#but also if it was it would a) be so out of place and b) not do as well because it doesn’t do the same numbers as netflix

[peanutbutterandawesome]

Literally my whole brand! <3 ☺️

Anyway, here's a beginner friendly, 3 ingredient, Peanut Butter cookie recipe;

The only ingredients that you'll need for one batch of these cookies are:

[A] 1 cup/255g of Peanut Butter,

[B] 1 cup/200g of Granulated Sugar,

[C] 1 Large Egg!

(These should be room temperature when used! And will probably make you ~around~ 22 or so Cookies.)

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Note!;

{I unfortunately don't know of any Egg substitutes that work in this recipe for those who can't have Egg, my sincerest apologies. As for what type of Peanut Butter to use, go nuts- (literally, lol.) and use whatever! Though you're probably better off going with a thicker Peanut Butter than a thinner one, I've personally noticed that Jif or Skippy work best. Anyway!}

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The only equipment that you'll need for this recipe is:

[A] 1 Large Bowl for mixing. (As well as 2 Medium Bowls *if* you're doing the measuring by weight),

[B] 1 Baking Sheet,

[C] 1 Whisk,

[D] 1 Fork,

[E] 1 Measuring Cup, (1 cup)

[F] Baking/Parchment Paper!

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Note 2!;

{This is a beginner friendly recipe, so you're safe to not be exact! 😁 But in general, baking (while an art) is a little more specific than cooking is, so it's best to stay consistent! Cups, teaspoons, and pinches, are all fine and great! But they *are* less consistent than going by weight!}

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For the tools, if you don't have a Whisk, then you *can* make do with just the fork or your hands for mixing. If you don't have Baking/Parchment Paper, then you *can* make do with a light coat of Neutral Cooking Oil. (I.e. Canola, Vegetable, Sunflower, Peanut, etc.) And you only *need* the One Measuring Cup, so long as you remember to measure the Granulated Sugar *before* the Peanut Butter.

Also, this is where your batch size may differ, depending on the size of the Baking Sheet you use!

Let's Begin!

Step 1.] Start by preheating your oven to 350°F, or 176.6°C!

Step 1.5] While that's heating up, We're gonna line our Baking Sheet with Parchment/Baking Paper! But here's a tip! If you crumple up the Parchment Paper first, and *then* uncrumple and lay it out over the Baking Sheet, then the new texture from doing that will make it a lot easier to get the Cookies off the tray once they're done! This trick actually works for most baked goods!

- (Alternatively, if you don't have any Parchment Paper, then now is when you would take a little bit of your Neutral Cooking Oil, and thinly coat the side of the Baking Sheet that you're going to put your "Cookie Dough" on!)

Step 2.] Combine the Egg, Sugar, and Peanut Butter into a Large Bowl, and mix well until thoroughly incorporated!

- (You can tell that it's mixed enough when it's all a consistent color and texture- and not super grainy from the sugar! Pretty much just mix until it seems right to you! With other baked goods, you want to be careful about not over-mixing things- with this recipe though, you don't have to be as worried about it!)

Step 3.] Once your "Dough" is mixed together, start taking out a little at a time and rolling it into balls with your hands! The "Cookie-Dough" balls should be roughly an inch thick (if a little less), and then placed on the (now lined or oiled) Baking Sheet about 2-ish inches apart! [If you'd like some suggestions on how to spruce up the mix first, check "Optional Step 3.5!"]

- (Warning! This process can be a bit messy! Also though, keep in mind that these sizes aren't set in stone! If you would like your cookies to be larger or smaller, then you are allowed to do that! Just then keep in mind that the cooking time may increase or decrease as well!)

Optional Step 3.5] Here's where you can get Creative! Or- rather, *a place* where you can get Creative! You can of course skip this Step if you don't want to make any modifications- but here's some suggestions If you do! Maaaaaybe not all at once though-

[♣︎] Throw a couple handfuls of Chocolate-Chips into the mix!

[◆] Add a few splashes of Vanilla Extract! This is what I do most of the time, adding ~about~ 1/2 a teaspoon to a batch this size!

[♠︎] Do a not "unreasonable" few shakes of Cinnamon. Either into the mix, or dusted on top at the end!

[★] Sprinkle a pinch of Coarse Salt on top of the Cookies!

[●] Roll the "Dough-Balls" in a little extra Granulated Sugar before Baking!

- (Of course, these are just suggestions! You can take em, or leave em, or make up your own stuff!)

Step 4.] Once your "Dough" is rolled into evenly spaced balls on the Baking Sheet, take your Fork, and use the back of it to gently press down on the cookies! Do it twice- once vertically, and the second horizontally!

- (This is Crosshatching! You want to gently flatten your Cookies so that they become an actual Cookie Shape, because these ones don't actually do a whole lot of rising and flattening on their own! Don't press down all the way through them though! Only about half-ish way!)

Step 5.] BAKE THE COOKIES! Now that you should have all your Cookies crosshatched, and on the Lined/Oiled Baking Sheet, then- (once your Oven has finished preheating)- put your tray of cookies into the oven! This should take about 8-10 minutes. But it *can* vary sometimes, depending on your Oven!

- (Be sure to keep an eye on them! Once you've made one batch then you'll about know how your Oven handles them, but it's always a good idea to keep an eye on things! Also, something very much to keep note of- these Cookies don't rise, or even really Brown much at all, so they *are* suseptible to Over-Baking. The best way to see if they're done is to visually check if they've set, and by doing the Toothpick Test. (I.e. are the edges just getting golden, and if you stick a toothpick in the thickest part, does it come out clean?)

Step 6.] Assuming that your Cookies are now Baked, you can officially take your tray out of the Oven! Best bet for now is to either put it on your Stovetop, or a couple of Hot-Pads. But even putting it on an Oven Mitt should work! Of course, now it's time to WAIT. My best guesstimate is that it should take *about* 20-ish minutes for them to cool.

- (As sad as it is to have to wait for them cool down, they do turn out better if you do! I'm afraid that's just how the Cookie Crumbles! Hilarious puns aside though, there are a few things you can do here. 1.] If you have a Wire Rack, then after about five or so minutes, you can transfer the Cookies from the Baking Sheet directly to there, which should help cool them down faster. And 2.] If you still have a Batch you need to Bake, and only the one Tray, then again- after five or so minutes, you can transfer the Cookies directly to a plate and have them finish cooling there!)

Step 7.] Enjoy!

======{Helpful Tips!}======

[1.] These Cookies (if kept in an Airtight/Sealed Container after being fully cooled down) can last at Room Temperature for up to Five Days! Though of course, they'll last even longer if kept in the fridge! (I wish I could tell you exactly how much longer, but they're never around long enough for me to find out!)

[2.] If said Airtight/Sealed Container is Freezer Safe, then the Cookies can be Frozen! In which case, they should last for about three-ish months or so! (It takes about an hour, give or take, for the Cookies to thaw from Frozen at Room Temperature.)

[3.] The "Cookie-Dough" can also be Frozen in the Freezer! It'll also last that way for about three months, though I recommend making them into the Crosshatches first. You don't even need to re-thaw them before you bake! Just add an extra couple minutes to the timer!

[4.] If your "Dough" mixture is a little too soft to form into balls, then you can put it in the Fridge for a couple minutes, which *should* help it firm up! Just don't leave it in the Fridge for too long, though, because doing that can dry it out!

What was I talking about again..? Oh yeah! Thanks for liking Peanut Butter!

You're pretty cool, too!

the peanut butter fandom is shockingly small on tumblr. i love peanut butter but it's so hard to find other fans on here

[yukioos]

TEAR YOU APART

SUMMARY: viktor x vampire reader // you stumble into the piltover academy, not realizing where you are because of the sunlight. you haven’t had blood in days, and felt overwhelmed due to everything you were lacking. once you pass out in the halls, an old friend, heimerdinger, recognizes you, and has two men behind him. one of them, viktor, offers his blood to you and saves your life.

ASK: listen listen listen… viktor x his human experiment/project/anomaly/test subject. that’s all.

AUTHORS NOTE: hii!! im so sorry i accidentally posted the ask with the intention of using that post as a draft. anyway, thank u guys for 400 followers! this has 2.0k words. also pls send asks!! i’m working on a jayce oneshot too

WARNINGS: not proofread, kinda mean jayce, viktor n heimerdinger pick on jayce a bit, reader sucks viktors blood

you barged into the academy’s front doors, stomping down the hallways. it was in the middle of the day, yet far too sunny for your liking, but you needed a place to take cover. your body was burning in pain, and whimpers snuck out of your mouth. tears began to spring in your eyes, but you quickly wiped them away before they could drop down to your cheeks.

you walked up the stairs, trying to find a room suffocated in complete darkness. you panted, and you needed blood quickly. time was running out, and you felt your energy draining by the second. cold air enveloped your frame, so you wrapped your arms around your body. it was the coldest you’ve felt in your life, although you were burning minutes ago.

pain filled your legs, and you found it difficult to walk and even breathe. this wasn’t how vampires were supposed to act. you were supposed to be strong and intimidating, but here you were, holding your knees up to your chest and cradling yourself as if your mother was comforting you. suddenly, a door slammed open, and you heard three men talking about something you couldn’t comprehend. hopefully, they weren’t the bad people who would burn down the castles of vampires, like the ones in the stories dad would read.

heimerdinger gasped and in a chirpy voice, questioned, “miss y/n? is that you?” you only glanced up at the yordle, but didn’t have the strength to respond to your old friend. as your vision became blurry, you could only hear the creature command one of the men behind him, “jayce, pick up a bag of blood from the infirmary!” when the brunette hesitated, he furrowed his eyebrows and placed his hands on his hips, “what did i just say, boy? now!” he then pointed at the room labeled ‘infirmary’.

he held his hands over your shoulders, debating whether or not he should hug you. he felt immense love and care for you, and he was essentially your godfather. his eyes teared up, he had never seen you in a position like this before, it made the normally chirpy yordle feel emotional for you.

on the other hand, viktor felt awkward and nervous around you. he finally spoke up, “professor, do you know this woman?” he couldn’t help but stare at your eyes, devoid of emotion. he bit his lip and tapped his cane against the ground, impatiently waiting for his science partner to save your life.

footsteps stomped over to your side, and the dark haired boy asked, “is b positive okay, sir?” yet before your old friend could answer, your vision became dark, and you were met with frantic hands gently slapping your cheeks.

