#maybe a krystal with a k next…

[carrollgd]

Annnnd 3 for 3! The Beef Punchley from The Adventure Zone Steeplechase!

Had a good time making the gang (check for Emerich here, and Montrose here ^^) might scratch around the idea of doing some npc’s too.

[aeinova]

The End of The Beginning

appearances by: nova (krystal jung), jaehyuk (wi hajoon), jin (cha eunwoo), kit (@__ryeong on ig) and joohyuk (byeon wooseok)

collab with all the muns. thanks to jaehyuk mun for editing in their own part and for all the opinions made by the others! enjoy!!

tw: violence, near-death, blood

spn themes involved

10.21.24

nova pov:

hand in hand, the newly bound, unlikely pair boarded off the first class suite of the korean airlines aircraft with ease at their destinstion. a few casual passengers noted the ex-pop princess sitting in privacy with an unknown man, noting the sighting into the k-internet:

"wahhh.. nova is even prettier in person.. ㅠㅠ"

"who is that model next to her? unnie!! you have amazing taste!!!"

"spineless to be dating while the man you were going to marry is in jail because of you ㅋㅋㅋ what a joke. ㅋㅋㅋ“

notification after notification circulated her smartphone from news sites, being pinged endlessly about her name trending once more, deciding to turn her phone on permanent do not disturb mode.. well, at least until she's back in her bed, safe and sound. even after a gruesome fourteen hour flight in a metal tube tasked with getting them from point A to point B, it seemed as if it was not enough time for them as each hour passed. once they touched ground, the giggles and smiles exchanged throughout the private wing of the airport all the way to the hired driver's luxury car with multiple bags in tow were evident of their blooming love, being swept off into the night of seoul city once everything was packed in. it was the first time they had traveled together, marking the end of a wonderful trip as the familiar twinkling stars now greeted nova's eyesight as she stared out the clear car window. the city she was so used to hating had now turned into the home where she fell in love again, a profound sentiment of hope filling up her empty stomach as she brought jaehyuk's hand into her lap. they spoke telepathically at this point, looking over to him as if to say "i love you" without any words producing from her own mouth as a smile formed. she knew better than to admit any type of feeling around her father's staff, simply going right back to counting the stars that displayed above them, countless buildings passing by at high speed.

it did not take too long to arrive at her condo in un village, previously agreeing with jaehyuk to let her settle into her luxurious apartment before he could head to his own home. of course she would insist with those doe eyes of hers for him to stay (three different times to be exact), but it had been way too long for his liking without checking on the museum he managed. it had also been a few weeks of not being able to inhabit her own home, as the police detail assigned to her personal protection had agreed to upgrade the entire security system while she was gone on her own trip. for obvious reasons, everyone who was looking out for nova were concerned of her well being, due to information of myungsoo still having his criminal staff commit hits at his command from jail. still, she was at peace knowing that he was being held back by reliable authorities, letting herself feel at peace with the whole situation.

"jaehyuk, i think we should order some food before you go—" the door that was supposed to be double supported by solid metal frames seemed to be ajar, the ex-militant boyfriend instantly noting the imperfection as she stepped further in. maybe it was a mishap, or a mistake from the inspector who forgot to lock it properly, but it was still a very uncommon mistake. what greeted their joint vision was absolute horror— picture frames that had adorned her family memories broken into bits onto the floor; documents pertaining to the impending trial scattered along the white marble table; smashed bullet proof windows that allowed the wind to whistle through the once clean home; her black metal safe torn apart on the living room floor with missing belongings; and a scratched message along the now dirty wall with blood stains that read "i was here". jaehyuk's mental alarm rose right up in his mind, noting the red flags of the scene as he took her delicate hand again out of precaution, letting her exam the damage for just a few moments. "i don't think you should touch anything, eunmi." the tone in his voice was borderline cold, commanding as he tried to think what exactly could have gone wrong in the meantime that the woman reached down for a family picture. it showed two little girls with their young parents, all smiling towards the camera on a hot, california day, enjoying the sandy pier of santa monica. she turned to him slowly, achingly so, as her bottom lip started to quiver. "...he'll never let me live in peace..."

jin pov:

the one person who should have absolutely not been ignored ever by nova, was jin. she knew that at some point, he was going to report back his findings of her home, and yet, the voicemail kept sounding back to him every time he dialed her number. "the number you have d—" hang up. try again. "the number y—" hang up. once more... "the n—" a forceful foot on the gas, he pushed the sports car he normally drove to speeds that were absolutely unholy to the local police. lucky for him, they already knew to not mess with his unmarked car, letting him weave through the streets without distraction. it only took him a few minutes to arrive without successful notice, parking the car in front of the exclusive building. he noted something different about the place from the outside though... why were the windows on her floor so bright? usually, the windows were tinted for obvious privacy reasons, so not even a light should be shining through.

"odd." he stood for just a moment, lining up the floor where her windows were to the next building over, squinting. if there was something jin was good at, it was following his senses once something bothered him. being inhuman allowed him to have more sense of awareness, noting a glint at the apartment that aligned with nova's. with hands in his pockets, it only took a moment of contemplation to head the opposite direction and into the newly built tower that had ample occupancy. for a building that was empty, it sure was furnished, passing the lobby corridor with curiosity as he reached the elevator.

..great. it doesn't work... obviously. the building had not passed any inspection just yet (it's too new to even consider it done), so the stairs it is— fourty flights, that is. and as each one passed, the feeling of uneasiness started to pool into his mind, as if there was some sort of aura he didn't like the closer he got. finally, he stepped in front of the only door on the floor, pushing it open ever so quietly. if he was wrong about inspecting this, then it might just be that nova seemed to have had a kink for public display of affection for having open windows.

but the answer was sitting right before him, with a sniper in hand and finger on the trigger. jin's eyes widened as the recognizable sound of a silencer clipped on a bullet, and then another before he could grab the goon by the neck in a flurry of a second, throwing him to the floor with brute, abnormal force. he stared at the trajectory of where the bullets went, the man smiling up at him with sheer cheerfulness as he groaned out. "it's done. say goodbye to her."

nova pov:

"no, no. that's not true." jaehyuk reassured her, disappointed in the fact that maybe it /was/ true. he knew that much, but he needed to make the effort to help and ease her mind over this. "i'll make sure we’ll see an end to this. trust–" there was an unmistakable view in the distance as he had reached nova for a hug; the silhouette of a man holding a long, heavy caliber sniper. it was recognizable, as the long days in heavy training and essentially war preparations had taught him how to spot threats from both near and far. his panicked stare went from the shadow in the other window to nova. without any hesitation, jaehyuk enveloped her further into his arms. He didn’t need the capacity of his naked eye. He relied solely on his instincts to know in fact that a red pointer is already fixed on any spot of her body meant to end her life in a second. He refuses to let another moment of regret burden him for the rest of his life. ‘God no, not her,’ he thought. They turned, switching spots with Jaehyuk now facing the window, just as two bullets struck him at random in the back. "what—! baby? baby—!" the woman noted the wounds almost immediately as blood pooled at a rapid rate beneath their feet. jaehyuk tasted rust in his mouth as he weakly coughed up blood.

this cannot be happening. this absolutely cannot be happening. the man was going limp in her arms and here she was, trying to carry him until they both collapsed onto the marble floor. "Run now..... you have to call someone..our phones won’t..work." the man groaned out, his softened eyes intent on her face as he smiled up at her. to him, she was worth his entire life, soaking in what could be the last time he would see her. "don't cry.." he sighed out, watching her tears cover her cheeks. it was obvious that he was becoming weak, nova's heart beating rapidly. growing colder, he held up his hand for as long as he could, mustering all his strength to cup her cheek. "i love you, eunmi...please, run."

something in nova snapped. this was it; this was where she had to stop pretending that she was not able to do anything when she had the power to do something. just do it, nova. shuffling around, she managed to lay him on his side, her hands coming down to both the wounds on the man's back as he laid limp, her eyebrows coming together in concentration as she closed her eyes. she had done this time and time again on forest animals, so there shouldn't be a difference, right? "satyr, father of nymphs and health: comfort and relieve this passed human, and give your power of healing to me who may minister to his needs, that he may be strengthened and have confidence in my care." it was a recited chant that her father had taught her sans the human aspect of it, instructing her to always whisper it dearly when in an emergency that could vitalize just about any creature alive. nova's power had been revealed and the hardest task had come onto her hands; the healing of her dear lover. the skin beneath her palms that was once pierced had slowly closed up with each word, intently watching for another sign of life, which came in the form of soft breathing on his end. Only one of his wounds had closed, perhaps, the most critical one that partially healed him from the inside out.

"jaehyuk..." she said softly, her vision fading to black as the successful chanting managed to bring the man right back to life. she had done it, laying flat out next to him and right onto the pool of blood as well.

***

nova had woken up in a panic, in a bed that was absolutely not any of the ones she was used to laying in. she stared around at the four walls, blinking to think where she could possibly be. it was warm, cozy even, as she stood on her own two feet, managing to walk herself out after minutes of contemplating it to what she assumed would be the living room of the apartment. there, she recognized her pregnant best friend fixing a cup of tea in the kitchen, turning to see jin sprawled in the nearby loveseat. "what happened?" kit was startled by the sound of nova's voice instantly rushing to hug the woman tightly while jin showed no reaction. typical. "nova, are you okay?" between tears, kit still managed to poke nova at her sides in an annoying fashion, earning a groan from the actress. "tell me you're okay and stop getting into trouble, idiot—!"

"hey. stop." jin stood with sheer annoyance, heavy steps coming towards the pair of hugging girls. "we need to leave. now." he signaled at nova, who glanced over at kit for a moment. for once, the younger girl didn't fight to go with them, nor did she argue or say another word about the matter. it's as if she was scolded beforehand, tearing herself away from nova to continue working on prepping her cup of tea. "i'll be here." she commented in defeat, letting both of her best friends step out of her home.

***

it was mostly silent as they drove through the city, the woman crossing her arms as she tapped her foot loudly. she didn't care if she was scratching the detailing of the interior with her shoe, the same stars greeting her once more as she stared at them. "jaehyuk is about to have surgery and you're here acting as if i did something to you." he commented sourly, his expression unchanging as he ran every red light possible. maniac. "i don't need your help." their relationship had been strained for a few weeks now due to unknown public details, refusing to even glance over at him. she thought about all the times she felt useless, being caught by this brute man and essentially saved by him every time a situation arose. she snapped her neck in his direction suddenly with the thought in mind, an instant expression of anger painting her face. "i honestly don’t need your help at all. why are you even doing this in the first place? i don’t understand—” it was an endless banter, an outpouring of stress and rage at not only him, but to the whole situation. he was the catalyst that tipped over the iceberg that was nova, balling her fists.

silence once more filled between them. nova turned beet red, fists unclenching on her lap as she looked down at her palms. there she was again, producing useless tears that couldn't solve anything at this point. and out of all people to scold, she scolded one of the only entities who existed that knew her well. as they parked at the emergency entrance of the hospital, the nephilim came out wordless and rounded the car to open the door for her, beady eyes watching her movements. “be careful, yeah?” something he had always told her, deciding it was best for him to police the entrance, shoving his hands into his pockets as he stared around. that gesture earned him an eye roll from the now panicked nova, managing to find the nearest nurses’ desk to ask for more information. she was directed to the emergency trauma unit, where operations were performed on call.

her first instinct was to pull her own phone out finally, the battery displaying less than 10% as she scrolled through her contacts. who could she even ring at this hour? hmm.. mom? no.. jessica? absolutely not. dad..? dad…. none of the thousands of names she was seeing stuck out until she reached joohyuk’s name, the little brother of her boyfriend– of course. the man probably did not even know what might have happened in the first place, since it seemed that nova was the only contact on file on the hospital staff’s directory and he was off attending to his new position as a public defender. she hesitated to press the call button for a moment, biting her bottom lip before closing her eyes and pushing down her thumb on the screen, putting the phone up to her ear as it rung.

**

hours had passed since the announcement that the surgery on jaehyuk was successful, the man being transferred into the private ward where nova once laid a few months prior. she had been sleeping in the chair next him, as four body guards stood in the hall as an extra layer of security while another pair of guards did interval rounds in the VIP floor as ordered by his father. jaehyuk, after all, was the son of one of the most important assemblyman in korea. the doctors were baffled to see the actual internal wounds in his heart and lungs as it was previously reported that the man was shot. in reality, the surgery was to replenish not only the muscle tears, but to suture damaged blood vessels and put in a stent in the airways of the lungs. this would help produce oxygen to promote natural blood flow, since there was so much missing blood from him. numerous medical professionals had come in and out of the silent room, trying to solve the puzzle of the bigger picture on their own. a few whispered here and there, always checking monitors and documents before the head surgeon could have a word with nova.

“he could be asleep for a few days.. weeks… the time frame varies and depends on how the production of the blood goes, plus the wearing off of anesthesia.” the old man had recognized the actress from her previous and very public incident, head tilting in private thought as the scribe behind him typed furiously to report their conversation. anyone could tell that the man was quietly processing what could possibly be going on in her personal life to constantly visit this hospital, opting to continue reporting his findings rather than wasting time on personal thoughts. “all in all, it seems that he is on his way to recovery.” flashes of the surgery findings clouded his mind— two ruptures yet one bullet wound… “...hm. he would need to stay for further recovery and physical therapy will be prescribed post discharge. pain medication is necessary, and minimal strain of daily activities until it is allowed is recommended. any questions?” the woman shook her head, visibly distraught with the idea that it could take jaehyuk some time to be physically okay again. the circles under her eyes formed from both sobbing and lack of sleep, dressed in a black jogger suit that jin had managed to swing by. she simply glanced over at her sleeping lover as she stood over him, leaning over to put a hand on his cheek.

he was warm compared to her ice cold hand, deciding to press her forehead against his as she breathed in deeply. the beeping of the monitors had muted for her in that moment, forgetting they were not alone as she tried to not be overwhelmed with tears once more. both the doctor and the scribe witnessed the tender scene unfold, deciding to quietly leave the room for the two to have their privacy, closing the door behind them.

[sucrosette]

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For Day 14 of Carry on Countdown 23, Blade. @carryon-countdown

Basil's gone and done it. Poor lad's gotten himself stabbed, and it's only taken 3 years out of law school. At the very least, his nurse seems nice enough.

Rated T for near-death experiences, excessive cussing, and Basil checking out his nurse too blatantly.

This is part 1 of the Nurse/Lawyer AU I started on Day 8.

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‘Oh, bloody hell–’

I need an ambulance. There is a gaping wound in my gut. I am losing a lot of blood. I have enough presence of mind to shrug off my jacket and ball it up to press over the wound. Vaguely, as if from very far away, I think about how I should call for an ambulance. I don’t think I’ve got consciousness enough in me to make the call.

I should really make the fucking call.

I keep fumbling over the keys to my phone as I stumble my way through the alley and out onto the pavement. 999 should not be this hard to dial. My fingers should not be this bad at dialing three whole numbers. Especially not if they’re just the same number repeated thrice over. If I can manage to make it to the pavement I can dial bloody emergency. I’d never seen a blade go so deep past skin before. I don’t think I have enough strength to keep standing.

I shortly find out that I do not.

I am flat on the ground. Did I pass out? Maybe for a moment. Apparently, I’ve managed to get through to emergency though, because someone is asking me to answer on the other end of the line. Someone is Asking my name and situation. Vaguely, I pull my phone closer to me, close enough so the operator can hear.

“Stabbed…” is about all I can mutter out, but she asks for my name and location, so at least I know she heard me. I sigh out, laying flat on my back and staring up at the moon in the sky above.

I manage my location. The moon is blinking at me, blurred morse code messages I can’t quite decipher. Or my eyes are closing and my consciousness is slipping. I can’t really tell which it is, but the latter seems more likely.

I repeat the intersection one more time into the phone. I think the operator is talking me through keeping consciousness, but I don’t think she’s going to succeed. Somehow, I give my name, or at least part of it. The operator sounds really worried for me. What was her name? Crystal? Maybe Krystal. Krystal with a K is such a choice of a name– Kardashian fodder stuff. Not that I’m judging my only link to potentially surviving this whole situation. I will judge her parents though.

“Is your name Crystal with a C or with a K?” The operator stops talking for a whole two seconds, and I cough out a laugh in the moment of silence. I am not doing well, but at least she confirms her name starts with a C. “That’s good Crystal, your parents aren’t shite people.”

The moon is still flashing its blurred morse code at me. Probably, it’s also trying to tell me how to stay conscious. The moon is worse at this than Crystal is.

“I’m sorry, darling, but I think my capacity for staying alive might be a touch dodgy at the moment–”

Crystal keeps talking, telling me to keep pressure on the wound, not to move, ect ect. I don’t register all of it. Distantly I hear sirens.

The world goes dark.

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I wake up in a hospital bed and for a moment I’m surprised enough that I woke up at all that I fail to see the pretty nurse next to me. I apparently managed to skip the whole ambulance ride and repair process too. I feel like I’ve been hit by a truck. I’m also starving. I also really need a drink. I also really need to take a piss.

Alright, body, calm the fuck down, one step at a bloody time.

I start sitting myself up, groaning the whole while, and the nurse who had been diligently taking my vitals drops everything to stop me in my tracks. “Hey, there, Handsome,” the nurse says with her hands on my shoulder, gently keeping me in place, and I can’t help but notice that they’re stronger than they look at a glance. Either that or I’m especially weak in my freshly stabbed state. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“Bathroom?” My voice cracks on the word. Lovely. I’m making a lovely first impression. Fuck.

“Well, let’s get you into a chair. You’re not quite standing ready just yet.” Their voice is terribly gentle despite the seriousness of their tone, sweet and steady, a comforting thing, and in my probably still somewhat drugged state I almost say as much.

Instead, I keep my head enough to respond in a very smart and on topic way, “That bad?”

“Not as bad as it could’ve been,” they answer lightheartedly. And then I see their name tag and pronouns neatly displayed on their chest. Simon.

Alright, Simon.

