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colormeyondublue · 3 years ago

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Chapter 11: Clear The Air

Chapter 10 Here - Chapter 12 Here

Several days go by, and Yondu doesn’t see much of you. What happened with Trenvik really damaged what confidence you had aboard the Eclector. This really took it’s toll on you both mentally and physically. You feel violated. The event could have been worse, but that Chorak still took something away from you. Although you really can’t pin down what that something is, you just feel helpless and weak. Kraglin has been bringing you meals while you work from your cabin. He stops by three times a day, and a few times in between just to check up on you. The two of you have gotten pretty close over the past few days. There is a soft knocking on your door, and Kraglin pokes his head inside after punching in your key on the number pad.

“Hey, I gotcha some tea. I wasn’t sure if ya’d be hungry yet, but I thought at least somethin’ warm might be nice.” He approaches your desk and sets the cup down, steam gently rising from the top.

“Thanks, Kraglin. Tea does sound nice.” You don’t really move or say much else. The silence begins to get tense, and Kraglin taps his thumbs together.

“So…ya think ya might wanna take a walk with me today? We don’t have to go far, and the guys are all off ship, nobody is around – promise.”

“Off ship? Where are we?” You ask, rather surprised.

“Cap’n wanted to take the boys out for a little break. He brought us to our usual place, Contraxia. We usually do that after a big score. That client paid us real well for them jewels ‘n stuff we took from Johpar. We’ll be sittin’ pretty fer a while.” He smiles.

“Contraxia?! Oh, god.” You roll your eyes and bring your palm to your forehead. You know a little about this planet, your boss used to talk about it when you were slow at the pawn shop. All you know is that there’s hookers, and drugs, and tons of booze.

“Ya know this place?” Kraglin asks with one eyebrow raised.

“I’ve never been here, but I know of it. My old boss used to talk about this planet. I’ve heard all I need to know.” You roll your eyes and play with the tag on the tea bag.

“Oh. Well, we don’t have ta leave the ship if ya don’t wanna. I just think it would be good fer ya ta get outta this room. You’ll go nuts in here!”

“Where’s Yondu?”

“I think he’s at a bar down there with Tullk, Oblo and some of the others.”

You sigh and sip your tea. You really don’t like the idea of Yondu being down there. Trust was something that the two of you hadn’t really had a ton of time to work on, but he did save your life the other day, so why wouldn’t you trust him to be faithful? I guess it’s good for morale. The Captain does need to be out with his men.

“How about this - I finish my tea and get dressed, and you can take me down to that disgusting excuse of a planet and show me around a little? But absolutely no brothels! Deal?”

“Deal! Go ahead and get ready and I’ll meet ya down at the docking bay in 20?”

You laugh lightly at his excitement and playfully nudge him. “Sounds good…” Just before he gets to the door you stop him. “Hey, Kraglin? Thank you…for making sure I was okay and checking up on me these past few days. What happened with Trenvik…it really did something to me, ya know?”

“Don’t mention it. Yer one of us. But more than that, ya make the Cap’n real happy. That makes me real happy. Cap and I go back a long ways, and ya mean a lot to us both y/n.” He smiles gently and nods, and disappears out your door.

You get dressed in a clean set of leathers and throw a coat over top with a black scarf. Unless anything has changed, you remember your boss talking about how it snows on Contraxia year-round. You find your mind wondering back to Kraglin again as you lace up your boots. Ya know, Kraglin is such a great guy. If he wasn’t so damn shy, he wouldn’t be single. Poor guy. You smirk at the thought.

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You and Kraglin touch down on Contraxia and you both walk toward the bars and brothels in the snow. The streets are lit with loads of neon lights and signs. You notice there are a few restaurants and tattoo shops too.

“Hey, I think the Cap’n and the guys are at that bar over there.” Kraglin points to a larger metal building with a sign on the side that seems to be in a language you can’t read.

“Uh, Kraglin? Can we just…not go in there?”

“Why? Did ya wanna go somewhere else?” He asks, confused.

“Yeah, that would be great. I just don’t really want to see the Captain yet.”

“Are you two okay?”

“I think so, it’s just…something else happened before you guys went to Knowhere.” You rub your arms from the cold. “Is there somewhere else we can go to talk about it? Somewhere quiet?”

“Uhh, sure. There’s a little coffee place at the end of the road here.”

“Coffee?!”

Kraglin laughs loudly at your reaction. “Yeah, coffee. We do have some Terran things out here, ya know. We don’t have much, but coffee has definitely gained popularity over the years. There’s even some little farms that grow that stuff on Xandar. Just ‘cause ya ain’t seen other races on yer planet, don’t mean we haven’t stopped by ta look around."

“Woah��I had no idea. That’s really cool. A little unnerving, but cool. Remind me to ask you more about that later. I need coffee! Let’s go!” You grab Kraglin’s hand and hurry down the street toward the shop.

The two of you enter the coffee shop, and find a seat near the window. After your drinks arrive, you speak up after taking a few sips.

“Okay, so before you guys left the ship, I kinda said something to the Captain I maybe shouldn’t have...not yet at least.”

“What kinda’ somethin’”?

You hide your face behind your hands and sigh. “I might have accidentally told the Captain that I loved him, among other things. Truthfully, I do – ya know, love him. But he didn’t say much of anything back and I panicked.” You don’t hear a reply for a few seconds. You drop your hands to see what horrific expression Kraglin has on his face. To your surprise, there isn’t any expression, he is just nonchalantly drinking his coffee.

“He told me.”

“What?! He told you?!”

“Yeah, he told me. To be honest, I wasn’t all too surprised. You Terran’s have a thing about love. You’d be surprised how alike Terrans are to us Xandarian’s. We have a thing about love too. That’s something Quill and I always had in common. We understood each other, I guess that’s why we got along so damn well.” He finished with a smile.

“Okaaay, so what else did he say?”

“Look y/n, yer my friend, and I care about ya a lot. That’s why I think you ‘n the Cap’n should talk about it. I will say that he ain’t mad or put off, but he just ain’t used to it. The Cap’n hasn’t had the most fantastic life. Love ain't never really been apart of it neither. Just be patient with him is all.”

After a few minutes of silence pass, Kraglin speaks up again. “Maybe ya should talk to him tonight? Just clear the air and see where things go?”

A light laugh bubbles up to your lips and you look at him, not surprised. “Since when did you get so good at relationship advice?”

Kraglin just shrugs. “Honestly, couldn’t tell ya. Maybe I’m just level headed? Dunno.”

“You really shoudn’t be single, ya know that?” You tease.

“I had a girl a long time ago. But, bein’ a Ravager makes relationships hard. Unless another girl just falls from the stars onto our ship, I don’t see that being in the cards fer me.”

“Yeah, well, if things can turn around for Yondu, I’m sure they can for you too.”

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Back at the bar, Yondu couldn’t really get into the celebration spirit. Your frightened expression from the other day in your office wouldn’t leave his mind. The men were beyond happy with their payday, and super drunk. Sex bots were everywhere, and it was all he could do to keep them off of him. He eventually decides to just leave. He gets up from his stool, and Tullk taps his arm.

“Hey, ya alright Cap’n?”

“Yeah, yeah ‘m fine. Just tired, gonna head out.”

“We’ll see ya later then?”

“Yeah, sure.” He replies as he’s walking out the door.

Yondu heads back to the Warbird so he can call Quill. He’s got to know what to do. Quill is Terran, and he’s…younger. Maybe he’ll have some kind of advice on how to handle this.

He sits down and taps a few buttons on the console. The screen beeps for a few moments and then an image pops up. He sees a large grayish green looking man with bright red tattoos.

“Oh, Hello Yondu. Are you looking for Quill?” Before he can answer, Drax turns and yells behind himself. “QUILL! Your father is on the communicator! He needs to speak with you!”

Yondu leans his face onto his fist and rolls his eyes. These “Guardians” are really somethin’…

From the distance, Yondu can hear Peter yell back, “My Father? What the heck are you talkin’ about Drax?” Peter comes into view and see’s Yondu’s unamused expression on screen. “Oh, hey ol’ man, what’s up?”

“I got somethin’ I need ta talk with ya about, but it seems like yer a little busy.”

“Nah, it’s fine. I was just helpin’ Rocket with some plans for a new blaster that launches explosives! We just left Xandar, we were picking up some supplies. What did you need?” Quill asks.

“This ain’t an easy thing ta talk about…do ya think ya could go to another room er somethin’? I don’t need everybody hearin’ all about it.”

Peter’s expression turns a mixture of concerned and awkward. “Uhh…yeah sure. Is everything okay?” he moves Yondu’s transmission onto a handheld communicator and heads to the back of the ship. He enters his quarters and closes the door. “Okay, shoot.”

Yondu takes a deep breath, and exhales slowly to try and calm his nerves. “Long story short, Krags and I hired a new Terran girl to help with record keeping, transmission logs and mission details and stuff. We’ve gotten close over that time and now, well…she’s ma girl.”

“Woah! Yondu! She’s really Terran?! That’s so awesome man! I always knew you had it in you. What’s her name?”

“Her name’s y/n, and she’s really somethin’. I never met anyone like her. She’s really special ta me, but there’s somethin’ else I need to ask ya.”

“Okay…”

“The other day we made a stop out at Knowhere to sell some stuff, and she said somethin’ ta me. We both kinda panicked, but I think it might’a been my fault. See, she told me she loved me, but she said it so casually and it came out so natural soundin’. I didn’t expect it at all, and I didn’t exactly say anything back. She freaked out and ran off. Now, I don’t know what ta do! Is that normal fer Terrans?”

“Wow, okay. That’s a lot to unpack. So, let me ask you this. Do you love her?”

“Well, see that’s the other thing I need to ask ya. I don’t exactly know what that is. Boy, I ain’t Terran, and I ain’t no good with this love stuff. I figured, with ya bein’ Terran ‘n all, you might know what it means ta love someone and maybe ya’d know if that’s what y/n and I have.” Yondu’s expression turns sheepish, and he rubs the back of his neck as he waits for Peter’s answer.

“Oh, that’s easy! Love is something that happens between two people, and it’s a feeling that is super strong. You feel like you can do anything – unstoppable almost. Some people say it makes you feel like you’re floating, like you could almost fly. There’re loads of movies about love I remember from being a kid. The point is, you’d do anything to see them smile, you want to always make sure they’re happy and cared for. Gamora is in a similar boat with you, but we work on it.” Peter’s smile grows at the mention of Gamora.

“Well shit…” Yondu stares at something on his control council. “Okay, so yeah…I think that about pins it down.”

“So, you love her?” Peter asks.

“Heh, yeah boy, I guess I do.”

“Alright, well there you go! Look man, love is supposed to be easy. That’s not to say that you won’t have any disagreements or the occasional fight. That’s normal, but let go and just try to fall in.”

“Yeah, that makes sense. So, I guess all that’s left ta do is go tell her. Right?”

“Right.” Peter crosses his arms confidently and glances off screen. “Anything else you need? Rocket sounds like he’s getting pissed. I want to make sure he doesn’t blow something up or break anything.”

“Yeah boy, that’s it. But listen, thanks. I was at ma wits end over here.”

“No problem, Yondu. Now go tell her!” Peter laughs.

“Alright, alright. I’m goin’!” Yondu ends the call, and heads off the Warbird to find you.

Yondu starts to make his way back to the bars when he notices you and Kraglin walking to his smaller M-ship. The captain makes his way toward you in the snow, and you stop short.

Kraglin notices you stop. “Ey, it’s okay. You should talk to ‘em. I’ll see ya back on the Eclector?” He says as he reassuringly pats your shoulder.

“Yeah, okay.”

“Comm me if ya need anythin’.”

Kraglin walks past Yondu and nods, and he boards his small craft. You stuff your hands in your pockets and watch Yondu approach you.

“Hey, uh…” he starts. “I was wonderin’ if we could talk? Things have been a little off since the other day. Can I take ya back to the Warbird?”

“Yeah, I think that would be fine. We do need to talk.”

As the two of you walk to the Warbird, Yondu throws his arm over your shoulder to pull you closer. The warmth and weight of his arm makes your heart flutter. The feeling of security and safety brings a quiet smile to your face. Yondu glances at you from the corner of his eye and smiles too. It’s at this point he remembers what he is about to do. Anxiety strikes him in the chest and he can feel his heart begin to race. He swallows, and closes the door to the M-ship after you step inside with him.

You take a seat in the copilot chair and wait for him to speak first.

“Y/n, there’s somethin’ I been thinkin’ about and I really need to get it off ma chest. The other day, in yer office…well…” he looks down at the floor and begins to pace. “What I’m tryin’ ta say is – shit…this is harder than I thought it was gonna be.”

You get a bad nervous feeling in the pit of your stomach. Yondu can’t seem to find the right words and he’s pacing the ship even further. He’s going to break up with me, oh my god, he is about to break up with me. You can feel tears beginning to form, and he turns to face you. Your thoughts have apparently been written all over your face.

“Oh, no. No darlin’ it ain’t like that. I swear on all the stars, it ain’t nothin’ like that. Look, when ya told me ya loved me the other day, I didn’t know what ta do. No one has ever told me they loved me before. I wadn’t sure what love even meant, let alone how ta love somebody else. Love ain’t exactly somethin’ I’m used to. But now, I think I understand – at least a little.” He takes your hands and pulls you to your feet. With deep pull of breath, he finally gets the courage.

“I love ya too sweetheart. I do. No woman has ever made me so damn crazy before. Ya get inside ma head, make my hands all shaky, and when ya look at me ma heart races out of ma chest. I can’t even begin ta tell ya how outta the norm this is fer me. Heh.” His crooked smile shows how unsure he is. But you can tell that he means every word. You don’t have any words for him in return. His confession was more than you expected, so you pull him toward you for a tender kiss. He wraps you in his strong arms and returns your kiss happily. You both get so lost in each other that you almost forget to breathe. You break away from him and gingerly bite your lip.

“So…now what?” He asks.

“Well, now, we just keep doing what we’re doing. Build and grow, one day at a time. Don’t worry, I’ll show you how.” With a smirk, you head toward the dining area of the ship to get some water.

“Y/n, there’s somethin’ else I been thinkin’ about. What do ya say we make another stop? The crew will be well off for a while, and we have some downtime ahead. I have an idea I’ve been sittin’ on fer a while.”

“Sure, what’s your idea?”

He takes a seat next to you and taps on the table a few times. “I was wantin’ ta take ya back ta Terra fer a visit. Maybe we could find yer family. I know how much ya miss ‘em, and it would bring ‘em some closure. I can imagine they’d be thrilled ta know yer safe…and I wouldn’t mind meetin’ ‘em. If ya think it’d be alright?”

“Back to Earth!? Are you serious?! Yondu! Yes, yes! Oh my god, I can’t believe it!!” You jump into his arms and kiss him excitedly. “It’s been so long. I’d love to show you where I grew up and, well, my family might be a bit shocked – but they’ll get over it.”

“Alright, then. It’s a done deal. I’ll let the crew finish up their…merriment, and we’ll get headed that way.”

In the back of his mind, Yondu knows this is a huge risk. There is chance you’ll find your family, and you might want to stay. If he takes you back to your home, he could lose you forever. However, he understands now, that he’d do anything to make you happy. Even it that happiness takes you away from him.

#Yondu and The Secretary #yondu x reader #Yondu Udonta #gotg fanfiction #fanfic #Starlord #peter quill #love #galactic #kraglin obfonteri #kraglin

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tosikoarts · 4 years ago

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SFW Alphabet | Usami Tokishige

🎵 This may become a little brutal If I'm honest but It's any-anything for you my dear, I promise 🎶 You can figure our what I was listening to while writing this piece. Anyway, hope you’ll like it, anon! You can check tosikowrites tag for more. Warning: there’s a lot under the cut.

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

The fact that Usami fell in love and now can’t shut up about them is not that surprising since the soldiers of the 7th Division have already witnessed his unhealthy obsession with the First Lieutenant. The dangerous aura of infinite adoration he carries does not bother others as much as well, maybe, because now his cursed energy has more output options, you know? It is not concentrated on one person and seems not so intense. Seems.

No matter how wild his fantasy runs, Usami behaves himself in their presence. Of course, his nerves are as taut as a rope since if he loosens up his attention he may not contain his passion…Chooses words carefully so as not to push them away and comes across as a lovely bubbly young man with the cutest smile! Even sitting in silence together is special. Usami can’t quit staring at them, they are so majestic!

He wants to follow them everywhere. Eat together, go on morning walks together, sleep together. Usami is a human version of burdock that will either quite by accident bump into his crush every other day or shamelessly ask them if they will be in this specific place or if they want to go there with him.

Personal boundaries? Don’t know her. As soon as his loved one gives him green light, Usami’s hands are all over the place. If he isn’t pinching their pink cheeks then he is patting their head. If he isn’t patting their head, he might be squeezing their ass. Usami is all about physical affection in every possible way, and it is extremely important for him to touch his partner. He might even lose it when they put a hand on his knee or take him by the hand, leave alone anything spicier.

Usami will end anyone who steps between him and his loved one. For him this is a cut-throat axiom, it is as natural as breathing, and it should be obvious to the surrounding. Anyone who wants to separate them automatically signs their own death sentence that will be carried out immediately by Usami himself.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

To be friends with the rabid Superior Private, you have to be a mad lad with no moral compass (the questionable moral compass is ok too) just like him or be a literal angel with the patience of a sage and a heart of gold to deal with the chaos Usami brings into your life. Also, this person has to have impeccable reflexes just in case he decides to cut this friendship off. Takagi Tomoharu didn’t and where is he now?

With such a friend, nothing is scary. Friendship with Usami provides invulnerability in situations where an ordinary person would think twice. In addition to that, Tokishige doesn’t really look for troubles and prefers to spend time like a real hedonist: red-light district workers know his preferences very well, the owner in his favorite diner always meets him with a question “the usual?”, and Usami knows places to hang around in general. His friend gets to experience life delights with him as well.

He needs so much attention! If it was up to him, Usami would spend at least an hour every day with them even when they have already talked about every single thing in the world. Everyday chats about nothing are cool, mutual flattery is appreciated. These points lead to Usami being overly possessive: if his best friend suddenly starts spending more time with someone else, he will definitely take action against this stumbling block.

Demands that his friend to follow the “the enemy of my friend is my enemy” rule. They are obligated to get embittered at Ogata. No, Usami doesn’t explain why, they just have to.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Usami has restless ass syndrome. It’s like restless legs syndrome but with ass: he can’t sit still for more than 15 minutes. Cuddles do not last longer than that and often progress into steamy making out. It doesn’t mean he doesn’t like to cuddle though. Usami prefers to do it while leaving some space for moving so the leg hug is just perfect. Any other position including classical spooning feels like a rabbit trap.

If his partner is bigger than he is, Usami will definitely lie on their chest with legs wiggling up in the air. First of all, now he can see their lovable face, and second of all, he is on top which means being in control.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Eeeh. Does he want to settle down? No, not really. Let’s say, there was no reason for him to think about settling down but even if there was, Usami would aggressively shake his head in negation. He is, just like Koito, too young to plan a quiet family life, and, at the moment, living on the wheels without thinking up ahead seems much more exciting than being chained to one place with one person. In his head, things are kind of overexaggerated but the answer to the question is still no for the next 10 years for sure.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

It is highly unlikely that Usami will break up with his partner in a proper manner. Self-deprecating comments and taking the blame for a failed relationship have no place in his explanation if he even decides to talk about it. Most likely Usami will leave them as spontaneously and unexpectedly as he popped up in their life in the first place: hops on a horse, gives them short indifferent look over the shoulder, and fades into the darkness of the night to never be seen again. Maybe, it’s for the better since Usami doesn’t have to face the fact he has nothing to say. Well, he chooses to be silent since crushing them with disinterest that makes the kid throw the old toy into the toybox doesn’t please him either. No check-ups, no letters, no “let’s stay friends”.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Avoids this question to the last minute because he is too young to commit and jump into family life. Usami reminds me of the type of person who wants to experiment in youth so that in old age he would not regret missing exciting opportunities. There is not a chance he will propose until he comes to the conclusion that he has already seen and experienced the most impressive stuff. So, maybe, from 7 to 10 years? Most definitely feels neutral about having an affair or two since he has a pretty lenient conscience.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Emotionally? Absolute emptiness with, perhaps, distorted memories of family love arising here and there. His feelings are strong, aggressive, filled with preceding excitement before the upcoming fun. Calm states of mind such as serenity, clarity, boundless love are too underwhelming for Usami. Wouldn’t call him gentle in the physical sense either: life is motion, and he has to move or do something, anything to feel alive, and impatience makes his moves rough and harsh. Even in a gentle embrace, it seems that he squeezes his loved one to their ribs cracking. He kisses them out until they want to slip out of his hands like a gasping fish. They may like it, they may not, but Usami doesn’t loosen his love grip and remains a (little) wild in the relationship.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Usami hugs them at the most unexpected moments, takes them by storm to squeeze the hell out of them. Perhaps these are his favorite ones, to pick them up high and spin, leaving their legs tingling in the air like a ragdoll.

His hands never stay in one place. Feeling their warm body under the fingertips is indescribable pleasure so Usami gives himself free rein to rub their back, squeeze their sides, press them to his chest, and nuzzle into their neck. He may bite them as well.

Can’t stand to be hugged when he is obviously busy to the point where Usami can kinda gently push them away but sees no problem when he does the same to his partner. Believes that everything can be forgiven for his big puppy eyes (and other particular qualities).

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Casually says it on like the second day of official dating over the cup of tea. Hard to say if he is for real so confident in his feelings or if he does it to check their reaction but nevertheless. Usami looks his loved one right in the eyes with undisguised beaming complacency, and his confession is short, definite, and unobjectionable. Propping his chin with his pale hands, he immediately returns to the casual conversation and keeps going joyfully about whatever on his mind like Usami didn’t just murmur how he is in love with them forever and for ever. After that, he is elated. Confession is a kind of seal of belonging to him, consent of another person is optional, it doesn't matter at all, all that does it that they are his and he is theirs.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

This shit is scary for everybody involved. Usami doesn’t get jealous per se but he has a strong feeling of having his loved one in his possession. Should someone try to covet his partner as hell breaks loose: regardless of who exactly was the initiator, - his loved one or another person, - Usami immediately takes action. In his mind, his partner can’t be guilty of infidelity, they were simply coerced into foul play and have to be taught how to recognize such a thing, they are innocent. This awful other person is different though, they are the ones who need to be taught some manners.

