#<- i think maybe the sticks can turn into a staff . was gonna have him just have a staff but it was too long for the pose i wanted

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[hunterofartemis7]

Pt.11

*at the police station*

Bruce: do I even want to know how you ALL got arrested?

Jason: we have a very good reason!

Bruce: oh I’d love to hear it

Jason: a doctor was very rude to raven and made her cry

Tim: and he had so many complaints from different female staff and female patients so we took matters into our own hands

Bruce:…yeah that’s a good reason. *pays their bail*

Cop: *lets them all out*

Dick: btw, where are the birds at?

Bruce: outside with Kori and Selena

Jason: cat moms here?

Bruce: yes

Jason:….put me back in the cell

*outside*

Raven: I didn’t think they would get arrested

Damian: I did

Selina: I mean, they had a good reason.

Kori: you think the doctor will sue them?

Selina: he can try, but Bruce had better lawyers

Raven: how much was their bail?

Selina: probably a couple hundred a piece. Why?

Raven: cause I need to know how much to pay Bruce back for

Bruce: *coming out of the jail* you’re not paying me back for anything Raven.

Raven: but they got arrested because of me…

Jason: no we got arrested because no one fucks with our family.

Raven:..thank you, for sticking up for me

Dick: anytime Rae.

Bruce: so what exactly did he do to make you cry and make them THAT angry?

Jason: uhhhhh…..

Raven:…..

Tim: *gives her the “we say nothing if you don’t want us to” look*

Selina: well??

Raven: *mumbles* he..was saying awful things about me..and my baby..

Selina: BABY!?!?

Bruce: your pregnant?

Raven: *nods* I..I’m sorry I didn’t tell y—*gets tackled by Selina*

Selina: CONGRATULATIONS!!!! MY WORDS IM GONNA BE A GRANDMA! 🥹

Bruce: *hugs her as well* congratulations my dear! I’m so happy for you! *turns to Damian and hugs him* congratulations son

Damian: thank you father

Jason: B this is your first grandchild

Bruce: I know.🥹

Dick: so we’re celebrating now..okay. *takes a breath* IM GONNA BE AN UNCLE!!! *bear hugs Damian*

Damian: UNHAND ME GRAYSON!

Jason: I’m really happy for you two but also…*punches Damian in the arm* WHAT THE HELL MAN?!

Damian: what was that for!?

Jason: uh maybe for not telling us sooner!! Our baby brother is having a baby and you didn’t tell us immediately! How long have you known!?

Raven: little over a week…

Jason: REALLY!?

Damian: we were going to tell you!

Tim: when?

Damian: in like…3 months

Selina: THREE MONTHS!?

Kori: guys, stop yelling

Jason: give me one good reason why!?

Kori: *motions to raven who’s tearing up*

Raven: I’m sorry…😣

Jason: Rae…no no sweetheart it’s okay, don’t apologize. You didn’t do anything wrong

Raven:😖😭 *hormones suck*

Damian: way to go asshole *hugs raven close, rubbing her back*

Dick: Rae were not actually mad, we’re just giving Damian shit.

Tim: yeah we didn’t mean to make you upset.

Jason: *looks at Kori like ��this will be a long few months”*

Kori:😑

[my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction]

I saw your hc post with Nathan with a feminine s/o and the part where he liked listening to her talk and that got me thinking about this. He would love it if his s/o played piano. Like, he puts a piano in places like the living room and his office just so when he's there he can listen to them play. Sh maybe you could make a small hc post based on that idea

Ahh, I love this! Sorry it took me so long to post!

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Word Count: 455

Oh my gosh, literally pianos everywhere. You have to tell him to calm the fuck down. 

“Do you want a new piano?” “No, you bought me five already.” “Do you need one in a different colour?” “No.” “What about another grand piano for the-” “Nathan.” 

Doesn’t pester you to play for him, but is very happy whenever you play. Even if you’re trying out a new piece and feel like you're constantly messing up, he’s just 100% heart eyes at all times.

Will, however, act like he isn’t if you call him on it. 

If you’re playing and it isn’t within his earshot you’re gonna get a series of, ‘why aren’t you playing near me so I can listen?’ type messages.

You end up just practising near him so he doesn’t complain. 

You call him a baby (affectionate) about it. 

He says he isn’t and sulks for 3 hours. 

When you find him you show him a little song you’ve written for him. 

He gets a little over emotional that you made something for him. And tries to hide it. (He does a bad job.)

Asks you to teach him how to play.

He understands the theory really well, but gets annoyed when he can’t play perfectly after 30 seconds. 

“You’re really good Nathan!”

“I’m shit.”

“You can’t expect to play it perfectly the first time.”

“Why?”

You roll your eyes. “Because you have to learn the muscle memory, you couldn’t box amazingly the first time you tried could you?” 

“I could.” 

“Fuck off.” 

You give him little lessons every day, which he adores. He progresses well, he’s obviously trying really hard, but after a couple of weeks, you realise he’s doing it more to spend time with you and to share in something you enjoy than to become a master at it. (Which surprises you.) 

He likes calling you ‘bossy’ when you tell him to practise or play something. This morphs a little and sticks into a nickname, ‘boss’. 

Whenever he’s on a conference call and someone asks him to do something he doesn’t want to, instead of saying a flat ‘no.’ he just starts shrugging and saying ‘you better ask the boss.’ 

He does not explain this to anyone, causing a lot of confusion (which he loves). 

No one has any idea that you’re ‘the boss’ until a rare in-person event when Nathan isn’t being his hermit self and he refers to you by the nickname in front of a couple of staff. 

What you expect to be the end of the joke turns into people asking and emailing you for permission and sign offs. (And to get Nathan to do things.) 

Nathan finds this all hilarious and will not correct the situation.

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~ SWTD: Still Here AU Season 2 Part 3: ~

A Dream? A Memory? Or Something Else:

Who wants a mystery, lore and character building? Well, here ya go.

TW: Car accident and blood.

Part 4:

With two more left hooks, Innes dropped his arms and leaned forward to catch his breath. Sweat dripping down his face, soaking his hair and sticking his clothes to his body.

'Not bad,' Caz praised. He lowered his arms, where he held a padded chair seat to act as a boxing bag. 'Did you box before?'

'I was in the military,' Innes gasped before forcing himself to stand. 'It's all part of the training. But, I was better than that.'

'Hey, if you sweat, then you're putting effort into it. You never said you served?'

'Well, I would have thought you'd done the math, Caz,' Innes joked. 'I had only just turned eighteen when I went to the nearest office to join. Old man didn't approve.'

'And what did he want you to do?'

'Fuck knows. Your daddy always wanted you to be a boxer?'

'Yep. But, I think he saw the money over my talent.'

'Right, well, three cheers for a shitty parent then, eh?'

'Maybe another time,' Caz chuckled. 'I'm gonna lay down for a bit.'

'Alright. Don't be late for Roy's fish and chips.'

'Never.'

Caz had noticed he couldn't sense one of the infected, but he didn't give it much thought. The farm was big. Muir was stuck to Innes like glue and had been watching from the side. Trots sat on the porch with Simon, Rennick, and Gibbo, who were all having coffee. That's when Caz spotted his children along with Addair's and Jack making snowmen. Out of the corner of his eye, just out of his reach, was Addair with, who Caz assumed to be Jennifer. He couldn't make out the features or body language, just their outlines. There was a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, but Caz wasn't going to make it his business.

He wandered up to the house, passed Roy and Suze talking in front room with Irenw, up the stairs and into one of the beds to rest. Even if he could sleep like a log, Caz was feeling constantly tired these past few days. It's like all the built-up stress that kept his legs moving was suddenly gone, leaving him with tired eyes he had to battle. The rest he took in the attic did help to some degree, but it was now happening again. He hoped this wasn't going to be a common occurrence and was just because he had been drinking last night. He checked the clock. 11:44am.

'Just, an hour won't hurt...'

Caz had a strange dream. He was standing in a corner shop, looking over the endless shelves of sweets in their respective glass jars, nearly reaching the ceiling. A humming from the flickering light above accompanied the radio that sat besides the staff only door. It was cold. His breath was visible in the air. Beside him were the newspapers, separated by their publisher. Behind him, the door opened with a bell ring, and a teenager boy with blonde hair and a slim frame stepped inside. His bike leaned against the window. Caz saw a zebra crossing outside. The boy seemed to be in a hurry. Not acknowledging Caz, he dashed to the till.

