#Alex Gopher

[wubbywubwub]

My House in Montmartre promo sticker sheet

[haikumixtape]

[dj-bouto]

LBA K7 [086-A] feat. Alex Gopher, Circulation, Jan Driver, Patrick Lindsey...

Disco-techno afterhours @ Chez So in Mulhouse, Fr / 1998

Keywords : Alex Gopher / Laurent Garnier / Circulation / Jan Driver / Patrick Lindsey / Monny Berenguel / Miguel Migs / Clubmix / Can you feel da beat / Dj Sneak / John Acquaviva / Definitive / Green Light / Green Velvet / Nuphonic / Guidance …

[xavierjamaux]

First track under my bangbang moniker on #sourcelab

with some other French Guys ...

[hunterbunter3000]

Thinking about a fake dating scenario like say Sweets family is always bothering her about not dating anyone and she lies and says “actually I am seeing someone!” But then they ask to meet the person so now she has to find someone ti be her fake date. I would imagine the boys would be fighting each other for a chance to do that.

I know this is super random haha I’m just talking to talk at this point.

YES! AND RANDOM IS GOOD 👏👏 talk the talk and walk the walk babes! Any ideas you have SPEAK ON IT!!! 💓

But omg you're right, they would

Sweetheart walked in the living room, where the team was sitting on the couch drinking beers. She was talking on the phone as she walked past them to the kitchen, not even noticing the boys.

And she's talking to her mom about her love life. Saying "Yes ma! I will bring him this time!" And "You can tell Danni to shut the hell up cause he is real". And then she says love you and hangs up the phone.

Sweetheart, looking at everybody:

The boys looking at her:

Sweetheart: Okay who wants to be my boyfriend for the day

then they all say M E

And all hell breaks loose 💀💀

Soap: What tae FUCK do y'mean 'mE', Ghost?

Ghost: the fuck do YOU mean 'mEaH', Mactavish?

Soap: I SAID ME

Ghost: nah see-- you did it again. 'MeAh'. It's two letters.

Soap: AH WULL PUMPIN' BREAK YE YAH BRITISH CRUMPET

Sweetheart: uhm, guys?

Gaz: Bitch don't even try

Horangi: And why should I listen to you?

Gaz: You get a nose bleed everytime Sweets hugs you.

Horangi: WHAT?? HOW DO-- HOW CAN YOU EVEN SEE THAT I WEAR A MASK

Gaz: it drips under it, bruv. And I don't think her parents want to witness an extremely touched starved man get an aneurysm everytime their daughter touches him.

Sweetheart: GOOD LORD GAZ--

Horangi: OH YOU THINK YOU'RE SO MUCH BETTER? YOU CRY EVERYTIME SWEETHEART TELLS YOU A GOOD JOB

Gaz: YO I DO NOT-

Ghost: He cries when Capitan says it too.

Horangi: THAT TOO

Gaz: GHOST STAY THE FUCK OUT OF THIS

Price: You cry when I tell you good job?

Sweetheart, kinda touched but concerned: And you cry when I say it too?

Gaz: UHM- SIR I-- WELL SWEETS YOU-- FUCK

Krueger: Ignoring the emotionally unstable man--

Gaz: HEY

Krueger: You should take me, Kleine Göttin.

König: Don't, Sweets. You'll never return if you do

Krueger: König what the fuck

Krueger: You can't even talk your way into getting gas at a gas station, you think her parents want to see you freeze like a tortoise having sex when they talk to you?

König: AT LEAST I DONT SNIFF ANY SEATS SWEETHEART WAS IN

Krueger: THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS

König: IT HAS E V E R Y T H I N G TO DO WITH THIS

Sweetheart: Krueger-- YOU DO WHAT

Ghost: He also sniffs your hair

Sweetheart: You do that too, Ghost

Ghost, stares at Krueger: Not while you're sleeping.

Sweetheart: KRUEGER????

Krueger: GHOST SHUT THE FUCK U P

Alejandro: Please don't take Krueger, mama. He would end up in prison

Krueger: (angry German words)

Alejandro: You can take me! They'll love my charm.

Price: What, so you can flirt your way out of personal questions they'll most definitely ask you?

Ghost: Especially with that five-palm forehead you got

Alejandro: CÁLLATE LA BOCA DECORACIÓN DE HALLOWEEN

Rudy: Price, you have no say in this matter. You can practically be her father's golfing buddy.

Sweetheart: uhm, my dad doesn't golf--

Price: I'm 37 you fucking Muppet

Sweetheart: nevermind.

Rudy, surprised: Really?? Damn I didn't know that! You just looked like one of Super Mario's long lost cousins to me because of the janitor mustache you have on your old body

Price: Mother fucker--

Ghost: I don't think you would do well either when you look like a human gopher

Rudy: GHOST WHERE DO YOU KEEP COMING FROM

Alex: ROACH OW STOP HITTING MY FACE

Roach on Alex's shoulders:😠 pap-pap-pap-pap-pap-pap (like a fucking cat)

Sweetheart, rubbing her temples: Oh my fucking GOD- I'LL JUST CHOOSE MYSELF THIS IS TAKING TOO LONG AND GAZ LOOKS LIKE HES ABOUT TO CRY

Gaz, tearing up: I AM NOT

Soap: Me!

Horangi: It's me!

Graves, picking his nails:

Graves: It's probably not me.

Keegan: Uh... If it's no trouble, you can take me. I have to give your brother his game boy back anyway

Everyone looking at Keegan:

Soap: w u t

She takes Keegan.

