#had help tuning his motorbike

[pslwithsoymilk]

what i have learned from my incredibly extroverted brother, is that you get a lot if youre bold enough to just,, ask

[demonic0angel]

An anger management idea

Danny wanted to strangle Ghostwriter. Being subjected to participate in a yearly Christmas story was one thing, but this was over the line. In no universe would he be okay with Jazz staring as the main love interest in the Christmas hallmark story Ghostwriter orchestrated.

(Sorry it took me so long, my tryhard self decided to make a rhyme 💀 read the dialogue to the tune of ‘A Visit from St. Nicholas’. Every ‘;’ is a new line of the poem, but the full poem is below.)

Jazz hummed and danced around cheerfully. She was trying on skirts and outfits, with Danny miserably tapping away on a phone without any notifications. As she twirled in front of her mirror, she said, “It’s the day before Christmas, there’s so much holiday cheer; I’m meeting up with a boy today, I haven’t had a date in years!”

Danny scowled fiercely and looked up from his phone. “He better be perfect, and treat you with care; Or I’ll sic Dan and Dani on him, see if he dares!”

Jazz giggled. “You don’t need to worry, I’ll be careful, little bro; He’s the most charming boy I’ve ever met, I can’t wait to go!”

Danny rubbed at his forehead, seething. A few days ago, he had accidentally pissed off the Ghostwriter again, who had cursed him again to teach him some holiday cheer. Now everyone was forced to rhyme and even worse, because Danny had been handling the Ghost Zone, he had been unable to prevent Jazz from being asked out by some asshole with a motorbike named Jason.

It was infuriating! Hadn’t she learned her lesson about bad boys on bikes?!

“This damn, stupid curse, I’ll kill the Ghostwriter…” Danny grumbled. “If I didn’t have to rhyme, I would’ve been beside her; To stop her from meeting that boy just a few days ago; And now she’s off to a date, a date on Christmas Eve, she goes!; Away from my family, leaving me all alone; He’s the worst! The absolute worst! He had better atone!”

Jazz turned, a small and sad smile on her face as she caught the last words of his rhyme. “Oh, Danny, I promise it’ll be okay.” She perked up with a new idea. “You can come with me! It’ll be a fun day!”

Danny stared at her in horror. Come with her? To her date?!

“No thanks! I don’t care! This is the worst month ever!; I don’t care if you go, I’d rather be lonely forever!”

Jazz sat on her bed beside him, smiling softly. “Danny, I understand. But it’ll be Christmas soon and you shouldn’t be by yourself; Come with me and Jason, we’ll buy you every toy on the shelves!; We’ll drink chocolate and eat cake; Watch movies and go ice skate!; Jason wouldn’t care, he’s kind like that; You won’t be a third wheel, we can all chitchat!; I promise you, he’s nice and just a great guy; You’ll have a great time, and I don’t speak lies!”

Danny struggled to think, trying to imagine it. He wanted to go with her. Everyone else was busy with their own things, so all he had this week was his sister with him. And everything she said sounded really appealing.

Eventually, he conceded. “… fine, but you can’t leave me behind; You said you’d buy me toys and you promised he’d be kind.”

Jazz cheered. “I promise, I promise! Oh, I can’t wait!; For later today, for me and my date!; With a boy that I like and my favorite brother too; This will be the best Christmas ever, I promise you!”

Danny huffed but couldn’t help but smile. He swore to himself softly, “Fine. I hope that you’re happy; If he makes you sad, he better run quickly; Because even if I hate Christmas, you’re still my sister; So Jason better be nice, or he’ll know why they call me a trickster!”

(Full poem below)

“It’s the day before Christmas, there’s so much holiday cheer

I’m meeting up with a boy today, I haven’t had a date in years!”

“He better be perfect, and treat you with care,

Or I’ll sic Dan and Dani on him, see if he dares!”

“You don’t need to worry, I’ll be careful, little bro.

He’s the most charming boy I’ve ever met, I can’t wait to go!”

“This damn, stupid curse, I’ll kill the Ghostwriter…

If I didn’t have to rhyme, I would’ve been beside her…

To stop her from meeting that boy just a few days ago

And now she’s off to a date, a date on Christmas Eve, she goes!

Away from my family, leaving me all alone

He’s the worst! The absolute worst! He had better atone!”

“Oh, Danny, I promise it’ll be okay.

You can come with me! It’ll be a fun day!”

“No thanks! I don’t care! This is the worst month ever!

I don’t care if you go, I’d rather be lonely forever!”

“Danny, I understand. But it’ll be Christmas soon and you shouldn’t be by yourself

Come with me and Jason, we’ll buy you every toy on the shelves!

We’ll drink chocolate and eat cake

Watch movies and go ice skate!

Jason wouldn’t care, he’s kind like that.

You won’t be a third wheel, we can all chitchat!

I promise you, he’s nice and just a great guy

You’ll have a great time, and I don’t speak lies!”

“… fine, but you can’t leave me behind

You said you’d buy me toys and you promised he’d be kind”

“I promise, I promise! Oh, I can’t wait!

For later today, for me and my date!

With a boy that I like and my favorite brother too,

This will be the best Christmas ever, I promise you!”

“Fine. I hope that you’re happy.

If he makes you sad, he better run quickly

Because even if I hate Christmas, you’re still my sister

So Jason better be nice, or he’ll know why they call me a trickster!”

[bullet-prooflove]

Robert Sawyer + motorbike 🏍️ red wine🍷full moon 🌕

Tagging: @kmc1989 @callsignrookie @elenavampire21 @jesuiskristine

Companion piece to:

Stop Thinking - Robert needs to stop thinking and start doing.

ASMR (NSFW) - Listening to you is like ASMR for Robert's dick.

Rose - Robert has a new tattoo.

Delayed Dratification - Robert doesn't like to wait.

There’s a full moon out tonight, it’s something Robert’s very aware of because Kingstown, it gets a little wild around this time of the month. The residents just can’t seem to help themselves. There’s been fourteen domestic disturbances already and its barely gone ten pm. It’s going to be a busy night.

He’s currently sitting at his desk reviewing the strategy outcomes for the raids they’ve set up over the next couple of days. There’s seven of them in total, all Aryan stash houses because the fuckers are trying to upset the balance by claiming a little more territory and frankly they can’t have that, not unless they want a war on their hands.

On the corner of his desk the radio chirps away and he listens to it with half an ear. On nights when you’re on shift he likes to tune in, take the temperature of the streets, make sure everything’s running smoothly. He finds it reassuring to hear your voice amidst the chaos, every check in with soothes him because it lets him know that you’re ok, that nothing’s happened to you out there.

“Dispatch show us on rest break at Don’s Diner.” You say over the radio and he can imagine you leaning against the car as Ian hurries inside because that guy, he has a prostate the size of a watermelon. “You need us to pick anything up?”

“A bottle of red wine I can neck while I’m dealing with all this bullshit.” Delilah the Dispatcher huffs back.

“Tell me about it.” You respond and he can practically see your eyeroll. “I had to chase a- Dispatch Standby.”

There’s something about the way you say it that makes Robert look up from his paperwork, an edge to your voice. Your finger is still on the button transmitting, intentional he thinks because you know Ian’s on the john. It’s clear that something’s spooked you.

Boom! Boom!

Two gunshots ring out, clear as day and Robert’s already in motion, throwing on his tactical vest as the roar of a motorcycle echoes over the speaker before the transmission is abruptly cut off.

It’s twenty seconds later that the call out goes over the radio and Robert can hear the panic in Ian’s voice as he screams over the airwaves.

“Officer down. I repeat officer down! Rose has been hit.”

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[glitcheslikeslego]

Show Me Your Moves! (Chapter 14)

AO3 STORY

WE'RE ALL CAUGHT UP WITH THE AO3 STORY! From this point on in the story, the chapters will be uploaded on here and AO3 on the same days :)

Chapter 14 : Return

Return deals damage and has no secondary effects. It has more power the more friendship the user has.

