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tfw-no-tennis · 4 years

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mtmte liveblog issue 28

catch me completely ignoring dark cybertron lmao

yeahhhh so I'm just gonna skip dark cybertron bc no thanks. I did read the tf wiki articles for the issues tho, which is more than I did in the past, so at least now I kinda know what happened, though I had to suffer thru reading about dark cybertron to learn stuff about it. yikes. reading ABOUT dark cybertron further enforced my decision to not actually read thru it

anyways. the best part of dark cybertron was when chromedome threw prowl off that cliff. that was baller lmfao

a 1 page recap of dark cybertron is about all I can handle. thank you

ooh, the 6 months later smash-cut, I fucking love itttt

nautica’s here!!!!!!!!!!! I'm so happy I love her. also brainstorm, and I love their friendship sm

hvbjdkhfbshdfj god I love them. they have such a fun dynamic

everyone eavesdropping on a therapy session vhbhdjkhafbhkjsdf. hipaa laws mean nothing as usual

the casual reveal of captain megatron, oh god

the title fucking slaps, as usual. this is one of my favorites - ‘world, shut your mouth.’ great stuff, and a song title/reference to boot! and this being part 1: towards peace...chefs kiss

and then we flash back to 6 months earlier...yknow now that I'm rereading this, mtmte has a LOT of framing devices used - there's story-within-a-story, flashback/flash-forwards, storytelling with narration, etc...I love it

god hbvhjakdfbshjkdf rodimus saying ‘magic’ and then the little *magic = science rodimus doesn't understand HBGKJHSDBFKHJSDF my idiot boy ily

rodimus roasting prowl is my fav hbfjdkafshsbjkf ‘maybe the knights can help us find a cure for your personality’ ily sm

and then prowl agreeing w/rodimus a few panels later about megatron’s guilt...

optimus...don't you think that making yourself chief of justice is...maybe a bad idea...like, maybe there's a conflict of interests here...just a little bit of bias...a bit too much history, perhaps...

the fact that all the big roles in the trial were given to high-ranking autobots who were heavily involved in the war...I see that cybertrons justice system is as much of a farce as their medical ethics and patient confidentiality laws

the ‘you BROKE the MATRIX’ panel is so good bjhkdhfbajskhdf

rodimus: LISTEN dad I just wanna resume my space cruise with my frat bro ship I have no interest in politics

psychiatrists HATE him! local former warlord refuses to recognize the validity of psychological analyzation of people’s actions

ravage casually breaking hipaa laws and chilling in megatron’s therapy session like >:3

I love rung...he’s so good at like, passive-aggressively cutting right to the heart of someone’s issues, and he’s so generally mild that you can’t even really get mad at him��

the sudden inclusion of megatron as a major character in mtmte is kinda jarring at first - mostly, for me at least, due in part because I didn't read dark cybertron so this is like, megatron’s introduction as a relevant character in general - but I feel like jro does a great job laying a lot of intrigue down from the very beginning w/his character - like, I already want to know more about what his whole deal is, even though we have, ostensibly, seen pretty much all of his story play out already

rung name-dropping froid...i remember that made me lose my shit bc cmon. FROID....jesus christ

rung and megatron: holy shit! we’re suddenly being drawn in a 90s-esque sci-fi tron-looking retro-futuristic style!

interesting that megatron sought rung out, and not the other way around

RIPTIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! my favorite sharkboy is HERE

CREWDITIONS...YES....

‘we’re not allowed to take anyone who might remind rodimus of prowl’ vhbhjdkshfbhaskfd brutal

I love nautica so so much. a perfect autistic scientist after my own heart

I adore that nautica brought chromia along for moral support

hgvbjdakhfbhsj and then swerve saying that rodimus hates ‘trisyllabic names’ and nautica is like....but....‘rodimus’.....

and then nightbeat busts in to get all bbc sherlock on they asses hgbfhjadkfbjaskdf

WHY was perceptor at the crewditions if he was already part of the crew lmao

ooof, and then we have megatron flipping out when chromedome, a mnemosurgeon, shows up

also damn the autobots were rlly like okay so we wanna speed this trial up so lets just like, probe megatrons brain, that seems completely ethical, especially when you consider the history of shadowplay and stuff that our previous government had

I know important stuff is happening but megatron is holding a CUBE and I love CUBES so I'm distracted by that. C U B E

and then right after a scene where we see chromedome willing to perform mnemosurgery again - despite rewind’s like, dying wish for him not to - we hear that he’s been locked up in his room rewatching rewinds goodbye message over and over again :( I'm fucking depressed

I love nightbeat, he’s so funny and kind of an asshole

and then you see more missing letters behind them next panel...clearly nightbeat is right and there’s a mystery afoot...OR somebody is fucking with the ship’s lettering as a prank, which is a plot point I would absolutely buy

yeahhhh skids is right, chromedome is clearly Not dealing

the dramatic graffiti on megatrons door...I wanna know who spray-painted ‘die’ everywhere like they're reaper overwatch

oh god. whirl vs megatron

really cool red lighting tho

GOD its so brutal, all the stuff megatron said about how he told the cons not to kill whirl...and doesn't that end up being false anyways? so he was just saying it to dig at whirl, which is awful

also I'm never over the fact that literally everyone - including megatron and whirl - blames whirl for ‘turning megatron violent,’ as if the entire Point isn't that whirl was a tool for a corrupt system, and if it wasn't whirl it would've just been someone else, and megatron turning away from pacifism was inevitable given the circumstances, AND also a choice on his part, so he really only has himself to blame for his OWN ACTIONS

bye bye whirls right arm, see you in lost light

‘people never stop changing’ that IS something I say all the time...damn you warlord grandpa! how can you steal my philosophies?!

ohhh man and then rewind’s goodbye message being different....oooh

AUGH the fact that whirl was basically trying to goad megatron into killing him, just like he did in issue 1 w/cyclonus...It Hurts Man

also I do love the hint at who he’s talking to w/whirl shooting megatron with the bow and arrow earlier, and we know that atomizer is a fan of those

ok, but here’s where my philosophy diverges - megatron talks about throwing away his past and starting new, but I think that you have to learn from and build on your past...either way, megatron’s arc is one that I enjoy greatly from a character writing standpoint, and I'm excited to get it underway, especially w/how controversial it is lmao

big ole double-page spread...I like how you can pick out individual characters in the background crowd, which is crazy cause that's a LOT of people. also how come cosmos is so HUGE

phewwww 4.6 billion cybertronians died in the war, that’s INSANE. that's like, an incomprehensibly huge number. is there an estimate for their current population? I bet its not a lot. no wonder jro leaned into reproductive themes so much in mtmte/ll - of course the continuation of your species would be a concern for many if your numbers have been that greatly reduced

optimus w/his fancy tyrest-lookin crown

oughdajbfsbdf and the fact that megatron ALSO murdered 100 BILLION non-cybertronians...bruh. I feel like they maybe should've dialed those numbers back a little to allow his ‘redemption arc’ to run a little smoother lmao. but also I admire the commitment either way

and then we end w/megatron doing captain stuff, and seeing The Coffin...and we never did see rodimus in any of the flash-forward parts of this issue, did we???? I love how concerning that is. where's my BOY

also of course we gotta remember the warning from way back at the beginning of mtmte: ‘don't open the coffin’....

and so begins mtmte s2! man I love s2. I love mtmte in general lmao. s2 takes on the impossible w/the whole ‘megatron redemption arc’ thing, and I know that’s like, a divisive plot point and stuff, but from a writing standpoint I enjoyed it a lot...I think it was pretty much as well done as it could've been given the enormity of the task, and I thought it was a really interesting direction for the story to go in

also espec if it’s true that hasbro was like ‘hey jro put megatron in your story and give him a redemption arc’ rather than jro like, planning/asking to do it

anyways. I doubt ill talk much abt the disc horse(tm) here bc this is just for fun and also my own personal opinions and whatever, but I for one am excited to reexperience this stuff

so yeah s2 off to a strong start with some wild shit already happening! cant wait to read more!

#lj rereads mtmte

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heckamech · 5 years

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fre ns.... BUDDIES........ hi

Here it is: Ham Time.

The Lost Light crew is big on movie night, we all know this. But when Jackie Chan and Spy Kids are no longer enough, it’s time for the squad to come together and make their Own Movie.

Presenting:

THE ZOMBONI: A LOST LIGHT PRODUCTION

A determined private investigator (Nightbeat) follows someone he suspects of being a zombie murderer onboard the cruise ship Lightanic. His suspicions are confirmed as passengers are discovered dead.

He teams up with the ship’s chief of security (Ultra Magnus), a helpful bartender (Swerve), a cheerful janitor (Rodimus), and an angry cowboy (Whirl) in order to find the culprit before it’s too late. But it soon becomes apparent that not everyone can be trusted.

CREDITS

Written by: Drift and Frend

Directed by: Drift and Frend

Special Effects: Brainstorm

Whirl Voiceover: Rung

Private Investigator: Nightbeat

Chief Security Officer: Ultra Magnus

Janitor: Rodimus

Cowboy: Whirl

Bartender: Swerve

Victim #1: Tailgate

Security Officer/Victim #2: Drift

Victim #3: Brainstorm

No: Cyclonus

REACTIONS

Movie nights can be pretty crazy. In this particular instance, you all are watching a Lost Light Original production. A lot of work has been put into making it, and it’s very exciting!

Rodimus: Kinda smug because he's the star. 10/10 Rodimus stars, would watch again.

