#IC journalist

[this-is-krikkit]

viktor: wait... how do you say in english the takatakatakataka? journalists: *confused stares* yurio: *facepalms* yuuri, trying so hard not to laugh: helicopter

[iruludavare]

Tell us, Champion! How is it, trying to tame the Mad Dog of Unova? Are you in danger? Has he hurt you too?

Anonymously send me asks as a tabloid journalist || Accepting

          "...Who? I don't know anyone with that sort of title, I'm afraid..."

          "Oh, wait... Oh, I see. If are talking about my boyfriend of two years, then... that's a bit of a rude title to give someone, don't you agree? I don't think anyone deserves to be called something anything along those lines..."

          "Touya has been nothing but kind to me. I appreciate you worrying about my safety, and I know we're... quite private when it comes to our relationship, but I do not think I can name many others who have treated me with as much love and consideration as he does. From the moment we met, he's always made sure I felt safe. And, personally... I would never stay with someone who was placing me in danger or hurting me. Even if I loved them."

          "I didn't have to 'tame' him— you do not do that to anyone. And if all you know of him is anger and violence... It makes me wonder how the people you have gotten those stories from have been acting towards him, or if they harassed him until he, like any other person, reached their breaking point. It makes me worry that maybe the media focuses only when his worst moments, because an embellished, negative sells better than than him existing as a person like you or me."

[theupfish]

[pluresque]

eden fraser:

born in halifax, nova scotia to a professor of philosophy and a professor of english literature.

moved to san francisco to pursue a journalism degree, not wanting to be overshadowed by their parents' careers and relationships on-campus at home. attending berkeley's j-school.

came out as nonbinary in 12th grade, to support at home. underwent gender-affirming surgery in the summer between first and second year of university.

currently producing a multimedia investigative documentary into the disappearances of over a hundred queer men from the san francisco area in the early 1970s, as part of their senior project.

looks like this.

[compacflt]

i totally see mav or ice on cnn going viral over some throwaway comment about eachother

literally their worst nightmare

in the parallel universe where my ice is a real guy he just sat bolt upright in bed in a cold sweat

[dennisrockingfuntime]

do you have any misa misa fic recs?

THANAK YOU FOR THIS VALORIOUS REQUEST.

I must begin my summary review with You Look Best In My Mind. Yes, yes I am aware of its popularity and the common nature of this praise, but it is not without being earned! Truly one of the best characterizations of Amane Misa I have ever read in fan content. I am one to acknowledge my rather controversial take on her character, so it is a breath of glamorous air when content aligns with my correct depiction. The progression of Misa coming to terms with the unrequited and codependent foundation in which she's built her life, only to make strides to fix it but coming just short..... I must take a knee......

While just as astute a character study, my second submission has a more taboo air surrounding its aura... The Divine Within, the x Reader fic for generations to come.... Words cannot describe the epitome of its galvanizing and life altering gospel... It is as if this unsurpassed novelist dipped their toes into the pool of the divine, only to come back with marvel. While I may not delve into the nature of my psyche, the strengths, weaknesses, and struggles of Reader some people could certainly find comfort and honor within.... Excellent and stunning work. Although, the Light slander, I could have done without.....

While it is not a work of fanned fiction, I believe this speaks for itself. I pray that you will report back to me with your thoughts following the complete of this artistic venture....

I cannot express how deeply my gratitude flows,.... Thank you for this request... Reporter Dan, signing out.

[wanderingguest]

+ @therebetterbepie sent: "are you watching me sleep?"the morning after / accepting

Caught.

Of course, she'd been caught. Pitfalls of sleeping next to the most paranoid man on the planet. Okay, maybe that was being dramatic, but it wasn't entirely untrue. The biggest problem was how to answer that question. Anna wasn't going to tell the whole truth. That was something she wasn't in the mood to confront, the idea that one day she was going to wake up and he was going to be gone forever. Hell, it was an idea she probably wasn't ever going to confront. Best to just tell some of the truth and they could both move on.

"You remember the bloody shit I had to sew up last night?" She did. There was a time that sort of thing would have made her shudder, that time was long past. "Gotta make sure you keep on breathing, don't I?"

Weak excuse? Of course, it was. They both knew it. They also both knew they would leave it right there. "You hungry now that you're not comatose? Might have burned the bacon a little, but the pancakes are safe."

