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sp4mja · 1 year ago

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So I've decided to accept who I am and make a OP x QSMP AU. But before making any art I made a list of possible Devil Fruits each member would have plus some lore

This will be a long and extremely self-indulgent post, so everything regarding this AU is under the cut.

So, both the hispanics and the English speakers are invited to the island, they all range from ex marines to civilians to pirates. The only thing they have in common is that everyone is a devil fruit user, which quickly raises their suspicions about the island.

The logic behind having so many Devil Fruit users together is that the Federation purposefully gathered them all together. Expect for the brazilians and the french, who just happened to stumble upon the island, some of them do have devil fruits but not all.

And that's one of the reasons why the Federation dislike them, as they don't fit in the plan.

Speaking of the Brazilians and the French!

The Brazilians knew each other before the island but very briefly (except for Pac, Mike and Cellbit) since they all made it into the same ship and ended up crashing on Quesadilla island (Felps is not a good navigator and Forever was too worried to actually steer the ship.)

As for the French, they were traveling to a Sky Island on a big ship and they ended up falling from the sky, they didn't particularly know each other before but they grew closer on the ship before the ship fell.

Now, I'm still thinking about some fruits and roles (backstory from the cubitos before the island) but these are my general ideas, feel free to share your thoughts!

Some of my ideas are pretty self-explanatory but ask away if you have any doubts!

● Hispanics:

Luzu — tbh idk something about metals, maybe the smelt-smelt fruit? Maybe even a cyborg

Rubius — .... Wish-Wish fruit?? He grants wishes or something

Mariana — Whisper-Whisper Fruit (Taking into account his rp on tortillaland and integrating it into the qsmp, he should be able to talk to animals. I don't think the animals talk back tho)

Spreen — Bear-bear Fruit Model Black Bear

Missa — Bird-Bird Fruit Model Raven / Revive-Revive Fruit (Debating over this, specially because it would be funny if both Missa and Philza share similar DF, but also skeleton Missa is fun)

Roier — Spider-Spider Fruit Model Latrodectus Hesperus (black widow)

Vegetta — Scroll-Scroll Fruit (He's the wise man of the mountain, I'm sure he uses his knowledge to make powerful scrolls)

Maximus — Clank-Clank Fruit / Magnet-Magnet Fruit (Tbh I want something relating to Max's abilities with machines)

Quackity — String-String Fruit (freaky, the man who pulls the strings)

● English:

Wilbur — Tone-Tone Fruit / Song-Song Fruit (For this one I think going with Uta's power is better, Wilbur is extremely powerful but he is also a whimsical British guy who sings beautiful songs for his daughter to have a good night of sleep)

Fit — Pop-Pop Fruit

Philza — Bird-Bird Fruit Model Crow (Love-Love fruit if I'm feeling a little crazy, he turns Forever into stone sll the time)

Jaiden — Bird-Bird Fruit Model Parrot / Brush-Brush Fruit (As much as I love parrot jaiden, I think she being able to draw bobby after his death but stopping herself from bringing the art to life is extremely angsty and I love it)

Bad — Hollow-Hollow Fruit

Foolish — Shark Fish man. Swim Swim Fruit (I know, he can't swim so he now has a fruit that lets him swim everywhere? Yeah, but also a logia fruit that could help him build fits as well)

Dan — ? (Sorry)

Slime — Jello-Jello Fruit (Following the food themed devil fruits from the Big Mom Pirates, he turns into Jello... Lime flavor, he is sticky, sugary and a little sour, both Mariana and Juana are intrigued)

● Brazilians:

Cellbit — Archeologist and Archivist, former captain of a crew (as much as I would love to give Cellbit a DF, I think it would be charming if he could save Roier from falling into the sea all the time, as well as Felps)

Felps — Calm-Calm Fruit (He makes silent bubbles for Richarlyson everytime he gets overwhelmed, best dad)

Forever — Navigator (Pirate, former marine, he loves travelling and lost his right hand man on the way)

Pac and Mike— Shipwrights (Do not separate. They make the craziest ships on the world. Also criminals with bounties but not necessarily pirates)

● French:

Baguera — Mink Duck (she's a duck, she went to explore the world and oh well)

Etoiles — Woods-Woods Fruit / Arms-Arms Fruit (This one is complicated, he is a cucumber (?) So I thought a extremely powerful fruit like the Woods-Woods one its him, but he is also very dangerous and into weapons, so the other one also fits him? He is a bounty hunter)

Antoine — Stich-Stich fruit (He stiches dirt together, doesn't really use his power but he starts doing it after Pomme gets interested (he makes her clothes!!!))

Kameto — Normal ninja lmao (literally just a ninja, just a guy, he is terrifying)

Pierre — Inventor (Both Marines and Pirates buy his inventions, money is everything)

As for the eggs, I believe they follow the same logic as the seraphims. They were artificially made using human DNA and thats why they are both inteligent and fragile. They are replaceable and the Federation can make more if they find a quicker and cheaper way.

Oh and Cucurucho, I think it would be extremely fucked up if it has the Shadow-Shadow fruit. Imagine Cucurucho taking Cellbit's shadow, creepy.

#qsmp #one piece #feel free to ignore this i just wanted to share and have some fun #in trying to be more self-indulgent and have fun #also crossovers make me insane #fran.txt #op x qsmp

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wtficedance · 2 years ago

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hi, i’m a new figure skating fan and i’m unsure of who to ask and this isn’t really ice dance related so i completely get it if you don’t answer. during 4cc this year, there was a lot of talk about the altitude of colorado. how does the altitude affect skaters? i mainly saw it in relation to single skaters so does it affect jumps and such? or is it like a stamina thing, in which case it also affects ice dancers? thank you!

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Hi anon,

So skating requires a specific combination of cardiovascular endurance, muscular endurance, and muscular power. Power specifically referring to the ability to generate force as quickly as possible. When your body metabolizes sugars to create ATP for your muscles it can do it through two different pathways:

1. anaerobic

2. aerobic

Anaerobic referring to without oxygen and aerobic with oxygen. Now I’m not going to torture you with the Krebs cycle but the aerobic pathway is 18x more efficient than the anaerobic pathway which is known as glycolysis. However, when say you do a jump, an activity that requires more force and more fuel for your muscles to create that force, your blood isn’t transporting anymore blood (and therefore anymore oxygen) than normal. The cells in the muscles first use their immediate creatine phosphate stores and then undergo glycolysis to get ATP to produce this force.

After about 90-120 seconds, your body’s heart rate rises and the rate at which your circulatory system delivers oxygen to your muscles allows them to switch to aerobic respiration which is more efficient and doesn’t produce lactic acid. However, you then need to breathe more rapidly and more deeply to inhale enough oxygen to saturate your blood to meet that increased muscular demand. At altitude, there is physically less oxygen in the air. So you can inhale the same volume of air, maxing out how your lungs expand, but with less oxygen your body must compensate with increased blood pressure and heart rate and/or glycolysis.

If you’ve ever exercised at altitude or fully gotten altitude sickness, the lack of oxygen distribution to your limbs can make it feel like your legs are wading through jello or they’re literally about to collapse. Prolonged altitude exposure exercise like running a 10k, alpine or nordic skiing, playing a game of soccer, doing a long hike, etc. often leads to headaches, chest pain, lightheadedness, and dizziness. All of which are not great when you’re spinning, twizzling, and/or jumping very quickly. Sometimes, these symptoms can hit harder after finishing exercise and you can have a harder time breathing simply sitting or standing.

Skating has a unique combination of steady state cardio (stroking, crossovers), explosive power (jumps, landings, lift entrances), and high demand muscular endurance (step sequences, one foot sequences, holding spin positions, lifts). Typically, so while the first difficult elements done in those first 90 seconds of programs are relatively unaffected by altitude basic stroking and endurance elements like lifts, step sequences, and difficult spin positions demand a lot more oxygen that’s not there. Elevated heart rate, increased breath rate, and glycolysis in the leg muscles to increase metabolic availability can lead to cramps, dizziness, and general muscle weakness, and explosive elements near the end of programs can simply not have enough oomph to cross the finish line.

I would say the discipline most affected by altitude is pairs because it has by far the most endurance elements as lifts last far longer than ice dance, and the most dangerous if someone gets a cramp or their muscles give out midlift. In singles, a skater might pop if they don’t have enough lift off on a jump landing but generally unless they get very dizzy or disoriented it’s not as much of a safety issue. Ice dance the biggest issues usually appear in lifts and step sequences as skaters get sloppy and don’t have the energy to bend their knees and extend fully. But unless dancers are visibly tripping or wobbly whether that’s reflected by the tech panel is up to politics.

Hope that answers your question!

#wtficedance #ice dance #curious cat #figure skating #pairs skating #4cc 2023 #4cc23 #science of skating

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cartoonbrat16 · 2 years ago

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My DNA

Jen pov

I sat at the table with my head down, I was so tired. I had started to have migraines, and we were in the desert. I whimpered and squeezed my eyes shut, "Make it stop." I whispered.

"How are you feeling?" "Agh!" I gripped my head and looked at Gwen. She looked concerned, Gwen pursed her lips and searched through one of the cabinets. I groaned and put my head down again, it hurt so much. "Here, this might help." I looked up at Gwen, she held out a glass of water and a white pill.

"Thanks, Gwen," I took the pill and downed the water in a heartbeat. I sighed and wiped my mouth, then I went to lie on my bed. I winced as the bed squeaked and knew what I needed. I brought up my screen and winced again, "Agh, switch to sunset pallet." I said and my screen changed color. It still hurt, but it was easier to look at. I materialized a pair of noise-canceling headphones and then wrapped my bandanna around my eyes.

I sighed in relief and laid down, I felt myself begin to doze off. I snuggled into the sheets, but then the throbbing in my head got worse. "Ugh!" I whined pulling the covers over my head and curling in on myself.

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"Jen, it's time to wake up." I sat up and slowly lifted my bandana. Grandpa smiled at me and set my headphones on my bed, "How are you feeling?" he asked. I removed my bandana and sat up, "A lot better, I just gotta finish waking up." I mumbled and rubbed my eyes. Grandpa nodded, "Ok well once you do head inside." Grandpa said then left.

