#faith without works is dead bruh

[katieskauldron]

I did a bit of spellwork to gain clarity on a situation that has just come to pass. The outcome? Truth, in all its glory.

**I do not currently offer my energywork as a service, but I am building a class on the complimentary effects of manifestation and witchcraft! **

Whatever you believe in, divinity in all its glorious forms comes from Source. It is to be respected and revered.

[meganwasbored]

The Dragon Prince Thoughts Season 2 Episodes 5 and 6

(I thought I posted this a week ago but apparently I accidentally saved it in my drafts instead but better late than never)

I finally have the time to watch more I swear this was the most stressful week of my life

Episode 5

-“Breaking The Seal” L E T T E R ?

-I think I’ve been patient enough just open the dang letter before I lose my mind

-“I’ve done terrible things” shoot I forgot he said that is he talking about killing the dragon king or something related to that

-slightly confused about how these kingdoms work, are there multiple kingdoms within Katolis, or are these kings and queens from outside of Katolis

-“it seems I am a crown without an adult, and you are an adult without a crown” !!!!!!!!!

-BOOM GET HUMBLED

-ofc Viren had to make this all dramatic, literally just showing off at this point

-a NEW threat?? Haven’t y’all been at war for idek how many years?? How is any of this new??

-“there are reports of shadows in the clouds, dragons” MORE DRAGONS

-I take it back this room is boring, bring back the special effects

-I can’t tell if the others are scared of the elves or scared of whatever Viren just did

-I was confused why Ezran seems so chill about his father dying but then I remembered that he doesn’t even know, man this is gonna hurt

-“I won’t send my armies to face unknown danger over a two minute speech. I may be a child but apparently I’m the least impulsive of us all. Besides, I hardly call ‘we’ll do what everyone else says’ a decision.” GIRL

-I may as well quote absolutely everything Queen Aanya says because she’s my new hero

-“Sweet words can be more dangerous than hidden daggers”

-don’t mind me just crying over this flashback scene oh my gosh

-“I know you will stand by me through anything” Whoops actually he just stood there as you were murdered and is now trying to kill both your sons

-bruh even baby Ezran is a menace when it comes to jelly tarts

-“why do I deserve this? What did I do except being born with everything?” Harrow buddy you deserve the world

-Viren is a master manipulator and while it makes me wanna hurt him you gotta admit he knows how to get what he wants

-NO POOR BAIT JUST WANTS TO BE LOVED

-dude it looks like Viren actually cared about Harrow a lot what the heck happened to him

-Sarai is literally so awesome why do all the best characters die, this better not become a trend

-Obviously the titan isn’t actually dead idc how dead they think he looks they just went “oh he’s not moving so I’m gonna hammer a stake through him, what can go wrong?”

-Callum and Bait being besties is something I didn’t know I needed

-THE SEAL IS BROKEN I REPEAT THE SEAL IS BROKEN

-fire titan dude is pretty ugly like uglier than I thought he would be

-Venus fly trap looking head

Episode 6

-LETTER TIMEEEEEE

-why did they put this at the beginning I shouldn’t be crying this early in the episode

-they took the dragon egg MONTHS ago??? Did they say this before cause I thought it was like years ago, I’m so confused with this timeline

-IT JUST CUTS OFF???

-YALL BETTER NOT BE MAKING ME WAIT AGAIN TO HEAR TO REST OF THAT LETTER I SWEAR

-oh my gosh I’m freaking stupid this story is how his mom dies isn’t it

-“the injured must be left behind” right when past-Viren earns my respect again he says stupid stuff like that

-“you wouldn’t do this if it wasn’t your wife’s sister” well I don’t see a ring on your finger so how would you know

-“I ask you and your brother to reject history as a narrative of strength, and instead have faith that it can be a narrative of love”

-all these flashback scenes are so cute I just know I’m gonna rewatch the heck outta this episode

-“Rayla, that’s a funny name” it’s literally the most normal name out of every character we’ve met

-The boat guy (I forgot his name so I’m just gonna call him Boat Guy) encouraging Rayla to literally kill people is hilarious

-“I’ve never actually killed anyone”

“Maybe someday! Never give up on your

dreams!”

-“with the heavy heart of the titan, and the additional burden of carrying the wounded” I actually wanna punch him through the screen just the way he said that makes me so mad, like he’s bitter about Harrow not wanting to leave most of their soldiers there to die

-Zym steals my heart all over again every second he’s on screen

-“you can’t control where the river goes, there’s one thing you can know and control, yourself”

-“I want to talk to you about life and growing up and how sometimes there are changes you don’t expect” WAIT IS THAT THE THING CALUM SAID TO EZRAN I THINK THATS THE THING CALLIM SAID TO EZRAN

-“free yourself from the past, learn from it, understand it, then let it go” y’all don’t understand how much I needed to hear this rn

-I KNOW YOURE NOT TELLING THIS POOR GRIL WHAT HER MOTHERS WOULD HAVE WANTED TO GET HER VOTE YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT WHAT HER MOTHERS WOULD HAVE WANTED

-Viren throwing a baby tantrum the second someone tells him no is hilarious, the child in the room is more mature than he will ever be

-that fact that Harrow gave Callum the cube of all things makes it seem like he knew that Callum was gonna be a mage

-“extra-super-secret-bonus-secret” I love him so much we lost him way too soon

-DRAGON DRAGON DRAGON

[lizzy-williams]

𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐏𝐭. 𝟐

🐺Warnings: Mentions of smut, mature themes, alpha/omega dynamic

🐺Masterlist

🐺Summary: It’s been a few months since the coffee shop events, and you and Tom are going steady. When you decide to go out to dinner as celebration for a work promotion, the waiter begins to flirt with you. When you two get home, he shows you who you truly belong to. Not to mention... it’s a full moon.

🐺Theme: (dream), Salvia Palth

🐺 A/N: Bruh one of the pics got cut off-

Thomas Stanley Holland was angry. No, he was livid. 

Tonight was supposed to be a proper date with his mate, a calming way to spend an evening, not getting worried about anything and everything else. By now, his bite mark had been healed, a delicate scar decorating her neck. 

That, coupled with her black evening dress, made her look so stunning, it made Tom’s chest swell with pride. That was his. She was his. 

But now, he was just pissed off, trying his hardest not to let his glowing gold eyes catch anyone’s attention. But there was only one person who noticed it, and thankfully it was the only person that understood. 

[y/n] was an understanding girl, especially when it came to territorial instincts that came with having a claimed mate. So when the waiter that was serving your table was getting a little too comfortable in your presence, you knew Tom would be agitated. 

She did your best to distance yourself from the flirty staff member, but it was hard when he was going to be serving you the rest of the night, and they hadn’t even ordered their entries yet. 

All Tom wanted to do was take her right on that table, showing that snobby waiter and the rest of the fucking restaurant who [y/n] truly belonged to. He wanted to rail into her as she let out the most perfect noises as he sucked hickeys on her neck, and made her cum so hard she cried, showing true dominance and-

“Tom,” [y/n] moved her chair closer to him at the table, putting a hand on his shoulder. 

His eyes snapped up, but softened as he looked at her reassuring smile and comforting expression as she leaned over and placed her head on his shoulder. 

“You know I’m yours,” she whispered in a tone only he could hear. 

Tom could already feel the tension roll off of his shoulders, knowing that even if there was an overly cocky waiter, [y/n] was faithful. He trusted her, their strong bond was not going to be broken by some douche with a bow-tie. 

“I’m sorry, tonight’s about you,” Tom looked over at her, gently kissing her nose, “We’re here to celebrate your promotion, darling,”

[y/n] gave a grateful smile, muttering a small ‘thank you’ before focusing on your expensive cocktail and appetizers. 

At first, everything was fine, and it was comfortable, [y/n] and Tom getting into conversation, talking about what was going on in their jobs, or how the rest of the Holland family was doing. 

But when the waiter came back, Tom tensed up slightly. 

“You ready to order?” he asked, whipping out his notepad and waiting for at least one of them to speak.

Tom was the first to order, hesitantly adding a tense ‘please’ at the end of his request. After all, he knew that [y/n] valued manners. He did it all for her. 

“And for you, beautiful?”

That motherfucker.

[y/n] cleared her throat, “Ma’am will be just fine with me thanks,” her voice was clipped in annoyance, not daring to look over at Tom, knowing that all the comfort she just gave him meant close to nothing now, Tom surely back to square one, like a child’s building blocks knocked down after building them up to satisfactory. 

After she gave her order, the waiter walked away, muttering ‘prude’ as he made his exit. 

The time to get their food was silent, partly because she didn’t want to disturb him, simply putting her arm around his waist, her free hand holding his as he held it back. 

Thankfully, a different waiter came to deliver their meals, which released tension that was being held within Tom like a caged animal. Almost literally. 

Finally, after he seemed to calm down a little, [y/n] tried to resume conversation and banter, and Tom reluctantly went along with it, soon restoring his hope of a pleasant night with his mate. 

Tom was grateful for her, really. She would do anything for him, and he knew it, and all that time she was looking out for him, comforting when he needed comforting. And he couldn’t help but silently gush as she went on about a subject that she was truly passionate about. 

And soon enough, the food was finally finished, the platers almost literally licked clean, everything cleared, and the couple knew that the dishwasher hidden in the back of the kitchen would be secretly grateful, their work getting cut down by half. 

Shit. He was back. 

And back he was, the flirty waiter returning with the check. Tom desperately tried to stay calm, tired of feeling like he wanted to rip the young man’s throat out. 

But what he was about to say pushed him passed the point of redemption. 

“I wrote my number on the check, darling,” he started, “you know, once you get tired of dealing with this man-child,”

Oh that was fuckin’ it. 

Tom didn’t care anymore, blinded by anger, he looked at the waiter with his vicious glowing yellow eyes, his jaw clenched. That coupled with his clenched fist made him look absolutely terrifying.

But before the waiter could flee in terror, Tom grabbed [y/n]’s jaw tightly before jerking her forward as she let out a whimper, forcing her mouth open. To assert dominance, he spit directly in her mouth before turning back to the bastard that really pushed him over the edge. 

He turned around, walking to the back of the restaurant, and if he had a tail, it would most certainly been between his legs. Tom couldn’t care less about the rest of the people around then, gawking at the two, shocked by the display of such a lewd act in the middle of a high-end Italian joint. 

Tom dug into his wallet, tossing two Benjamins on the table before grabbing her hand, guiding her out to the car, opening the door for her. Even if he was blinded by rage, he always found a way to still be a gentleman. 

The car ride home was dead silent, the sexual tension polluting the car, so thick it seemed as if one could cut it like butter. It took Tom everything not to swerve the the car to the side of the road, taking her right in the back seat, the smell of her arousal making him painfully hard. 

Oh, he was going to wreck her. 

As soon as they got back to the flat complex, he picked her up, carrying her to the elevator, not feeling like dragging her along like a wagon. Besides, he knew if he held her hand, he would probably break it. 

His keys violently jingled in his hand as he unlocked the door to his abode, and as soon as he heard a click, he waisted no time, going to his bedroom at almost an inhuman speed, throwing her on the bed, making her giggle, Tom letting out a growl in response, stripping so quickly he almost ripped his shirt. 

It thrilled [y/n] to think about all the ways he could ravage her, taking her anyway he pleased, knowing there was nothing in this world that could stop him from making her feel nothing but ecstasy. 

“You have no idea how much I wanted to take you right there on that table, love,” he started, undressing her with vigor, his body language wreaking of impatience, “You would like that, wouldn’t you? To have everyone watch as I took you on top of your pasta that cost me a shit-ton of money, huh?”

He teared her underwear off of her, unclasping the omega’s bra as she let out a whimper. Normally, she would have cared that her favorite pair of panties were now nothing but a scrap of cloth on the floor. But at the moment, she couldn’t care less, lust glaring her senses.

He paused, taking in the form of his mate’s nude body. No matter how many times he saw her like this, it was always like seeing her for the first time. God, she was fucking perfect. He didn’t hesitate to wrap his hand around his cock, giving a few jerks before returning to an unholy position on top of her. 

“Spitting in your mouth was the closest thing to heaven, darling,” he hovered over her, sucking and biting at all her sweet spots on her throat, growling and muttering dark and sinful nothings in her ear. 

“I’m not going to lie to you, bunny, I’m not really in the mood for much foreplay,” he admitted, “I can’t wait to watch my seed drip out of you,”

Before [y/n] could even respond, he had already lined himself up, sliding in, millimeter my millimeter, making sure she felt every vein and ridge of his aching cock that was caused by her and her alone. She made him like this, so it was only fair. 

As soon as he bottomed out, he stayed there, peppering soft kisses across her face, a stark contrast to his mood only seconds before, basically cockwarming as he waited patiently for her to adjust. No matter how many times he was inside her, it always felt as if he was tearing her in half like an axe does wood. 

Soon her small, nimble fingers made their way to his chestnut hair, tugging slightly as her fingernails lightly and gently grazed his scalp, signaling that she was ready for what was to come. 

Tom slowly pulled out, only to slide right back in, hanging onto every whimper and whine she made, noises that he was ready to hear for the rest of his life. It was a strong bond that they had, and even though he was getting ready to plow into her, he couldn’t help but place a soft kiss and muttering a soft ‘are you okay?’

To this, she gave a nod, “Please Tom, ruin me... show me who I belong to,” 

She most certainly didn’t need to repeat herself, Tom’s eyes returning to a dark lustful gold as he began to go harder without warning, which was exactly what his mate wanted. 

“This what you wanted?” he grunted, his pace progressing into swift and quick thrusts, “For your alpha to wreck you? Fuck you until you cried?”

“Y-Yes! Please Tommy, I-” she stuttered between moans, his pace never faltering. 

Suddenly, he yanked her to the edge of the bed, placing her legs over his shoulder as he stood, still inside her, soon resuming his pace, both of the pleasure they were feeling ten times more intense. 

Then, Tom made the mistake of looking down. He could see her stomach bulge with the outline of his cock, almost reaching her fucking guts. He almost came right then and there. 

“Can you feel me, darling? So fucking deep, you like that don’t you? When I rearrange your guts?” 

His words made [y/n] let out a loud whine, just thinking about the fact that he was buried inside her, she could feel him everywhere. It was just him. 

Him. Him. Him. 

Her coil tightened as she reached down, rubbing soft circles around her clit before Tom snatched her hand away, growling. 

“No touching what’s mine.” he slammed into her harder, “This cunt? It’s fucking mine, understand?”

“Y--Yes, Tom,” she muttered out, just barely loud enough for him to hear. 

“Who’s cunt is this?”

“Yours, T-Tommy,”

“Sorry, darling, couldn’t quite understand you,” he taunted, driving in at an inhuman pace, his supernatural abilities making his stamina and strength almost limitless, “Who’s cunt is this?”

“Yours Tommy!!” she cried out, not stuttering once as the coil in her core was tighter than ever, “Please, please Tommy, touch your cunt! Please, I’m so close!”

“Tell me I’m yours. Tell me I’m the only one,” he desperately pleaded, the need for validation the only thing that was holding him back from his release.

“Tommy, y-your mine, you’re the only one --oh god yes, you’re the only one”

And that was enough to get his fingers to rub on the small of her clit, making her cry out, the pleasure unmeasurable as she felt every part of him. 

“D-Don’t stop!” 

“Wouldn’t dream of it,”

Finally, the coil inside her snapped like a whip, making her release the most pornographic moan she had ever let out, the neighbors most definitely wishing the complex had thicker walls. 

Feeling her tighten so harshly was what tipped Tom over, her mound squeezing him tightly, his seed spilling inside of her, the warm liquid coating her walls like paint as they road out each other’s highs, the both of them feeling as if they were floating. 

When Tom felt as if he could move again, he pulled out, stepping back to admire his masterpiece, watching as his seed spilled out of his perfect girl’s core like a waterfall, dripping onto the sheets, making him groan. It was almost enough to make him harden again.

He then helped [y/n] move vertically on the bed, plopping down right beside her as he did his best to catch his breath, the both of them basking in their love for each other. It was a beautiful, really.

