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dolphin-enthusiast · 4 years ago

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Hey bro, I hope you're doing well🥺💖 if your hcs are open, could you do hcs with bucci gang and a s/o getting catcalled/street harassed (only if this is not a trigger for you obviously)? I am upset 🙂🙂🙂...ANYWAy I love you sOoo much Morgane

This is extremely late my apologies but dw I don’t mind writing for sensitive topics such as this one!!! Behavior like this absolutely enrages me and you have all the rights to be upset because it’s fuckin vile. It goes without saying but tw harassment yadda yadda.

Bruno:

- He’s usually freakishly good at masking his true feelings and overall keeping his calm under pressure, but if he were to actually witness you getting catcalled he’s going to go lowkey sicko mode. His motherly/protective instincts kick in and he’s instantly death glaring the person who dared wrong you like that right on his weary watch. Honestly he’d feel like throwing a fit even if it didn’t happen before his very eyes. No, he’d be EVEN more enraged if you’d just come home one day and tell him that since he wasn’t there to intervene.

- At this point he doesn’t even have to do much, all that it takes is for Bruno to shoot said person a quick murderous glare then tell them to beat it and they’ll instantly fuck off not even 2 seconds later. After they are out of scene, he flips back to his usual calm and polite self (the d u a l i t y of man) as he proceeds to check up on you by asking if that asshole’s words managed to get to you. Hell, this man is going to be comforting you for hours and wouldn’t let go of you unless you were absolutely certain you were feeling at least just a little better.

- No matter your response, Bruno is going to pull you into his arms and firmly let you know that he’ll never let anyone hurt you. As long as he lives and he’s by your side he’s going to fight whoever dares to bother you, you have his absolute word for it. Normally he’d at first try solving the issue through diplomatic means but there’s just something about catcalling that utterly enrages him and makes him lose control for a few seconds, let alone if it’s his partner we’re talking about. Tl;dr: dont fucking make the mistake of wronging his s/o, he’ll fucking end you.

Giorno:

- Just like Bruno, but 3 times more menacing if that’s even possible. If Bruno managed to hold himself back just a bit and didn’t let his anger COMPLETELY consume him in that moment, our dear aries right here is quite the opposite. Sure it’s not like he’s going to throw said person into a death loop of despair (although that’s the first thing that would cross his mind), but in that second Gio wouldn’t really be able to mask his emotions like he usually does.

- If it happened before his eyes, that person is as good as dead. He merely steps in between you two, hooks an arm around your waist and “kindly” asks said person to repeat themselves since he’s not sure whether he heard them correctly or not the first time. At this point the person in question would already be getting lowkey uneasy since Gio’s aura and overall presence would be goddamn menacing, and so they’d be beating it in due time after he throws them a cold glare and tells them to never speak to you in this way ever again.

- Akin to Bruno, he’d revert back to his usual calm self right after that asshole leaves then ever so gently he’d check up on you and tell you that you should ignore their dirty, meaningless words and that he’ll be there to protect you always. That day Gio would try his best at keeping you preoccupied and cheering you up since he wouldn’t want you to think of this experience again. He’d put on an unbothered mask for you but deep down he’d still be fuming at the thought of another person just...insulting someone like that. Not only a random someone, but HIS beloved.

Abbacchio:

- Straight up shoves his fist in front of their face, I ain’t even joking. The second he hears them whistling and saying some dumb dirty shit he’s instantly walking over to them whilst seeing fucking red and asking if they have a problem with HIS partner. As said person would desperately try explaining themselves, Abbacchio would merely scowl then threaten to beat the fuck out of them if they don’t fuck outta here in the next 3 seconds.

- He’d be highkey scary threatening that person like that but would then try calming himself down in order to be able to actually think rationally again and check up on you. By the time he’d walk over you and grab your shoulders whilst asking if you’re alright, poor Abba would still be breathing heavily, his cheeks tinted red from the previous intense anger episode. He’d immediately escort you away from the place where the harassment happened as he’d keep reassuring you that you’re safe now with him here.

- That day Abba would keep replaying that episode inside his head over and over because he simply cannot understand how someone could just speak to a stranger in such a horrible way, and the thought of you getting insulted like that is enough to send him into a fit of anger, let alone if you were actually touched by said person. He’s absolutely ready to square up for you 25/8 and, although he’s not the best with words, he’s going to make sure that you’re feeling better and would keep cuddling and comforting you for as long as you need in an attempt to make you forget about the incident.

Mista:

- Makes a damn scene and rightfully so. He’s already a very touchy guy even in public, so the fact that the person in question clearly saw the both of you together and STILL decided to hit on you absolutely enrages him. Hell, even if you were alone what do they think gives them the right to talk to someone else like that??? Mista cannot wrap his head around it and at this point he doesn’t even try to anymore, he’s full on f u m i n g. He already took on some fuckers that were harassing a poor woman in the past and will gladly do it again for his partner.

- Whether he was there when it happened or not, you bet your ass that Mista is going to go on a rant and insult that person’s entire bloodline, mostly using italian curse words of course. He’d hate himself for not being there to properly protect you if it happened when you were alone, but if we’re talking about him actually WITNESSING that scene then it’s game fucking o v e r. Mista would just go like “O I” then waltz towards that rude ass with his fist clenched and brows tightly knitted together in sheer anger. He’d be screaming his ass off at that person telling them to never get near you again, calling them out on their bs right in front of everyone else on the damn street.

- He wouldn’t be afraid to legit fight them whilst everyone was watching either so you’d most likely have to drag his ass away from there or else he’d end up fucking killing them or something. Mista would need some time to come down from his rage episode but when he does he’s going to be apologizing over and over for his outburst, quite literally crushing you into his arms afterwards and trying not to fucking cry whilst telling you how much he loves you and how he’s going to beat up anyone else that tries wronging you like that again. Expect him to be EVEN more clingy than usual for the next few hours as well since he can get v e r y protective over you.

Fugo:

- As expected, probably the one that erupts the worst. If you thought Mista and Abbacchio threw a scene honey you ain’t seen s h i t. The second he hears that person call out to you in an insulting way he’s violently whipping his head around towards them, his jaw clenched and hands trembling with anger. In that second said person knows they F U C K E D U P because Fugo starts screaming his ass off and calling them all sorts of colorful insults.

- Just like in Mista’s case you’d have to hold him down or else he can and WILL kill them. Fugo has absolutely 0 patience and regard for people that do this also because of personal reasons, so it would almost be ptsd inducing for the poor man. Not only would he be utterly enraged with such behavior directed at a total stranger (who also happened to be his beloved mind you), but it would also remind him of some past experiences he wished he could forget.

- Afterwards Fugo will be unusually clingy and significantly more open with his feelings, telling you over and over how he’ll stop at nothing to protect you and constantly expressing his love for you through gentle touches and soft words. He’s normally extremely shy when it comes to showing affection, but after this he’d feel an overwhelming need to be there for you and comfort you through your distress, swearing that he’ll protect you no matter what and that you shouldn’t care for such heinous comments coming from an uneducated rude ass.

Narancia:

- At first is flabbergasted and tries to process what that person just said. Did he hear that right?? Are they really serious?? Did they really just dare to mess with Y O U???? That’s it, Narancia is angrily stomping towards the scene, throwing an arm around your shoulders whilst straight up bullying your harasser for their disgusting behavior. Now if said person tries mocking him that would be their last mistake because Narancia can and WILL throw goddamn fists regardless of who’s watching.

- He’ll tell off anyone that bothered you then smother you in hugs and spoil you with anything you wanted in an attempt to cheer you up. He’s also a surprisingly good listener so you can pretty much pour your heart out at him for he will sit through it all then proceed to comfort and hug you plenty. He may be smol but Narancia has no fear of fighting for his close ones, so he’ll let you know that whenever someone else starts bs you should immediately call him.

- He doesn’t like dwelling in the negative feelings and will instruct you on doing the same. Basically, he’ll try getting your mind off of things to the best of his abilities and is going to constantly be encouraging and reassuring you. Narancia is pretty much a walking serotonin machine who will be your emotional support human as well as your “bodyguard” because he really likes to pride himself in protecting and keeping you safe.

#JoJo's Bizarre Adventure #Jojo no Kimyou na Bouken #Vento Aureo #bucci gang #jojo headcanons #headcanons #anon #tw

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sourstars · 4 years ago

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Hi I’m not a Deku fan I don’t hate him but don’t like but I just want to know why you think he caused even more damage at the forest camp? Because if it wasn’t for him sounding the alarm to everyone about Katsuki being a target for a kidnapping then it really could have messed up the ability to save Katsuki. He also did save Kota from muscular who would have murdered him! Do agree with you on everything you say about him though so don’t think I’m trying to argue or whatever :D

oh my god i’m not even gonna lie to you i thought you were gonna say you don’t like me LMAAOAOA i was about to apologize and agree w you bc sometimes i don’t like me either pfft i don’t think you’re trying to argue, dw!! i didn’t want this too long so i hope you can read it!! i’m not gonna lie to you i kinda forget what i wrote already but i hope it makes sense!

but seriously, it’s no so much as like, getting other people hurt, but it’s more the matter of him not taking into account that yeah, his quirk could kill him, it could break his bones again and he won’t have arms, or legs, or even joints that work. it’s more the idea of him being a student in a class that had to prepare for danger and has to quickly come to terms with the fact that they cannot, and probably won’t, be able to save everybody. it’s the idea that he believes he’s right about everything without so much as a doubt to his own opinion, even if the opinion is from a literal pro hero, a superior who has seen the heat of battle and see the tragedy of death and what it can leave behind from a villain.

midoriya, even though they literally live in a world with superpowers, has a very bad hero complex, and the mentality of wanting to fight until you save that person, it leaves no room for thinking about whether or not you’ll survive to see that person safe. it’s a very dangerous mindset to have, and things like when he spotted eri, instead of listening to mirio (bc mirio knew the guy was bad off the rip), midoriya immediately ignored him and felt like he shouldn’t listen, even though mirio is his senior and was in the internship long before him and has more fighting experience, and instead could’ve potentially made that situation be worse than it was. i’m fine if you were in that world, and you’re partner is constantly running off to fight people while there’s a bigger situation at hand, what do you do? you’re gonna be like wtf??

the training camp wasn’t the best example, but it still stands bc he was told to not use his quirk until absolutely necessary up until the class had to (and when he did, he didn’t listen anyway and used more of it than he double had, pushing forward the rush to bulk up and thus past OFA’s singularity point) and the first thing he did when aizawa turned around was run away. fortunately, he saved kota, and fortunately, they saved eri, but the idea of recklessly jumping into situations where he doesn’t have any prior knowledge or just because he thinks he can win? that’s dangerous, and sometimes the odds seem so much more steep than at first glance and i’m so convinced the only reason he isn’t dead or has lost a limb is bc of plot armor.

physical growth means nothing when you don’t have both the mentality to fight and also knowing you have make sure you can find the opportunity to flee if it means you survive, bc that means you can make it another day and maybe you win that next fight, maybe you save the next person. but he can’t do that if he’s dead.

i also find the way he likes to underestimate his classmates, even if just an implication, very unsettling bc it’s seems he’s forgetting he was once just a boy. with no quirk, no power, no spot in the hero class. and while he has to make that power his, he has to be alive and be worthy of being called a hero, and when he has a mentality like that, it can be hard to realize that, again, you can’t save everybody, and that sometimes, you’re not the hero, and you don’t know everything. he stated that he believe the reason shinsou won was bc of kaminari and asui, which i don’t believe is true, not entirely, bc if shinsou’s introduction to the hero class is to get him to begin to fit inside of it, why would he not also help with the plan to learn how the dynamic of teamwork navigates? shinsou is inexperienced, yes, but midoriya went from saying he got stronger to saying it was all due to kaminari and asui in literally two seconds, and that just ain’t it. (plus he smiled as it said it and that didn’t sit right w me either)

idk, i feel like the training camp was the tip of the iceberg, and could’ve used a different example but to sum it up, i don’t wanna make this too long. all in all his character just doesn’t sit right w me. it’s almost like midoriya is supposed to be the poster perfect version of a hero but those don’t really exist, and if they’re presenting as perfect, chances are the dirt or the pain hasn’t seen the light yet.

good for the people who like him though, i’m not trying to hate n him or anything, i just really, really don’t vibe with his character and how he’s progressed. i just feel it could’ve been done a lot better if his mental growth was also taken care of.

it’s nice to see people find characters they enjoy, though!

