#the atmosphere for that level is literally the best out of halo so far.

[bluehoodedmousebane]

Started playing Halo 3! Nobody told me about the flood stalkers. GIRL HELP.

[huntsman-ash]

RWBY V8E5 LiveThoughts

And now for the last episode before the HUGE break they’re taking. Seriously, February? Damn, whats going on at RT?

It matters not. Lets see what this weeks episode has for us.

And here we see Aminety Colloseum, the place that Atlas SHOULD have weaponized the moment it rolled its way back here. Seriously look at it; floating free away from everything else...you could mount missile launchers and laser batteries and CIWS batteries on it, launch fighters from it, let dropships deploy through its base...a floating aircraft carrier of unprecidented size.

Or maybe turn it into a weapon...use its drive system to focus Dust energy into some kind of gravitational force...thats just me though.

Missed oppertunites...ah well.

You CAN see its been adjusted though, it looks less like the sports arena from its last apperance and more like a floating coms hub, with those dishes on the outside and the huge spire.

Intersetingly if you look in the upper right corner the moon is there but almost completely covered by the storm Salem summoned. Interesting.

Wait why is PEITRO out there? With like...no supports? Seems kinda dangerous to send the weak old dude out there...

...thats a bomb. A Dust bomb in pipe bomb style form but thats very much a bomb.  Yes, Penny, danger indeed.

Atmospheric orbit. Ahhh that must be the low-level orbit path that they need to ensure it doesnt loose power. The part where you coast along with almost no drag.  Like what the X-15 hit in our world, and punched through at least once.

WAIT WHAT THE HELL IS THAT. Thats some kind of loader mech. THATS A FUCKING UTILITY TITAN. WHEN DID ATLAS GET ONE OF THOSE?!

Also thats a jet engine.

And Maria’s piloting it. To quote Daimon Baird; I know wha thappens when you let an angry chick loose with a power loader.

Multiple bombs...wait. Thats the mine that RWBY fought in with the Aces, the one that almost blew the fuck up. They’re... Oh. I get it now. They’re gonna use the blast to fling Amneity into upper orbit and stabalize it. Clever. Not exactly SAFE, but clever. Just hope the mine doesnt go anywhere important. Those tunnels are going to turn into firestorms.

Cute, she thinks she can stay and help. Trust me, Penny. You’re better off running.

MARIA CASUALLY DOING THE MEXICAN GRANDMOTHER THING WITH HER MECH...THE HIP HAND. MY GOD.

Oh, and his chair has gravity restraints too. They...gonna handle the impact of the launch? I mean thats literally a fuel/air bomb under them. Dust/air...

Well Maria seems alright with it.

OH GOD DAMMIT. Its Cinder isnt it? Fucking bitch...

On the positive side if she DOES hitch a ride then they get a chance to give her the ol’ “Long fall special”.  Lets see your maiden powers save you from a fall from near orbit.

Well then, she burned right through the floor. Interesting. Maiden powers or her own, who knows...I do admit seeing her ride the ship in like that is kinda cool.

The eagerness in Cinders remaining eye interest me. Also, even when using maiden powers, her dead eye emits nothing. So that whole parts just gone. 

Secondary note, I think they’re standing on the...Shade emblem? Shade is the swords I think. Vale is the axes, Atlas is the staff, Havens the lamp. Doubt it means anything.

Ahhh, okay I was gonna say, that launch was...kinda lackluster. But the blast is being used as a BOOST on top of the four existing external thrusters. Like the yellow emergency turbines on the outside of the Pillar of Autumn in the end cutscene of Halo Reach

Dust explodes in its own individual colors. The blast under them looks like a Pride festival.

Also Penny just going WHAP like that amuses me, whereas Cinder just crouches. Guess she knew what was coming.

I dont see how the blast is helping through...maybe its the pressure wave and we cant see it right.

Now THAT is a command and control table!

Based on the image I can see, the map is showing “Atlas Mantle” in the middle in green, Aminety in red to the north, and the whale as its own red marker just off to the west a bit of Atlas/Mantle. So now we know where everything is stationed.

The scales all kindsa weird tho

Ah THERES the G-force. Emeralds literally stuck to the floor.

And because Cinders an unoriginal bitch, fire swords. Im not impressed ot say the least.  On a side note that DOES mean that radiobandit was right about her powers, so theres that. I’d wager this is a combination of her semblance and the maiden abilities.

For those who follow me, Cinder’s blades here are similar in look to what Ash Vulcan can summon, minus the fire. His are more of a cooled obsidian look.  They are, however, as sharp as these are, but much less sturdy. Ex; the one that pins itself to the wall by Penny’s head would have shattered on impact, which Ash uses as a secondary ability. Because no one likes a hundred glass shards in their eyes...

OH HELL YES. Maria with the mech. Now, Cinder...TASTE METAL FIST.

RT...I salute you. Angry mother figure piloting a giant robot screaming “get away from her you bitch”. ALMOST had it. Almost.

What smacked into her though. Neo?

Yes, Neo piloting their escape craft. Interseting.

Emerald looks completely useless and confused and Neo is suddenly very much in a realization shes inside a tin can and MARIA IS OPERATING A GIANT TIN CAN OPENER

Emeralds semblance works on Maria. Interseting, so it must bypass eyes. Effect the brain specifically. Note to self for Chrys on that...

WHY did Neo take Ruby’s form when shes fighting Maria? On that Maria seems very happy to brawl on the ground now. Old habits die hard, I guess.

Additional math note; “broadcasting range” is, by this numerical, 543.523 of...whatever Remnant uses as units. On Earth, the edge of outerspace is almost exactly 100 km, or 62 miles, straight up. So going by that measurement... (Doing the math here hang on)...1 km is equal to 5.43 of Remnants distance units. Lets just say 5.5. Assuming Remnants edge is the same (but everything we’ve seen so far hints that it is, or at least very close)

Alternatively, since we heard klicks used in V4, but miles used in After The Fall, we can assume this is one of those, meaning that either broadcast altitude on Remnant is ABSURDLY HIGH, because 500km is literally 5 times the edge of space on earth, and 540 miles is ALMOST 9 TIMES AS HIGH. Either way Im pretty sure this is the first measurement of Remnants units we’ve seen.

Alternatively alternatively, judging by the arrows we see, these might be required velocity to maintain orbit, which MAY make a bit more sense but it doesnt really fit. Low orbital velocity on earth for example is 17,000 KPH. Even with the math above, theres still a TITANIC difference.

And now we see the numvers going down again because CINDER BURNED A HOLE IN THROUGH ONE OF THE STABALIZERS. Bitch.

Again on th e weaponizing the colleseum; look at all this empty space. They didnt even remove it from when it was a consorse for the festival. You could put SO MANY weapon emplacements...the landing pads are still there!

Oh so now Cinders a Dawnblade from RWBY is she.

And exploding arrows too. Alright then, sure, why not.

Not sure what the point of this little bit was, aside from Penny trying to draw Cinder off and Cinder going back because...evil? Bait for Penny? Who knows. 

Oh yeah, Marias having a GOOD time. Also, Neos face when she gets kicked in it; “NO, NOT THE SANDEL!”

Also the disrespect from Maria. Yes. Suck it, Neo.

Also theres some timeskippage, as there is NOT a 2 minute gap between when we see the clock the first time and when we see it now. I dont think, anyway. Im sure theres math to be done but it serves the purpose its suppose to, for tension.

Uhhhh...Cinder, please. Your Salem’s most bottom of bitches right now. She favors Hazel and Tyrian over you.

Did Cinder really just try for a does not compute moment. Or is she just out of ideas.

Cinder stealing the maiden powers reminds me of the Grip of the Devourer perk from the Necromatic Grips in Destiny 2. Mainly the green energy flowing. I know thats Pennys aura stuff but it does remind me.

Ahhh they got a plan with Emerald then. Interesting. Also Neo taking advantage of a distraction sounds like her. 

And Penny ONESHOTS Neo. Lets be real here, without aura? She’d be LIQUID. Or maybe ash. Not sure how Penny’s funnels (THEYRE STILL FUCKING FUNNELS DAMMIT) works.

Annnnddd you forgot shes a robot and sees aura didn’t you.  Again, without aura, she’d be dead. Actually, she might legit be dead considering that scream. That sounds like the noise someone makes as their organs are fried by high intensity radiation. Not too mention the MASSIVE BURN MARK on the back wall there.

Either way; GET FUCKED BITCH.

Very dramatic, Emerald, but really, come on. Penny has lasers. You would get maybe one more shot (from a weapon that has, at best from my viewpoint) a caliber equal to MAYBE a 9mm pistol. That stuff doesnt have the penetration power required.

If Penny wasn’t nice and more interested in saving Peitro...you’d be dead. Ripped asunder and Cinder made even worse. 

A pity, really, Penny has a heart. But...hey. Real girl.

I feed upon Emeralds tears though. Mmm. Simpy.

What the HELL is hitting them. Grimm?

Oh boy here we go, more of this. Like...bruh. Just set down for a bit. Always gotta be dramatic dont ya

Aww. Touching. But pointless in the grand scheme of things.

Interesting note but she puts her gloved hand on his cheek, not the one with the glove burned off. For what thats worth again.

Holy shit, that map wasnt lying. That whale’s almost as big as Atlas is from this angle. Mind you, might just be a trick of the location but it would make sense if they were afraid of a Grimm THAT GOD DAMN BIG. I was just seeing it as like, about the size of a normal sperm whale, maybe as big as the Leviathan from the series of the same name, but even that was barely 150 feet long. This things HUGE.

Nope. Pretty sure its about the same size as Atlas is long.

Also the Moon seems smaller from this angle oddly enough.

Wait is she gonna superman this fucking thing?

Okay yes, the numbers were based on distance not velocity, as Penny is pushing the stadium UP, rather than accelerating it in proper stance.

The noises she makes...huh. Glad my sister didnt walk in on those. Sounds...not like someone straining.

Hey look, its clumsy shitface McGee. HES NOT DEAD!

Note about the message; whos the chick with the eye patch next to the faunus in the back left of Ruby.

Im going to assume the first place we see the message played is the Mistral Black Market. Seems fitting for how it is, and the design matches Havens ascetic. 

OH MY GOD THE LITTLE EARED FAUNUS GIRL IN THE HOLE. OH NO. SHES TOO CUTE.

Also in that same shot we see the old Karen from two episodes ago, a mouse girl, Fiona’s mole uncle, and someone new I think. Plus the huge eared girls mom who has a fox tail. And also one of the thirsty moms and her kid maybe?

Hey, Sun and Neptune! Out in the middle of nowhere in Vacuo. So this is the first time we’ve seen it in the show. 

And Ilia’s still alive too!

Hey and Goodwytch too. No voice, of course...she got fired ages ago.

Also hey, so this is where Ironwoods been. I love how Hare turns it off before Ruby finishes. 

I will note that technically Ruby’s not wrong. Ironwood cant be trusted. But then, he couldnt before because (gestures to Atlas’s pathetic, scraggy SOFT “military” instead of THE CHAD FORCES OF...uh...) (Rapid sounds of shuffling papers and files labeled “UNSC” “Coalition of Ordered Governments” “SRPA” “GAR” and “Yukon Confederacy” fly off the table)

Several others. Yes. Lets go with that. (Accidentally bumps paper labeled “Vanguard” off the desk)

Watts is back out I see too. 

Wait wait wait. Penny’s blades operate via chips...part of her, sure. So WHY does she need wires on them? AGAIN. WHY ARE THEY WIRE FUNNELS AND NOT SEPERATE ONES.

Interestingly the inside of the one Watts has resembles a Scroll...did Peitro commender that technology?

No focusing system for the laser. No chamber for acceleration or direction. Odd.

Salem looks oddly glad for this. Probably cause she thinks this is going to spread more fear. 

And Ruby gets to the heart of the deal. You dont beat something that cant be killed. You capture it. Hurt it. BREAK IT. A sentient being can only take so much punishment before it shatters into madness and controllable fragments. You just. Need. To. Hit. It. HARD. ENOUGH. 

Additionally Ruby’s got a point there too. Salem played the shadows until this moment when everything was going her way. So...whats she afraid of.

Annnnddd thats all it takes to hijack Penny? Seriously.

Fuckin god damn useless Atlas bullshit fucking...(LONG SUFFERING SIGH OF A TECH NERD)

Hey theres Taiyang. Where’s Raven?

Wait hold on a second. She catches fire literally two seconds after she falls? You gotta fall a bit more than that for shit to start happening. WHAT THE FUCK IS REMNANTS ATMOSPHERE?! Or is it just dramatic...

Also as a small note the way the coms between her and Peitro cut off like that is accurate to reentry; during the hottest part of a splashdown, a space craft creates such a huge trail of energy behind it, rattling and burning its way down, it creates a blackout with its own passage. So based on the massive Apollo style reentry fire cone shes already putting out shes most likely going to be out of coms until she slows down orrrrrr craters into Remnants surface with the force of a meteor. 

And no. I dont think shes dead. The fact that, DESPITE being surrounded by the kind of fireball that worked its way into the fueltank of the space shuttle Discovery and blew it and its crew to bits on reentry, she was still intact...shes probably going to be fine.

Hacked, certainly, but fine. It takes more than that to finish her. Besides now that shes hacked, she has to fight Ruby. We all want that right?

Ahh good to see Winter in full armor now. Or...close to it. Im sure some of its a support rig for her injuries but I like to think this is the start of Atlas’s Specialist Weaponization Program.

Ironwood makes a good call here. Same thought process as mine.

Salutes in this world are the same as ours. Interesting. Must change that for the HKs

Annnndd of course Watts steals the busted Scroll because IRONWOOD IS A FUCKING DUMBASS

...um.

Im...not even going to COMMENT on what the FUCK this thing is that Jaunes detachment found. 

Also why is there A TREE in the tundra?

Oh, caustic. Interesting.

Mmmm. (Pause. Fingers to lips)

Thats your plan, Salem? To literally leak liquid Grimm into Mantle.

More silence.

Ladies and gentlemen...Salem is, officially, THE WORST VILLAN. OF ALL TIME.

The level of incompetence and stupidity I have seen here today completely obliterates the LAST person to hold that title, President Snow from the Hunger Games.

The amount of unnececary back door work and seecret plotting here astounds me. Shes doing this because she can, Im SURE of it. Theres no other reason.

Unless...she kows in a straight out fight, she’d have Ironwoods metal arm up to her colon in seconds. Which I wouldnt be surprised about.

Either way uh...thats it. Thats the end of the episode. 

Nice fight, at least.

See you all in Febuary!

EDIT: NOT FEBUARY, the break is a few more episodes after this

[swlbarnes]

Soul - Jack Kline x Reader

Summary: Castiel always insists that it is impossible for humans to perceive the physical form of a soul. After spending time with Jack, you swear Cas is wrong.

Pairing: Jack Kline x Reader, Father figure!Castiel x Reader

Word count: 8.1k

Warnings: canon typical violence, light torture, some slight angst, fluff, danger to reader, danger to characters, blood, fatherly castiel (is that a warning? idk), basically there’s some good stuff and some bad stuff, but overall it’s fluff! slight canon divergence, vague early season 14 spoiler, but the main Jack plot in season 14 doesn’t apply here

A/N: I had this idea like FOREVER ago bc of that shot of jack asleep in the back of the impala (gif below), and i just got around to writing it bc school is garbage (pls stay in school). Hope it’s alright! Feedback is always greatly appreciated!

gif creator here, give them love!

