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[eurodyne-d]

Lucanis Dellamorte the man that you are ♛

[astarionposting]

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[singingkestrel]

Horizon Forbidden West machine headshots compilation 2/5.

Longleg - Burrower (team screech)

Scorcher - Dreadwing (team ears)

Widemaw - Bilegut (team big mouth)

Fanghorn - Grazer (team antler)

Scrapper - Scrounger (team did-we-really-need-two-different-machines-for-this?)

[capturely12]

5 Essential Elements for a Perfect Professional Business Headshot

Obtaining a professional business headshot is important to make a good first, professional impression online and in person. Your headshot shows who you are, professional, fun, silly, business oriented as seen on the linked in profile and the corporate website. This guide outlines the 5 crucial elements of outstanding headshots: breast tissue visibility, the quality of the image, amount of natural light used, clothes to be worn by the patient during the mammogram and positioning during the mammogram. It is always important to Partner with a professional corporate photographer when making such pictures whether for individual shots or for the entire team. Improve your web presence by having a corporate photography that depicts strong positive personality and friendliness to effectively suit a modern technology based environment. For the main photo, do not skimp on a good picture – it will pay off in the future.

[nezuscribe]

nepo baby gojo who grew up with not only a silver spoon but an entire china cabinet of them.

he’s rich, there’s no questioning it. rich rich. his dad was the ceo of a company, his mother a successful neurosurgeon. it was all in the cards for him to turn out successful, and it was no surprise when he did.

gojo graduated top of his class from japan’s best university. he’s in line to take over his fathers role at the company in a few years and his name is across forbes.

the only problem? the tabloids seem to be loving him for a different reason.

gojo is a shameless flirt. he has a plethora of exes, each having their own story about dating him. he’s an unapologetic playboy and sees no harm in fooling around, doesn’t care if it makes it into a stupid article because who reads those anyways?

everyone, evidently, and his father refuses to have his eccentric son ruining the family name.

the solution? make him date someone that they know he can’t break up with. set him up with a girl who’s so perfect on paper that she might not even be real.

he knows that his actions have had eventual consequences, but he never thought that he’d be forced to pick out a potential girlfriend from a line of pictures his assistants had splayed out for him. each of them coming from virtually no background with no importance to society. no families or families that are cut off, girls that nobody has heard of and would never remember if they saw her next to him. it much easier to create the perfect girl from scratch than finding her in the wild. especially ones as desperate as this? a fat check often shuts them up.

his uninterested gaze roams around the headshots, wondering how they must’ve convinced them in the first place. gojo knows what’s on the line, and as petulant and spoiled he is, he’s fortunately not stupid.

he rolls his eyes after another few minutes had passed, pointing to some random girl because he truly couldn’t care less.

the assistants around him quickly got to work, collecting the rest of the pictures as they began getting ready for what was to come.

little did you know that the strange offer you had from a strange woman a few weeks ago would be calling you back, telling you that you got the job.

[stylecards]

Ivy-sticker-01 by Xyntia & Xinnia Via Flickr: Trying something new. Here is a sticker of artificial idol Ivy Wong wearing a blue suit with a black shirt and black necktie.

[trippinsorrows]

with me + part twenty

authors note: this is more on the boring/filler side, and i apologize for that, but it covers some necessary things and hints at other things. plus, the one after this is wrestlemania and then after that is the infamous disney trip, and those def won't be boring/fillers. 👀

also, what do you ya'll think reader is having? i'm also open to name suggestions cause i hate naming characters lmao

status: in progress // masterlist

warnings: fluff, language, angst, and suggestive themes

song inspo: with me by destiny’s child

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words: 6.6k

taglist: @pixiedust4000 @yolobloggers @wanderingreigns @southerngirl41 @msbigredmachine @romanreignsbae

Life is one crazy ass ride.

You’ve always known this, but the past few months have really shown you just how insane things can be. It’s been up, it’s been down, it’s been just a fucking rollercoaster of events and emotions, but somehow, things always seen to work out in your favor.

You expected, maybe more so hoped, that your Live with Jadah would go over well. Would help people see and understand that there’s so much more to the story, so much more to you than the lies that have been fed to them by your apparently psychotic ex-best friend. That was the semi-goal.

Well, to say that goal was met is a bit of an understatement.

The Live went viral, spreading and making it to most global and some international platforms. TMZ formally issued an apology to you, Joe, and Jadah, and retracted their story with Mariah, even scrubbing the interview, which Joe’s legal team believes is only to avoid getting caught up in the several lawsuits she’s been slapped with. 

So many publications have turned the tide, no longer speaking on you and your situation with an almost judgmental stance but rather just reposting the Live and letting the facts speak for themselves.

And social media…..holy shit. 

One thing you never expected was for the Live to go viral, but you especially never expected for yourself to also go viral in a different way, that is.

While the general public was initially against you, bashing you every which way to Sunday, it’s almost completely turned with the vast majority now utterly and wholly intrigued with you. They’ve dug up old headshots from when you cheered in college, clips of you either practicing or competing, and a few Snap videos you were in, again, all during your college years.