'Can I get four bags of Jazzles, please?'

This didn't feel like a dream. It felt real to Caz. He couldn't describe it, but it didn't feel disorienting. Every texture on his jacket he touched felt real. The chill in the air caused him to shiver and have his hair stand on end. Nothing felt surreal, and he could think straight rather than being on co-pilot. He had full control of his body and thoughts. The only thing that reminded Caz this was a dream was the boy and shopkeeper. They didn't notice him.

'That'll be twenty pence.'

'Thanks.'

Caz knew the boy wasn't him. This wasn't a memory from his youth. He was never originally blonde, and the boy's strong cockney accent gave that away.

'Seya.' The boy dashed back outside and onto his bike. Caz watched. The shopkeeper didn't acknowledge him. Caz turned away. Then he heard the screeching of tires and a loud thudding sound of metal hitting each other. Caz froze. His face went pale. His eyes widened. The shopkeeper gasped in horror and ran outside. Another chill ran down his spine.

Slowly, Caz turned and saw the boy and the pool of blood that stained his hair. Then it went dark, and the room began to spin. The beeping of a heart monitor echoed off the walls, and a woman screamed a name. Tommy.

Caz rolled out of the bed with a thud. The piercing wails startled him awake. He checked the clock on the wall. 14:19pm. Cait stood over him with a worried look in her eye. Caz frowned. 'You alright?' She didn't answer. Her eyes flicked to the door. Her shoulders were tense, and she bit her lip. 'Cait? Cait, what's wrong? Is it Maidie?' Caz clumsily got to his feet and slipped on his boots. 'Has she tripped?'

'Mr. Addair's gone.'

'What?'

'No one can find him,' Cait explained in a panic voice that was feeding into Caz with the slow rising panic he felt in his chest. 'Mr. Muir has checked the fields, and Mr. Gibbo went into the highlands, but no one...'

Caz slammed the front door open, jumped the porch stairs, and marched outside. He was furious. 'How in the actual, living fuck did we all manage to lose him?!'

'I'm not his fuckin' babysitter, Caz,' Innes snapped back.

'That's not the point. We're all in this together, and in the span of a few hours, he's gone?'

'Apparently,' Rennick sighed. 'I've not seen his missus or his children, either.'

'They went back to London,' Trots answered. 'Left about two hours ago.'

'And Addair was still here at the time?'

'Yeah. He waved them off with a few of us. Obviously, he wasn't happy about it and she seemed to be a hurry...' Trots slowly trailed off with a slow realisation that everyone pieced together. He covered his mouth with a hand. They all turned to the long driveway. The snow had been disturbed, but the prints were from this morning, so no one gave it much thought. A good cover if you were going to sneak away.

'Fuck.'

[your-divine-ribs]

Forbidden Part 40

Words: 2.5k

Finally got an update for this story! Sorry I’m so slow and thank you for sticking around anyone who’s still here 🖤🧡 xxx

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You don't see Van again until the announcement that your flight's boarding sounds out over the tannoy. He's there at the departure gate in a small huddle with some of the other teaching staff, his eyes flicking to you periodically. You purposely don't let him catch you looking, only stealing surreptitious glances when his attention's diverted. You know full well your feigned indifference to him since you last saw him is no doubt driving him insane, especially when your last encounter ended with your promises to behave, but you don't care. You're feeling even more reckless than usual and it's not the influence of the two martinis that you've just sunk at the airport bar.

You've also been watching Alex from afar whilst you're waiting to board, mulling over his earlier cryptic comment. He's standing a way off from the others, surveying the scene, keeping his distance even though you can clearly see his eyes lingering longingly on the short hem of Kathleen's summer dress. If he knows something's going on between you and Van then he could pose a real threat... but if he does then why on earth would he taunt you with that knowledge instead of doing the decent thing and reporting you or even sharing it with Kathleen? Maybe it's because his intentions aren't decent at all. Maybe he has some other agenda. One thing you're positive about is the fact that he's going to cause serious trouble on this trip... but that might not be all bad. In fact if you play your cards right it could be the sort of trouble that you don't mind getting embroiled in in the slightest. The knowledge that you're potentially not the only one with a dirty little secret has filled your head with all sorts of sinful ideas.

You smirk to yourself, turning away and back to your friends, a wicked kind of excitement simmering in your gut for what the week ahead might hold.

"Where you sitting Y/N?" Benji asks as he squints at his boarding card. "I've been stuck right at the back of the plane next to bloody Erica and Lydia. Why didn't ya wait for me at the check-in desk instead of joining that other queue?"

"Dunno..." you shrug. "Just don't like waiting around I guess. It's only a three hour flight anyway, that's what Johnny says, so you won't have to suffer for too long."

You shoot him a faux sweet smile and he fakes a disgruntled huff. "That's what Johnny says," he mimics you, voice all sarcastic and teasing. "Don't think I didn't see you cosying up to him earlier. Not content with wrapping Van around yer little finger, now you're moving on to the next Professor! You think you're gonna graduate with a First if you keep sucking up to all the lecturers, eh?"

"Fuck off!" You cry out, a little too harshly as you give him a shove, cringing as you feel Bob's eyes on you. "I'm not sucking up to anyone. Johnny's just been really helpful to me over the exams, that's all. He taught me some deep breathing exercises... says he's gonna help me with my flight anxiety too. That's why he asked to sit next to me on the flight."

"Should 'ave just had a few more of those martinis at the bar, they were well strong. That would've done the job."

You laugh and then you feel a hand on your arm, looking around to find that Bob's moved closer. He leans in to talk quietly to you whilst Benji's delving into his rucksack for his passport, his tone hushed, his cheeks dusted pink.

"Saw you and Kathleen in the duty free shop earlier... was she... errr... did she seem okay?"

You consider omitting the chat you overhead Kathleen and Alex having earlier but why should you hide it? You're not actually shit-stirring, you're only telling the truth... and besides, sharing a little gossip with Bob is likely to put you in his good books. It's probably a wise place to be considering how badly you intend to behave on this trip. You might well need all the allies you can get.

"She was okay, pretty happy actually, especially as she was busy spending Van's money..." Bob narrows his eyes as you tell him about the expensive designer handbag, seemingly unimpressed. "And then..." you pause for effect, lowering your voice so he has to lean in even closer... "Alex showed up... he was going on about some literary tour that those two are going on. I didn't realise everyone from English was off doing their own thing this week."

"They're not," Bob replies quickly, his brow dipping down in consternation. "Well, at least I've not heard anything about it anyway. Nothing formal's been arranged."

"Oh... maybe it's just those two then," you say, biting back your smirk at Bob's obvious disapproval. "I mean, they did sound pretty excited... sounded like they had the week all planned out."

"I really don't trust him you know... not one little bit," Bob mutters, but you don't have chance to reply as an air steward ushers you all forward to the gate.

You've been told the best remedy to quell flying nerves is a distraction and you're spoilt for choice on this journey. As soon as you locate your seat and sit down, Johnny appears in the aisle, secretive little grin playing on his lips as he glances down at you before stowing his rucksack in the overhead locker.

"All set for take-off then?" He asks, slipping into the seat beside you.

"As I'll ever be," you reply, glancing around before you reach over to let just the tips of your fingers brush over his jean-clad thigh. "I'm still nervous though so I'm really glad you're here to distract me."

"Hey, no funny business on here okay? It's way too public. When I said I was gonna help calm your anxiety I meant in a totally innocent way."

There's a hint of sternness in his voice but you pay it no heed. If he thinks you're actually going to behave yourself on this flight then he's very much mistaken. Especially as you've just sighted Van and Kathleen making their way down the narrow aisle towards where you're sitting. Kathleen's in front, perusing the seat numbers which are displayed just below the overhead lockers but Van's eyes are otherwise occupied. He's scanning the whole plane, row by row, quite obviously looking for someone. You slump down in your seat, not wanting him to spot you just yet, suddenly struck by nerves.

"Here we are! 20C and 20B. Do you want to sit in the middle seat or the aisle? I was hoping for a window seat really but maybe whoever's there won't mind swapping..."

Kathleen's voice rings out, disappointment clear in her tone but it soon fades away as she comes into view, stopping right next to your row.

"Hey Johnny, look at that! We're sitting right across from you... oh hi Y/N! You're here too!"

