#hq ro

[h3ad-quarters]

*the creature returns eight hours later JUST to scurry across his desk and freak him out* (also ooc rq but I have my HQ design, right?and I sorta wanna make him a bird dude but I'm having trouble deciding, should I make him bird dude or nawt...)

"WHAT THE FUCK- HEY-"

HQ attempts to catch the creature, trying to stop it from messing up any of his work

//ooc: hell yeah dude do it! I love seeing everyones hq designs!

[gingerhead-shoyo]

*Throws a fish at you*

*Runs*

HUH?? WHY—

[lyrate-lifeform-approximation]

🎺What kind of music do you mostly listen to? Do you know how to play an instrument, and if not, which one would you want to learn to play?

i listen to a variety of music, i don’t particularly have a specific genre, but if i had to narrow it down i’d say phonk, classical and pop. very diverse, i know.

i know how to play the piano but if i wanted to i could just add more codes to my programming to learn more instruments.

if i wanted to learn to play one i would say the viola. it might piss off miggy aha

[meitanteisachi]

Just me talking in the tags

[nothoughtsnoya]

Why Did Spotify Recommend Me This. I Have Never Listened To An x Reader Audio In My Life

[blackstar-liveblogs]

Soooo, to recap what happened this morning.

During this entire post I'm talking about the characters, ofc:

CPK woke up. Aimsey went to meet him to catch him up to speed. Tubbo showed up shortly.

Eventually, Pangi and Ros joined in as the conversation turned into arguments due to what happened between Aimsey and Tubbo yesterday.

Tubbo was saying how he felt unappreciated and non-listened to, while also having this whole deal of refusing to help on the quests. Aimsey was saying that yesterday they were trying to be a leader and stand their ground.

Tubbo stated that the only way he would be satisfied is that if Scott is kicked out of Blue. Aimsey refused and said that's just not going to happen.

Aimsey offered the choice that he could leave the faction, because he would never be happy with the Teal Titans and they will keep clashing heads, or he could co-lead with them.

Tubbo asked if co-leading would give him power to kick a member out, and Aimsey kept refusing.

Tubbo called a Keeper and asked for their opinion on the matter. The Keeper said that if Tubbo was unhappy, it would be better if he left.

And it was done, the Keeper turned Tubbo factionless and he walked away.

CPK had enough of him, basically, and was now set on a mission to kill him. Him and Aimsey did agree some time back that if Tubbo dared to leave the faction, they would murder him, so.

Then Scott woke up, and both Aimsey and CPK met him at the HQ (CPK mocked Tubbo about this briefly on the way). Aimsey catched him up to speed on what just happened, all while CPK was literally running and flying in circles around the base, in hostile vigilante mode, saying that was their base and looking out that Tubbo did not approach.

Scott was still sure that this had nothing to do with him specifically, but the fact that he wasn't able to voice his opinion before he joined the faction.

Tubbo showed up with the Snarmy and started attacking at the front door, claiming war on Scott. Scott attacked with kindness and gave the snails golden apples (it actually worked).

The snails took some of CPK's levels.

It was there when Tubbo implied that all of this was for him to have a reason to go against Blue and use the Snarmy. If this was serious or not, Aimsey took it at face value either way.

Scott asked why do they keep living here and proposed to move far away again. Aimsey did not sound fond of the idea, so he suggested to help Tubbo finish his portal to another realm instead.

The Teal Titans parted ways for a bit.

Scott went to offer his help to Tubbo. It was established that Tubbo does not have anything against Scott, like he was already guessing, but the issue was that he was not added to the faction ''the right way.''

Tubbo warned Scott that the rest of Blue will manipulate his emotions. Scott just said that he doesn't have those emotions to be affected that way.

CPK and Aimsey joined the frame again. The conversation was going nowhere and CPK splashed milk on him to get rid of the immortality and kill him.

CPK and Aimsey left a bit after. Scott still wanted to make sure that he wasn't involved in the beef, was relieved when that was confirmed, gave Tubbo blocks to help him and left back to sleep.

And more has happened since I started writing this post.

I love morning lore hkbgkh.

[81pastrys]

There’s No Legacy

Part 1 / ?

Summary— She won the F2 championship, but Nico doesn’t let her celebrate her way

Warnings— slight crash out

A/N— I’m running out of series ideas 😵‍💫

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“Papa I want to go out and celebrate!” She argued.

“No! You have to fly tomorrow and it’s not happening!” Nico argued back.

“I won the Formula 2 Championship!” She was yelling now. “I can’t go out and celebrate with my team?”

“No! We fly tomorrow I said, now stop yelling at me!”

“This isn’t fair!” She groaned as she walked away. They were arguing in the Mercedes HQ. No one was directly near them, but people heard.

She goes to her driver room a floor above and slams shit around. Lewis knocks and walks in unannounced seeing her upset. He grabs ahold of her, rocking her side to side soothingly. She cries in his arms. “Shhh, it’ll all be okay.” He whispered.

“It’s not fair!” She sobbed.

“I know, he’s just being a dad.”

“Talk him out of it please!”

“I can’t do that, he won’t listen my love.” He responded. “You can’t break things in anger.”

“I’m sorry.” She mumbled. “I did what he wanted!”

“I know, it’s hard. He is your dad and I know you, you will regret this later.” He said. “You’ve got to accept it.”

She stayed quiet. Lewis talks to her more and calms her down. She’s still mad but not as mad as before. She fixed up the room and goes to apologize to Nico. She finds him in the same room as before. Lewis gestures for her to go ahead and Nico drops his phone on the counter, crossing his arms and sighing.

“I’m sorry for yelling at you earlier, I was out of line.” She said, anxiously fiddling with her hands.

“It’s okay, I just don’t feel it’s safe for you to go out tonight.” He said. “We can celebrate back home okay?”

She hugged him and he hugs back. Afterwards she hugged Lewis again. “I’m leaving tonight, but I will see you in about a week or so.” He said.

“Okay, I can’t wait!” She said excited now.

The start of winter went well. They stayed with her grandparents in Monaco. Then they rented an airbnb near Isles of Scilly with Lewis. Nico asked if she wanted anyone to go with them and she picked Ollie. He was her best friend throughout karting and in F2.

“Thank you for inviting me!” Ollie said.

“No problem, I didn’t want her to be left out!” Nico said. She playfully punched his arm in embarrassment.

“I don’t think she’d be lonely Nico.” Lewis laughed. “Maybe bored.”

“So bored, casually chilling on a boat with 2 world champions.” She joked. Ollie laughs.

“Now we both are, look at us.” He joked. “Not everyone can say that.”

“I live with one so…” She trailed off. “What are we doing after this papa?”

“I don’t know Ros.” He mocked a nickname the F2 grid gave her.

“Nico you’re just embarrassing her.” Lewis laughed. “Let her have some fun!”

“Yeah papa.” She said. “This is my celebration.”

“You never went out after winning?” Ollie asked.

“No because Someone- papa- wouldn’t let me.” She joked around.

“Sorry I didn’t want my 17 year old going out to party.” Nico said.

“Did you mention I was there?” Ollie asked.

