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picklesabroad · 2 years ago

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We landed in Istanbul about midday on our first day. We picked up an Explore Istanbul card, which let us on unlimited trains, trams, ferries, and buses, and off we went. We landed on the Asian side of Istanbul and had to travel over to the Europe side, which took 1 hour on the train, then 15 minutes on the metro. Once we had got to the European side, we had to walk 20 minutes uphill and down dale (Istanbul has HILLS) to get to our accommodation. I was hot, I was sweaty, I had a headache. Soph had spotted a very busy lunch spot swarming with locals so we trekked back up the hill (without bags this time) and stopped by to have two of these little wraps that are filled with meat, grilled veg, pickles, and a sauce. Delightful. The man who was cutting the meat took great care of us, serenading us, blowing us kisses, and making sure we didn’t get shunted to the back of the line by the locals.

After lunch, we decided to stroll around and see the sights. Somehow we ended up on these streets that were HEAVING with people, with stands of knockoff goods on either side. The streets seemed to go on for eternity. Eventually, we got to the bottom, where we found one of the many bazaars in the city. Wall-to-wall stalls of dried fruits, nuts, Turkish delight, lollies, Turkish tea, everything and anything sweet and colourful. We walked around in a bit of a daze before deciding we wanted to try some Turkish tea. We selected a stall and went in, where we were served by a very very very very friendly man. He had our number the minute we walked into the store. He did a tea tasting for us, and talked us through his various teas (weight loss tea - lose 3kg every month guaranteed, tummy tea - drink it and you go to the toilet but NOT diarrhea). We ended up getting duped big time into buying $85 NZD of Turkish delight. Whoops.

By this point my headache was heading towards a migraine, and we had accidentally walked to the other end of town, so we set a course for home and I just stuck my head down and plodded home, straight into the shower and into bed. I had a nap for a couple of hours and felt much better. We then went and caught the tram to Tophane, another part of town, where we had the most incredible dinner - a huge plate covered in dips, salsa and salad, with grilled meat in the middle and flatbreads. It was amazing. The restaurant served us free wine and took very good care of us. We then went and had a Basque cheesecake for dessert, and caught the tram home.

I was told that the restaurant greeters were very outspoken here and that has been very much my experience. They seem to prey on our politeness a little bit, and can be quite rude at times - “LADY I SAID HELLO, I AM OVER HERE LADY LOOK AT ME”. I have quickly learned to be very blunt with how I communicate with the salesmen over here.

The next morning we got up and found Jack (Soph’s brother) and his girlfriend Claudia. We knew we were crossing paths with them in Istanbul and that we would likely spend a couple of days together. The first day we caught up with them mid morning and went exploring around Tophane again, where there is a vintage clothes market area. We spent a lot of those days strolling the streets, we found a baklava place that did gluten free baklava (Claudia is gluten free) so we tried that and were very impressed, both with the baklava and the air conditioning, clean toilets and chilled filtered water taps that we could use to replenish out water bottles. It was a top find and we visited the next day for water and sweets.

We were only here for two days, so the second day we visited the Haiga Sophia, the Blue Mosque and the basilica cistern. The mosques were neat but the cistern was AMAZING. It was incredible to think of the craftsmen-ship that went into it. We then caught the ferry back to the Asia aside and walked about an hour through a veggie market to a restaurant that was featured on chef’s table. As we were walking, we walked past what looked to be a military base. There was a beautiful view out past the base and to the water, and we stopped to look at all the ships in the Bosphorus. As we watched, we noticed a military man standing under a tree watching us. I smiled and gave him a lil wave, and I thought he was going to wave back, but instead he whistled at us and started shaking his gun in the air. We got a big fright and decided we had better hoof it out go there. We got to the restaurant and it was pretty good, so we hung around and had dinner at its sister restaurant. We then caught the ferry home and I was straight to bed. It was a big, hot and busy day.

We have just arrived in GOREME! More to come soon.

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f1-ction · 3 years ago

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“Strawberry Meets Orange”

or "ice lolly kisses"

Ship: Carlos x Lando (Carlando) Type: mostly fluff, but things get a little ~fruity~ Word count: 956 Rating: 15+ (I guess)

Based on this video from the French GP 2022. ♡︎

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ ~~~~~~~☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ "Strawberry."