Your gut clenches with an edgy kind of excitement at the fact that Van's going to be situated so closely. You look up to catch him glaring down on you, quite obviously not sharing in his fiancée's enthusiasm at being seated in such proximity.

"Got a nervous flyer here," Johnny nods his head towards you as you smile meekly up at Van and Kathleen. "Thought some of those relaxation techniques we used during exams might come in handy."

"Relaxation techniques eh?" Van raises an eyebrow and although he fixes you with a smile you note the telltale tightening along his jawline. "I'm quite intrigued to hear what those are actually."

You're not sure whether he's waiting for an immediate response but you splutter one out anyway, your mouth engaging before your brain has a chance to remind you to play it cool. "It was nothing... not really, just like deep breathing and stuff... that's all... that's all it was..."

"Well I think it's great," Kathleen interrupts, coming to your rescue without realising it. She's smiling at you as she delves into her new bag, and you're a little confused as she withdraws her hand and she's holding a paperback book which she offers to you. "Deep breathing and everything's all well and good, but sometimes a distraction's far better. Here you go, just picked this up in the shop before boarding. It was an impulse buy. Not really my usual kind of literature but what do they say? When in Rome... you can borrow it for the flight if you like." She winks at you and giggles before turning to take her seat next to Van.

"Oh... errr... thank you," you reply, eyes flicking to Van's stern expression before they focus on the book's cover, your eyes widening at the image of a bare chested hunk of a man dressed in nothing but a loin-cloth and a gladiator's helmet. The title splayed across the front reads "Seduced by the Gladiator" and it's quite obviously erotic fiction judging by the content warning you sight below the title.

"The erotic story of Ancient Rome eh?" Johnny leans in with a disbelieving huff. "You and Kath certainly seem very cosy. May I remind you you're skating on very thin ice there? Probably best not to encourage this new-found friendship considering what's been going on."

You swivel your head around quickly, feeling a little aggrieved. "It's not my fault, she's the one who's being friendly with me, I can't exactly ignore her can I? That would look far more sus. She's been like this since I mentioned I wrote erotic fiction at her creative writing society."

Johnny's mouth forms a hard line and he groans quietly. "See? That's exactly what I'm talking about. You could have just left well alone without joining that society. You knew damn well what you were doing. When I said you were playing a dangerous game I meant it ya know. Now you need to rein it in on this trip... okay?"

"Okay... okay..." You pout sulkily at Johnny, then you let your gaze wander over to the adjacent aisle, taking the opportunity to watch Van and Kathleen whilst their attentions are solely focused on each other. There's tension there, you can see it clear as day. It's simmering away in Van's furrowed brow and stony glaze, the way they both bow their heads to talk, voices low so no one nearby can hear. Kathleen's frowning deeply, her mouth downturned and her hands balled into fists in her lap. Your curiosity gets the better of you, not heeding Johnny's warning, hoping to glean some information from him.

"Look, I promise to behave but there's just something I'm dying to know. What's Van and Kathleen's deal? They might seem like the perfect couple outwardly but there's obviously issues there. He wouldn't be screwing around otherwise..."

"Y/N..." Johnny begins, his tone frustrated, but you don't wait for the lecture he's surely about to deliver, tipping your head closer to his so you can whisper low and hushed.

"I swear I'm not gonna cause any trouble," you assure him, the lies falling easily and covered with the sweetest smile you can muster. "I'm not exactly gonna go blabbing am I? This affects me too. I'm just curious, that's all. I know you and Van are really tight so you must talk. You must... know stuff."

Johnny's face creases slightly, he's conflicted you can tell. He knows he shouldn't trust you, you're not exactly the epitome of a morally upstanding citizen, but he also knows how easily swayed he is around you. You can already see the softening of his features, the cogs turning in his mind as he ponders whether to give you what you want.

"Please Johnny," you fix him with pretty wide eyes, your fingers gently catching the seam on the leg of his jeans in the gap between your two seats. "I'll be good, you know I can be... and I'd be ever so grateful." Your fingers flex along his outer thigh, not enough to be obvious, just a light barely there pressure, enough to show him your intentions. "You know I hear there's private hot-tubs at this hotel we're staying at, they're completely secluded... and I just bought a new bikini at the airport... maybe I can model it for you and I can show you exactly what a good girl I can be..."

"Fuck's sake," he grumbles, his eyes flicking down to your hand which is now caressing him secretively. "You can't just expect me to spill all the gossip by promising me a good time."

"So there is gossip?" You smirk, giggling softly as he screws his eyes shut in frustration. "You know, maybe we don't have to wait for the hotel, maybe I could ask one of the flight attendants for a blanket to go over our laps. The air-con on here's a little on the chilly side."

You give a little shudder for effect, pushing your shoulders back and your chest out, arching your back against the seat so Johnny's gaze will be drawn downwards. You can feel your nipples threatening to harden under the flimsy material and you silently commend yourself for choosing to wear a dress far too skimpy to wear a bra underneath. Johnny shifts in his seat uncomfortably, clearing his throat as his gaze slips down to your chest and then darts across the aisle where Van and Kathleen are still in deep conversation.

"It's... complicated..." he murmurs, face pinched as he places his hand over yours and swiftly moves it away. "And there's no way we're doing anything on this plane. Christ... we've not even left the tarmac yet and you're already at it."

You laugh and bite your bottom lip, mischievous and tempting. "I just can't help myself when I'm around you, I get so fucking horny. Need to pay you back for all that help over exams too... and I always fancied joining the mile high club..."

His eyes bug slightly at the suggestion and it's at that moment the tannoy crackles into life, the pilot introducing himself and informing the passengers that you'll be taxiing to the runway whilst the cabin crew run through the safety procedures.

You sit back in your seat, your usual flight anxiety firing tight in your chest even though it's dulled by excitement and the tiny spark of arousal that's glowing in your core as your thoughts run rampant. You're still grateful for Johnny's comfort though, the pinky finger from his left hand brushing against yours surreptitiously until it hooks over yours, a subtle gesture that lets you know that he's there for you if you start to feel stressed.

"Let's just get take off out the way eh darlin'? Then maybe, just maybe, we can talk some more..."

[fishyishy]

A3! Translation - Rurikawa Yuki SSR 【Memories of a Distant Winter】 「Moving Day Photos」 (3/3)

Taichi: Waaaaah....waaaaaah..... sniffle sniffle

Taichi's Mom: Taichi, this doesn't mean that you'll never be able to see each other again

Taichi: Ye...ah.......waaaaah.... sniffle sniffle........

Yuki's Mom: That's right, if Taichi's okay with it, how about we take a photo with the two of them together now?

Taichi's Mom: Alright, Taichi. How about you take a picture together?

Taichi: ......Sniffle, waaaaaaaaah......

Yuki: Taichi, let's take the photo.

Taichi: Waaaaaaah.....waaaaah.....I'll....take it

*shuffle shuffle*

Yuki: (Maybe I should just keep holding his hand....)

Yuki's Mom: Alright now, say cheeeese!

*shutter noise*

Taichi's Mom: Taichi, look up. Do you want your face to be in the picture?

Taichi: Waaaaaaah......waaaah.

Yuki: ......

Yuki's Mom: Is it hard for you to show your face right now?

Taichi: Ye.....ah.......sniffle sniffle....

Moving Company Staff: Excuse me but.... it's almost time to leave....

Yuki's Mom: Ah, yes. We'll get things ready right away.

Yuki's Mom: Well then.... Taichi-kun, we'll see you later. Come on, you say bye too Yuki.

Yuki: Taichi...... let's play again.

Taichi: Sniffle, yeah..... let's play again. I will definitely come and see Yuki-chan again!

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Yuki: (I'm shocked that I cried so much that day....my eyes and face were all red...)

Yuki: (The reason I didn't tell him about the move back then was because I thought it would make him sad....)

Yuki: (Now that I think about it...maybe I was also sad to be seperated from Taichi too....)

Yuki: (We never met again after that, but I never thought we'd meet again just a few years later..)

Yuki: (And now we have friends in the theater company, and live in the same dorm.....It's strange, isn't it)

Yuki: (You really never do know what life is going to bring)

Yuki's Mom: Yuki, how is it? Will your things fit in there?

Yuki: Ah, yeah. It looks like it'll fit, so I'll just leave them here.

Yuki's Mom: Oh, what's this? Where did this photo come from?

Yuki: It fell off from when I was tidying up here.