(He honestly had a good time! Yes, he did start a fire with her siblings accidentally but other than that her parents loved him. Sweetheart sent pictures to everyone and omg they were so SALTY SAD AND JEALOUS. Ghost kinda smiled at a picture with Sweetheart and Keegan together, Keegan's face without the mask and grease paint wearing a nervous but kind smile. He looks happy. The others don't but they'll get over it someday💀💀)

[alexagirlie]

Sasnak City The Kingdom Convention - Day 3

(Link to Day 1) (Link to Day 2)

The final day! This day was a catch up day to make up any missed autographs and photos that didn't get done the first two days.

My group had a ton of photos to make up but we did hit a bit of a snag.

Our first photo of the day went great, a group photo with all four of us along with Mark and Arnas. Arnas once again coming up with the sword pose idea.

However after this photo my friend, who has a medical condition, partially collapsed and had to be brought back to her seat and had to sit out the rest of the photo op session.

(I really applaud the staff at this event for doing everything they could to make sure she was ok but she did end up having to have her own make up session later in the day and sat the rest of this one out.)

I got my last two photos done, one with Arnas and another one with both the boys.

I got to hug Arnas (my life is complete) and they both said good bye to my friend on their way out to lunch.

I also want to give a huge shout out to Rod Hallet (Constantine), after he was finished with his own photos for the day he came and sat with my friend and chatted with her for a bit while the rest of us got our photos done. He had opened his gift bag from the group and had read the poem my friend had write for him and he really like it. (She did one for all the cast, done in anglo saxon style, plus did a version translated in to old english as well). He was very very sweet.

After the photo op session was over it was time for lunch and then we got our autographs from Ryan. He was also very sweet and asked if my friend was feeling better and helped her to a chair while i got my print signed.

After that my friend and I had our meet and greet with Mark.

The man was late. He spent his lunch hour doing some sort of virtual tour thing and then at the last minute decided to eat. He still had half a cookie when he showed up 🤣

We got lots of good info during the meet and greet, including insider info on a new project he is writing that he would like to make one day. A super, super dark comedy.

I also asked about any ad lib that made it in to the show and he told us they did so much! The line about eating too much cabbage in season 5 was aaaalll him :D

We did our selfies.

Then they decided to save time by finishing his meet and greet with autographs in the same room and my friend had a ton of stuff so I was her gopher. Carrying things, running back and forth etc...

We ended up having to boogy back to the photo op room so my friend could get the last of her photo ops (Arnas helped her to and from her chair, dude took pretty much her whole weight and she is as tall as he is). I definitely got my steps in! She also got the last of her autographs from Arnas and Eliza and we had a little bit more time to chat with them.

They really are so, so very amazing.

The convention ended with everyone back in the main hall and watching 2 more short films!

There was 1 film, called Man Made, which featured Cavan and Harry, plaging a father and son and was a little heartbreaking.

The second film was written by Amelia and starred our very own Stiorra(Ruby)! It is called Oh Rats! and it was so amazing, and weird and creepy and i really, really loved it.

The final event concluded with a surprise as well....

This is not the end.

There will be a 2025 event! (Your welcome, my friend and I suggested a 5 year reuinion to the organizer and she took it to heart!)

The actual reason was because a sword she had the cast signed to be auctioned for charity was missing the shield plate (it has since been found) and she didnt want it to go to waste.

So 2025 The Kingdom is a go! It will be open to previous attendees first, and I am already brainstorming how to start saving money for wheb the dates are announced! (I'm opening commissions soon if anyone is interested!)

Ps. Mark is meeting up with Alex in Italy and will put a good word in! So. Maybe an Uhtred appearance next year???

[randomvarious]

French Trip Hop Playlist

Well, folks, I'm a little annoyed here, because my general rule with these playlist posts is that a playlist needs to have at least 10 songs, and this one did have 10 songs at one point, but the powers that be at Spotify decided to remove a couple of them, and I can't replace them, so here I am posting a playlist that has under 10 songs 😣.

But I've got an update for it that brings us back up to 9: Paris native Kid Loco's "Flyin' on 747," a sweet, dreamy, and silky cut that first appeared as the closing track on his own brilliant DJ-Kicks mix for German label !K7 in 1999. Most of that mix is super duper, out-of-its-mind stoned, but this tune in particular is just a very relaxing and head-nod-inducing, cinematic piece of late 90s string-keys-and-hand-drum chillout 😌. And it has a little turntablism on it too. Currently at over 2.55M plays.

Kid Loco - "Flyin' on 747"

And I added this same song to the YouTube version of this playlist too. Normally I have other songs to add to these YouTube versions that can't be found on Spotify, but none this week. However, the songs that were removed from the Spotify version are still on this YouTube one, so if you wanna hear a couple more dusted, molasses-slow gems from the great DJ Cam, or a sweet, trumpet-laced groove from a guy from Versailles named Bang Bang, who was in a high school band with the two guys who would go on to form Air as well as Alex Gopher, give it a listen!

And this playlist is also on YouTube Music.

So this little update brings us up to 9 songs that clock in at almost 50 minutes on Spotify, but over on YouTube, we now have 13 songs that clock in at a nice 69 minutes 😎.

And I have some more French trip hop playlists too, in case you want to get more specific:

1990s French Trip Hop: YouTube / YouTube Music Île-de-France Trip Hop: YouTube / YouTube Music 1990s Île-de-France Trip Hop: YouTube / YouTube Music Paris Trip Hop: YouTube / YouTube Music

Leaving electronic music for a while with these weekly playlist posts after this one. Next week we'll have 90s punk rock!

Enjoy!

More to come, eventually. Stay tuned!

Like what you hear? Follow me on Spotify and YouTube for more cool playlists and uploads!

