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Clash of Triton 2011 PC/Mac

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Top Gun Coffee Shop plus other stuff AU Idea (Part 1)

Jake moves to California to start a new life and starts working as a barista in a coffee shop.

The shop owners are Iceman and Maverick, who runs it with their son, Rooster, who manages the books and a lot of the behind the scenes stuff. Phoenix is the general manager, and Bob is the other barista/event coordinator.

The coffee shop is a front for the real business of them participating in information brokerage, middle man, forgery, smuggling, and other underworld business.

There are a series of different interesting customers that come in, and the staff are surprised that Jake just rolls with it. They're confused on how stuff doesn't faze him, they think he might already be on to their business, but nope, he's way too focus on making coffee great and learning how to cook pastries.

(A very tall man with a slightly beat down suit and a small scratch on his cheek came in. He was shifting his weight between two feet, making sure that the bag he came in with was hidden behind his back.

"Hello there, welcome to the Top Flight Cafe, where we may not offer flights, but our coffee can send you to the moon, what can I get for ya?" Jake drawled barely giving the man a glance before scowling back at the POS system.

"They don't do flights, anymore? What happen to the shipments?" The man asked confused as he squinted at Jake.

"I dunno, sir, you gotta ask Mr. Bradshaw about that one, but I'm pretty sure we don't do supply shipments ourselves, a truck comes with the flour and all the imported coffee goods," Jake said, shrugging. "All I do is help carry them on my shoulder to the back and count 'em, that's all.

"You guys transport the flour on regular flour bags," the man's voice said incredulously, stressing the word flour too much for Jake's understanding.

"I mean, what else are we gonna use?" Jake asked, raising a brow. "If ya really wanna know, you can call Mr. Bradshaw, but aside from that what can I get for ya?"

"Hey Jake, I'll take this customer back in my office, he's my guy, did you take his order, yet?" Mav said bursting from the back of the bakery as he speed-walked towards the counter flashing an awkward smile between the two of them. "He's new, he didn't know to bring you directly to me," Mav said.

"Not yet, Mav," Jake said.

"Yeah, what do you want, our meeting may take a while," Mav said glancing at the other man.

"Uh huh," the man said, squinting suspiciously, "An espresso would be fine, Mav," the other man, said.

"And I'll have a double shot espresso and an everything bagel with strawberry cream cheese and bacon," Mav said cheerfully rounding the counter and clapping the other man on the shoulder. "Leave the goods on the employee's break room table, me and Sli will catch up, no need to ring him up," Mav said steering the taller man away.

It was comical to see how the much taller man let him.

"I don't want to catch up with you, I wanted Ice," the man name 'Sli' said with a sigh. Almost like he's pouting.

"Tough luck, we're a two in one deal," Mav said as they walked through the back area.

Jake shrugged and made the order. Mav always had chaotic orders.)

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He's so focused on doing his job, that he manages to miss some telling signs that the coffee shop wasn't just a coffee shop.

("Hey Bradley," Jake says bursting into the managers office, darting forward to the supplies closet without a glance towards his general manager. "Do we have anymore markers? We ran out, and writing with a pen on cups is annoying." Jake said opening the closet widely and rummaging through it.

Bradley immediately muttered something in another language on the phone before hanging up, shutting several folders, and shoving papers down his suitcase and into some of the desk drawers.

"Yeah, buddy, I think they're behind the box of batteries--"

"Found them, thanks, man," Jake said barely even glancing his way as he waved before he went out.

Making Bradley's efforts useless, but better safe than sorry, right?

He really should start putting the supplies closet outside the office.)

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Javy, Mickey, and Reuben visit Jake and they seem to be wary of the coffee shop. Jake shrugs them off because he's starting to really like the place and the job he's steadily getting good at.

("I don't burn the coffee all the time, anymore, man!" Jake said smiling widely as he handed Javy a cup.

"I'm so proud of you, buddy." Javy said in a deadpan as he sipped his coffee. "Do you know how to froth milk, now?"

"Yeah, Ice taught me during my first day," Jake said smiling brightly.

"Ice, huh?" Payback said muttering to himself.

"Yeah, they apparently have weird nicknames, his is Iceman," Jake said nonchalantly as he wiped down the counter.)

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Eventually, shit hits the fan. The coffee shop is stormed during regular day hours on a weekday. After the lunch rush where everything has been quiet. Men armed to the teeth burst in, making people drop to the ground as they pointed guns at the few customers that were there.

Jake just continued to wipe down the counter as he calmly walked in front of the register.

"What can I get for you folks today?" Jake said in a bored manner. "If you wanna buy some manners, you gotta get them somewhere else, though, unless you wanna show me ya got some by putting away the guns? These ladies and gentlemen are customers just like ya'll they have the right to be here like you do."

"Jake," Bob hissed tugging the back of the other man's shirt harshly.

"SHUT THE HELL UP, Where the fuck is Iceman, Bobby?" The leader said pointing the gun at him.

"Mr. Kazansky ain't here today, and even if he was, you can't just ask for him easily like you can ask for coffee," Jake drawled.

"Jake, stop." Bob gritted out before facing the antagonists. "He's not going to give in with whatever you guys want, you know. However, if you put the guns down, we can talk about this," Bob said with steel in his voice as he removed his glasses and rested them to the side.

One of the men huffed out a laugh, "You have no leverage against us, Bobby-boy, we have you outnumbered today. All we got to do is to kill you one by one, he's always been fond of his staff. Especially normies like him," the man said nodding in Jake's direction. "He really knows nothing, huh? Unfortunate that his hick brain doesn't have a sense of self-preservation--"

"Rude, I am a delight," Jake drawled, resting his hands on the counter and leading forward. "Buttt that's more of my charmin' personality, you won't find it delightful if I take action. Only I can call Bobert names after all, ya know?"

"Pfft-- what's blondie here gonna do--"

Bob couldn't believe his eyes, he was accustomed to violence. Raised in it by this point, but he never expected it from Jake of all people. And he never expected it to be so smooth, fast, and efficient. By the end of it, all of the armed men were incapacitated on the ground, the leader on his knees as Jake looked down at him and pinched his cheeks together with one hand, staring impassively.

"Considering I'm the one standing here while all your friends are done for," Jake started, voice even and smooth. "It seems like this hick has more self-preservation than you, do," Jake said smiling before delivering a sharp hit to the temple making the man pass out on the ground.

Jake put his hands on his hips and looked upward as if praying to God for strength before pulling out his phone. He looked back at Bob and gestured for him to give him a moment, as he brought the phone to his hear.

"Hey Coyote," Jake said chuckling weakly as he pinched the bridge of his nose and gave a deep sigh. "Seems like I'm back in the game, although, it may have seemed that I never left in the first place," Jake said huffing out a low laugh and shaking his head in disbelief. "I need clean-up crew, now."

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part 2

[keirawantstocry]

good morning afternoon evening and night (talking to you using a news flash voice) would you like some angst today

alrighty so you know how qtubbo is placing signs of em and sunny around the house to cope with their "coma"? made it poly morning crew but its him trying to cope that fitpac are dating and "leaving him behind" (hugs and kisses) (drink warm water even though it can be hot!)

good morning, afternoon, evening, and night to you too!!! I'm drinking water as I write this:) (it took it in a slightly different direction but I hope you enjoy) 

(hugs and kisses)

tw for derealization (i think. its a bit of a hallucinatory state with lots of confusion so be safe <3)

Everything felt very blurry, every one of Tubbo's sensations pinned into a single touch. Pac's hand on his arm. His smile was more blinding than the sun and Fit was by his side. It felt like they had been hanging out for hours. Tubbo wasn't sure what they had been doing. Everything was distant. He wasn't even sure where they were right now. 

“I love you,” Pac said, sounding as if his voice was coming through a tunnel. 

“What?” Tubbo tried to say but no sound came out of his mouth. “I love you too,” he tried to say. Nothing. He tried to scream. Tried to get any of it out. “I love you. I love you. I love you I love you I love you.” 

Pac was smiling at him through his growing distress. “It's okay,” he said, his voice sounding even farther than before. Fit was stepping back with every beat of Tubbo's heart in his ears. 

Fit was pulling Pac back. 

“Wait,” Tubbo pleaded. “Wait for me. Bring me with.” 

Pac was fading into the black of the nothingness surrounding them. 

Fit was right up in his face now, searching his expression with desperate eyes. “Tubbo,” he said. 

“Fit. I don't understand. Don't leave me, man.” 

Fit smiled sadly at him, before taking his face in his hands and kissing him on the forehead. Tubbo's eyes fluttered shut. It was so warm. 

His touch was gone in an instant like he had blown away with the wind. Tubbo opened his eyes while tears threatened to spill out. 

“Why?” he asked softly to the emptiness with no reply. 

Tubbo awoke with a start. He gasped as tears slid down his cheeks, his hands reaching around desperately to find human touch. Nothing. 

“Sunny?” he said, sitting up. 

Across the room was one of her signs. “Hello my pa!” it read. 

“Hello, Sunny,” Tubbo said. She must have just placed it. They were around here. They were right there. They were right in front of him. She was waiting for him. “Sunny, I love you.” 

“I love you too pa :D” 

She wasn't there. No, she had to be. Where else could they be? 

“Sunny, sweetie,” his voice cracked on the pet name. “Poppet?” 

"I'm right here Pa."

He saw her as if through a very foggy window. "What do you... darling I..."

She disappeared from view. He suddenly wasn't sure if she had ever been there.

"Poppet?"

No response. They weren't there. 

Tubbo cried himself back to sleep. 

[questionablequeeries]

You Looking At Me Looking At You by Ozzy Osbourne

Steve wished he could run away, be normal again, just…exist. Instead, he was crawling through a gate, falling onto a stained mattress as the mood ring clinked against the chain on his neck. Honestly, he and Dustin had both pretty openly and loudly fought against using the trailergate, but it really was the most logical one they could get to, safer than watergate, farther from Vecna’s house than Creelgate (he’d wanted to call it douchebaggate and was once again vetoed) with a softer landing than Roadgate. He couldn’t help thinking back to when Eddie pointed out that slapping ‘demo’ onto everything lacked any semblance of creativity and found himself agreeing that maybe they just didn’t have it.

“It’s gone!” Dustin’s loud voice broke through the quiet, running towards…ah, shit.

“Henderson! Dustin, wait!” Steve ran after the kid, but he couldn’t help staring, “Where is he?” He whispered, looking around as if anyone else would have answers.

“Some demobeast probably, well, ate him.” Nancy offered her own suggestion, looking surprisingly green and guilty upon opening her mouth, “It doesn’t matter. We need to go.”

Robin, ever the more comforting, reached out and took Steve’s hand silently, giving it a squeeze and breathing a sigh of relief when she got one in return.

Steve forced his stoicism to take the place of his anger, that Eddie’s final resting place had been so violated. He wanted to scream, rage, start smashing tentacles, but he…couldn’t? His flashlight caught movement in the trees as they walked from the Creel house to the lab (apparently even Vecna wasn’t dumb enough to make his base of operations an easily accessed old house. All it had taken was the death of his everything), and he felt his throat close up, “Um, guys?”

“Shit, that’s a lot of ‘em.” Mike looked to Eleven for a brief moment before shifting his gaze back up to the dozens and dozens of demobats perched on branches, so keenly aware of them, “El? Think you can beat them?”

Eleven slowly nodded, though she hesitated, “They seem to be waiting for something.” She sounded uncertain.