“I want you to move in with me,” he finally said between pants, [y/n] stopping dead, looking over at her alpha. 

“Wh-what?” she stuttered, her cloudy post-orgasmic haze making her question whether or not she heard him right. She turned her body slowly, facing him as he continued. 

“I want you to live here. With me. I wanna be able to be with you, protect you. I love you so much, and I can’t think of anyone else I would want to live with. Besides, I wouldn’t mind this becoming a part of a nightly routine,” he wiggled his eyebrows playfully. 

“Yes. I would love to,” [y/n] finally replied after a dramatic pause. 

Tom smiled and pulled her in close, the two of them fitting together like puzzle pieces. He held her tightly, his hands rubbing up and down her back. 

“Mine,” he muttered into the crown of her head, breathing in her scent. 

“Yours.”

[prettytoxicrevolver]

Vacation | Colson Baker

Warnings? Drunk Colson? Swearing? 

Requested? Nah I was bored on vacation 

Summary: You and Colson head to the east coast for vacation together. While there, he ends up confessing his feelings in a embarrassing way for the two of you. 

Word Count: 2,126

“Are you ready to go to Portland!!!” Colson yells running into your room and collapsing onto your bed. You laugh as he rolls over and his long hair falls into his face which he tries to push out of the way by blowing air up. 

“Yes sir!” You cheer and Colson laughs as you sit up and nod in affirmation at him. He takes a second to look around your room and sees your empty suitcase. 

“Bruh,” he whines and you start to giggle. 

“Okay okay I still need to pack but I’ll be ready by morning!” you insist and Colson rolls his eyes. 

“Come on!” he says standing up and dragging you up with him. 

You and Colson were headed to Portland Maine for a getaway from the fast city life. You had suggested the idea of a getaway for a while now and then eventually planned it all, down to the destination, hotels, and practically the minute you’d be leaving LA. So, for Colson to see you slacking on your packing the night before the trip was funny to you. 

“Okay,” he says standing in front of your closet. 

You and Colson have been friends for years now. You met at his concert a few years back, somehow sneaking your way backstage with a friend who was a huge fan of him. She had started kinda freaking out upon seeing his friends around back and got herself kicked out but you ran straight into Colson. 

You somehow managed to play the whole thing off, not coming off as a crazy fan and Colson and you ended up talking until security realized you weren’t supposed to be there. Thankfully, Colson vouched for you being there and you got to talk longer until you did have to leave and exchanged numbers to hopefully hang out again. 

You ended up getting closer over the years and now you’ve even decided to vacation together and hideaway from paparazzi for a while and of course have fun and make some memories. 

You grew up on the east coast and for years your father talked about visiting Maine but between other destinations, school, and work, your family never got around to it. You always loved the idea of the Atlantic ocean, going whale watching, eating lobster, relaxing on the beach, the whole nine yards. 

So, when you had suggested the idea of a vacation and Colson agreed, you started thinking of a list of places to go. After picking Portland, everything else was a breeze. 

“Okay, you’ll need a dress for a night out,” Colson says grabbing your favorite black dress and throwing it on your bed. 

“Jeans for running around,” he continues grabbing a few pairs of jeans along with shorts. 

He continues grabbing shirts, your usual pajamas which were just a merch shirt and shorts, and any other necessities he thought you probably needed. Kells turns back to your bed, counts the clothes making sure he grabbed enough and turns to you. 

“See why would I pack if you could just do it for me?” you ask and Col rolls his eyes and shoves you slightly. 

“Finish packing! I’ll see you in the morning!” 

When Colson shuts your door, you realize you’re grinning at his retreating form and try to stop out of habit. You turn back to your clothes and suitcase and start packing just as he told you to. 

The next morning, you wake up to the sun just barely hitting the horizon. You groan as you sit up, and check the time to see it’s five am. You get up, slowly getting dressed, and gather the little things around your room to stuff into your purse before checking on Colson. 

You walk to his room, leaving your suitcase outside and stepping in. You notice all of his lights are off and he’s still dead asleep causing you to sigh in annoyance. You flip on the light and watch as he flinches. 

“Col,” you call quietly and the older boy moves a little but just turns away from you. 

“Colson!” you call out and he groans and cracks an eye open at you. “Get up,” you say sitting on his bed and shaking his shoulder. 

“I thought you said we’re leaving at 8?” he groans. 

“Yeah, 8 east coast time.” 

He groans and you giggle lightly before grabbing his arm and pulling him up. He falls out of bed and you tell him you’ll be downstairs waiting and will come to get him in the next five minutes if he’s not down here. Thankfully, the rapper makes it downstairs with a minute or so to spare and you’re both off to Portland. 

By the time you’ve landed, the jet lag is starting to get to both you and Colson and you decide to head straight for your hotel before figuring out what to do for dinner or the rest of the day. 

“So, you will be in room 411 and you’re in room 506,” the concierge says handing you and kells your room keys. 

“Wait we’re not on the same floor?” you ask confused. 

“No ma’am. I’m sorry we couldn’t get you on the same floor.” 

“It’s all good we can always just share rooms at some point,” Colson suggests and you nod. 

You both head to your rooms and get settled. You drop your suitcase on your bed before wandering around the room to your window to see the view. You gasp when you swing open the curtains, a perfect view of the bay displayed in front of you. 

Just as you turn away from it, you get a text from Colson. You open it and see him telling you to put on the dress he packed for you and to wait for him to come to your room. You roll your eyes but throw your phone down and get ready regardless. 

Just as you’re running a brush through your hair and trying to pin it up, there’s a knock on your hotel door. You rush over, opening it to Colson in a black blazer, a white button-down half unbuttoned to show the tattoos you love, and black dress pants. 

“Holy shit,” he breathes out and you realize he’s staring directly at you and the dress you had put on. A blush covers your cheek and floods down your neck as you smile wide at the boy standing in front of you. 

“You gonna pick up your jaw and come inside or what?” you ask holding the door open and now it’s his turn to blush. 

Colson steps inside and you walk back over to the mirror to finish putting your hair up. When it sits in a nice half up half down style, you turn around to face your best friend. 

“Ready to go?” 

The two of you decide to walk to the restaurant Colson picked, an outdoor seated restaurant in the heart of Portland. As you walk the two of you admire the city around you, the views, the buildings, the people, everything. 

“I think I’m gonna move here,” you say when you’re about halfway there. 

“And leave me?” he asks and you smile. 

“In a heartbeat.” 

He fakes pain at this, clutching his heart dramatically and you laugh loudly as he straightens again.

When you get to the restaurant, the place is beautifully decorated with fairy lights and the table is facing the bay. Colson pulls your chair out for you as you sit and your heart is practically bursting with half butterflies and half happiness. 

“The album release is soon,” you start after you both order dinner. “Are you excited? Sad? Relieved?” 

“All of the above?” he answers taking a sip of his drink. “This album is kind of like my baby. I’m nervous for fans to hear it but I love it so much that I don’t care if no one likes it. I love it.” 

“I’ll always love it,” you say, placing your hand over his and he smiles widely at you. 

The rest of the dinner is like a fairytale, you and Colson talking about life, the rest of the vacation, and the food of course is amazing. As you walk back to the room, you take your time wanting to enjoy this time. 

“It really is gorgeous,” you say looking at the bay. 

“It is,” Colson agrees but you can’t see that he’s not looking at the bay.

You turn and look at him, offering a smile regardless and continue walking. He takes this opportunity and slips his hand into yours, slotting his long fingers in between yours and it’s like lightning touching your fingertips. 

You reach your hotel and Colson offers to walk you to your room. You get to the room and turn towards him, falling silent. You look up at the taller man and decide to take a leap of faith. You lift a hand to his cheek and stand on your tiptoes, your lips just barely brushing his but it still feels like electricity has touched every inch of you. 

“Wait,” he whispers and you step back letting your hand fall. “I can’t… we can’t… I-“ 

He stutters out and you nod understanding what he’s trying to say without saying it. Without another word, you slip into your hotel and leave Colson standing there. 

What you didn’t know was that Colson wanted you. He’s liked you for ages but he can’t articulate the fact that he doesn’t want to hurt you. He thinks you deserve better and not someone like him. 

The next few hours are spent wandering around your hotel room, praying that you didn’t fuck up your friendship with Colson. Even if you never dated the older boy you always wanted him in your life. He was one of the closest friends you’ve had and so wise when you needed it most. 

Colson spent the next few hours drinking a bit more than he should have. He was mad he didn’t just take the leap with you. He should have just told you he liked you but was nervous. It was you for crying out loud. You understood him like no one else so why was that so damn hard?

So, after one too many, he ends up on your hotel floor hoping to tell you everything he couldn’t a few hours ago. However, the only thing in his way was that in his drunken state, he couldn’t quite remember your room number. 

After what felt like hours of stressing, you decided to flip through the tv channels and get your mind off the situation with Colson. However, just as you’re in the middle of switching channels, you hear a yelling coming from outside. 

You decide to get up and check to see who it is, hurrying over to your hotel room door and swinging it open. You look to your left and see others with their heads sticking out of their hotel room door trying to figure out what’s going on. 

Then you hear what the person is yelling. Your head snaps to the right just as Colson yells your name one more time, the six-foot-four giant drunkenly taking steps down the hallway. 

“Shit!” you curse. You grab your hotel key before running over to Colson and grabbing his arm. 

“Colson!” you snap and the boy turns in the direction of his name. When he sees you, a smile is plastered on his lips and he leans down to hug you. 

“(y/n)!! I love you,” he sings dragging out the you. 

“Okay, come on,” you say slipping his arm around your shoulder and attempting to pull him down the hallway. 

“No! (y/n) I love you! you’re mine okay?” 

“Okay, darling okay,” you nod and take his hand and the older boy lets you, causing you to let out a sigh of relief. 

Your cheeks burn bright red and you apologize to everyone as you drag Colson over to your hotel room. You pull him into your room and when you get inside you turn towards your best friend.

“Colson what the fuck are you doing?” you ask. 

“Professing my love what the fuck does it look like?” he responds and you roll your eyes. 

You start to walk away from him but he catches you by your wrist and pulls you back to him. One hand lands on your cheek and the other around your waist as he presses his lips to yours. This time lightning is practically flying around the room as your lips mold perfectly against his. 

“I’m serious, I love you. I’m sorry I didn’t say that earlier,” he says and you smile. 

“Shut up and come here,” you say and pull him in again.

[toonstarterz]

BECAUSE I’M NOT POPULAR, I’LL READ WATAMOTE: CHAPTER #167

Hey, I’m not dead!

Yeah, sorry that took a while. Had a lot of real-life shit to work through, honestly. In any case, I finally sat my butt down to really crack down on yet another fun-tastical chapter. Tomoko’s actually doing what a lot of quasi-incel degenerates are afraid to do in high school and is taking an actual stab at self-improvement. Will karma rear its ugly head, or is the series now beyond that point?

Chapter 167: Because I’m Not Popular, I’ll Spend My Time Wisely unlike me

This is a really pretty shot and...that’s about it. Real pretty. 

Oh dear! The friendship disease has disrupted Tomoko’s gremlin-like body clock and has her waking up early like a healthy human being!

Reminds of that one Gintama episode. You know, that one with Kagura and the sick kid and you don’t care, do you?

I know Japan prides itself on its cheap, quality goods, but Tomoko is a real penny-pincher, eh? Well, she’s a Gen Zer, so I can’t complain.

Not sure if this makes me sound like a perv or whatever, but hot damn, the detail on this model is stupidly good. I mean, just look at the patterning on that bra. You can really tell when Ikko’s really getting into the art.

They’re really milking the armpit fetish, aren’t they?

Tomoko...sweetie...my girl...

You don’t even have a dick. I mean, sure, you could find it fascinating from a purely educational, not-applicable-to-you perspective. And yeah, I suppose it could be useful if you were to start a sexual relationship with a noncanonical male. But to be honest, I can’t help but take it as more signs of your gender dysphoria here. 

I mean, hey, whatever floats your boat.  

Well, they say kids learn more about practical knowledge out in the real world than in school, don’t they? 

Then again, coughgoogleitcough.

I always thought Tomoko was just having some kind of psychosomatic experience when she talks about being de-energized from a lack of sexual stimulation. 

Now I’m inches from calling that shit an actual, physiological withdrawal.

Ah, the good ol’ days. Back when future prospects felt like a lifetime away and you could spend days on end dicking around, lamenting the need to get serious, and disregarding your resolve right after because you secretly didn’t really care.

...I gotta stop projecting.

Despite Tomoko proving time and again that she can be a crass-hole with a negative outlook on life, it’s when she does childish things like laying your head on your arm when studying and cuddling her plushies that her innocent side pops up and you realize that Tomoko’s a legitimate cutie. 

Fake-smoking? Tomoko, stop! If you keep this up, you’ll turn from a deconstruction of a cute, moe girl to becoming an actual cute, moe girl.

I only just noticed that Tomoko’s wearing a “happy” shirt. Remember when she was sporting the “alone” shirt back in year one? Even her clothes get character development.

Oh, shit. Your girl Yuu-chan talking this whole cram school thing seriously even though she’s at a disadvantage. You see, this is why Yuu is literally the best. Despite being at the “top” of the school clique food chain, she has not once ever felt like “bottomfeeders” like Tomoko and Komi were below her in any way. Sure, she knows they’re weirdos, but she makes those acknowledgments without judgement, and all while putting herself on the same leveling field. She doesn’t love them ironically–she loves them sincerely, and that’s why Yuu is awesome. 

Sorry if this turned into a ramble, but Yuu only gets like, one panel of dialogue nowadays and I wanted to make the most of it. 

Tomoko be raising that “phone-call” flag like a motherfucking chad. 

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Oh, sorry. I saw Yuri with her hair down and lost track of time.

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Damn, Yuri’s pretty.

Black leggings at home? That’s exactly the kind of conservative attire Yuri would wear and only Yuri could look amazing in. Seriously, If Ikko hadn’t become a manga artist, she would have made a damn fine fashion designer.

And Tomoko be crushing that “home-visit” flag like a motherfucking chode.

I could make a pretty tasteless joke about how “haha, Yuri will never look at you like you’re trash like she does at Tomoko,” but, 

a. it’s just the angle of the smartphone like Yuri said, and

b. you’d probably prefer to get denied like that, wouldn’t you?

I can’t help but wonder if Tomoko realizes just how homoerotic she sounds. Like, does she have any inclination that her borderline-sexual harassment jokes could easily be misconstrued as flirting? Sure, she might be using the old excuse that “we’re both girls, so it’s fine right?”, but given that Tomoko at least knows about LGBTQ+, you’d think it would have at least crossed her mind.

Or maybe, on a sadder note, Tomoko doesn’t see it as flirting because she really does have zero faith in her own attractiveness...  

There is no heterosexual reason for this exchange whatsoever.

Alright, so I’m a dude, so...hell do I know. But do girls typically not wear bras when just lounging around the house? I know Tomoko is the kind to just wear tank tops if she can help it, but I always thought that was a characterization unique to her, and that other girls wear bras for the comfort and support like any other undergarment. I mean, sure, Yuri’s kind of reserved, but I wouldn’t think wearing a bra at home would be considered an oddity, yeah? I ask this out of genuine curiosity, but I’ll stop before it gets too creepy.

Side note, you can officially tell when Yuri gets pissed by her nose crinkles.

I could give a long, analytical spiel about why Yuri didn’t give Tomoko a straight answer and speculate on what she was doing, but I eventually realized the answer was actually really simple:

It didn’t fucking matter to the story.

The last time Tomoko had one of these “I know!” moments, she ended up trimming her pubes on a class trip. But surely Tomoko’s character growth wouldn’t allow something like that to happen again, would it not?  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Adorbs.

Can’t fight awkward with awkward, can you?

Tomoko, what are you playing at? You just said that video chatting was erotic and tried to get Yuri to lewd herself for you. And now you were planning to appear on-screen totally naked and you somehow don’t see any sexual implications for this at all? Finding it funny would be an elementary schooler’s mentality. If you seriously have no confidence in your sexuality, then sweetheart, you need some help. 

