#they’ve had to deal with too much crap-

[spaced-out-tiger]

Doodle dump :D

Just some more of Riley and Bobby (plus how Bobs looked when she was human >:3)

[wandering-pirate]

Mouthwashing Crew Headcanon

Congratulations! You're now the Tulpar Crew's Unwilling Therapist

Why? How? Everyone's a mess and they need you, so stop questioning >:(

One fortunate 2 AM morning, you were raiding a snack stash. Whose was it? You're here to eat not think

And while shamelessly munching on a yogurt coated oatbar like a man lapping his last meal on death row, the door hissed opened

You straight-up started choking to death, trying to secretly Heimlich yourself, and when you finally dislodged the oatgrain having it shot out your mouth and landing 3 ft. away from the couch, you looked up...

There’s Daisuke. Full-on ugly crying. Like he’s the one who almost got scythed by death

Daisuke so damn cheery 24/7 you were half-convinced his cheeks were sewn to back of his head. But now? Yeah, no. The guy’s face is doing this wet sad puppy thing, and honestly, you kinda miss the creepy sewn-on grin

"Y/NNN~"

Shit, it's his stash! You were ready to half-ass a reason to pin this to Swansea but he grabbed your collars and sobs on you neck

"Is it normal to cry on a wrench? Y/N, Boss gave that to me, it's like my cute little puppy. Except, y’know, it gives me nosebleeds when I’m tightening nuts on the ceiling."

Alright, at this point, the oatbar's been reduced to ashes and dreams, the hell is going on?

The door hissed again, and now you were scrambling, the position Daisuke trapped you in right now can get you a free hundred-day subscription for merciless bullying

"It's not what it lo--"

"Hey Y/N, is the kid finished?"

"Wha-- you mean Dai?"

"Yeah, if he's done then you gotta hear me out now. What's the worst thing someone said behind my back?"

Ok right now, your brain's all question marks. 'Cause a sobbing grown ass man is snotting on your neck and another's asking like he's some prep girl needing to beat someone up over some petty rumor

"No-none that I've heard of..."

"What!? No one's talking about me?? That's even worse!"

Somehow, you manage to wrangle these overgrown manchildren, putting them both to bed after they’ve successfully obliterated your snack time

Daisuke, of course, is still clinging to your arm like a teddy bear, overly needing reassurance

After that? Life... it wasn’t the same

The captain received some valuable intel from a certain co-pilot then starts stopping you at the lounge when you relieved yourself at midnight

“Y/N... do you think I’m a good captain?”

It's 1 am

"Well, no one's mutinied yet, so... yeah, you're probably fine."

"Of course! The absence of rebellion is the mark of true leadership! Y/N, you're a genius! I've been looking at this all wrong!"

You watched Curly skipping - SKIPPING - to his sleeping quarters after patting you in the head

The respect you had for Anya skyrocketed, and once being alone with with the nurse you asked her

"Hey, how'd you deal with all the crap with those rascals?"

She looked at you blanked, then you were unexpectedly given a fromt row seat to Anya's hidden and horrifying side

"I CAN'T! ONE MORE "CAN I EAT EXPIRED SPACE FOODS" QUESTION FROM DAISUKE, I'M RAVAGING THAT GUN FROM THE COCKPIT AND PU--"

"Hey hey hey, Anya, calm down, love!"

"IT'S THE 17TH TIME THIS MONTH, Y/N! SEVENTEENTH!"

After what felt like an eternity of inhale-exhale simon says with the nurse (for her, but mostly for you), her breathing finally slowed down. Thank the stars for that

"How'd you do it Y/N? Every time they ask useless nonsense or dump very emotionally overwhelming things... you send them off calm! It's witchcraft, I swear."

"Honestly, I'm as clueless as you nurse. But you've got too much on your plate, lemme handle this. I've got two ears and infinite tolerance."

"Infinite tolerance? You? The same person who chased Daisuke down for 5 minutes just for a yogurt cup?"

"Hey, that was the last cup and were still 200 days away fro--alright. Just trust me Anya, I got this."

Y'all laughed about the outburst, but you're secretly terrified of her now (respectfully, of course)

One day, you were helping the grumpy mechanic and the man's acting weirdly cryptic

“Why can’t people just…? Ugh, forget it.”

Finally, after handing him a screwdriver for the third time, his grumblings axed a huge ass crack in your patience

“Alright, Swans. What’s eating you? You’re gonna blow a gasket at this rate, and I don’t mean the ship’s.”

The man got two choices, save his non-existent high pride or just release it all

“It’s nothin’. Just Jimboy's been stickin’ his nose where it doesn’t belong, Cap’s stressin’ over somethin’ again, and Daisuke-- Why can’t they just… leave me outta it?”

Ah, he chose wisely. and you weren't gonna tease him for it (not yet, he's gotta pay for stealing your dinner twice)

“Maybe it’s because they think you’re reliable.”

The gruff old man had the nerve to squint at you, you can see it through your trusty side-eye (it made your eyeballs hurt)

"Me? Reliable? Bullshit. 'M just keepin’ this old horse from fallin’ apart.”

“'xactly. You keep the ship together, so... maybe... they figured you can keep them together too.”

This gotta break the record for Swansea's longest silence ever, no snorts, no sighs, no scoffs

The mechanic processed that like you just revealed the meaning of life and sprinkled some fairy dust on his dirty blond head (at least the color's just named dirty unlike jimmy's actual dirty ass hai--)

“Hmph. That’s dumb.”

Your eyes woulda twitched if it weren't for his shoulders relaxing and a small smirk on the mans perma-wrinkled face, you were about to leave when you heard a small mumble

“...Thanks. For the help. Or… whatever the hell that was.”

Men and their pride, however you gave him a pass and grinned

“Anytime, Teddy Bear."

Most days, you could never even breathe oxygen in peace

For the first time, you eyed Polle with a jealous-fueled burning gaze. All it does was blast you with warnings, and you don't even have to do anything! Just breathe in its general direction and you've rewarded yourself with "SAFETY'S A PRIORITY!"

Meanwhile, you’re over here, literally tweaking and that damn horse was living its best, noise-polluting and noise-free life

Eventually, they started dragging you into these "group venting sessions," basically just everyone talking over each other until it’s less of a calm-headed, adult and mature discussion and more of a competition to see who can throw the best threat (Anya surprisingly won thrice)

Until you bang your trusty pot and spoon,

“ONE AT A FUCKING TIME!”

a/n: this is what my rotting, sleep deprived, caffeine overdosed brain produced, hope y'all like it :,D

[love-minor-poltergeist]

A/N: I saw the positive reception that my Barbi hcs and I wanted to say, from the bottom of my heart, thank you kindly!! I always find myself feeling apprehensive on deviating from the fandoms I usually write for, so the fact that you all seemed to liked my Barbi content means a lot! (〃＾▽＾〃)

In the spirit of things, I decided to try my hand at baking a batch of hcs for our lovely, awful Police Sergeant Coyle! I will admit that his character was a little bit more difficult to write for since there's a lot uncomfortable themes and ideals related to his character. However! I welcome the challenge and hope that these turned out okay. Lemme know what y'all think!!

!Content Warning!: There's a passing mention of CSA/Childhood Sexual Abuse since the comics implied that it happened, and while it's only mentioned very briefly, it's better to play it safe

General Leland Coyle Headcanons:

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Ever since his father served in the military briefly in WWII, which subsequently left the older man an invalid– having lost a foot and permanently unable to walk normally– Leland was left to carry out most of the physical labor around him and his family’s cattle farm. Pa would still insist on bossin’ him around, though, and Leland usually had to be the one to help him walk the fields while dealing with the cattle. Of course, once he joined the local police force, most of those duties fell upon his ma. 

Granted, in his ever charming views, he always thought Ma did a crap job of the physical work, so he’d usually take over anyway. All the while he and Ma argued back and forth on the fields.

An average day, if he wasn’t off dealing with police duties, he’d watch the cattle and make sure they’ve eaten and prod any escapees back into the fields. He was none too gentle, either, and he’s earned his fair share of bruises and narrowly avoided a few nasty kicks. Leland’s even got a particularly nasty scar on his lower abdomen from getting gored by a rowdy heifer. It luckily wasn’t deep enough to get him sent to the hospital, but boy did his parents ridicule him for being dumb enough to let it happen in the first place. 

Cannot cook for the life of him. Pa drilled it into his head that cooking was a woman's job, so he never really bothered to learn. All of the housework was handled by his wives, and god forbid if they wanted a break from it… During the brief stints between each marriage, Leland’s survived off diner food, cigarettes, coffee, and the occasional frozen tv dinner. 

On the other hand, however, he’s completely fine with a man cooking if it’s to handle a grill. Hell, Pa was the one to teach him how to prepare meat after they’ve sent their cattle off to the slaughterhouse, and goddamn can he cook a mean steak. Now that he thinks about it, Leland sometimes wished he paid more attention on how to make fried chicken when his Ma tried to show him… 

The Coyle family were devout Christians and attended Sunday mass each week. Of course, Leland doesn’t practice the religion much as he grew older, but much of the values taught to him remained; most of them perverted to fit his ideals. 

Thanks to his chronic smoking habit, Leland’s appetite is close to nonexistent. He does it so much that the other officers of the Blackwell Police Department often joked about how Sergeant Coyle’s office may as well have been an oven with how much smoke emanated from his office. However, given how he’s the one to handle most of the paperwork until the asscrack of dawn, and with only a cigarette and numerous cups of coffee littering his desk to keep him going, no one really complained. 

Usually shaves his head during the summer time. Sure, he’s a vain man, but it’s become a habit after his time in the military. Not to mention that it usually helped him keep cool during the days where he toiled in the fields with the sun beating down on he and Ma. The habit followed him into the Sinyala facility, where staff usually had to shear him down since, though he’s a Prime Asset and thus has special privileges, he’s still not to be trusted with anything sharp. 

Has extensive firearm training. Pa first showed him how to handle a rifle whenever the farm had to deal with coyotes and stray dogs that harassed the livestock. On the offtime there wasn’t anything to shoot, young Leland was usually spotted by the fence posts in the outer perimeter of the farm, practicing his aim with a few cans and empty bottles. Which eventually graduated to shooting at any unlucky birds or cats that wandered too close to the property. He was also put in charge of putting down any sickly cattle, too, after Pa was left crippled.

His aim only got better thanks to his time in Okinawa. He’s got more experience in rifles and pistols, but he has a natural knack for machinery, and he’s a quick learner. Not to mention that he follows gun safety to a fuckin’ T…. Which only made him even more offended when he learned that some deformed, baby-talkin’ runt got a gun before he did in Sinyala. 

Usually has a sore back after trials. Sure, he can handle lugging around that pontiac car battery on his back for hours if he needed to, but goddamn is that thing heavy. First thing he does after a trial is stretch until he hears his back pop. 

Suffers from really nasty night terrors. Going back to his comic and how it briefly touched on how Leland’s exhibited signs of CSA, it’s highly possible that much of the abuse occurred behind closed doors and at night, where everyone else was asleep. He’s avoided sleep like the plague since then. Both as a means of trying to protect himself and not have to deal with constantly reliving the incident. He’s never talked to anyone about it, and refuses to do so. 

He’s also coped with it via hypersexualising himself and inflicting pain on others. It gives him a sense of control and a rush of power that was stripped away from him. Silently vowed to never let himself be that vulnerable again.

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[bumpkinspice0]

Parallels Chapter 18: Worth Everything

Miguel O'Hara x Spider!FemReader

No use of y/n

Rating: Maure

Word Count: 2k

Summary: You deal with the aftermath of Miguels choice

Warnings: Angst O'clock, Talks of death, Panic attacks, like I have no idea how to write these feelings but we're here

A/N:  I am so horribly sorry for the wait, life just be life. Bad news, this update is a little short. Good news, it's short because I took half of it and put it in the next chapter which is now half written and will be posted (hopefully) in 2ish weeks

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Series Masterlist

AO3

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No one ever talks about how desensitized you become with this job. How easily things bordering on impossible become mundane to you. What you deal with on a daily basis, if you think about them too much, it all becomes somewhat laughable. Things like interdimensional travel and building-sized mutants just become part of your everyday life. You’re not entirely sure anything could shock you anymore. After a decade of this shit, you’re not sure what was left anyway. 

Yet, you sit completely silent on the couch. 

You’re not supposed to be here. Not just with Miguel but… here here. It was all going to end. You had your fair share of brushes with death in the past, an accepted hazard of all this crap, but just knowing the finality of it somehow made it all the more sobering. You always made it out okay. But this time… This time you weren’t supposed to.

You were supposed to die— and they all knew about it. He knew about it— and he saved you anyway. 

The most sacred rule was broken by the very man who declared it. What more was there left to say? 

“This whole shit storm just got even worse,” Gabe grumbles as he analyzes the numbers, “With her not even being in her own dimension… I don’t know.”

“ Shut. Up.” Miguel scolds him in a hushed tone. His eyes keep darting over to you as the two brothers work. 

