#i cant figure out how to color this season yet oh god

[narliee]

exactly, i need to recharge.

[bonnieisaway]

THANK YOU ILY /P DONT WORRY ABOUT IT ANY RESPONSE SENDS ME OVER THE MOON

It's hard to say if the qi thing is intentional or not - at least with Seven's it's very often that teal color and yellow but it is also noticeably different from Blackbird's red or Manjusaka's pink or even Green Phoenix uses a much greener color than Thirteen and Seven do. If it's not intentional these two use it, then I think it might be more connected to their mastery of it. I mean they are both proficient and skilled with it, but it looks like a lot of the stronger characters - especially the Shadow Killers - along with their own styles and talents leaned into their own colors too. Either way it makes me incredibly mentally ill

God just. Along with how insanely good the fighting is in this series, Seven's specifically and his growth is so well done. Because I feel like it's really easy to go wrong with his kind of situation, like, a character with this insane, unstoppable power hidden within them that they're not all that familiar with. A lot of people choose to write it as like, this character just HAPPENS to pull off the most insane, advanced, highly skilled shit, and has no idea how but just magically intricately understands combat techniques they seemingly shouldn't remember/know. The only comparison that is coming to mind is a minecraft roleplay I watched when I was 10 and I already know that is not the eptiome of writing and i'm fighting to remember any other and I cant oh my fucking god hlep

but Seven's is so. Natural. Like, Seven is an absolute buffoon early on and couldn't kill a fly with a lock-on fly swatter. But his reflexes and speed are still there, and though he later comments he's not in the shape he used to be he's fairly agile and has really good endurance. He's essentially been reset back to when Green Phoenix first saw him at age 15 - no particular fighting style nor technique, but incredibly agile and hard to keep up with when he's trying, and the only thing that's hindering him on Chicken Island is his overflowing empathy. He pretty much relearns all of his skills all over again throughout the seasons so far, like he figured out he could use the Thousand Demon Daggers the proper way with all the shards and stuff (and also now that I'm thinking about it it's really funny the first time he saw it again he called it a piece of shit broke ass sword LMFAO) but during season 2 when Redtooth calls it a weak sword Green Phoenix comments that he's out of practice and not using the blade right (Which, real subjective comment but I'll get into that shit another day), he has to master his qi again with Hua's help, and like especially I'm thinking of the scene in season 3 (though, like any scene where he saves Thirteen also kinda applies) where the Dark Frost hadn't kicked in yet but the blind prophet was attacking him with the beads and how awkwardly he had been dodging and avoiding them or hitting them with his scissors. Like that's such a perfect way to really . demonstrate his abilities, I think is the best way to put it, because like, we know that he's not as strong as he used to be and that he's not at his best during this fight, but aside from the first bead from the shoulder the blind prophet dude doesn't get a hit on him like once.

Anyways I'm rambling the point here is shout out to Seven for having legitimately some of the best writing I've ever seen let alone in a male protagonist let alone handling some of the situations and topics that happen in this show

@lichrott I finally got around to making a side by side :3 at least of most moments i could find or remember

don't mind the music i didnt want it to be dead silent so i just grabbed the first thingi had. also one of the redtooth ones I wrote wrong i said season 3 ep 9 when i meant season 2 ep 9 we're not gonna talk about iitttt

This man really is only surviving through a fuck around and find out fight style huh. Also I think it's a bit telling most of the ones he DOES pick up from other people are almost always more offensive, aggressive fighting moves because Seven's naturally pretty defensive and doesn't have much issue dodging or avoiding things (or just fucking taking it like a champ) most often, but really often turns to others around him for how to attack people and that's how he's most often won fights or escaped the situation, and most of these aren't exact copies of them but he's able to adapt and adjust them for the situations he's in: holding down the Prince of Stan not to immobilize him but to stall him long enough for Thirteen to attack unlike Dachun trying to stop Seven entirely, using the drill move from Xiao Fei not entirely to attack Meowcai but also using it with his scissors to continue rushing forward and block his attacks, adapting Thirteen's fighting style to fight one on one with Meowcai when he had seen Thirteen defeat a solid majority of the other cats like this, etc etc

I think actually something that does interest me a little: different character's qi can have different colors and take a lot of different forms, but even though purple and red are more of Seven's signature colors (I'm being fairly generous with the red there given he's got a neutral color palette, but it compliments his purple well) the qi he uses with his scissors is the exact same color as Thirteen's and she's the person he tends to pick up certain moves or dual wielding in general from. I know it's pretty much always been that color but

especially here where he's physically holding them and that same color energy is still emitting from them. I might be reaching with the color thing a little but I think it is at least safe to say though Hua was the reason Seven was able to master his qi better he picked up quite a few things from Thirteen (and Green Phoenix in the past, I'd assume)

[peachy-wolfhard]

He’s an asshole but he’s MY asshole (V)

A/N: ngl i cried writing the beginning of this, rewatching the season for this series has been rlly fun (except for the scene where Fei dies rip my queen), OH MY GOD DONT USE THE SCHEDULE THING BC THEN THE TAGS DONT WORK!!!

Taglist at the bottom, feel free to ask to be tagged in upcoming parts!

Warnings: ANGST, girlie u are going THROUGH it, Reggie’s a douche, more angst, y’all almost break up, reader is said to wear a dress but its only a passing comment, drinking, swearing, eating, five might be ooc bc i havent written for him in so long, smoking, sex implications

Word Count: 4.2k

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     Laying on the pool table yet again in the Hotel Obsidian after your brother and other sister died. Can't seem to fucking escape this place. It's like Hotel California. Great now I’m gonna have that song stuck in my head. Laying on your back, head against the lip of the pool table, you admire the necklace Fei had got you when you were a teenager. Yours had said ‘Best’ while theirs said ‘Friends’. Originally they were black with white lettering but due to time, they had faded to a bronze color with black lettering from the years of filling them in with sharpie. Tearing up you curl into a ball and start to sob. My fucking family is dead, my fucking best friend is dead. Now in the fetal position, you full-body sob, not caring if anyone sees. 

     Ignoring the ongoing argument in the other room, you go to the buffet trying to find something small to snack on, finding an apple. Using your knife you peel and slice the apple, cutting it into little cubes. The thought of cubes breaks you again, dropping your knife on the floor and dropping to your knees. I want my family back, I want my fucking family, I NEED them. I need Alphonso’s shitty jokes, I need Jayme’s daily existential dread talk, I need Chris’ happy disposition, I need Fei. Sobbing you slide down the wall silently munching on the apple cubes. After a cry sesh, your arms fall to your sides, brushing the matted-down carpet. Looking forward all emotions drained out of you, feeling empty. Deciding to see what the other idiots are up to you head back toward the balcony.

     Before walking into the room you hear Ben and Diego arguing. Leaning on the column you watch them argue, numb. “Hey, you guys done? The universe is disappearing outside. So you can keep rearranging the deck chairs of the Titanic if it makes you feel better. But the fact remains that we are too late,” Five says. “Come on, Five,” “It's over Luther, we failed.” “Come on. It cant be over over,” Viktor says. “Yeah, come on, Five. We gotta figure this out, man,” Diego insists. “Okay. How about we take a step back? Look at the big picture here. Most of us have spent the last 28 days trying to stop the world from ending. What exactly have we accomplished?” The room goes silent, the Umbrella’s reflecting on their past 28 days. 28 days ago I wasn't in this shithole and had all my siblings. Walking from your column you stand next to Ben, his arms wrapping instinctively around you. Normally, this would make you smile but not now, not after half of your family died. “Well, we made some friends along the way,” Luther says positively. “Incorrect! You know what we’ve done? Nothing. We made things worse every single time,” Five corrects Luther. Leaning closer to Ben your head leans against his bicep sighing. “Don't save the world.”

     “Well, on that…super happy note, we’ve um--oh, what the hell,” Luther says as both he and Sloane stand. “We’ve got a little announcement to make,” “We’re engaged!” they say in unison. “Kill me, Jesus,” Ben mutters making you smile for the first time. Taking the flask out of his hand you take a long drink before giving it back. “Now?” Allison asks. “Yeah. Look, we realize the timing is less than ideal. But, obviously, it's now or never. Am I right, Five?” “Don’t drag me into this, please,” Five says while looking away. “What…Whatever time we have left, we wanna spend it with all of you. So we’re super pumped if you would join us in the banquet hall at 6:00 p.m. for a celebration of our love, and the official union of what's left of our two great families,” Sloane explains. “Dress code is creative black tie.”

     Sloane goes around handing out their wedding invitations when Reggie and Klaus return after being gone for days. Klaus explains that they were tangled up in a father-son end-of-the-world road trip. Klaus’ long explanation ends with him saying that he’s now immortal. Huh, so that's what Diego was talking about. After accusing Klaus of getting into bath salts, Reginald asks why we’re playing with jars. “They’re invitations. Luther and I are getting married,” Sloane says to Reggie. “If he goes to their wedding I'm gonna be even more pissed off,” Ben whispers to you. Ah, your wedding was a magical time full of arguing and absent fathers. Sloane hands him an invitation before Luther tells him space is limited and taking it back. Ben picks your invitation up and looks at it, “Ours were better,” he jokes. “Well I mean it's not like they have marketable powers like us,” you continue joking. 

     “Dad, have you been taking your pills?” Sloane asks. “As a matter of fact, I haven't. And I can confirm that I’ve never felt better in my life. You thought you could dope me up and slow me down, take control of my affairs and squander my fortune,” Reginald says, looking directly at you. He’s always hated me, accusing me of only being with Ben to get a hold of his money, the feelings mutual. “Well, Klaus here was good enough to wean me off that wretched poison, and now that the fog is lifting I can see all your dastardly designs with a bracing clarity.” “You took him off his meds? What were you thinking?” Sloane asks upset. Reginald is then sent into another spiel about how he's the only one thinking and then calls him an impressive young man, causing Diego to laugh. “As for the rest of you, your training is to resume post-haste,” Thank fuck some normalcy in your last couple of days. Ben and you quickly tell him that you're ready. You can tell he’s been waiting for this, to go on a big grandiose mission since the last huge mission was years ago. 

     Five and Reginald start going back and forth; Five mentions that he talked to Pogo. God, I can't remember the last time I saw him let alone heard his name, I miss him. “Nobody wants you here, Dad,” Luther tells Reginald. “Hey, you don't speak for everyone, big guy,” Ben replies holding your entwined hands up. I don't even wanna be around him, he’s done nothing but make Ben and me feel like shit. I mean he didn't even come to our wedding when it was at his own house! “Feel free to join him.” Before Reggie can continue with another one of his long tirades, Klaus interrupts taking him to ‘have a cup of tea’ in his suite. Diego leaves as Lila quickly follows him; Sloane then leaves presumably to go see what’s up with Reggie, leaving you, Ben, and the Umbrella’s alone.

     Walking past Luther and Viktor, Ben holding your hand and pulling you along with him, he overhears Luther mentioning his bachelor party and how “not everyone is invited.” “What was that?” Ben stops making the three of you look at him. “Nothing man, nothing,” Luther shrugs off with a quiet chuckle and smile. Ben quickly continues with you in tow, walking even faster than before. Getting to what you have claimed as your room Ben flops on the bed and sighs deeply. Flopping down next to him you ask “Is everything alright? You’ve been pouting since we left.” Ignoring you and rolling on his side away from you, staring at the wall. “Well, when you want to tell me I’ll be open, not gonna force it out of you,” you say walking towards the door baiting him to say what’s wrong. “Okay fine you pried it out of me,” he says with his usual dramatic flair, rolling onto his back, and staring at the ceiling. “It’s just…why wasn't I invited to the bachelor party?” he asks, completely serious. “Babe, are you joking?” you ask smiling thinking it’s just another one of his pranks. “No, why would I be joking?” he says turning and looking at you now sitting on the bed. “Well I mean you’ve been an asshole to them the entire time they’ve been here,” you tell him. “Listen, I’m gonna find Sloane and see if she needs anything before we get ready.” 

