#OOPS forgot to put the main tags before my talk. oh well!!

[mrfartpowered]

results from the October 15 Tuesday poll !! theresa was in last for a while there and I just wanna say. I’m SO glad ppl were like “yeah theresa can handle herself” bahahaha

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Goodbyes

So a little tidbit about me, I frequently have weird dreams and this imagine is the product of one involving a guy using a funny yet random pickup line on me mixed in with inspo from the adorable video of Mr. Evans reading the children’s book. Hope you guys like it! 😂

Pairing: Chris EvansxBlack Reader

⚠️: None💕!

“And so, Princess Jasmine and Prince Aladdin got married in the palace, with everyone in the city in attendance and lived happily ever after. The end,” Chris smiles closing the book.

“Another story please!,” your six year old daughter, Lori, asks lightly tugging her father’s arm beside her.

“I don’t know peanut, it’s already pass your bedtime and I don’t want you to get in trouble or miss your sleep.”

“Pleaseee??? Pretty please with cherries???”

Just like her mom, Chris was wrapped around his daughter’s finger so tight he’d probably try to buy the moon if she said she wanted it. And the moment she looked up at him with those big brown eyes, similar to yours, he felt his world stop and felt as if he was on cloud nine.

“Oh man, how could I say no to pretty please with cherries?,” he answers tickling her side and causing an eruption of giggles. “Ok one last story but then you have to go to bed.”

“Deal,” she said nodding her head before snuggling up closer to him while holding her tiger stuffed animal.

“Any requests? We haven’t read about Barbie in a while or Dr. Seuss?”

“Daddy how did you meet mommy?”

“Ohh that’s a good story! Let’s see it all started at a party uncle Mackie was having,” he started just as Lori’s room door opened to reveal you holding some of her freshly washed and folded clothes.

“Sorry, I don’t mean to interrupt story time. I’ll put these up and then be out of the way,” you smile, slightly holding up your hand to excuse yourself as you make your way to her wooden dresser.

“You can stay mommy! Daddy’s telling another story about how you met!,” she excitedly reveals sitting up in her bed before realizing exactly what she said. “Oops...”

“It’s ok sweetie, I’ll allow a two story night tonight since daddy’s back home,” you softly laugh watching her snuggle back into his side. “So what did I miss?”

“Nothing much, I just started,” Chris answers as you sit on the other side.

“So uncle Mackie was throwing a party and all our friends were there eating and playing games. We were standing in the kitchen talking when all of a sudden he looks towards the door and he gets so excited that his eyes go wide.”

Copying his expression, Lori giggles at the funny look on Chris’ face followed by one of her signature adorable snorts. “What was it daddy?!”

“I wondered the same thing! Then uncle Mackie jogged to the door and returned with the most beautiful, gorgeous, stunning woman I had ever seen, your mom,” he answers, smiling at you with those clear blue eyes that could always make your heart race.

“He told me how they were close friends from high school and I had to meet her and see for myself how amazing she was. So he brought her and auntie Sky into the kitchen since she came with her.”

“Auntie Sky was there too?!”

“Yep pretty much all your uncles and aunts were there! Mackie said that he wanted to throw the biggest party of all time,” you softly laugh remembering how excited he was the day he told you about it.

“Oh how did mommy look daddy?! Was she like a princess?”

“She was prettier than a princess! She had long braids with some over her shoulder and her outfit?! I wish you could’ve seen her peanut.”

“Did she have on a long dress?! With glitter and sparkles?!”

“No she didn’t have on a dress, but she had on a light blue flowy button up that was slightly tucked in with her jeans and white sneakers.”

“Yea love, my outfit was very casual and nothing like what a princess would wear. Daddy’s just being a tad dramatic.”

“Don’t listen to her Lori, mommy had all eyes on her as soon as she walked in. A few other guys there wanted to talk to her too.”

“I can imagine mommy, and you look really pretty!,” she smiles switching from her father’s side to yours.

“Aww thank you sweetie!”

“But you know what stood out the most to me about your mom? Her eyes. It’s like they lit up the room more than any lightbulb could from how bright they were, and hypnotized you so that you never wanted to look away from them.”

“Like in Aladdin?”

“Similar, but a good type of hypnotize that left me feeling warm and happy,” he smiles.

“So your uncle finally introduces us and I’ll admit I was nervous, but I tried to keep calm to not lose my chance. We talked and laughed the whole night until it was time to go. I asked for her number and gave her mine and then the rest is history,” he finishes, booping Lori on the nose and making her smile.

“Um Chris, you forgot about an important part,” you smirk, arms crossed in front of you. You knew why he didn’t want to share the part, but it was a vital piece of the story that needed to be said.

“Oh that small part isn’t important,” he nervously laughs moving to stand up before Lori pulled him back down to the bed.

“Mm I’d say it is,” you lightly laugh as your daughter turns her attention to you, anxiously waiting to hear what this other part is.

“So mommy and daddy talked for a while before uncle Mackie wanted to introduce me to other people there. He asked if it was ok to take my away for awhile and daddy said yes so we said goodbye.”

“As I was talking to another person, your dad decides to come up and he hugs me saying how he’s leaving so again, we say goodbye and I go back to my conversation. Of course there’s nothing weird about this, but he did it 4 more times whenever I was talking to other people!”

“Daddy that sounds weird!,” she giggles, Chris’s ears and neck becoming red from his impending embarrassment.

“I was trying to do something to stand out so mommy wouldn’t forget me.”

“And I can say it definitely worked,” you laugh. “Before I left I see him still hanging around so I go up to him and ask him why he told me bye so many times. His answer was that he wanted me to get so annoyed with him saying goodbye that I’d never want to to hear him say it to me again, thus he’d never be able to leave me.”

“I’ll admit it sounded better in my head than when I actually said it out loud,” he chuckles rubbing his hand over his buzzcut hair.

“Well although it might’ve been a weird idea, it worked because it made me laugh and we talked even more until we had to go. And that is the story of how your dad and I met,” you finish, looking down to see your daughter asleep and holding onto her tiger as she softly breathed in and out.

“At least she was awake for the main points,” Chris quietly chuckles, leaning down to kiss her cheek followed by you doing the same.

Walking out her room and making sure to softly close the door to not wake her, you laugh to yourself as Chris follows behind to your bedroom.

“What’s so funny? Still thinking of my dumb line?,” he smiles as he sits at the foot of the bed.

“Yea I’m laughing at the line, but mostly at what Mackie said before he introduced us.”

“He warned you I was gonna do something dumb didn’t he?,” he asks making you laugh even harder as you move to stand between his legs in front of him and wrap your arms around his neck.

“No, he actually told me to not be surprised if I met my husband that night and sure enough I did.”

Smiling with rosy cheeks, he stands up placing one of his strong arms around your waist before deeply kissing your lips.

“Also I was thinking of how everytime you say bye I immediately think of that night,” you laugh making Chris playfully roll his eyes as he brings you down on the bed with him.

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[uta-no-fakku-sama]

30 UtaPri Questions

I finally got around to doing this after being tagged so here we go :3

this is supposed to go on my main but i already saved the draft before i could do anything so oh well ;w;

Your Best Boy? Natsuki, but Cecil and Camus are not too far behind.

Your Least Favorite Boy? I don’t really have any; they’re all really nice.

A Character You Never Thought You Would Love as Much as You Do Now? Y-Yamato. . . There’s just something about him that makes me happy ÚwÙ

A Character You Can Relate to in Any Way? Otoya, I guess. I’m not exactly sure on how I should put it, though.

A Character That You Think Deserved More Love? Eiichi, definitely. I know he’s messed up a lot and I don’t agree with what he did, but it’s (not really but it’s there) simple to see he means well. I know what it’s like to do something I thought as good but ended up hurting someone else through it, which in turn hurt me. He had good intentions, but went with them the wrong way. I do understand why people feel so upset and angry towards him; in a way, he has been shown in a bad light. Then again, HEAVENS in general during their very first appearance in Season 2 were depicted to be like the main villains of the series. Then again, that’s probably just me overanalyzing again. Sorry for the rambling ;w:

A Character You Would Want as Your Partner/Lover? Haruka. Just Haruka. Let me smooch.

A Character You Would Want as Your Mentor/Senpai? Reiji! I mean, he’s Reiji. And maybe Cesshi. Or Masato. Maybe Camus if I’m allowed to make fun of him.

Your Favorite Ship? NatsuCam. Such a rare pair. Like, a really fucking rare pair. Most of the content for it is mine. Haha ;w;

A Character You Want to Cosplay/Have Already Cosplayed? I’d like to try Cesshi, but I don’t know if my skin’s dark enough for that so I don’t wanna risk any chances. An alternative may be Natsuki, but then I’d be a short kinda chubby-looking Natsuki. Kira’d be nice too though! But I’m probably a little too expressive for him;;; Nagi’d be a nice fit as well, I dunno :3

Favorite Side Character? I’m not really sure if Satsuki counts as a side character since he really only shows up during Natsuki-centered episodes. If not him, then Tomochika! She. Just she.

Your Favorite Solo Song? I found myself enjoying Cesshi’s solo songs a lot. Destiny Song really brings me in. Brand New Melody has a lil something to it that makes me really happy though. I don’t know what it is, but it gives me a nice feeling inside. I also really like SUKIxSUKI Hanamaru and Hatsukoi o Mata Hajimeyou!! Those are both really nice songs that make me feel really fluffy happy inside >w<! And Melting of Snow. And Hurrayx2 Dreamers. And there’s a lot of solo songs I like. Oops.

Your Favorite Duet Song? North Wind and SunShine. I just really like that song. Like, that was the duet song my mind really stuck onto when I first started playing SL. I got attached.

Your Favorite Trio Song? Kaleidoscope. When I watched the movie in theaters, that was the one I kinda got really hooked on;;;

Your Favorite Group Song? There’s Mirai Chizu and Maj LOVE 2000% and QUARTET NIGHT and Poison KISS and HEAVENS GATE and GIRAx2 SEVEN an—

Your Least Favorite Group Song? FORCE LIVE I guess?? I mean, the chorus is okay and stuff, but the other things in the song are just not really my taste. Like the beginning. The beginning just feels so eeeeehhh to me;;;

Your Favorite Singer? I think they’re all good how do choose favorite help—

Your Favorite Group/Trio/Duo? Favorite group is hard to choose; they all are good. Favorite trio is easily either the Kawaii Group or the White Chocolate Horse/Tea Party Group (Natsuki, Ren, and Camus). Favorite duo is also very easily the Royal Group.

Your Favorite Member of STARISH? Natsuki Shinomiya. Tsuki-chan. Ye. I love he. Cesshi’s also very close behind. He sweet. Beb. I also love he.

Your Favorite Member of QUARTET NIGHT? Camus. Used to be Reiji. Sorry, maracaboo. It all started when I got his My Only Prince UR (the first MOP card I got) which in turn made me go “I guess I’ll change Natsuki for him on my screen and then I tapped him and he go “high butler voice time hewwo mistwess uwu ^-^” and I went “holy shi—

Your Favorite Member of HEAVENS? Yamato!! I love him. I love his appearance. I love his clothing choices. I love his voice. I love his personality. I. Uh. Munscklez. Ha;;;;;;;;

Your Favorite Seiyuu/Voice Actor? Why do I have to choose one? I mean, unrelated but through their seiyuus and stuff I was able to find out Mamoru is in the Japanese dub of The Lorax and that put me through a fucking loop. Thanks, Mamo :3

Favorite Drama CD? Lycoris no Mori. Shit. That was. Made me remember that Vocaloid song The Wolf Who Fell in Love with Little Red Riding Hood. Also Black Hood Cesshi. Evil boi. Just doing evil spirit boi things. Kinda caused people to murder along the way but it’s okay because in the end he’s probably still dancing over their dead bodies in the woods. Also wolf Randolph Toki red-nosed bitch. Randolph sounds really close to Rudolph, don’tcha agree? And Blood Otoya. Or Brad Otoya. Or whatever. Who in their right mind thought Blood was a good name for a boi? Like, I know he has red hair and red eyes and a red hood and red blood an— Victor. Huntsman Ren. Ren with ponytail. H. That is all. H.

Your Favorite Shining Live Card? *slams hands on table* TEA. PARTY. UR. BOIS. Natsuki please come home soon ;-;

Your Favorite Song Beatmap? Any of the ones with slide notes. Like, a lot of them. Also just any really difficult song I somehow manage to FC on the first couple tries. Like I remember there was one song for an event I was playing in only to get more LP where there was like a fuck ton of notes. I forgot if if was 800 or 900, but there were a lot. And I managed to FC it first try. Haha whoops ;w;

Your Least Favorite Song Beatmap? Nothing really comes to mind except for the lower difficulty ones. When you play a lot of Pro songs, the lower ones just kinda get boring.

Black Dejavu or White Gravity? White Gravity definitely. I can’t believe Masato said “lol bye” and joined the Kawaii and Royal Groups. Also, Natsuki’s high notes. They told him to do it twice and he said “okay :D”. I know it has a more uniform(?) singing distribution and order, but that just personally fits me and my ears better :3

UtaPri Merch That You Own/Watch? I have a Prince Cat of Citron!! And a Natsuki face towel that came along with him. I wanna get either Lime or Aqua next, but I can’t choose who. Lime because second best boi, Aqua because third best boi and shipping reasons. Also, you ever follow accounts that have Prince Cats of different sizes and have them act out as if they’re like a lil family? I want that life. Like, there’s one I follow on Twitter with Rosso and Cielo and Iris and Arancia and Verde and a lil Aqua as their child and I adore them. They use emojis to represent who’s talking and the lil Aqua’s emoji is a lollipop it’s just so cute ;-;. . .

