#id never be able to finish it otherwise ;-;

[rig-a-rendal]

Are you also gonna be reviewing the 97 special? I wouldn’t blame you for just sticking to the 60s things this project sounds monstrous enough as it is but also I would looove to hear your take on it

not in this project no but maybe in the future? I think there's potentially a lot there.

[animalsalvationassociation]

[ DO NOT REPOST, ALL ART & CONCEPTS WERE MADE BY ME ]

Illustration Time: 8hrs 17min

I suppose it’s official now, the Octonauts and their friends are going to be answering questions from now on. I may pop in every now and then but hopefully I can get the ball rolling and get into their heads for once! (That sounds creepy)

Notes:

I put the ID together because I thought it would be funny if he made up a name for his military license because “Pirates don’t have last names”. With Dashi’s help, Kwazii Gilbert will never see the light of day again and Kwazii Navarro is definitely getting a new ID issued.

I had at least three people who asked me this question so I gave in. I spent literally all day on this. I am so tired, but at least I have YT. I’m so glad to have finished this because this was my final day off for work this week and I was NOT gonna have time to do anything else.

I suppose this is also a farewell post to Netflix Octonauts, I gave in and bought the dvd sets because I’m tired of dealing with Netflix. I know I’m weak I’m sorry.

A special thanks to @what-is-my-aesthetic and her new Octonauts video. Because otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to actually finish this post, I would’ve given in a few hours ago. I’ve been following AthenaP for a while now and dang does she know how to make me laugh! Go check her out and give all of her videos love, she puts so much time and effort into making her videos definitely one of my very fav creators!!!

@thekwazii

[ This is a Octonauts AU, in no way is this canon to the OG storyline. ]

[seokmthw]

happy birthday, idiot | kim gyuvin

⇢ pairing: gyuvin x reader

⇢ warnings: fluff, kinda enemies to lovers?, mutual crushes

⇢ word count: 668

⇢ note: happy birthday to this silly boy, and thank you to the lovely @zerobaselove for this idea. wishing gyuvin nothing but the best on his special day today <3

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you sighed, glancing down at the slice of cake in your hand, it’s stupid blue icing and piped white border causing you to rethink your entire decision of even purchasing it – all he did was pester you and make it impossible to get anything done at work. you couldn’t stand him, really, so what possessed you to even consider buying him a piece of cake for his birthday, let alone spend your hard earned money on it? you weren’t entirely sure, yet there you were with it anyway. 

shaking your head, you exited the elevator upon it’s ‘ding!’ and onto the floor of your office, your bag slightly slipping off of your shoulder and your grip on the cake plate weakening almost too much. thankfully, you were able to save it, aggressively adjusting your bag with a heave of your breath. it was all his fault your lunch break ended terribly and you were now almost 15 minutes late returning to your shift. 

you quickly scanned your id badge and entered into the bustling office, many people standing in their friend groups and fully wrapping up their lunches. thank god your supervisor was lenient, you thought to yourself as you shuffled over to your desk, plopping down the piece of cake on his before you fully sat down. you pretended not to see the confused expression painted across his face, and instead logged back into your computer to finish up a report that was due by the end of the day. 

“oh y/n~” there his voice was, in it’s annoying, sing-song tone, “you remembered?”

“pft, no. i just stole it,” you retorted, rolling your eyes at his antics. you knew this was going to happen and you knew you had that report to get done, so why on earth would you enable him? you were still searching for the answer and couldn’t come up with anything in your head, so you decided to simply press your lips into a line and zone in on your work.

a quiet chuckle erupted past his lips as he popped the plastic covering off of the container, rather loudly at that, and dug into his cake. he remained quiet, and for a brief moment you thought you were out of the woods, but this was kim gyuvin and he never understood the definition of silence. especially around you.

“i can’t believe you got me a gift,” he mused, annoyingly licking his fork clean after every single bite of the cake he took, “and in my favorite color!”

you shifted your eyes in his direction, suppressing a loud laugh at the look of the way the blue icing was staining his entire mouth. maybe this was a good idea, especially considering he had a meeting he needed to attend within the next half an hour. finally, you told him, “don’t get too ahead of yourself.”

“this cake says otherwise!” he exclaimed, a smug grin tugging at the corners of his mouth, eyes dead set on you to better gauge your reaction in an attempt to prove himself right. 

you huffed quietly, this time being the one with the mischievous grin, “yeah yeah, whatever. you have icing all over your face, idiot, might want to get that cleaned up before your meeting.”

gyuvin’s eyes grew as wide as saucers in bewilderment, his fingers hurriedly swiping on his phone to open up his camera and see the damage for himself. his jaw fell slack in shock, his expression a mixture of many different emotions, “damn it, y/n, why would you do this to me?”

“nobody ever said you had to eat it now.”

“i’ll get you back for this, mark my words,” he fired. sure, gyuvin was annoying, and sure getting back at him after all of the grief he’s put you through was satisfying, but instead of retaliating back a second time, you just let him have the last word. 

besides, it was his birthday, maybe you could cut him some slack.

[gettinshiggywithit]

!Highschool AU chuuya x reader whose best friend lied to them!

pairing:- chuuya x gn!reader

scenario:- chuuya comforts his s/o when they find out their best friend lied to them.

genre:-comfort/fluff

type:- oneshot A/N:- Hi hi!this is just a vent piece mostly but i hope its perhaps a little relatable? im tryna put some stuff out while i write the requests i have! so this is a few weeks old~

It was the day before your business studies exam and you’d scheduled a study session at your house with your best guy friend turned boyfriend;chuuya nakahara

(Also i hc him havin the subject combo of business studies,economics and physics)

Buddy was ready to get down to business! He’d bought along some of your favorite drinks and snacks and after saying hi to your parents,who absolutely adored him, he headed to your room.

He knocked on your door and was met with sniffles.

This set off sirens in his head but he thought he knew what the root cause of this could be.

He slowly opens to door and sets the snacks,drinks, and his notes down before joining you at your spot on the floor.

He wordlessly wraps you in a hug which startles you for a second before you realize its him.

But once you do,you pull him closer and it makes you cry just a little harder,your cries muffled by his hoodie.

He slowly begins to rub your back in an attempt to calm you down while whispers sweet nothings in your ear.

Once you calm down enough you look up at him and exhale.

“Sorry...”

“Nope. Dont be...now,you wanna talk about it?”

He always knew how to respond and it was honestly always such a relief.

You knew he’d never offer to help if he didnt want to and when he did he always meant it.(and he’d make a little mental note to be there for you no matter what,because you’d always done the same for him)

But once you nodded and opened your mouth to speak,the reasoning behind your current state wasn’t at all what he’d imagined.

“F/N lied...”

*insert confused gingi boi*

You noticed his look of confusion and began your explanation.

To be quite frank,Your best friend,whom youd known since elementary, had lied to you and it all seemed to be over a boy.

Chuuya was honestly dumbstruck.this was the girl who’d been there for you even before he knew you,

and she also happened to be the one who’d introduced the two of you...

And what was even stranger was how this seemed to uncharacteristic of her...she wasnt the type to go after boys and had always been focused on her studies.and the thing that kinda pissed chuuya off was that the boy in question wasn’t even that great a guy.he was a nice enough kid sure,but he wasn’t great...and certainly nowhere near her standard...

After you finished your explanation you looked to him for his verdict before saying your final statement,

“...and im not sure if im overreacting or not because sure its just a small thing but the fact is that she lied when id have been okay if she just told me the truth...i dont know Chuu....this all just hurts i guess...and this plus the paper tomorrow has me so fucking drained!”