To start a fight Usami needs one dirty look, one carelessly thrown word. This is just an excuse to allow himself to take out all the anger on the poor soul. If Koito likes to gab hours on end but secretly hoping to avoid getting physical, Usami sees talking as a waste of time. Of course, if one fight is not enough, then Usami can go in for murder.

After the accident, he acts a lot rougher with his partner forcing them deeper into submission. To maintain ego and control and to be sure that they know their place, Usami needs praise, persuasion, and tons of physical affection.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Loves the concept of kissing, loves to kiss, and to be kissed. Sees every kiss as a personal signature but also, on another level, rewarding pastime so Usami is all about steamy make-out sessions. He is eager and rough, oftentimes marks his partner in visible areas with not only bright hickeys but with straight out bites. The look of dark crescents from his teeth scattering on their delicate neck turns Usami on like nothing else.

Likes to be kissed all over the body, would prefer them to be as rough though since casual soft kisses don’t really set a mood for him. The same goes for them, Usami won’t leave a spot unkissed on their body. Has a thing for the neck, wrists, and insides of the thighs.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Don’t let him around kids because it seems like Usami is good at it but in reality, he just builds up an army of naughty children to throw eggs at the neighbor's door. He like a devil coerces the goody angel into a mini-revolution under the nose of parents without offering any candy. Give this man a free hand, remove Tsurumi from his life, and you’ll see Usami growing into a cult leader. So, yes, he is pretty good with children older than like 5-6 years old, can’t do shit with babies younger than that. Usami hasn’t thought about being a father himself because beyond pranks and fun he knows absolutely nothing, zero, nada about raising children.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Incredibly active and varied if Usami managed to fall asleep before midnight the day before. He unceremoniously wakes his partner up either covering their face with kisses or pulling the blanket off them or starting a pillow fight. Expects his loved one to rise and shine without spending an hour just sitting here with an empty stare in the void.

Even when Usami collapses in the bed at dawn, it is possible that he will accidentally wake them up with a sweeping elbow blow to the nose. During the cold season, his partner should be ready to wake up trembling without a blanket. This bastard steals it every other night.

It is rare to see Usami cooking or doing anything useful at all in the house in the morning. He prefers to wander around while his partner lays the table and talk out loud to himself.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Unpredictable. He may get lost for an evening, come back with no explanation (we all know he was up to no good), and crash next to them with a smug smile. Other nights Usami can’t leave them alone: it feels like it is vital for him to fiddle with their fingers, play with their hair, pull them into a tight hug. The maximum relaxation effect is achieved with a couple of bitter sake shots drunk before meals.

Sleeping. Nobody canceled messed up sleeping schedule (check out the last letter of the alphabet) so Usami may have to make up for it by going to bed as early as 8 p.m.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Opens up slowly but doesn't pay much attention to what exactly he is saying. Everything that has happened to the present moment is already history so Usami treats it as such. What once pleased or upset him does not evoke any strong emotions now and he easily reveals his past to the loved one. Usami, of course, avoids mentioning the murder of his friend but with a partner who very clearly shows their loyalty, he will not hesitate to describe how much it turned him inside out and changed him, opening doors to the darkest corners of his soul. In return, Usami asks his loved one tons of questions from favorite color to a relationship with their mother, feeling free to ask the most intrusive ones.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

He is in the state of the boiling kettle 24/7, ready to whistle for any given reason. Not that he is that angry, but definitely in an unstable state of mind. When he gets pissed off, Usami doesn't change in the face, except that his smile can get even wider baring sharp small teeth. In most cases, other people have to restrain his anger so the military does a good job at keeping Superior Private in check with an iron fist out of battles and letting him go wild when the situation requires it.

In the relationship, Usami teeters on the brink just like the outside of it but his reactions to upsetting situations are milder and are easily resolved by sublimating desire to destroy into intense workout, make out, etc. He is easy to blow out but he tries really hard to do not harm his loved one.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

There is a whole room in his mind palace to store volumes of information about the loved one. Usami thrives on discovering different aspects of his partner’s personality in deep conversations and in characteristic behavior that he enjoys so much to observe. Therefore, nothing goes unnoticed.

Perfectly navigates the tone of their voice: Usami knows exactly how their sadness sounds when they try to veil it with cheerful words and when to step back when they rise their voice in a fit of anger. Awfully useful with a person who has a hard time communicating and/or expects others to understand them just like that.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

He doesn’t have a favorite one. All meaningful moments like the first meeting, first kiss, other first times occupy equally important places in his heart so if asked Usami will murmur how every second with them is unthinkably precious and he can’t pick just one!

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Ready to faithfully protect his partner in the most dangerous situations. It is obvious, isn’t it? Usami will cover them like a shield on the battlefield, but most of the time he prefers to eliminate the source of danger: thanks to a state of perpetual alert and intense adrenaline rush, he can ignore multiple injuries for hours while shooting off foes. Usami lacks the voice of reason so he tends to overreact when it is completely out of place.

Oh, Usami doesn’t let anybody touch his loved one. As soon as he sees a hand reaching to them, he reflexively grabs it if not twists it with excessive force. Strangers understand they should not mess with Usami from his piercing look but there is always a fool who tempts fate in vain.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Not that much. He doesn't bother planning dates and gifts but sometimes there are moments of enlightenment that make Usami sit down and think about how to impress his loved one in a good way. Most of the time he prefers spontaneity to foresight since in his mind whatever is fun to him will work for them too.

Anniversaries are the dates when Usami is all sweetness and light: he runs around his loved one ready to bend over backward for their enjoyment. Seriously, he is ready to be used as a footrest for the whole day if it’s what they want.

Slacks on everyday tasks though, he is great at avoiding daily chores under the stupidest pretext.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

I won't even start talking about how unhinged he is, you should have had figured it out by now. I just have to mention again that this is an integral personality trait and Usami cannot physically change it. Take it or leave it. He is not forcing anybody to participate in his violent misadventures but he won’t tolerate attempts to stop them.

Control freak, Usami thinks he owns a person when in the relationship. He quite seriously believes that he is in control of their life and can decide whether they can or cannot do particular things. Of course, if they do not act in accordance with Usami’s wishes, they will be punished to prevent further misbehavior.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Usami’s skin is naturally silky and he likes to keep it this way despite the harsh weather conditions. Nobody knows if he is using any creams or other cosmetics but the fact remains: his face is almost baby-like soft. Also, running men tattoos fade quickly due to their location so Usami has to renew them quite often. He does it with enviable regularity and forbids everyone (except his partner and First Lieutenant) to touch his cheeks. His clothes are in fair condition as well as his shoes. Usami wears his clothes neatly, and never wears them off to the holes and patches.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

All attempts to break up with Usami end with his theatrical chuckle and short “good joke, darling”: they are not going anywhere until he allows them to do so. The more times his partner brings this dumb question up, the angrier he gets, barely hiding it behind biting his lips. By the time his patience bursts, Usami has already come up with a plan to keep them by his side, voluntarily or compulsorily. If they decide to leave him because they didn’t get enough attention and affection, Usami will try to fulfill their every whim. If they express their concerns regarding his behavior, Usami will learn how to hide unsightly features better. All in all, he is not going to let them go just because they want to. It seems that the risk of ending on the side of the road gives him even more fervor to fight for their love.

The only thing that remains for his loved one is to leave Usami with no farewell letter left behind. Otherwise, they risk gaining a stalker with military experience under his belt. Not the best combination if you ask me.

If they were killed, Usami one hundred percent will find their murderer and tear them apart. Literally. He snaps, he is not going to hold back any longer.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Must be an obvious one but Usami is a kinky bastard. He tries such things to which no adequate person would agree or if they did it is unlikely that they would tell anyone about it. This applies not only to sexual behavior, he is eccentric in general, he is not held back by social rules and limits of decency. Usami would set few things on fire just to see how long it takes each to burn to the crisps. Sucks fingers and toes. I don’t know, he does everything you are kind of uncomfortable to do. Might fuck around and start another war idk.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Can’t handle boring people. Looking at what he considers “boring” people tells that it includes people with no character, withdrawn from society and recent events, silly and predictable ones. First, most likely they would not interact with Usami considering how unhinged he is. He is more trouble than he is worth, you know. And secondly, Usami doesn’t notice them in the crowd. If his loved one happens to be too boring, he will leave them, sooner or later.

Anyone standing between him and First Lieutenant can forget about any relationship with Usami. It is impossible. The gears in his head are spinning like crazy to come up with a perfect plan and get away with their murder. No hard feelings, but Usami’s obsession with Tsurumi isn’t going anywhere, and the only scenario he can agree with is dating someone who if doesn’t support it then at least doesn’t try to ward him off of it.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

His sleep schedule is an absolute mess with no hint of changing in the future. First of all, Usami sleeps 4-6 hours per day, can’t sleep during the day so he doesn’t take naps and doesn’t nodes off. At the same time, these short hours of sleep do not stick to night time only: sometimes Usami decides to go to bed at 3 a.m. still full of energy, other days he crawls under the blanket at 6 p.m. exhausted to the point of collapsing. He never complains about sleep, sees almost acid-trippy dreams a few times a month, and not even once had to take a pill to fall asleep.

Sleeps like a dead man with limbs entwined around his loved one. His lips break into a sweet smile as Usami throws a leg over their body and presses himself closer. He looks so peaceful you’d never think this man can bite your hand and throw you out of the window uwu.

#golden kamuy #golden kamuy headcanon #golden kamuy imagine #Usami Tokishige #tosikowrites

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teamsarawatshusband · 4 years ago

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Word Of Honor - 1st watch insta thoughts - Episode 3

Episode 1

Episode 2

This one took longer, because there was so much talking. Sorry.

Episode 3:

Ok, in the dusty place, people are finally eating. Except for Zhou Xu lord guy who prefers alcohol.

Smirky Ke Xing guy is such a brat. Why is he such a tease???

Oooh, now he's trying to cop a feel, and Zhou Xu lord guy isn't having it. The official explanation is that he wants to see if lord guy is disguised, but neither me nor purple girl are buying it. I saw that smile.

Oh, the guys are flirting. So obvious. Tsk. Very clearly Smirky Ke Xing is enjoying it. While Zhou Xu Lord is annoyed, but he can't help participate. LOL

Ah, yes, why did the red ghost guys attack the kid's family? Good question to ask. We know they were looking for the glazed armor stuff, but the gang doesn't know that yet. Or does Smirky Ke Xing know more than he lets on?

Oh, the ghosts don't stand for a group of ghosts but for a demon? Rong. I had no idea demons had last names. Huh. Wait, what? the glazed armor is not actually armor? It's martial arts techniques?

Zhou Xu lord says it's stupid to believe it, but I don't trust him. He's not honest to Smirky Ke Xing, so he might know more than he lets on. Hmm, he blames greed. And Smirky Ke Xing does his fake laugh. Why is there so much beating around the bush?

Oh, they're cleaning up the potato smiley mess at the burnt down kid's home.

And some guy walks on water. 5 Lakes leader. Ah. Okay. He looks pissed.

Ah he's the boss of the pleated skirt soldier guys. Why is he late to the party while everybody else is already there?

Oh. the kid's dad and his brothers are really dead. At least if we trust pleated skirt soldier guy. Who doesn't wanna show the bodies, because they look bad. Soldier boss guy is even more pissy now. He's so vengeful. What's wrong with him?

Oh, old people. They have cool pastel clothes. And walking sticks. I like them. Although they look super pissed as well. And the woman clearly has some beef with the soldier boss guy. I like how the subtitles call them grandma something and grandpa something.

Grandma is calling out soldier boss guy's fake outrage. I like her. She doesn't take shit from anybody.

Whoa, did soldier boss guy just threaten the grandparents? WTF? Where is your respect, dude???

Ah, somebody intervenes. Thankfully. He's a... beggar? With a beggar gang? Ok, cool. And everybody seems to respect him. Alright, I'll go with that. Cause he seems nice.

Back in the dusty place, smirky Ke Xing is still staring at meditating Zhou Xu Lord. He's so into him, lol.

Zhou Xu lord guy wants to leave. Smirky Ke Xing says that fate will reunite them. I bet fate is his middle name. He invites Zhou Xu lord to his boat once again. Boat is probably a euphemism for lap or something.

Zhou Xu lord guy isn't into giving lap dances, it seems.

And purple girl doesn't understand why Smirky Ke Xing is so into him. So he gushes about how hot lord guy looks, lol. He's got a thing for shoulder blades. And points out that he is very aware of Zhou Xu lord guy being a MAN. Like we hadn't noticed.

And now he's admiringly smirking about how flexible lord guy's sword is. Riiiiiiight. Ke xing is officially the No1 smirklord shipper.

Back at the kid's place... there's lethal spider web strings that can cut through anything. Hmm. So, now they know it's the red ghost people guys.

What does grandma mean with "These things caused the two of us to become the way we are today"??? What are they now? And what did they use to be like before?

Soldier boss guy declares that he's going to end the ghost guys and sounds super conceited, tbh. Ah, grandma calls him out on it again. I like her.

Grandpa mentions that the ghost guys knock on the door of people who have done evil. So... does that mean that the kid's family has done evil? And soldier boss guy should be afraid, so has he done evil too? I'm so confused.

There seems to be a LOT of talking in this episode. I'm only 20 minutes in and already overwhelmed.

Okay, beggar guy wants to help soldier boss guy to find the kid.

LOL, how did smirky Ke Xing get ahead of Zhou Xu lord guy and the kid?

TWICE. lol. He is so desperate to get the smirklord ship to sail.

Ok, so beggar guy is talking to the grandparents and they are dropping so many names, I have no idea what's going on. What I gather so far is that the grandparents really have beef with 5 lakes, a.k.a. soldier boss guy's people. Because they somehow benefited from other people dying in the past. Not sure how. And then there were different sects and their disciples. No idea what they were called. But beggar guy and the grandparents are going to find some guy who might have another piece of glazed armor (another martial arts technique then?) before the ghost guys can get to it.

K, now Zhou Xu lord guy and the kid have reached some city and wanna stay at some inn, but some rich guy has rented the entire place. Must be Smirky Ke Xing. I mean, who else would?

LOL, of course it is. And ZhouXu lord guy is sooooo annoyed. But he can't hide a smile when smirky Ke Xing lets it slip that he finds him beautiful, lol. Is smirky Ke Xing wearing him down?

And now Ke Xing gets the door shut in his face. That must be annoying, lol. But he deserved that tbh. Dude, how desperate are you to stay in the same room with your crush??? Get a grip and stop being so obvious. This is so embarrassing...

I really like how respectful Zhou Xu is around the kid. Allowing him to use the bed, allowing him to get dressed without being watched. Allowing him to take care of his wound without showing it to anybody. Very much not predatory. He's a good boy. (despite his death count)

Eww, the kid's wound is bleeding a lot. That does not look good.

K, where exactly did Zhou Xu lord guy get changed? In the hallway? On the stairs?

He wonders why smirky Ke Xing keeps following him. Is it not obvious? He's got the hots for you, man.

Okay, now they're having a discussion about showing their true faces. So... Smirky Ke Xing is assumed to be hiding some truth as well. I wonder what it is. He says his true face my not be appealing but terrifying.

Now they're dancing with their tea cups. Wth kinda porn is this???

Wow, smirky Ke Xing is sooooo cheesy in his flirting. Once again using purple girl to give compliments to his crush.

K, the beggar gang is out there to find the kid. i see.

And the kid has finally got some sleep and cleaned up nicely. Zhou Xu guy on the other hand, apparently NEVER sleeps, just meditates while being stared at by smirky Ke Xing.

K, once again Smirky Ke Xing told purple girl to behave and compared her to other girls. Which... I get it, but... last time he told her she wouldn't get married, which is bullshit. I'd marry her in a heartbeat. I should start calling her something other than purple girl, because we're gonna be spouses. :D

The beggars are spotting the kid, ooooh.

And, once again he's not eating. I mean, i get it, his entire family got murdered. I wouldn't be hungry either. But my love gives him an earful, she's really good at guilt tripping people it seems. And she made the kid cry. Aww...

Okay, now we're at the 5 Lakes palace. Where lots of people are meeting up. And some leader guy is calling for bloodshed. In revenge for the kid's family. They wanna attack the red ghosts guys together. Hmm.

And now there's some older guy standing on a tree. Who is he? I missed the name. But he has nice undies.

He's meeting with another guy who calls him master and they're talking about yet another guy who has a fever. I am so completely lost as to what's going on.

So tree guy is some master of sorts and the other guy is his disciple, and there are more disciples who are dressed the same. And two mini wannabe Lan Wangjis in blue travel robes and headbands.

Aww, they're an endangered species. The last two of their sect. :(

Okay, wait, what? The master guy is saying that Shen... (I think that was that the pleated skirt soldier boss guy's name?) is trying to steal the glazed armor. So, 5 lakes are trying to steal the glazed armor? I thought the red masked ghost guys are? This is so confusing.

Oh, Zhou Xu lord guy is back to doing his smelly veiny meditation thing. It looks like worms crawling under his skin. So disgusting.

Oh no. the red masked guys are back. And after the kid, who's having nightmares.

Wait, who knocked out the masked guys?

Ah, smirky Ke Xing. Presenting them to Zhou Xu lord guy. He's like a cat showing off the dead mice of his hunt to his owner. Cute.

And he brought alcohol. In return for first name basis, lol.

Zhou Xu is declining the offer and pushing Ke Xing's arm away. Maybe Smirky Ke Xing was just after the touch, though, and Zhou Xu fell for it. Ke Xing's voice sure sounds seductive when he talks about what lies underneath the skin, lol. Okay, that's it, if Zhou Xu goes for it, I'll give him a new name.

DUDE! He full on snuck in a sneaky caress there!!! AND HE TOOK THE BOOZE.

First name basis it is. His name shall be Baby Xu from here on out. I don't make the rules.

And what's this talk of "rip it off and take a look"??? Woooooooo. Baby Xu is flirting too after all. Ha!

End of episode. Ok, I'm not gonna lie, this was a tough one. Everything except for the last couple minutes was just A LOT of talking, and super hard to keep up with. If I hadn't written down my thoughts while watching, I might not even have caught any of it.

What did I learn (or maybe misunderstand): Both the red ghosts and the 5 Lakes alliance are after the glazed armor. I think that might mean that 5 lakes were only friendly with the kid's family, because they had one armor piece and were thus powerful and a useful ally. I trust beggar guy and the grandparents more than the 5 Lakes guys. Also the tree master guy cause he was nice to the mini Wangjis. I still don't know how Smirky Xing and Baby Xu fit into any of it. Other than they enjoy flirting a lot. Oh, and I learned that the beggars are aware of the Kid’s whereabouts at the moment.

Goals for future episodes: Find out if my assumption about 5 Lakes is correct. Find out more about the red ghosts. Find out where Smirky Xing comes from and how he's connected to Baby Xu.

#word of honor #1st watch insta thoughts #word of honor ep 03 #smirklord

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dumbchickwrites · 4 years ago

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office affairs -- part 4

Pairings: CEO!Sam Wilson x Reader

Summary: Sam is the CEO of the Red Wing PR agency where Reader has been working for the past two years. Problem is, they both think one hates the other. However, when their friends set them up on a blind date, they’ll realise it was all a big misunderstanding.

Words: 2.1k

Warnings: language, Reader is still thirsty, fluff, Mimi wants to gossip.

A/N: This series is part of @marvelmaree‘s birthday challenge. You can find the masterlist on my blog and hers! Enjoy!

Brunch with your friends and your sister is always a good time. You can’t complain. You have drinks, food and some of the people you love the most. And on this particular Sunday, you still feel the euphoria of your date with Sam.

All weekend you tried to let it go already, telling yourself that you were acting like a middle school girl. But at the same time, who cares, right? Once again, you reminded yourself to let yourself be for a moment, without your self-consciousness stopping you from simply feeling.

“Is she daydreaming again?”

“I bet she’s thinking about Sam.”

“Who’s Sam?”

“No one, baby. Eat your food.”

Someone snaps their fingers in front of your face. You blink a couple of times before frowning at the owner of said hand. Maria doesn’t flinch under your glare.

“Where did you go?” Noelle asked.

You take a sip of your mimosa before you answer.

“Back at L’Orage.”

“Annnnd…?” Natasha pushes.

“We—” you begin, but your gaze meets Michelle’s.

She’s looking at you like she also wants all the tea. Your eyes lower to her empty plate, hers follow your gaze. You know what she’s thinking, and she knows what you’re thinking.

“Mimi, you’re done eating right? Why don’t you go watch some TV inside?” you say before her little hand reaches the basket of pastries on the table.

“But—”

“Auntie Henny is right,” Noelle cuts her and you roll your eyes at the nickname. “We don’t want you to get sick, right?” she says, rubbing her belly.

“Okay, Mommy. Can I get more juice from the fridge, please?”

“Yes.”

“Thank you!”

Just like that, she’s back inside the house.

“I thought the use of that nickname was forbidden in this house,” you say.

“We’re in the backyard,” your sister gives you an innocent smile.

You throw your napkin at her but she easily catches it.

“Anyways. We kissed.”

“Huh,” Natasha crosses her arms over her chest and lays back on her chair. “But?”

“What?”

“There’s a but. There’s always a but with you,” Maria says.

“There’s no but. We kissed, that’s it. It was a very nice kiss. Then he took me home—Back here!” you add quickly when you see how big Maria and Natasha’s eyes got. “He said he’s down for a second date.”

“So how do you feel about him?” Maria asks.

“Do you want me to tell you you were right? Because that’s not gonna happen.”

Maria gives you a look. You sigh.

“It turns out he doesn’t hate me at all. He was actually kind of shocked when I talked to him about that. He thought I didn’t like him,” you take another sip of your drink. “I like him a lot. He’s nice, funny, he listens to me when I talk.”

“Annnnnd…?” this time it comes from Noelle.

“And I kinda want him to bend me over a desk some time.”

The four of you burst out laughing like madwomen.

“More seriously, I guess I should thank you guys. I had a really nice time.”

“Aw, you’re welcome, sweetie,” Natasha rubs your arm. “Personally, I think you guys are a match made in heaven. Literally.”

“Don’t jinx it, Nat!” Maria exclaims.

Natasha makes a zipping motion over her lips with a little smirk.

As Noelle refills your champagne flutes and you move on to another topic – here Noelle and Laetitia, the mother of the new kid in Mimi’s class --, you can’t help but feel grateful for this moment.

You were lucky to find people you can rely on other than your sister after so many years. After everything that happened. Sure your sister is your best friend and vice versa, but sometimes you can’t help but feel guilty about all the stuff you dump on her.

