#BECAUSE HE'S SUPERSONIC FAST

[bugg-bonez]

HELLO!! Me again from the HungryHog/Werehog comment !! So, your old version of the HH!Story included the BitterBlood fic, and there was a line in there that made a LOT of sense with canon Sonic to me, and so like any normal person does, I made a MatPat theorist corkboard on the idea-

Sane things, yk.

BASICALLY, The line where Sonic said he's been holding back for the ENTIRE canon made SO MUCH SENSE because of the fact Sonic has always been described as faster than the speed of light, (hence why he's CALLED Sonic, because of. Yk. Supersonic speed.) and yet only goes about 700+ mph. Which is very possible in reality, so what's the deal? HE'S LITERALLY HOLDING BACK. BECAUSE. THE NO KILL RULE HE HAS MEANS IF WE WAS TO NOT HOLD BACK, HE COULD POSSIBLY HURT OR EVEN KILL SOMEONE ON ACCIDENT. Because he'd be going SO FAST that it would, like in the fic, LEAVE A CRATER. that could VERY WELL harm and or kill someone. So it MAKES SENSE.

THis either was not the intention at all or was the exact intention,either way it's my canon now, it makes more sense for my sanity on why he's so slow compared to how he's described in the canon.

Ok thx for coming to my ted talk BYEEE XP

-♾️

HungryHeroAU FULL TIMELINE (until I decide to change it again…)

WARNING: this au is a horror au! And it will cover topics such as; Cannibalism, death, child death, gore, guilt, depression, implied suicidal thoughts, implied self harm, violence, ETC… this au is NOT for children or people easily disturbed

Prologue(remade)- Part1 Part2 Part3 Part4 Part5 Part6 Part7 Part8 Part9 Part10

Act1(remade)- Part1 Part2 Part3 Part4 Part5 Part6 Part7 Part8 Part9

Act2- Part1 Part2 Part3 Part4 Part5 Part6 Part7 Part8

[phoenixblaze1412]

if I may request this, do you know ‘a quite place’? So imagine dottore doing something then getting into our world filled with super-hearing monsters. I feel like he would try to experiment on them, while we hold him back. It was a funny thought I had in school.

The wind howled outside, sending a cold shiver through the cabin you’d taken refuge in. You glanced nervously at the front door, where the eerie silence of the world beyond stretched out like an ominous void. The creatures that roamed the earth, monsters with supersonic hearing, had made normal life impossible. There was no room for mistakes. Every sound, every step, every breath had to be carefully calculated.

But your world had just become even stranger.

You hadn’t been able to explain it at first, the strange rift in the air, the crackling hum that seemed to vibrate through the ground. One moment, you were picking up supplies for the house, and the next, a figure appeared in the middle of the yard—an absurdly tall man dressed in a mix of elaborate, scientific attire. You froze, staring at him, unsure if your mind was playing tricks.

He seemed just as confused as you, adjusting the strange mask on his face, his crimson eyes scanning the surroundings.

“What in the world is this place?” he muttered to himself, his voice muffled but still audible, given the lack of any immediate threat.

You immediately shushed him, gesturing for silence. "You... have to be quiet!"

The man raised an eyebrow, clearly not understanding. "What is this nonsense? Silence? I can speak when I want."

"No, you can't," you whispered urgently, pointing toward the forest, where the sound of leaves rustling might very well be their death sentence. "There are creatures out there—monsters that hear everything. If we make any noise, they’ll come."

The man’s gaze narrowed in confusion, but then, as if he’d just realized the gravity of the situation, he looked around again. His eyes widened with fascination. “Fascinating. So, complete silence is key? How does one survive under such circumstances?”

“By not making any noise, obviously,” you grumbled, not sure whether to be more worried about him or the creatures outside.

He ignored your advice, taking a slow step toward the window, and immediately knocking over a pile of old cans from the shelf. You froze in horror as the sound echoed through the room.

“I’m sorry—” he started, but you quickly grabbed his arm and yanked him back.

“Shh! Do you want to get us killed?”

The man blinked at you, bewildered. “You’re awfully handsy for someone so concerned about silence.”

“Not the time,” you hissed through gritted teeth, pressing a finger to your lips.

“I see.” He nodded, clearly intrigued by your seriousness but still unaware of the weight of the situation. “Tell me, how do these creatures respond to sound? What exactly are they capable of?”

Despite the rising danger, you couldn’t help but exhale in frustration. “Okay, fine. They can hear everything. And they’re fast. And they’re lethal. That’s all you need to know.”

He scratched his chin, then, as if you hadn’t spoken at all, began to pace the room, his boots scraping against the floor. “Lethal, you say? Fascinating… Perhaps I could analyze them—experiment, really. I could learn so much from them. The auditory mechanisms of such creatures must be truly extraordinary.”

Your eyes widened. “Wait—did you just say experiment?”

He stopped pacing, turning to you with a wicked gleam in his eyes. “Yes, of course. Why not study them? I could learn their hearing capacities, study their anatomy—oh, this is truly an amazing opportunity.”

“No! We need to stay silent, not provoke them!”

But Dottore—because, after a few minutes of your own investigation, you learned he was Dottore, an exiled genius from another world—was already deep in his own thoughts, working out plans in his mind as though the quiet world didn’t exist.

He fiddled with a strange device that had appeared out of nowhere from his coat and began muttering to himself. “If I amplify the sound, I can measure the response rate of the creatures… Yes, yes, it will be perfect. Just need a test subject.”

You grabbed his arm again, this time with desperation. “No. You’re not using any experiments on them! We’ll all get killed. You’ll get us killed!”

Dottore turned to you, his crimson eyes twinkling with excitement, and then smiled a little too widely. “If I’m not allowed to experiment, then what exactly should we do with ourselves?”

“Stay quiet!” you shouted, panic creeping into your voice. “They’ll come if we’re not careful!”

Just as you spoke, the sound of a twig snapping from outside made your blood run cold. You motioned desperately for Dottore to follow you as you both crouched down beneath a window.

The monsters were near.

You waited, holding your breath, hoping the creatures hadn’t heard. Then you glanced over at Dottore, whose face was still lit with the fever of curiosity. He couldn’t help himself. Despite everything, he leaned closer to you, his voice barely above a whisper. “You do realize that keeping quiet is counterproductive to true scientific progress.”

You shot him a look that could kill. “I’ll give you scientific progress when I’m dragging you away from the monsters’ claws.”

But Dottore, ever the curious one, was having none of it. He stood, his foot scraping the floor slightly, but he didn’t notice. You quickly pulled him back down, but it was too late. A guttural screech filled the air.

The creature had heard it.

"Run!" you shouted, grabbing Dottore’s arm and pulling him toward the door. “Now!”

You both burst out into the forest, staying low as you sprinted through the trees, Dottore awkwardly stumbling behind you. He wasn’t used to running silently, his boots making an unfortunate noise as he tried to catch up. “You really need to teach me how to move stealthily,” he huffed, trying to match your pace.

“You think now is the time to learn that?” you shot back, darting between the trees.

The creature’s screeches grew louder. You could hear it coming closer, but the dense woods seemed to give you both a slight edge. You grabbed Dottore’s hand and yanked him to a hidden hollow in the trees, both of you huddling together in silence.

For a moment, the air was still, the screeching monster’s noises fading into the distance. You exhaled shakily, wiping the sweat from your brow.

Dottore, however, was still full of energy. “That was invigorating! I must admit, your world has a certain charm. It’s dangerous, yes, but the potential for experimentation is…” He trailed off, clearly distracted.

You gave him a sideways glance, still panting. “Did you just enjoy running from a monster?”

Dottore smiled sheepishly, but there was a sparkle in his eyes. “Perhaps a little. But I think I would enjoy this partnership even more, if you—”

You cut him off with a finger to his lips. “Don’t even think about experimenting on them. Or I’ll leave you behind next time.”

For a moment, the two of you locked eyes, an unspoken agreement forming between you.