After their immediate confrontation— with a good amount of screaming— they got to work. Countless projections filled Miguel's living room. You had no idea how to decipher the equations and charts and readings— which were all likely pointing to the same solution. You shouldn’t be here. This feels so wrong because you should be—

And you're just… sitting here. Fucking useless.  

“Can I help?” You dare to ask.

“No,” Gabe bites, “You’ve done enough.”

“This isn’t her mistake,” Miguel hastily steps in front of you, “It’s mine. So I’ll fix it.”

“Fix it?” Gabe barks out a laugh. “I thought I could trust you. I thought you’d learned.”

“There are things at play here that none of us could have anticipated,” Miguel says as calmly as he can. 

“Don’t,” Gabe groans, pushing his current projection screen away. “Please just don’t… talk like a scientist for one minute.” He runs his hands over his face with a deep sigh, stepping backward until he practically trips onto the adjacent couch. The sun has started peaking through the windows behind him. 

They’ve been at this for hours. 

Miguel seems to share the sentiment, stepping away from both of you. The neon projections hover motionless around all of you. They tell a story you don’t know how to read, and you're afraid to ask one of them what it says. 

So, you just sit quietly, waiting for one of them to deliver the final blow… whatever that may be. 

Death? Banishment? Some kind of interdimensional imprisonment? This is uncharted territory. The unknowns are stacked against you in every way. Miguel always plays it safe. Always bends to the will of the canon. Always makes the tough choices. Will he realize saving you was a mistake?

Even with all the gibberish equations floating around your head, you knew what the easiest option would be. The cause and the solution to this problem was sitting right here on the couch— quiet and useless.  

Being Spiderman is a sacrifice.

You push the intrusive thoughts back. He wouldn’t have saved you, he wouldn’t be working tirelessly just to let all that effort, all that risk, be in vain— right?

He saved you. He chose to save you.

Miguel is the first to break the bloated silence that’s settled over the room. He turns to Gabe.

“Get out.”

“ Excuse me? ” Gabe is instantly back on his feet. “After what you pulled—”

“We all need a break,” Miguel towers over his younger brother, “We’re spinning our wheels. No solution is going to come up if we don’t give ourselves time to digest what we know.”

“What we know?!” Gabe brushes past him. “We don’t know anything!” He waves his arms around the projections.

“Gabe!” Miguel hisses as he grabs his brother’s arm. His eyes briefly dart to you then back to Gabe. It’s a subtle gesture, you almost miss it, but his message is clear. 

You’re scaring her.

Are you scared? No, not scared— absolutely terrified. 

“Miguel…” You see Gabe’s shoulders drop ever so slightly. The anger is dissipating and being replaced with something you can’t quite place. Defeat? Pity? He glances at you for a split second before looking back to Miguel, “Migs… No puede volver a su casa.”

“ Sé…” Miguel says solemnly. 

“Ella no puede quedarse aquí.”

“Si…lo hará.”

“Mig–”

“I’m right here,” you bite out, harsher than you intended. Your Spanish may be extremely lacking but you’re not an idiot, “You can’t just talk about me like I’m not right here.”

“I’ll go. We’ll continue this later,” Gabe sighs, pulling his arm from Miguel’s grasp. He pauses in front of you, you finally look him in the eye. It was pity that replaced all that anger. “For what it’s worth, I am sorry.”

“Thanks,” you dismissively respond, turning away. 

You hear his boots shuffle over to the elevator. 

“Lyla’s main controls are turned over to me for the time being.��� He announces as the elevator dings open. 

“Understood.” Miguel all but grumbles in response. 

Miguel can’t be trusted with such power anymore… because of you. Because he had to save you he’s been stripped of leadership. 

The energy in the room lightens when Gabe leaves but it’s still nowhere near comfortable. You still don’t move from the couch, blankly staring out the window. You pull your knees into your chest for some semblance of comfort and find none. At least the sunrise was beautiful today. 

“ Arañita ?” You hear Miguel’s voice. You feel the cushions dip next to you. Still, you don’t look at him. “Please… say something?”

“What do you want me to say?” your grip around your knees tightens, “What could I possibly say right now?”

The spider-sense hums faintly between you two, as it had for the last several hours. Strange how you always thought you could trust it. It was just another instinct after all. An extension of yourself. It would be like not trusting your own hands to tell you a stove is hot. Yet here you both are with your hands on the stove, the flesh long burned away. 

The numbness and shock were finally boiling into something else. You need a release. You need to feel something… anything else. 

He doesn’t hesitate to pull you into him when the tears start. To your surprise, you don’t pull away. You don’t know if you hate or adore him for this. You don’t know what to feel for any of this. Gratitude? Horror?

You feel like something was taken away and everything you wanted was given to you at the same time. You should be dead. You’re so happy you're alive. Someone will pay the price for this. Miguel has saved you. Miguel has doomed you. How can you fix this? Is there even an answer?

For now, crying will just have to do.

“Why?” you finally croak after an eternity. 

“Why?” His lips brush against your hair.

“Why save me?” you lean against his chest, part of you hating how much his touch comforts you, “Why interrupt the canon if you, of all people, understand the risk.”

He’s quiet longer than you’d like. You’re head rises and falls with his breathing. His heartbeat speeds up ever so slightly.

“I tried not to.” 

The admission stings more than you’d like it to. Of course he tried not to. Of course he didn’t come parading over on a white steed as soon as he got the news. This is Miguel O’Hara, the king of law and order in the multiverse. This is Miguel O’Hara… the man who’s changed your life forever.

“But you didn’t.” You finally say. 

“But I didn’t.” He repeats, running a soothing hand over your hair.

You finally turn up to face him, surly looking a mess with red puffy eyes and tear-stained cheeks. 

“I– I don’t know what to do, Miguel,” you choke, willing more tears down. You’ve had enough crying. It won’t solve anything. 

“You don’t have to do anything.” His hands find your face, forcing you to look at him. You see the pleading in his eyes. “You don’t have to do anything. I promise you I will fix this.”

You want to believe him. God, you do desperately want to believe him.

“We just haven’t done anything like this with a—” he cuts himself off, his teeth biting into his lip. 

But you know the next words. 

“Say it.” 

“Arañita, I don’t think–”

“Say. It.” 

His shoulders drop, defeated. “An anomaly.”

You scramble out of his grasp, suddenly suffocated by the magnitude of all of this. You pace over to the windows. Your emotions have been running high for the past month and this is the horrible climax. The horrible, perplexing climax. You finally let out a gut-wrenching scream, and it somehow helps more than the tears.

You're alive. You’re alive but you're just so… so something . Angry? Or maybe you're scared. Or maybe everything. Yes, that’s it. You feel everything. Rage. Gratitude. Confusion. Fear. All of them— but one is distinctly missing. 

Hope. You feel absolutely no hope. 

You’re an anomaly now. A bug in the system. Something this whole tower was built to stop. Of course there’s no hope here.

You should be dead, but you’re not. You should have taken the cure and ended all of this, but you didn’t. You should have done a lot of things but you never had the strength to do them. But if you did… you’d be dead right now.

Miguel catches you before you fall to your knees. He holds you close, comforting you the only way he knows how. This is all his fault. 

What, saving your life? That continuous voice in your head reasons. 

You can’t bring yourself to hate him, but you can’t bring yourself to be completely grateful either. What was honestly the right reaction to this? There isn’t one.  This is all just so… fucked.

You’re an anomaly. Something unstable that causes damage without trying. Your mere existence could end universes now. A realization hits you.

“I can’t go home, can I?” 

His pause is answer enough. He eventually speaks anyway.

“No.” You feel the remorse in his voice, “For all your world knows, you are… gone. The canon is playing out as predicted. Entering and interrupting it could have severe consequences. Your atoms are—”

“What are you going to do with me then?” You ask the question almost clinically as if trying to bypass the raging storm inside your head.

“What?”

“I’d lock me up if I were you. We don’t know—”

“You think I’d do that to you?” Miguel pulls away, forcing you to look into his eyes. “You really think I’d do that?”

You shy away from his gaze. “It’s the safest option. I’m dangerous.”

“You’re staying here. You’re staying here with me until we solve this.”

You can’t help but feel like he’s breaking more rules right now. Keeping an anomaly in your home? Unthinkable. You're a monster now. The enemy. 

An anomaly. 

“I’m not worth this kind of risk. I’m not—”

He pulls you into him, his lips enveloping yours with a deep moan. He cradles your face as he kisses you passionately— with meaning. You almost taste his pain. Your shared pain. The spider-sense quakes between you, just as afraid as both of you. You lean into it hoping to find relief there. And there is some, but not enough. It’s never enough when it’s Miguel. Not enough to fix things this time, unfortunately.

He pulls away, resting his forehead against yours. You breathe each other's air, both surely hoping a kiss fixes the mess you’ve made. He places another small kiss on your forehead. 

“You are worth everything .”

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No puede volver a su casa.- She can’t go home.

Sé- I know.

Ella no puede quedarse aquí.- She can’t stay here.

Si…lo hará.- Yes… she will. 

Please please please let me know if any of this isn't correct

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[bronx-bomber87]

Happy Wednesday Fandom. We’ve reached THE episode. Sorry little later than usual. Life didn't understand I had a review to do ha I remember not knowing what this ep would quite be. When it was done I had to pick my jaw off the floor. I was in utter shock and felt like a fever dream I was watching. Like did that really just happen? Was that real life? It’s was so exciting to have the payoff.

Even if it felt like it wasn’t real LOL Did my damn best to get everything in. I feel like I’ve become really good at this gif puzzle but eps like this really pushes me to the limit ha. God bless the gif website I found or I would be screwed haha Let’s get this started :)

5x08 The Collar

Aaron wants to shadow Angela and Harper today. He is looking into being a detective someday. So Grey re-assigns him to them and Lucy to Tim. Telling her she’s back on gopher duty. They could not be MORE suspicious or obvious if they tried my god. You know Grey knows his question about riding together is making them more uncomfortable. It's hilarious really. Trying to get them to out themselves. Instead they’re just little awko tacos staring at each other bumbling around.

He knows they’re lying with their 'No's' But he also doesn’t care. LOL They’re riding together whether they like it or not. It's amazing with their lives on the line with UC their ability to lie is amazing. Flawless really. Having to deal with their still weirdness and not show it? Abysmal. Such bad liars in this scene holy hell. The amount of awkward in this 30 seconds floors me.

From the minute Grey suggests they ride together they’re awkward dorks. Ones who don’t know complete sentences or words. This scene says so much with saying so little at the same time . There’s a reason they’ve stayed away from each other. This moment right here. They’re so very aware if they are back in a shop together everything they’ve been avoiding will come rushing back. Such a strong start to the ep for them though. Enjoyed their discomfort so much ha

We start out with them in the shop being awkward af. I loved the shots in this one and their opening one is great. With the cams coming to life and their day starting. Lucy of course is the first the break the silence. Asking him how single life is? He tells her really nice. How he didn’t have to deal with anyone complaining about him watching football all day.

Lucy giving him crap of course about never leaving the house. Things maybe weird between them but their comfortable banter hasn’t suffered. They fall right back into it with this scene. That married energy they have coming right back into play here. Gah they just balance each other out so well it’s insane. Haven’t had a couple this in-sync since Caskett on Castle.

I love him being a hermit though. He earned it after Ashley. He did whatever she damn well pleased for months. You stay home and watch your football babe. You earned it after that disaster of a relationship. Tim does defend himself a little saying he took Kojo out LOL I consider that going out too when I’m needing a hermit day. I'm with you on this Tim.

I love the affectionate way Lucy says he’s hopeless. That’s the beautiful thing about Lucy for Tim. Yeah she gives him crap but she fully loves that man for who he is. She would spend a day being a hermit with him just because it made him happy. D just wrote an amazing fic on that concept actually. (You should read it so so good) Lucy loving and accepting him for who he is and not condemning him for it. Yeah she’s teasing him for being ‘hopeless’ when really she is so fond of who he is as a person. Loves that man inside and out. You can see the adoration on her face when she delivers that line.

Just love the idea of them having lazy Sundays together now. Lucy indulging his hermit ways when he needs it. No doubt Tim indulges when she wants to be out. Because their partnership is a balanced one. Gah I love them. Chris FaceTimes her and Tim looks over and makes a face LOL god damn I love this man. Chris asks her if she’s busy? She says no…but seems not at ease with this phone call. Lucy asks where he is? He tells her an open house…They could not be more opposites in this moment. They spoke earlier about moving in and Chris jumped the gun to houses. Sprinting toward a future she doesn't want.

