#the bro. the madman. the legend

[hi-there-cake]

OH MY GOD MILES EDGEWORTH

[misteria247]

I'd forgotten just how much of a headache the Water Temple in LoZ: Twilight Princess is. Like fucking oof it's killing me.

[marcmarcmomarc]

Super Smash Bros. Fighter Presentation

MASTER HAND: The third game in the series is “Super Smash Bros. Brawl” for Nintendo Wii! For the game’s newcomers, we have one of Kirby’s rivals, an honorable swordsman who travels around the world challenging strong opponents to duels. He is “The Masked Swordsman”, number 27, Meta Knight!

Theme: Victory! Meta Knight by Comic Mystic

(Meta Knight steps to center stage, slashes Galaxia twice, and then points it in front of himself.)

META KNIGHT: Fight me, if you dare.

CRAZY HAND: First appearance, “Kirby’s Adventure” for the Nintendo Entertainment System.

MASTER HAND: Next, the flightless angel that serves as “The Captain of the Goddess of Light’s Guard”, having taken down entire armies, as well as several gods, a crew of space pirates, an alien race, and the embodiment of chaos itself. Meet number 28, Pit!

Theme: Victory! Pit - Super Smash Bros. Ultimate

(Pit flies to center stage, separates the Palutena Bow, then flourishes its blades before striking a pose.)

PIT: It’s game over for you!

CRAZY HAND: First appearance, “Kid Icarus” for the Nintendo Entertainment System.

MASTER HAND: The next fighter is the galaxy’s most feared bounty hunter. Oh, you’ve already been introduced to this one. Well, what if she didn’t have her Power Suit? You get “The Warrior Within”, number 29, Zero Suit Samus!

Theme: Victory! Zero Suit Samus (Unique Version) by LUCKYRICK

(Samus steps to center stage, then swings the Plasma Whip in a circular motion.)

SAMUS: Try me.

CRAZY HAND: First appearance, “Metroid: Zero Mission” for the Nintendo Game Boy Advance.

MASTER HAND: Next, we find ourselves face-to-face with the slobbish and greedy polar opposite childhood rival of Mario, “The Scoundrel with a Fart of Gold”, number 30, Wario!

Theme: Victory! Wario - Super Smash Bros. Brawl

(Wario crazily rides out on his motorcycle and does donuts at center stage.)

WARIO: (laughing like a madman) l’m-a Wario! I’m-a gonna win!

CRAZY HAND: First appearance, “Super Mario Land 2: 6 Golden Coins” for the Nintendo Game Boy.

(He holds up three fingers forming a “W”, first with his left hand, then his right, then both hands simultaneously.)

WARIO: Wah, wah, wah!

CRAZY HAND: His biker outfit made its debut in “WarioWare, Inc.: Mega Microgame$” for the Nintendo Game Boy Advance.

MASTER HAND: Now for an intensely hype fighter. One of the original stealth game heroes, a mercenary formerly affiliated with the high-tech special operations group FOXHOUND, and a clone of the once-renowned super-soldier Big Boss. You all know and loved when he returned to Smash after ten years, “The Legendary Mercenary”, number 31, David aka Solid Snake!

Theme: Victory! Snake - Super Smash Bros. Ultimate

(At center stage, Snake’s stealth camouflage disengages to reveal himself.)

SNAKE: Kept you waiting, huh?

CRAZY HAND: First appearance, “Metal Gear” for the MSX2.

MASTER HAND: Next, the leader of the Greil Mercenaries, whom he’s led through several trials and ended the Mad King's War since his father’s death. He is “The Radiant Hero of Legend”, number 32, Ike!

Theme: Victory! Ike by GB6

(Ike steps to center stage and hoists Ragnell over his shoulder.)

IKE: I fight for my friends.

CRAZY HAND: First appearance, “Fire Emblem: Path of Radiance” for the Nintendo GameCube.

MASTER HAND: Next, this fighter hails from the Kanto region, “The One Who Aims For Champion”, Pokémon Trainer Red!

Theme: Victory! Pokémon Trainer by GB6

(Red steps to center stage and triumphantly raises his Poké Ball up.)

RED: Gotta catch ‘em all!

CRAZY HAND: First appearance, “Pokémon Red and Blue” for the Nintendo Game Boy.

MASTER HAND: The fighter numbers go to his three Pokémon, all of whom also debuted in this game, the Tiny Turtle Pokémon, number 33, Squirtle…

(Squirtle steps to center stage and raises its arms.)

SQUIRTLE: Squirtle!

MASTER HAND: ...the Seed Pokémon, number 34, Ivysaur...

(Ivysaur steps to center stage and shakes from side to side.)

IVYSAUR: Saur!

MASTER HAND: ...and the Flame Pokémon, number 35, Charizard!

(Charizard steps to center stage and stands upright and puffs its chest out.)

MASTER HAND: Next up, DK’s little buddy, and at one point co-savior. “The Acrobat”, number 36, Diddy Kong!

Theme: Victory! Diddy Kong by GB6

(Diddy steps to center stage and claps his hands above his head, switching feet.)

DIDDY: Hee-hee!

CRAZY HAND: First appearance, “Donkey Kong Country” for the Super Nintendo Entertainment System.

MASTER HAND: Next, the youngest of a set of twins, a kind but timid boy from the Nowhere Islands. After his mother died and his brother went missing, he took it upon himself to stop the evil Pigmask Army, pull the seven needles, and befriend the Dark Dragon. Please give a warm welcome to “The Boy From Nowhere”, number 37, Lucas!

Theme: Victory! Lucas by Groovy Monkey Music

(Lucas steps to center stage and positions his hand to his forehead and grunts, generating bursts of PSI energy from his fingers, then swings his hand down to emit a trail of the energy.)

CRAZY HAND: First appearance, the game not localized in North America- I mean, “Mother 3” for the Nintendo Game Boy Advance.

MASTER HAND: Next, Sega’s mascot, and Mario’s former metafictional rival hailing from South Island, “The Blue Blur”, number 38, Sonic the Hedgehog!

Theme: Victory! Sonic by DIMON • CAMI

(Sonic skids to a hard stop at center stage, then does the Super Peel Out.)

SONIC: Sonic’s the name, speed’s my game!

CRAZY HAND: While his first appearance was a stylized head in “Rad Mobile” for Arcade, the character himself would debut in “Sonic the Hedgehog” for Sega Genesis!

MASTER HAND: Next is the self-proclaimed king of Dream Land, a greedy and gluttonous penguin, but has helped Kirby save Dream Land many times against many powerful foes. He is “The Self-Made King”, number 39, King Dedede!

Theme: Victory! King Dedede by GB6

(King Dedede steps to center stage and hoists his hammer in celebration.)

KING DEDEDE: Heh-heh.

CRAZY HAND: First appearance, “Kirby’s Dream Land” for the Nintendo Game Boy.

MASTER HAND: The space-traveler who was first stranded on a Distant Planet where he had to gather the pieces of his ship with help from the planet's inhabitants is “The Veteran Astronaut”, number 40, Captain Olimar!

Theme: Victory! Olimar - Super Smash Bros. Ultimate

(Olimar steps to center stage and bows at the audience.)

OLIMAR: (in his language) Greetings.

CRAZY HAND: First appearance, “Pikmin” for the Nintendo GameCube.

MASTER HAND: Olimar didn’t come alone. By his side are the inhabitants of the planet he landed on, the Pikmin! Red, blue, yellow, purple, and white.

CRAZY HAND: All debuting from “Pikmin” and “Pikmin 2” for the Nintendo GameCube.

MASTER HAND: Next is the Aura Pokémon and one of the more iconic members of the fourth generation. “The Hero of Aura”, number 41, Lucario!

Theme: Victory! Lucario by GB6

(Lucario steps to center stage, then moves its paws in front of itself, then clasps them together.)

LUCARIO: The Aura is with me.

CRAZY HAND: First appearance, “Pokémon Diamond and Pearl” for the Nintendo DS.

MASTER HAND: Next is the metafictional savior of the Nintendo Entertainment System, and possibly video games in general, helped the Nintendo Entertainment System get off the ground during the tail end of The Great Video Game Crash of 1983. He is “The Last of his Kind”, number 42, R.O.B.!

Theme: Victory! R.O.B. - Super Smash Bros. Ultimate

(R.O.B. rolls to center stage and moves his head around, flashing bright lights from his eyes while clapping.)

CRAZY HAND: While he initially debuted as a toy as his full name, the Robotic Operating Buddy, in 1985, his first in-game appearance is “Stack-Up” for the Nintendo Entertainment System.

MASTER HAND: Next is the Hero of Hyrule taking a cartoony look and hailing from Outset Island, a small location on the Great Sea, and set out on a quest to rescue his sister Aryll from the clutches of the Helmaroc King. Welcome “The Wind-Waking Warrior”, number 43, Toon Link!

Theme: Victory! Toon Link by GB6

(Toon Link steps to center stage and conducts the Wind God’s Aura.)

CRAZY HAND: While the “Toon” design for Link technically appeared first in “The Legend of Zelda: Four Swords”, the character here unambiguously represents the character debuting in “The Legend of Zelda: The Wind Waker” for the Nintendo GameCube.

MASTER HAND: Next, Fox’s rival and the leader of the bounty hunter force known as Star Wolf, “The Silver Space Wolf”, number 44, Wolf O’Donnell!

Theme: Victory! Wolf by GB6

(Wolf steps to center stage and scowls.)

WOLF: You’re good, but I’m better.

CRAZY HAND: First appearance, “Star Fox 64” for the Nintendo 64.

[7grandmel]

Todays rip: 19/08/2023

Respect Your Elders (20X-Mix)

Season 1 Featured on: GilvaSunner's Highest Quality Video Game Rips: Volume 1

Ripped by turdl3

We're going back to Season 1 for this one for another pretty hyper-specific joke - one related to the competitive Super Smash Bros. Melee community. Things have simmered down a bit now with Ultimate taking the main stage in terms of competitive play, but back around 2013-2016, Melee was THE Smash Bros. game where everything was happening. The era of the five gods, the god-slayer Leffen, and a renewed time in the spotlight due to EVO 2013 and 2014...Melee lore is super fun to learn of, and all of its eccentric personalities make it an extremely interesting sport to follow.

Of all that's happened in Melee's history, be it the Wombo Combo, Hungrybox's popoffs, Amsa's Yoshi singlehandedly redefining the character...The Salty Suite moneymatch between Leffen and ChillinDude still just feels fucking legendary.

There is so much that happened during and leading up to just that match, and the fallout of it, that people have made full-on video essays on the topic. The TLDR is that Leffen, an at the time recent and insanely good player with a mean attitude, accused the player Chillindude of being a bygone player with no chance in the current game. Their beef escalated and resulted in a moneymatch between the two where Leffen won 5-0 while laughing like a madman between every game. What made all this funnier was that Chillindude, weeks before the game commenced, produced a Diss Track with he himself rapping called "Respect Your Elders". This track and the context surrounding it have become absolute legends in Melee, and its this track that's used for today's rip.

