#ok tag essay done good bye

[namakes]

Every time I play the last level of Ghostrunner I'm like "oh this is octo-expansion if Splatoon wasn't rated E" lol

Which maybe makes no sense to anyone but me and I probably sound like "guy who only played X" here but. You know. I'm gonna slap some words out about it anyway, which will not be organized at all. obviously huge GR and OE spoilers

Okay so disclaimer. it has also been a very long time since I played OE. BUT. Tartar's thing was basically about how he's sick of humanity's successor being "petty and violent" (given that society revolves around how fresh your outfit is and playing pretend war), and he wants to erase and start over with a new, perfect blend of DNA that will result a more "ideal" world.

Though not entirely the same, it came to me when I was playing the final level of GR that the Architect's goal is similar, though without the whole levelling a city thing. At the beginning/middle of the stage, his lines go something like: "Mara was wrong. Humanity must be protected. Not just from the outside world, but from itself as well. And to protect fully, I need full control." [GR: You want to enslave everyone?] "I want to unify them. There will only be one purpose, iron resolve, and a single will. Everyone will eat, sleep, breath, and breed according to the needs of the Tower. No more violence, no more conflict, no more corruption." (if you want to watch/listen to the lines, here's a playthrough of the last level. the delivery makes it better imo)(also you can listen to one of my favorite tracks in the game, it's a bop).

As I was writing this I realized 8's and Jack's storylines are... sort of similar as well? Following a voice you think is helping you, only for it to turn out that thing had other plans for your body (not you, of course. we don't need you)(see also Architect's "Why are you so selfish? This is how you can serve humanity!" line)

Anyway. my brain is mushy atm but. do you see my vision. Creating the "perfect" world through complete order... a sanitized society... something something.........

[autism-disco]

fuck man my life would be much much easier right now if there was not an inspector calling, yet we stay jesting (AAAAAAAAAAA)

[caker-baker]

Say Yes

They saw it before the hero answered.

No. A simple word that could shatter the villain entirely if they weren’t quick enough to intercept.

“I see.” They said, rising from their kneeled position and snapping the box shut, the light from the shining ring dying.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, but we can’t.”

“Can’t or won’t?” The villain asked with a raised eyebrow.

“It isn’t like that!” The hero reached for the villain, but was left stranded when their counterpart stepped back. “It isn’t like that, Villain. I love you, I do.”

“Not enough to say yes.” They shot back, being sure to keep the distance.

It was just, wasn’t it? Of course it couldn’t happen, of course they would say no. A hero and a villain—it would never work.

“I’ll have my things out by tomorrow. We clearly don’t have the same goals anymore.”

“No, no!” The hero began to chase after the villain. “I don’t want your things out, I don’t want you gone!”

“We don’t always get what we want, Hero, if today was any indication.” They shrugged away each time the hero reached out to them.

“Believe me, I do want this, I want you for the rest of my life–”

The villain whipped around, hurt written across their features. “Then say yes!” They laughed. “If I have to beg…goodbye, Hero.”

“I’m not allowed!”

The villain stopped. “Not allowed?”

“To be married. To be in any sort of relationship, actually. I’ve been in breach of contract for the last few years.” The hero wiped away their tears quickly. “The most wonderful years of my life and I couldn’t tell anybody.”

Breach of contract?

The villain wished they could have been confused, but everything made sense, so much sense. All the closed off behaviors in public spaces, the way they shut down if they thought they heard a camera shutter, never visiting friends, even the way they compulsively closed the blinds.

They were going to lose their job as a hero if any sign of a relationship was seen.

“Hero.” they spoke softly, not knowing exactly how to feel.

Anger? Mild betrayal? Apologetic?

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I didn’t want you to feel like a secret. And if we were married,” They smiled at that, only to lose the feature just as quickly, replaced by mourning. “If we were married, nobody could know. I couldn’t have any big wedding with you, couldn’t invite my friends, family, couldn’t wear that gorgeous ring, and couldn’t legally record it. They have everything on me, all my personal documents, that would include a marriage license.”

This time, the hero succeeded in grabbing the villain’s hands. “I can’t marry you because I will lose everything.”

That mild betrayal roared to life, even as the villain gently caressed the hero’s face. “But me. You would lose everything but me.”