“Vecna?” Nancy clutched her shotgun a little tighter, definitely on edge when both Eleven and Will shook their heads.

Steve couldn’t help letting out a choked cry when the sound of massive leather wings preceded a creature landing in front of them, letting loose with a screech that caused most of them to clutch their ears. Eddie was different, angry, more animal than man, but he couldn’t help breaking formation, running for him, ignoring the cries of ‘Steve!’ As much as he’d ignored his own misery for months, “Is that…Eds, is that you?” He whispered hopefully.

Eddie tilted his head, glowing eyes peering intently at Steve as if he couldn’t decide whether or not he was food. He solved that answer by lunging forward, throwing them both to the ground.

“Eds…c’mon, this isn’t you.” Steve winced at the claws digging into his throat, looking up at the other straddling him and making a sign for everyone else to stay back. This was his fight, dammit. He reached up with a shaking hand and tucked a greasy lock of hair behind an elongated ear, “V-Very metal-looking.” He hissed as fingers clawed deeper into flesh, his free hand moving to hold the mood ring just so gently.

Eddie caught sight of it, glittering by lightning flash, and he sat back as if he was confused. He shook his head, knocking his hair back into a curtain, and then he was gone, taking his bats with him.

Okay, Steve totally deserved the chewing out he got from pretty much everybody as his injuries were patched up but he honestly wasn’t even paying attention. Their mission was to kill Henry/Vecna/One but, as they resumed their march, he realized that he had a new mission. He was Sam, and he was sure as hell bringing his Frodo back from Mordor.

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[jennafur03]

Season 7 Canon? The Growing Relationship of Buddie in Season 6.

Alright, we are starting with my opinions on Buddie going canon for Season 7 of 911. I think that the writers have been setting up the possibility of Buck and Eddie exploring a romantic relationship since Season 6B. I will explain starting with the lightning strike.

In a Flash: Buck gets struck by lightning in this episode and Eddie seemingly tries to pull him up but has to let him down into Bobby's arms.

The first thing to digest here is Eddie trying to pull him up when it would be easier to let him down. The slight hesitation of Eddie pulling him before putting him down is peculiar. He is more than likely trying this because he wants to save Buck himself. By trying to save Buck himself he is trying to get Buck as close to himself as possible so he can help him. He has to remember that he trusts his team enough to save Buck when he starts to let him down.

If you have seen Grey's Anatomy or any other medical show you might recognize this. For example in Grey's Anatomy when Derek pulls Meredith out of the water he doesn't call for another doctor or EMS worker to assist him in the ambulance, he gives her CPR himself. This a sort of 'technique' TV and movie writers use a lot to show the relationship between the characters. One character feels they need to help the other themself to be in control.

This could be written off as completely platonic, which in hindsight, may have been the intention behind it while being written. It is hard to say for this particular moment, but this is the beginning of the writers hinting towards something for the future.

Another significant event is when Eddie takes over compressions and gets Buck's heart to start again. The way to interpret this is a cliche. It alludes to Buck's heart starting to beat for Eddie. When the ER doctors take over, they say they will do their best.

A quick analysis of the body language of everyone in the room: Hen, Bobby, and Chim have their shoulders down and eyes wide. This is portraying fear and uncertainty. Everyone's stance is somewhat similar, but Eddie is the most forward in the room. He again wants to be involved in saving Buck. Eddie's body language is somewhat different from everyone else's. His shoulders are very slightly raised his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes are squinted. He is not only worried he is angry.

When Buck is wheeled out of view, Eddie lets out a breath and his shoulders seem to fall and relax. As Eddie walks toward Chim to give him a hug, his head is down and his breath is hitched and he starts to cry. This shows that he felt like he had to be strong for Buck. He is not allowing himself to fully break down.

In Another Life: In this episode, Buck is in a coma while healing from the lightning strike. He has a comatose dream about what his life would be like if Daniel had never died.

This episode was a very interesting turn from Eddie and Buck's dynamics. In this episode, Buck realizes his effect on the world through some sort of multi-verse/dimension-type dream. After talking about Bobby suffering from alcoholism, his mind shifts to Eddie. He asks Chim and Hen about Eddie, and they call him "angry guy" because he lost Christopher to a custody battle with his grandparents. Buck's tone of voice shifts when he finds out Christopher is no longer around, and he starts to lean forward to encourage Hen and Chim to speak. Buck's eyebrows furrow, and his face scrunched together. This shows curiosity yet anger before Buck is even aware of what has happened to Christopher. He turns his head as he listens to the story, so he can listen better. This shows his attentiveness to the Diaz family and how much they mean to him. When he hears something bad has happened, he becomes noticeably uncomfortable. This is when he realizes that Eddie needs him just as much as he needs Eddie. Without Buck, Eddie would have lost Christopher--the most important thing to him.

The key point of this episode was how Eddie was not in Buck's coma dream. We did just talk about his revelation that Eddie needed him, but why not show him at all? It is hard to say why because there could be infinite reasons. Is it possible that if Eddie had been in the coma dream Buck wouldn't want to leave? Maybe his subconscious refused to let him see Eddie for fear that he wouldn't want to wake up. If Eddie had been okay in his coma dream, would Buck have stayed?

What is even more curious is the lack of contact that Eddie makes with Buck. Throughout 911 we see a lot of shoulder taps and hugs between them, which are ruled as platonic, so it is weird to not see anything in this episode. Once Buck is in the hospital bed Eddie purposefully keeps his distance. Christopher does not. Christopher goes up to him and touches his arm and tells him he is going to wake up, but Eddie stays silent. His body language is very obviously upset and fearful of what is to come for Buck. He avoids looking directly at Buck in the hospital bed but still sits in support.

When Buck is awake and the 118 comes into the room, Christopher hugs Buck, and Eddie doesn't do anything. Everyone else in the 118 hugged or physically connected with him, so why wouldn't his best friend? He is still afraid to lose him.

Recovery: Despite most of this episode centering around Bobby, Eddie and Buck both make appearances. Maddie sends a schedule to Buck's friends and family to keep an eye on Buck throughout the day. Once Buck learns this he goes to Eddie's house.

The second Buck opens the door he puts his hand out to grab Eddie's attention. This may be seen as a rude gesture or a play to control a situation, however, Eddie looks less offended and more confused. This is not something we see Buck do often (be rude with his body language), so as his eyes shift focus to something else it would be obvious to assume he is processing what just happened. Buck walks in and goes straight to Eddie's couch.

The Couch Theory Unfolds: The couch theory is a theory that was confirmed by the writers and by Oliver Stark. The theory says Buck has less of a material view of couches and more of a personal view. Buck mentions that his last 3 couches came with girlfriends, which Eddie tells him should be the other way around. Buck places a single chair in front of the TV and calls it his couch. After he is struck by lightning, Buck's mother buys him a couch. While trying to get comfortable on this couch he is constantly interrupted by the doorbell.

The significance of Buck not only going straight to Eddie's couch but passing out on his couch is not recognized by either character. Buck passes out almost immediately showing his exhaustion, but more than anything shows his comfort. No matter what couch you have, couches are not the most comfortable thing to sleep on, especially dressed in jeans and sitting upright.

When Buck wakes up he looks curious but not shocked. If you put yourself in his situation, wouldn't you be shocked if you woke up on your best friend's couch? He gets up and meets Eddie in the kitchen. The way Eddie asks him if he still wants a bear and Buck has no problem asking him for water instead shows his level of comfort in his house. He doesn't use please or any other term of politeness because he knows he doesn't have to. Yet he still thanks Eddie for pouring it for him.

While making Christopher's lunch, Eddie looks down on Buck multiple times. He is assessing Buck's body language and telling him to go ahead and speak. While speaking about Eddie getting shot, Buck tilts his head multiple times to listen to Eddie better and keeps his arms crossed in a position of comfort.

All of these points show the growing relationship between Buck and Eddie happening off-screen. They are completely comfortable around each other and can read each other like a book. This is starting to blur the lines between their bromance and an actual romance. The feeling you could obtain from these scenes is a domestic type. If the scene was reshot and Buck and Eddie had hugged or made physical contact, any outsider watching would assume they were dating.

Mixed Feelings: The title of this episode alone is ironic if you think in terms of Buck and Eddie. We see the same domestic-type situation we saw in the last episode. Buck, Eddie, and Christopher sitting at a table together doing math homework.

Buck's body language in this scene is relaxed and pushed forward. He engages with Eddie and Chris carelessly and naturally. Eddie's body language is more upright but still relaxed. He looks at his phone, but he still engages with Buck. Something to note about their interaction is the inability to hold eye contact. Their eyes shift around the room while talking more than once. This may be a direct choice of the actors or an unconscious choice. Finally, Buck smiles in adoration as Eddie plays with Christopher, but he only looks at Eddie while he smiles and not between the two. Normally while you look at someone in adoration you would look at the child and not the parent.

While playing poker, Captain Mehta mentions how after people get struck by lighting they can develop new abilities. Buck immediately looks to Eddie for approval before settling down when she mentions counting. It was interesting to see because Eddie immediately folds to take the attention off Buck. After he folds, Buck looks down and smiles before continuing. He almost shows a feeling of fluster or of timidness while looking down. While Buck plays, Eddie stands off to the side and looks fondly at Buck. After he wins, Buck once again looks to Eddie for approval on how they want their winnings, and Eddie's smile grows.

Eddie's body language in this scene is protective yet admiring as he stands over Buck. He stands directly behind Buck, but a few feet behind. His face while looking at Buck turns into a half smile, but when Buck looks at him turns into a full smile. He looks at Buck multiple times through the scene, in a protective manner. He is trying to make sure he is alright--as they are doing something illegal.

The irony in the title of this episode is that mixed feelings are not obvious in Buck and Eddie's storyline for this episode. The significance is 911 is very good at making their titles match every storyline. Like in Recovery, Buck is recovering physically and Bobby's storyline is about his friend in AA--a recovery program--who died. So why do mixed feelings not make sense for Eddie and Buck? The reason may be underlying and not direct. The fondness of both characters in the episode may be mixed feelings.

We see these feelings of fondness in earlier seasons, but things may be finally shifting from platonic to romantic fondness.

Performance Anxiety-Pay It Forward: These episodes all have the same theme in common: Eddie and Buck re-emerge into the dating scene. Eddie gets set up by his aunt, while Buck meets a death doula at a scene.

The crazy thing about these relationships is how similar they are. Eddie gets set up by his aunt and things don't really work out, so they pretend they didn't click. Then Eddie meets Marisol at a scene and they meet again at a hardware store. Buck meets Natalia (the death doula) at a scene where she admits she is attracted to how Buck died for 3 minutes. She does not appear until Love Is In the Air.

Not only are these relationships similar at face value, but they also start to develop very close to each other. What would be the point in making Buck and Eddie date at the same time? To get people to talk about it. The writers know that Buddie shippers wanted Buck and Eddie together at the end of Season 6, and they could have positioned it that way, but they didn't. If the writers have any intent in making Buddie happen, they have just sent up the perfect storyline.

Buck and Eddie are dating separate people, but their relationships are missing something. They're missing the domestic, protective, fond feeling that the two of them are shown to have together in the past few episodes.

Not to mention that the number of scenes between Buck and Eddie in these five episodes is significantly less than we saw in the three before it. If the writers wanted to start setting up a relationship between the two, it would be at the start of season seven. The themes being set up are what usually happens at the start of a romantic interest in characters.

Domestic: They start hanging out more and feeling more comfortable and free to be themselves around the other.

