#10% done and the leader of the thing just contacted me about it and it was a really really important project that i've been procrastinating

[ghostykapi]

three against me (the trio's love)

misamo & fem!reader // college au

thank you for @cry4mina for the misamo pictures and for being delulu with me about misamo <3 MISAMOOO

when you said you wanted your college life to be eventful

you didn't expect the universe throwing you three girlfriends, each with their own side of how they got you locked with them

it starts during the first semester of your 3rd year, when you were in a small cafe, getting to a headstart in your pile of homework

it's perfect, a iced coffee by your side, three readings beside you, your laptop on the coffee table in front of you and phone silenced, muting whatever the onslaught of messages nayeon is sending that you can't even be bothered to check

you needed this, you couldn't handled anymore 'dubchaeng babysitting!' when the duo would just make your head hurt with the amount of crazy ideas they had. the change of pace for the day is much welcome, especially knowing that jeongyeon took over with the lure of seeing a band a cafe next university over

it's nice, you can feel like you are in control for even just for a bit

then the cafe's noise dies down when the door chimes

it's too silent

fuck.

you brace yourself at the trio, who’s presence can make the entire student populous go on their knees. the mere whisper of their little group brings the entire college either trembling

misamo.

you can feel her gaze land on you, despite the only indication that it is one of them without looking is the whispers within the cafe. even the baristas know them

hirai momo. softball player, the star athlete that brings medals and more recognition to your university. average grades, stellar performance when she steps on the field and can land a nasty punch

with each step you hear her take, the more you have to remind yourself not to look. you can hear her giggles and the way your heartbeat is now in your ears

minatozaki sana. influencer and model, the unspoken leader of their group. through her bubbly and charming personality, she uses her wit to become the face of the university. part of the top 10% of the whole university, the inspiration to study hard and diligently

you feel a hand on your shoulder, the firm grasp rendering you unable to move, yet it's how you know who it is. she hums in delight at your sharp intake of breath, knowing that you don't need anything else to tell her apart

myoui mina. rising entrepreneur of 3 different business ventures, the deadliest one from the trio. always calculating, always 10 steps ahead of her peers and competitors. sweet, kind, and demur, she brings class to whatever she does

that includes sitting beside you, her bag gently landing on the table, your proximity leaves the others questioning your relationship, but all you know is that you must have done something at your shared class with her yesterday for her too approach you

"i hope you don't mind" she starts, eyes confident and you want to scream and cry because she's wearing a suit. typically worn when she's fresh from visiting one of her businesses. "i heard you were well versed in code"

"programming is my major yes" you keep your voice leveled, after all, being a woman in such a male dominated course has made you what your flock of admirers say, freezingly cold.

"i have a proposition for you" mina starts, keeping a dangerous game of who can keep the eye contact going "you help me with homeworks and projects while i give you money per assessment made"

while mina has a fair share of students that matched her energy, something in your gaze makes her crack a bit

"what makes you think i'll say yes?"

"you can't say no to me"

"yes i can. here watch i'll say it"

and mina can't deny it when she feels her heart start to race when you get closer to her. faces barely a few inches apart

"i don't do things for money. so no"

and you pull back, ready to put back to attention to your homework when mina speaks up

"every time you have to help me i'll pay you in food"

oh goodness free food

"ok i'm in" you hum, hands typing away on your laptop "we start in two days, send me an address and i'll met you there myoui. now shoo, i have to catch up to my work"

she stares at you with a blank gaze, but inside she's dumbfounded at your boldness

nevertheless, she stands up to leave you be, but before she's out of earshot, she says something you don't quite catch

"what?" you ask

"you should call me mina. myoui is too professional even for my taste dear"

three days later, it's momo who bugs you after your morning class

she slips up right beside you, the lack of dress code in the university gives momo a chance to wear a body hugging pink dress, something that makes everyone go crazy. what you don't like is how every guy is looking at her in ways you want to pluck their eyes out

filthy bastards don't deserve to gaze at her at all

"momo" your ears are red because everyone can clearly see you both in the halls, her arm around your waist as you slowly walk to the next building for your next class "what are you doing?"

"accompanying you to class" momo won't admit it, but ever since mina said you were, in her words, 'pretty and sufficient', she had to see you

"why?" you ask, glaring at every man who's looking at her too creepily, making them scurry away

"just because, plus our classrooms are right beside each other" she relaxes more with each less man in the hall, you notice it

"fine" you huff, and before she can even say anything else, you remove your jacket, giving it to her "wear this for today, i don't want any man to look at you. you're too gorgeous for them"

the rest of the walk is silent on the way to both of your classrooms. only thing you can hear is the squeak of every sneaker from each man running way and the whispers in between students

it's the most peaceful walk momo has had since becoming star athlete

so when you wave at her from the door before disappearing to go to the classroom beside her's, she feels like she can breath without panicking

she hates taking anything math related, but she might bare it more when she knows your beside her classroom

she's hooked

later that afternoon, while you lounge around the student council office sipping a red bull, someone barges in, scaring your team who's having a heated debate on who should the rest of the papers

"fucking jesus who the fuck-" ryujin is silenced from who she sees at the door

minatozaki sana, the ever persistent and one of the most notable member under the team of the president.

"someone sent you flowers?"

not a question you were expecting, even your team is gawking at her

dressed to perfection, you can't catch her in a regular outfit at any point, which is kind of ridiculous. sana doesn't care, always styled like she's going to a fashion week in europe. today she's wearing that white dress that she just wore in her feature in some magazine

what is it with the trio and wearing designer clothing every time they are at university grounds? specifically when they are within your eyesight

"pardon?" you know the amount of admires that still try despite cold rejection, even hailing from different courses. hell you think someone from the university over sent you chocolates once, you gave it to your team though

"did you accept some stupid boy's flowers?" sana repeats, anger in her eyes, an emotion she barely shows, and possessiveness in her body language, something you see glimpses of when someone gets close to mina and momo that she doesn't approve of

"minatozaki you know i don't do that" you say calmly, your team in awe at how you keep a calm attitude "if the suitor doesn't have the guts to face me, then they do not deserve my limited time"

"then you'll entertain if i do right?"

you can hear felix and lily choke over their pizza behind you

"you are not serious" you look at her like she's crazy (she loves being called that, you learn from mina later on)

she gets closer to you, faces barely an inch apart, any slip up from her leaning way to closer over your table and she can just kiss you

"try me, i'll see you at tomorrow's meeting miss vice-president"

when she leaves the office, it takes you and your team a total of 5 minutes to recover

"jesus what the fuck was that"

"ryujin shut up, go back to bickering with lia"

no one has ever said no to the trio

maybe a few people had

they're just not as pretty, charming and confident as you

maybe that's why mina keeps sitting beside you during your shared programming class even oustide 'tutor' hours, why momo's insistent at being beside you in between periods to carry your items on days your classes line up, and why sana shows up in every weekly meeting with an expensive gift or a trinket, challenging each suitor head on.

women like them are gonna be the death of you

"you have some crazy women that like you" jihyo jests beside you, giggling at how sana is glaring daggers at how close you both are. you both are now taking a break along with the rest of the internal team to finalize some papers

"yeah well" you don't like to admit it, but ever since their persistence to always either be near you, you have been starting to crack bit by bit "can't really escape them y'know"

"i think you would look cute with them" jihyo hums, swinging her pen between her fingers, making someone across the table keep her stare at the president "misamo and their girlfriend who sucks ass at karaoke"

"ok that was one time" you huff, jihyo's snickering makes sana look up from her phone, jaw tensing up at how close jihyo is "clearly i let you win because you liked it when tzuyu said she's treat you out if you win right?"

that shuts her up. the said tall woman is at the other side of the room, watching the president's face get red, wondering what you just said to make her like this

"get back to work" jihyo then shoos you away, your laughter making jihyo flip you off before returning to work for herself

before you cam even return to work, your eyes meet sana's, her expression unreadable. you wonder what she's thinking of

you look away, a light blush on your cheeks from her intense stare, busying yourself once more with the papers

to sana, witnessing your smile and laughter rewires her brain, heart pleading with her to speed up whatever this stage the three of them are in. each day that passes drives the three of them crazy

mina is messing up in her calculations, momo is missing her shots and sana is losing her composure on the daily

she needs you. they need you.

when sana heads home that night she keeps thinking about you. even when she lets her girlfriends debate what their late night dinner should be (mina wants tacos, momo is craving for some pasta). she blurts out in the middle of it

"do you think y/n would say yes if we offered her sushi as a late night dinner?"

the two stop at their bickering to look at sana, who's eyes are begging for the next move. she's getting itchy and desperate to make it

"satang" mina reaches out to her, letting sana wrap her arms around her waist as momo hugs them both "did something happen?"

"it's just" sana doesn't even try to hide it at this point, knowing that the three of them are nearing their breaking point "i saw her laugh today and it really made me think that 'i want to make her laugh with us' and i-i don't know but it has been driving me mad"

mina hums in understanding and momo speaks up, ready to take that push

"then let's go"

staying late even after meetings is normal for you to catch up with the papers, but for the past few days, you have been staying late in the office to busy your thoughts

mina hasn't been looking at you in the eye or been acknowledging you

momo hasn't been accompanying you to class

sana hasn't shown up to a single meeting this past two weeks

trying to silence your head, you decided to throw yourself into your extra curriculars every night. this night, you are working alone, the only sounds that you can hear are your aggressive typing on your poor keyboard, the music coming from your small speaker and the voices in your head making your heart ache

and now a knock and the door swinging open

"if you have any concerns please drop them by our social media accounts, email, or even the drop box by the-"

you stop your next words when you look up

mina.

you want to curse at the woman, for deliberately avoiding you. it was worse with her, because at least with the two you didn't have the urge to scream because they simply did not show up.

momo.

even clad in that handsome suit, she's still wearing that jacket you handed over to her. devastatingly handsome and gorgeous, you wonder why did she have to leave you wondering in the noisy university halls

sana.

meetings are still the same, but jihyo keeps on asking why your eyes have been straying, always going back to the door. waiting for that laugh to annoy you, waiting for a snarky remark to any stupid men flirting with you, waiting for anything from her

you really want to throw a chair at them for just showing up now and pissing you off

you don't though, because you missed them

each in their own suit, each with their own gift, each one with a nervous smile that no one will ever see, each one wearing their hearts up their sleeves, and each with the same question you didn't know you wanted to hear until now

"we like you. would you like to go out with us? dinner tomorrow night, our treat"

you can't say no

"you guys are horrible at courting. pick me up at 7"

bonus:

in every first date you've been on, you never come over to your dates home. that changes and ends with them

"hirai" you're trying to keep your breath stable as her hands are playing your hair. eyes hazy, but clearly on you, her self control out the door, just like yours

"myoui" she's behind you, her hands on your waist, murmuring what she's been thinking about for the past days. it's all you, and it makes you melt

"minatozaki" you let her kiss you, silencing your worries and doubts, silencing anything that makes you question them. the heart finally getting what it wants

"you my love, deserve to be ours"

[napsaps-archive]

i may or may not have royally fucked up. more on this later

[thatbadadvice]

Help! I'm a Perfect Genius, but This Potential Employer Asked Me a Boring Interview Question!

