#AND MORE.... i just did this off the dome. i'm insane

[shopcat]

do you have any gif requests in that case?? 😏

i literally DO dont even enable me i have an entire list on my phone. hold on. just for what i'd like to see that i HAVEN'T seen already..

a specific post just for that little jump he does in s3 where u see his entire tummy. so important

the bit where he's pulling his sleeves up at the donation table cuz he looks nice

the car crash scene i haven't seen the car crash scene in a while...

could go well for a like multi part thing of the moment he realises what he has to do and takes that little pause look to the side decision momenthe does -> smashcut to Him Doing it in his final girl big finale moment.. so him at his car in season 1 -> the first hit on the Demogorgon (not the bat twirl sadly), max telling him its billy -> hitting billy, weathertop -> car crash, and then flipped on its head in s4 when he's like im the one going in -> HE gets to be the one being rescued :)

him sleeping in the wheelers basement and robin sleeping in the rv later bc thats special to me. theyre sleepy.

i also think there needs to be more of him in s2 with the bat other than the big obvious scenes like under utilised little moments... i <3 nailbat

eddie jump hopping (jopping) forward trying to scare chrissy into waking up

from the hip pop post number 1, 2, 6 and 8 but honestly a every time he puts his hands on his hips set would change lives. my life... i think they're all in that post minus when he's in the hallway watching nancy and jonathan in s1 and outside the byers yeah its me don't cream ur pants I THINK that's all of them..

the scene where nancy smacks the phone out of his hand when he's being a hysterical girl i just think it's funny

robin sitting on the counter + steve leaning back in his chair twirling his hat. gay people!!!!

him telling barb where his bathroom is then watching to make sure she makes it + telling tommy to shut up when he jokes about jonathan killing will or whatever + passing carol some of his food his little Nice in s1 moments

eddie pulling that jacket? blanket? whatever over him in the rv to hide

robin checking on him in the background after eddie lets him go from the boat house bit

any split second full body/background shot moment like these three AKA he's so eempsy but the first 2 in particular.. so good

the scene where he and dustin r following the yoga instructor and he just turns around and faces a wall it's one of my favourites ever

ROBIN TELLING HIM the spider is gonna lay eggs in his brain and the laugh she does as she walks off but like that whole scene with the dialogue. theyre so silly

the ULTIMATE For Fox set would be the little finger wave he does to eddie + you KNOW i don't do double vhs popped hip (but with the quote cuz he's sooo...) + the silly kissy face he does when the donation girl asks that tax question in the s4 epilogue + crossing his legs dramatically in the wheeler's basement reading that magazine + the face he makes at his date at the basketball game + the eating banana hand on hip bit and the caption would BE! Gay little steve...

[politemagic]

dabbling in writing a little bit of slasher iii👀 it's not much, but i've had this idea for months and figured it's about time i did something with it. written while listening to deadrose by unprocessed. not necessary but it's currently topping my slasher iii song list

632 words

Time had muddled in their brain, they had no idea how long it had been since he’d disappeared from their sight, but they knew they were running out of time regardless. The rope binding their limbs had been tied with expert hands. As they struggled against their bonds, the rope’s grip only tightened, the fibers rubbing their wrists and ankles raw until it began to turn pink with their blood. Their eyes frantically searched the room for anything that might help them escape, but they found little that could be of assistance. 

The room he imprisoned them in was almost entirely bare, save for a pile of discarded, bloody clothing heaped into the corner and the black journal the masked man always carried with him. When he left the room, the journal had fallen from his pocket, haphazardly forgotten by the door.

Their curious nature overtook them as they scooted across the grimy floor, nudging the cover open with their toe. Their blood ran ice cold as a pair of vibrant blue eyes stared back at them from the first page. A photograph of a handsome man was paperclipped to the page, partially obscuring what they knew were the events of the final hours of that man’s life. They felt bile creep up their throat as their eyes scanned across the page.

17:43 He believes crying will help him, that his tears will compel me to release him. It’s pathetic, really. I thought he would be stronger. But the tears make his eyes look so pretty, maybe I’ll keep him a little longer.

The horrors of the first page had done nothing to prepare them for the next, as they found those same vibrant blue eyes staring back at them, cold and devoid of life. They tried not to stare too long at dark red blood oozing from the gaping wound in his throat. The pages that followed were all the same format: a photograph of some poor unfortunate soul accompanied by a horrifically detailed account of their final moments, followed by another photo of their corpse. On some pages, he had even smeared blood across the page in vaguely artistic patterns. 

As they flipped the final page, they bit down on their lip to stifle their scream as their own face smiled back from this book of horrors. Despite his poor attempt to crop the image before printing it, they could tell it was a screenshot from their Instagram, a photo they had posted in a moment of self-confidence. A photo that this deranged man would use to remember them by, a juxtaposition for the horrific photo they knew would occupy the next page soon enough.

The door creaked open, and they lifted their gaze from the photo to meet his darkened eyes, crinkled from the grin he hid beneath his mask.

“I see you’ve found my scrapbook,” The smile in his voice told them that he had always intended to drop the journal, that he wanted them to read it, to see what was in store for them. 

He crouched before them, plucking the journal off the floor and thumbing through the pages before returning to the image of the blue-eyed man. He stroked the image tenderly with his index finger before turning it around to once again display the image of his lifeless corpse.

“He’s still my favorite, I think. But you… I believe you’ll be a close second,” His other hand gently traced the contours of their jaw. “You’re going to be my masterpiece, darling.”

He stood then, chuckling to himself as he tucked the book underneath his arm and spun on his heels, striding back out the door as they crumpled to the ground, terrified of what other sick games he might be playing with them.

[partycatty]

bit of a niche request but older johnny getting you an engraved tag/pendant to show others that you’re his? i just think it would be so cute if he did that 🫣 could be vaguely nsfw if you wanted ok im running away now bye!!!! 🏃‍♂️💨

dark star!older!johnny cage > mine all mine

warnings: ohhhhh evil sick and twisted and fucked up dark star johnny but hes the DILF THIS TIME!!!

notes: someone put me down where i stand im going batshit insane.,. also sorry this is small i only have so many ideas in my chrome dome.,. more fics otw if this gets received well :3

[ masterlist ]

• older johnny is more emotionally mature than our usual dark star younger counterpart, he's just more... possessive.

• he was a fine man before he met you, kind and honest with a pretty smile, toned down after his youth escaped him, but you sparked some kind of life in him that ate away at everything he considered to be good about himself. you needed to be marked up, labeled, tacked to a wall with his name painted across your body or he'd lose it.

• johnny's intentions were pure at first but had gone completely unchecked, letting him spiral into madness at the thought of losing you. he knew he was an attractive star, it was others he was worried about. you were his.

• dog tags with his name, necklaces, anklets, rings, clothes with your anniversary stitched into the sleeve, this man will give you anything that shows off you're together. matching outfits are a must when you're able to dress up, and he will happily throw you every credit card under his name to get your hair and nails done. all you have to do is make a passing comment about being in disrepair and he's already licking his thumb to count the cash in his wallet.

• johnny's a tracker, always worried you'll be lost to him at any given moment. location sharing apps, maybe a tracker or two in your car... not that you knew they were there.

• hand on the small of your back, guiding you through the large crowd that's more focused on him anyway. he becomes animalistic, unironically baring his teeth at those who spare an extra glance at your form in that pretty dress he splurged on for you. his grip on your back turns into fisting the fabric, bunching it up between his fingers as he contains his anger.

• wants you to be no more than his trophy. even if you're functional and capable, johnny insists to be the sole provider of everything. everything. you barely have to lift a finger for the rest of your life. trying to offer otherwise may result in an argument that digs at his ego.

• to everyone else, you're the ideal couple. he's a hard worker, dedicated, strong, loyal, and literally so jaw-droppingly fine. you'd know he has a nasty side, one he fights to keep between the two of you.

• "you don't need me," he hisses through gritted teeth. "you think i'm just some weak man, can't provide for my woman? is that what you think?" his arms are crossed, looming over you with a foul expression. "what part of 'i'll take care of everything' is so hard to understand? it's like you try to test me."

• unlike mk1 dark star johnny, this version is focused solely on your pleasure during sex. for once, he feels irrelevant, drunk on your whimpers and squirms under his big arms. he hones in easily into your cunt, his fingers buried deep inside and pumping to the point of pain. if his arm is cramping, he's not feeling it. he's too occupied trying to make you cum... again... and again...

• you're all he lives for. you're above cassie, above the special forces, leagues above earthrealm as a whole. you're his universe, his oxygen and everything that keeps him alive. if anyone or anything spares a passing thought about harming you, or worse, taking you away from him, johnny would fully consider falling to darker tactics and morals to keep you by his side.

[queenburd]

The use of color in The Stanley Parable: HD and Ultra Deluxe (with honorable mentions to the Demo)

dedicated to @squuote who needs more TSP analysis to rotate

A little over a year ago, I (only somewhat jokingly) lay out the argument that while The Stanley Parable is notorious in its use of yellow, the color yellow is not actually associated to the Narrator. The color most associated with him, I argued, was red. [1, 2]

I've had plenty of thoughts regarding color and TSP in the interim and I want to go over those thoughts today in as much depth as I can manage. You know, for fun. None of this is to argue about creator intent, but it's a fun way to stretch the critical thinking and literary analysis portions of my brain. It's also super cool if you don't agree with my readings, since the point is to get you thinking about these things and studying them to interpret for yourself.

Anyway let's gooooooo

(note: all images are embedded with a link to the source page I pulled them from. For those on mobile, be careful with your scrolling and tapping!)

Yellow

Okay let's start with the “obvious” one. Yellow is seen as one of the main colors in the game, it's the color of the main office and the primary assets associated with the Parable. We see yellow PRIMARILY in the beginning of the office, before the two doors room. It lines the cubicles and the walls are often interpreted as yellow (eh, they're more of an off-white. They're actually absorbing color from the brown-yellow carpet, and they do the same in the lounge).

It's the color of the Line(TM), it's the color of the cargo lift in the warehouse, and, most strikingly, it's the color of the SKIP Button.

We'll get to you.

Okay, so yellow is a color with conflicting interpretations, which is par for the course for all of them, we're not going TOO insane on color theory and color psychology we will be here ALL DAY and I was an ART student. So let's just look at the most basic reading. Bright, oversaturated yellow is a color that can exhaust the eyes easily. It grabs our attention like a highlighter and burns our retinas.