    Walking to what you remember is Sloane and Luther’s room, you start reflecting on Ben’s actions. Being that you were the only person that truly got to see who Ben was or wanted to be. For everyone (and even sometimes you) he wears a mask of a confident, arrogant leader but in those times when his mask slips you can truly see him. An affection-starved man craving any and all affection and recognition he can get. A man that just wants to be loved and seen by his father. Someone who has played a character so long that he himself doesn't know who he is. Finally, you made it to their room, knocking to the tune of ‘Shave and a Haircut.’ You can hear Sloane yell to come in, walking in you see her sitting in a chair hemming a dress. “Need any help?” you offer secretly hoping that she would say no. “Um, not at the moment but thank you,” she smiles. “You know I can't even believe it,” she confesses. “What the wedding or the end of the world?” “Oh shut up, you know what I meant. I just can’t believe I’m getting married,” she says smiling down at her dress. “I mean I always thought and dreamt of this day and now it’s finally here. Did you feel like this?” Sloane asks looking up at you like a little kid asking for their mom’s advice. “Well truth be told no, but that’s just because Ben and I aren't romantics, unlike you and Luther,” you say playfully rolling your eyes at the last part.

     “So it’s official. My ears are broken and the idiot with knives really can’t sing,” Ben says barging in on you and Sloane’s alone time, the first part making Sloane jump at his sudden appearance. “Diego. You know his name is Diego.” Caught in the middle yet again. “Maybe you should try and be nice to him and the others,” Sloane says running out of patience for Ben. “And why would I do that?” “As much as I’d love to work through your anger issues right now, I have to get back to this. The wedding is in an hour,” she exasperatedly said, patience wearing thinner by the moment. “Fei is dead,” Ben says, reminding you about half of your family being dead and you soon too. “Yeah. I know. And so are the others.” “Oh, so that's it? You’re just gonna turn your back on the Sparrow Academy? I mean you heard Dad. we have training to do. Something big is about to go down.” “Ben, shut up,” you jump in, defending Sloane. “I wish you were talking about my wedding,” Sloane says sadly. “Okay, Sloane listen to me--” “No. You listen to me. I’m sorry they didn't invite you to the bachelor party,” Sloane says ever the nicest person in the room. “I don't…I don't care about that.” “yes, you do,” you and Sloane say in sync. “You care more about being invited to the bachelor party than Fei or the others or even saving the world.” “That's--that's... That's crazy,” Ben says chuckling awkwardly and looking at the ceiling before putting the mask back on and going back to his serious leader act. 

     “Is it? The three of us have never been alone. It's always been the eight of us. Now it’s just you,” Sloane says, Ben scoffing at her. “So congratulations, Ben. you're finally number one of one.” Ben looks at you incredulously, “So you’re not a Sparrow anymore?” “Why would I wanna be one?” you say about to cry for the millionth time today. Ben’s face drops for a second, looking you directly in the eyes, sadness written all over his face. “You don't mean that,” he says quiet enough that Sloane can’t hear. “Maybe I do,” looking at him tears in your eyes. “What’s so damn special about them anyway?” Ben resumes the conversation with Sloane. “They’re a real family. They don't exist to sell action figures and tote bags.” “We were more than that,” Ben tries to defend. “Were we?” No, we weren't. We were only a thing to deter crime (which didnt work) and sell merch. Hell, my own wedding had merch. “Why is it so important to you to be a Sparrow?” that's what pushes Ben to leave, quickly he walks out the door just before trying to grab your hand and pull you along unsuccessfully.

     Time for a wedding! Dressed all fancy in a black gown that you found in one of the abandoned hotel rooms. You haven't spoken to Ben in an hour and a half, only seeing him here for the first time in that hour and a half. “What’s the deal with them?” Klaus leans to Five and asks. “I have no idea, could be because we’re all gonna die,” Five says matter of factly. Standing next to Allison, Ben walks toward you, “You look…so fucking good,” Ben says hoping to make amends. “Thank you. You look good too,” you say smiling while taking a drink of your champagne easing yourself into your night of hard-drinking. Standing next to you Ben grabs your hand and starts playing with your fingers smiling. “Hey. I love you,” he whispers, leaning into your neck causing you to smirk. “Love you too,” you say now giving him a sip of your drink. After that Luther and Viktor arrive, “I don't know. Normally, my tush looks good,” Luther says walking out of the elevator with Viktor. As soon as they walk out Allison and Viktor are already quralling. Luther whispers something to the both of them before raising his voice, saying “Bah, bah, bah! My day! Two hours. Do you think you can manage that?” Viktor replies with a ‘fine.’ 

     The elevator bell rings and everyone faces toward to elevator. The seconds that it takes for the doors to open are painstakingly long, making you anxious and excited to see your sister. This was the day she would meticulously plan out when you two were in your teens, documenting everything she wanted in a large binder down to the lighting, and now it's finally here; albeit at the end of the world and planned over a night and a few hours. Looking at her you smile, “Let’s get this over with before I die of cringe,” Ben interrupts the beautiful scene of Luther seeing Sloane in her dress and the sweet moment the two of you were sharing.

      The marriage was ordained by Klaus who gave a very eventful but meaningful officiant speech. Sitting on the left side next to Ben, you interact whenever Klaus says something that warrants it, such as him yelling “Can I get an amen?” to which everyone except Ben makes noise. Glancing towards him he's pouting again. I’m not his fucking mom, I’m not gonna babysit him the entire night. I actually want to have a good last day. “I pronounce you married as shit! Viva la apocalypse!” Klaus yells as Sloane and Luther kiss, making the tiny crowd cheer. After watching Sloane and Luther have their first dance, you start looking at the food spread; the cookies and brownies catch your eye more than the other foods. After putting the food on your plate (and grabbing a bottle of vodka) you turn around to look where to sit. You could sit with Ben and Allison and have the joy sucked out of you or Diego and Lila and have to deal with their mushy love talk or you could sit with Five, someone who you haven't gotten to know yet. 

     Sitting down across from Five he looks up from his food and nods to acknowledge you. Looking back toward Allison and Ben; the latter staring at you. “So I take it things aren't going so good with Ben and you,” Five comments chowing down on a pastry on the table and taking a looong drink. “Rather not talk about that, right now I just wanna get as fucked up as possible,” you say smirking while sitting the bottle down on the table. “Okay, I have some questions,” you say watching as Five pours himself another drink. “Are you actually like a kid or is it some time-travel fuckery?” you ask the burning question that’s been on your mind since you saw him and Ben fighting. Five goes on to explain the first apocalypse and him being stuck there for 40 years and how he’s actually a 53-year-old man. “Huh. so you’re a little old man,” you say as Viktor sits down next to you.

     Getting up from your seat after talking with your new in-laws, bottle in hand you walk toward Ben’s table and flop down in the seat next to him, setting the bottle between you two. The elevator bell chimes making everyone look over and see Reginald walking in, making the room so silent, even the music. Reginald walks over and gets himself a plate and starts looking for a seat. “What is he doing here?” Ben asks rhetorically.  “But who invited him?” “just sit and suffer with me,” Allison says making you giggle. “I can’t even get invited to a bachelor party and he’s invited to this?” “Wow. you really can't relax,” Allison comments making you giggle again. “Y/n, are you okay?” she asks, making a confused face at you now laying your head on the table. “Oh my god, how are you already drunk?” Ben asks in disbelief. “Well you see, in my grief, I perhaps stumbled upon the open bar and perhaps may have started the celebrating earlier than the rest. I mean come on, we’re on the edge of oblivion and you people expect me not to day drink,” you say smirking “And! I’m not drunk yet.” Leaning on Ben’s shoulder, you watch how awkward the wedding has become, no one making eye contact with Reggie. The awkwardness is semi-broken by Lila and Diego, Lila wanting Diego to introduce them. Watching them was nice, Lila and Reginald actually had things in common and got to talking, impressing Diego.

     After the nice moment between Lila and Reginald, Allison had gotten up leaving you and a now pouting Ben alone. Ben and you had managed to drink almost half the bottle in addition to the numerous glasses of champagne. Now you both were laying your head on the table staring at each other, Ben laying on his plate of shrimp. Klaus soon made his rounds to your table; he had been doing this all night walking from table to table and person to person trying to convince them Reggie is good now. Guess it’s our turn. “Hey, Ben-ihana and lovely little eight,” Klaus starts. “Don't hit me!” he jokes sitting down at your table. “I know we all ain’t been best buds in this timeline or whatever, but man, do I have a mission for you--” Ben interrupts him by belching verrry loudly in his face making you giggle, still laying on the table. “Eleven people,” Ben says ominously making Klaus question. “There are only eleven people left,” “Ten and a half, I’m not all here at the moment,” you say making Klaus chuckle. “Okay. Drunk Ben clearly likes numbers and… shrimp,” Klaus says still trying to recover from Ben’s shrimp burp. 

     “And you couldn't even invite me to your stupid bachelor party.” “Oh. Have we finally flicked off bad Benny’s hard candy shell?” Klaus says rubbing his arm. “Why don't you like me? Or us?” Ben asks making you move next to his shoulder, cheek touching his jacket looking at Klaus. “Because you’re huge puckering assholes.” “Okay, but you like the other Ben and y/n,” Ben says annoyed and clearly sad. “Yeah, we love the other yous,” Klaus says with a hint of sadness. “Why? What’s so special about them?” “Because he was a know-it-all. He was a scold. He was a tiny dark cloud on a perfect sunny day,” Klaus laughs after that. “What about me? What was so special about the other me?” you ask now becoming increasingly curious and intrigued. “Oh my god, they were a pain. An emo with a preference for sulking and being pretentious in a corner. Know-it-all just like Benny,” Klaus explains about you, well the other you. “Those.. those are all bad things about us,” Ben says after looking down at his shrimp. “Yeah, and they looked great on you two.” “Okay, you know what? We are so much better than that other Ben and y/n. I was number one--” “Twice,” you interject. “And-and they ripped people’s throats out.” “Oh yeah, did that all the time in my timeline. Does Dad give a shit?” Klaus says before asking Ben. “No. he was busy hanging out with you” Ben whispers poking Klaus. “Oh, man, methinks you might be trying a little too hard. Look around. Nobody’s polishing their boots or pressing their tights. We’re a complete and total shit show. Ya get it? And our Ben and y/n, my Ben and y/n, were just that kind of disaster and it made them ridiculously easy to love,” Klaus says, sighing at the thought of his deceased siblings, before getting up to leave you two alone. 

     The speeches started after Klaus left and went back to Lila and Diego’s table. Reginald was first, talking about Sloane when she was little, calling Luther adequate, and talking about how he wishes that his shortcomings will be seen only as a rough patch. “I’m proud to call you my children, even those I raised in a revenant version of myself,” Reginald continues, glancing around the room before stopping on you, making you look toward Ben in disbelief. Holy shit, the man that wouldn't even acknowledge that Ben and I are married called me his child! Reggie’s speech continues and finally ends with a poem, Allison leaves making everyone look toward the walking woman. “Makes, no sense,” Ben says still eating his many shrimp as everyone starts applauding at Reginald’s newfound kindness. “All right! All right! Time to turn those frowns upside down. This one is for all my party people in the place,” the concierge turned now wedding D.J says, as everyone gets up and starts dancing on the dancefloor. 

     Dancing around with your new family and husband felt nice, it felt like it was just a normal wedding on a normal day. After all of the fast and upbeat songs played then started the slow songs. Arms wrapped around Ben’s neck while his arms around your waist the both of you sway drunkenly together. Looking up at him, you plant a small kiss on the end of his scar making him smile, and put his face into your neck and start kissing it. “Noooo, stop,” you say smiling and pushing him away jokingly. “No, come back here,” he says pulling you back before snuggling his face back into your neck. Leaving the dancefloor you and Ben go back to your seat. While sitting and drunkenly talking Klaus shows up and the three of you start walking around the hotel property.