You groaned in frustration and he saw this as his opening to step in.

“Okay first of all,it’s kinda messed up that she did that but have you tried talking to her?”

“No...I thought id just talk to her after exams were over,otherwise who knows maybe she’ll say the reason she got a B or a C was cos I started shit...”

“Okay yeah fair...but do you see yourself being friends with her after this? Especially if her justification is as shitty as what she did?”

“I dont know...the thing is she means so much to me...i trusted her and this is what she did??? I know ill never be able to trust her ag- actually who am I kidding im gonna trust her again and get hurt all over again....i dont know what to do ‘Yaya”

He nodded thoughtfully at that,the gears in his head turning as he tried to come up with the perfect solution.

He know you valued honesty and loyalty above all,it was one of the things you had in common and also one of the things that had made you as close as you were,so he knew this wouldnt be easy.because truthfully even he wouldnt have been able to deal with this and woulda probably turned to you for help...

“Okay then,try to focus on the exam,as best you can and talk to her after? I know its gonna hurt like a bitch but just try?”

“And ill be here okay?,” he said taking your hand in his, “no matter what.”

“Thanks chuuya...Youre probably the best thing that came from my friendship with her.” You said with a soft half-smile.

“Likewise.” He said returning the gesture.

You then looked back to the notes sprawled all around you.

“Fuxk...business tomorrow..”

“Mhmm...wanna start?”

“Dont really have a choice,” you wiped your tears and blew your nose on a tissue before saying, “lets do this!”

“Attagirl!” He said giving you a fist bump.

You studied well into the night and he stayed at your place.

And the next morning,you set off to the exam center hand in hand,giving eachother a single good luck kiss before making your way to your seats.

All rights reserved © 2023 gettinshiggywithit . Please do not repost, modify or claim as yours.

[gayf1hoe]

Part 1

As I sit down with my bowl of cereal I begin to open my laptop and see an abundance of emails that I have ignored over the course of the past few weeks, because I've been having a full media and work detox.

As the emails load I see the latest email is from Gunther so I decide I best not ignore it otherwise if I ignore it like I did when I first joined the team he will give me a lecture about how rude it is to ignore emails. Opening it I scan it with my eyes whilst spooning my cereal into my mouth. I read that Gunther has called for a meeting for today which isn't much of a surprise given it's only a few weeks until pre-season testing and I don't even know who my teammate is. After last season I need a good teammate. Nikita was a great person but a terrible teammate. It was like Haas had only one driver driving for them because he spent half of his time spinning off the track or going into the wall so this year I need a teammate who will be able to score points alongside me.

I continue scrolling through the emails and curse myself for putting myself in this position, when people say F1 drivers just drive a car they are so wrong. They should try keeping up with all the emails and brand deals we have to do.

I finish my breakfast and quickly jump in the shower and dig out an outfit from my draws that are more than due a clear out but that's very far down on my very long to do list that never seems to be fully complete.

I double check I have everything before shutting the door to my apartment and heading to the factory where the meeting is, thankfully it isn't far away as when I joined Haas I bought an apartment close to the factory and moved.

As I approach the entrance I am handed my ID pass and make my way to Guenther's office. The building has become like a second home to me, in fact I have probably spent more time here in the past 2 years than I have at home, it's full of loads of Haas memorabilia such as the burnt Halo that saved Grosejans life, or the chassis of previous cars. Unfortunately the trophy cabinet isn't as grand or as full as Red Bull's or Ferrari's but it still displays the team's short history.

Eventually after greeting everyone who I haven't seen for a few months I reach the door of Gunther's office and confidently knock and wait for a response from within, it doesn't take long for him to say "come in".

Whilst he is my team principal he is also like a father figure to me and I would be lying if I said I didn't miss his dry humour and constant use of profane langauge over the course of the break.

I take a seat opposite him and see that there is another chair next to me so I assume someone else will be joining us shortly. We take a brief moment to catch up after the break and we discuss what we did and he asks if my swearing is under control yet. As last year every team radio and interview I almost certainly used a swear word, although I don't think he has much room to talk.

I could tell how stressed he was last year having Nikita crashing his car every 5 seconds, Dimitry threatening to pull out the Uralkali sponsor and having 2 rookies on his team was never going to be easy but I don't think he envisaged it being that hard, last year Haas managed to get 112 points all of which came from me so by the end of the year I was very burnt out and spent the entire break doing absolutely nothing.

The conversation bounces back and forth until there is a knock on the door causing silence to hit the room, Gunther goes over to the door and greets who ever is there but I can't see or hear who it is until Gunther moves out the way and motions to the chair, causing me to stand up and prepare to shake the person's hand what I didn't expect was to see that my new teammate was Carlos Sainz.

I knew Carlos was out of a seat this year, with much controversy behind it. I just never would have expected him to come to Haas, it's not that I'm unhappy with the team choosing him but he's going from one of the top teams to a team that is struggling to stay in the fight to be a midfielder.

Another reason I'm stood in silence is because well, Carlos is gorgeous there is no denying that and his natural charm makes him irresistible. I'm snapped out of my thoughts by Gunther repeatedly saying my name until I turn my head towards him and he then motions with his head for me to shake his hand. I shake his hand, make eye contact with him and say hello.

We both take a seat and Gunther walks around to his side of the desk, it kind of feels like you've been called to the Principal's office, even if you know you have done nothing wrong there is always nerves in your stomach.

"So Y/N if you can't tell by now Carlos is your new teammate" Gunther says in his typical blunt tone that makes me smile.

"Yes I had gathered that much Gunther"

We spend ages talking about media and contracts but it's more focused on informing Carlos on how the team works and what the expectations are although I can only assume they are a lot lower compared to Ferrari.

We are doing pre-season testing and revealing the livery in 2 weeks time so there are a lot of things to sort out in a short period of time. But after the meeting Gunther lets us go to lunch and it provides me and Carlos with an opportunity to get to know each other. before we go into the simulator for practice.

The lunch hall is quite full as the preparations for the next season are very much in full swing and with MoneyGram being the new sponsor there is a lot to change, I wish I could say I will miss having Nikita as a teammate but his father and Uralkali made my first season and absolute nightmare constantly accusing me of having a different or better car to Mazepin, I can't even begin count how many times my car was inspected by the FIA last year.

We collect our food and head to a quiet conference room as the dining hall is flooded by engineers, designers and loads of other staff that makes it barely possible to actually hear anyone. We eventually reach a quiet conference room and place our lunch down at the table before sitting down. For the initial 10 minutes we are just sat in silence before I'm the one to ask the first question.

"So why Haas, you must have been pretty desperate for that F1 seat? I say trying to break the silence with some humour.

"No, I wanted a team that would challenge me and I thought you would make a great teammate" as he finishes his sentence I have to look down because I can feel my cheeks blushing bright red like I've just seen my high-school crush.

He has great charisma, humour and looks and he is an extremely talented driver, the polar opposite to my previous teammate so I am elated at the fact he is my team mate although I'm sure my attraction to him will at some point cause a predicament that will arouse drama for us and the team. I can't help but admire him from the opposing side of the table, I probably look obsessed right now - but maybe that's an accurate description.

Throughout lunch we get to know each other more and more. He speaks about what it was like to have Charles as a teammate and I speak about what it was like to have Nikita as a teammate and I think I win at having the more Interesting stories.