Ask A Manager, 13 Feb 2024:

I was rejected from a role for not answering an interview question. I had all the skills they asked for, and the recruiter and hiring manager loved me. I had a final round of interviews — a peer on the hiring team, a peer from another team that I would work closely with, the director of both teams (so my would-be grandboss, which I thought was weird), and then finally a technical test with the hiring manager I had already spoken to. (I don’t know if it matters but I’m male and everyone I interviewed with was female.) The interviews went great, except the grandboss. I asked why she was interviewing me since it was a technical position and she was clearly some kind of middle manager. She told me she had a technical background (although she had been in management 10 years so it’s not like her experience was even relevant), but that she was interviewing for things like communication, ability to prioritize, and soft skills. I still thought it was weird to interview with my boss’s boss. She asked pretty standard (and boring) questions, which I aced. But then she asked me to tell her about the biggest mistake I’ve made in my career and how I handled it. I told her I’m a professional and I don’t make mistakes, and she argued with me! She said everyone makes mistakes, but what matters is how you handle them and prevent the same mistake from happening in the future. I told her maybe she made mistakes as a developer but since I actually went to school for it, I didn’t have that problem. She seemed fine with it and we moved on with the interview. A couple days later, the recruiter emailed me to say they had decided to go with someone else. I asked for feedback on why I wasn’t chosen and she said there were other candidates who were stronger. I wrote back and asked if the grandboss had been the reason I didn’t get the job, and she just told me again that the hiring panel made the decision to hire someone else. I looked the grandboss up on LinkedIn after the rejection and she was a developer at two industry leaders and then an executive at a third. She was also connected to a number of well-known C-level people in our city and industry. I’m thinking of mailing her on LinkedIn to explain why her question was wrong and asking if she’ll consider me for future positions at her company but my wife says it’s a bad idea. What do you think about me mailing her to try to explain?

Sir,

You have been wronged in the most grievous of ways by a coven of retaliatory, self-aggrandizing women who have failed in the extreme to recognize your brilliance, your talent, and above all, your general superiority.

Of course you should mail this mediocre "grandboss" on LinkedIn to inform her of the deep offense she caused you by interviewing you in the first place, let alone doing so using a boring question — indeed, you have a moral and professional obligation to do so in order to preserve your honor and the honor of scores of men like you who have never done a single solitary thing wrong in their lives, ever.

But I beg you to consider doing more. A single, private message to one incompetent bitch may not convey to the necessary parties the depth and breadth of the situation. Many, many people have important lessons to learn from your experience, and I encourage you to share it widely. Consider making a public LinkedIn post, and ensure that it is shareable across platforms. Depending on your financial resources, a billboard with your name, professional headshot, and contact information could go a long way toward ensuring that everyone in your industry who needs to know just how you handled the way these women treated you, does know about it. I hope that in your continuing job search, you are able to connect with potential employers who have a much better grasp of all you bring to the table.

[anemonelovesfiction]

10 ~ Cowgirl

Tonowari x Avatar! Reader x Ronal

Warnings ⚠️: Eating out, Riding, cowgirl, slight suffocation if you squint, passing out

Not Proofread

MDNI 🔞

This one goes out to whoever sent me this ask I apologize for it being late, but better late than never? And I used camera instead <I’m so sorry but I hope you like it still>

Holy crud it’s been ten whole days of this event and I couldn’t be happier to spend them with you guys!

Translation Station

Tsahik: Shaman; Healer; Interpreter of the will of Eywa

Marui: Home (in the Metkayina Language)

Olo’eyktan: Male clan leader

Paysyul: Water lily

Tawtute: Sky person (Human)

Yawne: Beloved

Word Count: 3k

It had been tough news to choke down when Jake had called your brother, Norm, to come help with Kiri after she had remained in a comatose state after having connected to the spirit tree. I’d actually been the one to deliver the news to Jake that it had sounded like Kiri had suffered a seizure, but what was an even harder pill to swallow was the gorgeous pregnant Tsahik coming into the marui - a word I’d learned meant home for the Metkayina- I could have sworn her gaze had lingered on me slightly but it could have been my mind playing tricks on me. Her gaze breaking as she finally looked around the room and avoided eye contact with Neytiri.

“I see that I am not needed here.” She stated in Na’Vi, although I had been mesmerized by the difference in her pronunciation in the words to make my hands work as quickly as I’d wanted them to -out of respect for her and the title she held- I’d learned Na’Vi alongside Norm back on Earth and we often studied together, testing one another until we nailed the language.

She had been carrying a basket filled with things she would have used on Kiri had we not been occupying the space in this Marui, my gaze still caught on her as her beauty was starting to make me nervous, had we overstepped out bounds with her? Was she upset with us at the moment? I attempted to slap Norm’s hand to catch his attention so we could start removing ourselves from her way but he’d written me off as him, Max, and Jake continued talking amongst themselves, I fought to roll my eyes as I capture Neytiri grasping the woman’s arm.

“You are Tsahik!” Neytiri almost growls at the woman and as soon as she turns I realize she is heavily pregnant, I attempt to knock some sense into myself but she speaks before I could move.

“Remove these things.” The woman holds her head high and I feel like I’m about to start shaking from having upset her. Her eyes look over to Neytiri as a means to get her to translate but I’d already stood up at this moment, grabbing my bag, capturing the tsahik’s gaze once more, flinching once Neytiri had opened her mouth as I scooted past her.

“Out! You have done nothing.” I didn’t bother watching the guys scramble as I hear Jake muttering something about them taking a break. I’d taken a liking into Mo’at’s training of the next Tsahik for the Omatikaya and stayed close enough to watch what this Tsahik had been doing but far enough away to give them their privacy if they needed, but with her sturdy work and continual chanting, she’d managed to get Kiri to wake up.

Kiri’s immediate response was to start crying and as Neytiri began to comfort her daughter I could feel the tears welling up in my own eyes. I’d always been a bit sensitive since I was younger, but to have witnessed something like this was like a miracle in and of itself.

That had happened about two months ago, Jake ended up having to talk to me before we left as the Tsahik and Olo’eyktan had wanted to speak with me personally, at that moment I’d believed I’d done something wrong and started feeling nervous, had I been in my human body I would have started sweating profusely but I was metaphorically shitting bricks.

To my surprise the Tsahik had done all of the talking as her husband just watched me, Jake had been there to translate if I needed it but more as my safety cushion, I was surprised to hear that she was straightforward with how I’d managed to capture her attention, how easily I’d followed her instructions without being asked, and how emotional I had been upon seeing Kiri waking up, but she absolutely floored me when she stated that she and her husband had wanted to court me because of a pull she felt for me.

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That wasn’t the last time I had been nervous around her, she was rather rough with her words but I understood that part of it was her placing boundaries between herself and her privacy, but nothing would have prepared me for what would happen when I came into our shared marui with a polaroid camera as it was a human contraption, but my intentions had been set to seeing this as a positive thing, although I wasn’t sure how the conversation would go.

Tonowari would be the most understanding out of the two as he was soft spoken, very kind, and usually won over with a kiss or two, but even then I wasn’t sure how he’d handle this either, I’d actually pulled back the flap of the marui and held the camera behind me as I walked in to the beautiful scene before me.

Tonowari had been gingerly rubbing a fragrant oil on Ronal’s belly carefully, it was the kind that helped ease her pain with the burden of having to carry such a large child, it also smelled very sweet, but I knew better than to think I’d be undetected as the woman had eyes all over her head.

“What have you got there, Paysyul?” She asks without turning her head to look at me and I stiffen my body at the thought of having been caught, I let out a sigh as I remove the object from behind my back and bring it forward instantly, knowing I couldn’t hide this thing behind my back forever.

Tonowari is the first to turn and tilt his head in curiosity, but his nose crinkled as he saw what I had been holding, they had both become familiar with being able to tell what tawtute contraptions were and from the look on his face he was leaning more toward not wanting to know what it was. Ronal easily capturing her husbands disapproval is quick to lift her gaze and settle it on mine, bypassing the camera in my hand and immediately talking to me.

“What have you brought into our home, paysyul?” She asks with a flick of her tail, ears going back as her head tilts slightly, one arm going to stroke the oil on her belly as the other planted on the floor to support her as she leans back a bit.

“A camera.” I stated stupidly as I comment on the device in my hand but feel frozen in fear as I’ve never really had an argument with them before, but I knew I was overstepping an invisible boundary by having brought this thing in here in the first place.

“And why have you brought this into our home?” Tonowari is quick to chime in as one of his hands goes to Ronal’s lower back to give her some support as the two are sitting on the floor, his other just settled on his lap.

“I- I wanted to- to tell you-“ I stopped talking at that moment as my nerves had started getting the better of me and I could feel my throat closing up, my eyes were starting to get wet but not to the point that I would cry- at least not yet.

“Take a breath paysyul, we are not mad, just curious.” Ronal stated sweetly and I could feel the tension leaving my shoulders as I drop them.

“Take a breath and start again.” She encourages and it honestly helps as I take in a deep breath and let it out slowly, feeling my heart beating back to normal and my eyes drying up, my vision no longer slightly blurred.

“This is a camera, we used it back in my home to capture a moment in time, and we saved it forever.” I responded once I’d gotten out of my own head.

“Thats what our stories and song cords are for.” Ronal adds in but is given a look from our mate, I could only bite my lip nervously and looked back down.

“Does this hold a sentiment to you?” Tonowari asks sweetly and waits for my answer, all I could do was nod wordlessly.

“I can- I can show you how it works if you want.”

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“Th-this isn’t what I had in m-mind-“ I moaned as I slowly slid down Tonowari’s member, my hands placed on his muscular abdomen as I lowered myself even more, still having a hard time taking all of him in, I could still feel a slight sting of pain as I was not used to having to ride him as Ronal usually took that roll. But she was busy stuffing his mouth with her cunt as she rode his face instead.

Although she was on his face she was facing me, placing her hand under my chin to keep me form looking down and closing my eyes, I wondered how a woman as pregnant as her could keep such balance but never questioned it as I’m sure she’s had practice after her first two kids, these two were truly insatiable.

I could feel her snaking her arm around my back and grasping my braid, giving it a sensual tug and hearing a moan rip out my lips, she’d brought my kuru close to her mouth and before I could question what was happening, I can feel her tongue on the tendrils of my kuru, having caught me off guard with doing that I slide all the way down Tonowari’s length, taking him to the hilt and moaning with pain and pleasure as Ronal continues to tongue fuck my kuru.

“She’s squeezing around me already,” Tonowari was strong enough to have lifted Ronal off his face just to speak only for her to shush him and slam herself back down onto his mouth.

Whenever I first had gotten my Avatar, I was eternally grateful to be a driver, but once I had to learn the ways of the Metkayina I noticed my Kuru would purposely split in two before the tendrils started going crazy. I even had to ask Norm and Jake if theirs did the same thing as I never recalled anyone else’s doing this, but to my surprise theirs didn’t, it wasn’t until I’d first mated with Ronal and Tonowari that I noticed theirs did the same, it was fashioned in such a way that the three of us could connect ourselves together while being intimate.

Just as Ronal had been done teasing my Kuru, she’d brought it over to Tonowari’s, connecting the two together and allowing me a second to feel everything he had been feeling at this moment, the gentle calmness that washed over me once connecting to him reminded me of sitting at the beach while listening to the waves lap in the distance, closing my eyes as I feel the warmth of the sun. Right when I lifted my hips from his, I could feel a newer connection, as if it were a windy almost stormy day on the beach but every fiber of my being knew everything would be alright, thats what it felt like when connecting to her.

“Oh paysyul you feel incredible, why don’t you try sliding back down on him hm?” Ronal asks as she lets go of our intertwined kuru, knowing that even if they fell to the floor they wouldn’t disconnect unless we willed them to or pulled them off one another.

Right as I slide back down I could feel Tonowari swipe his tongue over Ronal’s cunt and her hips bucking against his mouth, I let out a whimper, tossing my head back as I let out a strangled moan silently thanking Eywa for allowing us to experience what the other was feeling before a sudden flash of light stirs me out of my thoughts.

I raise my head upright, opening my eyes to find Ronal with the camera near her face as she continues looking through the lens of the camera, she then removes the camera from her face as the picture prints out, she gently takes the slip of paper and removes it from the bottom, airing it out to get the picture to develop.

“Look at you,” She coo’s, turning the picture around to let me catch a glimpse, my eyes closed in pure ecstasy, my hands still settled on Tonowari’s abdomen but you could see through the space between my arms with his teal cock buried deep inside my cobalt blue skin. I could feel the purple blush settling on my cheeks at this moment before feeling Tonowari thrust his hips upward, causing a yelp to leave my lips.