     Towards the end of the night Klaus, you, and Ben arrive back at the wedding noticeably more drunk than before. “Oh no no no no no!” someone shouts. “Klaus, why are you bringing Ben here?” Five asks. “Hear me out before--” “Hear him out,” you and Ben shout in sync as you take your shared cigarette away from Ben. “The brother that you all knew as Ben is gone. And not-- I don’t mean our Ben, the nice Ben. I mean this Ben, he’s gone now. The asshole, he’s gone now,” Klaus exclaims. “But that's what I liked about you, my asshole,” you say sadly looking at Ben. “Klaus, what are you talking about?” Luther asks. Klaus ignoring his question continues, “And the man that stands in front of you is new new Ben, and he’s one of us, and he’s a member of the team. And he’s part of the family!” Ben and Klaus shout the last statement in unison. “And as a welcome gift, I suggest we throw him off the roof,” Five says making you laugh. “Ha! They like me more!” you gloat at Ben. “Yeah, I’ll help,” Diego agrees with Five. “You know what. You know what. He can stay. He can stay,” Luther says. “And baby eight?” Klaus says holding your shoulders and giving puppy eyes. “They’ve been welcome to stay,” Diego says making you smile as you walk over with Klaus and Ben.

    Almost as soon as you sit down everyone starts heading to bed. Standing up you pull Ben along with you, “I’m ‘sleepy’ if you get my meaning,” you say to Ben too loudly. Taking a moment to understand what you meant, Ben then realizes it, “huh? Sleepy? But-- Oh!” he says before speed walking with you toward to elevator.

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Similarities between TF2 and Splatoon (2)

by me (a sploon 2 player) and @d-9542 (a tf2 player) (they barely ever post tho and anyways this was my idea lol)

i cant cut posts in half on mobile sorry

TLDR, splatoon and tf2 are very similar in many ways

team vs team (turf wars and regular tf2 battles idk what theyre called)

team vs game (salmon run and MvM)

COSMETICS AND GUNS (self explanatory.)

events (idk if they count as seasonal lol but splatfests and scream fortress)

(i almost spelled fortrass in that last one LMAO oh my god im so sleep deprived)

stupidly elaborate lore (my friend isnt wrong ngl)

something something, precious resource stolen (zapfish and australium)

GMOD + SFM communities (i think splatoon has the biggest sfm community that isnt for a valve thing but dont quote me on this)

competitive scene (lots of games have this but honorable mention or something anyways ranked battles/league battles and competitive mode)

similar game modes (will elaborate later)

color themes woo (red vs blu, the iconic orange vs blue from splatoon 1, green vs pink in splatoon 2 and yellow vs purple in splatoon 3)

family rivalry i guess (like theres the whole mann brothers thing and i guess the sploon 1 final splatfest counts as well as the whole plot of sploon 2 hero mode? idk.)

'voice commands' (tf2 has A LOT. splatoon has like.....4. and they display as text with inkling/octoling noises. but they all have a different versions in different languages i think)

shinies (the australiam weapons and gold frying pan for tf2, and the stupid fucking golden toothpick from the DLC that im never getting because i absolutely cannot figure out how to beat girl power station someone send help)

bombs (literally demoman and the different bomb sub weapons in splatoon 2. i think he would have fun with those, especially fizzy bombs. im getting distracted fuck)

main and sub weapons (technically tf2 has a lot more categories but for the sake of my sanity im seperating them like this. sub weapons in splatoon ARENT limited to bombs only, for those of you who dont play.)

special abilities (while splatoon specials are different for each weapon, the abilities are dependant on the class in tf2. eg, ink armour and ubercharge, both of which makes you temporarily invincible and can affect teammates. but ink armour is the whole team, while uber is like, yourself and one other person. also charge times lmao the bane of my existance. the pain when you really need to use your special but the gauge isnt filled yet :[ )

"Cut off from developer support 😔" (my friends words. also technically not true because tf2 got updates about like last week as of posting, while splatoon is getying a THIRD GAME IN SEPTEMBER LETS FUCKING GO.)

stories! (tf2 has the comics, and splatoon has official short stories on their site.)

similar(?) gamemodes time pog

(a lot of the splatoon gamemodes can be compared to multiple tf2 gamemodes so thsy may show up several times lol)

online gameplay

online gameplay woo basically the same thing? the goals are a bit different cause in splatoon youre trying to get the most turf inked but literally you just shoot at people. pew pew.

salmon run and mann vs machine

this is like literally the same thing. the goals are different but basically a team of players have to fight against several waves of salmonoids/robots. you get stuff by beating the waves (i think?????? i dont play tf2 and my brain is, again, too tired to comprehend what the wiki is trying to say) and stuff and you win ONLY if you get all of them.

control points and tower control/splat zones

i think symmetrical cp is closer to tower control than the other ones. like, all of the splatoon maps are symmetrical so....

anyways

both teams have to take over a certain amount of spots to win. in splatoon 2 this is done by riding the tower (which is more like a payload thing but i think rainmaker is more similar to that than tower control) while in tf2 this is done by standing at the capture point. it takes a while to capture each point for both games, tho in splatoon you dont have to recapture, since it isnt exactly like capture points? thats more of a splat zones thing.

speking of splat zones this one is similar to cp in the fact that you have to literaly capture zones. usually1, but there may be 2. capturning the zones is similar to how its done in tf2, except instead of just standing there you have to cover the area with your teams ink. the counter only goes down if your ink is majority and you have all the zones.

im too tired to do all the big brain thinking to explain this more so MOVING ON

payload and rainmaker (and also the peristalsis stage in octo expansion)

you move a thing to a goal. you win if you get that thing to the goal! thats the very basics but while payload is like a move the cart via a track thing rainmaker is literally just grabbing the rainmaker and getting it to (or as close as possible) to the podium on the opposing teams aide of the map and actually i take back my earlier statment payload is quite similar to tower control.

HOWEVER. in splatoon both teams are fighting to get the rainmaker to their respective podiums. in payload, only one team moves the cart, while the other team tries to stop them.

the peristalsis stage is basically the same thing but with 1 player only cos the octo expansion DLC is a single player campaign. that and you have to shoot at it to get it to move.

king of the hill and splat zones

literally the exact same thing????? like im not even kidding. theres a certain area you have to capture, and once you have that area a timer starts to count down. but if the enemy captures it from you the timer for your team pauses and the enemys counter starts. this is kinda short cause theres not that much for me to point out lol

PASS time and clam blitz

theyre both semi based off of irl sports? except in passtime theres only one ball i think, while in clam blitz you have to collect clams to make a bigger football clam to throw at the enemys basket to break it so you can throw clams into it before it repairs itself

anyways i think this is everything? man idk i did this on a whim cause i was bored.

[if-the-crown-fits-translate-it]

Discord pt 93

[Date: 18/03, 05:45 PM GMT - 18/03, 06:29 PM GMT]

[Prior to the below conversation, Maxwell and the people from the server were discussing how the liquid from the cut-off bud from the previous day appears to be red to Maxwell, yet it had appeared as white in color to Marcus and the others after the bud was cut. The bud was also fairly large, about half the size of Maxwell’s thumb, and may have been one of the calendula marigolds, not the freesias. The flower petals can be around like a normal petal, but they’re still metal. The bud hadn’t wilted]

Maxwell: “so....

whats this about”

|[Little-K1ng: “I wish I hadn’t snapped at fetch like that… maybe when he comes back I can give him a proper apology”

Maxwell: “hm perhaps that would be good

family should get along”]|

Marcus: “.....

..we didn't want to worry you”

Jack the Observer: “that was the spoilered image from yesterday afternoon. Mona decided it would be beneficial not to let you know.

you know. seeing as it was rather uncharacteristic.”

donti (e): “... yea”

Marcus: “...seeing as you had already spoken ender”

Maxwell: “i...i dont remember saying that”

Jack the Observer: “i doubt it was actually you who said it.

much more likely it was some partial incarnation of Page.”

Marcus: “....it didn't sound like you”

Maxwell: “the fuck do you mean it didnt sound like me

I....”

Marcus: “i mean it didn't sound like you, Max”

Maxwell: “why didnt you tell me!”

Marcus: “we didn't want to worry you!”

Maxwell: “want me to worry?! about what! that Im gonna end up back with crown even if I dont wanna be! I already know that!”

donti (e): “heey hey they.. didnt want to worry you

everything else was already stressful..”

Marcus: “...”

Jack the Observer: “donti.

your goody goody nice-talk is not helpful here.”

Marcus: “max”

donti (e): “... alright.”

Marcus: “im sorry”

Maxwell: “.....

look i just

i hate being treated like a child

i mean

Its like the whole circlet argument all over again!”

Marcus: “....the

max?”

Maxwell: “what”

Marcus: “how do you

how do you know about that argument”

Maxwell: “I DONT KNOW OKAY”

Marcus: “max what else do you remember”

Maxwell: “IVE-- ive been remembering random things while forgetting others i cant tell anymore”

Marcus: “......

why didn't you... tell us?

how long”

Maxwell: “I just thought they were dreams or nightmares

i dont know....ever since the trial maybe?”

Marcus: “..

max”

Maxwell: “what...”

Marcus: “i'm sorry”

Maxwell: “FOR WHAT WHY CANT YOU JUST TELL ME”

Marcus: “everything

for everything okay!

i'm sorry we didn't tell you about the voice thing last night

i'm sorry fetch tried to lie about the buds in your hair!

i'm sorry that you and i got into that stupid argument and that we had to leave our family because i wouldnt tell you something!”

Maxwell: “I hate this....why does everyhting think they have to keep things from me”

Marcus: “I'm sorry”

Maxwell: “I aint a god damn kid....i havent been for a while....”

Marcus: “I know that Max

I know”

Maxwell: “.....you....”

Marcus: “....”

Maxwell: “marcus

stand in the light for a sec”

Marcus: “im sorry

what?”

Maxwell: “please please just stand in the sunlight for a moment”

Marcus: “max..?”

Maxwell: “.....I think I know why you've been so tired....”

Marcus: “stress?”

Maxwell: “no...

i...im sorry me getting made probably brought it on im so fucking sorry--”

Marcus: “..max?”

Maxwell: “the leaves”

Marcus: “the what”

Jack the Observer: “huh.

marcus is also growing a wreath.”

Maxwell: “the leaves have sprouted”

disks and the color red |Stars: “thats unfortunate”

Maxwell: “im sorry im sorry im so fucking sorry”

Jack the Observer: “interesting”

LLyr: “max, this isnt your fault”

Marcus: “i...”

donti (e): “heeeyy thats kinda rude guysss”

Marcus: “max why would this be your fault”

LLyr: “there’s no way you could have prevented or made this happen”

Jack the Observer: “[i whisper to dave] i wonder how much it will effect him, considering the circlet did little to nothing”

Maxwell: “but it happened after we started arguing after I upset you im so fucking sorry oh my god”

[donti (e): “heeeyy thats kinda rude guysss”]

LLyr: “thats just how they are :3″

emuhlee: “this isn't very pleasant :(”

donti (e): “yea.”

Marcus: “max it isn't your fault”

Maxwell: “but arent you in pain?!”

Marcus: “um

not..really?”

Jack the Observer: “well. it makes sense that the "happiness wreaths" grow off of negative emotions.”

Maxwell: “......what...”

Marcus: “i didn't even notice it happened”

Maxwell: “you...how--

syd screamed in pain I had headaches for days and even fetch is hurting...”

Marcus: “i dont... i don't know max

i don't have answers”

Jack the Observer: “oh, you're only partially immune”

Marcus: “immune???”

Jack the Observer: “should've guessed – you still lost your memories after all.”

Raeva: “It could be because you've spent much more time with Crown than the rest of them”

Jack the Observer: “the circlet only worked partially. of course this wreath only works partially as well.”

[Jack the Observer: “[i whisper to dave] i wonder how much it will effect him, considering the circlet did little to nothing”]

disks and the color red |Stars: “dunno. i still think he wont go with the rest of them though [he whispers back]”

Marcus: “.........”

Jack the Observer: “if that were the case, the circlets should have less effect on Prince and Baron as well

not to mention Countess.”

Marcus: “....oh that's your assumption...”

donti (e): “... they didnt need the laurels though”

Maxwell: “hm...”