I roll the name around in my head while she fetches my chair. It’s not a bad name, a bit simple though. Mother wouldn’t have picked it, but then again her chosen husband had an equally boring name, so I suppose that doesn’t really matter, does it?

Crowley, my mind’s all over the place. Where the bloody hell do I get off on comparing Simon to my father right off? I mean clearly he wouldn’t be a homophobe given he was at minimum an out part of the community. That didn’t outright exclude bigots or internalized homophobia but, you know—

I should probably stop thinking so much. My head’s starting to hurt with the liberties it’s taking about someone I’d exchanged a whole five lines of dialogue with.

Oh, thank fuck the chair is here. I start sitting myself up again, but Simon’s quicker, already there to guide me up and over.

…It’s a process.

I feel so bloody betrayed by my body, but Simon talks me through it and I suppose that’s help enough. Embarrassing still, though. Even more embarrassing how I can’t stop myself from noticing how soft his sun-streaked hair looks, how striking his eyes.

As if meeting someone via stabbing was a great way to start a relationship or form an attachment. Fuck’s sake, she’s a nurse, Basil! This is her place of work, I literally know better. I’m just asking to catch a harassment case at this rate.

I just sit for a while in my chair after the whole affair’s done with, my head leaning probably too far back and my gaze intent on the ceiling.

“Do you want to stay there a while?” Simon interrupts my fugue and I realise I’ve probably been holding him up from the rest of her patients.

I shake my head, “No, I’m bloody starving though. Thirsty too.”

“Well,” she starts, not stuttering a second while she’s helping me back into bed, “Technically it’s past supper, but I’ll see what I can manage for you, Tyrannus.”

“Baz,” I correct, even though I’m never this informal with strangers, “Baz or Basil, please.”

“Baz,” Simon repeats, taking a moment to note it on my chart, “I’ll see what I can do.”

“And water?”

“Already done,” she gestures to the bedside table and there it is, already poured in glass for me and everything.

“Delightful,” I manage without an ounce of sarcasm. It’s an achievement, actually.

“Press the button if you need me,” Simon says with a warm smile.

My heart does a stupid flip-flop despite the risk such a thing would be to my life, what with the whole recently stabbed and nearly bleeding out bit. Really inadvisable, heart, let’s just kill us after just barely managing to survive a direct attempt on our life. Don’t be such a numpty, heart, I’d like to live a good while longer.

I manage a nod despite my internal argument with my circulatory system. “I’ll see you back then?”

“More than probably,” Simon answers, “Don’t forget your water.

My heart does another flip-flop when he gives me another smile full of sunshine. Rather against my earlier advice. The idiotic bloody muscle’s practically trying to kill me.

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I don’t see Simon back for a while, but I also haven’t bothered to press the button. I’d finished my water and my phone was right there next to it, and I’m not sharing the room so I can have the tv on if I like even despite the late hour. I’ve plenty to entertain myself with, or at the very least plenty to distract myself from the pretty nurse trying to invade my mind with his skin painted in freckle constellations and copper curls.

It’s not enough, somehow, and I find myself having to actively resist the urge to push the button for no reason. I’ve not needed much for the painkillers, I’m not popping stitches or going anywhere, and I’m not exactly dying of hunger, so there’s no reason to call Simon unnecessarily.

Still.

I want to.

Thankfully I don’t have to. Simon shows up sometime near three o’clock in the morning with a sandwich in hand and a side of apple slices. I’m pretty sure it’s her lunch.

“Are you allergic to anything?” He asks as he plops himself in the chair next to my bed.

When I shake my head Simon proves me right by keeping half the sandwich for herself. I bite in without thinking about what might be in it. I’m too hungry to be particular right now, and I polish off the sandwich before I can even properly figure it out, washed down with a fresh glass of water and a sigh.

“Fuck…” I sink back against my pillow and let my eyes close, tenderly poking around the stitched up wound in my gut.

“Stop that,” Simon scolds with a swat in my direction, “Just because it’s not that bad doesn’t mean you can just poke at it.”

“How bad is not that bad?” I still stop, even if I ask the question as if I wasn’t going to.

“Not bad enough to need surgery,” Simon answers between bites, “You’re lucky enough your assailant didn’t knick any arteries or organs, but bad enough that if you put too much strain on it or pop a stitch the doctor will be Very upset with you.”

I can hear the capital in his voice. I don’t press further, letting my eyes slip closed in the moments following.

“So who’d you piss off enough to end up in this state anyway?”

“Is that normally the sort of question you ask a patient, Simon?” I can’t help cracking my eyes back open to serve them an incredulous look. At least I hope that’s what it comes across looking like. Who’s to say what I actually looked like, between the tiredness seeping into my bones and the ache in my gut.

Simon snorts out an amused laugh at me and my look only turns more sour. Or, again, I hope that’s what comes across. “Maybe if I were on the clock I’d be more tactful.”

“You’re spending your off hours with me? How unprofessional. I’m a lawyer, you know, I know how that could come across.” Even as I say it, there’s no threat behind the words. I’m leaning up to look at her more properly and she’s still smiling that sunshine smile and I can’t help but smirk back.

“It’s just my lunch, we’ll see about off hours later,” Simon’s being coy, but I can’t help but notice that he looks good doing it.

“You’re really toeing the lines of respectability, I’ll have you know.” Even I think I sound pompous at that, but Simon just keeps grinning over at me, so maybe she likes pompous sorts anyway.

“Is that how you got stabbed? Pissed off a client? Got on the wrong side of the mafia then?” He asks it like a flirt, tone all low and sultry, and I can’t help but laugh.

This is definitely not how one normally flirts. “Not exactly,” I answer as I settle back down in my bed, letting myself relax before carrying on, “A client’s ex-husband. I’m a divorce lawyer, and some men don’t handle that too well, it seems.”

Simon lets out a whistle of surprising length as he starts at his apple slices, “I was thinking criminal lawyer would be hotter, but I think I could be into a family court kind of guy.”

I shift as carefully as I can onto my side and perk a brow at this too pretty nurse ineloquently munching her lunch beside me. I’m still unreasonably attracted to him. “That’s incredibly unsubtle, Simon.”

“I know, Basil, but you’re not too subtle yourself.”

“What gave me away?”

“Heart palpitations,” Simon answers simply, “And I caught you staring at my bum when I left the room.”

“I was not!” I have to deny it, even if I had been.

“Sure you weren’t,” Simon hums, head quirked to the side and watching the guilty flush that was surely on my cheeks spread, “But how do you feel about the idea of shared off time? When you’re not such a vulnerable stabbing victim at some point even.”

“Is that how you’re asking me on a date, Simon?”

“Is that how you say yes, Basil?”

I purse my lips at him, a little bit of dramatic flair showing while I stretch out the moment in unnecessary anticipation. We both well know I’d already agreed. “That depends on your taste in the theatre. Are you a musical sort of person at all?”

“I could learn to be,” Simon answers, almost too earnestly.

I like that earnesty too much. “Well, I can appreciate someone who’s willing to learn for me. Give me your number and I’ll call you when I’m less recently stabbed. I’d like to be able to walk properly if I’m going to take such a pretty thing out on the town.”

“You’re really pushing for that lawsuit now, aren’t you?” Simon teases.

I’m a little too proud of the fact that I still managed to get his number programmed into my phone by the end of her shift though. I know full well I’m going to call him before I’m done healing though, even if I try and tell myself to not rush into things.

When I do call, a mere two days after I’m discharged from the hospital, Simon doesn’t seem to mind my blatant approach in the least.

[game-boy-pocket]

Who and What would you want for the next Super Smash Bros?

Who:

idk man I got K. Rool Ridley and Banjo, it's hard for me to say there's anything left that I want super badly at this point. There's several I wouldn't mind having but won't be bummed if they got in. If I had to make a list of characters I'd like to see...

Toad

Dixie Kong

Impa ( at this point she could be a replacement or echo of Shiek )

Tingle

Geno ( yes I'm one of those, the Mario RPGs should be represented in some way besides another form of Mario. )

Krystal

Porky

Raven Beak

Samurai Goroh

Black Shadow ( My idea here is just give him Ganondorf's old moveset so it actually make sense, and give Ganondorf a moveset that actually, you know, represents how he behaves in the Legend of Zelda series )

Mike Jones

Starfy

Shadow the Hedgehog ( Absolutely bonkers he wasn't a Sonic Echo Figher )

Dr. Eggman

Doom Slayer

Crash Bandicoot

Spyro the Dragon

And lastly, this is going to be my biggest wish that nobody is going to support... Agumon.

Or maybe more accurately, the whole Digimon version 1 line. Because my vision for this character would pay homage to the original LCD screen virtual pet, you start off as an Agumon in the fight. Your HUD has a hunger meter, and the down B will feed Agumon a piece of meat. If you take good care of Agumon, he will become Greymon, and if Greymon performs well in battle, he can become Metal Greymon.

Neglect to feed Agumon and he will evolve into the weak and sluggish Numamon. But even Numamon can have the potential to evolve into a powerful fighter in the form of Monzemon.

I suppose this complicates the final Smash a little bit, but we could borrow from the anime and have them warp evolve into Omnimon or something to perform a powerful mega hit. The actual rules of evolving with Digimon seem to vary depending on the virtual pet, the game, or the anime. I don't see why Smash Bros couldn't also bend the rules a bit.

I worry that the next one is just going to be another parade of third party characters, most of whom I probably won't care much about. ( Yes I know my next "big pick" is third party, i'm operating under the assumption that things aren't changing ) I feel like they made a huge mistake when they shifted their focus to mostly third party characters after the Smash Wii U DLC, now this is all anyone ever talks about and insults the shit out of people who ask for Nintendo characters, but who knows, we can only wait and see. I just hope that, if there are any cuts ( which seems inevitable ) I hope they keep most, if not all of the first party characters that they own the rights to. I'm not saying purge all guests but like, maybe not so many, and maybe only the ones with a strong history with Nintendo please?

As for What...

A real Adventure mode, I know Sakurai doesn't like people uploading the cutscenes, but I feel like axing it out of the game completely was very petty and punishes everyone, not just the people who uploaded/watched the cutscenes online, besides, I wouldn't mind if they scaled it back to melee style platforming levels with a few enemies here and there. Personally I would prefer that to a Subspace Emmissary 2, with a bunch of baddies that aren't from any specific games.

I'd want more alternative costumes, they did a lot better with this in Smash 4 and Smash Ultimate but it still didn't go far enough in my opinion. Why was the fusion suit for Samus STILL just a recolor? I'd also like more character alts like Alph and the Koopalings, sometimes you just don't need to become a whole ass echo.

I don't know if there's really all that much more I'd want out of Smash from a gameplay standpoint. It's essentially perfect for me.

[secretariatess]

So.  I’m finding I can’t sleep, and this popped into my head.

I could be way off on my assessment of the newer Christian music, but it seems like the newer artists that have become more Christian mainstream, and the songs that have become more popular to play on radio stations are more geared for congregational worship.  And I’m not against worship music.  There are some songs that are quite new that we have added to our line up for church that I think are great and am glad we added (Rend Collective, anyone?).  But I also don’t want that to be only kind of Christian music I hear.

I remember when I was younger, there was quite the variety of what made up Christian music.  The stations that I listened to played the definitively worship music on Sundays, then sprinkled the newer ones in with their regular songs throughout the week.  The regular music was rockier, or peppier, or just song in general you wouldn’t hear in church unless someone was singing a special.

I miss the songs that were more personal testimonies that didn’t attempt to be sung congregationally, such as “Brave” by Nichole Nordeman, or “So Long Self” by MercyMe.

I miss the artists who had certain demographics, or certain issues they wanted to address, like Superchic(k), or Plumb, or even at times BarlowGirl.

I miss the songs that did worship, but not with the expectation or hope that a church would add them to the Sunday line up, such as songs done by Kutless or BarlowGirl.

I miss the songs that could make you move, but if you stopped and heard the lyrics, you’d find that it wasn’t fluff.  Like some songs done by Reliant K, or “Jesus Loves You” by Stellar Kart.

I miss the songs with the “oof” impact, such as songs from Casting Crowns like “Does Anybody Hear Her,” “Slow Fade,” or “If We Are the Body,” or the song “Give Me Your Eyes” by Brandon Heath.

I miss the older styles of artists like the Newsboys, or Hawk Nelson, or Michael W. Smith.  I miss the artists who faded into obscurity after making some hits on WOW CDs, like Krystal Meyer.  I miss being able to hear a new song on the radio and being able to guess in the wheelhouse of the artist because the styles were a bit more distinct.  Admittedly, I probably could if I listened to Christian radio on a regular basis.  But when I browse YouTube and just make my way through the music suggested there, a lot of the newer I couldn’t distinguish artists that well unless it was a male or female singing.  And even then, you have groups like Bethel and Elevation that will use different singers.  (I can still guess Casting Crowns, though.)

And I know that there are a lot I mentioned who likely retired and that’s why they’re not heard anymore, or you had someone walk away from the faith.  But I also know the tone of Christian music has changed so that the variety of styles you used to get aren’t going to be as popular anymore.  That doesn’t mean I don’t miss it, though.  I used to love listening to the Christian radio.  Hearing new songs from artists I loved made me wish I had the money for the CD and hear what else they had on it.  Or I’d hear they would be in concert in my state and I’d ask my parents if we could go.  I’d be so attentive to lyrics and artists of the songs I’d hear once in a while that my parents began a habit of using me (and my younger) as the go to source when they had questions about a certain song.  But now?  The last time I listened to a Christian radio station, I’d drive for over an hour and the only songs I could remember it playing were songs that I didn’t like to the point of being unable to get them out of my head.  The rest just meshed together.

One of the reasons I stopped listening to Christian radio and have instead chosen a classical music one.  (I mean, my issue with Christian radio stations today could go on for another mile long post.)  It just sounded all very the same.  The message sounded all very the same.  And there weren’t even evening/night programs that played the rockier stuff for younger audiences.

While I’ll browse newer Christian music and drop some songs into my playlist, I do find myself more drawn to the older ones.  And maybe this isn’t a fair assessment of modern Christian music.  Maybe I’m just nostalgic and am becoming one of those older people who will insist on their music being the better music.  But I still miss the older music, and feel like Christian music in general hasn’t really improved- it’s just competing to see who can be the next Matt Redmond or Chris Tomlin.

[prettywordsyouleft]

mtl favorite dramas and your favorite or most memorable character??

Well I’ve watched hundreds of k-dramas over the years so this is a hard one! 

Let me list the ones I didn’t enjoy first:

The first drama that comes to mind that I really didn’t enjoy is Doctors. There was no chemistry between the main protagonists and I only watched to the end for Yoon Kyun Sang’s character - who got completely jipped by the progression of the show! 

Another one is One Spring Night... I kept hoping it would improve, only for it to be mediocre each episode. I love Jung Hae In endlessly, but he chooses some really awful shows to star in (I never finished Something in the Rain because the main female protagonist’s character annoyed me too much.)

Love Alarm was also pointless. It had an AMAZING concept but spent more time trying to mess around with who she loved between the two friends. There was so much to explore and even though it has another season, I’m unsure if I’ll bother to watch it.

The Liar and His Lover had zero chemistry between the main characters. Joy really felt awkward whenever she had to have a romantic scene with Lee Hyunwoo.. .which is a shame because i really liked him in Moorim School. 

Unlike most people, I found Abyss average. It had good moments but it really dragged out for me - please note, I don’t enjoy crime/thrilleresque/legal dramas a whole lot. I dunno, I liked the concept, but it just dragged. 

The K2 was too politically based for me. I wished to like it but it really got ridiculous and I skipped scenes just to get to the end... which wasn’t satisying at all.

My Lovely Girl with Rain and Krystal was really hard for me to understand their romance. I prefered the connection between Krystal and Myungsoo/L more.

The Girl Who Sees Scents got very repetitive and boring for me! 

Okay onto dramas I have loved: (I’m just going to quickly list twelve in no particular order since I took forever with the least list)

Where Stars Land

Hotel Del Luna

Flower Boy Next Door 

Crash Landing On You

Chicago Typewriter

I’m Not A Robot

Because This is My First Life

Mystic Popup Bar

Suspicious Partner (lol I said I don’t enjoy crime/legal/thriller ish but here were are, I’ve seen it too many times)

Man x Man

Introverted Boss

Fated To Love You

There are SO MANY MORE but I had to restrain myself lol.

Most memorable character? From this year, Man Wol in Hotel Del Luna has stuck with me ever since I watched it. I love her boldness, and her vulnerable sides that she tries so hard to hide. She’s not ashamed that she can be greedy or selfish and yet she is often humbled by Chansung.

And one other who I didn’t list the drama for, but I have a really soft spot for Oh Hani in Playful Kiss. Did that drama highlight some major issues in how much of a disadvantage her relationship and love for Baek Seungjo was? Yes... do I still cry for her suffering and her broken heart every time I watch it? Yes. Maybe because I relate to her foolish ways at times. I’m actually naive and inexperienced in the world, and have bravely tried to stand up for my feelings only to be shot down every time so I can relate to her in some ways. 