“Wouldn’t have mattered, I had a flight next day.”

“So sassy.” Lewis said. “Is boating with 2 world champions not enough celebration?”

“Could’ve been 3!” She said. “I wanted Fernando to come.”

“That would’ve been, I don’t even want to think about it.” Nico said laughing after. “He was busy.”

“Sure…” She said. “Busy…”

“You didn’t even text him did you?” Lewis asked smiling. Nico doesn’t answer and they started laughing.

“Ugh!” She laughed. “How dare you!”

“He would’ve complained the entire time!” Nico said.

“Alonso is a complainer?” Ollie asked.

“Oh big time, if he didn’t plan it, it’s wrong.” She said.

“Wrong.” Lewis said. “If he doesn’t want to be there he complains.”

“Well says a lot.” She said. “Guess he doesn’t like me.”

“No, it’s Lewis and I.” Nico laughed.

This will prob be the last series for a min, I have writing to do.

@widow-cevans @il0vereadingstuff @angelluv16 @pandabiiissh @kallanfiona

[kuroppiii]

HI HIHIII!! i have a silly request if you dont mind ×_×

there are a few haikyuu boys with longer hair (kenma, bokuto(?) etc.) and i wanted to see some reactions if gn!reader were to put pigtails in their hair heheheh

idk if this is more of headcanons than a drabble but youre the writer so please choose what u think is right T_T

fluff pleaseee >3< thats it!!!! cheers ro!!! laters!!!!

- 🍸 (begging for this emoji pretty pretty please with a huge cherry on top)

  hairdresser ᵕ̈        hq boys ( kenma , bokuto ,        kuroo , sakusa , asahi , yamaguchi ,        suna ) x gn reader ˎˊ˗

⋮⋮ ˒ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ 𖥻 ⿻ : putting long-haired   ⋮⋮  hq boys in pigtails

📋 content     ♡ # 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧 🐮     ♡ # 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦 🥛     ♡ # 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴 🥛     ♡ # ~3.4𝘬 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴     ♡ # 𝘤𝘸 : 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘶'𝘴

🧸 directory ‹ ✩  like what you read ? check out more of my blog !  •ᴗ•

💬 kuroppiii ─ “ hello my new 🍸 anon (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ this idea is SO CUTE tysm for suggesting it . sorry it took a bit but i did both hcs and drabbles , just for you xoxo ”

︴kozume kenma ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘°  

he doesn't know why you want to but he lets you anyway

i'd say, in high school at least, he doesn't really put his hair up (obvi since he doesn't do it during matches) because he doesn't know how he feels about how it makes him look in public

but when he's at home he'll def put it up if it's getting in his way of his video games

he actually has hairties strewn about his room, but for some reason they're like all different brands lol

"sometimes i run out and just grab the first one i see getting off the train."

you grab one that's hanging off the corner of his pc

"pfft didn't know you liked kuromi like that"

"oh that... that actually came from a set with a my mel tie..."

so OF COURSE you track down the my melody pair and start to comb through his blonde hair

he plays a game but asks you what his next moves should be in-game now and then to stay engaged with you, as you sit behind him and pigtail his hair

tbh i think his hair would feel dead af from the bleach as you style it but its ok you still love him!!!

"okay, done!" you open up your phone camera and hold it out in front of kenma. he quickly pauses his game and lightly grasps your hand holding the phone as he checks himself out.

"hm... i look ridiculous," he chuckles, "i look like a 5-year-old girl."

"yeah i don't think kuromi and my mel are helping with that, either," you joke. kenma shakes his head around for the two pigtails to swing about his head, the little character charms on the hairties clinking about and making you burst out in laughter. you try to line up your phone to take a picture of him, but he catches you in the act.

he gently swats your arm away and swaps the phone in your hand with his hand in the process, "babe, noo."

"just one? please?" you pry.

he shakes his head and takes your hand up to his lips, kissing it but mumbling out against it a firm...

"no."

"ken."

his eyes are still glued to the screen...

"no."

"with a cherry on top?"

he turns and leaves a quick kiss on your lips, looking into your eyes before whispering...

"no."

despite all his protests, though, rest assured you walked away that night with a new photo in your favorites album: kenma covering his face with his controller with the purple and pink sanrio bunnies holding up two blonde pigtails on the top of his head.

but that was inevitable, he could never resist his baby for too long.

︴bokuto kōtarō ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘°  

"anything you want babe!!"

anything to spend time with his favorite person

theres too much fucking gel in his hair so you send him to the bathroom to water it down a bit

he comes out with his hair all wet and dripping and over his eyes screaming

"um, kō... did you even dry your- your hair...? baby it's getting all over the floor"

"oh! oh yeah, sorry about that babe, i'll do that right now for you"

but you see a glint in his pretty golden eyes

the fucking brat

he shakes his head like a dog, hitting you with water and you squeal at him to "go use a towel, idiot!"

nonetheless, once you put him in pigtails, he takes a look at the grey and black sprigs coming out from his head in the reflection of his phone screen and can't help but let out a hearty laugh

"this is great y/n, do another one on me, wouldy'a?"

"wait, really?"

"yes! plus, you like this stuff, right? if you're having fun then make me beautiful, beautiful."

he lets you take a few pictures before you hand him your phone to look for other hairstyles, & he takes the phone with a quick kiss to your lips

he scrolls on your phone trying to find a new hairstyle to have you do as you start undoing the ponytails on his head. his hair dried a bit while the pigtails were in, so you run your hand through his hair and ruffle it up a little bit to get rid of the indent the hairties made.

"oh! what about this one," bokuto beams, holding up a pinterest pin of a manbun, "do you think i got enough hair for you to do it?"

you take your phone back to get a better look at it as bokuto tries to gather up as much of his hair in his two hands and hold it up in an... attempt at a manbun.

you look at him and feel laughter bubble up in your chest, but you manage to make out a, "well we can certainly try, kō."

"really? can we?" he smiles at you. you nod and bokuto dives in to kiss you through your giggling. after a moment, you feel the still-damp ends of his hair fall to brush against your forehead, as his hands go from holding his makeshift manbun up to gently holding the face of his one and only love.

︴kuroo tetsurō ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘°  

yeah no this loser definitely has a thing when it comes to people touching his hair

like a DEFENSIVE thing bc no one can convince me it's NOT the longest part of his morning routine

so it takes some convincing but he finally caves bc it's you the love of his life

"fine! but just this once!"

once again, gotta water down the gel

but this time he's like,,, weirdly embarrassed?? and shy?? and cute?? about the fact you're seeing him with his hair wet and undone like this

"baby you cannot tell anyone you saw me like this"

"aww but tetsu you look just as handsome like that"

"ok so we're lying now, i see how it is"

so you sit crossed-legged in front of each other on the floor, and you have him hold the comb and hairties

he sits there all pouty as he has to bend down a bit for you to reach his hair bc he's so tall end me

NO PICTURES!!! the bastard even tries to hide your phone

"tetsu! give it back!" you complain. you've crawled into his lap and yet his arm still holds your phone too high up and out of your reach. "i swear i won't post it anywhere–just one picture, please?"

