#team Viper yay

[amxrany]

!! CHAPTER 7 / DIASOMNIA ARC SPOILERS !!

I think I'm gonna have fun reading Jamil's segment so you all should read it too (Jamil's Dream):

Meet in a Dream is out here working overtime because we are now in Jamil's Dream. But something's wrong, Kalim, who is their newest addition seems to be fine (he even gushes to Silver how cool dream hopping is) but Vil is out here dying 💀. Like legit he was incredibly unstable that they had no choice but to split into 2 teams while he recovers. Silver and Ortho stay to help Vil while the rest go and find Jamil.

The other group is currently in Camel Bazaar (reference to the scalding sands event). They were planning to look for Jamil but it's really hot so they decided to rest for a bit and get some coconut juice. (Extra part: Sebek wanted to look for Jamil but Grim kept looking at the food so he just gave up and started eating as well) Kalim is the one who gets it for the gang, and when the shopkeeper tells Kalim to pay, he just says put it in the Asim bill. But the shopkeeper doesn't recognize the Asims and thought they were thieves and started calling for the police. But luckily Silver, Ortho and Vil come in just in time for Silver to pay the guy to avoid getting into trouble.

Kalim's confused as to why the shopkeeper doesn't recognize him because he's known since he was a kid, but we find out why by just seeing the images of Kalim's "estate"

This is where we get the Jamil reveal. It turns out in this dream, Jamil's the son of the sultan (this also makes Najma a sultana, which is absolutely slay) and the Vipers bought the Asim's properties due to financial problems

(ngl him in that outfit is making me feel fuzzy inside)

But anyways we see Jamil in a parade similar to that of Kalim in Book 4, thus we have another rhythmic portion

(so this actually says that Jamil does like Kalim's parades, if it was him in the place of Kalim. Kalim also acknowledges that Jamil's having a good time here)

We then see the statue of Jafar, in which everyone recognizes because it's in NRC, except Jafar looks like he's playing golf here lmao. Jamil sees Kalim and tells him to change because he isn't wearing the right uniform

Then Kalim talks to Jamil like always, but Jamil tells him to be more respectful in speaking. But he isn't really mad because Kalim's always like that. The rest instroduce themselves as the NRC Film Club, who are planning to film a video using the estate's facilities. Jamil's salty as always and it seems to be going normal as he tells Kalim to prepare things for the guests and while Kalim tries to, he still messes up.

Jamil thinks as to why his family kept Kalim despite being an idiot. Then Grim is thinking why is Jamil still bitter in his own dream. That's when see the magic carpet again (YAY), this causes Kalim to accidentally slip up and tell Jamil how they got it; it causes Jamil to leave for a moment.

But Kalim doesn't stop, he continues to tell Jamil of their memories together but Jamil keeps denying it. Kalim brings up about how 2 years before going to NRC, Jamil protected him from harm. Then, he spilled the events of Book 4 (as requested from the others). BUT THEN FAKE!KALIM APPEARS AND PROTECTS JAMIL. He's a lot more mature than real life Kalim, this causes the darkness to take Jamil and we're forced to fight Fake!Kalim.

Without thinking, Kalim just straight up jumps in with Jamil and the gang has no choice but to follow him. Similar to Vil's dream, we land back to the events of Book 4 but for some reason Azul is also controlled here like 😭😭😭????

(jamil being azul's no.1 hater fr)

Jamil makes Azul spill all the school's secrets (hey lemme in on it too /j) and is planning to use this information to defeat the other dorm head. He even drags Leona and says he doesn't deserve to be dorm head cuz he's lazy 😭

And after defeating the dorm heads, he's gonna go after the headmage and take over the school (we love a man who dreams big and jamil for headmage fr)

BUT KALIM SUDDENLY COMES IN AND DECKS JAMIL IN THE FACE 😭. HE CALLS HIM AN IDIOT BUT JAMIL IS NOT BUYING IT SO THEY START DUKING IT OUT

(THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTINGGGG)

But yeah Kalim yells at Jamil for being pathetic for just getting what he wants by manipulating everyone, then Jamil butts in by telling him that someone stupid doesn't have a say. They continue to duke it out and in the background Sebek wants to stop them but Silver said "nah let them fight it out" because the best way to say things is by punching ❤️

IT SURPRISINGLY WORKS AND IT WAKES JAMIL UP 😭and Kalim gets really happy and jumps around. But the darkness comes back and tries to swallow Jamil so he pushes Kalim away, but Kalim wouldn't let go so they start fighting again 💀. But in the end, Jamil gets swallowed and meets his overblot self and learns to accept it thus starting the fight between the two

Jamil says he's the genie of the lamp, tired of living in a cramped space and would now dedicate himself to fulfilling his wishes. He returns to the place with Jafar's statue with the Fake!Kalim, who asks what he can do for him. But Jamil tells the Fake to fuck himself 😭 because he finds it weird that Kalim's like that and wishes for the dream to just end

The gang find Jamil and Kalim tries to tackle him but Jamil dodges it, saying that he's easy to read. Kalim asks Jamil to join them, and he accepts. However, Vil has to stay behind because he doesn't feel well and Kalim stays behind as well because of the injuries he got from Jamil (he does summons ice from Kalim's wounds tho). The others will go on ahead and wake the others. Jamil asks where they're going but Ortho says it's a secret, probably because the moment Jamil finds out they're going to Octavinelle he is going to find his way out of there.

But that is all for this chapter, hoo boy that was a lot but I'm glad that I managed to cover it. I'm really excited to see the Octavinelle segment knowing that it's Jamil we have, the biggest Octa hater but I do know it's gonna be funny

So yeah ima knock myself out now bye bye

Previous: Kalim's Dream

[thetoxicgamer]

VCT Americas MVP aspas is officially a free agent—and he could fit on any superteam

Eyes were on VCT Americas MVP aspas as it was revealed that all franchised VALORANT teams' player contracts will expire in 2023. At the end of Champions, Aspas' situation was still very unclear, but the Brazilian duelist clarified today that he is open to all offers. Aspas has officially become a free agent starting on Sept. 11, choosing to not immediately renew his contract with LOUD and seek what looks to be plenty of offers from teams across the world. He tweeted his decision with a video, adding to it that he can speak both English and Portuguese, opening the door to a lot of potential landing spots. https://twitter.com/loud_aspas/status/1701249784126816639 Looking back at his career, aspas came out of the Challengers scene in Brazil, moved from his original team SLICK to LOUD, and never looked back. It helped that LOUD quickly became the regional powerhouse, but aspas was a clear catalyst to that rise thanks to his outstanding play on the duelist role, especially his Jett. LOUD rolled over the Brazilian competition, then went to their first international tournament in 2022, in Reykjavík, and finished second place to OpTic Gaming. The team disappointed in Copenhagen but then proceeded to win Champions 2022 afterward, with aspas as the finals MVP in their revenge win over OpTic Gaming. The next year wasn’t as successful internationally for both aspas and LOUD, but they remained a top regional team. After a second-place finish at LOCK//IN, the team started to wane due to some questionable decisions in international play, like running aspas more on Neon and leaning away from their staple Viper Harbor composition. Even with those issues, the season ended off on a high for LOUD, getting third place at Champions 2023 and securing their second podium finish for the year. It left many fans wondering if aspas’ “expiring contract” was just a formality for another year with the crew. As it turns out, aspas is using the opportunity to see what other team he can join. His ability to speak English opens the doors to other regions, like EMEA or even Pacific teams. As for his talent, this is where some worry comes in. Much like Jacob “yay” Whiteaker in his free agency time in late 2022, the skills are clearly there, but their best agent isn’t as good as they were before. Yay became the best Chamber in the world, but the year’s end marked the end of Chamber being a constant pick in competitive play. Now, for aspas, Jett looks to be on her way out of the meta. Thankfully, aspas still has experience with a couple more agents, with Raze and Neon as his two other key picks. They might not provide as much impact in a game as his Jett could, but the unique movement he popularized on the Jett can carry over with Raze’s Blast Packs, or Neon’s High Gear. Aim won’t matter too much, aside from the training on Raze ultimates to avoid misses, as it can carry over easily. He just won’t be able to smoke and dash into areas like he did before, at least, without some extra teamwork. Either way, we’ll have to wait and see what the off-season provides and what teams would be willing to dish out the money to pick up the reigning league MVP. Some that could work in theory include 100 Thieves, NRG, or even teams like Bleed from Pacific. Even with the Jett nerfs, it’s safe to say they’re picking up a top-tier talent. Read the full article

[thoughtfullyluckyperson]

me: I kinda hate Light, why he has to be such an asshole, ugh

also me: proceeds to cringe from all Light-bashing posts and immediately drop any fics with hateful or condescending Light portrayal where he is weak, stupid and cowardly sidekick/charity case of almighty hero L

DN: making me contrary to myself on daily basis lmao. No, but really, Light is the most interesting and layered character of the story. His morals and sanity aside, he is the most genial genius in this selection of genii in a jar. Sometimes it feels like he’s the only moving power there. The world of Death Note is a static one, bleak and somewhat claustrophobic even and then there is Light in the center of it, tragic and terrifying in his unholy glory, making gears of the story spin, pushing limits, changing things, making the rest of cast react to him. He’s, like, a sheer willpower incarnate. Creature of extremes who walks these fine lines between beautiful and ugly, sane and insane, flawless and flawed, necessary and unnecessary. Striving to live and setting himself to die. Slaying the dragon and becoming the dragon. Thirsting for a purpose and finding a folly one and giving it his all. Thirsting for power, having it and thirsting for more, always more. Being a square in a world of circles, not fitting anywhere while pretending to fit. Catching a meteorite with his head despite all improbability of it and thriving on impossible. Saving the world that doesn’t need to be saved. A waste of tremendous potential and a personal reality show for a bored shinigami who is amused by turmoil and tragedy. He’s like a puzzle even while being the protagonist and showing inner workings of his mind to the auditory. Tbh, if not for him (and lawlight, heh) I would’ve probably long forgotten about Death Note.

Well, maybe it’s school literature lessons’ fault too, lol, with all this “extra people” discourse they spoon fed us for years. I always was secretly fond of all these tragic assholes with a capacity for the great good or evil, existential void inside and limitless ability for poor life choices. Light pre-notebook kinda clicks right into place and Light post-notebook is a “great man” with a twist. Tbh, I think that he’s an homage to Raskolnikov to a degree, an amount of little details feels a bit too high to be coincidental. And all that faux Christian symbolism too. Probably should make a post with quotes from CaP or something just to get it out of my head. Oh, and then there is Stavrogin (x) from “Demons” with his beauty, his beyond good and evil stance, his flock of admirers he’s indifferent to (Mikami-esque fellow included) and a discourse of human-godhood/demonhood and changing the world through rather evil means and stuff. Or I just had too much Dostoevski in my formative years.

[levi-my-beloved]

Birds of a Feather

Chapter one

Pairings: Canon!Levi x F!reader

Content warnings: violence, swearing

Word count: 4K

Summary: You were the most notorious criminal in the Underground City. With your organisation of highly skilled professionals, only one man could take you down. He also happened to be Humanity’s Strongest… and your ex.

A/N: asdfghjkl hello there. so, this has been on my brain for a while now, so i started this as just a drabble. what i thought would stay as just a drabble turned into this 22k+ multi chapter fic because i have zero self restraint or self respect. i’m currently finishing chapter 5 as this is being posted, but i want to keep chapters posted around once every two weeks so i can keep up with the workload. maybe once a week if i start feeling spicy. yeah plot twist this is actually the second time i’ve drafted this up. the first time i managed to get everything done and in order and then manages to delete the entire post with my huge disgusting thumbs. Genuinely felt like crying for a good half an hour.

This is also my first Levi fic! yay! lmk if it sucks and idk i’ll cry or something. nah, in all seriousness please send me criticism cuz i really want to improve and critiques are the best way.

𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔

“How down, Raven?”

“Six feet.”

Within the dank confines of a stinking alleyway, two green capes marked with the Military Police insignia crept ever closer to the taller, run-down building upon which you and your little squad of Shadows were now perched. No sunlight illuminated your position. Not that you’d ever seen the sun, or know what it even looked like, but you based your guesses upon the pathetic rays shining through the grates littering the ceiling of the Underground City.

