#later they will try to find the footage just to check it wasnt all an allusination but its been ereased

[just-a-cheese]

No one expects Superman to have hobbies. Mostly because everyone thinks he lives in an ice fortress in the artic and spends all his time saving people instead of being a person and having a job. No one expects him to be Clark Kent either. But he is a person and he has a job, and even though he can't exactly keep up with a hobby -what with all that ‘spending most of his time saving people and trying to be a person’ thing- he does have ways to pass the time and unwind himself after a long day.

Technology is so amazing, and social media is so addictive.

So maybe he keeps up with inane internet drama. So what? People having parasocial relationships with random bloggers is like the norm nowadays, and honestly the lowscates problems of celebrities are like a breath of fresh air after stopping another world-ending threat. So yeah, he knows meme speak; he's fluid in the way only chronically online people are, even if his coworkers think he barely knows how to navigate google and his uh- night shift coworkers still think he could somehow not know what a tv is.

This is all to say, that he could be excused of momentarily forgetting himself after a long battle and even longer debriefing, and in a completely conditioned response -totally outside of his control- having responded to a comment about one of his favorite celebrities in the way he would have inside a fandom space.

Meaning, that while sitting at the table in the watchtower, surrounded by his fellow superheroes, listening to Green Lanter cry over the 500k luxury car crash that Bruce Wayne was involved in and how someone had to stop the crazy bastard or stage a rescue mission for all the poor beauties trapped in his garage, Superman -world’s mightiest hero- actually opened his mouth and without any input whatsoever from his brain said “or i could get him pregnant, maybe that'll calm him down”.

The absolute silence after that didn't get to last for more than a second, as Batman tripped over his own feet and almost brained himself on the table.

[prey-to-go]

What if, one day, even though it was a work day and Tony ordered him, Peter didn't come in at all. Like... say, Peter's day was so BAD at school or something, he just... took off running in the opposite direction and didn't look back because he felt like he needed to be alone. And, of course, Tony, the overprotective mother-hen that he is, goes to look for him.

Yesss I love it <3))

.................................................................

Tony's wasnt too worried when five minutes passed and Peter hadnt arrived yet, sometimes the kid was slightly later than usual.

When the 10 minute mark hit he checked his app to see if there was a delay or something. A small notification popping up from the app. The driver had messaged him.

"Peter hasnt shown up to work. Is he with you already? -Devon"

It felt like he had been dunked in ice. Peter wasnt at work and he wasnt here. "It's probably nothing- maybe there was a school thing." He murmurs to hismelf before quickly answering.

"I haven't seen him."

He runs a hand through his hair trying not to overreact. There had to be a reason why Peter hadnt shown up to work or thought to call in.

Waiting for a reply was useless, so he turned to FRIDAY for answers. Hacking traffic cams probably wasnt the most legal thing he had done but he needed to find the kid.

"Come on Fri I need details." He says pulling up holopads. What if Peter had been kidnapped? Maybe someone knew the kid was his order and went after him?

"I've traced him from the school to his apartment. No cameras around the area have picked up any information." Friday says showing the footage. The video played out exactly how she explained it, leaving Tony with more questions than answers.

Not a kidnapping then. He let a small breath of relief out, and pulls up a map of the area.

"Mark any areas that Peter's talked about in the past, put them on route." He says grabbing his phone. While using the iron suit would be faster he knew getting Peter back to the tower would be hell.

"Of course Boss... shall I share locations with 'Devon?'"

While Tony would much rather find Peter on his own he knew that they needed to find the kid one way or another.

He nods with a sigh, hurrying to go get one of his less flashy cars. Two people were better than one.

"Go ahead." He confirms. FRIDAY let a small hum out to signal she had done what was asked.

GPS had serval locations pulled up around the area, each seeming like good hiding places.

"Let's try the park first." He says to himself. After selected a car, he got in and peeled out of the garage, listening intently to the directions. Fifteen minutes later and he was parking at a park that looked pretty sad.

No one was around and it seemed secluded, a perfect place to hide.

"Peter? Kiddo are you here?"

He frowns when he got no reply scanning the playground equipment. He didnt exactly expect to find Peter at the first place but that didnt deter any hope he had.

"Peter? Come on where's my little snack." He calls out again. Anxiety weighed heavy in his chest as he looked around, his wings flaring up anxiously.

He listened for something, but so far it was just the rustling of leaves and the occasional bird singing their song.

"Peter?" He tries again. There was no reply and the demon turned around to head back to the car when he heard it. Quiet sniffling.

It might not have been Peter but he highly doubted any sane parent would let their kid play here.

He held his breath, afraid that if he said anything the sniffling would go away. His tail flicks as he slowly heads to the now quiet sobbing. Slightly surprised to find the source to be in an old tube slide on it's side.

"Peter?" He finds himself asking. The sobbing paused for a second.

"Mr.S-stark?" Peter whimpers in response. Tony's heart ached at how small the kid sounded at the moment. He croons softly and crouches at the entrance of the tube.

"Oh kiddo." He says breathlessly. He couldn't see clearly in the dim light, but he could see peter curled up in the middle of the tube, his shoulders shaking in silent sobs.

He didnt bother asking FRIDAY to alert Devon he found the kid, she probably already had.

"Come here sweetheart." He murmurs softly holding his hands out for the kid. Peter sniffles and starts crawling towards him, Tony letting yet another soft croon out when the poor thing started getting hiccups from crying so hard.

When the kid got close enough he pulled him out of the tube, holding him close. Wings instinctually snapping shut around them.

"M'- S-sorry." Peter manages to get out between heaving sobs. His heart nearly shattering when the kid got a death grip on his shirt, his face buried in his chest.

"Oh kiddo, you've got nothing to be sorry for. You just got a little overwhelmed it looks like." He knew what a burnt out teen looked like and Peter was a prime example of it.

"B-but I-I messed your o-order up." Peter sniffles out, finally looking up at him. His face was red and his eyes were puffy like he had been crying for a while which he probably had been.

"Kid I care about you. Sure you're my little snack, but you're so much more than that." Tony says softly. He smiles a bit and brushes some wayward hair out of the kid's face.

"You're Peter Parker a baby genius, a kid that could give me a run for my money with tech, a mischief maker and my kid." He continues soflty when Peter didnt speak up.

"Y-your kid?" The kid echos quietly.

"Yes my kid." Tony muses, giving the kid a light squeeze. It felt right considering how close they had gotten over the few months.

"How about we head back to the tower hmm? Maybe get some got chocolate." He offers.

"O-okay."

[backtobackbakubabe]

I’m Gonna Make This Place Your Home (Part 6)

Bakugo X Reader 

Words : 3036

Warnings: SMUT! THERE IS SMUT IN THIS CHAPTER (finally) also there’s some violence and mention of abuse. 

Runaway reader finds a home with Bakugo. But will trouble follow?

*****************************************************************************************************

You were packed in record time. It helped that you didnt have much to pack.

Bakugo was now pulling you into a car you didnt know he had while yelling at someone on the phone. “No you cant come!”.... “Because we’re trying to hide her and blend in and your hair is literally a bride red fucking target!”... “Yes! I will tell you once we’re settled... Thanks Man..”

He threw his phone out the widow of the moving car and sped up. “Alright so they found you, and they know you’re with me. We just need to get somewhere safe and lay low for a bit. I’ve filled Kirishima in on everything and he’s going to see what he can find out through our hero database.” His grip was tight on the steering wheel and shoulders were stiff as boards. He was stressed out.

You reached over and placed your hand in his lap. You could feel him relax only slightly, but enough for him to release some tension. “Where are we going?”

I’m going to drive us out of town then stop at a random hotel. We’ll check in under a fake name and use cash. I have enough to last us a while.” He took the  hand that you had put in his lap and intertwined your fingers, “They’re not going to lay a finger on you. Not if I can help it.”

Later that night you laid next to him while he clicked away on his laptop. “You threw your phone out the window but kept your laptop? Wouldn't they be able to track that as well?”

He scoffed, “I wish they’d try. This is government issued from work. As soon as they even tried it would alert my agency of their location and who they are.” He continued to click through. He started off by asking who I ordered the pizza from. From there he hacked into the cameras of all the locations near our apartment and was now busy watching through hours of footage trying to find whoever wrote the message on the box. You tried to stay awake to keep him company but your eyes were so heavy. His fingers threaded through your hair, “Go to sleep babe. They’ll be plenty of time to talk tomorrow.”

