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Leslie Transcript

Note: I just wanted to do this for funsies giggle :3!

[Leslie’s ability, “SIC,” allows him to call upon his dog, Bullet, to attack any victim close enough to him. Bullet cannot kill a victim himself, but can incapacitate them if their health is low enough.]

Feed Grandpa

- I’ll read you a story after this is all done here, grandpa.

- Here you go, Grandpa! A lil’ snack!

- Johnny didn’t mean to, Grandpa…we’ll fix it.

- I gotta present for youuu! Say ‘aaah…’

- I wish you were up n movin’ again. Things would be so much easier.

Victim Found

- Hey, that’s my hidin’ spot!

- What’re you doin’ in there, babe?

- You thought I wouldn’t check here? Really?

- Sorry, babe. Cat’s outta the bag.

- Peekaboo!

- You shy or somethin’? C’mon out.

Victim Hit

- I’m tryna be gentle!

- Awh, yer blood’s so pretty! Lemme see a lil’ more, ‘kay?

- Gotcha good there!

- Why’re you squirmin’?! That just makes things worse!

- I’ll make it quick, babe! Just stop movin’!

Blood Trail

- I’ma have’ta clean this up, y’know…

- What did I say? I told you I’d be nicer.

- Man, I really don’t want clean up duty again.

- Phtt…someone’s havin’ a bad day, huh?

- Yeah, that’s it. Leave Bullet somethin’ to rat you out.

Match Start

- Bullet’s gonna have a field day with this one!

- I’ve never really done a chase like this before…gotta stay on my toes.

- I might be young, but I ain’t dumb. I’ll find ‘em.

See Victim Escape

- We’re really gonna get it this time!

- Shit! This can’t be happenin’ right now!

- I’ll send Bullet after ‘em.

- Goddamnit. I gotta tell Ma.

Idle

- I gotta prove that I ain’t a kid no more!

- That girl Johnny liked…she was really pretty. I mean, really pretty. He didn’t have to do that…

- This may be my first rodeo, but that don’t mean nothin’! I’ll still get it done!

- Bullet should be waking up soon. (sigh) He’s such a good boy…

- Y’know I…I don’t really like killin’. But it is what it is. Gotta do what’s best for us.

Sees Enemy

- I promise I’ll be way nicer than the others. Just c’mere.

- It’s okay…c’mere, sweetheart.

- I’m sorry it has to be this way. Really, I am.

- It’ll be over soon, hun. C’mon over here.

- All of this is pointless. It’ll hurt worse if you squirm. 

Ability Denied

- Bullet can’t hear me from here…

- Nope. No scent for Bullet to track.

- Bullet won’t be able to find ‘em.

- Let’s wait a lil’ longer…

Use Ability

- Sic ‘em, Bullet!

- Get ‘em, boy!

- Find ‘em, Bullet!

- [whistle]

Execution

- Sweet dreams…

- Don’t keep the angels waitin’.

- There you go. You’ll find her up there…I promise.

- Night, night.

- Rest easy, babe.

Cook Seen

- Don’t be hollerin’ at Bubba, okay? You’re makin’ him nervous.

- Let me know if you need help, ‘kay?

- You seen anyone yet? Huh? Huh?

- I’m sure Johnny’s sorry for all this mess, alright? Can you just drop it please?

- Hey, hey, hey, what you gonna cook up for dinner tonight? (laughter)

Hitchhiker Seen

- O-Oh, my bad. I’m in the way…

- Did Grandpa really teach you how to make those traps? You’re so lucky!

- Hey, you should really stop mutterin’ ‘bout my folks, y’know…

- I think you should set a few more traps, man. They’re runnin’ around everywhere!

- I know you’re more experienced than me but…I don’t think messin’ around will do much for our cause.

Johnny Seen

- There you are, Johnny! Me and Bullet have been lookin’ all over for you!

- We should be more gentle with them this time…y’know?

- Johnny…is this about that girl? …Never mind that, we’ll get ‘em!

- I should start workin’ out like you do. My arms could use a lil’ more muscle! (laughter)

- Mama’s worried about you, y’know. Once we catch ‘em, I think you should try to work things out…o-or not.

Sissy Seen

- I’ll get outta yer way…

- Make sure you don’t overdo it with that poison, okay? Ma gets pissed off whenever you do.

- What’re you always singin’ anyway? I don’t get it.

- I’m worried one of these days yer gonna step on somethin’ and hurt yerself. You should really put some shoes on or somethin’!

- Yer flower garden’s doing real well, Sissy! Must be that fertilizer we make. (giggle)

- Y’know, I’m surprised to see you! Thought you were gone for good last time. I’m glad you came back…

Nancy Seen

- Hey, mama! Having any luck over here?

- We’ll definitely catch these kids with you ‘round, mama! You had tons of practice with me n Johnny way back when, huh? (laughter)

- Mama, you think I should call Bullet out soon? He’ll handle this like a champ!

- When I find ‘em, I’ll bring ‘em to you, mama! I promise.

- Need any help, ma?

Bubba Seen

- Woah! You work that saw real good, man! Real good!

- Make sure you’re havin’ fun, alright? We can hang out later, if you want!

- Sorry, man. I’ll get outta your way!

- Are they botherin’ you again? (sigh) Don’t listen to ‘em! You’re doing awesome! I wish I could be as cool as you!

- You’re doing great! Keep going, man!

Cook

- You oughta get yer brother and mother in line, boy!

- Stop yer whinin’ and get to work!

- C’mon, kid. We don’t have all day! Let’s find ‘em!

- If it weren’t for yer brother, we wouldn’t be in this predicament! I keep tellin’ him, but he just don’t listen…

- You better not go off and get us into trouble like this too!

Hitchhiker

- Y-You don’t know nothing ‘bout nothing! Yer just a k-kid!

- I-It’s funny how you n Johnny look alike…(snicker)

- Better hu-hurry or your mama m-m-might give you a scar next!

- You wanna hear a s-secret? C’mere, I’ll tell you a s-secret!

- You still scared of k-killin’? Huh? (laughter) I knew it! Yer shakin’!

Johnny

- C’mon, lil’ boy. Pick up yer feet.

- It’s like that game we used to play as kids! (laughter) Hope you learned a thing or two from that.

- Don’t give up on me now! Keep searchin’!

- Thatta boy, Les. Keep it movin’.

- You see, Les? This is what happens when you’re too easy on them kids! Gotta make sure you finish what you started!

Sissy

- (laughter) Well, aren’t you a sweet thing?

- You just haven’t found the light yet, sugar. That’s all!

- Oh, there you are! I planted some new flowers I want you to see once we’re done!

- Don’t start getting into trouble like your brother does, now. He’s enough as is.

- (laughter) Aww, sugar…you can hardly hold your shears without shakin’.

Nancy

- Breathe, sweetheart. You’re doing just fine.

- Remember what I taught you, Leslie. You’ll be alright.

- Hold those shears up, sweetie. You won’t hit a thing with it swingin’ like that.

- C’mon, Leslie! We can’t let them get away! Get focused!

- There’s a first for everything, Leslie. Don’t get cold feet now.

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Adult Time Starts Late at Night

Giotto's Adult Time 2★ story (1/1)

Location: kitchen (evening) ; study (night) | Characters: Giotto, Jan, Hubert

Giotto: Aaah, I'm full! Great dinner tonight too, Hubert.

Hubert: Thank you very much. When you say so, it makes my work worthwhile.

Giotto: I'm the one who should be thankin' ya. Thanks for the great food.

Hubert: No no, it's… Well, I guess there would be no end to this.

Giotto: Haha, no doubt 'bout it!

Jan: Giotto-nii, did you finish eatiing? C'mon c'moon, let's plaaay!

Giotto: Oh, alright! What we playin'?

Hubert: Hey, Giotto-san is tired too, so you can do it tomorrow.

Jan: I see… Sorry, Giotto-nii…

Giotto: It's okay, it's okay. Don't worry 'bout it. Don't look so gloomy, Jan, we can play!

Jan: Reallyyy!? Yaaaay! Let's seee… Ah, I have a new puzzle! I'll bring it from my room!

Giotto: Aight, try not to fall.

Jan: Okaaaay!

Hubert: Thank you for always playing with Jan, Giotto-san. But are you really not tired...? And you're always looking out for everyone. Don't you need some alone time once in a while…?

Giotto: Not at all! I like to be depended on and cared for in this way. So it's alright. Besides… Even you're still a child in my eyes. Don't be too concerned 'bout other people, okay? You'll get exhausted if you do.

Hubert: Yes, I'll try to be careful!

Giotto: Well, if ya need anythin' at all, just lemme know! Don't be shy.

Hubert: Thank you very much. Well then, please let me know if there is anything I can do for you.

Giotto: Yeah, leave it to me!

—

Jan: I'm baaack! I brought iiiit!!

Giotto: Then let's do it!

Jan: Yeah!

You know, I haven't finished this puzzle yet because it's so hard… But with you, Giotto-nii, I'm sure I'll make it to the end!

Giotto: Leave this to me! If you and I join forces, nothing's impossible!

What 'bout ya, Hubert? Will ya join us?

Hubert: I don't think I will... I have some things I want to do, so I'll refrain from doing that today.

Jan: Bert-nii won't join us, huh… Too bad.

Giotto: Then we'll surprise Hubert by completing this puzzle!

Jan: Yeah, let's do it!! Bert-nii, look forward to it!

Hubert: Yes, I'll wait for it. Just try not to make too much noise now that it's getting late, okay?

Jan: Okaaaay!

Hubert: Please excuse me. Well then, I'll leave it to you.

Giotto: Yeah, leave it to me.

We'll do it in that room over there! Let's go, Jan!

Jan: Yeah!

—

Jan: Uuuhm… Where does this piece go?

Giotto: It's easier to do this kinda thing if ya first separate the edge pieces from the middle pieces.

Jan: Really!? Okay, then let's divide them! This one's in the middle, this one's... The edge!

—

Giotto: Aight, it's done… Oh. What, Jan fell asleep?

(Alright, I'll take him to his room... After that, I'll go talk to Hubert.)

—

Hubert: Ah, Giotto-san. Jan fell asleep, didn't he? I'll take over for you.

Giotto: Oh, I see you're still in the kitchen. But I thought ya had somethin' ya wanted to do?

Hubert: I finished it just now. I was just about to get ready to go to bed.

Giotto: I see. Well then, guess I'll leave it to ya.

Hubert: Alright then, goodnight, Giotto-san.

Giotto: Yeah, g'night.

Hubert: Ah… Right, right. Giotto-san, if you want, you can eat what's on the table.

Giotto: Hm…? Oooh, it's snacks! And there's all kinds of 'em!

Hubert: I took more time than usual to make this dish, so I'm confident of its taste.

Please take it easy once in a while too, Giotto-san. Well then, see you.

Giotto: I told him not to worry 'bout it... Well, since I'm here, I'll enjoy 'em.

Well then, it's adult time from now on.

[looksfetch]

        ❛    you  came  from  an  all - boy  prep  school ?  that’s  so  fetch !    ❜   no  wonder  he  looked  so  neat  and  formal;  half  the  boys  back  in  north  shore  have  probably  never  considered  wearing  a  button  down  or  a  blazer  more  than  once  in  their  life,  if  they  ever  have.   guess  it  really  was  true  that  private  school  boys  had  a  different  kind  of  appeal.   ❛    what’s  a  preppy  like  you  doing  in  evanston ?   figure  they’d  have  better  smoothie  places  where  you  come  from  than  here.    ❜

@seizingdays​ - neil !     sc.

[crispykodraws]

Hey i just wanted to say that i am kinda obsessed with your Firelord Azula AU. I have just two questions that keep bouncing raound in my head Maybe you could help with them if you want and they aren't spoilers or left open for reader interpretation.

Seeing as Azula had a productive conversation with Zuko and he and Katara didn't just steal the crown from her in this AU, i assume she didn't have her mental breakdown (besides cutting her hair) and send everyone away. Is that correct?. So is she still in charge of the Dai Li? And how did she avoid it (maybe just a healthy amount of sleep)?

And what did they do instead of havjng the Last Agni Kai? Did Azula just quiz Zuko on Fire Nation bureaucracy, court life and diplomacy and after Zuko couldn't answer the questions correctly, he decided he needed to do some learning before he could run the Fire Nation?

Sorry for the long ask. You said you wanted to do some comic strips about this AU, i am definitely looking forward to that. And what new haircuts you decide to give Azula.

Hello, I too am obsessed with this AU. I think about it everyday. So thank you very much for asking about it!

I'm retroactively writing this paragraph because my answer got long. It might be considered spoilers for some, but a lot of them won't be addressed directly in the comics/fics because they're mostly just gags and short moments in the AU. So they're more like supplemental uhh lore than spoilers. To be safe though, I'll hide the rest of the answer below.

Aaah, I like those scenarios in your ask. My funny haha brain can imagine Zuko coming in and saying "I'd like to apply to be Fire Lord" and Azula, the merciless interviewer, says with a straight face, "A month ago, you didn't even know how Fire Lord Sozin, your own great-grandfather, died"

But lemme answer your questions before I get ahead of myself.

1) Mental Breakdown One thing to understand about this AU is it started with a joke idea that Zuko came to Azula's coronation to just attend it, not usurp her (much to Katara's and everyone else's confusion). I don't want to change that because it keeps things lighthearted despite the serious topics beneath the surface. I might like to keep plot points canon compliant, but there's some suspension of disbelief needed for this AU to work.

So, nah. Everything before the Last Agni Kai still happens. The only people who stuck around after the banishing spree are her Imperial Firebenders (they were weathering her ire in the barracks). Ninety percent of the servants are gone; Lo and Li retired to Ember Island; and the Dai Li left but didn't go back to the Earth Kingdom because they're considered traitors by then. Azula needed to feel the acute sense of being alone to accept Zuko into her life again.

There are few things that I've taken liberty with, like amplifying Azula's loneliness and desire to have someone to trust and call a family unconditionally. Aside from wanting control of her life, those are her motivations in this AU. So when Zuko refuses to fight and offers all those to her, she just takes it. And despite of her still present paranoia at the time, she believes it because Zuko wears his heart on his sleeve. He can lie but it's easy to spot.

However, her issues aren't resolved by then. Since this Azula is in a position of power and still insulated in her comfort zone and doesn't really get professional help, her healing comes really, really slow. Zuko's presence only helps so much.

2) Fire Lord Business I mentioned it earlier; Zuko arrives at her coronation and refused to fight her. He knows that even if he asked nicely and proved his worth, Azula wouldn't give him the crown. Zuko understands that she deserves it--she's filled the role of the heir for a long time now and this is the culmination of it. He also knows that he doesn't have to be the Fire Lord to make a difference in the world. He's already done so by helping Aang. So he basically let the coronation continue and let Azula have what she wants. It's also his peace offering, like a "look I can be nice to you too, please trust me" thing.

Zuko is already aware that he lacks the skill and experience to run a nation. He has some managerial and customer service skills from his time as a teashop employee, so he managed to be Azula's secretary/scribe for a short while. He does get promoted pretty quickly though.

When they first address his training, it's a few days after the coronation. Technically, they aren't both done with their training and lessons, but Azula is way ahead of Zuko. Everyone who wants to do public service and administration in the Fire Nation has to pass several civil service exams. Royalty aren't required to but they all take (and should pass, because it would be embarrassing otherwise) the exams as a formality. They both haven't taken any yet, so that's something they're equals on.

I do want to make comic strips about this, yeah. Some of them are going to be converted into fanfics probably. Because I don't want to draw them They work better in prose than in comic format. But I'm not sure if I'll do them all; there's like ~30 parts already lmao. So yeah, I don't really mind the long ask, I actually enjoyed sharing stuff about it. Might have overshared, to be honest. I hope you don't mind. I tried my best to be vague and avoid specific spoilers.

And let's see if Azula with another haircut will be added to the collection lol

Again, thanks very much for the ask!!

[dajaregambler]

HeliosR - Keith Max Card story ‘‘Good for nothing hero’’

Translation of Keith Max’s 3* initial card story from ‘Helios Rising Heroes’.

Keith: (Haaah, haven’t won a single time today….)

Keith: (My fault for playing biliards when I’m drunk to begin with, eh~ Everything around me is spinning, my aim’s off too… But well, ‘s not like I can pass up a drink or so)

Keith: (Uugh, feeling kinda all wobbly now… Which means that I ain’t had enough alcohol yet. Should have some more when I’m back. There oughta be some beer left in the fridge…)

Young boy: ...S-someone, help…!

Keith: Mh?

Aggressive boy: Fucker, shut your mouth! Just give us your money already!

Young boy: I-I won’t! I’m absolutely not handing it over…!

Rough boy: Haah? Think ya got any rights to refuse or what? Just fucking give it!

Young boy: Wah….!?

Keith: (Aaah…. Carelessly ran into some shakedown going on. Whatta pain in the ass…)

Keith: (There’s two of ‘em… Sigh, guess I’ll do it)

Rough boy: Heeh? Ain’t you pretty loaded

Young boy: P-please give my wallet back…! I’ve been working hard to save up that money….

Aggressive boy: Don’t give a shit ‘bout that. If ya got anythin’ else on ya better hand it-....

