#he is definitely a bug geek

[iouchickens]

Tecchou definitely has a ant farm

[beyondflashpoint]

Yoooooooo.

I’ve been bitten by the bug, and ye olde nostalgia got me thinking about Danny Phantom again, so I decided to play into that. I recently found the Show’s Pitch Bible, and it got me thinking about how I’d handle the reboot. On top of tweaking Jack and Maddie to make them less bumbling morons and more eccentric geniuses, I’d be aging up the crew, and settling Amity Park in Arkham County up New England way.

Danny, as you can probably tell from his human design, would be somewhat milquetoast, with grungy alternative leanings. Good at science, bad at math. Danny is, at his core, a good kid who loves his family. But he is still a kid.

I’ll probably go into them more as I work on the other characters, but I want to give Tucker, Sam, Jazz, and the Fenton parents more to do, even if it is just in the background. But for now, the Fenton parents definitely have only recently started Fenton Works. It’s been a lifelong dream, and between the two of them they’ve reached a point with their savings that it’s now a possibility. Maddie is a respected physicist, and Jack is… a bit of everything really. Test pilot, super spy, but mostly he’s an engineer. Maddie figures out how a thing works, and Jack can build it. The world of academia was… shocked when the most prominent scientific super couple announced they would be devoting the rest of their lives to pursuing superstitious pseudoscience, and this announcement has called their previous credibility into question, but no one can deny that Dr and Mister Fenton get results, if anyone can prove the existence of the supernatural, it’s the Fentons. Both are haunted by a supernatural experience from their youth.

Tucker Foley would probably have escaped the nerd label by his sheer programming and tech repair skills alone, if it wasn’t for the fact that he’s also a total anime geek, and a self proclaimed furry. Tucker is an unabashed nerd, and not the suave tv friendly type. Cosplays, ttrpg, mmos, comic and action figure collecting, you name it, he does it. Proudly. And he’s been Danny’s best friend since they were in diapers. Inevitably some of that has rubbed off on Danny.

Sam Manson is relatively new in town. She moved in with her grandmother midway through freshman year after things finally came to a head with her super conservative parents. Falling somewhere between socialist and anarchist, classic goth and punk, Sam is a rebel, an activist, and everything your parents warned you about. She’s also the coolest person Danny and Tucker know. Sam has a borderline obsession with the occult, ghosts, demons, witches, you name it, she can’t get enough of it. Which may or may not have something to do with a family secret relating to why certain members of the Manson family have purple eyes?

Jazmine Fenton is Danny’s smarter, prettier older sister. Fascinated by psychology, and obsessed with figuring out the inner workings of the mind. In high school she was a geek. In college she is thriving. Fortunately, Fenton Works is close to the university she’s attending, and that means she’s never far from home, and more importantly never far from her family. Though her relationship with her parents is rocky, she’s been trying to mend fences after getting some perspective on the world. She and Danny were close growing up, and shared everything, so his recent trend of playing everything close to his chest is unnerving for her. She doesn’t understand when she stopped be Danny’s best friend.

That’s alls I gots for now. Maybe I’ll play around with writing a fic, or maybe a comic or something. We’ll see how this all develops.

[cielcreations]

Front Seat (Danny Phantom

Characters are aged up to be 18+! Also, no ghosts AU!

I remember past me when I first used Tumblr liked this post and was like "Hey, this is a good idea for a short story."

And now, like 5yrs later, I actually made a short story. Enjoy!

Dash Baxter did not like Danny Fenton. That much was obvious.

He tolerated the annoying bug for the most part because of his sister. Jazz Fenton helped him with work and made it easier for him to somewhat maintain his minimum GPA to stay on the football team. Granted, Dash's definition of "tolerance" was shoving Fenton into lockers or pushing him out of the way. It could be worse. He gives some other nerds swirlies or slam their faces into food, so Fenton should feel somewhat grateful!

One day, when it was snowing and cold, Dash's practice ended early and he needed to get something from his locker. So, after he changed and got dressed, he grabbed his textbooks from his locker and headed out the front doors of the school. As he stepped outside, he saw a none other than Fenton, reading a random book, slouching over as he did.

"What're you doing here, nerd?" Dash asked, not really caring but still curious.

Fenton looked over his shoulder, scoffed and went back to his book.

"Hey! Don't just ignore me!"

"Do you actually care?"

"Just answer, idiot."

The raven groaned, rolled his eyes, and sighed, "Jazz is tutoring some freshmen and I don't have a ride cause parents are busy with ghost work."

"What about that weird goth freak and tech geek?"

"That 'goth freak' and 'tech geek' have names." Fenton hissed, "Sam can't take me home, her parents are weird and don't like my parents and, therein, me, and Tucker is too far away from me. It'd be too out of his way and I don't wanna inconvenience him."

Dash hesitated before walking past him. He noticed Fenton was only wearing a jacket and pants, nothing to help him with the biting cold. Dash wore a scarf, a large winter coat over his long sleeved shirt, his letterman jacket, two pairs of pants, and two pairs of socks. How could Fenton stand this cold? He went to walk away, turned to face the raven, and took another step away. Am I really going to do this?

Dash looked over his shoulder one more time before he groaned dramatically, "Alright, come on."

"What?" Fenton asked.

"Come on, I'll take you home."

"Are you high? No, you don't smoke." The raven shook his head, correcting himself, "Are you drunk?"

"NO!" Dash hissed, groaning, "Listen, if you freeze to death, I am not going to be the last one to have seen you! If Jazz found out I saw you and left you to die in the cold, she'd kill me! And I am not spending my afterlife with you, Fenton!"

"I'm not going to freeze to death, idiot, I'm fine!"

"You barely have anything on!"

"So what?! I'm fine!"

"Nope, nuh uh, come with me, now!"

"Fuck you, I'm not-"

"If you let me drive you home and not make a peep, I'll stop messing with you for a day!"

Fenton's eyes widened before he narrowed, "Seriously? You're willing to do that just to get me to let you drive me home? You got something in your car I should be concerned about?"

"NO! JUST- UUUGH!" Dash pinched his temples, "Listen, recently, during tutoring session, your sister has mentioned how worried she is with you. She said she's afraid you're going to get hypo.... hyper...? The shit when you're too cold!"

"Hypothermia?"

"YES! She's worried 'bout that!" The blonde sighed, "She really cares about you and if she finds out I left you out here when it's freezing, she'd make me pay for it. I get not trusting me, but can you at least do it for her?"

Fenton seemed to hesitate before he sighed. He shut his book and stood up, "Fine. But I get bragging rights and get to say I won a bet if anyone sees and asks."

"Ugh, whatever. Just come on."

The two began walking to the blonde's car. Dash unlocked the doors and got in the driver's seat, Fenton getting in the passenger's seat. He sat, looking out the window, hugging his bag to his check, uncomfortable and awkward. Dash turned the car on, turning the heat up and pressing his seat warmer.

"You want yours on?" Dash asked, pointing to the seat warmer button.

Fenton looked at the button and shook his head, looking out the window again, "No."

Dash shrugged and looked over his shoulder. He reversed out of the parking lot, beginning to drive away. The ride was silent for the most part, awkward, on both sides. They stopped at a red light, silent, the only noise being from outside. The blonde was trying to think of something to say, trying to figure out if he should even say something. Suddenly, Fenton leaned over and turned on the radio.

"Hey, don't-"

"Hey, it's Ember's new song!" Fenton exclaimed, excitedly turning the music up a bit, "Don't ruin it!"

Dash looked at the raven out of the corner of his eye, confused, "You... like Ember?"

"Uh, who doesn't?" Fenton rolled his eyes, "You may think I'm a nerd or whatever, but nerds have taste too!"

Dash snorted a laugh, focusing on the road and beginning to move once the light was green, "Well, how was I suppose to know? We don't exactly talk."

"And who's fault is that?"

The blonde was silent, knowing he was right. The raven nodded his head along to the music, mouthing the lyrics, Dash watching out of the corner of his eye. He was... kind of impressed. The other wasn't as lame as he originally thought. Then again, liking Ember McLain is not necessarily anything to write home about. Like Fenton said, who doesn't like her songs? I guess it's weird coming from him. Dash thought, pulling up to the building with the large neon glowing signs and metal space ship looking thing.

Suddenly, green smoke started coming out from the top of the building.

"Ughhhh..." Fenton pinched his temples.

"Uhhhh, is your place... safe?"

"It is. My parents are too stupid for any of their shit to work." Fenton groaned, grabbing his stuff, "Thanks for the ride."

"Uh, yeah, no problem." Dash stared at the green smoke, "Uh, you sure your place is not on fire or something?"

"Dash, did you forget my parents are the crazy ghost fanatics?" The raven opened the passenger door, waving his hand at the smoke, "This is what they do. It's stupid, crazy, and annoying, but to the few who believe in fairy tales, it makes money."

The blonde snickered, "I guess that's what matters?"

Fenton shrugged, stepping out, "Thanks again." He shut the passenger door and walked to front door of his home.

He opened the door and immediately stepped out of the way, just in time for Mr. and Mrs. Fenton to run out of the building and going to the alley next to their home, holding what looked to be junk. The raven groaned and walked inside, slamming the door behind him. 

Dash felt... weird. Bad, maybe? He can't imagine living with those types of parents.

Dash shook his head, beginning to drive away. He wasn't going to worry about Danny.

Fenton. He wasn't going to worry about Fenton.

***

For the next couple of weeks, the same thing had happened. Dash's practice was cut off early due to weather, he would "forget" his textbooks, and he would find Dan- Fenton sitting at the front, either reading a book, copying some notes, studying for a test, or just on his phone. Dash would offer him a ride and the other would agree. At first, it was reluctant, but over the next few days turned to weeks, he would put up less of a fight, to the point when Dash came out of the building, he would stand up and look at him.