Not to mention the clips they took from the Live, primarily of you playfully twerking with Jadah. That clipped with the TikToks you did with Naomi has resulted in people making TikToks and “edits,” as Alexis explained, posting and sharing everywhere.

Apparently, the vast majority of social media finds you extremely attractive, and have even been comparing you to the infamous prison bae, Jeremy Meeks, from way back when. Minus the criminal aspects, of course.

“Look at this one! These are my favorite.” Alexis turns her phone so the group of you can see what is yet another edit of you, err, more so your ass than anything to good googly moogly by Project Pat, which apparently was already going viral on TikTok as people post videos of friends and loved ones with a nice ass. Seems you’ve been added to that group.

“I don’t get the fascination,” you admit with a shake of your hand, fingers tapping against your glass of lemonade. “Like, I’m not even famous.”

“You kinda are now,” Bianca suggests. It's a crazy suggestion, too, because in what world does someone like you, from a small ass town with virtually no major social media footprint, qualify as famous. “Not like, A-List celeb famous, but you don’t make it to the Shade Room if you’re not at least kinda famous.”

Alexis makes a sound, adding, “ya’ll whole lil situation made the March event on their calendar.”

“On their what?” Jadah is understandably confused, asking, “what the hell does that even mean?”

“Twin, I’m gonna need to make a PowerPoint for you or something.”

“Please do, and make sure to add the fancy transitions.”

“Custom slide backgrounds?”

“You know the key to my heart.”

The meeting and union of Jadah and Alexis remains to be seen as one of the worst or best things you could have ever done. They’re so damn similar it felt almost criminal to not introduce them, but with both having such strong personalities, a clash could be one of the titans. So far, however, they’re vibing just as well as you and Jadah have. Hence why all of these ladies are sitting around your coffee table, various drinks in hand, most alcoholic, except for yours of course. 

Which reminds you…

“Oh shit,” you announce, four sets of eyes falling on you as you realize you haven’t shared the news with the majority of them, ironically, Jadah being the only one to know. “I haven’t had a chance to ask.”

You decide to be dramatic as hell, pausing as Alexis is the first to say, impatiently, “ask what, hoe?”

Another pause followed by an intentional rub of your belly as you nonchalantly ask, “which one of ya’ll wants to be in charge of planning the baby shower?”

You’re met with instant screams and squeals of enjoyment, a big smile falling on your face as you’re hit with all of the questions and exclamations. 

“I knew it! I knew it was just a matter of time before BDJ struck again!”

“Y/N! Oh my goodness, congratulations!”

“No freaking way! That’s amazing!”

“I’m gonna act like I didn’t already know, so congratulations, great value sister wife!”

Alexis and Jadah’s statements make you laugh while Bianca and Kaylah’s cause your heart to swell. You then try to quiet them down, “thank you, guys. We’re excited. But, we haven’t told Callie yet, so please keep it to yourselves.”

“Of course.” Kaylah excitedly asks, “how far along are you?”

“Almost three months,” you answer, proudly. Although entirely unexpected, or maybe not depending on how you look at it, you’ve found your excitement at this pregnancy growing every single day. Excitement at having another child, giving Callie the chance to be a big sister, to give Joe the opportunity to experience this pregnancy with you from conception to birth and beyond. He deserves it, especially now that you know what he went through with Jadah.

“Wait. Damn. This means we can’t have a hot girl summer until next year!” Alexis is pouting as she downs the rest of her drink before reaching for the bottle to get a refill. “You couldn’t let that nigga shoot up the club later this fall instead.”

Kaylah’s nose turns up as she also takes a sip of her moscato but not before muttering, “didn’t need that visual.”

Rolling your eyes, you point out, “Alexis, we are too damn old to be having a hot girl summer. Half of us are moms and/or in relationships except your non-committal ass.”

Non-committal has nothing to do with the topic that floats to the front of your mind, but having a room full of women to consult with seems like a perfect opportunity to discuss something that’s still bothering you to some extent.

“Let me ask ya’ll something.” You take a sip of your sparkling apple cider and get to explaining. “So, every time I try to talk to Joe about planning for when the baby gets here, like having my mom or his mom come stay with us a bit to help out when he’s on the road, he either ignores me, changes the subject, or just pacifies me. And I’m trying really hard not to cuss him out, but between baby emotions and me being me, it’s hard.”

Being perceptive is always something you’ve prided yourself on, valued as one of your attributes, so it’s hard not to miss when Kaylah, Alexis, and even Jadah all look suddenly uncomfortable with your question, like they also want to change the subject.

Bianca is the first and only to speak out.

“Yeah, that’s kind of weird.” Her agreement is the quintessential example of validation you were needing for this situation. “I get you’re barely three months, but why not start with the plans now? The sooner the better since it seems like his schedule is pretty hectic.”

Throwing your hands up in the air, you echo her sentiments. “Exactly! And one thing to know about me, which I know he has to know about me is that I like to plan. I hate surprises. We need to start figuring out this shit now.”