I yawn/sighed, "Hey Bleep, where are we." I asked and opened the window curtain. Bleep looked at me from his spot at the foot of my bed, "My exterior scan tells me we are at your aunt Vera's retirement complex." Bleep said and rolled into my lap. I smiled and hopped off my bed with Bleep in hand, "Ok, try not to talk too much, Aunt Vera doesn't know about my smarts and stuff." I said and put my bag over my shoulder.

"Understood." Bleep rolled down my arm and into my bag. I smiled at how silly he could be. I then grabbed my headphones and put them in my bag, I wanted to avoid using my powers as much as possible while visiting Aunt Vera. I grabbed my bandana and headed out of the RV and toward Aunt Vera's home.

As I walked I noticed her neighbor looking out his window. I smiled and waved but he glared at me, he hissed then closed the curtains. "Wow, they really make you feel welcome here," I said sarcastically and headed inside. "Jen! I was worried you wouldn't be joining us." Aunt Vera said smiling at me from her spot at the dining table.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to upset you," I said, I hugged Aunt Vera and took a seat next to Gwen. "Oh, I wasn't upset dear, just a little worried, Max told me about your migraines." Aunt Vera said and made me a plate of jello with chunks in it. I happily began to eat while making small talk.

"Vera, this is delicious, now what are these chunks?" Grandpa suddenly asked. Aunt Vera smiled "Pork chop, and the white ones are cauliflower." she said. I and Gwen shared a look, I simply shrugged and put the last bite in my mouth. "Oh hey, what is that?" Gwen rushed and left the table, I know what she was doing and it wasn't gonna work.

Aunt Vera smiled and approached the shelf that Gwen stood at. They began to talk and I smiled at them, I guess Aunt Vera had been getting lonely, it wasn't often anyone in the family stopped by.

"Jen, would you like some candy?" I turned and saw Aunt Vera approaching me with a big bowl. "Oh, Yes, please." I took a piece and popped it into my mouth. My taste buds were overrun with the taste of coffee, it was bitter but good. I was about to thank Aunt Vera, but my head began to throb. "O-Ouch," I put one of my hands on my head and squeezed my eyes shut. "Jen, are you having another migraine?" Grandpa asked, I nodded and gripped my head tighter.

"Oh dear, let's get you to bed." Aunt Vera said, and she helped me stand up. She grabbed my bag and led me to her bedroom. "This is the quietest room in the house." Aunt Vera said, I nodded and sat on the bed. Aunt Vera closed the curtains and then left, I sighed and put on my headphones. I quickly chewed and swallowed the candy then laid down to sleep.

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Vera pov

I returned to Gwen and Max, they sat in the living room chatting about Jen. I put on a smile and sat across from them, "She's out like a light." I said. Max smiled, "Thanks Vera, I should take her to the doctor once we get to the next town." Max said.

I kept my smile and nodded, however, I secretly hoped he forgot. Now don't get me wrong I adore Jen, but medication will stop the effects of the candy. I can't have that, Jen needs to remember even if it's just a little.

"Well, I think I'll turn in for the night," I said and stood up. I smiled at Max and Gwen, "You two sleep well." I said then left for my room. Upon entering I saw Jen was still sound asleep, which made things very easy. I walked over to my dresser and reached my hand behind it, I pressed the button on the top left corner. The floor opened up and I descended beneath the house to a secret room.

Now, most people think I'm some old bitty, but that is far from being true, I'm a plumber. I entered the room, the walls were made of metal and the room was split down the middle. One-half of the room consisted of relics, ingredients, books, and other things. The other half was plumber equipment of every kind, I smirked and approached the big screen in the room. I examined it before nodding my head.

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Jen pov

"Aunt Vera has a lot of prune juice," I said while looking in the fridge. I closed the fridge and turned to Gwen, "No offense to the old people, but why does it feel like they were always old?" I asked and pulled myself to sit on the counter. "I don't mind it," Gwen said getting a cup of water.

"Oh, morning Aunt Vera, I made you some coffee," Gwen said pouring a mug. Aunt Vera smiled "Thank you, Dear, how did you girls sleep?" she asked. "Oh I slept fine, your bed is really comfortable," I said with a smile, Aunt Vera smiled back and took a drink of her coffee. "Where is Max?" I looked around and realized Grandpa wasn't anywhere in sight. "He said he was gonna go on an early walk," Gwen said.

"Oh, that sounds like a good idea, who wants to tag along?" I shrugged and hopped off the counter. "I think I'll stay here, maybe find some breakfast," Gwen said. I and Aunt Vera nodded and then left, we walked down the sidewalk in silence.

As we walked I looked around, nobody was out, I know it was early but late enough for people to be up. This made me kinda uneasy and I moved a little closer to Aunt Vera. "What did you dream about?" "Huh?" I looked up at Aunt Vera not sure I heard her right. "What did you dream about last night Jen?" she repeated, "Oh, I can't really remember too much, but there were voices, broken glass, and...and some type of green ooze," I said trying my best to remember.

I closed my eyes, I really was trying, but I wasn't sure why. "Watch out!" I was quickly grabbed and Aunt Vera pulled me to her chest. I was shocked and heard hissing, it was from some old people. They had been playing a game of shuffleboard, but now they were shooting pucks at us. "Come on!" Aunt Vera grabbed my hand and we started running, but the old people were in pursuit. "Aunt Vera, what's going on?" I asked while dodging pucks. Aunt Vera pulled me out of sight and kept me close, "Things aren't what they seem Dear." she said.

"Jen, Vera, what's going on?" I turned and saw Grandpa. "Grandpa, the old people are some kind of alien." I said, "I know, come here, I'll keep you safe." Grandpa hissed and his arms stretched out toward me and Aunt Vera. "I don't think so!" Aunt Vera moved in front of me and high-kicked the alien's hands away. "This way!" we started running and Aunt Vera led me to a fenced area.

"Aunt Vera, we are gonna be cornered!" I cried, "Not while I'm here." Aunt Vera picked me up and flipped over the fence. We landed and Aunt Vera set me down, my eyes were wide. "Jen, move aside." Aunt Vera ordered and once I moved she pushed a dumpster against the gate of the fence."Quick, we need to open this door." I shook my shock away and saw there was a trap door. I heard hissing and knew what I needed to do.

Vera pov

"Aunt Vera move!" I turned and saw Jen had some type of gun. I moved and she shot the door, it melted into nothing and we jumped down the tunnel. We fell and I pulled Jen close and landed with her in my arms. I set Jen down and she looked shocked. I smiled "No time to explain Dear, we gotta save everyone. Now, what do you got in your arsenal to help with that?" I asked with my hands on my hips.

Jen skilled for a moment before gaining a wide smile. She pulled up an orange screen and clicked on a few things, then an advanced motorbike materialized right before my eyes. I smirked "Get on." Jen got behind me and I revved the engine covering the aliens in dust.

We then raced down the tunnel, luckily I knew where we were going. I looked back and saw we lost the aliens, but I didn't slow down. "Aunt Vera, I don't know what's going on, but you are awesome," Jen said and hugged me. "Aww, thank you, Jen, now hold tight." I recited an incantation and put a shield around us, then went full speed.

I crashed through the arcade the aliens put up and landed in an area full of pods. I turned the bike to its side just barely missing a pod with Max in it. "What happened to everyone?" I looked at Jen and frowned, "They're being prepared to be dinner." I said and headed straight for the ship. I opened it and saw pods already loaded, "Aunt Vera, we got company!" Jen called.

I rushed back out and saw the aliens approaching, "Oh no, they found the ship, we need to leave now!" one cried and attempted to grab a pod. "I don't think so!" I turned just in time to see Jen tap something on her screen and transform. Jen transformed into a Pyronite, but that wouldn't be much use. "No, Jen, they thrive on heat, you can't help as a Pyronite," I said and got ready to recite another incantation.

"Who said I was using my fire on them?" I looked back to Jen, she fired at the underground water line. It began to rain on us and the aliens melted leaving us standing alone. "Now to take care of the pods." "I can handle that one Dear," I closed my eyes and focused my energy. "Wow, they're glowing purple." I heard Jen say, I then recited an incantation and sent everyone back to their condo.

I opened my eyes and saw Jen beaming with joy and curiosity. I approached Jen and put an arm around her shoulder, "Ready for an explanation?" I asked and started walking. "Heck yes I am, I want all the tea don't spare a drop," Jen said and it made me laugh.

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Jen pov

"Now don't be strangers." Aunt Vera said and hugged Grandpa. "We won't, bye Vera." he said and walked away, "Bye Aunt Vera, it was nice seeing you." Gwen said and hugged her, "Bye Gwen." Aunt Vera said.

Gwen walked away and I stepped up to Aunt Vera, "You especially don't be a stranger Jen," Aunt Vera said and I nodded. "I won't, and thanks Aunt Vera, for everything," I said hugging her right. Aunt Vera hugged back, "Your welcome, Dear," I pulled away and headed for the RV. "Oh yeah, Jen," I turned back to Aunt Vera. "Everything happens for a reason, and it can hurt." Aunt Vera said and I was a little confused.

I simply nodded and got on the RV, and went to the back. I climbed on my bed, "What do you think she meant by that Bleep?" I asked pulling up my screen to watch a movie. "I cannot be sure, but she left you these." Bleep rolled out of my bag with a bag of candies. There was a not attached and I grabbed it, "It you ever need to remember - Aunt Vera" I read and looked at the bag. I put my screen away, "No pain no gain." I said and are one of the candies.

#ben 10 #gwen tennyson #kevin levin #max tennyson #Albedo #Azmuth #Genderbend #Jen 10 #Gwevin #Alben #Ben x Albedo

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maxjellopower · 3 years ago

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#April 2022 #maxjellopower #maxjello #max jello #max jello power #universal studios #Hollywood #vampires #book lovers #amusement parks #nosferatu #red velvet #red lips #blue hair #black velvet

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seawitchbeachgoth · 4 years ago

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08 July 2020

#coffee #matcha #beach goth #summer goth #max jello power #max jello #goth nails #summer nails #black heart #black craft cult #blackcraftcult #mermaid #galaxy #queer #lgbtq #neon green

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crowley-in-arkham · 3 years ago

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Dr. Crowley, what are some of your favorite foods? And alternatively, what are some foods you can’t stand?