It’s not easy for you to interact with people and maintain healthy relationship. You try your best to find a nice balance between over communicating and totally isolating yourself. You’re still a work in progress though.

That’s why all this dating business was pushed aside for a few years.

Maria and Natasha end up spending the rest of the day at your house. You order takeout, drink some more – responsibly though, all while binge-watching Disney movies and playing board games with Michelle. It’s the nicest day you’ve had in a hot minute.

When the girls leave and it’s finally time for bed, you go to sleep with the ghost of today’s smiles still dancing on your lips.

In your opinion, Mondays are overrated. You never understood this whole thing anyway. Sure it’s the beginning of a new week, but it’s still a day like the others.

This particular Monday though, is a bit special. You’re excited to see whether or not Sam had the flowers delivered in your office. So excited that you’re walking around with a huge grin, your face beaming as you step into the elevator.

“Well good morning m’lady,” Scott from HR greets you when you step off the elevator. He’s at the front desk, talking to Rumlow.

“Morning Scott,” you say, still smiling.

“You got a secret admirer, huh?” Scott asks.

“Excuse me?”

“Your office is filled with flowers. And I mean filled. Janet walked by ten minutes ago and she hasn’t stopped sneezing since. Y’know, allergies.”

“Oh, um… I—” you stutter, not really knowing what to say.

“I’m just messing with you, kiddo. Just—If it’s a dude from around here, just make sure you stop by my office some time, ‘kay?”

Okay… You need to end this conversation now. You can feel your cheeks heat up with embarrassment. Honestly, it’s not that you don’t like Scott, everybody likes Scott. It’s just that he can be a bit too much sometimes.

“Sure thing, Scottie. You have a good day, okay?”

You don’t wait for his answer before you keep walking towards your office, climbing the stairs leading to the first floor with ease.

A woman you don’t recognize is standing in front of your office, staring at the glass wall. The cleaning crew must have left the blinds open again despite your multiple notes.

“Hello,” you greet her before you reach your office. “Can I help you?”

You can’t see the inside yet but Scott was right, the scent is strong. Just how many flowers did Sam send?

Her gaze meets yours as she whips her head towards you, her long burgundy hair following the movement. She’s wearing a green suit, a bold but beautiful contrast with her skin tone.

“Hi!” she smiles. “I’m sorry, is this your office?”

“Yes. You’re new here, right?”

“Yes, yes. My name is Gamora, I’m the new Digital Manager,” she offers her hand for you to shake.

You introduce yourself as you shake her hand. “… I take care of—”

“Events, yes. It’s written on your door. Anyways, I was just looking at the flowers in your office. Must be nice. My boyfriend… He’s not really that kind of guy.”

“Um…”

Once again, you don’t know how to talk to people.

“Sorry if I’m being weird.”

“Oh, no, it’s… Don’t worry about it. So where are you from?” you ask.

You figure you should at least try to make small talk with her. She seems nice, she has a very kind face. There’s something about her eyes though… She’s clearly been through a lot.

“I’m from New Asgard, in Norway.”

“Wow, how did you end up here?”

“My boyfriend, Peter. He lives in the US and he asked me to move in with him. I couldn’t say no.”

The name makes you flinch, but you wipe the discomfort away as soon as it appears. Peter is a common name. In this city alone there are hundreds of them. You need to get used to it, it’s been years already.

“Well, on behalf of the entire Red Wing team, I’d like to say welcome,” you give her a genuine smile.

“Thank you so much. That means a lot.” With a sigh, she throws one last glance towards your office before she starts walking away. “I better find Scott, we’re not done with the tour yet. I’ll see you around, I guess?”

“Sure. Have a good day!”

Once she turns around the corner, you take the last few steps that lead you to your office.

“Oh my God,” you whisper.

Your office is filled with flowers all right. It’s not just fifty like Sam said. At least a dozen of bouquets of red roses, tulips and peonies are scattered around your office. On your coffee table, the empty spaces on your bookshelf, the floor… everywhere but on your desk. Thank God, the scent isn’t disturbing to you.

“Oh my God,” you whisper again.

You can’t believe your eyes. You set your bag on your desk and draw the blinds over the glass walls to keep the prying eyes out of your business. Walking around a bit, you take the time to inhale and admire every single bouquet.

“Wow, he really wasn’t joking.”

You turn around to find Natasha and Maria standing in your doorway, holding huge mugs.

That’s right the morning coffee. Morning coffee is always in your office on Monday and Wednesday.

“Aw sweetie, don’t cry!” Natasha grabs a tissues from the box on your coffee table and hands it to you.

You didn’t even realize you were crying. Damn, he really had you in the palm of his hand, huh?

“It’s just, no one has ever done something like this for me before, and I feel stupid now because I’m crying for fucking flowers.”

“Hey, it’s not stupid, okay?” Maria chips in. “From what you told us, you’re not used to this kind of treatment, so it’s perfectly normal to feel overwhelmed right now. Here,” she hands you one of the mugs she’s holding. “Mantis told us you just got in so we figured you didn’t have time to make your cup of tea yet.”

“Thank you.”

You take a sip of the beverage, the hot liquid helping with the lump in your throat.

“Is… Is he here?” you ask.

Their offices are located on the floor above yours along with Sam’s, so you rarely see him during the day.

“Not yet,” Natasha replies. “He’s late. Something about getting Falcon a new cone.”

Oh yeah. He mentioned his dog’s surgery Friday night.

“Good morning, ladies. You talking about me?”

There he is.

Sam is standing in the doorway, a smirk on his lips, always handsome. A warm feeling spreads in your chest at the sight of him, and this morning’s grin is back in an instant.

“Samuel,” Maria greets him. “You’re late.”

“Ah shit. The boss wouldn’t like that, would he?”

“Whatever,” Maria rolls her eyes at him.

“Maria, come to the kitchen with me, I want to see if the pastries have been delivered already,” Natasha says, grabbing Maria’s arm.

“But shouldn’t we go with—” her sentence is cut short by Natasha’s pointed look. “Ohhh. Right.”

The girls shut the door behind them as they exit your office, you and Sam left alone.

“Morning,” he says, slowly approaching you. “Do you like the flowers?”

“I do, very much. What happened to the fifty flowers, though?”

Sam shrugs. “They were supposed to represent the number of times I wanted to kiss you. But as the weekend went by, I lost count, so…”

Goddammit.

“Come here,” you mumble.

You grab his hand and pull him closer to you, your free hand finding its place at the back of his neck. The kiss you give him is slow and sweet as you do your best to express your gratitude. You’ve been on one date, yet he has managed to make you feel more special than you’ve ever felt. He really is something. Sam kisses you back, and you can feel him smile as he does.

“Thank you,” you say when you break the kiss. “This is… wow.”

Sam keeps your body close to his, not wanting to let you go just yet.

“You’re welcome. So… about that second date. How do you feel about roller skating?”

Your eyebrows shoot up in surprise.

“I kind of like it. I haven’t skated since I was a kid, though.”

Sam nods. “Dinner and roller skating. Let’s say… Wednesday?”

“Wednesday sounds good,” you smile.

“Okay.”

Sam peppers small kisses on your lips and the corner of your mouth before letting you go. You instantly feel colder.

As he walks to the door, you seat at your desk and power up your computer, ready to start the work day.

“Wait, I need one more,” Sam says.

He rounds your desk and spins your chair so you’ll face him, before giving you another kiss. Once again, he peppers small kisses on your lips and cheeks and this time, you can’t help but giggle.

“It’s not even noon yet and I’m having the best day I’ve had in a while,” he whispers.

“Stop it. You’re gonna make me blush,” you joke.

“Now that would be my greatest achievement.”

Sam leaves shortly after that, leaving you to start working with the same dumb smile from earlier on your lips.

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Tags: @marvelmaree @ljstraightnochaser @blackmissfrizzle @youdonotghostnickfury @minillamakeup-blog

#maree's29thbirthdaybash #sam wilson fanfiction #sam wilson imagine #sam wilson x reader #sam wilson x black reader

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all-of-the-above · 4 years ago

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Do you ever feel all of the above? All emotions possible?

So, you’re probably reading this post or have clicked on this page wondering what on earth it actually is, weird name I know. I even thought to myself is anyone even going to bother to take a look…maybe this wasn’t the right choice…but hey here we are and thank you for giving me a chance. Now I’ll get into explaining this.

Have you been in a situation, let’s say you failed a test, you could be feeling…

a) Upset

b) Stressed

c) Angry

d) Unbothered

e) All of the above?

You see in many situations, many of us will feel a combination of emotions, we will feel All of the above. If that’s you, you’re not alone, so many of us do it, so many of us are overwhelmed, but commonly think we’re the only ones, you have no one who understands or to take advice from. I can’t tell you how to deal with your emotions, I don’t have the qualifications for that, but maybe I can be a friend who is able to share her own experiences, mistakes I’ve potentially made, and improvements too. I’m here to give an insight into mental health, into struggles, to loss, to new starts, to love and to looking after you. You might be thinking oh wow, bit full of herself isn’t she, thinking she knows everything and has great advice. No, no I don’t, I definitely don’t. But what I do know is I’ve probably got experiences that not everyone has gone through, and knowledge that maybe I can send off to help anyone who is trying to deal with the same or is just interested. Trust me you don’t have to have been through what I have to read this. I just want to show you, well, essentially my life.

Here’s my point, have you experienced…

a) The loss of a parent/close family member?

b) Living through a global pandemic?

c) Missing out on the end of your school life one random Thursday afternoon in March?

d) Having an 18th birthday in a national lockdown?

e) Breaking up with your first proper boyfriend?

f) Suffering with mental health problems?

g) Started Uni in a pandemic?

h) Finding new love?

i) All of the above? Within about a year?!

Yeah so, my life this past year or so, is all of the above. I know many other people would’ve too experienced items on that list…just not perhaps in such close proximity (minus those in relation to the one and only covid). You’re probably thinking that’s a lot, what’s she even going to be telling us? Just sounds like a glorified diary. Well yeah, if you like it kinda will be, but it’ll also be me, trying to share my experiences to possibly lend at least one person out there a helping hand in feeling less alone. A big thing for me is mental health, and how that intertwines in all of it, and maybe I’ve learnt some things which could help you in certain scenarios. Like I said, I’m no expert, you might think it’s all a load of waffle, and in all truth there’s no major plan here…just some shared thoughts and feelings, that with maybe your influence could help you. Experiences that have led to feelings of all of the above.

Now I’ve tried roughly explaining what’s going on here I better tell you a bit about me.

I’m eighteen years old, a student in her first year of university, studying English Literature. Look, I know what you’re thinking, oh wow an English student starting a blog, how original. Yeah, you make a good point, but give a girl a chance, I know I’m young too, but I can’t stress this enough when I say it’s been a demanding year and a half, a heck of a lot has gone on (I’m sure many of you are feeling the same). I didn’t know what would be best to start writing about, so I thought well why not all of it, because it’s all linked in so many ways. Yeah this may not be everybody’s cup of tea to hear my life story and potential rubbish advice, but someone may not think its rubbish, someone might feel less alone, someone might laugh or cry, someone may enjoy it, and I’m here for that someone. We all gotta try, haven’t we? Being a student means things can’t always be completely consistent, I’m studying too! But I’ll be here, sharing my stuff, as often as I can, and hopefully with peoples input I can tailor posts or topics to you.

Right now, you’re reading this and may be feeling…

a) Confused

b) Intrigued

c) Empathetic

d) Excited

e) Slightly worried

f) Or all of the above

This was me writing this, starting this, I felt all of the above, as many emotions as you could imagine, I felt. But if you want to hear about some tough, horrible, sad, happy, exciting experiences and any advice I can give along the way, then stay here. If you want to hear about mental health, to feel a bit better, or just not so alone, then stick with me. I’m going to write about what I know, I’m going to your need help, but hopefully I’ll find an audience somewhere.

Now, I’m going to tell you about All of the above.

#first blog #first post #writers #blogger #help blog #student #advice #all the feels #all of the above #positive thoughts #self love #mental health #self care #self improvement #spread love #positivevibes #be kind

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photolover82 · 4 years ago

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The Masked Singer Season 4 Episode 1: Group A Baby, Premiere Time! Guesses & Commentary

Hello my fellow Masked Singer peeps!! It’s that time, I’ve been waiting for this for so long and I can’t wait for this season, it’s looking super promising I’m so excited! So I am going to try to do these every Friday (since I watch The Masked Singer on Hulu the day after it comes out, which is Thursdays)... so stay tuned. This season, there have been 2 huge changes, the lack of audience (they were digitally edited in which I am not a big fan of) and the Golden Ear Trophy (where the judges put their first impression guesses and the judge(s) who got them correct get a point so we’re going to be talking about that too... I’m gonna call the segment Golden Ear Time every time someone gets eliminated)... alright so here we have Group A:

First and foremost we have the first eliminated contestant of the season who was:

*DRUMROLL PLEASE*

The Dragon

Ok, so I kinda saw this coming (both who it was & that he was going to get eliminated), I’m kind of bummed out about it being so soon but everybody was so great that it was super hard to say that I wanted one to be gone.

Ok let’s first talk about his performance like always (if you haven’t seen my recaps before, 1st welcome! I’m Ana, nice to meet you... 2nd my format starts with the eliminated contestant and first I commentate on their performance, reveal them, and do clues how they match/the judges’ guesses now with the Golden Ear thing and then I do the same for the remaining contestants, the clues & commentary): I am not gonna lie, I enjoyed the dragon even though he was one of my least favorite performances (I am not the biggest rap fan, it’s not my least favorite genre by any means, but it’s just not my cup of tea even though this performance was fun af, like you could tell this was a real rapper... we’ll get to that later tho). He was awesome, it is a shame he went home so soon ngl.

Anyways, let’s look at who the Dragon was revealed to be, shall we? Ahh it’s good to be back typing that: 😄

*DRUMROLL PLEASE*

Busta Rhymes!!!!

So, I’m kind of shook and proud of myself because I legit heard a sneak peak of like 20 seconds of him rapping and I got it instantly even though I only know Busta Rhymes in passing by songs he’s featured in with other artists. Ok, let’s look at the clues, shall we?

Clues:

“Dressing up in outrageous costumes isn’t new to me”= known for crazy costumes

A lot of gold= gold records

Weights= has a love of weightlifting

Now it’s time for *fanfare* Golden Ear Trophy Time (and also a little bit of making fun of the judges... aka only Ken this time because this is kind of ridiculous)

Nichole & Robin each got 1 point with their guess of Busta Rhymes... yay!! They got it! 🥳

Ken: this wasn’t his 1st impression guess but his final guess legit makes me want to roast the crap out of him... Michael Phelps (like look at that performance and don’t tell me that you think that guess is actually a good one... like not even close 🤨)

Alright, now that that’s out of the way, let’s now talk about the remaining 4 contestants:

1. The Sun

Performance: She was amazing, like one of my favorites from this episode. Her rendition of Because I Love You by Lizzo was gorgeous, she has a beautiful voice and she’s such a star man, I really do believe that she will go very far.

As for my guess, I really do have believe it is singer songwriter...

LEANN RIMES

I think this because of the following clues:

Mickey Mouse shape= Disney= LeAnn Rimes sang multiple times for Disney, especially the song that appears during the fireworks show at Disneyland and had a Disney Channel special back in the day.

Fell into a deep depression= was sought into treatment in 2012 and is very open about her mental health going down after being a child star

Judges’ Guesses

Jenny: Demi Lovato (not a bad guess, a lot of people agreed with this... I just don’t feel like the tone matches up)

Ken: Madonna (say what now? That doesn’t even sound close to Madonna, but whatever Ken is Ken... what else is to expect?)

2. Popcorn

Performance: She was great, I can tell she is a legendary singer. I had high expectations because this is like my favorite costume of the whole season, and I was a little bit let down not gonna lie. She sang “What about us” by Pink and I didn’t really love the song choice if I’m honest. Hopefully, she’ll do better, since I really want her to advance really far.

As for my guess, I am not 100% sure, but my closest guess is legendary singer...

TINA TURNER

I think this because of the following clues:

Mickey Mouse shape= Disney= LeAnn Rimes sang multiple times for Disney, especially the song that appears during the fireworks show at Disneyland and had a Disney Channel special back in the day.

Built a career around love= idk about this

Proud Merry Go Round= ik too obvious but I really can’t think of anyone else especially due to the voice

Judges’ Guesses

Jenny: Tina Turner (my guess exactly... I am still not 100% sure)

Nicole: Mary J. Blige (that’s pretty good but I’m not sure)

Ken: Carole Baskin (wtf Ken? Please Masked Singer never have her on this show, I’ve had enough with her on DWTS)

3. Giraffe

Performance: He was great and it was fun to watch, but I feel like he could do better. If it's who I think it is, I know he could do better than that first performance of Let’s Get it Started by The Black Eyed Peas.

As for my guess, I have a feeling it could be Broadway legend, Hamilton superstar...

DAVEED DIGGS?

I honestly don’t know about it based on the clues:

He says music is in his blood

Was the butt of jokes but now he’s like super successful = this one sounds kind of probable but the clues are too general

Judges’ Guesses

Robin: Vanilla Ice (I also heard this a lot online... maybe but the clues make no sense with Vanilla Ice)

Jenny: Travis Barker (maybe... not a bad guess)

4. Snow Owls

Performance: Oh my god the first pair ever, how fun! I hope they keep doing this more in future seasons! They were literally my favorite of the night! Their rendition of “Say Something” was so stunning, I was shocked.

As for my guess, I really do have believe it is sibling duo...

JULIANNE & DEREK HOUGH

I think this because of the following clues:

Family reunion, haven’t done anything together in a while= they used to work together a lot and now they have been pretty separate with her doing her singing stuff and him on World of Dance and Dancing With The Stars (if he’s on this too, damn he’s on all the channels haha)

Christmas clues= they just did a Christmas show together in 2019 and came out with christmas music

He’s a prankster= Derek really is one, just look at his TikTok haha

Also they sang this exact song together in one of their tours back in 2017 and it sounds really similar, here’s the clip: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NhC9dkmliTM

Judges’ Guesses

Jenny & Nicole: Donny & Marie Osmond (I mean Donny was already the peacock on season 1, I doubt that he’ll be back)

Ken: Eugene Levy and Catherine O Hara (they’re not really related so idk how it makes sense but not a bad guess.. I genuinely think it has to be a brother and sister duo)

Anyways, that’s all for today woohoo! See you guys next week, omg it’s great to be back! I am so excited for what’s to come, time for a rollercoaster of a season. Bye everybody! 👋��

#busta rhymes #dragonmask #the masked singer #the masked singer season 4

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theartofbeinganeldar · 5 years ago

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The Art of Being an Eldar: Legolas x Reader Prologue

Summary: You're a fantasy-loving, LARPing human from this world, who's the black sheep of society because of your obsession for the unreal and alienation of what's real. When you're in the middle of a LARP battle with some pretty phony boars, you fall out of a tree and bust your head. You wake up, alone, and are suddenly attacked by some very pissed-off, very real wargs. Without any idea of how you got there, you got dropped into Middle-Earth, with only bits and pieces of memories of Tolkien's masterpiece, though your recollection of everything else is perfectly clear. And of all places in Middle-Earth, you got dropped into Mirkwood, with some suspicious, potentially hostile, Woodland Elves...

Chapter No.: Prologue

Key: [Y/N]=Your Name [F/N]= Friend's Name [B/N]= Bro's Name [S/N]= Sis's Name [M/N]= Mom's Name [e/c]= eye color [h/c]= hair color [s/c]= skin color

Notes: So, this is my first fanfiction on tumblr, and I'd thought I'd try it since I have very little time for DeviantArt's chaos. It's much different from my Legolas x Reader on there. I added a small loving family to make the emotions relatable-- even if you don't have siblings, or have more than what I added, it's just fanfiction! Also, I tried to make my pronouns for said reader gender-nuetral so that everybody can enjoy it! The reason your character is so wild is for the sake of not fitting in to this world, yet you're used to it, so that later points in the plot can become more... Well, you'll see. And yes, I made Elves pansexual because I don't think they'd care much about gender or age at that point. LARPing plays a big role in the prologue, because your character is really into it for personal reasons. If this isn't your cup of tea, don't drink it. I hope you like it! Feedback, likes, and reblogs are greatly appreciated!

Warnings: Fluff, angst, graphic depictions of gore and violence (Cuz of orc battles y'know?), more angst, slow burn, some light depression in the first few chapters, some amnesia about Middle-Earth because the Valar say you're not supposed to have foresight, hard-core language, feels, lots and lots of feels, mentions of NSFW content, maybe some eventual NSFW content, LGTBQ+ characters, Thranduil being a jackass at first because he's fabulous, Legolas being a hot edgy prince that nobody can handle, Kili being an innocent bean, Hobbits being smol innocent beans, except for Bilbo 'cause he's been through some tough shit, Bard being dad of the year, Thorin being one dumbass boi, awesome dragons, awesome Nazgul, awesome scenery, awesome stuff in general, Elrond isn't listened to by anybody, confused Aragorn is confused, Denethor's a bitch as always, brace yourself for creepy as fuck Cream of Wormtongue Grima Wormtongue, Boromir lives, Gandalf. (yes these are all legit warnings don't judge me.)

Pairings/Ships: Legolas x Reader, Legolas x you, Aragorn x Arwen, Faramir x Eowyn, Thranduil x Elvenqueen, Galadriel x Celery Celeborn, Boromir x OC, Thorin x OC, Fili x OC, etc. general LoTR standard shippings plus some of my own cuz I can't stand my boys being lonely

Word Count: I try to keep my chapters short, under 2000 words.

Rating: Teen (14+) for now

You'd never been considered normal by anyone. You enjoyed LARP instead of reality. Your "job" was just staying at home and captioning videos all day every day you weren't LARPing instead of interacting with society at a normal job. Your home? A tiny studio apartment that only cost $450 a month without bills, and you did without cell phone, car, and electric for the sake of being your weird self. You hadn't been to college yet, despite the fact that everyone told you to go once your gap year was over, and it almost was. What would you even study? Acting was all that got you close to who you were, so, ok, guess that's fine, but nobody else thought of that as a career. Maybe you could write fiction-- you were good at that much.

You weren't always like this. There was a time when you were just a normal kid, living a normal life. But somewhere around ten, you started to change, and by sixteen you'd become who you were today. If the Old You could see the New You, you weren't sure if they'd think you were weird too, or if they'd stare up at you in awe.

Hopefully it was the latter, which made you feel good.