How did You Get into UtaPri? Shining Live. I saw that Klab had another idol rhythm game on the app store and went “Why not? I haven’t had one with guydols yet?” and look where we are now;;;

A Set Theme in Shining Live That You Want to See in the Future? I’ve been having a bunch of gacha set and event ideas on a note on my phone. Like street dancer, fairytales, zodiac, zookeeper, cyber, and seven deadly sins/four horsemen as gacha ideas (some I already made art concepts for;;;). And for events, I got carhop, first date kinda thing, and ice/figure skating. In short, I want a lot :3

Why Do You Love Your Best Boy? At first, it was because he adores cute things and I adore cute things and he’s cute so I adore him. After learning more about him, I do see more similarities between the two of us. The feeling of being betrayed and growing defensive because of it, his defense being Satsuki and mine is trying to use words to help me. The need to grow stronger to not be seen as a burden, to try and not rely and depend on others to fight our battles for us. There’s probably more I can dwell upon, but that’s all I can think about for now.

Tagging: I don’t know I’m sorry ;-;. . . Anyone who wants to do this can have the go ahead.

[qupshalfempty]

Hii can i get a scenario/headcannon for Smokescreen, where he meets the sarcastic and witty reader, he instantly likes her and even if the reader protests he already claimed him as jer guardian. The last part I want is, how really protective he is of her, elaborate on that part and write much of it. Really dive in deep of the protective thing, that'll make a smokescreen fan squeal.

I love Smokescreen so much… this accidentally turned into a one-shot, oops. This is the longest one I’ve written yet, so it’ll definitely be tagged as long reads lol.

TFP! Smokescreen With Sarcastic And Witty! Reader

Words: 2,160

“Hey!”

The very over joyous blue and white robot exclaimed. You cringed, feeling your ears pop from the loudness of his voice. You couldn’t hear him introduce himself, too busy digging your fingers in your ears, trying desperately to fix your hearing after his outburst. Damn, you hope you didn’t have to get used to this. Alien robots, some “base” in the middle of nowhere, screaming...

“-Smokescreen will be your guardian-”

I snapped towards the tall blue and red bot and gave him an incredulous look, forgetting about the ringing echoing in my head for a second. I cut him off from speaking further.

“Who?”

The loud bot from earlier gasped, “Me?!”

I gave an exasperated sigh, my shoulders slumping, letting everyone know how I felt within a mile radius.

‘Great…’

It’s already been a week and you had had enough. Smokescreen, as he had constantly made sure you’d known since you weren’t listening when you both first met, wouldn’t leave you alone for a second. Always watching, always two steps behind you and breathing down your neck. It was getting claustrophobic, and generally annoying. You even had to explain why you had to go to the bathroom by yourself. He blushed bright blue, before walking back to the main room completely embarrassed after that. Currently, he was making sure you had known his name, again.

“I heard you the 32nd time.”

I groaned out, followed by an eye roll. I just got the usual upbeat response.

“Just making sure, never know when you’ll get into trouble and need someone to call for help!”

“I don’t know, I could just say help?” He chuckled and scratched at the back of his helm.

“I’m also your guardian now, so we’re going to be around each other a lot more! We’ll need to know each other’s names.” He gave you a smile and turned away, strolling towards where Bumblebee stood.

“Don’t know why he had to walk all the way over there, from how loud he is he could’ve had a full out conversation from here…” You muttered. Walking up the stairs to the human area, you overheard some of his conversation with ‘Bee.

“-yep! I’ve got my eye on them! Don’t worry!”

‘Bee didn’t look too convinced from what I could see out of the corner of my eye, but he acted supportive all the same. Giving from what I could tell, positive beeps and whirls in response and giving him a reassuring pat on the back. Arcee was leaned against the wall nearby with her arms crossed, shaking her head.

‘Same.’ I thought sarcastically, ‘If this is the guy that’s supposed to be protecting me, I’ll be dead in a week.’

With all the others gone and only a couple robots around, it was the perfect time to relax doing what I wanted to do. Since I thought they’d think it boring or odd, I didn’t watch it when others were around. That and I usually followed and done whatever the other humans (Miko) wanted to do. I flopped onto the couch, grabbing the remote that almost fell in between the cushions and switching it on (favorite movie/show). I was on the main screen, about to press play before hearing loud metallic steps approaching behind me.

“Hey Y/N!”

I jumped, recognizing the loud voice behind me immediately. I turned from my seat on the couch, distracted from the TV I was watching, and slowly gave Smokescreen a deadpan look. And if you are wondering, yes he did talk to me a second ago, this is how it’s been all week.

“Just saw you sitting over here alone and-.. Thought I’d drop by…” He cut himself off after noticing the look I was giving him. And something so out of character for him, he looked defeated. Head hung low, eyes cast downward, and sighed.

“Look, I know I wouldn’t have been your first choice. But I’d like to get to know you, hang out and relax. Since I’m your guardian, you’re stuck with me.” He chuckled awkwardly, attempting a joke. Trying anything to be around me, he��s used this excuse three times now this week. He’s just never looked this pitiful. So I pitied him and gave him a half smile, an attempt to make him feel better. It seemed to bring back his confidence, if just for a second.

“So, what do ya say?”

He’d looked hopeful while watching for my reaction, like a puppy wanting approval from his owner. Although people could call me cold if they didn’t know me well enough, especially to know my jokes weren’t insults….. I’m not heartless.

“Sure.” I sighed out reluctantly, running a hand through my hair.

“Yes!” He fist pumped without another thought. “Wanna watch TV?”

“Sure.” I repeated, watching him try to contain his excitement as he turned towards the TV I was watching minutes ago before being loudly interrupted.

“What’chya watching?”

He asked nonchalantly, leaning over me to squint at the screen. His shoulder plate brushed against the top of my head, barely grazing the hair on my head. A chill ran up my spine at the contact. I completely forgot about my self indulgent show/movie I was watching before. My face flushed from embarrassment of what played on the screen and the contact, I hope he didn’t notice.

“Oh uh, just (favorite show/movie). I’ve watched it a couple times through now.”

He leaned back and lifted an eyebrow? Eye ridge? I was too busy hiding my blush from his view to figure it out or care.

“What’s it about?”

I then gave a brief explanation as to what the show was and what was currently happening in it, without giving spoilers when possible. No matter how much he begged to know.

“Wha- please! Now I gotta know!”

“Well, we could start from the beginning. If you have the time.”

“Yeah! Always got time to watch you-! I mean, watch it with you!”

“Uh huh, sure stalker.” I said slyly, without missing a beat. His faceplates turned blue, and he focused on the tv to try and shield his face from my view. I made no intention to let him know that I did in fact see, and I didn’t speak up about how there was nothing on the screen to even watch yet.

Throughout the entire show/movie, he’d sat still. Odd for him, since he can’t stand being bored, so I assumed he liked it. It reminds me of how he’s been trying to get to know me all week, I didn’t make an effort until now. In my defense, I was always following the humans and doing whatever they (Miko) wanted to do or was already doing, which was usually getting into trouble. So I never really had time at the base to do anything I wanted. And I had avoided Smokescreen until now so we didn’t speak enough to get to know each other either. I felt kinda bad, but whenever I had joked with him he didn’t know how to take it. At first he assumed I was insulting him, I guessed so when he flinched back the first time I tried being sarcastic. But that didn’t deter him. At all.

“What’s the main character doing? Why would they do that?!”

He snapped me out of my thoughts, I realized I wasn’t even watching the tv anymore and instead opted to watch his facial expressions instead. He was too busy staring at the TV screen to realize, thankfully.

“Oh uh.”

I finally turned my attention to the TV, trying to catch up and see if I could recognize this part. I explained everything from memory, up until the point on the screen anyway. We were getting to a cliffhanger, and he was already chewing on his non-existent nails. He stared intently at the screen, sitting on the edge of his seat if he was sitting, before gasping when the scene came up. I couldn’t stop myself from laughing. He looked away to see what I was laughing at, just to see I was looking in his direction. Putting it together, he turned back towards the TV. The blue blush from earlier making a second appearance today.

“I assume you like this?”

“...Shut up.” I laughed and he chuckled, not once offering to look away at the screen. He’d hoped to see what happened to the characters, but I’d already known so I didn’t bother paying much attention. I leaned back and got comfortable, arms set behind my head. It felt nice to sit and enjoy this moment.

The show/movie had ended, and we talked afterwards about it. Enjoying each other’s company for the first time this week. I tested a couple sarcastic comments about the character’s and he had laughed, taking them well. I think we’ll start to get along just fine after this.

Never mind. After sharing that moment, the next week was still full of him following after me like a puppy. And becoming much more careful around me, and making sure the others were careful around me as well. From the shocked faces of the others and the occasional raised eye ridge, I could tell this wasn’t his usual behavior. And the reprimands from Optimus proved my theory, he was usually the reckless one. Even worse than the “wreckers”, and that’s how they got their name. After getting scolded by Optimus, he became even more protective. Everybody noticed, and so did I. How could anyone not? But I didn’t say anything. I just dealt with it, not wanting to upset the bot more. Until now.

The humans were all gone, most of the robots as well. I was sitting on the couch watching another of my favorite shows/movies when Smokescreen walked up behind me. When I greeted him, I got no answer back from the usual hyperactive robot. With suspicion, I turned. He looked like a puppy with his tail between his legs. He had his head hung low, eyes cast downward. You could tell by the look on his face it still bothered him quite a bit that he messed up. I decided to speak up after he sighed for the 8th time in the 2 minutes he stood there.

“What’s wrong?”

“Huh?”

He looked up at that, not realizing how he was acting or how he looked. I gave a playful eye roll.

“Something’s wrong, what is it?”

“Just what happened the last cycle...”

I furrowed my brows in confusion, I’m going to assume he meant yesterday.

“That must suck.” Wow, good job Y/N. So comforting. He didn’t seem to notice my failure at comforting him. He just huffed.

“I knooooow.” His helm hit the railing, shoulders slumped over and arms hung limply at his sides. I couldn’t think of anything to say, I’m more of a listener than a comforter if you couldn’t tell. I tapped the couch with my fingers out of habit, thinking for a moment as to what to do or say.

“Wanna rant?”

“Do I!” He took the chance without a second thought. He brought his head up, leaning on his servo that was propped up on the railing. I turned, giving him my full attention. My arm propped up on the back of the couch, watching his facial expressions. He was very animated, talking with the servo that wasn’t keeping him up. He’d ranted for a couple or so minutes, talking so fast I couldn’t quite keep up. But I overheard one part that stuck out to me though.

“-so I just wanted to become the best guardian to try and prove that I can succeed at something! ��� I just want to help.”

He ended on that note, head hung low again. A pit sat at the bottom of my stomach, I hoped I didn’t add to his frustrations with how distant I acted in the beginning. I shook my head, deciding to try my best with the comforting part.

“This isn’t the usual Smokescreen I know, you’ve been a great guardian towards me. Some could argue a little too great.” He chuckled at that, looking away sheepishly after reflecting back on how he’s acted this past week. I kept going.

“Now, want to watch something, protector?”

I added that last nickname to try and uplift his spirits. It seemed to work, his helm turning a brilliant blue that could be seen from a mile away. He chuckled after the shock wore off, and gave me a half smile back before ruffling my hair with a single digit. The force of it, unknown to him, making my head go in the same direction as his servos. I missed the bright smile he sent my way, too busy swatting at his servo.

“Sure, girlie.”

“Ugh.. what’s with the nickname.”

“I heard it on the TV! What’s with my nickname?”

“...Nothing, you gonna watch this or not?”

“Yep!”

[mock-star-aq]

Supermonster Dinner Party: a Dragula fic.

Happy Holidays y'all! This is my fic for the @rpdrficexchange for Wolfie, aka Wolfie @thepastpresentandfutureofdrag !! I hope you like this darling! (For some reason I can't tag you in this?)

This is a weird cannon divergent style where they are their drag personas but dragula and drag race still happened, (if that makes sense) so make of that what you will.

Edit: Thanks to @hellobiqtchlasagna for helping me come up with the surprise at the end. I forgot to credit them in my rush to get my fic up and I feel bad😅

"Do you know anything about him?" Vander asked, pulling a batch of cookies out of the oven and sliding them onto a cooling rack. Biqtch was leaning against the wall, nursing a mixed drink.

"Just that he's Boulet approved, same as you." Biqtch drawled. " Swan actually told me to be nice, as if I would be mean to anyone who wasn't mean first, or a Republican." 

"You can be a bit crass at first. Drac told me to be mindful of not coming across too snooty, but she's one to speak." 

"Oop, I'm snitching! I'm going to tell her you said that!" 

"Oh, she knows, she makes fun of herself. And she would just brush it off. I can tease her a little since I know her relatively well." 

"Yeah that's fair, Lord knows they talk shit about us all the time in private."