With that context provided, Respect Your Elders (20X-Mix) speaks for itself - its the original song mixed to the instrumental backing of Final Destination from Melee, althewhile having various audio samples of Fox from Melee play to add flavor to every moment. At the time of the rip's upload, the legendary Salty Suite match was still fresh in many fans' minds, and people went absolutely insane in the comments and online: This was one of the first "big" rips I got to see on SiIva in its infancy, and it still holds up remarkably well.

[themculibrary]

Avengers Reacting To Their Movies Masterlist

A Beautiful Journey (fanfiction.net) - Aragorn II Elessar T, 566k

Summary: Watch-it fic. In 2035, members of the Avengers, X-Men and Fantastic Four bring forth the Avengers, Scott Lang, Hope van Dyne, T'Challa, Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Pepper Potts, Aunt May and Loki from the past to watch the first three phases of the Marvel Cinematic Universe.

All the Days of our Lives, Phase 1 (ao3) - ElrondsScribe pepper/tony, jane/thor, clint/laura, ian/darcy, wanda/vision, sharon/steve, bucky/natasha N/R, 41k

Summary: An Avengers-watch-their-own-movies fanfiction. I know it's been done before, but I wanted to try it with a more expansive audience. In addition to all the Avengers (both retired and active) you'll find Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Laura Barton, Betty Ross, Helen Cho, Jane Foster, Darcy Lewis, and even Ian Boothby.

Post Captain America: Civil War. AU, obviously. All ships in the tags. Please do enjoy! Warning: there will be a bit of language.

First up: Captain America: The First Avenger

Assemble (ao3) - Stand_with_Ward_and_Queen T, 201k

Summary: Ten years after Thanos’ defeat, Clint Barton, with help from Stephen Strange and a SHIELD agent named Leopold Fitz, brings the Avengers, plus Peter Parker, Scott Lang, and T'Challa, from a few months prior to The Avengers Civil War to show them the future so they don’t repeat the same mistakes.

Avengers Watch Ant-Man and The Wasp Quantumania Trailer (ao3) - SpiderWidowFam88 scott/hope, hank/janet, pepper/tony, mj/peter T, 5k

Summary: [Part 2 of Avengers Watch Stuff]

After Watching the events of No Way Home, the Avengers have some time to cool off and have a chat before their host plays another assortment of clips of their future.

This time, it's about the rise of a new villain and the adventures of the lovely Scott Lang.

Avengers watch Captain Marvel (fanfiction.net) - Roxas Itsuka T, 30k

Summary: Called forth by an unknown being. The Avengers are made watch a movie about a hero who came not long before them. Fury and Goose present also. No pairing.

Avengers Watch Spider-Man No Way Home (ao3) - SpiderWidowFam88 mj/peter, pepper.tony T, 71k

Summary: The movie left me feeling so heartbroken for our favorite spider kid so this is how I'm dealing with it.

Expect everyone being protective of Peter and desperately wishing they could be there to kill all of his problems.

Cough* cough* Natasha...

It's exactly what the title says.

They watch Spider-Man No Way Home

bro (ao3) - hunkahulkaaburningfudge G, 64k

Summary: The Avengers watch their future.

A Hawkeye watch-it fic.

bus boy (ao3) - hunkahulkaburningfudge clea/stephen, kate/america G, 40k

Summary: The Avengers watch their future.

A Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings watch-it fic.

Film Reels (fanfiction.net) - Little-miss-laughs-alot G, 19k

Summary: A stack of film reels sent to the Avenger Mansion will be intriguing for some, but for one, it will be difficult. Reliving Steve's past- before and after Captain America came to be, they get to know exactly who the kid from Brooklyn really is. Now Complete!

pizza balls (ao3) - hunkahulkaaburningfudge wanda/vision, kate/america, clea/stephen G, 58k

Summary: The Avengers watch their future.

A Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness watch-it fic.

Rewriting The Way This Story Ends [IM1] (ao3) - bookaholic4ever G, 49k

Summary: An Avengers watch the MCU fic. Will be Tony Stark centric. The OG 6 and Bucky, Sam, Wanda, Vision and Rhodey are also included. Can the Avengers watch and learn from their mistakes to protect their earth and in turn the universe from a madman? Read to find out. Set after Civil War and Homecoming but before Infinity War.

In this installment they are watching Iron Man.

stupid pigeon (ao3) - hunkahulkaaburningfudge layla el-faouly/marc G, 67k

Summary: The Avengers watch their future.

A Moon Knight watch-it fic.

The story behind the man: Iron Man 1 (ao3) - Anothershadow24 bruce/tony T, 34k

Summary: A year after the so called 'Civil War', the six original avengers, plus Sam, Wanda, Vision, Fury and Hill, get locked up on a room to watch a stack of films about one Tony Stark.

Watching- Iron Man 1 (ao3) - Schayisgay pepper/tony T, 28k

Summary: Up First- Iron Man 1.

The Avengers and Co watch their resident Genius, Billionaire, Playboy, Philanthropist as he becomes Iron Man.

Watch my life, feel my pain (Do I deserve it?) (ao3) - Wise_writer_girl wanda/vision, steve/natasha, sam/bucky, bruce/thor, pepper/tony T, 175k (WIP)

Summary: The Avengers wake up in a theater, the Theatre of Judgement, all from different times in the MCU storylines. The Judgement Spirit, Justice, is forcing them to watch WandaVision clips. If Wanda has suffered enough, Justice will bring Vision, Tommy and Billy back to life. But things don't seem so black and white when the loved ones of the other heroes are brought in as well. A deal must be made: the reveal of the darkest, most embarrassing and most painful moments of their stories in exchange for just a moment longer with someone they've loved and lost. Can the Earth's Mightiest Heroes cope with their best-kept secrets being exposed?

For the sake of those they love, they're going to have to.

[enpr-ss]

He was so reckless on level 3. LOL DEATH BY MOB SOUNDS SETTINGS.

Hypno taking all those hearts from fall damage is giving me a heart attack everyone. Oh he definitely deserved that. Never steal the warden’s berries! They don’t like that. Rip the golden egg crowns.

THE RAVAGERS WERE SO CLOSE OH MY GOD. He is scaring me with his running around with the wardens in sight. But hypno sounds confident an out his warden ai so. Finally someone using the fences / rails to avoid the pressure plates. Especially going up. Only Cub and etho use it going down lol.

THOSE WASHED UP BERRIES ARE NOT WORTH IT!!! Oof that ravager. Might be hacky but tango said it’s okay to kill the fish and eat them. BRO HES JUST SETTING OFF ALL RHE SHRIEKERS!!!! FOR A BERRY AND A QUICK DESCENT TO BOTTOM LEVEL!?!! And I think he’s wrong about wardens not being able to detect you outside of blindness. Or maybe it was aggro-net.

Episode 47: IS HE GOING TO GO TO THE COMING SOON TUNNEL?! He got so many keys lol. Always cutting it so close with the ravagers. He’s definitely too reckless on level 3.

I wonder if he adopted shift jumping from etho or the other way around or it arose independently. How did he find that artifact location in all that blindness. Madman. “We don’t have any darkness here” *gets darkness immediately. His salt about the ladder hazard is delicious. THERE WAS A WARDEN RIGHT THERE ON THE PRESSURE PLATE AREA AND HE MANAGES TO SQUEEZE PAST WITHOUT SETTING ANY OFF IN COMPLETE BLINDNESS!!!! A LEGEND. he’s out of level 3 and 2!!! HE’S GOING BACK FOR TRICK OR TREATING?! NO. GET OUT OF HERE!!! oh my goodness thank you. Went through all stages of grief in those 2 seconds. Omg he went into the circle room and didn’t get vexes!!!! So good. Ugh he took the 5 pack. Why. He needs the clank block; quickstep was right there. Ugh.

I can’t believe he forgot about his favorite berry. He’s a pro at juking ravagers in the mushroom biome. Bro he lost a crown to a glitch. Two reckless charges only 2 FE? Rip. He is so lucky that the wardens are aggroed on another mob. Omg he made it out of level 3. Rip he could have done dripleaf back without taking damage. PORKCHOP POWER!!! Can’t believe the spiders didn’t get him. Over the railing in style!!! The shop hates him lol

I really don’t think he needs to sneak that much on level 1 but at this point any caution from hypno is a blessing. Hypno king of getting himself trapped by a ravager and yet escaping unscathed. Level 3 nerfs are absolutely working on Hypno.

Everyone sleeping to stave off Willie is so wholesome. I cannot believe that hypno set off a pressure plate right in front of that warden and didn’t get aggroed. These slimes and bats are just getting obliterated. WHY IS HE EATING RIGHT ON TOP OF THE ARTIFACT SHRIEKER?!?!! AHHHHH. I too heaved a sigh of relief when he got out of level 3. HOW DID HE GET THAT RAVAGER OUT FROM BLOCKING THE EXIT??? ALL WHILE JUKING TWO EVOKERS AND THEIR VEXES?!? oh noooooo. Wait is that a floating ravager?!!! wtf. Incredible. Hypno getting wrecked by aerial ravagers again.

[noloveforned]

my yo la tengo triple-header drew to a close last night, just in time to get ready for my show tonight on wlur from 8pm to midnight. tune in live or check out last week's show at your convenience!

no love for ned on wlur – march 10th, 2023 from 8-10pm

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2023ラップ②

Kickkone / Demon Baby

Kickkone / WOAH

Fadess & Soldier Kidd / Foldin' Up

Goldenboy Countup / Ladies Man

Real Boston Richey / My Image

SCY Jimm / Set In Stone

Luh Tyler / Brand New Blues

Trapland Pat Ft. Luh Tyler / Backstreet

ATM Tana / Serial Killer

Lil Wet / 2023

Bossman JD / Same Day

D30 x 6KFLY / Glitch boys

Baby 2Much / Florida Water

Fatpocket Ft. Wizz Havinn / Shaq & Kobe

KP Skywalka / TyFreka

KP Skywalka x Skino / Lookin

LIL DUDE / EDDIE GUERRERO/STRIKE SAYSO MIX

KhiGlock / On Da Souf

Kayvo / Fallen Soldiers

Kayvo / Brodie

Big Don Bino / Happy

OhGeesy feat. Cash Kidd / GEEKALEEK

DaBoii & The Mekanix feat. J Stalin / Friendly Reminder

SSRICHH33 x Wopdell x Verde Babii x Lul Snake / Rolled Up

Wb Nutty / How Much U Got

Los / Back 2 Ballin

Los / Lying To U

M30 feat. Los & WB Nutty / Braedoe

Icewear Vezzo / Back on Road

Icewear Vezzo / Raw ASL

Babyface Ray x Veeze x Samuel Shabazz / Houston Babies

Allstar JR / One Time I Cried

Louie Ray x RMC Mike x YN Jay / Worth it

BabyTron / Money = Power

Baby Money / Step Slide

Babyfxce E / Today

G.T. feat. BabyTron & Certified Trapper / Back On Tour

WTM Milt / Lovers & Friends

Sexyy Red / Female Gucci Mane

GloRilla / Lick Or Sum

Ebk 187 x BandmanRill / Cant Rock

Defiant Presents x Bandmanrill / Mr. D.C.T.