Keith: Oi, both of ya.

Rough boy: The hell are you

Keith: I said to give it back. Didn’t get it the first time or what?

Aggressive boy: Hah. Thinking we’ll listen to you beg, huh, don’t make me laugh!

Keith: ….It actually served as warning

Aggressive boy: Looks to me that yer beggin’ to be punched… Don’t get in our fucking way, got it!

Keith: Hmmm?

Aggressive boy: Wha…!? He dodged it!?

Keith: More the type to be all bark no bite, aren'tcha

Rough boy: Damnit, don’t fuck with me…!

Keith: Too slow

Rough boy: Wh- since when did he get behind m-...!?

Keith: Ya ain’t gon’ be landing any punches when leaving that many openings

Keith: And with that, we’ll be returning this now

Rough boy: Fuck, fuck, fuck- it hurts! L-let go…! My arm’s gonna break…!

Keith: Drop that wallet and I’ll release ya

Rough boy: Haah!? Wai- stop, it hurts!

Keith: Just so you know, I’m actually holding myself back here, see? Being a hero means I can’t go breaking around people’s arms and all. Still, think it’d be in your best interest if you drop that wallet sooner or later~

Rough boy: I’ll give it back! I will, so just stop already….!

Keith: Alright, got it now

Rough boy: Gh...goddamnit! Won’t fucking forget this…!

Aggressive boy: H-hey! Don’ leave me behind!

Keith: Uwah, I’m feeling even more wobblier… as if I’m more drunk than before...

Young boy: U-um… Y-you’re..

Keith: Oh, you good?

Young boy: Y-yes…

Keith: Here, lemme give back your wallet. The public order’s pretty bad around these parts, don’t recommend walking around here with too much cash on ya

Young boy: I-I’m sorry… Thank you, very much…

Keith: Well, I’m off~

Young boy: P-please wait a second…!

Keith: ? What now

Young boy: Uuum, are you perhaps a hero from Helios…?

Keith: Well, more or less…

Young boy: I knew it….! I, have been aspiring to become a hero for a long time now. ...And, seeing how you saved me now, has made these feelings of wanting to become a hero like you even stronger…!

Keith: …….

Young boy: That’s why I’ll… have to work hard too…

Keith: Listen, stop with this whole “hero” thing~  I keep getting scolded by my fellow collegue, I can’t smoke whenever, and as for drinking… well, I can pretty much drink and all, but at any rate I ain’t anything decent

Young boy: Eh, but… I’ll, I’ll be supporting you…! Please continue to do your best

Keith: …’s time to go. Be careful on yer way home~

-

Keith: Haah… I’m beat… I’mma lay down here for the time being. Phew...

Keith: I’m all outta stamina ‘cuz of that either… Don’t feel like getting up to grab some alcohol either. But since I don’t wanna move...

Keith: Should be able to use my hero power in times like these instead… and hup

Keith: Oooh, got it, got it. Man, this power’s real damn handy~ Can easily use it without needing to walk to the fridge

Junior: What the fuck was that, Shitty mentor! The hell you doing!

Keith: Junior, you’re here, eh…I’m getting a drink here, as you can see

Junior: Haah? Don’t use your power for pointless things like that

Keith: Does it matter, ain’t like I can use it up either

Keith: Besides, I’m exhausted from working too much today. Lemme have enjoy myself by using my own power however I’d like to for a bit

Junior: Working too much? You’re just saying whatever at this point

Keith: It’s the truth. I helped out some dashing young lad, wish I could’ve shown it to ya~

Junior: Hard to believe when it’s coming from a guy sprawled all over the couch

Keith: Yeah, yeah, don’t really care if you don’t believe me. Why would ya look at this, it’s time for spoiled lil’ brats to go to bed. Now scamper off and get ready to sleep. G’night~

Junior: Hey, don’t fucking change the subject like that now! Also, I’m NOT some brat--!

Junior: Seriously, how the hell is there even some irresponsible hero like you… It’d feel like some kind of joke if someone had to go up against you...

Junior: And neither will I give a shit if you drink yourself dead, by the way

Keith: …..

Keith: Finally it got quiet, now I can peacefully enjoy my drink… Although sitting like this kinda hurts my back so I’ll have to get up, eh....

Keith: Puhaah, this new beer’s pretty tasty~ Guess I gotta stock up on these next

Keith: Anyway, becoming a hero like me, eh… guess there’s all kinds of guys with strange tastes out there in the world

Keith: ….Huh? Drank all of my beer already…Bit of a pain in the ass to use my hero power now, maybe I’ll go to bed...

Keith: Nah, it’d be better to give up on becoming a hero like me~ Hic

[maonuis]

[ENG] Prison Breakers - Chapter 02

Proofreader: moricchiichan and ciel 

Original Writer: 西岡麻衣子 (Nishioka Maiko)

Season: Autumn

Characters: Yuuki Makoto, Oogami Koga, Himemiya Tori.

“Had it not been for the laws of this land, I could have you beheaded as punishment! You ogre! Demon! Human-faced dog!“

Tori: Glug, glug... Gaaah! What was I thinking, coming to a place like this… I just figured I could drink a lot of water to fill my tummy!

Nngh… It smells soooo good in here. Instead of getting full, I'm getting even hungrier~...

Why do I have to do this… I feel like I’m gonna cry… (sob)

Aah…! No, no, I can’t give up now! I’ll show Yuzuru who’s boss!

Leeet’s see… Lemme put today’s share in my piggy bank…

… (shakes piggy bank to make some noise)

Aah… I’m barely saving any money… Even though I’m working so hard~!

Hm? Did someone call me just now…?

No way, am I so hungry that I’m hearing things? Am I dying?!

Makoto: He~y, Himemiya-kun~

Tori: Hm? So I didn’t imagine it? Um, who’s calling me…?

Yuuki-senpai? And also… Yaaay ♪ Anzu is here too!

What is it, what is it?? Did you call for me, Anzu? Yuuki-senpai too I guess, since you’re also here.

Koga: ‘Sup, pipsqueak.

Tori: Ugh! Oogami… senpai is also here!

Koga: Did’ja just “ugh” at my face? Ya wanna be smacked into place again like I did during your circus training, huh?

Tori: No way, no way! I have already had enough of stuff like that!

Besides, my “ugh” didn’t mean anything bad! It was an acronym, see? “It’s Unexpectedly Good to meet you Here!” It’s all the rage to use acronyms right now!

Koga: Don’t try saving yer ass with an obvious lie. The hell ya mean with abbreviations, ya think everything’s a light novel now? [1]

Tori: Unini?! Don’t mess up my hair! I have it meticulously done every morning~!

Eugh~... How dare you go against me, I’m one of the most powerful people in this academy! Had it not been for the laws of this land, I could have you beheaded as punishment! You ogre! Demon! Human-faced dog!

Koga: Hey. No way in hell I’m accepting you calling me a dog! Correct yourself right now. I’m a werewolf!

Makoto: Ahaha, of course that’s what you focus on…

Tori: Aaah geez, shut up, shut up, shut uuuuuuuup!

Usually I wouldn’t even have time to be here dealing with you losers. I’m a very busy person, you know?

And even so I still went through the trouble of coming to talk to you. You should be grateful!

So? Why did you call me?

Makoto: Ah, we’re just having lunch all together, do you want to join us?

Tori: Eh? Me?

Hmm~... Well, I won't eat anything, but can I still sit here? Would that still be okay?

I feel bad taking a seat without having a proper lunch when this place is so full of people.

Makoto: That’s okay, but uuuuhm…? You aren’t having lunch? Is this some kind of riddle?

Tori: Nope, it's exactly what it sounds like. I’m not eating… Or maybe, I can’t eat would be more accurate?

You see, I’m trying to save money so I’m cutting down on some stuff~. That’s why I’m not having lunch.

But of course I still get hungry~. So I came here to get some water.

Makoto: Eh, Himemiya-kun, you’re saving money? Oh, so that’s why you’re carrying a piggy bank around.

Tori: Yup. I’ve been slowly saving up some money. But it’s still not anywhere close to enough.

Koga: What’s up with this. You’re short on cash too? 

Tori: From how you said that, I guess you’re in the same boat, Oogami-senpai? Huh, so that’s why you’re having such a sorry-looking meal.

Koga: Huh? It’s way less sorry than your pitiful attempt to fill your stomach with water.

Makoto: Come on, don’t fight…. But it really is a coincidence that you two are trying to save money at the same time.

Himemiya-kun, your family is super rich. I always figured you could get whatever you want by asking your parents to buy it for you.

Tori: Well… Yeah, that’s true, but still…

Makoto: Besides, you both have proper jobs, don’t you? So it’s not like you are going to run out of money anytime soon.

Koga: …Well, I got some stuff goin' on, is all. I wanna be able to get this money on my own instead of relying on UNDEAD.

Tori: Same here. It’s meaningless if I don’t do it by myself. That’s why I can’t rely on Papa and Mama.

Koga: Heh, you managed to say something cool for once. Even tho you’re just a pipsqueak. 

Tori: Hm. I’m kinda like, putting my pride as a man on the line here.

I bet that unlike my noble purpose, you are doing this for something dumb, right?

Koga: You pickin’ a fight with me? Huh?!

Tori: You’re the one who started it.

Makoto: Uwaah, at this rate they will really end up getting into a fist fight…! Anzu-chan, I'm leaving Himemiya-kun to you!

Come on, you’re both just hungry, so it’s making you go berserkl.

Look, Anzu-chan and I will share our food with you, so calm down! ...Hey!

Koga: Besides, a pipsqueak like you shouldn’t—hmph!?

Tori: Says you, Oogami-senpai—munch!

Koga: (munch munch) …. ♪

Tori: (munch munch) Tastyyy~ ♪

Makoto: Wow, amazing. They both calmed down immediately. It worked better than I expected….! Like Momotaro taming his animal companions with kibidango [2]… You really were hungry.

Tori: (gulp)

Hey, this is karaage, right? Has karaage always been so tasty?! This is the tastiest karaage I’ve ever had in my life!

Hm? What’s wrong Anzu?

Eh? You’ll share with me if I promise I won’t fight anymore?! 

Makoto: You two can have mine, too. Food tastes better when you share it.

Tori: I promise! I won’t fight anymore! I really mean it!

Koga: Tch. Guess there’s no choice. Ya boy here also knows how to keep his word.

Makoto: Ahaha, It’s almost like Anzu and I are taming wild anim—whoops.

Koga: ? Taming wild... what? Go on. Say it.

Makoto: N, nope! It’s nothing! Come on, shouldn’t you be eating? Let’s dig in~!

(That was waaay too close. I was about to say that it was almost like we were taming some wild animals.)

(But it was easier to calm them down than I expected. If I say that though, I bet they’ll get angry. It’d be better if I stay quiet…)

[1] In the original, Tori says “geh” when seeing Koga, which he later tries to save by saying “Genki desu ka?”, Koga replies “are you a pro wrestler now?!” to that. The reference is to either a certain wrestling event by the same name in Japan  or the catchphrase by politician and retired pro wrestler Antonio Inoki. All the translators and proofreaders I talked about this to were confused, so for the sake of better reading flow, we decided to adapt it somehow.

[2] From Wikipedia:  Kibi dango (黍団子, きびだんご, "millet dumpling") is Japanese dumpling made from the meal or flour of the kibi (proso millet) grain. The treat was used by folktale-hero Momotarō (the Peach Boy) to recruit his three beastly retainers, in the commonly known version of the tale.

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go higher! part 8

[good game]

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the ref’s sharp whistle signals the end of the game as hyunjin’s serve goes straight into the net right beside seungmin’s head. the younger boy turns to glare at hyunjin, who flashes an apologetic smile in return. you watch as the kq boys cheer quickly before both teams line up and shake hands (you don’t catch how jisung give’s san’s hand an extra hard squeeze and utters “good game” through gritted teeth).

as you hobble on your crutches back to the bench to talk to bambam and jaebeom about the game, you can’t help curiously listen as the boys talk amongst themselves.

“ahh sorry guys, i guess i’ll gotta work on my serve more,” hyunjin says in embarrassment, feeling badly that the loss was on his error.

“maybe if you spent more time in the gym before practice instead of showing up late you wouldn’t have missed it,” seungmin replies bitterly.

“hey guys, calm down. hyunjin it’s not your fault we lost, or anyone else’s for that matter, i mean we actually did better than usual!!” chan says to try and cheer everyone up.

“yeah, we actually got over 20 points in that last set!!” jeongin replies enthusiastically. besides the youngest’s positivity, chan’s met with some blank stares in response; hyunjin and seungmin stare daggers at each other, jisung’s distracted by the sight of san walking over to your side of the court, and minho walks off to stretch by himself. at least jeongin’s standing there with an excited smile, even though he sat on the bench the whole game.

“y/n!! it’s been a while!” your thoughts are interrupted by a boy walking over to you arms outstretched. before you can protest, san pulls you in for a hug.

“ew you’re so sweaty,” you protest and shove him off, but you still give him a smile; it’s nice to see your friend again.

“what, no “congrats on winning san!! you did great!” for me?” he teases.

“shes on our team, not yours,” a voice says from behind you and you turn to see jisung walking up to you. it’s weird to see normally goofy and loud jisung be so serious. the two boys stare unimpressedly at each other, and you nervously glance between them.

“ok well i gotta go get ready for the post game meeting, i’ll see you in the change room jisung. catch you later sannie!” you call, leaving the awkwardness to go tell the rest of the boys to meet in the change room. jisung gives one final look of disapproval at san before turning and walking away.

everyone’s making their way to the change room to talk about the game, the only person you still have to tell is minho. you spot him alone in the corner of the gym, blushing as he changes out of his jersey and back into a nice sweater. swallowing the butterflies, you walk up to him. i shouldn’t be this nervous, i’m literally just telling him about a team meeting and that’s it, you think to yourself.

minho looks up as he hears you approach on your crutches, giving you a small smile and a wave. your heart flutters a bit, and not paying attention, one of your crutches hits the ground at a weird angle and before you know it you’re sprawled out on the gym floor.

“y/n!! are you okay??” minho asks in concern as he rushes to help you up. jisung’s loud laugh echoes in the background, and you flip him off without looking, your cheeks burning in embarrassment.

“yeah i’m okay,” you mutter; you might have a couple bruises later but luckily you didn’t do anything weird to your ankle. you grab onto minho’s outstretched arm and he pulls you back into your feet—or, foot. you try to reach down to pick up your fallen crutches but it’s kinda hard to do so while balancing on one foot, and you teeter back and forth as you try to figure out the best way to get them. to your surprise, minho holds an arm out for you to balance on while he picks them up for you.

“um...thanks,” you say, voice small as you place the crutches under your armpits, wishing you weren’t so flustered. minho shrugs in response, and sits back down to pull off his shoes and knee pads. you stand there for a second in a mildly awkward silence, almost forgetting why you came over here in the first place.

“oh, uh, there’s a team meeting in the change room as soon as your ready so we can talk about the game and what to work on in practice,” you finally remember to say. minho looks up and gives you a smile and nods silently before going back to untying his laces. as you turn to leave, you let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding in. you spot felix and hyunjin walking to the change room and you make your way to join them. they wave at your approach, felix excitedly babbling about his epic saves and “did you see when i dug up that super tall dude’s attack??” and you can’t help but giggle at his enthusiasm.

“i saw you talking to minho,” hyunjin says raising his thick eyebrows at you as felix gives a play-by-play of seemingly every single point in the game.

“yeah, i was just letting him know about the meeting,” you say, trying to appear nonchalant but your cheeks give yourself away. hyunjin smirks at you knowingly.

“don’t worry y/n, i won’t tell anyone. i mean i don’t really understand why you’d go for someone like minho over someone like me, but whatever floats your boat,” he teases. you roll your eyes at him.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about,” you deny. before hyunjin can say anything, you’ve reached the change room door, which felix opens for you. you almost look back to steal a glance at minho before entering, but think better of it with hyunjin right there. you hardly know minho anyways, it’s just a small crush because he’s good at volleyball and also super cute, right? you think to yourself. besides, it’s probably a bad idea to like someone on the team you’re helping coach anyways. you decide to yourself that maybe you should try and minimize the time you spend around minho so you wont have a chance to fall for him. yeah, that sounds like a good idea.

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Thick and Thin (g.d)

- Part 3 -

A/N: aha ha ha, not me, coming back with a dry part

Word-count: 2.3 k+

Summary: Her anxiety ruined the romantic night that they’re supposed to have, but at least everything’s getting better on the next day

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“Bianca, you’ve asked me that question three times,” Grayson lets out a deep sigh, keeping his hand pressed against her cheek as he speaks. There’s definitely something wrong with this girl, but he has no idea about what’s running inside her head.

“Answer me, please...,” she whispers, and once again shuts her eyes closed.

“I’ve told you that I love you, Bumblebee. What’s wrong? Please, tell me,” he begs for his girlfriend to tell him, he’s dying to know. He looks down at her with a hurtful look in his face. No lie, it hurts him to see her being that fragile in front of him.

But instead of answering him, she just sobs. Tears rolling down her cheeks as she shakes her head. Grayson gently grabs her by her wrist, as he calls for her name once again. “Bianca— Bianca, hey, look at me,” he orders.