Yuki's Mom: Eh, is that so?

Yuki's Mom: Maybe it came off when I was taking out the photo album the other day.

Yuki: Did you organize the photos?

Yuki's Mom: Yuuup, me and your father were looking at some old photos.

Yuki: Hmmmm, I see.

Yuki's Mom: The boy in this photo is the one who used to live next door.... I think his name was Taichi.

Yuki: Yup, the Chibi.

Yuki's Mom: Ah, you're still calling him that

Yuki's Mom: The snacks are ready, so please come to the living room when you're done

Yuki: Got it.

Yuki: (I'll make sure to stick this photo firmly in place later so it doesn't fall from the photo album)

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Taichi: ......

Yuki: ....Sorry to keep you waiting

Taichi: Ah, Yuki-chan!

Yuki: ......

Yuki: (When i call his name, he still turns towards me happily..... Taichi hasn't changed at all since back then)

Taichi: What's up?

Yuki: Nothing. Here, take this basket.

Taichi: Gotcha! Are you gonna buy a lot today too?

Yuki: Of course. It's a sale after all, so I'm going to buy everything I need or am running low on. So, please carry my things today as well.

Taichi: Yeah, you can leave it to me!

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[thatmooncake]

I am genuinely confused on what Moon is supposed to be. The cookbook basically says he sucks. However in the security breach DLC Cassie says she slept better in the daycare so that's gotta mean Moon was good at being the nighttime attendant. So like why would the cookbook portray them as sucky if they were good at their job as nighttime attendant?

But then there are the complaints you can read about in security breach where Moon is scaring kids (but that's when the virus started right? Or no? I am not familiar with the new fnaf lore).

But then there's also the fact where Moon played the villain when they used to be in the theatre (I say fact but I am not actually sure if this is cannon or just a popular headcanon that I am confusing for cannon)

I haven't even read the books yet so I am not sure how they characterize Moon there. I figured I would ask you since you seem to like Moon a lot and know way more about them than I do. Sorry for bugging ye

No bugging done here :) my take on this is that it’s all a matter of the perspective - so for characters like Moon you’ll get some things painting them in a bad light and others more favourable.

(More explanation under the cut as I tend to get carried away when it comes to character analysis)

So generally speaking the FNAF games and books heavily play into the “creepy” “uncanny” aspects of the characters - it’s a horror franchise, it’s gonna play up any spoopy vibes it can and in Moon’s case sadly he gets the short end of the stick because he’s depicted as the darker half of Sun, so a lot of general descriptions will point out how Sun is the good one and Moon is the evil one and leave it at that. However, that doesn’t mean that’s as far as Moon’s characterisation goes or that that’s all he’s intended to be.

The FNAF guidebooks and cookbooks and stuff are written for a broad general audience who aren’t necessarily hardcore FNAF fans but maybe just like the vibes of FNAF, so when those books mention the characters in passing they’re like cameos playing up to what you see if you casually play the game (like “you better watch out, Moon’s gonna get you” “Sun turns evil when the lights go out” - that kind of thing).

The Ruin descriptions are from Cassie’s perspective, and Cassie likes the animatronics and clearly isn’t all that creeped out by them. Could be something to do with her dad working on them making her more curious and less frightened of the way they work and all the “uncanny” vibes other people are getting from them. Either way, it definitely adds more nuance and tells us Moon wasn’t written just to be the evil side of Sun, even if a lot of descriptions and cameos play to that.

In the Tales of the Pizzaplex book, The Bobbiedots (spoilers ahead) Moon is written to be the darker side of Sun that staff in that pizzaplex tried to erase when Sun was updated from being a theatre bot. Even in the theatre, Bobbiedots Moon was the stricter side telling people they’ve been naughty and need to go to bed. This was all a theatre gimmick using the lights and would likely use Sun as kind of a playmate but then he turns into Moon, and suddenly he’s chasing you telling you you’ve been naughty. The thing is, I think some kids would have kind of loved villain Moon. I mean, kids (and adults) generally like booing pantomime villains, they love when they come onstage and tell them they’re all naughty and need to do what they say. I don’t think Moon’s theatre persona necessarily took away from his being liked or made him a bad guy offstage, it just made him inconvenient to staff as a daycare attendant because of power outages they were too cheap to fix. Honestly, I think that characterisation says a lot more about how cheap Fazco were than how evil Moon was destined to be.

Then in another tale, Somniphobia, we have (spoilers ahead) Moondrop and his dream sphere. So two things about this one: Moondrop, the little Moon inside the dream sphere that seems to look a bit like a snowglobe and supposedly “helps you study” (toootally not a ploy for some soul stealing) …he is never strict, he is never harsh, he never tells you what to do. Getting sucked inside the dream sphere is entirely a matter of getting in too deep on our protagonist’s side. He’s given several opportunities to put the thing down and gets called out for overdoing it by basically most of his friends and family yet he never stops because the dreams are too enticing. Moondrop just takes him with him for the ride. It should be said that the dream sphere in the book is wildly popular as a prize and teens love it as a study aid because it literally takes you (in your head) to historical places like ancient Egypt and to the bottom of the ocean etc. it’s just very addictive. So basically Moondrop in this story is neither good nor bad, he’s just a lure. He even takes the guy by the hand at the end - if anything, he’s a quiet and gentle and reassuring presence, for better or worse.

Moon in Security Breach absolutely scares some of the kids - and chances are, so does Sun.

Here’s the Fazwatch message about the daycare attendant:

“Night Terrors CUSTOMER COMPLAINT -

My son never had sleeping problems. But after spending an evening in the daycare, he refuses to sleep with the lights out anymore! He just cries. And then when I do let him keep the lights on, he wets the bed!”

Poor kid can’t win either way. (This message absolutely could mean that the kid can only sleep with the lights on but still has nightmares about Moon - or it could mean neither of them provided a reassuring presence for the kid. Maybe Moon hunted them for sport. Maybe both Sun and Moon’s mannerisms creeped the kid out. For all we know Sun insisting on the lights being on in a dark tone and forcing the kid to remain in his sight might have terrified the kid. There’s really no clear cut way of telling but we do know from this message that the daycare isn’t going great for some kids.)

And then in contrast to this is Cassie’s message about the daycare - sounds like she loved it there both at playtime and naptime. So this is definitely a point against Moon just being pure evil. I really think the guy got a bad rap in Security Breach due to the virus - he has a ton of merch and a whole line of candies. Would you eat a candy based around a guy who’s always trying to kill you? Would you hug a plush of a guy who’s just pure evil?

I think Moon was very convenient for Afton and Vanny since he’s pretty strong, fairly graceful, operates great at night and he basically has a retrieval protocol to get naughty kids to go to bed. Tell him everything is a naughty kid who needs to go to bed and he’ll round up anyone who’s acting out of line because the virus insists he has to. Make him hurt whenever the lights are on (and we know it hurts him intensely, he says as much in Ruin) and he’ll fight ferociously against Sun for his freedom to stop the pain, and won’t listen when Sun tells him something is wrong. Sun kind of confirms Moon isn’t evil in Ruin by insisting they need to be whole. And Moon isn’t trying to be evil in Ruin, he’s in pain and can’t stop himself. Once Eclipse is activated, Moon (as well as Sun) can start healing.

So in summary I think that basically if Moon makes a cameo appearance, it will usually be as “the dark side of Sun”, but that isn’t all he’s supposed to be and the writing shows there is supposed to be reasoning behind his actions and contradictions to the idea that he’s just a bad guy.

[quitealotofsodapop]

Part 3 of: @justweirddino sending in funny and accurate asks.

As always I have put transcripts in the alt image descriptions.

The Gold and Silver twins probs have a massive list of enemies and vengances they want resolve, but they're so absent-minded that they frequently forget just why they dont like that person/what they did. They def find their own names among their "black book" of enemies and are just puzzled.

They haven't unlocked his friendship events yet. Gotta feed and talk to Macaque everyday like a Stardew Valley npc before he unloads his trauma.

MK is willing to use the Staff if it means conflict resolution. He will use it to threaten others to be nice.

Oh gosh, I love the idea of Huntsman having legit rizz, but it completely flies over Sandy's head. FIshman is sweet but damn he bad at responding to obvious romantic signs. X3

Wukong saw glowsticks become a thing and would spend ages trying to figure out How. Why stick glow when cracked/bended? Why no heat? Why did people scream when he tried drinking the yucky liquid inside at the discotech? He did't have his Staff handy for their introduction, so the second the Staff is no longer sealing DBK, Wukong tries cracking the Staff to see if it glows. He breaks his knee instead. Macaque laughed while MK was just puzzled Why.