Despite the tension, despite the danger, you found yourself smiling. The world around you may have been full of silent monsters, but there was one thing you could both hear clearly— a growing connection.

Dottore’s lips curled into a teasing smile. “Deal, then. But only for now. You know, silence is a most intriguing concept. I’ll have to learn more about it later.”

You rolled your eyes, but deep down, you knew this ridiculous, dangerous adventure was only just beginning.

[ningningsdream]

expensive friendship | part thirteen: match of the century...or not?

main masterlist | ef masterlist

pairing: art major!fem reader x rich kid!chenle

genre: college/university au, social media au (some written parts), fluff, angst, slow burn(ish)

summary: your mysterious aura makes you the talk of the school as a new transfer, and chenle is intrigued to see if what people say about you is real. or in which, chenle pays you to hang out with him.

FRIDAY NIGHT

"do i look like a SMU student?", julie asked jaemin and you, striking three poses to show off the university jacket and cap that she stole from your closet for the night.

"jul, even SMU students don't look like that...", jaemin told her, making you hide your laugh as julie started pouting.

"don't be sad, babe, jaemin's just jealous he's too buff to fit in my jacket.", you said, wrapping your arm around your best friend's shoulders.

"yes, i am! it's unfair she's the only one that gets to wear your stuff.", it was jaemin’s turn to cross his arms and pout like a toddler.

"nana, i'm going to hold your hand when i say this.", you grabbed his hand with both of yours, looking at him directly in the eyes, "since you started going to the gym, you're twice as large as you used to be. you won’t fit in any of my clothes anymore."

"come to the gym with me then !", he exclaimed, raising both of his arms up.

"that's your solution??", julie replied.

"why not?!"

"gosh, i do miss mark during these moments...", you sighed, making your way into the gymnasium with your two arguing friends behind you.

once you walked through the big doors, the mood switched right away. outside, the moon was already shining bright in the sky, as multiple cars were driving around the parking lot to find a spot, but once you entered the gymnasium, the lights were so bright it took you a few minutes to get used to them. there were cheerleaders chanting to support their respective teams, some music playing in the background and a lot of people talking and moving around to find their friends. you walked a little further in the place while looking around in search of a familiar face or an empty spot.

on one of the first bleachers around the court, renjun's eyes caught the familiar figure he was waiting for, at the entrance. raising his hands in the air, renjun waved exitedly so you could see him. seeing your gaze stop on him as you started getting closer, he dropped his arms and told his friend, "y/n's coming."

"hey renjun!", you greeted.

"hey, y/n, glad you could make it.", renjun smiled.

"it's not like i had plans anyway.", you shrugged, "this is jaemin, and you already know julie."

"and this is jeno.", renjun introduced the dark haired muscular guy next to him.

"you're the tiny bald and the eyelashes bald, right?", jeno said, referring to the flattering drawings you made of your friends.

"that's us. the bald streamer couldn't be here tonight because he had to stream and the bald producer is coming a little later.", after jaemin's answer everyone bursted out laughing except you.

"i'm gonna regret bringing you, aren't i?", you said to your two friends.

a loud sound coming from the gymnasium speakers caught everyone attention and, a man's voice started speaking, "good evening, everyone! tonight, we have the pleasure to welcome the basketball team from hybe university for a match against our school's team. lots of warm applause for the supersonics !"

loud cheers and applauses errupted as a line of players entered the gynasium from the left side.

"supersonics?", you repeated out loud.

"they're really fast.", jeno explained next to you.

"and now, let's welcome our beloved team, the golden feathers !"

you clapped and cheered louder than you did for the other team as the players from your school entered from the right.

"the golden feathers? really?"

"it's because they can jump so high that it looks like they're as light as feathers.", jeno was the one to explain it to you once again.

"honestly, the other team's name sounds better.", you admitted in a whisper.

"i agree, but don't tell chenle.", jeno whispered back to you.

chenle stood next to jisung with a proud and excited smile. he was waiting for this match for ages. his eyes scanned the crowd, gaze landing on the usual spot where his friends sat and when he recognized you, his smile unknowingly grew a little more and he was determined to do even better.

a/n: i will probably not update this for a week or two so i can write some parts for the next updates 😭 my life is so busy these days im sorry 😭😭

[taglist: @spacejip @injvns @belleilichil @dearlyminhyung @t-102 @champagne1221 @jae-n0 @nahyuckers @dorritoni @renjunoya @winwintea @defzcl @mxnhoeuwu @myfavoritedelusion @usahanami @chenlesfeetpic]

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[damitzeus]

Jinx MK AU

OK, i have had a devastating idea for a LMK au…

It’s Jinx MK.

Synopsis:

Takes place of after season 3

Mk: Jinx

Wukong: Vi

Azure Lion: Silco 

Peng: Sevika

Mei: Ekko

Pigsy/Tang/Sandy: Milo and Clanger RIP

(Pigsy could be Vander approximate- but only as Warwick)

Piltover: Celestial Realm

Zaun: Mortal Realm

Basically, this AU replaces season 4 of LMK.

MK is in the shits after LBD and not having a good time. He and Wukong are chillin when the celestial realm comes a knocking for the samadhi fire/ LBD shit. Wukong in an effort to protect MK, says he’ll take all the punishment, even if that means putting on a new circlet.

Meanwhile, a vengeful Azure Lion is working in the shadows with the crew to get back at Wukong and kill the Jade Emperor. They made themselves a deal, you see, with a certain 9 headed demon.

Anyway, Mk is riddled with guilt and is willing to do just about anything to save Wukong. Enter Azure Lion… 

MK basically agrees to help Azure procure the Jade Emperor's power to save his mentor. He just wants to help.

But why is this happening? Basically in this AU, me thinks 9 headed demon got shunted from the main timeline to this timeline after season 5. He is real pissed at MK, but he now has new knowledge- he could save the world and break the cycle. He could be the hero.

So he modifies his plan. He tips off Azure to the world-ending consequences of taking all that power within himself and enlightens him that there is another way, in which that power can be distributed and manipulated in much smaller amounts.

*cough-shimmer-cough*

He won’t be able to take over the celestial realm himself, but he’ll be able to empower the people to do so under his command.

All he needs is MK. Azure is made aware of what MK’s true nature is. Azure plans to use MK to take the Jade Emperor’s power and then kill him to ensure the safety of the universe, but obviously, things don’t go according to plan.

So MK. Because season 4 hasn’t happened, he doesn’t know what he is, he's basically in the same state he was at the beginning of season 4.

When he faces the Jade Emperor, who is aware of MK's true nature, he gets into MK's head and plants the idea that he is the Harbinger of Chaos. (It has a very similar effect to Ink MK) But in doing so, it causes MK to accidentally unlock his supersonic monkey powers.

Now in feral mode, he kills the Jade Emperor, but with a HEAVY price.

He levels the entire city, killing nearly everyone, including most of his friends. He also breaks the staff.

Now we are in highly chaotic and unpredictable territory.

Azure and crew try to recover the Jade Emperor’s power, but it was fractured by MK’s might. They get some of it, but the Celestial realm descends fast and obtains the rest. This sets up a more even power split and high tension, as the celestial realm barely has enough power to keep the universe intact while Azure only has enough power to control the mortal realm, but can’t do anything about the celestial realm. 

*cough* cough* again- shimmer* cough*

But that’s the future, and we’re still in the past. 

In all the chaos Wukong made his way to the city to help out. He doesn’t know where MK is and teams up with the gang, (Pigsy, Tang, Sandy, and Mei) to try and save the city and find him.

That doesn’t happen.

Wukong watches his friends die. (Mei survives but she kinda disappears)

Wukong rushes to find MK, only to find half of his staff and a fading Jade Emperor, with the sharp end of the broken staff lodged in his chest.

Wukong watches in stunned silence as the Jade Emperor, stripped of his power and already slowly dying- has been further brutalized in his weakened state. As he disintegrates the staff clinks to the ground, covered in golden blood. Enter- well, i think you know who enters. 