“I’d definitely talk to him about it, cause men can be very go with the flow, but this isn’t one of those things that I think should be go with the flow.”

“I feel like you should maybe just wait it out and see where the cards fall.” Kaylah’s suggestion is casual, but her eye contact is sparse, and you actually don’t know what to make of that. 

Jadah contributes to the conversation with agreement to Kaylah’s point. “I agree. Trust your man, whore.”

“But—” And as if present and overhearing said conversation, your phone starts to ring, the man himself filling up your lock screen. “Speaking of the devil…..” You lift and show your phone to the group. “I gotta take this ya’ll.”

“Well, duh.” Alexis says like it’s a no brainer. “BDJ probably won’t stop calling until you pick up anyway.”

Laughing, you untangle your legs and climb off the sofa at the same time you answer his FaceTime, quickly telling him, “hold on.”

“I’ll be back,” you inform, but the last thing you hear is Bianca making the awful mistake of asking Alexis what “BDJ” stands for. Alexis and Jadah start to laugh. 

Obviously, Jadah also knows what’s up. 

Locking the door behind you, you sit down on the patio set that was delivered only two days prior and situate your phone on the accompanying table. Legs crossed, you give him the go, “okay, i’m good now. Just wanted some privacy.”

He doesn’t hesitate to slide right into protective papa bear mode. “How you feeling?”

“Alright.” Your hand unintentionally lands on your stomach as you explain, “had some nausea this morning, but that’s not out of the norm. I had pretty bad morning sickness when I was pregnant with Callie the first few months.”

You can tell he’s not entirely satisfied with this answer, leaning more on the concerned and conservative side. “When’s your next checkup?”

“April 8th. I made sure to schedule it so you can be there.” Joe indicated he wanted the first Monday after WrestleMania to be a day of rest for you and Callie, and it can still be, but you also couldn’t miss the opportunity for him to be a part of your first official well-baby visit. Especially with this being the first time you’ll be able to hear the baby’s heartbeat. 

That must especially be special for him.

“I promise I’m okay, Joe.” Out of respect for him and his emotional state at such an important time in his life, you haven’t told him everything Jadah shared with you. Haven’t made him aware of your knowledge regarding his loss. You’re not sure if you ever will, to be honest. If he wishes to discuss that with you, you’ll always be there to listen and support. But, there’s zero desire to dig up painful memories and trigger this man. 

That doesn’t, however, mean you can’t reassure him when you can see there’s a level of anxiety and apprehension. 

“If I wasn’t, you and Dr. Young would be the first to know.” It’s a promise. You would never do anything to risk unnecessary complications with this pregnancy. “How do you feel? You look tired.”

He’s looked as such for the past couple weeks, and you feel slightly bad, knowing the whole Mariah ordeal must have taken a toll on him. Not to mention his intense training and preparation for WrestleMania.

Of course, he just shrugs, playing it off. “I’m good.” You make a knowing sound. “What?”

“Seriously, Joe. This is me. I know you like the back of my hand. You’re exhausted. It’s okay to admit as such.”

“I’m fine, Y/N. I promise.”

Joe is every bit stubborn as he is caring. He won’t agree with you, but that doesn’t make what you’re saying any less true.

“Whatever, just know I’m giving you a well deserved massage when we come to see you next week.” Coyly, you imply with a shrug of your shoulder. “And maybe a lil’ more depending on the layout of your place and if we can get some privacy from your lil’ twin.”

“Naw, that lil more is happening no matter what, even if I have to fuck you in the rental.”

His tone of surety makes you laugh as you think about something. “I don’t think we’ve ever fucked in a car before.” The list of places this man has been balls deep in you is endless, but a vehicle and plane seem to have not made the list. Yet. “Might have to change that.”

He also laughs. “Wherever you want it, baby, you just gotta tell me when and how.” Just more and more reasons to love this man to infinity and beyond. He matches your freak so well.

Joe asks about Callie, of course, and you let him know she’s in seven heaven playing with her cousin in her new room that’s gradually filling up even though she still doesn’t even have all of her stuff from back in your apartment. It also goes without saying that you remind him she’s absolutely thrilled to see him soon, the same as you, which is the same as him. Reunions between the three of you are just all around enjoyable.

Naturally, Joe apologizes, for no good reason, at not being able to come with you as you take Callie back to your hometown for your final apartment walkthrough and to close all other matters, officially making your move to Florida complete. It’s a bit of a bittersweet thing, leaving the place you grew up and have so many memories in. However, what’s ahead of you is so much better than what’s behind you. 

And while you would love Joe to be able to come too, it’s also not necessary.

Especially when he finds out what else is on your agenda before you say goodbye for good. 

Realizing your time with him could be cut at any moment, you decide it’s now or never to break the news to him. “There’s something I need to tell you, and I know right off the bat, you’re not going to be in agreement, but I need you to just hear me out.”

He’s hesitant and already skeptical but nods. “I’m listening.”