I have a spare moment, it's been a bit hectic all day; Arkham is having an outage and most of the guards are in the process of rounding up the escapees. Unfortunately, the max security wing runs on a separate power system and goes into lockdown when there's an outage, so I've been locked in my office with a bitter Jonathan Crane, a nervous wreck of a Jervis Tetch, and a scolding and, dare I say, insufferable Edward Nygma. He's seldom ever this bad.

Food, that's a bit of a tough one. I've been quite a few places in my, albeit short, time alive. I'd have to say pecan pie and hazelnut gelato remains at the precipice of my favorite desserts, next to baklava and meringue cookies I think.

For savory dishes, I'm partial to a good jagerschnitzel or hot bulgolgi, but sometimes you can't beat the comforting taste of a reversed seared steak or a pulled pork sandwich fresh off the grill.

For breakfast, I tend to make blini and crepes more often than anything else, but sunny-side-up eggs, french toast, and a good breakfast sausage hold a special place in my little heart. Even if I don't really care for maple syrup.

I'd have to say, strawberries and peaches might be my favorite fruit-- oh, I could go on forever about the food I love, but I'll save you the earful.

For the food I can't stand, it's a far less extensive list. I'm not too fond of most jello, and I can't stand Brussels sprouts, even as an adult; I'm not too fond of marshmallow treats like rice-crispy treats- but I love popcorn balls on Halloween for some reason. Maybe they're too different to compare.

Well, I've forced Crane to endure Nygma's ranting for long enough; I can't wait to let them out of here.

#crowley answers #arkham asylum #dc universe #dc comics #batman rogues #batman villains #dc #gotham rogues #working at arkham #jonathan crane #crowley in arkham #edward nygma #jervis tetch #mad hatter #scarecrow #riddler #dr crowley #food

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lee-scribbles-and-doodles · 3 years ago

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I caved and got season 2 so....

S2 e1 reaction

The tutorial is a cute reference to the first episode.

The graphics are decent... Sam's ears wobble around.

Asdfghh Max policing Sam's vocabulary

Mr. Spatula is evil now?

"Like a sociopath or a Fox newscaster!"

Why are there tire tracks on wall???

Flint Paper!!!

The Maintron has turned on us!

"--but I don't think about throwing you out with the trash. Often. For very long."

Leonard IS STILL IN THE CLOSET

Jar O'Bliss

Maimtron: (trying to kill us)

Also Maimtron: (Pleasently converses with us)

Charlie's Angels reference???

Ok yeah I had a feeling we had to pull his wind-up key

Wait... are we going to kill Santa???

Omg, omg, we're fighting Santa. I love this!

Dear God not the soda popper again

I appreciate that Sam and Max seem to hate them as much as me

"Sam, why am I the only one to associate Christmas with the sound of gunfire?"

Yeeees I can throw snowballs at them!

"The snow will turn red with the blood of the naughty!"

Max jumping on the trampoline ♡

Asdfff the elf wants us to make her cry

Tor-tortue me Elmer!?

Aw Max jumped on Sam's shoulders while going up to topiary ♡

Santa has a reundeer rug!?

We're just stealing all of his shit while he shoots at the two elves

Sybil isn't home :( ...Well, considering her building got thrown she might be down the street.

"Quiet headknuckle."

Bosco screaming everytime someone says "them" is lovely

Oooh, we can go into Stinky's

Girl Stinky pretty 🥰

Oh, Sybil and Abe are here!

"Attacking with sanitation... That's just plain dirty!"

I love Sybil and the way she tolerates the boys

Pfft Abe has a MySpace page. I guess this did come out in the early 2000s

Oooh, girl stinky called Sam "fido" and he didn't like it.

Pfft, Girl Stinky is just using trivia to harass everyone and feel superior

"Uh oh Max, I think the c.o.p.s. may have been educational toys." "I knew there was a reason I didn't like them."

Oh cool, Punch Out

I guess we just have to leave poor Jimmy there for now

We... stole Stinky's sock???

Aw, Bosco is worried about the boys when they and his package disappeared

Wait... so the elf was possessed, not Santa???

Oh, that's what her sock is for.

Why are the spirits of Christmas in a beer bottle

I like the hippie Santa

"Don't I Crack you up now, Sam?" LOL, present Max being jealous of future Max

"What's he going to do? Give him the silent treatment?" "..." "No! Stop!! Please!!!" "Never underestimate the power of passive aggression, Max."

"Ohoho, Max. You and Sam will be dead soon enough." 👀

Well... those tourettes jokes haven't aged well. 🙃 hopefully it'll get replaced in the remaster

Anyway, I think I know how to save Jimmy

Aw, Jimmy and his wife's reunion is cute

Asdff Max just boots him

The demon is actually kinda cute looking

Santa why would you eat demon jello!

"Why won't you just die!" I feel the same about the soda poppers Max

Aw, the boys are going to deliver the toys

Minus the tourettes jokes the episode was decent. Seriously hope they remove those in the remaster. I'm sure the next episode will be better

#sam and max #freelance husbands #sam and max freelance police #sam & max freelance police #sam & max #freelance police #girl stinky #sybil pandemik #jimmy two teeth #bosco #lee plays sam and max

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takemebacktowheniwassane · 3 years ago

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Oh, Incorrect Quotes Generator

Alana: Anyone d-

Connor: Depressed?

Jared: Drained?

Evan: Dumb?

Alana: -done with their work... what is wrong with you people...

This one's a bit more?? Um?? Non-kid friendly TTvTT

Zoe: Guys, is having a penis fun?

Connor: It has its ups and downs.

Evan: It's gets a little hard sometimes.

Jared: IT'S A PAIN IN THE ASS!

Zoe: Jesus fuck, you guys.

Evan: You're a loose cannon, Jared.

Jared: No, I'm not. I'm a cannon, maybe. But a loose cannon? Is that what you think of me?

Alana: I think you play by your own rules.

Zoe: No way, he thinks rules were meant to be broken.

Evan: Those are all attributes of a loose cannon.

Jared: No, I'm just a reckless renegade. Connor is the real loose cannon.

Connor: *Smashes a chair*

Evan, trying to convince Connor to join the group: You know... I just thought it'd be good to have someone to come along who's... strong!

Alana: And loud!

Zoe: And grumpy!

Jared: And oblivious to reality!

Connor:

Alana: What did you guys get in your yearbooks?

Zoe: 'Prettiest smile!' :)

Evan: 'Nicest personality!' :)

Jared: 'Most likely to start a bar fight.'

Connor: 'Least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one.'

Zoe: Bridge the generation gap by combining old and new slang into one!

Evan: Tubular AF!

Alana: Mood to the max!

Connor, annoyed: Groovy, I hate it.

Jared, just as annoyed: If she breathes she's a square.

Evan: You KIDNAPPED Connor?! That's illegal!!

Jared: But Evan, what's more illegal? Briefly inconveniencing Connor, or destroying our dreams?

Evan: Kidnapping Connor, Jared!!

Zoe: Evan, listen, whatever I may think of you right now- these people need you to inspire them!

Evan: What, to KIDNAP PEOPLE?!?!

Zoe: To work together!

Evan: TO KIDNAP PEOPLE!?!?

Jared: Evan, I thought we both agreed, a stoner is not a people.

Alana: Evan, stop! This isn't you! You've gone mad with power!

Evan: Well, of course I have.

Evan: Have you ever tried going mad without power?

Evan: It's boring.

Evan: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.--

Jared: What was that??

Evan: Remorse code.

Jared: I'm even angrier at you now.

Connor, high off his ass: I'm at least 10 times funnier and sexier than you.

Evan: But 10 times 0 is just 0.

Zoe: Then I guess the jokes on you, because he can't do math.

Jared: I can explain.

Evan: Can you?

Jared: If you give me 30 seconds to think of a lie.

Jared: If you were to vacuum up jello, it'd make a neat noise.

Evan: I beg to differ.

Jared: Then beg.

Jared: This is such a bad idea.

Evan: Then why are you coming along?

Jared: One of us needs to be able to talk the cops out of arresting us when this all goes terribly wrong.

Connor: *Accidentally hits Jared in the face*

Connor: *Can't decide between saying 'I'm fucking sorry', and 'Are you okay'*

Connor: ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY??

Evan: What is wrong with you?!

Evan: This is bothering me.

Jared: Well, you are digging up a corpse.

Evan: No, not that. That's, uh, pretty par for the course, actually.

Jared: You're the love of my life, and my best friend. I would do anything for you.

Evan: I want you to eat three meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule.

Jared: Absolutely not.

Jared: I was arrested for being too cool.

Connor: The charges were dropped due to lack of supporting evidence.

Jared: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I'll wait.

Evan: You and me.

Jared, tearing up: Okay.

Jared: God, give me patience.

Connor: I think you mean strength.

Jared: If God gave me strength, then you'd be double dead.

Connor: I prevented a murder today.

Alana: Really? How did you do that?

Connor: Self control.

Jared: I am not out of control! I am a law abiding citizen!

Evan: Name one law.

Jared: Don't kill people?

Evan: That one's on me. I set the bar too low.

Alana: Whaddaya call a fish with no eye?

Jared, not looking up from his phone: Myxine Circifrons.

Alana:

Alana: A fsh

Evan: I turned out perfectly fine!

Zoe: This morning you thought a ghost made your toast!

Evan: I DIDN'T PUT THE BREAD IN, Y O U DIDN'T PUT THE BREAD IN-

Jared: WHAT'S YOUR TYPE

Evan: Anything, honestly. But nerds especially.

Jared, desperately as Evan bleeds out: YOUR B L O O D TYPE

Evan: Oh! B positive.