It can be a color of excitement, but it can also be a color of sickness. I've been thinking about the short story The Yellow Wallpaper the past couple days. Or maybe I've been thinking about it for longer. It's just that I haven't reread it in actual years, but every time I saw someone talk about the wallpaper in TSP, I thought about the story. Here's some passing thoughts on the short story in comparison to TSP. [3]

Sickness, and madness, and beginnings, and infinity. In the end, yellow, to me, is the color of the Parable grabbing the player (and by extension the Narrator) by the nose and saying “let's get moving. We have a story to play. Play the game, and keep playing.” Notable to me is how the SKIP button is almost scathingly yellow in contrast to the room it's in, and as the room gets darker the glow gets more foreboding. The Parable did this. The Narrator might think he made it, but he doesn't control it. Yellow isn't his color, and it never was.

Red

“Stanley walked through the RED. DOOR.”

The use of red in TSP is probably the most interesting and fun to analyze for me. It's used extremely intentionally and it's commonly associated with power, anger, and passion. We see red in the Boss's Office, in the Countdown ending, as the door to the Starry Dome, and a TON in the TSP2 Expo. There's red doors and signs in the Escape Pod Bay.

So I've joked that the color red is the Narrator's color, and while it's still a fun interpretation, it's not one I'm married to. I think it's more accurate to say red symbolizes control. The Zending Door is you letting him control the story. The Countdown screens are him taking control from you. And TSP2 is the Narrator trying to exert control over what the developers have made. It's a response to New Content and to the SKIP button. I have a million trillion thoughts about the TSP2 Expo but I won't get into them here.

Anyway, red feels very obviously to me associated with the Narrator trying to take control, or things only being possible when he has control. I'm thinking about the signs in the Escape Pod Bay telling you that it won't work without him. (I'm thinking about how the same door asset for the Zending is used in the Escape Pod Bay. No. shhh. Staying on topic.) So I don't have much more to say on the matter because I feel like I've tread this ground before. Red is about control, and it is held in direct contrast with blue.

Blue

Oh, blue. Soothing blue, sweet relaxing lounge and ocean paintings and boss's bathroom and blue door that leads to broken textures and an irritable Voice.

If red is the color of control, then blue is the color of rebellion. Small rebellion, sure. Rebellion that means nothing in the scheme of things. Blue is the stepping stone to bigger deviations from the path. I mean, the lounge is only the first step to the right, and you can still get on the “correct” path. The blue door you have to go through repeatedly, you have to make the choice multiple times, for it to lead to the Games ending. The boss's bathroom doesn't GO anywhere until after the epilogue. These are “rebellious choices” in a game where you don't really have a choice, and it's the closest you get to defiance.

I like to make it Stanley's favorite color for obvious reasons.

(Hey, fandom, why you keep associating it with the Curator? The only blue in the Museum is in a couple assets on display.)

Green

I gotta admit, while there's definitely something to green and its use in TSP, a clear meaning for it is eluding me, and I've been thinking about it on and off for a couple days now. It's a fairly infrequent color in TSP as a whole, but it does make an appearance. Besides being the color of plants (such as the ever important fern, the potted plants scattered through the office and the ones in the TSP2 expo, and of course the growth in the SKIP button room), it's also the wallpaper in the Demo, and the same wallpaper is used in the Boss's Office in the Real Person Ending. Thinking further, it also appears in the small room before the stage in the Press Conference Ending, and it's the color of the carpet in the HL2 Office that is found under the Games ending. (It was also brought up by my pal glitch that green is the color of the cursor on Stanley's screen, the first thing you see before gameplay begins. Good catch!)

Thinking about it, it's hard to find a throughline. There's something familiar about the green. Not necessarily safe, but it usually comes before something much bigger. Maybe this is a bit of a stretch, though. Let's say for now green is associated with the familiar in the face of the unfamiliar.

(There's possibly a thesis here about green being associated with gifts and surprises. The Narrator makes the Press Conference ending something that teases but also praises Stanley, the Green Room in the Demo is the space where the Demo is meant to be revealed to you, and that alternate Boss's Office is supposed to, in the Narrator's mind, be the first step to a wonderful story made just for you.)

White

Most people, when they think of white in The Stanley Parable, immediately think of the Museum. And they're right to! It's one of the most prominent environments that uses white. With that in mind, we can't forget the other places it appears, since it's best to keep everything in mind when trying to formulate a meaning for it.

So, other places where white is prominent: We have the out-of-bounds ending, and the Art ending (aka play that Baby game for four hours). We also have a massive part of the TSP2 expo.

Honestly, there is a lot of white in the rest of the office, but it tends to be absorbing the colors of the environment in ways that make it less noticeable. White's really good at that, which means the times where it's by itself as the outstanding color are outliers and feel intentional. So what do these things have in common?

Well, they kind of show the seams of the game? Take this with a grain of salt, but the Museum is designed to show you some of the design process for the game, effectively taking you out of the setting to give you a top-down perspective (hehe, literally in the case of the diorama of the office up to the two doors), and the out-of-bounds ending is a joke about breaking the map, falling out of the world , which can break immersion in other games. The TSP2 Expo is the Narrator showing off all the features for his sequel idea, giving a “sneak peek” of what will be included.

The Art ending doesn't fit with this thesis, but it does involve the... revelation, I suppose, of the “character” of the Essence of Divine Art. What I'm trying to get to is that white is a color of revelation and display.

Gray

Gray is not a color that tends to stand on its own merit in The Stanley Parable, and that in itself is intentional. Gray is used as a texture of “unfinished” things, things the Narrator doesn't want you to look closely at, and would prefer you move past Right Now Right This Second Please.

It's the walls of the Broom Closet, as well as the walls of the maintenance room. It's also the walls of the room right outside the Starry Dome—the hall that leads right to the stairs. (Honorable mention, @chirpbudgie brought up that the desks in the office are gray, which is also an implication of the way Stanley's coworkers seemed to disappear with work unfinished. There is a sense of “wrongness” in how they've all vanished. Nice eye, bud.)

You're not supposed to dwell in these places. Go back to the story, please!

Black

“Blackness, and a rising chill of uncertainty. Was it over?”

Last and least is black, less used as a color in its own right and more a use of shadow. It really stars primarily in the Mind Control Facility, dark rooms with a sense of foreboding. Honestly, what is there to say about black?

Only, I tell a lie. You see quite a lot of black in this game, don't you? After all:

It's the Loading screen.

Blackness is uncertainty, and mystery, like the game tells us, because anything could be hiding in the darkness, and anything could happen when that screen is finished loading. It's white's opposite not just in value but in meaning. You don't know what's going on, you just have to wait and see. Any time you might have an answer, or an ending, here comes that loading screen to wipe the slate clean and say “hey, what haven't you found yet? What haven't you tried? What tricks does this game still have up its sleeve?”

(And now I'm thinking about the Figurines ending, and how the Narrator shouts to stop the loading screen, to go back and stay in the familiar please!! Because the fellow hates uncertainty, really he does. But that's a thesis for another day.)

(We also can't forget that Ultra Deluxe's Setting the Time is also set on a black background, and there's always, to me, a sense of foreboding and uncertainty there too. What happens after this is the game, right? Is this for something? Is this doing anything? Is it changing anything?)

Silver

It's a bucket :)

Okay that's the end of this post. There's probably plenty more to say about this subject, this isn't exhaustive by any means. Color is an incredible tool, and visual storytelling and color interpretation is not in any way a science. As I posted bits of this in my server for extra feedback and examples of color, other folks brought up an entirely different interpretation of the color green. And I didn't even bring up Mariella being dressed in full green!

Anyway I didn't bring up orange because there's only a couple instances of it in the game but its always about unfinished things/assets (Baby game, just a lot of Games ending things) but it also shows up in the TSP2 Expo (Button That Says The Name of the Player Playing The Game (Jim)) for features that uuuuuh. Aren't done. So that's funny.

Like I said, there's almost certainly more to say about color theory and the game, but this thing is hitting 4 pages long and that's not including images oops.

I hope this was a fun read! Some of this stuff has been percolating in my brain for a while and it's good to finally get it on the page. Talk to me about TSP I love this game.

[fitnessgeekandcoffeefreak]

📍 Half Dome (Mist trail up, John Muir Trail down)

19 miles -- 5,400 ft elevation gain

What a wild ride this trip was, you guys. I did so much better on this trail than Upper Falls. We had a 2:30 am wake-up (so dumb 😆) in order to start the trail before the heat got so intense. There were other hikers ahead of us, and plenty of people behind.

The Mist Trail had construction from 7-3 so we need to get past that point by 7. This portion of the trail is so cool. You climb granite stairs for forever to the top of the falls. The spray was a welcomed cool down after putting in so much work right off the bat.

After the waterfall portion we continued our trek to the Subdome. My friend was feeling awful (similar to how I felt on Tuesday's hike) and her sugars were all over the place (she's diabetic) We just took our time trudging along and chatting with other hikers. It really was the nicest group of hikers I've been around, so that was pretty awesome.

All three of us had entered the lottery for three days in a row for the cable portion of Half Dome and NONE OF US GOT PERMITS. So ridiculous. We decided to just do the hike hoping there would be other group(s) with available spots on their permits once we reached the check in. We got to the check in and there was no Ranger! We hurried passyed the check in spot and rested a little bit before tackling the steps at the Subdome. We had had a decent amount of shade throughout the beginning of the hike, but the Subdome and the cable portion are just open and you are there for the baking.

(Call me out for not having a permit and going anyway, but I'll completely take blame for it even though it's naughty.)

Linda was convinced she wasn't gonna be able to complete the cables because she felt so awful but we just rested some and kept cheering her on.

We brought gloves just in case we were able to actually get on the cables. You can see the slope in the pictures above, which is pretty insane. My shoes had just tread so they stuck well to the side of the granite. Man, it was so cool! You use so much upper body strength to pull yourself up to the top, but it's definitely worth it. And the view from the top is breathtaking. 360* turnaround to see for miles!! I should have taken more pictures but I was just trying to soak it all in.

I went down the cables backwards and basically repelled down each section. It was just so much faster and used less energy. We put Linda in the middle of us just in case she needed help, but she didn't.

There are some things you complete in life that, not only cause you to reevaluate your life, but also shift your mind in a way to see things the way that they should actually be seen.

Facts: People are important. Relationships are important. How you treat your body with your brain is important. Living your life in such a way that you attempt to soak every small experience and the importance it has, is important.