“no, no, no!” heimerdinger groaned, placing his hands on his head and shaking it with disappointment. the two men gave him a look of confusion, as a random girl appeared malnourished and on the edge of death. he continued, “oh gosh! that just made this situation worse!” he sat on his knees for a couple of seconds, placing his hands on his chin before his pet, porofessor, came over and sat next to him.

he then attempted to set his emotions aside, remembering it is his right to take care of you. he turned around and stood in front of you, with his hands on his hips. he stated, with furrowed eyebrows, “one of you needs to give blood to this young lady.”

before jayce could interject, as he held his hands out and opened his mouth, heimerdinger tutted and shook his finger. “we can’t give her blood from a bag, it needs to be from a living creature. i, unfortunately, was not thinking correctly when i told you to collect a bag from the infirmary. however, i expect one of you two gentlemen to give blood to her because yordle blood does not go well in vampires’ stomachs.”

the taller man rubbed the nose of his bridge and ran his large hand over his face, covering almost all of the skin. he sighed and took his hand off, “so you’re telling me that we have to give blood to a vampire?” he chuckled and splayed his hands out, as if he was shrugging, “with all do respect, professor, that’s absurd. i’m not giving blood to someone i just met. plus, she’s a vampire. they’re rabid animals—“

viktor interjected, reaching a hand out to jayce to stop him. he argued, “clearly, you haven’t studied vampires, jayce. there isn’t much information about them, but they are not rabid animals, especially this one here. they live in solitude, away from humans.” he glances to heimerdinger, who has a proud smile on his face, even in the darkest of times, “i will give the blood to her. it seems like you know her well enough to ask us to save her life.” he smirked.

the professor beamed and clapped, “i am proud of you, my boy!” he then turned to the stronger man and glared at him, “jayce, because you aren’t doing anything productive, carry her to the infirmary.” jayce didn’t protest this time, and even began to feel guilt, apparent due to his gaze at the ground, and puppy eyes sat on heimerdinger’s face. he then picked your body up, bridal style, and opened the door to the infirmary. he gently placed you on the soft bed, where your body seemed almost lifeless.

three chairs sat around the bed, where friends and family of the patient would bond together in their most vulnerable and sometimes last moments. the three sat down, and the professor struggled to climb on top of the tall chair. he sighed and placed his hands on the armrests, eyebrows furrowed and his expression unreadable.

it wasn’t until viktor spoke that he was knocked out of his trance. “professor, how am i supposed to give blood to… what was her name again?”

“her name is y/n. i watched the girl grow up in her castle with her mother and father. because i live for centuries, like them, they decided to make me her godfather. that was the best day in my life. never would i have expected her to see her like this…” he shakes his head, then widens his eyes, “oh, what am i saying? you didn’t ask for her life story!” he tried to be his chirpy and loving self again, but didn’t have the spark in his eyes.

he frowned and finally answered the brunette’s question, “i am not fully aware of how to wake her up. however, she should wake up to the smell of blood. then, you must let her take… a bite, preferably from your neck. maybe a couple of seconds will be good enough for the girl to have her health restored. it is a tedious process, my boy. you may begin to feel lightheaded, so you should have some water nearby. we will leave so it won’t be as awkward with us watching you.” he chuckled.

viktor bit his lip before nodding, and jayce took a glass from the cabinet above before filling it with water. he sat it on the table next to him, then held the door open for the professor. he then closed it, and you and viktor were all alone.

viktor attempted to grab a document but jolted his hand back once the pain settled in. he got a paper cut at the perfect time. your eyes opened quickly, and you smelled blood, causing you to rise and sit instead of lying down. you stared at the handsome boy in front of you, who happened to be holding his hand in pain.

viktor stared back at you with the same intensity, partially with fear and adrenaline. maybe the fact that you were pretty would make the pain easier to withstand. your eyes were wide, and viktor swore he saw a hint of red in them. your hands were perched on the bed, and you tilted your head at the frightened man.

through all his fear, he mumbled, “i understand you need… to feast for a moment,” he glanced down at the marble floor, “it’s okay.” he motioned over with his hand for you to take a bite.

within a second, you were out of the bed and sitting on his lap, with one hand on his neck. you rubbed his shoulder comfortingly before sinking your fangs in, eliciting a groan from him. his eyes widened and he began to pant, knowing he was currently losing blood by the second, but not a deathly amount.

he placed a cold hand on your hip and gently squeezed it, not noticing his own action. once you gained consciousness of your surroundings, you gave him a plush kiss on his neck, where you bit. some blood was smeared on the surrounding skin, so you grabbed a nearby tissue and cleaned it up. you smiled at the marks your teeth had left, but frowned once you saw the man wasn’t looking healthy.

you mumbled an, “‘m sorry,” and grabbed the glass of water for him to take. you then asked, “thank you for saving my life. how can i repay you? surely there’s something i can do.”

he slowly drank the water with shaky hands, accidentally letting some of it spill over his clothes. he closed his eyes and leaned his head back, placing the glass on the table. he whispered, “give me a second, please. i would like to… recollect myself.” so you nodded, then stood up and sat on the infirmary bed, giving him space.

he looked good, with disheveled hair and clothes, especially his tie. you’ve seen a lot of good-looking men in your long life, sometimes telling heimerdinger about them, but you never saw one as handsome as the one in front of you.

he apologized and rubbed his face, then stared back at your curious eyes. jayce was completely wrong, he couldn’t believe that vampires were dangerous as soon as he saw the innocent and loving look on your face.

he gave you a small smile, and stated, “i was thinking maybe i could ask you questions about your species. we do not have much knowledge about vampires, and the piltover community would love to know more. you don’t have to live around here, however, but i would appreciate you come by sometimes to teach me about your culture.”

he was genuinely interested, but it was even better that he wanted to know more about you, not just your people. he wanted to know about you as an individual being, and not everything had to be vampire-related. however, he wouldn’t admit this to heimerdinger. he was like an overprotective father, although he only saw the two of you interact once or twice.

so you and viktor began to talk about your culture for a couple of minutes before you were interrupted. the brunette remembered you didn’t need to sleep at night, so you preferred to talk early in the morning, when it was still dark. he learned you preferred to fly around at night, where people would never suspect you were a vampire, and no one could bother you.

you learned he was a renowned scientist, originally from the undercity, zaun. he felt like he didn’t always belong in the city of progress, as he was a cripple who believed he was looked down upon. you empathized with him, knowing vampires were never treated fairly in their years of living.

when it was almost time for your nightly fly, you quickly asked, “can you schedule the questions for three in the morning?”

that, of course, didn’t align with his schedule, but he agreed, “yes, that is perfect.” you nodded and smiled, and he shouted, “stay safe out there, miss y/n!” as you jumped out of the lab window, before transforming into a bat and roaming in the sky.

[luvzxr]

Little Pougie

I'm gonna try to make this a little more formatted but I also enjoy writing these little notes for the chapter so I can interact with people!

Summery; In which fem!reader is the little sister to John B Routledge. Sweet, gentle and innocent. The complete opposite to JJ Maybank but he finds himself falling for her and he can't stop himself doing so.

Pairing; Fem!reader x JJ Maybank

Word Count; 2,473

Masterlist to find previous chapters all together or previous to read chapter 3!

04. Safe and Sound

"He didn't hurt you, right (Y/n/n)?"

JJ didn't want to seem too obsessive for his own good. He didn't want to confuse the poor girl as to why he was suddenly so frantic- she just went through what he could only imagine was pure hell and here he was causing more stress for her. But he couldn't help it; that was what he was turning into.

He needed to know that she was okay. That was his priority. He didn't know how long this had been going on before he walked in or if the scumbag had ever touched her way before the previous events.

JJ just beat the man senseless for simply having (Y/n) in his grasp. He should have killed him, no one would miss scum like that. He almost scoffed at the thought he let the man off easy, but he couldn't commit murder in the middle of Mr. Carrera's restaurant.

All (Y/n) could do was nod lightly.

He lost control- Right in front of her. The violence he condemned inside of him was now all out on the table and he could see just by how soft her voice was, the way she refused to look him in the eye, or the way she couldn't say a word to him that she was terrified.

He gulped, murmuring lowly, "come with me, Pougie. Please?" placing his hand on her arms, holding them firmly. His eyes bored into her own.

She seemed hesitant. She wanted to leave and be anywhere but here- she wanted to go home, but going home with JJ is what currently caused a mental battle between herself. The boy had just let lose years' worth of rage out onto the poor bastard who made the first attempt to scramble to his feet after a brutal beating, and Sophie practically saved his life from ending.

"Princess," JJ softly spoke, bringing his index finger to lift up her chin, "I would never hurt you."

"I know," her voice was small. She had no reason to fear JJ- he was protecting her, just like he always had and she knew that.

"Come on."

JJ's home was roughly the same size as her own; small but it would do. She found comfort in the mess inside considering she had to deal with it at her own home, so it hadn't made much of a difference.

She had been to his place countless times with John B but had never stayed the night due to the simple fact that JJ preferred to stay with them, for obvious reasons- That being back when his father was still on the Island, of course. As for now, (Y/n) wasn't too sure why he still chose to stay with her and JB- not that she didn't mind- but, he had the place all to himself now.

Empty glass bottles and aluminum cans littered the place, not a single spot wasn't covered by an empty bottle or can that once was filled to the brim with a certain beverage. The place looked completely discarded, which made sense- he didn't necessarily live here, he'd just stop by to pick up whatever he may have needed and leave again.

(Y/n) hadn't forgotten about the numerous altercations she'd witnessed over the years. The beatings JJ had taken right in front of her eyes. And she hadn't forgotten about the hundreds of bruises that formed all over his body afterward.