[alexkomnerdkru]

FNLSG FIC UPDATE: CHAPTER 2 HAS BEEN POSTED Falling Never Looked So Good by alexkomnerdkru My mind is seriously blown by the love and support for this fic just in its first chapter. In fact, I was so excited that as a thank you, I wrote the second chapter and released it over a week early.

Also, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LEXA! Thanks again so much everyone for all the love! Enjoy! ❤ - Alex

[Chapter 2 - Preview]

Keeping the lights off, Lexa pads to the kitchen, careful not to wake the mass of wild dirty-blonde hair and sprawling limbs spread akimbo on her couch. A very loud, very inebriated Anya came stumbling in around 3 am, effectively scaring the hell out of Lexa, barely getting one shoe off before grabbing whatever blankets were within arms reach and promptly passing out. 

She makes herself a cup of coffee as silently as possible and leans against the counter, looking into the living room with an amused grin. Anya snores lightly; mouth hung open with drool dribbling down her chin and pooling in the bend of her elbow.  Unable to resist, Lexa snaps a picture before she begins scrolling through her phone. She hits play when she finds what she is looking for, sighing contentedly into her mug as the sound of Jacques Offenbach’s The Gallop Infernal blasts through every smart speaker in the house.  

“WHAT THE FU–” Anya yelps, cut off abruptly when she flails off the couch and hits the floor with an oomph . She pops up from her tangle of blankets like a deranged gopher, immediately regretting the sudden movement. She collapses back on the floor and presses both hands to her ears. “What fresh hell is this,” she groans. Not daring to open her eyes, she fumbles a hand across the couch above her until she finds a pillow and slams it over her head. 

Anya actually mewls in relief when Lexa finally takes pity on her and turns off the music. “Good morning, sunshine,” she sing-songs. “Have fun with Raven last night?”

Anya spares just enough of what precious energy she has to give her the finger. “What time is it?” she grumbles. “Six.”

“Kill me.”

“I’d be more than happy to give you the warrior's death you deserve. Coffee first?”

Lexa barely holds in her laughter as Anya just nods into the carpet.

Read Chapter 2 on AO3

[baubeautyandthegeek]

A Model Love - Alex Blake/JJ Jareau

A/N: Day 4 of @criminalmindsweek​  - this one uses most of the prompts honestly. 

People always assumed Alex was some kind of undercover cop. She wasn’t, she was simply smart. Still she didn’t take offense, how could she? It was practically a compliment. She had, however, wondered why she found it so easy to get a gig as a model, not quite understanding why people kept finding her so attractive. Then she’s approached, shyly, by a sweet younger woman. JJ Jareau. Art student and gopher for her agent. “I have to photograph someone for my art class…” JJ sounds nervous. “Will you be my model?” “Of course I will.” Alex can’t help her smile, flattered by the way the tentative, timid, girl had approached her. They head back to JJ’s flat, Alex poses and waits for JJ to be ready to give her more advice. JJ falls quiet, of course, then speaks softly. “Can we… try without the jacket?” So they try. Alex smiles as she leans forward over the end of the sofa, propping her hand under her chin, tucking her fingers against her cheek, leaning carefully on the sofa, her free arm positioned to lean solely on the sofa. The shutter clicks, JJ adjusts her position, takes her photos, moves again and takes many more, moving forward to adjust a curl of hair behind Alex’s ear, taking one more photo. Then pausing. “Perfect.” JJ’s smile is soft, her voice slightly softer as she moves to set the camera down, her voice gentle. “Can I… pay for your time?” “No. No. Just… keep working on your art, alright?” Years later, fidgeting with the ring on her finger, Alex would wonder if maybe, just maybe, JJ had known from the start that they were meant to be.

[away-ward]

I really don’t understand Alex at all and I genuinely don’t like her . From the first time she was introduced I didn’t like her. If she hadn’t become friends with rika she wouldn’t even be in the books so much . She’d just be wills friend . And I find it so weird how every single time she introduces herself she says “ Alex palmer . I’m wills friend “ like we get bitch you are close . And she was doing too much trying to become friends with banks . And why does Will admire Alex so much ? What about Emory like hellooooo. Idk it bothered me a lot how close will and Alex are . And also the fact that Will does NOT understand Emory at all . Don’t kill me but I think Damon and Emory would’ve made a great couple cause they actually understand each other idk .

I haven’t talked extensively about Alex in a while, so why not now?

I myself was pretty indifferent to Alex at first. She was just there – she was a tool to send a message. It’s one of the most annoying parts of Corrupt, in my opinion. We’re force fed PD’s thoughts on something through their characters, though Alex is a bit easier to swallow than Rika’s spontaneous class speech about the new generation.

In Corrupt, Alex is meant to be a role model for Rika, who wants to break out of this good girl mold she’s been forced into. Alex introduces Rika to the reality that girls can have sex, for a good time and/or for money, and still be a decent person. Girls can also have sex with girls! Novel thought, that is.

It’s through Alex that Rika is able to become a more realized version of herself. She’s opened to new ideas and experiences that she has always been thinking somewhere in the back of her head. Except now she can say them without fear of judgement, all thanks to Alex and Michael.

However, as has been discussed, Corrupt was written without the three follow-ups in mind. Alex’s progression with the group was never planned. But PD loved her and so did fans. There needed to be another reason for Alex to stick around. A common pick-me girl quality is that they can’t be friends with other girls, but this has never been a problem with Rika or Alex. There would have been no problem with Alex just appearing every once in a while, as Rika’s college friend.