Protective: They want the other to be okay, no matter the situation, so they feel the need to help and protect the other themself if they have to.

Fondness: The relaxed faces while looking at the other are a sign on TV of love. The smile while the other is not looking. Normally smiles are meant for when someone else is looking, so smiling while they are not means they are smiling for themself.

It would be easy for the writers to continue to play off these feelings as platonic, but why would they set up these scenes between them just to rule them as platonic in the end? We won't know until next season, but it is more than fun to speculate.

A/N: I know this was long as fuck (especially for my first post) so if you are reading this ur awesome! Anyways let me know in the comments if u disagree or agree with what I said or if I missed anything super big. The psychology stuff is what I have read from a book on body language and dark psychology. Hopefully, that was accurate. Have a good day and I am sorry about any misspellings.

[soupbabe]

hiiii

i see your requests say open, but if they aren’t you can ignore this!

may i request secco and cioccolata x reader fluffy headcanons of them giving cuddles and kisses tyyyy :)))) <3

Poly! Secco and Cioccolata x Reader Cuddles + Kisses Headcanons

I promise y'all that my requests are open I'm just bad about posting them /lh Also!! First time writing for these two, I hope I do them justice <3

- If you want cuddles and kisses you're getting a lot of em !!

- Both men are extremely affectionate !! It's hard for them to get free time due to their jobs, so they make any ounce of time with you worth it

- Once Secco sees you, he's immediately jumping on you and rubbing his head against yours

- like a weird dog cat boy thing

- He's also a big fan of cheek kisses!!! It's very easy for him to be overwhelming with it

- Cioccolata prefers standing by to watch his boyfriend's dramatic pda tbh

- It's rare for the doctor's heart to skip a beat, but seeing Secco practically maul you with kindness does it for him

- It's a very simple warmth that ignites within him, y'know?

- Secco and Cioccolata are very much "same thing, different font" kind of lovers

- Because while Secco prefers a lot of touch and repetitive affection, Cioccolata knows how to sweep you off your feet with little to no action

- He's surprisingly pretty suave: knowing the perfect way to cradle your face, the right tone to butter you up, and how to kiss you in a way that'll leave your face on fire

- I will say he is a bit mean when he does it, always flashing a wicked smile as he teases you

- Secco sometimes joins in on the teasing too

- Like Cioccolata would go "I wish you could've seen that look on your face" and then Secco would pull up with receipts

- But he can be soft, especially when y'all are tired and just want to hold each other

- Cuddling is intentionally chaotic I think

- While Cioccolata is a die hard big spoon, Secco prefers just to pile onto you and him

- And when Secco sleeps he moves around

- So while you fell asleep with Cioccolata holding you, you woke up with Secco in your arms

- At least one of you will be kicked off the bed

- Secco always feels bad and it always warrants a pity sugar cube

- Even if Cioccolata was strict on the "no sugar cubes" rule whenever it happens </3

[king-of-thracia]

favorite transformers character (with explanation) (if you want) GO. sorry i legit cant think of anything else

NO OKAY THIS IS GOOD THIS IS GOOD YES YES YES. WE JUST NEED TO TALK THATS ALL. OKIE DOKEI UH. WE'VE BEEN AROUND FOR AWHILE SO WE HAVE A DECENT FEW.

Okay uh. Let's start with Ratchet, from mostly transformers Prime but I like him a lot in general. Note some of this may be fandom because. You know. Long time and brain jumble.

But honestly he's a pretty harsh medic but cares hell of a lot and fuck. Okay in Prime specifically this poor dude is like. The real common sense to me and yet he's so. Pretty much it is *canon* he is starving himself to ensure the others are still going and I just. Dude. He's the medic of the team right? A very small team and I just. He mostly stays back at base because of that. But he's very rough and shouty but frankly feels like a grandpa in a sense. Takes awhile to come around to the humans of the series because why??? Why keep them around??? Especially when they're so small and could get hurt? (Even though he words it really really roughly.) Ratchet is angry often and I just I dunno. I like him a lot. Also!!!! I didn't mention but in Prime specifically Ratchet also acts as the primary scientist of the group too! It's really cool tbh to see on him.

Also the fucking fanon with this dude. Hurling wrenches at other bots... Remembering one comment chain from back on Wattpad about this guy. 8k comments...

And one of his... Friends. Depending on the timeline but usually friend to some degree, is Wheeljack! Wheeljack's usually an inventor sort!!! His inventions don't always go well and can explode in his face but he's fine! He's got Ratchet, the doc bot :).

In the original generation 1 series his audio fins flash with lights when he talks because he has a mask *always* over his mouth and I still love this look with my heart!!!! He and Ratchet there even created the dinobots!!!! All five of em in g1.

And in transformers prime!!! He's a. How did they describe him 'cowboy samurai warrior'! He's one of the stronger and more skilled on the team, managing to keep up with Soundwave for a small while!!! (Before getting his ass beat BUT he did a good job for awhile.) But genuinely he's. I wish his character was explored more. Wheeljack wasn't around a whole lot, a drifter who lost... A lot. But it wasn't handled the best and the fact his best friend didn't realize until the fake Wheeljack refused to tell what was probably a traumatic story to the real one. There was this one user on the site, someone who did a tfp/tfa crossover that was exploring Wheeljack's issues in a way I really really liked.

Also an honorary mention to Armada Wheeljack, who is frankly SUPER interesting to me, way different compared to most!

God Soundwave, shockwave, tfa (transformers animated) blitzwing... Knockout!!! Some characters I just love so so much but I don't know how to ramble about them to same way.

ALSO SUNSTREAKER AND SIDESWIPE. GOD SUNSTREAKER KEEPS GETTING DONE SO DIRTY. THEY'RE TWINS BUT SUNSTREAKER HASN'T SHOWN UP IN THE SHOW SINCE G1 WHILE SIDESWIPE'S BEEN AROUND BEFORE. GOD. THE SUNNY YELLOW SUNFLOWER DESERVES BETTER.

[pastelbatfandoms]

Seeing Red pt 2 (AU)

Part 1

Seeing the message Eobard sighs' resolutely, telling the Team she is fine and they can go home. Eobard becomes a little irritated seeing her message because of the obvious implication that she already sees him as her enemy. But he keeps that out as he messages her so as not to push her further.

"I know I shouldn't want this. But I am glad you're coming back. But must know, are you sure about this? You're leading yourself down a very dark and dangerous road again..."

No response but a crackling of electricity as lightning bursts open the door and a storm rages outside. "Hello Thawne."

Eobard's body immediately tenses from where he is sitting in his wheelchair in the office. As the door to the lab bursts open, as if in defense from his time as The Reverse Flash he is out of the chair in a flash.

He sees Renee standing there,she looks like a completely different person. Not just her hair, not just her all black and purple bodysuit with it's mesh top and lightning bolts down the legs, it's in the way she doesn't smile when she looks at him. Instead she looks at him with eyes that are full of pure rage. Her expression dark as the blue white lightning crackles around her.

At this point Eobard's adrenaline had started to rise. After so long of wondering and worrying where she was and if she's okay, seeing her in this state was just too much. It's like everything he feared was coming true.

Renee smirks at the fear on his face. Good, let him feel what she felt for so long. Always wondering when he was going to snap, being the bigger person, always forgiving him, always loving him. If she couldn't beat em,join em. But this time she wasn't on his side.

Eobard looks genuinely scared now, something that was a rare feeling for him. He can see that she's in that dark place where she really wants revenge. He knows that feeling, that anger. So he tries his best to calm it, to get her to come back to her senses. Still a safe distance away.

"C'mon is The Reverse Flash really cowering over me?" Obsidian laughs darkly.

At those words, Eobard stands straight and looks her straight in the eyes. "Of course not. I'm standing right here, facing off against my greatest enemy." Eobard throws her own words back at her, trying not show how emotional he really was over her transformation. Greatest Love that was what she was supposed to be...He hadn't heard her use his name like that in forever...But he tries not to let her get to him.

Obsidian scoffs, "Enemy now? Well guess it had to happen eventually."

"I know. It's a sad reality that we have to be here again,this time I'm at the receiving end...But you know I never expected this from you Renee...Storm maybe but not you. I thought we were supposed to be the ones that always found each other..." He trails, looking into her eyes trying to get her to show him,she still loved him somehow.

"So now you care? That's rich or is this another manipulation Thawne? To let my guard down? Try me." Her eyes light up in warning.

"This isn't some trick. I'm being real. But you're right after everything between us, I don't blame you for being cautious. I wouldn't believe a word of it if I were you. But I have to ask you something. Is there really nothing I can do to talk you out of this? I just want you know that I've changed too. I'm not that old Thawne anymore." Eobard's expression was as genuine as his words as he looked at her.

"You tried to kill me!" She shouts as she lets loose a lightning bolt but he notices it doesn't hit him. "Oh I'm sorry the negative speed force...which you didn't do anything but give up!"

Eobard tries one last time to calm her down, "The negative speed force was taking control of me. I was losing myself and I could barely stop it. But I'm sorry Renee okay? I'm sorry I know right now those words don't mean much but I really do mean them. If there's one thing I want it's for us to just talk." Shit he was starting to sound like Barry...

"No. It'll just happen again. Let him out...Fight me." Obsidian's eyes sparked as she looked at him,no emotions except anger on her features.

Eobard only hesitates for a moment before responding to her demand. He realizes that there really isn't anything else he can do, the moment he releases the negative speed force to come out again. Eobard knows he may regret this decision, but he also knows he doesn't have a choice...

The negative speed force explodes out of him as Obsidian Storm watches a completely different Eobard Thawne emerge. The Reverse Flash, clad in his yellow suit. There is no remorse in his eyes, no hesitation or feelings or remorse. This Thawne was back, no need to pretend to be Harrison Wells anymore. This Thawne doesn't even hesitate before stepping towards her, looking at her like he's hungry for a fight as his eyes glow red.

This is exactly what Obsidian Storm had come looking for. She always wanted to let out her inner rage and she'd been itching for a fight, all she can think about is revenge. "You ruined everything for me."

This Eobard though is completely different than who she had been with for so long. His only desire is payback and he responds sarcastically. "You ruin things all the time. Now It's my turn."

Obsidian gathers a ball of lightning in her hand and without hesitation now hits him in the chest with a scream. He may be powerful but she was a goddess, the daughter of Zeus, her powers came from the storm itself.

Eobard falls back as the lightning crashes through him, sending him flying into a wall. He gets up and immediately lunges towards her, letting out a roar of his own. His body generating more negative speed force as he prepares to unleash more powerful attacks on her. As he unleashes a massive charge of orange lightning towards her, she retaliates by charging back a massive blast of her own. The powers meet in the middle with a loud explosion. The force of it sends Thawne flying through the wall behind him. He is still recovering from the blast while she already has more lightning crackling around her.

Obsidian's eyes gleam with the desire for a fight as she looks down at him, her rage the only thing motivating her now. "I wish it could have been different."

Eobard is barely able to hold himself up now, on the verge of passing out. He lets out one last insult, an indication that he's given up trying to convince her. He's only going to fight back now. It's all he has left. "We could have been together you know. I wanted to be with you more than anything. But I guess this is our destiny, we were always destined to lose."

Obsidian lets out a cry at his words, the sound guttural, wrenching from her chest,as she channelled all the hurt, regret, disappointment, betrayal, anger and yes even love. As lightning surrounds her, exploding out her it lights up the whole room. Unable to contain it she collapses.