Jared: DON'T TRY TO CHEER ME UP, JUST TELL ME YOUR BLOOD TYPE

Evan:

Evan: It's dark in here...

Jared: Don't worry dude, I've got this

Jared: *Stomps his foot on the ground*

Jared: *Heelies light up*

Evan: Treat spiders the way YOU want to be treated!

Jared: Killed without hesitation.

Alana & Evan, simultaneously: nO-

Miguel: Let's watch Sharkboy and Lavagirl.

Connor: Okay?

Miguel: And make out during the scary parts.

Connor: The-

Connor: The scary parts-

Connor: Of Sharkboy and Lavagirl?

Evan: Can you PLEASE be serious for 5 minutes??

Jared: My record is 4, but I think I can do it.

Evan: So that's my plan.

Jared: Are you fine with constructive criticism? I don't want to sound mean.

Evan: Sure, go ahead.

Jared: It fucking sucks.

Evan: That's not constructive criticism.

Jared: Fuck.

Alana: We've got to work on your cursing.

Jared: Why? I'm pretty good at cursing already.

Connor: Lol heads up if you try to make a candle with food coloring, the food coloring will just sink to the bottom of the glass, and when the flame eventually reaches the bottom all the food coloring will catch fire and become one giant tall flame that you cannot possibly blow out and the glass will start to crack and then you'll throw your tea on it in a panic and then the extremely hot food coloring will boil and sizzle horribly and then the glass will shatter. Please take my word on this lmfao

Evan: What did you do-?

Connor: A MISTAKE-

Larry, with his back turned: I've been expecting you.

Connor: How did you do that without turning around?

Larry: I'm gonna be honest, the first couple of people I did that to were not you.

Evan: How petty can you get??

Jared: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument I was wrong about.

Jared: Today is a day of running through hurdles.

Alana: Aren't you supposed to jump OVER hurdles?

Jared: Whatever. Fear is only something to be afraid of if you let it scare you.

Jared: May I sit there?

Evan: That's my lap.

Jared: That doesn't answer my question, Evan.

Jared: So.. are we flirting right now?

Connor: I'm LITERALLY stabbing you.

Jared:

Jared: That does not answer the question

Aftermath of the last one- lmfao-

Evan: I'm begging you, please go to the hospital-

Jared: Oh, i'm sorry, is this OUR stab wound? Stay out of it.

Jared: Do you have any skeletons in your closet?

Connor: Do you mean literally or figuratively?

Jared: The fact that I have to specify...

Evan: Jail is no fun. I'll tell you that much.

Connor: Oh, you've been?

Evan: Once. In Monopoly.

Evan: Your right.

Jared: That's... an unusual phrase for you. Did you just learn it?

Jared: Petition to remove the 'd' from Wednesday.

Connor, high: Wednesay.

Jared: Not what I had in mind, but i'm flexible.

Alana: Man.. I only ever see you awake. Don't you ever shut down or stop running?

Jared: Oh, i'm always running.

Jared: The question is from what.

Evan: Top 30 reasons why Evan is super sorry! ..Number 5 might surprise you!

Jared: Top 30 anime deaths. Number One: YOUR FUCKING ASS RIGHT NOW!!

#deh dearevanhansen evanhansendeh connormurphydeh jaredkleinmandeh alanabeckdeh migueldeh zoemurphydeh larrymurphydeh kleinsen #conman kleinphy incorrectquotes lol

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writing-the-end · 4 years ago

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Loving LoL so far and was curious if you could give a complete list of every hermit and their magical affinity or if there was one somewhere ^^

So @theguardiansofredland is the genius that came up with all this but was too lazy to answer this himself so here’s what he copied and pasted to me. First failing in discord and then google docs. We share one braincell.

Check under the cut!

Wizards and their powers

Xisuma: Void magic. A catch all destruction magic. Can create small black holes that can suck up and destroy most anything. He can even specify what can get sucked into it. That way he doesn’t end up killing his friends.

EX: Supernova magic. Able to create light and giant bursts of hot plasma and gas. Like a sun but more light. Also can use more light based magic. Like creating a shield of plasma balls around him so whatever touches it will get hurt. Or can send out little homing missile balls of light.

TFC: Mineral Magic. By touching or ingesting metal or crystal he can gain different powers based off what the mineral is. For example Lapis lazuli can give him water breathing and malachite can give him water/storm magic. However these only have a max limit of an hour before he has to touch a charged crystal or metal again. He can charge crystals and metals in the moon light

Joe: Poetry magic. An inscription magic. He can make spells or summon creatures by making poems. The longer the poem the more powerful the spell. However what gives it true power and strength is the passion poured into the poem. He has to physically write the poem on paper for the spells to actually be cast

False: Blacksmith magic. Anything that can be made in a forge she can summon and control. She can also summon liquid, molten metal and burn people. And can heat the metal of the things she summons. The more things she summons the more energy it takes.

Stress: Ice magic. Can make and create anything out of ice. Even living statues of ice that can fight for her. Also can summon icy winds and snow. Can frost over the floor to make it ice, and create huge ice sculptures and icicles. She herself however is not immune to the cold. And enough fire can easily put her power to shame.

Cleo: Underworld magic. Has control of ghosts, ghouls, skeletons, the undead, and anything pertaining to the underworld. Can make things rapidly decay and die if she so chooses. But she has to touch them in order to do it. She can release a terrifying scream that paralyzes any who hears it for a few seconds. Up to a max of 1 minute. However it does mean everyone, even allies.

Zed: Shepherd magic. Basically like the pied piper. Can have any animal or creature aid him Disney princess style. He can also have them fight for him like Pokémon. This is all creatures, even the mythical ones. He can even use his magic to control people. However this takes a lot of energy.

Tango: Hellbound magic. He can summon demons and other beings from hell. But his main thing is calling upon the power of the demons and can transform into something like a demon. With increased power, new abilities and power, but most importantly (to him) wings that let him fly and fire magic.

Impulse: Detonation magic. Explosions motherfucker. He make things go boom. Can create a myriad of bombs and explosives. He can also create explosions from his hands. Charging explosions and then letting them go boom right when he needs them to. However it is limited to his hands. But with this powers he can propel himself forward and up and all over the place. Launching himself through the air. He can however run out of juice very easily and fast. It’s like sprinting at full speed. You can practice to do it for longer but it still wears you the fuck out. If he gets too drained he can end up passing out or throwing up.

Cub: Portal magic. Can create portals to other places. (Like wormholes) Can even jump dimensions with enough studying. However the longer the distance the more power used. He needs to concentrate or else the portal will end up someplace random.

Scar: Terraforming magic. Can manipulate any element and thing to his whim. He can make mountains out of molehills, and change and terraform anything. But he really is only good at terraforming Earth, Flora, and Water on a large scale.

Doc: Puppeteer magic. He can puppet/posses creatures and objects. It’s like Zedaph’s but not as limited. And it’s powerful. Able to control people and things like machines. He can even give them buffs and powers. Even see through their eyes and control them like a first person video game. However this leaves him standing in a trance wherever his true body is. Leaving him open to attacks. And for the people he’s puppeting, he has to have line of sight on them.

Ren: Imagination magic. Can make up spells and create anything using his imagination. Oh you want a water bottle? He’ll just summon one with his mind creativity. His most powerful ability however is to copy and use another person’s magic. He can only use it for about an hour before it disappears. And he has to make contact with the person he wants to copy. He can do this by touching them or gaining a small bit of them. Like a hair, a piece of their clothing. As long as it has come into contact with the person he can use it. However he has to use it carefully and not too much or else it can backfire bad. He has Wolf ears and a tail cause he copied someone with werewolf magic but he performed the spell wrong. But instead of starting over he pushed on with the botched spell. And now his canine parts are a consequence of that.

Jevin: Slime magic. Can create warriors of jelly to fight for him (like lapis does with creating warriors out of water) as well as create walls made out of slime. Or slow down people by shooting it at their feet. He can use extra sticky slime to stick people or objects to walls and surfaces. But other than the sticky slime, the slime can be easily destroyed. Having the consistency of Jello

Keralis: Insect magic. Can have abilities of insects! Giant moth wings, venom, spider legs, able to have ant strength (like lifting 10 times his own body weight). However he can only use the powers if he eats the insect. So you’ll see him just drinking mango and moth smoothies and nomming on baked crickets.

Bdubs: Plant magic. Able to grow, control and take on the abilities of plants and fungi. He can even turn his limbs into vines and tree branches. The bigger sized and more plentiful amount of plants take a more concentration. And plants are not immune to fire or blades. And if the plants are coming from bdubs’ body, if they get cut or burned it hurts him. The plants sprouting from his body acting like extra limbs.

Iskall: Radiation/Nuclear magic. Can create a nuclear substance (iskallium) that can burn through things like acid or thermite. Can also channel this into bolts of radioactive lightning or fire. He can’t overdo it tho. He’ll end up getting weaker and even at points be paralyzed for a good bit if he uses too much energy/magic

Mumbo: Redstone and Electricity magic. A rare thing to have 2 types of magic. But he has it. He can create almost anything out of redstone (both animated and statue like Stress) and can use it as a conductor for his electricity. But he has poor control over his magic. Going into magic surges where his magic goes out of control. If he gets more worked up or overwhelmed the problem only gets worse.

Grian: Sky Angel Magic. One of the rarest magic in the world. He has extremely powerful wind and storm magic. Summoning storms and creating blades that shred through everything. But he also has tremendous healing abilities. Able to make people feel energized again or physically heal their wounds. He can sprout wings that allow him to fly and he can create currents under his wings so he goes even faster. A last ditch power surge is his archangel mode. Gaining a boost in power and radiating blinding light from himself. It’s like looking at the sun. His powers are boosted and he gains light magic. However afterwards it leaves him completely drained and he is usually asleep for a few days. Grian is also very fragile. A glass canon if you will.