"absolutely not!" he says through a chuckle. he cranes his neck up and uses your phone to look at his own reflection. he groans at the sight of his spikey locks sticking out from the two pigtails on his head.

"babe," he whines, "this is really messing with my self image."

"yeah right, as if the rest of you isn't literally perfect."

"not true! as long as my hair is concerned right now. but y'know what?" he finally brings your phone back down to his side but holds the side of your face with his free hand.

"what," you deadpan, before trying to quickly grab your phone back. but to your dismay, he holds it out behind his back and out of your reach once again as he continues.

"i'd feel a bit better if i could get a kiss. just a little one," he mumbles with that shit-eating grin you can't help but love, "who knows, maybe i'll feel so much better that i can give your phone back."

"and let me take a picture?" you ask hopefully.

he looks into your eyes and starts to caresses your cheekbone with his thumb, "well... that might depend on how good this kiss goes, yeah?"

least to say you got your photo, and then some other perks while you were at it.

︴sakusa kiyoomi ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘°  

"omi, i don't think i've ever seen you with your hair up–"

"i put it up when i have to clean."

"oh right!"

you just never noticed because he wears a little bandana on top of it too cutie pie

but when you ask to put his curls in two little pigtails it takes a little bit of convincing

no one's ever really touched his hair before

he's the biggest sucker for you though so eventually he lets you have your way with him

and surprisingly, he feels so loved having his hair played with by your beautiful self and you just look so cute as you do it and you talk to him about the most generic things that this guy starts to get antsy

like i'm talking hands all over your legs and waist as you're sitting in front of him and as he's starting at you with literal heart eyes

he just needs to hold you you're so adorable to him rn

you can really see his two beauty marks with his hair pulled up and you give them a little kiss when you're finished

"look at him komori," you coo, facing sakusa's phone camera toward him with his cousin on the other end of the line. you had called komori to show off your work, but sakusa couldn't care less as he clings to you now that you're finally finished doing his hair.

"wow cous', this is definitely a new look for you," the brunette giggles through the phone. sakusa tries to hide his face in your neck and groans,

"don't you have anything better to do, motoya? bye."

and with that, sakusa takes hold of your hand and hangs up the call on his phone.

"i quite like it, omi! your cousin agrees with me too," you tease. sakusa can't help but chuckle lightly as his arms wrap around your torso tighter. you can feel the smile creep onto his lips against the skin of your collarbone.

"yeah, whatever. we can do this more often, i guess," he sighs, "the you-playing-with-my-hair thing, not the my-cousin-being-involved thing, mind you."

︴azumane asahi ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘°  

omg shut up i will always have a soft spot for this man

ofc since his hair is very much on the long side, he already puts his hair up in a simple ponytail or the occasional manbun from time to time

so yes he agrees to the idea when you bring it up, even if it’s a different style than he’s accustomed to

he didn't think it was gonna be that much of a big deal, after all, he's tied his own hair thousands of times

what he didn’t realize, however, is how different the experience is when you’re the one combing your hands through his hair MMMM

he's absolute putty in your hands shut upppp

deliberately pulls out some strands so you have to sit there and play with his hair longer

"love i think you missed a spot."

"i literally saw you pull that piece out."

he’s between your legs on the floor as you sit on the couch, the volleyball highlights he was watching on his phone still running but now long-forgotten. he uncontrollably tilts his head back with every move you make as you run your hands along his hair, parting it and smoothing it down where necessary.

“‘sahi stop moving,” you giggle. all he can do is hum in bliss as you try to get his hair together amidst him leaning into your touch every other second.

"love, is the first one done yet?" he asks innocently, eyes closed, as if his scheming hasn't costed you an extra 20 minutes or so trying to fix his hair up.

"just keep watching your highlights and keep your head still!" you plea with a hairtie between your teeth, finally managing to gather one half of his hair into a ponytail. and just as you were ready to stretch the hairtie out and make the first loop around the bunch of wavy brown hair that you had in your hand, asahi just so happens to readjust how he's sitting beneath you, making some locks fall out from your grasp.

"asahi!" you let go off the hair and draw out a frustrated sigh. you can hear him chuckle as he leans his head against your thigh, turning his head to look up at you.

his hand is already guiding your dejected one back towards his hair, "oops, sorry angel. i guess you'll have to start all over again."

︴yamaguchi tadashi ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘°  

how could he ever say no to you

i think esp senior captain!tadashi started on the habit of tying his hair back for games hot, so he actually does have a few hair ties on hand

but if you use hairties you KNOW he keeps some of yours on his own wrist in case you ever need one (🤭), even if not using them on your own hair like right now

he’s very well behaved as he sits on the toilet seat while you stand in front of him between his legs and get to work

the little piece of hair that sticks out from the top of his head is a pain in the ass tho

every time you think you've successfully smoothed it down, it springs back up again

meanwhile to pass the time, his hands rest on your hips as he asks you about your day, about what shows you’ve been watching recently—anything under the sun

"what happened then? tell me more sweetheart."

in the lulls of your conversation you can feel his thumbs lovingly glide back and forth along your hips im dying i love him

you stand behind yamaguchi in the cramped bathroom, him hunched over the sink as he observes himself and the new look you’ve given him.

you watch him through the mirror as he holds back a smile. his hand reaches about to touch the points at which the tips of his olive hear sprig out from the pigtails of your doing, his stomach peeking out from his worn out white tshirt as it lifts a little at the careful movements he makes.

he finally breaks the silence “yeah… i wouldn’t go out like this anytime soon.”

the two of you can’t help but burst out in laughter, at how ridiculous he looks and the ridiculous way you two have just passed the evening. the sound echoes along the tiled walls of the bathroom.

as your laughter dies down, yamaguchi turns and wraps those same arms that were poking at the pigtails in his hair, around your waist.

he pulls you close, “but they look good, love. maybe just not for me."

you look up at him and he swears he can see a universe of stars in your eyes, "you really think so tada? they were kind of rushed..."

"of course!" he leans his forehead to yours and touches his nose to yours, "maybe we can open a hair salon for you to hone your skills."

his comment makes you giggle, and he can't help but lean in closer to give your smiling lips a quick peck.

︴suna rintarō ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘°  

you knew the only way you could achieve getting pigtails on this guy was by ambushing him

"zzz.."

so as he's dozed off on the bed, you slowly maneuver your way behind him

mf's a heavy sleeper so you eventually realize you actually don't have to be super gentle as you pull his hair into two little ponytails

his hair's already parted down the middle so it's pretty easy

goddamn is his hair silky smooth

you gotta ask for what products he uses bc holy shit why's he been gatekeeping them from you

i feel like his hair is long enough that actually they kind of sag down once you put them up in little curves coming out the top of his head like a bunny!!

but just as you're looping the hairtie one more time around the second pigtail, you accidentally pull on it a bit too hard and it quickly snaps against the top of his head ouch lmao

suna groans as he starts to shift and stir awake at the feeling of his head getting bonked. you have to restrain yourself from laughing as he absent-mindedly reaches back to see who it is that woke him up from his nap, hand slowly patting down your side. even through his sleepy haze, he can tell it's you and he lightly hums in contentment before turning around and engulfing you in his arms.