I'm so thankful that I was able to do this trip with some of my most cherished friends ❤️

[halevren]

FHJY Spoilers || my live thoughts as I watch episode 3

Had a rough week so far, I am looking forward to this episode ♡

HIIIIII INTREPID HEROES

NAT 20

please bring ayda back this episode (begging) (I know it won't happen. but I'm desperate)

ZELDA AND GORGUG BREAK UP CONFIRMED.....

I am experiencing so much gender envy from literally everyone at the table.

The art team really pulled out all the stops for this season. The dome backdrop is so good

THIRTY INVESTIGATION?!!!??!

"Of course you and Adaine, of course, are... Nerds."

"Not ideal for the bad kids" oh no.

Lone Wolf Bloodrush player. That's oc material fr

"I like getting friends cast on me so I willingly fail" fig becomes more and more relatable every episode

"IT'S 10 AND I GIVE YOU THE HELP ACTION"

LYDIA!!!!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥

LYDIA MADE THEM LUNCH 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

THE EMO SONG 😭😭😭

It just says "Hey Adaine" on the inside 😭😭

Cloaca.....

how many binders do the Thistlesprings have

"Can I Run From You?"

Just Breathe

CHLOE SHORT FOR CLOACA

I love the casual conversation they have

TWO GLASSES OF MILK

"I'll walk you to Bard class" fig probably won't be staying 😭

NEW LUNCH LAD!!!!!

I hope Fig's luck issue gets resolved soon 😭

MAZEY IS SO PRETTY

Grix...??

THE PARROTS.....

omg mazey x fabian?!!?!?!????!?!?!!?!

A SECRET CLOACA WITH A GUN??

Jawbone is so filled with dad lore

Kristen class president is something I need

21 passive investigation is insane

"What are you, like 4 different dogs?"

Passive Aggressive Kristen is so good.

Ghost steaks 🔥

FABIAN FLIRTING

"You're looking at a party boy" oh fabian....

I think Kristen working to be class president will convince her to. Go to school and work on getting better at it

Gilear 😢 I miss my pathetic wet cat of a man

fig writer's block so relatable

Stressed Riz

WANDA CHILDA

HEYYYYYY GIRLIE

I miss Ayda

Porter is kinda.... ♡

Why is everyone so attractive why must I be attracted to all the adults. im supposed to have a type

"I'm going into a worry, yeah"

Fig taking Fabian to the wizard class instead of bard class is so real

TERPSICHORE SKULLCLEAVER!!!!!! she looks like she bakes incredible cookies. I can't dance but I want to be in her class

THIRTY-ONE????????? PERFORMANCE

Dance bard class is so cool

From Jock to Arsty kid, I love Fabian's character development so much

"I'm going to do a lot less partying" a full lie from Fabian

I need more Riz and Jawbone one on ones

KRISTEN CHILLIS APPLEBEES 😭😭😭😭

oh no the Applebees fam are here oh no...

Ripped Kristen approaching her parents.....

oh no. oh no. oh no.

Not good what is going on with Cassandra

MAKE HER OWN PEOPLE TO TALK TO?!!!??!???!??!?? WHAT???????? WHAT WHAT WHAT????

ALLY IS SO CASUAL WITH NAT 20S 😭

HE'S A LITTLE PALADIN....

BYE GIRLIE

RIZ HAS A BACKUP TIE

why is sorcery so expensive

SHE'S NOT GOING TO TELL JAWBONE 😭

oh god Wanda Childa....

"what smell would be enticing to emo kids" 😭😭😭

"Did you just come from a room full of cigarettes and peach schnapps" "you mean breakfast?"

I wanda'd in

NOT ALL WHO WANDA ARE LOST

SITTING OUTSIDE AND LISTENING TO BARD CLASS

watching Kristen deal with school and stuff and deal with Cassandra makes me slightly uncomfortable. not in a bad way but in a way that I relate to it a bit too much and it's a bit too real. i too had extreme trouble with school and I also have issues with pushing important people away when trying to focus on myself and it ruins a lot of my relations. I relate to Kristen too much in the worst ways and that hits closer to home than I like. I love Kristen but man. Too close

"Things can be bad, and things can be good, but they all can be true."

I worry about Kristen going to Cassandra's realm. I am going into a worry. I have bad feeling.

the sound design is so good

GENTLE SOBBING.... OH NO. OH NO.

"I can't rely on you." OUCH.

she already found somebody????

KALINA!?!?!?! !!??!?!?!!!???!??!!??!!???!!???!?? HUHHHHH?!!??!!

IT'S LEAVING IT OFF WITH THAT?????? WHAT THE FUCK???????? WHAT THE FUCK???????????????????????? WHAT?????

[strawberry-metal]

Miku~ Miku~ you can call me Miku~ green hair, green eyes, hiding in your wifi!

Hello! Thank you for the 1K watchers! I worked really.... REALLY hard on this model. I went through alot with it. I was going off an anti depressant that had too many bad side effects with my other medications while working on this, so I had to fight through the withdrawal of going off of it while I was working on Miku. Not just that either, but I was fighting a throat and ear infection the entire time of working on this, too. I'm still sick as I'm typing this.

I was in alot of pain working on this model, but I still did my very best to make her, and make sure she was up to standard.

This model is a thank you gift for the 1K+ watchers I received on deviantart.

Thank you all so so much for all your support over the years, and the support you all continue to give me! I hope you all like your present!

This is how I personally see Hatsune Miku, hence, Shanna Style! The model pack comes with my edit of Koron Miku, Shanna Style Miku, and Shanna Style Miku pants! The leg and armwarmers are removable via 'other' expressions!

She is autoluminous compatible, has a little more expressions than before, and some magic bones for the fingers! She also has semi standard bones!

Expressions are available in both Japanese and English. Sorry if the Japanese is broken for some of the newer facials, I am not fluent!

I personally believe this model pack looks best with self shadow off, unless a shader effect is applied to her. But please, experiment to your liking!

I'm not placing a password on this model download, please respect the rules of this model! Remember, there is always a person behind the model that has been created!

Effect credits: SVSSAO and AutoLuminous4 by Sovoro

Pose credits: alistez123

Stage Credits: grid is by Touko-p, dome is by hiro K

Rules:

-Credit me and Koron for the model! I prefer being listed as BOTH ShannaHeart and Strawberry-Metal, but just ShannaHeart is fine too!

-You may take parts, I do not mind. Just give credit to the proper people of each part!

-You can edit so long as it's not a lazy recolor or face swap.

-No redistribution or claiming the model as your own or trying to sell it.

-No inc*st, no p*d*philia, and no r18

-You can port to gmod or sfm so long as you list Koron and I as credit for the model in the description and preview image.

-You can port to blender as long as you keep it to personal use only and still credit Koron and I.

-No VRchat, sorry.

-No commercial use.

-Follow Koron's rules, I included their read me in the folder!

Individual part credits:

Head and hair edit: Me, edited from original Koron Miku

Texture edits: Me

Hair and skirt texture edits: Ohbey

Sparkle brush I used: Project-GimpBC original by redheadstock

Leg warmers: burning-rosary

Ruffles and ring: Shioku-990

Ring texture: It was taken from Koron Miku's hair clip texture haha

Toons and spas, and default textures: Koron

Fingerless gloves: Just recolored skin haha

Extra blush facial and cry facial: TechArts

Sweatdrop facial: Winter-Leaves

Cape: Unfortunately the creator has deactivated. I'm very sorry. If you know the original creator, please let me know so that I may add proper credit.

Pants: Montecore

Hair flicks: TechArts and MMDFakewings18

Literally everything else: Koron, some things may be edited a bit. Thank you for making an adorable model of Miku.

Fixing the rigging nightmare and saving me from insanity as a result: TheBizarreKazeko/Kazekothestrange

Download: In my deviantart gallery. There's also an alt download in the description of this picture in my DA gallery. I'd link directly but tumblr hides posts with links.

[taihjj]

Will We Meet Again?

Gojo Satoru | Angst | GN! Reader

Summary: You promised to wait for him. You promised, and so he made sure you did.

© All content belongs to taihjj. Do not repost or modify.

"Suguru...I thought I killed him"

"he came back"

"So, you hardened your face to see me for comfort", you looked down on your lap, stroking his hair while he stares at the black pitch endless sky, dramatically reach out his right hand to it.

"Why did it end up this way... why do i get to loose you all"

He looks down at your lifeless body on the floor, blood and guts oozing out your lower abdomen. You lay flat on your back, eyes still open despite being dead.

"Oi", Gojo called. His frenzied body hurriedly going to your side, dropping to his knees, his hands cover gripping his face, eyes viewing through the gaps of his fingers.

The gate that separates between the human realm and Lord Tengens domain was in pieces. Cracks and cement debris littered on unusual places. There was blood scattered on the ground and some bits of tattered skin and clothes.

Why the hell are your intestines on the ground? are you dead? How are you dead?

Gojos mind is scurrying to settle his thoughts. His nails scrapped his skin- down off his face, "Oi (y/n)..." he shakily calls again.

He inhales a sharp breath, air expanding his lungs, doming his stomach. He jerked his head to face the sky.

Gojo screamed.

His head fell forward to hang, eyes settling on the cemented floor, nails digging his ripped uniform trouser.

"Didn't you I fucking tell you not fucking die", his voice left hoarsed.

You promised you won't die. You said it that evening. It was before parting ways with him and Suguru for the Star vessel mission at Okinawa. Yet there you are gutted out lifeless.

You promised to wait for him, once more, during that warm summer starry night.

(Y/N) . Come back. Dont leave me.

His mind is swirling. Cursed eneregy slowly dispersed on the ground he kneels on, surrounding and boiling around him like a steaming kettle. The whole place was coated in dark cursed goo.

His breathe quickened, chest heaving up and down. His vision blurred, white spots blocking him from seeing. His mind is caving in, head feeling heavy. He's going insane.

Come back to me. Come back to me. Please come back to me, (Y/n)

"Satoru?"

His heart stopped.

Did he heard that right? His head jerked up to search for the voice.

He can feel water building up on the corner of his eye, "Ah...ahh.."

"(Y/n)?", he said it almost like a whimper. Before his mind could even register his body, he was flying towards you. Hugging you close, gripping you so he knows your real.

Gojo was crying on your shoulder. His wet hair sticking on your neck, the drool and snot travelling down the skin he's sobbing.

"I-I-I though i fucking lost you. I saw you. You're-You're...dead"

You let out an empty chuckle, gently pulling away from his grip. You cup his cheeks, slightly forcing him to look at you, wiping his tears with your thumb.