Hotboydue / Frontline

RUGER RUDY / FOREVER SLIDIN

Elbno feat. 40glockcyou, Ruger Rudy & ScarfoFrn / Man Down

Doddie Savage / Live

Baby Drill feat. 21 Savage & Young Nudy / Slight Dub

Young Nudy feat. 21 Savage / Peaches & Eggplants

Sosamann / Drive to Memphis

Valee & Harry Fraud ft. Saba & Mavi / WATERMELON AUTOMOBILE

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FloridaBoy Laid / Beezy's Archive

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Rsbmadmaxx / Baby Hot

Rsbmadmaxx / The Killer Klone

EBK Trey B / 209 Times

EBK Leebo / King of the 3z

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Big Sad 1900 / Die A Legend (Deluxe)

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YoungBoy Never Broke Again / Richest Opp

Never Broke again Presents: Green Flag Activity, Vol 2

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Doddie Savage / Guns & Butter

FMB Dz / P-Rock Baby

WB Nutty / Tester - EP

Los / War On Drugs 2

Drego / Lay Low Season

Baby Money / YNOS 2

Bandgang Lonnie Bands / Pink 50 - EP

Bandgang Lonnie Bands / Bam Bam

Bandgang Masoe / The Take Over

Lil AD & XANTANA2X / The Spice Familia (Deluxe)

Lil AD & XANTANA2X / Step Bros (Deluxe)

Veeze / Ganger

Babyface Ray / Summer's Mine

WTM Scoob / Big Heart small world

Prince Jefe / Lab Talk

LUCKI / s*x m*ney dr*gs

Valee & Harry Fraud / Virtuoso

BabyDrill / MadMan

SSG Splurge / Meet the Goopers

Baton Rouge 2023

[brassknucklespeirs]

Pʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛᴏʀ [Rᴏɴᴀʟᴅ Sᴘᴇɪʀs x ꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ]

Genre: ANGST ANGST ANGST

Warning: Mention of life threatening wounds, blood, saddddd boy hour bro, warfare, mention of weapons, mention of things related to death??

A/N: don’t yall worry bout how sad this is cause trust me... there is a part 2

Y/N had become accustomed to war and the conflict that surrounds it, her instincts kicking in whenever she hears the sounds of gunfire followed by the explosive nature of bullet spray. She was a solider, a leader through and through, trusting every single feeling and thought that had arisen as she took to the battlefield. This included the protective pull she felt towards her fellow Dog company lieutenant, Ronald Speirs. The man was a machine, almost as if he was bred for the purpose of war, with his stoic composure and expressions of indifference. 

But there had been more that she saw beneath that.

It had been seen in the times he had defended her name against those who thought lesser of her, including when he threatened one of his own sergeants at gunpoint for letting his drunk thoughts about the woman get the better of his actions. It was in the way he tried to hide how impressed he’d been with her ability to hit the centre of a target every time she shot and how his eyes remained on her when she didn’t show her exhaustion for sake of her men. Hell, she’d even seen it in the proud gaze he sent her while he lingered in the background of a pub as she calmly told some privates who were making a fool of themselves to sit down and shut up.

It had been these and many more reasons as to why the woman felt such a pull towards the man, the myth and the legend that was Lieutenant Ronald Speirs. They were also the reason why she felt such a sense of protectiveness over him. It had always been simmering away beneath the rush of emotion she felt when she saw the man, but it hadn’t been until they’d finished training and left to join the war properly that she’d let it take over her actions. He was intense in the way that he got things done, whether that was during assaults on German artillery or when receiving orders to coordinate his men. Whatever it was, it had bubbled over inside of her to the point where she had to take action. 

Y/N had always held a sense of motherly protectiveness over her men but this was entirely different. This was the kind of feeling that led her to watch this man’s back for him 24/7, by covering him when he ran forth into enemy fire like a madman, or sending a private to give him a hot cup of joe and some food when he’d just woken up, or even just staying up an extra hour to make sure he actually let himself rest. Hell, she’d reached the point where she would go out of her way to ensure this man was alive and thriving, and in the environment they were in, it could be said that this was done while partially neglecting her own needs. Not that she cared, of course. Y/N had long since realised why she felt such a need to protect Speirs, and why she would continue to do so until her dying breath.

It had all but been confirmed when she’d landed on D-Day when she’d fallen nowhere near their drop zone and had stormed through the forest in a huff. Upon stumbling across a few German soldiers who had been patrolling the area for lone paratroops, she’d jumped straight into action, her finger moving quickly on the trigger of her rifle. With two down, she turned her barrel to the third only for them to jump on her, smacking her rifle from her grasp, leaving her unarmed. He almost had her, his hands around her neck as he stared down at her with a twisted look of enjoyment at her gasping like a fish. A single gunshot had rung out as she was close to giving up and before the body had a chance to fall on her, it had been kicked away from her and replaced by the bright eyes of Ronald Speirs. She’d stared at him in shock as he dragged her gently to her feet, his eyes trailing over her to ensure she was generally okay. He’d nodded at her when she thanked him, but when he’d sent her the smallest of smiles as his eyes looked over her face, she’d known exactly what she’d gotten herself into.

Fox company had started the domino effect of screw ups that had happened that day, beginning with their unordered withdrawal from their position beside Dog company. Then, like any other annoying little fall of a domino, came the inevitable trail of other mishaps. Y/N had watched it begin but never got the chance to see it end. Ronald Speirs, however, saw the final domino collapse; and with its fall came the breaking of his heart.

The noise around her had been deafening, the screeching of tanks bursting through the trees being one of the only things she could focus on. She’d almost lost sight of the lieutenant who had been a foxhole over from her as a flurry of bullets broke the branches around them. It ran in slow motion suddenly, her eyes watching the trail of chaos that followed the spray of ammunition before they landed on Speirs. Too caught up in the problems arising before him, he hadn’t the time to realise the deadly shots that moved towards him. As always when it came to Ron, her body reacted impulsively, her thighs screaming as she rose from her spot quickly and took off full speed towards the man. The oncoming bullets narrowly missed him as she grasped at his shirt and yanked him back into the foxhole before following shortly after. 

Ron had gazed up at the woman who had just saved his life with a look that Y/N couldn’t quite understand. Anger drew his brows together as he let out an exasperated breath, popping his head up over the side of the foxhole while she did the same. They watched as one of Dog company’s platoons begun to pull back along with Fox company, prompting them to yell at their own platoons to stay put and hammer the enemy harder.

“You’re welcome by the way.” She’d snarked as they both held their rifles up to target the onslaught of German troops that seemed to be finally retreating. Ron rolled his eyes at her, firing off another shot but not opening his mouth to retort. He spoke up to scream more orders at the men surrounding them while watching the few German tanks that hadn’t been taken out reverse out of sight. Y/N had let out a shaky breath as she turned to look at the man, watching the flex of his jaw and the slight twitch of his lip while he muttered to himself angrily about the withdrawal of half their company. It was then that he had turned to her, his expression of rage unchanging yet his gaze softening as they landed on the woman beside him.

“What the hell was that?” He’d questioned in frustration, his eyes moving to roam the battlefield in front of them to ensure it was unmoving before looking back to her. Her breath got caught in her throat suddenly, her eyes fluttering closed ever so slightly before she blinked the feeling away.

“Just another day of saving your sorry ass.” She’d managed to get out, her hand moving down her body as an uneasy feeling settled in her stomach. He held her gaze while tightening his jaw, opening his mouth to reply with something about not needing her help. She hazed him out of her mind as he spoke, her eyes glancing down at her hand fearfully. She gulped, her breath coming out in rugged pants, growing louder and louder as she stared. Ron continued his onslaught of angry words but stopped as he saw her attention unfocused on him.

Y/N looked up at him suddenly, her erratic gaze and unsteady breath set a sense of worry into the man’s chest. His brows furrowed as he called her name firmly, and though the woman was looking straight at him, the lack of response caused him to say it again much gentler. It was then that she held her hand up towards him. The fresh crimson liquid staining her skin sent the man into action instantly, the cry for a medic being heard across all three companies along the line. 

Y/N gulped down the bile in her throat once again as the pain slowly arrived, the adrenaline leaving her body with every second the area stayed quiet. The sounds of war was replaced by the breeze dancing along the tree branches above them, only setting a more unpleasant feeling in the woman’s stomach. The battle had kept her focussed yet as that changed to what could be considered any other gentle autumns day, her focus had been lost. The world should have been more peaceful after taking away the harsh exchange of gunfire and the constant screaming of orders, yet instead it had turned hazy and god it brought so much pain.

It spread through her body as Ron tugged her from the foxhole to prepare her for the medic that ran towards them. The confusion of it all was the only thing stopping her from crying out in pain, a haze setting itself over her surroundings. She heard him then, calling her name again and again. She glanced at him, realising she’d been staring into space for a minute or two. 

“How, how bad is it?” She’d questioned, hoping someone would clear up her confusion just a little. Ron looked down at her body as the medic ripped open the leg of her trousers, yelling for a back up medic to take care of the two wounds on her stomach and shoulder. He turned back to meet her gaze but was unable to form any helpful words as he reached to grab her hand gently. 

“You’re gonna be okay Y/N.” He said, squeezing at her hand in comfort. She glanced down at their conjoined hands and almost let out a snarky comment along the lines of ‘if all it took for you to hold my hand was for me to get shot, i woulda done it ages ago’ but decided against it as she looked to the concern across the man’s face. She took notice of the dark haired man mumbling under his breath asking what caused her to make such a stupid decision. 

“You..” She’d begun only to gasp in pain at the feeling of the medic dabbing harshly at her broken skin to move the pumping blood from his view. She exhaled a shaky breath hoping the nausea would leave her but never took her eyes from the lieutenant. “You do understand that I’d take a thousand bullets if it meant keeping you safe, right Ron?” She finally managed to choke out. Ron’s eyes widened at her confession and she could see the questions rushing through his head as she gazed into his darkened eyes. 

“Y/N, I don’t need you taking a fucking bullet, or three, for me.” He’d huffed out, his eyes moving from hers as he looked back down at the copious amounts of blood that was starting to pool around her. He watched as the other medic had ripped open the shirt above her shoulder and begun to apply sulfur to the wound that looked to be the smallest of the three, perhaps just a graze or ricochet.

“Why is it so difficult for you to believe that you deserve to be protected?” Y/N had spluttered out suddenly, breaking the man’s concentration. He looked back to her again, his eyes holding such a pain that one could even question as to whether he too had been hit. He went to open his mouth only for her hand to squeeze harder against his, a cry of pure anguish leaving her lips and her eyes screwing shut tightly. The medic had stuck a pair of tweezers into her stomach to remove the bullet that stayed lodged there, sending the woman into a fit as she withered on the grass in pain. Unsteady panting and whimpers were the only thing that could be heard by Ron as he sat helplessly staring down at her, his eyes constantly blinding to keep the tears away. 