So you snuggled into him and let sleep take over. You kept waiting for him to join you. In fact every so often you'd reach out to join his dream, but he wasn’t there. You hoped he wasnt driving himself mad with all of this investigative work. Wasn’t that was Kirishima was supposed to be doing?

Hours later you heard a loud “Mother Fucker!”

You shot up strait and grabbed onto Bakugo’s arm. “What is it? What’s going on?”

“That fucking asshole from the coffee shop was the one who rated you out... Your boss.” He turned the laptop towards you and sure enough there was a video of him sneaking into the pizza shop and writing his lovely little note on the pizza box before turning to the camera and flipping it off. “He’s one of eight brothers. All of them bad news. The oldest brother is the head of some secret society that they’re all members of. They call him the puppeteer. Riku’s the youngest and his job is to find girls and trick them into going to a ‘party’ after which they're never seen again. Police have been trying to take them down for years but there’s never been enough evidence. I had Kirishima email me over every file he could find on this secret society.”

He opened up a new tab that was full of pictures, mugshots, and reports. “They call themselves the Pure. They believe in arranged relations and breeding for maximum quirk efficiency. There’s allegedly a lot of really important people involved which is why a case has never been made against them. Drugs, arms dealing, racketeering, kidnapping, slavery... this.... this is crazy. How can they be involved in so much but no one even know about them. I’m a fucking hero and I had never heard about it.” He turned to you, his red eyes burning with intensity. “How do you run from something that doesn't exist?”

You scrolled through the file before your heart stopped. “Bakugo.. I recognize that man...”

He looked over your shoulder and you could hear him gasp. He recognized him as well. He had seen him in your dreams. This man had been your prison guard for years. He had hit you, starved you, drugged you, stripped away your clothing and left you to freeze. He was an animal, he was evil, and Bakugo wanted to kill him.

According to the file his name was Bruce. He was from Slovakia, and as far as anyone knew he died in a train accident fifteen years ago. You wish he has though.

“I’m going back to sleep...”

Bakugo held you to him, “You sure? You don’t want to talk about it?”

“I know his name now... I know his face. I think it’s time I pay Bruce a little visit... You coming?”

It clicked with him what you meant. You were about to visit him in a dream. And there was no way he was going to let you do that alone.

He gripped your hand and spooned up behind you. “You sure about this?”

Your only response was, “If it gets to be too much for you , you can leave at any time.”

Then you were falling asleep and taking Bakugo with you. You had done this plenty of times when you were held captive. Taking people with you into dreams was easy enough. They usually couldn’t affect anything the way you could though.

The bright light flashed behind your eyelids signaling that you were connecting with your intended target.

Eh. Even his dreams were gross. You looked around and saw he was dreaming of an orgy. Naked women and drugs everywhere. You strolled right up to him as he sucked at some poor girls neck. You had to touch him to control the dream. That was the rules. And usually you waited for them to make that decision. But not Bruce. He didnt get that privilege. You slapped him across the face.

He shoved the girl off of his lap, “What the fuck-” his eyes met yours and his angry scowl turned into a disgusting smirk.

“Hello Bruce..”

“Well if it isnt my little slut? I was wondering when you would show up. I was careful to never tell you my name but I knew it would only be a matter of time.”

“My name is Y/n..”

He chuckled, “Shit I didn’t even know you had a name. Thought you were just another one of the boss man’s pets.”

Your fist shook with rage and all of the girls disappeared and you were back in that cold room that had been your cell.

His eyes shifted back and forth, “What are you doing? This is my dream. You cant...”

“Oh but I can. I am capable of much more than you ever knew.” All of the sudden his face started to sink in as if he was starving. His skin became littered with bruises. His ears and nose began to bleed just like yours would when they made you overuse your quirk.

He started to panic and tried to run away but his foot was shackled to the floor like the animal he was. “Fucking bitch! Stop it!”

But you didn’t. You continued to make him suffer, he deserved it after all. All the sudden a hand came down on your shoulder. You grabbed it and threw the person to the ground. Your eyes glowing purple with rage. But they softened when you realized it was just Bakugo. Looking worried with his hands held up in surrender, “It’s just me. It’s alright. It’s okay. Just breath. Calm down. This isn't you!” 

You ran your fingers through your hair and began to pace. You really wanted to hurt the asshole in front of you but you couldnt allow yourself to stoop that low. You couldn’t break down like this. Especially not in front of Bakugo. “I’m sorry. I’m just a little on edge right now. I hope I didnt hurt you.”

He shook his head as he regained his footing, “I’m fine, you're the one I’m worried about. You sure you can handle this. We’ve been here for only a few minutes and it looks like you're already losing it a little bit. I’ve never seen you so... angry before.” 

Bruce started laughing that sickening laugh that made your stomach turn. “Your little boyfriend thinks so highly of you. I wonder if he would stick around if he knew some of the twisted shit you pulled to get out of here.”  

You walked over and gave him a swift kick to the ribs, “I did what I did to stay alive. I will never apologize for that.” You knelt down to look him in the eyes. “Now tell me where you are.” 

He spit blood onto your feet, “This is just a dream. You can do what you want and it’ll never actually hurt me. I’m not telling you shit!”

You narrowed your eyes at him but a cool smile came over your face, “That’s true... Assuming you ever actually wake up. I can make sure you don’t. Keep you here forever, in a coma. Have you ever wondered what happens when you die in a dream? No one really knows right? Because our brain wakes us up because it wants to avoid the trauma. Well I know what happens... Would you like me to show you?”

Bruce gulped as his eyes shifted from Bakugo to you. He spit one more time before he groaned, “FINE!...We’re in the mountains. We're at the main campus for the Pure. There’s a big meeting coming up and everyones coming.” He went on to ramble in great detail about how to get there. He made it very clear that you wouldn't make it past the front gate. That they had some strong quirks up their sleeve.  

He was still spilling his guts when Bakugo grabbed your hand. “What if he’s lying? What if he’s setting a trap?”

You sighed and rubbed your temples, “I don’t think he’s that smart.” 

You looked over when you no longer heard Bruce’s labored breathing. “Shit... he woke up” You reached for Bakugo’s hand, “Come on we should wake up too.I have a feeling we have a lot to talk about..”

“You’re fucking right we do.”

You woke up and you felt that your face was soaked in tears. You may have put on a brave face in Bruce’s dream but it didnt change the fact that you had been terrified to be face to face with him again. You wiped furiously, trying to dry your cheeks before Bakugo could see. He probably already thinks you’re unhinged. No need to fuel the crazy fire. 

You took a few deep breaths before turning around and facing Bakugo. To your surprise his eyes were wet as well. “I’m sorry. I know you’re the one who just had to confront the monster from your past. But... That shit was hard to watch. What did he mean when he said you did twisted shit to get out? You told me you jumped out of a moving car?”

You bit your lip and played with the hem of your hoodie. You couldn’t look him in the eye when you told him this. “I lied.... I was scared if I told you the truth you would be scared of me.” 

He cupped your damp cheek and kissed your forehead, “You say scary.. I say badass.”

You would have laughed if the moment hadn't been so tense. “I uh.. If I really focus I can make people see things... when they're awake. Like daydreaming.” You leaned into him and he instinctively wrapped his arms around your waist. “I made them see intruders when in reality no one was there. They all ended up shooting each other and when backup came I made them think that I was also dead. They threw me into the back of a van, didn’t even bother tying me up. When we got close to town I made the drivers vision go blank so he would crash and I could get away.” 

Bakugo pushed your hair out of your face, “Why would you be scared to tell me that? Like you said in Bruce’s dream, you did what you had to. After everything they put you through? I know it has to weigh heavy on your conscious, but it shouldn't. Those people were bad people who did bad things. Who knows how many people you saved by taking them out.”

You nodded, “I guess... But heros aren't supposed to kill people.”

Bakugo smiled, “Well not to be a dick but I’m pretty sure I’m the only one here with a hero license. You’re a survivor. There’s a difference.”

You took a deep breath, trying to expel all of your anxiety. “I also didn’t want you to be constantly trying to guess if what you were seeing was real or if I was manipulating you.” 

“Well I guess it’s a good thing I trust you then...” 

You leaned forward and gently pressed your lips to his. 

You should have known better though because there was rarely anything gentle about Bakugo. He returned you kiss with a burning passion that had you dizzy. 