“That feels nice, ‘Wari,” Ronal states as she places her hands on his chest, still holding into the camera as she grinds herself all over his mouth. I sneak my hands past hers and grasp the camera, taking a steady hold of it and looking through the lens, snapping the picture right when Ronal had started coming.

Her eyes slightly opened but only the whites were showing, indicating her eyes were rolled to the back of her head, which often happened as she was sensitive from her pregnancy. Her bottom lip sucked in through her teeth as a sinful moan had escaped, her knee’s coming closer together toward Tonowari’s face and her hips slightly blurred due to the speed at which she had been grinding his face with, her tail raised behind her stiffly. A groan coming from the man below her, whose arms had been wrapped around her thighs in an attempt to keep her placed where she was.

I could feel everything through our bond and felt myself tighten around Tonowari’s length once more, stopping to readjust myself, i stead of having my knee’s straddling him, I’d placed the flats of my feet on the floor of the marui, giving me the best position for me to ride him better.

Ronal has a drunken expression on her face as she has felt fulfilled, she gently slides off his face and once she does I can see most of it from the nose down glistening in our mates juices. I smile down at him and use my arm to extend the camera above our bodies, since I was naked and my breast were perked up it was obvious what position I was in, I snap the picture and wait for it to print out, refusing to tear it off and handing the camera to Ronal, having her take a look at the picture as a smile frames her gorgeous face.

“This one is a moment worth savoring, paysyul.” She smiles at me and places the camera down, leaning over toward me and placing her lips on mine, I couldn’t help but grind my hips in an attempt to get closer to her, hearing our groaning partner below, who desperately grasps my hips. Ronal gently places her hand on my cheek and forces her tongue inside my mouth, as I moan I hear the click of the camera, opening my eyes, slowly sucking on Ronal’s tongue and disconnecting from her mouth fully only to see Tonowari holding the camera with a smug smile on his face.

I could only grow hotter at the scene before me as the two of them had now been paying full attention to me, Ronal placing her hands on my breasts and running her thumbs alongside my nipples, a rush of excitement running through me. Understanding what they wanted I lifted my hips up, with the help of my feet, and slid back down forcefully, coming into contact with Tonowari’s hips and moaning loudly, doing that motion once more as I felt Ronal kissing my neck.

“Goodness Paysyul, I’m closer than you think,” Tonowari growls out as he places the camera on the floor, now fully grasping my hips as he lifts me up himself, watching where our bodies were connected as he slams me down, his hips rising to meet mine, and a lewd moan slipping through my lips as Ronal plays with my nipples.

He keeps the same motion going, making me feel like I was seeing stars, accepting my fate as I screwed my eyes shut, allowing my legs to do some of the work as I rose up and slam back down on his hard cock. I swear I could see flashes going off in my vision and other was at this moment I’d no longer felt Ronal’s light touches on my breasts, I couldn’t bear opening my eyes as I felt the same heat spread across my cheeks.

“Fuck I’m close!” I yelled in English and felt Tonowari set a faster pace as I slam i to his cock without faltering.

It felt as though each slam of his cock was taking my breath away and I was struggling to catch it, I could hear my breaths coming in short shallow huffs as his iron grip on my hips keeps me at bay between losing myself and reality.

“Thats it paysyul, why don’t you be a good girl and come for us?” Ronal coo’s from whatever corner of the marui she had been standing in, another flash going off from the camera.

“I’m fuckin’ close-“ I moan out as I attempt to grasp Tonowari’s abdomen for some sort of stability, feeling as though I was dipping down low in a hole that would be impossible for me to dig myself out of.

“Come Paysyul. Paint my cock white with your juices,” He barely manages to get those words out and I can feel my pleasure toed up in a tight strong that knotted right in my stomach. I could feel it taught in my abdomen ready to burst.

“Thats it,” He coo’s at me in an encouraging manner.

“Come for us yawne,” He speaks once more and thats when I reach my limit.

Everything seems to have frozen in time and all I can feel is my orgasm fast approaching completely knocking me out cold.

[cryley]

Petrichor - Part 1

matty healy x reader (fluff) word count: 2.4k A/N: (moved from @cryley-fics where it was originally posted) ♡ Helloooo, it's Ry. This is actually the first fic I've posted on tumblr and also the first fic I've written in 7ish years. I've recently been yanked back into my 1975 obsession and literally can't stop thinking about Matty, so I decided to write again. Please please please be kind since I am v rusty with my writing ♡ ▹ masterlist ▹ part 1 ▹ part 2 ▹ part 3 ▹ part 4 ▹ part 5

I quickly brushed my hands off onto my apron before walking to the back room. Glancing at my watch, I groaned. It was too early to be awake. Well, I didn’t feel awake, but I tried my hardest to appear coherent. My eyes scanned the shelf full of metallic-looking bags until I found the one I needed. 

“Didn’t expect to see you here this early.”

“Good morning to you too, Atlas.” Grabbing the full bag of espresso beans, I chuckled. “I requested this afternoon off.”

Pushing my way back through the swinging door, I plopped the bag on the counter. The cafe was really quiet in the mornings before we opened. It was nice to see it this way before the rush of equally tired people waiting to get their dose of beans.

“Well if you ever want to switch permanently to mornings, I can maybe convince Lansen.” Atlas stood at the end of the counter tying his apron around his waist. 

I liked working the afternoon shifts, but it is nice working morning shifts when you end your shift at noon. Yeah, waking up at 3 am to get ready for work is the least fun thing to do in the world, but it beats retail. 

I shrugged and continued filling the machine with the beans, “When you’re done clocking in, can you finish setting up while I count in the back?”

Looking over to Atlas, he nodded. He didn’t mind staying out front all morning if I’d let him. Paperwork was his enemy. 

We were both some of the only shift leaders at this cafe. Most employees were either underage, newer hires, or simply just didn’t want the responsibility. Atlas was a very charismatic people-person who is perfect for customer interaction while I was…well let’s just say I liked doing back-of-house paperwork. 

Walking over to my side, he bumped my shoulder to give me the queue that he will take over. Before pushing past the door, I switched on the speakers and put on the “manager-approved playlist” which mostly just consisted of repetitive weird piano and smooth jazz.

I placed the register drawers on the desk and got to counting. My head bobbed to the awkward sound of cups clanging and off tempo trumpet. Checking the clock on the office wall, I stood up and sighed.

Jamming the drawers back into the registers, I heard Atlas humming to the speaker’s music. He always seemed too happy in the mornings. I watched him lightly dance around behind the bar as he made iced tea.

“Going to the restroom quickly before we open in 10.”

I untied my already somewhat messy apron and placed it behind the counter before walking off. The bathroom was well-lit and clean. Thankfully the closers did their job yesterday without me around. 

My tired reflection stared back at me in the mirror. In a rush, I could only manage to throw a beanie over my blonde hair and had to skip the contacts today. I pulled off my round wire-framed glasses to give them one last clean before inevitably becoming covered in splashes of coffee during my shift. I already couldn’t wait to go home and shower.

“Got any plans this weekend?” Atlas questioned as I placed my apron carefully back around my waist. 

I grabbed the keys to unlock the front door, “Going to that show I told you about last week.”

“Oh yeah! I forgot that was today. Makes sense now why you are working a morning shift.” He ran his fingers through his messy brown hair while looking at his reflection on a spoon. 

I rolled my eyes and settled into my usual spot behind the espresso machine. Atlas didn’t mind handling the register. More people to make conversation with.

A couple groups of customers came in over the next couple of hours. Most of them left with coffee to go, but some of the regular visitors made themselves comfortable at their usual tables. Atlas and I would sometimes switch positions with me at the register, but he would often chuckle at my fake chipper small talk, so I would make him switch back with me. 

“Hey Y/N! Hey Atlas!”

I finished my last cappuccino for the small crowd of customers and peered over my shoulder.

“Morning Lindsay.” I smiled, grabbing a rag to clean the counters, “Can you take over the bar for me so Atlas can take his break?”

She nodded as I stood behind the register. Atlas lazily saluted to me before disappearing to the back room. 

Lindsay started to clean and organize the drink area while I emptied the old pot of dark roast, so I could brew a fresh batch. It was nice to breathe for a second after the morning rush of customers subsided. 

“I’m going to go get some more beans from the back. Did you need anything?” Lindsay skipped over to the door while her ponytail twirled behind her. 

My finger tapped BREW, “No, I don’t think so. Thank you though Lin.”

I turned back to the register to check the time, 10 am. Only two hours left and I can leave for the week. I decided to use my time off this week after the concert because I never seem to have a reason to take vacations throughout the year otherwise. At least this week I might be able to take a trip somewhere after I recover from the show. 

The cafe seemed to quiet down until the sound of the door closed. I looked out at the now pouring down rain I didn’t realize started during my shift. A man shook off his dark umbrella before walking up to the counter. He had his head down, putting the umbrella away in his bag. He was a bit taller than me and dressed in a long black coat. It was open just enough to see his forest green distressed sweater over top of a white shirt. 

“Good morning.” The man mumbled in an unfamiliar voice.

It almost sounded like he spoke in an accent, but you couldn’t put your finger on it since it was so low and mumbled. 

“Good morning. What can I get for you?” I fidgeted my fingers, tracing over the tattoos on my arm. 

“Uh, a dark roast please.”

He was definitely British. 

I looked up from my hand tracing over the ink on my skin, “I actually just started brewing a fresh pot of dark roast. If you grab a seat at a table, I can bring it to you when it’s finished if you’d like?”

My eyes finally met his. Oh god. I know this man.

His brown eyes stared back at me. The sides of his mouth curled up to form a slight smile.

“Yeah, I’ll be here for a bit. I have some work to do, so it probably won’t be my last cup either.” His hand raised to his curly brown hair to push it out of his face. 

I finally broke eye contact to turn towards the pot of brewing coffee, “It’ll probably be about 5 minutes. Would you like anything to eat? It’s on the house.”

The dark-haired man cocked his head to the side raising his eyebrows, “Well I would love a scone.”

“I’ll bring it to you.”

He pulled out his phone and tapped it to the reader to pay for the coffee, “Thanks.” 

I definitely knew who this man was. I didn’t think I’d be seeing him before tonight. 

I grabbed the scone from the bakery case and placed it onto a plate using some tongs while the man found a seat at the table closest to the front window. I watched him as he took off his jacket and draped it over the back of his chair. He just started to settle down into his spot when I placed the plate on his table.

He cheekily smiled up at me with a wink, “Thank you, love.”

I flirtily winked back at him before heading to check on the brew. I could feel his eyes on me as I walked behind the counter. 

Atlas emerged from the back and placed his apron back on. I checked the clock and replaced the now empty apron hook with my own apron.

“Let me make myself a drink quickly and deliver this man his dark roast before I go on my break.”

Atlas nodded and began to take a couple of lingering orders at the till. 

As I finished pouring myself a hot tea, the dark roast was finally finished. I smiled back at the man at the corner table and realized his eyes never left me. A cup in each hand, I made my way back to the familiar face. 

“Here’s your dark roast.” I placed the cup gently on the table as I glanced down at his tattoos, “Did you need any cream or sugar?”

He caught me glancing and rolled up his sleeves to show off the art, “No thank you, love. I prefer it as is.”

“Nice meeting you, Matty. Enjoy your coffee.”

The man took a break from sipping his drink to look back in my direction. His eyes met mine once more as I blushed through a smile. 

I turned and made my way over to my usual couch in the opposite corner in front of the cafe. I usually took my breaks out on the floor since the back office didn’t get service at all. I could use the hour to catch up on emails. At least I would try to start catching up on emails until I undoubtingly get distracted from my crush sitting opposite me. Placing my tea on the coffee table to save my spot, I rushed to the back to grab my phone and headphones.

