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wickedpact · 3 years ago

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You can't just drop that "I read Forces Multiplied" bomb on us and not give a ten page written reaction.

[cracks knuckles] if u insist

nicky cant drive hc: destroyed. rip. also i loved how andy and nile stole those sports cars and were being badass and driving off the bridge & meanwhile joe and nicky were just absolutely vibing in the van

'heres the thing about power: people who have it think they deserve it' [shot of police car] i see u greg

5 whole panels being dedicated to booker not being able to unlock his door. booker not even seeing noriko sitting RIGHT THERE in the window at first. incredible

noriko being 24/7 horny was surprising. like wow all of the stuff i saw she did out of context was 100% equally horny in context as it was out of context. love that for her

i didnt think the 'andy + slavery' thing was handled as badly as everyone made it out to be when telling me about it. tho from the way it was talked about i had kind of figured the conflict between andy and nile re: slavery would be really racially charged (esp considering nile is a black american and would obvs have Thoughts on the subject in that regard) but like,, done in a cringey 'a-white-guy-obviously-wrote-it' kind of way? but it wasnt that. i mean. it makes sense that andy would be implicit in slavery through the years

i mean, like she says, is that not what people just did to each other in the aftermath of battles for thousands of years? and i really like how its pointed out that it was what she was raised with (in the beginning when you see her put shackles on that guy after the battle) but she also accepts responsibility for it and acknowledges that it was wrong and not just 'what people did'.

i like how from her expressions you can kind of tell baby andy knew it was off but she sets those feelings aside bc she felt angry. it explains how she felt but didnt make her out to be blameless in it. plus i mean. i dont know, the fact that andy was involved in a lot of morally shady stuff for 7000 years is not that wild for me. if you live that long youre just Going to be involved in some shit, and she didnt even have other immortals with her as positive community influences, she literally just did whatever the fuck she wanted for thousands of years

'i was worshipped as a god once' i mean, yeah no shit she wouldve been involved in some seriously fucked up stuff, gods were fucking scary back in the day

tldr it could use some polish but it wasnt that bad

tho everything people said about moose being boring was unfortunately a little true. sorry king i tried to be interested in you

joe and nicky writing verbal fanfiction about nile and moose was iconic. 'you seeing that?' 'i am definitely seeing that'

it was also extremely funny bc that was like 60% of their contribution to the whole comic, besides kidnapping copley. they came, they wrote some fanfic, they left. kings. at least in tog1 they had an excuse to be useless bc they got kidnapped

joe just found out his old friend who he thought was dead is alive (and also probably wants to murder them) and instead of investigating with andy he stopped to help nile up. champ.

nicky shooting noriko through andy was cool. rip to the concept since it wont happen in tog2

wanna see mr ejiofor deliver this line

on that note imo copley was. weirdly enough, more interesting in fm than in tog1. to me at least. the fact that andy let him live and he was so haunted by what had happened that he came back and sought them out despite knowing they would likely kill him for it bc he wanted to not only make up for what hed done but also to tell them what theyd done for the world was admittedly more interesting than andy just kind of drafting him to the cause and him going 'okie'

i like how nicky was drawn in this one. in opening fire he looks like a blob man but in fm he looks more like a very nice grampa with a very good dye job

'theres no pain like a broken heart' andy 🥺

noriko implying andy's never drowned. .. .idk about that one, she musta drowned sometime

joe and nicky came, they waxed poetic about nile's love life, they waxed poetic about grog, and then they left.

sports bras being a reason humanity is good. i mean..... okay, yeah.

i mean. wild but you cant exactly tell her shes wrong

i liked how noriko telling andy that their purpose is to make people suffer coincides with joe and nicky finding out that they actually did good all those years

joenicky in opening fire: jail for booker jail for booker for 100 years

joenicky when copley tells them he knows where booker is: WE'LL KILL YOU WHERE IS HE

joenicky when copley comes back: if your vibes come off as even remotely rancid we Will destroy you

joenicky 2 minutes later when copley helped them find booker: he made up some ground :)))) <3 lov you j cops

theyre forgiving af

moose: how old are you?? a hundred??? a thousand???

nile [vine voice]: I M 2 7 ?

alright andy you got me there

joe texts like my aunt

i dont know why noriko drowning andy in that car tickled me. Bad And Naughty Andromaches Get Put In The Pear Wiggler To Atone For Their Crimes.

the drowning sequence was cool

copley trying to talk to andy while she was like o_o at him was great

ive hit the picture limit but id seen that panel where nicky goes 'forgive me' as he kills a guy out of context and it was HILARIOUSLY anticlimactic for me to discover that there was literally no context to it. nicky just apologizes to random people he kills. i thought that guy was someone he knew or something. nope its just Some Guy that nicky didnt know from adam

nile's complaint that andy was especially brutal to the guys on the boat... i mean. . , how exactly does one kill a man with an axe and not be brutal about it?

it was funny how noriko kissed andy and the only people who seemed surprised by that were nile and also andy

nicky and joe's complete non-reaction to finding out noriko is alive And Evil Now is endlesly funny. they just left her on that boat and neither cared. i get book and nile not caring but joe and nicky knew her, and they just have 0 input on the subject of what to do with her

pinstripe suit guy!

joe and nicky and booker packing up and leaving with nile

andy blowing up at nile was A Moment tho

i dont know, i get why people didnt like the ending but its. .. . it makes more sense in the comicverse. bc the squad doesnt really. .. interact outside of jobs? i mean, think of the moon landing story in ttt. that was booker and joe and nicky doing a job and andy only showed up a for a couple minutes after it was done. or the brunch in the first issue of opening fire. the squad arent as tight in the comic, and andy often seems to do her own thing outside of work, so andy saying 'i dont want to do work anymore' and the squad being like 'alright bye then' makes more sense in this universe than the movie one

also i feel like greg was Trying to set up a thing where nile becomes the Leader of The Squad after andy dies but like. its not very well done since. . . i mean, nile hasnt spoken to booker since opening fire, (and she only knew him A Day). and shes known joe and nicky all that time, but there isnt really anything that indicates that they have any relationship at all, much less one that's grown. in all the comicverse the only time nile and nicky speak is in FM, and in that scene nicky tells nile about noriko. nile goes from someone who needs to be set aside to have background knowledge explained to her to being the Leader of the group with nothing in between. it kind of... comes out of nowhere.

on the other hand tho... i felt really bad for andy thru the whole thing. well, i always felt bad for andy, but in this one she seemed so miserable, especially since it really felt like none of the others actually.... cared about her. when noriko came back no one asked andy how she was doing (big question ik, but it wouldve showed they cared at least), nobody ever expressed any concern for her, no one even really seemed to want to be around her. in opening fire everyone was more distant than in the movie of course, but there were little moments where she would joke with joe, or nicky would try and comfort her, or stuff like that, but in FM it really felt like they just didnt really care about her. & in opening fire it felt a lot like andy's relationship with nile breathed some new life into her, but in FM it felt like all they did was argue. i get theyre not *as* close in the comics but it really felt like the only person who cared about andy at all was noriko (which was probably also how andy felt) but it just seemed to come out of nowhere. honestly i was reading and i was honestly agreeing with andy that she might just be better off if she did just die. opening fire, on the other hand, never make me feel that way

tho everyone made it sound like when the squad split up it was one of those cursed 'the found family leaves each other at the end of the journey' tropes. but guys i mean,,, this is the second installment out of three. that isnt the End. theyll come back in the third one and Dramatically Reunite to fight some baddies (probably those 'others' noriko mentioned). im guessing yitzhak fits into that too somehow.

anyways it wasnt That Bad but it made me kind of sad and the only Sweet Found Family vibes in it were when they saved booker. also they shouldve beefed up that nilemoose romance, it underwhelmed me. 6.5/10

i also ABSOLUTELY understand all of greg's comments about how you couldnt make FM directly into a movie, he always said that it had no plot and. i get it now. it really didnt have a plot sdfghjkl

#nicoloalkaysani #it took me So Long to type this up #asdfghjk

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gaysonlyocean · 4 years ago

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we love being suddenly reminded of why the prequel sucks and meatica be egging me on so f to everyone but its essay time kjhgfghjk

putting under the cut cause i have Things to Say as someone who has watched both 2011 and 1982 hundreds of times

the main problem i have with it is that its not actually all that loyal to the original like its supposed to be, and the part where it Is loyal then they dont give reasoning for example when the axe is lodged in the door kate says “dont touch it” but the only reason is that thats where its supposed to be, if it was pinning the thing there it would make sense but it wasnt

and theres never any explanation for the tapes that were found, especially the thermite, i know out of universe that those are from the 50s movie but it wouldnt be that hard to add in but they didnt and it really urks me

another thing they got wrong is just how split face looks and while thats small, its definitely out shadowed by how they were literally handed the amount of people at the norweigian base and completely ignored that

furthermore the whole movie feels forced in a way, as someone who took a lot of drama in highschool it reminds me of when you first rehearse on the stage rather than the class room - your well established in how to portray your character but you walk to certain spots without reason because thats what your script tells you to do

speaking of forced; i am forever enraged at the bullshit romantic subplot they had to shove in there, i have never been good at picking up when the plot of something is trying to put two characters together but everyone i know who have seen this movie was caught off guard when they started implying that kate loves carter, there was no chemisty or build up it just suddenly put them together in such a awkward way that me and my friends have made a inside joke out of it (”your teeth”)

the characters are also a huge problem on their own; unlike its predecessor there is nothing likeable about the characters, i know of many people who are into the thing as a whole and only one of them have anything good to say about single character in this movie meanwhile we can and have gone on night long talks about the characters in the original, the prequel is completely soulless in its characters and i honestly dont remember most of them despite watching it several times

and i will never understand why only about 10% of the norweigian base is norweigian, if it was just one american character i would understand more but it isnt, nearly everyone is american

and the problem with the effects is not that they are cgi -i do enjoy cgi despite what i say i just wish people would give practical effects more recognision- the problem is that they had a studio produce hundreds of animatronics and puppets and suits for this movie only to then cover them all up with cgi, meaning all that hard work that not only honoured rob bottins work (who was literally hospitalised due to exhaustion during his work on the thing 1982 while only being 21 years old) but took that studio so many months of effort and passion and money was wasted, and then they couldnt even be repurposed due to copyright, and the footage of the effects are on youtube and they would have been wonderful but alas they were covered up

plus as someone who has seen many but not all of the other media surrounding the thing 1982 (i have not read who goes there nor have i seen the 50s movie despite owning it) it can say that there is nothing of substance in the prequel, the video game was a weird choice and feels more resident evil than anything but the added onto the movie and tried to follow it as closely as possible even showing us a cameo of macready himself, the comics had some choices to say the least (the thing having actual sex is one of them as well as the sheepicide) but once again it used what we had from the movie and followed it and i will forever remember the ending of eternal vows where macready straight up started breaking down over the thing killing so many people, the novelisation definitely takes liberties but even then it still gives us more to work with that the prequel ever did, and when a poor choice game a very odd comic series and a novel that has the characters suggest the norweigians were on meth beat the prequel something is clearly up

the thing 2011 is the hollow shell of what the original brought to us, it fails as a horror movie as its not even remotely scary (as shown by how my friend who doesnt like horror was not bothered by it at all) and it fails as prequel for how badly it fails the fans of the original and that is why i think we should throw it into the sea :)

#the thing 1982 #the thing 2011 #meatica endorsed post

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lumen-adstrum · 5 years ago

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sylvain x reader angst to fluff please! maybe they get in a fight and before they can resolve it something happens to s/o and theres a bit of a scare and then are able to resolve things

A/N: Thank you so much for the request! I tried to deliver as best I could anon, I hope you like it!

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Sylvain has never been... the easiest person to like. Many of his friends will say this with confidence, and hundreds of women would likely tell you just the same - if not insult him. Many would think that would be plenty for [Y/N] to keep their distance. However, somewhere in their daily banters of Sylvain mercilessly flirting and in turn being shut down in a witty fashion... feelings began to take root. At first, it was easy to ignore and pretend that things were fine, lunch table discussions flowed like normal despite the lingering gazes or internalized wonders of 'what ifs' and 'just maybes.'

No one tells you how quickly feelings develop, that one moment you're only noticing the small things and then it feels like only days later the mere thought of that person keeps you up at night day-dreaming in a lovesick daze.

Knowing Sylvain, [Y/N] knows just how much of a playboy he is, they know how he strings girls along, that he can hardly remember their names at the rate he goes through them. They know this, and yet still they find themselves hopelessly gripping onto a possible future where maybe he'd settle and be loyal to them.

With lunch hour at its busiest, people were bustling through noisily, loud chatter filled the room as people tried desperately to find their favorite dish. [Y/N] always arrived early, for the hottest plate and the best seat. Their friend, Ingrid, was usually hot on their heels, and today was no different. The usual food, the same spot, and recently the same conversation between transpired.

"Really... [Y/N] I think you should move on." Ingrid's voice was gentle with eyes shining full of concern. "He... Isn't likely to change. You're only going to hurt yourself." She had good intentions, trying to steer them towards someone more compassionate. "Ashe is a hard worker, he's also very kind. Why don't you consider someone like him?"

Before they could even protest, a familiar voice from behind them made their heart thump wildly in their chest. "Ooh, I see. Lucky for you, I stepped in at the perfect time. Sounds like someone's lovesick." Sylvain took his usual spot across the table, for a moment they worried he had overheard the entirety of the conversation and knew just who Ingrid was referencing in the start. "Who's the guy? Dimitri? I guess girls do love a dashing type." Well... He was onto something there. Sylvain was dashing himself, a true knightly personality, and chivalrous too. Although, one could say that was all an act to get girls to fall for him, [Y/N] knew better than that.

"No, it's not Dimitri." [Y/N]'s response was half a sigh, poking their spoon at the peach sorbet melting in its cup. They spent the entirety of the dining hall's lunch break together with Sylvain listing off members of the Blue Lion house one by one just to receive a denial in response.

“Oh come on [Y/N]! I’ve listed every Blue Lion student there is! You wouldn’t turn your back on us and find forbidden love in one of the other houses! ...Or would you?” Suddenly, his eyes are scrutinizing, as if to peer into the depths of their soul and pry the answer out that way. “Unless… You’ve fallen in love with me?” The words made their heart skip a beat, especially when he used that teasing tone of his. Ingrid’s worried glance to their warming face didn’t go unnoticed, and the silence that suddenly fell over the group made Sylvain reconsider the reality of that jest.

“Wait- wait. No. What happened to all that crap before? The ‘not even in your dreams Sylvain.’ This has got to be a joke. Us, together?” A joke… That was exceptionally cruel, as if [Y/N] would be so callous.

“It’s not a joke. Unlike some people, I’m genuine about my feelings and I don’t lie through my teeth to people just to break their hearts later.” Slamming their spoon on the table, [Y/N] stood from their seat just to turn their back on Sylvain and begin walking towards the exit.

“[Y/N]!” Ingrid and Sylvain spoke in sync, one a more accusatory tone while the other held concern. “That was horrible Sylvain!” Ingrid gritted her teeth together, voice a low hiss seeing as some curious people were now eyeing down their table with the hopes of overhearing what the newest drama was about. As if they clearly didn’t know with a certain redhead being involved.

“How was that horrible?! It was a genuine question!” Truthfully, he didn’t see where he had gone wrong, it was always that way with him. Women were too complex for him to understand, and Ingrid would never tire of saying it was simply because he was an idiot. He watched in confusion as the woman stood from the table with a heated glare. “Where are you going?”