#🎥 — studio interviews: ghost writers

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no-heart-no-soul-t · 4 years ago

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BeachBoy JaeHyun imagine

had soft beachy hours

pairing: NCT beachboy!JaeHyun x Reader

genre: fluff, small angst

warnings: some language, inappropiate behaviour to the girl (JaeHyun is angel DW! :3)

You looked at Mark Lee, your roommate, your bitch, your BFF, as if he just told you he was getting married with his ex, who cheated on him with his enemy, Yuta. “You did what?,” your voice filled with confusion and anger. “I might have signed us to work at a beach bar?,” he answered, backing away from you, scared of his own life. “But why meeee? You know I hate these places!,” you cried out, your introvert self panicking. “It’s not that bad… you will only give out drinks and food,” he shrugged, side hugging you. “But, I have TO TALK TO PEOPLE!,” you shrieked. “Hey, it’s really gonna be okay. The pay is really good and maybe you will finally find someone who will take your virginity,” he said chuckling. “You. Have exactly three seconds to run away.” When he didn’t move and just smiled at you, you started to slowly counting down while walking over to him. “Three,” you said and started chasing him around apartment, telling him he will die when you catch him.

It was only 8AM the next day, and you were already standing in front of the manager of the bar. “Can you two start tonight 8PM sharp? Our two other employees can’t make it today and we don’t have anyone else to put on shift,” the manager looked up at you two full of hope. “Yeah sure, me and Y/N will be here 7:50 for sure,” Mark said and you looked at him shocked. Sure he was laid back about this, because he was always at some clubs partying and sometimes helped behind bar. But you never went to a club let alone worked at bar. He just gave you reassuring smile and took you out of the office. “Mark, I know, you know how to work at this type of place, BUT I DON’T!,” he just massaged his temples and dragged you home. At home he showed you how to make basic drinks and how to talk with customers.

It was already 5PM and Mark already got out of shower, ushering you to take yours and start getting ready. While you were taking shower Mark went to your room to pick an outfit for you. “Jesus, she really only has hoodies and jeans,” he mumbled while going deeper in to your closet. After another five minutes he found nice white crop top with flowy long sleeves and baby pink high waisted shorts, “These will do,” he said when he heard you exiting bathroom. “Hey, Y/N, wear these, you can pair them with sneakers,” he handled you your clothes and you looked at him shocked, for the millionth time this day. “Ya, I don’t I will good in this.. Mark really…,” you looked at the clothes nervous, not confident at all. “You will pull this up, just let your hair down and put soft makeup on, don’t worry,” he smiled reassuringly, going to the living room to wait for you. You did as he said, puting some soft brown smokey eyes and soft pink lip gloss.

It was 10PM, working for over two hours and you found yourself enjoying this job. It wasn’t anything what you expected, actually. So far no rude customers, no drunkyards. Everyone was even understanding to you, that this was your first time working at a bar. You were going to the table to give customer a drink but you accidentally slammed in to someone. It was a tall, buff man, maybe in his forties, “Oh, I am so sorry I didn’t mean to..,” you said nervously. And he went off, “How fucking dare you? You don’t have eyes? This is Gucci!,” he started screaming at you. Your eyes were stinging with tears. He raised his hand, getting more angrier, and was going to slap you. But the impact never came. When you lifted your head you were expecting Mark to stop the man, but this guy wasn't Mark. He was much taller and had some elegance to him. “Now, don’t yell and hit our employees, especially women,” the mysterious guy said with deep, warning voice. “And who you think you are, kiddo?,” said the angry man, his arm still held by the tall handsome guy. “Huh, I am the son of the owner of this place, Jung Jaehyun, it’s nice to meet you. And now. Leave,” Jaehyun said looking straight in to rude man’s eyes. “Sure you are, kiddo. Call the manager, y’all pay for this shit, it’s limited,” rude man demanded, looking up to Jaehyun’s eyes, not backing away. Jaehyun just took out his phone and called someone, “Hey, it’s me can you come to the bar on the beach?.. Yeah someone wants to talk to you, dad.” The man just laughed, “I should believe you after this? Mr. Jung’s son is in New York.” Jaehyun just smiled at him and stood still between you and the man. After few minutes of the man yelling at Jaehyun for lying and at you for paying for his ruined clothes, tall, handsome man in expensive suit came. He looked like an older version of Jaehyun for sure, and the man looked at him, all smiles, “Mr. Jung! It’s nice to see you again!,” and he shook Mr. Jung’s hand. “So, Jae you called me because Mr. Smith wanted to see me? I thought it was something more important,” Mr. Jung shook Mr. Smith’s hand and looked at Jaehyun. “Yes, father, first he yelled at our new employee and almost hit her, and second, he said I am still in New York, when I am already back in California for three months. You didn’t tell anyone I was back?,” Jaehyun said, standing next to his father. “Wait? He tried what? So what did the employee? Where are they?,” Mr. Jung asked looking around. Mark already next to you, pushed you their direction softly. He looked at you, seeing that you were crying before he came. “Now tell me, miss, what happened?,” he asked calmly as if talking to small child. Well, he ain’t wrong, you felt like a child at that exact moment. So you told him that you accidentally spilled the drink you were bringing to another table on Mr. Smith. And Jaehyun added the other details of Mr. Smith yelling and trying to hit you. “Mr. Smith, I didn’t think you were that type of man to yell and hit women. Could you please leave my bar and never show up here again?,” Mr. Jung said calmly, but it scared you and Mr. Smith too. He just apologized and left as quickly as possible, without looking back. Mark came and hugged you to his side, “We are sorry for causing trouble. It will never happen, I promise,” and you nodded your head, saying small sorry and sniffling. Jaehyun and his dad just looked at you two bowing your heads and said it was nothing, “I hate him anyways, so it’s really not a big deal,” Mr. Jung joked and waved, going inside saying he want to talk with managers.

You looked up at Jaehyun and went to him slowly, “Thank you, Mr. Jung,” you said quietly, scratching your neck. He chuckled, “Please, call me Jaehyun. I am maybe two years older than you. And it’s nothing. That man doesn’t have any manners,” he continued, smiling down at you. “R-right.. J-jaehyun… can I make you a drink as a thanks?,” “Sure.” He was sitting in front of you on a bar stool, watching you mix his drink, which you didn’t tell him what was, “So, you won’t like poison me or something right?,” he joked and you looked at him shocked he would assume something like that about you. “No, no. It’s a drink that Mark always makes for me. It’s called ‘Cherry Bomb’. It’s really good… I promise no poison, no drugs,” you softly smiled, adding ice to the shaker. After few shakes you poured liquid in tall glass with more ice and cherries. Jaehyun took a sip while looking at you. When he saw that you are looking back he smirked against the straw and winked at you. You looked away, hoping he didn’t see your face go cherry red. “Hmmm, it’s really good, you weren’t lying. I will come here more often from now on,” he said with husky voice. You just nodded head and went to take care of other customers while leaving Jaehyun alone. Sometimes when you looked his way, you saw him staring at you, with these eyes that held something you didn’t understand. You went to one of the tables, to give them their orders, and Mark stood in front of Jaehyun, who was looking at your ass, “You know, she isn’t type of girl just casually sleeping around. She is still a virgin,” Mark said to Jaehyun who turned around looking at him with his ears going red, “Sorry, couldn’t help myself. She looks good. So you are Mark huh?,” Jaehyun took a sip looking at Mark. “Yeah, we are best friends and roommates. So I am making sure no one will play with her,” he warned Jaehyun and looked at you coming back from table. “I am not that type of man, don’t worry,” Jaehyun answered while also looking at your smiley face. “I hope so, if you toy with her, you are dead.”

It was 2AM when you were leaving with Mark, bar slowly closing down. When you were already in front of the bar, going to Mark’s car you heard your name getting called. You looked behind you to find Jaehyun running your way, “Hey, Y/N. Can I get your number? I want to talk to you more and send some memes,” he said all smiles. You looked at Mark not understanding this situation and he just shrugged, going inside car. “Eh, yeah.. sure..” and you put your number with your name in his phone. “Thanks, lovely. See you guys around and goodnight,” he said while opening the door to the car for you and waving at Mark. “Huh weird don’t you think so?,” you asked Mark who was focusing on the road. “No, I don’t think so. You charmed him with your fine ass,” he joked and you wanted to smack him, but refined from doing so, because he was driving.

Three weeks passed by like nothing. You were texting with Jaehyun back and forth, meeting at the bar when you had a shift. You two became a really good friends. Mark also became friends with Jaehyun and his friend, Johnny. You four were always loud at the bar, getting an earful from managers all the time. You and Mark would instantly stop, loving your jobs, but Jaehyun and Johnny would make more noise, trying you two to make laugh. When you laughed Jae and John would get literally kicked out of the bar, making you laugh harder. “So, what you doin tonight?,” Jaehyun asked while sipping on your new drink called ‘Rainbow Punch’. “Working, duh,” you answered rolling your eyes and giving customer who was sitting next to Jaehyun her drink, she laughed, finding this amusing. “Geez, you know what I mean, lovely,” he said while pouting your way. To say that didn’t move your heart would be a lie. Knowing each other only for three weeks and catching feeling this quickly scared you. But you eventually didn’t mind. Knowing this won’t last long. “Ok, ok drama queen… what do you want to do after I finish work,” you asked while mixing another drink for two customers in front of you. “Hm, let’s take a stroll on the beach, just the two of us,” he said casually. “Sure,” you said simply doing your work. You went to the tables, serving them, when you felt someone grabbing your ass. “Could you, please, take your hand of my butt?,” you kindly asked the male. “No. You look too good to not get touched,” he said smirking that sick smirk. You just rolled your eyes, trying to walk away, but he held your hand so strongly, you thought it might break. “HEY! Leave me!,” you screamed not fazing him. He leaned closer, trying to kiss you but you felt yourself getting pulled away in to a strong chest. “Don’t touch my girl,” Jaehyun said, with deep voice and anger present. You looked at him shocked that he called you his girl. After that he dragged you away, to the beach.

“Jae! I didn’t finish my shift!,” you called after him but he didn’t budge. When you were already on a beach, you realized it was that part where no one came to. Only you four, finding it relaxing. “Jae, what are we doing here?,” you asked looking around and then at him. He came closer, taking your face in to his hands softly, “You okay? Did he hurt you?” “No… but he might have if you didn’t come.. so thank you,” you said looking down. “Come here, lovely,” he hugged you tightly, whispering sweet nothings. You pulled away, wanting to say something, but… he suddenly kissed you. It was a sweet kiss, full of promises. Full of love. You felt at peace, but you didn’t know if it was because of surroundings or because of Jaehyun. The kiss eventually became deeper, hungrier. He lifted you up, carrying you over to the rock, sitting you there. “I wanted to do this the first time I laid my eyes on you,” he confessed making you blush. “I know, Y/N, we know each other really shortly, but I fell in love with you. And I am not saying this for fun.. I mean it, angel,” he looked deep in to your eyes, his voice becoming softer and quieter. You didn’t know what to say or do.. so you just kissed him softly on lips, and he kissed you back instantly. After few minutes of making out he pulled away, breathless and smirked, “Well, you made me hard, love. And you are gonna take care of it, in my bed,” you looked at him nervously, “But… I have… never done this..,” embarrassment present all over your being. “Don’t worry,” he stroked your cheek lovingly, “I will be soft and gentle. I promise.” If someone asked you, what was your best night ever. It would be this night.

#jung jaehyun #nct jaehyun #jaehyun #beachboy!jeahyun #nct scenarios #jung jaehyun imagines #nct jaehyun imagines #nct jaehyun scenarios #short story #ff #short ff #jaehyun x reader #was bored again sorry.