Eobard is able to notice the expression on her face as she collapses, Even as he sees her exhausted and unable to continue the fight, he is still unable to do anything but watch as he shields himself from the explosive lightning. His heart breaking a little as he sees her fall. All of those emotions she had channelled through the attack. All of the emotions that he had caused through the years...He feels them all. Maybe even for the first time. It's too much as the negative speed force fades and Eobard realizes just how much she'd suffered for him.

Eobard's expression changes as he starts to feel something he hadn't in a long time. Remorse. Guilt and regret that overwhelms him all at once. He wants to help her, he wants to do something for once in his life. But he doesn't even know if she would accept that now. She given him so many chances already and he's blown all of them...does he really deserve another one?

Eobard's eyes are fixated on her. He can't bear to see her like this. She is his responsibility and his alone. Eobard knows that now, he's the only one who can make it right. Even though it seems like there relationship is completely broken he still wants to make her feel safe and protected for the first time in so long. He's had enough of being selfish and cruel.

Eobard looks at her closer than noticing she's unconscious, her powers really must of took their toll. Eobard thought for a split second that he should call in Caitlin or a medical team but then shakes his head, what would he say when he's still trying to pretend to be Harrison Wells. No that would just open another can of worms he didn't want to deal with now. He was also a scientist he could figure it out.

Eobard steps over and picks her gingerly up as he zooms her to the lounge and places her onto the bed in their. His eyes scanning her to see if she was responding, when she didn't, he closed his eyes in regret and guilt. This was all his fault, how could he ever hurt someone he cared so much for? But the negative speed force had twisted his way of thinking. Lost in his thoughts and worried for Renee he sits and waits for her to wake,not sure what to do.

Just then he hears a voice whisper, "The Lightning...Be her lightning rod..."

Eobard knows just what to do now, as he runs a hand over hers, his fingers sparking with red lightning, they spark her own fingers and with a jolt , a gasp leaves her mouth and Renee's eyes shoot open. She sees him their sitting over her. Her face shows a mix of emotions he wasn't ready to process at that moment. "Eo...what happened..."

Eobard smiles in both relief and sadness as he sees her. She's alive. A tear rolls down his cheek and he doesn't bother to hide it. He doesn't say anything right away, he just wants to her to see him for who he really is. He wants this moment between them to be genuine.

"I...we fought didn't we? I let Obsidian Storm take control?" Renee asks frowning, the last few minuetes a blur.

He nods slowly, his eyes glued on her. "Did I hurt you?" She asked, concerned.

Eobard hesitates for a moment then finally nods, but lets out a small laugh at the fact that she was concerned for him, the laugh comes out strained as he tries to keep his emotions from overwhelming him.

"I'm sorry I was just so..." Renee's voice catches and she can no longer hold back the sobs that escape her.

Eobard sits closer to her now, He wants to comfort her, protect her like all those times before, yes he remembers now. But he also knows how much damage he's done to her, how much trust he'd broken. He doesn't know what to say to comfort her, all he can do is watch her as she sobs. He can see all the pain and hurt washing over her. Eobard wants so much to heal her wounds but his powers are useless in this...he just keeps looking at her,his own heart breaking,waiting for her to say something more.

Renee finally does, "I messed up," She says tearfully, "I shouldn't have told you about reality shifting, about our future. It was better when it was just you who knew what would happen in the future....I shouldn't have rushed us. I messed up the whole damn timeline. Now you'll never..."

Eobard's heart breaks when he hears this. This is what did it...he's thinking back on everything that they'd shared since she'd told him about their future. All the mistakes that had happened, the decision he had made. It was all due to her trusting him with that knowledge. Maybe it was all his fault, Eobard knew better than to talk about the future, he should have stopped her. Instead he had been selfishly optimistic that they could get rid of the negative speed force for good and let it all happen. But he wants to hear her side of things, so he sits and waits.

"I just loved you so much," Renee continued, "Like before I thought turning off my emotions was easier than being without you. Turns out it just fuels resentment. Guess we are alike."

Eobard nods slowly, his eyes still glued to her. That was alot, he had so many questions. But now wasn't the right time. Now he just wants to hear her side of things, the truth not some watered down version of her emotions or what he wanted to hear...

"I do still love you," Renee admits,not looking at him, "But I don't want this to happen again. I wish I could tell you why I have so much faith in you, in us. But maybe you shouldn't know the future. Which is ironic considering how much more you know than others."

Eobard sighs as he takes it all in, a part of him wants to know everything about the future. But he realizes he probably shouldn't know the future. So he keeps quiet while she continues to talk. Her love for him doesn't surprise him but the fact that she would still want to be with him after everything he'd done...He notices the hint of hope and optimism in her eyes. Eobard doesn't want to ruin that.

The negative speed force had clouded his judgment for so many years. He had only had one well two singular focuses,killing The Flash and getting the future you back, he had taken for granted what was right in front of him. But it was clear now her love for him was real, as was his.

Renee looked at him, "Eo, is there anything you want to say? Other than we should probably apologize for trying to kill each other..."

Eobard chuckles gently at that. He looks down at her then. What more could he possibly say? All her words had led to this moment. He'd always been a man of action rather words. But it's time he put his words where is actions truly mattered. He wants to show her how he feels.

Eobard leans down and touches his forehead to hers. His feelings intense just by touching her. He wants so badly to say he's sorry for all the pain he's caused her. He wants them to forgive each other. He wants to take her in his arms but he doesn't push it. Instead he lets her take the lead.

"Eo...I know you want to show me through actions because emotions are hard for you but...can you try anyway?" Renee asks him.

Eobard doesn't like it but he tries anyway, "I...do love you. More than anything, more than anyone else. This isn't causel to me,you know that. You are my world...I'm sorry that I tried to control you. I should have been more patient with you, instead of forcing it. All of our fights turned into ones of control instead of trust."

Renee nods in agreement. "I know...see though you always fought to keep us together, when I let go, you didn't. So when you gave up this time It hurt and confused me then I just got angry. I mean you tried to change the future to get me back..."

That was true, everything he'd ever done was to bring you back. But it was also about getting what he wanted. Even when she let go, he couldn't. Which is why when he let go the last time it was such a surprise to her. Maybe something had finally changed for the better? He was going to try everything he could to make it so.

"I did want to change the future to bring you back." Eobard tells her, "You're the most important thing in my life and I don't care if I'm selfish. I just want another second chance."

"I know. I would have done the same. But I didn't have to you kept coming back yourself." She laughed lightly.

Eobard grins and laughs along with her. His heart feels like it's going to burst, his words not enough to express how he feels. As she looks into his eyes something inside him breaks and unable to stop himself he pulls her closer, wrapping his arms around her, he squeezes her tightly. His heart bursting with emotions as he holds her never wanting to let go.

Renee sobs against him. "Eo I don't want be without you. I break everytime you leave me, idk if have anything left if..."

Eobard holds her even more when he hears this. He wants to tell her that he won't, he wants to be the one who breaks the cycle. "You don't have to worry about a future without me, because I'm not going anywhere. No matter what happens. We're stuck with each other."

Renee still appears worried, "But what about the speed force? I already changed the timeline I'm not sure if events will play out how I saw them."

That is a possibility he'd have to consider....but they'll cross that bridge when it's there. He's not worried about that in the moment. He's only worried about losing her. "That maybe true...But all I care about right now is you. No matter what happens from this point on, we'll make it through together. I will always be with you. I promise."

"Can you control it though." Renee asks, meaning the negative speed force.

Eobard hesitates for a moment before responding. " I would like to say yes...I can control it. There's no more negative speed force lingering anymore. I promise." Or so he thinks...

Renee looks at him then, "I mean...you're not supposed to be a good guy this early..."

Eobard chuckles and sighs loudly. Knowing that she's right. But he can't hide the positive energy he's feeling. He just smiles back at her, saying "Well..what I can say? You changed me."

Renee shakes her head at that. "I changed you back. Into who you were."

That was very true, the negative energy that had plagued him for 15 years was finally gone now...he felt like himself again. Who he was supposed to be. Holding her, this was who he was meant to be, not some evil genius. Because he had her.

"Eobard can I request something?"

Eobard nods still holding her. "yes of course."

Renee looks around but no one is around. "Could you look like Eobard again? Not who you are pretending to be, not Harrison and not Reverse Flash."

As soon as he hears her request, he understands who she means. She wants his true self, who he was in the beginning. Eobard nods and shifts into the real version of himself. The dark blond hair, the same blue eyes as before, with that adorable smile she loved so much. It's not the Thawne she disliked but the Eobard she had fallen for all those years ago.

Renee touches the lines of his face,though most of it was smooth and the stubble around his chin. "There he is..."

A sense of relief and longing washes Eobard as her fingers run along his face. This is the moment he'd been looking forward to most. His true self was back. The one who would be her everything...all he wanted right now is just to be closer to her as possible. Eobard wraps his hands around her waist, pulling her even closer to him.

"I missed you." Renee murmurs against him.

"I missed you too...so much." Eobard says softly as he continues to hold her. Every part of him feels alive now...All those feelings that were buried under the negative speed force have returned...to finally be able to let again...was almost euphoric.

"You know I had a dream once...We were married, with beautiful blond kids, everything felt perfect, normal." Renee says wistful.

Eobard smiles wistfully. The possibility of that being a reality in the near future was something he had never dared hope for. But now it felt like it was finally in reach.

Renee holds him never wanting to let go. She had been so scared, she had thought she had lost him for good. And then Eobard realized something. Their fears were the same. If he had lost her forever, he would have no idea what to do with himself. The thought made his heart sink. He wa just so thankful they were able to rebuild, and in this moment he never wanted to let her go. Eobard's fingers brushes her skin,pulling her even tighter as he closes his eyes.

The energy from earlier had left her exhausted though. Eobard opens his eyes,noticing the lack of energy, he sighs and backs off her. "You're tired aren't you?"

"I did wear myself out." Renee admitted.

"alright well let's get you comfortable then." Eobard smiles as she starts to lay down.

Renee nods than says, "Eobard? Can you stay with me? Just hold me."

He nods with an understanding smile, at the moment he had no desire to be anywhere else. "Of course...how about I lay down with you? No pressure, I'll just make you comfortable..."

Renee agrees, "That sounds good." Eobard gently lays down with her, wrapping his arms around her body,snuggling close. His fingers tracing her skin, his eyes close,hoping they both can get some rest. The two of them sleep through the night, the rhythm of their breath and heart beat ever present as they lay close to one another. In their own world, their own reality. The world could burn around them and they wouldn't even notice.

In the morning Eobard's eyes dart open as he hears a message on his phone. It's from Renee she must have sent him this in the middle of the night,while he was asleep. He looked over,she was still sleeping soundly next to him.

Eobard grabbed his phone,checking the message,his previous concern turned to one of joy as he saw the image...a pregnancy test and it was positive. His second chance.

To be continued...

[roosinii]

Stupid Mass Effect AU time.

So take your Classic MShep. Run him through the ME Games, then at tbe Crucible, they vanish in a flash of light. They wake up as Scott Ryder, newly of the Andromeda Galaxy. Run him through ME: Andromeda, then take him away in a flash of light again.