"I'm right here, arent I?"

"You didn't loose me at all, Gojo-san", you butted in to his previous thoughts. Your voice echoing from the lack of mass of the empty pitch black limitless sky.

Your hands never stopped raking through his white hair, "You cursed me to come back to you, remember?"

"So here I am"

Your voice is cold. He can feel it crawling on his back. His reaching hand fell to his side. Gojo sits up away from your lap. He settles on his calves, bending his knee, turning his head to face you.

You looked down on the pitch black floor with tears on you eyes, "Just hurry up and die"

Gojo let out an empty chuckle, his hands cupping your cheeks wiping away your tears with his thumbs.

"Im sorry. I can't yet", he says as the pitch black limitless sky rips in to half, a harsh light breaking through the gap.

"You have to continue waiting for me, (Y/n)"

After 19 days since his capture, Gojo Satoru is officially released from the Prison Realm.

[sortyourlifeoutmate]

Alright so, there's a lot of little angles to this and they all sort of rush through my brain at once so let me try and lay them out in something like an order.

The Tories are in a bad place. We're all very happy about this. The Tories themselves, however, are reacting to their looming, inevitable defeat by basically frothing at the mouth and screaming. One the one hand you have them scrabbling for every attention-grabbing idea they can lay their hands on like how someone sliding towards a cliff might scrabble for something to stop them falling to their death.

Uh, Angela Rayner did, uh, a thing! Uh, Rwanda! Yeah! Immigrant on a plane to Rwanda! Uh, fuck, uh, benefits! Sick note Britain, yeah! One of these has to got work, right? Right?! Please God one of these has to work!

So that's happening. And alongside that, you have the internal conflict of which of them gets to be King Rat of the Sinking Ship. You know, the dregs of the dregs racing to slit one another's throat to be the one in charge.

Speaking of which, Penny Mordaunt.

Basically, what set me off was an interview she has apparently done wherein which she said the UK simply must invest the Iron Dome system or something of nature of ward off attacks like the one what Iran did against Israel. And, like...

Okay.

Here's an actual pull quote:

She told The Sunday Telegraph: “To those that say about our defence ambitions ‘we can’t do, shouldn’t do or can’t afford to do’, I say ‘look to Israel’ – a nation a fraction of our size, that has staved off an attack from a nation 10 times its size.

One. Israel is much smaller then the UK. Like, much smaller. The area they have to possibly defend is smaller and, also, more concentrated. The economics involved in scaling up a system like Iron Dome to defend the whole of the UK blows my mind - especially as it's a system designed to counteract a specific security threat we don't have!

But we'll get to that.

Two, it doesn't really fucking matter that Iran is bigger than Israel, does it? They weren't invading, they were firing a lot of drones and shit. Iran may be physically bigger and more populous than Israel but Israel's military budget (and level of development, and investment) kicks the shit out of Iran's. So who gives a fuck if Iran is bigger when that wasn't even a factor?

Three, not to do down Israel's military prowess (not for nothing do people buy their shit) but having heaps of military assets from heaps of allies (including us!) in the area to provide support probably didn't fucking hurt and, in fact, explicitly helped because it's been stated that it helped!

And look, fuck...

It's a nothingburger, I'm aware. She's just taking the current issue of "Oh the world is a dangerous place and we need to defend our citizens rahrah!" that is seen as important here and the "Oh look, Iran attacked Israel!" and mashing them together, but it's such an incoherent, stupid position it hurts my brain.

Who. Who would be attacking us Penny? Were they be attacking us from? Iran is not that far from Israel in the scheme of things. Who do we have nearby who would do this to us, Penny? We make jokes about Europe and the Irish but those jokes aren't going to translate into actual drone attacks, Penny. What the fuck are you talking about, Penny? Do you have something in mind?

Maybe we could use the money that might go into your batshit insane useless fucking waste of an idea and, I don't know, get some dentists?

Seriously, where would a massive drone and missiles attack on the UK come from? I know we live in the future but not that far in the future.

And she's not the only one!

Admiral Lord West, the former First Sea Lord, said: “The bottom line is that if we had 300 missiles fired at us, we wouldn’t be able to repel them in the way that Israel did, albeit with help from the US, the Jordanians and so on. We have nothing like the Iron Dome and I think there is a need for us to ensure we have that.”

What in the fuck are you talking about.

You know when it snowed a few years back and all the flights got cancelled and people were like "Well in Finland this never happens" and it was like, yeah, because this happens all the time so they plan around it. Israel has the Iron Dome for very specific reasons. Is Israel prepared for a volcano erupting? No? Because that's not a concern and so why would they fucking waste their time and money on it? Oh, fancy that!

Argh! What is wrong with you people?!

The things you're saying are stupid! The situations you're conjuring up are stupid! Or am I just losing my mind?!

I'm so tired!

Why can't you people just lose and go away already?!

[fuckyeahhiccannamonth]

HELLO HICCANNA NATION

So ah. As you can see, I am. A bit behind on reblogs.

What is my excuse, you ask??? Did you make an event and then fall behind on your OWN EVENT??? Did you know you are going to fail at being a Hiccanna month administrator, tumblr user fuckyeahhiccannamonth, something that is both fair to fear and possible to achieve????

So, in no particular order, here are my three very flimsy reasons I will give when sternly asked why I am So Very Behind on my own event:

I spent a whole-ass month-long event working on Week 1 prompts. Y'know. Like a terrible planner?

I fell victim to a terminal case of Brain No Worky. I wish I knew why! My neurodivergent brain simply went "time to do prompts extremely slow!" and despite all my protests of how I Did Not Want To Do That, it was to no avail. Brain No Worky is a very serious condition, you see. I do, however, feel like this is in keeping with the spirit of a ship that is so insanely and ragingly ND4ND. Like this is something that could and would happen to both Hiccup and Anna and I have to respect that.

IT TOO DAMN HOT OUTSIDE. Climate change my beloathed. I get home from work and collapse onto my bed with the AC on and there goes like an hour or two. I've been running on like 60% battery since the stupid heat dome got here. I also work outside, which!!! Does not help!!! Call me an astrology bitch the way I blame the stars for my problems (or one star in particular. Hey sun can you tone it down a notch. Please)

SO. Because I acknowledge this is mostly my fault (although a solid amount of blame falls on oil executives, my natural brain chemistry since birth, and celestial bodies), I'm determined to make it up to y'all. Since many of you have not yet gotten the adoring comments you deserve on your submissions, we're going to pretend that Hiccanna month is on a month-long time loop!!! That's right--y'all now have until the end of August to get in any prompts you didn't get to, or wanted to expand on!!! In return, I will reblog all of your lovely submissions by the end of August, or be extremely Cringefail.

I myself will probably not get in any more submissions than what I originally had planned (which is still a few more, don't worry!) because I'll be busy with another writing event in August. BUT I will still do my very best to look at and reblog all of your lovely submissions as they come in <3 <3 <3

Happy Hiccanna Month Part 2: Electric Boogaloo!!! Y'all have done so great so far, and I'd honestly be content if we capped off at what we already have :3 But I'll give y'all some extra time because you deserve it <3 Reblogs are coming your way very soon!!! Just remember to tag any new posts with #hiccannamonth23 or #hiccannamonth2023, and @ this blog for any new submissions :3

Your extremely ADHD event planner, fuckyeahhiccannamonth

[phammie]

Bunnies Camp Diary.. 📝🐇

Bunnies Camp 2024 Tokyo Dome... We did it. Wow. We really did it... How did we manage that??? It’s hard to believe we filled a venue like Tokyo Dome with Bunnies. Even now that it's over... It was so huge that I doubted if there were really that many people who liked us in the first place. I have so, so many thoughts and feelings about the past few days, preparing for it and actually performing it. I'm not going to lie, I had a lot of concerns... It was never about trusting the staff at ADOR. They always take care of us so well and help us more than anyone else, so I never worried about that!! But what I was worried about was whether the five of us could pull it off... The past few weeks, let alone months, have flown by so fast, filled with lots of schedules, shoots, and preparations for our comeback. It’s not that I didn’t have faith in the girls or our capability, but it was more about whether we'd be able to live up to all our staff's efforts and exceed people’s expectations. If you think about it, the reason I had such worries was because we've worked so hard until now... And holding a fan meeting at Tokyo Dome, not even a concert, was an unbelievable situation (in a good way)... The pre-sale selling out... That was really unbelievable. Honestly, I thought it was a mistake or a wrong news report...

**(I'm sorry, reporter, it was my misunderstanding!! You reported it correctly!!) And the fact that so many people had high expectations meant that they believed we could do it... which led to those expectations. I had my personal expectations, too. I wanted this fan meeting to overflow with showcasing our abilities, how much we’ve grown, not just as performers but as people. We’ve experienced and learned so much in the past year, and I can't deny the huge effect it has had on the way we view our work! To kind of show all of this while giving everyone lots of good energy and vibes and sharing music with you all was my goal! Anticipation, so to say. The first day, since we finished rehearsal early, Hyein and I went to the highest and farthest seats in the back, and... I don't know if I should say this, but until I actually went to Tokyo Dome, I kept hearing that it was really, really big! So I mentally prepared myself... But when I actually got there and stood on the stage... Of course, it was big, but not as big as I had imagined... But after going to the seats all the way in the back on the 3rd floor, it really hit me how big Tokyo Dome actually was. The fact that only our fans and people who chose to give up their time and buy a ticket to come watch us would fill this place... I found that very hard to believe. Anyways.... firstly, I'm so so so happy that 250 performed at our fan meeting. It goes without saying that he composed our songs, but being able to be on the same stage was so great!! His opening section was absolutely insane. I know there are so many Bunnies (who unfortunately did not get to see it....) who would have absolutely enjoyed it. You guys, I can’t explain in words how insane 250's opening DJ set was. I actually teared up on the first day when the intro started because it felt like falling into a dream... Like a very deep but short dream. And Bunnies Camp felt exactly like that! It feels like you’re stuck but roaming around in your dream, looking at different memories and reminiscing those moments. My time on stage always feels like a dream... Like I can’t quite grasp or remember it, but I know that I was just so happy. But don’t worry, I remember a lot!! Anyway, that’s how I felt. Ahh.. I’m feeling a bit sleepy, but I need to write everything down to feel at ease!! I have so many things I want to say, but I can’t organize my thoughts, and my nails make it even harder to type. LOL

The guest performers were really amazing! I’m so, so, so grateful that they performed at our fan meeting and helped us maintain the flow and energy of the event. Although I couldn’t properly watch their full performances, it was nice to see someone else perform and how they interacted with the crowd and Bunnies while on stage!! What an honor to have such incredible people be part of such a special event for us. I'm sure everyone who attended will agree that they made Bunnies Camp even more special and precious!