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inherbookishhead · 5 years ago

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Episode 12x06: Praxeus

This episode is how I would picture a more successful sibling of Orphan 55. I empathized with the message, it is relevant, urgent, close to my heart, and not so “in your face” as its earlier predecessor (although, subtlety is still yet to be found)

SPOILERS BELOW

Peru, Hong Kong, Madagaskar - as much as I adore London, I always immensely enjoy new locations. More inclusive DW is my favourite DW.

“You work out”- “I do a lot of running”. I’m sort of confused about this bit because, on the one hand, it’s cute and I like that Ryan gets noticed (and to bring balance to the force, Doc, later on, assumes he simply didn’t shower, when, in fact, he brought a dead bird in his backpack), on the other, if I picture the genders reversed, I think this scene would be criticized.

Eating snacks while watching the first half of the episode was certainly a bad idea. The pathogen totally freaked me out, which means it was done well (at least in my books).

Those infected guys in masks were just as accurate as stormtroopers. I mean, really! Also, I was half expecting their gas masks to be undetachable are you my mummy?

Yaz got sidelined so many times over the course of 1,5 seasons, that in this episode she decided to outright demand more action and even went as far as following that creepy gas mask dude through a portal into who knows where. You go, girl!

The vocals are back in the soundtrack of this era. This sort of rolls since season 11, but this episode I noticed the beauty of it again.

Autons? - Chibnall, leave my rtd nostalgia alone unless you are going to give me a treat from that particular era. I had enough of crushed hopes with this show already (although who am I kidding, I’m easily sold on any references as long as he gives them to me)

I never knew I would see a new revisioned version of Hitchcock's “Birds” in Doctor Who.

No one from the fam knew the “famous” travel bloggers. Oh the shade, it was delightful.

Two things that didn’t quite work for me though:

I got suspicious about a perfectly equipped lab in Madagaskar the moment I heard about it (and I ain’t an ancient alien genius), Thirteen did not.

“Anyone can fly a spaceship” was fine as a lighthearted comment in their urgent situation, but when the guy actually sat and flew the spaceship into the stratosphere, it felt exactly like all those action movies where an average passenger can land a burning crashing plane.

Overall I enjoyed the episode. The message about “Plastic is everywhere, even in humans, and it will lead to terrifying consequences” drove close to home: from the beach that looks more like a trash valley to plastic in birds, in the oceans, microbeads in the water we drink. This more nuanced episode could have easily replaced Orphan 55.

#dw #dw season 12 #dw season 12 spoilers #doctor who #doctor who season 12 #doctor who season 12 spoilers #doctor who season twelve #dw spoilers #thirteenth doctor #thirteen #chibnall era #praxeus #tardis fam #ryan sinclair #yazmin khan

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ryncorrect · 6 years ago

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university!au: day6 wonpil

first of all i will definitely do poorly on this because,,, you know,,,,, he’s so precious and i don’t think my words can do it justice ksbdjshs i wanna make the sweetest scenario for him

but i suck at sweet stuffs smh bye

name: kim wonpil

major: modeling (i still cant believe this is an actual major im living under a rock smh)

other activities: member of music club, keyboardist and main singer of the university band

jae calls him “the backbone” of the music club because wonpil participates in all club events, he always takes part in weekly activities, and he actively finds new recruits

jae on the other side pops up once in a blue moon to play guitar, do shit, then disappears

don’t worry ever since jae starts dating the newest member who happens to be wonpil’s bestie he’s more active now

honestly more than half of their club members joined because wonpil made them to

he’s persuasive and convincing okay you would end up eating rocks if he told you it’s good for health

but he’ll never do that ever bc he speaks no lies okay he’s like the sweetest person in the earth

he’ll cry by the sight of cute puppies, do i have to explain further

wonpil was nominated as the club president but the other candidate park sungjin who’s also his roommate beat him by one vote

well he prefers to be just regular member anyway, that way he can still do a lot of things for the club but with less responsibilities

you see he’s really nice, he’s caring, he’s hardworking, he’s confident, he knows how to present himself and he’s hella attractive

he’s taking modeling as his major do i make myself clear

everyone LOVES wonpil

and i mean sometimes it’s just not only a platonic love but like an “i will give you my heart and soul please marry me” love

too bad he’s oblivious af

someone: i,, i like you wonpil,,,, d-do you like me too?

wonpil: of course!!! you’re my friend!!!!!!!!!

someone: ….oh ok

accidental friendzone

but you know he doesnt actually mean to do that, he just doesn’t think anyone likes him like that

moreover he already has someone in mind

aka the coffee shop girl

aka Y O U

yeah hello guys i am: still lame

the first time he met you was on exams week

everyone was busy and stressed af and running on almost no sleep

except maybe wonpil

not because he was fully prepared but more like he forgot exams week was coming until the day before so he just decided to wing it lol whatevs

anyway his roommate aka sungjin asked him if he could go buy him a double shot espresso so wonpil did

he rarely visits coffee shops tbh and when he does he always orders vanilla latte with extra syrup for himself

wonpil seems to be that kinda person who tries to enjoy coffee but can’t handle the bitter taste its so frickin cute and trust me you think so too

so anywayyyy yeah he never saw you, aka the new barista, before

it was ur first work day as well btw and he was ur first customer

he didn’t know why but watching you being nervous made him nervous too

just imagine a stuttering costumer and a stuttering barista

everyone watched you two with anxiety

but even when wonpil was a nervous wreck he didn’t forget to smile and before leaving he said to you, “thanks, have a great day!!!!!!!!!!!”

honest to god it made your whole day better

anyway let’s move on to the second meeting

he comes back and this time he orders a vanilla latte, but being the clumsy ass that you are, you slightly confused his order

he receives his coffee and takes a sip and he freezes

you ask whats wrong and he’s like,, uh nothing,, the coffee is just,,,, kinda bitter today??? ha,,,hahahhaha,,,,

you stand still

wait

he asked for EXTRA SYRUP not EXTRA SHOT you dumbfucc

you offer to make him a new one and he refuses saying it’s fine!!! but you still feel bad so you insist but he’s like no!!! i gotta stay awake anyway i have an important quiz today i have to study! by the way uhhhh i’ve never seen you around until recently???

you introduce yourself and he introduce himself blablabla it’s awkward and your palms keep sweating for some reason

before wonpil left, he didn’t forget to say “have a great day!! i’ll see you around then!!!”

he’s so sweet uwu

seeing him and making him his vanilla latte (extra syrup) is one of the best parts of your job tbh

and he visits every single time you’re working which makes it better

why is his smile so adorable what the fuck

and there’s something about the way he walks that keeps you looking i mean boiiiii does he know how to present himself holy shit

that feeling when you see someone so beautiful you want to cry

the more you see him the more you want to know about him

what major is he in? what is he usually do outside the class? what kind of person is he? does he have a lot of friends? what’s his hobby? stuffs like that

too bad he always comes when it’s busy at the cafe so you can’t talk too much

neither he ever tries to initiate a conversation with you except his usual “hello! how are you today?” and “thank you, you make the best coffee! have a nice day!! see you!!!”

let’s admit it you highkey have a crush on him and EVERYONE knows

wELL it’s because you always wear that expression like "goddammit why must kim wonpil be so cute if he ain’t gonna ask me on a date” whenever you watch his back as he leaves the cafe

and EVERYONE but YOU knows wonpil’s so into you

whenever someone says something like “just ask him for his number he’ll definitely give it to you” you’re like “wtf nO that’s creepy and he won’t!! he doesn’t even know me!!!”

“he literally only comes when it’s your shift and he always makes sure you’re the one taking his order you oblivious dumbass”

“it’s just a coincidence”

“…..yeah whatever”

but they’re right wonpil’s crushing on you hard

at this point sungjin can even draw a portrait of you although he hasn’t actually met you before

that’s how much wonpil talks about you

from your whole adorable appearance to how cute your little cough is, or how he adores your little smile and the sparks in your eyes when he compliments your coffee, or he’ll describe your apron what the fuck and how he thinks your look so good in white and blue

sungjin’s so done with him

“just ask her out you stalker”

“nO I CAN’T!!! SHE’LL THINK IM CREEPY!!! SHE DOESN’T EVEN KNOW ME”

“well i bet she remembers your face by now since you always drop by when she’s there”

“but she meets a lot of people everyday there’s NO WAY she can remember me”

you see the problem now?

then one day jae decides to play matchmaker

by “playing matchmaker” i mean he follows wonpil to the cafe and straight up tells you, in front of wonpil’s face and everyone there, “yo this friend of mine wants to take you on a date and he wonders if you’re interested”

you are: blushing

wonpil is: dead pale

you: o-oh… i’m–

wonpil: yO HE’S JUST JOKING HAHAHAHA IM SO SORRY oH My gOd jAE LET’S GO

he drags his tall friend aka jae out of the cafe and since then he never visits again :(

im sad now ugh i told you i suck at sweet stuffs like this

fast forward it’s summer and the university wonpil’s attending is holding a summer festival that’s open for public

well,,,,, you decide to go and you ask some of your friends to tag along

you’re not sure what you’re hoping; maybe you just want to see how the place wonpil’s studying at looks like, or maybe you do wish to meet him by accident or something yanno like a drama

whatever

you promised yourself that if you don’t see him today, you’ll get over him

but if you do see him, you will ask. him. out.

well jokes on you babe he’s there performing on the stage with the band

he’s,,, he’s singing,,, and playing keyboard,,,, omg his voice

as you already know im uncreative soooo by impossible coincidence somehow his eyes spot you in the crowd

btw i imagine them singing Pouring but i think you can pick any songs you like

he’s so taken aback that one second he’s singing and the next second he sees you and his eyes widen and he’s like “I’m falling for–hUH? why are you here??” to the microphone

don’t worry the others cover for his mistake while trying not to laugh

everyone laughs too while looking around to find the person whom wonpil sees

you’re embarrassed as fuck you want to curl up and hide forever

but your so-called-friends don’t let you get away that easy okay it’s your only chance

dw dude wonpil feels the same he wants to immediately get off the stage and die

but sungjin will literally kill wonpil in his sleep if he doesn’t do anything it’s now or never

poor boi has had enough of this pining shit

so after the band performance wonpil has no choice but to approach you

“h-hey! so you watched our stage!”

“y-yeah! it was great!! didn’t know you can sing so well”

“h-haha thanks”

“y-you’re welcome”

silence

more silence

wonpil clears his throat and, “so…”

you blink fast, “yeah…?”

“um uhhh do you wanna see around? i can take you”

“oH of course”

What Am I Even Writing Anymore

well remember your promise earlier? about asking him out?? no???

is it too late to chicken out and forget the whole thing now

you barely know each other it’s so awkward and he looks so fine today and you really don’t wanna push him even further now but if you hesitate longer who knows someone else will ask him first and just the thought alone breaks your heart a little bit

so it’s time to grow a pair and take risks cmon dude you can do this

one

two

“anywaysijustwonderifyou'refreenextsaturday?”

wait

it was!! not!!! your voice!!!!

“huh?”

wonpil clears his throat and repeats slower, “i just wonder if you’re uhhhh free next saturday?”

o shit

o fUck YeAH

you cough a bit before answering, “y-y-yeah i guess??”

“ok um i like, have two tickets for movie if you want to come with me”

that’s like the lamest invitation and you yourself gotta admit that lmao

but oh kim wonpil,, dear,,,, there’s no way i would say no

so you two go on a date

or “casual outing” as you two call it

but everyone knows it’s a date okay even though you two didn’t have any skinskip oops

it’s okay it takes a bit of time but you’ll get there

i mean, since then you two go out together almost every weekend so ye it won’t be that long until the awkwardness wears off

wonpil just cherish you so much he’s afraid he’ll scare you or hurt your feeling by accident so he never boldly initiates anything

the first time you two finally holding hands is when you two go skating, and that’s just because you two are so bad at that

gotta hold each other so you won’t keep falling aye romance

you don’t know this but trust me wonpil talks about it for days sungjin almost decides to move out

he’s still insisting it’s not a date tho

“you know what, i can already imagine you two in like 10 years, standing at the altar and be like, do you marry me as a friend or what? unclear”

“do you think we’ll get married?????”