The rides turned from Dash taking Fenton home, to Dash driving to the nearby fast food joint, offering to buy Danny some food. They would hang out, eating in his car, sometimes going inside to do some studying together. Over time, Dash noticed how Danny didn't prepare much for the cold, which made him a bit worried. Danny always said he was fine, but the blonde didn't always believe him.

One day, when he walked out, he shoved a small letterman jacket in Danny's direction, "For you."

"Huh?"

"Listen, you don't have a winter's coat and you're probably freezing your ass off. Just take it. It was from my freshman year, so it's too small. It'll just collect dust in my closet anyways."

Danny blinked and took it. He put the letterman on and hummed, hugging himself a bit, "It's... pretty warm."

"I know, why do you think I wear it all the time." Dash snickered, "Come on, we're going to the movies."

"Movies?" Danny was quick to follow him to the car, "Why?"

"Cause I wanna see that new horror movie that just came out and Paulina, Star, and Kwan are too chicken and I know you will enjoy it!"

"Hell yeah!" The raven exclaimed, "I'll pay for-"

"Nope, on me. I'm inviting you out."

They got in their seats, the raven looking at the blonde, smiling, "You don't have to."

"If I'm taking you, it's only right I pay." Dash began to reverse.

Danny chuckled, "You know, Dash, you're not a bad guy!"

The blonde chuckled, "You're not so bad yourself, Danny."

The raven widened his eyes.

"What?"

"I think that's the first time you've called me by my first name."

Dash blushed a bit and shrugged, "Well, uh, I figured I should."

The ride was silent to the movies, mainly because both we feeling a bit embarrassed and awkward again. Once they got to the movie theater, they hopped out, going to the ticket stand. Dash bought their tickets, a bag of popcorn, and their drinks before they went into the theater room. They sat down and whispered to one another as the ads played, laughing quietly and joking with one another. Once the movie began playing, they shut up and began watching. As it began, Dash thought Danny would get scared, but the other was fine. If anything, he got more excited and loved it. Danny leaned into the blonde, who wrapped his arm around the raven without even thinking.

Once the movie ended, the two stood up, hand in hand, walking out of the theaters, talking excitedly about the movie and how impressed they were with it. They got back to Dash's car and continued laughing, joking, and overall having a nice time as the blonde drove to Danny's home. By the time they got there, the sun had set. Dash walked Danny to the front door, the raven taking out his keys and unlocking the door. He peaked inside, seeing all the lights were off.

"Will you get in trouble?" Dash asked, "Like, do you have a curfew or something?"

"Probably, but where's the fun in that?" Danny snickered, looking at him, "What about you?"

"Meh, my mom's chill."

"Well, good." The raven faced him, smiling, "Thank you, Dash, for the nice time. I-I had a lot of fun."

"Me too. I-I like sending time with you." The blonde responded.

The two stood there for a second, silent. Danny took a step forward and stood on his toes to lean up and kiss Dash's cheek. The blonde grabbed his chin before he could pull away, leaning down and kissing his lips. It was a short kiss, nothing dramatic or otherworldly, but it didn't have to be. They stepped back and smiled at each other.

"Good, I wasn't reading that wrong, then." The raven chuckled.

Dash chuckled awkwardly, "No, you, weren't." He hesitated and stepped back, "So, um, see you tomorrow?"

"See you tomorrow, Dash."

From then on, everything seemed to change.

***

"Party time! Party time!" Paulina and Star cheered, both dressed in cute short party dresses.

Kwan laughed, wearing a nice button up and pants, holding the door opened for everyone, "Dash! Leo! Come on or we're leaving you!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, who's driving?" Dash teased, tossing a football towards him, also in a nice shirt, blazer, and jeans.

Kwan easily caught it with a laugh.

Leo, a new student at Casper High, easily integrated into the popular clique. He was a great football player, a bit of a class clown, smart, funny, and attractive. They easily accepted him both on the team and part of the friend group.

"I can drive you Kwan, if need be!" Leo chuckled, wearing a shirt with joggers, going for more casual than nice.

"Yeah, with what car?"

"Yours still, I'll just steal your keys!" 

The group laughed and got to Dash's car, the blonde unlocking just the driver's side and getting in. He jokingly made them wait before unlocking the car, allowing everyone to pile in the back.

However, Leo opened the passenger door.

"Nah, nah, nah." Dash immediately stopped him, pointing to the back, "Backseat."

Leo laughed but Dash just pointed to the back again. The man stared, "Wait, seriously?"

"We're picking up someone else. You get in the back."

"Wait, why can't they sit in the back?

"Oh, riiiight!" Kwan exclaimed, "Leo, get in the back, you'll see."

"But-"

"Just trust us!" Paulina giggled, "Come on!"

Leo begrudgingly got in the back, thankful Dash's car could at least fit all four of them in the back. The group continued talking and laughing as Dash pulled out of the school parking lot, making his way to wherever they were going. No one told Leo what was going on, so he just waited to see what was going on.

They pulled in front of a large building with a glowing neon sign reading Fenton Works. Leo remembered hearing about the Fentons, how Mr. and Mrs. Fenton were crazy about ghosts and their kids did everything in their power to not be embarrassed by them. He heard their daughter was going to college and their son also went to their school. Danny Fenton, the kid who sat with a weird goth chick and tech geek.

"What're we doing here?" Leo asked.

No one responded, rolling down the windows. Dash blasted the music and honked the horn, Paulina, Kwan, and Star cheering. After a few seconds, Danny Fenton emerged from the home, wearing a shirt with the NASA logo, a letterman jacket, and some skinny jeans. He was clearly holding back laughter as he approached the car, the four cheering.

"DANNY! DANNY! DANNY! DANNY!" Kwan, Paulina, Star, and Dash chanted, the raven blushing, covering his face in embarrassment.

"Shut up!" Danny hissed playfully as he hopped in the front seat, "God, you all are embarrassing."

Dash rolled the windows up and turned the music down as Kwan spoke first, "How you doing man, you ready for the party?!"

"Hell yeah I am!"

The group cheered, but Leo stared at Danny in confusion.

"Oh, is Sam gonna be there? I have to return her mirror!" Star explained.

"She and Tuck are carpooling with Valerie."

"Perfect, I need to give Val her headband back!" Paulina explained.

"Oh, Danny, this is Leo." Dash pointed to the seat behind him, Danny turning to face him, "Newbie. Probably heard it around."

The raven smiled, "Oh, nice to meet you. Sorry about them, you were probably confused."

"It's cool, I'm more confused why you get front seat."

Dash glared out his review mirror, Danny chuckled, and the other three jokingly 'ooooh'ed.

"Oh, you are new." He looked at Kwan, Paulina, and Star, who smiled innocently, "And you three didn't tell. Nice play." Finally, the raven looked at Dash, "Dashy~ Can I have a kiss~?"

Dash blushed and nodded softly, leaning over and kissing his lips.

Leo widened his eyes as the other three cheered. Once they pulled away, the blonde quickly focused on driving, embarrassed.

Danny then looked at Leo, winking, "See, I always get front seat. Perks of being the quarterback's boyfriend!"

Leo blushed in embarrassment, looking away as the car erupted into laughter, the group beginning to joke and talk once again.

[sunnicee]

hello tumblr! back at it again with the gravity falls theorism decoding nerd geek combo!

cw!! potential spoilers?

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”you are now twenty-one grams lighter.”

”this contract is legal and binding. we reserve the right to use your likeliness, face, voice, and small town pluck in whatever nefarious manner is deemed necessary. your soulmate will not recognize you and will walk right past you on a cold autumn day, never making eye contact.. not even processing that you have eyes at all. no amount of interaction will move them to a place where they can remember. in lifelines you have closed spent together each time choosing whatever [???] closest like otters holding hands in a tumultuous river. you were birds. you were trees with roots entangled drinking in the sunlight together. wherever we go next, whatever you choose, I will always be right there with you.

that's done.

buddy congratulations, you have chosen bill instead!

mcdonalds reserves the right to put a giant yellow 'M' on your torso and send you walking around a crowded times square while you scream: ”THE FRIES, THEY DEGRADE IN NATURE. IT'S AN IMMORTAL FOOD!!”

”[there/they] will be landfills long past our deaths. good god, the things I've seen. ..who am I? im bills previous lawyer. He put my soul into a quill pen so I can write his legal documents until the sun snuffs out like a candle in this sick universe. I used to be so hot; I was so fine .. now, im fine print. speaking of which, ... ”

”bill reserves the right to put your soul into a:: inanimate object, a strange creature, a concept, a sentence, a [???] but rustic mason jar with wildflowers in it.”

”if at any point you wish to have visitation rights with your soul... you will be swiftly denied unless you had a cool day planned for the both of you, then bill might want to come along. by signing this document, you forfeit any right to eating soul food.”

”it will turn to ash on your mouth. a fitting punishment for a fool who squandered the only truth gift life owes you.”

bill reserves the right to dress your soul however he seems necessary, especially if your soul was a nerd before acquisition. your soul may become fractured and placed into different objects, this has no purpose and will not resurrect you if you die. signee has forfeited all rights to any [???] including but not limited to:: heaven, hell, purgatory, bug corner, [???] state, the dream house[?], [???], reincarnation processing center, axolotl tank, ant consequences, hole signee can can no longer board the train, and is advised to discard all bell bottoms. signee can no longer have a puppy as a best friend (they can sense what is gone.) cats are [???] [???] may experience occasional [???] possessions [???] [???] the [???] [???] the [???] [???] son on [???] [???] the [???] ant other [???].”