The Calabash.

Oh how you worried for MK’s mental state.

The thought of Mei ‘confessing’ to MK made you cringe.

When Sandy called you earlier, panicking that MK was missing, you tried to calm him down and explain that MK was most likely okay, but that didn’t help very much.

Instead of opening up shop like normal, Sandy decided to take the day off with his therapy cats and you went to Pigsy’s restaurant for the first time. Upon your arrival, Mei threw herself into you. “You’re okay!”

“Yeah, I’m fine? What happened? I heard MK went missing.”

“He just went on a delivery and never came back! We don’t know the specifics.” Tang explained as Pigsy was grumbling at his counter.

“I’m sure he’s fine. MK is super OP, right? He’ll be fine.” You comforted Mei by patting her head. 

Mei’s muffled “I guess…” Barely reached your ears, and she just shoved her face in your shoulder as she sulked.

Despite Pigsy being obviously irritated that MK hasn’t returned, he still looked really worried and stressed, same with Tang, who’s been chewing the same noodles for longer than he normally would.

You patted Mei on the head and pushed her off yourself and approached Pigsy. “Hey, I said MK would be okay, you just need to trust in him.”

You could hear a quiet voice in the back of your head shout out “hypocrite!” at you. Pigsy sighed. “Ugh I know, but seeing these orders stack up and him not answering my calls still worries me.”

You contemplated for a moment before taking the food into your arms. “I can do it.” You offered. They all looked at you in surprise, and Pigsy thought it over carefully.

“It can give me a good chance to try and look for MK too!” You added, and with that, Pigsy immediately agreed to it.

Mei, with the proposition that you could deliver things for Pigsy and keep a lookout for MK, immediately agreed to drive you around on her motorbike to help you. You spent the next few hours looking for the successor, but to no avail.

And while that was a total flop, it wasn’t all bad, as you ended up coming face to face with an orange cat, and was rescued by the little girl who owned it as her mother thanked you for the delivery.

You felt a cool dread in your gut.

Mei continued driving you around the entire city, even after you were all finished to look for MK, but he still hasn’t come up yet.

Just how long is he stuck in there for?

You and Mei return to Pigsy’s MK-less, both of you being tired from all the driving around, and Mei was sulking even more.

Pigsy and Tang looked at you questioningly, only to deflate again when you shook your head no. 

“I don’t get it. Where is that kid?” Pigsy growled in frustration. 

And speak of the devil and he shall appear. 

Or in this case, the Monkie man. 

In the entrance to Pigsy’s was MK, still slightly frazzled from the Calabash and holding his staff in his hands. 

“MK!” You and Mei exclaim in relief, and Pigsy storms up to him. 

“Where have you been!? You’re lucky those two volunteered to pull your weight for you!” And while he didn’t say it, you could tell Pigsy was relieved that MK was okay. 

And on cue, MK started crying in happiness that Pigsy was normal and not the fake one. 

You decided to tune him out a bit, just glad that everyone isn’t stressed that he was missing anymore. 

And you were startled when everyone began yelling at him. Mainly startled because Mei had screamed loud and it hurt. 

You snapped your lego claw the best you could next to where your ear would be and when you confirmed you still had your hearing, you approached MK and gave him a side hug. “I knew you’d be okay. What happened anyway?”

He shuddered. “Something that I don’t want happening ever again.” 

You nodded as the three continued yelling at MK and decided to be one with the moment, not ready to make another moment like this sour with your cynical thoughts of what’s to come in the near future. 

5 episodes done, 5 more to go…

… dammit brain. 

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[dragon-business]

Y0 antagonists ratings/opinions

Mister(s) Shakedown(s) + Amon

Didn't get to Amon in Y0, because we didn't finish these quests. One of the few that we didn't do in full, actually. Didn't seem as fun at the moment. Amon gets a pass, because he gets more screen time in later games. 

Evilness: 4/10 robbing people is bad, I heard Forgetability: 7/10 hard to forget, when Amons are in each game Iconic level: friend of a mutual tells me they’re cool/10 memes Free slot: ????too hard to get through to the good parts

2. Helicopter-car chases

These sequences was pure torture. My hands were cramped even when I wasn't holding the controller. Every minute lasted an hour. The fucking bazookas? Infuriating. Worst survival horror game.

Evilness: 9/10 fuck this shit, let me out of the car Forgetability: 1/10 still feel the cramps .__, Iconic level: 0.5/10 “look, just like in the movies, right?” Free slot: 1,5/10 on enjoyment scale 

3. Cult leader from the substory

Pretty funny scam artist, all the later games character development got him on the list. We love us a lil fucked up reoccurring character.

Evilness: 8/10 doing terrible things to vulnerable people Forgetability: 4/10 forgot about him each time until the next appearance Iconic level: 4/10 will never forget that dance Free slot: retirement home for one million years for the grandpa

4. Dojima captain guy 1

????????

Evilness: 7/10 he’s a yakuza, after all, he’s done some bad stuff, probably Forgetability: 10/10 who? Iconic level: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Free slot: forgot he existed

5. Dojima captain guy 2

Purple suit guy with the boxing/dancing ring in the basement was pretty fab. He gets extra points for the drip. Otherwise idk what he- wait he saved Majima that one time? Huh. You keep learning things.

Evilness: 7/10 normal yakuza guy doing yakuza things Forgetability: 9/10 I know he was there, I guess Iconic level: 3/10 purple suit points Free slot: purple suit, that’s all I remember

6. Kuze

First fight with him was pretty tough. And then he just kept coming back, again and again. With desperate determination. And Kiryu got stronger and stronger between each encounter. And Kuze stayed on the same level, just looking more and more beat up. And that's amazing storytelling through game mechanics, but also really iconic, ngl. 

I mean, man rode a dang motorbike in the sewers. He got the motorbike in the sewers, positioned it in the right spot to start the chase (did he get help for that?), and then rode it down there, through the nasty Kamurocho pipes, hunting down an annoying twunk like a medieval baron chasing a boar. All this while already beat up by said twunk. And he gets beaten again. Rolling in that sweet sewage water in his bandages. 

Evilness: 6/10 he’s out there vibing to his own tunes Forgetability: 1/10 he Will Not Let You Forget about him, even if you’d want to Iconic level: 8/10 meme icon Free slot: he seemed like real threat at the start, but by the chase in the sewers he was our pal, our failmate bro, all the respect to his dedication o7; 4/10 on actual fights and smartness

7. Kashiwagi 

He's on the list for what he did to Nishiki. Just sent the brother of his son to kill, uhh, his son. Just like that. Like, I get that he had his reasons, he really thought he was doing good, he thought he's saving Kiryu from suffering. Because of course it is all about Kiryu and what he supposedly (probably) (maybe) needs.

Evilness: 7/10 good intentions on the way down Forgetability: 0.5/50 look at him slurping cold noodles in his first scene, he’s stealing the show Iconic level: 7.5/10, again, look at the man eating noodles like a dad Free slot: 2/10 top tier dad, bless. 

8. Sagawa

He's such a masterfully done abuser. Partially because he acts so nice. But there's always an unnerving feeling underneath it.

He only resorts to violence when everything's gone to shit. But it always feels like he's capable of it at any moment. It's like a rock constantly looming over, waiting to drop.

Evilness: 8.5/10 on the creep scale, very good for the story Forgetability: 2/10 he’s in your walls, he owns your walls, your balls, and your paycheck Iconic level: 6/10 smartly dressed Free slot: 1/10 as a person, would deck him on sight; thank g-d Majima's away from him now

9. Shimano

Smart, playing the long game, but really, in Y0 he seemed smarter than he is. 