"I'm pretty sure it's mostly good things, but yeah, they absolutely poke at our screwups with each other. " 

"Because they want the best from us, cause we're super monsters and all that." Biqtch pushed herself up from the wall, crossing over and rinsing out her cup to use again later. 

"And also because we have to work together from now on, so we have to be at least cordial to each other." Vander said, pulling out her phone to check the time. "He should be here anytime now. I told him 6, and it's 5:55." 

Just as Vander stopped speaking, the doorbell rang. 

"Speak of the devil, that should be him." Vander motioned for Biqtch to follow her as she went to the door, smoothing out some wrinkles from Biqtch's shirt before opening the door wide. 

"Hi, nice to finally meet you! Landon, right?" 

"Yup, Landon Cider. Nice to meet you too." He affirmed, holding a hot bag. Vander waved him inside and relieved him of his dish, allowing him to hang his coat up as Biqtch closed the door. 

"Nice to finally meet you, I'm Biqtch Pudding, and that's Vander Von Odd. You're hot as shit." Biqtch introduced herself, leaning against the wall as Landon took off his outerwear. The most prominent thing about him was how chiseled he was, even his face. The Boulets weren't ones to choose supermonsters based on conventional standards of beauty, but Landon was certainly very attractive. 

"Ah yes, you two are infamous. The first two supermonsters!" Landon smiled, slightly blushing at Biqtch's remark.

"I hope our fearsome reputation precedes us." Biqtch flexed, her arm about half the size of Landon's. 

"Landon, does this need to be warmed up at all?" Vander asked, holding up a casserole dish from the hot bag, interrupting before Biqtch could embarrass herself more. 

"Maybe? I pulled it out of the oven before I left, so it should still be warm." He crossed over and took off the top, holding his hand over what appeared to be a lasagna. "Oh it's fine. It probably needs to cool down a little actually. Biqtch, I know you're a vegetarian, so this is just cheese." 

"Yasss thanks doll!" Biqtch cheered. "What do you want to drink?" Biqtch led Landon over to Vander's drink cart as Vander pulled together the last little bits of the meal and set the table. She put the basket of rolls down as Landon and Biqtch came back, and Landon immediately put his drink down to help Vander put the last few things on the table. 

"Thanks babe." Vander said as they all sat down at the table and started serving food. It was quiet for the first few minutes while they ate, but then Vander started asking Landon questions, since the main point of the dinner was to get to know him. 

"So tell us about yourself Landon, where are you from, what do you do outside of doing performing .."

"Are you single?" Biqtch interjected. And Landon chuckled before responding. 

"Well, I'm from Long Beach, and I have a Hispanic background. I am happily married, sorry Biqtch." He apologized, and Biqtch pretended to be upset, pouting and snapping her fingers before sitting up and shoving his shoulder, indicating that she was joking. 

"We fucked like the all of the drag race winners do when they win but neither one of us liked it, so she was hoping to get a second chance." Vander explained, and Landon spit out his drink. 

"And you know that HOW?!" He spluttered as Biqtch clapped him on his back. 

"Sasha told me. She doesn't love the tradition, but I have a feeling she'll change her tune if Shea wins an allstar season." 

"So they haven't fucked?" 

"Oh no, they have. And they'll take any excuse to fuck. They're just rarely in the same place at the same time anymore. Trust me, Sasha's an open book once you get to know her well enough. So are most of the other RuGirls. Several of the other winners have offered to include us in the tradition, but unfortunately that probably ends with you. At least the sex part, most of them would probably be willing to makeout with you or cuddle with you." 

"Fine by me!" Landon declared, wiping his brow. And they all started laughing. 

"Yeah, we all saw you make out with Evah!" Vander teased, and Biqtch hooted appreciatively. 

"Neither of you can talk!" Landon retorted, and they all started laughing harder. "Biqtch is a dick pig and Vander handled a pup during her final floor show. Hypocrites, both of you!" He wheezed out, clutching his stomach with one hand while pointing with the other. 

"Look at the pot calling the kettle black!" Biqtch screeched. 

The rest of the night dissolved into hysterics, scream laughing at each other so loud it was a wonder they didn't get a noise complaint. The food was barely touched and cold, but no one cared. 

"I was inside so I couldn't see, but you could just hear her screaming! FUCK THE BIG PICTURE CLINT!!!" 

"That's better than Loris's temper tantrum. "NoT tOnIgHt!" 

"Well we didn't have any fun catchphrases like y'all did!"

"Bitch the fuck you mean? Everything that came out of Disasterina's mouth was fucking iconic! "Attention human males? She's murdering my pussy?" You just gotta think!" 

"Ooh ooh! I know! "You're just a trigger happy alcoholic that's what I said bitch you gotta pop a xanax every 10 fucking minutes!" That's the closest thing  Dragula has to the sugar daddy speech so far!"  

"Ok, you both are right. What can I say? I just a dummy ass thick Biqtch." She joked, standing up slightly to twerk slightly to the amusement of Vander and Landon, who laughed even harder.

The doorbell rang, interrupting their laughter. Vander got up to answer it, and came back carrying a white box, slightly damp from the snow. 

"What is that?" Biqtch asked as she and Landon got up and walked over to the counter where Vander sat it down. 

"No idea, but it's addressed to me and it's from a really nice bakery." Vander replied, cutting the string tied around the box off with a pair of scissors and opening the box. All of their jaws dropped as the lid fell back and revealed what was inside. Biqtch came to her senses first, hunching over laughing and clutching the counter. Vander covered her mouth and started wheezing as Landon chuckled and pinching his forehead as if he couldn't believe his eyes. 

"That is not what I think it is." 

"It is." Vander and Biqtch said in unison. Biqtch pulled out her phone and took a picture, still laughing. 

"I'm sending this to her right now. It's so lifelike, and I should know, I stared at her mug for weeks!" Vander laughed, kneeling to get a better look. 

"Did she send it?" Landon asked, taking out his own phone to take a picture. Vander plucked up an envelope that was beside the cake and opened it, laughing harder when she read it. 

" It's from the Boulets." She wheezed. 

" Happy Holidays uglies. Hope you don't mind if Meatball crashes your supermonster dinner party. We truly are proud of you all. XOXO. Dracmorda and Swanthula."

"Swan wrote that." Biqtch said, looking over Vander's shoulder. "Drac has chicken scratch." 

"Ooh! I'm snitching!" Vander mocked, and Biqtch doubled over again while Landon laughed in a confused way. 

"So who wants to do the honors of cutting Meatball's head and seeing what flavor her brain is?" 

"Landon should do it, welcome to the family bro. " Biqtch said. Vander nodded and handed Landon a knife, which he took. 

"Alright, cheers Meatball." Landon said as he sunk the knife into the cake shaped like her head and cut away a piece. 

"It looks like Red Velvet." Vander said as she held out a plate for Landon to put the cake piece on. 

"That's clever as fuck!" Biqtch smiled, watching as Landon cut the next piece. 

"Now I know how the Boulets feel, this is a powerful feeling, slicing someone up." 

"Oh he's definitely one of us!" Biqtch cheered, high fiving Vander. Biqtch high fived Landon as Vander's phone went off and she unlocked it. 

"Swan's glad to hear we got it and Meatball sent a bunch of grave emojis." 

"That tracks." Biqtch said as Vander put her phone away and went to grab wine glasses and a bottle, uncorking it and handing them all a glass of red wine.

"A toast." She said as she held up her glass. "To the Boulets, to Dragula, to good food and good times, and to the supermonsters, past, reigning, and future. Cheers." 

"Cheers!" Biqtch and Landon echoed. And they all drank. 

"Now let's go eat our cold food and our Meatball head cake." Vander directed. "This is a dinner party after all." 

"A holiday dinner party! Where's the mistletoe?" Biqtch joked.

"I am not kissing you again! Once was enough!" 

"Spoil sport. Landon will make out with me, won't you Landon?" 

"Umm, we'll talk. " 

"That wasn't a no!" 

Landon rolled his eyes and laughed at Biqtch's perseverance and Vander's apologetic face. This family was strange and weird and unconventional, but he loved it and wouldn't have it any other way.

[hcwlingccmmandcs]

So Right

Modern Day!AU

(Gif Not Mine)

Pairing: Modern!Bucky x Reader (No specified gender, either. Yay!)

Word Count: 1.6K (It was meant to be a drabble... oops, I guess...)

Warnings: There’s mild swearing, I think? Buck being a dork.

A/N: I totally forgot I had this. I wrote it a couple weeks ago, after I entered the 1K AU Writing Challenge hosted by the amazing @itsbuckysworld. Congrats, doll! I’m so happy for you! You deserve all of it! My prompt was “Kiss Cam moment but this is our first date” and I think I hit it right on the head (but maybe not because I got super wordy with leading up to it what we all wanted to happen. Anyways, I hope y’all like it. 

Tags: Just tagging a couple mutuals and other blogs I follow and look up to because I don’t know who wants to be on my permanent taglist yet... @buckyforbreakfast @borkingbarnes @cravingmarvel @captain-ariel-barnes @captainrogerss @bionic-buckyb @bucky-plums-barnes (If you want to be tagged in everything I write, please let me know! Conversely, if you want to stop being tagged, let me know as well.)

You never pegged Bucky to be a baseball fan. He was this dark mysterious guy from the apartment above you, and always wearing something made of leather or denim. His tattoos were daunting, to say the least.

But you couldn’t lie. All of that didn’t deter you from wanting to know him more. If anything, the stark contrast between his appearance and his personality was something you couldn’t get out of your head, nor could your head wrap around it.

His dark, slicked back hair and his choice of fashion reminded you strongly of the 1950s greaser style, but he had a bit of a modern twist. Tattoos crawling up his left arm and scattered over his chest, an extra piercing or two in his ears, his fixation with his hair, none of those screamed ‘baseball fanatic’ to you.

But there he was, sporting a (tight, might you add) white Brooklyn Cyclones baseball-style shirt with red three-quarter sleeves and a dark blue Cyclones cap. That’s right, the ‘bad boy’ traded in his distressed denim jacket for a hat. You’ve never seen him wear a hat before in all the time you’ve been living under him.

“You like what you see?” he chuckled, noticing you weren’t answering his previous question because you were ogling him. Your eyes blew wide and you awkwardly coughed.

“Wh-what?” you asked, feeling your body heating up out of embarrassment. He just smiled that same award-winning grin he always had around you.

“I asked if you were ready to go. Are you?” he repeated himself politely. No conversation with Bucky had ever been anything but polite and maybe a bit flirty.

“Oh uh... Yeah. I’m ready,” you tell him before stepping out of your little apartment to lock it up. “I just didn’t expect you to wear that…”

“Wear this? Doll, we’re going to a baseball game. Why wouldn’t I wear this?”

“To be honest, I didn’t think you owned anything other than your usual style.”

To that, he let out a loud laugh. “Dollface, there’s a lot of things you don’t know about me,” he says, casually but ever so gently sliding his right hand into your left. You swore his eyes sparkled when you let your fingers tangle with his. “But that’s what dates are supposed to help with, right? Getting to know each other better?” You nodded a little bit, letting him lead you down the flights of stairs to the parking lot.

“Who’s driving?” you asked him, seeing his sleek black and red Harley Davidson motorcycle parked next to your crappy, hand-me-down, mid-size sedan. He shrugged, looking down at you with a fond expression. “I don’t mind driving.” He nods, slowly letting go of your hand to stand at the passenger’s side door. Your hand aches at the loss of his touch, but you try to ignore it as you get into the driver’s seat and start up the engine.

The entire ride to the stadium was filled with the two of you talking about Bucky’s secret obsession with baseball. He told you all about how his grandpa used to take him and his sister to the Cyclones games when his mom was working on the weekends, and a couple of the antics they got up to at the stadium. When you two weren’t talking, the radio would fill the silence, but that wasn’t very often. Bucky gave you directions on where the best spot to park was, and once you shut off the car, Bucky nearly squealed.

“What? I’m excited!” he defended himself when you snorted.

“I can tell.”

“Oh shush. Let’s get inside.” And with that, he slipped his hand back into yours as you walked towards the entrance. You almost sighed in relief and the feeling of his hand in yours, but were too busy watching him get more and more giddy the closer you got to your destination.

After you got your tickets scanned and Bucky dragged you through the turnstiles, you were finally inside the stadium. People flooded the entire place, enough to make your breath hitch for the first time that night. Bucky noticed, and gently pulled his hand away from yours to drape his entire arm around your shoulders. The weight of him against you, and the heat radiating off of him, was enough to let you breathe again. You quietly thanked him, but he just smiled and told you it was no problem, along with calling you doll.

He led you to your seats, keeping you close to him and leaning his head closer to yours. He didn’t speak more that a few words like ‘this way’, ‘excuse us’, or ‘up there’. Once you sat down together, he held both of your hands again, letting you adjust to everything around you. When you did, you let yourself lean into him, your head resting gently on his shoulder. He smiled brightly at you.

“Are you hungry? Thirsty?” he asked. You could only nod. “Good. Stay here, yeah? I’ll go get us some food.” After you nodded again and lifted off of his shoulder, he patted your hands softly before heading back down to the main concourse for concessions.