He rolled on top of you and your legs wrapped around him pulling you to you. You wanted him, all of him. You reached down to waistband of his pants and pushed your hand past it to palm him through his underwear. He groaned and bucked his hips towards you before pulling back. “Y/n. I love you. But are you sure you want this?”

You arched your back so you could peel your shirt off. You hadn't worn a bra to bed and naturally you weren't wearing pants so now the only article of clothing you did have on was underwear. “I’ve never been more sure of anything.” 

He leaned forward and attached his lips to your shoulder while he rubbed one of your nipples between his fingers. You arched your back to lean into his touch a soft moaning falling from your lips. He smiled as his kissed trailed south over the swell of your breeds before sucking your other nipple into his mouth. Licking it and sucking util it grew hard. “Looks like someone has sensitive nipples...” 

Your eyes blinked open, “What are you doing? Dont stop!”

He chuckled, “Yes ma’am.” He tore off his shirt followed by his pants. Now you were both in your underwear. He grinned into you and its made you throb. You bucked your hips up to meet his, desperately needing friction to ease the desire building inside you. 

His lips returned to your neck as he tapped your hip signaling for you to lift them off the bed. Without any hesitation he ripped them off leaving you bare before him. His fingers teased around the sport you wanted him most. But he was trying to give you time to make sure you hadn't changed your mind. And as sweet as that was... You needed him. “Bakugo... I need you. Please.”

With a feral groan his slipped his middle finger into you and slowly pumped in and out. “God Y/n you’re so tight.” He added a second finger and you had to suck in a breath, shit that felt good. He had you whining beneath him. Squirming around his fingers wanting more. 

He kissed up your neck until he got to you ear, where he stopped with a breathy whisper, “You ready?”

You wrapped your legs around him, “Yes! Please!” 

His slid his underwear off and you heard the sound of him opening a condom then his weight returned to you. His forehead already sweaty pressed against yours. “You let me know if I need to stop. If it hurts, if you change your mind. I dont care just let me know...” 

You nodded and he slowly pushed into you bit by bit. Letting you adjust as he went. It definitely stung but in the sweetest way possible. Your fingers gripped his shoulders as he began to thrust into you. It started out as slightly painful but all the sudden he snapped his hips at a completely different angle and you were seeing stars. You couldn’t help your moan of pleasure, “Oh shit! Right there!”

Bakugo picked up the pace looping his arm around the back of your knee and lifting it up so it sat on his shoulder. Heat began to burn within you as you pleasure climbed. You understood why in books they always called it that climax. Legs shaking, fingers digging into his back, “I’m gonna - I’m gonna-”

Bakugo growled as he thrust at an erratic pace, “Let go. I’m right behind you. COME ON Y/N!”

Just like that you you peaked and clamped around him as he stuttered into his own finish. 

You both laid there breathing heavy as he rolled over and pulled you into his chest. His fingers carding through your hair with occasional kisses to the crown of your head. “Hey not to alarm you or anything but I literally saw fireworks...”

You laughed and gave him a funny look, “Yeah me too. That was amazing!”

He gave you a serious look, “No I totally agree.. best night of my life... but Y/n I dont mean metaphorically.. like I literally saw fireworks at the end there. I think you may have subconsciously used your quirk...”

You blushed, “Oh my god I’m so sorry! I didn’t even realize...” You covered your face with your hands out of embarrassment.

But Bakugo wasn’t having any of that. He took your hands and pulled them from your face, “Are you kidding me? That was hot. That was awesome! It was like you got to show me exactly how you felt.” He snuggled closer to you, “Makes me want to do it again.” 

*****************************************************************************************************

Tags: @1000fandoms​ @carolinawindsay​ @targaryens-blog​ @fukyouthink​ @malibusurfer56​ @theoneforallkiddeku​ @emmyljo​ @water-melone98​ @opentheskeletonkey​ @ilikeanimeandbands​ @dexterous-deku @joonishantics​ @-hiddlesdweeb-​ @crimson846​ @emotions-and-potions @tokoyamis-luv​ @itsmetsuki​ @awkwardlife202 @tinymatwrote​ 

Hey guys quick thing about the tags, I really am trying to remember to tag everyone who asked. If you aren't here I apologize I have the memory of a goldfish lol. Just shoot me a message and remind me. Or if you want to be added thats totally cool as well!  Also it looks like some of the tags aren't working as they should. So if looks like you’re there but you didnt get a notification let me know. Maybe I spelled something wrong lol. I tend to do that a lot! Thanks! 

- Molly 

[cyborgraptorprime]

Anemone: Eureka Seven Hi Evolution

Let’s try and figure this out..

After watching the film, I had so many questions! Some I know we’ll have to wait for Eureka Seven Hi Evo 3, but there were so many scenes that had my brain twisting!! There isn’t going to be much of an order here, so bare with me as things go by a little chaotic like…

MAJOR spoilers down below

The world

So, looks like this world takes place in ANOTHER seperate universe in the E7 series. This time, it’s on Earth, in the year 2028 (I think) where humanity has been invaded by scub scab coral, specifically the ones we see are called the seventh Eureka aka “Eureka 7”. Now, does this mean there are other scab corals around the planet that are called Eureka 1- 6?

When diving into this film, I was curious if this movie connects to Hi Evo 1, since Anemone replaced what they previewed at the end of the first movie. Well, from what I noticed it seems that these two are indeed connected.

They mentioned “Silver Box” lots of times in the movie, the weapon we see in Hi Evo 1. I’ll get back to this one specifically, later.

Near the end of the film, we see the same Control Cluster shown in the first film.

Anemone witnesses the end of the first film, with Renton running, crying, and grinning as he goes to find Eureka. Again, more on this and Renton later.

When we see Nirvash type Z, he breaks out of some kind of egg. In Hi Evo 1, we see that same egg thing surrounding Dewey’s Devilfish after he survived the Summer of Love.

There lots of other things but I could, but I ain’t gonna list them all. Speaking of Dewey, what the hell happened to that guy? Dr Bear says the found him coming out half way through the scab coral. Is this Dewey the same one as Hi Evo 1? Possibly not, since he says the Renton in his world is dead(?). He also mentions that the stock footage other worlds Anemone sees, while she virtually dives, are not true and that his actual world is coming through the scab. What his actual world is, I believe the film left us wondering intentionally. Whatever it is, he’s obviously scheming something. He also mentions a bunch of mystic mumbo jumbo which makes me head go owy.

Silver Box

So, Silver Box was something I was completely not expecting to hear about again. From what we know, Silver Box is a musical warhead Adroc designed to combat the scabs. It lands on top of the Control Cluster and starts syncing with the scabs, bit then apparently goes out control. When Dewey goes to check it out, Silver Box is actually fully operational, but then swallows Dewey up in these red ribbons, protecting him from the Summer of Love. Then Adroc uses the Nirvash to “shutdown” The Silver Box, and its disappears. So what is it doing in Hi Evo 2? Before the climax, we see these red ribbons as the burst through the floor of the lab Anemone’s team was working in, carrying Anemone upwards. Dominic 2.0 also said that Silver Box wasnt working with him at one point too. One of the big hints was that Eureka seemed to be using Silver Box to create her different worlds. So, perhaps Silver Box was shut down in Hi Evo 1, but it already synced with the Cluster, making it possibly super charged? Like as if the two fused to make some kind of super world altering power?

Eureka and her “Dreams”

So, when we meet officially Eureka, she gets pissed at Anemone for not allowing her to be with Renton in these “dreams”. She later explains that in her world, Renton was swallowed up by her arm during Acperience (I’ll get to THAT later too). So she “dreams” up scenarios where she and Renton are still together. This, to us, is shown as all other continuities in the E7 franchise: The original series, AO, Pocket Rainbows, the games, fan art, and the manga. So does this mean this Eureka dreamed up all the past 10 years of the franchise? Honestly, I hope that’s not the case. Maybe with Silver Box’s help, Eureka was able to recreate/ copy other worlds that also had scabs (the other universes), and wanted to live out these fake existences as long as it means she’ll be with Renton?

Acperience

So if you’re a long time fan, and this word seems familiar, that is cause it is. Acperience was the title for 4 of the 50 episodes of the orignal series. Each episode contains a point where are main characters get in some form of contact with the scubs and enter their limbo-like world made for communication. Though they never mention it by name in the show (at least not from the dub that I can remember), the Hi Evo movies both describe this other worldly contact as Acperience. Hi Evo 1 mentions it when Renton places the Amnita Drive on Nirvash’s Compact Drive, starting the acperience. Then Hi Evo 2 calls it whenever Anemone travels from her world to Eureka’s.