You ever notice that Tomoko can lie through her teeth when trying to screw with people, but when lying to be nice, it sounds so phony? I think that says a lot about the kind of person she is.

Ya’ll knew I was gonna add this panel, didn’t you?

I was never one to go crazy about blushing anime girls ‘cause to me, it always felt like it stemmed from some sadistic desire to see girls look uncomfortable. So while I can’t get behind it for reasons like that, I can admit that Yuri’s blush is fucking precious and I think that’s because I love seeing her so emotionally transparent for once. It feels rare, raw and well-earned after all this time, so yeah. A++ 

Oh, Tomoko, if only you knew that skill often has nothing to do with it. Yuri’s not embarrassed because she sucks at humming, but because you saw a side of her that she only lets out in private. Trying to reassure her is a good move, but putting the girl on blast like that is not going to end well.  

I felt like the vibration alone would’ve left a huge-ass crack on Yuri’s phone screen. This whole moment is like eleven tiers of funny because even though Tomoko is probably miles away, the impact of Yuri’s punch still jostles her. It also helps that we can visibly see Yuri’s fist come down mere millimeters from Tomoko’s mug. 

There is no escaping her wrath, Tomoko.

I feel you, girl. For me, nothing beats a good ol’ burger and fries after a hard day of studying.

Careful there, Tomoko. If there’s one thing that studying has taught me (other than I hate it), it’s that you could get serious burn out if you go all-out on the first day, especially if you’re typically not a regular studier. Always make sure to get dem breaks in. 

That sounds like the kind of line you’d see in a mainstream shounen action manga like [ ]. I don’t even have a direct reference here, so feel free to fill in the blank.

Hey, with Tomoko’s luck, I was expecting karma to hit her harder than Truck-kun in an isekai anime, so I consider this a small loss. 

Man, remember when we were young and had ambitions as high as the sky, and we all wanted to change the world by being firefighters, astronauts, idols, and presidents?

Kind of sucks that “financial stability” has become our goal in life as we enter adulthood. Perhaps that’s just the mindset creative-types like Tomoko have towards the STEM industry when it’s hard to see what makes that world so personally fulfilling. 

Oops, my opinions are starting to seep in, so let's move on.

Nooo, don’t do it, Nico Tanigawa Tomoko! Don’t sell out your passions for financial security even though it’s a totally viable career decision! How else are we going to validate the pursuit of our artistic dreams?  

How in the hell is Tomoko balancing that drink? I’m willing to let it pass for rule of cute, but I don’t care how secure that cup is. One wrong move and those practice sheets are done for. 

Jesus Christ, Nemo is on some otherworldly dimension of cute right here.

I don’t even think Tomoko is trying to one-up her or anything. This is already the most effort she’s given to study in a single instance, so I think she genuinely just wants to share this personal accomplishment.

You know, while it’s already been established that Tomoko and Nemo have different tastes in anime, that doesn’t necessarily mean they wouldn’t watch the same show, right? Just for different reasons. While Nemo would watch her cute slice-of-life series earnestly, Tomoko would probably watch them ironically MST3K-style. In any case, it’s a good way for them to find some common ground.

Bruh, Nemo must be over the fucking moon for this opportunity. Think about it: when was the last time she’s had someone to watch anime with her? After concealing her power level for so long, this could be the first time Nemo has had a fellow anime fan to geek out over a series with. And not just discussing it afterward, but actually reacting to a live episode together.  

Nemo may give Tomoko all kinds of shit, but this is actually what she wanted all along, wasn’t it?

Boy, Tomoko sure gets pretty demanding when she’s sleep-deprived, huh? I’d hate to see how loose her inhibitions get when she’s stark-raving drunk.  

Is this referencing the Quintessential Quintuplets anime? I don’t know anything about it other than that’s a kickass title.

Hey now, Tomoko, beggars can’t be choosers. Let Nemo give you the play-by-play at her own pace. She’s even acknowledging that you hate the source magazine without a hint of judgment. She’s gonna go places.

At first, I thought all this recent armpit content was just an incidental joke. Then I thought it was the mangaka slyly inserting their fetish into the series. Then I realized the series turned the joke on its head and made it a meta-reference about their very thing their readers were accusing them of. 

Well played.  

You ain’t slick with that leg service, Nino Tanigawa. Just sayin’.

Seriously though, I love the dynamic going on in this conversation. Tomoko and Nemo are approaching the discussion from different outlooks, the former looking at it from a degenerate’s perspective and the latter looking at it more optimistically. But even so, they’re not trying to “get the upper hand” like they might've done before. They’re simply having a totally organic talk about what they do and don’t like about the series, while still recognizing each other’s personal preferences. For once, it’s completely devoid of passive aggressiveness and it really shows how earnest their friendship has become.

At some point, I think Tomoko’s consumed so much near-pornographic content that pretty much all anime, manga, VNs, etc. looks like the same hentai to her.  

Every fiber of my being says that this is a reference to Komi-san Can’t Communicate, but it could just as well be the mangaka shooting themselves in the foot for a good joke. In any case, I do like how they point out shy, socially awkward girls is a rising trend that borders on romanticizing communication problems. 

Does that make Watamote a hipster manga since it did the whole “social anxiety girl” shtick before it was cool? 

I wanted to make a pretentious joke about how basic that anime sounds and how I’m so above a show that panders to the masses, but even I like junk food, so I’ll spare you the hypocritical humor.

If Ucchi caught a glimpse of this, she’d probably explode right on the spot.

I spent a good five minutes trying to decipher how Tomoko’s sleeping expression could be seen as “happy”, and I realized that it’s not that she looks happy. It’s that she doesn’t look unhappy. I’d imagine that those plagued by anxiety and stress have it evident on their face when they sleep, so the fact that Tomoko fell asleep in relative bliss must mean she’s had a pretty satisfying day. To top it all off, this is one of the few times someone–and Nemo of all people–has seen Tomoko in all her vulnerability. 

And you know what? Nothing bad happened. No punchline undermining the moment, no sarcastic quip, no embarrassment. Just genuine sweetness and it really speaks to the series’ faith in its heartwarming moments.

As a final note, I just wanted to thank everyone again for their patience. I’ve been trying to put a fresh spin on this, making it a little more comedic since its honestly getting harder to “analyze” without constantly repeating myself. It’s a lot of fun, and I hope you guys enjoy it for what it is.

[nightwving]

i was tagged by @mollyweasly​ to answer these questions, tysm!! i did most of them the other night but got distracted and am posting them now lmao

1. on a scale of 1-10, how excited are you about life right now? idk, i’ll say maybe a 7 or so? honestly i’m feeling pretty decent for the first time in a while

2. describe yourself in a hashtag? #ohfuck

3. if you could do a love scene with anyone, who would it be? that’s tough... i would never want to actually subject anyone to the horror or doing that with me, but i guess either tom holland or sebastian stan??

4. if your life was a musical, what would the marquee say? “a juxtaposed comedic disaster”

5. what’s one thing people don’t know about you? shit man i usually overshare pretty much everything, but i guess one thing would be that i got hit straight in the head by a golf ball while on a course with my parents when i was in middle school?? it came from way far out but miraculously didn’t seem to crack my skull or give me too bad of a concussion. my dad said it hit so hard that it sounded like it hit the pavement. now i have severe anxiety near golf courses and when things are flying near my head in general lmfao

6. what’s your wake up ritual? i check my phone real quick and then immediately go to pee and brush my teeth. depending on the day and whether or not i’d be late for class back when things were normal, i might shower lol. then either get dressed real quick and go to class or, these days, play video games or get on my computer

7. what’s your go to bed ritual? i’ll usually wrap up whatever i’m doing, make sure my fan is on, lock my door (when i’m at school), strip, take some melatonin, lay down, set my alarm, plug in and then get on my phone for a while until i (hopefully) get sleepy

8. what’s your favorite time of day? i love the evening around sunset or so but i also just love the night in general, especially when things get quiet in the am

9. your go to for having a good laugh? tiktok

10. dream country to visit? ummm... honestly canada 😂 or germany or something

11. what’s the biggest surprise you’ve ever had? last spring i spontaneously won an award in the department that i work for at school because my friends insisted that i get one for all the work i do on the newspaper and for my work study and stuff. they had to work some stuff around because i’m not actually a major and that’s who the awards are for, but they all agreed to give it to me at the ceremony and i was NOT expecting it whatsoever. it was one of the most amazing moments ever especially since i struggle with finding a niche and having faith in myself

12. heels or flats/sneakers? sneakers!!

13. vintage or new? i love vintage but that shit can be hard for me to find

14. who do you want to write your obituary? probably a friend idk i feel like my family would say some dumb corny shit lmao

15. style icon? i have quite a few but slash or duff mckagan from 80s GNR would be a couple ok don’t judge me. and john bender from the breakfast club

16. what are three things you cannot live without? internet, my ps4, and friends

17. what’s one ingredient you put in everything? chili or garlic powder

18. what 3 people living or dead would you want to make dinner for? i don’t even make dinner for myself lmao but if i really had the motivation, probs stan lee, carrie fisher, and my tiny son josh bassett

19. what’s your biggest fear in life? being institutionalized against my will and/or death before i’m ready/feel like i’ve done something worthwhile.

20. window or aisle seat? depends tbh

21. what’s your current tv obsession? i’m not really on a kick with it right now, but i’m slowly making my way through the clone wars in chronological order.

22. favorite app? tiktok

23. secret talent? uhh... i guess a lot of people would assume that i’m not athletic because of my weight but i’m actually naturally pretty sporty and can still be when i really feel like it

24. most adventurous thing you’ve ever done in your life? well i’ve tried to summon spirits in multiple different places, attempted to break into an asylum with my ex, done a pregnancy test with an old friend in a burger king bathroom... idk if those count as ��adventurous” but that’s about all i got as of right now in my life

25. how would you define yourself in three words? eclectic, resilient, and real

26. favorite piece of clothing you own? my denim jacket

27. a must have clothing item that everyone should have? also denim jacket lol

28. a superpower you would want? i debate this often... i think shapeshifting would be cool but also telekinesis

29. what’s inspiring you in life right now? movies and stuff i guess

30. best piece of advice you’ve received? probably that it’s okay to do things at your own pace and to not be so hard on yourself when you aren’t doing things the same way as others

31. best advice you’d give your teenage self? wear some better fuckin clothes lmao

32. a book everyone should read? bruh idk i don’t really read anymore, harry potter i guess 😂

33. what would you like to be remembered for? being honest and real but also someone that would’ve been there for you, or to have a good laugh with

34. how do you define beauty? beauty is like something that fills you with wonder and a sense of life or something

35. what do you love most about your body? uh... i have nice legs i guess 😂

36. best way to take a rest/decompress? find something that distracts you and makes you forget about all the shit. get lost in another world in movies/music/etc or just laugh with someone about anything

37. favorite place to view art? i like seeing it in the studios at school when people are still working on it

38. if your life was a song, what would the title be? “somethin’ else”

39. if you could master one instrument, what would it be? ugh i would love to be a full blow pianist but i ain’t got the patience for that. i made it through a few periods of lessons throughout my life and three classes in college but i don’t have the capacity to do more than that. but i would also love to get even better with my voice. i’ve been taking classical lessons for the past couple of years but quit recently because of the anxiety that studio recitals and master classes give me. music major shit is rough

40. if you had a tattoo, where would it be? i have one janky one behind my right ear that i got when i was 16, it’s a bird. but if i wasn’t a fatass bitch, i’d like to get more in different places on my body

41. dolphins or koalas? dolphins

42. what’s your spirit animal? it used to be a coyote according to a quiz years ago lol but it’s probably something different now

43. best gift you’ve ever received? probs my shitty first car that my dad got me last summer. but it’s a hell of a lot better than nothing

44. best gift you’ve given? shit i can’t even remember. i love doing personal little gifts for my friends. ACTUALLY i’d probably say the playlist i made for my friend last christmas because listening to music late at night was our thing

45. what’s your favorite board game? secret hitler is the BOMB

46. what’s your favorite color? yellow

47. least favorite color? probs brown

48. diamond or pearls? diamonds

49. drugstore makeup or designer? drugstore bitch, i’m broke

50. blow-dry or air-dry? air dry preferably but i’ll blow dry if i need to

51. pilates or yoga? neither lmao

52. coffee or tea? coffee unless it’s sweet tea

53. what’s the weirdest word in the english language? all of them

54. dark chocolate or milk chocolate? dark

55. stairs or elevators? elevators bih i got bad knees

56. summer or winter? winter, FUCK the sun

57. you are stuck on an island, you can pick one food to eat forever without getting tired of it, what would you eat? potatoes

58. a dessert you don’t like? a lot of things, i eat like a picky five year old. but i don’t like anything minty

59. a skill you’re working on mastering? singing. but also design-y stuff and videography

60. best thing to happen to you today? i went on a short walk with my mom earlier and there’s always a man across the street from us who sits on his porch every evening and sings with his guitar. i love it

61. worst thing to happen to you today? sitting through my zoom class lmao

62. best compliment you’ve ever received? idk, just when someone has generally called me beautiful? that makes me feel really nice

63. favorite smell? i love the smell of cookies or brownies in the oven. i’m also weird af and love strange things like basement smell and gasoline. also sharpies

64. hugs or kisses? hugs probably

65. if you made a documentary, would it be about? idk probably something about a niche community/town or some cult-y shit

66. last piece of content you consumed that made you cry? avengers: endgame

67. lipstick or lipgloss? i don’t usually wear either very much but probably lipstick

68. sweet or savory? savory

69. girl crush? ana de armas or margot robbie

70. how do you know your in love? i feel like you’d do anything for that person even if it hurt you, and you think about them all the time and want to protect/be there for them

71. a song you can listen to on repeat? i usually avoid listening to things on repeat, but if i had to choose something... idk maybe africa by toto 😂

72. if you could switch lives with someone for a day, who would it be? probs someone like elon musk or bill gates to see what it’s like to be that fucking rich and successful

73. what are you most excited for about this time in your life? just enjoying it and maybe honing some skills with all this extra time. also watching some movies on my watchlist

i’m tagging @verafarmiga, @northuldrra, @tmhnks, @spaceoddly, @breaksfastclub, and anyone else who wants to do it!! but feel free to ignore or just laugh at my answers

[andrewguyspeaks-blog]

Purpose Will Live Long After SuperHeroes Die: The Power of Purpose Beyond Black Panther!

The immortal power of purpose in action is undeniably the greatest legacy mankind or better yet, superhero can leave behind. 

Courtesy: Actor Chadwick Boseman(Jay L. Clendenin / Los Angeles Times )

Chadwick Boseman dead at 43 and many people are now wondering if there will be a BP2, #blackpanther2. My answer is an emphatic...YOU BET THERE WILL! Even if #WillSmith had to hang up his Fresh Princely  robe and assume the role of #BlackPanther, without a doubt, a BP2 will emerge. I mean...you can LOL, but they may call me or you to play BP2. You just never know. But all jokes aside... The #Creator of all things, including humanity, is far too creative to not have a future plan. The death of #chadwickboseman, a brilliant expression of creativity-in-motion is a shock to the millions who adored his work as a professional screen #actor, #speaker and performer.

Consider this scenario: The Misunderstanding Many Face.

Imagine you ordered a hot Domino's  pizza on a Friday night as you sat with you boys and or gals waiting patiently for the delivery boy to show up with one slice of your pizza missing...Are you kiddin' Me? Where's that deliver guy? I'm calling TONY! THIS IS RIDICULOUS! I WANT MY PIZZA BACK! Wow, wow...Andrew! Straighten up, Squash the beef and Pump your breaks...who is...Tony? BRUH...! Are you serious? I thought this was supposed to be a SERIOUS MESSAGE to the fans of Black Panther superhero, Chadwick Boseman, your follower and blog readers? Now, who the heck is Tony for #FCOL...For Crying Out Loud? Are you saying I'm supposed to just let this go, bro? Oh no! I ordered a full pizza and that's what I expected; not some crummy leftover pizza with a missing chunk and the delivery boy goes mute while standing at the door with his stretched out dry crusty palm, and beady eyes staring at me expecting a tip. I DON'T THINK SO! NO TIP FOR YOU! Bro, don’t you think you are overreacting here? Some would say. My response...I DON'T THINK SO!  Playing the devil’s advocate is easier said than done. The fact is, anyone would be upset if that had happened to them,  but can you blame me? I mean, who wouldn't be ticked-off, perplexed, and outraged if their expectations were cut short. 