Long distance threat to Majima's safety, the threat he has trouble seeing as one. And that's the real kicker, that's the horror of it all – Majima striving to get back in the family, back under Shimano's thumb in his self-destructive last mission quest. Majima deciding to come back/stay even after the Hole, after y0, Majima getting so close to freedom but not being able to grasp it, and rationalising staying near Shimano for years, rebelling, but never separating in full.

And Shimano perfectly understands the power he has over Majima, and is always ready to use it. To break him at a moment's notice, if it will be useful for his plans. And this is way more uncomfortable and terrifying than Sagawa's brand of underlying threat.

Evilness: 12/10 made us start the “save Majima” movement Forgetability: 0/100 burned into my brain in the worst way possible Iconic level: 3/7 fashion sense is kinda bland, but he does have a presence Free slot: again, would deck on sight, but still – amazing character writing, very cool points for Majima’s story

10. Oda

Big oof moment, amaright?..

Such a fascinating character. He's not stereotypical, and has a compelling, layered personality, which is amazing for a gay man in the big hit game. But also. Ooof. Such a big oooof.

But, surprisingly in this day and age, it's not being gay that made him a piece of trash awful man who died. He was all that on his own, it was just his shit finally catching up to him in the end. And the love for Tachibana was actually his saving grace in life, a point of growth as a person (albeit small). So not denying him that, no. Even one-sided, it made him more human. 

Idk if writers did all that on purpose, but these points felt very distinct in the story.

It's fascinating how Oda's character is a (terrible) person first, and he just happens to be gay. But also, him being gay is ultimately important. We played y0 before all the gay shows took over the screens, and this storyline hit us like a train. Can tell you a lot about the state of queer media at the time.

– Me, after we've met Oda: hehe, he totally has it for the boss The plot: 

– Me, after seeing them interact on screen: hehe, Tachibana is making him suffer :3c Me, when plot: .___.

Evilness: 9.5/10 the 0.5 is from his love for Tachibana  Forgetability: -100/10 I lay awake at night thinking about this bitch Iconic level: 1000/5 look at him, man’s shining Free slot: Bidoof

11. Nishitani

Hated him at the start, because he's a creepy cat, because of the noises, and also because of that one slide on the ground with the knife wiggle, you know the one. Unironically love him now, because the world out there is full of far worse people, and he sure did his attempt at surviving it.

(He totally crawled away at the end, no body no finale, I stan by this)

Evilness: 7/10 he's pretty fucked up, ngl, bringing corpses to Majima like a stray cat Forgetability: -10/10 lives rent free in everyone's head Iconic level: 9/10 man's been on the screen the least but made an impression of a lifetime (on all of us, and on Majima) Free slot: yet another normal cat that everyone think is a "mad dog"; honorary Knife Guy

12. Dojima

Organized a wholeass hunt for Kiryu, got Makoto shot, planned a big power grab, put it all on the table… and lost it all. To Sera.

Respecting him for the effort, he didn't let us rest once. Not respecting what his drinking (and other life choices) made him into later, but even before that I struggle to see what Yayoi saw in him. Apart from maybe her being a young girl from a yakuza family that arranged a political marriage for her when she wasn't even 20 yet. And there is a story here that can be very interesting, like, did you know that (according to rggo) at this exact time Sera was a student that was often arrested on protests? In this essay I will-

Evilness: solid 8/10 he do be scheming Forgetability: 1/10 dragon of who, you say? (Kiryu is very much the dragon of Daigo by this point, but yeah) Iconic level: 5/10 dressed good and has big presence, but derails down the line to a total (not hot) mess, so no respect  Free slot: you know, right? Daigo is totally Seras' so- *gets gutted by Yayoi*

13. Knife guy

When Kiryu went through his (and ours) first Long Building™️ to get to the (first) fight with Kuze, we encountered Him. The guy with the knife. 

It was already tough going through room after room of generic enemies when Kiryu wasn't that strong yet, and we weren't that skilled with the controls. And the Knife Guy was the first recurring enemy, a small mini-boss with a stabby knife that would bleed us dry and leave us savescumming. And he kept coming back. Again, and again, and again, and-

Before Kuze. Before Majima Everywhere. Before everything. There was an unkillable lil freak with a knife that just wouldn't quit until you literally threw him out of the 2nd floor window.

And I think it's beautiful.

Evilness: 5/10 man’s just doing his yakuza job, and doing it well Forgettability: -10000000000/10 who could ever forget this man the- *checks notes on the hand* Tomoda Iconic level: ∞-1/10 there is a knife guy shape forever imprinted in our hearts but there is still free room left, because Free slot: in this world only Majima surpasses him, because Majima is, of course, The Ultimate Knife Guy

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[cuiizhu]

Helios Rising Heroes - Rage or Silence

Chapter 8: 

Street Delinquent A: Eh…….

Asch: Who do you think I am!? I can wipe you off the face of this earth!

Street Delinquent A: Hii…….

Street Delinquent B: S-shit……! If Gast-san were here, we wouldn’t lose to you!

Asch: …………

Biker A: Sorry, Asch-san. 

Asch: Huh? What for?

Biker A: You got involved in our conflict….and recently, your own beloved ride was trashed because of it. 

Biker B: As a biker, it hurt to see such a cool bike get damaged. 

Asch: Hah, that’s stupid. I’ll just tune it up even better than before, so there’s no problem. 

Asch: Was getting tired of the sound too. I’m gonna have everything replaced, starting with the muffler. 

Biker A: Eh, the muffler…!?

Asch: Off-the-shelf products are getting kinda old, so I ordered something custom. 

Biker B: So cool…..

Biker A: About that actually, you used to ride Star Drags, which were limited edition, didn’t you?

Biker B: I think it was a reproduction model, and it was so popular only a couple people got to buy it. 

Asch: Ah, that one. I had that one reissued by the manufacturer. 

Biker A: Wait, Asch recreated that motorbike!?

Asch: Of course, I’m not gonna drive a used one. 

Biker B: W-wow—.....The motorbike I’ve wanted for so long is…..

Asch: Hmph, don’t measure it by your ordinary standards. 

Biker A: You really are the coolest, Asch-san! 

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Gray: ……….

Billy: What’s up, Gray? Creeping around an alleyway like this. 

Gray: Ah, no, it’s…..nothing too important…..

Billy: Wow! Asch-paisen’s getting his ego inflated by those bikers. 

Billy: Is something bothering you?

Gray: !!No,... it’s, nothing much….

Billy: Really? Can you look me in the eyes and say that again~?

Gray: Uuuh…. I can’t really see your eyes that well….

Billy: Wow! What shall I do~!

Gray: Fufu….thank you, Billy-kun…

Gray: It just, kind of reminded me of my time at the Academy….

Gray: Surrounded by his underlings, he’d act so high and mighty...... 

Billy: I see…..

Gray: ………..

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Biker A: Oh yeah! On our next rally, you should come lead us!

Biker B: That’s great! I want to race behind you, Asch! 

Asch: Aren’t you guys getting ahead of yourselves? I have no intention of hanging out with you lot. 

Biker A: Eh……

Asch: It’s the same deal now. I didn’t help because I wanted to, I just did my job. 

Asch: If you cause trouble to the citizens, it’ll be your asses on the line next. Remember that. 

Bikers: Y-yes…..

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Billy: Was he like that during the Academy too?

Gray: ……..I don’t know. 

Gray: No…..maybe, it’s a little different….?

Billy: Looks like the bikers are listening to Asch-paisen and trying not to cause any trouble for the citizens. 

Gray: ……….

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[vashsscoreboardofpain]

WELCOME BACK SPORTS FANS ;D

We have officially entered Trimax! We have 13 volumes ahead and the contestant is already making incredible numbers. If the total points of this round surpass 44 he could be looking at getting a new average per volume.