Soul /sōl/ noun - the immaterial essence, animating principle, or actuating cause of an individual life.

You often found yourself asking Castiel the most random of questions about the universe. What was the beginning of the world like? What did the Bible completely get wrong? How have things changed over time in Heaven? Who thought the platypus was a good idea?

Most of all, though, your questions seemed to focus on one thing: souls. You were absolutely enamored by the subject. Something about them felt so incredibly intriguing, and after having seen the change in Sam Winchester when he happened to lose his soul, you wanted all the information you could get. Having an angel friend to answer your questions was exactly what you needed.

“Cas,” you spoke his name softly, intent on not destroying the peacefully quiet nature of the bunker’s library at 4 o’clock in the morning. The pair of you were up researching for a hunt after you found yourself unable to fall asleep. You insisted that instead of having Cas use his grace to help you sleep, that you could use your time to get some work done. The seraph reluctantly agreed.

“Yes?” He hummed in acknowledgement. His eyes lifted from his book in front of him just slightly to meet your gaze.

“What does a soul look like?”

Castiel let out a quiet chuckle, leaning back in his seat and pushing the book away just enough to show that you had his attention. A small smile quirked at the corners of his mouth at the question. This was far from your first time asking it. You questioned him relentlessly about every topic you could think of, but no matter what, you always came back around to the same question. What does a soul really look like?

And every time he gave the same answer: “They look like light.”

Sometimes you took this at face value, just glad to hear him say it again, but sometimes, like this particular night, you needed to hear more. You gave him a nod of encouragement, urging him to continue speaking. He took in a breath and cast his eyes over the room momentarily. His hands clasped together in his lap, and the small, relaxed smile remained on his face. He loved answering your questions and you could tell. There was always a childlike excitement to you when he would offer you a new piece of information. You would take his words and hold them close to you, eager to commit them to memory. You knew secrets of the universe that other people could never even dream of knowing. It felt nice to take you under his literal and metaphorical wing to teach you the things you wanted to know.

“Souls tend to shine differently depending on the person. You can tell so much about someone based on their soul alone. This is why demons are so easy to spot: their souls are so twisted that they become something so much different than the purity of a human soul,” he elaborated, his eyes trailing over the swirls of the wood grain on the table top.

You leaned forward slightly. “But surely not all human souls are so… pure,” you pointed out. He nodded.

“You’re correct. Many human souls find themselves being twisted in their life on earth as well, but never to the extent of a demon’s, of course.”

“But demons manifest themselves as black smoke. So, does that mean that the purity of a soul is based on how bright it is?” You continued to pester. You trailed your nails along the edge of the table subconsciously.

Castiel shook his head side to side. “No, not at all. It’s less of it being one rule for all and more of just a… feeling. Much like you are often able to tell the intentions of a fellow human with a glance, souls are much the same. Some souls are dim, but that does not mean that they aren’t beautifully pure,” he informed you. His voice remained level and patient, as it always did when you started a line of questions. You smiled at his tone. You were always grateful for the care he took in these situations. He never made you feel bad for your questions or your lack of knowledge, something you wished that your old school teachers had taken lessons in.

Your gaze travelled down to the pages of the lore book still open in front of you. The old weathered paper was yellowed and tattered with time. The top right corner of the page you were on was creased from someone who knows how long ago that dog-eared their spot in the text. You fought the urge to grimace at the foul treatment given to the book and focused instead on posing your next question. “What does… my soul look like?”

This was another familiar question, but still, Cas humored you. He trailed his eyes over your face with a thoughtful expression before he opened his mouth to reply. “Your soul is… complex. It shines bright, and has a slight, dare I say, twinkle to it. Like a star.” He paused to cast you a proud, fatherly smile. “You’re the team’s North Star, forever helping to guide us home.”

You cast your eyes downward, hoping the way your hair came down around your face was enough to hide your reddened cheeks and meek smile. You reached a hand up to trail a finger along the edges of your book. The worn leather of the binding was soft beneath your fingertips, and the scent of old pages wafted around you like a blanket in the serenity of the library. “I wish I could see souls,” you commented in passing, your voice heavy with exhaustion.

Cas was quick to recognize the wobble of your form and the half closed position of your heavy eyelids. He stood from his seat and made his way around the table, placing a hand on your shoulder and coaxing you upright. “Humans can’t see souls, and I promise that if there was a way for you to do so, you would be the first person I would tell.” With that, he led you down the maze-like halls of the bunker and into your bed. He brought the covers up to your chin, giving a light chuckle as he heard your soft snores before he was even able to shut the door behind him.

-

A year or so had passed since that night. Things finally settled down, and for once you could feel at peace. The bunker now consisted of the two Winchester boys, your fallen angel mentor, an ex-trickster archangel, and the son of Lucifer himself. Things were… good. There was just one thing…

Castiel had lied to you.

He had told you that humans could not see souls. That humans were incapable of comprehending the visual aspects of a soul. And you swear to every higher power you know, he lied to you. He must have. It was the only explanation.

These thoughts paraded around your mind, your brain’s mess of emotions a swift contrast to the atmosphere of the Impala you were sat in the back seat therein. Your eyes fixated on the nephilim sat by your side. Jack’s body leaned limp against the car door, his hand placed with his palm against the window to act as a barrier between his cheek and the icy glass. The sun was setting just on the other side of his window. The sky was streaked with endless shades of pinks, yellows, and oranges, spreading out in wisps that curled lazily around the surrounding landscape. Your ears were filled with the soft guitar riff of Dean’s favorite Led Zeppelin cassette. The scent surrounding you was that of old leather, whiskey, gun powder, and a swirling mixture of both Sam and Dean’s favorite colognes - in other words, it smelled like home.

You fixed your attention on Jack’s form. Your gaze swept over him, taking in every detail you possibly could. You noticed the way the tips of his fingers twitched in his dreaming state. You noticed the slight part of his lips as he let out soft, even breaths. You noticed each little freckle that dotted his skin. You noticed the way that his favorite red jacket was tugged up to tuck into his neck, as you knew he loved how the fluffy fabric felt comforting against his skin. You noticed it all.

Most of all, you noticed the way the light of the sunset behind him framed his form. The remaining rays trickled in through the car window, casting a gentle glow around his silhouette. The orange tendrils of light curled along his hair and tinted his dark brown curls a lighter, more fiery blonde color. The slant of his cheekbones was far more distinct in this lighting. The shadows of his face were dark and impressive, but somehow his features maintained his tender nature. In fact, you swore you could make out the shape of a halo at the crown of his hair. Everything about him and the way the sunset curved around him felt so celestial, so strong. Yet still he retained an air of care and love about him. He just looked so… Jack. And it was incredible.

-

“What do you mean you’re scared of the dark?” Dean asked in a teasing tone. An annoyed scowl formed in your lips and your arms wound around your own torso as you sought out as much comfort as you could get.

“Oh, shove it Winchester. We’re all scared of something. You wouldn’t be so cocky if we were in an airplane right now,” you shot back. You tried your best to hide the shake in the back of your throat, but you knew by the eldest brother’s deep chuckle that you hadn’t done as well as you had hoped.

“That’s because a plane crash will kill ya, and you just have to go down without a fight. Seriously, you’re a hunter, how are you afraid of the dark?”

You shuffled around from your place in one of the plush couches of the library. The darkness surrounding you curled its claws around your neck and began to squeeze, but you just shook your head in an attempt to fight it off. “I know what’s in the dark. I think we have more reason to hate the dark than anyone else does,” you insisted. You could practically see the stupid smirk on his face, and you wanted nothing more than to punch it right off.

Your knees tugged themselves up against your chest so you could wind your arms around them. Gazing into the endless darkness was unsettling no matter what, but to make things worse, you didn’t know what was really in the bunker. The last time something got out, the Wicked Witch tried to destroy Oz, and you weren’t too keen on fighting both your fear of the dark and another old fairy tale on the same day. Nope. Definitely not. You were much more comfortable sitting right where you were on the couch with your back pressed against the wall and your feet up off the ground so nothing could grab you from somewhere in the emptiness.

The sounds of shuffling coming from the winding corridors caused you to jump in fright. “Wh-who’s there?” You stuttered out, turning your head from one side to the other as if you could see who - or what - was making their way over to you.

Around the corner, the flame of a lit candle made itself visible, the light it emitted casting a soft golden glow over the surrounding few feet. “Dean? (Y/N)?” The soft, familiar voice of the nephilim called as he rounded the corner, candle in hand. Your heart jumped at the sight.

“Jack!” You cried out gratefully. You instantly flung yourself off of the couch, the balls of your feet barely hitting the floor with each step before you leaped forward again, all the way up until you made it to the man. You ducked underneath the candle and wrapped your arms around his waist, tugging him close to you in search of comfort.

The air in his lungs was exhaled with a huff upon impact. He raised the candle above his head to ensure the flame wouldn’t catch on your hair or clothing before he wrapped his free arm around your shoulders in a comforting - yet confused - manner. “Are you alright?” Jack asked with an edge of worry in his tone. You nodded against his chest.

“Yeah, yeah I’m good. Just… don’t like the dark. And Dean is mean to me.” Your accusation brought forth a cry of offense from Dean, which in turn caused you to chuckle into the material of Jack’s shirt, which you were still clinging to as if your life depended on it. Jack looked up to Dean in an ever-so-serious accusatory manner.

“Sam is working on getting the power back on still. He said he’s almost got it, but I should come check on you in case you were worried,” the nephilim explained, turning his gaze to you once again. You cast him a small smile and took a step back.

You coughed to clear your throat from the awkward silence that followed, much to Dean’s amusement. He indicated this with a rather unflattering snort that you would have demolished him for in other circumstances. Instead of tearing into the older hunter, you peered upwards at the man in front of you. “Well, thank you for coming to make sure we were alright. I don’t know how much more of Dean’s teasing I can take, especially when it’s too dark for me to even take a swing at him.”

A smile bloomed on Jack’s lips, and your expression brightened to match. He lowered the candle again, now that you were a safe distance away. You instantly found yourself mesmerized by the way the shadows shifted across his skin, accentuating the hills and valleys of his face in different ways based on where the flame sat.

The soft orange glow flickered in his irises. The light was just bright enough to illuminate his face, chest, and shoulders, but the rest of his body seemed to fade into the darkness all around you. A few strands of chestnut hair were still visible, and the light brought forth more details of his natural highlights than you had previously noticed. Overall, he looked warm and safe, and you found yourself shuffling to remain close to him with each movement. You would later insist to Dean that this behavior was a result of you wishing to remain close to the light, but deep down you knew what the true source of your comfort really was.

-

“They’ll never find you, y’know,” the young janitor insisted as he strolled leisurely around the empty space. Well, to be fair, this wasn’t really the janitor. The real man was likely off in some remote location with a slit throat like all the other poor vics you had come across in the coroner’s office on this particular case. No, this man was the shapeshifter you and the team had been hunting for the past week.

You weren’t entirely sure how you had gotten caught. Your plan was foolproof, at least it was all the way up until it wasn’t. Perhaps it really was never the best idea for the whole team to split up and have each of you going off on your own, but there were simply too many possible hotspots the shifter could have shown up to and not enough hunters to adequately cover them all. You were all hoping to figure out who the latest face claim was tonight, and had no intentions of moving in on the creature. Apparently it had far different plans.

All you could remember was an ear ringing thud against the back of your head before you woke up tied against one of the rickety support beams in an old abandoned warehouse close by where you had been conducting your personal search mission. An hour and a half had already passed, and you found yourself running low on snarky quips to fire back. The backhanded commentary about the cliched locale ran out of steam about thirty minutes ago, and he really wasn’t giving you much else to work off of.

This had clearly worn you down, and you wanted nothing more than to get back to the motel room, shower off the blood and dirt clinging to your skin, and collapse into bed. Of course, your idiotic friends would have to actually find you and save you before that could happen.

“If you were really that confident in them not finding me, then you wouldn’t feel the need to constantly remind me how hopeless it is,” you pointed out, shrugging nonchalantly. “But, whatever, that’s just psychology or whatever. I’m sure the world renowned Winchesters will be completely fooled by you, some random back alley shifter with a thing for the dramatics.”

The noise that ripped from the man’s throat could only be described as a growl; it was a bit too human to be an animal, but just animalistic enough to not feel human either. All in all, it was utterly unsettling, and you found your feet shuffling around in discomfort. “Shut up,” he snarled. His lip curled upwards to bare his teeth, an act that seemed out of place when the pearly whites being revealed were the dull, omnivorous ones of a human being. You quirked a brow in question.

The shifter twirled the knife in his hand as he made his way over to where you stood. The cool metal of the blade was chilling against the skin of your neck, and you pressed your back into the wooden beam behind you in an attempt to retreat from his threat. “For someone about to die, you sure do talk a lot,” he hissed. You winced against the scent of tobacco and cheap liquor clinging to his breath.

“Well,” you muttered, mustering a smirk despite yourself. “For an evil mastermind who wants to kill me, you sure are taking your precious time.” Perhaps goading a mentally unstable form changing monster into killing you wasn’t the best course of action, but it was the only comeback your brain could think of as you felt the kiss of his knife against your bared throat.

“Oh, sweetheart, I’m just letting you simmer for a while,” the shifter hummed. He raised the knife to brush a lock of hair from your eyes before trailing it down the side of your face. Your fists clenched from their place tied behind your back. “That fear in your eyes, the fear you’re trying to hide from me, it’s… thrilling. You act so high and mighty, you act like you’re the one in control here, but all it would take is one… little…” The knife in his hand trailed down the column of your throat and paused just over your heart, where he pressed down the flat of the blade just enough that the edges dug into your skin. “Slip.” On that word, he flicked his wrist, drawing a line of scarlet blood along your chest. You hissed out in pain.

“Oh, screw you, man,” you muttered through clenched teeth. He gave a dark chuckle and ran his knife through the stream of blood trickling down your skin.

He opened his mouth to reply, but before he could, a bang sounded from behind him. “Jack, wait!” Sam Winchester’s gruff voice called. The old, dilapidated door of the warehouse opened and slammed against the wall, revealing the young nephilim’s fuming form in the doorway.

“Jack!” You cried out in desperation. His gaze flickered over you momentarily, scanning your injuries and growing darker and darker with each new one he found. At the sight of the knife still being held against your chest, Jack’s eyes went alight.

“Stop!” He shouted, throwing his hand out in front of him and sending golden beams of his grace towards your attacker, who went flying far from gracefully across the empty room. His body slammed into one of the support beams, causing the wood to crack and splinter.

Sam and Dean came barreling into the warehouse after Jack, guns and knives at the ready. Sam wasted no time before rushing towards you, slicing through the rope around your wrists with his blade and catching you in his arms when your legs collapsed beneath you. You sighed and settled into his grasp, turning your eyes to Jack’s squared shoulders as he made his way to the crumpled form of the shifter.

Dean stepped forward to help the nephilim, but with a wave of Sam’s hand, he held his place and watched from afar instead. Jack’s entire body seemed to glow with his grace, his eyes a brilliantly bright gold unlike anything you had ever seen from the man. His jaw was set in determination as he reached a hand down and gripped the shifter’s shirt collar. He dragged the struggling man a few feet to the wall, where he slammed him against the ramshackled wooden planks.