Over time, the girl slowly grew to despise the older man.

Perhaps 'despise' wasn't a strong enough word to use. She felt she wasn't being cynical enough. His father had no clue just how special his son was- he never gave JJ the chance to show his full potential.

JJ was a quick-tempered and erratic man, hell would break loose around him. Punches would be thrown, blood would be shed and, someone would be twitching and writhing on the floor. That was just part of who JJ was which often seemed to be the only part of him that others noticed, But he had another side to him. The side where he'd take liability for someone else's mistake, and he'd take the downfall because he felt he'd end up in jail sometime down the line, anyways.

He had an overwhelming amount of loyalty to the ones he loved. He'd take the dodged bullet without a single second thought. He'd fight for the things he felt closest to because that's all he had left to fight for. He had nothing to lose.

JJ also held onto the part of him where he knew how to make a bad situation something worth celebrating. He knew how to have a good time, and he knew how to make sure others had just as much of a good time. He was a goofball, something that (Y/n) took an immediate interest in.

"Sorry the place is a wreck," JJ apologized. He didn't know what else to really say because a part of him felt embarrassed. The place looked like the inside of a dumpster- smell and all. He didn't have the time to clean up beforehand because he didn't think they'd have to be staying at his place for the night.

He threw what he could away at the last minute into a large trash bag, wiping his arm smoothly across the coffee table- bottles and cans tipping over and tumbling into the bag. Eventually, he discarded the bag in the kitchen before returning back to the living area.

(Y/n) was placed on the couch, knees tucked to her chest. She was still quite shaken up from the previous encounter she had at her work with the creepy, old man. If JJ hadn't shown up a second later than he did, she wasn't sure if she'd safely be in his care or if she would have been dragged off the property in the grasp of the other man.

"(Y/n)?" JJ's voice was low, jaw clenched in order to bite back a more harsh, but natural sound. It wasn't his fault that his voice was much more deeper and intimidating. He didn't want to make the girl more timid than she probably already felt. His hand was placed gently on her shoulder.

"Hm?"

"Are you... okay?"

He wasn't too sure if this was a bad time to ask, for it was only moments ago she was put in a situation that no woman should ever be put in. He wanted her to open up, and maybe he could get her to. Or maybe he'd get the cold shoulder just like he would do himself whenever someone tried to get him to open up. And in hindsight, he didn't know (Y/n) and she didn't know him. Not properly, that is.

And even though he was the very person who defended her, he wasn't going to take that as an invitation to push past her boundaries.

(Y/n) shook her head no, turning to look at him, and rested her cheek against his hand that still rested promptly on her shoulder.

He shook his head before all together letting it drop and hang. feeling hopeless.

He failed her. He failed John B. That promise he made to protect the girl when John B could not. Over the years he made an internal promise to himself that he'd watch over the girl as long as she was on the Island and he wouldn't let a single soul handle her the way she was handled tonight, and he failed.

"I'm so sorry, Pougie. I... I should have been there sooner. If I had been there sooner then none of this would of happened and you'd be okay," He took careful steps around the couch toward her small figure. Guilt was evident but oblivious to how to express it.

"JJ-"

"I could of prevented it altogether," He gulped, taking his seat next to her. His head shook side to side endlessly.

"JJ-"

"You would of been okay,"

"JayJ-"

"I shouldn't have been so careless-"

He felt soft, gentle hands cup his face, "JJ! For once in your life; don't blame yourself."

JJ's head shot up, shoulders relaxing once his gaze landed on the soft smile of the girl sat in front of him. Sometimes he wondered how she could be so happy after traumatic situations.

"You saved me, and for that, I'm very grateful,"

JJ found his disheartened expression slipping into a small smile. She was so soft and gentle with not only her words; but her touch as well. She knew all the right ways to ease his racing mind.

They had yet to find out more about one another, yet here he had the girl sitting in his horribly trashed living room; feeling at ease from her touch and words- trying desperately to study her face, her emotions, her expressions. Trying to figure out why his heart was racing, and why he felt like if he didn't slow down he'd only crash and burn. Which, at the time, he felt completely okay with doing.

He was protective over the girl, but rightfully so. She'd done so much in his life he hasn't had the chance to thank her for. He wanted to give back, he just needed to figure out the right ways to do so.

But he shook his head. He stood up, giving her a small smile.

The girl had seen him at the lowest points in his life. The days when his father had beaten him so badly he was practically in shambles on the ground- she was petrified but she always would put him before herself because that was just the type of person she was. She was delicate- it was enough to break her if you truly wanted to, but she was kind.  JJ has never experienced the type of care Sophie has given by anyone else and if he was honest- he didn't want to.

"Where are you going?" he could hear (Y/n)'s soft voice as he stood from the couch, reaching for the garbage bag he left slouched against the wooden doors of the lower cabinets on the floor an hour or two prior.

"I'm gonna take this out and then head to bed," he looked over his shoulder, bright blue eyes glinting in her direction.

"Already?" she frowned, "We just got here a little bit ago,"

"I just wanted you to get some good sleep before I take you back tomorrow," JJ replied calmly, though he unknowingly began to make his way back toward her again.

"But I don't feel like sleeping right now," she reached for him, indicating she wanted him to sit again. He undoubtfully took the invitation.

"No?" Puzzlement growing, eyes fixated on the small girl sitting before him.

"No." she confirmed.

"Well... I don't have to go right now," She immediately perked up.

"Great!" She squeaked, arms flung around his neck, "Cause I have an entire show to watch, and no one to watch it with. But now I do!"

"Oh, I see," JJ gave a slight nod, unable to control the small, slightly uneasy chuckle that fell from his lips, "We're gonna watch an entire TV show tonight?"

"Of course. What else would we do on a Friday night?"

"Actually It's Saturday because it's midnight,"

"Whatever," she crinkled her nose, looking at him as if it was so obvious, "I get to show you the wonderful world of TV,"

TV. That was something JJ didn't exactly have familiarity with, for anymore he chose surfing or partying rather throwing himself up on the sofa and flicking through channels to find something appealing.

"Please?" She was back to being her shy self again, pouting and practically begging him to stay inside for the night, "Netflix would work too, that way we can start something new that maybe you'd like,"

He frowned nonetheless, "I don't have Netflix Princess,"

"That's okay, I'll sign in to my account," She grinned, turning the current network off and switching it to the Netflix program.

"Okay," he nodded, and she just smiled softly.

JJ watched as she selected a program with the title 'American Horror Story' and switched on the Pilot episode. Leaning over and leaving the remote on the coffee table in front of them.

She laid back, her prior position with her arms around his neck was now with her back pressed against the soft cushion

She then looked over at him, expression changing at the hesitant way he was perched up on the couch.

"JJ, come here," she reached her arms out, faking a grab at him with her fingers.

He shook his head, "No, I can't,"

"Yes you can," she nodded, once more making a grabbing motion with her fingers.

"No, I really can't,"

"I know I'm probably not as comfortable as most girls you slee-"

"No, that's not it," his answer was quick, "I just shouldn't lie down."

"Why?"

"Because Pougie," he frowned, trying desperately to dodge her tiny grabs, "I'll fall asleep on you." JJ warned.

"So fall asleep," (Y/n) shrugged, grinning with triumph once he finally sighed and gave in. She held her arms out, moving ever so slightly to give out some more room to him. He removed his snapback, leaning back- to which his head hit her forearm gently.

His tired eyes soon began to flutter shut, ready to fully drown out every possible noise; Including the voices of characters in front of them.

JJ couldn't comprehend the bizarre situation at hand; he was laying down with (Y/n), at his house, and she was voluntarily letting him rest against her. He was breathing in her light scent, listening to a show he assumed was one of her favorites, spending the night with the one person who agitated him the most- and he was enjoying every minute of it.

Something changed. Not enormously, For it was roughly hard to get through to JJ because of the skeptical side of him that refused to let anyone care for him. But the change was significant compared to what most accomplished. He no longer found the way he had to swoop into her rescue irritating. He didn't mind how she questioned everything he's done because in reality; she was curious and nothing was wrong with that.

This situation with (Y/n) was nothing more than a girl caring for a friend who, no doubt, needed the affection but was too stubborn to admit it.

JJ could only envision the small, gentle smile covering her features, imprinting her skin and burning a mark in his mind. He imagined her face as she pressed the tip of her nose against the back of his neck, small arms wrapped around his torso carefully.

He felt himself tense up. He's never felt such a delicate touch before- at least not ones that hadn't led to more than just a chill night on the couch. No, those situations almost always turned into more- to which JJ himself usually initiated.

But this was different because he didn't want more. He wanted to stay right where he was; In (Y/n)'s arms, wrapped up on the couch, drifting off into a much-needed peaceful sleep. And that's exactly what he was doing.

"Goodnight JayJ."

[snowysyndrome]

So, seeing as I added Welcome Home to my Fandom list, I thought to make something for it before leaving to visit family! Hope you enjoy it!

Also, where are my welcome home people at? I genuinely miss you all.

Sum: You moved into the neighborhood and meet all the occupants of the place.

❤️ After moving in, the first neighbor you met was the most darling of them all; Wally Darling! Naturally.

🧡 He's the one to show you around and introduce you to all his friends in the neighborhood. Julie, Frank, Eddie, Howdy, Poppy, Home, and Barnaby!

💛 Of course, he introduced you to his best friend first; Barnaby B. Beagle. The blue dog of which cracked a joke not long after meeting you. (Read: immediately after meeting you.)

💚 Julie would love that they all have a new neighbor! She'd rope you into whatever she was doing before you're taken away to meet the others by Wally if she didn't drag you to meet Frank before he does so.

🩵 Frank wouldn't be the most enthusiastic about a new neighbor, unlike Julie. He'd probably be studying some bugs before being interrupted by Julie dragging you behind her, shouting out to him to meet you. If you share a similar interest, he'd be pretty happy about that and would probably share some facts about them with you.

💙 Eddie. Sweet Eddie Dear would help you move the furniture into your house if he didn't have any mail to deliver that day.

💜 Poppy, having heard of a new neighbor moving in, would have made some cookies for you; giving them to you when you go to meet her.

