#i don't think u see it in those particular shots but it even has the fucking comedy tragedy faces on the back!!! like c'mon dude

[whimsicalcotton]

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while i'm here ranting like a fool abt rachel flavored mvs, here are some shots from the Idolize video that are almost solely responsible for my putting it on her playlist

[rebeltigera]

Haiii!! I got question:

Do you have any head-canons for mk? Mac? Wuk?

And what is your personal opinion on season 5?

I am responding second time because the first one didn't send :'D

Pls end me.

I don't remember the headcanons I've mustered out the first time damnit -

*sigh*

Those are general ones , I use the design of the character most of the time to show headcanons

For MK

-He's wasted after one beer.

-his tail subconsciously curl against legs of his friends or person he trust

-he chirp subconsciously

-he don't like bitter things like dark chocolate

For Wukong

- he got thick , strong curly fur . When fluffed up texture it reminds of the dust brush

- his body temperature is much higher due to the furnace punishment

-gets headaches due to the circlet (phantom pain)

-he speak and read fluently ancient Chinese , however he got problems with modern language

-he usually sleeps with lil monkeys around

-he can't get drunk.

-monkeys take care of his fur

For Mac

- his ears are too delicate for piercings. They would hurt.

- thin , straight/wavy fur like smoke . He can't stand cold

- he can always hear past and present but future is randomly whispering to him

- he got lower body temperature (due to the shadow nature)

- when drunk he looks like a beast but he's a snuggly wuggly teddy bear

-he takes care of his fur regularly himself

For Mei (because it's lacking in other categories and I don't remember more :'D)

- When she fights she tunes into imaginary music in the background. Like Gwen from spiderverse 2

About S5

*sigh* Vent warning. not directed at anyone in particular

I am unable to put up presentable opinion on this season

Also warning to everyone that will read it

If you are here to defend/ you are touchy on subject of S5 please avert your eyes.

The season was mid at best. , script was rushed, the core of it was S3 with meek antagonist, the most evil character there was a bug demon with many eyes, and SACRIFICE was basically word for this season.

Other things I remember from it is a burnt dumpling and Nezha's mech. Oh and Wukong being useless, Mac carrying season on his back , MK being even more stupid than usual. A random guy with a pagoda and a Twink snake. Nothing else .

Let's put my opinion about the animation now :D

Flying Bark got sacrificed just like MK in this season lol

The animation was a pure nightmare, it's like Seven deadly sins Incident

And if you guys think it will get much better from that in one year (let's say for example they will produce another season next year) you live high on copium and delulu.

Our juicy yummy frame by frame animation was taken away and they gave us RAGDOLL animation.

What does it mean? -AND HERE TUMBLR DECIDED TO CRASH ON ME AND IM WRITING IT 3rd TIME :D- you know how hieroglyphs are animated? Ye, that's basically it with extra steps! HOW FUN. NOW WE HAVE PUPPETS 2D. A FREAKING GACHA FROM YT IF YOU MUST. THOSE IN SOME CASES ARE EVEN BETTER ANIMATED THAN OUR SHOW ITSELF BTW. This has it's perks! I guess. It's cheaper and easier to make episodes! :D the cons are we will no longer see good battles in the show. yay "But we saw Wukong vs MK! And snippet of Wukong vs Mac fight!" please, spare me. If you are telling me those were good fights , that is half assed animation they have no idea how works and two dots clashing with eachother you should go rewatch other seasons. the fucking disgrace and audacity.

But no matter. That i can live off, that i can gulp down.

YOU KNOW WHAT I CAN'T? THE SHEER AMOUNT OF MISTAKES ON BASIC LVL IN ART. I am sitting here looking at those colors, those lines this fucking scenography and ask- what a fucking newbie did this .

YOU CAN'T EVEN GET COLOR RIGHT

AND BEFORE ANY OF U F NERDS WILL COME TO ME AND SAY "UUU ACTUALLY ITS LIGHTING FAULT-" NO ITS FUCKING NOT.

THEY CAN'T EVEN USE SAME COLORS AS IN THE PRIOR SHOT , THEY CANT EVEN SAMPLE IT PROPERLY . BETWEEN THOSE SHOTS NOTHING CHANGE THEREFORE THE LIGHTING IS THE FUCKING SAME

IF YOU DON'T DRAW , AND HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT , JUST -

we have a shiny wukong here

What is this scene , please someone can explain to me the scenography of this

Why this perspective is wrong, the shading, the lack of lighting

Here characters don't even stand properly

WHAT IS WITH THIS AWKWARD SCENOGRAPHY ?

WHY THEY ALL LOOK OUT OF PLACE. AND IM NOT EVEN TALKING ABOUT THIS SHADING BECAUSE ITS SHIT.

HAVE THEY MISSED LIKE ALL BASIC LESSONS IN ART SCHOOLS? OR SOMETHING? LIKE THIS IS A JOKE. NO WONDER PEOPLE THOUGHT TRAILER WAS FAN MADE.

Now this- this is just hillarious.

Just add to it some dramatic intense sound effect and we have another nightmare.

The voice acting was great tho

[muffy-heeler]

notes about the sign after my second watch in no particular order

SPOILERS AHEAD‼️

When it dropped at midnight where I was (I was obsessively checking Disney+) I immediately dropped my paper to watch it and ohhh my god.

When Pretzel mentions his guinea pig I am almost certain he says "moms" as in two mothers despite the captions apostrophe, because "my mom's said he would come back" makes no sense to me and it's not the kind of weirdly written kid-speak Joe usually writes. Delightful!! My boyfriends been saying for ages they gotta put gay dogs in bluey lol

WINTONS DAD AND THE TERRIERS MOM‼️ I think theyre so cute even if theyre a tiny speck by the house with a pool at the end. And, of course it has a pool. I'm so glad Winton's dad found love :3

Lazarus Drug was THE song choice ever. Oh my god. I cried so hard. And I think choosing such a mature (and I don't mean that bc it's a drug metaphor I mean it bc it's a metaphor at all) song really gives kids something to grow into. Sure those kids who love bluey will only sorta remember it, but when they get older and relisten it'll blow their minds. I also just like the song lol it's very White Rabbit meets Laura Stevenson. Anyways. I also noticed they're credited on a few other bluey tracks according to Google, including some of my favorites like It Was Yesterday, Wagon Ride, and Rain!

Didn't notice any pretty dust particles in the episode, which was interesting because they save those for the most touching episodes and moments. Lmk if you see them anywhere!! I have a theory there's some during the butterfly hiking sign scene so hmu if they are there

Wheelchair dog spotted on the birds eye shot of the lookout before the shaggy dogs use the binoculars! I just love how Joe seems to understand the difference between representation, where diverse people are coexisting and living their own lives, sometimes as the focus of the story sometimes just existing as people, and that performative representation where you only see a minority when their story is being used to uplift the protagonists. Another great example of this is obviously Turtleboy where Dougie and Bingo's stories coexist, and one is not inferior to the other but instead we end up rooting for both of them. Bit of a tangent but my point is Joe is always putting disabled and neurodivergent and MORE types of characters into his show and it's delightful

That's all I noticed in my first two watches but I'm sure there will be more 😭

Edit:

When Bingo gets stuck in the railing Bluey goes to help her because, I presume, it's happened so often that even she can deal with it now

None of u were gonna tell me Meg Washington was Calypso cmon man

[mrs-monaghan]

https://youtu.be/IgAeCjSa0DU

Shaz, they went to home and fucked hard this day 🌚🌚🌚🌚

Look at my ever pretty Minie.. he was so beautiful that day 😍 and he's trying to take away his gaze from that man.

Look at JK, he looked damn hot and handsome that day. He looks like he'll lose that single ounce of control in his body any second. His sexual energy was so high that even Lizkookers used that clip of him with their girlie. (Funny thing is no one knows this Jkk clip but both Fandoms know that one cursed lizkook edit 😭)

And mimi casually landing on his lap 👍

Another analysis yeei!

Anon the way I ran when I saw the F word 😂😂

I hate my mind 🤦🏽‍♀️

Anyway, actually anon i don't think this was one of those steamy nights.. I think it was the complete opposite where they went to bed a bit sad actually 😔 and had one of those pillow talks about how sometimes they hate being in the closet and what not. About how they always have to tone down Jikookery when other members can do what they want.

Okay, okay, okay. What I'm I talking about? Let's rewind.

First we have Jimin staring at JK, right?

But what everyone misses is how Jimin rolls his eyes after. You can actually see it clearly on anon's zoomed in version here. Timestamp 0.21

So I don't think that stare was about Jimin admiring his extremely gorgeous man like many people think. Even though we can't forget how good JK looked damn 🔥

That is one gorgeous man right there. I bet Mimi didn't know what hit him. Oh! I interrupt this programme to bring up this edit of JK and how hard puberty hit him in 2014.

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That's the same fucking year y'all. Jimin slept one night thinking JK was cute and adorable, seeing him as his baby brother. And then one day he woke up and was like 👁👃🏽👁 JK's glow up is no joke. I'm sure Jimin didn't know what to do when his platonic affection took a turn. Ha haa! Poor Mimi really didn't know what hit him 🤭🤭

Back to analysis.

Here we have Jimin scratching and that's when he notices how close JK's hand is.

Which is when he decides to nudge him. Hard to tell if JK feels that, because he doesn't react. But Jimin was real subtle and I'm impressed Jikookers caught this.

So what do we have here?

Okay so word on the street is that Jimin and JK had been talked to before these interviews and told to watch themselves. Tbf its not just Jikook who are supposed to calm down when members are in the US. They're all supposed to 'behave'. They know in the West people will interprete their skinship for gayness so they're usually pretty tame especially during interviews. On stage though it's a whole different story 😂😂

Anyway, JK wasn't happy about this. Which is a bit confusing since this clearly isn't new. So idk why he felt some type of way about this particular time. U can tell by how he was during this interview. If we are being honest JK is usually much more chipper and loud and happier than this during English interviews. There were many moments where RM, V and Jimin were yelling randomly and we all know usually JK is part of the random shouting. But this time he wasn't feeling it. He didn't even talk that much.

If this rumor/theory is to be believed, then it would explain why JK was down and also why Jimin rolled his eyes at him, no? Like "this brat" Or maybe he was rolling his eyes at the situation?

Idk but I do think this was to make JK feel better.

RM and V were not impressed by that at all. Which again, I believe is because they had been told not to Jikook at all and here goes Jimin doing that 👆🏽 Also it totally wasn't necessary 😂🤭

But can we really blame him? Jimin saw his man was upset and didn't give a shit so he took his shot.

We already know Jimin placates JK alot. Or gives into his wishes to make him happy. If Jimin is doing something JK doesn't like, we have seen JK nudge Jimin or look at him some type of way or stared at him until Jimin stopped what he was doing. Jimin is a great boyfriend y'all. 🤗🤗

So Jimin randomly lying on JK's lap, couple that with that one subtle nudge where he tried to touch JK... I think this theory makes sense. I know some Jikookers think they were fighting, and JK was trying to reach out, but I think JK just really wanted to touch Jimin. I don't think they were fighting at all. Jikook as a couple were fine. It's just that the closet can be a bit suffocating sometimes.

Anyway, to summarize: Jikook were told not to well...Jikook. JK was not happy. (He never is) Jimin dropped on his lap to make him feel better. The end.