Follow me on this, if you will. Imagine the millions of fans waiting for the sequel of movie that started an unforgettable movement, but only to be cut short of knowing #BP2 (Black Panther II) may not even be played by Chadwick Boseman. What a shock to the visual senses and the cinematic experience of reliving Boseman on the giant screen...hypothetically speaking. I'm sure you would. It's called human beings, being human because they have the ability to comprehend what it means to experience the defeat of loss. In case you missed the purpose and meaning of the message during the Columbo-TONY "Case of the missing slice..."

The metaphorical pun from the pizza animated story is that the pizza is no longer complete if part is missing. Even it’s only a slice. I get it, Andrew, you say. I...get it, bro.  Maybe you do, but you probably don't. Truth is, some will and some won't. BUT there's still a small chance that the light bulb may turn on for some, and the reality of reading between the lines may kick in speedly after knowing that this conversation goes far deeper than the smell of a hot oven or the taste of a risen crust pizza with your favourite toppings. This is not food for thought. The real message is about life, knowing you are going to die some day, living purposefully, understanding your gift, using your talent to skillfully serve others while making a difference and having a positive impact on the next generation. 

It’s about being passionately alive, savouring the meaningful moments as they come, and being able to stand out from the crowd, while fully aware of who you are in this world.

And you say...Andrew E. Guy...WOW! Eureka! OMG! Holy...God, and not the cow!

Andrew, I see it now. Your message is clearly a wake up call to everyone who don't know their purpose for living and those who think they do, but could be doing the wrong life-assignment and living for the crowd.

This is genius. So let me get this right. If I understand this correctly, you are saying #chadwickboseman represents the missing slice of the pizza and while many are hurting because the world will no longer be the same because of Chadwick Boseman's death, the missing slice and a voice in the black community is irreplaceable. 

The Black Panther star will be forever missed.

There have been many deaths this year. Consequently, none of which are coincidental. In each of these death, include that of #GeorgeFloyed, should cause us to reflect on our role in life. 

This leads me to take stock of all the blessings I currently have despite the difficulties I faced in the earlier part of 2020. This year has shock me to the core. It has been a difficult year for me so far: I lost my dad, and my mom got really sick and was hospitalized for many weeks, but by God's grace she made a full recovery. 

Some may call it Knock-on-wood, but I stand on faith believing that time heals all wounds and I'm still hopeful and optimistic of tomorrow and what's to come. We have lost a lot of significant people this year, and my heart goes out to anyone whom have suffered the loss of loved ones in 2020. 

To the Boseman family, his friends, colleagues, business associates and the millions of fans around the globe, this is not the end, but the beginning of something much greater than we've seen in decades.  

And yes, it's sad and it does hurt to see Chadwick Boseman go but even purpose is time-sensitive. And the quicker we accept that everything happens in its time, the faster will be our recovery from the shackles of old wounds and past traumatic experiences. Time is the master, but the Creator is the regulator.  A piece of earth is gone and many have said, that's too soon. But the reality is that even the sports legends and superheroes of our grown-up and childhood dreams must die and go to their perspective places of rest so that new super heroes can take their rightful place in history. Whether you like it or not, we all have to go one day. Some today, others tomorrow....but all one day!

The #goodnews is that the greater part of our legacy lives on...long after the grave.

#ChadwickBoseman will always be remembered, especially for his unforgettable speech on

"The Power of Purpose."

Boseman’s speech is a clear reminder that the most powerful attribute of mankind is the racialization of knowing our purpose in #thecircleoflife, but there's something even greater than knowing.

Any idea what's greater than having the knowledge of something? I'll tell you. It's living that purpose with such passion that others are motivated and inspired by you, but your Creator gets the glory from everything we do. I call this actively pursuing greatness instead of being chased by mediocrity.  

In closing, many have said that there are two major moments in one’s life: the day you were born and the day you die. 

After pondering these cliches and their temporary meanings, It is clear that there are 3 vitally significant areas of existing: the day when you are granted life. 

I call this the gift of life; next is the day when you take action to unwrap your life-gift, discovery your life-assignment (what you were created to do). I call this living; and finally, the greater part of your life and living is the culmination of being ALIVE.

This I call the day when you become aware of who you are, why you are different and so unique from every other creation that you can never be replicated; that one day you will die; that there's only one of you and once your physical time on earth is over, all there is are memories of what you used to be. It is at this time when the cobwebs disappear, the light bulb turns on, your eyes are opened, and your vision, mission and values become so clear that you abandon every other assignments for the purpose and function you were designed to fulfill before you die. Chadwick,  you are the missing slice of our global pizza that the world has seen and behold, and will never taste again, but will only relive the flavoursome moments you've created from your expressed creativity. Thank you for stopping by.  Rest well my brother. RIP. 

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SPIDER-MAN: INTO THE SPIDER VERSE

                                                MOVIE REVIEW

(DISCLAIMER: MY OPINION IS MY OWN AND CAN BE DEEMED INVALID TO THOSE WHO DON’T CARE FOR IT.)

June 27th, 2019 the year of our Lord (whichever one that may be) I watch a spectacular movie that I can truly say that the awards won were well deserved. Spider-Man was the first superhero I can truly say I looked up too and he’s super duper awesome my dudes. I plan on rewatching the movie again so I can complete this post.

Man, this post is gonna be extremely long but it’s totally worth it!

I FUCKING LOOOVVVEEE THIS INTRO MAAAAAAANNNNN!!

“With great powers come great responsibility” - UNCLE BEN

AHHHHH THEY DID THE SPIDER-MAN 3 DANCE DEAD

YOU’RE MY SUNFLOWER!!!!!!!

The love that his parents give is amazing.

I’m glad to see an ethnic spiderman its dope that he speaks Spanish and English.

I understand that Spider-man is a vigilante

“With accountability comes great accountability“ - JEFFERSON DAVIS

He didn’t have to do MILES like that lol

DEAD THAT CLASS WAS QUIET AF

AYYYEEE THE CITY IS BUMPIN’ TONIGHT!!!!!

LOL MILES needs to get his face off that window.

Ayyee black people really do that stuff with that chill talkin’ being all smooth and shiiii ROFL

OOFFF

AHHH SHIT IT’S GOING DOWN WITH THE GRAFFITI AND THE SPIDER

SPIDER BITE

LMFAO BOOP!

Damn his roommate just loves to study.

That is a lot of sweat tho

“I’M A MAN.“ - MILES

Haircut looks cool though if you ask me.

“EVERYONE KNOWS!” - MILES

“WOAH SHE’S TALL” - MILES

PETER droppin’ bops huh??

OOOO THAT LANDING WAS EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!

That was some freaky shit when that spider glitched though. It kinda turned into a thriller movie for a minute.

DAAAMMMNNN a normal person would be dead

“Stanton Island maybe but not Brooklyn!” - PETER

You better catch him!!!

he better not say you only get one of th…….. AAAHHHHH HE SAID IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE FUCKING SAID IT!!!!!!!!!!

PROWLER got a lot of balls flyin’ up on him like that.

WILSON FISK IS TOOOO FUCKIN’ BIG!!!!!!!

Dang, these glitches remind me of when Vanellelope has hers. (I think her name is spelled wrong but it’s whatever at this point.)

You know whenever people make promises they sometimes are hard to keep.

WTF HE’S BLONDE!!!!!!!! WOAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OH HELL NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS MOTHERFUCKER JUST KILLED… AHHHHHHH

ROFL “Yeah I think it’s a BANKSY.” - BYSTANDER

RIO is the sweetest mom ever.

PETER should not have gone out that way! MAAAAANNNNNN

STAN LEE R.I.P

Boy, you better not jump off that building that black in you bette… LOL, HE TOOK HIS ASS RIGHT BACK DOWN!

damn, he messed up the hard-drive.

Aww, I love that ominous blue and red lighting… good symbolism.

PETER B. PARKER

Spider-Man for the last 22 years

blah blah blah workin’ hard and fallin’ in love

15 years past

buried Aunt May

Split up with MJ

Seahorses mate for life 

“Could you image a seahorse seeing another seahorse… and then making it work.” - PETER B PARKER

pizza is life

YEAH, THAT BLONDE SHIT THREW ME FOR A LOOP TOO!

“Adios” - MILES

DAAAMMMNN he didn’t have to do PETER B like that!

“Looks like a child dressed like spider-man dragging a homeless corpse behind a train.” - POLICE OFFICER

Aye, I fuck with the song that was being played through that guy’s headphones even though I don’t even know what it was. 

“Why is your body another shape” - MILES damn that’s fucked up 

GOOODDDDDAMMMMN THAT GLITCH FUCKED HIM UP!

These fucking sweatpants man

“DON’T PLAY WITH ME.“ - MILES (black people love that line lol)

“You good with that Spider-Man?!“ - MILES

“In my universe, this place closed 6 years ago. I don’t know why.” - PETER B PARKER (Probably because the restaurant has a C rating)

Was lowkey waiting for a roach to crawl across something 

I LOVE THIS SONG!

“Spider-Man doesn’t wear a cape.” - MILES (He doesn’t wear sweatpants either)

How tf did WILSON FISK get his BIG ASS INTO THAT CAR?!?!?!

lol his booty jiggled a bit hehehehehe

hold up this chick sound like Jessie from Toy Story…

WOAH either she a freak or she likes pushing people

“And I for one can’t wait to watch.” - DR. OC (WTF DID SHE JUST SAY!!)

LOL, HE HIT ‘EM WITH THE ‘HEY’.

Aww, they’re having a bonding moment! 

GWEN STAC(E)Y UP IN THIS BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Last 2 years

Joined a band

Saved her dad

Couldn’t save her PETER PARKER

Doesn’t do friends to save herself feeling.

Oh, we’re getting a little WILSON FISK flashback.

Damn, why is she driving so fast…

Something like that was bound to happen I’m sorry to say. 

This dude really got some board shoulders.

SPIDER PEOPLE

Why does PETER B PARKER have on two different types of shoes?

BRUH AUNT MAY CAME FOR HIM!

DAAAANNNGG AUNT MAY THUGGIN’ HUH!?!?!?!?!

TRIGGERED

DEAD AUNT MAY has “HELLO MY NAME IS …” cards

“Wherever I go, the wind follows.” - SPIDER-MAN NOIR

BRUH JOHN MAOULNEY

SPIDER-MAN NOIR

Year: 1933 

Job: Private Eye

Likes: Drinking egg creams and fighting Nazis (A LOT)

“Sometimes I let matches burn down to my fingertips just to feel something anything.”

PENI PARKER SPIDER

Year: 3145

Has a psychic link with a spider that lives inside of her father’s robot.

Lost her father

BEST BUDS FOR LIFE

SPIDER-HAM

PETER PORKER

Bitten by a radioactive pig 

Photographer for the Daily Beagle

Usually, when he’s not working like a dog he chasing a story

Likes to frolic and dance while doing it in his pants. 

SAD FACE EMOJI

if stitch had a glitch lol

PETER B PARKER really puttin’ MILES on blast. 

STOP FUCKING CROWDING HIM!!!!!!!!!!!

This movie is back on their spooky ooky shit

Damn only if he knew his uncle was the PROWLER...

LOL, THAT MUSIC!!!!!!!!!

RUN BOY RUN THIS WORLD ISN’T MEAN FOR YOU!

BRUH PENI’S FACE!!!

“This is a pretty hardcore origin story.“ - SPIDER-MAN NOIR

“We don’t pick the ballroom we just dance.” - SPIDER-MAN NOIR

OOOFFF WHEN AUNT MAY SAYS TAKE IT OUTSIDE SHE MEANS IT!

Of course, MILES dad is on the way

OH, SHIT SHOW HIM YOUR FUCKING FACE!!!

OH, FUCK!!!!!!

How the fuck you gonna be flying around without some type of bulletproof vest. DAMN SMH

Man, a kid should not be seeing someone die right in front of them. 

JEFFERSON didn’t deserve to find his brother that way. 

I’m glad they’re having a heart to heart to him. But that room is too small

“MILES the hardest part about this job is that you can’t save everyone“ - SPIDER-HAM

“Do animals talk in this dimension because I don’t want to freak him out.“ - SPIDER-HAM

Let the bodies hit the floor. 

“A leap of faith” - PETER B PARKER

At least his dad came by to speak to him.

He had that boy fucked up again!

AUNT MAY A THUG BRO!!!!

THIS SONG IS GETTIN’ ME HYPED UP AND I’M NOT EVEN IN THE FUCKING MOVIE!

Man them taking the bus is really killin’ me

Bruh the waiter

ROFL

BATTLE ROYALE BABY!!!!

YEAH MILES

“Do you have a problem with cartoons?!?!” - SPIDER-HAM

PENI I’m sorry to say but your BUD FOR LIFE is gone.

MILES is a smooth criminal!!

WILSON FISK BIG MAD!!

I find it so cool that each time they jumped back into the portal it was reflected off of them.

ROFL “That’s all folks” “Is he allowed to say that legally?”

WILSON FISK always tryin’ to hurt somebody damn!

NOBODY TOOK YOUR FUCKING FAMILY BITCH THAT WAS YOU! IF YOU TRULY KNEW YOUR WIFE YOU WOULD’VE KNOWN THAT SHE DIDNT GET JIGGY WITH THAT SHIT PERIOD!

THE SHOULDER TOUCH

MILES did that (with help of course)

C-Mobile = T-Moblie hehehehehehe

BRUH HE DID WILSON FISK DIRTY!!!

MILES MORALES

SPIDER-MAN for 2 days

Finally, finished his essay

Saved a lot of people

Spent time with his father

Got hit by a drone as well

Had a proper meeting with his roommate

Slapped his sticker where his dad won’t find it

Will always remember his friends. 

“Anyone can wear the mask. You can wear the mask. If you didn’t know that before I hope you know that now.“ SPIDER-MAN (MILES)

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Y’ALL THERE WAS A GLITCH IN THE SYSTEM! Everything and I mean EVERYTHING! So thankful I was able to salvage a little bit of it back. I really do wish I was able to get what I said at the end because I meant it. :( 

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EDIT: I was fast forwarding through the movie to get it off of my “continue watching” list and I discovered something at the end! So I’ll be making a bit of an edit. (This is a reminder that you need to ALWAYS STAY AT THE END OF EVERY MARVEL! (smh I made a rookie mistake))

James Blake has such an amazing voice

MEANWHILE IN NUEVA YORK

“I was gone for less than 2 hours.” - MAN

THE BEST LESS 2 HOURS OF MY LIFE!

oooo the man’s name is MIGUEL 

Earth ‘67

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH THE MEME THE MEME!!!!!!!!!!

“How dare you point at me!” - SPIDER-MAN

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Syruped and Feathered

Summary: There’s nothing normal about this hunt.

Pairing: I intended Sam x Reader, but nothing really happened.

Warnings: None.

Word count: 1147 words

A/N: This is for the @spnfanficpond‘s SPN Season 14 Weekly Episode Writing Challenge Week Five, and I ended up using two prompts: #3. “That thing that I killed died weird,” and, “That’s what everyone says. Except him.” To paraphrase a friend, this is not beta read because I’m a savage.

You walked back into the main room of the farmhouse, machete swinging idly by your side and a puzzled expression on your face. The Winchesters were still on the lookout for an attack from one of the other directions, but they glanced your way when they heard the floorboard creak. Their glances turned into stares when they got a look at you.

“What the hell?” Dean asked quietly, his eyes going over your form, again and again, his eyebrows raising with each pass.

“What… are those…?” Sam approached you, eyebrows furrowed, but eyes very wide.

“Ummm, yeah,” you said. “Feathers.” You nodded. “And, in case you’re wondering, what’s keeping them stuck to me like this is maple syrup.”

Dean tentatively touched a feather-free spot on your body with one finger, then drew it to his mouth. “Yup. Definitely maple.”

