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I was reading some transformers fanfiction and it's a solely underutilized idea to have humans and Cybertronians be in a symbiotic relationship. In nature all the time big animals will rely on smaller animals' help.
For example humans could give repairs, clean them, and help them reach smaller places. Cybertronians can give transportation and protection of course. They're emotional benefits too; humans are really nice soft things to touch and humans like having big robot friends :3.
So I'm imagining transformers realize how useful it is to have a human partner around so they start going around trying to get one. Anyways this leads to shenanigans of course and a lot of cracky moments.
Suspiciously nice looking car in a driveway with its door opened: ....
The random human who owns the driveway: ...
Human: *turns around* Screw that! I'm not becoming part of the human distribution system today, no sir I am not.
Cybertronian: *sad beeping noises*
#transformers#autobots#it be very funny if humans are the equivalent to cats for transformers#noah x mirage#there's no war but there's still beef between autbots and decprticons#spelled that wrong i know#Megatron#he even wants a human#so he keeps trying to steal ones#optimus prime#bumblebee#i only know stuff from fanfiction so please don't judge me to much#sam witwicky
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Pure Heroine x TRC
I started this series in 2019 and meant to do every song on the album, but never finished. It feels weird posting these because there’s so many things I want to fix/touch up, but I know at this point I’ll never get to it. So... be free!
Below are the lyrics from the song that I associated with each drawing:
Tennis Court | Ronan
But my head's fillin' up fast with the wicked games, up in flames How can I fuck with the fun again when I'm known?
400 Lux | Bluesey
I love these roads where the houses don't change (And I like you) Where we can talk like there's something to say (And I like you) I'm glad that we stopped kissing the tar on the highway (And I like you) We move in the tree streets I'd like it if you stayed
Royals ⎮ Pynch
And we'll never be royals (Royals) It don't run in our blood That kind of luxe just ain't for us We crave a different kind of buzz
Buzzcut Season | Blue/Noah
And I'll never go home again (Place the call, feel it start) Favourite friend (And nothing's wrong when nothing's true) I live in a hologram with you
Team | Adam/Blue
So all the cups got broke Shards beneath our feet But it wasn't my fault And everyone's competing For a love they won't receive 'Cause what this palace wants is release
Glory and Gore | Blue
Delicate in every way but one (The swordplay) God knows we like archaic kinds of fun (The old ways) Chance is the only game I play with, baby We let our battles choose us
A World Alone | Pynch at St. Agnes
That slow burn wait while it gets dark Bruising the sun I feel grown up with you in your car I know it's dumb
Bravado | Gansey
'Cause I was raised up To be admired, to be noticed But when you're withdrawn, it's the closest thing To assault when all eyes are on you This will not do
#i still like some of these so i didn't want it just sitting in my drafts#there are songs that are so much more trc to me that i just never got to... oh well!#the raven cycle#trc#pure heroine#blue sargent#richard gansey#ronan lynch#adam parrish#noah czerny#my art
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Noah Wyle: It's amazing to think you've done something with your life that inspired someone to go into a service industry where they may have had a hand in saving countless lives. Dr. Mike: May have? You're again discrediting yourself. x
#he makes me happy#still watching this interview but it's so so good already!!#noah wyle#noahwyleedit#userozzie
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thanks, peg J
summary: Dr. Michael Robinavitch needs help building a shelf.
cw: 2.7k words, fluff, my actual husband is an actual doctor i should probably know more/anything about how hospitals work, vague age gap (reader/oc is in her 30's), vague to graphic depictions of injury/illness, fem!OC/reader.
a/n: paging dr. daddy :) <3
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She pulled her stethoscope off her neck. “Oof. Sounds like a ball of a Friday night. Is it from Ikea?”
“The Ivar,” Robby specified with a nod and shrug. He looked back down at the patient list from their shift, which couldn’t have been ending at a more merciful time. The last man she had examined had spat on her. And what else should she expect?; she’d diagnosed his pain as a small kidney stone passing through his urethra and written a prescription that would all but eliminate the discomfort. If that wasn’t deserving of a loogie to the face, she didn’t know what else would be. Robby let out a sigh that sounded exactly like the exhaustion tugging her eyelids down.