Etho: Shadow magic. Can slip and disappear into the shadows. Can use the shadows around him to create temporary weapons and diversions/illusions. With enough power he can even turn his physical body into shadows, making it hard to strike him. However, shadows need light. And he is powerless in darkness.

xB: Whirlpool magic! Can create whirlpools and small typhoons. To either harm or suck in unsuspecting people and ships. He has the basic Kipling abilities of water bending (I couldn’t think of a better explanation). But as a deep water Kipling, his eyes are very sensitive to light. At night he glows brighter than a sea lantern. Sharp claws and teeth allow him to draw in prey.

Beef: Taurus magic. Able to use the powers of the mythical bull as well as transform into it. He can also transform into more powerful beasts. However he needs to keep his emotions in check or else he’ll lose control of himself and become full beast, losing sentience and will. It takes a while for him to return. His kind nature conflicts with his magic, making it hard to stay in control when using lots of magic

#Light of lairyon #LoL #hermitcraft #hermitblr #wizard au

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alison-anonymous · 5 years ago

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flawsome bandits pt. 8 ♡ sonic

Flawsome Revivals

Very important note that I would love for all of you to read at the end ♡

Warnings - much angst! Mention of death, FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF

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This couldn’t be happening. It was insane how Y/n’s worst fear was something tangible. Something that she could feel as she pressed her fingers against Sonic’s slowing pulse.

She was losing him… again.

Because she was a coward.

The tears refused to stop. Even when a crowd of concerned Green Hill citizens began to abandon their late night dinners and see why this glowing ice blue hedgehog was crying over another one that they could only identify as Crazy Carl’s Blue Devil. Even when Tom and Maddie finally made it back to the scene and felt their own hearts begin breaking as they watched their daughter begin to sob over Sonic’s body. Even when the Egghead responsible for all of this began to make his dramatic descent out of the portal and took a moment to bask in the glory of their defeat. Her tears dripped onto Sonic’s fur as he tried his best to work his way out of unconsciousness, to let his crush know that he was alright, but his limbs felt like jello.

“P-please, Sonic…” Y/n sniffled. “Ge-get up…”

“Well, looky here! Bonnie lost her Clyde, oh, the humanity!” He let out his signature evil chuckle, raising his goggles on to his forehead. “You are such astonishing creatures, aren’t you?” On the ground before him, Tom caught sight of the bag of golden rings. He slyly picked them up and kept a close eye on the scene taking place before him as Y/n slowly raised her head up from Sonic to stare at the evil man in the drone.

The tears continued to stream endlessly down her face as her gaze hardened.

“It’ll be amazing to take you back to the lab to perform some exploratory procedures. Any last words, Bonnie? Clyde?” He waited for a moment as the ice blue hedgehog’s grip on Sonic’s side tightened.

“Go. To. Hell.” Y/n snarled, somehow managing not to choke on her tears. Her e/c irises began to glow a mystical blue as her emotions began to take a toll on her. Eggman’s eyes raised a little in surprise. Funny, he thought Sonic was the only one whose powers were affected by emotion. He shrugged and plopped his goggles back on.

“I can’t tell you how many procedures have been made possible by animal testing. And how am I supposed to one-up others in my scientific discoveries if I’m in hell, hmm?” The whole time he was bragging, he didn’t notice Tom appear behind him and jump onto his drone. Y/n watched from her spot next to Sonic, putting her acting skills to the test. Tom was quick to punch Eggman in the face mid-sentence, initiating a very brave mini-battle between the two until Tom got thrown out onto the ground, groaning in pain. Watching Tom get shoved onto the pavement like that only made Y/n’s emotions grow more fierce as her body began to hum without any use of her vocal chords, an electric light blue pigment beginning to radiate off of her.

“Why would you throw your life away for such useless things? You know, that’s why I don’t have friends.” Eggman rolled his eyes. Y/n’s eyes arched into slits, but for once she actually didn’t have to say anything as the townspeople began to gather around in an attempt to fight off the man. Apparently Tom had somehow gotten the word out already that the second hedgehog was his daughter, as even Crazy Carl was pulling out a chainsaw in order to defend the two.

“You leave those kids alone!” He revved it up.

During all of the ruckus, Y/n had been keeping one of her hands on Sonic’s neck in order to track his pulse, and her heart stopped dead once she realized… it wasn’t there anymore. Panic began to set in as she quickly turned him onto his back, shaking him roughly by the shoulders.

“Sonic? Sonic! No, no, no, no, no, no…” The tears began to spill down even faster as she shook him, every second with no response causing her heart to shatter a little more. “Please! I can’t lose you again…”

Tom, Maddie, and the Green Hills citizens felt their own hearts break as they watched the scene unfold. Y/n’s body practically toppled on top of him as she pressed her forehead against his, her back racking with the sobs.

Sonic… was gone.

“I don’t mean to be indelicate here, but someone should gather up a tub of ice. Keep the body fresh.” Eggman just had to chime in. His words only made Y/n cry worse, in her fit not noticing how her body began to hum the tune she usually sang. Her tears got soaked up into Sonic’s fur, in turn beginning to make his fur hum in return. Were her abilities… healing him? But how could that be possible? Could her powers be deterred due to the emotions she was going through?

“I’m so sorry, Sonic…” She whispered, just quietly enough that he would have been able to hear. “I’m such an idiot…”

“Oh please, he was just a silly little alien! And so is she, regardless of pre-biology! They don’t belong here!” Robotnik cried out in frustration, angered that a death was getting involved in his plans to take the two and go. His insensitivity struck a flame in Tom as he turned towards the man, jaw clenched.

“Those little aliens know more about being human than you ever will. And they aren’t Bonnie and Clyde, their names are Sonic and Y/n. This is their home.” All the while he was talking, Y/n was finally finding a way to say what she had always wanted to say to him, her words coming out as soon as Tom had finished his.

“...I love you, too.”

Sonic’s eyes burst open, supercharged with energy. Electric blue bolts of lightning shot furiously out of his body, enveloping him in the light as he slowly began to rise to his feet. Y/n broke out into a tearful grin as she quickly scrambled to her feet, watching in amazement as the lightning cast brilliant blue shadows across her face, her own body becoming luminescent with her own light, the hum growing louder by the second. Through the midst of the dramatic moment, Sonic’s electrified gaze met Y/n’s luminous one, and he winked.

Shit was about to go down.

“He’s all yours,” Tom spoke to the two, smiling thankfully as he pulled Maddie along with him to the sidelines, getting everyone to back up. Y/n turned back to her rightful side next to Sonic and they exchanged a small smile before turning back to the doctor, gazes hardening and powers maxing to the top. They saw a look cross over Eggman’s face that they hadn’t seen before as he calculated the effects of the two. They were both much more powerful than he had ever anticipated, super fueled by their emotions for one another and for the situation. One on one, he could have taken them. But combined?

Was he… intimidated?

“I think you have something that belongs to me,” Sonic spoke, forming a fist before him as it became supercharged with a clash of lightning. Y/n couldn’t help but swoon next to him, trying her best to recover from it before he noticed. Their combined electricity made Eggman’s drone begin to malfunction as he swerved in an attempt to regain control, Sonic’s bolts eating away at the control panel.

“These are our powers, and we’re not going to use them to run away anymore,” He glanced over at Y/n for approval, who responded by grabbing onto his hand. Another clash of electricity gobbled up their physical touch as Y/n’s abilities began to merge with his, making the adrenaline go through the roof for the two. “And we’re using it to protect our friends!”

Choosing to take the silent route, Eggman slowly began to ascend, pulling on out the lasers as the tension began to increase like crazy. The lasers slowly found their way to Y/n and Sonic’s body, beginning to line up on every single spot of their electrical fur, especially near the heart. Any normal person would have ducked and ran for cover. But instead?

They stood their ground, a slow smirk beginning to make its way across Y/n’s lips.

Sonic gently let go of her hand as he began to get down into a runner’s formation, the lasers following his every move. Y/n squared her feet, placing her fists out before her and channeling all of her power (supercharged with Sonic’s) into her body, beginning to hum her signature tune slowly and methodically. The second that he launched his missiles, the two took off, racing and flying through the air. They had been practicing communicating without words for years and learning body cues, so the second that Y/n saw Sonic jump from the wall of a building to Eggman’s ship, she knew exactly what to do. With their combined forces, they began to pummel the ship by jumping from the walls and onto the ship and back again so quickly that they became nothing but electrical blurs in a moment, setting the whole city up with light. Robotnik did his best to take cover as the windows began to break from their impact, trying not to admit that fear was rising in his chest.

Finally, the two skidded to a stop a couple meters away from him, making quick look-overs to assure that they were alright.

“Oh, now you’ve done it!” Robotnik scoffed angrily.

“News flash, Egghead! We’re not leaving earth. You are. Star Chaser?” He looked over at his partner in crime, who flashed him a knowing smile.

“But of course! Donut Lord?” She turned to her father just as he pulled out one of the rings. He sent them a wink and threw the ring straight behind Robotnik’s ship. Robotnik fueled up his ship and launched it forward with just as much flame as his fury at the same time that Y/n and Sonic began racing towards it. In slow motion, the two began to form the position that Longclaw had taught them a very long time ago in order to use both of their powers to the fullest extent. While Sonic curled up into a ball, Y/n used her powers to float behind him, and used all of her might to give him a super charged push, sending him flying into Robotnik’s ship. As time fell back into place, Sonic burst into the nose of the ship, their combined power causing the entire drone to crumble into pieces, sending Robotnik’s screaming figure straight into the portal to Mushroom Land. The portal closed with a blinding bright light and Sonic and Y/n gradually powered down as the city erupted into applause.

Sonic turned to his partner and gave her the cutest heartfelt smile she had ever seen, holding his arms out wide. She let out a tearful chuckle, e/c eyes returning to normal as she crashed into him, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist and burying her face into his shoulder.

He was alive. And he was okay.

Tom and Maddie jogged their way over to the two just as they reluctantly pulled away, cheeks beginning to turn a bright red as they realized they were going to have to talk soon.

“You did it!” Tom cheered ecstatically.

“No, WE did it,” Sonic corrected, smiling at the two. Tom held up his hand proudly, and Y/n and Sonic jumped up and had a classic Three-Musketeers-inspired high five. A huge smile spread across his lips, and in his ecstatic happy fit, he did the only thing he could think of.