“And if I asked you to give up being a villain, to settle into civilian life, would you?”

They both stayed in their embraced position, still and silent, thinking.

“You’re right.” The villain conceded after a moment. “I’m sorry. Damn a marriage license to hell, Hero, damn a big wedding, damn the ring. Yes, I want to marry you and let the world know that you are my partner as I am yours.”

“Please say but.”

“But none of it really matters, so long as I have you with me.”

The hero let themselves melt into the villain’s arms.

“Alternatively,” they began, voice muffled. “Hypothetically, I mean. Say there were no contract, say any hero business suddenly turned free range, say a hero such as myself wasn’t connected to any organization.”

The villain started to laugh, only to realize that this hero in their arms was serious.

“Are you suggesting villainy? Please say yes.”

“Yes.” They drew themselves up again, staring their love in the eyes. “Yes to everything. Give me that ring. I want the biggest wedding of the century.”

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[twinkleallnight]

Marshmallow

(Part-9) Bewitched

Book: The Royal Romance

Pairing: Liam x MC, Drake x ??

For previous chapters: catch up here

A/N: This fic is my submission for this week’s @wackydrabbles prompt. The prompt is: “Okay, wow, you just dumped a lot of information on my lap and gave me no time to process it.” and will appear in bold.

A/N 2: Thank u @lizzybeth1986 Lizzy, your essays are amazing. Thank u for the quick brainstorming.

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I stay back on the yacht, while Riley joins Max and Bertrand for the official speech and the opening ceremony of the Regatta- the ceremonial boat race.

I enjoy my time gearing up, listening to the music with my earphones on.

Riley climbs the yacht after about an hour with Max and Bertrand.

Bertrand seems to be in worse mood, and acknowledges my presence only with a nod before he starts handling the ropes.

“Did you hear that?” Riley has an astonished look.

“What?” I ask curiously.

“The king just now announced he is stepping down at the end of social season.”

“What?!” A whirlwind of thoughts flood my mind suddenly. All topped up with the thought of what Liam must be going through right now. He is being burdened with one responsibility after another since past year and this is a heavy one.

“Earth to Walker! Earth to Walker!” Riley’s funny robotic sound brings me back to present.

“Yes, Brooks.” I try to smile at her. “I am pretty much here. Let’s get ready for the show-off race.” Bertrand raises his eyebrow at me. I know he doesn’t like a word against the royal events but he is stuck with me right now.

The race starts with the king pulling the trigger of the starting pistol. The suitors stand on their yachts, while the crew struggles hard to make them win the short race.

Obviously with no trained crew we lose the race and Penelope from Portavira wins, having an upper hand with sea activities. Bertrand is upset again and disappears from the scene soon after the race.

The suitors and other nobles join Livy's yacht party to enjoy rest of the festivities. Official races are to begin soon. I excuse myself, to meet Liam at his booth at the harbour.

“Hey, you ok?” I ask him with concern. The announcement must have been hard.”

“Hmm… I don’t know. It is a lot to take in.”

“He did not tell you about this, earlier?”

“I had no clue. The news is as fresh to me as it is to you.”

“This will bring lot of change. Are you ready for it?”

“I don’t see that I have an option. I think I will speak to father after this day’s event.”

“I will be around. We can meet in the study after you talk to him.” I try to reassure him.

“That sounds good. I may need it.”

I pat lightly on his back and we both turn to face the sea. I see Livy's yacht is lively with the ongoing party. Some movement on another boat catches my eye. It’s Hana's yacht with just Hana and Riley standing there. I smile and look at Liam. His eyes are following the same.

“Your girl has a knack of walking against the wind.” I tease him.

“She is a fighter. You know, the media and press are very much impressed with her. I see a bright chance for her to claim this social season.” Liam speaks with lot of affection.

“That’s great! So, you may get to marry a girl you love and not just have a political alliance to call it a marriage!”

“Well it’s a very complicated situation. Being a crown prince, I can’t just express my love openly to anyone. But yes, I may have a chance, after all!” He says flashing a grin.

“But why are these two not with the rest?”