I don’t think i need to describe what happens next, but just for Monkey King's sake, I’ll explain why. He has basically watched his successor become everything he feared himself to be and repeated the most violent wrongs of Wukong’s past. His friends are dead and his staff, which in a way is his oldest companion, has been destroyed by the person he entrusted to wield it. He’s overwhelmed, confused, scared... he doesn't think before what happens next...

So the scene plays out just like Arcane, except this is what he says:

"Maybe I did choose the wrong successor"

He realizes, much like Vi, too late what he’s done.

He has to separate himself to calm down, but sees Azure approach MK. He trys to act, but everything fades to black. 

Much like Silco, Azure makes a deal with some Celestial Soldiers to basically capture Wukong and put him in the Scroll of Memory. Wukong’s Circlet came off as soon as the Jade Emperor died, but he was so overwhelmed that he didn’t notice a Celestial Guard sneak up on him with an inky scroll. Azure knew he needed a contingency for Wukong. 

Mk, meanwhile, breaks.

Azure approaches from behind to kill the Harbinger of Chaos, only to see a broken and abandoned MK rush to him for comfort. Betrayed by Wukong too, Azure takes in Mk, just like Silco did Powder.

So very VERy dark premise and ripe for drama. I’m a huge Sunburst Duo addict and a Vi/Jinx dynamic for them is basically the whole reason I wrote this insanity. 

But i’m sure you are certainly wondering- where the hell is Caitlyn

-i mean Macaque >:)

Surprise surprise the universe jumping is very relevant, go figure.

Macaque from the main season 5 timeline gets shunted to this universe, but in the present day. Unlike 9, who got sent back in time, Macaque basically gets there parallel to season 5 time.

So he is Caitlyn- he saves Wukong from the scroll of memory, and together, they try to track down MK. Now, Macaque’s main objectives are to:

a) Find a way to get back to the main timeline and

b) Find the 9-Headed-Demon, who he suspects is behind all of this

(I think the reason Macaque ended up in this universe is because he and Wukong were trying to track down the 9-Headed Demon in order to help understand his cryptic message to MK at the end of season 5, and something went wrong.)

Anyway, Macaque hasn’t seen this world’s MK yet by the time he gets to Wukong.

Like Caitlyn, he learns that there is a mystery afoot surrounding the Jade Emporer's murderer. In the Celestial realm, they have tried to resume business as usual, but they are still in shambles from the death of the Jade Emperor and are struggling to keep the universe from falling apart. More than that, what catches Macaque's attention is that everybody is looking for the Monkey King.

Azure plotted the whole attack to be a surprise, and because MK defeated the Jade Emporer quickly and in such a destructive manner, by the time reinforcements arrived and could stabilize the Jade Emporer's power, nearly everyone present at the time of the attack was dead, hidden, or gone (save for the Corrupt officers in the celestial army working for Azure). All they found was the Monkey King's broken staff.

The Monkey King appeared to be the prime suspect in the murder, even though his location (in the scroll of memory) was unknown.

So Macaque gets Wukong out of the scroll, and he informs Macaque that this is all Azure's fault and that MK is in trouble.

And so the story unfolds...

I haven’t decided yet how Macaque will react to Jinx-ified MK, but it will be different from Arcane in some way.

But what about this universe’s Macaque?

Well, so in this universe, Macaque is on the outside of this entire conflict. Season 4 hasn't happened, and he only sees the aftermath of the conflict. From his perspective, MK has joined Azure Lion, killed all his friends, and broken the Monkey King's staff. Wukong has disappeared for no explainable reason. So for Macaque pre-season 4, his priority is to stay as far away from MK as possible. As much as he liked the kid, this isn't worth it. (He doesn't care about MK to the extent that post-season 5 Macaque does.) He does team up with some people though...

Remember Mei-

She is among the few survivors of the attack on the city, and she takes on Ekko’s role. She is working with Redson and Macaque, who both embody a lost cause sentiment toward MK and even some hatred because of his actions.

Mei has an internal conflict in this situation. Given her past with MK and the lengths he went to save her from the Samadi Fire, she struggles to give up hope even when it seems obvious that the MK she knew is gone.

So yeah that's an afternoon I'll never get back.

The only thing i am truly struggling with is Victor and Jayce. I mean, as I’ve set it up I don’t really need a Victor and Jayce, but come on- it’s not Arcane without the doomed yaoi. I'm open to suggestions.

Also would love additional feedback on this. It would be so fun to make this a fan-fiction or comic, but I don’t have the time for either rn. if anyone is interested in doing something with this feel free- just tag me cause i wanna see. go ahead and change it- whatever you want i’m letting this be free real estate- go nutts. idk maybe i’ll make some fan-art scenes after the semester ends, we’ll see.

[leaawrites]

I'm sooo in love with Noel in the 00's, specifically at the concert from which they released 'Familiar to Millions' And I don't know if you could get some writing about that concert, in which Noel is very much in love with the reader and she is pregnant, and it is like something very nice since this makes him (more) in love with her and her belly :))

Familiar to Millions, but only I know you

Noel Gallagher x pregnant!reader

Summary: in which, Noel is surprised with the best gift one could ask for at a concert, his lover.

Warnings: fluff, nothing really

Wordcount: 1.1k

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The music was loud, pulsing through her veins and making her feel alive for the first time in weeks. Weeks spent at home, alone. Without another soul beside her own and the hint of a new one on it’s way.

The news weren’t broken yet. They knew, the ones supposed to know were aware of the addition to the family they provided, but everyone else still thought they were irresponsible twenty-something lovers with no responsibilities in life besides living.

It would be the easiest way to keep their little family a secret for longer with her at home, but when the doctor told her that it’d still be alright for her and the baby to go to one last concert, she bought the plane tickets as soon as she got home. Excitement rushing through her only imagining Noel’s face when he’d see her standing backstage, cheering him on and singing and dancing like she’d usually do.

Rushing through security and past people she’d normally greet with a soft smile on her face, Y/n barely made it for the beginning of ‘Who feels love?’.

“Stupid traffic,” she cursed under her breath with every other fast step she had to take because of it, her hand supporting her belly.

Liams voice boomed through the speakers through the big stadium, guiding her where to go. Arriving behind the stage, Y/n could finally see her lover, focused on the guitar in his hands and playing as good as always, the people feeling the same.

Watching them jump and scream and sing brought back that uncomfortable feeling inside of her that she despised so much. As much as she hated to admit it, sometimes the mere thought of those people seeing Noel more often than she did through certain periods of life had her chest churning and her blood boiling. The jealousy rushing through her body then, making every other feeling of pride and joy wash away in a matter of seconds.

She hated it, but she couldn’t deny it.

When Who Feels Love? faded out, she watched Noel look out into the crowd, taking in the moment of rounds of applause for them. For him. His eyes closing for a second longer than a simple blink of the eye and a small smile forming on his face.

Almost like he could feel her eyes on him, Noel turned his head towards the backstage area, not thinking much of it. Until a familiar body crossed his sight and he had to take second look at who was standing there. Hands clasped together in front of their face, fingers moving against each other, a faint hint of clapping coming from them.

His face lit up as his eyes finally found hers, the smile etching on his lips and his spine straightening in the process of taking her in. The shirt over her body already bulging and showing a hint of what was growing. Blowing him a kiss, he let go of the neck of his guitar while Liam spoke, catching it and pressing his palm against his heart. Smiling like an idiot, he was pulled back into reality as Alan started with the beginning of Supersonic.

Looking back down, towards the ground, he couldn’t fight the small smile still embroidered on his face. In the corner of his eye he could see Liam grin at him, showing off his stupid teeth as his eyes found Y/n’s figure as well.

Moving to the rhythm and singing the words, laughing at Liam's comments throughout the set. His eyes wandered over to her more than once throughout the set. Adoration adorning his gaze and a little song of joy dancing on his heart, making it move faster to the beat of butterfly wings flapping against it.