As usual, draw your own conclusions 😘

[aeoneris]

part 2 of me being unhinged with a freecam mod for mhrise on pc. documenting my fun observations of things u don't normally see. this post is for kamura village, and there is a lot more here than in the elgado post so please enjoy

just wanna point out how the instructor eats dango through his cowl. i love him with my whole heart

so i recently looked through the base rise artbook and it mentions how there's supposed to be an entire residential area behind the tatara forge in the main plaza. well... it turns out a majority of it is modeled, but it's inaccessible. the housing district is where the villagers live, but it also has buildings that caters to visitors such as aristocrats and outside hunters

here's a clear shot of what it looks like inside those barely open doors in front of the forge, behind elder fugen. shout out to these two smithies... they're the real ones

this is a view of looking into kamura from outside the front gate, i just thought it'd be neat. if you turn the camera around and try to leave kamura you just run into layers and layers of tree textures until you clip through and see the skybox lol

at the buddy plaza. a nice shot of the entrance to the training grounds, with the palamute statues leading you to it. fun fact, if you look at the buddy plaza before going in, it's shrouded in a black screen to make it look foggy/obscured from the outside

a close up of the wirebug hives where the villagers raise them. sometimes they land and they look completely different from when they're flying (because they stop the iconic glowing?), it reminds me of the jewel bug model in animal crossing lol

rondine's ship is surprisingly detailed when you get to see it from a different angle. she has an open air bed with a bookshelf over it, and in the open door below, there are two hammocks for her felynes in the room which is so cute (forgot to take a pic of them)

if you turn the camera around, rondine has an actual clear photo of herself and the two felynes hanging on a wall

here's one of my favorite discoveries, chino's paintings are actually of previous game's areas like bherna and yukumo! and if you look at what chino is currently painting, it's a wip of the toadversary

at the training area, if you look at all those moving targets, there are felynes running back and forth placing new targets and boxes

i tried to move the camera outside of the entrance of the training area while i was in there, a lot of stuff isn't visible but weirdly the palamute statues are still fully modeled (understandable) even though i don't even think you can see them from the dock

at the guild hub. this is how it looks like inside otemai's dango shop

when you wait for a while, hojo starts yeeting messages at minoto... if you look at what he's holding before he throws them, it's drawings of rathalos. they're all rathalos lol (if you move the camera behind minoto and watch her catch them, she actually puts all the papers under her desk and they load out of existence once you can't see them)

just a shot of these guys because i appreciate them and found out there's a subset of nakago oshi which is so powerful

so if ur inside the guild hub nothing rly loads past that gate beside minoto...

but if you're outside, it leads to the place where hinoa is singing in the credits. nice wedding venue. just saying that for no particular reason

inside your house... there's some baskets hanging above the hearth with herbs in them. just thought they were neat

if you were wondering about him... yes. fukashigi is fully modeled behind the wall. his teacup is stuck to his hand in a weird way too lol

lastly, enjoy your housekeeper in your bathtub with your low res cohoot rubber ducky

[land-of-holly]

Rings of Power Season 2 Episode 8 Liveblog

hmm I thought the title would be more...striking? it's a nothing title

whar weird tortures is durin gonna do to his dad?

now thats the kinda kissing i like to see

bla bla balrog

more yelling? more threats?

wait i thought he was almost dead. what they came down here just to let him dig more?

im sure if i knew anything about caves this would be very annoying

durin jr isnt fooled

surprise me i beg u

i don't buy that this is what breaks King Durin free of the ring. Doesn't feel earned

balrog looks cool ig

and now it goes away for another few k years?

have we seen eye iconography before? not surprised that evil throne guy would yoink it

blue wizard reveal??

wow this guy is quick to trash talk his allies

'pity will not defeat sauron' okay it sounds heavy handed TO ME but I didn't say I hated it

this whole plotline feels like it's building to a climax it didn't earn

like we're just getting to know evil wizard guy and he feels very generic villain

the stranger finally has good power control tho

so they're gonna execute all those faithful guys yah? or this is an engagement announcement?

So he's maneuvering them to move against sauron now? YOU SHOULD HAVE JUST MADE TWO MORE EPISODES

do like the white tree imagery

where...are they? restaurant or sm I guess

girl u are gonna have to pick a side too

ANARION MENTION Did anyone not already in the know remember he exisited?

such a pretty dress

narsil!

so do the orcs have an ordered objective besides sack the city?

DON'T GIVE HIM MORE RINGS GIRL WTF

annatar no

HE'S STILL DOING IT STILL WITH THE LIES

the torture!

celebrimbor you're such an elf

NOT THE SHORES OF THE MORNING CELEBRIMBOR THE SHORES YOU WANT ARE IN THE OTHER FUCKING DIRECTION

torture extending life preservation tech confirmed

put that spear down or so help me

banner we've done it fam

the lord of the rings... okay, I CANNOT not let them have this

sauron's "...oopsie i killed him" face is fuckin hilarious

hi glug!

love that sauron never answers to 'sauron' it's always 'i hAVe MaNy NaMeS"

if this is all we get of the bannerage i'll be content but i'm getting the impression this is only the beginning

idk if we've gotten a wide shot of pelargir before i like the huts among ruins look

my boy theo

he is asking for help with his grief! progress!

did u hug arondir like that b4 he left??

nah man that's estrid

her whole deal can't be a romantic red herring

girl you have known him for like a few days stop this like i'm happy for you two but

y'all they tell stories about kings who marry low men they end badly

kemen what the fuck are you doing here

wow kemen's face went on an entire world tour there when he saw isildur

omg he is so bad at this slimy courtier stuff

everyone say yay berek!

isildur tell him

NOT THE HORSE KEMEN ARE YOU TRYING TO INCREASE YOUR DISAPPROVAL RATING TO 100%

the deforestation!

galadriel i stg how do you keep getting kidnapped.

..adar what happened to you

i cannot believe y'all who were predicting elf adar were correct. i hate this but not in a 'this was a bad writing decision' way ya feel?

adar is no one in particular confirmed?

why is he giving he the ring? does he really intent to treat in good faith?

galadriel is that true about your kill count

forgiveness again

i want normal adar back. i don't care if it makes sense

how often  do orcs tend their injured normally?

betrayal!

oh heck

its him

i think adar always wanted to die this way one day

damn girl maybe if the foley guys didnt make ur sword so noisy you coulda snuck up on him

crown of morgoth makes a hell of an offhand weapon

they can't even give gilgalad non boring lines

ARONDIR

nonzero chance sauron would want to keep all the lore of eregion but probably considers the destruction of eregion worth it

did not expect sauron to be the one going over that edge

OH NO HIS ULTIMATE WEAPON his pretty pretty face

spooky i like it

shapeshifer fight!

'the door is still open' obvious setup but i'll give it to them it was thematically appropriate

...i guess the difference is the fight for the 9 he was destined to win

DURIN!

narvi at least!

there'a no ocean there girl if you don't survive that fall he's just gonna go get it

she didn't even make it to khazad dum

damn glug pays the price of treachery

celeborn come get ya girl

oh hey arondir

totally believeable the crown of morgoth would do that to a wound. still don't like it. seems contrived.

get it elrond

damn nori looks so sad that her friends got their homes smashed

Mr. Burrows was wise. Sometimes acceptance is the only way to move forward

so is nori going with the stoors or home?

uah uah ya got yer stick

props overall to tom being a recurring caracter this season

thank you for explaining it all for us stick guy

shut up about his name

now you're just flexing with the singing

i can't fault durin having an unknown brother after the anarion business

the lighting in rivendell is very pretty

they didn't even say where they were, I admire their restraint.

Definitely bit of a hammock season, but a very good one overall. I felt like this should have been episode 9 and they DESPERATELY needed an episode before to bring everything up to finale time.  The final confrontation with sauron should have been maybe 50% less swordfightey and more mindfuckey. Overall a decent ending though!

[cookiepotofchaos]

More long ramblings about more England Women's Senior and U19s games under the cut.

I did say it would be interesting to see how the games turned out, for different reasons, and...that's one word for it, I suppose? Especially for the senior team who apparently chose chaos for the day.

U-19s England Vs Serbia, Final Score 1-1

Now this was more of a match to see how the team play under pressure and Serbia offered a lot of pressure. They were fast, physical, and pushed hard up the pitch. Captain, Matejić, who also scored Serbia's goal was a particular challenge for England, but far from the only one. Stokić caused all sorts of problems, keeping the wingers and midfield busy, and the back four were definitely not making it easy for England to get through.

While England put up a fight all game, they probably didn't deserve to get the equaliser in the 90th minute; it was a somewhat debatable hand-ball vs ball-to-hand in the penalty box that gave the opportunity for Enderby to equalise. Serbia probably feel, quite deservedly, a little hard done by.

In terms of seeing the potential of players under pressure, Arsenal's Vivienne Lia continued to be impressive, especially in her link ups along the wing with Araya Dennis (who signed for Tottenham Hotspur in February). Evie Rabjohn of Manchester United was also looking sharp defensively until she suffered what appeared to be a nasty knee injury in the 20-25th minute of the game. Commentators didn't bring up the possibility of ACL or MCL injury, but whenever it's a knee involved and the player is stretchered off, the question is there.

Final game against France for the U19s will be an even bigger challenge, I should imagine.

England vs Sweden, Final Score 0-0

Well... Interesting is certainly one way to describe this one. Weirdly oscillating back and forth between chaotic/panicky and underwhelming, especially in the second half, with many of the same issues as in the Ireland game. A change back to a more familiar line-up, with Hampton being the only real surprise, given Sweden's strengths in set pieces.

Based on interviews with Wiegman and the speculation of the media and fans, the battle for England's GK spot is definitely on and... I don't believe it was even close to being answered in this game, but I'll come back to that.

The late substitutions were an unwelcome return. It often feels like some fresh legs at half time would make a difference. Since Wiegman has this reluctance to disrupt flow, you always get this sense that she holds on too long and the players are far from their best by the final 25ish minutes.

The hesitancy and extra touches in front of goal were still an issue, with few efforts on goal. From interviews, the team are VERY aware of this, which makes you wonder what the root cause is. I do think one contributing factor is this is where they really miss Lauren James, who will often take a shot or a chance at a shot or a cross, and seemingly make something out of nothing.

England received a number of arguably soft free kicks and did little with them, though one of their few chances of the game came from a free kick that ended in Bronze heading the ball at Mušović. That said, while they didn't convincingly best the Swedish defense at all, they started strong by dominating possession and play for the first half, keeping Sweden shut out of their final third for all but the last few minutes. The second half, on the other hand, was often panicky, with England too easily being put on the back foot.

Honestly, England were fortunate Sweden were not in great form themselves. A team in better form would have punished them for those set piece errors. And while I am always delighted when a player shows integrity and stays on their feet in the box, and wasn't exactly enamored with commentary saying Kafaji should have gone down, it's true that England were fortunate she didn't. A lot of players would have gone over and pulled that penalty.

A lot of player discussions can be boiled down to "probably should have been subbed out earlier" and "got shaky under pressure". Outside of those two main discussions, Hemp and Carter also struggled to link up on their side of the pitch, with Carter not looking in her usual form. Carter also had a rough time trying to keep Rytting Kaneryd from causing mayhem when Sweden did eventually start to break. I wonder if subbing her out at half time, like with Ireland, would have been a better option. She looked shattered by the end.

Mead and Toone started out decently and then struggled in the second half. I've seen criticism of Toone starting as opposed to being a super sub, but I think she had a decent first half and was involved in driving forward a number of the chances England did have. There was one run forward I was sure she was going to take a crack at goal and then just...didn't at the last moment, with that same extra pass and hesitancy mentioned above. The problem is she disappeared in the second half - I think Toone often works better for one half or the other, and there are options to rotate that role available.

The midfield struggled at times to keep play moving forward, though Bronze's return did help with that on the wing, giving Walsh more options with Bronze's confidence in mixing overlapping runs and backtracking more substantial than Le Tissier's was against Ireland. She did seem a little stiff-legged at the beginning though. The commentators seemed of a mind that she was going down easily to get free kicks, but sometimes she looked to be less steady than usual. As the game went on, she seemed to settle into her usual play and made a vital clearance from inside the eighteen yard box as well.

The defense overall, though seemed determined to bring panic and mayhem to the second half, I fear.

Williamson and Bright were mostly good, especially first half, making blocks and clearances, keeping the Swedish players away from the England goal. There was also less back passing this game. However, for their strengths, they also had multiple moments of chaos when they either gave the ball away unnecessarily, made a slightly uncontrolled lunge in the penalty box (Williamson), or outright just clattered into Hampton during set pieces (Bright). Communication between Hampton and the backline did not look strong, and Hampton noticeably struggled to communicate at times.

Which leads to the return to the #1 Goal Keeper conversation.

There is a tendency for fans of different players/teams to just be overly biased towards their preferred player and against the perceived "competition". That can be very apparent with the England GK situation. Chelsea and Hampton fans have said that fans of Earps who were commenting on Hampton's performance would have given more grace to Earps had she performed like Hampton did. And it's absolutely true. Equally as true is that if Earps had been on and performed like Hampton did against Sweden, the same Chelsea and Hampton fans would be calling for Earps to be dropped to 2nd or even 3rd choice keeper.