Lando flinches at the sudden sound of an all too familiar voice breathing down his neck. A second ago, he was just minding his own business, casually strolling through a less crowded area of the motorhomes after a long, exhausting race under the French sun. He didn't notice anyone creeping up to him, let alone somebody getting this close. But it's too late now. He doesn't even have time to turn around to look at the culprit or collect his drifting thoughts properly because next thing he knows a strong hand, reaching directly for his wrist, gets hold of him quite effortlessly and drags him into the shade of a backmarker's motorhome, into a corner, a dead angle, somewhere out of view of anybody else. "Wha-?” Lando meets the metallic wall of the motorhome cheek first. The impact is rough but not entirely unpleasant. Rather the cool surface feels oddly refreshing against his heated skin. In the sweltering heat of summer, when the sun is doing its very best to turn everyone on Earth into toast eventually, you take all the cooling you can get. Especially if you had been slowly melting in your fireproofs for hours not that long ago. Be that as it may, Lando would actually prefer not to stay in this awkward position for much longer than absolutely necessary. A warped, blurry reflection of Carlos appears on the surface of the metal. "What are you doing?" Again Lando tries to turn around, but Carlos' hand grasping his wrist knows no mercy. It keeps Lando’s right arm immobilized in a firm grip behind his own back. He's been caught. Like a salmon gets caught by a bear. Like an unsuspecting fly gets caught in the clutches of a starving spider. Lando attempts to wriggle his fingers. "Carlos, what are you doing??" he repeats half laughing, half whining, his cheek squashed up against the wall. Carlos low, raspy voice, now much closer than expected, makes all the hairs on his body stand on end. "Your lips..." "What about 'em?" A nervous giggle escapes Lando’s mouth as he, once again, tries to break free from this uncomfortable position. This time by squirming. Pretty much unimpressed by this, Carlos only tightens his grip around Lando’s wrist to keep him from moving. He leans in closer and breathes his words right against Lando’s skin now, his voice almost a purr. "They must taste like strawberry, no?" While Lando is still wondering how one can experience such an immense amount of goosebumps in a scorching heat like this, he can feel the weight of his former teammate's body slowly pushing him up against the wall completely. Now there really is no escape. Gradually it starts to dawn on him what this unprovoked ambush is all about, and as the penny drops, he draws a deep breath to have enough air in his lungs to make his following statement as clear as possible, the sassy reply already formed on the tip of his tongue. But Carlos isn't interested in that reply. No, his tongue seems to have other plans right now. And so all that built-up air ends up shooting out of Lando's lungs in an embarrassingly high-pitched "Eeee!" as Carlos’ tongue gives his ear a quick, and surprisingly icy, lick. "Carlosssss!" he squeals, squirming helplessly. "Why's your tongue so friggin' cold?!" Instead of giving an answer, Carlos leans right back in. There's an invisible racing line on Lando's neck looking especially delicious today and he's gonna trace it all the way up to his ear. This time his tongue feels warmer. Getting hotter even the further it slides. The unsuspected sensation sends a shiver down Lando's bent spine. "It's because of the ice cream," Carlos whispers. "Ice cream, you scream. Get it?" Lando can literally hear the dumb smirk on Carlos' face as he says this. Sometimes he thinks he's so smart. "Yeah, I get. What the hell, though?" Finally Carlos lets go of him and Lando makes sure to turn around immediately, his back against the wall, before he gets manhandled by him again. Not that he wouldn't like it. But in a place like this... Now Lando notices that Carlos had an orange ice lolly in one of his hands the entire time. No wonder his tongue felt so cold. Amazing what this guy can do with only one free hand... Maybe Carlos read his mind or maybe he can just read him like a book as always - either way - Carlos gives him a reassuring look, casually sucking on his ice lolly. "It's okay, no? Nobody saw us here." "Yeah, I guess." Lando scratches his cheek - which should be cold from being pressed against the metal wall for so long, but actually feels as hot as the asphalt on the main-straight. "But I gotta go now. I've got some more media responsibilities I gotta attend." Carlos just looks at him. Like a dog waiting for something. "What?" "You're leaving without letting me try?" "Try what?" "Your strawberry lips." Carlos points at Lando's lips which causes Lando to touch them almost involuntarily. "I'm not done with my orange ice cream, yet, so I wonder, you know, what it would taste like, yours and mine, what taste it would make in my-" "OK, OK, but don't make this a habit." As Lando's fingers dig deep into the collar of Carlos' shirt, pulling him closer, he can't help but flash a cheeky grin at Carlos. "And just so you know, it's called an ice lolly not ice cream." "...but did you scream, though?" "Oh, shut up already..." And they both melt into a kiss so sweet and fruity like nothing they have ever tasted before... ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ ~~~~~~~☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

#f1 fanfic #f1 fanfiction #carlos sainz jr #lando norris #carlando

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chyornaya-vdova · 4 years ago

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She's gone, come Over

A collab with panda365 aka @gammacousin

Tony's made a stupid Titkot Challenge on Pepper and wants Bruce to do the same to Natasha. Obviously Nat is not amused and Bruce has to fear for his life.

AO3 ff.net

Tony’s whining again, grumbling in the lab with puffy eyes and a scrappy blanket over his shoulder. He jumps when Banner enters the lab, the door slammed behind him.

“What’d you do? Pepper kicked you out?” Bruce asked, wondering what Tony's done to make Pepper that furious with him.

Tony tried to compose himself, but failed. “Uh nothing. Just a joke. She didn't take it that well…“ He mumbled, looking away from his science bro.

Bruce sighed and held the bridge of his nose. “What did you do?“ Sure, it wasn't the first time this happened, but Pepper sounded more angry than usual when it came to Tony's shenanigans. And he should know, he was an expert when it came to anger.

“You know the latest app all the kids are using?“ Tony explained with a flourishing hand gesture “I tried one of the trends out. Didn’t end well.”

“And?”

“Annnd I texted Pepper a minute after she walked out the door and said ‘okay she’s gone, you can come over now’. And I waited.“

Bruce sighed again, long and deep. He could already guess what happened next. What did Tony expect to happen? That she won't be furious and won't throw him out? He held his forehead and thought about what he should say. This was just too ridiculous.

“You know how her nose twitches when she’s mad?” Said Tony, before he could think of anything to say.