While he was away, you let yourself study your surroundings. Groups of adults, all with beers in their hands, laughed together as they waited for the game to start. Little kids sat with their parents or other guardians eating soft pretzels or nachos or those little balls of ice cream. Nearly everyone was wearing red or blue, with the same logo on Bucky’s shirt and hat. With all the different pieces of Cyclones wearable merchandise all around you, you felt a little out of place.

“What’s wrong, sugar?” Bucky asked, suddenly appearing next to you with his arms full of food and soda bottles. He must’ve seen the look on your face.

“It’s nothing, Buck. Here, let me help,” you tell him, reaching up and taking a bottle of cola and a paper boat from his grasp. He sits next to you, setting his own soda down and placing a boat of nachos between his thigh and yours. He gives you one long look before pointing down to your boat of food.

“I just got us the special. And nachos to share,” he says. “I hope you’re okay with that. I didn’t really know what you liked, but I-”

“Bucky,” you stop him from continuing to ramble, putting your hand on his forearm. “It’s perfect. Thank you.” He smiles at you, leaning into you slightly before digging into his food.

If you thought just riding in a car with Bucky was cute, eating hotdogs and cheese-covered tortilla chips with him was downright adorable. He’d get mustard or ketchup or cheese on his chin or cheek with nearly every bite. You’d, of course, giggle at this, reaching over with a napkin and wiping his face. His stubbly cheeks darkened the first time you did it, but then he just seemed to be doing it on purpose after that so you would touch him again. When you pouted playfully at him because he took the chip you were going for, he almost ate it, before feeding it to you with that damn smirk he does all the time.

You probably looked like the sappiest couple in the whole stadium, but did you care? Not really. Were you even a couple? Not yet.

When people shrouded in more Cyclones gear sat on your other side, after you two were done eating, you nearly frowned. Now you just looked like a sore thumb in a sea of reds and blues.

Bucky, noticing your mouth twitch a little, pulled the cap off his head and put it on yours. His chocolate hair was a mess, but he didn't seem to mind once he saw that hat on your head. You looked at him, shocked and confused for a moment, until you saw him smiling at you the way you’d always wanted to be smiled at.

“Keep it,” he blurted, his eyes flicking to the hat before meeting yours again.

“What? Buck-”

“Keep the hat. It looks better on you, anyways,” he tells you, gently tapping the bill of it.

“Thank you,” was all you could say before a voice announced the game was starting. Your date smiled at you with that same longing smile for a moment before turning away to watch the game.

You had to admit, being at the baseball game with Bucky was pretty amazing. Whenever something big happened, he would jump to his feet in excitement or in anger, either clapping loudly or swearing out the umpire. Whenever you didn’t quite understand what happened, he would lean in close to you and explain it to you.

The game had just finished it’s eighth inning, and the announcer was talking animatedly through the speaker system. A live feed of the crowd appeared on the large screen behind the outfield, with pink and red hearts framing the visual. The words ‘Kiss Cam’ were shouted my the announcer and everyone around you clapped.

The first couple chosen was a little older, but obviously older than both you and Bucky. They shared a quick but sweet peck. The second couple was a young girl standing next to the mascot, who got down on their knees to get a peck on the cheek from the girl. Everyone aww’d for that one.

The third couple appeared on the screen, and you took a second to register that it was your face staring back at you. Bucky looked at you with a smile, tilting his head in silent question.

Ever the gentleman…

You could barely nod and Bucky gingerly cupped your face in his hands before his lips landed softly on top of yours.

You nearly melted into his warm touch, your hands resting on his chest as he kissed you. There was applause all around you, but you didn’t register it. In that moment, it was only you and Bucky.

He pulled away, smiling like a complete dork and chuckling.

“Wow…” you exhaled.

“Wow is right, doll. So right.”

[fluidityandgiggles]

Sleep Is For The Weak - Chapter 3

Previous Chapters: Prologue, Chapter 1, Last Chapter

Notes (I guess): This chapter was a nightmare to write but I’m just so happy I finished it. It also touches some subjects that will come up again in the future, for the sake of letting everyone process the events. I’ve experienced grief and it’s going to take a long time before this particular subject could be discussed again. See yourselves warned.

Again, credit to @broadwaytheanimatedseries for screaming at me to write this, and to @whatwashernameagain for Keep Him Safe, and also a tiny tiny lil bit to @anony-phangirl and @asleepybisexual for their general support and for being such great sports about me annoying them with my ideas… (oops).

(I’m trying to find a way to write my notes, so bear with me until I find a way that will stick. This will do for now.)

(KHS) Tag List (sort of): @em-be-lievable, @ultimate-queen-of-fandoms2, @adoratato, @supremestoverlord, @royallyanxious, @madly-handsome, @hanramz-the-fander, @the-incedible-sulk, @poisonedapples, @virge-of-a-breakdown, @winglessnymph, @princeanxious, @smokeyrutilequartz, @im-bad-at-life (if any of you could tag the rest, please do! I’m improving my memory from day to day, but… yeah…)

Tag list: @bunny222, @ab-artist, @secretlyanxiouspersona, @your-username-is-unavailable, @virgilcrofters

Trigger warning: period appropriate transphobia (the early 00s were not exactly trans-friendly). This chapter also includes discussion of two rather tragic (in my opinion) real-life events, and very few mentions of food.

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"Today, we're going to do things a bit differently."

Saturday, October 12th, 2002

"Raise your hand if the idea of coming out, even if you're already out, terrifies the living hell out of you."

Almost all hands flew up.

"Raise your hand if you understand the dangers of staying closeted too."

Pretty much everyone took their hands down. Only very few stayed.

"Last week," India said after a long breath, "we lost… the community lost one of our own. We… we lost someone to hate crime." She lowered her hand. Remy was almost in pain, seeing her try to talk about it. She called him last night, asking him if it's not going to be too much for him (and if so, she has another thing planned). "Gwen Araujo was seventeen when she died because she was outed as transgender in a party."

"Wasn't this released, like, two days ago?"

"Yes, and that's why I want to talk to you about this. Just… excuse me. I wrote it all down… it’s kind of a tough subject..."

It took India a minute to settle her voice, and another couple seconds to fumble with some papers. "I'll bet you all remember where you were when the World Trade Center fell in September eleventh last year." The room fell into silence. "I'll also bet none of you remember where you were on new year's eve in 1993."

Remy knew exactly where this was going.

"It could be because you were nine years old, which is the case for some of us, or you were already in bed by ten. I know my parents insisted that I'd go to bed by ten that night for a couple reasons. But on December thirty-first, 1993, we lost another member of the community. His story was turned into an Oscar-winning movie, but l can assure you none of you remember where you were when Brandon Teena was murdered for being born a girl."

The chatter was back. Remy could isolate some of the comments. Not most, just some. And it hurt. The ones he managed to isolate were not good, but one was much louder than the other.

"Can you really compare the murder of thousands to the death of just one person?"

"No I can't. But what you fail to realize here is that I'm not comparing anything here. I'm just trying to bring up a subject—"

"And you're using the tragedy of others to—"

"I lost family in September eleventh. I'm well aware of the tragedy. I'm also aware of the fact that transgender people are killed at ridiculous rates and this is something we should discuss!"

The silence after that was incredibly unbearable. India was close to tears, and Remy… as much as he wanted to go hug her, he couldn't.

It was that painful.

"Today's topic was supposed to be discrimination and hate," Remy heard someone shouting into the air - one of the juniors probably. "We do this conversation every year. Please listen to what the poor girl has to say. She's only volunteering to do this, on top of—"

"That's okay, Chris. I don't need an advocate."

It was going to be a long meeting, and Remy was not looking forward to it.

—

"I'm sorry I didn't speak today."

"You did alright. Sometimes doing nothing is a good thing."

India was incredibly frustrated when they finally got to Kirkland House. Remy insisted on going with her, to make sure that nothing else happened. She called him a gentleman for doing that.

It was sweet of her.

She ranted a bit about a guy who lived on the same floor as her (Jared Kushner or something) who was a dick to her and tried flirting with her girlfriend all the time, she told him that she applied to get a master's degree in forensics at Georgetown after graduation, and then they reached Kirkland House.

"You can get back to Harvard Yard from here, right?"

"Of course. Who do you think I am?"

India kissed his cheek and waved goodbye, and went into Kirkland House. And then Remy was alone. Well, not entirely, he still had to go back to Weld Hall and call his dad, but…

He was alone.

The yard wasn't as crowded as it was earlier and the weather was cooling down considerably, the leaves were changing… Harvard Yard was a beautiful place in the fall, Remy learned quickly enough.

He had very little time to process his thoughts when he was almost tackled to the ground by a tiny blonde kid almost running in the direction of the exit. Aka, the main road.

"How is it that when we're outside of class we keep running into each other in the weirdest ways?"

"That's less weird than how my grandparents met," Emile said, breathless.

"Not what I said, babe."

"No, really! My grandpa was coming back to Amsterdam from London just as my grandma was on her way to London straight out of Auschwitz, and—"

"Can we keep this story for another time?"

"...sure." Emile gave Remy a half-smile. "So… I kinda have to go to Party City. I need to stock up for Halloween."

"Didn't you go there two weeks ago?"

"Yes, but they didn't have this one thing I really needed, and I kinda forgot a couple other things, so they told me they'd call when they got that thing they didn't have, so I'm going to pick it up!" He was… incredibly jumpy today. It was rather endearing. "You wanna come? We can go get pizza."

"What thing are you missing, exactly?"

"A wig! I'm gonna be Kim Possible."

He was so excited… Remy started feeling bad for being this confused.

"...what?"

"Kim Possible! Don't you— you know what, it's okay if you don't know. It only came out in June anyway." The half-smile turned into a full, bright one. He was adorable. "So, you wanna come with me?"

...well, he had nothing better to do for now.

"Sure, sunshine. But I need to get my wallet and phone first."

"Yay! Anyway, so Kim Possible is this show, it's on the Disney Channel but trust me it's not that bad… "

—

Emile was growing on Remy more and more each day. And… he may have started getting interested in Kim Possible after going out for pizza with him. The never ending energy was growing on him in a way. It was impossible not to like his enthusiasm, and…

Yeah, he was starting to grow on Remy.

"So, now, lucky that I'm vegetarian, right?" Emile said as he took his third slice of pizza. "So at least I have some sort of excuse, at least according to my aunt, but we just keep having to explain to them what kosher means and—"

"Are we still talking about your sister, Emile?"

"What?"

"We were talking about your sister and then you started talking about… well…"

"Oh! Yeah, sorry!"

"Please stop apologizing. You're not doing anything wrong."

"Right. Umm… so… Doctor Gilliam suggested I might want to get evaluated at the psych clinic sometime soon," Emile mumbled, straightening his glasses. Slightly more closed off. Making Remy feel real guilty. "I don't… I don't know why, but he said I might want to."

"And you're just gonna take him up on that?"

"Yeah? No? I don't know. I'm only sixteen, honestly, I'm gonna have to talk to my parents about this."

Sixteen?!

"Yeah, I thought I told you!"

...shit. He spoke out loud. Shit.

"I'll be seventeen in December. But… never mind. Do you think I should listen to him? About the evaluation?"

"I have, like… no idea."

The way back to Cambridge was full of even more chatter about everything and nothing, and Remy couldn't put in a word. Not that it mattered anyway. Emile was interesting.

Remy gave his input whenever he could, but he would much rather listen to Emile talk. He had an adorable voice

—

"You didn't call me last week, kiddo. Found yourself a guy?"

"Dad, please…"

"Do you think you're going to take her up on that offer?"

"Dad, daddy, papa, David, any normal person when answering the phone would ask how are you doing. Not if you hooked up with a guy or if you're going to babysit your sisters who you've never met just because your bitch of a woman who birthed you asked you to."

"When have we ever done anything normal, Remy?"

"Well… true. But no, I'm not going to take her up on that offer. I don't really care, to be honest."

"They're your sisters."

"And so is India but you don't see me trying to—"

"You haven't told me much about her, kid."

"Well… she's not doing okay lately. Did you see the news? About that girl in California?"

"Edward Araujo?"

"Gwen."

"Right. Sorry. It's just… the news."

"It's okay. But… India is losing it over this case. And honestly… I get her. It's terrifying to see someone of your kin just…"

"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. But really, did you hook up with anyone?"

"Nah. Dad, I'm eighteen. I'm not you."

"Hey, your mom got pregnant with you because of this one time when we were seniors when she had an empty house this one week in December and threw away my condoms when I tried to—"

"Dad, that's disgusting and please don't bring this up ever again."

"Got it. But anyway?"

"...there's a guy in my major, his name is Emile—"

"You gonna ask him out?"

"Dad, no! He's sixteen."

"And he's a psychology major?!"

"I asked myself the same question. But yes. He is."

"Well, I mean… he's within the appropriate age range for you. I guess."

"...what is it about I don't want a relationship at this stage of my life didn't you hear?"

"You're eighteen, Remy! One day you're gonna find someone and—"

"That's the thing. I'm eighteen. I have many more years ahead of me."

"Okay. Whatever you say. Any other boys I should know about? Girls, too, if you're into them now?"

"Just… this one guy. His name is Chris, he's a bit older… I don't know. Should I really be talking to you about this? You're my dad!"

"Am I not allowed to be interested in my son's love life anymore?"