A sign of relief almost left her mouth as the tweezer pulled back from her flesh, the bullet following shortly after, yet as the exhaustion from blood loss begun to set in, she could only manage a strangled breath. Her eyes opened slowly, her gaze landing straight on the man that still sat beside her with her hand clenched in his. She traced the surface of his face, taking note of the way his eyes shimmered with tears, the frown lines and the downturned, trembling lips. He had just watched as her eyes looked over him, gulping down the words he wished to say to her. She had smiled then, and with the little strength she had left, she gave his hand a weak squeeze before her eyes begun to flutter closed.

“Don’t close your eyes Y/N.” Ron called to her, his voice shaking with anguish. “Y/N, keep your eyes open dammit, or I’ll...I’ll never be able to forgive you.” He tried to be firm with her, hoping that he could get his way as he always did, but was only met with squinted eyes.

“But this would be such a perfect view to just drift off to sleep with.” She was able to whisper out with a short giggle before she was sent into another fit of pain. Ron continued to feel helpless, his eyes constantly looking between the medics who worked furiously to keep the woman from dying, and the woman herself.

“Why did you do that? Why did you have to be so stupid Y/N?” He spat in frustration, yet the movement of one his hands gently moving the helmet from her head and stroking her hair from her face sent a different message than the anger in his voice. Her eyes continued to flutter as she pushed herself to not close them so she could look upon the man she loved for just a few more moments.

“You know why.”

“Don’t say it. Please don’t say it. Not now, not like this.” He’d all but whimpered to her, stressfully running his hand through her messy hair. She leaned towards the hand as it came back towards the side of her head, urging him to leave it cupping the side of her jaw.

“I-”

The pain came back then in full force, wildfire like never before rushing through her veins, causing her heart to burn as it ran double time. She threw her head back against the ground weakly after trying to lift it to view what the medics were doing. Her body wiggled around as panic set in, her adrenaline rising once again. The medics could be heard yelling to one another and the approaching jeep that they needed to move her soon or they would lose her to the blood loss. She had opened her eyes then, a look of pure dread falling across her features, her gaze erratic once again. Her eyebrows drew together as she let out a sudden sob of stress, a single tear slipping down the side of her face and onto Ron’s hand.

“I-I’m so scared Ron, so scared.” She whimpered, her face nudging at his fingers as they trailed across her cheeks, rubbing the tears away. He let out a defeated huff of a breath, blinking several times to clear his own eyes. 

“I know baby, I know. It’s gonna be okay. I promise it’s going to be okay.” 

Ron stood with her, still clutching her hand, when the medics were ready to move her onto the stretcher and to the jeep that had just pulled up. The constant changes in the woman between being completely exhausted to withering in a state of pure panic and adrenaline was setting the men all on edge; anxiety, frustration and fear all spiking in their hearts as they watched. Ron was the worst, though his ability to hold himself together when needed was coming in handy as he whispered in reassurance to her. 

The jeep was ready to go when she finally felt herself losing it. Her eyes had slipped open once again though this time the haze didn’t disappear with a few harsh blinks. The sky was a beautiful shade of blue that day, and she imagined the blurry figure that came into her view before it was even more beautiful. She felt herself drop off, the haze turning to a tunnel of black as she lost the feeling of pain. She could feel everything melt away, all but one voice that echoed around her.

“I promise. I promise. I promise.” Over and over he had said it, and over and over she heard it, until eventually she didn’t. The sounds disappeared along with the feelings, the pain, the dread, the fear; all gone.

Ron had watched as he lost her. He saw as her eyes became unseeing while looking up at him, the emotions that swum through them all gone within a moment before they fluttered closed. He continued to whisper to her until her hand went limp in his, his breath stopping instantly. The medics continued to work, yelling that she was still alive and needed to be seen by a surgeon if they were going to save her. But Ron had already felt it all come crashing down, his heart clenching so tightly in his chest that his body froze and refused to move. It wasn’t until one of the medics had gently pushed him back from the jeep, muttering that there was still a chance for her and that they needed to move her immediately. He only gazed at them before nodding, all expression lost on his face while he watched them speed off, dust kicking up behind the tires right into his face. He stood in the cloud of dust unmoving until the moment it had cleared, his eyes still fixed on the jeep as it got smaller and smaller in the distance. He pursed his lips to stop them from trembling before gulping and letting out a shaky breath as he whispered after her.

“I love you too.”

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【２：３９　ａｍ】 Nearing the end of the seemingly indestructible health bar of this stupid resurgent cryo regisvene, Changbin lets out an audible growl, tapping furiously, almost murderously at his phone screen. “Cmonnnn you persistent piece of shit, just bite the dust already like the normal one...” His voice trails off as every drip of focus is directed back on his game. 

“Which one do you think it is this time Seungmin?” Jisung taunts from the kitchen of the shared apartment, watching the coffee drip into his cup from the ancient coffee machine at a snail’s pace (He had been insisting on having Changbin get a new one for the past three, four months but the latter had been persistent to keep it instead of “wasting money on a new one”). Seungmin yells from inside his room, the sound of keyboard clicking along with the occasional growling and mumbling exposing what he was doing- League of Legends. “You think I would know? I don’t even know the game he’s playing.” “He’s been at it for the past three days Seungmin, it’s obviously the same ice thing he won’t shut up about.” Minho deadpans, tenderly lowering the three cats in his arms onto the couch. “Now my babies, don’t touch the madman next to you, or I’m going to have to do the dishes tonight, kay? He’s our main dishwasher, let’s not try anything funny.” The three cats collectively look up at their owner as he cooes softly at the felines. With the last of his party completely obliterated, Changbin throws his phone across the couch, startling the cats as they jump off hastily, earning a piercing glare from Minho. “We’ll talk about this later, Seo Changbin.” “My god, I give up, I’ll just get Chan hyung to do it for me tomorrow.” What even went through Mihoyo headquarters when they created this boss? Did the development department just decide to throw everything into one giant boss fight? 

As he wallows in defeat, his ringtone blares where it sadly lies from being thrown across the couch, the annoying “We just got a letter!” song from Blue’s Clues (He had a feeling that the annoying children’s song would aid in motivating him to actually pick the phone up instead of ignoring people then texting them out of sluggishness) playing on loop the longer he chooses not to answer. “Will you just shut up?” Aggressively snatching his phone, he takes a quick glance at the caller, before picking up. “(Y/n), what do you wan-” 

A few audible sniffles can be heard from the other side of the line. 

“Changbinnie, he cheated on me.” 

Changbin deadpans, not sure he’s hearing things right.

“Hello? Binnie?”

The words hitting him like a truck, he bolts up from where he once sat, hand gripping the phone so hard veins were popping.

“That motherfucker did what?”

His voice rings clear throughout the unit, both Jisung and Minho flinching at the sudden burst of noise. “Jesus Christ keep it down Changbin, the whole apartment complex can hear your annoying voice.” Minho complains, picking up one of his dear cats and stroking its ears. “Soonie ah, that idiot’s yell didn’t hurt your ears did it? Aigoo my baby, it’s okay, it was just stupid horse-faced Changbin, it’s okay my baby boo...” Jisung rolls his eyes, taking a sip from his pitch black coffee. Wincing, he sets the mug down, running to the fridge to get creamer. “Changbin hyung, did you get the wrong creamer again? I told you to get the vanilla one, this one’s dairy free!” Changbin lowers his phone, covering the speaker. “Why the fuck are you even drinking coffee at this hour? Go buy your own fucking creamer if you want it so much then!” “I’m broke hyung! Plus the campus convenience store and the supermarket are closed already, use your pea brain!” “Use milk and sugar Jisung! I’m busy!” Returning to the call, he makes his way into his room, not wanting to have to deal with the two parasites outside. “Tell me everything (Y/n), oh he’s bruising for a cruising playing with your feelings like that-”

A sob passes through the speaker.

“I was just trying to check on him-”

“Scratch that, I’ll be there in twenty, don’t do anything stupid by yourself.”

Shoving the door of his room out of his way, he storms towards the three refrigerators in the kitchen, the other three people in the unit following him in sight (Seungmin heard the commotion and decided to come out of his man cave for once to assess the situation). He pushes Jisung to the side, pulling open the doors to the biggest one. “Soju... soju... soju... there it is.” He untangles the biggest plastic bag he can find from the huge bag on top of the fridge (Minho seems to collect plastic bags at this point, it’s getting annoying) and shoves just about all the bottles of soju he can fit into the flimsy piece of plastic. Moving on to the next fridge, he slams the previous one close, startling Jisung. “Hyung, are you okay?” Changbin ignores him, scrambling to grab the two family sized tubs of ice cream. “Hyung, that’s the last of our ice cream-” Yet again ignoring Jisung’s complaint, he makes his way to the pantry, throwing in the most tooth rottingly sweet candies he can find, a few bags of those honey butter chips and all of Jisung’s cup ramens. In the past couple of minutes, Seungmin had picked up on the situation on hand. He whisper yells at Jisung, making weird gestures to catch his attention. Once his eyes meet Jisungs’s, he frantically jerks his head towards the rooms (It’s like some secret bro code the two have). Jisung picks up on the message, shutting up and shuffling to his room along with Seungmin, before locking their bedroom doors. After his expedition in the kitchen, Changbin goes back to his room, just to grab a duffel bag to put everything in. He takes his switch and the dock, his laptop, and throws his phone into the mix (Both Jisung and Minho agree that Changbin needs to stop abusing his phone, Seungmin doesn’t really care). The only one left in the living room watches as he angrily puts his shoes on, and slams the front door just a little too aggressively as he goes. Hearing the front door close, the two younger boys come out of hiding, finally safe from their scarily furious friend. “My cup noodles... Minho hyung my cup noodles....” “Let’s just wait for him to buy them for us again, leave him alone for now.”

【３：００　ａｍ】 It’s been exactly 21 minutes since you had called Changbin and he is now furiously knocking at your door because 1) You need moral support, clearly, 2) He didn’t bring all the food and risk getting the life nagged out of him when he goes back for nothing, and 3) Your ex boyfriend’s new chick is about to receive a very explicit call from a very angry person. “Oi (Y/n), it’s Changbin, open up.” From inside, you wrap your Armin futon throw blanket around your tired body, before waddling to the front door to your apartment. Gripping the blanket together with one hand, you twist the doorknob with the other and pull. It’s almost like one of those slot machines you would always see in dramas. You pull the lever with all the might you can muster during this trying time and BAM! You hit the jackpot and an angry Changbin comes into sight. He looks scary, almost. His demeanor could probably kill right now if you didn’t know better. “Come in... yeah come on in....” His hand loosens around the duffel bag, dropping it on the floor while he gets his shoes off. You penguin waddle back to where you were sitting on the couch, picking up the crumpled tissues and throwing them out. “Make yourself at home.” You feel a stare burn into your back as you step off the bin pedal. “I’m here, now tell me everything that happened with this asshole.”