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[goldenhaechan]

More cute markhyuck please

ask and you shall receive 😌✨

let’s go for aged up!markhyuck with kids

mark & donghyuck finally have their shit togeher

their careers are stable, they have a steady income, they recently just got engaged, they just became dog dads after adopting a cavapoochon puppy named alfred

so they start looking at houses bc hyuck’s always imagined being carried thru the treshold of his dream home after his wedding

their real estate agent, irene, shows them a few houses and none of them feel right

either the house is too big or too small, or the floor plan is weird af, or the neighborhood vibe just isn’t right

despite all that, mark & hyuck are still optimistic

finally, irene shows them a renovated brownstone and they know that it’s the one

mark & hyuck are more than happy to put a down on the house and close the deal

they start moving in a few weeks later

hyuck loves ikea and just decorating in general so you best believe he drags mark to ikea multiple times a week to furnish their new home (they also order furniture and other stuff online but ikea is where it’s at)

when their house is full of houseplants and aesthetically pleasing decorations, hyuck plans a housewarming party

the smile on mark’s face doesn’t falter the whole time that hyuck is playing good hostess

also alfred loves the house, especially the backyard

hyuck lowkey imagines raising his and mark’s little family in their home and he gets a bit teary at the thought of their kids running around the 3-story brownstone

it’s winter now and they spend nights cuddling in their living room with alfred at their feet, rewatching harry potter while sipping hot chocolate

more often than not, jaehyun (hyuck’s step-brother) finds them tangled up in each other in the early mornings and he always sneaks pictures to send to the markhyuck gc

flash forward to hyuck and mark’s wedding

it’s a spring wedding that’s held outside and hyuck can’t believe he’s really getting married to the dork from next door

mark cries when hyuck reads him his vows and vise versa (the first part of hyuck’s vows were lyrics from jb’s boyfriend)

ofc their first dance has to be to mj’s love never felt so good

mark carries hyuck thru the threshold bridal style and they’re both giggling between kisses like fools in love

they’re flight to bora bora isn’t until the next morning so they spend the night in high spirits while having slow, soft sex

bora bora is amazing and they take so many pictures and eat so much food and spend so much time in each other’s arms

but like all good things, they’re honeymoon comes to an end 2 weeks later and they’re back to work and falling back into their normal routine

mark & hyuck always make dinner togeher on friday nights while blasting mark’s r&b playlist

slow dancing in the kitchen y’all

and singing duets while they’re doing the dishes

dancing with alfred in their arms

just mark & hyuck being in love and being cute with their dog

it’s 2 years into their marriage and alfred isn’t a puppy anymore but a cute 2 year old doggo that mark brings up the subject of kids

hyuck is excited bc he’s been imagining raising kids with mark for the longest

they weigh their options and decide to adopt and have kids thru surrogacy

bc mark has always wanted a big family and hyuck being from a big family himself can’t imagine a house without it being full

the adoption process is long and a rollercoaster full of emotions but it was all worth it

they bring home haechan (who’s 2 yrs old) and his biological sister haerin (who’s only 10 months old) just a little after mark’s birthday

alfred is protective of his new human siblings and loves it when haechan gives him belly rubs

haechan is very clingy and very affectionate towards whereas his sister is aloof and doesn’t like it when people try to hug/kiss her

but bring hyuck around and haerin is a whole different person

she clings to donghyuck like a koala and mark might be just a little jealous

hyuck and mark don’t play favorites but obviously their kids have their preferences when it comes to which parent they like

bath time with haechan is a dramatic affair and mark always ends up soaked from head to toe

haerin only lets hyuck bathe her but prefers when mark dresses her. she will scream and scream if donghyuck even tries to dress her after bath time

donghyuck learns that hard way that if you tell a kid no, they’ll still do it anyways

mark learns that you shouldn’t promise kids anything bc they WILL remember and they WILL have a fit if you don’t keep that promise

parenting is difficult but they’re new parents and they’re trying their best ok

haechan is 3 and haerin is almost 2 when mark & hyuck start to look into surrogacy

mark and hyuck find a full service surrogacy agency

and then there’s lawyers involved to discuss terms and compensation for the surrogate and mark asking awkward questions about turkey basters but everything is smooth sailing once they decide who’s going to be the ‘donor’ first

funnily enough, they play rock paper scissors and hyuck wins

mark doesn’t mind bc either way he’s still going to have a baby at the end of it

their surrogate is a woman called wendy and mark bonds with her since they’re both from canada

hyuck is very attentive and he makes sure that wendy is comfortable and taken care of all while managing to be a full-time parent and a full-time PR director

how he does it?? mark thinks it sorcery

haechan kind of knows what’s going on and he’s excited to have another sibling

haerin’s nice and all but she doesn’t share and she makes him cry so maybe a brother would be nice

when wendy starts showing, haechan is eager to feel on her belly while haerin turns her nose up at the sight and hides in donghyuck’s arms

mark lowkey cries at the gender reveal bc omg another little girl?!

their family and friends are excited to have another little girl in the family

mark thinks he’s imagining it but maybe haerin looks lowkey pissed

time skip~

wendy gives birth to a healthy baby girl and she’s more than happy to hand the baby over, wishing hyuck and mark good luck with their baby and their growing family

sure, they keep in touch, but it’s better this way and plus they have a contract

mark names the baby michelle (bc he knows donghyuck loves mj)

when haechan and haerin meet their new sibling, it’s like love t first sight

tbh hyuck is a bit surprised that haerin takes a liking to the newborn bc of her indifference to most things

alfred is of course is eager to sniff the new baby. he finally has another sibling!

having a newborn is different from having toddler and an almost toddler

michelle is fussy for a few weeks and donghyuck really doesn’t know what to do

fortunately mark took family leave and hyuck swears that his husband is a baby whisperer

so while hyuck takes care of the older kids and alfred, mark feeds and bathes and changes michelle’s diapers like a pro

their family and friends start to visit them more often now

haerin is always happy to see her uncle jaehyun while haechan clings to his uncle taeil like no tomorrow

michelle, now almost 3 months, basks in the attention she gets whenever there’s company in the house

what can i say, she likes being held

another fast forward in time

haechan is now in kindergarten and haerin is in pre-k and michelle is now 2 and there’s another baby on the way

well, babies

yup, it’s twins

donghyuck fainted when the doctor told them and thankfully mark was there to catch him

their surrogate isn’t wendy this time

they get matched with a woman called krystal and she lowkey reminds mark of jaehyun

jaehyun: seriously when are y’all going to stop having kids, hyuck: mind your business

donghyuck has long since stepped down was the PR director and now manages social media for the company he works for

he prefers to stay at home and work at home and just be with his kids and their dog

when mark comes home, he’s greeted by the pattering of little feet and claws before he’s surrounded by his kids (and he’s, alfred counts too)

they all hang off of him, all eager to tell him about his day as he carries haerin and michelle in each arm and haechan on his back

donghyuck as usual greets him with a quick peck on the lips and reminds him to wash up

mark always sets the girls and haechan down before he washes up

they always wait patiently behind him and pounce on him again when he’s done drying his hands

it’s become a part of their routine now; to cuddle mark while recalling their days while hyuck makes dinner in the kitchen

they kids weren’t allowed in the kitchen while hyuck is cooking after haerin managed to set a paper towel roll on fire

anyways, dinner with the lees

it’s loud, it gets messy, and sometimes food is thrown bc haerin doesn’t take shit from anybody, especially not her older brother who’s just a cry baby

honestly hyuck wonders why his daughter is so angry all the time and he makes a mental not to sign her up for some activities to get her anger out

she’s only 4 for crying out loud

the next and final babies of the lee family are born and they’re fraternal twins

the first twin is a girl and donghyuck names her heaven (“really, hyuck? heaven lee?” “shut up mark it’s cute”) the second twin is a boy who mark names minhyuk

unlike michelle, heaven and minhyuk are angels and they sleep thru the night and they don’t fuss (as much)

both sets of grandparents are happy to spoil all of the kids despite mark and donghyuck’s protests

raising 4 kids that are slightly close in age proves to be difficult for mark and donghyuck

they have many sleepless nights and sometimes they can even feel the exhaustion deep in their bones

but they wouldn’t have it any other way

alfred is usually a good distraction when haerin and haechan are fighting so that’s a plus

the day heaven and minhyuk are potty trained and are able to eat on their own, hyuck cries

haerin catches her papa crying and hugs him without asking any questions

that’s one of the things donghyuck loves about his daughter: she doesn’t pry and she’ll offer comfort without any hesitation (unless it’s haechan ofc bc she really can’t stand her brother)

a few more years pass...(haechan is now 10, haerin is 9, michelle is 7, and the twins are now 5)

hyuck ends up signing haerin up for taekwondo and haechan starts to take ballet, michelle is taking piano lessons, and the twins are taking cooking classes

the one activity they all do togeher is take korean language classes bc donghyuck will be dammed if their kids only spoke one language

mark and donghyuck keep the kids busy bc they’re so high in energy and they need to burn it off so they usually take them out bowling or hiking or any fun family activities mark can think of doing

and sometimes their cousins join in and it’s pure and utter chaos but let’s not get into that

bc hyuck is home with the kids, he tend to keep them on a tight schedule to get hw done, chores done, and anything else so that they had time to do what they liked

honestly donghyuck would like to think that he and mark have done a pretty decent job raising the little gremlins considering the fact that haerin was a walking and talking hulk but in recent years she’s calmed down thanks to taekwondo and playing sports

bc there’s so many females in the house, mark decides to research about the menstual cycle and he even joins a few forums so that he’s ready to give his daughters the talk when the time comes

to say haerin did not look happy to be talking to her dad about her bleeding vagina would be an understatement

but michelle and heaven makeup for haerin’s disdain and they hug mark and thank him for everything

mark might’ve shed a tear afterward and haerin might’ve also hugged mark and thanked him before giving him the rolling her eyes at him and locking herself in her room

when the family dog passes away a few years later, the kids are devestated and they lock themselves in their rooms until hyuck calls them out to eat or remind them to finish their hw and their chores

it’s sad really and it breaks mark’s heart

he’s discussed getting another pet for the kids but hyuck didn’t want them to go thru another heartbreak so that plan was tossed out

suddenly after a month the kids are back in high spirits

haerin isn’t even screaming at her sisters or teasing haechan so mark knows something is up

that something ends up being a stray kitten that’s hidden in their basement and hyuck spends an hour lecturing his grown kids (haechan, haerin are in hs now, michelle is in middle school, while the twins are in elementary school) about harboring a stray kitten

towards the end of the lecture hyuck is cuddling their new kitten (heaven names him sol after the sun god bc he’s an orange tabby) and he’s cooing, not even paying attention when haechan and minhyuk low-five discreetly

mark just shakes his head, smiling fondly at his kids when he reminds them not to pull another stunt like this

they don’t take home seriously ofc

tbh hyuck is scarier than mark so we all know who does the grounding and the punishing at home

1 day, the kids come home and michelle is scratched and bruised up and hyuck feels his blood pressure rise when he spots blood on his baby girl’s shirt as she hands him a slip of paper that says she’s been suspended for a week

“papa, it’s the other girls” “damn my little girl is a scrapper” “now is NOT the time to encourage this type of behavior MARK LEE”

michelle explains to her parents that she found minhyuk being bullied by a group of girls for wearing nail polish and ‘feminine’ clothes to school and she wasn’t going to resort to violence but one of the girls called her baby brother the b-word

haerin is beaming and praising her younger sister, dragging her away to clean her up while heaven trails behind them, not wanting to be left behind

haechan comforts his younger brother and tells him that it’s okay to dress however he likes and that other peoples opinions don’t matter

mark wants to explode bc omg his kids are so good?? what?? how’d that even happen??

he just really loves his husband and his kids. wow.

okay that’s all i have. i’m sorry if it’s not good anon. i really did try my best. feel free to send me prompts or whatever they’re called lol. my ask box is always open 😌

[ironwoman18]

The Worst Third Date Ever part 18

Chapter 18: Special meetings.

The next morning Max woke up early and check on Spencer, who was still sleeping. She walked to the bathroom, washed her face and brushed her teeth then she walked back in and Spencer was opening his eyes softly.

"Hello there handsome" she walked to him and ran her hand on his head "how did you sleep?"

"Fine but I'm still feel tired" he said looking at her.

"Of course, you had a tough day yesterday" she said to him "just take it easy, ok baby?" He nodded.

His doctor walked in "oh I see you are awake Doctor Reid. How are you feeling?"

"Fine but tired"

"That's normal, you had intracranial hemorrhage and your body was in a lot of stress, headache?" She asked as she checked his eyes, he nodded softly "ok, that's also normal. We will do MRI and a transcranial doppler. The first to check your brain function and the second to check your blood pressure to your brain and if there is more bleeding"

He nodded softly "ok doctor"

"Perfect, we will schedule both for today at night so you can rest some more" she said and he falls back to sleep then she looked at Max "can I talk with you?"

"Sure" she said and both women walked out of the room.

"Well I think bringing his mom here yesterday to make decisions was a mistake, I didn't know she wasn't capable of that due to her schizophrenia and alzheimer so I think you should make them"

"Oh no, I don't feel prepared to do it"

"Miss Brenner. You are his girlfriend and I'm sure you can make the right decisions for him to be safe" Max sighed.

"And what do I have to decide on?"

"Nothing yet but in the future you may do. Right now I will leave him rest and recover. But he understood what we said and he spoke coherently so that part of his brain is working" the doctor continued "I think his brain is pretty much at ninety-eight percentage fine but we will need some test"

"And when he will be able to leave?"

"Once we check him and make sure he will be fine, we can let him go back home and will be on medical leave for a month. I would like if you stay with him while he's at home"

"Sure no problem"

"Perfect. I will go write his name on the list for those exams and you should rest too. He needs his girlfriend to be healthy" she nodded.

"I will, I just going for breakfast oh and I was wondering if he will be able to eat today"

"Yes we will go to his room in an hour to give him some food"

"Ok thank you doctor" then Max walked to cafetera and bought a sandwich and coffee then she went back to his room and ate while reading a book.

Two hours later she was focused in her book when suddenly heard his voice "what are you reading?"

She looked up and smiled "I'm reading The Picture of Dorian Gray"

"Oh... great choice. It shows an hedonistic point of view and it was very polemic back then but now it's a classic"

"Yeah I already read it but I lent it and my former roommate left before she ended it and instead of returning it, she took it with her"

"That's terrible, that's why I never lend my books, even to my closest friends"

She nodded and smiled "yeah after that I decided to not lend them anymore" she stood up and walked to him "you look more like yourself. I guess those naps are helping" she ran her hand into his hair "do you need anything?"

"I'm hungry and thirsty" he looked at her and held her hand

"I will call the nurse to get you something" he nodded and she pushed the button of the nurse center "doctor K said that you will need help when you get discharged so I will stay with you on your medical leave" he was about to protest but Max gave him a warning look "I won't accept a no for an answer"

"Ok I understand and I guess that stubbornness brought me here right?" He smiles.

"I guess that big brain is working just fine" she smirked, then the nurse walked in.

"Oh look who is awake" she said looking at his signals and that everything was working fine "I will get you lunch, because breakfast time had already ended. It will be here in a few minutes" both nodded and the nurse left.

Max was rubbing his hand softly "want me to read to you while we wait?" He nodded and she got her book then sat on a small piece of the bed and started to read to him. She was already reading chapter 5 so when she started Spencer knew exactly what happened before thanks to his eidetic memory.

Some minutes later the nurse arrived with his food. Chicken soup, ground meat with rice, juice and jell-o. Max moved to sit back on the chair and looked as he smiled when he saw the jell-o.

"You are like a kid when you see that" she laughed softly "its weird and adorable at the same time"

"I love them since I was a kid" he laughed and started to eat "are you going to take lunch?"

"Yeah I will but no yet" she put in her bag her book. She looked at him as he ate then she saw JJ and Emily out the door she just stood up and walked out of the room

"Oh hey" said Emily holding a balloon saying 'Get better' on it "how are you?" They walked in.

"We are fine" said Max smiling at them "Spencer, as you can see, is eating so I guess he's recovering fast"

"That's great" JJ smiled "and did you take lunch?" She shook her head "if you want you can go to get some food, maybe a shower while we are here with Spence"

"Sure, the doctor will take him to some test in an hour so you can keep him company while I'm gone" the two women nodded. Then they all walked in "honey, look who are here to visit you" she pointed to her coworkers "I will go back to my apartment and I will be here soon. Love you" she kissed him softly.

"Ok see you later. Love you too" then she left the room and went to her car.

In the room Spencer commented "Everett Lynch's still alive" he said with worry in his tone.

Both women smiled and sat down "we found it out the next day"

"Really?... how...?"

"The forensic analysis said one of the bodies was Roberta but the one we thought was Lynch was actually the detective"

"Oh my..." said Spencer drinking some juice "I figured it based on the hypothesis of him using a tunnel" he rubbed his forehead softly.

"Hey genius calm down" said Emily "you don't need to analyze it. We already killed him"

"How?" They explained what happened "wait... JJ blown up the jet?" JJ nodded biting her lip "but that's impossible... the diesel it use doesn't ignite at that temperature. It's not like gas so a flare gun can't be used to turn on the diesel"

"And there is the Spencer we love" said JJ laughing "I don't why it happened but it did and Everett Lynch is dead"

"How's Rossi?"

"With a cast at home" answered Emily "I'm happy we got him and that every member of the team is alive. With scratches but alive" she smiled.

"Totally, I'm happy, I think this was just another big test for our team, and we passed it" the two women smiled then they talked some more until the doctor arrived to take him back to run the tests.

Thirty minutes later he was back, Emily went to get some coffee for her and JJ so when he arrived there was just JJ.

"Where's Emily?"

"She's getting coffee. How were the tests?"

"I don't know, doctor K will give me the results later. JJ can I tell you something?"

"Sure Spence, anything"

"Well... um... during my time unconscious I had, once again, one of those near-death hallucinations" she covered her mouth "and there was Maeve... it felt so real" he had some tears "she asked me what I love and she asked me to do what I love"

"And what do you love?"

"Lot of things but one of them is Max and after what happened I feel like the next move should be..."

"Pop the question?" She smirked looking at him as he smiled and nodded "well that's something very common in this unit. Will and I, Derek and Savannah, Rossi and Krystall" they both laughed "and if I have to bet, Andrew could do the same sooner than later"

"Would love to join that bet" they laughed.

"How will you propose to her?"

"I would like to do it outside the hospital. Maybe at the park we met"

"Sounds lovely Spence, I'm sure she will love it. She is lucky to have you" she smiled and he nodded.

"Thank you JJ"

"For?"

"For everything. I know you were worry about me when I was here, unconscious. You are my bestfriend" she held his hand.

"I said this when you were sleeping but I want you to know that I'm sorry, I didn't insist you hard enough to get checked after the explosion... Hotch could be so disappointed we didn't take care of you"

"It's ok JJ. I was full of regret for the dead of the SWAT team. I wouldn't listen" he looked down.