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and yeah! that's it. condolences to my neck, brain, light bill, and eyes. I unfortunately fully committed to translating what I was able to decipher. I definitely did infact try my best, so if there are any mistakes or errors, please lmk!

[matmiraculous]

I was re-watching trollstopia and Trolls:TBGO and realized how much of a geek Branch was with his engineering skills and stuff so does your John's (I forgot how many AU you made/co-parent) tease Branch about it?

Eldest definitely encourages it, getting Branch all the tools and stuff, Unusual Brother is probably gonna tease him, and Bug au is probably not going to tease him because he never really got to know Branch before so he doesn't want to like... ruin anything.

[mrsaltieri-real]

Good Boy, Meeks (Mickey Altieri X Randy Meeks)

Words: 2.8k

Warning/s: language, smut, slight dom/sub dynamic, handjobs, blowjob, teasing, cum eating, cum play, filming/sex tape, hair pulling, Randy’s a nervous wreck, Mickey’s a teasing ass, implied stalking, frenemies to fuck buddies.

A/N: SO this is my first fic that is two canon characters. No reader insert, no OC. Just Mickey and Randy. The Film Bro’s™️. This was ridiculously fun to write, I’m definitely going to do stuff like this more often. I love them so much. Thank you @bisexual-horror-fan for beta reading and editing! You’re such a massive help dude!

I hope you guys enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Mickey had always found Randy sweet.

In a lot of ways, they were the same. Film geeks with an unfiltered passion for cinema and the art surrounding it, constantly looking for a deeper meaning, both there and in real life. Then again, they were more different than similar.

Randy was a small town boy still reeling from the series of murders that rocked him a year back. He never showed it, but he lived in a constant state of unease, glancing over his shoulder and never letting anybody but Sidney in. Even then, he couldn’t talk to her about this stuff. She was healing, getting better. He was happy for her, but when she began dating Derek, he realized that he truly was all alone.

Mickey, on the other hand, was from the city. Eager, outgoing, confident. He wasn’t scared about people finding him arrogant or full of himself, he lived his life with no regrets. He was being bankrolled through college by Billy Loomis’ mother to help her finish the job he and Stu Macher couldn’t. Mickey was violent, in more ways than the obvious. His ambition made him all the more magnetic, especially to Randy.

They had a fun frenemy vibe going for a while, though they both knew it was more affectionate than anything. Mickey liked Randy, he thought he was simply adorable. Randy liked Mickey, he enjoyed arguing with him even though most of the time he knew he was just saying opposing views on cinema to get a rise out of him, like when he’d sat in front of him and blatantly said that Superman 2 was better than Superman 1. Randy could see the amusement in his eyes as he argued back, but decided to roll with it.

Anything to stretch out the conversation.

Randy wasn’t gay. He knew he wasn’t gay, he’d been in love with Sidney since before he even knew what love was. But sometimes, just sometimes, he’d glance over at Mickey in class or in the cafeteria, watch his head tip back as he laughed, the dimples in his cheeks. His eyes would drift to his strong, muscular arms, watch his huge hands run through his hair or drum against his thigh, and it was almost impossible to look away.

But no, he wasn’t gay, he wasn’t bi, he was straight. Right?

“Randy!” Fingers snapped in front of Randy’s face, and he blinked, shaking his head before his blue eyes tentatively met light brown. “You okay, man?”

“Fine, why?” Randy cleared his throat, adjusting himself in his seat and looking down at his paper. He and Mickey had been paired for a project on cinematography in horror, and it bugged Randy that the moment their names were spoken out one after the other by their professor, he’d felt his heart flutter a little.

“Well, I was talking to you and you were just… Staring at me.” Mickey’s tone was light, almost playful. He didn’t look away from Randy, his grin spreading wider as he saw the rush of colour flood to the boy's cheeks. How cute is that?

“Fuck off, Mickey, no I wasn’t.” Randy scoffed, shaking his head. “Stop fucking around, what were you saying?”

“C’mon, Meeks! Tell me what you were thinking about.” Mickey leaned forward in his own seat, his hand reaching out and playfully pushing Randy’s shoulder. Randy swatted at his hand, only making Mickey chuckle and hold his hands up in surrender. “Okay, okay!” He shook his head, still smiling as he grabbed his camera from his desk, flipping the small flap open and holding it up. “Don’t wanna tell me? Tell the camera.”

“Mickey, I swear to God, fuck off.” Randy held up his hand, turning his head to the side and burying his face into his shoulder. “You’re such an ass, dude.”

“Aw, I know.” Mickey didn’t drop the camera. His eyes were fixed on Randy through the tiny screen, his head tilting just slightly to the side. His smile had changed into a somewhat affectionate half smile, watching as Randy peeked up at him. “What?”

“You like me, don’t you?”

The question took him by such surprise, Randy let out a laugh that was a little too loud, a roll of his eyes that was a little too dramatic and stood to his feet, pushing the chair back a little too hard. Mickey watched the ordeal with an amused expression and a cocked brow, the camera still focused on Randy, “I think you’re a dick.”

“And I think that you think I’m blind and stupid.” Mickey retorted, finally looking up from the small screen, his eyes settling and Randy’s awkward stance. “It’s okay, I won’t tell anyone. I wouldn’t do that.”

Randy looked away, as he says, “I don’t like you. Not like that.”

Mickey presses, “Like what?”

“Like- Oh, shut up.” Randy muttered, beginning to walk toward Mickey’s bathroom.

Before he could get past him, Mickey’s large hand that Randy had so often admired shot out, wrapping around his forearm easily and holding him next to him.

“Don’t make it weird, Meeks. We can fuck if that’s what you want.”

Mickey said it so matter-of-factly it took Randy a little by surprise, his eyes shooting to Mickey, who still gripped the camera in his other hand, the band around his wrist and his arm resting beside him.

“But you’re not…” Randy’s voice trailed off and Mickey let out another laugh.

There is that infuriatingly dazzling smile as he asked, “I’m not what? Gay?”

Randy stumbles over his words as he responds, “I mean… Yeah. I’ve seen you with girls and stuff.”

“Yeah, so? What, you're a film major and think people can’t branch out a little?”

Randy frowned, this isn’t as simple as making a movie in a different genre, at least not to Randy. His eyes darting from Mickey’s hand wrapped around his arm and to his face. He couldn’t deny, when Mickey touched him, he felt an uncomfortably strong wave of arousal flow through his body and stab him straight in the stomach.

Fuck, he hated that Mickey made him feel this way. Fucking Mickey Altieri of all people. It was no surprise really, though. Randy had seen first hand, he could pretty much fuck anybody he wanted. He was outrageously attractive, magnetic and just downright charming. He couldn’t deny he was attracted to him, and had been for a pathetic amount of time. And now, here he was, telling him he wanted him.

Randy didn’t move, caught in a hesitating limbo, so Mickey helped him, tugging on his arm and pulling him in front of him.

He had no idea what he was doing. He’d thought about this, this moment more times than he cared to admit whilst he was fisting his cock in the shower, thinking of Mickey. His hands, his arms, his smile, his cock, and more often than not, his lips. He was always filled with guilt after, wondering how Mickey would feel if he knew that Randy touched himself to thoughts of him on his knees with Mickey in his mouth.

This was fucking unbearable.

Mickey’s brown eyes were fixed on Randy’s torn expression, watching the vast array of emotions pass over his face. Suddenly, it wasn’t so amusing.

“Nod if you want me.” Mickey said, his voice unnaturally soft and tender.

Randy’s final thought was simple.

Fuck it.

He nodded his head, eyes, watching as Mickey released his arm and gently palmed over himself. Randy hadn’t noticed before that he was already half hard. Did he know? This entire time that Randy wanted him this much? Did he want it as long as he did, too?

Mickey didn’t speak, but he stood to his feet, placing the still rolling camera down on his desk, the lenses facing them, a light smile on his lips as he leaned forward, his hand moving from his own aching bulge in favour of Randy’s. The two of them were wearing sweatpants, and Mickey smiled in satisfaction at how fucking hard Randy was for him. He could feel his heat, feel the throbbing before he even made contact.

Mickey’s other hand cradled Randy’s flushed cheek, finding it sweet how panicked Randy looked, as if he was afraid this was all some big joke to his expense. But this wasn’t, Mickey wanted Randy, had done since the first day the little geek challenged him in film class.

Randy found that focusing on the beauty spot just beside Mickey’s eyes calmed him down slightly, humanizing the other boy a little more.

Mickey wasn’t going to kiss Randy first, however. He felt like that was something Randy had to do, and it didn’t take him anywhere near as long as he expected.

The minute Mickey’s head ghosted over him, Randy bit the bullet, closing the space and pressing his lips against Mickey’s with a passion that took Mickey by surprise. Randy let out a shaking moan into his mouth, pushing himself greedily against Mickey’s hand in desperate need for friction, to which the other boy eagerly obliged, his hand moving to frail his fingers down Randy’s happy trail and slipping smoothly into Randy’s sweats and boxers, eagerly kissing him back as he did. Mickey tasted like mint, his lips were unbearably soft and something about them seemed like home, the rough feeling of Mickey’s stubble scratched against Randy’s face, so satisfying and just how he dreamed it would.

The moment Randy felt Mickey’s well worked hand wrap around his cock, he was worried he was going to cum then and there. His hips thrust a little as he gasped into Mickey’s mouth, feeling him smile against him as he did. Randy’s hands were fast and eager, but he was stopped sharply by Mickey, who pulled back, shaking his head.