She was there when he didn’t even ask if she could come with him. She just did it, wanting to be there for him and support him. For Noel love was a complicated thing. It was always there, but it never truly crazed his senses that anyone wanted to care for him like he read in poems and heard in songs. For him, the one always was the music and the fans - the feeling of living wildly. Though with her, he felt a peace he never experienced before. His heartbeat would fade but always still linger in the back of his head and it would just be them. Two lungs breathing together, catching air to stay alive and spent a second longer with their lover.

As soon as they said their farewells, Noel put the guitar away and rushed backstage. Rushing into her outstretched arms and picking her up, spinning them both a bit. Her head stuffed into the crook of his neck, giggling against his skin and squealing when he wouldn’t let her go again. The noises of the still cheering crowd fading away when they were wrapped into each other.

“What are you doing here?” He asked, pulling away just far enough to look at her but still hold her close to his body like he could lose her any second. “You should be in bed, why are you here?”

“Doc said it was alright when I go support you for one night still. The little one isn’t able to hear as much as of yet so it shouldn’t hurt them,” she answered, both still smiling from the adrenaline rushing through their veins. The adrenaline of seeing each other.

“But you were far enough away, right? It wasn’t too loud for you was it?” Noel started panicking, remembering the words that the doctor said to them the first time they went. What they should consider and look out for while planning their daily life. Listing every possibility that could follow a missed second of carefulness.

“It was fine,” she assured him, stroking through his hair to calm him down. “I stood far enough away from any speakers and I promise you I’m being careful.”

Noel nodded, his hands finding their way to their usual place on either side of ehr stomach, gently holding on to the bump and stroking his fingers over her skin, always waiting for a sign of the one still hiding from the world.

“I’m just worried,” he mumbled, shily looking down and avoiding her gaze.

“I know,” she said. “I’m too. But I don’t wanna have to miss you because of it.”

“As soon as this is over I’ll be all yours,” he assured her, pulling her closer once more, planting a kiss on her lips.

"You were incredible," she said, pulling away to catch her breath. "I know I say it a lot, but you are truly amazing. I mean, your vocals and everything. I swear I felt the little one move whenever you played a solo, need to do it a lot when it's finally here."

“I love you so much,” he simply answered, connecting their lips again. His smile ever present even through their close presence to one another, she could feel his happiness and love travel over to her over their lips, affecting her with his sappiness.

“I love you too, Noel,” she whispered against his lips, not wanting to part from him ever again. Not after knowing he’d react to her unannounced presence like that. He actually wanted her there.

[suzukiblu]

D8 A(anything from 8-10) and can the pairing be core four young justice please?

“Please,” Kon groans, knocking his head back, and Cassie grips his hand against the mattress with a breathy little groan of her own and threads their fingers together tight. They’re both side-by-side on their backs in Tim’s weird fancy safehouse’s weird fancy bed, because there is no damn way the four of them could’ve all fit on his real one, and Kon’s currently getting super-speed plowed by Bart’s dick while she’s getting methodically taken apart by Tim’s. Not the speed of the boat, in his case, just very much the motion of the ocean. 

Though with Bart it’s definitely the speed of the boat. And also the size, really, because Bart’s metaphorical boat is not proportional to his build and Kon’s just kind of a slut for a big dick even without supersonic speed and vibrations getting involved. 

Cassie admittedly did not get into her first relationship knowing her first boyfriend was going to turn out to be such a size queen, but she is definitely, definitely not complaining. Especially she doesn’t complain when he wants to ride that one particular both massive and magically-invulnerable strap that Artemis gave her and that Cassie probably owes her at least her firstborn in thanks for. Or maybe Kon does, depending on how they wanna count that. 

Bart says something too fast for her to catch, but Kon apparently gets at least most of it because he nods desperately and tightens his grip on her hand. Cassie’s attention reflexively spikes in response. 

“Yeah, ye–” Kon barely manages to get out before one of Bart’s duplicates crackles into existence straddling his chest, shoves its entire cock into his mouth before it’s even fully formed, and fucks him like a jackhammer. Kon takes every inch of it and comes all over himself, and neither Bart nor his duplicate stops fucking him. 

Kon likes it better when they don’t, he always says. 

“Fuck,” Tim mutters very, very feelingly. Cassie empathizes. Deeply. 

And also takes a convenient opportunity, for obvious reasons. 

Bart’s duplicate has one leg kneeling up on Kon’s shoulder and the other knee on the mattress under his arm, is the thing, which gives her more than enough room to lean in and press a kiss to the corner of his mouth where its cock is stretching it open. Both Barts hiss and fuck Kon even faster, and Tim swears and rolls his hips perfectly into hers. 

Cassie squeezes Kon’s hand again, and gets it squeezed back.

[jpitha]

Under enough pressure, Ravioli behaves as a gas

This feels like something from @carionto’s universe:

> There was still one aspect of the whole concept of a ravioli-loaded > railgun type wepon which we, lolling about late on a weeknight, with > only a few neurons randomly firing, could not resolve.  Would a chunk > of metal (can of ravioli) impacting another, larger, rest mass > structure (star destroyer) produce an "explosion" effect, or simply > punch an appropriately shaped hole as it passed through?  Bill?

What am I, the neighborhood blast physicist???  Well, maybe... :-)

It all depends on speed of impact versus the speed of sound in the target (what is called the Mach number, where Mach 1 means the speed of sound, Mach 2 is twice the speed of sound, etc), and the speed of the ravioli versus the speed of light in the target (which I'll call the Cerenkov number, where Cerenkov 1 is the speed of light in anything; Cerenkov 1.3 is the speed of high-energy protons in a water-cooled reactor (that's why you get that nifty blue glow), and you can get up to Cerenkov 2.4 using diamonds and nuclear accellerators.  In the late 40's people used to talk about Cerenkov numbers, but they don't anymore.  Pity.).  Lastly, there's the ravioli velocity expressed as a fraction of the speed of light in a vacuum (that is, as a fraction of "c").  "C" velocities are always between 0 and 1.

At low speeds (REAL low) the ravioli will simply flow over the surface, yielding a space-cruiser with a distinctly Italian paint job.

Faster (still well below speed-of-sound in the target) the metal of the space-cruiser's skin will distort downward, making what we Boston drivers call a "small dent".

Faster still, you may have a "big dent" or maybe even a "big dent with a hole in the middle", caused by the ravioli having enough energy to push the dent through, stretching and thinning the hull metal till the metal finally tears in the middle of the dent.

Getting up past Mach 1 (say, 5000 feet/sec for steel), you start to get punch-a-hole-shaped-like-the-object effects, because the metal is being asked to move faster than the binding forces in the object can propagate the "HEY!  MOVE!" information.  (After all, sound is just the binding forces between atoms in a material moving the adjacent atoms -- and the speed of sound is how fast the message to "move" can propagate.)  From this, we see that WileE Coyote often reached far-supersonic speeds because he often punched silhouette-type holes in rocks, cliffs, trucks, etc.

Around Mach 4 or so, another phenomenon starts -- compressive heating. This is where the leading edge of the ravioli actually starts being heated by compression (remember PV=nRT, the ideal gas law?)  Well, ravioli isn't a gas, but under enough pressure, ravioli behaves as a gas.  It is compressed at the instant of impact and gets hot -- very hot.  Likewise, the impact point on the hull is compressed and gets hot.  Both turn to gasses -- real gasses, glowing-white-hot gasses.  The gasses expand spherically, causing crater-like effects, including a raised rim and a basically parabolic shape.  In the center of the crater, some material is vaporized, then there's a melt zone, then a larger "bent" zone, and the raised rim is caused because the gas expansion bubble center point (the bending force) is actually *inside* the hull plate.  If the hull plate isn't thick enough, then the gas-expansion bubble pushes through to the other side, and you get a structural breach event (technically speaking, a "big hole") in the side of the space-cruiser.

Compressive heating really hits the stride up around 20,000 feet/sec (Mach 4 in steel, Mach 15 in air) and continues as a major factor all the way up to the high fractional Cerenkov speeds, where nuclear forces begin to take effect.

