#this has been sitting in my drafts forever lol
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ronnieartistry · 13 days ago
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it is a mystery



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pantheraleo04 · 9 months ago
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TF2 players need to learn the difference between something being annoying to fight against and it being overpowered. The discourse around both sniper and the scorch shot would be instantly resolved.
Sniper does have counterplay, it's just that the counterplay is "don't go in his sightlines" which isn't fun. The other classes have things you can do to improve your ability to fight against them. But for sniper, it's just not going certain places.
The scorch shot does not do nearly as much damage as people make it out to be. It's like 40 damage on a direct hit, and I'm not counting afterburn because that's just a fact of fighting pyro and also there are a million ways to stop it. It's just really the stun that's the problem.
The issue with both of these isn't that they're overpowered. They're just fucking annoying.
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scortchedtoast · 2 years ago
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Now my friend I need your top 5 best disney movies. Then your top 5 flops
Oooooohhhh this will be hard to narrow it down but my family and I just got finished watching a bunch. I will also keep this animated only and remove any Pixar collaborations.
1. Mulan- truly the movie of my childhood I watched this movie so much as a kid and it mostly holds up to me. Mushu is funnier than the average talking companion and the cricket and horse don't speak praise be. The songs slap, the emotional beats are the strong love the message and Li Shang is hot af. Mulan is also just such a great protagonist 10s across the board!!
2. Moana- I had been following Moana ever since it was announced and let me tell you it did not disappoint. It came out when I first started college (for animation and I wanted to work for disney which quickly fizzled out thank god but I digress) me and my friends saw it in theaters so I have fond memories of it. Story wise I have no notes a great sound track and one of the very few times I like lin manuel miranda’s work lol. I also probably bought the most merch from this movie.
3. Lilo and Stitch- A classic!! My parents don’t like it cause of the aliens??? But they are haters and are wrong. Great songs, great animation and now that I'm older I really feel for Nani and cry literally everytime she sings Aloha Oe before they come to take Lilo away. Like I cry again when the alien grabs Lilo and Nani thinks its over. Its a great movie if it can make me cry, plus stitch is adorable.
4. Tarzan- A Suprise entry for me! I remember hating Tarzan as a kid but when I rewatched it, it was an instant fave. Its so well done and also has great songs too, I even enjoyed the love story between Jane and Tarzan and I'm pretty picky about that with Disney. Like I was very pleasantly suprised and this knocked lion king off the list cause lion king was a disappointment on a re-watch.
5. Tangled- It was either this or Atlantis but I had to go with the og of the 3d princesses, and the animation still holds up! (Better than frozen’s if we are being real). This movie is the last princess movie of the old forumla incoroprating romance and a villain and its good fun. She should've got the love Elsa got but oh well.
Flops- I'm gonna preface this by saying I'm sure there are way WAY worse disney movies. I just have never watched them cause they look bad so these are the ones that I've watched that didn’t hit.
Raya and the Last Dragon- Boooo, decent premise and promising start but they had way too much ground to cover in such a short runtime. I honestly feel it would've done way better as a disney plus show like then we would've spent more time exploring the different places but no we had to speed run. Sisu was annoying af awkafina’s voice only made it worse. The moral to trust the person that literally already betrayed you, has been hunting you down, and showed no real signs of changing was also very bad and heavy handed. No way would I have trusted undercut after how she behaved also sisu is literally ignoring how the old lady betrayed her earlier in the movie just cause you trust some ppl doesn’t mean you can trust everyone.
Beauty and the beast- This was an easy one, so boring I never finished. I didn't watch as a kid so again no nostalgia but it sucks man and I tried to watch the live action too and it was even WORSE only made it through even less of that one.
Peter pan- The racism is startling on a rewatch and everyone was so nasty and mean to wendy it felt sexist a bit how every woman was a nasty hater trying to kill her because they wanted to be with peter. Also just boring and bad in general I had a horrible time watching it.
Frozen 2- A gigantic mess from start to finish. There was no salvaging this mess and the addition of the 5 spirits, and enchanted forest, and parents backstory was a confusing choice to pick. Also the spirits designs themselves were trash and super weird. Also from a dystopian capitalist viewpoint why did they not make the four other spirits magic girls as well so they could sell different dolls of the new magical girls. It also would've worked better as a tv show and wouldn't have been as rushed. I'm being nice because I know they had to rework a lot of the movie last minute.