“oh dear god”

but yeah

you two will get there

somehow

just take your sweet time and give wonpil all the love in the world i beg you

that’s it YAY i think imma work on sungjin’s next wish me luck im running out of lame cliche ideas now lol bye

#day6 #wonpil #day6 imagines #day6 scenarios #day6 fanfic #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #kpop fanfic #how to tag smh #three down two more to go!!!!!!!#sungjin and dowoon leggo #this is so lame imma cry snandjsnjdnf

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lookslikechill · 6 years ago

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DW Valentine’s Special

I felt driven to write a little something for Valentine’s Day featuring Alistair Sheep and Miles Crawford, one of the Main couples, or arguably The Main Couple, in my novel-beast wip Daydream Walking. I’m super happy with how it came out, to the point where I have to include it in my first draft, so I hope you enjoy it too! Here is a playlist for them, and the writing is below the cut since it is rather long.

Come On Closer by Jem

You sit back now Just relax now I'll take care of you

Marlene On The Wall by Suzanne Vega

Observe the blood, the rose tattoo Of the fingerprints on me from you

Like Real People Do by Hozier

I had a thought, dear However scary

HOLD ME TIGHT OR DON’T by Fall Out Boy

The distance between us It sharpens me like a knife

Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! by Cher

In my flat all alone How I hate to spend the evening on my own

Say Amen (Saturday Night) by Panic! At The Disco

Swear to God, I ain't ever gonna repent Mama, can I get another amen?

Shiver by Maroon 5

And I shiver when I hear your name I think about you, but it's not the same

Storm Song by Phildel

I'll send a storm to capture your heart and bring you home.

My Moon My Man by Feist

Take it slow Take it easy on me Shed some light Shed some light on things

The Lightning Strike (What If This Storm Ends) by Snow Patrol

I want pinned down I want unsettled Rattle cage after cage Until my blood boils

NFWMB by Hozier

If I was born as a black thorn tree I'd wanna be felt by you, held by you Feel the power of your hand on me

Bonus Couple Song: Your Man by Josh Parker Bonus Alistair Song: Little Pistol by Mother Mother Bonus Miles Song: Baby, You’re A Haunted House by Gerard Way

Content Warnings: Mentions of murder and death, some swearing. Also the presence of a weapon. There is no smut here!! But there is (hopefully) sexual tension, romance, and a good lot of kissing and touching.

Alistair was in the small, well-lit break room at the tail end of a long day, with a lit cigarette in his right hand and a cup of joe in his left. The shape of the room was long and narrow. One long wall hosted a number of square windows through which the harsh, bright afternoon sunlight shone, while the other was taken up by a kitchen stove and one long counter with cabinets below. On the stove sat a steaming percolator, on the counter beside the stove sat a wide, heavy ashtray, leaned against the counter next to the ashtray stood Alistair.

He was tapping ashes off into the ashtray when Miles ambled his way in. He had a way of moving that captured Alistair’s attention instantly; steady and confident, back straight, shoulders relaxed, pace consistent, like a well-trained hounddog at the height of his career. Miles settled in front of the stove and into pouring himself some coffee. “You should come home with me tonight,” he muttered, and jostled Alistair out of his thoughts. He took a drag off his cigarette as anxiety crawled up his spine.

They had never existed together, intimately, outside of Alistair’s apartment, except for the smallest of hints or touches that could not possibly be seen or heard by another human being. His apartment was safety, he knew every corner like he knew his own body, he knew the exits, he knew where he kept the knives, and he knew where every single dangerous creak, squeak, or groan existed in the furniture and in the floorboards and in the walls. “No,” he said on an exhale.

“Please,” Miles said without looking at him. The clacking of the spoon against Miles’ cup as he stirred filled the room. Was he being that loud on purpose? Alistair couldn’t help sneaking a look toward the door, wide open to the rest of the department.

“Why?”

“You’ll like it.”

“I don’t think so.”

“Trust me.” Alistair worked his lips around the end of the cigarette, damp yet firm, and took another drag. “I’ll pick you up.”

“No.”

“Fine, you can follow me. Civilian cars, civilian clothes.”

Alistair hesitated. Miles slurped coffee out of his mug. A phone rung somewhere in the building and a car started outside. Trust me. He heaved a sigh and put out his cigarette. “Okay.” He dropped his voice further and looked Miles in the face for the first time since he’d entered the room. “Thirty minutes after we’re off duty. I’ll be parked on Gerard Street.”

Before Miles, with his curls and his staring, seeing eyes, could respond, Sinclair walked his stupid ass into the room, and declared: “Hey, guys! What’s happening?”

“Murder!” Alistair just barely didn’t yell. “Just talking about murder!”

“Happens all the time,” Miles confirmed grimly as he refilled his cup. “It’s really very unfortunate.”

Quickly becoming somber, Sinclair nodded. “It’s true. It’s very unfortunate. Anyway, let me in on that coffee action, Crawford.”

At 6:30pm, Alistair was sitting in his Ford on Gerard Street, in regular, soot-gray trousers and jacket. He’d managed to bathe, mostly to get rid of hat hair, and he hadn’t had a cigarette since dropping into his apartment. He idly chewed on the inside of his cheek and tapped his fingers against the steering wheel as he scanned the street for Miles Crawford’s cream Hudson.

He stopped tapping and sat up a little straighter when he saw the Hudson turn off of Golding Street onto Gerard. His car rumbled and chugged around him as Miles drove right past him without making eye contact or at all acknowledging his existence. When he could see Miles approaching the end of the street in his mirror, he pulled out and around to follow.

His anxiety lessened as he followed Miles through and around city blocks and out into the outer expanses of Port Cassandra. Soon the ocean and the city alike were obscured by trees both tall and numerous with thick underbrush groveling at their feet. Not only did Alistair feel calmer, now he was able to feel a spot of anticipation, a spark of excitement about where Miles was leading him. He had never been to Miles’ home, and he had never heard him speak of it either.

Eventually Miles pulled off the main road onto one both rougher and narrower, and Alistair followed. The road wound through the trees, and in places the branches reached out and scraped against the sides and roof of his car. He flinched only because of the noise, not because of the damage. His car was not one that was in mint condition, nor was it very new.

The trees broke slightly, and through them he could see slivers of ocean, flashes of beach, and, finally, a stout log cabin, all sharp angles and natural grains and colors, yet clearly weathered. The cream Hudson, light and shiny against the backdrop of the forest, the greenery, and the cabin, pulled up close to what was clearly the cabin’s rear before stopping. Alistair pulled up alongside and cut the engine.

He got out of his car with some effort. The slamming of their car doors seemed loud and intrusive out here. He came around to greet Miles between their two vehicles. “This is where you live?” There was a touch of awe to his tone that he did not intentionally put there.

“Yeah,” Miles said. He was holding a rather large paper bag in one arm. He was wearing brown trousers with a blue, casual button-up tucked in. “My father left it to me when he died.”

“Oh.” He was a bit shaken by this. Miles had never spoken of his father before. “I didn’t know your father was dead. I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine. He wasn’t a good man.”

That made it the opposite of fine! Alistair gingerly, slowly stepped close to Miles and set a hand on his shoulder. Before he could say anything, though, Miles kissed him on the mouth. He gasped and stepped back, quickly taking stock of their surroundings and seeing . . . no one.

He turned back to see Miles wearing a shit-eating grin. “Let’s not talk about that right now. Come home with me, Alistair.”

A shiver ran up his spine and he found himself smiling back at him. “Okay.”

It turned out the bag Miles was carrying contained wine, crackers, cheese, and apples. Alistair hadn’t thought to bring anything aside from himself and the condoms that lived in the pocket of the jacket he was wearing, so he sliced the cheese and apples and displayed them on a plate with the crackers while Miles filled two glasses with wine. Of course, filling glasses with wine didn’t take much time, so after that he stood back and watched Alistair work. And drank wine.

Alistair still wasn’t used to being watched in a good way. He was always so worried about being seen and found out. “What are you looking at?” He asked as he set the dirtied knife and cutting board into the sink in the cabin’s kitchen. The inside of the cabin was small but clean and cozy. In the living room there was a wide, short couch with a matching coffee table.

“You,” Miles said as Alistair walked past and set the plate of crackers, cheese, and fruit next to the open bottle of wine and his own waiting glass. “The look on your face, determined. The way you do things. It’s very . . . “ His voice was breathy, low and loose. “Effective.”

Alistair picked up his glass in one hand and stood up straight, looking Miles in the face. Dark eyes, relaxed and calm, stared back at him. “Yeah?”

Miles pushed off the wall he was laying his weight against and came around the coffee table. He laid a hand against Alistair’s chest and pushed gently. “Yeah. Sit down, relax.”

Alistair obeyed. Miles wiggled himself into the space between him and the arm of the couch, and threw his arm over Alistair’s shoulders. “Drink,” he said into Alistair’s ear, his hot breath ghosting over the side of his face and the smell of wine hitting his nose.

He made physical effort to relax as he took a long sip of red wine. He leaned into Miles and relaxed into the couch. “I feel you have done all the work here,” he admitted, eyes on the wine wobbling in his glass.

“Not all of it,” Miles said, so close to him. “Just most of it. But don’t worry about it, I chose to do the work. I just wanted to get you out here, I thought you would like it.”

He sighed, trying to expel the shreds of tension that fought so valiantly to cling to the inside of his chest. He took another sip of wine and turned his face to Miles’. “I do like it.” He leaned more heavily into Miles, practically laying all the weight he could on him, and looked him in the eye before downing the entire glass of wine. He set the glass gently on the table, beside the bottle, with a small ‘clink’. “I just need you to fuckin’ kiss me before I have to go smoke a cigarette.”

Miles cradled his face with one hand and kissed him. It was a gentle, soft, close-lipped kiss. It was the sort of kiss Alistair remembered giving and receiving for the first time as a teenager. Then, it was an experiment. Now, it was a taunt.

Alistair turned his head, opened his mouth, and Miles pulled back.

“Wait,” Miles said.

“What?”

“I love you.”

For a long moment, he was thrown speechless. He probably looked like a deer in the headlights, or like an idiot, or maybe both. He wasn’t expecting it- although, if he were to think about it, it wasn’t surprising from Miles. And it wasn’t like he had never thought about how he felt about Miles, sex aside. There was a lot to their interactions now that could not be discounted as just . . . buddies helping each other out.

Like the wine and the cheese on the table, and the way Alistair had made sure he didn’t have disgusting cigarette mouth before he got here, and how Miles had practically negotiated him out here because he thought he would like it. Thought he would like it- no, Miles thought he could relax here. And he was right.

He leaned forward and pressed one more chaste kiss to Miles’ lips, and then another to his cheek. “I love you too,” he whispered against his skin, and shivered, but he wasn’t cold.

He felt Miles exhale, heavy and fast, like he was relieved, and then he was laughing a bit under his breath and his arms were tight around Alistair and he was kissing up his neck and nibbling his beard.

“Oh, my God,” Alistair managed, and he wasn’t unhappy. He was smiling again. He looked out at the darkening sky through the cabin windows, and he saw the trees, and he heard the night distantly. He could not deny that this felt nice.

“I thought you’d freak out,” Miles admitted with his face pressed into Alistair’s shoulder. There was humor in his voice, though it was a legitimate concern.

“Yeah, well, I didn’t,” he muttered.

Miles lifted his head and kissed him, and this time his mouth was open. He tasted like wine. His tongue was clever and his teeth were careful. Alistair’s mouth was his for the taking.

Alistair surged out of his grasp, but only to throw himself into his lap. He tossed his bad leg over Miles and shoved his right foot against the floor to push himself into position. They only ceased kissing for the moment it took him to reposition.

He ran his hands up Miles’ neck and into his short, curly hair, cradling the back of his neck. He felt Miles’ hands on his waist, massaging their way down through his clothes. He bit gently at his lower lip, and Miles gasped.

“Alistair!” He exclaimed, and pulled his gun out of its holster at his hip. “Really?”