“You should never have touched them,” he spat menacingly. Golden irises swept over the shifter’s body in disgust. The veins in Jack’s arm took up his signature glow as well, the light travelling up to his hand, where it seemed to sizzle against the shifter’s skin. An ear splitting cry ripped from the man’s throat, his legs thrashing wildly in an attempt to escape, but Jack made no move to let go. He simply tightened his grip and continued on. The shadow of two large wings spanned out along the wall, each wing easily seeming to be at least twice as large as Jack himself. They flared out in a way one could only describe as threatening, and for the first time in your life, you could understand the fear others seemed to have when they spoke of Jack Kline. The golden glow emanating from his being sent the hairs along your arms and at the back of your neck standing on end. Never had you seen Jack so… frightening. You tended to spend most of your time around the man cooing over his soft spoken nature and kind smiles. Seeing the full extent of the nephilim’s powers felt like being thrown into a bath of ice water. This truly was a being of immense strength and unimaginable power, and that fact was being thrown in your face quite suddenly.

“Jack!” You called out, voice wavering slightly in fright of the sight of such a cool and collected man in a state like this. He froze at the sound of your voice and turned his eyes to you. His grip loosened ever so slightly and his face fell as he realized what was wrong. He blinked away what he could of his anger and shifted his hand to the man’s forehead, sending one last blast of his grace to smite the shifter on the spot. The body crumpled to the floor, burnt out eyes gazing into nothing.

Jack turned on his heel and made it over to you in a few long strides. His hands reached out and he took you from Sam without a second thought. The golden glow in Jack’s eyes still had not disappeared entirely as he scanned over your injuries. His brow furrowed in unease at the sight of the various bruises and cuts marring your skin. Slowly, he raised a hand up to your cheek and pressed his palm against you. His grace flooded over your body, surrounding you in a warmth and comfort that felt so utterly Jack. Your injuries burned briefly as the grace touched them, but the discomfort was gone as quickly as it came.

At some point during the exchange, it seemed that your eyes had closed on their own volition. You allowed them to open once more, and they locked on to the fading light surrounding Jack’s pupils. Neither of you said a word, you just pulled him towards you and buried your face in his chest.

-

You tugged your jacket closer to your body against the chill of the late night winds. The tell tale splash of yet another rock being tossed incorrectly into the lake could be heard clearly as it echoed through the trees. A chuckle escaped your lips, an the nephilim by the shoreline pouted in response.

“I just don’t get it!” He complained, hanging his head low as he shuffled over to you. Your smile practically split your face at this point.

“Jack, it’s all about the technique. Plus, you have to get the right kind of rock. Make sure the rock is flat. Like…” Your eyes scanned over the rocks all around your feet until you found one that suited your needs. “This one!” You plucked it out of the mess and held it up to Jack for him to inspect. He turned it over in his fingers, brushing over the rock’s surface and giving an understanding nod.

“Okay,” he hummed in acknowledgement. “What next?”

You reached down and grabbed another similar rock that would suit your needs before standing upright once more. “Next, you want to crouch down a little, get yourself closer to the surface of the water, you know?” You do so as you speak, and Jack slowly moves to follow. “Turn to the side…” He shuffled so his side is facing the water. “Now, from here, you need to throw the rock as close to matching the surface of the water as you can, throw it kinda sideways, and flick your wrist.” With a quick flick of your wrist, the rock skids over the water and hops one, two, three times before it finally drops beneath the surface entirely.

You stood to your full height and turned around to face Jack, who had his arm wound back in preparation and a look of utter determination in his eyes. A small smile graced your lips at the sight. The light of the full moon illuminated his features in a soft, innocent glow. This setting felt so much different from the usual yellow tinted bulbs back in the bunker. The natural white light conveyed a sense of purity you had yet to see of him, but once it has been seen, the image will surely never leave you. His hair was pushed back to ensure there would be no distractions during such an important moment. Your gaze followed his arm as he flicked his wrist forward, sending the rock hurtling along the water. The ripples of the stone against the surface distorted his reflection, and you felt a small sense of pride when you saw how it bounced up and hit the water again with a splash.

“I did it!” He cried in victory, jumping up with a look of sheer joy.

You smiled back and nodded, trying your best to match his excitement. This proved to be an easy task, as anything pertaining to Jack and his happiness brought you joy. “You did! That was great, Jack!” You praised. He took a step towards you and pulled you close to him, wrapping his arms around you in a grateful embrace. Just like that day in the warehouse, you found yourself easing into his arms without a second thought. You slumped against him and pressed your face into his neck, glad to simply bathe in his presence and nothing more. The light of the moon cascaded down upon the pair of you, casting a line of white over the surface of the water. You trailed your eyes down the path of moonlight until your gaze rested on the still rippling reflection of your embrace. A smile settled itself on your lips, and you allowed your eyes to flutter shut.

-

He wasn’t supposed to run off. He was supposed to stay with the group. Where did he go? Why did he run off? Why did he run off?

Your panicked gaze scanned over your wooded surroundings in hopes of spotting the familiar nephilim, but it was to no avail. This hunt was lasting longer than it was supposed to. The last rays of the day were disappearing and the streams of sunlight that once ran through the treetops were quickly being replaced by a shroud of dark night sky.

A scream of his name bubbled up in your throat, and it took everything in you to force it back down and continue your quiet search. You could hardly even hear the shuffling of the rest of the team around you over the pounding of your heart in your ears. You tightened your grip on the handle of your gun, hovering your pointer finger over the trigger in case of an emergency. The bullets loaded into the gun wouldn’t do much good against the wendigo lurking somewhere in those woods, but you held on to the hope that you would be able to distract the thing long enough to molotov the son of a bitch.

“I just don’t understand why he would go off on his own like that,” you muttered aloud, voice audibly shaking with unease. Dean let out a sigh.

“You know how the kid has been lately. He hasn’t felt the same since he came back without his mojo. He’s probably trying to prove he’s still valuable to the team,” the older hunter explained. He kept his voice as quiet as possible so as not to disturb the bloodthirsty monster hiding in the shadows, but even at such a low volume his baritone seemed to echo endlessly through the trees. You winced at the idea of the wendigo perched atop one of the many branches looming overhead, simply listening to your conversation and waiting for the right time to strike.

You let out a frustrated huff. “He doesn’t have to prove a thing. We all know he’s a valuable asset to the team. Plus, he’s family.”

From the corner of your eye, you saw Sam nod his head, his chin length hair swaying with his movements. “Of course we know that, but I don’t think he’s trying to prove it to us. He’s doing this to prove it to himself.”

Your heart constricted at that. Jack didn’t believe he was capable without his powers, and now he was risking his life to make a point to himself. You swallowed the rising lump in your throat and blinked away the sting of would-be tears. This wasn’t the time to get emotional.

Your search seemed fruitless, and soon enough you found yourself unable to see past a few feet in the darkened woods. Castiel’s eyes shone a bright blue, the only light you could make out in the otherwise almost pitch black night. The moon provided little comfort from its place shrouded behind the tops of the trees. A chilling wind swept through the forest floor, sending an unnerving chill down your spine.

“Can you see anything, Cas?” You asked the angel, whose eyes flickered back and forth across the landscape. He furrowed his brow in frustration.

“I can’t find any signs of Jack’s presence. No trail of footprints, no broken branches, nothing to indicate where he might have gone.”

This answer was unhelpful, but exactly what you expected. Jack might be practically human now, but he isn’t a fool. He knows how to cover his tracks like the best of them. Castiel continued to examine the terrain, being the only one of the four of you who could still manage to see. Meanwhile, you followed close behind and tuned your ears in to listen for anything suspicious. It didn’t go over your head that there was still a ravenous wendigo prowling around, and three blinded hunters would surely be a tempting meal to the beast. If it wasn’t stalking Jack, then you had no doubts that its eyes were on you. To be entirely honest, you weren’t sure which option made your stomach turn more.

You had just taken another step forward when you heard the scream. Jack’s voice. Undeniably, that was Jack’s voice. “Help!” He sobbed, the piercing sound bouncing off the trees. “Please help me!”

It took less than a second for you to turn and dash in the direction of the disturbance. The cries of your friends behind you, begging you to stop were drowned out in favor of pushing all of your energy forward. A hand made a grab for your jacket. You yanked the material away in one smooth motion.

Once a set of fingers wrapped around your elbow and pulled backwards, that was when the world came flooding back to your senses. Your body tumbled to the cold dirt floor. Your limbs scrambled to right yourself and continue on, but you were ultimately stopped by a pair of arms curling around your waist and lifting you up and away.

“Sam, let go of me!” You pleaded as you continued to thrash in his hold. His grip only tightened. “Sam, please! I need to save him!”

“I can’t let you do that!” His voice sounded pained, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care at that point.

“Why not?” You hissed through your teeth. Frustrations were mounting and anger bubbled up deep within your chest. “We can’t just leave him! He’s gonna die, I can’t lose him! We can’t lose him!”

“God, this is like trying to keep Jack from barging into that warehouse to save them all over again,” Dean muttered. His hands worked to keep you still, and your legs worked double time to kick him away. “Dammit, stop that!”

“No! Let me go!”

“(Y/N), have you forgotten what we’re hunting in the first place?” Castiel butted in. “This is a wendigo, their mimicry of human voices is perfect. We can’t trust anything we hear!” His tone begged you to understand. It told you how upset the situation made him as well. The amount of pain he felt from being unable to save the boy he sees as a son was clearly audible. And it made you even angrier.

“Sam, I’m sorry about this.”

A pause. “Wait, what?”

Without another word, you threw your elbow back to meet his chin. His hold on you released instantly, and as soon as your feet touched the ground, you were off. You could no longer hear their shouts. You couldn’t hear the pounding of your feet against the leaves and branches littered beneath your boots. You couldn’t hear your heaving breaths. All that registered in your mind was the pumping of the blood in your ears and the memories of Jack’s cry for help. Maybe it was the wendigo, but if it was, then it knew Jack. And now you had no doubt in your mind that it planned to go after Jack first. Maybe you were running straight into the monster’s trap, but if there was even the slightest chance that you could kill this thing before it set a claw on Jack Kline, you were going to take it.

Your search brought you to the mouth of a cave. All you could make out was the rock’s shape around a gaping, pitch black hole. Carefully, you tucked your gun in the waistband of your pants and replaced it with your lighter in one hand and your homemade molotov bottle in the other. In a few quick flicks the lighter sparked to life. Upon waving the flame over the ground outside the cave, a few old splotches of blood became very apparent, and your hunter instincts kicked into overdrive. This was the wendigo’s lair. There was no doubt about that.

You took silent steps into the cave. The humid air held the unmistakable scent of rotten flesh and the metallic tang of blood, new and old. You swallowed down the bile that threatened to creep up your throat and continued on. The shake that previously overtook your hands was long gone now, replaced by the deadly, steady accuracy of your rage.

Your venture took you deeper and deeper into the cavern. The farther in you got, the heavier the stench became in your nose, and it took all you had not to gag on each breath. The air was stale and the ground was just damp enough to utter a soft squish each time your boots sunk into the dirt. The cave took a sharp turn, and you pressed your back against the wall before swinging out around the corner with your lighter and bottle outstretched and at the ready. What you saw, however, wasn’t the wendigo, but a clearly winded Jack Kline pressed against the wall where the cave hits a dead end.

His eyes met yours and instantly you saw the fear filling his body. “No, you shouldn’t be here!” He cried out, struggling to his feet with one hand planted firmly on the rock wall.

Your jaw clenched at the sight of crimson staining his left pant leg, the denim clearly torn where the wendigo must have slashed at him to immobilize him. “Where is it?” You growled out. Jack opened his mouth to reply, but stopped short when the sound of skittering claws rang from behind you. You turned around in just enough time to see the beast swipe a hand at you. It sent you flying into the far wall of the space. Your grip on the bottle and lighter tightened as your back slammed against the stone. Pain exploded in your side, and only once you felt the blood soaking into your shirt did you realize it was coming from the large gash along your torso.

The wendigo let out a ferocious snarl as it stalked towards Jack, seeming ready for a meal now that it had stocked up on a new victim to keep for later. Blood trickled down your neck from where the back of your head had connected with the wall, and the pounding sensation sent your vision swirling and fading in and out. You couldn’t see much, but from what you made out of the creature raising its claws to strike Jack down, you were ready to jump into action.

One flick of the lighter seemed to be enough this time, and you barely gave the cloth enough time to catch the fire before you screamed out, “Duck!” and hurled both objects, molotov and lighter combined, in the direction of the monster. Jack dived towards you to the best of his ability with an injured leg. The molotov connected with the wendigo’s calf, the glass shattering and allowing the fire to spread to consume its entire frame.

You closed your eyes against the sudden light and turned to face Jack, who now sat next to you against the wall. Your hand reached out to instinctively cover Jack’s face from the flames, only to find that he, too, had turned to face you. You kept your hand in place on the side of his head. Your fingers curled into his hair and your palm pressed against his cheek in an effort to ground yourself.

Slowly, you opened your eyes to take in Jack’s features. The flickering orange flames illuminated his tousled mop of waves. With the fire placed where it was, only one side of the boy’s face was visible, but from what you could see, his skin was blotched with a layer of dirt. Some patches of skin were also coated in the telltale crimson of blood, while others were tinted a deep purple with an oncoming bruise. A distinct line ran down from his eye to curve around his chin, the path his tears continued to take along his cheek. His eyes fluttered open, a red tint surrounding the blue of his iris. The orange glow of the fire flickered in his glassy pupils. His eyes were wide and his pupils were blown like a frightened animal. His bottom lip pouted out, only adding to the image of a scared little boy being built in your mind.

His frame shook so heavily that you could see the shadow behind him quivering as well. He was scared - no, he was terrified. He was beaten, bruised, clawed, and thrown around, but all you could see was that he was alive. And in a moment of absolute clarity and overwhelming relief, you did the only thing you could think to do. You placed your palms against his cheeks and pulled him towards you into a kiss. He let out a gasp against your lips, but melted into the kiss only a moment later. He shuffled as close to you as he possibly could. His hands clutched desperately at your shirt and tugged every so often as if he wanted you even closer. Your hands drifted to the back of his head and your fingers curled through his hair. You gripped at the roots with just enough force to remind him that you were there, and you weren’t going anywhere.

By the time you both broke away from each other, Sam, Dean, and Castiel were stood over the flaming wendigo. The brothers’ chests heaved with the exertion of their run, and each of the three men wore expressions of mixed relief and understanding. Your cheeks flushed at the sight of the bruise forming on Sam’s chin. Dean let out a huff and shook his head to remind you that you would be getting a lecture for what you had done, but kept his speaking tone soft and clear of judgement for the time being.

“Come on, lovebirds. Let’s get you two patched up.”

-

You lounged lazily across the couch in what Dean had deemed his “Dean cave.” You had mentioned your favorite movie the other day in passing, and Jack had seemed quite interested in the subject, having never seen the film before. When Sam and Dean went out on a local salt and burn with just the pair of them, you decided that would be the perfect chance for you to introduce the ex-nephilim to your world. After mentioning the idea to Castiel and wondering if he had seen it before, he told you that he knew about it from the information Metatron gave him, but held no personal memories or thoughts on the subject. He seemed glad to join yourself and Jack on your movie night, and you were more than prepared to have a nice, calm night with your favorite celestial beings.

The room was dark except for the soft glow of the DVD’s menu screen on the flat screen Dean had splurged on a few weeks prior. You were grateful that you no longer had to crowd around someone’s laptop for movie nights, and the dedicated room for relaxation was a necessary add in to the bunker after everything you all had to deal with. You fiddled with the remote in one hand, your arm spread out towards the TV as it hung off the couch.