Nurse Dana swept by them, her fleece jacket already three-quarters of the way on. “Don’t take too long on those autographs, kids, or night shift will just let you keep right on rolling.”
A raspy little laugh slipped past Dr. Robby’s lips and the corners of his eyes crinkled the way they always did on the rare occasions someone could tug a genuine smile out of him. Suddenly, she wasn’t sure if the lack of breakfast and the bag of Ritz crackers she’d scarfed down for lunch were the only things making her light-headed.
“Yes, ma’am,” he called after Dana. The charge nurse raised her hand without turning around and wiggled her fingers at them while darting out the double doors that led to the waiting room and exit before anyone could stop her. Robby turned back to the doctor next to him and handed her the clipboard he’d just finished signing about two hundred times.
Her hand grazed his, and the level of attention she paid to how warm and rough his fingers felt made her grit her jaw in frustration. It was her first year as an attending, how could she be letting something as ridiculous as a workplace crush get to her? She realized it had been a while since she’d spoken, and that Robby was pulling his own coat and backpack from underneath his desk.
“Need any help chasing down the million nuts and bolts that are guaranteed to burst out of the little bag when you open it?” she offered jokingly. Robby’s eyes flicked to her too fast. She felt her hairline heat up, worried she’d overstepped.
None of the attendings did anything outside of work together; the work hours were long enough to get their fill of each other without feeling the need to add alcohol or food to the mix. Some of the students and residents would occasionally hit bars after their shifts, and though she had no desire to join them, it made her miss the relative lack of responsibility of med school. Dr. Robinavitch, in particular, never broached the topic of his personal life at work, so she tried to do the same. There were too many patients to see and too much to accomplish to bother checking if the attractive ER chief with the puppy-dog eyes had plans for the weekend. No matter how much she wanted to.
He let out another chuckle, though this one was without humor. "Don't tell me you got nothing better to do than that," he said. "On a Friday night."
"I'm, uh, still finding my way around Pittsburgh." It was true. Her residency in California had spoiled her, and she found the stark greyness of Pennsylvania off-putting. She rarely ventured from her apartment for anything other than work and necessary grocery shopping.
He regarded her for a few seconds. His gaze felt heavier than it should have, as if she had some symptom that didn't line up with her lab results. She remembered what Dr. Santos had muttered to her on her first day at the Pitt when she'd caught the new doctor staring a little too long at Robby typing his notes.
"I know. He's crazy hot, right?" Trinity had pinched her elbow and embarrassment had made her stutter nonsensically. Then, to top off the humiliation, Trinity had started swaying her shoulders side to side and singing under her breath, "I will be your father figure, put your tiny hand in mine..." The younger woman was known for being abrasive, but, shit, she was a perceptive little fucker, too.
"I'd be a fool to turn down help wrangling Ivar. Ikea furniture is my Achilles heel," Robby was saying when she snapped back to the present. He seemed hesitant. He couldn't tell whether she'd been joking or not, and, frankly, she couldn't either. "But I couldn't ask you to–"
"You'd be doing me a favor," she cut in quickly. He would, in more ways than one. "If I sit on my couch with my cat for one more weekend, I think they're gonna start letting me collect Social Security."
A genuine laugh! Her stomach flipped upside down at the sight and the sound. Both were warm and inviting and made her want to kiss each of the individual lines on his weathered face. "Then by all means, please."
Oh, wait. Was this happening? Was it, actually? Nerves gnawed at her while she finished handing off the patient list to the night shift. What was it? A date? A friend helping another friend put a shelf together? A coworker helping another, older and more senior coworker who intimidated the hell out of her put a shelf together?
As Robby departed through the same double doors Dana had dashed through, he turned and pointed significantly at his phone, and she pulled hers from her pocket to see that he had texted her his address. Nothing else, just the address, dashed out in Robby’s usual efficient and minimalistic tone. He hadn’t even included the city and zip, but he didn’t need to. Living further than 15 minutes away from the hospital seemed like something a less dedicated physician might consider, but she knew that Robby didn’t really live at the address he’d sent her, anyway. He lived in all the exam rooms and hallways surrounding her, their sanitized scent pricking at her nose one last time before she stepped into the waiting room and the few remaining rays of sunlight waiting to greet her outside.