Ultra Magnus: Sighs and fidgets uncomfortably in his seat because it's kind of a trainwreck and he has Regrets™.

Drift: He thinks it’s a great testament to how hardworking the Lost Light crew can be, but sighs when everyone laughs at what was supposed to be a serious scene. (He co-wrote the script, after all. It kinda hurts. Friend pats his hand.)

Whirl: Gets increasingly agitated because most of his lines were cut out and redubbed. You didn’t see them redubbing Nightbeat, did you? (This mostly being because Nightbeat actually stayed pretty close to the original plot and Whirl decidedly Did Not). Complains Very Loud. 1/10 stars. Let him speak, you cowards.

Swerve: Nonstop commentary and very loud laughter. This right here? Cinematic masterpiece and he Will recommend it to everyone, and he Will demand that it be played at all movie nights for the foreseeable future. Just look, he’s on TV! (probably makes a themed drink based off the movie as well. maybe even shirts!)

Nightbeat: outright refused to read the script and just did his own thing; he was gonna solve the mystery All By Himself. He points out plot holes (both in-character and as he sits watching the finished product).

Megatron: He just. Doesn't understand what the point of the movie is but he can't stop watching. what is this. the decepticons were never like this

Rung: He did the voiceover for Whirl when he went off-script, and is pleasantly surprised that his name is spelled right in the credits (courtesy of human buddy!). He's one of those people that stays for the credits.

Brainstorm: Proud of the special effects; he did very good. Good job, Brainstorm. (Did you see that explosion? Amazing! It wasn't part of the script, but still)

Tailgate: He’s having a lot of fun with watching. He played his role of Victim #1 very well, it's just so sad he cry. (And that moment where the movie cuts to Cyclonus saying “no”... what a mood)

Rewind: If you sit next to him, he'll quietly tell you behind-the-scenes facts every now and then.

Cyclonus: Perplexed and a little miffed because he had made it clear he wanted no part of the movie and he’s there for a scene anyway???

Getaway: Seems stoked about the whole thing, telling everyone what a great job they did, even if he's secretly salty they didn't invite him to be a part of the movie making process. Why not? He would've been a great lead.

7 THINGS YOU NEVER KNEW ABOUT ZOMBONI

Article by Max Well

- In the film, the masterfully executed plot twist is that the janitor (Rodimus) was the Zomboni all along. This was almost not the case, though, since cowboy actor Whirl’s adlibbing turned into a massive fingerpointing and scapegoating session (“Maybe we’re ALL the Zomboni! Maybe the Zomboni is the FRIENDS we made along the way, huh?!” to which Rodimus completely skipped over all the foreshadowing and retorted “SHUT UP WHIRL I’M THE ZOMBONI”) that would have ended in a real duel “cowboy style” if Magnus hadn’t broken character and intervened

- In a blink-and-you-miss-it shot of Tailgate dying in the hallway, there is a point where all of the garish fake energon he is covered in suddenly vanishes. This is because the real janitor of the Lost Light came and cleaned up the mess in the middle of the take, and it was removed in the final cut.

- Budding actor Cyclonus stole the show with his iconic one-liner in response to Tailgate’s death, “No.” When inquired about his inspiration for the emotionally-charged line, actor Cyclonus stated that he had never agreed to participate in the film’s production in the first place, and that it had just been his response to the question, “Do you want to be in our movie?” edited in without his consent.

- Actor Swerve was known for halting production mid-take to ask questions about his character’s motivations. (“So in the interest of believability, why am I running down this corridor again?” “Because you’re getting chased by a murderer? Is that incentive enough?” “Yes, but why this corridor?”)

- Observant viewers will notice that throughout the film, not a single informal slang word is used. This is because Ultra Magnus took it upon himself to proofread the script once it was complete and ensure that it was professional.

- Whirl’s character underwent the most growth from the film’s conception to release, going from “angry cowboy” to “tender and compassionate cowboy.” This change is owed to Rung dubbing over the original name calling and heckling with much kinder lines.

- Special effects coordinator Brainstorm doubled as one of the victims of the Zomboni - a kindly and ethical doctor who seems to know that the janitor may not be what he seems. All of his lines directed at Rodimus’ character - such as, “you’re looking a little under the weather, friend” - were ad-libbed, “just to add a little pizzazz.”

#transformers headcanons #tf headcanons #maccadam #mtmte rodimus #mtmte nightbeat #mtmte rung #mtmte tailgate #mtmte cyclonus #mtmte whirl #mtmte swerve #mtmte brainstorm #mtmte rewind #oh dear hello!#mtmte ultra magnus #mtmte drift #mtmte megatron

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sinkingwmyships · 4 years

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hEY BABY

im back at it again with

JJBA (VA) Purge AU (3)

yeeee this is the one abt the relationship scenarios ;)))

part 1 | part 2

i highly recommend checking out the previous parts first, if not this might be kinda hard to follow

between me and my 1.5 braincells we're trying really hard y'all so pls go easy on us show some support ;_;

OKAY

(oh yea a heads-up no ships are decided yet so treat all these relationship scenarios as hcs (yea imma make AUs inside an AU lmfao))

tw: (1 mention of) homophobia, referenced past abuse, bullying (??)

1. fugio

the first scenario that popped into my head is that Fugo and Giorno go to the same university (for some reason Gio's parents can afford to send him there, idk he probably got financial aid or sth, and then after he killed them (😳 awkwardddd) he's probably using their life insurance in fear of it running out). and Fugo doesn't really care for Gio bc he's a rich boye and he has his quality™️ elite friend circle so why bother himself w a nobody. but in reality all of Fugo's friends are either only on a social level (u know those ppl who you're friends w but u won't necessarily have deep convos w them or choose to hang out w them n stuff), or they're fake and only hang out w him bc of his wealth & status, or bc their rich parents are friends. plus (im referring to the anime backstory here), after the scandal w that professor who sexually harassed him, many ppl secretly hate him and talk shit abt him behind his back due to homophobia.

but anyway, Fugo's plotting against all those biches :) so where does Giorno come in? Gio, being this innocent poor boy who doesn't have a home to go back to, lives on dorm. and let's just say Fugo does too bc he doesn't have the best relationship w his demanding parents, so he was overjoyed when he finally talked them into letting him move from home into the dorms instead. (side note he prolly doesn't Purge his parents bc he needs their money.) so Gio and Fugo know of each other, but not acquaintances or anything.

and then

one day when Fugo's either

running into trouble with some authority figure at school again

just minding his own business and planning his Purge targets

Gio walks in on him, and he's either like

"omg Fugo r u ok do u need help what happened"

"omg Fugo idk what happened between u and ur targets but Purging ain't good, pls reconsider"

and Fugo, having the short-ass fuse that he does (plus probably having his pride wounded and just general mistrust of the ppl around him spurring him on):

"stfu u know nothing about me, but now you've seen this i guess it wouldn't hurt to kill you too"

"stfu u know nothing about me, ur probably one of those happy asshats that have no need for Purges, reconsider?? haha the only thing i'll reconsider is if i'll add u to my kill list" (bc if Gio reports him or sth, Fugo & his fam can get into trouble, since his targets are probably rich and/or influential ppl, but it isn't Purge time yet, so it can be considered malicious intent and/or attempted murder i guess, and so anyone who has any beef w the Fugo fam can bring them down) (i know nothing abt law don't come for me)

and then Gio is like "fuck dis shit im out" and he skrts tf out of there, but sadly Fugo ain't lying 😔 the day of the Purge comes, and Giorno was just trying to barricade himself inside his dorm room when suddenly, Fugo pulls an FBI OPEN UP and breaks inside using all his high-tech weaponry n stuff (i'll share my hcs for chara design later!!). Gio is freaking out so he jumps out the window into the streets, even risking going outside during Purge just so he can get away, but oh 🅱️oy is Fugo stressed tonight. and he literally hunts Gio down and almost kills him

uNTIL!!!¡!

2. abbacchio & giorno:

(SORRY I JUST LOVE DADBACCHIO & GIORSON SO MUCH)

Abbacchio is tasked w hunting down a certain rogue criminal, so he's la-di-da cruising thru Naples to get to Bucci's house, when suddenly this fucking kid comes running up to him with his hair and clothes all messed up and tears running down his face, and is like "pls help me sir i beg u i just need somewhere to hide pls i don't want to do this i don't want to die" and Abba's like "fuq??" but then he hears manic laughter and chainsaws revving and shit, and the kid sniveling all over his crisp™️ Purge suit looks like he can explode with fear at any moment (and plus Abba understands that nobody would ever run up to another person for help during Purge like this, unless it's really their last option), so he sighs, "fine. get behind me."

the kid drops to his knees and Abba can't help but think "aaahhhh fucking dead weight", but he said he'd help, so that's what he's gonna do. now ANOTHER kid rounds the corner but he barely looks sane, he seems almost possessed by something. *fighting ensues* but being a professional cop Abba knocks the kid out cold w a few swift moves, and when he drops to the ground that crazy expression finally leaves his face. he's already wasted too much time, so Abba turns to Kid 1 and is like "go back home brat and dont get into trouble again", but Kid 1 is still a trembling mess on the ground, and he says "i don't have any home to go back to."

subconscious Abba's like "well that's between you and god" but he knows he's basically this kid's god now (besides, there can't possibly be a god that would let things like Purges happen), so he's like, "fine. get in the car and DON'T get in my way" but THEN Kid 1 points to the passed-out demon child, "but we can't leave him here"

A: "he was gonna KILL you!!"