“Oh, God I- I’m sorry, fuck, I-“

Randy began rambling, his face flushing a deep red. Mickey simply rolled his eyes, bending down to pull Randy’s sweats and boxers down before pulling his own shirt over his head, tossing it to the side. “Shut up, I thought it would be easier this way, no?”

This was the first time Randy had seen Mickey shirtless. He momentarily marvelled at the hairs on his chest, his toned stomach, and swallowed thickly.

Before Randy could reply, Mickey kissed him, deeper and with more vigour than last time. Randy’s leaking cock pressed between both of their stomachs. Mickey’s hands gripped Randy’s hips, pulling him even closer to him and forcing him to grind against him before he pressed him firmly up against the wall, his lips beginning to drift from Randy’s lips, to his jaw, to his throat.

“F-fuck.” Randy’s moan was unsteady, his hands unconsciously moving to knot in his thick dark hair, his hips beginning to grind against him by themselves. The friction felt incredible, but what felt even better was Mickey’s hand beginning to slowly pump Randy’s cock as he kissed his neck, the sensation making goosebumps rise on his skin.

Mickey used Randy’s pre-cum as lube as he allowed the boy to messily thrust against his hand, his simpering whimpers and moans fucking music to his ears.

“You have no idea how many times I’ve thought of you like this, Meeks.” Mickey breathed into Randy’s ear, twisting his hand expertly and relishing in the gentle whines flooding out from Randy’s lips. “A leaking fucking mess just for me.”

“Just for you.” Randy echoed Mickey’s words, his hands gripping his hair even tighter as his pace began to steadily increase.

The feeling of his rough hand gliding up and down his shaft, his messy cock aching and throbbing, it was nothing like he’d had before. His first and only time with Karen Kolcheck back in Woodsboro seemed pretty much laughable compared to how Mickey was making him feel right now with just his hand. Randy knew he was close, his balls were aching, and he could feel himself ready to unload all over Mickey’s stomach, but he didn’t want to. He knew that once he did, it would be over.

Fuck, he didn’t want this to be over.

“You gonna cum for me, Randy?” Mickey asked. Randy let out a soft whine, flinching in effort to avoid doing just that.

“N-no.” He groaned out, the grip on Mickey’s hair tightening.

Mickey let out a breathy laugh, his hand slowing to a gentle pump. “Why not?” He asked.

Randy didn’t answer, his head falling forward, so his forehead pressed against Mickey’s shoulder.

Mickey wasn’t having that. He pulled his hand away from Randy’s sloppy cock, knocking his arms out of the way so he could pull Randy’s head back before gripping his chin between his long fingers.

“Why not?” He asked again, his tone a little harder.

“Because I don’t want it to be done.” Randy blurted out. He felt Mickey cock twitch against his from the confines of his sweats and briefs and felt an overwhelming desire to touch him too. Mickey looked at the hungry expression on Randy’s face and smiled affectionately, releasing Randy’s jaw and sliding his hand into his hair.

“Okay, on your knees then.”

Before the words were completely out of Mickey’s mouth, Randy was on his knees, pulling down Mickey’s remaining clothes.

Randy had only seen his own dick and dicks in porn. No pornstar cock would ever compare to Mickey’s. The only word that came to mind was mouthwatering.

After Mickey spent a little time talking Randy through it, Randy took him greedily into his mouth, moaning at how delicious he tasted, his eyes fluttering closed.

“Fuckkkkk.” Mickey groaned, his head tipping back and one hand still resting on the top of his head. He glanced at the camera, picking it up and focusing it down on the adorable sight before him; Randy greedily sucking his cock as if his life fucking depended on it. Randy made a sound of disapproval at the sight of the camera, but Mickey shook his head. “Thought you might want to watch this back when you fuck yourself thinking about me.”

A brief thought of how the fuck does he know I do that? Crossed his mind for the briefest of moments before he forgot all about it, focusing on the feeling of Mickey’s thick, heavy cock in his mouth. He bobbed his head obediently, feeling Mickey begin to thrust harder, pushing his way down Randy’s throat.

“Yeah, good boy. Look up into the camera with my cock in your mouth, Meeks.” Mickey instructed, voice heavy and dripping with arousal. Randy did just that, feeling Mickey begin to twitch in his mouth as soon as he did. “Mm. You wanna get off?” He asked, smiling at Randy’s muffled yes. “Go on.”

Randy quickly took his own sensitive cock into his hand, realizing quickly his pre-cum had dropped onto Mickey’s hardwood floor. Mickey angled the camera, zooming in on the sight and watching it intently, his hips snapping against Randy’s face urgently.

“Fuck, I’m close.” Mickey grunted, halting his movement. Randy’s nose pressed against Mickey’s skin for a moment, beginning to splutter slightly as Mickey began to release hot ribbons of white down his throat, before pulling back to fill up Randy’s mouth.

The delicious taste, along with Mickey’s gorgeous expression, his head back and his chest heaving as he came, sent Randy into a convulsing mess, cumming all over his own hand, stomach and the ground beneath him. Mickey pulled out of his mouth quickly, relishing in the sound of Randy’s gasping moans as he finished.

It was silent between them for a moment, Randy trembling on his knees, not looking Mickey in the eyes. Mickey still had the camera rolling, looking fondly into the small window of it, before he glanced down at Randy pointedly.

“You made a mess, Meeks.”

Randy let out a sigh, relieved at the broken silence, before he asked, “What?”

Mickey nodded down beneath him at the cum staining the floor. Randy blushed, moving to shakily to stand up, only to be stopped by Mickey’s large, grounding hand.

“Clean it up.”

“I- I was going to. Was gonna get some paper towels and-“

“No, Randy.” Mickey cut him off, the cheeky smile back on his face as he knelt down in front of him. Mickey’s finger dipped into the impressive pool of white, before he raised it to his own mouth and licked it. Randy watched intently, his once softened cock twitching at the sight. Fuck.

“On your hands and knees-“ Mickey stopped, moving the camera and angling it down at the mess. “And clean. It. Up.”

Randy stared at Mickey for a moment, before nodding his head, and doing exactly what he was told.

He got on his hands and knees, dipping his head down, and began to lap up his own cum from the hardwood floor. Mickey watched through the camera, teeth sinking into his bottom lip at the sight.

“Good boy, Meeks.”

[firespirited]

Hackers 1995:

The computer nerdery is terrible (do watch Halt and Catch Fire if you want a history of computers) however the film does start out with social engineering and blind folder browsing using common passwords before it devolves into throwing viruses at a private server to 'overload' it.

The costuming is impeccable early 90s : well-off rebellious girl in rip curl, genderbending grunge, stretch tees for your futuristic cool guys.

Missing the heap of badly rigged computer junk that makes the room overheat and puts wires everywhere. Also missing in action : scraggly facial hair, terrible posture, the huge levels of racism and homophobia (yep, even coded into the programs).

You all were wrong about Matthew Lilliard as Cereal Killer being transfem... that was gangly white boy with postpunk swag in the 90s. There's a cartoon-cat-girl wearing phone hacker in high-waisted-trousers, leopard print and dancer's body language right there. Wild how the codes changed in the mid 90s, like how Barbie's Ken was sporty and bold then seemingly overnight he was gay if he wore a dash of colour with his suit.

The story and pacing weren't bad, the bad guy had period accurate pickup artist clothes and general vibe. The stakes weren't too silly.

It definitely has the pre-2001 optimism that permeated the web before the patriot act and y2k bug conspiracies. I miss that, a sweet spot between cyberpunk, cheap geek jokes and the hackers-as-villains trend.

It's just fun. Lilliard gets the best comedic lines, Miller is doe eyed and baby faced, Jolie gets to kick off her streak of strong female leads with an adorable pixie cut and lots of sporty ocean blues. Nikon appears late, Phreak and Joey are in jail half the movie so they get less attention which is a shame, I really liked their characters.

Highly recommend watching with the pause and rewind button to look at background costume and set designs for the club. Pretty camp, getting camper with time. The type of film to rewatch with company and quote at eachother.

This film was tailor-made for teen me: it would have landed perfectly: the music is spot on, the tech, the fashion, the sense of community and fun.

[missielynne]

I completely understand why a lot of people weren't happy with Thursday's Ghosts episode, but (whispers) I actually loved it!

We got more vulnerable, genuine Sam---I love when she's open about her insecurities and negative feelings rather than trying to be chipper and 'can do!' all the time. I also loved hearing she's super into musical theater - I've wanted to see more of her interests/hobbies aside from the fact that she likes rom coms and home decorating shows, and being a musical theater geek so fits her imo. I adore it. To be far, I'm much more of a Sam fan than most here, so that probably explains why I'm in a small minority who loved this episode.

That final scene of Alberta happily singing alongside Sam on stage while the other Ghosts are looking on and Jay's super proud of his wife was funny, charming and heartwarming and immediately cheered me up (I've been very depressed). That scene totally captured what I love so much about this show!

The normally down-to-earth Mark being hilariously pretentious about his acting was a funny and unexpected surprise

Sas always going for the unattainable and then referring to people he had only minimal contact with as his "exes" is both funny and (*bows head in shame*) relatable to me, and we definitely need his soft hopelessly romantic side to balance out how coldly instigative and manipulative he can be

Hetty and Isaac watching Sam train purely because they're "bored"--I mean, um, because they so want to support her---was amusing and so very them. I like whenever we get to see those two interact - they're such perfectly catty, petty, snotty BFFs.

So Pete has been bugging the living hell out of me this season, and even though being more confident and adventurous is the growth he needed, he's become so insufferable in the process and barely resembles the sweet, humble Pete I adored in previous seasons. Anyway, I'm giving the show credit for at least blatantly pointing out that he's being obnoxious and smug these past few episodes. It's comforting that the writers are at least aware of it and doing it deliberately, you know?