Each member’s solo stage!!!!!! I was so happy to see them showcase their unique charms!! Hehe. Haerin’s solo stage... No words needed!! She was so cool and basically cast a spell on everyone in Tokyo Dome. Minji’s song and stage presence... What should I say... I felt her really connect with her song while practicing, and seeing her perform it at rehearsals made me so, so, so happy!! Seeing her sing a song she really loved and played a lot while running around on stage. Dani and her song are absolutely insane. Poor thing didn’t have much time but was adamant about performing a self-produced song at the fan meeting. I remember her staying up really late a lot, even after full-day schedules, to make the song. When she first played the rough version for us... My jaw dropped. Hehe. She’s really amazing... Hyein was so, so, so cool!! I can’t imagine how much she went through while we were promoting... We can’t know 100% for sure, but she prepared both songs so diligently!! Even as a fellow member... seeing everyone’s confidence grow with each practice session and then seeing them on stage made me smile so much. It’s not like I feel superior to them or anything... But seeing my teammates... Seeing my best friends perform and receive such good reactions from the crowd made me so happy. Although I was in the middle of switching outfits and couldn’t physically see their stages... We’ve seen each other practice and rehearse so much that I’ve memorized them all, so when I hear the crowd scream at specific spots... I found myself smiling alone... This time, being on stage with all five of us felt right. It felt complete!

The university festival tour? Hehe. While doing the mini tour and preparing for this comeback, I realized how many people’s help is needed for just one stage. Of course, I knew it before, but... They worked harder than us, especially during the preparations for this Tokyo Dome fan meeting. So I felt that the only way to repay their efforts was to do really well on stage! Really, this time too! I once again realized how amazing the ADOR staff and team are. I really do hope people realize and acknowledge how many people work so, so hard behind the scenes and unseen... I don’t want to speak on their behalf... But personally, seeing how happy Bunnies were makes everything worth it. But... I know that our fans know because of our ADOR family... All of this is possible! We took a group photo for the first time with all our staff, and it felt like... home. So warm and homey!..

Being able to not only perform for you all but also give and take love and energy and share such a precious few hours in an environment like Bunnies Camp Tokyo was an absolute dream!! All the hardships we faced before seemed like nothing... I wanted to take good care of everyone who came! No matter where you were seated, I feel like I can take even better care of you next time!! I’ll think a lot, research, and learn so that next time, I can make up for the parts I felt were lacking this time and take good care of even those who are so far away that we look like ants on stage!! I promise!!!!

Anyway... I’m sleepy. LOL I’m really sleepy now. I’ll write more if something else comes to mind!!

Ah!! I’m so grateful and happy that the band members joined us this time too!! Our dancers!! They always bring such great energy, making it so enjoyable to be on stage with them, and I’m sure they worked really hard preparing with us... Our managers too... Thank you for organizing everything and taking care of us!!! The production team!!! You guys are the best!!! Always letting us to deliver great performances and making us smile when we’re having a hard time!! Our stylists and hair and makeup team!! Thank you for making us look pretty and dressing us in such cool and beautiful outfits, not just for the fan meeting but for all our schedules!! AnR & Sound team!!! Thank you for making NewJeans' colors a reality! The creative team!!... (I’m too sleepy to remember the exact titles, sorry!!!) I’m sure there were many people I missed... But really, thank you so, so much!!

I’m going to sleep now. Hehe.

I love you all so, so, soooo much, seriously! I know a lot of you came to see us for the first time... And many of you traveled very far to come see us! To everyone who came and enjoyed yourselves, there’s nothing more we could ever ask for than for you to come and enjoy being in the moment with us! The fact that we were able to make you all so happy during the few hours we spent together really gives... Bunnies, you made Bunnies Camp so special and memorable!! From now on... I’ll keep loving you, Bunnies!! Even if I don’t say it often, please know it!

[alittlebirb]

Some cursed chaos from the MCC Pride 22 Pink Parrots!

Ranbo starting his stream off by reacting to and fanboying over the Game Theory video on his ARG

"I saw this, and I started to shake, basically." -Ranboo

They really went all out with the outfits. Jack and Ethan becoming strawberry maids 🍰, and Ranboo dressing up as a half gay real estate agent and half gay sports trainer 🏳️‍🌈.

"Dude, Tubbo and Aimsey are beating the shit out of me. I don't know how to feel about that. I'm leaving." -Jack

Ranboo putting up a hospital background on his greenscreen because he's sick

Jack listing off all of the games in the event, and Ethan just going..."I don't even know what half of those are. So now I'm a little nervous!"

Jack calling the resident minecrafters "Booboo" and "Pappy"

Jack seeing the NoxCrew button and wanting to press it, but refraining out of fear that he'd accidentally start the event

"It's like Ace Race kicks in, and I'm like 'Fuck guys, sorry, I'm new here!" -Jack

"I'm ready to fight for the gays!" -Jack

"Are you well rested Booboo? Are you ready to kill?" -Jack to Ranboo

Ethan and Ranboo unintentionally getting matching parrots!

Ranboo making strange noises while choosing his flag, and Jack just asking "uhhh...come again?"

"Sapnap, he's got like trickle down skill. He'll feed us his skill." -Ranboo

Ethan mentioning that he's very scared of Red this event, especially from practicing so often with Foolish

"I found out yesterday he's hot too, which is a real bummer to learn." -Ethan

"He's hot, he's tall, he's strong...he's good Minecraft." -Jack

"Foolish peaked in high school, and then he kept going." -Ethan

Jack finding out that Ranboo is 6'6, and just going "Mother of God!", like he's discovered a demon in his midst

"If I mention Tokyo Ghoul, do you think he'll join the call?" -Jack about Sapnap

"I don't know what to do. I just have this sudden urge to play Juice WRLD, because I'm nervous." -Sapnap

The countdown starting, and Jack asking "why is the start of MCR playing over and over again??"

Jack seeing the lightshow lasers begin, and yelling "Anime is real, man!"

Sapnap confessing to using performance enhancing drugs in order to improve his Minecraft performance

Jack and Ethan getting immediately overwhelmed by all the sights and sounds of the decision dome

"I'm just going to be your bitch for this entire game." -Jack to Sapnap during GR

"Guys, I have to shit so bad right now." -Ethan, 30 seconds before the first game starts

Jack's absolutely horrifying GUI scale blocking his entire view

"These jams are insane!" -Ethan

Jack and Ethan just being absolutely lost during the crafting room while Ranboo and Sapnap make everything

"We did it guys! All four of us!" -Jack

Jack cheering them on by saying they're so "sexy" and "cool"! They're "hotter than Foolish!"

Sapnap asking what other beasts they have to kill, and Jack frantically screaming "DO WE HAVE TO KILL EACH OTHER??"

"HOW DO YOU MILK A COW??" -Ethan

"You guys are brothers to me now!" -Jack, after undergoing the Terrible Trials of Grid Runners

Ethan, panicked, asking that he's floating now, is that normal??

"I wanted to help so bad, and I just felt like a kid poking his parents, whining 'can I have a toy?" -Jack

Ranboo seeing that Green is still playing, and screaming "we're beating Youtube!"

Jack saying Build Mart (derogatory), and Sapnap immediately screaming "YEAHHH!!! BUILD MART SUCKS! BUILD MART SUCKS!"

"I just crave death for the enemy teams." -Sapnap

Sapnap being bestowed infinite eggs and immediately using the power to throw eggs into Red's area as much as possible

"They have a chicken army now." -Sapnap

Jack opting out of hunting people in PKT because he has asthma...you know how it is, this maid outfit's a bit tight...

Ranboo and Aimsey being frens :] besties :] every time they interact

Jack getting caught and screaming "AH! MY SPHINCTER!"

"That was the worst thing I've done in my life!" -Ethan

"Don't worry, you've got plenty of time to do more bad things!" -Jack

Sapnap going against the Simmers, apparently containing his nemesis??, and saying "Romeo and Juliet have gotta go!"

"I'll get them out literally...pretty quick." -Sapnap

Ranboo participating in gay on gay crime against Scott and briefly turning into the Joker

Jack and Ethan responding to Sapnap saying "I have to pee so bad it's ludicrous" in drastically different tones

"Do it where you sit." -Jack

"You have two minutes to do it! ^^" -Ethan

Jack seeing Tina letting a fox loose in the decision dome and screaming "TINA, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?"

"Oh my god, they had the chickens give birth on the field!" -Ranboo, traumatized

Sapnap rushing mid in SG and getting a ludicrous amount of gear and handing it out to the group, it's like that meme where a character has infinite weapon storage on their person

Jack yelling "Get out of our house!" at Green as they're murdering them

Ethan distressedly asking how do you eat in Minecraft??

Ranboo having to kill cute little animals and feeling VERY distressed about it

"Dude, you're like a bloodhound!" -Jack to Sapnap

Sapnap starting to feel bad about what they did to Green (as he should) and Jack reassuring him "it wasn't your fault they were caught with their pants down! You just clapped some cheeks."

Sapnap transforming into the Tasmanian Devil when he finds it they're playing BB

Sapnap doing something cool and immediately saying "that needs to go on Reddit!"

Ranboo saying he has an idea, and when Jack asks him what it is, replying "...I don't know."

"I kept dinking them, but they wouldn't fucking DIE!" -Jack

"That's my bloodhound!" -Jack about Sapnap

"For the gamers! Emphasis on the Gay." -Ethan

Sapnap asking if he can 1v4 Green as a bit, and then getting absolutely ROLLED by them

Jack managing to kill 3 of Lime and get a win at the very last second, and subsequently freaking out

"Oh, I'm so erect." -Jack

"Ranboo, you're a natural born leader!" -Jack

"Thank you, I'm really good at making people do what I want without them knowing." -Ranboo

"Bro, I'm getting all my shit stolen." -Sapnap during BM

"It's okay, I'm stealing everyone else's, so it evens out." -Ranboo

Jack asking for directions on what he should get, and Sapnap telling him to "get building things...very descriptive, I know."

The team wishing each other luck as they mute and deafen up for AR, and Jack quietly saying "I love you."