Hampton did not have as bad of a game as some people on social media have made out, but she also had far from the quality game that other people have argued in response. She made a few good saves as well as some scrappy saves that chance was on her side for. Also, a clean sheet is a clean sheet whether you get there with grace or inelegance or utter chaos.

However, I said in the Ireland game write-up that, under pressure, you can see the same shakes and errors start to creep up for Hampton and they appeared again, but worse. This isn't just an international game thing either, you saw them at times at Aston Villa and there have been signs of them at Chelsea, too. They just seem to be worse on the international stage, likely due to nerves.

Hampton spilled the ball in front of the net multiple times, struggled in areas where she is often commended like gathering crosses and long ball distribution, and seemed to struggle to get communication with the back-line right. By the end of the game, she had a thousand-yard stare that made you think she was probably relieved that she wasn't going to have to play in England's goal for a fair few months.

The GK situation at England is certainly far from a done deal right now. Unlike other positions on the pitch, there is so much less rotation amongst keepers that you can't imagine a situation under Wiegman, with her style of game plan, where they would be rotated in and out, playing to their strengths each game.

There was a news article out today that said that Wiegman was making it clear by benching Earps that there were no guaranteed places in the team. But benching players as an indication they've failed or fallen short wouldn't be the first solution I would think should be tried here. Reworking the approach to how the game is played and how players are used, especially substitutions, would seem like a better initial approach to try.

But, you know, given the chaotic choices I sometimes like to make in FC24 just to see what happens, I'm not a manager of a football team for a multitude of very good reasons, (with career path and logistics at the top of that list), so all of this is just hypothetical rambling 😅

[cishetamine]

gremlins (1984) letterboxd review (crossposted)

This is a terrible movie. Why?

Well, someone in it says “mangy curr” unironically, which admittedly is kind of camp. But check out the rest of the dialogue:

re: ppl being depressed on christmas: “While everyone else is opening up their presents, some people are opening up their wrists”

the part where the science teacher is explaining pupation to the kid like “it might look dormant, but inside it’s going through changes” and the kid is like “Like my mother,” as in MENOPAUSE

basically whoever they hired as the script doctor for this deserves a Razzy.

astonishing that this movie contains a white woman who wants to do unspeakable things to this kid’s dog !!! like holy shit i believe the rumors now .. no like actually did they realize what they were writing………

although it’s maybe bad that she doesn’t respect The Spirit Of Christmas(jewish-coded ?) & lives alone weigh a bunch of cats(lesbian-coded; possibly acephobic ?)

I want to know what age demographic this is targeted at. Which i guess i could find out by looking up the film rating—ah, PG-13, but like, ppl apparently criticized it at the time for being too graphic for the kids at whom its sense of humor appears aimed. so i guess it makes sense that i was also confused!

Also wait this is making me wonder. Did kids used to just go to the movie theaters by themselves when they were younger than 13?? Bc i thought the purpose of 'PG-13' was "u gotta be older than 13 to see it without an adult".

But what kids were even seeing movies without adults before they could drive in most of the US in the 1980s?? idk i wasn't alive then but i assume most ppl had to drive to the movies——ok maybe SOME ppl lived in walkable cities……i guess the stranger things kids could've biked, but then again they aren't real, so.

anyway, right, gremlins. The sequence where the Designated Hottie describes how her dad died is hilarious bc it's trying to be sad but the way he dies is——ok no u have to like pull up a clip on youtube bc it's definitely not worth seeing this whole movie over. Like i would bet $5 that it's on the tvtropes page for Narm.

Note btw that the great thing about making bets about whether something is on tvtropes is that i literally can't lose bc if it's not there already then i could jus make an account & add it there. Although in a way, me making a tvtropes account would be a much larger loss for my sense of self-respect

Also i'm still mad that i got tricked into watching a christmas movie bc normally i would not be into that!! except i didn't know it was a christmas movie!!! damnit!!

Found myself thinking, like, "You know, in a cronenberg film, the gremlins would escape & eventually spread to blanket the whole country & then the world! Like in scanners or the brood or videodrome—or, indeed, in plenty of other horror movies—especially those that anticipate a sequel! Like that one version of little shop of horrors before they changed the ending, or uh, presumably various zombie movies, i think. How does invasion of the body snatchers end again? Or uhh, the original The Blob?"

& i think that kinda describes my relationship to cronenberg as a director, i think?? like, i don't his movies are necessarily Super Great or My Favorites or whatnot—but they definitely have affected me enough that i keep thinking about him & about them & about his particular authorial sensibility, even if i disagree with decisions he's made!

which i think basically encapsulates my relationship w/ any Art that's influenced me significantly. Like there's not much stuff that i'm like "WOW i LOVE this this is PERFECT IN EVERY WAY"—it's more about "omg even where this book/painting/musical/opera may be flawed, can we please talk abt whether you think those are actual flaws or not, & u think they actually add to the story. Please please pretty please"

Also—the colors/lighting in this made me yearn sooooo hard for the days when EVERYTHING was shot on film. fuuuuuck. Like, this has a bunch of dark scenes that are lit almost more like a b&w chiaroscuro noir film rather than a color movie—so u get these spots of rly rich orange & teal & purple & blue & it WORKS?!?!?

which feels kind of insane to me honestly. like, Family Movies don't have beautiful lighting deign anymore (although cartoons have taken up some of the slack here—e.g., that Hilda show had a rly excellent color scheme in its backgrounds!)

anyway i'm just getting all weepily nostalgic for analog film, don't mind me!! getting half-strangled by a stray reel All those indoor shots where they're not afraid to let some light from outdoors filter in through the windows——i am dragged off the stage That soft focus on subjects, as opposed to that hypershallow depth of field that's gotten oh-so-popular these da——muffled sounds of struggle

[small gremlin pops back up onstage speaking in my voice] Also almost forgot to say: Good puppets! Very expressive, as others have mentioned! We need to bring back puppets tbh. Also ventriloquism(not that cringe racist guy from the bush admin tho.) I'm talking REAL ventri—

[roof caves in right on top of GREMLIN PUPPET, which miraculously manages to sidestep all the falling debris, but then one more tiny circular chunk falls out of the ceiling & GREMLIN immediately gets melted by the sudden sunlight like a cute vampire]

[gale-dragon-writer]

Even more Miraculous snippet! Again, no particular order.

}I{

They're Twins?!?! (Marinette and Max Dupain-Cheng Twins A/U)

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Kim stared at Chloe with a 'What the Actual F-' expression after hearing those words. Now he knew that he wasn't good with picking up on subtle things, but This! This was something that wasn't just piling up and from what the jock was hearing, it's been piling up for years. And not just for one person.

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Alya and Adrien were utterly dumbstruck as they watched the 'interactions' between Marinette and Max. They were just so... Oddy in sync...

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Wang Fu couldn't help but notice something odd about this new Fox Holder, but he for the love of him couldn't figure out what.

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Adrien has never been so conflicted in his life. He was in love with two of the most amazing girls he had ever known, which admittedly... Isn't many, at least his own age range.

Adrien loved both Marinette and Ladybug! He couldn't help it! They both were just so darn amazing! How could he pick one over the other?!

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Sabine smiled at her children when she said, "You know neither of us mind you doing your projects, just make sure you don't go overboard."

Tom chuckled when he said, "Agreed, but I am looking forward to seeing how that AI thing comes along. It does sound a little complex, though."

Max gave his parents a weary smile when he said, "Uh, yeah, it's a big project that's going to take a while." He then shoots the Kwami that was hiding in his sister purse a look.

Marinette followed suit with a 'What were you thinking?' look.

Tikki could only give the Twins a sheepish smile.

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Chat Noir couldn't believe what he was looking at when he saw the little black cat-shaped communicator in Ladybug's outstretched hand.

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Miraculously Chaotic

(May be subject to change)

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Markov felt the emotion of worry when he asked through the crystal, "You mean... He's not with you?'

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Chat Noir slowly opened his eyes as he stared up at the ceiling covered with stalactites.

Hang on... Stalactites?

Chat Noir shot up into a sitting position as he slowly looked around. It looked like he was in some kind of cave. But that was weird, there were no caves in Paris, especially on this scale.

That was when he heard groans coming from his left.

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Mudeenu glared at the adult human that the group of Mugic-enhanced children called Gorilla, who was standing off to the side watching over everyone as if he were a guard. As much as the 2nd Prince loathed to admit it, this Player wasn't bad. 'Hm, wait? Does he count as a Player?' Mudeenu thought to himself as he went over what he knew about these strange Mugic-Users. They weren't Players from Chaotic, that was a fact. Mudeenu placed a hand to his chin when he decided that since they weren't technically Players, it was okay to like them a bit... But only a bit.

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Marinette gave Alya a flat look when she stated in a deadpin tone, "Seriously? All those ridiculous claims and the only reason you're finally questioning that liar is because I'm Ladybug? Really?"

Chloe couldn't help but comment, "Wow, never thought I'd hear THAT tone from you, Dupain-Cheng."

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Tom Majors quickly held up his hands in a calm down manner as he looked at Nooroo when he said, "Okay! Okay! I won't!" When the little purple Kwami settled down, the ravenette couldn't help but ask, "I take it your previous Holder wasn't good to you?"

Nooroo shrank when he looked to the side as he said meekly, "You can say that..."

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Smiling Agent

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Marinette couldn't help but stare at those glaring amber eyes in fear. She couldn't move! Paralyzed! Almost as if she were a mouse caught in the gaze of a large snake!

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Max stared at Alya with a perplexingly confused look on his face. Markov had question mark emojis on his visor. The two glanced at each other before the techie asked the blogger, "Uhh, Alya... What on earth are you talking about?"

The ombre-haired teen took a deep breath before she reiterated, "Listen, I'm trying to help Marinette by asking you to stop whatever ploy Chloe roped her into!"

Max was still confused when he replied, "Chloe hasn't roped Marinette into anything... So I have no idea what you think is happening."

Markov couldn't help but add, "I concur."

Alya ran an aggravated hand through her hair when she got out, "Whatever secret meetings Chloe is doing on campus with Marinette and Sabrina!"

Markov scratched the side of his helm with his claw when Max stated, "I don't know how they can have "secret meetings" on campus. Especially since they asked me to help out with Dupoint's BBC."

Now Alya was confused when she asked with a raised brow, "The what?"

Markov was the one to explain, "BBC stands for Book Butterfly Club. It's a nice side club that Marinette, Chloe, and Sabrina started a few weeks ago that had gotten surprisingly bigger than they thought it would get. So they enlisted us to help with the club's reading activities."

Alya blinked in disbelief when she asked, "Does this... Book club meet in the Art Room on Mondays?"

Max nodded when he said, "They do." He noticed the look on the blogger's face when he asked, "Judging by your words and expression, I'm going to guess you were given inaccurate information regarding their activities, correct?"

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Hawkmoth growled in annoyance when he got out, "That girl has some unusual luck to always be able to unwittingly avoid me the way she does!"

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Nino couldn't help but stare at the marks on his arms that made his mothers and Chris frantic with worry. Familiar marks. Nail mark. The identical nail marks that Adrien had on his arms.

Greta Lahiffe gently grabbed her oldest son's arm to inspect the marks when she asked in a deadly serious tone, "Nino, who did this to you?"

Nino was too busy staring at those very marks to hear what his Mum had just said.

Winnie Lahiffe tapped her oldest on the other shoulder to get his attention before saying, "Nin, I want you to be honest with us, who has been gripping you tight enough to leave those marks on your arm?" She noticed how shocked the teen was and asked in a concerned tone, "Hang on... Are these the same marks you told us were on Adrien?"

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"You're on speaker, so spill," Chloe told the person on the other end of the call as she placed her cell phone on the coffee table in front of Adrien and Sabrina, both of whom were sitting on the couch.

Max's voice came through the phone clearly when he said wearily, "Uhh, thanks, umm... Adrien... I need you to be very honest with me with the questions that I'm going to be asking..."

Adrien glanced at his two childhood friends when he vocalised, "Uh, sure? Is there a problem with you getting my things?" He tried his best not to think about the idea that his father decided to return early.

An uneasy hum echoed through the phone's speaker when Max said in that worried tone, "Uh, kind of... Um, Adrien have you noticed tha- WHAT THE HELL!?" Then there was the sounds of something being clicked harder than needed.