“Do you know that guy or something?” Lindsay followed me into the back.

A giggle escaped my mouth, “Not exactly. Just indirectly, I guess.”

She side-eyed me with a cheeky look before grabbing a refill of vanilla sweetener and heading back through the door. 

I could feel the heat rising to my face. Shoving my headphones in my ears, I decided to check the mirror in the office before returning to my tea. Man, I looked terrible. When I had dreamed of meeting Matty before, I didn’t look like I had been run over by a van. Managing to straighten my hair out as much as possible, I took a deep breath and made my way back out to the cafe. Pulling out my phone, I navigated to my music.

“On break” I mumbled over to the others while still staring down at my phone. 

My feet carried me over to the familiar maroon couch until an unfamiliar sight was sat in my spot. Matty. 

“Sorry,” He smirked, “were you going to sit here?”

Speechless, I picked up my tea, “It’s okay. I can sit somewhere e-”

“I’m joking!” He scooted over to the other end of the couch away from the window, “Come sit with me. I could use the company.”

“Didn’t you have work you wanted to get done?”

“It can wait.” He took another sip of his coffee. 

Without much hesitation, I shuffled my way into my seat realizing it was a lot closer to him than it had seemed. I blushed and picked up my tea, eager to take a sip. 

“So you obviously know who I am. Will you tell me about you?” He nudged my shoulder with his own. 

I tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear, “My name is Y/N.”

“Lovely name.”

I smiled, “And after work today, I’ll be getting ready to go to your show.”

“Oh, are you not one of those people who wait outside for hours and hours?” He takes a long sip of his drink, still not breaking eye contact. 

I’m the one to break it first as I look down at my hands and chuckle, “unfortunately I could only get stadium seating. GA was impossible to snag.”

“Oh yeah?”

“And expensive as fuck.” I rolled my eyes at him. 

“Okay, well that isn’t exactly our fault.”

I gave him an accusing look and shrugged. 

“Hey! I promise it isn’t our fault!” He laughed while leaning into my side, “Anyway, you shouldn’t accuse someone of lying when they could get you a side-stage view of your favorite band.”

His body leaning into mine felt like fire flowing through me. He was just a normal person like everyone else. I usually didn’t feel nervous when meeting famous people before. I used to meet loads of my favorite artists back when I went to shows more frequently. Maybe because I was just caught off guard in “the wild”?

“You’re telling me that you could get me side-stage tickets to Phoebe Bridgers?”

He matched my smirk, “Hah Hah. Very funny. I meant my band.”

“Bold of you to assume the 1975 is my favorite band.” I sipped my tea. 

“Your tattoo gave it away.” He lightly grabbed my arm in one hand and pointed with the other. 

I had a lot of tattoos on my arm, but in between some of the larger pieces I had a little box with the words “modernity has failed us” in scribbled writing. 

I immediately blushed. Not just from him noticing my 1975 tattoo, but mostly from the grasp he had on my arm. He rubbed his thumb over the scribbled words decorating my skin. 

“You have a lot of other cool ones too, but I think this is my favorite.” He winked. 

“So uh,” I tried not to stumble over my words, “what else do you want to know about me?”

“A lot actually. I have time.”

“Well, I only have 40 minutes left on my break.” I gestured with my free hand to the clock. 

He let go of my arm to rummage through his bag. I really wished he hadn’t let go. It felt cold and lonely without his warm thumb brushing over my skin. 

“That settles it then,” he handed me his phone, “can I have your number?”

My heart dropped. Is he serious right now? Even if I give him my number, it’s not like he is actually going to reach out to me. 

I take his phone and type my number into the field. I saw that he had already added my name at the top. Y/N (cute barista). 

[hxxseung]

☆ enhypen soft relationship headcanons because i love them smsm

1/7 !! lee heeseung edition

(there’s a lot so bear with me)

!!☆ fluff

so he’d definitely microwave you ramyeon whenever you’re feeling out of it

microwave because he’s afraid of burning something the sweet man

(it happened once he’s never letting it happen again with you)

and like he’d go to the convenience store at like 2am with you

if it meant you being happy to get that one food you were craving

he’d totally pay and then tease you for not paying

but would forbid you from paying

like ever

AND omg he’d get so so so shy whenever you compliment him

i mean he already does

but like

he’d totally get flustered and like all soft :(

i wanna hug him fr :(

FOREHEAD KISSES. you cannot convince me otherwise.

he would cradle your face in his hands and give you a little peck on your forehead, then your nose, then your lips

and then he’d stare at you until you kiss him back

and then get all happy and shiny when you do omg i love him

he would make it his utmost duty to protect you whenever y’all go outside

like even if it’s just to get the mail he would be like

”no i can do it, it’s okay, it’s really early. you stay in bed i can get it for you.”

SCREAMING ILHSM

but he will endlessly poke fun if you sleep in

remember his iland morning call rap?

yes exactly

“it’s morning, why aren’t you awake? if you aren’t awake, what are you going to do?”

he’s the type to fluff up the pillows before going to bed like

he’d say he’s doing it for himself but it’s very clear that he spends more time fixing your pillow

even though you’re both fully aware that you will be on his chest by midnight

200/10 WOULD SING YOU LULLABIES AFTER BUSY/TIRING DAYS

he knows he can sing and he knows you like his voice so he just wants to make use of it to help you omg crying

kinda backhugs like that clip of his hands on jay’s waist?

that but he’s leaning into you and you’re leaning against his chest

he would love you and your body so much he’s just gonna want to cuddle every time you’re both free

at home? cuddle. in the car? hand holding or cuddling if possible. eating? def shoulder leaning.

physical contact is everything

omg and i had this thought that since he’s like a very leader type

automatically assigned the leader role

he’d want to not really lead per se, hee would totally prefer to follow you

because he wants you to feel comfortable in the relationship and he just

trusts you

he trusts you so much that he wouldn’t even try to lead anything big. he’ll nudge towards it but not as much initiation as hint-dropping

relationship-wise and otherwise

he’d have conversations with you while you’re asleep

ask you about your day, reply with how his day went, follow up with meals and check in on hydration/medication

and would say the things he’s too scared to say when you’re awake

for “practice”

boy is fr very thorough with his practice that shit goes on for days

and he pays so much attention to you that he knows exactly how you breathe when you’re really sleeping

so he’ll whisper the harmless, risk-free things when you’re not quite there yet

he would give you little kisses in the places you’re insecure of

corny jokes all the damn time

it’ll take him some time to get comfortable but once he is comfortable he is in his ELEMENT fr like

“am dope”

would never admit he’s not feeling well just for your sake

but would be so soft when you take care of him like he would totally cry :(

he genuinely cannot believe that he could ever find someone like you and would randomly get very emotional

he loves spending time with you

if it’s a hobby or if it’s a restaurant or if it’s something neither of you have ever done and are trying for the first time

he will put in effort to make sure it’s perfect

and would and will fall for you a hundred times again

please please play with his hair :(

he will learn everything about you.

birthmarks, freckles, scabs, scars, favourite jewellery, wishes, pets, family/siblings, who your favourite cousin is, your middle name’s origin

and he’d love all of it

he’d love all of you <3

[dominickeating-source]

Star Trek Magazine Issue #113 (2004)

TRUE BRIT

It's not often you see Brits playing action heroes on US TV, but Englishman Dominic Keating not only gets to wave the Union Jack in Star Trek: Enterprise ,but he also gets to kick alien backside as the show's heroic tactical officer, Malcolm Reed. And with the current season featuring even more action and adventure, the actor reveals to Ian Spelling whether he's enjoying putting the right royal boot into the Xindi...

Dominic Keating was not a major proponent of making changes to Star Trek: Enterprise. He believed that the show was warping along just fine and didn't need the MACOs, the Delphic Expanse, a sexed-up T'Pol (Jolene Blalock) or a name change. He said as much, on the record, while the changes were still in the rumour phase, and again when they were first implemented at the beginning of Season Three. Even now, despite the fact that he appreciates some of the tinkering, he still sounds fairly unconvinced about the necessity to meddle.

"I didn't think we were turning out a bad product," Keating says. "I've watched all of the episodes we've done religiously and I thought that given the constrictions of episodic television, we were turning out a pretty good show. I thought the show was entertaining, well crafted and well acted. And it looked good. Having said that, I can't argue about the last nine or 10 episodes, through the first half of the third season, haven't been better. They have been - perhaps better than the [previous] good ones. So they've really raised the bar from what I felt was a pretty elevated bar already.

I'm not sure what the fan reaction to the changes has really been. My contact with the fans, other than meeting them at conventions, is pretty limited. I do know that the episodes we did a few weeks ago, Similitude , was our highest rated episode since last year. It got a 3.0 national and a 5.0 perfect score, which is pretty big. Millions of people watched that show, and that's a good sign. We only ever get a 2.0, so it tells us that people right in the heart of America liked that show. That's a considerable uptick."

The changes have certainly impacted on Keating directly, with his character, Malcolm Reed, having a lot more to do in the conflict with the Xindi. There's also a nice bit of tension building between Reed and the military force, the MACOs, based on the ship. They usurp his power as the Enterprise NX-01's tactical officer, and trouble seems to be brewing between Reed and the MACO leader, Major Hayes (Steven Culp).

"I'm getting to run around a lot more since we got started in the changes," Keating says. "I've got to jump and duck considerably more. There's a lot more action for me. And I guess that I'm in the show more than I was during the first season and most of the second season. The thing I liked about the first two seasons, in retrospect, was that I got a bone thrown at me at least once or twice a year, with a good solid episode that was just Reed, or with Reed as the A-story. That hasn't happened yet this year and I don't know if it will. I'm not ruling it out, but it seems that the accent is much more on this arc apropos the Xindi, and the race to get them before they get to Earth. And I don't know if there's particularly time in the timeline for a character-driven Reed episode. We'll see. You never know. 

"But just from watching the show, I do like the MACOs," he continues. "I think they are a good addition. I was not sure about it initially, to be honest. I thought it could be a bit hackneyed, but I think they've been well introduced and assimilated in to the show. I think when they are brought online, they add a really good dose of salt and pepper to the action sequences. Where I can look quite athletic and jump and run, I'm not about to break my neck in the process. Most of the MACO guys are our stuntmen, and they'll happily do somersaults over railings all day long. God bless them.

"I can't give too much away, but we're shooting an episode right now with [director] David Livingston at the helm again, and the episode brings to the fore the friction that was first alluded to between Reed and Major Hayes. We'd dropped that conflict for a while, because Reed seemed to be accepting the need for MACOs and the [show's] powers-that-be wanted the characters on the same page. But in this episode, finally the bubble bursts and all hell breaks loose, and Reed and Hayes have a massive fight. It's good stuff."

Shooting not just that fight, but other interactions between Reed and Major Hayes has meant that Keating has spent a good deal of time in the company of Culp. And to hear Keating tell it, he's got no complaints about doing so. "Steven is great," the actor notes. "I actually met Steven while doing a radio play for KCRW about four years ago, think it was. Richard Dreyfus was in it as well. It was a play about one of the generals during the American Civil War, and Steven and I met doing it. And we kept in touch. We also happen to go to the same gym together. So we sort of saw each other over the years and then it was just terrific that he was brought on board to play Hayes on the show. He's great on the show. He's just a very, very hard working actor. He's just come fresh off The West Wing and he was going on to do ER . He'd done a couple of episodes of Lyon's Den, the Rob Lowe show, and he's just a very happening actor around town at the moment.

Not to dwell on the negative, but Keating acknowledges that the Enterprise set was a bit of a gloomy place mid-way through Season Two. The ratings were down. Various magazines were devoting cover stories about ways in which the show could be saved. And several of the actors, Keating among them, worried about their job status.