Then Emily walked in "JJ we have to go... we have a case" they both looked at him "Max is on her way so you won't be alone for so long" he nodded.

"Go save the day" he smiled as both women hugged him and leave.

OOooOOooOO

So that's it for now. What do you think? And I would like some ideas for his proposal, have one but I would like to read yours and if I like it I will use it and give you the credit.

[isobelbarbie]

🖊pamela!

Thank you!

So RPM isn’t my favorite season (hello, Jungle Fury), but after I finished it, I knew I wanted to create an OC for it. I wanted to create a Ranger that was an emotional mess next to the others, so she was born.

I was originally going to name her Krystal, and then I decided against it and chose Pamela instead because I liked it better and I always try to use names that I haven’t seen used before for OCs, or at least not used that often. Then I was going to have Krystal be her middle name, but changed it to Ophelia.

I chose Dillon as her main love interest because even though I liked Summer/Dillon, I didn’t LOVE it and I felt there was something missing. It was okay for a canon pairing but I didn’t think it was that great. They did have chemistry but not enough passion, if that makes sense? Plus, I felt like most of their relationship, it was Summer chasing after Dillon and making sure he was okay and stuff, which sure, it was sweet, but what about Summer and her character? After her two-part episode, she barely does anything that doesn’t involve Dillon. Even with Dr. K and then Gemma’s introduction, there’s hardly any interaction between the girls on the show (though the same could be said about other PR seasons), which bugs the hell out of me, so Pamela also kind of serves to give Summer a friend/confidant/maybe more than a friend/someone to bond with that isn’t a guy. As for Pamela/Dillon, I like the thought of Dillon with a messy, complicated, self-loathing person.

I think she and Summer could work as a couple too, but I also kind of have plans to pair her up with Tenaya (once she turns good).

[echoeternally]

Fanfic Gift! (Smash): A Spirited Story

Haha, what, you expected just the one thing being late? It’s totally on time.

This is a double gift! Or, rather, a gift for two people: my friends @mrnerdling and @matsutzu, who talked with me a bunch about various things a lot last year and probably definitely longer. And absolutely does not double as missed birthday and holiday gifts, no sir.

They both like Fox and Wolf, they both like Smash, so I thought, “Hey, why not mash those two things together?” Because that’s a dumb brilliant idea, that’s why. So, yes.

It serves as another thank you gift for my friends, and shameless took the Smash Ultimate universe to bend to my lunacy creative thought process.

And it holds many, many gays within it. Because one pairing just wouldn’t cut it for me, like, ever.

Anyway! A fanfic below for you and anyone else looking to read. Please enjoy! 

Along a wide, sunset bathed cliffside location, two hands drifted across the sky, hovering over a gathering of numerous creatures of different backgrounds.

 An orderly hand pointed out with its finger, slowly flowing around the cast herd below, as it neared one.

 “Fox!” An omnipotent voice thundered from the skies.

 “Another fight, then.” Fox smirked and readied his blaster. A red coin flashed below his feet. “So be it. Let’s go!”

 “No.”

 “Wait, what?”

 Drifting away, the hand floated off, and the red circle beneath Fox had vanished.

 “…What was the point of that?” The pilot folded his arms and watched as the hand flew off. “…Pikachu, come on. Wasn’t that weird?”

 “Pika pi.”

 “Oh, don’t give me that.” Fox’s ears lowered as the yellow mouse beside him chuckled.

 “Sorry, it’s too fun.” He scratched his ear and twitched his tail. “You’d think that it would make more sense for someone like me to talk, considering that you and your friends can.”

 “Friend.” Fox rolled his eyes. “Falco is my friend, Wolf is not.”

 “…I meant those other animal people.” Pikachu lifted his paw and counted. “If I have their names correct, that includes Peppy, Slippy, uh…Krystal, and—”

 “Ok, ok, you got me there.” Fox shrugged. “Still, I don’t get why those hands can be so indecisive. I mean, the guy’s called ‘Master Hand,’ shouldn’t he be more of a master of his own fate kind of being?”

 “Come to think of it, should we even be addressing him and the crazy one as males?” Pikachu tilted his head, watching the other hand circle through the sky, waving its fingers about wildly. “Just because they have masculine voices, that doesn’t really confirm if we’re meant to address them as such.”

 “They want to be addressed that way, last I heard.” Fox rubbed behind his head. “I know they’re just floating hands with supreme powers in this realm, but they are alive in their own sense, so…” Fox sighed. “This is a complete separate conversation from what I wanted to talk about.”

 “Ridley!”

 “Ah, is this the part where we all yell out, ‘Ridley confirmed!’” Pikachu smirked as a crowd some distance from him and Fox did just that. “Ah…that never gets old.”

 “Samus kind of hates that.” Fox glanced over as the armored warrior seethed. “A lot.”

 “Yeah…and I have some memory of fighting him too, now that you mention it.” Pikachu shrugged. “But hey, he’s oddly good with Pichu.”

 “So is that big cat guy from your universe!” Fox blinked. “…Is he a guy cat?”

 “The one with us today happens to be, yes.” Pikachu chuckled. “Got your head spinning a bit, huh?”

 “Ugh, honestly.”

 “King K. Rool!”

 “And there’s Donkey Kong’s most hated,” pointed out Fox, as a blue light burst from under a large crocodile with a crown.

 “Sure…his, uh, ‘most hated,’ let’s go with that.”

 “They’re enemies, from what I was told.” Fox raised an eyebrow. “Did I miss something?”

 “Uh…someone else should explain it to you.”

 “Duck Hunt! Duck Hunt! Duck Hunt!”

 “What the hell is he doing now?”

 “Probably trying to make that sound ridiculous if he can mash it quickly enough.” Pikachu snickered. “If you’re fast enough, it sounds like—”

 “Something really immature.”

 “Um…well…” Pikachu puffed out his cheek. “Buzzkill, dude.”

 “I’m just saying.”

 “Yeah, you’re right, I guess.”

 “Shulk!”

 “Pit!”

 “Ice Climbers!”

 “Team Battle!”

 “Time!”

 “Stamina!”

 “Time!”

 “Huh.” Pikachu scratched his nose. “Guess they’re swapping rules along with us.”

 “This is the first time I haven’t heard them yell ‘Stock’ in ages.” Fox clutched his head. “It’s almost always the case.”

 “Pretty much.”

 “Ready to Fight!”

 Disks of earth erupted from the ground, carrying off the six selected fighters. A massive portal opened up, carrying them off to a spacious field with a train rushing through the area.

 “Ooh…that’s going to suck for them.” Pikachu winced. “Spirit Train gets a little crowded, you know?”

 “It’s not exactly my first choice either,” admitted Fox. “Though…it’s nice to feel the rush of the wind on a moving vehicle.”

 “You would enjoy that.” Pikachu shook his head and ambled away. “Ah well. Let’s get going.”

 “Going?”

 “Yeah.” Pikachu turned back and blinked. “What, you’re not going to just sit here and wait for them to drag us off in who knows how long that fight’s going for, are you?”

 “Well, I…I just figured…”

 “Oh my gosh, you were.”

 “Hey, come on!” Fox folded his arms. “What else are we supposed to do?”

 “Literally anything else.” Pikachu rolled his eyes. “They don’t even need us exactly to stand here. We’re two of…how many versions of us exist here again?”

 “Point taken, but—”

 “But nothing.” Pikachu motioned for Fox to follow him. “Palutena is going to have a bunch of us at her temple.”

 “To do what?”

 “I don’t know, socialize?” Pikachu continued walking. “Look, you can stand here and wait in your numbered spot, if you want. But, I’d rather relax and play with my friends than just…sit here.”

 Glancing back at the barren sky, Fox spun around as another portal opened in the sky. A goddess with flowing green hair rose up.

 “How is it you mortals start these sort of things?” Palutena tapped her cheek, and then shrugged. “Ah, whatever. Come on, let’s party!”

 Bewildered, Fox shook his head and walked behind Pikachu, as they both followed the massive crowd through the portal.

 Entering a vast structure in the heavens above, Fox and Pikachu stepped onto a grassy cliff. A smaller mouse scurried over to them and excited grabbed at Pikachu.

 “Pikachu, Pikachu!” The tiny mouse bounced around. “Come on, come on! Kirby’s going to play with me and Jigglypuff! And he’s bringing Meta Knight too!”

 “Aw, that’s really cute, Pichu…wait, Meta Knight?” Pikachu grinned. “This, I’ve got to see.” He turned back to Fox. “See you later, Number 7.”

 “Later, Number 8.”

 “Maybe that trainer will let the other Pokemon play with us too!”

 “As long as he’s not stuffing us in balls, sounds good.”

 Fox waved as the Pokemon hurried across the bridge. They bumped a black-winged angel off, who flapped his wings and floated back onto the wooden planks.

 “Hey! Watch it!”

 “Aw, don’t be so angry, Pittoo.” Palutena floated to him, spiraling her staff around. “Come on, relax, enjoy yourself instead of brooding for once.”

 “It’s not brooding, it’s thinking quietly.”

 “Sure, right.”

 “Don’t you have an angel of your own to annoy?”

 “He got selected to battle, or didn’t you hear those other god hands choose him?” Palutena laughed. “That means I get to boss you around in his place!”

 “Not happening.”

 “You’re not refusing a goddess, are you, Pittoo?”

 “My name is Dark Pit!”

 “…That really, really doesn’t sound much better.”

 Fox stifled a laugh and hopped from the cliff, down to the next, and walked over to a flat platform between it and another grassy cliff. He gazed out at the golden clouds and smiled before turning and sitting by the water’s edge, listening to the cascading waterfall flow down below him.

 “Yo, Fox!”

 Glancing up, Fox watched as a blue bird flipped backwards off of a cloud, leaping down and landing on the grass below. He popped back up, waved his wing with a wink, and walked over.

 “Falco, hey.” Fox waved, and then pointed past him. “You do know there was a ladder that you could’ve taken, right?”

 “Yeah, but wasn’t that way more stylish?” Falco rubbed a wing over his beak. “That’s much more my speed, you know?”

 “If you want to break your feet some day, sure.” Fox chuckled as Falco sat beside him. “So, what are you up to around here?”

 “Nothing much, just enjoying a nice perch.”

 “Leave to Falco to find a high spot to hang from,” teased Fox.

 “What can I say?” Falco smirked. “I do prefer the air.”

 “Oh, not that again.”

 “Come on, it’s a great line!” Falco puffed out his chest. “It’s really…me, you know?”

 “Uh-huh.”

 “Don’t be jealous because I’m the one with more personality,” mocked Falco. “That’s why a lot of people get into this place, you know. Go ask that spunky princess, the blonde fighter guy, or that blue vested vampire guy.”

 “Vampire killer, I think.”

 “Whatever, they hang out with a vampire either way.”

 “True.” Fox blinked. “Speaking of, have you seen Krystal?”

 “Nope.”

 “…You…don’t sound all that concerned about her.”

 “Why should I?” Falco shrugged. “She’s not really the same as us, you know?”

 “Hey, she can fight just the same—”

 “As in from the same point in our universe, Fox.”

 “Ah. Well…wait, what do you mean?”

 “You know, that whole, uh…how did the others put it…?” Falco waved his wings around. “The chronology thing! How she’s from this set era based on a time that we never existed in. It’s not really hers either, but it’s from that adventure.”

 “An adventure of ours that we’ve never been on?”

 “There, that!” Falco grinned, as Fox tilted his head. “…Don’t look at me like that. You remember going to the dinosaur planet, Sauria?”

 “No, but…I don’t remember a lot of things that I’m supposed to around here.” Fox rubbed his head. “Something about space alien species known as Aparoids, Andross having a grandson, it’s all…I don’t know, foreign?”

 “Includes Krystal,” reminded Falco.

 “Look, just because we don’t really recognize her and she doesn’t really understand why we’re different doesn’t mean that we should treat her like she doesn’t belong with us.” Fox lowered his eyes as Falco folded his arms. “Come on, don’t be like that.”

 “She’s weird, just admit it.”

 “Different, not weird,” corrected Fox.

 “Call it what you want.” Falco shrugged. “Anywho, that’s neither here nor there. At least she has herself around here. Peppy being a big handsome penguin with a bunny headband is weird.”

 “Yeah, you’ve got…wait, what?”

 “I mean, I know it’s not really him, but—”

 “Whoa, whoa, back it up.” Fox pointed at Falco. “Did you just utter ‘handsome’ about that big penguin guy?”

 “…No?”

 “Pretty sure my hearing is one of the best around here.”

 “Pretty sure you’re crazy.”

 “Falco.”

 “Ok, maybe I did!” Falco hopped up from Fox’s side. “So what?”

 “Are you into him?”

 “Into who?”

 “That penguin.” Fox tapped at his chin. “I think he’s…Dedede?”

 “King Dedede.”

 “Holy crap, you do have a crush on him.”

 “Do not!” Falco blushed and twisted away. “It’s not like it’s that big of a deal.”

 “Are you so offended by me knowing?”

 “Knowing what?!”

 “That you like the king.”

 “Which?” Falco snapped his beak shut and twisted back, eyes widened. “Uh…what?!”

 “…You like more than one of them?”

 “No!” Falco twisted back and placed his hands on his hips. “Where do you even get off with those ideas?”

 “Well, the only red spots of your feathers are around your eyes, not your cheeks.” Fox pointed at Falco’s brightened face. “Also, I think even your beak is glowing a bit from—”

 “I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

 “Aw, that’s so cute.” Fox blinked. “Hang on, did you like Peppy before—?”

 “Ew, no!” Falco fumed. “Enough, Fox!”

 “So…if King Dedede is one…” Fox snapped his fingers. “Oh, that King K. Rool guy, he’s another one, huh?”

 “Gross, no way!” Falco stomped his foot. “Come off it, Fox!”

 “Wow, you are.” Fox smirked. “The penguin I get, birds of a feather and all that. But the crocodile?”

 “What?! What’s wrong with him?!” Falco shifted his eyes back and forth wildly. “Uh, not that I care.”

 “Hmm.” Fox’s grin broadened. “Do you have a thing for big guys, Falco? I didn’t think you had a particular type.”

 “I don’t!”

 “You sure?”

 “Shut up, Fox!”

 “Hey, do you like that Wario guy too?”

 “Are you serious?!” Falco scooped Fox up by his jacket. “Ooh, I could clobber you myself, here and now!”

 “Think that role is reserved for me.”

 Both pilots spiraled around as a third stood on the cliffs above them, smirking a toothy grin.

 “Wolf!”

 “Saved by the rival.” Falco sighed, and blinked, releasing Fox. “Not…not that I needed that.”

 “Good, because I’m not here to rescue you from your embarrassing heavy guy crushes,” mocked Wolf.

 “Oh, come on!”

 “What the hell do you want, Wolf?!”

 “Just keeping tabs on you, same as always, Fox.” Wolf spun away. “Carry on, you two, gossiping like those psychic kids and villagers about silly crushes.”

 Running off, Wolf cackled as he hurried away. Tightening his hands to fists, Fox jerked up from the ground.

 “Fox, he’s absolutely baiting you,” cautioned Falco. “What for is beyond me, but that’s definitely bait.”

 “Maybe so, but I’m not just going to let him go around causing trouble whenever or wherever he wants.” Fox jumped up to the cliff. “If anyone can stop him, it’s me!”

 “You get him, Fox!” Falco rubbed behind his head as Fox twisted around, shooting his teammate an inquisitive look. “Uh…what?”

 “You’re not coming?”

 “Um…you, uh, you want me to?”

 “…You’re waiting for that penguin, aren’t you?”

 “No!”

 “Whatever, I can handle Wolf on my own.”

 “Hey, Fox!”

 Running across the bridge, Fox charged after Wolf, who disappeared past the fountain. Hopping down from a ledge as three princesses giggled and whispered with one another near an actual temple, he surged past them, swinging down past another ledge.

 “Hey, watch where you’re going, tough guy!” The princess in yellow and orange placed her hands on her hips, glaring after him. “My girlfriends and I don’t appreciate you just running amuck, got it?”

 “Sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt the gal pals.”

 “Girlfriends.”

 “Right, that’s what—” Wolf clasped his mouth shut. “Oh. …Huh. My mistake. Carry on and enjoy, ladies.”

 Grinning, he hopped down to a pit below, falling past a hall and down to a cavern dungeon. A blue frog and a red tiger were chattering together there.

 “Ok, so the cave was a less, uh…intimate than I imagined,” admitted the tiger. “That’s my bad.”

 “It’s double your bad, Incineroar, because I told you this place wasn’t a nice spot,” grumbled the frog. “I’ve been here before, you haven’t.”

 “Sorry, for the third time already, Greninja!” Incineroar folded his arms. “Look, I just thought somewhere darker might be cozier for us than…” He shuddered. “…Cozier than anywhere near the waterfalls.”

 “Or the fountain,” insisted Greninja. “Those were nicer spots!”

 “Boy oh boy, I do love interrupting couples today.” Both jerked around and glared at Wolf, who grinned and waved at them. “Hello, fellow evildoers.”

 “In our world, ‘evil’ is a description of mysterious types that people don’t understand, including our own kind,” snapped the frog. “It’s not the same as in yours at all.”

 “Right, sure.”

 “What do you want, Wolf?”

 “Ooh, you know me!” Wolf placed his hand over his chest. “I’m touched, kitty-cat.”

 “It’s Incineroar,” snapped Greninja. “Quit being condescending.”

 “So defensive of your partner,” teased Wolf. “How sweet.”

 “If you don’t want me to pound you out of the stratosphere, you’ll choose your next words carefully.” Incineroar growled.

 “Come on, we all know you’re a big softie.”

 “I’m not,” warned Greninja.

 “No, you…you’re rougher.” Wolf grinned. “Like me.”

 “What?”

 “You two and I should team up once in a while,” offered Wolf. “After all, I’ve got an assassin on my team back where I’m from, like you, froggie.” Wolf beamed as Greninja rolled his eyes. “And you, well…apparently, I have worked with a big cat before. Maybe not as meaty, and maybe not to my recollection, but—”

 “Not interested.” Incineroar smirked. “Like you called it, I’m the big softie. Folks may like me fooling around with the bad guys for show, but I’m not about to roll with one like you outside of one.”