🩷 If Howdy didn't have a shop to run, he would also offer to help move things into your house; but unfortunately, he has to stay in his store to make sure a certain blue pompadour haired puppet didn't steal any apples.

🤍 Now Home. Home is unable to talk because it's, well, a house. So, instead of that, it makes a bunch of noises by opening and closing the window shutters in greeting.

I.. Kinda got lazy at the end... Also, can you tell who my favorite is? Lol

Anyways, I hope you guys liked this, and feel free to request for more!

Until next time, my friends!

[sccrim]

JEALOUSY !

warnings ( really nothing. )

you and rafe were broken up but you couldn’t stand the idea of him with someone else so you try to see who this so call new girl is.

you grabbed a glass of champagne and went to find your friends. you kept looking around to find rafe or at least this girl everyone was speaking about. "have you—"

"seen her? nope." john b looked around once more. "what if i say i found out already, what do i get in return." jj smiled. "one of my dad’s cigars." you stated causing him to hype himself up.

"inside at the bar with rafe, topper, and ruthie."

"relax guys, i'm classy." kiara disagreed with sarah but the boys laughed knowing action was about to go down.

"fifty she starts something."

"sixty, her mom yells at her."

"bet."

the boys all shook on it. you walked inside to see them standing at the bar. you couldn't see her face but she looked about your height, short light brown hair. her dress was short and pink. "pretty dress." you whispered to yourself.

"also you should definitely watch out for y/n." ruthie laughed warning the girl. "who's y/n?" the girl questioned. "rafe, you haven't told her about her? classic." topper air cheered his beer. "i was going too but you just told her so thank you." rafe rolled his eyes. "rafe— who's y/n?" before he could answer you showed up.

"hey rafe, topper, ruthie, and who's this?" you questioned. "fuck." ruthie whispered. "y/n this is sofia, sofia this is y/n." rafe looked around in awkwardness.

"hi."

"rafe you didn't tell me sofia is a cute girl."

"didn't think i had to tell you."

"you didn't but would have been kind to know who you were bringing to my fathers country club." you smiled. "wait youre mr. l/n daughter?"

"mhm."

"this place is very cool. was thinking of signing up for tennis." y/n looked at her up and down then back at rafe. "hope to see you at games."

"rafe can i speak to you." thing about you that everyone knows already is you usually dont ask. it’s more so you tell them and rafe knew that. that's the one thing he loved about you.

"go with topper and ruthie, i'll find you in a bit." sofia smiled and waved bye at you

"i swear to god y/n, you better not start shit." rafe grabbed you by the arm into the locker rooms. "why didnt you tell me? you seen me mostly every night and you couldn't tell me you were interested in someone."

"i didn't tell you because i know how you are. you broke up with me remember."

"you broke up with me too y'know. what happened to mutual break up?"

"just don't start anything." rafe looked at you with this angry look. "does she know you were with me most nights?" rafe just looked at her in silences. "of course she doesn't. you think she'll leave you?" you laughed in his face. "not a bad thing if she left you."

"she doesn't know y/n."

"and why's that?"

"hard to tell someone my ex is a bitch."

"ouch. and to think you weren't a bitch neither."

"oh and by the way, she has one thing coming if she thinks she's with you for a long run." you placed your hand on his chest. "you know damn well if this was reversed you would have beat the shit out of him. just because you have a new girl doesn't mean you aren't the same rafe i dealt with for two years."

"oh and don't forget to tell her before she sees that tattoo you have." she winked and walked out the locker room. having rafe punch the locker.

you saw sofia eye you walking out the room so you smiled— fixing your hair and dress acting like something happened in the locker room causing her to go look for rafe.

sofia had one thing to be careful of and it wasn't rafes anger issues. it was you making sure everyone knew what was yours.

 sccrim — all rights reserved. please do not modify, repost , translate , or plagiarise my content.

[7grandmel]

Rip of the week: 23/12/2024

PRIMEneria

Season 8 No Album Release (Read More) Corneria (Brawl) (Alpha Mix) - Super Smash Bros. Ultimate

Ripped by Yassir F.

I don't know if words could even begin to describe the emotional rollercoaster I have been on since December 19th, 2024.

It's such a funny thing, following this channel for so long. Throughout the early days in Season 1, the team would cobble together ideas for rips, events, and story in mere weeks' time, seemingly just to get reactions out of the fanbase. Beyond the inherent lunacy to The Reboot and I Saw a Brainwasher Today, this was also the year where one contributor just decided to tell a storyline about the Australian rental service Mr. Rental's titular mascot and his hatred for mashups back on Mr. Rental [B Side] ~ Out of Options; this was the year where legendary folk singer Bob Dylan became a reoccurring joke on the channel, just because PinkieOats was on a voice call and sung a cover in a captivatingly shoddy impression back on Can't Say Goodbye to Yesterday - as performed by Bob Dylan; this was the year where the termination of the original GiIvaSunner channel was explained in-universe as being a scheme by Angry Joe, in a slapdash meme tribute to Baneposting in the one year that it was relevant on the channel. It was a mess we all adored following due to the clear passion for entertainment that lay underneath; and when Season 2 returned with an unbelievably explosive bang and showed just how much could be made with this chaos of a story being told, I was more excited than I can put into words. As said back on ULTRA S+G, Season 2 was when it felt as if EVERYONE was aboard the ride that the SiIvaGunner team was promising; shooting for the stars for quality and evolving the lore into something shockingly compelling despite its absurd origins.

It's hard, especially as someone who hardly ever lost their passion for the channel in the first place, to pinpoint exactly where things started to lose Season 2's momentum. Perhaps it was the two years spent covering Season 4, with all the focus spent on an event of unprecedented scale that all ultimately was an aside from the channel's typical mold; during the production of which many core team members wound up leaving to never return, including channel founder Chaze the Chat. Perhaps it was Season 3's more low-key format and direction, one that Chaze the Chat himself appeared adamant to steer away from when Season 4 Episode 1 first began; or perhaps it was all inherent to Season 2's overambitious nature, with the Christmas Comeback Crisis episodes growing ever more vast in scope, eventually resulting in a 6-year long gap between Episode 10 to 11. Perhaps it was later, perhaps it was sooner; nevertheless, its undeniable that the wait occurred, and the driving narrative that had enamored us all throughout Season 2 was left on ice, forever frozen in time on December 2016.

Yet it felt, in a way, inevitable that things would grow in this way. The SiIvaGunner team was growing, its members maturing, its worst influences leaving; and most important of all, their creative juices were flowing like mad. To be confined to one 12-episode run of a fake visual novel couldn't contain the ambitions this team have; even before the CCC began, the aforementioned Mr. Rental and projects of its ilk show just how hard it is to keep SiIvaGunner's contributors from doing what they want. Gradually, it felt as if both the team and us in the audience came to accept that inevitable constant – that the only predictable thing about SiIvaGunner is its unpredictability – and so the side projects grew to the scale of main projects. We'd see experimental projects still hinting at the main story such as The Lost Rip and The Life and Times of Wade L.D.; not long therafter, we'd get everything from the King for Another Day Tournament and NIGHTMARESCAPE ~ Unrestrained Hypercam 2 ~, to The Disappearance of Super Mario and Your Best Nightmario, to entire festivals containing their own events, art direction, and self-contained storylines. SiIvaGunner was no longer just on one lane, but doing so many different concepts and events and journeys with such excellent finesse; even though many had given up on the return of the Christmas Comeback Crisis itself returning, it was impossible not to be impressed and enamored by the effort put into everything that was, effectively, taking its place.

I've made it no secret that Season 5, despite having events I greatly enjoyed such as the aforementioned Mario incident and everything discussed on Epic Rap Battles of History: Funny vs. Funnier, was the time at which my interest in the channel (particularly from a narrative perspective) felt more muted than before. Especially without the behind-the-scenes knowledge I know now of the team's troubled state, it to me was the year when I began to feel as if the channel was forever going to drift along in this excess of creative endeavors. Past an incomplete Christmas Comeback Crisis now filled with sideshoot stories, we still had Mr. Rental left unresolved, now had an AI running the channel that we knew next to nothing about, had a gigantic cast of 32 characters left from the King for Another Day Tournament that each seemed to be prodding at some sort of developments of their own, had Nutshackwoodman34's unexplainable cacophany still up in the air, had everything relating to Astronaut in the Ocean and Yankin', and a multitude of audio dramas with a canonicity that, at the time, felt largely up in the air. I'm well aware of how bizarre this all sounds and I want to clarify that I've long since accepted and adore just how much SiIvaGunner team have been able to do; but back then, I couldn't help but feeling as if things had steered out of control for the lore. In essence, I had to accept that SiIvaGunner was now primarily focusing on its rips, events, and quality; long-time followers of the channel's lore were becoming vastly outnumbered by a growing audience of KFAD kids, Friday Night Funkin' fans joining through excellent rips like Satinpanties Symphony, and those simply here to enjoy what the channel could offer.

This, then, brings us to Season 6 and Season 7. Despite not technically continuing those stories that I was longing after, throughout almost every corner of Season 6 I got the sense that the team was eager to make some genuine change to their status quo; as expressed back on Bramble Blast Collab and I've won, but at what costI've won, but at what cost, there's a solemn feel that underscores the season, the realization that one can't stay hung up to the past forever, which all culminated in its beautiful season finale. It felt as if the SiIvaGunner team had themselves realized just how large their world had gotten and were beginning to grab their many bulls by the horns; and, once grabbed, Season 7 felt like a year-long celebration of each and every facet of the channel's long life. With a series of tribute beautiful enough, as said on The Paragoomba and the Wiggler one whole year ago, to bring me to tears, paired alongside the unbelievable return of the core series Christmas Comeback Crisis with an eleventh episode freed from development hell; I felt as if I was finally, completely on track with everything SiIvaGunner could throw at me. The past was the past, its many endeavors had been celebrated; and now, everyone was caught up and ready to finish that story started so many years ago.