But no sooner than lunch had started we have to go and do testing in the simulator which is an all too common thing in preparing for the season however I have never been a fan of simulators I don't feel they give the proper experience and plus 20 to 30 years ago there was no such thing as simulator testing and the drivers managed just as well. Me and Carlos go to separate rooms for the simulator tests and after we have to get our seats moulded so we don't see eachother until about 5 PM when we are allowed to go back home.

Unlike Carlos I live near the factory however he still lives in Spain so he's renting a hotel room. When we meet in the lobby I suggest we go for dinner at a nearby restaurant I know well and he agrees. We both head to my Audi and take a seat, "nice car" he compliments as he buckles his seat belt. We begin driving and in typical England fashion it starts to rain and the sound of rain pelting against the metal is a sound that feels the air of silence. But eventually Carlos sparks a conversation between us that is more personal and detached from racing.

"So do you have a partner?" He asks "nope, painfully single and probably will be forever" I reply further questioning "What about you?".

"Same, still single" he replies, "but sure someone with your good looks would be able to find someone" I instantly regret saying that it sounds like I'm hitting on him and he can clearly tell that I'm embarrassed.

"No need to feel shy, I am very honoured that you think I'm good-looking" whilst his response calms me, I still can't help but feel a little embarrassed still.

Shortly after making a fool of myself we pull into the parking bay of the restaurant and step out into the rain. We hastily rush into the restaurant taking refuge from the rain and are guided to our table by the waiter I know very well.

We are sitting down at the table and the waiter comes by again, "Now Y/N will it be the usual" he says whilst placing his hand on my shoulder, Carlos quickly averts his attention away from us and back to the menu after he's finished taking our orders Carlos comments on his behaviour.

"He's very touchy don't you think, maybe he likes you"

I laugh at his comment, "please I know his mother and he's so not my type"

"Well what is your type?" He presses on.

"The complete opposite of him" I state trying to give as little away as possible.

"Anyway, what's your type?" I ask, trying to deflect.

"Well I don't have a specific type I'm open to all kinds of people" He answers and as he finishes our food comes out putting an abrupt end to that conversation.

Over the course of dinner we talk about the plans for the forthcoming weeks and what the reaction is going to be like when everyone finds out that he's going to be driving for Haas. I can't lie, I can't wait to see the out roar of disappointment when they find out Carlos Sainz, one of the best drivers on the grid is in a Haas. I bet it's an image some can't even begin to imagine.

After dinner I drive Carlos back to his hotel which isn't too far from the restaurant and as I am about to drive off he invites me in.

"Hey, do you want to come in for a glass of wine?" He asks whilst undoing his seat belt.

"I can't, I'm driving" I say.

"Well you can just stay the night", I think about it momentarily and agree to come in. I quickly park the car and walk into the hotel with Carlos.

When we reach his room he quickly digs around in his pocket and pulls out his key card and opens the door. His room is more grand and well decorated than my own apartment and it's fixtures are more extravagant than anything I had ever seen.

Carlos walks over to the mini bar and pours two glasses of red wine and hands me one as I'm walking over to take a seat. I take a moment to admire the rest of the room, and wonder where Haas found the money in the budget for such a nice hotel.

We continue talking about our F1 careers and whilst mine is only 2 seasons old his is much more interesting than mine. We also talk about our personal lives, friends, family, relationships, hobbies and soon one glass of wine turns into a whole bottle.

Whilst I'm not drunk I'm certainly a little tipsy and probably not in the right mind frame to drive or walk home so I decide to take Carlos' offer of staying the night so I quickly get changed into some shorts and a t- shirt Carlos had given me and climb into the bed. Yes it's a little weird sharing the bed with my new team mate but I have known Carlos since last year so I guess it's not that bad.

A little after I had gotten into the bed Carlos comes out of the bathroom and gets into the bed next to me and turns the TV on.

"What do you want to watch?" He asks.

"I don't mind," I respond.

Shortly after he picks a TV show I drift off to sleep and don't really remember much.

Waking up in the morning I feel a headache and a slight hangover sweep over me. I hadn't had a single alcoholic drink since the last race of the season so it hit me pretty hard.

With my eyes feeling extremely sensitive the slight slither of light that bypasses the blinds peirces into my eyes causing me to let out an audible groan that causes Carlos to wake up.

"Are you ok?" He asks.

"Aside from a banging headache I should be fine" I say, pulling myself out of the bed and walking over to his table where there is a pair of sunglasses and putting them on to reduce the strain on my eyes.

I walk into the bathroom and have a shower all whilst keeping the sunglasses on my headache only seems to intensify as time passes.

I get changed in the bedroom whilst Carlos has a shower and we have to be at the factory in less than an hour so I only manage to have an apple and a glass of water for my breakfast and due to my headache I can't drive, so I entrust Carlos with my most expensive possession and pray he doesn't have an accident, but as he is an ex Ferrari driver I have faith in his competence and driving ability.

Although Carlos is a good driver I don't think he understands the speed limit is a limit and not a target and I'm sure when I go home there will be a speeding ticket in the post. However we do arrive much earlier than expected so I guess that's a positive. As we walk into the factory the smell of automotive oil is a smell that doesn't help my hangover at all.

We are left standing around for about 5 minutes before the head of Technical Engineering arrives and tells us what we are doing today, not before he questions me.

"Y/N is there a reason why you are wearing sunglasses indoors when it is winter?".

"I've got a little headache" I reply but he already knows.

"As long as your hangover doesn't impact your performance today I will look past it" he says unlocking the doors to the simulators.

Today is the day that Haas will announce that Carlos is joining the team and we have been informed we are filming a short video which will cause many people to have the shock of their lives.

3 hours of my day is spent in the simulator running through every single setting the car has and the different types of balance settings the car has. It's quite boring but it's also important.

The media manager comes by and pulls me and Carlos out to film the video and we have to do so many retakes because we can't stop laughing and I keep on saying "Uralkali Haas" instead of "MoneyGram Haas" but the final result doesn't show how many times we had to go through it.

"Hi guys my name is Y/N L/N, and I'm Carlos Sainz and we are the drivers for MoneyGram Haas F1 Team"

The team are then going to take that speech and make a promo using photos of me and Carlos in the sim and in our race suits and by 2 PM the video is out and the Internet is going wild especially the other drivers who had no idea Carlos was going to Haas.

I get a text message from George who knows about my slight crush on Carlos and says:

"Don't get too carried away" I laugh at his message and Carlos asks what I'm laughing at but I just say it's a meme, and technically I'm not lying because I am talking to the most meme-able man ever.

Over the course of the next hour the media is going absolutely berserk. They never saw this coming and quite frankly I can't blame them because I didn't either and I don't think Gunther expected Carlos to actually say yes.

Mid way through scrolling through the comments Carlos comes over and says, "I'm going out for dinner tonight with Lando, George and Alex and they told me to tell you that you are also invited" I thank him for telling me and I get back to doing some admin tasks to pass time and clear things off my extensive to-do list.

As the day progresses my hangover eases off and I manage to cope without wearing sunglasses and I vow to myself that I'm not going to drink for a few weeks, but these self promises never seem to stick.

I'm sitting in one of the conference rooms meticulously reading through emails, rules and regulation changes, and other miscellaneous things like sponsorship information. It's all quite banal and mundane but I'm in a great flow and manage to read most of the stuff that I had been tasked with so it should make Gunther and the management team very happy, last year I didn't really make an effort and didn't fully comprehend all the rules and may have accidentally touched Zhou's Rear wing in parc ferme and it was a costly mistake that resulted in me being shouted at by Gunther like a school child.