The language you used with your Shadows, coded words translated to:

‘How do you want them to be dealt with?’

‘Death.’

It was something developed by your late guardian and mentor, Viper. See, you all had aliases in The Nest, your criminal organisation. The leader was often referred to as The Raven, however your mentor preferred to use his own nickname, stemming from his own reputation.

Then come the aliases for your Shadows. Prongs was your second, a tall, stern looking man with the black mask of a stag settled across his features.

Then came Wolf, and you swore the first time you’d set eyes on him, you thought a titan had wandered into the city. He was enormous, all 6ft 6ins of him carved in hard muscle. Slicked back silver hair and a beard that to rival a bear. Similar to Prongs, a mask sat upon his face, resembling that of a snarling wolf.

Following him was Verdant, Scales and Diablo. Your power trio. Though their special talents lay in different professions, get these three together and they were borderline unstoppable. A white mask decorated with three broad maple leaves obscured Verdant’s pretty features, Scales sported a bronze half mask etched with a snake-like diamond pattern, whilst Diablo, your trained escort, had opted for something that accentuated her own gorgeous features, a mask of black leather arcing high onto her brow on the left side, whilst the right arced low by her jaw. Though you were already spoken for, you couldn’t deny the beauty of Diablo. She did wonders when prying information between the legs of a moaning MP.

To your left crouched the twins, Una and Leaf. Una was gifted her name by none other than you yourself, after seeing her accuracy with a rifle. A single shot was all it took, from any distance. She wore no mask, something you’d allowed simply because she’d complained about the sight obstruction when lining up a shot. You’d agreed, but only under the condition that she wore a low hood. Her fiercely protective brother Leaf had chewed you out for that, but you knew he meant well. Leaf was good at what he did, excellent, in fact. Which was part of the reason you kept him on as a Shadow. The larger part was that you were damn fond of him. Of all of them, in fact. You loved every single one of your Shadows. Every single damned member of The Nest, you adored. You were their leader, afterall.

A masked helmet of black leather, similar material to Diablo’s, perched snug upon your own features. The hooked beak and obsidian feathers of a raven decorated the necessity, covering your face and hair, though leaving your lower features visible. It was a rite of passage, for you especially, and it signalled the start of your leadership.

“Una, set up. Verdant, Prongs, roundabout. Wolf…” your eyes slid to the giant man on your right, a dark smile slicing across your mouth. “Heel.”

The boulder of a man visibly sagged, clearly disappointed at your orders whilst the others sprang into action. Prongs and Verdant leapt across the rooftops in separate directions whilst Una removed her rifle from her back, parting her heavy cloak to reveal rounds and rounds of bullets strapped across her body. Leaf nestled closer into her side, whilst the other four took a step back. It was obvious you’d all been at this for a very long time, despite the twins not looking a day older than sixteen. In fact, most of your squad was younger than you, save for Wolf and Prongs, who had served their respective roles twice previously.

Sitting back on your heels, you watched your team get to work, the warmth of pride blossoming in your chest. Whilst you knew Prongs and Wolf were already incredibly skilled, the rest had flourished under your leadership. It had been ten years since you’d witnessed MPs put a bullet through your mentor’s skull. Ten long years since you’d taken up leadership and expanded the reaches of The Nest. Honestly, you were pretty proud of yourself, and none more so than when you watched your Shadows do what they do best.

Taking care of unwanted visitors.

Una took aim, resting the butt of her rifle in the crook of her shoulder, staring down the makeshift scope. She would be ready to take care of the two soldiers if either Prongs or Verdant failed to eliminate their targets.

Speaking of which…

That kernel of pride ignited as your (E/C) eyes followed Verdant’s careful, calculating form dropping from the rooftops above the alleyway, in sync with Prong’s own movements. The two assassins swooped with the grace of a stooping hawk, the silver glint of metal caught your eye as they both brandished their blades, before sinking the steel into the necks of the two soldiers. You didn’t need to be closer to see they were both dead. Expert precision. Deadly accuracy. That was why these people were your hand-picked Shadows. And why you were the most formidable gang leader in the Underground City. Your little criminal organisation had expanded into something to rival the killcount of Kenny the Ripper. You couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought.

Una lowered her weapon, strapping it back in the buckles between her shoulder blades.

“Finished.” she simply stated, turning back to drop down between the shattered tiles and splintered ceiling beams that marked your entrance and exit to this lookout point.

“Rendezvous back at The Nest,” you ordered flatly, before dropping forward and into the alleyway below.

“Anything?” you ask, a brow raised behind your raven mask as you saunter over. Prongs held up two sets of blades from one of the crimson bodies now gathering dirt and grime. Useless to you as they were, but somebody would definitely find an interest in them. Verdant seemed to be struggling with the straps of whatever gear these mosquitoes used to fly around. You’d never been able to figure out how to use it, but that shit made good money when in doubt. However, your usual buyers had disappeared off the face of the city, and you’d noticed a decline in gear sales since then. Gritting your teeth, you shook your head to Verdant, laying a hand on her shoulder.

“Don’t. It’s not worth it. The thug trio haven’t been back in years. I doubt they’d return to us now,” you explain softly, prompting the girl to stop her struggles and huff defeatedly. You’re heart ached softly at the thought of him, but you pushed the feeling down.

“Here,” she muttered, handing you another rifle. It seemed to be a newer model, something of an upgrade for Una.

“You did good, Ver. I’m proud of you,” that seemed to immediately lighten the girl’s mood, her eyes shining behind her mask as her mouth widened into a toothy grin.

“Thanks Raven!” she beamed, before scampering off back to The Nest, almost forgetting to take the gun back from your outstretched hand in her haste to make it back and tell everyone she’d received a compliment from you. It wasn’t an everyday occurrence. Rather it only happened once in a blue moon…

A huffed chuckle had your head turning and eyes narrowing to your second in command.

“Can I help you?” you ask, your tone dripping with the poisonous threat of hell if he chose his next words poorly. But Prongs continued to smile ever so slightly, shaking his head.

“Not at all, Raven. It’s just, in the last few years, since you drafted her into the Shadows, she’s really come into her own,” Prongs explained simply, shrugging as she stooped to kick over the now drained corpse, hoping to find anything useful. You bristle ever so slightly. That was something you hated. Compliments. How the fuck were you supposed to respond? You tried to think back to when Viper tried to teach you simple social skills.

“Uh, yeah. She has,” you respond, keeping your features as neutral as you could as you turned away, beginning to trudge back to The Nest.

“I’m serious, Rave. You’ve done incredible things for us. You know Viper would be proud of you. I am too. But…” Prongs trailed off, clearing having something to say but not knowing how to say it.

“Go on. But what?” you pressed, wanting to hear what your second in command had to say.

“Well, don’t you think it’s a bit much? Rave, it’s been years. Eyes have started looking in our direction since those three vanished. You don’t think we should be lying low for a bit? Calming suspicions instead of rousing them?” Prongs offered gently. You knew, deep down, he was right. But some notable gang disappearing hasn’t stopped you before, and it sure as hell wouldn’t stop you now.

“I’ll talk to Scar about it,” even just the mention of your advisor, and wife’s name gave your stomach butterflies. Scarlett Obsidine, your other, and better, half. After the disappearance of a certain dark haired man, Scar was the woman who comforted you, and though you missed him dearly, your heart managed to haphazardly piece itself back together and love all over again.

“Rave, listen—“

“Let’s go,” Prongs closed his mouth, the tone of your voice stating clearly that this matter wasn’t up for discussion. Especially not with him.

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“You know he’s right,” you couldn’t help but sigh when your wife’s soft tones calmed your irritated mood. Soft hands gently kneaded at the tense muscles in your shoulders, forcing them to relax as a tired moan escaped your lips. Leaning back, you peer into her shining sapphire eyes, locks of brunette framing your face as she took the sides of your cheeks in her hands and leaned down, softly pecking your lips with her own. You couldn’t help humming a smile against her mouth, reaching up to deepen the kiss, but she pulled away before you could.

“Scaaaaar…” you pout, looking up at her mischievous smirk as she winked playfully.

“(Y/N)...” Scarlett sighed, swinging her legs over your body to sink into your lap, one thumb now caressing one of the most prominent features on your face. A nasty, jagged scar ran down from the the top of your forehead, over your right eye and finishing just past your jaw bone. One (E/C) iris lighter than the other as a result of the old wound. Soft lips chase away the shadows of your past as Scarlett replaced her thumb with her mouth.

“(Y/N), I don’t want to find you dead in some alleyway because you picked a fight you couldn’t win,” a finger poked your chest as she huffed above you, feigning irritation. You roll your eyes, (E/C) landing on your gear now strung across the table. That raven helmet almost calling to you as you shook your head. Disagreeing with your wife was never a good idea, but you were feeling particularly bold this evening.

“Look. So many jobs have opened up recently. We have so many opportunities to make this life more comfortable. More jobs means more money, more money means we can afford the gate toll and actually see the world above ground. And I can finally buy you an actual ring.”. Technically, you two weren’t married. Who the fuck would be stupid enough to perform marriage ceremonies in the underground City? But, it was easier than saying you were devoted to each other in every single way.

Lightly smacking your chest, Scarlett raised herself from your lap with a hefty sigh. “One of these days (Y/N), you’re going to be captured or killed,” she said quietly, unable to meet your eyes. “And then what the hell will I do…?” Scarlett had now completely turned away from you, shoulders hunched. Running a hand down your face, you pick your sore body up from the chair, reaching her in a matter of strides.

“I can’t give this up, Scar. You know that. You knew that when you chose to be with me. You knew The Nest was always going to be my priority,” you held out your arm, hand hovering over her back, not sure whether to comfort her or let her go. The admission almost had her in tears, you could tell by the way her shoulders shook ever so gently.

“You still miss him don’t you?” It was her vulnerable, defeated tone that alerted you to the slight change of topic.

You fell silent, not really knowing how to respond. Yes, of course you missed him. You loved him more than anything. But those days are over, you knew that. You’d cried enough those following nights after his disappearance.

He was probably dead anyway.

“Of course I do,” you wouldn’t lie to her. That wasn’t fair. But you knew the truth was just as painful for her.

“Will I ever be enough? Will I ever be enough to replace him?” the sound of her voice had your heart in pieces. You loved Scarlett. You really did. But your heart wouldn’t let you love her wholly. Part of yourself will always be dedicated to that grumpy kid you’d fallen for all those years ago.

“Scar… I—”

“I know,” she whispered, stepping forward away from your outstretched grasp. “I know,” you watched as the woman you loved, and who loved you, stepped from your shared quarters, hovering in the doorway. “I’m sorry I asked,” she closed the door as she left, leaving you a frustrated, conflicted mess.

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“Understood, I’ll bring them in right away. Thank you Niles,” The Commander of the MPs stood opposite Erwin, arms folded. An expression of irritation plastered on his sunken features. Erwin simply sighed, realising Niles was wanting to stay for this seemingly impromptu meeting. With a nod of his head, a cadet rushed off to find the two soldiers mentioned in their little conversation. Being Commander of the Scouts often had its perks, like having cadets around to run errands for him.

Niles cleared his throat, taking a seat on the green leather sofa within Erwin’s office. “You sure he’d help us? I mean, it wasn’t too long ago he actually decided killing you was probably a bad idea.”—he raised a thin brow, peering at Erwin with barely concealed suspicion—“I’m pretty sure the Underground City would be the last place he’d want to return.” a knock at the door cut their conversation short, both turning their heads as Erwin called;

“Enter.”

Hange was the first to make her presence known, poking her head in as she opened the door. A smile adorned the slightly dishevelled section commander, her hair sticking up in all directions. Clearly she had been in the middle of something when Erwin requested her presence.

“You asked to see us, Erwin?” her eyes sparkling with curiosity behind her glasses as she stepped through the door.

“Tch, just make it quick, I have shit to do,” the monotone voice of Levi behind her made Erwin pinch the bridge of his nose. How many times has he told him not to talk to him like that?

“Yes, come in and make yourselves comfortable.” Hange immediately took up a seat next to Niles on the sofa, Levi preferring to stand against the now closed door, arms folded. Erwin’s sharp eyes shifted to Niles, an indication for the MP Commander to speak.