The door opened on her second knock, or, more accurately, before she could even finish it. Goddammit. She should have taken more time to consider what an off-duty Dr. Robby might look like.
“Hey,” he said, a genial smile lighting up his tired face.
“H–mm, hi,” she replied. She tried to hide a swallow.
Robby stood aside and let her pass through the front door of the aged but charming brownstone. The long hallway was lined with dark wooden panels that creaked when she walked over them. She tried not to feel him following behind her, the scent of some musky shampoo or body wash drifting off him. She also showered directly after a shift. Too much hospital.
A line of hooks held various jackets and sling bags, and a haphazard pile of worn sneakers sat beneath them. “I gotta get a rack for those, or something,” Robby muttered from behind her, noticing her sightline.
“You should see mine. The floor of my closet is a nightmare.”
She walked into the living room and couldn’t help the grin that spread across her face. It was sparsely but cozily finished, an overstuffed couch and matching loveseat positioned atop a plush rug that hugged her feet taking up most of the space. And, of course, a veritable disaster of boards, planks, plastic bags, and ripped cardboard in the middle of all of it.
“Yikes.”
“Thank you, again, for helping me with this,” he said, and came to stand beside her. “Why is it that I can perform a trach in my sleep, but the assembly of Swedish furniture is my downfall?” He scratched the back of his neck, the white t-shirt he was wearing showing off far too much of what was usually hidden beneath a few layers of thermals, scrubs, and hoodies. Her hairline started to feel hot again.
She cleared her throat and made her way over to the pile of shelf. “For what med school costs, they really should be teaching us the essentials like this stuff, too!” He didn’t respond, making her look up at him. He was watching her again, with that sort-of-absent-but-always-thoughtful x-ray vision. She wished he’d stop.
“You really got none of the cynicism and all of the optimism out of your residency, didn’t you?”
She flushed and looked back down at the ground, unsure if he was making fun of her. “It being basically on the ocean didn’t hurt. Lots to be optimistic about in northern Cali, it’s so beautiful.”
Robby shook his Midwest-born-and-bred head. “Damn hippy.” His voice was gruff, but his dark eyes were sparkling and she felt some of the tension in her shoulders dissipate in a giggle. He crossed the room and through an arch that led to the kitchen. “I ordered some Chinese for dinner, hope that’s alright,” he called back to her.
The tension returned tenfold and her heart began doing somersaults in her chest. Dinner? This included dinner now? Sure, it was time for dinner, but she hadn’t wanted to be so presumptuous as to suggest adding food to this friendly favor she was performing. Robby returned laden with white paper takeout boxes and a handful of napkins and chopsticks. “Like lo mein?” he asked. She nodded.
“Yes, but you really didn’t have to get anything for me! That’s so nice,” she gushed, trying to reign in the attraction to this man and behave as if he was just any other rugged, kind, intelligent guy she might come in contact with. She was so screwed.
He pressed the box of lo mein into her hand with a pair of chopsticks. “It’s the least I can do to thank you for helping with this,” he shrugged. “Hopefully, you still have an appetite after that bike accident from this morning.” The memory of the young man’s torso torn open and spilling out onto the operating table sent a nauseous wave from her head to her stomach, but she quickly compartmentalized it, as she’d learned to do long ago.
“Why do people even buy motorcycles,” she muttered rhetorically.
“Uh, because they love visiting you so very much,” he returned with a wink that made her miss her mouth with the chopsticks.
Two hours later, the shelf was only two-feet tall and missing three of the nine screws it had required so far.
“Peg L, peg L, peg L,” Robby said through gritted teeth, “where the fuck is peg L?”
She held the instructions centimeters away from her face, hoping the proximity would illuminate its solutions somehow. “Peg L goes into plank K. We just placed plank H.” He stopped running his hands along the carpet to search for the missing peg L and looked up at her with a speck of encroaching insanity peeking through.