A deep breath followed by a quick prayer to the big man that Joe will at least try to be open to this plan. “I’m gonna go see my dad while I’m there.”

This is something you’ve really been thinking about, on and off, since the Christmas ordeal. It just hasn’t been such a major priority given all the other fires you’ve been having to put out. Alexis was right when she said the dynamic with your dad has a lot to do with the situation with Joe and not telling him about Callie.

And you being able to acknowledge that has made you realize you’ve been holding onto a lot of pain and anger towards that man. More pain than anything. And it’s time to let it go. The same way you’re leaving that town for good, albeit bittersweet, you need to drop the baggage of hurt at the door before the curtain closes permanently.

In this case, that means sitting in front of the man who is your biological father and nothing more, speaking your peace, and closing that chapter.

For good. 

To some extent, you expected, maybe more so hoped, for Joe to be more receptive. 

It was wishful thinking, at best.

Immediately, he protests, face turned up in a scowl that reminds you of Callie when she’s in one of her moods. “Like hell you—”

Closing your eyes, you do your best to keep your voice leveled. “Hear me out, please.”

“Y/N, do you not remember the last time you saw that man?” Most definitely do you remember. That was definitely a low moment for you. “You were a fucking wreck. I’m not seeing you go through that again, especially with you being pregnant.”

“Do you really think if I had even an inkling it wouldn’t be safe for our baby I’d be doing it? Come on, Joe. You know me. I would never put either of our children in harm's way.” And you know he knows this, knows this very well, but you can also understand his anxiety from a couple different angles. “Before when I saw him, I was still looking for his love and approval. I can admit that now.” It’s been a tough pill to swallow, going back and forth between emotion and logic, coming to grips with such an uncomfortable truth. “I don’t need that anymore. I don’t even want it. I have you. I have Callie. My mom. Our friends. Even this new baby, but if I’m leaving that town for good, I need to leave all of the hurt it brought me there too. That includes making my peace with him.”

When he still doesn't say anything, you continue to plead your case.

“I need to do this, Joe. I’m not asking you to understand.” You’re not quite sure he could. This is one of those things that unless you’ve lived it, lived with a neglectful, uninvolved parent, you just couldn’t get it. “I’m just asking you to trust me.”

He’s quiet for a few minutes, and you already know it’s because he’s sitting on your words, doing his best to meet you where you are. Eventually, he says in a resigned voice, “I don’t want you going alone.”

There’s an immense amount of gratitude for his blessing, and his request is more than fair.  You also figured as such, assuring him, “I already talked with Bianca about it. She’s gonna go with me.” 

This seems to make him feel at least a little bit better. He scratches his beard. “Alright. But the minute you start feeling off—”

“I’ll cut it off. I know.” That goes without saying. You meant what you said. Nothing could make you put your baby at risk. “Thank you, Joe.”

Not wanting this to be the last topic you discuss, you switch gears a bit to something that will hopefully lessen his unease. “I also think we should tell Callie when we come to see you next week. I just told the girls today, and I’m gonna tell my mom while I’m there. Callie deserves to know.” The order of which you’ve told people about your pregnancy isn’t exactly how you would have preferred it to go. In a perfect world, it would have been Joe, Calllie, your mom, and then your close friends. But, life be lifing, so you just have to roll with it as best you can. 

Joe nods. “I agree.” You overhear a distant voice in the background before his gaze falls on you. “I gotta go, babe.”

It’s hard not to feel disappointed. “I get it.” This pregnancy has your emotions a bit on the high, sensitive end, because there’s no reason for you to feel like crying just because this man has to get back to work. You miss him like crazy, sure, but this has always been a bit of the dynamic. You get him in doses, sometimes big, sometimes small. “Can we still call you tonight? You know Callie can’t sleep unless she can tell both of us goodnight.”

It’s such a twist, a beautiful, unexpected thing. Once upon a time, it was just you she needed to see and/or speak to before she could fall asleep. But now, it’s both you and Joe, and you honestly couldn't love that more. 

Their relationship and bond is so precious to you.

And now that you understand what Joe’s been through, you can see why he’s always willing to move heaven and earth for her. She’s the little girl he’s always wanted and finally has.

“Of course.” You weren’t expecting any other answer. “I love you.”

A warm smile sets on your face. “I love you too, baby.”

You settle on a time that works best for him and end the call. Ignoring the sadness at not being able to talk to him further, you walk back in the house for a sure pick-me-up.

“Well, it’s about time,” Bianca teases, dimples nice and pronounced. “Thought we were gonna have to check on ya’ll.”

“No, she’s back too early….” Alexis, as per usual, confuses you when she asks, “ya’ll weren’t having phone sex?” She curses and then grabs her purse, digging out her wallet, slapping a wad of cash into Jadah’s expecting hand.

“Told you,” Jadah says knowingly, smirk on her pretty face as she counts the cash. “One thing I do know about Joe is he’s an all out type of man. It’s rounds or nothing.” She then looks over at you, apologizing, “hope that doesn’t make you uncomfortable.”