“Well, no point in beating around the bush. We’ve received an anonymous tip about some criminal gang that’s been plaguing my soldiers in the Underground City.” Levi visibly stiffened at the mention of his old home. His jaw tensed in anticipation. There would be only one reason he would be called into such a discussion, and the answer was a firm no.

Without his permission, his mind flashed back to a (H/C) girl, her face etched with that ever mischievous smirk. He quelled the thoughts as quickly as he could. He needed his wits with him, and allowing his mind to wander back to what he’d left behind wouldn’t help anything. Besides, the likelihood of you being alive was close to none.

“Section Commander, I don’t suppose you would have heard of the group but Captain Levi here surely would have done. The Nest.” Niles continued, now eyeing Levi to gage his reaction. And for a man whose emotions were usually on a tight leash, this seemed to be what cracked his impenetrable walls. His eyes flew wide open, frantically searching between Niles and Erwin. They couldn’t be serious. The Nest? That was where Farlan and Isobel used to—

Shit, he really needed to keep his thoughts at bay. But what he did know was that The Nest was an impenetrable fortress of criminal activity. Trying to mess with them was suicide.

“Judging by your reaction, I’m going to assume you are familiar with them, Levi,” Erwin’s surprisingly calm tone eased the growing tension in the room. Taking a subtle breath to calm himself, Levi’s eyes narrowed to his commander.

“Yeah. I know of it. Why?” it was a rhetorical question, he already knew why, but he wanted to hear it from Erwin himself. Hange looked incredibly confused, looking between the men in the office, trying to glean something, anything, about what the hell was going on.

“The Nest? Why are they so bad?” she asked, not afraid to show how completely oblivious she is to anything that doesn’t concern titans or science. Erwin gestured to Levi.

“Levi? Care to explain? You probably know more than myself and Niles combined,” though his voice seemed kind, there was a slight edge to his deep tones. One that didn’t go unnoticed by Levi.

A heavy silence filled the room as the Captain wracked his brain for all the information he could think of regarding the organisation. It seemed like hours before he finally spoke.

“Well, you got one thing right. The Nest is a criminal organisation. A nasty one at that. Merciless bastards. Whether you’re a soldier or a citizen, they don’t give a shit. They’ll leave you a broken, bloodied mess in the street. I don’t know much about their leader. Only that he took over from the previous one around ten-ish years ago. Since then, they’ve expanded their shitty little gang and taken over an entire section of the city,” he explained, poison lacing his tone. It wasn’t that he was above the whole gang thing, oh no. It was more the state Farlan would be in before he left to meet whoever the fuck led that group of demons. He’d never seen his friend so anxious. So afraid.

“You never met him? Their leader?” Erwin inquired, lacing his hands together on the desk in front of him. Levi scoffed, rolling his eyes.

“If I had, I would tell you. But I know he’s smart. And not the good kind of smart. The kind of smart where he would always be ten steps ahead of you. He has a small group of trusted criminals surrounding him at all times, called his Shadows. They’ll be the ones to look out for,” Despite his voice sounding bored, Levi’s heart was racing. They couldn’t seriously be thinking of facing The Nest, could they? But something in the expressions of both Niles and Erwin told him he was wrong. Dead wrong.

“They’ve been picking off my soldiers. Always in the same places as well. I was going to leave it, just tell them to avoid certain areas until this tip. Their next job. We know what it is,” Niles interjected, looking down to the floor, his own mind a whirlwind.

“And you want to intercept them. The same way you did with me, right?” Levi finished through gritted teeth. This was absurd. There was no way they could pick them all off. Unless… that wasn’t the goal. Levi’s grey eyes widened slightly, realising what they wanted to do. Yep, this was total suicide. Hange clapped her hands together almost excitedly, as if she was also able to read Erwin’s mind.

“You want to capture him! The leader! Ah! This all makes so much sense now, I was starting to wonder why I was here,” the scientist mused almost to herself, before jumping to her feet. “This is the perfect opportunity to test some of the concept traps I have in mind. Obviously for titans they’d need to be much, MUCH bigger. And of course a few modifications would have to be made so they could adapt to size and body type but oooooooh this is so exciting! I’ll start right away!'' Without allowing anybody to get a word in edgeways, Hange dashed back to her lab to begin her preparations.

“Thank you Erwin, the Military Police will remember this,” Niles said, before he too was rising from his seat. Throwing Levi an unsure glance, he made his way towards the door, only to be shoved into the hallway by Levi, who promptly closed the door behind him.

“Don’t.” he simply said, turning back to Erwin who was peering at him, his expression puzzled. Levi rolled his eyes again, clearly having to clarify what he meant. “Don’t pursue them. It’s suicide,” The Commander’s expression relaxed slightly in understanding.

“We don’t have a choice, Levi. Not only are hundreds of MPs being slaughtered down there, but relationships between the Scouts and the MPs are strenuous at best. It would be in our best interests to—“

“Bullshit.”

Erwin sighed again, having to hold his tongue. Snapping at Levi now for his language would only rile up the man more.

“Levi, we already have a plan in motion. There are soldiers down there now meeting whoever gave us that anonymous tip to further discuss the job The Nest has taken. It’ll be fine, but you’re going to have to trust me.” Erwin’s eyes bore into Levi’s own, the man once again asking his Captain to trust him in a risky call he’s made. Levi’s done it so many times before, why was it so difficult now?

It took yet another pregnant silence before Levi eventually yielded.

“Fine, but don’t be surprised when we’re once again forced to retreat with our tails between our legs.” it was a savage comment, but one that Erwin didn’t take to heart as he watched the raven haired man leave. Yes, this was a risk, but all his risks so far had worked out fairly well. There was no reason why this one would fail. No reason at all.

Levi leant against the door to Erwin’s office, looking down the hallway before letting loose a long breath. Not only would he have to go toe to toe with The Raven, but he also had to face so much of his past he’d wanted to forget. Fuck, this was a terrible idea. Why did Erwin always have to gamble? It was exhausting for everyone else involved.

Folding his arms, the shorter man strode back to his own office, lost in thought the entire way. Would he see you again? Were you even alive? Did you know just how much he had missed you. Just how much he’d wanted to see you again. To hold you again.

Did you know he’d looked for you? How his heart shattered over and over again each time he found no trace of you. He’d never accepted you were gone. Always holding onto that thorn of hope that maybe, just maybe, you’d survived.

Collapsing in his chair behind his desk, Levi unlocked the bottom draw and gently pulled it out. He delicately picked out a small, ebony bird feather you’d crafted into a quill pen. Even though neither of you knew how to write, you knew back then how much he had wanted to learn despite never voicing it directly. All those nights spent copying out basic letters from discarded newspapers and wanted posters. You always had this way of reading his mind.

The smallest fond smile crept across his usually bored face. God he missed you. It had been years and he still missed you like he only lost you yesterday.

[simping-on-the-daily]

Chamber Meeting an Agent who was a scientist at Fracture

I had this idea in my head for an OC, but I liked it enough to also make it an X Reader, while removing some of the details to make it more reader inclusive lol

Summary: A scientist from the facility at Santa Fe, you lost your job when a suited man came and destroyed the collider. Now a Valorant agent, you find another man in a suit who you can't help but find familiar.

Whether you were from Mirror Earth or Earth-1, you found yourself working at the lab Everett-Linde. Either from Alpha or Kingdom sector, it was your job, and you stayed even when the accident caused your sector to be either a desert or a glorified garden

When Chief Engineer Thomas Poe went missing, and when 'Vincent Fabron' was no longer allowed to enter Everett-Linde, you were gravely concerned, though you still continued working

Probably your biggest mistake

Though you did follow the evacuation email as requested, going to your designated report points and ready to leave, it was all in vain, for the collider blew up and you were stranded, without a job

Now, if you were from Omega Sector, congrats! The teleporter was broken and you were stranded on Earth-1, your family from the other side most likely asking numerous questions about the disappearance of their superstar

If you were Alpha Sector, high chances were you still couldn't contact your family, and your family would beg Kingdom Corporation to let them know where their superstar went

When Viper and Cypher went on their mission to Fracture, Cypher had been able to discover you were alive and kicking, though he still failed to recover the data about the teleporter

Thus, you were recruited and bought in, for you could likely give them information about what happened at the lab

Luckily having the basic information (and more if you were from Mirror Earth), you would help Killjoy build the portal

Then, a newer, newer agent came, named Chamber, who said he had blueprints to give Killjoy about the portal

At first you were excited. Yay, perhaps another Everett-Linde scientist!

But then you took a closer look, and you couldn't help but see the most miniscule similarities between this 'Chamber', and the man who was stated to have destroyed the Collider

When you two ended up on the same team to defuse a Spike in Fracture, you muttered your thoughts. He looked just a bit too familiar to the man who destroyed your home, who prevented you from going back home if you were from Mirror Earth, the man who destroyed everything

Of course, Chamber heard everything, though he kept his comments in his head. He didn't need another Agent breathing down his necks looking for suspicious activity. Viper was more then enough

You couldn't help but share your concerns to Cypher. After all, he was one of the few to not trust Chamber, and he had validated your record and confirmed that you had indeed worked at the lab

Perhaps this is how you became good friends. You despised the French /lh

One thing was for sure, you did not trust him. Sure, he helped with the Portals, but he knew too much about Fracture that not even you knew and your attempts to look up Vincent Fabron bought up nothing. You even sent an email to Brimstone explaining your distrust and begging the commander to keep closer tabs on the weapons dealer

You were once able to work together effectively, though. Another mission involved defusing a Spike, though this time at Breeze, and the two of you had managed to camp down A and obliterate the Mirror counterparts. You were congratulated on your teamwork by Sage. Both of you had known about the portal and used it to your advantage, and for a while you were two peas in a pod.

Emphasis on 'a while'.

Sadly your distrust of the man grew once more, and Viper had to talk to you about him, repeating what she had once said to Brimstone. He was helping, and the moment he went against Valorant's goals, bullet in his brain.

You listened to her, and when Neon was recruited, you reluctantly admitted that she was a huge help (though you never admitted it to Chamber's face)

Conversations were only for around a few minutes, for any longer would have you pinning him to the wall and demanding what he did to Everett-Linde, if he was Vincent Fabron, if he caused Thomas Poe to disappear, and if he was the one to ruin your life

And just like Cypher, you kept tabs on the tattooed French. And, if your theory was correct about him being the one to destroy the collider.....

Well, you were saving up for an Ares.

[word-scribbless]

Oh Baby Chapter 9

Sweet Amelia’s party! And some family fluff!

Masterlist | series masterlist

Part 9 of @leroyjethrogibbsgirl and I’s beloved Gibbs family fic! We hope you enjoy!

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A few hours later Gibbs smiled as he watched his wife and daughter finish sprinkling the last cupcakes when the door bell rang.

“Your first guest must be here birthday girl.” Gibbs smiled and scooped his daughter off the counter, grabbing Y/N’s hand to lead her with them.

“My Ziva!!!” Amelia yelled when the door opened to a waiting Tony and Ziva.

“hey sweetie” Ziva said, scooping her up. Gibbs squeezed Y/N’s hand as he handed her over. They have been struggling letting her go with others since the “grandfather” incident. It took a month just to let her go be with Andi and Josh, and they mostly were pushed into that by necessity to work, and fear of making them feel guilty for it happening.

“Hi to you too Amelia” Tony laughed.

“hi Nozzo” Amelia giggled.

“sorry Dinozzo, my kid’s got good taste.” Gibbs laughed and led them inside.

“Wow guys you went all out” Ziva said as she snuggled Amelia.

“Ziva an Nozzo meet by brover!” Amelia yelled and clapped.

“Her what?” Tony said looking at Y/N’s stomach. She shook her head and went to go get Sniper.

“Puppy brover!” Amelia giggled as her dad slapped his friend’s head.

“You got a dog?”

“Meet Sniper” Y/N said as she led the happy pit bull into the room. “We’re gonna keep him in the yard when everyone gets here, but he’s well trained and friendly as can be” Y/N said as she settled back at Gibbs side to watch Amelia and their friends play with their newest addition.