Jack the Observer: “based on historical evidence, i would guess that Crown effects you less, in particular”

Marcus: “max...

max what are you humming?”

donti (e): “uh

Jack the Observer : “if you're taken again, remember morse code :)”

Maxwell: “....what...”

donti (e): “... didnt crown figure out the morse code?”

Marcus: “..hm..hm...”

donti (e): “he used it in an ask of his own?”

Raeva: “Now you're both humming?”

Marcus: “max how do you know that tune?”

Marcus: “you've never...

max?”

Maxwell: “......know that I'm with you the only way that I can.....”

Marcus: “....Until you're in my arms again....”

disks and the color red |Stars: “...interesting”

Maxwell: “.....remember me.....”

Marcus: “.....max”

Maxwell: “.....i dont know....

i cant tell whats my memories and whats....his”

Marcus: “....sometimes I can't either”

Maxwell: “I hate it....it hurts...”

Marcus: “...I'm sorry”

Maxwell: “its not you...I'm....Im happy I met you guys...”

Marcus: “i'm glad i met you too..”

Baroness: “Hello Page and Viscount. :)”

Marcus: “the real you”

Maxwell: “ugh god, fuck off baroness...”

Marcus: “what the fuck are you doing in here”

Maxwell: “we aint in the mood”

Maxwell: “okay wait how the fuck did you get into the god damn house”

Baroness: “I just thought I'd come by and see how things were growing. It looks like we're becoming a family again. :)”

[Maxwell: “okay wait how the fuck did you get into the god damn house”]

Baroness: “Hmm, i think the door was unlocked. Funny that. :)”

Maxwell: “what”

Maxwell: “oh....mona left it unlocked in case fetch came back...”

Marcus: “......”

emuhlee: “.... :(”

Baroness: “So, it looks like you're starting to bloom Viscount. Are you excited? :)”

Marcus: “.......”

Maxwell: “leave him alone you piece of shit

or else ill be the one biting at you”

Marcus: “..max”

Maxwell: “STOP CALLING HIM THAT”

Baroness: “Calling him what? his name? tell me, do you feel more like a Page or a Maxwell right now?”

Maxwell: “maxwell you dumb bitch”

Marcus: “.......”

Baroness: “Alright. I'm sure that will change soon. :)”

Marcus: “Pa- max don't antagonize her, please”

Maxwell: “you piece of shit you do anything to my family [deleted shortly afterwards] friends AND ILL KILL YOU”

donti (e): “heeey maxx chill

we should.. not do anything.. we will regret

haha

hi baroness”

Marcus: “...”

Baroness: “I'm not doing anything.

The bloom will happen and spring will come.

You can't stop the changing of the seasons. :)

donti (e): “very poetic.. thank you”

Baroness: “I'm just here to tend to the flowers. :)”

LLyr: “i mean with that logic winter will come eventually, won’t it?”

Maxwell: “no BUT I CAN SHOVE MY FIST DOWN YOUR THROAT”

Marcus: “Page- Max please stop yelling”

Maxwell: “.....”

donti (e): “hEYyyyYYYYyyyyyyyy heeeyyy everyone caaaallllmmmmm dooownnnn no need to yell”

[Maxwell: “no BUT I CAN SHOVE MY FIST DOWN YOUR THROAT”]

Baroness: “Page, Page, Page. Is that any way to speak to your family?”

Maxwell: “YOU AINT MY FAMILY YOU PIECE OF SHIT”

Void: “for someone so concerned with a happy family baroness is awfully good at sowing discord and unhappiness”

donti (e): “heyy heyy no need for sniping comments”

Marcus: “..not the time for puns, donti”

[Void: “for someone so concerned with a happy family baroness is awfully good at sowing discord and unhappiness”’

Baroness: “Sometimes you have to snip a few weeds for beautiful flowers to grow. :)”

Void: “hm. don't like that.”

[Maxwell: “YOU AINT MY FAMILY YOU PIECE OF SHIT]

Baroness: “:)”

Marcus: “.....”

[letstalksymphogear]

Symphogear, EP. 6

Last Time on Grand Theft Auto:

Tsubasa recovers from the world’s gayest coma as Hibiki trains her mind while putting aside such silly concepts as “the love of my life” and “literally being with my girlfriend.” After cooling Miku’s paranoia with her brand new washboard abs, Genjuro prepares the team for a pizza run across the city to deliver a dangerously hot pizza pie named Durandal. Chaos emerges as the delivery is intercepted by a rival pizza gang, lead by the nefarious Gremlin known as Yukine Chris. But, before the pizza could be claimed, dedicated pizza deliverywoman Hibiki not only steals it back, but eats it, harnessing the power of the pizza and unleashing cheesy pasta based chaos around the location.

Ryoko is so into it that she taps into her superpowers and protects Hibiki after she passes out. The delivery is considered a failure, and no tip is given.

And so, the journey continues...

Meanwhile, in this weird, tricked out mansion...

Chris meditates on some water metaphors of her own.

“that pacman colored freak took only touching it to activate a cheap ass french sword that gave her weird demon powers and its taken me YEARS to use this dumb stripper outfit and the funny cane that goes with it, what the FUCK man, what even is my life”

“maybe... maybe honeybaked hams ARE that powerful...”

“NO! turkey is the superior meat! it’s healthier, lower in fat, and way more tasty! fuck you! i’ll get my goddamned revenge!”

Chris begins musing about Fine’s motivations to capture Hibiki; during these, we’re treated to some brief image flashbacks of Chris’s life.

Suddenly, those jokes about food are a lot less funny.

It doesn’t take a genius to put two and two together as to why this young woman is helping a strange nudist dominatrix spread alien terror across the city of mumblednoises, Japan. She doesn’t really have many an option on the table. It’s either help the weird kinkster with her plans, or die.

Despite everything, she has a high opinion of Fine, for the same reasons someone might have a high opinion of a television show if it were the only show they were ever exposed to. She is deeply afraid of being alone again, because she has lived through such misery that the very thought of existing out in the cold again terrifies the shit out of her.

The Sun rises casually amidst Chris’s thoughts.

“ah shit. it just hit me. i literally have spent the entire night standing here instead of actually going the fuck to sleep. goddamnit.”

On such a devious metaphorical twist, Fine stands behind her as the Sun rises.

“yeah, jokes on you. i couldnt sleep for shit either. turns out, all nude, no blankets? in japan? real bad idea.”

“thats why i decided to GO GOTH, babey! whattaya think? do i give those witchy vibes, huh? real ‘black magic woman’ santana hours? feeling cute, gonna head out with the girls and summon satan in the woods kinda aesthetic looking shit? come on, be real with me. does this not look baller?”

“you look like morticia decided to go to the grocery store to buy some wonder bread, but other than that, its a step up from your usual pussy out attitude, so sure”

“you know i decided to get some brain cells on loan from Brain Cells R Us, and ive been thinking this solomon cane stuff is solomon lame. i dont need this dumb oversized harry potter cosplay prop to get shit done. also, murder is... sorta bad? im still trying to get the brain cell stuff down.”

“i can punch just as good as goody two shoes if not better.”

“lol go do it then champ, im gonna go cut down a forest of trees now”

And so, they both just kinda... stand there.

“QUACK, NEXT SCENE, QUACK”

Meanwhile, Tsubasa is rapidly trying to rehabilitate herself from her wounds like walking like a madman, her IV drip presumably filled with Taco Bell brand Doritos Locos Tacos super spicy nacho cheese. Taco Bell: Live Mas.

“im gonna clear every fucking taco bell in your goddamned memory, kanade”

“think outside the bun! wait, what? that was a taco bell slogan? ah fuck it, im dead. what nerd’s gonna try and correct me?”

“i would, kanade. i am that nerd.”

Tsubasa is hell bent to try and understand Kanade’s simple philosophy of helping others selflessly. Unfortunately, when Kanade died, she took all the brain cells between them in the process, so coming to this epiphany is a work in progress.

“listen its a fucking miracle you are 1. alive and 2. able to have your blood run on the garbage melted plastic taco bell tries to dupe people into believing is cheese so why dont you just lie down and think of better franchises to eat from”

“no! you dont understand! taco bell is a franchise of the PEOPLE! their meals are cheap and filling and- and the chicken quesadillas are of good quality for their price! i promised kanade- my vow to the death. taco bell... ergh... now and forever... i-”

“wait. my gay senses are tingling.”

It’s Hibiki, probably running track with Miku.

“oh yeah... her... i should probably apologize to her. about trying to kill her. and then letting her almost be kidnapped. and just giving her a general hard time about something that wasn’t explained to her in the slightest for months. she’s a good bean.”

Tsubasa proceeds to never canonically apologize to Hibiki throughout the entirety of all 4 seasons of Symphogear.

Look at em run. See, it’s a metaphor, because they haven’t communicated yet and they’re running from their problems! But they’re running towards Tsubasa, who is part of the representative problem these two share! Clearly literary genius.

It’s like someone went halfway into writing an NTR plotline and went “maybe this isn’t a good idea to market our songs on.”

Hibiki is still thinking about her Hellshake Yano moment with Durandal. Mainly how she nearly killed someone with it. Hibiki is very starkly in the “killing is bad, and wrong” camp of morality, a trait currently unique to her that she’ll wind up teaching literally everyone else she meets one way or another.

Some could argue the L stands for Lydian, and they’re wrong. It stands for Lesbian.

“that was one hell of a run, hibiki! im pooped! why dont we go to the locker room and call it a day, have a nice shower and just get some dinn-”

“this is the last straw.

i clean your plates. i cook your food. we eat, shit, shower, and sleep in the same FUCKING area, and this is how you repay me? huh? you think being your wife is easy shit, hibiki? half the damn time you’re running off like clark kent having food poisoning and the other half ive gotta babysit you, the emotional equivalent of a preteen clown, to make sure your life doesn’t self destruct harder than Atlantis sinking into the ocean. im done! i am DONE. im reopening my tinder, im slamming my ass BACK into okcupid, and im gonna date some CUTE ACADEMY GIRLS that treat me BETTER than this ABSOLUTE BETRAYAL OF HEART AND IM NOT CRYING I SWEAR ITS JUST THE SWEAT IN MY EYES AND HIBIKI HOW COULD YOU-”

“oh yeah, sure! hey, lemme just do a few more laps, ive just been feeling judgmental about myself and my figure, you know? gotta push myself further...”

“o-oh yeah, sure. no worries, ill wait for you. love you too, hibiki...”

The girls bathe together, as good friends typically do.

“hey you ever notice the showers here have like, weird psuedo-luxurious minipools to bathe in? like, how rich is this school?”

“whoever made this place is either rich or a pervert. or both, probably!”

Miku remarks that Hibiki has changed since she’s entered Lydian, in a manner most unheterosexual.

“oh FUCK you really DO have washboard abs now! ohhh my god.”

“damn, those abs were heavenly. let’s get pancakes later.”

I won’t screenshot it but something to note is that they actually wear each other’s corresponding underwear colors (or even, if you want to examine more closely, each other’s underwear). Here’s an equivalent scene to give you the mental image.

This is the face of someone who knows what they want and already have it. Such is the power of Kohinata Miku.

Meanwhile, Genjuro comes back from the funeral of the guy the Americans filled violently and with impunity.

“yo that all black look looks baller. i should borrow that look... id look pretty gothy in it.”

“ryoko i sympathize with your sharp, fashionista eye but this was for a funeral, i was paying my respects to the dead. thats the usual dress code.”

“didnt know they updated that. i remember back in my day, we just went in white garments and chanted in latin!”

“shit was fire. literally. lots of funeral pyres.”

“lmao ryoko buddy your larping sessions arent actual history”

“hey dont shit on larping around me. i used to be a professional larper while i was majoring in acting. helped really sell my career when i had to pretend to slay the Dark Lord Jyarloen atop the mountain of skulls in Hargobor after my family was killed by the Dark Army. asshole.”

“haha yeah, larping, thats cool yeah, i do that

i...

i larp.”

