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[rodspurethoughts]

"Hyundai and Kia join forces with industry leaders to accelerate the transition to Software Defined Vehicles"

Hyundai Motor and Kia Corporation have taken a step towards accelerating the transition to Software Defined Vehicles (SDVs) through collaboration with industry leaders. The companies have signed a multilateral Memorandum of Understanding (MOU) with 17 industry-leading companies to form the Hyundai Motor Group Model-Based Development (MBD) Consortium. The consortium aims to boost the…

[geolyte]

A couple familiar faces! Artfight is starting soon and I figured these two were due for a refresh. My art's changed a LOT in the past few years that have passed since i drew them.

[janjanenrico]

KIA Granbird Silkroad Gen 3 Coach

This is my own work

Give credit if used.

[forsworned]

JINX! YOU OWE ME A SODA! ft. KYLE 'GAZ' GARRICK

Author's note: Because Kyle does not get enough love and I really wanted to write for him and the little interactions between the 141 :)

Tags: Sexual Content, Masturbation, AFAB!Reader, Brainrot convos amongst 141 men, Team Building and Banter w/141

It's breakfast time in the mess hall and Kyle is navigating to the usual spot that the 141 hangs out in. Clandestine, blue rusty bench right against the large panel windows, with a clear view of the crisp evergreens and wildflowers stretching out in the horizon. A peaceful outlook for a proper meal and some banter.

"Brekkie for a champ." Johnny winks up at him, noshing on his breakfast burrito.

Kyle chuckles as he takes his assigned-unassigned seat next to the friendly Scotsman and they start chatting about last night's fútbol game. It is followed by Simon sliding his tray, seating himself opposite Johnny with a quiet clatter as he attempts to slip his large body onto the bench. And then it's Price coming from behind him, jostling the skull-masked behemoth to scare him, but it's lost on Simon because he's just giving him an uninterested stare that causes the table to shake with laughter.

And you? You're sitting there from the outside, munching on your home fries with a pang of envy at their camaraderie. Never really having a taste of it as you sit alone most days unless you're on the go, rushing to a mission and you're sharing a ration bar with whatever squad they stick you in. But let's face it, no one really wants to be around you.

Jinx.

That was your nickname. Luckless, star-crossed with death, always skulking closely in your shadow.

Your reputation presided over you. Seven squads KIA, and you were the only one to survive them every single time.

So, it's no wonder you're a lone wolf in a mess hall full of lively, rowdy soldiers.

"Why don't we sit here?" A new recruit inquires to their Sergeant.

Their superior takes one glance at you before giving you a tight-lipped smile, "Actually, I just remembered Corporal Dunn (s/o to my mans) needs us back in his office, so let's just have lunch there, yeah?"

The rookie's wide, naive eyes peer over at you and they wordlessly nod at their CO and you don't even bother to see if they've glanced over their shoulders, whispering to one another about you.

"...seven...?!"

"Keep your voice down, soldier..."

"...sorry."

But somebody seems to have their sights set on you and your sharp, feline-like eyes are on the Sergeant tables away, tucked away into a corner and he can't help but jump a little as he's downing his morning brew.

And suddenly he's snorting it up and his teammates are throwing jests his way.

"Keep y'er coffee in y'er mouth, dammit!" Johnny bellows as he erupts into laughter, patting his back.

And there's something inaudible said by Kyle and you're studying the way his pretty, plump lips move.

"'s that Sergeant over there."

And suddenly four Brits are shamelessly turning your way and you're not tearing your gaze away from them as you're scoffing down your scrambled eggs.

"Heard she's lost seven squads, only one to make it out alive." Simon speaks in a nonchalant tone, popping a piece of celery into his mouth before his face contorts into something that resembles disgust.

A "Bloody hell, that's disgusting." is drowned out by the continued conversation between the three of them about your unfortunate rep.

"'s not the lass's fault." Price adds, leaning back a little to crack his spine. "Oh, yeah, tha's the stuff." A satisfied groan leaves his lips as he rests his elbows on the table, listening in on the little shred of gossip.

This time, it's between Johnny and Simon as Kyle zones them out and his honey eyes are training back on you. A frisson runs up his spinal column when he realizes your gaze never strayed. Like a cat, you're fixating on him, wagging your tail, not yet ready to strike just simply observing with a piquing interest.

And then the subject changes when Simon decides to make a jab at how Johnny's overgrown mohawk resembles a porcupine and he's chuckling to himself as the Scot gets riled up. Kyle thinks that one last glance won't hurt, but you're gone. Not even a trace of maybe some crumbs left from your English muffin. He's intrigued to say the least.

Kyle is spending his days in search of you. You're like an apparition that only gets spotted on odd days of the week at unsuspecting time frames, nestled snugly into unfrequented areas on base. He's trying hard to remember the way your hair looks, your lips, the curve of your nose but all that's burned into his memory is your pointed gaze burring holes into his vision.

He stays up late when he catches a glimpse of you in the armory as he's passing by it, in deep conversation with his Captain about how Koala bears do indeed have chlamydia. And he's backstepping to gaze through the window, but you're gone and he's starting to think that maybe you are a ghost.

How stealthy and lithe your body must have to be under that black, compression tee and those tight, tight tactical pants...

And he's fisting away at his dick, half frustrated and half aroused by the allure of your mystique. Little black cat, thumping her tail against the concrete with enigmatic, hypnotizing eyes that entrance him.

"Fuck!" And he's spilling all over his sheets, taut, heaving abdomen, and humiliatingly enough, right on his chin. He dabs at the cum that's dripping on his face and then gazes over the opulent arousal, before throwing his head back and groaning.

Why was you being such a quandary turning him into a fucking pillock?

"...Kyle...Kyle!" Price's hasty voice rips into his stupor, slinging him back into reality.

"Goddammit, Kyle, ya missed th' shot..." Price clicks his tongue, shaking his head under his gilly suit as he makes up for his mistake. "Are ya soft in’t head or summat?"

"No, sir." Kyle mumbles, embarrassed at the fact that his Captain is cleaning up after him.

"He's gey glaikit" Johnny pokes over the comms.

"English, MacTavish." Simon presses the Scotsman.

"He's fuckin' dazed." Johnny quips. "Fuckin' cunt."

And then there's a collective laughter amongst the four soldiers and Kyle can breathe again, the memory of you tossed into the backlogs of his mind as he's back in the fray.

But then it's 2am on the base, and he can't sleep so he's in the kitchen trying to whip up some Pinterest drink,

"Angel's milk?" He scrunches his brows at his phone screen as it casts a blue shadow over his flummoxed features.

He shrugs his shoulders as he squeezes the bottle of honey into the bottom of his mug, followed by a generous amount of milk, and then he pops it into the microwave for a minute and a half. He leans against the kitchen island and lets out a sharp exhale.

"You were supposed to add vanilla."

He practically feels his skeleton jump out of his skin at the voice, but he can't lie about the fact that he was more than elated to see who was standing beside him.

Hell's fuckin' bells, as Johnny would say.

She was standing beside him, arms crossed, hair in a cutesy haphazard manner, dark circles carved under your eyes, dressed in a little pink striped VS lounge set. And fuck, you smell so good. Like warm vanilla, candied almonds, and maybe coffee? It is difficult to say because he is too flustered by your abrupt appearance.

Your presence and how striking you were up close as you were far away, breathing, existing right next to him.

"Bloody hell, you scared the shite outta me." He swallows thickly, and for the first time, he sees the corners of your lips gracefully turning up into a smile. And oh man, it's making his dick twitch pretty violently in his blue-white tartan pajama bottoms.

"Did I?" Not bothering to hide the satisfaction in your voice nor your expression.

"Ya did, indeed."

And the tension is so palpable. His eyes are skimming over the exposed skin of your thighs, from the fresh baby pink manicure on your nails to your shiny, lacquered lips. You were a sight for sore eyes.

Thump, thump, thump.

He can practically hear your metaphorical tail thudding against the kitchen tiles right now.

The beeping of the microwave rips through the suspense and he pushes himself off the counter to retrieve his heated mug. Opening the utensil drawer to pull out a spoon to stir the little concoction, but his brows are raising when you reach over to squeeze two drops of vanilla extract into his drink.

"Tryna poison me, are ya?" He teases, peering over at you. You have a mischievous glint in your eye as you put the cap back on and carefully tuck it away into the cabinet for later use.

"Don't need to."

"Why's that?"

But you've already turned away, walking back to wherever you came from, hips swaying in your satin pajama shorts that outline every curve of your sweet body.

"Because you'd already be dead by now if it were up to me." You state over your shoulder and then you disappear into the abysmal hallway.

And then he's back in his room again, tightly coiling his hand around his slippery cock that's soaking with his own saliva and maybe a little bit of lube. Same shit, different night, though, this time he was blessed with an addition to his hyperactive imagination.

This time he's thinking about how you would look bouncing on his cock, smiling down at him with your hands around his neck. Pretty, shimmering lips parting as those sharp eyes drift to the back of your head and--

"Shiiiiiiiit."

He's shamelessly cumming all over the hardwood floor of his room, milking out his semen as it comes out in steady ropes and he is heaving. He feels how his cock is convulsing in his hand and he lets out a winded breath before tossing himself against his mattress with heavy eyelids. He goes to bed wondering how worn out he'd be if he ever got his hands on you.

"Oi, Johnny, how many bloody times d'ya need me to tell ya? Pick up y'r fuckin boxers after ya've had y'r shower, ya daft twat!" Simon's roaring echoed through the hallways of the base, shaking up the new recruits but just another day to passing soldiers who had been there for longer.

Price and Kyle merely observe the pair from the sofa in their living room as Johnny's form peeks out to an irate Simon who is standing in the doorway to the shared washroom. Johnny is nonchalantly drying off his mohawk that's now touching the nape of his neck as he peers at the rubber ducky boxers pinched between Simon's fingers.

"Why, ye get frightened over a pair o' kecks?" Johnny is totally poking the bear that is Simon 'Ghost' Riley, and Kyle and Price have to stifle their laughter. But truly this was better than reality TV, so they let it go on.

Simon merely blinks down at the impish grin on Johnny's face.

"You fuckin'..." Simon begins to say.

"No, you are fucking YOU ARE FUCKING!" Johnny boasts out and there is a twinkle in his eye and the two are at it.

"Fuck YOU BLOODY BASTARD BITCH!" Simon plays along as he starts shouting back at Johnny and that just riles him up like the giddy puppy he is, continuing the brainrotting bit. Add that to the laundry list of things that's already on the post-mission 141 routine.

And then there's a rapping at the door that cuts off the laughter and the ridiculous comedy skit that Johnny and Simon are playing out.

"I'll get it." Kyle volunteers getting up from the couch to peer through the peephole, but he feels a lump in his throat at the sight.

"What is it, Kyle?" Price asks in a hushed tone. He must've seen the way the Sergeant visibly stiffened.

"It's her." Kyle emphasizes in a way that lets on a little more than he's willing to admit.

"The lassie from the other day?" Johnny pipes up, suddenly very intrigued.

There's a chorused 'Shh!' at Johnny, who's baby blue eyes widen a bit as a small smile appears on his face.

"A'right, sheesh."

The room is quiet for a brief moment before Kyle just decides to bite the bullet and jingle the door open. And there you are, dressed monochrome as hell, like a second skin in your normal attire. Long-sleeve, slate-grey henley fitting snugly around your upper extremities while the black cargos are hugging tightly around your thighs, but is falling baggy below the knee.

He shifts his weight against the doorframe, supping up your every feature, pretending like he isn't falling apart on the inside at your mere presence.

"Can we help you?" He asks, coolly.

Smooth, Kyle. Smooth.

You narrow your eyes at him. "Actually, yes." You mimic the way he folds his arms across his chest before you take a deep breath.

"Laswell sent me over."

Price enters your line of sight, pressing his palm at the base of the casing, and peers down at you with a cocked brow.

"Laswell, you say?"

You shamelessly size up the Captain, not caring how your eyes are lingering a little longer than they should on him and his Sergeant. The pair cock an amused brow at your behavior before you shift on your other foot.

"Yeah, she said you could use my expertise, I suppose." You shrugged indifferently. Whether they choose to bring you on board wasn't really a huge concern of yours. By now, you were sure that they knew of your reputation, so if they took a chance on you right now, you'd be more than elated to join their elite task force even for just one mission. A huge part of you was itching to get back in the field, and honestly, you had a feeling that these men were a lot more resilient and capable of handling themselves enough to not get killed in the line of duty.

Price turns around to Johnny and Simon who approach from behind and they all share a look before peering down at you

"Let's get to work then, yeah?"

It is laborious work withholding himself from not jumping over the table and biting the flirty Scotsman's head off when he sees the way he was making you giggle. Using his boyish charm to woo you as he puts his arm around the back of the sofa to show you just how easy it is to hack into Russian portal sites to access any organized terrorist emails, threads, or private chats on any relevant intel they could muster up.

Making dirty hacker jokes like, "Ye got an access point fer me?"

To which Price shoots Johnny a knowing 'down boy' look and, of course, he just gives him a coy smile in response. It's infuriating.

So instead of simmering like a twat, he gets up to make himself a cup of coffee. And if it weren't for the smell of candied almonds and vanilla drowning into his senses, he would've never felt your presence standing beside him.

"Ya followin' me or are ya actually after a brew?" His eyes fall on you as he moves to lean against the counter and sip at his coffee.

"Make me one?" You ask with a reticent smile.

He swears he can feel the lump in his throat expanding as his pretty honey eyes flicker to you. He licks his dry lips before casting you a half grin and sets aside his mug. Kyle is a gentleman. He would never deny a lady's request. If the lady wants a coffee, then she will get a coffee.

He wordlessly prepares the machine once again, popping in the K-cup, letting it run until the mug is full and offers it to her. She sweetly thanks him and even her voice is enough to get a little rise out of him, but not long enough before he watches her hand the fucking brew to Johnny. Fingers tighten around the handle of the ceramic, but before it can crack a gloved skeleton hand reaches over his own and puts it down for him.

"Don' let tha' twat get to you." Simon's gruff voice cuts into the Sergeant's head. "He's jus' takin' a piss on ya."

They both glance over at the two who are back to being friendly, kicking their feet up before returning to their respective roles. But Johnny flickers his gaze to the hard stare he's feeling on him and gives them a cheeky wink and grin, toasting his mug to him before sipping at it. Kyle scowls at him.

"A Twat, he is."

The day of the mission is like any other day, but your scent is literally driving him into a maniacal state as he's adjusting the laces on his leather boots. This time it's reminiscent of musky prickly pears, and figs that are infused with your natural scent, and it's making him break a sweat.

But he snaps himself back into his domain. He spurns any invitation from you to sidetrack him when he's prepping. Humiliating himself in front of his Captain the last go around certainly exceeds the threshold of mortification he could handle. Add you into the mix and it's a recipe for disaster.