 “…Huh. First time that one backfired on me.”

 “Wolf!”

 Twisting back with a jump, Wolf lowered his eyes as Fox growled at him from above.

 “Sorry, boys, looks like I’ve got to run.” He grinned back to them. “Enjoy your date. Offer’s open whenever you like.”

 “It’ll stay open,” both Pokemon fired back simultaneously.

 Hopping up onto an orange spring, Wolf flew up and past Fox, bouncing onto another spring and upwards again.

 “Get back here!”

 Jumping onto the spring, Fox chased after him. Incineroar and Greninja blinked athe two disappearing pilots and glanced back to each other.

 “Fountain of Dreams would have been a much nicer spot to be right now,” insisted Greninja. “We could have had a relaxing evening there.”

 “Oh, here we go.” Incineroar sighed and rolled his eyes. “Babe, what part of ‘Fire Type’ don’t you get?”

 Fox carried on after Wolf, but stopped short as he climbed up to the fountain. A monkey in a cap and shirt walked past him.

 “Oh, hey! Uh…Diddy Kong!” Fox hurried to the monkey. “Listen, can you help me catch Wolf? I need to—”

 “Wolf?! He’s here, in this place?!”

 Jerking back, Fox blinked at the monkey. His eyes were lowered and he grinned darkly.

 “Star Fox, I’m certainly not about to help you over my, ah…leader.”

 “…So…you not wearing red…is because…?” Fox blinked. “Are you ok, Diddy?”

 “It’s Andrew, Fox!”

 “…Ah.” Fox nodded. “In that case…”

 Grabbing the monkey by the shirt, Fox flung him out past the bridge and spiraling away from the skies, as the chimp screamed out and fell away.

 “You’re lucky that doesn’t kill you,” called Fox with a wave. Twisting back, he gazed past the fountain. “Now…after Wolf.”

 Clawing his way up platforms past the temple, Wolf leapt up and to the shrine that hovered above the smaller temple. He rushed to the altar, where Palutena talked with a blue haired woman.

 “So then, I rushed back through time to go help my father, and put a stop to the fell dragon once and for all.” The woman blinked, and unsheathed her sword. “Lady Palutena! Be wary. A beast approaches.”

 “What?” Palutena turned around. “Oh, you.” She smiled. “Wolf, wasn’t it?”

 “That’s right.” Wolf rested his hands on his knees. “I’m going to need your help, ah, Lady Palutena.”

 “Excuse me?”

 “You heard right.” He picked himself back up. “Come on, get me a portal that goes to the other big crowd, off at that cave.”

 “The one below? I think there’s only a couple down there.”

 “The other cave, not even here.” Wolf paused and waved a fist up and down. “You know, where that, uh…that penguin comes from.”

 “Oh, the Great Cave.” Palutena nodded, and turned back to the woman. “Sorry, where were you with the story, Lucina?”

 “Hey, I introduced you to her! The whole ‘mortal above the rest like Link,’ wasn’t it? They’re the two that catch your eye the most.” Wolf folded his arms. “You owe me.”

 “I believe you’ve forgotten that I’m goddess,” reminded Palutena, maintaining her smile as she whipped back to Wolf. “I don’t owe you anything.”

 “But don’t you want to help out a poor, troubled creature like me?”

 “You have me confused with the other goddess who takes in nature’s strays.”

 “Come on, I need to get somewhere where I can get lost with a partner of mine.”

 “Oh, him.” Palutena giggled. “That much I could arrange. Just give me a moment to get the Hands’ attention and permission.”

 “…Don’t you use your own powers here?”

 “Not quite. This place isn’t the same as my home.” Palutena tapped at the altar. “I can use some magic here, but the Hands are the ones in control.” She turned and raised her staff. “Ok, we should be good.”

 “Wait, that quick?”

 “I may be limited here, but I am a goddess.”

 A portal opened across the sky and Wolf gazed in at the castle and grass structures over lava. He smirked as he heard someone groan and crawl up the shrine.

 “Wolf!”

 “Thanks a bundle, then, goddess!” Wolf rushed through the portal. “Don’t keep me waiting, Fox!”

 “Get back here!”

 Running after Wolf, Fox disappeared through the portal as it sealed away from the heavenly skies. Palutena sighed and flipped her hair.

 “My apologies, Lucina.” The swordswoman gawked at her as she leaned against the altar. “Now, you went through time to catch up with Chrom, right? I think he’s with Robin past the tower now, if you want to go see those men…well, you know their bonds, I’m sure.”

 Jumping out of the portal over the castle and landing on the platform over the lava, Fox whirled around, spotting Wolf as he flipped down from a ledge past the palm trees.

 “Catch me if you can, McCloud!”

 “Damn it, Wolf!”

 Flipping past women with guns, with one blowing a kiss to the other, Fox and Wolf descended across the platforms, jumping down deeper into the cave.

 “Mind the mine carts, Fox,” cautioned Wolf.

 “What do you care?!”

 “A lot.”

 “What?!”

 “Come on, let’s—”

 “No, enough of this!”

 Tackling Wolf, the two canine pilots dropped past a burning wall and crashed down onto a tile ramp. Eying the track that ascended past the cannon, Wolf exhaled, and grunted as Fox pinned him to the floor.

 “Start talking, Wolf!” Fox growled. “What are you up to?”

 “Never thought you’d end up on top between us,” teased Wolf.

 “Wuh…what?!”

 “Lighten up, Fox.” Wolf pushed Fox from atop him. “Come on, let’s go somewhere else.”

 “Oh no, I didn’t chase you from one stage to another to just…talk!”

 “Hey, I’m the one that wanted to come here to do just that.”

 “…Come again?”

 “Nuh-uh.” Wolf wagged his finger. “Come on, follow me. Before we get run over…”

 Ambling down the ramp, Wolf beckoned Fox to follow. Raising an eyebrow, glancing back for the cart, Fox shook his head and followed Wolf down the ramp. Ahead of them, past the platforms before the castle, stood a boy in an orange tunic.

 “Oh, isn’t that one of the Links?” Fox waved to him.

 “Fox, hold on—”

 “Hello there, Link!”

 Twisting around, the boy grinned happily. He plucked a bomb out and hopped forward at Wolf and Fox.

 “…Does he normally do that?”

 “No!”

 “Didn’t think so.”

 Jumping out, Wolf kicked the boy back, knocking his bomb away. Grinning still, the boy hopped up, and bounced away along the ramp of railway tracks.

 “Kids with bombs are scary, but that was outright terrifying,” murmured Wolf. “You good, Fox?”

 “What was wrong with him?!”

 “That wasn’t actually a Link, Fox.” Wolf scratched his head. “Aren’t you used to this world, yet?”

 “You say that like you are!”

 “Kind of am.”

 “How?!”

 “We’re Spirits, Fox. It’s not like we’re actually who we are.”

 “…Come again?”

 “Look, I’m not explaining this on the tracks.” Wolf jumped down and past the buried castle walls. “Let’s go this way.”

 Raising an eyebrow, Fox followed Wolf along, and they walked past the castle’s pillars. Ahead, beyond the platform, were a man and monster.

 “Isn’t that Bowser and Mario?” Fox pointed at the two.

 “Don’t try greeting them,” warned Wolf. He glanced at the pair and exhaled, brushing his head. “Well, at least they’re the usual two.”

 “Huh?”

 “Just shut up and listen.”

 Blinking, Fox looked from Wolf and back to the duo. Mario watched as Bowser took his hand, and guided him to the tiled platforms below the lava ceiling.

 “Come on, just look at that!” Bowser grinned to Mario. “That’s such a look for my castle, and it’d be perfect!”

 “While I admit that a lava infested castle sounds like it should belong to you, I’m pretty happy that it’s not yours.”

 “Mario, come on.” Bowser lifted his arms and flopped them down. “This place should be mine, not Dedede’s or Kirby’s or whoever.”

 “Meta Knight’s?”

 “Sure, him. Though he owns a whole battleship, so he doesn’t care about this place.”

 “I’m not sure if any of them do, really.”

 “All the more reason it should have been my castle!”

 “You did get a few places that look like it,” reminded Mario. He guided Bowser back by the hand, and pointed at the castle walls. “Besides, look at the windows of…are those stained glass or something else?”

 “They look like clay.”

 “Weird.” Mario shook his head. “Anyway! This place isn’t really the best location, is it? It’s so hard to find anyone around here, it’s too spacious, and would you really want your castle to be so marred by tons of lava spots where touching them could practically kill you?”

 “…That literally sounds like my castle, so, yes.”

 “Ugh, Bowser…” Mario brushed a hand over his head. “Ok, look, I admit that you should have a better place to call your home—”

 “Thank you!”

 “But, you and I can share nicer spots around the Mushroom Kingdom stages.” Mario took both of Bowser’s hands into his own. “Isn’t that be nicer than, I don’t know, a huge mess like this place?”

 “Maybe.” Bowser sighed. “I just don’t like sharing them with…let’s see, three princesses, one of my plants, each of the seven Koopalings, the alternate reality version of you as a doctor—”

 “Ok, it’s strange, I know, but we have a lot of places that feel like home for all of us,” reasoned Mario. “Out of those places, you and I can always find somewhere that’s just right for, well, us.”

 “…And Junior, and your brother—”

 “Bowser.”

 “Yeah, those two I don’t mind as much.” He chuckled as Mario nudged his stomach. “Sorry, sorry. You’re right, I just don’t like admitting it.” He shrugged. “So, you want to get out of here?”

 “We need to wait for someone to get us out of here.” Mario scratched behind his head. “Besides, you said you wanted me to model some of the new costumes for you?”

 “Ooh, can you bring those out from here?” Bowser clapped his hands together. “Your wedding tuxedo is a lot hotter than I like admitting to.”

 “Wait, what?!”

 Mario and Bowser spiraled around as Wolf groaned, pushing Fox down from their sight.

 “These places have no privacy at all,” muttered Bowser. Louder, he grumbled out, “What do you want, Wolf?”

 “Nothing from you, Bowser.” He sheepishly grinned. “Just admiring you and yours.”

 “Super. Admire us another time and give us our minute alone, will you?”

 “Sure thing, buddy.”

 “We’re not buddies.”

 “We’re definitely buddies.”

 “Get lost, already.”

 Chuckling, Wolf slid down from the pillar and pulled Fox away. Tugging his arm free, Fox pointed back in the couple’s direction.

 “I have several questions.”

 “Spirits, Fox.” Wolf rolled his visible eye, and ambled away from the buried castle walls. “That literally answers everything.”

 “It does not!”

 “We’re Spirits that are based on the lot of our different universes and all mashed together here to fight and mingle otherwise, while also preventing the fabric of reality from being disrupted and causing a calamity across all of our homes from our joining.” Wolf’s shoulders slumped as Fox’s mouth parted open. “How does that not make sense to you?”

 “You sounded smart.”

 “Ouch. Thanks.”

 Spotting the Young Link in orange ride a mine cart down holding a bomb, Wolf grabbed Fox again, and dragged him across the platforms in front of the castle. They waited as the mine cart crashed on the platform above them, rattled off past, and crashed into the walls behind them.

 “Is he going to be—?”

 “He’s fine.” Wolf tugged Fox on again. “Quit acting like you don’t know how this place works, Fox. Didn’t you lob a monkey off the bridge earlier?”

 “You saw that?”

 “Hey, you were supposed to be chasing me.” Wolf chuckled. “Had to know why you stopped.”

 “He was acting like Oikonny from home.”

 “Ah.” Wolf shook his head. “I don’t know why multiple versions of me ever even recruited him. I get that it was mostly Andross’s meddling, but—”

 “Speaking of, we’re through, by the way.” Fox pulled from Wolf again. “You helped them with killing my father, and you’re still my enemy.”

 “Based on him, not him,” reiterated Wolf. “Is it that hard to get?”

 “Doesn’t matter to me.” Fox shook his head. “You’re a Wolf through and through after all.”

 “A Wolf that has memories of multiple lives and origins, Fox.” He chased after Fox, as the two hopped past a platform near blue and purple crystals. “There’s a world, a galaxy, where you and I have allied with one another. Multiple times.”

 “That’s got to be a lie.”

 “It’s not!” Fox turned back as Wolf paused. “It…it’s not. You know about that…uh, that alternate version of the Lylat that Krystal yammers about?”

 “You know her name?”

 “She’s one of us!” Wolf shuddered. “Even if I do find that creepy to admit out loud.”

 “Go on.”

 “Huh? Oh.” Wolf cleared his throat. “That place, the one with the, um…the Aparoids.” Wolf took Fox’s hand. “You and I were side-by-side in that place.”

 “And…you remember that?”

 “Well…no.”

 “So much for multiple memories—”

 “Look, Fox.” Wolf watched as Fox jumped down by the bottom section of crystal shards, and hopped after him. “Please, I’m trying to—”

 “Trying what, Wolf?!” Fox spiraled around. “What do you even want?”

 “This version of me holds the memories of a Wolf that held some kind of basis on that Wolf.” Wolf dragged his claw over his face. “That sounded so much better in my head.”

 “Did it?”

 “Fox, the Wolf that was a Trophy, from this universe…” Wolf paused and straightened his posture. “You know how we’re all assigned numbers and we’re meant to be based on fighters that were previously from this place, right?”

 “What, like how I’m Number 7 out of…however many we are again?”

 “Yes, yes, that!” Wolf grinned, more genuinely than his usual kind. “You’re Number 7, and I’m Number 44. We’re the basis of fighters that the Master Hand has had clash before in this place. And I don’t get that very much, but I know of the Wolf that was a Trophy before me, one that was lost years ago.”

 “They lost a few before, and only some were found during the last gathering of everyone,” recalled Fox. Wolf raised an eyebrow to him, and Fox turned away. “I paid attention to the stories, I just…don’t really understand them that well. Or the ones that keep calling me one of the Original 8, like that should mean something to me.”

 “It does in this universe, Fox.” Wolf grabbed his hand again. “And that’s the weird thing, because I know you have some of those memories instilled into you, just like I do.”

 “Uh…well, I sort of—”

 “You do! I already know you do!” Wolf pointed back. “That’s why you can pick up on so many names and recognize faces quickly. Mario’s like an old friend even though he looks nothing like us, right?”

 “He…feels that way, sure, but—”

 “But nothing!” Wolf shook Fox’s hands again. “This is what I mean. These versions of us, we’re…we are, but we’re not who we are.” He smiled again. “That means we have the freedom to pursue what we want when we’re not part of the battles, not part of the show.” His lips curled up further. “Why do you think we’ve hurried past so many pairs earlier?”

 “What? Those princesses, Mario with Bowser—?”

 “Even Falco crushing on some weird type interest he developed.” Wolf nodded. “That’s all part of the freedoms we do have here, the will to choose how we go forward from who we’re supposed to shadow, and who we want to be.”

 “That’s a really weird concept.”

 “Is it, though?” Wolf folded his arms. “Come on, don’t act like you feel entirely comfortable around even Falco.”

 “He’s my good friend and teammate,” defended Fox. “We belong together.”

 “There’s nothing about him that seems odd?” Wolf snorted. “Besides the crushes.”

 “Well…not weird enough—”

 “But there are differences to what you think you know about him!” Wolf pointed at Fox. “And, and, he has those weird lines that he brings up that he swears up and down—”

 “That he’s used countless times before,” finished Fox. He blinked and gazed at the shards. “…Like it’s something we’ve talked about plenty of times already, but I don’t even remember him saying them.”

 “Exactly!”

 “Still…” Fox folded his arms. “I don’t think…I mean, we are like that, but…Falco—”

 “No, no, Falco’s served his purpose for my point, leave him to his one-sided lusting.” Fox opened his mouth, but Wolf covered it. “He barely knows any of them, and I know for a fact that King K. Rool has eyes more for Ridley and Donkey Kong over Falco, so that’s definitely a lost cause.” Wolf dropped his hand away. “Us so-called villains tend to get lumped together, even though you’ve already seen that I’m not exactly the best of friends with them.”

 “Bowser likes you.”

 “No he doesn’t.”

 “He could’ve been a lot angrier at us before.” Fox smirked. “I think he does like you.”

 “And again, you feel like you know him, don’t you?” Wolf placed his hands on his hips as Fox’s arms fell, and he slowly nodded. “It’s because your Spirit is imbued with the memories of the Fox, or the Foxes, that came before you.”

 “It really doesn’t sound any more normal the more you repeat that,” deadpanned Fox.

 “Fine, sorry.” Wolf shrugged. “Anyway, my point is that, when we’re not being forced to face off against each other…why don’t you and I…get to know one another better, as we are here?”

 “…You have no friends.”

 “Not really where I was going with that.”

 “You want stable friends that are more familiar to you than your villain buddies.”

 “Sort of on the right track, yes.” Wolf sighed. “Fox, whether we like to admit it or not, we’re close, and connected.” Fox opened his mouth. “Yes we are, don’t argue it.” Fox shut his mouth. “Look, can we just…try something different?”

 “For what? For us, or for…for who Fox and Wolf are supposed to be?”

 “Uh…both?” Wolf scratched his cheek and nodded. “Both, let’s go with both.”

 “So…what do you want to be?” Fox huffed and rolled his eyes. “Like Mario and Bowser back there?”

 “Why not?”

 “Because we’re not a couple!”

 “Why not?”

 “Because we’re…we’re…”

 “Not enemies.” Wolf held up his finger and wagged it. “We’re supposed to be, especially when we’re on display. But who we are…who we want to be…we don’t have to follow that design set for us.”

 “So, what, you want to be boyfriends?” Fox shot up an eyebrow. “What, am I supposed to believe that you’ve been attracted to me all this time?”

 “…Well—”

 “Oh, come on.”

 “You’ve got really pretty eyes. Emeralds.”

 “Wolf.”

 “A really nice figure all around too—”

 “Wolf!”

 “What? I’m catching you up to speed.”

 “But…but we’re not…” Fox’s cheeks fired up. “…You really like my eyes?”