A few hours later the party was in full swing and everyone was having a blast. Especially Amelia who was showing off her new tutu and marine costume... all at once of course.

Y/N had noticed that after presents Gibbs had disappeared. She knew he was probably overwhelmed by the crowds, but she started to get nervous when he was taking a while.

“Sniper! Heal!” She said quietly but sternly, to let the pup know he was in working mode.

“Check on poppa!” She commanded. Y/N had worked with the trainers ever since she got the idea, helping Sniper learn commands and family names that worked for her little trio.

Sniper got up and headed off to find Gibbs.

“Everything okay?” Ziva whispered, noticing Y/N’s face.

“Yeah just could you follow Sniper, check on Jethro. I don’t want to leave Amelia but...”

“I got it, I’ll get you if he needs ya.”

When Ziva walked in Gibbs was on the couch with Sniper half in his lap giving him kisses.

“Hey, Ziva.” He greeted, voice a little off.

“Everything good?” She asked and patted Snipers head.

Gibbs nodded. “This dog and my wife are godsends.”

She smiled and nodded “you lucked out Gibbs.”

“I did. Y/N worried?”

Ziva nodded “yeah but she didn’t want to let Ami out of her sight yet. You guys still a little off from the scare?”

Gibbs nodded “she’s so much stronger than me though. Puts on a smile and does what she has to for our little girl and I’m in here guarding the door because I’m terrified it’ll happen again.”

“There’s nothing wrong with wanting to protect your family.”

“I went from being a man who never locked his door, to not being able to breathe because it’s unlocked for an hour.” He huffs.

“You’ve got a reason to lock it now Gibbs, 3 pretty great reasons” she says as she pays Sniper’s head and looks out the window towards his girls.

“Yeah” he says and Ziva sees his face still worried.

“You seeing anyone about it?”

Gibbs nods

“Got an appointment next week, all 3 of us to start. Not a fan, but Y/N... she”

“She’s worried about you?” Ziva asked and he nodded as she continued “feels weird to finally have that again huh?”

Gibbs huffed out a laugh, hating how well his agent knew him.

“Yeah, can’t say I hate it. Just been a while.

“Hey you” he heard Y/N say as she walked in with Amelia tucked in her arms.

“Hey you two” he smiled. “There’s my marine princess. What are you doin in here?”

“We missed our boys” Y/N smiled and Amelia reached out for Gibbs.

“Poppa and -piper!” Meali giggled as she curled up with her dad.

Y/N smiled as she said “we don’t quite have the name down yet” As Ziva chuckled.

“I show my Ziva my big girl bed?” Amelia asked from Gibbs chest.

Y/N and Gibbs shared a look about letting her out of their sight, even though they knew it was silly.

“Yeah baby” Gibbs said after Y/N nodded slightly.

“Take sniper too” Y/N added “ show Ziva how he helps you in!”

Ziva and Ami went up to her room and Y/N curled into Gibbs side.

“It’s a lot for me too” Y/N whispered.

He kissed her head

“Thanks for looking out for me, and her. Don’t know how you do it.”

“You do it too baby” she said brushing invisible hair behind his hair.

“Not the way you do! You are somehow always here for me and Amelia all at once, and I had to walk away from our little girl’s party because I couldn’t handle an unlocked door.”

“Because you love us so much! Jethro that’s why it’s hitting you like this. I’m not ashamed, I’m not angry, I’m not embarrassed. I’m so proud of you and so grateful I have a husband that loves me and our daughter so damn much.” She said and hugged him.

“You sure you’re not a shrink?”

She chuckled and kissed his cheek.

“I’m just you’re biggest fan! And I know you pretty well”

“I love ya” he whispered

“And I love you!” She said leaning in for a kiss.

“And here comes your other biggest fans” she smiled as she watched Amelia and sniper run down the steps with Ziva.

“You reader to go back to your fan club miss Meals?”

“Yay! Weady piper?” She smiled as sniper barked “ready momma?”

“Ready baby” she said and Gibbs smiled as Amelia took his hand and Y/N took the other, Sniper fitting right in between Amelia and his legs.

“There the Gibbs’ are!” Ducky cheered. “Ready for cupcakes?”

“CUPPIE CAKES!” Amelia squealed and Gibbs watched his girls and sniper run to join his team. “I’m a lucky man” he said to himself.

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@mac99martin @kittenlittle24 @viper-official @ilovemark1951 @theofficialzivadavid @averyhotchner @andreasworlsboring101 @diesinspanishbcimhispanic

[searchingwardrobes]

It really started two weeks ago when our car broke down on the way to drop Joseph off at the airport. On Old National Highway of all places. And if you’re not from Atlanta, let me clue you in: the gas station had windows boarded up with plywood. Not the best place to break down.

Joseph did get to the airport on time, and he was in Colombia for a week, and it was insane, but I thought, “nobody wants to hear for the five thousandth time about my mundane stresses. Everybody is stressed, everybody is busy.” So I just didn’t make any excuses, and just told myself, “next week will be normal.” 

Ha.

I was in the hospital Monday for six hours just for them to run a ton of tests and finally say, “okay, so yeah, it was food poisoning, but you’re not dying” and send me home. I don’t know that the anti-nausea medicine did anything, but it did knock me out until 10 am the next morning. Then I took it again on Tuesday, and I told Joseph to wake me up if the Braves won the World Series. What I meant was, “wake me up so I can watch everyone celebrate and run out on the field and go crazy,” but I wasn’t clear. I slept through he and Ian screaming their heads off, and all Joseph did was come into the bedroom after putting Ian to bed, kneel down next to me, shake me gently and say, “we won the World Series.” To which I weakly replied, “yay,” and went right back to sleep. 

The next morning, I wasn’t sure if it had been a dream, so I checked Facebook to find that Dansby Swanson has been elevated to some sort of prophet-like status here. @welllpthisishappening it’s like he can walk on water while artfully running his fingers through his hair. It’s crazy. 

I got well just in time to run kids all over town to their activities and sit in the freezing cold (fifty degrees is freezing in Georgia, okay?) to watch Luke’s football team heartbreakingly lose just shy of making the state championships. (The state championships for middle school parochial and Christian schools, so we’re not talking the plot of Remember the Titans here, but it made my 13 year old cry, okay?)

Did I also mention that Joseph is now driving the church van because we only have one vehicle? And the vehicle that broke down wasn’t even ours. These amazing, generous friends of ours have been letting us drive their SUV for YEARS because we couldn’t afford a second vehicle. And when Joseph called them to let them know what happened, I braced myself for Karl to freak out that we left their SUV with the keys in it on freakin Old National Highway of all places, but instead he was all “How bout them Braves?” And they talked about sports for like two hours, and I am overwhelmed by that kind of generosity and friendship. And it isn’t even a pastor thing because they don’t go to our church, and when Joseph suggested Karl donate the SUV to the church for a tax write off, he declined. 

As for Haley, she graduated out of PT Monday and then discovered that roller skating is way easier when you can skate flat-footed, so she’s been roller skating around the house ever since. Yes, we let her roller skate in the house. Why is that weird?

So that’s why I wonder if I will ever finish my third book. Why I have WIPs I haven’t touched in months and a list of fic ideas scribbled in a notebook that I haven’t even started. I told Joseph I need to go to a cabin in the woods where no one will bother me so I can write, but he said that’s the beginning of a horror movie. I countered that no, it’s the plot of a Hallmark Christmas movie minus the ruggedly handsome widower Christmas tree farmer because I am already madly in love with him. He still thinks it’s a bad idea. Not that it matters because we don’t own a cabin nor can we afford to rent a cabin, but our conversations half the time are ridiculous anyway. 

This is also why @kmomof4 is probably wondering why I haven’t finished In the Viper’s Den yet. 

So that’s my life that no one probably cares about, but it was strangely therapeutic to write it all down. 

And I still would like that cabin in the woods. With wifi - just clarify. Because at this rate I will not finish writing this book until 2025. 

[tantumuna]

A Foundation Built on Cracks Prompt Fill: Viper School Rating: T Pairing: Mentioned Arnaghad/Ivar CW: canon-typical violence, mentioned child death tags: betrayal, founding of the viper school, flashbacks

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Arnaghad goes too far. Iwan can't take it anymore. Ivar listens and, with a small rag-tag team of Bears at his back, betrays the School of the Bear and Arnaghad with it. They leave to found their own school, one where things will be different.

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@save-a-witcher-bingo

aaaaand that'll be all, folks! a completed bingo card. yay me

[shinobirain24]

Yang Xiao Long Dialogue

Vs. Winter Schnee

1) Winter: I will have to place you under arrest

Yang: Would you do the same if Weiss was with us?

Winter: You leave my sister out of this.

2) Winter: Tell me, Yang. Will you keep fighting by any means?

Yang: Nothing is gonna stop me from protecting my sister and friends.

Winter: Good.

3) Yang: Jupiter was right, you're nothing more than a puppet soldier of Ironwood's.

Winter: There was nothing I can do.

Yang: Your army left Mantle stranded, remember?

4) Winter: I must say, you're a lot better than your mother.

Yang: Least your better than your dad.

Winter: Guess we have something in common.

Vs. Adam Taurus

1) Adam: How's your sister?

Yang: Stay away from Ruby, you scum.

Adam: Or what?

2) Yang: Weren't you the one who took my arm?

Adam: It was a worthy trophy.

Yang: I want it back.

3) Adam: Remember me, Blondie?

Yang: Seriously? Your creepy mask still gives me nightmares.

Adam: At least mine will come to an end.

Vs. Blake Belladonna

1) Blake: Is Adam still giving you the rough edge?

Yang: Not anymore, thankfully.

Blake: Yep, looks like we're in the clear.

2) Yang: Heard you're reforming the White Fang.

Blake: It was to restore my dad's legacy.

Yang: How did you end up with awesome dad like mine?

3) Yang: Want to give it a go?

Blake: Why not? Just like old times.

Yang: I think you mean Bold times.

Vs. Ruby Rose

1) Yang: Beat me and I can give you a batch of cookies.

Ruby: Yay! My treat!

Yang: Don't get too excited.

2) Yang: Uncle Qrow has got you worked up, sis.

Ruby: Can you still teach me hand-to-hand?

Yang: Course. Let's see what you got first.

3) Yang: Mom would be proud.

Ruby: Wish she could be here, Yang.

Yang: Me too.

Vs. Weiss Schnee

1) Weiss: When I saw you and Ruby, that reminds me of Winter.

Yang: Your sister is cool in any way.

Weiss: I have gotten this far thanks to her.

2) Yang: You changed since we last met.

Weiss: Please, I am not the petty ice queen everyone else calls me.

Yang: You're still are in the team.

3) Weiss: How did you and Ruby, and Blake end up with such a loving father?

Yang: Don't know. Something about yours?

Weiss: Mine wasn't easy to deal with.

Vs. Jupiter Vasilias

1) Jupiter: We're the same, Yang.

Yang: Both being cheated off and undermined.

Jupiter: Together, we will bring Salem down.

2) Jupiter: If you want your sister safe, I offer you to join the Black Vipers.

Yang: Sorry, not on my bucket list.

Jupiter: Just think of the greater chances to finally humiliate Cinder.

3) Yang: Betrayed your own brother for the sake of Remnant? Find that hard to believe.

Jupiter: My actions speak louder than words.

Yang: Huh. That I can agree on.

Vs. Mercury Black

1) Yang: Heard your dads' a murderer.

Mercury: By whom?! I will beat them up to death!

Yang: Guess I am not hearing things.

2) Yang: Bout time I get back at ya for what happened at the Vytyl Tournament.

Mercury: Still mad at me for that?

Yang: Be glad your legs aren't real.

3) Mercury: You can't beat our queen, Blondie.

Yang: It is you who gets beaten up today, Mercury.

Mercury: We'll see about that.

4) Mercury: We are both born with bad blood.

Yang: That doesn't make us any alike.

Mercury: Guess you're different from Raven.

Vs. Cinder Fall

1) Yang: Don't think we have forgotten for what you did to Pyrrha.

Cinder: Why care for that so-called Invincible Girl?

Yang: Cause she is our friend. And you took away her future.

2) Yang: I heard Mom beat you in combat.