Aside: the "re-entry friction heating" that spacecraft endure when the reenter the atmosphere is NOT friction.  It's really compressive heating of the air in the path.  As long as the spacecraft is faster than Mach 1, the air can't know to get out of the way, so it bunches up in front of the spacecraft.  When you squeeze any gas, it gets hot.  So, the glowing "reentry gas" is really just squeezed air, which heats the spacecraft heat shield by conduction and infrared.  The hypersonic ravioli can be expected to behave similarly.

As we increase speed from the high Mach numbers (about 10 miles/sec) all the way up to about 150,000 miles/sec, not much different happens except that the amount of kinetic energy (which turns into compressive heat) increases.  This is a huge range of velocity, but it's uninteresting velocity.

At high fractional Cerenkov speeds, the ravioli is now beginning to travel at relativistic velocities.  Among other things, this means that the ravioli is aging more slowly than usual, and the ravioli can looks compressed in the direction of travel.  But that's really not important right now.

As we pass Cerenkov 1.0 in the target, we get a new phenomenon -- Cerenkov radiation.  This is that distinctive blue glow seen around water-cooled reactors.  It's just (relatively) harmless light (harmless compared to the other blast effects, that is).  I mention it only because it's so nifty...

At around .9 c (Cerenkov 1.1) , the ravioli starts to perceptibly weigh more.  It's just a relativistic mass increase -- all the additional weight is actually energy, available to do compressive heating upon impact.  The extra weight is converted to heat energy according to the equation E=mc^2; it looks like compressive heating but it's not.

[Here's where I'm a little hazy on the numbers; I'm at work and  don't have time to rederive the Lorentz transformations.]

At around .985 c (Cerenkov 1.2 or so), the ravioli now weighs twice what it used to weigh. For a one pound can, that's two pounds... or about sixty megatons of excess energy.  All of it turns to heat on impact.  Probably very little is left of the space-cruiser.

At around .998 c, the impacting ravioli begins to behave less like ravioli

and more like an extremely intense radiation beam.  Protons in the water of the ravioli begin to successfully penetrate the nuclei of the hull metal.  Thermonuclear interactions, such as hydrogen fusion, may take place in the tomato sauce.

At around .9998 c, the ravioli radiation beam is still wimpy as far as nuclear accellerator energy is concerned, but because there is so much of it, we can expect a truly powerful blast of mixed radiation coming out of the impact site.  Radiation, not mechanical blast, may become the largest hazard to any surviving crew members.

At around .9999999 c, the ravioli radiation may begin to produce "interesting" nuclear particles and events (heavy, short-lived particles). At around .999999999999 c, the ravioli impact site may begin to resemble conditions in the original "big bang"; equilibrium between matter and energy; free pair production; antimatter and matter coexisting in equilibrium with a very intense gamma-ray flux, etc.[1]

Past that, who knows?  It may be possible to generate quantum black holes given a sufficiently high velocity can of ravioli.

     --Bill

[1]According to physicist W. Murray, we may also expect raining frogs, plagues of locusts, cats and dogs living together, real Old Testament destruction.  You get the idea... 

[xagentsofpandorax]

CASE FILE #78643

[   michael b jordan,  bisexual, cismale + he/him,  supersonic speed]  dominic jackson  is  a chaotic neutral agent  of  pandora  selected  for  their  criminal background in both thievery and arms dealing  and  underwent  the  top-secret  mutation  process.  to  the  rest  of  the  world,  the  thirty-nine year  old  originally  from  chicago, illinois  is  deceased  or  missing.  however,  in  atlantis,  they  are  now  known  as  nitro  of  greed after  developing  the  ability  to  move at transcendent speeds for both retrieval and combat.  the  agent  has  been  with  pandora  for  thirteen years and  is  trusted  for  being  charismatic &  confident,  but  once  reprimanded  for  being  impulsive &  covetous. 

PERSONAL INFORMATION

Name: Dominic Jackson [REDACTED]

Calsign: Nitro

Age: Thirty-Nine

Height: 6'3

Birthplace: Chicago Illinois [REDACTED]

Notes: We had kept our eye on Nitro because he is the reckless third son of the notorious crime boss known as [REDACTED] that would pull elaborate jobs in the hopes to gain his father's attention. Though he had knowledge in a good portion of his father's business, we witnessed him participating in larceny and armed robbery enough times to know that we could use someone like him at the institution. And though he was skeptical about us at first, the threat of going to life in prison was enough to convince him to join us.

Additional Notes: Friction seems to be a concern for Agent Nitro as if he runs fast enough, he generates enough heat with his body that it can potentially burn the clothes on his skin - primarily on his feet. Special precautions are needed when developing his uniform to ensure he doesn't spontaneously combust when he runs. .

SKILLSET

After observing Agent Nitro for over a decade, we have come to observe that he has proficiency in marksmanship, athletics, persuasion, deception as well as acrobatics & invasion. He also appears to have expertise in sleight of hand, vehicular operations & perception, something that had been noted prior to recruitment.

We do, however, have to note that he seems to need more practice in Tactical Foresight as well as Environmental Adaptation as we believe that he is substandard at them.

POWERS

After the serum was given to the agent, we have found that Agent Nitro is able to run at speeds far faster than any human is capable of. At first, he was only able to achieve speeds of just over 200 miles per hour, but after more and more practice and the more he had pushed himself, he has managed to achieve speeds in the quadruple digits.

It seems that Agent Nitro's legs aren't the only thing that's fast, either. He can even throw punches and even thrown weapons at immeasurable speeds, making him absolutely lethal - because he's faster than a bullet, and you're dead before you even see a lethal hit coming.

It does seem to take a lot out of Nitro to move at supersonic speeds, and the more he uses his powers in the field, the more he seems to need to sleep when he returns. Because of this, we recommend that Nitro has to wait at least a week between missions to ensure that he is able to maintain the peak performance we expect of him. Failure to do so could result in Nitro "running out of juice" and become compromised.

BACKGROUND

[REDACTED]

[witchofanguish]

Alright, Mak Taru, you're very firm in your belief that Batman, as a DC Peak Human, is strong enough to move at near-supersonic speed and punch through solid stone walls, and this should be treated as his standard level of strength and skill. And if that's the case, then it is agreeable that no one on this forum can threaten him. Because of this, I propose that Batman in this scenario be swapped out with a standard Batman goon, of the sort that yells IT'S DA BAT before charging in with a tire iron and being laid out in two punches. Since this goon is strong and fast enough to force Batman to dodge and occasionally knock him around, and durable enough to withstand his punches while only being knocked out nonlethally with no lasting brain damage or injury, he should approximately scale to his feats but be inferior enough to be a much more appropriate challenge. However, this means that our man, who is likely named something like Joe Knuckles or Doughy Donald, can bend his tire iron into a knot with his bare hands, the stolen revolver he uses is weaker than his punches, he is swift on his feet as a bullet train (swifter still when his boss is in danger), and a point-blank shot from an anti-materiel rifle does nothing more than knock him back and make him pissed that you ruined his jacket. So, thread: how does all of SB and SV fare in combat against the Gothamite goon?

[lovepmd]

eek!! here comes an infodump about one of my oldest characters.

I don't have any art of him, unfortunately, but he's a Zubat named Shade! he's pretty weak even for a Zubat, and very very docile and meek, so he absolutely will not battle unless he has no other choice. but!! 👆 he has a very unusual 100% accuracy with his Supersonic move, so when he's in danger he just blasts his opponents and flies away as fast as possible while they're confused. his other moves include Toxic, Steel Wing, and Leech Life.

Shade is unfortunately separated from his colony when their usual migration destination becomes a mystery dungeon. he can't make it through, and his colony is long gone after a few days. he's alone now.

until the day he's woken up by a commotion. there's a fierce battle going on between a Houndoom and a shiny Linoone. the Linoone sees Shade and asks for help, and Shade hesitates at first because he's scared but he's a nice guy and can't ignore someone asking for help. he blasts the Houndoom with a Supersonic attack, and it flees. the Linoone is immensely grateful, introduces herself as Rush, and offers to return the favor somehow. after a bit of talking, Rush decides she's going to help Shade find his colony, and they begin their journey.

ooooooo my god, I love him

hey, if it works 100% of the time, I would also just blast all enemies with supersonic in order to flee

he's just a little guy!!!!