There were a few weeks, I have to say, where there was the spectre that Star Trek may be in the grasp...in the vagaries of episodic telly, and that we might get cancelled or at least not renewed, just like any other show," he notes. "Scott [Bakula] shook all of our hands the other night and said '66'. I wasn't sure what he meant. I was thinking bingo. He said, 'Episode 66, pal in he can. That's something to be proud of, especially I this day and age, when most shows don't last three days.'

"And it's true," Keating nods. "He's right. I noticed they dropped Tarzan after, what, maybe five episodes? And I know that Skin was cancelled after just three episodes. Skin was a good TV show. It was a modern-day reworking of the Romeo and Juliet story and it was well done. They had some good actors in there, starting with Ron Silver, And it's terrible that nobody is giving anything a chance."

Keating cracks up when asked if Bakula is more often than not the cheerleader on the Enterprise set, the guy who lifts everyone's spirits when they require lifting. "It certainly isn't John Billingsley!" he jokes. "No, I'm kidding. I'm the worrywart. I'm the one who rings up on Thursday morning to see what the ratings were like the night before. I don't know if everyone realises that, but they must because I'm always the one taking command of the fax. "I guess I'm also the cheerleader. I like our show, I really do. I like what we're doing. Scott's much more of the mind that, 'We can only do what we do, and leave it at that.' Connor [Trinneer] is kind of that way, too. I don't know if it's a good thing, but I guess I am [the cheerleader]. You want some sort of stability inside this very dodgy framework, in this business. It's not easy to hold on to. There's just not a lot of time to celebrate the good news. After the ratings came out for Similitude , I went up to Scott and said, 'Great job.' I rang Connor and said, 'Fantastic show, mate. You didn't miss a beat. Really great job.' I don't know that everyone else does that kind of thing. [Director of photography] Marvin Rush tends to come up to you and say, ' I saw yesterday's dailies. That scene with you and Connor is fantastic. You're going to love it.' Marvin watches the show religiously. He sees the dailies and he TiVos the episodes."

Getting into the specifics of Season Three, Keating reiterates his earlier point that while it's true that there's not been a Reed-centric episode per se, Reed's been an active force in several shows. "I've quite enjoyed most of what I've gotten to do this season," he notes. "As I say, I haven't had the big bone thrown at me. But I've been a very good supporting actor this year, if I can say that myself, when I've been called upon to support scenes or do B-lines. I've done a lot of B-lines this season. And I'm happy to be in that place.

"I've been working more hours than the first couple of seasons, but I still get a bit of time out and can do the shopping and get the laundry done and so on. God knows, I think about the rest of the cast and crew, and unless you're married I don't know how you run your life. I really don't. They work 70 to 80 hours a week and the weekend has got to be spent doing laundry, going shopping, then sleeping on Sunday, and it's back to work on Monday. It's pretty gruelling for 10 months a year.

"People who do sitcoms, they have the easiest job in town, mate," Keating laughs. "Once you get down to doing a show in front of a live audience, that's pretty fun. Once you've done it two or three times, then you don't mind the audience. I did a sitcom in England. I did five or six years of sitcom. I'd been in front of a couple of cameras before, but when you're in front of five cameras and 500 people...I was sweating bullets that first time. But once you've done it a few times, it's actually quite enjoyable. Hour-long episodes, that's hard. Matthew Perry just did The West Wing and he said it was quite an awakening for him after having done Friends for so long."

But back to Reed and this season of Enterprise. Keating agrees to offer up some more detail about the episode that finds him butting heads and going mano to mano with Major Hayes. "I think it's going to be called Harbinger ,' " the actor says. "It's going to be for the February sweeps. [Co-executive producer] Manny Coto wrote it. He also wrote Similitude , and I think this one is going to be just as good. He's a really, really welcome addition to the team. I can tell he just loves writing Star Trek . He throws so many balls into the air and then deftly flourishes it into a big ball, with a bow at the end.

"In Harbinger, the Captain suggests that the MACOs give us the benefit of their advanced combat training, and that really gets up my nose. I'm pressed-ganged by the Captain into accepting the Major's proposal, which Hayes had gone behind my back to Archer with, and when the Major tries to figure out the logistics of this training and how it's going to be conducted, I really let him have it. 

"Beyond that episode, I have no idea what's coming up. I get asked 'What's coming up?' a lot and I wish I could answer it whenever somebody asks it. We haven't got a clue. I have no idea. I would imagine that we are going to fight the Xindi for the rest of this season. Whether they decide to take the storyline through to the next season, I don't know. But I have a feeling that the mission is quite important. I think a sense of purpose has got to be introduced. You either stick with the Xindi or you introduce a new mission next season and we go on that arc."

"However, I think just reverting back to episodic, one-hour complete stories won't work at this juncture," he continues. "When I look around at shows like Alias and 24 ,these big shows that seem to be garnering so much attention, they're episodic and you could watch one episode, but its much, much more fun and more meaningful if you're following the story. That seems to be what audiences like at the moment.

"I've got ideas, but I don't want to bug [executive producer] Brannon Braga too much, to be honest." Keating adds as the conversation comes to an end. "He's got enough on his plate without actors ringing up and going, 'What about my character?' So we'll just see. But if I were going to ring Brannon, the only thing I would say was, 'You might flesh him out a bit.' I just don't know if there's time, as I say, in this timeline the show is on right now. I don't know that Reed having a love interest of whatever description or an episode that got into his backstory and added some emotional depth, can happen at the moment. I don't know that there's time. They want to do that story with Trip, and they're really pushing the Trip-T'Pol storyline.

I have to think privately, to myself, ' I'm an English actor on an American TV show and I ain't done too badly,' I'm an English actor not playing the captain on an American TV show, so I'm quite happy with what they give me. You've got to come back down to basics in the end, and that's one of the basics, that I'm a British actor on an American show. And the cheques clear!"

DIRECT CONTROL

Dominic Keating will direct Star Trek: Enterprise one of these days. That's been a goal of his from the get-go. He took a course at the Los Angeles film school and he's been shadowing director's on the Enterprise set. Unfortunately, his plan has taken a little bit of a back seat this season. 

"That's only because I've had so many more hours spent in front of the camera rather than time out to look behind the camera," says Keating, who hopes to write and direct a short film based on a story Scott Bakula told him about his son, Will. "I had some time out. I had a week at one point, but I was sick. I wanted to shadow Robbie McNeill and spend some time in the edit suite, but I got the damn flu and I spent five days banged up here in bed. It was the worst flu I've had in....forever. But directing is still a plan of action, and whenever I'm even just working on set I'm always earwigging the conversations between the director and Marvin Rush and watching the compilation of a shot. Then when I look at the shows themselves, part of me is watching the show and watching performance, but 65-70 per cent of me is watching how it's framed, how it's cut and how it's jig-sawed together.

"I actually did do an episode of a local [Los Angeles public access] show called The Heartbreak Kid ,and it was pretty damn good. Given the strictures of amateur production, it was actually not bad at all. I would do it again in a heartbeat. And I do hope to direct Enterprise eventually."

Source: www.dominickeating.com

[jinlizz-dragondrama]

Ninja Squad

Chapter 10

Operation Sneak into the underground Foot Clan base was in motion. April, Splints, and I plan on sneaking in with the boys to assess the current armor completion situation. April and I are waiting on a rooftop adjacent to the Foot Clan headquarters when Splinter crashes into them in his flying squirrel outfit. Jumping down to meet him, April exclaims while removing her Foot Clan disguise mask. "You didn't leave any goons for me!"

I give her a look of feigned hurt and clutch my heart. "I mean us," April corrects. I giggle and poke one of the goons with my foot.

"We got all jacked up to kick some foot butt and you can't put that feeling back in the bottle!" April angrily says while taking her anger out on an unconscious Foot goon by jumping on him.

"Do not worry, you two, there is plenty more inside," Splints says while gesturing towards an open window.

We made our way toward the location of the dark armor, which was deep underground in a dark and eerie cavern that was illuminated by candles that were placed in a walkway towards the altar that held the dark armor As I peered over the ledge just looking at it made my skin crawl.

Spotting my dads and Draxum admiring the armor, we see that it's almost complete. But one thing is missing-well, I mean four somethings....are missing the boys.

"Where are the boys they should be here by now?" Splints asks while looking around for them

"They know how important this mission is. They'll be here," April says, reassuring Splints

*Meanwhile, at the lair*

Raph is happily dancing towards the fridge and singing about some cake, but as soon as he touches the delicious morsel, he is thrown into a wall from an explosion and is stuck. Mikey starts laughing and congratulations himself on a job well done with his prank. Leo also congratulates his brother and gives his little bro a high five to celebrate... but surprise!! It was a dummy Leo 😏....hehehe and once Mikey's hand makes contact with it, it explodes and sends him flying into a pike of pizza boxes. Leo is sitting in his dad's recliner belly laughing, and the cushion under him explodes, and he's sent skyrocketing into the ceiling and lands hard onto the grated floor.

"And victory, that gentleman is why I am the king of -" Before Donnie can finish his winning monologs, Raph falls onto him, effectively crushing him.

"OK guys, enough messing around, we need to train for Friday's Foot mission," Raph says in his leader's voice

"But today is Friday," Mikey says while emerging from the toppled pike of pizza boxes

No, it's not. It's Thursday. " Leo matter of factly says

"No, it's Friday," Mikey counters

"But the mission is on Friday," Leo says back

"Wait if today is Friday then..." Raph says as he reaches out to touch the teddy calendar, but Leo tries to warn him not to touch it. But it was too late, and an explosion occurred, sending Raph into the projector screen,

causing his panic button to go off.

*Back to the cavern*

We see Splinter's panic button alarm go off, and Splinter wants to retreat, but April and I suggest that we stay to keep an eye on the armor. Once he leaves, a new development happens.

"Start packing up the dark armor. We are moving it to its final location for grand the ceremony," Papa Brutus says

"Moving? Final location? Grand ceremony?" We both look at each other in horror as they place the armor in bubble wrap and boxes.

*Back at the lair*

Splinter arrives at the Lair and sees the destruction the pranks have caused but thinks his sons have been fluffed to pieces. But no, the boys appear from behind the wreckage of the comfy recliner and feather pile with looks of sadness and embarrassment.

Splinter expresses to them...oh no, I can't even say it...his disappointment in the boys 🥺. He walks away defeated towards his room, and one last prank goes off. The boys all go into hiding except for Leo, who claims that he made that one.

While Splinter is wallowing in his shame and disappointment, he gets an idea to look for wisdom in his ancestral scrolls. Once he opens the scroll it glows a florescent green and the Hamato Clan ancestors appear to help guide him on what to do if as he put "What to do if you live your whole life as an action star Lui Jitsu and now the dark armor is almost complete and your sons aren't ready chapter", Phew that was a mouthful.

The boys are in the skateboard room discussing what just happened.

"You know I'm not too worried, I mean, what's the punishment for missing a life-threatening saving mission anyway?" Gotta be pretty lenient," Donnie says, trying to hide how scared he is but trying to come off as confident.

"Relax, everyone has a calendar mix-up now and then," Leo states, reassuring

"Yeah, well, just say sorry, I'll give him my puppy dog eyes, and -" Mikey shows off those gosh darn cute puppy dog eyes, but he's interrupted by Raph

"Puppy dog eyes won't work, Dad isn't mad....he's disappointed," Raph says, defeated

*At a Mystic Grand Central Station*

April and I still in our Foot subordinate disguises are in a line carrying boxes of armor to what looks like a spider train. April turns to see Big Mama in her human disguise and Draxum discussing something. Draxum hands Big Mama now in her original spider form a glowy orb thingy. The line starts to move in front of us while we are distracted trying to pick up what they are saying.

"HEY, YOURE HOLDING UP THE LINE" Cass shouts at us, I'm about to sucker punch her like I used to do when she'd scare me but I hold back and we continue moving towards the train.

"I swear, the greatest threat to this ancient mystic Clan is LINE INEFFICIENCY. now move, PLEASE!" The rest of the line starts moving as she commands.