“So what I’m getting from this is that Junwoo fucker said he was going out to get groceries, which was a lie at that time but you didn’t know. He took a suspiciously long time so you, being the paranoid ass person you are, went to check on him, only to see him making out with some hussey that wouldn’t stop making moves on him during that dumb lecture you had in the afternoon, correct?” You nod, tears starting to form again for the fourth- no, was it the fifth? About the fifth time in the past minute or so that you spent explaining the situation. “(Y/n), sweetie, I’m gonna need the name of the hussey.” “No, you’re going to do something stupid.” “I wasn’t asking, give it.” You give Changbin a stink eye, acting like you were completely against whatever he has in mind despite actually being curious to see what he has planned (An angry Changbin is a scary Changbin but a rare one also). “It’s Jimin from the dance team.” His mouth hangs open in disbelief. “No, he did NOT!” You nod solemnly, sniffing.  "He cheated on you for that slut?” “Binnie! That’s rude!” “Oh please, I don’t like to disrespect women but you know that it’s true.” That shuts you up instantly. He’s not wrong, so far she’s been caught up in the middle of way too many relationships to count. She’s pretty much notorious for sleeping with people’s boyfriends now. Horrid, really, she knows what she’s doing and she enjoys it. Changbin practically rips the zipper off his duffel bag and snatches his poor, abused phone, before scrolling through his contacts to find Jimin (He would delete her contact from his phone if he could, really. He’s tried, but she hit on him so hard on campus as a threat that he kept it just to be safe. Quite honestly though, he doesn’t really care now). “Binnie, no-” He puts the call on speaker, his feet tapping at the floor impatiently. “Bitch, you better pick up before I find you and pick it up for you-” 

“Hello?” 

His face lights up when he hears Jimin’s voice from the other side of the line. “Oh yeah hi! Here’s your friendly Changbin reminder that your new boyfriend’s an asshole!” You can almost see the sneer that Jimin has on her face. “Uh, and who are you to say that? Twink.” Your mind doesn’t even let you properly process what she said because Changbin’s already retaliating. “Oh, you know, just from his ex partner he was cheating on, but you can state your arguments if you’d like. Also that wasn’t very nice, calling me a twink, considering you hit on me every day on campus.” Changbin’s aura goes borderline murderous when a chuckle sounds from the speaker. “Oh? Them? He could do better anyways.” “Okay listen here you little slut, I’m gonna be honest with you, because no one ever will. Any guy that says they’re in any way interested in you beyond just using you as a fuck toy, is full of bullshi-” 

You slam your finger onto the big red button before he can say anything more. 

Changbin’s seething with anger, even though he isn’t showing it. You know that because 1) He’s oddly calm in this situation and 2) He just openly called one of the most known people in the college a slut. “Seo Changbin, calm yourself down. Please.” Those were some harsh words he said to Jimin, it was completely out of his usually good natured, well spoken character. He closes his eyes, taking a few deep breaths, before grabbing a flimsy white plastic bag out from the duffel bag. He shoots his hand to the bottom, grabbing one of the 15 bottles of soju he brought over. He wrenches open the bottle cap, before chugging half the bottle in one sitting. “How much stuff did you bring?” Changbin really is oddly stable considering he had just gotten called a twink and went off at someone through the phone. “About 15 bottles of soju, two tubs of ice cream, a few bags of those honey butter chips, all the cup ramens in the pantry, and a bunch of those Hi-Chews that I know you love because you keep taking them from me and eating them in class.” He grabs another bottle of soju from the plastic bag, as well as a pack of Hi-Chews. “Drink?” You sulk, taking the green bottle from him while he rips open a pack of candies, popping one in his mouth. “Damn, on Christmas day too, what an ass, Junwoo.” You roll your eyes, taking in a mouthful of alcohol from the bottle. “You’re so stupid Binnie, she’s going to ruin your life because of that stupid call.” “Me? Stupid? The only stupid thing here is you managing to stay with Junwoo for an entire year. I knew he was toxic from the start. Besides, what’s Jimin going to do? She’s got nothing on me. I might as well be the only person that hasn’t sent her nudes or something.” 

It sounds harsh, almost mean, but you know that he’s not lying. Your ex boyfriend was the most toxic, manipulative person you’ve ever been with yet you stayed with him for over a year, it’s unbelievable, really. 

“Can I take a cup ramen?” Changbin doesn’t even spare a glance at you, he’s typing away on his phone (Looks like the nagging has started, one could never expect no complaints after taking all the comfort food from the kitchen). “No, you can’t. I brought all this food because it’s three in the morning and I suddenly want to eat at your house. Of course you can, this is about you, do whatever you want.” You grab one of the cups from the bag, before sluggishly making your way to the kitchen to boil water. Seeing that you left your seat, Changbin empties out the plastic bag, before discarding all the rubbish that you left behind prior to his arrival. Tissues, boxes, chocolate wrappers, everything, he throws them all into the white bag. “That should do.” Ripping open a pack of honey butter chips (Minho needs to chill out about him taking a few packs considering he bulk bought these in boxes. One pack won’t hurt), he takes one, before setting it down and waiting for you to return.

Meanwhile, the remaining three in Changbin’s apartment have just received a reply. “Hey... hey hEY HEY WE GOT A TEXT BACK EVERYONE!” Both Seungmin and Minho gather around Jisung and his phone. “Changbin hyung says he’s not coming back tonight and that he’ll restock the food he took when he’s back, what do we do?” The two young ones look expectantly at Minho, as if he would have any good advice. “I don’t know, should I give him a call-” “Are you mad? He’s going to tear you to shreds hyung, don’t waste your life like that!” Minho sighs in exasperation. “Then we’ll just have to wait for him to be back.” Seungmin and Jisung look to the floor almost guiltily. “He won’t even tell us what happened... how are we supposed to do anything about it?” “You don’t, that’s what you do, you don’t do anything about it until he calms down and tells us about it. Now Seungmin, stop playing your games and Jisung, stop doing solo karaoke and go to sleep.”

【５：５８　ａｍ】 “This is going to be the first and last night you get to be this unhealthy, we’re using healthy coping mechanisms instead of… whatever the fuck this is.” You look at him, a mouthful of ramen hanging from your food vacuum as you slurp it up loudly (For context, you’ve managed to go through four cup ramens, two bags of chips, a pack of Hi-Chews, and an additional three bottles of soju to wash it all down. The two tubs of ice cream remain untouched in the freezer. In other words, you were binge eating, all while being shit faced drunk). The TV blares from in the front of the living room, the Mario Kart theme playing on loop. Your controller sits on the coffee table, completely unattended as you get busy with eating. “Haaaaah? I need the junk food Binnie, it’s all a part of recovery!” Changbin clicks his tongue, before flicking your forehead. “That’s just a shitty excuse to be unhealthy, we don’t stan that.” Frowning, you snatch a few chips with your chopsticks and shove them in your mouth grumpily. “Now, where were we... ah! Yeah! Prepare for another devastating loss Binnie! You shall not come out victorious!” (Cmon, you really think you could beat Changbin in Mario Kart drunk? Hunny, he was losing on purpose.) He lets out a breathy chuckle, before picking you up bridal style, walking to your room, and throwing you onto your bed. “That’s about enough for now, go to sleep. I already know your hangover tomorrow’s going to be absolutely horrible.” You whine, tossing and turning. “But I don’t wanna go to sleeeeeeep... I wanna win again... I wanna playyyyy... gamess....” And with that your voice trails off. “Idiot, you would just pass out halfway.” He closes the door behind him as he leaves your room, but not before gently releasing the console from your warm, clammy hands. Coming to terms with what he has to do next, Changbin massages his neck when he sees the absolute mess of a living room. “Now, where do we start?” All the homework and study cramming is about to come in handy as he starts to clean up all the rubbish left sitting around. He sets his eyes on your pink blanket. It’s 2°C out, his nose is prickly and red as he sneezes, and he still quickly notices an alcoholic smell wafting out from the pink throw blanket. Reaching over to feel it, the fabric is slightly damp under his touch. “Jesus Christ, you for sure spilled soju over this thing. Tag... tag... tag....” his hand roams around the thick blanket, feeling for a laundry tag. He whips his phone out, searching for a laundry care symbol guide (It’s been a while since he’s done laundry properly. Seungmin is in charge of doing everyone’s laundry since he contributes the least). “40°C water at the highest, tumble dry on low.... alright.” He bunches up the blanket, the fabric hanging to the floor from his arms. Trying to get to the laundry room hurriedly, he almost trips over the soft material, stomping on the floor obnoxiously loud to regain his balance (The neighbours are going to seriously hate him for this). He throws it into the washing machine and slams the compartment door shut. Scanning the room for detergent, he deadpans when he sees where it’s located. “Why would you put it that high up in the shelf? You’re not even that tall-” He tries everything, from standing on his tiptoes, to jumping in order to reach it. All those attempts end in vain, and he resorts to his final trick- climbing on top of the washing machine. “Cmon, just a feeeew more millimeters-” The dust from the top of the cabinet along with the temperature causes him to sneeze profusely, almost losing his balance. But with a hook of his fingers, he manages to push the bottle out, before grabbing it and using the bottle to push another bottle of dettol out. He wrenches open the lids, before clumsily pouring out the needed amounts, but not without spilling it on the floor. Cursing, he quickly sets the washing machine for a one hour cycle. He then grabs a random towel from on top of the machine and wipes the floor now. “I guess it’s squeaky clean now, you did good Changbin, you did good. Go me.” With one job done, he makes his way back to the living room. The main area is so messy that Changbin has to form a proper plan on how to clean everything up with the highest efficiency. He grabs the ramen cups, draining out the soup and throwing them out. The chopsticks clank together when they hit the kitchen sink as he turns the tap on. He grabs a sponge, soaking it in water and squeezing detergent onto it, before scrubbing the chopsticks clean. With the dishwashing done, he staggers his way towards the coffee table. He’s tired. He’s so fucking tired that his eyes are about to betray his mind. His arms are numb and the floor is wobbling from beneath his feet. He sneezes a few more times, sniffling. He sighs, wiping his nose and warming it up with the sleeve of his hoodie. If anyone pushes him with a bit of effort, he’ll probably fall over and pass out, but he absolutely refuses to let you wake up to a messy living room. He makes use of the vibrant Mario Kart podium segment still blaring on the TV to keep himself awake while he works on cleaning everything up. Seeing that the sky has progressed from pitch black to a beautiful, yet dreadful shade of aegean blue, he’s pretty sure he won’t be getting any sleep any time soon.

【７：４７　ａｍ】 You cough yourself awake to the burning stench of smoke. The world really said “Lol your life is burning and crumbling down” and took it a little too seriously. Fire, fire, fire, what’s the worst that could happen? Fire needs to give itself a vibe check, can’t it see that you don’t have the energy to deal with it right now? You squeeze your brows together and pull your sheets back over your body. If not for the panicked yelling from outside you would’ve stayed in bed and just waited for whatever fire was burning to reach your room. Hearing Changbin’s chain of swears and curses, you shoot up, more worried for him than for yourself. “CHANGBIN!” You get no reply. You’re horrified, probably both from the hangover working its magic at making you more paranoid and sensitive than you already are, and the possibility that the apartment’s going to burn down. You scramble to the kitchen, choking when you reach the hallway. The amount of smokiness in the living room makes it impossible to see anything clearly. One thing is for sure- there is no fire. What there is though, is a very startled Changbin squatting next to a tray of what looks like charcoal. 