That made the tio leap halfway out of their skins at the sudden shouting. All three of them asked what happened or if there was an Akuma attack.

The line was dead quiet for a few seconds before they heard Kim's voice coming through the speakers asking, "Max? What hap- The hell?! Is that?!"

Max's voice finally came through the phone with an uneasy, "Uh-huh."

Kim's voice came through the phone when he said, "And is he?!"

Max repeated the same sound of, "Uh-huh."

Kim's voice almost growled through the phone when he said, "Oh, this shit just got a whole lot worse!"

Again, Max repeated the same sound of, "Uh-huh."

Sabrina piped up by asking, "Um, do you think you can let us in on what the hell is happening at the Agreste Mansion?"

Things were silent for a solid ten seconds before Max said through the phone in an eerily serious tone, "Chloe, Sabrina, Adrien... You three need to come to the Agreste Mansion as soon as you can. NOW."

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With that, he smiled.

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Until the stories come out~

While I’m working on some stories, here are some random snippets from a few planned Miraculous projects~. They’re not in any particular order.

~}I{~

Kindness and Karma

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Malcom (Satan) growled in annoyance when he snapped out, "No! Your anger is the only thing that doesn't make any sense in this whole issue!"

Alya snapped back in anger, "What are you talking about?! How can me being angry NOT make any sense?!"

Malcom ran a hand through his hair when he stated, "Because there's no reason why You should be angry!" Before Alya could retort, the fiery redhead pointed at a surprised-looking Nino and then Kim when he snapped out, "They had a legitimate reason to be angry!" He waves his hands when he explains, "They gave you a specific deadline as to when they had to leave and wanted to leave no later than that! A deadline, that you agreed to! But you got mad at them for wanting to leave after keeping them at the event long after the deadline had passed! Their anger was in the right, while yours is just out of nowhere!" Malcom then pointed at a shocked Marinette when he stated, "Her anger is legitimate! She's fed up and upset with the majority of her supposed friends making plans and then bailing on her at the last minute when someone else gives them a call, yet you have been nothing but belligerent towards her!"

Karen (Ramiel) couldn't help but point out, "Mal is making a valid point." She shrugged her shoulders when she added, "While they are negative emotions, they are healthy responses to what has happened." She looked at the childhood friends when she stated, "So their emotions are normal for what happened." Karen then looked at the blogger when she said in a concerned tone, "You on the other hand... Seem to lash out at almost every interaction from what Mal and I have seen..."

Malcom folded his arms in annoyance when he scoffed out, "Which includes you leaping in my mouth when I asked legitimate questions."

Karen quickly corrected with a flat tone, "The phrase is "Jumping down your throat", Mal."

The fiery redhead huffed when he got out, "That too, Kare."

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Malcome and Karen glanced at each other in uncertainty before the one with the pink-tinted glasses stated in confusion as she semi-pointed her left index finger towards the group of girls, "Uhh, I'm not sure if it's because we're recent additions to this class or something, but I'm seeing a rather clear pattern to... Those indences."

Malcolm folded his arms when he stated in annoyance, "Agreed... It's making me wonder How is it that None of you noticed that it has been happening?" He scoffed before adding, “This also explains why Marinette has been acting the way she is.”

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Adrien: "Okay, can we agree that while it wasn't how we planned it..."

Marinette: "Yeah, no, it's got to be the weirdest way to find out someone's ID."

Plagg: "Well, at least it is a unique identity reveal. Hehe."

Tikki: "Not helping, Plagg..."

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Markov reviewed the data before asking, "Max, are you positive this is accurate?"

Max nodded when he stated, "It is. I quadruple-checked it..." He bit his lips when he said, "But if this is true..." Max looked at the screen again before he picked up his phone and dialled the number on the screen. Markov hovered as both listened to the dial tone.

The sound of someone picking up the other side of the line was heard. "Hello? Who's calling?" The voice of an adult man came over the phone.

Max took a deep breath before he said, "Umm, hello, is this Mr Antonio Rossi?"

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Trip to Gotham

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Assassin’s Creed: … These new screen names oddly fit… Though I’m not sure about Alfred and Bastard’s…

Red Hoodlum: Demon Spawn, you better be talking about Blood and not me. Mine is literally my hero's name!

AcroBatz: Ah, right, Damian hasn’t met Jason Blood yet, so he wouldn’t know that ref.

RobinRed: I can tell you that it’s still going to be confusing having both Jasons in the same space… I’m surprised that Blood kept his cool in that situation.

Red Hoodlum: Really? Demon Spawn hasn’t met the Demon? I’m a little surprised.

Assassin’s Creed: Wait, so this Demon Knight screen name isn't Bastard? What are you two talking about? Who's this other Jason? And what does it have to do with a demon?

Sebastian: I just noticed the chat and read what had happened. Right now, all I have to say is…

Sebastian: Really, Master Bruce?

Demon Knight: Well, I agree with Bruce on that. You’re one hell of a butler.

Batdad: Exactly!

Sebastian: Hmm, touche.

AcroBatz: OH SHIT!

RobinRed: No! No! No! I don’t believe it!

Red Hoodlum: I did NOT read what I thought I read!

Kunoichi: ?

Assassin’s Creed: ?

Batdad: Is there something wrong with what we were talking about?

AcroBatz: Yeah! How the hell do you three fossils know about Anime?!

Sebastian: Master Dick, we are not fossils. We are merely older gentlemen.

Batdad: And we are allowed to indulge in Anime every once and a while.

Assassin’s Creed: Cass… Do you have any clue what they’re talking about?

Kunoichi: Nope. I was hoping you would…

Demon Kight: Back to the og topic… What was Cassandra texting about you Bat-Kids getting siblings?

Batdad: I was also going to ask that.

Kunoichi: 😏

}{

Alix was passing back and forth in front of the park bench Kim and Max were sitting at while Markov hovered above. The skater then got out in an annoyed tone, "I don't get it, why would Lila say something like that when it isn't true?" She paused as she looked at her friends when she stated, "We know the real reason why our class is going to Gotham, but if Lila claims to be "super close" to the Wyanes as she claims, she should've known that too."

Kim couldn't help but point out, "And know why it should be kept a secret until the Gala." He paused before he questioned, "But wouldn't that implication be worse if Lila is saying that she asked one of the Wyanes to have our class and Ms Mendeleiev's class go to Gotham?"

Max was feeling self-conscious when he got out, "Well, that can only mean one of two things... Either Lila is telling the truth and the reason we're going to Gotham is because she asked for it to happen... And the letter I got was a prank or... Lila is lying about both knowing the Waynes and being the reason behind the trip..."

Markov was quick to say, "Considering that the letter has the watermark and seal from the Wyane Company, I can conclude that it is 100% authentic." He held his claw in the air when he stated in a logical tone, "Therefore, Lila is lying about a major event."

Alix clicked her tongue before she said, "If that's true, then why make us think that?"

Kim shrugged when he suggested, "Attention? Because that's the only thing I can think of." He then had a thought before he placed a hand on his chin when he commented, "Wait, now that I think about it..."

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Adrien leans over and whispers to Chloe, "Uhh, do you have any idea what's going on here?"

Chloe whispers back, "No, I was kind of hoping you would."

Damian scoffs before he states in an annoyed tone, "They are not staying unless they can hold their own in a fight! I refuse to have any incompetent allies."

Cassandra: 😏

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Miss Bustier ran a hand through her hair when she got out in a flabbergasted tone, "I know I heard Marinette during roll call before we got on the bus! And our students can testify to that!"

Ms Mendeleiev placed a hand on her chin when she mused thoughtfully, "True, we Heard Ms Dupain-Cheng call out "I'm here!" at every roll call, but I can't recall actually Seeing her during roll call." She let out a thoughtful hum before she said, "Let's do something a little differently next roll call."

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Smiling Agent

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With a smirk, she said, "Al'ight, Hawkmoth, I'll help you get those Miraculous. However, I'm doing things My way." With that, a black aura festered out of the Akumatized object and engulfed her.

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Marinette held up her hand in a 'hold-on there' manner when she got out, "Whao! Wait a second! I just talked to them regarding what kind of baked goods they would like and they told me a very different story."

Nino raised a brow when he asked, "How different are we talking?"

Marinette folded her arms when she stated, "That the type of items that Alya told me to make sure to have are things that two of them can't eat."

Ivan raised a brow in concern when he asked, "Wait, that... Doesn't make any sense." He moved his hands a bit when he added, "If they can't eat those flavours then they wouldn't ask for them."

Marinette narrowed her eyes when she stated, "Oh, they would have to ask about it alright, but only to make sure they aren't used at all." She held back a growl when she nearly hissed out, "Especially since one of them is severely allergic to one of the items!”

"Wait?! WHAT!!!?"

That was when Marinette asked in a serious tone, "So this is where I have to ask, who told you about their "favourite flavours"? Because from my point of view, someone thought it would be funny to put someone in the hospital, or worse."

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"Listen, I'm not bein' hypocritical or rude, but given that I can tell that Adrianne is not comfo’table when that Storyteller latches onto 'er at every interaction I've seen... It's kind of bad. So how the hell could all but a few of you NOT see that?"

"I'm a little more concerned about why Adrianne hasn't said or told anyone about the unwanted attention if it's that bad?"

"Or at least told her to stop or set up some boundaries."

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With that, he smiled.

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Sin of Reveal

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Jason Blood smirked when he replied to the mental terrorist, "Oh, so you were after her! Guess that technically makes you a paedophile."

Hawkmoth: "WHAT?! No! I'm nothing of the sort!! I simply know that Ms Duapin-Cheng will be my greatest Akuma and will get me the Miraculous of the Back Cat and Ladybug!"

Jason let out a hum as he looked over the Akumatized item he used to catch the Akuma when he said almost casually, "So, that's what you've been waiting for, huh. I must say, you seem to have quite a lot of time to just sit around and wait for people to get emotionally distressed, especially teenagers, so I can't help but think that you don't have much of an active life."

Marinette couldn't help but be in awe at what she was witnessing. This man was... Taunting Hawkmoth... While he was in the middle of being possessed by the terrorist!

The rest of Miss Bustier's class came rushing over, also baffled and confused about what was going on as Marinette.

Jason kept that smirk with a short chuckle when he said, "Sorry, but I'm going to have to decline. I'm trying to avoid being involved with the Miraculous, and besides... Three's a crowd."

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Satan got all flustered and nervous when he got out, "Oh! My dear sister! It's good to see you!" He did his best to recover his composer when he asked, "But why are you here?"

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"SIr Raguel, we've got a bit of a problem."

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"Adrien, boyo, yah're allowed ta want answer ta questions yah had fur a good while, even if yah no longer have a connection ta tha source of it."

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Raguel tilts his head to the side when he asks, "Lord Satan, are you sure that you have the part of Young Adrien's soul that was agreed upon?"

Satan raises a brow at this as he shifts the box he is holding and says, "Of course I'm sure, I extracted it myself. You can ask the witnesses listed if you want to confirm." He paused before he asked the Angel of Justice, "Why do you think that I didn't have any part of Adrien's soul?"

Raguel replied in a slightly confused tone, "Because the aura coming from that box doesn't match Young Adrien."

Satan blinked in confusion when he asked, "I know it's Adrien's but... Why are you getting a different sense? And how does it feel?"

Raguel states in a calm tone, “I am not sure as to why it feels different from Young Adrien.” He then nods his head to Amelie when he adds, "But the bond you have in the box feels near-identical to that woman over there."

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Inconsistency

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Marinette raised a brow at the question when she asked, "Why do you want to know that?"

Everyone flashed back to when Jazz kissed Officer Prowl on the lips before their final battle but knew they couldn't tell Marinette that that was the reason why they were asking.

Thankfully, Sabrina explained to the bluette, "Well, Mr Jazz did seem pretty affectionate towards Officer Prowl when we first met him, so I guess we couldn't help but wonder."

'Thank you, Sabrina!' the Miraculous Heroes thought with glee, now having a legitimate reason to be asking that question.

Marinette had an expression that read 'good point' before she finally said, "Oh, they're married to each other. In both the Magical aspects and the human way."