“oh yeah? you wanna join my larping session sometime then? we’re gonna do an ancient babylon plot thats inspired by some anime, itll be fun”

“.....................................im super into realism.”

“i know im dressed for a funeral but id like to not part ways with my dignity yet. besides, we’ve got serious shit to talk about. basically, we’re on the verge of getting shitcanned.”

As it turns out, the death of this politician removed the last obstacle of opposition to maintain the 2nd Division, as the average criticism against the 2nd Division is “why are we funding this mystery division when we don’t know what they do”. Of course, the sensible idea for an organization that defeats the Noise is to declassify it, given people of different jobs and positions have physically seen the Symphogear in action, but you know. “Oh no, the other governments will come after us” stick gets shaken.

“im in a union. i know my rights. you’re not taking my acting job here away from me.”

“im not going back to be a preschool teacher. its been ten year. the bites on my ankles still havent healed...”

“yeah man, shit sucks ass. i cant fund my adoption habits if im fired.”

Look at these cinematic parallels. Symphogear truly is a franchise made by someone living in 3030.

“worst part is the new minister is super into america. he’s a... westaboo.”

“a westaboo?”

“westaboo?”

“did he just unironically say westaboo”

“he said westaboo. oh my god. this is the hell timeline.”

“i mean people kept calling me that for worshipping all these fighting flicks so i guess it fit? i dont see the problem here”

Meanwhile, in Lydian Academy...

“so it hit me, right? we’re ALL girls. and we ALL sing. now, humor me a moment. what if... what if we’ve all been recruited to potentially be superheroes... through our singing? like, there’s no coincidence that all this shit happens around us, right? and a famous singer LIVES here? i saw the black cars outside! weird shit is happening here- im not even gonna eat the all you can eat bar anymore!”

“kathy there is literally no such thing as superheroes who sing. this place is more likely to be a organ harvesting op than whatever madness you’re saying”

“what? you need me, a singing superhero, to go stop a problem happening underneath the school, a location meant to recruit young women into potentially becoming fellow crime fighting singers?”

“yeah im too busy poppin’ caps in asses so go kick ass in my place”

“sure!”

“.....................................who ya talkin to, hibiki?”

“the boss! gotta go do a thing again...”

“hibiki, i dont like the fact that capitalism is tearing us apart.”

“you’ve gotta join me in the revolution, hibiki. you. me. luxury automated gay space communism. aint it the dream? share my vision, hibiki. its glorious.”

“n... no...? no gay space communism today? well, what about tomorrow? or the next day? or... maybe the next day? baby steps, you say? but, direction action, hibiki! we’ve gotta strike now!”

“it’s okay hibiki. when i take over the world and destroy all first world government leaders, and unite the globe in my encompassing reign and love... ill make sure to spare you, and be my bride to be.”

“thanks miku. im just not ready yet for the globe to burn in an unending ball of fire as the continents fuse into a new utopia composed of our combined wills. also, ive really gotta go, its genuinely an emergency.”

“for the cause!”

“yes hibiki... for the cause...”

Admittedly, you can see the stages of grief Miku goes through when she sees Hibiki say she can’t join her for pancakes. It’s sad. This side story sucks.

Meanwhile, as it turns out, the problem Hibiki needed to resolve was checking on Tsubasa to see if she hadn’t dissolved into Taco Bell brand hot n’ spicy Tabasco sauce.

“god, cant believe taco bell was closed. now i gotta deliver these lame ass flowers”

“cant wait to get threatened again. wonder what she’ll say. ‘hibiki, i should have killed you when i had the chance.’ or ‘you’re so goddamned weak. i could break your spine with my fingernail’, or some other stuff about metaphors. oh, my stops here”

“HEY BITCH WHATS GOOD-”

“HOLY SHIT”

“you are already”

“dead.”

[totallyrealhoroscopesdaily]

2/18/2018 Horoscope

Aries: You are pretty certain that you are not gay. You’re open enough to the idea that if some guy comes along and you think, oh I wanna tap that, then you won’t panic, but you haven’t met that guy. Death is not that guy. You think you made him think that he was.

Taurus: You. You. You care. You care a lot. Today you have a conscious and you care and it hurts, because what have you done. Its all your fault, you ruined it, you killed them, you killed all of them, oh gods above. Even in this guilt and suffering, this mental spiral, you find yourself reveling in this, for this is pretty, this is something almost new, and you feel guilty for it, but god do you love it. This day will end soon, and so will your care, and you're guilty for that, too.

Gemini: You should try to write it down. Maybe if you can assign words to describe the event, then it’ll lose some of it’s power.

Cancer: It’s not dark, it’s almost too bright, and the light isn’t orange anymore, it’s faded to a red. You don’t know how to get out, you weren’t marking your path in, and are these paths moving? The ground feels soft under your feet, squishing unpleasantly, you thought this was stone before. Ridali is dead weight behind you and you try to drag him with you. You think the walls are pulsing, and you cant breathe. The air is thick, it’s sweet, it’s rotten, there’s something wrong with it, you can’t breathe. You don’t know how to get out and Ridali isn’t waking up and you can’t breathe and you’re getting light headed and the paths seems to be changing even as you walk them and is t getting brighter and you’re sorry Ridali that was a bad bump and you are hungry and thirsty and you can’t find the exit and your lungs are collapsing the air is too heavy and you. pass. out.

Leo: You’ll win, tonight. You’ll actually get drinks, because you 3 want to be drunk. Fira will kiss you and you’ll shove her off of you, because she’ll be drunk. You’ll come to the realization that you might not mind it if she tried it again while sober, and you’ll choke on your swig of beer.

Virgo: You do some digging, trying to figure out what happened to your heads. 

Libra: You take more notice of the magicals that visit your shop. More specifically, how they enter and leave hunched and defensive, only relaxing for the time it takes them to find and buy candy from you or to drop off their children. You aren’t in a magical neighborhood, and you’re starting to think you aren’t in a very magic friendly one. You smile widely at them, making sure they feel welcome, not letting any hint of the seething inside that you feel. You are bitter, and angry, and, if you’re honest?, hurt. You thought the world was fair and justice would always win, but turns out that ain’t the case and you feel lied to.

Scorpio: I believe that would be a bad idea.

Sagittarius: After an unknown amount of time (Time? What is that?), you see the old lady. You don’t have eyes, you have nothing to see her with, yet you still see her and you don’t know how. She didn’t walk up, she wasn’t there and then she was, or maybe you couldn’t see her and then she let you. She’s just standing there, in an empty void. Nothing around her, nothing for her to stand on, just there is front of you. (Do you have a front?) She says you’ve been here a while, dearie, you should follow her. You’re about to ask how, but then suddenly you have a body and you fall to the non-existent ground, gasping with new lungs. Oh good, you think with a fragile sort of edge, you can taste yourself again. You missed that. The old woman tuts at you, then turns around and starts walking in the opposite direction form you. You quickly haul yourself up and follow her, mainly because looking into the void around you makes your mind start to fragment and shriek and you don’t want to be left alone in here again. The old woman may be an eldritch monstrosity, and you may be terrified of her, but she is something and that has to be better than the nothingness. It has to.

Capricorn: So, you found a weather station for another country, and it’s surreal. Like, their weather is based on seasons? Not plot? Apparently they get snow and cold in winter, the only time you ever see snow is if it’s for a holiday special. Honestly, that’s just bizarre. You glance outside, looking for signs of this “Winter”, but, yeah, nope, just a normal sunny day with a few picturesque fluffy clouds. This might just be a new series, but honestly, if they want to start off so bizarre, they should at least be less boring so that you have a reason to suspend your disbelief. 

Aquarius: You follow your routine. You have a pile of hexipuffs that Linda lets you stuff with her stuffing. You go buy more yarn, not getting any new colors, just replacing what colors you’ve used. You also buy scissors, because that’d probably be better than just chewing at the yarn when you’re not at Linda’s house. You put the scissors on your shelf.

Pisces: Rose comes up in their marshmallow coat. You ask what happened to the one you made them, she says the matron took it. The matron said it wasn’t safe, that she shouldn’t have it. You tell Rose that it’s okay. You don’t let her see that you are angry. You can understand where the matron is coming from, really you can, but that was a gift that you worked very hard on.

[alwaysforyouscully]

100 Days

AO3: alwaysforyouscully

Summary: This is AU, sometime around Season 4. A watched an episode of Stargate SG-1 ‘100 Days’ and thought it would work well with the Season 4 cancer arc. Mention of character death.

Warnings: PG. Light Angst and Fluff

Back at Oxford Mulder learned that the human mind takes approximately 100 days to get over the shock of a loss, to begin to truly grieve and start to forget the details associated with that loss. The feelings, the emotions, the love and to start to move on with the act of living.

He thinks about that now, knowing it won’t be long until the cancer wins and he will be without her. He never thought much about the 100 days theory back in school since he never forgot any detail about Samantha but maybe that was different. He doesn’t know where she is so there is no end in that search, no need to grieve her just yet.

But he knows there will be an end for Scully, his only hope each morning is for one more day; one more day to see her, talk to her, to hold her hand.

He wonders now if its really true and in 100 days he will start to forget something that is part of his psyche, part of his soul. If its possible the hole that will be ripped in his heart will really begin to heal.

He figures it must happen gradually. On what day will he forget how she takes her coffee, day 4?

Is it day 12 when he no longer remembers that she signs her name in blue ink rather than black?

Will day 27 be the day he forgets how she says ’Mulder’ when he orders a second piece of pie, then ends up helping him finish it?

Day 39 might be the day he wonders, who’s number is number ‘1’ on his speed dial.

On what day will he not long for her scent on his jacket at the end of the day and wonder how it got there, maybe that’s day 48.

But he knows how it got there because he can’t help but touch her and that brings him to day 51 when he forgets the feel of the small of her back in his hand. The spot where the curve of her hip meets her spine.

Will this day, day 65 mean she won’t invade his dreams like she has the last 64?

Mulder is lost in his thoughts sitting outside her hospital room, when he wishes on day 76 he will forever forget the tears in her eyes when he almost shoots her. 

Somewhere around day 88 he probably forgets how it feels when she runs her fingers through his hair every time he gets hurt, her fingers cool and light on his scalp, even when he hasn’t injured his head.

And what about day 93, oh day 93 will be hard. Is that the day he can no longer remember the exact color of her eyes? The eyes that held him together, even when everything else was falling apart.

By day 100 will he forget how he searched and prayed to her God and pleaded to anyone that would listen to find a way to cure her. Just to keep her alive for one more day or hour or minute.

Luckily he won’t have find out what he will forget and when. He sits in the hall outside her hospital room while she tells her mother and Bill the news. The news that she is in remission.

She looks pale and weak now but its just a matter of time before she is healthy again and it causes him to wonder back to the 100 days theory. What if it works in reverse? What if you all you wished for could be set in motion and it only takes 100 days to start the rest of your life.

By day 2 he will know the taste of her lips. The lips he has longed to kiss for years.

At 4 o'clock on day 14, he gets to see the blush on her cheeks when he asks her out on a date.

On day 21 he will hear the sounds of her sighs, when he makes love to her for the first time.

Day 30 is one of his favorites, she says 'I love you, Mulder’ for the first time. Even though he has known all along.

He draws a heart around this day on the calendar, day 47. She kisses him in the office, out of habit and he leaves early to buy her a ring.

Day 59 he asks Maggie for Scully’s hand and thankfully she says yes and that she’ll tell Bill the good news.

On day 63 he pops the question, on his couch, over take out Chinese because they couldn’t keep their hands off each other long enough to go out.

She says 'Yes’ on day 63 ½.

On a whim, he puts a down payment on an unremarkable house in rural Virginia because he wants day 78 to be the start of the rest of their lives together.

Scully slips him a note across the desk on day 85, saying 'I’m late’.

They are standing outside the courthouse, waiting for the Justice of the Peace, with Maggie and Skinner on day 96.

He cant remember day 100 but he will never forget day 308. That’s the day she gave him something he could never forget, a son.