I decide that I have read enough for one day so I decide to collect my belongings and head down to the reception area to wait for Carlos. He is taking a while so I begin to pace up and down admiring the past cars that are on display showcasing the history of Haas, but eventually Carlos does turn up.

"Sorry I'm late, Gunther was lecturing me" he says sincerely.

"It's fine he does that often" I say putting my coat on and removing my keys from my pocket.

"So what restaurant are we going to?" I add.

"It's a Thai restaurant that Alex found, I'll drive if you want me to".

I think for a moment but see he clearly wants to drive so I chuck him my keys and we exit the building.

When we arrive the guys are already standing outside waiting for us and as we step out the car George is giving me his usual devilish smile that is insinuating something. We greet each other and shake hands and hug each other and they are all excited as they haven't seen each other in a few months. Despite being in F1 for a year I kept myself to myself and maintained a private life and didn't really connect with other drivers apart from George, Lance and Pierre so it's a little awkward for me as I have barely said 10 words to Lando or Alex.

We eventually head in and we are shown to our table. I try to sit next to Carlos but Lando gets there before me so I sit down in-between Alex and George.

I take this time as an opportunity to get to know Alex as we haven't really had much time to talk.

"So how's things going at Williams?" Is the first question that comes to mind but given the results of the season I can sort of make my own answer up.

"Yeah it was a tough season but we are working hard this year, anyway how are things going at Haas especially after Mazepin?"

"Going well, obviously I have a new teammate now so hopefully more points and hopefully the car spends more time on the track than in the wall".

He laughs lightly at my little dig at Nikita and then asks how I'm finding Carlos being my new teammate and I can't really think of an answer as we have only done two days of simulator testing so I can't really give a valid answer so I simply reply "it's going well, I think we get on" George hears my response and I see him pulling that grin again and I lightly hit his leg with my foot under the table causing his grin to dissipate.

Over the course of dinner Lando and Carlos are constantly touching each other and joking with one another and for some reason I feel angry, jealous?

I know I have nothing to be jealous of, it's not as if he's my boyfriend or even remotely interested in me so I have no idea why I'm feeling these feelings that are so irrational.

At one point Lando is holding on to one of Carlos' arms and I excuse myself from the table and head to the bathroom where I take a moment to just cool down and splash some water on my face. I don't intend to make an embarrassment out of myself over a guy I have only really known for 2 days. As I'm patting my face dry with the paper towel I hear the door behind me creaking open and see George enter.

"Are you alright?" he asks.

"I'm fine just struggling with a hangover still" I reply.

"You know you are one of two people after Carlos and Lando is fierce competition. He won't let Carlos go that easily, but don't give up."

"I'm not after Carlos I'm after a race win and more points are the only 2 things I'm after in this world, besides relationships just get in the way" I start heading for the door and George places his hand on my shoulder.

"Believe me trying to block him out it won't work, I've seen Lando try and fail doing that. And you are teammates you are going to constantly be reminded of him"

"Thanks for the words of encouragement George" I say sarcastically before heading back to the table.

I manage to finish my meal and decide I have had enough of watching Lando fanboy over Carlos and say I'm going home and I ask Carlos for my car key.

When he asks why I'm going I say I'm just tired and he asks if I want him to drop me off but I tell him it's fine and he can stay and enjoy his evening.

As I walk out to my car and press unlock I hear someone call my name and turn to see Lando running towards me.

"Is everything alright?" I ask

"Everything is fine, just do me a favour and don't make things difficult for me and Carlos," he says.

"I'm sorry what do you mean exactly"

"Well I like him and I want to get with him at some point but I know you like him too so please let him go and settle for second best"

When he says that I become enraged and say something I probably shouldn't have.

"I guess you know a lot about being second best considering Oscar is always out qualifying you and getting more points than you, McLaren must really love you to still keep extending your contract but you will never be as good as Oscar"

"Don't be bitter Y/N it's not a good look"

During the drive home I am fueled by anger and I have gone over the speed limit a few times but at this point I don't really care, I have never been so annoyed by a single person.

I spent a year with Nikita and Dimitry Mazepin. I thought I had the patience of a Saint to deal with them, yet some McLaren driver comes along, makes a few comments and I see red.

I fumble around with my house keys before eventually finding the right one and open the door. The entire apartment is dead silent apart from the faint ticking of the clock. I throw my keys onto the small table by the front door and sit on the chair by the kitchen Island sipping on a glass of water when my phone pings and it's a message from Carlos.

'Hey Y/N me and Lando are going to a karting track tomorrow for a quadrant video. Would you like to come?"

I can't think of any excuse to get out of it so I text back "sure" despite the fact I'm completely unsure and a day with Lando and Carlos will really test my patience.

[xenodile]

Nikke: Goddess of Victory - Story Recap

Chapter 0: Fall

A woman's voice can be heard, but it's hard to see. She's trying to send out a distress call, her aircraft has been shot down, but there's no response.

She addresses the figure laying beside her as "Commander" and tells them she can't get through to the Ark, only to realize they're not breathing. She checks their pulse, nothing. She panics, and her training kicks in, she needs the emergency defibrillator.

As the paddles touch the prone figure's chest, they jolt awake and are greeted by the woman whose voice they had been hearing.

She's scared. She asks the Commander if they're alright, to smile if they're okay. The Commander gives her a weak smile and reassures her they're alive.

She asks if they can remember who they are and what section they're with. They're with the Central Government, Nikke Management Department. She finishes her first aid, relief palpable in her voice that the Commander is alright.

She explains the situation. They were attacked en route to the mission area, and the transport has been destroyed. Now every Rapture within a hundred miles has likely been drawn by the explosion. Whether the Commander is ready or not, they're in charge now.

All they can say is that they'll do their best. The woman tells them to keep their head down. No matter what happens, she'll protect them.

Her name is Marian.

After progressing through the ruined city, and destroying a few of the monsters Marian referred to as "Raptures", she gives the all clear. She winces as her leg gives her trouble. Commander asks if she's hurt, and Marian corrects them, she's not exactly hurt, more malfunctioning, but either way her mobility isn't hindered.

Regardless, the Commander retrieves a roll of bandages they took from the wreckage of their downed transport, and attempts to wrap up Marian's leg. She tries telling them that a bandage won't do a Nikke much good, but she appreciates their efforts to care for her all the same.

As the two of them draw closer to their destination, Marian checks in on how the Commander is feeling. They're a bit light-headed and dizzy, but that's to be expected given their heart stopped not long ago. Marian offers to carry them if they're unable to walk. Commander says they're doing fine, but Marian insists it's no trouble. Commander reiterates that they're fine. Marian relents but tells the Commander that if they don't want to be carried, they can at least lean on her if they need help.

Marian and the Commander arrive at the rendezvous point, but find it deserted. Marian wonders aloud if perhaps the plan changed after the transport went down, but is interrupted by the sound of gunfire.

A pair of Nikkes are fighting off Raptures nearby.

The one in yellow complains that the two of them are sitting ducks out in the open, and asks how long they have to wait. The Nikke in red says they'll wait as long as it takes, to which her companion replies that there's no chance there are survivors. The Nikke in red says they never got confirmation of death so they're waiting at the rendezvous until they hear otherwise, while the Nikke in yellow says that just waiting around in enemy territory is absurd.

Marian calls out to the two, which makes the Nikke in yellow jump. Marian introduces herself and the Commander, whose survival comes as something of a shock since they're only human. The Nikke in yellow is suspicious, so Rapi, the Nikke in red, pulls up the Commander's ID code and confirms they are who they say. Rapi transfers leadership of her squad to the Commander despite her partner's objections, stating that there's no time to argue when the enemy is bearing down on them.