On a similar note, I love how the writing points out that Jay and Sam rarely ever have any guests staying at their inn and that their business is not exactly flourishing so far. Obviously I don't want Jay and Sam to fail in the long run, but it would feel so contrived and unrealistic if the inn was this instant success, especially given some of the "ghosts over reality" business decisions they've made! Until they figure out how to make the inn a success, I'm worried that Jay will have to sell beloved action figures to help them make ends meet :) -----

So, yeah, I actually loved the episode, but mostly because of #1---it was a great ep for the few of us who love Sam and like seeing other sides of her character!

It's totally fine that most disagree and I know you weren't crazy about it, but thank you as always for opening your blog to different perspectives!! I'm tempted to start a Sam Stan blog that like literally zero people will follow ;)

I admit I was one of the initial really dislikers. On my second watch that I did for my review, I found that it wasn't as bad as I thought it was initially and it grew from "This is unwatchable" to "It could have been better but I'll watch multiple times, mainly because the whole Alberta and Sam "training montage" made the episode for me.

1: I would say that point one is where most of my problems with the episode lie. Like I love the idea of Sam being open and sharing feelings too but I also don't hold on to bad experiences and let them linger and affect my life like she does so I guess it's kind of hard for me to give her particular problem here (and the fake prom date in Attic Girl") the sympathy they deserve because since I can just look at problem, deal with problem, and say goodbye to problem, a whole episode of dealing with "bullies were mean to me ten years ago!" or "I threw up at an audition more than fifteen years ago and it was so traumatizing I haven't been able to act since!" is a bit much to hold my interest when I could be watching ghost drama (I'm like Isaac and Hetty and Sass that way), but I like that she has a chance to work through it in general.

I did love her and Alberta doing the training together. Their friendship is one of my favorite things on the show and it warms my heart to see it every time it comes up. And I was so happy when she got the part, and when Alberta was standing with her so she could be more confident with her singing. I loved her journey in the end, it was just a little bumpy to me getting there.

2. Totally agree with you! That part almost made me happy cry and I felt so proud for Sam watching her perform.

3. Also agree. Seeing Mark in some other space besides "contractor" was both awesome and hilarious.

4. It seems like a lot of Sass's more selfish moments come from the fact that he's lonely and wants connection, so I hope Pete comes through with finding someone for him so we can see what else he's about. (Or even show him bonding with one of the other Woodstone ghosts who won't encourage his more conniving ways. I mean, he and Pete were/are roommates. Why not start there?

5. Gosh you have no idea how much I loved Isaac and Hetty as the peanut gallery. They say they were bored and no doubt they probably were, but if you think they'd miss a chance to be sassy and critical and have a good laugh at someone's expense, you would be wrong and I love them for that.

6. So agree about Pete! On the one hand, glad the doormat has finally found something that he can brag about to the others, you know? But yeah, it can make him a bit unlikable at times, like you say. And I'm also glad that yes...the show is actually showing that they're aware of it and now just acting like Pete deserves to be annoying because of all the ways the other ghosts have given him crap over the years, especially about Carol. I really hope that when he says he's gonna start using his powers for the good of the other ghosts, they mean it and we meet some really interesting spirits. But I also hope they don't swing the other way and ONLY have him use his powers for the good of the house and leave him with nothing. Happy medium is good.

7: I would love to see what they're gonna do to make the business pick up. In one of my fics I have Sam write an article about all the ghosts that haunt the place and they'll probably make money by showing people a haunted locale or something. Cause like you say, the show is clearly aware that Sam and Jay aren't the most successful people at present. I hope it won't lead to a big fight or something.

8: I love Sam too, and I love, so much, that we got to see her have a goal and succeed, even if her tendency to hold on to trauma is something that frustrates me about her character, I just...there are other things about her, like her drive to succeed and general optimistic outlook, that really draw me to her.

[crimswnred]

these hc are so cute ! maybe what halloween costume the Li would wear individually and in a couples costume 💓💓💓

HI YES YES YES I LOVE THIS QUESTION

I'm so excited!! ok, ok, without any further ado:

what the season 2 lis would wear for halloween (individually and in a couple)

bobby.

individually: look me in the eye right now and tell me he wouldn't dress up as spider-man. especially now with the spider-verse movies.

couple: he's a silly guy so I'm thinking he could wear literally anything after a little convincing, but ultimately, I'm saying:

beast boy & raven or robin & starfire (teen titans)

scott pilgrim and ramona flowers (scott pilgrim vs the world)

shark boy and lava girl

this has gotten way too long!! pls check out more under the cut 👇

gary.

individually: most likely a star war reference. or something funny. definitely something tight

couple: again, another silly guy who would wear anything you ask him, but here are my picks:

han solo and princess leia (and he absolutely loves it)

bowser and peach, not mario tho because that's too basic

bob and helen parr (the incredibles)

ibrahim.

individually: violet man. ok, let's say violet man isn't a real thing (like, well, it isn't). he's DEFINITELY dressing as another superhero. my guess? either superman or batman.

couple: he's gonna rock the best geek couple costumes ever and he'll show off. together, you guys will either serve cunt or die trying. here are some ideas:

batman and catwoman (the batman)

wanda maximoff and vision (wandavison)

jean gray and scott summers (the x-men)

noah.

individually: he would probably wear something that's more halloween than costume party, if you get what i mean? he prolly loves the holiday 'cause of his siblings and REALLY commits to the bit. fred krueger, jason, chuck, ghost face...

couple: like I said, he commits to the bit and goes all the way but he's sticking to the horror pattern because that's how it should go. some ideas include:

emily and victor (corpse bride)

other mother and other father (coraline)

beetlejuice and lydia (yes, the red wedding dress)

lucas.

individually: something sexy but that he doesn't need to put much effort in, like a vampire or something. i can't see him going all out for halloween, i'm sorry 😭

couple: now, when in a couple, it's a tad different... he's making sure you look good together and when i say good, i mean GOOD. you guys would probably be the hottest couple at any halloween party, here are some ideas:

gomez and morticia addams (let's put that stache to use, shall we?)

mr and mrs smith

tony montana and elvira hancock (scarface)

henrik.

individually: TARZAN. and he loves wearing nothing but a thong the whole night.

couple: I bet on something fun and easy, but also cute! he just wanna have fun with you and party for a bit, so I don't think he would propose something super complex. some ideas:

johnny and mavis (hotel transylvania)

daphne and fred (scooby-doo)

lola and bugs bunny (space jam)

kassam.

individually: I'm thinking classic and boring. doesn't care much when he's on his own. classic halloween stuff.

couple: HEAR ME OUT — iconic moments from pop culture. what do I mean by that? well, I mean:

britney spears and justin timberlake in matching jeans outfits

xtina and eminem (at the ICONIC vmas)

sony and cher (like halsey did!)

carl.

individually: spock! a little on the nose for him but COME ON. he's always dressing up as a star trek character, switching up every year. I can see him wearing something marvel related too.

couple: yeah, some star trek reference for sure but since that's not my breed of nerd (sorry not sorry), I'm saying:

jessie and james (pokemon)

loki and sylvie (loki series)

link and zelda (the legend of zelda)

ahh!! this was so much fun to do!! thanks for asking, anon 💝 I had a blast with your question!!

(!) I don't know enough about the missing LIs to add them to this list. if you'd like to ask for a specific islander that didn't make the list, don't be afraid to drop your request in my inbox.

more headcanons.

[hood-ex]

How did you like mutant mayhem? who was your fav

Loved it!! I had SO much fun watching it!!

The turtles getting their groceries from shipping containers/trucks?? Brilliant! Love that take!

I was pressed when I read that Leo was going to have a crush on April, but I actually didn't mind it in this case. (Even though I 100% prefer for them to just be best friend's/family and would never want to see April with any of them). Like Leo being such a nerd made it work plus April didn't show any interest in him, so it didn't bug me like I thought it would. Now if they try to turn that into something in the future then we're gonna have a problem, but it being a one-sided thing that Leo will hopefully grow out of (quickly!) is fine.

Speaking of April, I LOVE this version of April, and I love how they switched up the reporter thing a bit with her being super anxious to be on air bc it made way for some character progression. I do tend to prefer her being quite a bit older than the turtles, but I feel like her being a teen like them works in this universe.

Also, I love it when Leo is characterized as a nerd who says cringey/nerdy things sometimes and they delivered on that beautifully here with his speeches. It's veryyy 2k12 Leo vibes. Fucking loved it. Especially loved it when Leo actually had an amazing rousing speech during the Superfly fight scene and then after Raph complimented him on it, Leo started geeking out about how cool he sounded LOL. Obsessed.

"GO NINJA, GO NINJA, GO!" I started screaming when this started playing!! Secret of the Ooze reference let's gooo!

The milking... THE MILKING... the nipples and the milking!! Mikey and Raph got milked!! That running joke killed me. Also, since Mikey got milked first, I couldn't help but compare that to 2k3 when Bishop was going to use a saw to cut into Mikey's carapace while all the other bros had to watch. Althouuugh... ngl, I kinda wish Raph had gone a little more berserk over Mikey getting milked since he's so protective, but I understand they were trying to keep the mood light even though... it was... a torture scene... so uhhh... anyway.

"6 N' THE MORNIN' POLICE AT MY DOOR!!" 😂

"He's molly-whopping me!" LMFAO I was wheezing

All the bros singing BTS for Donnie's sake, and Donnie being like, "You guys don't even know the words..." HAAA

I love it in every iteration when Splinter gets involved to save his boys and this time was no different. Hell yeah feral rat dad!!