He picked Y/n up by the waist and spun her around.

Y/n was shocked at first, but gradually began to relax into it, letting out a gleeful giggle until Tom cleared his throat and they both froze, Sonic holding Y/n up and her hands resting on the top of his head. Tom raised an eyebrow and Sonic quickly set her down, sheepishly putting his hands behind his back and smiling innocently.

“Ugh, Dad,” Y/n rolled her eyes, but smirked at her father. He simply shrugged.

“Just doing what dads do, kiddo.”

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A few days after the showdown, Tom and Maddie were enjoying a nice, quiet Monday when a loud knock came at their front door. The couple approached the door with caution, glancing at each other skeptically. Who would be coming to their door this late in the afternoon? They swung the door open to reveal a man in a very official looking uniform holding an envelope with two men in military uniforms standing guard by his vehicle. The man gave them a warm smile, causing the skin around his eyes to wrinkle.

“Good day. Are you Mr. and Mrs. Wachowski?” He asked in a deep voice.

“Uh, yep, that’s us,” Tom replied. The man held out the white envelope to the two.

“A token of appreciation on behalf of your keeping quiet about recent incidents that never occurred.” A bit condescending, but who were they to decline a free compensation from the government, am I right? The two chuckled in surprise, Tom taking the envelope from the man and smiling at his wife.

“Wow, wonder what it is?”

“Money to fix the house?” Maddie suggested, her mind instantly going to the wreck that had been left in their place after their first run in with the crazy doctor. Tom nodded.

“Or a letter from the president?” He asked. The man simply smiled.

“You’ll see.” Tom finally ripped the envelope open and pulled out a slim piece of folded parchment. He smiled excitedly at his wife and flipped it open to reveal…

“A… fifty dollar gift card to Olive Garden?”

“Have you tried the Never Ending Pasta Bowl?” The man asked, paying no mind to their obvious dejected expressions. “It never ends!” The two nodded awkwardly until Maddie finally broke the silence.

“Yep, well, thank you! We really appreciate the gesture.” The man nodded and turned to leave right before a question popped into Tom’s head.

“Oh, hey, I guess we can close the file on that Robotnik guy, right?”

“I’m sorry, sir, but no such person exists or ever has existed.” He said blatantly, adding an emphasis to the final part.Tom nodded, clicking his tongue.

“Wish that were true.”

“You haven’t by any chance been in recent contact with two, oh, I don’t know, exotically colored alien creatures, have you?” The man asked, using small hand gestures as he spoke. It was quite obvious who he was talking about. “We would love to have a chat with them sometime, very casual. Maybe a brunch, perhaps.”

Yes. Yes. They would take two very powerful alien hedgehogs who sent an evil doctor to another dimension to brunch. Totes casual.

Yep.

“Oh, you mean the Bonnie and Clyde hedgehogs?” Tom finally asked, allowing the images of his foster daughter and Sonic to pop up in his brain. The man excitedly nodded. “Oh, no, no. Haven’t spoken to the two of them since the incident and probably won’t ever hear from them again.” The man stayed silent for a moment, not doing a very good job at hiding his skepticism as even when they bid their farewells and closed the door, he remained staring through the cracks until the door was shut in his face.

“To be honest, I’m pretty pumped about that Pasta Bowl,” Tom chuckled as the two began to walk back into their living room where their dog rested on the couch next to a certain ice blue hedgehog.

“Not if I eat it first,” she teased, e/c eyes glittering at the mention of food. Sonic’s head popped up from behind the couch and he folded his arms across the top of Y/n’s head, making her ears go to the sides.

“So, you guys wanna watch a movie, or what?” He asked.

“Sorry, bud,” Maddie sighed, leaning into her husband’s side. “But it’s a school night. Time for you to go back to your cave.” Both Y/n and Sonic’s jaws dropped open, the defenses piling onto their tongues.

“What? Mom, come on!” Y/n protested.

“Yeah, it’s only three in the afternoon!”

“You know how you get when you’re tired. And besides, Y/n has some homework she needs to get done without any distractions.” The icy hedgehog’s cheeks burned a deep crimson as her mouth clamped shut. Maddie giggled at her daughter’s reaction, watching as Sonic sighed in defeat, and slid over the couch to begin walking towards the door. Y/n was quick to follow after him.

“I’m not like anything! You guys are so uncool! And I’m not distracting! Right, N/n?” He looked towards his partner in crime only to find her staring dreamily at him with her hand supporting her chin. She quickly snapped out of it once she realized he was staring at her.

“What? Oh, no, of course not! I concentrate just fine around you!” She lied like a sinner in church. A smirk formed on Sonic’s lips as he turned to grab on to the door handle.

“Hey, buddy, where are you going?” Tom asked, a knowing smile on his face. Sonic turned around and looked at the family in confusion.

“You said I have to go back to my cave.”

“We did,” Tom looked over to his daughter and gave her a warm grin. “Y/n?” She took her que with great excitement as she rushed over to her crush and grabbed his hand in hers, practically dragging him all the way up to the attic. As they entered the room, Maddie switched on the lights to reveal an (almost) exact replica of Sonic’s cave back in the woods with some personal touches like a racecar bed, some holiday lights, and some pictures that someone had taken on the great escapades of the Blue Blur, Star Chaser, and Donut Lord. Sonic’s jaw dropped open as he raced across the room, taking in the grand gesture with a pure heart.

“Oh my god… you guys did this?”

“Yep,” Tom and Maddie grinned next to their daughter. “You’re part of our family now, bud.” Sonic felt his heart melt at his words, it was all that he ever wanted. He jumped up onto his bed as the other joined in, Y/n and Sonic in between Tom and Maddie. They all exchanged a big group hug, savoring the sweetness of the moment.

“And Y/n’s room is right down the hall if you need anything,” Maddie chimed in.

“BUT don’t get any ideas,” Tom quickly burst in, making Y/n snort.

“Dad. Don’t make it weird.”

“It’s my job to make things weird.”

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What’s that? No? Flawsome Bandits ISN’T over yet? Even though Alison already reached the end of the movie plot line? That’s right, you incredible darlings, you! Flawsome Bandits is not ending at just 8 chapters! Now, I’m going to explain a little bit so please take the time to read this message. This next part of the story is going to revolve around what I am imagining a sequel to be like by analyzing the post-credit scenes of the movie and what I know about the very messy Sonic the Hedgehog plotline. That being said, it is NOT a sure thing that my ideas will become the very potential sequel. My main idea for the sequel is for Doctor Robotnik to be making his return to plot revenge against our favorite Bonnie and Clyde hedgehogs, but he can only make it back to the realm where Y/n and Sonic grew up and this will be how I introduce Knuckles into the story. I also plan to include Tails as well, and I’m still debating on whether or not to introduce Amy. Metal Sonic may or may not happen, but please let me know if you have any ideas of people or concepts you would like to see in these next chapters! I would love to have some suggestions as I’m looking for a love rival for Sonic (another character that falls for Y/n) and just to help bring more action to the plotline as a whole. There will also be TONS more fluff between Y/n and Sonic, so don’t worry, the gradual buildup was very necessary to prep you all for what’s coming ;) Needless to say, the next update might come a little later than how often I’ve been updating due to me still trying to figure out where I want to take this story. Like I said, suggestions are very welcome! I’ve been experiencing a little burnout, too, so perhaps taking a break to brainstorm with all of you is a good idea. Stay safe and bless all of you little darlings for sticking with me and supporting me through this flawsome journey. It is far from over yet! ;)

♡ a.a.

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bronskiibeat · 4 years ago

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Secrets Scared

Hello, this is a prompt fill, long time coming! Got a bit long, and I got a bit thinky. Requested by @catharrington Words: 2816 “Oh? Really? You thought we had a future? What gave you that idea.” (might have taken a little liberty with the phrasing though!) Thanks to the advice given by folks on this before I posted it, I’ve learned a lot. x

TW for: fighting, violence, abusive/toxic relationship.

Read on AO3 here!

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Steve wasn’t really sure why Billy insisted on the act. He knew the kind of trouble they’d both be in if it got out Steve Harrington was going with Billy Hargrove. But when it came to these people, the ones who had scooped Steve out of a Russian secret base, the one’s who had fought tooth and nail to keep Billy from being destroyed by the mind flayer, Steve didn’t know why they needed to keep up the act. He was pretty sure the kids knew, maybe even Joyce, who was sometimes painfully perceptive over dinner that Steve felt she might have some mind reading powers of her own. Other than a few comments about how Steve preferred hanging out with Billy now rather than them, or Joyce asking both Steve and Max if Billy wanted to join them for dinner, nobody said anything.

Until Dustin opened his huge ungodly mouth. “Steve!” Came the scream from the other side of the road, “Your boyfriend is here!”

Billy had heard, Steve could tell that from where he was smoking with Hopper on the porch, listening to the kids engage in some convoluted game across the road in the woods, as far as Hopper would let El go alone. He could tell Billy had heard Dustin because instead of his boyfriend calling his sister home, a cloud of rage with Billy’s face was wafting towards him across the drive, ire burning the front wisps of his hair.

Steve wanted to do something to alleviate the sudden increase in air pressure, so decided on shouting back to Dustin. “He’s not my boyfriend dickweed!”

Hopper cleared his throat, like an awkward uncle at a Christmas Party, stubbing out his cig to step inside. “Just need to ask Joyce about next week.” He said as he excused himself. So much for none of them knowing Steve thought to himself helplessly.

Before Steve could have another sensible thought, he was being lifted out of his chair, to land against the wall of the house, his head knocking back with a thud. Billy’s hands on his collar pushing him up higher than he could comfortably manage without having to push himself up onto his toes. “Billy?” He asked, eyes going wide as he took in the man before him. A face completely unfamiliar to Steve was staring back, the Billy he’d got so used to spending his days with was gone, replaced with the boy who had nearly killed him here last year.