[lore-of-mobius]

My Unofficial Amy Rose Character Bio Part 1

Amy Rose is originally referred to as Rosy the Rascal is a pink hedgehog who has the nickname Emmy. While she is not the fastest hedgehog around she is still pretty fast as she is classified as a speed type as depicted when power cores were introduced, and it’s even been claimed she’s gotten faster over time. She’s just not able to run at supersonic speeds like Sonic and Shadow are able to. Amy would eventually start off not knowing how to use her Piko Piko Hammer, swinging it around randomly with no real force behind it, to eventually learning her own surprising strength. She would eventually get to the point where she could bash badniks, shatter rocks, shake the ground, and even break the earth with her hammer. This is thanks to her training  to get stronger and constantly wearing weighted rings on her wrists and ankles. She even once with the help of Silver lifted up an enormous hammer which Silver claims she did most of the work. This is why when she and Knuckles team up they are classified as a power type, though she of course isn’t as strong as Knuckles or Mighty. Amy also has a liking to using tarot card reading as it is what brought to the Little Planet for a fateful encounter with Sonic. But as indicated early on she can actually use her cards as an attack with her seeming to possess magical abilities. Said usage of cards would eventually be seen when she went to the Starfall Islands. This includes her card attack, card stomp, card spin, card high jump, and her card spin boost abilities. She also one time was shown to be able to turn herself invisible. Her other abilities include the ability to do a homing attack, a double jump, boost, cyloop, parry, spin dash, self heal, jab with boxing gloves, straight punch, uppercut punch, her girl b0mber move, etc. She of course loves using her Piko Piko Hammer to smack the ground to give herself a boost into the air and can swing her hammer around in a hammer typhoon, on top of her basic hammer swings and crushes. Amy also might be able to achieve a Super Form though it’s just labeled as Super Powers. However, if she can she probably canonically hasn’t used it before. It is no secret Amy Rose loves Sonic and will chase after him wherever he goes. This is because she admires Sonic and like many characters is inspired by him, and she loves the adventure that he brings. Amy and Sonic also seem to have this thing going on as their relationship slowly progresses, where they have it set up where Amy chases Sonic and there is banter back and forth between them that seems rude. It is best seen when Amy basically teases Sonic with her marriage and going out remarks. Something that can fluster Sonic as the blue blur does have feelings for Amy but is too shy to truly admit them, and he doesn’t like showing emotional vulnerability. And while Amy does love Sonic this doesn’t stop her from getting in his way as seen in the case of Gamma and the case of the missing Chocola and Froggy. On top of giving the blue hedgehog a whack if he does something that actually makes her mad at him. But on the Starfall Islands she has reflected that she can be reckless at times and will put herself in danger because of it, and does try to refine herself and figure out who she wants to be. She also wags her tail whenever Sonic is around.

Part 2

[usafphantom2]

He Fell from an SR-71 at 78,000ft! #shorts youtube.com/shorts/2ZMMrna… via @YouTube

DURING THE EARLY DAYS OF TESTING FOR THE LEGENDARY SR-71 BLACKBIRD, THERE WERE SOME HARROWING MISHAPS, THE DETAILS OF WHICH HAVE RARELY COME TO LIGHT.

ON JANUARY 25, 1966, TEST PILOT BILL WEAVER AND LOCKHEED FLIGHT TEST RECONNAISSANCE AND NAVIGATION SYSTEMS SPECIALIST JIM ZWAYER EXPERIENCED THEIR PLANE VANISHING AROUND THEM WHILE EXECUTING A TURN… AT MORE THAN 2,400 MILES PER HOUR.

The most memorable flight occurred on Jan. 25, 1966. Jim Zwayer, a Lockheed flight test reconnaissance and navigation systems specialist, and I were evaluating those systems on an SR-71 Blackbird test from Edwards AFB, Calif. We also were investigating procedures designed to reduce trim drag and improve high-Mach cruise performance. The latter involved flying with the center-of-gravity (CG) located further aft than normal, which reduced the Blackbird’s longitudinal stability.

We took off from Edwards at 11:20 a.m. and completed the mission’s first leg without incident. After refueling from a KC-135 tanker, we turned eastbound, accelerated to a Mach 3.2 cruise speed, and climbed to 78,000 ft., our initial cruise-climb altitude.

Several minutes into the cruise, the right engine inlet’s automatic control system malfunctioned, requiring a switch to manual control. The SR-71’s inlet configuration was automatically adjusted during supersonic flight to decelerate airflow in the duct, slowing it to subsonic speed before reaching the engine’s face. This was accomplished by the inlet’s center-body spike translating aft, and by modulating the inlet’s forward bypass doors. Normally, these actions were scheduled automatically as a function of Mach number, positioning the normal shock wave (where air flow becomes subsonic) inside the inlet to ensure optimum engine performance.

Without proper scheduling, disturbances inside the inlet could result in the shock wave being expelled forward–a phenomenon known as an “inlet unstart.”

The ejection seat had never left the airplane; I had been ripped out of it by the extreme forces, seat belt, and shoulder harness still fastened.

“Can I help you?” a voice said. Did I hear things? I must be hallucinating. Then I looked up and saw a guy walking toward me, wearing a cowboy hat. A helicopter was idling a short distance behind him. If I had been at Edwards and told the search-and-rescue unit that I would bail out over the Rogers Dry Lake at a particular time, a crew couldn’t have gotten to me as fast as that cowboy pilot had.

The gentleman was Albert Mitchell, Jr., owner of a vast cattle ranch in northeastern New Mexico. I had landed about 1.5 mi. from his ranch house–and from a hangar for his two-place Hughes helicopter

Bill Weaver was an SR 71 test flight pilot; he survived the crash. There were problems with the Faceplate on his helmet that needed to be corrected.. At 80,000 feet the temperature outside is -65°. Which is near the maximum altitude of a potential bail-out.

Bill Weaver was unable to see out of his face plate because of the ice buildup. An ejection out of the world's fastest man-breathing airplane is scary enough but not being able to see is terrifying!

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His face plate was frozen. The result of this accident a heated face plate was manufactured, that required a battery pack and that worked.

There were several more accidents over the next 20+ years and all of the Air Force officers would survived their ejections. The only unfortunate death occurred to a test pilot who broke his neck.. Mitchell said he’d check on Jim. He climbed into his helicopter, flew a short distance away and returned about 10 min. later with devastating news: Jim was dead. Apparently, he had suffered a broken neck during the aircraft’s disintegration and was killed instantly. Mitchell said his ranch foreman would soon arrive to watch over Jim’s body until the authorities arrived. #HABUBRATS

@Habubrats71 via X

[damonjuicyscock]

Playlist-Chapter 7: Always (90s Noel Gallagher X Reader)

Pairing: 90s Noel Gallagher X Reader

Warnings: mentions of PTSD (flashbacks), a bit of fluffy fluff, violence (it's just Y/N punching someone), maybe a few spelling mistakes

Words: 2445

Summary: After the Ferry incident, you are back in England. It's the Supersonic video shot, and back to the studio. Your relationship with Noel is evolving anew, and everytime it can take a step further, there's always something to interrupt you both.

A/N: Heya Y'all ! Here's chapter 7. This one had been on my mind for months, I just couldn't write it because of you know what. As I got less time now and my wrist is still kinda recovering, I'll be publishing one chapter per week until the end of the fan fic and then when I'll be done, I'll give priority to all my requests before publishing the fanfic with Ville. I know some of you have been waiting for a long time so it's normal for me to make up for lost time (time that I lost but it was not my fault, but still I'm sorry)

Anyway, Enjoy !