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Nino was waving his free hand frantically when he almost shouted into the phone, "Uncle Al! Calm down! I can't understand you when you're talking that fast! What happened?"

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Lila smirked when she said to herself, "I was right, this does look perfect on me~."

}{

Jazz tapped the surface of the wood when he asked Gabriel Agreste, "Given that there was a time gap between when her symptoms started and when she went inta tha coma... How come yah never brought her ta any hospital or even called an ambulance?" He waved his other hand when he added, "All this could've been avoided if yah did either."

}{

D hung up the phone and looked around at his work.

Everything was perfect.

}{

Officer Prowl looked up worriedly at Jazz as he clutched his niece close to his chest and then said in an anxious tone, "Don't make me arrest you."

"Don't worry, it an't gunna happen," Jazz stated coldly.

}I{

Until the Stories come out~.

[boleynns]

Do u have fic recommendations?

I'm gonna assume this is for Daemon/Rhaenyra since that has been all I've talked about for months haha. And definitely have plenty of recs! In general I love reading really long fic (like, in really popular pairings I will set my parameters to see 50k+ or 100k+ fics only...), so due to the relative newness of this ship's popularity, most of my recs are incomplete. I also have way more that I am subscribed to that absolutely could be faves eventually, but that are just a little too early in the story to guarantee.

Canon/Canon!AU

To Ashes (Series) by Emerald_Aphelion (~30k, series incomplete but has 3 complete works so far) -- AU from Daemon's return from the Stepstones, basically where Daemon and Rhaenyra are just a little more thoughtful and forward-thinking within their relationship and with the political situation they're in. Established Relationship Vibes but also slow burn romance at the same time, they make each other smarter and better by working together, Rhaenyra bonds with baby!Aegon AND Rhea, Daemon picks Rhaenyra up and puts her on a table and calls her his queen at one point (hot), and this is the ideal Dance fix-it.

my eyes are aching to see you--126AC by SeveDeChampagne (~2.5k, complete) -- set between Episode 7 and 8, a very spicy First Time Post-Birth one-shot that contains multiple sentences that are some of the most intensely romantic things I've ever read. Considering my love of long fics, it takes a special kind of short fic for me to be so moved and attached.

How to Win Thrones and Ensnare Dragons by Writer_in_the__Dark (~15k, incomplete) -- Time Travel AU (my kink) where Rhaenyra is reborn into her baby-self. Only a few chapters in but I am HOOKED by the writing style and characterization of The Early Years dynamic, and am so looking forward to seeing how this evolves as time moves forward -- but based on the writing so far, I know it will be wonderful.

put down that gravestone by darkgods (~35k, incomplete) -- Post-Episode 4 AU, where Daemon went back to the Vale and Rhea didn't die, and then Rhaenyra gave birth to very Daemon-looking twins (wonder how that happened!), and then 10 years later Rhea has dead and Viserys invites Daemon back to be Hand. This story is so well-written and rich with character detail, I honestly just want to re-read it over and over! It has so beautifully dove into Rhaenyra's psyche, Daemon's personality (from his own perspective and from others), built a very sad and realistic portrait of Jace and Luke's lives as outcasts in court, set up some deliciously hurtful and complicated strings to unravel between Daemon and Rhaenyra due to this inciting situation, and has already indulged my pathological need for some Outside POV content by adding in Luke's (very well-written) perspective on a dinner scene. The fact that the chapter count is currently at 4/36 and we already have 35k words has me so hyped, you guys don't understand how badly I need piles and piles of giant fics.

Significance by AmazingAngie (~21k, incomplete) -- AmazingAngie is amazing because of how quickly she writes such amazing material! This is a Soulmate!AU, and this one in particular is just so insanely lovely so far! I'm a sucker for a "meant to be" setup so I will always love those from the get go, but I especially love the nuance in this story, and the ways that knowing that they are the endgame changes the trajectory of all of these characters lives.

you came/you called by scarlettscribbles (~10k, incomplete) -- basically an Episode 10 AU, kind of, but beyond that I just suggest reading it and going with the flow, because once I was like 80% into this first chapter I finally realized what was happening and it was so exciting. Needless to say I am pumped for the rest of the story.

Modern!AU

No joke I have literally NEVER liked Modern!AU's before, except for with 'Merlin' (because even if it wasn't explicitly stated, I could pretend that it was Reincarnation). It has just never appealed to me, until now with Daemon and Rhaenyra -- because they are just that powerful. Also none of my Modern!AU faves are any of that "Oh, actually, Daemon is adopted, or they're third cousins twice removed, or Daemon is only a ~symbolic uncle", like, we all know what we're doing here 😂

Lets Ignite Under the Ember Skies by grandlovescheme (26k, complete) -- So freaking good! The uncertainty, the jealousy, the tension, the ~vibes, the ~sexy ~vibes, it is a tightly-written and very well-characterized modern version of these characters and I love it.

Petrichor by sweetestsorrows (katschako) (~23k, incomplete) -- one of the chapters made me cry for real. Very intense "we are way too close to be appropriate, and it is causing angst, but i wanna be closer..." vibes, and I am so here for it. It really is wonderfully translating their bond to a modern lens, and all the problems and tensions that would come along with that dynamic. It made me go "omg that is so intensely romantic", it made me literally cry, it made me go "ooh ~spicy", its got it all.

the beauty queen in tears by writingwhatidream (~30k, incomplete) -- AHHH I am obsessed with this story (almost as obsessed as Crispin is with Rhaenyra in it...). To try and sum it up, it is a Modern!AU A/B/O Royal Family fic...but that all sounds so much more reductive than it actually reads. For me, it is: delicious Daemon/Rhaenyra "Us Against the World" vibes, where even if they're not physically together they are 100% together, with a healthy (or rather unhealthy, in-context) dose of creepy Outsider POV, and the promise of Alpha/Omega-induced drama, love, possessiveness, and danger to come. It is juicy and beautifully written, and is giving me so many things I want all in one place.

[griffin-wood]

i'll give you the best years.

pairing: naya x rider (@wayhavenots oc!)

a/n: probably.......the longest one-shot i ever wrote. forgive me y'all...i think this could be like one tv show episode :sob:. Also, song inspos : 5sos - best years, better - Khalid. and there's this one scene from the book twisted hate kinda inspired one particular line in this story aha! pd, i hope u like it <3 enjoy! (FORGIVE ME FOR GRAMMAR ERRORS, WE DIE LIKE HEROES HERE.)

-

Naya walked into the room, no scowl - no anything, just a wide satisfied Naya-certified smile on her face. Greeting everyone in the room, a different person entirely. But, she doesn't care at all, the looks were amusing to her - and it's worth the excitement. She's finally opening herself up to dating, in other words; seeing somebody. She met someone, a good person she believes; and they decided to meet tonight. And ecstatic is an understatement.

"Did the world just turn around, or did the Naya Davis just smile at everyone?" And there it is, the source of her somewhat annoyance, named Rider McQueen. Slicked back hair, smug smile, beautiful eyes - also, perhaps a nice ass too. She turns her head to face her damned co-worker there and smiles. A bit too snarky, a bit too smug to match with his.

"I apparently scored myself a date, Mcqueen. It's a win for me, don't you think?" She begins to walk away from him, as his eyes widen at the word 'date'. He absentmindedly followed her steps to where their desks are. Hers is opposite to his, to his damned luck, unfortunately. But, the word 'date' still lingers on his mind, as Naya begins to fiddle around her files.

He wanted to ask himself, why does he feel the sudden disappointment. Like his heart has been shattered by that reality, maybe it's the harboring crush in him. Who would've thought, he would fall for Naya out of everyone. The one he always taunted every day, and he enjoys those little moments of them - the rarest moment where he saw the amusement in her smile during their patrols, their banters and there she is, she's going on a date with someone. Someone who is not him.

He clears his throat as Naya turns her back to him, passing the files his way. Putting his head up, a smile on his face. A teasing smile of his, a facade he hopes.

"Well, good luck on the date Davis. Tell us all about it will ya?" He says and walks away before she could reply with the banter of her own. Work fills his mind the whole day, questions engulfing in a way. He did his job, but unanswered questions tend to linger for far too long.

Hours passed, and there was no in-between banter at the coffee machine. Nothing during lunch hours, the station is uncharacteristically quiet. It's a rarity of quiet for him, and Naya too. Even Tina kept on glancing at them both, somehow confused by the sudden shift.

He did not notice, it was already past five. Naya had left a few moments ago, he heard squeals and giggles of excitement between her and Tina. He guesses, she's prepping herself for the night, he solely wonders; who's the mystery person? What will she wear? What they will do? Questions that shouldn't be inhibiting in his mind, he should not be thinking those. He should be focusing on the next painting perhaps, a new drawing, something old - something new, and his thoughts were interrupted as Tina came crashing in with an 'i know what's going on, but you're gonna tell me after all' look and he sighs.

"I thought the world has gone to a flip today."

"Don't be too surprised actually." He tries to be nonchalant, but hey, Tina sees through him anyway.

"So...do you wanna talk about it?"

She smiles, as he sighs. It's going to be a long evening.

-

It's almost 8:30 p.m. She's here, she's prepared. Maybe that's her one chance again, to open up. A chance to let someone in, and the person she's meeting tonight going to change that. They've been exchanging texts a lot lately, for someone who never smiled on her phone for far too long - this was a very unsettling development.

She left early, as her shift does that day. A very lucky day and she gets herself ready. Quite excitedly as one does for a date. A special occasion they say. Her dress is ready for the night, and her hair was curled; she realizes it's been a while since she has dolled up for a date. It feels weirdly right.

The restaurant was filled, it was a Friday night after all. They made reservations, they did plan it all. But, sometimes; plans are not enough. It's the effort that counts, and she did not think this through. The tables around her were filled with smiles and giggles, and there she was; with such hope within herself. For the first ten minutes, she lets it slide, hoping it was a mistake. Hoping the person takes a wrong turn and is on their way. For another ten minutes, as she sat taking a small sip of the red wine, wondering did something happened along the road, maybe a road construction? As she sips the next few glasses, she wasn't tipsy as one should be. Her metabolism helps her with it, but the time went by, she realizes the person isn't coming at all. She notices the looks passersby gave her, the waiters - as they pour her a new glass of red wine.

She should have known, it's never going to happen for her. She knows, she shouldn't give up that easily, but hope is something she gave up a long time ago. But, she's still Naya. Naya Davis, she would not let anyone see her this way. She stands up, with a strut of confidence in her; and takes a final sip before paying the bill, ignoring all the curious looks that were sent her way.

'Walk away with confidence, never let people see you at your weakest.' Her mind replayed the mantra, as she takes a cab for the night. Destination unknown.

-

Unknown, lead her to the station. Even in distress, work was her distraction. And, without her trusty bike for the night - work was the second available option. The cab driver checked on her a few times, as she stares outside the window. Mellow is different from her true self. She walked out of the restaurant in her way, yet one cannot stand strong for far too long. Her shoulders sag as she sat down in the cab, asking for a distraction. The cab driver drove everywhere, the old man sympathize with her but did not say a thing. She's grateful, as she steps into the station. Empty, only a few dimmed lights.

She takes off her coat, before taking a seat. She begins, a distraction; as the dimmed light covers her weakness from the world. That's one of the moments where she does not want anyone to see, and... the footsteps coming into the room prepare to prove that notion to be untrue.

"Tina, I thought you have left. What..." His words stopped, along with his tracks at the sight of Naya wiping her tears away. She straighten herself up and continues to work as if she did not just cry in front of him. Well, cry is a large word, she prefers; possibly teared up.

"I'm just working on some extra work from earlier." She continues as if the act was something that did not exist. The moment before did not exist, as Rider walks towards his seat. Facing Naya, they both somewhat let the quiet take over. She did not want to explain why she was getting teary-eyed over a date who stood her up. She would not let him get to her, but her eyes lingers on him a little. His clothes are a bit messy from earlier today, but he somehow still manages to pull off adorable, and she mentally slaps herself for even thinking about how good her co-worker who is sitting on the opposite of her looks.