It was a simple enough objective. They were conducting a training exercise. A sweep and search to detect and disarm IEDs that were at a high risk to civilians inhabiting the south side of London without alarming the public. You were specifically instructed to wear concealed weapons, plain clothes, and a cigarette or two to blend in, but damn. Your ass looks so good in those low-rise jeans and the henley that's unbuttoned a little too far down...

Focus, Kyle.

"Mission like this is elementary for someone like you, innit?" Price breaks the silence, as he adjusts the gun in his holster. His brows raise at you as he chews on some cinnamon gum.

You playfully scoff, "Didn't make it this far to die on a simple sweep and search."

"Awe, don't look too doonfaced that ye haven't been sent on a real mission yet." Johnny ribs winking at you.

That earns a little chuckle from the gentlemen around you except for Simon. He's gazing out the window in a far-flung daze, and you bump your knee into him. His dark eyes flicker to you and he bumps your knee back in acknowledgement. Just black cat things.

Surprisingly that doesn't wrack Kyle's nerves. Instead, it just brings a smile to his face. Being aware of your status within the base made the small interactions you shared with them all the more charming. The skittish black cat in you began to emerge from the alleyway, hesitant to be petted but still willing to brush her tail against their calves.

Cute.

"Mate, if you take any longer, 'm gonna blow myself up for fun."

"Oh, feck off."

Playful banter is exchanged between Simon and Johnny, as they work in pairs to disarm the 'bombs' scattered throughout the city while remaining undercover. Thankfully, the five of you were out of earshot from any residents because you'd all have a field day with that one and something tells you that Price doesn't exactly have the patience for that kind of thing.

"Suprised you're not complaining." Kyle speaks up as he surveys you to cut the last wire to neutralize the threat. The grass is dewy, and there's a hum of cars passing on the slick streets as civilians shuffle past, huddled in coats.

"Nice work, [name]." Price praises, seeing that you completed your task. You cast a smile his way.

"Thanks, Cap."

And he's moving back to Johnny and Simon who are too preoccupied with one another to see that their Captain is a bit disgruntled with their lack of urgency.

"They're such knuckleheads." You chuckle to yourself.

Kyle glances over at the three who are now bickering over something that was now completely unrelated to the task. His smile grows.

"That they are."

"So, do I pass or what?" You stood up straight, glancing over at your Captain. He gives you a good-natured grin.

"Don't get too cocky now. It's still an op, y' know?"

You nod your head. He was right about that. It still was an active operation that could flip at any moment. Intrusive thoughts flood your mind and you feel frozen.

"Hey," You feel a grounding hand on your shoulder. You glance up to see Kyle warmly smiling down at you. "You'll be alright. We'll be alright."

Price feels pride wash over him as he looks at his Sergeant and then back at you as he folds his arms over his chest. "This isn't like any team you've ever been on before."

"I've heard the stories." You mimic your Captain's gesture. "barely hangin' off a heli and still managing to rush the enemy? Impressive."

"Upside down at that." Price claps Kyle's shoulder, causing him to become bashful at his Captain's words.

Your Captain averts his gaze to Johnny and Simon, who are on their last disarming. "Are you lot finished, yet?"

He goes on to berate the two who were taking a wee bit too long for his liking, leaving the both of you alone. Kyle awkwardly shifts his weight as he hovers his hand over his gun.

Your gaze is intense on him, not even bothering to pick up any conversation. He can practically see your tail twirling, feeling at ease with his presence while he feels himself gnawing away at his insides to say anything.

He takes a breath. "You're a lot calmer than I thought."

You shrug. "Well, when you've outlasted seven crews, what's eight?"

"Yeah, about that," You both pause for a moment, observing as a throng of pedestrians treks on the sidewalk just a few yards away, but they disappear behind the buildings unaware of your militant presence. "you wanna tell me why you're the only one who's made it out?"

You narrow your eyes at him. He is right to be suspicious, but you didn't feel like being scrutinized for the nth time. You were proven innocent in every situation, but something lingers in the back of your mind that makes you feel guilty every time. The memories of your missions have gone south, the sharp sting of adrenaline coursing through your veins as you dodge ricocheting bullets. But you shake the thoughts away. "Another time, maybe. Don't wanna jinx it, do we now?"

Kyle grins at that. His honey eyes fixate on you, searching your expression for anything that will give way to what you're really thinking.

Before either of you can say more, Price's voice cuts through the air. "Enough chit-chat. We've got one more to disarm and I want it done before anyone catches wind of what we're up to."

The tension between you dissolves as a new one accumulates in your shoulders as you refocus on the task and approach the final IED. You begin to feel the reality of the situation hit you when you realize everything could go insanely wrong. The public may be unaware, but the consequences of failure are all too real. Your consequences, your failure.

Price gestures for you to take the lead on this one, after all, you're the one he's really examining. You don't realize it, but he has full belief in your abilities. He's read your file and he knows damn well what you're capable of. You're under the scrutiny of your teammates, but one shoulder squeeze from your Cap gives you the morale boost to drop to one knee and begin your work.

Upon investigating the device, you realize it's like the other devices and you feel yourself relax a little. Kyle is at your side, and trepidation seeps into your fingers as they cruise over the wires.

"Blue or red?" he asks.

You don't even skip a beat. "Blue." you reply, trusting your instincts. "On my count."

Kyle readies himself with his wire cutters. "One. Two. Three."

You both carefully snip the wires, and for a moment it feels like the world stops. Your eyes watch as the device powers down, neutralizing the threat.

"That's it." you breathe out, feeling relief wash over you as allow your shoulders to relax.

Price steps forward, and claps you both on the back. "Good work, Wisp, both of you. Civvies are starting to get curious around here."

Wisp?

"Yeah, Wisp! Tha's a good one, Cap!" Johnny cheers, holding out his hands to give you a double high five. You giggle at the unexpected enthusiasm, but you high-five him back and intertwined your fingers together and he does a mini jig.

"Did a fine job." Simon politely nods, respecting your space, unlike his idiotic, cutesy counterpart.

Kyle clicks his tongue but is grinning otherwise at your success. The Scotsman can flirt all day with you, but he knows there is some brimming between you two. It was simply a game of cat and mouse at this point.

Wisp.

As you gather your gear, a lingering sense of impending doom still skulks in the back of your mind. You feel an itch under the skin where your past scars have healed over, but it's duller than usual. Pushing it to the back of your mind, you fall into step with Kyle feeling as though something has shifted in your dynamic with everyone.

In that crucial moment, Kyle trusted you. They all trusted you. It lingers in your mind, a question left unasked.

Kyle nudges, catching your gaze. His smile stretches beautifully across his face. "Guess we make a good team don't we, Wisp?"

Wisp.

You can't help but return the smile, feeling the butterflies settle in your stomach. You feel reborn. "Guess we do."

As you walk away from the site, blending back into the hustle and bustle of the city, you can't help but wonder what your next mission will bring. Whether the tension that is rising between Kyle and you will go unspoken. For now, you'll allow yourself to savor your victory. You've come out of it unscathed. They came out of it unscathed. As awful as it was, that's more than what you could ever say about your last teammates.

And as the rain falls softly around you, you feel like the hell you've endured is somehow worth it.

[talesfrommedinastation]

My redneck neighbor Doug's interpretations on various 'Bad Batch' characters

So, it turns out my neighbor Doug, who lives next to me, is a MASSIVE Star Wars nerd. Hooray! Found this out earlier during a snow storm. He was thrilled when he found out my kids and I watch this show together, and had some...brilliant...insights on how he interprets the show. I'll be dropping some of the wildest descriptions here from time to time.

This was months ago, but damn it, it was so wild how this chubby Cajun Boomer described the show. I'm going to drop some of his best gems that he's texted me since January:

Crosshair: "So that there's Daddy Warcrimes. All you need to know is he lives on beer and Slim Jims, has more guns then Jesus got faith, and that he does your mom on the weekends, and then you thank him for his service."

Hunter: "Aw man, we got Rambo up in this place. Daddy Rambo. He looks like he's got some hot wife with a huge butt who makes amazing biscuits, but he only showers on the weekends for reasons he won't tell you."

Wrecker: "I know, I KNOW, he's got some cool Star Wars name, but in my head, he's Julio. He looks like a Julio, ya know? Every Julio's been the nicest guy with a truck and a million friends. I swear. I bet he's a contractor and lays pipe like you wouldn't believe." ::winks::

Tech: "Hm, yeah, I know him. That's Ryan-from-Accounting, somebody's hipster dad. You know, everyone knows a Ryan who works in accounting, he's quiet, only drinks IPAs, and has a bitch wife named Laura who drives a Kia and is always yelling at him. Poor man. I hope Julio saves him from his bitch wife Laura."*

Echo: "Eh, Toaster Strudel. Homeboy looks like his daddy had an affair with a convection oven on shore leave and forgot to pay child support."

Omega: "Little Orphan Blondie. I hope she gets real parents or something besides those freaky alien things running the mall on the ocean."**

Admiral Rampart: "I hate this smarmy jack-ass already. He looks like my asshole nephew who got some fancy degree but can't keep a job in corporate because he's such a little ass, he talks down to the janitors and always leaves at 2 pm 'to beat traffic'. He's MBA-Rob."

*=I can't emphasize the vitriol Doug had in his voice when describing 'bitch wife named Laura'. I am so deeply concerned for Ryan-from-Accounting, wherever he is.

**= 'The mall on the ocean' describing Tipoca City sent me. That is how I refer to it now.

[itsbasil]

Okay I guess we're talking about one of my many alphabet team blorbos today

Rain

Rain (serial no. 62-09-32905)

she/her

At the size Alphabet Team and its parent PMC has reached, it helps to have a Spartan on board who excels at being more than just a weapon. Rain is a decisive, selfless, and dedicated leader, brought on board Alphabet Team as an external hire for her well-known leadership skills and mastery of small-team tactics. She's part of the "glue" Nyotatu-Lanhu is betting on to hold Alphabet Team together, turning them from a messy gang of rowdy corporate supersoldiers into a cohesive, hyper-competent titan of a team.

More than anything, Rain is defined by a tremendous sense of responsibility for those who choose to trust her. No matter the teammate, no matter the cost to herself, she takes it upon herself to get everyone out the other side in one piece. She's often the first to stand up for her teammates and the last one to back down; she wants her teammates to do their best, and she's well aware of how infectious her confidence can be.

Rain's status as a near-archetypal leader figure gives some people the idea that being a stoic, steely-eyed weapon is a full-time job she never clocks out of, so it's a surprise to many regular personnel just how much she likes to smile. Being among the more pragmatic and composed members of Alphabet Team doesn't stop Rain from being an affectionate ball of charisma around her friends; those close to her know to expect little shoulder punches and endearingly bad jokes from her when she's in a good mood, and the team's jokesters know she has enough sarcasm and dry wit to go toe to toe with any of them. As seriously as she takes being a leader, letting her hair down a little is something she will still allow herself when she can. It's the least she can do to take the edge off.

On the flip side, she takes her self-assigned responsibilities very seriously, and can come across as a hardass to the rest of Alphabet Team when they take what she sees as unnecessary risks. Her teammates don't seem to mind this, though; the more she does it, the more it's obvious she does it because she cares about them, and that care clearly runs a lot deeper than Rain is comfortable letting on. Like most other corporate Spartans, Rain has a hard time keeping her emotions under wraps, and even with her helmet on it's hard for her to hide what she's feeling.

Uncommonly among corporate Spartans, Rain's sense of duty to keep those around her safe extends to baseline humans; it doesn't matter if she's leading a fireteam of fellow Spartans or ordinary personnel, she remains just as selfless and supportive a teammate as ever. This has earned her a glowing reputation among the PMCs she's worked with, with Nyotatu-Lanhu's SPECWAR division adopting her as their unofficial mascot.

This popularity has always been a double-edged sword for Rain: she's deeply appreciative of the trust regular personnel place in her over other Spartans she sees as equally capable, but being surrounded by them quickly reminds her that she's just that– a Spartan– and is terribly out of her depth as anything other than a tactical asset to ordinary people. Her sociability falls apart in "normal" social situations, and she often ends up slipping away to return to her team.

As terrific a leader as Rain is, however, the things that earned her that reputation are the things that worry her teammates the most. Keeping others safe, shouldering burdens others can't, these are what Rain is for, what she's always been for, it is what and who she is, and she cannot fathom being anything else. Every injured teammate, every KIA report, every dead friend and fireteam in her past twists the knife in her heart a little deeper, each one a failure she knows she could have prevented if she just pushed herself harder.

It eats at her. It weighs on her. The foundations have been cracking for a while now, but she can't allow herself to fail again, not with people she's starting to really care about. She needs to make sure everyone is safe. She'll make sure everyone lives, she'll make sure everyone gets to go home.

Even if it ends up killing her.

[sgt-tombstone]

this but Soap convinces an entire platoon of privates and corporals to call Ghost mom for a week straight while out on a field training exercise

Price is already filling out KIA forms for when Ghost snaps and kills a rookie or, more likely, Soap

Gaz gets daily updates and saves them all for blackmail later

[flowersandbirdsflyingfree]

KIA: A TANK DEMPSEY ODYSSEY

This is a fanfic I have been planning on for a long time. Chapters will be rolling out one at a time so that each revision will aid in careful craftsmanship for the story I have planned.

SYNOPSIS: Dr. Edward Richtofen receives test subject Corporal “Tank” Dempsey on September 17th, 1945 from a failed rescue mission. As the unlucky guinea pig, Dempsey was mercilessly chosen for inhuman testing that led to his demise… until he was resurrected by miracle. Tank returns from the clutches of death with a reanimated purpose to hunt down the man responsible for both his death and the disappearance of his best friend. Join Dempsey as he paves his way past ruined decay to uncover the puzzle pieces. This is the conquest of the legend that is Tank Dempsey.