But enough statistics, its time to let the contestant shine in Trimax vol 2:

Chap 1:

-it took a while but 1 "action" point for isolating himself so everyone stays safe. even though they really want to see him

Chap 2:

-1 "bad event" point for getting yeeted from the motorbike and being forced to ride it

-1 "bad event" point for injuring himself and wolfwood after he takes control of the motorbike

-1 "bad event" point for getting attacked by the blade. even though a sword has no business going against a gun, the contestant is still struggling

-1 "bad event" point thanks to the rai-dei for threatening the last remains of family he has left. thanks bro, you truly are helping the contestant today

Chap 3:

-1 "bad event" point for being forced into a life and death combat just so he can go check on his family

-1 "bad event" point for getting attacked at the speed of light again

the battle was pretty fast but it seems like the contestant has won! how will he get more points now that is over?

Chap 4:

-the contestant asks rai-dei to surrender. sadly thats not an option in trigun but before he can do anything, wolfwood kills him. 1 "traumatic event" point for watching a man die because of his boyfriend best friend

-1 "angry outburst" point for attacking wolfwood out of anger

-1 "bad event" point thanks to out mvp, who so braverly put vash's gun in front of his own face to prove a point. what a man

Chap 5:

-1 "bad event" point for crashing the motorbike again

-1 "bad event" point for just being at his limit

-1 "action" point for being waken up by the guy who wants to save his mom. boy oh boy, the contestant had a "thats me fr fr" moment and is ready to act

-1 "action" point for actively helping the guy despite being on his limit. he can barely walk, he cant talk yet there he is. ready to help people

-1 "bad event" point for getting kicked by the guy for...not staying in bed while hurt....huh

-1 "bad event" point thanks to wolfwood who was so irritated that he pulled his gun on vash

Chap 6:

-1 "bad event" point for the implication that wolfwood hit the contestant so he would reveal where they are going. we are close to the end of the volume but the mvp keeps doing his job

-1 "yikes statement" point for admitting he doesnt have the answer to his ways yet. not that the statement of not knowing is bad, but the fact that he puts himself on the line for an ideal hes not even sure about is insane. the suffering division deems it point worthy

-1 "traumatizing event" point for probably one of the most heavy points the contestant will get this season. his family breaks in many pieces, revealing they are all fake. his relief is destroyed like nothing. legato really found his home

Chap 7:

-1 "action" point for his lack of action. leonof introduces himself and mocks him but all he can do is stand still in pain.

the contestant reacts after a few minutes, and gets in position to get more points

AND with a cliffhanger, today's round comes to an end. somewhat of a short performance but still an impressive one. the contestant who is very much ahead and does not show signs of stopping

On this round he got 20 points, meaning his new total is 149 points. The contestant is 10 points away from surpassing stampede vash!

Please keep tuning in for more suffering! more drama! more sports!

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Last Tune

Track 02: Alexandra, Reality Club ; Playlist (masterlist) Suna x Reader

The next song on the playlist began to play, "Alexandra" by Reality Club. You couldn't help but smile, remembering the moment Suna dedicated this song to you. He had a peculiar way of expressing his feelings, always wrapped in layers of his dry humor and calm demeanor. The acoustic guitar's gentle strumming filled the room, bringing back the memory vividly.

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Just like a certain motorbike gang from charming or you’re looking for the old ultraviolence, you’re trouble. Yes I knew right from the start.

-

You were both sitting on a park bench under the moonlight, the cool breeze rustling the leaves around you. It had been one of those nights where you both felt the need to escape the noise of school and life. Suna had texted you earlier, asking if you'd like to hang out. You agreed without hesitation, knowing that any time spent with him was always soothing.

He pulled out his phone and played the song, the first notes immediately catching your attention. As the lyrics began, he turned to you, his usually unreadable eyes now filled with a soft, almost nervous glimmer.

-

And the labyrinth I thought I knew, rearranged to shape anew at amazement of the excitement that once rang true.

-

"You know," he started, his voice casual but his gaze intense, "you're a lot like Alexandra in this song." You raised an eyebrow, half-smiling. "My name isn't Alexandra, Suna," you teased. (I'm sorry if it is 😭)

He chuckled, a rare and precious sound. "I know," he replied, "but you're still my Alexandra. You're trouble, in the best way possible. You turned my world upside down, rearranged it."

-

And if I was a fool for you, I’d wait 500 million hours on a park bench out on the moon.

-

You felt your heart skip a beat at his words. Suna wasn't the type to openly share his feelings, and this moment felt incredibly special. He looked down at his hands, then back at you, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "I'd wait for you, you know. Even if it meant sitting on a park bench on the moon for a really long time."

-

But in full view of what you are, oh. Just like a feline with multiple lives, she lost a couple but she used to have five. A saviour of mankind.

-

He continued, "You have this resilience, this strength. Like a cat with multiple lives. You've been through a lot, but you never let it break you. I admire that about you."

You felt a blush creep up your cheeks, the sincerity in his voice touching you deeply. "Suna, that's…" you started, but he gently interrupted.

-

And if I was a fool for you, I’d wait 500 million hours on a park bench out on the moon.

-

"Let me finish," he said softly. "I know I'm not the easiest person to read, but… I want you to know how much you mean to me. You're my rock star, my goddess." He paused, his expression softening even more. "I fell for you, even before I really knew you."

-

But in full view of what you are, you’re a goddess you’re my rock star.

-

The song reached its chorus again, the words echoing the depth of his confession. You felt a lump in your throat, emotions swirling within you. "Suna… I don't know what to say," you admitted, feeling overwhelmed by his honesty.

He smiled, a genuine, warm smile that made your heart flutter. "Just say yes. To us, to this," he gestured between the two of you. "Let's give it a shot."

-

I fell in love with Alexandra even though I barely met her. Even though we’d break our hearts before we’d even start.

-

You nodded, tears welling up in your eyes. "Yes, Suna. Yes, to everything." He reached out, gently wiping away a tear that had escaped down your cheek.

-

And if I was a fool for you, I’d wait 500 million hours on a park bench out on the moon.

-

The song played on, a backdrop to this pivotal moment in your relationship. Suna's hand lingered on your cheek, his touch comforting and sure. "We'll figure it out," he said, his voice steady. "No matter what happens, we'll face it together."

-

But in full view of what you are, you’re a goddess you’re my rock star.

-

As the last notes of the song faded, you leaned into him, feeling the warmth and security of his presence. It was a night you would always remember, the beginning of something beautiful and uncertain, yet undeniably yours.

[eleni-cherie]

a thief's end ✨ || bts • myg - intro

"so eager to be in a headlock again?"

"only if it's by you."

he thought he was done with the criminal life and ready for some peace and quiet. but his plans collapsed in the form of a strange girl who was in trouble.

[sequel to 'among thieves || bts • pjm' - can be read independently!!]

© 2023 | eleni_cherie

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masterlist: here

— genre: thief au, gangster comedy, adventure, romcom, humour, angst, fluff, sexual tensiON, slowburn, mutual pining, strangers to lovers s2l

ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSE. CHARACTERS NOT NECESSARILY LIKE THE REAL PERSONS. ALSO VERY UNREALISTIC PLOT LOL - JUST PRETEND READING A MANGA/COMIC OR WATCHING A FILM, REALLY.

SUGGESTIVE THEMES. MENTIONS OF VIOLENCE & BLOOD (BUT NOTHING TOO GRAPHIC, IT'S STILL A COMEDY!)

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Tainan, Taiwan

Yoongi was mindlessly tapping his finger on the stirring wheel, feeling sweat beads forming on his forehead despite the car window being cranked down. The car wasn't moving, being stuck in a traffic jam. Nothing new in that city. Making open windows quite useless and the broken a/c wasn't helping. At least he wasn't on his motorbike, he tried arguing to stay positive, the car shielding him from the sun.

He dragged a sigh, resting his arm on the window frame and letting his elbow peak out into the sun light. The summer warmth was close to unbearable to him, the heat literally visibly ascending from the asphalt and creating a hazy atmosphere.

His hand reached out to the water bottle on the passenger seat and he took a few long gulps. It was disgustingly warm as well, but better than getting dehydrated.