Lucy wasn't even on board for moving in...She is looking so very panicked. He’s going on about how it needs work but is 3 bedrooms. Tim’s interest now has been piqued and it’s stressing Lucy out for a couple reasons. She is no where near ready for this step and he’s gunning to a house. Second Tim can overhear this adding another level of stress. She doesn’t want Tim to think they are there. Because well they aren’t….Lucy cuts the phone call off abruptly. Asks if they can talk later? Chris being the clueless oaf he is doesn’t pick up on her stress at all. He says 'love you' and she says nothing in reply just ends the damn call LOL

Tim asks if they’re moving together? Lucy looks even more distressed after the phone call. Her body language screaming she’s being dragged into this situation. Kicking and screaming really. Lucy tells him no…Tim follows up with ‘He seems to think you are…’ Lucy is having a panic attack right now when he says that. The way she puts her hand on her chest. Trying to relieve the building pressure of this whole thing. Now there’s a girl ready to move in with her BF…. She seems so rattled the entire conversation with Tim.

Lucy continues on that he kind of sprang it on her this morning. He can read her discomfort like a book. So he continues his line of questioning. Which is unreal because you know the shop is a personal life free zone right Timothy? The fact that he’s the one pursuing this conversation. Being the one to ask the questions. My god how far we’ve come it’s crazy. He can tell how unsettled she is. The way he’s analyzing her and looking at her tells him everything he needs to know.

Yet he asks her ‘You guys are happy right?’ Lucy does a very unenthusiastic ‘Yeah we’re happy…’ Tim presses on like a devils advocate that is making her panic worse. Saying if that's true this is 'The next obvious steps for them then.' Lucy continuing her fake streak saying they’re “super happy.” Ok love sure you are…As she says this she is rubbing the crap out of her tattoo. Just being a lying liar who lies right now. They get a call before the convo continues on.

Everyone gets involved in a stop Nolan and Celina have. She has a bomb collar around her neck and she becomes the focal point for everything. The tension and writing leading up to them getting her to that parking lot in immense. Even though I've seen this episode many many times that portion always gets me. It’s so sad how afraid she is and her re-evaluating her life cause of it. How empty it feels now.

Pam and John talking was heartbreaking. How all she wanted was for her mom to know she loved her ugh. Sadly she ends up dying and that’s where this scene begins for them. I truly think this SL was a motivator for Tim. One of the reasons for where we head in this one. Because it’s so easy to get bogged down with life. To fall into the going through the motions. To have regrets with having a comfort zone. Tim taking a shot based off that.

Lucy expressing how she is feeling. It was upsetting to watch as a viewer. I can’t imagine being there watching that unfold. Tim being her sounding board. Knowing how upset she is right now. Giving her feedback on what he thought was the killers motive. Talking this out because he know it'll ease her mind. Then stupid Chris calls. Blind as a bat couldn’t read Lucy if his life depended on it.

He’s not calling to see if she’s ok or how she’s doing. No he’s calling about a f*cking house. She could not be more distraught right now. What does this tool bag do? Bring up listings. I love how Tim’s eyes pan over to her. Checking in on her emotional state. Seeing she is so distraught. It’s very obvious she is upset and this is the last thing she wants to be talking about. This moment is opening her eyes to who Chris is as a person. She isn’t liking what she sees.

Her ‘wow’ sounds like she is trying to stop herself from going off on him. So ignorant and oblivious to her and what she needs right now. Lucy already wasn’t on board with this which he didn’t see. Now she’s rattled from their current case and this mofo is sending her house stuff. Lucy can’t even process this right now. Tim being her absolute hero and hearing her silent screaming bails her out. “Yelling” at her to get off the phone. Hate his line ‘He’s in a mood.’

No you’re a clueless insensitive idiot. Who he is currently saving her from. He presses about that damn listing one more time before she hangs up. Haven’t wanted to sucker punch him this badly since 4x17. Lucy can finally breathe when they hang up. She looks to her rock and says ‘Thanks.’ A very loaded and grateful one. Tim giving her the sweetest look. Fierce protector reporting for duty. Putting her first in this moment and saving her from that convo going further.

I LOVE how Tim is constantly watching and checking in on her in this episode. He handles this whole thing so well. He’s not a dick telling her to dump Chris. He’s so so god damn attuned to her emotionally. It shows so very much in this episode. Lucy loves to talk things out and yet she keeps avoiding it in this episode. Avoiding truly getting to the root of why she’s feeling the way she is.

Which is fascinating considering that’s her jam. Analyzing and breaking something down. Digging deep to see why something is the way it is. Yet on this one she is avoiding it and Tim gets her to face it. He even gives her an out if she needs it. Telling her if she doesn’t want to move in with Chris she doesn’t have to. Tim just got out of a ‘moving through the motions.’ relationship. His POV on this is excellent.

He doesn’t want to see her settle or be forced into anything she doesn’t want. Just because Chris is ready and wants it. Lucy finally starts to talk about it. Saying why doesn’t she want to move in with him? Telling Tim they never fight. Thats a huge red flag if you ask me Lucy. That’s not healthy at all. Tim telling her maybe that’s the problem here….

It’s this next line above that really gets Lucy’s thoughts in motion. Tim just did a mind f*ck when he asked her this. You can see the realization washing over her in that second gif. Because he’s not wrong. You fight because it is worth fighting for. Chris has always been this blah middle of the road nothing for her. Was a BF? Yes. Was he decent? That’s debatable…

Chris was just there as a safety net for loneliness. Now that he’s becoming more than that it’s becoming a serious issue. One she can't ignore anymore. All their glaring problems coming to light in this moment in her mind. Tim is talking her through this (which I can't get over.) With the most perfect mixture of empathy and logic. She’s slowly realizing he is NOT worth the bother.

Tim is not only pointing this out but with massive heart eyes. Telling her she deserves someone who’s worth the effort. Pre-laying all his cards on the table in this moment. She can’t break the eye contact with him after he says this. Knowing what he means by this statement. This entire episode is him being Tim ‘I’m worth the effort’ Bradford for her. The more she looks at Chris the less she likes it.

The more she looks at Tim the more she knows he’s the one. And that scares her to death. God I love him stepping up and guiding her like this. Not only that but talking her though this whole thing. Something that he avoided like the plague in 3x09. Shaking closure and talking off and saying it was useless. Here he is talking her through this crisis she is having. He’s crushing it too btw. Such an iconic line for them for so many reasons. This makes me squee still rewatching it.

Before their convo goes any further they spot a second person with a collar. This guy is way more aggressive about saving his life. Pulls off and finds some sheers. Saying he’s not waiting around to die. Tim immediately grabs Lucy and heads for cover. It’s the way he holds her and shields her at the same time.

That’s his whole world right there. He would take the heat of a thousand bombs to protect her. Tim has a one track mind in this moment. He’s not thinking Lucy can handle herself. Or she is capable of getting to cover on her own. No he’s thinking that’s the woman he loves in front of a bomb.

It changes his entire perspective. So he full on grabs her and places his body between her and the bomb. Thats his first instinct to throw himself between her and harm. Gah it’s so good and just feels like more in this ep. Proving to Lucy over and over in this one she is worth the effort to him. Fierce protector front and center.

We catch them back in the shop trying to figure out next moves about this next bomb. Chris texts her another listing... In an area she CLEARLY doesn’t want to live in. Tim can’t stand to watch her suffer any longer. He is as straight forward with her in this moment as I’ve ever seen him. He knows she has been on edge all day. From the case alone.

Now she has Chris making matters worse with each interaction. She looks so upset when Tim asks her if she loves him? Noting that 'He clearly loves her.' His growth I talk about a lot and it’s episodes like this that truly show it. Look at this man pressing her to talk about this. He knows she’s in her head and talking it out always makes it better. Tim knows this about her and is pursuing it for that reason.

Lucy has been running from her feelings for Tim for quite some time. She low key knew about them in s4. Then 4x21 happened and they imploded on her. Hitting her like ton of bricks. This moment is her ‘Come to Jesus’ moment about Chris. Also about her feelings for Tim. Saying out loud she SHOULD love him. That he’s great in so many different ways and yet…

It’s hitting her in this very moment she can’t love Chris because she loves Tim. Because that man is and NEVER will be Tim Bradford. He will forever pale in comparison to the man sitting to her left. Tim is the most important person in her life. It’s just hitting her like a freight train what’s happening. I love how she trails off as she comes to this conclusion. The way she looks at him when she comes to this realization.

Doesn't take much for Tim to see what she almost said to him. Lucy says enough that Tim knows what she is saying in this moment. The way he looks at her after her almost confession. my heart. I think this scene is another catalyst to their ending scene. I remember watching this scene and saying ‘You’ for her and squeeing my head off. Because she just basically admitted to not only herself but to Tim. That Chris is not Tim. He never will be…They both know it at this point. He is not 'You' is where she was headed and they both are aware of this.

We’ve reached THE scene. The scene that changed all of our shipper lives. heh Lucy coming up saying she needs to talk to him. Her rubbing that tattoo of hers before she sits down. Tim making a crack about Chris wanting to live in some remote place. I don’t know anything about CA but I imagine that city he listed isn’t great ha

Lucy says ‘No…’ Tim goes right at it telling she just doesn’t want to admit it’s not working. He asks her why she is doing this? When she is clearly so VERY unhappy about this development. This entire episode she spent stressed and on edge about Chris. Asking her if it's the guilt about Rosalind?

Lucy tries to pull a Tim and deflect. Bringing up Ashley and staying in a relationship too long. Tim does not let that fly for one damn second. Continues his assertive comments with her. He gets so worked up when he cuts her off about it above. That this isn't about him. Telling her she’s just hiding in this relationship because she’s scared.

It’s here Lucy blows his damn mind with her reply. Airing her fears of losing the the most important person in her life. Now I think Tim knew there was an attraction on Lucy’s end no doubt. She invited him in for gods sake in 5x01. He knew there was an attraction. What he didn’t know was the level of importance he held her life. It’s written all over his face. He is shocked legit shocked she feels this way about him. Now anyone with eyes could see Tim is exactly what she said. The most important relationship in her life.

The thing is Tim is so very damaged in that way. I get that so very much. Where you don’t expect those around you to love or care as much as you love and care for them. The sucky life of an insanely loyal person who has been burned which I can relate to. My friend just other day told me how much he missed me while I was away in TN visiting my sister. Him and my other friend missed me. I made a joke like oh did you not think I would come back?

Would you miss me or something? He looked at me and was like yes. We love you don’t you know that? I would be devastated if you didn’t come back. We’ve been friends for almost 5 years. It still shocks me I have people who love me and would miss me. So I can deeply relate to Tim being shocked he holds that place of importance in Lucy’s life. He’s NEVER been put first. Not till Lucy Chen entered his orbit.

She panics when she sees his reaction not reading him like she usually does. Thinking she’s overshared. When really Tim is just smitten af with her reply. He is beside himself with shock that he is HER #1 person. He doesn’t feel worthy. Thats not what Lucy reads at first when she sees his reaction. She thinks she’s over shared or over stepped in some way. Tim stops that train of thought right away. Telling her 'No she’s right.' Lucy once again misreads him and thinks they should just back off this then. Better to keep them as is. ‘It’s not worth the risk...’

Then we see our boy do the biggest leap of faith I’m sure he’s ever done and combat her reply with our next iconic OTP line. ‘Unless it is.’ Looks how cute he is when he says this. His precious upside down smirk. Reminds me of his cute smirk from 4x22 after their peck. He looks so excited about this idea. Just look at this puppy of a man. Going for it and telling her I think we are worth this. Wanting to give them a shot. Basically saying we are worth risking what we currently have for what could be.

This next part is where his courage really shines through. I love how he takes this deep shaky breath in the first gif. So nervous to ask her this question. Tim Bradford is NERVOUS everyone. So nervous to ask the woman he loves to take a chance on him. To go out to dinner and give this a shot. He finally finds the courage to ask her. Lucy’s answer is immediate and adorable.

If she could go to dinner right then and there she would. Jumping out of her skin with excitement at his proposal of going out. Tim is so elated and his smile so damn wide when he says ‘Yeah?’ He can’t believe his luck. Looks like the smile of a man who just got everything he's ever wanted. Months of longing over in this moment of courage. He’s so happy she’s said yes. The man is beaming proudly displaying that Lucy smile he reserves for her and ONLY her. Lucy mirrors his elation with her 'Yeah' *heart clutch*

Lucy then back tracks and we watch our boy deflate instantly. He looks so very upset when she takes it back. Her excitement got the better of her and she retracts. I saw a hilariously accurate depiction of Tim in this scene. Said he had golden retriever energy in this moment. All excited and giddy for getting what he wants. Body wiggling with absolute joy. Then is told no and is all sad and deflated. Then he doesn’t perk back up until she says she needs to end things with Chris first.

The analogy cracked me up because it was accurate. He looks so very gutted when she says no after. Has that 'This was too good to be true I guess.' energy coming off him in waves. Lucy tries to rectify the situation with her reason why. Doesn't want to see that sad look on his face. The man looks devastated. He just went from an absolute high only to come crashing down seconds later. The way he nods like he understands but is really hurt about it. My poor puppy of a man.