[hug-kiss-marry-kill]

List of already polled characters:

2b/YoRHa No. 2 Type B - Nier: Automata: Hug

A.B.A - Guilty Gears: Hug

Abe - The Oddworld Series: Hug

Abed Nadir - NBC Community: Hug

Aborto - Filler Bunny: Kill

Abramar - The Cosmic Wheel Sisterhood: Kill

Abuela Claudia - In the Heights: Hug

Adam - Hazbin Hotel: Kill

Adonis “Donnie” Creed - Creed movies - Rocky franchise: Hug

Adrian Andrews - Ace Attorney: Hug

Adrien Agreste - Miraculous Ladybug: Adopt

Aeryn Sun - Farscape: Hug

Ageha Hijiri - Hirogaru Sky PreCure: Hug

Agnea Bristarni - Octopath Traveler 2: Hug

Aidan - The Illuminae Files: Kill

Aiden Clark - School Bus Graveyard: Hug

Aiden Sousuke - Bleach: Kill

Aigis - Persona 3: Hug

Akane Sonozaki - Higurashi: Kill

Akira Kenjou - KiraKira PreCure à la Mode: Hug

Alan Wake - Alan Wake: Hug

Alexandra Trese - Trese: Kiss

Alex DeLarge - A Clockwork Orange: Kill

Alex Taylor - Good Game: Kill

All Might - My Hero Academia: Hug

Almalexia - Elder Scrolls 3: Morrowind: Tribunal: Kill

Alphonse Elric - Fullmetal Alchemist: Hug

Alucard Tepes - Castlevania: Marry

Amanda Ripley - Alien: Isolation/Alien franchise: Hug

Amane Momose - MILGRAM Project: Adopt

America/Alfred F Jones - Hetalia: Kill

Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader - Star Wars: Kill

Anacostia Quartermaine - Motherland: Fort Salem: Hug

Anders - Dragon Age 2: Hug

Andrew Minyard - All For The Game: Hug

Andy Knightley - The World’s End: Hug

Angela - Lobotomy Corporation and Library of Ruin: Hug

Angelica Schuyler - Hamilton: Hug

Angoramon - Digimon: Hug

Anthony "Tony" Prince - Grand Theft Auto: Kill

Antonio Madrigal - Encanto: Pat on the head

Applejack - My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic: Hug

Apple White - Ever After High: Pat on the head

Aragorn - The Lord of the Rings: Marry

Archer - Pokemon: Kill

Argan - Winx Club: Hug

Aristotle - Billie Bust Up: Hug

Arthur Dent - The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy: Hug

Arthur Lester - Malevolent: Hug

Arthur Morgan - Red Dead Redemption 2: Marry

Arvin Russell - The Devil all the Time: Hug

Ashe Bradley - Witch's Heart: Kill

Ashley Graham - Resident Evil: Hug

Ashley Williams - Mass Effect: Hug

Ashlyn Banner - School Bus Graveyard: Pat on the head

Astarion - Baldur's Gate 3: Hug

ASTRA - The Entropy Centre: Pat on the head

Astro Boy - Astro Boy: Pat on the head

Atlas - Cryptid Crush: Hug

Atropal Scion - Dungeons & Dragons: Kill

Atsushi Nakajima - Bungo Stray Dogs: Hug

Augustus Sinclair - Bioshock: Kill

Avicenna - Some Desperate Glory: Kill

Awake Remembrance of These Valiant Dead Kia Hua Ko Te Pai Snap Back to Reality Oops There Goes Gravity - The Locked Tomb: Kiss

Aya Maruyama - BanG Dream: Hug

Ayame Sohma - Fruits Basket: Kill

Aziraphale - Good Omens: Hug

Baba - Baba is you: Pat on the head

Babe - Pit Babe: Hug

Bai Wuchang - Word of Honor: Kill

Bandit Heeler - Bluey: Hug

Barbara Kopetski/Barb Wire - Comics Greatest World/Dark Horse Comics: Kill

Barbra - Night of the Living Dead: Hug

Barnaby - Billie Bust Up: Hug

Barney - Barney and Friends: Kill

Barry Klemper - The Boys Next Door: Kill

Bart Simpson - The Simpsons: Pat on the head

Basil - Omori: Hug

Basil Exposition - Austin Powers: Kill

Battler Ushiromiya - Umineko: Kill

Bayonetta - Bayonetta: Marry

BD-1 - Star Wars Jedi (Survivor / Fallen Order): Adopt

Beatrice - Umineko: Marry

Becka - Scarlet Hollow: Hug

Beebee - Adventures with Anxiety: Hug

Benoit Blanc - Knives Out: Hug

Bernd das Brot - KiKa/German TV: Kill

Bernkastel - Umineko: Hug

Bibble - Barbie: Kill

Bierce - Dark Deception: Kill

Big Hill - Reservation Dogs: Hug

Bill Cipher - Gravity Falls: Kill

Billy Coen - Resident Evil 0: Kill

Blazer - Stray: Hug

Blitzwing - Transformers Animated: Hug

Bloaty - Invader Zim: Kill

Blood Pet - Magic the Gathering: Kill

Bob Newby - Stranger Things: Hug

Bob Pancakes - The Sims: Kill

Bog King - Strange Magic: Hug

Bolt - Disney's Bolt: Adopt

Bonnie - In Stars and Time: Hug

Boyfriend - Friday Night Funkin: Kill

Bradley Nicholson - Milo Murphy's Law: Pat on the head

Bradley Uppercrust III - An Extremely Goofy Movie: Kill

Brad Meltzer - Xavier Riddle and the Secret Museum: Pat on the head

Brahms Heelshire - The Boy: Kill

Brainy Smurf - The Smurfs: Pat on the head

Breezepelt - Warrior Cats: Pat on the head

Brian Flanagan - Cocktail: Kill

Brian Robeson - Hatchet: Pat on the head

Brian The Prethinker - Toontown Corporate Clash: Kill

Bridget - Guilty Gear XX: Hug

Brooklyn - Gargoyles: Hug

Bruce Wayne - Batman: Hug

Bucky Beaver - Shipwrecked 64: Hug

Buffy Summers - Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Hug

Buggy - One Piece: Kill

Cale Tucker - Titan A.E.: Hug

Camila Noceda - The Owl House: Hug

Camille Saroyan - Bones: Hug

Candace Flynn - Phineas and Ferb: Hug

Captain Pip Bernadotte - Hellsing Ultimate: Hug

Captain Haddock - Tintin: Hug

Captain Takeo Masaki - Call of Duty: Zombies: Hug

Carlos the Scientist - Welcome to Night Vale: Hug

Castiel - Supernatural: Hug

Catherine - The Gregory Horror Show: Kill

Catra - She-Ra: Hug

Cecil Palmer - Welcome to Night Vale: Hug

Celty - Durarara!!: Hug

Cerise Hood - Ever After High: Pat on the head

Cersei Lannister - Game of Thrones: Kill

Charlene "Charlie" McGee - Firestarter: Pat on the head

Charles Calvin - Henry Stickmin Collection: Hug

Charlie Cutter - Uncharted franchise: Kill

Charon - Hades: Hug

Charon - John Wick: Hug

Chelsea - Royal Scandel: Hug

Chibiusa/Sailor Mini Moon - Sailor Moon: Pat on the head

Chikai Kuji - Sarazanmai: Kill

Chilchuck Tims - Delicious in Dungeon: Hug

Child - Young Justice: Kill

Chloe Bourgeois - Miraculous Ladybug: Adopt

Chloe O'Brian - 24: Hug

Chococat - Sanrio: Pat on the head

Choi Chul-woong - Oasis: Kill

Chrom - Fire Emblem: Marry

Chrome - Dr. Stone: Pat on the head

Claire Fisher - Six Feet Under: Hug+Kill

Claud - Fire Emblem Genealogy of the holy war: Kill

Clay Puppington - Moral Orel: Kill

Clea - Doctor Strange: Kiss

Clint Barton/Hawkeye - Marvel: Hug

Clive Handforth - LittleBigPlanet/LittleBigPlanet2: Hug

Cloud Haetae Cookie - Cookie Run Kingdom: Pat on the head

Cogimyun - Sanrio: Pat on the head

Clyde ‐ Dreams of an Insomniac: Hug

Coco - Witch Hat Atelier: Adopt

Cole Brown - Martin: Hug+Kill

Colette - The Thea Stilton novels: Hug

Conan Edogawa - Detective Conan: Pat on the head

Coraline - Coraline: Hug+Adopt

Cordell Walker - Walker 2021: Hug

Cormag - Fire Emblem: Kill

Coro chan - Sanrio: Pat on the head

Crash Man - Megaman 2: Hug

Cream the Rabbit - Sonic: Hug

Crow Strider - Homestuck/Crow Strider AU: Kill

Crying Child - Five Nights at Freddy's 4: Adopt

Cully Barnaby - Midsomer Murders: Hug

Cynthia - Pokémon Diamond/Pearl/Platinum: Marry

Daijin - Suzume: Pat on the head

Daisy Johnson - Agents of SHIELD: Hug

Daisy Tonner - The Magnus Archives: Kill

Dale Cooper - Twin Peaks: Hug

Damian Wayne - DC Comics: Pat on the head

Damien Darhk - Arrow: Kill

Damon Salvatore - The Vampire Diaries: Kill

Dana Scully - The X-Files: Marry

Daniel - Dark Pictures Anthology: Little Hope: Kill

Daniel Matthews - Saw: Pat on the head

Danny "Danny Boy" Archuleta - Predator 2: Kill

Danny Butterman - Hot Fuzz: Hug

Danny Fenton - Danny Phantom: Hug

Da Quing - Guardian: Hug

Darcmon - Digimon: Hug

Darkiplier - Who Killed Markiplier: Kill

Dash Parker/né Arkadin - Minority Report: Kill

Dave - Total Drama: Kill

Daxter - Jak and Daxter: Hug

Dean Winchester - Supernatural: Hug

Death - Puss in Boots: The Last Wish: Kiss

Death the Kid - Soul Eater: Hug

Delenn - Babylon 5: Hug

Desmond Hume - Lost: Kill

Detective Noel/Charlie Dowd - Malevolent: Hug

Dewey Duck - Ducktales: Pat on the head

Dexter Morgan - Dexter: Kill

Diana of Themyscira | Wonder Woman - DC Comics: Marry

Dib - Invader Zim: Pat on the head

Dick Grayson - DC comics: Hug

Dieter - Monster: Kill

Digby - Dead Estate: Pat on the head

Doctor Strange Supreme - Marvel's What If...?: Kill

Dogday - Poppy Playtime: Adopt

Dominique de Sade - Vanitas no carte: Hug

Donald Duck - Ducktales 2017: Hug

Donald Trump - Real Life: Kill

Donald Trump - Real Life: Fuck

Donatello Splinterson - Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2003: Hug