“I’m out of order?”
“Miiiike,” she laugh-groaned. “Did you already use peg G? We need J right now!” When he didn’t answer, she glanced up from the “simple” instruction packet. A sleepy kind of flush appeared on his face, and he pulled the reading glasses off to massage the bridge of his nose and–hide it? Then, he sighed.
“God, no one’s called me just…Mike in forever.” It was a complete sentence, a complete statement, a complete story, and he was done talking about it, but it made a million questions bubble up in the back of her throat. She ignored them.
“You’re at work too much,” she almost whispered. Why she was no longer scared of stepping over some professional, coworker boundary, she wasn’t sure. Maybe it was the way he had accepted her help with such a domestic task, or the fact that they were seeing each other in something other than scrubs for the first time (the loose, perfectly worn-in jeans he was wearing would surely be appearing in her dreams that night), or maybe it was because their legs had been pressed together for the last half hour as they tried to decipher the mysteries of Ivar. Whatever it was, Robby–Mike, felt it, too. He stared into her eyes before averting them to the floor and mumbling,
“Yeah. I know.” He put the glasses back on. “So, peg J.”
“C’mere, ya little Swedish asshole,” she agreed, and they resumed pawing around the rug to try and find the screws that, as predicted, had spilled from the package as soon as Robby had ripped it. She tried to avoid brushing against his hand as well as she could, until her fingers bumped into a tiny piece of metal, and she snatched the screw from the ground. Carefully consulting the instructions, she looked from the page, to the screw, to the page, before shouting, “Oh my God, I found it!”
His hands were cradling either side of her face in a second, and then he was kissing her. The part of her brain that handled compartmentalization clocked in at lightning speed and swept all her confusion into the bin so she could focus on nothing except his beard scratching her, his warm hands cupping her jaw. Well, well before she had gotten her fill of him, he pulled back and blurted, “Awesome! Good job, let’s put it in.” He plucked the screw out of her hand like the conversation had just been on pause, scooting over on his knees to the feeble half-shelf.
She sat in complete shock until Robby, without turning to face her, said, “I shouldn’t have done that. I’m sorry.”
“Mike.”
“You just looked–and I, it’s been…I’m really sorry.”
“Mike.”
He was attempting to twist the screw into place with his fingers so he didn’t have to come get the screwdriver from beside her. “I overstepped. It won’t happen again. If you want to take it to HR…”
That was enough to jumpstart her brain again, and she burst into laughter, forcing him to finally spin around.
“HR? Really?” She made a phone out of her pinky, fist, and thumb and held it to her ear. “Hello, Pittsburgh Trauma Medical Center Department of Human Resources? Yes, I’d like to file a report against one of your doctors.” She was having a hard time stifling her laughter. “Dr. Michael Robinavitch. Yes, the hottie from the ER, that’s correct. He really laid one on me—"
It was Robby's turn to cut her off, and he did so by rolling his eyes and snatching the instructions out of her other hand. "Hey!" She dove after them but decided instead to drag him in by the collar of his shirt for another kiss. They both held each other tightly, Robby's hands wandering, respectfully, under the hem of her shirt. When she tugged a handful of his hair, he grunted in annoyance.
"Watch it. Don't have much of that left."
"You've got a lot for an old man." She regretted it as soon as she said it, even though he had already alluded to it. His head dropped and apologies bubbled up and out of her lips, assurances that that's not how she'd meant it, that he was the most attractive man she'd met at the Pitt, but he waved them off.
His glasses were sliding down his nose again. He cleared his throat and pushed them back up. "Are you okay with it, then? I mean, I know I'm not..." Her heart ached when he trailed off, nervously scratching the back of his neck again.
"Very ok," she whispered. She reached for his hand and took it. He was fiddling with a screw that she plucked out and tossed to the side. "I'm 31, you know, Senior Elder Doctor Robinavitch."
Robby smiled, clearly in spite of himself. He tucked a piece of hair that had fallen into her eyes behind her ear. For a minute, they just sat and looked at each other, matching each other's lazy smiles. "That's it. Didn't want to have to do this, but you're fired."