“It doesn’t.” It’s an honest answer. You’re old, mature, and secure enough to acknowledge and be okay with the fact your man has been with her in almost every way he’s probably been with you. Outside of the emotional connection component, which is really what matters the most to you. Sex would just be sex if you didn’t love him as much as you do. If he didn’t love you as much as he does. That’s what makes it so explosive. 

“Well, it bothers me!”  Kaylah looks so disgusted, and you can’t blame her. “Joe is literally like my brother!” 

Bianca cosigns with a shake of her head. “And it bothers me because Y/N literally is my sister.”

“That’s so wild, so ya’ll are half sisters, right?” Jadah asks, pointing between the two of you as you move back onto the sofa. “Same mom or…..”

“No, same dad, but we don’t claim him.”

Jadah makes an ‘O’ with her mouth as Alexis leans over to whisper something in her ear. “Got it. Daddy issues. Ya’ll should just jump him then.”

“That’s what I said! Stomp his ole’ mean ass.”

Yeah…..putting Alexis and Jadah together may have created a new kind of threat to society.

“Anyway.” Refocusing them is really the best and only option. “As we were discussing, ya’ll think I should bring it up to Joe when we fly there next week?” You then remember the pact mentality and aim your question toward Bianca. “Let me just ask you, cause you seem to be the only one who gets where I’m coming from.”

At that, Bianca opens and closes her mouth. “Oh. That. I…..I think you should just leave it alone. I’m sure Joe has his reasons.”

Now it’s your turn to look shocked. “What? That’s not what you said literally not even 10 minutes ago.”

Bianca switching up on you definitely wasn’t in the cards, especially since she was providing you all the affirmation and validation you were seeking in your dilemma. 

She looks off, almost in a guilty, sheepish way. “I changed my mind….”

“What did ya’ll say to her?” It’s directed toward Alexis and and even Jadah, because Kaylah doesn’t seem like the type to try to sway people one way or the other. “Can’t leave ya’ll asses alone for two minutes.”

“I don’t like your tone, Mama Mia. Watch it.” Alexis warns, and you can only roll your eyes. “What you need to be focused on is what you’re gonna wear to the Hall of Fame and WrestleMania.”

Kaylah gasps, also remembering. “Shit, I completely forgot about that.”

Your eyes land on her with premature excitement. “You’re going to the awards too?” She nods and you let out a big sigh of relief. “Oh thank god, I was kinda nervous. I’m sure Trinity is going too, but the more the merrier, I feel like I’m gonna be so out of place there or everyone’s going to hate me.”

“Girl, like Joe is going to let that happen.” Jadah is, surprisingly, the first one to jump to calm your nerves. “Him taking you in and of itself is such a ‘fuck you’ move. He really said ya’ll not about to bully the woman I love and think I’m finna just keep her on the backburner.”

“I agree.” Kaylah chimes, providing additional and useful context. “The internet wrestling community is a cesspool, and they’ll always find some reason to complain and bitch, but Joe has never been about that. He’s gonna have you on his arm regardless of who has something to say about it.” 

“Ummmm, why are we acting like majority of the internet isn’t all on Y/N’s dick now that ya’ll cleared up the air?” Alexis lifts her phone, adding, “I literally can’t get on TikTok or Twitter without seeing edits and photos of Y/N that the internet has dug up. They can’t get enough of her.”

“Her ass, specifically,” Jadah adds, and you shake your head. 

“I think what they’re trying to say is that maybe you should redirect your focus on fashion and hair choices vs public perception, because it seems to be in your favor currently.” Bianca’s advice is wise and on time. It also is very much giving off teacher vibes, just another thing you two can connect on.  

You’re really happy you asked her to come visit you. 

That you gave her a chance.

It’s proving to be a really good decision.

“Well, I’m gonna have my mom do my silk press while I’m there, so there’s that.” Typically, you avoid heat like the plague, sucking up the pain in the ass wash days to keep your curls hydrated and thriving. However, you’re okay with every now and then sitting in that damn chair for what feels like, and is, hours for these special occasions. And attending the Hall of Fame awards as well as WrestleMania definitely constitutes a special moment. “As far as fashion…..I have no idea. I don’t really have a lot of fancy clothes, and the ones I do have are before Callie and even now with the weight I’ve gained from this pregnancy already, I don’t know if I can still wear them.”

“Well then it’s obvious what we need to do.” Alexis says with a ‘duh’ tone. “We need to go find you some dresses! Like, today.”

“I probably do need to pick up something too.” Kaylah says with a heavy sigh. “I think Josh said something about wearing red.”

“Of course you have to wear red. That’s Bloodline colors.” 

You chuckle at Bianca’s enthusiasm. It’s kinda cool that she’s also into wrestling. You’re so tempted to ask Joe if he can get tickets for her, Darius, and Taylor, but you also don’t want to do too much. It already means a lot to you that he got tickets for your mom and Alexis. 