Don Ramón/Seu Madruga - El Chavo del Ocho/Chaves: Hug

Doorstopper - Animatic Battle/Object Fool: Kill

Dorana - Winx Club: Kill

Dr. Boris Habit - Smile For Me: Hug

Dr. Claire Finn - The Orville: Hug

Dr. D Light - It's Not Me, It's My Basement: Hug

Dr. Flug ‐ Villainous: Hug

Dr. Herbert Lankmann - Dreams of an Insomniac: Kill

Dr. Loboto - Psychonauts: Kill

Dr. Ludwig/The Medic - Team Fortress 2: Kill

Dr. Temnova - PAFL/Parties are for Losers: Kill

Dr. Two Brains - WordGirl: Hug

Dragon - Shrek: Hug

Draco Malfoy - Harry Potter: Kill

Dream of the Endless - The Sandman: Hug

Dylan Lenivy - The Quarry: Hug

Echidna - Fire Emblem: Marry

Echo - Star Wars The Clone Wars/The Bad Batch: Hug

Ecolo - Puyo Puyo: Hug

Ed - Shaun of the Dead: Kill

Edd - Eddsworld: Hug

Edie Finch - What remains of Edith Finch: Kill

Edward Elric - Fullmetal Alchemist: Pat on the head

Edward "Whitebeard" Newgate - One Piece: Hug

Ego Core - Meet the Cores: Kill

Eileen Leahy - Supernatural: Hug

Eisen - Sousou no Frieren: Hug

El Chapulín Colorado - El Chapulín Colorado: Hug

El Chavo/Chaves - El Chavo del Ocho: Kill

Elena Shimabara - THE iDOLM@STER Million Live: Pat on the head

El Huachimingo - 31 minutos: Hug

Elias - Noli Me Tangere: Kill

Elias Bouchard - The Magnus Archives: Kill

Elizabeth Swann - Pirates of the Caribbean: Marry

Emily Kauffman - Gylt: Hug

Emperor Belos - The Owl House: Kill

Emu Otori - Project Sekai: Pat on the head

Ena Shinomome - Project Sekai: Hug

Entrapta - She-Ra and the Princesses of Power: Hug

Eowyn - The Lord of the Rings: Marry

Eri - My Hero Academia: Adopt

Eric Foreman - House M. D.: Hug

Ericht Samaya - Mobile Suit Gundam: The Witch from Mercury: Pat on the head

Eric Matthews - Saw: Kill

Eric Wynn - Cube Zero: Kill

Erik (The Phantom) - The Phantom of The Opera: Kill

Eucerin - Object Fool: Kill

Eva Ushiromiya - Umineko: Hug

Evan "Buck" Buckley - 9-1-1 TV Series: Hug

Ezio Auditore da Firenze - Assassin's Creed: Hug

Ezra - On Air Island: Hug

Fan - Rockman Strategy: Kill

Fantoccio - Billie Bust Up!: Hug

Felix Fathom - Miraculous Ladybug : Pat on the head

Felix Kranken - The Walten Files: Kill

Feng - Balls of Fury: Kill

Fernando Vera - Mr. Robot: Kill

Fezzik - Home Movie: The Princess Bride: Hug

First Aid - Transformers Animated: Hug

Fitz Vacker - Keeper of the Lost Cities: Pat on the head

Five Pebbles - Rain World: Hug

Flowey - Undertale: Pat on the head

Floyd - Trolls Band Together: Kill

Flynn - Shin Megami Tensei IV (Apocalypse): Hug

Folca - Pathfinder: Kill

Fox Mulder - The X-Files: Hug

Francine "Fran" ("Flygirl") Parker - Dawn of the Dead: Hug

Francis Mosses - That’s not my neighbor: Hug

Frank Fontaine - Bioshock: Kill

Franklin Saint - Snowfall: Hug

Freddy Fazbear - Five Nights at Freddy's: Kill

Frisk - Undertale: Pat on the head

Fubuki Shirou - Inazuma Eleven: Hug

Fukase - Vocaloid: Hug

Furina - Genshin Impact: Hug

Future Edd - Eddsworld: Kill

Fyodor Dostoevsky - Bungo Stray Dogs: Kill

Gabe Ugliano - Percy Jackson: Kill

Gabriel - Ultrakill: Hug

Gale Hawthorne - The Hunger Games Franchise: Kill

Gamzee Makara - Homestuck: Kill

Garden of Thorns Gregor - Limbus Company: Marry

Garfield - Garfield: Pat on the head

Garry - Ib: Hug

Garu/Karu - Nu:Carnival: Hug

Gary King - The World’s End: Hug

Gelus - Death Note: Pat on the head

General Sarah Alder - Motherland: Fort Salem: Kill

Geno - Super Mario RPG: Hug

Gideon Nav - The Locked Tomb: Hug

Giles - The Shape of Water: Hug

Gilgamesh Wolfenbach - Girl Genius: Hug

Ginpachi-Senpai - Gintama: Kill

GLaDOS - Portal: Marry

Glenn Close - Dungeons and Daddies: Kill

Godzilla - Godzilla (Monsterverse): Hug

Gomamon/X-Antibody - Digimon: Pat on the head

Gonta Gokuhara - Danganronpa: Hug

Gorōbei Katayama - Seven Samurai: Hug

Gosha - Beastars: Hug

Grant Ward - Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.: Kill

Gray Wing - Warrior Cats: Kill

Gray Yeon - The Weak Hero Webtoon: Kill

Greg Heffley - Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Kill

Gregory - Five Nights at Freddy's, Security Breach: Kill

Gretchen - Scarlet Hollow: Pat on the head

Grillby - Undertale: Marry

Grimora - Inscryption: Kill

Guardener - Undertale Yellow: Hug

Gummigoo - The Amazing Digtal Circus: Hug

Gundham Tanaka - Super Danganronpa 2: Hug

Hal 9000 - Space Odyssey: Marry

Halsin - Baldur's Gate 3: Marry

Hal Stewart/Titan - Megamind: Kill

Haruhi Fujioka - Ouran High School Host Club: Hug

Harrowhark Nonagesimus - The Locked Tomb: Adopt

Hau - Pokemon (Sun/Moon, Ultra Sun/Moon): Hug

Heath - Blackstar Theater Starless: Hug+Kill

Heathcliff - Heathcliff Comic Strip: Hug

Heather Mason - Silent Hill 3: Hug

Heinz Doofenshmirtz - Phineas and Ferb: Hug

Hello Kitty - Sanrio: Pat on the head

Helob - Cult of the Lamb: Kill

Hernan Alvarez/Shades - Luke Cage: Kill

He Who Gets Slapped - He Who Gets Slapped: Kill

Heywood Floyd - Space Odyssey: Kill

Hideyasu "Sōki" Yūki - Onimusha games: Kill

Hikaru Sulu - Star Trek Continues: Hug

Himiko Toga - My Hero Academia: Pat on the head

Hinata Shouyou - Haikyuu!!: Hug

Hiro Hamada - Big Hero 6: Hug

Holston Becker - Silo: Hug

Homelander - The Boys: Kill

Homer Simpson - The Simpsons: Kill

Homura Akemi - Puella Magi Madoka Magika: Hug

Horrid Henry - Horrid Henry: Kill

Howard "Bunny" Colvin - The Wire: Hug

Huey Duck - Ducktales: Pat on the head

Hug Kiss Marry Kill Tumblr blog - Tumblr: Hug

Husk - Hazbin Hotel: Hug

Hwoarang - Tekken 7: Kill

Hyuk Lee - Sweet Home: Kill

Hyun Cha - Sweet Home: Hug

lan jingyi - The Untamed/cql: Pat on the head

lcb Sinner Gregor - Limbus Company: Marry

Ignatz Victor - Fire Emblem Three Houses: Pat on the head

Igor Grom - Major Grom: Hug

Ilya Oblomov - Oblomov: Hug

Indika - Indika: Hug

Inosuke Hashibira - Demon Slayer/Kimetsu No Yaiba: Pat on the head

Inuyasha - Inuyasha: Pat on the head

Invidia Bat - A Little Vice: Hug

Iris Black - Countdown to Countdown: Hug

Iron Giant - The Iron Giant: Hug

Isaac - The Orville: Hug

Ivan - Alien Stage: Hug

Izaya Orihara - Durarara!!: Kill

Jack Horner - Puss in Boots: The Last Wish: Kill

Jack Kline - Supernatural: Hug

Jaime Lannister - A Song of Ice and Fire: Kill

Jaime Reyes - Blue Beetle: Hug

Jak - Jak and Daxter: Hug

Jake Carter - The Marine movies/WWE: Kill

Jake Holling/Megaforce Black/Super Megaforce Green - Power Rangers Megaforce / Power Rangers Super Megaforce: Kill

James Wilson - House MD: Hug

Janet - The Good Place: Hug

Jason Todd - Batman: Hug

Jason Voorhees - Friday the 13th: Hug

Jax - The Amazing Digital Circus: Kill

Jay - Beyond Two Souls: Kill

Jeanne - Vanitas no carte: Hug

Jedah Diamond - Tokyo 7th Sisters: Hug

Jeff Whitman - The Devil in Me (The Dark Pictures Anthology): Kill

Jerry - Undertale: Kill

Jessica "Jess" Riley - Until Dawn: Hug

Jester Lavorre - Critical Role: Hug

Jiang Cheng - Mo Dao Zu Shi / The Untamed: Hug

Jim Phelps - Mission Impossible: Kill

Jiro Yamashita - The Idolmaster SideM: Hug

Jobin Higashikata - JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Kill

Joe Biden - Real Life: Kill

Johan Liebert - Monster: Kill

John Coffey - The Green Mile: Hug

John Crichton - Farscape: Hug

John Doe - Malevolent: Hug

John Gaius - The Locked Tomb: Kill

John “Soap” MacTavish - Call of Duty - Modern Warfare series: Marry

Jonathan Sims - The Magnus Archives: Hug

Joshu Higashikata - JoJo's Bizarre Adventure Part 8: JoJolion: Kill

Josh Washington - Until Dawn: Hug

Jotaro Kujo - Jojo’s bizarre adventure: Kill

Joyce Barnaby - Midsomer Murders: Hug

Juan Carlos Bodoque - 31 Minutos: Hug

Judy Hopps - Zootopia: Hug

Julian - Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja: Pat on the head

Juliette - Mushoku Tensei: Pat on the head

Kabru - Dungeon Meshi: Hug

Kagamine Len - Project SEKAI: Pat on the head

Kagome Higurashi - Inuyasha: Hug

Kakashi Hatake - Naruto: Marry

Kaladin Stormblessed - The Stormlight Archive: Hug

Kanba Takakura - Mawaru Penguindrum: Pat on the head

KAngel/Ame-chan - Needy Streamer Overload: Hug

Kankri Vantas - Homestuck: Kill

Kanta Higurashi - Zom 100: Hug+Kill

Kaoru Hakaze - Ensemble Stars: Kill

Karkat Vantas - Homestuck: Kill

Karma Akabane - Assassination Classroom: Hug

Kasane Teto - UTAU: Hug

Kata Akuna - Star Wars Jedi (Survivor/Fallen Order): Pat on the head

Kat Neese - Raising Dion: Hug+Kill

Kayne - Malevolent: Kill

Kazuya Kinoshita - Rent a Girlfriend: Kill

Keiju Tabuki - Mawaru Penguindrum: Kill

Keine Ron - UTAU: Pat on the head

Kel - Onori: Hug

Kellyn - Pokemon Ranger: Shadows of Almia: Pat on the head

Ken - Barbie: Hug

Kendall Roy - Succession: Hug

Kensuke Kurosaki - Corpse Party: Pat on the head

Kermit the Frog - The Muppet: Hug

Kestrel - Wings of Fire: Kill

Kevin - Welcome to Night Vale: Kill

Kevin McCallister - Home Alone: Pat on the head

Keyleth - Critical Role: Hug

Khalida - Motherland: Fort Salem: Pat on the head

Kikunojo - One Piece: Marry

Kikuchiyo - Seven Samurai: Kiss

Kikyo - Inuyasha: Hug

Killua Zoldyck - Hunter x Hunter: Pat on the head

Kim - Kinnporsche: The Series: Hug

Kim Dokja - Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint: Hug

King Andrias - Amphibia: Kill

King Randolph - Barbie in the 12 Dancing Princesses: Kill

Kinito - KinitoPET: Pat on the head

Kinzo Ushiromiya - Umineko: Kill

Kira Seijirou - Inazuma Eleven: Kill

Kirby - Kirby: Pat on the head

Kitty Jones - Bartimaeus Trilogy: Hug

Klaus von Reinherz - Kekkai Sensen: Marry

Klavier Gavin - Ace Attorney: Hug

Klutzy - Club Penguin: Pat on the head

Kohaku - Dr. Stone: Pat on the head

Kokichi Oma - Danganronpa V3: Kill

Korosensei - Assassination Classroom: Hug

Korra - Legend of Korra: Hug

Kotoko Yuzuriha - Milgram: Hug

Kou Minamoto - Toilet-Bound Hanako-Kun: Hug

Kris Dreemurr - Deltarune: Hug

Kurokumo Clan Captain Gregor - Limbus Company: Kiss

Kuzco - The Emperor's New Groove: Pat on the head

Kyle Drako - Milo Murphy's Law: Kill

Kyubi - Puella Magi Madoka Magika: Kill

Kyungsoon - Purrgatory: Hug

L - Death Note: Hug

La Chilindrina/Chiquinha - El Chavo del Ocho/Chaves: Pat on the head

LadyDevimon - Digimon: Kiss

Lady Eboshi - Princess Mononoke: Marry

Lady Sio - Afro Samurai: Kiss

LaFawnduh Lucas - Napoleon Dynamite: Hug

Lance - Pokemon Special Edition: Pat on the head

Lance Serrano - Voltron: Hug

Langly (X-Files): Kill

Lantern Gregor - Limbus Company: Hug

Lara Vega - Minority Report: Hug

Lee Doo-hak - Oasis: Hug

Lee Everett - Telltale’s The Walking Dead: Hug

Lenore "Lenny" Busker/The Breakfast Queen - Legion: Kill

Leo Valdez - Heroes of Olympus: Hug

Leshy - Inscryption: Hug

Lestat de Lioncourt - Interview with the Vampire: Kill

Lev Myshkin - The Idiot: Hug

Licorice Cookie - Cookie Run Kingdom: Hug

Lila - Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2022: Hug

Lili Zanotto - Psychonauts: Pat on the head

Lisa Simpson - The Simpsons: Pat on the head

Liu Qianqiao - Qord of Honor: Hug

Lloyd the Lion - Indigo Park: Kill

Logan Fields - School Bus Graveyard: Hug

Luke Trapper - The Marine movies/WWE: Kill

Lonely Wizard - Inscryption: Hug

Looks to the Moon - Rain World: Hug

Luan Loud - The Loud House: Kill

Lucia Villanueva - Snowfall: Hug

Lucifer Morningstar - Hazbin Hotel: Marry

Luigi - Super Mario Brothers: Hug

Luisa Madrigal - Encanto: Hug

Luke Carder - Inscryption: Hug

Luke Skywalker - Star Wars: Hug

Lumine - LUMINE: Pat on the head

Luna Lovegood - Harry Potter: Adopt

Luz Noceda - The Owl House: Hug

Mabel Pines - Gravity Falls: Hug

Mademoiselle Anastasie "Tasi" Trianon - Amnesia: Rebirth: Hug

Madoka Kaname - Madoka Magica: Hug

Madotsuki - Yume Nikki: Pat on the head

Mafuyu Asahina - Project Sekai: Pat on the head

Maggie Simpson - The Simpsons: Hug

Magnificus - Inscryption: Kill

Magolor - Kirby: Kill

Makoto Kino/Sailor Jupiter - Sailor Moon: Hug

Malak - Dark Deception: Kill

Malcolm Merlyn - Arrow: Kill

Mallow - Super Mario RPG: Legend of the Seven Stars/Super Mario RPG: Pat on the head