She finally chooses to give in, opening her eyes to meet his gaze. Grayson shakes his head as he rolls to the side to lay beside her. Lovingly, he scoops the girl into his embrace to calm her down. Bianca continues to sob as she holds onto her boyfriend. “I’m sorry...,” she whispers.

“For what? Hey, Bumblebee, I’m here for you,” Grayson coos as he rests his index finger below her chin, gently lifting her chin up to meet her eyes.

“For... being me. F—for being one p—plain girlfriend for y—you,” she sobs. In response, Grayson lets out a soft sigh to her statement.

It’s like a knife to his chest that she thinks that she’s one plain girlfriend.

“Bianca...”

She shakes her head as she tries to wiggle away from his embrace. Once she’s free, she sits up, and turns aside to hide her face from his boyfriend so that he’s facing her bare back. “Just leave me, Grayson...,” she mumbles.

“What the fuck, Bianca...,” he mutters under his breath as he watches her acting completely strange. “Face me. Now,” he speaks in stern voice.

“Why would you choose me?!,” out of nowhere she yells as she turns to face him, both of her eyes are red from crying.

“Because I love you— What the fuck are you thinking?,” he yells back in return, feeling completely lost with her unusual behavior.

“I—I’m nothing...,” she mumbles as she brings her knees up to her chest, and wraps her arms around her knees.

“What do you mean?,” Grayson lets out a soft groan as he sits up, pulling the girl sitting on the edge of the bed closer to him, but again, Bianca remains quiet.

It’s like Grayson finally knows what’s going on inside her head. He wraps his arms around her torso as he speaks. “Baby, I want you, not Alana,” he sighs.

Bianca gently chews her lower lip as she looks up at her boyfriend. Indeed, it’s the only thing running inside her head. The fact that her mind keeps telling her that she’s the inferior one, compared to Alana, Grayson’s ex crush.

“But Alana—“

“Enough with this bullshit, okay? If I wanted her, I would’ve called you and end everything. But I waited for you to come, Bianca. Why? Because I only want you,” he coos, with his hand rubbing her back soothingly. Bianca gives no reply, but she keeps her arms wrapped around his neck.

“Let me say this once again, I don’t care if she’s Alana Whitman. I’ve met someone better, and her name is Bianca Reine. And she’s all I want, for now, and for the rest of my life,” he continues before he plants a gentle kiss onto her temple.

“I know I fucked up, but for real, Bianca Reine owns my heart. And she’s the only one that matters,” he nods his head. “Don’t you believe me?,” he asks.

There is a silence for few seconds, but Bianca ends up nodding her head. Of course she believes him. It’s just her mind tricking her.

“I—I’m sorry, I think I’m just tired... you know— jetlag,” she mumbles before she lies down. Again, with her back facing her boyfriend. She just can’t look into his eyes, not right now.

“Shh, it’s okay. You need the rest,” he replies as he lies down to join her. He turns to his side and wraps his arm around her protectively. He gently plants a kiss onto her temple, and buries his face in her hair. “Goodnight, Bumblebee. I love you. So much,” Grayson coos as he shuts his eyes closed.

“Goodnight... I love you too,” she whispers in return as she rests her hand on top of his. She lets out deep sigh as the guilt attacks her. She should’ve just kept that thought inside her head instead of telling him so. Seeing hurt in his face really makes her feel like she’s the worst girlfriend ever.

One thing Bianca knows; she hurts him.

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“Chefin’?,” Ethan’s voice echoes as he steps into the kitchen. Bianca nearly dropped the plate that she’s holding.

“God, Ethan!,” she squeaks as she sets the plate down. “Can’t you just say ‘hi, Bianca’ or something like ‘good morning’?,” she complains as she turns her focus back to the pan on the stove to flip the pancake.

“Sorry,” he laughs as he hops onto one of the stools. He points at one plate before he turns his gaze back to the girl standing next to the fridge. “There are 3 plates here, so, I assume this one is mine?,” he asks.

“Yes, yes, I’m making 3. For me, you, and Gray,” she quickly nods her head as she turns the stove off and place the last pancake on the empty plate on the counter.

“Thanks, Bi!,” Ethan replies as he quickly grabs his fork to dig in. And that’s when Grayson enters the kitchen. There he stands, wearing his olive green hoodie, paired with his black jeans and his favorite pair of Air Force 1, also, his backpack. Bianca can’t help herself but smiles as she looks at his college-boyfriend.

“Morning, Bumblebee,” he speaks as he makes his way towards her to press a gentle kiss onto her cheek. He placed his hands on her waist as he kisses her to keep her close.

“Mm, morning, Grape” Bianca replies with a bright smile on her face. She shifts her gaze from the plates of pancakes to her boyfriend quickly before she reaches out to grab a fork and places it onto her boufriend’s plate. “Here’s your breakfast,” she hands him the plate, but Grayson shakes his head quickly.

“I’m gonna be late, babe,” instead, he grabs his cup of coffee that Bianca has prepared before, and takes a small sip of it before he puts it down onto the kitchen counter.

“Wh— I made you pancakes!,” Bianca pouts.

“Bro, they’re bomb. I’d ask her to make me some more if only we don’t have a class to attend in 20 minutes,” Ethan comments as he grabs the tissue to wipe his mouth clean.

“But—“

“Pleaaaase?,” a soft whine comes out of her mouth as she grabs the fork to cut the pancakes into smaller pieces, and brings some up to his mouth with it. “Aaah— c’mon open your mouth,” she gives him another pout as she attempts to balance herself, since she’s standing on the tip of her toes to match his height.

And he gives in.

Grayson lets her to feed him. And no lie, it was one of the best pancakes that he has ever tasted. A small smile comes across Bianca’s lips as she watches her boyfriend enjoying her meal. “Is it good?,” she asks.

“One of the best pancakes I’ve ever had. Thank you, baby,” Grayson nods his head as a small smile comes across his lips. He gently presses a soft kiss onto her forehead one last time. “I’ll be home before 4, I promise,” he mumbles.

“I’ll be waiting,” Bianca nods as she shifts her gaze to Ethan, who’s already making his way out of their little apartment. “Have a nice day you two!,” she exclaims.

“Thanks, Bi!,” Ethan answers. Grayson turns around to face his girl one more time as he reaches the door. “Keep the door locked. Don’t leave the apartment, okay? Stay here, wait until I get home,” he demands.

Bianca raises her eyebrow as a little smirk comes across her lips. “What if I wanna go out? What if I need to go out and grab some—“

“Wait. Until. I. Get. Home. Am I making myself clear? I’ll take you wherever you need to go, but wait for me. I need to make sure that you’re safe. And by safe, means I’m going with you, okay?,” Grayson explains quickly, hoping Bianca would do what he asked her to.

“Alright, Mr. Bodyguard. You’re activating your protective mode, hm?,” she hums.

“That mode’s always active for you. See you! I love you!,” Grayson waves his hand before he closes the door behind him.

“Love you!”

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“Babe? Hey, it’s almost 4,” Bianca can hear Grayson’s deep voice near her.

Is he home?

Bianca brings her hand up to her face to rub her eyes gently as she slowly opens her eyes to find her boyfriend sitting on the edge of their bed. He even still has his backpack on his shoulders.

“Hey... welcome home,” she yawns.

Grayson just smile. If he can rate the level of cuteness of the view in front of him, he’d rate it 100 out of 10. There is nothing cuter than Bianca being sleepy. Well maybe 200 out of 10, since she’s wearing his t-shirt.

“Are you okay?,” he asks.

“I’m okay, just so tired that I decided to nap,” she nods her head.

“Definitely. Did you spend the day cleaning the whole apartment?,” Grayson finally takes his backpack off and sets it down onto the rug. He noticed it right away the moment he walked in. Everything is looking clean and neat. All-washed-plates in the kitchen, no more opened-books scattered on the table in the living room, and their newly-changed bedsheet. Bianca nods her head.

“You know you could’ve just wait until I get home with Ethan, so we can do it to—“

“It’s okay, really,” she shakes her head as she leans in to give him a soft kiss, only to stop him from talking; leaving Grayson with no choice but to return the kiss.

“Alright, so, Ethan and I are going to see one of Alana’s bestfriends, Fabio, who works at a tattoo parlor. Do you want to go with me?,” he asks as soon as he pulls away.

A slight frown comes across Bianca’s face as he mentions the word “tattoo”. “You’re getting a tattoo?,” she asks. Grayson quickly nods his head.

“Actually— Ethan was the one who talked about getting another tattoo first, but, I thought it’s not a bad idea, so I’m thinking about getting a new one as well,” Grayson explains. Few days after he arrived in Los Angeles, Grayson showed Bianca that he got himself a tattoo on the back of his ear. It was a “333” tattoo; his angel number. “But uh— actually, if you don’t mind, I want to get a matching one with you,” he adds.

“Matching tattoos?,” Bianca emphasizes the idea one more time as she shifts her gaze back to her boyfriend.

“Yeah, but, you don’t have to if you don’t feel like—“

“I love the idea! But— is it going to be painful?,” Grayson can sense worry in her tone.

“You’ll be okay, I’ll be with you,” he gives her another smile to convince her that everything’s going to be okay. “So you in?,” he asks once again for the last time.

“Yes!”

“I’ll wait for you outside, Bumblebee. Hurry up,” he gets up from the bed and makes his way out, giving her some time to get herself ready.

Tattoo date? Perfectly splendid way to end the day.

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“Heeeey, it’s the famous Alana Whitman here!,” the guys with short blonde hair greets the whole squad as soon as they arrive at Ink Theory, one of the famous tattoo parlors in town.

“Hey, Fabio!,” Alana waves her hand at the guy who just greeted her.

“What kind of tat that you want for today?,” Fabio asks before he takes a sip of his cola.

“I’m not getting one. But my friend here, Ethan, is going to get one,” Alana explains.

“And also Bianca and I,” Grayson adds. Bianca nods her head as she crosses her arms in front of her chest, with her foot tapping on to the floor to hide her nervousness about getting her first tattoo. She even had to google about the tips & tricks about getting a tattoo for the first time before they left the apartment. She’s that nervous.

“Alright, let’s get things done. Who’s going first?,” Fabio asks. Ethan quickly raises his hand.

As Fabio, Alana, and Ethan discuss about his tattoo placement, Bianca, who’s sitting on a long chair with Grayson in the waiting room, turns to face him. “Have you decided about the tattoo that you’re getting?,” she asked.

Grayson, who was cheking on his phone, immediately turns his gaze from the phone screen to the girl sitting next to him. “I’m planning to get your initials tattoed on me. BMR, stands for Bianca Madora Reine— maybe with a little bee at the end of it. Bumblebee— you know?,” he explains.

“Oh, that’d look good...,” she answers. “Where?,” she asks once again.

“Hmm, probably on chest, right here,” he places his own palm, right in the middle of his chest.

“Chest? But why chest?,” she raises an eyebrow in response.

“Right here because you’re the reason of my heart beating every single day. My heart never stops beating for you, Bumblebee,” he hums.

Bianca can’t help but smile. He’s just too cute sometimes.

“How about you?,” Grayson asks her this time, getting curious about her idea.

“Hmm, it’s gonna be a surprise, so wait and see,” Bianca nudges his rib playfully as she sticks her tongue out, though actually she’s trying to hide the fact that she hasn’t decided what it’s going to be.

But hey, maybe it helps for a bit.