“Ewww,” you groaned, grimacing. “It might be maple syrup, but that’s what he was bleeding as he died, Dean. Whatever he was, he was full of it.”

Dean’s face changed comically from puzzled to disgusted and immediately began spitting and trying to wipe off his tongue. “Yuck. Blech. Whydja let me lick it, dammit?”

“I didn’t think you were that stupid, jackass!” you retorted, resisting the urge to stick out your tongue. The whole situation was really juvenile enough.

Sam cleared his throat. “So, he bled maple syrup... but where did the feathers come in? And why did it take so long? You were in there for like, five minutes!”

Your eyes rolled so hard it almost hurt. “So I went in there, and hacked at him with the machete, and got him pretty good, and instead of fighting me or cursing or something, he just grabbed the arm I hit and started wailing like he was dying.”

The squints and head tilts you got from the brothers were positively angel-worthy.

“I’m telling you guys, that thing that I killed died weird. I hit it once, and, well,” you motioned to Sam, “remember that godawful dinner theater we went to in Dubuque?”

Sam nodded, still looking confused and distressed, and not sure if he should still be on alert.

“He died like that one guy in the play. The one we couldn’t stop laughing at. It was all, stab,” you made the stabbing motion with your machete, making Dean do a quick jump away so you didn’t nick him, “and then, ‘Oh! Woe is me! I am killed! I shall cease to be and the world will know my light no longer!’ I mean, he just kept going on, and on, and on, and on, AND ON, just making these wild motions that were kind of like attacks while he’s moaning, bleeding maple syrup. So, I started really going at him, if only to shut him up, you know? And the syrup is flying, and he’s not going down, not even really fighting me, just spraying syrup all over me and the whole room, until I finally cut off his head, right? But instead of him just falling to the ground, he caught his own head and said, ‘Alas, I die!’ one more time, from his detached head which was really spooky, and then exploded into a shit-ton of feathers, which all flew everywhere around the room, which is why,” you motioned to yourself, “I look like Big Bird.”

The three of you stood around, watching the syrup drip off of you, taking a couple of feathers with it. Matching unhappily puzzled faces looked back and forth between you. The house was ridiculously quiet while you all stood there, considering the facts of the case. Yes, the reports that had drawn you to the house were all vague and weird, but this was weirder than you were expecting by about a county or two.

Deep breath in. “You know, if I didn’t know better, I’d say this was--”

“Gabriel,” Dean finished for you. “It’s trickster to a T.”

Sam shook his head. “It can’t be. I watched Michael kill him. Dean, you watched Michael kill him.”

Dean nodded. “I know! But, Sam! Look at her!!” he exclaimed, waving at you wildly.

Dean and Sam both stared at you again in silence. Grateful for the distraction, even if it was another monster to kill, you turned to the doorway when the floor creaked and saw Cas, who’d been outside to catch anything that got past the three of you. When he saw you, however, he stopped dead in his tracks, squinted, and tilted his head to the side as he looked you up and down.

You shrugged and gave him the rundown. “Monster led me into the other room. I attacked monster. Monster bled maple syrup, then melodramatically monologued his way into pissing me off enough to cut off his head, at which point he exploded into feathers, covering me and the entire room.”

Cas nodded, but the squint and head tilt remained. After a moment, he took a deep breath like he was about to say something, then closed his mouth again and continued squinting. Finally, he said, “If I didn’t know better, I’d say this was Gabriel.”

You threw your hands up in the air in defeat. “Exactly! That’s what everyone says! Except him!” you exclaimed, pointing your machete at Sam.

Cas approached you, studying the mess covering you, and put out a finger to touch you.

Dean grabbed his hand and pulled it away. “Don’t taste it, man. It’s really maple syrup, just trust us.”

Cas nodded and shrugged off Dean’s hand, his eyes never leaving you. Another minute of you all just standing there, stumped, and a line of syrup dripped down the back of your neck, sliding into your shirt and making you shudder.

“Well, whatever this is, can we consider it back at the motel after I have a shower? I’m beginning to stick to myself.” You pulled one arm away from your body as an example, your flannel sticking to the arm like some kind of wing.

Dean pointed to you and declared, “You’re wrapping up in a blanket before you get into my Baby.”

Rolling your eyes, you headed for the door. “Of course, Dean. I’m not a heathen.”

The four of you trudged out of the farmhouse, got into the car (you dutifully wrapped like a burrito in a blanket), and drove away, none of you looking behind you as you left.

Standing on the porch was a petite woman with shoulder-length light brown hair and amber eyes wearing boots, dark jeans, a grey henley shirt, and a black leather jacket. She took a lollipop out of her jacket pocket, unwrapped it, and popped it in her mouth, the wrapper disappearing without a trace. With a twinkle in her eyes and a smirk on her lips, she saluted the car as it drove away, then snapped her fingers, vanishing.

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okay so I meant to send this on anon and I think I might have accidentally done so off but then I tried to cancel it and idk if it worked?? anyways! the point is, I’m the anon who doesn’t have dropout rn so! what’s the tea on the new ep? what did I miss? :)

**spoilers for arcade ambush**

Now, I know I use the word wild a lot, but don’t let that take away from the fact that this episode was truly wild.

Biz had such an interesting power set. He has the wings so he can fly, he has all the weird mesmerization type powers (I was picturing that old bager, badger, badger, mushroom video when he was multiplying himself to trip up Fig). Fighting him is like being stuck in Toon Town but in the worst possible way. Then there were the game cabinets sucking people into them and the ghosts possessing people and forcing them to flee. It was really a brutal fight.

(Sidenote, are we to believe that the ghosts that he raised were nerds who died in arcade? Morbid, if true. Also it would have to be a different arcade since that one was new.)

Anyway, this def was an ep full of frustration. They were constantly getting frightened and forced to run or trapped in games or whatever. It’s a good think Ally casted Guardian of Faith before the fight because they were, once again, a life saver. I was a little surprised the arcade game fights were one and done Box of Doom rolls but I guess there was a lot going on.

“Well I’ll just shoot him.” Riz getting a nat 1 trying to shoot Biz point blank was so painful. 

Riz: Hey guys, Biz is a bad guy./Adaine: Yeah, no duh! 

Everyone making the most mediocre rolls to check out the prizes in the prize cabinet. And Brennan just getting more and more like, “Come on y’all.” I wanted someone to pick up the sneakers. I felt like they were gonna be some kind of stealth bonus item.

Gorgug got a nat 20 charisma! My boy!

Oh, side note, they updated Adaine’s mini with her boss new jacket which is super dope.

Fig and Kristen actively antagonizing the corn god who’s saving their ass.

“Fucking nerd.” Adaine, who has been pretty savage the past few episodes.

Fabian who has never been denied anything in his life looking at the million credit sword: I’d like it.

Trevon

Everyone being furious at Riz being stuck in the game but also impressed by the design of the set.

Gorgug calling his parents mid-fight! Which seems wild but actually is the SMARTEST THING ANY OF THESE LITERAL CHILDREN HAVE EVER DONE.

I feel like Brennan def read up on his philosophy quotes after the last fight because he was back in business this ep.

Cleric is an underrated class y’all. Ally is really rocking it.

What a bad time for Adaine to finally fail a panic attack roll. She’s had a really long run without them though.

I love that Lou always curses as Fabian by saying, “Christ,” completely ignoring that doesn’t make sense in this world, but like. That is what Fabian would say, you know?

Fabian getting stuck in DDR instead of Punch Out is personally offensive to him.

“Hell yeah I take a disengage”

Sidenote: Divination is a really cool ability.

Ugh, Riz. What a terrible time to fail an investigate check. HE GOT PALIMSESTED.

Aww at Lou giving Murph the, “Hang in there, buddy,” shoulder rub after that happened. 

Gorgug getting trapped in whack a gnome is MESSED UP. Also, the fact that whack a gnome is a game that exists in a world where gnomes also exist is SUPER MESSED UP.

Adaine: Fuck, I’m fucked! 

PROTECT YOUR WIZARD BETTER.

Fabian having to have a dance off in the middle of the fight.

The girls getting downloaded periodically throughout the fight was so freaking ominous. 

“I’m under the influence of two ghosts.”

Fabian and Adaine both terrified and running into each other and yelling like freaking Scooby Doo.

OK, while Fig was possessed, Brennan made her read a card that said “Wow. A lot of strong feelings to process here.” And I am told (but can’t confirm) that that’s a line that was said in ep 1? Maybe by the guidance counselor? And then it’s not resolved in this episode. So that seems important.

Emily upon hearing that Riz is stuck in the crystal: Piss in it.

“Do you have any clue about how to get out of here, I mean, clearly you don’t.”

What would Fabian do without that bike, man?

I love that Emily uses Kristen’s full name for no apparent reason half the time.

Kristen channeling the power of friendship to turn undead.

Gorgug is a bottomless pit of HP.

Ally: Is it good to get in the game?/Literally everyone else: NO.

“A tasty walk?”

The philosophers going, “Verily,” to Fig’s base playing and then her moonwalking away.

Siobhan immediately irl cringing at being called a lovely lady by Biz.

HELLISH REBUKE. HELL YEAH FIG. HELL YEAH EMILY.

Penny’s scene with Riz in the palimpsest was like legitimately touching. 

But again, Murph gets the nat 20 at the most story appropriate time! Just like last week.

OK, so the girls’ downloads are getting sent to the AV room in Aguefort. Not necessarily suspicious considering that Biz is involved, but interesting to note.

Gorgug pulling an Odysseus and cranking his tunes to ignore the games. 

Also his, “Sup nerd?” to Biz.

Kristen absolutely crushed this fight y’all. She basically got out without a scratch. 

Siobhan saying sick like Brennan is hilarious to me.

Gorgug being so mad at Biz’s pronunciation of meme.

“Hot topic nerds hate AV club nerds.”

Nothing bothers Emily more than not being able to take an action.

The gang actively mocking and taping Biz as he tries to mesmerize them.

Aww man Murph failing that roll before Penny was downloaded. Heartbreaking. 

Everyone visibly recoiling every time Biz talked.

Zac reminding Brennan about advantage and then him picking up every dice he owns. “LIE NEXT TIME DUDE!” He has a cool ass shock of white hair now though. Like, not good but kinda rad.

I feel like Ally has gotten really comfortable with the game mechanics as we’ve gone on. 

Kristen hugging Gorgug to protect him is such an adorable image. 

“I’m still full health because God exists!”

Shoutout to the SFX guys. They were especially on point this ep.

“Can I just use mage hand to plug the machine out?”

Kristen as Fig getting is her ass kicked by the doppelganger Figs: KISS ONE OF THEM.

The guardian that killed Biz throwing down his cig like a true French philosopher. 

FABIAN. 

Kristen was the MVP of the fight but Fabian was the MVP of the episode y’all. Like I said, all that promo yelling was either gonna be a TPK or the raddest thing ever and it was option 2! 

Shoutout to Siobahn for getting Lou that advantage roll because that saved his ass.

Lou just pretending to get up and leave because game over y’all.

Brennan starting to just narrate assuming failure. 

Zac being like, “Well at least try.”

Lou doing them 1 by 1 for the drama of it all, just like Fabian would want it.

Getting a ten first, exactly half of what he needed.

Then the absolute CHAOS that erupted from the table at the 20. By this point, I was pretty sure he was gonna get it because that shot from the trailer hadn’t happened yet and it was near the end of the episode but DAMN it was satisfying. Moments like this are what MAKE RPGs.

Being showered with gold coins sounds extremely painful but that’s beside the point here. 

Fabian coming back and lying that he was fighting ghosts outside and everyone totally buying and being like thanks for having our backs man.

I love how much Fig loves her two dad situation now. 

Emily and Ally evil mischievous smiling at each other when Emily requests to kill Biz.

Everyone Else: NO.

Brennan: He’s dead, bruh.

Ally like Grinch smiles when Brennan announces that Biz is dead.

“Would she be able to casually get him out of a palimpsest?”

“I still have these handcuffs.”/”Where’d you get those?”/”Uh, nevermind.”

Every time this group has to interrogate someone they escalate all the way immediately.

 But MAN Riz was doing some serious drug cartel interrogation on Biz, shooting off fingers and stuff!

Adaine REFUSING to feel bad about bullying Biz (she’s right and she should say it).

“If I were to have a morsel such as yourself stuck in a palimpsest–” IMMEDIATELY slapped by every party member. Bro, you GOTTA stop perving on Adaine IN FRONT OF HER.

Brennan full on RPing unconsious Biz.

“I’m not a bad guy.”/”YES YOU ARE!”

“Fucking Aelwen again!” Same, girl.

OK, so Biz has false memories of coming up with this idea, but what does that mean exactly? Was he manipulated Inception style or actually forced? Because I come up with bad ideas every day. Doesn’t mean I act on them.

“Blow your fuking nose!”

“You see his dick glows for a second.”

Nice of Adaine to ask for permission to do her brain jitsu, even though she didn’t have to and she had all the extenuating circumstances in the world to just break in.

Biz speaking to Penelope on the regular. Hmm.

Siobhan/Adane’s look when Biz says, “I’m cool too.”

So his memory was cut out the day before the Hudol party. Interesting. 

Adaine getting a clear threat on her family’s life: THEY CAN BURN MY FUCKING HOUSE DOWN I DON’T GIVE A SHIT.

AND THEN IT ENDS THERE

So two things:

1) Siobhan keeps getting KILLER end lines.

2) I threw a lot of plot info at the bottom without analyzing it because I’m going to look at that and the promo in another post (prob tomorrow) so stay tuned! 

[moro-nokimi]

rewatch part 5

yes ik i said i was going to pick it up tomorrow but i don’t feel like doing fuck or shit

dark knight!joker voice here we go

YEA IT DIDN’T SKIP THE OPENING

i love this OP so much. 

OH NO LA PIETA. that sure is a thing

THE BELT

(cracks knuckles)

oh wait we’re getting early into the squick

grody

why his eyes so blue

BRUH?

WHAT 

WOW THEY REALLY JUST SMACKED HIM IN THE FACE WITH THE IDIOT BALL

(tells his whole life story to the teenager he’s supposed to be tailing) (hauls ass away)

NAOMI. TABITHA ST. GERMAINE

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

same bangs

dramatic ass. can’t blame him

why is this so horny

she’s practically taking a witness statement

dawg you saw him get beaned by a car

i wish they’d created this panel by panel. yes it’s wish fulfillment what ab it

oh yeah here goes the shitty delivery :(

too bad the tone sucks bc it is a genuinely good scene that does establish he gives a shit about her

he sounds waaaaaaaaaay paternalistic and shitty in the dub and sub. i don’t blame ppl for their wrong opinions ab their relationship

like by definition an opinion is objective but that doesn’t make it any less wrong

and here we go

aw

oh bye i got hit in the nuts with sad :(

they really were planning a family huh :(

oh the joke about her dad scaring him more than kira. bye

cinnamon tography

NOOOOO

ugh it was almost his birthday too when he d*es :( naomi spent it alone and grieving i bet

i wish they hadn’t moved it forward three years, bc now the tracksuit from this jagoff makes more sense

HE DOESN’T EVEN RECOGNIZE THE VOICE? HE WAS JUST TALKING TO HIM

okay i guess the fact that irl there was a week’s time and he spoke to light once hampers things a little but he has a distinct voice (dub-wise anyways)

oh man :(

isn’t that so creepy

okay, gross? he’s a shitty guy but that doesn’t mean he deserved to die

if anything this is pushing me moreso to be anti-death penalty and anti-kira

god he’s bluffing so hard

NO

NO FUCKING WAY

I FORGOT ABOUT THAT

GIVING ME THE HEEBIES, JEEBIES, AND WIGGINS

I FORGOT HE THREATENED NAOMI UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH

oh jesus

he probably worked with those guys beforehand. 

that’s fucking terrifying, not knowing that you’re killing the guys you’ve worked with and then dying yourself.

i wonder what raye’s last thought was, besides it being light yagami

NOPE NOT GONNA GO DOWN THAT RABBIT HOLE

like obviously raye is a smart guy i don’t get the fics that take his intelligence down a few pegs to prop up naomi

those are the same fics that make him to be an abusive dick

like i love her but this is not the move. we can love a woman and hate what was done without removing her agency

oh god, he looks completely dead behind the eyes

aw :(((

NO

YIKES

ugh.

oh shit i thought that was their analogy to g w bush

raye was in a shitload of pain. i don’t envy the guy.

oh god :(((

they’re so heavy on the copaganda, yeesh

light must be peak deer in the headlights rn

oh yeah, yeah he is. that’s why in the manga he’s turned away from his family. wish this had been more faithful to it rather than cutting shit out.

i forgot that netflix spliced in footage from the relight OVAs

OH THAT PHOTO :(

she just barely missed them. aizawa walked right fucking past her. god that sucks.