"You weren't this interested in it when I was in high school."

A long sigh. "Remy…"

"I know you're worried, Dad. Believe me, I do. But I'm doing just fine! Rashida has dance parties every Wednesday for some reason so we bond over that, Lucy is basically just my map to going everywhere, we haven't hung out that much, Sammy is being a cutie all the time and Katherine is obsessed with everything. She really likes Emile's bunny for some reason and keeps talking about how her niece and nephew would absolutely love it. Her niece is two years old! I just…"

"Sounds to me like you're making friends."

"Well… yesterday I went with Emile to Party City. I don't know what I'm doing for Halloween this year, but…"

"What was that you just said?"

"If all goes right, I'll be Jack Skellington. But I don't have a backup."

"What would you need a backup for? You'll do great!"

"So, how's your girlfriend?"

"Eh, I don't know. Elaine isn't… that… you know."

"I'm sure she's absolutely lovely."

"Yeah, so was I. Can't wait for you to meet her."

"Can't wait either."

"...are you sure you don't want to babysit Linda's girls?"

"Dad!"

"Just asking!"

[fairyqueennerd]

NALU Prompt 2- Sanctum

Lucy was the heir and now the head of Heartfilia company, her workplace was her sanctum, she believed work is worship.

During her childhood she hated the time when her dad would neglect her for work, especially the time she lost her mother and needed him the most but, he was always with his work.

Now, everything was sorted that time both was confused he didn't know how to handle her, plus she looked exactly like her mother and it made him much more upset and he worked so hard, trying to forget her mother.

When she joined the company she learned what huge responsibility she had taken over and to full fill them she worked hard very hard.

Her cabin was like a holy place, every thing was organised and she worked with discipline and at the end of the day she had a satisfaction and inner peace. Everything was in place except for the newly joined Mechanic- Natsu Dragneel.

Natsu was very different in appearance and as a person, he was very sweet and understanding, a mixing personality, he had pink hairs with black eyes which held intensity while doing the work and mischievous when talking to her. He wore the uniform given to them with his shirt mostly half out, first two buttons open to have a peak at his beautiful abs and a bit messy hair Lucy wouldn't allow it though she thought how hot he looked that way.

"…and he said 'Fuck! did you really just eat fire.' His expression was priceless."

Natsu was again narrating some of his adventure but the big mistake was it was during work time.

"And where do you think you are standing Mr. Dragneel?"

"Oops! Did you miss anything wanna hear it again Luce!"

"It's Lucy" she hissed "And for you it's Boss" she said but she would be lying if she said she did not like it when he called her Luce.

"Ppfft yes boss." He put his arm around her shoulder and took her towards her cabin, this little action made her blush but she swatted his arm away.

"Haha! Come on Luce, loosen up."

"oh! I will when you work rather than wasting time chit chatting." She said and rushed towards her cabin to calm down her speeding heart rate.

Lucy had to work much harder than before, they had to meet a deadline. All her employees were working their ass off and so she was but the difference was they were working in two shifts while she was there full day, during the last few days she didn't even go home.

Finally it was done, she cheered along with her employees who worked so hard for the company and promised them for a bonus and had them a day off. Everyone left except her cuz the client asked for a urgent document to be mailed and she was held up for the next two hours.

"Lucy. Lucy." Some one whispered in her ear while a hand was patting on her head.

"Huh! " She opened her eyes slowly to see that she was in her cabin, her sanctum. Omg she slept there? She freaked out and then she noticed Natsu standing beside her with a calm but worried smile.

"NATSU!" she screamed.

"Yup, that's me did you get your much need sleep Bosss." He said and laughed while she was blushing embarrassed, being caught in her cabin .Sleeping.

"What are you doing here?"

"well you see I had forgot my phone here, when I came in saw your lights was on and there you were passed out."

She checked her watch she must be out for around one hour, and saw that she had emailed too so that means she slept after finishing the work. Good, that means its been three hours since she gave an off to her employees then what was Natsu doing there now. She looked at him questioningly he answered before she could voice the question.

"I went to home and wanted to call a friend when I realised I didn't get my phone then came back, and found you sleeping peacefully looking so beaut.. Ahem! So I woke you up."

She raised her eyebrows to that.

"Leave that , you really need to loosed up." He took her hand , but she was hesitating trying to loosen his grip but it only tighten. "Come with me, please" he added and gave her those adorable puppy eyes that she couldn't refuse and held his hand too. He gave her such big grin that her heart melted.

He took her to A Bar and Restaurant named Fairytail.

It was a huge place fully filled with people. She was surprised to see this as it was not situated in the main street, but Natsu was well oriented with the place and everyone seems to know him as the salamander. He guided her inside though it was fully filled he took her straight to a place at the corner with two chairs. "That's my normal place. Welcome Lucy." He said and she smiled genuinely.

"Mira one regular with noodles and a strawberry smoothie." He shouted from their place to god knows who and some voice replied "yup coming up."

"weren't you supposed to call a friend?" Lucy asked out of curiosity.

"oh that! He must be here anyways."

He started telling her all his stories and adventure of his life so gladly that, she heard him with patience.

In the middle of whatever he was saying a girl came in with sexy figure and white hairs with a short ponytail in the front cam up with the items.

"Erza is pissed with you for being late." And Natsu's face colour drained then he stood up and told her to wait till thy had something to eat. After food he went to look out for Erza with Lucy tagged along. They went to the inner separate too where a scarlet haired busty girl smashed the heads of two boys together. And Natsu laughed.

"You deserved that ice popsicle and you too metal head."

"And you too Natsu." And the scarlet haired girl grabbed the front of his shirt and made him kneel down and he shivered pleading for innocence.

"I forgot my phone and had to go back then something held me back and I had brought Lucy too."

At that statement everyone stopped and looked at him then all eyes turned towards her, everyone was gawking at her as if they can't believe. What the hell had he been telling all these people to look at her like this.

"No way, she is just too beautiful." One announced and every one agreed and then burst out laughing. She blushed hard then introduced her.

"I am Lucy Heartfilia. Pleased to meet you all."

"Come on Luce, let me introduce them to you." This momentary confusion gave him the chance to come out of the firm grip of the scarlet haired girl and come up to her.

"This is Gray." He pointed to a dark blue haired handsome guy.

"This is Gajeel" This person had long black hair with lots of piercing on his face.

"This is Levy" HE pointed to a pete blue haired girl.

"Erza" The scarlet haired girl, was she wearing actual armour?

"Mira." She already knew her.

"Elfman." A bulky white haired man stood there who told her that she was very manly.

"Lissana" Mira's sister they were quite similar.

"Juvia" another blue haired woman who wore a 'Love- Gray sama' costume

"Cana" A woman with drak brown hairs chugging down beer from a barrel.

He introduced a few more people and then let her be and was having some irrelevant argument with Gray and Gajeel till Erza interrupted them.

"Hey Lucy! Drink up" suddenly she found herself surrounded by the girls and making her drink.

Few glasses more and she would collapse she knew but someone knew better.

"Shit! Lucy you are drunk, Let's go" he took her hand to lead her out.

"Noolps I waaaanna piggggi baack ride." She slurred.

"Shut up and come with me."

"I am the bbooosss, order order ord.." she was about to fall face first but he caught her and when she woke up next Natsu was carrying her in a princess hold she could oppose but she was loving being this close to him, maybe it was the alcohol making her feel like this.

"Natsuuuu, Where are we." Was that a blush coating his cheeks?

"It's my home." He simply said he put her aside to open the door, now she was a bit sobered but she liked this so, she acted as if she drunk side hugging him.

"Welcome Home Luce." He said and smiled brightly blushing slightly but making her red to the ears.

But a look at his home and chill ran down her spine it was dirty to the core. Things were not arranged at all, clothes lying here and there, smelly socks on the table, tore newspaper lying there, last night's empty dish haven't moved back. His bed was filled up with piled up clothes and was not even made.

"It's a bit messy." He smiled sheepishly but it was an understatement. He picked the piled up clothes and piled it on the chair nearby and told her to sleep.

"Don't leave" she said and held his hand on reflex when he tried to leave the room.

"Okay, I am here." He said and patted her head reassuringly.

Before she blacked out the only statement that came to her mind was- "You need to loosen up, Luce."

A/N- I enjoyed writing this hope you did while reading.

[sufferthesea]

Naruto Fleet

Tagged by: Sibi oneechan @purple-possibilities​ !!!

First thing y’all should know is that I don’t ship a lot in Naruto. I used to and I’ve tried recently but for some reason, most ships are really squicky for me. I mean no disrespect to the shippers or anything, but Naruto is just a fandom that I cannot really ship in. I’d love to and I’ve tried to force myself to read fics for ships but I just ))); Also forgot this was supposed to be in order, oops. 

So I’ll put next to each one “ship” or “brotp” so you know. Most of these will be platonic. 

Rules: List your top 10 Naruto ships in order and then tag 10 people you’re curious about.

1. NejiTen (ship). Since this is actually a ship, it goes first haha. I’ve always, always, always loved Neji and Tenten together. They just go together. I dunno why I like them so much since I hated Neji as a kid and Tenten didn’t get much screen time so I didn’t know much about her.  2. ShikaTema (ship). Another ship, so it goes first. I like their opposing personalities, the snark, the sarcasm, and the whole “crap, they’re hot UHH OH YEAH? WELL ... I DON’T NEED YOUR HELP” tension that runs through most of their interactions in the original series. But I heard they kinda ruined it in Boruto );  3. Kakashi & Gai (brotp). Eternal rivals, polar opposites, total absurdity. I love it. It reminds me a lot of my relationship with my younger sis (who absolutely adores Gai and Rock Lee and has about as much enthusiasm and energy as them, also her favorite color is green so...).  4. Kakashi & Yamato (brotp). I haven’t gotten to see them interact a lot yet, but I love them both so much. Although whenever I think of Yamato, I think of Kakashi just being like, “Hm? Oh, him? Yeah. He’s my best friend. From years ago. We’ve known each other forever. We’ve been in contact since before the series started. He wasn’t totally just made up a few minutes ago because I wasn’t supposed to be a main character and so my backstory didn’t matter much...”  5. Naruto & everyone (brotp). Naruto is so cool because he makes friends everywhere, anywhere, all the time. He’s the type of person I wish I could be - to befriend people, encourage them, knock some sense into them ... hahaha. He’s such a sunshine boy!! I love it!!  6. Gaara & Lee (brotp). They’re so opposite - even more so than Kakashi and Gai. But idk I love the idea of them being friends and hanging out and talking and training. (Again, I was a bit like Gaara in middle school and my sister is 100% Lee ...)  7. Kotetsu & Izumo (brotp). I LOVE THEM. SO MUCH. I didn’t even know that much about them (still don’t really lolol) but I’ve included them in stories since like 2008. They’re just so wonderful. Idk.  8. Shikamaru & Choji (brotp). This is like my favorite friendship in the entire series. I LOVE SHIKAMARU AND CHOJI, THEY ARE SUCH WONDERFUL CHARACTERS AND GREAT FRIENDS AND THEY LOVE AND PROTECT AND DEFEND EACH OTHER AND AHHHH!!!! I think I envy them because while I have childhood friends (known them for 12+ years), I’m not super close with them like Shika and Choji are. But can anyone really replicate that friendship?!  9. Literally any of the “buddy system” partners in the Akatsuki. I love them so much. I just realized that I almost exclusively drew the Akatsuki when I was in the fandom. Including Tobi and Deidara as cheerleaders. It’s my masterpiece ngl. I should redraw it.  10. Zabuza & Haku (brotp MY ACTUAL FAMILY). This is my top brotp, actually. They are my family. I actually adopted them. Zabuza is my grumpy uncle and Haku is my sweet darling cousin and we live together in a cute house and everyone is happy and alive and together. It’s been this way since 2007. 

Thank you oneechan for tagging me! I know it’s probably not so much fun because they’re not ships. But I’m Weak for the power of friendship. 

Tagging: @thefoxthief @fluffymoe @selfshipping-kunoichi (bahaha, I was so tempted to write self-inserts and OCs for all my answers, Iyo) ??? Anyone else who wants to do it, feel free! Sorry for being a lame non-shipper in the nardo fandom. 

[pcwpolwrestling]

The Fallout Begins: PCW Newsline

3/29/2019 PCW NEWSLINE -Last Week’s Extreme Political TV Review -Nicholas Tarkowski- not in a good place -Trump’s Security Emergency Stands -Updated Loose Cannons Unleashed Card

CURRENT CHAMPIONS OF THE POLITICAL UNIVERSE: Champion of the Political Universe: ‘Red Solo Cup’ Ray McAvay (Independent/Les Miserables) Tag Team Champions of the Political Universe: Jill Berg Enterprises: P.M.C. Banks and Kirk Walstreit (American Patriots) Women’s Champion of the Political Universe: Christa Carmondy (American Patriots)

PWF Red Brand Champion: Kirk Walstreit- the Wall Street Market Analyst with the Man Crush on ESPN’s Kirk Herbstreit PWF Blue Brand Champion: ‘Mr. Hollywood’ Kevin Daniels

PWF Red Brand Tag Team Champions: Jill Berg Enterprises: P.M.C. Banks and Kirk Walstreit PWF Blue Brand Tag Team Champions: Big Labor: Union Jack Taylor and James the Auto Worker

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LAST WEEK ON EXTREME POLITICAL TV: -Jerrold Nadler (NY-Progressive Alliance) intern Nicholas Tarkowski returns for a third straight week to bring ‘oversight’ to PCW. Tarkowski tells McGill he has to ‘find dirt’ or else he loses his internship.