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37. Concert Crasher

The episode begins with a park at night. Everybody is heading towards the stage. A robotic woman comes up on the stage. She waves to the crowd. She sweetly greets them. "Hello everybody and welcome to my concert" She says to the eager crowd "You're all really going to enjoy this little number!" She begins singing. The Skullker is behind the stage. Proto Man asks Dr. Wily "Why not just use Splash Woman instead?" Dr. Wily replies "Mega Man has dealt with Splash Woman before. He will immediately know that it's her and will try to destroy her as soon as he lays his blue eyes on her! We must not be suspicious this time, Proto!" Proto Man goes "Aaah! I see! Very clever there, doc!" Everyone, robot and human, is enamored by the robotic woman's singing. Dr. Wily smiles evilly, knowing what will happen next. Back at Dr. Light's lab, Dr. Light is playing Beethoven in the main lab while he works on his projects. Mega Man is elsewhere in the main lab, repairing the large screen. Mega Man has listened to Beethoven for a few now and is getting rather tired of it. Mega Man asks Dr. Light "Hey Dr. Light, is it okay if I switch the music to something else? No offense but, I think I've had enough classical music for today!" Dr. Light replies "It's quite alright with me, Mega Man! Go ahead and switch it!" Mega Man is happy and says "Thanks!" He jumps down from his workplace and goes over to the computer that is playing the music. He presses a few buttons. The music changes to rock and roll music. Dr. Light is a bit disturbed by the music, but keeps his opinions about it to himself so as not to upset Mega Man about his taste in music. "There!" Mega Man says "Much better!" He returns to repairing the big screen. Roll enters the main lab with Dr. Light's lunch. As she is placing the tray down, she is telling both Dr. Light and Mega Man about a new robot singer that is getting attention and fame. Mega Man asks her if she has heard her music yet. She tells him "Only a little bit..." Mega Man asks her "How do you know if she's good just by her music?" Dr. Light says "Yes, Roll, not everything is what it seems..." Roll answers "She just...is..." Roll is about to change the music on the computer. "Here, I'll show you guys!" she says as she is about to press a button on the computers control panel. Mega Man finally gets the big screen working. "There! All fixed!" he says in triumph. The big screen turns on. The news report is on. Bree Ricarda is reporting on the trending robot singer who, according to her, is "the hottest thing right now since molten metal!" She says that the singer is going to be performing at the urban amphitheater. Roll is excited to hear this news. "Did you hear that, everyone!" Roll exclaims. "Yes, Roll...your new favorite singer is going to be in the city!" Mega Man says to her. Dr. Light tekks her that she can attend the concert and that Mega Man can come along too. "Oh, great!" Mega Man groans. Later that day, Mega Man, Roll, and Rush drive down to where the urban amphitheater is. They see that the stage has not been set up yet. Mega Man tells Roll "Lemme get out and have a good look around. You guys stay in the car!" Mega Man gets out of the car and walks down to the amphitheater. Guts Man and Cut Man are setting up a stage. Cut Man asks Guts Man "When is our star arriving here?" Guts Man tells Cut Man "Very soon! Just keep buildin'!" Mega Man walks over to the urban amphitheater. He sees that Guts Man and Cut Man are there finishing up the stage. Mega Man knows that when Guts Man and Cut Man are doing something, it's usually with evil and harmful intent. He walks up nearby them to keep a good eye on them. Guts Man and Cut Man see Mega Man. Cut Man cries out "Mega Dweeb must be here to stop the show!" Guts Man then says "Well, what are we waiting for!? Let's crush him!" They both attack Mega Man. Guts Man lifts up a large piece of rubble and throws it at Mega Man, while Cut Man throws the cutter on his head at him. Mega Man dodges their attacks. Guts Man jumps up and down hard onto the ground. This causes the ground around him to break and tremble. Mega Man falls down onto the ground. Guts Man picks up another large piece of rubble. He goes over to Mega Man and raises it above his head, getting ready to crush him with the large piece of rubble. Guts Man says to Mega Man "You're about to get squashed, blue bug! Ha ha ha ha ha!" Guts Man slams it down on him. Mega Man rolls away, nearly avoiding getting crushed by the rubble. Cut Man yells out to Guts Man "Guts Man! He's gotten away!" Mega Man fires at Cut Man and knocks him out. He goes over to him and copies his Rolling Cutter weapon. He goes over to Guts Man. He fires some Rolling Cutters at him and cuts him up into parts. "Scissors beats rock! What are the odds of that!" Mega Man says to himself. A tour bus drives up next to their car. The singer is inside of the bus. She gets out and surveys the amphitheater. She sees that Guts Man and Cut Man have been vanquished. As Mega Man heads back to his car, the singer yells at him "What have you done to my stagehands!?" Mega Man tells her "Those were your stagehands!?" The singer shouts back "Yes, they were my stagehands! And now they're out of service! You've ruined my concert, you blue lump of scrap!" Mega Man tells her "You need to pick your stagehands more wisely!" Star Man and Jewel Man get out of the bus. Star Man asks the singer "Something wrong here?" The singer points at Mega Man and tells them "He's taken down my stagehands! My show is not going to be on time because of him!" Mega Man simply shrugs at her. Jewel Man tells the singer "Don't worry, ma'am, we'll sort him out!" Star Man and Jewel Man prepare to use their shields against Mega Man. Mega Man shoots a Rolling Cutter at them, but it bounces off Star Man's Star Crash shield and ends up slashing through the bus' tires. The bus tips over and is going to fall down on the singer. Mega Man tells at the singer "You're working for Wily, aren't you!?" The singer replies "I don't have time to talk to you! I'm about to get crushed!" Mega Man uses her predicament as a way to escape his enemies. He quickly jumps into the car and drives out of the amphitheater. "We need to make a drive for it before they get a chance to fight back!" Mega Man says to Roll as they quickly drive out of the amphitheater. Star Man and Jewel Man see that the bus is going to fall on the singer. "Quick! Help me!" Star Man yells out to Jewel Man. Jewel Man embraces her and has his Jewel Shield surround both of them while Star Man fires his stars at the bus. "I'll protect you!" Jewel Man says to the singer before the bus falls down on them. The singer and Jewel Man emerge out of the other side of the bus. The singer angrily screams out "That blue abomination owes me a new tour bus and repairs for my stagehands!" and shakes her fists. The good robots return to Dr. Light's lab. As they walk into the lab, Dr. Light asks "What happened? Was the concert cancelled?" "Afraid so..." Mega Man tells his creator "...on account of the singer paling around with Dr. Wily!" Dr. Light is surprised by what Mega Man has told him. "Are you serious!?" he asks his creation. Roll says to him "Yes he is, Dr. Light! We saw them with our very eyes, didn't we Rush?" Rush barks to Roll to confirm what she had said. Dr. Light still can't believe that the concert singer is one of Dr. Wily's minions. Suddenly, an emergency call comes up on one of the monitors in the main lab. Dr. Light quickly runs up to the monitor and answers the call. The police chief shows up on the monitor. He tells Dr. Light "Get Mega Man and Rush over here now! Humans and robots are causing havok downtown!" Dr. Light tells the police chief "Calm down! I will get them there as fast as I can!" Mega Man tells Rush "That's our cue! Let's jet!" Rush nods and turns into his Jet Form. As usual, Mega Man gets on him and they both fly out of the lab. Mega Man and Rush are flying over the city. Mega Man sees that humans are running amok. A crowd of humans and robots are rampaging through the city. They are breaking the display windows of shops. Some of them are even stopping traffic. Police cars drive up to stop the rampagers. Mega Man is shocked at the spectacle below him. "Jumping springs, Rush! It's chaos down there!" Mega Man exclaims. He then tells Rush "Let's bring some order!" They fly down to the city. The police robots are nearly overwhelmed by the raging mob. Some of the humans and robots grab iron bars and attack the police bots. Mega Man yells out "I gotta disarm them!" He fires at the iron bars they are wielding. The iron bars are fired out of their grasps. The police bots give thumbs ups to Mega Man and Rush. Mega Man shoots back a thumbs up at the police bots. Rush attempts to as well, but all he can do is put a paw up. The humans and robots are now focusing their attention at Mega Man. They grab some heavy objects and throw them at Mega Man. Mega Man dodges the objects, while the police bots return the favor and restrain the humans and robots. One of the police bots calls for back up. Some police vehicles drive up to their location. The police bots put the humans and robots into them. Some humans that were rampaging through the city earlier go up to where all the sirens are coming from. They see that some humans and robots have been arrested and apprehended. One of the humans shout out "Avenge them!" Mega Man is a bit intimidated by the incoming angry mob headed in his direction. One of the police bots tells Mega Man "Don't worry, Mega Man, we're used to these kinds of situations!" Some riot control police bots show up and make a line. They aim their bullhorn-like devices at the mob. The devices emit high-pitched pulses that cause the angry crowd to cover their ears and cower to the ground. Mega Man and Rush are covering their ears. Mega Man looks at Rush and comments "Loud, but effective!" Rush nods and grimaces as he covers his ears with his front paws. Mega Man sees that the angry mob is now under control. He and Rush get away from the scene in order to get away from the noise. Meanwhile, Dr. Wily's robots and the singer go up to a bank. As they walk up to the entrance, the singer tells the evil robots "Let me charm them first, then you guys can go in and scoop up the loot!" Guts Man replies "Yes ma'am!" Star Man tells Guts Man and Cut Man "Get as much of the loot as you can! Dr. Wily needs a whole truckload of it!" The evil robots enter the bank. The humans and robots in the bank see them coming in and run out of the building. The singer goes up to one of the bank teller robots. The bank teller robot tells the singer "It's you! We're your biggest fans!" The singer replies "Ha ha ha! Of course you ladies are!" She tells the female robot "Let us access the vault!" The teller replies "Sure thing! Anything for you!" The bank teller robots go over to the police bots and tell them to let the robot masters through. The police bots protest. The bank teller robots plead with them. The police robots still refuse to move away from the vault's massive metal door. The bank teller robots look over to the robot masters and say to them "Looks like you'll have to convince them yourselves!" Cut Man and Star Man go over to the police bots. Cut Man cuts up one of the police bots with his Rolling Cutter weapon. Star Man uses his Star Crash weapon on the other police bot. Both of the police bots have now been vanquished. Cut Man tells Guts Man "You can tear off the door now, Guts Man! Ahe ahe ahe!" Guts Man booms out "Finally!" Guts Man goes over to the vault. He rips off the vault's heavy door. He hurls it aside. He shows the robot masters the way in and says "It's all yours, boys!" The evil robots enter the vault. The singer meanwhile waits outside in the bank's lobby. Inside the vault, Jewel Man sees all of the ingots and says "Such beautiful precious metals!" They gather up the ingots. As the evil robots leave the bank, a person calls the police. The police in return call up Mega Man. But Mega Man is too late, the bad robots have already left. Mega Man is upset that he and Rush were too late. Mega Man and Rush are about to leave for home when Mega Man gets a call on his arm cannon. Dr. Light tells him that a top secret electronics research lab is being broken into. Mega Man and Rush make their way to the research laboratory. At the secret research laboratory, the Skullker is nearby. Dr. Wily is telling Proto Man how very well the singer is assisting his robots. Proto Man tells Dr. Wily "I still think we should have just used Splash Woman again..." Dr. Wily ignores Proto Man's comment and tells him "The next concert will take place at Monster Park in the middle of the city." On their way to the secret laboratory, Mega Man says down to Rush "Two situations in one day! That's a new record for us!" Mega Man looks up and says "I sure hope this situation isn't as bad as the last one!" They finally arrive at the laboratory. Mega Man sees that they have already broken into the laboratory. "Blast! I'm too late!" he yells out. He runs into the laboratory anyway. He follows the holes that were blasted into the walls and doors. He ends up in an electronics research room. He sees that the scientists are giving the singer the top secret electronics. Mega Man yells at the scientists "What are you doing!?" The singer is upset that Mega Man has found them yet again. She yells at him "Will you quit tormenting us with your wretched appearances!?" Mega Man yells back "Only if you quit getting people to let you and your robo roadies break the law!" The singer looks at Bright Man and tells him "Bright Man! Do something, will you!?" Bright Man goes over to Mega Man. Mega Man is about to fire at him. Bright Man uses his Flash Stopper on Mega Man. Mega Man is paralyzed by the blinding light. Bright Man chuckles and says to Mega Man "Thanks for holding still for me! Ha ha ha ha!" Guts Man carries Mega Man over to the tour bus. Mega Man can only watch as he is taken away to a secret warehouse. "Let's put 'im in storage! Ha ha ha ha!" Guts Man gloats as they enter the warehouse. The door shuts behind them. Mega Man's arms and legs are locked in cone-like metal restraints. Bright Man tells Mega Man tauntingly "Now be a good little robot and stay there while we put on a little show! Ha ha ha ha!" They leave the room. Mega Man frowns angrily as they close the large metal door behind them. Mega Man looks down at his restraints and tries to pull his arms out of them. Two screens turn on in the room that he is restrained in. Mega Man looks up at the screens and sees that the singer is going on the stage. She welcomes the audience to her concert. She tells them "I have a lot in store for you guys tonight!" She begins singing. Mega Man cries out "I've got to stop her! Now!" He pulls harded at his restraints, but he still cannot break out of them. He gets another idea. He says to himself "Let's see if this works!" He charges up his plasma cannon. He fires it into the restraint. The restraint explodes as it is blown apart by the fully charged plasma blast. He pulls his hand out, looks at his freed arm, and says "Even restraints can't hold me back!" He blasts off the remaining restraints and gets out of them. He runs over to the screens and sees that the audience is starting to fall under the singers control. He says out loud "I hope I'm not too late!" He goes over to the large metal door and fires a fully charged blast at it, blowing it clean off. He runs out of the room and yells out "I've got a concert to cancel!" He makes his way out of the building. Meanwhile, the singer is still singing her songs. The audience is now under her control. She smiles evilly as she sings. Back at the warehouse, Mega Man makes it out of the warehouse. He hears a familiar voice coming from the warehouse. "Mega! Mega! Awooo!" the familiar voice cries out. Mega Man heads back into the warehouse. He looks around for the voice. He comes across a room filled with all sorts of musical instrument storage cases. The voice cries out from one of the cases. The case is moving around and howling. "Mega! Mega! In here!" the voice cries out again. Mega Man goes over to the case and opens it. Rush plops out of the case. "Rush!" Mega Man cries out. Rush wags his tail and barks happily at Mega Man. Mega Man tells Rush "We can hug and kiss later! We need to stop Wily's client before she causes even more chaos!" Mega Man and Rush run out of the warehouse. Rush turns into his Jet Form. Mega Man gets on him and they fly off to Monster Park. At Monster Park, Mega Man and Rush land far behind the concert. They sneak their way to the concert. Luckily for them, everyone is too enamored with the singer to notice that Mega Man and his robo dog are crashing the concert. The singer sings yet another song. As she is singing, she scans the cheering croud. The singer sees that Mega Man has escaped from his restraints in the building. She yells out to him "You're not supposed to be here!" Mega Man yells back "And you're not supposed to enslave your loyal fans into being soldiers for your manager!" The singer responds "I have a great manager! How dare you expose him!" "Oh? Like how I've exposed you as Dr. Wily's latest recruitment tool?" Mega Man says to her. The singer yells out "Now you've really done it!" She commands the audience "Attack that concert crasher!" She yells out "Throw him out in pieces!" The audience attacks him. Mega Man backs away from them. They crowd around him and begin to overwhelm him. Mega Man is afraid of firing at them for fear of harming innocents. "Don't make me use this!" Mega Man yells out at them. He nervously says to them "I would really, really hate to use this!" He decides that the best course of action is to get out of the crowd. He ducks and slides between the legs of some of the members of the audience. As he is sliding out of the crowd, and individual trips over him. The individual thinks another person has done it, and fights them. This causes the audience to turn against each other. They end up forgetting entirely about Mega Man. The singer sees that the audience is fighting each other. She commands Star Man and Jewel Man to go after Mega Man. She shouts at them "Star Man! Jewel Man! Stop him!" They jump off of the stage and run after him. They both fire their respective weapons at Mega Man. Mega Man shoots at them, but they are protected by their weapons. Jewel Man says to Mega Man "My shield is flawless!" Star Man adds on "So is mine!" Mega Man gets yet another idea. He has Star Man and Jewel Man pursue him. "Come and get me, robo whimps!" Mega Man yells at them. They follow him to the front of the stage. Mega Man makes a face at them and goes "Can't your shields do more than protect your miserable metal hides!?" The two robot masters use their weapons again. The two robot masters use their weapons again. Mega Man jumps out of the way of the oncoming stars and jewels. The projectiles hit the giant speaker that Mega Man was in front of and destroys it. The huge speaker explodes, the resulting loud boom startles the robot masters. Mega Man fires two fully charged shots at them. Both Star Man and Jewel Man are knocked out. Mega Man goes over to Jewel Man and copies his weapon, and then over to Star Man and copies his Star Crash weapon. "Thanks for sharing!" Mega Man says to the downed robot masters. The singer sees that they have been defeated. She screams at the remaining evil robots to stop Mega Man. "Stop him! He's ruining my concert!" she screams. Proto Man yells out to her as they run and jump off the stage "Alright! Alright! We'll take care of him!" Mega Man sees that the three wicked robots are jumping off of the stage and firing their weapons at him. Mega Man steps back and uses his Star Crash weapon. He yells out to them "Don't you guys remember? I'm a star!" Cut Man and Proto Man fire at him, but their weapons glance off of the orbiting stars going around Mega Man. "Now you're really going to see stars!" Mega Man shouts at them. He then throws his Star Crash weapon at them. Cut Man is knocked out, but Proto Man barely survives the weapon. He fires at Mega Man. "Take this!" Proto Man yells out. Mega Man uses his Jewel Shield to reflect the shots back at Proto Man. "Take that!" Mega Man comments as Proto Man dodges his reflected shots. Proto Man fires a fully charged shot. "Here's some rocks for you!" Mega Man yells out. He hurls the jewels surrounding him at Proto Man. The jewels breaks Proto Man up into parts. Guts Man watches as Proto Man's parts fall onto the ground along with the jewels that caused his demise. He looks up at Mega Man. Mega Man gestures him to take him on. Guts Man charges at him while exclaiming "Grrr, yer gonna get it now!" Mega Man uses both the Star Crash and the Jewel Shield on him. Guts Man falls to pieces. "That takes care of that lughead!" Mega Man says to himself. Mega Man then jumps up onto the stage. The singer sees him getting onto the stage. She gasps and cries out "G-get away from me! Don't your hurt me!" Mega Man confronts the singer. "Alright! Your musical career is over!" Mega Man yells at her. The singer responds "No! It will never be over!" The singer calls up Dr. Wily on her headset. She tells Dr. Wily "Mega Man's breached the stage! He's up here threatening me!" Dr. Wily is upset by the developing news. He presses a button on the Skullker's control panel. The singer asks Mega Man "What are you going to do? Shoot me?" Mega Man says to her "Not unless you have some sort of trick up your robotic sleeve!" The singer looks around. She is upset that Dr. Wily hasn't intervened yet. Mega Man aims his cannon at her, ready for anything she will do against him. As Mega Man steps closer towards her, two large spaced drill pop out of the stage. A large goblin head bursts out of the stage. The singer is delighted. She jumps onto the goblin head and laughs evilly as she flies away. Mega Man yells out "You're not getting away that easily!" He whistles for Rush. Rush hears Mega Man and flies over to him. Mega Man has Rush turn into the Jet Adapter. Rush does so. Mega Man and Rush combine. Super Mega Man flies after the large goblin head. The singer sees that Super Mega Man is pursuing her. She gives Mega Man an evil smile and flies over the crowd. She continues singing. Through song, she commands the crowd to throw stuff at Super Mega Man. Super Mega Man quickly jets towards her. The crowd begins throwing stuff at him. "Hey! Cut that out!" Super Mega Man yells down at the attacking crowd. The singer sees that he is distracted by her loyal fans, and uses his distraction as an opportunity to finish him off. She has the large goblin head fire out smaller goblins out of its nose. Super Mega Man hears the small goblins heading towards him. He dodges them and then destroys them with his plasma cannon. More of the small goblins emerge from the larger goblin's nose. Super Mega Man is pursued by the small goblins. He flies low over the crowd to trick them into throwing things at the small goblins instead of him. The small goblins get knocked down by the overzealous crowd. Super Mega Man says to the crowd "Thanks everyone for your help!" Some of the people pull on one of his wings and pull him down into the angry crowd. The singer smiles sinisterly, thinking that he has finally been vanquished. She congratulates the crowd, not knowing that Super Mega Man is sneaking through the crowd to utilize the element of surprise. Super Mega Man jets up behind her and fires at her, knocking her off of the large goblin. The large goblin turns around to face Super Mega Man. Super Mega Man yells out "Here's something to clear your nose!" and fires a fully charged shot into its nose. The large goblin shorts out and explodes. The singer lies on the ground, she gets up and tries to sing. But she short circuits and falls back on the ground. Everybody breaks free from her control. Super Mega Man lands onto the ground. The crowd comes to and breaks up. Dr. Wily sees that she has been defeated. "Oh well..." he says to himself "I can always find another desparate soul..." The Skullker quitely picks up the vanquished robot masters' parts and hovers away. Mega Man and Rush return to their normal states. Mega Man contacts the police bots with his arm cannon. Mega Man tells the weakened singer "Your tour has come to an end!" The police bots quickly arrive in their squad cars and apprehend the singer while Mega Man and Rush look on. They go get Roll and all three of them return home. Mega Man and his allies are glad that the singer has been jailed. Mega Man allows Rush to choose the kind of music to listen to this time. Rush jumps on the computer and presses some buttons on the computer's control panel. Heavy metal music bursts out of the computers speakers. Mega Man, Roll, and Dr. Light cover their ears out of discomfort from the rather loud music. Mega Man comments "Rush sure has a unique taste in music!" Roll comments back "If you ask me, he ought to change his music choices!" The episode ends with Rush dancing on the control panel while playing an air guitar and humming along to the music.

[multisugars]

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 — when their s/o gets a tattoo

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 — Hiii can i request a outsiders reaction where they react to their gf getting a tattoo that she’s been trying to hide or something!? TY ❤️

i freakin love this idea!! thanks for requesting xx

𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮

during your freshman year of high school you and a few friends had given yourself stick and poke tattoos please don’t ever try this it’s actual torture it was a small butterfly on your wrist, you actually really liked it but since you and darry had been dating you’ve never showed it to him. you don’t believe he’d be too bothered by a little tattoo but it’s more embarrassing than anything. the wings are uneven, it’s slightly faded and definitely looks like it was done by a child.

one night when the two of you are working on supper darry asks for your help.

“hey babe can you grab the salt?” he asks politely.

“here you go,” as you hand him the shaker your sleeve had risen up above your wrist.

he spots the butterfly and you try to change the subject before he can ask you about it.

“so uh are the boys going to be home in time for supper? maybe we should make extra..”