“Now your pictures that you left behind

Are just memories of a different life

Some that made us laugh, some that made us cry

One that made you have to say goodbye

What I'd give to run my fingers through your hair

To touch your lips, to hold you near

When you say your prayers, try to understand

I've made mistakes, I'm just a man

When he holds you close, when he pulls you near

When he says the words you've been needing to hear

I wish I was him

With these words of mine

To say to you 'til the end of time

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That I will love you baby, always

And I'll be there forever and a day, always”.

After the ferry incident we were back in England. It was time for Oasis to film the Supersonic music video. The song would be released the same month. The band had fun filming it. They even got asked to dance and when I heard this, I burst out laughing, perfectly knowing that nor Liam nor Noel would do it and insult the guy, who asked for it. Literally like he had been begging them to do it. Supersonic was their first single, that Noel had written in practically 30 minutes. Oasis recorded it the same day. To record it we went to the Pink Museum in Liverpool. And now, it was the first time I ever came back to London since I was born.

April 11th 1994- London:

During a morning and a whole afternoon, they shot the music video. After this, not complicated to guess where we went: the pub.

We drank pint after pint before going to buy something to eat and to a nightclub. The guys were only sitting drinking, Liam being his inner Casanova, and Noel alone in the corner, talking with Bonehead. I was tipsy and silent. I was discretely admiring Noel from time to time, telling myself how good looking he was, how I loved his blue eyes, his smile, and his laugh, how confident he looked, how the girl that came towards him… WAIT WHAT?! What did this bitch wanted?

I remind you I was tipsy, and I didn’t even recognize the waitress.

That’s when the song, the perfect one blasted through the speakers. It was MY moment. I got up so fast Guigsy looked at me with worry.

Hey Y/N are ye… oh. He started

In fact, I had walked to the dancefloor, dancing a slow with myself on Always by Bon Jovi, mouthing the lyrics, eyes closed. That’s why I didn’t notice Noel’s gaze on mine. That’s also why I was surprised when I felt one hand on my hip and another one taking my hand. I jumped and almost fell.

It’s just me, don’t worry. He said

You scared the shit out of me Noely! I answered

I can see that, me. Not fun dancing by yerself.

So… mister Gallagher doesn’t dance for a music video but dances with me in a nightclub?

There’s a difference between both.

Which is?

With Oasis, I’m the rockstar. With ye, I’m Noel Gallagher. The one ye always knew. Got to work me image and reputation.

It goes without saying that I love both characters but prefer Noel Gallagher.

Love? He chuckled

Oh shut the fuck up, you know what I mean, yeah?

Yea, I know what ye mean. Now it’s yer turn to shut the fuck up and dance with me.

And just like that I was dancing with the man I loved. I laid my head on his shoulder, following his basic dance moves. And when I lift my head up again, we both looked in each other’s eyes, dancing, and me, still mouthing the lyrics. Noel was smiling at me doing so. There still was a hope for love. I was tipsy and unconsciously telling him with a song that I was still in love with him when mouthing “And I will love you, baby, always, and I'll be there forever and a day, always, I'll be there 'til the stars don't shine, ‘til the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme, and I know when I die, you'll be on my mind, and I'll love you, always.”

He smiled more and more, thinking it was cute. And he approached his face more and more from mine. And as we were about to kiss, I felt a hand pinch my bottom. I jumped, and Noel who witnessed it, saw the guy behind me laugh. He let go of me and walked towards him.

Oi, what did ye just do ye fucker?

Oh come on, it was just a joke! The man answered

Well we’ll fucking see if me fist in yer fucking face is also a joke ye asshole!

As Noel was about to punch the man, I put myself in front of him, putting my hand on his torso to stop him.

Noel, no! It’s not worth it.

He stopped, sending a dark look to the man, then looked at me.

The Y/N I know wouldn’t have stopped me and would even have smashed his face in!

He started walking away.

I just fucking want peace Noel, can’t you understand this?

I get that, but not when a man touches ye this way! He shouted

Don’t you think I saw enough violence?

Yea, maybe ye did, but I don’t accept the fact that ye don’t or don’t let me defend ye!

I’m a big girl, I can defend myself Noel!

Yea? Prove it then! Don’t let anyone touch ye this way when ye don’t want it and didn’t ask fer it! What have ye become Y/N? Where’s me warrior?

And this sentence broke me. Tears invaded my eyes, I couldn’t answer. Maybe I wasn’t cured yet. Because flashbacks came back and I fell on my knees, crying and hyperventilating.

Noel had gone to the loo, but Liam saw me and ran to me.

Y/N ? Y/N it’s okay, yer okay.

Noel wasn’t back yet, and Liam took me in his arms, directing himself outside so there would be less noise, and so I could get some calm and fresh air. He sat me on a chair before hugging me tightly.

Hey Y/N, ye’re here, no one can hurt ye, I promise.

I-I know, it’s j-just…

Flashbacks, I know. And I know this. He said as he let go of me

W-What?

I know what flashbacks are. I had some too in the past.

I-Is this about…

Me dickhead of a father beating me mam and brothers? Yea.

I’m so soz Li’…

Don’t be. It’s only nightmares now. I’m sure Noel didn’t want to trigger ye. It’s just we knew another Y/N.

I’m soz…

Stop apologizing Y/N. It’s not yer fault. Repairing yerself takes time. He said, handing me a cigarette

I just thought this was behind me… I answered, taking it

As I said, repairing yerself takes time. It has highs and lows, it’s not linear. He said, lighting his cigarette

Yeah I know, thank you doctor Gallagher. I answered, rolling my eyes while he was lighting mine

See? There she is the sarcastic little shit we love. Ye’re still ye Y/N. Just different after what happened to ye with this bastard. And that’s normal. But Noel is right, we want the warrior who kicks ass back. She’s sleeping, but she’ll be back one day, I don’t doubt it, me. Noel was just trying to encourage ye. Just in a bad way, that’s all.

I chuckled.

You give good advice for someone who’s usually the violent one Li’.

I know, I don’t control it. But I’m meself and I’ve been through this. I was just a powerless little lad.

Who grew up into a good but angry guy.

Maybe yea. But at least I’m alive. And it’s thanks to ye. And I thank ye everyday fer this Y/N.

What Liam had told me gave me a boost. I finished my cigarette and got up.

Where are ye going? He asked

To teach someone a lesson. I answered

I went back inside and looked for the guy who pinched my ass. I saw that Noel was back at the table and sat, with a glass of Gin and Tonic in his hand.

That’s when I saw the man and went towards him.

Hey smartass!

He turned around and I punched him.

Don’t you fucking touch me or another girl without her consent ever again!

I wasn’t a victim. I couldn’t let myself be in this position.

I heard people applause me. Noel had gotten up when seeing me do this and smiled. Liam was among the people who applauded and showed me his two thumbs up. The warrior would be back, and this was a big step I had taken.

*

April 1994- Sawmills studios- Cornwall

After shooting the video for Supersonic, we were back in studio in Cornwall to record and mix the last songs for Definitely Maybe. Oasis were getting popular thanks to the song and I was sure the album would work. I saw the passion they were all bringing to it, and Liam had an incredible voice. When they weren’t recording or drinking, they were playing football. I men WE were playing football.

I was in Noel’s and Guigsy’s team whereas Liam was teaming with Bonehead and Tony.

And let’s say Noel and I still had some techniques from when we were younger. So we kicked their asses. And you know how Liam is. He’s a very bad player. So on several occasions, he had fun knocking us damn, so that he could score a goal.

Oi Liam, this isn’t cool! I said, getting up for the umpteenth time

Yea that’s right our kid, normally that’s a good red card man! Noel pursued

Oh yea? Where’s the fucking referee, eh? Show me, I want to see yer goddamn nice red card. Liam said, raiding his arms to his side and looking from right to left theatrically

You’re unfair Li ‘!

No, ye are! He answered

It’s not our fault ye don’t know how to play football! Noel answered

I fucking know how to play, me!

Then be fairplay! Tony, Bonehead, do you agree with this?

Nope. They both answered

Okay, fuck off, I quit! Liam said, taking the piss

Oh come on William! I said

Nah, fuck off, I don’t want to play anymore!