I never quite knew what to expect from Season 8, aside from an understandable sense that the team needed plenty of rest and time after having just finished up the biggest story-related release in the channel's entire history. And so, after just a few events of time to get to know our lovable new channel host Joke-Explainer 7000, I labeled this the "silly season"; a year for a new character to bring back some lower-key whimsy to the channel after the prior two seasons had so expertly reminded us of how much the team genuinely do care about the world they've (almost inadvertently) built. I had no qualms; Joke-Explainer 7000 was hilarious to follow through rips and events such as Super Ludacris JB World, the rips have been higher quality than ever through efforts like Wake Up! It's Friday! and no more nuzzles in my skin, and we were all on the same page in knowing exactly what would come next, eventually. The conclusion to it all.

Yet once again, history repeats itself; the only predictable thing about SiIvaGunner is its unpredictability.

On the train to my family home for a Christmas weekend, I check my phone to see a server-wide ping within the SiIvaGunner discord; was this related to that Direct that I'd told myself to watch after the fact? I shrugged and checked it out althesame, only to be met with an ominous link and a wish of good luck; https://hwcinternaldb.highquality.rip/. A portal into an in-universe file directory divided into five intriguingly named folders, collections of confounding yet alluring files. I return to the Discord server to confirm my suspicions; sure enough, for the first time in 7 years, the SiIvaGunner community is tasked with solving an ARG; a quest across websites, image files, encrypted text, file formats and high quality rips to uncover a truth buried deep within the channel. Yet to say it was only one truth would be misleading; with five folders came five separate branches, five separate community subsets, and five different endpoints.

Inexperienced as I am in ARGs to begin with, I was sadly also too occupied with the holidays to partake in these great mysteries being solved. Yet at every moment I had to myself, I would refresh myself on everything being discovered across all three branches, gradually growing more and more amazed at what I'd called the "silly" season was delivering. More than just providing further teases toward the finale to the Christmas Comeback Crisis, each path was addressing its own loose end from those intermediate years that I'd been so divided on. The FOOLS path explored the aforementioned The Lost Rip duo of NutshackWoodman34 and his best bro and actual brother Jerome, connecting their absurdist videos and reality-bending powers to the Fool's Spirit teased back in Season 7's April Fools event covered back on Christmas Spirit [FILE-07] (Beta Mix); The AIRTH path, meanwhile, uncovers buried logs, thoughts and feelings of the SiIvaGunner AI across all five years of its time spent as host of the channel. Most surprising of all to me, the BLACK path covered something I never thought I would see revisited; Season 2's alternative "Genocide ending" to the first-ever SiIvaGunner storyline, The Reboot, wherein Chad Warden instead chooses to take immediate control of SiIvaGunner for himself rather than sacrificing himself for the greater good. The release of Nice, Slick, Blackness was one of my most treasured memories in all my time following the channel, and seeing its events ACTUALLY explored so many years after the fact – alongside loose ends that I had long since given up on knowing the resolutions to – felt genuinely unbelievable.

I understand that, to even a lot of the channel's biggest fans, being as invested in its lore as I am may come across as a little ridiculous. But to say that this ARG was an absolute dream come true for me was an understatement; as if Seasons 6 and 7 weren't enough affirmation in themselves, as if the SiIvaGunner team hadn't already matched and exceeded all of my expectations with the treatment they gave CCC Episode 11 last year, the ARG and its revelations exceeded every expectation and idea I could have ever had for tying these eight seasons of the channel together. A Visual Novel, an Undertale fangame, an all-new KFAD Mojo! site, a Mr. Rental Choose-Your-Own Adventure game, the best-yet episode of NutshackWoodman34's escapades, and one more as-of-yet unrevealed reward to close the entire season with, a grab-bag of reveals unlike I could have ever thought of...

...all happening while the SiivaGunner YouTube channel itself – along with all the people blissfully unaware of the ARG happening – was uploading rips almost exclusively using hit YouTuber KSI's awful hit song Thick of It. Yeah, remember? PRIMEneria is what this blog post is meant to be about! Cast like a veil over all that's transpired since December 19th, the YouTube-only audience continued to blissfully truck along with one of the most obnoxious-yet-funny rip trends we've had in recent times.

The juxtaposition between the insane lore and fanservice being delivered behind the scenes versus the YouTube channel providing what may be the funniest possible stretch for Winter-themed song to base their event from is genuinely still making me giggle even days after the event's all wrapped up, and the best part is of course that the rips themselves were genuinely really good. Given my track record of covering Jake and Logan Paul rips like Logan Paul's Shop and It's Everyday Lake and last week's post on If Air Man came to life, that would be creepy, it should perhaps come as no surprise that awful YouTuber music is a pet favorite rip source of mine; yet the sheer quotability and horrendous flow of Thick of It makes rips like PRIMEneria special even by those standards. The change in pitch (key?) to the song itself sets it off on such a strong foot immediately, and though the initial 20-seconds or so of the rip are already a really funny mashup, it's what happens therafter that really makes shit funny. Toward the end of the first loop, and for the entire rest of the rip, KSI's vocals are pitch-shifted for specific segments to follow Corneria's punchy hi-octane melody in a way similar to something like no more nuzzles in my skin; and it's arguably even more funny given the song used.

The fucking gall of the SiIvaGunner team, man. The sheer audacity to make my every possible dream for the channel's future and legacy come true practically over the course of a week and to pair it with rips of KSI's Thick of It happening at the same time. Perhaps I wasn't so wrong after all; Season 8 may well still be the silly season, and PRIMEneria is the clearest, funniest showcase of that there could possibly be, capping off the year in unabashed style.

Rock the fuck on, SiIva team.

[rimqueen]

I want to see Jimmy get ass-fucked by a guy that isn’t Curly.

I want Jimmy to play up this “yeah I’d never bottom lmfao I’m not a fucking faggot” persona until he has a guy twice his size with a massive cock plowing him. Hair pulling, smacking Jimmy’s face with hands the size of frying pans, completely neglecting Jimmy’s cock, shoving his face down, making Jimmy feel utterly small and debased. “Doesn’t this feel nice? You can quit that stupid tough guy act, I know what you really are.” while Jimmy is whimpering and trying to not cry because A) holy fuck his ass is never going to be the same after this B) humiliated because this really is nice, but he’d never admit he enjoyed it to anyone else.

It doesn’t even have to necessarily to be noncon either, he could have very shamefully consented because he really does want to be “put in his place”, but he hates the fact he likes/wants it.

And while it isn’t bonus points for me personally, I know some people would probably really like the above situation if it happened in prison, too.

I really really like the idea of jimmy fucking for cash. Like I know it’s ooc or whatever but him being so strapped for crash about to be evicted and he pimps himself out to some guy that is going to fuck him halfway to death… his hole is so tight … like so small and it’s never going to be the same . His hole is a sacred place I think. Like idk he’s weird ab it. I also just think . He likes it but he puts up sucj a good fight. He claws at the ground until his nails are peeling, he freaks out so bad he smacks his face into the concrete and ends up with a bloody nose, he’s crying and drooling and working himself up so bad I find that so hot ugh… and I agree I think he likes to get put in his place secretly curly gets firm with him once and he pops a boner so fast he almost passes out .. idk!! Not enough authority in his life so when it happens he’s like wow..

[pumpkinsy0]

U got any curtis gang new yrs hcs??

unfortunately they wont leave my mind, so yes i do

•look im basing this off of me cause its sm fun to do, but when its nearing 12am, pony likes to put on a song that he RLLY liked that year, like its carrying him into the new year, its comforting!!! usually near that time u wont find him in the living room, but alone either outside or in his room

•soda gets suupperrr sentimental, hes the friend going around telling u how much u meant to him that year, he has NOOOO shame about it, hes a lover what can he say

•dallas doesnt attend their new years party, believe it or not hes not the HUGEST fan of parties he never stays for the full amount of one, if he does go to the house, he stays for 30 minutes before running away and the gang doesnt see him till the 3rd of january, nobody knows what he does or goes, but he always comes back so its whatever

•johnny and pony have a thing where they either fistbump at midnight or blow those party horns at each others face!! they would always bet on who would get a midnight kiss bonus money if they guessed who it would b w

•YES, steve and soda have been each others midnight kiss btw, u could take this as romantic or not bc it was never on the lips, only like forehead or something “as a joke”🙄

•i dont think steve is that much of a party animal, at least for a new years party, he has a habit of going outside, watching illegal fireworks that really should classify as bombs while thinking about his life and throwing party snaps on the ground, then going back inside to live it up so he doesnt get too sad blah blah blah repeat. he gives the rest of the party snaps to pony and johnny

•the curtis gang will leave up christmas decorations for MONTHS, they dont rlly buy new decorations. two bit however loves to take the mistletoe down to put it in a new place and annoy surprise everyone by screaming whos under it

•the gang wuestion dally on the times square ball drop a lot, hes went ONCE and will always rant about how stupid and annoying it is, he says its like top 3 worst new years ever bc of how cramped it was but the gang will notttt believe him, they think hes just being grumpy

•u can expect to hear allllll of darrys new years resolutions bc hes making some for himself AND the gang, u leave trash on the floor and he passive aggressively suggest a new years resolution for u to throw it out😭ill tell u what tho he follows through on his resolutions for the most part u gotta commend him

•when i think of johnny and new years i think of tyler the creator being upset that he was making a stupid ass sandwich into the new year

•alternatively when i think of two bit and new years i think of camilla cabeo??? i think it was???? and her tweets for new hears where shes like “i havent showered since last year” and she was doing it consecutively each new years

•mrs curtis made this tradition to take a new years picture each new years and the gang WILL keep that alive!!! they choose one person from the gang to keep the photo forevveerrr and everrrrr

•the gang also makes a time capsule!! this was something they didnwhen they were wayyy younger but some of the gang still make it, althought there is this one time capsule literally EVERYONE forgot where it was buried so its just somewhere chillin in the backyard</33

•do u guys think they would drive over to the curtis parents’ graves and hang w em for a bit, pouring alcohol and soda to commemorate em,,,i think so,,,,theyd do the same for dally and johnny

[so-much-for-subtlety]

So, I've been reviewing all the timelines that are available around UHC CEO killing.