“I hate to pull the girls from their playing. They must be having a blast considering not one has come down in like over an hour.” It’s true. Not to mention you can also occasionally hear the chorus of giggles and shouting indicating just how great a time they’re having.

“I can watch them for ya’ll.”Jadah’s suggestion causes all sets of eyes to land on her. She rolls her eyes. “You all go get the shopping done, and I’ll stay here with the kids.”

“Jadah, you don’t have to—”

“I don’t mind. I’m not really that big on shopping anyway.” Finally. A difference between her and Alexis. “Plus, I have some client stuff I can get caught up with.”

You’re still reluctant, offering her another out. “If you’re sure….”

“Y/N, I would hope by now you’ve figured out I’m too blunt to lie. I wouldn’t offer if I didn’t want to.” Jadah shrugs, directing her next statement to Kaylah and Bianca. “If you’re also good with it too, of course.”

Bianca and Kaylah echo agreement with you, hence it being decided.

With a chuckle, you announce, “I guess we’re going shopping.”

———-

Things have been hard since you first landed back in your hometown.

Saying goodbye to your students was hard. 

Saying goodbye to friends in town has been hard. 

Bidding farewell to the apartment you first brought your sweet little girl home to after she was born was very hard.

Visiting your grandma’s grave one last time for who knows how long…..that’ll be brutal.

But this….confronting your father for the last time…

To say you’re a bit on the anxious side is putting it nicely. 

This was always going to be on the nerve inducing side for a variety of good and valid reasons. It’s just getting to the moment where it happens, where you sit in the parking lot of the restaurant he agreed to meet “you” at is just bringing out some indecision you’re certain comes from a place of anxiety.

Finally stepping out of the car, you and Bianca reach the door of the restaurant when she turns to you, mouth turned into a bit of a frown as she reminds, “you sure you want to do this?”

“It’s not about what I want to do. It’s about what I need to do, Bianca.” It’s the truth. This isn’t something you’ve been dying to have happen your entire life, but for the sake of your healing, it’s what needs to happen. “But, if you feel uncomfortable, I totally get—”

“Not at all.” She reaches for your hand. “You’ve got this.”

A deep breath followed by a head nod as you accept her hand. She gives you a little squeeze and opens the door, leading the way figuratively and literally. As expected, he’s already there and waiting, sitting near the back of the restaurant. You’re not surprised a man like him is right on time. He seems like the punctual bastard type.

And Bianca has reiterated as such before. 

Together, you walk hand in hand towards him. Your eyes never leave him, watching as he lights up with a genuine smile at seeing Bianca, but that smile almost instantly drops when he sets his gaze on you.

Expected. 

Wholly expected.

Immediately, his nose is turned up in visible disgust, primarily directed toward you. “Bianca, what is the meaning of this?”

“What?” Her voice is full of nonchalance as is the expression on her face. “I told you your daughter wanted to speak with you.”

He just didn’t know which daughter.

There’s no denying or misunderstanding his anger at the subterfuge. He shoots up from the table. “I’m not putting up with—”

Bianca is quick with it, assertively informing him, “if you want even a chance of seeing Taylor again, you’re gonna sit right back down and hear her out.” It means the world to you that not only has Bianca agreed to be here with you today, but it’s the fact that she’s willing to be so loyal to you.

Like a sister.

Because she is your sister. 

He scoffs almost immediately. “Using my grandchild to blackmail me? That’s low, Bianca. Your mother and I raised you better than that.”

She crosses her arms and matches his energy. “You are the last person that needs to be talking about raising anyone.” She then looks at you, placing a comforting hand on your arm. “I’ll be right over there if you need me, okay?”

Nodding, she gives you one last supportive squeeze and ignores her father to walk over and slide into a booth across the room. 

Left alone, you watch him begrudgingly sit down so he’s across from you, same set of brown eyes locking. It kills you how much of yourself you can see in him, starting with the same set of eyes. You just have to remind yourself that that’s where the similarities end. 

“This won’t take long, which I’m sure you’ll be happy to hear.” He doesn’t agree nor disagree, not that it makes much of a difference to you. At all. “I’m moving from this town. Tomorrow’s the day I hand over my keys, and I’ll officially be living in Florida full time. Not that you care, because we both know you never have and never will give a flying fuck about me.”

“Is there a point to this?” The edge in his voice, maybe even a couple months ago, might have killed you. Stolen your joy. Now, it does nothing. He no longer has that power over you, because you’ve taken that power back. 

And it feels so damn good.

“I did it, you know.” Without giving him a chance, if he even would, to respond, you continue. “I made something of myself. I’m successful. I have a career. I found love all without you ever doing a goddamn thing for me.”

For a second, you swear you see a different emotion flash in his familiar irises, but it’s gone almost instantly, replaced with that permanent disdain you refuse to allow sway you from your goal.

“I have a man who loves me in every single healthy way that exists, who loves our daughter more than there are words in all the languages put together.” Emotion chokes you up, but you manage to stick with the mental points you made for this conversation. “And you wanna know something? We conceived her when he was still married.”