Ranboo recounting how he found out about MCC from watching Techno's record AR run

"This is the worst commentary for this game that I think I've ever done." -Ranboo

Jack and Ethan going through actual hell during this gamemode

"Jesus Christ, that was the worst thing that's ever happened. Fuckin' ay." -Ethan

Ranboo spectating Jack and yelling at him to "fly through the air, you majestic creature! Fly! Fly!"

Ranboo watching Ethan overshoot the jump pad and shoot into the void twice in the row, and Ethan rejoining the call with "THIS IS THE WORST DAY OF MY GODDAMN LIFE."

"There's one way to describe this, and it's just Ugh." -Sapnap

"Junji Ito style, everyone has their hole!" -Ethan about HITW

Sapnap just incoherently wailing his head off during the first round, while Jack shouts "big balls, big balls!"

This is straight up one of the most chaotic HITW povs that I've ever watched

"Oh good, I thought I just embarrassed myself in front of the whole JumboTron." -Jack after finding out there's 3 rounds

"Now you can potentially do it 3 times!" -Ranboo

Jack throwing down a pig and yelling "bacon will give you strength!"

Ethan seeing the CUTE wall and mistaking it for CUNT

Sapnap predicting the NoxCrew bringing out a second, secret BM round for the 8th game

"If you're gonna get coffee tomorrow, just don't get coffee tomorrow. Buy donations. Buy Pride." -Jack

"I just hope my gamer instincts kick in. I know this starts like The Purge." -Jack about Terra Swoop Force

Ranboo seeing the stack of NPCs in TGTTOS and calling them a totem

Sapnap fucking camping out at the end of the Cliffs maps and doing everything he can to kill Martyn

Ranboo freaking out and trying to figure out why he can't build, and Jack realizing it's because he's riding him

Ranboo becomes the Joker while fruit punching Scott pt.2

"StOp, 5up! Just tell me WHY?!?" -Sapnap

Ranboo finding out Green came last, and saying "well, that's what you get when you go to Youtube."

"You want to see me get shot, I see what you post on Twitter dot com! You want me shot, dragged through the mud, put in a meat grinder, and this is your chance! Donate now!" -Ranboo, encouraging the 20v20 donation goal

Ranboo saying they make the donation link confusing on purpose, then backpedaling rapidly, Jack trying to save it by saying it can't be STRAIGHTforward ;), and Ranboo immediately killing it again by responding "It's not straightforward because it's a money laundering scheme."

"I'm sad I can't see George kill Dream." -Jack about DB

"Why is it playing 80's cop movie music?" -Ethan

Jack cheering on Karl's downfall, and explaining that "Karl's the nicest guy, but it's fun to see him go down with an arrow."

Jack staring at Dream's block character moments before his death and commenting that he looks scared

"You saw his ghost!" -Ethan

"I could smell the pee in his pants!" -Jack

Sapnap saying his unicorn disappeared, in the saddest most confused voice, and Jack telling him "You should've held onto it."

"There was just a big clap of thunder, so if you don't hear from me, it's because I died." -Jack

"Nothing wrong with getting struck by lightning, it builds character!" -Ranboo

Ranboo saying he wants to get struck by lightning now, and Jack suggesting he could change his brand to Ran-bolt!

Everyone absolutely losing their minds as Jack wins the 20v20

"HE'S A GOD!!" -Ranboo

"Baby we may have come 7th, but here we came first!" -Ethan

The outrage when they see Red wearing all the crowns and standing with the coin, with Ranboo just getting on his unicorn and riding away

"I did not go through fire and flame for this! How dare you stand where he stood??" -Jack

"I've been on world tour, and this was way scarier than that." -Jack

Jack calling Sapnap "an absolute monster at this game", and Ranboo a great leader who's "very talented at these games as well".

Pink Parrots finished MCC Pride 22 in 7th place!

[aschlindartroom]

Happy World Building Wednesday!!! I'm VERY curious about New London!! It's totally domed and climate controlled? How did that all come to be? What's the world like outside of the dome--a shitty wasteland or insta-death or something else? Also how big is it and what's a rough estimate of the population?

Oh boy. This is a CAN OF WORMS but I will try to be succinct about it.

Sometime in the mid-22nd century, a whole bunch of shit went down all at once. I won't mention all of it here, since some of it is spoiler-zone, but the long and short of it is that after a 2nd cold war, a whole bunch of nukes went off at once and decimated the United States and most of Canada. The climate was already fucked and a nuclear winter didn't do anyone any favors. Fighting for limited resources on a dead planet, and for power in the vacuum left by the US, what was left of humanity fell into a brutal, centuries-long world war.

Construction on New London began in the 25th century. It was designed to be an enclosed, full self-sustaining synthetic environment (so, yes, a closed-off dome with air filtration and all kinds of great nonsense). There is a long story about how riders were sent out to all corners of the globe to find the last of humanity and bring them back that is actually pretty heart-warming. After 30 years, the dome was sealed off. The only time the door ever gets opened is for maintenance or when someone is exiled, because, well... it's still pretty shitty outside.

Logistically, New London is a 3-tiered city: Lower London at the bottom, Midtown in the middle, and the Heights at the top. The picture below is a VERY old concept work. Some things have changed, but the general idea is the same.

I don't think I've ever thought about how BIG it is, but it's... pretty big. There was a bit of a baby boom after the dome closed, since people felt safe and rations were pretty plentiful, so now there is a bit of a population crisis. There's some legislation being considered regarding household member limitations.

Heights is fairly small and Lower London is SPRAWLING, but the only map I've made is of Midtown. Not QUITE done yet, but I think the gist is clear. It's divided into districts, which were partly born when settlers came in and just started claiming areas. Small skirmishes when it started to get crowded lead to uneven area distribution and New Africa put up a wall because people tried to take their shit. Also, will probably change the names of the districts eventually. Placeholders for now.

WHEW. Oh my god. Hopefully, that answers some of your questions without sounding INSANE. There's a lot more I could go into, but damn we all got stuff to do.

[dontdropthatthunthunthun]

Thoughts on Louis in Amsterdam

Here are some of my memories and pictures of the show in Amsterdam yesterday. Made this post for myself and to maybe help out other people that feel a bit anxious about going to the show like I did :). It got a bit longer than anticipated so I put everything behind the cut.

First of all I was going with my anti-Larry friend so it was a bit awkward when I got happy about all the pride flags and she was going 'he's not gay so why all the flags it doesn't make sense.' (Explained how he helped the lgbtq+ community and then she understood it a bit more).

We were able to buy merch before getting in line, they opened a small merch shop in the venue where you could get in without having to get into the line. So we didn't have to worry about that later.

We arrived around 17.15 and the line was absolutely insane. The security guard said he had never seen a line that long for any concert in Afas Live. (for the people that know where this venue is, when I arrived the line was going until the Ziggo Dome and started to go around the back of the Amsterdam Arena after us. That's a line over 550m.

It was very cold outside so that's mostly why we didn't arrive earlier, I respect everyone in front of the line freezing their asses off for sometimes over a day, at least they had the restaurant across blasting 1D to keep them warm.

Doors opened at 18.30, the line just moved peacefully. Everyone was just walking and not pushing, once we got at the entrance a security guard told us to walk slowly and not push and that all went well.

After we showed our tickets and were inside the venue we went to get a locker for our coats and got in line for the toilets before we entered the hall where we bought water and found a place to stand for the concert. Once we found our place it was around 19.30. We stood a bit at the side of the crowd but not too far back (we were just behind the second barrier).

I met up with @goldenxsunshine in line and @hulahoo-p found us in the crowd (unfortunately I forgot to take a picture with her :( )

Happy girls after the concert

I was afraid everyone was going to push once Only The Poets or Louis started, but no one did and I'm very glad about that. I had space to move and nobody was even touching me so it was great. I've had different experiences with this at a One Direction concert back in the days so I was very glad that everyone was just chill and enjoying their time.

Only The Poets were AMAZING. Really liked their vibe and music, they thanked Louis about 4 times. Louis gave them a shout out too.

After Only The Poets ended we still had about half an hour for the main show. We just stayed at our spot and danced to the pre show playlist. When the Smiley thing came down everyone started screaming and every time a song ended and everyone thought the show was starting we screamed as well (took about 5 songs before it actually started so it was pretty funny).

When Louis came on stage I died. He looked SO good even better than I remembered. He looked so comfortable on stage and I was sooooo proud. (my pictures aren't the best since I had to zoom in quite a bit but enjoy some pictures of Louis singing his little heart out)

Louis was very observing. He stopped the show twice, because people in the crowd were waving that something was wrong. I think the first time it was a false alarm, but the second time first aid people carried a girl out of the crowd. I love that he pays close attention to that. It made me feel extra safe.

His voice is amazing, anyone that ever said he wouldn't be able to do a solo tour can shut their mouths now, the boy can SING. Jesus Christ he was good.

He pointed at some signs and smiled at some. I think one of them was about lyrics because he forgot them (I don't remember what song) but he laughed at a girls sign.

His interaction with the crowd was amazing. Even when you were a bit further in the back you had the feeling he appreciated you and you felt seen (I did at least).

Princess Park was LOUD (I have a video of it somewhere, I'll probably post my videos later) holy shit we were all screaming our hearts out.

Everyone sang along to most of the songs but especially to Only The Brave. I think there were less pride flags than other shows but I still saw quite a lot of them.

I was planning on filming always you but by the time my brain registered what song it was the Amsterdam line was already sung😂 It was still really loud tho.

Overall the concert was really amazing, honestly one of the best concerts I've ever been too and the most chill and dedicated crowd I've ever been in. Great vibes, great songs, AMAZING artist. God I love Louis so much.

A tip to end this with: if you are still going to one of the concerts (or a concert from another artist) BRING EARPLUGS, the music is LOUD and your ears won't appreciate it. Trust me you can hear the concert perfectly well with earplugs in. I took them out for a few seconds but plugged them in again almost instantly because the sound will ruin your ears (and we ofc want to keep listening to Louis without any ear related problems:)).