I love how he lights backs up when she tells him to ask her again. Later. After she’s rid herself of the dead weight that is Chris. Making sure Tim knows she wants this just as much as he does. She just needs to end things first. Make it right. No one gets doing things honorably more than Tim Bradford. His cute smile after he tells Lucy 'Deal.' His hope returning. Their body language above in the last gif is everything. Their bodies are pointed towards each other. They couldn’t be happier right now. Leaning in toward one another finally giving into that magnetic pull of their's. Both grinning like idiots in love. Gah I can not. I am a puddle. I remember rewinding that scene to make sure I saw and heard everything correctly.

I was expecting their pining era to last longer tbh. I was delightfully surprised when Tim of all people took the leap. Helped Lucy take it with him. For him to be the one without doubts and to go for it was so important. Lucy for the most part has been the catalyst in their relationship. Tim has has his moments. More so in the last season or so. But Lucy has mainly been in the drivers seat. To watch this man overcome his fear of rejection and go for it with her. my damn heart. This man isn’t scared to ruin what they have because he KNOWS. This is it for him. She is it. I can’t get over how much he’s grown to get to this place.

To be the one to say hey we’re worth the risk. Would you like to go out with me? Showing her she’s worth the effort of leaving his comfort zone. This moment right here is why I’m so glad they did the slow burn. Why I was ultimately happy they didn’t hook up in 5x01. This was the right way to do it. I wouldn’t trade a moment of their journey to get to this point. Not one and that’s is a rarity I’ve only had with one other ship. Castle and Beckett and that is a high honor if you know that ship. This was another daunting one to tackle but so fun to write about. I was buzzing for days after this episode. Mostly just happy this is where our slow burn ended up. Wouldn’t change a damn thing.

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Side notes-non Chenford

The whole bomb SL with Pam makes me cry every time. It’s so tragic. Will say John was great with her rarely give him props but he does so good with her. Celina having to do the death notice kills me this ep is very emotional.

Bailey messing with John with the clowns is pretty funny LOL but idk how Bailey could think a coyote was a dog lmao ‘how did you get him In the crate?’ 😂

[general--winter]

May I please request headcanons for Naoto, Yu, and Kanji reacting to their S/O having anger issues and snapping when a bully goes too far?

author's note: So, hi y'all! i've had quite a year, i'll make a post later. I wanted to clear out the one or two things I had already finished in my WIP folder, though, so this is my return for now.

rating: teen

fandom: persona 4

pairing: shirogane naoto x gn!reader, narukami yu x gn!reader, tatsumi kanji x gn!reader

word count: 1336

summary: you stand up to your bullies! wish i was this brave when i was in high school and college LOL

Naoto Shirogane

For months, Naoto has heard story upon story about how you have been putting up with crap from a group of people in your club. It’s all endless, from how they give you backhanded compliments about your skills to them “accidentally” giving you the broken equipment and watching you fail over and over again for their amusement.

Honestly, you weren’t even aware of half of the incidents being their fault, Naoto had to be the one to sneak into your club room to investigate and find that your stuff was being tampered with in the first place. She absolutely hated breaking the news to you, but she knew she had to tell you the truth. What wasn’t expected, however, was the pure rage that shot through your eyes. Naoto thought there might be sadness, maybe even tears if you were particularly emotionally vulnerable at that moment, but this was so unlike you. “Let me handle it,” is what you told her. She kept her eyes on you from then on.

Which is exactly why she caught the beginning of the incident the next day over lunch. A leader of your club struck up a conversation with you at your desk, and Naoto immediately noticed you were snippy with them. It wasn’t until they dealt a snide comment, however, that you slammed your hands on your desk, sending your empty bento flying to the floor and catching the attention of every student in the room.

What came out of your mouth next could be described by Naoto as… needlessly vulgar. You tore into the leader, listing off bullying incident after incident in cruel detail, as well as what it said about the leader and their deepest insecurities that they actually did those things. It wasn’t for a few moments until Naoto realized that she had helped you put that list together (...sans emotional damage, of course) herself if you ever decided you wanted to go to the principal with the information. Oh, dear, she would think. I really should put a stop to this.

While you were in the process of tearing the club member down with a snide smirk, talking about how “their efforts will only set their own club performance and university admissions back” and “if they wanted attention so badly, well now they’ve got it undivided from the entire room”, Naoto took a hold of your wrist and dragged you out of the room, gently sliding the door shut.

Your breathing haggard from anxiety, she would drag you to a barren corner and tentatively hug you for a long time before pulling back and placing her hands on your shoulders, suggesting with a sigh: “I’m proud of you for sticking up for yourself, but next time do not use my data for your vigilante justice? Please?”

Yu Narukami

The last week of school was rough for everyone, but particularly you. On top of winter semester finals, you had to deal with a… let’s say, cast of characters that leeched on to whatever insecurity you radiated and made it as much of their problem as it was yours. Underhanded compliments, disguising random rude gifts as acts of kindness… Yu especially hated it when they played you into thinking they were your close friends. Couldn’t you see that the Investigation Team was more supportive of you than they could ever be? Couldn’t you see that he was trying his best to lift you up when all they wanted to do was bring you down?

But Yu isn’t about forcing people into their decisions. As much as he has a soft spot for you, he’s going to let you figure this one out yourself, of course with his own support. More times than he could count, Yu listened to your suspicions with an open ear and a sympathetic face, always reminding you of your positive traits. It was the only thing he could think of that would help, but your sorrow turned to anger slowly. Almost too slow for him to notice.

He’ll be clued in real quickly, though, when he sees you flinging a tray of “food” at a group of people crowded around you on the school roof. He’ll be shocked - Yu’s never seen you get violent with anything but Shadows. He seriously thought you didn’t have a mean bone in your body. However, he couldn’t help but feel a little bit of pride for his partner standing up for themselves. Maybe, you could hold back on the string of curses that flow from your mouth, though!

After this event, when the bullies run off covered in whatever mystery substance they had placed in your lunch box, Yu is there to sit beside you as the weight of your actions hit you.

“I… I just threw that shit at them,” you murmured to yourself, barely registering Yu’s presence beside you.

“You stood up for yourself, he clarified, just sitting down to wrap an arm around your shoulders. “I’m proud of you.”

Kanji Tatsumi

Kanji has always wanted to handle the problem himself. Every time he finds you upset or you have yet another problem with a bully, he’s ready to throw his weight around to close their mouths for you. You always refuse though, with a level of grace that sends Kanji into a fit that he has to tamper down. He wished he could take away every single problem in your life, but he trusted you to do it in the way that was best for you. However, that smile on your face was always there when everyone shit on you. Gleaming, wide, mistakenly joyous. But it never reached your eyes. It wasn’t even like Kanji’s own situation. He chose to look and dress and act the way he does. But you were being bullied for something you couldn’t control. It drove him, for lack of a better term, damn crazy. Which is why he was giddy when he caught the scene in front of Yasogami after school that day.

A circle of students were gasping and egging on some sort of event happening in the middle. With his shoulder, Kanji easily wedged into the inner ring, though he seriously couldn’t believe what he was looking at when he got there. You were hammering your knee into the stomach of the ringleader of the group of bullies, propping up their body with a fist in their uniform collar to take more blows. In between the crowd's noises, you cried out, "This is what you get for every. Single. Terrible. Hurtful. Word!" Before he could think anything, he was pulling you off of the bully, arms hooked under your shoulders, feet dragging against the concrete and asphalt as Kanji once again split the crowd. This time, it was his mere presence that had people parting easier than Yaso-Inaba's fields of wild grass in a storm's wind.

You didn't struggle against him at all, your limbs just went limp while Kanji carry-dragged you down the pathway to the Samegawa Floodplain. Kanji was proud of you for standing up for yourself. That was the first thing he told you after he sat you on top of his jacket on one of the walkway's benches, misted from the afternoon rain sputter.

Despite his words, your thoughts swirled. What had you just done? You never thought of yourself as the type of person to just… snap in public like that, but it happened. The lid on your ugly thoughts and feelings came undone, and you'd let them loose. Kanji settled next to you, placing an incredibly stiff arm across your shoulders as you shoved your face into your hands. "I know I'm not—shit… the best person to be lecturin' on this, but," he started, his voice gruff and unsteady, "you stood up for yourself, right? Maybe starting a walloping like that in the school yard might not have been your best moment, but, what I'm trying to say is, y-you did good. In my book, at least." 

[heichou-dancho]

FFVII Rebirth thoughts (Spoilers for everything)

I reemerge having finished Rebirth after four weeks and 92 hours in-game playtime. That’s an incredibly short but also massive amount of playtime for me, Yakuza 0 took me a year with pauses. I’m still reeling after finishing chapter 13, and since all my FF buddies from the old days are long gone, I’ll just vent here. I enjoy reading the reactions and thoughts of other players, so maybe someone else does too?

This post is full of spoilers and Shinra fangirling, but it’s about the whole game:

Shinra:

First, somebody on the team that wrote material for the Turks and Rufus must be some Shinra fandom veteran grown up with 20 years of fanon. Just Elena as a whole, Rude getting her that ice cream, Rufus in the Gold Saucer harassing fighting Cloud for fun, Dark Star not only obeying Rufus but also Tseng. Rufus complaining that Tseng is being overprotective… (faints) So much crack and shippy moments, I was grinning like an idiot.

(Is crack fic even a thing anymore? It feels like they’ve gotten rarer)

I expected maybe three or four scenes with the Turks, maybe less for Rufus. AND THEN SQUARE SHOVED THEM IN WHEREVER THEY COULD WITHOUT DERAILING THE PLOT. Elena was given so much room to breathe. Same for Rufus. Those little moments with Darkstar. I’m over the moon.

Okay, Rufus, so your father got stabbed, and the first thing you did after that was recording some motion-capturing and dialogue for a Turk recruitment hologram-video-thingy in an abandoned facility? It makes zero sense, but it’s my favourite protorelic mission and I’ll happily add it to my headcanon as a sign that Rufus gave Tseng his okay to recruit more Turks.

(The real answer would probably be automatically generated AI shenanigans, but that’s not very exciting.)

Viceroy Saruf. Just … Rufus, you’re such a cheeky idiot and I love you. Is there any faction in this world you’re not manipulating from the background? I can’t shake the feeling that being the man in the shadows suits you more than actually openly running the company.

Tseng and Reeve were great, I would love more little moments like that, where the Shinra folks just interact outside of action scenes and dramatic moments. The talk Tseng had with Reno and Rufus in Remake after the Sector 7 collapse hit the same note for me. I want more Reeve in part 3.

The scene between Tseng and Aerith at the temple made my eyes misty, but I wish it had been longer. Tseng keeping it short and abruptly leaving to "make a report" was perfect, and I know Cloud being so cold and cutting Aerith off fits his behaviour, but something about the timing just felt off.

I was surprised that Heidegger would take a bullet for Rufus. For President Shinra, absolutely, but Rufus? Hmm… This makes great fanfic material. I’ve read a fanfic before that tried to reimagine the Shinra executives (even Palmer) as more realistic people, and I found it to be really interesting, but then I’m a weirdo with plot bunnies in my head that involve a younger President Shinra, his wife, Veld, Vincent and the older Shinra execs.

I’ve never been a fan of Hojo but his R re-imagining is one of the few that doesn’t work at all for me. OG Hojo was far more unsettling. R!Hojo is just your typical mad scientist, I just can’t care about him, which is a shame, because him taunting Aerith in Remake with how he dissected Ifalna hit me hard.

I still haven’t quite grasped why Rufus is so obsessed with the Promised Land. It probably all comes down to wanting to be more successful than his father, right? I’m probably forgetting or mixing up details from Remake, Rebirth or the OG here, but I assumed that Rufus would outright dismiss it as a fairy tale.

Apparently there is a Midgar DLC for Power Wash Simulator. Square Enix, where is Hitman: Tseng and a version of Yakuza where I can play the Turks dealing with dumb crap doing missions in Midgar? Give us Shinra fans something, I'm still waiting for the EC version of Before Crisis. And I don't even like gacha mobile games. >:(

General game thoughts:

The open world is fantastic, I want to live in Gongaga or Kalm. So pretty. People online seem to hate the Gongaga map, but the soundtrack and the jungle theme made it work for me. I found the gliding parts in Cosmo Canyon far harder to navigate.

Shinra Manor is terrible with Vincent being it’s only redeeming part. The actual mansion looked great (the portrait of President Shinra was a nice touch) but the upper levels being inaccessible and turning it into another lab dungeon was boring. Same for the box throwing mini-game.

Dio the archaeologist turned body-builder is great, but Shinra knowing about the keystone and just not bothering to use it when President Shinra was looking for the Promised Land is a weird plot hole. It would have been a lot easier than trying to convince Aerith to come to them. There were some other little details like that, that bothered me but it’s a blur now.

Remake Barett made me into a Barret fan, Rebirth Nanaki into a Nanaki fan. The writers are genius when it comes to rewriting these characters from the OG. I’m not really bothered by Cid not being grumpy and swearing all the time. Him reminiscing about Ifalna was cute. Vincent using his old Turk skills (and having some lingering loyalty to the job?) was cool. Really looking forward to seeing how they’ll handle Lucrecia, the one character in FFVII I'm so conflicted about.