The second Macaque is gone; Wukong turns into a mega-bachelor again. Hyper impulsive, binge-watching Monkey Cop, eating nothing but peaches and takeout. The second Mac gets back from the moon, its like walking into a house after a frat party. He def yells at Wukong to clean up his mess.

Nudity is canon. Wukong busted out the furnace naked cus it burned his clothes off.

DEFINETELY. Wukong is gotdang short already (apparently less than 1.3m/4.26 ft in the book), and Macaque being just a little taller would get so on his nerves! XD Even if both monkeys (unglamoured) reach about the height of a teenager, Wukong is def wearing lifted shoes. Macaque taunts him about it endlessly.

Oh gosh, I have an idea for TMKATI-au in Chapter 3; where Pigsy and Tang are "whisper-arguing" in the kitchen while Shadowpeach are in the restaurant sheltering from the rain.

Pigsy: "I'm not about to harbor a pair of shady demons just cus they look pathetic in the rain!" Tang, the one who brought them there: "Aww, c'mon Piggy!" *whispers* "They're having a kid and it looks like they got kicked out or something..." Pigsy: *annoyed snort* Macaque, hearing the convo cus ears: "...Wukong do you honestly believe this place is safe?" Wukong: "Uh yeah - I order from here all the time!" Macaque: *judgemental glare* Wukong, laughes nervously: "Haha...Ok. I'm not 100% sure. Honestly I was thinking about how we're gonna get some food... You're in a... vunerable condition and I want to make sure we're at atleast fed and warm before deciding anything major. You know... future-wise." Macaque: *sighs tiredly* Pigsy & Tang, eavesdropping via kitchen counter: *looks at one another* Tang: *gives puppy-dog eyes* Pigsy, conflicted growling: "Grr... OK FINE! They can stay for some dinner and maybe crash on the futon for a bit. But once the rain clears off, I'm kicking them out!"

(Pigsy procedes to not kick them out, and instead over the course of the late-evening meal decides to hire Wukong/let the two monkeys stay in the empty top floor of the building. He's bad at saying no to Tang and bad at turning away sad-looking rain-soaked monkeys.)

I always love these ask-ins, even if I ramble a little off-topic with the ideas they gave me! As always ty @justweirddino !

I put the slightly rauchier ones under read more.

This one is 100% a line Tang has said aloud and in front of polite company without batting an eye. He has no shame.

Macaque and Wukong too. Gotta make sure anyone within striking distance knows that you're both taken. By eachother. Macaque says it to tease, Wukong says it as a warning.

And finally, an ask @justweirddino actually messaged me about ahead of time due to it being about a rather... spicy topic revovling around the immortal monkeys not understanding modern slang terms. Had to put it in two screenshot to fit.

XD

Nezha has most modern slang downloaded into his brain by the time he gets to earth. Not to use, but to decipher.

Wukong is def the person to remember a random detail from a movie trailer from years ago and take what the trailer says at face value. Also the thought of him randomly declaring that a movie mom is a MILF, serious-faced as the others look at him like he grew three heads (again), is sending me XD

[pomefioredove]

Heyyyy if you are still open to some more matchups can I request a romantic one? You can pick anyone Students, Staff, or RSA/Noble Bell college people, i don't care either way. I really just want to know who you think fits me personality-wise best lol. 

Ok, so I guess I’ll tell you my appearance first, I’m 169cm so like 5’6, I’ve got very very curly reddish brown hair, and blue eyes that look purple to gray depending on the light. I have a lot of tattoos. Started with a stick and poke piece when I was 13 and have kept getting them even years later. I joke that instead of a sleeve I have a pair of pants, both my legs are covered in tattoos, one side black and the other color. People always tell me I'm incredibly easy to spot in a crowd. Pronouns are She/Her and my voice is kind of low and monotone maybe a bit husky.

As for hobbies... I love Boxing and MMA, I’ve been doing it competitively for a few years so I can comfortably say I can kick most people's ass. food is a bit of a love language for me so I cook pretty often and try a lot of different cuisines (current fav is Georgian, you have to try Khachapuri it's soooo good). I used to sing and play the drums though it's been a while so I'm probably not too great anymore. You know how some people listen to music for the lyrics while other people listen for the beat? I definitely listen more for the sound, I don't care what the song is about just how the sounds flow together... which is why I mostly listen to music in foreign languages, don't need to understand to lyrics to enjoy the beat.

My interests are mostly low key I like to study languages but I don't really try to become fluent just conversational i guess. I'm more inclined to learn about the aspects of a language than the grammar and stuff. Reading horror and what I like to call weird fiction. I love finding books that are a little odd the best example of this that I can think of is "House of Leaves" by Mark Z. Danielewsk. I really like weird things, normal things that have been a little twisted and made up in new ways if you get what I mean.

As for my personality... ugh I think I'm probably an acquired taste... it sounds bad but like I'm a really difficult person to get close to. I just don't trust easily and I'm not someone who entertains too much small talk without reason. An example is the fact I've known people for five+ years and still don't really consider them friends. Sure we hang out but like they don't know me and I don't know them. I'm just kind of prickly, with a major resting bitch face too. Though to make up for this I'm incredibly loyal. Once we've actually become friends there's nothing I wouldn't do for them. If they need help hiding a body I'm not gonna ask questions just gonna bring a shovel, take out for two, and tickets out of the country.

Oh and a current project of mine is to reverse-engineer a printer so that i can stick it to shitty corporations who think its reasonable to make you pay a subscription to use a printer that I ALREADY PAID FOR!! That last bit was mostly because i need to print out an essay of mine and I had to dust of the printer i haven't used in forever only to be met with a error message saying i had to pay my subscription to use the thing ugghh. So now i need to actually learn how to a soldering gun.

Sorry if my ramblings don't make much sense, I really don't think about myself too much so trying to describe myself was like insanely hard. Thank you!!!!!!!!! ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

I match you with 𝐑𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐢

The First Impression:

Okay. His honest, true, first thought? You smell good. You smell like spices and warmth, so much so that he forgets what he's doing to turn in your direction.

Why He Fell:

"Prickly" and "hard to get close to" aren't terms in Ruggie's dictionary. He would crawl into a sewer if he thought he'd get something worthwhile out of it, and, hey- to him, you're pretty worthwhile!

He may or may not trail behind you like a lost puppy for a little while, at least until you take pity on him and give the poor thing a good meal. But, like with most stray animals, feeding him only brings him back.

Over time (and a few meals), Ruggie starts to bond with you on a more personal level. He'll ask about each of your tattoos, let you ramble to him about whatever it is you're working on, and take little notes on how sharp and crafty you are in the meantime.

The Relationship:

Ruggie has absolutely no shame. Will gladly eat every single thing you make him without even asking what it is, all while dousing you with compliments about it. If making people food is your love language, then eating food is his.

You're just really nice to have around, right? And hey, your beat-em-up skills definitely don't hurt! He's a scrawny guy, he can appreciate standing behind some muscle. He also finds the way you understand sound, in both music and language, to be fascinating, especially considering how sensitive most beastmen's ears are. He can relate to how you describe it.

He's never one to judge, either, so take your time getting comfortable around him! He'd never admit it, but he's pretty much the same way- it takes a lot to actually get his walls down. You can do it together, huh?

[emotionally-creative-rogue]

DOMINATION LINES!!

THANK YOU @caramelcheesegay FOR COMING UP WITH 90% OF THESE, ILY<333

DOMINATED:

Scout:

-“Can’t stun me if you can’t hit me! I’m a freakin’ blur, dipshit!”

-“I am ALWAYS gonna dodge that. When will you LEARN, man?”

-“Oh, oh, oh! I’m STUNNED at how bad you’re doin’!”

Soldier:

-“Don’t swing your puny stick at me, maggot! You come from fake America!!!”

-“I AM IMPERVIOUS TO ALL OF YOUR ATTACKS, SYRUP-SLURPER!”

-“Get off the battlefield and go play some hockey, weakling!”

Demo:

-“Aye, I bet you thought it’d be easy ta kill me, didn’t’che? Well, iaarrghhnnn *snore*.”