Castiel sat upright in one of the comfy old recliners placed on either side of the couch. His hands rested on his knees and a soft smile settled on his lips. His cobalt gaze swept over you in amusement and a bit of wonder. “(Y/N),” he addressed into the silent air. As usual in these situations, he kept his tone soft.

You looked up at him, your vision of him upside down from your position. “What’s up, Cas?”

“I was just wondering,” he began, fiddling with his thumbs. “We haven’t had a talk in a while.”

You paused a moment to think. “We have, Cas. We usually have a talk at least once a week. We had one a couple days ago, right?” You reminded him. Your brows were furrowed in confusion. Castiel gave a quick nod.

“Yes, I suppose, but I more so meant we haven’t had a talk about a specific subject in quite a while.” His rephrasing cleared up little in your mind, but from the look in his eyes, he was expecting you to come to some sort of understanding.

Your eyes wandered the room as you continued to rack your brain for a clue. “Do I get any hints? Am I allowed to phone a friend?” You joked casually.

Now it was Cas’s turn to furrow his brows. His gave his signature head tilt as he spoke. “I… don’t see how calling a colleague might help in this situation, but…” He trailed off and shook his head in dismissal. “What I mean is, you seem to have lost interest in the lore on human souls. I simply find it peculiar how you have stopped asking about wishing to see them and wondering what they look like so suddenly. I hope you know that you are not bothering me when you ask things like that.” His tone held an apologetic edge to it, as if afraid that he had seemed to disinterested and had scared you off of the subject. A smile found its way onto your face at the thought. Castiel, angel of the lord, worried he made you feel bad about your interests and curiosity.

“No, Cas, I know. You’re always very patient with me during our talks, and I really appreciate that. It’s just… I don’t know. I guess I kinda… understand it now?” You tried to clear things up, but it came out sounding more like a question than an answer.

“How so?”

You gave a vague shrug. You dropped the remote onto your stomach and picked absentmindedly at your nails, trying to hide the crimson blush creeping up your cheeks in the low light available. Around anyone else you would be certain that they could not see such a thing, but you knew better with Castiel. His vision that night in the woods was proof enough that he could see in the dark without issue. “I guess I just… I understand how you can just… tell what someone is like through something as simple as a light. I understand that feeling of looking at something and understanding how it’s feeling. I used to think that a light couldn’t possibly be enough, that a soul can’t be made up of something so simple, but I guess I figured out how complex it can really be. Complex, but still… really beautiful. And good. And pure. And sure, maybe sometimes it’s a little scary, but at the end of the day, it stands for power and beauty and life, and that’s pretty amazing.” You trailed off of your tangent with a cough. Your cheeks were on fire, and you could practically feel Cas’s gaze burning holes in your head. “Or, like, something like that. I guess. Whatever, it’s not important.”

The angel opened his mouth to reply, but at that moment Jack opened the door with a bowl of freshly popped popcorn in hand and a bright smile on his face. He raised the bowl in celebration. “I didn’t burn it this time!” He cheered in victory. You grinned.

“That’s great, Jack! Now get over here, and let’s get this movie started.” You raised your head up just enough so he could sit down before dropping it back down onto his lap. He placed the bowl on the coffee table to free up his hands so he could begin running them through your hair.

You wouldn’t notice the way Castiel’s gaze lingered on you both for the better portion of the movie. You wouldn’t notice the way he picked out each little social cue Dean had taught him about romance all those years ago. You wouldn’t notice the pleased smile that would tug at the corners of his lips when he realized that this was real. But you would notice the way Jack’s face would change with each twist of the plot. You would notice the way the dull light from the TV cast a perfectly cut shadow to define his jawline. You would notice how different he looked in the different color palettes present in different scenes. You would notice how the shadows across his face danced and shifted each time he would lean down to plant a random kiss on your lips, cheek, or forehead. You would always notice these things, because that was Jack Kline’s soul. Every little flicker of the light across his skin, every shadow along the curves of his body, every glint in his eyes, everything you saw was a part of who he is. And in your eyes, who he is is the most gorgeous thing you’ve ever seen.

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Summery: Who would want a killer as a soul mate? Ryan asked himself every time he saw his mark. All he could hope for was his match was happy without him, that they would never meet.

Warnings: Minor mentions of wounds, panic attacks

Word Count: 3158

Ryan’s just out of high school the first time he kills a man. It was a sloppy, bloody affair really and he doesn’t feel even a twinge of regret for it though he knows he’s supposed to. His hands are shaking but not from remorse, rather the after effects of a pleasant adrenaline rush. In fact he feels fantastic up until the moment he peels his bloodied shirt off to shower and catches a glance at himself in the mirror. The mark on his shoulder was as bold and stationary as ever. He had never taken into consideration this possibility; really his soul mate was the last thing on his mind when he sliced through a man.

See, soul mate marks weren’t immovable permanent things. People are capable of change even to such a degree that a person that once would have brought out the best in them no longer do. Not only that, but people can die and people can turn so sour to the world that all they want to do is cause harm. Marks are as malleable as a human soul itself is. Some people’s mark with reform a multitude of times in their life where some stay static until the day they die. Even still there were some whose mark never stayed in one form, an ever shifting amorphous blob. That is what Ryan fully expects to see in the mirror, a swirling shape that never stills. Yet it’s the same shape as always and it’s making him sick to his stomach to look at.

~~~

Jeremy is one hundred and fifty job applications, a year’s worth of customer service work, and thousands of dollars of student debt deep into hell. Half dead from a slew of fifteen hour shifts, he finally got a day off. He spent this rare break with his friend Matt; though they worked at the same store they rarely saw each other between rushing around making up for the sorely understaffed lines. Surrounded by mountain of takeout boxes and a few open two liter bottles they played Halo in relative silence, after days upon days of forced social interaction neither of them wanted to talk just for the sake of talking. So when Matt spoke it very nearly startled him.

“We’re gonna die being screamed at about expired coupons and cleaning up spilled cereal, aren’t we?”  Matt’s eyes were still fixed on the TV as he spoke.

“I mean… it’s not how I want to go but right now it’s looking like that or dying on the streets instead,” Jeremy shrugged, maybe it was just exhaustion but the idea of that life brought nothing but apathy today.

“Just want stable money, time to get some sleep, and maybe someday time to find whoever has a matching mark,”

“Around here you’d have to be a hit man to live a life like that,”

“Let’s do it,” Matt suggested, glancing at Jeremy. He couldn’t decide if it was a joke or not. “I mean, for all the cynical shit you’re saying right now I know you’re actually starry eyed and dreaming about that right?”

They might have been joking around, but Matt’s words rang true on more than one level. For one, in a city teeming with criminals it was clear to see that could be the easier way to make a living. Jeremy kept up with the news of crew activity, not out of fear for himself but out of some morbid curiosity. He never once mentioned it to anyone but he may or may not have been just a bit of a fanboy of Fake AH, their new and creative ways of wreaking havoc were strangely exhilarating to read about.

Then there was the second bit of what Matt was talking about, secure life, happily living with a soul mate, all that idealist stuff. Jeremy wanted to claim he didn’t think too much about it. He didn’t want to be one of those weirdos that devoted their whole lives to finding their match only to discover their soul mate wasn’t into the idea at all. But hope was persistent and about as easy to crush as a boulder. He couldn’t help imagining what it’d be like. He never ventured to guess what they might look like, or even gender. Still, he could imagine someone he felt safe with, someone he could joke with, where trust was just intrinsic and where things just worked.

Jeremy paused the game, giving no explanation. He thought about it for a second before tugging on the neck of his shirt to show the mark on his shoulder, staring at it for a long moment. He didn’t have any problem letting Matt see it, he didn’t particularly care if anyone saw it actually.

“It’s been the same shape my whole life. I dunno man, think whoever my soul mate is would be cool with me living a life of crime?” He joked.

~~~

A year and a half later Jeremy’s no longer working in Retail Hell. He’s running prep jobs for heist by the very crew he used to admire from afar. It’s not glamorous but it pays well enough he can move into a better apartment and adopt a cat and not worry about food. He and Matt didn’t become hit men like they once joked about but they both slipped into the life of crime easily. Turns out Jeremy had a real knack for this stuff and a flair for the dramatic that fit right in with the crew. The longer he stayed on, the more he got to talk with the main crew. He could dogpile onto their teasing bullying, and take his lumps when the teasing turned on him. Much to Gavin’s glee, Jeremy would take any bet thrown at him regardless the price set on it.

It was a surprise to no one but Jeremy himself the day that Geoff offered him a spot in the main crew.

What was a surprise to everyone however was how well he clicked with Ryan.

It started small, with Ryan’s willingness to take off his mask around Jeremy. Then little things like making sure Jeremy was actually okay after some of the more wild and demanding bets, or kind hellos when he walked in the room and taking Jeremy’s side when the typical teasing picked up. Soon enough it was more than that, any partnered job they worked together on. Ryan got quicker and quicker to move to Jeremy’s side when they had to pair up. As it turned out Jeremy had bloodlust to match Ryan’s. They were Battle Buddies through and through.

~~~

Ryan has shown his mark willingly to exactly one person since he was seventeen years old. He wasn’t the quickest to trust people and was shier than he’d ever admit. He held the heavy weight of knowing he was too screwed up to deserve anyone. Fake AH were the first people to ever break through the wall he built up, after all they were all remarkably screwed up too. So he built tentative connections with them, laughed with them, played their silly games, even eventually taking his mask off around them. Still some things were off limits, physically he kept his distance, and anytime soul mate marks were mentioned he left the room.

The first person to see his mark wasn’t in the crew at all.

Bars generally weren’t Ryan’s favorite place to be, but every other Friday he went to a different one. It wasn’t for the drinks or the atmosphere, yet there he sat in a dimly lit and busy bar on a Friday night. It was five minutes later when someone took a seat right next to him, he didn’t need look to see who it was. As per usual, before even greeting him Meg ordered him a Diet Coke, and herself an actual cocktail.

“Want to give any drinks a try tonight, big guy?” She asked Ryan. They came here to people watch, find any fun leads to follow or useful information. But along with that they had a long standing game of seeing if there were any alcoholic drinks he actually liked. So far one ice cream based drink and fruity champagne were the only ones he deemed tolerable.

Ryan shook his head. "No thanks. Spare me the torture. You’re on a streak of picking the ickiest ones,”

“Aw, you’re no fun Rye,”

Ryan rolled his eyes, but even his face concealed he surely was smiling. He knew she wasn’t actually pressuring him into it.

They’d been casually watching people and chatting for an hour when the topic changed in a way Ryan dreaded.

“You have any idea who your soul mate is?” The question had him freezing up and glancing at the nearest exit, calculating possible escapes.

Meg noticed his reaction, but took it in stride. “I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours.” She winked jokingly, frowning when he remained frozen.

“Hey it’s okay. What, are you afraid you’ll actually show your soul mate it?” For as distant as he liked to try to be, maybe that made sense that he’d be afraid. His slight nod confirmed it.

“Okay, here then.” She turned, lifting her shirt slightly to show the mark on her hip. “Not matching right? So you’ve got nothing to worry about,” The way his shoulders relaxed told her she’d been right to do this. “Though we could totally go to one of those psychics that do mark readings, they can just tell us we were meant to be best friends,”

“You know those are a hoax.” At least he was calm enough to bicker again.

“Still’s fun though. But I guess we don’t need them to tell us what we already know.”

“I’ll… show you, just not here okay?”

Meg was the first person to see Ryan’s mark and the first person to understand that he feared for the day he met his match.

It was the first time Ryan admitted to himself that he was scared.

~~~

Everything was okay between Ryan and Jeremy until it wasn’t. Battle Buddies were going strong, and then there was the job that went all wrong. They were laid out on the side of the road, both worse for wear but Ryan was holding onto consciousness a whole lot better than Jeremy was. He rolled over onto his knees and inched his way over to Jeremy, things didn’t look good. There were pieces of shrapnel littering his body and a concerning amount of blood pooling up. Ryan did whatever he could, ripping away what was left of Jeremy’s shirt to try and find the worst source of the bleeding. For a split second his eyes rested on that oh so familiar mark on Jeremy’s shoulder and his blood ran could. No, he couldn’t think about this right now, this was a problem for another time, if ever there would be another time.

Jeremy couldn’t figure out what he did wrong. Ryan wouldn’t even look in his direction anymore. At first it just made Jeremy antsy, he tried to tell himself he was being paranoid, Ryan must just need his space he tried to tell himself.  But then anytime Jeremy walked into the room, Ryan would walk right out regardless of what he was in the middle of.

The third time it happened the lads and Ryan were the penthouse squabbling over a game when Jeremy walked in. Ryan froze, almost mechanically dropping his controller, standing up and walking out of the room.

“What’d you do him?” Gavin asked, squeaking when that question earned him an elbow to the ribs from Michael.

Jeremy crumpled, the mountain of paranoia and guilt that’d been building up toppled over on him. Some days it was hard to believe anyone in the crew liked him, though those days happened less and less as he established himself as one of them. Now all that fear came flooding back, did any of them even like him? Had Ryan just been keeping up pretenses the entire time and was sick of him now?

Michael was quick to put an arm around Jeremy, dragging him over to the couch. “Hey, don’t listen to him. Ryan’s just being a moody dick, you know how he gets.”