Cinder: Enjoy your laughter, it will not last.

Yang: Prepare to die.

3) Cinder: What?! You're back?!

Yang: That's right, Cinder. I have returned.

Cinder: That can't be! I saw you fell into the abyss!

Vs. Qrow Branwen

1) Qrow: Huh, first time I get to have a sparring match with you.

Yang: Figured we can have all the time in the world, eh, Uncle Qrow?

Qrow: Try me.

2) Yang: Mom was right about one thing, Salem can't be killed.

Qrow: But we can still beat her in her own game.

Yang: Show me a few tips.

3) Qrow: Back in my day, your dad fell into a puddle when he tried to impress your mom.

Yang: Really? Dad must really be making an effort

Qrow: Can't help but feel sorry for him.

Vs. Raven Branwen

1) Raven: You wish to take my tribe, Yang.

Yang: To lead for righteousness and make things right.

Raven: First, beat me in the ring.

2) Raven: I'm disappointed, Yang.

Yang: Funny, I can say the same to you since you left me at birth.

Raven: When are you going to let go of the past?

3) Yang: Are you even aware that Salem killed Summer?

Raven: Not that I'm aware of.

Yang: Liar! You were there when this happened!

Vs. Jaune Arc

1) Jaune: Any advise for me?

Yang: Try to keep up, lady killer.

Jaune: Really?

2) Jaune: Sorry to hear that Raven was your mom.

Yang: Don't sweat it. Least she will learn her lesson.

Jaune: I seriously have my doubts.

3) Yang: Can you show me what Pyrrha was teaching you?

Jaune: Sure. Anything to remember her.

Yang: Let's do it.

Vs. Lie Ren

1) Ren: Although the new leader of the Branwen Tribe, there is still much to learn, Yang.

Yang: Can't argue with that

2) Ren: You have to forgive your mother, Yang.

Yang: Why should I?

Ren: All I'm saying is to take your time.

3) Yang: Sorry about your parents, Ren.

Ren: All that matters is that my friends became family also.

Yang: So are you guys.

Vs Nora Valkyrie

1) Nora: I can help you break Mercury's legs.

Yang: Bout time he gets the taste of his own medicine.

Nora: He won't know what hit him.

2) Nora: Oh oh oh! I know! We'll call ourselves Thunder Thighs!

Yang: Don't you mean Dragon Thighs?

Nora: You know what?! Thunder Dragon Thighs!

3) Nora: I wish I have a sister like you, Yang.

Yang: Wasn't Ren already like a brother to you?

Nora: He is, but the way you and Ruby got along is just too cute.

4) Yang: Everyone talks of how you and Ren are cute together.

Nora: Wh-what?! We're not together-together!

Yang: Really? It's all written on your face

[haro-hawayu]

World Trigger: Ch. 175

World Trigger: Ch. 175 ~ Hyuse ⑦

Wow, as expected of Azuma to trick Hyuse into attacking the other way, but Hyuse also did his best too!! He saved some of his bullets which he used against Azuma. And they forced the team to retreat via Chika’s bullets since both of them had their mobility compromised. It’s a great win for Tamakoma-2!!! Yay!

Even though Suzunari-1′s plan didn’t go entirely how they planned it, they still were the ones to cause enough damage to Kage for them to score that point on him, so that’s still a great success on its own! After all, a trick like this normally WOULDN’T be effective against Kage, and they basically did all they could to make it work.

I felt all sorts of uwu seeing Hyuse & Yuma fist bumping each other. And also the part where Hyuse explained why he didn’t use Viper this time was really nice, because it’s kinda like a conflict resolution between him and Osamu!! No misunderstandings and doubts!!

Wowsss, so the Attackers on Azuma’s team don’t have sub-Triggers equipped this whole time??? What a game changer for the future!!! Azuma is such a good teacher-type. Azuma-sensei~~~^^

Masterpost of other chapter reviews.

[thetoxicgamer]

C9 Confirms Yay’s Departure—and Hints at More Possible Changes to VALORANT Squad

Jaccob "yay" Whiteaker, the standout player for VALORANT, and Cloud9 have parted ways before the start of the team's VCT Americas run, according to a statement from owner Jack Etienne and head coach Matthew "mCe" Elmore. This comes after a flurry of reports. In their statement, the C9 duo explained that the team has still not resolved role issues that they say existed before coach mCe or yay arrived, and that given those issues, the team is not meeting the high expectations set by the caliber and cost of the players on the roster. C9 and yay are “mutually parting ways,” which will give yay the opportunity to “figure out what is the best team for him to be on.” Following C9’s offseason acquisitions of both yay and Zellsis, the team has struggled to solve issues involving changing roles and overlap. With yay joining the roster, C9’s primary duelist last year in leaf has switched between sentinel, Raze, and Viper, while xeppaa and Zellsis both play initiator. And yet despite most teams moving off Chamber and playing more Jett, yay still played more Chamber at VCT LOCK//IN. Coach mCe clearly said the decision was not made due to personality issues and that yay had been fitting in well with the team. C9’s coach admitted that the removal of yay could very well mean a dip in short-term performance for the team. C9 is currently holding tryouts, and coach mCe acknowledged at the end of the statement that the team “may even be making more changes to the team in the future.” As first reported by Dot Esports, yay’s former OpTic teammate Jimmy “Marved” Nguyen is included in the trial process for C9. Read the full article

[chippokenabokura]

World Trigger Ch184 ‘Yuba Squad’ & Ch185 ‘Ninomiya Squad 2′ Translation

First of all, so much thanks for everyone who sent nice comments to my inbox! It reminds me that there are still people reading my posts and gives me a reason to keep posting here.

Also thanks to the anon who reminded me that Reddit World Trigger actually does have posts that aren't about OCs sometimes lol Reddit isn't my kind of place, but I had a peek and was forcefully reminded how I really disagree with how the localisation translates sometimes...at least it's good motivation to keep posting my translations (so extra thanks to those who likes reading more than one translation of the series). So don't worry guys, not enjoying translating is never the problem XD It's more about time especially since my casual gaming is somehow taking up so much time recently...I was actually doing pretty well this time, I finished translating about 3/4 of it about two weeks after it came out, but then a new event started on two of the games I was playing and I just barely finished yesterday...

In conclusion, this one's for all of you telling me that you're waiting for my translations <3

Panel 1

Sakurako: People of Border, good evening!

Sakurako: I am Ebina squad’s operator, Taketomi Sakurako!

Panel 2

Sakurako: It’s the eighth B-rank Rank War, evening division!

Sakurako: The last match for this season has finally arrived!

Panel 3

Sakurako: This time, in the commentating seats, are these distinguished guests!

Panel 4

Sakurako: Tamakoma First’s ace Attacker, Konami-sempai and!

Konami: Thank you for having me!

Panel 5

Sakurako: From Ouji squad, who have finished their fierce battle in the day division Sakurako: We have Captain Ouji and Agent Kurauchi!

Kurauchi: Thanks for having us

Ouji: Thanks for your hard work

Panel 1

Sakurako: Now then

Sakurako: To summarise the results of today’s day division’s match

Panel 2

Sakurako: Azuma squad got 4 points, Kageura squad got 3, and Ouji squad also got 3

Sakurako: Was the result

                          | Points Earned | Survival Points | Total Azuma squad     |           2           |            2           |     4 Kageura squad  |           3           |                         |     3 Ouji squad         |           3           |                          |     3

Panel 3

Sakurako: Our two Ouji squad members Sakurako: How was the match?

Panel 4

Kurauchi: As it was the exhibition hall stage, which is Azuma-san’s strong point Kurauchi: We were on guard for sniping as the fight progressed, but…

Panel 5

Ouji: To think Okkun and Koara had equipped bullet triggers

Ouji: We were taken completely by surprise

Panel 1

Ouji: Finally, even Kage-kun, chased by Azuma squad

Ouji: Had his attention divided by Okkun’s bullets Ouji: And was taken down by Azuma-san

Panel 2

Ouji: Rather, I think we should be praised Ouji: For ending it with 4-3-3, with such slim margins

Sakurako: I see…!

Panel 3

Sakurako: And…a big point for the last round is

001 Ninomiya squad 002 Kageura squad  < 003 Tamakoma 2nd  < 004 Ikoma squad 005 Ouji squad

Sakurako: The fierce competition for no.2 between Kageura squad and Tamakoma Second

Panel 4

Sakurako: With Kageura squad earning 3 points

Sakurako: Tamakoma Second will now Sakurako: Need 4 points to become no.2

Sakurako: How do you feel about this, Konami-sempai?

Panel 1

Konami: 4 points is child’s play!

Konami: Nicely done, Azuma-san and Ohji!

Panel 2

Konami: I shall praise you!

Ouji: Yay

Panel 3

Sakurako: In which case

Sakurako: The chances of Tamakoma Second reaching no.2 or above are high…!?

Panel 4

Konami: This time it’s a four way fight so there are more people

Konami: If it’s our kids, they can surely get 4 points

Panel 5

Konami: In the previous four way fight

Konami: They got 6 points and won

                           | Points Earned | Survival Points | Total Tamakoma 2nd   |            4           |             2          |     6 Azuma squad     |            2           |                         |     2 Kageura squad  |            2           |                         |     2 Suzunari First     |            1          |                          |     1

Panel 1

Ouji: Hmmm, well Ouji: If we look at the previous match, it’s true that’s what happened, but…

Panel 2

Ouji: Tamakoma earned 6 points due to the fact that ‘survival points were included’

Ouji: What they earned from defeating enemies were ‘4 points’

Panel 3

Ouji: And this time Ouji: Huston’s abilities are now well known

Ouji: So it doesn’t seem like it’ll be as easy to earn points as before Ouji: If we think of it that way

Panel 4

Ouji: I believe they might actually only barely get it

Panel 5

Konami: Then all they need to do is get the survival points again this time!

Ouji: Can they?

Panel 1

Ouji: This season, Ninomiya-san

Ouji: Is the person with the highest survival rate next to Azuma-san, you know?

Panel 2

Konami: …!

Sakurako: That’s true…!

Panel 3

Sakurako: The only times Captain Ninomiya was taken down was

Sakurako: When he took Captain Ikoma’s Senkuu from the other side of a wall in Round 2 and Sakurako: When Captain Kageura took them both out with his ambush in Round 6, just twice!

Panel 4

Sakurako: If they don’t take that Captain Ninomiya out Sakurako: They can’t get survival points…!

Konami: Hmm…

Panel 5

Konami: So that’s why Osamu

Konami: Was making countermeasures for Ninomiya-san so much

Panel 1

Ouji: Huh

Ouji: Ossam was?

Panel 2

Sakurako: ! Sakurako: Yuba squad has decided on the map just now!

Panel 3

Sakurako: The map they chose is ‘Urban Area B’!

Kurauchi: Yuba squad will always pick this map when they have the right to choose Kurauchi: So it’s just as expected

Panel 4

Sakurako: Talking about Yuba squad…

Panel 5

Sakurako: Captain Ouji and Agent Kurauchi are

First Generation Yuba Squad

Fujimaru Nono                                 Yuba Takuma Kanda Tadaomi                 Kurauchi Kazuki                Ouji Kazuaki

Sakurako: Connected to them having been ‘initial Yuba squad members’

Panel 1

Sakurako: From your viewpoint Sakurako: What is your impression of Yuba squad as they face the final match?

Panel 2

Kurauchi: As expected, they seem to be having it hard without Kanda

Ouji: Because Kandata was an extremely thorough man

Panel 3

Ouji: If Yuba squad drops from the upper tier here

Ouji: Kandata is likely to feel responsible Ouji: So Yuba-san probably wants to do all he can to remain in the upper tier

Panel 4

Konami: Ahhh, it’s true Yuba-chan seems like he’d care about that kind of thing

Panel 5

Sakurako: I see…! Sakurako: Whether Yuba squad can remain in the upper tier or not

Sakurako: Is also one of the points to focus on in this match!

Panel 1

Sakurako: …now

00:13:24 Until Start

Sakurako: Only a little left until the start of the fated match!