I mean, come on, were you born in the wrong timeframe or what?! That's what you thought, anyway. There's no way that this world was for you. The fact that nearly all people were heartless jackasses that enjoyed destroying the planet, the fact that everybody had to be the same or were considered freaks, prejudice and injustice were key factors of life and the rich got handed everything on a silver platter while the poor had to scavenge... Just, everything of this reality made you hate it. If only you'd been born five hundred years earlier, or, y'know, in Game of Thrones or Lord of the Rings...

You'd really liked to have been born in Middle-Earth. You had so many books about it, you knew practically everything there was to know, even the confusing shit about Faramir being in the Fall of Gondolin. You'd practically memorized Elvish, and dwarvish, and you knew the whole six movies by heart, every line. And of course, like most Lord of the Rings fans, you had a massive crush on a certain Elvish princeling who was too pretty for his own good. In fact, Legolas was who inspired you to learn archery; maybe one day you'd be as good as he was.

Despite your wishes, you were stuck in reality, however much you hated it

. Even amongst your LARP groups, you were considered outlandish.

Everybody else had normal lives outside of their games, whereas you pretended this was your life. You didn't have any job aside from the small caption jobs you did when you weren't LARPing, no social life, nothing. The only people you had was your mother, brother, sister, and your only friend, [F/N]. They accepted you and your strange fantasies, even if they thought you'd one day regret acting in a way when you could've been beginning a normal life and being productive.

So excuse you if you decided to invite them to a LARP event and let them borrow some of your costumes. It wasn't the end of the world. But your LARP group apparently didn't get that memo.

"You invited your mom?!" A royal asshole sneered, yet you took satisfaction in the fact that his knight costume looked like it was made of cardboard painted silver, whereas your sci-fi Elf getup was actual leather and cloth. His name was Jacob Brent; you'd never really liked him. He'd always had it out for you because your costumes were so much more fabulous than his. Plus you may or may not have actually known swordplay and archery and dagger throwing and martial arts... Kinda. You were still in the process of learning kickboxing.

You cocked a sky blue-- yes, sky blue-- eyebrow to your equally bright blue hairline, spiked up in a short faux hawk. This was your first sci-fi Elf, and you'd wanted to go all out. A cocky grin split its way across your face. "Yeah, so? It doesn't effect you on any level, Tin Can."

He sniggered with his cronies. "I can't believe you don't have anyone else to come with you." He mimicked rubbing his eyes like he was four. "'Oh Mommy, I need somebody to come with me!'" His whole group burst into laughter.

You surprised them by joining in, actually appluading. "Oh, wow! Wonderful, just wonderful! Hey, should I tell Mindy that I seen you feeling up Roxie behind your fort last week?" He paled, and almost everybody in his group of crappy cosplay got 'o' faces. You put your hands on your hips. "Guess what, asshole, just 'cause I'm close with my family and you're not with yours doesn't make it a crime to hang out with them. It's my life, my decision, and I enjoy spending time with them." You hefted up a disappointingly fake spear, turning to walk away. "Oh, and by the way, your paint's chippin' off."

Reason for Hating Reality Number 6, 965: Immaturity levels are almost incomprehensibly high.

Your mom glared daggers at Jacob's Immaturity Harem. She'd always been a tough gal, always sticking up for you when you got bullied when you were younger, but now that you were an adult, she had to let you kick ass yourself; you were pretty good at it. "I don't like him." She stated casually, and you chuckled.

"'Course you don't. He looks like a cheesy robot costume you'd get from Wal-Mart with a too-big crotch protector that's not impressing anyone but himself, and he has the face of a roasting pig. Too tanned, too grubby, and always with something in his mouth."

She smiled slightly. "Has he always been giving you trouble?"

You swung your gear pack off of your shoulder, letting it yank itself down to earth. "Since the day he tried kissing my ass 'cause he didn't know me." [F/N] must've overheard that last sentence, because he burst into laughter when he approached with your brother, [B/N], and your sister, [S/N]. "You talking about Jacob?"

"Sure as hell."

You'd first met [F/N] a year ago, when you'd joined extra-curricular activites for your last year of high school. He thought your personality was incredibly brave, especially in this modern world, but even still... He was just a friend, not a best friend. You'd never had that luxury outside of your tiny family. You just didn't trust him after the life you'd had.

Unfortunately, it seems they didn't like the getups. "Do I have to wear this?" [B/N] asked dramatically, slumping over. He didn't look right in the pauldrons and leather breastplate.

"It's too heavy!" [S/N] complained.

You sighed theatrically. "My piteous children, deal with thy armor, for it must be worn despite thou complaints."

[B/N] pressed his palms together and bowed down. "Screweth thou, false companion."

You mimicked his bow. "Off to hell with thee."

"Hey! You guys! It's starting!" [F/N] cried, and ran off, his pack of weapons and magic bags trembling dangerously on his back. The rest of you followed more slowly, as you explained to your family how exactly LARPing worked. Battles weren't actually bloody, magic was just colored powder, you get points for a hit, and so on and so forth. [B/N] and [S/N] got it immediately, but your poor mom, who hadn't even ever played Skyrim, had no idea how the point system and leveling up worked. You had to explain it six times over before you'd reached the massive gathering of LARPing cosplayers. [F/N] returned to you as you reached it, carrying a map. "We were in Larsgyushter Prairie last, right?"

"Duh," You shrugged, at the same time [S/N] asked with a grimace, "Luckyestire Prairie?"

[F/N] inclined his head. "Well, I made some arrangements because your family joined us. We made for Glewnburg, where we picked up their characters, and then headed into the Elder Woods."

You took the map. "Sounds fair enough."

[S/N] frowned. "What exactly were you guys doing last time?"

[F/N] blushed; he must've liked her, which made you feel proud and like pummeling him all at once. "A quest to defeat a horde of wildebors in order to get a good amount of gold."

"How much?"

"Four hundred."

Your mom seemed confused. "Is that a lot?"

"For the land of Sisgremor," You retorted, "Not much. But it's enough for us. We hunt for food, and sleep in the woods. It's summertime, so we don't have much need for shelter unless it storms, and we know where to find caves. The coin is for some new bits of armor, and some weapon upgrades and a couple of magic books for [F/N]."

"Oh," Your mom said, and you took the lead, getting into your Elven character with a huge grin on your face.

"Come, my children! We must meet the bors by midday!" You ran off, but you didn't miss the looks over half of the LARP community gave you.

~le time skip~

The one thing you didn't like about LARPing was the enemies. They weren't believable and were crappily dressed, at least in your community. They were crappy actors and their dying acts were unrealistic. Unless they were orcs that had good makeup skills and good cosplay, they weren't worth fighting, but you had an imagination to kick them up a notch.

As always, the wildebors were just some guys in black outfits decorated with needles, and wearing pig masks with an underbite bearing tusks. Your imagination knocked them to eight-feet long beasts with bloodstained tusks, wild red eyes, and porcupine-like needles that shot out of their near-impenetrable hides if provoked.

You'd only fought these beasts once. They had three separate healthbars, each a different strength: eight hundred, four hundred, and one hundred. Your spear-- the only weapon you could afford after your bow snapped (Poor prop craftsmanship.), had a damage rate of ten health per hit, thirty if you could make a three-combo move (The highest combo move allowed.). [F/N]'s magic bombs, bolts of energy, and other magic stuff only varied from ten to fifty health damage per hit, except for his Fyrering, which was a once-a-day power that was ninety health damage, plus a three minute window of burning which took ten damage every thirty seconds.

The boars were also viscious; one hit from them took around fifty health, and at level nine, you and [F/N]'s health bars were only at two hundred and fifty, plus your armor rating of fifty and his of twenty. Your family, however, were only at level one, with a one hundred strength health bar each and armor ratings varying between ten and fifteen.

In short: that meant a hell of a lot of hits, very little openings, and there were always numbers to consider. There were six of them, and five of you. If you had your bow, this would be easy. You'd climb a tree, avoid their needles, and fire your twenty-five damage arrows relentlessly (With the thirty plus bonus from your actual bow.) while [F/N] pelted them with magic. You could take down two, maybe three that way before retreating, waiting for your strength to regenerate and your undamaged arrows to "respawn" before coming back for more battling (The arrows don't actually exist, for safety reasons. You had to wait for ten minutes before an approximated number of arrows, determined previously by the quest-giver, "reappeared" in your "inventory.").

But you had to think of a new plan. A brand new plan. You had three level one novices, two level nine intermediates, and six angry-as-hell wildebors that were level twenty. This was an impossible quest. You should never have accepted it knowing your family was coming.

You were hiding behind a huge oak, and glanced around it; for a split moment, you saw the crappy actors, but your mind quickly fixed that. Above and to your immediate right, [F/N] hid behind a mound of boulders up on a hill, and you'd positioned your family similarly. You just couldn't see them. [F/N]'s hand waving caught your attention. Frantically, he pointed above you. You whipped your head up, but saw nothing out of the ordinary. You gave him a look like WTF dude, and he rolled his eyes. He picked up a rock as an example and pointed back up into the branches, but still, you didn't see anything. He gestured again, almost forcefully, and this time, you seen it: brightnuts, a specialized kind of walnut bred specifically to explode into a bright white light on impact, with dangerous shrapnel and poisonous fumes that had one hundred and fifty health damage.

Of course, in reality, they were just blue and white beanbags hanging in nets rigged all over the branches, but you pretended they weren't.

But still, perfect.

You'd start calling out orders as soon as you started throwing them. [F/N] knew how to improvise to a plan already, but your family didn't. You propped your spear up on the tree, and started climbing, wincing when the bark scraped your palms; you were wearing what'd used to be white bridal gloves, but you'd tinkered with them to match your costume, sewing sky blue patterns into the gloves.

You personally didn't make a sound, but a couple of leaf-covered branches fell; luckily, wildebors were mostly deaf and blind, so you should make it to the top of the tree without any consequences.

You flashed [F/N] a triumphant smile when you reached the topmost branches, snatching a bag of brightnuts and holding them high above your head. He shot you a double thumbs-up, then made a wheel-like gesture to get you to move on. You stuck your tongue out at him, then readjusted yourself on the branch to get a good aim.

A few seconds of struggling against the knot, and you'd gotten the net open. With barely a minute of hesitation, you drew your arm back, and fired. Your aim was almost perfect. You hit one of the wildebors in the side, and you seen the actor as he started the most over-acted reaction you'd seen yet: a violent jump, then what sounded like a deranged "Guuuugh!" You rolled your eyes. So dramatic.

Either way, [F/N] whooped behind you. "Hit! A hit!"

Before you could give any orders whatsoever, [B/N] charged down the hill with his realistic-looking wooden battleaxe bellowing a war cry. You slumped over. "Aw, shit."

In the blink of an eye, [B/N] was officially dead but still pummeling the poor actors, your mom didn't know what to do, [F/N] didn't realize what was happening from behind his rock, and [S/N] was dodging air like a boss. You waited on the branch until the coach of the actors stood, took off his mask, and blew his whistle.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! You with the axe! You died already! Come on everybody, regroup, come on..." Your mom and [S/N] were laughing it off with a couple of the actors, but [B/N] was having a heated argument with the rest of them, and they were starting to shove each other around; he'd always been a sore loser. The coach separated them, and [F/N] called to you from below. "Guess we failed this quest, huh?"

You shrugged. "It's all good. There are other, less dangerous quests."

He perked up. "Yeah, so hurry up and get down here! We've gotta get back to Glewnburg!"

You tossed the beanbag you'd had in your hand back into the net. "Comin'." Unfortunately for you, you were a bit of a show-off. You stood, stretching your arms out for balance, walking quickly and carefully across the bough. A loud snap that echoed through the forest silenced everyone: your sudden movements had weakened the branch down the middle, where a split was slowly cracking open.

"Oh shit." Did I have to choose the top branch?

Everything seemed to be in slow motion as you fell. Your ribs exploded with pain as you slammed into a slightly lower branch full-force. Your ankle snapped. Your arms were whipped and bruised. Your head cracked painfully across the thick, unmoveable base of one branch, and white and yellow dots burst in your vision. Your sight started to fade, as did the pain, until you met the ground with a dull thud.

I should've went to college.

~time skip~

When you woke up, the first thing you realized was, Hey, I woke up! I'm alive! which was immediately followed by, Holy fucking shit what the fucking hell did I break, then a much more painful thought of Why the fuck am I still in the goddamn forest?

And you were. You were laying on your side, in a couple of very small but still immensely terrifying pools of drying blood, one of which came from the corner of your mouth. Your entire body throbbed painfully. Every breath you took caused sharp, white-hot pains to spiderweb across your entire torso. Your ankle was burning up, and you couldn't move it or your left arm. Your head felt like you'd been hit by a truck. A truck made of solid wood...

Why were you still in the forest? You knew your mother well enough to know that she've panicked. She'd've screamed your name and ran to you and called 911 immediately. [F/N] would've done the same. In fact, there was no reason why they wouldn't have called for a medic. You fell from the equivalent of a three-story building with poles sticking out of it.

By all accounts, you should be near death.

So why were you still in the forest, exactly where you'd fell?

With immense effort, you rolled onto your back, panting heavily and wincing against the pain. Your vision swam, and things were blurry. The trees were different; the tree where you'd fallen from was tall and branchless for most of the way up, and definitely not an oak. To boot, there weren't any nets full of beanbags, and your spear was gone. Behind you was a cliff with an outcropping of rock that looked similar-- but not the same-- to the one [F/N] had been behind. There were roots and underbrush and bushes and walls of thorny branches surrounding you, and in between the ground was filled of orange and gold fallen leaves; up in the canopy, which hadn't been as thick before, the leaves were all dressed for Fall. You stared at it in confusion. "What the hell?" Shit. Even that hurt.

Where were you? Why weren't you in an ambulance with the sirens blaring? You were pretty positive you'd broken quite a few bones, and from that fall, you couldn't not have internal bleeding. So where were you?

You waited, but no one came. When the sky started to darken and the pain began to worsen, you were forced to move, slowly getting up, inch by inch, until you'd managed to be in a sitting position. It felt like all the blood rushed from your head and torso, making you cold in the evening chill. You hugged your right arm to your chest, really wishing you'd've worn arm cuffs or something; your short, high-collared, sleeveless, sky-blue leather jacket over a thin white crop top and a black corset-style belt really weren't meant for chilly weather.

"Hello?" You called out. Your voice carried on, but you got no return call. Blood trickled down your chin from where your lips had rebusted; you were lucky you hadn't bit your tongue off or shattered teeth. "Hey! Help!" Still, nothing. "Hey!"

After a twenty-minute bout of screaming for help, you gave up. You were confused-- so, so, confused. Where were you and why were you here? Where was your family? Where was [F/N]? Where was the coach, and those shitty actors? Hell, where was the rest of the LARP group? You'd even be relieved if Jacob appeared out of nowhere.

The moon had risen by the time you’d made it to your feet. Your ankle wasn't as bad as it was earlier; you could put some weight on it now, even if it wasn't a lot. You must've only sprained it. You tried calling for help a few more times, but only the crickets replied.

Then, they went silent.

You frowned. In books and movies, that was usually a bad sign. What'd caused them to shut up so abruptly? Not aliens, you hoped, like in Signs.

A low growl from behind you-- behind you, dammit-- made your skin crawl. A chill ran down your spine. You turned, slowly, hoping you wouldn't aggravate the wolf or coywolf or whatever it was; it wasn't either of those.

It stood on top of the small cliff, and it was at least the size of a horse. A boar-like coat, dull brown, covered its entire body, spotted in places. Its head was broad and massive, bearing an underbite of fangs and small beady eyes. Drool fell from its jaws as it snarled at you. You were half tempted to try the "Nice doggie" before you seen the rider.

Damn, it was ugly as hell. Small, malformed, with dark green skin and a crooked nose. Greasy, thin hair hung from its wrinkled scalp. Nasty claws protruded from its wart-covered fingers and dug into the horn of some kind of saddle. It sneered with an evil grin, and a mouthful of sharp teeth.

You didn't know what else to do; you took off running at full speed, ignoring the pains shooting up your leg from your sprained ankle. Branches and weeds whipped your skin, trailing blood. You glanced back once. The monster-- which you knew was an orc-- and the giant dog that you couldn't place the name of watched you for a couple of moments more before the orc gave a sharp order in a language you didn't understand, but it felt familiar. Two more of the giant dogs burst from the bushes on either side of the first, and they did give chase. Shit, were they what'd happened to your family? Some whackjob dressed as an orc riding a pitbull on steroids mauled everybody?!

You pushed yourself to run faster. Your heart pounded in your ears. Adrenaline rushed through your veins. Each step jarred your aching body, but you couldn't stop. The dogs were enjoying the chase, keeping their strides slow enough to still be on your heels, but not close enough to get you yet. A new sound-- a river, maybe-- gave you hope, and you tried to move even faster, your lungs burning from the strain.

It was a river you'd heard, but it was down a steep hill filled of arching roots and thorny bushes. You didn't have time to stop; you barreled forward, tripped, and rolled the rest of the way, hurting your body even further. By the time you reached the pebbly shore (With all of the sharp edges of the rocks jabbing into you unnecessarily.), the dogs were halfway down, the orcs riding them laughing like hyenas.

You couldn't swim, but you'd rather take your chances with the river than with the giant pitbulls. You waded in, and were immediately swept off your feet by the strong current. It dragged you under, and you were bashed into some boulders, getting cut up badly. One slammed into your hip, nearly causing you to suck in. Another rammed into your already-broken ribs, and this time, you did scream, getting a huge gulp of water. A crimson cloud engulfed you as something long and sharp burst through your calf. You were pushed up against another boulder, and you grabbed on, hauling yourself out of the water and hanging on for dear life, hacking and coughing out the water that'd filled your lungs.

The dogs had chased you up the shoreline, and the orcs carried shortbows with arrows of dark wood. A glance down and, sure as fuck, they'd hit you with one in the calf, dammit. You looked ahead of you: rapids, a slow and drawn-out death. Ahead of you, probably a very painful death, but hopefully it'd go faster than drowning while being battered to a lifeless corpse.

I should've gone to college.

You squeezed your eyes shut tight and braced yourself for the next arrow, but you were pretty much forced to open them again when you heard the sound of dogs yelping and orcs wailing. One of the dogs was dead, neck slashed open and pouring blood onto the rocks. It had landed on its rider, who struggled beneath its weight. The other dog had taken off, but its rider had an arrow jutting out of its face.

A troop of warriors, clad in forest-colored tunics of dark browns, greens, and grays had appeared in the second you'd closed your eyes. Every one of them had long, straight hair, braided away from their faces. Most had a quiver of arrows and a longbow, but some, like the one who'd killed the dog, had a curved longsword. Others still had long knives. Compared to the dark orcs, these people seemed to almost be made of light...

Oh shit.

Elves. These were Elves.You could see it clearly now, in the way they carried themselves: regal, majestic, every move perfectly balanced and smooth. Their ears were pointed, but not drastically like the ones from Zelda, and they were taller than most average men. You were in awe.

These were some damn good actors.

No, they couldn't be actors. That clicked, finally. Especially when you were able to see the one that'd killed the dog slice off the struggling orc's head cleanly and deftly before kicking it into the river. Thankfully, it didn't come near you.

Shit. These were real orcs, real giant bloodthirsty dogs, real Elves... This was all real. But how...?

You heard the sound of a bowstring being pulled taut, much closer to you. You couldn't exactly whip around in your current state, but you still moved as fast as you could. Another Elf, standing on the flat rocks halfway across the river, no less than thirty feet away. How the hell did he get there?!

After the initial shock passed, you realized there was an arrow nocked in the bow. You'd already felt one once in the last ten minutes, you didn't need to feel it again, so you stayed still. He watched you with eyes so blue you could see them from where you were. He was illuminated from the side by the moon, giving him an almost ethereal appearance. His hair was somewhere between platinum and very light blonde, and a quiver of orange-feathered arrows hung over two identical sheaths for ivory-handled long knives. His bow was almost as gorgeous as he was: dark wood engraved with golden leaf designs. His tunic was dark green, and you admired his fancy Elven belts and buckles and bracers for a second before your eyes were drawn back to his face, the profile of which was almost... Dished, in a way, like an Arabian horse's. Your eyes locked, and you felt as if you'd seen him somewhere before...

An Elf on the shoreline spoke, breaking the trance. You couldn't understand what exactly he said; you could've swore you knew some Elvish...

The Elf staring you down watched you for a minute longer, then jerked his bow toward you in gesture, shouting an order to one of his comrades. His voice sounded so familiar... It was on the tip of your brain... It was deep and soft and gentle and commanding all at once. You couldn't explain it. Two Elves followed his order, nimbly leaping from tiny rock to tiny rock to get to where he was, then past him, coming to you. Their weapons were sheathed, so you hoped they were going to help you instead of kicking you into the water or something.

Carefully, noticing how banged up you were, they grabbed you underneath of the arms and lifted you onto the flat rocks the blue-eyed Elf stood on, still ready to fire, and stepped back as you coughed up some water in a delayed reaction to nearly drowning.

When you finished, your eyes felt like they wanted to close on their own. You felt too tired, too weak, too pained... Despite that, you sat up, shivering in the chilly evening air. "Th-thank you..." With a start, you realized they might not even understand English.

"Who are you?" The blue-eyed Elf demanded. "Answer me quickly; do not think we cannot throw you back to the river."

Shit. Pressure. Suddenly you forgot your name for a split second. "I-I'm [Y/N]."

"What are you doing in these lands?"

"I was chased," You looked pointedly at the dog and orc.

The Elf watched you for a minute, judging you... He signaled. "Throw them back into the river." Suddenly, you were being dragged.

Aw, fuck. You struggled against the Elf's strong grips. "W-wait! I don't even know where I am! The last thing I knew I was playing a game with my family and I fell out of a tree! All of a sudden I'm being chased by giant dogs and being manhandled by a couple of Elvish pri--!" You were cut off by a bought of coughing that wracked your body so hard that you doubled in on yourself, pulling the Elves down with you. Your eyes widened when blood trickled out of your mouth, leaving crimson droplets on the rocks. Shit.

The blue-eyed Elf ordered something in their tongue, and the two dragging you halted on a dime. He finally decided to lower his bow a little, inspecting you. "Are there more of you?"

You shook your head; you were getting dizzy, and your vision was blacking out. "I-I don't know... I was alone when I woke up."