-“You call tha’ a grenade?? Me blind Mum farts worse than that wee thing!” 

-“Don’ come a’ me in those ghoulish boots lad, I’ll blast ‘em right offa yer feet!” 

Engie:

-“You’re just a little piece a’ sentry fodder now, aren’t’cha?”

-“You make for some real shitty target practice, son.”

-“Tell me ‘bout those stun grenades sometime, yeah?”

Heavy:

-“Ha! Leetle bug man is crushed. Like bug. Leetle bug. Feed you to Archimedes, Buggy.”

-“Small jumpy man- not Scout? There are two small jumpy men???”

-“You think loud noise and bright light are enough to take down Heavy??? I am killing you now!!”

Medic:

-“Oohoo! Free organs! Young, too!”

-“Ach, that reminds me- I need to feed my birds.”

-“Ohhh, sorry little boy! Go play with your crayons, ja?”

Sniper:

-“Piss off, y’ jumpy git. Bloody grasshopper…”

-“Awh, get quicker next time, won’tcha?” 

-“Dead like a ‘roo on the side o’ the road!”

Spy:

-“For someone named ‘The Rogue’, you are certainly a pack thinker.”

-“Oho! I am *stunned* by your lack of skill!”

-“Not so *Dexx*trous now, hm?”

DOMINATING:

Scout: 

-“No runnin’ in the halls, freshman!”

-“Bonk? More like thonk, eh? ‘Cause that’s the sound your hollow head makes when I hit ya!” 

-“Hah! Too slow!” 

Soldier: 

-“Y'know, a 3" piece of rubber can do a lotta damage, Trench Monkey!”

-“Hah! Oh, I mean- I'm sooo soooorey aboot tha', Bud! (snicker)”

-“A cat on a sloped roof is braver than the entire U.S. Military, Booklicker!” 

Pyro: 

-“Ack! Sorry, Firecracker!” 

-“Oh shit, I think I’m still on fire. Damn it, these were my favorite pants!” 

-“Hey we're, uh, still on for s'mores later... right?”

Demo:

-“Pen's mightier than the sword, cyclops! Get it? 'Cause I'm an artist and you- yeah, nevermind”

-“Someone must have put a little sleepy sauce in your mickeys, bud, ‘cause you are NOT on top of it today!” 

-“Smile and wait for the flash!” 

Heavy:

-“Somebody order ten thousand pounds a’ dead weight? (Snort)” 

-“It’s really hard to miss your pressure points, y’know.” 

-“Move it, ya big lug! You’re in the way!” 

Engineer: 

-“GRENAAAAAADE! I WIN! Ya proud of me, da-uhhh.. dude?” 

-“See ya round, Daaaeengie! I said Engie. Short for Engineer. That is you. You are- I’ll go.” 

-“Bam! And another one down, and another one down! ANOTHER ONE BITES THE BO STAFF!!” 

Medic: 

-“oohohoh, Maybe I can try some experiments on you this time!- Y'know, put your lessons to good use!”

-“Doc, you seriously gotta take care of your health. Damn hypocrite... (Mocking voice) 'Do az I say, not az I do!' my ass!”

-“Guess that's what happens when you don't follow your own advice, thanks for the hands-on lesson!”

Sniper:

-“There, away from the noise now! Just how you like it, Dee!”

-“You may wink at your opponents, but ya gotta take the shot as well, y'know! Can't charm 'em to death!”

-“I just... un-cozied your... camper. I'm having a bad day please be nice.”

Spy:

-“Crisse de connard! -Aheh, not used to gettin' berated in your own language, eh?”

-“Va te faire foutre, merde de con!”

-“Bein Tabarnak, it feels good to turn the tables! Hah, deserved!”

Taunt ideas:

-Using the Bo-Staff as a microphone

-Using the bo-staff as a rifle(making fun of sniper)

-Juggling the stun grenades, almost dropping one and catching it in time before glancing around to see if anyone saw him and putting them away again

OCS:

DOMINATED:

Strat (@emotionally-stressed-strategist):

-“How are you this bad? I’m dominating you with a PEN, Rogue, A PEN.” 

-“Rock, skull. Man down.” 

-“One less dot on the map- don’t come back, yeah?”

Arrow (@emotionally-dead-archer):

-"Hah! Gotcha! Oh, gotta love a little sibling rivalry, am I right?"

-“Bigger sibling? Not really.”

-“Hey! My aim is getting better! Thanks for the target practice!”

DOMINATING:

Strat:

-“I’m done bein’ your wingman if you keep this up.”

-“That’s what happens when you steal my art supplies!”

-“How do you still not have ink poisoning? Dude, seriously.”

Arrow:

-“There! I make for a pretty good role model! You get to see my stuff first-hand!”

-“You're adopted. Sorry.”

-“I think it's almost bedtime, kiddo.”

Jet (@emotionally-broken-robot):

-"Hey, uh, does this count as Softwaregore?"

[doctorstrangereview]

0057: Strange Tales #162

Cover Date: November 1967 On-Sale Date: August 1, 1967

We're at the penultimate story of the penultimate arc for Doc's time in Strange Tales. Marvel Comics parent is on the verge of cutting a new distribution deal which will allow them to sell many more titles/ In a few months Strange Tales will split into two magazines, Doctor Strange and Nick Fury, Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. What a pain in the butt it is to type that. I can only image what the letterers when through hand-writing it a bunch times each issue. Doc will retain the Strange Tales numbering while Nick gets to start out at #1. In this issue, Jim Lawrence takes over writing duties from Ramond Marais. I don't know any more about Jim than I do about Ramond. He only sticks around for a couple issues. Future super star Denny O'Neil will fill in a for a few more issues before Roy Thomas! pollutes the dialogue with too many exclamation points even for a comic book.

Doc and Vicky are confronting Nebulos. I failed to mention in the previous write-up that, like sooooooo many villains in the series (and the Marvel Universe in general) he's green! Unlike other villains, he looks like a rhino sculpture that someone sat on while still wet and then dropped after it dried. Doc asks the weird rhino dude why he brought he and Vicky to this dread wasteland. Maybe it's me, but if you're going to depend on him to try and get back where you belong, maybe don't insult his house. Also, Nebulos didn't bring you here. Baron Mordo did that. Nebulos only kidnapped Ms. Bentley.

Doc is like "send us back" and Nebulos is like "I don't really care about you. You're beneath me, but I'm gonna get Earth eventually. You know what? Grab my big staff here!" That may be the most obvious double entendre in the series yet. Doc thinks "This is probably a bad idea, but what the hell?" He grabs Nebulos's big staff and starts to disappear. Who could have foreseen anything bad happening?

Vicky states "Dr. Strange! You're disappearing! I feel something terrible is about to happen!!" Vicky, my dear, something terrible has already started to happen. You're ticket home is deserting you.

It turns out he's being sent to Earth where Mordo is giving himself a long-winded speech about how he's ready to mobilize his new minions in their deathly dull cult robes and take over the planet. This is, of course, the perfect moment for Doc to appear.

Doc enters, still grasping Nebulos's big staff. I know there are big guys out there, but spanning dimensions? Wow! Mordo attacks with lots of word salad and also some magic. It's ineffective, because Nebulos's big staff is protecting him! Mordo attacks again, and to Mr. Adkin's credit, he gives us a panel worthy of Ditko.

Mordo continues to press his attack, and Doc, with his big staff, continues to fend it off. And we get another panel worth of Ditko.

Wait a minute! This looks a bit familiar. Let's take a quick peek at Strange Tales #135.

Yeah, that does look familiar. Now let's peek back to #139.

No wonder those panels are Ditko worthy. They are Ditko! Maybe there is some truth to the references to Adkins as the human Xerox machine. At least the colorist made it look like the Baron changes his clothes to an exact outfit with the colors reversed.

Doc succeeds in banish Mordo to where Mordo went. Mordo once again becomes the pathetic coward crying out "Help me! -- Pity me!! -- Aiyeeee!!" to no one in particular. Doc starts to mope a bit that only his big staff let him win even with his powers and The Ancient One's combined. Then he realizes "I'm on a deadline! Better check that giant hourglass at Stonehenge!"

Even though Mordo's plan was stopped, the grains of sand continue to fall. Doc tries to remove the hourglass, but gets flung back to Nebulos's world. Vicky is nowhere to be seen as he confronts the lord of the Planets Perilous in a lovely two-page spread that, as far as I know, is an original Adkins. (If this isn't the case please feel free to mention it in the comments.