He switched on the car radio then in hopes of getting any information of what was going on and why they weren't moving. Hoping he wouldn't have to wait more.

"- looks like the car is being picked up right now and police prepare to open the road again. A spokesperson said the incident wasn't severe with no one getting injured, so the regular flow should be restored soon. Stay tuned for more lo-"

He immediately switched it off, groaning despite the glimpse of hope they could move soon.

Only merely twenty minutes had passed since he had returned to the city and he was already regretting it. Missing the lower and more comfortable temperatures in the mountains along with the peace and silence of the temple he had spent those past few months at.

He needed to return, though. Not only because he had to resocialize again since being totally disconnected from anything and everyone and only focusing on meditating and his sword training would eventually turn him into a hermit. He had also missed his friends. And food that wasn't just composed of vegetables, broth and rice. He'd missed meat.

His phone rang then and he didn't need to look at the caller to guess who it was. 

"Hey! So you coming back today, right?"

"Yeah, I'm already in the city," he explained with a sigh, "There's a traffic jam though, that's why I'm still not home."

Taehyung hummed on the other side. "What a bad timing," he mumbled, before his voice became cheerful again. "But I'm glad you're finally back. We missed you."

Yoongi smiled. Yeah, he had missed them, too. Taehyung, Cassandra, Jimin and even Arabella. Who would've thought he'd ever miss Arabella. "Yeah, I missed you guys, too," he quietly said, coughing then. "They said it'll move soon."

"Okay, well.. if you want, you can come over later. Or we can go out."

"Sure."

"Alright, see you later then?"

"Yeah, later."

And they hung up. 

Yoongi tossed the phone back on the passenger seat. His gaze back to the honking cars in front of him. Noticing some in the front to be slowly moving and he sighed in relief. Finally-

He was about to start the engine as well when the sound of the backdoor opening caught him off-guard. His eyes widened, ready to grab his sword from the passenger seat when he caught a young women panting and stooping in the backseat, sinking as low as possible without falling over the edge.

"Drive!" she whisper-shouted. Sticking her head up just a little bit, only to duck it down just as fast again. Her eyes growing round in panic and she sunk more into her seat. Causing Yoongi's forehead to cease in confusion about who that women was and why she was in his car.

"Wh-"

"Don't look at me! Just drive!"

"Hey, listen I don't-" However, he was cut off by the sudden yells and his eyes spotted numerous men squeezing themselves between the stopped cars in the side mirror. Seemingly in a hurry.

"Go, go, go! She must be here somewhere!" one of them shouted while running ahead and appearing only two cars behind them. The women shot Yoongi a pleading look and he instantly understood. They were looking for her.  And they didn't seem like wanting to award her. No. They rather seemed like throuble. Serious trouble.

He sat back in his seat, his eyes staring ahead again. Making an effort in looking as casual as possible while his hand slowly reached for his sword, just in case.

The suspicious looking men came closer, scanning through the numerous stopped vehicles in search for her. Yoongi observed her from the rareview mirror. She had her eyes darted outside and she slid further down, as if she tried turning invisible. He could only assume she was scared as her face didn't show any signs of it anymore. Her jaw was tense and her eyes fierce. Looking determinded to jump onto anyone who dared opening the car door to try drag her out.

His eyes wandered to the side-mirror again, noticing one of the men had almost reached them. His gaze darkening as his thumb slid the shaft of his katana out when he saw the cars right in front of them moving. The traffic jam having dissolved.

Without thinking twice, he instantly switched gears and floored the gas pedal. Rushing off before anyone could even catch a glimpse of his backseat. Finally sensing a somewhat cooling breeze against his damp skin as the car sped up.

A long breath escaped his lips then, feeling relieved for some reason despite not being the one getting chased or even knowing what was going on.

"That was close," he mumbled then and peeked at the rareview mirror, seeing the women also dragging a long sigh in relief. "You should be good now."

She slowly pushed herself up the seat, sitting straight. Taking one last glance over her shoulder to assure her chasers were out of sight. Her lips forming a small grin then and she looked back at him. "Thanks for the help." She threw her head back then, closing her eyes for a moment. "I really thought they'd get me this time."

He arched a brow at her as he left the main road. "'This time'?" he repeated. "So this happened before?"

She shrugged. "Yeah, they're quite persistent."

He hummed, focusing back on the road. He figured she wouldn't tell him, a stranger, who those men were and why they were after her anyway, so he didn't even try.

"You can drop me at the next traffic light," the women said then and leaned forward. Folding her arm on the corner of his seat while pointing ahead.

He frowned at her.

"You sure? I can drive you home if you want. In case you encounter those guys again," he offered, being genuinely worried for the stranger with the feline eyes and raven hair. She shook her head though, declining with a smile. "It's alright. Can't go back home anyway because of them."

"Then maybe a hotel?"

She glanced at him for a moment, narrowing her eyes on him while trying deciphering his intentions. "You're quite sweet for a stranger, unless you're a murderer and that's why you're being so friendly," she giggled then, "But no, seriously, it's fine. I can handle myself."

He didn't show how flustered he felt by her calling him something as random as 'sweet'. Only humming at her response. And the car came to a halt right when the traffic light turned red. 

"Thanks again for.. you know, being my getaway car," the women waved when she got out and before he knew she had already walked off. His brows furrowing at direction she had disappeared to. "What a strange girl.." he whispered to himself.

Driving off as soon as the light turned back green.

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[blissfulalchemist]

Couples development questions for NatxClio and/or HayatxMason, 3-5, please! 🥰 (~agentnatesewell)

Hi! Thank you for asking! Man it has been a hot second since I delved into these guys! Hope you enjoy!

By contrast, what was the moment that first made their ~heart~ Soft for the other person? Not necessarily a conscious realization of “I love this person,” but a moment that had them like “Oh...I adore them...”

For Hayat, it was the carnival and Mason gave him the wolf prize. There were suspicions prior for him on potential feelings that were deeper than just connection. Add on the vulnerability with the mirror fun house right after and it just was this mixture of adore and I want to protect you and help you and be there for you. It was about the tipping point where Hayat feared that he knew he was gonna fall in love with him. On the flipside for Mason it was when Nat called him out in book 3, that's when it really clicked, like all the other canon moments written it didn't, he just waved them off but that moment made him face it.

For Clio as weird as this is gonna be it was when Clio was on lockdown and noticed the date was when she was supposed to get her bike from storage for the warmer months. They go for a bit of a ride and on the way back to the warehouse they have to walk the bike up since its not gonna handle the dirt road that well. Clio starts telling Nat on how she knows how to fix her bike up and how she got it, etc. and the way Clio talks about it just kind of irks Nat to jealousy. A jealousy in that Clio was so passionate and genuine on talking about her relationship to an inanimate object, but she could never and had never spoken that way about any living person in her life. It is a little something I wrote out that I will share with you!

“Clio, why is it that I hear more passion in your relationship to this motorcycle than any other one person in your life?” “I-.” Clio starts before giving a small shake of her head, face neutral when she looks back up into Nat’s eyes. “I don’t even think you see the team as people you have a relationship with in some manner. Am I-? I mean, are we not good enough for you?” Her expression doesn’t change, only a darting of her gaze to the ground shows she’s retained anything that Nat’s just asked. “Clio, at what point are we going to be good enough for you to treat me- us, in the same manner as your motorbike?” The silence hangs in the air, as Nat waits for an answer of some kind and Clio struggles to find something that she wants to hear. Just enough to keep her happy until she can have her own space back. Eventually she mumbles, “That’s not what it is at all.” “Then please, tell me. I want to understand. I want to know how best to love you and make you feel loved.” Clio turns away quickly, moving up the hill as fast as she can with the heavy bike, “We need to get back. Too dangerous to be so exposed.” “So you just walked away,” Mason says with a huff, taking a drag from the cigarette between his fingers. “The fuck you do that for?” “Because she was right.” “‘Bout what?” “That it’s easier for me to talk about my love for an inanimate object than how others make me feel.” “You tell me how you feel all the time.” Clio blows the smoke free, watching it dance upwards. “Our talks don’t involve the kind of stuff she was referring to. Don’t think I ever told you how I see you as my best friend.” She leans against the wall mumbling, “Probably one of the only people I’ve ever been able to call a friend and it meet up with the internal monologue.”