K1: "i know but he didn't mean it, he was just not thinking straight"

A: "Purges ain't where ppl think str8 kid, besides if he didn't really wanna Purge he wouldn't have geared himself up that well"

K1: “but he’s not a bad person. please, if we leave him out here in this state he’ll be killed for sure.”

at this point Abbacchio can't understand wtf Kid 1 is thinking, but for the first time in years he finds some of the humanity he was hoping to regain in Purge, so he's like "fine. haul him into the backseat. but you're sitting with him bc i got my shit in the front. and if he wakes up you're dealing w it this time. cool?"

Kid 1 nods, and surprisingly he has enough strength to shove Kid 2 into the backseat & get in after him. Abba is trying to decide what he wanna do w these kids, when his phone suddenly beeps, and in comes a new message from his superiors, "yo dawg u gotta hurry up and kill that Bucciarati guy, we'd better not catch u slacking" and he's like "yo Kid 1, can u fight?"

"uh, a bit. why?"

"well, that's what you're gonna do for me in return for my protection."

anywhooooo i imagine that later on, Fugo wakes up like "ugh wtf hello concussions????" and he sees Gio standing over him, and he snaps into defensive mode, sitting up and shoving Gio away and everything. but then he sees that Gio's hands are empty, save for maybe a bottle of water and a towel, and somehow Fugo's own wounds are all cleaned and bandaged, and he groans:

"dude, what the fuck are you doing? did i pass out? did you find help?"

G: "you got hit over the head pretty hard, don't move so suddenly."

F: "haha yea thanks i can feel that myself, anyway wtf were you doing?"

G: "uhhhhh... abbacchio patched you up but your face was really grimy so he told me to clean you up, and maybe give you some water?"

F: "no. i mean like what the fuck were you doing????? braincells hello?? kill me! i should be dead!!! is Purge over?? did the sirens go off before you can finish me?"

he suddenly notices how Gio just recoils and sits there with his eyes squeezed shut as Fugo shouts at him and flings his arms around. but he's seen how Gio defended himself against him, so he knows this guy can fight and is no stranger to Purges. this is the first mystery his 152 IQ has encountered in a long time, so Fugo reaches out to get Gio's attention, but then Gio jumps and slaps his hand away so hard Fugo feels his bruised brain jar. he pulls back immediately, holding his hands up, palms forward, finally kind of able to pierce together what's going on inside the blond's mind:

"sorry. wasn't gonna attack you. just... wasn't sure if you were listening to me, so i tried to get your attention."

"i was."

"okay. sorry." Fugo tries, but Gio is already standing up and leaving, glassy green eyes looking anywhere but at him. "wait! Gior— ugh??"

he almost faceplants the ground again. where's my stupid-ass helmet???? i need to be on balance mode stat. but then Fugo feels two arms helping him up, and he looks up to see Gio, frowning in distaste but still supporting him all the same. he feels bad for asking (as if he hasn't bothered this poor guy enough): "uh, so, what exactly happened while i was passed out?"

oh, honey...

a lot :)

BUT PLOT SPOILERS SO THIS ENDS HERE!!!!!! xD

ya know i might actually go w fugio after all :00 but if i do end up writing this, it will span over 12 hours / 1 Purge only, so even if there are ships they'll probably only be implied, instead of madly into each other by the end of everything :P

to be cont’d… 👀🔪 perhaps with other relationship hcs :0 or chara design?? who knows. suggestions?

feel free to drop any questions you have, or just scream to me in the cmts in general!! i’m happy to answer anything, from chara motives to backstory clarification, or anything else!! ik up to now these posts have just been walls of texts, so :’D thanks for reading thooooo 💖

part 4 | part 5

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jq37 · 5 years

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When you have time, can we get breakdowns for epusodes 3 and 4 of Bloodkeep? I'm going to be honest: I thought for sure that having a fight thousands of feet in the air was going to go about as well for Brennan as having a fight in an active volcano, but I was surprised

**spoilers for airship ambush**

I am not completely caught up on CR and I likely never will be because that backlog is truly stunning but I do know that Matt had a ship battle this season that one player (Taliesin I think) derailed completely. Now idk if that was before or after this was filmed but I have to imagine whichever one happened second had Matt flashing back to whichever one happened first.

I really appreciate all the work Brennan puts into all the unique mechanics for all of his fight, specifically the ship stuff in this ep.

Sohkbar putting the potion in a cone of beef like he has a dog and not a horrifying monster abomination.

Efink being like, "Why did we let Galfast live?" and everyone being like, "Your??? Dumbass???? Husband???????"

Are there ever gonna be siblings on D20 who don't want each other dead? Marcus can join Adaine in the, "My sibling can go straight to hell," corner. (Kristen’s brothers don’t count, they had like zero screen time).

"Ye shall pay for it."/"Aw come on." I love Mike.

Efink's spirit guardians are freaking Elven paparazzi.

Maggie being BFF's with John is my fave.

Sidenote, I really love how all of these guys reskinned their attacks to make them fit their aesthetic and the campaign more.

Everyone applauding the Lord of Shadows.

A Brennan soundboard: Hell Yeah! Incredible. Bud.

MONSTER BANK.

"Who wore it better? Tom Cruise or this Mystery Bird?"

Marcus being like, "Yeah, I come from a pirate city. We're basically all bad guys."

Lilith takes a cue from Marcus and works on recruiting a SECOND eagle. And she rolls a 26!

John throwing a pocket square at the other-other eagle.

"Don't do it Leiland! You have so much to live for."

I love it when a player rolls, nods approvingly, and then is like, "Right, that's a [terribly low roll]."

Leiland being the personification of that John Mulaney gif as he falls off the ship: You know those days when you're like, this might as well happen?

Did the card for Hellish Rebuke actually say, "Set someone on fire if they hurt you"? Because if I got a card that vague as a newbie PC I'd be like, "Well he emotionally hurt me. Does that count?"

Matt using his reaction just to yell, "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"

"Because you have spent a good couple of sessions establishing yourself as extremely materialistic, this object is a close personal friend of yours."

That is is one of my favorite DnD sentences ever.

"I WILL DIE BY YOUR HAND."

Efink rolled two, twos and I had Naddpod flashbacks. Shout out to the two crew!

The annoying thing about DnD is that you can just roll total garbage for an entire session. True randomness means that, sometimes, you just can't hit anything for a full 2 hours.

"Tokyo drifting your airship."

I've said this before but it's really a shame Matt doesn't get to play more. He's a great DM obviously, but he's such a stellar player too.

Wild Nat 20 from Leiland and then he tells LIlith to CUT THE CHAIN THAT’S KEEPING HIM FROM FALLING.

The Vingury showing up is one of my favorite things. Players being forced to face the direct consequences of their own RP actions is the best.

I think the lesson on D20 is Spirit Guardians are Good.

One-liner king Trapp purposely whiffs the easy one liner.

"There is a slim chance that all goblins in the Bloodkeep have a bomb in them. Just a slim chance."/"WHAT?"

"Did we put them there? Is that on us?"

What was Brennan on when he came up with that mechanic?

One of my other fave DnD things is having a lengthy, pointless conversation as a giant battle is happening.

lol, Efink is a cleric. I also forgot.

Poor Leiland being in the radius of her Turn Undead. Buddy.

"You're making doors! You're doing that which you hate."

Boss use of druidcraft by Lilith. I like it when people use mainly flavor spells for combat.

"You could dramatically go above decks and jump OR you can just walk through the giant hole belowdeck."

"WOT IS HAPPENING? DID SOMEONE CLOSE A DOOR ON THE SUN?"/"I thought you liked that. I'm so unclear."

Leiland is getting straight Roadrunner'd by Hamhead and it's wild. (I forgot that the players also made a Loony Tunes ref and they did it right as I was writing this line).

“Puddles of fire.”

Just waves upon waves of enemies this fight, huh? I think that’s a good DM move because it means you can gauge how it’s going and send out more or less depending on if you’re players are getting murdered or if they’re totally breezing through it.

And while we’re talking about the fight, I guess sometimes you womp the terrain and sometimes it womps you and this was a scenario 2. I also think Brennan might have been more prepared this time with like the rooting Ents and the sturdy dwarf and the waves of enemies.

The indignity of not only getting slayed by J'er'em'ih (or however you spell that) but specifically by his butt hands. Wild. You’d think Marcus would care more about not getting the killing blow but, actually, this is almost better because it’s not even a cool, noble, aesthetic pirate death.

Trapp: Lol. Wouldn't it be cute if it was like J'er'em'ih was flying the boat?

Brennan: No, he needs to do that. Roll.

HE ROLLS AN 18.

Everything Brennan says about J'er'em'ih is equal parts fascinating and horrifying.

"DON'T BACKSEAT DRIVE EFINK!"

Parachute J'er'em'ih is just so wild.

"Just barely better than J'er'em'ih at driving."

"Oh, you're negging me, I see."

I always forget that Leiland is floating everywhere like he's on a freaking hoverboard.

The running thing of Leiland being useful but no one being able to see it is so so good.

LOTR needed more parachuting. I mean, I assume. I've never seen LOTR.

"It seemed super metal at the time."/"As a religious choice, it makes sense but saying it's for cleanliness doesn't make any sense." These guys are so good at improv. So consistently dropping gold.

"How does physics work?" Mike Trapp asks, as if that's something that has a hard and fast answer in DnD.

"I will actively go prone to sit where I am and pout." What a whole-ass drama queen.

lol Amy finally found Brennan's limit.