TREVOR DEVALL.

i love how it foreshadows his arc within the mello/near arc, his dissent to L

no eyebrows u.u

kitty...

how tall is aizawa anyways? we know matsuda is 5′8, and in this he has about 2″ of hair to make him the same height as matsuda. so wouldn’t that make him like 5′6″... but even then there’s sooo many continuity errors, ugh.

fair enough. i can’t wait for the homoeroticism

that bone structure

still geeking about that LLP message with the actual literal message from the man himself

[revwinchester]

Centerfold - Part 2

Summary:  Dean stumbles across an interview and photoshoot starring his high school crush (and younger brother’s friend) Castiel.  He decides he’s going to stop at nothing to get back in touch with the boy with the blue eyes who used to sit in front of him in homeroom.

Genre: Mostly fluff with a touch of angst

Pairing: Destiel

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel

Word Count: 1103

Series Warnings: AU - No Supernatural, Porn Star Cas, Mentions of Sex (but no depictions), Bastardization of SPN Lines, Scenes, and Episode Titles

A/N: This whole series came out of a prompt for @thinkwritexpress-official‘s Back To School Challenge!  The fic is based on the J Gelis Band song “Centerfold” in which a man finds his high school crush on the pages of his favorite porn magazine.

Find it on AO3

Centerfold Masterlist

Centerfold - Part 2

The brothers were sitting in the living room on Saturday afternoon when it happened.  Sam had just made himself some lunch and was reading while Dean was channel surfing.

“Hey, Sam, give me your phone for a minute?” Dean asked.

Sam looked at his brother and quirked an eyebrow.  “Why?” he asked as he fished the device from his pocket, waiting for Dean’s answer before he handed it over.

“There’s a movie that I thought was supposed to be on but I can’t find it,” Dean replied smoothly.  

Sam wasn’t certain Dean was lying to him but he decided to ask a few more questions just to make sure.  “Why can’t you just use the guide on the tv?” Clearly, that was the easiest option, unless Sam was missing something.

“I did, I didn’t see it.  I think I’ve got the wrong day or something and I just want to check,” Dean reasoned.

His brother was talking to much, giving longer responses than he usually would to Sam’s questions.  Something was definitely up.  “Why can’t you just use your own phone to check?”

Dean sighed dramatically.  “It’s up in my room.  The battery was almost dead so it’s up there charging.  Some new app or something that Benny suggested keeps draining it.”  With that, Dean’s text tone went off.

Sam smiled smugly as Dean reached into his pocket and drew out his phone.

“Huh, would you look at that…” Dean was flustered.  He was clearly unprepared for this turn of bad luck.  “I guess I’ve got my phone right here.”

Sam rolled his eyes at his brother.  “Dean, I’m not going to give you Castiel’s contact information and it’s going to take a lot more than that to steal it from me.”

Dean huffed in response, turning off the television and standing.  He glared at Sam, though it was clear his anger was directed at himself more than towards his brother, before grabbing the sandwich from Sam’s plate and taking a giant bite.  Dean threw the sandwich back onto the plate as he wrinkled his nose, obviously not expecting the filling to be veggies, and stalked out of the room, leaving Sam to shake with laughter as he picked up his book once more and settled in with his lunch.

The next few days went by without incident but Sam never let his guard down fully, always keeping his phone in his pocket or hidden away from his brother.

When Sam came out of the bathroom one morning just in time to see a frustrated Dean skulking away from his bedroom door, he decided to take some extra precautions.  He entered his room and looked around, noticing a few things that were slightly mussed or out of place but, luckily, not the place where he had hidden his phone.  Sam crossed to his dirty laundry and dug his phone from the pocket of yesterday’s jeans.  He opened up the settings and tapped the screen a few times.  He hadn’t wanted to resort to this - it was going to be obnoxious to deal with on a regular basis - but Sam knew Dean would eventually find his phone and, at this point, he was just as determined to protect Castiel’s information as Dean was to get it.  It had become a point of pride for both brothers.

The change paid of the next day.  Sam still hid his phone from Dean but he wasn’t quite as careful about it, now.  He had tucked it under the book he had been reading in the living room while he went to make himself some lunch.  When he got back, plate in hand, Dean had just cracked his passcode.  

“Come on, Sammy, your birthday?  Really?” Dean scoffed to himself as he tapped the familiar looking icon to pull up Sam’s contacts.  Sam watched his brother with amusement as Dean paused and looked down at the screen incredulously.  “What the hell?  Is this Cyrillic?” he mumbled.

Sam pushed off the door frame where he had been leaning with a laugh.  “Actually, it’s Greek,” he explained, plucking the phone from his brother’s fingers and returning to his seat on the couch.

Dean looked at his brother scandalized.  “How do you even use this?  It’s in Greek!  Nobody reads Greek!”

Sam set his plate on the coffee table in front of him.  “Yeah, except Greeks.  Oh, and Bobby, who taught me when you and dad would go off on your hunting trips and leave me behind.”

“You’ve known Greek since we were kids?  How did I not know about this?”

Sam just laughed again, this time at the dumbstruck look on his brother’s face, as he pocketed his phone and started in on his lunch.

Dean locked himself in his room for the rest of the afternoon and Sam gave the space a wide berth, assuming he was spending some quality time with his favorite magazines or websites.  When he finally emerged to make dinner, he had a look in his eye that made Sam nervous.  He grilled up some nice steaks and even made one of Sam’s favorite sides, grilled broccoli, while he was out there.  Sam was just pulling the fries out of the oven when Dean carried in the steaks and veggies.  They sat down together, a rarity during the week but their regular routine on Sunday evenings, and dug into their meals.

“I’m heading into the city tomorrow, you need me to pick you up anything?” Dean asked, his voice nonchalant.  

Sam’s forehead scrunched in confusion as he finished chewing the bite he had just taken.  “Don’t you have work tomorrow?”

“I, uh, I… no… I…” Dean sputtered.  He apparently hadn’t expected Sam to question him.  “Uh, Bobby is sending me in to pick up some materials we need at the garage.”

Sam was not convinced but decided to play along.  “No, I don’t think I need anything.  I could come with you, if you wanted.  I just wrapped up a case and there’s nothing I’ve got that can’t hold on for a day.  It’s the best time for a day trip with my brother.”  Sam smiled inwardly at Dean’s slightly panicked expression.  His brother was trying to play it cool, he could tell, but he was failing spectacularly.  He definitely had something up his sleeve.  “We could make a day of it; it could be fun.”

“You don’t have to do that, Sammy,” Dean insisted.  “We’ll make some plans for a Saturday soon.  Don’t waste your time off on me, save it for if you ever find yourself a girlfriend.”  

“Alright, if you’re sure,” Sam acquiesced.

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[minaminokyoko]

A ‘Justice League’ Rant

Foreword

Alright, DC fans. Before you light your torches and grab your Aquaman pitchforks and set off a rousing chorus of "Kill the Beast" when you read my review/rant, I am going to attempt to set the mood and explain myself. Some of you won't care. Some of you won't even read the whole thing before you jump onto your keyboards and proclaim that I'm just a stupid girl who doesn't understand comic books and comic book movies and that the Justice League movie is great and it's better than all the Marvel movies.

Let me stop you right there. 

This ain't about the Marvel movies.

This is about DC and Warner Bros and filmmaking in general.

I don't have it out for DC/WB. I don't have it out for the DCEU. This anger and disappointment is not a result of the 20+ Marvel Cinematic Universe's successful run. This anger and disappointment comes from deep inside a little girl who at the tender age of six or seven first realized what kind of person she wanted to be when she saw Batman: Mask of the Phantasm for the first time. One of my earliest memories was seeing the pain and torment that Bruce Wayne went through after he fell in love with Andrea and he wanted so desperately for it to be okay that he loved her and that he didn't want to keep his promise anymore. I have loved DC since I was old enough to love anything. I love Batman so much that I have his symbol tattooed on my right shoulder. Dead serious. He is my guiding light and he has been since I was six years old.

So, once more, I want you to understand that the reason I hate the Justice League movie is not because I dislike DC.

The reason I hate the Justice League movie is that the Justice League movie hates me.

This movie is hollow. It is a hollow farce. It took six of the most beloved characters in fictional history and stripped them of all the reasons why they have been beacons of entertainment since their inception and plastered them on a cheap ass green screen and shoved it out into the world to make a quick buck. There was no passion, no heart, and no creativity in this film. It doesn't have an original thought in its damn head. Not one. Everything I saw was something I've seen before elsewhere, and it was done better elsewhere. If you don't believe me, fine. Let's go point-by-point. I will fully explain every reason why I almost demanded my money back after sitting through this poisonous flick.

-The plot is so unbelievably thin you couldn't stretch it farther than a couple of inches. Forgetting the fact that Batman vs. Superman was one of the worst films ever, picking up where it left off somehow just made it hurt even worse since we had to acknowledge the fact that it exists and then have to build another plot from the resulting shitstorm. So we begin with Crazy Steve (Note: I refuse to call him Batman or Bruce Wayne, because BatAffleck is neither. He in no way represents any Batman other than Linkara's epithet Crazy Steve from his reviews.) catching a  burglar (with a literal sack of stolen shit on his back, like he's a fucking crook from the 1950's or something) and then a parademon appears and he kills it. So...first of all, was Crazy Steve there for the crook and the parademon just happened to be there? Or was Crazy Steve there for the parademon and he just used the crook? That makes absolutely no sense. Those two things didn't need to be there together. It's a plot contrivance of the highest order.  It was also unnecessary as fuck. You could have just had Crazy Steve on patrol and he saw the demon, caught it, and then it died. After seeing this, the jump from 'hey, a weird alien’ to 'ZOMG WE GOTTA GET THE BAND BACK TOGETHER' is liable to give you fucking whiplash. Crazy Steve immediately jumps to "putting a team together" when he has such little evidence of the calamity, and it's even more absurd since Crazy Steve has NO experience working with a team. At most, Jason Todd existed at some point, but that's it. He doesn't know anything about metahumans aside from maybe what Amanda Waller mentioned to him at the end of the equally abysmal Suicide Squad. Further more, he just starts trying to collect these people without explaining why they should just arbitrarily trust a man they just fucking met who dresses up like a giant fucking bat. I mean, would you? Really? Especially knowing that he tried to kill Superman on incredibly flimsy reasoning? How do you know he won't immediately turn on you if you turn your head and cough and seem like a threat to him? Crazy Steve had no way of knowing aside from Diana that any of these people were stable enough to form a team and try to fight an unknown enemy. It was so rushed. He just whisks them away and doesn't blink at revealing his secret identity to four perfect fucking strangers (though Diana arguably doesn't count; she's much more level-headed and hasn't shown a propensity for losing it at the slightest provocation.)

-There is no team dynamic. At all. It's just a room full of superpowered people. The closest thing to a relationship is between Crazy Steve and Wondy, and even then, they maybe have three whole fucking conversations, and none of them are beyond superficial. It's like the movie was afraid of making an actual development, so it just kept throwing inane quips around in the hopes of distracting you from the fact that there are no characters. The whole reason the Justice League itself as a concept excites me is because you have this room full of colorful personalities with different backgrounds who come together for the common good and want to help mankind and protect the innocent. We don't know barely anyone's motivations because this movie is running off the fumes of a bad sequel. We know Wonder Woman's motivations for the most part, but having the JLA movie before her sequels still leaves a large piece of the mythos missing because we don't know how she adjusted to modern life. We don't know if she lost faith in humanity again or where she stands because we were still in the 1940's when we last saw her. Cyborg's backstory is mentioned, but his motivations are also non-existent. We get the whole "I'm a monster" thing but they immediately move on from any possible origin or explanation of what he's going through and what he wants to do since he's got these abilities but could be seen as a freak to normal people. The Flash also got a driveby explanation, but again, without prior films or history, we basically have to guess what motivates him. I know Barry Allen because I'm a comic book fan, but your average person may not. It's completely unfair to them that you just jump from place to place without explaining how Barry got his speed, why his father's in jail, and why he just jumped at the chance to fight crime despite the fact that he doesn't know how to fucking fight apparently. It's so discourteous to the character to slap him in there and not tell us why. Why does he want to help anyone if he's scared? Why isn't he insanely rich by now from the various ways he could use his speed? And then, fuck me, Aquaman is the worst of the bunch. They make no attempts to explain anything about his background. Who is the red-haired lady? I know it's Mera because again, I am a comic book fan, but the chances that your average moviegoer knows are astronomical, and so they get to sit there completely confused about who she is and what she can do and what she means to Arthur. We don't know why Arthur was just chilling out around that one village and why he gave a single shit about humanity or how he got his powers or just...anything! Anything at all! Other than he's really mouthy and has a nice chest. Look, I might be able to overlook the depressing lack of explanation, but none of these characters bond with each other or have any reasons to care about one another. There are no human aspects to them because the only one so far who has been fully explored as a character aside from Wonder Woman is Crazy Steve. Crazy Steve got some development in BvS, but certainly not enough for you to emotionally connect with him because he was a revenge hungry psychopath in the previous film. The entire fucking point of the League is to see these interesting people butt heads, but then laugh and get along with each other and get ready to protect their home from threats. Here, they're just doing what Crazy Steve tells them to do because...reasons.

-Superman's resurrection. Holy fucking shit. I just spent the last twenty minutes ranting about this to one of my friends. Where do I even start with how goddamn stupid this shit is? It comes out of fucking nowhere. After this hastily slapped together team fights Steppenwolf one time, Crazy Steve in true Crazy Steve fashion decides that we should disgrace the dead and bring Superman back. Crazy Steve has no fucking idea how the Motherbox works. None. He has done no research, he has no knowledge of Kryptonian technology, nor is he at all aware of Darkseid and the New Gods' technology. But he's like, "Nah, bruh, we all suck and we need Superman." As an aside, I am really angry at how this movie is sucking that Kryptonian cock too. How dare you. How dare you imply that these badass heroes who were doing just fine on their own in the comics and animated shows need Superman like he's their fucking babysitter. Maybe if you had established the team dynamic and established the characters, they'd be able to fight better. Crazy Steve took one fucking look at the team that had been together a grand total of like four fucking hours and decided they were all gonna die without Superman's help. It's not only reckless and poorly thought out, it's honestly insulting. It's insulting that Crazy Steve would drag Kal El from heaven (because, for real, it's entirely possible he was in literal paradise and you sorry motherfuckers took him away from his parents and his loved ones of Krypton for your selfish asses) just on the assumption that the team wasn't strong enough. My God. I am just floored by this development in the movie. It pisses me off that the movie just shrugs and acts like it was for the best to spit in the face of God and drag Kal back to earth. Maybe you shouldn't have killed him in the first fucking place, you shitlords. And it's more frustrating to me since in the comics, after DC panicked and wrote in the "regenerative coma" that they didn't just use that instead. I'd be less angry if they introduced the idea that he was never dead to begin with, but in the death-like coma. It's a cop out, but it's better than literally Frankensteining Superman from heaven to fight your fucking battle for you.