I’m still confused about Aerith’s death scene, especially the cuts where she’s lying in her own blood and then isn’t. I understand that she’s dead in her current reality, but is the scene without blood (and Aerith "waking up" in Cloud’s arms) Cloud’s hallucination or just a different reality? I’m also utterly confused by how many Aeriths we’re dealing with. The Aerith and Cloud we’re playing with and the sleeping Aerith (and Cloud) from the dimension where Zack lives are one and the same? It’s tying my brain into knots, and not in a good way. That’s why I usually can’t stand stories involving elaborate time travel loops or parallel universes.

(Man, why doesn't Tumblr allow spaces between paragraphs? I hope your eyes aren't bleeding)

I first played the OG as a young teen. Cloud’s mind being fractured and hallucinating was a neat bit of storytelling back then that I hadn’t encountered in video games before. Twenty years later, I’ve dealt with loved ones who are ill but refuse help, and known plenty of people who have some form of psychosis or schizophrenia. Whilst I would never seriously compare Cloud’s problems with rl mental illnesses, I found the scenes where he sees Sephiroth and no one else, or is completely out of it hard to stomach. Interacting with somebody who has hallucinations (even "harmless" ones) or paranoid thoughts is unsettling at best, nightmarish at worst. The group trying to passively bear it and keep things together rings very true (especially Tifa) but I’m surprised that even Barett or Yuffie aren’t trying to confront Cloud about his behaviour at least once.

(I tried to format in html, but it somehow looked worse. I'm old. This is how Vincent must feel like every day.)

Dyne, Myrna and Tseng talking to Aerith at the temple had me tearing up, and I lost it at Aerith’s "date" with Cloud in Ch. 14. Hoo boy, I know Aerith stalling off the inevitable just for a little time, was the game having a very direct conversation with the player about what’s going to come, death and how we deal with it. But to me personally, it was more about how one gets caught up in trauma and repeat it over and over in your head, mulling about the point of where things went wrong and what you could have done to prevent it. I know it doesn’t fit, but that’s what my weird brain made out of it. Also Dyne’s and Aerith’s (at the temple) speeches about how they deal (or didn’t) with grief and trauma hit me hard.

Damn you, silly anime action game, you really shouldn’t affect me this deeply, but then a lot of fiction hits me harder than it used to.

[xkaidaxxxx]

Hiii, i was wo dering if you could write a platonic father Aizawa in which his daughter is kidnapped by the LOV and he has to save her.

Thankss, i love your writing

Kidnapped daughter

Mentions: kidnapping, abuse, rape, trauma, pain.

⚠️Trigger warning!⚠️

reblogs are appreciated.<3

“ I wonder how long it will take for the heroes to show up and save Eraser Head’s daughter. Mhm maybe soon. I’m sure Eraser Head himself will show up, he wouldn’t want to lose his only daughter. I should’ve brought your brother along. They would probably be here already.” Shigaraki said. You were tied from your hands, legs and mouth. You weren’t a hero in training like Shinso, You took the regular courses at U.A ,however your father taught you and  brought you along with his class during hero training on the weekends or your free periods. It was very amazing how great you are. Everyone was confused on why you didn’t choose to be a hero. Simple. Your love for music is strong. 

You had multiple quirks so you burned the knots being able to stand. You removed the one on your mouth. Dabi surrounded you with his blue flames. He managed to burn a part of your cheek. You knew it would leave a scar behind. “ Don’t bother to escape. You’re surrounded.” Toga said. She was right you were surrounded. There were villains everywhere you turned to scan. 

“ We can’t just let time pass by! My daughter could be getting abused! She can be killed!” Aizawa telled. The other heroes stayed silent. “ Eraser Head we can’t make any moves until the league of villains send out a message.” All-Might, said. Your brother was about to enter the office but stopped hearing the conversation. “We can’t have anything else going wrong.” Endeavour said. Every hero in the room was frustrated with the situation. “ My daughter..I can’t lose her. My kids are the most important thing in this world. I would sacrifice anything for them. Even my own life.” Aizawa said. Shinso’s tears slipped while walking back to the dorms. He knocked on the Class 1-A front door. 

“ What do you want?” you asked Shigaraki. You knew all about them. How many people they’ve killed, you knew they were gathering people for their “cause”. “ That's nothing for you to worry about,pretty.” Toga said giggling. You were confused on why she was giggling. Suddenly you felt pain and everything went black. They decided to seal you within a large metal box. They made sure you were cold not too much to where your body temperature could kill you but near there. 

“ My sister, she’s kidnapped. The League of Villains have her.” Shinso revealed to Class 1-A. “You’re fucking kidding. Not this again.” Bakugou said, grabbing a few things. “Kacchan what are you doing?” Deku asked. “ What do you think? We’re going to save her. This is Mr.Aizawa’s daughter. We can’t just not help.” Bakugou replied. Denki and Kirishima always back him up. “No you guys are crazy. Think about what happened the last two times. Mr.Aizawa got his arm hurt and then you got captured.” Ida said. Shinso was taking those events into consideration. “ She’s my sister…I can’t lose her,” he said. Everyone sat there in silence. 

After 3 days of tracking you and another 2 days of investigation you were being treated like crap. They’d let you in and out of the confinement. They were playing with your body, mentally and physically. Your mind wasn’t comprehending anything. Due to your weak and overstimulated body you couldn’t use any of your quirks nor create one. “At this point she might be dead…” Shinso said, picking at his food and on the verge of tears once again. “ You can’t say that about your sister.” Deku said, smacking his head out of character. “Midoriya… that’s a high possibility. They’re not some dumb thugs…They’re the real deal. Bakugou couldn’t even do anything.” Shoto spoke and then continued to eat his cold soba. 

Once lunchtime was over, Aizawa pulled Shinso aside and gave him a tight hug. Shinso held onto his dad, releasing all his emotions. “ Your sister is strong. You know she can handle things regardless of how bad it is.” Aizawa spoke. He also let a few tears slip. “ You and her are everything I have.” Shinso spoke. “ I love you both very much. We’re going on the move today in the evening. You have to promise to stay here and be strong. I’ll let you know as soon as she’s safe.” Aizawa said, holding his arms. Shinso was looking down. “Shinso look at me.” he ordered and his son did just that. “ You have to promise to stay here at U.A and be strong, okay.” he said. “I..I promise dad. Bring her back safely.” Shinso said, wiping his tears away. “ Yes, now wash your face and head to class. If you need me you know where to find me son.” he said. They parted ways and went about their day. 

While you were in confinement you were hearing things being thrown around, hearing crashes and screaming. You were trying to call for him but your throat was in pain. It hurt. “We have to relocate her.” You hear Dabi say. “ I agree with you.” Toga replied. You kicked the confinement you were in. Deep down you knew your kicks were too weak for someone to hear. “ I don’t think so.” You hear Best Jeanist say. From there you knew you were in rescue. Aizawa was on adrenaline. He was a beast. His mind and body were one with skill, focus and chaos. As villains showed up to help. He went wild. “Give me back my daughter!!!” he yelled. Best Jeanist has never seen such a side of his fellow hero friend. Within that time Aizawa managed to take down many. Heavily leaving some wounded. “ EraserHead that's enough! Your daughter is safe. She’s asking for you!”” Endeavour yelled. That's when he snapped back to his senses and went out to check you.While the fight was going on your brother sat in his dorm room playing with the charm bracelet you gifted to him during kindergarten for siblings day. Your dad saw you wrapped in a blanket the ambulance had. He noticed the bruises by your ankles and arms. The burn on your cheek. The blood stains on your head. They quickly loaded you onto the ambulance. He got on and sat down holding your hand. “ Dada. You’re here.” you managed to say even though it came out as a whisper. “ Yes, I'm here. Don’r force yourself to speak or move. You can let go now little one don't be afraid.” he said. You let go and fell asleep.

You were taken to the best hospital. “ Sir, for your daughter to have a thorough body examination we need you to sign some forms.”  a doctor spoke. Your dad signed the forms after reading them. During the examinations you were out. “ G-God..” a nurse said, tearing up. “ W-What? Let me come in. Is everything alright?” Aizawa asked. He was forced to stay outside and the door was closed. Locked in the process as well. “She’s only 16…How could they..” the nurse said. You were tested for any type of vaginal issues. The wounds on your body were being cured. You were taking too many rooms to take exams. CT scan, ECG scan, MRI scan,PET scan, Etc. You were sedated to keep you asleep. Well rested. 

Once everything was done the doctors gave the results to your dad. “Mr.Aizawa, There’s something that will be very difficult to take in not only for you daughter but for you as well. We found evidence of rape…there might be a possibility of pregnancy. The decision of keeping the child is her own. By law it's her right and decision no parents or guardians are allowed to choose for her. Aside from that she has a broken wrist, the burn on her week will leave behind a scar, the bruises will heal eventually.” the doctor said with a frown. A young lady, A daughter, having to go through such a thing is cruel. Your dad nodded and was trying hard to process everything. 

After 4 days you woke up. “Hey, how are you feeling?” a nurse spoke to you as she wrote down your vitals. “ Good.” you replied. Your dad and brother walked in just in time to see you up. “ Hey baby sister.” Shinso said. “I’m only 4 months younger.” you replied. They both gave you a nice hug. 

Another nurse walked into the room. “ We need you guys to step out. I need to have a private conversation with Ms.Aizawa.” “ That’s my dad and brother don’t worry,” you replied. “This is a serious conversation. It’s going to be hard to hear and process,” she said, holding onto a folder. Aizawa knew about what she was going to inform you about. “ I don’t want to be alone. I need my family with me,” you said sitting up carefully. “ Okay, sweetie. We did a thorough examination of your body. We found signs of rape.” she said and you cut her off. “ Yes..I was. I-I’m guessing there's a possibility of pregnancy.” you said starting to cry. “ Yes sweetie…we will know within a month or so..till then think about what you want to do if there will be a child within you. Your broken wrist and burn will be healed by then..excuse me.” she said and walked out closing the door behind her. “ Dad and I are here to support you. We love you y/n.” Shinso spoke. “ I love you guys too,” you replied. Your mind was spinning. “ You don’t have to rush to a decision y/n. Take time.” Your dad said fixing your hair. “ Do you know who the bastard is?” Shinso asked, gripping his scarf. You remembered everything. How could you not? You suffered it. “ Y-Yes..he has blue eyes and black hair…parts of his body were burned..the staples..I..couldn’t push away. It hu-rt.” you replied crying. Dabi’s face was so clear in your mind. You remembered the pain, the way he laughed at you, and enjoyed seeing you struggle.

The Aizawa family knew this was a tough battle to overcome together.

" Better together okay. We will get through this to the end. Love you, my kids." Aizawa said. " We love you too dad." you and your brother said in unison.

[astralfms]

[ … ] ❀ you’re not from around here , are you? i figured because you totally just missed { CELESTE JAMES } walking by. don’t tell me you don’t know who { SHE } is/are ? they kind of look like { CHIENNA FILOMENO } and i could be wrong but i think that they might be { TWENTY EIGHT } years old right now. they’ve been living in palmview for the last { TWENTY YEARS }. and i don’t know if anyone has ever told them this before but they kind of remind me of { CARRIE BRADSHAW } from { SEX AND THE CITY }. if you stick around the town long enough you might catch them in action working at { SUNSET VILLA BEACH } as a { LIFESTYLE VLOGGER }. you see this town isn’t really that big of a place, some folks like to call them the { VIDEOPHILE } of palmview! they took a liking to the name too after a while, go figure. oh crap, they must have heard me yapping. they’re coming this way. i got to warn you though, rumor has it they can pretty { SELF ABSORBED } at times. i wouldn’t take it too seriously though, from the times i’ve spoken to them they seemed pretty { CHEERFUL } to me. we see each other all the time since they live in that { TWO BEDROOM } apartment beside me over in { MANGO BAY }. i better leave you to it. it was nice meeting you

STATISTICS:

full name: celeste james

nicknames: cel, cely, letty

birthday: may 12, 1995

hometown: cape cod, massachusetts

occupation: social media influencer, lifestyle vlogger

hobbies: vlogging, trying new food spots, serial dating, shopping

lives: mango bay lofts

BACKGROUND:

enter: celeste, first child of the james family. adopted after her parents were presumed infertile, her mother likes to tease that she was brought into the family to be an older sister. safe to say both she and her parents were ecstatic upon the news of their miracle baby, charlotte. in fact, she'd rub her mom's pregnant belly and say, "my baby, my baby." it's safe to say that her childhood was largely focused on playing with her sister, doing any silly thing she could to make her laugh, and getting into as much trouble as you'd expect of two girls under five. when their family packed up and moved to palmview, celeste made it her personal mission to show charlotte that moving was no big deal. so what, they'd packed up their whole lives and moved across the country? that just meant they'd have new adventures to go on, and it wasn't like they wouldn't go back to visit. this mindset stuck with her throughout her life, choosing to see the cup half full even when logic told her otherwise.

her teen years were as chaotic as you'd expect, celeste taking full advantage of her short summers in cape cod. parties, boys, sneaking out, boys, nights on the beach, boys. rinse and repeat. during this time she swore she was just making the most of her teenage years, but her parents would say they let her watch way too much sex and the city. this would become exaggerated one summer when celeste got the bright idea to take her dads boat out at night, all in efforts to impress a boy. she'd been sailing with her dad since she was a kid, what could go wrong, right? wrong. she hadn't accounted for the coast guard, who luckily let her off with a warning, ( and a call to her parents. ) for the rest of the summer, they cut her off entirely, forcing her into her first summer job.

this is where she met her first true best friend, who was able to speak some knowledge into that delusional head of celeste's. instead of pouring all that energy into boys, she was encouraged to take her ambition and ideas and put them into making videos. her friend was convinced she had what it took to make it big. following this advice was the best thing for her, although, her bad habits hadn't left entirely. after graduation, and throughout college, celeste was known to party on the weekends and seen with a new beau in what seemed like every other new vlog. it's not her fault she's a lover girl, right? at least, that's what she tells herself.

tldr; celeste is a silly goofy girl that hasn't quite grown out of her boy obsessed phase. her friends encourage her to put that ambition into something creative, and she does, but that only keeps her delusion at bay for so long. will she overcome the boy fever? will she ever not be a sleazebag wrapped in a pretty package? stay tuned and find out!