The Elves conversed in their own language for a few minutes, and the blue-eyed Elf finally came to the conclusion that you weren't much of a threat in your current state. He looked to the Elves on the shoreline, and gestured at one of the ones holding you, who then scooped you up bridal style, but like you were the ugliest bride he'd ever seen. "Und win'doheim!" Shouted the blue-eyed Elf, obviously the one in charge, and lead the progression back to the forest.

I should never have gotten out of bed today...

Despite the crazy situation, you managed to doze off a few times on the Elf that carried you, until a coughing fit or pain would wake you up. A fever spiked up as you crossed a bridge, and you were half out of it as you entered some kind of woody building surrounded by trees and rivers that you couldn't comprehend very well in your feverish state. You were panting and wheezing, and couldn't see straight. It all seemed so surreal, like you were viewing this from somebody else's perspective. This had to be a dream... A very vivid, very painful dream...

The last thing you remembered was Elvish chanting, golden and white lights surrounding you, and the silhouettes of the Elves. Your pain faded, and you fell into a forced sleep.

When you woke up, a breath of relief whooshed out of your lungs. It was a dream! It was all a dream! It was night, and your nighlight had gone out, but your hall light was still on. You turned over to see what time it was, but your nightstand was gone. So was your window, and shelves and desk and computer and all of your things. Your bed was different. Your relief dissipated to terror.

Fuck. It wasn't a dream.

You were in a small room. An orange-hued light came through the low doorway, and the dark walls were ridged, as if carved from the earth itself. You felt the remains of your injuries from earlier-- or days ago, you couldn't tell how much time had passed-- as throbbing remains. Your clothes were still ripped and bloodstained, and as you stood up, it felt like you were just coming off of the flu.

Wobbly, you staggered over to the doorway, hoping to find somebody that definitely wasn't an orc or Elf.

You slammed face-first into elaborately crafted iron bars.

Outside of them, fully-armored Elves patrolled on small ledges beside the spiraling rows upon rows of cells like yours. This was a dungeon.

...Well shit.

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Somebody Sure As Hell Messed Up (Part 4)

(In which Music Meister, nee Dennis Prowell, and The Toyman, rarely known as Winslow Schott, have a revealing conversation over board games.)

"I like to know as much information as I can. It helps things run smoothly." said the Toyman.

Dennis took a deep breath in, then out. No theatrics this time. "Fine. You want the real story. Here it is.”

“...This was a team effort: I was showing her a night on the town. After that whole 2000 scare I just thought a day to celebrate the New Year was what she needed. What I said about breaking in was true. We were stealing ... miscellaneous goods when your bowl arrived. It wasn't until the building started to crumble apart when she pushed me into the hand though. So there it is. Are you happy?"

"Really? She actually pushed you? That's something I'd expect her to do to me, not you. You two were supposedly pretty chummy." Winslow leaned in. "Goes to show you, she's a dangerous one."

"Well I would've expected Lyle to be more of the type to do such a thing. But I softened him up. I suppose I just didn't have enough time to get close to Darci. At least not to the point of being as chummy as you'd think." Dennis made a meek attempt to whistle to fill in the silence, but the mic on him kept making the pitch off key and weird. Definitely something he stopped a few seconds in. "I doubt she'll come over for some tea. You got no use keeping me around if that's the case."

"Oh she'll come. I've got my best man on it right now. And you'll be staying for a while. I can't help but be a little suspicious, you know? And we can keep each other company until our little reunion!" said Winslow, failing to hide the excitement in his voice.

"Suspicious? Me? Perish the thought." Shit. You blew it, Prowell. Dennis bared a smile that was more than a little ingenuine. "So. We're going to 'keep each other company?'"

"Naturally! I haven't had a guest over in a very long time. Tell me, do you like board games?"

A very long time, huh? "Board games are fun." Dennis tried to match Winslow's energy. In truth, Dennis was much more fond of scrapbooking news articles about crime than he had been about board games when he was a child. The only board game he's truly interested in is D&D, but that was neither here nor there.

"I have quite a few, but be warned! I've had a lot of time to practice." One of the doors to the room slid open to reveal a tall shelf full of colorful boxes.

"Ah, well! It looks like you've got a lot of things to keep us occupied. Ha." God. I wish Hartley were here...

"How about Battleship? Or Chutes and Ladders?" Winslow hopped down off of his chair and went to the shelf to peruse the collection. "Or maybe Connect Four?"

Yeah... Hart's just the person I'd want to see right about now. "Now, Battleship's something I know haha!"

"Oh boy! Sounds good to me!" He grabbed the box from the shelf and took his seat again, pulling the screens out of the box and sliding one down to Dennis. Winslow began setting up his side.

Dennis followed suit. "So you haven't had a friend over in a long time?"

"No, not since Peter. And I can't even remember the time before that. Mostly, it's just me and the friends I make myself. Uh, just say when you are ready."

He gave a thumbs-up in response. "G7. Merkel? Oh! He's been over at Sel's a couple of times. Very fond of Twister I've heard." Dennis then stopped for a moment. "Wait, then how did you meet Darci? Was it a henchgirl for hire gig gone to pot?"

"M-miss; J4" Toyman’s voice stammered as he placed a piece in his water. "You... you don't know do you? That's... kinda funny actually. You haven't noticed anything, well, peculiar about her, have you?"

"Hit. B2. No, nothing that would warrant suspicion. But that's coming from a Gotham resident. Maybe that sort of stuff flies past me." He stopped, just for a moment. "Then she's got something wrong with her, huh?"

"Oh no, she's perfect." He paused. "Well, correction: she was a little bit more rebellious than I expected. Hit! J5."

"Miss. B3" Rebellious, he says. Rebellious. Sure you can call a student or criminal rebellious. But a lover? Not unless you got something wrong with your own methods... "Is that so?"

"Hmmm, Hit. You sunk my destroyer! J3?" said Toyman, considering his move. "You think you've got someone figured out, and they go and manage to turn your life topsy-turvy. I just don't know how she did it, but oh boy, did she."

"Hit. A1. You could say that about anybody though. Everybody's kinda got layers to them you know. Like tree rings. Or cake."

"Miss. J2. I suppose that's true, but she really isn't just anybody."

"Hit. A5. Then who is she?"

"She is mine." said Toyman, pointedly, before clearing his throat. “Ahem. Miss. H3."

... Noted. "I'll rephrase the question. What was she like to you? Miss. F6."

"At the start, she was my perfect doll. Then a switch was flipped, and she fled. Eventually, that Big Blue Bully got jealous when I tried to get her back, but we fled together. I thought it would be different, or rather back to the way things were, but she was just as manipulative as she was when she left. Hit. J1."

"Hit. The ship has sunk. F5." ... This bitch is lonely. If I connect the pieces together, then he's probably been wallowing in his misery ever since. "That sure sounds rough. I totally get it. Is there anything you've done for yourself since she left?"

"Oh, you know. Just a lot of work around here. Trying to stay busy. I started my blog, but that didn't really pan out...Miss. E7?"

"Hit. C9." Bingo. "Maybe you could benefit from getting out more. I mean more than just a blog. Get some friends with different perspectives. Live a little. You discover more about yourself that way."

"I don't know where to begin with something like that.” replied Toyman plainly. “It's not like someone like me can just go out and try to chat with random people. People would take one look at me and want to run. It might be different over in Gotham, but over here, they would never. Miss. F6."

"You started off with your blog. And that got Peter to talk to you. That was a good starting point.

Maybe you could do the same thing. But you know. Without any alias or villain names. Then you wouldn't limit the people who share your niche interests to just rogues. Hit. C4"

"Miss, G7, And I don't think I can. I'm not much else but "The Toyman" anymore. I've devoted my entire life to get revenge on one man, and some alien takes him out before I got to try again. I'm not sure I am who I was anymore because I've been me for so very long."

"Hit. You sunk my ship. G1." Maybe that's why Darci ran off. Tch. "Then... Let's start off even smaller. Yeah. Bake the layers of your cake before you make the frosting! We'll just have to find some hobbies that click. Then we can go from there."

"Well, obviously I like toys. Uhhh, mechanical engineering? And movies.” He seemed curious, despite the mask. “Miss. C3"

"I'm sure there's plenty of other people out there who like movies and engineering too. Ever thought about joining a STEM group? Miss. F7."

"Hit. C9? There probably are, but what if they don't like me, or they find out who I am?"

"Hit. F8. If they're really your friends they wouldn't care, would they?" replied Dennis easily, although as his words settled in, he couldn’t help but wonder… I'm sure there's going to be someone to get me out of here. Hopefully not Darci… What if they've already forgotten about me? Or that they wanted me gone this whole time and they're celebrating my death as the minutes pass by? ...But that couldn't be the case. Almost everybody loves me!...Right?

"Hit. C10...I'm... not sure I want to talk about this anymore." murmured Toyman, presumably glancing away. "Do... do you like any movies?"

"Hit. F9." It's your funeral. "Oh, sure I like movies." Dennis smiled.

"Hehehe! Miss! C8? Do you have a favorite movie? O-or maybe a favorite genre?"

"Hit. E9, and… I only ever liked Quentin Tarantino flicks." he replied, with a blissful smile to accompany his lie. "I've always been enamored by the harsh reality of crime. It's just so intoxicating. Wouldn't you agree?"

"Miss. C7? Really? That's quite an interesting revelation about you, Mr. Prowell. I would have pegged you as just a musical fan, but that's what I get for assuming. I must admit it might not completely be my cup of tea, but I did enjoy Pulp Fiction."

"Hit. G9. Oh yeah! Crime's always been a big part of my life. My folks have always been a big inspiration for me when it comes to that."

"Miss. C6. Really? Your parents were criminals, then?"

"Hit. E5. Of course. Fine upstanding people they are. Looong before Big Blue came to town. Their old names were Songbird and Fireball. That ring any bells?"

"Miss. C6. They sound familiar, but I can't quite put my finger on it."

"You already played C6. Tch...They were part of an underground gang way back when. But they quit that sort of work before I came along. Never told me why though. Which is strange..."

"Oh, silly me. I meant to say C5. Hmmm... Where were they out of?"

"Hit. You sunk my ship. A8, and...The Intergang, I think. That place used to be big on recruiting metas back in the day. I know that for sure."

"They were INTERGANG? I don't blame them for leaving. Miss. D10."

"Yeah it had something to do with a mix up that led to members getting killed. Least that's what my Pop told me. But my kidnapping was when my folks were especially put off by the business. The first one. Miss. D1"

"'Mix-up?' I wouldn't be surprised if that's just what Mannheim said to cover his tuchus. I still wish I could have been the one to finally stop that bully. Miss. B10"

"Wait, you were after Manheim? Which one?"

"Bruno. That awful devil sent my father to prison and ruined my entire life."

"I was fucked over by Moxie Manheim! Damn old coot must be in his grave by now... Anyways! You know how there's an initiation to join?"

"Ha! Well, it's a small world after all! I think I heard something about it somewhere. Why?"

"Yeah, well... Moxie didn't really enjoy that Songbird and Fireball ditched the Intergang to start a family, so he decided to keep tabs on them. Their weaknesses and all that. Now, Moxie also had some new recruits lined up waiting to be official members." Dennis leaned in, conspiratorial.."He's got a big criminal brain as you know, so he thought it'd be real wise to make me a part of the initiation. Killing two birds with one stone, as they say."

"D-did they do it?" asked Toyman, on the edge of his seat.

"Of course they did it! Stole me away while my folks were vulnerable! Nothing much I could've done, figuring this was back in 1977." Dennis collected himself. "But they weren't having it! This was the last straw, Winslow!" He held up his index finger rather righteously. "And you know what happened?"

Winslow leaned closer in anticipation. "What?"

"They snuck in there and took me back! But not without a musical number first!" said Dennis proudly. Plain as day, he looked up to his parents: it showed in the glow of his smile.

"That must have been an absolute delight to see. So, you inherited your powers from a parent? Songbird, I presume? What could Fireball do?"

"She shoots a flare gun." he grinned.

"Truly fascinating! Um, also, it's still your turn. B10. Was that the last they heard from Mannheim and company?"

"Miss. B10. Oh no. not at all. A bunch of failed attempts were made afterwards. And well, since Moxie's departure, Bruno was the guy looking out to see if they were any trouble. But now that Bruno's dead and Vito doesn't really care. There's some peace." Something, just then, just clicked into Dennis' mind. And oh how ironic it was. "Until now."

"Miss. B5.” sighed Toyman. "If you are referring to me, please don't be so dramatic. I mean you no harm, unless you mean it to me. I only want a little incentive for Darci to come here. And if she pushed you into my robot's clutches like you said, perhaps her final capture will be something you can relish as well."

"Miss, B5...Hmmmm.” thought Dennis, smiling a bit. "Well... I just find it hilarious that out of all the villains who I fall into the clutches of, it had to be the one that happens to despise the Manheims the most." He started fidgeting with a red piece in his hand. "Call it a hunch, but this seems a lot like destiny."

"It was quite the coincidence! As I said earlier, it's a small world. I might not say destiny, but who knows? Miss, D5?"

"Miss. E2. Well, nothing's impossible, kid."

"Miss. I8...Perhaps." Winslow fell silent, awkward.

"Miss. H1...For someone called the Toyman, you're not much of an optimist are you?"

"Miss. H8. For someone named Music Meister, you're not much of a musical film fan."

"It's not my fault that musicals are better on the stage." He smirked. “Miss. J6. Much more of an experience, you know? To go out and see something like that live and in the present."

"Miss. I9. I... see your point. But you're right, optimism isn't my strong suit anymore..."

"Anymore? Then that means there was a point in time where you were an optimist!" There's still hope!

"When I was a kid, sure. But after my father was sent away, well, it hasn't been very easy."

"Have you been to therapy for that?"

"No, my foster families never wanted to pay for something like that."

"But your foster families don't control you anymore, you're a free man! If you're able to afford it, at least give it a try."

Winslow buries his masked head into his hands. "But can a wanted man like myself just waltz into some therapist's office without a dozen people calling the police on him?"

"People wouldn't recognize you without...the mask, would they?" asked Dennis, curious.

He looks up with a shrug. "I'm 4' 10", and have a rather distinct voice. They might not know my face, but they still might know me. If I'm lucky, then everything would be fine, but if I'm not, then I might be in a lot of trouble.”

"Jeez, Metropolis has got some shit health care, doesn't it? If that's what's keeping you from healing... Hmm." Dennis tried to come up with an appropriate counter argument.

“I9. Being a supervillain isn't all it's cracked up to be."

"...But being an actor is! I've got it! And it's brilliant! Maybe we can't do much about your height, but you can do something about your voice and movement!...Oh. Sorry. Miss. H3."

"C-come again?" Toyman was genuinely surprised. "I don't... I'm not really... um...Miss. G2."

"Yeah, okay. You'd have to practice speaking from your diaphragm, but that's gonna be a sinch cause you got a performer around!" Dennis pondered. "Maybe change the names a bit for this new persona... That'd work so you wouldn't have to lie in therapy per se. We all know that goes nowhere."

Dennis made a square with his index fingers and thumbs to frame Winslow.

"I can totally see your persona now Winn! Hit! I10!"

"I'm not... sure... what you're talking about? I.....?" flustered the Toyman before sighing. "Miss. F2."

"You seem so deadset on people hating you, right? And the inability to socialize and get proper therapy is what's holding you back from being a healthy and paranoid free individual, right?

So, we just need to make you a persona so people won't know you're the Toyman! So people won't ‘hate’ you! It's a genius plan! I swear!" smiles Dennis, putting heavy finger quotes on the word hate, as he genuinely didn't believe that everyone everyone hates him. “Oh! Hit! F10."

"I don't think... Let me just say: I don't want to be anyone else. I am me, no matter how awful my life has been, I can't really change it. If I try to make a new me, that can only take me so far before I just go back to being me. I can't make people stop disliking or fearing me. But I have been trying to change the way I go about what I do. I wanted to stop Mannheim from ruining any more families' lives, and I want to help make sure no more families are robbed of their lives because of some self-centered sneak!" Winslow’s voice slowly rose to a shriek, before he finally settles back down into his chair with another sigh. "Miss. H2."

After a brief pause, Dennis gently pat Winslow in the shoulder. "You're gonna lose your voice if you keep yelling like that." sighed Dennis kindly. "I get that you're trying to be noble and save families and whatnot, but if you keep going about this like a self-deprecating martyr, then soon there won't be much left of you to save any families. Hit. I4."

He shrinks away from the first pat, but eases on the following. "...Yeah, I suppose. But at least I did help, right? Miss. I2."

"Yeah. Yeah you did. Hit. H2."

There was a pause as Winslow looked down at the table. Without looking up, he muttered “Hit. E2...and...thanks."

There's the ticket. Actually, this time… "No! Noo! It's just what friends do." A warm, glowing smile swept across Dennis’ face. "If you really think people won't like you, then I won't push it anymore. But I like you. I like your motives too. So don't stress about it that much."

"Y-you like me? I'm your friend?" said Winslow, genuinely taken aback.

"Of course!" Dennis said, minimizing the situation.

"I... I've always wanted a... a real friend..."

"If you wanted a friend, then why didn't you just ask?" Dennis gave Winslow that same warm glowing smile as he stood up.

Winslow sat still for a couple seconds before his emotions did finally catch up to him. He sobbed slightly but collected himself quickly. "Thank you so much!" he said, much happier than he'd sounded before. "So...E2?"

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ahgazenmemes · 6 years ago

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About me Tag!!

My very supportive friend @ahgase55g7! Thank you for tagging me!

Rules are:

tag the person who tagged you

answer the questions

tag ten people (bro u know i dont got that many friends.

How tall are you?

I’m 5’3, I think. I’m a tiny gal. But I’m still young and growing, especially since I got my period pretty late.

What color and style is your hair?

My hair color is dark, dark brown. And its very straight and it goes right under my shoulders. I don’t like long hair. I’m also planning to get some highlights in my hair so that may change.

What color are your eyes?

Brown. I wish my eye color was more interesting though.

Do you wear glasses?

Nah. My eye sight is one of my good qualities.

Do you wear braces?

Yeah :((. They’re alright, I jusy dont like the way my teeth look right now though, its all crooked and its hard to bite. I wanna get it adjusted so there’d be some improvement.

Whats your fashion sense?

I dont know. My fashion sense stresses me out. It’s everywhere. It’s one of the causes of my mental breakdowns because I’m constantly self consious and never think I look good in anything :))

Full name?

Lol you wish. My first name is Gabie though.

When were you born?

I’m a fetus. I was born tomorrow.

Where are you from and where do you live now?

Manila! And I still live there.

What school do you go to?

Rather not say, it’s a pretty small school so someone from there could find out who I was pretty quickly.

What kind of student are you?

The kind of student everybody hates because they’re annoying but is actually kinda chill when you get to know them haha. I’m also pretty awkward so I guess thats another reason why people think I’m sketchy. BUT IM NOT. I just cant converse.

Do you like school?

It’s meh. I hate everybody in my batch and some of the other batches and the school office. But I don’t really care anymore so everything is just meh.

Favorite subject?

I used to like Science but I started to hate everything this year. Everything sucks.

Favorite TV show?

I don’t watch a lot of tv shows. But I’m trying to catch up on Brooklyn nine-nine. Which I’m absolutely failing at...so....

Favorite movie?

Oh, I like the chill types of movies that doesn’t stress me out. I love Marvel but it isn’t my cup of tea because my butt is clenched the whole time watching their movies. I like “The Little Prince” and “School of Rock”. Weird combo, but I like them.

Favorite books?

I don’t read a lot of books but I like teen romances — SHUT UP. I get it. It’s soft and uwu and wow people that love each other. I really like this book called “The Sun is also a star”. I don’t know why I liked it, I just did, okay?

Favorite pass time?

Sleep.

Do you have any regrets?

Jackson style — no.

(yes. but lets not get into it bc my emotional stability cant handle that, yes? okay.)

Dream job?

Somewhere in the film industry. I don’t know where but hopefully somewhere in that genre.

Would you ever like to be married?

Maybe? I don’t know. It seems like too much of a commitment for me. But I would like to have a significant other one day, did I mention I liked teen romances?

Would you like to have kids?

Hell nah. I love kids and kids love me but I don’t wanna put a kids life in my hands. I’m gonna have to feed and and clean their poop. I’m fine with a dog, thank you.

Do you like shopping?

Shopping gives me anxiety. The clerks are watching you, the prices are doubting you, everyone can see what you’re looking at and doing. Not really, I like looking at stuff on the shelf but as soon as the clerk comes asking if I need help, I stiffle a “no” and leave the store.

What countries have you visited?

A lot. Some places in Europe. A bunch of states in the USA. Hong Kong, a bunch of times. Japan, twice. Australia. Canada, thrice. My family likes travelling, seeing stuff and all.

Scariest nightmare you’ve ever had?

One of my biggest fears are pyramids and egyptian stuff. I’m scared of that mummy, cursed shit. Oh no for me. Once I had a dream where I was walking, lost, in a dark pyramid with hieroglyphics all over the walls and tombs and shit. I vaguely remember dragging people with me in the dream too, like they were paralyzed or something and I was the only one unaffected.

Any enemies?

Myself.

Any significant other?

Myself.

Do you believe in miracles?

Not sure, never really thought about it. Yes? I think? I mean Got7 made a song about it so I guess so.

How are you?

I refuse to answer personal questions, thank you.

Tagging only these people because you damn well know I got no friends:

@hyuunwoo, @easybabybird and @soft-hwunjin

#ahgasememestags #tags

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simblrbreezycakes · 6 years ago

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i was tagged by @chippedcupanddustybooks sweet bb. i am tagging @irrelephantsims @magnoliidae @simplymelaninated and anyone who hasn’t been tagged i swear i feel like the last person doing this LOL. heckin long ass questionnaire under the cut.

1. What is your full name? Brianna Leigh [Redacted] 2. What is your nickname? Breezy 3. Birthday? may 4th 4. What is your favorite book series? hmmmm series? idk.... i really like every single john grisham book and they aren’t related but when you have such a niche brand of book i feel like it counts lol. 5. Do you believe in aliens or ghosts? kinda on both. 6. Who is your favorite author? oh whew. tough one right here. idk man, i have a few? but if i had to choose i guezz i would say george orwell. 7. What is your favorite radio station? who tf listens to the radio like det anymore lmfao. i don’t have one. before i listened to 107.1 in memphis in the car sometimes, but i moved so. 8. What is your favorite flavor of anything? i loveeee pineapple anything. 9. What word would you use often to describe something great or wonderful? lit 10. What is your current favorite song? currently really into pink in the night by mitski and also sicko mode by travis scott.