“y/n,” darry cuts in. “it’s okay.”

“it’s just a stupid little th- wait what?” you ask.

“it’s just a tattoo i don’t care about it,” he shrugs. “i think it’s cute.”

he pulls your arm towards him, turning your hand so he can see the tattoo in its fullest, he trails his long fingers along the worn out lines of color.

“it’s part of you, that’s why i love it.”

𝙨𝙤𝙙𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙥

it wasn’t your proudest moment. last night, when you went out with friends you all made the spontaneous decision to get matching tattoos tramp stamps to be more specific. it seemed like a fun idea at the time, but waking up in the morning to a burning pain and some kind of wrap around your lower abdomen made you want to punch yourself. through out the day you tried your best to hide this from sodapop. you were doing okay until he hugged you from behind, the friction of of the wrap made a weird squealing sound as your shirt was pushed against it. this draws sodapop’s attention, before you can stop him he already has your shirt lifted up.

“Y/N WHAT EVEN IS THAT?!” soda gasps when he spots the rather large tattoo on your lower back.

“NOTHING JUST PUT MY SHIRT DOWN!” you barely manage to escape his grasp.

you stand with your body against the wall, eyes wide while you try to think of a believable excuse.

“is that real?” soda asks walking towards you. “lemme see it..” he reaches for your arm but you run.

“no way! it’s too embarrassing!”

“y/n!!! get back here!” he calls after you.

“you’ll never catch me- AAAH!” you scream as soda picks you up throwing you over his shoulder.

𝙥𝙤𝙣𝙮𝙗𝙤𝙮

“my god y/n are you serious?!” ponyboy leans down to get a closer look at the tattoo on your ankle.

“it was a spur of the moment kind of thing!”

it really was to, your sister had been back from college for a visit. every summer you two have always gone to the pier where they have a whole bunch of fun festivities, this year you saw that they had set up a tattoo tent, that also offered henna. the two of you picked a design that looped all the way around your ankle, you first believed that it was a henna design but after you heard the tattoo gun start and make contact with you skin you couldn’t change your mind. luckily for your sister, she told the artist not to make hers permanent.

“it’s actually not that bad,” pony says which undoubtedly makes you feel a whole lot better.

“you really think so?”

“i do,” he smiles warmly as he leans down once again, this time to roll your pant leg up so it’s now visible. “show it off.”

𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙨

“ouch dal stop it!” you wine pushing him away.

you had just gotten a tattoo of stars behind your ear it was still extremely sore, especially when dallas was trying to kiss you there. he hasn’t yet realized it, which has been your goal. when it heals all the way that’s when you planned on showing him, but you can see he’s getting a tad bit suspicious because he knows how much you love when he leaves tiny kisses behind your ear wink wink. he looks at you with confusion spread across him face.

“are you rejecting me right now?” he smirks.

“no i’m just not in the mood,” you turn on your heel walking at a fast pace in front of him.

you can hear him laughing from behind you, he didn’t seem to be falling for your petty attempt of an excuse and from the years of dating you’ve never been able to successfully lie to dallas without him knowing. this has ruined so many birthdays you’ve planned.

“not in the mood huh?” dallas whispers when he finally catches up to you. he brushes your hair out of the way exposing your bare neck.

“woah what is this?!” he exclaims as you feel his cold hands run along your skin.

“it’s a tattoo..”

“when did you get it?” dallas asks clearly shocked.

“yesterday night! i wanted to surprise you..”

“consider me surprised.”

𝙟𝙤𝙝𝙣𝙣𝙮

“it’s beautiful y/n,” johnny admires your new ink from a safe distance. he doesn’t want to touch it out of fear that it’ll hurt you since it’s still fresh and healing.

“thank you,” you blush. “i think she would love it.”

you try to hold back tears as you think about your grandma who had passed away just a few weeks ago. this wasn’t something you felt like you had to hide from johnny, since you told him everything. he was always so supportive of your decisions and has been there for you ever since her passing. you decided to get a pair of angel wings in her honor, it was on your ribcage which you later found was one of the most painful spots to get a tattoo.

“do you need some ice or somethin?” he asks concerned at the redness of your skin.

“no no it’s fine, it’s suppose to be a little swollen.”

“well alright,” johnny pulls down your shirt laying back down beside you.

“maybe someday we can get matching ones!”

“i’ll get back to you on that one,” he laughs.

𝙩𝙬𝙤-𝙗𝙞𝙩

two-bit honestly couldn’t care less about you having a tattoo. it was something he found endearing since he was the only person that knew about it. when he felt like being a tease he’d run his hand along your thigh where your tattoo was. he would though make jokes about it when you were around the gang or family since you were the only one that would get it. most times he’d beg you to get his name done somewhere on your body, but you tell him no.

“cmon i’ll get your name to,” he offered excitingly.

“absolutely not! what if you fall in love with someone else huh?” you question. “then you’d have to explain why you have another girls name on you.”

two-bit shakes his head. “that would never happen.”

“oh yeah? and why not?” you ask playfully.

he reaches into his pocket, pulling out a small box. you look at him shocked. this can’t be what you think it is? can it?

“two-bit are you-”

“i’ve been wanting to ask you this for awhile now.....”

𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙫𝙚

he wasn’t one for keeping secrets, and neither were you. as soon as you showed him the start of your sleeve on your arm he squealed with excitement, since obviously he is also a fan of tattoos. he was taken aback at how long you kept it hidden from him since you always slept in the same bed together and usually wore a tank top. when the two of you met up with the gang later in the day it wasn’t long before he let the news out.

“y/n got a tattoo!” steve blurts out.

“what no way..” dallas turns to you shocked.

“wanna bet on it?”

you take off your sweater exposing your upper arm and the room fills with loud gasps.

“wow steve she’s tougher than you,” darry adds. “her first tat is way bigger than yours was.”

“shut your trap!” steve says shoving darry’s arm.

“didn’t know your girlfriend was such a badass,” dallas said as he lit a cigarette.

“now you do,” you retort.

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

The Fall of Haiji Towa.

HHHRRRRAAAAAGGH!!!

UGH!

*Kibin takes a heavy swing and knocks one of the guys into two others. As soon as she does, everyone else starts to charge.

Tch...Like a moth to a flame...It’ll take more than a few insects to stop me!

Piss off! You don’t even stand a chance girl!

I’ve been told that I’m not allowed to kill you assholes...But to be honest, you aren’t worth the effort in the first place...!

Now just lay down like the good dogs you are!

*Kibin rushes towards the thug nearest to her, and pounds him to the ground. As he tries to get back up, she kicks him in the face...

Ah...AAAAHHH!!!

*The kick is strong enough to send him hurtling towards the roofs edge. But before he can make it, Kibin throws a dagger and pins his shirt to the ground, catching him before he falls.

Be careful. If you fall from this height, you really will die...!

Bitch! AACK!

*A second goon runs at Kibin, attempting a wild haymaker. Kibin blocks the blow, grabs him by the face and slams his head on the ground, proceeding to then pound it unmercifully until the guy is out cold.

I guess it’s just you left, huh?

Uh...! AH...!

*The guy is shaking in fear as Kibin slowly draws closer to him.

Welp, time to say goodnight!

*She breaks out into a run and leaps into the air, sandwiching the guys head between her legs. She then lurches forward onto her hands, lifting the guy up in the air and then spins around. She lets go and throws him a considerable distance.

Hey! Kurafto!

Got it!

*While the man is airborn, Kuripa runs and pummels his face, knocking him down.

Damn...How I wish that were me, squeezed between your legs...

Well, you COULD be...If you want to be knocked out.

Nah, I think I’ll pass...

Anyway, you get those guys over there, I’ll take these ones here.

You’re the boss...!

*Kibin does as she’s told and heads towards another group of enemies.

DORAAAH!

Whup!

*One of the thugs he prepares to fight tries to jump kick Kuripa, but he ducks out of the way and the thug falls down. He stomps on his face to stop him getting back up.

Hey!

Hey, can you taste test this for me!?

*The next enemy runs at Kuripa, to which he swings his sword and slices his stomach. As he clutches it and falls to his knees, Kuripa flips the sword around and rams the hilt into his mouth. He then stomps on it, dislocating the mans jaw!

Bastard! Take this!

*The last thug near Kuripa runs at him brandishing a knife.

Sorry, but I’m the only one who’s allowed to study the blade here...!

Wha-!? ACK! AAAAAAHHH!!

*Kuripa dodges the knife, and punches the man in the face, disarming him in the process. After being stunned briefly, the man takes a wild swing, but Kuripa grabs his dagger and stabs it through his hand.

Well...That’s the end of that...at least for me...

Kehehahahahahaaa!

Stay away from me you crazy bitch!

*Genocide Jill runs at one man and climbs on top of him, circling around and kicking several guys around them in the process. She then leaps off him into the air and throws her genoscissors, pins him to the ground, and lands knee first on his face!

I was told that I wasn’t allowed to kill you guys...

But I can definitely make you see the light just a little bit!! KEHEHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!

Get away from us! HELP! SOMEONE!

*Jill cartwheels towards one man and practically slashes his chest open, backflipping towards another and doing the same. She then spins around and throws her scissors towards another man, which they pierce right through his shoulder.

GUhhh...!

Sorry man, but I still need these...

*She violently plucks them out of him as he falls to his knees.

Yasu! Come on!

Huh!? What the fuck!? How is this bitch so strong!

Nice job Kanonball! Hold ‘em there!

*Kanon gets behind one of the thugs and holds him. Hiro gets a run up and smashes him around the face with his baton.

Here! Lemme get this one for you!

*No sooner do they knock out the one guy, Hiro charges towards another and tightly wraps his arms around his waist.

The hell man! Get off!

Kanonball!

Got it!

*Kanon takes a run up and, using Hiro’s back as a stool, roundhouse kicks the apprehended man in the face.

Hey! Assholes!

Aw come on! Why do we always get stuck with the big guys!?

Don’t worry, I got a plan!

Huh?

*Kanon runs and weasles her way around the heavy swings of the large thugs, and then once she’s behind him, sticks something to his back.

Now then...

BREAK!

*Komaru surprisingly whips out her hacking gun and aims it at the man. She pulls the trigger and he is actually hurt by the blast!

AAAAH! WHAT THE FUCK!?

Wait, what!? I thought the hacking gun didn’t work on organic beings?

I stuck a device on his back that runs a small electric current through his body, without him feeling it! The same electric current that runs through the Monokuma’s...!

The hacking gun will work now if I stick it to him.

But...won’t it only work on the one guy then?

True, but that’s all I need!

LINK!

*Kanon fires a link bullet at the large man.

H-Hey! What the hell is going on!? I...I’m not in control of myself!

Oh! I get it now!

Dude! What are you doing!

I don’t know! Move out of the way!

*Using the link command, Kanon gains control of the large man and makes him attack all the others. He takes them down with relative ease.

Careful. I’m almost out of juice...

Ok, I got this.

Hah...I’m...sorry...GAH!

*As soon as the meter runs out, Hiro runs up and bats him round the face.

Jill! Hey! Stick this to him! Ok!?

Got it!

*Komaru hands Genocide Jill the same device Kanon used.

Get back, you psycho!

I only see one psycho here motherfucker, and for once, it ain’t me!

*Jill serpentines as Haiji pulls out a machine gun and aims at her. She dodges the line of fire and gets around him, sticking the device to his back.

Good job! Now get out the way!

Got it!

*Jill leaps out of the way, and Haiji turns to face Komaru.

Die you bitch!

*Haiji runs to his left while Komaru also runs to her left, both of them taking aim at each other. As they start running, Haiji opens fire attempting to riddle Komaru with bullets.

Knockback!

*Komaru aims with her hacking gun and shoots Haiji’s arm that holds his gun, knocking the Towa Group captain of balance.

Ugh!

Oh crap!

*In response, Haiji reaches into his pocket, and to Komaru’s horror, pulls out a grenade. 

Ragh!

*He lobs it, but thankfully, Komaru leaps out of the way. 

Nrgh!

*After rolling on the ground, Komaru gets on her knees and fires the gun at Haiji’s leg. 

Ack!

*He falls over mid run.

Rnghg...ah...

*Haiji slowly clambers to his feet and grabs his machine gun, yet again aiming at Komaru.

UGH!

*Before he can fire, Komaru shoots him in the shoulder.

Ah...ahah...aaah...ugh...

...

*Komaru draws closer to him, and Haiji backs away until he reaches the buildings edge.

I don’t want to kill you. So just give up already...

...

...

...

...

...

...

*Haiji finds himself surrounded by the rest of the gang. All his men have been taken out...

*Sigh...*

Haiji...It’s over...

...

Then...it’s over for all of us...!

*Haiji suddenly reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out a detonator!

Say goodbye to your adorable kids!

*With gusto, he presses the button.

...

...

Huh?

*He turns around to look towards the hospital. It is still intact.

WH-What the hell!? WHAT THE HEEEEELL!?

I bet you’re confused...so I’ll explain to you...

Before we even headed out here, I asked our allies a favor.

We had an entire small army at our disposal, so did you think it weird that only of us raided this building?

That’s because some of of the guys were busy disarming the bombs...! And the rest were evacuating the hospital just in case that failed!

Face it Haiji! Your plan is doomed to fail! You’ve lost, so give up...

...

No...No, not yet...!

*Haiji reaches into his pocket and pulls out a pistol, aiming straight at Komaru.

Not all hope is lost! I can still kill you!

So you DO still rely on hope, after all this...?

Hehe...I don’t care if this is the end! If I can kill you I can be taken in quietly!

I’m not a coward anymore! I won’t run! Even if this fails I-!

UGH! A-Ah...aa..

!!!??

!!!??

!!!??

!!!??

!!!??

...

*The rest of the gang stare in horror...

*As they see Kuripa run his sword...straight through Haiji’s chest...

If you won’t run away...well...

In the very least...you can tell those people in hell that you died fighting...

A-Ah...a-a-a-aaaaah...

Now...

Fall...!

*Kuripa steps back, and gives Haiji a strong kick to the chest...!

...

*And he falls...a long fall...slowly, but surely, approaching the ground at a constant speed...

“And then...

...

...

...

*He is left as nothing but a lifeless, puddle of blood...

//Haiji Towa...has died.//

[izzy-b-hands]

Writing Asks: 1, 13, 22, 44 💛

aaah thank you!!! Answers under the cut cuz u know I write a book when I answer stuff lol

1. What made you start writing?

That’s a funny one actually. I never had like, a real catalyst that made me, but there was like, a moment that made me want to keep doing it and try and make something out of it. That was about second grade, when we got those like, one sheet things shaped like other things to free write on? Lemme see if I can find a pic to put on here of one: 

Like this guy! and there’d be one for every season and the teacher gave you like an hour to free write? 

And without fail every time we got one I always had to ask for more than one page, and the teacher sometimes let me write into the next lesson, and after we got about midway through the year, she called me and my mum in after school to talk about these assignments. Me, with my undiagnosed anxiety at all of seven was in a blind panic and figured I’d somehow done them all wrong, even though I’d never gotten a bad grade on them. 

So we roll in, and I’m shocked to learn she loves my stories, thinks they are “very advanced” for someone my age (I remember that compliment exactly because I legit gave her a hug when she said it, and my teacher was thankfully sweet and chill and just hugged me back lol), and wants to try and nurture that ability in class more but also wanted to tell my mum, so she could do the same outside of class. 

That was the moment my little brain went ‘oh hey, I do really like writing and want to keep doing it. What the fuck’ except I was seven so it was probably heck instead of fuck. And I went on from there to promptly constantly get in trouble for writing in class, in the margins of my notes and in notebooks tucked underneath my class notebooks, and now here I am!

13. What’s your favorite trope? 

Oh man. I had to actually pull up TV Tropes for this, because I guess I never really actively think about it? I maybe should, but hadn’t really until right this minute!

and ngl I immediately thought of Sledgefu, so I’m gonna list a trope associated with that, which is Aroused By Their Voice (as listed by TV Tropes). I still have like, a whole thing I need to write about how Eugene both finds immense comfort in Snafu’s voice, but also when they first met, the accent just...did him in. He was lost. Let Snafu read every book ever to him, and he’d never move from his spot. To other people, upon first meeting a very happy and excited Snafu, might find the accent hard to understand right at first, but Eugene never had the issue. And the stronger Snaf’s accent, the stronger the absolutely doofy, lovey dovey smile on Eugene’s face. 

Outside of that particular ship, it’s also a trope that I myself fall for irl, so when it happens in media I’m just like ‘oh hey same hat’ and everyone likes something relatable. 

22.  How do you deal with writer’s block?

Depends on the day and my mood honestly. Like I’m still working through a major rough patch mentally rn, so even when I did write and wanted to write more I found myself not able to find the energy to do much. So I just...took a break. I haven’t written anything except one poem all week, and now that it’s the weekend I want to try writing again, but if it isn’t happening? Then I’ll step away and play a video game for a few hours and try again later. In moments like this, where my brain is focused on my depression so damn hard, this method usually eventually shakes the writing out of my brain and makes me get it down on paper. 