This is where is starts to get irritating. In Corrupt, Alex doesn’t really do anything deserving of the horsemen’s favor. Will likes her, but Will likes a lot of girls. He brings her out to Thunder Bay but pays no attention to her (on page). It’s clear that she’s Rika’s friend, not theirs. Now that Rika didn’t need her anymore – other than a neutral friend she occasionally joked about having sex with but never actually engaged with despite the group’s dynamic – what was Alex supposed to do?

PD’s solution is to shift Alex’s mainstay in the group from Rika to Will. In Hideaway, Will is no longer paying Alex for her company. In Kill Switch, she’s his "best friend" to replace Damon. And in Nightfall, she’s his reflection. All the things it would be natural for Alex to do with Rika she now does with Will because Rika doesn’t need her anymore.

To be clear, I don’t think PD planned on Will and Alex becoming as close as they were. I think as PD started getting the sense of Will’s story, it made sense by that point in time, they'd have a strong connection. It also gave PD a chance to satisfy Alex’s fans demanding a HEA, and their own desire to see Alex happy.

When I say I don’t mind Alex’s role in the series, I am specifically talking about her friendship with Will and her role as the group’s gopher. That's not a bad role to have, and if executed well, could have been interesting. What I hate about Alex is that she has a habit of putting people in situations that aren’t always good for them, that they don’t want to be in, and she has plot armor. No character, but especially a side character, should have plot armor. It would be one thing if she crossed the line occasionally but also faced consequences for it. It would be one thing if there were things asked of her that she was never able to fulfill, either because of lack of skill or it made her uncomfortable, or she simply didn't want to. But it never fails, no matter what happens, Alex is perfect.

And perfect characters just aren’t interesting to me.

There is the additional issue that PD loves Alex, and therefore the narrative never implies that Alex can be wrong.

Take Rika for example. She and Michael frequently argue, and while it’s annoying, I can see both sides of their issues, and I’m never told who’s side I should be on. With Alex, the narrative always implies I’m supposed to see her point of view; I’m supposed to be on her side; for all her failings, she’s sympathetic.

Sorry, but I don’t buy it. Never trust a character that’s always right.

But that’s my thoughts. Let’s address some of yours.

She’d just be wills friend

I think it’s interesting how even though she’s been tied to Will, she’s still different. Kai, Damon, and Will sleep around until their love interest enters the scene, but we don’t see any of those girls sticking close. So why does Alex get the exemption. Until Hideaway, she’s not doing anything that make her invaluable to the group. And after that, she basically becomes whatever they need when they need it.

Kai needs a personal shopper? Well good thing Alex is a fashionista.

Rika needs a friend to teach defense classes with? Well good thing Alex has a deep interest in promoting women’s rights. Never mind how she had the time to reach the level that she can teach in less than a year. It’s Alex.

Banks needs a girl to help her get out of her shell, but she doesn’t trust Rika? Well, good thing we have Alex.

Alex’s character was never meant to go anywhere, and if PD didn’t love her so much, she wouldn’t have even been Will’s special friend. She’d be the escort that lives in the build that they occasionally hire to help in some circumstances because she’s discreet.

why does Will admire Alex so much ? What about Emory like hellooooo

My opinion is that Will equally admires both. That’s why Alex knows about Emory before they meet – Will’s already talked her up. But by the time Emory, Alex, and Will are in the same room, Will is already so angry at Emory that his admiration it can’t come through.

The boys like Alex because she acts and thinks like them – she has no shame, doesn’t need any one’s approval, does what she wants, and has a good time doing it. It’s what actually makes her a pick-me girl. If it weren’t for her being so highly feminine, she’d be just one of the guys.

Then, when they understand that she doesn’t come from privilege like them, but built herself up, they give her their respect. And to be clear: it’s admirable that Alex faced the loss of her friends and scholarship. That’s a huge blow, especially at 18, and the fact that she was able to find away to support herself without missing a beat is a feat that should be recognized. It’s everything else about her that I have trouble accepting.

But I’ve said this before and I still believe it, Alex’s success does not diminish Emory’s by any means. Just because Alex can do all that with a smile on her face doesn’t mean that Emory surviving is less noteworthy just because she’s depressed. Likewise, Emory being mean because her life is incredibly difficult doesn’t make her more realistic that Alex. They approached two difficult situations with different methods and both should be recognized for it.

Will just has an easier time with Alex than with Emory. Alex doesn’t challenge his view of the world or his circumstances. Alex doesn’t expect more from him. Alex puts up with his bare minimum effort. There’s comfort and resting, which we all need at time, and then there’s wallowing in self-pity. It’s easier for Will to appreciate Alex’s success because he never wanted to be apart of it. Emory also succeed on her own, but he wanted to be apart of that story and she refused to let him. He’s bitter for sure, but he doesn’t deny that she’s done it.

also the fact that Will does NOT understand Emory at all

I kind of do disagree with this take. Will understands Emory very well. But again, there are times when he’s too clouded by anger to accept her. To me, understanding and accepting are two different things. When Will accepts Emory for who she is, instead of what he tries to convince himself she is, that his understanding really shines.

Don’t kill me but I think Damon and Emory would’ve made a great couple cause they actually understand each other idk .

See, I only see Damon and Emory working under a very specific set of circumstances. But outside of that I think they’re too similar. Yeah, they understand each other because they went though years of abuse, but they both need people who live outside of that world. They’d find comfort in someone who can identify with and validate their experiences, but they also need people who will push them not to live only with that in view. For better or worse, Will and Winter fill that role for them.

But that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t read a Damon/Emory fic! I’m so interested in seeing how someone else would make it work.

This is probably a lot more than you were expected. Sorry about that. I just had a few thoughts about Alex dying to get out, and with your message, they refused to stay in any longer. Hope you don't mind!

Thanks for the message. I know my opinions on Alex are a tad bit more relaxed than others, but it's still interesting to see how divisive she is as a character.