Come now to a 3rd go around. We have Commander Jane Shepard (the Butcher Of Torfan), we have Ashley Williams (the Lion Of Elysium) and Kaiden Alenko (the Survivor of Akuze). All serving aboard the SSV Normandy SR1 on her maiden voyage, all there to be evaluated for current and future inductions to the Spectres. They land on Eden Prime (probably don’t loose Jenkins, maybe lose Nihlus) and find Gunnery Sargent Scott Ryder (son of disgraced N7 Alex Ryder who almost cost humanity their Citadel embassy) who joins up. And is also very confused to find his old squadmates with new backstories and someone else with half of his name.

Other beats would include all of them getting the Prothean Beaconed (maybe the Beacon doesn’t blow up because the effect is spread out, or because one of the four already has a Prothean Cipher, or it blows up because four people is far too many people for just one Beacon). Also Sara is helping Liara at her Therum digs in the Knossos System. Maybe SAM’s along for the ride? Maybe Saren lives! Some ME:A squadmates could turn up! Maybe even Jaal. How? No idea! What’s two lots of time travel and everything being horrifically different while somehow the exact same done to dear Scott? Can we work a Thunderbirds reference in somehow? Lets have more Geth squadmates. A Batarian! Lets rip off a bunch of cut characters from ME2, and make ‘em real! What class would Scott be 3rd time round I hear you ask? Yes!

[lonespektr]

OCTOBER 3RD HORROR WATCH

Found (2023) 1x1

We open with the flash back

ANNND she's already helping a younger girl who's been kidnapped there as the kidanpee herself

What can i say independent children are a sucker for that shit !!!!

looks she's overly competent and clearly too calm for this crisis situation at such a young age , that means my childhood was totally normal right???

Definitely not parental neglect we're just super competent from birth #blackgirlmagic

Present day/ sex worker lite get up

Lost my phone ruse

Oh brass knuckles to the face

SPEECH

Hes not going for it

Awww i thought she was going to keep beating him up

Her minion?? I don't like it. I respect she has minions FINGERS CROSSED FOR HAREM !!!! SCANDAL HAS BEEN OFF FOR SO LONG

Drool for a murder puppy but I DOUBT IT

These women are very overly affectionate kissing my love hes traumatized

She entered first

Called the cops in they have a looooong preexisting relationship for them to allow her to go in first (as her own op instead of like...a cannon fodder informant)

They got the kid she personally escorts kid to hospital

She wants credit for her work and the cops taking it

SPEECH

Actually she rolled it into advertisement for her firm and they dropped race conversation from the jump

bold choice for episode one or do they think people who are watching her from shameless already know what it is or has basic cable progressed??

Kid client who doesn't know the word probono missing foster sister

🤣🤣🤣 They really got the lie to me woman in the same outfit/hairstyle to do the same job is this an official cross over x years later how long has lie to me been offf🤣🤣🤣

SINCE 2013!!!

Okay it's a different outfit 🤣🤣🤣🤣

She's lie detector and a behavior analyst

Foster parents sounding shady ...

Missing sis hot older perv boyfriend

Two tech guys?

A bruiser (well hes silm but)

What's the "new girl" do? Media jr intern

Doesn't seem like a harem BOOOO just employees

She's very huggy 🥶🥶

Oof bad line and poor delivery

Who started writing all the sudden!!!?? Two weirdly utilized slang phrases

Okay cop history, thought it was going to be future tension

Woah she's gonna jump

Why is his dumbass on the ledge this is stupid

Omg WHO THE FUCK is writing

Yikes two both these two eeww sorry 🤣🤣🤣

Oh shit the writing is so bad

Bookshelf shot

Plain flavorless meal

Jeezys now the younger girl is already masking too 😬😬😬😬😬😬

According to criminal minds cross racial kidnapping are rare but then again this is hypothetical mark paul gosselaar who is kidnapping black girls and well

Uhhh mark

Ohmigod i'm not going through his whole imdb jeezus

Here's his most iconic

Let's just leave it there. 🤣🤣🤣

So far its the tech guy was kidnapped

The lie detector girls son is missing

Obvs main character

Politicians kid just ID'd the kidnapper

Of the other girl

They found em

Flashback

Feckin yikes shes sits at the he bus stop every night and looks for him

They did not just have him do a sexy hair brush emerging from the shadows

Was that supposed to be that pathetic??? Is he trying to impress her?

Lol she has his glasses

Arm chair

Oh fuck we have all seen the trailer so i didn't realize it was a reveal i forgot to look at it!!!

Trailer LEGIT should not have spoiled that but i don't know how you pull the intrigue otherwise?

Imply she ran into him when she was older?? That they have some sort of deal.

By vote tomorrow gonna see no one will save you

Thursday talk to me

😘

[xprojectrpg]

Moment of Awesome - Alison Blaire/Dazzler:Following the X-Men's defeat at the hands of the Brotherhood, Alison gives Nica a private lightshow in the name of recharging her.

Alison burst into Nica's room, one hand holding a 'Get Well Soon' balloon that had had 'Well' scratched out with black sharpie and replaced with a hand-written 'EM'ed' and the other full of a box that contained a pair of small little chocolate mousse cakes. They had raspberry coulis on top and dark chocolate crust with a white and milk chocolate mousse layers, and the cold was starting to sting Alison's hand a bit.

"Hello Nica, I heard you needed help." Her smile (or maybe that was her power) lit up the room.

Nica looked up from her laptop. Megan had switched it to voice-to-text for her, which helped, but she was still very aware of how much not being able to touch things was limiting her. Composing an email to her professors explaining that there was an outbreak of chicken pox in her shared living space and that the doctors had told her to isolate had taken her an hour.

Still, the sight of the balloon had her smiling. It was just too cute for words. "Yeah, I really do," she replied. "But you didn't have to go to all that trouble?"

"Please," Alison said with a smile and a shrug, "I was already making mousse cakes and I definitely shouldn't eat them all myself anyways. Besides, chocolate makes everything better." She set the box on a nearby table. "How are you feeling?"

"Insubstantial?" Nica shrugged. "I mean, I don't have to focus on not fading out entirely or concentrate on staying in one place as much as I was, but this is getting old. Real old." She demonstrated by passing her hand through the box of cakes. "Any help at all would be awesome."

"Whoa... you're like a ghost. ~~Young Danny Fenton, he was just 14 when his parents built a very strange machine~~" She smiled, but it was kinda brittle. "Give me a second to set up my phone and get some music going and I'll see what I can do. Any preference in genre?"

“Whatever your powers like best? Is that even a thing?” Nica realised she didn’t actually know much about Allison’s powers beyond “converting sound into light frequencies. “I’ll never say no to Beyonce, if my choice doesn’t change things.”

"Nah, not really," Alison said, thumbing through the playlist. She was actually... kind of embarrassingly light on Beyonce music, she realized. It wasn't her fault, though! These phones could only hold like, thirty thousand songs or something, and she had to pick and choose her favorites once space began to run low. "I mean, kind of yes, but basically not really. As long as I'm not the one making the sound, I can technically convert anything, more or less? The effect is just different, is all."

She found a song. "This will do, actually." She pressed play, and 'Halo' begin to fill the room. "Good solid drum echo for the grey stone flashes, fluttery piano for the feathersweeps... yeah, this should have a good blend. Let's see how this goes."

And she let her power play.

Nica hadn’t really seen a lot of Allison’s powers in use before, so she was curious to watch them up close. And you didn’t get more up close than being on the receiving end. First Allison’s eyes began to glow, then the rest of her body, until she was encompassed in a… well, yes, it was a halo of light. As the song built up and the volume increased, rainbow-coloured streamers undulated through the air around them, while she could literally see the drum beat as a series of waves, darker in colour, moving along the floor. Then the light hit her and she sucked in a sudden breath. It was like being dropped into a spa bath when you were exhausted – bubbles of sensation percolating around her body, seeping into her skin and bringing with them a sense of solidity as she felt her powers grasp at the EM wavelengths contained in the visible light. She dropped to the floor from her slight hovering above the ground, delighting in the feel of carpet under her toes.

The process was slow, but thankfully not terribly difficult, and after a good twenty minutes Alison could start to see some color coming back into Nica's cheeks. And her everything else, for that matter. She'd gone from a mostly incorporeal spectre-like appearance to actually having a definite outline again, for one thing. It was like a bad special effect from an old B-movie, only it was real life and it was honestly kind of cool to watch.

[29pageshomestuckeveryday]

Homestuck, page 3,695

[S] Seer: Descend.

Song used: Black Rose / Green Sun by Malcom Brown

song commentary:

Malcolm Brown:

So it's the music forum discussion, and there's talk about albums representing each of the kids and discussions on what the styles would be. Some are obvious (like say, Dave) and some are offering a bit more discussion. It comes to Rose and there's a degree of uncertainty, and I suggest that it'd be veering into classical, offering up Saint-Saëns "Dance Macabre" as an example of the sort of thing I'd expect, and then set out to whip something up.

And at this point in the story Rose's set on flying her dream self with the tumor into the green sun to destroy it (Ah remember those days). In a tried and true effort of "trying to predict where Hussie will take the story and make music for it" BR/GS was scribed as a "very sad, yet hopeful, song about Rose's eventual sacrifice" - Hence why it all builds up to a big creshendo and then fades away (and why it's called Black Rose / Green Sun , although there's another reason for that as explained below)

The whole thing is based on yet another piece I made years ago and drafted it out of retirement and made it into something new and useful. The music box was one of the key elements, representing a kind of creepy childlike innocence, and then Rose's signature instrument (the violin, although the sample used is actually a viola and the notes it plays are closer to a cello) begins to kind of build up. Eventually we see the majesty of the green sun, and the rest of the song builds up to the tumors destruction. (All of which never happened even remotely in this way but that's what the song was supposed to be about anyway). The overall style is a kind of very sinister attempt at representing something small vs something huge - Original inspiration was taken from the style of music from Xenogears (Yasunori Mitsuda, being very celtic and awesome).

The scratchy-sfx were my attempt at auralising the green sun's "scratch" effect. I'm not 100% convinced they work but Andrew kept 'em in so whatever.

When Andrew asked to use it, it was going to be for a walkaround, so I needed to make some adjustments to make it loopable for the flash. For the album, I added a second section with a keytar solo (I was mucking about with it at the time) to make it a bit more interesting. Ultimatly it ended up being used for something completely different than originally intended, and oddly the name ("Black Rose") became oddly apt once she went all grimdark and tried to fight Jack ("Green Sun").

The name was also a reference to a Sonata Arctica song, similarly titled involving colours, except it was called "White Pearl, Black Oceans".

Author commentary: Here's a neat trick I played on everybody. [S] Seer: Descend began like an an ordinary animation, leaving you no reason to expect otherwise. It opens with this heavy mood-setting piece of Rose dropping from the storm clouds, all hopped up on revenge from her recent orphaning, and looking for trouble. But the moment she touches down, it switches to become another playable RPG game. Suddenly you realize you have to control Rose yourself to see the rest of the action.

If I recall, this was also the final RPG game of the story, until deep into Act 6 when we start seeing Meenahbound games (which, despite being RPG games technically, still feel like they're in a different category from these). Maybe this was the last one of these games I did because this one felt like the peak usage of the format in a lot of ways. The integration with a Flash intro, its use as a narrative-advancing tool, and the way it puts the reader in a position that feels kind of complicit in marching your heroes right into what you already know will be a traumatic outcome. There's a lot going on with this one, and I think the emotional beats it hits, the mood, and the general sense of anticipation are all unusually sharp by any Flash page's standard. Even though I never fully saw this story through a reader's eye, I remember after making this that I stopped to reflect on how this whole sequence really "felt" like something.