#writing #romance #gay romance #gay writing #gay men #mlm #fictional cops in the 40's being gay #historical illegal homosexuality #wip:dw #dw #daydream walking #alistair sheep #miles crawford #valentine's day #valentine's day special

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sebthesnipe · 6 years ago

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Space Mormor/ Doctor Who Mormor

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Stranger: [Space AU, looking for a darker Jim] Sebastian was one of the first humans on the star ship prison. He'd been kicked out of the army and sent this hell hole, surrounded by a bunch of strange alien beings, all of them criminals like him. The Earth prisons were far too crowded now . In his current position, Sebastian should have been well mannered and quiet, considering most beasts on this ship were far more powerful and smarter than the humans who had recently entered the galaxy alliance and started sending their trash up here, but, humility was not Sebastian's strong suit. So, he walked through the lunch area with a tray, staring at all of the food lines, rather eager to ensure that all these aliens knew that humans were here and they were the dominant species. It had to be done. If Sebastian looked weak, his ten years here would be hell. The blond wandered over to a line and roughly shoved some small alien out of the line just to prove his point. "Outta my way, runt." Other aliens paled and the whole place went silent. They couldn't believe who the human just pushed. Moriarty /ran/ this place. This was going to get ugly, fast.

You: [reading]

You: [Quick question... At the moment all I can picture is Jim as a Timelord T.T Probably because of the new DW episode. Would it be a problem if I made him one? Similar to the Master?]

You: [Love this btw]

Stranger: (Sounds lovely to me! I'm also a Whovian.)

You: [SWEET! Replying now! :3]

You: Jim straightened as he glanced down at the tray on the floor before him, and the food splattered on his trousers. Those were his favorite slacks... and if there was one thing he didn't tolerate it was someone ruining his clothes. His dark gaze lifted slowly before meeting Sebastian's, his cool expression unchanging despite the bloodthirsty and somewhat mad glint in his eye. "Runt?" Jim repeated as some one hurried forward to clean up the mess for him. He didn't even bother to glance down to see who it was. "You must be new here." Jim purred, a wicked smile slowly creeping onto his lips. "What's your name handsome?" He asked, he took a step forward and the silent onlookers all shuffled backwards as if worried they'd get caught in the crossfire. Jim, however, just invaded the larger man's space, uncomfortably close.

Stranger: Sebastian turned around to see the man who dared to actually interrupt him on his way to his meal. "Huh? Are you deaf or dumb, runt. Yeah, that's exactly what I called you." Sebastian turned fully and crossed his arms. The human also lifted his chin and straightened up, posturing like some dog might - all high ears and hackles raised. He looked arrogant and he certainly looked ready for a fight. This guy was small anyway, so this might work out well. Sebastian could just beat him up, prove he was strong, and others would let him be. "First off, don't call me handsome. Second, it's Sebastian. But, you know, you can call me sir, short-stack." He laughed, giving Jim a little shove out of his space. "Run along now, before you get hurt."

You: Jim's smile only widened at the response, though the shove had it faltering for a moment... but only just. "Oh... I like you." He purred dusting off his shirt. A large beast like alien trudged forward as if to protect Jim but the smaller man lifted a hand to stop him. "No.. No... It's alright, Igor." He reassured, using his pet name for the beast. "I don't want him dead..." He stepped forward once more, far too quickly for Sebastian to stop, a blade seemingly coming out of no where and sinking into the soft flesh of the blond's stomach. "I wander if your as pretty on the inside as you are outside, gorgeous." He teased, twisting the blade a bit. "Shall we find out?"

Stranger: Sebastian looked to the large beast and huffed. "What you need a body guard? How pathetic is that, you- Urgh!" Sebastian's eyes widened as the blade sank into him. First there was shock, blood... then the pain hit and he howled like a kicked dog. "Fuck, argh! Argh!" The blade twisted and he groaned in pain, but he'd gotten enough of his wits about him to pull away. He pulled back and the knife slide out of him, blood gushing out next. "Shit... you coward... I ain't armed..." He stumbled back and leaned on a pillar with one hand, the other clutching his wound to try and stem the flow of blood. Shit, this hurt.

You: One of the guards hurried forward at the cry to see what had happened but upon seeing Jim lifted his hands in surrender and backed away, darting out of the room. Jim huffed with amusement. "You're not?" He blinked. "Well surely a big guy like you could take on a runt like me without a weapon?" He teased. "No?" He asked innocently. "Alright, here. Have mine." He offered, turning the blade over in his blood stained hand and offering it out. "Would that make you feel better, darling

You: ?" He sang. "Though... I have to say I was right... You are very pretty on the inside as well... Such a lovely shade of red." He lilted, lifted the hilt so that the blood caught in the glow of the lights above them.

Stranger: Sebastian panted, looking to the guard then to Jim. ...what? The guard backed away from... from this guy? Who the hell was this guy, then? Sebastian feared he'd made a bit mistake, but he was too proud to be defeated and embarrassed now. The blond lunged for the blade and he snatched it from Jim, but the movement caused him to double over in pain and clutch at the horrid gash in his stomach. "S...Shit." He lifted the blade and tried to ignore the pain as he stumble-lunged at the other man, trying to stick him.

You: Jim arched a brow and side stepped him with seeming easy. "Oh... You're a determined one... Stubborn. I like that." He grinned giving a small excited bounce on his heels. "Come on... Fight through the pain... embrace it... you can do this." He encouraged, bouncing again before glancing at the red starting to pool on the ground. "Oh... look... you're going to stain the floor. Well, if you /do/ die... at least I'll have something to remember you by, Handsome." He groaned inappropriately. He watched Sebastian's movement's calculating. If Sebastian lunged at him again he'd probably allow the blade to his somewhere non-vital just so that he could get in close.

Stranger: Sebastian stumbled all over the place, half-lunging and half-falling as blood loss began to take hold. He started to get a little light headed, a bit dizzy... still, he held out his arm again ad made one last attempt to stab Jim. This time he got close and he grinned as the blade sliced through the flesh of Jim's arms. "Heh... gotcha runt..." He rasped.

You: Jim didn't give any indication of the pain that washed through him. It was nothing compared to the agony he was in on a daily basis. "Did you now?" He asked, with an arched brow. A hand lifted to clamp down on Sebastian's throat as he yanked him down to Jim's level. Jim gave a small approving hum as he pressed his nose against the name of the human's neck and breathed him in trailing the action along his check until they were face to face. He forced Sebastian's mouth open and peered inside. "Such a pretty shade of pink." He commented approvingly before messing their mouths together in an aggressive kiss. "Now... Next time you speak to to me like that, pet... That pretty pink tongue of yours is going to make me a nice new earing." He purred when he pulled away. "Do you understand me?" He asked, his free hand moving to dig a few fingers into the wound he had caused earlier.

Stranger: Sebastian coughed as he was grabbed so roughly the hand around his throat tightening and causing him to wheeze for each breath. "G...get off..." He winced as his jaw was pulled open and gasped in surprise at that kiss. It caught him off guard and he pulled back, half falling, half leaning on Jim. Blood rushed from his gut as Jim messed with it and the human groaned once more. He felt close to passing out. In fact, he basically did. He went limp and crashed to the ground as a worried looking beast, half dog it seemed, panted nervously and nudged at Jim's arm with a whine. "He's just a human, boss... he don't know any better. He's a baby." The dog-like creature was sneaking in grunts and barks to the human ear, but knew Jim could understand him. "I will take him to the infirmary, yes?"

You: Jim shook out his hand, splattering more blood on the floor before examining his digits. He paused before running his tongue another them and humming, considering the words. "Yes." Jim finally said with a nod. "If he lives, see that you teach him better... I think I rather like him... Brave but stupid." Jim sighed. "Cute. Reminds me of someone I knew a long time ago." He mumbled, gaze glazing a bit with memories before he shudder and gave a nod to the creature. "Be on your way... and send someone to clean up this mess."

Stranger: The creature, who went by a series of grunts and growls but ended up with the nickname Max, nodded and dragged Sebastian from the room. Luckily, Sebastian did survive and Max was right by his side, eager to teach him. Of course, Sebastian didn't want to be taught. Thus, as soon as he could the human left the infirmary and stayed back in the shadows, avoiding the humiliating fact of being the man who got beaten up on his first day. Max sought out Jim and whined as he sat down with his breakfast. "Massssster." Came the frustrated whine. "The human doesn't want to leeeearn."

You: Jim was in a foul mood that morning, for no particular reason but the fact that he felt as if the light didn't do his complexion justice. So when Max appeared with the news he pinned him with a flat stare. "Then make him." He stated flatly. "If my new pet was able to survive his first day picking a fight with me then he is good enough to be put into submission." It made sense in his made world. "If you're not up for the job then I'll find someone else but... Max." He growled the name. "Just keep in mind... I /don't/ like failures." He warned. "Bring him to the yard tomorrow... I will make my decision then."

Stranger: Max just paled and frowning, nodding quickly before darting off. Okay, looks like Jim was in a foul mood. Just lovely. Meant someone would probably die today and Max didn't want it to be him. Bouncing off, the alien made sure to stick close to Sebastian this time. "He's gonna kill you if you don't listen..." Max complained and Sebastian just grunted. He was unhappy with everything now. People kicked him around. People didn't respect him... all because of Jim on that first day. "I won't..." He muttered, but he certainly didn't want to get hurt again. He almost died... The blond sighed. This was a tough choice and he didn't want to surrender his pride... but he wanted to live. The next day he wandered out into the yard during their workout time and settled on a bench to mope.

You: Jim caught sight of Sebastian moping on the bench. He watched him for a long time before striding over to the man. He paused in front of him peering down at him. "Show me." He instructed simply, meaning the scar he had left before. "I want to see."

Stranger: Sebastian went pale as he looked up at the alien and he swallowed thickly, his mouth a bit dry. Obey? Disobey? He didn't wanna get hurt... okay. Okay. Just this one he'd obey. It was a small request. Without a word, the man lifted his t-shirt to show off the puckered scar, still red and tender.

You: Jim couldn't help but give a pleased smile and hum as he leaned closer to examine it. "Beautiful." He praised, reaching out to brush his fingers over the spot gently. "Now..." He huffed, sinking down next to him. "Tell Daddy why you're pouting so hard, pet." He instructed. "You keep acting like this, you're going to get someone kiiiilllled." He sang.

Stranger: Sebastian furrowed his brow. Another simple request. "I'm pouting because this place sucks... no one respects me and everyone treats me like dirt." He crossed his arms over his chest and huffed. It was obvious that the blond was nursing some wounded pride and struggling to adjust to his new way of life. "Who would die because I pouted?"

You: "Aw... Poor Sebby..." He purred, giving a click of his tongue. "Probably Max... Or whoever wonders by next." He shrugged before giving his own pout and blinking up at him. "I've wounded my new pet's pride." He sighed. "Not bad for a 'runt'." He teased, dancing his fingers across the expanse of Sebastian's arm. "Come on, Sebastian... everyone has to earn their stripes... You can't just expect for it to happen over night."

Stranger: Sebastian huffed, but he didn't pull away from Jim's fingers. Sebastian had learned his lesson, that was for sure. He didn't pull away, he didn't fight back, he just allowed Jim to do what he wanted. "Don't kill Max. He didn't do anything wrong." The blond said, "You have. I can barely show my face around here." He crossed his arms then and sighed. "I want it to happen over night. Can't you just tell them to respect me?

You: Jim blinked at him, surprised for the first time in a very long time. For a moment, he didn't realize what had just happened but then he laughed, actually laughed and there was no blood being spilled. It was a sound that sent shivers down the spines of everyone near by and had them all glancing Jim's way but he paid them no mind. "I could." He admitted with a large grin. "Is that what you want. People to be forced to respect you. That wouldn't make it real? Well... not real for some people. Real is relative." He shrugged. "Relatives.... RElatives?" He mumbled, a bit of his insanity bleeding through but he shrugged it away before climbing up on the bench on his hands and knees and crawling closer to the blond, invading his personal space once more. "You real respect is earned... But... I can make them afraid of you... Avoid you... Is that the respect you want?"