Even though they didn't do it, I love how down Rekha was for the insane airship plan.

Lilith treating Leiland like her adult disaster child is my fave.

"Please push harder."

Leiland drops darkness and the Goblin rolls a nat 20 to blow up the ship. Is there a moment more encompassing of this dude's existence?

"I understand that everyone here wants to rob me of my joy." DM mood. (Matt: I genuinely feel you there [and I’m reminded of that CR ship battle.])

The last shot of everyone falling out of the sky is so nice.

"WHAT THE HECK BRENNAN!?"

Anyway, as I was finishing this up, I got an ask about the next ep which is a doozy and prob my fave of the season so far. I’ll answer it as soon as I have another block of free time!

#asks #a-salty-alto #bloodkeep #escape from the bloodkeep

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larryfanfiction · 6 years

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Star_Henderson @tommosgun

💚 We are timeless (WIP!) (64k)

“These are the ones I was telling you about.” Niall leant into Harry’s ear. “Write all their own stuff. Lead singer is a natural.”

Harry nodded, tilting his head to listen to the sweet rasp of the singer’s voice. The song started off soft and lilting, giving Harry shivers, the back of his neck prickling as the song picked up tempo. He loved it, bopping his head and tapping his foot. Niall nudged him, smiling and Harry gave him the thumbs up. Harry watched them, he couldn't quite see the singer because of a spotlight in his way, but as he moved a step, the light hit his face and Harry blinked. He gripped the chair arms and leaned forward. Was it him? Was it? His hair was longer, his face no longer soft and boyish, instead angular with heavyish scruff, but the eyes, that mouth, were still the same. A rush of adrenaline flooded his body, heat creeping up his spine. It had been over four and a half years since he’d last seen him. He slumped back into his chair. He’d never given up hope of finding Tommy. Never. Or

Louis and Harry meet as teenagers and have a sweet encounter in Ibiza. Years later they meet up again...

💚 Can I just be the same? (17k)

“Are you skint?” Louis studied his face. “I can give you the bloody bus fare home, Harry. You don't have to walk.” His voice was soft. Caring.

Harry stopped, his body tingling. Fuck. He shouldn’t have crossed the road. Keep walking. Always keep walking.

“I’m not skint, but thanks for the offer. There’s not many kind people like you around. You’re lovely, you know that?” Harry reached his hand out tentatively, cupping Louis’ elbow and squeezing. “Thank you.” His voice hitched a little.

He’d roamed the country for centuries, coming in and out of people’s lives, never able to forge bonds. Or, if he did, breaking them and suffering the pain of lost love. That was his life forever. Stuck in this limbo with not one other person in the whole world who cared about him. So the kindness of a stranger really hit home, and this stranger with the bluest eyes and brightest smile was making Harry feel alive again. Reminding him of what he was missing

OR Harry is a two hundred year old Vampire with no one in the whole world and Louis is the kind hearted stranger who comes into Harry's life bringing something that Harry had missed. Love. But Harry is forever running, can Louis be the one to change all that?

💚 King of wishful thinking (38k)

“Don't umm don't get on the bus, come inside.” Louis blurted the words out, speaking quickly.

Harry looked startled.

“Just. Look I don't know if I want..” Louis scrubbed his face with his hand. “I'll pay for your time. Just come in.”

Harry stepped away from the bus stop and the bus sailed straight past.

“What's umm what do you guys make these days?”

Harry shuffled his feet. “Depends. Like two hundred an hour.”

Louis hummed. “Reasonable.” He gestured towards the hotel. “Come up for a drink or some room service or something.”

Harry scraped the toe of his already scuffed boots on the floor. “You don't have to do this, I feel like… like you're a nice person who feels bad but it's fine. I get it. You don't have to make it up to me.”

Louis stared at Harry. It'd been so long since he'd even spoken to a guy let alone hung out with one. He'd enjoyed the banter and the flirting.

“Come up.” Louis’ voice was soft.

Harry’s face bloomed into a smile. “Ok.”

💚 Day 25: Are you mine? (4k)

And the thrill of the chase moves in mysterious ways So in case I'm mistaken I just wanna hear you say you got me baby Are you mine? Louis hands over the reins to Harry to organise a night away from the kids. Harry wants to watch Louis in action. Watch him dance, flirt, attract other men. But it's Harry who gets to take him home at the end of the night.

💚 Rise up like the sun (41k)

“I wasn't taking a sneaky pic.” Louis blurted out, the guy stood at one of the urinals taking a piss. “You were.” The guy answered coolly. “I would've taken a pic with you if you'd just asked.” “No I didn't want a pic with you.” The guy turned his head, quirking his eyebrow sardonically. “No you're far too cool for that, you just wanted to violate my privacy.” Louis squeezed his eyes shut. “I'm sorry. Look..” He walked towards the guy flicking his phone out. “Hey.” The guy hunched over, hiding his junk. “Oh no no, I wasn't gonna take a pic. Fuck.” Louis threw his hands up, stopping in his tracks. “Look I'm going to show you I'm deleting it.” Louis turned his phone and the pic disappeared. “You looked familiar, I was going to send it to my friend and ask who you were, I'm sorry, dick move.” Louis sighed, smiling apologetically. The guy zipped and walked to the basin. “So you invade my privacy then insult my level of fame by pretending to not know who I am.” The guy was turned away from Louis. “Look I'm...shit.” Louis inhaled noisily. The guy turned, a grin spread over his face. “I'm fucking with you.”

💚 Sail away with me (47k)

“It’s inhumane putting four blokes in one cabin.” Louis stripped off and climbed up into his top bunk. “And why did we get the smelliest twat on the whole ship and bore of the century?”

Harry shrugged. “We clearly pissed someone off along the way.”

Louis snorted softly. “Who do I have to bend over for to get us an upgrade?”

Harry barked out a laugh. “If only it were that simple.” He rolled his eyes wistfully at Louis.

“The only way I’m going to get a two berth is to throw Payno overboard and be next in line for the deputy cruise director's job.” Louis leaned up on one elbow to look over at Harry. “Would you help me weigh his body down so I don’t go to jail?”

“Only If I can share your cabin.” Harry shuffled about, tucking the duvet between his legs, sweeping his hair up into a bun and securing it in a band. “I’m not being an accessory to murder and then still having to share with them two, no fucking way.”

Louis and Harry are part of the entertainment team on board a luxury cruise liner. They hate sharing their four berth cabin with two other guys and would do anything to get a cabin of their own. One drunken night the solution was simple. They'd just get married...

💚 Looking down from the clouds (18k)

“He's funny and cute and hot and he's not like the other young VIP’s that we get, he's like…” Louis wafted his hand. “Kind and he seems genuine and he has these legs that go right up to his bum.” Anna sat watching Louis with her usual bemused smile. They had this conversation at least once a week. “So what are you going to do about it?” Anna asked for the hundredth time. Louis groaned loudly. “Nothing, as per usual. Just come and have a meltdown to you.” Anna pushed her chair back, filling both their cups from the coffee pot, handing Louis his and leaning in his desk. “What's the worst that can happen? He can only say no if you ask him out.” “Go-ddd you make it sound so simple. Excuse me, Mr wonderful, I'm crazy about you and can't stop talking about you, you're perfect to me so how about slumming it down to South Beach for a big dirty delicious empanada? No? You like napkins and real food with beautiful interesting people? Oh ok, yes of course you do.” Louis banged his head against the wall. Anna despaired of him. “Try,” she pushed. Or Louis is security officer at Miami airport and regularly has to escort Harry through. Will they ever go on that date?

💚 Soul wiped clean (91k)

The door to Harry's left opened and in walked a man, slight frame but managing to fill the room with his presence. Harry stood up and turned towards him.

“Boss.” The man nodded at Paul, his eyes whipping over to Harry. Harry’s lungs somehow lost every ounce of breath, like a suckerpunch to the gut, winded. The hairs on Harry's neck pricked with what he thought was fear. He held the back of the chair to steady himself, trying not to stagger, eventually remembering to breathe. Paul cleared his throat. “Tommo, this is Harry, the journo who is joining us. Harry, this is Louis Tomlinson.”

Can Louis, an ex convict with secrets and lies, keep hold of them when he has to share three weeks with a journalist. And does he want to?

💚 The light to guide me home (65k)

He was mesmerised by the guy on the bar. Laughing and singing along to the song, grinding and thrusting in time to the music, shaking his cocktail shaker.

“Relax, don’t do it when you wanna come . Relax, don’t do it, when you wanna suck do it, relax don’t do it, when you wanna come..”

Harry’s throat felt constricted, rooted to the spot.

“When you wanna come…”

He came to his senses and edged through the crowd, not taking his eyes from the guy, gyrating and tossing his shaker. He flipped it down to a girl behind the bar and concentrated on his moves, grabbing his crotch, throwing his head back, tongue out.

Harry could feel himself getting hard in his pants. It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen. The guy was standing on the same spot but stamping his feet, arms aloft, rolling his hips suggestively. He brought his head forward to the crowd and locked eyes with Harry. His jaw fell open, mouth slack, pupils blown.

Or the one where Harry and his friends hit Vegas for post Uni blow out, he meets a bar owner called Louis who rocks his world. Pure lust overtakes them both but it's more, it's just so much more than that..

💚 Can I lay by your side? (59k)

"Harry, tell me what you are going to do when you leave here."

“I’m going to drive to a hotel, drink some of that vodka, enough to give me dutch courage." Harry looks down at his feet, colour blooming in his cheeks. “I’m going to find a bar, find a man who wants to sleep with me, find some weed and lose myself for a few days.”