"sorry, rin, i didn't mean to wake you," you whisper.

for a brief moment as he's cuddling into you, he opens an eye to see your face. though you were trying hard to contain them, your laughter starts to escape between your upturned lips and suna's brows furrow in confusion. what's so funny?

he leans back again to find his phone on the bedside table and you watch as he catches a glimpse of his new hairdo before he can check the time.

all you hear is him mumbling something along the lines of, "you're something else," before he's plopping his phone down onto the sheets and he's tucking his head under your chin.

the two pigtails tickle your face like feathers as your ears begin to pick up on the sound of light snores as suna peacefully dozes off once again.

︴oikawa tōru ․﹒∗*○․﹒✧∘°  

i also think he has really silky hair duh but he's definitely shared what products he uses with you

in fact he asks that you use some of the products from his bathroom when you tie his hair

"gotta do these locks justice, baby."

the whole time he's got a little smile on his face, mf is having the time of his life–getting his hair done and being close with the most precious person in the world to him? uhhh YES

he highkey whines about you pulling at his hair tho

"owwiee"

"oh suck it up tōru."

offers to do your hair as well crying

very gentle as he combs through your hair, too!! shit's calming asf, him humming a little tune as you tell him about your day and he lovingly runs his hands through your hair

when he's done doing your hair you take selfies together on his phone

definitely makes one of them his new phone background

pigtails out of yours and oikawa's hair, you're cleaning up the products and hairties scattered across the bedsheets when you accidently brush over the screen of oikawa's phone. the screen lights up with one of the photos you just took with him: you both winking at the camera with pigtails sticking out from the tops of your heads. there's some digital stickers he selected scattered about the photo, as well (a lot of hearts and flowers). he's in another room getting the two of you a snack.

"tōru! can you come over here real quick?"

you hear the pitter-patter of his footsteps as he rushes back to you with chips and drink cans in his hands, "what's up, precious?"

his phone in your hand, you hold it up to him for the screensaver to appear again, "are you serious? did you have to pick this one?"

at that instant he doubles over in laughter, so much so he embraces his arms around your head and falls onto the mattress again, making you both lay down next to each other. he moves his hands to hold your face, "what, why such the long face? you don't like it?"

"no... it's just that everyone who picks up your phone is gonna see it now," you explain, starting to laugh yourself because this boy's laugh is irresistibly contagious.

he leans in to give butterfly kisses to your nose, "yeah, that's kind of the point my love. want everyone to know how happy i am when i'm with you. don't we look so happy in that picture?"

you roll your eyes and reach up to play with his hair again as you two lay there in love, "i guess. but i can't believe you look better in pigtails than i do!"

"i look good a lot of the time," he jokes. his eyes drift down to your lips and after a beat, he presses his lips to yours briefly.

"but not even i can be more beautiful as you are all of the time."

[therealmsmpupdates]

[Lore Recaps] - Blue Faction

Aimsey

March 1

Got let out of the Null by the Keepers due to an unfinished contract; only agreed to leave when the Keeper agreed to bring

Pangi and Ros Had a rundown of the conversation after the ball by Beky.

Decided not to sign the F.A.C.T.I.O.N. contract Decided to make their own version with Pangi and Ros instead!

Not a contract, just an agreement between them

Asked Sneeg to come with him to an Ancient City to fulfill the contract, which he accepted

Traveled with him to an Ancient City, where they immediately got infinite pulsing darkness and heard heartbeats and a scream.

They looked for Warden Souls by listening to the heartbeats and ended up finding 10

Spawned a Warden in the Ancient City, which killed them before being killed by Sneeg

Killed another Warden in the blender and got a Cracked Sculk Catalyst from it, discovering the Keepers want 3

Succeeded in getting the needed Cracked Sculk Catalysts with 2 extras

Ate one of the 2 extras with Sneeg eating the other; they both gained a life

Had an impromptu faction meeting, but they told the others they need more timing before an agreement

March 3

Found out Tubbo is now immortal

Tried to get him to do the faction quests, or at least understand why he doesn’t want to help at all.

Ended up threatening to kick him out of the faction if he doesn’t do 10% of the blue quests

Got a rundown by Pangi about his situation with Pili

Saw the Snarmy HQ, tried to ask more questions about Tubbo’s newfound immortality

Created a withered rose farm for the quest

March 4

Had another conversation with Tubbo to try and understand why he won’t help with the quests

Ended up telling Tubbo they don’t think he will be truly happy with the blue faction, which resulted in Tubbo asking to be made factionless

Called for a faction meeting with Scott and Seapeekay, during which Tubbo attacked with the Snarmy

Was joined by Ros. Kept hearing a Warden heartbeat while Ros couldn’t hear anything. The heartbeat slowly got louder, until Aimsey became temporarily blind

with Ros still having no effect

Went to the lab, got immobilized while a Warden spawned; killed it

Got a message from the Warden that said “Alone”; asked Ros to go back to the castle for a moment, telling her they’ll tell her as soon as they’re done with what they have to do

Got back in the lab and saw the Warden spawn again, not attacking. The Warden then communicated it wanted them to kill it, which they did while apologizing

Realized they could still hear the heartbeat and thought it might be their own

Seapeekay

March 4

Confronted Tubbo with Aimsey about him not wanting to help with the quests, which led to Tubbo being made factionless

Participated in a Teal Titan meeting, which Tubbo attacked with the Snarmy; lost 2 levels, one in woodcutting and one in martial arts

Succeeded in removing Tubbo’s immortality by splashing him with milk bottles and killed him

Lost a life to a Guardian

March 5

Grinded levels! Mostly archery and digging

He now has NG1 martial arts and NG2 woodcutting

Scott Smajor

March 4

Talked with Aimsey and CPK about Tubbo’s hostility towards them.

Tubbo showed up with the Snarmy and attacked, declaring war on them

Learned from Tubbo that he doesn’t actually have anything against Scott, but rather believed he wasn’t added “the right way”

Said he wants no unnecessary target on his back, nor does he want to contribute to Tubbo becoming crazier, but he still wants to stay loyal to the Blue faction

Decided to build a retreat home for the Teal Titans far away from everything, with all factions welcome.

He hopes this will help all the factions get along a little

March 6

Met up with Bek and discussed the recent events, also telling her about his build plan

Bek told him about the founders' story, the calamities, the Realm's origins, and that he was one of the first Outworlders brought to the Realm.

She also told him about how he lost his memories when the snail consumed him

Got told about the F.A.C.T.I.O.N. pact by Bek

Expressed concern about the snail army

Told Aimsey about his retreat home plans

[jasperandhenryslovechild]

my friend and i have watched the henry danger trailer over and over again at least 30 times, and we've watched it COUNTLESSLY at .25 speed and pausing every 5 seconds to point out random ass little tidbits and make assumptions and theories.

this is a hyperanalysis dump of everything we've noticed so far!

under the cut🗣️🔥‼️

in chronological order!!