[hotshotshitshow]

other other #1 asshole

i hate this drawing of her intensely i need to redraw it asap

Basic Information

Full Name: Basira Emere Redoul Nicknames/Aliases: The Psychopomp Titles: Age: idk but shes in her 30′s Gender: lady Orientation: polyamorous pansexual. prrrrobably somewhere on the grey ace spectrum. Species: human for the most part but she was originally a fantroll. also she is part ghost Birthday: november 21 Occupation: grief counselor/modern day psychopomp (she helps terminally ill patients come to terms with death and ready themselves spiritually for it) Powers: ability to pass between the world of the living and the spirit world at will, ability to turn her physical form into a ghost at will, ability to see and intereact with spirits while still in physical form, incredible physical strength Living Family: Sevara Redoul, Rizopa Redoul, Svinya Redoul, Elvita Redoul, Obyren Levine Hometown: Current Residence: the town of Last Chance

Physical Characteristics Height: 6′10 Hair: naturally black but she dies it lots of different colors, but its usually peacock green Eyes: dark blue (bloodcolor) Body Type: very tall and built like a fridge. Distinguishing Marks: she gots tattoos literally all over her body, but im still in the process of designing them. also has a slight underbite. Left or Right-Handed: right Quirks/Habits:

Medical Information Addictions: cigarettes Aids/Augmentations: poor eyesight. has glasses she wears on occasion Allergies: Conditions: Physical Abnormalities: she tall Blood Type: Mental Illnesses: Other Notes: None

Mental/Personality Attributes Known Languages: English Positive Traits: sweet, cares about everyone and their well being, maternal, generous, inclusive, tries to (appropriately) make light of situations, extremely patient and understanding, sort of a goof, very encouraging and probably thinks youre awesome Neutral Traits: acts a bit too familiar with some people that never met her before Negative Traits: Can be self-assured to a fault/a bit egotistical, doesn’t like being proved wrong, thinks she knows more about people than they do, nosy, can’t take criticism worth shit Optimist, Pessimist, or Realist: realist at heart but tries very hard to be an optimist Introvert or Extrovert: cusp i think Fears:

Likes/Dislikes General Likes: music in general, writing (songs n stuff), playing the upright bass, feeling like she did something Good, physical affection (SHE LOVES HUGS AND HOLDING PEOPLE), old timey cartoons, dancing, vintage cars General Dislikes: criticism, not being included, feeling inadequate (its hard to write about her dislikes because she tries really hard to see the grey area in most things slkdmfsdlk) Favorite… Animal: peacocks Color: Food: meat, especially barbecue Music Genre: LKSDMSKM ALL OF IT. but mostly psychobilly (are u seeing a trend here yet), swing, rockabilly, jazz, thrash metal, deathrock, classic rock, AND JSUT LITERALLY EVERYTHING OK SHE LOVES MUSIC. especially if she can dance to it and its really energetic Season: fall/spring

Relationships Best Friend(s): sev, vin Other Friends: Acquaintances: Significant Other(s): porsche, maude Rivals: Enemies: Pets:

Other/Trivia Meaning of Name: Religion: Astrological Zodiac: scorpio Chinese Zodiac: Celtic Zodiac: Element: MBTI Type: Hogwarts House:

oh my god it is my goal in life to hug her ok. she absolutely uses her size to her advantage and likes picking up the other person to hug them and hold them its like a dream ok. she is an incredibly affectionate person but has had to learn to reel it in and be more guarded otherwise sometimes people get the wrong idea.

people getting the wrong idea about how touchy feely she is paired with some of her therapy work she does means that even though she is a naturally very open and giving person, she has had to learn when to be more guarded and not open up to people so quickly.

she does not experience attraction often but can definitely recognize when someone is attractive. if she likes someone enough she will get super flirty and try to be suave and smooth and charming and it works for like the first three minutes but shes a huge dork so it gets goofy sorta quick

she has the patience of a saint and it takes an awful lot to rile her but the one thing that is absolutely off-limits for her is telling her shes not a good person or pointing out her flaws. she recognizes this is an issue and is trying to work on it but. it is extremely difficult for her. when angry, she gets very in your face and if pushed, there is a point where she will get physical.

SHE IS SO SENSITIVE OK YOU CANT WATCH MOVIE WITH HER BECAUSE SHE GETS SUPER INTO IT AND CRIES AT ANY VAGUELY SAD PART

as a psychopomp, she helps those who are near death prepare themselves for whatever comes after. once they have passed, she is always the one to meet them on the other side and offers more support and comfort in any way that she can. she also helps them figure out what will happen to their soul next, whether they go to whatever afterlife they believe in, whether they are reincarnated, whether they come back as a ghost, etc etc. she also helps them become reborn if they choose reincarnation and ready themselves for their new life.

most of her spiritual psychopomp duties happen in her sleep. spirit world time does not adhere to physical world time, so she could deal with anywhere from a handful of souls to thousands of souls in one nighttime. this is very emotionally and mentally draining, so waking up in the morning is a huge pain in the ass.

she is not the only psychopomp, she is one of many but she just works with one particular population

charahub page (there is a lot of info repeated here word-for-word but there are a few different things)

[ts-2020-olympics]

Episode 13 - “Put On My Villain Attire” - Sammy

This week was a lot, I made a mistake socially that hurt someone, and i couldnt be more disgusted or hurt with myself tonight. I feel awful for what i said about nicole, after tribal i cryed like a kid on call with sammy and Caeleb. Reaching out to nicole was hard because i dont want her to think im coming to say sorry as a game move. I respect nicole as a person, as a player, and I made a mistake, and it was time for me to own up to making a personal comment in context that should not have been personal. Now getting that out of the way, this week was crazy, the vote was Tommy, then Jacob, Then nicole, cut to tribal Nicole is excused from tribal, which im thankful for because i actually got to reach out to nicole after to say sorry for my comment.  Getting a response was the last thing I expected from her. And it made me happy to get one, especially such an understanding one that came from her realizing that was not my intentions. Game wise going forward, im aware theres cracks in this alliance and im not 100% safe. But im gonna ride it till i cant no more. I don't want to think game tonight but obviously i need to keep thinking about the game. Immunity wise, i dont think its necessity that I need to win, Even after I had a blow up and such i still feel like those in the game understand how hard it was for me tonight and my truth of how i didnt mean to hurt nicole. I still feel the most close to Sammy and Caeleb, they where there for me tonight after tribal while a cried, so was Kevin and Emma, idealy these people are the people I want there with me at the end of the game. In other news, Darcy has exposed himself as someone who has voted out sammy, meaning the list of people who need to go before I need to start backstabbing gets longer Stoner, Tommy, Nicole and Darcy are IDEALLY the next 4 boots, but u never know what will happen in this game! I could be working with Nicole next round for all I know. ANYWAYS TLDR: Im sorry, me and nicole are fine, im in a good place in this game. Thank u for coming to this LONG ASS confessional. 

im dying, so its been fun toodaloo 

Actually feeling very frustrated atm. I wanted this immunity so bad. The way Nicole plays this game is very frustrating and I’d love to see the way she actually plays the real game. Is she just gonna sit under the hut and ignore everyone that approaches her. She just lies about everyone and the minute someone does something against her she cries in her host chat. I’m usually not a mean person but she deserves to be the villain of this season. I literally have always looked up to Nicole as a player bc I have seen how genuine and kind she can be. But this game has really tossed out how i viewed her as a player. As a person sure she’s great but there’s a way to play this game by having good character. I would hate to see me leave before Nicole but if it happens and she makes it to the finals that’s okay but she won’t have my vote poor management. Anyways don’t wanna make my whole confessional about Nicole since she’s made the whole game revolve around her actions already. I’d like to personally shoutout Jordan caeleb and Eve in this confessional. Truly are the rays of sunshine in this game. I have my doubts about Kevin, Emma, and Darcy because I think that they have connections to Nicole. Someone is playing everyone and it’s so frustrating. I was so close to winning this immunity. I need to survive. Also I am very annoyed that caeleb has not had to stress a single round since merge. Yeah he’s my closest ally but like it’s annoying i want someone else like me to be immune and i know it’s selfish but it’s just annoying. I need to figure this out. I might have to put on my villain attire for this round. 

IMMUNITY? IMMUNITY? I HAVE THAT? Oh my god I think this may be like the first immunity I've actually one in the history of my Tumblr Survivor career (although checking the records there was one time I was just like individually immune for no reason during Seychelles premerge and I do not remember why) I needed this SO BAD, and even better is everyone is PISSED at me for winning, nobody can figure out where I figured out all the colors and it's SOOOOOOOOO FUNNY god bless, long live the underdog bayyyyyyybeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! 

Okay, so here goes.   To start off my confessional for this round, that past tribal really was a mess.  Nicole played a tribal skip, so she survived, which was a good play on her part, but it led to some messy scrambles, and ended up losing probably my closest friend in this game (Love you Jacob <3,)  I ended up voting in minority with Jacob to keep my word, even though I knew majority was on Jacob.   In this game though, you got to take risks, and if the risk of keeping my word to my good friend outside this game ends up being my downfall, then so be it.   However, one isn't going to win by playing it safe every round and voting with majority all the time, you got to vote in minority at times too and try to at least make some bold moves, to get out the threats, otherwise, you might as well just give them the money, as those players would all make finals, and one of them would win.  Then where would the sheep be?   They would be at the jury, alongside those who they voted out.   Now, terms of this round, Nicole and I are trying to come together to split up the power trio of Eve, Caeleb and Sammy.   Plan is to try getting out Eve, as Eve has everyone basically wrapped around their finger, which I do not like, and I think Eve has the best chance of winning this game if they make it to the end, so yea Eve has to go.   I've also been hearing though, and sounds of things, Emma is wanting me out, and her reason I think is pretty well just because I haven't been voting with her.  It's like, I have only been to 3 tribals so far with Emma (4 if you count this one,)  and I voted with her the one tribal against Karen, then other tribal was just because I wanted to be loyal to my friend, and keep my word.   The first time though, was because I found the other person more threatening to my game.   Anyways, I am fighting my all right now to stay, and not going to back down, but if I end up going, so be it, I know I played a great game, and am glad with everything about it.   Pitching to people though that I'm not threatening at all, I literally have 0 moves on my resume at the moment, and how I just want to try beating 7th, because as of currently, 7th is my best placement.   Here goes nothing, and hopefully cards fall right, and Eve gets slain.

I’m kind of feeling hopeless after this round. Nobody actually wants to make the moves that need to be made, nobody wants to do anything actually smart. People are just being so short-sighted and playing for jury. Eve has an ego and will use it to make you believe that it’s her way or the highway. I feel like any cast with more than three braincells amongst them could really do something but, they won’t. Caeleb will win immunity yet again next round. I’ll go, then one by one they’ll go. I really just like, have no energy to guide these dummies to anywhere anymore. I’m tired. Even with immunity people are just ridiculously fake and annoying. 

I think Emma is the plan for tonight. She's playing a double agent type of game which is super dangerous and people are starting to see through it plus me and her don't have the best past so I'm fine with Emma going. It gets me to the Final 10 and gets me one step closer to the Final Tribal Council. I also think once Emma goes I'll be nobodies #1 target and that'll put me in a good position for next vote as long as Nicole doesn't win immunity again. Although who knows things switch around in this game so fast and it could be me going home because if Emma gets wind of her name being out there I see her coming for me just because of our past and I do think there is viable reason for people to flip their votes onto Me, if Emma campaigns for me to go. I'm hoping my name doesn't get dragged into the conversation and it just stays between Emma, Eve, and Darcy so I have no chance of going home tonight. I'm just gonna lay low after this bit of strategy talk but be around if the wind starts to shift onto me.