“No.” Was all he could say in that moment.

“Well! It was twitching!”

“Is that really important right now…?“ He mumbled, not getting out of the sighing circle anytime soon.

Tony was supposed to be smart and then he did something as stupid as this. When Bruce looked at his friend again, he knew something bad would happen soon. Tony had this weird look on his face. As if he had a stupid idea that'll bring them into lots of trouble.

“No.“ Said Bruce before Tony could vocalize out his idea.

“I haven't said anything.“

“I said no.“

“What if I dare you? I’ll make a bet!”

He'll regret asking, “What bet…?“

“I’ll give you $500 to put towards your new microscope if you try the trend on Natasha the next time she leaves.”

Banner scoffed and put on his lenses, ready to focus on working, “I don’t have a death wish, thanks anyways.”

“Dude! Bro! Come on…! You have to live-!“

“Yeah! I’d like to.”

“$700…$1,000…eternal bragging rights with the boys? It’s bad luck to keep telling me no.”

“Look, when the time comes where Nat needs to take me down, I don't want it to happen like this, okay?“ Bruce grumbled. As nice as it sounded to have a new microscope, his life was at risk. It's not the same when Pepper's mad. Yes, she was creepy when angry, but Bruce swore to never ever get on Nat's bad side. Ever. And he was quite sure once she 'killed' him, the other guy would be next.

Tony tapped at his knee, jaw twisted in thought. “I’ll bargain with Cap on the next mission! No Hulk. Period. You can science behind the tech screen while we kick butt. Deal?”

Bruce bit his lip so hard it almost bled. He groaned, tugging at his curls frustrated. Before he could answer he needed to look at his options. Would it be really worth it? “I guess it won't matter if I'm dead...”

“If you live it’s an amazing story.”

He whipped around and counted on his fingers. “No Hulk on the next mission, a brand new microscope, and $50,000 down on a new house for Nat and I.”

Tony was visibly cringing. “Shi-rrr. Sure. Dang you’re expensive upkeep! One condition- this is all recorded via the security tapes for my viewing pleasure later. Okay? Deal?“

He already knew why Tony wanted it recorded. “You're gonna put the footage on YouTube and this children’s app, aren’t you?“ He asked, sighing once again.

“Nooooo, of course not! Who do you think I am?“ A liar. That's what he was.

Bruce hesitated for a few more minutes, weighing all his options again. Maybe if he already had the house, she probably, hopefully would be less pissed? He was thinking about surprising her with it anyway, so why not use it as a method to prevent his imminent death. Bruce sighed. “Okay. Deal.“ He already regretted it...

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Natasha suiting up for an errand always took twenty minutes. She’s lingering in the hallway and strapped on her gear and a knife in a secret holster.

She yelled with her short hair bouncing, “Bruce! I’m getting sandwiches for lunch, what do you want?”

“Is the salami going to threaten your life?”

He pointed to her holster.

She smirked, tugging her belt a little tighter and reached for the keys, “Not if I kill him first.”

“Where are you going?”

“Whatever I see first. Tony's paying of course.“ Said the redhead, as she held up Tony's credit that she kept stealing from him.

“How-? You’re going to get caught one of these days.”

“I’m a spy, Vrach.” And it's not like Tony made it difficult for her. It was easier than stealing a lolly from a baby.

Bruce rolls his eyes, looking her over with a thought. “Do you have your phone on you?”

She tapped her side. “Yep. Should I text you where I end up? Can you text me your order?”

Bruce smirked, already trying to hide his evil thoughts and the unhinged nerves that accompanied it. “Yep! Sounds great!”

Natasha made sure she had everything she needed, before kissing Bruce's cheek. “Okay, I'm off.“ Bruce gave her a little wave, as she left.

He bit his cheek and watched and waited. Maybe if he lingered a bit longer she’d be halfway to pick up their lunch. He’d have a full half hour to prepare for the explosion.

Or maybe Natasha would just laugh it off...find amusement in the prank. Heck, she lives with a bunch of guys. She’s used to this...right?

“R.I.P, me...” Bruce reached for the phone, tapped his messages and clicked her name. He typed quickly;

‘She just left. You can come over.’

As he hit the 'send' button he let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Now he had to wait...

He stood and dropped his phone back onto the table and circled around to head to his private office. He lifted a hand to the door handle and heard the sound of screeching tires pulling back up to the tower. Someone was driving recklessly. Dangerous considering New York streets. He entered his office and swung the door lazily closed. It sprung back open and hit the wall, forcefully. Almost as loud as the screech that followed...almost.

“Robert Bruce Banner!”

He cringed and looked up, trying to play innocent. The green shade in her eyes and the blush on her cheeks did nothing to help the situation.

Natasha stood there, his phone in her hand with her pupils the size of full on quarters.

“What. The. Hell?!“

“Uh-”

He couldn’t get a word in. She was talking again. “Who’s ‘she’?! ‘She’ who?!”

“She uh.. “ he stuttered, English shipping his mind. “She you.”

Natasha lifted her eyebrows. “Me. So I left and you thought it would be a good idea to call over your, what, your other girlfriend?!”

“I don’t have another girlfriend-“

“Did you realize you were texting me?! Who were you trying to text?!“

“Well, uh...“

“Give me your phone!” She dropped her head and charged like a bull, searching his pockets like an unhinged rabid animal.