Rapi explains that their previous commander is no longer able to issue orders, so now it's up the Commander, and she can go into detail once they're safe. She double checks with Marian, who reintroduces herself and says she's from the Silver Gun squad. The Nikke in yellow verifies Marian's identity and asks the Commander what their orders are.

They give the Command to eliminate hostiles and secure the area, and the squad springs into action.

Once the Raptures are dealt with, Rapi formally introduces herself and her squadmate, Anis. Marian asks what made them call for the Commander up on the surface, and Anis explains that their previous commander died in action after disregarding protocol and trying to attack a Rapture with his sidearm.

Marian reprimands Rapi and Anis for failing in their duty to protect their commander, but Anis snaps at her that they've always been willing to do whatever it takes to protect their commander, even sacrificing themselves, but that doesn't guarantee he'll be safe.

Rapi asks the Commander to give their name, and Anis checks on their personnel file. Anis laments that the Commander has no actual experience, and appears to have only graduated from the military academy yesterday. Rapi decides not to comment, and advises the four of them to move out...

[silentoathprincess]

i love dmmd but i have seen you reblog about other nitro chiral games, how would you rate them? like which game do you like the most and so on, I've only played dmmd and i love it but seeing your posts makes me want to play those too!! love your blog

thank you anon thats so nice!!! ill try to keep this shortish bc otherwise i WILL infodump forever. and ill try not to spoil anything

dmmd is definitely my favorite! it is kind of an outlier compared to the other n+c games tho. it has a lot more comedic moments and the bright cyberpunk aesthetic is pretty different than the usual nitty gritty nitro chiral vibes. if you havent played reconnect you totally should! it adds so much to the characters (msg me if you cant find a copy online) and im forever trying to get my hands on the mizuki recode route lmao

togainu no chi and slow damage are about even for me. slow damage is the most recent one and might have the best story that n+c has ever written. its the only one without any supernatural elements but i think it makes up for it with compelling plot. its VERY dark but i think that makes getting to the end and figuring out all the mystery of the game v exciting. i DO wish the routes felt more...equal? like theres very clearly a true route and its very clearly the best of the bunch lmao. also give me an ikuina route pls hes sooo unwell <3

tnc is the first n+c game and its showing its age a little (i kinda love the early 2000s emo vibes tho). i think the premise for it is really intriguing! theres some killer world building and really fantastic bad ends (if you're into that sort of thing). the character personalities dont quite hit the same levels of intrigue as dmmd for me but theres not a single one i dislike. theres an extra character in the re-release tnc true blood too but ive never been able to get a copy

i'll be so honest, i did not like sweet pool at ALL when i first played it. theres some fantastic fanart out there thats actually swayed me back around to liking it more but like. i didnt know what i was getting into and i definitely should have read a summary first. i thought the thing about youji shitting meat was a running joke. i was not prepared for it to be like baby meat fetuses and cult omegaverse stuff. i like omegaverse but i wish i had been more prepared. its a low tier game for me tbh

i havent finished lamento yet! it took me years to get it working lmaooo im still in the common route. right now i'd probably put it between tnc/slow damage and sweet pool. its definitely better than sweet pool but its not hitting tnc/slow damage levels for me yet. i like the catboys tho catboys catboys catboys

per usual with n+c games id recommend checking out a warnings guide first just to be safe but let me know if you play any of them or which ones you like! i hope this helped!

[devilcat3d]

whats a magic deck youve been wanting to make for a while but havent gotten around to building? ive been wanting to build mono white d&t and eggs for a while :3

if you mean in general i pretty much build every deck idea that comes to my mind on archidekt!! i have an addiction to deck building and i try to do it for every cool idea i have cause you never know what youll really enjoy till you play it!! but if you specifically mean in paper theres definitely decks that ive wanted to build but money and stuff has kept me from being able to get around to it. specifically i have an ojer axonil, deepest might burn deck that ive always enjoyed playing but other decks online are more fun so itd be perfect for building in paper!! otherwise i absolutely love my gandalf polyamory deck and would kill to play it in paper (it would also give me an excuse to play with my copy of wedding ring hehehehehe) and id be so happy to build that when i have a stable life. ooh also ive been really invested in my orzhov breena, the demagogue deck. its a really simple pillowfort deck in one of my favorite color pairs that also just happens to run some of my favorite cards!! also mono white death and taxes and eggs sounds super cool actually i think you should give building it a shot!! i highly reccomend mono white even tho a lot of people might tell you its boring, in fact my gandalf deck is sort of white eggs coded if you want to take ideas from that!!

heres the decklists i mentioned!!!!

[calebwittebane]

yeah so as you've probably gleaned from my posts my current "putting this on when i feel like killing my self so i dont kill meself" thing has been replaying fnv AGAIN but get this its on hardcore mode start to finish this time. never done that before, not from the start with the intent to keep it on the whole game. overall it really does not add that much difficulty. if anything im surprised how little my courier needs to sleep like girl are you okay. she doesnt sleep. drinks a ton of water though #PeeGirl. yeah the one thing that really actually makes it difficult is the companions dying thing. i have ede waiting outside any sort of Location With Enemies because otherwise this orb just tumbles to the floor dead within two minutes. which is dumb because its a robot so how can it die. i should be able to fix it. well unless it gets smashed to little pieces but it never does. either way sucks to think about how i wont be able to bring anyone with me when i eventually go to black mountain because i know in my heart id have to reload constantly cuz my buddy has Died. like theres a giant super mutant charging at us Craig i dont have time to crouch behind you and inject your sweaty booty cheek with stimpaks. i do also like the stimpaks healing over time thing. keeps me humble. no changes to quarry junction though because that is THE gauss rifle sniping location. you guys ever try that? get that unique gauss rifle and headshot some deathclaws. gives you a RUSH

[queen--of--maggots]

Stealing Mikami’s Death Note

First, a few remarks. As I’ve said in the poll, I wrote this about 2.5 years ago but never posted it. I think it wasn’t finished, but I can’t remember what else I wanted to add. Except for some minor reworking here and there, I left it as it was. It may be a bit messy. Consider it as a cleaned-up WIP rather than a finished analysis.

Gevanni should not have been able to exchange Mikami’s Death Note. The Death Note was located in a safe deposit box. How did he get it from there? Gevanni had the key to the box itself, but the key alone is useless.

Let me explain how safe deposit boxes work. The safe deposit box is not located within a random locker room to which everyone has access, as the manga suggests. It is located in a vault. Newer models work with key codes. You get two codes; one opens the vault, and the other opens the box. This model does not depend on business hours. You can use it anytime. Older models, such as the one Mikami’s bank has, work with physical keys. The key the customer owns only opens the safe deposit box, not the vault. To get access to the vault, an employee has to open it for you. Therefore, it depends on business hours.

See the problem? How could Gevanni convince an employee to open the vault for him? I’m pretty sure that bank employees don’t let people randomly walk inside the room without making sure that they own a safe deposit box. You can only get one if you are a customer of this bank. Maybe Gevanni opened a bank account and got one, but this seems unlikely. A US American who isn’t employed in Japan wants a bank account from a local Japanese bank and a safe deposit box. That sounds more than suspicious to me. What is he up to? Tax evasion? Using it for drug money? It’s probably something illegal, and I doubt the bank will play along so easily.