There's some conspiracy theories going around that he couldn't get from UWS to midtown on an ebike - with people putting in biking trip times for google maps shows 20-25 mins.

But if he went from hostel to Central Park entrance on 100th street, and then from 100th street to midtown that's 3.3 miles, and on an ebike that does 28 mph that's 7 minutes which exactly aligns with security footage timestamps (and I know from personal experience that this is possible going through Central Park because you don't have any stop lights - and at this time of morning no tourists either).

Assuming 28 mph ebike that also matches times for leaving the scene and going back up through central park etc (and gives him plenty of time to stop and drop backpack somewhere).

But there are still some things that I find odd:

why would he bike at 28mph to the scene potentially risk getting caught with a gun on person? why not just leave earlier and bike at legal speeds?

he seemed to be around the scene for 33 mins before deciding to go to Starbucks which was about a 24 min roundtrip - if he'd got there early to stake out and wait for CEO, why did he leave after 33 mins to take 24 mins out of stakeout time just to get coffee/water/granola bars?

on walk to Starbucks cameras show him existing 57th st station - it's totally plausible that he entered between 55th & 56th and exited between 56th & 57th (no swipe needed) but WHY? also MTA says they have had security cameras installed at all stations since 2021, so why no footage of him in the station? from whatever place he entered subway, he would have been able to see the Starbucks across the street.

15 mins before shooting, on walk back from Starbucks he's on camera with phone up to ear, and he gets to scene just 6 mins before CEO gets there. Did he get a tip from someone that CEO was leaving?

Here's a map I've drawn (black for walk from scene to Starbucks, red for walk from Starbucks back to scene & shooting, and green for leaving the scene after shooting) Anything with a timestamp is verified by camera footage. Points C & J are just my assumptions.

I think he probably had his bike locked up around point C:

and so the trip to Starbucks might have also been a chance to check that his bike was still there (by then it would have been locked up for over 30 mins).

But after already waiting at scene for 30 mins, why make quite a lengthly detour to Starbucks unless he'd received a message that CEO wouldn't be there for another 30 mins? And on the walk back to the scene from Starbucks, he also look a long route back. Maybe walking off nerves, but even so unless you knew the time the CEO would be at the scene you'd not take an unnecessary long route back right?

To me, leaving the scene after waiting ~30 mins, and then arriving back at the scene just 6 mins before CEO arrives all seems like he was in contact with someone who had info around CEOs movements.

The quick dip into the subway doesn't make sense. I think he knew the area well, and had chosen a place to lock up bike for a fast exit to central park. Maybe just a red herring but seems so strange (maybe he dropped something off? picked something up? met someone? if anything happened it happened fast because timestamps show he was from point B to point D in just a couple minutes and it's a 3 min walk).

[supermanshield]

Mistletoe superbat kiss for the holidays? <3

This turned out longer than I expected and I had a lot of fun with it! Thank you for the prompt!

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Every year, Wally made it a national sport to put mistletoe up on the watchtower in all kinds of places. Together with Kyle he'd managed to get various members of the team to kiss each other - Aquaman and Wonder Woman, J'onn and Green Arrow, Black Canary and Zatanna just to name a few. But there was one person they hadn't gotten yet. Or rather two. Superman always politely kissed the other person on the cheek if he even walked into their trap, and Batman avoided them like the plague. It was as if he had a sixth sense for mistletoe. As far as Wally knew, he probably actually did.

Batman wasn't on the watchtower as often as the other team members, which already made it harder to catch him. But he was also extremely aware of his surroundings, and would slip out of the way always just in time when he'd notice the offending branch, and reset his course through the tower as if nothing happened. But Wally knew. And now he was out to get him. Together with Kyle he devised an ingenious plan.

Even though he wasn't there often, the watchtower was still one of Batman's most proud accomplishments. So obviously the plan had to involve some sort of malfunction to her wiring. Batman would come check it out and bam! Unavoidable Mistletoe dangling above his cowl. Now they just needed another person for him to kiss. Wally or Kyle could do it themselves, but as fun as that sounded, there was no challenge in that. Superman was the obvious choice, but it would be difficult with his speed almost matching Wally's. Wally would have to move faster than he ever had, and inside a space station at that. It was an ambitious plan, but together with Kyle he'd pull it off.

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On December 24th, Bruce reluctantly beamed up to the watchtower. He was only here to get a hold of Aquaman before the crazy holiday villains would start wreaking havoc on Gotham. He said hi to Clark, always in for a good chat in the cafeteria around the holidays. Bruce knew it was a somewhat lonely time for him and had invited his friend to the Manor for Christmas day.

He heard Wally and Kyle giggling before seeing them walking off to a different section of the space station. He found Arthur in the pool, and while talking to him heard one of the minor alarms going off, indicating damage, followed by Superman's familiar swoosh flying past. Clark would have it handled then.

Except that a minute later Bruce's communicator beeped. Grumbling and sighing, he answered. "What?"

"B, we've got a minor issue in C-wing. Can you come check it out?"

This team really couldn't function without him. Although it was good to know that they wouldn't operate on his baby without consulting him first. "Give me a minute," he replied and cut the line.

When he finally reached the end of the corridor in C-wing and entered the room Clark had called him from, Bruce briefly looked at the three superheroes already there; Flash, Green Lantern and Superman. The minor issue they were standing around was a loose wall panel and some exposed wiring. "Hng."

"What's wrong?" Clark said. "It's nothing. A quick fix."

"How many Justice Leaguers does it take to change one lightbulb," Bruce said drily in his Batman voice. Kyle laughed a little nervously, but Bruce paid him no mind.

"Something went wrong with our maintenance job, Bats. Sorry," Wally explained. Bruce grunted again, and squatted down to the broken wall panel. "Superman, right here," he pointed. "Do your thing." As Clark squatted down next to him to use his heat vision on the wires, he felt more than saw Kyle moving and flying up a bit, but thought nothing of it. That was his first mistake. The second was getting up and turning around right as Clark was done. They got up together and turned around to a very smug Flash pointing up. "Got you!"

Kyle was hovering a little bit, holding a green fishing rod with real mistletoe attached at the end.

"Oof!" Clark cowered a little bit, clearly feeling guilty he had asked Batman here while The Mistletoe Plot was unfolding, but also clearly not having been in on it. He tried to get them out of it. "Well, technically you were in the middle of work when it happened, and it's not in a doorway, so..."

"I'm not one above admitting defeat, Superman."

"True. But you're also very resourceful in changing rules for your own benefit."

"Not this time. It appears I'm completely out of options."

"Haha! We got them!" Kyle yelled.

"Heh! Okay," Superman said. He started tilting his head in his signature Mistletoe Move to kiss Bruce on the cheek, but Bruce wouldn't have it. He grumbled, huffed, and angled his face towards Clark's lips. This might be the only chance he'll ever get at feeling those lips against his own and he was gonna make the most of it.

He grabbed the front of Clark's suit with his gloved fist to keep him close, and planted his lips soundly against the Kryptonian's. There was a little surprised sound in the back of Clark's throat, but that quickly faded into a sigh as Clark leaned closer to him. Could... could it be? That Clark had a crush on him just as he did on Clark? But then he wouldn't have tried to get them out of it before... Clark's lips were still moving against his own, softer than Bruce had ever imagined. He would get lost in this... forget himself and wrap his arms around Clark if they kept going any longer. Reluctantly, Bruce pulled away.

"Ha!" Kyle yelled. "That was better than I expected!"

Clark stared at Bruce, an unfamiliar glint in his eyes. "B...," he started, but didn't get to finish. In the background, Wally was still saying something about defeating the undefeated Batman, but it barely registered to Bruce, lost as he was in Clark's eyes. And in his grip. Sometime in the last 30 seconds Clark had grabbed his shoulders and was pulling him close again. Clark's face was very quickly getting closer, closer, Bruce closed his eyes and felt Superman's lips again. The force of the kiss made them fall to the floor in a flurry of black and red capes, the landing cushioned more by Clark's arms around Bruce than his own armor.

"Sorry!" Clark said. But that meant he wasn't kissing Bruce anymore, and Bruce wouldn't stand for that.

"Don't," was all he said, and pulled Clark back in for an open mouthed kiss. Somewhere off to the side, Bruce heard Kyle's laughing, and his saying: "How many Leaguers does it take to figure out Batman and Superman are in love with each other?"

"Four, man. Four!" Wally screamed. He threw his arms up and started pushing Kyle out of the room. "Uhh, we'll leave you guys to it I guess. Bye!" He quickly shut the door behind them.

"Thank Rao for mistletoe," Clark breathed above him.

Bruce smiled. "And for Wally West."

[strawberryteabunny]

Frederick’s 30 Days Day 6: Are there popular lolita things you tend to dislike for your own style?

So this might be really controversial but… petticoats ><

A) I travel a lot and I’m a lifestyle lolita; on average I’m out of town at least once a month. I also live in a big city and don’t own a car so I’m on the bus or train everywhere. Trying to pack a petticoat in a suitcase or on public transportation is REALLY annoying so I started skipping it and it turns out I find it a lot more comfortable without!

B) A lot of classic and oldschool styles are either very low or no petti in the first place (or have built in petticoats in the dresses)- so an OTT level cupcake petticoat doesn’t work for most of my coords anyway. I do wear a petticoat on occasion for dresses that look really flat without it…

C) … but tbh no one’s ever called me out on it or said my dresses/skirts look flat/bad. Maybe everyone’s just really nice and keeps this thought to themselves, but imo it’s not very distracting/bad looking and in photos it’s easy to hide if a dress isn’t poofy enough. Who knows, maybe I’ve been posted to cgl over it or would’ve been on BTB but I feel like people care less these days, especially other lifestylers or people who do more casual coords.