Fox and the Hound- super boring and tedious to get through like all old disney movies. The songs were also super atrocious too, I use to love this movie as a kid but probably just because there were talking animals like no other part is redeeming. The subplot with the birds trying to eat the bug was super annoying too like this is a movie not a tv show why is there a totally unrelated B plot getting a ton of time.
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icewindandboringhorror · 16 days ago
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Little bright colored outfit with a fun vest ~
(shoes from ebay like 10 years ago. everything else is thrifted)
#ootd#jfashion#fashion#fantasy fashion#mori kei#....like... adjacent... lol#no idea what style this would be lol.. makes me think of like whimsical vaguely fantasy themed childrens book character#finally posting one of my aforementioned seven million drafts of actual outfits and costumes i have finished and edited#the photos for but just never feel like posting lol..#I need to find one of those people whos like 'omg i am ADDICTED to social media ugh i wish i could get off of it#im just browsing and posting like 60 times a daaaaay!!!' and take a little magical bottle and suck some of the social media#enthusiasim out of them. for moi. In exchange they can have some of my 'literally just never in the mood to post or interact with the#outside world ever' energy. We can balance each other. huzzah and so on#Though I think maybe it's part of the general thing I've heard of like.. I can't remember if it was in reference to adhd or just some sort#of general execcutive functioning issue type of thing - but the idea that things have to be ''just right'' before you do something. like#'oh i need to do this task. but i have to wait until XYZ first' or 'oh i can do this but only if X specific condition is met' or etc#The fact that I even have to be in a Specific Mindset to post. or sometimes will delay posting on social media because like 'oh well#I'm going somewhere tomorrow. somehow this matters. i cannot spend 5 minuts posting TONIGHT. clearly it will interfere#somehow schedule wise with the doctor appointment i have 15 hours from now. yes. yes. i must wait until my appointment is over#tomorrow afternoon. THEN i shall post' or etc. etc. lol. NOT even taking into account the many days#I just genuinely and physically sick and it's not even a mental thing. I just physically dont feel like sitting at the computer lol..#ANYWAY.. trying to get back into it. trying to get a business bank account.. make a proper paypal so i can start selling sculptures again.#selling clothes and sculptures.. posting about such things then of course as one must. etc... chanting to hype up and motivate myself lol#But yes. this is my favorite outfit out of the bunch so I am posting it first I guess.. maybe others later..#Also the purple dress says its from shein. which I've heard is bad fast fashion stuff. but maybe okay since its second hand? I havent#been to the bins since like 2020 or late 2019 even. and I think stuff like shein and temu has only become poular in the past few years#but I bet if I went to the bins now I might would find a good handfull of that stuff. Probably now not much different than what you#find in a walmart or a forever 21 or actual physical stores you can go to though. I hear quality of clothing is down everywhere no matter#where you get it or whatnot. What bountiful joys unfettered capitalism and exploitation bestows upon us (<being sarcastic).#Wearing one of my favorite little vests though. I love the texture of it and the clasps on it
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uhbasicallyjustmilex · 10 months ago
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the body language is fucking wild
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doubledyke · 8 months ago
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eddy-xiety
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jtspaderstills · 3 months ago
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my litol bean againđŸ€đŸ»đŸ»
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aceghosts · 5 months ago
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1- Write about your ship cuddling into bed together after a long and tiring day. + Rooney and Yori?
Thanks for this one! This turned out rather short but very fluffy.
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Summary: Rooney and Yorinobu cuddle in bed and chat after a long and tiring day, especially about dinner with some old friends. Words: 1.2k words Content Warnings: No warnings apply. This is just straight up fluff.
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Rooney sighs contentedly, staring at the warm, comfortable-looking bed adoringly. They had been looking forward to crawling into bed all night. “If I did not know better,” Yorinobu teases with a soft smile, “I would think you are only with me for my bed.”
 “I might be,” They tease back with a smirk on their face, crawling into the bed on the left side. Rooney always takes the left side, closest to the door, preferring to put themself between Yorinobu and any points of entry. Between him and anyone who might want to hurt him.
The mattress is far softer than they’re used to, far softer than they normally like. (After many years sleeping on a cot or in uncomfortable places in general, Rooney prefers a firmer bed.)  But Yorinobu prefers his mattresses soft like he could sink into them, and considering this was his bed, Rooney wasn’t going to argue with him. What really matters is that he is getting into bed with them.