-PCW Owner Dawn McGill announces that ‘American Citizen’ Kevin Scott will get another shot at PCW Champion Stone Chism at Loose Cannons Unleashed.

-McGill then announces that the winner of the Dork Dynasty vs. SEC match tonight will face Rah and Halitosis for the PCW Tag Team title at Loose Cannons Unleashed.

-McGill then reveals that the winner of ‘Queen of the Trailer Park’ Lani Harlot vs. former Hooter’s waitress turned pro wrestler C.J. Lewis next week will face PCW Women’s Champion Yosemite Samantha.

-After the Russian Collusion investigation yields no more indictments, McGill drops the news that Russian referee Corrina Romanov would return to full time duty in PCW and promoted to senior referee- (‘Low Level New York Times Reporter Trying to Make a Name for Herself’ Colleen Crowder not pleased.

-Buzz Aldrin destroys Conspiracy Theory Guy

-CNN’s Jim Acosta gets royally pissed that CEO of the Political Universe Donald Trump won’t pay any attention to him.

-The Champion of the Political Universe #1 contender’s match between the Red Brand’s Charlie Blackwell from Main Street USA and the Blue Brand’s The Ultimate Social Justice Warrior ends in controversy when Dawn McGill kicks California’s Ninth Circuit Court of Appeals out of the ringside area and the USJW walks out of the match.

-TAG TEAM #1 CONTENDER’S MATCH-The Sports Entertainment Coalition (‘Dastardly’ Dave Miller and ‘Dangerous’ Dan Williams) defeats The Dork Dynasty (Leonard and Sheldon Robertson). They will face Rah and Halitosis at Loose Cannons Unleashed for the PCW Tag Team title

-Looking through McGill’s black bag inside her office, Tarkowski finally finds something. He calls Nadler.

-Executive Committee President Nancy Pelosi stops in to talk about the Blackwell vs. Ultimate Social Justice Warrior match (why did McGill kick the Ninth Circuit away from ringside), Yosemite Samantha’s path of rage (why won’t McGill put a stop to her), and the 2020 election (the Progressive Alliance candidates don’t want to wrestle for themselves). Pelosi does not get satisfaction and storms out.

-PCW TELEVISION TITLE: Big Oil from Jill Berg Enterprises defeats Jack Fraiser © via DQ when the SEC attacks Big Oil and JBE.

===

PCW RANKINGS

PCW Title Champion: The One Man Anti-Hollywood A-List’ Stone Chism #1 Contender: ‘American Citizen’ Kevin Scott Contenders ‘Prairie Populist’ William Daniels Bryan (Les Miserables) ‘Redneck’ Bill Dickinson (SEC) Ken Worth-American Trucker (Truckin’ Average Company)

PCW Women’s Title Champion: Yosemite Samantha #1 Contender: ‘Queen of the Trailer Park’ Lani Harlot Contenders ‘Former Hooter’s Waitress’ C.J. Lewis ‘Queen Cool’ Leah Iris Ninja Kitty

PCW Tag Team Title Champion: Island of Misfit Wrestlers: Rah and Halitosis #1 Contender: The Sports Entertainment Coalition: ‘Dastardly’ Dave Miller and ‘Dangerous’ Dan Williams Contenders The Dork Dynasty: Leonard and Sheldon Robertson Weapons of Mass Destruction II: Frank Bomb and Newt Tron Bomb Bi-Partisan Dream Team: RINO-The Wonk Machine and Blue Dog D

PCW Television Title Champion: Jack Fraiser #1 Contender: SNAFU Contenders Big Oil (Jill Berg Enterprises) Average Joe Ultratron-Five ‘The New Age Cybertronic Criminally Insane Rogue Sentient Robot Wrestling Machine’

===

WHAT HAPPENS AT THE END OF LAST WEEK’S SHOW?

McGill and Romanov cast quick glances at each other. Then McGill steps forward.

Dawn McGill: it’s not Russian Collusion, you dolt. It’s a makeover.

Adam Schiff: A what?

Dawn McGill: Both Corrina and myself got makeovers.

Jerry Nadler (sputtering): But…but…the letter?

McGill holds up the ‘letter demanding money.’

Dawn McGill: This is a ‘past due’ letter from the spa because…oops…I forgot to pay the bill on time. Oh…and it has Corrina’s name referenced on it too.

Jerry Nadler: And the compromising photos?

McGill holds up one of the photos.

Dawn McGill: And this is a photo from a recent photoshoot I had taken to celebrate the fact that I’ve lost over thirty pounds…

McGill strikes a couple poses to show off her new figure.

Dawn McGill: …and the fact I’m in the best shape of my life.

McGill grins.

…

The Guild are in a state of shock.

Colleen Crowder (stunned): Balls.

Schiff slithers out of the ring and tries to become invisible.

Nadler wants to strangle Tarkowski…but not before going full Delores Umbridge as he leaves.

Jerry Nadler: THERE WILL BE OVERSIGHT! I WILL HAVE OVERSIGHT!

Well? Nicholas Tarkowski was basically left to fend for himself after PCW owner Dawn McGill shot down his Russian Collusion claim against her.

Now next Monday, he may have to pay a steep price.

TRUMP’S UPGRADED SECURITY PLAN SURVIVES The Progressive Alliance-led House Group failed to override CEO of the Political Universe Donald Trump’s (NY-American Patriots) veto of their legislation to overturn Trump’s security emergency declaration.  The security emergency stands and will be implemented at both the Red Brand and Blue Brand shows

PROGRESSIVE ALLIANCE WANTS OTHERS TO WRESTLE FOR THEM Executive Committee President Nancy Pelosi broached the subject last week with PCW Owner Dawn McGill. Pelosi wants to return to the pre-2016 rules where candidates for CEO designated a wrestler to represent them. McGill turned Pelosi down flat stating that the candidates need to fight their own battles.

How will this shake out? Who knows. PCW’s Drama in Des Moines is less than ten months away.

BLACKWELL-ULTIMATE SOCIAL JUSTICE WARRIOR CONTROVERSY Following the fiasco last weekend where the Ultimate Social Justice Warrior (Progressive Alliance) walked out of a number one contender’s match against Main Street USA’s Charlie Blackwell, the USJW now claims a victory over Blackwell in a match that ‘took place’ at the Blue Brand’s Political Shakedown show last Tuesday under California’s Ninth Circuit Court of Appeals rules.

In the match, which was announced mere minutes before showtime (meaning Charlie Blackwell had no chance whatsoever to make the show if he desired), USJW won via countout and the ruling was ratified by the Ninth Circuit. Ultimate Social Justice Warrior now claims that he is the number one contender.

How will this be resolved? Stay tuned.

LOOSE CANNONS UNLEASHED CARD (as of now)

MAIN EVENT: Champion of the Political Universe Title Match ‘Red Solo Cup’ Ray McAvay © (Les Miserables/Independent) vs. Charlie Blackwell (American Patriots/Main Street USA)

Women’s Champion of the Political Universe Title Match Christa Carmondy © (American Patriots) vs. ‘Canadian Cyborg’ Sheline Carrigan (Progressive Alliance)

Tag Team Champions of the Political Universe Title Match P.M.C. Banks and Kirk Walstreit © (American Patriots/Jill Berg Enterprises) vs. Big Labor: Union Jack Taylor and James the Auto Worker (Progressive Alliance)

PCW Title Match ‘The One Man Anti-Hollywood A-List’ Stone Chism © vs. ‘American Citizen’ Kevin Scott

PCW Women’s Title Match Yosemite Samantha © vs. The winner of the ‘Queen of the Trailer Park’ Lani Harlot vs. ‘former Hooter’s waitress’ C.J. Lewis

PCW Tag Team Title Match The Island of Misfit Wrestler: Rah and Halitosis © vs. The Sports Entertainment Coalition: ‘Dastardly’ Dave Miller and ‘Dangerous’ Dan Williams ===

PCW ON THE ROAD March 30th – Taft Coliseum / Columbus, OH March 31st – Mayo Civic Center / Rochester, MN April 6th – Loose Cannons Unleashed PPV @ the D.C. Armory / Washington, D.C. April 12th – Buccaneer Arena / Urbandale, IA April 13th – McLeod Center / Cedar Rapids, IA April 14th – McElroy Auditorium / Waterloo, IA April 19th – Owensboro Sportscenter / Owensburo, KY April 20th – SIU Arena / Carbondale, IL April 21st – Gibson Arena / Rolla, MO April 27th – Berry Events Center / Marquette, MI May 3rd – BMO Harris Bank Center / Rockford, IL May 4th – MVWA 90 Joseph Gentile Center / Chicago, IL May 5th – Grossinger Motors Arena / Bloomington, IL

THIS MONDAY NIGHT ON PCW EXTREME POLITICAL TV -It’s the last show before Loose Cannons Unleashed -What will Nicholas Tarkowski’s fate be? -Women’s #1 Contender Match: ‘Queen of the Trailer Park’ Lani Harlot vs. ‘former Hooter’s waitress’ C.J. Lewis

[robotslenderman]

Non-spoilery pre-release thoughts.

OK so I haven’t finished my 10 hours of Andromeda yet, but I’ve gotten as far as the trial allows me for the main story and I’ve got like one hour left of pre-release play anyway.

For those on the tag/those who missed my earlier post, I ended up getting Origin access just for the trial because the “OMG ANDROMEDA IS GOING TO BE AWFUL AND BIOWARE IS RUINED FOREVER” talk was really starting to get to me after I saw the bad face animations. Didn’t want to wait a week because I’ve been excited for Andromeda ever since before ME3′s DLC came out. While I was super hyped and had high hopes, at the same time, I thought I had fairly realistic expectations (”Yeah Bioware’s not perfect this isn’t a bad thing” instead of the “OH GOD I’M NOT GONNA BUY THIS GAME BECAUSE BIOWARE KICKS PUPPIES” bullshit I was seeing around) but… yeah.

It was really getting to me.

So here’s some dot points, no spoilers, under the cut. This covers character creator, face animations, world exploration, and narrative, without any spoilers. Any possible spoilers are referred to so vaguely you’ll have no chance of putting anything together, so don’t worry.

I also have a bit at the bottom covering things I really like about this game.

TL;DR – Guys. It’s fine, it’s okay, it really is. Chill. These issues exist, but they’re tiny ass things you’ll barely notice, like in every other game ever. You’ll love Andromeda, you really will. Yeah, it is DA:I in Space, but it’s also not – it’s DA:I in space, but better.

Honestly, these issues are fucking terrifying when you’re hyped up and can’t see the game for yourself yet and everyone’s nitpicking about these dumbass tiny things like they’re Huge Fucking Issues, but when you do play you won’t run into them nearly as often as people made you think, and when you do see them you’ll shrug and move on and forget about them ten seconds later, like you do about 99% of glitches you run into in other games. 

You’re not gonna hate the game just because Jallo’s legs clip into his seat or Addison stared at you way more blankly than any other character or something, for fuck’s sake.

Character Creator – I had a heart attack with the character creator at first because I thought that all I could do was select premade Sheps Ryders and had heard as such, but it turns out the option to customise those premade Ryders was up the top and not easily spottable. Whew! People are right that it’d be great if we could choose separate eyebrows/etc like in DA:I instead of having to choose a custom Ryder and then fiddle with proportions and so on – you can’t just choose “eye shape 1, eye shape 2″, etc. 

But really? It’s actually no big deal. I was super afraid of this as well, but when actually faced with it in-game I was like “oh, okay, that sucks” and then forgot about it thirty seconds later. It’s okay, guys, really!

Bad face animations – Honestly, I totally forgot the animations were supposed to be bad. Yeah, they’re not great, but nine times out of ten I didn’t notice them until I went, “oh, hang on, aren’t the face animations supposed to be bad?” and actually paid better attention. 

Then it was like, “Oh, yeah, they do seem to have a bit of a vacant stare.”

Then I forgot about them three seconds later and kept playing. No big deal.

The other one time out of ten the bad face animation really shows and… it’s not a big deal either. Like, yeah, it’d be great if they didn’t exist and Bioware please fix them, but when I did run into them, I didn’t become a huge angry beast foaming at the mouth because the whole game was ruined. Actually, I thought they were fucking hilarious. 

And then after the conversation I forgot about it again. No big deal. Seriously. Chill.

There’s a clip I saw of default Sara having a HUGELY blank face but when I ran into that bit in-game Sara didn’t have that expression at all?? It may be because I made a custom Sara, or maybe Bioware sneakily fixed it before I played, I don’t know, but Sara didn’t have that :^) expression I had seen in that exact scene on youtube.

World exploration – “ME:A is DA:I in space!” shrieks the masses, their faces melting from the neurochemical implosion happening inside their skulls. “THIS IS A BAD THING.”

Uh

No it’s not

ME1 had exploration. ME:A’s is way more interesting.