“Natasha!” He squirmed away, receiving a slap to his shoulder in the process. “Ow!”

She screamed, pivoting. She dropped her own device in her circle, scrambling to locate his device. “Where did you put it?!”

“Natasha!” He followed her down the hall, finding just the slightest amusement in her demeanor. If she wasn’t a trained killer, unraveling his significant other might have a bit of play to it.

She slammed her hand on the table and lifted his phone, her lip trembling as she went off in a mumbled Russian. Bruce would prefer the screaming to the whispers. He knew she could hurl a knife in his direction at any moment with just the flick of her wrist.

“Betty?! Were you trying to text Betty?! You texted Betty, didn't you?!”

He looked at her, softly and kindly, trying to take a seat at the table she was hunched over at, frantic with his phone in her hand.

“Hey, honey-“

“Don’t you honey me! You’ll answer the damn question!”

“Okay, okay!” He lifted his hands in surrender. “Easy! Just take it easy.”

…there’s the knife. An inch away from his throat. Natasha held her frown, immovable in her position. “Answer. The. Question.“ She growled at him and it was pretty frightening.

“I will. I will. Let's talk, okay?” He managed to squeak out.

Romanoff glared at him for a few more seconds, before tucking her blade and hurled it at the wall, shattering a glass in the process. She forced a grin and dropped his phone. “Okay, let’s talk…”

“It was a bet, Nat.“ he grinned nervously, “I didn’t, mean to-.“

“Tony? Was it Tony? It was Tony, wasn’t it.”

“Nat. We’re just talking.”

Natasha tugged her jacket in a huff, standing a bit straighter with her same intimidating eye contact. Her jaw was tight, no doubt grinding his heart against her molars.

“It was a prank- that’s it.“ He reassured her as honestly as possible.

Her head tilted, an eyebrow raised. It was crystal clear that she didn't believe a word he said. “Really. That’s it?”

“I might’ve. Well I might’ve...”

“Talk, Robert!”

“I made a bet! Alright? I made a bet with Tony.”

She crossed her arms, her death glare was still there. “With Tony.”

“With Tony…it was a big bet.”

“Did you gamble away a kidney?”

“No…just...listen-“

“I am listening!” She hissed impatiently. Yes, he understood, she just wanted him to get to the point.

He looked up, those bright puppy dog eyes she would like to tear out at that moment, “Without cutting me off?”

Natasha walked over to her knife, took it down with a huff, and sat back at the table with a boot on the chair. With her fingers running along the blade she nodded ever so slightly.

“I’m going to die...” He mumbled to himself.

She nodded again, still staring at the knife. “We'll see. I'll be the judge of that.“ Nat answered, who obviously heard his mumbling. It was true, though. His life was in her heavily armed hands. It's usually a good thing, but he's never been on the receiving end before...

He laid his hands on the table. “Alright. First of all, there is no other girlfriend. Just you. You’re my everything.”

Natasha snorted with sarcastic laughter, again not believing anything he said. “Listen! Please. I made a bet with Tony, for us. For you and me. He was being stupid, he wanted me to do something equally stupid, so I said I would if he gave me $50,000.”

Now she looked up from her knife with a raised eyebrow.

“For a house! Tasha! Put away the judgement for ten minutes, I swear you can cut me open when I’m done talking.“ He sighed and crossed his arms. “It was supposed to be a surprise.”

Natasha looked back down at the knife in her hands. A few seconds ticked by. A minute. A very long and agonizing minute. “And that...that’s worth giving me a heart attack?”

“Well, uh…“ It kinda was, since now they had the house, but he still feared for his life and half lied to her instead. “No. No it’s not. I'm sorry.”

“This wasn’t funny.“ She scolded. Of course she was right. He knew it from the beginning.

“It wasn't.“ He agreed immediately. “Forgive me?”

She kicked the chair in front of her, still glaring. “I need a ten foot radius for the next 48 hours.”

“Sooo, I’m not forgiven.”

“I’ll think about it.” She reached back for her keys. “You never told me what you wanted for lunch.”

“Oh. Yeah. Well if you’re going to-”

“No no. You’re going with me. You obviously need to be supervised since apparently you can’t behave when I’m not around.” She scolded as if he's a little kid.

“It was a stupid prank!”

“Stupidity has its consequences. Get in the car.” Natasha turned around to go outside, but he wasn't quite done with her.

“Nat?“ She stopped and just looked at him over her shoulder. “Let's hug it out?“

“Ten foot radius.“ She reminded him, but he wasn't having any of it. Bruce opened his arms and gave her his best puppy look. The redhead glared at him and they stood there for a few seconds. Then, she eventually gave up and came back to hug him. Bruce wrapped his arms tightly around her, holding her as close as physically possible. “You're still not off the hook.“

“I know. You can punish me all you want. I deserve it.“

“You sure as hell do. You have five seconds left.“ Bruce listened as she counted from five downwards and only let go when she reached one.

“I love you, Nat.“ He said, but she answered with something he should've expected but honestly didn't in this situation.

“You're a dork.“ Natasha turned around to leave the room and on her way she waved at him to follow her, which he did.

“Well, I heard chicks dig that.” He couldn't help but reply, which earned him a slap on his arm, this time more gentle than before.