“Look, do you even know your way around Manchester, do you know anyone here?”

He shakes his head.

“So you are just going to pick up a random man and sleep with him?” Louis huffs out incredulously.

“There’s a first time for everything.”

Fate brings Louis to Harry. Alone, Harry's buying vodka in Louis' local shop. He takes him home, this beautiful stranger, giving him his undivided attention and the weekend of his life. Together they tick off Harry's 'to do' list and fall in love at the same time. Harry has secrets and despairingly, on Monday morning, he has to go back to his old life. Louis and Harry meet up six months later by accident in quite different circumstances.

💚 If this feeling flows both ways. (72k)

'You're a massive flirt Tommo, you were practically shagging on skype.' Zayn punches me playfully in the arm.

'Did you fucking see him? My god he is so my type. Thank god I chose that agency, he's hot, it will be great fun, can't wait.' I squint my eyes at him.

'You're actually doing this then yeah?'

'Yeah I am Zayn, I have been dreading turning up at that wedding alone. I can stop worrying now and just enjoy it. He seems cool, think we will hit it off and if he's used to this kind of thing then I'm sure he will be a true professional and ace his role.'

'Mmmh, I just worry Lou that all. Me and Liam, we just want you to be happy.'

'I know love, I know and I'm sure Prince Charming is just around the corner.' I eye roll at him. 'But until then, I'll act it out with a hot dude.' ~ Or the one where Louis hires an escort to go as his boyfriend to Lottie's wedding and to affirm his sexuality at several work engagements. Louis is very rich and very successful, Harry is an escort, hired to attend to your every need. From the Sony winter ball in Vegas to the Grammys. From Malibu to Miami, the Bahamas to London, follow the journey of Louis the songwriter and Harry the male escort.

💚 We will find a way (54k)

Shag, Marry, throw over a cliff...

'Ok, Kate Upton, Emma Watson, Nicole Scherzinger?'

'Aww shit, ummm Ohhh this is hard Haz, umm ahhhh shag Emma, marry Nicole, chuck Kate over a cliff.'

'You'd chuck KATE UPTON over a cliff, whats the matter with you?'

'I know I know but that was impossible.'

'Hmmmm, ok come on hit me with my 3.'

'Ok ok I'm thinking ummm gay men gay men ermmmmmm.'

'Louis..'

'Mmm?'

'They don't have to be gay, you can hit me up with straight men too, I have an imagination.'

Cheeky grin.

'Ok Becks, ummmm Chris Hemsworth and ermmmmm me.'

'Ok well this is easy, I'd shag Hemsworth, marry Becks and you'd be head first over that fucking cliff.'

Or alternatively... Harry Styles, fresh out of Uni, his first job is assistant tour manager to 17 Black, join them on their tour of European Summer music festivals. Temptation takes over and Harry and Louis become a thing, but can Louis handle this thing? He's not even into guys so why is he in Harry's bed?

Some angst, lots of fluff and sex and music.

#as #oct2018 #star_henderson #tommosgun #starhenderson #2018

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saltylikecrait · 6 years

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The Rescue - Finn/Rey

For this week’s @finnreyfridays - a adventure oneshot for you all.

This one is a little long and can also be read on AO3 here.

Maybe it wasn’t the best plan, and Finn would admit it probably wasn’t, but Rey was being held captive by the First Order and while the Resistance assured him that she was a top priority, he just needed to her to be safe.

You could say his panicked mind wasn’t thinking logically; it reminded him a little like how he was feeling and thinking back on Starkiller when he volunteered for the Resistance with a promise to destroy the weapon, only that his real intention was to get Rey out. That mission turned out fine in the end, other than the fact he returned with one less companion and with a lightsaber slash down his back and in a coma. Starkiller had been destroyed, at least, though it brought some of the Resistance to revere Finn as a hero even though he didn't think he deserved the title. Had he thought the mission would be a failure – and a lot had gone wrong – Finn would have found Rey and convince her to abandon ship with him. He did not think she would protest too much after all she went through and she seemed so exhausted after she returned from finding Luke Skywalker.

She told no one for weeks about the detour she made to the Supremacy before she arrived on Crait, least of all, Finn. While he knew Leia seemed to know in her own mysterious way of the gist of what happened and why Rey returned with a broken lightsaber, Finn couldn’t help but feel disappointed in her. She didn’t exactly lie to him, but omitting the details could count as a lie.

Eventually, she fessed up, once the entire Resistance was given alarm over the fact that the First Order announced a bounty on her, their propaganda calling her a murderer for killing their beloved Supreme Leader.

And yet, though he was disappointed in her, Finn couldn’t not care about her. After she revealed to him why she went to Kylo Ren in the first place, Finn realized her ill-fated plan had been a desperate ploy to save the Resistance and end the war quickly. She didn’t really seem keen on being the last Jedi (if she could call herself that) and there were days where Finn saw a look in her eyes that reminded him of his own hesitance to join the Resistance. And a part of him still wanted to offer her a way out, an escape.

So, here he was, going on another risky (unauthorized) mission to rescue her from the clutches of the First Order.

The flight suit didn’t fit him the way he hoped. He wasn’t sure who exactly it belonged to, but it was just a little tight in places he wished it wasn’t. But he looked the part of pilot and he hoped that as long as he looked like he belonged in the hangar and kept the helmet on, no one would recognize him. Poe, at least, was off-world on a mission along with the rest of Black Squadron, so that was one hurdle he didn’t have to face.

One problem was that the starfighters used by the Resistance only had room for one pilot and Finn cringed at the thought of him and Rey sharing a cramped space for hours. Someone would have to sit on someone’s lap and not in a romantic kind of way.

And he also needed a droid to assist him in flying. He knew the basics and passed his flight sims, but Finn was almost a complete newbie to piloting anything that wasn’t a land craft. That crossed out the A-wings, leaving him with the choice of a B-wing and an X-wing.

Right, droid first.

He looked around the hangar for any astromech that might help him. The droids on the base were unusually keen to be helpful and were enthusiastic about it. Finn wondered if it had to do with their treatment; many of the sentients in the Resistance treated the droids with respect, some even thought of them as friends. In the First Order, a friendship like the one Poe and BB-8 shared was unheard of.

Spotting a red and blue BB unit check over the X-wings left in the hangar, Finn approached them first.

“Hey there,” he began.

The droid beeped a greeting. Finn wasn’t fluent in binary yet, but he was having full, if very simple conversations with droids when needed. From the mannerisms of this droid, Finn concluded she had feminine programming.

“What’s your name?” he asked.

The droid replied.

“Ceebee-twenty-three? All right. I was wondering if you could help me? I’m supposed to go on a mission, but I haven’t been assigned a partner yet and I’m looking for someone to fly with me.”

The droid questioned him what the mission would entail.

“Not much,” Finn tried to assure her. “I need help with flying, but I have the basics down. Just doing reconnaissance is all.”

CB-23 did not seem interested in the idea. Finn could not follow her beeps, but she seemed to take being assigned to newbies as a personal offense.

“This might be harder than I thought,” he said to himself. “Maybe I should have asked Poe to introduce me to a droid earlier…”

At the mention of Poe’s name, CB-23 danced around excitedly on her base. She seemed to be interested in the mission now, wondering if Poe was the one to send Finn out.

He got the idea to play along. “Yeah, Poe assigned me on this. So what do you think?”

CB-23 agreed to help right away.

He didn’t tell CB-23 the whole plan because he did not want her to panic and either send her own communications to the Resistance or force them to turn around.

See, the plan was to get captured by the Finalizer, specifically. Or if they were somehow lucky to evade capture... sneak on board somehow. The Resistance had at least gathered enough intel to know now that the Supremacy had fallen, the Star Destroyer had become the preferred residency of the Supreme Leader. And they also knew where it currently was since the First Order didn’t feel the need to hide anymore. Finn felt it was a stroke of luck that Kylo Ren selected Finn’s old stomping grounds to house himself and that also meant it was likely that Rey was there too.

Finn steered the X-wing around the area, baiting the First Order to come after him. By the look of it, CB-23 was nervous, but she hadn’t quite caught on to what he was doing yet.

"Just a little longer, Ceebee,” he promised. “We’re gonna go a little farther and then turn around.” He hoped it wouldn’t come to that but for the time being, Finn would have to stall and come up with good excuses to keep the astromech from becoming weary of him.

Finally, turning past a large, single asteroid in their field of vision, Finn saw a Star Destroyer emerged from the darkness.

CB-23 was panicking now, but there was no telltale sign of a tractor beam. It was almost as if the First Order hadn’t noticed them yet, which was too fortunate.

“Calm down,” he hushed her. “But we’re gonna have to get on that Star Destroyer. Think you can help me land near one of the airlocks?”

The droid was hesitant, but she relented and assisted him in lowering the X-wing to attach to the asteroid to get close without being detected. As it passed by the Star Destroyer, Finn took his chance to cruise up to doors of what would be a small hangar. CB-23 hacked the panel to let them inside to a private hangar that was, to their luck again, empty.

“OK Ceebee,” he began. “This is for an officer’s shuttle. Either a droid will come in and find the X-wing, or a shuttle will try to land here.” He glanced around for something to hide her in, like a trash bin he used with BB-8 on the Supremacy. There was a discarded square top to a larger cleaning droid off to the side, and he picked it up and inspected it.

“This should do,” he said, and he looked around with a frown. “I’m gonna cover you with this, but Ceebee, if anyone shows up, I want you to make your way to the main hangar. We’ll find you there, I promise.”