[discojupiters]

Another Lonely Night in New York

Casually uploading Bee Gees fanfic as if I haven't had this account for almost five years and I'm just now using it to post stuff because I am upset at the lack of Bee Gees fanfic that exists and I need to change that also cuz I haven't posted on any form of social media in literal ages and I just really want an excuse to post classic rock shitposts and whatnot. :D

Ao3 link to the fanfic if you'd prefer to read it there

Another Lonely Night in New York

Robin/Fluff

The rain had been predominantly worse at night than it had been in the morning. Dense raindrops splattered onto Robin's hotel room window as he sat near the window, flinching every now and then at the speed at which the pellets of rain struck the window. The weather had been like this for almost the entirety of Robin's stay in Manhattan, which made it difficult for him to see many of sights that he originally intended to see. He stayed for nearly 4 days straight cooped up in his hotel room and if he forced himself to stay in there a minute longer, he was about to go mentally insane; he had to get out and go outside for a stroll. Despite the brutal showers and the absence of an umbrella, he put on his coat and made his way down to the lobby and out the door. He knew not where his first stop would be nor how long he'd be out, all he knew was that he needed fresh air, whether the air was battling fierce weather or not. Robin trekked out east in hopes to find something worthy of his time.

Robin had originally desired to head to New York in order to find inspiration for new music for his solo album that he was working on. After the Bee Gees decided to take a break for a bit following the release of Living Eyes, Robin found himself in a great opportunity to release more solo albums and expand his talent as a songwriter. His intentions were unfortunately tampered with as the climate in New York at this time was not the best. Little to no inspiration had crossed through his mind for the entirety of his trip and he only had one more day before he needed to be back in London to begin recording sessions.

Robin's mind was as blank as a fresh piece of paper as he strolled through the streets of midtown Manhattan. Bright and colorful lights guided him to Times Square in what felt like no time. Robin had only prayed that something in those lively, radiant billboards and lights would make a light bulb go off in his head and give him enough material to write a perfect song.

The rain showed no signs of stopping any time soon, and it wasn't until now that Robin realized how foolish he looked sopping wet with his hair sticking to his face and neck while everyone else were as dry as bones under their umbrellas. Robin reached for the hood of his coat to hide his drenched hair only to notice he brought the coat without a hood instead of the other one he had in his room that did have a hood. He thought for a moment about heading back to the hotel to spare the rest of his embarrassment but he kept walking, tenacious to find even the smallest bit of inspiration for a new song.

The stop at a crosswalk was the first break Robin had given his legs in God knows how long the amount of time he had been walking for. They ached almost enough for Robin's knees to buckle and give out on him. He could feel people staring at him, businessmen coming home late from their office jobs, young fools in love heading to various restaurants and clubs downtown, rebellious teens on their way to their secret hideouts. All these people nice and dry under their umbrellas while they stared at the lonely freak in New York who couldn't have even bothered to bring the correct coat in order to save his head from the rainfall.

'Another lonely night in New York'

Eagerly waiting for the crosswalk light to flash white, at this point he couldn't wait until it was time to go back home to London. This trip had been nothing but disappointing to him. No benefits to his song writing or even his own well being what so ever. The only thing he'd catch from this trip now would be a cold from the rainwater coating his entire body, making his pants stick to his legs, seeping into his sneakers and making his socks damp, that he'd have to deal with once he got back home. On the bright side if he did catch a cold then he would be able to delay the recording sessions until his voice got better which would give him more time to write some more material for the album.

'The city of dreams just keeps on getting me down'

In the midst of all the dismay washing over him, he almost didn't notice that the rain had suddenly begun to repel him. He could still see the rain in front of him, yet none of it was touching him anymore. Puzzled, he looked above his head to see what had happened, but all he spotted was a black, dome shaped piece of nylon; the canopy of an umbrella above his head. The misty scent of perfume filled his nostrils. He glanced over to the right of him to find a woman holding the umbrella over his head for him. Her resting face was nonchalant as she peered across the street, also waiting for the crosswalk light to turn white, but she gave a coy smile to Robin when she noticed him staring at her.

Robin wanted to speak up, wanted to thank the winsome young lady for sharing her umbrella with him, but the words wouldn't come to him. As the crosswalk light finally changed, everyone made their way across the street. New Yorkers were fast walkers, it was strenuous to keep up with the woman. Her strut was self-assured, even in the six inch stilettos that she wore; it was like she injected confidence into her veins every morning. Robin was mesmerized by her. He was still thinking about the smile she gave him when they were on the other side of the crosswalk, trying his best to hide a cheeky, daydreaming smile.

As the walk with the woman continued, Robin couldn't help but wonder: Was he going to be following this woman around until she reached her destination? Did they both have the same destination? Robin didn't even know where he would end up, he wracked his brain wondering if this woman was gonna lead him somewhere or if she was just doing a quick favor and wanted him to leave now. The woman hadn't spoke the whole time. Her nonchalant expression turned into a gentle smile yet she refused to look at Robin anymore than that one glance she shot at him when he noticed her.

Robin and the woman were now exiting Times Square, the high-spirited lights merely staining the background now as the woman continued to head for the subway. Robin knew right then and there that it was time for him to head back, as much as he adored this woman, he couldn't take a chance. He didn't know her and God forbid he let himself get killed tonight all because he had love fogging up his brain just for a woman who did a single kind deed for him. Again, Robin's mouth couldn't open to say a goodbye. It was like his throat was frozen every time he was near this woman. After an extensive fight to make the words come out, he gave up and instead stayed put in his spot on the sidewalk, waiting for the woman to notice and hopefully say goodbye first. After the woman reached a few paces noticing Robin had left her side, she worriedly glanced around, holding onto her hair to make sure the rain didn't touch it. She glimpsed behind her to find Robin slowly sauntering backwards in order to give her the indication that he was leaving. She relaxed her arms as her gloved hands waved goodbye to Robin, granting him the same kittenish smile she had given him earlier that night. Robin waved back and finally turned around to make his way back to the hotel.

Robin tried hard not to glance back every few seconds to get one last look at the woman, but failed miserably; he couldn't help it. After fully losing sight of the woman, he ran back to his hotel. He was grateful that she helped him, yet suddenly glum now that he was aware that he may never see that woman again. He didn't know anything about her, not her name, not her voice, not her story, but that didn't stop him from falling head over heels for her. He knew that feeling wouldn't last long, it would probably be gone by the time he'd step foot on the plane back to London, but it was a nice thought to occupy his mind with for the time being. It fascinated him at times that he could be so in love with a woman that he knew absolutely nothing about all because she noticed him and did something good for him.

'Cause my baby's no longer around and my feelings can never be found'

Robin made it back to the hotel, tracking puddles of the water all the way up to his room. The first thing he did upon entering his room was remove all of his drenched clothes and head for the shower. Once he dried himself off, he frantically searched the room for a pencil and paper, heading to his window when he finally had one. Before he could even write down a single lyric, he found her. The woman who had helped him. She was making her way down the street of the hotel as if she had been walking in circles this entire time. Was she actually trying to reach a certain destination? Or was she just out and about looking for men to swoon over her through her acts of kindness? It didn't matter to Robin, because at least he got to take one last look at her that night. That was all he needed for inspiration. If that woman was enough to give a songwriter with writer's block inspiration for a new song, than in Robin's book that woman was enough to make the world go 'round. Robin wrote down lyrics as swiftly as they came to him.

'Another lonely night in New York, and my sorry eyes are looking out on the world'

[sevenstarsinning]

Summary: Raditz loses his mate when Planet Vegeta is destroyed and finds himself working alongside Prince Vegeta. When he comes to Earth to recruit his brother, he’s dealt another devastating blow when Goku refuses to join and leaves him near death. He’s found by a human and attempts to adapt to life on Earth.

Ch. 1 - Ch. 2 - Ch. 3 - Ch. 4

Chapter 5

Morning dew coated the outside of the pod and birds chirped on the tree branch nearby. It was way too cheery for early morning. Being awake at that time usually meant you either couldn't sleep at all or woke up long before you should have.

That morning you woke up too early but it was entirely Raditz's fault and you were more than okay with that.

Sometime during the night he wrapped his tail around your waist and pulled you up to sleep on his chest. That was where you woke up and that's where you remained, listening to him purr while his body heat kept you warm. The rise and fall of his chest was like a gentle rocking putting you completely at ease. That was no easy feat and there he was making you feel safe and content without even trying.

You lifted your head up to see he was awake. It felt like a kaleidoscope of butterflies fluttered in your stomach when you realized something was different.

"You're awake... and you're still purring."

His eyes locked onto yours and the butterfly feeling spread to your chest and throat leaving you seconds from saying something you probably shouldn't say.

"I'm comfo-"

"You're beautiful," you blurted. Your eyes widened and you let out a nervous laugh.

His brow raised in surprise, mouth slightly ajar. For a moment, you expected him to push you over to your side of the pod.

Instead, he smiled and struggled to keep his eyes on yours. He was nervous and you had no idea why.

"I've been called many things but uh... that's a new one," he finally said, breaking the anxiety inducing silence between you.

"Was that a bad thing to say?" You asked, unable to hide the worry in your voice and on your face.

"No, not bad at all. Just new."

When you saw the smile that spread across his face, you realized making a complete fool of yourself in front of him didn't bother you at all. In fact, you were willing to let it happen more just to see that smile. It was like a potent dose of serotonin and you needed more.

"I think I have a solution to our housing problem," you revealed, changing the subject to avoid doing something incredibly stupid.

His tail tightened around your waist and you knew he wasn't letting you up anytime soon.

Later that day, you and Raditz embarked on your first journey away from the house together. He usually stayed back when there were errands to run or groceries to buy. He wasn't a small guy by any stretch of the imagination and walking side by side with him downtown drew the gaze of many people passing by. It wasn't just his size that made people take notice, it was also his gorgeous mane of black hair that nearly touched the ground and his bulging muscles stretching the material of his t-shirt and jeans. It was Raditz in general, all the way down to the way he carried himself and the air of confidence he seemed to be naturally gifted with.

"This is definitely the place," you said, opening the door to a white dome shaped building.

Raditz shuffled in behind you, almost filling the doorway completely. A purple haired girl with the Capsule insignia on her shirt approached.

"Welcome to the Capsule store, my name is Lynn. Is there anything I can help you find?"

Her eyes drifted over to the huge saiyan next to you. He tilted his head, curious about her. Then it struck you, Raditz had little to no experience around other humans.

"Yeah, my house was half demolished when a... plane crashed into it." You knew exactly how ridiculous it sounded but saying a space pod carrying a hot alien crash landed on your house was out of the question.

"Was it a... an alien ship?" Lynn asked, glancing up at Raditz.

"How do you know that, human?" He said, stepping closer to the much smaller human.

"My boyfriend- " Before she could finish her sentence, an alarm blared and red lights flashed overhead. The ceiling opened up but before you could see what was happening, the tail tucked under Raditz's shirt flung out and coiled around your waist, pulling you safely behind him.