Fear took over his confusion as this all registered like a feather sinking through lead, the thought that maybe he was back, it was open, quickly erased by Billy’s tight growl. “What the fuck have you told them?” He asked through gritted teeth. “Nothing, fuck Billy. Nothing!” Steve replied, grabbing at Billy’s wrists, as if that would make him let go in itself.

“Then why does Henderson think you’re my boyfriend?” He asked, pulling Steve’s collar higher for effect. He’d been through too many emotions to pick one that made sense, so Steve fell into what he knew the best: clowning. He smirked, eyebrows raised in challenge, “Well maybe because you are sweetcheeks.” He replied.

Humour didn’t carry him far and Steve had to choose another emotion quickly, red nose being knocked off by Billy pulling him closer only to shove him back into the house. “Billy, what the fuck?” He hissed, eyes glancing past him to see if the kids were around. “What. Did. You. Tell. Them.” Billy ground out, face millimetres from Steve’s own, the rage radiating from him catching, something equally hot now rising in Steve’s chest.

“Nothing. Maybe if we’d both said something to them they wouldn’t be speculating like they are now!” Steve snapped, having enough of being manhandled, pulling Billy’s arms off his shirt and pushing him forward to step around him to get some space.

“I can’t!” Billy shouted, making to grab Steve again, who dodged it and shoved him away roughly, putting a good couple of feet between them.

“Yes you can!” Steve replied as they stood watching each other, like two dogs circling, scoping out what was going to happen next. Steve stepped away again so his words would have space to come out, “Those kids keep bigger secrets already, you having a boyfriend is not gonna be a stitch on the fact one of them has magic powers.” He straightened his roughed-up shirt and ran fingers through his hair, “You’re just too scared.” He finished.

Steve was aiming for some sort of reassurance, but saw it land as mocking as Billy lunged towards him. It was as if they’d not spent a year together at all, Steve’s truths falling on deaf ears.

Having known Billy for a good few years now, and intimately so for the last one of those, Steve knew how Billy fought, all fists and big swings. So as Billy threw his whole weight behind his fist he grabbed hold of his arms, grappling to keep him from landing a hit. Steve always fought defensively, instead pushing and blocking rather than going in on Billy the way Billy seemingly wanted to on him, elbows and knees digging in where they could manage, hands still held mostly immobile by Steve. “Just fucking calm down!” Steve snapped as he held his boyfriend as still as he could manage. One of Billy’s knees pressing in his thigh made him let do and thump the other boy in the chest to be able to push him back and take a breath, hoping the other boy was done with his outburst. Steve and Billy were both used to a bit of roughhousing, they were a pair of 19 year olds after all, it would be weird if there wasn’t a bit of scrapping now and then. It always ended civilly, a grown-up conversation following the initial release of any pent-up emotions. They grappled, and pushed and pulled and tugged and grabbed, then talked and hugged and went about their lives. But this wasn’t happening on their own time, in their own house, and the fact they were here, at Joyce’s, with the kids just over the road, it was pushing anxiety round and round Steve’s chest.

“I’m scared?!” Billy shouted, voice cracking with something Steve didn’t have chance to work out, “Look at you! Fight back!” A fist met Steve’s nose then, sending the taste of blood to Steve’s mouth, and surprise up to his brain. He hadn’t expected that, other than that one time where Max saved his ass, Billy had never thrown a punch to land like that and it hurt, and not just his nose. Steve heard Billy still shouting, the words their own blows as he stumbled back to hit the side of the deck, worried for a moment he might fall off and smash his head. He felt like was walking on jello, his brain sloshing from side to side in his head like his skull was filled with water, he wasn’t sure his face hurt enough to warrant that response, the shock of actually being hit apparently having a lot to answer for.

Another voice brought him back to reality, it was Hopper. “Johnathan!” Came the shout. Steve thought that was weird, Johnathan had been inside making bread, he’d not just punched him in the face. As if Hopper’s voice had summoned the image of Byers, his field of vision was suddenly filled with Johnathan, snapping him back to his sense, fighting to get free from where Byers was holding him, suddenly finding the fight to get at Billy so he could give as good as he’d just gotten. “I hate you!” He shouted irrationally, pointing an accusing finger at Billy over Johnathan’s shoulder. The Billy who was seemingly doing the same from behind Hopper.

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Things had simmered, by simmered Steve meant since Hopper had thrown Billy into the shed and given him a piece of his mind and Joyce had forced Steve to sit on the sofa so she could clean his face and press some frozen peas on his nose. The kids had all gone home with Johnathan, El and Will were quietly drawing in his room at the back of the house.

Joyce was looking at him with those eyes, the ones she somehow only reserved for when Steve had his face kicked in. He knew she knew about him and Billy, and of anyone in his entire world, even more than Robin, he trusted her with it. He had the sudden need to say something, to acknowledge it. “Joyce?” His voice sounded so unfamiliar.

“Yeah honey?” “I love Billy.” He whispered, unexpected tears prickling at his eyes.

She smiled sadly, dropping herself to sit in the chair opposite, leaning her arms forward onto her knees. “I know you do Steve. But is this good?” She asked, eyebrows pointing to Steve’s nose that had just stopped bleeding. Joyce admitting she knew Steve loved Billy touched something raw in his chest and the tears in his eyes freed themselves, heading down his cheeks as he considered her question.

“This has only ever happened here.” He finally answered, a short wet laugh coming with the words, “And never since we’ve been going together, really since… it happened.” Now he’d spoken he felt the need to keep going. “He’s so scared of his dad finding out. He won’t… he won’t even tell Max because he so afraid.” He said, gaze reserved for his wringing hands.

Joyce nodded, recognising Steve’s need to just talk it out. “I can help you with that, both of you, whatever you need, you can come to me.” She said seriously, an expression Steve saw directed his way so infrequently but knowing each word was meant hard.

His attention was drawn to the back door opening, Billy stepping through ahead of Hopper. He looked as much of a state as Steve did. His nose wasn’t bloodied the way Steve was, but his eyes were red with tears, his cheeks stained with the tracks they’d taken down his cheeks. Hopper’s hand was at the back of his neck guiding him into the room.

Hopper cleared his throat, looking to Joyce for a quick eye contact conversation before pushing Billy gently towards Steve. “Mr Hargrove has something he’d like to say to you Steve.” He said before letting go and stepping outside. Joyce stood too, Steve’s eyes following her. Her eyebrows asked ‘You okay with me going?’, to which Steve replied with a nod, turning his attention to his socked feet, unable to bring his gaze round to Billy. Billy waited until they were alone before crossing the room, pointing at the sofa beside Steve. “Can I?” “No.” Steve said quietly, shaking his head and feeling pathetic for it, but hoping Billy would understand. He pointed at the chair Joyce had vacated, indicating Billy could sit there. Especially since the incident with the Russians, but really if he thought about it even before that, Steve would keep his personal space his own, not used to people wanting to invade it or touch him. Much less when he was already feeling vulnerable, he’d spoken to Billy about it before, when they were just starting to be friends, each with their respective Starcourt trauma to negotiate before they could even consider each other. But he knew Billy got it, he couldn’t stand to be touched then either, memories of it making it impossible for them to even lean up against each other on the sofa. But things had got better since then, they’d gotten used to the touch of one another, hands holding, feet meeting on the sofa, they were comfortable with each other now.

Steve remembered all this as he forced Billy to sit away from him, so they weren’t touching, so there was a couple of feet between them. Billy dropped his head down to his shoulder to wipe his eyes, slouching into the chair and pushing a foot along the carpet to be as close to Steve as he could manage without upsetting him. “I fucked up there really didn’t I?” He asked, not really expecting an answer, so not being disappointed when he didn’t get one. Steve’s gaze was still reserved for his own feet but Billy’s had entered the frame and he pushed his own to sit next to it, not touching but as close as.

Steve blew his cheeks out, his wet diverted eyes betraying any hope he had that he might be putting up a cold icy front to put Billy off. “Oh you think?”

“Stevie look at me.” That name, it was always that name, Steve swiped at his eyes angrily, but meet Billy’s gaze.

“I’m so sorry. I freaked out.” Billy started in apology.

Steve shrugged his shoulders, eyes dropping again. “You punched me. In the face.” He murmured, voice carrying not only the hurt but the anger that he’d put that trust between them and Billy had shit on it.

“I know, I feel shit. Hop said… Hop said I shouldn’t let…” He stopped to growl deep in his throat, the fear he was struggling to articulate paralysing him from being able to. Steve’s foot gently poked Billy’s, pushing him to say it. “He said I shouldn’t channel my fear towards you.” He finished quietly.

Steve nodded, pulling his knees up onto the sofa, wrapping his arms around them to sit comfortably, as small as he could make himself.

“Then why did you? In what world was that dramatic overreaction going to make anything better?” He asked, the fire in his eyes directed now to Billy’s, demanding explanation. “You could have just asked me, like a normal person.”

“I was so…” Scared, they both thought, Steve knew Billy well enough to know what he wanted to say. “If those kids found out, and it got back to my dad. Fuck Steve I’d be dead. We would both be dead.” He finished quietly, his gaze locked with Steve’s.

“Those kids keep more secrets than even you know about Billy. Big secrets.” Steve replied. “I get that you were worried about your dad, but you could have gone about it so differently.”

“I know, in the future I need to think before just freaking out.” He said, and Steve could hear Hopper’s words in there, knowing this was knowledge Billy had had drilled into him in the half hour since the Chief had dragged him off kicking and screaming.

Steve frowned, Joyces’s words from earlier in his head, is this good? “You think we have a future? After that stunt? What gave you that idea?” Fuck, just saying that hurt. He couldn’t imagine how it felt to hear those words, he watched Billy carefully, his own tears again sliding their ways surreptitiously out of his eyes.

Billy’s gaze that had been focussed on anything but Steve, but he was suddenly completely focussed on watching Steve, who was crying silently. “What, Steve what do you mean?” Steve shrugged his shoulders, in all honesty he didn’t know what he meant. He was hurt, his pride was bruised, and on reflection his words sounded like a break up. But he wasn’t sure that was what he wanted either. “I don’t know, okay. You’ve really fucked up, I can’t… you can’t expect an apology to just fix this.” He pressed his toes into the inside of Billy’s foot again, thinking about what he wanted to say.