Doc wants to know why Nebulos sent him to Earth and Nebulos is like "I was being selfish. It's for my own plans. Now let go of my big staff! It's sensitive after I'm done playing!"

Nebulos grabs back his big staff and tells Doc, if you realized how powerful it really was you could have save both you and the woman (we're still in an era where women don't get referred to by their names) but it's too late now. Nyah nyah! He asks about the giant hourglass that seems to have followed Doc from Stonehenge and Doc realizes that Nebulos and his big staff don't know about the Living Tribunal's test. Nebulos is like: Whatever! It's too late for youm anyway.

Doc is like "It's too late for all of us! Look behind you! It's The Living Tribunal! Really! It is! I'm not trying to trick you!"

Will they survive? Check in again next time. Same Doc time. Same Doc channel.

I read about Dan Adkins propensity to "borrow" from other artists years before. This is one of the first examples I've come across. As I give the series greater scrutiny I may find more. Mr. Adkins will complete the art chores for the remainder of the title, barring one guest spot by George Tuska. While we were promised a new villain last issue, what we get is a wrap-up of the Mordo thread. All Doc and Nebulos do is shout at each other. While the story is fine overall. I would have liked a bit more action with the new villain who is supposed to be extremely powerful. Adkins has once again drawn some giant panels to stretch the story to 10 pages. I think this is the first two-page spread in Doc's history. It looks nice, but could that have used that space to do more? I guess we'll see what Nebulos and Trib-y have in store for Doc next issue.

[firetextskpop]

i sent an ask the other day but i already have another one lol ...

would love to read something with the rose jaehyeong where the reader is also in a band as a bassist and they meet backstage at a festival/show !!

please look after yourself <3

Hello! Thank you so much! <3 I hope you're taking care of yourself as well. This will likely be quick bc Jae is 1 of 2 of my #1 ults and on my mind a lot. I miss The Rose so much. Also it's like perfect bc I play the bass.

"We Rose You!" Woosung yelled out to the screaming crowd.

Here was another festival that each of your groups were at but the only difference was that instead of being on the other side, performing at the same time as The Rose, your group's set was after. 15 minutes between just to assure that the festival go-ers can get food and see other artists they may like.

You didn't intend to run into the members as they began coming off stage to the back, but you did. Luckily, the staff was cool, and when the boys walked off stage, they didn't shoo you away or stop the boys from talking to you.

"Woo! They're really riled up tonight." Dojoon says and gives everyone he sees a high five. "I mean you guys did great!" You blurt out and he flashes you his beautiful smile and leaves. Your heart fluttered a bit from the interaction but before you could even think about reacting again, Woosung comes by and stops when he sees you.

"Wait, aren't you y/n, the bassist in *your group name*?" Okay... now you're blushing. How does THEE Kim Woosung know you? "Y-yeah! How did you..." He chuckles and looks over at Jaehyeong, who is not paying attention and getting the sweat wiped off of him. "I researched a few of the groups in the festival and the way you play is so dope. Someone is also kinda inspired by you and has been trying some of your iconic baselines." He responds and nods his head in Jaehyeong's direction. Jae is now aware that you're there and he smiles and waves to you.

"Helloo" The taller man says to you and puts his hand out to shake your hand. You return the gesture while blushing really hard. Anyone could tell from far away he was really handsome but being this close to him was much different. "Hello." Your eyes met his. "I heard that you like the way I play." Clearly now you were getting bold. Jaehyeong laughs a bit nervously and amps up his charms "Oh yes! Its very unique. You're truly a one-of-a-kind."

"Maybe we could have a playing session one day?" You suggest, attempting to outdo him in his own game. His eyebrow raised and head tilted slightly at the response. "Lets do it." He says and pulls out his phone to get your information so you both can communicate. After exchanging information, Jaehyeong thanked you for your time and you thought there was no better time than now to ask for a hug. He very gladly gave it to you but was then teased immediately by Woosung and Hajoon.

"I didn't know you had game Jeff!" Woosung pushed him a bit. Jae began blushing and giggling out of embarrassment now. "Stopp" He whined and pushed Woosung back, beginning to walk away. "When are you two gonna get married?" Hajoon teases and puts his arm around the bassist. Jaehyeong sighs and turns back around to wave you goodbye. Quickly, you waved back and then felt a tap on your shoulder. "Are you done flirting now? It's time to go on stage!" The lead singer says and you rush to get to your placement.

A newfound adrenaline rushed through your body as you prepared for the stage. Before you know it the lights are on and it's time to shine. The crowd is beautiful as ever but only one face sticks out to you. Smile brighter than the sun itself and his eyes even brighter. The only one who matters in that moment.

[shangtusianheroes]

Legends Collide [Drabble] [Part 2]

She didn't hesitate a single second as she launched herself toward the monkey. Her hands balled up into fists as she streaked across the ground. the concrete ripping up behind her as she covered the ground as quickly as she could. Her body gave off a distinct purple glow as Lilac was staring him in the eyes before he could blink. Yet that smug smile never left his face as she drilled her fist into it! It was ever so satisfying to watch him skip off the ground and land on a nearby car crushing it.

Something sure felt off it didn't feel like she even hit him, like there was no substance. Sure enough the monkey on the car just turned into mist and disappeared. A Voice from above spoke in a very casual manner.

" You really need to slow down sister, enjoy the moment. You go rushing around like that and you'll end our fun before it even starts! "

Lilac spun on her heels and dug her feet in expecting a counter attack. Yet all she saw was the monkey lounging on the cloud like it were some bed to snooze on. He even had his eyes closed---was he even taking her seriously?

" Do you want to fight or take a nap? i'm fine with the nap, i can go my way and you yours. We could meet up next week and have tea..."

The monkey seemed to enjoy her jest as he sat up on his cloud and laughed. Sticking his pinky in his ear like he was cleaning it. This casual attitude though had her seriously on edge. Her instincts told her to be wary.

" Ah can't do that, Boss would just throw a hissy fit! besides! it's not every day you get a chance to fight a legend! "

The monkey sat up on his cloud hands on his knees as he leaned toward her.

" Sash Lilac! champion of the pits! Sash Lilac! former Red Scarf! Sash Lilac! killer of the Lord Brevon! Sash Lilac! she who faced the centurian and lived! your reputation is nearly as long as mine! which is saying something! Hats off to you miss! hats off to you! "

Lilac Narrowed her eyes as he spoke, and that feeling only grew. She had this sinking feeling this fight was gonna be a tough one. everything in her body screamed to get out of there. But she wasn't one to run from a fight.

" Well... i think you have me at a disadvantage... you seem to be a big fan! so who are you exactly, i'd love to write your name on the autograph i leave on your busted face when this is over..."

The monkey lifted his staff onto his shoulder and smiled down at her. His golden eyes locked with Lilacs. It was as if he was judging if she was worth his time or not. He finally shrugged his shoulders and swished his tail very casually.

" Well i suppose that's fair! Warriors should know each other's names when facing off! I have alot of names though, most of them are just dying curses! "

The monkey leaned forward toward Lilac with a flash of his sharp fang.

" But for you sweetheart, you can call me Son! or maybe you'd prefer Wukong? ether one is fine! so now that we have each others names... i do need to kill you. It's nothing personal! Just business... but just so you know! i only asked for one thing as payment for this fight! and that was the honor of fighting you! you should be honored! "

The color started to drain away from Lilac's face slowly but surely. There was no way this guy was actual Wukong was there? The legend was a common one in Avalice. A Warrior with no equal! he who faced the spirits themselves and defied the heavens. Immortal Wukong, who could dance on the clouds and slew a 1000 great demons.

She had a feeling... she was in for the fight of her life!

[eleanor-bradstreet]

In Benedicts season, when and how do you want Anthony to find out about Sophie and Benedict?

We never see his reaction to them in the books. I think he comes round for tea and his brother in engaged to the housemaid and they have adopted her sister. No questions please.

With Anthony's depiction on the show, I wonder if he would advise Benedict to keep Sophie as a mistress?

Hello Nonny!

Gah - you have hit upon one of my most beloved dynamics in the whole of the Bridgerverse - Anthony and Sophie. There is so much fertile ground to explore here, starting with how he discovers Benedict's relationship with her, and stretching years into the future as in-laws who couldn't have come from more different walks of life.