I would make some remark about how this is an unusually melodramatic entrance Rose is making on account of her grimdarkness, except the truth is this is probably pretty close to how she came downstairs to have breakfast with her mom every morning.

Due to the abstract format of the RPG mode, and the fact that you're in control now, you don't get to see how Rose actually reacts to this horrific murder scene. You just have to imagine it. Or you could take what you're seeing here literally, which also works. As if Rose were regarding all this very stoically, too focused on revenge to do anything but Terminator-style march through this castle looking for Jack.

This game also seems to involve more walking than usual. Hey, castles are big! Now let's get ready to enjoy the epic fight Rose is about to have with Sans Undertale.

Wait, Sans isn't in this game. Not sure what I was thinking. Pretty much the only thing in this castle is a bunch of chess guys, who are all either dead or scared. An unseen Jack lurks through the castle, taking care of the latter group. And not by offering them comforting reassurance, if you know what I mean. ;-) (He kills them all with his sword.) ;-)

Hey, just because I ripped those stained glass window assets specifically for use in the stupid Zillyhoo Flash a few pages ago doesn't mean I can't repurpose those exact assets in a much more serious Flash which uses a completely different rendering style. Did you know this is mainly how all this stuff got made so fast? Just constantly opening up some recent garbage, grabbing some garbage inside the garbage, and pasting the old garbage into the new garbage. And it pretty much always works fine, if not quite well. It may be the ultimate strength of my process. My sense is that many other people would get hung up for hours on little creative decisions that often took me seconds to solve.

This Flash probably does more than any page before it to begin framing (mostly through subtext like this) the greater structure of Homestuck's remaining narrative. These banners include little excerpts we recognize from earlier for each of the four kids. The title "They Wait" begs the question, who is "They"? That would be the four Alpha Kids in the post-Scratch session, waiting for our four heroes. The emphasis placed on "waiting" is a nod to the way a significant part of Act 6 plays out—the Alphas enter their void session and have to spend a lot of time waiting around for these four legendary heroes who will be able to bring their session to life. There's a sense of waiting on both sides though, as the Beta Kids have to complete a long journey to the new session. So we see that the inevitable session scratch has been woven into carapacian lore from the start, as is hinted at with these banners. Similarly, all the lore inside the Alpha session seems to totally revolve around the fact that its heroes (nobles) are waiting around for their counterparts before they can do anything significant. These two sessions each seem to have a kind of symbiotic mythos. They relate to and depend on each other to make sense.

The lines for each banner are just reprisals of the false quotation segments each kid got much earlier. The "pimp's in the crib" line comes across as a pretty good punchline. But since we've gradually been learning more about Lord English, and in particular the way Dave will continue to be portrayed as being destined to clash with him, it starts becoming tempting to associate this phrase with English himself. Could the pimp be LE? It's not far off from how he operates. He uses a variety of women as slaves in his service. What's the crib? Could it be Cal? A cradle of sorts for the soul of LE to incubate until he's finally ready to emerge? Damn, this really adds up. Kinda spooking myself here.

This guy thanking goodness for pillars is just a dark setup for a punchline later where you come back here to find him dead and the pillar sliced through.

Even the dang yellow yard is stitched into their legends. Unbelievable. This brief riddle hints at the solution to the looming scratched session problem and how it involves my shitty ruler. It says they need to "cross" the yellow yard, suggesting it is a physical distance which must be traversed. Hmm. At the other side of that traversal "He" (the genesis frog) finds the pond in which He's meant to squat (a new Skaia in a different session). And this destination existing "through broken glass"… I'm not sure what else that could make you think of except the 4th wall. Yo, I'm sitting here thinking, like, you can figure this out??? This was a totally crackable mystery pretty well in advance of when all this stuff finally happens.

It's kind of funny that this carapacian tome considers the idea of more than four orbs to be preposterous. It acknowledges the theoretical possibility, but beyond that they just think it's silly. Sburb is a flexible game that can go in infinite different ways, but once a session is locked into specific conditions, the inhabitants all seem to believe those conditions are totally normal, and any other conditions sound insane to them. It's kind of like how we have the ability to imagine different laws of physics in our universe, but actually picturing them put into practice and how that would affect life seems insane and completely fantastical. Yet perhaps there are different universes with different physical laws regardless. How would we know?

There's no way Rose didn't just pocket that queen porn.

Okay, what aisle of the library did Rose just wander down?! There sure is a lot of problematic trash on these shelves.

Turns out WV has a fandom. He should be very proud. Unfortunately his fandom is rapidly shrinking.

Looks like the Rose x WV ship has just SET SAIL! (Dozens of lively sailors manning the S.S. Rosemayor spring into a delightful choreography in celebration of their romance.) Good work, boys, I love the energy I'm seeing. Why does Rose always seem to get the best crack ships? There is nothing to do but accept this fact about her completely, and update your grids accordingly.

Once you find John, you can move a statue off a transportalizer and teleport back here in order to minimize the retreading you have to do through the castle. Very nice of me to offer this shortcut. Also, notice the bloody footprints scattered about. This is how you know you're on Jack's trail. I don't know how his feet got coated in that much blood though. You'd think he could only produce two or three bloody tracks before it ran out. I guess blood just really sticks to Jack for some reason. That hand sure stayed bloody a long time as well.

Way too many of these huge, majestic chess beasts are being cut down in their prime. This is easily Jack's greatest atrocity. I can barely even bring myself to look at this page.

It's kind of unclear what's going on here. You follow the footprints until you catch a glimpse of Jack, but he's in the process of vanishing just as you reach the top of the stairs. It's a shame Rose isn't also leaving a trail of bloody footprints. That way if someone later saw the two sets of prints, and saw one of them suddenly disappear, they might conclude "That was when Rose Lalonde was carrying Bec Noir." Wow, quite a sentimental moment between them. Another crack ship, anyone? You got it.

Another way this Flash begins boldly hinting at the remaining story structure is with these curtains. I almost feel like it's hitting you over the head at this point. First you go through four red curtains (Acts 1-4). -->

--> Then a blue curtain (Act 5 Act 1), then another red one (Act 5 Act 2, which is what we're reading now). -->

--> Then we get to a big record platform, allowing you to teleport. This pretty obviously symbolized the Scratch we are building to at the end of this act. The teleportation reflects the fact that we can't seamlessly proceed to the next act, that it will involve some fancy footwork to somehow shift the players from one plane of reality to another (which, thanks to the excerpts from that tome earlier, we are now guessing is a process that entails "crossing the yellow yard"). -->

--> Then we keep walking up and encounter more curtains. But this time, they aren't red, they're green. We get the sense that Act 6 will be very different terrain, just like Hivebent was, which also had non-red curtains. Also, there are a lot of them. Six in total, which we can infer to be act subdivisions, a structure we've already been introduced to with A5A1 and A5A2 but is obviously going to be taken even further now. Subdividing Act 6 into six sub-acts suggests a certain degree of recursive self-division, which maybe also hints the subdivisions will go even further than this, sending us asymptotically spiraling downward into hell (666). But will it go that far? (Yes.) Also: the first five green curtains are already open, but the final one is closed. What does this mean? It means these sub-acts will be iteratively repetitive of the story structure we have already read, starting over with new characters in an Act I-like situation and advancing similarly until we get to roughly the state of endgame complexity we're at now. The first five curtains exist because those parts of the story will exist. We will get to read those parts, but the Beta Kids won't be able to participate because they won't have arrived yet. They will arrive toward the end of the full Act 6 arc, which means in a sense that all of those curtains will already be open for them. The only one they need to open will be the final one, as they get closer to making their grand entrance near the endgame state and reunite with their estranged teen guardians. Really, this couldn't be more obvious unless I typed this entire paragraph verbatim and pasted it directly onto the final green curtain. -->

--> Finally we end up on a white Skaia platform. White, because that's the color of Act 7. Skaia, because that's the final destination of the frog containing the universe the players create. By entering Skaia, Rose has essentially traced the path of the magic tadpole and impregnated Skaia. But it turns out John was already waiting in here, looking for his dad. So did I just imply that…Rose just got John pregnant? No, wait, that makes no sense on any level. Also there's enough ship-teasey garbage in this game between these two as it is, without me stirring the ol' Grimdork Mpreg Pot.

Also note how this exchange immediately establishes that John can't understand Rose's broodfester tongues. Another brilliant ploy by me, sidestepping any real, gratifying, in-person conversation between two human kids. Her grimdark gag order serves several purposes here. First, it's just another way to milk the agonizing sense of dramatic irony this RPG game emanates. Rose can't tell John their parents are dead, so she has no choice but to lead him to the bodies while he cheerfully babbles on as if nothing's wrong. It also delays the more friendly conversation they'd have if she were normal, which would result in a lot of standard banter that just wouldn't be hitting the right note for this scene.

It also lets John seem extra-dumb, which is always a nice bonus, and it gives him enough slack to let him talk himself into some awkward corners, thus stoking the shipping fires. Not that this is actually a worthwhile objective, but the kids like it. I may have had some harsh words for this ship in the past, and I will stand by the position that it seems boring. Or maybe…it's not? What if Rose's grimdark condition salvages the ship? Okay, I can buy that. Then they get married, and have to learn sign language, because Rose keeps spewing nonsense forever. Then they have inter-grimdark kids, who speak half gibberish and half… Wait, nope. This ship still sucks actually.

John starts doing the thing where he's talking to Rose like he's trying to figure out what a dog is trying to say. Except she isn't even part-doggy like Jade. Actually it's quite possible he's still just flexing more of his internalized sexism. John Egbert: literally the worst male in Homestuck? It's likelier than you think.

The velvet pillow makes a comeback. It also resurfaces at various points in Act 6, which suggests Rose develops a long term habit of using it as a therapeutic object during her moments of psychological angst. (Then Gamzee steals it for some reason.)

Behind the white platform is a statue of the White Queen and King. I'm not really sure why this was here. Just a place to put a nice asset, I guess? The symbolic implication seems to be that once the universe is created, WK and WQ get to live their happily ever after too. But we know that can't happen. Maybe it was just a nice fantasy they entertained, and immortalized through a hidden statue. Maybe they talked about it a lot, what their peaceful lives would have been like for them if they got to live in this new universe too. Wow, that's about as sad as it gets.

Really flagrant ship tease. Pretty outrageous. Especially considering we know Rose has already been successfully crack-shipped with practically every carapacian in the story. WK (he loves her fic, remember?), WV (she was recently swayed by tales of his heroism), WQ and BQ (Rose is a lesbian, and they're both sexy queens)… I could go on. But I don't need to. We both know this all just WORKS.

John, just stop. You're starting to piss everybody off.

Jade's loyalty-based Jack armor even applies to her banner. Bad dog, best friend.

You know how sometimes you're walking up a really long staircase with someone in total silence, and to make things less awkward you just start babbling about anything at all to break the silence? John randomly starts talking about how they should get married. Pretty smooth, huh?

To be fair, Rose's pleasant expression suggests she may be receptive to the idea. Then again, her words may literally translate to "Sorry to disappoint you, John, but I'm currently in love with a gay alien."

[w00nderfulll]

Where Anger Manifests

Uhm so, in the spirit of Halloween, my English teacher gave us a creatice writing assignment where we had to write a spooky story and then turn it in at the end of class.

Anyways, I thought Id share it with the world cause why not

Disclaimer: I am not at fault for any shitty writing istg i literally only had one class period to come up with a plot and characters and whatever and like- i didnt even plan it out or edit it so im SORRY if it sounds like a wattpad story im SORRYY

also, trigger warning <3 lots of blood and a mention of murder

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“No, Emily! I told you I don’t want to do this!” Dylan yelled in a whisper, frustrated that her friend wouldn't listen. 