Fuck I’m not home and don’t want a stike this will be a quick confessional, Sammy I’m so fucking sorry about this but you have such a good social game and I need you gone to free up the field. Formed an alliance with Darcy today that was random but now I actually trust him which is wierd. Still fucking people over with Nicole it’s crazy how that’s working. Next round is final 10 o need to make it past it or I might cry, once I pass that hurdle I’ve never heard passed I’m good. 9th- 1st no bitter Jordan pines, don’t get me wrong though, 1st is still most preferred and it’s seeming achievable

Bye bye Sammy 

Ahh I have to turn my phone off and can't find confessional but my confessional is that I hate myself for voting Sammy 

I ate dinner, We're doing Sammy. Maybe these people have four brain cells instead of three. I however, still just have the one bumping around in my ear canal saying I might have a chance to win the game which is in fact, the stupidest thought I've had this whole round.

well well well....this round is a BIG OLE MESS, so i went into it last night thinking the vote was gonna be emma because she was leaking to nicole, but then i woke up and i guess the vote is on darcy, but Nicole tried to pull a vote on eve but because emma was involved and very loose lipped I would not have felt comfortable hiding that for almost 5 hours, so i told eve LOL.... but that built my trust up with eve and I thought it would make eve doubt emma even more but instead it seems to have made her want to keep her? which maybe means emma leaked the vote already?? which would be a good thing for me because then i didnt try to hide info that eve already knew, but so then that landed the vote primarily on darcy but honestly if darcy goes home this game is likely in the bag for eve, so I had to come up with something quick ! I have no idea if this is gonna go through but i put all my energy into selling this sarah vote like it was the end all be all move for us to make, when i dont think it is but if sarah can go home then the 5some that im viewing as Sammy/Caeleb/Eve/Jordan/Sarah would be down to 4 meaning theres wiggle room at the final 10 to potentially make a power move on a big player, without them being able to stay 5 solid and threaten rocks. They all seemed kinda hesitant but came around so im nervous, eve also asked for a back up plan which I said could be stoner, but the fact that she asked makes me nervous that shes gonna try to pull a fast one and be like "I think sarah has an idol we need to flip it !!!!!" which would be annoying but i wouldn't put it past eve. This also keeps all my potential numbers in those being nicole and then tommy/darcy emma and stoner, again IF this goes through, i could've lost darcy but then i just a 5v5 or if emma gets bold then a 6v4 and im powerless again. I think this was where i need to make a move and i hope it goes through but if it doesn't at least i tried !!!

I think tonight the night ladies, TONIGHT THE NIGHT I AM RELEASED, i mean if not sarah goes home and its whatever. I love love sarah and feel bad for blindsiding her like this. But I have confidence in Kevins decision here, hes trusted me, I have to trust him now.

[thedegenerateasexual]

anyway time to go back to reblogging My Favorite Book, this time w/ chapters 8-11:

chapter 8:

i have decided this book does have one flaw and it’s this:

Alice wanted to lose herself in season five of Supernatural and pass out once her serotonin levels overloaded on the cutie patootie badass with the biggest heart named D*** W*********.

there are...frequent mentions...of Fandom

and bless alice but she does not always have good taste

i could absolutely do with 10000% less of that shit

“I think this is going to provide a perfect opportunity.”

“For?”

“To sleep with him, of course. You need to have sex with him.”

FEENIE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE GOOD EGG

“Feenie.” Alice sighed so deep, her chest hurt. Of all the things she had expected Feenie to say, that wasn’t it. “I’m really going to need you to stop doing drugs. It’s affecting your cognitive thinking at this point.”

girl mood

“If you’re attracted to Takumi, that means sex might be different. Remember how disappointed you were before?”

Every time Feenie brought that up, regret walloped Alice upside the head. After Sam but before Margot, Alice had begun to think that maybe she’d had sex too early and maybe she should try it again. The result was a one-night stand with a boy named Louis to see if maybe she had been wrong.

She wasn’t. She had picked him randomly (he had seemed nice enough), they fumbled around for about thirty minutes, he managed to give her an orgasm, and … that was it.

Sex, Alice had decided, was like jogging. All the people in the world could say it’s so amazing and great for you, but if you don’t care about jogging, you’d rather spend your time with a Netflix queue and a box of doughnuts.

Orgasms, Alice had decided, were like stretching after exercising. It felt amazing in the moment, but who really thought about that perfect stretch two hours later? She certainly didn’t.

okay 1. i wanna hug alice jesus christ she has such a bad history ): 2. this author Knows

“I was not disappointed. Some things were just confirmed and I was more affected by it than I thought I would be.” Truth be told, Alice was relieved, but hadn’t figured out how to explain why she felt that way just yet. She didn’t need sex to be sure. She had always known.

“Yeah. There’s a word for that. Disappointment.”

“Anyway,” Alice said, eager to move on. They would never see eye to eye there. “I don’t know if that’s something I’m ready for. After Margot, it feels like there’s no point in me having sex with anyone, not even to make them happy. I just don’t want to do it.”

FEENIE’S GIVING ME THE HEEBIE JEEBIES LEAVE HER ALONE...like okay to be fair alice isnt speaking up w/ how she really feels but STILL she gets to have the final say on this

“What about the other side? What if it never happens again? What if he is it for me? I only get one shot, it all goes to shit, and I go back to feeling nothing and thinking I’m broken. I finally feel balanced. I don’t want to lose that.”

haha wow what a gray-ace mood this book is calling me OUT on internal bias like technically im gray-ace and just say ace because ace by itself is already hard enough to understand and explain (i had to explain it unexpectedly the other day on stream outta the blue and it really threw me my shoulders were up around my ears like so much for out & proud yikes)

Feenie flicked her right between the eyes.

“Ow, you ass.” Alice rubbed her forehead.

“First of all”—Feenie pointed at her—“you are not broken and I don’t ever want to hear that again.”

thank u

“Second, being attracted to one person doesn’t necessarily change who you are. Maybe you’re graysexual instead of straight up ace.”

LITERALLY THEY SAID IT AS SOON AS I THOUGHT IT WOW THIS IS THE REAL ACE EXPERIENCE ic annot believe this

Yes, Feenie’s suggestion to have sex with Takumi was questionable. However, she wasn’t suggesting he would cure her.

Graysexual.

In spite of everything, Feenie had acknowledged she was still on the spectrum where she felt most at home.

“It’s not lust,” she said. The words felt true. “It’s something, but I don’t think it’s that.”

i’m crying this is the true gray-ace mood i can’t believe this book called me out so thoroughly in one second and made me feel so valid in the next

Feenie sighed. “Inspirational, ‘Kumbaya’-type shit is not my jam, so I’m only going to say this once: You can’t let one or two bad experiences stop you from being happy. Maybe it’s with Takumi, maybe it’s not. But you’re not going to know until you try.”

i can’t decide if i wanna be in feenie’s corner for encouraging her or be weirded out that feenie is pushing her but i guess both is okay man sometimes bad experiences are Real Bad! let her do what she wants! she’s gotta be ready!

chapter 9:

Alice’s inability to say “being asexual” plagued her. The words formed but lodged themselves in her throat. One night she had stood in front of the mirror repeating, “I’m asexual,” over and over again. She had thought that if she could get used to hearing it, she’d accept it as truth faster. Alice knew it had made sense. She could check off all the little boxes. But she wasn’t sure it was a title that she had necessarily wanted everyone else to know.

im literally already choking up again there’s a reason too we so often say “ace” instead of “asexual” the word itself invokes connotations of 1. plant jokes and 2. frigidity, How Lovely...like im an Old Ace i’ve been grappling w/ this since 2006ish so this isn’t much of a mood anymore but GOD it used to be - literally a reverse of the gray-ace mood above “i will take anything, gray-ace, demi-, whatever, just not asexual”

She didn’t want to be known as Alice the Asexual. She wanted to be Alice who had an (admittedly) unhealthy obsession with all things cute and ate ice cream in the winter and taught all her friends how to make a Soul Train line and, and, and …

Being asexual would trump everything else about her, good and bad and weird.

If Alice had told someone, would they begin to use that as the primary defining characteristic for her from then on?

Oh, hey everyone, some person would say as they introduced her, this is Alice. She’s asexual. Sorry if you had any plans for her. She won’t ever desire you, regardless of how much she likes you.

Was it really anyone’s business that Alice didn’t feel sexual attraction when the rest of the world did? It was Alice’s secret. She could guard it like Smaug hoarding gold if she wanted to.

it’s so weird how like, un-internalizing bad shit moves along in stages, but those stages come in a different order and mean different stuff for everyone - i am the total opposite of those first two paragraphs, i love being Liz The Asexual (most of the time...), but i’m so far along - yet if i was around someone i Liked i would literally kill anyone who brought it up, and when i do Like people it’s just easier to keep it buttoned because 1. can only give them so much 2. of course they already know & assume there’s no interest, so what’s the point! can’t date as ace. impossible. i hope alice finds so much happiness so i can live thru her vicariously

yikes her sis signed her up for a lawyer seminar even tho she doesnt wanna do it & paid for it too so now she has to go ): dude

chapter 10:

Takumi had parted his hair on the left side, creating a slight pompadour to the right with sides closely cropped to his head. The asymmetry complemented his already balanced features and clean-shaven jaw.

Looking at him stressed Alice all the way out. That stupidly beautiful man was slowly giving her high blood pressure. Steam was mere moments from spewing out of her ears.

But.

But.

That was it. Nothing else happened.

Alice’s lips ticked up into a smile, her breath came out as an excited laugh. She was fine. She was herself again.

awww babe

ok i cant copyapasta all of this but takumi is cute & charming & also has hit on alice at least once:

“You seem better today,” Takumi said, keeping up with her pace. “Almost like a different person, really.”

The three of them entered the elevator. Essie pressed the buttons for the first floor and the basement.

“I can see how you would think that. I was having an off day. I’m fine.”

“You were fine last night, too.”

“Last night?” Essie exclaimed. “Yeah, hi, still here.”

“He meant at the bus stop. He waited with me.”

SMOOTH

“I’m definitely getting a vibe.”

“There is no vibe.” She rolled her eyes before realizing this would be great information for Feenie. Was Takumi being friendly or flirting and why, oh why, couldn’t she tell the difference? “But if there were, how would said vibe feel? Just, you know, wondering.”

“Stop being silly. You know what I mean.”

No, she really didn’t, and she hated when people made that assumption. If she had known, why would she bother asking?

mood. alice’s boss is being aphobic smh

“So what color would Takumi be?”

“I have a color?” Takumi asked, walking back in.

“Yes!” Essie held up her hands like she was preparing to tell an epic story. “Okay, so Alice has this color system she calls the Cutie Code and she uses it to determine how cute something is. I’m Yellow-Orange, which is close to the top by the way.” She actually began to preen.

If Alice weren’t mortified beyond recognition, she would have gotten up and run for her life. The Cutie Code™ was sacrosanct. Essie didn’t know Alice told only certain people about it—people she thought would understand and not ridicule her to death.

“Oh yeah?” Takumi asked, turning to Alice. “What color am I?”

NOOOOO THAT’S SUCH A PERSONAL THING TO ASK oh no poor alice i can’t believe her boss outed her like this

Kneecaps were generally uncute, so Alice stared at his. She had only one option in this increasingly perilous situation: damage control.

“I don’t know.” She shrugged. “I decided to retire the Cutie Code. So.”

awww babe htis is so sad wtf

“Could you unretire it for two minutes? If you randomly saw me, what would I be?” Takumi asked once Essie was gone.

“Why?” Alice said, ducking behind her monitor.

He walked to the other side of her desk. “I want to know. I figure I have to be Yellow-Orange. I’m at least as cute as Essie is.”

His tone wasn’t superior or arrogant or mocking, surprising Alice. She lifted her gaze to his face. The amused way he smiled at her, interested and waiting … she felt like her answer would mean something to him. He cared about what she would say.

A spot in the center of her chest began to warm up.

THERE’S THE VIBE ALICE YOU USELESS ASEXUAL this is so cute

so they go back and forth with some banter “girls rank higher” “cats rank highest” and she never does tell him what his color is but THEN

“For the record,” Takumi said, making her look up. “I think you’re very, very cute, too.” 

[DEEP BREATH] BOY

listen is he SMOOTH god damn

He smiled, took one step before turning back. “I realize that could have been construed as sexual harassment. I’m sorry. You said it about Essie and, uh, yeah. I’m sorry.”