BLACKOUT?

whys bro got CLAWS NOW WHATTT

i still want to think this is blackout but at the same time the claws kinda throw me off since i don't think those were in df? so it's kinda weird? IDKIDKIDJD QE DO HAVE MORE THIS GUY CLIPS THOUGH AND IDK WHO HE IS BUT I LOVE HIM! #! #! $ BEAT HENRYS ASS BRO GIVE US THAT HURT WE'VE BEEN WAITING ON FOR SIX YEARS/j

that's all ive got about bro, i did also make an entire theory post about him though so OUT OF THE WAY BUDDY/j

BIZWATCH TRUTHING

ignore how it's shittily put together cropped images i have lots to share and don't want to exceed tumblrs image limit, i am NOT making another post with all the same fuckin things😭😭

BIZWATCH RUMORS (literally just me reading a sign in the background) are TRUE. charlotte is absolutely not in on this because she wouldn't have let this name slide/j it is growing on me though!! the fact that bizwatch has such a large & expensive building implies that this could be far into the future of the dangerverse timeline— henry's first appearance back since hd is like 3 weeks after the beginning of df and his last appearance i want to say is like 2 or 3 years since the beginning of danger force, and i don't think anybody in the history of like ever has made enough money with their underground vigilante business to be able to have such a flashy & huge hq

also, why is it in existence??? if you're the SINGULAR HEROES in the most dangerous city in the world, you'd want your hq to be more..... hidden?? yknoww....??? and not pull a man's nest??? not complaining though it looks silly

also also, the clip glee dango released could maybe be taking place in that building??? not sure though because of how run down it is but still oooo aaaah

MISSY'S BEDROOM!!

i have SO MUCH TO SAY ABOUT MISSY'S BEDROOM BECAUSE THERE ARE SO MANY LITTLE EASTER EGGS HIDDEN IN IT AARRGRGGRHH

firstly, the way henry falls into the bedroom makes me think that like he fell out the window and the reality altering device took him into missys bedroom and like accidentally saved bros life which would be so funny 😭😭

there are SO MANY REFERENCES LITTERED IN THIS

from top to bottom, left to right

"[??]-INSPIRED GRAFFITI SWEEPS THE CITY"

added the extra image because it's clearer there, but IS THAT A WALL DOGS REFERENCE? #?? ## IS THAT A HENRY AND THE BAD GIRL PART ONE AND TWO REFERENCE? #! #?

" ..... Exiled by Swellview......"

i dunno who the hell they're talking about with that one but like also at the same time it's blurry as shit and i kind of guessed... quite a few of these are guesses......

"Kid Danger and ThunderGirl in daring traintop meelee"

THUNDERMANS CROSSOVER REFERENCE! $!! $! $ this girl is dedicated i lwk forgot that happened

"Swellview Dispatch: Kid Danger Dies in Firey Blimp Accident and Saves Entire City. The City Mourns Its Young Hero"

okay so they DOO know about the finale

does that mean missy was the ultimate fucking theorizer above us all??? is she the only one in this universe that puts the two and two together that bizwatch ceo henry hart looks a lot like dead superhero kid danger??? guys missy is the only one in nickelodeon history to do that she might be a lot smarter than we thought, having the capabilities of basic logic..... /j I LOVE HER ALREADY

or maybe she thinks she just used her reality altering device to bring back the dead, in which case i subtract points/j

"A Superhe[ro]...... Answ[er]... The [??????].. all pay"

literally no clue, the pay part makes me want to think budget cuts ref? but im not sure i need more context to that one— i would literally pay any amount of money to buy ANY of these set pieces bro😭😭

"Swellview Dog Society calls foul (?) on irresponsible breeding practices"

not a reference to anything as far as im aware but... good to know? swellview has a dog society now funzies

"Kid Danger Calls Out Bill Evil"

DANGER THINGS REFERENCE! $! $! $! DANGER THINGS MENTIONED! #! $! $!! $

i do know that there was one ill find later that was a rock box dump reference and i thought it was so fun

SHE HAS A KID DANGER COSTUME AWWHH I'M CRYIGNFNND I LOVE HER I LOVE HERR

the reality altering device abbreviates to rad... like how swellview academy for the gifted abbreviates to swag.... im so done😭😭

how did she even get access to that shit??? she has a blueprint above her computer when she was like doing all that coding stuff and its the blueprint to the device itself, does that mean she like made it herself?? maybe like in tandem to the omega weapon she had someone make it for her?? idk idk i need to watch this fucking movie bro 😭😭😭

POSSIBLE OTHER VILLAIN??? WHO ARE YOU MY BRO WHAT SCI FI SHORT DID YOU POP OUT OF

OTHER STUFF (VILLAINS & STUFF)

PIPER TURNS INTO BATS AQWWWHWH I LOVE HER

just got back from doing day 2 of finals though & im tired as all hell so i don't have that much more for now but i may continue dumping stuff later 😭😭

if i add more ill reblog it🗣️🔥‼️

[coffeesleep-ooc]

tragedy bunhe

Hymne a l’amour is very Binghe, he would completely feel like the song describes all his love for SQQ and even cry crocodile tears without making it for show when hearing it. That is, if he knew french…

…

what if old style french bingqiu…

it probably has been done before but my brain is sleep deprived and therefore decides to create aus out of nowhere

anyways

what if Edith Piaf!LBH, who sings only bc he wants ro find his beloved SY but suffers instead. Hq would still think it’s worth it, maybe, just maybe, he will be seen and they will find each other

will he, though?

[bullet-prooflove]

Room At The End Of The World: Dwayne Pride x Reader (feat: Chris LaSalle)

Tagging: @kmc1989 @mandy426 @keyweegirlie @luckyladycreator2 @Elixae

 Ro - Dwayne starts to see you in a different light.

Roses - Dwayne realises you’re being courted.

Waiting - Dwayne can’t stand to see you with another man.

The Storm - Dwayne and you take shelter together during a hurricane.

Cresendo (NSFW) - Dwayne and you spend the together during the hurricane.

LaSalle knows, you can tell from the fact he’s barely said more than one word to you since the two of you left NCIS HQ to survey the damage that’s been done to the parish. His gaze is fixed straight ahead, his knuckled whitening as he grips the steering wheel with such ferocity, you’d think that it murdered a member of his family.

In the console your phone starts to beep, vibrating with messages from over the last twelve hours. It had run out of juice last night during the storm, you’ve only had the opportunity to plug it in this morning when you’d climbed into the truck.

Douglas’s name pops up more than once, a few missed calls, a couple of messages. You know you need to call him, let him know your safe but you honestly you don’t know what to say.

Beside you LaSalle shifts uncomfortably in his seat and you know it’s coming, you can feel the way the tension builds in the air.

“What were you thinking?” He erupts.

You raise your eyes skyward because the truth is you weren’t thinking and that’s the problem.

“There’s a song.” You say finally. “Called Room at the End of the World of the World by Matt Nathanson, do you know it?”

You see the moment it dawns on him then, the lyrics to the song come back to him and there’s that instant of understanding.

“It was like that?” He asks, his tone softening and you nod your head.

“There was nothing else outside that room.” You tell him. “The storm, Douglas, all of it, it didn’t matter because I was with the man I loved, touching him, holding him…”

You trail off then and look out of the window, surveying the wreckage that the  hurricane has left in it’s wake.