“Why not?” Emily huffed.

“Because it’s late and it’s cold and I’m tired! It’s nearly 2am Em! I want to go to bed…” The night was dark and cold, the wind howling like a crying hungry wolf. Big black clouds covered the sky, threatening to open their hatches and bleed the ocean any minute now. “Plus, it’s probably going to rain soon, I’d rather not get caught in a storm and get all wet and gross.” 

“Ugh..” Emily pouted “You are such a lame-o.” The tall girl said while rolling her eyes in annoyance. 

“You know what?” Emily asked Dylan, her tone growing ever more scathing “I’ll just go without you, you clearly don’t know how to have fun. Like Christ Dylan, it’s Halloween and you don’t even want to have fun.” 

“I had fun!” Dylan cried, so confused as to why her best friend was acting like such a jerk all of a sudden. Well… maybe not all of a sudden, but lately. Lately Emily has been just so… mean. Maybe it was just the new school year, the new influence of new people. Emily had always been a dainty little flower, leaning any which way the wind would blow her. Whatever. Hopefully she'll get over it soon. Dylan was getting tired of her garbage.

“Whatever,” Emily muttered, “No one would even want you there anyways. I was just trying to be nice, but obviously your short measly little self can handle kindness.” And with that, the snotty witch turned around and started walking towards the party, leaving Dylan in the middle of the road. 

The wind only blew harder. 

“What the hell…” Dylan’s face contorted into confusion and disgust. Then came the tight squeezing in the back of her throat, the painful tingling at the tip of her nose. Her vision became blurry, and warm streaks began running down her cheeks. 

Suddenly, she heard strange noises in the distance behind her. Kind of like screaming, only there was a certain buzz to it… revving? The sound got louder and louder and… she looked behind her. Lights. Very bright lights.

Shit.

Dylan jumped out of the way just in time, before the car got a chance to hit her. She gasped, and her heart was beating out of her chest, maybe about to explode. Dylan really needed to get home.

The girl started her long walk home, and in her walk she was mad. Mad at Emily ditching her and mad at Emily for being so rude. Why was Emily acting like that? 

The wind blew harder, Dylan shivered. 

Lightning crashed and lit up the sky, all different colors of purple and red and blue. Then came thunder, the great sound of it vibrating Dylan to her core. Finally, the rain fell down from the sky, bleeding from the clouds. The rain was blood. It was thick with blood… wait, blood? Dylan looked up at the sky, it began bleeding and everything around her turned a deep shade of scarlet. Dylan continued down the street, her walk turning into more of a fast jog.

More lightning flashed, although this time the thunder sounded less like thunder and had more the quality of a low pig’s snort. Pigs. Dylan hated pigs. 

Dylan’s breathing sped up, and for a second she just stood there in the middle of the street again. Frozen in confusion and fear. Then came a scream, an utter terrifyingly loud scream. The scream of a woman who had just witnessed her babies murder. Or maybe more like she was getting murdered. 

This woke Dylan from her trance, and she began running. Running and running and running. Running away from God knows what. She was absolutely terrified. Dylan kept running as more and more blood rained from the sky, the clouds now all encompassing, blocking out any signs of sky. 

The sound of a yelling cat getting its tail stepped on reverberated through the air, startling Dylan as she tripped and fell onto the ground, face-planting into the puddles of blood that now threatened to flood the Earth. Dylan felt like she was spinning, a cartwheel rotating on the ground but refusing to land. 

The blood-soaked girl tried getting up and failed, falling again. She started screaming, blood curdling cries. Then she looked down and realized she had gotten up a second time. Again she ran and ran. The world began spinning around her once more, swirling and blurring. Screams surrounded her, invading her thoughts, going into her mind. Below the loud high whistling of the wind and shrill of her’s and unknown beings screams, there was a low sizzling bass. Popping, crackling electricity. 

The world kept spinning and Dylan started to feel like she was falling again. Falling fast and tumbling and falling and falling and falling… All of Dylan’s senses were scrambled and she felt her stomach float up into her ribcage. Dylan’s eyes felt as if they would explode, pressure building up behind her sockets as her forehead began to get that dull sick feeling.

The screaming got louder and the falling got faster and red began to infiltrate all of Dylan’s visions. She felt sick and sticky and wet, but after a while everything became a blur, and a sensory overload came on and she soon felt nothing but the sensation of her limbs and organs swimming and flying apart. Eventually the red faded, the feelings went numb, and everything turned to black.

[perryhedge]

Thoughts on Senpai ga Uzai Kouhai no Hanashi

I think this is about what I expected, but I quite liked this one! Cute, easy to watch, fun characters. Not really laugh out loud funny or anything but there are a few good bits carried by the lead's strong voice acting. Most importantly, this show looks much better than it needs to, consistently, and has some real nice bits of animation like in the OP and occasional flashes every other episode or so. I was a bit surprised at just how wholesome this was.

To be honest, I didn't really care about the senpai, nor was I really rooting for their relationship to progress -- I'm not even necessarily convinced they'd make a good couple, let alone that the senpai has any feelings for his kouhai other than a desire to look after her, though his obliviousness and simplicity really gets stretched the further you go. As for the secondary couple, they're alright I guess, I never really minded when they were on screen but I was never dying for the story to return to them either. I guess that's how I felt about this whole show pretty much. Characters, seasons, and scenes come and go. None of it was necessarily something I got super attached to, but everything was pleasant enough that I happily clicked play on the next episode right after. There's some nice side stories too that are properly done, like the backstory between Futaba and Natsumi which was a highlight for me. Just an effortlessly competent production all around that does what it needs to do to hit the beats it needs to hit, without really having any major stumbles or unforced errors. Which is surprisingly rare!

And while most shows would probably make the joke of the lead pair's strange size difference a lot weirder and just be way hornier in general, this show actually felt surprisingly pretty tame, despite the fact that I know Doga Kobo productions will not necessarily shy away from that stuff. I was surprised at their restraint! And to go along with that, no one was mean to each other at all, aside from some light teasing. It's completely inoffensive and without bite, and that made it pretty easy to watch. It's just cute and genuinely pretty innocent, and I'm not sure I want to read any of the manga and break that impression. To be real, I pretty much don't think the main pair should get together, and the show gives that side enough plausibility. I do think the "dramatic" scenes got old, because on at least 3 separate occasions they play the scenario where a helpless female character is harassed by often literally faceless guys, and then their romantic interest (or in the backstory, Natsumi) show up to beat em up. Got kinda tired of that, but it's not a big deal. This show wasn't about drama for the most part, and thank god for that. It was about going on field trips with your coworkers who are basically your classmates but shh they're all adults.

Underrated aspect of this show was the music, which was delightful and overall very tastefully done. There's some whimsical orchestral tracks here almost like you'd hear on an Azumanga Daioh or Yuyushiki OST, and quite a few off kilter jazz-ish tracks too. Actually, with all the Christmas theming I almost got a Charlie Brown vibe at times. I think it's the music and especially the smart use of it (knowing when to kick off, escalate, fade in a track) that makes otherwise ordinary scenes even more pleasant. Like I said, everything in this show is very vanilla, so there are times when I think this is definitely needed to add that emotional weight to scenes that are on paper very understated.

Btw shoutout to the endcards, each made by a different popular porn artist on Twitter as far as I can tell, I liked them except for the one by the Made in Abyss mangaka lol.

On the whole, one of the most watchable anime I've seen in a while. Filled with comfy slice of life moments and made me remember why I like this stuff in the first place. It actually reminds me a lot of the Office, but the middle seasons, after the show had lost its edge but before all the navel gazing identity crisis stuff hit. Just, those middle seasons where everyone's just kinda hanging out. And yeah, there are a lot of moments I definitely won't remember by next month, like the entire character of the magical Russian girl, but the overall impression will remain like a pleasant aftertaste. So in conclusion, this show is really one of the most pretty good anime of all time, and I mean that in the best possible way.

[destroyerarcher]

Bloons Supermonkey 2 Mobile 100% Completion review

The Bloons series has always been one of the more fascinating success stories with how it got popular. Starting from a puzzle game where you pop bloons with a limited quantity of darts, it has now gained most of its popularity from its tower defense spinoff, Bloons Tower Defense. Despite this spinoff series holding most of the popularity for the Bloons ip, this does not mean that Ninja Kiwi, developers of Bloons not tried other game genres within both Bloons and other ips. One of these spinoffs include the Bloons Supermonkey series, with the most recent entry being Bloons Supermonkey 2 on Mobile. The Bloons Supermonkey series are arcade style shoot-em ups where you control a Super Monkey who shoots all sorts of projectiles at bloons. Despite sharing the same name as Bloons Supermonkey 2 on flash, Bloons Supermonkey 2 is an entirely different game released in November 2, 2016, with different content, altered progression, and new mechanics. When I initially decided to try Bloons Supermonkey 2 I had low expectations, but my expectations were blown away into one of my top games, although a few issues linger that I hope will be resolved in an eventual sequel.

            While many games in the shoot em up genre involve you needing to dodge enemy attacks, in Bloons Supermonkey 2 there are virtually no enemy attacks. Instead, your objective is simply earning a bronze or greater medal by popping a certain amount of bloons in a level, where your Supermonkey will attack then automatically. Once you pop bloons, you will earn a currency called blops, used for purchasing new gear. These blops are separated into red blops, earnable only through the first time you collect a blop from a bloon, achievements, or other special means and useable on gear, while blue blops are only earnable after beating a level once by collecting a blop you previously collected in the level, used for passive upgrades that carry over across different gear. You also earn powerups throughout a level by collecting crates that award powerups upon beating a level. While powerups may seem inconsequential at first, they are often crucial for beating boss levels. Boss levels unlock after progressing far enough in the campaign and are the first time any serious fail state is in the game. Bosses that are featured in this game include familiar bloons such as the MOAB, or completely new ones like the Eagle Bloon. They often have unique mechanics or patterns that will often set you back if you are unprepared, and if you are unable to pop a boss bloon in time, you will fail the level. Powerups often grant you the edge required for beating these boss levels, and later bosses can be very difficult without the right setup and strategy. All of this is complimented by how crisp the general controls for your character are, letting you zip through different areas of the screen quickly so you can clean up any remaining bloons or focus a boss.

            Despite Ninja Kiwi being well known for creating constantly updated titles that eventually get insurmountable amounts of content, Bloons Supermonkey 2 on Mobile (BSM2M) feels relatively well paced. This most likely stems from BSM2M originally being a paid title that NK eventually made free, probably because most people who would pay this upfront price had already done so. While some degree of grinding is necessary, that grinding comes fairly fast and you can probably beat the game within 10-20 hours. By the time you reach the final boss, you will have experienced a variety of level designs and mechanics, some of which are simplistic, and others will constantly keep you on your toes. If you struggle earning blops, save Gold Rush and Hidden Treasure and combine them together on level 80, or if you need it earlier, choose the level available with the most bloon layers you can pop. You can also combine red rush with wired funds or blop magnet if you need red blops but do not have the aforementioned two. I should not forget how great Tim Haywood’s music are for the game, either, as like always, he delivers highly quality tracks that fit the Superhero theme. These themes would later have elements reused in BTD6’s boss themes, as Primal One and Onslaught have callbacks to many boss themes in BSM2M. Like other BTD games, there are elemental resistances, and two new additions, the glass bloon and shield modifier, are paralleled in BTD6’s purple bloon and fortified modifier, which have very similar properties. Because of these resistances, they force you, at least early on, to think carefully about what weapon combinations you run.