“To comfort [Y/N], and until you figure out where you went wrong, don’t even bother talking to them.” With that, Ingrid was off to search the monastery. She found them at the stables, where they met time and time again with them caring for the horses together. She wouldn’t say “I told you so.” even if it was on the tip of her tongue. Instead, Ingrid laid a comforting hand on their shoulder. As if on cue, the figure collapsed against Ingrid with a helpless sob. “Oh, come now, it’s not that bad. Now you can move on, find someone worth the trouble…”

The sound of footsteps on cobblestone made [Y/N] stand straight, quickly wiping at their eyes and trying to look presentable. “Oh, good afternoon Professor… You’re looking troubled.” At Ingrid’s observation, they lifted their head to observe Byleth, and indeed he looked troubled with his brow furrowed and a slight frown.

“I’m afraid our mission for the month has turned dire, I need to round up a handful of students to leave immediately. Can I count on you two?” His voice was slightly sympathetic as if he knew the timing might be a slight annoyance.

“Of course, we’ll ready the horses and meet you at the entrance.” Under new orders now, [Y/N] quickly put on their brave face and saddled up on their horse with Ingrid quick to follow. Soon, they met at the front gates of the monastery with Ashe, Dimitri, Dedue, and Mercedes. It was a small group, but all capable if instructed well. Byleth was quick to reassure them all that Catherine and Shamir would be accompanying them and at their aid.

When Sylvain had found out about the mission, he was beside himself with worry for reasons he didn’t quite understand. “You’ve been pacing a hole in the floor for an hour Sylvain, sit down, it’s pathetic to watch.” Felix’s voice cut through with an edge to it. If anything, the swordsman was more annoyed at the fact they’d been left behind rather than worried for their classmates.

“Something has to be wrong, they should have been back by now if it was a small mission, right? Why didn’t they take all of us?” The worried fretting had Felix groan out and hold his face briefly, trying to compose his temper.

“Who knows how far out the location was, besides, the professor knows what he’s doing. Mercedes is there if anyone gets hurt.” While Felix had a point, there was still that nagging voice in the back of his head. Even Sylvain couldn’t grasp what had him so anxious, but as he glanced towards the gate, he could see the professor returning with the class. However, something was very wrong with the picture. [Y/N] didn’t sit upon their horse with a knightly air about them, instead, they were laying in a heap in Catherine’s arms.

“Shit!” Without warning, he was out of the entrance hall and meeting them at the gates. “What happened to [Y/N]?! Are they alright?!” Catherine stepped around him quickly, a brief warning look from Shamir directed at him.

“Out of the way kid. We’re getting her to the infirmary.”

It was Ingrid who rode up at his side, dismounting with a worried frown of her own. “[Y/N] took an arrow and fell off their horse. Mercedes closed the wound, but they hit their head pretty hard. We haven’t been able to get them to wake up, we were hoping Manuela might be able to reassure us or help in some way.”

How was it even possible? They were always so cautious and diligent on the battlefield… Sylvain was always left in awe half of the time. [Y/N] had the true makings of a vigilant knight, and while he understood everyone made mistakes… It was just unlike them. However, it didn’t take a genius to understand that their earlier conversation had affected their battle.

“Let’s just see what Manuela has to say.” Under Ingrid’s recommendation, Sylvain followed her quickly to the infirmary where [Y/N] laid unconscious. “How do they look?” As his friend did the talking, Sylvain took a seat next to their bed, watching intently as he awaited an answer.

“Well, the poor thing fell pretty hard… They’ll wake up, but they’ll have a concussion to worry about for a while. I've asked the professor to take it easy on them for the next month.” Ingrid breathed a sigh of relief as Sylvain took their limp hand in his own. His expression was grim despite knowing they’d be okay soon enough. What if that arrow had struck them somewhere fatal, or what if they had the potential of never waking after hitting their head so hard? What if they had died before they could properly talk? They were only students, but their responsibilities put them in grave situations. This school wasn’t as lighthearted and frivolous as he had once thought.

He sat there for hours, well past the visits of their classmates and the occasional check-in from Manuela. Not once did [Y/N] stir from sleep, and briefly, he worried there was that possibility they would never wake. With a heavy sigh, he trapped their hand between both of his and brought it to his forehead in a silent prayer to the goddess.

“[Y/N]... I wish it wasn’t like this right now… I’d rather have you mad at me in the stables than laying in this stupid infirmary bed. We’d bicker about the conversation we had earlier, neither of us would understand each other because I wouldn’t be honest about my feelings. Until eventually I’d tell you how much you mean to me and that it scares me. That I’ve never felt this way for someone before and that terrifies me.” He took in a shuddering breath, squeezing their hand just a bit tighter. “I’d tell you I love you.” His statement was hardly above a whisper.

It seemed all too unreal to him, the subtle scoff that caused Sylvain’s head to shoot up, staring at [Y/N] who laid with their brows furrowed and just a hint of a smirk tugging at their lips. “So it takes me getting hurt physically for you to confess?” Truly, he was a gawking mess now, enough to pull a laugh from his company’s lips. Sitting up from the bed, their hand brushed against his cheek gently. “Sylvain… I won’t forgive you if you hurt me like that again.”

Instantly, his hand found their’s, holding it to his lips and kissing the tips of their fingers. “I won’t. Never again, I promise. I’ll be honest from here on out.” He meant it too. Soon he dropped their hand to instead get a good look at their face. “How do you feel? Should I get Manuela so she can make sure everything is in order? Can I get you anything?”

“Well… I could use one thing right about now.” [Y/N] mused to themselves, and Sylvain was quick to lean in closer.

“What is it? Anything, and it’s your’s.”

“A kiss.” The answer was so simple, but it was clear the male wasn’t expecting it, and just even for a moment, his face almost looked red in his shock. He didn’t stay stumped for long, leaning over the bed and closing in to press a ginger kiss on their lips.

“Ah… Young love. Such a waste.” Manuela’s dry voice caused the two to break apart with a start. “Now out! I won’t tolerate this behavior here.” The way she swatted at Sylvain with annoyance caused [Y/N] to bubble out a laugh, gently pulling on his sleeve and leaning in.

“Oh, and one last thing… I love you too.” There was a dopey smile that spread onto his lips. As he was shooed out the door by Manuela, he stole one last glance with a promise that he would return first thing in the morning for them.

#fire emblem x reader #Fire Emblem Three Houses #feth x reader #sylvain x reader #x reader #x reader requests #fe3h x reader #sylvain gautier #gender not specified #gender nuetral #gender netural reader #request #requests open #requests #ask

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bitchiha · 5 years ago

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hiiiii could i pls request some fluffy yamato headcanons? i love him sm and theres so little content for him😔 but i recently found ur blog and i love it sm! im especially fond of ur music taste headcanons - they're super accurate lol❣️

A/N: Haha yes!! Yamato is my baby!! Also ty sm, I really liked the music taste headcanons too 🥺💓

Just a random side note: while I was writing this it was deadass snowing. In May. Smh.

✎ Fluffy Yamato Headcanons

Okay so for starters, he is so overworked. Like he won’t stop working even if he’s drained, so you’ll have to step in and tell him he needs to sleep. The thing is, he won’t actually rest unless you’re gonna be there with him. He’s clingy like that tehe.

Really likes when you lay your head on his chest or just have any contact with him at all when you two are sleeping. Likes being a big spoon sometimes, but he will literally engulf your body with his own. So sometimes it’s better when you are the big spoon because you won’t end up suffocating. He also lives for when you drape a leg across his body. Idk why but he loves it.

Don’t get me wrong he loves Kakashi, but sometimes Yamato can’t help but feel like he’s not as good as him. So, that’s where you come in and give him lots of praise. He lives for your praise, like that one time 2 weeks ago, when he was helping you carry your groceries to your apartment you called him strong and its still fresh in his mind. So Basically, when he’s fighting someone, he’ll think about all the compliments you give him and they make him like 10 times stronger.

He’s kind of the awkward one in the relationship, so at first he wouldn’t try and initiate anything, it was mostly up to you. Now though, he will at least try and initiate kisses and cuddles. He really loves affection, he’s just is a little awkward in asking for it. However, he is so responsive if you initiate anything, probably bc he’s been touched starved deadass.

Anyways— in terms of public affection he’s obviously still incredibly shy. Will go red faced at anything more than hand holding. He likes having you with him in public, but he’s still that slightly awkward boy so he prefers leaving all the intimate stuff for home. If Kakashis there he might be a little more affectionate towards you, unconsciously though. Like your laughing at Kakashis joke? Nah sis, now his hands on your thigh and your shook asf bc he never does things like that in public, but he won’t even notice he did it.

If ever you two are partnered on missions or just out on a walk, if he sees you’re getting tried he will literally wood style justu you a fucking couch or bed. That’s another thing, he’s really good at attention to detail. So he can read you like a book and will be so freaking attentive to your needs. If there is the slightest chnage in your attitude he will know. He was in the Anbu afterall, like mans is talented.

He literally adores you, like you have him wrapped around your finger. If you need something, he will get it for you as fast as possible. Will 10/10 put you before himself in like any situation ever. Also, if you go on missions together he’s always going to keep a really close eye on you. Sometimes you have to tell him to focus on himself more because he will not think about himself if you’re around.

Will probably ask Sakura for advice when it comes to relationship trouble. Like if he doesn’t know what to do for your birthday, what gift to get you, if your fighting, things like that.

Your apartment is full of wood furniture. Oh you need a new table? Boom. Wood style jutsu. Oh you need a new doorframe? Wood style jutsu. Your chair leg is wobbling? Woodstyle justu. It kind of makes your apartment look a little crazy but you don’t mind because Yamato is very proud of himself.

Oh I forgot, he starts off as not the best kisser ever. Like his brain goes into overdrive the first time you ever made out and he didn’t know how to do anything, he was a flustered mess. So you had to lead most of it. Trust me though, when you start to do it more often, he gets the hang of it and he will master it. Like I said, he’s really observant, so he’ll know when you like what he’s doing and when you don’t like it.

So ladies and gents that concludes this one, also like.. I know this isn’t a big milestone but like my blog has 50 followers now so that’s cool, it’s growing pretty fast tbh so thank you!😎 halfway to a hundred amirite

#naruto headcanons #naruto imagines #naruto shippuden #yamato #kakashi hakate #anime #anime headcanons #incorrect naruto quotes #anon #naruto

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dumbdancemomssideblog · 5 years ago

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S1E1: The Competition Begins

okie dokie first ever episode of dance moms rewatch starts now :0 i actually remember watching this the very first time it aired on lifetime because i was channel surfing and saw a commercial for it earlier that day. that was the summer between 8th and 9th grade. ah memories... i didnt know what to expect because i did dance when i was a kid but not on a competition team and it was mostly ballet so i was pretty unfamiliar with this whole world.

anyway lets begin. this is probably gonna be a longer post than what i’ll end up writing for the other episodes in season 1 bc the first episode introduces so much info, just a heads up

Act 1: (aside: yes its insufferable to divide this into “acts” when its really just like “segments separated by commercial breaks” but thats how they’re called in actual tv scripts so im just going with that cuz i cant think of a better/easier way uwu)

god this is so fucking early 2010s lmao

i miss these days where they were just talented nobodies from pittsburgh on a low budget reality tv show that nobody even knew would be successful. and the bad hair and makeup but idk if that was also just a 2011 thing lol

THE REAL HOUSEWIVES GREEN SCREEN INTROS IM DYING

the chalkboard !!!! they werent doing the pyramid on the mirror yet

(apparently abby never did anything similar to the pyramid thing but the producers made her and it became a whole Thing on the show and thats why the moms were like wtf is this bullshit the first week)

mackenzie looks like a toddler. chloe is so tiny. theyre the 2 who changed the most physically over the course of the show

i remember watching this for the first time being used to ballet lyrical and jazz but never having done or really seen acro/gymnastics in dance choreo and being SO flabbergasted. i was thinking “a chin stand is not dancing what the actual hell” and yknow what? i was right

melissa: “my boyfriend knows how much i spend on dance because he signs the checks...............hermehhemrherrmehermh” (the most awkward laugh omg)

maddie is wearing a fucking bumpit in her hair i cannot

melissa deadass just said out loud “im here for my daughter im not here to make friends” ok everybody mark that one off on your catty women’s reality tv show bingo card!

camera man accidentally getting in the shot filming right in front of the huge wall-mirror.... what is this, amateur hour? i’ll let it slide since its the first day of filming rehearsal but step it up, boys

aw i forgot about maddie getting sick and crying :/ poor kid

melissa saying “i cant stand a chid that’s sick” sounds so edited like the intonation made it seem to me like they just cut her off mid-sentence i love lifetime

oh this was still when they were wearing normal stuff to class/rehearsal like black leotards bc they werent getting sent a trillion crazy 2-piece dancewear outfits for free yet bc they werent famous, man those were the days

Act 2:

[obligatory b-roll footage of downtown pittsburgh]

the maddie chloe paige trio !!!! this is making me feel so nostalgic

“knees together, paige. you’re bow-legged, you need to fix that”

“you’re tall, you’re skinny, you’re a beautiful girl, you can do better than this. FOCUS” shes like 10 abby what the hell

“people think im tough and i guess i am but i would rather be the one to make your kid cry in the privacy of my studio than at an open-call audition in front of hundreds of people”

okay unpopular opinion alert: i agree with a lot of what abby says about stuff like this but her delivery is flawed, to but it euphemistically, that being said i think the production team of the show and the fame inflating her ego changed all of this somewhere over the course of the second season and its really sad to see :/ i can expand on that thought later tho

aw paige crying bc abby correcting her (but not saying anything personal or out of line, just technique corrections (at based on what we were shown, we dont know everything she said oop)) shes a sensitive kid she never should have been put on this show :(

paige looks exactly like her mom i didnt realize that before

nia and holly were done so dirty throughout the whole series in terms of the narrative the producers set up about nia being the weakest link :/

Act 3:

cathy’s entire involvement in the show from the very beginning was so painfully obviously scripted (or at least heavily staged)

vivi was also done dirty by the show’s narrative and she was only 6 and they presented her as like the butt of the joke bc her mom’s “character” was crazy and also she wasnt good at dance. i wonder how she feels about the show now that shes a teenager hmm. she really seemed not to give a fuck about dance for better or for worse when she was a kid tho so maybe she doesnt care ?

in what universe would an owner of another competitive dance studio bring her own kid to another studio more than an hour’s drive away, AND be under the impression that she could compete with them in a week, especially when they showed the kids’ and moms’ shocked reaction at the start of the episode to having to learn a dance in a week and compete it? like really what is the point of cathy and vivi being a part of this show im so ????

Act 4:

THE MINISTER DAWN OUTBURST HOW DID I FORGET ABOUT THIS

this fight is about 50% of what got them a full season 1 and then things took off from there tbh. the other 50% was the electricity dance but thats a point for next episode..... :)

“you’re a minister act like one” “YOU’RE RIGHT I AM A MINISTER! LET’S PLAY THE BIBLE GAME ABBY, WHEN JESUS SAW THINGS THAT WERE WRONG HE WENT AFTER THEM, AND YOU’RE NOT GOING TO DO THIS TO MY KID” ma’am i think the wrongs jesus addressed were of slightly more importance than a preteen being told she cant take a dance class if shes violating the studio’s dress code

this is so good bc it wasnt staged afaik and there are regular students all throughout the building just STARING at them like lmao what even is going on, so im pretty sure this is real???

regardless, yeah dont wear socks and a tshirt to an acrobatics class, thats common fucking sense

another cameraman-in-mirror sighting, but its hard to think about angles when filming spontaneous drama like this, so i wont count it against them

“you called me fat” (i remember that being in the episode but thats not on the episode available through lifetime on demand that im watching from my moms tv hmmmmmm) “i told you to close and tuck in your two-piece costume, theres a big difference. HOW CAN YOU REMEMBER THAT BUT YOU CAN’T REMEMBER TO TURN YOUR FEET OUT” uh scream

she really called the police on this woman i cannot handle this. can you imagine being a police officer responding to this call?