[projectmoonlightproductions]

I saw ur post/ask about epic-legend privilege and common-rare hate and let me tell you the pain is REAL. ESPECIALLY with the ancients specifically getting away with so much bullshit over the years. Some of the kingdom fandom is super dope and some of it is more toxic than Chernobyl

my specific gripe with *that* part of the community around kingdom is just… how much of the nuance of the stories are erased and ignored when you give someone who failed English class an iPad. I don’t like being one of those “I’m smarter than you and ur headcanons are stupid” ppl (from first hand experience they are horrible to deal with good god I’m never logging in to fandom.com again), but the lack of media literacy has produced some dog water takes about the stories of the legends + ancients especially. And I’m emphasizing legends too, cuz OvenBreak community is much less guilty of this in my experience but we gave Sea Fairy’s flaws a pass for YEARS and I’ve only ever seen it called into question when I got back into cookie run late 2023. And the post was from April this year we were tripping for a long time 💀

but yeah anyways! The god cookies have pulled some dodgy shit since launch and I’ve rarely seen it explored within fan works or as part of a character analysis.

Take what you were saying about Pure Vanilla and his involvement of Gingerbrave in the BeastYeast plot line for example. How fucked up is that? Pure vanilla is 1. A grown ass man, 2. Fully recovered from the injuries from whatever story mode shit he was in at this point, and 3. A LITERAL GOD? And guess who he brings to solve his problems. 3 RANDOM ASS KIDS

dude wizard and strawberry didn’t 100% have to go (but let’s be real they’ve been so conditioned to do this quest crap that they’d probably choose to go anyway) but brave? They’re a HEAVILY disordered kid who has endured such fundamental developmental trauma (Almost no one talks about the oven and witch when relating to brave btw and it’s insane but that’s for another day) that it’s morphed into him basing their whole identity on 1. Being brave, and 2. Helping people. Even if pure vanilla didn’t sense anything off with the kid’s debilitating dependency on being brave and Not Being Alone and eagerness to fight and kill and die for people she’s known for barely a minute, you’d think the *adult* man could at LEAST say “hm. This is a dangerous god mission. I shouldn’t bring these kids with me.” There is much more I can say but I think u get the general jist.

PV is not a saint. Him, along with every other ancient, is a cookie with both immense power and important flaws who makes mistakes. While everyone has flaws and everyone makes mistakes, these guys have had more time to grow and power over their lives than almost all other characters in this setting ever will, and the sheer weight of some of these, dare I say, juvenile mistakes have had devastating consequences on families, friends, kingdoms, and even the cookie species as a whole. With great power comes great responsibility, but the ancients have been living life as if no one paid the electric bill, when in reality, they’re running the city’s generators.

YES THANK YOU

Especially the part with Sea Fairy because her obsession with Moonlight literally keeps putting the world at risk

Also if an epic cookie has too simple of a design or a basic story they’re forgotten immediately. Like Lime, Sandwich, Macaron, or Salt.

[evita-shelby]

What happens in Vegas

Chapter 2

@justrainandcoffee @zablife @thegreatdragonfruta

To sell the ruse that they have always been dating, Jack takes her home for Christmas. A trial by fire before they set off to Mexico before New Years because of course Katie and Colin are tying the knot on fucking New Year’s Eve.

God, his sister and her fiancé were so cheesy. Jack’s never gonna be like that when his time comes.

His sister likes her already, Eva was amazingly easy to like. Friendly and fun and good at lying.

Like saying that they had been dating since October, but not wanting to jinx it so they kept it a secret until her aunt found out two weeks ago. It was easy to lie when they have proof something did go on, that they have gone on ‘dates’ and have an easy time with public displays of affection.

Jack had no trouble in greeting his fake girlfriend with a peck in the mouth when they had coffee with Katie before class.

He had solicited Katie’s help with it, and Katherine had delivered. Chicks like Eva love antiquing and the perfect gift for her would be found there. And she’d been right, the old jewelry was definitively something Evie wore, and his gift was gonna knock her socks off.

Even better, it was found in the first shop his sister had taken him to because Jack has no patience for anything let alone shopping.

A locket with a black anatomically correct heart with flowers carved into it because he knows Eva loves that shit. The picture inside ---because Katie demanded a picture when he asked for her help--- even made them look like a couple. Him with his arm around her shoulders and kissing Eva as they won yet another round of craps at the casino they met.

“She doesn’t mention you on her Instagram.” Katie points out as she snoops on Eva’s social media to call their bluff. He’d taken his phone from her when the next item in the album ended up being a series of nudes taken during their crazy hook up in Vegas and now entertained herself with Eva’s Instagram.

“Wants privacy, her family is a big deal in Mexico. Like the Koch Family except left wing and as crazy as the Kardashians.” Jack knew enough about Eva to answer these questions with ease. Her family was obscenely rich, too much in the limelight and that always made her relationships go to hell.

Her last breakup had ended with paparazzi outing her as a lesbian despite being bisexual causing a whole shit show that ended with her leaving the country for good and meeting him in Vegas.

Their arrangement worked for her because no one knew who she was seeing, so they didn’t bother either of them, and Jack really enjoyed having a great excuse as to why he never became serious about the other women he fooled around with.

They were friends who partnered together often and enjoyed fucking each other without all the messiness of relationships while focusing on their studies.

“It’s why I like being with you, I get to be just Eva with you, dark_avenger69.” She had said leaning her head against his chest and teasing him over his short ---but unsurprisingly lucrative--- time as the American camboy with the realistic fake Australian Accent when he studied in Melbourne during undergrad.

Only she knew about it beyond Katie, the moment he returned to the states he had closed the account for good, went to Vegas to keep his mother from assuming he’d gone back to the gang that had him hiding out in Australia for two years and invested in stocks that Eva had recommended for him.

They were a match made in heaven, or so Katie had said.

Maybe this trip to Mexico could let them see where it goes. It wouldn’t be that different to make the jump from friends with benefits to real boyfriend and girlfriend.

“Was afraid you’d forgotten I can’t drive.” Eva jokes as he opened the door to his car for her. She is dressed to the nines like always, but this outfit was picked out to match his on purpose not accidentally like the other times they’ve ended up matching.

“I’d be a shitty boyfriend to forget that, doll.” He smiles and hopes his corny ass sister put the mistletoe on the doorway for the third year in a row.

His family is nice.

Her family is nice too, but Eva’s not ashamed to say they are a lot.

Her mother was spending it in New York after dropping her latest gigolo in wherever the fuck she was this time. Eva just didn’t feel like seeing her and pretending she’s fine despite the fact that she abandoned her when she was a kid because Isabel Riley was “just not cut out to be a mother”.

But Eva’s issues with her mother and her slight nerves at making a bad impression on Jack’s mother are forgotten when out of nowhere Jack dips her and kisses her like people do in movies. He could be thoughtful and romantic when he cared about his significant others, never seen more than Jack carrying his exes’ books or lying about the nature of his relationship with Eva.

She kisses back ---obviously--- and looked forward to more kissing outside of sex. If his mom hadn’t opened the door, Eva knows neither would’ve stopped.

“What? Just introducing my girlfriend to American Christmas traditions.” He jokes with his mother before introducing them like the good boyfriend he is pretending to be. “Mom, this is my girlfriend, Eva. Eva this is my mom, Rosemary.”

Eva’s first words to Jack’s mother are an apology for making out with her son at her doorstep, and yet it all went pretty well. Hell, the woman even got her a gift and a tres leches cakes from a local Mexican bakery.

Eva had not come empty handed, with good wine and gifts a bit too grand for the occasion that could make her come across as the out-of-touch rich girl she doesn’t want to be, but the whole thing was depending on them falling for their lies.

If they weren’t too busy with school and setting up their future businesses, they could give this a real and honest try. They like each other, they are sexually compatible, and Jack is not weird about her being bi and having dated women.

“So did you get your wonderful girlfriend anything?” she asks him once his family is out of earshot. It’s a small gathering, Rosemary’s mother and brother had only come for a short while and Jack’s paternal family still lived in Ireland, Katie and Colin had brought one of his siblings visiting from England and for now it’s just the two of them cuddling on a couch.

Jack was a different guy than he appeared, one look at him and you’d think he’s a stereotypical fratbro who doesn’t care about anyone but himself. She knew that already; it was just seeing more of that secret softy side was really making it difficult for her not to get the wrong idea about him. He probably doesn’t want her that way and Eva’s just imagining things because he’s putting several of her former lovers to shame tonight.

“It’s not a thong if that’s why you’re asking.” He pulls out a small gift wrapped in a black bow from his coat pocket.

Eva knows its jewelry and yet when she finds the heart carved locket with a hint of wear and opens it to find that picture of the two of them together in Vegas, she is so touched that her heart skips a beat and knows her gasp has been heard by everyone there.

“It’s beautiful.” She touches it feeling a great deal of emotion with a heady sense of déjà vu. She believed in magic, had a touch of it and yet this felt wonderfully different.

The locket even had their initials carved on the back.

Despite how often they have touched each other since they met, Jack putting the locket on her feels different. More intimate than any caress during sex, more heartfelt than anything they’ve had, and Eva would be lying if she claimed she didn’t want it to happen again.

“Katie helped me find it, first thing I saw, and I knew you’d like it. The previous owners were also called Jack and Eva weird enough.” He doesn’t believe in magic or soulmates, and yet he because he knows she does, Jack had bought it for her.

She kisses him again in thanks, a sweet kiss that doesn’t go very far, but shares that vibe of ‘different’ as everything that’s happened tonight so far.

Eva’s afraid to admit it, she might have fallen for Jack.

Fuck.

A/N:

The locket is from this story where Jack and Eva are soulmates in three universes

The Koch Family is the third richest family in the US and notorious for buying politicians, the level of wealth and power is just a reference to how the Rileys would be in the modern era. Just as the Kardashians are a reference as to how batshit insane they are without the restrictions of 1920s limitations.

Dark_Avenger69 is the name James Frecheville has in the Omeleto shortfilm on YouTube where he is the camboy the housewife is getting off too in Homebodies.

This may be too obvious, but James Frecheville is actually Australian lol

[jayceguthric]

you’re not from around here , are you? i figured because you totally just missed JAYCE GUTHRIE walking by . don’t tell me you don’t know who HE is ? they kind of look like glen powell and i could be wrong but i think that they might be thirty-four years old right now . they’ve been living in palmview for 5 years and i don’t know if anyone has ever told them this before but they kind of remind me of han solo from star wars . if you stick around the town long enough you might catch them in action working as a bar owner . you see this town isn’t really that big of a place , some folks like to call them the arcane of palmview ! they took a liking to the name too after a while , go figure . oh crap , they must have heard me yapping , they’re coming this way . i got to warn you though , rumor has it they can pretty cynical at times . i wouldn’t take it too seriously though , from the times i’ve spoken to them they seemed pretty charismatic to me . we see each other all the time since they live in that one bedroom apartment beside me over in seaglass gardens . i better leave you to it , it was nice meeting you .

𝐿𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭…

Jayce was brought into this world by Kat Daniels and Charlie Hoek, 18 and 21 year old med school students attending the University of Virginia out in the east. Two students that had their whole life ahead of them and, together, made the mistake of attending a new years party that put them in this position of being parents.

Giving him up for adoption was on the table before he ended up on the table, getting cleaned up by figures his fresh eyes couldn't make out. But inevitably, they both decided to try to take care of their son while also staying in school. And they tried. They did all they could to raise this little boy, even if after 6 months, the two new parents couldn't see eye to eye and ultimately decided to break it off and co-parent now, or wait until the boy was old enough to take hold of his own life and split when it didn't affect him as much. But at 2 years old, Jayce found him himself in the adoptive system, parentless as they ceased parenthood responsibilities and decided Jayce's life would be better if he was raised by people that could give him the attention and life he needed and they wanted him to have while they continued on with their lives before he existed.