Stranger: Sebastian cocked his head to the side,a bit concerned about the way Jim was acting. He pulled back a bit more and shifted away just a bit,trying to gain a bit of his personal space back. "Well... I suppose not. I really wouldn't want people to respect me just'cuz you told them to..." He thought for a moment. "Yeah, I mean... I want them to fear me. I want them to look at me like they look at you when you walk into a room. I want all the best cells and the best food."

You: Jim continued to move forward as Sebastian tried to escape, his hand curling around the him of his trousers to pin him in place as he climbed into his lap. "Mmm." He hummed as he considered the words. He peered into the blond's gaze as if reading his very soul. "Blue... like the color of lips." He purred after a moment of silence, though he obviously didn't mean the living color. "Hmm... I can make it happen." He admitted, doing another 360. "/We/ can make it happen. Is that what you want, Sebastian? Do you think you're capable? Do you have it in you? I see it, you know... The color of your insides..." He groaned inappropriately, pressing closer as his gaze darkened.

Stranger: Sebastian was uncomfortable, but god... he didn't dare move. Jim's mind seemed fragile at this state so the blond just let him do as he wished rather than have him snap or something. "I uh.... I... I mean, I assume I have it in me. I'm very capable of.... well, I'm good at a lot of things." The human didn't know what to say or how to respond. He was bewildered, but fearing for his life. "I can do whatever you want me to do."

You: Jim caught the sight of fear in the blond's gaze and his flirtatious demeanor seemed to extinguish quickly at the sight. Did that mean Sebastian would be the same as everyone else? Just another fearful soul doing whatever they could to keep Jim from going crazy on them? He gave a heavy sigh and lifted to pat his cheek softly, smile gone in an instant. "Good... Very good." He acknowledged before climbing off of him. His gaze drifted lazily over the people on the yard before resting his chin in his palm as his elbow wrested on his thigh. "Kill him." He instructed flatly, pointing at a man with his back turned to them.

Stranger: Sebastian cocked his head to the side. "Kill him?" He asked, but he had already started standing. He would kill some stranger if it meant he himself wouldn't die. The human suddenly charged forward and wrapped an arm around the neck of the alien Jim pointed at. There was some yelling and shouting, but the blond had kept his hold and the body of the man dropped like a rock. Sebastian turned right away to Jim like any good dog might, looking for praise. Granted, there was a buzzing about him. The thrill of the kill, of the hunt... he was buzzing and seemed like a changed person than the one he was two moments ago.

You: Jim's gaze narrowed as he watched the scene, still looking a bit bored. When Sebastian glanced his way, as if seeking approval the smaller man stood and turned away heading lazily towards the exit of the yard as guards rushed towards the human.

Stranger: Sebastian looked confused as Jim wandered off. But... but... this is what he said to do! The guards tackled Sebastian and they dragged him away, kicking and thrashing. "He told me to! He told me to! Dammit! Fuck you!" Sebastian was dragged off to solitary.

You: Jim heard him yelling as he was dragged away and had a feeling it would take more than that to get what he wanted. Sebastian needed to hate him... Want him dead enough to actually try something. Attacking Jim and surviving once was just because Jim was feeling gracious. Twice... The person must be skilled. Sebastian would get no real respect for following Jim's orders... But trying to kill him repeatedly and getting away with it... That was another story. But it all depended on if Sebastian was willing to try again... If he was brave enough.

Stranger: Sebastian paced around solitary for a month, growing angrier and angrier by the day. This was Jim's fault. It was Jim's fault. Anger thumped through him and when he got out he began to make his plan. The human pretended to me some pathetic, scared man, but he was really gathering followers and energy. People who hated Jim began to join him and soon enough a plan took form. A fight would be staged and in the fray Sebastian would take Jim out - for good.

You: Jim knew... of course he knew. How could he not? While there were those willing to follow Sebastian a few were more afraid of Jim; so naturally he had a mole. He knew exactly when the attempt would be made and he couldn't be more pleased. He didn't let anyone else in on it. If he did the respect for Sebastian would lessen after everything... Instead he prepped. Sebastian would do enough damage to him to send him to med bay... but it would be returned. 'The man who went after Moriarty twice and held his own' Now that... was respectable.

Stranger: The day finally came and Sebastian was a ball of nervous energy. He knew he had a lot riding on his fight, a whole lot. Maybe his life. But, he had to earn a name for himself out here or he would continue to be stepped on. So, during lunch, the fight broke out. The scene was huge, with food and blood flying the the blond hunted the alien like a tiger. He stalked between the tables and finally pounced on Jim's back. "Payback time." He hissed.

You: Jim gave a pleased hum as Sebastian wrapped his arms around him, pressing back against him, hips rolling. "Well its about time." He purred in a husky voice before digging a elbow into the larger man's ribs.

Stranger: Sebastian snarled at that cocky voice and he just took the elbow, squeezing harder before tearing the man down to the ground. "I'm not playing games, bitch." He snapped, on top of Jim now. His fists flew and he slammed them down on Jim's face as hard as he could.

You: Jim couldn't help but laugh even as he took the blows, wrapping his legs around Sebastian's waist. "Oh but you are, tiger." He managed, turning his head to spit blood from his mouth. "Hit me again." He instructed, eyes a bit wild as he rolled his hips again. "One more blow before I get serious, pet." He purred before headbutting him in the chin.

Stranger: Sebastian hated being mocked like this. He snarled with a red face and fire-filled eyes. "Shut. Up!" He grabbed Jim's head and slammed it back down onto the floor. He did it again and again and switched back to punching, his arms never slowing.

You: Jim was starting to get dizzy which made it difficult to think which meant this was over. He drew a blade quick embedding it in Sebastian's shoulder before drawing another and slicing across his stomach. His legs tightened around him and an arm wrapped around the human's broad shoulders, pulling him close so that he couldn't hit him any longer.... Well that and so that Jim could seal their lips together once more, this time his kiss hungry rather than playful.

Stranger: Sebastian groaned as the blade was shoved into his shoulder and he howled as he was sliced open. Pain. Pain. Blood. Pain. Dizziness. A kiss. That was all. Suddenly everything went black and his body grew heavy. The next thing the blond remembered was waking up in the infirmary again. Huh?

You: Jim sat next to him on the bed, face bruised, lip split. He was switching between humming and whistling as ripped out page after page of a book in his hands, one at a time. He glanced up as he heard the man stir and offered a delighted smile as he glanced at him. "Oh good! You /are/ alive. I thought you were a goner for sure." He mused, bouncing a bit as he repositioned himself to face him.

Stranger: Sebastian winced at that voice. "Urgh... thought I was dead..." He rasped, throat scratchy and dry. "Fuck..." He blinked up at Jim. "You didn't kill me...?"

You: Jim looked a bit confused for a moment. "That would kind of defeat the purpose, wouldn't it?

You: " He asked simply, brows furrowing.

Stranger: Sebastian frowned himself. "What is the purpose, then?"

You: Jim paused a moment giving a huff. "Can't be expected to... time.... ignorance.... only human." He mumbled to himself, before reaching out to give the blond a small pat on his thigh. "To gain respect." He answered with a grin. "Why else? That is what you wanted. I honestly had my doubts that you would manage it but... I'm always right... in the end." He shrugged happily before hopping off the bed.

#So sad to see them go #Wish I had gotten their email #mormor #doctor who #space au #Wholock #omegle #lost connections #rp #james moriarty #Jim Moriarty #Sebastian Moran

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This has been a rather quiet year. There’s been a couple of revisits with the release of the BioShock Collection, as well as Virtual Reality support for Fallout 4 and L.A. Noire. Not to mention that Cuphead delves into the genre as well.

As always, we’ll take this time to remember Patti Page, singer of “Doggie in the Window” who also passed away on New Year’s Day.

Whether it’s Happy Tenth Anniversary of BioShock or Happy Eclipse, I’ll still be here to kick off a tune.

See if your favorite record (or wax cylinder) was featured this year:

BioShock

"Bei Mir Bist du Schön" - Andrews Sisters - Decca Records 1562

"Bei Mir Bist du Schön" - Andrews Sisters - Decca Records 23605 (reissue)

"It's Bad for Me" - Rosemary Clooney and Benny Goodman - Columbia Records 40616

"Papa Loves Mambo" - Perry Como - RCA Victor Records 20-5857

"20th Century Blues" - Noël Coward - Columbia Records ML 5163

"The Party's Over Now" (1959) - Noël Coward - Columbia Records ML 5163

"Wrap Your Troubles in Dreams" - Bing Crosby - Victor Records 22701

"Beyond the Sea" - Bobby Darin - ATCO Records 45-6158

"Night and Day" - Billie Holiday - Columbia Records 3044 (reissue)

“The Best Things in Life are Free” - Ink Spots - Decca Records 24327

"If I Didn't Care" - Ink Spots - Decca Records 2286

"Danny Boy" - Mario Lanza - The Magic of Mario Lanza - Heartland Music HL 1046/50

“Danny Boy” anniversary revisit

“(How Much is That) Doggie in the Window” (1966) - Patti Page - Columbia Records CS 9326 (in-game version)

"The Doggie in the Window" (1953) - Patti Page - Mercury Records 70070 (original version)

"You're the Top" (1934) - Cole Porter - Victor Records 24766 (original version)

"La Mer" - Django Reinhardt and Stéphane Grappelli - Djangology RCA RGP-1186 (reissue)

Cohen’s Quadtych: “Academy Award” vs. “The Ballroom Waltz”

"Academy Award" - Stanley Black - Music De Wolfe DW/LP 2977

“Too Young” - Nat King Cole - Capitol Records 1449

"Just Walking in the Rain" - Johnnie Ray - Columbia Records 40729

"Waltz of the Flowers"

Looking for BioShock’s Django Reinhardt

BioShock 2

"Ten Cents a Dance" - Ruth Etting - Columbia Records 2146D

"Dawn of a New Day" - Horace Heidt and his Musical Knights - Brunswick Records 8313

"It's Only a Paper Moon" - Ella Fitzgerald - Decca Records 23425

BioShock 10th Anniversary Revisit and Eclipse

"Someone's Rocking My Dream Boat" - Ink Spots - Decca Records 4045

"We Three (My Echo, My Shadow and Me)" - Ink Spots - Decca Records 3379

"I'm Making Believe" - Ink Spots with Ella Fitzgerald - Decca Records 23356

"Bei Mir Bist du Schon" - Benny Goodman with Martha Tilton - The Famous 1938 Carnegie Hall Jazz Concert Columbia Records ML 4359

“Hush, Hush, Hush, Here Comes the Bogey Man“ - Henry Hall and his Orchestra with Val Rosing - Columbia Records FB 2816

"Praise the Lord and Pass the Ammunition" - Kay Kyser - Columbia Records 36640

“You Always Hurt the One You Love” - Mills Brothers - Decca Records 18599

"Paper Doll" - Mills Brothers - Decca Records 18318

"Dream" - The Pied Pipers - Capitol Records 185

"Chasing Shadows" - Quintette du Hot Club de France - Royale Records 1798

"Nightmare" (1938) - Artie Shaw - Bluebird Records B-7875 (in-game version)

“Nightmare” (1937) - Art Shaw and his New Music - Vocalion Records 4306 (re-recording)

"Nobody Knows You When You're Down and Out" - Bessie Smith - Parlophone Records R2481

Father’s Day in Rapture

"Daddy Won't You Please Come Home" - Annette Hanshaw - Velvet Tone Records 1940V

"My Heart Belongs to Daddy" - Mary Martin - Brunswick Records 8282

"Daddy's Little Girl" (1976) - Mills Brothers - Ranwood Records R-8152 (in-game version)

"Daddy's Little Girl" (1950) - Mills Brothers - Decca Records 24872 (original version)

BioShock Infinite

"Ain't She Sweet" - Ben Bernie - Brunswick Records 3444

"Button Up Your Overcoat" - Helen Kane - Victor Records 21863

"(What Do We Do on a) Dew-Dew-Dewey Day" - Charles Kaley - Columbia Records 1055D

"Indian Love Call" - Sigmund Krumgold - Okeh Records 40904

"Me and My Shadow" - Sam Lanin - Lincoln Records 2628

"Black Gal" - Ed Lewis with unidentified prisoners (recorded by Alan Lomax)