“we have a parent thats out of control. pardon? no shes doesnt have weapons, just her mouth” iconic

im sorry im still not over the hair and makeup. the flat hair with the side bangs. the black pencil eyeliner applied all the way around the eye. why did any of us think this was a look :( why did we do this :(

Act 5:

they went all the way to phoenix to compete 3 numbers, only 2 of which are shown in the episode.

i think this is the only time they ever went to west coast dance explosion because its an actual competition and they wouldnt allow filming after this lol i think they did go to wcde one weekend in addition to a competition where they were filming but it wasnt shown or mentioned at all

abby not wanting brooke and paige to have a french manicure on stage if theyre the only ones in the group with the french tips is perfectly valid idk why it was framed as some crazy micromanaging shit

i also am really not a fan of the whole “high functioning alcoholic wine mom/crazy stage mom” schtick they were pushing for the first few episodes of this show

in retrospect i feel like so many of the quips in this episode were intentionally fucking crazy just to get the audience engaged enough to want to watch more episodes...

“see those girls down there, those girls with the legs? thats who you’re up against, so step it up”

abby warning them that its dangerous for their little party hats to slip when they’re doing aerials and pirouettes and stuff: “what if you were at radio city music hall and they had the ice rink out and you were doing a side aerial and fell 13 stories down and died, huh?” fantastic point abby thank you for saying that to 5 girls ages 8-12 less than 5 minutes before they went on stage. perfect time for a teaching moment like that :)

i forgot how bad the camera work was in the first few episodes for footage of their performances. like they really didnt think the show’s audience would actually want to watch the kids dance, the producers and editors thought we just wanted to see stage mothers yelling at each other lol

also the mic feed over the music of abby talking to herself giving them corrections while watching them dance on stage.... im so glad they quit doing that. i dont remember them doing it like that for any other episode, i hope im right

this choreo is very basic and its a cute dance i guess but its very cringe in some places and for the first episode this is such a forgettable group routine

their scandalized reaction to placing third and the sad piano music is so funny honestly

and maddies reaction in the interview which was almost definitely fed to her by the producers where shes like “i win all the time i dont really know what its like to LOSE i always win or get runner up” so many of maddies lines from season 1 interviews sound so fake and she was probably too naive to know they were getting her to say that stuff so they could paint her as a conceited brat (she was EIGHT)

the trio costume was so ugly im sorry (is it supposed to be like a 50s pinup bathing suit?) (and the headband thing looks so bad) and also the music is bad but they had no real authority over that bc of copyright stuff

chloe’s headpiece coming forward and the ensuing drama was another moment in the episode that really solidified public interest in the show imho....

“YOU’RE IN THE BAR HAVING A DRINK AND YOUR KID’S HEADPIECE IS FALLING OFF” “it did not FALL OFF it CAME FORWARD it was FINE!!!”

“mistakes happen, we’re human.” “YOU are. mistakes like that dont happen to me”

and then the “next time on dance moms” with the WILDLY INAPPROPRIATE electricity dance, of course. genuinely that was really smart of the producers in terms of structuring things to generate intrigue lol. and obviously it ended up working....

#dance moms #s1e1 #season 1

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mxtantrights · 4 years ago

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Dreamscape - two

a/n: hi!! send me a message if you liked it! or wanna talk <3

word count: 2.2k

warnings: violence, humor in place of actual feelings

TWO HOURS LATER

STARK TOWER. NYC

The hours kept on passing by quickly for Mari and people were slowly leaving the party. That meant that it was getting more intimate. She had learned about several names in the last minutes and she was proudly keeping up. But there was one stare in the room that wasn't leaving her face.

The small group was talking amongst themselves as Mari zoned out. She was thinking about why she couldn't remember the battle of New York. She had to be somewhere in there, she was an agent after all. How could she just forget?

A high pitched ringing came through Mari's ear and it made her hiss. She held her hands over her ears in annoyance as she looked around to see where the noise was coming from. But all that she was was everyone else reacting to the high pitched ringing too.

Tony pulled out some weird kind of tablet from his pocket and looked at it. Maybe it had been the source of the sound. Mari didn't know.

A few seconds passed by and she heard clattering footsteps. It made her jolt out of her seat in an instant. It reminded her too much of her captors coming to get her out of her cell to do their little science projects on her.

"No, no..." A voice- an automated voice, came from down below the seating area where everyone was. Mari stood still and watched as a few people in the group laid their attention on what was down there. "How could you be worthy? You're all killers."

The blonde man that Mari came to know as Steve was ready and alert. "Stark." He called out to Tony but he looked as confused as anyone else. "Jarvis?" Tony called out for someone else. Mari wondered who this Jarvis person was.

"I'm sorry I was asleep," Mari inched closer to the scene and saw a robot. An actual robot talking to them. It was all beaten up and torn apart but it was standing there talking like nothing was wrong. Like it was normal. "Noise and I was tangled hmm... strings had to kill the other guy he was a good guy."

"You killed someone?" Steve questioned with all the courage of a solider. He was questioning a robot. Mari was bugged out by all of this but it was something to keep her mind off of her own story.

The robot kept turning around and adjusting. "Wouldn't have been my first call but down in the real world we're faced with ugly choices." The machine spoke as if it were human. Like it could make choices and know things like feelings.

"Who sent you?" Thors voice made Mari's eyes wander over to him. She wondered how they all were so brave right now to even stand there. The robot looked ugly and defeated and psycho and Mari wanted nothing to do with it. Tony's voice came from the robot and played over his own words.

Dr. Banner named the robot and the robot perked up a bit if that was possible. "In the flesh." It joked but then it looked down at itself. "Or no not yet. Not this christmas but I'm ready." As the robot spewed words Mari noticed Maria grabbing her gun and Thor with his hands on his hammer.

The same one they were all laughing about and trying to pick up just a few minutes ago. In a few minutes things went from sociable fun to- whatever this was. Mari had no weapons on her seeing as she just got out of captivity.

"I'm on mission." The robot stated which made Mari's fear charts go up a mile. A robot had a mission? How much had she missed? It was only three years. What happened in three years? "What mission?" One of the voices around her asked but they were all beginning to fade into one as she felt the panic bubble up.

"Peace in our time." The robot put lightly and without a warning the glass behind it shattered and out came other robots. Flying robots.

While everyone else in the room was equipped to handle the situation there was one person here that could get hurt. That needed to be protected. Dr.Cho.

Mari shielded the doctor as the two ran to take cover by the piano. Everything turned to war around the both of them. She saw Steve fly across the room after being hit with a coffee table. Thor knocked his hammer into one of the robots which sent it flying like a baseball out of field. Clint and Rhodey- Tony's babysitter-- were running somewhere.

Mari felt a shark twinge in her arm and inspected it. A huge chunk of glass was lodged into her forearm. With her free hand she took it out slowly and threw the chunk of clear glass on the floor. It was painted with a transparent white fluid.

She looked at the supposed wound only to see something else. There was smoke coming out of her skin. Something inside her egged her on to feel it, touch it, anything. She listened to the voice in her head. Her fingers ran over the wound and the smoke seeped back into the cut and slowly left a white mark where it used to be.

"Thats..." Dr.Cho trailed off looking in awe at Mari's healed wound on her arm. Mari shook her head lightly in disbelief and screamed in surprise as a robot fell to the ground near the two of them.

"Get behind me." Mari spoke softly yet ordered the doctor. Dr.Cho knelled slightly behind her as the robot buzzed back to life and flew into action. It's hands were raised and ready to fire but Mari's powers had a mind of their own.

A transparent white wall went up between the two women. Mari could see Steve and Thor behind the robot gearing for a fight. "Blondies! Help!" She shouted and Steve sprung into action, taking the robot into his hands and throwing it like a frisbee. And not a moment later Thor's hammer collided with it.

A little more chaos ensued but soon enough the robots were taken care of. Well, almost all of them.

"that was dramatic." The robot's voice cut through the somewhat silence and made Mari's shield disappear. "I'm sorry I know you mean well you just didn't think it through you want to protect the world but you don't want it to change how is humanity saved if it's not allowed to evolve?"

Mari felt her body grew cold at the word evolve. What if that's what she's done? What they did to her? Made her evolve? She watched as the robot picked up the destroyed one on the floor as an example. "With these? These puppets. theres only one path to peace," it stopped for dramatic effect and turned to look at everyone in the room "the avengers extinction"

Thor wasted no time in throwing his hammer at the robot and smashing it between the wall. It broke into pieces but the head was still attached and on. The voice ghosted through the room "I had strings but now I'm free.."

It seemed like the world waited for no one. Not even Marizella to cope with what had happen to her. No. She was to be thrown into battle and push everything to the back of her mind. At least she willed herself of this thought.

Anything was better to her than having to deal with herself.

The group settled into a lab of some sort. Everyone was fanned out and talking specifics. Maria and Mari were both sitting near a desk. Mari had chosen to stand seeing as Maria was digging out glass from the sole of her foot.

Mari had gathered that Ultron was created by Tony. And that it went rouge for reasons unknown but now it was surely out to kill the avengers and then humanity. Or create peace in our time but that sounded like bullshit as always.

As Mari was trying to understand the concept of a robot gone rouge Thor stomped into the lab. He- he was wearing something new now. It looked a little bit familiar to her maybe she saw his photo somewhere.

But he wasn't happy. Instead he was very angry as he gripped Tony's throat in one hand and lifted him off the floor. Mari yelped a bit at seeing the weird fight play out. "Come on use your words buddy." Tony's voice came out scratched and strained.

"Oh I have more than enough words to describe you Stark." Thor surely snarled at the playboy making Mari nervous. He said he was from Asgard and that doesn't sound like a place on earth. He's got strength, a weird hammer. That man was definitely not human. "Thor! The legionnaire." Steve asked of him which made Thor put Tony down.

"The trail went cold about a hundred miles after it was headed north. And it has the scepter." Thor explained and Mari was left trying to make sense of what had happened tonight. She was so out of the loop it was funny. It was to her.

Another laugh beat her dry one to it. It was Tony. And Mari couldn't help herself but to hold down her own chuckle. Maria nudged her lightly but that only made it worse.

"You think this is funny?" Thor asked Tony with his arms crossed over his chest. Mari had to bite her tongue from letting out the hysterical laugh hiding in her throat. It was funny. It was horrible. An absolute tragedy.

She just came back from being imprisoned. Only for a robot that a genius made to basically threaten all life an humanity. But she's here! She's free! What wasn't funny about that?

"No, it's probably not. Right?" Tony looked at Mari who looked back at him with the same face and shook her head. They were both obviously in hysterics at the moment. But for two very different reasons. "This is very terrible. Is it so- is it so- it is. It's so terrible-"

"This could've been avoided if you hadn't played with something that you-" Thor's anger coursed through the room which finally made Mari stop with her laughing. Instead she focused on the team of superheroes that didn't look like a team. Not to her at least.

"No I'm sorry- it is funny. It' a hoot that you don't get why we need this" Tony matched up to Thor's level but even then the blonde man was over shadowing him. Mari noticed that out of everyone in the room Tony was the one at the head of it.

"Tony maybe this might not be the time" Banner spoke softly to try and calm Tony but that didn't do any good. Tony instead turned to Banner. "Really thats it? you just roll over show your belly every time somebody snarls?"

"Only when we've created a murder bot." Banner recanted and Mari's eyes went wide. It was a serious situation. And she was just laughing a few seconds ago. But that robot could be out there killing people.

"We didn't." Tony disagreed and looked to Banner. "We weren't even close, were close to an interface?" He asked the doctor and his face didn't help Tony's case. And before either of them could speak up on the matter Steve did.

"Well you did something right and you did it right here. The avengers was supposed to be different than shield." Mari grew a little light headed at that remark. What was that supposed to mean? Was SHEILD now known as a faulty organization? Just because of the corruption inside of it? That was unfair.

"Anyone remember when I carried a nuke through a wormhole? " Tony asked the group but it struck something in Mari. For the first time since the day she was taken she finally able to remember something. A glimpse of something.

A black hole in the middle of the city with a flood of aliens coming out of it. She blinked away the sight of terror in her head. It could have been one of her projected dreams. Ever since they did their experiments on her it's been hard to distinguish what was reality and what was fantasy.

And she never wanted to make something up about the missing day to make herself comfortable again. It's what she did for the first month she was captured. Until the hydra doctors walked her through a far worse nightmare.

Mari looked to Maria. "There was a wormhole? Like a real life- actual wormhole?" She asked in a whisper so the others wouldn't hear her and Maria nodded her head. Mari couldn't believe it. Maybe her dreams could hold the right information sometimes.

The group kept on talking but Mari was still stuck in her own head. She had just pictured the wormhole in her head. With no details from anyone at all. It was all on her own. But it was such a tiny second of it.

During the battle something must have happened. She must have seen something she wasn't supposed to see and gotten into the hands of the opposition. And it would make sense from there how she had been imprisoned.

Little old Mari just couldn't keep her nose out of their business.

#avengers x oc #marvel x oc #Steve Rogers x oc #thor odison x oc #marvel fic

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comicteaparty · 4 years ago

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July 13th-July 19th, 2020 CTP Archive

The archive for the Comic Tea Party week long chat that occurred from July 13th, 2020 to July 19th, 2020. The chat focused on Super Galaxy Knights Deluxe R by snuffysam.

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Comic Tea Party

BOOK CLUB START!

Hello and welcome everyone to Comic Tea Party’s Book Club~! This week we’ll be focusing on Super Galaxy Knights Deluxe R by snuffysam~! (http://sgkdr.thecomicseries.com/comics/)

You are free to read and comment about the comic all week at your own pace until July 19th, so stop on by whenever it suits your schedule! Discussions are freeform, but we do offer discussion prompts in the pins for those who’d like to have them. Additionally, remember that while constructive criticism is allowed, our focus is to have fun and appreciate the comic! Whether you finish the comic or can only read a few pages, everyone is welcome to join and chat with us!

DISCUSSION PROMPTS – PART 1

1. What did you like about the beginning of the comic?

2. What has been your favorite moment in the comic (so far)?

3. Who is your favorite character?

4. Which characters do like seeing interact the most?

5. What is something you like about the art? If you have a favorite illustration, please share it!

6. What is a theme you like that the comic explores?

7. What do you like about the comic’s story or overall related content?

8. Overall, what do you think the comic’s strengths are?

Don’t feel inspired by the prompts? Feel free to discuss anything else that interested you!

carcarchu

I'm only 5 pages in so far, but this comic has a great sense of humour i've already laughed out loud at some of the jokes

Deo101 [Millennium]

god yes the jokes all hit so well

carcarchu

i noticed an error on tapas, page 42 and page 45 are identical

Deo101 [Millennium]

oh no

snuffysam (Super Galaxy Knights)

@carcarchu fixed, thank you for pointing that out!

carcarchu

i'm 63 pages in now and i'm really enjoying this comic so far. it's solidly paced with an interesting cast of characters. the banter is really fun to read and i'm loving how the world building expands with each new character introduced

snuffysam (Super Galaxy Knights)

glad to hear it!!!

shadowhood {SunnyxRain}

Damn I feel bad for only reading this now

I love the comedic pauses in between the jokes, and it makes the situation more awkward and hilarious for me!

Also fourth wall breaking and lampshades

Feather J. Fern

I really like the line "I can't hear you from over there." Lampshading why people monologue but they are stepping away from the listener

I really enjoy these types of jokes, this comic has really good comedic timing.

Also It is long, but easy to digest, so I'm speeding through quite easily.