“Binnie, what the fuck did you do?” 

Poor boy, he looks like a lost puppy, a small pout evident on his face. “I was trying to make you breakfast, but I think I set the oven to the wrong temperature, turns out it doesn’t take that much heat to toast bread.” Pinching your nose, you take a glance at the oven. “Changbin I- why is it set to 250 degrees?” “I just told you, I don’t think toast needs that much heat!” It’s almost funny how bad he fucked up. You would laugh wholeheartedly if not for the borderline deadly amount of smoke wafting around your apartment. “Changbin, I have a toaster.” “I don’t know how to use it though, it’s too digital and it makes weird noises.” You let out an exasperated sigh (You knew getting a digital toaster was eventually going to lead to some problems), taking the tray out from the oven and discarding the two pieces of what used to be toast. “Binnie, do me a favour and go open up the windows.” Hearing his cue to leave the crime scene, he rushes to the other side of the living room, opening everything up. “It’s been 84 years... fresh air, hello....” You let out a sarcastic chuckle, before throwing out the piece of foil on the tray. You scan your surroundings, everything is in place, the apartment is squeaky clean, your futon is on a drying rack outside on the balcony, and that’s when it hits you. “Changbin, if you tell me you didn’t get any sleep cleaning my place up for me, I will knock you out here and now.” You speed walk towards him faster than Karen walks to the manager, before taking in his features. His eyebags are heavier and darker than usual, his face is pale, his hair is a mess, his eyes focus on nothing in silence. “Seo Changbin!” You snap in front of his face, startling him out of his trancelike state. “Huh? I swear I’m okay, don’t even worry.” His voice is hoarse and nasally, and he sneezes a few times after his statement, sniffling and wiping his nose with his sleeve for the second time this day. You don’t even give him time to move away or protest. Your fingers pinch his ear at the speed of light, before pulling him to your room and practically shoving him onto your bed. “Sleep.” Changbin pouts, curling into a ball. “But I don’t need to sleep! I’m perfectly fine-” “No, you’re not, you almost burned my apartment down messing with the oven tired, sleep.” You don’t wait for a response as you slam the lights off and shut the bedroom door.

【２：２３　ｐｍ】It’s been about seven hours since you practically forced Changbin to sleep, the ending of the final episode of Death Parade reminding you of the time that has passed. “He’s still not up?” Mumbling to yourself, you creak the door to your room open, being as silent as possible. “Changbin?” No reply. The covers don’t even budge the slightest bit. You are so taking a photo of his sleeping face for future uses. The second you pull your phone out, it starts ringing, the recording of Jisung’s impression of Changbin’s iconic “Yoooooh” blaring through the speakers like a concert (The two of you snuck into one of his music project recording sessions without him knowing, music major things am I right). You throw yourself out of the room, picking the phone up. “Hello-” “(Y/n)!” Dear God it’s Jisung, loud as ever. “Where’s Changbin hyung?” Of course he didn’t tell them anything. “He’s here, asleep, I forced him to sleep.” “Okay, when he wakes up tell him that he owes us everything he took from the pantry, and that he should come home, thanks!” “Wait-” And that little shit hangs up on you just like that. You place your phone onto the coffee table, before going back to check on Changbin. Scratch the idea of a photo, you’ll just do it next time. You kneel down next to your bed, placing your palm on his forehead. “You idiot, thank God you didn’t cook and get me sick along with you.” Being a medical science major, you never overlook anybody’s wellbeing, especially not your best friend’s. When you feel his burning forehead, you almost slap him in his sleep. He’s in for it when he eventually wakes up. Trying your best, you pull the blanket out from underneath him (He fell asleep pretty much straight after you shoved him onto the bed). He stirs, mumbling softly. “Where... where am I...? Who... am... I...? Who are... you?” You scrunch your face up, finally ripping the blanket from underneath him. Working quickly, you throw it over him, before turning on the heat setting for the aircon in your room. Doesn’t look like he’s going to wake up anytime soon, he looks like a sleeping baby. Motionless and oddly talkative and soft. In the meantime, you might as well go read over the old messages with Junwoo and cry a little more.

【４：５８　ｐｍ】 It’s been another two hours, your eyes are puffy and red from the crying, Changbin still hasn’t woken up yet. You pick up the ramen cup and drag yourself forcefully from the couch to the kitchen, throwing the soup out along with the cup, and reaching up to find the paracetamol and fever relief patches (Which you bought five packs of at a time for a great buy three get two free deal) from the box of first aid and medical essentials. Taking it out of the box, you keep it in your pocket, just in case. You make your way to your room, opening up your cabinet and grabbing your car keys. You shove those into your pocket as well, before peeling off the wrapper of a fever relief patch and sticking that flat on Changbin’s forehead. You throw on a trenchcoat to cover up the fact that you’re wearing a pyjama shirt with tights, get your boots on, and head over to Jisung’s place.

【５：１７　ｐｍ】“Jisung! Let me in!” You rap at their door until your knuckles hurt and a slightly concerned Minho pulls it open, his three cats following their owner and rubbing their cute little cheeks on your leg. “Oh, it’s you. Come on in, Jisung’s not here, what do you need?” “I just need to grab clothes for Changbin, he won’t stop wiping his nose on his sleeve, it’s gross, and he needs a shower.” “Go ahead.” Shooting Minho a quick thanks, you run into Changbin’s room, rummaging through his drawers and cabinets. For someone with a major obsession with hoodies, he sure doesn’t have many. You randomly grab a pair of sweats, along with a tshirt and the thickest hoodie you can find, before you drop the clothes, letting out a funny sound of embarrassment. “Fuck, Minho!” 

【５：３９　ｐｍ】It’s warm. It’s really warm, in contrast to how Changbin remembers feeling the last time he was awake. What time even is it? He doesn’t have his phone, and he notices that it’s starting to go dark out, looks about 6pm for the typical Korean winter... and the sound of running water? He kicks the blanket off of him (which he doesn’t remember covering himself with), and is welcomed by an oddly warm room for 2°C weather. Did you manage to throw the blanket over him and turn the heater on at some point when he was asleep? A lump forms at his throat at the thought, a tiny smile threatening to show. The light from the bathroom blinds him temporarily when he opens the bedroom door, and as his eyes adjust to the light, he can see you filling up a bathtub with water. “Oh, you’re awake, just in time.” He’s still dazed from the drowsiness as he staggers a little bit into the bathroom. “I got you a change of clothes, underwear and all, and paracetamol there for your fever.” You’re in your trench coat, the one you wouldn’t shut up about after buying, or so he remembers. “Did you go over to mine to get the clothes?” You let out a breathy chuckle, cupping your cheeks sarcastically. “Oh no! I secretly hide a stash of your clothes and underwear in my house! Get in the bath Binnie, I’ll make dinner outside.��� He’s hesitant, but as you close the door behind him he can’t help but be welcomed by the bubbly hot bath in front of him.

【６：００　ｐｍ】“Did you take the paracetamol I left in there?” You chuckle a little at the towel hanging around his neck. “You look like one of those hardcore grandpas in animes.” You stir the tiny stone pot in front of you, making sure not to splash the red soup onto your shirt. “Yeah, I took the pill, thanks.” From the corner of your eye, you can see Changbin heading towards the kitchen. “Uh uh uh, stop right there buddy. You are not going anywhere near the kitchen, nope. I know you want to help, but I’m almost done, so just sit your ass down at the coffee table.” He does as you say like an obedient little puppy, sitting down at the wooden table. Putting on a pair of oven mitts, you carefully carry the scorching hot pot and a plastic mat to the table, setting it down while the liquid continues bubbling. “Now you can go in and help me grab the rice and bowls.”  

Changbin once told you that he would never set his eyes on one of your “stupid japanese cartoons” because apparently they're too immature for a 5′6 college student to watch. That’s complete bullshit. He doesn’t even see the kimchi stew drip onto your coffee table because his eyes are glued to Hunter x Hunter which you coaxed him into watching with you. You scoff, mixing the stew into your rice. “Move your spoon Changbin, it’s dripping all over my table.” He snaps out of his trance, hovering his spoon on top of his rice instead. “Poor Ikalgo, all he wanted was to be a squid and have friends....” “Are you going to eat up or not?” You watch as his hand slowly tilts to let the liquid drip into his rice, his eyes not once leaving the tv screen as he mixes it and shoves a spoonful into his mouth. “Ikalgo... you deserve everything. Absolutely everything.” This is a sight, you take your phone out and snap a pic before he notices. “What happened to anime being too immature for you huh?” “Shut up (Y/n).” He retorts, shoving another heaping spoonful of rice into his mouth. “Are you... about to cry?” Changbin continues to stuff his mouth with food, his cheeks puffing up. “Oh my god you’re crying! You’re crying over an anime!” “No I’m not.” He forces himself to mumble out a disagreement with all that food in his mouth, however his watery eyes completely betray him and say otherwise. You stay silent, smirking at him knowingly. “It’s just Ikalgo deserves so much better, if Killua doesn’t become his friend I’m going to stop watching.” He looks so reluctant to admit it that you start laughing, a snort sounding from your nose. “Called it, you’re getting sentimental over a childish fucking anime!” “I’ll kill you if you tell anyone, Seungmin will never let me live this down.” “Thanks for the idea, idiot.”

【１０：４２　ｐｍ】Sentimental hours are open starting from 10:30pm till whenever your body decides to fall asleep. Poor Changbin has been trying to comfort you since then, yet all has been in vain. “Changbinnie, am I really good enough for anyone then? Am I good enough for someone to just stay with me?” No one likes seeing a pretty girl cry, let alone their best friend being said pretty girl. Seeing you cry pulls on his heartstrings. It angers him to the point where all he wants to do is break Junwoo’s face, yet knowing how you wouldn’t like a fight is the only thing stopping him from going along with his desires. “(Y/n), for the last time, you are more than good enough. Please just listen, he was a douchebag all along, you knew that. He didn’t do this because you weren’t good enough for him, he did this because he was selfish and toxic, at least he’s out of your life for good now.” You slump into the mattress further, Changbin staring at you hopelessly. “You can’t keep this up you know, it’s self destructive.” You try your best to move your eyes towards him, but the angle you’re lying in doesn’t allow for that as you feel the strain in the corner of your eye. “For the record I am very much aware of that, thank you.” You feel a hand on the top of your head, stroking your hair softly. “It’s gonna be okay, you’re better off without him and there’s plenty of fish in the sea anyways.” You turn and toss a little bit, shoving your face into and wrapping your arms around his torso while you sulk (If people didn’t know better, they would mistake the two of you for a couple). Your fingers grazing his body sent warm pinpricks up his spine and feathers in his stomach. Changbin’s hand never leaves your head even as you stop sniffling and the room slowly shifts into a comfortable silence. “How is it that you treat me better than how my ex did so for me?” His eyes leave the phone in his other hand to glance at you empathetically. For a moment, he isn’t the witty, sharp tongued Changbin everyone came to know. He hopes you can’t see the almost devastating look on his face as he smiles pitifully, such vulnerability that he will only ever show towards you. “Anyone could treat you better than that guy.” He doesn’t get a verbal reply, but instead receives a string of soft snores slightly muffled by the fabric of his sweater. Satisfied, he has to pry your arms off of him to reach the lights, turning them off. “Binnie, come backkkkkk...” Freezing in his tracks at your words, he sighs, rolling his eyes in slight amusement. He slips himself in bed next to you, getting comfortable with your arms back around his torso. You mumble a few incoherent words, before dosing back to sleep. 