“Yeah… didn’t mean that, bet he’s just making a whole stink. I mean he spent a month shooting me with BBs every time I walked in the room, he’s just got odd ideas right?” Gavin wasn’t the most reassuring but he tried, wrapping an arm around Jeremy as while to pile up on them.

~~~

It doesn’t get worse. In fact there are brief moments where Jeremy thinks things are getting better between the two of them again. When Ryan stops running out of the room at the very sight of him, or when actually makes eye contact with Jeremy again. But it doesn’t get any better than that for months.

Four months later they’re partnered together for a job once again. It’s absolutely Geoff’s doing, he’s sick of seeing this miserable, passive fight going on. Ryan was stiff as a board and all the worry Jeremy had been combating for months crept back up on him. Neither of them could keep this up.

They drove in silence; as much as Jeremy wanted to turn on the radio and drown it all out he just dug his nails into his palm instead. When they parked it was suddenly all too much for him, he finally broke.

“What’s going on with you, man?”

Ryan didn’t respond, he gripped the steering wheel tighter even though they were motionless.

“Did I do something, did I say something, what?”

Still there was no response.

“I don’t understand what I did wrong,”

“Nothing it’s-it’s nothing. Let’s just do our job,” Ryan got out of the car, slamming the door on his way out. At least Jeremy couldn’t see his face.

Ryan had been caught in a whirlwind of panicked thoughts for months. He had never wanted to find his soul mate, no one should have to be his soul mate. Yet here his match was, and strangely, painfully, it all made sense. They fit together so well. Ryan couldn’t deny how terrified he’d been when he thought Jeremy might die, or how he practically melted anytime he heard the other laugh even now when things were so tense, hearing Jeremy from a distance did things to Ryan. It really did make sense. Here was someone in the same line of work as him, someone who got the same thrill from the kill and from the destruction left behind. They were both messed up, but that didn’t make this any easier after years of telling himself he wasn’t worth it.

They hardly said a word to each other during the job. It was tense up until the moment things turned into a big and bloody fight. There was no room for tension between them then, they were in their element and for the first time in months felt right in standing side by side.

“Starting to look like Battle Buddies are bad luck huh? Second time in a row we got caught.” Jeremy laughed as he said that, favoring his left side a little where he definitely had a few bruised ribs.

Ryan looked worse, he had a nasty slash across his torso, and though mostly superficial it still bled a fair bit. To Jeremy’s surprise, he actually chuckled though.

“We’re both conscious though, that’s a plus.”

“Not for long if you let that keep bleeding. You should probably get that shirt off. It’s got other people’s blood on it, not exactly what you want in an open wound.” The shirt was pretty much in tatters anyways, practically falling off of Ryan. In fact… no, Jeremy told himself he was seeing things, that the adrenaline high was making him jittery and weird because he could have sworn he saw…

Ryan’s hand immediately covered the exposed mark with a rushed slap that had to have stung.

Maybe he wasn’t hallucinating after all, Jeremy thought. That was the last thought he had before crossing the few feet distance between the two of them and wrenching Ryan’s hand away to get a clear look. He was shaking, staring at the twin of his own mark, momentarily unaware that Ryan was frozen in panic.

“You knew,” It wasn’t an accusation, but rather like Jeremy was thinking out loud. Suddenly his shock and wonder turned sour.

“Why didn’t you just say something? If you don’t believe in the marks, if you didn’t want to be with me then you could’ve just said it! You didn’t need to hate me for it.”

“I don- I didn’t- I… can’t breathe,” There was no escape and Ryan didn’t know what to do.

Concern tempered Jeremy’s hurt and anger somewhat. Taking inventory of the situation he could say this could be going better; they were standing in an alleyway, both injured, and Ryan was having a panic attack.

“Okay, uh, let’s just get back to the car, kay?” Jeremy’s words were softer now, putting a hand on Ryan’s back he lead the way to where they’d parked.

He grabbed a towel from the trunk for Ryan to put pressure on his wound. This time he took the driver’s seat and this time he turned on the radio.  He didn’t speak for a long time, not until Ryan’s breathing was slow and even, and not until he was sure he could speak without sounding like he was on the verge of tears.

“I’m sorry. Y’know for getting grabby there, making you show me it when you didn’t want to,”

There’s a long moment where only radio ads fill the silence before Ryan speaks.  “I’m bad at this. I don’t hate you.”

“What’s going on then?”

“I shouldn’t have a mark.”

Jeremy turned then, half climbing out of his seat to lean over Ryan. “If you’re seriously implying that because of your job you don’t deserve someone I’m going to lose it I swear. Because hi, I’m Jeremy Dooley, I kill for a living too, I enjoy it, and oh hey, I’m also your soul mate would you look at that?”

Ryan laughed weakly to himself, taking his mask off. Hearing that out loud grounded him. “Is it better if I just say I’m scared?” There wasn’t a lie in that, he was trying to smile but he looked terrified.

“If you’ll stop running, yeah man, I can work with that. We can leave digging into what scares you for another day, but I don’t want to lose you.”

“I’m sorry for all of that. I won’t run.” Ryan hesitated before snaking his arms around Jeremy for a hug. It probably caused more pain than would normally be worth it with Jeremy’s ribs and Ryan’s gash, but right now neither of them cared.

[sunnysidewrites]

Lawyer!Woozi

Requested by anon: Woozi for lawyer!au Hehe thanks! 

This was one of the more popular choices when yall voted! I was sure that woozi aus weren’t that popular but my street musician au blew up?? as did this au when people voted??? ever since i made this blog you guys have never ceased to amaze me I LOVE YOU ALL!!! I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS PIECE FROM YOUR FAV MOM!!!

warnings: a Manly Jihoon that turns into a Blushy Jihoon with bad jokes

Ok yall im in mock trial so this is some real legit stuffz but i don’t know everything so it’s obviously not completely accurate!

This au got quite a lot of votes, a lot more than i expected

Here we will explore the concept of Manly Jihoon

Let’s get moving!!!!!

You’ve been in your current law firm for a few years now

You ain’t even an attorney you just file papers rip

You’re like i am s O D ON E with this job hahahah :)))))

Your office job is like the typical ones you hear about that make you wanna yawn bc they’re just sO B OR I N G

#savereader2k17

Additionally to your office job, you’re also lowkey a personal assistant for the one and only,,,,,,

You guessed it

Lee Jihoon

The bEST of the best attorneys ever to exist, at least for the defense

We’re talking about high-scale crimes that you would only imagine happening, like big scandalous murder cases in mystery novels and movies

And he always,,,,, aLW A YZZ,,,, wins the case no joke

The last case he worked on took literally months and the trial for it w A S O IN TE N S E HOLY CRAP

You: wow i would so not wanna be that witness on the stand rn

The guy spits out objections left and right and usually the opposing attorney would be almost up to par on his level but we all know jihoon is gonna miss u with that bs

He indirectly tore apart the attorneys on tOP OF SHREDDING APART THE WITNESSES W O W

Bc of this you know exactly how intense and firm jihoon is when it comes to his work

The day he asked you to be his personal assistant may or may not have made you wanna pee in your pants

The most intimidating guy just asked you to be around him more often than you were supposed to, which is never???? um u have an office job????

“Look you seem to be the most trustworthy person here. Like i don’t even trust soonyoung and he’s my fellow coworker for this case” yes it’s bc he trusts you nOT liKE He hAS A CR us H On yO U NO OFC NO T

“hE Y I HE A RD THAT”

“See what i mean??? Always eavesdropping smh”

#letsoonyounglive2k17

Soonyoung: ok,,, if that’s how you wanna play jihoon,,,, you think you’re such a hOtShOt,,,,,,

You: jihoon wheRE DID THAT GUITAR CO M E FROM WE ARE AT A LAW FIRM

Since he’s perfectly aware he’s asking you to do something out of your way that is not part of your job he is willing to actually pay you

You’re lowkey thinking about just being his assistant bc the pay he gives you is lowkey higher than your actual salary rIP IM SORRY READER YOU DESERVE BETTER

For the most part you fetch him his daily coffee and help him file more papers jesus

But this guy is busy 25/8 so you’re on your feet a l o t

“y/n where’s the file i told you to create for brian?”

“y/n can you hand me the case book”

“File this in with the evidence”

“Take a look at the errata and cross these sections out”

You are doing a lot of the tiny things jihoon just doesn’t have time to other than the bulk of the case

You’re like oh de ar,,,, this is my office job 2.0 but i’m moving around more

You’re a little overwhelmed bc you’re experiencing firsthand how serious jihoon’s job is and it isn’t just about objecting to the opposing side

Figuring out how to word your questions so you don’t get objected to is by far the hardest part

Sometimes he would even ask you for advice just for some insight from an outside party

You don’t know every single thing about the law so he explains some of it to you but he’s actually like o H My gOD THEY’RE SO CUTE

“Jihoon what does hearsay mean?”

Jihoon: *combusts* “lol well it’s pretty simple,,,,”

When you’re too busy filing papers and doing other tasks, you are completely oblivious to the little glances he spares your wa Y JESUS

He would be like o m g how does one make crossing things out look sO G O OD

You look up and he pretends he’s reading the case book i fucken see u jihoon

But you don’t and you just resume your work

The biggest case he’s ever worked on is gonna be put to the test

The trial for it is the next day and jihoon is usually the epitome of calm and collected

But when you show up to his office with his coffee he doesn’t even notice you coming in and is running back and forth

“Jihoon??? I have your coffee if you,, still want it,,, you look a lil busy”

“Oh y/n thank you just set it down over there on the table”

As you put it down on his desk you glance around the room and it looks like a tornado came in and turned the room upside down

You don’t wanna pry and be in his way but you’re also like where is the relaxed jihoon from yesterday????

You’re like um,,, is,,, is everything ok??

And he stops for a second to catch his breath and you’re like pL S DON’T YELL AT ME

Shockingly he just sighs

“I reread the case book last night and i caught something pretty strange,,,, and i’ve been trying to dig up more about it in the other witnesses’ testimonies to find anything that slipped”

You’re like oh jesus that sounds stressful but i will be here to help you!!11!!

jihoon is trying to keep his fanboy in check but hOW CAN HE IF YOU’RE BEING THIS CUTE

“Ah..haha… that’s very considerate of you. Actually,,, maybe you can help me”

You’re liKE WHAT OMG THE LEGENDARY JIHOON IS ASKING ME,,,, A NOBODY WITH AN OFFICE JOB,,,, FOR HELP?????

You must have been gawking at him with your mouth open bc he’s like is it that shocking i need help

You shake your head “n-no!!! Tell me what it is GO LISTEN TO THIS BY SF9 BYE and i’ll do it”

And he’s like ,,,,,,,,,,,,, i knew i liked you for a reason -- i mE A N OK PLS GO THROUGH THE TESTIMONIES FOR ME

And you spend a few more hours helping him out

You’ve never seen jihoon this frazzled and it kinda makes you freaked out too bc if he ain’t calm how can you be

You guys finally finish and he lets out a huge breath of relief

“I think,,,, we did it,,,, they can’t weasel out of this!!!”

“That’s good i’m glad i was able to help!!!”

“Yes we make a good team :)”

And yO U’RE LIKE OH,,,,, OMG

“cAN U PLS STOP STARING AT ME LIKE THAT I’M NOT AN EMOTIONLESS ROBOT”

“Well……………….”

“Wow i’m offended????? Is that what you think of me???????????”

“nO I WAS JOKING I Love how passionate you are about your work and really admire you for always being able to set your mind to something and doing it”

Jihoon is shook to say the least

No one has ever said that to him despite his huge success as an attorney

People compliment him on his work yes but it’s superficial and only empty words

Everyone is always reluctant to actually talk to him bc he’s always so cold and work-oriented

He can see the floating halo above your head

It takes him a while to say something bc now it’s his turn to stare

There’s a strange air of intimacy and you’re trying to control your cheeks from flaring red under his gaze

You suddenly notice how long his eyelashes are--

wAIT STOP YOU DON’T LIKE JIHOON AHAHHA WHAAAAT NOPE

“Did,,, i say something funny?”

“No,,,, not at all,,,,, thank you. That means a lot to me.”

Alert the reader is melting emergency alert

“Would you,,, like to come watch tomorrow?”

You really want to but,,,, your office job,,,,, stacks of papers are piling up on your desk

He senses your hesitance and is like i’ll let your boss know it’s to help me out

You’re like uh does that actually work

“He loves me ok this firm would be in the ground let’s be real”

You: well he ain’t wrong

“Ok well,,,, as long as it’s alright,,,,,, I have to see it through the end with you!!”

Jihoon: i am def gonna need 2 win

The following night comes too soon and you’re in the audience with bated breath

As soon as jihoon announces himself the atmosphere instantly shifts

The opposing attorneys seem to be unfazed and it’s a harsh battle between defense and prosecution

Jihoon brings up the newly found loophole and you can see the witness be like o cr a p gudbyez

And the attorney tries to save their witness during Redirect but even you thought their reputation was ruined

Jihoon is All Smirks for the rest of the trial

As it comes to an end after many many hours, the judge finally speaks about the verdict

And yAY YOUR WITNESS IS NOT GUILTY JIHOON LED THE CASE TO SUCCESS WOO HOO

You wait for him outside of the building as the people are dispersing

It takes a while for him to emerge out from the doors but the second he does you’re like

“oH MY GOSH JIHOON YOU WERE AM A Z IN G!!! I KNEW YOU COULD DO IT!!!!”

He knows he’s used to hearing this but for some reason he turns sO BL US H Y

Instead of replying with his usual “oh thank you, I know” he’s avoiding your gaze

“Oh,,,, it was,,, nothing,,,,”

And you swear you can see hints of pink on his cheeks

You decide to tease him for a bit bc i mEAN THIS IS A ONCE IN A LIFETIME OPPORTUNITY

“Omg jihoon,,, are you blushing????”

“*clears throat loudly* SUFDFSDJLFJF NO WHAT I DO N OT BLUSH we’re going to the nearest pizza parlor”

And he starts tugging your arm and you’re like wH AT I DIDNT EVEN AGREE TO THIS???

He mutters “well the least we could do is celebrate” aND YOU CAN SEE THE TIPS OF HIS EARS SUPER RED

Even in the dark you can see his embarrassment written all over him

You’re like “well this is cheesy aHAH SEE WHAT I DID THERE”

“We’re not going anymore”

“Ok i’m soRRY I WANT FOOD I’M HUNGRY”

“,,,,but not as cheesy as me using this as an excuse to ask you out”

“Well i mean -- wAIT WHAT”

And he’s looking at you expectantly and you’re just trying to Register What Happened

“Oh,,,, well,,,, i wouldn’t mind,,,,,,,,,,”

And he smiles ever so slightly my heart

“How greasy of me”

“Ok who’s the one making bad puns now”

[talbottocarucci-blog]

Wyatt Gallery, an American photographer born in 1976, is best known for his disaster photography, primarily his series on the 2010 Haiti earthquake, though he has also photographed the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina, Hurricane Sandy, and the 2004 Sri Lanka tsunami. Gallery’s work stands out amongst other similar photographers’ due to the vibrancy of his photographs and his careful composition. He’s very concerned with “the remnants, what is left behind that informs us of the type of society that once flourished there” (Pasulka). He always chooses to photograph the items he finds as though they are formal portraits lit by bright light – through the personification of familiar objects degraded by a disaster lit in a clear, unshaded way, he is able to generate universal sympathy for the event.

Remnants: After The Storm: Hurricane Katrina and Tent Life: Haiti are both projects by Gallery that showcase the aftermaths of natural disasters. Remnants: Hurricane Katrina documents the devastation of New Orleans, Louisiana after the hurricane from 2005 to 2006, while Tent Life: Haiti is a collection of photographs depicting the aftermath of the 2010 Haitian earthquake, focusing primarily on the tent cities in Port-au-Prince housing displaced survivors, photographed in March and September of 2010. Both bear the signature hallmarks of Gallery’s style – despite the grim subject, both series feature beautifully saturated colors, clean lights, and deliberately composed portraiture. It’s incredibly refreshing, especially after years of grungy, grimy poverty porn from other artists with similar themes. The bright white daylight illuminates the entirety of the scene, leaving little shadow, and literally highlights the objects found. There’s nothing left in the dark, nothing to question or fear – the worst is over, and the sun shines down on what’s left. Gallery’s clean presentation, along with the familiar subjects of everyday items, creates an almost cleansing feeling, a feeling of hope and rebuilding something still familiar and dear. The portraiture of the objects feel deliberate, almost staged at some points, like someone is a few moments away from walking in and righting a fallen chair, or grabbing a bag off the hook. This is especially apparent in both Blue Tent Interior (2010) and Chairs and Calendar (2005), where it doesn’t seem realistic that the objects in the photographs would happen to be perfectly in place for such a formal composition – the chairs happen to be in a perfect semicircle, untouched by the flooding, and the bottle is alight within a centered halo of light. His photographs “[show] us the strong effort to restore ordinary life even in circumstances of extraordinary difficulty” (Rennard) and how humanity continues to rail against entropy, even in the face of natural disasters. Sometimes the feeling of deliberateness is so strong that it turns away people. “I did not feel any real sense of connection to the subjects who remain, it seems, at an emotional distance. The interactions sometimes felt hurried; the subjects, posed” (Rennard).