They figured it wouldn't take a toll on Jayce, knowing once he was older he wouldn't even remember who his real parents were and accept his adoptive parents as his own. But once he was adopted at 3, that wasn't the tale that unrivaled. His adoptive parents were alcoholics looking for money, and for someone to take care of them instead of the toddler.

Jayce became a little man, taking care of himself. Of course, he took care of his adoptive parents too. He wasn't stupid; he saw what he needed required something in return and they were his way of getting materials. Or maybe his young heart was still beating and he only saw good. Maybe he didn't see the bad until he was a teenager and those people showed how heartless they were.

In his teen years, he didn't spend too much time at home. Instead of taking care of his adoptive parents knowing they were his source of materials, he became a kleptomaniac. One with a good heart still, but saw the world with rose colored glass- needing to do what he needed to get by.

Sure, Jayce found himself in a great deal of trouble with the police here and there. But it definitely came with a popularity status in school. Perhaps around town too...

Just like his biological parents, ironically, he applied for med school. Even if he was labeled as a bad seed, he was a smarter one that grazed school with As and Bs that got him here. And of course, he got the hell out of that house the second he turned 18 and got his own place on campus.

Jayce met someone in college, wasting no time dicking around the rich, i-own-a-tesla, town. And for once, he felt like he was being taken care of. Or was loved for someone to actually think about him outside of themselves. He looked at it as an infatuation, as all the girls he had been with in his high school career (unpaid, overworked.. but it sure came with experience) liked the status that came with being with him. They liked the aesthetic of the male and knew little about him.

Sure Jayce wasn't an open-book; being a klepto, he might have gotten better with lying and making things sound so animated and without hesitation that his lies passed with flying colors when people asked him about himself. There wasn't much he wanted to share- out of embarrassment? Perhaps, but he felt like no one needed to know that side of him. He didn't want to put his character arc out there. He didn't want to feel vulnerable to someone when he was vulnerable once and only raised himself from there.

But with this girl, he wasn't embarrassed. He was comfortable and built a trust there he had with no one when it came to his well being.

At 29, years later, they found out they were pregnant. The thought scared him, but they were in good positions. He loved this girl, and he felt the need to be better than both pairs of his parents. He felt the need to never put someone else in his position if it was under his control.

4 months into the pregnancy, after a long shift, he walked in on his partner with someone else, Unraveled. And him too, officially became unraveled himself.

When he found out the child being beared wasn't his own, that the affair had been going under the radar for months, jayce vanished. With just a Jansport slung over his shoulder, he drove into the night. Slept in his car for weeks, driving to nowhere daily. Eventually he knew he had to reach a stop point, and his friend called him with a proposal to open a bar down in Florida. The 29 year old, going on 30, was at an all time low, but he knew what he was doing wasn't going to get him far. Eventually he would run out of money, and going back to his sticky finger tendencies would only make his life worse now that he wasn't a juvenile...and on top of that it sounded juvenile. He took the bait and found himself in palmview, florida- without a thought and without looking back as a new version of himself, one that he been brewing since the day he was born.

[riptidefusion]

"deal with it. embrace the pain, spank your inner moppet, whatever. but get over it." — cordelia chase, buffy the vampire slayer.

[ … ] ❀ you’re not from around here , are you? i figured because you totally just missed hallie song walking by. don’t tell me you don’t know who she is/? they kind of look like jessica henwick and i could be wrong but i think that they might be 30 years old right now. they’ve been living in palmview for the last 20 years. and i don’t know if anyone has ever told them this before but they kind of remind me of cordelia chase from buffy. if you stick around the town long enough you might catch them in action working at retro roots as the owner. you see this town isn’t really that big of a place, some folks like to call them the dilettante of palmview! they took a liking to the name too after a while, go figure. oh crap, they must have heard me yapping. they’re coming this way. i got to warn you though, rumor has it they can pretty self involved at times. i wouldn’t take it too seriously though, from the times i’ve spoken to them they seemed pretty effervescent to me.

STATS:

full name: halina bao walsh-song

nicknames: just hallie. seriously. birth certificate notwithstanding, nobody has ever actually called her by her full first name.

birthdate: july 10

zodiac: cancer sun / virgo moon / libra rising

age: 30

pronouns: she / her

orientation: bi

birthplace: sengkang, singapore

current residence: palmview, fl / seaglass gardens #4B

BIO: tw brief, vague narcissistic parent mention, drug mention, depression

hallie was the product of a tale as old as time — the all consuming love affair between a rich man and a beautiful young actress. everybody said it couldn't last, and it didn't! less than a year after hallie was born in singapore, andrew walsh and xiaoling song were already locked into a bitter divorce that would draw out through her young childhood.

by the time she was five, things were mostly settled — or, as settled as the attention-seeking daughter of two wealthy narcissists could be, really. in lieu of spending much quality time or expending affection towards her, hallie's parents were more likely to simply give her anything she asked for, and then some. the first ten years of her life were spent almost entirely with her mom, whisked around on the actress' busy schedule, visiting her dad on holidays and birthdays.

despite the lavish hotels, fancy plane rides, and every gift that a young girl could ever dream of, it wouldn't shock most people to find out that hallie was quite sad for most of her early years. her parents' affections came only in the form of gifts and money, and any real attention paid to her was always cut short by their ever demanding careers.

when she was ten, hallie's mother remarried, and suddenly her life of plane rides and jetlag was traded for the city of palmview, florida. having grown up in the lap of luxury, the somewhat quiet beach town was an adjustment. not to mention, her early life experiences alienated her from her peers, and despite genuine efforts to make friends, her classmates always seemed to keep their distance.

it was a defense mechanism until it started operating without her control — within a few years, as she entered high school, hallie had developed quite the reputation. depending on who you asked, she was stuck up, stubborn, spoiled, or maybe even just straight up a bitch, unaware of the fact that acting the way she did was the only way hallie ever got any attention from who she really craved it from, her parents.

but what did she care what the people of palmview thought of her, anyways? she was simply riding out the next few years until she could head to london, or paris, or at least new york. all she knew was, she was out of there the second she turned eighteen.

and she was true to her word. after high school graduation, new york was where she landed. set up in one of her father's empty apartments, setting her sights on a degree in fashion, hallie felt that she was finally free to be who she was always intended to be. without the burden of suburban high school drama, without much more than a monthly check in call from either of her parents, hallie was left to her own devices.

and she mostly stayed that way for the next decade. sure, she had a tendency to party too much and spend too much money, but she graduated only a semester late and started working on her own fashion designs with the intent of setting up her own brand.

as she found out for the first time after college, much to hallie's surprise and chagrin, working hard actually sucks. despite all her effort, her designs were never what she wanted them to be, and she constantly found herself comparing herself with other designers, unable to bring her visions to fruition.

(drugs) so she did what anyone facing failure for virtually the first time in her life might do — she went on a bender, and only after she maxed out a credit card with a comically high limit did her parents finally feel the need to step in. of course, with her parents high paying and high profile jobs, the only option was to send her away to a private rehab facility in the mountains, and pray that any journalists who caught find of the story would accept a bribe.

(depression) at rock bottom, hallie had no choice but to try. it took days before she was able to even get out of her bed, the nurses coaxing her gently away from her catatonic staring. it took weeks before she really entertained the idea of participating, but with lack of anything better to do, she started talking. and what she found was surprising — whereas hallie had always assumed she suffered from what her parents derisively called "bored rich kid disease", the doctor at the rehab facility had a different opinion: she was in fact, clinically depressed.

for someone whose problems had always been solved by money and a natural talent for talking her way out of things, hallie was at a loss when dealing with something that could only be resolved chemically. it was an agonizingly long road for someone with only the shortest fuse of patience, but eventually, she was able to find a medication that worked for her, and for the first time in her life at age 25, hallie felt an emotion she had never really known before: calm.

it lasted for a few years. during the downtime of rehab and recovery, she was able to lock into her passion for vintage clothing, using her mother's closet for inspiration. eventually, she was able to put together a line of clothing she was proud of, and the product of more than a year's work culminated in a fashion show put together in new york. heart bursting with pride, hallie sent the invitation to both her parents months in advance — but that day, as she watched the crowd and held her breath, the only sign of her parents ended up being some half-baked excuses sent by rushed texts.

it was all she had worked for, and for what? despite all her efforts, hallie began to feel like a little kid again, begging and crying for her parents attention, only to still not receive it. one missed call to her therapist later, and hallie woke up a few days later in the same place she started all those years ago: rock bottom.

when a well-meaning friend finally reached out to her parents, it was the last straw. apparently, she had finally embarrassed them for the last time. with the threat of all her financial stability being pulled out from under her, hallie was only given one choice: to come live with one of her parents, or move back to palmview and get a job. with the last parting gift from her parents (which was, of course, money) she threw it all onto a dream: the retro roots vintage shop.

that was two years ago. back on her meds, spending most of her days running the shop and attending therapy and NA diligently, hallie's life is far quieter than it used to be. still though, she's aware of the echo of that person she used to be, and she can't help but wonder as she walks around: will everyone always see her that way?

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

acquaintances from high school. like, especially if hallie was kind of a bitch to them! please! make her atone for her sins! she feels bad!!!

no but really, anyone who she might have crossed paths with when she lived in palmview as a kid/teen

retro roots customers! she would totally save special pieces and give special discounts to her favs

NA sponsor / acquaintances

neighbors

maybe an ex from high school ???

or perhaps even just a current flirtationship

or just someone who thinks she's full of shit and kind of annoyed by her, lmao

[adrift-in-thyme]

If Fi being asleep means she wasn't the one choosing to do it... That only leaves Hylia, doesn't it? Time certainly didn't seal HIMSELF for 7 years and any malicious or evil entity would have just killed him outright

Yes? But also no

Now we’re diving into total headcanon territory, so if you (or anyone else) don’t agree with any of this that’s totally fine! This is just how I interpret the games and deal with Hylia and Fi in my au.

So, it’s difficult to figure out my own thoughts on this because LoZ lore is crazy, and neither Hylia nor Fi are even mentioned in OoT. But the way I see it, despite her slumber, Fi can still make choices. She was the one who realized Time was too young and sealed him in the temple, entrusting him to Rauru’s care. At the same time, she was also carrying out Hylia’s will since that’s what she was created to do. (Accomplish the tasks Hylia would have wanted her to, when she still retained the powers of a goddess.)

First doesn’t know exactly how much influence either of them had, however. Mostly because none of the heroes do. They have an idea (which is why Time strongly dislikes the sword. He knows it’s the thing that sealed him and changed him. But he has no clue about Hylia, at least in canon. In my au, he kinda knows about her? But just a general idea from what Sky’s told him).

But ideas are all they’ve got. Even Sky doesn’t know the entirety of it. He and Sun are still trying to sort through everything they went through and learned.

And so, because First knows so little about the situation he takes it out on the two people he knows the most about.

Himself and Fi. Mostly, himself, because that’s just how he is.

(And it’s far easier to berate himself instead of one of the only people left from his time, one that he was close to and helped create.)

His relationship with Hylia is complicated. He was angry with her for a while before the war with the Demon King. Much like the Christian idea of God allowing us to go through hardships to hone us into someone stronger, Hylia allowed him to go through some serious crap so he could transform the Master Sword.

And though she endured it with him, it was at a distance. Unlike the Christian God, who is perfect, she is more like a human. She can make mistakes and hurt the people she loves.

His fate was willed by the gods. She couldn’t stop it, and even if she could she knew she shouldn’t. So she distanced herself. Which harmed them both more on the long run.

But in his final moments, First forgave her for all that. Fighting beside her again reminded him that she hurt too. And while that didn’t excuse her actions, it allowed him to understand them a bit.

And now that he’s got a new lease on life, he really doesn’t want to be angry with her again. It’s not that he couldn’t be (YES he wishes she had found a way to ensure the heroes were all young men instead of young boys) but what good does it do?

Especially when there’s the Demon King to hate

[geekgemsspooksandtoons]

Long live the king, Godzilla

For years, I like to say it like, “Long live the fucking king” to sound cooler ever since they were using that line. But well, it’s been years since I rewatched Godzilla King of the Monsters. The 2019 film that’s a sequel to Godzilla 2014...I have some things to say which may surprise some of you.

This may sound crazy or just...I was hoping to just gush about this film. Because the many times I would talk about this film and calling it one of the greatest cinematic experiences in my life. A film I have seen four times in the theaters. And saying things like I think this film spoiled me when I felt Godzilla vs Kong felt tame and “Less epic” which says a lot...

But rewatching the film just now...I think experiencing it in a theater, and maybe the hype really got me. Again, I feel like experiencing this in a theater is the best thing ever. But now, years later...I can understand much more why people don’t like the Monsterverse itself.

I will spoil some stuff, not a whole lot. Because I know a friend of mine reads my reviews. Mainly that Bioshock one from long ago. I’m going to start off with the negative before I go into the positives. I feel like that’s better to do because I want to explain what issues I had with this film. I’m going to add a keep reading option as well.