Also Sir Pokes a Lot!! My favourite character, and you killed them! (I love the animated parts of the comic too)

snuffysam (Super Galaxy Knights)

thank u!!!

and yeah, sorry about sir pokes-a-lot

Deo101 [Millennium]

Can not wait for y'all to meet my fave

shadowhood {SunnyxRain}

Wait WHAT SIR POKES A LOT DIES WHAT THE HELL

Oh yes, the animated parts always get me by surprise and I love them too

snuffysam (Super Galaxy Knights)

imo, there's an even sadder death in book 2...

RebelVampire

I like that the beginning just has a lot of comedy even while establishing the exposition parts. So you don't really even notice you're learning about characters, the world, and so forth, because the jokes just really make the entire experience vastly entertaining. My favorite moment in the comic is probably now when all the governors show up and Electric Zebra to fight the demon. Cause it was like a party of badasses, had lots of great comedy, lots of great fighting, and just all around it was nice to see everyone else embrace Mizuki's strengths too. My favorite character is a tie between Electric Zebra and Sword Warrior/Taci. Electric Zebra because I love that he works for the gov but also hates the gov while also moonlighting as a musician. He just all around is a fun character for me who could do no wrong. Taci I like because he's simultaneously arrogant, smart, caring, and selfish. I also like that he just blatantly announces his plans to become dictator. As for the art, I really love the colors. The entire comic is just a really colorful experience without being over-saturated, and I really think that makes it stand out, regardless of the other 3D aspects and such that make it stand out as well, of course. I like in the current book it explores the nature of making friends. Since Mizuki is trying hard to make friends with Stella, and Stella isn't having that. So I enjoy this exploration in terms of kind of what do you even do in those situations and how can you peacefully co-exist and overcome that grump gap.

As for the overall related content and the comic's strength, these are one in the same for me: the comedy. This is by far one of the few comic's that clicks for me in terms of comedy. Not only does it have fantastic timing, but a lot of it is really smart with lots of callbacks to things that happened - and damn do I love that sort of continuity. It's not even just the one-liner jokes though. Sometimes it's just the stories overall way of solving problems in comedic ways that is the best, so all in all, just a great entertaining comic.

Krispy §[Ghost Junk Sickness]§

The dialogue is so funny to go through, I love the way Snuffy characterises and just has fun!

also the cell shaded rendering is so cool! I love the aesthetic and design !

snuffysam (Super Galaxy Knights)

@RebelVampire regarding continuity stuff, this is basically the ending of book 2 lmao(edited)

mathtans

Hm, so this is somehow a trickier one for me to analyze since I've been reading it since the first CTP. Admittedly I fell behind after Book2 (busy months) but I just got caught back up (SpaceMySpace...) so I guess I'll do some further pondering and check back in later. ^^

snuffysam (Super Galaxy Knights)

ok so i finished re-reading my comic the only joke that made me legit laugh out loud this re-read was the dancing in panel 3 of this page: http://sgkdr.thecomicseries.com/comics/255 just because i completely forgot i put that gag in there lol

tbh my favorite character in the comic is taci. like, before his introduction, the comic was incomplete, in a sense. but with him in the picture, all the writing just fits together. (even past the fact that books 3-5 wouldn't happen without taci being a total weirdo who mailed hundreds of letters to the galaxy knights under fake names, lol)

Deo101 [Millennium]

taci is also my favorite,,, as you know, aha

Comic Tea Party

DISCUSSION PROMPTS – PART 2

9. Given the comic’s emphasis on comedy, what was your favorite joke insofar? What made it stand out to you compared to the others? In what ways does the comic’s comedy stand apart from other comics?

10. What do you think of Mizuki’s tactics for using magic? Is she crazy as many characters imply, or do you think she’ll continue to make it work far into the future? How will this decision affect her skills as a strategist?

11. What do you think King Zebugu is doing participating in Galaxy Knights trials? Do you think he’s finally changed his ways, or is he up to something? Also, will this help Taci achieve his own goals?

12. Do you think Mizuki will be able to become a Galaxy Knight? If so, what other trials will she have to work through? Additionally, what will become of some of the other characters such as Stella, Taci, and Pejiba in the trials?

Don’t feel inspired by the prompts? Feel free to discuss anything else that interested you!

Deo101 [Millennium]

Okay my favorite joke so far was DEFINITELY this one, it's the first one I think that really made me like, fully laugh out loud. I dont know why it got to me so much. Also it made me love cahe very much as well.

SPOILER

Also I think Mizuki's magic probably IS something to do with her abillity to copy other's magic really easily, and probably more efficiently.

and kinda combo of 11 and 12 but I hope they all become galaxy knights and be friends :)

(including king zebugu)

back about the magic thing I KNOW weve been told anyone can do any magic, it's just very draining and hard, so they use their own magics always... but People have also commented on her ability to actually utilize other's magics SO i feel like theres more to it than just her being incredibly stubborn.

RebelVampire

I'm sorry Cahe. You used to be my #2 fave character, but then Taci.

Deo101 [Millennium]

LITERALLY SAME

RebelVampire

My favorite joke changes each reading, but right now I'm gonna go with Book 2 when Mizuki is remarking about forgetting something important and then we see Enetoro still stalling for the talent show. It was such great timing since it was long enough most readers probably forgot about it in the front of their mind but still recent enough you're like oh yeah. And I just like that long ass joke setup for the entire book. As for how the comic's comedy in general stands apart, just superior timing. A lot of comedy is about timing, and this comic is just spot on everytime. As for how Mizuki uses magic, it's probably a bit of both. She is crazy, but she will probably make it work for a long time to come just out of sheer force of will and stubbornness. But I think her having to learn so many abilities and find ways to utilize them together can only increase her skills as a strategist, since it allows her to assess the full potential of every ability and command others to reach that potential. King Zebugu is probably up to something again. I don't think he's as evil in the first books, but I def think there's something going on that he isn't telling anyone that he'll reveal towards the end and say, "Well good luck Mizuki peace out." I don't think it'll help Taci though. I think Taci will just wind up getting roped in and never get even one step closer to becoming the dictator he always wants to be. I do think Mizuki will become a Galaxy Knight. As for other trials, I'm not entirely sure. I imagine there's gonna be some sort of tournament arc though cause otherwise how is Stella supposed to say something about how this is a true contest for warriors. I think Stella will befriend Mizuki, and Taci will at least win something he can brag about. I think Pejiba won't win though, but I also think Pejiba would be content to try again and just go back to skipping around with Cahe.

snuffysam (Super Galaxy Knights)

There's... somewhat of a tournament arc coming up? The structure is gonna be weird compared to other tournament arcs, but it's definitely one of the more interesting chapters I've written lol. So... have fun speculating on that for the next three years lmao

Regarding some of the other questions - there's currently enough information in the comic to figure out all the 11th-hour plot twists for Book 3. I won't say there's enough information to easily figure the plot out, lol, but you could figure it out. Though - there is absolutely something going on that King Zebugu isn't telling anyone about (it's kind of a habit at this point, lol).

mathtans

1. You know something I like about the beginning? The links to the original artwork. It's just a subtle thing down at the bottom, but it simultaneously shows the progress made by the artist, and allows anyone thinking 'wow I could never do anything like that' to realize that it didn't happen overnight.

Also the gradual world building is really well done. You don't get too much at once.

2. I think my favourite moment remains how Mizuki defeated Zebugu near the end of Book 1. It was just really clever in terms of reincorporating something subtle (the comic's good at that in general) to turn the tables, and played off his personality more than his magic, which was also clever. There's lots of other great moments too, but that one stands out over time, I think because we were looking at a climax there.

3. Favorite character is probably Zaxaty. Yeah, yeah, mathtans going for the major lesbian, big surprise, but hear me out. She's connected to the King, a major antagonist, but has her own personality and I don't think she's afraid to slap him down if needed. She might even end up connected to the major protagonist (because of reader ships). She's into art, there's that whole bizarre roller skating thing just to point out she's not normal. I possibly enjoy hairstyles like hers. And she sustained major injuries in the big Book 2 battle but sucked it up and still did what she could. So there.

(Before Zaxaty it was probably Pejiba. She seemed smart and capable.)

4. Character interaction... possibly Mizuki and Taci, simply because I tend to enjoy their interactions with everyone else in the cast. So when they get together, whew... possibly related, Mizuki has a tendency to be oblivious due to inexperience or failing her perception checks, while Taci can be oblivious because he's so full of himself. Their battle and the Sword Warrior revelation was another good moment overall.

5. Again, I'm hardly a person to be commenting on art. But the rendering effects and the occasional animated panels kind of blow me away.

(Not the first person to remark on that, admittedly.)

6. I'm not great with themes either. Perseverance is probably one, based on what/who Mizuki has to put up with. Also friendship, which Rebel referenced, and can even be seen in the earlier bits with the group coming together (Cahe and Pejiba taking it to the next level). And how those in power aren't necessarily the best at decision making (is that a theme)?

Then there's mystery, like what are peoples' goals. Is that a theme? I don't know what I'm talking about, let's face it.

7. Something about the story and content is how much development's gone into it. I don't know if the side stories were started in part due to StArt Faire, or if it provided some perpetual motion, but for example Gynu and Suzigu have this entire childhood backstory in there, and we never saw that much of them in Book 1. (Maybe that one was to highlight more Galaxy Knight stuff? But there's others that expand on otherwise minor characters.)

Then there's the cast page, which seems to be constantly updating, and includes extra random trivia and even what seem like really really minor characters (like the Ferryman).

I have no clue how snuffysam manages to do all that stuff and yet continue to update multiple times in a week. With, as Rebel pointed out, very good comedy too, both situational and connected to character personalities.

8. Comic strength is I think at times doing the unexpected. Like throwing in animation, or referencing someone new or something that adds new pieces to the magic dynamic. Like you want to keep reading to know what comes next because even if it's what you think it might be, there's probably some new aspect you didn't expect that will be there too.

Anyway, there's some thoughts, and for all I know it's similar to stuff I already said in a previous chat. If so, whoops. More tomorrow. I type slow.

(Incidentally, related to the stories, the "wingwomanicon" story won't load for me... it's a blank pdf. And the link in the story proper for when it first went up seems to link to the wrong story.)

snuffysam (Super Galaxy Knights)

@mathtans I really should test my links lol... the story should be fixed now

Comic Tea Party

DISCUSSION PROMPTS – PART 3

13. What are you most looking forward to seeing in regards to the comic?

14. Any final words of encouragement for the comic?

Don’t feel inspired by the prompts? Feel free to discuss anything else that interested you!

mathtans

9. I'm not sure I could pick a favourite joke. Mizuki's habit of breaking the fourth wall tends to be cleverly done. Coruby's wit matches well with his character. I'll echo what Rebel said about the timing too; there's effective use of beat panels and the like too.

10. Mizuki's probably crazy, or perhaps it's more her obliviousness, but she's very good at working with what she has to minimize the drain. She also must have a really good memory. I think the main problem with her ability to strategize is she's not great at long term planning, everything seems to be more "in the moment".

(I figure you've got a lot going on as is there. ) Sorry, must scamper again, back later. Should we comment on ships too here, or is that mostly covered by the comic itself?

snuffysam (Super Galaxy Knights)

Hey, you can comment on ships as much as you want!

mathtans

Zebugu and Taci might be a ship. Can't be that much animosity without deeper feelings somewhere, right?

RebelVampire

I can't decide how I feel about Zebugu/Taci. That is a ship that makes sense as much as it doesn't make sense. I am stuck in a loop.

I am looking forward to more Taci because Taci. There can never be enough Taci in the comic, and I think I just really enjoy how he works off Mizuki because it offers lots of beautiful comedic potential. My final words are just amazing comedy comic that everyone should check out.

mathtans

11. I think King Zebugu is in the trials in part because he doesn't like that his wizard and his accountant were former Galaxy Knights. Maybe it's the ace they play to get him under control at times, maybe they don't need to, but I think he's trying to gain more power over his underlings, and by extension the planet. He's always got an angle. As to Taci, for him it's probably more ego driven, but he does have two abilities so maybe he wants to see how he compares off planet. I don't see either of them winning, I see them potentially cancelling each other out so the other guy doesn't win.

12. I think Mizuki could become a Galaxy Knight, but I don't think it'll happen in Book 3. In particular Bily is being set up as an antagonist against her (she has a similar ability to duplicate the spells of someone else, though she does need to touch them AND she has a beef with Mizuki over being the one to knock her brother out of contention). Other trials, I'm not sure... there might be one where they have to team up with someone else. Mizuki and Stella would be an interesting situation, as would Taci and anybody. I don't think Motorcycle Man or Willpower-Copy Lady will get far since the cast page only gives them minor character status. But then that could be part of the joke in the end.

Rebel's analysis regarding the others looks pretty good, actually. I'm not sure how hammer guy fits in, is one thing.

Fun that Stella's officially out now, incidentally. I don't see her going for shorter women though. Also, I wonder what constellations she might have that are in no way tied to the stars as we know them? And for that matter, she made a "Frozen" reference, which is usually Mizuki's domain. Perhaps she's also aware of the 4th wall (or "Frozen" went international there on 'SpaceMySpace' or something). Anyway.

13. Well, that last Starstuff Story is only one page long, so potentially looking forward to reading the rest of that. Seeing how the tournament plays out will be interesting... I'm more hyped about it than the gatherings plot of Book 2, maybe it's the extra title drop, dunno. Also vaguely curious about what's happening with everyone back on the planet during this time... like, if the King's away, who's running the place? (Zaxaty?)

Incidentally, the Galaxy Knights must be pretty well off financially. They set up housing and roommates for EVERYONE, then almost right away had a challenge and eliminated most of the people. Like, a lot of those rooms they didn't need.

Random question too, how DID the Starstuff stories get their start?

snuffysam (Super Galaxy Knights)

@mathtans I dunno how I keep screwing this up... anyway, I checked, and the newest story is now 100% fixed.

The original reason for Starstuff Stories was to flesh out characters' move pools for potential video game adaptations. Like, that's why Green Archer uses explosive arrows and chain arrows in her story, and why Chill Bro has ice armor in his. Though it evolved over time to just being interesting stories that I wanted to tell that wouldn't necessarily focus on Mizuki.

mathtans

Sorry, was needed elsewhere. Then read the story. I didn't expect ears to be a thing, and that poor woman is cursed. ^.^ That's a neat origin idea, I hadn't thought along those lines. Looks like the story has evolved too, there's been some scenes without Mizuki too (though I guess they were in some way related).

14. For final words, just keep at it I guess, you've got a very interesting world set up and do well at engaging your audience too, from what I can tell.

Deo101 [Millennium]

Zebugu/taci huh...? I can see them being exes or something

mathtans

Maybe that's the real reason Taci wants to kill Zebugu.

Deo101 [Millennium]

Zebugu forgot to tell taci they broke up, and stood him up!

snuffysam (Super Galaxy Knights)

That does sound like something Zebugu would do...

snuffysam (Super Galaxy Knights)

also, regarding something @mathtans said - Looks like the story has evolved too, there's been some scenes without Mizuki too (though I guess they were in some way related). yeah i had to rewrite book 3 like two times before I realized the story worked better if it didn't focus on mizuki all the time. like, book 3 introduces the most new characters out of any book so far, and i was completely neutering it by forcing all their arcs to relate to mizuki in some way. thanks to breaking that mentality, i'm able to include stuff like characters having rivalries with each other in ways that mizuki wouldn't even find out about, which helps keep the book from getting bogged down imo.

mathtans

It's cool that you draft everything out to that extent. And it's not out of the blue, she wasn't there for some of the big battle ending Book 2 either.