I wholly agree it's odd and disappointing that Anthony plays zero role in Benophie's book story. (Colin always seems to be the shipper-sprite popping in to move his siblings' love stories along.) You'd think as Head of the Family with a stick up his bum about propriety, Anthony would have a LOT of feelings about Benedict, his closest brother and the Spare to the Bridgerton name marrying a bastard maid.

If I were writing Benophie's season, I think it would be rather comical and adorable for Anthony to be clueless about the obvious pining happening between his brother and the new lady's maid, until the women of the family (Kate, Violet, maybe Eloise) spell it out for him that Ben has something going on with Sophie. Then he's gonna be Big Mad. He's going to be concerned from a lot of angles. To your point, he may encourage Benedict to keep Sophie as a mistress, but only if Sophie is relieved as their maid and goes to live elsewhere. He definitely won't want to risk his brother knocking up a member of household staff and causing a scandal a la Nigel Berbrooke. I also imagine Benedict is going to wax poetic, proclaiming his love and intent to run away with Sophie which will upset Anthony more, worried for his brother's reputation and not wanting to lose him as a close confidante. Anthony may even suspect Sophie is an opportunistic seductress - he doesn't know her - and may try himself to break off their relationship.

But he'll come to understand. Through conversations with Sophie and/or Kate and/or Violet, Anthony will be forced to recognize Sophie's good qualities and the true love she has with Benedict and then...he'll be their champion. He will do everything he can to smooth over details of Sophie's backstory and help them get married in a non-scandalous fashion, and he will rain hellfire on any member of the ton who dares to question the pairing of his brother and mysterious sister-in-law. Anthony and Sophie will become closely bonded through their traumas and strengths. Different though they are, their principles and love for Benedict are the same. What Anthony once thought would be his greatest headache turns into one of his most cherished relationships. I could go on and on and on but I've already written an essay.

TL;DR in the show I'd love Anthony to be 1) oblivious; 2) agitated; and then 3) supportive of Benophie's relationship. But see also how I tackle it in my fix-it version of the book, Let Me Be Your Anchor.

Thank you for this ask - I loved it!

[sheiktothepast]

Finally playing Echoes of Wisdom, completely blind other than the trailer and A. I feel like I’ll like this game a lot B. what the fuckkk

First thoughts! (Spoilers: I am in the part where they literally just locked Zel up. I do very much mean first thoughts).

Ganon looks funny. I saw him and was like “we’re going with that design. I mean fair but he looks so fucking funny” I mean I’d gouge my eyes out if he had his humanoid design or any more monstrous horrific design soo

If we can’t bomb spam for the entire game, well it’d be balanced but oh my godd it’s so fucking funny to bomb spam Ganon. Tip: spam the A button [and whenever ganon moves just reclick ZL (switch)]

It struck me as interesting she had no idea who Link or Ganon is. As in, names. Well I assume she doesn’t know Ganons name because the king calls him a fell beast or something, idk I feel like it’s very ganon to announce his name maybe he’s a pig and cannot talk?? Dunno but the fact Link is still a stranger at this point is interesting at setting the scene

Generic title screen overlooking the kingdom before two guards find you randomly

Link killing the enemies in the very first scene looked funny idk. Also the fact he ONLY backflips. It’s great.

Lefte looks so cute. Is her name pronounced Lefty or like french-ish Leftay I guess you’d spell it

Just. Locking Zelda up and them turning to statues before being spat back out as evil. I don’t know it was like a “damn they’re just pulling all the shit Link deals with two seconds in okay.” Welcome to the club Zel! We don’t have T-shirts but we do have bombs! Maybe we can give just her a T-shirt. Feminism T-shirt!

BUT POSSIBLY SENTENCING HER TO DEATH IS CRAZY

about to break out of prison brb

Nevermind my switch just turned black like the screen what the fuck no it did not die HUH

It fixed itself immediately 👍

OH THIS THING IS LIKE A FUCKED UP TABLE SIMS SPIRIT CHAO THING I LIKE IT!! It’s like a lil flower and the triangles and awww.. it’s colored a lil funky though

Oh my god they do wanna kill her what the fuck

Does this not strike anyone as really weird. Well obviously it does but like their eyes are red and the king was nervously pacing he seems like not the kind to go to immediate execution and NO TRIAL?? No making sure they’re right?? Like confine her there must be something that makes her unable to do magic. That’s literally all you need. And I can assume she hasn’t been checked at ALL as I know she took the cloak and unless we get it back later she still has it based on the trailer and like everything I’ve seen the box art. At least check her person and take her belongings away like I get keeping the outfit n crown, can’t be bothered to change her model, but these guards are fucking dumb

Yes I know it’s a zelda game they’re kinda always dumb but still. Like it’d be weird if they weren’t stupid.

Also I like the text boxes they’re interesting

“YOU THINK THEY’RE IMPOSTERS WHAT AN ODD WORD” THIS GAME ISN’T REAL.

i’m at meeting tri if you cannot tell.

I kinda did figure they’d write some weird thing to make her leave the castle quickly, just from Impa saying she was fixing her a bath like this is a ZELDA game? You think anyone is allowed to just chill and take a bath? Hah! No! But I was expecting eavesdropping and deciding to run off to fix it herself or something. Not prison???

Gonna just continue playing now byebye 👍

Edit: I forgot I found the item obtained! Animation on the cloak funny. those always are. And now I’m at the staff what the fuck this lil guy just made a damn stick??? It kinda looks like the equal stick starlight found in the desert (mlp)

[cedar-sunshine]

I hate math so instead I'm gonna be using this time to flesh out some of my characters families publicly

Atlas- has like 5 siblings, 3 are cis boys, one is a cis girl and the 5th is a trans girl, his parents are very loving and very overwhelmed so when he was a kid they'd send each of their children out to their grandparents' place on alternating weekends to get a break. Atlas always seemed very calm and easy but then you'd look in his room that he shares eith his sister and he'd have like. A deer in there. He loves his family but they're very overwhelming so he lives with his grandparents a lot of the time now, they kind of expect him to come to their place 30% of the week after school and he has his own room there (easier when he isn't living in a 4 room apartment with 6 other people). Two of his brothers are older (17 and 18) and one is the youngest in the family (10) and they're all equally bullshit chaotic. Whenever they go to their grandparents' for a weekend the older two always build something ridiculous like a trebuchet or working fake guillotine and the youngest always tries it out. His sister who's trans is 21 and doesn't live at home due to the chaos, but she does try to visit as often as she can. His other sister is 13 and as chaotic as his brothers, but much subtler about it (she blames it on the 10 year old whenever her weird experiments get found by their parents)

Alex- he's an only child of two working parents, so he spent a lot of time alone at home with his dogs and when he met atlas, he pretty much instantly adopted him as a brother figure (atlas is glad that at least one of his brothers isn't batshit insane). When Alex got diagnosed with GAD and a panic disorder, his parents started letting him spend more time with atlas when they were out from the house so he had someone to look out for him. Atlas's grandparents think that Alex is very sweet and polite and have basically become a secondary family for him whenever he needs one. It's not that his parents are bad, they just don't have the money to be able to have enough time for him.

Athena- she has a twin brother and single father (who is not related to the god) and he was very much not expecting two children, especially two children who have divine powers (Athena has her fire manipulation and her brother is pretty much completely heat resistant which gave their dad many heart attacks when he was a toddler and kept taking naps in the oven after turning it on, or cuddling with a radiator/sticking his hands in boiling water). Their dad is like 50 or 60 and tries very hard for his children and they appreciate him a lot, but he just can't keep up with them. During the school year, they're pretty much constantly causing trouble and the principal has threatened to suspend them like four times (they both have near-straight As though) and he just doesn't know what to do.

Lee- his bio parents were Very not ready for a kid and gave him to their family friend, who also didn't really know what to do with him but has been trying their best. They work for the island summer camp as a ranger (that's why Lee lives there) so he's always had a home and a very large family of all the rangers and staff, but he only gets a nuclear family after the story when he ends up living with angel, essie and vince. They were kind of looking to adopt and then angel brought Lee back so he could actually go to a real school instead of being homeschooled by whichever centaur ranger or mermaid grounds keeper thought they maybe knew math. He never technically had siblings, but he had a sibling relationship with many of the younger centaurs on the island. He never learned enough sign language to communicate with the merfolk who didn't know English, but he still has a pretty close relationship with them due to growing up together.