Panel 3

Osamu: …alright

Osamu: One last review

Tamakoma 2nd Operation Room

Panel 4

Osamu: In the opening phase, everyone head to where Chika is

Osamu: This is the priority this time too

Panel 1

Osamu: If Chika and Hus can join up

Osamu: Progress to a firepower battle like we practiced

Panel 2

Osamu: I will spread the wire formation for insurance

Panel 3

Osamu: This time it’s different from the previous match Osamu: Chika has ‘normal bullets’

Osamu: So even if it becomes a game of hide-and-seek Osamu: We can make the opponents move with Meteora or Hound

Panel 4

Osamu: The ideal is to tighten our defences

Osamu: And lie in wait in the wire formation

Panel 1

Yuuma: So a powered up version of the tactics used on Katori squad and Kakizaki squad

Chika: Yeah, got it

Panel 2

Osamu: Next

Osamu: What’s important is ascertaining the positions of each team’s ace

Panel 3

Osamu: If Chika and Hus get together

Osamu: I don’t think they’ll lose in a shootout against any opponent, but…

Panel 4

Osamu: Ikoma-san’s ‘Long Senkuu’

Osamu: Has the power to take Hus out along with his Shield

Panel 5

Osamu: Listen to Usami-sempai’s instructions Osamu: And don’t let Chika enter Senkuu’s range

Hus: Right

Usami: Leave it to me~!

Panel 1

Osamu: And Ninomiya-san Osamu: Might use composite bullets if Inukai-sempai or Tsuji-sempai are near

*knead knead knead*

Osamu: Be careful not to have your defence torn down by Gimlet

Panel 2

Osamu: Enemies that approach by using buildings to block bullets Osamu: Are to be defeated by Chika’s Meteora or Osamu: Kuga’s Wire Manoeuvres

Yuuma: OK

Panel 3

Osamu: If it seems difficult for Chika and Hus to meet up

Osamu: Transition to the backup plan with Kuga and Hus as the focal points

Panel 4

Osamu: If it seems like we can earn points somewhere else Osamu: We don’t need to fixate on forcing a battle of firepower

Panel 5

Osamu: I leave the timing of using your ‘secret weapon’ Viper Osamu: Up to you, Hus

Hus: I know

Panel 1

Osamu: …alright

Osamu: 4 more points

Panel 2

Osamu: It’s the final match Osamu: Let’s get them!

Yuuma & Chika & Usami: Roger!

Panel 3

Yuba: The most hopeless development

Yuba: Is the one where Amatori bombs all over the place and we can’t do nothing about it

Panel 4

Yuba: Since just talking about firepower

Yuba: She’s an even harder opponent than Ninomiya-san

Yuba Squad Operation Room

Panel 1

Tonooka: But, it still Tonooka: Ain’t decided that she can shoot, yeah?

Tonooka: She didn’t shoot anyone until recently, right?

Panel 2

Tonooka: Can you start shooting so quickly?

Yuba Squad Sniper Tonooka Kazuto (16)

Panel 3

Fujimaru: Didn’t she turn Okudera into dust in the last match

Fujimaru: Deal a hit and you’ll gain some guts, that’s how it works

Yuba Squad Operator Fujimaru Nono

Panel 4

Yuba: Either way, Tonookaa

Yuba: This time, you just aim for Amatori

Panel 5

Tonooka: Man-mark?

Yuba: That’s right

Panel 1

Yuba: We don’t need your support

Yuba: Whatever you do, don’t leave Amatori free

Panel 2

Tonooka: Roger!

Panel 3

Yuba: Obishimaa

Obishima: Yeah!

Yuba: What do you do if you face Kuga in this match?

Panel 4

Obishima: During the last bout Obishima: He noticed I wasn’t fighting proactively and used a powerful move Obishima: So this time I’ll push him and not stay on the defence!

Panel 5

Yuba: …does that work

Yuba: On the Kuga in your head?

Panel 1

Obishima: !

Panel 2

Obishima: …no

Obishima: If it’s Kuga-sempai…

Panel 3

Obishima: Having made an impression with the move from last time

Obishima: I think in the actual match he will have prepared a different move!

Panel 4

*smirk*

Yuba: So you do get it

Panel 5

Fujimaru: Get motivated, guys!

Fujimaru: If we fall out of the upper tier here, that Kanda’s gonna be like…

Panel 1

Fujimaru: Yuba squad really is hopeless without me

Panel 2

Fujimaru: …comment like that with a shit-eating look!

Tonooka: If it’s Kanda-san, he would be considerate and say something like that

Panel 3

Yuba: I’ve booked the eatery already

Yuba: For us it’s for remaining in the upper tier Yuba: For Kanda it’s for his university acceptance

Panel 4

Yuba: WE’RE BOTH GONNA SUCCEED AND EAT GOOD, HEY!

Obishima & Tonooka: Yeah!

Panel 1

Ikoma Squad Operation Room

Panel 2

Ikoma: The other day when Ah went to do some solo matches ikoma: Jin was there fer the first time in ages

Mizukami: Huh, Jin-san Mizukami: That’s a rare character

Ikoma: Right?

Panel 3

Ikoma: Alright, let’s fight, Ah thought Ikoma: But Tachikawa was there first

Ikoma: And it didn’t seem like it was gonna end soon

Panel 4

Ikoma: So Ah got in the stage from the middle Ikoma: And watched their fight super close

Mizukami: They’d get distracted

Oki: Such a surreal picture

Panel 1

Ikoma: Those two really are strong Ikoma: Ah was moved

Minamisawa: I wanna fight Jin-san too!

Hosoi: What kinda conversation’s this

Panel 2

Hosoi: It’s right before the match Hosoi: Ain’t there anythin’ else to say?

Ikoma: Anythin’ else…?

Panel 3

Ikoma: Ah was thinkin’ the wind was really strong

*blow blow*

Ikoma: But it turned out to be the sound of me breathin’ Ikoma: Did Ah talk ‘bout that?

Hosoi: Really what kinda conversation’s this!?

Panel 4

Minamisawa: I haven’t heard that yet!

Mizukami: Ah don’t need to hear

Ikoma Squad Attacker Minamisawa Kai (16)

Panel 5

Hosoi: Actually didn’t ya just say the whole thin’

Oki: Same as always

*ha ha ha*

Ikoma Squad Operator Hosoi Maori (17)

Panel 1

Mizukami: Well, we’ve fought both of ‘em at least once before Mizukami: We got Hus’s data too Mizukami: We just need to do well dependin’ on our positions after transfer

Ikoma Squad Shooter Mizukami Satoshi (18)

Panel 2

Oki: Nothin’ we can do to counter Amatori-chan’s explosions anyway

Hosoi: Ya’re the one markin’ her, ya know?

Ikoma Squad Sniper Oki Kouji (17)

Panel 3

Ikoma: …the final match

Ikoma: Is right after this

Mizukami: Who’re ya talkin’ to?

Ikoma Squad Captain ‘No.6 Attacker’ Ikoma Tatsuhito (19)

Panel 4

Ninomiya Squad Training Room

Panel 1

*bam bam bam bam bam bam*

Panel 2

*step step step step step*

Panel 3

*bam bam bam bam bam*

*step step step step step*

Panel 1

*bam bam bam*

Panel 2

*bam bam bam*

Panel 3

*clatter clatter clatter clatter*

Panel 4

Hiyami: Inukai-sempai Hiyami: Tsuji-kun

Panel 5

Hiyami: It’s time

Ninomiya Squad Operator Hiyami Aki (17)

Panel 1

Inukai: Roger

Ninomiya Squad Gunner Inukai Sumiharu (18)

Tsuji: Roger

Ninomiya Squad Attacker Tsuji Shinnosuke (17)

Panel 2

Ninomiya: …let’s go

Ninomiya Squad Captain ‘No.1 Shooter’ Ninomiya Masataka (20)

Panel 3

Sakurako: All teams

00:00 Until Transfer

Sakurako: Begin transfer!

Panel 1

*machine whirr*

Panel 2

Sakurako: Each agent

*machine whirr*

Panel 3

Sakurako: Transfer complete!

*wind howling*

Panel 1

B-rank Temporary No.1 Ninomiya Squad

Sakurako: Each agent starts at a random point

B-rank Temporary No.3 Tamakoma 2nd

B-rank Temporary No.4 Ikoma Squad

Sakurako: With a certain amount of distance between each other!

B-rank Temporary No.7 Yuba Squad

Panel 1

Sakurako: These are the starting positions!

Sakurako: It seems two people of each team Sakurako: Have been transferred fairly closely to each other

Panel 2

Sakurako: For now

Sakurako: Do they aim to join up with the remaining separated agents?

Panel 3

Ouji: The separated agent in Yuba squad is the sniper Tono-kun

Ouji: So they don’t need to force themselves to meet up

Panel 1

Ouji: Tono-kun was always a kid who moved independently a lot

Panel 2

Ouji: The one who’s in danger by himself is Ossam…

Panel 3

Arafune: Position-wise, the one that seems unfortunate Arafune: Is Tamakoma’s newcomer

Panel 4

Arafune: Yuba squad, Ikoma squad, and Inukai Arafune: Has him surrounded

Panel 5

*machine whirr*

Panel 1

*jump*

Panel 2

*rustle*

Panel 4

Oki: The two together in the north’re Yuba squad

Panel 5

Hosoi: They’re movin’ to capture anyone by themselves Hosoi: They might go over to you, Kai

Minamisawa: Roooger!

Panel 1

Sakurako: On the east side of the map Sakurako: It is Yuba squad on the move first!

Konami: Looks like they want to take opponents down before they’ve met up

Panel 2

Sakurako: On the other hand, on the west side of the map Sakurako: It seems Ninomiya squad and Tamakoma Second will be facing off 2 versus 2!

Panel 3

Kurauchi: Since on radar it looks like Agent Kuga is by himself

Panel 4

Kurauchi: If it’s Ninomiya-san, he’d try to catch him without hesitation

Panel 5

Osamu: Is it difficult for Hus to come over here…?

Osamu: …Kuga! Chika!

Panel 1

Osamu: We’ll go meet up with Hus from our end! Osamu: Please come to where I am!

Yuuma: Roger Yuuma: Shall I use Bagworm too?

Panel 2

Osamu: That’s right Osamu: That way is…

Panel 3

*wind howling*

Panel 4

Osamu: !!

Osamu: Bombings!

Panel 5

Yuuma: !

Panel 1

*bang bang bang bang bang*

Panel 2

Oki: Oh?

*flow flow flow flow flow*

Panel 3

Ikoma: Is it Ninomiya-san?

Mizukami: ‘bout right

Panel 4

Yuba: So Ninomiya-san’s that way

Obishima: I wonder who’s been targeted?

Panel 1

*crash*

Panel 2

*crash crash crash crash*

*bang bang bang bang bang*

Panel 3

*rustle*

Panel 4

Tsuji: It’s Kuga-kun and Amatori-san

Tsuji: Shall I give chase?

Ninomiya: Of course

Panel 1

Ninomiya: Confirm whether Amatori can shoot or not

Ninomiya: Tsuji act as Kuga’s opponent

Ninomiya: Inukai lock down the east side of the board

Panel 2

Tsuji: Tsuji, roger

Panel 3

Inukai: Inukai, roger

Panel 4

Sakurako: A heavy barrage right from the start!

Sakurako: Captain Ninomiya’s Salamander smoke signals the start of battle!

Panel 1

Sakurako: Ninomiya squad are in pursuit of Tamakoma!

Sakurako: How will Tamakoma move in response!?

Panel 2

Osamu: Chika! Osamu: Can you engage them with Hound!?

Panel 3

Osamu: Lead Bullet would be no good!

Hound + Lead Bullet

Osamu: There won’t be enough defence!

Hound + Shield

Panel 4

*ba-dump ba-dump*

Panel 5

Chika: Y…yeah!

Chika: I’m alright!

*shoom*

Panel 2

Yuuma: Alright, Chika Yuuma: One shot

Chika: …!

Panel 3

Yuuma: Just let off one shot of Hound

Yuuma: Stop Ninomiya squad in their tracks Yuuma: Switch to Bagworm, and run

Panel 4

Yuuma: If they think we won’t fire back Yuuma: They’ll easily chase after us

Panel 5

Yuuma: Is that alright? Osamu

Panel 1

Osamu: So a sudden shootout would be difficult, huh…

Osamu: If we could, I’d rather have her shoot after meeting up with Hus the way she trained…

Osamu: …got it! Osamu: Fire one shot then immediately withdraw!