(Or at the talent show for most of the story. )

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Magnetic, Ch. 1

In the future, romantic attraction is literal: each person is fitted with an electromagnetic bracelet which will pull you to your soulmate. It's hard, wondering who's out there for you. It's harder yet, when you have to come to understand yourself first.

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Domain

‘A magnetic domain is a region within magnetic material in which the magnetization is uniform in one direction.’

Eighteen was a big year for many, but turning twenty is what people truly waited for.

Otabek had never really given it much thought, he supposed. Amita might not have been his initial choice of who he’d want to spend his life with forever, but she had since grown on him-- not unlike a fungus. She was sharp and quick-witted, and he had to admit that his parents had made a good choice. Really, they had. He and Amita just worked together, their relationship didn’t require much effort.

So the ceremonious receiving of the Destiny Bracelet wasn’t so ceremonious for him. He didn’t want to fuck up something that was good for him.

“It’s such a stupid fucking name,” Yuri said through the phone screen. Amita rolled her eyes, as she held the phone out, and Otabek smirked back at the video feed. “ Destiny Bracelet . What is this, some shitty fucking rom-com?”

“Hey now,” Amita pouted, leaning around so Yuri could see her through the screen. “ Some people like shitty rom-coms.”

“I guess you’re allowed to,” Yuri said with a genuine smile. “You’re special though.”

Really, Otabek’s luck couldn’t be better. Yuri was the most important person in the world to him, at the end of things, and he fucking lovedAmita. They were practically partners-in-crime themselves.

“What’s the point anyhow?” Yuri continued griping. “ It’s not like you aren’t getting married regardless. You and Amita are stupidly in love.”

Otabek and Amita shared an amused glance, and he said, “Why not? It’s not like it’s going to hurt me, you know? Besides, Mom is curious.” Not his mom, just Mom, the woman who had seen Yuri once before instantly adopting him as her own. Much to the boy’s aggravation.

Yuri snorted, rolling his eyes. Otabek wasn’t sure that he was stupidly in love with Amita, but he was happy and honestly, that was more than he could ask for. There was a mild fear that the bracelet would want to pull him somewhere else, but many people ignored it anyway. The journey of finding that soulmate wasn’t worth it to some.

Otabek was okay with that. He wasn’t the kind for grand romantic gestures or sweeping adventures. It was less work to stay in his tidy little bubble, and it suited him.

“Are we all ready in here?” A voice piped from the doorway. Everyone turned to meet a middle-aged man, the proctor in charge of attaching and turning on the gizmo. Otabek nodded and he whisked into the room, settling into the rolling stool beside the bed.

“I was I could be there for this,” Yuri muttered. “I wish I could see the annoyance on your face, the moment that bracelet beeps.”

Such a Yuri thing to say and do, to take pleasure in the vexation of others.

“Someone has rehearsal to be at, you know,” Amita chided. “Someone scored a spot in the Bolshoi Ballet Company, so that someone needs to stay put and not burn bridges before they are even built.”

Yuri sighed and Otabek hid a smile behind a carefully placed cough. Yuri wouldn’t listen to him, but he would always listen to her, begrudging as it was.

“Hold out your arm now,” the proctor interrupted cheerfully. Otabek did as he was told and the man fitted a length of cool metal around his wrist. It wasn’t his first time seeing one and it wouldn’t be his last, but he was always surprised by how boring it looked. Just a simple chain of lightweight links, fitted with neat and elegant looking square. The way it worked was a carefully guarded secret, but it worked and that’s all people cared about.

The point of the Destiny Bracelet was to make people happy, not make money and so, the world-wide program had been adopted free of charge. Yuri had always said it was stupid, because it could have made billions. He wasn’t wrong.

“As you probably already know, there’s nothing really needed to know about it’s use,” the proctor said. “It’s waterproof and practically indestructible, so you don’t need to worry about that. It can easily be removed if so wished, and once put back on, instantly kicks into gear again. No fancy buttons or doohickies,” he finished with a laugh. “You ready?”

Otabek shrugged and the man took a thin little tool, about the size of a paperclip, and shoved it into the pin-sized hole on the square. The bracelet beeped, indicating that it was scanning.

The room waited with bated breath, but nothing seemed to happen.

“Beks?” Amita said gently, curiosity full on her face. “Anything?”

“Uh,” Otabek started, lifting his wrist slightly. “No? I don’t think?”

The proctor didn’t seem fazed though, asking, “No tingling sensations? No feeling of being tugged a certain direction?”

“No,” Otabek confirmed. “Nothing.”

“Well, that’s not unusual,” the man said. “It only comes to life if your partner’s bracelet is active. Give it some time and it will start to work, I promise.” He folded his hands into his lap neatly. “Any other questions?”

“Yeah,” Yuri said from the video call, “Who’s placing bets on when that fucking happens?”

Otabek shot Yuri a glare, but Amita burst into laughter. The proctor smiled, before standing and handing Otabek a flyer. “This should give you more in depth information, but don’t hesitate to call, okay?”

Otabek nodded and thanked him, before standing himself.

“Three months till your woman gets hers,” Yuri drawled, “Ten thousand rubles that hers lights up like a damn Christmas Tree in your direction.”

The thought of Amita’s bracelet reacting to his own was a nice thought, but a one-in-a-million chance. Otabek remained hesitant about it, not wanting to get his hopes up.

“We don’t use rubles,” Amita tittered, her lips pulled into a sarcastic smirk. “What’s that about in tenge, Otabek?”

“About fifty-six thousand,” he deadpanned, and half Yuri’s monthly salary. Amita pressed her finger to her chin in thought.

“I’ll accept the bet and raise it, Yuri,” she finally said, a gleam in her eye. “One hundred thousand tenge that his bracelet doesn’t do jack shit when mine is activated.” Amita came from old money and didn’t bat an eye at the outrageous amount.

Otabek started slightly at that, but Yuri was already accepting the challenge before he could process that she had bet against them.

“You’re on, you hag,” Yuri snapped. “It’s pretty fucked up to bet against your own romance though.”

“Plenty of people don’t go searching for their soulmate, Yuri,” she said with a shrug. “Many people already love someone else and stick with them. Otabek and I are no different.”

It wasn’t that he didn’t believe Amita when she said it, but the both of them weren’t the kind to throw around something like lovelightheartedly. When they walked out of the building though, Amita’s hand reached out to find his, squeezing gently as they told Yuri goodbye.

It’s enough to believe that this might actually work.

It wasn’t.

Otabek didn’t know what was wrong with him when he finally came to that conclusion.

The more and more he thought about the silent bracelet on his wrist, the more he realized that he would be okay with it staying that way for the rest of his life. And that he would be a-okay with Amita wandering off and finding her own destined one.

Because honestly, the woman deserved it. She deserved more than a half-hearted romance with a man who just liked her. Like wasn’t the same as love. Otabek understood that now.

“Relationships are fucking useless,” Yuri groaned over the video call.

“I take it that the date didn’t go well then,” Otabek mused.

“It was great, until he tried to eat my face off like some sort of rabid dog. ” Yuri paused to make a disgusted sound. “You know, that was the first time I’ve kissed a dude and honestly I feel sorry for women. Men are disgusting.”

Otabek wasn’t sure what surprised him more-- that Yuri’s first kiss had apparently been with a woman, or that he had admitted that men were gross. “You told me he was gross before you went on the date,” he pointed out.

“Personality wise yes,” Yuri replied, “but Beka, have you seen his fucking calves?”

“Yes,” Otabek said. Yuri had shown him tons of pictures of the company, all the while complaining about every single member.

Yuri rolled his eyes. “You know, ignore that, it’s not like you’d ever fucking agree.”

It came out harsher than he meant, and Otabek mused at the irony of his statement. Otabek wouldn’t consider himself gay, but Yuri never failed to get under his skin when the time accounted for it. That moment wasn’t an exception, with his low-scooping neckline and hair falling around his face like spun gold.

Otabek promptly reminded himself that what he had with Amita was good enough, and not worth risking the only fucking friendship he had.

“So,” Yuri drawled and Otabek’s attention snapped back to him. “Less than a week until Amita get’s her little bracelet.”

Otabek smirked. “Regretting your bet yet?”

“Absolutely the fuck not. Everyone knows you two are disgustingly perfect. You’re almost as bad as the Piggy and Old Man.”

Otabek seriously doubted that, but laughed all the same.

“Are you worried?” Yuri asked.

“Not really,” Otabek said with a shrug.

“What if it’s not you?”

Otabek hesitated, but then said, “Not a problem. Like Amita said, many people stay with those they aren’t meant for. It’s not a bad thing.”

Yuri was quiet for a moment, regarding him carefully through the screen. Finally, he said, “You aren’t the type to do things half-way, Beka.”

It wasn’t a critique, it was the honest truth, and for once he didn’t know how to reply. But as soon as introspective Yuri had shown his face, he was gone, throwing out a dirty joke that he had heard from one of the pit musicians.

After a long time of tossing jokes around and swapping stories, their call comes to its end. Yuri was clearly tired, eyelids drooping as he tucked into the hoodie that he stole from Otabek years ago.

Yuri had said his goodnight, about to end the call, when Otabek said something else.

“Would it make me a terrible person if I wanted her bracelet to point to someone else?” It wasn’t a planned question, or something he would have ever asked Yuri. His friend blinked slowly, his hand hovering over the keyboard of his laptop. “I wonder,” Otabek continued, “if I’m a horrible person because I might want to pull away.”

“Of course it doesn’t,” Yuri finally said. “It makes you normal. Everyone questions their relationships. Sometimes people are constantly questioning them.” He paused and considered something else. “You’re lucky though, I think. Amita seems the kind of woman tough enough to handle rejection in the end. She’d slap a smile on her face and thank you.”

Yuri wasn’t wrong, and despite his heavy-handed worries, Otabek managed another smile before they ended the call for the night.

Otabek couldn’t dedicate time to be there, when Amita’s bracelet was activated. She came from old money, and despite working, she worked for her parents. They showered her with all the vacation and time off she could have ever wanted.

It wasn’t like Otabek’s family weren’t well of either-- that’s how they had met-- but he didn’t like to dip his hand into the cookie jar so to speak. He worked hard for his coin, and as a result had less leeway.

So that night, he had been in his garage, fixing up a vintage bike for a collector. It was dirty work, leaving him smeared with grease, but he loved it. The feel of the tools in his hand, the way that the engine whined when finely tuned to perfection.

Really, it was all could have ever asked for.

“I take it that it’s been a good day for you, Beks,” Amita said, stepping into his space quietly.

He swiped at his forehead and turned to smile at her, but she seemed distant and subdued. Slowly he dropped his hand, as he regarded her.

Amita fidgeted, she never fidgeted, and Otabek couldn’t help the crease that stretched across his forehead as he moved to speak. But she held her hand out and paused. And he saw the bracelet there, blinking gently in the dim light.

His didn’t blink at all, because it had no call.

She saw his gaze and moved her hand self-consciously, tucking her hair behind an ear. “It’s not strong,” she said, “the pull. Whoever it is isn’t close by. I’m not surprised though.”

“I-- I’m not either,” Otabek replied, but the words didn’t sound bitter. Nor was there dread in the pit of his stomach. If he had to be honest, he felt relieved.

Amita leaned against his workbench. “I know what we told Yuri, but--”

“But it’s not right,” Otabek finished, knowing that’s where she was going with this. He stood, wiping his dirtied hands on a spare rag in his pocket. He moved to lean next to her and she smiled sadly.

“It’s stupid, right? I mean, I want to marry you.”

“I would like that too,” Otabek said truthfully.

“But it isn’t… it’s not right,” she repeated. “I can’t really describe it any other way.” She sighed softly. “I couldn’t deny whoever your soulmate is, you, Otabek.”

He snorted at that. “I think it’s safe to say I’m doomed to be alone, Amita,” he replied lightheartedly. And that was probably the truth. Most bracelets activated within several months, and the longer it took, the less likely it ever would. He was past the point of holding his breath.

She turned to look at him, her eyes flashing. “Why on earth would you think that?”

Otabek rubbed at his neck nervously. “I don’t know, I’m just not the kind of person who does people, you know? I’ve been thinking more and more about it lately, and I think that the single lifestyle would suit me.”

Amita regarded him quietly, tapping her finger against her chin like she always did when she thought. “I think the problem Beks,” she finally said, “is that you just haven’t found your person yet. I would love to be them, but… it’s not fair.”

“Yeah, it’s not fair to you--”

“ To you,” she interrupted. Otabek blinked at her words, her conviction. “You deserve happiness as much as anyone else,” she said firmly.

Otabek breathed an uneasy sigh, rubbing at his neck again. “I’m not holding my breath, you know,” he finally said.

At that, she laughed. “I wouldn’t expect you too. Above all Otabek, you are practical.”

He managed a smile at that. “What will you do, then? Go after him?” He took her hand gently, pulling it closer to see the bracelet. All it did was blink, signaling that it was on.

“I don’t know,” she said quietly. “I’m not sure my parents would be happy. They love you.”

“They love you more,” he pointed out.

She hummed at that, before reaching up and cupping his chin in her hand. “I’ll always love you,” she said quietly. “Despite what this bracelet says, or yours, I’ll always love you. I’m just not the one meant for you, I think.” She leaned forward and pressed a kiss against his brow sweetly. “Who knows? Maybe they’re closer than you think?” She smirked widely as she pulled back and let him go.

Otabek could think of one person that he wouldn’t mind, but those odds were heavily stacked against him. And he wasn’t the kind to dream.

Still, when she left him behind in his shop, his heart didn’t feel heavy. He thanked Amita for her unwavering friendship, knowing that he’d have it forever.

The first year after the break up had been weird.

Amita had decided to go West in the end, following the tug of her bracelet. Otabek had seen her off personally, hugging her tightly at the airport. They parted well, with light hearts and encouraging words. Otabek knew that they had made the right decision, no matter how disappointed their parents had been.

In turn, being alone had given him time to think.

The single life wasn’t so bad, he thought. Amita’s words about how he hadn’t found his someone yet floated around here and there, but he had chosen to mostly ignore them. It was easier worrying about himself, and devoting the time to come to understanding who he was.

Yuri told him that he was stupid, but didn’t press the issue.

The second year was better. The second year, Otabek discovered himself, exploring his freedom. He finally used that vacation time and savings, and hit the open roads on his bike. Not too far though gone, because he never missed his nightly calls with Yuri.

Yuri threw himself into ballet, constantly tired and bruised. And when he wasn’t punishing his body with grueling training regimes, he threw himself into shitty date after shitty date. No one seemed to stick, not that Otabek was surprised. Yuri was as prickly as a summer cactus, and his personality wasn’t much better. Not everyone could handle the abrasive man.

“A huge part of me doesn’t want to get the stupid bracelet, Beka,” Yuri complained one night during their call. His twentieth birthday was looming over them and in a few weeks, he’d know.

“You don’t have to get the bracelet, you know,” Otabek said, leaning back against his headboard. It was a late night and both of them were settling for bed.

Yuri sighed, sitting on his tony mattress with crossed legs. That night he wore baggy sweatpants and a wide-necked black shirt that showed off his collarbones--

Otabek distracted himself by taking a sip from the water cup on his side table.

“I thought about it, actually,” Yuri said. “But then you know, I also keep dating assholes, so clearly my method isn’t working out.”

Otabek raised an eyebrow at that. “Don’t date assholes then,” he chided, smiling.

Yuri rolled his eyes, before falling back against the bed. “How do you do it?” he asked. “How do you just… do your own thing?”

Otabek thought before he answered. “It’s taken time and a lot of thought,” he finally said. “And of course, Amita pushed me, I guess.”

“A cross-country trip to discover yourself doesn’t hurt either,” Yuri teased, and when Otabek looked back at him through the screen, he saw the smirk across his lips. Otabek smiled right back.