"I'm Wild About That Thing" - Bessie Smith - Columbia Records 14427D

"Makin' Whoopee!" - Rudy Vallée - Harmony Records 825-H

The Cylinders of BioShock Infinite

"Shine On, Harvest Moon" - Ada Jones and Billy Murray - Edison Standard Record 10134

"The Bonnie Blue Flag" - Polk Miller - Edison Blue Amberol Record 2175

"After You've Gone"

"The Easy Winners"

"Solace - A Mexican Serenade"

“Just a Closer Walk with Thee” - Elizabeth’s version

“Just a Closer Walk with Thee” - Selah Jubilee Singers - Decca Records 7872

“The Grand Old Rag” - Billy Murray - Victor Records 4634

Albert Fink's Magical Melodies Presents: "God Only Knows"

“Ah! La femme il n’y que ça“ - Mon. A. Fertinel - Improved Berliner Gramophone Record 1148

“God Only Knows” - The Beach Boys - Capitol Records 5706

"Fortunate Son" - Creedence Clearwater Revival - Fantasy Records 634

Burial at Sea

Episode 1

The Complete Records Behind the Music

"Midnight, The Stars and You" - Al Bowlly - Victor Records 24700

"She's Got You" - Patsy Cline - Decca Records 31354

"Wonderful! Wonderful!" - Johnny Mathis - Columbia Records 40784

"The Lady is a Tramp" - Mel Tormé - London American Recordings HL N.8305

"Tonight for Sure!" - Ruth Wallis - Wallis Original Record Corp. 2001

"Stranger in Paradise"

Episode 2

The Complete Records Behind the Music

"Back in Baby's Arms" - Patsy Cline - Decca Records 31483

"Easy to Love" - Sammy Davis Jr. - Starring Sammy Davis Jr. Decca Records DL 8118

"Don't Sit Under the Apple Tree" - Glenn Miller - Bluebird Records B-11474

"La Vie en Rose" - Édith Piaf - Columbia Records 4004-F

“La Vie en Rose” (English version) - Édith Piaf - Columbia Records 38948

“La Vie en Rose” in 2007′s BioShock

"The Great Pretender" - The Platters - Mercury Records 70753

"You Belong to Me"

Fallout 2

"A Kiss to Build a Dream On" - Louis Armstrong - Decca Records 27720

Fallout 3 (Galaxy News Radio)

"Civilization" - Andrews Sisters and Danny Kaye - Decca Records 23940

“Butcher Pete (Part 1)” - Roy Brown - De-Luxe Records 3301

“Crazy He Calls Me” - Billie Holiday - Decca Records 24796

"I Don't Want to Set the World on Fire" - Ink Spots - Decca Records 3987

"Into Each Life Some Rain Must Fall" - Ink Spots and Ella Fitzgerald - Decca Records 23356

Fallout: New Vegas (Radio New Vegas, Mojave Music Radio, Black Mountain Radio)

"It's a Sin" - Eddy Arnold - RCA Victor Records 10-2241

“Why Don’t You Do Right” (1950) - Peggy Lee with the Dave Barbour Quartet- Peggy Lee’s Greatest - Camay Records CA 3003 (in-game version)

“Why Don’t You Do Right (Get Me Some Money Too)” (1947) - Peggy Lee - Rendezvous with Peggy Lee - Capitol Records 10118 (re-recording)

“Why Don’t You Do Right” (1942) - Peggy Lee with Benny Goodman and his Orchestra - Columbia Records 36652 (re-recording)

"Jingle Jangle Jingle" - Kay Kyser - Columbia Records 36604

"Big Iron" - Marty Robbins - Columbia Records 4-41589

“Blue Moon” - Frank Sinatra - Sinatra’s Swingin’ Session! - Capitol Records W1491

“Orange Colored Sky” - Nat King Cole - Capitol Records 1184

Fallout 4 (Diamond City Radio)

“Butcher Pete (Part 2)” - Roy Brown - De-Luxe Records 3301

“Orange Colored Sky” - Nat King Cole - Capitol Records 1184

“Pistol-Packin’ Mama - Bing Crosby and the Andrews Sisters - Decca Records 23277

“The Wanderer” - Dion - Laurie Records 3115

“Sixty-Minute Man - The Dominoes - Federal Records 12022

“Atom Bomb Baby” - The Five Stars - Kernel Records A002

“It’s All Over But the Crying” - Ink Spots - Decca Records 24286

“Grandma Plays the Numbers” - Wynonie Harris - King Records 4276

“Personality” - Johnny Mercer - Capitol Records 230

"The End of the World” - Patti Page - Say Wonderful Things - Columbia Records CS 8849

Guardians of the Galaxy

"I'm Not in Love" - 10cc - Mercury Records (Phonogram) 73678 (abridged)

"Fooled Around and Fell in Love" - Elvin Bishop - Capricorn Records CPS 0252 (abridged)

“Spirit in the Sky” - Norman Greenbaum - Reprise Records 0885

“Escape (The Piña Colada Song) - Rupert Holmes - Infinity Records INF 50.035

"Hooked on a Feeling" - Blue Swede - EMI Records 3627

"I Want You Back" - The Jackson 5 - Motown Records M 1157

"Go All the Way" - Raspberries - Capitol Records 3348

"Come and Get Your Love" - Redbone - Epic Records 5-11035

L.A. Noire (KTI Radio)

“Pistol-Packin’ Mama” - Bing Crosby and the Andrews Sisters - Decca Records 23277

“Stone Cold Dead in the Market” - Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Jordan - Decca Records 23546

"Into Each Life Some Rain Must Fall" - Ink Spots and Ella Fitzgerald - Decca Records 23356

"Manteca" - Dizzy Gillespie - RCA Victor Records 20-3023

"Ain't Nobody Here But Us Chickens" - Louis Jordan - Decca Records 23741

"Red Silk Stockings and Green Perfume" - Sammy Kaye - RCA Victor Records 20-2251

“Black and Blue” - Frankie Laine - Mercury Records A-1026

"'Murder', He Says" - Dinah Shore - RCA Victor Records 20-1525

"Smoke! Smoke! Smoke! (That Cigarette) - Tex Williams - Capitol Records Americana Series 40001

“Hey! Ba-Ba-Re-Bop” - Lionel Hampton - Decca Records 18754

Mafia II (Empire Central Radio, Delta Radio)

“Why Don’t You Do Right” (1950) - Peggy Lee with the Dave Barbour Quartet- Peggy Lee’s Greatest - Camay Records CA 3003 (re-recording)

“Why Don’t You Do Right” (1942) - Peggy Lee with Benny Goodman and his Orchestra - Columbia Records 36652 (re-recording)

"A Guy is a Guy” - Doris Day - Columbia Records 39673

XCOM The Bureau Declassified (KNOV Radio)

“Runaway” - Del Shannon - Big Top Records 45-3067

“Who’s Sorry Now” - Connie Francis - MGM Records 975 (57-S-622)

"Smack Dab in the Middle" - Mills Brothers - Decca Records 29511

“Riders in the Sky” - Vaughn Monroe - RCA Victor 20-3411

"Man of Mystery" - The Shadows - Columbia Records 45-DB 4530

“I’ll Never Get Out of this World Alive” - Hank Williams - MGM Records 11366

See the previous years’ lists here:

2014

2015

2016

#video game music #bioshock music #fallout music #la noire music #mafia music #bioshock #bioshock 2 #bioshock infinite #burial at sea #fallout 2 #fallout new vegas #la noire #fallout 3 #fallout 4 #The Bureau: XCOM Declassified #Mafia II #save the date

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cfdarkknight · 7 years ago

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waddup WADDUPPP, the king is live™, the king is here ©, long live the king. hey guys !! it’s your local trash bin homie, sessho! ( short for sesshomaru ) inuyasha, anyone? naw? naw, it’s cool, it’s cool. i’m back, yes back, to the motherland no, my wakandaland handsome man T’CHALLA!!! i’ve loved t’challa since cw, and i’ve bee trying to find a place to fit my muse for him, it’s been so up and down, but i’m really excited because i think i found the perfect place for him. here !!! and i’m SO excited to rp with all of you!! this looks like this place is gonna be sm fun !!!! okay okay, i’ll stop blabbering on and give you the goods. pls forgive me for being so late?? jus think, t’challa was fashionably late to the party~

seriously, have you seen his wardrobe?? excluding dem shoes WAT R THOSE ???

( CHADWICK BOSEMAN, HE/HIM, CISMALE — T'CHALLA has been sighted within chronopolis. sometimes known as BLACK PANTHER, the 38 year old is known to be HONORABLE but can be DOUBTFUL if they stay here any longer. ( SESSHO, 26, CST, SHE/HER )

i’m following cw ( civil war ) && and black panther the movie, as far as wat he’s based on. i’m NOT going to go into too much detail about bp jus in case, ya haven’t seen it.

if you haven’t ( wat r u doin with your life, go see it ) i swear, it’ll bless your year, if not your soul™

because of this i will tag gif sets and stuffz, from the movies with these tw: black panther spoilers, spoilers tw, bp spoilers trigger. all three of them most likely so DON’T tell me i didn’t warn you! make sure to put those on your blacklist tags! thank you!

tbh i don’t quite know where t’challa stands with the avengers, because he’s there for the upcoming infinity war, but at the same time he IS the black panther. protector of wakanda and king. his utmost importance are his people. it’s his duty as king. but he’s more than willing to work with the avengers for the greater good. aka beatin thanos’ ass.

so, in general, his relationship with most avengers is about where it left off in cw ( exceptions are our boy scout, shooky soldier, and our scarlet betrayer. )

t’challa’s on better terms with dat beautiful boy scout, since he took in shooky soldier

he tried to kill phuck me shooky soldier, but it’s aiight now

and drop dead gorgeous scarlet betrayer, you just hurt his feelings, but he understood what you did later, so he aint mad gurl, he ain’t mad

he never met thor and banner so yall free from his shade

he still doesn’t care about clint™

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

( change his mind clint )

his favorite ppl are shuri && ramonda of coarse, okoye, nakia, zuri rip, and w’kabi ( despite everything that happened WATCH BP ).

he feels like he has a strained relationship with his father now, t'chaka, even tho the man ded now. because of something VERY IMPORTANT THAT DEALS WITH N'JADAKA !!! it’s complicated because he hates what he did to n’jadaka, but this is the same man that raised him. that he put all of his trust into. that taught him how to be a man, and raised him to be king. he fought the avengers, he fought cap, and almost KILLED bucky for him. t’challa had immense love and respect for him...and he just broke his heart.

so now, as king, he’s dealing with a couple of things. his doubt as an appropriate king. sometimes he doesn’t feel like he can lead his people right, that he doesn’t know what he’s doing in dire situations ( bp ), he has that false confidence but he’s just struggling thorough it. to find his place. like any young king. and it’s not like his father will tell him how exactly to lead. his ded relationship with n’jadaka. he doesn’t want what to happened to n’jadaka to happen ever again. in his own way, he’s trying to make up for what happened to his cousin. and he’s especially doing it through coming out of isolation, revealing to the world wakanda’s resources ( slowly but surely ) so they can help the world, instead of helping themselves. it was good at a time, but the world’s changing and problems are growing. more than ever, now is time to step into the spotlight.

it’s too bad this didn’t happen until he lost his cousin </3

WHICH IS WHY N’JADAKA REALLY ISN’T A VILLAIN ( AGAIN BP )

sure he had different ‘ methods ’, he had every right to be angry, but he was just trYING TO HELP HIS PPL TOO

AFTER WHAT FCKIN T’CHAKA DID

I WILL PROTECT N’JADAKA LIKE CAP PROTECTS BUCKY FUCK MAN

and t’challa * secretly* wishes he could’ve gotten to know his cousin, because he didn’t even know he fuckin existed, *cries*

under different terms. but now, he wishes he could’ve gotten to know him ( this is still assuming he thinks he ded )

me && and tchalla @ n’jadaka: i luv u

to go along with the isolationist ideology, that wakanda has stuck with for so long, t’challa only really knows the avengers ( *inserts names here* there’s alot of them ) AGAIN EXCEPT thor and bruce because they weren’t there for the fight, and his ppl over there in wakanda, which includes m’baku, and dez dudes everett ross, and ulysses klaue. i’m going to stick with this for immediate connections. all others will be new connections! aka he won’t know who you are.

yeah he’s got the black panther suit too *winkedy wink wink*

ship with chemistry, PLEASE! t’challa’s got a LOT going on.

other than his little crush on nakia, wat a player ;)

am i posting this before blackout day is over?? i hope so!! because it’s important! i love seeing my brothers and sistas posting black appreciation of all kind ( because yes i’m also black )

which is honestly why this blog, and this character, and all of the bp characters, and the bp MOVIE is so important to me.

i haven’t played t’challa in awhile, so pls be nice???

i’m probs not gonna make a startercall because it can be kind of overwhelming for me if i get alot??? ( long story ) but if you wanna make a starter for me, that’s cool ( after plotting ). i’ll try to respond to things and make a starter that everyone can reply to, cool?