But and I didn’t add this last night because I forgot. I went to bed, and I can’t add another keep reading option. I like Filmento and he brings up a lot of good points that I agree with.

Anyway, here’s my detailed review.

The negatives.

This film, like I have seen others said before...THIS FILM NEEDED TO BE THREE HOURS. Which may sound insane. But this film’s pacing is very bothersome. And this goes in hand with another thing that bothered me.

You know all of the complains about Godzilla 2014 of how it kept cutting away from the monster fights at times. Which it started to annoy people. I totally get that; I get the criticisms towards that. But I also understood Gareth Edwards wanted to retrain himself from showing too much of the monsters. https://twitter.com/CallMeJaiden54/status/1637358513449209857 Granted, I get why people were annoyed. Maybe a balance would’ve been better.

But KOTM’s pacing...really doesn’t help with a bunch of things. Because like others have said before. This is basically like the Godzilla Final Wars for the American Godzilla movies. And Final Wars is a kickass movie I may add. Now I want to say this funny part.

If they wanted to make it even more of a Final Wars comparison. We should’ve gotten Mark fighting Jonah in a physical fight, while Mark is beating down Jonah, you see Godzilla beating down on Ghidorah on a still working tv. You could’ve had that, and I strangely would’ve loved it. But back to the point.

The fact that this film’s pacing goes very quick, despite it’s alright...there are moments of character building. But I feel this doesn’t help the monsters and some character development. Even though I think me gushing over Godzilla 2014 was also the result of seeing a movie before that made me question what is happening to cinema. And Godzilla 2014 reminded me cinema was real again.

But the buildup to the MUTO’s and Godzilla is excellent. You get the feeling of horror, wonder and other feelings. While I do think it makes sense you don’t have to wait for long to reintroduce Godzilla because we already know him. It’s weird to talk about.

2014′s slow pacing really helps easing a viewer into the story. Even if it’s “Boring” and while the reveal of Ghidorah, Mothra and Rodan are fantastic. Especially with their scores, I feel they’ve could’ve done better. Because in a way...it doesn’t feel special. In fact, while Brad Peyton’s Rampage is flawed. Even that took some time to build up certain aspects and it didn’t have to deal with multiple characters.

There’s a crap ton of new characters in here and some kind of stick around even when they don’t need to be there. And that’s a critique I agree with the Monsterverse. We need a consistent cast. While I get a post and others saying the monsters are the stars. But that’s not an excuse...because when you don’t have a consistent cast or have a couple of characters not come back. You have to introduce a bunch of new characters and if they aren’t handled right, it’s weird.

And again, that pacing. It doesn’t help character development, and it doesn’t help with the impact of certain things when you go at such a fast pace. It legit hurt the film for me. Because there’s a lot of things I like here. It may sound crazy I want a 3-hour cut of this movie, but I want that. This is a film that deserves that. And it would’ve helped me appreciate some of the big and emotional moments too.

Now, I want to talk about the positives. Granted, you’ll still hear me talk about some criticisms. But I want to get to this part.

As someone who’s loved Godzilla since I was a kid. It was mainly the Showa and Millennium eras that got me into becoming a fan. And this was my biggest positive when this film first came out. This may sound strange, but seeing the way Ghidorah, Mothra and Rodan were handled in this film. To me, it felt like if you were watching a Spider-Man and Batman film for the first time. And you see that iconic comic book character treated with dignity and respect. That was the feeling I had when I saw these monsters for the first time.

While you still had the sci-fi aspect in them. The direction is more “Mythological” in a way, more so a feeling when handling these characters. “Spirtuality” is the word I’m looking for. While I can understand why people, or one person may think these three were “Nerfed” but I’m sorry. NO, THEY WERE NOT NERFED. And I can’t agree with hearing that their roars are “Generic” like what the fuck?

Godzilla is portrayed wonderfully again with respect. He’s great as well. But the new monsters, the Toho ones are fucking beautiful. This film’s portrayal of Ghidorah is legitimately my favorite of his interpretations. While Rodan could’ve had more with him, he is dealt with properly.

But I feel like the big glow up is literally Mothra herself. A character while not my favorite, I always preferred the more “Aggressive” and “Masculine” monsters you can say. But Mothra is important and the fact they were able to handle her so well in this film. While I feel like Ghidorah and Rodan were easier characters to get right. They knocked it out of the park with Mothra. They all ooze personality and their themes are legit perfect for each of them.

I want to talk about the human characters. This is actually my favorite group of human characters in the Monsterverse. And I was saddened only two of them came back for Godzilla vs Kong. Granted, I think I wanted Godzilla vs Kong to be Godzilla 3 but with King Kong. It still technically is a Godzilla 3, but with Kong more as the lead monster.

While the pacing hurts the film. The cast of Monarch here is genuinely likable. And I wished for some they were expanded upon more. With some acting more like supporting roles, and I shouldn’t use the word “NPCs” to describe them. That is a term I have wanted to use for some time. My favorites of the new characters were Rick (Who is legit funny when he is) and Chen. Also, kind of wished Barnes was showed more or just...there’s a lot of new characters here that you may lose track of them if you don’t have subtitles on or haven’t seen the film multiple times like I have before. But seriously, I liked Chen and that’s because of well...lore reasons that I wished she had more to do.

I also want to say this. I think Mark Russell, played by Kyle Chandler is maybe the human protagonist we’ve had in an American Godzilla film. Even though I think Ford was fine, he’s more of a “Passive” character. When Mark is a more active protagonist. While a flawed character devastated by the loss of his son. He is at his core a good man who still loves his daughter and ex-wife. Especially when you have moments like him going into the Artic base by himself the moment he sees Emma and Madison on footage and risking his life to find them. Along with a strong moment that still stuck with me is him going back to save a group of Monarch soldiers being left behind, despite he could have the chance to follow his family. There are other little moments like he still talks to Madison in emails. His arc is pretty fine.

Madison played by Millie Bobby Brown is fine. But her biggest moment is her stealing the Orca and using it to save billions of lives during the whole Titans attacking across the world. I don’t think there’s much of an arc for her. But it’s more of well, her making her own choices and well...this leads into the next part. 

Emma is...an interesting character. She’s fine as an antagonist who then changes because she realizes what she’s done. I feel like it could’ve been done better. But knowing there is a deleted scene where...I’ll link them. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DQmVLpKgmGI Fuck, these deleted scenes are good.

It’s funny to me seeing the fandom having Godzilla and Mothra be Madison’s “Parents” but again, while Mark is flawed. That dude at mostly has his priorities straight.

We also have Charles Dance as Alan Jonah who I want to see again. He’s threatening when he is and commands a presence. He’s good with what he’s given.

I now want to talk about Serizawa, particularly his scene. I do agree that his character in the 2014 film, he’s a bit underdeveloped. But in all seriousness, his sacrifice to basically save Godzilla is still powerful. It’s legitimately one of the best scenes in the film. Ken Watanabe is always good with his performances. But what I hate about this is the fact while we should’ve gotten more development with him. It’s the fact we can’t use him again. And having watched this video yesterday. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y1ciSG9Z8o4

I’ll admit, I have wanted to make a reblog talking about how the 2014 movie could still have the similar story but making Ford less passive or something and make him as compelling as his father or something. And annoyed by people possibly wanting “Godzilla vs Heisenberg” despite how much of a good actor Bryan Cranston is. But that video...I genuinely wished that was the approach they take with Joe Brody instead. We’d still have Serizawa around, especially in Godzilla vs Kong. And having Joe sacrificing himself instead would’ve been just as powerful for not only reasons this video talks about. But also, other things I have wondered about.

There are other characters to talk about. But nothing really noteworthy in ways. Despite the sad fact you have Graham being killed all of a sudden by Ghidorah in one scene. And the colonel from the last film being killed in a deleted scene. There’s a trend with the characters from the 2014 film being killed off in this film.

[duhragonball]

Dragon Ball Super 041

“Hey, this arc sucked.  We should have a better one.”

Last time, Champa was about to destroy his entire team for losing this tournament, when a new god suddenly appeared on the tournament stage.  Shin doesn’t recognize him, and the Elder Supreme Kai has to explain that it’s “Grand Zeno, the Omni King”.  I still think of him by the name given in the subtitles: The King of Everything”.  But I guess Funimation had to juice it up a bit with “Omni-King”. 

So this is a welcome change, as this whole U6/U7 arc has been Beerus and a second, fatter Beerus rubbing it in everyone’s faces that they can pretty much do whatever they want without any consequences.  As it turns out, they have a boss of their own, and they tremble before him just like everyone else trembles before them.  Zeno is the ruler of all twelve universes, and he could destroy them all in an instant if he wanted to.  Naturally, all the gods bow before him. 

Turns out Zeno found out about this tournament, and came to scold Beerus and Champa for doing this instead of... you know... their jobs.  Whis and Vados wholeheartedly agree, and complain that all Beerus does is eat and sleep, and all Champa does is eat and eat.  Zeno suggests finding new Gods of Destruction, but then he says he’s just kidding. 

As for the torunament, Zeno seems mildly disappointed that no one told him about this thing, but when he watched the matches, he was pleased with the idea.  And he believes that this could be even more fun if they included the other universes. 

Goku is all for that idea, and he steps forward to talk with Zeno.  His guards take exception to this, but Zeno agrees to talk with Goku, and they basically just agree to do the thing he just said he wanted to do.  Goku offers a handshake, and this is treated like a suspenseful moment, but Zeno returns the shake and says Goku is “funny”. 

After Zeno leaves, everyone gives Goku crap about how dangerous it was for him to approach Zeno, but Goku doesn’t see the big deal.  Just because he can destroy the multiverse doesn’t mean he will.  And if he wants this big tournament he’s proposing, then he needs fighters to participate in it. 

And this informs the entire dynamic between Goku and Zeno.  While everyone else is horrified by Zeno’s power, Goku understands him.  He sees that Zeno just wants to have a good time, and Goku is honest enough and genuine enough that he can simply speak his mind without Zeno feeling disrespected. 

Anyway, Champa and Beerus now realize that this tournament they’ve thrown is basically meaningless now.  At best it was just practice for the next one. So Champa can’t destroy his team after all, because he’ll need them later.  But Beerus still won, so Champa surrenders the six Super Dragon Balls to him and leaves.  Goku asks Hit to schedule a rematch, but Hit isn’t interested in that anytime soon.  Cabba calls Vegeta “Master”, which Vegeta isn’t too happy about.

And guess who’s awake.  Majin Buu slept through this whole business, but he’s up now.  Also, Mr. Satan wants Monaka to join his dojo.  I’m not sure if he bought into Monaka’s performance, or if he recognizes that Monaka was just pretending, the way Mr. Satan does.

That leaves the matter of the last Super Dragon Ball, which Beerus will need to get his wish.  Bulma has a radar to detect it, but she asks Beerus to promise not to wish for anything bad before she uses it.  At first, she thinks it isn’t working, but then Android 18 notices there are seven blips on the radar, indicating that they’re already together somehow.  Monaka suggests this is a matter of failing to think in three dimensions, something that comes up a lot in his line of work, since he has to read cosmic maps and such.  That gives Whis an idea, so he tells everyone to hop in the Hexahedron and get off the planet.

As it turns out, the planet they were standing on this whole time had been the seventh Super Dragon Ball all along.  Piccolo speculates that it ended up here and collided with an asteroid.  Over time, the debris would have been drawn in by the Dragon Ball’s gravitational field, and formed the rocky surface of the “Planet With No Name”. 

This leads to an elaborate, overwrought sequence where the Super Dragon emerges from the Balls.  At first he seems to be the size of a planet, but then he keeps getting bigger, until it looks like he’s dwarfing entire galaxies.  I’m not sure how much of this is literally happening, and Whis informs the rest of them that this is all merely necessary to interact with the dragon.

Finally, they face a smaller (though still enormous) version of the dragon, and Beerus relays his wish to Whis in the “language of the gods.”  He then tells Bulma and the rest that he wished for a more comfortable bed to sleep in, which seems very anticlimactic.

But then we cut to Champa and Vados on their way home, and Vados detects something new in Universe 6.   She shows Champa the planet Earth, which doesn’t impress him until she explains that it’s the Earth of Universe 6.  Apparently, Beerus wished for it to be restored, along with its population, so that Champa could enjoy its cuisine.  Awwww. 

This undoubtedly the best part of this arc.  A lot of it was just pointless filler and unsatisfying matches, but I like the poetry of Beerus and Champa having this wager over Earth, and then Beerus winning the bet and using his wish to give Champa what he wanted.  “What would a god wish for?” indeed.

On Beerus’ planet, we see Monaka return to his normal job, which is some sort of delivery truck driver.  And Beerus has loaded his truck with more cartoon treasure as payment for his services.  In spite of the stress Monaka was placed under, he seems to find this a worthwhile experience.

And that’s it for the tournament, although we do have one more episode with an epilogue of sorts...