*Back to the lair* (Anyone else getting whiplash...cuz I am)

When Splinter comes out of his room, the boys are kneeling before him with apologetic looks on their faces.

"Dad, we're sorry, not like our normal, sorry, like for real sorry. Will you let us make it up to you?" Raph says

"Yeah, it's time we grew up and accepted our destiny as descendants of the Tamato Clan," Leo says

"It's Hamato," Donnie corrects

"It is, it is Hamato," Leo says, embarrassed

"We're ready to become the ultimate ninjas dad," Donnie says confidently

"Starting right now," Mikey says as he rips off one of his stickers, and he screeches so loud that astronauts could hears him. Withtear-filledd eyes, he recovers and shows no reaction to the pain he was feeling. Effectively putting a game face on. Splinter takes it as a sign that his boys are finally ready to take the next step.

*Insert training montage*

"This will require great focus and sacrifice. It is time to get serious. You must let go of your childish ways. You must become more than turtles. You must think as one. You must become an extension of the Clan, ready to sacrifice all. Only then will you be ready to fight. The old versions of you will be gone, shed like a skin you will be remade in the image of your ancestors are you ready my sons?" Splinter says in his dad and mentor voice.

"Yes, sensei," the boys say in unison.

*On the mystic Spider Train*

April and I sneak around, but before we could get anywhere, Papa Lui spotted us and took our boxes. I hid behind April, trying to make myself as small as possible just in case he somehow recognized me.

"Uh, where are you moving it?" April asks, and I face palm myself, knowing how Papa Lui cares about people asking what the goings on are and knowing he might go on a tangent. But it's slightly not what happened.

"Thank you for asking. People take very little interest in our work, and I'm quite proud of it. Now then, I'm putting the armor in the front car where it will be safe." He gestures to the circular door at the end of the train car that next to Papa Brutus, who is sleeping soundly.

April and I share a knowing look suggesting that we regroup with the boys and Splinter. But before we could leave the doors to the train, slam shut, and a bunch of locks appear on the doors and windows.

No escape 🥺

He pats us on the head, and the train starts to move.

"Don't panic, don't panic," April says

"I'm not panicking you are," I say while biting my nails nervously and thinking of a plan

April gets an idea and hits her panic button, Donnie's voice is all but screams that our panic is very important to him. The force of his loud message rips off our Foot Clan disguises, leaving us I'm our everyday clothes. Which is just a black hoodie, purple leggings, and white sneakers for me with Mt hair in a long braid down my back. The bits and pieces of our clothes fall onto Papa Brutus, which wakes him up. We try jimming the door open to no avail and look for a place to hide.

*On top of a building*

The boys land Onto the building greeting Splinter in a very ninja way, which brings tears to Splinter's eyes. He quickly wipes the tears away, and Donnie alerts the team that April's panic button is going off, but he turns off the notification.

Splinter realizes that we are in trouble

"OH no, April, Aqua, the armor! Training over you all pass, graduate, you are ninjas now, hip hip horray, we go!"

*On the train*

We successfully found a hiding spot... too bad it was up against the ceiling of a moving train! April's panic button was left on the ground,and Papa Brutus found it and alerted Papa Lui to its findings. My legs and arms start to jiggle from the strain of holding an awkward position, and sweat starts to trail down April's face.

The boys have caught up to us with the turtle tank. Splinter instructs them to climb onto the top of the tank and wait for his command to jump. Once he gives the command the boys land on the now unshimmered sleek metal frame of the train and a green portal opens which slightly causes them to panic.

We are still hiding in the ceiling but April's sweat droplet want to poke a little fun and land on Papa Brutus head. He sees us and reaches up to grab us while doing his evil laugh. Luckily he couldn't sew my face due to a well placed shadow, before he could grab us the boys jump through a hatch and Mikey hits him with his kusari-fundo knocking him out cold. We jump down landing on my Papa, when we look up we realize that the boys look different....more ninjaish. I was kind liking the new look on Donnie. But snapping myself out if it while April is having an EXE brain error Donnie asks about the location of the dark armor which I explain its at the front car. We make our way through a dining car and are stopped by a door with a bunch of colorful eyeball buttons.

How do we get to the front with no doors?" Raph says while trying to push the door open. But he gets an idea to touch one of the buttons to see what happens. We pile onto him and get sucked into the door. They land gracefully while April and I land Onto of each other with a thud. I see that the car we are on is a relaxing spa one and inhale the refreshing scents with a gleeful sigh.

"Okay, let's stay calm keep our minds clear and think of a plan" Raph says while they sit crisscross apple sauce while thinking.

That's when the rose-colored glasses break from my scent induced namaste and I start freaking out with April about the boys thinking about a plan.

Donnie well being Donnie figures out that each button is tied to a different car. I look at Donnie with a "no really" kind of look. So it was then decided that we will try them all. Raph instructs Donnie, Mikey and I to take a shot,both of us holding onto Donnie we go from car to car.

"Here"

"No not here"

"Here"

"Not here either"

"Here"

"Negative"

"No dark armor"

"Nope"

We ended up in a exercise room car where we spot both Papa Lui and Cass.

"Turtles you must be the infiltrators" Papa Lui says while I sneakily make my way to the other side of the car to figure out wgivh button to push next.

I'm gonna enjoy breaking every single bone...is there something different about you two? Cass questions

"Yea they are even lamer than before" Papa lui says while high fiving Cass

I roll my eyes at the horrible attempt at a burn, Donnie throws a huge heavy weight disk at them that misses them and barely misses me as I move out the way.

"Watch where you're throwing stuff Donnie!" I shout while clutching my chest trying to calm my thumping heart.

"S-sorry Y/N" Donnie says while slightly panicking because of my reaction but he knew it wouldn't hit me....like 98% sure....

This drew the attention of Cass and Papa Lui.

"Y/N?" They both say shocked

I slowly and awkwardly pull up my hood to hide my face as I turn around to look at the buttons again.

Mikey throws his kusari-fundo and tn all four start fighting. Meanwhile April and Leo are having their own situation and Raph is playing inie minie mynie mo (probably spelt it wrong) but before he could hit the one he lands on he's intercepted by one of the macho knight fighter.

Back to Donnie, Mikey and I as soon as I'm about to choose one myself Cass gets knocked into a gravity leaver and we start floating around.

"HEY, HEY! You guys are gonna pay for this!" Cass shouts as she floats around.

I couldn't help but not laugh at the situation, in the middle of my chuckle fest Mikey grabs Cass with his Kusari-fundo and sends her flying into the door with buttons and she gets portaled to another train car. The chaos ensues everyone is being thrown around from car to car. And each person fighting or not fighting *couch cough* Raph and Cass I'm talking to you. Leo and Raph end up in a train car where a Mysrit Taxes presentation is being held...big yawn. But apparently talking isn't a option or you'll face dire consequences which may or may not involve broken limbs. Soon a plan was made with Raph and Leo making it back to April in the freezer car. They ninja mind meld which mind boggles April. Leo and Raph send the Foot Clan main Trio and the two macho knight fighter guys into the Taxes presentation and Papa Lui makes the mistake of calling it boring and they get sent to oblivion.

We finally make it to the front car with the Dark armor. But a scary and evil voices bellows from the darkness that surrounds us and we all freeze with fear. The boys turn around and purple tentacles appear behind April and I.

"April!" Raph shouts as he reaches for her but its too late and she's pulled into the darkness.

Then I'm grabbed next but Draxum now knowing to some extent how strong I can be he quickly and tight grabs me and his a nerve blocking area that makes my body go limp. But before I get pulled away I quietly say "Donnie..." my vision goes dark and I feel myself being pulled back. Donnie attempts to run after me but they are captured as well.

What will happen to us? Fund out in part 2 😋

[chirpingfromthebox]

Post Finals Game 5 Press session with PWHL coach Ken Klee

You can find the full interview here! Even if you prefer the transcriptions to watching the videos, popping over there to just drop them a like or a nice comment can go a long way to helping them out.

Transcription is under the break.

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REPORTER: Ken, just tell us what the vibe’s like in the room and how the team’s feeling?

KEN KLEE: They’re obviously feeling great. I’m letting them enjoy it, do their own thing. You know, for me it’s stressful because I want them to do their best, I want them to do well, I want them all to succeed and be able to experience this kind of feeling. I told them this morning that I got a text from an old teammate who told me 30 years ago tonight we won the Calder Cup in the American Hockey League. And it’s not someone I talk to very often, but it’s awesome to hear from those guys. And I said, Girls, this is what you want. It’s not about the trophy or a ring or anything like that. It’s about having the connection with people that you’re gonna have 30 years from now. So that’s why we want to go out and do our best tonight.

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REPORTER: The highs and lows of this playoffs for your team have been significant from the semifinals series against Toronto and of course this series, have gotten it done in game 5 both times. What can you say about the journey and what that says about your group?

KEN KLEE: Yeah, I mean, they’re just a resilient group. They believe in the system, they believe in each other, and when you have that you have a chance at success. It’s really just a testament to them. I can put out a game plan, but they have to buy in, they have to believe in each other, and they certainly did that. They played outstanding tonight.

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REPORTER: Coach, not that long ago you were minding your own business, your phone rings, and your life changes. What was it like to walk into a room, knowing the players a little bit, not knowing what needed to happen? Take us through the process of then to now.

KEN KLEE: It’s almost a surreal moment. To kinda get the call and a day later be in a room walking in, and hey here’s the new head coach. Actually I had some familiarity with Kendall [Coyne Schofield], Lee [Stecklein], Nicole [Hensley], Kelly [Pannek], you know, kind of our core leaders. From that stand point I definitely felt comfortable. I was coming there for them. Coming there to help them because they deserve it and they worked so hard to have their own professional league. You know, have a chance to be a paid professional and to travel right, to have the right trainers, equipment, staff, everything to be professional. So for me it was huge. And it's obviously an honor to just help them reach their goals.

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REPORTER: To learn the league, to learn what it took to win in the league, to learn the strategy that fit your players’ skill sets. How long was it before you really felt comfortable? I know a coach has to feel comfortable in their own skin, but in the skin of PWHL Minnesota?

KEN KLEE: Yeah, I just think for me it was a little bit different, because I didn’t realize how competitive it was going to be. I didn’t realize the parity, that every team- I quickly saw that every team had 6, 7 national team players. You start looking at the numbers, a lot of one-goal games. Every night feels like a Canada-US game. The physicality of letting them play full contact. It’s different for all of them. I mean, it’s teaching a 30 year old how to take a check, how to give a check, and go night after night.

We just had 10 games in 22 days, which they’ve never done that. I mean, that’s a full NHL playoff schedule. It’s unbelievable. It’s awesome for them. It’s phenomenal.

R: In addition to which, the length of this season, the number of games, the number of practices. This is a new phenomenon for these players to experience. What didn’t we know about how challenging it was for the players just to stay in it for this long?

KK: I mean, to stay healthy is part of it. You know, I talked to a couple of my players about like practicing and that I needed her to practice harder. And I need them to do things sharper. And one of the comments I got right away was, well coach I haven’t practiced in almost 2 years. So since she had left college she had not ever had a regular practice schedule. So to get out on the ice with me every day, where I’m demanding on them to sprint and make hard plays every day, it was good, but obviously it took some time. So I think for them it was an adjustment period. But that’s my job. It’s great to coach players that want to get coached and they definitely wanted to get coached.

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REPORTER: Coach, I’m gonna ask you about a few of your players. Taylor Heise is MVP. Over the course of the playoffs she really sparked the offense and made game 5 when your back was against the wall and continue it through the finals. What can you say?

KEN KLEE: Yeah, I mean, she was tremendous in the playoffs. I think she had a pretty tough first year. As a rookie season it’s a different grind when you come out of college and you come to pro hockey. I think she’d be the first to say that she had her ups and downs during the year. Not a great regular season, she got injured. She had some things with that, and she had to be on every night. She’s never played in a setting before where if she’s not at her best you’re gonna be able to tell. So I think that kinda grew on her and then as the playoffs came around all of a sudden she started finding her game. She had some great chemistry with Michela Cava and Kendall obviously. And then you can just see her confidence growing. And the three of them together were just an awesome trio.