“I’ve thought about taking it off,” Otabek continued with, flicking at the metal on his wrist. Nearly three years later and it was still dead as a door nail. Frankly, Otabek had lost interest in waiting. “My soulmate doesn’t define me, you know?”

Yuri hummed quietly. “Don’t,” he finally said. “I mean, at least wait until it turns on, yeah?”

“It probably won’t, Yura,” Otabek sighed. “Studies show that most activate within the first year. I’m probably the rare case of never activates at all . And honestly, I’m cool with it.”

“Well I’m not,” Yuri scoffed. “You can’t tell me that someone doesn’t get Otabek Altin as a fucking soulmate, I won’t take it. You’re too cool to go it alone.”

“You literally said that you admire that about me.”

“That doesn’t mean I don’t think you’re deserving.”

Otabek ran a hand through his hair gently. “You aren’t like me, Yura,” he finally said. “Even though you don’t like people, you crave their attention. You’d never be okay on your own.”

“I wouldn’t be alone though,” Yuri replied quietly. “I’ll always have you, you know.”

Otabek did know, and he smiled. “It’s taken me a long time to get to where I am, but I’m good now. Give yourself a chance too, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah,” he grumbled. There was a short pause, and then, “Do yourself a favor Beka. Don’t you take yours off either, okay?”

Otabek’s lips quirked into a smile. “Okay.”

“It’s a promise?”

“Always, Yura.”

Despite all of Otabek’s annoyance for his own bracelet, he was excited for Yuri.

He watched through the screen as Yuri sat on the exam table, twitching with apprehension. The phone must have been propped up against something. “It’s stupid,” he snapped. “I should be at rehearsal, I should be running through forms, hell I’d rather be doing fucking squats.”

Otabek smiled at that. “It’s not the end of the world, Yura,” he said amused. “A few years ago, you were excited .”

“Yeah, until I realized what a drag dating is, and how disgusting men are.” He paused then, his face twisting into horror. “Beka, what if my soulmate is a woman? My life would be over!”

“It could be worse, you know,” he joked. “It could not work at all.” He raised his own wrist in response.

Yuri scowled at him, about to retort when the proctor came in. When requested to, Yuri stuck his arm out, the smooth skin pale against his dark shirt. Otabek watched as the man slipped the chain around his wrist, snapping it closed. And then the tool came out.

Yuri looked hesitant, but his eyes were bright as the man activated the bracelet.

But then they both fell quiet, watching. And then there was a little beep and Yuri’s bracelet blinked. He regarded it with an odd look.

“You know, I wish Amita were watching. I bet her smug ass would have enjoyed this.”

Before Otabek could retort though, there was another beep, this time not through the phone call. He froze and looked down, right as his bracelet flared to life.

#Otabek Altin #Yuri Plisetsky #yuri on ice fanfiction #yurionice #otayuri #otabek and yuri #OtabekAltin/YuriPlisetsky #Alternate Universe

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littlelovelymemes · 7 years ago

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nah. i’m into spexting. spooky texting. ever seen a ghost? hmu. ’ ‘ not to sound cocky as shit but i’m a fucking good person with a big heart and i deserve a lot more than the shitty hand life has dealt me this far ’ ‘ i say i love you a lot because i do ’ ‘ i’m sorry. i can’t come to the phone right now? why? oh. cause i hate talking on the phone please text me instead. ’ ‘ low on self esteem, so u run on mac & cheese ’ ‘ who’s gonna come lay with me in bed and let me wrap my legs and arms around u like a small bear ’ ‘ youre a coward if youre not on the way to my house right now to give me a kiss ’ ‘ my personality is like 90% the song i’m currently listening to ’ ‘ the first step to any murder is to have fun and be yourself ’ ‘ no offense @ life but can i have a breath.. a break... some slack... ’ ‘ the best kind of alcohol is a lot ’ ‘ 911 i hate to be “that guy” but i glued myself to the ceiling again ’ ‘ having “feelings” is ruining my reputation of being a heartless bitch ’

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akiisame · 7 years ago

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Show me love - Bakugou x reader

Words: 1588

If I can have one request, please watch the music video first, this will give you whole new look on this story.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DMg8LwfXdyc

Life with Bakugou Katsuki have never been easy. But what did you expect? He was working as a prohero, so it's normal to have a hard times, right? Right now you weren't sure.

There’s a notebook on the table You can take it to the store So you won’t forget the groceries anymore

If someone asked you 10 years ago how you see your future, the answer would far away from your "reality". Why? You are in love with Bakugou Katsuki. He's not only number second prohero, right after Deku, but is... was your enemy back then in UA. The fist time you meet each other, on the entrance exam, your surroundings was literally set on fire. Who would except the two of you falling for each other? The difference between your characters was so big that once you get together people were so sceptics about it that they seems to set is as a mission to dissuade this relationship to the both of you. But why would you listen? Back then he was your light, the ray of sunshine in the dark night, a fresh air hundreds of feet under the water. His love, the love he was actually able to show you was your everything. And he, too, seems to feel the same about you. All of the passionate kisses you shares, all of the cuddles, all of the feeling that bloomed inside everytime you looked into his beautiful, beautiful crimson eyes. Was it all fake?

There’s a rifle in the cabinet that I used to fight a war But to this day, I don’t know what I was fighting for I’m fighting for.

Cold, winter air cares your hair while small, wet snowflakes fall on your cheeks. Yes, winter was lovely, one of your favourite season. Sitting here all you could think about is the days when you've been walking hand in hand with love of your life among snowy, leafless trees. How he used to take handfull of snow and throw it at your head, creating a unique tiara. Even tho it was cold you melted everytime he told you how fucking beautiful you are, with damp hair and rosy cheeks. The moment when his orbs shine brightly after giving you a long kiss. Oh how much you love him. His spiky yet fluffy blond hair, his warm, big hands. The sweet smell of nitroglycerin that follows him everywhere and everytime. His sweet smile, even his attitude, that sometimes was unberable. You loved it all and whole. So why?

Will you show me love as we get older And I’m falling at your feet After 30 years of service and one to fit our need.

Today he come back late, as usual. How long has it been since the last time he come back before 9 pm? How long has it been since the last time he coma back home and greet you with a smile, like you always do? How long has it been since the last time he actually showed you love? Do you really except this much from him? You've trying, you really did! You remembered to have warm dinner waiting for him, to have a bright smile, so could feel warm inside. But he was grumpier and grumpier with each day. You offered him your love, the warmth of your your body by spreading your arms each time you saw him. Sometimes he returned the hug, sometimes his didn't.

Show me love as we grow colder Let our love provide the heat That our older bones are missing But our hearts will never meet.

"Katsuki, love, can we talk?", you voice pierced the silence, just like sharp knife.

"What d'ya want, (Y/N)?" He grumped back, just like always. "I dont want anything, Ka-chan, it's just.. it's just that we don't really talk lately.." you tried to sound calm, so he won't notice your sad expression. After all, you really dont want to make him worry.

"Don't you see i just came back? I'm tired as fuck, so leave me alone." And that was it, no spare looks, not even a glance. He just keep his eyes closed, laying on the sofa. But you are not going to give up on him, not after all you've been through together, right? Calm and silent, you tiptoed to the furniture he was laying on, lightly tapping his legs so he would allow you to sit.

"Katsuki, are you alright? As I said, lately we dont really see each other often." "And what did you expected? I'm a prohero, aren't I? I got lots of shit to do, so I can't lay around and do things that don't matter." Remember the oart about staying calm? Well, there it goes.

"But Ka-chan, it not a thing that doesn't matter, that pur relationship I am talking about!" "If u would care about our relationship you would just leave me the fuck alone!" He finally open his eyes, only to scream the last part. Then you saw it, the fire inside his crimson eyes. He doestn't joke, he just want to be alone. Slowly you stand up and walk away, whispering: "Sometimes I wonder if you still even love me." But surprisyngly, he heard you, and what is morem, he decided to give you an answer.

"Ye, sometimes i wonder, too." and this, this cut like a sharp knife too, but through your heart.

There’s a blanket on the sofa that I used to keep you warm When I find you fast asleep at half past four There’s a record we keep turning that reminds us of our youth But there’s still nothing as beautiful as you.

You ran as fast as you could. So fast your lungs burns with a real fire and your muscles tears apart. But was there even a point in running? It's not like he would hunt after you, it's not that he'll even care. He wanted to be alone, right? So the last thinkg you can do for the love of your lofe is to give him the space he craves so much.

"I'm glad you said that. Now i at least know." You whispered while turning around and walked back to the kitchen and... And what? What now? Seting up your mind you decided to that theres no more place for "us". There are no more us. What is left are only two strangers that just happened to be in the same house. You set the mnicrowave on so the sound will muff your steps. Then, slowly you walked to the door, noticing him still on the couch, not giving a sinle fuck. Turning toward the door you wiped one single tear while turning the knob. So that's it.

Was it stupid to come here? To a place where where your memories about him will always be alive?

Will you show me love as we get older And I’m falling at your feet After 30 years of service and one to fit our need.

Suddenly you felt the warmth, and it definitely wasn't hypothermia. Turning around, you notice the crimson stare burning hole in your own (E/C) eyes. "We both are really dumb, aren't we?" Standing up you dumped the blanket he just put on you and started walking ahead, not giving him a spare glance.

For a while you didn't hear any sound, but could smell the choking smoke. Then a sudden boom and... boom, you were nailed to the ground.His hand on your wrists pinned dont by his hands. Turning your head slighty you could see clearly his face, stunning eyes that were wide open, his white teeth that were clenched, his fair skin and the small wrinkles he get from frowning so much. Even now he was frowning, just like he always do. But the expression his look corry was so different from the classical scowl, it was much sadder, more... heartbroken? Then it hit you, literally. One single tear running down your face, just like before, with the only difference of it not being yours. Katsuki fucking Bakugou was crying.

"I'm such a dick, aren't I? You are always here, and that how i repay you. I'm sorry, (Y/N). I'm so fucking sorry." You wiggled your hands from his grip and rise them to his cheeks, now wet from both his tears and the snow.

"Indeed, you are a dick. The biggest dick i got a chance to meet." you smiled gently. "But i knew it from the start. I knew it the moment you opened your mouth the first time we meet. I knew it when people told me to forget about you, yet why, why no matter what you do I can't stop loving you?" On those words some more tears left his eyes. You wiped them with your thumb.

"I don't fucking deserve you."

"Yeah, I know." And with that, you kissed him.

Show me love as we grow colder Let our love provide the heat That our older bones are missing But our hearts will never meet.

Life with Bakugou Katsuki have never been easy. But what did you expect? He was working as a prohero, so it's normal to have a hard times. What is important is to get through it, in right and wrong, thick and thin. To sacrifice oneself for the other. Together.

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theawakenedadventurer · 5 years ago

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Be true to your Art. .

That's the whole point of Waking Up and Awareness to anything.

Listen. Read and Comprehend.

THEN think for yourself and NOT just accept things as true just because someone who says they are a scientist, doctor, guru, teacher, politician, priest, pope or supposed master says its true.

Listen before you utter thoughts that were implanted into you by another who is just a puppet.

In doing so, thinking your own thoughts, feeling your own feeling and doing your own things...

The truth is revealed.

That is true freedom.

No one or group can do that for you but they will say anything to get you to believe otherwise.

No one or group fights for your freedom.

Your heart, your energy and your creations are yours to hold, defend and keep or give as you see fit.

Dare to believe that for a moment.

Does it feel dangerous? Why?

Presidents, priests and teachers are nothing but Puppets that are employed and paid to take the microphone and podium to keep the people misinformed, dumb, numb, deaf and blind to the beauty of life!

Dangerous thinking to those who spread lies and fear.

They are afraid.

Of what?

Losing control over others because it has been well thought out and manipulated over the years and now they are laughing about because we the people govern themselves with fear.

They want you to believe there is no stopping it but there is.

A simple empowering thought can change the world and its people.

That's what they fear. But they didnt realize the system they have designed is super fragile.

History repeats if repeated uncontrolled. Controlled repition only prolongs revolution. It's not gonna stop it.

We are smarter than that but we just need to come together and stand up for each other.

We are letting them win by not saying anything at all and ignoring the hate and fear to the point where it becomes the norm.

Then...What happens?

Violence. War. Outburst and just like that, history repeats again with different rulers eventually falling into the same agenda of domination, ruling with fear and lies.

Its an effective strategy. Maybe more effective hundreds of years ago but come on.

We are better than that.

We all have freedom of speech. We should be proud that we live in such a great time of CHOICE.

You can still choose which of the the voices that are amplified in your world.

We still have a choice.

We still have a right to say and write what we want even if it is opposed to the ones who hold the weapons and the money.

We allow these things to go on because we have been taught to feel pain and fear when we hear it.

So what? It's only ok if politicians day things like that because that's what you associate then with?

Most of us our adults or at least people with brains that can think and speak for themselves.

The separation and division goes beyond political parties.

It starts in the mind. If you resist that. You resist the law of nature and only put yourself through pain.

And then we spread the garbage around, the fear and the shit that doesnt matter in the world.

Artists must speak up and fight back because who else will? Who else holds such a vast audience?

What and who do you think the president and everyone influencing him and is being influenced by him is afraid of?

Its not women or immigrants

Artists.

The point is that Everyone is a potential artist and we have the power to unite.

We won't do it if we keep eating up all the nonsense and fear given to us like its priceless info.

And THEN we turn on our brothers and sisters, around the world as people of Earth, and proceed to act like we are informed from the people that are obviously lying about everything.

Everyone thinks they know how it all works and they are a scholar but you know nothing at all from listening to ANYONE who says their way is the ONLY WAY.

Period.

Religion and politics are where the best of the best Liars and Thieves go because you all fall for it and they know it to be profitable, working with fear and hate.

Fear and hate leave more of an acute impression than kindness and love which are chronic.

The screen rules us, and they know if they can just get into your screen and provide the suggestion...

BOOM! You are already regurgitating the nonsense fear intended to be spread.

Good job. That's not art. That's bullshit!

It's something that doesnt exist until you believe it.

KEEP THE FEAR TO YOURSELF, not your real words and true expression.

True expression from the artist is WITHOUT FEAR.

Hmmm, now we are getting somewhere...because WHO do you THINK wants to keep that information from you?

Who benefits from keeping you segregated?

Nice and neat in a box, classified, generalized, stereotyped and prejudged so they can find you because they feel they OWN you.

* Don't be just another NUMBer.

Think for yourself. Have an original thought and THEN speak.

If you learn anything from bitching online, repeating whatever garbage words you found on the internet or the news then learn that.

That alone will change the whole world.

If we don't stand up and speak what we want and don't want, then someone else is gonna do it for us.

That's what wrong with America and the world.

We have grown so accustomed to being BUSY that we let others make important decisions.

Boring .All day. Meetings that seemingly go no where while other more exciting negative attractions and distractions go on so no one even pays attention to all the shit that's being changed and the rights that are being taken.

All while you are being trolled by the latest outlandish antics and anecdotes the clowns have to vomit out to fool you, while you let yourself fall into Chaos of fear.

And then, cut to commercial.

Contrast with a cure.

With side effects, disease, violence and distorted sexuality to fool you even more into handing over your mind and heart to something that doesnt even exist, again.

Jokes on you and they are all sitting their laughing in their ties.

Really, they are more afraid then us.

But, no one else feels they have the power because we were all trained to be that way. To be a victim that seeks attention and approval all while not disregard the humanity of your own neighbors.

Perfect plan for world domination. Dont you think?

Turn the people against themselves.

That's the first and foremost tactic of any strategist in war.

Make the people destroy themselves and the rest of them can fear being destroyed.

Perfect plan but there's a huge hole in it.