Oldschool/classic styles were often a lot more casual about wearing a petticoat or even a blouse- these are all pre-2003 iirc, from GLB’s via lolitahistory. The last one is an ad for Victorian Maiden- a summer coord with no blouse, petti, bloomers, or long socks! (Disclaimer that some of these coords may have petticoats but some clearly don’t, and it’s not always crystal clear which is which)

I’m not wearing a petticoat in any of these pictures (and I tried specifically to look for photos where I’m not holding my skirt out)- would you have been able to tell the difference if I hadn’t told you?

I do want to wear more underskirts though- a lot of dresses are short on me and I just like the added detail. Somewhere in my project bin is an underskirt that I’m hoping will provide a nice amount of length and volume for my dresses and will therefore double as a ‘pettiskirt’- adding some volume but not an overwhelming/uncomfortable amount of fabric. I’ve also been really into a VM underdress I bought recently that I’ve been wearing in my classic coords to lengthen/add some volume to my skirts.

I do want to add that I think a key part of the lolita fashion is the silhouette, which has a poofy knee-length skirt as the ‘platonic ideal’. Skipping a petti absolutely can lead to your coords looking bad and there’s definitely some dresses where I always wear a petti because they need one to look right. But just like longer skirts can still be lolita and are more common in gothic and classic lolita, I think lower volume can be a thing in oldschool or classic coords sometimes too.

On a much less controversial note, I’m also not a huge fan of KC’s and wristcuffs. I’ve really fallen in love with rectangle headdresses and KC’s are a lot more ‘sweet’ to me, so if I wear a head bow it’s usually on the back of the head not on the top. Wristcuffs- I’ve just never liked the feeling of something on my wrist! I don’t wear bracelets or watches either 🤷‍♀️

[loveririska]

And again, there are many letters. My analysis of Vastaya Zaun and Piltover. Complemented the amphibious Vastaya.

This time I want to touch on the topic of Vastaya in Piltover and Zaun. Attitude to them, types. There will also be a discussion on the type of Steb. But first things first.

And so, let's start with the species diversity of Vastaya in these cities.

1. Amphibious Vastaya.(Jericho, Banter, etc.)

2. Vastaya - bats.(Skar and others.)

3. Vastaya - mountain sheep.

4. Other types are isolated.

If we compare the number of individuals in cities, there are more in Zaun.(Except for the sheep.) Why is that? One of my versions is related to the biological features of the species. Remember where most species of bats live? Where it's humid and dark. Amphibians also love twilight and humid places. And where is it darker?In Zaun! If we recall physics, where is the humidity higher? Near the ground and in the lowlands. Which city is lower? Zaun.

This choice of accommodation is related to the peculiarity of animals. The amphibian, in order to maintain skin hydration, leads a nocturnal lifestyle, since the absence of sunlight prevents evaporation. Mice are guided by sound waves.At the same time, many of these species sleep during the day.

There are more sheep in Piltover, and isolated individuals are found in Zaun. Take a look at the screenshots for yourself.

(If you remember, in the first season we were shown in Piltover Vastaya - the bat. And yes, I found another Amphibian there.)

But let's focus on Amphibians.

I have already said once why I think they are amphibious Vastaya, but now I want to clearly show my guesses.(Although, to be honest, I had a thought that they were Sharks.) Also, let's touch on the attitude of Banter towards them.

Anatomical features.

A. Skin. All Amphibian Vastaya have a greenish skin tone with darker stripes on the head and neck.And there are dark spots on the skin.(Usually the shoulders and forearms.) The skin itself is smooth, without scales or any outgrowths.

B. The presence or absence of hair. Do you know what is the most important difference between Banter and its "relatives"? THE PRESENCE OF EYEBROWS! As you can see from the screenshots, the amphibian Bastards have no eyebrows at all. About the hair on the head, it's debatable. If you look closely at the screen where Isha is, one of the Bastards has a pink mohawk. I don't think it's a fin. And so, yes, most of them have no hair. Let me remind you that only terrestrial animals have hair. It is needed for thermoregulation and protection. (This is how eyebrows protect your eyes from sweat, for example. The hair on the head is protected from sunstroke and burning.Body hair protects the pores.) I would again think that the Banter stands out strongly against their background...IF I HADN'T FOUND THIS. Screenshot from the first season. That Vastaya has hair on her head!

C.) Eyes. Amphibians have predominantly bright blue eyes with rounded pupils.

d.) Physique. In addition to Jericho, the Vastaya of this species have an asthenic physique.

An asthenic is a person with a body type characterized by tall stature, thinness, a long neck, a longitudinally elongated skull, and a narrow sharply defined face.

What a pumped-up asthenic looks like.

And now we remember Steb. I don't think any further explanation is necessary. We remember the amphibian girls. Also. Actually, that's why they have such a physique. It's just great underwater. A well-developed musculature (like that of the same Scar) is not needed underwater, due to the density of the water.You have a foothold for action. You need to stretch it out for swimming, so it's easier to perform maneuvers. Streamlined body and face. Underwater, the density is high, and in order to move, you need to reduce the resistance.Did I notice that the face in the profile of the Steb is more even? He doesn't have a strong protrusion of nose and chin. I'll attach a screenshot, I hope you understand what I mean.

E.) And finally, I ask fins . Amphibian fins have CARTILAGINOUS fins, like our auricles or noses.That is, they are quite flexible and sensitive.Ahem…I'm sorry, I don't think that's why. Do you know what else I noticed? ONLY Steb (of all the Easties that were shown to us from the back) has a dorsal fin. I have a theory based on amphibians that the dorsal fin is an indicator of the age of the species. Until adulthood, amphibians have a dorsal fin, but later it disappears, as the individual uses water only for reproduction.

And by the way, there are SCALES under Steb's eyes. Here, I honestly don't know how to comment on it, that's why I thought he was a SHARK. Diamond-shaped scales - observed in Sharks.Actually, why is it scales? Look at the YouTube moments with him without music, only with sounds. At the moments where the scales are moving, there is a sound like scales. The fins have a more muffled sound. With his scales, he catches and reads the air currents, assessing the situation when he does not see.(Many aquatic species do not see well in the distance, so they have developed other organs of touch.)

Actually, I believe that the Steb is of the same species as the Amphibian Wastaya, but perhaps a different subspecies.No one has canceled evolution)

I still think he's a half-breed, though. At least because of the ears. His auricle is similar in size to a human's and is pressed against his head. At the same time, it is more convex in other amphibians.

[cooldeltaworld-blog]

Your post is littered with illogical correlations, hypocrisy, deflections, false accusations and willful ignorance.

I sure hope you can correct me using fact/logic, and not insult to my critical thinking.

Hubert and Petra B-Support

Yes? Merely showing a screenshot doesn't really explain your point? I mean, trying to bring Brigid freedom so soon after the Brigid-Dagda War would indeed cause problem simply because the population hasn't forgotten the war yet, or hasn't had enough time to heal from it. Trying to deal with population upheaval during a revolutionary war is not exactly a good idea.

Before you start making more flimsy excuses

How can they be flimsy if they are within the game script?

both Claude and Dimitri want to end the war peacefully despite Edelgard being a violent aggressor as opposed to Edelgard who refuses mercy and wants them dead in Crimson Flower.

I mean, nobody want war in their country, that's for sure, but if I have to look at the records (ie the game script), only Claude in Hopes ever goes to reach out to Edelgard with the Pact. Some might say that him trying to have the Alliance stay neutral during Crimson Flower is a politically move to not have war, but given it is Claude doing it, it may very well have multiple purpose given the situation. He is a schemer after all.

Dimitri... doesn't ever try to reach for peace? In Crimson Flower, he's an unreasonable boar who only want kill those he deem to deserve dying (Which seems to be a lot of people apparently), and in Hopes, he doesn't ever sit on the table of negociation to try and avoid further bloodshed. He only fights back.

Also pretty sure there is evidence somewhere that Edelgard has many time offered surrender for her enemy, but given the way this discussion is going (ie: You insulting me for some reason), I'm not even sure you would even bother to read it. You would just try to find a reason to insult me.

People like you aren't known for their intelligence. Your IQ is as abysmal as your taste.

What are you implying by that? That my people are stupid? What people are you talking about?

That's irrelevant to the topic of her not being threatened by the Agarthans.

They are the reason she has trust issues. Like Thales is disguising has her Uncle. Solon has a beloved librarian. She feels as she cannot trust anyone because they could be spies for Slitherers.

Why should the victims of imperialism play nice with their oppressor

Pretty sure the Brigid-Dagda War was initiated by Brigid and Dagda, not the other way around. Yes the vassalage situation can be quite bad, but it is also the consequence of the war that just took place.

and yet Edelgard is allowed to wage war without any care for bad blood? You Edelgard fans love to prattle about war and revolution until your precious blorbo is the oppressor. Then all of a sudden war is bad.

First of all, I do need to point out that doing a generalization of the "Edelgard fans" does not help your argument in any way because people are unique and different.

To reiterate Dimitri drags Faerghus kicking and screaming to give Duscur their land back.

Pretty sure he has to execute his uncle and you also have half of Faerghus going into a civil war against Dimitri.

Edelgard is too scared to do the same for Brigid.

Pretty sure she avoid a civil war by waiting just a little bit (A little bit being a few years time).

She's fully aware by the time she's at garreg mach and that it was the dirty work of the Agarthans. She should've spoken up for them like Sylvain did instead of adding fuel to the fire.

When? In what route? Verdant Wind and Azure Moon? She needs their help to see her war through. Crimson Flower? Same thing but she can now rely on Byleth and her tactical acument insted of the Demonic Beast and whatnot. It is a recurrent theme that Edelgard has to dirty her hand to see her war through, with the exception made of Crimson Flower because she can trust her Black Eagle.

Scarlet Blaze? She doesn't have them at her side anymore. The other route of Hopes, she goes in a Civil war in an attempt to get rid of them if I'm not mistaken.

A foreigner like Cyril gets told that it's okay for him not to follow the Seiros faith, Rhea helps Dimitri in reforming Fodlan and the gross ending where Rhea marries Byleth proves that shes not against criticism nor getting rid of crests, heroes relics and the nobility.

Cyril is also a child who is working when he should be learning about reading and math.

Rhea is not in a position of power when Dimitri is in control of Fodlan.