 “Sure, the eyes are the compliment you liked.”

 “Wolf!”

 “Yes, ok?!” Wolf laughed and placed a claw on Fox’s shoulder. “…Yes.” He sighed. “I can’t get rid of this…this gnawing feeling in my mind. I want to be with you, and for some reason…I don’t know, being at your side feels…right.”

 “…Which Wolf is that one based on?”

 “I don’t know.” Wolf shrugged. “I don’t know if it’s the past Wolf’s thoughts, the current Wolf’s thoughts, some foreign iteration of me, or…or if it’s what I came up with myself.” Wolf sighed. “I just…I feel some weird sense of peace with you. Familiarity. Nostalgia. I don’t know what it is, but it calms me.” He sighed, brushing his arm over his reddened face. “You ever get that?”

 “…Usually with Falco, honestly, but…” Fox rubbed behind his neck. “I’d be lying if I denied having those feelings around you too.”

 “…So…”

 “…This is absolutely insane, but…”

 “Is Fox McCloud thinking about a life with me?”

 “Thinking about it.” Fox groaned as Wolf beamed. “Don’t make me regret that.”

 “You won’t, promise.”

 Wolf kissed Fox’s cheek, to which Fox jumped. He backed away as Wolf tilted his head at him.

 “What? Boyfriends kiss.”

 “We’re not boyfriends!”

 “Not yet.”

 “…Yet…”

 “Fox?”

 “…Somehow…this feels…”

 “…Familiar?”

 “Yeah.” Fox frowned. “Why?”

 “I don’t know.” Wolf touched his chest. “My heart pounds harder around you than anyone else, but that feels somehow like it’s supposed to be that way.”

 “When I’m with you, I just thought that my fur standing on edge was because we’re supposed to be enemies.” Fox gazed down. “But it feels that way now, and I don’t feel like fighting with you, so…that’s not the case, is it?”

 “Maybe it is. And maybe we’re perverting who we’re meant to be after all.”

 “But then why should we do it?”

 “Because it’s our choice.” Wolf closed the distance between them. “Maybe you don’t want to be with me, Fox, and that’s fine. But I like this, because we get to pick that we want to be together. And nothing feels like a greater middle finger to what destiny dictates us to be than to being with someone who’s meant to be your enemy.”

 “…Where the hell did you pull all of that from?”

 “Ah, well, I, uh…I might have listened to Chrom and Robin talking about their feelings and stories and…I don’t know, how their big romance started.” Wolf shrugged. “Everyone thought Chrom could only feel that way about the woman Robin, but he acted like that around the man Robin as well, or one form of him did, so…the two of them are why a lot of us questioned who we can be.”

 “…So Robin and Chrom’s relationship spawned all of this?”

 “No, not quite…but it did help a lot of us wonder.” Wolf cleared his throat. “At least, I did happen to pick up on it from them, and then went around, you know, observing—”

 “Spying.”

 “Not really…ok, fine, yes, I spied on others.” Wolf shrugged. “Sue me. It helped me come up with all of these thoughts.”

 “…How many others?”

 “Not that many.”

 “All of the other villains?”

 “Well, a lot of them, namely Bowser and K. Rool, but not all of them.” Wolf groaned. “Can we just get back to what we want to do?” Wolf rested his arms on Fox’s shoulders. “Tell me: do you want to try this, whatever we have…do you want to be with me?”

 “That’s…oddly polite of you.”

 “I’m a jerk, but I’ve got a little bit of heart.” Wolf chuckled. “It’s just buried away.”

 “Like this castle?”

 “Um…sure.”

 “Ok then.” Fox slowly exhaled. “Then…maybe I can…unearth it?”

 They paused for a moment. Then, Wolf cracked a smile and snorted.

 “Don’t—”

 “What?”

 “You’re ruining my only moment.”

 “That was cute.”

 “Oh, shut up.”

 “Make me.”

 “Gladly.”

 Grabbing Wolf’s cheeks, Fox hesitated, and the two gazed at one another. Slowly, he guided his face into Wolf’s, as they closed their eyes, and pressed their lips together. Wolf wrapped his arms around Fox’s back, as Fox’s hands slid down Wolf’s face and around his shoulders. Gently, they broke apart, and opened their eyes, staring into one another again, and slightly smiling.

 “Finally.”

 Both pilots jerked forward and whirled around, glancing at the cliff above them. A white and purple cat rolled its eyes while a black and blue jackal lightly clapped his paws together.

 “That only took, what, an hour?”

 “Mewtwo, hush.”

 “How…how long were you listening?” Fox poked his head past Wolf’s, as the larger canine faced away from their interlopers. “And why are you still?”

 “You interrupted our date,” deadpanned Mewtwo. “The least Lucario and I could do was intrude on yours.”

 “Hush.” Lucario smiled to the pair below. “I thought the whole thing was really adorable. A great confession sequence, and a true proclamation of love! Your auras were dancing with such a delight when you finally came together—”

 “Quit overselling it, their minds were messes.”

 “It was sweet and sincere, Mewtwo.”

 “It was a disaster that was barely averted.”

 “Uh…thank…you?” Fox tilted his head. “…Are you two just going to stay up there, or…?”

 “No, we’re leaving.”

 “What?!”

 “Lucario, we’re leaving. You got to see them kiss, they’re a couple, we’re going somewhere else now.”

 “But…but we could do more cute things too!” Lucario tugged at his partner as Mewtwo drifted away. “Double date! Wouldn’t that be nice?”

 “If we get Incineroar and Greninja with us, we can.”

 “Ok, then a triple date!”

 “No, Lucario.”

 “But it’s creative! You like creative things!”

 “Not like that.”

 “But it uses imagination and your mind! Mewtwo, wait up! Can’t we talk a little more about this? Hey, wait for me!”

 Fox waited and listened as the two disappeared up the cave. He sighed and chuckled, returning his attention to Wolf.

 “So, uh…how’d it feel to have your favorite role reversed?”

 “I’m an asshole.”

 “It’s not that bad.”

 “Fox, you don’t get it.” Wolf buried his head into Fox’s shoulder. “Oh, I’ve done that so many times, and now…how could I have been such a foul, rotten—?”

 “You’re not going to change, are you?”

 “Nope, interloping is fun.” Wolf picked his head up and grinned. “That’s how I got you after me, isn’t it?”

 “That’s not…oh, forget it.” Fox tugged Wolf along. “Come on, let’s move up the cave and look for a nicer spot near the crystal shards.”

 “Isn’t this one good?”

 “Not with those giant spikes hanging off the wall, no.”

 “Giant…?” Wolf turned and his ears twitched. “Oh yeah, those.”

 “We should make like those other two and head somewhere else.” Fox pulled Wolf along. “Let’s go.”

 “Ha.” Wolf followed him along. “Lead the way, Fox.”

 Both smirked at one another as they climbed up the Great Cave, searching for a spot to settle for a little while. They held one another’s hands all the while, and remained together throughout the night.

Ha. Haha. Ahahahahaha! I...I never want to write the Smash universe again. Good lord, is this how Sakurai feels every time?

But yeah, I thought it would be fun to analyze Ultimate’s interpretation on the characters, use my past one-shots of the fighters being reflections of their actual basis characters, and came up with this! ...Please don’t look at me like that, I kind of tried, ok?

It’s not always easy to pair off enemies, especially when the canon gets rewritten to screw you over ones that people love to see clash, but I thought I’d take the bait and go for it. Besides, at least I tried putting a little bit of logic as to how and why Fox/Wolf could be a thing besides them being cute together.

Please don’t hate me, I really, really tried.

Anyway, it was fun pulling that one out for Smash. And I think it featured a good number of pairs that @mrnerdling and @matsutzu would like and/or appreciate to some capacity, as well as another to satisfy myself, and another to barely reference something I made for another friend! One that probably won’t read this unless I literally tell them about it, oops.

So...trivia nonsense time!

Stages used:

That first one? That’s the stupid cliffside that keeps popping up since Smash 4 decided that this was a place where things happen. Or since Brawl’s ending, I guess? I’m not sure which one to blame, but Ultimate decided to bring it back, so I decided to use it! Bonus points: it’s also the living incarnation of the character select screen, because yes.

Palutena’s Temple. Because let’s be real, a goddess like her would totally have a party in her temple, which is just called Angel Land in Japan, I think, and that explains why there’s only one actual temple there. The more you know. Anyway! It’s one of my favorite giant map stages, and I used it previously, but I figured, screw it, it didn’t involve the whole map last time. So, clearly, I decided to one-up myself. Like an idiot amazing writer.

The Great Cave Offensive. That other mega map stage that...honestly, do people like playing this stage? I love Kirby to bits and pieces, but...it’s really a tacky servicing to both the mode from Super Star Ultra, a mess to play on, and just kind of...I don’t know, not great all around. Still, I figured I could try using it, since Bowser’s Castle isn’t available because of this hellhole it’s unique and a worthwhile challenge to include in a writing piece as a possible intimate locale. Plus, I have a very fond place in my heart for crystal shards. You know the ones.

Characters/Ships:

Obviously, the main pairing is Fox/Wolf. Because that’s what both of my friends like and it’s doable pairing without breaking my brain over crossovers really making too difficult of leaps in terms of sensibility. It’s not my top pick from the Star Fox universe, but mine are trashy, and this one is a fandom favorite that also is in Smash, so of course, a clear winner.

Falco and his embarrassing, one-sided crushes on big boys. Why that? You know, I thought early on with this, “Gee whiz, what’s Falco gonna do while Fox and Wolf run around with each other? He’s like the only bird in the game.” And then I remembered King Dedede existed. And then somewhere along the way, a wire in my brain snapped and I came up with, “Hurr durr, Falco/Dedede is a doable ship because blue birds, Smash makes it happen.” After that, another wire snapped, and I somehow came up with Falco liking big dudes. No, I can’t explain that one. You thought I had something clever for it, and I might have at one point, but it’s lost to me as of writing. And you think I know what I’m doing. No you don’t, no one does.

Greninja/Incineroar, a cute pairing that I’ve developed an obsessive interest in thanks to Incineroar’s Classic campaign. They’re actually pretty cute, both starters, both part-Dark, and both clearly not given enough attention together, so, screw it! I paired them off. I think this is the...you know what? I don’t know how manieth pairing. It’s number I lost track of how many people I put with Greninja. He’s flexible, sue me. I also like ninjas, but that has nothing to do with it. Ever. He’s just a really cute, quiet boyfriend for the equally cute, louder and showier Incineroar. They’re perfect. Why don’t people enjoy these two together? It’s because of Lucario, isn’t it? Lucario literally gets everyone in the Pokemon universe, the shipped king of the franchise, everyone’s favorite...

Palutena/Lucina, a fan-preferred pair that I didn’t get to give enough attention like I wanted to, because I really, really enjoyed writing Palutena’s sass, and Lucina just didn’t really fit into that. Lucina is a good girl, with a wholesome heart that acted to help save her dad, his friends, her friends, their kingdom, and all the world from an evil dragon. Palutena lives to drag Pit, Dark Pit, Medusa, Hades, Viridi, and literally everyone she meets down to the ground. This is her truest self, and that’s the reason we all love her. At least, that’s how I lie to myself about people liking her. Bonus points: crossover ship!

Peach/Daisy/Rosalina, the threesome pairing of the story that I barely touched on. And...no, I don’t have an excuse here. Daisy made it into Smash after years of being a palette swap. Like, she deserved that so much. And her girlfriends would be so happy to have her. And yeah, there was a part of my brain that said, “Daisy’s the kind of girl to use the word ‘girlfriends’ referring to her friends.” And then I did it again, but then made it so that girlfriends were more than just gal pals. You’re welcome.

Ridley/King K. Rool, a pair that I mentioned via Wolf, because they’re a duo that people have wanted in Smash for years, and, let’s be real, they’d probably be friends that might notice there’s something more blossoming, and not just because K. Rool reminds Ridley of his buddy Kraid, but because there’s a magical, special feeling between them, and it really needs to be addressed by the fandom at large, because I feel they could really make great things...

Bowser/Mario, my flagship pairing that I have been waiting to stuff into another story for the past three years at minimum. No, there is no logic behind this. But you know what? Bowser’s Classic clear congratulations screen has him kidnap Mario. In his wedding tux. Away from Peach. So, checkmate everybody, someone on the Smash team absolutely read my fanfic, and they convinced Sakurai to add that in. That is absolutely a thing. You all get to deal with a version of Bowsario being canon. You’re freaking welcome. Also, both of my friends like this pair too, so up yours, I get triple bonus points for that, because I’m the one that reminds them it exists every day. Every. Day.

Mewtwo/Lucario, that pair at the end that vaguely references my other Smash gift if you squint really hard. Ok, no, it doesn’t. I just wanted to shamelessly add in another pair of Pokemon. Because I love Pokemon, and I love that they have the most fighters on the roster. Cry about it all you want, haters. Pokemon wins. They always win. They are tripping with representation, and you all know it. Also, this pair shuts down people that hated on Lucario back during Brawl days, so it gives me special pleasure to consistently include it.

Robin/Chrom, the mostly-mentioned-only gay pair that helped me come up with, “Screw what destiny says, we’re gay” as a general story theme. I could have made it straight Chrobin. I could have, but, that goes so very hard against my ethics of...of...screw it, I like gay Chrobin better, their supports were cuter together, and there was a gay Fire Emblem Awakening hack that made their pairing so fulfilling to me. Chrom most definitely deserved to be in Smash, his daughter and husband needed him, so you haters can go away! ...They’re a beautiful couple, ok? I have like one friend who endlessly supports them elsewhere, and that’s good.

Bayonetta/Zero Suit Samus, as the blink-and-you’ll-miss-them pairing that you all most definitely glanced over because I only addressed them as women with guns. And it was definitely not Bayonetta who blew the kiss, because Samus is the one who...ok, fine, it was Bayo, shove off. And it was another attempt at a crossover ship, which I didn’t have nearly enough of. And I would’ve added more too, if it weren’t for that meddling clock ticking away and reminding me that I don’t have eternity to mix and match the Smash cast!

Pikachu, the character who no one would’ve expected to talk if Deadpool wasn’t making a movie about it. I firmly believe that only Deadpool could pull that off. No, not the actor. Deadpool literally came to life and managed to get Detective Pikachu off the ground. Anyway, it has nothing to do with me liking Pokemon a whole lot.

Pichu, another Pokemon that appeared and had nothing to do with me liking Pokemon a whole lot, and isn’t just the most adorable thing to appear and I’m so happy he’s back, you guys, I’m just...so...so happy.

Andrew Oikonny, a Spirit that embodied Diddy Kong and gave us the rare opportunity to see Fox display his top tier dominance in action. I mean, his violent side. Yes, that.

Poppy Bros. Jr., a Spirit that took form as Young Link and probably left a lot of you scratching your heads. It has nothing to do with me liking Young Link, his return, and/or wanting to add a lunatic bomb-thrower. It absolutely has nothing to do with me really, really wishing Bomberman was a playable character on the roster. If Hudson still existed, he...ok, he was never likely to make it, and I’m honestly amazed that Konami agreed to have him as an Assist Trophy character.

Samus, you know, with the armor, because I think I mentioned her for like two seconds with Pikachu and Fox’s segment. Like, physically being there. And separate from Zero Suit Samus. They’re totally different characters by the way. Metroid.

Master Hand, the godly being that I decided runs Smash Bros., probably like literally everyone else who writes Smash fanfic. Because, come on, the Hands absolutely run the show, right? Who else could? They don’t even get to be full villains anymore, because they’re always manipulated and because they’re our connection to the franchise as a whole. Master Hand represents the...get ready for this...spirit of Smash Bros. Boom, there it is! Look at that, I’m awesome.

Crazy Hand, that awkward kid twin for Master Hand that pretty much everyone goes out of their way to include, because honestly, we all love and relate to the crazy one.

Krystal, a frequently mentioned character that didn’t actually appear, but I decided to list her name individually since...she...you know, influenced some things. Like...multiverse. And...uh...that’s really it.

Mentioned: Kirby, Meta Knight, Shulk, Pit, Duck Hunt (the other bird of the roster is here!!), Link, you could make an argument for Toon Link, Wario, Bowser Jr. and the Koopalings lumped together, Luigi, and probably a handful more. Hell no, I did not even try to cram in the full roster, and yes, I absolutely wanted to try. And yes, I didn’t even include a bunch of my favorites, though I got a lot of them.

Items:

Haha, you’re hilarious. No, I wasn’t anywhere near including items. We didn’t watch actual fights. I don’t hate myself enough for that.

Music:

Probably something from youtube that I listened to and did not include in the story. Probably also from Smash. You’re welcome.

Good lord, is there always a huge credits list for things related to Smash? How do people honestly torment themselves by asking for more things to be added into a game franchise armed to the teeth with literally I can’t handle how much content? It’s wild.

Also, this is the best Smash game, we’re never going to top it, because they’ll probably cut back the roster after this, and I only ever wanted literally everyone in the series added in one Smash game.

Anyway! If you’re somehow still reading this, thank you very much, you’re a trooper! Especially @matsutzu and @mrnerdling, who I tagged multiple times to basically force them into reading all of this. You’re both welcome. And thank you very much for listening to me!

...That’s it. There’s no more here.

...Stop looking for after-credits shenanigans and go play Smash for yourselves.

[digitalpillory]

Planet Princeton

Dear Reader,

You’ve probably stumbled across this webpage accidentally during a cursory web search of my first and last name. The following is my attempt to correct the record and take a stand against the deplorable behavior of a particular journalist who has seemingly been nursing a vendetta against me for the last several years. Almost six years ago, Ms. Krystal K. Knapp (KKK henceforth for brevity) published my name and other identifying information about me on her news-oriented Word Press blog. The disparaging item consistently appears very high first page search results of almost all major search engines for my relatively uncommon name as a record of a number of charges brought against me by the town of Princeton while I was a graduate student at the university. The most damning and attention-grabbing item is the charge of DUI in a school zone as a result of a car accident. Succinct in her description, KKK misrepresents and sensationalizes an unfortunate event from many years ago of dismissed charges. However, due to the peculiarity of NJ law in this matter and my own ignorance and chagrin, I missed the window of opportunity to pursue a claim of defamation against KKK. Furthermore, dismissed charges in NJ are ineligible for expungement and therefore remains on a copy of my driving abstract with NJMVC.  