Nat is pretty much same as canon when she makes the connection. Unlike Clio, Nat is in much better tune with her feelings and relationships to people and what they mean.

Does this change over time? What will always reliably make them melt with how much they adore the other character?

For Hayat and Mason I think it will over time. There's just quite a bit of baggage there, that they need to work through individually to get to a sweeter point in life. For both of them though it will always be the little things that make them melt, things like Mason saving Hayat a seat, the way Hayat will keep a subtle count of how many cigarettes he has to either remind him or someone else to get more before he's out. The way Mason will attempt to make his tea, or how Hayat has a specific playlist to try and reduce the overload to his senses. Like just these little things one does to adapt to a person without much of a conscious thought. I don't think it'll change with Clio, she really does appreciate the way that Nat will call her out on her bs in a way no one else does. Don't get me wrong others, like Mason, will call her out but relationships to other people are special to Nat, and its the one thing Clio's avoided her whole life. So to have someone make her think and reevaluate just why she has those defenses in place is invaluable to her. Let's be real though Nat will always find something to adore with Clio but I think there will eventually be something said about how in calling out Clio's defenses she will start to see some of the hypocrisy in her mindset and grow from it.

How do they consciously realize that they like the other character? Does it take them a while?

For Hayat it was during the cafe scene where Mason just states they're sleeping together and that's it, nothing more, and it just oof it hurts him man. Like that was the little lightbulb moment of "Damn if this really wasn't as serious as I've been telling myself that wouldn't have hurt nearly as bad.". Mason is a bit harder to pin down (I've yet to finish book four preview so there might be something there so lo siento!), but I'd have to put it during the auction and there's possibility of something bad happening to Hayat, like thinking back on it he's just "Oh....Oh. .....fuck." Frankly he's gonna take awhile. Clio was seeing Nat do her thing at the auction, like not only was there the element of "Oh that's hot" but a worry for her in how will she feel about herself after using her power. Like it seemed so not like Nat that she hoped she'd be okay afterwards if that makes any sense. Nat would be after meeting Sanja that first time at the carnival where she gives Nat her future. That's where the click is that there's something much more there.

[jmagnabo92]

GGSB Fest 2024 - Potter and Son's Motorbike Shop

@goodgodfathersiriusblack

Prompt - Motorbike

When Sirius returns, he's a little lost until Harry brings his motorbike back to work on together.

AO3

***

One of the best things about the end of the war was Sirius’ return. He came back on the anniversary of his death and it was exactly what Harry needed.  

His family returned.

Except, well, he was struggling. 

Suddenly a free man with a grown godson and the war officially over, he needed a new purpose in life.

Thus, Harry had taken it upon himself to get them a home together – one without any terrible memories holding them back.  Then, he started prying into what made Sirius happy back before all the nonsense and it was surprisingly Hagrid that reminded him – he always really loved his bike, it’s too bad it got beat up so bad in its last flight.  

And so, Harry got an idea.

“Come on, Sirius, I have something to show you,” Harry says, pulling on his arm.  “I think it’ll help give you a new mission in life.”

“I highly doubt that – and for the record, I don’t need a new mission, I’m doing just fine.”

Harry huffs.  “I’m the only person that you make any kind of effort for, and you keep bemoaning about not knowing what do with your life … well, I found something.”

Sirius rolls his eyes but follows after him into their garage where the door is open, and his bike is waiting.  

He stops in his tracks when he sees it.  “Is this my bike?”

“It is,” Harry states.  “It’s more than a little beat up, but I thought – you loved working on it and maybe you’d like to fix it up?  Maybe I could help.”

Sirius’ eyes light up.  “I’d love that, kid.  Let’s do it.”

“Fantastic.”

***

It takes days, weeks, months of tweaking various things on the bike before Sirius deems the project finished.  

Harry was thrilled with the light in Sirius’ eyes over the past few months and hopes that the end of the project won’t lead back to a hurt Sirius, again.  Especially because he’d changed his tune to take care of Harry ever since he had a new goal in life.  Being the good godfather that he’s known to be.  

“So, I was thinking – now that the bike is finished�� you were such a great help and I really enjoyed spending time with you…”

“So did I,” Harry replies, grinning.

“… so what would you think about opening up a motorbike shop?  You and me?  We could work together, spend more time together…”

Harry brightens.  He’d used the motorbike as an excuse to defer his plans for his future, as well, so this was perfect.  “I love it.”

Sirius grins.  “Potter and Son’s Motorbike Shop?”

Harry grins.  “Love it even more.  You were destined to be a Potter.”

“Then, it’s a plan.”

“Brilliant.”

[btsmosphere]

hey yo i am back asking for another snippet of the upcoming chapter

ohohohoho well, ask and you shall receive! I'm flattered you're so interested👀 I'll put a snippet of this week's chapter under a cut - it's not huge spoilers perse, but it is pretty much the premise of the next chapter! I'm so excited to share the whole thing on Sunday!!

“I’m coming with you. They’re in trouble.” “Which is exactly why I’m telling you to stay here,” he spat over his shoulder. His foot tapped restlessly as the large front door slid open. The moment he had enough space to pass through, he was marching into the expansive garage, with you hot on his heels. “I can help,” you argued. Jungkook wove between the cars and stopped by a motorcycle. Turning to you, his face was set, frame livid and glare fierce while he dug harshly in his pocket for the keys. “We don’t have time to argue.” His tone was firm, clearly infuriated. Just then, another concerning explosion crackled through the radio, standing your hair on end. Stepping forwards, you swung your leg over the back of the motorbike and stared challengingly up at him. “No. We don’t.”

Welllll👀👀 I hope this keeps you guys excited! Thank you so much for the positive reception of Supercharged, all the asks and curiosity about it make me so happy😊🥰stay tuned for the new instalment on Sunday💜

[actuallyastingray]

Time Travel Batman Part 1

Follow up to my “what if” prompt about Batman traveling back to his early vigilante years. Link to the original post Here. Gonna split this one into a few parts for sanity’s sake

So let’s say Bruce ends up in his early years as Batman, probably only a few weeks into this whole vigilante biz. What happens?

Well for starters, you gotta consider that Batman is the most paranoid person in the DC universe. He’s gonna automatically assume that Spellbinder or Ra’s al ’Ghul got the drop on him and he’s reliving some twisted memory

That said, the longer this whole “act” goes on, the more his rational side; the side that’s had to deal with magic, alternate realities, and yes, time travel, starts to tell him this isn’t a trick.

Basically he just starts out jumping at shadows/Alfred, pretending he’s not crazy 

The stress of reliving the past starts to get to him in a lot of ways

Alfred, obviously, who isn’t dead anymore

Waking up to a hot meal instead of having to microwave everything/wait for Terry to show up and help

Not being 90 years old and dealing with arthritis and failing organs has to merit for somethings, like being able to walk up and down stairs without assistance

Brooding in front of the Batcomputer and trying to reread old files only to realize said files don't exist yet

Grabbing a toolbox and going to tune up the Batmobile or the Batwing, except “surprise” he hasn't built those yet.

Can’t brood in front of the suit display case either cause, what do you know, don’t have any sidekicks yet either

Speaking of whom, he gets little moments where he really, REALLY misses his kids

Reading in the library and unconsciously picks up an author Jason used to swear by

Walking the hedge gardens which are miraculously clean and intact without Damian using them for sword practice

He just stops and stares at the foyer chandelier and wondering how exactly they got it to look good as new after Dick broke it, only to realize it hasn’t been broken yet

Staying up till 3:00am just brooding (cause he doesn’t have too many cases yet) until Alfred convinces him to go to bed. Bruce catches himself telling Tim to go to bed too.