Manny Heffley - Diary of a wimpy kid: Kill

Man with the yellow hat - Curious George: Hug

Marceline Abadeer - Adventure Time: Marry

Marge Simpson - The Simpsons: Hug

Maria Ushiromiya - Umineko: Adopt

Marie Whitman - The Devil in Me/The Dark Pictures Anthology: Hug

Mark Beaks - Ducktales: Kill

Marnie - Stardew Valley: Hug

Martin Blackwood - The Magnus Archives: Hug

Martin Payne - Martin: Hug

Martyn InTheLittleWood - Life Series: Kill

Mary Schmidt - Five Nights at Candy's 3: Pat on the head

Master Kohga - Legend of Zelda: Kill

Matcha Cookie - Cookie Run: Hug

Matsudappoiyo - UTAU: Hug

Matt - Eddsworld: Kill

Matty - Witch's Heart: Kill

Max Goof - An Extremely Goofy Movie: Hug

Max Madigan - True Jackson, VP: Kill

Medkit - Phighting!: Kill

Melchior - Riot Kings: Hug

Mia Dolan - La La Land: Kill

Miae Hwang - After School Lessons for unripe apples: Pat on the head

Michael - The Good Place: Hug

Michael Afton - Five Nights at Freddy's: Hug

Michael J. Caboose - Red vs Blue: Hug

Michael Kaiser - Blue Lock: Hug

Michael "Mike" Munroe - Until Dawn: Kill

Michonne Grimes - The Walking Dead: Hug

Mike Horvath - Saving Private Ryan: Hug

Miki Sayaka - Puella Magi Madoka Magica: Hug

Miko Nakadai - Transformers Prime: Pat on the head

Millennial Tree Cookie - Cookie Run: Hug

Millie Fitzsimmons - FNaF Fazbear Frights: Hug+Pat on the head

Min - Parallel City: Hug+Kill

Mina Harker - Dracula: Hug

Mini Yaemori - Rent a Girlfriend: Kill

Minish Cap Link - The Legend of Zelda: The Minish Cap: Pat on the head

Mion Sonozaki - Higurashi: Hug

Miorine Rembran - Mobile Suit Gundam: The Witch from Mercury: Hug

Misa Amane - Death Note: Hug

Misaki Ayuzawa - Kaichou wa Maid Sama: Hug

Miss Circle - Fundamental Paper Education/Basics In Behavior: Kill

Miss Kobayashi - Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid: Hug

Miss Piggy - The Muppets: Hug

Mithrun - Dungeon Meshi: Hug

Mitty - Made in Abyss: Kill

Miwako Sakurada - Paradise Kiss: Hug+Kiss

Miyo Takano - Higurashi: Kill

Molar Boatworks Fixer Sinclair - Limbus Company: Hug

Momo - Stray: Hug

Monika - Doki Doki Literature Club: Hug

Mono - Little Nightmares: Adopt

Monsieur Tidbits - The Who Was? Show: Kill

Moonwatcher - Wings of Fire: Hug

Mo Ran - The Husky and His White Cat Shizun (2ha): Hug

Morgan Yu - Prey: Hug

Mothwing - Warrior Cats: Pat on the head

Mr Bean - Mr Bean: Hug

Mr Peanutbutter - BoJack Horseman: Kill

Mr. Puzzles - SMG4: Kill

Mrs. Asahina - Project Sekai: Kill

Mr. Scratch - Alan Wake: Kiss

Munehisa Iwai - Persona 5: Hug

Murmukusmon - Digimon: Kill

Mustache Girl - A Hat In Time: Pat on the head

Mylene Farrow - Bakugan Battle Brawlers: Kill

Narrator - The Stanley Parable: Hug

Naruto Uzumaki - Naruto: Adopt

Nastasya Filippovna - The Idiot: Hug

Nastya Rasputina - The Mechanisms: Hug

Natalia - The iDOLM@STER Cinderella Girls: Hug

Nate Wright - Big Nate: Hug

Natsukage Suoh - 1bitHeart: Pat on the head

Natsuki - Doki Doki Literature Club: Hug

Natsuki Shinomiya - Uta no Prince-sama: Hug

Near - Death Note: Hug

Ness - Earthbound: Pat on the head

Newton Pud - Little Big Planet: Hug

Nicholas Angel - Hot Fuzz: Hug

Nick - Zootopia: Hug

Nick Valentine - Fallout 4: Marry

Nico Robin - One Piece: Marry

Nicumond the Red aka Santa Claus - Violent Night: Kill

Niffty - Hazbin Hotel: Pat on the head

Niki Sanders - Heroes: Hug

Niko - Oneshot: Hug

No.96 Dark Mist - Yugioh Zexal: Kill

NOAH - Lancer TTRPG: Hug

Nobara Kugisaki - Jujutsu Kaisen: Hug

Noe Archiviste - Vanitas no carte: Hug

Norma Jennings - Twin Peaks: Hug

Norman - Honey I'm Home: Hug

Nurgle - Warhammer: Kill

Nurgling - Warhammer: Pat on the head

Obi - Akagami No Shirayukihime: Hug

Obscurum/Dark Argan - Winx Club: Kill

Oh Jung-shin - Oasis: Hug

Omnimon/Omegamon - Digimon: Hug

One-One - Infinity Train: Pat on the head

Ongsa - 23.5: Pat on the head

Onion San - Undertale: Pat on the head

Orel Puppington - Moral Orel: Adopt

Oroboros - Honka: Star Rail: Kill

Oscar - Malevolent: Hug

Ozen ""The Immovable"" - Made in Abyss: Hug

P03 - Inscryption: Kill

Pal Percy - Playtime with Percy: Kill

Patrick Star - Spongebob Squarepants: Hug

Pavel Yudin - Fear and Hunger Termina: Kill

Peacock - Skullgirls: Pat on the head

PearlescentMoon - Double lifesmp/Traffic life series: Hug

Peter Washington - Dawn of the Dead: Kill

Phaya - The Sign: Kiss

Philippines - Hetalia: Hug

Phillip Price - Mr. Robot: Kill

Phoebe Spengler - Ghostbusters: Pat on the head

Phosphophyllite - Land of the Lustrous/Houseki no Kuni: Hug

PicoDevimon - Digimon: Pat on the head

Pink - Everhood: Hug

Pinkie Pie - My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic: Hug

Playtime - Baldi’s Basics: Kill

Pomni - The Amazing Digital Circus: Hug

Popeyes Employee - RDCWorld1: Hug

Poppy - Poppy Playtime: Kill

Portgas D. Ace - One Piece: Hug

Princess Leia - Star Wars: Marry

Priya Singh - Tenet: Hug

Prospera Mercury - Mobile Suit Gundam: The Witch from Mercury: Kill

Qifrey - Witch Hat Atelier: Hug

Quark - Star Trek: Deep Space Nine: Hug

Quico - El Chavo/Chaves: Kill

Rachel Green - Friends: Kill

Radahn, Consort of Miquella - Elden Ring: Kill

Raelle Collar - Motherland: Fort Salem: Kill

Rainbow Core - Portal Stories: Mel: Hug

Rambley the Raccoon - Indigo Park: Hug

Ramona Flowers - Scott Pilgrim: Hug

Randy Random - Rimworld: Kill

Ranko Mannen - Akiba Maid War: Hug

Ranma Saotome - Ranma 1/2: Hug

Ranpo Edogawa - Bungo Stray Dogs: Hug

Rantaro Amami - Danganronpa: Kill

Rasputin IV - X-Men: Kiss

Rasta Beast - Everhood: Hug

Ray - The Promised Neverland: Hug

R.B. Sous-chef Gregor - Limbus Company: Kill

R. Daneel Olivaw - The Robot Series: Kill

Red Harvest - The Magnificent Seven: Hug

Reese Kelly - Scarlet Hollow: Hug

Regina - Dino Crisis: Hug+Kill

Regina George - Mean Girls: Kill

Reigen Arataka - Mob Psycho 100: Kill

Reimi Sugimoto - JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Hug

Rei Sakuma - Ensemble Stars: Hug

Rem - Death Note: Hug

Ramy Hassan - Ramy TV show: Kill

Retsuko - Aggretsuko Anime: Hug

Riamu Yumemi - The iDOLM@STER Cincerella Girls: Hug

Rider - Centaurworld: Hug

Riku - Kingdom Hearts: Hug

Ringo Oginome - Mawaru Penguindrum: Pat on the head

Roadhog - Overwatch: Hug

Robert E. O. Speedwagon - Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Kill

Robert Freeman/Granddad - The Boondocks: Hug

Robin - Honkai Star Rail: Hug

Robin Scherbatsky - How I Met Your Mother: Kill

Rod Sullivan - Ice Scream: Kill

Ronald Novikov - Jackson's Diary: Hug

Rory - Morgana and Oz: Hug

Rosa Ushiromiya - Umineko: Kill

Rose Quartz - Steven Universe: Hug

Rozy/Rozana - The Guy Upstairs: Hug

Ruby Rose - RWBY: Hug

Runaway Kid - Little Nightmares: Adopt

Ryland Tate - Good Game: Hug

Ryo Akizuki - The Idolmaster: Pat on the head

Ryotaro Dojima - Persona 4: Hug

Ryuji Sakamoto - Persona 5: Hug

Saburo Yamada - Hypnosis Mic: Pat on the head

Sakuna - Sakuna: Of Rice and Ruin: Pat on the head

Sakura Haruno - Naruto: Pat on the head

Samantha "Sam" Giddings - Until Dawn: Hug

Sam Drake - Uncharted Franchise: Marry

Sammy Lawrence - Bendy and the ink machine: Kill

Samuel J. Stuhlinger - Call Of Duty:Black Ops 2 Zombies: Kill

Sam Winchester - Supernatural: Hug

Samwise Gamgee - Lord of the Rings: Hug

Sanetoshi Watase - Mawaru Penguindrum: Kill

Sans - Undertale: Hug

Sarah Lynn - Bojack Horseman: Hug

Sara Lance - Legends of Tomorrow: Marry+Kill

Sasara Nurude - Hypnosis Mic: Kill

Sasha Nein - Psychonauts: Hug

Sasha Waybright - Amphibia: Pat on the head

Satoru Gojo - Jujutsu Kaisen: Marry

Saturday Tasogare- vivid/stasis: Hug

Savannah - Milo Murphy's Law: Kill

Sayori - Doki Doki Literature Club: Hug

Scissors - Paper Mario the Orgami King: Kill

Scrappy Doo - Scooby-Doo: Kill

Scrooge McDuck - Ducktales: Hug+Kill

Scylla Ramshorn - Motherland: Fort Salem: Kill

Seliph - Fire Emblem: Hug

Senku Ishigami - Dr. Stone: Kill

Sergei Dragunov - Tekken: Marry

Sergey Razumovsky - Major Grom: Hug

Serial Designation N - Murder Drones: Hug

Sesshomaru - Inuyasha: Kill

Seungha - Odd Girl Out: Hug

Severus Snape - Harry Potter: Kill

Shaggy - Scooby-Doo: Pat on the head

Shannon LaFae - Heart Fragment: Hug

Shauna Shipman - Yellowjackets: Hug+Kiss+Marry

Shaun Riley - Shaun of the Dead: Hug

Sheryl Luria - Evil: Kill

Shigaraki Tomura - My Hero Academia: Hug

Shinobu Sengoku - Ensemble Stars: Pat on the head

Shinra Kishitani - Durarara!!: Kill

Shin Sato - The Idolmaster Cinderella Girls: Hug

Shion Sonozaki - Higurashi: Pat on the head must

Shirogane Ryo - Tokyo Mew Mew: Pat on the head

Shouko Komi - Komi San wa komishou desu: Hug

Shouto Todoroki - My Hero Academia: Hug

Shrek - Shrek: Hug

Shu Itsuki - Ensemble Stars: Kill

Shuji Ikutsuki - Persona 3: Kill

Shuya Nanahara - Battle Royale: Pat on the head

Siffrin - In Stars and Time: Hug

Simon Keyes - Ace Attorney: Kill

Sir Pentious - Hazbin Hotel: Hug

Six - Little Nightmares: Pat on the head+Adopt

Skull Kid - Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask: Pat on the head

Skyler White - Breaking Bad: Hug

Slate - Outer Wilds: Hug

Slaymate - Dungeons & Dragons: Pat on the head

Snow White/Red Shoes - Red Shoes and the 7 Dwarfs: Hug

Sojiro Sakura - Persona 5: Hug

Soldier Boy - The Boys: Kill

Solomon - Obey Me: Marry

Sonya - Fire Emblem: Marry

Sora Harukawa - Ensemble Stars: Pat on the head

Spamton G. Spamton - Deltarune: Kill

Sparkle - Honkai: Star Rail: Kill

Spencer Reid - Criminal Minds: Marry

SpongeBob SquarePants - SpongeBob SquarePants: Hug

Stanley Poole - Bioshock 2: Kill

Stan Pines - Gravity Falls: Hug

Stardust Cookie - Cookie Run: Kingdom: Hug

Star Flower - Warrior Cats: Pat on the head

Starscream - Transformers Prime: Kill

Stephen "Flyboy" Andrews - Dawn of the Dead: Kill

Steve Harrington - Hug

Stokely Mitchell - The Faculty: Hug

Stonemover - Wings of Fire : Hug

Strider Hiryu - Strider: Kill

Subspace - Phighting!: Kill

Suletta Mercury - Mobile Suit Gundam: The Witch from Mercury: Hug

Sypha Belnades - Castlevania: Marry

Taichi Fujisaki - Danganronpa: Ultra Despair Girls: Hug

Taiga Kagami - Kuroko No Basket/Kuroko's Basketball: Hug

Takuto Maruki - Persona 5 Royal: Hug

Tali'Zorah - Mass Effect: Marry

Tally Craven - Motherland: Fort Salem: Kill

Tamaki Suoh - Ouran High School Host Club: Hug

Tangerine - Bullet train: Kill

Tarvek Sturmvoraus - Girl Genius: Hug

Taylor - Simulacra: Hug

Taylor Hebert - Worm (Parahumans): Hug

Taylor Swift - Real Life: Kill

Teddy - Among the Sleep: Kill

Terry - Deltarune: Kill

Teruki Hanazawa - Mob Psycho 100: Pat on the head

Teruteru Hanamura - Danganronpa 2: Goodbye Despair: Kill

Tessa James Elliot - Murder Drones: Hug

Testament - Guilty Gear: Strive: Marry

Tetsuya Kuroko - Kuroko no Basuke/Kuroko's Basketball: Pat on the head

The Collector - The Owl House: Adopt

The Dud - The Simpsons: Kill

The Emperor - Baldur's Gate 3: Kill

The Goose - Untitled Goose Game: Pat on the head

The Grim Reaper - The Sims: Marry

The Maker/Reed Richards - Ultimate Marvel: Kill

The Mask - The Mask Animated Series: Kill

The Ninth Doctor - Doctor Who: Hug

The Nowhere King - Centaurworld: Kill

Theodore "Teddy" McDonald/Reed Thompson - Snowfall: Kill

Theodore Peterson - Hello Neighbor: Kill

The Once-ler - The Lorax: Kill

The Princess - Slay the Princess: Hug

The Puppeteer - Five Nights at Candy's: Kill

The Second Coming - Animator vs Animation/Animation vs Minecraft: Hug

The Shade - The Longing: Pat on the head

The Shapeshifter - Odd Squad: Kill

The Snatcher - A Hat In Time: Kill

The Stalker - Stalker: Kill

The Survivor - Rain World: Pat on the head

The Test - Baldi's Basics: Kill

The unnamed salesman who recruits participants for the Game - Squid Game: Kill

The Wandering Trader - Minecraft: Kill

The Works - The Works: Kill

Thomas Richardson - The Apostle: Kill

Thorn - Wings of Fire: Hug

Tien Shinhan - Dragonball: Hug

Tifa Lockhart - Final Fantasy VII: Hug

Tippi - Super Paper Mario: Hug

Titania - Fire Emblem: Marry

Tom Barnaby - Midsomer Murders: Hug

Tony Tony Chopper - One Piece: Adopt

Tord - Eddsworld: Kill

Toya Aoyagi - Project SEKAI: Hug

Trevor Belmont - Castlevania: Kiss

Trevor Garbo - Smile For Me: Kill

Tsubasa Yuunagi - Hirogaru Sky PreCure: Pat on the head

Tsukasa Okino - 13 Sentinels: Aegis Rim: Hug

Tulio Triviño Tufillo - 31 Minutos: Kill

Tulip Olsen - Infinity Train: Pat on the head

Turbo - Wreck It Ralph: Kill

Twelve - Zankyou No Terror: Kill

Twice - Boku No Hero Academia: Hug

Ubel - Frieren: Beyond Journey's End: Kill

Ukitake Jushiro - Bleach: Hug

Umi - Sharkgirl Umi: Pat on the head

Uncle Iroh - Avatar: The Last Airbender: Hug

Unpleasant - Regretevator: Kill

Uraume - Jujitsu Kaisen: Hug

Usami - Danganronpa: Hug

User Friendly - 3DV: Kill

Uta - One Piece: Hug

Vanessa - A Hat In Time: Kill

Vanitas - Vanitas no carte: Hug

Vasily Petrovych Goloborodko - Servant of the People: Hug

Vee - The Owl House: Hug

Vegas Theerapanyakul - KinnPorsche: Hug

Vertin - Reverse: 1999: Hug

Victoria Best - Wordgirl: Pat on the head

Vigilante - My Friend Pedro: Hug+Kill

Vinegar Doppio - Jojos Bizarre Adventure: Hug

Virgil - Portal Stories: Mel: Hug

Vriska Serket- Homestuck: Kill

Wabuu - Wabuu the cheeky raccoon: Kill

Wade Wilson - Deadpool: Hug

Wallace - Pokémon ORAS: Hug

WALL-E - WALL-E: Pat on the head

Wally Franks - Bendy and the Ink Machine: Hug

Warren the Eagle - Don't Hug Me I'm Scared: Kill

Wednesday Addams - The Addams Family: Pat on the head

Wes - Pokemon Colosseum: Hug

Wheatley - Portal: Kill

Whitty - Friday Night Funkin: Hug

Will Solace - Heroes of Olympus: Hug

Winry Rockbell - Fullmetal Alchemist: Hug

Winfrey/Speciment 02 - Dreams Of An Insominiac: Hug

Winston Byrd - Toontown Corporate Clash: Hug

Wombat - Cute High Earth Defense Club LOVE!: Hug

Wooly - Rune Factory: Pat on the head

Wu Xie - Daomu Biji: Hug

Xavier - Xavier: Renegade Angel : Kill

Xavier Riddle - Xavier Riddle and the Secret Museum: Pat on the head

Yadina Riddle - Xavier Riddle and the Secret Museum: Pat on the head

Yagami Eiji - Danball Senki: Kill

Yamato - One Piece: Hug

Yang Xiao Long - RWBY: Hug

Yato - Noragami: Kill

Yellow - Malevolent: Hug

Yellow/Amarillo del Bosque Verde - Pokemon Special Edition/Pokespe: Pat on the head