I sincerely regret having to resort to self-publishing my own narrative to provide additional context and information. However, after repeated requests over the last several years, KKK has ignored my requests and most recently alleges that she has removed my name or suppressed the item from search results which can be found here. I can understand KKK’s (personal) resolve to hold me accountable for these allegations. Yet, it appears spiteful, prejudicial, and arbitrary how she has chosen to single me out for her digital pillory, Planet Princeton. I do not know KKK personally and am unaware of any personal connection to her despite the fact that we are both graduates of schools in the town of Princeton, New Jersey. I am not fit to judge whether her academic or professional ethics support her behavior or if her readers are aware of this incredibly hurtful and glaring bias. In brief, KKK does not choose to publish every item or even names consistently in her periodic police blotters. So, I asked her in the public forum where she has delighted in denigrating my character over the last several years!

KKK hastily deleted my comments from public visibility, blocked my IP address so that I could no longer view her blog, and finally chided me privately for being charged in the first place. Maybe I should obey the law next time, she taunted. And for good measure, KKK threatened to sue me for harassment if I did not cease my requests for removal from her blog. Indeed, this dilemma had seemingly no satisfactory resolution.  KKK seems intent on trying to assassinate my character and publicly shame me for something about which she could only legally know very limited details. Was she trying to bait me into some kind of public dispute or enhance her own “credibility” or “celebrity” via a feud? For the first few years, I was shocked and intimidated by how she was trading upon her platform in the town that she is privileged to represent. Having a relatively uncommon name and without and fame or celebrity to contribute, I was at a loss for how to proceed, especially as I journeyed through life: graduating university, applying for jobs, starting new endeavors, and finally submitting applications to medical school.

So, if you found this webpage and you’re curious, allow me to tell you in my own words, lest you feel embarrassed to inquire about the charges. I was involved in a one-car accident one evening after dropping a friend home. I made a right turn onto a narrow, winding road after it had just begun to rain (without speeding), and my car hydroplaned and collided with a guard rail on the outskirts of the “school zone”. No persons or animals were injured or even present at the time of the accident. I voluntarily called the local police for help who later “determined that I had consumed alcoholic beverages according to KKK” I appeared before a local judge several weeks later to answer for the charges which were dismissed. It may also be worthwhile to know that a number of NJ DUI cases have been reopened and are now being re-litigated through post-conviction relief due to a landmark case that found faulty breathalyzer equipment. In the following months after adjudication, I was awarded a Secret-level security clearance by the U.S. government. 

That’s what you thought happened though, right? Maybe this is true for some who are acutely aware of current events or have had their own personal sagas with any kind of “revenge” publications or unflattering search results. However, I suspect there might be a significant and silent majority who are eager to believe calumny like this. Plus, the fact that it’s been present high on the results page for many years must only add to its credibility, right?. I’m not lobbying for a European-style “right to be forgotten” law or making a sociopolitical argument about shame, nor do I expect to win a war of words against this hard-nosed journalist. Rather, I would ask the reader to be cautious about the information you choose to accept and allow to guide your decisions whether implicitly or explicitly. It’s commonplace to google everyone you meet these days, but as KKK may now understand anyone can publish text online. The internet has authorized anyone to conduct their own unofficial background checks and public opinion trials.

Don’t get me wrong: I think that this can be good in many cases. More information is usually better and key to good decision-making like for research or sometimes just for entertainment. Free speech is a hallmark of this great nation.

Although I’m hardly KKK’s only victim here*, it appears that I am the only person who is willing to confront and challenge this behavior through reasoned arguments. It is unfortunate that the people of Princeton continue to condone and celebrate this kind of journalism that is fundamentally racist, misleading, and unfair. I hope that by sharing my personal experience I can raise awareness about different forms that prejudice and cyberbullying can take. Let’s all pledge to be responsible with our platforms and be decent to each other. Remember that someone can always tell the truth on you too and that each person is the protagonist of his or her own epic tale.

*Just look at a few of these articles and try to reason for yourself why some names are broadcast and others are not. Note: it is illegal to publish the names of minors, whistleblowers, and survivors of sexual assault under some conditions in NJ.

-Stephen Chaisson

Stephen is 2015 graduate of the Woodrow Wilson School at Princeton University in International Relations. He earned his undergraduate degree from Brown University and has worked in international development as an RPCV. He currently resides in Baltimore, Maryland where he works in the healthcare field with the ambition of becoming a doctor of medicine. 

Opinions expressed are solely my own and do not express the views or opinions of my employer.

[abcreid]

Reunion

Aaron Hotchner x Reader

It’s the shortest and I’m sorry for that

Inspired by Hotch.

Masterlist

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After the ‘she said yes’ thing between Rossi and his fiancée for the second time, Krystall; with a ‘K’ and two ‘L’s, you decided to go back to DC leaving the team behind with the joy and happiness. Well, the reason you left wasn’t because of you didn’t happy. You happy, of course for them. But you felt more jealous. You mean... they’re old man and woman who fell in love again, but you? Still single for this whole time. You didn’t want to ruin the perfect moment you you better left.

You had fell in love with someone before. You worked with him for a very long time, but your heart sparked right after he had a girlfriend. Ironic, wasn’t it? You never realized all of the attention he gave to you. How he cared about you until he had Beth. The cares still continue but not the same like before.

Everyone had been told you about him cared for you, but you always ignored them. Like, they just tried to messing you.

2 years passed and you still thinking about this man. You can’t move on from him. You regret all the time he left BAU. The Mr. Scratch thing was ruined everything. But you got distracted by work and you didn’t think about him anymore.

You walked alone in the street. It’s saturday night and too many couples walking around past you. Ugh, love birds everywhere. They were holding hands, kissing, hugging, like seriously? This heartbroken woman just past you and you still kissing?

You suddenly thinking about people at BAU. Rossi with Krystall now, the hot Matt stand strong with her wife, JJ with Will, Alvez with girlfriend, Emily has someone she likes, or maybe you could paired yourself with Spencer? Or no? That genius man is not equal with you. You don’t even consider him as a boyfriend material, he’s more like a bestfriend and tutor for you.

While thinking all of the stuff You weren’t supposed to think, you bought a coffee and walk out from the store. You took a sip and check your phone if anyone looking for you. Your eyes only focused on phone screen and didn’t realize your step until you bumped into someone and spill all your coffee to the ground.

“Where’s you-,” You didn’t finished your question rigjt after you saw who you bumped into. “Hotch?”

Your eyes locked into his and your heart starts to sparkling. This is that man who left two years ago. Hotch’s looked so shocked yet his expression is like always, flat.

“Hotch!” You tried to warm the awkwardness between you too.

“YLN.”

Your hands were trying to give a hug while he gave his hand to be shaken. But you hugged him anyway because you missed him so much. You missed his gesture, you missed him as a leader team. No you didn’t mean Emily is a bad leader. She’s great, but Hotch is better.

“Where have you been?” You asked him after you pull the hug. “No That’s not the right question, i knew you were in witness protection and then Mr. Scratch happened to be dead, you obviously knew that... and you probably lived your life... i mean how you doing now?”

“Me and Jack are great. I’m working as a prosecutor, again. And i have much time now to spend with Jack,” He smiled. “How are you? How’s the team going?”

“We’re great. Nothing changed, same as the time you left BAU. And there’s an addition, Matt Simmons. Oh and btw Rossi is proposed his ex wife again, Krystall.”

“With K and double L, right?” You and him lauged together, which is never happened in your life before. You were so happy seeing him this joy. He wears black suit, holding his briefcase, no pressure by the look of his face. He finally enjoyed his life. “I gotta go, Jack is waiting for me now, alone.” He reach something from his pocket.” “It’s my name card. I changed my number and there’s adress to my office. You could call me whenever you want, YN.”

He said goodbye to you and leave you.

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Breaking Down (1/?)

an introspective angsty Garvez fic inspired by the promo for 14x08: Ashely

warnings: discussion of prison

rating: k+ / g

words: 1126

It was the hug that broke her.

Krystall had just accepted Rossi’s proposal (a proposal she knew was coming, thanks to Penelope’s big mouth; she wasn’t sure she’d be able to forgive herself for that one) and the team was celebrating with balloons and champagne and hugs all around.

She’d hugged Dave, of course, murmuring congratulations (and another apology) as she did, and then Krystall. She’d hugged Prentiss, because it’d been a long couple of years but having Emily back in Virginia was making everything so much better.

She’d taken a sip of her drink, smiling and laughing and enjoying the festive vibe, and her mind had wandered gently to the thought that it was odd for something so big to happen in the family without Derek around. She’d thought about weddings; about JJ’s surprise ceremony in Rossi’s backyard and Derek and Savannah’s beautiful, intimate service; and about proposals; about what a nice change of pace it was for Rossi and Krystall to be engaged without anyone getting shot or held captive or tortured.

Standing in the happy first moments of David’s engagement and remembering Will’s and Derek’s proposals had had her mind naturally lingering on similar watershed moments in her own life: Shane Wyeth down on one knee with a black diamond ring she knew he couldn’t afford while she stood wondering if this was really all her future held, Kevin Lynch leaving her alone in front of the FBI elevators because she wasn’t ready to commit to him for forever.

Her heart had clenched and she’d found herself suddenly, violently longing for some semblance of the security she’d felt in the past, when she’d put that ring on her finger and told Shane she’d be his wife, when she’d looked into Kevin’s eyes and thought she’d never need another new gaming partner, when Derek had held her in his arms and she’d been sure that she could stay safe there forever.

She’d looked over at David and Krystall, glowing in the euphoria of their commitment to marry each other again, and couldn’t help but wonder if she’d missed the love of her life somewhere along the line. She wasn’t getting any younger, maybe she should call Sam again, or even Kevin . . .

And then he hugged her.

He wrapped his arms around her unexpectedly and she found herself melting into his embrace, her eyes closing and her head resting gently on his shoulder. She lost herself for a moment, giving into the warmth and comfort of his arms, before all her emotions hit her at once and she realized she was crying and her makeup was going to be ruined and people were going to ask if she was okay and it wasn’t fair to ruin Rossi’s moment by attracting attention to her own problems.

“Uh, excuse me,” she said softly to Luke, turning on her heel in hopes of escaping to her office without causing a scene.

She scurried to down the hall as quickly and as quietly as she could, but Luke must’ve had extra sneaky special agent shoes, because it wasn’t until she stopped to punch in the code to unlock her office that she realized she’d been followed.

“I’m fine, Newbie,” she whispered, brushing aside a tear and immediately wishing she hadn’t called him that. She knew she tended to react to her feelings by putting up walls, and a big part of her wanted more than anything else to let Luke inside that barrier.

Alvez just gave her a soft, sad smile and followed her into her office, then pulled out her chair for her to sit and leaned against her desk to face her.

She looked up into his eyes as he watched her intently, not pushing, just waiting for her to talk to him, but there for when she was ready, and she knew that love wasn’t a thing of her past.

She’d loved Shane, but she’d had to leave for her own sanity.

She’d loved Kevin, but she hadn’t been ready to settle down.

She’d loved Sam, but life pulled them too hard in different directions.

She’d loved Derek, she could admit it now, but he hadn’t loved her - not in the same way.

And now, looking up at a person she’d once sworn up and down to resent for all of eternity, she knew that - God help her - she loved Luke Alvez.

She loved the way he smiled at her, warm and open and kind and forgiving, even when she called him Newbie and told him she didn’t care about his lasagna; and she loved the way he never gave up on what he believed in - including her.

“I love you,” she said suddenly, and the she couldn’t breathe because she’d ruined everything.

Luke was happy with Lisa, her friend Lisa about whom she cared deeply. God, when was she going to learn to keep her mouth shut? She’d never told Derek her real feelings because, as she’d come to realize, their flirting had given her an outlet. Next time she fell in love, she resolved, she needed to start journaling or something, because telling her respected colleague and relatively new but dear friend she loved him was sure to get her the cold shoulder from Alvez and a talking to from Prentiss, at least.

Oh God, what if they wanted to fire her? She wouldn’t just be fired, she realized - she’d go to prison. That had been the deal, work for the FBI or go to prison, and after all these years she’d just royally messed up her gig by blurting out her stupid feelings.

“I’m sorry!” She sobbed. She was really crying now, her whole body shaking and her breath short and tears dripping onto her sweater.

“I don’t wanna die in prison,” she choked out after another minute.

“Wha - prison?” Luke’s eyebrows furrowed as he gently rubbed her back out of apparent lack of anything else helpful to do, and his confusion made Penelope cry even harder.

When Derek has seen those old videos from Shane, she’d been embarrassed, but at least he’d already had some idea about her past. Luke, though, Luke has no idea what she’s talking about, and now he’s going to find out and it’s going to be so embarrassing and he’s going to be even more upset about her confession and she wishes she looked better in orange because she’s about to be wearing a lot of it.

That’s how Emily found them, Garcia crying and muttering incomprehensibly about jumpsuits and yard time while a very confused Alvez smoothed her hair and rubbed her back.

“Uh, guys?” She asked from the doorway. “Everything okay?”

And neither of them knew.

[evajellion]

Reasons why Arle Nadja would be a great candidate for Smash Ultimate

Okay, since that post got over 150 notes (which I’m shocked by, I love you guys!!) I think it’s only fair that to Smash Bros. people either not familiar with Puyo Puyo, or the Puyo fans who wanna see my reasoning, on why I think Arle Nadja is the perfect candidate for the Smash series, even if she’s a little obscure outside of the west!

I will try to keep this as unbiased as possible, but it will be hard, because Arle is one of my favorite female protagonists, like, ever.

History with Nintendo

Believe it or not, Arle Nadja and the Puyo Puyo franchise have a bigger and longer history than some people think! One of the first Puyo Puyo games was actually released on the NES as well as the MSX!

Along with that, we have the SNES title, which was, of course, reskinned into Kirby’s Avalanche! So not only has Arle been around here for a while, but we have a potential crossover with Kirby that has been untouched. It would be a very nice little nod to fans of Kirby’s Avalanche to have both Arle and Kirby in a game together, wouldn’t it?

There’s also of course Sonic the Hedgehog, where on the Genesis, Puyo Puyo was reskinned into Dr. Robotnik’s Mean Bean Machine, a game which has been ported to the GameCube and Virtual Console a few times!

However, most people had their main exposure to Puyo Puyo on Nintendo consoles, outside of the reskins. How you may ask? Well, let’s start with the earliest one first.

When SEGA bought Puyo Puyo out from Compile, Puyo Puyo finally had a proper debut in the west as Puyo Pop for the Gameboy Advance. A cute, short puzzle game with silly humor, but was a very solid GBA title!

After that, we had Puyo Pop Fever, which while multiplatform, most people were introduced to it via the GameCube version. Similarly, years later after silence, we got Puyo Puyo Tsu on Virtual Console and the SEGA 3D Classics Collection! All of these were on Nintendo consoles.

And then, came Puyo Puyo Tetris, after another long time of having no localized Puyo games, fans rejoiced with Puyo Tetris coming to the Switch! Puyo Puyo Tetris was also one of the earliest Switch games, only predated by Breath of the Wild! That’s really impressive for a Puyo game to me!

Several Puyo Puyo games were also exclusive to Nintendo consoles, such as the Super Nazo Puyo games, Pocket Puyo Sun, and Pocket Puyo~n! So yeah, Nintendo and Puyo have played a big part to each other in history.

Being a classic

Arle Nadja, has pretty much been around since 1989, predating Sonic the Hedgehog. A majority of the Smash Bros. consists of classic video game icons that have been around since the 80′s, such as Mario, Mr. Game & Watch, Pac-Man, Simon Belmont, Pit, Mega Man, Link, Samus, Snake, Duck Hunt, and the Ice Climbers.

Sure, her debut game was on the MSX with the title of Madou Monogatari, but Snake was also on the MSX before the NES, while Pac-Man was mainly for arcades before appearing on Nintendo consoles. Sure, she may have been stuck in Japan for years, but as of right now, that’s slowly changing!

Puzzle representation and popularity

One thing about Arle that I think would make her a great addition is the fact that besides Dr. Mario. Yes, we’ve had many people asking for Lip from Panel de Pon for years, and I too would be thrilled if she was included, but through reason of popularity and having a steady flow of games, Puyo Puyo representation might be the better option.

As a puzzle series, Puyo Puyo is insanely popular in Japan, in contrast to Sonic the Hedgehog which is not as liked by Japanese audiences in terms of franchises under SEGA’s belt. Puyo Puyo has gotten several crossovers, such as with Tetris, Neon Genesis Evangelion, Sanrio, and Vocaloid! It’s a puzzle powerhouse that is a part of gaming history, one that would be right at home in Smash Bros.

Sure, Arle not be too popular in the west, but since the release of Puyo Tetris, she has gotten attention! Especially when the Game Grumps, Team Four Star, YoVideogames, and Vinny of Vinesauce have all shown the game off.

There’s also this old “most requested” list. Amongst these, we have gotten Bayonetta, K. Rool, Roy, Cloud, the Inkling, and Wolf! Meanwhile, Ashley and Krystal have become assist trophies. Arle’s chance in this top 19 was only a smidge above Bayonetta’s.

Moveset potential

One of the biggest things that would make Arle an excellent addition is her sorcery. Amongst the Smash Bros. cast, only a small handful of characters know magic, and very few of them know proper sorcery. Arle is a traditional sorceress, with a nice wide variety from the Puyo Puyo franchise! (Also some from Madou Monogatari, but I will keep it simple)

Two of her basic spells would be great as B or Side-B attacks, that being Fire and Ice Storm! We also have Diacute, a spell which powers up Arle’s next attack to be doubled, this could make things very interesting, as perhaps an opponent would have to hit her in order to make the Diacute wear off.