#fanfic #fanfiction #brutasha #bruce banner #natasha romanoff #marvel #mcu #tony stark #avengers

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malicerewatchesdoctorwho · 4 years ago

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The Wheel in Space - Episode One

Written by - David Whitaker (Story by Kit Pedler) Director - Tristan de Vere Cole Producer - Peter Bryant

Episode One

("What's happened to the crew?" - The Doctor to Jamie about the odd lack of crew in the rocket left drifting in space.)

Likes

- Haha, the scanner not working so they don't know what is outside the TARDIS. Poor old girl is just not in the mood for this shit today.

- The TARDIS is warning them not to go outside and go somewhere else. I like when she gets protective. Also it means the Doctor brought them to this place, she had nothing to do with it except be the vehicle. Probably to let the Doctor go where he wants after the loss of Victoria. Aww.

- Hah first the fault locator is brought back in and now so too is the fluid link.

- Jamie just pressing random buttons to see what happens.

- Oh god XD Jamie telling the Doctor to stick his rod back in and then they can go somewhere else, while they are in an abandoned rocket ship living quarters with bunk beds right next to them. Just...word usage, you know.

- Ooh, it's rare the Doctor is taken out of commission by a knock on the head. Usually that's reserved for companions. I like when things go wrong and he is injured like that. Is that weird? It just happens so rarely.

- Jamie blowing shit up. Yes. Can we have more of that, please?

Dislikes

- Silly thing really to dislike but...the fault locator going from a huge boxy machine that takes up almost a whole wall from One's time to a small boxy part of the console. When did this happen?

- Uh, Doctor, lollies like lemon sherbets don't tend to quench thirst. At least not to me. They make me even thirstier. Nice going there. As it is it will get the horrible taste of gas and smoke out of their mouths, so hey, I'll take it.

- Why did Jamie randomly grab a blanket? He hadn't seen the robot at that point I am pretty sure, so it is just a random act.

Awesome

- I like how there are quite a few scenes which still exist in this one, especially inside the TARDIS. So we get to see the TARDIS slowly starting to smoke as the 'battery' fries.

- I like the look of the rocket ship set Jamie and the Doctor land on. The inside of it that is.

- Nice job on sound effects on this one all round.

- I know there's an animated version of this first episode only because I have watched it before, but I am going for the recon on this, because it matches with the rest. The recon I got is animated in parts and shiny with some nice effects.

Shitty

- It's missing. Oh yay, boy do I miss recons. Thankfully I am almost done with these. Two episodes of this story still exist and I believe 1 for The Space Pirates does too. Then no more will be missing. Yay. Thankfully, this isn't bad quality recons.

In Conclusion

I liked this episode quite a bit. We have a mystery going on. We have a space station crew. We have a drifted, abandoned cargo rocket ship. We have the Doctor and Jamie not knowing where they are with the Doctor hurt and in and out of consciousness leaving Jamie alone.

It's a really nice start to the story. And the recons aren't bad quality, which is a major bonus, and there are scenes from the animated version which weren't animated and you miss a bit of the story with that one. I am glad I went with the recon.

Also, we get a crew that calls each other by their first names. That's also rare. Usually even in isolated working environments like this in the show, everyone calls each other by their last names and/or rank. Here, they all call each other by their first names or nicknames. Tanya was called Tiny at one stage, I am sure of it.

Body count - 0. A robot got blown up by Jamie, but that isn't a living being so can't be killed.

#Classic Doctor Who #doctor who #the wheel in space #episode one #epic rewatch #Second Doctor #Jamie McCrimmon #Zoe Heriot #The Cybermen

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himiko-yumehellno · 5 years ago

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Figured I'd give you a Oumeno (Kokichi x Himiko)-related ask, because why not? Hit me with your best shot! And by best shot, I mean hit me with any LGBT+ headcanons you have for them, plus any personal headcanons you have for the ship

*stretches to warm up for this ask* WELL –

I tend to headcanon Kokichi as panromantic and demisexual, as well as some form of nonbinary (I usually flip flop between genderfluid and solely nonbinary). Himiko I tend to headcanon as either bi and/or omni (because I never have consistent headcanons lol), and I like to think of them both as aroflux because self-projection, babey. Also Himiko's trans and asexual.

I like to think Kokichi has heterochromia and a green eye, he just uses contacts to hide it.

Himiko loves pancakes, and she's actually really good at making breakfast food! God help her if she needs to make lunch or dinner, though.

Kokichi has a really weakened sense of taste, and likes weird food combinations with interesting textures to make up for it.

They both love amusement parks and fairs, and it's a common date for them in the summer.

Kokichi has tons of nicknames for Himiko, such as Magey, Beloved, Bunny, Himihimi, etc. Himiko just calls him by his name or the very occasional common petname. That said, she once called him Soda Lolli-Pop and he's been trying to get her to call him that regularly ever since.

That fact actually makes them immune to the whole "Honey?" "Yes dear?" "Don't ever lie to me again" joke, which frustrated Miu when she tried to pull a fast one on them, but as she was leaving Kokichi said to Himiko, "Well, she's an idiot, don't you agree, love?" and Miu just walked straight into a wall.

Going back to Himiko being trans, she's a bit sensitive about her small chest because of this, but Kokichi likes to make jokes about venmo-ing her some breasts that always make her at least smile, if not laugh.