Meanwhile in Changbin’s apartment, Jisung feels a sneeze coming. He braces for the impact, before sneezing once, then twice, then the third time. “Oh my god, it’s happening.” Seungmin side eyes him, giving Jisung a weird look. “Not you with your stupid mind bonds or whatever you call it.” “No I swear, it’s real, three sneezes that’s what I told Changbin hyung would happen if he ever did it.”

Now, the two of you have long since passed out amidst the comfort of your bed. However, let me share you a little secret, You, who were the most reluctant to share your sanctuary with someone else, you’re going to wake up from the best sleep you’ve had in months tomorrow morning.

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LEGEND OF ZELDA TRAILER JUST FUCKING DROPPED

LEGEND OF ZELDA TRAILER JUST FUCKING DROPPED

LEGEND OF ZELDA TRAILER JUST FUCKING DROPPED WHAT

WE'RE GETTING A NEW GAME CALLED TEARS OF THE KINGDOM FIRST SONIC FRONTIERS AND NOW LEGEND OF ZELDA GIRL I'M EATING SO WELL THESE DAYS

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Super Smash Bros. Fighter Presentation

Super Smash Bros. Brawl Fighters 1/2

MASTER HAND: The third game in the series is “Super Smash Bros. Brawl” for Nintendo Wii! For the game’s newcomers, we have one of Kirby's rivals, an honorable swordsman who travels around the world challenging strong opponents to duels. He is “The Masked Swordsman”, number 27, Meta Knight!

Theme: Victory! Meta Knight by Comic Mystic

(Meta Knight steps to center stage, slashes Galaxia twice, and then points it in front of himself.)

META KNIGHT: Fight me, if you dare.

CRAZY HAND: First appearance, “Kirby’s Adventure” for Nintendo Entertainment System!

MASTER HAND: Next, the flightless angel that serves as “The Captain of the Goddess of Light’s Guard”, having taken down entire armies, as well as several gods, a crew of space pirates, an alien race, and the embodiment of chaos itself. Meet number 28, Pit!

Theme: Victory! Pit - Super Smash Bros. Ultimate

(Pit flies to center stage, separates the Palutena Bow, then flourishes its blades before striking a pose.)

PIT: It’s game over for you!

CRAZY HAND: First appearance, “Kid Icarus” for Nintendo Entertainment System!

MASTER HAND: The next fighter is the galaxy’s most feared bounty hunter. Oh, you’ve already been introduced to this one. Well, what if she didn’t have her Power Suit? You get “The Warrior Within”, number 29, Zero Suit Samus!

Theme: Victory! Zero Suit Samus (Unique Version) by LUCKYRiCK

(Samus steps to center stage, tosses her Paralyzer into the air, spins once, and catches it behind herself.)

SAMUS: Is that all?

CRAZY HAND: First appearance, “Metroid: Zero Mission” for Nintendo Game Boy Advance!

MASTER HAND: Next, we find ourselves face-to-face with the slobbish and greedy polar opposite childhood rival of Mario, “The Scoundrel with a Fart of Gold”, number 30, Wario!

Theme: Victory! Wario - Super Smash Bros. Brawl

(Wario crazily rides out on his motorcycle and does donuts at center stage.)

WARIO: (laughing like a madman) I’m-a Wario! I’m-a gonna win!

CRAZY HAND: First appearance, “Super Mario Land 2: 6 Golden Coins” for Nintendo Game Boy!

(He holds up three fingers forming a “W”, first with his left hand, then his right, then both hands simultaneously.)

WARIO: Wah, wah, wah!

CRAZY HAND: His biker outfit made its debut in “WarioWare, Inc.: Mega Microgame$” for Nintendo Game Boy Advance!

MASTER HAND: Now for an intensely hype fighter. One of the original stealth game heroes, a mercenary formerly affiliated with the high-tech special operations group FOXHOUND, and a clone of the once-renowned super-soldier Big Boss. You all know and loved when he returned to Smash after ten years, “The Legendary Mercenary”, number 31, David, A.K.A., Solid Snake!

Theme: Victory! Snake - Super Smash Bros. Ultimate

(A pair of crouching legs under a box step out. The box gets thrown off by Snake hiding under it.)

SNAKE: Kept you waiting, huh?

CRAZY HAND: First appearance, “Metal Gear” for MSX2!

MASTER HAND: Next, the leader of the Greil Mercenaries, whom he’s led through several trials and ended the Mad King’s War since his father’s death. He is “The Radiant Hero of Legend”, number 32, Ike!

Theme: Victory! Ike by GB6

(Ike steps to center stage and hoists Ragnell over his shoulder.)

IKE: I fight for my friends.

CRAZY HAND: First appearance, “Fire Emblem: Path of Radiance” for Nintendo GameCube!

MASTER HAND: Next, this fighter hails from the Kanto region, “The One Who Aims For Champion”, Pokémon Trainer Red!

Theme: Victory! Pokémon Trainer by GB6

(Red steps to center stage and triumphantly raises his Poké Ball up.)

RED: Gotta catch ‘em all!

CRAZY HAND: First appearance, “Pokémon Red and Blue” for Nintendo Game Boy!

MASTER HAND: The fighter numbers go to his three Pokémon, all of whom also debuted in this game, the Tiny Turtle Pokémon, number 33, Squirtle…

(Squirtle steps to center stage and raises its arms.)

SQUIRTLE: Squirtle!

MASTER HAND: …the Seed Pokémon, number 34, Ivysaur…

(Ivysaur steps to center stage and shakes from side to side.)

IVYSAUR: Saur!

MASTER HAND: …and the Flame Pokémon, number 35, Charizard!

(Charizard steps to center stage and stands upright and puffs its chest out.)

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Alexander Vodka lines

I did most of the characters, but some I don't know or genuinely can't think of anything. Hope this is good >-<

Hello: Hey there, your that Traveler fella ain’t ya? Hope I don't owe you copyrights for  the name. Hm? I don’t? Well then, what can I help ya with?

Adventures? Sure why not, I could use the inspiration.

Two names: You’re curious why I have two names? Well it's sort of a thing in Snezhnaya that officers and other high ranking people have two names, like how harbingers do. Since I’m a high ranking member of the Schneznayan authors association, well former member, I have the name “Eis Cay’zar” meaning “ice ruler”. And Alexander Vodka is a pen name. Hm? What's my resistance name and real one? Well now Traveler, a man must have some secrets.

Change of tone: Ah yes, people often find the way I change from more eloquent speech to more casual off putting. Well it's the same reason I wear two sets of clothes: sometimes I feel like looking like an old noir hero, other times I like looking like a new age caped crusader. Sometimes I like sounding high society, other times I enjoy sounding like I’m from Khaen’ria.

How do you know about Khaen’ria: Well I was looking for accents and found out about a place called “New York” or something, a bit of investigation and I discovered everything. My source? That's a secret, ehe.

Good morning: Mornin’ Traveler! What's in the mornin’ paper?

Noon: Lunch time, my favourite time of the day. Let’s go get some pizza, I’m famished!

Afternoon: Almost time to punch out, let's go knock some skulls first.

Night: *yawn* Today was fun, thanks buddy. Get some shut eye, or if you can't come meet me at (wanmin/angels share/the tea house), first rounds on me!

When it rains: I am so glad I got over my fear of contacts.

When it rains(with glasses outfit): Hey can we get under something? I can barely see!

When it stops raining: The smell that comes after rain has always been one of my favorites.

When it snows: Perfect weather to bundle up with a nice hot cup of hot chocolate!

When it stops snowing: Do you ever miss home, Traveler?

About freedom: I warned Barbados, you know that? I knew that as long as he saw it coming, Signora wouldn’t stand a chance. But he just looked at me and said, “good, when I’m gone mondstadt will be truly free of the gods”. That’s a man I’d follow to the depths of the abyss and back.

About Venti: Speaking of Barbados, he’s a great drinking buddy. Me and him knock back a couple hundred rounds whenever I’m in Mondstadt! Course I’m always paying the tab, but I consider it a way of repaying him for making songs about my books.

About Kaeya: The cavalry captain? He’s pretty cool if you ask me, modeled as Rex Mondoleon for the cover of a historical fiction book I made. But I’d still like to know what he’s hiding behind that smile.

About Diluc: Don’t tell him I told you this, but one time I found Diluc after he was hit by an abyss spell that made him drunk. While he was drunk he kept ranting about how sorry he is for kicking out his brother. The poor guy has all that forgiveness in him but he’s too afraid to let it out.

About Jean: The acting grandmaster of the knights is someone truly deserving of respect. She leads by being a good person and earning the respect of her people, and she has never once tried to cover up the mistakes of the knights. In fact if a knight makes a mistake she’ll rush out to fix it. Jean should be the grandmaster, not that crooked old bastard.

About Lisa: Lisa was my first friend in Mondstadt. She mailed me about getting copies of my books into the Mondstadt library, I said I’d do a signing to promote a new one, one thing led to another and now we have tea every ninth day of the month.

About Rosaria: Don’t tell anyone, but I’m very sure she’s a vampire. A nice one, but still.

About Barbara: Awe that little doll? I once saw her kill multiple fatui because they threatened some sick and injured travelers. So I think she’s a great person, takes compassion to save lives and guts to handle taking them as well.

About Bennett: Bennett? Yeah I know him, nice kid. He likes my books but kept breaking them, so now I make special enchanted ones so he can’t break them even if he tried.

About Razor: The guardian of wolvendom? He’s a weird one alright, but he’s not a bad guy. I taught him how to read and write.

About Fischl: That crazy kid? I don’t care what everyone else says, she’s nice. People need to learn to just leave people alone, she’s not hurting anyone with her persona.

About Noelle: You will never find someone more dedicated too...well anything than Noelle is too the knights and her training.

About Klee: Klee and I are great friends! Nothing is more stimulating than massive explosions!

About Amber: She always has interesting stories to tell, like one time where she got rid of some bandits by making a dummy merchant cart filled with explosives! Or the time she had to help a kid get her pet giant snake out from the cathedral!

About Zhongli: Heh, he thinks he’s slick, but I know he’s Rex Lapis. Gotta say I kinda hate him for just giving up his gnosis, however he did it to free his people so I can’t be mad.

About Ninnguang: Never much cared for economics because I don’t know much about ‘em, so I can’t say anything about her business sense. But I can say that she’s a great leader who puts her people first.

About Keqing: Haven’t talked to her enough to know much, but she’s dedicated to her people and that's enough for me. Her dislike of blind faith in the gods is definitely enough to make me want to get to know her better though.