Renton

One of the biggest reasons this film is a little confusing is thanks to this kid. So as mentioned above, what makes this story twist from the first Hi Evo 1, is that Renton dies in the acperience event that happens in the first film, yet as we know in Ho Evo 1, that’s the opposite. In fact, he stops it from happening and saves Eureka from decomposing. So do we have a split timeline in a universe where there’s already alternate timelines? Then, take make things even more confusing, turns out Renton’s not actually dead, but he’s in what looks like ANOTHER universe! We dont know which one for certain, but from what we see when we pass that strange cube we saw in the first film (maybe its quartz?), the world that Renton is on is very similar to the Earth we see know of the end of the original series, since we see that it has a large land mass covering half of the original planet.

Or

He’s actually staring at an Earth and hes in a universe that just has two Earths! In Hi Evo 1, Adroc sees the quartz(?) and two Earths and calls it the “true world”. I thought we were seeing a multiverse effect of multiple Earths from multiple universes, but maybe he just saw two Earths? We also see in a quick, blink and you miss it, moment that Adrock is sent there too, after he stops Silver Box.

So the question is how did Renton get there? I think that when Renton was swallowed by Eureka’s arm, he actually got acperienced to that universe and is trying to find a way back.

The Ending

This was a literal wtf moment. So after defeating Eureka and possibly the Control Cluster/Silver Box hybrid, the scabs turn to dust and reveal that somehow, The Gekko and Gekkostate show up and break free from the scabs. Then we see Charles and Ray got there too! How?! Then Dewey walks out, being all ominous and shit. Then Eureka, Anemone, Dominic, and giant Gulliver (I’m not even gunna try to explain how they came to be alive, let’s just go with fatherly love) witness an giant egg with an completely new Nirvash showing revealing to Eureka that Renton is alive.

What?

I hope they explain that in Hi Evo 3, but I got a hunch that the next film wont anwser anything. (Let’s hope my hunches are worse than Anemone’s)

Trivia things I noticed

When a Nirvash attacks, it apparently only goes for 1246 seconds, just like the antibodies in the original series

When Anemone gets play-backed into the Spearhead, its has TheEnd color scheme which, I think, proves that TheEnd in Pocket Full of Rainbows was the same black spearhead in that film

Generation Bleu sign tehee!

Speaking of Gen Bleu, Mischa and Sonia name drop the Triton and Posiden. Maybe those crafts and their teams exist in this universe too!

The music the pilot plays while Nirvash X attacks is called Tiger Tracks, which is the actual name of the song composed for the original series. Good shit.

Obviously, the number 7 is a constant in this film. You see it everywhere.

[heizerux]

About Stormy Weather 2

Let’s cut to the chase. This was a filler/recap episode.

Is it disappointing? Yes 😞

They did my girl Aurore wrong with the episode title and not even giving her the attention she deserves. And about nothing new happened. Chloe still hasn’t learned to actually be better. There’s more. But those are about a few things that REALLY got to me (to be brief).

Is it bad that they even have this episode? Not exactly. It just wasn’t done well.

Now that I’ve briefly got out of my system on why I was disappointed, now let’s look at the details and minor brightsides of it (I guess?) and more on why I’m disappointed.

.

This was an episode to establish the questions we’ve had. (Honestly did we even need these? Actually, not really. But it’s nice they even bothered.) Some of these questions are:

How’s Aurore?

Is Chloe really fully changed?

How does Nathalie REALLY feel? Like with her own words? How LONG has she been with the Agrestes? And will Gabriel keep this shit up?

How’s the dynamic between Ladybug and Chat Noir now since they’ve been fighting for a while?

How’s everyone else (Alya and Nino specifically) doing?

Will Marinette ever tell Adrien that she’s interested in him?

Will Adrien pick up on that???

Pretty much here’s how they answered these, as well as what I took from these answers:

How’s Aurore? Naturally I’m gonna open up with Aurore here since this was supposed to be HER episode again. We see her being bullied by Chloe and then she get it’s gets to her. THAT’S how Aurore is doing. The only few things I liked about her here is learning she and Marinette are friends. But that’s IT. This could have been HER moment. HER episode again. We could of known more about HER. Instead what do we get? Just like 3 minutes tops of her and boom. Defeated, and not even checked up on. I know she’s a side misc character but damnit *slaps table*. . . We really were cheated with her comeback. This wasn’t her episode and it shouldn’t have been titled “Stormy Weather 2”. I’m sad about this.

Is Chloe really fully changed? Nope. So I knew her development wasn’t even started yet (as we’ve seen), but like damn. We see how being hero twice has gotten to her head. It’s disappointing, it really is. The only “bright side” is that at least they’re establishing here that she clearly still has changing to do instead of saying she’s fully changed, which she isn’t. Probably even alluding to what we’re gonna see next with her. Obviously by that last glare, Marinette (as Ladybug) isn’t giving into her shit anymore. (That or she’s disappointed in how Chloe doubled back too.)

How does Nathalie REALLY feel? And so we see. She, as expected, hates her fucking job because it’s too demanding, but LOVES the Agreste family. We now, with her own words, which are rare, learn just how long she’s been with them, her feelings for the family, and that she canonically cared for Emilie and has now fallen for Gabriel. She’s also still sick from Heroes Day (so they didn’t forget that’s a thing, thankfully). Which now only implies that from this point forward, she’ll be Mayura more often, and get even sicker (a life for a life, anyone?)

How’s everyone else doing? That Ninalya (Djwifi) content. . . My heart! 💕💖💕💖😭💖💕💖💕 So they show us Nino is pretty much now a Césaire (lol), and that they both do talk about their hero duties when they’re alone. The good in seeing this? They can actually keep it a secret from the public and this shows their hero potential (unlike Chloe). The bad about it? It’s their disadvantage (as we already know.) Now what we didn’t need is all that recap footage. (That time slot could have been used for my bby Aurore 💜💙💜)

How’s the dynamic between Ladybug and Chat Noir now since they’ve been fighting for a while? Well :) (Filler aside) We see that Ladybug is A LOT more fonder of Chat Noir than before. This time she’s loosening up her humor during battle when she used to be all “stop joking! This is serious!” Then they go on to recap on shit that we already know like that they trust each other and *yawn*. But one thing I did notice, and like about this, is that look she gives him as he runs off.

It’s almost a look of that says “I’m starting to view you as more than a partner. . .” (Will they show it in the following episodes. Boy do I hope.)

Will Marinette ever tell Adrien that she’s interested in him? Okay so not only does she drop off Adrien’s homework, but you notice something? Not only did she volunteer, but she didn’t fluster while doing so. When she delivers it, she’s not panicked about it, instead she’s just nervous about talking to Nathalie and disappointed she couldn’t give it to him in person. Then what happens next? She FINALLY takes Kagami’s advice and does something. Once she’s done, she’s not regretful and doubtful about it anymore when she used to be. Sure, we went over shit that marks she “changed”, but it’s really around this part in the episode that she ACTUALLY changes. From here she’s a new confident Marinette, pretty much. The recap was still unecessary.

Will Adrien pick up on that??? *sigh* no lol.

Okay, real quick, BIG APPRECIATION for Plagg’s “Oh shit” face when he sees Adrien notices the handwriting.

So into Adrien and his love life, we see that his head is too in the clouds to fully notice the amazing girl that is MARINETTE. I will say I love that Plagg keeps trying to steer him in the direction to LOOK AT MARINETTE. (Mentioning how Gabriel wasn’t mad Adrien was with her when he snuck out and hinting that she’s VERY available more than once.) When he finally notices the handwriting, he’s SO close to putting it together. Plagg for a sec is shook about it (since it hints he’s closer to piecing she’s LB), but then he re-tracts because he’s a clueless child and now is left on the conclusion that it’s not her. Okay -_-

So now that that’s done, let me just add on why I think that last part where he retracts marks something.

.

Anyone find it odd that the episode ended specifically with Adrien noting that “Marinette couldn’t have written the letter (can’t be in love with me) because she’s just a friend that’s into fashion. Besides there’s Luka.”

Luka. . .

. . .

You guys hear that?

Right as soon as he says that, sad music plays. Like he “lost” something.

Then Adrien as if slightly disappointed, insists it was probably “someone else”. . . Because there’s Luka. . .

And then the episode ends.