“When we fight, it’s never…” He pushed out a frustrated breath. “It’s never this” he gestured to his nose, “it’s just banter, bit of stress relief, nobody gets hurt, but smacking my nose so hard it bleeds, not cool. I’m…” He squeezed his eyes shut, what was he. “I’m fucking angry. You’ve shit on the trust we’d built.” He finished sadly, pressing his face into his knees.

Billy swallowed, he wanted nothing more than to cross the space between them and wrap his arms around Steve and tell him it would be okay, but instead he quietly offered the words that so infrequently crossed his lips. “I’m so sorry Stevie.”

Steve didn’t move, not counting his shoulders that were pulling in shaking breaths to try and steady himself, to try and get some coherent thoughts into his brain to work out how they could make this better.

“Do you want me to go?” Billy asked, standing up where he was.

“No, no. I… I wanna go home.” He said gently, pulling his red rimmed eyes up to meet Billy’s, to show that he was trying.

Billy stood awkwardly, “Do you want to drive? I can drive you? Hopper would take you?” He stumbled on his words, something so rare with Hawkins’ Man with the Attitude that Steve was a little surprised. “Would you?” Steve asked hopefully, brown eyes meeting blue, igniting hope in those eyes too.

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the-innefable-idiot · 5 years ago

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You’ve made your choice, my love

Hello yall!

This is my first fic EVER posted and I am quite excited!!!

Since this is my first time doing this, I am still lost on technicalities, but I am learning. This fic is almost 1.8k words and I am SO PROUD huisadhdsuisda

Here is the AO3 link. Since I am used to ONLY read stories there, I still don't know what I am doing, so please HLEP.

Also, bear in mind English is not my first language and I didn’t beta it, so every feedback is welcome. I am talking not only plot and characterization, but also grammar and punctuation.

I have a 3k fic on the way, it just needs some tweaks here and there. It has a polyamory take on the Forrest/Alex/Michael dynamics from another fic by @spaceskam.

This fic in particular was the following prompt by @tookmetwice: “Guerin sees Forrest coming out of Alex’s house and Alex kissing him goodbye. The ensuing conversation where Alex tells Guerin to fuck off and that he’s no longer his fucking doormat.”

Please, enjoy!

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You’ve made your choice, my love

Alex woke up to a light snoring by his side. This time Forrest was the big spoon and Alex felt good, safe. He tried to get out of bed without waking up the historian, but military men shared the trait of light sleep.

"Good morning." Forrest said lazily while stretching. "What are the plans for today, captain?"

"First and foremost, take a shower. Every time you convince me to stay in bed after sex and everytime I regret later when we get all sticky and gross." Alex said while reaching for his crutches. Forrest grabbed him by his hips and tried to bring him back to bed. "Then we’ll have a nice breakfast you will cook, by the way, and then you’ll go to the library to continue your research while I go do my secret Mr. Robot stuff at the base."

Forrest went for a kiss, but ended up kissing Alex hair as he turned his head. Alex stood up and went to the bathroom, but came back a few seconds later with a fake exasperation.

"You can come, but let it be known I’m doing this only to save water."

Both men tried their hardest to keep the act, but Alex couldn't stop laughing when Forrest tried to fling himself out of bed and ended up falling on the floor, his feet tangled on the covers. Once back on his feet, the historian followed the man to the shower.

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After going through their morning plans, Forrest was ready to leave. He was by the door when Alex pulled him to a passionate kiss. They were in what was considering "the honeymoon phase" and Alex was discovering the wonderful world of public display of affection. Lately he has been the one initiating the platonic touches in public, experimenting his limits in many different places and scenarios. If Alex kept going like this, they would be snuggling in The Wild Pony in no time.

Even though Alex was the one pushing Forrest to go to the library, he was also the one holding him at the door with kisses that made Forrest's legs feel like jello.

"Text me when you are done in the library. I really really want to drink a milkshake." Alex said fondly, their faces not too far from each other, while his fingers were running through the blue hair, taking them away from Forrest's eyes.

"Yes, captain.” Forrest said smiling, channeling all the energy he had to get out of the sweet embrace Alex had him in. God, he could stay like that till the end of time. “Love you, captain." He whispered before leaving. Forrest heard the other man shout a "love you too, dork" as he entered his car. When he turned it on, he heard a loud noise coming from nowhere in specific. Someone must've broken something heavy made out of glass somewhere nearby.

As Forrest turned the car and got out of sight, Alex face changed. His smile and relaxed demeanor turned into a stiff posture. He knew the glass, wherever it was, didn't shatter naturally. He knew the source for it before even seeing him walking by. He was way too familiar with the light curls, the cowboy swag and the smell of rain that came after shattered glass.

"A Manes man being all lovey-dovey with a Long." Michael had a bitterness in his voice that just made Alex fell so tired. "I must wonder what circle of hell I am in."

"Damn it Guerin, why do you make this so hard? I thought we were getting better at the whole 'sup bro' thing"

"You do know what the Longs did to Liz' family, right?"

"Oh yeah Guerin, because the main take away from our lives is that bloodlines define who we are entirely. Not a chance to be different. Sure, congratulations for you. Do you want a fucking gold star?"

Michael was taken aback by Alex' outburst. He was so focused on his own frustrations that he didn't think Alex would return the sentiment.

"I’m just sayin’ it’s pretty convenient he showed up around the same time as your father. I didn't think you were the type that fell for the first hot piece of ass that crossed your way." Michael knew it was a low blow. He didn't want to admit he was doing it on purpose, a petty act of self-destruction, really.

"Guerin, are you mad because I'm dating a Long or because I am finally falling in love with someone that isn't you?" The silence was deafening, and it was all Alex needed. "That's what I thought."

"Don’t blame me for this, Alex. What we had was good, fucking cosmic, and you kept running away."

"And yet the first time I am willing to change, the one time I go after you to give us a chance, you leave me behind and choose another person the next day."

"How could've I known you were willing to change? I was so used to you leaving that I couldn't believe you."

"I told you things that night I never told anyone by then. You know how hard it was for me admitting those things." Alex sighed, running his hand through his hair. He was getting louder, so he focused to soften his voice for his next words, which he would maintain for the rest of the conversation "I know Max was in danger that night. I mean, he fucking died and that scarred you. I get it. But you told me to come back the next day and I did. And I waited. And waited. And waited while you were with Maria. You made your choice."

"I..."

"Shut up, Guerin. After that day you made sure I knew who you had chosen. You chose Maria over and over and over again, and I never complained. It hurt, but I tried my best to support you both. That means being a fucking adult."

"I never looked away, Alex."

"Yes, Guerin, you never looked away, but you also never went after me. You never chose me the same way you choose her. I never got to say goodbye the first time I left because you chose to be in jail." Alex was letting out all the resentment, hidden for years, locked in a deep place that he never dared to open. Until now. "You... knew you had the power to change my mind, you knew that we could come up with a plan to run away together."

Alex sighed, all the frustration now turning into exhaustion.

"I wanted to tell you I was leaving to escape my family, not you. That in a year or so I’d be back, luckily with a good salary, and that we could get the hell out of here. I was going to beg for you to stay put for me, but you chose to be locked up instead."

Tears threatened to fall, but Michael was determined not to cry. He knew what Alex was talking about, pillow talk back then consisted on fantasizing what was just said, but Michael was a coward and always chose the easier path. Now he sees he's been paying the price for it.

"You loved me and I loved you, Michael. Hell, I think this conversation only proves we still love each other. But what I am discovering with Forrest is that sometimes love is not enough. A relationship requires tenderness, respect, vulnerability. We never had the chance for this. We were drowning in trauma after trauma and we couldn't handle it back then."

Michael dropped his shoulder, suddenly feeling the weight of everything he has ever done. Alex managed to put into words what was going on between them both since the beginning, and Michael hated it, because they were true.

"Guerin, we were cosmic the same way black holes consume the light out of the stars around it. It wasn't healthy. It still isn't. And I won't accept your jealous outbursts because I am choosing someone that isn't you. Of all people, you won't be the person that makes me feel guilty for being with Forrest. I won’t allow you to do this. Why can't you just be happy for me?"

What hurt the most for Michael wasn't the words coming out of Alex' mouth, but the way he was saying them. Alex wasn't angry, wasn't throwing things around or screaming at him. He was just tired. He was saying those things not to vengefully hurt Michael, but to confess something he has been carrying around for years, his voice was flat, almost emotionless. Michael would take a thousand a rage outbursts instead of this… emptiness.

"I don't want to lose you, Guerin, but I think we need to take a step back. Maybe you were right, and we are not ready to leave the tortured lust phase. You don't need to come in person here, just text me and I will answer you as soon as possible." Alex turned to close his door, but hesitated, pondering for a few moments what he was going to say next. "Once you accept I chose someone else, we can start socializing again. Just… get your shit together and we may try again the 'sup bro' stage, Michael."

And with that Alex closed the door, leaving Michael with his own thoughts.

He doesn't quite remember getting in the truck and leaving Alex' house. He was supposed to meet Maria and Kyle for something, but apparently he sent them a text message saying he wouldn’t show up. He remembers driving to the middle of the desert and screaming until he lost his voice. He could feel losing control of his powers, the ground shaking and rocks violently flying around. He doesn't remember driving back to the airstream and collapsing on his tiny bed. He noticed his throat hurt moments before losing conscious, but he didn’t do anything about it, the pain was almost welcome. He woke up 20 hours later with a worried Isobel invading the place to see if he wasn't dead.

This problem has always been in the back of his mind, but now Alex brought it up to the surface and now Michael has no other option but to face it. Maybe he made the wrong choice the day Alex left for the military when they were teenagers. Maybe he made the wrong choice when he didn’t fight for Alex when he came back to Roswell a decade later. Maybe he made the wrong choice the day after his brother died. And now he has to confront the consequences alone.

The end

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Hope yall enjoyed!

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