The droid beeped her anger and demanded him to tell her who we meant.

“Not enough time,” he explained. “But this is my real mission.”

Then he ran out of the hangar and peeked around the corner as he came to the first corridor. He glanced down at his orange flight suit and reminded himself that continuing to wear this would make him stick out like a sore thumb. “Right,” he muttered to himself. “Gotta look for spare uniforms. There should be a supply of them around here…” He tried to remember the layout of the Finalizer, but even he had not come to this side of the Star Destroyer often.

But there should be a room… yes! Here! He opened the door quickly and quietly and, after peeking in to make sure everything was clear, he entered the room and shut the door behind him.

It wasn’t ideal to him, but getting back into stormtrooper armor would be the best way for him to get around. After discarding the flight suit in the laundry bin and hoping none of the droids would pay much attention to the new load, Finn checked each helmet he could find until he came across one that still had a call sign loaded on.

CB-2301

Well, CB might get a kick out of that, if she had a sense of humor. The call sign told him this was a helmet of an older trooper and Finn needed to make sure he played the part well.

He walked down the corridors at a pace that didn’t seem too fast as to make others notice him, but also was sure to not walk too slow to look like he was loitering. He kept his ears open for anything that might tip him off to where Rey was and hoped he had not made a mistake to come here.

“Prisoner duty?” he heard one of the ‘troopers ask another carrying a tray of food.

The other one sighed. “Special guest of the Supreme Leader’s.”

“The murderer?”

“Yeah, her. Hate bringing her meals. She makes the door rattle with her mind just to mess with me.”

“Once the Supreme Leader deals with her, there will be no Jedi left. Just remember that as she is, she’s no threat to you.”

“I keep telling myself that every day. But the way she glares at me…”

Realizing right away who they were talking to, Finn tailed the stormtrooper with the tray. Careful not to be seen and to follow behind the ‘trooper far enough to not lose him and to not make himself known, Finn found himself staring out a corridor to a heavily guarded cell.

This must be it, then.

The ‘trooper went inside and the door shut behind him quickly. Finn cursed under his breath because now he would have to come up with a spectacular plan to get inside.

He waited for another four hours for his chance, but he took the time gathering as much intel as he could without making it obvious that he wasn't supposed to be there. Knowing there would be one more meal Rey would be given that day, his best chance to get into the cell was to be the one to bring it to her. It made him feel guilty to attack the stormtrooper bringing in the meals, but he had no choice.

“Sorry,” he said as he dragged the unconscious ‘trooper into the nearest supply closet and grabbed the meal that fell off the tray and on to the floor. Luckily, it was only a bottle of water and a wrapped protein bar.

He approached the cell. “Meal for the prisoner,” he told the guards.

One of them looked him up and down. “What happened to FN-1890?”

Finn shrugged. “Dunno,” he said. “I was asked to take over tonight.” He held the tray out to prove his point.

They let him in without question.

He sat the tray down on the nearby metal table that reminded him too much of an exam bench and glanced around the room. In the center, Rey was strapped into an interrogation chair. It appeared some guards might have beaten her recently, judging by the fresh blood streaks down the side of her face. It reminded him a little like how he found Poe all that time ago.

She looked like she was asleep, and Finn knew his time was short before a guard would come in wondering what was up.

“Rey?” he whispered.

Her eyes opened, looking a little bloodshot. “Finn?” she mumbled.

He removed the helmet. “We’re getting out of here. Are you hurt?”

“Think they drugged me,” she slurred. Almost to prove her point, her head wobbled to the side.

Well, that wasn’t good.

“Can you still use the Force?”

She nodded. “Think so. Don’t know where my lightsaber is.”

“We have at. They left it in your A-wing.” It seemed a little careless that the First Order dragged Rey off her starfighter and left her lightsaber behind, but Leia had wondered if her son was toying with them. They made it easy for the Resistance to find the abandoned A-wing drifting in space with a message inside. The holo was just taunts by Kylo, sneering at his mother for her hope in the future of the New Republic and to brag that Rey, their greatest asset, was in their captivity.

Finn hit the switch to free her, and she stumbled to the floor as he ran over to catch her. Her legs wobbled.

“OK, my legs feel like jelly, but we’re gonna have to do this. I think Kylo’s patience with me is running thin.”

“You're on a public execution schedule,” Finn informed her. Rey’s face turned sour.

“Right, yeah, let’s go.”

Finn put his helmet on and walked back to the door. “On my signal, you’re gonna have to Force-push the guards or something. Think you can do that?”

She nodded. “I can.”

He opened the door and casually strolled outside. Once slightly away from the guards, he discreetly held his hand behind his back and motioned for her to follow him.

Stumbling out, Rey pushed at the guards with the Force, sending the four of them flying against the wall. A few more guards coming down the hall spotted them.

“Stop her!” Finn heard one of them shout.

There were several blaster bolts flying in their direction, but Rey, using the abilities she already picked up in her research, manipulated the blasts at an angle to the walls of the corridors, leaving smoking and scorched holes in their wake. But she missed one bolt and Finn had to jump out of the way.

They needed to make their escape quick, and he prayed to the Force or any deity out there that the X-wing had not yet been discovered. As he wandered the corridors for those hours, he heard no one discussing anything out of the ordinary and he expected that the entire base would have been called for a lock-down if that had happened. That probably meant Kylo was not on the Finalizer at the moment, for Finn would be hard-pressed to think that he would get in and out so easily if he were on board.

He made sure Rey didn’t fall too far behind. She was a lot more aware than she acted like in the cell, but she was far from her normal self. Every once in a while, she glanced around their surroundings confused until Finn gently grabbed her arm and helped her maneuver to the hangar.

“This way,” he told her and counted his lucky stars again that the X-wing was still there. “Ceebee, load up," he hissed to the droid still under the container.

“An X-wing?” Rey lifted her brow as she hit a button on a nearby console to open up the hangar doors.

“Only thing I got. Sorry. It’s gonna be a tight squeeze.”

“I’ll say.” She looked like she was about to fall asleep standing up again.

“You wanna fly or-”

“I feel like I’m drunk, Finn. No drinking and flying, right?”

While Finn got himself into the cockpit first, helping Rey try to shimmy in, he grinned. “Well, drunk or not, you still might be a better pilot than me.” He looked over at the droid loading up into the astromech slot. “Ceebee? All set?”

The droid rushed a confirmation.

“OK, let’s go.” Finn, with the help of Rey, hit the controls to get the starfighter up and running. Engines ready, he looked to his right viewport to see a group of heavy-artillery ‘troopers rushing in.

Rey saw this too, now seeming to be more awake than ever. “Punch it!” she shouted to the droid, taking the controls for herself.

The X-wing rumbled as it almost blasted out of the hangar, sending shockwaves through the cockpit as Finn hit the back of his seat with Rey’s tangled hair getting into his face.

Rey didn’t ease up on the controls until they were safely out of harm’s way and hit lightspeed. “No TIEs,” she sighed with relief. “Good.” She patted the console. “Thanks… Ceebee?” she raised her voice.

The droid beeped her frustration about the whole matter.

“Must not have had enough notice to catch up to us,” Finn mused over the lack of attack once they got out of the hangar.

She nodded. “Can you fly now?” she slurred. “Tired.”

“Of course.” He smiled, wrapping his arms around her to reach the controls. “We’ll be back to base in a couple of hours.”

There was no other sound from Rey as she slumped up against him, her back to his chest. No sound except a loud snore.

#finnrey #finnreyfridays #my stuff

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blakegallo · 6 years

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Is this shade about Kevin's love life? Please say yes because I cant believe bitches out here acting like Joaquin gonna show up and save Kevin from Moose.

at this point i’m not ruling joaquin showing up. if clifford had a long lost twin i’m not going to say that joaquin doesn’t have a brother named juan or jose or jeremiah or some other shit that could show up. riverdale loves to pull from soap operas for their plotlines. so far nothing has been too crazy for this show?

my real issue is this retroactive thinking that kevin/joaquin had this really epic love story? that was based on any kind of like… communication?

but i think that my issue is i fundementally view kevin keller differently than the rest of the fandom? kevin is a fucking slut. like. even before the season 2 scene with him cruising in fox forest season 1 established him as a person that enjoys casual sex. and good for him. i’m all for conventionally attractive white boys out here living their best lives on television.

that said, let’s go back to kev + joaquin. the first night they meet kev only approaches joaquin because joaquin is giving him them “you dtf” eyes… like. that’s it. let’s continue with season one, casey isn’t a series regular so he doesn’t have a lot of play. after 1.04 the next big kev + joaquin scene is at jug’s birthday in 1.10, where again they’re seen making out and kev asking about hooking up. in this episode we also see that fp told joaquin to use kev to keep tabs on where tom was with the investigation.

all of that is fine, all of this development is perfectly normal for this kind of murder mystery plot. i don’t take any issue with this storytelling. like it is what it is.

after this though in the next two episodes we see that kev is upset that joaquin was using him. it blows up and kev + the core four use this revelation to get joaquin to tell him what he knows about jason’s death and that eventually leads to joaquin leaving riverdale. so of the twelve episodes of season one that joaquin was around in, their relationship was not a large focus of either of their storylines, the bulk of their time spent together was them kissing and when they weren’t kissing joaquin was using kev. and kev + joaquin were obviously never given the time to develop anything past this, and in the two subsequent seasons when joaquin has made an appearance we never get to see him and kev work through what was obviously an issue for kevin.