Yorinobu climbs into bed on the other side as Rooney pulls the plush cream comforter over themself, the weight a soothing pressure. As soon he is underneath the covers, Yorinobu seeks Rooney, spooning with them. His left hand finds its way to their hip, sliding underneath the black fabric of their tank top. He rests his hand in the dip of their hip, thumb lazily tracing patterns in their skin. Meanwhile, Rooney plays with his hair, fingers gently teasing his short black hair. Yorinobu yawns, a content smile on his face as the duo lay in bed, weary from the long day behind them. “How did your meetings go today?”
He frowns. “Too long. Too boring.”
Ah, it was that type of day. “I’m sorry,” They sympathize, “that really sucks.”
“It does,” Yorinobu confirms, “Some like to hear the sound of their voice, never getting to the point. Or they repeat the words of my father, marionettes on a string.”
Rooney winces in sympathy. “Oh, Yorinobu
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“Enough. How did your day fare?”
“Frustrating.” Rooney felt like a dog chasing their tail, every lead they followed seemed to fizzle out, “None of my leads worked out.”
“You will find them,” He says it so sincerely, that Rooney is tempted to believe him, “You always do.”
“Yeah, I hope sleep will give me a new perspective.”
Yorinobu smirks. “If sleep does not help you, perhaps I can.” Rooney groans affectionately at his innuendo, rolling their eyes as he laughs.
Silence permeates the room, and Rooney relaxes, this being one of the few places they could. They close their eyes, weariness weighing down on them.
“What did you think of our dinner with Alexandre and Marion?” Yorinobu asks, Rooney opening their eyes as he breaks the silence. Alexandre and Marion Garnier were high-ranking members of the Arasaka Corporation, specifically in the European branch, and allies of Yorinobu. Alexandre was a former French General while Marion had worked in diplomacy, easing tensions between Europe and Japan. Yorinobu continues, “They were delighted to see you.”
Delighted was an understatement. Rooney had few fond memories during their time at Arasaka, Yorinobu occupying most of them. However, Rooney had missed Alexandre and Marion, and the Garniers had clearly missed Rooney too. Rooney first met the couple when they were attending a dinner party with Yorinobu, early when the two were straddling the line between friendship and something more. Alexandre and Marion were distant at first, polite, but not overly friendly either. The Garniers most likely assumed that Yorinobu would tire of Rooney quickly, and it wasn’t worth getting to know them. (Not that Rooney could blame them. Yorinobu wasn’t known for his long-lasting relationships, something he had in common with Rooney, for very different reasons.) At the dinner party, Alexandre began a discussion on a recent military conflict. Rooney, naturally, jumped into the conversation, excited to talk shop.  Alexandre and Marion stared at them in curiosity, only to monopolize Rooney’s time for the rest of the night. Rooney enjoyed spending time with the Garniers, discussing politics, history, military strategy, and other topics.
 “Delighted?” They quip, running their hand through his hair.
Yorinobu laughs, a pleasured shudder running through him. “Alexandre and Marion always adored you. I thought they would ignore me the whole night.” Rooney remembers the way Alexandre and Marion lit up at the sight of them, ecstatic smiles as the duo got out of their chairs to greet Rooney. Marion hugs them tight, telling Rooney how good it was to see them again and how much she missed them. Alexandre shakes their hand firmly, but Rooney doesn’t miss his misty eyes as he gives them a fond look. When Yorinobu and Rooney are finally able to take a seat, Alexandre and Marion immediately assault Rooney with questions, mainly about what Rooney had been doing after they left Arasaka. (There had also been a few pointed questions about Rooney and Yorinobu’s relationship, mainly if the pair were back together.)
“I was afraid they were going to do that too.” Although, Rooney couldn’t be too mad. It was nice to talk with Alexandre and Marion. Every time they look over at Yorinobu, he watches them with fondness, a slightly smitten smile on his face, arm resting on the back of their chair, hand on Rooney’s shoulder. It makes their heart melt a little, knowing they feel the same way about him. “I really did miss the Garniers.”
“They missed you. Alexandre and Marion were devastated when you left; they wanted to find you. I threatened them to leave you be.” Rooney looks away guiltily, knowing the Garniers had not been the only ones devastated by their departure. They still remember the heartbroken look on Yorinobu’s face as he watches them choose the military over a future with him. “Rooney,” Their eyes meet his brown ones, “What did Alexandre say to you before we left?”