Pretending to be Mikami is out of the question. Mikami visits the bank regularly. The employees most likely know him. And since Gevanni isn’t Japanese, he will stand out anyway. Getting a fake ID, a fake debit card, and pretending to be a different customer isn’t really an option either. First, he has to find a suitable one, which would take a while. Then there is the risk that the bank employees know said customer Gevanni pretends to be.

Technically, Gevanni could have forced the employees to open the vault with a gun, but afterward, they would have called the police, and everything would have been in vain. And since he got in there twice, this possibility can be excluded.

Let’s not forget that the SPK never had any authority in Japan. They are just regular people there. Forcing the bank employees to open the vault in a non-criminal way isn’t possible for them. The only country where they had authority was the United States under President Hoope, and it was withdrawn with his death.

What other options does Gevanni have? Breaking into the vault? I don’t think so. That’s almost impossible, especially within the narrow time frame.

Bribing the employees? Possible and probably his best option, but very risky and somewhat farfetched. The bank employees handle large sums of money daily, which means most of them are likely trustworthy. Gevanni would have needed a corrupt employee. Finding one will take time, which he doesn’t have. Or he has to offer an amount of money no one could refuse. Gevanni would probably need it in cash, though. Otherwise, no one would believe him without seeing the money first. Where would he even get it from within a couple of hours? And again, he was in the vault twice, so he may have to bribe two people.

You could argue that in the Death Note universe, it works like this. People can randomly wander into the vault and fiddle around on the safe deposit boxes as much as they want without security giving a fuck. But why should anyone use these in that case? It is highly insecure. And keep in mind this service isn’t free, you have to pay for it. Why should anyone pay for this service if a safe at home is a better investment since it offers the same or even more security?

Ohba putting so little thought into critical elements like these always felt very disappointing to me.

[dread-and-despair-dyke]

i think one issue 4 me is that all my family are mentally ill. some of them also physically . so like

say im having a tough time and need to just be around Someone. rn i dont have anyone irl who im close to so it has to be family. if i go to see my granma she is always displaying clear symptoms of depression and sometimes other stuff and so we cant rly hold a conversation either of us, shes v quiet and will kind of like. idek how to explain it but she cant make conversation and she gets sad and quiet v v easily and we just . i cant take care of her and she cant take care of me . u know

well not take care of but keeping eachother company so u dont go insane yknow

my mom is busy working and shes also like. depressed and adhd and whatever tf . but shes easier to talk to when she isnt busy. idk i need to find someone to be around genuinely

or otherwise need to start a tv series or watching movies.. or finishing the games ive started

idk maybe when i start working or going back to school that wld help. maybe id find friends there too but i dont want to get my hopes up

feel like such a pathetic child for it but i just want to be around someone. i never used to be like this tf is wrong with me now?? i used to love being alone left to my own devices for years and years bcs i was able to comfort myself adequately . but i cant anymore . im deteriorating in terms of emotional stability but also in terms of mental ability/functioning and its so scary im 2 young for this

[lyubochka]

i treat ask games like surveys this is make me admit stuff by lost-head-adventure or smth idk its deactiviated

Would you have sex with the last person you text messaged?

not including messages i consider too private to share on tumblr. yes

You talked to an ex today, correct?

nope.

Have you taken someones virginity?

no i dont think so. all of my partners have been more experienced than me

Is trust a big issue for you?

yes ): im working on it

Did you hang out with the person you like recently?

i like lots of people but as far as "crushes", no not recently. i should though

What are you excited for?

my partner system to get home from work. our next grocery run. autumn. my birthday next month

What happened tonight?

i posted about that today but, other than all that, i ate some pizza... honestly i should write or record or something tonight

Do you think it’s disgusting when girls get really wasted?

no? wasted chicks are super funny

Is confidence cute?

confidence is hot yeah

What is the last beverage you had?

a monster. i should get water or something

How many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust?

none but i dont really talk to a lot of people. only the women in my family and i cant trust them. its not about being the opposite sex tho

Do you own a pair of skinny jeans?

yes

What are you gonna do Saturday night?

its sunday rn but yesterday i cried so hard i gave myself a headache and listened to a new album

What are you going to spend money on next?

probably a new microphone or sushi

Are you going out with the last person you kissed?

yes

Do you think you’ll change in the next 3 months?

yes? of course

Who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything?

my partner system, but specifically mar, rich, robin, and trent

The last time you felt broken?

today at like 7pm

Have you had sex today?

yeah lol <3

Are you starting to realize anything?

being 23 aint shit. i dont know fuckin anything.

Are you in a good mood?

its alright. could be better

Would you ever want to swim with sharks?

yeah theyre chill

Are your eyes the same color as your dad’s?

no thank gawd. otherwise id be the type of douchebag to go around calling my shit hazel.

What do you want right this second?

a haircut... jack... a punch to the jaw. (not sft text beyond this point to the end of the answer) to be dressed up in vinyl lingerie to match someone elses military gear and ride his dick while gagging on his fingers

What would you say if the person you love/like kissed another girl/boy?

nothing. id end up in jail

Is your current hair color your natural hair color?

nah i recently dyed my roots again. its black but im a natural blonde

Would you be able to date someone who doesn’t make you laugh?

usually people who arent intentionally witty are unintentionally hilarious so thats hard to picture. but if our humor just isnt compatible i mean. maybe. probably not tho that speaks to a lot of other shit

What was the last thing that made you laugh?

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Do you really, truly miss someone right now?

yeah. sunset eyes, if this somehow gets back to you, im sorry i didnt give you a better warning. ill be back sooner than you know. it wont be months this time. i want to figure something out but i dont want to keep giving you half promises. soon, i dont know when. i love you. it means something, i swear.

Does everyone deserve a second chance?

yeah id say so

Honestly, do you hate the last boy you were talking to?

sometimes <3

Does the person you have feelings for right now, know you do?

oh yeah for sure. i think we're in a situationship. maybe we're dating? idk i cant rember. god i need to see him again soon. i should watch some videos or smth

Are you one of those people who never drinks soda?

nah but i usually drink diet soda. if im buying it out at like a gas station or smth ill go full sugar cuz its just a one time thing but. i think i drink two diet cokes a day. i dont always finish em

Listening to?

+ shuffle queue

Do you ever write in pencil anymore?

yeah but i prefer pen tbh. i keep like two hand notebooks a pencil and a pen on me at all times

Do you know where the last person you kissed is?

probably at his house with his cats. or with his band

Do you believe in love at first sight?

i believe in instant chemistry but love is kinda something u collaborate on. its like a living thing. ive recently figured out that two people can be in love and still wanna maim each other a little bit from time to time

Who did you last call?

@fadenkreuze but thats like a given. it was @antichristxsuperstar in front

Who was the last person you danced with?

my cat. it counts, in my book

Why did you kiss the last person you kissed?

we were having sex and i guess my mouth just looked that good hanging open and drooling

When was the last time you ate a cupcake?

i dont think its been a year but. it was probably springtime i wanna say-- no, late winter. valentines day cupcakes. mini ones.

Did you hug/kiss one of your parents today?

nah im not a hugger. he knows i like him ok tho

Ever embarrass yourself in front of a crush?

i dont believe in embarassment. but yea sometimes i make a fool of myself. usually it makes em giggle and then its fine <3

Do you tan in the nude?

i do a lot of things in the nude but i dont tan. im goth so

If you could, would you take back your last kiss?

i dont remember it

Did you talk to someone until you fell asleep last night?

yes actually it was rich. hey rich

Who was the last person to call you?

Do you sing in the shower?

yes sometimes but i sing all the time

Do you dance in the car?