-The dialogue is painful. So painful. It is so tacked on. I went to the theater tonight at 3:50pm and I'd say there was maybe 20-25 people in there and they laughed twice. You heard me. Twice. That was an almost two hour movie, and the audience only laughed twice. Hell, I only laughed once, and it was at the end credits scene where Superman jokes that The Flash is off the team if he loses. That was the only genuine line that I heard out of this movie. It's so apparent that the studio was trying to course correct the film away from the drab, hopeless "vision" of Zack Snyder. It doesn't work. The humor misses by a mile because it's just so awkward. These versions of the heroes take themselves way too seriously, or the quips are directed at the wrong characters. Aquaman is introduced pretty much as a dumb dudebro with a devil-may-care attitude. His snarky dialogue is fine, but when you try to have Crazy Steve the focus of a joke, it falls flat since he's a killer and an asshole and the levity doesn't feel right. There's a little tingle on the back of your neck from how awkward it is when someone makes a joke and then there's this awkward silence afterward because the movie assumes you need a minute to laugh. No, movie. No. If you want a joke to land, you need either timing or context. Pointing out the fact that Crazy Steve wears a batsuit isn't inherently funny. You need context. The "I'm rich" line is a better example of a joke that should have landed, but didn't because it was in the trailer. That has context. That is humor. Just having The Flash say things out loud that he sees isn't funny. Having him be awkward around Crazy Steve isn't funny because the two of them don't know each other and Crazy Steve is mostly straight-faced and so the lines slide off of him like dung. Diana is a better example, as she gives off a very warm presence. For example, Cyborg remarking that Diana needed to keep the merman off him almost landed because the two of them have at least held a conversation and so it feels natural that he might finally make a joke around her. It also landed better because Diana is definitely the only one who appears to have a heart. Everything else is just a vain attempt to lighten the mood, but it just clashes with the deadly serious tone everything else is shot with.

-Not explaining the mythology. Jesus Christ. I'm one of those people who believes that you cannot make a film and just sneer at your audience and go, "Oh, just read the comics if you want to know what's going on!" No. You are not allowed to do that. Film is not an add on. In a film, you are charged with telling a comprehensive story with characters who develop and change over the course of their adventure. That is storytelling 101, and this movie utterly fails. It does just like Suicide Squad where it just starts throwing names at you and not telling you who anyone is with the assumption that "only comic book nerds are watching this anyway" or "well, there are only children watching and they don't care to know who everyone is, they just want to see things get smashed." Wrong. You are wrong. We don't know Steppenwolf, we don't know Darkseid, we don't Apocalypse, we don't know Lanterns, we don't know Atlantis, we don't know jackshit as an audience! And yet they just jam all these names down your throat and expect you to be able to pay attention when you have about ninety thousand questions in your head during the course of the fucking movie. Films should find common ground with the audience. Some mystery is good. Throwing in small cameos or references can feel like a nice garnish to the mythology, but this movie just glosses over everything and thinks it's fine. None of this stuff has been established aside from Krypton and Kryptonian technology. You're doing everyone a disservice by refusing to lay the foundation for the villain and the premise of the plot.

-The effects are mostly atrocious. Out of everything I've cited here, this makes the least amount of sense to me. This is WB, for God's sake. Time Warner. You have all the money in the fucking world and this is the best you can do? I mean, the Dark Knight trilogy alone should have you funded for every superhero movie for the next ten years, and yet we get Henry Cavill's Uncanny Valley mouth as a result of the childish fucking dispute over his mustache, we get CGI that looks like it's from the goddamn Spawn movie at times, and then every single thing is shot from an obvious green/blue room that it feels like the fucking Phantom Menace all over again. I never felt like anything they were doing was real. I mean, to me, it felt like the only set in the whole fucking movie was the Batcave. They are so obviously on a soundstage the entire time and none of the backgrounds blend, and they don't even bother with smaller things like having the wind blow or the colors change or the shadows move to trick your brain into accepting the CGI. Oh, and why Digi-Bat? I'm flabbergasted as to why 80% of Crazy Steve's scenes are digital. He's the non-powered team member. Why wasn't it just a stunt guy? Was Ben Affleck really that fat and lazy that he didn't want to do any fight scenes? It was like watching a freaking PlayStation 1 game whenever he fought someone. My guess is that this project got rushed after shooting and reshoots and so instead of going over the effects with a fine toothed comb and adding layers onto them so that the scenes felt real, they just gave up and only touched them up. Now, I'm not talking about things like Cyborg where it was a front and center integrated effect. Even though I still hate his design (to me, he looks like a Black Ken doll head on a Terminator body), I believed he was there and moving around. Aside from him, though? Nah, bruh. I didn't believe anyone was doing anything.

-The fight scenes were worthless. Again, I'm confused as to how this was even logistically possible. Let's recap: we've got a guy who can run faster than the speed of sound,  a dude who can swim on top of Great White Sharks and punch craters into the ocean floor, a kid who has rocket boots and an arm cannon, a woman who can deflect bullets and shoot sonic blasts with her bracelets, a guy who can shoot lasers, fly, use ice breath, run faster than a speeding bullet, and is stronger than anything ever, and lastly a man who knows every martial arts style known to man on top of having a belt with endless nifty gadgets on it. Put that all together. You should be shitting amazing fight scenes, and yet everything last one of them was bland and forgettable. The true lack of passion in the film is what is on display with these boring fight scenes. It's so repetitive. Aquaman throws his pitchfork. Wondy swings her sword or hits her bracelets together. Batman swings. Flash runs and pushes. Superman punches. That's it. Are you fucking kidding me? I can name about a thousand different cool scenarios that we could have seen with these unique powers, and yet we saw the same moves with no creativity to them. Want an example? I personally thought the Wonder Woman movie was just okay, but I at least commend them for using her agility and her invulnerability properly to create excellent visuals for how powerful and capable she is. She smashes. She grabs and throws and uses combat techniques that a warrior race would know. It is very clear when she fights that someone gave a shit and wanted to make you feel like you were a part of the action and to give you something stunning to look at. Granted, I wasn't stunned because I've seen better, but if Wonder Woman had come out in the 90's before I had seen better, then it would have blown my socks off. The JLA movie's fight scenes are tired as hell and like the movie itself, it feels like they are just checking shit off a list. It's an afterthought. There's so little effort involved, and it matches the overall tired tone I was getting out of it all. I want to believe in these heroes. I want to be dazzled by them. I want to be inspired by them. I want the feeling I used to get when I watched the Nolan trilogy--where I knew Bruce Wayne as a character and as a person and I knew his limitations and his passion and his drive, but I also know how and when he was gonna kick some ass and that I was going to be able to enjoy the different creative ways I got to watch him kick some ass. Justice League does not have any of that vigor or wonder or splendor to its fight scenes. They are as thoughtless and calculated as the rest of the movie felt. You want examples? Pop in the first few episodes of the Justice League animated series. I implore you to sit down and watch the way that the team came together, even though we had the history of Batman and Superman previously. Then I want you to move forward to Justice League Unlimited. Watch those. Watch how they use their powers and personalities to not only provide fun, colorful, exciting fight sequences, but how the chemistry between the team members enhances the urgency of the fight and the overall enjoyment of the fight. That's what this movie is missing.

I can write another five pages' worth of criticism, but when I boil everything down to a single point it is this--the Justice League movie is a rushed, soulless attempt to cash in by manipulating the fans into accepting the massive lowering of their standards in our post-Dark Knight Trilogy years of DC/WB.

And I am begging the fans who have done this, accepted this movie and put on blinders to its problems simply because you love DC and you want to say that they made a good movie, please stop it.

I'm not saying you're wrong for enjoying it. If you did, good for you. But what I want you to do is stop letting them play you in this fashion. Because that's what they're doing. They know your heart. They know you have characters that you love that you want to see on the silver screen because they are important to you for whatever reason, and so you are purposely ignoring massive flaws so that you can enjoy what they are sloppily slapping into your eyeballs. I'm saying that you deserve the effort. You are worth the effort of making a movie worthy of these heroes we all love so much. I just want you to know that. You deserve a movie where everyone has a storyline and is developed. You deserve a storyline where the plot makes sense and the team has chemistry and a reason to be a team in the first place. Don't lower your standards so that this movie glides above them. Hold it to the right standards and demand that they do better next time. Don't give them a passing grade. You do have other options. You have the animated films, you have the television shows, you have comic books by the bucketload, and you can make a difference and demand that the filmmakers do these characters justice (cue rimshot) by telling them that this movie is a disappointment and refraining from going to see it again or from buying the DVD. Money talks. Hollywood will laugh off reviews, but that box office shock gets them every time. After all, even though the jokes were last second and tacked on, the fact that we all hated BvS made them change something to try to course correct. You did that. You made a difference. And you can do it again. You can help force them to give you the movie you deserve. You should want that. You should want that for yourself and I want that for you as well.

So if you gotta fight me, fight me. Fine. I'll rebutt you to the ends of the earth if you feel the need to go that far. I'm not trying to trash a thing you love. I love it too and I want them to put some fucking effort into these films and make them as amazing as they should be.

Until that time...I guess come at me, bro.

[deansleather]

Macchiatto

Pairing: DeanxReader

Summary: You decide it’s time for Dean to try some of your “fancy” coffee. Of course, Dean can be quite picky, and sometimes it’s best to choose your battles. Sometimes.

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Word Count: 1042

Warnings: Not much! a wee pinch of angst, overall pretty flangsty

A/N: She’s baaaaaaack! After an out of the blue hiatus, I’m finally semi-active again! I figure a little Dean fic would make it up to you all. I haven’t written in three months, so I may be a little rusty. Still, I think this is pretty cute, so I hope you enjoy. And (have you missed hearing me say this all the time??) FEEDBACK IS SOOOOO VERY APPRECIATED!! EVEN JUST A LIKE!

“Adventure in life is good; consistency in coffee even better.” ― Justina Chen, North of Beautiful 

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"What the hell is a macchiato?”  

You stood hand in hand with Dean in front of a too-happy barista who awaited your orders pleasantly. Dean always teased you about your “fancy” coffee habit. You figured it was about time he gave it a try himself. Dean tended to stick to his ways; you figured with the havoc his life was filled with, he would take whatever consistency he could get. You were just glad you were a part of that comfort to him.             

 “Shh,” you replied, swatting at Dean’s arm gently. “Not so loud. It’s like a latte but not mixed up, I think.”             

“You’re paying two dollars more for them not to mix it?”             

You shrugged. “Essentially.”            

 “This is ridiculous,” he grumbled. Even with his perpetual grumpiness over the coffee that brought you so much joy, you couldn’t help but find him amusing.       

“You know,” you said gravely. “You should really try the Quad Grande, Non Fat, Extra Hot Caramel Macchiato Upside Down.”              

He looked at you, exasperated. “I don’t even know what half of those words mean. Why is it upside down? What does that change?”             

You laughed, fussing with his hair. You finally stepped up to the counter, and somehow the barista’s smile managed to get even larger.             

“We’ll take two black coffees, Grande.” You handed her a few crinkled dollars from your pocket and walked over to the counter to wait. Dean trailed after you, looking at you strangely.             

“What?” You had seen the look far too often on him; guilt.             

“Why did you do that? I thought we were trying your weird sideways cappuccino or whatever?”              

“Upside down macchiato,” you corrected, grabbing your coffees as they were served. You gave him one and clinked yours against it. “It just occurred to me that I haven’t ever tried coffee your way either.”              

He looked at your hands as you intertwined them once more, fussing with your scarf as you began your hike back to the bunker in the snow. It was just mid-November, and knowing how bad the winters could get in Kansas, you figured you better enjoy the snow while it was still something to appreciate.              

Dean was silent as you walked, and you took a moment to appreciate his features. He was so beautiful, obviously. Even the demons that attempted to kill him called him pretty. Yet he was so much more. He was strong and surprisingly kind and soft and loving. His gruff exterior was nearly impossible to break through at times, but when it finally fell apart, Dean was the most beautiful soul. You wished you could heal all the wounds he had stored through the years to make him so walled up. Not just the physical, but the mental especially. You knew that when Dean looked into a mirror, he saw none of what you did. You wished so bad to help him, and tried every day to let him know how beautiful he was to you.             

Finally, you couldn’t bear to see that brooding look on those pretty features any longer, and you stopped dead in your tracks. Lost in thought, he took a few steps forward without you until your hand tugged his back.             

 “What is it, Y/n? You alright?” he asked, the hunter in him coming out momentarily.              

“I wanted to ask you the same. What’s wrong?”             

“I’m fine, let’s just get home.” You gave him the look. You knew him too well to believe that, and you were tired of having to jump through hoops to get an honest answer.             

 “Dean,” you insisted, squeezing his hand tenderly.            

 “I just feel like sh-… like I should have tried your mocha latte or whatever. Look at our lives, how much I’ve made you change just to be with me. And I can’t even try a new kind of coffee for you? I’m a dick sometimes, but I shouldn’t be that way with you. Anyone but you.”                 

You smiled gently, taking a tiny step closer to him, the fogs of your breaths entwining as you did.             

“Dean, I have not regretted a single change in my life since I’ve met you. I know you think lowly of yourself but I have never loved anyone as much as I love you and I’ve never been as happy as I am with you. Screw all the hunting and the monsters; they’d exist whether I was with you or not. So, given the choice, you bet I’m facing this world with you beside me.”             

His said nothing, but his eyes were glazed. He took his hand from yours and placed it gently on your cheek, bringing your faces together for a sweet kiss. His lips were warm from his coffee, and they served as blankets for your chilled ones. You felt the blood surge to your skin as you leaned in instinctively. For a moment, it felt as if you were in a private little bubble, the hustle of the people walking around you on the sidewalks completely zoned out. Finally, you leaned back.              

You stroked his cheek gently, looking into his eyes. “Please don’t let yourself feel guilty for something as silly as coffee. Promise me.”             

With a small smile, he nodded. “I promise. And I promise that one of these days I’ll try a macabre or whatever.”             

“Macchiato. Sounds like a deal.” You smiled. “But I think it’s time for me to try this treacherously unexciting type of coffee.”             

Looking at him to gather strength, you took a deep breath and sipped the dark black coffee. Instantly, your face crinkled as if you had tasted a lemon.              

“Dear God, Dean. Is this coffee or a shot?” He laughed heartily at that, taking yours and throwing away his already empty cup. He placed his arm around your shoulder, starting to walk back towards the café.             

“Let’s get you your Macarena. On me this time.”             