“Hana’s parents are quite pushing. They forced her to throw her own party. Since Livy is a local person, people know her better and so, they accepted her invite and not Hana's. I guess, Riley couldn’t let Hana be alone. So, there they are, just the two of them.”

“How is Hana related to Cordonia?” She is a mystery to me.

“Her mother, Lorelai belongs to a minor noble family of Cordonia and is married into a noble family from China.”

Just then the sound of a trumpet distracts us. The official race begins and we get busy with it.

The event is followed by a private beach party for the suitors where they get to interact with the prince. I leave Liam with Penelope, and join Max, Hana and Riley for the buffet.

After our food we relax down, I get ready for a swim. “ I am dipping in. Girls, are you coming?”

Riley tries to coax Max one last time to join us, “Max you sure don’t want to come with us?”

“Let him rest Riley, let’s go. Bye hippo!” I twit over his hidden tatoo and he glares back at me.

As we stride to the water Riley questions, “ Why did you call him hippo?”

I knew that would come up. Now I try to cover up. “ He was a chubby child and his mother used to call him that lovingly.” Though this was true too.

“That’s so cute.” Hana replies. “May be if I had a brother my mother would have called him panda!”

“Why panda?” I question.

“They have been managing a panda reserve since the time I remember. So, may be….” Her voice trailed into a sudden silence as her mind reeled into some thoughts.

Before I can react, I am hit with a splash of water by Riley. Soon, we three are swashing and plashing. Riley and I do our favourite thing together – The race! It’s swimming race this time.

After about an hours play we get back on the beach. Max whisks away Riley to meet others, while I relax down for a nice sunbath.

Hana settles down close by. I don’t know why I am so curious to know about her. May be because I know the rest suitors, who r all from Cordonia, I give myself a reasoning.

“So, Pandas huh?” I try to continue our conversation that was left.

“Xióng - māo”

“What mao?”

“Panda…in Chinese.”

“Chinese, hmmm, you are missing home?”

“A tiny little bit!” She gestures with her forefinger almost touching the thumb.

“How different it is to be here in Cordonia all alone away from your family?

“ I miss them but it’s good. I am getting a chance to experiment and explore. I have never done anything without their permission or out of the rule book.”

“Seems you hardly had fun as a child.”

“I have heard few of your stories from Liam and I can definitely say my childhood was unlike any of those fun moments you had. I never had anyone to play with.”

“How did you play alone then?”

“I was not allowed toys except for a tea set as that would train me to be a proper hostess. So, I had my own imaginary games with imaginary friends. Prince Snickerdoodles and Miss Lemon curd, Miss Napkin and Mr sock.” She sounds a bit embarrassed, her eyes down on the circles she is making in the sand with her slender fingers.

“That is some great fictional work there.” She raises her eyelids in surprised look at me. “Tell me more.” I encourage her.

“My childhood was more about grooming me to be part of the court someday. To be perfect at every skill that will help me win my love one day.” I raise my brow puzzled. “It sounds crazy, I know.” She continues, “ My younger years were full of all skill lessons like horse riding, ice skating, dance, music, culinary, you name it.”

It leaves me shocked to imagine a child being put through so much. I don’t know how to react. She is looking at me for some response. “Okay, wow, you just dumped a lot of information on my lap and gave me no time to process it.” I manage to say something sensible.

She gives me a weak smile “So, there was no running around the palace like you all did.”

“So, you never played tag?”

“Never.” She says with a frown.

An idea comes to my mind, and I jump up suddenly. “Get up.”

“What?”

“Get up!” I insist giving her a hand and pull her up. “It is never too late to have some fun.” I make some distance and get ready to run “Now, catch me. You are it!” while she processes what just happened.

She gives out a sweet laughter, and starts running after me, over the soft sand. As I take a lead, I hear her giggle.

There are few tall rocks ahead and I circle them and hide behind one of them. When she comes searching for me, I pounce and scare her. She lets out a scream and I catch her and pull her into me before she loses balance. We both are soon laughing and rolling on the sand.

We relax there catching our breath, both quiet, gazing up into the open sky. It’s a moment of bliss and we lose the count of time until there is a shuffling sound and then…

“No, you can’t come here.” Livy's sharp voice comes from behind us. We turn to see that it is coming from behind the rock, where we are lying, hidden away from her view.

“I know. I am missing you too.” It seems she is talking over phone. “I will call you as soon as I get back.”

I turn to Hana and open my mouth to speak. But she covers my lips with her small hand and gestures to keep silent.

“I love you more. Bye.” Livy finishes her call. Hana’s doe shaped eyes go wide and are transfixed on me.

I keep looking back into those honey almond eyes, Bewildered or Bewitched?

[legitlaur]

Golden Hour part 5 // p.p

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: Cheesy, awkward social encounters, the occasional swears, not edited (very well)

Summary: You didn’t think having photography with Peter Parker would be of any significance to your life, that is until you found yourself alone with him at golden hour

PART 4

not my gif and it doesn’t have to do with the story lol

Quickly you got ready for bed and texted Peter.

Everything okay? Also I’ve got news!

Plugging your phone in you slid into bed, then texted Mimi. She immediately called you, you gave her a full play by play until falling asleep.

Peter told you he’d explain in person. You got to school and found him in the common area.

“What happened?” You barked.

Peters face went white, “Y/n I’m so sorry. I never meant to leave you in the city alone at night. That was never my intention. I, I had. I had an emergency at home.”

When it came to emergency’s at home you’d found it easier to just go with it, no questions asked.

“It’s okay, Jonah came and got me,” you inched closer to Peter.

“Good. I felt so horrible, it. It was an emergency, I’m glad you got home sa- wait Jonah.” Peter rubbed his neck.

“I get it, don’t worry about it. Yes, isn’t it great?”

“So are you and him like, like a thing?” He asked.

You thought for a minute, “Well,” you jumped up and down, “he kissed me last night.”

Peters smile turned into a grimace, “Oh,” he put his hands in his pockets, “I told you everything would work out,” Peter smiled, “and well he, he seems nice,” there was an awkward silence, “you still coming over tomorrow?”

The movie marathon completely slipped your mind. You weren’t sure if your date with Jonah was tonight or tomorrow, and you didn’t know what time. Quickly you thought up a decent cover.

You wrinkled your nose, “I haven’t asked my mom yet. I’ll let you know when she tells me though.”

Peters head dropped,, “Ok cool. So about the photography assignment,”

The tardy bell interrupted him, he swore under his breath, “Can’t be late again. I’ll talk, talk to you later,” Peter ran off to the science hall.

You giggled and pranced off to math. You had a good feeling about this weekend. You texted Jonah and asked about the date. He said either day worked. You planned for friday so you could go to the movie marathon.

In photography you told Peter the good news, “I can come on saturday,” you rose your hand.

Peter smacked it, “Awesome. We can take photos in my apartment too, the lighting isn’t amazing but we are kinda behind.”

Your knees touched his, he didn’t move though.

“We could skip class next time to take photos,” You shrugged.

Peters face went pale, “Oh no. Mr. Stark sees my attendance.”

Your head flung back, laughter filled the air.

“You and your grades. Don’t worry we’ll get caught up.”

Peter blushed, “Quiet down y/n. We are still in class.”

Friday came before you knew it. You facetimed Peter while getting ready, there was something about his company that made you feel so happy even it was through a screen.

“This dress? Are you certain?” You asked.

Peter was messing with his watch, “Mmm.”

“Peter,” you barked, “Come on. He’s gonna be here in like 10 minutes.”

Finally he sat up and gave you his attention, “It doesn’t matter what you wear, you will always look beautiful. If Jonah can’t see that, well. Well then he’s definitely not the guy for you.”

Your heart swelled, “That’s so sweet, what would I do without you Parker?”

He chucked, “Not be in a relationship.”

The doorbell rang, “Okay he’s here. I gotta go. I’ll call you after,” you picked up your phone, “Love you bye,” after hanging up you realized what you’d said.

You told Peter Parker you love him. Before you could put much more thought into that you went to the door.

Jonah's luscious locks were covering his face, “Hey,” shaking his head his hair fell perfectly,  framing his face.

Your heart skipped a beat, “Hey.”

He wrapped his arm around you as you walked, the two of you went to a movie. One of those places with the big reclining seats. You weren’t sure if Jonah was planning on watching the movie so you popped in a mint. He led you up to the back corner, you sat down and smiled nervously. He practically sat on you, “You pumped for the movie?”

Swallowing hard you nodded, “Yup.”

The lights dimmed, your heart was racing. You were still on a high from your kiss last night but you  weren’t ready for a major makeout session.

Rather than kiss you Jonah snuggled up next to you, you could finally breathe. Getting close you laid your head on his shoulder. The two of you stayed that way the whole movie. When he parked in front of your building he leaned in. You smiled and kissed him, unlike last nights peck you opened your mouth. The whole time thinking you were doing it wrong, Jonah seemed to be into it. He pulled back, “Wanna get in the back seat?”

You nearly jumped over your seat, “Woah, ok.”

When you finally went inside you felt like you could conquer the world. You were on cloud nine. Obviously you called Mimi, her screeching nearly rubchared your eardrums.

“Y/n do you know what this means?” She squealed.

You wiped off your makeup, “No?”

“You’ve almost caught up to me.”

“What,” you pumped lotion into your hand, “Mimi we didn’t even go that far. Frankly I’d like to keep it that way.”

“Mmm they all say that until they meet the one.”

You talked until you fell asleep.

You texted Peter the next morning telling him you were leaving soon. He replied almost instantly.

Sorry I had to cancel, Mr. Stark gave me a huge assignment. Reschedule?

You sat down on your couch disheartened. You were looking forward to the movie marathon. Seeing Peter in his pajamas, watching some of your favorite movies, not to mention possibly cuddling with him.

You turned on the tv, the news was raving about some big fight that Iron Man and Spiderman were having in Pennsylvania with some dude with advanced weapons you’d never heard of.

You hoped Spiderman would be okay, you’d been meaning to find him and tell him thanks for looking out for you.

-

Peter wasn’t in class on Monday, which meant you actually could get your work done. You planned some places to take photos with him for your projects. You were beginning a huge project within the next week, you had only turned in your solo assignments. Anything with Peter was barely started, both of you were always so busy. Not to mention he was always sleeping in class. You were still trying to figure the kid out, there wasn’t a lot you knew about him. You’d never even been to his house. He didn’t talk about himself often.

After school you went out to take some more photos, then to the library. You had a major essay to write. As you typed away you couldn’t help but feel like something was wrong. So you looked at the news.

You gasped.

Spiderman had been severely injured during his most recent fight. There were quotes from Tony Stark but only snippets because no one knows who spiderman is.

You texted Peter.

Missed you today.

TO BE CONTINUED

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[nct-markeureee-blog]

g e t  to  k n o w  me tag

 asjkh tagged by @donghyuckstudies + @taebreez <3<3<3<3 ahh ily guys :3

Rules: Complete the survey and say who tagged you in the beginning, when you are finished you have to tag people to do this survey. Have fun and enjoy!!!

1) Are you named after someone? nopee

2) When is the last time you cried? i cried so much when nct had their first win --  but the last time i cried was an hour ago bc i studied so hard for a test and i did it today and it was hard and i feel like i failed and i probably did fail and the idea of failing just kills me so so much omg i cant ok bye

3) Do you like your handwriting? yeap my writing is pretty good to be honest! but sometimes when i take notes i just look at the board and write/copy at the same time and then i look at my writing after im done and its just .... ... hahahahahahaha

4) What is your favourite lunch to eat? S U S H I i love sushi so so much like adlkj i can eat this sole creation for the rest of my life

i also like tempura shrimp/veggieeess

5) Do you have kids? sorry i aint no Teen Mom ,., but i dont plan to be a mom ever so ye

6) If you were another person, would you be friends with you? ahh i think i would tbh i feel like im a really nice and caring and selfless and social person in my opinion and i think im just a good friend material ! at least i hope so ? lol

7) Do you use sarcasm? no omg i never use sarcasm and tbhhhh sometimes i get sad when people use mean sarcasm even tho the point of sarcasm is not to get mad/sad welppp

8) Do you still have your tonsils? ya lol are tonsils that bad to be a question idk

9) Would you bungee jump? ohmg yeeee i think i would be down and then 5 mins before i jump ill be like what kind of shit did i just get myself into 

10) What is your favourite kind of cereal? ahh i dont really eat cereal/oatmeal but i like cinnamon toast crunch or those cereals with clusters i despise fruit loops hmm what

11) Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? my shoelaces are always untied lmao whoops

12) Do you think you’re a strong person? holy shit not even a million ‘no’s would be able to emphasize how un-strong of a person i am especially when it comes to grades

13) What is your favourite ice cream flavour? im not into ice cream(except for matcha ice cream) but i like fruit sorbets! 

14) What is the first thing you notice about people? facial features? and then probably their height

15) Red or pink? i dont like both ,, BUT MARK LIKES PINK SO PINK

16) What is the least favourite physical thing you like about yourself? my body/weight in general 

17) What colour pants and shoes are you wearing now? black ~shorts~(even tho its winter) and no shoes

18) What was the last thing you ate? the last legit thing was asian stir fry veggies but i just tried an “orange cream yogurt raisin” rn that tasted weird

19) What are you listening to right now? nothing but the last thing i did was Good Thing -  N  C  T. T T T T 

(whenever i feel sad though (like rn) i would listen to Tomorrow-BTS)

20) If you were a crayon, what colour would you be? yellow because like its all nice and bright and pretty and everyone uses yellow but then the second the yellow crayon touches/mixes with a darker colour the crayon gets ruined and no one wants to use the yellow crayon anymore ://

21) Favourite smell? juicy couture smells really goood and mens cologne asdjkf

22) Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone? my friend she asked me to send her some notes for the TEST WHICH i failed

23) Favourite sport to watch? ahhhhhhhh i love soccer(fifa) and volleyball matches and then i loooveeee watching all the olympics sports collectively yeet

24) Hair colour? my natural hair colour is like a standard chestnut brown but i dyed it a golden brown-blonde but its been 6 months since i last redyed it and half my hair is brown again and idk whether ill switch to my natural hair colour or redye it

25) Eye colour?  chestnut

26) Do you wear contacts? i wear glasses(near-sighted) but my eyesight is good enough to see properly w/out glasses so contacts are unnecessary technically

27) Favourite food to eat? S U S H I. Sushi!

28) Scary movies or comedy? comedy hands down i love the feeling of laughing so hard that you’re just uncontrollably wheezing and hyperventilating asjkfs 

29) Last movie you watched? idek i dont watch movies but i watch NCT videos and kdramas

30) What colour of shirt are you wearing? im not wearing a shirt wearing a zip up fleece turtleneck sweater thats like an amalgamate of white, beige, dark green, brown, dark teal colours its rlly pretty and comfy 

31) Summer or winter? im a canadian so winter but last week i literally fell six times in a row from the snow/ice and i couldnt move and i got sick so winter rn ihy pls end rn

32) Hugs or kisses? im a 15 year old hormonal teenage girl so this question makes me hormonal i feel like i dont really see a difference i think that if the action is sincere and genuine i would enjoy/prefer both equally

33) What book are you currently reading? other than webtoons i never really read any books other than school textbooks(current one im reading is “Object Oriented Programming: an intro to java” or sm like that)

34) Who do you miss right now? i dont really miss anyone i think ppl enter and leave my life for a reason i just miss this person that i loved so much named Good GrADES ;-; yes i am still salty i will forever be salty

35) What is on your mouse pad? im on a laptop so uh ,,

36) What is the last TV program you watched? do kdramas count? The Shining Eun Soo(my first and fav >25 ep kdrama) 

NCT LIFE PLS I AM WAITING EVERYDAY

37) What is the best sound? MARK LEES LAUGH SMILE EXISTENCE i like the sound of good grades

38) Rolling Stone or the Beatles? i feel like this preference is worthless because i know neither and i only listen to kpop but i guess the beatles?

39) What is the furthest you have ever travelled? Egypt 

40) Do you have a special talent? after months of careful bs i have developed the skill of crafting excellent academic essays that require some sort of reading(novel, article, idk)  ...,,, without actually ,,reading

41) Where were you born? toronto, canada

42) People you expect to participate in this? “expect” UhM i tag everyone!

@nctgiri @taeiloves @why-jaehyun @jaehyyunn @jenowhat @1aeil MY GOOD CHINGUS sorry if you’ve already been tagged lmao