"You're supposed to be dead!" A voice called out amidst the chaos.

You peeked around Raditz to see an entire row of artillery from the ceiling aimed at him. A teal haired woman standing on the other side glared, not the least bit intimidated.

"Hey, can you get the insane security to stand down, he's not going to hurt anyone," you yelled back, waving your hand.

"Is that... is that a human behind you?" The woman asked, trying to get a better view.

"Help me out, big guy, your tail won't let me go," you said. Your heart felt like it might beat out of your chest. Everything happened so fast you barely had time to react.

"And put you in harm's way? No, you stay back there, this is Kakarot's friend," Raditz growled.

"Wait... you mean Goku?" Lynn said from behind a shield that went up around her automatically.

"Raditz, calm down. They haven't attacked, we can talk to them," you whispered. It was hard to hide the panic in your voice over the predicament you found yourself in.

"Human, where is Kakarot?" Raditz asked, turning his attention to Lynn.

"Enough!" The other woman shouted. "If you promise to keep him on a leash, I'll disarm security."

"Raditz, please?" You begged, lightly scratching the back of his head to soothe him.

He let out a little growl and loosened his tail. "Fine."

The red lights retracted along with the row of weapons and disappeared into the ceiling.

"All I have to do is hit one button and those will come back out, so don't try anything," the woman said, approaching him without a trace of fear.

"I'm Bulma, I'm assuming you're the one taming the saiyan?" She stepped around him to look at you.

"Trying to," you laughed nervously. Raditz still had his tail around you, protecting you even without an immediate threat.

"Come on, let's go out back and talk. Lynn, close up and go home. Make sure Goku knows about this," Bulma said, giving out orders as she guided you and Raditz towards the back of the dome.

The back door led to a shaded patio with a row of tables and thick, beautiful foliage lining the sides to offer privacy to anyone sitting out there.

"Raditz can sit there," Bulma said, pointing at the first table, "we're going to the back table."

"No, I'm staying with her," he snapped, his tail coiling tight around your waist again.

"It's okay, big guy. I'm safe, this is like the smartest and richest woman in the world," you said, nodding towards Bulma. He eyed her wearily but relented and loosened his hold.

You gave him a reassuring smile before following her to the last table.

"Sorry about the security system in there, it's not even loaded with ammo, it's just a deterrent. What did you come in for?" Bulma asked, taking a seat at the last round white table.

"A house. His pod wrecked mine when he landed. We've actually been sort of living in his pod and it's not very roomy," you explained.

Bulma was unfazed by all of it and that piqued your curiosity.

"You've been sleeping in the pod with him? Has anything happened?" She leaned in and kept her voice low.

"Not really. It was a little rough at first but he's adjusting," you said in a hushed voice.

"That's good. He's definitely a lot less hostile than I remember." She glanced past you at Raditz. You could tell her mind was racing, sorting through the chaos that just came back into her life.

The two of you talked for a while, you filled her in on Raditz and she told you about Goku and the little bit she knew about saiyans. You were looking forward to meeting him at some point and even though it was a long shot given the history, maybe Raditz and Goku could at least talk. That could be a step towards him finding happiness on Earth.

"I'll make you deal. If you keep an eye on him and tell me if anything weird happens, I'll give you a capsule house." She said it like she was giving you a piece of cake as opposed to a whole house.

"Bulma, no. That's way too much, let me pay," you countered.

She reached in her pocket and pulled out a handful of capsules. "How many bedrooms were you thinking?"

"Just one, that's all I can really do at the moment."

She settled on a pink capsule and placed it on the table in front of you. "That's a three bedroom. It's one of the models we used for photos so it's fully furnished and you're not paying for it."

"Bulma, you don't even know me. I-"

"Your saiyan back there came to Earth to recruit Goku. The only reason he's here is because of my friend which means your house is gone because of this. It's the least we can do for you," she said, pushing the capsule closer.

"And remember, call me immediately if anything feels off with him, okay? This is a direct line to me," she said, passing a business card to you with the Capsule logo shimmering on the top left corner and a phone number scrawled across the bottom.

"At least let me pay you something for this, please?" You pleaded with her.

"Absolutely not. Just come to my next party, I’ll introduce you to Goku," she said, refusing to take no for an answer as she headed back inside the building.

On your way back to the car, Raditz remained silent. There was no good way to approach the subject of his brother. That had to be weighing on him.

"What's that place?" He finally spoke, pointing towards the small building on the other side of the road.

"It's a bar. One of my favorites actually," you replied, coming to a stop at a four way intersection.

"What's a bar?"

"A place where people usually drink strong tasting liquids that make them feel funny."

"Strong liquids?" He raised an eyebrow and sat forward just enough to see past his hair which had taken up residence between the two of you.

"We call it alcohol. It's how I ended up in that field the night I found you."

"Libations. That's what we called them."

Instead of continuing straight through the intersection, you made a quick left followed by a right and pulled into the parking lot.

You entered the old, dimly lit bar with Raditz in tow. The evening crowd was starting to trickle in.

Raditz found a table while you ordered drinks. You leaned back against the bar while you waited, watching him mess with the phone you gave him. It looked so small in his hands and he looked adorable navigating what he called primitive technology.

After very carefully walking back to your table, you sat a tray full of drinks in the middle and pulled out a chair.

A big, strong arm wrapped around your waist and the next thing you knew, you were sitting in Raditz's lap. You were already so used to cuddling with him in the pod that you didn't think anything of it.

As the day turned to night, you introduced Raditz to all of your favorite drinks and even some you didn't like just to see his reaction. Aside from trips back to the bar to order more drinks, he kept you in his lap with an arm around your waist.

He required a ton of alcohol to even get a buzz and you were content sipping and never getting totally drunk. One of you had to stay a little sober to avoid bad decisions.

"What is this one?" Raditz asked, holding up a pint glass of blue liquid.

"That is your last drink of the night, big guy." You grabbed it and took a quick sip before handing it back.

"It's called... last drink of the night?" He stared at the glass, confused by the weird name.

"It's called an Adios Motherfucker."

"Say that again but... slower," he said with a big goofy smile. Drunk Raditz wasn't too different from the sober version. The thing you noticed the most was the sadness in his eyes. You watched it slowly fade until it was gone completely. His smiles lit up his entire face and he laughed louder.

"Can I have another one of these?" He asked, holding up his empty glass.

"Dude, I've already had to drag you to my house once, we're not doing that again," you chided.

"Human... sweetheart- just one?" He stuck out his bottom lip and pouted.

"Human sweetheart. That's a new one," you laughed, shaking your head at how ridiculously cute he was.

You relented and bought him one more drink. The expensive bar tab made you feel sick but it was worth every penny to see him finally shed the darkness that enveloped him. Even if it was only for a night.

As soon as the chilly night air hit your face, you regretted not bringing a jacket.

"Saiyan, give me your warmth," you said, ducking underneath his massive arm.

"We not driving?" He asked, lifting you into his arms like a child.

"I've had one too many drinks." You buried your face against his neck and settled in for the walk home. Luckily it wasn't far and you liked getting carried by Raditz, especially with his hands on your ass to hold you up.

"You smell good," he said in a sleepy voice as you neared your half destroyed house.

"You can still smell my perfume? I figured that would've faded by now."

"No... not that," he muttered, burying his face against your neck to sniff you. If it was anyone else, you probably would've freaked out.

"Your scent, the normal one."

You pulled back and smiled. “Wait, do you have some kind of heightened sense of smell that I don’t know about?”

“Yeah, it’s a saiyan thing. We can pick up on scents and changes in scents we’re familiar with. Particularly with females we’re close to or want to be close to.”

He crossed the lawn to the backyard and lowered you to the ground. “How does this capsule thing work?”

You pulled it from your pocket, clicked the small button and tossed it approximately where you wanted your new house to be.

“Holy shit, Bulma,” you said in awe of the beautiful house she gave you. It was far too much and you were already trying to figure out ways to pay her back. You and Raditz explored the house briefly before calling it a night, exhausted from the day.

You tossed and turned even though the new bed was the most comfortable thing you had ever laid on. The temperature in the room was perfect and it was dark enough, but something still wasn't right.

You knew what it was but you didn't want to acknowledge it. Lines had already been crossed on multiple levels with your unexpected roommate. You shared the pod out of necessity, nothing more.

Minutes ticked by and you only seemed to get less sleepy. You finally got annoyed enough to get out of bed and go to the living room, but you didn't make it there. You ran straight into a wall of saiyan at the end of the hallway.

"Holy shit! What the hell are you doing out here?" You stepped back and saw him carrying a glass of water.

"I can't sleep so I got a glass of water. That a crime, you tiny pain in the ass?" He asked with a little smirk.

"No, it's not a crime, you giant pain in the ass," you said in a mocking tone.

"Can I sleep with you?"

You knew he meant actual sleep, but your brain processed it in a different way entirely and it left your panties wet.

"Sure," you said, against your better judgement.

He followed you back to your room and walked around to the other side of the bed while you got back under the covers on your side. He laid down and turned on his side to face you.

"Bedroom not comfy enough?" You asked, scooting closer to him. He draped his arm over you and started to fade right away.

"Not that... just didn't have you," he said before drifting off to sleep.

You were wide awake until he started purring, head rested against your shoulder. It didn't matter how much you tried to fight off the feelings you were having for him, they weren't going away. The last thought you had before you finally fell asleep was the realization that you needed Raditz by your side to fall asleep.

A loud crash outside made the entire house shake. Raditz was up in the blink of an eye checking the window to see what it was. His tail fluffed up and moved wildly behind him.

You scrambled out of bed to look for yourself but there was nothing, just the backyard.

"What's wrong, big guy? Are you seeing something I'm not?"

"I need you to stay behind me and if anything happens to me, run," he said, effectively scaring the hell out of you.

"What? You can't just say that with no explanation! What's going on?" Your anxiety skyrocketed as he moved past you to head towards the living room.

"Raditz- "

"Behind me," he snapped.

Before you could protest, the front door was kicked completely off the hinges and left in a mangled heap on the floor. A tall, muscular guy with short, spiky black hair walked in. One eye was covered with some kind of device you had never seen.

"This is what you've been doing, huh? There's something incredibly wrong about a domesticated Saiyan," the man said with a cocky grin.

A shorter man stepped in behind him, black hair shooting towards the sky like small spires. He also had the same device covering one of his eyes and he somehow looked even more intimidating than the bigger one.

"Prince Vegeta, Turles," Raditz said, giving them each a nod.