Silver Snow ending theme is Rhea seeing the error of her way and trying to do better to fix the mistake of the past. Otherwise, she is hellbent on keeping her place at the top of her ivory tower.

Irrelevant to Edelgard's racist double standards and your false claim that people aren't able to criticise crests and the current system.

I really fail to see how Edelgard is racist when wanting to release Brigid from vassalage in the most peaceful manner.

Also how is my claim is false? You never explained that.

Thanks for clarifying that. That totally gives her the right to play god and endanger her citizens to demonic beasts/s

Rhea also burns an entire City down and Dimitri like to stab a lot when he is in boar mode. I fail to see your point.

If the author's of Houses wanted to portray the Almyran invaders as rapists ( which would've been extremely racist ) then they would've done it the same way they did with the other characters i mentioned.

Hm. Fair point. I stand corrected.

Besides Leicester is working together with their enemies so I don't know what you're on about.

I don't either. I was just copying your tactic of sounding very vague so that I can in turn insult the person you are talking with.

I hearby declare that you are a Meatbag, and are very much alive.

I'm really bad with insult, can you tell?

With abysmal critical thinking skills like that it's no wonder you believe Edelgard is right.

At least not like you, that's for sure.

Edelgard claims that heroes relics and crests were creations of mankind that Rhea stole and that she deliberately split off the empire for her own goals.

Can I have a source for that? I don't seem to recall this part of the game.

The Agarthans are known for deliberately creating tragedies to create political instability and conflict

Heroes relics and crests stones are made out of Nabateans

Heroes relics, crests stones and the blood of nabateans turn people into demonic beasts

The Agarthans kidnapped Flayn to use her blood to create demonic beasts

Edelgard wanted to steal the crests stones for the same purpose

And she has gotten a heroes relic that was never recorded in anything.

Anyone in her position could've put 2 and 2 together that her initial view on history is and that the Agarthans are responsible for it.

Well I sure wouldn't have put the 2 ans 2 together, because then I would live a society that has their history distorted by the Pope who can put you out if you ask too many questions. Beside, my only source of information would be a racist old men who want an entire continent dead.

Yes …. that's my point. Edelgard is the one making the moronic statement that a leader being alive results into constant revolts by making that claim after she killed Claude in cf and told Byleth to kill her to end the constant fighting. I couldn't be more clearer if i tried.

Okay so now you are mixing two routes. In all the route except Crimson Flower, Edelgard ask, or tries to be killed because she know she would never back down

No, the opposite is true. Regardless of the results the war would've proven the value of crests and heroes relics, not how it's irrelevant.

And yet people managed to put reform on the system in place, probably because the war made it so that nobody with power was willing to push back on those measure and/or because they were dead.

Byleth has the sword of the creator, divine pulse, is the reincarnation of Sothis and is the deciding factor about which route wins the war.

Correct.

The Adrestian Empire is led by a dual crested emperor wielding a hero's relic, is backed up by the Agarthans and demonic beasts and turned herself into a monster just to have a major advantage against her enemies.

Nobody, or at least most people aren't aware of her dual crest, nor are they aware of the Slitherers existence.

Leicester and Faerghus has many nobles with crests and heroes relics, the latter which is highly devoted to the central church

Infact should Faerghus or the Central church win the war it would've glorified the seiros faith and crests even more. Not to mention a big reason crests are so important is cause its used to defend Fodlan, hence why it's so important for house Gautier to have a crest

That really depends on how those who have power seek to spin the story. As you have mentioned, the Church/Faerghus after the war could have very well gone all in with the Crest system, but they didn't, probably because it was never meant to work past a certain time/wasn't working anymore. For it to work, it would have required a big amount of Major Crest to justify its presence, which isn't the case when we get into the game.

As I have said previously, if nothing else, Edelgard war allows for those in power to pluck out those who would push back politically/legitimize their rule, which make reforms easier to put out.

They would've stayed in Fodlan if the victors actually valued the current system but they don't.

I don't understand where you are coming from. Can you explain?

Not to mention Hanneman was allowed to study crests to it's fullest and creates tools that allows commoners to be on equal footing with nobles with crests.

Yeah because Edelgard war allow to however is winning it to legitimatize their rule/pluck out those who would push back politically. After the war, this mean that there is a greater freedom of research because nobody is willing to 1) punish one the greatest researcher of that generation and 2) try to get in the way of reform, because they don't have much ground to stand on.

Still does not require a war nor prove how short sighted and ignorant Edelgard is for not being aware of all the problems the peasants face.

The Church would have sought to execute Edelgard for her heresy and/or would have sent assassins at her door step.

Also I don't get your second point? Yes Edelgard isn't aware of all the peasant problems. She is a noble. That's why Dorothea (And in Hopes, Shez) is so important to her rule and character, because she learns to address those problems.

Really? You forget things like poverty, lack of resources, unhealthy environment, no proper upbringing for the oppressed? How are you gonna run an entire continent for the oppressed peasants and not be aware of 1 of their problems?

By having people that are aware of this problem help you draft laws and measure to help the peasant. That's why Ferdinand, Dorothea and Shez in Hopes are important to Edelgard character/rule.

Didn't need the death of Edelgard to do so. Cooperation was on the table.

Yes it did. The Central Church would have pushed back those measure, Faerghus would have done the same to not have their existence revoked and Leicester... I don't actually know what the Alliance would have done. Bit of a wild card here.

Also I don't know where you got your quote from but I didn't write that. The fact that you reduce part of my post to mere sentence really cut some of the nuance I have put up in it.

I prove that Dimitri and Rhea work hard to reform Fodlan despite Edelgard's false accusations and you want to redirect that with irrelevant nonsense.

I don't see how you proved anything and I don't see how it is "irrelevant nonsense".

Fine, since you want to play that dense Edelgard hired the Jeritza long before Dimitri hired Miklan, hired Metodey to kill the students and her most trusted retainer is Hubert. So by the idiotic logic you're peddling this proves that Edelgard is wrong.

Yeah, apparently, killing people is bad. I don't know about you, but I heard it is bad, even illegal in some place.

No seriously you want to argue that Anankos is right cause Corrin has Peri in their army? Is Grima right cause Chrom allowed Gangrel and Walhart to serve in his army?

I don't see how the other game affect the setting of Fodlan, especially when they are more inline with the series trope than the political aspect of it all.

Give me a break.

...You know you can just walk away from this discussion and never speak to me again? Or even better, just block me. Solve the problem entirely, doesn't it?

Literally what does this have to do with anything?

As seen in Houses and proved in Hopes through the action of Byleth if the player choose to kill Jeralt, both Shez and Byleth works as Joker Card on the lords who hold them. Their presence allows for the war to progress in one direction or the other depending on their choice of faction. They quite literally allow the war not to stagnate.

And Edelgard is hellbent on killing Dimitri for defending his kingdom and wants to conquer Leicester despite having nothing to do with the central church

I think that in all the route in Houses, Dimitri has more interest in killing Edelgard that Edelgard does for him.

And her conquering Leicester would allow her to not get stabbed in the back the moment she doesn't look her way, or avoid a future war with them when she passes away and her successor takes power.

The church also being guilty does not absolve Edelgard of her similair crimes of dragging Brigid in her war nor oppressing Brigid. I condemn both Edelgard and Rhea.

Thing is you see, is that it is Petra action that lead to Brigid taking action in the war. Yes, she was spurned by the action of the Church/Imperial Army, but she is the one that went to her grandfather (Who is still the King in Houses) and convinced him of taking part in the war.

It's a miracle you're smart enough to use technology cause you couldn't miss me condemning Rhea if you tried.

Can we stop with the insult? It's kinda mean :(

The gross ending where she marries Byleth has her return to power and cooperate with the nobles enacting the changes.

Except that it is Byleth who holds the rein. Yes Rhea can use that to still maintain power, but if her S-Support is anything to go by, then it is likely not the case.

None of this proves that Edelgard is right and her war was justified.

...I thought Feudalism was bad? Are we not agreeing on that fact? You think we should bring back Monarchy and Divine Right? Because I don't know about you, but I think this is a terrible idea, for many reason.

Your response is horrible and you should feel horrible. You have achieved nothing but lowering my already low respect for Edelgard fans.

But I did nothing? You're the one who is insulting me and "my people" intelligence for no reason?

You're dismissed. We're done here.

If you want it to be over, the Block Button is right there. Use it. Have fun with it. It won't make you a worse person.

It's hilarious how Rhea and Edelgard fans go at eachothers throats arguing which character is the actual villain when the reality is they're both 1 cheek of the same ass.

They both hide truths and spread lies for their benefit ( with Rhea I'm specifically talking about her lying about Nemesis and the 10 Elites, not her rightfully hiding the truth about Nabateans )

Their both complicit in the crimes of their collaborators.

Refuse to use their power to right the wrongs of their territory

Extremely racist by supporting the oppression of other nations

Use defensless civilians as meatshields

And all in all they're both self righteous villains who are responsible for Fodlan's suffering.

While Rhea is responsible for halting advancement ( which is understandable but not okay ) and keeping crests and heroes relics in society Edelgard is responsible for the deaths of thousands by waging a war that wasn't needed since diplomacy was on the table.

[khaopybara]

❝Let's go talk somewhere else.❞

FIRST KANAPHAN as KANT PATTANAWAT and KHAOTUNG THANAWAT as BISON episode 4 of THE HEART KILLERS

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Smell Check [Easy: Failure]

MDZS Disco Elysium AU part 1 (part 2 - part 3)

[twinstxrs]

there’s something so personal about the scene in fantasy high s1e7 where gorgug calls himself stupid & fabian, who up to that point had basically entirely been acting like the bad kids (especially gorgug) were beneath him & had also been the one calling ragh stupid two lines ago, instantly says “okay, do not put yourself down like that. don’t you dare do that to yourself.” like it was obvious he liked the bad kids at that point but the instinct to protect his friends manifesting as an immediate strong refusal of gorgug’s self-deprecating talk kills me. that boy loves his friends so bad oh my god i feel sick.