As similar as the two series are, there are definitely striking differences between both the overall style and the thematic elements that speak to the growth of Gallery as a person and his change in focus as an artist. Remnants: Hurricane Katrina was born out of a desperate desire to understand the crisis – “In New Orleans, I was never able to fully grasp the severity of the impact of Katrina. Everyday that I ventured out to photograph a new neighborhood or one that I had visited before, it was like the first time seeing the disaster. I never got used to it. I never could fathom how high the level of destruction was, and is… in New Orleans there were no people, besides the Army.” (Pasulka). This grappling with the absence in life caused by the hurricane is apparent in the lack of people within his photographs. He focused on solely on the objects left behind, and the bright white light, while also illuminating the aftermath, also serves as a reveal of the grim truth, as evidenced by the well lit, but grimy screen in TV (2005). As wonderfully composed as Remnants: Hurricane Katrina is, there’s something very stark and leaden about the series. Tent Life: Haiti, on the other hand, is absolutely a celebration of the survivors. The presence of actual people looking steadily and firmly into the camera surrounded by their belongings – just as much a subject as the people themselves – heavily reinforces this idea, as does the lack of focus on physical devastation. This hopeful outlook was inspired entirely by the survivors who stayed and endured, but likely was also at least partially influenced by Gallery’s own personal involvement with the relief efforts. He, along with several other artists, volunteered as part of Healing Haiti and actively participated in giving both physical and financial aid. “It was not my plan in going there to have this outlook. This is what I saw in Haiti. I wanted to show how bad it is, the destruction, and make people feel so sad, but it just didn’t happen. I have a poet friend who was looking at the photographs and said, ‘These just aren’t sad. They give me hope and inspires me to believe that because they still have hope, we can have hope’” (Pasulka). In addition, Gallery makes much better and much fuller use of composed color in order to generate specific moods and create more cohesive photographs. Whereas for Remnants: Hurricane Katrina, Gallery utilized nothing but pure white light, for Tent Life: Haiti, he lets the color of the tent fabric saturate the light and play with how the color changes the feeling of the surroundings. The white light illuminates, but is diffused and colored, creating an overall softer atmosphere that complements the far more hopeful subjects, illustrated best by Vanessa with Newborn Baby (2010) – the gentle pink gradients and pastel colors highlights the maternal, new beginnings feel of the photograph, without sacrificing Gallery’s usual vibrancy and clarity. “For the viewer, at least, the hardships suffered by these people are mitigated by the way they are portrayed – a way that allows us to see their beauty and dignity. Their sadness is not absent but is overshadowed by elements such as the closing image of a smiling girl wearing a pristine white dress” (Rennard).

Wyatt Gallery’s work is a truly refreshing take on the unfortunate implications and stereotypical depictions of crisis photography. His vibrant colors, clear composition, and object portraiture – or lack of focus of – creates photographs that allow dignity and poise to the subjects, but also generates empathy, hope, and reality in the viewer, and are visually appealing.

Gallery, Wyatt. Chairs and Calendar. 2005. Remnants: After The Storm.

Gallery, Wyatt. Blue Tent Interior. Photograph. Wyatt Gallery. Tent Life: Haiti. 

Gallery, Wyatt and Edwidge Danticat. Umbrage Editions, 2011.

Gallery, Wyatt.TV. 2005. Remnants: After The Storm.

Gallery, Wyatt. Vanessa with Newborn Baby. Photograph. Wyatt Gallery. Tent Life: Haiti. 

Gallery, Wyatt and Edwidge Danticat. Umbrage Editions, 2011. 

Gallery, Wyatt. Wyatt Gallery ... A Person Not A Place, Wyatt Gallery, 2018, www.wyattgallery.com.

Pasulka, Nicole. “After.” The Morning News, The Morning News LLC, 30 Apr. 2007, themorningnews.org/gallery/after.

Pasulka, Nicole. “Tent Life.” The Morning News, The Morning News LLC, 10 Jan. 2011, themorningnews.org/gallery/tent-life.

Rennard, Ellen. “Tent Life: Haiti.” Fraction Magazine, Fraction Magazine, Aug. 2011, www.fractionmagazine.com/review/tent-life-haiti.

“Tent Life: Haiti.” Open Society Foundations, Open Society Foundations, www.opensocietyfoundations.org/moving-walls/19/tent-life-haiti.

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2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price, Release Date and engine

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2019 Honda Gran Turismo Interior and Exterior

That 2-seater Gran Turismo Vehicle provides proportions that seem to push themselves ahead. The maker saw the leak and just how the atmosphere flows through the entire body. Honda designers and creative designers mixed the intro of sporting car fanatics to produce something thrilling. Los Angeles Business was employed with the development of the sporting events Perspective GT 1:4 model of the level. A total-scale technology is produced much more for blowing wind tunnel testing. Engineers used co2 fibers in lots of parts of the body to assist lower the excess weight of solely 1,982 pounds.

Car maker shaped the development of your Gran Turismo inside of a wind tunnel. Our body is optimized by the specifications of the Lightning Innovation in the digital community of this engine area and the room. In the account, there are sharp rear acquisitions that mirror this product in the NSX sports activities car. Additionally, it holds some tones for Cultural si coupé over the back. We’re not moving to give up on Honda however but expect with the help of a racecar. Honda provides ultimately branded the model for a Targa best in us states, so possibly it can still be some sort of Open-TOP sports unit designed by the car maker.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Engine

Typically the Gran Turismo utilizes a middle-Mount 2.-liter 4-cylinder Turbocompresseur DOHC-VTEC powerplant. Even if this Honda Civicattached to the same push, exactly where the vehicle is interpreted to run 404-BHP 7, Revolutions per minute. Any eight-speed increase-clutch transmission distributes capability to the wheels. Interestingly, Honda NSX highlighted nothing about electronic digital equipment or hybrid drive, as assured. Possibly a crossbreed cut the bodyweight less than a load of weakness. Nevertheless, it appears that an unusual choice, because the wearing eyesight is the main supercar of typically the Gran Turismo brand name. Notice, an additional medium motorsports car not far from your Honda sports Perspective Gran Turismo will come in combining great Shaping outlines which can actually buy nowadays. We are speaking about a Roadster according to Ariel Atom or Ligadinha monster which can be like a coupe based upon Lotus Elise.

Requirements for the new notion stay a secret. Early on rumors urged which will the Middle of the the-engine vehicle would come back again power-powered possibly by a couple of. Cubic decimeter Turbocompresseur car out of your civic sort R, or a 1.5 cubic decimeter generator combined with hybrid help. Given that the concept was made to use the virtual track on the sports Gran Turismo, it’s risk-free to believe a quantity associated with horses east of 500 hp (372 kilowatts) will be offered in the activity.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price And Release Date

Honda is but to announce after the Sports Perspective Gran Turismo enters into manufacturing. But, we believe it goes into construction upcoming year. The company made a record the Sports Vision GT only is available as a concept designed and intended for the virtual community. This mid-engine sports car is going to offer the NSX a run for its funds.

[candello]

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price, Release Date and engine

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2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price, Release Date and engine

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price, Release Date and engine – ypically the Gran Turismo plan with the Ultimate Grand tourer for the online world of auto design houses. We also understand that Honda dealers in the United States are clamoring for an ideal Halo model, in which is the reward of their international brethren in the type of NSX. Supercar only uses an Acura emblem in North America and also China. In an additional spot, Sport the logo design of the Honda “H.” The winner of the global design levels of competition seemed to be typically the Gran Turismo. For more design enhancements right after the standards of the game, Japan, as well as US designers, both got their very own entryways into the procedure with their unique, practical design rendering. The project has progressed globally with the built-in area model in the U. S. And the info modeling and equipment judgments made in Japan. Employees in each and every area are carefully connected to the procedure, and developers prefer to participate in the undertaking.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Future

Honda developers from all over the planet competed for a possibility to type the Perspective GT, and finally, a squad of automaker’s Houston Studio earned and took the direct in the project. Other creative designers from Japan and the US later joined in giving input on anything from the seating placement to the website and this wheels. Honda plainly places a lot of function into the pattern of this virtual car, so here is waiting around with sufficient impulse from fans, press and prospective customers that will place the sports eyesight Gran Turismo-or anything like that in production.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Interior and Exterior

That 2-seater Gran Turismo Vehicle provides proportions that seem to push themselves ahead. The maker saw the leak and just how the atmosphere flows through the entire body. Honda designers and creative designers mixed the intro of sporting car fanatics to produce something thrilling. Los Angeles Business was employed with the development of the sporting events Perspective GT 1:4 model of the level. A total-scale technology is produced much more for blowing wind tunnel testing. Engineers used co2 fibers in lots of parts of the body to assist lower the excess weight of solely 1,982 pounds.

Car maker shaped the development of your Gran Turismo inside of a wind tunnel. Our body is optimized by the specifications of the Lightning Innovation in the digital community of this engine area and the room. In the account, there are sharp rear acquisitions that mirror this product in the NSX sports activities car. Additionally, it holds some tones for Cultural si coupé over the back. We’re not moving to give up on Honda however but expect with the help of a racecar. Honda provides ultimately branded the model for a Targa best in us states, so possibly it can still be some sort of Open-TOP sports unit designed by the car maker.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Engine

Typically the Gran Turismo utilizes a middle-Mount 2.-liter 4-cylinder Turbocompresseur DOHC-VTEC powerplant. Even if this Honda Civicattached to the same push, exactly where the vehicle is interpreted to run 404-BHP 7, Revolutions per minute. Any eight-speed increase-clutch transmission distributes capability to the wheels. Interestingly, Honda NSX highlighted nothing about electronic digital equipment or hybrid drive, as assured. Possibly a crossbreed cut the bodyweight less than a load of weakness. Nevertheless, it appears that an unusual choice, because the wearing eyesight is the main supercar of typically the Gran Turismo brand name. Notice, an additional medium motorsports car not far from your Honda sports Perspective Gran Turismo will come in combining great Shaping outlines which can actually buy nowadays. We are speaking about a Roadster according to Ariel Atom or Ligadinha monster which can be like a coupe based upon Lotus Elise.

Requirements for the new notion stay a secret. Early on rumors urged which will the Middle of the the-engine vehicle would come back again power-powered possibly by a couple of. Cubic decimeter Turbocompresseur car out of your civic sort R, or a 1.5 cubic decimeter generator combined with hybrid help. Given that the concept was made to use the virtual track on the sports Gran Turismo, it’s risk-free to believe a quantity associated with horses east of 500 hp (372 kilowatts) will be offered in the activity.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price And Release Date

Honda is but to announce after the Sports Perspective Gran Turismo enters into manufacturing. But, we believe it goes into construction upcoming year. The company made a record the Sports Vision GT only is available as a concept designed and intended for the virtual community. This mid-engine sports car is going to offer the NSX a run for its funds.

[iratefate]

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price, Release Date and engine

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2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price, Release Date and engine

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price, Release Date and engine – ypically the Gran Turismo plan with the Ultimate Grand tourer for the online world of auto design houses. We also understand that Honda dealers in the United States are clamoring for an ideal Halo model, in which is the reward of their international brethren in the type of NSX. Supercar only uses an Acura emblem in North America and also China. In an additional spot, Sport the logo design of the Honda “H.” The winner of the global design levels of competition seemed to be typically the Gran Turismo. For more design enhancements right after the standards of the game, Japan, as well as US designers, both got their very own entryways into the procedure with their unique, practical design rendering. The project has progressed globally with the built-in area model in the U. S. And the info modeling and equipment judgments made in Japan. Employees in each and every area are carefully connected to the procedure, and developers prefer to participate in the undertaking.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Future

Honda developers from all over the planet competed for a possibility to type the Perspective GT, and finally, a squad of automaker’s Houston Studio earned and took the direct in the project. Other creative designers from Japan and the US later joined in giving input on anything from the seating placement to the website and this wheels. Honda plainly places a lot of function into the pattern of this virtual car, so here is waiting around with sufficient impulse from fans, press and prospective customers that will place the sports eyesight Gran Turismo-or anything like that in production.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Interior and Exterior

That 2-seater Gran Turismo Vehicle provides proportions that seem to push themselves ahead. The maker saw the leak and just how the atmosphere flows through the entire body. Honda designers and creative designers mixed the intro of sporting car fanatics to produce something thrilling. Los Angeles Business was employed with the development of the sporting events Perspective GT 1:4 model of the level. A total-scale technology is produced much more for blowing wind tunnel testing. Engineers used co2 fibers in lots of parts of the body to assist lower the excess weight of solely 1,982 pounds.

Car maker shaped the development of your Gran Turismo inside of a wind tunnel. Our body is optimized by the specifications of the Lightning Innovation in the digital community of this engine area and the room. In the account, there are sharp rear acquisitions that mirror this product in the NSX sports activities car. Additionally, it holds some tones for Cultural si coupé over the back. We’re not moving to give up on Honda however but expect with the help of a racecar. Honda provides ultimately branded the model for a Targa best in us states, so possibly it can still be some sort of Open-TOP sports unit designed by the car maker.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Engine

Typically the Gran Turismo utilizes a middle-Mount 2.-liter 4-cylinder Turbocompresseur DOHC-VTEC powerplant. Even if this Honda Civicattached to the same push, exactly where the vehicle is interpreted to run 404-BHP 7, Revolutions per minute. Any eight-speed increase-clutch transmission distributes capability to the wheels. Interestingly, Honda NSX highlighted nothing about electronic digital equipment or hybrid drive, as assured. Possibly a crossbreed cut the bodyweight less than a load of weakness. Nevertheless, it appears that an unusual choice, because the wearing eyesight is the main supercar of typically the Gran Turismo brand name. Notice, an additional medium motorsports car not far from your Honda sports Perspective Gran Turismo will come in combining great Shaping outlines which can actually buy nowadays. We are speaking about a Roadster according to Ariel Atom or Ligadinha monster which can be like a coupe based upon Lotus Elise.

Requirements for the new notion stay a secret. Early on rumors urged which will the Middle of the the-engine vehicle would come back again power-powered possibly by a couple of. Cubic decimeter Turbocompresseur car out of your civic sort R, or a 1.5 cubic decimeter generator combined with hybrid help. Given that the concept was made to use the virtual track on the sports Gran Turismo, it’s risk-free to believe a quantity associated with horses east of 500 hp (372 kilowatts) will be offered in the activity.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price And Release Date

Honda is but to announce after the Sports Perspective Gran Turismo enters into manufacturing. But, we believe it goes into construction upcoming year. The company made a record the Sports Vision GT only is available as a concept designed and intended for the virtual community. This mid-engine sports car is going to offer the NSX a run for its funds.

[mrgoodbar25-blog]

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price, Release Date and engine

New Post has been published on https://www.2019hondausa.com/2019-honda-gran-turismo-price-release-date-engine/

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price, Release Date and engine

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price, Release Date and engine – ypically the Gran Turismo plan with the Ultimate Grand tourer for the online world of auto design houses. We also understand that Honda dealers in the United States are clamoring for an ideal Halo model, in which is the reward of their international brethren in the type of NSX. Supercar only uses an Acura emblem in North America and also China. In an additional spot, Sport the logo design of the Honda “H.” The winner of the global design levels of competition seemed to be typically the Gran Turismo. For more design enhancements right after the standards of the game, Japan, as well as US designers, both got their very own entryways into the procedure with their unique, practical design rendering. The project has progressed globally with the built-in area model in the U. S. And the info modeling and equipment judgments made in Japan. Employees in each and every area are carefully connected to the procedure, and developers prefer to participate in the undertaking.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Future

Honda developers from all over the planet competed for a possibility to type the Perspective GT, and finally, a squad of automaker’s Houston Studio earned and took the direct in the project. Other creative designers from Japan and the US later joined in giving input on anything from the seating placement to the website and this wheels. Honda plainly places a lot of function into the pattern of this virtual car, so here is waiting around with sufficient impulse from fans, press and prospective customers that will place the sports eyesight Gran Turismo-or anything like that in production.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Interior and Exterior