He saw her through the corner of his eye, and he controls himself from smiling. He fakes a cough before his eyes and gaze fall towards him for a moment. Observing even for a split second, even under the dimmed light, the red shines brightly from her outfit. It's bright, and bold just like Naya, herself. And her hair, much more curly by the strands of it - maybe she did her hair before, and her face; the tear stains can be visible if he is in the distance where one's kissing someone. Not that he thought of it, thought of kissing her lips every time she said something very intellectual or during the moments, he caught her off-guard, laughing; smiling. He wants to be the reason for that smile, and he wants her to keep on smiling too. The image of her under the dimmed light, and he guesses, the date did not arrive.

Crap, that person stood her up.

The realization made him frown, as Naya gaze up at him; meeting his eyes. An understanding passed between them, as Rider stood up; leaving the room - leaving her there on her own once again.

"Tina, a favor for a favor; it's time for you to pay my dues." He says confidently outside of the station, something of an old favor that she brought up on him to use whenever. And now seems to be a good time for it.

-

Naya continues her work, before Rider stepping into view once again. He takes a seat on the opposite of her, but his gaze lands on her. The work pile from before was abandoned.

"follow me." He simply says, earning a raised of an eyebrow from Naya herself as she did not trust his orders. What if he is playing a trick..but alas, curiousity wins. She takes her jacket too, and her pouch in hand following him outside of the station.

She follows his steps, a stop in front of his car. As he stops her there, a few inches behind - as he turn around to reveal a full filled...picnic basket. Not a typical picnic basket she thinks, he holds it out in front of her as she took a peek. There's a lot of random stuff mixed together, this wasn't a plan; well it was a pretty recent plan she believes. And there's only one person she can associate with on finding her favorite sweets in there, and the person is Tina Poname.

"what's with the basket?" This is very very adorable, she thought. But she wouldn't say that to his face.

Before he could answer, another familiar voice appears out of nowhere and their heads turn in surprised. Naya is super amused, while Rider tries his best to shoo one Tina away.

"Enjoy you fellow lovebirds, I'll close up the station tonight."

-

With Tina away from their vision, Rider opens up the door for Naya to get in. As the amused smile still painted on her face at his embarrassment.

"Where are we going?"

"Somewhere..fun." He simply says that the journey itself was indeed an interesting one. She never knew this place existed, as Rider steps out of the car, she immediately follows. There are a couple of can sprays of paint scattered in the corner, and a few graffiti drawings - a deja vu towards their patrol. The night she kissed him, and.. he returns it too. The R.M initial painted in black made her quirk up a little, before Rider walks forward, with the basket in hand.

She walks alongside him, with her heels in hand; somehow she gave up on it halfway through the night. She follows him to the area, somewhat a large rooftop; however, it's tended with a few flowers grown too.

"What is this place?"

"The Rider-cave, or known as a breathing place of my own. The paintings are mine, however, the plants were there since I found it. So, why not take care of it." He explains before they take a seat on a ledge as Rider places the basket in between them.

She stands there still, somehow reluctantly.

"Come on over."

"What's these all about actually? Is this a plan to bury my body somewhere huh?" She says, somehow curious. Just, why?

He laughs for a moment, she felt herself shiver at the sound of loud laugh in the night. "Oh no, you figured out my plan don't ya Davis?" He chuckles again before clearing his throat at the raised of an eyebrow thrown his way.

"I..I wanted to cheer you up. And, this is apparently my idea of cheering someone up. Also, I vouched for Tina to get those favorite chocolates of yours." he says sheepishly, somewhat not meeting her eyes. He's looking at the view in front of him instead of hers. What a sight to be seen, as Naya slowly makes her way to the other side of the seat. The basket is opened, as Rider is still looking at the view. She takes a seat, and she placed the heels on the side. The chocolates, the ones she tends to take between works are there, a whole packet of them. She smiles at the sight of it before she turns to face the view as well mirroring Rider's actions.

"The view is actually a jackpot to be honest" Naya begins, breaking the silence between them.

"One of the hidden gems of wayhaven." He smiles too before he passed one of the chocolates her way. She takes it gratefully, somehow - a moment of silence continues, contrasts to their banter in the station. Only munching sounds to be heard, as they both devour the chocolate.

-

"Thank you for the chocolates McQueen." She says, before Rider stops her mid-sentence.

"the food needs to be devoured first and then you can thank me Davis. I'll accept in all forms, cash, compliments, cases even" He says winking at her before passing the next meal; something of a pastry she believes, and apparently some quick foods. And afterward, it becomes normal. Not their usual normal, a normal where they were comfortable, no rivalry for a position, no name talking, only them, good food, and just rider talking filling the time. She listens intently, letting out chuckles and smiles in between. She still couldn't believe he did this for her - she kept herself quiet for a moment first, letting the thought cloud her mind before it could (possibly) ruin the moment.

They sat there a moment, and she turns to face him. Her knees buckled, and Rider felt her eyes on him. Hazel eyes watch him from a fair close distance, one distance that does not seem very far.

"one question."

Rider downs his drink, before turning to face her.

"Why did you do all these for me?" The tense Naya has disappeared, she's much amused - forgetting her date-less night hours ago. The memory has dissolved in her mind ever since they got here, and she never thought of a night with one Rider Mcqueen.

He takes another bite of their food, trying to somewhat answer or avoid. A bit of both, before he begins to say.

"Because you'd be sad and weird to be around if I didn't. And, you know. I like being around you when you're not sad. When you're snarky and laughing and smile like the sun, for just a second, before you have to be Cool Naya again." He clears his throat. "Plus I was hungry and bored, so." Shrugging it off, like it was nothing - but, it wasn't nothing.

"You think I am cool then?" She says, ignoring the rest of the sentence. A small smile, as she takes a bite of the...pastry she thinks.

"Duh, Cool Naya; bossing others around - it's a funner side to see. And we got food. Cool Naya, food, and me. What a combo don't you think?" He prides himself a bit, making her laugh again. He swears, that's the best sound he ever heard since the few times he witness it. He once did made her laugh, and that moment follows by a lip-lock of their own. The possibility of that outcome, is unknown; he believes mostly to zero. But, seeing her smile - well, that's a full 100. That's perfection in his eyes. And he smiles, mirroring hers. Bigger, wider, just as he wants to be.

"It's a very interesting combo. So, who's the main dish here?" She asks as Rider felt himself choke upon the food he's munching on. She laughs even harder, just to poke on the man himself. She quickly pass the water to him, and she smiles.

"I think you're particularly dressed to be the main dish there Davis." He says, eye-ing the dress. Somehow, his voice got caught within his throat. Somehow, under the skies - he got to see her clearly. A version of an evil in a red dress. She's always been an angel, with a heart of gold, and that devillish red lipstick of hers. As, her eyes widen at the comment, before she smiles a little.

"Well, I do tend to dress to impress Mcqueen. Did I make an impression on you then?" She replies with quite a flirtatious tone he believes.

Rider Mcqueen is speechless. The man is tongue-tied. And, the source was the person sitting on the opposite of him. Naya freaking Davis, and to answer her question. Yes, yes she did make an impression to him for as long as he could remember.

"Yes, yes you did." His voice is quiet, slow, as Naya's laughter fades with his voice. Only to be met with his eyes, vulnerable to her. Only to her, something he never wants her to see.

The quiet lingers, as Naya turns to face forward. Her eyes watched the car below, cruising across the road. The banter is over, as vulnerability engulfs them both. To admit such a thing, was a bold move for him. And she decides to do the same.

"I...the person stood me up. And, they disappeared. I called, no one's there to answer. It somehow felt like a trick, a trick to me." She begins to say, as a chuckle escape. That's maybe to clear the tension, and Rider looks at her, with a frown.

"Yeah, so...I got nowhere to go. And, then there I am."

He moves the basket away to his side, before scooting over to her. Just a shoulders length of distance, with their fingers, almost touching. He lets out a breath before he links their pinkies together. She looks down, at their linked pinkies and smalls a little. Her glassy eyes, as his thumb, wiping it away.

'I'll always answer you.' He muttered a few words, she couldn't catch before he smiles again.

"Pinky promises tends to make people smile, so - I hope you don't mind it." He grins her way, as she nods.

"I think I liked it even more."

"The scowly Naya adores pinky promises, I think I have to write this down. Maybe report it for the papers?" He teases her, before he felt a playful punch on his shoulder.

"Shut up Rider." He smiles again, only the fact that's the first time she used his first name. Are they on first name basis? Are they.

"Make me." He says, smiling again her way. Somehow there's a tiny bit of hope has been planted in him, a pinch of deja vu as well.

She chuckles once again, the force pulling her in as her hands are on his cheeks. Closer, where the tear stains are visible in his eyes. The distance, he never thought he would be again. He wants to be closer, closer, and closer. His next words, were an impulse, a sober thought that felt to be said during drunken moments.

"Make me...Naya" he whispers it again - her name included, as they are a breaths away from one another before their lips meet.

Distance. Be. Damned.

-

An empty space, every little space shall be damned at the feel of her lips on his. Kissing her, returning the gesture - as her hands trying so hard not to land on her waist. However, her sudden moves shook him as well. His hands land on her waist, pulling her closer where their chests collided.

This....was not the plan. They did not plan this, yet this is the best outcome they got. Rider makes a mental note, by kissing them is the best way to shut people up. And, he wants to test this theory again and again, as her lipstick was utterly ruined by his lips. And, he liked it better.

He held her there, as they pull away. A look of realization widens through her eyes, as Rider held her there. A steady anchor for her, as she breathes in and out. Is this what she wanted? The kiss that reminds her of one memory, a swindled of a memory. Her lips were on his, under the dark skies. And they are there again, a mutual action because it does take two to tango.

And he kissed her again, and again and again. With every breath she held, he wants every little bit of it. And she returns it too, as the moon was their witness. The basket and everything that's tangible, and there they are - lips intertwined, as she lays her head on his shoulder. A breath of relief, as he held her there.

"I never did see that coming." Muffled whispers escaped her lips.

"Me too" he replies truthfully, what a turn of events for them. He intended to cheer her up, to put that smile on her face - making her Naya again. But, plans changed as the stars align. He realizes, he is looking up - however, with a B in English; he did not know how to describe it in a poetic sense. But, when he looks at her. The stars will be damned, as she raises her head up to meet with his eyes. The stars were dancing within her eyes, and the tear stains were a metaphor for orbits under, spinning, kept on moving, kept on rotating just like she does.

-

They sat there quietly, as the sound of cars below filled their eardrums. Naya lays her head on his shoulder. What a night, what an unexpected night for them.

"I'll always answer you." He says quietly, repeating from before. As she turns to face him.

"I'll always answer you, I would not leave you there alone. I'll buy you your favorite chocolates even if I have to travel across the city. I'll smudge your lipstick in the best way possible.." She chuckles again at that before he continues.

"I'll always answer you. I'll never stop, never will, and never wanted to Davis." He confesses to her, every word orchestrated perfectly.

Words couldn't comprehend her emotions, as she kissed him again. A yes, an 'i know' and everything in between. And she knows, he's telling the truth.

She'll be damned, she'll be damned to let him go. So, she kissed him - again and again, as an alternative for words. All the 26 letters in the alphabet couldn't comprehend, because in her mind - nothing feels better than this.

Nothing feels better than to be seen, to be heard, to be answered by the most unexpected person ever.

-

She takes out her phone, earning a confused look from Rider. As she fiddles around it, she a small smile. Rider however still confused, as a familiar ringtone filled their eardrums.

The man is amused, answering the call. His eyes never left hers, as he begins the conversation.

"Hey." He begins smiling widely her way, as her heart begins to burst. She wanted to bottle the memory up forever, as she replies.

"Hi."

"See. Naya Davis, I'll always answer you."

"I know." She replies through the phone, before ending it again. Rider places the phone away before he leans in forward, taking her hands in his.

"Then, may I?"

She nods, as the moment begins where it ends; with the bad memory forgotten in the back of her mind.

A new mental note, Rider McQueen's lips are quite addictive and she wanted to do it all over again, every day if she could - and one more thing, nothing indeed feels better than this.

And from there on, she got the best years. The best years that were given to none other than him - and, no regrets. And that's the best way of living life, living it with no regrets.

THE END.

[volcanolotus]

Hi lotus! :] I am attempting to participate in the ask game. I don't know how it works but I think I should send you like an emoji? Yes.

I'm curious about 📌, 🎶, 🏳️‍🌈, 🍀, and 💕.

I hope youre having q wonderful day! :]

I’m glad you asked! Hi!!!!