Rooney remembers the way Alexandre beckoned them over, out of earshot of Marion and Yorinobu. ‘Shepard, it is rare to get a second chance,’ Alexandre looks away from them, towards Marion with love in his eyes, ‘especially when it is with someone you care about. Do not be a fool and make the same mistake twice.’ “Alexandre said that I had second chance, something that most people don’t get, and I shouldn’t make the same mistake.”
“What did you say to him?”
“That I won’t. I don’t make the same mistakes twice, and I’m going to make the most of it this time.” Rooney’s hand leaves his hair, tracing the edge of his face. Alexandre was right; they should not be so foolish this time around. “Yori, I love you,” a swell of affection rises within them, “I want this to work; I don’t want to lose you again.”
He smiles, letting out a genuine laugh. “You and I got the same lecture tonight,” He pulls them closer, his leg slotting between theirs, “I love you too.” He presses his lips against Rooney’s lips, a soft kiss. He tastes like the wine the group drank all night and the tiramisu the pair shared for dessert. Rooney deepens the kiss, pouring all the unsaid words into the kiss. Rooney is going to make this work; they can make it work. They’re going to find a way to protect Yorinobu and save V from the Relic. 
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thistledropkick · 1 year ago
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Here's a translation of the time Taichi tried to trade sushi to Desperado in exchange for photos of Desperado in panties.
The backstory: This all happened during May of 2020, while NJPW shows were shut down. Taichi did a livestream with Tam, which he only convinced her to do by promising to treat her to sushi.
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The conversation starts with Taichi saying that in the video, there's a moment where you can see Tam's panties. (Also he censors the word "panties")
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Despe:
What’s the timestamp?
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Taichi:
Don’t just skip to that part!
If you want to know the timestamp then pay me.
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Despe:
I have zero interest in the rest of this video!
Why should I have to watch a long video of you flirting with a girl!
And buy me sushi too!
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Taichi:
If you want sushi too, then show me your p*nties too!
If you send me a magnificent pan*y photo, I’ll consider it
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Despe:
A panty photo!?
Aren’t you being generous today!
Are you sure you didn’t mean to say an assh*le photo!?
OHHHKAY!
What’re we waiting for, let’s do this!
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Taichi:
*sshole photos huh
 I’ve seen too many of those, I’m completely bored of them. 
Hey, you said you’ll do it right? Don’t agree to this lightly okay?
Will you do it? Will you really do it?
Once you’ve said you’ll do this, you can’t go back on it. You understand?
So say it.
Will you show me a magnificent panty photo, the likes of which I’ve never seen before?
Well then, I can’t wait!
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Despe:
I’ll take the photo tomorrow afternoon!
Prepare the sushi!
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Tam (who they have been @ ing this entire time):
Please stop having this vulgar conversation in my mentions , ,
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Taichi:
wtf is vulgar about it
Anyway you’re the one who started this by flashing your panti*s on the livestream!
So go buy Pe some sushi
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Despe:
If I'm getting treated to sushi I don't care who's buying
but
who are you talking to?
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Ohh sorry, I didn’t see your name there!
Panty-flashing girl
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Tam:
Please don’t call me panty-flashing girl 😡
It’s Tam.
And why do I have to treat you to anything? I haven’t even eaten mine yet!
I was in line before you, Pe-san!
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The next day:
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Despe:
Why is a simple panty photo
And a selfie no less
So incredibly stressful to take

Hey you in the next apartment, don’t look at me!
You may not know this but my panties have value (sushi)!
Do not report me! DO NOT!
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wormslikeme · 11 months ago
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Uh
 yes hi ma’am I was sent here to check um how-
*looks down at clipboard*
How Evil your Resident is?
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the-fog-isnt-real · 6 months ago
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i think there's a barrier no one talks about. a barrier that exists both in "real" life and on the internet.
for some people, it's so thin that they almost don't notice it when they're crossing it. for others, it's practically insurmountable.
sometimes, you see a person that seems really nice, and you want to be friends with them. (i'm not talking about me here, i'm talking about you.) maybe you talk to them - smalltalk about the classes you have together, or compliments hidden in the tags of reblogs.
but... there's that barrier. that threshold. to become more than just acquaintances, you have to cross it.
are you able to? can you step out of your own little universe? can you and that person maybe, just maybe, live in the same reality? create memories that are true for both of you?
some people will laugh seeing this. they'll never understand the people forever staring at that barrier, weeping.