Ever used a bow and arrow?

Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer?

Do you think musicals are cheesy?

no theyre an art form. i think A musical can be cheesy but not all of em. having said that ive never been a huge theater person but ill watch a bootleg every now and then

Is Christmas stressful?

it doesnt have to be but some people make it stressful. its lonely tbh

Ever eat a pierogi?

yep. theyre p good

Favorite type of fruit pie?

peach

Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid?

equestrian, veternarian, rockstar.

Do you believe in ghosts?

"do you believe in barometric pressure" "do you believe in wool fibers" "do you believe in the oxidation of metals"

Ever have a Deja-vu feeling?

all the time

Take a vitamin daily?

Wear slippers?

yes and i encourage others to do so as well

Wear a bath robe?

nope too warm and humid where i am

What do you wear to bed?

the buff

First concert?

it was a festival for nu metal bands in like 2008 or something. metalfest i think it was? or something close to that name. i dont remember all the acts that played but mudvayne was there i know for sure

Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart?

in my town theres only a walmart but i prefer target

Nike or Adidas?

Cheetos Or Fritos?

fritos are more versatile. remind me of chilis and soups

Peanuts or Sunflower seeds?

Favorite Taylor Swift song?

Ever take dance lessons?

Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing?

yeah. professional cocksucker

Can you curl your tongue?

some people cant do that?

Ever won a spelling bee?

this is a traumatizing memory for me i refuse to elaborate

Have you ever cried because you were so happy?

yes often. usually during sex

What is your favorite book?

i hate these questions cuz then i forget every single book ive ever read. idk ill say the most recent book i read. the long hard road out of hell by marilyn manson

Do you study better with or without music?

with but it has to be instrumental or so loud its mind numbing owwww speaking of my ear fuckin hurts fuck you billy corgan

Regularly burn incense?

not anymore

Ever been in love?

Who would you like to see in concert?

obvious answers are like. mm. nin. slipknot (but like in 2002 or smth).

What was the last concert you saw?

in person? i dont even remember. its been over a decade

Hot tea or cold tea?

cold tea always preferable

Tea or coffee?

coffee. also cold

Favorite type of cookie?

sugar cookie or chocolate chip

Can you swim well?

nah

Can you hold your breath without holding your nose?

yes??

Are you patient?

extraordinarily

DJ or band, at a wedding?

either or. both? both

Ever won a contest?

nope

Ever have plastic surgery?

nah

Which are better black or green olives?

ew

Opinions on sex before marriage?

theres another type of sex?

Best room for a fireplace?

the den

Do you want to get married?

yes

[us-the-voices-and-more-voices-2]

(I have no energy to describe another one. sorry.)

[IMAGE ID 2: a YouTube comment by thatrandomguywhocares from one day ago that reads.

"to be honest if we didn't make gelatine out of bones/horns/hooves they would go straight in the trash.

and honestly it's kinda wasteful if you didn't, at least with this system we are extracting a whole another type of food from things we wouldn't normally be able to use.

I'd rather it be made into gelatine than not, and this is coming from someone who plans on becoming vegan. (currently can't due to parents being assholes about it)

and has been learning about cooking and foodstuffs since I was little. it has never struck me as cruel to use all parts of an animal, otherwise it's going directly in the trash.

I think the commercial meat and dairy and pet industry is horrid and disgusting. but I still don't believe it's morally wrong nor bad to consume animals.

the ways in which they were raised and the ways they are treated is apparent and despicable. but I don't believe that eating roadkill or cooking using bones and such is a bad thing.

I am against animal suffering but there is many layers and nuances to this whole thing that if we treat every part of everything in this way we are only going to put ourselves in a sad cycle of purging and shame.

at the very least honouring the animals that have died by making gelatine isn't a bad thing. especially if it was roadkill or a friends finished roast.

otherwise it's going in the trash.

idk, food waste sucks." END ID]

if you wanna follow the burner YouTube account you can, but here's Theo's writing.

he's fucking English I want you to know that it in fact DOES make sense that he is (haha I am half English.... my grandparents are literally every English stereotype <3 real.) (obligatory FUCK the empire rq)

this is on literally peta's comment section btw.

honestly Theodore and me share similar beliefs but honestly it's kinda interesting to see him talk about this? I haven't seen him in ages, he's also been around FOREVER and is probably a Geronimo stilton/a teddy bear I have introject lol. reformed into like just some dude in his late 20s, he's weird.

he's literally English I don't know why, he's kinda weird and well spoken and actually takes his time to reply to things and I kinda respect him for that.

but he's ENGLISH AND I DON'T KNOW WHY, hsvafglavshhiofwhie;ogdhv.

either way I don't know here's something you might like.

[teamhawkeye]

Would you be able to tell us brief bits about the fics you have in your WIP? ID love to know what stuff your working on! (ESP if you gotta a Buch of TravisLaura ones 😌)

Sure! Thank you for asking

just some TxL WIPs with work done on them:

The BIG one. Laura and Max fight about the grad school rejection at the lodge and he drives off in a huff, leaving Laura behind for a while until Travis comes along in search of them.

Deputy Laura. This was originally what I had started writing for the TxL exchange back in summer, but it got way too long and i knew i wouldn't finish in time so it got put on the back burner

Werewolf Laura. Laura is the one bitten in the cellar instead of Max and all that could have changed as a result

Werewolf Laura AND Werewolf Travis. Kind of a "almost everyone was bit, no one was cured, and no one died" AU one or twoshot

The Collar Fic. Tay, i know I owe it to you to finish this, and it is high on my priority list and has a lot of progress on it so it's just a matter of focusing on it after finishing the Lodge fic.

Ryan, Laura, and Travis post-canon supernatural hunting squad. I love Laura and Travis duo hunting so, so much, but I truly believe in my heart Ryan is someone like Laura who would want to know what else the world is hiding after finding out the truth that night. I just adore the Finale Trio too so getting them back together and working on hunting down other creatures is an idea i absolutely adore

Timeloop. Laura goes from the end of the night back to that night in June on the 919 several times and tries to redo things multiple different ways with no success. Eventually recruits Travis in the mix after several failures.

Several post-canon one-shots or short fics about life afterwards and how Laura and Travis make amends and heal

And several others that are spicy and don't have too much plot otherwise lmao

Active works that I always intend to finish but have been on hiatus for years:

My Cleon fic. One of my first OTPs and I will always come back to them, I just need to sit down and focus and decide how far the AU went because RE is a HUGE series and idk just how far into the games I would take the idea of Claire and Leon sticking together (Leon isn't working for the gov't if they never catch him and Sherry, so is he BSAA? Is Claire? Does she still go to TerraSave instead? Do they do something else?)