Mikey and Mondo Gecko, hell yes!! Bro, when the explosion rocked all the turtles and Mikey was disoriented?? The way his eyes looked after that?? Yeees!

THEIR SHELLS CRACKED 😱😱😱!! That "I'm gonna crack you like pistachios" joke killed me though

WHEN THE NEW YORKERS STARTED HELPING THEM TAKE DOWN SUPERFLY YESSSS LET'S GOOOO!!

Mikey or whoever telling Raph he needed therapy ALSKDJA

All the mutants living in the sewers with the turtles?? Full House vibes!! With Bebop and Rocksteady there idk kinda weird but I guess it works for this version of them.

I could not with their high school fits like 😭 April please take them shopping 😭

All in all, I thought it was super fun and I couldn't stop laughing the entire time. There was still kiiinda more of a Leo focus this time around, but it wasn't nearly as much as the Rise movie, so I'm glad it felt more balanced between each brother (and thank god we didn't have to sit through another Leo vs. Raph type of beef thing).

I think in terms of characterization, Leo was definitely characterized the best and felt IC. I feel like there could've been a bit more development for Donnie, Raph, and Mikey. Donnie had his anime/kpop thing, Raph had his love for violence, and then Mikey... there wasn't anything super defining about him other than maybe the fact that he signed up for the improv team try outs. But honestly, I'm not that mad at it because I'm sure they'll get more fleshed out in the TV show that's coming in the future. Now that they're attending school, I do kinda hope that Donnie takes some kinda robotics/woodworking/science classes because I'd love to see him develop the skills he's always depicted with.

As for my fav, I mean, it should be noted that Mikey is always my guy and that I'm usually going to focus on him the most in every scene, but other than him, I'd say Leo. I also really enjoyed April, Splinter, and Superfly though.

[otakween]

Digimon Tamers - Episode 40

Woohoo! 40 episodes :D I feel accomplished

This episode was mostly upbeat with some ooky-spooky stuff thrown in there for good measure. This show has a lot of tonal whiplash. I truly have no idea where they're going with this plot, so that's exciting. Compared to Adventure and 02, this is definitely the most unpredictable season. (Well, I know it'll have a happily ever after because its a kid's show lol).

Notes:

Beelzebumon gets zapped by a buncha digimon until he de-digivolves. I interpreted that as him getting attacked on purpose? Maybe? All the bug-like digimon swarming him creeped me out.

Culumon's ultimate (hehe) purpose was to perform "shining evolution" which insta-digivolves all the digimon to ultimate (at least those that have an ultimate form lol). I guess it also just calls out to digimon that are already ultimate too since Jijimon and Babamon show up. (Wait, why didn't it affect the main digimon? Ah well)

I kind of thought the Gods would have wanted to keep Culumon around permanently, but I guess they only needed them to help fight the D-reaper? I thought Culumon had more of an everyday purpose with digivolution...

Kenta's future partner shows up and just loves him instantly for no apparent reason lol. I guess it's just like when a stray cat chooses you. MarineAngemon is a lot tinier than I expected based on the videogames...

It's hard for me to comment on what's going on with Juri because I have no idea. At first it seems like her puppet is possessed and then she goes behind a rock and becomes possessed herself? Is she being controlled by some nefarious digimon? The true big bad? Guess I'll find out! (The puppet suddenly talking on its own was effectively creepy).

Hirokazu assuming Juri was hiding to use the bathroom made me wonder...do the kids feel the urge to go to the bathroom ever? Does it go by the same, weird ~belief~ logic as hunger? If he made that assumption, they must have been going to the bathroom this whole time I guess (somehow lol).

It was kinda cool seeing a bunch of ultimate digimon gather for good (as opposed to an evil army). Hirokazu geeking out over them was a nice touch.

They played the dial up sound! The nostalgiaaaa

Their plan to request help from randos around the world via email would never work nowadays haha. Straight to spam.

The Gods being like "we got this, you can go home now" felt kinda like a unique plot beat for Digimon. Usually the kids and their digimon are the only ones who can save the day, but I guess they don't go by "chosen children" in Tamers. Of course, they'll probably still need to stay and fight...something.

[iamblue15]

Mystery Kids if they were in BOTW and TOTK's Hyrule

Dipper would be overall ecstatic and enthralled in learning about pretty much everything Hyrule has to offer. The Kingdom's history of thwarting Ganondorf and his dark armies, the various races, creatures and monsters, materials and resources, the Depths and Sky Islands, etc. This could get him into trouble sometimes as he might run into dangerous situations. I can see him loading up his Purah Pad with as many pictures as it can possibly store.

Mabel would most definitely try her hand at making her own elixirs and dishes that turn out dubious and hazardous to anyone's health. That accounts for clothing and armor as she would use different dyes and alterations for people to look "glamorous yet efficient in battle". (It's shown little promise so far.)

With psychic powers in his arsenal, Raz doesn't have much to worry about defending himself. I like to think he'd take an interest in the Rito's aerial combat, utilizing his levitation ballon and psi blasts while airborne. Tulin would be impressed by his technique and even invite him for target practice.

There's no doubt Lili wouldn't spare a moment of hesitation when delivering punishment to whoever dares to oppose her and her friends, be it monster or Yiga. She'd commute with the different plants and flowers across Hyrule, especially with Silent Princesses as they are very rare. She also enjoys the company of the Koroks.

Due to a past experience with being in another world, Coraline would train to be the most prepared to face the dangers of Hyrule, taking up weapons and survivalist training. She'd be the first to take action if her friends or someone else were being attacked by enemies.

The Zonai technology would definitely be up Wybie's alley. From trying to figure out the different schematics to inventing some machines of his own, like a motorbike. He'd also collect different bugs and even monster parts which he supplies Coraline and the others with for crafting weapons and elixers. I see him being friends with Beedle as they geek out about bugs.

Norman would try to keep out of trouble as much as possible which is a little difficult to be arranged in this new world. He gets along with most of the inhabitants thanks to his friendly nature. Whenever they have to traverse the Depths, he always spots these green floating balls of fire that he swore could hear them whispering. He wonders if there's anything he and his friends could do to help them move on.

I feel like Neil would make good friends with the Gorons and they'd treat him as a "little brother". The elixirs are pretty much a godsend for him as they can replenish his stamina, boost his strength and speed, cool his body down, and more.

[blackberry-command-cap]

SWTOR OC catalog 🧀🧀

yea ok I don't have energy for fancy formatting but have some rambling descriptions (I guess it's fine tho bc if I gave introductions in real life it would not be any more coherant (more often than not I go to introduce someone and turns out I had their name wrong for WEEKS) )

but yes here are all my SWTOR OCs

Ga’eon Kachymov AKA Glen Iruusi AKA Lord Srije Narakati AKA TBD (Yes I like coming up with names why do you ask)

tagged oc: worst sith ever (+ anxiety)

Male Mirialan Sith Warrior. Complete cinnamon roll and worst possible person to be a Sith (affectionate). Baras took advantage of his inclination to trust (AKA gullibility) and messed him up big time. Anxiety and Imposter Syndrome made worse by the constant threat of death. But he’s got Vette and the Force and his love for plants, so it'll probably be okay?

Hopefully going to end up married to Jaesa Willsaam (but in my head she’s a totally different person) with two+ Mandalorian kids but either of them could definitely mess that up between here and the end of the class story.

Currently playing through Corellia (home stretch let's goooo)

A’la’zena AKA Cipher Nine

tagged oc: a'la'zena

Female Twi’lek Agent. My best attempt at Chaotic Good. Arrogant, contrary and despises feeling controlled more than anything else (Act II was nearly enough to turn her genocidal and it probably would have succeeded if not for bugboi). Always does the right thing but by her standards, not anyone else’s. Enjoys luxury and partying with her BFF Kaliyo. After Act III, took the Black Codex and disappeared. Now she runs a grassroots Space Illuminati 2.0: Chaotic Good version. Yes, it’s probably going to fail spectacularly. Yes, she’s pink. Don’t tell her.

Happily married to her emotional support bug with one adopted kid who will have no hope of a normal childhood. Shae’zena’s sister.

Currently done with the class story, with no intention of doing the expansions and plans to do a second playthrough.

Master Periflynn AKA the Bar’san’thor AKA area man officially so done with this

tagged oc: periflynn (tired)

Male human Consular (HC him as near human species that lives far longer). Practical above all else and duty bound to the Jedi. The only sane person in the entire Republic and very tired of dealing with everyone else’s messes. There to get things done and has no patience for pointless rhetoric or stupid people. Please stop putting him in management.

Proficient deadpan snarker, slicer, mechanic, and swoop bike pilot. Geeks out about software with Theran Cedrex. Nadia drags him to all the important ceremonies he’s supposed to appear at. Despises impractical ceremonial robes more than anything.

Diligently following the Jedi “no romantic attachments” policy and completely fine with that.

Currently done with the class story, with plans to play through the expansions at some point.

Captain Shae’zena

tagged oc: chaotic woke ✌️☮️🌼

Female Twi’lek Smuggler. Biggest ray of sunshine ever who also kicks butt. Flower child california hippie vibes. Takes nothing seriously except when innocent people are getting hurt, and then she's deadly serious. Founder of the Feminism Brigade; supports #killiklivesmatter

Largely exists because all my other OCs are very polite and serious, and I wanted at least one chill snarker who can say all the things that the others would think but not say.

Corso Riggs and *sigh* Doc currently under consideration for the position of bf. Depends on whether he (either of them) learns to respect her or not. Theron is also a definite possibility :D

Currently on Alderaan, with plans to play through at least KOTET.