            That being said, the completion criteria can be rough. If you haven’t already been playing on a tall phone, I highly recommend doing so while chasing diamond badges, as the resolution of the game will reveal more on taller devices – I completed the entire game on iPad and then tried playing on an iPhone and noticed the difference in how much you can see. If you play on an iPad, then you will often deal with bloons going offscreen that you can’t really deal with. Because of this I wish the game handled resolution scaling in a much better fashion given how meticulous getting diamond medals are – not a single bloon can leave! Next is the lack of control remapping, or even static controls. In the original Flash BSM2 your activatable powerups would hover below you, but it made sense as you had a keybind that would activate the first priority power. For whatever reason, this same design persists onto the mobile version, but they are now activated by tapping that same button that is constantly moving around. To make matters worse, phasing bloons will move the Supermonkey AND as a result, move the buttons around, making pinpoint timing with epic powerups annoying. Finally, some of these levels have bloons that are normally tied to a MOAB or BFB, and many of those bloons will in fact be shot out for you to pop when the correlating blimp is destroyed, but in a few cases this will not happen.  Thankfully you can plan around this, but it’s annoying regardless. Correlating with full completion, getting every medal will require you abusing a glitch with Neva Miss that makes every shot consume every last piece of its pierce on single targets. Darts, Bomb, and Storm will all require this because of their high pierce and low damage output, with Darts and Bomb utilizing Turbo Boost and Neva Miss, while Bomb against Blastapopoulos and Storm will utilize Explosive Shots instead of Turbo Boost. With Storm especially, the core weapon starts creating ridiculous quantities of explosions each time it touches the boss with Neva Miss.

Regardless of all these flaws with full completion, I would overall recommend completing this game and getting every diamond and weapon medal, so long as you play on a tall phone. Some of the hardest levels end up demanding attention to detail, and as a result, necessitate a proper plan rather than brute forcing everything. The specific weapon medals often end up requiring the player to learn their weapons and the game mechanics well as well. Not only that, the diamond completion bonus, the Diamond Supermonkey skin, looks amazing and will be something you will often see if you do the endgame activity, Endless Mine.

            Now the endgame, Endless Mine, is soured by the regression in the way you can earn powerups. Getting every powerup in the game to max level is – even with ad doublers and spacing sessions out so I can have my three ad boosts ready every day, extremely grindy, as it still took a lot of time grinding for all 3 star powerups, 50 times. This contrasts with how the Flash version of BSM2 would simply let you pay blops for powerups, and ironically you end up overflowing with too many blops that you have no way of spending instead. How this correlates with Endless Mine is that it discourages making more than one or two attempts at a leaderboard score, as Endless Mine requires powerup usage for leaderboard scores, but the main way of getting more powerups is by playing more levels. As the main way of earning powerups is by farming fast levels and collecting all the crates, with the low drop rates of 3 star powerups, getting enough powerups to chase leaderboard ranks can be tedious. Nonetheless, giving the Endless Mine a shot after beating the game is still a worthwhile endeavor, and you may end up enjoying it more than diamond medals!             All in all, Bloons Supermonkey 2 Mobile excels in something that Ninja Kiwi rarely does – a curated, finite experience that barely contains any filler, if at all. I may end up making a text guide on the best way of tackling this, and some day I will also upload my diamond runs on my Youtube channel. Whether you enjoy Bullet Hell games or not, I would highly recommend giving BSM2 Mobile a shot, especially given that the game is now free!

[storiesforallfandoms]

and the winner is... ~ eminem

word count: 1784

request?: yes!

“hey, love your writing sm ❤️ I really like the concept where the reader is a young actress with Eminem, so can I request one where they go to Marshall’s award show for the first time publicly, they try to keep it low key but the reader presents an award and when Em wins they share a warm moment on stage and the media loses it? thanks in advance”

description: in which they say they’re going to be lowkey for their first public appearance as a couple, and then he wins the award she’s presenting

pairing: eminem x female!reader

warnings: swearing

masterlist (one, two)

It was hard to keep my hands off of Marshall as we walked down the red carpet. It was our first public outing as a couple, but Marshall wasn’t very into PDA so we had decided to keep it somewhat lowkey. It seemed like a good idea in theory, until Marshall did the unthinkable and showed up dressed in a suit. How am I supposed to not jump his bones when he looks damn fine in a suit?

Every time I so much as glanced at him the paparazzi would go crazy. So many flashing lights that eventually I was seeing spots. It was hard to keep smiling when I couldn’t even see ahead of me.

Marshall put an arm around my waist - which of course led to more flashing lights - and walked me off the red carpet into the venue. The minute I walked through the doors into the dimly lit room, it really was like I couldn’t see. I had to take a minute to let my eyes adjust to the sudden light change.

“Weird how quickly I go from basically a nobody on a red carpet to a hot commodity just because I have attractive arm candy,” I joked.

A half smile tugged at Marshall’s lips. “You were never a nobody. Not to me anyways.”

“Awe, that’s so sweet it’s kind of gross,” I teased.

This earned me an actual laugh as Marshall pulled me in for a kiss. Without any prying eyes around, we felt free to actually be a couple.

We engaged with some others in the industry, including those Marshall considered to be close friends of his. I felt out of place at this music award show as an actress who was still trying to become more than just a side character in the movies she starred in. I was grateful to have Marshall there to help me through it.

When we took our seats as the show was starting, Marshall reached over to take my hand. “Are you okay?”

I shrugged. “Nervous I think. Which I shouldn’t be because it’s just me announcing an award, but it’s my first time on an award show stage for any reason, and it’s a pretty big award.”

“And it’s one I’m nominated for.”

I looked over at Marshall with wide eyes. “What?!”

“You didn’t know?”

I shook my head. Now I felt so much more nervous. What if I pulled a Steve Harvey and said the wrong name because I wanted Marshall to win? Or what if he actually did win but everyone thought I said he did because we were dating? I tried to focus on the stage ahead of me but my heart was beating so fast that my vision was starting to get blurry. I felt warm, like I was sweating, which made me worry that my makeup was starting to run. I was going to look disgusting with my makeup running on live television.

Sensing my new found nervousness, Marshall gave my hand a reassuring squeeze.

“Hey, look at me.” I glanced over to meet his gaze. “It’s going to be okay. You’ve rehearsed this speech so much that you can say it without the teleprompter. It’s not going to be any different just because I’m nominated. If I win, you give me the award and I do a speech. If I don’t win, you give the award to whoever does and they make a speech. It’s not a big deal, (Y/N), don’t worry too much about it.”

I wished I could’ve just let my fear rush from my body, but it was still there. Before I could say anything else, the lights went down and the show officially started.

I tried to just sit and enjoy the show but it was hard when I had my upcoming presenter role looming over me. Of course, it was one of the last awards of the show, so I had to sit there and let my nerves build as the suspense for the winner of the award grew as well.

Every now and then Marshall would give my hand another squeeze and I would calm down for that split second. Having him by my side helped a lot, but every time I remembered that he might be the recipient of the award I became nervous again.

Finally, it was my time to take the stage. They passed me the envelope with the name of the winner and motioned for me to take the stage. I plastered a smile on my face as my name was called and I walked onto the stage. I hoped the cameras couldn’t pick up my shaking, and I really hoped my shaking wouldn’t make my voice sound as bad as I feared it would.

“This award can only go to the best of the best,” I started, glancing at the prompter in front of me to make sure I was saying the words correctly. “The person who worked the hardest and had the best payoff with their release. The competition this year is fierce, and it was hard to narrow it down to just these five artists, as there have been so many amazing works of art released this past year. It has been an even harder choice to pick who of them all is the best, although I might be bias in saying I’ve already chosen my favorite.”

The audience chuckled at my improved addition to the speech.

“Ladies and gentlemen, here are your nominees.”

I watched the video that played of the nominated artists. My heart skipped a beat when Marshall came up, a few clips from the music videos he had filmed playing in a short montage. He had worked so hard on his latest album, every part of me hoped that he would be the winner I was announcing.

As the video came to an end, I turned back to face the audience (and the cameras) to announce the winner.

“And the award goes to...”

I tried not to let my slight fear show as I fumbled with the envelope for a moment. I started to worry that I wouldn’t even be able to open it and completely embarrass myself on live TV. I tried not to sigh with relief when the seal perfectly popped open and I was able to pull the card out. The smile on my face had to have given away the winner before the words were even out of my mouth.

“Eminem!”

The crowd cheered and stood from their seats. A camera found Marshall, who was standing from his seat and hugging Paul and Denaun before making his way to the stage. I couldn’t help but smile proudly at him as I extended the award I was holding - his award - to him.

I was taken by surprise when he wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me in for a kiss. It was brief since he had an award to accept, but it was enough to make my head spin, the way his kisses usually did.

When he pulled away I was still so stunned that I almost forgot to give him his award. I could see him trying to hold back a laugh as he took it from my hands and turned to the microphone.

“Thank you,” he said to the still cheering audience. For a minute I forgot there was anyone else in the room, and realizing so many people had watched that kiss made my cheeks heat up. “I’d like to thank my manager, Paul, who for some reason still backs me with everything I do and produce even when it pushes the boundaries a little too much. I also want to thank the good Doctor, who has been supporting me since day one and who has always believed in me and gave me this platform to make music and to push the boundaries that Paul has to deal with. My daughters, my biggest inspirations. And of course, I’d like to thank the beautiful lady who presented this award to me tonight. I may not show it publicly but I am my happiest when I’m with you and I cannot thank you enough for that.”

I blinked away the tears forming in my eyes as I clapped along with the audience. The music started playing as Marshall offered me his arm to walk me off the stage. I felt like I was floating on cloud nine as we walked down the stairs and backstage, away from the cameras and the thousands of people watching us, both in person and on TV.

We were greeted backstage by other presenters and winners who were still mingling and celebrating their wins. Marshall was congratulated and a few of the other presenters told me how well I did with my presentation. I was proud of myself for getting through it, but I was more proud that I didn’t go completely airheaded after Marshall kissed me.

When we finally got away from the large amount of people, Marshall pulled me in for another kiss.

“So much for keeping it lowkey, huh?” I teased when I pulled away.

“I was caught up in the moment,” he said with a shrug, but I wasn’t completely convinced.

“That speech was uncharacteristically sweet,” I said. “For your public persona anyways. I figured you’d keep it short and sweet and maybe get the show into a little bit of trouble with an unplanned curse word.”

He chuckled. “Well normally that would be how things go. But I meant what I said during my speech: you make me the happiest I’ve ever been. When you said my name I just couldn’t help but feel this unfamiliar surge of happiness and excitement at winning. You know I don’t care about these types of award shows, but the fact that you presented this award to me made me care for just a second. I know I’ll be the talking point for the next few days because of this, but right now I don’t care all that much.”

Tears were welling in my eyes again as I pulled him back to me. “Shut up, you’re gonna ruin my makeup.”

His laugh filled my ears as he pulled me for another kiss. The happiness he said he felt coursed through my veins too. I couldn’t imagine being with anyone else in a moment like this.

When he pulled away he put his arm around me again and started to walk towards the door. “Let’s get out of here. I think I wanna celebrate my win with the most beautiful girl I’ve ever met.”

I smiled brightly at him. “I like the sound of that.”