i will also take this time to say that joaquin as a character has never been serviced by the plot. this isn’t the first time i’ve talked about any of this, and ever time i have i’ve said that joaquin desantos was ras favorite plot device. he was only ever inserted into the plot when it was convenient to the narrative.

we literally know nothing about jaoquin desantos other than he’s a southside serpent…. correct me if i’m wrong, but like, dude was never a character.

now let’s talk about kev + moose. yes, they started off highly sexual. and you know what if moose flashed his horse dick at me in the winter formal bathroom i would have taken his ass to sweet water river too? the fuck???

again we don’t really know much about moose other than he’s a closeted bisexual football player? so like, you could argue he’s a plot device too, i’m not gonna stop you from doing that.

i’m also not going to say that you shouldn’t be upset that ras decided to fridge midge to make this ship happen. and i’m not going to sit here as someone that loves moose + kevin that that was a good idea or plan. because obviously it wasn’t? like it doesn’t take a genius to see that.

but this thing where people hold midge dying against moose and vilifying him because he’s with kevin now? like stop. midge dying is in no way moose’s fault, and given the fact that the last time midge was in danger he acted like a human shield and took all of the bullets like… maybe let’s stop acting like moose didn’t care about midge and has only ever wanted to fuck kevin? i’m not arguing that moose was faithful bc we know he wasn’t, but i think that the canon evidence of moose caring about her is there. and yeah he might have cared but that doesn’t mean he was a good boyfriend and if midge were still around i would want her to leave him and be with someone that was y’know actually a good boyfriend? but we don’t get to live in that world and so what we have is a dead midge that deserved better, and now that she is dead i think that soem people upset that moose would move on is so wild? the writing on this show is terrible, but that aside it’s not really your place to tell someone how long they should be grieving for the death of their partner?

even if moose were the most faithful and he wasn’t trying to fuck kev or make out with cheryl, it’s not your place to tell someone that they should still be broken up over the death of their girlfriend? i feel like that’s stepping over a line a little and just reeks of entitlement? you don’t have to agree with moose moving on, but to hold the fact that he has moved on against him is wild?

we’ve known that moose and midge were dating literally since the pilot. i’m pretty sure kev name drops midge when he’s talking to veronica that first day at lunch.

and i don’t say any of this to justify moose as a cheater. like. pass.

but moose being a cheater is literally just part of his of character at this point. like he was full on making out with cheryl at jug’s birthday party so excuse me if the cheater is equal opportunity. he’s not surprising anyone?

all of that brings us to where we are currently. where i’m still here for kev + moose because i’ve been with them since the pilot and their journey to getting together has been a hot ass mess… but you know the gays on this show are all in that boat? only archie seems to get to have really nice and and lowkey carefully crafted love interests. grundy + farm lady aside.

my issue with all of the lgbt characters that riverdale has introduces is fundementally the same though, none of them seem to ever get to have a storyline that isn’t solely about their significant other. yes, the core four have had their share of relationship drama, but they also get moments that the other five don’t?

neither one of these relationships started in a good place and only one of them has ever been given the opportunity to talk. kev + moose had the hospital scene [ which is hands down my fave thing that riverdale has ever done ] and the diner w/ midge. none of these characters have ever really been made central enough to the main plot [ again kev + joaquin were loosely important to the finale of season 1, but eh… ] let alone important enough to the writers to be given the development that they need. so comparing the ships to me really is apples and oranges because neither was given a solid foundation and even though kev + moose is “flourishing” is it tho?

it really does do a disservice to both ships in my opinion to keep trying to compare them and act as though one of them is superior?

at the end of the day people can ship whatever they want to ship and support what they want to support. but like, you’re not any better than someone who ships the other?????

but also leave my trash son moose alone. he’s already been shot repeatedly he doesn’t need you dragging him for being trash.

#riverdale #moose mason #kevin keller #answered #monte does life #this feels like i rambled on for way too long #and i'm not really interested in discussion #feel free to start one if you want #probably will respond because i'm that bitch #anonymous

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daggerandrose · 7 years

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I’ve been seeing so many posts about Larry Author Appreciation Day so I decided to take part in it too! I tried to rec some fics that people might not have read already. I’m all for learning about new fics--mainly because I read fics literally all the time. Enjoy!

Howls Like a Beast (You Flower, You Feast), 16k, by @indiaalphawhiskey

France, 1754. Château de Versailles.

“You don’t love me,” Louis had said, utterly blasé as he callously fractured the heart of a Harry that was just barely eighteen.

“I do,” Harry had insisted pleadingly, green eyes already watering.

Louis had rolled his eyes, exasperated and flippant in the way only beautiful, young boys could be when faced with the affections of a baby prince. He had run his finger down Harry’s cheek then, had forced him to look into his eyes as he delivered the final blow.

“You’ll change your mind once you’ve seen more of the world,” Louis had teased, pressing a brutally delicate kiss onto Harry’s lovely, pure cheek. “Once you’ve been properly defiled.” He had whispered filthily, delighted by the gasp he heard, the frantic pink blush that had rested high on Harry’s cheeks, the power he had felt at knowing he could make the Crown Prince squirm.

We’ll Be Seamless, 52k, by @dinosaursmate

Green reblogged an old photo of himself. It was from back in October, a Halloween special. A pulse shot all the way through Louis because this photo was his absolute favourite, and it had taken the rest of the year for him to wean himself off of it.

Green was on his knees, arms stretched out in front of him with his fingertips digging into the surface of his bed. He was wearing a pair of cat ears on his head, his curls falling forward. His back was arched, and in the foreground of the picture, Green’s bum was high in the air, a long, black cat tail sitting neatly between his cheeks. --- Louis spends all his spare time scrolling arty nude blogs on Tumblr but amongst them all, Green is his favourite.

Staring Across the Room, 26k, by @allwaswell16

Harry Styles has a great life. He’s a children’s librarian at the New York Public Library, he’s got wonderful friends, and he loves cooking, green tea, yoga, and his collection of bow ties. He doesn’t mind that his life seems a little structured, maybe even a little boring. But when Louis Tomlinson joins the library staff as the new Installation Coordinator, things become a lot less predictable. Louis gets under his skin right from the start, bossing Harry around, making noise during story time, and eating the last cupcake in the staff lounge. Louis may be almost offensively attractive, but Harry will not be succumbing to Louis Tomlinson’s charms, even if the rest of the library staff have.

Can’t Fool Me, 30k, by @lads-laddylads

“I hate frats,” Louis repeats for what feels like the millionth time.

“Yes, I’ve heard, once or twice or every day for the past three years,” Liam says. His careful tone reminds Louis of how his mom always sounds when one of his siblings is on the brink of a tantrum.

Louis glances speculatively at Liam’s frat brothers, who are still huddled together and chatting, with the exception of the one who’s looking in Louis’ direction. Maybe Louis shouldn’t rule out a tantrum. While making a scene wouldn’t actually free him from fraternity nonsense in the future, it would at least be entertaining.

AU where Louis hates fraternities and would never be into a frat boy. And one of these things is definitely not a lie.

My Heart Lies With You, 31k, by @iamasphodelknox

“What did you hit me on the head for?” Louis said. He tried to frown, but it hurt too much. Plus it was hard to frown at someone taking care of him so tenderly. “I didn’t hit you on the head,” Harry said calmly, moving from Louis’s forehead to remove some bandages on his arm. “My friend Niall, the God of Death, hit you on the head.” “Well, why did Niall hit me on the head?” Louis asked. He noticed his lips hurt too, and felt a small gash on them. His arms were covered in scratches and cuts, and as he moved to sit up, he winced at a pain coming from his waist. “What the hell happened to me?” Harry sighed. “Niall… can get a bit… excited.” “Was he excited about hitting me on the head?” “No!” Harry said. “Niall just got away with himself.” “Does he do that often? Get away with himself, I mean?” Louis asked wryly. “Only when an idea gets stuck in his head that he can’t get out.”

For being the God of Death, Niall has a habit of acting on ideas without thinking them through. It's probably why Harry ends up with an unexpected but entirely welcome visitor in his bed the day after a Mount Olympus party.

It’s a Better Place (Since You Came Along), 51k, by @phd-mama

When Harry Styles, a mid-level talent, Finder, and small business owner, sets off on the vacation of a lifetime with his best friend, Niall Horan, he has no idea the changes his life will undergo over the next nine days. He's got it all planned - there's going to be shore excursions, lounging by the pool on the deck of the luxurious cruise ship, not to mention margaritas. What he does not plan for are the new friends, new bonds, or the mystery from his past that comes back to haunt him, and he certainly hasn't planned for Louis.

When You Look Like That, 16k, by @hrrytomlinson

“You… you still have the dress form I got you for your eighteenth birthday? You've kept it for ten years, Harry?” Louis’ eyes flick around Harry’s studio. It’s big and modern, with floor to ceiling windows that help flood the room in bright sunlight, just like the lobby. However, he can't stop staring at the faded, but present, heart surrounding the “H + L” written delicately in Louis’ handwriting in the center of the mannequin.

Louis is a songwriter who is nominated for a Grammy and he needs a suit. Fast. He seeks out help from a very popular, very mysterious designer who just so happens to be his ex-boyfriend.