Panel 2

Chika: …Hound!

Panel 3

*machine noise*

*crash crash crash crash cash crash crash*

Panel 1

*fwoosh*

Panel 2

*wind howling*

Panel 3

*wind howling*

Panel 1

*bang bang bang bang bang*

Panel 2

*bang bang bang bang bang*

Panel 3

*bang bang bang bang bang bang*

Panel 4

Tonooka: A gigantic Hound…

Tonooka: I found Amatori-chan

*wind howling*

Panel 1

*wind howling*

Yuba: Now that’s appreciated

Panel 2

Yuba: While Ninomiya-san and Amatori are

Panel 3

Yuba: Going at it with each other

Panel 6

Yuba: We’re earning points

Yuba: Starting from these guys over here, Obishimaa!

*wind howling*

Obishima: Roger!

-

1. Regarding the commentators being two from Ouji squad, I wonder if it's a hint that they've never reached A-rank? So far all commentators have been A-rank or used to be A-rank (or Osamu), so I wonder if Ouji and Kurauchi were chosen to come together because they don't fit that criteria...or it's all just a coincidence...

2. It's a bit of a pity that we didn't get to see the exhibition hall map before this season ends, but I suppose functionally it wouldn't have been that different from Urban Area D except that there would have been even less places to hide if Chika unleashes her might.

3. So it didn't take long before we got the 3 stages of Yuba squad (that we know of): Captain Yuba and Operator Fujimaru with Ouji, Kurauchi, Kanda. Then Ouji and Kurauchi leaves and the team becomes Captain Yuba and Operator Fujimaru with Kanda, Tonooka, Obishima. And now finally Kanda has left leaving Captain Yuba and Operator Fujimaru with Tonooka and Obishima. I guess we don't know if there were any other member changes between Ouji and Kurauchi leaving and Tonooka and Obishima joining so this might not be all of it.

4. I can't remember how I used to write Ikoma squad's Kansai dialect...sorry...

5. More nicknames from Ouji: Tono-kun is a play on that being a homophone for the title 'lord' (the Japanese equivalent, that is). But mostly he just picks what sounds silly but still derivative of the original name.

6. Yes, the 'smoke signal' is a pun since it's literally smoking. But also it means beacon as well.

[gascon-en-exil]

Joining the Game Late: S4E8 “The Mountain and the Viper”

Synopsis

Gilly survives her third potentially fatal encounter. The Unsullied bathe with their pants on; Dany’s female servants do not. Ramsey enacts his cunning plan, and gets rewarded with legitimization and a whole castle of Ironborn to flay. Sansa is almost completely honest, and she’s rewarded with a dark glow-up. Jorah is found out, and Dany is pissed. The show keeps rolling during an Arya blooper reel - or she’s just cackling madly because the Hound has terrible luck. Tyrion muses over the names of deaths and his beetle-crushing cousin. Oberyn almost wins the trial by combat, but then he gets cocky and the Mountain makes his head explode.

Commentary

As I start to write this I have just realized two things:

1) This is the 38th episode of a 73 episode series. I’m just past the halfway point, yay.

2) I’ve put off talking about Oberyn for so long that now I’m at the episode where he dies and I still haven’t done it.

Time to rectify point 2 then. It’s as good a time as any, as the fight at the end brings together the Lannister-centered trajectory of this season and Oberyn’s personal arc in a fairly satisfying way - minus the visceral unpleasantness of watching his skull get crushed, that is. While I’ve taken issue before with how the Dornish are allowed to have more ethnic authenticity as a Latin-inspired culture than the characters of the Reach, I have no problem with Oberyn on his own merits. He’s been an entertaining character, refreshing in perspective and singularly motivated by something other than the acquisition of power or survival in the midst of said power-hungry figures. His fight with the Mountain plays perfectly into his quest for revenge and how it has consumed him; he would have won had he not insisted the Mountain confess to his crimes before dying (and really, how fitting is it to have a Spaniard screaming for a confession? The thing about living in a cosmopolitan city filled with many different kinds of Catholics is that you’re exposed to a plethora of Catholic stereotypes apart from just the ones derived from the Irish.). The sudden and brutal reversal at the end also gives what seems to be the closest thing to a point to Tyrion’s monologue before the fight about his mentally disabled cousin and his love of crushing beetles. When I was watching that scene I thought it was going on for too long to making such a simple point as the human instinct to kill or the like, but in hindsight it both foreshadows the manner of Oberyn’s death and points to the kind of violence heedless of the consequences practiced by so many characters on this show - including several of the Lannisters and their subordinates.

The other big turning point here is the discovery that Jorah has been feeding information about Daenerys to Varys all this time, and his subsequent dismissal from her court. While their “breakup” scene is sharp and powerful and manages to be fairly emotional even though I’ve never felt much for this particular pairing, I do have to question the event that led up to it. Why did the boy carrying Jorah’s royal pardon specifically deliver it to Barristan and not Jorah? Without this his spy work would have remained hidden and he’d be left to angst about whether he should leave Dany behind or dismiss the pardon and continue in his current path. Maybe it plays out more naturally in the book? Anyway, I’ve heard that this eventually resolves in Jorah teaming up with Tyrion of all people, but I’m not going to hold my breath to see if that meeting doesn’t come off as at least slightly contrived with this kind of setup.

And on the subject of anticipation of upcoming episodes, I’m pretty sure the big seasonal climax this time is going to the be the siege at Castle Black. For the first time I’m just not really feeling it, not just because I’ve always been lukewarm on the Night’s Watch plotlines but because they haven’t done much of anything for this whole season apart from the raid on Craster’s and Sam dropping Gilly off at Mole’s Town (which does actually pay dividends here, but how they’ll reunite remains to be seen and I’m still not very invested regardless). There’s still the fallout from Tyrion’s trial to come, of course, but otherwise I’m quite ready for Season 4 to be done.

Oh, and I mocked it above but Arya bursting out laughing at the news of her aunt’s death was wonderfully unexpected and broke the tone in the best way. Props to whoever decided to go with that as a way to end the scene.

[justjessame]

Not A Loser Anymore Chapter 16

Morgan’s chest tightened uncomfortably when she saw Roque fireman carrying Clay into the room. Fuck. Fear, for Clay, and irritation at the traitor carrying him flared up and made her speechless. Fucking treasonous asshole, her mind screamed, even as her eyes roamed over Clay as Roque secured him to his own piece of shit chair.

“Morning, Mo.” Roque offered, as though they were meeting in the communal kitchen at their former headquarters. Fucking dickhead.

Morgan didn’t answer, her eyes were locked on Clay’s face, happy to see he wasn’t beaten or bloody. Yet. He wasn’t moving, but she was pretty sure he’d been hit with the same type of drug they’d used on her.

“Don’t worry, Mo.” Roque offered, still looking far too fucking pleased with himself for her tastes. “We’re not gonna start until Clay wakes up.” He flashed her one of his blinding smiles and she felt a rush of hate so intense that she was shocked he couldn’t feel it. “Don’t want him to miss the fun, do we?”

“Fuck you.” She spit out, glaring at a man she once would have sworn would die for her. Or Clay. Or the others.

He shook his head, his good mood clearly undeterred. “Nah, Mo, that’s for you and Clay.” He squatted down in front of her and looked up at her face. “I’m just going to fuck you up.” His fingers, again fingers she would have sworn would never take part in hurting her, moved her hair out of her face. “Pity, really. If you’d just stayed home, Mo, if you’d just let HIM go.” He shook his head again, “now you’ve FORCED my hand, Mo. YOU made this a necessity.”

“And Pooch?” She asked, glaring into his eyes. “Cougar?” She ground out, watching as he showed not a single sign of distaste for what Max planned for his former team. “Jensen?” Her voice broke, thinking of Jens, of him being brought down by a fellow Loser.

“Collateral damage, Mo.” He stood up and pulled one of his obscenely large knives from its sleeve. “Clay’s getting what’s coming to him. He’s gonna watch me cut you up into tiny little pieces and he’ll BEG me to kill him. Not before he watches me kill Pooch, and Cougar, and Jensen. I want him to see what his bullshit leadership really led us to.”

Morgan shook her head and stared at a man she never knew. “Hating him, killing him isn’t going to fix it, Roque.” She snorted. “But that’s not the point, is it?” She studied him as he pulled a table over from the corner. On it were more knives, and she fought the fear that bubbled up. “You don’t care that it won’t fix it. You just want to see him in pain. Not just physical, but actual trauma. You want to relish it.” A humorless laugh left her. “You’re as bad as the assholes we took out, once upon a time, aren’t you?”

Silence met her, but she knew. They’d always had a viper in their nest, but no one had a clue. How had they not seen it?

Clay came to with a cramp in his neck and a metallic taste in his mouth. What the fuck? He tried to move and realized he was ziptied to a fucking metal chair. What the literal fuck?

“Welcome home, honey.” Morgan’s voice greeted him and his eyes met hers. They were parallel to one another. Face to face, mirrors. “Sucks to be on the receiving end of a kidnapper’s roofie doesn’t it?”

“Are you alright, Morgan?” He asked, giving her a full once over, taking in the nightshirt barely covering her hips and her bare feet.

“Peachy.” She answered and his eyes met hers. She was trying to hide her fear, but he could read it loud and clear. “They’re just outside the room, but the celebration they have planned is going to be-”

“Piercing.” Roque’s voice offered as he walked up behind Clay’s chair. “Look who finally woke up.” He patted Clay’s shoulder in a horrible mimicry of comradery. “Glad you’re up, we can FINALLY get started.”

“Get started?” Clay was still staring at Morgan, and noticed her eyes lock on something just behind him. “You have a plan, Roque?”

“He has a plan AND a financier.” Max. Yay, the gang’s all here, Morgan thought. “Roque and I realized we have a common goal, Clay.” He came into the light and walked until he was behind Morgan’s chair. Clay’s eyes glared up at him, biting back every word he wanted to throw at him. “And now, because YOU dared to fuck up and then DARED to come after me, he gets to be the artist he is on a new canvas.” Max’s gloved hand touched Morgan’s neck, brushing her hair out of the way and Clay jerked against his ties. “I can’t wait to see what he makes of her.”

The first cuts were shallow. Roque clearly wanted to play with Clay, and with that goal in mind, he was going to go the distance with Morgan’s torture. The first came on her wrist, above the ziptie, allowing her blood to bead up, but not drip heavily. Another on the tiny bit of chest that was uncovered by her nightshirt, more beading, more stinging burn.

“Damn, Roque, are you trying to go tantric sex with this torture session? I have to tell you, I’m more of a hard, fast quickie kind of girl.” Morgan offered, hoping to break his stride and force him to do something or at least hoping that Jensen would track his or Clay’s cell phone and find them.

He only smiled and dug the point of the slender knife he chose for the ‘first round’ into the top of her knee. “Where’s the fun if you pass out from blood loss, Mo?” She stared into his eyes as the tip went deeper, not blinking or wincing no matter how much pain he was inflicting. “Besides you haven’t really made a noise I’m looking forward to hearing.”

“What noise is that, Ro?” She asked, holding back a sigh of relief when he pulled the knife from her flesh and stood up to go to the table holding his other blades. “If you’re waiting to hear me scream your name, I have to say, that’s gonna be a long fucking wait.” She could feel the blood dripping down her leg from the newest wound.

“It doesn’t have to be my name, Mo.” He turned back, holding a serrated blade that was as thin as the first, but this one had teeth that screamed ‘suffering’.

Clay watched for what felt like hours, and it could have been, as Roque used his knives to cut into the flesh of the woman he loved. And he watched as she refused to scream. Refused to beg or plead or even acknowledge that Roque was doing anything more annoying than forcing his presence on her. He could see the sweat sliding on her skin, more of which he could see because her nightgown was slowly being cut away so his former second could have more ‘canvas’ for his ‘art’. He could see the pain flare up in her eyes as Roque chose another implement of torture to hack into her skin, but aside from a few smart ass quips, she didn’t grant him or Max what they wanted most.