Yoda - Star Wars: Hug

Yoo Joonghyuk - Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint: Hug

Yor - Yor, the Hunter from the Future: Kill

Yor Forger - Spy x Family: Marry

Yoshino Himekawa - Date a Live: Pat on the head

Youhei Sunohara - Clannad: Kill

Yui - Sakuna: of rice and ruin: Pat on the head

Yukito Ayatsuji - Bungo Stray Dogs: Gaiden: Kill

Yuki Yoshikawa - Horimiya: Pat on the head

Yura Beletsky - Pafl: Kill

Yuri - DDLC: Hug

Yurika Hakonaka - Yuri Kuma Arashi: Kill

Yu Shu Lien - Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon: Hug

Yusuke Urameshi - Anime House: Hug

Yuugo Tennouji - Steins;Gate: Hug

Zenkichi Hasegawa - Persona 5 Strikers/Scramble: Kill

Zeus - Greek Mythology: Kill

Zhang Chengling - Word of Honor: Pat on the head

Zhou Zishu - Word of Honor: Hug

Zim - Invader Zim: Pat on the head

ZombieCleo - The Life Series: Hug

Zuko - Avatar The Last Airbender: Hug

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Band of Brothers Easy Company Sorted Between Surviving and Not Surviving WWII: Part 1 of 2

Hey all! Here is part 1 of my big BoB post!!! I still have some work to do on part 2 but I will try to have it up as soon as I can. I hope you all find this useful and also a little bit interesting. I had so much fun doing the research for it. 🙂❤️

Enjoy!!! xoxo

Died During the War:

Company Commanders:

First Lieutenant Thomas Meehan III

Born: July 8th, 1921 (Philadelphia, PA)

Enlisted: March 16th, 1941 (Philadelphia, PA)

Died: June 6th, 1944/ D-Day (Normandy, France)

Age at Death: 22 years old

Cause of Death: Plane shot down and crashed after being hit by German anti-aircraft fire.

• His remains were finally returned to the U.S. in 1952 and he is currently buried at the Jefferson Barracks National Cemetery just south of St. Louis, Missouri

Awards/Medals:

• Parachutists Badge (aka Jump Wings)

• Combat Infantry Badge

• American Campaign Medal

• Purple Heart

• European-African-Middle Eastern Campaign Medal (with 2 service stars)

• World War II Victory Medal

• French Liberation Medal

• Croix de guerre with palm

Wounded?: No (died before seeing any combat)

Family:

• Thomas Meehan II (Father)

• Marion Opp Meehan (Mother)

• Anne Shore (Wife)

• Barrie Meehan Meller (Daughter)

Non-commissioned Officers:

Sergeant Warren Harold "Skip" Muck

Born: January 31st, 1922 (Tonawanda, NY)

Enlisted: August 17th, 1942 (Buffalo, NY)

Died: January 10th, 1945 (Foy, Bastogne, Belgium)

Age at Death: 22 years old

Cause of Death: Killed when an artillery round hit his foxhole, shared with Alex Penkala, and exploded.

• Skip Muck is buried at the Luxembourg American Cemetery in Hamm, Luxembourg City, Luxembourg.

Awards/Medals:

• Parachutists Badge (aka Jump Wings) with 2 combat stars

• Combat Infantryman Badge

• Bronze Star

• Purple Heart

• Presidential Unit Citation (with one Oak Leaf Cluster)

• European-African-Middle Eastern Campaign Medal (with 3 service stars and arrow device)

• World War II Victory Medal

• Army of Occupation Medal

• Croix de guerre with palm

• French Liberation Medal

• Belgian World War II Service Medal

Fought:

• D-Day/Battle of Normandy (Normandy, France)

• Operation Market Garden (Einhoven, Holland)

• Battle of the Bulge (Ardennes Forrest, Bastogne, Belgium)

Wounded?: Never wounded until KIA in Bastogne

Family:

• Elmer Julius Muck Sr. (Father)

• Loretta M. Muck (Mother)

• Elmer J. Muck Jr. (Older Brother)

• Ruth Muck (Younger Sister)

• Faye Tanner (Fiancée)

Enlisted Men:

Corporal Donald B. "Hoob" Hoobler

Born: June 28th, 1922 (Manchester, OH)

Enlisted: July 22nd, 1942 (Fort Thomas, KY)

• Joined the Ohio National Guard on October 15th, 1940 and served until October 1941.

Died: January 3rd, 1945 (Bastogne, Belgium)

• Don Hoobler is buried at Manchester IOOF Cemetery with his father (d. 1941), mother (d. 1976), and brother George (d. 1932).

Age at Death: 22 years old

Cause of Death: After acquiring a German Luger and placing the gun in his pocket the gun discharged due to the pressure of the multiple layers of clothing he was wearing and severed the femoral artery in his right leg. He bled out and died before he was able to be transported to an aid station.

Awards/Medals:

• Parachutists Badge (aka Jump Wings)

• Combat Infantryman Badge

• Purple Heart

• American Defense Medal

• European Theater of Operations Ribbon

Fought:

• Battle of Normandy/D-Day (Normandy, France)

• Operation Market Garden (Einhoven, Holland)

• Battle of the Bulge (Ardennes Forrest, Bastogne, Belgium)

Wounded?: No. Not until his fatal non-combat related gunshot wound to his leg in Bastogne.

Family:

• Sergeant Ralph Brenton Hoobler (Father)

• Kathryn Phyllis [Carrigan] Hoobler (Mother)

• John R. Hoobler (Brother)

• George B. Hoobler (Brother)

• Mary Kathryn [Hoobler] Lane (Sister)

Private First Class Alex Mike Penkala Jr.

Born: August 30th, 1924 (Niles, Michigan)

Drafted: February 27th, 1942 (Toledo, OH)

Died: January 10th, 1945 (Foy, Bastogne, Belgium)

Age at Death: 20 years old

Cause of Death: Killed when an artillery round hit his foxhole, shared with Skip Muck, and exploded.

• Alex Penkala is buried at the Luxembourg American Cemetery in Hamm, Luxembourg City, Luxembourg.

Awards/Medals:

• Parachutists Badge (aka Jump Wings)

• Combat Infantryman Badge

• Purple Heart

• Bronze Star

• American Campaign Medal

• European-African-Middle Eastern Campaign Medal (with 3 service stars and arrowhead)

• World War Two Victory Medal

• Reconnaissance de la France Libérée

• Croix de guerre with palm

• Médaille commémorative de la Guerre

• Good Conduct Medal

Fought:

• Battle of Normandy/D-Day (Normandy, France)

• Operation Market Garden (Einhoven, Holland)

• Battle of the Bulge (Ardennes Forrest, Bastogne, Belgium)

Wounded?: Wounded by a mortar explosion in the arm in Bastogne.

Family: Alex Penkala's parents emigrated from Poland in 1906 and his father barely spoke English. All the Penkala children (including Alex) were fluent in Polish.

• Alexander Penkala Sr. (Father)

• Mary [Kinski] Penkala (Mother) *died in childbirth in 1927 delivering her 13th child

• Angela M. [Penkala] Sobczyk (Oldest Sister)

• Mary [Penkala] Setlak (2nd Oldest Sister)

• Helen E. [Penkala] Hawblitzel (3rd Oldest Sister)

• Matilda V. [Penkala] Budney (4th Oldest Sister)

• Genevieve A. [Penkala] Glujas (5th Oldest Sister)

• Edward F. Penkala (Oldest Brother)

• Clem J. Penkala (2nd Oldest Brother)

• Evelyn A. [Penkala] Tatay (6th Oldest Sister)

• Irene [Penkala] Lichatowich (7th Oldest Sister)

• Rose L. [Penkala] Kaczmarczyk (2nd Youngest Sister)

• Gertrude E. [Penkala] Picking (Youngest Sister)

• Sylvia (Girlfriend)

Survived the War:

Company Commanders:

Captain Herbert Maxwell Sobel

Born: January 26th, 1912 (Chicago, IL)

Enlisted: March, 7th 1941

Died: September 30th, 1987 (Waukegan, IL)

Age at Death: 75 years old

Cause of Death: Malnutrition

• In 1970 Sobal shot himself in the head in an attempted suicide. The bullet entered his temple and severed his optic nerve rendering him blind for the rest of his life.

• He died a Lieutenant Colonel; serving in both WWII & Korea

• Sobel was cremated after his death

• Sobel is buried at Montrose Cemetery-Crematorium in Chicago, IL

• No one attended his funeral

Awards/Medals:

• Parachutists Badge (aka Jump Wings)

• Combat Infantryman Badge

• Bronze Star Medal

• American Campaign Medal

• European-African-Middle Eastern Campaign Medal

• World War II Victory Medal

• Croix de guerre (France)

Fought:

• Battle of Normandy/D-Day (Normandy, France)

• Operation Market Garden (Einhoven, Holland)

• Battle of the Bulge (Ardennes Forrest, Bastogne, Belgium)

Wounded?: No

After the War: Worked as a credit manager for a telephone equipment company in Chicago.

• Sobel was born into a Jewish family, his wife was devoutly Catholic. This was a major problem for his family.

• Sobel and his wife divorced sometime in the late 1960s and he became estranged from his family shortly after.

Family:

• Max H. Sobel (Father)

• Dora Friedman (Mother)

• Julian Sobel (Brother)

• Maxine Sobel (Brother)

• Ruth Sobel (Sister)

• Rose Sobel (Wife)

• Michael Sobel (Son)

• Herbert Sobel Jr. (Son)

• Rick Sobel (Son)

• 1 daughter (died a few days after birth)

Major Richard Davis "Dick" Winters

Born: January 21st, 1918 (New Holland, PA)

Enlisted: August 25th, 1941 (place unknown)

Died: January 2nd, 2011 (Campbelltown, PA)

Age at Death: 92 years old

Cause of Death: Parkinson's disease

• Dick is buried at Bergstrasse Evangelical Lutheran Church, Ephrata Township, PA and was laid to rest on January 8th, 2011.

Awards/Medals:

• Parachutists Badge (with 2 Combat Stars)

• Combat Infantryman Badge

• Medal of the City of Einhoven

• Distinguish Service Cross [The second highest medal awarded by the US Military]

• Bronze Star with one Oak Leaf Cluster

• Purple Heart

• Presidential Unit Citation with one Oak Leaf Cluster

• American Defense Medal

• National Defense Medal

• European-African-Middle Eastern Campaign Medal

• World War II Victory Medal

• Army of Occupation Medal

• Croix de guerre with palm

• French Liberation Medal

• War Cross (Belgium) with palm

• Belgian World War II Medal

Fought:

• Battle of Normandy/D-Day (Normandy, France)

• Operation Market Garden (Einhoven, Holland)

• Battle of the Bulge (Ardennes Forrest, Bastogne, Belgium)

• Western Allied invasion of Germany

Wounded?: Took a ricochet sniper bullet to the leg in Carentan.

After the War: Became a production assistant at Nixon Nitration Works, a plastics adhesive factory, in Raritan, NJ

Family:

• Richard Winters (Father)

• Edith Winters (Mother)

• Beatrice Winters (Sister)

• Ann Sheehan (Younger Sister)

• Ethel Estoppey Winters (Wife)

• Richard T. Winters (Son)

• Jill Peckelun (Daughter)

First Lieutenant Frederick Theodore "Moose" Heyliger

Born: June 23rd, 1916 (Acton, MA)

Enlisted: November 25th, 1940

Died: November 3rd, 2001 (Concord, MA)

• Moose is buried in Sleepy Hollow Cemetery

Age at Death: 85 years old

Cause of Death: Stroke

Awards/Medals:

• Parachutists Badge (aka Jump Wings)

• Bronze Star

• Purple Heart

• American Campaign Medal

• European-African-Middle Eastern Campaign Medal

• Military Cross

Fought:

• Battle of Normandy/D-Day (Normandy, France)

• Operation Market Garden (Einhoven, Holland)

Wounded?: Was accidentally shot by one of his own men (a replacement) on October 31st, 1944. His wounds caused him to need to undergo skin and nerve grafts. He was discharged from the army in February 1947 after being in military hospitals for nearly 3 years.

After the War: Worked as a salesman for landscape and agriculture chemical companies.

Family:

• Theodore Godet Heyliger (Father)

• Bertha Louise Heyliger (Mother)

• Johannes Almon Heyliger (Older Brother)

• Pauline Louise Heyliger (Older Sister)

• Howard Francis Heyliger (2nd Oldest Brother)

• Vic Heyliger (Younger Brother)

• Evelyn Davis (First Wife) [divorced early 1960s]

• Frederick Heyliger Jr. (Son)

• Diane Heyliger (Daughter)

• Mary Heyliger (Second Wife)

• Jon Heyliger (Son)

First Lieutenant Norman Staunton "Foxhole Norman" Dike Jr.

Born: May 19th, 1918 (Brooklyn, NY)

Enlisted: January 22nd, 1942

Died: June 23rd, 1989 (Rolle, Switzerland)

• Dike is buried at West Thompson Cemetery, Thompson Windham County, North Grosvenor Dale, Connecticut.