"Okay now I want to take this to HR."
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#being RESPECTFUL with this one cuz the tag is still growing :)#i'm not off hiatus just dropping and running lol!!!#this show is so effing stressful i have no other recourse but to stare at Him#the pitt x reader#dr. robby x reader#michael robinavitch x reader#doctor robby x reader#laneywrites#noah wyle if you see this i am free thursday night please reply if you are also free thursday night#trying a new (lazier) aesthetic w this one and it feels good feels organic xx
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Losing a kid is hard on everybody.
#the pitt#the pitt hbo#thepittedit#tvdoctors#tvedit#tvgifs#dailyflicks#tvarchive#michael robinavitch#heather collins#dana evans#frank langdon#samira mohan#trinity santos#dennis whitaker#victoria javadi#my gifs#my edit#“How to Literally Bury Your Feelings” the gifset#noah wyle the five time emmy nominated actor/writer you are!!!!#i will literally go write a psychoanalytic paper on this one scene alone because WOW the layers#robby is definitely not okay and should probably see a therapist but he has to give off the vibe that at least he's doing Fine#i'd argue that this speech was closer to himself as a human being and as soon as ahmad (security guard) comes in#it's back to senior attending mode out of sheer necessity#for himself and for the crew around him because the day still keeps on going#and it's just a matter of time before he breaks from all of this because no person should have to shoulder this weight for so long#but he does it simply because he feels like he has to#i could go on but that's my take on it#anyways if this man doesn't get nominated for lead actor i'm suing#edit: had to replace one of the gifs because of a caption error (you didn't see anything)
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"Are you sure you don't wanna dance with anyone else..?"
Mike asks Will to dance. Will is confused why he wouldn't just dance with a girl, and everyone is staring.
Manifesting a prom scene in s5 🙏
#byler endgame#byler#byler nation#stranger things#will byers#mike wheeler#stranger things 5#finn wolfhard#gay#gay art#noah schnapp#I saw people talking about them graduating and stuff like that#So why not have a prom scene?#Anyway#Mike is gay and down bad#And he and will need to have cute moments like this in season 5 or I will die#If they don't#I will still die#But not in the good way :(#This is a repost but I made some adjustments
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Some drawings I did in relation to Caffeine_Monster’s Fem!Noah au! I literally just keep rereading this one when I’m running of out drawing ideas lol
#my art tag#alenoah#alejandro burromuerto#noah total drama#noah tdi#td noah#fem noah#genderbend#ao3#READ THE FIC ITS SO GOOD#AND STILL UPDATING!#td meet your match
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A fortunate ending???
HAHA SUCKED IN
APRIL FOOLS!!! don't worry tho, the real final part to this arc will come about in the next few days, this just felt right at this moment.
#noco family au#total drama#total drama noah#total drama cody#total drama noco#total drama mike#total drama dave#total drama raj#total drama sierra#total drama harold#An Unwanted Replacement? (OMG! Two Codies!!!)#but yeah just like I said before the real final part will be out in a few days#I mean Australia is ahead of time by like MILES compared to the rest of the world so#I mean its still April 1st in like. Most of the world still#mostly in the US and Canada#that's what matters#I love having adhd I love only feeling motivated when I'm in a constant state of stress and give myself fuck all time to do large tasks in#some parts look a lil sloppy but that's mainly cuz I finished this at like 4am#but hey#having shit time management has its moments#you start off doing a halloween special sorta thing#and finish off with an April fools joke#double whammy#oooh this is gonna go down well methinks#at least it'll be interesting idk
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Lovely isn't he.
I finished the third book. It's been a few days already but with work and stuff... Anyway now I'm digging through the additional content Nora posted on Tumblr, took me a while to understand how it works but now I am pleased.
I cannot express the emotionnal damage these books have done to me, but I'm not finished drawing any of the foxes. Just saying.