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password-door-lock · 9 months ago
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Your hands are shaking as you punch in the code. This situation is so weird
 the sun is barely even up yet; already, you’ve walked across the city to an obscenely expensive-looking apartment building, and now an awkward stranger wants you to just break into this apartment? You get nervous ordering food, so you don’t know what this Unknown fellow expects you to do once you actually get into the apartment. What if the owner’s in there? What if they attack you? What if they call the police? Even if they're not hostile, you have no clue how you're going to explain the situation to the owner— you aren't even sure where Unknown found the phone, or why he would expect its owner to be at home when he found it in a different country.
The lock beeps at you and flashes red. That must mean the code was incorrect, right? Oh god, is this a prank? What kind of person would text a random stranger, send them to a luxury apartment, and then give them a fake code to type in on the door so that they get arrested for attempting to break in? But then again, Unknown seemed relatively trustworthy in the chatroom, and if he was lying to you, surely he would have come up with something more believable than I need you to commit a crime to notify a stranger that I, another stranger, found their phone in a foreign country. You figure that it must be true, because who would go through the effort of constructing such an elaborate scam with a fake messenger app only to use such a flimsy lie? So you try the code again.
But your hands are still shaking, and you definitely type it in wrong again. This time, you know you pressed the 8 key twice— so, making sure to look at the numbers on your phone screen while you type this time, you enter the code again, and you get beeped at for a third time. You decide to cut your losses and just ask Unknown to confirm that he sent you the correct numbers.
MC: Hey I tried to type it in but it didn’t work MC: Can you double check to make sure it’s the right code?  Unknown: It’s correct. MC: Maybe the numbers on the phone aren’t actually related to the apartment?  Unknown: Haha  Unknown: Why don’t you try again?
He must be feeling really nervous about this phone— and no wonder. If he’s actually been using it to send messages all day, then he definitely stole the device. You type in the code again, but after a moment, you get that same red light and beeping noise. You try for a fifth time just to humor this weird stranger, but once again, it doesn’t work— and you were definitely copying directly from the string of numbers he sent you. Okay, well, maybe you should try it one more time, just for good measure— but the same thing happens again, and you’re pretty sure your finger slipped a little bit this time, because the lock blinks red and beeps before you’re even done entering the code. You’ve just started typing the numbers for a seventh time when you are startled by the sound of approaching footsteps. Your fingers slip again. 
“Why are you having so much trouble with such an easy job?” Someone asks, though their voice is heavily distorted. That’s probably not a good sign. 
“Please tell me that you live here,” you breathe, turning around to face the stranger. He’s wearing a mask, so the only part of his face that you can make out are his eyes. They’re a color that you have never seen before in nature, some bright blend of blue and green that, for whatever reason, shakes you to your core. That’s not even taking into consideration the choker or the tattoo or the leather jacket or the unlaced boots, though even when you do add all of those into the equation, you get the feeling that this guy is trouble. “I promise I’m not trying to break into your apartment. Well, I guess technically I am, but I wasn’t going to steal anything. By any chance, did you leave your phone in a foreign country? I don’t know which country, but, apparently some guy f—”
“The plan failed,” the stranger declares in that otherworldly robot voice. 
“Pardon?” 
The lock beeps at you again— it must have timed out or something— and you decide that the best thing you can do is try to type the code in one last time and escape into the apartment. If this guy owns the place, then you’re already fucked, but if he doesn’t, you can get away from him inside. Even if he sees you type the code, you can just lean on the door from the other side until he goes away. So you type in the numbers again, feeling his gaze boring into your back. Once again, you let it sit, and once again, the damn thing beeps at you— but you definitely typed in the right code! 
The stranger seems to find this incredibly amusing, if his cackling is any indication, and you can’t really blame him. It is a little funny that you can’t figure out how to use the lock. “You’re supposed to press the unlock button after you type the code, cutie. No wonder it was giving you such a hard time,” he talks down to you between peals of laughter. “Oh well. Now that you’ve seen me, I can’t let you go in there, anyway. I’m sorry, but you’re going to have to come with me.” 
You try pressing the unlock button, but it just beeps at you again. It must have been too long since you typed the code. Before you can input the numbers once again (by this point, you’ve practically memorized them) the stranger is dragging you away by the arm. He’s surprisingly strong. “You’re Unknown, aren’t you?” Maybe that should have occurred to you a little bit sooner, but in your defense, you were preoccupied with the password lock. 