Age at Death: 71 years old

Cause of Death: "A long illness" is all the info I could find

Awards/Medals:

• Silver Star

• Bronze Star with Oak Leaf Cluster

• Purple Heart with Oak Leaf Cluster

• Order of Orange-Nassau Netherlands 2nd class

Fought:

• Operation Market Garden

• Battle of the Bulge

Wounded?: Shot in the right shoulder in Foy

After the War: Dike opened his own law practice in Switzerland

Family:

• Norman S. Dike Sr. (Father)

• Evelyn M. Biddle (Mother)

• Barbra Tredick Dimmick McIntire (Wife) (m. June 20th 1942 - divorced June 1946)

• Catherine Pochon (2nd Wife) (m. March 12th, 1957)

• Anthony Randolph Dike (Son)

• Robin Dike Auchincloss (Daughter)

• Barbra Matilda Dike (Daughter)

• Deborah Ann Dike (Daughter)

Captain Ronald Charles Speirs

Born: April 20th, 1920 (Edinburgh, United Kingdom)

Enlisted: April 11th 1942

Died: April 11th, 2007 (Saint Marie, Montana)

Age at Death: 86 years old

Cause of Death: Died suddenly; cause unknown

• Burial details unknown

Awards/Medals:

• Master Parachutist Badge with 4 combat jump devices (stars)

• Combat Infantry Badge 2nd Award

• Silver star

• Legion of Merit

• Bronze Star with 2 Oak Leaf Clusters

• Purple Heart with ne Oak Leaf Clusters

• Army Commendation Medal

• Presidential Unit Citation with one Oak Leaf Cluster

• American Campaign Medal

• European-African-Middle Eastern Campaign Medal with four Service Stars and Arrowhead Device

• World War II Victory Medal

• Army of Occupation Medal

• National Defense Service Medal with Service Star

• Korean Service Medal with four Service Stars and Arrowhead Device

• Croix de Guerre with palm

• French Liberation Medal

• Republic of Korea Presidential Unit Citation

• United Nations Korea Medal

• Korean War Service Medal

Fought:

• Battle of Normandy/DDay

• Operation Market Garden

• Battle of the Bulge

Wounded?: Wounded by fire from an enemy machine gun in Rendijk, Holland

After the War: After WWII Spiers stayed in the army for 22 years and served in both the Korean and Cold Wars. Once out of the army Speirs served as the Governor of Spandau Prison (where Nazi war criminals were held).

Family:

• Robert Spiers (Father)

• Martha McNeil (Mother)

• Margaret Griffiths (Wife) (m. May 20th, 1944 - 1946) * Divorced bc she was British and didnt't want to move to America with him.

• Leonie Gertrude Hume Fritz (2nd Wife) (m. 1958)

• Ramona Dolores Pujol Strumph (3rd Wife) (m. 1987)

• Robert (Son from 1st wife)

Junior Officers:

Captain Lewis Nixon

Born: September 30th, 1918 (New York, NY)

Enlisted: January 14th, 1941 (Trenton, NJ)

Died: January 11th, 1995 (Los Angeles, CA)

Age at Death: 76 years old

Cause of Death: Complications from diabetes

• Lew is buried at Forest Lawn Memorial Park in Hollywood Hills

Awards/Medals:

• Parachutist Badge (Jump Wings) with 3 combat stars

• Combat Infantyman Badge

• Purple Heart

• American Defense Medal

• European-African-Middle Eastern Campaign Ribbion with 3 Battle Stars and a Bronze Arrowhead

• World War Two Victory Medal

• World Was Two Army of Occupation Award with Germany Clasp

• French Criox de Guerre (Cross of Valor)

• Presidential Unit Citation with Bronze Oak Leaf

• 5 Overseas Service Stripes

• Ruptured Duck Patch (WWII Discharge Patch)

Fought:

• Battle of Normandy/DDay

• Operation Market Garden

• Battle of the Bulge

• Operation Varsity

Wounded?: In the Netherlands he was hit by a bullet from a German MG 42 machine gun. The bullet went through his helmet, grazed his forehead, and left a burn mark.

After the War: Nix worked at his family's Nixon Nitration Works in Edison, New Jersey alongside his father and friend Dick Winters.

Family:

• Stanhope Wood Nixon (father)

• Doris Ryer Nixon (mother)

• Fletcher Ryer Nixon (brother)

• Blanche Nixon (sister)

• Katharine Page (1st Wife) (m. December 20th, 1941 - 1944)

• Irene Miller (2nd Wife) (m. June 1946 - 1962)

• Grace Umezawa (3rd Wife) (m. 1962)

• Michael Nixon (Son with 1st Wife)

First Lieutenant Lynn Davis "Buck" Compton

Born: December 31st, 1921 (Los Angeles, CA)

Enlisted: Was already ROTC (started 1940) when the war broke out (graduated in 1943 and assigned to the 176th Infantry Regiment)

Died: February 25th, 2012 (Burlington, WA)

Age at Death: 90 years old

Cause of Death: Complications from a heart attack he had in January 2012

• Buck was cremated after his death and his ashes were given to his family

Awards/Medals:

• Parachutist Badge (Jump Wings) with 2 jump stars

• Combat Infantryman Badge

• Silver Star

• Bronze Star

• Purple Heart

• Presidential Unit Citation with one Oak Leaf Cluster

• American Defense Service Medal

• American Campaign Medal

• European-African-Middle Eastern Campaign Medal with arrow device (airborne assult) and 3 campaign stars

• World War II Victory Medal

• Army of Occupation Medal

• French Croix de guere with palm

• French Liberation Medal

Fought:

• Battle of Normandy/DDay

• Operation Market Garden

• Battle of the Bulge

Wounded?: In 1944, during Operation Market Garden, Buck was shot in the backside. Then, in January 1945, Buck suffered severe battle fatigue after witnessing two close friends (Joe Toye and Bill Guarnere) badly wounded by artillery fire.

After the War: He attended Loyola Law School in Los Angeles and joined the LA Police Department in 1946 becoming a detective in the Central Burglary Division. He left the LAPD for the District Attorney's office in 1951 as a deputy district attorney. He was promoted in 1964 to chief deputy district attorney. In 1970, Governor Ronald Reagan appointed him an Associate Justice of the California Court of Appeal. He retired in 1990.

• (Fun Fact/Before the War) Buck played as the catcher on his college baseball team his junior year. One of his teammates was Jackie Robinson. Also, Bucks mother worked on movies and Buck was present on set with his mother and met actor Charlie Chaplin. Buck, being a child at the time, was so rowdy and disruptive that Charlie Chaplin kicked him off set.

Family:

• Roby Franks Compton (Father)

• Ethel Camille Compton (Mother)

• Geraldine Compton (1st Wife)

• Donna Faye Newman Compton (2nd Wife)

• Tracy Compton (adopted daughter w/ 2nd wife)

• Syndee Compton (adopted daughter w/ 2nd wife)

[writingforfishes]

NYE

Please forgive any typos as I wrote this at 2/3am and am currently fighting sleep as I write this introduction.

Some of this is inspired by my feelings this year but most is just fantasy on what I wish I could have. Too bad my partner lives in Canada, huh?

CW:

Unexpected hiccups

Lots of writing pre hiccuping

Crying due to "Imagine" written by John Lennon

Frustration at the greed and ego in the world

Hiccups while tired.

Fast hiccups

Muffled hiccups

Frustration at hiccups

Too tired to (literally) give a fuck

Adorable couple shit

Bad jokes

Cuddling with hiccups

Corporate America

Jokes about NYC ball dropping

New Years Eve was very chill this year. Mark was with Alice's family and the kids. Jon was visiting Ralph's family for the first time. Cindy had burnt herself out during the holidays and Margie and her were recuperating from Thanksgiving and Christmas volunteer work in addition to Cindy's social media responsibilities. (There was serious discussion about retiring or stepping back from that particular vocation.)

And so, the two homebodies were sat together as the most anticipated ball drop in the country in New York's yearly salute to asymmetrical puberty was presented on screen.

"I think it even has blue lights this year," Atticus snarked with a snort.

"Oof! Sounds painful," Otto answered with a wince as he caught another deep yawn and rubbed his eyes with the palm of his hand as they both leaned against each other on the couch in front of the television.

Turning away from what Atticus wryly referred to as the yearly scrotum lowering and the new year's first wet dream, the writer chuckled to see their husband squint at the screen in an effort to look alert.

There were many ways in which Otto and Atticus were compatible. Their sleep schedules were not one of them.

While Otto preferred to go to bed in order to get up at the first rays of sun from the horizon's butt crack, Atticus sought out to test the possibility of their nocturnal ancestry.

It was when the last song before countdown was "Imagine" by John Lennon that Atticus' spirit changed from casual bemusement and mild disgust at the sheer corporate wallpapering of the New York tableau to sudden sadness.

"Dammit," they said as the woman on the screen belted the lyrics out beautifully with soft reverence in her voice.

Otto flinched in a startle as they felt Atticus' smaller body suddenly lean into his more desperately and he lifted an arm to accommodate the position and circle it around their body. They felt his spouse huff and groan a little.

"Um...you okay?" he hazarded an ask.

"I hate this song," they whispered. "Makes me cry."

"Oh," Otto said, brows rising. He rubbed Atty's shoulder softly at the rare display of emotional vulnerability.

"I know it's stupid," Atty muttered.

"No...it's not," Otto said with a squeeze to their shoulders. "But...can I...ask why?"

"Because," Atticus said after a moment, "it's sincere and simple and...and no matter how many times people sing or hear it nothing in this fucking world will ever change for people to actually be able to want any of what the lyrics say to be true. There's too much greed and ego and..." another sniff "...I hate it. Shit, the countdown's about to start, where's my sparkling drink thing?"

"I got it," Otto said softly as he leaned over and handed them the fluted glass as he took his own.

"Thanks," Atty huffed as they swiped a hand under their eyes shoving at the frames of their glasses. "I'm okay," they said to the worried look they saw in their periphery.

Otto put a hand on Atty's back as both started counting down from 10 at the cues on the screen. As usual Otto groused at the 'live' feed being almost a minute delayed as the new year ball landed just after his clocks struck midnight, chiming and striking filling the room during the countdown.

Nevertheless, the couple wished each other a Happy New Year as the Kia sponsored electric ball cued fireworks probably sponsored by another corporation and music sponsored by a couple of other corporate entities to play the beginning of Auld Lang Syne quickly cut off in favor of playing New York New York.

Atty turned and gave their husband's sparkling tea moistened lips a kiss and he smiled in return before his head jerked back suddenly.

The writer's eyes widened along with Otto's as his head jerked back again and again until they could hear the muffled hiccups. Otto scoffed a hiccuping laugh as he leaned back, letting his back rest into the soft couch as his body continued to convulse, stomach jostling visibly even through his shirt.

Atticus couldn't help but grab the remote and turn the sound down before cuddling into their husband with a bit of shameless excitement.

"You okay?" they asked.

"Yeah," he said with breathy amusement and another muffled hiccup. "I didn't really hmm'mp!mp! expect a c-mmp!-case today! Well...tom-hmm'mp!-o-hrmmp'mm! tomorrow tech-hi'mmp!-nically. Uuuuh...hi'mmp!"

"You need a cure? It's late for you. Way past Wheel of Fortune and Jeopardy!" Atticus teased.

Otto rolled his eyes.

"I'm fi-hmm!-fine. The--y're pretty hmm'mm!hmp!hi'mm!mk!-mm, mild, actually. Just fa-hmm!-fast like us--usual!" he said. "I don't hm'mm! think they'll heh'mm!mm! last lo--long."

The way Otto's neck tucked down as he pushed words through his hiccups silently arresting them always drove Atticus a little insane. The way his voice dipped in octave as his throat opened to spasm again was hot in a way Atty knew they'd never be able to describe no matter how good they were with words.

"If you're sure," they said having discarded their flute of sparkling beverage so their hand could rest just under his ribcage.

Otto nodded as he calmly let his body jump with every jerking flinch of his diaphragm. He almost took another drink of the fizzy liquid before he caught himself.

"Though huh'mm!hmm!hm!hm'mm!-uh, I probably should--n't drink h'mm! anymore of hih'mm!mm! this!" he said, holding the glass up.

"Got it!" Atticus said and helpfully took the glass putting it on the coffee table.

"Tha-hungk! you!" he said, finding it less of an effort to let the hiccup complete the word than having to repeat it again. "You humm! okay no-huh'm!-not do--doing anything huh!hu'ump!mmk! wi--with these to-hmm!-night?"

Atticus looked up into the worry-tinged tiredness of Otto's face. If they stared long enough, they would be able to see the guilt edging in. They watched him keep eye contact with them even as his hiccups tugged his head back and tucked his chin down in rapid succession. Atty stroked his chest fondly.

"This holiday season has been robust in your diaphragmic flirtations. I think I can hold myself back from ravishing you this one time," they said with a sly smile.

"Mm huh'mm! your restr-mmk!hih'mmk!-restraint is ap--uh! appreciated and admi--adm--hmk!huh!mk!-admirable! Ugh!" Otto said with frustration as he finally laid a hand on his chest and leaned his head back. "Gir--gird your HUH! lo--ins, they-hup!hip!hu'up!-'re doing that hi'ip!ngk!hingk! thi--thing whe-hup!-where they hulmp! g--get wo-erk!h'muck!-worse befo--before they ngk!ngk!-uh-huck! st--stop! Go-hup!-gosh!"

"Bud, my loins have been girded since the first one," Atticus informed him.

"Heh! Huh!huh!-uuuuh. hu'UP!hungk!-mm."

He continued to encourage deeper breaths, but his hiccups kept rapid firing through the attempts leaving him grunting, breathless, and frowning. He raised his shirt up and gave an imploring look to his partner.

"Could you huh!hump'k!huck'm!mk!-uh! Cou--ld you ru-hup!humpk!uck'm!mmp!mm!-ugh!..."

"I got you!" Atticus said as they put their hand on his belly as it popped quickly, jiggling or tightening with each spasm. They also focused on the space right below his ribs as he'd told them he felt his hiccups higher than his belly despite how much action seemed to take place visually in that area. Right below his ribs tended to be where he felt soreness if they went on too long.

"You sure you don't need to cure..." Atty offered one more time.

"Yeah hmk! I'm not hm!mk! uncomf--forta--ble mmk!mm!h'mp! just mk! annoyed hu'uh! and ti--tired-UP!-uh," he said, letting another breath out to more hiccups.

"And you're definitely not keeping them for me," Atticus confirmed.

"Hilmp!...I mean ever-hmp year sta--rts off mk! with a--a few hmph! hiccups. Why mk! not le--t yours hrmph! be mine? Mk!" he said with a drowsy grin.

"That was terrible," Atticus said in mock disgust.

Otto's grin only grew wider.

"Truly awful," they said.

Otto shrugged with a smug expression.

"I'm so proud of you. Seriously. Your terrible sense of humor has grown so much under my tutelage," they said smiling.

"No one hmph! is more hmm!mm!huh'mm! impressed a--and appalled tha-nk!nk!-than I am!" he said.

Atticus laughed and wrapped their arms around his body as far as they'd go as Otto embraced them back. Sitting like this in the warmth of their husband they felt protected as they relished the last strong spasms of his hiccup attack.

They felt his arms go a bit slack after a while and heard his breath even. Atticus leaned out of his presence with regret and put a hand on his chest before he went too deeply asleep.

"Hey, you. Time to hit the hay, cowboy," Atty said as they tapped the end of his nose.

Otto groaned and stretched.

"Kay. Yeah. Happy New Year, Atty," he mumbled.

"Happy New Year, Otto," they responded as they both turned off lights, disposed of dishes, and headed up stairs.