(My own thought: I think this is here to mark off that not only Luka is coming more into play, but maybe that it’ll affect Adrien more than he thinks? It may be that his change to come is that he stops looking “up in the clouds” and starts looking in front of him.)

.

haaaaaAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!

.

And that’s about one of the few things that got me in this episode (among Nino and Alya and Mari getting confident for once). Because it means shits gonna get interesting among the ships👀. . . *sips tea*

.

I’d touch the development issue but after carefully going over the fact that both season 2 and 3 were written around the same time, I do have a hunch stuff is kind of out of order there. But that’s a topic for another day. (Probably one I’ll rethink and retouch fully after this season is done.) So let’s get back to the real question:

So wtf was this episode?

.

Well, this is just my take, but judging by the brief glances at Stormy Weather 2’s LEVEL of power, it’s there to set what we’re gonna be seeing from the episodes forward. If this looks intense, then we haven’t seen intense, yet (ya feel?)

.

For certain ppl (I’m one of these ppl) Stormy Weather from S1 was THE pilot episode to the whole show and the first episode seen. It set up what we were going to be seeing of the show. So if there had to be an explanation, my take is that’s why they picked her again to mark off a recap and brand new starting point for what’s to come.

.

TLDR: This episode probably wasn’t just meant to show what’s changed, but to mark of what WILL change moving forward.

.

It’s not perfect, I’m still not happy with how it was delivered, but that’s probably what they were going for.

.

They probably should of just called it “The Story So Far” or something, honestly. Not Stormy Weather 2. Aurore did amazing. Her screentime didn’t :( But in the end, it’s probably there to mark the start of real change.

.

Since that’s maybe the deal, then changes we may see here moving forward and so on are:

.

It’s probably gonna mark Marinette as being comfortable around Adrien and no longer hesitating as much as she did, but of course Luka will be more in her life (and Adrien may or may not realize he isn’t as okay with it?? That’s just what I wanna see honestly lol). Chloe will probably realize that she can’t keep expecting to be handed a miraculous just because she says so, which then could mark her to ACTUALLY start changing. And so on.

.

Anyway we’ll see what the next episodes bring. I noticed they’ve only been showing us the uneventful episode first and leaving the more “juicy” ones for later dates. . .

As long as this is, I actually kind of rushed through it so my apologies if it’s all over the place :(

[formerlyrunephoenix6769]

North for Winter.

Summary:

The Heir to the SDC is missing and Winter is frantic with worry. What will happen if she ever sees her baby sister again?

 --- xxxx --

Winter has heard that the Heiress to the Schnee Dust Company is missing. She has also heard about a train that is coming in hot after it was attacked by Grimm. Helping with aid and relief after it arrives, she hears whispers from the passengers about a bunch of young student Huntsmen and Huntresses from Beacon and the daring heroic choice by some to sacrifice themselves. They whisper about witnessing a girl with rose petals, a blonde with rockets on her arms and the Heiress to the SDC.. She is hardly unrecognisable.

At the station, Winter recognises ‘blond and scraggiliy’ the annoying electric girl and the collected boy she has always secretly approved of.. In her depths of worry, she harshly grabs the Arc boy demanding to know if Weiss was with them..

Her knuckles going white as she grips his hoodie, pinning him to a wall, her eyes burning like a thousand suns, a mixture of hope, desperation, concern, fear. You would almost call her frantic is it wasn’t for the sound of gravel in a blender as she ground her teeth together so hard, the tendons in her jaw bulged and popped.

“Is it true, Weiss was with you?”

“Yes. She was.”

Winter almost shakes the boy,

“Was? Is she alive?”

“I don’t know!..” Jaune stammers, “We got separated.”

“Hey! Lady!” The electric girl, growls menacingly, holding her hefty hammer as if ready to swing, “Let go of him.”

The collected boy, Lie Ren she thinks he is called, lays a calming hand on Winter’s arm, parting reassuring words,

“I am sure she is fine. She is with her team who are very capable and Qrow.”

Her eyes narrowed,

“Did you say Qrow? Qrow Branwen?”

The youngsters nodded causing her to release the blond boy. Qrow, that could either be a blessing in disguise or a burden. Granted, credit given, he was a good fighter…. But, could that drunken buffoon really be trusted with the care of a group of teenagers in the Grimm infested wilderness?

“You three, come with me!”

–x–

She begs for a search and rescue mission to be approved. But it is denied. All hands are needed on deck as the influx of ships, airships and passengers flood the already bustling trading city. They cant afford to waste a ship and resources on a handful of Huntsmen in training who chose to do their job.

Winter immediately calls her father. She asks for his help but he refuses. Weiss believes she can stand on her own two feet then she will have to learn what standing on her own two feet truly entails. He has washed his hands of her, until she realises her lesson that apparently can only be learned the hard way. Besides, the borders are closed. He couldn’t send ships over into Northern Mistral, even if he wanted to.

Maybe Winter should ask her precious General instead.

Security is tight and check points spring up every where. Everyone is hyper vigilant and fear ripples off the residents in waves. International terrorists are on the loose. No one knows where they might strike next.

And all the while Winter waits, apprehensively, for news or a check point to flag her sister, she pours over every report of every rumour of a Grimm attack or fight. Every mention of a group of huntresses. Whispers of a white haired girl are investigated the best she can with the limited resources at her disposal.

Attracted by the chaos and the simmering negative emotion, the Grimm are relentless. And more refugees from the surrounding villages pour in, each seeking safe harbour, only making it worse.

Winter has had many disappointing mis-starts, there are far more white haired girls than she ever imagined.. Some natural, others dyed. It is a weird trend, to look more like the Schnees, and it rears it’s ugly head every few years especially after a new story breaks.

It’s a few weeks later when the check points finally bear fruit. The bubbly blond’s atlas tech serial number pings. Winter watches the footage of the blond suffering the indignity of having to remove her arm as its scanned.

General Ironwood had told the Specialist of the sacrifice the young woman had made. The bravery she had shown was something to aspire to. If she had attended Atlas Academy or been part of the Atlesian Military she would have no doubt earned the Medal of Valour, yet here the two low ranking soldiers where refusing to give back her much needed prosthetic. The motions of an argument ensues and Winter flinches as she watches Yang break the guard's nose, guns are pulled as the blond is surrounded, before a flash of white hair and distinctive body language, the cock of the hip, the tip of the head fill the screen .

Winter lets go of a breath she hadn’t realised she had been holding when Weiss finally turns and her face comes into view. Winter checks the time stamp. 5 minutes ago. She was really here, in Argus!! The check point wasnt far…. If she hurries she could make it in 5.. She could catch up.

Activating her scroll, she contacts the next check point. Sending them the footage and demanding that the whole party be detained if they try to pass.

She rips open the doors to the barracks where team JNR have been staying for the duration of their visit.

“Come on you, boobs, they have spotted them.”

Winter commandeers a jeep with Nora’s supportive encouragement.

“Yeah! Move it! We have places to be.”

With a squeal of tires and burnt rubber they careen out of the base and out onto the streets..

The military personnel at the check point are sloppy and unhelpful. One, a corporal, is sporting a nicely blossoming pair of black eyes and splint across his nose.. Winter stands back erect and intimidating as she demands,

“When confronted with the missing Heiress of the Schnee Dust Company what did you do?.”

The other soldier, a private, quicker on the up take, stood to attention. Chest out, eyes fixed on a point far off. His companion had chuckled..

“You know how many times people claim to be famous? If we believed everyone..”

Winter leaned down menacingly.

“Do you know who I am?”

The soldier beside him nudged him.. The corporal took in her uniform, her white hair.. His brow slowly knit like continents crashing together, his eyes became trembling saucers..

“You’re… You’re..”

Winter grinned like a shark.

“I am Specialist Schnee and I am her big sister!”

His voice took on a timbre as he reluctantly parted,

“We sent them with the rest of the refugees.”

“You .. sent .. my sister to a refugee centre?”

The private, in a bid for self preservation, brought up a manifest..

“The Marigold Arena… To be exact.”

Glaring, she elbowed the man out of the way, committing the address to memory..

Grateful she was one step closer, she addressed them both,

“Pull yourselves together. Next time I might not be so lenient.”

Both pulled off a sharp salute but Winter, with a whirl of her jacket, was already gone..

—xx–

Haphazardly, she left the jeep parked at an awkward angle, the key still in the ignition. Leaping out of the vehicle she rushed up the steps taking them two at a time nearly ripping the doors off its hinges in her haste.