Humanity can wake up.

People can realize and unite.

We can reverse the damage if we start the healing process.

It takes it time. Just like Nature. But we have to stop eating all this shit up about President Trump and all his cronies.

You only stand to give him more power by protesting it.

He's laughing because he is doing his job very well.

Operation: Distract the Public with anything possible. Check

Plan for Citizens: Keep numb, dumb, fearful and hateful of eachother. Check

Strategum: Misinformation disguised as truth to keep people's minds closed to the Power of Creation they are capable of: Check

A Revolution of the whole world in how it sees itself in the Universe: Pending

We have to reverse this shit. Let's go!

The time is well past and overdue.

The conversation should be opened up ALL the way if we are to heal as a planet.

Not just a little or an inch at a time because we are afraid of not getting approval.

That's a child mentality. Let us be Men. Women. Adults.

Organized, civilized society doesn't have to be ruled by what our fathers and grandfathers allowed and let slip through the cracks.

Like Congress for example. Terms for life? Wtf is that?

How about volunteers? 2 year term. No pay. This ain't no free ride vacation while you step on the people's voices and choices.

When you serve, you serve for free, with love or else you're out of fucking office.

You'll see how fast all those assholes leave, not getting paid anymore.

President? King? Queen? You should be made to earn that shit through many trials and tribulations that test your worthiness to lead.

Presidential term that is 4-8 years?

No. How about a year? IF YOU ARE GOOD!

How about we all take turns being president and get rid of one rule at a time until all we have left I'd freedom of choice and to live life without the demons that shouldn't even be able to affect us anymore?

They are crying, kicking and screaming because they see they are losing control and are very afraid of losing their tethers to this dimension.

The time of shadow is done

Theres enough people in the nation that are capable and are never given a chance. Pass the torch to someone who thinks in all of the colors in the rainbow instead of choosing one color and denying that there are others.

How do you become a speaker of the world with a mentality of a 3 year old?

Get hired by people with the same mindset who want others to think in a low vibration just like them or even worse!

Let's talk about it and step into our power so we don't need anyone else or government to tell is what we can and can't do because only they supposedly have power because we gave away for convenience.

To not be bothered to learn or grow is the biggest sin against yourself and the people you care about.

Create and then you have so much fun and enjoyit.

You'll have no more room in your life for the things that aren't even real because you are to busy creating your life and manifesting your dreams to even bother with the bullshit.

You have the power to do that right now but will you?

Do you have the proverbial balls to start now?

To live your dream despite all the systems and programs designed to hold you back?

We can only adapt and unite if we adopt an open mindset that is geared toward creation rather than destruction.

Love of life.

Not of fear of death.

Create your masterpiece and watch the fear of death fade for you have left something worthwhile behind and know that it is good.

No more obsession with knowledge.

Fake news and terror is killing our peace in a way that no gun, bomb or weapon of any sort could accomplish at all.

You can take a life but you can't take someone's soul who has lived and gave their life in the name of creation, love and peace

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thehalfworld · 7 years ago

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Fanfic MST: Forbiden Fruit: The Tempation of Edward Cullen, a Twilight fanfic [part 8]

And here we are at the end. I hope you’ve all been enjoying the ride, because it’s about to get a whole lot weirder in this, the final chapter.

Warnings this time around: a whole lot of drug use, some underage drinking, DUI but it’s okay because Tiaa is a vampire, bestiality, and an attempted sexual assault. Also did I mention drug use? There’s a lot of drug use.

Recap: Tiaa met a panda bear named Snoofles on her way to school (please don’t think too hard about this) and learned that she can now talk to animals, among other abilities. Thanks to a vague new ability of hers, she accidentally made her mean classmate Lauren get struck by lightning while they were in a verbal spat. Edward finally decided to leave Bella for Tiaa and the two celebrated by having sex in the middle of the school. Bella walked in on them and got upset.

Chapter 1

Previous chapter

hey guys sory its been so long since an update, i hav been so busy latley. sooooo..i had a fight with my old beta but i have a new 1 now an she is helpin me byut she is on vacaton this wk and next so i promise i will sort the spellin mistaks out wen i can!

Did she refuse to beta your fic after you stole her poster of Gerard Way?

Chapter 8 - the Kidnap

I sat alone in the changes rooms, i was all most naked and looked awsome with my exotic lithely hair falling down over my face like a curtan of soft yellow cream with bits of purple in it but I didnt care how beautifull or eqxisite I was any more.

Tiaa doesn’t care how beautiful she is, but she had to start the sentence off by reminding us all how beautiful she is. And that she looks awesome. And her hair is exotic.

Whatever that means.

Edward was gone. he had left to follow Bella to stop her from killin herself and i was SO mad.

Wait, are you mad Edward is attempting to prevent Bella from committing suicide?

how coud he leave me like that after sayin bella was a cow and he didnt like her no more?

That doesn’t mean he’s fine with letting her make attempts on her own life, Tiaa.

I was pissed! and the tears were falling down my face like a tepid summer rain of misery and woe.

I love this goddamn sentence.

So i went home and skipped school and sat in my room in my black corset and leather panties and i smoked some drugs and started to weep.

To be fair, this is a really solid stoner-goth aesthetic she has going.

…wait, hold up, leather panties?

Leather panties?

dave came in and made a big smiley face.

He’s in a really good mood for someone whose brother was murdered hours ago.

"hi tiaa! I didnt no you were home! how was school today?" (he didnt notice i was smokin drugs he thougt my cigarete of pot was a chapstick)

Okay, for the sake of argument, I’ll buy that Dave visually mistook a spliff for chapstick… but can he not smell that she’s smoking weed?

"it sucks!my life sucks and i want to DIE!" i scremed and my eyes glitered with beauty.

Love how Tiaa is suicidal but still needs to make sure we know how pretty she is at all times. Reminds me of the bit in “My Immortal” where Enoby was flirting while sobbing.

"u teenagers and ur problems, LOL!" he said laughing a lot, and i knew he thougt i was just some silly kid wineing about homework and dumb boys and stuff.

Well, replace “homework” with “getting raped by the relative of a caregiver, turning into a vampire, and accidentally seriously injuring a classmate” and Dave’s on the money.

he didnt no i had killed a man and lost the love off my life and had made lauren get hit by lighting and that all the kids at school thougt i was a freak becase my face and bodys were so diffrent from everyone elses.

Do I really need to tell this girl to stop humanizing her rapist? She killed him in self-defense! It was one hundred percent justified! C’mon, Tiaa, don’t be so hard on yourself.

Also, nobody cares about Lauren.

"dave your a good person but ur SO FUCKIN DUMB! YOU ASSHOLE!" i shouted at him and i threw my ashtray at his head WITHOUT TOUCHING IT (i could make stuff move when i was angry now...it was so weird! why did this have too happen to me!)

Well, yeah, that is weird, but I don’t get the woe-is-me attitude about it. Telekinesis is a really cool ability. Also, turns out Dave is literally so dumb that you can be an obvious nonhuman smoking weed in bed while screaming about wanting to die and he’ll take you for an ordinary teenage girl holding a tube of chapstick.

"haha, i guess your right" he laughed (he thougt i was joking, i wasnt spoiled or anythin)

…so did the ashtray miss?

"its so nice havin you hear tiana, your so pretty. i swear your even prettier than before!

I can’t help but feel that the amount Dave and Marie compliment Tiaa on her looks borders on inappropriate, considering she is sixteen and they are her foster parents.

and i think your boobs hav grown!"

Case in point.

"yeh i no they are like an E cup now" i said.

I guess it’s a good thing she’s a vampire, then, since I’m pretty sure vampires can’t get back problems.

Wait. Can vampires get high? Does being high feel different if you’re a vampire?

Dave smiled and patted me on the head and left.

That Dave!

I was so sick of bein treated like a kid and no one listenin to me that i got up and got dresed in a long black dress and took some pills (of drugs) and went out to the local nightclub which was called Pablo NIghtmare - it was a goth club were all the cool people went in forks.

Listen, I don’t know Washington State, but in my neck of the woods small towns don’t have goth nightclubs.

I love that she specified the pills were drugs, in case we thought they were sugar pills or something.

bella probably had never even heard of it, LOL!

If there is a goth nightclub in your small town, I guarantee you everyone has heard of it.

i met snoofles on the way and he came with me.

You’re taking the panda out clubbing?

we went to the club and got drinks and started dancing to the heavy metal music.

…I’m starting to get very confused about Snoofles. My initial impression was that he’s a regular panda bear, but Tiaa is able to communicate with him because she’s a vampire and can talk to all animals now. But I don’t think ordinary pandas go to clubs, get drinks, and dance to heavy metal music.

Although I’ve never met one, so I could be wrong.

ppl there stared at us cos i was so diffrerent looking and Snoofles was a panda, but we didnt care we were havin so much fun we were SO drunk and had taken a lot of drugs so my head was fuzzy like there was snow everywhere.

I adore the similes in this fic. No idea what Tiaa is on but I definitely know what the author means by feeling like there’s snow everywhere in your head.

"hi your called Tiana arent you? I am Jasper and I go to your school" said Jasper Cullen who was tall with blond curly hair like straw only soft and nice and not dry.

So… not like straw, then.

he was tall.

Yeah, you mentioned.

he was wearin a black pulover and red metal pointy shoes. (AN - haha, that descripton sounded beter in my head, OH WELL!)

No, it’s good, I dig it. Simple goth on top, bling on the bottom, may or may not be wearing pants? It’s a look.

"hey whatever" i said. "why arent you with that girl i all ways see you with?

"you mean my GF alice," he said and locked soddenly very sad and started to cry and bite down hard on his lips.

"what is wrong Jasper?" i said

"the problem is i dont love her like she loves me. i am gay, and thats wrong, and i feel so horible about it!"

Of course he’s gay. Look at his outfit! Look at those shoes! I can’t even see him for real and my gaydar is going wild.

"theres nothing bad about bein gay u no" i said.

"REALLY?" he sed, and looked chocked with his mouth open.

Good on Tiaa for being an ally. I love how Jasper reacts as though he’s never considered the possibility that his gayness might be alright. He’s a vampire too and has been alive for well over a century, so that’s a lot of internalized homophobia… but he’s also been around to witness the entire modern LGBT rights movement, so you’d think he might have gotten the “it’s okay to be gay” message before.

"yeah, its proper normal and Snoofles is gay and everything" i said and Snoofles waved and Jasper waves back.

If you just got a bad feeling about what might happen next, trust your fucking instincts.

he smiled and we all stared dancing together and Jasper gave us some of his drugs.

I really wanna know what they’ve been taking, because even though Tiaa isn’t human I feel like anyone who can get high should have to worry about drug interactions. Weed and alcohol is fine, but aside from that I have no idea what the hell Tiaa is on except that she described it as “pills” and a lot of drugs that come in pill form do not play nice with alcohol. She probably isn’t going to fry her liver or anything like that given that she’s essentially undead, but I doubt she’s immune to having a bad trip.

we had a relay good time and jasper met another gay guy called Vince and we all got in Snoofleses car at the end of the night and i drove around while the others all had sex in the back of the car.

A note: At this point in the story I quite literally had to stop the MST for a bit so I could pour myself a very stiff drink.

The panda has a car. The panda is having a threesome with a vampire and a human in the back of his car while another vampire drives it. This is treated as normal because the panda and his two human(oid) sexual partners happen to all be gay.

Like, I’d normally feel pretty weird about the “promiscuous gay” stereotype being invoked, but I’m way too busy feeling weird that the author thinks it’s normal for gay guys to want to screw a panda because the panda happens to be gay too. Also, keep in mind Snoofles can only talk to Tiaa — the dudes he’s having sex with can’t understand him. I’m gonna say a panda who behaves like a human and owns a car is probably capable of consenting, but I still feel mighty weird about the idea that two dudes who perceive Snoofles as an ordinary, non-talking panda would want to have a threesome with him.

I guess the promiscuity aspect isn’t even bad considering how Tiaa and Edward have been acting with each other throughout the fic. The bestiality, though, I have trouble overlooking.

(i was drunk but cos i was a vampire it was ok to drive i had beter reflex than humans!)

Sure, but do you even know how to drive? In most states, it’s not legal to get a learner’s permit until you’re Tiaa’s age, so we’re not talking “experienced driver with superhuman reflexes,” we’re talking “superhuman reflexes, but on somebody who quite possibly has never sat in the driver’s seat of a car before.”

but soddenly somethin jumped into the road infront of us and i had to stop the car and get out. there was a man standin in the middle of the road he was tall and mussely and had black hair like the black feathers of a raven in the black darkness.

But was his black hair like the black feathers of a black raven in the black darkness? I just want to be clear on the color.

he was good looking but he looked so angry i got out my samurai sword (i often have it with me!) but somone jammed up behind me and tore it from me, there were like ten people all grabbing my body in the darkness and they put a thing over my face so i coudnt see and they tied me up!

Oh, of course, her samurai sword. Yep. Been with her the whole time.

Jasper Snoofles and Vince were too busy doing gay sex on each other to notice, i cud hear them grunting and humping and having orgasms on each other - it was so cute but now was SO not the time!

She’s being attacked by a group of ten or more people, who have overpowered her, restrained her, and blindfolded her, in the middle of the road. Three people (well, a person, a vampire, and a panda) are present and they don’t notice this happening at all.

Like… I know they’re all intoxicated and, uh, otherwise occupied at the moment, but did they not at least pause to notice Tiaa slamming on the brakes to avoid colliding with a stranger in the road?

The men who had caught me took me away and somethin hit me over the head and i was unconshous.

when i awoken i found myself in a small dark room and the tall mussel man was in front of me. i was strip down to my underwear and i was chained to a chair with some metal chains and i coudnt move.

Tiaa has superhuman strength and reflexes. She has telekinetic abilities. She can affect objects and people by touching them.

Yet she can’t get out of being chained to a chair?

I call BS.

"WHO ARE YOU YOU WANKY PERV!" i shoyted.

She sounds like Wheatley from “ITS MY LIFE!” now.

"I AM JACOB...THE WEREWOLF KING!" he yelled with his eyes rolling around in his face - he looked so mad and CRAZY!

Jacob’s a big dude who can turn into a wolf, but he’s also about fifteen and just learning about the whole werewolf thing, so I doubt he’d be “king” of anything. Also Tiaa could take him easy.

"NOOOOOOO!" I scremed and i try to broke myself free but i was under so many heavy chains so i looked into his wagging face insted.

I don’t know why she reacted so negatively to Jacob’s response. There is a longstanding vampire/werewolf feud in the Twilight universe, but Tiaa is very newly turned and shouldn’t know about any of that yet. Learning your kidnapper is a werewolf sucks, but if you’re already a vampire you’ve got an edge too.

"Watt do u want from me? why am i here?" i say and i started to cry.

"YOU MUST BE PUNISHED FOR WHAT YOU DID TO BELLA SWAN!" he shreeked and the drool was sloapping down his face just like rain only thick and foam-like.

So… not like rain, then.

"YOU ARE A HALF-BREAD!

I’ve got to change this blog’s name right away. I don’t know what I was thinking naming it “The Half-World” when I could have named it “The Half-Bread.”

Also, hold up — what did Tiaa do to Bella? Is this just about “stealing” Edward? Jacob and Edward aren’t exactly buddy-buddy, and if Bella’s single Jacob has a chance with her, so if anything I think he owes Tiaa a thank-you.

YOU SHOUD NEVER HAVE BEEN BORNE! YOUR FATHER WAS A VAMPIRE AND YOUR MOM WAS A WHITCH! ITS WEIRD AND WRONG AND NOW YOUVE BROKEN BELLAS HEART! HALF-BREAD! HALF-BREAD! HALF-BREAD!"