That 2-seater Gran Turismo Vehicle provides proportions that seem to push themselves ahead. The maker saw the leak and just how the atmosphere flows through the entire body. Honda designers and creative designers mixed the intro of sporting car fanatics to produce something thrilling. Los Angeles Business was employed with the development of the sporting events Perspective GT 1:4 model of the level. A total-scale technology is produced much more for blowing wind tunnel testing. Engineers used co2 fibers in lots of parts of the body to assist lower the excess weight of solely 1,982 pounds.

Car maker shaped the development of your Gran Turismo inside of a wind tunnel. Our body is optimized by the specifications of the Lightning Innovation in the digital community of this engine area and the room. In the account, there are sharp rear acquisitions that mirror this product in the NSX sports activities car. Additionally, it holds some tones for Cultural si coupé over the back. We’re not moving to give up on Honda however but expect with the help of a racecar. Honda provides ultimately branded the model for a Targa best in us states, so possibly it can still be some sort of Open-TOP sports unit designed by the car maker.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Engine

Typically the Gran Turismo utilizes a middle-Mount 2.-liter 4-cylinder Turbocompresseur DOHC-VTEC powerplant. Even if this Honda Civicattached to the same push, exactly where the vehicle is interpreted to run 404-BHP 7, Revolutions per minute. Any eight-speed increase-clutch transmission distributes capability to the wheels. Interestingly, Honda NSX highlighted nothing about electronic digital equipment or hybrid drive, as assured. Possibly a crossbreed cut the bodyweight less than a load of weakness. Nevertheless, it appears that an unusual choice, because the wearing eyesight is the main supercar of typically the Gran Turismo brand name. Notice, an additional medium motorsports car not far from your Honda sports Perspective Gran Turismo will come in combining great Shaping outlines which can actually buy nowadays. We are speaking about a Roadster according to Ariel Atom or Ligadinha monster which can be like a coupe based upon Lotus Elise.

Requirements for the new notion stay a secret. Early on rumors urged which will the Middle of the the-engine vehicle would come back again power-powered possibly by a couple of. Cubic decimeter Turbocompresseur car out of your civic sort R, or a 1.5 cubic decimeter generator combined with hybrid help. Given that the concept was made to use the virtual track on the sports Gran Turismo, it’s risk-free to believe a quantity associated with horses east of 500 hp (372 kilowatts) will be offered in the activity.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price And Release Date

Honda is but to announce after the Sports Perspective Gran Turismo enters into manufacturing. But, we believe it goes into construction upcoming year. The company made a record the Sports Vision GT only is available as a concept designed and intended for the virtual community. This mid-engine sports car is going to offer the NSX a run for its funds.

[canadagoosemontebello]

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price, Release Date and engine

New Post has been published on https://www.2019hondausa.com/2019-honda-gran-turismo-price-release-date-engine/

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price, Release Date and engine

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price, Release Date and engine – ypically the Gran Turismo plan with the Ultimate Grand tourer for the online world of auto design houses. We also understand that Honda dealers in the United States are clamoring for an ideal Halo model, in which is the reward of their international brethren in the type of NSX. Supercar only uses an Acura emblem in North America and also China. In an additional spot, Sport the logo design of the Honda “H.” The winner of the global design levels of competition seemed to be typically the Gran Turismo. For more design enhancements right after the standards of the game, Japan, as well as US designers, both got their very own entryways into the procedure with their unique, practical design rendering. The project has progressed globally with the built-in area model in the U. S. And the info modeling and equipment judgments made in Japan. Employees in each and every area are carefully connected to the procedure, and developers prefer to participate in the undertaking.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Future

Honda developers from all over the planet competed for a possibility to type the Perspective GT, and finally, a squad of automaker’s Houston Studio earned and took the direct in the project. Other creative designers from Japan and the US later joined in giving input on anything from the seating placement to the website and this wheels. Honda plainly places a lot of function into the pattern of this virtual car, so here is waiting around with sufficient impulse from fans, press and prospective customers that will place the sports eyesight Gran Turismo-or anything like that in production.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Interior and Exterior

That 2-seater Gran Turismo Vehicle provides proportions that seem to push themselves ahead. The maker saw the leak and just how the atmosphere flows through the entire body. Honda designers and creative designers mixed the intro of sporting car fanatics to produce something thrilling. Los Angeles Business was employed with the development of the sporting events Perspective GT 1:4 model of the level. A total-scale technology is produced much more for blowing wind tunnel testing. Engineers used co2 fibers in lots of parts of the body to assist lower the excess weight of solely 1,982 pounds.

Car maker shaped the development of your Gran Turismo inside of a wind tunnel. Our body is optimized by the specifications of the Lightning Innovation in the digital community of this engine area and the room. In the account, there are sharp rear acquisitions that mirror this product in the NSX sports activities car. Additionally, it holds some tones for Cultural si coupé over the back. We’re not moving to give up on Honda however but expect with the help of a racecar. Honda provides ultimately branded the model for a Targa best in us states, so possibly it can still be some sort of Open-TOP sports unit designed by the car maker.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Engine

Typically the Gran Turismo utilizes a middle-Mount 2.-liter 4-cylinder Turbocompresseur DOHC-VTEC powerplant. Even if this Honda Civicattached to the same push, exactly where the vehicle is interpreted to run 404-BHP 7, Revolutions per minute. Any eight-speed increase-clutch transmission distributes capability to the wheels. Interestingly, Honda NSX highlighted nothing about electronic digital equipment or hybrid drive, as assured. Possibly a crossbreed cut the bodyweight less than a load of weakness. Nevertheless, it appears that an unusual choice, because the wearing eyesight is the main supercar of typically the Gran Turismo brand name. Notice, an additional medium motorsports car not far from your Honda sports Perspective Gran Turismo will come in combining great Shaping outlines which can actually buy nowadays. We are speaking about a Roadster according to Ariel Atom or Ligadinha monster which can be like a coupe based upon Lotus Elise.

Requirements for the new notion stay a secret. Early on rumors urged which will the Middle of the the-engine vehicle would come back again power-powered possibly by a couple of. Cubic decimeter Turbocompresseur car out of your civic sort R, or a 1.5 cubic decimeter generator combined with hybrid help. Given that the concept was made to use the virtual track on the sports Gran Turismo, it’s risk-free to believe a quantity associated with horses east of 500 hp (372 kilowatts) will be offered in the activity.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price And Release Date

Honda is but to announce after the Sports Perspective Gran Turismo enters into manufacturing. But, we believe it goes into construction upcoming year. The company made a record the Sports Vision GT only is available as a concept designed and intended for the virtual community. This mid-engine sports car is going to offer the NSX a run for its funds.

[iamspok]

Top 10 Video Game Sidekicks

Modern day gaming is a much more collaborative experience, geared towards often fast-paced, multiplayer or co-operative gameplay, whether you like it or not the days of the story mode is in it’s twilight with many of the bigger developers now opting to either forego the traditional single player experience or incorporating it into an overall online mode (see Destiny, Titanfall, Star Wars Battlefront) and while gamers have pushed back, there is no doubting that the further into the future we get, the more integrated we are.

But for many years, there have been characters who were designed to help you on your path and simulate that collaborative experience, some of which became beloved heroes of the gaming community and some, well, not so much (I personally still have nightmares about Natalya from Goldeneye and her casual stroll through a hail of AK-47 gunfire)

This article is dedicated to the characters that made the game a better experience, whether it be for gameplay or purely for the story, they live on with the legacy of each game on the list.

Dogmeat (Fallout)

The idea that dog is man’s best friend always seems to have been prevalent in everyday life but never has it been more important than in the post-apocalyptic world of Fallout.

Dogmeat would do anything to protect you, he would attack anyone or anything at anytime, he sniffs out valuable items that aid your survival in this unforgiving world, he will follow a scent for miles and he is your only remaining family, if that’s not enough to earn this dog a place on this list, then you obviously aren’t a dog person.

Cortana (Halo)

Cortana is the first blockbuster sidekick on this list that was introduced to the world in the incredibly successful Halo.

The supercomputer would assist you by hacking rogue alien systems, providing tactical assistance and decoding transmissions essential to your mission and gives Master Chief his only human link (ironic) in the entire game.

To put into perspective how successful this sidekick would become, she now resides on tens of millions of PC’s around the world as a virtual assistant that helps operate the Windows system, if that’s not a sign that you’ve been important, I don’t know what is.

Otacon (Metal Gear Solid)

‘’Snake, you of course know the saying ‘one for all, all for one’. It’s from ‘The Three Musketeers’ - the book, not the candy bar’’

In one of the most intense gaming series of all time, often with cut-scenes that were obscenely longer and more detailed than anything that had come before it or since, Otacon brought a lighter tone to the world of Metal Gear Solid.

With his often ill-timed explanations of totally random subjects (see pre-ripped jeans, daylight savings, Chinese proverbs) he became a cult favorite amongst hardcore MGS players, the fact that he used to help Snake through various missions with his codec updates is only an added bonus that gets him on this list.

Weighted Companion Cube (Portal)

‘‘It’s just an object..it doesn’t even do anything’’ said absolutely no one who has ever played Portal. This little cube was pretty much your only ally in the entire game, starting out as just a lump that you would use to hit switches or complete a puzzle it eventually became a friend (yes, I said a friend) and as the game presented more challenging obstacles it became invaluable.

Then came the incinerator, I struggle to think of anything else in pop culture that felt as crushing a blow for the loss of something that was not even alive in the first place (maybe Wilson from Castaway)

Godspeed trusted companion cube, we will meet again.

Yoshi (Super Mario World)

Step aside Luigi, because Yoshi is the one true sidekick to Mario.

First introduced in 1990, Yoshi first came about simply as a mode of transportation for the famous brothers but soon became very useful on their adventures. You could ride him (which was cool as hell anyway) you could sacrifice him to get over obstacles or just throw him away when he wasn’t needed, he would help you take care of those pesky enemies and I defy you to name any other sidekick that pooped out power-up’s at the rate he did.

He’s stuck with the series over the years and has even managed to get a few game’s of his own (Yoshi’s Island, Yoshi’s Story, Yoshi’s Wooly World to name a few) which is something that only one other character on this list has managed to accomplish, impressive.

Claptrap (Borderlands II)

Let's be honest, usually when you have a sidekick whose main purpose is to provide comic relief it falls flat on its face, but in the world of Borderlands, it is exactly what you expect and what you need.

Despite the fact he raised an army and tried to kill you at the end of Borderlands, by the time you come across him in Borderlands II all is forgiven after a few minutes, mainly acting as a guide through the wastelands of Pandora, the game quite literally would not have been the same without him. Not just satisfied to be the life and soul of the party, Claptrap will also open doors for you and help you open those magical loot chests that you lust after.

Leonardo Da Vinci (Assassins Creed 2)

Assassins Creed 2 was an excellent game, ranking as either many gamers favorite of the franchise or most important, it overhauled the game mechanics from the original which had been hailed as a storytelling master stroke, but showcased cumbersome climbing and fighting physics that often made the game feel like a chore, it’s hard to put into words just how much this installment lit a fire under the series that has since become a juggernaut, reaching as far as Hollywood.

Among the riveting missions, the outlandish, often villainous supporting characters and mysterious storyline set in the various visually stunning cities of Italy, you had the chance to meet the one and only Leonardo Da Vinci.

At first you’re excited about how he fits into the narrative of the story but when you realize that he’s building you item’s that the game hasn’t presented to you before, the real fun starts. First, there was the hidden blade, he then introduced you to some new fighting techniques, which in a game like Assassins Creed is very important to keep things fresh, along with the ability to poison enemies (honestly, is there anything more satisfying than poisoning just one guard in a group and seeing him go crazy? no) but this all lead up to arguably the best mission of the game in sequence 8...WHERE YOU FLY OVER THE ROOFTOPS OF VENICE IN A GIANT DAMN WOODEN BIRD!

Tails (Sonic Series)

There may be no more important entry into this list than Tails. In 1992 when the beloved character was first introduced, gaming culture was still in its relative infancy on the mass market and was about to take a big upward swing over the next few years and Sonic The Hedgehog would play a major role in its development.

Sonic would become one of the most popular games on the Sega mega drive and its marquee title, with its addictive side scrolling action and it’s fast-paced boss fights, it was in the rarefied atmosphere only shared by Super Mario Bros at the absolute crux of the gaming community, but where Mario had his trusty Luigi, Tails would be a more useful sidekick to Sonic, his power of flight would occasionally be invaluable for successfully completing a level and without him, there would be no biplane to take down Dr. Eggman’s wing fortress.

I’m sure anyone reading this article who had a younger sibling and had to share a mega drive would also agree, Tails is the best!

Ellie (Last Of Us)

Although being a playable character later on in the game and spawning a spin off (Left Behind) there could have been no list without the incomparable Ellie from The Last Of Us.

This is widely regarded now as the greatest video game of all time and the character of Ellie provides a huge reason for this, as you navigate the post-apocalyptic world following an outbreak that ravages the United States, you lose your family and your hope for a new humanity until you are introduced to Ellie, the 14-year old girl who could potentially hold the fate of humanity inside her.

A connection with any character in a video game this intense is incredibly rare as she becomes increasingly important, not just to the story but to you as the player and explains the mixed emotions at the end when Joel would essentially rather see the human race die then have Ellie taken away from him, totally fair in my books.

Elizabeth (Bioshock Infinite)

The best AI sidekick of all time? I would say so.

Bioshock has always been an immersive story-driven experience, through the underwater steampunk world of Rapture featured in the first 2 installments, gamer’s were presented an extremely dark, often terrifying experience as we learned to deal with the psychopathic enemies that lurked in the shadows, by the time Bioshock:Infinite was released, we were ready to ascend to the clouds of Columbia.

Often times, ’escort’ missions in video games are incredibly tedious so if I were to tell you that Infinite is basically one, long escort mission, many would simply not bother playing it but Elizabeth proves to be the most helpful and one of the most interesting sidekicks in video game history.

She keeps herself out of the way of danger, she tosses you supplies and ammunition when it’s needed most, she can find money and open locked doors and if you played the game on the hardest difficulty like me, she is absolutely necessary.

I can still say to this day that the feeling of accomplishment I had upon completing Infinite is unparalleled and Elizabeth is the very definition of what a video game sidekick should be.

[ranseltoska]

So Happy to Finally Comeback!

Hello tumblr! How are you people?

Yap, it is so long after my last posts in tumblr and I know how not consistent I am to write things in this platform. I of course have some explanation which turns out to be an excuse. Well, life is so tough lately. I have to juggle with the last theory semester that is so exhausted and taking so many energy and time and money from me, then the last term of my organization year that I want to make it the best so again I spend so much time and energy there, and the luxury time I want to spend by myself—hangout alone, have me time, watch tv series, read some books, daydream all the time, and sleep too much. So yeah, having not so much time back then but so happy to finally comeback!

There are also some triggers actually that make me want to write again. The first one is of course my desire to babble much in the platform that no one care and know about me. The second one is the luxury time I have because it is finally holiday yaaay! So I am back at home right now, not having so many things to do unless hangout with high school mates and do some family gathering, and not having responsible to deal with, and not even have a real life! Third one, is because someone from the past suddenly come back to my life and asking like you still write? I miss your stories though. No, I don’t write because of him, but his question reminds me how I used to write so much and love it. The last one is I currently watch a vlog in youtube and she is talking about doing some journaling and let your thoughts come up, and again it reminds me about how I used to suit in front of my tumblr page and write all the things that pop up in my mind. The triggers actually come like a month ago since I am home, but because of my laziness and the lack of fast and free internet here (God, I need fast internet!) I finally can do it and hopefully I can be that consistent, please help me!