"Don't worry, Himiko, I'll have my organization members send you some tits in the mail, free of shipping fees."

Kokichi's actually slightly strong, he just doesn't like to lift things so he pretends he's weak so no asks him to.

Himiko makes really good sugar cookies. She can't move her batches in or out of the oven cause she got burned while doing so once and is scared to do so again, but when someone helps her with that they get rewarded with free cookies.

Kokichi likes to play meme themes on his kazoo and Himiko's learned to tune it out

Kokichi: *plays the Mii theme on his kazoo for an hour straight, irritating everyone else in the room to the point they're considering just slapping the instrument out of his hands*

Himiko: *turns a page in her novel* I wonder if the park would be a fun date for the weekend. What do you think, Kokichi?

They totally go to the soap/candle shops at the mall and sniff all the products before buying something. It's their weekly thing, along with just wandering around the mall, eating ice cream and pizza, and going to the bookstore.

Speaking of books, Kokichi loves romance and fantasy novels, and Himiko loves horror and mystery novels. Neither of them will admit to it. They cover for each other and claim their book collections belong to each other.

Kokichi gives Himiko piggyback rides when he's feeling generous.

They have the weirdest inside jokes that nobody else understands.

"I am going to conquer the Mediterranean with a pineapple ship!" "Shut up, you're a tootsie roll." "ROUND FRIEND BREAD!" etc

Kokichi loves dresses. Himiko has sensory issues with them unless they have specific styles and fabric, but she does like the swooshy-swooshy of them, so she wears skirts.

They both have ADHD and autism.

Kokichi's family is all ten DICE and Himiko has several siblings, so whenever their two families interact it's like an entire family reunion all on its own: chaotic and with tons of people, yet somehow loving.

Their favorite way of cuddling is just lying together. That's it. For example: Himiko's lying on the floor, playing on her phone, when Kokichi comes along and lays across her back, playing on his own phone. Optimal for sharing memes and whatever else they want to show each other yet still doing their own thing. It's a win-win. Especially since Kokichi's actually sensitive when it comes to touch but when he's in the mood for it he shows just how little physical affection he normally gets (not that Himiko's neglecting him or anything – he's just unused to it and usually can't stand it cause of sensory issues).

When they get older and buy their own place they get a trampoline and have serious discussions while bouncing in it, just because.

They also have like five cats, two guinea pigs, and a turtle.

I think that's all the headcanons I have right now! Boy it felt good to write them all down. Thanks for the ask, Ally!

#asks #drv3 #kokichi ouma #himiko yumeno #oumeno #shipping #himiko cast original post #headcanons

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lolliepops-rox · 1 month ago

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Angela Montenegro and Temperance 'Bones' Brennan from Bones (2005) are moirails!

#Angela Montenegro #Temperance 'Bones' Brennan #bones tv #bones 2005 #this edit has been done b4 hence it being posted here. but the old one was of. varied quality.#i appreciate all of tyz's old edits dont get me wrong. these are things made for free so ill never complain. thats shitty behaviour #but i do like going back every now and then and redoing edits that need a little touch up when i thinking too hard abt the ship again.#aka my mum is rewatching bones so by extention i am. and i love my silly pale yuri from this show.#also i did start working on some requests yesterday. so ill probs have some out by the weekend. promie.#talking lollie #lollies shipping wall

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lolliepops-rox · 10 months ago

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Shrek and Donkey from The Shrek Franchise are moirails!!!

I dare you to rewatch the first Shrek movie and tell me they're not moirails. The moon scene is textbook feelings jam.

VOTE SHREKDONKEY

Bowser x Luigi from Super Mario Bros vs Shrek x Donkey from Donkey

Propaganda for Shrek x Donkey:

faggotry

#talking lollie #lollies shipping wall

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reluming · 5 years ago

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dairy heir! nod! mr. march!

thanks natalie! :)

The Dairy Heir: Invent a ridiculous d20 ship and argue why it should be taken seriously.

misty moore/arthur aguefort... honestly, i have no reason other than i just love wild old people. they both seem p horny and into fucking a lot of different beings/creatures! they WILL throw amazing orgy parties together and you cannot stop them. i think they will enjoy telling each other stories from all the many years that they’ve lived. they will have dramatic arguments and fall out with each other constantly but then they’ll just get back together again and make up passionately. also, in a way, misty moore kind of IS a phoenix, you know??

Nod: What was the moment that d20 hooked you?

tiny heist was the first d20 thing i watched, bc of the mcelroys, and the moment episode 2 started and they showed the battle set i fell in love. that was what appealed to me most about d20 at first, just the AMAZING battle sets. the tiny heist battle sets are just so stellar bc of all the... tiny things... they really capture the wonder and whimsy of the setting so well! TINY THINGS!

but i think the thing that really cemented my love for d20, including the core cast, is i think just... the whole of that tiefling greasers ep in fantasy high... i don’t know WHAT it was about that ep but just like. everything brennan made those tiefling greasers say and do was so incredibly hysterical to me. fig confusing everyone with her winking bardic inspirations! that moment when fabian kills johnny spells at the end is fucking CINEMATIC. and then we get the delightful cubbys!!

Mr. March: Rank the Dimension 20 seasons based on a silly metric of your choosing.

hmm here you go, d20 seasons based on how cool a restaurant themed around that season would be, from least to most:

1. escape from the bloodkeep - eftb, while a very fun side quest, is probably the least appetising season.