11. What is your favorite word? good ole fuck(in/ed/etc.) i also really like voluptuous and bubbles. 12. What was the last song you listened to? last thing i listened to was another lifetime x nao. 13. What TV show would you recommend for everybody to watch? absolutely check out the good place. also hilda, the dragon prince, she-ra princess of power, criminal minds, law and order (the original), and snapped. 14. What is your favorite movie to watch when you’re feeling down? i used to watch the notebook religiously when it rained/felt upset like shit. but lately i’ve been watching say yes to the dress to combat my depression lol. 15. Do you play video games? yah 16. What is your biggest fear? dying alone and no one finding me. like literally alone not like meta alone “oh no one loves me” like dead ass alone somewhere isolated. 17. What is your best quality, in your opinion? hmmmmm idk that i care a lot about other people? 18. What is your worst quality, in your opinion? all of them lmfao. i’m annoying, i’m physically unattractive, i talk too damn much, i can be kind of a bitch both intentionally and unintentionally, i’m a trash writer, i can be selfish, and i self depreciate a lot (lol see above response “all of them”) and i’m sure that gets on people who love and care about me’s nerves ((but like....i mean it lmfao)) 19. Do you like cats or dogs better? whew tough. prolly cats though. 20. What is your favorite season? winter followed by a tie between spring and fall. 21. Are you in a relationship? nah lmfao. 22. What is something you miss from your childhood? not being so fuckin ugly and depressed lmfao. 23. Who is your best friend? “my person” as greys anatomy stans would say is ivy lynn [redacted] [redacted] but i also wanna shout out my home girl mary (i know you follow me on here), my home girl christina (also follows me on here but she never checks her simblr anymore), my smoothie gang bitches, my NSA bitches (which includes both ivy and mary lmfao), and my memphis as fuck family. honorable mention to loml [redacted] who is skating on thin fucking ice with me right now lmfao. 24. What is your eye color? brown 25. What is your hair color? brown 26. Who is someone you love? don’t make me answer this tumblr gods. 27. Who is someone you trust? all my best friends, my parents, my brother. 28. Who is someone you think about often? fucking murder me @ this question lmfao. my friend kate (RIP) my grandmother grannypeg (RIP) and [redacted] 29. Are you currently excited about/for something? i’m excited to spend christmas in a new country! forging new traditions and all that. 30. What is your biggest obsession? currently i’m obsessed with wedding stuff and mens fashion and how mens fashion such as suits translates into womens fashion. we love a hot lady in a tailored suit amiright? 31. What was your favorite TV show as a child? spongebob squarepants RIP :”( 32. Who of the opposite gender can you tell anything to, if anyone? [redacted] 33. Are you superstitious? kinda i guess? not really about stuff like stepping on cracks breaking mamas’ backs or opening umbrellas indoors but little things about familial traditions. 34. Do you have any unusual phobias? not really a phobia but i have misophonia. i also hate eye shit. like eye violence or anything fuckin around with eyes is a big no from me dawg. 35. Do you prefer to be in front of the camera or behind it? absolutely behind the camera. i used to be a theater kid so like being on stage i don’t mind but when it comes to the spotlight and being filmed??? no no no no no. lemme be a cinnamontawgrowfur all day. 36. What is your favorite hobby? watching movies, playing skyrim (I MISS IT SO MUCH), reading, watching music videos, modern calligraphy/hand lettering, baking (ALSO MISS IT MUCH) 37. What was the last book you read? lol a textbook about developing countries.

38. What was the last movie you watched? i just rewatched the swan princess the other day but in terms of watching something brand new i think it was this tom cruise movie my friend showed us and i thought she said someone else ( i don’t remember now. maybe tom hanks?) it was pretty good he was irish or sum with nicole kidman and they came to the united states and pretended to be siblings but the sexual tension was so fucking high dawg.

39. What musical instruments do you play, if any? nothing i’m wack and a disappointment to my musically gifted family (my dad and brother) 40. What is your favorite animal? polar bears followed by giraffes. 41. What are your top 5 favorite Tumblr blogs that you follow? i’m gonna go with my main tumblr because ion wanna hurt nobody’s feelings but i follow a celebs of color page i really love, a fashion page i really love, and a few artists i really love. 42. What superpower do you wish you had? teleportation or shape shifting. 43. When and where do you feel most at peace? i feel most at peace when it is raining and i’m in my room, everything is clean and tidy, candles are lit, i have nothing to do so the world is my oyster, i have a nice cup of coffee or hot cocoa or tea, and i just am v i b i n g. 44. What makes you smile? seeing my friends, my brother (when he isn’t pissing me off), funny videos of red dead people falling off their horse in cinematic mode, pretty flowers, cute art, round birds. 45. What sports do you play, if any? i don’t lmfao. 46. What is your favorite drink? honestly a frozen margarita no salt. 47. When was the last time you wrote a hand-written letter or note to somebody? a month ago. 48. Are you afraid of heights? absolutely. 49. What is your biggest pet peeve? people chewing with their mouths open and people talking to me like i’m incompetent/assuming i don’t know anything about what they’re trying to talk to me about especially if it is my area of expertise lol. 50. Have you ever been to a concert? hail yeah. many. 51. Are you vegan/vegetarian? nope! 52. When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up? honestly i don’t know but i have a distinct memory of a bunch of girls in my second grade, yours truly included, wanting to be strippers. and i don’t know why or how this came up or if we even truly knew what stripping meant but. yeah. OH i guess around the time i was in 4th/5th grade i started wanting to be a harvard law graduate and be a lawyer but i gave that up in like high school and then bounced being a lawyer back and forth in my noggin up until i applied for grad school. shout out to my mary for doing it though. 53. What fictional world would you like to live in? hmmmm idk. none of em really. 54. What is something you worry about? if i made the right decision(s) in life lol. 55. Are you scared of the dark? not really. 56. Do you like to sing? yeah i do! doesn’t mean i’m good at it though haha. 57. Have you ever skipped school? yeah lmfao. 58. What is your favorite place on the planet? i miss Rwanda a lot. but honestly my favorite place is wherever the people i love are. my family loves to travel so whenever i’m with someone i love sharing an experience? i’m in heaven. 59. Where would you like to live? idk anywhere i guess. somewhere it is mostly cold most of the time though haha. 60. Do you have any pets? my bb boi fred lives with my dad and my mom has a dog and 2 cats. we used to have 3 but one of em ran away when she moved to her house, we caught him, he ran away again. oh whale. 61. Are you more of an early bird or a night owl? oh a big time night owl. big time. 62. Do you like sunrises or sunsets better? honestly i like sunrises better but i am never awake to catch em hahah. 63. Do you know how to drive? yah and i fuckin love doing it. 64. Do you prefer earbuds or headphones? i prefer headphones. like really quality ones too. but i tend to use earbuds more often because i don’t need quality while im working out or going to class just easy grab and go. 65. Have you ever had braces? nope but i used to want some so bad. 66. What is your favorite genre of music? i love rap, dream-y pop music and dream-y rap music, i love 80s music. all 80s music really lmfao. 67. Who is your hero? mi mum and mi dad. also viola davis queen of inventing acting and every single color in the rainbow. 68. Do you read comic books? kind of. i was trying to build up a collection before i moved but i only had my BP comics. 69. What makes you the most angry? injustice and offensive ass content and behaviors. also don’t fuck with my friends. i got two dudes on my shit list right now that it is *on sight* if i ever see them again. 70. Do you prefer to read on an electronic device or with a real book? a real book all the way. idk what it is about digital reading my brain shuts the fuck down. i am super fast reader but the second i try and read something digitally it takes me maybe like 10-15 min to get through just a few sentences. 71. What is your favorite subject in school? history lol i was a history major. 72. Do you have any siblings? yeah my chicken nugget puppy brother dylan. asshole. 73. What was the last thing you bought? some historical romance i think? it’s in dutch so idrk. 74. How tall are you? 5′7 i think. 75. Can you cook? yeah i love cooking but saddly don’t do much of it. 76. What are three things that you love? my teddy bear my momma got me for valentines day, my st. agatha figurine, and my yikes tapestry mary got me. i realize now after reading the next question you probably meant like shit in general so. the smell of a fresh cup of coffee, snuggly warm sweaters, postcards and tiny gifts from friends. you know the ones “i just got this for you because i thought you’d like it” 77. What are three things that you hate? funky ass attitudes, the smell and feel of lavender oil, corn. 78. Do you have more female friends or more male friends? female 79. What is your sexual orientation? i’m a big ole heterosexual. sorry to disappoint :/ 80. Where do you currently live? the netherlands. 81. Who was the last person you texted? my friend and former roommate. today is her birthday. 82. When was the last time you cried? like an hour ago lmfao. 83. Who is your favorite YouTuber? i don’t have one haha. vevo i guess. 84. Do you like to take selfies? do i like taking them? not really. it takes me too damn long to get one that looks good enough. i like sending stupid selfies to friends though. 85. What is your favorite app? i use twitter probably the most but my favorite app is my spider solitaire game haha. 86. What is your relationship with your parent(s) like? we are very close. i would say both of my parents are my biggest supporters and cheerleaders but how they do that looks a bit different. my mom and i are very similar but sometimes how we handle certain things is very different so we can be the best of friends one day and the completely butt heads the next. 87. What is your favorite foreign accent? i loovveeeee a scottish accent and an irish accent. also tbrh i love a good southern boy drawl. like idk if i could play for you all the way this one dude who works with my mom talks? i would because i wanna bottle it and listen to it whenever i feel bad. 88. What is a place that you’ve never been to, but you want to visit? i would really like to go to norway for my birthday. 89. What is your favorite number? i don’t have one. 90. Can you juggle? nope but i did try and learn i have a video of it somewhere lmfao. 91. Are you religious? kind of. i’m more spiritual than religious and lowkey hate saying that because it sounds so hoitietoitie but it’s true. 92. Do you find outer space or the deep ocean to be more interesting? the ocean. so much of it we haven’t explored. thinking about space makes me feel existential and dead inside. 93. Do you consider yourself to be a daredevil? nah haha 94. Are you allergic to anything? yeah i’m supposed to take one claritin a day but like i don’t. 95. Can you curl your tongue? yeah 96. Can you wiggle your ears? nope :( 97. How often do you admit that you were wrong about something? i’ll admit i’m wrong if i’m actually wrong but you’re gonna have to a helluva lot of convincing to get me there lmfao. though if my being “wrong” has caused harm to someone else i’ll apologize quicker than lightning because the last thing i would want is for my stubbornness to hurt someone i love. 98. Do you prefer the forest or the beach? um the mountains 99. What is your favorite piece of advice that anyone has ever given you? "never turn down a date. you never know who you might meet while you’re out” -my grandmother to my mother to me. 100. Are you a good liar? lmfaooooo i am a reformed liar. 101. What is your Hogwarts House? HUFFLEPUFF BAYBEEE 102. Do you talk to yourself? yah 103. Are you an introvert or an extrovert? an introvert. i may be loud and talkative sis but i promise you i’m over compensating because i want you to like me lmfao. 104. Do you keep a journal/diary? i have a private twitter does that count. 105. Do you believe in second chances? depends. 106. If you found a wallet full of money on the ground, what would you do?imma keep it real with you chief i would keeps the money lmfao. in the past i would’ve tried to return it to the owner but i am big broke bois with a lot of unexpected expenses coming up so like... yeah lmfao. we keepin that coint. 107. Do you believe that people are capable of change? sometimes. 108. Are you ticklish? yes lmfao 109. Have you ever been on a plane? yeah! 110. Do you have any piercings? yah i got my lobes pierced one on each ear, my nose, and a cartilage piercing. 111. What fictional character do you wish was real? my girl nancy drew. 112. Do you have any tattoos? yeah i got 2 of em. 113. What is the best decision that you’ve made in your life so far? idk lmfao. probably when i applied for cityterm and when i appled to go back to undergrad. 114. Do you believe in karma? Yeah but not in a “oh you hurt me? you’re gonna get your come uppins” way but in a every action affects your soul and your being kinda way. 115. Do you wear glasses or contacts? im supposed to wear glasses but ask me if im wearing em right now lmfao. 116. Do you want children? presently i don’t see myself wanting or having kids but i want to foster. 117. Who is the smartest person you know? my friends lol. 118. What is your most embarrassing memory? literally every single memory has a tinge of embarassment lol. but probz when i walked into the cafeteria my first day of highschool as a smol freshman and my knees locked up and i fell forward and my giant ass backpack (because i never used my locker ever in any grade) wrapped around my neck and had me stuck in a strange position in the middle of the parting of the tables in the cafeteria. 119. Have you ever pulled an all-nighter? hell yeah lmfao. 120. What color are most of you clothes? blue or black 121. Do you like adventures? yeah! 122. Have you ever been on TV? yeah but like on the news and shit. 123. How old are you? 24 124. What is your favorite quote? i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart) 125. Do you prefer sweet or savory foods? OOF TOUGH BUT UHHH probz sweet.

#wow i managed to answer every single one of em lmfao #delete later #ramblings #wemp womp #tagged youre it #tag games #if you read this whole thing then #you deserve a cookie #or a gold star #whatever you prefer

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quell-tea-salon · 7 years ago

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TsukiPara translation - Izumi Shu scenarios

DORM

Embarrassed - I brought home some snacks for Issei and Ichiru, and they looked so happy. ......When I see them smiling, I can't help but smile too.

Embarrassed - The agency handed me all the letters they received from our fans. ......The warm voices and support from our fans mean the world to us.

Phone - Hm? How unusual, a message from Shiki. .....It's usually an invitation to go out for drinks where I'll just end up drinking tea.

Phone - Looks like Issei and Ichiru are doing a photoshoot today. I should bring them some snacks.

Resting - My first day off in a while... How should I spend it? (Select answer "Chat with the twins") Hm, that's a good idea. Both Issei and Ichiru have been thrown into the deep end of the entertainment industry and would have a lot on their minds. ...Alright, I think I'll make a pot of tea and head over to their rooms.

Cooking - Hmm. I don't think it tastes bad, but... I'll ask Issei and Ichiru to taste test this for me.

Cooking - I'd like to expand my cooking repertoire... I'll go ask Eichi for advice.

Angry - .............. (Select "What happened?") ......I heard some unkind words about Ichiru and Issei's past. Right now, they're working their hardest to shine in this industry. Their past is irrelevant. And yet, there are people who look down on them for that... It made me so furious that I almost lost my calm.

Upset - .......Once again, someone thought that I was older than I actually am. Do I really look that old?

Reading - I do think that dictionaries make an interesting read in their own right.

Resting - ......Hum. This is nice. (Select "You look relaxed") Hn? Am I that obvious? Actually, I'm reading a magazine about shrines and temples, which is one of my hobbies. Shrines and temples are lovely places to visit. Their calming atmosphere puts one at ease, and you can quietly enjoy the passage of time.

Drink - Shiki's quite particular about his coffee. Sometimes he treats me to a cup. It's always delicious.

Script - Hmm. I think I'll ask if we can bring Issei and Ichiru to the front here. I'm planning out the seating arrangement for our next show appearance. While I'm a member of QUELL, I'm also the producer. An important part of my job is to consider methods to increase QUELL's appeal.

Script - The location for this shoot is in a beautiful forest. ......Looks like I'll get to enjoy some greenery. It's been a while so I'm looking forward to it.

Food - Both Shiki and I enjoy soba. Sometimes we go out to eat together. .......That reminds me, Shiki once said that he'd like to try making his own soba. I admire his dedication for the things that he loves.

Resting - It's been a while since we all had the same day off. It'd be nice to go somewhere together.

Lizz-kun - The best part of Lizz-kun is the tail. I feel like burying my face in it.

Lizz-kun - Lizz-kun's fluffy tail is adorable. ...I could hug it forever. (T/N: I'd like to believe that this is a reference to Takeuchi's reaction to the human-sized Lizz-kun at SQP...)

GIFTS

Magazine - You're giving me this magazine? Thank you. I see it has articles on hidden gourmet restaurants. ...Oh, I think Eichi will like this curry restaurant. Issei would be interested in this bakery, and Ichiru would like this teishoku cafeteria. Lately, whenever I get my hands on new information, the first thing that comes to mind is whether or not they'll like it. Hm? "Like a dad", you say? Hahaha, that would mean that I've suddenly adopted some very large children. Jokes aside, they are people whom I want to see be happy, and I feel blessed to be teammates with them.

Bouquet - Flowers are lovely. Strong flowers that grow on tall trees, extravagant flowers that bloom in greenhouses, and even the plain, delicate flowers that grow in the wild... All flowers, in their different forms, are proud and beautiful. ...As members of QUELL, we strive to be like them. Actually, I believe Eichi knows how to make dried flowers. I'll consult him later, so I can keep these flowers in my room for a long time.

Piano - I'm not as proficient as Procellarum's Rui, or SolidS' Shiki, but I can play the piano. Any musical knowledge or skills come in handy in my work as an artist. I've learned so much by playing the piano. At the dorm, sometimes I go to the common room for a break and play the piano, and Issei and Ichiru will eventually show up. When I see them concentrating on the music, looking like they're enjoying themselves, it fills me with a warm feeling.

PAIR CONVOS

SHU AND EICHI (1) Eichi: Shu~! Us adults should have a drink together once in a while! Beer for me, and black tea with carbonated water for Shu! Shu: Thank you. ...Eichi, I'm sorry that I can't have a proper drink with you, despite this being a drinking party. Eichi: Don't worry about it! Forcing yourself to drink when you can't handle alcohol is no fun at all and can be harmful for your health. Besides, "who" you're drinking with is more important than "what" you're drinking! Shu: Yes, I can agree with that. Being with good company* means having a good time, no matter the food or drink. Eichi: That's right! ...Right, shall we get this QUELL adult party started?

*TN: Actual phrased used is "being with people that you like"

SHU AND EICHI (2) Shu: ...I'm thinking that this would be a good pose to use in the next photoshoot. What do you think? Eichi: ... ... ... Shu: Eichi? You're spacing out. Eichi: Huh? Oh, sorry. Sorry! Um...... I was just overwhelmed but how handsome you are... Shu: Hahaha, good one. Eichi: That wasn't a joke though... Oh, right, we were talking about poses? The one you just did looked great!

SHU AND ICHIRU (1) Shu: Ichiru, there you are. Are you busy? Icchi: Nah, I have a bunch of free time today and thought about doing some dance practice, but anyway. What's up? Shu: It's nothing important, but..... I received some baseball equipment from a sponsor, and was wondering if you and Issei would like to play catch with me...... Icchi: Play catch? Isn't that for kids? ......Well, it'd be rude not to use the stuff that they gave us. Fine, I'll play. ...I'll go get Issei too! Shu: Alright. Thank you.

SHU AND ICHIRU (2) Icchi: ... ... ... Shu: Hm? What's wrong, Ichiru? You have a scary look on your face. Icchi: ......Since joining QUELL, I think I've been trying my hardest with dance lessons... But when I watch Shu dance, I kinda..... feel... Shu: ......Ichiru, you have the aptitude for dancing, but more importantly, you don't shy away from hard work. You'll catch up to me in no time. Icchi: I d-don't need you to tell me that! ...I'll not only catch up. I'll overtake you! Shu: I look forward to it.

SHU AND ISSEI (1) Shu: Issei, sit here for a minute. Issei: ? Like this? Shu: Yes. ......Stay still. ......There! It's done. Issei: Huh? Is this a... hair clip? Shu: Yes, I got it from my stylist at today's shoot. Isn't it cute? Issei: Y, yeah...... But isn't it a little too cute for me? Shu: Not at all. It suits you.

SHU AND ISSEI (2) Issei: Shu, I came to return your book. Shu: You've finished it already? It's quite a lengthy novel...... Issei: Yeah. Once I started, I kept thinking "I'll just read one more page" and before I knew it, I'd reached the end. All the books that you lend me are really interesting. Shu: I for one enjoy hearing your thoughts on them. ......Alright, what kind of book do you feel like reading next? Issei: Let's see... Something exciting and thrilling, like an adventure? Where everybody gets a happy ending? Shu: Of course. I'll go grab it off the shelf.

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Wayhaught EarperCon Panel Transcript

So, some people asked if Saturday’s Wayhaught Panel at EarperCon could be transcribed. I went ahead and did it. It isn’t perfect. There were a few moments where even with high-quality headphones, I couldn’t make out what they were saying bc the sound was so horrible, and they tended to mumble. But this is what I got. Feel free to let me know about any corrections. I hope this is at least a little helpful to those who weren’t able to make out the audio on the video. I tried to get the minute marks as accurately as possible to make it easier to follow along with the video.

Host: And now, because she’s currently taking a victory lap backstage—

Dom: It’s just me guys, sorry.

Host: It’s actually, uh…Wayhaught is broken up, I’m sorry to say…

Dom: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! WHOA.

Host:–Just waiting for Kat to come out.

Dom: She’s just making a cup of tea, I think…there she is.

*applause*

Kat: Did you announce…was I not there?

Host: Well you were about to be, but you just like…

Kat: Sorry, guys

Host: But we still had fun with it.

*soft chatter*

Host: Alright, so flash photography only for the first five minutes, guys.

Dom: Sorry we’re a bit late guys—

Kat: Yeah, we’re gonna talk about that

Dom: –the photos took longer than we expected.

Kat: We’re working very hard to make sure everybody gets their photos and stuff. So, we’re gonna make that happen. We’re redoing a few things.

*applause*

–1:00—

Dom: Do I smell?

Host: Um, yeah, sorry girl, sorry. No, okay, so, I decided to make things a little bit more interesting. Instead of coming up with questions of my own to start off this panel, I would ask your castmates for a question.

Dom: Oh my gosh.

Host: So, first, from one Shamier, he’d like to know what is Wayhaught’s dream first date?

Audience member: EarperCon!

Kat: Um…I-I think that we would go to a, uh, like a carnival.

Dom: *laughs*

Kat: Well, I guess not.

Dom: (????) through Rio, like I don’t really know—

–2:00–

Kat: No no no, I’m sorry, I should clarify, this might be a language barrier. Um, no, what I mean by a carnival is like with rides and stuff.

Dom: Oh!

Kat: Like a fair.

Dom: Oh…

Kat: What do you call that?

Dom: We don’t call it carnival. *to audience* Do we call it a carnival?

Audience: No. A fair.

Kat: So you’re thinking of like *dancing* Carnival

Both: *mumbling through laughter*

Dom: Okay, cool, I really like the fair. Yeah.

Kat: Wouldn’t that be fun? Come on…

Audience: Funfair.

Dom: Funfair. Yeah, I think that’d be really cute.