[netscapenavigator-official]

Hey thanks for being an EV positive, yet still corporate critical and Tesla negative blog. My first car is an EV that I just got end of last year, and most discussion surrounding them has been... odd. It's either you're an elon bootlicker, someone who hates tesla and therefore also ALL EVs, or the conspiracy nuts who think they're woke death traps. There's some genuinely cool things about EVs, and while I don't think they'll be the entire solution for ICE cars, they have a place i think.

I think there's a middle ground for electric vehicles to exist in a more sustainable future, even if they won't (or shouldnt) be as widespread as ICE cars. Plus, driving one is just straight up fun, and this is coming from a person who used to HATE driving

Now this is an EV take on Tumblr Dot Com that I can get behind! I'll try to keep this as non-rambly as possible, but I love this topic a lot, and sometimes I just like talking about things... Sorry in advance...

I've certainly seen the division in EV opinions, too. It's shame that Tesla Fanboys ruined them for a lot of people, and Elon Musk really sealed the deal. A lot of left-leaning people on Tumblr (and the internet in general) have really been sucking down the oil industry's propaganda lately because they can't bring themselves to separate their opinion of Tesla and EVs in general. It's even starting to leach into the far-left's opinion of green technologies as a whole... which is certainly disheartening.

I, however, also find electric cars really fascinating, so that's why I enjoy talking about them so much on this blog. The concept of a car that does everything you need transportation to do, but silently, smoothly, and with zero-emissions is just so cool. Also, they kinda just... make sense. Like, I plug my dryer into the wall, it does chores. I plug my oven into the wall, it does chore. I plug my phone and laptop into the wall, they do "chores." So why not my car? Like why do I have to go out of my way to a stupid little fueling station and put a liquid in my car that has to be fracked, refined, transported, and then burned? Why can't I just charge my car at home, like every other appliance in my life? And the answer is... I can! And that's really cool! It's such a simple, novel concept, and yet it's been bastardized to hell and back, which I think is a real shame.

On the technology side of things, (in addition to Musk going off the deep end) I just think that Tesla has lost its luster. It got comfy in its market position, stopped innovating, and the legacy automakers caught up. The Hyundai Kia Motor Group is doing far more impressive things, imo. I mean, bringing 800V, sub-20 minute charging to cars that start under $50K is extremely impressive, especially when you consider the ONLY other cars that have and do that are the Porsche Taycan, Audi e-tron GT, Lucid Air, and Tesla Cybertruck (all cars that start over $80,000). Also, not to fangirl too much, but what Kia did with the EV9's drivetrain is downright industry leading... and tbh... I just don't see how people can see the innovations that companies like Hyundai, Lucid, Rivian, etc. are bringing to the market... and still think that Tesla makes good electric cars, let alone good cars at all.

Also, I completely mirror your opinion on the necessity of EVs. Being pro-electric cars doesn't mean you're pro-car dependency. Even in public transportation havens like the Netherlands or Japan, cars still have a place. Whether it be industrial, commercial, or niche personal reasons, cars will most likely have a place in the transportation world for the foreseeable future, and my philosophy regarding that is: So long as they exist, it's better for them to be zero-emission. I genuinely hope to see a public and mass transit revolution in my life time. I hope Americans will see public transportation be better funded and more accessible. I also hope, one day, people who don't want to own a car, won't have to. However, in the meantime (and for those people in the future who simply can't use public transportation for their transportation needs) an electric car is better than a ICE one. Period.

That's not to say EVs don't bring their own environmental challenges. They do. However, my opinion on the matter simply mirrors what studies and research show us: EVs are better for the environment than ICE cars, even if they aren't perfect. Every step in the right direction is a good thing, and a lack of perfection is not an excuse to to wallow and let things get worse.

And P.S.

How fun that your first car is electric! I'm totally jealous. I hope it brings you many many years of reliable transportation, well into the future. <3

[janjanenrico]

Silkroad Spoilerless

KIA Granbird Silkroad Coach

CTTO: Aspiring Bus Enthusiast (Kyle Agullo) Inspired by: @techno2025

[the-inkwell-variable]

oc questionnaire tag

thank you, @willtheweaver, for the tag!

i'm going to be answering as KIA this time!

1. What would it take for you to forgive someone who wronged you?

Depends on the person and the crime. If Duncan stole my coffee, I'd forgive him in a heartbeat. But if Jazz came up to me, begged for forgiveness for all the shit they've pulled, and cut out their own tongue in front of me? Still wouldn't forgive them. Fuck Jazz.

2. You are given the chance to resurrect someone you loved for 24 hours. Would you do it?

Absolutely I would. There's so many things I...need to say.

3. What is the one job you don’t want?

Anything corporate where you have to dress fancy. Nice thing about bein' a merc - you can wear whatever the fuck you want. I could murder someone in an evening gown if I wanted to.

TAGGING @theink-stainedfolk - @space-writes - @illarian-rambling - open tag!

YOUR QUESTIONS ARE

If you could kill someone with zero consequences, would you do it?

What kind of crimes are okay to do, in your opinion?

Instant ramen or fancy ramen - which is better?

[aita-blorbos]

AITA for not believing that someone was dead and digging up their grave to prove my point?

(AU/Fanfiction post)

Okay, I know the title probably makes me sound bad, but hear me out.

For context: I (43M) have been trying for almost eight years to expose and kill the man, a person I’ll just be calling J (40M), who caused the death of my wife, B. That bastard did things to B that I can’t say here, but she’s been missing for eight years, the police think that she’s dead, and I won’t ever be convinced that J isn’t the reason she’s gone.

The problem with just putting J’s head on a pike in Central Park like the fucking animal he is was that he was a world-famous superhero, and he was a pretty goddamn powerful one. Flight, laser eyes, impenetrable skin, superstrength, all those works, and he’s backed by a massive corporation (we’ll call them V) which will cover up everything he does, which includes what he did to B. And apparently, J’s corporate creators have thrown everything they can think of at this fucker to see if their science project was a success, and none of it put a dent in J. If I was still a believer, I’d say that God is laughing His white-robed ass off at my expense.

J sounds like the kind of wanker that could never be killed by anyone, right? That’s what me along with all my friends in on the plot to take J down thought too at this point. I’d just given a contact in the CIA some incriminating evidence about V’s corruption, only to be seemingly proven wrong. V announced that J had been KIA by some bullshit rival organization with a potent nerve gas.

Nerve gas, killing J. What a bloody joke. I didn’t believe it for a second, but the others? They all were happy to accept it and move on. To them, J was dead and V was being nailed to a plank like Christ on Good Friday after their shitstorm was exposed to the public. But I still wasn’t happy. Despite what my friends and the CIA tried to tell me I didn’t believe that J was dead. V saw what was coming and gave J some bullshit fake death and now he’s living somewhere in the Caribbean or somewhere like that getting lap dances from a conga line of exotic tarts. I would have bet my left bullock on it.

The funeral was soon after, almost too soon, and it was diabolical. V threw a lot of money I didn’t think they’d have after all the allegations into this thing. A gold-plated coffin, massive service with J’s ex delivering the eulogy (judging by her face and flat acting I’m pretty sure she was forced by V) along with a fling (we can call her S, she was on J’s team too) of one my friends performing a music number in J’s memory. They even had an American flag draped over his coffin along with the flowers, like J was some great military leader and not a spoiled manchild they fed powers to out of a bottle. Over the top cock-up, if you ask me.

But I was gobsmacked during the wake to see an actual body in the casket, I was expecting it to be closed. It definitely looked like J, down to every last detail, V had him in that stupid hero uniform and everything. He looked almost like he was peacefully sleeping. I wanted to jab at his skin with a pin from my sister-in-law’s hair to see if it would go through, I would know then if it was really him because there’s no way a pin would be able to go through J, even if he was dead. My in-laws and the friend with me wouldn’t let me though, bloody cowards that they were. They just forced me to give my SIL her pin back and to go sit down with them.

I watched the whole service, watched them carry out that golden monstrosity and lower it into the ground. I even stayed after the service to watch them pour dirt into the grave. It wasn’t enough. I’d seen J’s body, but I still wasn’t sure that it was actually real. That it wasn’t fake or some kind of double. Everyone thought that me going to the funeral would give me closure, but it only did the opposite. Even going to my aunt’s house for a cuppa and seeing my dog wasn’t enough to calm my nerves.

It was after a few pints and getting proper trollied that I got the idea to go back to the city and then break into V’s tower for some answers. So the next morning I took my pistol and crowbar and got into the tower, but I guess I wasn’t careful enough and set off an alarm or maybe walked past too many cameras because their security caught me before I could even make it halfway up. I may have lost the plot a bit, I may have threatened to kill the rest of J’s team, the police found my pistol on me when they got there. They charged me with felony trespassing and, later, tacked on assault for shooting S with my rifle in an earlier incident (she has powers just like J does, give me a break) after she ID’ed me. I got five years and a pile of restraining orders.

I was out on parole after almost two years, so as soon as I got my clothes, money, and the rifle I hid I cut my ankle monitor and legged it. I was on a mission; I was going to find out what killed J, if he was even dead at all, and my friends were going to help me. It wasn’t hard to find them, they’d scattered after J was announced dead but apparently decided to have a meeting of sorts after hearing about me getting out of prison. S was there, so I ended up violating my restraining order, but what the fuck ever. We got into an argument and S threatened to drag me to the nearest police station. It turned into a sudden intervention with everyone insisting to me that J was dead and that I had to let him go. S kept vehemently insisting that he was gone, that he was never coming back. And then I got a call on my cellphone.

My first thought was that it was my SIL or maybe my aunt, so I answered, ready to have to defend myself for violating parole. It wasn’t any of them though. I knew that voice, that fucking voice. It was J, saying my name like he wasn’t sure it was me he’d reached. It was him, I swear on my dead brother’s grave that it was him. My first thought was that J called to taunt me and the first thing I asked him was what the fuck was going on. He didn’t taunt me though. J sounded… scared. I’ve never heard him sound like that, not even in any of the movies he’s starred it. That wasn’t right, J doesn’t get scared. He told me that he couldn’t think of anyone else to call, that V were pieces of shit (no kidding), that his teammates betrayed him, and that he was being held against his will out of the country and some pretty awful things were being done to him. J was calling me from a payphone and the call cut before I could get any meaningful information out of him.

I was raving at that point. S had gone quiet, but the others were trying to convince me that it must have been a prank call, with the one who went with me to the funeral pointing out to me that we saw the body. That made me remember the body, and I yelled at S when the realization hit me before running out of the room. I took some tools and got back into my car before peeling off to the cemetery J was supposedly buried in.

It was right in the middle of January in New York when this happened, so actually digging into the dirt after I’d hopped the cemetery wall and found the grave was a bitch and a half. I used a pickaxe to break apart the frozen dirt, then the shovel to scoop up the pieces and toss them aside. My friends showed up soon after, I guess they followed me. S wasn’t with them. They kept on trying to get me to stop digging and kept calling me crazy. They must have accepted that I wasn’t letting up though when I just kept digging and let me keep going, but they kept telling me that if I turned out to be wrong they were going to turn me in themselves. I just told them that it was a good thing I wasn’t wrong then.

It took me all night, but I got all the way down to the concrete box the casket was in, and I busted the seams with a sledgehammer before having one of the others who has superstrength help lift it. The others just wouldn’t shut up about how messed up this was as I used my crowbar to pry open the coffin. The body was all sunken and decayed and smelled like shit, but I just slid down J’s uniform and exposed his chest. I couldn’t help but hold my breath when I hovered my pocketknife over the body, then I sank it in.

The skin broke with little resistance. I knew right then, but I cut the chest all the way open just to prove my point. The others didn’t seem at all convinced though, so I cut off one of the body’s fingers and put it in my coat pocket and took some pictures of the cut open chest. We all left after that; the sun was rising and we didn’t want to be there when people started showing up.

After that, I found my CIA contact, R. I couldn’t just walk into her office, I was already wanted for my parole violation and apparently the security cameras at the cemetery caught my face, so I was also wanted for “desecrating the resting place of a national hero” (the media has always been V’s personal ball-ticklers). So, I got into the back of R’s car and waited. It didn’t take long for her to show up and start driving, I guess I scared her when I sat up because R almost crashed the car, then she started yelling at me and made a U-turn, telling me that she was going back to the station to turn me in. She changed her tune though when I explained the phone call from J that I got, showed her the pictures, and gave her the finger to take and run a DNA test on it. She made me get out of the car, but agreed to test the finger under the same conditions my friends gave me: if I’m wrong and the DNA is a match for J’s, I’ll spend the rest of my life in a black site.

To make a long story shorter, while we were waiting for the results to come in I had one of my friends, F, pull some contacts and trace J’s call, which we tracked back to a payphone in Russia, and S fessed up to V getting sick of cleaning up J’s messes and agreeing to sell him out to some private research company based there. Everyone on J’s team was in on it because of how he is, the only one who wouldn’t agree was blackmailed. S insisted that she didn’t know anything about J possibly being mistreated, and that she’d been told that he was going to be held in a maximum security prison for supes with experimental technology to keep him contained. That still might be true, we don’t know for sure yet. All I know is that J sounded terrified of the prospect of being caught by his captors and he described some heinous things being done to him. If J was lying and pretending that he was being treated horribly, I don’t think he’d pretend to be afraid, his head’s too inflated for that; he’d pretend to be righteous and angry about it.

It only took three days for R to get back to me with results from the DNA testing, and I put her on speakerphone with everyone except S (she had to go back to V’s tower) in the room. She confirmed my suspicions; the DNA did not match. In fact, while the DNA did match with someone in the database, it wasn’t J. It was another supe, one with shapeshifting powers. Apparently V made them take the form of J, then they killed them so that they’d have a convincing corpse to put in the casket and show the world in order to convince everyone that J had truly died.

Despite me being right though, my friends are still looking at me weird and calling me crazy, saying that I’m bonkers. I turned out to be right, I don’t think I did anything wrong, but they won’t let up. So, am I the arsehole?

TL;DR: scumbag’s corporate overlords claimed he died and held a funeral, I didn’t believe that bullocks so I broke into their tower, got thrown in prison for it, then once I was out I cut my ankle monitor — because fuck parole — and dug up his grave. Turns out I was right, but everyone else thinks I’m crazy.

[chocoboknight]

FFVII Prompt # 1

When Vincent Valentine disappeared the Shinra Corporation simply marked him down as KIA and the Turks were left with no leads when they're told to dismiss it.

His sister, however, refuses to take that total non-explanation and slowly tracks down where her brother was last seen... the mountain town of Nibelheim. She takes lodging in the inn, eventually falling in love with Brian Lockhart, but she never gives up searching for Vincent.

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Whether she finds Vincent or not is up to you, or maybe Vincent recognizes his sister's features in Tifa after the fact. Either way have so many possibilities - Tifa's mom might survive even!