“I’ve had more than my fair share of those with Sugar Boots.” LaSalle says into the space between you and you can hear the empathy in his voice because their road it hadn’t been easy. “But you and Pride it’s complicated even without Hamilton in the mix.”

Any idiot can see that Dwayne Pride is in love with you, LaSalle thinks. There’s something in that man that comes alive when he’s in your presence. The problem is Pride will never tell you how he feels because he doesn’t want to compromise your position as an NCIS liaison with the NOPD. If the two of you did embark on a relationship you would have to give up your posting and he won’t force you to choose between him and your career, not when you’ve worked so hard to get where you are.

“This is not a problem that is going to go away.” LaSalle tells you as he navigates the road ahead. “You need to make a decision about what you want, what you really want otherwise this whole thing, it only ends in heartbreak.”

“I know.” You say softly as your phone lights up once more with Douglas’s number. “Trust me I know.”

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[pinkmeanschaos]

Split in Two.

An Atomic Betty Fanfic I've been writing for the sake of practicing my writing at work when I have no WiFi. I'll probably add to it whenever I can. It serves no real purpose. It serves as an introduction to my two OC's Trix Polaris and Xeron Praxis.

Beep.

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The ship's autopilot made its miserable way through the clear void of Gamax. The planets and moons added a respite of color amongst the blackness of space. Betty sat back in her chair, her hand resting on her cheek, propped up on an elbow. The only sound besides the beeping of the radar, were the quiet sounds of weeping from the pilot seat. Betty had given up trying to console her lieutenant. What could she say? She'd never lost a sibling before. X-5 had powered himself down, insisting he needed to install new updates. Betty knew that was a lie. He just wanted to escape the misery on board the starcruiser. 

With a sigh, Betty lowered her chair and made her way over to the cockpit yet again. She placed a hand on her lieutenant's shoulder, trying to offer him some sort of comfort.

“Sparky?”

The teenage Martian boy did not respond. Too deep in his own misery. Though he did lean into the touch, craving affection. Betty felt a surge of guilt. She'd left him alone when he wanted her company. She wrapped her arms around him as best she could, despite the position they were in. Finally, he spoke. His voice, gravelly and hoarse.

“She's gone…”

“I'm sorry…” 

“She's gone and it's all my fault.” 

“No it isn't.”

“Then who's fault is it?!” Sparky’s head jerked upwards, tears streaked his face, his moon white eyes bloodshot and blue. “I'm her brother! I should have been there to protect her! I failed my sister! I disobeyed your orders, the perps got away and I lost my sister!” Fresh tears filled his eyes and he buried his face in Betty's shoulder. She hugged him tightly, his body shaking and shuddering with every strangled sob.

“We'll find her.” She ran her fingers through his messy blue hair. They'd long removed their helmets in the confines of the ship. 

“She's dead…” He managed to choke out between tears. “I killed my own sister…she's dead…”

Betty awoke on one of the bunk room beds. She didn't remember just how she'd got there but she felt a warm weight pressed against her. Sparky was asleep beside her, one arm wrapped around her and the other clutching his raygun. Even in his distressed state, he'd tried to keep her safe. A blush tinged her cheeks pink. She had slept the night in bed with a boy. Alien or not, that wasn't something her mother would approve of. She had to admit though, it felt nice, being close and warm with someone else. She wondered how long they'd been asleep. Given X-5 was still whirring away at his upgrade station, probably not very long. The pale blue glow washed over them both, making their skin look cold and washed out. It cast unflattering shadows on Sparky's face. Ugly bluish streaks were visible on his cheeks and his freckles stood out like dappled spots against his pallid green skin. She'd never seen him so run down. Betty had seen Sparky cry before but he usually managed to get over it. Given how his shoulders still gently shook, she knew it was far from over. 

We need to get back to HQ.

That much was certain. More importantly, Betty needed to get back home. She didn't know how long she had been drifting in the void of space. Her face was probably stuck up all over town.

Missing! Betty Barrett. Aged thirteen. Last seen at hockey practice at Moosejaw Junior High. Please notify police with any information!

Not that they'd ever find her. Not unless the Mosejaw PD could commandeer a space cruiser with hyperdrive. She groaned and lay back on the pillows, trying not to think about it all. The boy beside her stirred, moving closer to her but didn't wake up. She wrapped her arm around him, absent-mindedly trailing her fingers up and down his arm. Suddenly, the blue light switched off, leaving the bunk room in darkness and the whirring of a robot returning to life filled the silence. Sparky opened his eyes, irritated by the sound.

“Shut up…” He muttered, pulling a pillow over his head. 

“Sleep well?” Betty asked before she could stop herself and Sparky pulled away in shock.

“Oh…it's you, Chief…” 

“Yeah…we must have fallen asleep..” Betty didn't want to bring up the events that had led them to sharing a bed. 

“Ugh…my head is killing me…I feel hungover…” Sparky clutched at the offending appendage.

She couldn't blame him. She said nothing about it.

Finally returning to earth, Betty was relieved to find her picture not lining every street. What she found instead was an uproar at HQ. In the midst of the commotion, a short, stocky old lady with gray hair was in the middle of a hushed conversation with a Martian woman. She was lovely enough to turn the heads of a few earth astronauts if they ever crossed her path, but her usually immaculate make up was disheveled and her blonde hair tossed into a rough ponytail. Sparky rushed over to her the moment he saw her and flung his arms around her.

“Trix is gone!” He wailed as his mother embraced him. Her face, a mixture of relief and horror.

“Is that true?” The elderly woman approached Betty. 

“Yes…grandma. It's not…it's not Sparky's fault! No matter what he says. It was-” Betty insisted. Beatrixo sighed.

“I know, sweetie. We heard everything. Those no good bastards…” Beatrixo excused herself but Zulia shook her head.

“That word is too good for them. Attacking my babies and making off with my daughter…I have the right mind…”

“Your blood money days are over.” Beatrixo eyed Zulia sternly. 

“I'm barely forty, I can handle one more mission, Bea. Watch me.”

“Blood money?” Betty looked at Sparky's mother in surprise. “What do you mean?”

“She was an assassin.” Beatrixo gave a proud smile. “Back when she was your age, matter of fact. Taught her children everything they know.”

“You flatter me.” Zulia shifted her attention to her sobbing son. Betty couldn't believe it. As far as she knew, Zulia had always been a wonderful mother of twins who did her best to bring her children up right.  Betty had never imagined her as a hired gun. It would explain Sparky's means of dispatching enemies though. He always went right for the throat. At least when it came to robots.

An hour later, the four of them plus X-5 were seated in Admiral DeGill’s office, facing his desk. There was an unshakable silence all around. A failed mission and a guardian lost to an intergalactic crime ring. Things couldn't possibly get worse. X-5 had not spoken since his updates. It would take a while for his voice banks to reorder themselves. Betty wondered if he had planned that too. To avoid having to give testimony on Trix's disappearance. DeGill slid a manilla folder across the desk. On the front was a photo of a sullen Martian girl. She resembled Sparky down to each freckle. The only difference being her longer hair, heavy eyeliner and a liberal amount of  blue chapstick. Sparky lifted the folder with shaky hands. His sister's file.