#aftg#all for the game#the foxhole court#the raven king#the kings men#matt boyd#dan wilds#kevin day#foxes#palmetto state foxes#morning sunshine#kevin day has a book of quotes and i'm very much willing to pick some in my day to day vocabulary#that guy is so funny i swear#a moment of appreciation for all my folks who can just not function in the morning#we appreciate you still :)#noah's aftg series#MUSE PROPAGANDA (this is an art tag)
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Meet the Doormans!
see I'm working on AU stuff lol
still no name for it though, but I'll figure that out eventually
Info about them down belooooow
Cyn "Cynthia" Swapped with - Uzi Age - 18 She was 6 years old when her mom died and the trauma from the event caused her to shut down and stop talking. She learned sign language from Noah so she could communicate. For anyone else that doesn't understand her, she'll either use text on her visor or a projected text box. She doesn't interact with anyone and prefers to keep to herself, the only one she really opens up to is her brother. He's the only one who can call her by her actual name, she'll ignore everyone else. Inherited her solver from her mom, which activated after her mom's passing. She's scared of Khan.
Noah Swapped with - No one! Rewritten for story Age 25 7 years older than Cyn. He was 13 when his mom died. No one knows why he's so tall. He took care of Cyn after their mother died. He learned sign language and taught it to Cyn. He's a member of the Worker Defense Force. Loves doing anything! boi stop hiding your pain and get help He wants his dad's approval, not only for himself, but for his sister as well. Does not have the Solver at least not yet
Khan Swapped with - No one! Rewritten for story. Leader of the Worker Defense Force and Outpost 3. Very stoic and closed off, especially after Alice died. After his wife died, he completely threw himself into his work, neglecting nearly everything else (including his kids ): ) Because of Cyn's strong resemblance to Alice, he can't bear to even look at her. He killed his wife.
Alice Swapped with - Nori Huge fukin nerd. Western movies were her favorite. Her pet-name for Khan was "Sheriff" She loved to play "dress up" especially with her kids. She was still part of the Solver Experiments, but did not cause the implosion, that was still Nori's doing. She had pretty bad Solver Moment when it took her over and she slaughtered an entire apartment block. She couldn't stop herself and begged Khan to kill her. She was 33 when she died.
#I'm still figuring out a lot of this#for now#most posting will be of character redesigns and maybe some story points#a lot of characters aren't really swapped either#they're more just rewritten to adjust for the story changes#lol#I still haven't decided that media to put this out as either#do I wanna make it a short comic#or write it out#or do both?#writing with some pictures sprinkled in#????#so many possibilities#murder drones#murder drones au#for now im just gonna use this tag ->#MD!SwapAU#until I can come up with a proper name#MD!SwapAU Cyn#MD!SwapAU Noah#MD!SwapAU Khan#MD!SwapAU Alice#toma art
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My favourite thing about the trc fandom is that collectively, we’ve never moved on from anything ever
#we’re like the fish in the harbour at the end of finding nemo#now what??#and we never figured that out#so we’re still here#and always will be#trc#the raven cycle#adam parrish#ronan lynch#gansey#blue sargent#noah czerny#text
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♪You're The Reason - Victorious Cast, Victoria Justice
Now. I'm not saying Cody wouldn't learn to defend himself on his own... but... I'm also saying that couples that spend a good amount of time together tend to learn from each other. Have you ever heard of the Michelangelo Phenomenon? That's what's going on here.
Anyway, for ONCE it's not all about Noah and Cody! Alejandro and Courtney really connected last episode! They understand each other and help each other out in different ways, what with their similar drives for success and mutual understanding to get there. Not everyone understands them, though. Shame it was a double elimination.
Notes on the episode under the cut!
* Courtney and Alejandro spend the trip to China talking and getting along in first class over their wedding cake (though Courtney’s the only one eating).
* Noah and Cody are asleep in a stupid, uncomfortable looking position. Heather and Tyler comment on the absurdity of the position before Sierra gets up and walks away in silent rage.
* Cut to Sierra in the confessional. She’s racking her brain trying to figure out how this (noco) happened, and where she went wrong. She doesn’t know what to do. Someone needs to tell her how this happened.
* Noah snags the bike, but only because Cody reached Ace the Donkey first, that jerk. He doesn’t argue though, just pets Ace and tells him to be nice to Cody.