Kat: With like a ferris wheel, and they could have their first kiss on top of the—

Dom: Aw

Audience: Aww

Dom: So cute. Yeah, that would be really cool. You could take me to the fair anytime, babe.

Kat: What do you think?

Dom: Yeah, that’s great. I’d love to come. When are we going?

Host: All right, and then this one is from Michael. He wants to stir the pot a little. Yeah, if our ladies weren’t together, and they had to pick a guy from the cast.

Audience: Ooo

–3:00–

Dom: Classic. Classic from Michael. *pause* A guy from the cast?

Host: A guy from the cast.

Dom: *huffs*

Kat: I don’t know, like my first instinct is, is the person most like Waverly. V-V-Jeremy?

Audience: *applauds*

Dom: As in, we’re talking about our character?

Host: Yes.

Dom: Obviously.

Host: I mean, you can answer both.

Dom: No, no, no. Hm. I don’t…I don’t think Waverly would be into any of them. No offense.

Audience: *cheers*

Dom: Not at all, really. I mean, no…no

Audience: Good answer! Best answer.

Host: Alright, so. If now you finish your flashes, and let’s ask some questions. Get our hands up.

Dom: *humming*

–4:00–

Kat: Somebody yell out the first one. Oh, here’s a mic, here we go.

Questioner 1: So, this is not actually my question. This is Joe’s, but he’s not so confident in speaking anything else but sign language. So, I’m just asking for him. Um, he wants to know what’s the easiest and the hardest thing you’ve ever had to do in preparation for the show.

Dom: Oo

Kat: That’s a good question.

Dom: In preparation.

Kat: I feel like you would have a lot. Not in that way, just, you have done so many challenging things.

Dom: Yeah, but I wouldn’t say any of those. Like the ones that you’re thinking of.

Kat: Oh

Dom: Like singing and all of that stuff. That’s not where, where I would go at all with that.

Kat: The easiest and the…sorry, one more time. The easiest and the—

Dom: Most challenging.

Kat: The easiest to prepare for, and the hardest thing to prepare for?

Questioner 1: Yeah.

Kat: Okay.

*silence*

Dom: Um…

Kat: Um…

*Silence* Kat: You know what—

Dom: This is a really interesting panel you guys.

–5:00–

Kat: You know what I think? I think that at first our intimate scenes would be, were the most challenging—

Dom: Not that challenging for me…

Kat: No, but because I was so concerned with getting it all right and making it really great. But now I’m, I feel relieved when I see them on the call sheet because I feel so…I’m comfortable now, and it’s like, we just…we have our groove and…

Dom: *giggles*

Audience: *cheers*

Kat: But yeah, that’s one that switched.

Dom: Yeah, I’d completely agree with that.

Kat: Yeah?

Dom: Yeah…very good.

Kat: I guess you can go.

Dom: Um…

Kat: Did I take your own answer?

Dom: Sorry, no, I’m just…um…yeah…It’s a really good question, but really tricky! I don’t know…

Kat: What about, like, some of the emotional stuff?

Dom: Yeah.

Kat: Like with Mel and the—

Dom: Yeah, I think that’s, that’s the hardest for me. It’s always like—

Kat: *notices the screen behind them*

–6:00—

Kat: I didn’t realize that was up there. Was that up there this morning too?

Audience: Yep.

Dom: Um, I think for me, it’s always the stuff that I know is gonna mean a—mean a lot to people. So, like, all of the emotional stuff I get really nervous about before, like ‘What if it doesn’t happen? What if—’ you know, we shoot so quickly, so sometimes you just don’t have the time to get it where to where you want it to be. So you just have to really be in the right place, like, emotionally going into is. So I always get a little bit nervous with that stuff to be honest. Especially when it means so much. Like the baby stuff and the importance of that, of giving away the baby, and ugh, you know?

Kat: Yeah. You know what scene I had a really hard time with because of timing? We, the end scene where Waverly walks across the Purgatory boundary…

Dom: Oh, yeah. The wind…

Kat: We were shooting that in like a tornado. It was SO windy. And that was really, it was such an emotional scene that I remember feeling very frustrated that day–

Dom: Yeah

Kat: –because I felt like we didn’t have time, and that was really tough ‘cause like, my expectation for the scene—

–7:00–

Dom: Yes

Kat: I think it still turned out really beautifully, but I remember just being like, ‘Ugh! The wind!’

Dom: It’d be like…wooshhh

Kat: Yeah, yes, just a nightmare.

Dom: It was like, find your lips…

Kat: And we’re trying to be like really sincere about, but we couldn’t hear each other, we were like this close to each other.

*pause*

Kat: Um, that is fun.

Questioner 2: Um, hi

Kat: Hey!

Questioner 2: Um, thank you for coming here, first of all. It means a lot to all of the fandom. Um, my question is a two-parter. Um, so last night when we were talking about which guest stars we’d love to have in, and I said Ray because I would love to see him in it. Um, so part one is who would you like to see guest star, and number two, if you could guest star on any other t.v. show, what would it be?

Kat: Oh…

–8:00—

Kat: I wanna be on The Handmaid’s Tale so much. I haven’t even gotten an audition for it. So, if any of you—

Dom: You haven’t?!

Kat: I have not. They won’t see me. The casting director doesn’t really like me, I don’t think, but I want–and it shoots in Toronto, like that’s a really realistic, I really, and it starts now. *lowers voice* So if anyone wants to get on Twitter and, like, talk to the showrunners…um…That would be a dream.

Dom: I don’t know about me. What would be my dream…I just feel so content with what I’m doing at the moment. I know that sounds really ridiculous, but I’m just like bring me back to Calgary now so we can film. Um…what would I like…sorry, sorry, um, I’ll keep thinking while you can talk about the other…

Kat: Um…guest stars…Well we—

Dom: I think—

Kat: Nope.

Dom: Nope.

*laughter*

Kat: No, no, go, go.

Dom: I’d kinda like to be in American Gods. I thought that was really interesting. Yeah. Really good actors.

Kat: Yeah, that’s a great show. Um…we keep on talking about Amy Acker on the show, that would be amazing.

–9:00—

Audience: *cheers*

Kat: That would be fun. Um…

Dom: Hm…any of you guys wanna come on? Join?

Kat: I think…I don’t know…yeah, I, it…*huffs*

Dom: *laughs*

Kat: You know what I’m doing, I’m trying to think and my realistic brain lights up,

Dom: Exactly.

Kat: But then my fantasy brain also like…

Dom: Yeah, but I think, like ma—like, overall it’s just like…Emily did just does such a good job with the casting that I don’t like wanna push anybody because I think that some of the best characters, like, I read them, and I don’t necessarily expect it to be who it is, and then it comes, and you’re like ‘Oh that’s a surprising casting for that role’ because of what you already like pre-empted in your head. It’s always back on. Do you know what I mean? And I think that’s what makes the show so special, like the inclu–inclusivity of all different kinds of people. So, yeah…leave it up to her.

Kat: Yeah, she’s, yeah…

*silence*

Dom: Next question…

–10:00—

Questioner 3: Hi guys

Both: Hey

Questioner 3: This is for Dominique, em…my, the most powerful scenes for me are always the ones with Wynonna, and because Wynonna and Waverly are just amazing, and what have you learned from Melanie for acting or just for anything like in general?

Dom: My god, what haven’t I learned from Melanie? I feel like that’s more of a question. Um…we…yeah, we talk about it all the time. That woman is, um…a true rare talent, like I know you guys can see it, but working with her is even more of an amazing experience because…it’s really hard to describe. I don’t know if there are any actors in here, but, um, when she looks at you, she really looks at you. And I think sometimes, it’s quite hard to describe, but when you’re playing a character, there’s often like a film in between you because you’ve got your character, so you’re not actually that person, and sometimes it feels…*to Kat* you know when you’re working with someone and–

–11:00—

Dom: –it just feels like they’re not quite looking at you?

Kat: *softly* Do I ever look at you?

Dom: No, you always look at me!

Kat: Okay, I was like, oh my god…

Dom: No, as if…but that’s different. No. But, um, sometimes it’s like, you know, you pre-empt what you’re gonna *makes a ‘p’ sound* I feel like I’m beatboxing. *Adjusts microphone while mumbling* like a pro, you guys.

Kat: *mumbles away from mic*

Dom: Because I’m really articulate. Um…no, but when *winces and adjusts mic again* No, but when she—here you go, I just gonna stand back a bit.

Kat: Yeah.

Dom: Can you hear me? Yeah, um, but when she looks at you, she really looks at you, and she always, uh…throws things at you that, when you’re not expecting it, so it, you have to be present in the moment, like you have to be…open to be affected, and…she just works in a really raw and organic way and isn’t scared. And I think that the main thing for me when I first came to Calgary was like, I think you made a big ole mistake for bringing this little British girl from England—

–12:00—

Dom: –like, do they even know that I’m English? Um…so nervous that, you know, it just seemed like such a big leap for me. Um, and…as well, just, look I was in just a very different place than I am now just confidence wise and whatever, and she really promotes what, like, when on set, just like have no fear. And that is something that like also correlates into my own life, just in general. It’s so important, and I try so hard to just get rid of fear because it’s like, always the thing that holds us back, right? Every single person probably can relate to just being, like, scared, and theref–therefore you don’t do thing that you probably should do because you’re scared. And I think that that was the perfect thing she does in her acting when she just goes in and she just goes, ‘fuck it’. Oops!

Audience: *Applauds*

Dom: Sorry…

–13:00—

Dom: Yeah, but um, and I think that if we can all just adopt a little bit of that in real life as well, it just gets you a long way, right? So I think that that’s the main thing I’ve learned from her.

Kat: Well said.

Dom: Oh, thank you. Especially the part where I was going, ‘fu—’

*audience chatter*

Dom: Hello

Questioner 4: This is going to be the quickest and the silliest question of the entire thing.

Dom: Great

Questioner 4: Pickles…you love them or you hate them?

Dom: Can I just quickly say that did anyone know—okay this is gonna, right, probably a lot—

Kat: The quickest and the…

*Laughter*

Dom: Did anyone know, you know gherkins?

Audience: Yeah

Kat: No.

Dom: Did you know that they’re cucumbers? I only found that out like two days ago.

Kat: What?

Dom: A gherkin, you know, uh, what do you call it?

Audience: Pickles.

Kat: Oh, that’s a pickle? *to Dom* You call it a gherkin?

*Audience chatter*

Kat: Baby pickle? Yeah.

–14:00–

Dom: They’re cucumbers

Kat: Yeah, all pickles are cucumbers.

Dom: Baffling, you guys. I had no idea. Don’t know how long.

Kat: The big ones, the little ones, all of them. All cucumbers.

Dom: Cucumbers…Anyways, so that was not answering your question, but I was, I’m sorry, I thought everyone would be like, ‘What???’, and I was gonna be like, ‘Yeah!’, but no. Um…I…I’m gonna be in the middle. I sometimes like them, and I sometimes don’t.

Kat: Me too!

Dom: Oh really?

Kat: Mostly, I’m like…sometimes I’m really craving a pickle.

Dom: Oh yeah–*laughs*

Kat: But sometimes, I–*laughs*

Audience: *laughs*

Kat: Why you call it a pickle?

Dom: Yeah, like, in the mix, you know what I mean? Like only certain things, like back in the day we did cheese, not a cheese (??)

Kat: Oh, I was thinking the cheez-wiz, and my whole…

Dom: Ugh, no, you need (???) it. Cheddar, where granny’s from, get one little slab of cheddar.

Kat: Cracker?

*both laugh*

Kat: Sounds good.

Dom: *to questioner* What about you? Do you like pickles? Yeah? That’s good.

–15:00—

Questioner 5: Hi.

Kat: Hi.

Dom: Hello.

Questioner 5: Um, I think we all loved the story of Melanie’s improvisation with the rat smoothie. Um, do you have, do you remember any line, improvised line of yours, even if it didn’t make it to the final cut?

Dom: Oo, I don’t have a memory of any of that stuff. *to Kat* Do you?

Kat: Oh…I don’t…no, I don’t…It’s really hard to remember because often times it’s so off the cuff, and sometimes I’ve h–I don’t remember if it was written or not…But like, no, you know what I mean? Sometimes I can’t remember if that was something we adlibbed, or…

Dom: Mhm.

Kat: But Melanie does it quite a bit.

Dom: All the time.

Kat: Yeah.

Dom: It’s, like, constant. I don’t know how she does it, every time different.

Kat: Yeah

Dom: She just has like that brain that you know can think very quick. I’m not so quick.

Kat: Not as quick as you thought

Dom: As you can see.

–16:00–

Kat: Yeah.

Dom: Uh……..Um…

Host: Well just to expand on that, then, how about is there any scenes you shot that didn’t make it into the final cut that you wish did?

Dom: There…There was, oh, didn’t get shot, but there was a scene between, so you know, uh, in the alternate universe

*small child in audience makes a noise*

Dom: *mimics the noise* She’s like, um, at the end of the episode, ‘We’ve got a wedding to plan,’ to, to Jeremy. And there was a whole scene the next episode where they were like chatting over coffee–

Kat: Where they had the wedding?

Dom: No, no, no, chatting over coffee and discussing like wedding plans and stuff which was so cute.

Kat: With Jeremy?

Dom: Yeah, and Varun and I were so excited like, ‘Yes! This is going to be so much fun!’ And then it was like, and…cut. So, it was like, oh, so close.

Kat: There were scenes with—then again, I, I forget them because we don’t address them.

Dom: I also find that because, when, when I first started up last year, um…

–17:00—

Dom: I always thought it was amazing, how you just keep everything in, you really do it. And Emily was like are you mad? We cut stuff all the time. And I had, I could absolutely never tell.

Kat: Yeah.

Dom: Like, just cause it looks so good–

Kat: Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Dom: –that you just expect it to be, like, just how it was prepared. Hm…don’t know.

*Giggles*

Questioner 6: Hi, sorry, just bear with me for a minute. I…It’s a two-parter, okay? So like this year, I don’t know, but a lot of people kind of noticed that Waverly and Nicole shared like jewelry. Like, there was a necklace, a deer necklace that she had, that Waverly had in 1x12 that Nicole wore in 2x07. And then there was another one that Nicole wore in 2x08 that Waverly…

*Laughter*

Questioner 6: That um…

Nicole: Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Questioner 6: That Nicole wore, that, sorry, that Waverly wore in 1x02 and then 1x06.

–18:00—

Questioner 6: So, I was wondering if that was like in—you guys? Or was it just like the costume department just sort of—

Kat: Dropping the ball?

Questioner 6: Yeah

*Laughter*

Dom: You are very observant.

Kat: Did you notice…did you notice the rings, too?

Questioner 6: Yeah, I did.

Audience member: And the necklace.

Kat: And the necklace. It was another one. What did it look like again?

Questioner 6: It was the two, it was two.

Dom: The what?

Questioner 6: It had like this gold thing, a gold one.

Dom: Gold one.

Questioner 6: It was the one she wore at the baby shower. The pink–

Dom: Hm?

Questioner 6: It was the one she wore for the baby shower in the pink jacket.

*silence*

*laughter*

Kat: Well, my first thought was, ‘I was wearing a necklace?’

Questioner 6: Yeah, you were wearing it.

Kat: I’m gonna go look for that.

Questioner 6: Okay

Kat: No, but I think…I, I, I think they’re so on the ball that they—

Dom: *Scratches nose*

Kat: Do I have something on my nose?

Dom: Oh, no, no, I was…

Kat: Um, that they, I don’t think it’s a mistake.

Dom: Yeah.

Kat: I think one time with the rings…

Dom: I…yeah…

Kat: There might have–

Dom: Can we tell a story?

Kat: –been a mix up.

Dom: Yeah, there was (??)

Kat: Oh? Seriously? I genuinely…

–19:00–

Dom: So, one day, so at the beginning, they put out, um, *to Kat* was I not–

Kat: Well…

Dom: Now I’m nervous.

Kat: I might not know. Do tell…

Dom: The way it works, when you go to work is that when you wear a new outfit, so you’ve done the costume fittings already, so like we’ve picked out the things that we think we like, and we got like, some options that don’t get used, and like, you know, depending on the day and what the scene is and all that stuff. So it’s set in your room when you get in. So you go in, blah blah blah, you don’t *turns to Kat* I tell long stories.

Kat: It’s good. You’re very (???)

Dom: But then, there’s like a…kind of a jewelry box that opens up, and it’s got lots of different options that are in it. And you kind of, well, she lets me choose to match up my jewelry to see what I like. It is fun. And, uh…and one day, they had accidently put one of…

Kat: I didn’t know this.

–20:00–

Dom: Yeah, one, a ring that Nicole had worn. I said, ‘Oh, I love that. Lovely.’ And so I put it on, and she said, ‘Oh, shit, no, that’s not your ring.’ And I was like, ‘I think…I think…’ I just thought that it was a really cute idea that they had like matching, like kinda friendship rings, like you know what I mean? And it would be a thing. So I thought, and I, I was gonna take it off, but I actually thought, have we got a spare one? So that we could both have it in our wardrobes because I actually thought that would be a nice idea.

Kat: Yep.

Dom: That’s the story.

Audience: Aww

Questioner 7: Okay, so at DragonCon this year, you met a girl called Amy. And she gave you, she got you to give a groupchat called “Sudbury Itchies” a shoutout

Dom: Oh yeah!

Questioner 7: And I'm actually in that group chat along with--

Dom: Hello.

Questioner 7: Along with Libby, wherever—there she is, there. So I just wanted to let you know that we are actually, like, real people, so I like I’m gonna give you the names of everyone in the groupchat.

Dom: Whoa.

Questioner 7: Is that okay?

Dom: Yeah, do it.

–21:00–

Questioner 7: Okay, so there’s…there is Lief, there’s Amy, there’s Lily, there’s Molly, there’s Dakota, there’s Lindsey, there's Tatia, there’s Nora, there’s Chris, there’s Sage, there’s Pie (?), there’s (??), and there’s our newest member which is Anika, and there’s Julianna which actually owns the Screaming Goose. That’s—

*Both tilt their heads*

Audience: Laughs

Questioner 7: Amy told you about it? The Screaming Goose that Amy told you about? Yeah?

Dom: Yeah.

Questioner 7: I just wanted to let you guys know that we are--

Kat: *whispering to Dom*

Questioner 7: You know the Goose? Amy told you about the Goose? No? Okay, well, I just wanted to tell you guys that we are really, really grateful—

Both: Aww

Questioner 7: –for you guys. All these people are literally like my best friends and like my family, so it’s all down to you guys, that you brought all these 16 people together. So, I just really wanted to thank you.

Kat: That’s awesome.

Dom: Thank you so much. It’s not all down to you guys. It’s because you guys go out of your way and decide to—

Questioner 7: Oh, and there’s Tai. I forgot my friend, Tai.

–22:00–

Dom: It’s just…I’m always so happy to hear when people get together and stuff because like just so you have that fit in, you know what I mean? Like you’re going to meet amazing people, and I’m so glad to hear that…so good for you guys.

Kat: Awesome.

*Applause*

Questioner 8: Um, I was just wondering, your characters have inspired so many people here, I was just wondering how your characters have inspired you in your everyday life?

Dom: Be braver…be braver. Go with your heart. Always…I know it’s so silly, but…

Kat: I think, um, like just to care less of what people think. Stay, and stay true to who I am, and, and to not…not wo—I think as I get older, too, every year, I just care less in a good way. You know, I just, priorities, and what’s important. I think Nicole has a really good sense of what’s important, and really what’s not. Yeah.

–23:00–

*Applause*

Dom: *Whispers*

*Laughter*

Dom: You made it. I’m proud of you.

Kat: You regret taking that job, don’t you?

Mic Guy: I ain’t paid enough for this.

*Laughter*

Questioner 9: So my question’s for Dom. You have kissed the three girls on the show.

Audience: Woo!

Kat: True.

Questioner 9: Which I’m sure the majority of people in here also want to do. But the real question is, who was the best?

Kat: Nice.

Dom: Who do you think? Come on. That’s not even a shadow of a question for that *points to Kat*

Audience: *Cheers*

Dom: Of course…also, imagine if I was like, ‘Mel.’ That would’ve been (??).

Kat: Well, to be fair, those girls didn’t really get a chance. They were—

Dom: Yeah, to be fair, and like, we discussed this the other day, and it’s like, it…

*giggles*

Dom:…it’s very different when we kiss because we really got like—

–24:00—

Dom: –a knack for it now, you know what I mean? We’ve been practicing it. *mumbles* It’s easy. And the other two were like more of a peck, you know what I mean? They weren’t really like a…*pause*…a snog.

Questioner 10: Hi

Dom: Hello.

Questioner 10: First of all, I just want to say thank you for being so supportive of the lgbt community. It means a lot.

Audience: *Applause*

Questioner 10: My question is for both of you. How do you feel about having a fanbase that is like 99% female.

Kat: It is so great.

Dom: It’s like the best thing in the whole wide world.

Kat: Yeah.

Questioner 10: Do you find it strange?

Dom: Strange?

Questioner 10: Or did you expect it?

Dom: Um, I….had no idea—

–25:00—

Dom: –like hadn’t predicted who would watch our show to be completely honest with you. I thought it would be a really, really mixed bag. I’m extremely happy there are lots of women in here, and I think it just shows that we need more shows with strong female representation because everybody in this room is like, has the same view on it. It’s just like, thank god, finally, they’re writing these amazing, strong female characters. Um….it’s just great. *mumbles*…you know what I mean? It’s just always positive. Um…

Kat: Yeah–

Dom: Girl power.

Kat: –overwhelmingly positive.

Dom: Peace.

Kat: Yeah. It’s, and it’s a nice, it just feels safer in a way. Um…I have a lot of actresses who are very jealous.

Dom: Yes.

Kat: They’re like, ‘it’s not fair!’ I just think, um…I, I-I also want to say on this, um, kind of note, I think it’s so important as—

–26:00—

Kat: –we’ve seen this huge turn in media towards female dominated, this huge push in Canada, especially, to get female writing, females directing, and I think, I think too it’s really important that we never…alienate men in that way. Because I think, it’s just this side note that I just decided I wanted to bring in the world, but I feel like if we’re gonna move forward with our, um, progressing more women on screen, more diversity on screen, we have to include everyone in the conversation, because I think it’s about, it’s about creating a dialogue and understanding of, you know, my life experience may be different than yours, but let me share it so that you understand and I understand where you’re coming from, and I think, I think that we can’t risk, I think it’s important for us all to remember that making female dominated stuff does not mean excluding half of our population either. I think if we’re going to make progress, we need to keep the discussion open.