[mnfrostofficial]

Top 5 goalies of course 🤍

hehe thank you i did not think i would have this much to say on this topic

gimme answer: lev number 1 favorite because i'm not really a goalie girl but somehow she was still the One for me right off the bat. i miss my spa lev icon tbh. and i miss her and her fish pads.

2. nicole hensley. her first game of the season this year bewitched me body and soul

3. flower <3 honestly i thought he'd be lower on the list but i was at the home game where they did his 1000 game/500-whatever wins ceremony earlier this year and. honestly that was one of the most special hockey games i've ever been to so

4. alex stalock on account of he was fun and i miss him

5. first goalie to ever grace a poster on my wall as a pre-teen noora raty sdmfsjkd couldn't tell u anything about her these days but she was part of those unreal years for the gophers and i adored that team at the time

[beardedmrbean]

Oh what a darling, looks like one I had named Alex, he lived outside because he refused to be a inside cat quite sternly, but he never left the back yard and garage, lived a very long life even when compared to inside cats, was great at getting the gophers in the yard gone.

Skittish for a long time till he discovered that getting pet was nice, then that switched.

Please give some ear skritches from me to the pretty baby

[soul-dwelling]

I'm sorry if this question bothers you (you can ignore it if you want) but you recent post about Beyond the Boundary made me remember a personal question

I think you mentioned somewhere (correct me if I wrong) that the Fire Force prequel reveal soured you hunger for fanfics involving it and Soul Eater

What exactly did the metaphorical belly hungered for (Either Fire Force only or a crossover between the two) before the eventual ruin?

It's been easier by making it "what if" scenarios that don't have to follow any logic ("So, do they time travel, or is it alternate dimensions?").

For me, what I desire is less of any ongoing plot or story ideas (although, as some of the below shows, there are ideas) so much as just interactions between characters, the equivalent of quick gags of just, "What if this character was in the same room with this character, how would they interact?"

I wrote some of my own crossover interactions as gag conversations between Soul Eater and Fire Force characters over at @ask-a-meister. And I got to collaborate with my friend elliotthezubat on others. Here are some interactions that I've enjoyed, either stuff I wrote at the RP blog, stuff Elliot and I collaborated on, or any weird stuff that comes to mind right now:

"So if Huo Yan lost an arm, he's going to need medical treatment." "How about Stein do it?"

When working with Elliot, I love interactions between Tamaki and Kana: similar animal motifs, different ages and personalities, basically giving Tamaki someone to look over and Kana someone to gently snark at (which is an improvement given all the crap Tamaki has dealt with earlier). It's a different version of what Irregulars Productions has done with Kana and Maka in the Abridged series.

Similarly, Elliot has had fun ideas with Maki treating Tsugumi as a little sister. Then Elliot had an idea how they were related--and Anya has a freak out because it undermines her preconceived headcanon about Tsugumi as a common girl (and Anya may have been my own author avatar for how surprised I was by the revelation).

I did like Ohkubo's initial crossover artwork of Maka and Shinra both in the 8th uniforms. Elliot had staged it as a promotional photo shoot, which was a fun idea.

Soul and Arthur...Elliot and I wrote an interaction that I don't think matches who Arthur ended up becoming in the series, as we kind of made Arthur too much of a dick who needed a comeuppance, when that's not really who the character is in the manga.

But we did have Inca and Kim interact...and Kim was not taking her shit.

Patty and Juggernaut is a crack pairing.

And speaking of the Thompsons, some gags around Patty and Liz mistaken for Iris and Lisa.

There may have been a gag about Gopher and Yu--I don't remember.

Elliot and I had a very weird idea about the 8th running into the sloth Marianne from the Soul Eater NOT anime.

I have zero idea how Rekka would interact around the Star / Hoshi characters from Soul Eater--and given how putrid Rekka is, I'd rather not subject anyone to his bullshit.

Elliot and I had Free and Akitaru basically doing a flexing competition similar to Sig Curtis versus Alex Louis Armstrong in Fullmetal Alchemist 2003.

From working with Elliot on writing, if things had worked out completely different, and Fire Force somehow was just contemporaneous with Soul Eater (and we ignored all the post-apocalyptic setting), that club woman Assault spoke with would have been an employee at Chupa Cabra.

[ladylooch]

Letters in Your Last Name- Chapter 2

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Avoiding Kevin Fiala has proven to be a big problem considering his close involvement with my brother and their team. I swear, I’m doing my best, but the guy seems to be everywhere! Every hallway, every parking area, every family lounge. It’s like he’s casually hovering around, tempting and taunting me to dip my feet into the warm, delicious pool of his brown eyes.

We are attending the annual Strike It Wild event that benefits the Minnesota Wild Foundation as well as the local children’s hospital. I’m here with Alex, Felicia and the kids, helping wrangle both Sawyer and Serena while their parents tend to their community service work. I always love attending events like these and interacting with the Wild fans. It’s an event filled with good purpose, good trash talking, and now, good looking hockey players.

Kevin is at a lane two down from us with Ryan Hartman, Jason Zucker, and Ryan Donato, who is also new to the team via a trade. They boys are laughing with a couple fans in their red and black bowling shirts, handing out autographs and smiling for pictures as requested. My eyes linger on Kevin, smiling as he hands a little girl back her jersey after her mom snapped a few pictures. He laughs at something the little girl says and his eyes slide my direction. Our eyes hold, the electricity pulsing between us like it did a week ago in my brother’s kitchen. His smile gets larger and he waves a hand in my direction. I give my head a slight nod in acknowledgement back. That is friendly but not too friendly right?