Leaning forward as you lower your voice, both for privacy and emotionality. “But, I didn’t tell him. I deprived him and our little girl for the first almost five years of her life because I was so scared that he was going to be like you, that he was going to reject her and hurt her the way you hurt me.”

It’s a bit painful for you to verbalize those words, but also so damn liberating to free them from the confines of your subconscious.

To also release those shackles they had on you. 

“But, I was so so so wrong, because he is the best damn dad she could have asked for, and he was angry with me for not telling him about her. He wanted to be in her life. He wanted her. And it’s through that I finally realized something.”

Your voice cracks as you finally release your truth and acknowledge freedom from over 30 years of emotional bondage.

“I’ve finally realized after all these years that it’s not that I’m not good enough for you.” You shake your head, pointing at him with all the intention and determination you can muster up. “You’re not good enough for me. Not good enough to be my dad. Definitely not good enough to be a grandfather to my kids. Not good enough to be in my life.” There isn’t an ounce of hesitation or a stutter in your voice. “It’s not that I don’t deserve to be in your life. You don’t deserve to be in mine. You never did, and you never will.”

And never again will you seek out that love and validation from him. You don’t need it. 

You never did.

“I actually feel sorry for you, because I am an amazing, strong black woman who was raised by an even more amazing, strong black woman who was also raised by a phenomenal black woman. And my daughter….” Just thinking about Callie, her warm smile and the great big hug she gave you, before you and Bianca left her and Taylor with your mom, makes you all choked up again. “—is the kindest, sweetest, smartest kid you could ever meet. But as long as there is breath in my body, you will not know her or any other kids I bring into this world.”

That’s a promise, an oath, a swear on everything that you love and hold dear.

“After today, you are dead to me, and I truly hope you one day see all that you missed out on, but I’m not going to wait around for that. I’m going to spend the rest of my life surrounded with love and family because that’s what I deserve.” Grabbing your purse and sliding out the booth, you make eye contact with Bianca who starts to head over. “Take care, Captain Wilson.”

As soon as she’s at your side, he shoots up from the booth. “Bianca, if you leave with that girl—”

“That woman,” Bianca corrects with all the sharpness. “You mean my sister?”

His lips turn up with a hateful snarl. “This hoodrat trash is not your sister.”

You actually laugh at his words, laugh at the fact that he’s truly so pathetic and a piece of shit he couldn’t even take any of what you just said to heart. It also makes you wonder if he’s aware of all the shit that’s been happening online regarding you. Not that it makes a difference.

It’s just something else he would try to use to justify not being in your life.

Like a coward.

“No.” She lifts her chin, taking your hand. “She is my sister, but you?” Bianca shakes her head, and you can hear the emotion catch in her voice. “You’re not my father. You’re the trash.”

If he offers a visible response to her harsh words, you’ll never know because Bianca tugs on your hand, directing the both of you to turn around as she marches you out the restaurant. Once out of the vicinity, she spins you around and brings you in for a big, loving hug.

“I’m so damn proud of you.” Eyes closing, you accept and lean into her embrace. You’re also insanely proud of you. “You said what you had to say. The ball is in his court now.”

“I highly doubt he’s gonna do anything with it.” Separating, you again thank her. “I really appreciate you being here with me today. I’m not sure Joe would have been okay with me doing this, if you weren’t here.”

She smirks, head tilted to the side. “Nowhere else I’d rather be, hun.”

It’s the truth. Along with the fact that you’re not even sure you would and even could have gone through with this if not for her assistance and support. It’s crazy how the people you’ve met in recent months have become such important figures in your life and the people you thought were important are now strangers.

Life….always a wild ride, for sure.

“And speaking of Joe….” She’s understandably confused as you casually throw out, “guess who’s going to WrestleMania with her little sister?”

Bianca’s eyes are as wide as saucers. “Seriously?” Laughing, you nod. “Oh my god—” She captures you in another big hug, the two of you nearly hopping like damn teenagers. “Wait, just me or—”

“Of course not. Taylor and Darius too. I feel like he might divorce your ass if you tried to go without him.”

“You’re not entirely wrong.” Her laughter lessens as she looks at you with admiration and appreciation. “You really didn’t have to do that, Y/N.”

“It wasn’t that big a deal.” And it wasn’t. After biting the bullet and pushing aside unnecessary anxiety, you just shot Joe a text asking if there was any way Bianca and her family could attend Mania. His response was an almost instant yes. “Besides….we’re sisters.” Your eyes begin to water as you give a one shoulder shrug. “We look out for each other.”

Her smile matches the emotionality of this moment. “You’re damn right we do.” Sniffling, she wipes her eyes and then gasps. “Shit, now I need to find a dress. Does this town have any stores where I could maybe find something?”

Her question is so laughable. “Not really, sis. Let’s just wait till we fly home. I’m sure we could find you something there. Maybe the boutique where I got my dresses."

Home…..

You’re not sure if you’ve referred to Florida as home prior to this moment, but it feels so good, so right. Like it’s where you’re supposed to be. Where you were always supposed to be. 