📌 how did you find your hyperfixation? 

I Think I was looking for Mappy content i haven’t consumed several years ago, found it, forgot for another three years, and then found it again. Of course, I wouldn’t care at all had i not played the original arcade game.

🎶 if your hyperfixation has songs/an ost, what is your favorite song from it? 

Funnily enough, the shiftylook Mappy ost is just royalty free stuff. And I won’t lie, I’ve been searching for it for a month or so with my friends. They’re ten years old at least, so the endeavor is almost fruitless. But I can tell you about how much i LOVE the namco sound chip, which i’ve also been searching for for ages with no luck...... Being a fan of Mappy is so hard in this society.

💕 tell us about one of your favorite characters and why you like them! 

There aren’t many characters but I find there’s something to like in almost all of them. Mappy isn’t my favorite but I do have the most to say about him and i want to study him in a lab (i am goro). 

So like. I can’t exactly say he isn’t intelligent, he really is. But god is his judgement heavily clouded sometimes. His hubris makes him short sighted, considering he didn’t forsee that the jailing of Goro would result in the closure of Nyamco, which would tank the city’s economy, thrusting a good chunk of people into unemployment. I think that would be reasonable for Mappy have to at least assumed. I also kinda think he has a huge ego and i want to see him cry. Despite said ego my man is hanging by a fucking thread for real. i think he could snap at any second. i want this to happen. ALSO to add to the ego thing i love how much he fucking talks for no reason about how he Was a cop. like in episode 1 he starts going on and on like had he not said anything Skykid literally would not have known he was The Cop That Shot That Painting and Lost His Job also i’m glad he lost his job actually. fuck the police. Anyways Mappy has a lot of problems and ailments. Tell me why he thought it was a good idea to Re Steal the artwork that Goro stole. Mappy what the fuck. YOU JUST PUT GORO IN JAIL FOR THEFT. Idiot. I love this stupid mouse. i love thinking about how everything he does is like. 99% probability of things Mappy would do for Goro. like this man has him downloaded as a pdf.

 🏳‍🌈 do you have any headcanons (lgbt, race, neuro, etc) that are important to you? 

First of all not a single character in this show is neurotypical. ESPECIALLY not dig dug. i think most people would assume he isn’t but like. he isn’t. he’s the king of neurodivergence. 

Second of all We All picked up on the Homoerotic Tension in episode one where Mappy is talking about how he’s gonna put Goro in jail and Goro’s like no u wont~ and they have a back and forth. and even if you don’t read that particular scene as gay you at least CANNOT ignore Goro’s “i miss you” in that very same episode, or his very direct “I love you” in episode 7, or his ENTIRE SPEECH to mappy in the finale. Literally ZERO hetero explanation for Any of what Goro says in those moments. anyways Goro is gay. the cat is a homo. I also think he’s gnc as fuck. but that’s a little more self indulgent of an hc. as for the others Mappy is bi ace (just like me fr), dig dug is trans (just like me fr), sky kid also. 

🍀 do you have any kins or comfort characters from your hyperfixation? 

....................... kin Goro jhgfjgfjhsgfsfg

[majorxmaggiexboy]

How do you think turn characters would fare in the terror?

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So Realistically(tm) the Women wouldn't be on the ships at all, they would be back home working with Lady Jane and Sophia on the whole "We gotta bring those boys Home" angle and you Know Anna is good with petitions. She'd be on the direct action course while Mary works the sewing circle.

Given alterations though if they were on the voyage i'm pretty sure Anna would wind up giving both Franklin and Crozier a piece of her mind somewhere along the way.

Abigail, Cicero, and Sprout i will mention in the context of i refuse to imagine them in this situation, as far as i am concerned Abigail and her family are safe and warm in Canada for the whole series. They have been through Enough.

Simcoe would make it all the way to episode ten. I feel like in the first quarter he'd generally agree with Crozier as far as sensible courses of action. Gradually he'd shift over to being allied with Hickey, but that wouldn't last because unlike Hickey, Sim would be looking out for himself plus his kind of, core group. Knowing him he'd be one of the few to tangle directly with Tuunbaq and survive. If it's still an, Everyone Except Crozier Bites The Dust situation, i think Simcoe would attempt to go down fighting Tuunbaq, likely looking very much the way he did in the TURN s2 finale battle.

Hewlett, first of all, would get along beautifully with Goodsir, i believe this in my soul. Those two would be nerding out over their respective favorite sciences right to the last. Nobody would really expect Hewlett to last very long once things start going bad, but he proves to be resourceful and just vicious enough to forge ahead. Similarly to Goodsir, and to his own arc in TURN, he does get a bit of a bitter edge toward the end. Ngl if he has to die i think it'd be in a knife fight with Hickey or one of his goons rather than via sickness or tuunbaq.

The only thing keeping Ben alive til episode 10 would have to be his incredible luck stat because in episode 1 while they're still in Icy Water instead of just Ice, he's. He's gotta fall in it. It's mandatory. I don't make the rules. So it's like the Delaware Incident. RIP Billy Orren but Ben's different. He's knocked out for like a week but bounces back right in time for everything to get So Much Worse. I just don't see him thriving in this particular boat setting though. He's very reactive and has that tendency to pop off so he'd stay snapping at Franklin, who might be generous enough to let it slide, but Fitzjames absolutely Would Not, then he'd be going off on Crozier about the whole Staying Drunk thing and he'd be at constant risk of trying to fight Hickey, Tozer, probably Hodgeson, possibly even Little, let alone if Bradford is there to scuffle with. On the off chance he manages to avoid getting himself court martialed, either Ben's ridiculous luck would get him to episode ten at which point he'd get shot in the final showdown or around the 8-9 range he'd do a Fitzjames and wilt via earlier, previous like, prior gsw.

Can u even Imagine Caleb Brewster and Thomas Blanky in the same room though shgjshgjdhgj they're the same person but in different age brackets, and near exactly the same level of Slightly Feral. They'd have a great time, as much as possible. Stone Cold Buddies. He seems to be doing okay and of course is like, Emotional Support with Ben, but around Carnivale even Caleb's reserves start to dwindle and he's on a similar track to his TURN s4 arc, but also turns it around at the last possible second. If he has to die it'd most likely be via heroic sacrifice of some kind.

Abe. Abe Woodhull t_t good. lort. Abe. I can't. This man. Actually it's so sad though because he's all about getting home to his son and ngl his scruples are challenged by the situation. He cares about the others but Making It Home is his main priority so he's willing to get a little nasty to stay alive. Which makes it weirdly devastating when the lead poisoning gets him in the last 20 minutes :')

Ensign Baker is still Accidentally Shot By Abe and it's horrible.

Jandre wants to get back to Peggy and navigate this situation while maintaining his suave his finesse his morals OH! Oh he's actually like Crozier in the whole, doing this for a Station Boost thing, so he's especially upset by things going Horribly Wrong, and is also worn down as things progress. Sadly meets his death via Hickey in episode 9.

Also though i'm thinking about the Reverend Worthington Shenanigan and ngl Ben might actually just murder Hickey himself at some point lbr. Abe definitely would.

Also Scott's leg wound from Cabbages and Kings would be from Tuunbaq instead of gunshot, or at least, Arnold's would.

[vicsdeangelis]

hello the poly vic & ethan anon from a couple days is back lol. i saw another ask u posted the other day and it gave me a new idea

so heheh

imagine like you (aka the reader) is a famous musician and you have a new song coming out blah blah blah. so you take ethan and vic on the set of the new mv ur filming and maybe the song is like 34+35 by ariana grande. so the outfits you come out in are revealing and the choreography your doing is like kinda sexy. in between shots you see them both just staring at you and they both look so turned on but you just smirk to yourself cause you have to focus. not long after filming is done, you still see them glaring at you and before you know it, ethan is leading you both into your dressing room and your getting down and dirty.

first of all, how did you know 34+35 is in my "i'm not a slut but who knows" playlist dksnsksnsk

okay, but imagine every outfit change is just better than the last, and they don't know which one they like best, they just know they're enjoying themselves A Lot. ethan has to put vic in front of him because at some point he gets a visible boner and he's not trying to embarrass you while you're working (yes, vic rubs herself against him to make it worse. yes, he pinches her ass to make her stop. yes that turns both of them on even more, but it also make them laugh to themselves because they're acting like horny teenagers, and that ends up distracting you because you want to know what those two are up to and the director has to cut and you have to repeat this particular scene from the start). when you're done for the day and you approach them, you don't even have time to ask before ethan grabs your wrist and leads you to your dressing room, still keeping vic in front of him just in case they run into someone on the way there. vic looks you up and down and licks her lips before asking if there's any chance you can keep the costumes, and when you say you don't think so she says something like "shame. looks like we're gonna have to fuck you right here then" and boy, do they!

[hallowed-wings]

for this one - 9, 15, 19, 21

[ AAAAAAA I'm sorry this took so long HELLO-- Riser here with my set of the questions <3 Hello!!! ]

(stealing this first one from Ashes' ask :)) )

1. Tell us about your current project(s)  – what’s it about, how’s progress, what do you love most about it?

Well!! I'm dabbling in and out of stuff at the moment BUT- when it comes to mcyt, it's a lil fic I've dubbed Lilac! Well, technically it's "of sunflowers, moon lilies, and poppy seed stars"- but Lilac is far easier to say than os,ml,&pss--

It's a flower husbands fic, (I've been away a while but gods i hope that's still a thing people read about--) in which Scott could live forever- but time is a flat circle, and he keeps bumping into familiar faces every now and again along the trail.

[ One in particular far more than the rest ]

it's not necessarily??? set in a particular fandom?? but I have taken bits and bobs from different series Scott's been in! (Empires & 3rd Life mainly [of course <3] but w/ some Origins n Last Life references sprinkled in there too :D!)

Currently!! I'm in ""planning"" stages and by that I mean I need to write shit down-- I have it pretty much all up in my noggin (All 7 chapters of it <3! 5+1[+epilogue].) but I need to get it down onto a page and detailed out before I can really sink my teeth into writing it. Lord knows it'll still take a while bc I'm gonna try write it all first before I upload it so I don't burn out halfway through a chapter write up and just,, leave it hanging

Probably my favourite thing about it is just,,, ngl,, I just think it's really pretty,,, The story makes me very soft and,,, mmm <3. It's not just fluff by any means but it has so much love at its core and what little I have written of it so far just,, <3 <3 <3 I am v pleased with it,,, I'm looking forward to it! which is nice ^-^

(I also,, have some Cleo & Mumbo [separately, as a note---] fics planned,, i still need to flesh those out fully but!! probably leaning more towards missing moments/stuff i want to expand on in a ✨fun character dive ✨ sense. Sort of in the style of the Martyn / Cleo one-shots I've written [on ao3 pspsspspsps- /lh] but yeah!!! I have some fun ideas for those :D!)

9. Are you more of a drabble or a longfic kind of writer? Pantser or plotter? Do you wish you were the other?

Longfic, probably! While sometimes I like the thought of drabbling the last time I tried to drabble (see ao3--- /lh) they ended up being chunkier than planned so yeah no I'm not very good at making lil drabbles-

I AM ALSO very much a plotter though. Sometimes w/ something very small I can take an idea and just pad it out (after a lot of time thinking about it though-) but if I don't go into something w/ a detailed plan I am quite likely to get stuck in a moment of ". well i know what goes after this but how do I get to it". Knowing what goes where exactly is a pretty big help for me and probably why stuff takes so long-- I do wish I could pants stuff ngl, at least enough to take me from point a to b with a little more ease <3

15. Which is harder: titles or summaries (or tags)?

TAGS. I've gotten a bit better in recent years w/ those but while titles and summaries can sometimes just come to you, tags need to be specific?? y'know?? the fic is sorted through tags and I want it to be accessible even if I tend to ramble at times in them.

Long story short- titles and summaries can usually click after a few tries- tags are tricky as hell-

19. Is there something you always find yourself repeating in your writing? (favourite verb, something you describe ‘too often’, trope you can’t get enough of?)