Far Afield, 11k by @becomeawendybird

Harry Styles is a witch who owns the best flower shop in Manchester. Lottie Tomlinson is planning her wedding, and brings her brother along to her first appointment. Both men have been having a bad day and sparks fly.

pray for some sweet simplicity, 237k, by @emperorstyles

Louis is the only omega to ever make it in the cut-throat world of competitive motorcycle racing—that is, he would be if anyone actually knew about his identity. Now, his sights are set towards competing in—and winning—the European Grand Prix, the biggest and most difficult race of the entire year, so he can disappear underground for good. He’s close enough, too, until an alpha sports journalist is assigned to follow Louis’s every move as he prepares for the event of his career.

Or, an AU where motorcycle racing is the biggest sport in a heavily divided world, Louis is trying to take control of his own destiny, and Harry is in for more than he bargained for.

Ain’t My Fault, 6k, by @afirethatcannotdie

“Liam, M4M is for sex! You posted in a sex forum about your missing jacket.”

“It is not for sex!”

“It is. Trust me.”

“Well, if it helps me find my jacket then I don’t really see why it matters. Besides, someone already texted me about it. This Styles guy’s coming over in a bit to get it.”

“You invited the avocado man to come get his jacket at our flat after posting on a sex forum. Do you see where this is going?”

“I really don’t.”

“Someone is going to have to have sex with the avocado man!” Louis screeches, and Liam covers his ears.

AU. Liam posts an ad on the wrong section of Craigslist, Louis is pretty sure they’re gonna get murdered as a result, and Harry’s missing an avocado.

#all of these fics are amazing and I love them #come talk fic with me!#fic rec #mine #28th appreciation

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hotcocosharing · 7 years

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Lose To Win Chapter 22: Can You Handle It?

Title: Lose To Win Chapter 22 Fandom: Kiss By The Baddest Bidder & Her Love In The Force Rated: Drama, Thriller, Angst, Fluff, Smut, Mystery? MPD’s OC: Mika HIJIKATA KBTBB’s OC: Mia SAKATA Characters: Goto, Kaga, Shuichi, Eisuke, Soryu, Mamoru, Baba, Ota

Summary: Soryu, Mika & Kaga had threesome, (click here to read) then one headed back to Eisuke while the other followed his target.Unpleasant surprises keep coming their ways till blood is spilled. Soryu’s shot and Kaga left him to bleed (to death, sort of). Now Eisuke watches his friend being operated by a total stranger in the middle of the VIP suite, this trip is not going well for them? Are they losing before the game has even begun?

Tagging: adrienneloves so you’d know what happens to Soryu and Mika. silver-red-rose & hifftn who’ve always been here for me :’( Thank you! I know this series is taking forever and if you’ve missed my feeds or simply want to know what happens next, let me know and I’ll tag you. Background: Mika went to the Tres Spades Hotel under Eisuke’s request. (Order) and led to seeing her ex- Hyogo Kaga. With Jin Namba’s persuasion, Eisuke agrees to work with Public Safety, going on an eight days cruise trip with Kaga, Goto and Mika. What kind of mystery and danger await? You have no idea!

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★ Chapter 1: The Reunion Chapter 2: RSVP Chapter 3: Recharge Chapter 4: Welcome Back Chapter 5: Decision Of A Lifetime Chapter 6: Our Story Chapter 7: Stress Release Chapter 8: Play Thing Chapter 9: What The Three Words Mean Chapter 10: A Real Man Chapter 11: The CEO Chapter 12: Boarding Chapter 13: What Did You Wish For? Chapter 14: Don’t Tease Me Chapter 15: One Hell Of A Night Chapter 16: Feeling Lucky? Chapter 17: Left In The Past Chapter 18: Poker Face Chapter 19: To Victory Chapter 20: Wish Comes True Chapter 21: Last Apology

Chapter 22: Can You Handle It?

“He’s alive, isn’t he?” Kaga’s appearance isn’t exactly welcome at this moment but his comment just makes it worse.

“You piece of shit!!! You left him there to die!”

All you could see is red, the blood of Soryu Oh and the rage boiling inside. You are beyond furious, shaking with fury, betrayal, and disbelief. Like being smashed by a fifty-foot high wave, unprepared. You couldn’t have seen it coming, Kaga is reckless, sure but he’s not that ruthless. Not when it comes to human lives.

“So he’s alive then.”

“Oh my god, are you even hearing yourself?”

“No, are you hearing yourself? I WAS DOING MY GOD DAMN JOB!”

“Is that what you tell yourself when you leave him there to bleed to death!?”

“Fuck sake! He was fine when I left! And he’s still breathing, isn’t he?”

You raise your hand and slap Hyogo Kaga across the face as hard as you could. A large red hand-print is now evident on his cheek, the two of you stare at each other. No one else in the room at all bothers to say another word, let out a snort or even hint what they have been thinking once Soryu has finished the surgery. Luke had returned to the suite in time and joined Mariana so Eisuke was relieved that his best friend wasn’t going to die in the middle of high sea. The blood transfusion had weakened you slightly but not nearly enough to get over your disappointment.

“What is wrong with you?”

“What is wrong with you! You’ve gone soft! If his life could save the rest of the people on this ship, I would personally end it without a blink of an eye!”

Your hand raises again, Kaga grabs and twists it a little, his voice booms through the spacious suite.

“It’s not my problem that you two fucked or the air head is in love with you. Don’t blame this on me! I’m a public safety officer, who the hell are you!?”

Kaga’s POV

Today is one of those shitty days I particularly hate, total bust at work, man down and the ex-fiancée who I’ve recently reconciled with now wishes me dead. To top it off, I see a man waiting outside my room with an angry expression on his face.

“What the hell were you thinking?”

It’s a relief that Mr. Hijikata couldn’t raise his voice, I honestly don’t think I’d take another meltdown without punching someone in the face.

“Your action could have killed my client’s child!” I am about to swipe my key card and continue this unwanted conversation inside but the door swings open and Soryu’s puppy glares at us.

“Get lost! You are not welcome here!” Throwing my bags out the door, the young mobster quickly shuts it to our faces.

Eiji san looks sympathetic for a second before his stern expressions returns. “I’ve warned you how dangerous they are, stop jeopardizing cases and people lives. Kaga, you are not a hero. Stay away from my client.” As if things couldn’t get any worse, I pull out a pack of cigarette to only find it empty. “Oh fucking great!” “Here.” I turn to see the lazy detective offering me the one thing I crave most, “I take it that you have no place to stay? If you ain’t gonna complain about sleeping on the couch then this way.”

Kishi hasn’t said much once I’m in his suite, not that I’m in any mood to talk. “Well, keep this pack and help yourself with the mini bar. I’m gonna head back, I’d lay low if I were ya, kid. You ain’t exactly popular right now and I seriously don’t wanna deal with an actual dead body just yet.”

With a firm pat on my shoulder, he lets out a loud yawn and leaves. The headache of Namba nagging is not comparable to my rage that’s on the edge of erupting. Whoever is responsible has a hell lot to pay and they’ll be sorry for ever crossing me.

The room is filled with dead silence after Kaga has stormed out of the suite and you choose to cool down by the balcony before calling Jin.

Goto has already filled him in but you’re not happy with how the mission has gone, truth be told, no one is.

“Keeping him out of trouble was one of your missions.” Jin says bluntly, “If we get caught up in the rights and wrongs, we lose track of the real issue.”

“The real issue is he investigates alone without sharing important information and almost causes a team member’s life!” You try to hold onto your temper, this isn’t Jin or anyone’s fault but Kaga’s.

However, Jin’s gentle reminder backfires. “We are public safety, it’s not up to us to question morality.“

"I am in the MPD!”

Silence.

Is he frowning? Scratching his chin likes he always does while searching for answers? “You were one of our best Mika, one of us. I remember who you were and what you’re capable of but do you? Or running away for the past few years have completely changed you?”

“You’re fighting desperately not to realize that I’m right, you don’t want to see it. This isn’t about Kaga or who the shooter is, you have made things personal.” He goes on quickly, “I wouldn’t put you on the mission if I don’t think you’d handle it.”

”You are upset, I get that and if you can’t do it, fine, withdraw from the case now or else do your job. So can you handle it or not, Mika?“

Damn him, Jin is right. You don’t want to think, the thought of losing Soryu Oh for good has terrified you. Working in homicide isn’t pretty but you don’t go to work every day worrying if any of your partners are going to make it or convince yourself that it’s alright because that’s what they sign up for. As much as you love preventing crime, it takes tremendous sacrifice to be a Public Safety Officer. Facing dead bodies and catching murderers by day with occasional one night stands by night leads a much easier life.

But Jin’s right, he often is. You’ve been running away for years and yet fate has put you back on spot, facing your fear, pushing your limits and perhaps this really is your true calling whether you like it or not.

Eisuke’s World

Meanwhile back in Eisuke’s suite, the next phase of the party is about to begin. Mia sees a black envelope in Eisuke’s hand and peeks from his side.

{ If choosing to accept this invitation by signing below you agree to the trade of your most precious belongings for a confirmed seat at our next exclusive event- THE AUCTION. This debt will be collected at our convenience. }

An icy hot shudder runs down Mia’s spine and she’d feel the blood draining from her pale face, her breath stops short with her heart stutters a wild, frantic convulsion in her chest.

Just how far is this going and when will it stop? She couldn’t stomach another surgery on the cruise or see anymore dying body, especially when one could be Eisuke so easily.

She wouldn’t be able to live without him, he is her whole world so there’s only one thing left to do. She is going to stop him from going to the auction, putting an end to this nonsense before the mission costs her the love of her life.

NOTES: Is it time for Eisuke to lose? We shall see, got smut coming so I personally look forward to that ;)

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