 ‘It’s macchi- oh never mind.” You shook your head, letting him lead you back in a lazy stroll. Dean may never feel as beautiful as he is, but it was moments like these that you felt there was some hope. The snow slowly mounted on the ground around you, but you never felt cold, not with Dean holding you close.  

~~~~~~~~~

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[neubauje]

Ancient jewish puns

[3:59:44 AM] neubauje: lol you should have seen me today

[4:00:07 AM] neubauje: I went on a mini-rant about my "own" religion to my innocent bystander friends

[4:00:17 AM] neubauje: they didn't say a WORD

[4:00:32 AM] Spazfox: Fun times.

(this is where I would insert a line break if I knew how)

Nie, [25.04.17 13:56][throws cold ham at]

Randy Skayvage, [25.04.17 13:56]um

Nie, [25.04.17 13:57]Thats what im eating

Randy Skayvage, [25.04.17 13:57]what's ham made out of dumbass

Nie, [25.04.17 13:57]Pork, but last i checked you didnt eat kosher

Randy Skayvage, [25.04.17 13:57]bruh I haven't eaten pork in 10+ years

Nie, [25.04.17 13:58]Bruh you never told me that

Nie, [25.04.17 13:58]Just that you hated bacon

Randy Skayvage, [25.04.17 13:58]and what is bacon made of

Nie, [25.04.17 13:58]You can hate bacon without hating pork dumbass

Nie, [25.04.17 13:58]Dont try to guilt trip me for you not tellin me shit lol

Randy Skayvage, [25.04.17 13:59][ 😟 Sticker ]

Doom, [25.04.17 13:59]Funny story that shows my Spanish has clearly deteriorated. So I'm at a cafe and they have 'pata' for sale and I'm like 'ah, a duck sandwich. I fucking love duck I'll have it'. So there I am happily eating my sandwich and my mum pops back from some sort of appointment and she's like 'you know that's pig's foot right?'. Pata means foot. Pato is duck.

Nie, [25.04.17 14:00]LOL

Doom, [25.04.17 14:00]I was wondering why it was so fatty and stringy

Nie, [25.04.17 14:01]well now you know you like the taste of pata

Nie, [25.04.17 14:01]Maybe not the texture though

neubauje, [25.04.17 14:23]I don't prefer most pork things, but I'll eat it if that's what's for lunch iykwim

neubauje, [25.04.17 14:23]Keeping kosher is waaay too much trouble in america

neubauje, [25.04.17 14:24]And I do like a good cheeseburger

Randy Skayvage, [25.04.17 14:24]pork is the easiest to avoid so that's what I cut out

Randy Skayvage, [25.04.17 14:24]but you'll pry my cheese and meat tacos from my cold dead hands

neubauje, [25.04.17 14:24]What about shrimp and catfish

Randy Skayvage, [25.04.17 14:24]never been a fan of seafood

neubauje, [25.04.17 14:25]Well there you go

neubauje, [25.04.17 14:25]What I always found ridiculous about keeping kosher is the "building a wall around the torah" aspect... When they build a wall around the wall and then a wall around that wall

neubauje, [25.04.17 14:27]Like they take the line "don't boil a calf in its mother's milk" and instead of taking away "hey maybe we shouldn't be unnecessarily cruel and thoughtless to animals" they ended up with "don't mix milk with meat"

neubauje, [25.04.17 14:27]Including chicken meat, which doesn't even lactate??

neubauje, [25.04.17 14:27]Noooo problem mixing chicken meat with eggs though

neubauje, [25.04.17 14:28]As for which animals are/are not kosher? Totally arbitrary. They were based on classifications at a time when bats were still considered birds

Randy Skayvage, [25.04.17 14:29]Not necessarily. If you consider it in terms of which foods would/wouldn't spoil quickly or have the potential to be dangerous health-wise.

neubauje, [25.04.17 14:29]At the time? Maybe. These days, no longer relevant

neubauje, [25.04.17 14:30]But that's all the ranting about my own religion that I have time for right now I got to be going to work

[4:04:25 AM] neubauje: do NOT feel obligated to read all that

[4:04:31 AM] neubauje: the top bit is mostly for context

[4:04:55 AM] neubauje: as it turns out, I still silently hold a grudge against my more conservative family members

[4:06:39 AM] neubauje: the reasonings they give for still being as observant as they are have always seemed like indoctrinated bullshit based mostly in faith and tradition

[4:07:03 AM] neubauje: like, I GET tradition? as in, a way to spiritually connect with your ancestors? but like... there's a line, yo.

[4:07:16 AM] neubauje: and faith, I just have zero patience for

[4:07:33 AM] Spazfox: It's almost like rules dreamed up in the bronze age and sold as being holy are kinda dumb. :P

[4:07:45 AM] neubauje: almost!!

[4:07:56 AM] Spazfox: Bats are birds, ya know.

[4:08:02 AM] neubauje: -_-

[4:10:37 AM] neubauje: so do I consider myself jewish? kinda. if one can be a secular jew, that's what I am. in the spirit of understanding and acknowledging my ancestry, I learn the history, I learn the rules and the reasons, I learn the Hebrew. but I make my own decisions and lifestyle from there thank you very much.

[4:10:51 AM] neubauje: and honestly, if you ask me, the best parts of Judaism are all about that kind of mindset anyway

[4:31:28 AM] neubauje: aha, after doing some more research on the passage in question, I see now that there are TWO words in the "birds not to eat" section which both have very little context elsewhere in the torah... so scholars are pretty much guessing that at least one of them means "bat" but they aren't sure which one, and what the other one would be

[4:31:53 AM] neubauje: that's the trouble with dead languages :/

[4:32:28 AM] neubauje: I wanna know how they managed to figure out what the Hebrew word for "hyrax" was... I don't recall there ever being any other context for a hyrax

[4:32:57 AM] Spazfox: You know, somebody should come up with a method for working out how the world actually functions instead of just using guesswork and folk wisdom.

[4:33:07 AM] neubauje: you mean science?

[4:33:16 AM] Spazfox: Something like that.

[4:35:53 AM] neubauje: yeah basically this whole chapter reads like a beginner's guide to virology

[4:36:08 AM] neubauje: they even mention carcasses falling into earthenware which must then be shattered

[4:36:20 AM] neubauje: because it won't air out like clothing or wooden vessels will

[4:36:36 AM] neubauje: they were TRYING to science, they just weren't very good at it yet

[4:37:51 AM] Spazfox: Yeah, it kinda took people a while.

[4:38:11 AM] Spazfox: And, like, books and stuff.

[4:39:01 AM] neubauje: yeeeahhhh about four or five thousand years, give or take

[4:48:09 AM] neubauje: oh my god are you kidding me

http://thetorah.com/meat-and-milk-origins-in-the-text/

[4:48:24 AM] neubauje: okay so the milk and meat thing? turns out it has nothing to do with cooking at all

[4:48:34 AM] neubauje: it's just a turn of phrase for "hey don't procrastinate"

[4:48:42 AM] Spazfox: HA!

[4:49:17 AM] neubauje: even the guys looking at it in the second context have completely missed that it STILL works as "hey don't procrastinate" just a little more of a pun based on what they were saying not to procrastinate about

[4:50:00 AM] neubauje: (which was don't WAIT until the animal has already died before you eat it, make sure it dies by your hand... because illness is a thing that might have killed it)

[4:50:27 AM] neubauje: omfg

[4:50:32 AM] neubauje: I just... I can't anymore

[4:50:44 AM] neubauje: the ancient jews made a fucking pun

[4:50:55 AM] neubauje: and people are like "hurr durr no more cheeseburgers"

[axecop--moved]

Mercury n Essen. All

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Mercury

1: What's your OCs favorite color?Blue? I wanna say blue. That’s so generic tho omg.

2: Where does your OC work?UHM. He used to work as an intern at a lab by his hometown, and then he got a gig as a head scientist at one of the most powerful labs in the region, and then he became the head of an evil organization. Long story short.... He’s a scientist.

3: What's your OCs favorite food?What the fuck do they even eat in pokemon??? Berries??? Vegetables?? Slowpoke tails?? Macarons?

4: Does your OC prefer paper or plastic?I dont know?? Pokemon>? ? ??

5: How old is your OC?He’s 19 when the story starts... and i wanna say he’s 30 when he’s the head of the evil organization but like what the fuck Cyrus is 27 and he leads Team Galactic?? Shit boi I don’t even know. The story starts with Mercury at 19 tho.

6: Does your OC have any supernatural powers?Uh. No but for an hour or so of his life he literally had the powers of God.

7: Is your OC in a relationship?He WAS. yea. Good Times. He dated Essen.

8: What are some of your OCs strengths?SUPER FUCKING SMART and EXTREMELY passionate. Will always achieve his goals and is such a hard worker and can persevere through any situation without giving up.

9: What are some of your OCs weaknesses?He values his work and research over evrything else and can be very reckless because of it. He will (and does) literally leave everything in order to achieve what he wants to do.

10: What is your OCs favorite outfit?Mercury has no fuckin care in the world about what he wears.

11: What is your OCs spirit animal????? arceus.

12: Is your OC sexually active?this is a pokemon story.

13: What is your OCs earliest memory?His parents giving him his skitty!

14: Does your OC have a cell phone? If so, what kind?Uh... Xtransceiver I guess?

15: What makes your OC angry?When people belittle him or don’t put any faith or care about what it is he’s doing. He had to go through a lot of shit for his research.

16: When is your OCs favorite time of year?He doesn’t care... This boy is such a shut-in he never goes outside.

17: How long can your OC hold their breath?A Long Time. Probably well over a minute.

18: What kind of underwear does your OC wear?I dont??? Know???

19: Does your OC prefer plaid or polka dots?Plaid???

20: What's your OCs favorite kind of pizza?Veggie

21: Who is your OCs best friend?His delcatty!

22: Has your OC ever killed someone?I wouldn’t be surprised if he did fnhebwiwfeuj

23: Whats your OCs biggest secret?HOOO BOY he secretly used to do awful experimentation on pokemon before he got found out

24: What does your OC smell like?A chemistry classroom. 

25: What time of year does your OC prefer?He doesn’t care he never goes outside.

26: Is your OC a human or an animal? (or something else idk)He’s a human! 

27: What languages does your OC speak?English ig? Since the region he’s in is based heavily off of California.

28: Does your OC like anime?No?

29: Can your OC swim?No

30: What does your OC choose to do about the, er, hair down there?This is a pokemon story, Janice.

31: Does your OC believe in fairies?Fairy pokemon are in fact a thing that exist.

32: Did your OC go to college? What did they major in?I don’t think pokemon has college? He did go to a trainer school but was not interested at all in the “trainer pokemon adventuring” aspect of it.

33: Are your OCs parents dead?No 

34: Is your OC religious?He is religious in himself. He convinces himself that he’s God at a certain point.

35: How flexible is your OC?Very

36: What turns your OC on?Janice!! This is a pokemon story!!

37: What was your OCs first word?I dont know?? mama/??

38: Does your OC have any pets?He has a Delcatty! and like... a pokemon team I haven’t developed yet.

39: Who is your OCs biggest enemy?All those assholes who undermined him and didn’t think his research would amount to anything becausE LOOK WHERE HE IS NOW BITCHES! HE CAN KILL ALL OF YOU.

40: What is the craziest thing your OC has done?OHDUEG. RUN AND LEAD AN EVIL ORGANIZATION SOLEY FOR THE REASON OF SPLICING AND COMBINING GENES TO CREAT THE ULTIMATE SPECIES AND EVEN GOES AS FAR AS TO TRY AND MERGE HIMSELF WITH AN ALL-POWERFUL LIFE-CREATING SPECIES.

41: What is your OCs motto about life?Life’s gonna beat u up so u gotta like study and shit so that you can own it.

42: Does your OC drink coffee or tea?Coffee. A lot of coffee.

43: Who is your OCs biggest hero?Himself :3c

44: What color eyes does your OC have?Green? 

45: Does your OC like reading?Yes, immensely. 

46: Is your OC loyal?Uhhh. I would say yeah but he literally ditched the love of his life so that he could pursue in his research.

47: Does your OC tolerate violence?Yeah. He gets violent himself.

48: What social class is your OC from?Pokemon is a communist society. (i dont fucking know)

49: What country was your OC born in?The region I made up for him.

50: Does your OC cry easily?Noyes?? He doesn’t have good control over his emotions and he’s emotionally unstable. Half of it is him not even being able to cry and half of it is probably nonstop waterworks.

51: What is your OCs favorite genre of music?Opening up his windows and hearing the very nice, soothing sound of Kricketunes’ nonstop DELE-DELE-DELE-DELE-WOOoOoOOooOOOOP

52: How does your OC feel about insects?He likes bug type pokemon ig.

53: What is your OCs sexual orientation?Bisexual and crying.

54: Does your OC smoke?No

55: What gender is your OC?Male

56: What kind of clothes does your OC wear?Worn out clothes. He throws on whatever. 

57: Would you call your OC adventurous?Nope.

58: Is your OC introverted or extroverted?Introverted.

59: What is the first thing that someone would notice about your OC?His hair is so fucking long and he’s so... He looks so not taken care of...

60: Does your OC enjoy nature?He wouldn’t know if he does.___________________________

Essen1: What's your OCs favorite color?Earthy green.

2: Where does your OC work?He’s a member of the Elite 4, and this region that basically means that he looks over the defense and justice of the region and he also oversees and determines the fundings of all the scientific facilities.

3: What's your OCs favorite food?I dont know,,, what people eat in pokemon,,, like are they all vegetarian??? I know they eat slowpoke tails but like????

4: Does your OC prefer paper or plastic??????

5: How old is your OC?Bruh I don’t know. He’s in his 20s for a good part of the story.

6: Does your OC have any supernatural powers?Nah man

7: Is your OC in a relationship?He was extremely committed to Mercury until shit hit the fan.

8: What are some of your OCs strengths?Really cool guy honestly. Super skilled trainer that can bring out the most potential from his pokemon and he comes off as just really trusting and he has super good judgement... He kinda needs to be a strong guy since he kind of takes part of overseeing a huge part of the region.

9: What are some of your OCs weaknesses?You know what?????? He loved Mercury so fucking much I can’t even express this enough it’s super lame and honestly that made him blind to a lot of things.

10: What is your OCs favorite outfit?UHM. It’s actually a rule in the Elite 4 that you need to wear an outfit that establishes and matches your theme. So Essen wears a pilot hat w/ goggles, a leather bomber jacket, aviator pants, and boots. So basically he dresses like a pilot. But he also has this falconry glove on his right arm.

11: What is your OCs spirit animal?bird

12: Is your OC sexually active?JANICE!!!

13: What is your OCs earliest memory?Sitting at his window, watching a flock of pokemon take flight and feeling an overwhelming sense of inspiration.

14: Does your OC have a cell phone? If so, what kind?xtransceiver????

15: What makes your OC angry?

16: When is your OCs favorite time of year?Summer and spring! It’s usually when his pokemon are most active!

17: How long can your OC hold their breath?A while I guess? He flies at high altitudes so he’s used to having to control and regulate his breathing.

18: What kind of underwear does your OC wear?I don’t!! fucking know!!

19: Does your OC prefer plaid or polka dots?Plaid.?? I don’t think I’ve ever picked polka dots for this question.

20: What's your OCs favorite kind of pizza?suhBFWIDWBHJE PINEAPPLE.

21: Who is your OCs best friend?The other members of the Elite 4. 

22: Has your OC ever killed someone?nO

23: Whats your OCs biggest secret?I don’t... think he has one. I don’t know man it’s pokemon.

24: What does your OC smell like?Leather, dust, and like birds.

25: What time of year does your OC prefer?Summer and Spring.

26: Is your OC a human or an animal? (or something else idk)Human

27: What languages does your OC speak?English. idk.

28: Does your OC like anime?No????

29: Can your OC swim?Yes

30: What does your OC choose to do about the, er, hair down there?J A N I C E

31: Does your OC believe in fairies?yEah fairies exist in pokemon. 

32: Did your OC go to college? What did they major in?No college in pokemon idk. Uhm I guess Essen would be the equivalent to a pokemon ornithologist  though!

33: Are your OCs parents dead?NO

34: Is your OC religious?Arceus?

35: How flexible is your OC?Not very.. 

36: What turns your OC on?no!!!!!!!!!!!

37: What was your OCs first word???//

38: Does your OC have any pets?He owns a ranch that kind of doubles as a sanctuary for bird pokemon. So he has many pets.

39: Who is your OCs biggest enemy?jdhinriwruirfihn there was a point in time where the answer of this would’ve been Mercury but guess where my gay ass put them now.

40: What is the craziest thing your OC has done?Essen is so fucking cray. Like he has such a sappy and lame theme. He rides his pokemon while he’s in battle because he wants to show whoever he’s battling that having trust in your pokemon is the #1 priority. Homeboy has almost been killed while battling 10 year olds several times.

41: What is your OCs motto about life?I dont know. Follow your dreams.

42: Does your OC drink coffee or tea?Coffee. Him and Mercury just drink multiple pots of coffee everyday. 

43: Who is your OCs biggest hero?His dad.

44: What color eyes does your OC have?Brown????

45: Does your OC like reading?Indifferent to it. 

46: Is your OC loyal?hahah yeah. Very.

47: Does your OC tolerate violence?No. I mean aside from pokemon battles fhufijweufwf.

48: What social class is your OC from?i dont know

49: What country was your OC born in?The region I made up.

50: Does your OC cry easily?Probably,,, he’s a fluffy boy,,

51: What is your OCs favorite genre of music?i dont know

52: How does your OC feel about insects?he can beat them UP with his bird pokemon.

53: What is your OCs sexual orientation?Gay?

54: Does your OC smoke?No

55: What gender is your OC?Male

56: What kind of clothes does your OC wear?Outside of his pilot get-up he just wears your typical jeans and a T-shirt?? I’m so uncreative sue me.

57: Would you call your OC adventurous?Hell yeah.

58: Is your OC introverted or extroverted?Extroverted.

59: What is the first thing that someone would notice about your OC?He’s so fucking cool and he’s like one of the top celebrities of the region.

60: Does your OC enjoy nature? Yes. Immensely.