2. fantasy high - yes i would love to go to basrar’s in real life but otherwise i don’t think there’s that much material to draw on for a themed restaurant! MAYBE the seacaster manor could work, then it’s almost like a PIRATE SHIP MAID CAFÉ. unlike in a typical maid café, the wait staff are just like, older women who are mostly sweet but occasionally terrifying serving you kippers and cookies. and i could totally dig that, but there just isn’t a good solid theme for a restaurant here.

3. tiny heist - the decor would be SO cute and wonderful i am just thinking about all the tiny heist battle sets... eating dishes of food made to look like giant crumbs! there could be a stage for small live performances on the weekends inspired by ti and bean’s shows or boomer’s theatric endeavours!

4. the unsleeping city - i think this would be like a VERY normal-looking restaurant when you first go in, like it couldn’t GET more normal and unassuming, but the food is fusion food from loads of different cuisines all around the world and it’s all very delicious. then, once you finish your meal, you’re ushed into a bar in the back area, and suddenly it all transforms into somewhere nod-like, with funhouse mirrors on the walls and mist on the ground and dim trippy purple lighting and a huge crescent moon hanging from the ceiling that lucky guests get to sit on, and someone is playing the piano while the wait staff are all dressed as bizarre characters, singing and occasionally making absolutely nonsensical statements as they serve you drinks (including non-alcoholic ones, ofc!) named after unsleeping city characters and episodes.

5. a crown of candy - yes i did this entire ranking bc of acoc. I WANT AN ACOC-THEMED RESTAURANT SO BAD!!! it would be a very fancy buffet style restaurant with everything laid out according to the map of calorum. lil ships displaying fine cheeses in a sea of ice and yoghurt tubs! of course, there are salami-wrapped cheeses - the “meat” ambushers from ep 2. there’s a veggie station where you get to grill your own keradin deeproot or belizabeth brassica. a large bread selection to choose from so you can TOAST THAT BREAD, whether it’s ciabatta or grissini. the dessert section has an array of smiley yet sinister looking cakes with googly eyes, and of course a very beautiful pick n mix area featuring all your fave rocks characters. the freezer where you get your lollies from is made to look like the ice cream temple. the person who torches the creme brulees on demand is dressed as cinnamon the dragon. there’s a fridge with lil glass bottles of milk and you can make your own cute mini outfits to dress the glass bottles up in and take them home afterwards as a souvenir!

#tagsharkodactylnotthisblog #ask #sharkodactyl #dimension 20

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adventure-showdown · 1 year ago

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What is your favourite Doctor Who story?

ROUND 2 MASTERPOST

synopses and propaganda under the cut

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Synopsis

The Second Doctor is attempting to pilot the TARDIS, when he is attacked by two Daleks which have entered the ship. The Doctor covers his face from the Daleks.

Propaganda

It’s the closest thing we have to the original Power of the Daleks… (@finalpam8000 )

Nothing at the End of the Lane

Synopsis

Barbara Wright has been having attacks for over a year; she calls them ""episodes"". She sees things, and feels pain and other sensations vividly. Sometimes she passes out.

Barbara is on the bus on her way to Coal Hill School. She has an attack while on the bus. When she gets to school, she talks with the science teacher, Ian Chesterton.

Propaganda

Nothing at the End of the Lane is an atmospheric, liminal and deeply disturbing short story. It’s essentially Ian and Barbara being haunted by the ghost of An Unearthly Child. It looks at 60s Who from a completely different and unnerving angle. I’ll never look at TV static the same way again. (@partiallithopseffect )

#round 2

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lolliepops-rox · 8 months ago

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Basically a kismesis is a romantic rival, and a moirails is a QPP. And kisrail would be a fusion of the two in some way. Whether that's flopping between the two relationship types, or a fusion of the both at once. For more info on Homestuck quadrants, please see below my essay & con panel on the topic!

Essay (google docs)

Con panel (YouTube)

Sorry. Jax and gangle from the amazing digital circus as kisrails

Jax and Gangle from The Amazing Digital Circus are kisrails!

#talking lollie #lollies shipping wall #id be happy to answer any follow up questions!

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steves-on-a-plane · 6 years ago

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Dont Get Attached (Pt 17)

Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven/ Part Eight / Part Nine / Part Ten / Part Eleven / Part Twelve / Part Thirteen / Part Fourteen / Part Fifteen / Part Sixteen

Words: 1249 Connor x Daughter!Reader W/ Dad!Hank Anderson summary: A thrilling chapter highlighting Connor & Reader’s escape from Jericho.

“Marcus!” You, Marcus and Connor had run below deck to warn his followers when you bumped into one of the other deviants. You didn’t know her name, but you’d seen her on TV before and knew she was one of the leaders. “They’re coming from all sides! Our people are trapped in the hold, they’ll be slaughtered.” Marcus brought a finger to his left temple. You assumed he was sending a message to the other androids to evacuate.

“They’re coming from the upper deck now too. We saw helicopters on our way down here, we’ll be caught in the crossfire.” Marcus said aloud.

“We have to run, Marcus. There’s nothing we can do!” The female android explained.

“We have to blow up Jericho.” Marcus announced. “If the ship goes down they’ll evacuate and our people can escape.”