She swiftly marched down a wide and bustling corridor. Spying a volunteer, made apparent with his florescent orange bib, she barked,

“You there, where do I find people who have just arrived?”

The volunteer looked exhausted and gave the reply with a voice that has repeated it a thousand times.

“All new people are in the main arena. Second door on your left..”

In the wide corridors, lines of cots were against the walls. People and faunus alike sat together, comforting each other or sharing what little they had.. One woman was helping a young and exhausted rabbit faunus mother with her brood.

Winter rushed head long out into the arena floor and the crowd. The noise was almost deafening. Rows up on rows of cots in lines of military precision. She began to comb through them, moving with purpose, showing people a picture of Weiss on her scroll,

“Please, have you seen this girl?” She was met with sad shakes of their heads. Others refused to look, no doubt not needing to feel the hurt of yet the potential loss of another young life. “Please!! Look… Just a moment.!”

A sudden flash of white caught out of the corner of her eye. She turned towards it craning to see over the heads and round the throng of people..

“Weiss! Weiss!” She desperately called over the din. Pushing people out of the way, a sense of relief flooded her as she reached out a hand onto the shoulder of the girl. Turning, a much younger face with frightened eyes looked up,

“Get off me!”

Winter let go, as if burned,

“I’m so sorry, I thought you were someone else.”

Frantically, she resumed her search trying to ignore the rising panic. If she let go it would engulf her, like the waves of the ocean in a vengeful tempest. Maybe she had seen wrong? Maybe it wasn’t Weiss at the check point? Maybe she had imagined it? Maybe she was still out there in the cold and dark of the Mistral tundra. Maybe she was hurt somewhere. Calling out for her..

“Winter!…. Winter???”

It sounded so real..

“Winter!!!!”

She looked up.. Ten feet away, Weiss stood, disheveled and dirty but alive.. Winter blinked, relief, happiness flooding her, swelling over the panicky flames. Both of them began to move through the crowd towards each other, Weiss weaving and bobbing, Winter nudging people out of her way so as not to lose sight of her sibling…. Weiss crashed into her, leaping and wrapping her arms round her neck.. Her voice breaking,

“Oh Winter!”

Winter hugged her round the middle, picking her up off the floor and squeezing her protectively tight.

“Weiss, oh god. Thank god, you’re alive,, you’re OK.. I was so worried.”

Weiss felt so slender and frail in her arms, feeling light as she dangled there. Winter felt her self shake and wetness on her cheeks.. Her voice came out thick and choked,

“I heard you were missing. I heard you had gone to Mistral looking for me. I tried to come back. I tried to come look for you… The borders..... And Father..... I’m so sorry..”

“I missed you too, Winter.” Weiss buried herself in further. “Are you crying?”

Yes, Winter Schnee, the Ice Queen was sobbing. As she pressed her younger sibling closer, she found she didn't really care who saw, she was too over joyed and relieved

“Shut up you boob,” Winter said loaded with affection.. “I’m just glad that you’re safe.”

(All RWBY fanfiction tagged under  formerlyrunephoenix6769 rwby fanfiction,  in reply to a post over @northforwinter​  Saved from my old blog)

Feel free to like / comment/ share. 

[mettic]

Final Fantasy XIV: Heavensward, a personal retrospective.

jesus i put a lot of hours in this game. something finally managed to beat dota on my steam hours, maybe because people wont play dota with me anymore but thats a different issue.

You dont really realize how much you get into an mmo until you find one you really like. this is probably gonna be pretty long so im gonna put it under Read More.

How much experience did I have with MMOs pre FFXIV?

Basically nothing. I had done a trial of WoW during WOTLK but WOTLK was like 9 years ago man, I was like 12 at best

Part of my inspiration to start playing FFXIV was because Wildstar was drumming up some hype an I was on board because I could play as a cool robot. I was onboard with wildstar up until the open beta and then i played it and you dont have to be an MMO veteran to know what Wildstar was ass. I was actually SUPER salty about how bad Wildstar was and I think that dissapointment  made me say fuck  it and do the FFXIV trial.

While I like to say that i started playing FFXIV during 3.0 thats a lie. According to these oldest screenshot i started to play around 2.3. I actually did hit 50  and get to the end of the 2.0 MSQ but i didnt do much later and I think life started to catch up to me so I unsubbed. I wasnt even on Hyperion originally, I was Adamontoise! 

3.0, Heavensward

Cant exactly remind myself as to why I started playing again. Old screenshots state that I started playing again around october 2015, a few months into 3.0. I had time available to me again, I think Carlego had decided to try the trial and Vitamin had offered to do stuff iwth me if I went on hyperion so I said fuck it and dropped the bucks for HW and a server transfer and started playing catchup.

its not really worth talking about the leveling experience but I’d like to say taht i actualyl really enjoy questing and leveling in MMOs. Some people hate it but I love this shit, even if at heart its just a huge time sink. Probably the thing I’m most excitied about in Stormblood is to do questing again. maybe I’m a loser?

3.0 was also my first experience in doing  content that you actually have to try to clear, in Bismark EX and Ravana EX.  I dont have much memory of Bismark, we were already pretty overgeared for him by the time I got there, and I swear it only took me atleast one look out to learn and kil lit. maybe. It was like two years ago.

Ravana I had put much more time into, started setting up nights and shit for it. I sorta wish I had footage of me doing ravana because im sure i’d be furious at myself for how bad I was probably playing, but hey I cleared it so whatever. It was an accomplisment, I felt good!

next primal, not so much.

3.1, As Goes Light, So Goes Darkness

I have a theory, and it’s that if you are a person who does end game bosses in the more modern MMO settting, there’s gonna be a fight  early in your “career” that humbles you and forces you to actually really fucking try in future fights. For me that was Thordan EX. Thordan was humbling. 

For reference I did not clear Thordan during 3.1, and its still frustrating to me. There were a lot of reasons for that, we had some frustrating people in the group I did it with, I was pretty bad, Thordan Divebombs were racist agaisnt roes

man i get salty watching this video cuz i was standing on the exact same spot as some other people and get hit but the NIN who gets clipped by the particle  effects didnt. racist.

Thordan forced me to start actually really consider my cooldown usage  in the context of the fight, and all that SHIT.  I still consider Thordan easily the hardest of 3.X primals but I’m not sure if thats just me being bias enough. I got my clear after the fact but it was never the same.

If it wasn’t obvious, I did NOT do Gordias prog at all during 3.0-3.1. Gordias was a meme and I didnt beat Thordan during tis patch, gordias was NOT happening.

3.2, The Gears of Change

Sephriot was also an infuriating fight but for different reasons from Thordan. I was probably the last of the people in my static to get my Seph EX clear because we didnt do seph as much as a group and did a lot of PFing. I play WAR btw and this fight was an absolute nightmare as an OT because OT is easiest role in the fight but the fight had a kinda infamous DPS check so even though I have had this dumb fight down on the back of my hand and can probably still explain it piece by piece off memory to people, I had to pray to god that my PF dpses didn’t die and lose us the fight because lol sephirot.

my sephirot clear was PEAK Mettic Yelling

what a nightmare.

However, as you noticed if you kept watchign the video, I also started doing Midas Progression! Midas prog would be my first e xperience in doing raid progression and what a dream. But I’ll discuss hat more in the 3.3

3.3, Revenge of the Horde

Before I start talking about Midas, I’ll talk about Nidhogg EX. Nid is probably my favorite of the 3.x primals, I think that fight is super fun, especially as a OT as its a very OT involved fight. Fuck the Geirskyol tethers tho that shit was BS sometimes.

Anyways, Midas.  My midas progession at heart was awful. Over the course of two patches worth of our best attempts at consistent two days 3 hours each a week of raiding,  we only cleared A5S and A6S, the later we only cleared two or three times. A couple reasons, one of the biggest was probably that we lost close to one-two months worth of progression due to various reasons of people not being able to make it, and we lost tons of time inside the actual fight due to every reason I could possibly think of, from random 5 minute long DCs to someone thinking that someone’s trying to break into their house. IMO if we didnt miss that huge amount of time, we probably could’ve cleared atleast A7s, because our A7S prog when we got to actually do it was pretty good (I wanna say that we managed to atleast hit second set of cages over the course of our fight dedicated a7s night.) But then someone left and we had to start teaching someone A5S and A6S and we were clowns and didnt get far.