Other, less developed OCs/OCs I may or may not actually play

Ffeud - Male Chiss Agent. Manipulative bastard who also somehow exudes the overwhelming impression that he is a trustworthy friend who would never lie to you and never did anything wrong. Unclear how he does it, because every aspect of that impression is completely wrong. Potentially force sensitive? A’la’zena immediately hates his guts.

Valkerie Beausoleil - Female Human Inquisitor. Literally and figuratively the black sheep of the Beausoleil family due to her ✨raven black hair✨ and strong force sensitivity. Disowned by her family, she becomes Sith anyway, determined to free the Empire from the rule of old complacent traditionalists set in their ways.

[layce2015]

Supernatural (Dean Winchester x Female!Reader)

St. Barnabas Church

Previous Chapter / First Chapter / Next Chapter

"Saved your asses! Talked the sheriff down to a fine. Dude, I am Matlock." Dean exclaimed, happily, as we walked out of the police station. "But how?" Sam asked him as we head to the Impala. "I told him you were a dumbass pledge and that we were hazing you and that (y/n) was helping." Dean replied.

"What about the shotgun?" I asked him. "I said that Sam was hunting ghosts and the spirits were repelled by rock salt. You know, typical Hell Week prank." Dean replied and I rolled my eyes.

"And he believed you?" Sam asked. "Well, you look like a dumbass pledge." Dean said when, seconds later, several sheriffs run out of the building and speed away in police cars. The boys and I exchange a look.

****

We park the car on another street then get out and walk around to the back of Lori’s sorority. "Why would the Hook Man come here? This is a long way from 9 Mile Road." Sam said, confused. "Maybe he’s not haunting the scene of his crime. Maybe it’s about something else." I suggested when two sorority girls come out the side entrance of the building, but they don’t see us.

We lean against the side of the house next to some bushes to hide themselves. "Dude, sorority girls! Think we’ll see a naked pillow fight?" Dean asked and I shake my head at him.

"You watch too many pornos." I said to him as I turn around and see Sam trying to climb onto the balcony of the house. Dean and I help him up and then climb up ourselves.

Once we're are up there, we sneak in Lori’s window. I fall on top of Sam by getting in the window then Dean falls on top if me. "Oh, sorry!" Dean and I said at the same time.

"Be quiet." Sam said as we get up.

"You be quiet!" Dean said to him.

"You be quiet!" Sam said.

"Both of you be quiet!" I growled to them then we start to look around the room and then see a writing on the wall.

"Aren’t you glad you didn’t turn on the light?” I read, shocked, then I turn to the boys. "That’s right out of the legend." I said to them. "Yeah, that’s classic Hook Man all right." Dean said then he taps his nose.

"It’s definitely a spirit." He said. "Yeah, I’ve never smelled ozone this strong before." said Sam as Dean moves over to the window as I look at the writing and see a mark under the writing.

"Hey, guys, come here." I said and they come over to me and I point to the cross symbol beneath the writing. "Does that look familiar to you guys?" I asked them.

****

Later, we were standing by the Impala and were looking at a picture of the cross symbol that we found during our research. "It’s the same symbol. Seems like it is the spirit of Jacob Karns." Sam said. "All right, let’s find the dude’s grave, salt and burn the bones, and put him down." Dean said as I read over the article that was with the picture.

“After execution, Jacob Karns was laid to rest in an Old North Cemetery. In an unmarked grave.” I read and we look at each other, annoyed.

"Super." Dean said, annoyed.

"Ok. So we know it’s Jacob Karns. But we still don’t know where he’ll manifest next. Or why." Sam said. "I’ll take a wild guess about why. I think Lori has something to do with this." I said then we get in the car.

****

Sam and I were sitting at a table, looking through our research, while a college party was going on. Dean walks up to us with a big smile on his face. "Hey." Sam and I greeted. "Man, you’ve been holding out on me. This college thing is awesome!" Dean said as he winks and smiles at a passing girl.

"This wasn’t really my experience." Sam said, shaking his head. "Let me guess. Libraries, studying, straight A’s?" Dean asked and Sam nods.

"What a geek. Alright, you and Einstein here do your homework?" Dean asked. "Oh, Haha, Dean. Very funny." I snarked and he shrugs. "What can I say? I'm a funny guy." He said and I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, funny as a wet noodle." I said and he scoffs at this.

"Anyway, it was bugging us, right? So how is the Hook Man tied up with Lori? So I think we came up with something." Sam said and he unravels a piece of paper and hands it to Dean.

"1932. Clergyman arrested for murder. 1967. Seminarian held in hippie rampage." Dean reads. "There’s a pattern here. In both cases, the suspect was a man of religion who openly preached against immorality. And then found himself wanted for killings he claimed were the work of an invisible force. Killings carried out—get this—with a sharp instrument." I explained.

"What’s the connection to Lori?" Dean asked. "A man of religion? Who openly preaches against immorality?" Sam said and Dean begins to understand. "Except maybe this time, instead of saving the whole town, he’s just trying to save his only daughter." 

"Reverend Sorensen. You think he’s summoning the spirit?" Dean asked.

"Maybe." Sam said, shrugging.

"Or, you know how a poltergeist can haunt a person instead of a place?" I said and Dean nods. "Yeah, the spirit latches onto the reverend’s repressed emotions, feeds off them, yeah, okay." He said.

"Without the reverend ever even knowing it." Sam states. "Either way, you guys should keep an eye on Lori tonight." Dean said and Sam nods but I raise an eyebrow at hom.

"What about you?" I asked him. Dean then looks at an attractive blonde, smiling at him by the pool table. "I’m gonna go see if I can find that unmarked grave." He said, reluctantly, as he looks at the blonde again. "Yeah...no. I'm going with you, horndog. Make sure you're actually doing the job." I said and Dean sighs.

"There you go again...ruining the fun." He grumbles. "Yeah, yeah...I'm a party pooper." I snarked then got up fron the chair, patted his shoulder and the two of us walked out of the building.

****

That night, at the Old North Cemetery, Dean and I began looking around with a flashlight. Finally, I come across a headstone that is engraved with the cross symbol. "Here we go." I said then I look over at Dean, who was a few feet away. "Dean! Over here!" I shouted and he walks over to me. He nods and we began digging up the unmarked grave.

***

"That’s it." I said after we dug up the grave. "Next time, I get to watch the cute girl’s house." He said as he breaks through the wooden floor of the grave and sees Jacob Karns’ remains. I rolled my eyes again as Dean said. "Hello, preacher." Then he throws his shovel aside.

I take a few items out of my bag then Dean and I pour salt and lighter fluid on the preacher’s bones then he lights a match. "Goodbye, preacher." He said and he throws the match into the grave and we watche the bones burn into flames.

****

Later, Dean and I ran into the hospital since Sam sent us a text saying he was at the hospital. We went down the hall and saw Sam talking to the Sheriff, we started to head towards him until two officers stopped us. "No, it’s alright, we're with him. He’s my brother." Dean said to the cops then he turns to Sam. "Hey! Brother!" He calls out and Sam and the sheriff turn to see us, both of us smile and wave.

"Let them through." The sheriff said and the two officers let us through. "Thanks." Dean and I said them we walk towards Sam. 

"You ok?" I asked him.

"Yeah." He replied.

"What the hell happened?" Dean asked him.

"Hook Man." Sam replied.

"You saw him?" I asked, shocked. "Damn right. Why didn’t you guys torch the bones?" Sam said and Dean and I gave him confused looks. "What are you talking about, we did." I said.

"You sure it’s the spirit of Jacob Karns?" Dean asked. "It sure as hell looked like him. And that’s not all. I don’t think the spirit is latching on to the reverend." Sam said.

"Well, yeah, the guy wouldn’t send the Hook Man after himself." Dean said. "I think it’s latching onto Lori. Last night she found out her father is having an affair with a married woman." Sam explained and my eyes widen at this as Dean just shrugs.

"So what?" Dean said. "Well, obviously she’s upset about it, Dean." I said and Sam nods at me. "Exactly! She’s upset about the immorality of it. She told me she was raised to believe that if you do something wrong, you get punished." He said.

"Ok, so she’s conflicted. And the spirit of Preacher Karns is latching on to repress the emotions and maybe he’s doing the punishing for her, huh?" Dean said.

"Right. Rich comes on too strong, Taylor tries to make her into a party girl, Dad has an affair." Sam said and Dean just blinks for a moment. "Remind me not to piss this girl off." He grumbles.

"But we burned those bones, we buried them in salt, why didn’t that stop him?" I asked them. "You must have missed something." Sam said. "No. We burned everything in that coffin." Dean said.

"Did you guys get the hook?" Sam asked us.

"The hook?" Dean and I said, in unison.

"Well, it was the murder weapon, and in a way, it was part of him." Sam explained.

"So, like the bones, the hook is a source of his power." Dean said. "So if we find the hook..." I said then all three of us, at the same time, said. "We stop the Hook Man." 

*****

"Here’s something, I think. Log book, Iowa State Penitentiary." Dean said as we sat at the library and looked through the papers. "Karns, Jacob. Personal affects: disposition thereof." He reads.

"Does it mention the hook?" I asked him. "Yeah, maybe." Dean said then he continues to read. "Upon execution, all earthly items shall be remanded to the prisoner’s house of worship, St. Barnabas Church." 

"Isn’t that where Lori’s father preaches?" I asked them. "Yeah." The boys said.

"Where Lori lives?" I asked and we looked at each other.  "Maybe that’s why the Hook Man has been haunting reverends and reverends’ daughters for the past 200 years." Dean said. "Yeah, but if the hook were at the church or Lori’s house, don’t you think someone might’ve seen it? I mean, a bloodstained, silver-handled hook?" Sam said and I get an idea.

"Check the church records." I said and the three of us get up and get the records.