“Auntie Sam! It’s your turn!” Sawyer yells at me, exasperated at my inattention to the game. I pull my gaze from Kevin’s and glance at the screen. I’m going to need a Hail Mary if I’m going to come back from all the gutters I rolled the first two frames.

“Shit.” I mutter under my breath as my latest attempt skipped its way right into the gutter. Bowling clearly is not my calling in life.

“You’re not very good at this.” Sawyer points out to me. I let out an offended scoff.

“Hey! I don’t get bumpers like you two.” I insist to him.

“Sawyer, be kind to your auntie. She didn’t get the gift of athletics in this family.” Alex gives me a grin as he approaches, taking a break from talking to fans to check on us.

“Um, pretty sure both of us were all-conference in high school. Unlike our older brother.” I roll my eyes at him. I played hockey through high school and was considered to be one of the best in our program. I had a couple offers to join division III schools, but my heart wanted to be a Gopher and I certainly wasn’t good enough to play on the power house team at the U. “So if anyone is missing the athletic promise it’s him.”

“True, I guess you just suck at bowling.” Alex shrugs, looking over his kids. “Serena, eat some more of your dinner.” He points to her Kraft Mac and Cheese. Serena glowers at him and picks up her spoon, taking a bite of a single noodle. “Lord help me.” Alex mutters under his breath to me.

“Are you going to be here for a minute? I need to run to the bathroom.” I tell him

“Yeah, go ahead.” Alex waves me away and takes my seat with his kids.

I grab a sip of my water then make my way down to the bathroom, which just so happens to be by a certain, new member of the Wild team. As I walk, I can feel his eyes on me and a small smile tilts my lips. When I come out of the bathroom a few minutes later, I’m not surprised to see that Kevin has gravitated up to the area above the bowling alleys, casually leaning against the counter with a glass of water in front of him. I can’t help myself as I walk closer to him. There is this feeling of almost a gravitational pull to him. Even if I wanted to walk by him, I couldn’t. Or at least that’s what I’m telling myself is the case.

“Woof. You should stick to hockey.” I laugh as I get closer to Kevin where I can see his score. It’s the 8th frame and he has more dashes than numbers.

“Hey, I’m working on a new spin with the ball.” He objects to my comment.

“It’s not working.” I tell him honestly, running my teeth over my bottom lip.

“Okay. What’s your score down there, bowling champ?” He asks, nodding his head in the direction of our lane.

“I am not a professional athlete.” I insist, hoping he can’t see my score from here.

“Uh huh.” He responds, scrunching his nose at me while nodding. “You know what they say about glass houses.”

“They bowl strikes?” I ask, tilting my head at him with a wide grin. I know I’m flirting with him and I should definitely stop, but I can’t help myself. He calls me to him and flirting is just the natural reaction to this feeling.

“Kev, it’s your turn.” Ryan Hartman tells him, motioning for Kevin to grab a ball and bowl his turn.

“I should get back anyway.” I say, stepping backwards towards where Alex is watching us.

“You’re intimidated. I get it.” He shrugs innocently at me.

“Hardly, FiFi.” I tease him before turning around. My eyes meet my brother’s briefly before darting away quickly. I internally insist that I’m not guilty of anything, but the back of my neck tightens as I rejoin the family.

“Sam.” Alex says in a warning tone.

“What? I’m not allowed to talk to him?” I ask, rolling my eyes. “You’re such a butt.”

“I have no problem with you talking to him.” He bends closer to me and says in a low voice so only I can hear him. Felicia watches us as she secures the lid to Serena’s water bottle. She looks a bit amused and I furrow my brows at her. “What you were doing was not just talking. Next time, don’t flip your hair and bat your lashes at him and maybe I won’t notice.”

“Why are you so obsessed with me?” I glare at him.

“Why can’t you listen and do what’s good for you?” He shoots back . He straightens and walks to the table where Sawyer is, giving his son a loving rub on his head before greeting a group of fans that approach from the left. I watch as Alex grins warmly, giving the little boy in the group a high five. I cross my arms tightly across my chest and huff out an angry sigh. Felicia lets out a low chuckle.

“This will be fun.” She announces, saluting her beer in my direction. “He is pretty hot.” She points the top of the bottle in Kevin’s direction. “And he hasn’t stopped watching you since you got here.”

“I’m not biting at that.” I insist, turning away from her and glancing at the direction of the bar. I need a damn drink.

“Sure you’re not.” She nods her head sarcastically at me.

“You and Alex are perfect together.” I say snidely.

“Hey, I’m on your side.” She insists.

“Well, can you get him on my side?” I ask her, “Because that man is something fiercely fine and I think I deserve a little bit of Swiss chocolate in my life.” She tilts her head back and lets out a hearty laugh.

“Some rich, Swiss chocolate.” We giggle together.

“He could be poor as dirt and I’d still sit on that face.” My voice has gotten low so the kids don’t hear, not that they would understand anyway.

“Amen.” She toasts to me with her beer, reminding me that I still need that damn drink. “As for your brother, you know he is a free spirit. I’m sure he would get over it if things were to happen by accident.” She shrugs her shoulders innocently.

“I’ll be back. Let Alex know I’ll be at the bar if he still wants to stalk me.”

I glide up the stairs and back across the bowling alley where the bar is located. I glance briefly in Kevin’s direction, where it’s his turn to bowl. I watch as he winds up and releases the ball where it instantly spins tightly to the right and into the gutter. I can hear Ryan’s laugh meet my ears as the boys heckle him in response. I grab a seat at the bar so the bartender can see me. I tell her I’d like a Vodka soda, heavy on the vodka. She grins knowingly and walks away to fulfill my request. In a minute, she places the drink in front of me along with the bill. I reach for my purse, searching through for my wallet. As I pull it out, a hand with a $20 bill extends in front of me, sliding that and the white paper across the bar.