Dom: Yeah.

Kat: Does that make sense?

Audience: Yes

–27:00–

Dom: And I always love it when you got guys that come to the shows because like, you’re the real heroes because you’re the ones supporting these wonderful women. They really are the ones that make…

Kat: Yes. They’re awesome feminists, and I love that.

Dom: Recruit more guys.

Kat: Yeah.

Host: Alright, so we have to get wrapped up, guys. I’ve got one more question for you.

Kat: *mumbles*

Host: I know, but especially with the (??)

Kat: I know, I’m sorry—

Host: But um, just about the, as we all know, during The 100, there was a recent quite controversial death. Um, and then you guys came out and basically said, ‘we will not be another lesbian killed by a bullet.’ Did you guys sit down, did you have a writers room kind of conversation about how important it was for you to kinda step into that role, and be the focus of that kind of attention?

Both: Nope.

Host: Or was it just really, like blindsided.

Kat: No, what happened, *to Dom* sorry, did you–

Dom: No, you go.

Kat: What happened was we shot that scene with Willa at the end of ep, uh, season one, and…I had no idea that that was going to be a thing—

–28:00—

Kat: –Um, I think we shot that scene before, no…the Lexa thing happened, but um…um…we shot that scene bef—*to Dom* it was before something big happened. It was written before–*to audience* Was there something else?

Audience: It was written before Lexa.

Dom: It was…

Kat: It was, it was before.

Dom: It was.

Kat: Okay, so it was written before Lexa.

Dom: But…obviously, I mean Emily was aware of the trope.

Kat: Emily, yeah, Emily was super aware.

Dom: But we, we put our hands up to say that this has taught us so much. Like we genuinely at the beginning, didn’t really understand the true importance of this relationship for so many people. And we just, we just cared outside of that, do you know what I mean? Just like as people, you know? So we wanted to do it with respect always, to make sure it was a beautiful relationship, and all of those things, and then, yeah, like you said, that came out afterwards—

–29:00—

Dom: –And Emily was like, oh god…because, well, I mean, yeah, it was just a part of her wonderful story telling. It wasn’t anything that was meant for that.

Host: Fantastic. Thanks for that, guys. Thanks everyone for coming out. We’re now moving on to the meet and greet with you guys.

Kat: Great.

Host: Yeah, and then after that, lunch, so…thanks for coming, everyone.

*applause*

#wayhaught #earpercon #nicole haught #waverly earp #dominique provost chalkley #katherine barrell #wynonna earp

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Ayyy, thanks!

music asks!

This is pretty long so I’mma put it under a cut lmao

1. Name your top three favorite songs.

o fuckUhhhHello Nurse - A Sound of ThunderUnwelcome - Arsis#3 kinda changes constantly, but right now it’s Vodka - Korpiklaani because that’s what I’m in the mood for at the moment lmao

2. Do you have a favorite band?

It’s currently Arsis but I dunnoooo, Inferi’s making it’s way up there lmao

3. What are you top five bands?

Arsis, Inferi, A Sound of Thunder, Eluveitie, and number 5 rotates too often to pin one down lmao usually either Alestorm, Korpiklaani, or Fleshgod Apocalypse though

4. Favorite album cover?

Arsis - Unwelcome

5. What’s an album that you prefer to listen straight through instead of shuffled?

Inferi - End of an EraEither that or Arsis’ Unwelcome just because it’s got a couple songs that fade into each other and I fucking LOVE when songs do that, but like the title still goes to Inferi just because I always skip I Share In Shame lmao

6. Do you listen to music for the instruments or the lyrics?

Instruments

7. What’s your favorite song to sing along to?

Either The Duncan Hills Coffee Jingle because it’s silly and fun, or some weird Raubtier stuff because it’s harder to tell I’m damn near tone-deaf when it comes to singing because I’m too busy butchering the Swedish phrases

OH ALSO Man the Pumps - Alestorm! I love the way the lyrics are written so it’s really fun to sing along to

… Also like 95% of Ye Banished Privateers music for the same reason lmao

What can I say I love singing the songs of the sea lmao

8. What’s your guilty pleasure band?

Aside from like, 90% of the Crypt of the Necrodancer soundtrack? Uh, just like, eurobeat in general lmao

9. Is there a song you love that you don’t think many people would like?

I mean I listen to like, hard death metal primarily, so like, all of it lmao

10. Is there a song that everybody loves that you don’t love?

Tbh I’m not a fan of that Leage of Legends Kpop thing lmaoLike don’t get me wrong the animation in the video is fucking fantastic but the song itself just isn’t my cup of tea¯\_(ツ)_/¯

11. What’s the oldest song you remember listening to?

Probably either The Offspring - Staring at the Sun or Rammstein - Du HastThey were both songs my dad really liked when I was a kid (and still does, as far as I know) and honestly some of my oldest memories are of him and I jamming out to them(Either that or like, everything on that one Great Big Sea cassette my grandmother had, that was my fucking jam when I was a kid)

12. What’s your favorite era of music?

This one, by virtue of that we can always listen to music from the past, but not the music in the future. Not yet, at leastThat and Inferi wasn’t around in the 80′s/90′s, so

13. Favorite instrument?

God, where to begin?Probably guitar, but I’m biased lmaoThat said, I absolutely love like, every instrument that existsLike bass is really fun to play, and saxophone is just fuckin rad all the timePiano’s also really fun to play, as well as an excellent tool for writing and such and justI dunno, instruments are cool lmao

14. Do you play any instruments?

Yeah, I play Piano, Guitar, Bass (not like, well, but), and I occasionally pretend I can do vocals lmao

15. Have you ever written a song?

MaybeI dunno maybe start a band with me and find out [Well What Is It Gesture]

16. Do you have a preference of male or female singers?

No preference

17. Do you listen more to sad or happy music?

Uhhh does angry count as sad?I kid but honestly just really happy hyped up folk metal is good shit lmao

18. What’s your go-to song when you want to pump yourself up?

That’s like, my entire music collection lmaoHowever Hello Nurse - A Sound of Thunder is probably one of my bestThough like, I’m lowkey embarassed of it since I’m not fond of the lyrics but it’s definitely one of those songs I’ll be dancin’ to like thirty seconds max in lmao

19. Favorite “long” song (more than 5 minutes)?

Man the Pumps - Alestorm??? I guess?? I’m not sure lmao I don’t really keep track

20. Favorite “short” song (less than 3 minutes)?

The Duncan Hills Coffee Jingle, Hands down.

21. What’s a song you don’t see yourself ever getting tired of?

Hello Nurse - A Sound of ThunderIt’s just really hype and I fucking LOVE the piano/guitar solo, it’s so good dude

22. When you’re sad, do you prefer to listen to sad music or happy music?

Sad, if I’m sad and listen to happy music, it’ll just make that music make me sad when I don’t want to be

23. Favorite female singer?

Nina Osegueda!

24. Do you listen to music when you do homework housework?

Yes

25. Are you able to read and listen to music at the same time?

Yeah

26. Do you listen to music to fall asleep?

No90% of the time I get too into it and I can’t sleep as a result lmao

27. If you listen to music to fall asleep, what do you listen to?

My uh, my usual Calm-Down Playlist For Getting Over Panic Attacks contains a lot of Wintersun, Blind Guardian, and that one Lost Horizon song so like, if I did it’d probably be that lmao

28. What music platform do you listen to music on the most?

Youtube

29. How often do you listen to music?

Daily? Would be like, constantly if I had headphones I wasn’t afraid of breaking lmao

30. What’s a song you used to love but now cannot stand to listen to?

Literally everything I used to listen to in 8th grade

31. Is there a song that’s too emotional for you to listen to?

Breathe - MoonspellThough like, that may have something to do with me being in the middle of a massive depressive episode when I first discovered it lmao

Either that or the aforementioned Song I Will Never Name

32. Do you have a shared favorite song with a best friend or partner?

Not that I know of?

33. Do you listen to records? CDs? Or just streaming?

Mostly streaming since I’m fucking poor, but like, I try to buy the CD’s of my favourite albums, or ones that I really want lmao

34. How many songs do you know all the lyrics to?

A bunch? I dunno like half the songs I know the lyrics to I completely forgot I know the lyrics to until it starts playing and I sing along lmao

35. Do you like to sing along to the music you listen to?

I’m doing so currently, but like, in general? NoAt least not when there’s anyone else around lmao

36. What was your childhood song?

Aside from like, That Which Will Not Be Named (meaning like, there’s a song that I will never tell anyone the name of, not an actual song with that as its title) Probably Staring at the Sun - OffspringOr like, a lot of Offspring songs lmao, I don’t remember most of their titles, it’s been a while

37. What was your childhood band/artist?

Kinda depends? Like really young childhood, Great Big Sea, but for the little-older-than-that childhood, Probably OffspringI’m not gonna mention the time in-between those since that point was The Band That Produced The Song I Shall Not NameOr like, from The Point In Childhood Where Everything Went Wrong With My Life And It Was Completely My Own Stupid Fault, like Skrillex or something, but let’s all, myself included, collectively forget about that ok

38. What’s a song that has inspired you?

hhhhh

I mean it was Deicide - Homage for Satan that initially inspired me to start learning more like, soloing techniques? Since like, the solo for that song damn near made me transcend reality. Shame the rest of the song isn’t very good though lmao

39. What is your favorite song lyric?

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

40. Do you listen to classical music?

Yeah

41. If you listen to classical music, who is your favorite composer?

Uhhhh prolly Edvard Grieg I guess

42. Do you listen to jazz?

On occasion

43. What’s a song that reminds you of your best friend or partner?

The Vision Bleak - Demon of the MireSince like, it was my partner who introduced me to it lmao

44. What’s a song that reminds you of your parents?

Literally anything by Sublime will remind me a little of my dad, and literally anything by Tori Amos will remind me of my mum lmao

45. What was your favorite concert?

Bold of you to assume I can remember the only one I’ve ever been to

46. What’s a band you have always wanted to see perform?

fuck

All of them

I dunno probably Rammstein, I’ve heard their live shows are pretty insane but I’m also like, not the least flammable person on earth so y’know that’s a maybe lmao

47. How many concerts have you been to?

1.5? I remember I made it out to a Great Big Sea concert way back in like, elementary school, but I was too young to actually remember it lmao

Aside from that I got to see some dude named Andrew fucking SHRED a gig at a local place, I don’t think that counts but Andrew, dude, if you’re out there, you fucking killed it

48. Do you like attending concerts?

Bold of you to assume I have the money for that

49. What’s your favorite setting for a concert?

¯\_( 😥 )_/¯

Thanks for the ask!

#Thanks!#asks #anon

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tranxendance · 6 years ago

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End of 2018 Anime recs

I watched a lot of anime this year. I mean a LOT of anime to the point where I had to cut a lot of them out to watch later. It has easily been the best year for anime I’ve ever seen, though there were a few notable stinkers. Out of the ones i’ve watched, or given the 3-episode test to, I’ve liked 100% of them, so if you respect my taste in anime at all, here’s what I would recommend you watch, having consumed all of these at least in some part. In no particular order, I give you the list below the cut.

Hinamatsuri (Full watch) - I went in looking for a comedy, I came out completely in love with this show’s character design and story. It remains really funny, but has a heart in a way I didn’t expect.

Devilman Crybaby (3-episode test) - I already knew the plot and where this one was going from the manga so I just gave this one the 3 episode test and, yeah, it’s really good. Grim and dark and gruesome and I love it. Will be finishing this one out eventually just to see the wonderful animation work that has been put into it.

Wotakoi/Love is difficult for otaku (3-episode test) - I don’t usually go in on romance anime, and I think this one is from a light novel, and I avoid those even harder as a rule, but this one’s concept sounded pretty good. I’d like to see where this one goes, or if it completely ends up predictably.

Aggretsuko (Full watch) - I watched this in the original subtitles before it came to Netflix (or maybe they were pirate subtitles? I don’t remember) but this is the year it became popular. It’s weird that this goofy red panda that loves heavy metal is the most relatable character to me out of almost any anime protagonist of recent memory. Along with Wotakoi, this has one of the rare ‘adult romance’ stories, as well as being funny as hell.

Jojo’s Bizzare Adventure part 5 (Ongoing) - I will continue to reccommend every part of Jojos because even if this part isn’t for you, there might be another part coming up that is more your cup of tea. Not to mention, David Productions knocks it out of the park with adapting Araki’s artstyle in a way I never would’ve thought possible before Part 1 began. The anime-original additional scenes also add a lot to the story, and I can’t wait to see where this one goes next.

Skull-faced Bookseller Honda/Gaikotsu Shotenin Honda-san (Partial completion) - I’m going to go and finish watching the remaining few episodes of this after I complete this list. To anyone who’s ever worked in Retail, the struggles of Honda-san are way, way too real. Not to mention, you know that all of this really happened to a real person as it’s autobiographical.

Cells at work/Hataraku Saibou (Full watch) - I mean...I could say ‘just refer to my Cells At Work saved my life’ post if you want a rec on this one. It’s amazing, educational, good gore, great character design, and personally significant to me, what more could I possibly say than that?

Goblin Slayer (Full watch) - I have lots of thoughts on this one that I will elaborate on in a later review post, but I also kind of want to hold off until season 2 happens. I’m not sure. If you can get past the first episode, which is admittedly kind of rough to watch (I’m getting a little queasy thinking about it) there’s some excellent gore, an interesting story and theming, and it will go places you don’t expect, no matter WHAT you expect. Dismemberment/maiming and rape scenes are in this, so make sure you can handle that before you go in.

Golden Kamuy Season 2 (Full watch) - I can reccommend this one to you if you like Westerns, Period Drama, Comedy...gay porn, I dunno, it’s got something for just about everybody. Character design is off the charts, the story continually breaks and repairs my heart, comedic beats never ‘miss’ for me. I have never read the manga but I’m sorely tempted to see where the story goes next before season 3 drops.

Yuru Camp/Laid Back Camp (3-episode test) - Okay, seriously though, I hate moe`. I think it’s a trash genre meant to sell to the lowest common denominator. And I fucking LOVED Yuru camp. It plays out almost like an educational anime, with a voice-over that comes in to explain camping and bushcraft techniques. I’d say the cute girls are incidental, but they’re characters in their own right, and they read as actual friends. Not lesbian-bait ‘friends’ either. It’s hard to say who it’s for, other than me, who likes camping, but maybe otaku who are interested in camping? People who love cute girls in pastoral scenes? Something like that.

Boku no Hero Academia/My Hero Academy season 3 (Full watch) - I’ve been calling this ‘Naruto without all the stuff that makes me hate Naruto’ or ‘Western comics done better’ or ‘Western comics from a Japanese creator’s experience’ and i’m not sure which one is more accurate yet. Everyone already knows this one, knows how good it is, storywise, character design wise, and animationwise, as Studio Bones always seems to know exactly where to put the money and where to save on it. This is one that’s probably actively better than the manga because the voice acting and animation lends new emotion to the characters beyond what could possibly be on the page. Still if you are trying to avoid or ignore one of the biggest shonen series of recent years, I hope my first three statements will convince you to try it.

A Place Further Than The Universe (3-Episode test) - I wasn’t sure what to expect from this one, because of the zany-sounding premise. A trip to antarctica? How bizzare! But i’m actually eager to see where things go, as this seems awfully grounded and ‘normal’ so far.

Honorable Mentions: Aka the ‘I didn’t watch it but I kind of regret it’ category.

Megalo Box: I ignored this one initially because it sounded like it was completely disrespecting the sport of boxing, but then had the plot synopsis told to me and now i’m regretting that decision, and I want to go back to it.

Zombieland Saga: I categorically ignore any idol anime, especially when it seems to have a really stupid gimmick to it, but then the whole Lily thing appeared and I kinda have to see it now, I guess.

So that’s it for 2018! Maybe the best year for anime ever, but now we have 2019 to look forward to, and I hope my expectations are broken so by next year I wonder how I thought 2018 was the best!

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rhnuzlocke · 8 years ago

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Episode 13: A Storm Is Threatening

Badges: 5 Pokemon: 13 Deaths: 1

Party: Tāraki, Akahata, Ao, Kōtai, Roma, Pohaku

Scene 1:

[Ren has her entire team out in the pal park in Mauville. They all gather around for Ren’s big announcement. Most of them look at least a little worried about what she will say, except for Roma and Pohaku, who seem perfectly content in their respective water balls.]

Ren: Alright, gang. I’ve been thinking very long and hard about what I want do with my life, just like you asked, and I hope you’ve been thinking about what you want as well. I know I’ve done nothing but worry you for the past month or so, and I’m really sorry about that. It’s just been one thing after another and it was a lot to put you all through. But the good news is I’ve finally decided what I want to do… I’m going to take on the Pokemon League, the whole challenge. [While the reactions vary, the general surprise of her audience is evident.] I’m going to try and do what otosan never could and become the Champion. [Putenga and some of the others are grinning.] No matter how bad things get, or how hard I am on myself, training and battling with you gals is far and away my favorite thing in this whole crazy world. [She starts to tear up a little.] I love you and I know now I could never give this up, no matter how much I kind of want to sometimes. I want to help you all reach your goals and be the best that you can be. And I want to be the best and strongest trainer I can be, from now until I die. How does that sound? [Tāraki looks ready to burst into tears from sheer joy.] Oh, tiger…

[Tāraki rushes her and swoops her up in his arms. He squeezes the wind right out of her lungs and she squeezes him back until she gasps for air. He sets her down and they continue to hug at a more reasonable level of pressure. Ao and Akahata step forward and rub against her legs and soon all thirteen of her pokemon are piling on top of her nuzzling and hugging and stroking her. She laughs with joy at the total outpouring of support, even from her less touchy-feely pokemon. After a few minutes of reveling in it she begins to bat them all away so she can breathe. She looks over them all, a big smile on her face and they all smile back at her.]

Ren: Now, I realize that this kind of challenge may not be everyone’s cup of tea. The training alone is going to be grueling, not to mention the League battles and, Arceus forbid, if I run afoul of Magma again. Bottom line, I would never want to force that on anyone, but if you think you’re up to it, I’d be honored to have any and all of you come along. Of course, only six of you would be fighting the Elite Four and Steven, but that doesn’t mean support wouldn’t be appreciated. Even if you don’t really want to be a battler and want to help in some other way, that’s fine. You all are my family, and you’ll always be my family no matter what you choose, okay? [All nod.] Well, I know Tāraki wants to come. [He nods vigorously.] It’s always kinda been his dream after all. But what about the rest of you? What do you want to do?

[Kōtai is the first to step forward.]

Kōtai: Luv, being a champion has been my dream ever since I was a pup. I can’t wait to kick some League ass!

Māia: I like the sound of that! I’m in.

Pohaku: I love battling! And we’ll travel and get to see even more crazy stuff I don’t remember! It’ll be the best!

Kata: Sounds like fun. Count me in!

Ao: [She and Akahata step forward.] We’re with you, Ren! You made us strong and I know now we can get even stronger! With you maybe we can even beat the League!

Akahata: We’re with you to the end.

Mele: [glancing at Ao] I don’t want to leave either. I know I’m not much of a battler, but I could still sing for you all or help in some other way.

Ren: Of course Mele. I’d be happy to have you.

Panahi: Well, someone has too keep an eye on you and I guess that means I’m coming too.

Ren: Happy to have you on board, you old softie. [She smiles, but then doubt flickers over her face.] Are you two sure though? I absolutely don’t mind having you around even if you never fight another match, but are you sure that’s what you want?

Panahi: We love you, honey.

Mele: Yeah, and I for one don’t want to go back to the wild. This is a far better life.

Panahi: Here here!

Ren: Okay. [looking around and smiling] What about the rest of you?

Hauoro: I think I want to go back to the mountain. You’ve helped me so much, given me so much. I think it’s time I paid it forward.

Ren: Oh, look at you, all grown up. I’m gonna miss you, Oro. [They hug.] You take care of them, okay? And you get someone to call me if you ever need anything.

Hauoro: I will.

[Ikki flutters forward.]

Ikki: I’ve always wanted to raise a family of my own and I think I’m finally ready to try. You and Aka and Ao are right. Doing what you love and getting what you want isn’t always easy, or even possible, but it’s worth fighting for. And I’m stronger now, in so many ways, so I’m going to do my best.

Ren: Come here! [Ikki zips up to her and Ren hugs her.] I’m so proud of you, little bug. You’re going to be a wonderful mother. I’ll come and visit sometime. I don’t want to miss out on all of the adorable surskit you’re going to have.

[They part and Ikki zips back into the group. There is only one pokemon left who hasn’t said anything.]

Ren: Putenga, are you coming?

Putenga: Actually, I think I have some unfinished business in the forest.

Ren: [clearly shocked] Wha? O-okay. So you want to go back to the Petalburg woods then?

Putenga: It wasn’t an easy decision, but yeah, that’s about the size of it.

Ren: Hey, no. That’s totally okay. I’ll miss you a lot though. It won’t be easy to whip this lot into shape without you there, drill queen… [They hug too.] Do you want me to take you all back? We can—

Hauoro: [smiling] No, Ren.

Putenga: We want you to keep moving forward.

Ikki: We’ll travel together. That way it will be totally safe.

Putenga: Yeah. We’re all going in basically the same direction anyway. Besides, we don’t have anything to worry about from wilds anymore. You made sure of that.

Ren: Thank you gals. You're the best.

Ikki, Putenga & Hauoro: We know.

Ren: I could transfer you back to the reserve and have Prof. Birch release you from there if that would be easier.

Ikki: That sounds perfect Ren.

Ren: Okay, but before anyone goes anywhere, I have a little surprise for you all.

Kata: Oooh, I love surprises!

Ren: We are all gonna have one last team day where we do whatever you all want as long as it's in or around Mauville somewhere.

Tāraki: Woohoo!

Ren: And I want to take some pictures to remember you all by and sort of commemorate things.

Kata: Aww!

Putenga: That's precious!

Panahi: [exasperated] Girls!

Kata: No, I like it. I'll even man the camera. That way we can get one shot of everybody and—

Ren: Oh, no no no. This going to be a super professional photo shoot. I've already rented out a studio with a full costume wardrobe and hired a photographer for a whole day.

Māia: They have that here?

Ren: Just one of this city's many ridiculous amenities.

Panahi: A full costume wardrobe, you say?

Ren: Oh, and a makeup artist. You'll love it. So that's what we are doing for the rest of today. I'm sure there will be plenty of down time, and I want you to use it to think about what you'd like to do for our super-fun-team-day tomorrow. Sound good?

All: Aye, captain!

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