Bellatrix Polaris

Age: 13

Rank: Calvary pilot

Ship: The Blackbird 

Place of birth: City of Ares, Republic of Neutropia, Mars, Milky Way Galaxy.

Known family members include:

Zulia Polaris (Mother)

Unknown Father

Lt Sirius Polaris (Twin brother)

Status: Missing in Action.

Sparky frowned at the page and looked up at DeGill, who regarded him with his large goldfish eyes. They were almost unsettling.

“Missing in action? She's dead!” Sparky clamped a hand over his mouth to keep from breaking down again and tried to steady himself. When he spoke again it was in a low, shaky tone. “I saw them grab her. I wasn't fast enough. She pushed me away…” Betty placed her hand on his shoulder as he tried to compose himself. “She's as good as dead…” He sniffed. “She's not coming back.”

“I wouldn't be so sure…” Zulia had lifted the folder off the desk and was scanning through the words on the page. “There's another discrepancy here, Admiral.”

 Betty clutched the fur overcoat of her disguise closer as the Bitter wind of Blackwater City cut into her, whipping her curled red hair around he face. The whole place reminded her of the photos she had seen of New York City in the nineteen forties. All glitz and Jaz and putridly cold weather. She rubbed her hands together, the outfit she'd been given leaned more to the side of glamour than warmth. The sky of Carcosus had faded to a deep blue and a few stars speckled across among the twin moons. Twins…just like Sparky and Trix. She cast a glance at her Lieutenant. He was dressed in an ash gray suit, a fedora perked on his slicked back hair. He was attempting to flip a coin to better fit into the archetype he was playing but his heart wasn't in it. Noah, dressed similarly to a newsie of old, was standing on her other side. Since X-5 was not ready yet, he had taken his place as their third. Betty had the feeling X-5 wanted to stay back in the nice peaceful lab instead of walking the crime riddled streets of Blackwater. Betty checked her bracelet’s watch. Their contacts would be arriving any minute and when they did, well, she knew what kind of characters they were dealing with.

The sound of an engine drew her attention and a sleek black space cruiser drew up beside her. One of the black tinted windows rolled down and a purple Neptunian peered out from beneath the rim of a lowered fedora. 

“Yous the contact?” He looked with disbelief at the three young teens standing on the side of the rad, shivering in the salty air. 

“I am.” Betty crossed her arms, hoping it made her look imposing but mostly to keep the chill out.

“How do we knows we can trust you?” Betty saw the alien’s hand reach for his piece. Before she could aim her bracelet, Sparky leapt in front of her. 

“We're here, we're unarmed and you're planning to pull a gun on us? What kind of honour code you running here?” He growled. 

“It's okay, Louie, just show him the cash.” Betty said, calmly. Sparky muttered something obscene under his breath and lifted the suitcase handcuffed to his wrist. Noah scurried forward and opened it.

“There you go, ten thousand intergalactic bareabonds for your assistance.”

“Yeah…you're good to go…get in.” The alien grumbled. “Can't believe they sent friggen kids to do the hand off.”

“No one would suspect us now would they?” 

The ride through Blackwater had been far too long for her liking. By the time they reached the elaborate townhouse, Betty's nerves were completely on edge. It felt bizarre to her, given how many times she'd dealt with the late Maximus IQ, but somehow the idea of the intergalactic mafia frightened her much more. If they were anything like the ones on Earth…she shuddered. Sparky climbed out first and opened her door. Noah let himself out. Betty took Sparky's arm, thankful for the support as her shoes felt like murder. She was going to have words with X-5 about his choice of disguises. 

“So…what do you need the boss for?” Their Neptunian contact had been well placated with their generous bribe. His disloyalty was appalling but it had worked out for them. Still, she wouldn't want him on her team. That much was for certain.

“We have some important information for him.” 

“Uh ha…” The Neptunian said, absently. Betty had the feeling they could have said they were there to take his kneecaps and their guide wouldn't care.

“Here ya are, kiddies.” He opened the door to a massive ornate Parlor. “The boss is right through there. As for me, I have a space cruiser to catch.” With that, he was gone, leaving Betty, Sparky and Noah in the frying pan heading towards the fire.

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Noah gulped. The portraits  of nasty looking Martian men that lined the walls didn't offer any respite.

“DeGill knows what he's doing.” Betty assured. “We've done much more dangerous missions, right Sparky?” The latter didn't reply, his gaze was fixed on the ornate wooden door that lead to the boss's office. He'd been silent most of their little endeavour, save for when he'd jumped to Betty's defense. He simply nodded and the three made their way towards the door.

Xeron Praxis, the current head of the Praxis family was a tall, slim Martian man with keen clear eyes and a sharp toothed grin. Anyone who saw his face knew better than to stick around. The freckles that dusted over his cheeks did nothing to soften his features. 

“Who the Tardiris are you three?” He demanded as Betty and her group entered the room.

“We have a message for you from Zulia.” She said, crossing her arms, her fingers finding her bracelet just in case things went south.

“Zulia?” A flicker of recognition flashed across the mafia boss’s face. “How do yous know Zulia?” 

“So you remember her?” Betty gave a steely smile and she recognised the look in his eyes. He knew who she was.

“Atomic Betty! Who let you in here?!” He grabbed his gun but Sparky was quicker. He leapt into the desk and crammed his blaster in the man's face with so much cold fury that Betty felt unsettled.

“Do you know who I am?” He demanded, ripping off his fedora with his free hand. “Take a good long look.”

“You're…you look just like…” Xeron Praxis swallowed hard as he took in the features of the boy who had him at gunpoint. 

“I'm Zulia's son.” Sparky's voice was a low rumble. Betty had never heard him speak like that before. Noah grabbed hold of her hand, shaking like leaf in his newsboy loafers. Betty gave him a squeeze back. Her other hand raised up, bracelet pointing at Xeron Praxis should he dare to try anything.

“You're Zulia's kid…?” Another dry swallow. “W…why did she sic her kid on me? What we had was years ago.”

“How many years ago?” Sparky was fighting to keep his temper, his whole body shook as he focused on the man in front of him. Betty grimaced. He wouldn't be able to keep the gun in place. “Thirteen years?”

“What are you saying, you little shit?” But the quiver in Xeron Praxis’s voice didn't hide anything. He knew exactly what they were implying.

“Xeron Praxis, you're under arrest for organized crime.” Betty made her way towards the desk. “You will be taken to Galactic Guardian HQ where you will submit to a paternity test.”

“You think this little bastard is mine?” Xeron Praxis’s frosty white gaze raked over Sparky, taking in every detail of his face. “Well I ain't gonna lie…he'd be a chip off the old block. Too bad, I ain't planning to come quietly.’

[oh-no-its-bird]

thoughts because of your recent anon ask, Tora meeting said wet chihuahua that is called Obito in his timeline vs Tora meeting Madara in Team Ro time travel to the WS era idea

just a thought

I think that Tora meeting Obito is just like. It's on SIGHT actually. Like aside from the whole "this guy is an enemy of konoha and the Uchiha specifically who I now have an investment in like, not seeing dead" his personality as Tobi feels to me like someone who'd for sure get on Tora's nerves, especially considering Tobi often tries to deliberately get on the nerves of everyone around him.