“Keep the change.” Kevin tells her. She gives him a big smile and a wink in response before she is off to her next customer. “So, what’s your drink of choice?” He tilts his head as he studies me, just like he did the night we first met.

“Vodka soda. But heavy on the vodka.”

“Wow, that accent.” Kevin laughs at the hard O in Soda.

“You’re one to talk!” I laugh, shoving at his shoulder instinctively. My hand tingles from the warmth of his body and I curl my fingers tightly together to hold onto the feeling for a moment longer.

“I have an excuse. English is not my first language. Not sure what yours is.” He smirks as he sits in the seat next to me. It takes everything in me to not look around in guilt to see if Alex is actually watching me like I said to Felicia.

“I blame… my parents.” I shrug with a laugh. “They choose to live here with the heavily accented vowels.”

“I will give that to you, but only because I like you.” The way he says it has this weight and confidence to it.

“How can you like me? You don’t even know me.” I tell him, glancing over my shoulder and noting Alex is nowhere to be seen.

“We should change that.”

“Not interested.” I shrug

“That’s a lie.” He calls me out immediately.

“How would you know?”

“Because you’re still here talking with me when there’s a whole group of people you should be getting back to.” I stare at him silently, contemplating his words. I surrender with a nod and stir my drink slowly.

“How are you liking Minnesota so far?” I ask, changing the subject from what I want or what he likes.

“It’s good- a lot colder than Nashville. It reminds me of being back in Sweden.”

“I like that we have such a cold winter. It allows us to truly appreciate the other seasons we have. And it makes us tough.”

“I believe that.” He laughs. The waitress comes back over and asks if Kevin wants anything. He graciously requests a water. He doesn’t speak again until she has placed his glass there and left again. “So, maybe you can help me. We have a couple days off this next week and I need recommendations of things I can do. I want to get out and explore more.”

“Okay.. well are you going out places by yourself or with someone else?” I wonder.

“Hopefully with someone else.” He stares into my eyes without pause. “Where should I take a Minnesotan to impress them?” I turn away as a slight blush dusts my cheeks. Good lord, I don’t know how much longer I can hold him off. I should really get back to our lane.

“Okay… Um. Well, you definitely do not want to take them to the Mall of America.”

“Why not? Isn’t it one of the largest malls in the world?”

“Yeah. Except Minnesotans don’t go there by choice. They only go there when people from out of town are visiting.”

“Okay, not the mall. What else?”

“You could go to a Minnesota Gopher hockey game. That’s our largest University in the state. They’re good.”

“Is that where Alex played?” He asks, noting that Alex regularly wears Maroon and Gold hockey clothing.

“No.. well, the two schools are connected. Down here, it’s the University of Minnesota- Twin Cities. Alex played at the University of Minnesota- Duluth. It’s an extension of the greater University channel. But, please ask him that when you see him next. He will go into a twenty minute tirade of why the Bulldogs are better than the Gophers. He’s wrong.” I shrug.

“I sense that you were a Gopher.” He gives me a grin. “I think a Bulldog sounds tougher than a rodent?”

“Watch yourself, Fiala.” I warn him. He holds his hands up in surrender.

“A game might be fun. But for a first date it might be better if it’s more intimate.”

“Kevin.” I say warningly. His smile turns smug and he leans in a bit closer to me.

“I’m thinking a restaurant would be best. What is your favorite kind of food, ya Minnesotan?”

“Um, the good kind.” I shrug. “I’m not super picky. I won’t eat chicken feet or anything, but trying new things is fun.”

“Okay, what is the typical meal like here? In Nashville it was fried chicken, spice, and Macaroni and cheese.”

“We have those things here too. In the winter, Chicken Wild Rice Soup is popular. Or anything that involves throwing a bunch of ingredients into a casserole dish and calling it a Hot Dish.”

“What?” He asks, his nose scrunching in confusion.

“Trust me. It’s good. I make a really good Tater Tot Hot Dish.”

“Are you joking with me?” He asks. “That can’t be a real thing?”

“Yes! It absolutely is! I’ll make it for you and-” I cut myself off and remember the warning of Alex. Here I am, blatantly forgetting about what my brother said at an event that said brother is at.

“I’d like that.” His voice has turned into a murmur and he seemingly isn’t noticing this internal battle within me. When he says that, I realize that I want that to. I want to stay here. I want to keep this sarcastic battle of wit going between us. He compels and flatters me unlike anyone else.

“Oh! I know! Have you had a Juicy Lucy yet?” I ask him excitedly. He shakes his head no. “You need to try it! It’s a hamburger stuffed with melted cheese. It was created here in Minnesota. There are two restaurants that fight over who created it first and you’ll have to try them both to help us Minnesotans decide which one is truly the best. Matt’s Bar and 5-8 Club. Both are relatively close to the X.”

“That does sound pretty good. We should go together though. An outsider like me should be shown around properly by a local.” He smirks at me.

“I’m sure one of the other Minnesota players on the team would take you.” I say, breaking eye contact and glancing at the bowling lanes behind him.

“I’m not interested in going with them.” He tells me straight up. “Come on, I promise I keep my hands to myself on the first date.”

“Yeah, you look like a guy who does.” He shakes his head, laughing and folding his hands together.

“How about for you I will? Since you’re my teammates’ sister. All bets are off for the second date though.”

“Oh, there is already a second date?” I joke with him, rubbing at the condensation on my glass.