Stays up all night just wishing someone would come speeding into the cave on a motorbike or on the Batwing just to make things “normal”

The tipping point is honestly Ace/Titus (take your pick which one). Bruce comes home after just walking the streets all day and remembering how bad Gotham used to be before Batman. He’s not in a good place when he gets back so when he walks in the door and whistles for his dog, no one comes. Yeah, Bruce Wayne has a breakdown over wanting his dog back.

I guess it’s worth mentioning at this point that Alfred, being the only person who can keep Batman alive in between cases, knows stuff is not right with Bruce, but seeing as his charge has gone jumpy, paranoid, distant, and on a hunger strike, he hasn’t been able to get a word in edgewise

That said, when Bruce wakes back up, he gets the telling off of his life, the kind that only a concerned Dadler would be able to do. Seeing as an angry Alfred is the one of the only things able to put fear into Bruce, he sobers up to reality really fast

I’ll leave this as the tipping point for Bruce realizing he’s got a second chance to undo all the mistakes of his previous life. Not just with his kids, but seeing as he knows how everything is gonna go down, he’s going to aim high and succeed. And if you don’t think he won’t; he’s the freaking Batman, AKA the guy with enough plot armor to let him fight Superman one on one. 

Okay so maybe things will go differently. Next up, the Rogues Gallery and how Bats handles them this time around.

[whoregaylorenzo]

so there's a new beyond the grid with Daniel, recorded 5 days after Abu Dhabi 22, and here are some of my fav/imo most important parts! (gonna get long so I'll put it under a cut)

he needs to take a break from 'the highs and the lows', wants to find a balance in his life, and life outside the race car has actually been really fun and enjoyable this year

he chose the third driver role because he wants to take a step back from the competition, still be involved in some way, but not as someone who's just always hanging out in the back of the garage, wants to be more removed

he wants to get in the red bull sim also for himself, because he was always comfortable in the red bull and he wants to see if he could still be up there in a car that he's comfortable with (he's talking like he's not completely sure he wants to get back on the grid, and that is sth that will help him decide)

he says there is no regrets about his moves, but especially the renault move he thinks of as a good one. he is especially proud of the 2020 season, and of bringing the team back on the podium. he sees that as one of the best seasons he drove in formula 1. he looks at the mclaren move as more of a lesson learned. he took on a challenge and it just didn't work out

he says there wasn't really any moment in the mclaren car in both years that he felt comfortable and like he fully knows how the car behaves, so ultimately he could never have that confidence that was needed to go to the limit

he says testing doesn't really excite him (when asked if he wants to try the 2021 red bull), but he'd do it to keep his body in tune with the feel of driving over this year

to the question 'do you think max had the easiest season this year': he says in one sense yes bc 'winning is easy' in that life is easy when ur winning, but it's not 'easy' in terms of still showing up, then he brings up lewis (unprompted) and says his dominance wasn't actually easy bc you still deal with that pressure of expectations and you still have to show up and do the work

he chose to not step away completely because there is still fire but it's 'dormant' and he wants to see if it stays that way or comes back stronger

he says as the season progressed, it became clear to him that he just didn't want to compete next year, no matter what team. he acknowledges that it does feel like a bit of a burnout.

(talking about 2018 talks with mercedes) he would've enjoyed going up against lewis, not because he thought he could beat him, but out of curiosity how he would actually do against him, and to maybe see how lewis was just so good

asked if he'd put lando on the level of max & seb, he says he can't really say until he wins and competes at a top team to see if he can handle the pressure, here he brings up lewis AGAIN unprompted, saying 'that's where I go back to lewis and it's like yeah he was winning and whatever and yeah the car was great but he still did it. he still handled all the pressure and all that and still did it and performed and did what everyone thought he could do."

what is he gonna do next year? party like there's no tomorrow.

there's some things he wants to do, and he wants to hold himself accountable and not make excuses not to do them, because if he does go back on the grid he doesn't know when he'll get to do them

wants to do some self reflection and to do that he'd like to do little trips, national parks, things to do with nature, do a phone detox, spend time on the farm

he wants to ride across america (ny to la) on a mini motorbike

the thought of the unknown excites him

he wants to go to the superbowl

he called rihanna a 'boss lady' lmao and said she's gonna kill the halftime show

he would consider doing a ufc battle against someone who is on his level, but he doesn't think he really has that fighter spirit

he didn't answer the question who on the grid he could take in a fight :(((

he says the comraderie at the dinner for seb was special, better than in 2016, he didn't see the bill bc 'one of the drivers kindly took it', but it definitely wasn't that hugely expensive, he calls the food 'normal food' lol

he doesn't think there was any 'fake' behaviour, but there definitely was a sense of 'let's make this special for seb'

he admits he's an attention seeker, but he doesn't feel he missed out on a big send off, says if that was his last weekend in f1, he'd be fine with that, but he was glad seb was celebrated like that

he says he is matura enough now to think 'I don't need to dislike someone to race them hard on track' which wasn't the case when he was younger

he calls his relationship with seb now 'better than ever' and 'amazing' (yes I squealed okay I'm not ashamed to admit it)

the enchanté thing actually originated from banter between him and natalie pinkhams husband, he's known him for 10 years and they both like ufc and like to have drinks together and they'd like cheers eachother and introduce themselves using enchanté, basically just silly banter that kind of became a thing

he says his first race to attend next year will probably be melbourne, if not earlier, but he'll definitely be in melbourne

that's all from me <3

[the-fiction-witch]

The Procedure

Media IRL

Character Thomas Brodie Sangster

Couple Thomas X Reader

Rating Sweet af

Concept The Procedure

I hummed my little tune to myself as I added the buttercream icing to the top of my freshly baked and freshly cooled Victoria sponge cupcakes. I headed the front door so I glanced up seeing Thomas set down his motorcycle helmet, slip his jacket off and hang it on his hook put a hand thought his hair as he sat on the last few steps of the stairs to untie and slip off his chunky motorcycle boots kicking them into the general direction of the shoe rack. 

"Hello darling" I cooed as I worked 

He came thought to the kitchen fixing his dark blue slightly washed out jeans and black slighly silky button down shirt with small white spots, he set his perculator to prepare him a coffee before he came over giving my cheek a kiss 

"Hi baby doll" he smiled

"How did it go?" I asked as he returned to creating his coffee

"Oh yeah great, got stabbed. I think I'm going to have a wicked bruise on my warm" he says showing off the inside of his elbow where he had a small plaster and yes by the look of him he would definitely be getting a bruise there infact it has already began to form. 

"Ohh you poor thing,"

"I'll be alright" he shurgs coming over to sit at the kitchen island with me 

"Did you want me to kiss your boo boo?"

"....yes please"

I smiled and gave his arm a kiss making him smile 

"Thank you"

"Your welcome, what took so long anyway you've been gone for ages?"

"Oh they where running an hour late when I got there"

"An hour late?"

"Yep" 

"My god you where only going in for a blood test Thomas"

"I know. Doctors waiting rooms are really boring. But they did have a motorbike magazine I could read"

"Aww that's good then"

"From 2001"

"Oh. Well… did you learn anything?"

"I leant what was the most popular motorcycle of 2001"

"Which was?"

"Ducati"

"Hu. I would have guessed Harley"

"They where second" 

"Atleast you learnt I suppose," I shrug and just then I noticed his hand creeping close to the cupcakes trying to sneak one away but I slapped his hand 

"Oww"

"No. Not Till after dinner" I told him as I finished the last one

"But babydoll you make the best cupcakes"

"Flattery will not give you cupcakes" 

"Ohh I almost forgot while I was waiting for my test I got really bored and I started looking around at the phanflets"

"Oh no. Your not convinced you have another disease are you?" 