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REPORTER: And of course your goaltenders. The tandem. You’ve played with Maddie Rooney and Nicole Hensley throughout the season, but these playoffs are a greater example of their ability to step in.

KEN KLEE: I mean, they were both awesome. They were great for us all year. You know, I rotated them most of the year knowing that, hey, we need both of them. We’re gonna need both of you the whole way. And Maddie was an absolute rockstar in the first round. And Nicole got in and she started pitching shutouts. She then she went 5 periods worth of shutouts. For me it was a no brainer to go back to her again tonight. And for her to pitch another shutout? You know, I’m just super happy. I’ve known her since she was a high school kid. She played at Foothills in Colorado. I’ve coached at that same association. I’ve known her a lot of years. And I’m just so happy for her.

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REPORTER: You’ve spoken at length about your captain Kendall Coyne Schofield before Game 5, but now to have seen her having raised the Walter Cup and just everything that she’s gone through in the last year.

KEN KLEE: I mean, she’s a force of nature. Like I said last night, she’s awesome. Just a phenomenal person, phenomenal leader, phenomenal player, phenomenal mom. I mean, she’s just been lights out for us this year in everything she does.

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REPORTER: What will this mean to the State of Hockey? We had 13,000+ fans hoping to see the trophy won on Sunday, but they’ll certainly be there celebrating with you on your return.

KEN KLEE: Yeah, they’re gonna be excited. I know- I was told, Minnesota hadn’t had a championship team since, I think it was ‘92? Maybe the Twins and Kirby Puckett? So for them, I’m just so happy for all the fans that we’ve had all year. For all the great hockey people there are in Minnesota. You know, the State of Hockey. I know they’re gonna be ecstatic. I heard it was announced at the Twins game tonight at the Target Center and the people went crazy, which is awesome. It’s just great to have the support and obviously they love hockey and I'm obviously a big fan as well.

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As a Minnesotan I feel obligated to correct Ken Klee on a couple points here from that last question. He's not a local, so I don't blame him, but he was fed some bad info.

First of all, whoever told him that Minnesota hasn't had a championship team since 1992 doesn't pay enough attention to women's sports, because our WNBA team the Lynx have won 4 championships: 2011, 2013, 2015, 2017.

Second of all, the Twins play at the Target Field. The Timberwolves and the Lynx both play at the Target Center. And I get it, they're both in downtown Minneapolis and we've got Targets all over the friggin' place here. But to be fair, both the Twins and the Lynx were playing that night and both of them announced the PWHL victory.

[quetzalpapalotl]

hey barbie will you tell me about arcee? i only know her from transformers prime and the occasional screencap <3 🌸🦋

Yes!!! I always want to talk about Arcee, and I mean IDW1 Arcee, which I assume is the one you’re talking about. She is great, she is the best character in IDW1. So since you know nothing about her, let me give you the rundown of her character. Keep in one that the stuff with her during phase 1 is, uh, not good, but as of phase 2 when she became a character in John Barber stories she was greatly expanded upon and recontextualized.

Ok so, she is old as dirt, like over 10 million years old. She was forged male in a time where Cybertron was a bunch of scattered tribes and her and her twin brother Galvatron where enslaved gladiators to a Prime (which seemed to just be a title for a tribal leader at this point) who had to play blood sports to eat. This is going to leave one with a lot fucking issues, but she was really good at it. But then Megatronus (later Prime) shows up and frees them and Arcee and Galvatron join the 13 Primes in uniting Cybertron.

Things seem like they’re going to be fine, but Arcee is not so sure. Then the 13 Primes decide to spread the Cybertronian civilization across the universe, which is called colonization, which is a bad thing. When Arcee realizes what she’s part of she feels like shit about it. Then the 13 Primes have drama and break up, some of them die, some of them fuck up, Cybertron falls into chaos in what’s called the First Civil War until Galvatron’s new bestie, Nova, shows up and unites Cybertron again.

While Arcee is trans we don’t know when exactly she started to realize that a male identity wasn’t how she felt on her spark, but we do know that is something she struggled with. I don’t think this is helped by the fact that at some point people Cybertron kinda… forgot about gender, so everyone was just male by default (not in the colonies, but by this point Cybertron had lost contact with them). So not only is she seen as something she isn’t, the thing that she is something people have lost any frame of reference for even though Arcee knew people like her before. This must be extremely alienating. Add to that that Arcee explains that she has always have trouble connecting with people (because Autism), so the poor girl must have felt very, very alone.

Arcee ends up volunteering to have some kind of gender affirming surgery with this mad scientist called Jhiaxus, who then just does malpractice on her, doesn’t provide proper aftercare and is seemingly disappointed that Arcee doesn’t fir his idea of what a female Cybertronian should be. This sort of breaks Arcee and turns the thing that she’s best at (murder) on Jhiaxus. But Jhiaxus leaves with Nova Prime and Galvatron in yet another expansionist mission and disappear, so Arcee is left trying to find traces of Galvatron across the galaxy and getting rid of his creations.

After the Autobot-Decepticon civil war broke out, Arcee seems to be allied with the Autobots (but we are later left to understand she never joined proper), which makes sense as the Decepticon ideology of mechanical superiority is a sore spot for her. But she’s mainly focused on tracking down Jhiaxus. At some point she meets fellow trans woman, Anode, who says she can help her, but Anode disappears before she can get any real support. Which also doesn’t help her mental state, but at least know she’s sure none of the stuff with Jhiaxus was her fault and is more eager than ever to kill him and will kill everyone that gets in her way.

I think that Arcee is justified in everything she’s ever done. But apparently the Autobots don’t agree with me, they see Arcee as some weirdo, blood thirsty murderer that went crazy because of Jhiaxus, so they put her in jail, and later free her because they need their help. She eventually manages to finally catch Jhiaxus and because of plot reasons, he’s in a state of undead where Arce gets to kill him over and over and over again. This was a very therapeutic experience that allowed her to think about stuff and clear her had.

So after the war ends and Bumblebee and co. are having trouble maintaining the harmony between the Autobots, Decepticons and neutrals on Cybertron, Arcee has now come to the conclusion that a better world must be possible, so she tries to work towards that even if the only thing she really understands is violence. Arcee seems to hate herself and her own race for being like this,  she thinks that whatever world they create won’t have a place for her, that her fate is to die in a battlefield, but still she tries, because it’s what must be done.

At first she works under Prowl because he makes sense for her, until she realizes he sucks. She also tries to connect with Sideswipe because she thinks they’re similar, but Sideswipe keeps denying any closeness because he wants to consider himself better than her. Arcee has internalized the idea that things like friendship are just nor for her, but the truth is that she does crave connection to people, but she struggles with it because she’s socially awkward, doesn’t really get how socialization works and everyone is stuck with the idea of her as a crazy murder lady and keep denying her any interiority.

The only person that seems to get her is Galvatron, who is causing trouble again after coming back and almost ending the universe twice. Like a good brother who was with you during your formative years he does understand Arcee but that doesn’t mean he sympathizes with her and uses his knowledge to ger under her skin and manipulate her. Imagine only being understood by the worst person alive, that sucks. She will later let Optimus kill him and have conflicted feelings over it.

Optimus, at least, does give Arcee a chance and seems to like her. Arcee is not impressed by him because again, she’s old as fuck, she knew the original Primes, but OP seems to appreciate this. Arcee ends up becoming sort of his right hand woman and seems to stick with him both because she’s still trying to help create a better world and also to keep an eye on him since OP is doing a lot of questionable stuff that rings a bell on her head. Which includes using his Prime clout to get a bunch of wide-eyed colonists (by this point, they have made contact with the old colonies again btw) to join him.

One of those people being Aileron, a very sweet girl who grew up with idealized stories about the Primes and has no context of what war is actually like and will have to face reality. Despite everything Aileron matures a lot and is able to keep her head and see things from a different perspective. She doesn’t see Arcee as a crazy murder lady because to Aileron all the veterans are messed up, and honestly Arcee probably looks better than average since she has been putting a lot of work in changing her ways and her straightforwardness allows her to not get caught up in the same things other people do.

So Aileron and Arcee bond, Aileron shows Arcee a lot of sympathy when Arcee is upset because Sideswipe is in critical condition, and she’s not intimidated by Arcee or the idea that she’s crazy. Eventually Sideswipe dies but before that he does apologize to Arcee and thanks her for being there for him. Arcee is sad but also happy that he could make peace before the end, which allows her to get more at peace with herself. Aileron is there to help her and she will keep insisting she’s there to catch Arcee. When Arcee finally internalizes the idea that she’s not alone, she kisses Aileron and they become a couple.

Then Unicron shows up, who turns out to be a creation of a scientist from the planet in that first colonization expedition Arcee took place in. He’s here to eat all Cybertronian colonies. It seems that maybe is better if he kills them all, after all Cybertronians seems to be stuck on a never-ending cycle of violence and they’re all here because of it. Arcee thinks that she herself does deserve to die.

When it comes to either Optimus or Arcee to sacrifice themselves to activate the thing they need to stop Unicron, Optimus tells Arcee to go, while he’s stuck as a symbol of war, Arcee has managed to move past that and she has someone to return to. Optimus dies to bury the legacy of Primes with him so the Transformers can move on. Arcee, who has been there since the beginning and spent most of her life knowing nothing but violence, proves that change is possible and ends the continuity teaching about new generations about the importance of trying and having hope in the future. She is happy.

I love her, she’s better than everyone else. I would die for her. Do you understand me now, Leo?

[vanoefucks]

el: 6, 10, 12, 16, 30, 39 / fennel: 3, 7, 11, 15, 17, 24 / 19 for both of them and also nalfein pls gimme the crossover lore

omg ok this is gonna be a lot >:)

EL:

6. What weather does your PC prefer? Why?

Overcast/stormy days were a fave before the game because of the gloomy atmophsere they gave & it made it easier to fall into the shadows while tracking his bounties. Post game they're a fave because on the stormiest of days he's able to be outside with Astarion with some caution.

10. How does your PC fidget?

He will forever be fiddeling with his weapons they are rarely ever in their straps if they've stopped for a break.He runs his fingers over the edge of his blades/spins his arrows around before the others tell him to put them away. Just likes to keep a hand on a weapon at all times.

12. If your PC had to set up a date, what would they plan for it?

He is sooo inexperienced with dating, hasn't had many people he could say he's 'dated'. Would not have much of a clue when it comes to typical dating rules/ideas so would probably just try to spend doing something they both enjoy, or taking a walk through a quiet part of town before going home for a nicer dinner than normal. any time spent together is considered a date to him he is big on quality time.

16. What scents do you associate with your PC? 

He would always be smelling of dirt/various plants that he's been tending to for his poisons which luckily to most would just have them think he's a keen gardener. through the game though blood sticks to his clothes, the materials he wears dont make for the easiest to clean and back in the city he got his work done without coming into contact with blood usually.

30. How does your PC flirt? 

badly no but he doesn't have the best charisma and any flirting he's done in the past relied more on looks than his words but again he's not too practiced or interested in flirting and was sort of stumbling through the affections of Astarion & Halsin. his approach is to just keep things going if someone comes onto him.

39. What would your PC put on their pizza? 

he is a plain guy he only vibes with a margarita like me

FENNEL:

3. How would your PC describe themselves?

I dont think he would know how to really. Not past the physical traits. probably unlucky if anything.

7. So if your PC had a car what kind of car would it be

after failing his test a few too many times he would get some random second hand that he doesnt totally hate the look of. preferable a grey one but he would not be a massive car person.