So to begin my comeback (are you a K-PoP Idol group?) I will write about the random things that happened during my absent time in tumblr. Here we go!

1. I am finally home! After a tough semester and so many responsible I have to do, I finally can take a break and take a breath. So happy to be home, because you don’t have to worry about the real life or the future, about the money you’ve spend because free food and water will always be there, about the people that judge and want to hurt you because you can no longer see them, about the loneliness you feel when you are lying in your dorm alone or when you strolling around the city alone, because you are finally safe and sound.

2. I meet so many people here. From my family, big families, high school best friends, high school mates, some teachers that so close to me, some seniors that also close to me, until someone from the past. What I actually can learn is everyone is growing up even me somehow. We still talk about the silly and funny and stupid things we did back then, but we also talk about the future that waiting for us. Like with my best friends and high school mates, we remember the memories we share in the old days, like some silly jokes about everyone, or some sweet moments we have, or the friends and the teachers that really cannot be forgotten, or even the mean things we do. But in the middle of that conversation we are talking about how are our thesis or what to do after graduation or where are you work right now, we are talking about the consequences about the problems we face and how we deal with the real life, that is scary and tough. We are all growing up but I am so happy that some parts of us are still the same little souls who always want to be the best version of ourselves.

3. Last semester of theory is finally over! After so many seminars, and simulations, and negotiations, and endless papers and assignments, finally sixth semester is done! That was the very tough semester in my college life. I sometimes want to give up on so many lessons but thankfully there were Ilak, Kiki, Rachel who always motivate me and cheer me up. The scores are not yet presented, but so far I am happy with the results. Because my almost not sleep night and my working the assignments together afternoon is paid. Well next level of tough is KKN and skripsi life, brace yourself!

4. I watch so many tv series and fall in love with sense8, you guys have to watch it. It is about 8 people in different countries that can connect to each other, like really understand if one of them feel sad or happy, and they have to fight some group that want to kill them. And the season 2 is so freaking cool, but here comes the very things I hate. Netflix decides to cancel this show because of numbers. And what I want to do is screaming and saying wtf so much, because I really need to know where is Wolfgang, and how they fight the BPO, and what how is the ending, because all of them really deserve a happy endings after they try to be strong together (please watch the show to understand my babbling!). But, after the whole cluster in the whole world asked Netflix to continue it and we do some petitions, finally they’re gonna make the final-two-hours-of-sense8. Only two hours but it can change someone’s life, I bet! So yeah #sense8forever

5. I am thinking to make some content (are you a youtuber) that called Saturday Conversation. So every two weeks on Saturday I will go somewhere probably a café or a hangout place by myself and just sit, eat nice food, do some people watching, or read books, and having a conversation with myself. It could be about anything, about how I feel, what I think about life, things that makes me happy or sad or afraid, the books I currently read or the tv series I currently watch, or anything that come up in my mind. Hopefully I can be the consistent person I wish to be. And I also want to write consistently in tumblr because I still remember how much I love talking to myself in this platform by writing it.

6. I just finished watching The Flash season 2 after a very long time and Scandal season 1 after a not so really long time. Currently I am in the middle of my journey to finish Riverdale, 13 Reasons Why, The Americans, Quantico Season 2, 11.22.63, and so many tv series that waiting to be watch in my hard disk. And I currently read Garis Batas from Agustinus Wibowo, after finishing Simon vs. Homo Sapiens Agenda and Matahari from Tere Liye. I know no one care but hey I just want to share! Oh one more, I am currently in love with some youtubers that is so inspiring I can’t stop myself to watch their video, you guys should check Doddie Clark, Lucy Moon, and Lavendaire! They are basically talking about how to be honest with your own selves, to have self-loving, to embrace all the strengths and weaknesses you have in your life, to live in the moment and be a true human being, and to live your life to the fullest. Please, please watch their video to have a very very very bright insight to really live the life you love!

7. In love with Nicole Zefanya – Anaheim, Doddie Clark – Would You Be So Kind, and The Matter Halo ft. Nadin – Teralih! Please listen to all of them! Btw, speaking about Nicole Zefanya, she just launches a song called See U Never with a nickname NIKI. The song is kind r&b and hiphop, well I don’t really know the genre and the song is good but I obviously love her originals more. It is a big opportunity for her and maybe because she is still young she still wants to experiment a lot and maybe we may not hear her originals much at least not in near time. And I am so so so sad about it, because I just love her originals. Because she is so authentic with her clinginess, and the teenage high school behavior, and all the inspiring lyrics she writes that speak to me and hit me hard and so true and honest, and her piano or guitar’s melody that are so eargasm. I am gonna miss it so much. Whatever the path she chooses, I hope her little soul always walks her home.

8. Still have so many things to do in hometown; like going to the beach and enjoy the atmosphere until sun set or swimming in the beach from morning till noon, eating so much food that I can only find here, having a me time in a fast-food restaurant and going karaoke alone, hanging out to a new place with friends and family, reading books in the park on a cloudy afternoon, having a road trip or family vacation to Sabang, going to so many public place to think about my future (wahahah, the old semester students kinda behavior), and many more!

9. I have so many bucket list currently that I really hope I brave enough to literally make it real. I want to watch musical in Jakarta and join some conferences anytime soon, then I will do KKN, and hopefully do exchange, and some internship in the place I really want. Besides that I also want to travel to some city like Bandung and Karimun Jawa and I want to arrange some trip after graduating (so please graduate as much as you can!) in some neighbor countries. Hopefully I am brave enough to embrace all my plans and have so many savings due to the plans. May the force be with me!

10. Like I mention in some part of this writing, I feel like everyone is growing up including me. In the beginning of sixth semester if everyone asking about my planning to graduate or what kind of thesis I will write, I literally look at them weirdly and say things like, dude 6th semester not even finish and you already ask me that kind of question, and of course I don’t think about it yet because I don’t really want to graduate that fast. Actually why I said that because I am so freaking afraid what to do after graduating, because I have no idea what is my ability or passion that I literally can use for the real life and I literally don’t know what I have to do to have a bright future or to face this hard and tough life. But after going home and having some deep thoughts with friends and mom and dad, I kinda have hope. Like, I start to set goal about my graduation and my thesis kinda things, although still don’t know what to write as judul skripsi, help me ya Allah. I start knowing that dad is getting older also will retire soon, so I have to stop being a burden to mom and dad and I have to have a job before dad finally retire. The closest things I can do to at least have a job is graduating. So yeah, I have to graduate next year. It is also because of the invisible competition I have with my older sister, since she just graduates this year, I have to prove to my parents that next year I can also make them proud. Wish me luck please!

Well, that is all random things that come up in my mind during my absent time in tumblr. I know it is only 10 numbers but I don’t know why it can be that long! See, I talk and babble too much, that’s why I should keep writing consistently! Okay, hopefully the next writings will come anytime soon, please bare with me. See you in another post!

The finally write again happy little soul,

Me.

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2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price, Release Date and engine

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2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price, Release Date and engine

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price, Release Date and engine – ypically the Gran Turismo plan with the Ultimate Grand tourer for the online world of auto design houses. We also understand that Honda dealers in the United States are clamoring for an ideal Halo model, in which is the reward of their international brethren in the type of NSX. Supercar only uses an Acura emblem in North America and also China. In an additional spot, Sport the logo design of the Honda “H.” The winner of the global design levels of competition seemed to be typically the Gran Turismo. For more design enhancements right after the standards of the game, Japan, as well as US designers, both got their very own entryways into the procedure with their unique, practical design rendering. The project has progressed globally with the built-in area model in the U. S. And the info modeling and equipment judgments made in Japan. Employees in each and every area are carefully connected to the procedure, and developers prefer to participate in the undertaking.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Future

Honda developers from all over the planet competed for a possibility to type the Perspective GT, and finally, a squad of automaker’s Houston Studio earned and took the direct in the project. Other creative designers from Japan and the US later joined in giving input on anything from the seating placement to the website and this wheels. Honda plainly places a lot of function into the pattern of this virtual car, so here is waiting around with sufficient impulse from fans, press and prospective customers that will place the sports eyesight Gran Turismo-or anything like that in production.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Interior and Exterior

That 2-seater Gran Turismo Vehicle provides proportions that seem to push themselves ahead. The maker saw the leak and just how the atmosphere flows through the entire body. Honda designers and creative designers mixed the intro of sporting car fanatics to produce something thrilling. Los Angeles Business was employed with the development of the sporting events Perspective GT 1:4 model of the level. A total-scale technology is produced much more for blowing wind tunnel testing. Engineers used co2 fibers in lots of parts of the body to assist lower the excess weight of solely 1,982 pounds.

Car maker shaped the development of your Gran Turismo inside of a wind tunnel. Our body is optimized by the specifications of the Lightning Innovation in the digital community of this engine area and the room. In the account, there are sharp rear acquisitions that mirror this product in the NSX sports activities car. Additionally, it holds some tones for Cultural si coupé over the back. We’re not moving to give up on Honda however but expect with the help of a racecar. Honda provides ultimately branded the model for a Targa best in us states, so possibly it can still be some sort of Open-TOP sports unit designed by the car maker.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Engine

Typically the Gran Turismo utilizes a middle-Mount 2.-liter 4-cylinder Turbocompresseur DOHC-VTEC powerplant. Even if this Honda Civicattached to the same push, exactly where the vehicle is interpreted to run 404-BHP 7, Revolutions per minute. Any eight-speed increase-clutch transmission distributes capability to the wheels. Interestingly, Honda NSX highlighted nothing about electronic digital equipment or hybrid drive, as assured. Possibly a crossbreed cut the bodyweight less than a load of weakness. Nevertheless, it appears that an unusual choice, because the wearing eyesight is the main supercar of typically the Gran Turismo brand name. Notice, an additional medium motorsports car not far from your Honda sports Perspective Gran Turismo will come in combining great Shaping outlines which can actually buy nowadays. We are speaking about a Roadster according to Ariel Atom or Ligadinha monster which can be like a coupe based upon Lotus Elise.

Requirements for the new notion stay a secret. Early on rumors urged which will the Middle of the the-engine vehicle would come back again power-powered possibly by a couple of. Cubic decimeter Turbocompresseur car out of your civic sort R, or a 1.5 cubic decimeter generator combined with hybrid help. Given that the concept was made to use the virtual track on the sports Gran Turismo, it’s risk-free to believe a quantity associated with horses east of 500 hp (372 kilowatts) will be offered in the activity.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price And Release Date

Honda is but to announce after the Sports Perspective Gran Turismo enters into manufacturing. But, we believe it goes into construction upcoming year. The company made a record the Sports Vision GT only is available as a concept designed and intended for the virtual community. This mid-engine sports car is going to offer the NSX a run for its funds.

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2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price, Release Date and engine

New Post has been published on https://www.2019hondausa.com/2019-honda-gran-turismo-price-release-date-engine/

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price, Release Date and engine

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price, Release Date and engine – ypically the Gran Turismo plan with the Ultimate Grand tourer for the online world of auto design houses. We also understand that Honda dealers in the United States are clamoring for an ideal Halo model, in which is the reward of their international brethren in the type of NSX. Supercar only uses an Acura emblem in North America and also China. In an additional spot, Sport the logo design of the Honda “H.” The winner of the global design levels of competition seemed to be typically the Gran Turismo. For more design enhancements right after the standards of the game, Japan, as well as US designers, both got their very own entryways into the procedure with their unique, practical design rendering. The project has progressed globally with the built-in area model in the U. S. And the info modeling and equipment judgments made in Japan. Employees in each and every area are carefully connected to the procedure, and developers prefer to participate in the undertaking.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Future

Honda developers from all over the planet competed for a possibility to type the Perspective GT, and finally, a squad of automaker’s Houston Studio earned and took the direct in the project. Other creative designers from Japan and the US later joined in giving input on anything from the seating placement to the website and this wheels. Honda plainly places a lot of function into the pattern of this virtual car, so here is waiting around with sufficient impulse from fans, press and prospective customers that will place the sports eyesight Gran Turismo-or anything like that in production.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Interior and Exterior

That 2-seater Gran Turismo Vehicle provides proportions that seem to push themselves ahead. The maker saw the leak and just how the atmosphere flows through the entire body. Honda designers and creative designers mixed the intro of sporting car fanatics to produce something thrilling. Los Angeles Business was employed with the development of the sporting events Perspective GT 1:4 model of the level. A total-scale technology is produced much more for blowing wind tunnel testing. Engineers used co2 fibers in lots of parts of the body to assist lower the excess weight of solely 1,982 pounds.

Car maker shaped the development of your Gran Turismo inside of a wind tunnel. Our body is optimized by the specifications of the Lightning Innovation in the digital community of this engine area and the room. In the account, there are sharp rear acquisitions that mirror this product in the NSX sports activities car. Additionally, it holds some tones for Cultural si coupé over the back. We’re not moving to give up on Honda however but expect with the help of a racecar. Honda provides ultimately branded the model for a Targa best in us states, so possibly it can still be some sort of Open-TOP sports unit designed by the car maker.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Engine

Typically the Gran Turismo utilizes a middle-Mount 2.-liter 4-cylinder Turbocompresseur DOHC-VTEC powerplant. Even if this Honda Civicattached to the same push, exactly where the vehicle is interpreted to run 404-BHP 7, Revolutions per minute. Any eight-speed increase-clutch transmission distributes capability to the wheels. Interestingly, Honda NSX highlighted nothing about electronic digital equipment or hybrid drive, as assured. Possibly a crossbreed cut the bodyweight less than a load of weakness. Nevertheless, it appears that an unusual choice, because the wearing eyesight is the main supercar of typically the Gran Turismo brand name. Notice, an additional medium motorsports car not far from your Honda sports Perspective Gran Turismo will come in combining great Shaping outlines which can actually buy nowadays. We are speaking about a Roadster according to Ariel Atom or Ligadinha monster which can be like a coupe based upon Lotus Elise.

Requirements for the new notion stay a secret. Early on rumors urged which will the Middle of the the-engine vehicle would come back again power-powered possibly by a couple of. Cubic decimeter Turbocompresseur car out of your civic sort R, or a 1.5 cubic decimeter generator combined with hybrid help. Given that the concept was made to use the virtual track on the sports Gran Turismo, it’s risk-free to believe a quantity associated with horses east of 500 hp (372 kilowatts) will be offered in the activity.

2019 Honda Gran Turismo Price And Release Date

Honda is but to announce after the Sports Perspective Gran Turismo enters into manufacturing. But, we believe it goes into construction upcoming year. The company made a record the Sports Vision GT only is available as a concept designed and intended for the virtual community. This mid-engine sports car is going to offer the NSX a run for its funds.