The stranger does not offer any substantial reply to your inquiry; he only continues dragging you down the hall. “Shh,” he shushes you eventually, though you aren’t sure whether it’s a response to your earlier question or to your half-hearted struggling. For some reason, you’re much more confused than you are afraid. “You don’t need to know who I am.” 
“I was trying to type in the code, I swear,” you explain, “I’m just not very good with password locks
 or number passwords in general. You know, one time I typed my PIN number into the microwave? And I’m glad I caught it, because I was just trying to reheat my tea, and here’s my little mug, stuck in the microwave for over an hour— don’t worry,  I took it out. And another time, I typed my phone password into the door for the employee room at work—” 
“I didn’t realize that I needed to think of something like that when I was choosing someone for my plan,” Unknown mutters, more to himself than to you. While you’re stunned silent, trying to process the many implications of his words, he manages to successfully drag you into the elevator and presses the button for the basement parking level. It occurs to you that you are probably stuck with this guy forever. He seems fun, at least. Maybe you’ll get a chance to ask him what the hell he was thinking, making up such a wild and unbelievable lie to snare you into entering a stranger’s apartment. If he’s dragging you away from it, then it’s obvious he doesn’t live there. “I’ll have to be more diligent next time— but I’ll be good to you. You can be my assistant... Yes.” He could not more obviously be making up his plan as he goes along. "I've always wanted an assistant."
“Oh, wow, what a coincidence,” you mutter under your breath, “I’ve always wanted to get dragged out of a luxury apartment building by a guy with a robot voice. This is a bucket list item for both of us.” 
He takes his mask off, which you take as a confirmation that he will never let you out of his sight again. “I’ll take you to paradise,” he assures you in his natural voice, which is just as unfairly beautiful as his face. The elevator doors open. “Come on.” 
Maybe it’s a bad idea, but despite the alarm bells still ringing in your head, you follow him out of the elevator.  
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fatimagic · 1 year ago
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5.21 / 8.23
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firstaidspray · 1 month ago
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Quick Domingo/Solana doodle 💛
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sillyabtmusic · 7 months ago
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callsignbaphomet · 11 months ago
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1. What color do you associate with them? Gray. All hues of gray. It's actually his favorite color. He finds it's pretty peaceful and calming.
2. What animal do you associate with them? Mainly foxes but also Shiba Inus. I don't really know why specifically Shibas but every time I see one I just instantly think, "Yeah, that man would be a Shiba Inu if he was a dog." Lol not even a Norway based breed of dog, a freakin' Shiba Inu.
3. What element do you associate with them? Lightning and thunder. Nothing really deep about why that element. Fire is wild but it's angry and I guess it would make sense to associate him with fire given his hair color and name (even though that particular god has never done anything to be associated with fire. I'm really confused as to why people think he's the god of fire but whateves). But lightning and thunder are powerful, it can be destructive but it's not all consuming and above all it's wild.
4. What flower/plant do you associate with them? Flower: Jasmine. I read somewhere that it's a flower associated with healing and helping with anxiety and it's symbolism is so spot on for the type of person he is.
"Historically, the Jasmine flower was known to assist in the healing of muscle aches and cramps along with more serious issues, such as digestive trouble and ulcers.
For those who are struggling with insomnia and anxiety, Jasmine has been said to also assist in regular sleep cycles while helping to prevent the onset of chronic anxiety disorders.
Spiritually, Jasmine has been said to aid in healing past traumas as well as providing relaxation and calming with the use of aromatherapy.
Jasmine is also interpreted as an expression of love or of unconditional love, as love is thought of as having healing powers of its own."
5. What part of their appearance do you associate with them the most? His red wavy hair, pale green eyes and freckles. Mostly the freckles though. He's got little spots everywhere and as biased as that may seem I think it's absolutely adorable!
6. What hobby do you associate with them? Video games. That's literally his favorite thing to do in his spare time. Will happily spend hours on end playing video games. He, Jelani, Sanaa and Ingvarr each have a Switch and play either Stardew Valley, Animal Crossing New Horizons or Monster Hunter together. Yeah, time zones (Loke and Jelani are in Maine while their parents are back home in Norway, 6 hour difference) are a bitch but they make it work.
7. What school subject do you associate with them? Math. He's scarily good at it without even trying. Can do just about any calculations in his head without using visual aid. He'd seriously be that kid in school with A+ in math but on everything else he'd have low Bs and Cs.
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