“You’ll never make it!” She argued back. “The explosives are all the way down in the hold! There are soldiers everywhere.”

“She’s right.” Connor agreed. You noticed he laced his fingers through you own, allowing him to get a tighter grip on your hand. “They know who you are. They’ll do anything to get you.”

“Go and help the others.” Marcus ordered his friend. “I’ll join you later.”

Marcus!” She begged him.

“I won’t be long.” He told her firmly before running off. Shots could be heard nearby. Connor tugged at your hand and you took off running again.

“Connor!” You huffed, the only one out of breath. “I can’t run…as fast…as you!”

“SHES HUMAN?” The female android remarked. “Are you crazy, bringing a human in here?”

“Go on without us!” Connor told her. “We’ll find our own way out.” Connor stopped running so that you could catch your breath. “I would carry you, [Y/N], but I don’t think that we could both fit through the bulkhead doorways at the same time.”

“It’s fine.” You panted. “Lets just keep going. Okay?”

“Alright.” He seemed hesitant to continue with you in this state, but neither of you had much of a choice. “But we’ll walk until you can catch your breath.” Connor took your handy again and led you down the next corridor. It wasn’t long before you heard the softest whirl of a weapon warming up behind you.

“Don’t move!” An unfamiliar voice ordered. You and Connor both froze midstride. You didn’t dare look up at him. You weren’t even brave enough to squeeze his hand in fear.

So much for catching my breath. You thought as you seemed to stop breathing altogether. In a matter of seconds, you thought of what it must look like. You in Connor’s jacket, trying to blend in and Connor is his human street clothes. There would be no talking your way out of this.

“Don’t shoot.” Connor told the voice. He didn’t turn around or flinch a robotic muscle. “I’m on your side.”

“With us?” The person asked. “Are you a human?”

“I work with Agent Perkins.” Connor explained, now turning around. He nodded at you indicating that you should do the same. You guessed that Agent Perkins must be the FBI agent that Connor and your dad had lost the deviant cases to. You turned around slowly to see a man in full tactical gear with US ARMY written across his chest.

“This is [Y/N].” Connor continued. “She was taken hostage by these androids. I’m just trying to rescue her and bring her home safely.”

“I’m gonna have to check…” The soldier reached for his radio.

“Please.” You begged, trying not to lay it on too thick and give away the lie. Maybe it was the stress of the whole night or that you were just honestly scared in the moment, but you even managed a few tears. “I was brought here against my will by those…things. I just want to go home and see my dad. Can’t we just go?”

“She should lose the jacket.” The officer suggested, lowering his weapon. “And you should get her out of here. Go back up on deck and let us do our job.”

“We will.” Connor promised. “Come on [Y/N].” You and Connor walked away, waiting until you were out of the soldier’s eyesight and earshot before picking up running again.

Thanks to your ruse, and the fact that both the FBI and Army had concentrated their efforts on raiding Jericho, the top deck of the ship was practically empty. There were a few gunmen, but many of them were training their weapons downwards at the androids trying to flee from the lower decks. Somehow through all the chaos the two of you managed to escape unharmed.

“This way.” Connor waved you to the very same opening you’d found Jericho through. From there it was only a series of dangerous parkour moves from Connor before you were staring up at the same ten-foot wall you’d jumped off of hours ago.

“I could make that climb.” Connor said, “ But…” His eyes drifted over to you, communicating what you were both thinking. There’s no way you could climb ten feet straight up a flush brick wall and it was only a matter of time before the army or the FBI found out about the secret entrance to Jericho. You looked around the lot you were standing in. There must be something there that you could use.

“There!” Your eyes settled on a large rusted section of pipe. “If we wedge it on an angle, I might be able to shimmy up the pile, at least far enough until you can grab me and pull me the rest of the way. Connor seemed uncertain, but as his own eyes scanned the lot, he didn’t seem to find a better option.

Connor did as you suggested and wedge the pipe between the top of the wall and the base of the lot you stood in. You were glad you’d worn sneakers out of the house that night as you sized up the pile. You watched Connor effortlessly leap his way to the top of the wall. He then stood at the top and waited for you with his arms outstretched.

The angle of the pipe was such that you wouldn’t be able to walk it like a bridge. It had to be climbed. You straddled the pipe, squeezing your legs tightly. You had to, to make sure that you didn’t slide down the pipe once you gained some actual height. The entire experience was giving you flashbacks to middle school gym class.

“Careful, [Y/N]!” Connor warned.

“It’s fine, Conn...shit!” As you were just about to tell him that what you were doing was perfectly fine, you heard the tearing of fabric and felt a deep slice on your inner thigh. You’d cut yourself on the rusty pipe. You didn’t chance inspecting the injury then incase you lost your balance and fell off. You were about halfway anyway, you could make it to the top. Gritting your teeth, you kept your legs wrapped around the pipe and continued climbing. As soon as he could reach you, Connor grabbed your arms and pulled you up on top of the wall.

“You’re bleeding.” He observed worriedly.

“I’m sure it’s nothing…” You waved him off. But even you didn’t miss how blood soaked your pant leg already was. “Well there’s nothing we can do about it here.” You reminded him, limping forward. “We’ve got to get back over that.” You pointed to the large chasm you’d swung across on the way to Jericho.

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