"St. Barnabas donations, 1862. Received silver-handled hook from state penitentiary. Reforged." Sam reads, sometime later, before he sighs. "They melted it down. Made it into something else." He said and we nod at this.

****

Next thing I know, we make it to St. Barnabas Church then Dean parked the car and we start to get out. "Alright, we can’t take any chances. Anything silver goes in the fire." Dean said to us. "I agree." I said as Sam nods.

"So, Lori’s still at the hospital. We’ll have to break in." Sam said.

"Alright, take your pick." Dean said to him.

"I’ll take the house." Sam said.

"Ok." We said and Sam begins walking towards Rev. Sorenson's house.

"Hey." I called out after him and Sam turns around. "Stay out of her underwear drawer." I said, teasingly, and Dean snorts at this. "Very funny." Sam said as he walks away.

****

"Okay, I think that's everything." I said as I put the last of tbe silver items in the fire Dean made down in the basement of the church. "I got everything that even looked silver." Sam said once he comes down carrying a bag of silver. "Better safe than sorry." said Dean then we throw everything into the fire.

Suddenly, we hear footsteps above us. "Move, move." Dean orders as he takes his gun and we head upstairs.

We make it upstairs and see that Lori is sitting in a pew alone, crying. Dean lowers his gun and goes back downstairs when I turned around and see The Hook Man. Before I could react, he knocks me back, making me hit a pew then the floor, then he knocks Sam backwards into a wall. We get up and maneuver behind the Hook Man, who is standing over Lori.

"Guys, drop!" Dean yells once he comes back and holds up his gun. Sam and I crouch down and Dean shoots the Hook Man once, making Lori scream. He disappears into dust. "I thought we got all the silver." I said, annoyed.

"So did I." Dean said as Sam nodded.

"Then why is he still here?" I asked. "Well, maybe we missed something!" Dean said and we look around. Then Sam notices a cross necklace that Lori is wearing.

"Lori, where did you get that chain?" He asked her as she looks between the three of us. "My father gave it to me." She replied.

"Where’d your dad get it?" I asked her. "He said it was a church heirloom, he gave it to me when I started school." She said.

"Is it silver?!" Sam asked. "Yes!" She said then Sam rips the chain off from around her neck. 

"Guys!" Dean shouts and we see a long scratch being made in the hallway. He throws me the rifle and the rock salt and Sam tosses Dean the necklace. Dean runs back downstairs while I aim the gun at the scratch, that is being made, and shoot.

I quickly reload the gun with rock salt when The Hook Man appear and knocks the rifle out of my hand. Sam, Lori and I crawl into the corner and watch the Hook Man tower over us.

But then The Hook Man stops with his hook in the air. The hook begins to melt and then the rest of his body burns into nothing. Dean runs upstairs to make sure the Hook Man is gone then walks over to us and gives us a knowing look. 

****

"And you saw him, too? The man with the hook?" The Sheriff asked later that night as we stood outside of the church. "Yes, I told you, we all saw him. We fought him off and then he ran." Dean said to the sheriff.

"And that’s all?" The Sheriff asked, not sure if he believes out story. "Yeah, that’s all." I said to him.

"Listen. You three—" the Sheriff started to say but Dean holds his hands up. "Oh, don’t worry, we’re leaving town." He said then we walk over to his car. I look over and see Lori and Sam talking as Sam gets bandaged up by the paramedics.

"You sure you're okay?" Dean asked me and I look over ar him and smirked. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bump on the head is all." I said as I rubbed the back of my head. "That Hook Man had one hell of an arm, I can tell ya." I said. "Yeah, it looked like it hurt like hell." He said and I smirked. "Yeah it did." I said then I whinced as I felt a jolt of pain through my head.

"You sure you don't wanna get check out?" Dean asked with concern. Then I began to chuckle. "Wow, never realized you had a heart, Winchester." I said. "Well...yeah...you're my best..friend. Gotta make sure you're okay." He said, quickly, and I give him a suspicious look. The way he said it, made it sound like that's not what he really wanted to say. I feel like he'a hiding something. Is it possible what that skinwalker said to me was true? I thought as he clears his throat then swallows before he looks at me.

"What?" He asked. I smirked and shook my head. "Nothing." I said as Sam walks over to us.

"You alright?" I asked him and he nods then he looks over his shoulder at Lori, who looked a bit sad. "We could stay." Dean said to him. Sam shakes his head then gets into the car, Dean and I share a look and I shrug before we get inside of the Impala and began to drive away.

[ratsoh-writes]

How's this, hoe 😘

Personality traits:

• i am gonny, hear me roar

• mama: am mom, and all are baby

• wifey: you will be relentlessly wifed

• chef: 20 shots of pasta straight up the ass

• sexy: I am sexy. You are sexy. All is sexy

• manager: family manager, home manager

• bossy: no no, we have to do it this way

• red soul: i see it, i like it, i want it, i got it

• love lang: physical touch, quality time

Dealbreakers / Pet Peeves:

• incompetence: do your tasks well, without me telling you to, and without me having to teach you the little things

• childishness: i need a grown ass skele

• stress: keep the distribution of labor equal

• child-free: little too late for that, daddio

• unclean: wash your god damn asshole

• overworking: prioritize me and bbs

• little bitch: let me bite you

Attractive Traits:

• i like the old, ugly, rugged, scary, grumps

• strength 💪 bench me

• general dad energy, dad bod

• the more skills, the hotter

• men trying to impress you by showing off their skills is foreplay

• wisdom, experience, accomplishments oh my

Hobbies:

• old lady: knit, paint, photo albums, read

• wine mom: wine helps me drink

• baby mama: bring me my baby

• geek: media consumption?

• menace: i will bug you, then bite you

• princess: sing and dance everywhere

Favorite Items:

• baby

• phone

• my own breasts

• soup

• perfume

• gnome

Shdhdhdh so I had three main traits to look for in your matchup: competent, likes kids, and horny. And then when finding those three traits, I had to pick one who wouldn’t self combust after a week with you. After much trial and error I match you with…… NOIR- just kidding! I match you with LUSH!! Lush is lustfell sans, and just the rugged dreamboat for you!

You like strength and accomplishments? How about starting a couple dozen businesses through loans, making absolute bank, and being a boxing champ work for you? Lush is a very successful monster in many ways~

Lush does want kids someday, and while his job normally keeps him quite busy, he’s more than prepared to hire someone to take over much of it so he can focus on the family once kids are in the picture. Lush is a duty bound monster, and his first line of responsibility is is SO and family. It would take a while for any step kids to get used to him though, since he is a scary guy at first glance

While his decoration style isn’t bad at all, it definitely clashes with yours. However he’s fkn rich and doesn’t care that much as long as the home looks put together, so you get free reign pretty quick. However rich people are weird, and currently he’s trying to convince you that having a guard-chimera is just the accessory that the home needs lol.

He can’t sing. But he’ll sing if you sing. So if you value your virgin ear holes, don’t sing around him. If you don’t value them though, have fun making dying cat noises with him. At least until pepper or your kids yell at you both to shut up

[scores-of-antiheroes]

@marvelmyriad [T O: Jamie Barnes 911 verse]

[2147 I:I 9:47pm] Karen Williams was also working late. She seemed to be in her own little world growling at her computer, while neurotically looking at her phone. Virgil suspected that it was Hen wondering where she was and if she was okay. I guess that's the price one pays for being in a relationship with a first responder. "Hey! Yo Karen. Breathe girl. Is that geek box giving ya troubles? Want me to come take a look?" Virgil said loudly from the other side of the room with a chuckle. Karen looks up and at Virgil in that daze that one only gets from being pulled out of their hype fixation. "Huh? Wha...? Oh. No I'm good. Think I'm calling it a night anyway. Hen wants me home." Karen shook her head and smiled. Karen closed her laptop and started gathering her notes. Virgil smiled and shrug. "All-right. No worries. See ya tomorrow, I guess. Tell Hen, What's up for me." Turning his gaze back to his own laptop to finish the project that he was working on, which wasn't much, only trying to figure out a bug in the programing for a robot that the lab was working on that could help astronauts while floating around in zero gravity. "Will do, Virg! We'll have to get together again soon!." Karen yells back as she hurries out the doors. Virgil hears the sound of Karen locking the doors and begins focusing on his work. [2223 I:I 10:23pm] Virgil had done what Virgil does and he hyper fixated on fixing the bug to the point that he didn't know how much time had passed since Karen locked up. Wait. Did Karen lock up? Virgil was pretty sure that she had. Virgil shook his head and chuckled to himself. Distractions. Ugh. C R A S H! The sound of breaking glass. Okay. Virgil was now sure that Karen had locked the door. Why else would someone break the glass front doors? Wait. Virgil remembered that his building had cameras, then pulling up the security feed on his laptop. There was definitely someone or someones breaking into the building. Virgil quickly pulled out his phone, and began dialing 911 as he rushed to the door of the room that he was in, closing it quietly, and shutting off the lights as he ducked down.

"Uh....Yeah. I'm at the Blue Origin Robotics' building. Someone is definitely breaking into the building. I've got the security feed yup. Looks like there is 3 of them." Virgil quickly and quietly explained to the dispatcher, who proceeded to ask Virgil questions. She helped keep him calm as he waited for first responders to arrive. Virgil crawled over to his deck and grabbed his laptop, putting it in his bag and then strapping that to his back, putting the phone, along with the 911 operator, pressed between his shoulder and his ear. "I'm back. Got my laptop 'nd I'm down low. I think I got a place I can hide." Virgil rushed to a nearby door with a plaque that said Janitor on it, and slide inside as flash lights swept into the room that he was just in. They were coming closer.