11. How does your PC show affection?

words! when it comes to platonic affection and lots and lots of touch with a partner. He ends the game pretty much attatched to gale at the hip. hes just tall enough to rest his chin on gales shoulders if he hugs him from behind & he loves sitting close enough for their legs to touch around the fire.

15. How does your PC feel about marriage? Weddings?

the moment gale said ily and showed him waterdeep Fennel was writing his vowes in his head. he finds two matching bands and keeps them in his pocket for the rest of the game. he worries about his past all through act 1 & 2 and once he finds out who he was and has the support of the others it gives him the confidence to put it behind him and he knows that he wants a meaningful future with gale, even with the small amount of time theyve spent together.

17. What are your PCs favorite fruits?

Blueberries. he'll gather a whole basket and eat them in one evening.

24. If your PC found a book that detailed their whole life, from birth to whatever death they’ll have, would they read it and why? 

I think he would hate read his durge days. remince over the span of the game skipping him killing alfira and stop the moment the book catches up with the present.

19: What is your PC’s Pokemon Gym Leader type and Signature Pokemon?

El would lead a poison type gym & his signature would be a Scolipede

Fennel would lead a pyschic type gym & he would have a Gallade

Nalfein would predictibly lead a dark type gym & his signature would be absol

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If you're still doing character dynamic asks: 6, 10, and 13 for Calaba and Palina?

(character dynamics ask game) OUGH... these two... really really really good pair. fuck. admittely not one that has gotten a lot of screentime for me but the potential here is INSANE

6. what does A think B thinks of them? or, if asked to describe their relationship, how would they do it? are they right?

HMMM. well i think to start out with the easier one, palina probably assumes calaba thinks of her the same way the rest of the clan does: as a failure who's mostly still in her position out of a combination of nepotism and pity. calaba, as the oldest warden by a HUGE margin, is i think also the most conservative in terms of clan matters. if any of the wardens were going to get on palina's case about training growlithe, it would probably be either her or maybe gaeric. palina was also prrrobably one of the ones to first bridge the idea of trying to get the leaders to form a truce? which. i'm not really sure how calaba felt abt that, tbh. but to sum up, the vibe palina gets from calaba is "you are actively failing the pearl clan."

which... is not entirely incorrect, but it's not fully correct either. i think while calaba is frequently frustrated by palina (and. most of the other wardens tbh) she also feels a little bit of... hope? that she does not like to fully acknowledge, and certainly not voice, but. that maybe them being a little "softer" and more willing to collaborate and admit/allow weakness isn't such a terrible thing. maybe it'll make for a better world. if nobody comes along to take advantage of that all first, of course

otoh i think... calaba wonders a lot what palina thinks of her. like, palina obviously respects her, but they just think so differently like. conceptually. about everything. does she think she's ignorant? out of touch? has she done a good enough job actually teaching her everything she needs to know? i imagine since palina was also a candidate for leader those two must have had some sort of mentor figure dynamic going on, in the past if not currently. and i think palina wants calaba's approval, but also can't bring herself to be as strict with the other wardens and irida and growlithe as calaba wants her to be, and isn't fully willing to bend on that issue for her approval. it's a kind of very frustrating situation on both sides

10. how well does A think they know B? are they correct?

-as just mentioned i think calaba would have been a primary teacher to palina for a while, so i imagine she does know her very well, but like... a younger version of her. that perhaps has not been updated in a while. look, when you're almost 100, everyone looks like a little kid, alright. and she doesn't really feel like palina can have possibly changed enough to deserve revisiting her assumptions about her.

otoh palina would be unwilling to actually claim she knows calaba very well, but uh. that close contact learning each other goes both ways! while palina may not fully understand calaba internally, she can predict her pretty damn well.

13. if A needed help, how likely would they be to ask B for it?

ooh, thiiiis is a tough one... honestly i think they'd both be reluctant to. palina because she doesn't want to open up whatever inevitable lecture/argument/etc, calaba bc she doesn't want palina to think she needs it. yanno.

[frodo-with-glasses]

4, 10, 15 of Aragorn and Sam, if it hasn't been done yet

4. “My favorite thing about them”

Oh man, it’s so hard to pick just one thing. I’m always a sucker for the friendships with strong contrasts: we have Sam, who is very small and soft and simple and barely book-learned and hasn’t gone very far from his home ever in all his life; and we have Aragorn, who is tall and dark and rugged and has wandered many lands that Sam will never see, has forgotten words in more languages than Sam will ever know, and grew up among Elves and figures of legend that would make Sam’s jaw drop upon eye contact. Aragorn is forgotten royalty; Sam is a gardener. Aragorn is a fearsome warrior; Sam is a gardener. Aragorn has the blood of kings; Sam is a gardener.

But the fun of the contrast-y friendships is watching the characters discover and connect over what they do have in common. Sam and Aragorn both have servants’ hearts, and a desire to do what’s right, and a love of stories, and concern for Frodo. It’s that last one that really tips the scales of Sam’s opinion; no one who’s that invested in the wellbeing of Mr. Frodo could be all that bad. In the end, Aragorn becomes a mentor that Sam will happily follow, and someone he readily trusts.

Maybe that’s my favorite thing about them. The way that Aragorn earns Sam’s trust, wholly and completely, when they seemed so very different from each other at first, and the happy bond of a worthy leader and a devoted follower that results.

10. “A song that reminds me of them”

Last time I was asked this, I said “Dear Fellow Traveler” by Sea Wolf, and I think I’m gonna stick by that. I am slow to find new songs. ;-P

15. “If I would want to be friends with them”

Abso-frickin’-lutely 💚

FRIENDSHIP ASK GAME!

[jarperart]

SOOO...Let's Make a raid Boss

Hey, jarper here. I'm back

So, I was bored and wanted to work on a new OC, and this might be a fun post to explain how I work on some oc. The process is pretty straightforward and more on trying to get things like coloring right and making sure the themes are a good idea with the oc. Plus, the biggest part is if they fit into the role I gave them.

OK, so who is this guy? Quick summary, Nilox is a powerful High Priest among hellhounds, with exceptional skills in demonic magic and weaponry. He is a giant-maned dire kitsune with 12 tails and antlers and can bend reality within 10 meters. He enjoys learning about people. Hes fun at parties. 

But let's get to the first part, when designing some of my ocs, I like to draw a headshot. Manly to make sure of the colors and themes. Also, due to some things like commissions and ArtFight, the most important part. 

So, this is where I get ideas some art, Pinterest, google, and my favorite and the most Coolors. Coolors it is really handy for the starting color pallet. 

So, the idea Is a hell present, I took some ideas from my other hellhounds. also Mixed some satanic and catholic elements into the design. For example, the collars are inspired by catholic priests. and the color pallet was a mix between priest clothes and silver foxes.

With some work, the headshot is done, but it's just the beginning, next I normally do the first fullbody, this is where I basically dubbel down on the themes and color palette as well as the bread or spices. Sometimes, I just dash the old idea if it doesn't work with the headshot or color themes.

 Also, I work on the anthro, version as well. 

Ok, the fun begins

Let me answer a question: Why is he so big? One answer 

But for real, Big oc are fun to draw, and The idea was:

A. to fit his role with the House of Judgment 

B. What if hes a raid boss idea.

So... what next, namely with the description. This took me a few days, mainly brainstorming and getting ideas. Gramerly is a big help with this. 

Here's what I got 

Among the esteemed cohort of hellhounds, Nilox, the High Priest, is held in high regard and occupies a high-ranking role as a leader within the House of Judgment. He's excellent with demonic spells and knows and forged a small arsenal of weapons, making him a powerhouse among his peers. He carries his book that has the essence of souls that he uses to amplify his power if needed. Besides hes role, he sometimes works with The War Cult and House of Witches when needed.

His power to some is horrifying, with the ability to mind control and possessed even some titans and celestials whit psionic attacks. As well as reading the sins of a mortal and forcing them to remember them all at once.

also, his fire magic ( not as good as Jack The Demon King or Kalama: the fire bearer) is much more powerful than most celestials. He can burn the souls of mortals that he deems deserving. If that doesn't work, he uses his weapons or forged artifacts.

 He's more curious about some things that he doesn't know about. He enjoys learning about people and what makes them tick. Some people (if they are not lucky) might be somewhat tortured if he feels like it.

Besides that, he enjoys leasing to stories that people have.

 Nilox is a giant maned dire kitsune, his fur has diffident shades of gray and white. he also has a set of antlers. around 98 feet tall. Bing a kitsune, he has 12 tails. He will grab and pick up people with them. Even though he can crash people with them, he prefers not to. also, he can set things on fire that his tails are holding or warped around. Also, his psionic abilities can be stronger than those that his tails make contact with. 

Also, in a 10-meter radius, he can bend reality, but not as intense as gods like Asher, Toria, or Megara. But, it's more apparent if the person has a sin that he knows about. 

After that, I send this to a few friends to get their idea and put it in his toyhouse. 

That's about it. keep in mind I'm looking to see some feedback so I keep it in mind for the next oc I work on. 

From me to you,

Jarper

[chocopinda]

Tagged by beloved @michaelmandog

1. Are you named after anyone ?

I'm named after a book as far as I'm aware. My second name is very masculine which I greatly enjoy, it references a family member.

2. When was the last time you cried ?

Yesterday.

3. Do you have kids ?

Nope and thank god.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot ?

I honestly don't really know, I know some of my friends use it a lot and sometimes it flies over my head which they find very entertaining.

5. What’s the first thing you notice about people ?

It feels a little shallow to say but I probably notice clothes first. It's just something that interests me. Probably has something to do with me being bad with eye contact as well ;').

6. What’s your eye color ?

Light brown/hazel I think.

7. Scary movies or happy endings ?

Oohh this is a hard one. I love fun comedies just as much as anything scary or tragic I think. Yeah sorry, I won't be able to pick just one.

8. Any special talents ?

I've had multiple people say that they find my presence comforting, I'm honestly not sure why and in hindsight I wish I'd have asked why. I can put Ikea furniture together on my own that'd require two people according to the manual. I genuinely don't know any talents I might have.

9. Where were you born ?

A little town in the South of the Netherlands, with how small the country is I won't be getting anymore specific since that'd be pretty much akin to giving my address.

10. What are your hobbies ?

So many. Drawing being my big passion. I also like to tinker with my desktop, play Magic the Gathering and Dungeons and Dragons. I like reading too but I've not done much of that lately, I like horror/thriller the most but I've read lot of fantasy as well. I enjoy a little bit of writing every now and then and last year I started picking up electric guitar but I'm still terrible, it's okay though because it's still fun. Lastly, I am a leader/supervisor of the Explorers (age 15-18) every week at one of our local scouting groups. I genuinely don't know English scouting terminology so I can't put it in a better way than that :').

11. Do you have any pets ?

Two precious little bunnies, Ciri (will take a bite out of your ankles if you're in the way but is also a real sweet girl) and Pablo (absolute coward, look at that little man. Down for some cuddles if you bring snacks though).

12. What sports do you play/have you played ?

I've played badminton for a little bit in the past, but I never really got back into it. I am still a part of scouting.

13. How tall are you ?

169 cm/5'7 ft (I think?).

14. Favorite subject in school ?

I enjoyed the languages and art. In hindsight I think I would've loved math and/or chemistry/physics if I wasn't such a miserable thing during high school, I just didn't want to put in the effort for those types of subjects since they were difficult for me.

15. Dream job ?

It used to be tattoo artist until recently because I've been growing an interest in costume design, and there do happen to be studies for that in the Netherlands so who knows, I've definitely been orientating myself a little. Changing my goal would be just as terrifying as it is potentially exciting, so for now I'm just thinking of what I want to do with my life. I want to draw at least, and work with my hands. Tagging @insanityofvaas , @jasonsnowwhitebrody , @kettleghost , @el-michoacano , @bluewaterlily, @seraphtrevs and @watasemasaru No pressure at all! This one gets pretty personal :'). And as usual I have no idea who already got tagged so sorry! D: