#ooh awesome choice with outfit. there's so much variety

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Alright then

1. If you could choose to cosplay a cultural outfit from anywhere in the world, which would you choose?

2. Boomerang or crossbow?

3. fav atla character?

marie is that you?

1. probably south asian, east asian, or european

2. crossbow. i’d lose a boomerang immediately

3. my boy zuko and azula is a very close second

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How would you rate each dmc & bayonetta game out of 10 & what's your favourite weapon & gun from each entry ?

Oh my…..

Well, I don’t really rate gamesnowadays (like on a scale of 1 to 10) because there’s too manyfactors involved to hammer it down to a number that makes it “good”or “bad”. For me, it boils down to “Do I enjoy playing itmultiple times?” or “Is it a one-and-done deal?” I’m prettylenient when it comes to video games because they offer so much interms of variety, so I’ll go from least played to most.

DmC: Devil May Cry

There’s a reason why re-making thingsin a “new and edgy light” can miss the charm of the original ifit’s just for a cash grab. The new Tron, Terminator Genisys, TotalRecall (2012), etc, probably would have been fine on their own if thefranchise name wasn’t attached to it (I’m still upset with Genysis).In DmC’s case the same pretty much goes; the game had issues fromits inception to its ending. Well, they all do but this one takes thecake for me.

I played vanilla DmC where the angelweapon broke angel guards/shields and the axe broke demonsguards/shields, like wayyyyy when it first came out with thoseawesome glitches. Color coded enemies can be a drag if not done properly. Didn’t bother with the DLC and I couldn’t care lessabout playing it again with the patch. Like the time had passed forthat and I moved on. It’s not the worst game in the world, but Ididn’t invest in it. Capcom was going through some type of mid-life crisis at that time because Lost Planet 3 and Operation Raccon City fell hella flat with me too.  Only thing I really liked from that game was thedreamrunner enemy.

Now for everything else I still play tothis day :D

Devil May Cry

I played the series all out of order(PS2 OG DMC3, then DMC2, then DMC4, then the HD collection) but I hold almost all pieces of the series (save for the artbook and novels but I have them scanned and saved so…)

DMC’s atmosphere, the music, theweapons…I could see why people fell in love with the OG title.Don’t know about anyone else, but the Nobody enemy was the most funyet frustrating enemy I’ve come across yet. Ifrit stole my heart assoon as I put those guantlets on and I haven’t looked back. The lastboss battle made me want to break my controller though; Mundus islike….a colossal asshole.

P.S. I don’t know why they never usedDante’s dragon release in other games. Actually, why doesn’t he everuse Sparda’s sword anymore?

Completely unrelated���(maybe), but isthat why Vergil has a dragon emblem on Yamato? Dante releases adragon on Mundus? But where does the DMC dragon mythos come from ifSparda looks like a cockroach???

Devil May Cry 2

I’m pretty sure you’ve heard everynegative thing about DMC2, but the bloody palace and Lucia’s playstyle has me playing the game more often than not. To get anychallenge out of it, playing on a higher difficulty does help itresemble a video game…somewhat…when you’re not running around thebig empty spaces. Those Blood Goats are broken from an enemystandpoint. Firing those lasers every 2.5 seconds on hard mode isvery shitty to me. For weapon choices, it’s between Vendetta andZambak. Both requires the enemies to get a bit close and they dealheavy damage.

The only “decent” enemy in thisgame is Bolverk.

Devil May Cry 4

Favorite Dante. That sexy, rugged SexGod. Love how it took a step into “realism” while still keepingto the series gothic setting. I was disappointed that there’s wasn’tmore Dante, and playing the same missions over backwards was abummer, and Pandora not having more abilities…along with Mission19…and the Faults…and not seeing Credo do battle in humanform…plus no doppelganger style. But the gameplay more than makesup for that, with Dante and Nero having different fighting styles. Ihope they bring dreadnaught back for DMC5.

Gotta say that torturing demons issuper fun with Lucifer. Popping one in them, waiting, then watchingthem fly into the air, then repeating the process over again hasbecome very satisfying.

Devil May Cry 3/Special Edition

I remember fondly how enamored I amwith this game (still to this day). This game is the gateway that introducedme to Afro Samurai, Samurai Champloo, Soul Eater, Vampire Hunter D,etc. Again, the gothic music, the sound effects, the music, theenemies, the weapon variety, the styles, and the story packagestogether like a warm blanket on a cold day. The story, while minimal,carries such weight and depth as it progresses that it had me rootingfor the …is villain the right word to use for Vergil or is hegravely misunderstood? I mean, he killed a shit ton of peopleerecting that tower…like hundreds of thousands if not millions :/.Then on the flip side (I think), we get a glimpse into hisovercompensating issues….and I’m putting that mildly.

More than a few times I was ready toput down the controller because he kept killing me with that finalbattle. And after dying for like the 10th time in a row, Ithought I was going to bask in victory after defeating Vergil.

Nope.

That shit hit me in the heart. Veryrarely does a game make me do that. So this one will stick with meforever.

Smacking everything around with Cerberus isalways a bonus.

Bayonetta

There has never been a game that makesme feel like I can go up to a crocodile and do pirouette turns on itsballs. Sexy, confident, strong, badass, torture attacks, sassy,infernal summons, stylish outfits, fierce accessories…she has itall. Jeanne too. I find myself returning to this game and startingover from the beginning because I love it so damn much. The catchy ,upbeat music goes well when the action is heavy, and the melodictunes when you’re simply traveling leaves a desiring for more. Ihaven’t played the 2nd one yet, but I gotta make an effort to buy aWii-whatever so I can play it.

There’s so much grace in her torture attacks :D. Ooh I lovethem! And Bazillions’ stopping power has a special place in my heart.

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More than Once pt. 2

Spencer Reid/OC

TW: none

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After one of the longest weeks of Dana’s life, it was finally Friday. It had been one hell of a work week, confronting a serial killer and being asked out by her long-time crush on the same day. She’d also managed to scald the bottom of the office coffeepot on Wednesday afternoon, embarrassing herself in front of a senior agent from counter-terrorism. So that was fun. 

“Ok, Derek. Happy Friday - cookies for everyone.” She said, hoisting a large platter with a variety of treats on it onto the filing cabinet in the center of their desks. She folded up the reusable grocery bag and tossed it onto her desk before pushing up the sleeves of her pink button down.  “Help yourself and please don’t leave any leftovers for me to take home.” She adjusted the french tuck of her shirt into the navy slacks she'd worn, and took a seat on top of a nearby desk with her travel mug of coffee.

“Richie!” Derek exclaimed, rolling his chair over. “Just when I thought you’d forgotten my plea for some sugar. Come to Papa…”

“Of course you think all of those are for you.” Penelope scoffed. “Dana obviously remembered my favorite - peanut butter!”

Dana rolled her eyes, but enjoyed the familiar banter. The rest of the team made their way over. 

“Oh my god, Dana. These look awesome.” said JJ. “Can I take some home for Will and the boys?”

Dana pulled out a separate Tupperware, decorated with Frozen’s Olaf and Sven. “How could I forget Henry and Michael? Apologies in advance for the sugar rush. And please keep the Tupperware - my sister left it at my house a few weeks ago when she and my niece were visiting from Boston.”

“I didn’t know you had a sister!” Derek exclaimed, scooting over to make room for Emily, Rossi and Hotch.  “Older or younger?”

“Two years older, and I have another sister who’s a year younger than me. She lives in Vancouver.” Dana responded, trying to decide if she wanted a chocolate chip or white chocolate cherry cookie. As she contemplated which would go better with her coffee, Spencer walked into the bullpen. He stashed his book in his bag before setting it down at his desk and coming over to see what all the fuss was about. Dana tried not to let her face get too red as he caught her eye and grinned. He looked absolutely adorable, in a dark purple cardigan and navy checked shirt with a matching navy tie. 

“What’s all this for?” Spencer asked, taking a sip of his coffee. 

“Dana brought cookies!” Penelope squealed, tucking a couple into the pocket of her skirt and dashing towards the glass doors. “I’m going to bring one to Kevin… hope that’s ok, sweetie.”

“Yeah, of course Pen. There’s too freaking many, please take several. Get them out of my house!” Dana laughed. “Cooking things and forcing other people to eat them is my love language. See you later!”

Rossi laughed. “You and I have that in common, Richards. Speaking of, we need to plan another family dinner… What’s everyone up to this weekend? Seems like we got lucky with no case.”

“Oh no Rossi, you’ve jinxed it.” Emily groaned. “You know we can’t ever say that on a Friday?!”

“Maybe the good omen of cookies will balance out the bad omen of the L-word on a Friday.” Dana suggested, sitting down on the nearest desk. Spencer nodded, and swallowed the bite of monster cookie he was chewing. 

“I definitely hope so. Besides, most historical omens were things like birds flight patterns, weather, and the movements of certain animals. Not too much on saying the uh, L-word on a Friday. So, nothing should ruin this weekend.” Spencer rambled, speaking quickly and lowering his volume on the last part. He wasn’t quiet enough though and Derek picked up on it. 

“Whats so special about this weekend, Pretty Boy? Do you have plans? Getting a little sugar of your own?”

Spencer blushed, shrugging. “Just looking forward to some time out of the office.” His eyes darted briefly over to Dana and she had to look away as they made contact with her gaze so she wouldn’t blush or smile too big. 

Dana was looking forward to the weekend too. She and Spencer had been walking on eggshells around each other, trying not to tip the team off that they were going out over the weekend. Dana also didn’t want to spoil their first date by spending too much time getting to know each other personally beforehand. Why waste those first conversations by having them in hushed moments over office coffee? She would rather savor the time on Saturday, and was hoping for some sparkly banter, nerdy jokes and stories shared over a glass of wine or decent coffee. She couldn’t wait to find out why he picked the ballet over anything else. Did he like performing arts? What was his favorite book? Favorite movie? Favorite smell? Did that favorite smell remind him of a specific memory? She hoped she’d find out what his hands felt like in hers… maybe what type of kisser he was. Would his lips be soft? She sighed, audibly. 

“Hello…. Earth to Richie. What’s going on in that head of yours, girl?” Derek teased. “Thinking about your weekend plans?”

“Hm, sort of.” she tried to brush off his question, quickly stopped playing with the charm on her necklace and decided to change the subject. “So, team - if you were a cookie, what kind would you be and why?”

“Ooh, a new profiling question. Good one!" JJ laughed. “Hm... A snickerdoodle. I’m sweet and soft, but a little spicy too."

“Ha! You, spicy?” Emily laughed and JJ made a face at her. “I would be… a molasses cookie. Unexpectedly delightful. Rossi, your turn.”

Rossi made the argument that a cannoli counted as a cookie (“Is not,” Dana countered. “That is a pastry!”) and Derek said that he would be a chocolate chip cookie because everyone loves him. 

“Ok then, Spencer… what kind of cookie would you be?” Dana asked, still laughing at Derek. The corners of her eyes were probably crinkling and her cheeks were probably looking round and a little too red, but she tried not to think about it as she waited for him to finish thinking. He looked bewildered, never having considered the idea of his personality reflected in a cookie. “Don’t think too hard, Reid. Your brain might short out.” she teased. 

“Ha Ha, very funny.” He shot back, his tone light and not angry. Almost… flirtatious? “I have no idea what kind of cookie I’d be. All I know is, this one is my favorite.” He held up his third monster cookie. “It has all of my favorite things in it - even pretzels!” Dana laughed, but she felt overwhelmingly pleased that Spencer had said something she made was his favorite. 

“Yeah, I thought you’d appreciate that. All of the snacks, in a convenient handheld package.” Spencer looked overjoyed. She hoped he would always look like that in her presence. 

Hotch had gone back into his office to take a phone call after grabbing a couple of cookies. He popped his head out of the door, looking very stern. 

“Guys!” He exclaimed. “I know we are all excited about the unexpected cookie party, but please… Eat them while working. And don’t forget to say thank you to Richards!”

They all scurried back to their desks to tackle the piles of paperwork that always awaited them during their down time, and Dana went back to counting down the hours until Saturday night. 

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Saturday morning, and still no case. Sleeping in was utter bliss - Dana hadn’t had a chance to sleep in for weeks and she’d relished the opportunity to go without setting an alarm. The sun peeked in through her bedroom windows and she rolled over to see what time it was. 9:38… not too bad. She hadn’t been able to sleep past 10am in years. 

Grabbing her phone, she scrolled through her notifications… a couple Instagram posts from Penelope, a late night Snapchat from Emily, a video message from her sister… and a voicemail from Spencer Reid. Of course, that was the first thing she listened to. 

“Hey Dana, it’s Spencer. I know we haven’t talked about details for tonight so I wanted to make sure I called and told you what I was thinking… Hopefully you’re still free and hopefully this plan works for you. If you’d like, I can pick you up around 5:00 and we can get drinks and dinner at Billy Sud in Georgetown. The ballet starts at 7:30 so I figure that would give us plenty of time to get to and from and find parking or take the train and everything… Let me know if this sounds good or if you’d rather go somewhere else, I wasn’t sure what sounded good to you but I thought I remembered you and Emily talking about French food a couple of weeks ago so I thought you might like it. Ok, talk to you soon, bye.”

Dana held her phone to her chest, swooning just a tiny bit. She was so excited for this date, it was ridiculous. She’d video chatted with her sisters and planned her outfit the evening prior over a couple glasses of rose, which made her a little tipsy and she may have gushed a bit to them about the sweet, sexy Doctor she was going out with. God, she was such a loser. She didn’t want to keep him waiting, so with butterflies in her stomach she hit the call back button. It rang twice before he answered. 

“Hello?”

“Hi Spencer, it’s Dana.” 

“Dana, hi, how are you?” 

“I’m really good - sorry I missed your call, I took the day off from setting an alarm and just woke up to your message.” She snuggled into the covers. 

“Oh, that’s okay, I figured something like that…”

“Yep. Such a rare occasion to have a weekend off… but yeah, 5:00 sounds perfect. Billy Sud sounds perfect. I think you might actually be a mind reader!” 

She could almost hear him grinning through the phone as he chuckled. “Oh really? Why is that?”

“Well, first,” she started, getting out of bed and sliding on her slippers so she could pace around her apartment while talking on the phone. “You choose the Bolshoi ballet. Romeo and Juliet. An excellent choice, and one of the companies I haven’t actually seen yet. Then, you pick Billy Sud, which has been on my list to try since I moved here. It’s actually pretty close to my apartment.”

“You’re kidding! That’s lucky… or maybe just excellent profiling. Are you in Georgetown?” he asked. 

“Yes.” Dana answered, pouring a cup of coffee. “I’m renting a condo on O street.”

“That’s awesome. I’m actually also in Georgetown but on Q street. It’s a great area, how did you decide on it when you were moving here?”

“I’d been to DC a few times, and usually found myself over this way on the weekends. Plus, it’s a short commute to the office downtown… I figured since we don’t usually have to go down to Quantico unless it’s training days, it would be better to be up here rather than outside the District… That’s weird though that we haven’t run into each other in the neighborhood.”

“Well, I don’t get out much…” Spencer said, sounding a little embarrassed. “I probably spend too much time inside or at the office working.”

“Well then, I’m glad we’re going out.” Dana smiled, sipping her coffee and wincing as some of the steaming brew spilled out of the cup onto her chest. She swore loudly, grabbing a towel. “Oh my god, sorry Spencer… I just spilled my coffee.” He started laughing on the other end of the line. 

“I was so confused! Are you ok? I hope there’s more coffee?”

“Oh yeah, I’m fine. Can’t say the same for my shirt but I’ll live.” She continued mopping up the mess, juggling the phone and the towel. 

“I’ve never heard you swear before. It was kind of hilarious once I knew you weren’t actually in danger… You don’t swear at work.”

“Oh Spencer… I swear like a sailor outside the office. I mean, only when things are really stressful or surprising I guess? I’m still on my best behavior around everyone… it’s only been 6 months and I really love the job and I just really want to do well, you know? I don’t want to be unprofessional or too casual just yet, you know?”

“That’s probably a good idea. Hotch is a stickler for that sort of thing. I don’t want to talk too much about work since you know, this is a personal call and we spend so much time at work anyway, but… you’re doing a good job. I think you’ve impressed everyone.”

“Even you, Dr. Reid?”

“Of course. One of the first things I noticed about you was how quick you picked up on how the team works and figured out the best questions to ask to get us out of our comfort zones. It’s a really essential skill and I don’t know, it just made me realize how sharp you are. Then one day you were dropping Shakespeare references and models of persuasion theory in the same sentence and I don’t know… I was smitten.”

She felt like her heart would leap out of her chest. “I am so glad this is a phone call. You should see my face. That is so sweet and so embarrassing all at once… Was that the first thing you noticed about me?”

Spencer coughed. “Um, no, it wasn’t the first thing I noticed… one of the first but uh, no. Not the literal first. Now I’m the one who’s glad this is a phone call.”

“Ooh, can’t wait to ask you more about this tonight.” Dana teased. “But fair is fair. I’ll own up to my first impression as well.”

“Ok then. Then we’re even. Well I guess I should let you get back to your coffee. What’s your address?”

She gave it to him, and provided instructions for the finicky buzzer system at her building before saying goodbye. She was feeling more excited and less nervous for their date. He was adorable, even over the phone. Dana finished her coffee, perused the fridge and decided to go for a quick jog to a local breakfast spot. Getting out of the house would help make sure she didn’t spend the entire day mooning about waiting for 5:00 to arrive.