Obito specifically I can see him hypothetically getting along with (with some luck) if he were to behave for like 5 seconds (physically impossible)

Tora is Kakashi's friend slash ANBU junior slash kind of brother slash kind of child he collected (and Tora collected him in turn) so I think he'd actually get INCREDIBLY mad about Obito for Kakashi's sake. Especially if he catches onto the stalking and stuff. Get the fuck away from kakashi!!!

Tora is suddenly tapping into that 'overprotective big brother' energy and directing it at a very confused Kakashi who, while he appreciates the sentiment, needs him to stop immediatley actually. Maybe it can be a minor conflict between them? Kakashi appreciates the sentiment but like, this is his own battle and Tora needs to respect that!

Tora thinks Obito is annoying and pathetic and that Kakashi can do SO much better and he wants to see him dead and buried.

Obito thinks Tora is annoying and annoying and ANNOYING and gets more mad about it with every plot he has that Tora inadvertently throws a wrench in. The final straw comes w Tora calling him out for his fucked up yandere ass puppy crush on Kakashi, which Obito is in very deep denial about and does not appreciate having pointed out!!!

Actually suddenly Tora has to die just for that.

Obito comes back to Akatsuki HQ suddenly way more motivated to kill Tora and Zetsu is asking him what got him so excited for it and he just narrows his eyes and goes "he knows too much." in a dangerous tone.

And Zetsu is like "!!!! Omg he knows our plans??" But no he just knows Obito is horny for Kakashi and Obito has to get rid of him before he fucking TELLS HIM

(It's ok even if he told Kakashi he wouldn't believe it)

Uhhhh story arc where they use Kakashi as a honey pot distraction for Obito and Kakashi doesn't think it'll work but it does and he wants to die about it

Hmmmm Tora and Madara huh

There's so many ways that could go actually I'm almost conflicted

If Tora meets him in canon as the normal story goes, it's hate on sight. The situation is perfect to dig up old feelings from a past life, but even without that he just hates the guy. He's an enemy. He's killed some of Tora's friends. He's tried to kill even more.

But team ro time travel plot Tora oooo

I think off the bat, he has similar views as Tenzo and Kakashi. Madara's betrayal was a thing that happened, but he's only ever learned about it through history books (unlike Itachi and Shisui who grew up on stories using him as an example of the worst of them) so he's largley neutral.

There's some odd twisting of his gut when he thinks about the man, some half remembered betrayal from another life, but it's buried with time as he grows up without reason to think about him. (Though in the canon future it'd return with a vengeance when "proven right" about him as an enemy)

They time travel to before Izuna's death so Madara is a lot more stable when they interact, though Tora still can't ever truly escape this lingering, twisting discomfort when he looks at him.

Despite being best friends with two Uchiha and regularly interacting with even more, Tora can never seem to bring himself to meet either Madara or Izuna's eyes.

He doesn't even know why himself.

Another interesting note ab Tora on team ro time travel is just the fucking dejavu thatd be beating him over the head the entire adventure. He's having a time!!! That's for sure!!! He can't take 4 fucking steps in any goddamn direction or conversation without feeling like there's something deeply wrong with him!

If there's a future where he realizes he's the reincarnation of tobirama it'd be well into his late teens, and since he's Itachi's age at the time of this adventure he'd be like 12/13. So he has NO idea that he was Tobirama in a past life and is deeply affected in a mostly negative way by the fucking past life car sickness effect

[81pastrys]

There’s No Legacy

Part 2 / ?

Summary— Her F1 debut means doing media and meeting with her team at their HQ

Warnings— slight panic attack ; Andrea Stella mentioned

A/N— this is not an April fools joke I promise

Series List

Divider @bernardsbendystraws

After the break and signing for McLaren, freshly 18, she does a F1 video. She was not informed she would have a photo shoot and trivia video. It was quite simple but she wasn’t prepared.

“Okay, we will be asking you questions and you either answer for points, or pass.”

“Okay, seems easy enough.” She laughed.

“Ok let’s start off easy for you, name 3 World Champions ranging from ‘06-‘16”

“Easy, Alonso, Rosberg, and Hamilton.”

“Good job!” The lady said. “Okay, name 3 retired teams.”

“Uhhhhh.” She laughed. “Scuderia Toro Rosso, Jaguar annndddd OH Brabham!”

“Good!” She praised. “You’re doing good for a rookie!”

“Thanks I get it from Alonso.” She joked.

“Alright last one, Name 3 retired racers that retired between 2020 and last year.”

“Great question there! Uhmmm oh! Sebastian Vettel and Kimi Räikkönnen!”

“One more.”

“Does Danny count?” She asked and the lady shook her head. “Mick! Mick Schumacher!”

“Amazing job!! Well that’s a wrap today!”

She left with Nico and they head to the MTC. She’s met with the main team but has yet to meet Lando, and the other important team individuals. The amount of races she had, you’d think she would’ve met all the drivers but McLaren was very closed off and private.

They get there and her nerves shot up. She shakes her leg and silently panics in her mind. They walk in and she hid behind Nico like a scared puppy.

“Rosberg’s!” Andrea said when they walked in. “How have you been?”

“I’ve been good.” She said, shaking his hand. They hadn’t seen him since she signed.

“Come, come!” He said. They follow him to a conference room and there’s more people. “This is Zak, Lando-your teammate, and a few managers.” He introduced.

She introduced herself, smiling nervously. They sit down and talk and talk. During a brief pause she excused herself.

She walked quickly out the room to find a bathroom. She started feeling a panic attack and grabbed her chest. Her breathing grew erratic and she started crying. I’m only 18, how can this even be real? I’m too young for this, she thought.

She cleaned herself up a little after a few minutes and left the bathroom. Nick texted her as she walked out. “Are you okay?” She texted back a simple ‘yeah’ in lowercase and he appears out the room.

“No you’re not.” He said.

“Papa I’m fine!” She nervously laughed a bit to help her stance.

“We can do this another day, we don’t have to today!”

“The anxiety will still be there papa, I can’t shake it.” She said. “Let’s just get through this meeting.”

“I don’t want you to force yourself.” He said.

“I’m not, I’ll be fine.”

He nods and hugs her tight. They go back in and sit down. Lando looks as if he’s examining her, like he can feel the anxiety radiating off her body. Once the meeting is over, and they leave the conference room, she felt much better.

“How about Lando gives you two a tour huh?” Andrea said.

“Sounds like a plan.” Nico said. “What if Andrea gives me a tour and Lando gives Ros a tour? Good way to get to know your teammate.”

“That sounds like a good idea.” Zak agreed.

“I wouldn’t mind.” Lando said.

“Yeah.” She agreed.

“Okay, text me if you need anything.” Nico said.

“I will.” She responded. She’s not usually this shy, but this many people, the pressure being put on her it changes a person. Her and Lando walk one way, while they go another.

Ouuu how will this go?

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