* Sierra gets the pogo stick, Alejandro gets the skateboard and Courtney gets the tricycle like canon.
* Tyler insists he can run the wall on foot. Indeed he does, and he makes it to the gong exhausted.
* Heather gets a pair of roller skates instead of the traditional sandals. She’s not great with them, so she grabs the back of Alejandro’s shirt the whole race (after Alejandro convinces Courtney that sticking with Heather can give them an extra vote).
* Heather, Alejandro and Courtney keep pace with each other most of the race. Heather notices how well Alejandro and Courtney get along and she’s filled with an anger she can’t quite explain.
* Sierra and Noah reach each other in the race, and Sierra takes the opportunity to ask him how he did it. How exactly did he get Cody’s affection so easily when she couldn’t? Noah responds sarcastically: “By being a normal human being, maybe. What a concept, right?” This prompts Sierra to hop in front of him and jam her pogo stick into the front wheel of his bike. Noah almost flies off the bike as Sierra insists on telling her what he did to "win Cody over". Noah, scowling, simply says he was his friend first. “Have you ever considered that maybe he just wanted a friend?” This leaves Sierra thinking, giving Noah the chance to bike away.
* Courtney gets got by a land mine halfway through and gets blown past the wall. Alejandro moves to help her but can’t catch her before she falls.
* Noah passes out before making it to the gong and is disqualified from the second half of the challenge.
* (The prize for winning the second half of the challenge, other than immunity, is being able to take someone with you to first class. This will continue to be the case for every challenge moving forward.)
* Eating challenge time! Their first meal is the donkey meat. Cody refuses to eat what he assumes is Ace, and gets disqualified and sent to the loser bench for it. He sits next to Noah, who pats his back sympathetically. Four remain.
* Their second meal is the live meal worms. Heather does not finish her bowl before everyone else, and gets disqualified. She notices Courtney with her mouth full on her way to sit down. Three remain.
* Third meal is the starfish on a skewer. Heather notices Courtney and Alejandro dive under the table one after the other and interrupts the meal to call them out. Alejandro tries denying anything but Courtney’s mouth is too full to defend herself. Alejandro is disqualified for cheating.
* Tyler and Sierra are the last ones standing. They get the inedible slosh as their final plate and they’re both very not into eating this. Tyler plugs his nose, closes his eyes and starts shoveling the food in his mouth. He manages to swallow a few spoonfuls. Sierra is about to take her first bite when she notices Tyler hesitate. He has a spoon and a mouth full of food but he’s not moving to swallow anymore. Sierra sees this and puts down her spoon.
* Sierra starts teasing Tyler, telling him things like “It’s so warm and gooey, it looks like someone already ate this and threw it back up, the solid chunks really compliment the thickness of the broth” etc. Noah and Cody pipe up and try to convince Tyler to tune her out and finish the bowl. There’s silence for a few seconds. The spoon rattles in Tyler’s hand. He’s shaking and sweating. He turns and pukes. Sierra wins the challenge.
* Chris counts six votes: three for Alejandro and three for Noah. A tie. But... there’s seven people, how are there only six votes? Turns out Tyler got food poisoning and made a total mess of his vote. Noah and Alejandro try to argue, but Chris cuts his losses and hands them both a parachute.
* Before they jump, Sierra tries consoling Cody, telling him how it's just soooo sad that Noah got eliminated again, but at least he'll be comfortable in first class tonight!! Cody turns to look at her. "Who says I’m sleeping in first class?" Sierra hesitates, not expecting him to talk back to her. "I... did...? I’m bringing you with me...??" Cody responds: "I’m not going to first class with you."
* Sierra insists. "But… I won the challenge. I get to pick someone to come with me, and I’m picking you!" Cody stands his ground. "I’m not going with you." Sierra starts losing her patience. "Cody, don’t be difficult-" She grabs him by the shoulder, but Cody shoves her away harshly. He stands and takes a step back to create distance. "I said NO! I’ve had enough of you treating me like I’m anything but a person, so NO. I’m not going with you! Leave me ALONE!!"