My FC5 fic series. It's always my greatest desire to see this finished, because it reignited my love of writing and i've never been in such a writing-induced furor as I was when I was churning out chapters for it back in 2018. It's actually REALLY far along - i write out of order so I wrote the ending of the next installment a while ago - it's just a matter of going back and patching up holes and trying to get motivated again after illness and personal drama that happened at the time i put it down

[xumoonhao]

i know ive said this before but if i see anymore zelink art i think im simply going to lose my mind it makes me. feel physically ill which i know is literally Just a me problem bc i made up a story abt a zelda game when i was younger which…alright. wait. ill explain. when i was a kid, the first zelda game i played was windwaker for the gamecube, and at that point i didnt even know zelda was a series bc id never heard abt it before. so like….okay. in windwaker link has a sister, who we only see briefly in the beginning of the game before she gets kidnapped, and the rest of the game we spend trying to get her back…i think. ive never actually finished the game before which brings me to my next point; i never found out who zelda was in this game, and since id never played any of the previous games i didnt know she was a princess. i had no idea. but you see…this is where my problem comes in. zelda is a blonde hylian; links sister is also a blonde hylian. link is their common bond, and i, in the mind of like idk a seven year old, connected them as a the same character. and for years, YEARS, i thought that in that iteration of the game (after i figured out theyre all connected) i thought that zelda was links sister in that game. i imagined a whole story that she was kidnapped bc she was the princess (the princess belief came a few years later after i like. met zelda in a different game) and didnt know it yet or something and i believed, fully and truly believed, that link and zelda are siblings. i held this belief for like..18 or 19 years, by the way, because i never EVER found out who zelda was in windwaker until i bought a zelda encyclopedia a couple years ago. for almost 2 decades i thought they were siblings. like…my whole view of this series and their relationship is skewed bc i made up a whole story abt who the characters were bc i simply never found out otherwise omg….. can u imagine my shock when im reading through my encyclopedia only to find out zeldas a whole different character. that links sister is not zelda. it literally rocked me. everything made so much more sense but like ill literally NEVER be able to see them as anything else. theyre siblings to me forever & ever even tho i know that they arent. and like….anyways. let me illustrate this in a linear way. im 7 years old -> i play winwaker for the first time -> i see links sister -> i never make it far enough to see zelda -> years go on and the only other blonde hylian that has ANY significance is zelda -> i assume links sister = zelda for almost 20 years. oh. my god. i literally wouldnt think this if i simply got further but windwaker is hard and i was just a little kid at the time like. man…….

[sosimsofmaddi]

Reese's New Job / Ultimatum

"What are you doing?" Gunnar hissed as he tore out of her house.

Reese stopped short in her driveway, stunned to see him coming out of her house, especially since she hadn't be in it. She immediately looked for Roxie's car, but it was gone. She was out of town at her brothers' house because her parents were in town to visit. They didn't know that Roxie moved from the city to a tiny backwoods town.

Gunnar tore across the lawn, holding a lanyard in his first. Her ID badge dangled from it. The one for Frazer Logging Company.

He whipped it away from her before she could take it. "What the hell are you doing, Reese? Getting involved with these people?"

She stood a few feet in front of him in the driveway. He was fully dressed today, meaning he'd either walked her or he raided the clothes he kept stashed around her house, namely in the shed, or the secret pile she'd washed for him and tucked into her closed to hide from Roxie.

"I know that you and the pack are looking into them," Reese admitted. The company was encroaching on pack lands, getting closer and closer to the border of their home. The company made offers to every home-owner they could identify. So far they hadn't identified any of the wolves, but it was only a matter of time before representatives showed up at at their front doors with money and spiels.

"And what does that have to do with you?" the wolf demanded, shoving the ID card into his back pocket.

"I'm helping," she said.

Gunnar laughed. "No, no you are not," he argued. "You stay away from them, Reese. Do you understand me? Quit this job."

She was hired as a a forestry engineer, focused on road layout and logging systems. She had access to their projects. She could figure out what their plan was for Moonwood, how far they intended to stretch their reach.

She had her first shift two days ago. Gunnar must've seen her.

"You cannot work for them," he hissed.

She frowned at him and folded her arms. "Why not?" she demanded. "It's just a job, Gunnar. I need a job and you need help."

"Not from you," he snapped.

She stared him down, realizing that she was missing something. "What else is going on?" she questioned, gaze narrowing. "What aren't you telling me?"

He schooled his features so fast that she knew he was hiding something.

"Tell me," she demanded, stepping into his space.

He clenched his jaw. "No, Reese."

"Then I'm not quitting," she warned.

His eyes blazed. "Reese."

"I'll find out everything I can about what they're doing in town," she told him, brushing past him to get to her house.

He sucked in a quick breath and reached back for her. "Please, Reese, don't do this."

Reese shook off his hold. He let go easily, but he followed her.

"Don't ever go through my things again."

"I thought you were home," he answered, stepping through the front door. "I saw it sitting on the table." He motioned to the table that lined the back of their couch. It was visible from the porch.

She threw her bag down on the kitchen island and leaned her elbows on the laminate, staring up at him warily.

He leaned a hip against the island, arms folded across his chest.

They were at a standoff. Gunnar cracked first. With an exhausted sigh, he matched her posture, pushing his hands through his hair. "We think there's more to this whole situation," he admitted, looking at her through his lashes. "The city is selling off so much land so quickly, and from what we can tell, they're not getting much back from it."

Reese frowned, not understanding the implication.

"We don't know what's going on," he said honestly. "But we know it's not all above board. We're looking into it."

"Then let me help," Reese pushed. "This position is perfect, Gunnar. I'll have access to information you and the pack would never be able to see otherwise. I can figure out how much land they bought and what they plan to do with it."

He started shaking his head before she even finished.

"Why not?" she demanded, scowling. "Why can't I help you?"

"Because I don't want the pack to know you're involved!" he admitted, pushing away from the island with a defeated and desperate sigh.

Reese was stunned.

He twisted back, hand covering his mouth. They both kept their friendship secret. Her from Roxana and Kelley. Him from his entire pack. It's why they only met periodically. Since the first time they shifted together, it was getting harder to see him so infrequently, but Reese never thought about that too much.

She pushed it away now.

"You know that it's better that way," he said. "We made that decision together. To keep this between us." He motioned between the two of them. Reese's stomach did a little flip at the 'us.'

"I know," she admitted, "but they don't have to know that the information is coming from me."

He shook his head. "They're going to wonder how I'm getting it," he denied. "And they'll get suspicious when I can't answer that question."

"So you'd rather risk not finding out the truth?" she asked incredulously. "What if you hit a wall? What will you do then?"

"We're not at the point," he denied. "We've still got leads. We can figure this out, Reese. You don't need to throw yourself into the middle."

"If I quit, there will be no going back," she stated. "We'll lose this opportunity entirely. I can't just change my mind when the pack runs out of leads."

"I wouldn't ask you to."

Reese absorbed him. The wolf standing in her living room. It was such a mundane moment, juxtaposed by the absurdity of this conversation, the truth of what they both were. This was so domesticated, but she knew the wolves were far from it.

If the pack's suspicions were true, then the pack's way of life was at risk. She could help.

"I'm not quitting," she said finally, watching Gunnar close his eyes for a moment.

"Reese..." he pleaded.

"No, Gunnar," she stated. "I'm doing this."

He shook his head at her. "No, you're not. There will be no point if you don't have anyone to pass the information to."

Her heart flipped in her chest. His threat tugged at an uncomfortable thread inside of her, something that she refused to acknowledge for months and months.

Gunnar looked as distraught as her, but he didn't back down. "You do this, Reese, and I'll stop coming here. We won't see each other anymore."

Reese grabbed the island to keep from stumbling. She hadn't even moved, but it felt like her knees might give. Gunnar took an instinctive step forward, but forced himself to heel.

"You can't do that," Reese whispered, staring up at him in shock.

He folded his arms. "I will. I'll walk away."

Reese steadied herself, mentally and physically. She felt a lump in her throat, but she didn't know if she was about to cry or throw up.

"Leave, Gunnar," she answered.

Despite everything, despite this situation being his doing, Gunnar's expression flashed something like hurt and pain. He looked at her like he couldn't believe it, like he couldn't stand to actually do it. He put a hand against his chest reflexively.

But Reese didn't back down. "Walk away then," she said.