Other times, when my brain is in better shape, I usually just...make myself write? And tell myself that even if it sucks, even if I hate it at the moment, I’ll be setting it aside as soon as I have it done and can come back and edit it and finish it when I’m in a better state of mind. Sometimes it works, and I go back and finish it, but I also have like, ten drafts from this method that I can’t decide if I like enough to actually fix up. And maybe I never will, but at least I got the words out, I figure. 

44. Would you rather have your WIP adapted into a movie or TV show?

Oooh depends on the WIP.

 If Aten, I think it might be better as like, a short series? Netflix would probably snag it if I shopped it the right way to them. I wouldn’t want to rush it, but also I’m working on what’s going to be the last part and then I’m writing an epilogue, so I don’t know that it would ever fit to be movie length for a script. 

If like, any of my Sledgefu stuff, definitely TV series. That’s just working with the original parameters of the Pacific too, knowing that those characters fit best in the realm of a series. Plus, I could make a good number of seasons between everything I have written so far, the ideas I still have, and the AUs I have. Though I would not let it become a Supernatural, if the decline has happened then I’m not gonna like...keep dragging it on and make Joe and Rami keep filming this at ninety (except for maybe one forward flash to Snaf and Sledge as old and happy together, but there’s prosthetics make up for that, no need to keep it running until the actors are actually that old. That would be just cruel!)

My new Kingsman stuff? Definitely movie. Again, this goes with using the prior form of the art, but I just feel like it would work better and be more fun as a flashy movie. To include all the detail I want to add in, it would need to be longer movies, and more than one, but like...I don’t see the downside there lol. 

As for my other stuff...man. I could go on for ages talking and thinking about it honestly. And I have WIPs I haven’t even talked about on here that like...if I had the time, I would also write a script version of them, for film or TV. Netflix or someone get at me for script-writing is what I’m saying I guess. I’m eager and can be sustained with a 39 cent cup noodle pile in the writers’ room, so you’d be getting away fairly cheap. Hit me up!

[storyknitter]

"kisses that start at the fingers, then the knuckles, then trail all the way up the wrist and arm" with either of your avocado girls :)

The crash of the waves along the Rishi shore made for a soothing background as Corran strolled home along the beach, the afternoon sun casting shadows along the sand. Today had been a great day, and it wasn’t even over yet: he’d spent the entire morning relaxing in the sun and sand with the love of his life, his favorite Huttball team had won, there were more credits in his pockets than he’d taken to the cantina – thanks to a few good hands of sabacc – and Ellie had promised him something special for dinner. He took a sip of his Corellian Ale, idly wondering what she was having Seetoo prepare. (After the last over-salted, scorched fiasco in the kitchen, she’d sworn off of cooking forever – for probably the fiftieth time since they’d started dating.)

All in all, it was shaping up to be a fairly good birthday, if he did say so himself.

Arriving at the entrance to their apartment, Corey sniffed and grinned at the delicious aroma filling his nose. A sharp yelp of pain followed by a crash sent his heart racing.

“Ellie?”

An impressive string of curses answered him and he darted into the living room, only to find it empty. “El?” he asked, worry bleeding into his voice “Where are you?”

“In the Force-damned kitchen,” she snarled, letting out another series of expletives. Following her voice, Corey found his wife standing next to the stove, her right hand clutched to her chest, blinking away tears.

“Hey, are you okay?” he asked, rushing to her side. Ellie nodded with a sniffle and, content that she wasn’t too badly injured, he glanced around the kitchen.

The oven door was hanging open, a large pan containing two near-perfectly seared pieces of food rested haphazardly on the open door, dangerously close to the edge, and there was some liquid on the floor surrounding Ellie. Two pots, sides dirty from spills, sat on the burners. A lone potholder was millimeters from falling from the countertop to the floor.

“What the hells happened in here?”

“I happened,” she said morosely. “Why do I suck at cooking? It shouldn’t be this difficult!” She frowned, still cradling her curled-up hand, and he ran his fingertips along her arm.

“That’s not what I meant, El. How bad does it hurt? Can it wait until I get that pan on the stove top?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” she grumbled, and made her way to the dining table, avoiding whatever had spilled on the floor.

“Where’s Seetoo? I figured you’d have him do the cooking,” he said, snagging the potholder before picking up the scalding hot handle of the pan, resting it on the back burner.

“It’s your birthday. I wanted to do this for you by myself.” Flopping into a chair, she sighed as he turned the burners off under the pots and put a lid on the still-hot pan. “I’ll go reactivate Seetoo.”

“No, wait. I mean, it looks done. Let’s try it before we toss it.” She looked up at him and he shrugged, turning to the cabinet where they kept the med kit. “Worst-case scenario, we head out for dinner. Or… we order in,” he said with a wink, clutching his chest in feigned hurt when she rolled her eyes.

“All right, now lemme see your hand, babe.” Hooking his ankle around the empty chair, he dragged it next to Ellie and set the kit on the table. She hissed as she uncurled her fingers, a massive blister crossing her entire palm, as well as parts of her fingers and thumb.

“Oh, El,” he murmured, gently slathering kolto and an analgesic on her palm. Reaching back into the kit, he pulled out a roll of gauze before wrapping up her hand, starting at her wrist and ending with her fingers, their painted nails peeking out from the white fabric.

Grasping Eli'anara’s wrist tenderly, Corey turned her hand palm-up and lightly kissed each of the exposed fingertips. His lips drifted to the pad of her thumb, then her wrist, pressing against the pulse beating beneath her soft skin. He took her upper arm in his other hand, trailing kisses up her forearm. He nuzzled the crook of her elbow and ignored her annoyed huff, determined to make her feel better about dinner.

He dropped kiss after kiss along her bicep and over the top of her shoulder, sliding the skinny strap of her tank out of the way to trace the length of her collarbone with his lips. Pausing millimeters from her neck, his hot breath sent goosebumps prickling along her skin and he grinned wolfishly.

In one swift motion, Corey wrapped his arms around her, his fingertips finding the sensitive spots on the side of her ribs. He poked at them as he exaggeratedly bit into the side of her neck, eliciting a shriek of laughter as she tried to squirm out of his grasp.

“Aaah, haha, Corey stop it,” she gasped. “That tickles! Ahaha!”

He paused briefly. “Are you still upset about dinner?” Ellie sighed in response and he poked at her ribs again, content to lose his hearing over her squeaks and giggles. After a few minutes of her attempts at wriggling out of his arms, they both ended up on the floor in a tangle of limbs.

“Hmm,” he said with a smirk. “I like how this has worked out.” She rested her bandaged hand on his cheek and kissed him soundly, pulling away with another giggle as his stomach rumbled. He glared, offended, at his torso.

“Shall we see if I completely karked up dinner this time, or if I just karked it up a little bit?” Ellie asked, her smile sparkling in her big blue eyes.

“That’s my girl,” he said. “Let’s go try it out – what’s the worst that could happen?”

“Corran, you really should know better by now than to ask that.”

He stood and offered his hand, pulling her up and into another hug. Ellie tensed, expecting to be tickled, but instead, Corey kissed her, hard.

“I love you, ya know,” he said, a bit more breathless than he’d expected. She grinned and nodded. “I think the only thing that could make this day better would be getting to unwrap you after dinner.”

“Well, then. What are we waiting for?” she asked with a raised eyebrow.

[greasygyeom]

Title: The Movie Marathon

By: GreasyGyeom

Summary: It’s no secret that Jackson Wang hates scary movies.

Jackson x Reader (F) Fluff.

“No no no no. No way. No way. I am NOT sitting through this.” Jackson violently shakes his head, seeing the DVDs in your hands.

You pout instantly, giving him your best puppy eyes.

“Oh really?” He rolls his eyes “I invented puppy eyes, okay? This is not going to work on me. Why do you want to see this, of all things?”

His current distress is honestly more comical than worrisome.

“It’s my birthday wish, you’re going to break your own rule and deny me my birthday wish?”

“Aaaah.” He wails in exaggeration, stuffing his face into a pillow to muffle his melodrama.

In that moment a tiny part of him hates you for ambushing him like this.

Three years ago he’d smoothly tricked you into meeting his parents, under the pretence of it being his one and only birthday wish that you could not deny.

Since then it had become a ritual of sorts and the scary movie marathon strangely felt like a well calculated payback.

“It’s going to be fun, I promise!” you giggle, knowing just how much he dislikes things that involve dark rooms and ghosts.

But you’re absolutely determined.

Jackson throws you a dirty look, the one where where he narrows his eyes and stretches his mouth like he’s caught your white lie.

“Fun? Fun? This is about as much fun as sitting on that roller coaster with Jinyoung. The whole world saw how much fun I had.”

You refrain from laughing at the memory of what Jackson refers to as the ‘worst 5 minutes of his life’.

“It’s okay, if you scream like that, I will gag you.”

“That is so comforting, bao.”

You spring up from your side of the bed and tackle him into a bone-crushing hug.

“Bubzie, if it’s too much, you can koala cling onto me, okay?

He hides his face in your chest, reluctant to say yes, knowing he had no other option but to. You boop his nose when he makes his squirtle face — the face that had made you fall in love with him so many years ago.

"It’ll be worse if we watch all the movies after sun down…. you know that’s when the ghosts really come out to play.”

“Aaah stop”, he screams wrapping his arms around you, in fear. “It’s not funny!”

“Okay, okay fine”, you pacify a visibly terrified and trembling 24 year old man. “Let’s not do this. Let’s do something else instead.”

You melt, while stroking his head lovingly.

As much as you want to torment Jackson for your amusement (scaring him is quite literally your favourite hobby), you don’t really want to make him suffer.

“No… it’s your one non-refundable birthday wish of 2018.”

“It’s really okaaaay. We don’t have to. We can watch disney movies. I’m okay with those too.”

He looks at you with the most innocent expression on his face and it makes you wonder how you had gotten so lucky to even end up with this adorable human bean.

He flinches at the sight of the first DVD cover but gives you a kiss on your cheek.

“Really I keep telling you I’d die for you and I can’t even get myself to watch a scary movie.”

“Hey, don’t talk about dying.”

“Sorry, bao” he sheepishly replies, this time kissing your other cheek, before shifting you back onto the bed.

He then proceeds to pick up one of the disks and walks towards the TV set.

“What are you doing, Jackson?”

“Starting the movie marathon, what else?”

A grin spreads on your face as you straighten up and make space for him to join you. The minute he sits down, he locks his arm in with yours.

“Oh my god, the movie hasn’t even started.”

But he makes the softest whimpering sound that makes you snuggle in closer.

When the eerie background music begins to play, you feel his body tense up next to yours.

His eyes are glued to the screen. Your eyes are glued to him, because with each cliched frame that pans through, he gets increasingly fidgety.

A dilapidated house comes into view. Jackson’s heart races, as loud as the hooves of a show horse displacing the mud in it’s path. His grasp on your fingers tightens.

The suspense builds up, as seconds turn into minutes; and 6 different angles later the music pierces through the pin drop silence. He yelps, hiding his face in your collarbone.

“It’s nothing, it’s nothing. It’s just people.”

“Fucking hell why are they so dumb? Why are they even going inside the house it’s obviously haunted”, he rants in a pitch higher than his normal voice.

Distress lines form on his forehead as he anticipates the next jump-scare.

And it scares him alright.

He almost hops into your lap.

“YA! WHY DO THEY ALWAYS HAVE CHILDREN AS GHOSTS"

You cackle in your throat, choking on your own breath. You couldn’t have let him know that his little breakdown was proving to be far more entertaining.

“Aah…. really I can’t do this.“

"We can stop Ja–”

He cuts you short, ”No we can’t.“

You look back at the screen, sighing. Three murders and 15 petrifying zoom-ins later, Jackson finds a comfortable spot between you and the headboard, huddle in a mini tent of his own under all the blankets

With his arms locked around your waist, his legs underneath yours and his face buried deep in your spine, you narrate the scenes as they happen.

"Okay, now the smallest kid is on the swing and there’s like blood flowing down his neck– Oh holy shit! Half his skull is missing!”

He wiggles, in protest.

"Oh shit, oh shit! Now the boy is stalking one of the couples who were fighting earlier.”

“Oh no, not the Dunphys. I liked the Dunphys!” He whines, chewing your sweatshirt in his mouth.

Quite weirdly, his teeth-y, anxious bites trigger your hunger.

“I just realised what’s missing. We never got the popcorn from the kitchen….

Lemme go get it.” You pat on his hand twice, asking him to loosen his hold.

“No. What if there’s a ghost here?”

“Okaay…… then you go get it?”

“No! What if there’s a ghost in the hallway!!”

“Oh come on Jackson!”

“I’m not going to be left alone.”

“Okay fine! Let’s both go get a singular bowl of popcorn from the kitchen.” You say, as you hit pause on the remote control.

He follows you around like a small, clingy puppy, bumping into you ever so often. The shadows in the dark trick him constantly, scaring him even more than he already is.

You hear him chanting 'please god, please god’, under his breath, as if trying to repel all unholy spirits. It’s not sundown yet, so you manage to find the bowl without having to switch the lights on.

“You want anything else, baby?” You ask but the sound you make causes him to jump.

“N-no” he replies “Just hurry up.”

“I’m done, I’m done!”

You move back into the hallway, holding the popcorn in your arms. He once again clings to your left sleeve till you’re back inside the room. You un-pause the movie right as the  "haunted spirt" enters the screen and Jackson falls back onto the bed, screaming.

“WHAT THE FUCK. OH MY GOD AT LEAST GIVE ME A WARNING!”

You fall on top of him because he’d never quite left your sleeve, barely managing to keep the popcorn from spilling over. Your first priority is to secure the bowl.

Even though initially you’d screamed because of him, you can’t help but snicker at his low tolerance for suspense.

Watching you laugh out like that puts a wide grin on his face, because that’s how he always wants to make you feel — so joyful that misery is never able to find it’s way to you.

He’s terrified but he laughs with you while wrapping his legs around your waist and pressing your back on his chest with his arms crossed over yours.

You’re showered with endless kisses on your neck as you continue to giggle under his soft touch.

“You can’t wriggle out of watching the movie no matter how much you kiss me though” you declare and he starts giving you even more kisses, making you giggle even louder.

The movie continues in the background, a few more people almost die and you don’t pay attention until there’s a loud scream.

You both sit up and look to the screen, startled.

“Is this the first time someone is…… screaming in this movie?” Jackson enquires.

“Yeah, the kid only kills when they’re sleeping and no one has actually seen him.”

“I’m going to be terrified of little kids now?”

“It’s not real, baby.”

“You don’t know that. What if some kid is stalking us right now, plotting to kill us in our sleep,”

“That will never happen.”

“Oh? Why?”

“I would know if there’s a ghost here.”

“How?” He suspiciously asks.

At that moment you bend towards him and whisper, “because, I see dead people.”

He hits you playfully on your thigh, pulling the bed cover over his head; hiding himself under the soft thick piece of cloth. “Bao, I’m not talking to you anymore.”

You hug him over his plain purple cloak of invisibility. "Aww baby, I know. But you still love me the most.”

"No, go away. I’m not playing.”

You tug at the covers, “Jacksonaaah” and make space for yourself next to him. “There’s three more movies to go before my birthday actually gets over. How will it work if you hide.”

“YOU WANT TO MAKE ME WATCH THREE MORE MOVIES?” He screams poking his head out from under his little tent.

“I want you to get over your fear.”

“I’m not scared.” He pouts

You can’t stop yourself this time, so you kiss him. You love how his lips feel so soft and plum between your teeth.

“You know….. if you do make it through these movies, without your soul leaving your body…… maybe we could….. try that thing you always wanted”, you tease between pecks.

He looks at you wide-eyed. “You’re serious?”

“Absolutely”

His hands find their way to the back of your thighs and rest on your ass.

“Then let’s do this.”

“Wow, I should have bribed you with sex sooner.”

He gives you a filthy, cheeky smirk but it vanishes almost instantly when you get his attention back to the screen.

“Can’t we do the sex bit first? It might motivate me more.”

“No”, you reply but pull his arms around you, under your shirt, as he resumes his seat behind you. “This is incentive enough.”

He scrunches his nose. “Ugh, fine” and rests his chin on your shoulder. He knows he’s going to hate every second of the next 6-7 hours just like he hated every second of the hour and a half that went by.

But he’s going to sit through it anyway, because after all… it’s your day and he loves you more than the moon loves the earth and he’d do just about anything to prove it.