[ask-the-boogeyman]

@insidious-journalist ask cont;;

To find Danny once again within his territory has him questioning many things. One of them being, why he was tied up in the basement of one of the houses, and the second? Who tied him up. He had killed this man earlier, he gave him a merciful death and yet here he is, giftwrapped like an offering to slaughter. It’s almost laughable, it’s genuinely funny in his eyes, yet the Shape makes no motion to untie the man. No, instead, as the other sinks into the chair, he turns and leaves the room. It takes several minutes of walking, to go into the kitchen, collect the sandwiches as well as the thermos, and finally return.

There is a couch with a teddy bear directly across from the other killer and that is where he is sitting now. His old bones sag against the couch cushions and he casually lifts up part of his mask, revealing a bullet wound in his right cheek, as well as the left half of his face being burned. His grey scruff stands out the most but the lift does not go past the bridge of his nose. 

With the mask moved, he unpacks the sandwich, and begins to eat. 

Yes, he is spitefully eating the offered food, in front of the man he just recently killed and who had even gave him the food. He isn’t even going to kill him, he simply is showing that despite his age? He can still be as petty as the youngsters running about. He may also be using Danny’s knees as a leg rest, for further spiting.

[facesofthefog]

[progeniterror]

NANCY ( @nancewheelr ) asked ❛ why did you bring me here? ❜

He looks at her incredulous for a moment as his closes the door behind them. Yeah he has a REPUTATION and sure it's GENUINE but he's not planning to do ANYTHING. She's just some annoying kid snooping around. She's barely older than his eldest daughter and probably about as big as her. Unless she's another fanatic or secretly Nancy Drew he doesn't have a reason to kill her.

"Relax kid, you're fine. I'd prefer you don't ask my guys all this—" He gestures vaguely. "—crap. They don't know anything. If you're so desperate to know about the murders just pick up Gale's book or listen to one of those shitty TRUE CRIME PODCASTS that loves to beat it to death. It's about as good as you're going to GET."

random dialogue starters | accepting.

[manufactoredxbyxdesign]

"If you can find me in RPD you'll win a prize. You got lucky last time." - with love, @insidious-journalist

“Danny…

The only prize inside the RDP is me.”

[journalspirits]

@@skytired

 “Rookie... we need a quick story.” 

It seems the funds are a bit..low. 

[greaseonmymouth]

ETA: apropos mine tags

Christmas as a cultural icon is starting to get really dystopian in a climate sense, december has historically been a time of year in which there would be snow in a significant portion of europe and north america, and the fact that its not even icy this time of year and all the christmas songs and decorations reference a time of year that will likely never exist in the same way again in my life time is so strange.

[lethalitisms]

There's been a really terrible vibe with the letter V all of a sudden . . .

[wanderingguest]

+ @jigsawfcrged​ sent: ❛ An animal caught in a trap will gnaw off its own leg to escape. What will you do? ❜ for mark / from some meme somewhere / always accepting

A laugh is caught in her raw throat. There is pain, so much of it, but pain is something Anna has a close personal relationship with. Torture is an old friend, after all. Maybe she’ll die this time and, hell, that’s a small comfort. Especially when dealing with yet another man who thinks his brand of torture is something special.

“What do you think I should do? Bargain? Beg?” Shoulders shrug ever so slightly, pain working down her spine. “I’ve been here before. Well, not here, but I’ve done the torture thing.” There is blood drying on her chin and it itches. “Not gonna be chewing off my leg here, so...where does that leave us?”

[myuzucompendium]

Another Chance Encounter (Eri/Toshiro)

"Ah, this will be a big scoop for me." Eri spoke to herself out, looking at her phone. She was on the case of a Diet member who was currently being investigated for tax fraud. If she got all the details out on an article first, her viewership was going to skyrocket. And that made her have a big ol smirk on her face. Though, she was feeling a bit of pain in her messed up leg.

Despite all the physical therapy she had done and a surgery or two to fix things, it was still a bit too weak to walk around without a brace on it to keep it stabilized. She tried one time and she ended up on the floor with no way of getting herself back up. What an embarrassing way of having an ambulance ride to the hospital that was for sure.

She was about to head into the Shibuya station to head to the diet building, when she happened to see that Toshiro was in the area. What for? She didn't know, but seeing him in the flesh again made her cheeks brighten up, and a ray of sunshine to envelop her. Making her way over, slowly but surely, she waved and yelled his name. "Toshiro! Toshiro! It's so good to see you again! I'm not going to sprint to you and tackle hug you this time, I promise." At least age hadn't made her any less silly.

@shadowedresolve