(But I also thought exploration in ME1 was interesting except for the sidequest bits, because I’m the kind of person who loved to drive around on the mako doing nothing but finding spooky shit and then got growly when I wound up in yet another premade husk-infested mine. But I loved just being on Luna and stopping the Mako as I fiddled with something on my desk, and then suddenly hearing those whale-like sounds in space, googling it, finding out those calls were rachni, and running into them again by accident on other planets… I love that. I’m addicted to that. Running into tiny little things like that.)

Yeah the worlds are huge but uh you’re in a Nomad which goes up to 120KMH, it better be fucking huge. You won’t give a shit how big the world is because you’re zooming past it thinking about how cool the Nomad is and laughing your ass off when Ryder goes “~oops~” every time you run over a space desert bug.

(The Nomad is really, really cool.)

Like seriously though, one thing I didn’t like about ME2 and ME3 was that sidequests got narrowed down more and more until you were basically a rat following a preset path in a maze. ME:A breaks away from this. You get to choose what to do next, you don’t go into a special area for one quest and get stuck there until you’ve played it out.

Granted, if you genuinely didn’t exploration in DA:I then I don’t have good news, it is a lot like DA:I so far. It’s too early in-game to be able to tell if it had the same issues DA:I exploration had 

(”everyone put all the sidequests in the Hinterlands!!“ 

“uh. bossman. bosslady. bossperson.”

“yes?”

“other zones exist?”

“they do?? FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK.”) 

but I’m gonna trust Bioware and while I might end up being wrong, until I see otherwise, I’m just gonna have faith that they evened out sidequests a bit between worlds. I mean, people were Yelling about it non-stop and Bioware’s actually really good at listening to people. stop giving them shit for this, they do listen.

(But honestly reason #1 and #2 I loved DA:I exploration stuff, is #1, exploration always came with lore even when there weren’t sidequests attached such as at landmarks [sadly, ME:A doesn’t seem to have that with it so far, but I’m hoping that changes later in the game], and #2 I loved stimming by just running around looking at pretty shit and also knocking down collection quests. That’s just me, though, I never got bored doing that and found it soothing just being in the world.)

Narrative – OK, so every review site I’ve seen so far says there’s not enough story and I’m genuinely ???? over this because there is way more narrative/squadmate banter in this than any ME or DA game so far, wtf?? Yes, way more than DA:I! 

Like right up to the first planet exploration, it was almost non-stop story, and the bits in between cutscenes were filled to the brim with Liam chatting in my ear and reacting to the world, reacting to Ryder’s actions, making suggestions or adding his thoughts. Radio silence didn’t dominate like in the previous ME games.

IDK why one of the review sites was complaining about people making big deal out of the floating rocks in one world, that was actually hilarious in context and only got funnier??? I guess that writer didn’t have a sense of humour.

On Eos, the first planet that opens up after the prologue/first chapter of story finishes, cutscenes and so on definitely wind down as the game opens up player freedom more. But that’s a good thing so why are people complaining??? every game has a cutscene-intensive beginning, then that winds down as players stop being funnelled through a preset path and get to do what the hell they want. There’s drama, then there’s a breather, and then the drama ramps up again, it’s a cycle that’s common to every good story and game.  And like I said before, you hear way more from squadmates if you decide to wander around after sidequests instead of the main story.

One thing that’s brilliant about this is in most Bioware games, squadmates and companions almost completely ignore sidequests. There’d be token comments and Solas (Silently) Disapproves or Garrus picking a fight because Do It His Way Dammit Shepard, but that’d be it, it’d almost be like the companions weren’t aware that sidequests exists. ME:A so far seems to have fixed this in that squadmates are obviously engaged and invested in the sidequests. I was following a sidequest that involved scanning things lost underneath sand to solve a mystery, and it felt like the companions had something to say at each step of the way – including verbally cringing when a crucial piece of evidence went and chucked a huge fucking wrench into this small storyline. It was great, it really felt like I was travelling with people, for the first time, and not just walking guns.

Also, Bioware is as good as ever at punching you in the Feels. I am not joking. There’s a crucial scene in the first chapter that literally made me cry, it punched me in the Feels that much, and just remembering it is tearing me up fuck fuck fuuuuuck Bioware whY??? FUCK ME OH MY GOD

Interface – Honestly the interface is the biggest bugbear but, again, not a big deal. It’s annoying that I can’t just open and close the map, I have to close the map then close the “esc” options. I hope they fix it, but if they don’t, don’t care. 

There’s also the loadout screen that tripped me up – in ME1-3, you get the loadout screen, then the squad screen. But much like CC, you might miss the squad selection screen because the “select squad” button is in the loadout screen, at the top of the screen, and not easily spotted the first time around. 

You also might get tripped up because you don’t ever have to change squadmates; you load squadmates, and then you have the option of never seeing the “select squadmates” screen again if you don’t want to. I guess this is Bioware’s solution to “everyone always takes the same two companions everywhere” thing that made choosing squadmates kinda redundant. 

But I got tripped up here ‘cause I recruited Vetra, went onto Eos, and… wait, where’s the squadmate selection screen?? why is Cora and Liam there??? I want Vetra??? Went back onto the ship, came back out, nope??? wasn’t until the third try that I saw the little people icon above my guns in the loadout screen, clicked it, “Oooh, there it is!”

Honestly, all Bioware’d have to do to fix that is make the button ping or glow subtly or something to just grab your attention. Once the game “trains” you to check the top of the screen for extra categories, you won’t even notice this any more.

Even though I’m talking about things from a “what’s the big deal” perspective I somehow still make this game look bad, so I’m gonna make it look as good as I actually see it as here:

Overall, things I am loving about this game so far:

The Companions/Characters – 

In summary, every character so far has either hinted or outright shown that they’re multifaceted and that they’re… people. Like human beings IRL, there’s who they are in company, and there’s who they are in private, who they are when shit hits the fan. Every character so far has shown shades of this – except for Drack and Peebee, and that’s only because you’ve only just met them before the trial stops letting you proceed through the story, and I have full confidence they’ll both show to be more than they seem to be, too.

I was fully prepared to be bored by the human companions. I’m not. I love Liam. I love Cora. Liam’s super witty and playful, and as far from boring as you can get. He is no Kaidan 2.0, let me tell you. I had no intentions at all of romancing him but… well, I haven’t decided who I’m going to romance for certain yet, but he’s definitely found a place on the list now. He’s awesome! Even if I don’t romance him, he’ll definitely be my Ryder’s canon best friend.

Cora’s also great. She makes me think of a Mom Friend even though she’s not really Mom-like. She doesn’t fuss or anything. But she is encouraging of Ryder, and is also interesting in that she appears to think a certain way but then the face she puts on cracks a bit and you can see that there’s more to her than there appears to be, and that maybe she isn’t as well put together as she seems to be. She makes me think of Dorian, actually, in that respect – except while Dorian screams “HA HA HA I’M ONLY PRETENDING TO KNOW WHAT I’M DOING I DON’T, ACTUALLY”, Cora’s so subtle that you won’t notice the difference between who she is and who she tries to be until the facade cracks. (I also wanna romance her too, oops, I wanna romance everyone who do I romance shit shit shiiiiit)

Vetra is fucking incredible, holy shit. You know how Garrus liked to pretend to be a smooth motherfucker but it was totally see-through and he was a total dork? Well, Vetra is who Garrus wished he was. I have never seen a character portrayed as this smooth and subversive without being a slimeball, but Vetra’s wonderful, charismatic and so damn smooth that she kind of pulls something and you won’t even notice until she’s like “uh, yeah, so it looks like I totally Did The Thing…” and you’re like, “Oh, yeah, she did do The Thing, didn’t she?” because she pulled it off right in front of you so casually you didn’t think about it twice.

Peebee and Drack have both been met but the trial doesn’t go far enough in the story to let you recruit them. For those who follow me, Peebee is as Space!Liriel-y as I thought she was, minus Liriel’s Fight Me. Peebee does what the fuck she wants and is totally casual, but not at all crude or mean. She’s so cute. Drack, in comparison – only met him in one scene, so far he seems typically krogan, so I don’t know what he’s like beneath that mask.

Jaal I have not even seen a sign of yet. No signs of any angara yet.

Alec Ryder is lovely. He’s a total badass. I was expecting him to be this super tough anal frowny Military Father Who Disapproves but… he’s not. He’s great fun, he’s badass, and yeah, he could’ve been a better father, but it’s not a “RYDER HAD A FUCKED UP CHILDHOOD” kind of way, it’s in a “yeah I should tell my kids I love them” kind of way that… every good parent ever has, really. He’s also shown huge signs of having hidden depths, too, and it looks like exploring these will be a major part of a subplot – if it doesn’t wind up tied into the main plot itself.

SAM has some spoilery things that ping me as there being more to this AI than meets the eye, and I really look forward to getting to know them.

Jallo (Kallo? Fuck), Suvi, Lexi, Gil, etc – They seem awesome so far, looking forward to getting to know them better, too!

Nakmor Kesh – Special shoutout to this lady krogan who’s a fucking engineer! Holy shit.

The Other Stuff – 

I am still upset and emotionally scarred by That One Scene. You’ll know it when you see it. oh god. oh gooooooddd.

The characters being better than in previous games only makes the story more engaging. They have way more to say, way more reactions.

Bioware commented once that ME:A’s cast was way more inexperienced than the trilogy’s cast. Without spoiling, at first, Ryder seems to be the only one self conscious about their inexperience, thinking everyone else knows what they're doing. Then it becomes evident that, no, everyone is making it up as they go along, they’re either better at covering it up or they’re giving up on bothering with that. It’s fantastic, it really reinforces the overall theme and atmosphere of the main story – which is “we tried to settle in Andromeda but oops shit went wrong, what the fuck do we do??”

FAST TRAVEL!!

THE NOMAD.

SAAAAAAAAAAAAM.

The overall atmosphere. The characters, the story, the design stuff – all of it supports that atmosphere of “oh shit what next” when Things Go Wrong. It really reinforces Ryder’s own arc of growing into a leadership role. Because when shit goes wrong, it’s Ryder who steps forward. Even though you have the option (much like every NPC ever) of going “FUCK WHAT NEXT” out of sheer panic. Or you can play it cool and pretend you know what you’re doing, like everyone else before Things Went Wrong.

Overall, I can’t wait to get to know the characters better. I adore Alec especially. I am gonna wind up being a huge Alec fangirl, I just know it.

I’m loving this game. I can’t wait until the full game is released. Zero regrets about preordering, all my fears have been laid to rest.

It’s gonna be awesome.

[lexxikitty-blog1]

Kiss the Girl by Melissa Brayden Series: Soho Loft: #1 Read: February 2016 Rating: 4.75 Stars

There are something like a million and one (or 14 to 78) brilliant reviews on GoodReads.  I'm not going to be adding much new to the discussion at this point.

This book is the first book I've read by this author.  I was 'pushed' into reading this book because of a group I am in that is currently running a 'pick it' group challenge.

I had been putting off this book because everyone and their pet donkey just absolutely loves this book.  And I didn't want to go in, after everyone else, pick at it and go . . . you know what?  I don't really like this here.  Yes, I felt self conscious.

The book involves Brooklyn Campbell, Hunter something or other, Samantha, and Mallory who jointly run an advertising agency in New York City.  They meet in college and they are roughly around the age of 28 (though I believe the prologue indicated some were older than Brooklyn).  Brooklyn is the main point of view for this set of friends.  Brooklyn was put up for adoption when she was a baby and went in and out of various foster homes until, at some point, she ended her 'tour' in a group home and aged out of the system at 18.

The second group of people this book involves is Jessica Lennox and . . . um, she's friends with her assistant Brent.  And is friendly her teenage neighbor Ashton.  Lennox is a hard charging head of an advertising agency that she started long ago.  It is also located in New York City.  Lennox is described as being a bitchy, ball busting, 'get my way or I'll cut you' type of person.  Oh, and she might be married to a billionaire who helps her find business.  Most of this is based on rumors and nothing but rumors.  Lennox, though, likes how the rumors help her in business, so does nothing to 'set people right' and 'fix' her image.  I'm using Lennox on purpose, instead of Jessica (or Jess).  Because I'm mostly referring to her business persona. Jessica/Jess, though, is nothing like what others see her as being.  Oh, and Jessica is really really old...er than Brooklyn.  10 years older.  38. Or, in other words, younger than me.

Before I move on - I rather like both Jessica and Brooklyn.

Okay then.  Brooklyn is having a rotten day - pulled over and ticketed for speeding, her car is towed, her heel on her favorite shoes break, and, to top it off, her birth mother has offered contact information through an organization that does stuff like that (Brooklyn had signed up with them when she was 18, i.e., 10 years ago).  Gazing around in despair, she contemplates what to do with herself.  Spots a neat looking place across the street from a print shop (there's a reason why she is there; oh - and the print shop line was super long - to add to her woes).

Brooklyn enters this lovely looking place.  Walks right up to the bar and . . . realizes her purse is in her car (which just got towed away, remember).  She kind of whimpers.

Jessica has had a tough day.  She decides to do two things she rarely ever does - step out earlish from work, and go home.  No the go home isn't the second thing.  The second thing is to step into this neat little bar that is near her home.  As she sits there looking around kind of happy she decided to step in, she spots a rather attractive woman step in.  And overhears her exchange with the bartender (um, I forgot to mention that, Brooklyn's 'realization' about her purse took place out loud).   Jessica offers to pay for Brooklyn's drink.