About Qiqi: Qiqi’s a nice kid, I don’t care what anyone says her being a zombie doesn’t make her bad.

About Baizhu: Snake man? Nice guy, helps me be accurate in my books. Always worry about him though, one hot breeze and he’s out like a light.

About Xingqiu: Xingqiu always tries to hide his good deeds, and while I can respect anonymity I can’t let a hero go unsung. So I’ve written multiple short stories about him using a different name, and put in the beginnings that it’s based on a true story.

About Chongyun: His popsicles are great inventions, I’ve played around with the idea a bit and made flavored ones. So far I’ve got strawberry and grape down and am working on this weird fruit called a..Banananana? I think?

About Beidou: Captain Beidou is so cool! She tells me stories about her journeys out to see and I write about them, but after seeing her in action I can’t really say that I do her justice.

About Kazuha: Kazuha has suffered so much, yet he refuses to give up and curl up away from the world when he so easily could. I have immense respect for him.

About Xianling: You’d be surprised at how good slime and boar tusk can be.

About Xiao: I’ve written down many myths and legends of the yaksha, but sadly I've never seen him in person.

About Verr Goldet: Oh she’s great company! Good business sense, and always polite.

About Gorou: Many people rightly attribute the Resistance’s survival and victories to general Kokomi, but it’s wrong to say general Gorou isn’t a brilliant strategist. He knows how to rally his men against impossible odds, and how to keep them standing against them. I’d follow general Gorou into battle any day.

About Ayaka: Ayaka seems so lonely, I hope when this is all done she can have some form of social life.

About Thoma: Thoma’s as cool as he seems. He always has a level head, and solves problems smoothly and without issues.

About Yoimia: KABOOOM!

About Kokomi: One time I was doing an interview of her excellency, to boost morale and draw new members. I intended on asking for her autograph, only for her to ask for mine! I’ve been riding that high for a while now and still ain’t come down.

About Signora: I hate fatui, but without that she has some good qualities: most of her power is her own unlike most other harbingers, and she’s a sharp dresser. Plus she’s actually justified in her choice to join the fatui, not excused, but isolation can justify many crimes in my book. But no matter what I can’t forgive her. She attacked my friend without a chance for him to fight back, and was unfairly cruel. Nothing can justify that, and I will not forgive her as long as she remains unapologetic for her cowardly cruelty.

About Childe: Fatui are scum, but Childe’s probably the best of them: he personally tries to keep civilians and the weak out of fatui business, and he’s only in it to make sure his family lives well. He also is powerful on his own, but most of his strength is the Tsaritsa’s well deserved gifts. Still though, he’s just a single stressful day from losing all his morals. I can’t leave the fate of my homeland to a madman like him, not unless he gets therapy.

About Scaramouche: Scaramouche...that bastard, it’s been five years and he still owes me 30,061 mora.

About the Fatui: The fatui are really just people who are lost or genuinely believe they’re in the right, and while I can sympathize and respect many of them I can't agree nor can I just stand by and watch. The grunts usually aren’t that bad, honestly they’re more like underpaid graduates new to the workforce, but the fighters you see daily? Almost all of them are scum no better than raiders, and debt collectors are the worst of them because they’ll do anything they can to scam you out of everything in their contracts.

About us-commissions: You know, if you’d like to commission a biography it’s 100 mora per ten pages.

About us-inspiration: You’re a font of inspiration for me, ya know that?

About us-fellow rebels: I’ve been with ya enough to know that this path you’re on, the one to find your sis/bro, you’re fighting against something far beyond my ability to deal with. I won’t abandon you, I’ll be here every step of the way.

About us-friends: We’ve been through a lot pal, I’m glad to call you my friend. Please, call me my rebel name: it’s Belgrade, named after the city where some very brave men took their last stand against oppression.

Hobbies: Well you have reading and writing, otherwise? Can't think of anything.

Favorite food: Grilled tiger fish, come get it while it’s hot!

Least favorite food: I really wanna try it, but I can’t have almond tofu. Or any nuts. Closes my throat right up.

Something to share: Hehe, I got embarrassing dirt on all the harbingers. Signora? She has a Tsaritsa body pillow. Scaramouche? He knits sweaters for his pet pig, cute but he hates letting people know. And Childe? Hoo man, the pics I’ve got on him have put a pretty mora on my head.

About me: Hey have you seen my dice? I wanted to teach the mondstadt kids how to play them...hm? What?! No, not gambling! It’s, uh, a tad embarrassing...h-hey look! Literally anything else, let's pay attention to it!

About me II: Alright! These rolls are great, can’t wait to use them next game. I’m so proud of Fischl, so young yet so imaginative. She’s already-ah! T-traveler! What are you doing?..

You know I’m the one meant to be learning the secrets here.

About me III: Back in Snezhnaya, everyone looks down on things that don’t “conform” where even the most rigid of nations like Inazuma have stopped caring. Adults can't play games, men can’t wear dresses, can’t even have a “weird” sense of humor. No laws against it, but being outcasted is...it’s not good…

About me IV: I wish I grew up in Mondstadt. The kids there are so free to be themselves, and the adults aren’t pressured to be nothing more than working hands. It’s not perfect, after all people are rude to Fischl and Benny for being “different”, but it’s better that’s for sure.

About me V: Hey traveler...this is...no it’s not embarrassing. You’re my friend and I have no reason to be embarrassed by wanting to enjoy time with you! Fischl’s going to run a pen and paper dice game, ever played one? It’s super fun, you get to be anything you want really, and it’s a great way to bond.

You will? Great! I’ll help you make a character!

Alexander’s troubles: It’s so hard to find publishers these days. Noone wants an actual plot, they just want twist after twist. What’s up with that?! Shock value is no substitute for characters you love living fulfilling lives.

Happy birthday: Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday you crazy bastard, happy birthday to you! Seriously pal, you put yourself in harm's way every day it seems, we literally met when you were fighting an actual god! Actually, know what? No danger all day! We’re wrapping ourselves in blankets and just relaxing!

Feelings about ascension-intro: woah, somethin’ feels different. I like it!

Feelings about ascension-building up: man, I’m feeling inspired all of a sudden! Hey traveller, give me a prompt!

Feelings about ascension-climax: HA! I don’t know what high I’m riding but I like it, I just finished writing a whole book series!

Feelings about ascension-conclusion: WOO! YEAH! ULRICH MIKAEL KEEPS WINNIN’!-I-I meant Alexand-ah forget it, I’m feelin’ too good to care!

OCs:

About Louis: That crazy inventor guy from Fontaine? I heard he got used by the fatui, damn shame that. Noone deserves to have their heart played with like that.

About Spritefather: You ever heard of Spritefather? I’ve only heard legends, but the fanmail I keep getting tells me that sometimes things are only legendary until someone writes them down.

About the Storytraveler: There’s this woman who travels from universe to universe to fix things, she’s in Teyvat right now. You should meet her, really nice person. But her powers are a bit weird, why does she transform like that? It takes so much time!

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Tagging: @love-psxlm, @storytravelled, @genshin-obsessed, @golden-wingseos

[darksideofparis]

miss paris what I would give to read your 10xAva and your 09xshareen fics... do you have any idea when you may get to them? please can we get some crumbs?

So, I have absolutely no idea when I'm going to get around to Ava and Shareen's fics. I'm really just concentrating on trying to finish up 'Pros and Cons'. BUT, I'm more than happy to provide some breadcrumbs!

So, starting off with Ava, she comes in in Series 2, not long after the events of 'The Age of Steel'/'Rise of the Cybermen' for the Doctor and Rose. She's working as an assistant to as yet unknown actress Lauren Bacall while the latter is filming To Have and Have Not, her first of four films with Humphrey Bogart.

Ava's story is essentially my love letter to classic Hollywood films and we'll see her working behind the scenes on several notable movies of the Golden Age. Some of those films include other Bogie/Bacall pairings such as The Big Sleep, and Bogie leading films The Treasure of the Sierra Madre and The African Queen.

Ava is also an aspiring writer/costumer. When we first meet her, she's trying to work on a script to submit to Warner Bros. (assuming she can work up the nerve to submit anything to the notorious Jack Warner, head of the studio), but she eventually comes to the realization that her writing better suits novels. And let's just say she's got some pretty unique inspiration in the form of a certain madman and his blue police box. . .

Now onto my girl, Shareen! We meet her in 'Aliens of London', where, upon learning that her BFF Rose Tyler is newly returned from a year-long disappearance, she immediately rushes over to the Powell Estate and is soon sucked up into her best friend's new world of aliens and time travel.

Shareen is Troublemaker With a Heart of Gold. There's nothing more she loves than getting into mischief, making her an excellent candidate as a companion. But she's also willing to help people in need, and if that means getting into trouble because of it, that's all right.

Similar to how Ava's series is devoted to Hollywood cinema, Shareen's series is all about the true crime. This is a girl who loves true crime podcasts (and even ends up starting one!), counts Forensic Files as being one of her favorite TV shows, and can rattle off serial killer trivia the way most of her peers can rattle off football team stats. The Doctor strongly suspects Shareen wants to actually meet a famous serial killer, but this is something Shareen strongly denies. Though I'm strongly considering doing an original adventure a la the Legends of Tomorrow episode 'Slay Anything', so you never know. . .

[battysgamecorner]

nyello I am BATTY [they/them] and I run this show!!

on this blog you will (hopefully) find headcanons, imagines, reader-inserts, aesthetics, and arts of your favourite video game characters. or at least some of them. I only focus on video games and I only write for the fandoms that are listed on this post. subject to change as I get into new things

FANDOMS I CURRENTLY WRITE FOR / ABOUT:

DISHONORED!! please ask about dishonored it is a special interest and I adore it with all my little dark heart. I'm much more into the first game but ye

FINAL FANTASY XV!! I'm currently replaying the game for a 4th time and therefore is my current hyperfixation

DEVIL MAY CRY!! if there is one thing u must know about ur dear ol mod it's that they love vergil sparda with all their heart

MORTAL KOMBAT!! I've obsessed over mk since I was very young, so the series as a whole is near and dear to my heart

DRAGON AGE!! this is one of those fandoms I wish I could escape but I cannot. help me

DEATH STRANDING!! I loved the game so much and honestly it deserves more love than it got

I also love tons of other games, like tf2, gtav, the far cry series, resident evil, apex legends, etc. but I'm really selective abt what I take in rn until I have my feet on the ground.

THINGS I WON'T TOUCH WITH A 10 FT POLE:

pedophilic, incestuous, racist, or homophobic topics. anything that could be considered as such Will be kept in quarantine for me n my friends to look at n laugh at any or deleted immediately

no hate whatsoever. idc if u have beef with ships or characters, this is a positive space and there are other parades u can piss on !!!!

discourse topics. i know a lot of source materials have their issues but like. bro i’m here to have fun, YOU’RE here to have fun, lighten up a lil

bro everything else is like? fair game. this is all just for me to have fun and for u to have fun and i honestly can’t wait to go off the shits and tag every single post like a madman