There is also Bayoen, a flowery attack which is known for stunning foes by aweing them, but the simplicity of Smash, it could just put a flower on the enemy’s head causing them damage, much like Lip’s Stick did.

The popping of Puyo could be incorporated into her moveset in some way perhaps, if we really wanted to add puzzle elements!

As for her Final Smash, we have quite a few things to work with! First there is Jugem and Heaven Ray, two powerful spells which take a lot out of Arle. They unleash a powerful blast of light, but it could be slow enough to not be completely overpowered.

Alternatively, her unpredictable mascot companion Carbuncle, could fire powerful lasers while running around the arena with Arle. The laser fire could be narrow enough to avoid, but strong enough to send foes flying. 

Another idea could involve avoiding falling Nuisance Puyo, but I’m uncertain how that would work...

So yes, people would have a good amount of ideas to work with for Arle’s fighting style!

Conclusion, and if Arle doesn’t make the cut

I know the roster was probably already decided in 2015, but I wanted to at least list off the reasons why I personally believe adding Arle to Smash would be a great concept. (Outside of pleasing us Puyo fanatics)

If Arle and Carbuncle end up being assist trophies or something, that’s fine too! I would be happy to see them in any shape or form. I would be okay with stickers or a stage also.

She’s a great, strong female protagonist from early video games in my opinion, and the Puyo franchise is very dear to me, so maybe I’m biased. But even if we get none of that, I can’t complain, because Sakurai has been working really hard, and I thank him for giving us Simon Belmont, Ridley, and K. Rool all in one year. 

It’s more than enough, and Arle would just be a bonus, cherry on top if we had her. 

[roninhunt0987]

Krystal, Melody, Kotone and Misty's Sleepover party

Krystal, Melody, Kotone and Misty's Sleepover party

By: Roninhunt0987

X3 another cute story thats focused with Krystal, Melody, Kotone and Misty at the house on their own while their family is going on their one last and final ski lodge trip before they close for the entire summer... =3 this takes place in my cannon of m.e.g.a chronicles 3 which takes place a month later after the agons came home finally and such and meeting their new siblings who is at the ski lodge with them... X3 however the idiots will be unavailable at this time as this is a cute story and such.. X3 special for Krystaliaproductions on tumblr which will go there of course... X3 enjoy folks

Characters(C)belongs to their rightful owners

-at the house after everyone left the house leaving krystal, melody, kotone and misty for their furrified fun-

Melody, Kotone and Misty: -furrified and also waiting for krystal to come out-

Krystal: -comes on out furrified and also without worry of anyone seeing her furrified in the house and such- hehe

Melody, Kotone and misty: X3 hehehe -glomps krystal and and nuzzles on her- Krystal: -giggles- alright what should we do today??? Melody, Kotone and Misty: X3 Cartoons first

Krystal: X3 alright then next we'll get our swimsuits on and head for the beach for some fun and then come home for lunch and be furrified again and play some video games and then movies, k?? all 3: X3 alright hehe

-in the living room-

krystal: -watching tv-

Melody, kotone and Misty: -cuddled close to krystal watching tv furrified-

Krystal: -laughs at the part of inuyasha had the sit commanded on upon him-

Melody, Kotone and Misty: X3 hehehehehehehhehe

Krystal: XD ahhh always a classic -hears the phone ring and answers hello- X3 oh hey dad whats up?? X3 you were fine alright were planning to go to the beach soon as we finish our cartoons, k?? X3 alright hehe bye -hangs up-

melody: =3 what dad want?? Krystal: X3 he's just checking in on us like always

Melody: X3 k??

-a lil later- Krystal: -in her swimwear in her car driving and smiles to all 3 in the backseat in their swimwear-

Melody, Kotone and Misty: X3 hehehehe

Krystal: -smiles-

Melody: X3 hey I heard Aunt Misha is a lifeguard at the beach were going to maybe we'll see her there along with aunt kit

Kotone and Misty: X3 yea

Krystal: X3 well dad did tell me both got the lifeguard job for the summer and such so yea

-as they arrive-

Kotone, Misty and Melody: -at the beach ready for some fun- Krystal: -sets the umbrella and etc and feels 3 skye blue tails around her eyes and such- XD Aunt Misha really ya know I am an adult now right

Misha: -giggles- ya I know hehehe whatcha doin here

Krystal: X3 melody, kotone, misty and I are gonna be at the beach and we go back home and furrify again

Misha: X3 ohh can I join I get off my shift with kit after lunch

Krystal: =3 alright hehe

Kit Prower: -smiles talking with Melody, Kotone and Misty and comes on over- X3 hey whatcha girls talkin about??? Misha: =3 Krystal, Melody, Kotone and Misty are at the house furrified earlier this morning... =3 you and I are gonna be there too

Kit Prower: X3 oh wow I never knew ya were the type to be furrifed krystal

Krystal: ^^; I know I sometimes do it but i'mma doing it for my sisters though hehe.. =3 but only one days when I have the house to myself with my sisters so yea

Kit Prower: X3 awesome hehe

-as they are under the umbrella- Melody, Kotone and Misty: -getting their suntan on-

Krystal: -same thing as she relaxes at the beach while all 3 plays-

all 3: -goes to play- Misha and Kit: -at their lifeguard post using their binoculars to see for any incoming threat-

melody: -sees a shark and not amused as she uppercuts the shark in the air- WHANG!!!

Shark: YEEEEEEEEEEET!!!!!! -goes into space-

Krystal: O_O;;;; WHAT THE-

Misha and Kit Prower: O_o F**K!!!!

Melody: -comes on over with Kotone and Misty and sees Krystal with the look of wtf- :? what??

Krystal: O.o melody.. how did ya learn how to do that???

Melody: -blinks twice- Uncle Yomoto taught me

Misty and Kotone: X3 hehe

Krystal: O.o ohh??

Misha: -walks on over as she is now off her shift finally as its lunch time- O.o uncle Yomoto punched a shark in space for trying to bite him plus it looked at him weirdly like it wants to eat him melody learned quickly by watching

Krystal: O.o dang

Melody: X3 yup

Kit Prower: -comes on over- XD MELODY THAT WAS TOTALLY WICKED!!!!

Melody: X3 hee

Krystal: O.o if I were to guess you practiced that move on the 9 idiots right??

Melody: :3 yup

Krystal: so uh... what happened to the shark when it came back to the planet

Shark: -dead and on the sand now cooked- X_x

beachgoers: XD FOOD!!! -jumps at the cooked shark as they got eat it-

melody: .w. that happens

Krystal: O_o;;;;;;; ooookay lets go home girls... X3 remember what we planned and seems like we have our aunts joining us

-as they are now at home- Misha and Kit Prower: -both furrified-

Melody, Kotone and Misty: -waits for krystal to come out-

Krystal: -comes out furrfiied-

Misha and Kit: X3 awwwwww

Krystal: -blushes shyly and smiles shyly- promise me you won't tell anyone of this

Misha: X3 we promise

Kit Prower: X3 yea hehe

Krystal: =3 thanks

-as they are playing video games-

krystal: -watching Kotone, Misty and Melody play halo 3 on capture the flag mode with all 3 against Misha and Kit Prower-

Kit Prower and Misha: X3 hehe -playing-

Krystal: -smiles while watching as she is playing on her 3DS playing pokemon sun as she is in a middle of a pokemon battle on there and such and giggles as she won-

doorbell: -ding dong-

Misha: X3 ahh pizza's here -goes to pay for it-

Espio: -sees misha open the door-

Misha: O.o Espio what are doing here??

Espio: -groans- yea... chaotix agency needs to pay some bills and uhh yea vector got me into a pizza job so yea...

Misha: O.o oookay then.... ^^; tell vector we said hi okay...

Espio: right -gets the cash from misha and gives her the pizza and heads on out like he always does-

Misha: -closes door and comes in with the pizza- O.o huhn

Krystal: whats up??

Misha: O.o that was espio he got the pizza job and it appears that Vector's chaotix agency has to pay bills so uh yea

Krystal: owch poor espio

Misha: well considering he's merrick's best friend so no big surprise

Kit Prower: gets me wondering why he still hangs out with Charmy and Vector

Krystal: O.o simple they're teammates

Melody, Kotone and Misty: X3 yea hehe

-a lil way later on that night-

Misha and Kit: -in their bedroom asleep as they're next shift is tomorrow-

Melody, Kotone and Misty: -watching a movie with Krystal-

Krystal: -same-

-at the end of the movie-

Krystal, Melody, Kotone and Misty: -all 4 fell asleep on the couch while the bowl that had the popcorn is on the floor and etc- zzzz

Kit Prower: -smiles and chuckles-

-next day as the entire family is home-

Merrick: -walks on in with everyone-

everyone: -goes to their rooms to unpack-

Merrick: -walks on into Krystal's room and sees that all 4 girls is asleep furrified as he tucks all 4 in and smiles and leaves them for their nap and such because they had some fun in the morning before he and the family returned home for this afternoon which is now as he closes the door quietly-

Krystal, Melody, Kotone and Misty: -all 4 in krystal's bed asleep furrified taking a nap after some morning of fun and such- zzz

Ceiling fan: -on high quietly-

floor fan: -heard quietly-

Picture frame: -camera pans to a picture of Krystal, Melody, Kotone and Misty when they were younger-

Scene: -fades to black slowly-

-end-

-RH0987 Productions 2019-

(  @krystalia-productions  X3 enjoy as this featured Misha Ishiyama Kato and Kit Prower and also Espio cameos for this one of course delivering the pizza hehe)

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Smash Ultimate tier list based entirely on which characters I like and which I hate

BSP = Big Sexy Personality

FBNIS = Fun, But Not In Smash

MPATBUD = Mario Princesses Are Terrifying Blow-Up Dolls

S Tier

Kirby: absolutely the man, if you don’t love Kirby you’re probably the asshole who got this roster flooded with Marth World pricks

Pikachu: He quicc. He thicc. He’ll Thunderbolt you to hicc

Except it’s a she because I only ever play Librechu ;p

Bowser: BSP

Zelda: She is so cute, I can finally stand playing as her

Pichu: He is so cute, it almost makes up for how stupid he is

Ganondorf: He’s finally fucking cool. He uses the goddamn sword now

Lucario: What if Mewtwo was a Shaolin monk hunk

I only play purple Lucario for reasons you’re best not knowing

Toon Link: He’s the cartoon that Link and Young Link watched and modeled themselves on

Ridley: HOLY SHIT IT FEELS AWESOME TO PLAY RIDLEY

I love how the game designers know he’s way too small so when you fight him in Classic Mode as Samus he gets Giant modifier

K. Rool: BSP

Piranha Plant: The pain from the pipes, this disrespectful piece of shit is so stupid he wraps around to greatness, with his inclusion I’ve changed my mind and now say fuck it, add Bandana Waddle Dee, hell add a regular Waddle Dee if you want, I don’t even care anymore

A Tier

Luigi: Few people know that he and Mario are actually identical twins, his brother merely wears a fat suit (the weight of which has crushed his spine) so they can be told apart

Ness: I like the picture you get when you play for 20 hours

C. Falcon: This is the guy who beats up Incineroar. As the positive icon of the people he never shows any emotion except for “YUS!” and “SHOW ME”. All Might was probably based on this jackass

Jigglypuff: Like so many other Pokemon, its adorable facade is a veneer for an expansive and unfathomable eldritch demon. The difference is, despite how fucking many Pokemon like that there are, nobody has found Jigglypuff’s secret and lived to tell

Young Link: He’s actually Link’s son, who idolizes his father and wants to follow in his footsteps. His dad has strayed from the path but young blood here carries on the true faith. Also, FBNIS

Mewtwo: He was the original Damn Cool Pokemon. He jockeys with Lucario for that role now but all they ever do is sit there charging their neutral Bs talking about how the planet will explode in 5 minutes

Roy: He knows that the Marth World infestation is soon to be purged, because there are like five actual Marths including him, so he decided to become the best Marth World character so he alone will survive

Pit: The only cunt from his series besides Dark Pit who had the decency not to change voice and try to pretend it was the same fucking one. I never play as him ever but Sakurai sure cared more about making him fresh & fun post-Uprising than any of his other goddamn characters

Charizard: BSP

Dedede: BSP

Bowser Jr.: This rude little shit is the guy who you invite to a party and he brings his whole crew, excuse me no I didn’t invite Wendy and Horton and Lenny and all these bitches, but fuck it y’all cool

Simon: I like his funny walk and he looks like Conan the Barbarian

Richter: I like his funny walk and he looks like a dork

Isabelle: Do you know this literal bitch killed me with a fucking stop sign 3 times before I unlocked her, why isn’t that a reaction macro

Incineroar: He pretends to be a bad guy so that kids’ heroes will beat him up on TV and they will be happy. He is so sweet

B Tier (Everyone Is Meh)

Mario: Meh

Donkey Kong: Meh

Link: The dad who strayed from the path, I really don’t like the Breath of the Wild Link, FBNIS

Fox: Meh

Sheik: Meh

Dr. Meh: Mario

Falco: Hands off my meh

Mehrth: He’s kinda cool but Roy is way cooler

Mr. Game & Watch: What an annoying asshole

Wario: It’s not the cool Wario, it’s the stupid Wario Ware one, and he brings all his obnoxious waifu friends with him. It’s Wario after he retired from his teen Youtube star days at the age of 30 and he’s trying to stay young and cool-looking but his stoner friends keep fucking it up

Solid Snake: Meh, too indirect for me, FBNIS

Squirtle: Meh-est of the Pokemon Trainer trio, he just doesn’t provoke like any reaction from me at all unlike the other two

Diddy Kong: Meh

Olimeh: This is the most boring goddamn character, everything you do you have to pluck fucks

ROB: He barely animates

Villager: I kinda wish Animal Crossing let you be an animal too. The lone human character is really boring

Mega Meh: You got: FBNIS

Little Meh: I dunno I’ve just barely ever played him

Mehninja: Maybe I should actually try playing it once ever

Duck Hunt: If there was a B-and-a-half tier I’d put this one there because you can delay the side-B and set up Snake-level GOTCHA combos, otherwise the novelty wears off fast

Ryu: He is the 2nd-least likeable guy, what a turbo douche

Bayomehtta: She’s rule 63 Dante, her game was always just a DMC ripoff that relied on her tits & ass to differentiate from it

Inkling: I like the yellow hair girl one but I ABSOLUTELY HATE THE CRINGY-ASS ASSIST TROPHY AND WILL ABSOLUTELY UNFAIRLY BLAME THE CHARACTER FOR THIS.

C Tier

Samus: She is the most FBNIS character

Ice Climber: They’re really un-cute and I hate their desync thing

Metaknight: This guy was so much cooler before he talked, or rather, before he screamed AYAYGYGYAYGYAGA

Ike: Marth World has like 2,000 characters ranging from pegasus knights to barbarians to psychic dragon-girl dancers, and yet we keep getting these boring fucking swordsmen

Pokemon Trainer: Get absolutely the fuck out you twerp you don’t even do a goddamn thing and you die the second any one of your THREE fighters is KO’d so you don’t even incorporate the actual spirit of your original character unlike literally everybody else

Venusaur: If I evolved this ugly fucker I would delete my save

Lucas: If I had an Absolutely Gone Machine that could erase anything in the world and delete everyone’s memory that it ever existed so they would shut the fuck up about it, Mother 3 would be precisely the fourth thing I deleted

Robin: Least shitty post-Melee Marth World character but I just haven’t bothered to try it out to see if it’s actually good or not, probably because I’m just too allergic to Marth World by now

Dark Samus: Cool, but why

Daisy: MPATBUD, but this one has the closest thing to a personality. Unfortunately it is a fucking terrible and horrific personality

Zero Suit Samus: hey cool Samus is Barbie now

Ken: Remember how I said Ryu was the 2nd-least likeable? Well here’s Liquid Ryu to seize the coveted spot

Cloud: Yeah hey, let’s take the one Final Fantasy protagonist with like the least connection to Nintendo, no it’s fine, every goddamn Marth World game except the one that justified its worldwide presence has a character in but we’re not gonna use Cecil or Buttz or Terra

Corrin: Any hope this bitch had to go on my “Is a dragon so I like it” list was ruined by how absolutely infuriating it is to fight against Corrin especially that one Spirit match where he spams his INSTANT FINAL SMASH THAT HAS LIKE AN INFINITELY VERTICAL HITBOX fuck this goddamn digimon

D tier

Yoshi: I’ve hated this thing ever since it stopped going BAWONKA WONKA and started going blblblblblbl

add Birdo as an Echo and I might forgive you

Peach: MPATBUD, Peach is usually able to manifest either the behavior of a real person (Paper Mario) or the appearance of one (Smash), but sadly never both, she is doomed to blow-up-dollery forevermore

Sonic: Please add any other Sonic character, any at all, I’ll even take Charmy, I fucking hate Blue Bubsy

Wolf: The only reason he is not the furry-trashiest character in Smash is because Krystal is an AT, this cocksucker deadass awoos

Wii Fit Trainer: Next to her, Mario Princesses almost look human

Rozzalinda: MPATBUD and this one is the worst, far and away the worst Mario Princess, she is the creepiest fucking woman. WHY IS IT THAT NOBODY IN MARIO ACTS LIKE A HUMAN FUCKING BEING EXCEPT THE CHARACTERS WHO AREN’T FUCKING HUMAN. tl;dr the only people who say rosalina is their waifu collect people’s faces

Mii Fighters: you dress them up to make a parody of a character and then never once actually use said parody because they are stupid

Palutena: remember in Uprising how they could make fake Palutenas, this is one of them, they have a fake Viridi too, you know it is because starting in smash 4 it is clearly two different actresses trying way too hard to sound like the old ones and i can’t get over it sorry. (also she plays like shit)

Pac-Man: I only liked him when he was a pizza

Shulk: does he ever shut the fuck up

Lucina: add a red nose and it’s Marth: Tumblr Edition

Chrom: oh fuck off

Robin’s bitchass final smash still calls this clown

even if you use it on Chrom

he is so ashamed of his audacity he fucking fucks himself