See,,,, as someone who's writing exists scattered about sporadically over the past three and a half years, with most of it coming from the START of that time frame... I have been thinking this question over for awh i l e,,, (it is,, currently 1am,, so apologies for grammer errors and other assorted nonsense in this bit in particular <3)

b U T while I might not have a favourite verb for you in my writing (I do, however, in general, like weird ways of describing walking: scuttle, doddle, skitter, take your pick✨), with many thanks to Ashes I have wrangled (another good verb) some things together that I do like to shove into most things I do--

- I really like trying to do characterisation well,,, ashes says i do but tbh i just,, try to worm my way into their heads and see what's going on inside. I feel a Lot Of Things and so do the characters in my works <3 whether they want to feel said things or not :) Though,, overall I just like trying to nail now what makes them tick??

(in hindsight: I feel like saying "I like trying to write characters with strong voices that feel in character and can be told apart from other characters would have been more coherent, but that is something I do not tend to be------)

- Also!! If I work a certain theme into a piece, it is /getting woven in there throughout/. Vengeance in 'with my eyes (with my body, with me)', immortality, the celestial bodies and a few others in Lilac,,, Listen if I am doing a bit I am sticking to it- (/lh). I think it helps to tie pieces together ^-^ Keeps everything running on the same track throughout, no matter what else is going on, it all ties back to a central core. (I should probably go see if I can find some trends in terms of words or phrases scattered throughout my writing,,, might be interesting ngl 👀)

21. What other medium do you think your story would work well as? (film, webcomic, animated series?)

gods this is the most niche of thoughts but,, first thing that came to me was like,, animated but specifically with like,, characters and stuff coming up from pop up storybook pages,,, like the page opens and stuff just unfurls and comes to life,, Each chapter is a different book <3

But!! I do think some form of animation would fit it well <3 2D 100%- something whimsical and flowy and maybe a little fuzzy around the edges,, though, I do think it works best as literature <3

[hankwritten]

Quodlibet

Demoman/Soldier, 2k

Request for ImSorry, College

“How do you even know this guy anyway?” Jeremy asked, leaning over Jane’s back in such a intrusive distillation of his character that this particular instant could have come from any singular moment throughout the semester, right down to the mortal threat to Jane’s class project.

“Watch it, Buster! You are dangerously close to causing the greatest second dolphin extinction event since the invention of the six-pack!”

Trying to dislodge his suitemate, Jane threw his shoulder, pushing Jeremy and his grasping arms backwards and away from the fragile, pseudo-aquatic diorama.

Jeremy slid down Jane’s spine. “Fine, jeez, I wasn’t going to squish your bath toys.” He went boneless just long enough to reach the floor, then promptly popped to his feet and began looking at the aquarium from the other side. “You didn’t answer my question.”

“I don't know what you mean by ‘this guy’,” Jane grumbled. “This is clearly a diorama. Not a guy.”

“The guy, man,” Scout nagged, and Jane could already feel the migraine coming on. Jeremy was actually the human embodiment of head pains, to the point where sometimes Jane wondered if he had escaped from a lab that had been trying to bio-engineer the most aggravating person in existence. “This guy that’s making you go wackadoo and put like ten times more effort into a freaking GED project than anyone ever should.”

“This has nothing to do with him.” Jane put an aggressive amount of glue on his last dolphin.

“Right, sure,” Jeremy snickered. “But as soon as I said ‘guy you have a weird rivalry with’ you immediately jumped to him.” When Jane grit his teeth, Jeremy laughed again. “So what is it with you two? You didn’t get the urge to start tearing each other’s intellectual dicks off just because of some Economics of Marine Biology class, right?”

“Applied Oceanography,” Jane corrected, pointedly not looking up.

“C’mon pally, you know what I meant-”

“Hrrn nn brrdaa”

The voice of their third and final suitemate spoke up from a nearby beanbag chair, where its owner was trying to ignite a textbook with a lighter.

Jeremy looked to them, then to Jane. “Really? He plays for the Brawlers too?”

“Yes,” Jane snarled. “Mystery solved. The new power guard is in my oceanography class, and now you will shut your trap, shortstop, so that I can proceed to kick his ass in diorama making and prove that I am the superior guard.”

“That ain’t exactly a perfect chain of events, but you do you pally.” Jeremy pulled to the far end of the couch, drawing his legs into a fold. “Ain’t like, you supposed to develop deep-seated rivalries with players from other schools? Not your own?”

“If you met him, you would understand.” Jane placed some cherry bombs at the bottom of the glass tank. “Plus, he-...” Swallowing his fury, he said, “he got me moved to small guard.”

“To- what?”

“Hurmm umma,” their third put in helpfully.

Jeremy absorbed this for a moment, then burst out laughing. “Oh, oh man. There’s literally a position called small guard? That’s- that’s fucking hilarious you gotta admit.”

“I have to admit no such thing!” Jane rounded on him, diverting his attention from his precious project for the first time in over three hours. “I used to be power guard! Then some one-eyed, Scottish, lay-about, freshman comes in and thinks he can take my spot? This is betrayal of the highest order! A perversion of our constitution!”

“Mrra hudda.”

“I do not care if small guard is ‘technically a step up’,” Jane huffed. “Power guard is further to the front. That makes it better.”

“Basketball’s for chumps anyway,” Jeremy said, apparently having derived all the entertainment he’d wanted from the conversation, laying until he could reach his arms behind his head and dropping his legs in Jane’s lap. “You should try out for a real sport. But hey! Hope your little fish tank fills your inadequacy or whatever.”

“Oh it will.” Jane lowered his face to the glass, breath fogging and obscuring the magnum opus within. “It will.”

#

“And here you will see what happens when America finally colonizes the ocean!” Jane said to the drooling, glassy eyes of an 8am class.

They were significantly less slumberous when he threw a final cherry bomb into his demonstration, causing a chain reaction as dozens of ‘fireworks’ went off under the ocean, celebrating America’s eventual conquest. To really send the message home, he pulled the ripcord in the back, dropping a miniature stars and stripes behind the tank.

“Oorah!” he concluded.

“...Thank you Mister Doe,” the professor said. “Your time allotted for presenting is up.”

He turned and gave her a big thumbs up.

While some staff at Teufort U insisted you call them by their first names, this professor was not one of them, and it was rumored that the TA who had once dared to call her ‘Helen’ in front of her students was never seen again. However, no one could be that much of a hardass all the time; Jane was confident his project had just blown her out of the water (pun intended.)

She eyed his thumbs up with her perpetually sour face. “...That means return to your seat, Mister Doe.”

Jane picked up his aquarium and strolled jauntily back to his desk.

His good mood dissipated as soon as Tavish was announced as the next presenter. The usurper pulled his aquarium in on a cart, a sheet draped over to allow for a dramatic reveal. Dammit. Jane should have thought about dramatic reveals.

Tavish grinned at his audience, whisking away the blanket with a flourish.

“Behold!” he declared. “You’ve heard of desalination to deal with the oncoming global water shortages, but my proposal is this: a complete and total refinement. Salt water? Pah! Whiskey oceans are where it’s at.”

The tanked sloshed, full of something clearly scrumpy or scrumpy adjacent. Within the alcohol floated an awfully realistic looking octopus, expertly crafted and swishing with the tank’s movements. An eyepatch covered its left side.

“With the addition of boozed-based life forms of course, for an entirely new ecosystem.”

Jane curled his lip. Damn. He was good.

“...Mister DeGroot,” the professor said, “might I remind you that this is an alcohol free campus, regardless of any student’s legal status to drink? And, even without that, you are not currently twenty-one years of age?”

“Drinking age is sixteen in Scotland, Ma’am.”

“Sit, DeGroot.”

Tavish sat. He shot Jane a smug grin. Jane scowled.

“That concludes our presentations for today.” If the professor’s voice got any more disappointed, she could have been a ringer for a Badlands Brawlers fan. “As you know, the diorama that scores the highest marks will receive extra credit toward our upcoming final exam. I use the remainder of the class time to grade, and announce the winner shortly. Please return on the bell if you wish to receive those extra credits.”

The ‘bell’, unlike those rinky dinky little red bowl things they had in high school, was actually a proper bell tower, situated over the science building and able to be heard anywhere on campus. This was where Jane retreated to wait out his nerves, pacing around the semi-enclosed area and mulling over his chances. Fine, Tavish’s had been good. He was used to Tavish being good, the bastard, but Jane’s was better, and this time he was going to mop the floor with him.

“I am going to mop the floor with you!” he declared to the heavens.

“Not with that sad display you won’t.”

Jane jumped. A quiet moment of solitude foiled, besieged by his mortal enemy who’d somehow snuck up on him in order to lean cockily against the door to the stairs.

“My display was anything but sad.” Jane shook his fist. “It was joyous! Victorious! Other words that mean not sad!” When Tavish continued to smirk at him, he added, “plus, your idea is bad anyway.”

“Aye?” Tavish challenged. “How so?”

Dammit. Jane hadn’t thought this far. Replacing the oceans with whiskey really did seem foolproof...except…

“If there is no more water, then you can’t make other type of booze either!” he declared triumphantly.

Tavish jaw clenched. Ha! Good. Let him get angry for once.

He walked over and got right in Jane’s face. “Well what about you? How are you going to light off the fireworks underwater?”

“Oil, salt, and various temperature and pressure difference!” Jane didn’t like the other man in his space, and gave him a shove. They were always doing that to each other during practice, blocking and shoulder-checking harder than necessary, doing things that would certainly be penalties in an actual game.

“Who cares?” Tavish shoved him back. “No one’s going to see them anyway.”

Jane grabbed him by the front of the shirt and shouted, “the dolphins will! You would know that if YOU HAD BEEN PAYING ATTENTION.”

One, dangling, aggravating second stretched on, catching friction as they pressed noses and breathed heavy with the effort. Then they reacted simultaneously, lunging forward and attacking each other in mouth to mouth combat.

Jane growled furiously, trying to gain the upper hand, but Tavish was just as motivated not to let him get it. The pair of them sucked at each other’s faces, mastication muscles competing for this year’s WWE championship belt, crashing against the nearest half-wall surrounding the roof. A more wary observer might have worried about them careening over the edge, but Tavish and Jane had more pressing things on their minds. (And ‘more pressing’ was exactly how they were going to resolve it.) Just a whole mismatched ball of absolute frustration as they worked out several months of pent-up attraction.

Their combined rage might have carried them to hell and back, had the bell not struck 9am at that exact moment.

They both screamed, trying desperately to cover their ears as they hundred and fifty year old bell GONGED above them, rattling teeth inside skulls and causing tears to spring to their eyes.

“God! Why don’t they have a warning sign up? Bloody hell!” Tavish moaned, having found his way to the floor and using his beanie to futilely cover his head.

“What???” Jane, who already didn’t have a good ear at the best of times, worried briefly that he’d finally gone deaf.

“What?” Tavish asked. “I can’t hear a thing you’re saying.”

“What?”

This went on for several minutes, the two men lying on the floor of the bell tower.

When they finally staggered down to class, it was in a terribly haggard state, and new bruises around their mouths.

“Hello professor,” Tavish, the least winded of them, declared. “It’s alright, you can tell us which one was the winner now. We’ve worked out our differences, and determined to let the best man win.”

“The best man will be me, but yeah what he said!” Jane put in.

“If you’re going for flashy, maybe, but on sheer sustainability-”

“No one’s going to eat alcohol-based sushi, cyclops-”

“Enough,” the professor cut in. “Neither of you won the extra credit points.”

“What?” Tavish gaped. “But ours were the best out of anyone’s! How could we possibly lose?”

“The assignment,” she said in a clipped voice that spoke of years of dealing with the exact idiots that Teufort tended to attract, “was to create a physical display of algae chemical reactions at different levels of light and pressure as found in the oceanic zones. Not only did you not win, you have failed this project. Now, since I have a lecture in Hale Hall in fifteen minutes, I suggest you both move out of my way, otherwise you will not have the chance to recuperate those points on the final exam. Goodbye gentleman.”

She stripped the last of the grading notes off her desk, shoved them into a manila folder, and disappeared out the door.

Tavish and Jane watched her go. The minutes ticked by on the wall mounted analog clock, which probably could have told them the time just as well as the giant bell that had nearly deafened them.

“Hey,” Tavish said, elbowing Jane in the side. “I got to take Basic Intergluteal Numismatics next semester.”

“...Yeah? And?”

“Bet I can solve systematic inflation before you can.”

“Oh, you’re on son.”