Brooklyn is reluctant but eventually agrees.  Jessica introduces herself as Jessica . . . Jess.  But without a last name, and makes a game of not saying what her job is (well, one of them do, I forget which one started the game of Brooklyn guessing Jess' job).  Both have a fabulous time.  It ends with Jessica acquiring Brooklyn's number, and giving a brief kiss.  Which expands into a really passionate kiss.  The kind that makes your toes curl and your hair stand up straight (or whatever it is that happens).  They part.

Jessica and Brooklyn meet again, as someone who read the beginning of this review might suspect, when both turn up for an advertising job.  Jessica Lennox is quite well known to Brooklyn's ad agency, but Brooklyn doesn't normally go on calls (and therefore doesn't know what Jessica Lennox, professional ball crusher, looks like).  Plus, Jess never gave her last name.  Jessica leaves a conference room.  Brooklyn spots her. They gaze at each other.  Brooklyn is now flustered and somewhat messes up her first ever attempt to talk to clients in a client meeting.  

Jess texts Brooklyn.  They kind of flirt by text.

The 'Cinderalla kiss' is mentioned by Brooklyn to her coworkers (well, it was mentioned, I forget the sequence now).  The idea of having any kind of relationship, friend/romantic or otherwise, with someone like Jessica Lennox is roundly booed by everyone of Brooklyn's friends.  Brooklyn kind of agrees with them.

Time passes.  The Foster account is fought over by both Brooklyn and Lennox's ad agencies.

Eventually Brooklyn uses that contact number she got for her birth mother.  Eventually her relationship with Jess advances . . . somewhat.  Meanwhile Ashton, the teenage next door neighbor of Jessica's, is having a rotten time with her alcoholic mother - Jessica tries to help.

There's a really intense scene in a stuck elevator between Jessica and Brooklyn (which occurred, I believe, actually before Brooklyn attempts to contact her mother; it's not related, I'm just fixing the chronology I messed up in my review).

At some point, while reading this book, I was seriously contemplating making a brand new shelf.  I would call this shelf something like '6 star books'.  Then put this book on said shelf.  Because this was, in fact, a really really good book.  Until it wasn't.

The 'it wasn't' part occurred when a specific incident occurred.  And I could immediately foretell what would then happen next.  And everything unfolded almost exactly as I thought it would.  About 99.9% exactly like I thought it would.  To be fair, everything that happened?  Did not seem like a contrived little thing to add to the book to add tension/drama/and conflict.  It did, in fact, seem like a natural extension of the book (which is also why I knew immediately what would happen after the fact, and was 99% correct - because everything flowed naturally).  Well damn. I was going to pinpoint the 'incident' at the beginning. Ah well.  It was when Brooklyn visited Jessica.  At her office.  A bag may or may not be involved.  I'm trying to be vague for those who haven't read the book, while giving enough for those who have to know what I'm referring to.  *inserts spoiler tags* <spoiler> (for fuck sake, you have a 'break the tension' group meeting with your friends; it is mentioned that 'business stuff' need to remain secret and . . . . you immediately visit your love interest at their office?  Okay, livable but . . . for no fucking reason I can think of, you give your fucking . . . right *tags inserted*  You leave your bag outside.  With an advertising executive.  For a rival agency.  You are currently in competition with. And you know she isn't the fucking receptionist.  And . . AND . . Jessica's fucking assistant is right there as a potential other person to give the bag too (don't); if you going to do this completely weird ass fucking thing - like bring your fucking back with you into Jessica's place of work (instead of say, leaving it locked tightly and hidden in car), don't fucking leave it outside; why? Why the fuck did she do that? No, I'm serious.  Do people do that? Do they leave their fucking bags with rivals (remember, she fucking knows that's not the receptionist?  Yes?  Well fuck me.  Learn something new every day.  She's visiting a fucking head of a company; what, did she think Jessica worked in a broom closet and therefore there wouldn't be any room for her bag and coat?  No?  Maybe it's some kind of 'oops, I brought my bag with me, I trust this non-receptionist rival advertising person with my bag instead of having it near me while I'm in the room with Jessica' thought process. Why the fuck does she even fucking have her fucking bag up in the receptionist area? SHE FUCKING DRIVES EVERYWHERE.)  Okay, I've moved from 'this is a natural progression' to 'what the fuck did I just read?'</spoiler>

The book was filled with a ton of tension/drama/etc. based on intergroup dynamics involving the Campbell friend group and their reaction to Brooklyn-Jessica link up; the ad agency competition; the drama over the birth family; and, most specifically of importance for a romance - relationship tension (both because of that issue of Brooklyn's friends not liking Jessica; being rivals; Brooklyn having commitment and trust issues; having to take things slow; etc.).  So, tacking on an extra layer, even if a natural development for the book, seemed like a layer too many.

Oh, and, you know (those who have read my reviews before), how I recently made a comment on another book recently read about how it contained that cliche of 'I'm a powerful woman.  I'm giving up control and submitting to another woman.  I think I like it'?  That cliche, once again, turned up in this book.  And yes, it once again pulled me from the story. Though I just kind of laughed and dove back in. See, this was when I still thought of this as a six star book, and that specific scene neither increased nor decreased the overall score given to this book.  (Though, I also admit (did I admit anything previously, dang it, I don't want ot reread my own review), Brayden handled that scene brilliantly).

So, for these and other reasons, I cannot break open a brand new 6 star shelf and shove this book onto it.  Nor, in good conscious can I add this to my super duper and special 5.5 star shelf.  I have currently placed it on no specific star shelf.  Though I've currently rated it 4 stars.  I am contemplating which shelf to add this book to.   3.5? Probably not.  4? Maybe.  4.5? Perhaps.  And, surprising, I know, I still have a strong desire to put this on my five star shelf 

Review Written: February 3 2016

[rassasassalin]

So, I suppose this is a way to start the show.  Nice to see that it was just a mistake on thrusday to play out Ziggler’s theme.  And by nice, I mean awful.  I know it’s supposed to get under my skin, and it works.  Just play the damn theme.

Interesting that Baron’s seeming to start a trend of going shirtless now.  I’d be okay with him tearing his tank off each match, honestly.

Still haven’t decided if they added Ziggler in so that Bobby doesn’t have to eat a pin, or so Baron doesn’t have to.  All I know is that someone’s being protected, and it ain’t Dolph.- I SAY AS DOLPH PINS BARON??? WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL JUST HAPPENED HERE???  Ahaha, glad I don’t ever actually place bets on these things, holy shit, wow, okay, you got my attention, Clash of Champions.

Shane’s custom made Ref shirt.  I want a special referee shirt that customized towards my own themes.

SHANE YOU’VE BEEN IN MATCHES WITH TWO REFS AT THE SAME TIME WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT.

Aiden’s looking nice.  I love his jackets.  I want his jackets.

Omg listen to them chanting Rusev Day I’m so happy what a good Bulgarian.  What a happy Rusev Day to us all!  AND WE GET ALL OF THE SONG!!!!!!  A whole month or Rusev, how exciting!!!  Fuck me sideways we’re Actually Getting The Whole Song, What voodoo magic has Aiden done to allow himself to go uninterrupted?  YES I WANT AN ENCORE!!!!!!!  Oh, oh ok, i see how this is.  Gable and Benjamin running for heel tagteam of the year.  I get it.

Those fucking pancakes.  I can’t even.  They make me feel emotions that I simply don’t have the capacity to parse through and understand.

Baby boy, no, ain’t no one singing about Christmas you sillies.  Rusev Day. (good crowd interaction though i’m impressed)

(Also don’t worry Simmon in the first row, we’ll see the Ascension tonight, I almost guarantee it.  Undoubtedly when they cost Breezango a win tonight.)

This is gonna be fucking chaos, but of the impressively athletic variety.  Wonder how long it will be before Xavier gets involved, considering it’s a No DQ.

“No it’s not, it’s Training Day”- Chad Gable, 2017

Things I just realized that I would kind of enjoy- the Usos and New Day getting twin pins, and them being forced to share the Tag Team Belts.  Co-Belt defenders makes for all kind of fun shenanigans.  I look back fondly on when Jericho had to share the Intercontinental Title with Chyna.

Rusev’s face when Aiden’s super sexy pin didn’t work.

Holy SHITE GABLE that’s beautiful, rolling bridging german suplexes That’s what I signed up to See.

...Aw......  Well, it was a damn good attempt Chad.  Like that they’re letting him go out looking strong at least.

And speaking of chaotic matches.  Kinda see Natti stealing a win outta this one, but also Charlotte does have a damn good record at PPVs, soooo...  anyone’s game I guess.  Also when did we stop calling it lumberjill matches???  Did I miss the memo?  I’m cool with it, don’t particularly care either way honestly, just find it kind of odd.  Maybe because they’re afraid it’ll remind people that Jillian and her really bad pop singer gimmick was a thing.  Can’t blame you WWE, those were dark times.  Not as dark as the time that the Boogeyman ate a mole off her face, but still dark.

Fucking love Ruby’s theme, it’s great.  Also I like how all the “teams” have like, taken their own sides of the ring.  Y’all can’t do that.  There’s not enough of you to fully circle the ring, so you gotta plan smart and like, circle around it where Charlotte and Natti are gonna be.

Come on Corey, Charlotte’s not totally surrounded by enemies.  Naomi’s out there.  ehehe, nattie has 12000 cats.  best quote from corey graves of the year.

Don’t call my riot squad jackals.  They’re more like... hyena’s.  Just probably without pseudo-dicks, but definitely with all of the viciousness.

Interesting that the Riot squad’s let Natti get hit, but got a couple of little licks in on Charlotte.  Hmmm.

Yep, okay, things are about to get messy.  Carmella’s gonna be the first to be murdered.

Thank you for the Eddie quote, Corey.  Amen.

“Boo...”- Byron Saxton 2017

I can’t believe it took this long to- ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING- oh my god, thank you Ruby.  No cashing in money in the bank tonight, thank you.

Things I kinda enjoy about wrestling- when a wrestler gets a wedgie and then they try to sneakily pull it out while acting like they’re super in pain.

Not how I thought that match was gonna end, but not bad.

...Nat, you were already a heel, you’d already had your back turned to the crowd, I don’t know how that’s supposed to work???

BREEZE I AM TRYING TO BE WORRIED ABOUT YOUR HEALTH AND SAFETY HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO DO THAT WHEN I AM IN SHOCK AT THE SHORTS YOU’RE DARING TO WEAR INTO THIS RING???  Never, In ALL OF MY DAYS...!

RIP in Peace, Breezango.

Seriously, I thought for sure the Ascension was going to come out and fuck things up for them.  Or fuck them up. ...On tuesday, then.  They’ll either keep talking Breezango into trying and fight the Bludgen Bros, or they’re going to try and “defend their honor” by going up against them themselves.

How’s it gonna work with two refs, babe, honestly.  WIth Shenanigans.  It’s gonna work with shenanigans.  Also who was Sami trying to seduce at the start of this match???  Also hello again like 2013 Randy Orton Hair.

Byron “I’m a very confused boy and that makes me grumpy” Saxton.

I’m sorry, I just can’t be intimidated by heel Sami, like he’s so cute when he he’s all smug and shit like he’d have to do something seriously villainess shit to get any actual heat from me.  I’m talking like, spitting in the direction of someone’s baby level of assholery.  And I just can’t see him doing it.  So he’ll just continue to b my cute lil’ heel that could. “I think I can be bad, I think I can be bad, I think I can be bad!”

Dramatic Ref DB is great.  I love him.  I love when rasslers go in and take the Referee role, like they’re always so expressive with their gesticulations, like their such drama queens I love it.

Great camerawork, thanks, I love it when I don’t actually get to see the triangle locked in and jst get to hear about it.  After all, it’s not like I watch wrestling to actually see the moves or anything.

Honestly, if Shinsuke gets pinned tonight I’m gonna be annoyed.  I know he’s going to lose, because obviously, but like, it’s not going to hurt Randy any to eat a pin.  Wont kill his momentum.  But I feel like it could do some serious damage to Shinsuke.

Goodnight, sweet table, I knew ye well.

Ok, that was a hot powerslam by Randy, ngl.

Whoopsidaisey, here we go.  I thought it’d be Shane pushed into Daniel, but this works too.

Gasp!!!  Shane!!!!  You brought that fast count upon yourself.

Yep!  Yep!  Yep!

FUCK MY LIFE I forgot about the AJ Jinder match I turned off the app after the last match oops, ahaha, came to the realization just in time and turned it back on right as the match started ahahaaaaa says a lot about how I feel about this ppv that I totally forgot about the actual main event....

Welp, this is the best heeling that I’ve seen Jinder do so far, so respect for that.

Just noticed that the announce Desk got put back together.  That bothers me.  If it’s broken guys, leave it be.  Let it be a reminder of what happened earlier in the night, even if it was only one match earlier.

Way better ring psychology going on in this on than I thought there would be.  Ribs and legs, it’s good stuff.  Everyone came out looking better for it.  It’s nice.  Not a bad ending. -seriously hope AJ’s ribs are okay though some of those bumps looked really fucking nasty-