Well, this really does speak for itself.

This dude was insane, he was so angery he was jumpin up and down.

Sounds like my second-grade teacher. She was the daughter of a well-known Republican senator and she had to resign after she tied a kid to a chair with a jump rope. True story.

But something he said had caugt my attention .

Good job on the punctuation.

"What do u mean my mom was a whitch?" I said.

What do you think he meant, genius?

"MY FATHER USED TO NO HER! SHE LIVED HERE IN LA PUSH AND SHE WAS A WHITCH! SHE COUD MAKE FIRE COME FROM NOWERE AND CONTROLL THE WETHER AND TALK TO ANIMALS AND LOADS OF OTHER STUFF! SHE WAS A FREAK LIKE U!"

I guess this does explain Tiaa’s extra powers, but, I have to say, I don’t think Jacob gets to criticize anyone else for being freaky when he can turn into a wolf.

Of corse! It all made sense now!

It didn’t all make sense. There’s still an interspecies gay threesome that needs explaining.

I was so shocked I fainted,

and also got my periods and commas mixed up,

When i woke up Jacob was in front of me and he was NAKED! He was smilling in a proper creepy way and looked totaly weird like a greasy frog thing and his male genital item was not nice like edwards it was like a horible wet mushroom.

Honest to god I love these similes.

he stroked my knee with it and i gapsed. whatt was he going to do to me!

I think I have an idea, actually.

but sudenly before he coud come any closer the door of the room we were in burst open!

IT WAS EWDARD!

Here to save the day! And to end the fic, because this is it for “Forbiden Fruit”: BeckyMac666 left us all on a cliffhanger, so we’ll never know what happens.

I do genuinely love this fanfic. I love how it’s written, I love the similes, I love the purple prose and the melodramatic tone, and I love my girl Tiaa. It’s a truly fantastic badfic, and I’m happy I got to introduce others to it, too.

#forbidenfruit.mst #fandom:twilight #halfworld.mst

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seriestrash · 8 years ago

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The Story of Us; Ch. 11

more like part 0.5 of chapter 11! this is NOT the full chapter. Just the first 1,177 words to tie you over until this time tomorrow..

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“Be down in a second!” Mabel calls out to Thomas followed by a squeak directed at Riley.

“Meow.” Riley giggles softly referencing a previous ‘scaredy cat’ comment Mabel made about herself.

Mabel stands by Riley’s bed completely frozen.

“Go on then.” Riley giggles as she gives Mabel a gentle shove. “He’s waiting.”

“Come with me?” Mabel asks hopefully.

“I can’t come with you.” Riley’s soft laughter continues.

Eventually, Mabel does make her way downstairs and opens Jed’s front door. She jumps a little in place when she finds Thomas standing directly on the other side of it.

“Sorry.” He chuckles quietly with a gaze pointed at the ground. He looks up slowly, focussing mainly on her clothes. “Are you in pyjamas?”

“Riley’s pyjamas.” Mabel nods and self consciously fold her arms tightly across her chest, knowing she probably looked ridiculous in sleepwear with the shoes she threw on before coming outside.

“Of course.” Thomas nods as if he needed to provide an answer for what she said. “Are you okay to walk or would you prefer to sit?” Thomas motions to the porch steps.

“Walk.” Mabel says quickly after deducting that it would be the less awkward of options. “We can walk...”

The two begin their strides down the street. Mabel is approximately a metre away from Thomas. A safe and comfortable distance for the redhead but also not too far away that it would raise suspicion with Thomas. Or so Mabel hoped.

“Nice night.” Thomas clears his throat and finally speaks up.

“It’s a comfortable temperature.” Mabel nods but internally she’s cringing at her awkwardness.

“This is weird, isn’t it?” Thomas chuckles nervously after a moment of silence.

“Most social situations are for me.” Mabel’s smile is pained.

“How is it that you’re braver on your own than you are with other people?” Thomas questions. After he sees the change of expression on Mabel’s face he quickly apologises. “That wasn’t supposed to sound so insulting...”

“Being alone is comfortable for me.” Mabel offers up a simple one shoulder shrug. “This right now is my own personal equivalent of riding Tombstone.”

Thomas smiles at the comparison. “So you’re nervous too?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” Mabel exaggerates a cheesy smile. She may be dying of nerves on the inside but at least she was remembering to breathe and respond verbally. She had come so far from when they first sat together at lunch.

“This doesn’t have to be weird.” Thomas shakes his arms and legs as he walks as if he could rid himself of the awkwardness with the silly motion. “Now it’s not weird.” He exhales loudly and turns to Mabel with a smile.

“Sure. It’s not weird at all anymore.” Mabel laughs softly, jokingly affirming his shaking brushed off all the strange tension.

“You’re a nonbeliever.” Thomas smirks. Mabel has to turn her attention back towards the road ahead of them. “Come on. We’ve done this before.”

“Done what before?” Mabel knits her brows.

“Walked home.” Thomas states. “Last weekend, after Chubbie’s.”

“Did you not pick up on an awkwardness then?” Mabel coaxes her head.

“No?” Thomas squints a little. “We talked the whole way back.”

“You talked.” Mabel says. “Does this look familiar?” Mabel turns to him with a small and sweet smile as she nods continuously.

Thomas scratches his head and thinks back to the previous weekend. As it starts to come back to him, he crinkles his nose in disgust. “Did I totally over compensate and just ramble on about complete crap?”

Mabel’s small and sweet smile returns and she nods like before. Thomas chuckles at her making fun of him and he playfully scolds her. “That was just me implementing my advanced knowledge of non weird social interactions.” Thomas shakes his limbs again.

“Alright,” Mabel says feeling more comfortable now. “Teach me your socially confident ways.”

“Well you could start by walking beside me.” Thomas looks down at the space between them.

“I am beside you.” Mabel states.

“No, you’re practically on the other side of the road.” Thomas jokes.

“Okay. Step one: disregard a comfortable amount of personal space.” Mabel says. It takes Thomas a moment to realise she was only jokingly making his ‘advice’ sound offensive but once he spots her soft smile he picks up on a better understanding of the game they’re playing. Dramatically, Thomas side steps closer to Mabel.

“Now we look like two normal teenagers.” Thomas jokes.

“Ah, normal. All I’ve ever aspired to be.” Mabel is playfully sarcastic.

“Another helpful tip is to maybe not run away from people when they’re trying to talk to you...” Thomas grows sheepish again as he tries to segway into the main reason he wanted to chat.

“I didn’t run.” Mabel shakes her head. “I just walked quickly in a direction you weren't...”

“Oh well if that’s the case then I let my emotions get bruised for nothing.” Thomas returns to his lighthearted banter.

“Bruised?” Mabel stutters through her laughter.

“How come you walked away quickly?” Thomas only half laughs in attempt to mask his increasing nerves. “Was it something I said?”

“Well... I just felt like the conversation was going somewhere so I decided to go somewhere else.” Mabel says simply.

Thomas pokes at his chest around where his heart would be. He fakes a light wince. “Yep. Still tender from that bruise.”

Mabel rolls her eyes with a soft laugh. How is it she was so scared of Thomas when he’s actually just a big dork? “I thought you were going to say something that couldn’t be unsaid.”

“You a mind reader or something?” Thomas jokes.

“Maybe.” Mabel says more seriously than she actually meant it.

“So lets say what I was really going to say is the same as what you think I was going to say...” Even Thomas finds it difficult to keep up with himself. “What’s so bad about it being said?”

“The part where it changes everything.” Mabel says dramatically as they stop just shy of her front porch.

“What if it’s a good kind of change?” Thomas questions.

“Too risky.” Mabel shakes her head.

“But you still agreed to come down from Riley’s room and talk to me.” Thomas highlights. “Does this mean you’re open to hearing it aloud?”

“Riley suggested I broach the subject of ‘why?’ but now I think it’s a good idea we just go back to the whole smiling and nodding thing.”

“Why?” Thomas is confused. “Why what?”

“Maybe I did grossly misjudge the situation...” Mabel frowns with an embarrassment creeping to the forefront.

“If you thought anything other than me admitting my feelings for you then yes, you got it wrong.” Thomas finally says. He couldn’t beat around the bush any longer.

Mabel’s eyes widen and she slaps a hand over each ear and shakes her head. Thomas gently pulls her arms back down. “Maybe we should sit down and talk now?” Thomas motions to the steps and Mabel is back to silently nodding. She sits first and this time it’s Thomas who puts the distance between them.

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So theres still a couple hundred more words to Mabel and Thomas’ part but I thought I’d end it here and leave you all ??? at what happens next lkgdflhg

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feverhalo · 8 years ago

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(Hi Glass it's ya-nurse hello you totally don't have to do this I'm just throwing ideas at you) if you're looking for prompts, maybe some sick sleepy Keith? Like, Lance notices he keeps dozing off during the day and finds it weird but shrugs it off. Later when Lance goes to the bathroom during the night he finds Keith nearly collapsed in the hallway on a failed search for help. Keith has a super high fever and Lance is worried my dude

@ya-nurse prompted this last night. Its what I made that really excited “keith is the sleep police” post about. I hope its somewhere in the ballpark of what you were hoping for. I know some of it got stretched pretty far off the original mark. Thank you for sending one in!

I’m gonna give a mild content warning- so spoiler if you dont want to have the warning- keith is found unconscious with pills in his hand but he is okay and the fic is just as labeled on the can- he is sick and falls asleep everywhere.

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Sleep Police

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The paladins each had their own quirks that pissed the others off. Hunk, for example, would sing under his breath in high stress situations if his nervous stomach hadn’t overtaken him. Lance had his habit of trying to one-up everyone all the time; so you could do a hundred push ups? He could do a hundred and one. Pidge, Pidge did a lot of weird stuff the others were willing to forgive since they were the youngest, but the worst was leaving half made or half eaten food everywhere. Shiro liked to pull the ‘I’m the adult’ card a lot more lately. ‘You can’t eat that for breakfast. Because I said so, I’m the adult I know you’ll regret eating that for breakfast.’ And then he would eat it so you couldn’t.

Keith though. Keith was great at infuriating Lance, because Lance was competitive and like to read way too much in to things. But for the most part, like with everyone else, it was minor stuff they could overlook. Except for Keith being the sleep police. If he caught you sleeping somewhere outside of your room, the agreed upon campsite, or on some occasions the common area couch, you were going to be woken up. Didn’t matter how tired you were. It wasn’t where you were supposed to sleep.

Lance was just about going to have a field day when he walked in to breakfast one morning and Keith was dozing with his head propped in his hand at the table. He got all the way to the point he was crouched behind Keith’s chair, poised to jab him in the sides to startle him awake, when Keith snuffled and straightened up yawning for a second before picking up his fork. Lance’s face fell and he stomped off to get his own food.

A second chance came in mid-morning training just before their recon mission. Keith was standing propped in the corner with his arms crossed over his chest, head ducked down. It looked like he was sort of watching the demonstration, but Lance noticed his head nodding and tipping to lean on the wall. And there he was, Keith Kogane just sleeping standing up. Lance did a double take, stammering.

“Are you believing this? Am I the only one seeing this?” He gestured towards Keith. The demonstration stopped, Shiro raised his eyebrow. When he turned back, Keith was standing, leaning against the wall giving Lance a look.

“Yeah, no, I’m with him, Shiro. Theres something funky with this routine,” Hunk paused, “It feels kind of, off balance.”

Shiro and Hunk ran through the routine again, and Hunk was able to point out what he meant, and Lance’s outburst was forgotten. He glared at Keith, but he was back to leaning against the wall with his eyes half shut.

Post mission, Lance was sure Keith was asleep on the way back with Red on autopilot. He was so sure, actually, he was ready to go pull Keith out of the red lion. He was starting to think Keith was doing it on purpose to mess with him.

They all landed, and Lance hopped out of Blue so fast, he missed the landing entirely and ended up rolling on the floor for a second before he got up and ran over to Red. And there was Keith climbing out just as he got there.

“Dude!” Lance threw his arms up in the air and turned to walk off. Keith just stared after him in a bit of a daze. He shook his head slowly, trying to clear it. He quietly thanked Red for covering for him so he could rest his aching head for a while on the way back.

He walked past the rest of them and headed to his room. He felt awful and just wanted to sleep somewhere he belonged for sleeping. He wasn’t sure if he felt more disturbed by his lack of energy and how awful he felt for being in the void of space in a rather sterile castle most of the time, or that he kept falling asleep all day in the wrong places. He threw his helmet over away from him and managed to toe off one shoe before he gave up and just flopped face down onto his bed.

Keith awoke with a start, feeling overheated and coughing. He felt vaguely nauseated when he pushed himself up and the room started spinning. He needed to get a drink, and some medicine. He had a pack of painkillers in here, it would work on his fever too. He grabbed one of the blister pack sheets and stumbled his way down the hall to the kitchen. He let his damp jacket fall off him and left it where it fell. He had a mission right now, and if he stopped for anything, he was going to fall over.

Keith made it to the kitchen, but he was so winded and dizzy by that time, he had to hold on to the counter to steady himself. He slid down and rested his back against the cabinets for a minute, just to get the world to stop swaying on him.

Lance scrubbed his face as he brought his cup back to the kitchen. He went to flick the lights on, but found them already on when he paid attention. One of the chairs was knocked askew and there was another cup laying on its side beside the sink. Lance quirked his head, wondering who else came down for a refill and forgot their cup. He fixed the chair as he walked by, and nearly dropped his cup as he saw Keith on the floor.

“Keith!” He was fast asleep, breathing even, propped up against the counter. He was holding an unopened sheet of pills in his hand and his face was tilted forward, but Lance could still see the hot flush across his features.

“Hey, Keith,” Lance shook Keith’s shoulder gently. With his other hand he reached up to check Keith’s temperature as the other paladin stirred. He was definitely overly warm. “You’re sleeping in the wrong place. How could you not notice?” Lance joked, lightly as Keith blinked awake.

“Huh?”

“You’re sleeping in the kitchen, here let me help you out.” Lance made sure Keith wasn’t going to tip over before he stood up. He filled the cup with some water and crouched back down. He popped two of the familiar pills out of the blister pack before putting them in Keith’s palm and holding the water for him.

Keith stared at his palm and the two little red pills sitting there. Lance gave his hand a bump, and he remembered he needed to take the medicine because he was sick, and he felt hot and sick. He put one in his mouth and took several sips of water to try and swallow it down. He coughed and choked on it for a second before managing. He repeated the process with the second pill, and it wasn’t much easier. He hated pills and tried to avoid taking them if he could.

“Why don’t you try and sleep somewhere else, now? I’ll help you out.” Lance pulled Keith up and wrapped one feverish arm over his shoulders and tucked the swaying boy against his side as they staggered down the hall. Keith rubbed at his face and mumbled to himself a bit as they went.

“Hmm?”

“I can’t believe I fell asleep in the kitchen… How did that even happen.”

“Not the weirdest place I’ve seen you asleep today,” Lance took them both to his own room and laid Keith on his bed. He sat on the floor beside the bed after getting Keith situated. “This is a much better place to sleep.”

Keith nodded, and just like that, he was asleep again. Lance figured he should probably let someone else know, but it was still the middle of the night, and Keith took the medicine alright. He pressed his fingers to Keith’s cheek again for a second. He decided it would be okay, something was just assuring him things would be alright for a few more hours. He pulled an extra pillow down to the floor with him and rolled to face the bed and laid down too.

#voltron sickfic #voltron whump #sick keith #keith voltron #lance voltron #fever fic #sickfic #fh fic #not necessarily shippy but open to interpretation #i realize that content warning is probably pretty unneeded but its one of those sort of things where id rather play it safe than sorry #i gotta go to a workshop on titles. im no good at them

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