Midas was a nightmare. And also probably the most fun i’ve ever had in this game. The memes were out of this fuckign world.

and so many more were lost to time. Still sad that  we didnt record the time that we fugged a blaster tankswap that we used to vitamin would open on  brawler without 10 trillion magic vuln stacks that ended up with me yelling “NO WAIT” 0.1 second before he gets one shotted by the brawl autoattack. good times. Prog was ass but the memories will never be forgotten.

3.4, Soul Surrender

Won’t talk too much about Sophia. I really do not have much of a memory of the fight. It was a fight that gave me very little trouble in getting clear, probably second only to Bismark in clear difficulty. It’s a pretty good fight, but I got my clear and farmed it painlessly so whatever. 

Creator had a change in my static’s mindset because while Im sure everyone had a lot of fun in Midas, the lack of actual good prog was pretty fucking disappointing, and we had a lot of high hopes for our creator prog because A12S got killed on the second day of the patch, so everyone knew that Creator was easier than Midas.

AC still holds the title of Free Company That Does Everything  Everyone Else Does But Slower And Worst. We got A9S down on our second raid nigth, which  was kinda dooming cuz most groups had that fight down on day 1 but WHATEVER we got it at like 10%.

My screenshots and tumblr posts say that we took down A10s like a week later but it sure as hell didn’t feel like that. I think it was one of those things where we got the clear but didn’t stop clowning it afterwords, and we’d spend like an hour on raid night on getting a10 down before we could get back to progging A11S. 

My screencaps show that we got A11 during early December, so about two months after a10s clear.  These numbers are kinda depressing to write out, but shit hey we got it before 3.5. I remember that those winter months became a pretty big issue for people having to miss weeks, and we had a lot of weeks where we only got out a9/a10 weekly clears cuz people couldn’t stay for a11 and that kinda stuff. This would actually still be an issue into 3.5, if not get worst.

3.5, the far edge of fate

For EXs, I absolutely hate Zurvan. Probably my least favorite fight of 3.5, and I’m sure a lot of people sahre that sentiment.  The fight itself in of itself would already be one of my least favorites in a vacuum because I think think its annoying and the fire and ice tethers is a bad mechanic for a EX, which is designed to be done by PF groups with no voice communcation, but more importantly the community lost its mind on this fight because of that fucking tweet of good players beating zurvan a few hours after 3.5′s launch saying that it was easier than dun scaith. I gotta say really good palyers gotta stop saying shit is easy because it fucks up the PF scene with people having absurd expectations. Skipping Soar becoming common knowledge also helping fuck up the PF scene because peopel would do fucking anything to skip soar. 1-2-5 parties are the expectation for zurvans still, and lots of people even run 1-1-6 because GOTTA SKIP SOAR. not that I can blame them, soar was realyl dumb. Also people using Tank LB2 for second late phase soar is so silly. I do like that it was a fight that didnt require the standard 2-2-4 set up tho. 

It was easier than seph/thor and I think Ravana to get a clear but harder than Soph/Bis to get a clear. Annoying fight, Annoying scene, and Infinity is a wack song dont lie to yourself.

Anyways Creator. To make it quick we did NOT clear A12S before echo, but imo give me like 1-2 more weeks I think we coulda got it. But at the same time it felt like I was saying “we get it next week” for like two-three weeks. A12S was the fight that made me feel like I should’ve been more proactive in helping raid members learn mechanics outside of raid night, something I’ll think about going into Stormblood.  We did however end up clearing it, but we cleared it at the start of april. That’s like a 4 month time inbetween A11S down and A12S down, which is pretty depressing. But in oru defence it was our most awkward season for missing days, and like midas we’ve probably lost like 1-2 monthsf worth of raid nights, and who knows how many “no a12s prog only a9-a11″ nights, and more importantly two of our regulars couldn’t run anymore and we had to find replacements from outside our group of friends. But thats just excuses, and TBH this fight gave a lot of people awkward issues, i’d say taht I know how to do this fight as OT off the top of my hand but apparently I fucked up first time stop positioning last night so idk.

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t amped on actually clearing a raid tier, but getting it on echo it pretty disappointing. Creator to me was also never really as fun as midas even though our prog was much better, the memes weren’t there. But shit I as a player learned a lot from this, especially on optimization DPS in the context of individual fights

still too lazy to use pots tho.

FOR STORMBLOOD

My biggest personal goal for stormblood is to clear an omega tier before echo. I’ll be happy iwth myself if I can get that, and I want to be more proactive in helping raid members learn mechanics because mechanics is and what has always held my group back.

What I’m playing in stormblood is kinda up in the air tbh.  I really want to play Samurai because MY WEBBRAND but I also wonder if its worth it,  because I played almost exclusively WAR for EX and Raids in HW, so all my raiding experiene is on tank. Even on EXs I probably went as my sub class, BRD, less than 10 times over the course of HW. I’m gonna try to level all the melees going into stormblood to get melee practice and start taking my melee 60s to casual 60 content for more practice.  Tho I tell my raid members that I’m going SAM to Omega I’m not 100% against going WAR for the sake of getting a pre-echo clear. Plus none of these fuckign kids play war they just wanna play DRK/PLD. casuals.

get hyped for Omega!

anyways the important shit:  HW glamour.

3.0 glamour

Absolutely ador this set actually? It’s straight up vendor gear but it rules, and there isn’t a lot of good heavy armor set in this game.

The blue color is because its based on my favorite leveling set, the heavy iron set, and for reasosn I do not remember I dyed them all this color of blue. I think it’s a good blue!

3.1, The Behemoth King

A set inspired by old METTIC.TUMBLR.COM followers would recongize, it s bsaed on my favorite dark souls character I made, the Boar King, Which was the giants set with the iron boar helm. it ruled. I attempted to recreate it for FFXIV, and was the most effort I put into glamour because I sat for like 5 hours waiting for Behemoth for the helm. The gold was gaudy btu I love the gaudy. I also switche chest pieces during the patch cuz I was never really sastified.  I think I like the first one more if I ahd found better leg pieces instead of ones that show my fucking underwear. Might bring this back, I love the behemoth helm.

3.3

Probably my least favorite? I  designed it aroudn the chest that I saw the cape chest piece and really wanted to use it. The black and blue undyeable colors of the chest always put me off tho and I never found something that  really made it what I want. Good chest piece tho

3.4-most of 3.5

honestly my favorite leveling set in the game. I think this set fucking rules. SOmething about it just clicks with me. Also makes cutscenes really funny because you cant move your head with it on. 

I actualyl kept this unti llike last week, even through most of 3.5. I only changed it when i got the A12S axe cuz that one is cool

and I just painted it fucking red lmao. Kinda miss the blue but I’ll use this for a while. I’ll honestly probably be using this into 4.0 in some way unless some real dope shit comes out.

BARD 3-1 +

i leveld my bard and got this glamour in 3.1 and I dont think I’ve change it since. I like this set a lot, plus BRDs dont get a lot of full face helmets. Ive changed the weapon a lot tho, used the pruple ironworks for a while cuz i like it but i never really fit the aesthetic. Used the Lore bow  for a long time, and im currently using a purple a12s bow. Dont be surpried if im still using this in 4.0

see yall in stormblood!

[mysmesecretvalentines]