"No. I'm thinking about something and I got a phanflet to maybe read a little more into it"

"Oh? I to what?" I asked taking the cupcakes to the fridge as to not tempt him further and when I returned to the kitchen island there sat a small white and blue NHS information phanflet with a word on it. A big word. "Your serious?"

"I'm thinking about" 

"Okay, did you want to discuss it?'

'i would yes help me talk it out"

"Alright go on then" 

"Well I'm getting to an age-"

"Your thirty two Thomas don't say your getting old"

"No, but I've been thinking alot about what I want out of life and all that" he explained "we have discussed at length that neither or us want kids"

"True."

"And even if let's say another ten years down the road we feel some magical instinct to want kids we both heavily favor both adoption and fostering over bringing another life into this fucked overpopulated world" 

"Very true"

"And my opinion on that isn't going to change"

"What if you get a girlfriend who wants kids?"

"I don't see that happening." 

"But if we broke up and you met some other-"

"Y/n. I'm not going to find someone else. I've found you. Your my girl." He smiled kissing my hand "if nothing else it's certainly a sign of commitment" 

"There are ones that wouldn't require permanent surgery" 

"Yes but a wedding is several thousand pounds, on the NHS a vasectomy is free" 

"Good point" I laughed. "what's some pros and cons then?"

"Pro. Improved sex"

"Con. Your mother will be angry"

"She'll get grandkids out of Ava" 

"Con. It's perminate and you might change your mind"

"I don't want kids"

"We could break up"

"I don't see that. I love you too much"

"I love you too, but you must have loved the girls before me?"

"I did. But I saw an end with all of them I don't see one with you" 

"That's sweet Thomas"

"Pro. Condomless sex is more pleasurable, and way more fun in general"

"Con. Messier"

"Pro. We don't have to buy condoms ever again there for saving in the monthly budget" 

"Okay, your going to be in pain. Alot of it"

"It's worth it. For the peace of mind."

"This is something you really want?"

"I do. The only thing holding me back is you. Your my girlfriend. I love you. This is something that lets be honest it's not really relevant to me it's relevant to you. If I do this I can't ever make you a mother. I can't give you a child. And I know it sounds like a dick thing to say but you could turn around five ten years down the line and want me to give you a baby, if I do this I can't."

"I'm not in charge of your dick Thomas"

"No but your opinion is greatly appreciated. And let's be honest you tell me to do anything with my dick I'm probably gonna do it since you are the one able to give or deny me blow jobs" 

"True. I don't want children Thomas now or ever. If at some point I feel the need to nurture. We will get a cat. And if that doesn't work then there are always options" I smiled

"But it can't be ours."

".... If you want you can always save some before the procedure? Just in case"

"Just in case. That's an option" 

"I'll still love you no matter what you pick but it's your decision"

"Okay." He nods 

I sat in bed reading my book as Thomas sat on the laptop,

"Stop reading your just going to make yourself feel worse" I giggled

"I'm just worried"

"I know that's why it's good to weigh the options"

"I know."

"How does it work then?"

"They snip the tube so they don't cut anything off just disconnect it so the little swimmers don't come out" 

"Hu okay"

"I have to be awake. While they do it"

"Oh dear. At Least you won't have to deal with being knocked out though you never do well with that"

"Because they always give me way to much and it takes a while to clear my system which always makes them panic and assume I'm dead"

"How long where you like medically comatosed after that motorbike crash?'

"Two days"

"I thought you were dead"

"Honestly so did I" He explained "99% effective, that is reassuring." 

"It's there like any risk it can like reconnect" 

"A very small chance but it can be snapped again if so" 

"How long I the recovery?"

"Well it'll be painful but you can go back to normal within like two or three days"

"Thats good"

"Just no heavy lifting and such so no motorbike stuff for a few weeks"

"Understandable when they have just stabbed your crotch" 

"No sex for a week after and I have to do two tests to check the tubes are clear of swimmers" 

"Okay, like the one they made you take before allowing you to be referred?"

"Yeah I just have to jizz in a cup And bring it to them I had to for the referral he had to check I didn't have like super rare sperm or something"

"Do you?"

"No I have idiots"

"Idiots?"

"Four of them were swimming the wrong way and half of them didn't have tails or did and where broken and going around in circles and that was just the sample he showed me"

"Hu. Yeah little idiots"

"He asked me if we had kids and I said no and he literally told me yeah I doubt you after looking at these" 

“Stop reading thomas you’re just going to worry yourself now come on get to bed” I smiled putting the laptop away 

“Alright” he smiled giving me a little cuddle 

“Did you want a snuggle before tomorrow?”

“No it's okay, I’m waiting till after when we can snuggle without risk” 

“Alright, goodnight”

“Goodnight” 

[becameundone]

It had taken Tomo a while to face the music and buy himself an actual car, something that he'd only been reluctant to do because he already had perfectly good cars back in Tokyo and LA and buying another seemed like a waste of time. However, since settling into stage work in Anchorage, he'd finally accepted he was staying here longer than expected and changed his tune. Now, he hadn't chosen to sign a particularly wise tune either, having chosen instead to settle on some flashy high-end Yamaha which was, of course, a bike and not a car at all. Now Min had been whisked back to the dready grey old city of London by some vague family incident, he may have been starting to recognise the consequences of his actions but not enough for it to make a difference. But much like any car, motorbikes also demanded regular cleaning and upkeep and that was enough to have dragged Tomo to the car wash.

He'd been busy fixing his hair in one of the bike's rearview mirrors, rescuing it from the tragic fate of having been trapped under a helmet, when a familiar voice tore him away from his own reflection. One glance at the that bright pink vehicle and he whistled, as if to say 'hooooooly shit'; truth be told, he couldn't immediately see what was wrong with it but, hey, sometimes it helps to have a friend complain alongside you. In a needlessly complicated feat that could have been avoided by just walking a few feet back, Tomo vaulted himself over the seat of his bike and hopped up beside Bandit. "I'unno, sometimes I wake up with bruises I don't remember," said Tomo, somehow not remotely out of breath despite...well, everything. "I mean, who's keeping track anyway?"

His hands went up, as if in surrender, at her request. "Whoa, me?," he asked, with a shake of the head. "I don't do bitchy. I mean, I could. I could do bitchy, threatening, a little unhinged, desperate and pathetic. Anything. But generally speaking, I don't." He was an actor by trade, after all. What couldn't he do? (Probably just polite and normal, come to think of it. He hadn't quite mastered that one.) "You know, if anything I'm a little insulted you're asking me to flick on the spoiled celeb switch," he added, lips pursed. This was a joke, of course, if the stupid look on his face wasn't enough evidence of that fact. "Buuuut, good for you, I was born without shame so I could probably convince 'em of something. Don't worry, babe, I got your back."

@anchoragestarters at the elephant's trunk car wash, CAP 0/6

"Ohmygod, this is not the job I asked for," she was grinding down on her molars as she looked at her arguably spotless pink Cadillac sitting in the lot, unpolished. Was it a crime to want a car that was loud and shiny and annoying to drive down main street and around back roads, past signs like NO SALE OF PUMPKINS UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE, especially in the white wonderland that had blanketed Anchorage in a warm hug. The town had been such a drag since one of the locals had been laid to rest following some freak accident at the festival — someone needed to liven shit up around here with a pink explosion. Letting out a sigh and waving around the lollipop that she had been working her way through while standing about waiting on her car, she continued to lament to the closest person in her proximity, friend or foe. "Don't ya think the seat looks cracked, too? That wasn't there before. I mean, I don't remember it bein' there, at least." Disgusted with herself, the lollipop free-fell to the ground and pieces of hard candy cracked against the pavement, prying the door open to root around the middle console for her receipt. "Listen, will ya help a girl out and we can march up there and be a real bitch about it? I need my baby to look ready to be seen by the public, and, like, I'm a little rusty with goin' all corporate lingo on it."