[wiener-blut]

i was tagged by my bb @babypaulchen ages ago and now the time has come to finally do this shit!! i told u i was gonna do it Brig!!

rules: answer these 85 questions and tag 20 people (i wont tag anyone bc im doubting i even know 20 ppl on here lmao)

— what was your last…

1. drink: peach flavoured ice tea 2. phone call: my mom bc i asked her if shes interested in some hyacinth bulbs for her garden since the ones that stood in my room decayed 3. text message: to my cousin, setting a time where we can call and chat 4. song you listened to: actual surprise - its not Rammstein *ooohs and aaahs fly through the crowd* it was “The Schuyler Sisters” from Hamilton 5. time you cried: yesterday bc i had the worst fucking headache ever and i was being a whiny bitch

— have you ever…

6. dated someone twice: nope 7. kissed someone and regretted it: uhh no? 8. been cheated on: no 9. lost someone special: yes 10. been depressed: yes 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: yes, multiple times and ive come to the conclusion that throwing up makes me feel better afterwards like im back to being able to actually perveice my environment again lmao

— fave colours

12. black 13. pastel pink 14. actually i kinda love all colours idk

— in the last year have you…

15. made new friends: yes! 16. fallen out of love: no 17. laughed until you cried: yes, multiple times, good 18. found out someone was talking about you: like uh shittalking? idk so i guess not 19. met someone who changed you: uhhh kinda? 20. found out who your friends are: um well i found out that my friends are good friends and that i love them and that i dont want to miss any of them 21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list: what? u can “kiss” someone on facebook? lmao i didnt take a look on facebook for literally years .......man i had a massive brainlag here. i thought u can now “kiss” ppl on facebook like u can “poke” ppl on facebook and it didnt come to my mind this could mean “irl” lmao bury me IF it means irl tho, then yes

— general

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl: pff idk man who the fuck still uses that shithole of a site anyways

23. do you have any pets: no but i had a super cute and fluffy bunny and i still miss him and think about him everyday also i plan on having half a farm and half a zoo in the future

24. do you want to change your name: not anymore; i used to hate my name bc its so outdated and the only answer i ever got on introducing myself was “hey my grandma has the same name isnt that funny” but then more and more people told me my name was pretty and unique and well now that im older (sounds like im 40 lmao) im even kinda fond of it

25. what did you do for your last birthday: umm uhh i guess i was studying for my exams lol but i remember my gf cooking an amazing dinner for me 💖

26. what time did you wake up today: uhhhhhh smth around 9am i think

27. what were you doing at midnight last night: actually sleeping for once bc that headache knocked me out completely

28. what is something you can’t wait for: fucking going to fucking Hamburg in fucking five fucking days

30. what are you listening to right now: the birds chirping outside

31. have you ever talked to a person named tom: yes i had a classmate named Tom........he was a bit strange tho.......

32. something that’s getting on your nerves: i cant think of anything rn

33. most visited website: Tumblr and Youtube

34. hair colour: natural? blonde / current? dyed it pink two weeks ago

35. long or short hair: long ass hair and i mean, literally, they reach all the way down to my hips

36. do you have a crush on someone: ohhhahahaha so, so many, one - and maybe the king of em all - being Christoph Schneider (not obvious at all cough cough)

37. what do you like about yourself: uhhhhhhhhhhh.........;;;;; i guess... uh... *insert more unintelligent noises* maybe my legs?

38. want any piercings: no, except for maybe some on my ear

39. blood type: 0 positive, i think

40. nicknames: Lily

41. relationship status: super duper gay af with @haifisch-ohne-traenen

42. sign: officially capricorn (i like to say “the last capricorn” bc it sounds like “the last unicorn” and well my birthday is on the last day that still counts as capricorn), but honestly im more of an aquarius

43. pronouns: she/her

44. fave tv show: i recently watched Grimm and the story was okay but the cast was like super adorable and i fell in love with every single one of them

45. tattoos: none. YET. i have plans for so much i just am very bad at deciding

46. right or left handed: right handed 47: ever had surgery: okay, small story time. there are these childrens books by german illustrator and author “Janosch” in which a tiger and a bear are best friends and i used to love those books. so once, tiger got ill (his stripes slipped out of place) and he needed to see the doctor. and the exact line was “soothing small shot, blue dream, surgery over, noticed nothing, tiger healthy”. and i once was in the hospital bc there was something wrong my nose (i dont remember what it was tho) and so they anaesthetized me (and my fav stuffie which i brough with me for mental support) and afterwards i told everyone of my “blue dream” and everyone was like ????? wtf kid bc they didnt know what i was talking about and it was just some months ago when i finally found out that a narcosis isnt called a “blue dream” and that i just knew this bc of this books which i adored and tbh i was like MY WHOLE LIFE IS A LIE “BLUE DREAM” IS AN ADORABLE TERM FOR IT 48. piercings: none 49. sport: i did ballet for 15 years and i still love to dance around the house and the mother of my best friend once called me cute bc i cant stand still and always spin around or stretch my toes while lifting my leg or do some pliés and tbh i wasnt even aware of that

50. vacation: uh...i love? lmao

51. trainers: umm like my shoes? mostly wearing my black doc martens

— more general

52. eating: i love me some good salad with tomatoes, mozzarella and tuna but ngl a pizza margherita could beat that salad any time. or a nice ragout fin. or mac’n’cheese. i love food in general, okay

53. drinking: i’d kill for a tequila rn. but like non-alcoholic beverage - plain water, yes thank u

54. i’m about to watch: some movie with my gf which we havent decided on yet

55. waiting for: my gf to return home from work so i can smooch her pretty face

56. want: to cuddle honestly

57. get married: since its legal in germany for some months now... idk tbh, its not smth i debate about on a daily basis

58. career: um i have a vague plan for becoming a speech pathologist but yea... its very vague

— which is better

59. hugs or kisses: hugs

60. lips or eyes: gotta say eyes

61. shorter or taller: i dont care actually

62. older or younger: um sweats loudly...... older (fun fact i recently calculated the average age of my celebrity crushes....yes i was bored.... and it resulted in 50.... well.....)

63. nice arms or stomach: arms, fucc me up

64. hookup or relationships: relationships

65. troublemaker or hesitant: me? kinda both

— have you ever

66. kissed a stranger: no 67. drank hard liquor: yes 68. turned someone down: not really?

69. sex on first date: nope

70: broken someone’s heart: probably

71. had your heart broken: uh yea...kinda

72. been arrested: no

73. cried when someone died: yes, im a whiny bitch so i cry easily

74. fallen for a friend: yeah binch im dating that lovely ho right now... im gonna leave Brig’s answer here bc its perf and same here

— do you believe in

75. yourself: ugh

76. miracles: i want to

77. love at first sight: no

78. santa claus: i want to lol but no

79. angels: fuck yes

— misc

80. eye colour: blue-gray-green-ish mud 81. best friend’s name: Dana

82. favourite movie: so? much? i cant decide, really

83. favourite actor: Tom Hiddleston, i love this british dork, lemme tell u

84. favourite cartoon: phuh, idk i dont really watch cartoons

85. favourite teacher’s name: SWEATS LOUDLY AND AGGRESIVELY i had two massive teacher crushes back in my school days and that makes me a bit biased but im gonna say Herr Wolf was a great teacher bc he always said “hey, astronomy’s a minor subject, the test won’t be hard and i wont give u homework, u guys concentrate on math, german and english” and tbh we need more teachers like that

[verdigrisprowl]

Mar 21 Blurr’s Horror Stream - The Shape Of Water

Hook and Bonecrusher attended. They were pleased to see that Rumble was present and Soundwave wasn’t. They assume that Elita is an extremely powerful Decepticon commander, based on nothing but her paint and bearing.

They booed at all the sex scenes. And implied-sex scenes.

Bonecrusher was very disapproving of the color symbolism, which he thinks was too heavy-handed.

Neither of them could tell that the monster wasn’t a human. It made the movie unnecessarily confusing.