He took her lead and didn’t speak. Not when taunted. Not when Roque called his attention to another area he’d bared, making obscene jokes about how unattractive her corpse would be when he was finished. He watched as Morgan swallowed against a scream as the biggest knife so far slid across her stomach, causing far more blood to come out, but still not enough to let her have the reprieve of unconsciousness.

“I’m not hearing screaming, Roque.” Max grumbled from his comfortable seat nearby. “I’m not hearing begging, or pleading.”

“We’re just getting started,” Roque promised and Morgan felt a rush of fear overtake the burning pain of her bleeding stomach. Shit.

“Promises promises,” she taunted, truly hoping that some kind of fucking rescue was coming, because she wasn’t sure how much resistance to screaming she had left. “It’s almost like your heart isn’t in it, Ro.”

A predatory smile and a flash of his knife accompanied his next promise. “My heart isn’t what needs to be in it.”

Morgan was still conscious. Not that she wanted to be. But damn it, her body refused to go down. She could hear her own blood dripping around her chair and she tried, with what little mental energy she had left to contemplate how much she’d lost versus how much she had left before she’d go under for good. Unfathomable.

“She still isn’t making a noise,” Max whined. “What the fuck, Roque?”

“Is that what gets you off, Max?” She asked, voice hoarse from thirst and holding her tongue. “Women screaming in pain?” She shook her head and felt more blood fling from the ends of her hair. “That’s freaky, and you called me slutty.”

She felt a hand twist into her blood and sweat damp hair and a tug forced her neck back. “What gets me off, right now, Morgan Dean is you screaming and begging to die. So get on with it, bitch.” He threw her head forward with a snap and she felt certain that she’d need a chiropractor after this shit. Because even with the chips being all the way down, she was firmly planning on surviving. Her and Clay would walk out of this fucking room, stomping over Roque AND Max’s fucking corpses and holding hands into the sunshine. She guaranteed it.

“You’re both fucking ridiculous.” Clay offered from his seat. Her eyes met his and she knew he was giving her a breather. “Two fucking men, one of which is trained to kill people, and it took ziptying us to fucking chairs for you to get this far. What’s wrong, Roque, scared that Mo would have kicked your ass like she did in PT?”

Roque turned to face his former commander, the urge to thrust his knife deep into his chest clear as a bell on his face. “She only got me down because I ALLOWED it.” He growled. And Clay laughed.

“Sure,” he shook his head and smiled. “Keep telling yourself that. I was there, remember? She knocked you full on your fucking ass, then had the class to help you to your fucking feet. She should have left you there. We all should have.”

“This is on YOU, Clay.” Roque gestured around the room with the knife, Morgan’s blood flinging from it. “All of this. Her death? That’s on YOU. The others? YOU.”

“Me?” Clay glared up at Roque. “It’s on ME?” He shot a look at where Morgan guessed Max had retreated to. “Do you forget who started this fucking mess, Roque? Did you forget that HE fucking killed children?” He nodded toward Max. “HE’S why this shit is happening. Not me. Him and now YOU.” He spat out the word. “YOU chose to turn your back on US. You’re choosing to torture Morgan. She wasn’t even fucking there, Roque.”

“You’re right, she wasn’t.” Roque said, glancing over at Morgan’s sweaty and blood coated body. “And whose fault was THAT?”

“Mine.” Morgan’s voice offered, barely a whisper. “My fault. I’m the one who packed up my toys and went home, Roque. Me.”

She could feel all eyes on her, but she didn’t care. “Morgan,” it was Clay and he sounded pained. Funny, since no one had laid a hand on him, yet. “Honey, don’t.”

She smiled. “Don’t what, Clay?” Lifting her head and staring into Roque’s eyes she kept going. “Admit that you were a person down because I couldn’t handle my feelings for you?” Her eyes held her former teammate’s hostage as she kept talking. “Admit that I loved you from the first night we spent together? Admit that I would have died for you, and now I just might?” She gave a quiet laugh. “It’s funny, isn’t it? We finally figured this shit between us out and this traitor is going to cut it short.” She shook her head. “Come on, Roque, I have a few inches of skin left and you don’t seem tired. Didn’t you have a goal when we started?”

Before Roque could step forward, Morgan heard a weird metallic noise. One that she couldn’t place, until she realized Clay was breaking the cheap as fuck metal chair, something he must have been working on during her torture. He had to stop when he’d directed their attention to him to give her a break, but once she’d reclaimed it, he’d done it.

He was free, and he was PISSED. Roque heard the same noise, but he’d been taunted into moving toward Morgan and so his back was to Clay as his former commander came loose. Max was shocked silent and then, as Clay’s fist connected with Roque’s temple, so was he.

Stunned, but not out, Morgan watched from her confinement as Clay grappled with Roque, dodging the blade, and landing blow after blow on his former second in command. He wasn’t going for elegant fighting, or a quick take down, no he wanted to make him PAY for the pain he had inflicted on Morgan. As he punched Roque’s face over and over, breaking his nose with a satisfying crunch, feeling teeth get loosened, he almost missed Max trying to dart past the pair of them. Almost.

One hand reached out and grabbed the source of all their fucking problems by an ankle and jerked. Down he went in his linen suit with a happy thud. Roque wasn’t moving, so Clay moved over Max’s prone, face down form and with a quick flick of his hand smacked his forehead into the hard floor with a satisfying crack. He was out.

“Great job, Clay,” Morgan’s voice, fading fast from blood loss and pain came to him. “Could you fucking untie me now?”

He untied her, then he found more zip ties and tied Roque and Max to her chair and another uncomfortable one he found in a corner. She was resting in the more cushioned one that Max had sat in while he was being entertained by her torture.

“Make sure you check their-” she offered, but he cut her off when she noticed he was already patting both of the assholes down. “Good.” She was tired, and fighting the pull of sleep. She knew she’d lost a lot of blood, they both had slipped in it when he got her free from the chair and that held her back from giving in.

“I have his cell.” Whose? She nearly asked, but talking took more energy than she had. “Let me call the team.”

She listened, using Clay’s voice as her anchor to wakefulness, as he told them where they were and what they’d find when they got to them.

“Hey,” he was standing in front of her, then he was kneeling before her. “Morgan, honey, are you still with me?”

“Always.” She offered, before the darkness came again.

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EVE - Wrestle Queendom 2

Pro-Wrestling: EVE’s big weekend featured 21 matches over three days and more than lived up to the standard set by last year’s event, though with a headier dose of heartbreak and betrayal. - Production issues are practically a hallmark of EVE’s DIY ethos, but cues were hit, music played and other than a few hyperactive steadicam decisions the big show was at least as well put together as any big Progress event. - Also true to the ethos is the injection of the injured Sierra Loxton on commentary -- biggest show of the year? Experience not required. Sierra’s of the Kris Wolf school of ‘Wow.’ ‘Oh!’ ‘Yeah.’ colour commentary. Dann, as usual, has his moments of hilarity but slips too much insider jargon into his play-by-play. Don’t tell me a wrestler is ‘still selling’ her back, goodness. - Charlie Morgan’s announcement was absolutely devastating. Tears were shed. Really threw a pall over the rest of the evening. She was such an excellent ambassador for the company and a perfect distillation of what EVE is all about -- Be Fearless. Be Brave. Be You. Wolfie’s retirement already broke me, but this one hurts real bad too. EVE’s down a lot of great, great talent, but listing the remaining roster is still surprisingly re-assuring when it comes to the future of the best Women’s Wrestling promotion outside of Japan. *She Brawls in Brighton - Mostly a decent show to see everyone get their go-home reps in, the long-promised alliance of Jamie Hayter and Session Moth finally comes to fruition under the supervision of Prime Minister Kagetsu, Jordynne and LDM get a practice round, and KLR and Viper have one last go as a tag team in EVE. *She’s Gonna Start a Fight - The Resistance Gallery show is a much slicker affair, the Gallery is such an integral part of the character of EVE and with most of the go-home out of the way (though Charli Evans and Jetta got to tear each other apart,) we’re free to see some novel match-ups. Yuu v Grace v Nightshade was a delightful hoss match, LDM v Arisa Hoshiki suggested to me that Laura would benefit tremendously from a stint in Japan (and look good doing so,) and QQ vs Oedo Tai is good on any stage at any time. *Main Card   Yuu v Nightshade (**1/2) -Good weekend for Nightshade, who’s clearly climbing the card and starting to look the part of the badass heel. Wondering when we’ll see more of Yuu’s personality aside from her being really, infectiously, happy to be here. Hoss-ish style match seems an atypical choice for the curtain jerker but it worked up the crowd just fine. Kagetsu v Mayu Iwatani (***1/2) - If anyone was somehow unfamiliar with two of the very best wrestlers in the world, this was a fiery introduction. Sure, Kagetsu didn’t try to hang Mayu. Sure, the booking positioned this as more of an exhibition than a grudge match, and sure, it ended in a time limit draw -- but Mayu Iwatani and Kagetsu in a vacuum is a very good match at minimum. - I wish whoever had first told Dann and Emily about Oedo Tai had struck out the ‘o,’ because they’ve been stuck at Oh-edo for so long it’d be beyond awkward to point it out now, but it’s somehow still so grating to hear again and again.  - Despite the tendency of her machinations to blow up in her face like Wile E Coyote, Kagetsu is one of the coolest people in the entire sport, on the level of Okada or The Rock. This is not up for debate. Laura Di Matteo v Jordynne Grace (****) - The wrestling theatre is improved greatly by the suggestion of emotional stakes. Granted, it’s not absolutely clear why these two hate each other, but I absolutely believe that they do. This is the best match of LDM’s career thus far and likely my favourite of the thirty god damned matches I watched this weekend. Thought Jordynne ended Laura for good numerous times, but the finish was a beauty. Wrestle Friends v Diamond Vogue Collective v Medusa Complex (***) - This ended up a good match despite the pretense of the ‘only two teams in the ring’ stipulation, which remains asinine. Jinny’s long-running stratagem of hiring fashionable underlings wherever she goes (Jazzy Gabert’s fashionable, non?) never quite pays off but it’s put Mercedez on the map amid all the personnel changes in EVE. Millie’s a big girl and she can be friends with whoever she wants, but this one had a pretty clear conclusion from the outset. Could’ve done with some S Club 7. Session Goth Martina v Su Yung (N/R) - Martina came to fight, that’s what the Super S is for. Su Yung remains a little much, which I can both respect and also not really enjoy. Some good spots, just started to really drag, especially when Su’s cohort of brides appeared and were alternatively useless and superpowered. - I’m not going to rate this one properly because of whatever the fuck happened with the man in the inflatable baby costume and the teeth. I’m never mad about a big-lipped alligator moment but this one threw me for such a loop I couldn’t stop laughing for a full minute. Five Stars? Little Miss Roxxy v Arisa Hoshiki (***) - Totally unfair situation for whoever had to follow Charlie’s announcement. As I said, tears were being shed, I was in a total daze. Took me a while to get into this one, helped that I was curious about Roxxy getting in the ring with an accomplished Joshi. She can hang pretty well, and like LDM, hasn’t been on a tour of Japan, but I’d be so down to see it.  - Arisa was in top form all weekend, this was no exception. Kicked Roxxy around the ring and then some. Jamie Hayter v Utami Hayashishita v Nina Samuels (***1/2) - Yay for elimination matches. Yay for Utami’s crisp and vicious throws. Boo Nina. Boo Nina so hard, she’s such a fantastic heel. Rooting for Jamie in England is new and weird, but I’m sold. This might have been better than I think it was, fatigue was starting to set in hard, but either way I liked how it was put together.

Kay Lee Ray v Viper (****) - This is almost as reliably good a pairing as Kagetsu and Mayu, though often enough I feel like the ceiling is ‘very good’ and not great. Should’ve known better, really. Quite a beautiful swanton filled swan song between two absolute stalwarts of EVE, bittersweet as anything. - Always the most appreciation for KLR’s dives coming out of nowhere, like nature intended. No loading animation for the Scottish Daredevil, she just goes for it.  - Rhia promised she’d be back soon at the top of the show, and I guess she presented the tag titles, but she definitely had a look on her face like more was in store. Don’t see how she keeps her job as matchmaker after this little indiscretion. Loved it.