* Sierra is left startled by his outburst. She relents. “Fine. I’ll take Heather instead.” Heather’s shocked, but she’s not about to turn down first class.
* Cody turns to say goodbye to Noah, but Noah hugs him before he can say a word. "That was amazing!! I’m so proud of you!!" Noah keeps going, saying he’s made it so far already, and he knows Cody can make it to the end. Cody can’t help but smile. Before he can say more, Alejandro grabs Noah and throws him out of the plane before jumping out himself.
* For goofs and gaffs, I like imagining the post credits bit of this episode being Alejandro and Noah plummeting to the ground after jumping out of the plane. Alejandro pulls the string of his parachute, only for soup bowls and chopsticks to fly out. Noah grabs onto Alejandro and pulls his own string (which opens an actual parachute), saving them both. Alejandro comments, disgust apparent in his face and tone, how being with Cody made him soft. Noah just tells him to shut up before he changes his mind and drops him.
#world tour but noco are the only ones kissing#wtbnatook : main#total drama#total drama world tour#tdwt#total drama noah#td noah#total drama cody#td cody#cody anderson#noco#total drama noco#td noco#total drama sierra#td sierra#total drama courtney#td courtney#total drama alejandro#td alejandro#total drama heather#td heather#total drama tyler#td tyler#SO DO YOU WANT TO KNOW A FUN FACT ABOUT THE SONG. I JUST PICKED AND ASSIGNED IT. TODAY. THE DAY OF POSTING#FOR WHAT FELT LIKE EONS I TRIED TO FIND AN APPROPRIATE ENOUGH SONG FOR THIS PART BUT NOTHING WAS GOOD ENOUGH#AND THEN. A LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL. VICTORIA JUSTICE#and I'm STILL not entirely sold on it but. IT WAS THE CLOSEST THING I GOT SO IT'S WHAT GOES#that's the least important bit of the whole thing at least. but it still makes me mad#WHATEVER. ITS ALRIGHT. OH WELL WHATEVER#no matter what it is I have to do I'm not afraid to try... and you need to know that YOU'RE THE REASON WHY!!!!
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what if i repurpose my among us ocs into mouthwashing ocs huh what then
#(i still like the among us lore so this is honestly more of an au#noah (oc)#myer (oc)#gena (oc)#oc stuff#among us oc#mouthwashing oc#i guess skdsdks#zoup art
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usually i’d make a comment abt how stunning he is and how much i love when he talks and then start going on abt how much of a whore i would be for him yk
however i genuinely cannot put into words how this made me feel
i actually can’t think of any words at all that would even come close to describing how this clip made me feel
the way he slowly said “come on” in his low voice i-
don’t get me wrong his voice in general gets me all flustered but boy oh boy did this bring my voice kink to the surface
#i’m gonna throw up i can’t believe him#ugh he’s so#i can’t handle him#i’ve watched this repeatedly for at least 25 minutes and i still cannot pick my jaw up from the floor#bad omens#noah sebastian#noahsebastian#nowah#badomens
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Leverage: Redemption 3x4- "The Hustler Job"
#christian kane#leverage#leverage redemption#parker#beth riesgraf#sophie devereaux#gina bellman#breanna casey#aleyse shannon#harry wilson#noah wyle#the hustler job#leverage redemption season 3#spoilers#leverage spoilers#leverage redemption spoilers#one interesting thing about redemption is that it lets eliot be bad at competitive things (so far just golf and pool‚ but still)
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i love your AU soo much, and i wanted to ask how cody and noah felt love for each other and how their conversation like when they wanted to adopted a child. (mike)😊‼️
well that first bits been done, so..
Being around Noah so much and getting so used to his constant sarcasm, it can get pretty hard to tell if he's actually being serious sometimes...
(and I guess after talking about it for a while they both went 'fuck it' and went along with doing it. I mean, it was just one kid after all, right?)
#I mean I like to think that noah kinda liked the idea of having kids when he was still with emma so I guess this would check out alright#the sister that's talked about here is a realtor and also probably the closest to noah..#noco family au#total drama#total drama noah#total drama noco#total drama cody#noco lore#thanks for the ask!
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