Alice, who had entered a slight state of shock, managed to say, “It’s okay,” without smiling hard enough to make her cheeks hurt, but, oh Good Lord, was it coming.

and a gentleman omg

chapter 11:

“Don’t you get it? This is good! I need to know things like this. You’re making progress, but I can’t help you if you withhold information from me. He thinks you’re cute and admitted it. That’s like steps one through three already done.”

“So? I think he’s cute, too. It doesn’t mean anything.”

“I think it does.”

“Well, I’ve decided it doesn’t. Mind over matter.”

“Okay, so you don’t want to get to know him?” Feenie poked Alice in the cheek and left her finger there. “I’m getting confused.”

“Because it is confusing. I don’t really want to deal with it,” Alice admitted, feeling wearier by the second. “Why are you so into this?”

GURL LITERALLY SLOW UR ROLL

oh shit lmao:

A big part of Feenie felt like she was missing out on the dating world and was scared to admit that to Ryan. She didn’t want to hurt his feelings or make him think she didn’t want to marry him. If living vicariously through Alice’s predicament helped Feenie feel fulfilled, Alice was willing to share this experience with her.

It was the least she could do for the one friend who had always stood up for her.

yikes thats not a good dynamic yikes

so anyway alice is going to therapy and:

“Yeah. Well, I have a problem,” she said. “It’s not really a problem, I guess? I’ve been dealing with it, dealt with it really. Did the whole coming to terms with it thing in high school, you know. Got my experimenting phase out of the way, and I’ve sort of lived my life since then, learning to work around everyone else’s perceptions of how I should be. Everything was great. Fine. I was happy most of the time.”

“And now you’re not,” he prompted. He tilted his head to the side.

“I wouldn’t say I’m unhappy, but I am confused.” She swallowed hard. Her jaw ached. “I don’t … experience … you know, I’m not sexually attracted to … boys.”

His face remained blank except for a small, encouraging smile. Alice practically saw the word LESBIAN flashing in his eyes.

“Or girls,” she continued. “Or anyone.”

And there it was. A subtle lifting of his eyebrows, one blink too many, the corners of his mouth evening out.

“While it’s rare, it’s not uncommon.”

Great. Rare. That was the exact opposite of comforting.

“There is a name for it,” he said. “Do you know what that’s called?”

“I do.” Alice fidgeted in her seat. “That’s how I identify. That word.”

WHAT A MOOD...man when you dont feel anything for any gender it’s so easy to assume, first, that you’re gay bc boys don’t do it for you, then that you’re bi because girls dont either and if you feel the same way about both that’s bi, right? from ages 13-17ish i was fully convinced i was bi

also like lmao “oh..............that’s kinda weird” as a reaction literally that’s where the Dread lies i love also that she can’t spit it out, but at least he knows there’s word

you know not to be like this but damn raphael sure had some gusto to say it to isabelle’s face right in the middle of nearly making out i probably would have rabbit froze

“You seem to be uncomfortable saying that word, and if it’s okay with you, I’m going to say it. I think you know what I’m talking about.”

“It’s fine.”

alice is so far from fine lmao

“Asexuality isn’t something that’s black or white. There is a multitude of shades of gray in between. Being potentially sexually attracted to one particular person isn’t as outlandish as you’ve convinced yourself it is.”

“I know that stuff. There’s this thing called the Internet, and it’s quite handy,”

i love alice she takes absolutely no BS i love this anti-vocabulary-lesson view on things im cackling

“I don’t think I’m being clear. Everyone talks about sex like it’s the greatest thing ever in the history of all the things, and I don’t get it. I kept waiting to want to do it, to not have to be convinced all the time, to even think about it and it just never happens. But like, even knowing that I knew I could get aroused—I’ve experienced it before. That was just the first time it happened because of another person and I didn’t even think about sex. My friend brought it up later. None of this makes sense and I need it to.”

“Why?”

“Because how else will I ever—”

Alice snapped her mouth shut, promptly staring at her feet.

“Ever what?” he asked gently.

Alice closed her eyes. “Look, I know all of this. I’ve read books and articles and websites. I know what asexuality is and isn’t.” She opened her eyes, staring at the couch, defeated. “What I don’t get is why this is happening to me now? I figured all of this out years ago and now all of a sudden, I’m changing? How am I ever going to explain this to anyone?”

...................oh

“But you know!” she said. “You get it. I’m not trying to trivialize anyone else and what they have to do, but if I go to my parents and say I’m a lesbian, they would know what I meant. If I went to my siblings and said I’m bisexual, they would know what I meant. If I tell anyone I’m asexual, they’re going to look at me like there’s something wrong. They’re going to tell me to go to a doctor. They’re going to tell me I’m too young to know what I want or I’m still developing. Or they’ll tell me how important sex is to finding a good man. Or they’ll think they can fix me, that I’m lying because I don’t want to sleep with them. It’s hard enough trying to explain that word, so how in the hell am I going to explain I’m biromantic asexual? They’re really going to think I’m making this shit up.”

WOW

OKAY THEN

jesus christ god damn

haha man this book goes from chill to no-holds-barred on a DIME it is absolutely wild

look i literally do have an entire post about this on my main which is way more rambly and less concise but i feel this deep, deep down in my soul - you literally CAN’T come out as ace without having to explain it, much less some wacky variation of it

“You’re worried whomever you choose to tell won’t believe you. That’s important to you?”

“Of course it is. How would you feel if you exposed your identity and the world pointed, laughed, and called you a liar to your face? Would you ever want to do that again? How am I supposed to have any kind of romantic relationship with someone if I feel like I can’t tell them the truth?

“My girlfriend broke up with me because she thought that since I didn’t desire her, I wouldn’t be able to love her, which is not true at all. I am very loving. I cry at the end of romcoms. My favorite movie is Splash. I want someone to give me flowers and take me on dates. I want to fall in love and wear a giant princess dress at my wedding. I want to have a happy ending, too, and all that other magical stuff. I want what books and TV and the world has promised me. It’s not fair that I should have to want sex to have it.”

i am FULLY SOBBING

hhoholy shit!!!!

i had to stop and mop up my face lmao

Dr. Burris passed her a tissue box.

fuck!!!!! mood!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

He folded his hands, placing them in his lap. Calm. Serene. “This isn’t something where I can tell you to go read a book and it will methodically list the steps of how to come out. It is a personal and individualized experience. My advice to you is to be prepared to educate. It may feel unfair that the onus of that responsibility will fall on you, but when most people think the A stands for Ally, you will have to speak louder, with bravery and dignity, to be heard. You will have to be willing to inform and to educate. And you will have to know when it is time to remove yourself from situations and disconnect from those who either do not understand or are unwilling to. You have to do what is right for you.”

htis is literally me right now!! me @ this therapist: UR RIGHT!! UR RIGHT THO

Alice knew he had spoken the truth. Everything would boil down to her having to speak up.

Those were not the words she wanted to hear. It made her tremble inside. Her jaw locked into place, teeth grinding and vibrating in her skull.

Sam hadn’t bothered to ask.

Margot couldn’t be bothered to try to understand.

Alice didn’t want to go through that again. How would she ever explain to the one person she might possibly be sexually attracted to that she was asexual? How would she explain to the next person that it was maybe possible her body could experience attraction, but she wasn’t attracted to them?

THEY DIDN’T BOTHER...look, don’t we just all want to be understood...i’m fully weeping, alice is asking herself some big questions and i couldn’t be more here for it

that’s the end of the chapter i gotta take a break before i pass out sdkfjgh

[gigialyse]

The Flash episode thoughts:

season 3 episode 23 spoilers

- im not crying it’s okay. - HR WHY HR WHY HR - IM REALLY CRYING NOW HR DID NOT DESERVE THIS - IM SOBBING - “i couldn’t be a coward” - “we just found each other” - “our story will be brilliant” - “I love you” - WAIT I WANT TO KNOW WHAT HE WANTS TO TELL CISCO!!! - IM STILL FUCKING SOBBING - HE DID NOT DESERVE THIS!!!!!! - of course sabatar took the fucking bazooka fuck you sabatar - IT CHANGED BACK TO IRIS WEST-ALLEN!!!! - can sabatar stop existing - AW CISCO’S REACTION - “next move” GET CAITLIN BACK THATS THE FUCKING NEXT MOVE!!!! - wait so does flashpoint not exist anymore like what about cisco’s dead brother IM CONFUSED!!!! - who sys wa - la TF JULIAN - OKAY BUT A FUCKING CURE!!!! - WAIT DONT TAKE MY BBY CISCO!!! - i love cisco’s sass he is the best character - HE IS LYING TO YOU CISCO I SWEAR - STOP SITTING ON YOUR FUCKING ASS BARRY GO FUCKING SAVE CISCO!!! - which one of us gets erased ??? bitch how can present barry get erased ??? - “i want to help you” OH SHIT - im curious if this scene was awkward to film bc its the same actor but you cant film with yourself - wally west is hot he is the loml - EVERYONE IS SO PROTECTIVE I LOVE THEM - JULIAN IS IN LOVE AND I WILL FOREVER SHIP IT - oh shit iris is all up in his face - This girl is BRAVE AND I LOVE HER - he seems sincere but I STILL DONT TRUST HIM - “he stole my future, why does he deserve one” YES PREACH - don’t bring harry back TRYING TO FUCKING TRICK HER AND FIGURE OUT HER FEELINGS THATS FUCKED UP - HR DIDNT RUN BC HE A BRAVE ASS MOTHER FUCKER DUH - doesn’t having future barry and present barry in the same place fuck up so many time laws like - let him go!!!! seriously stop trying to save him!! - what are caitlin doing rn like - this is too easy how tf does he just change his mind - WTF IS HAPPENING - who wants to bet this explosion creates more metas!!! - knew i couldn’t trust the motherfucker!! - YAS GYPSY I LOVE HER SO MUCH!!! - if they are vibing from the multiverse they obviously in love DUH - “today i become a God” chill savatar honestly - which flash is that tf - OH THAT FLASH IS BACK - OH SHIT YES CISCO!!! - I LOVE CISCO!! - all those flash colors look cool af tbh - cisco was the star of this episode real talk! - YAS CAITLIN HAS CONTROL!!!! - you ain’t killing nobody savatar i s2g - WOAH PLOT TWIST - wait does future barry think present barry in the suit does something - LOL YES DESTROY THE SUIT!!! - YAS BARRY - oh shit he’s getting up - OMG IRIS - thats gonna give her nightmares!! - KISSSSSSSSS - i said kiss not hug ugh - i bet caitlin isn’t gonna take the cure bc she can control herself and that’s all she really cared about

- oh fuck not the funeral i don't want to cry anymore!!! - "HE WAS MY HERO" OMG IM CRYING - "THANKS FOR BELIEVING IN ME HR" IM NOT CRYING - "this took strength and he gave it to me" I AM FUCKING SOBBING - "why did you come" DONT BE HARSH - JULIAN SAID HE WAS HOME TO HER!!! - CAITLIN COME BACK - DONT PULL THIS SHIT I S2G CAITLIN!!!! - i love how they just laugh but that would be me af so - AW SAVE THE DATE CARDS - "i wasted a lot of money on stamps" LMAO - oh hey its the problem for season 4 coming up!! - wtf kinda lightning is that - why did these people not go back to their earths yet tho - OFC ITS THE SPEEDFORCE - BARRY ALLEN DONT GO INTO THE SPEEDFORCE SO HELP ME GOD - okay but what was in the speedforce before savatar like ??? - WOAH WHAT - THIS ISN'T REDEMPTION THIS IS HELL WHY ARE YOU GOING TO DIE YOU SPENT THE WHOLE FUCKING SEASON TRYING TO SAVE IRIS BECAUSE YOU WANTED TO GET MARRIED AND YOU PULL THIS SHIT FUCK YOU BARRY - "you've always been my hero" MY FUCKING HEART - THEY JUST FILLED OUT SAVE THE DATE CARDS AND YOU WANT TO DIE FUCK YOU BARRY - WHY IS HE SO HAPPY ABOUT THIS!!! - did wally get a personal goodbye i am hurt - okay but what am i supposed to do for the next few weeks like