ItsyBitsySpyers: ((is it supposed to be offline still)) B l u r r: ( yeah im fixing something. ) B l u r r: ( It's up now. ) B l u r r: / Right, Here he is in all his new armor design glory. / ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble will pause to get a solid look at it before heading for what's usually the Boss' seat. That's the thing about unexpectedly taking time off. Gotta make up the time a different day.* ItsyBitsySpyers: //What's with the new plates?// B l u r r: Hnnnh? Well, I figured I should look more... monstrous, you know? K-Kyeheheheh. B l u r r: Mechs are usually diturbed by appearances alone. It only takes some paint and designs to make something look... how is it? /wiggles claw/ Spooky. B l u r r: *disturbed. Elita One: *How Elita got news about this place, we'll never know, but here she is, in all her bright *** pank glory looking ready to take on the room* ItsyBitsySpyers: //Look like ya'd fit in a Pit all right.// *Flop.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *And there's Elita.* //Whatever it is, Frenzy did it!// B l u r r: / Smirks/ Well, thanks mech. Elita One: *laughs and wiggles her claws at him* Sweet of you to give him all the credit. BoneAndHook: *and we have two Constructicons, ready to mock the slag outta whatever they're gonna watch.* B l u r r: / flickers optic. Tilts helm and makes a slight face. / Never seen you before... B l u r r: / wiggles claws at the two dorks / Elita One: Now you have, sweetspark. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Sup, you two.// ItsyBitsySpyers: *Makes "subtle" gagging motion at her calling Blurr Sweetspark* B l u r r: / gags in general / Don'tcall me that. B l u r r: Eugh, no. No thank you. I'm good. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Since when?// *Snicker* BoneAndHook: B: Sup, punchy-arms. Elita One: Guess I'm just a good influence. B l u r r: Since when what? ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble obliges them by transforming his arm into a piledriver. Offers it up for a fist punch hello?* Elita One: *takes a free seat big enough for her to sink into* B l u r r: / Still thinks it's gross. Grabs snack and heads to couch/ ItsyBitsySpyers: //Since when're you good?// BoneAndHook: *Bonecrusher eagerly fist-punches* ItsyBitsySpyers: *BAM* BoneAndHook: Fffr--! *He's going to be shaking out that hand for a while.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Cheeky smirk. He'll get back to his seat.* BoneAndHook: *Anyway, the Constructicons choose to (mis)interpret that as an invitation. They're gonna follow Rumble to his seat and claim the free space.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *He's not gonna stop 'em. Means Elita can't come bother him. Ha!* B l u r r: [[ just lemme know when you guys are ready. ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: *She can go sit with her sweet~spark~* ItsyBitsySpyers: ((ready)) BoneAndHook: ((ready!)) B l u r r: / eW / B l u r r: [ kay, i'll set it up ] Elita One: *She's happy just where she is, Rumble. Bless your spark for thinking of her, though.* B l u r r: [ anyway im sORRY you guys have to consistently put up with my stupid coco soundtrackssdbfjkda. I've been working to it all day. ] B l u r r: [ anyway if everyone is ready, we can go now ] B l u r r: [ captions are still on, I believe ] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((...is the sound working for anyone else or is my headphones being stupid)) B l u r r: (( wait someone tell me if sound isn't working dbhjsfs )) BoneAndHook: ((it's working here)) Elita One: ((Working fine here ItsyBitsySpyers: ((i rebooted chrome, got sound now)) B l u r r: [[ yay! ]] BoneAndHook: *okay, the movie's already boring, they're now busy peering at the person they haven't seen here before.* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Hey, I didn't know the Boss got a movie.]] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((oops // marks)) BoneAndHook: ((soundwave the ventriloquist, speaking through his deployers)) BoneAndHook: *Hook leans over to mumble at Rumble* H: Hey, what's with Commander Painted-In-The-Blood-Of-His-Enemies over there? BoneAndHook: B: Yeah, looks like the kinda guy you give a Warworld to. He important? ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble doesn't bother leaning up because other people can come down to his height.* //Who, Elita?// *Frown.* //She's kinda the whole boss of a city, so... yeah?// ItsyBitsySpyers: //Hey, this some kinda singin' 'n dancin' movie?// B l u r r: / chewing on a snack idly / Don't know. B l u r r: Though, I assume if it was, we would have seen something already. BoneAndHook: H: Borin'. B l u r r: You're always bored. BoneAndHook: *he would have said that no matter what they'd seen so far, honestly.* BoneAndHook: H: Humans are always borin'! BoneAndHook: 'Cept when they're dyin'. B l u r r: Humans aren't boring. They're entertaining because you CAN make them run and panic for a little while. BoneAndHook: B: REAL humans are fun to make panic. And crush. And cook. But they're borin' when they're... doin' human things. B l u r r: We played Risk with an entire planet for the longest time. Elita One: If this is a singing and dancing movie than Prowl should have come, not me. *sinks into her seat a little more and starts examining her claws* BoneAndHook: *ZOOP over to Elita* ItsyBitsySpyers: //MONSTER// B l u r r: / instantly interested / BoneAndHook: H: Hey, ya know Prowl, too? B l u r r: Ah... good. I hope it kills people. BoneAndHook: B: He into music where you are? Elita One: *arches an optic ridge at them both* I do and she is. ItsyBitsySpyers: //That looks gross as fra-- what's he doin', startin' his own pie store?// B l u r r: Probably doesn't even like them himself ItsyBitsySpyers: //'N if she's into music how come she ain't never been to the Boss' club.// BoneAndHook: *Prowl's a she in Elita's universe. does that mean he's a she in THEIR universe? have they had it wrong ALL THIS TIME?* BoneAndHook: *they have a hurried whispered debate on the subject.* BoneAndHook: *"we'll ask when we get home" somehow doesn't occur to them.* Elita One: Hasn't she started going recently? B l u r r: .... Eugh. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Not for movies, ya big pink mudflap. For the club part.// ItsyBitsySpyers: *Hmphs. Rude, human.* B l u r r: ... Oh, it DOES kill people! /grins/ BoneAndHook: B: Is he dyin'?! B l u r r: / claps claws together / Elita One: *shrugs* I couldn't tell you. B l u r r: ... Wait, he was only missing two fingers. How is there that much blood? BoneAndHook: B: Aw, he only lost a couple fingers? ItsyBitsySpyers: *Points* //They ain't missin' no more.// B l u r r: Well, there you have it. B l u r r: Now, show me that monster. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Whoa.// Elita One: Oh vicious little beasty. B l u r r: Aaah... /wiggles claws/ BoneAndHook: B: That ain't nothin'. Losin' a couple fingers is just a good night. B l u r r: A simple fun time. Elita One: At least it wasn't an arm~ BoneAndHook: H: How would you know, YOU ain't the one that loses them. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Can't believe you're still sore Ravage took it.// ItsyBitsySpyers: //Ain't like it was on you no more.// BoneAndHook: B: Ravage got his whole arm?! Haw! Lucky fragger. BoneAndHook: ((oh no wait, i misread that as coming from blurr)) BoneAndHook: ((i was like WHEN DID BLURR LOSE AN ARM, BUT IM NOT SURPRISED)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((lmao)) B l u r r: [[ i mean he has a few times tbh. ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: //Oh, yeah. Chewed on it for months.// Elita One: Oh, I'm hardly sore about it. Gave me a chance to get an upgrade. *smirks and flexes said arm* BoneAndHook: B: Pff. I could finish it off in a couple nights. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Yeah, well, you're way the frag bigger 'n us. Probably you coulda popped a whole hand in your mouth.// BoneAndHook: H: He ain't allowed to do a whole hand at once no more, it messes up his fuel tank. B l u r r: .... He's /perfect/ ItsyBitsySpyers: //'N listen, you want another arm upgrade, Ravage's your mech.// BoneAndHook: B: Gross, you into organics? B l u r r: Me? No. B l u r r: I like monsters. BoneAndHook: *they both look blankly at the screen.* BoneAndHook: H: ......... What monster? ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble leans toward the screen and squints.*  //His fingers is all... pale.// B l u r r: Oh for pits sake. B l u r r: The monster in the water. BoneAndHook: B: ...... What monster in the water? B l u r r: ... You put it in a cage, of course it doesn't like you. BoneAndHook: ((he's such a shitbag)) B l u r r: [[ he is ] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((so much so)) ItsyBitsySpyers: //That monster.// ItsyBitsySpyers: //The one talkin' eggs.// BoneAndHook: H: ... What monster? B l u r r: He's not gonna get it. BoneAndHook: B: What, the human that's swimmin' around? B l u r r: Neither one of them have the processing power to figure it ou. B l u r r: *out. ItsyBitsySpyers: *SNORT LAUGH* ItsyBitsySpyers: //Yeah, the - the human.// BoneAndHook: ((I wonder how well that line played in Baltimore)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((god this is so awkward)) B l u r r: [[ fdjskfnd ]] BoneAndHook: *LOUD BOOING* BoneAndHook: *the booing cointinues even though the sex is gone* ItsyBitsySpyers: //Guess I owe Frenzy a new grenade.// Elita One: I'd have bitten his fingers off again if I were her. BoneAndHook: H: How come they keep one human in a tank like that? ItsyBitsySpyers: //"Human scary movies gotta have borin' scrap like people fraggin'," he said. "C'mon, not all of 'em," I said. Puh.// BoneAndHook: B: I saw one with nobody fraggin'. ItsyBitsySpyers: //'N probably cause he likes water. Like Seaspray.// Elita One: This is supposed to be a scary movie? ItsyBitsySpyers: //'Course it is. Bit some fragger's fingers off, ain't he? Even if the conjunx lady don't.// BoneAndHook: B: Oh, yeah, I knew some guys like that. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Yeah? Who?// B l u r r: It's not scary per say. B l u r r: But, I rather like movies about monsters- we deserve more than what we get, you know. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Pffft. Where's your scales 'n scrap?// B l u r r: Not all monsters have scales. BoneAndHook: B: Uh... there's... Hey Hook, who was that guy who hangs out with the guy that sounds like Megatron? Looked like candy, turns into a beast. Elita One: It's a bit dull so far. BoneAndHook: H: Overbite? B l u r r: I think it's fantastic... BoneAndHook: B: Yeah, him. He's one. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Huh. Never heard of 'im.// ItsyBitsySpyers: //Primus.// BoneAndHook: B: He's alright. Got good taste. B l u r r: Ohh, I hope he kills that stupid, disgusting human. ItsyBitsySpyers: //...Like, bitin' fingers taste, or taste in stuff?// BoneAndHook: B: Yeah. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Oh. That answers that.* ItsyBitsySpyers: //Ssssssso I'm thinkin' fraggin' off gods ain't a good idea.// BoneAndHook: H: Huh. That ain't no god. Humans don't got gods. They might think they do, but they don't. ItsyBitsySpyers: //How d'you know?// B l u r r: ... Honestly, the entire human race slags me off. Elita One: Unpleasant little man, isn't he? BoneAndHook: H: Cuz I've squashed enough of them to know they ain't got no souls. If they had gods, they'd've given them souls. BoneAndHook: H: Organics ain't nothin' but self-propelled chemical reactions. B l u r r: ... / wow. that's... so fuckiing sappy / ItsyBitsySpyers: //....Oh. Ohhhhhh. I get it. Heh.// BoneAndHook: B: Oh gross, she's into the guy in the tank. BoneAndHook: *HUMAN AFFECTION. NASTY.* ItsyBitsySpyers: //Duh.// B l u r r: / That's so sweet / Elita One: What an excellent way of communicating. BoneAndHook: B: They gonna start fraggin'? ItsyBitsySpyers: //...Why the frag they gonna come back he don't let 'em sit down in all them seats. Dumb aft.// Elita One: Guess not. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Thinks Elita has a point about the hand language, though. Maybe he'll tell the Boss to watch this.* BoneAndHook: H: ... Okay, so. They're talkin' about the guy in the tank like he ain't a human. How come? BoneAndHook: H: I mean—OBVIOUSLY he's a human. B l u r r: Because he's not. BoneAndHook: H: We lookin' at the same movie? It's obviously a human. Looks just like the others. Elita One: He certainly looks like one. BoneAndHook: H: What, did they get lazy with the costumin'? B l u r r: / scrubs faceplate / B l u r r: If you combined both of your processors, you would have less than half. ItsyBitsySpyers: //He's got them weird... things.// *Wiggles his fingers around his neck and cheeks* ItsyBitsySpyers: //That's how come.// BoneAndHook: B: Hey! You shut the frag up. We ain't stupid. *jerks thumb at Hook.* He's the best medic on Cybertron. B l u r r: / outright cackles / Elita One: Do you think Cybertronians only look a certain way or they're monsters? ItsyBitsySpyers: //Who?// Elita One: Our host. B l u r r: It depends on your definition of monster, you see. There's the literal defenition, and there's the figurative one. BoneAndHook: H: Is that it? He ain't human cuz he got weird frills? I seen lots of humans with weird fat jiggly jaws, though. Was they not humans too? ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble opens his mouth to answer that before realizing he doesn't know.* B l u r r: Cybertronians vary on looks depending on the verse. That is not what I consider a monster. B l u r r: You can look like a monster any way you like. / wiggles claws / I choose to look more like a monster than a Cybertronian because I prefer to be a monster. BoneAndHook: B: ... They gonna frag? Elita One: I hope not. BoneAndHook: B: I hope none of them frag. ItsyBitsySpyers: //...I mean, I ain't seen no jiggly human necks do the... the flappin' thing. Y'know, the... BLAAAAARGH// *wiggles fingers* BoneAndHook: H: ... I bet if they shouted loud enough. ItsyBitsySpyers: ((oh my god hook)) ItsyBitsySpyers: //I don't get it. How come he's helpin'?// Elita One: He's a scientist. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Don't he wanna take it himself?// BoneAndHook: H: He said how come. He don't wanna see it die. BoneAndHook: H: 'N' his bosses won't agree to rescue it. B l u r r: Who cares? ItsyBitsySpyers: //He could keep it his own self. He knows how.// *Pointing at instructions on screen* B l u r r: To pit with his bosses. BoneAndHook: H: He does. Ain't you followin' the plot? Or you only got half a processor. B l u r r: ... / leans forward and sneers at / He does care, but he put science above that. Elita One: He'd be foolish to keep him safe after so strongly objecting to them dissecting him. BoneAndHook: H: Obviously he don't put science above that, or else he wouldn't be doin' this. B l u r r: Look, I don't care about that human. B l u r r: I care about the monster in the fraggin' cart. BoneAndHook: H: Then why you askin' about him? Watch the fraggin' movie. B l u r r: /I/ didn't ask anything. BoneAndHook: You asked who cares, ya moron. B l u r r: That's rhetorical, you dimwitted scrap heap. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Well, he ain't got a job no more.// Elita One: *she still thinks the asset looks human* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble's pretty sure it's not, because the movie says it isn't, but now he doesn't know why.* BoneAndHook: H: Well then don't get involved in an ongoin' conversation if ya don't wanna participate in it, ya idiot. B l u r r: Listen, you twit. You can't even figure out what a monster is. ItsyBitsySpyers: //What's the salt do?// ItsyBitsySpyers: //It like medicine or somethin'?// B l u r r: Scientist said something about it heling him. BoneAndHook: H: You can't recognize a human when ya see one. Elita One: The human with the missing fingers is the monster. We all saw the way he's behaved so far. B l u r r: I've killed plenty of humans. I can recognize them. BoneAndHook: H: He was wheezin' and all. Must make it easier to breathe. ItsyBitsySpyers: //The way he's behaved. Y'mean shockin' the water fleshie 'n stuff?// Elita One: And toward the mute human. Elisa? BoneAndHook: H: I 'unno, he shocked him to get back at him for bitin' off his fingers, yeah? B l u r r: He was shocking him before. BoneAndHook: H: Didn't see him shockin' him before. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble scratches his chin.* B l u r r: He had the shock weapon in the bathroom. BoneAndHook: H: We dunno who started it. B l u r r: With blood on it already. ItsyBitsySpyers: //I'm thinkin' he did. He got that stick - yeah.// BoneAndHook: H: We dunno if the water guy started it first, though. They both seem like mean fraggers. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Said he took the water fleshie outta his house 'n dragged him up.// B l u r r: The human took him out of his habitat. B l u r r: That stupid slagger started it. BoneAndHook: H: Yeah, well, he was gettin' worshipped like a god, right? People what get worshipped have huge egoes. Rude to everybody, ya know? He probably deserved it. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Looks to Elita and Blurr.* //He got a point.// B l u r r: Does he look like he's capable of being rude ? He can't speak. BoneAndHook: H: Ya don't think bitin' someone's fingers off is rude? ItsyBitsySpyers: //Can too. He been sayin' egg 'n scrap.// B l u r r: He attacked the human because the human attacked him first. Humans are fickle, simple ceatures. B l u r r: Anything that's different... they don't like it. They wanna pick it apart piece by piece. B l u r r: [[ yikes I forgot about the animal death in this movie my B. ]] B l u r r: a WARNING  yes ]] Elita One: *chuckles lowly at Elisa daring to stand up to him like that* BoneAndHook: H: *points* Yeah, see? His neck does the thing when he's loud enough.* ItsyBitsySpyers: ((i'll be back in like five.)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((oh god i didn't realize you could still see the cat body in teh background)) ItsyBitsySpyers: //He's all glowy.// BoneAndHook: B: Weirdo. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Who's weird?// BoneAndHook: B: The water guy. BoneAndHook: *BOTH START BOOING* ItsyBitsySpyers: //For glowin'? What's wrong with that?// B l u r r: Similar to biolights, aren't they? BoneAndHook: *oh it's already over* B l u r r: [[ I love their friendship. So much. ]] BoneAndHook: *BOOING RETURNS* B l u r r: [[ i love how suppORTIVE SHE IS OMFG ]] BoneAndHook: *they learned way too much about alien genitalia today.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble laughs into his hands. That is definitely a joke he's been in the multiverse long enough to get.* BoneAndHook: B: Yeah, it is like biolights. S'why it's weird. S'a, what's it called. B l u r r: [[ I'm the bodyguard eating food, tbfh ]] BoneAndHook: B: Uncanny valley. If somethin' looks nothin' like you, it's okay. if it looks exactly like you, it's okay. If it looks like you but it's a little bit wrong, it's fraggin' weird. BoneAndHook: B: It's shaped like a mech, it's glowin' like a mech, but it's made of meat. It's weird. B l u r r: I think it's fantastic. Elita One: ((nopestf out ItsyBitsySpyers: //I dunno. It's kinda neat. Wonder if they work like -- uh.// BoneAndHook: ((sssscreamsnfsgklj)) B l u r r: [[ sORRY ] ItsyBitsySpyers: //...Frag is wrong with his hand.// B l u r r: [[ I keep forgetting to write specific warnings ]] BoneAndHook: ((we've seen it, we know. it's still NOPE)) Elita One: What in the name of Solus Prime was that? BoneAndHook: *Hook's just staring at Bonecrusher wondering when tf Bonecrusher learned what an uncanny valley is.* BoneAndHook: *BOOING RESUMES* ItsyBitsySpyers: //Hey, he got more fur.// Elita One: Oh well then. BoneAndHook: *BOOING INTENSIFIES* ItsyBitsySpyers: //Rude. If the door's a leakin', don't come a-peekin'.// BoneAndHook: *THEY TRY TO KEEP BOOIng but now they're laughing thanks rumble* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Welcome.* Elita One: *laughs* ItsyBitsySpyers: //...They're threatenin' to disappear him?// BoneAndHook: H: Sound like it. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Not for nothin', but he just got warnin' to go runnin'.// ItsyBitsySpyers: //Hey, she's singin'.// BoneAndHook: H: He fix her vocalizer? B l u r r: I'm pretty sure this is in her mind? ItsyBitsySpyers: //I don't remember seein' it...// ItsyBitsySpyers: //Ohhh.// BoneAndHook: B: Naw, it's a—fraggin'—metaphor, thing. BoneAndHook: H: ... This scene happened before humans invented color. ItsyBitsySpyers: //...Heard about that, huh.// Elita One: Before humans did what? BoneAndHook: *dumb constructichuckles. they SURE DID.* ItsyBitsySpyers: //Ew, he's flakin'.// BoneAndHook: *OH. OH. SHE DIDN'T HEAR.* BoneAndHook: H: Oh, yeah, Earth didn't always have colors. They had t' invent 'em. In the last, I 'unno, fifty years or so. BoneAndHook: B: Yeah! Heh. Yeah. If you watch their old movies, they was made before colors were. Elita One: *the most disbelieving of stares* BoneAndHook: H: S'true. Watch their old movies. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Resisting the urge to facepalm, if only to see if Elita will buy it* ItsyBitsySpyers: //Holy frag?!// ItsyBitsySpyers: *It'd be like Soundwave shooting him half to death on pickup?? Why???? OH--* BoneAndHook: B: That looks painful. I gotta remember that. Elita One: I'd sooner believe Earth was flat and I'd never believe that. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Knows what he's doin', I guess.// BoneAndHook: *disappointed groans.* H: Guess you ain't as dumb as Smokescreen. Elita One: Smokescreen thinks Optimus Prime was one of the original Thirteen. Of course I'm not that dumb. BoneAndHook: B: Original thirteen what? Elita One: Primes. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Aw, frag, don't talk about that dumb book. I jus' finished forgettin' it.// Elita One: He got a few things right but most of it was nonsense. BoneAndHook: ... *Bonecrusher counts on his fingers.* B: There ain't been thirteen. There's been five. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Yeah, well. Even Optimus said -- Primus below.// BoneAndHook: H: Six. Rodimus counts. ItsyBitsySpyers: //He jus' - cracked his fingers off??? Why in the Pit--?// ItsyBitsySpyers: //Squealer.// B l u r r: Rat. BoneAndHook: B: It's symbolism. ItsyBitsySpyers: //He didn't even take his fingers with him.// B l u r r: Rude. BoneAndHook: B: There's a lotta symbolism. It's real obvious slag. Elita One: Hmm, I suppose things must be different in your universe. How to explain this? ItsyBitsySpyers: //Well, yeah, fingers is columns 'n slag. But symbolschism don't mean he gotta leave 'em there when he's done talkin'.// B l u r r: [[ he's so cute im dead ]] BoneAndHook: B: Naw, not that. Show's he's corrodin'. He's been dyin' since he took the guy in the water, see. He's just been refusin' to admit it. Elita One: *taps her chin thoughtfully* Smokescreen thinks Optimus Prime is a direct descendant of Primus and that he's been on Cybertron since before there even were Cybertronians. ItsyBitsySpyers: //...THAT'S why his fingers was goin' weird colors?// ItsyBitsySpyers: //'N Smokescreen's fulla slag.// BoneAndHook: Them corrodin' all the way an' fallin' off is him realizin' he's gonna die and not holdin' on to them no more. See. S' a memento merry. Elita One: Rotting from the inside out. ItsyBitsySpyers: //So his fingers was, like. Rustin'. I got it now.// *Pause.* //I ain't gonna mourn that fleshy.// B l u r r: No one should. B l u r r: He deserves it. BoneAndHook: *Hook squints at Elita.* ... Ain't everybody a direct descendant of Primus? Why's he think Optimus is so old? Elita One: Probably so he doesn't feel so old. Elita One: ((LS, you literally decided to stop working at the very end of the movie why? ItsyBitsySpyers: //Neck wigglers!// B l u r r: [[ did it? ] ItsyBitsySpyers: ((mine works)) BoneAndHook: ((it's working here)) Elita One: ((I think it's my laptop being an assbutt B l u r r: [[ ruudde ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: *Poem? Rumble perks.* Elita One: ((The network adaptor has some kind of issue I think because it's the source of my horrid audio glitch B l u r r: [[ Awww. ]] ItsyBitsySpyers: *...That didn't tug his spark a little, no. Shut up.* B l u r r: [[ God i love. This movie so much . ]] Elita One: ((Such a great soundtrack B l u r r: ... /oh it sure tugged his / B l u r r: / The monster stayed alive. And was allowed to liVE A LIFE / Elita One: *isn't enough of a romantic but she did enjoy Elisa and the Asset beating that overbearing rust bucket of a human* ItsyBitsySpyers: //...She's gonna get all weird 'n wrinkly though.// Elita One: Maybe she'll grow scales? ItsyBitsySpyers: //Humans in water do that. Seen it. 'S kinda gross.// ItsyBitsySpyers: //She got a lotta scales t'grow.// ItsyBitsySpyers: *Streeeeeetch.* //Guess it ain't a bad movie. Think the Boss'd like it way more'n me. Her not talkin' 'n all the music stuff.// B l u r r: Well, I thought it was fantastic. B l u r r: The monster got to live in the end ItsyBitsySpyers: //Me, I kinda wanted more punchin'.// BoneAndHook: B: The color symbolism was laid on too thick. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Yeah, livin's a good endin'.// *He turns to look at Bonecrusher.* //...I'mma stay long enough to ask whatch amean.// ItsyBitsySpyers: *He's getting the sense Bonecrusher has been hiding that he knows a bunch of neat scrap and is 100% willing to learn.* BoneAndHook: *Hook sighs and slouches down. you had to ask the art critic about colors.* BoneAndHook: B: So. Everythin' in the movie is blue or green. 'Cept for the parts that are yellow. 'N' if it's blue-green that don't mean nothin'. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Don't mind Rumble. Just gonna get comfy and listen with his chin on his fist.* BoneAndHook: B: If it's blue it's about the main characters. Her room is blue, he's blue, water things are blue—both of them are all watery 'n' blue. BoneAndHook: B: Her room's the only one that's blue, everyone else's homes are yellow. That makes her a weirdo, see? The guy with the humans, his home is REALLY yellow. BoneAndHook: B: If it's green it's new technology—new to humans, anyhow. There was a store with TVs at the start all glowin'. If it's got electricity involved it's green. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble squints.* //That how come the wiggly fuel stuff's green?// ItsyBitsySpyers: //Bein' new?// BoneAndHook: B: The one from the restaurant with the guy with the fake accent? Yeah. They keep it fridgerated. So it's electric. BoneAndHook: B: When the guy with the fingers got his car everyone kept callin' it green even though it looked blue cuz that made it consistent with the symbolism, but they was too lazy to actually paint it green. BoneAndHook: B: Which is dumb. Can't be that hard to find a green car for a movie. BoneAndHook: B: Anyhow it was way too obvious. ItsyBitsySpyers: //...I'mma go home 'n watch it again. For the color stuff. Even if they ain't got money for car paint.// ItsyBitsySpyers: //Where'dja learn all this stuff anyway?// BoneAndHook: *points at the screen* B: I just watched it. BoneAndHook: B: It got real obvious when they started talkin' about the car like it was a different color than it was. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Naw, not that. I mean 'bout... ah, never mind. Next time.// ItsyBitsySpyers: *Maybe he can borrow it, or listen to whoever it was, or something.* //I don't get back soon 'n Frenzy's gonna stick holes in my berth. See ya 'round, huh?// BoneAndHook: B: Yeah, see ya. *holds out hand for another fist bump, like a moron who didn't learn the first time.* BoneAndHook: *because that's what he is.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Is SO TEMPTED to give him a second one... but learned something cool, so Bonecrusher gets an actual proper one.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Hook gets a half-assed salute, Elita and Blurr nods, and OFF he runs* BoneAndHook: *and back home they go.*