Where are ye going? Noel asked

To the pub, ye cunts. He answered, walking away

Should we join him? I asked

The boys looked at the sky, it was cloudy and about to start raining.

Nah, let him take the piss, he’ll come back. We’re going inside. Who wants a brew? Tony asked

*

And it rained. A lot. There was a powercut, so we had to light ourselves by candlelight. Liam was probably still at the pub, while Noel and I locked ourselves in the studio. He was strumming his guitar and I read the book about the Beatles, the one he was reading on the ferry to Amsterdam. That’s when inspiration came to him, and he started playing a melody. The one that would later become Acquiesce. I already heard him playing it before, but nothing concrete. There wasn’t any lyrics yet.

Came with a new song? I asked

Maybe.

Already heard you playing this before.

I know. I keep it in me head. I don’t have lyrics. Might not be the time yet.

Doesn’t your head and fingers hurt? You haven’t stopped playing for 3 hours now.

No.

Could you teach me a song please? I said, putting the book aside

Now me head’s gonna hurt.

You bastard!

Noel laughed

Of course, what do ye want to play?

Could you teach me some chords from Always by Bon Jovi?

Aren’t ye a bit obsessed with this song?

No! I mean… I just love it, It’s beautiful.

Lemme find the chords.

He strummed his guitar again for a few minutes, looking for the chords. Then he gave me his guitar, making me hold it the right way.

So ye’re going to strum the E and chords first, then C#minor, B and A twice again. That’s the intro of the song.

I did, with Noel placing my fingers correctly and I struggled for the C#minor chord.

Fuck, this one’s hard!

Yea, not recommended for beginners. This is one of the chords I hate playing. I’m going to help ye.

He sat behind me, and my eyes opened wide. Oh God, that was something he didn’t do for ages. Happily, he didn’t see that. He put his hand on mine, putting my fingers at the right place.

Now strum.

I did.

Sounds better when you do it.

I didn’t do anything, I just helped ye.

I have a little hand and little fingers you know? I said, looking at him

Not so little since ye just played these chords. He answered, looking back at me

Our eyes were locked together, like in London in this nightclub. And once again, his face came dangerously close to mine. And once again, just as we were about to kiss, there was a disturbing element. And that disturbing element’s name was Liam.

F-Fucking hell, it’s a fucking torrent our there, I was lucky I made friends with someone who was n-nice enough to give me a l-lift! He stammered, bursting through the door

Oh fer fuck’s sake… Noel whispered, closing his eyes

Soz, was I interrupting a special moment? Liam asked

I sighed.

No, no you didn’t, your brother was only teaching me a few chords. Are you drunk Liam?

Nah, but I’m cocked up me!

And he’s proud…

Fer fuck’s sake our kid, yer going to lose yer voice!

Oh fuck off Noel, I can sing. Ye’ll see, tomorrow I’ll be in shape enough to blow yer fucking mind!

Ye better!

While the brothers were talking, I grabbed the book and started reading again. I fucking hated Liam at this right moment for spoiling it. I wanted my goddamn kiss. This would have to fucking wait, again.

[ithemyso]

Okay, so something I've noticed in the games is that Sonic is no faster than his friends. Like, his friends can keep up with him easily despite him being the 'fastest thing alive'. And after thinking about this for a while, I have two theories as to why that is:

1). He can go at supersonic speeds, but he himself can't mentally keep up with it. His feet move faster than his brain, and so he only goes that fast when he's sure he won't run into anything. The others being there is just coincidence. However, I don't strongly believe in this one as he's never seemed to have trouble steering before.

2.) (And this is the one I like) he's INTENTIONALLY slowing down for his friends. He values freedom over all, yes, but he's not selfish. If he were, he wouldn't risk his life saving strangers from evil scientists and world-ending monsters. He likes running, but he likes running with his friends *more*. So he holds back a bit to let the others catch up.

In my opinion, Sonic is slow because he values the company of those he loves, and I think that's a beautiful thing.

[aita-blorbos]

AITA for getting a coworker murdered?

To be clear, I am ONE HUNDRED percent sure I did the right thing, but my students found out about this and are angry at me for making the adult decision, so I was hoping you all could help me talk som sense into them.

I (25m) met K (30-something M?) almost exactly a year ago. He was claiming to be a super-powered world destroying alien from outer space who blew up the moon and was planning to blow up the Earth too come March.

Seeing as how I work for THE GOVERNMENT, me and my group were not thrilled to hear this. We realized K had to be taken care of and eliminated as soon as possible.

But that was easier said than done. K was fast— like, supersonic fast, and weirdly enough he was insisting on only cooperating with us even a little if we allowed him to supervise a group of middle schoolers for the rest of the year.

Now, none of us had any clue what he wanted with these kids at the time, but seeing as how this was our only option to try and get him to stay in once place, we agreed. We allowed him to become a teacher at the school of his choice and began training the children to assassinate him.

I too, became a teacher temporarily. I watched over the children, made sure he didn’t hurt the,m, and tried my best to pass on my skills to them.

But something happened that I really didn’t expect. K bonded with the kids. Like, SERIOUSLY bonded with them. Those kids… hadn’t gotten a lot of support before, and K was the first person to unconditionally love them. Even I must admit he taught them a lot and built up their self esteem.

Eventually, due to an incident, they learned about K’s past and something we had known for a while— that K was not an alien. In reality, he was a human being (once a professional assassin) who’d been experimented on and turned into a monster. And in actuality, he had no plans to willingly blow up Earth. Instead, he was destined to blow up and die come March if not killed, and would take the whole world with him.

The kids were horrified. This, combined with how kind K had been to them made them want to save him. After a brief argument between them, eventually they decided they would no longer be attempting to assassinate K. Instead, they’d look for a way to try and ensure he wouldn’t blow up.

I… had a feeling this would not work out for them, but they refused to give up. Eventually, they hijacked a spaceship and got their hands on top secret information from a study another country performed:

According to this study, K was not nearly as likely as his predecessor (a rat who exploded and destroyed the moon) to blow up. In fact, the chance was less than 1%.

They told me this news and were thrilled. That meant they didn’t have to kill K!

But… here’s the thing. Less than 1% still isn’t 0%. However small, there was a chance that K would still combust and exterminate everyone on Earth.

So me and the government continued to plan. We created an ultimate weapon that we used to seal K away. Then, we scheduled a laser blast we had calculated would kill him. I was the one who let my boss know where K was so we were able to trap him.

Ultimately, our laser did not kill him. Before it could fire, the kids broke in to say goodbye and ended up put him down themselves. They did so through tears, and although they received a lump sum of money for their bravery, they’ve been very, very depressed.

Recently, they found out about my involvement in sealing K’s fate, and they’ve been very angry with me. They’re telling me I sold out a friend and that I should have tried to argue with my bosses to prove he deserved to live. But this has nothing to do with ‘deserving’ to me. It’s not like I disliked K! He could be annoying sometimes, but I learned a lot from him, too.

I simply ensured he died because I felt it was what I had to do… what was best to keep everyone, including those kids safe. That doesn’t mean it was an easy decision, of course. But sometimes when you’re a grown up you have to make hard choices.

AITA?

[ultimatelifefcrm]

@amoirsetpacis

Truly a remarkable discovery, he hadn't meant to stumble upon this place but perhaps it was fate. The isles that lay above the Mistwoods horizon had granted back all of Shadow's abilties (though, no dice on the Chaos Emerald, boo.).

With jet boots back in order, and his speed back to where it should be, he was taking in the sights as he zipped along, taking note of any places of interest he had passed, for multiple reasons, Shadow felt like he might spend a lot of time in this branch.

He really shouldn't have taken his eyes off the path in front of him, because as the supersonic fast hedgehog realized, he was seconds away from crashing into a very unfortunate person.

"WATCH OUT!!"

His call was in vain, there was no way the either of them would've been able to have split second reaction timing like that...Down tumbling the both of them went.

"Damn..."