YOU DON’T EVER HAVE TO MATCH MY LENGTH of replies. i tend to write alot, and it’s the only way i tend to get things across sometimes, but dw. if you’re comfortable writing less, you do that. i adapt.

some of these icons i’ve made myself, some of them aren’t mine *shrugs* i’m impatiently waiting for someone to make gif hunts from the movie of t’challa or icons or something because i’m not great at photoshop. gifs i can use to make into icons. in the meantime, i’m using gif icons/possibly even just icons.

COME AND PLOT WITH ME BBS <3

one more thing: WAKANDA FOREVER!

#coll:ooc #black panther spoilers #spoilers tw #bp spoilers trigger

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Omg I’m so sorry for such late reply —

@quirrrky (ah I hope it’s okay to put your reply on my earlier ask here —) Lmao rei I’m only on ep 6-7 so not much of a difference bahahaha— and exactly what @moon-mars-ikemen had said, he’s chifuyu, one of the hottest guy in this fandom oml —

Jjk : Ah I see ! And oh rei, dw it’s not like the anime gonna slip away anywhere soon. Plus you always come first darling, please just take a break. (Also I’ve heard that she’s having a break-down : I’m sorry to hear that, hope she’ll be better soon. But I guess I don’t really have much to worry, since she’s already got a very amazing person like you to comfort and stay by her side. But still if I’m not bothering you too much — can you tell her that I hope she’ll feel better soon and please take care ? It’s okay if not tho —)

Please thank you so much ! Have a nice day too and hsdghjkl — it’ll all start this Monday bahahaha, this week’s only the revisions. But thank you so much love ! I hope it went well too </3

@moon-mars-ikemen : Moonie ! Oml your profile, that guy, Baji I assume ? (If I didn’t remember wrong —) And please you’re always welcome to come & chat w. us right rei ?

Oh yes I haven’t met him yet but I’m already worshiping him darling, fully agree that he’s an angel, bc he really is an angel — (my heart —)

Baby ! Thank you so much ! Your tastes are always excellent as well my love <33

And oh — Before I forgot this, who ya simp for loves ? 👀 Draken ? Chifuyu ? Baji ? Rindou ? Mine’s all the way Mikey lol — But wait I’m sorry if I’m too nosy —

Itadori : Yes yes yes ! He’s the cutest ! Ooo I haven’t think of Deku but I agree, he’s a soft boi anyway ❤︎

Megumi : Absolutely, imagine locking that strong eye contact w. him until he can’t take it anymore that he has to turn away face flushed out of embarrassment — I’m dead lol

Nobara : I think I need to stop fangirling and gave away only men bahahaha — she’s one of da best gurl ever ! >w<

And looks like I make this too long again… longer than you moonie…. Please forgive me…. I love you and also rei too tho <33

But I still ain’t finished ! Guess both you and I gotta keep an eye out for this fine man together ! 💖

How honoured I am to hear that — omg really ? I thought I’m so suck at match making lol — Tysm dear ! I’ll definitely continue to match you w. anime characters and flood you w. headcanons if I could think of any bahahaha

That sweet pure yuji, he’s too sweet please— 🥺 And qwertyuiopn — I certainly didn’t expect that but hahaha, some ppl ik think his dad is wayyyy hotter too lmao. But oh there’s another person named ‘inumaki’ you’ll love him, I’m sure. He’s super duper adorable you have no choice but deal w. his cuteness if you choose to watch jjk ❥❥❥

Ah Nobara ! Haha good luck w. convincing your sister then ! This anime is very amazing, so I hope she won’t turn it down !! And wait — I think I rambles too much — no I’m definitely talking too much — sorry loves, pls just ignore this if you don’t wanna read — I love you both too !! And please take care & have a great day / night !!

- With love, BamBam 🦢🌙

AHEM SINCE WE’RE TALKING ABOUT TOKYO REVENGERS HERE I AM LMAOOO

That fine young man our dear @sweet-lovely-bambam sent you is Matsuno Chifuyu

Remember the name, ‘cause he is an angel and I literally worship him eh

Bambam let me tell you, you have the best taste in men.

Also Itadori Yuuji from Jujutsu Kaisen is the best dork alive and also a cute naive cinnamon roll. He gives out Deku vibes sometimes.

Fushiguro Megumi is cool. He is that cold but sweet underneath type. He is mesmerising, trust me.

And the trio is completed with Kugisaki Nobara the most badass girl, she is such a sight to behold. I love her determination and strength.

LOL SORRY FOR THE LENGTH, I GOT CARRIED AWAY. End of my fangirling 🙈

Love you both bambam and rei 💜❤️

OHHHHHH CHIFUYU? 👀 I'm gonna def keep an eye out on him! 😍

bahahaha @sweet-lovely-bambam is my match-maker , I feel like my anime romance is on the right hands with her 👌🏻✨

yuji indeed looks like a cinnamon roll like everytime I'm seeing him around here 💕 and don't get me started with megumi tho I think his dad is hotter (I'm rly sorry 🙈😭✌🏻)

and I'm excited for Nobara, she seems like a very promising character...I'll try my best to convince my sister with this anime bc I'm really dying to watch!!!mnhkl;

IT'S OKAY I LOVE LENGTHY ASKS

and we love you too marsssss 💜❤️

#bambam 🦢🌙#please — i’m so sorry 😭😭😭#also can i apply how appreciate i am for you both to tag me ??#i’m like i’ve just finished my math class and then seeing this makes me happy v. much <33 #thank you a lot honeys 💖💖💖#love you two !! ♥️♥️#bambam reblog ♥︎

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arodrwho · 8 years ago

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dw liveblog below

“death is an increasing problem” ??

“the death of a time lord is a particular honor” oh, i see. hm

ok so which dead time lord are we talking about here. the master? like? what’s??

“my condolences” oh gosh

"the prisoner will kneel” okay, so that’s missy right? ...or no?

okay so missy’s in the vault? it sounds like she’s in the vault? unless they were just generally monologuing, idk

“memories are [something] in the dark” if that’s “woe is me i’m blind” angst i fail to see how it’s necessary

but like either way clearly they aren’t killing missy. like. in what universe do they kill missy. no universe, that’s what

.....okay so their glasses what, give them a mental map of the layout of places? how does that even work? --oh they give extra words, extra Information. that’s handy. but also i’m ??? still how does it work, and also i’m ?? it sorta reminds me of the whole “well they’re effectively sighted bc xyz” thing that other shows do, like daredevil? idk

“she wove a spell with her castinets” ....so that sounded vaguely allo, but i didn’t catch context, but

“i have very strict rules about men” “probably not as strict as mine” lmao

but also u ghhhh foster mom is an Asshole, i’m gonna fight her what the fuck

....yikes @the entire pope walking in on date bit. just....yikes? yikes

“you’re all going to hell” lmao

“it’s a sort of reading aid” so it’s an accessibility tool?

so who’s the hooded stranger? .........a note from riv--oh. u GH nardole go AWAY oh river sent you. well still, i don’t like you, you’re obnoxious go away

“then it becomes real” huh. and here was me thinking it was just bc they didn’t want bill to feel guilty. ....i like my version better

ok u stop that, why frickety frack comments. stop trying to make them allo my guy it ain’t gonna work

“harry potter” =D so who’s gonna draw bill cosplaying hermione hm

“i’ll turn good. please--teach me, teach me how to be good” aw, u almost sound sincere?

ah okie, so they’re not going completely the effectively-sighted route, there are still showing them not realizing where things are, etc.

he’s got a gun. oh dear. oh de a r him gonna shoot? someone? something?

“nardole, make sure you walk in front of bill” LMAO, priorities

“ahahahah bill, u’ve got to walk behind me” Fuck Off Sir

“nothin secret about it baby doll” Fuck Off

“it would be stupid to go and look” [both go and look] incredible. i still dislike u nardole, but that was a Good Moment

o hh god, buddy ur gon die

“either it’s going to temporarily fix my eyesight, or it’s going to burn out my brain” REALLY. this is a risk ur gonna take, really, in seriousness, just so you can see for a bit ur gonna risk death what the fuck, who does that (though i suppose if u look at it from the angle of “i gotta read this to help people” then it? makes sense and is in-character, but. =/ there’s other ways to read the thing are there not)

“i am your friend” help i’m having emotions

.......no u didn’t kill her, u would never do that, that didn’t actually happen wh A t the fu cK nope --w OW okay so that. happened i guess????? she’s in the vault as a dead body of deadness??????? u expect me to believe they’d actually kill her? like, really for real? permanently? them????? i mean. obviously it’s not really gonna be permanent? like there’s Zero Way this is permanent, at all, ever

what did she even do, specifically, to get to that point, why did the dr who do the thing? do they have a backup plan or did she do something Incredibly Evil worse than the usual evil? or?? like i need an explanation my guy?? and it’d have to be a hellofa one cos again. friends

the pentagon? welp. --aaaaand they’re all gonna die. y ep they’re at cern, this is A Death

“not well enough, not yet. whatever you need you can borrow, as long as you give it back” “maybe all my future regenerations will be blind” that’d be cool but i highly doubt it “maybe i will never be able to regenerate again” ah yeah nah we all know that’s not gonna be a thing

“moby dick. honestly shut up and get to the whale” lmao

“this is a game” “good, because i win” ahah, they’ve got used to the darkness that would give them an advantage

well shoop, u ain’t got time my dude, who could have predicted this

numbers all at once? that reminds me of the midnight thing

“holographic simulations” huh. that’s...interesting. the whole world as a simulation, is that what we’re goin for here?

“i’m not real. i’m not real!” well that’s freaky but i wouldn’t necessarily take it as evidence of nonbeing? for all u know it’s visual effects, or a transporter beam, or some other shit

hiya bill. how goes it

oh that’s. alrighty, another one of the people done did the. death times

“there’s this thing on here that reads aloud to you, it’s very useful” heyyyy a proper accessibility device. sweet!

shadow world. hm

okay, that explains the number thing? but how do we know it’s not a trick? like in theory ur game plan to take over the world could be to make people kill themselves by convincing them they’re not real when rly actually they are? how do we know that’s not the case

biLL. friend. i wonder how u come back

“belief is all i am” oh. huh

h uh. simulation doctor is Clever. a clever clever fake doctor

but also like can commerical breaks not happen right now? i need to know how the heckfrick this ends

“i’ve just been executed, show a little respect” LMAO

“of course she’s not dead, she’s a friend of mine” THANK YOU. there was NO WAY they could possibly have killed her and i am SO GLAD to know that i was right

“you do seem to have an impressive record of fatalities accredited to you” ahAH i’ll say, and look at them all run

“you are unarmed?” “always” “you stand alone” “often” “you’re the one who should be afraid” “never” i love this bit

“how can i save them when i’m lost in the dark” =/ the same way you save ppl all other times? by being a genius nerd superhero from space? u don’t need sight for that my guy, is there rly a need for this melodrama

like i realize dr who is by nature a melodramatic person but. c’mon dude, chill, u’ve got this and u know it

aNYWAY yes let ur friend out pls

#doctor who #dw liveblog #dw spoilers

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