“Well yeah, we can’t eat two cheese stuffed burgers in one night. Or maybe you can.” He shrugs. “We can eat salads for our third date though to make up for the other two.” I giggle at his forwardness.

I take in his features and feel the buzzing of the connection between us. The conversation is free and easy. I’m reminded why I was so pulled to him the first night we met; I’ve never felt like this before. I’ve never felt an instant connection to someone I barely know. What I do know for sure is that I want to keep having this feeling. The buzzing and intoxication of his eyes on me has me drunk on lust.

“Okay.” I finally say, trying to control my face so it doesn’t break into a huge smile. “I’m free tomorrow night.” I tell him, knowing that Alex and Felicia will be out on their annual stay over, date night in Stillwater. The Stalock kids will be at my parents for a sleepover. The coast should be clear for us. "But only if we agree this is a friend showing a friend around his new city. We are… friend dating.” I finish confidently like I’m not secretly hoping he will end up in my pants.

“Is there such a thing?” He tilts his head in response.

“Definitely.” I insist.

“Hmm, okay. Well, we can pretend it’s a just friends thing if that’s what you need to do.”

“Wow, you are just so confident that I’m into you, Mr. 2nd and 3rd date guy.” I give him an incredulous look, watching as he grabs my unlocked phone from the bar, navigating to contacts and typing in his number for me. I watch as he opens a new message and sends the purple, smiley devil emoji to me before sliding the phone back across the bar to me.

“Aren’t you?” He challenges me playfully. His face is so close that I could easily reach out and pull him in. His smile is easy, his brown eyes glinting with mischief. The defined lines of his jaw tempt me to place my lips there just to see what he tastes like.

“Depends.” I respond casually, angling my head and narrowing my eyes slightly. “On what burger place you like best.” I finish with a coy smile. He leans in even closer, to the point that if I leaned forward a few inches, our lips would rest perfectly together. His eyes drop to my lips for a moment before his lips tilt into his ever present smirk.

“I’ll pick you up at 7.”

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Hamsters Come to Lanark County 1950

Hamsters Come to Lanark County 1950

Feb 21, 1950 Mr. Alex. Morrow of Almonte came into the Gazette office a few days ago and showed us the first hamster we had ever seen except in pictures. The little animal is about as big as a gopher and is generally used for experimental work in clinical laboratories. It is a prolific breeder and can have five or six young ones every six weeks. Hamsters have become a scourge to farmers in some…

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need more on the steampunk/victorian au

Here are some roles and headcanons right now.

Scoops works for a newspaper press as a delivery boy but wants to work as the youngest reporter out there. He has a conspiracy theory board to track down all the criminals and crimes committed in Fair City. His biggest goals are finding out Shadow Girl's identity or who Professor Terror is.

Violet's mom works as a nurse in a hospital and Violet usually helps or mom or works in a flower shop. She dreams of being a renowned artist one day.

Becky serves as her dad's assistant and works with him in his lab (when he is not being Professor Terror). She also aids in the public library part time.

Rose Franklin works with her dad in the pretzel factory but also dreams of being an investigative reporter like Scoops dreams of being a reporter one day.

Sally Botsford is the first and only female District Attorney in this au. Her huband Tim was a factory worker who later quit for medical reasons now does odd jobs around the city while helping to raise their son TJ.

The Henchmen are hired delivery men during normal hours but also moonlight as Professor Terror's gopher's and personal staff.

Mr. Big is a merchant who raised himself up from poverty levels to wealth. His method's of mind control come from inventing and learning about different forms of hypnotism around the world. Leslie is his bookkeeper/bodyguard.

The Butcher and his dad were food vendors who were struggling with competitors. Professor Terror offered them a solution to help with their competition as long as they work for him. They willingly agreed. Now Kid Potato and The Butcher don't summon foods, they can control and manipulate them with telekinesis.

Victoria's parents payed off Dr. Calvin Barriton handsomely for their and their kid's powers. Victoria and Victor don't have any idea as their parent's lied and said they were inherited because they are the best family in Fair City. They are an aristocratic family that claim to be descended from nobility.

Tobey is a robot inventor still yet his mother doesn't know about his antics due to Professor Terror hiding them under the guise of Tobey being a teacher's aide for Steven. Tobey knows Steven and Professor Terror are the same person and has encountered Becky before. Becky and Tobey have a friendly rivalry between them. Tobey doesn't investigate the idea of Becky being shadow girl because everyone in the organization knows that Becky is off limits or Professor Terror comes for you.

Professor Terror wears a silver mask to hide his identity.

Joseph "Joe" Smith is a miner who goes to night school to take a job as a caregiver.

Granny May is from a middle class family with a name that has been part of Fair City for a long time. She used to be an engineer before she retired and is now still as ever a con woman.

Professor James Doohickey was a scientist that went missing and came back as a villain known as technarchist who seems to have a vendetta against Professor Terror even though neither he nor Steven were behind what happened to him.

Professor Robert Tubing was inflicted with a disease and was trying to find a cure for others and himself, he ended up becoming a crazy monster shapeshifter.

Chuck was a frustrated sandwich maker who felt being outshone by his brother and his mother's favoritism. He started becoming a criminal to create a name for himself. After being caught by Shadow Girl the first time, Professor Terror came by and promised to fund Chuck as long as he worked for him. Chuck agreed.

Alex Guyson (Amazo Guy) was hired by Steven when Becky was younger to be a manny for her. Steven and Professor Terror both began to develop crushes on him. Alex has difficulty determining if Professor Terror is truly evil because he rescued him one night from thugs (not staged it was just people looking for loot and a fight.) Professor Terror saved him and flirted with Alex a bit as well. Alex was very flustered.

This is what I have for now. I don't have all the character's roles worked out yet.

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