For @stardustseven

It starts with the writing. Sometimes, people just wake up with pen markings on their arms, markings they don’t remember drawing on themselves. Some brush it off as forgetfulness. Others know straightaway. They all reach the same conclusion in the end. They’ve seen their mate. Mate, or the longer term “soulmate” was the “too rare to be common, too common to be rare” phenomenon of two souls being equal to each other. Of course, it’s not all daisies and sunshine after the markings begin, no sir. First, it’s the tracking down. For some it’s easy- that new waitress at the restaurant, that guy who just moved in above, those kinds. For others it’s hard- waking up face down in a bar after getting rip-roaring drunk with floral writing on your hand and no memory of the last 18 hours is not a good start. And for others still it’s a challenge- a story that went viral a few days ago was about a man who found his mate by watching a short advertisement- in Chinese. It took him months to find the ad, a year to learn basic Chinese, and another 2 to find and propose to his mate on the spot(they got married 2 years later). And for some, it’s a special sort of hell- perhaps they find their mate in another relationship-or, God forbid, married. Others find their mates and get together, only to fall horribly apart due to clashing personalities or mental problems. Just because their souls were equal, doesn’t mean their hearts were as well. Ironically, it was these relationships that almost always ended with abuse, crime, and on a really bad day, death. Luciel had always thought himself to be the latter. *** It started with a hacking. Ok, a lot of things in his life started with a hacking. But this one didn’t have anything to do with him. Well, it kinda did. Anyway- He noticed the newcomer right away. He stared at her screen name. MC? He messaged the group members as he worked, drawing their attention to the trespasser. It wasn’t a dual download, like he had suggested, but neither was it a robot. An actual human being had entered the chatroom without his permission.  Their IP address wasn’t encrypted so he gained access to the phone with ease, digging into their social media (barely anything), gallery (nothing-was this a new phone?) and anywhere else he could find clues about this MC. The name implied it was female, but he’d been fooled before. It wasn’t until he switched to location tracking when he noticed where she was. Rika’s apartment. He told the others(who proceeded to freak out a bit) while he hacked into the security cameras in the house. He hadn’t done that in a year-plus he made damn good firewalls-so it took him sometime to see their intruder’s face. And she was… She was… He felt his skin go hot. He wasn’t even looking at her face yet; just the monochrome silhouette of a woman no older than he. What’s wrong with me? He shifted in his computer seat, taking a large swig of Phd. Pepper as the woman turned to look up at the camera. Luciel spat out his drink as electricity jolted down his spine. He hunched over as he coughed, hands grasping the desk as he expelled the carbonated beverage. Straightening, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand when he noticed something on the inside of his right wrist. It was a word-“tintinnabulation?” in sharp but elegant handwriting. He moved his gaze to the rest of his arm; slowly, as if he was writing them himself, other words and phrases also began to dot the rest of his forearm. He looked back at the girl; she was rubbing her arms. And looking directly at the camera. Ah, shit. *** She was a writer. His arms told him that much. The next five days were filled with things to do; if he wasn’t working he was doing what V wanted him to do, or he was on the messenger, talking with the members in his usual style; all jokes and laughs. But mostly, he was writing on his hand. It took him a minute after the initial shock to remember that he could write back on himself as well-using washable markers he wrote on his palm, keeping an eye on the security camera to see her reaction. He laughed when she jumped at the letters forming in her hand, but then peered closer to read his message. Hello, MC.

  She looked at it for a bit. Her gaze flickered to the camera, but then she had a pen in her hand and was writing back. Luciel felt pressure, the telltale prickle of taking a pen to flesh. He waited. Luciel. Back and forth they communed, writing at first small questions and answers to each other. What are you from? What do you like? It soon digressed, however, into silly banter and stupid drawings scrawled on different regions of their bodies. There were times when he would wake up and go to the bathroom, only to find his face vandalized to look like a cat. Suppressing a smile, he had called her and teased her in a cat like voice “Come on, nya~ Rub it off nya~”, all while he watched her giggle on the sofa at Rikas apartment, wearing an identical set of whiskers on her face as well. He was still chuckling when the alert came in. He stared at his screen, aghast and perplexed at the crimson skull flashing on top strings of code. He leapt into action, trying to trace to incoming hacker and block them. It was too late, however-the intruder had already started tampering with security controls long before the system had even registered their presence. Luciel was left to survey whatever damage they had wreaked. He paled as he scanned for the change in the lines of code, while accessing security. The change wasnt much-a few words here, a command there, but the result was horrendous. The bomb. He checked the system twice, then another time to make sure he wasn’t dreaming. The screen stayed the same. The bomb. Before Rika had died, she had become…paranoid. Convinced that someone would try to access the sensitive information about party guests without the RFA’s knowledge…she had taken extreme measures. One of those measures was to install a bomb into her apartment. When the system picked up an unauthorized entry, it was to detonate the bomb, which could wipe out the whole floor-or maybe the building itself. And it was hacked. He called V. He also told the members in the chatroom what had happened, and warned MC to stay put, lest she trip the bomb. He switched all screens around him to the security feed of the building, save for a laptop, which he used to try and fix the issue. He looked at his hand for a moment, almost anticipating a sign from MC. When she didn’t reach out, he scrawled two words across his hand before sinking back into his computer chair to work. I’m sorry. Exactly 26.5 hours later, he’s still awake. The running anthem of itsallmyfaultitsallmyfault is an effective way to ward off sleep, as well as the five one liter bottles of Ph.D Pepper that littered his workspace. He still hadn’t made much headway into cracking the code surrounding the bomb controls. At worst, they’d have to go in there and disarm the bomb manually-risking the lives of many people. Including MC. MC. Exactly 2.26 hours after he apologized, she got back to him. The feeling of being drawn on plagued his upper body for hours as she wrote messages to him. His phone was off, so the only way to get his attention was to literally draw on him. It did a good job too; he found himself tearing away from the computer screen once in a while to glance at his hands or arms. Are you alright? Turn on your phone!!! Answer me you @$!&# Are you sleeping? I miss you. I’m worried about you. Luciel, please. The last one was bolded and underlined, as if she had traced it over and over again. He stared at it for a while, his emotions swirling under his golden eyes. He pulled up a small tablet, tapping a few icons to pull up the security footage of Rika’s flat. MC was still there, laying sideways on the couch. Her long brown hair was pushed to the side, so her closed eyes and pursed lips were visible, as well as her two hands, which were clasped together to her chest. She looked a bit like she was praying. The thought of that made him smile. He reached out, the tips of his fingers gently playing along the side of the screen, around her small, monochrome figure. “Sorry,” he muttered softly as he stroked her back. What he was apologizing for, he wasn’t sure anymore. Whether he was talking about ignoring her, or just being her soulmate in general. He didn’t deserve her. He didn’t think he ever would. Then the screen flickered, and cut out. What the? Luciel tapped the screen, once, twice, before putting two and two together. It wasn’t that the tablet was broken, but the security feed had been cut. The security- He felt pain race down his forearm, he looked down to see words in big, hurried font appearing on him. The ink was red, looking perversely and terrifyingly like blood. HELP. Luciels blood ran cold. No.nonononononononono- He rushed back to his computer, but then stopped. He couldn’t help her from here. Swiveling on his chair, he reached for a pen. What happened? Intruder. One. He wants to take me. Where are you? Her response to this took a while. When she did, her writing was shaky and sloppy, as if she couldn’t see exactly what she was doing. Hiding The g was slanted to the right. There might have been something that frightened her-something like- He grabbed his phone, dialing one of the few numbers he had. “Hello?” the man who answered was calm, if not puzzled at why he  was being called at such an unholy hour. “Send the police to **** Building!! Apartment ****! And bodyguards! Hurry up!” “What?” Jumin asked. “Where is that? And why-” he paused, his mind processing the information. “MC?” Luciel didn’t say anything, breathing hard. “Alright.” He hung up. Luciel breathed. He leaned back in his chair, combing his hand through his hair and closing his eyes. He didn’t wake up for a while. Not to see the small words forming on his wrist, just like the first day the connected. Thank you.

————————– Hello! I know this isn’t great and technically unfinished but this is all I can give you…if you want you can contact me and I’ll try to end it XD

[angstandhappiness]

LMAO YES

No one expects Superman to have hobbies. Mostly because everyone thinks he lives in an ice fortress in the artic and spends all his time saving people instead of being a person and having a job. No one expects him to be Clark Kent either. But he is a person and he has a job, and even though he can't exactly keep up with a hobby -what with all that ‘spending most of his time saving people and trying to be a person’ thing- he does have ways to pass the time and unwind himself after a long day.

Technology is so amazing, and social media is so addictive.

So maybe he keeps up with inane internet drama. So what? People having parasocial relationships with random bloggers is like the norm nowadays, and honestly the lowscates problems of celebrities are like a breath of fresh air after stopping another world-ending threat. So yeah, he knows meme speak; he's fluid in the way only chronically online people are, even if his coworkers think he barely knows how to navigate google and his uh- night shift coworkers still think he could somehow not know what a tv is.

This is all to say, that he could be excused of momentarily forgetting himself after a long battle and even longer debriefing, and in a completely conditioned response -totally outside of his control- having responded to a comment about one of his favorite celebrities in the way he would have inside a fandom space.

Meaning, that while sitting at the table in the watchtower, surrounded by his fellow superheroes, listening to Green Lanter cry over the 500k luxury car crash that Bruce Wayne was involved in and how someone had to stop the crazy bastard or stage a rescue mission for all the poor beauties trapped in his garage, Superman -world’s mightiest hero- actually opened his mouth and without any input whatsoever from his brain said “or i could get him pregnant, maybe that'll calm him down”.

The absolute silence after that didn't get to last for more than a second, as Batman tripped over his own feet and almost brained himself on the table.