Home with your daughter, with your man, with the baby growing inside you.

With your family.

[lindakazares]

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[needlesslycryptic]

Commissions status <:)

I am still open for the 23 usd headshot style commissions indefinitely but all other commission types are on hold until march due to time constraints :)

You can purchase a headshot via these two options:

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[ofmdrecaps]

04/15-17/2025 Daily OFMD REcap

TLDR; David Jenkins; Rhys Darby; Taika Waititi; Samba Schutte; Vico Ortiz; Alex Sherman; Anapela Polata'ivao; Connor Barrett and Brian Gattas; The New Uni Con Updates (Pay it Forward and Autographs); Fan Spotlight: Our Flag Means Fanfiction: Love Notes;

Whelp, even after saying I was posting this yesterday I got called in and worked til midnight 2 nights in a row. So here it is today!

= David Jenkins =

David is settling into the dad life well! He's already out hustling rubes with the little one!

He also recently procured some teeny boys from the wonderful RebelSophie that arrived today!

Source: David's IG

= Rhys Darby =

Rhys has been super busy with his The Legend Returns tour! Recently in AoNZ and Australia!

Source: The Claire Hooper IG

Source: Squirrel Comedy

Source: Rhys' IG Stories

= Taika Waititi =

Taika has been super busy! He got to hang out with Andy Hearnden and meet his live long idol, Cyndi Lauper!

In addition, the very cool interactive piece he participated in is up for a Webby! You can vote for it here!

Source: Taika's IG Stories

= Samba Schutte =

If you haven't checked it out already-- there's going to be another Momentus event with Samba coming up on May 10! Individual Bananas have sold out--but you can still order the bandana by buying a ticket to his May 10th Class here! "Each purchase benefits @everymomcounts, working to achieve quality, respectful and fair maternity care for mothers all over the world🙏🏾"

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Samba's also been back voice acting!

Source: Samba's IG stories

= Vico Ortiz =

Vico's sending us some thirst traps again!

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Source: Vico's IG

= Alex Sherman =

Our beloved Alex Sherman just received his doppelganger in the mail! Made by the incredibly brilliant @amuseoffyre!!

Source: A Muse of Fyre's Ig

As you can tell he adores him, and he even got to spend a bit of time catching up with Samba!

Source: Alex Shermans' IG Stories

= Anapela Polata'ivao =

Our dear Auntie's new movie Tinā has won the Audience Award at the 2025 Perth Festival!!

Source: Tinā the Film IG

= Connor Barrett and Brian Gattas =

Our fabulous Hornberry, and Siegfried got some new headshots and psstt April 18th is Brian's birthday!

Source: Rob Mainord Photography

= The New Uni-Con =

Some news for The New Uni-Con! Amy was kind enough to set up a Pay-It-Forward option for the convention coming up in the UK!

Pay it Forward

By request, the Pay it Forward option is live!

How it works?

If you would like to attend TNUC either as Weekend (1 Auto), Day or Virtual Ticket but are being restricted by the price, you can sign up for a Pay It Forward Ticket. Funded by kind, and generous, members of the fandom, you'll receive gift vouchers for up to 50% of the value of your chosen ticket. Gift Vouchers will be assigned on a first come, first served basis. Once your ticket has been funded and you have been notified, you'll have 7 days to confirm you still want the ticket, or we will release your funding to the next person on the list. If you want to donate - you can purchase Gift Vouchers from the Siren Events Ticket Tailor Store (I've made available in £10, £20 and £50 denominations - if you want others, let me know). Enter the Gift Voucher Redemption Codes into the Pay It Forward Donations sign up form. If for any reason your Gift Voucher(s) are not used, we'll be in contact so you can either redeem them for extras / event merch, or roll them over to the next event.

Recipients sign up here

Donors sign up here

Buy Gift Vouchers (click on box in top right corner)

Autograph Send-In-Service

In addition! There's some news on Autographs for the convention! The con will be offering the chance to order one of the photos from the event photo studio (which is the only place they'll be available-- Or, people can send in something (as long as it fits in a poster tube or a4 envelope) to have signed and then returned to them (for those who have specific art or prints they want signed)!

Source: Amy / Siren Events Discord

= Fan Spotlight =

= Our Flag Means Fanfiction =

New Episode of Our Flag Means Fanfiction! This time around is our favorite badass one handed boss, Jackie! Check it out on Spotify or your favorite podcast platform!

Source: OFMFF's Instagram

== Love Notes ==

Hey there lovelies! I've missed you! I'll be working on doing a lot of catch up over the next week or so now that taxes are finally done! Tonight I just want to remind every single one of you how well you're doing. Shit is hard right now. So hard. We are experiencing things we never thought we would, and yet here you are, still here, and I'm so very proud of you for that. You are still here and that means so much to me and everyone else. That being said, please oh please take some time for you. Whatever you need to recharge some of your battery. Read a book, listen to your favorite song or album on loop, dance around your living room in your underwear, eat something tasty you enjoy, cuddle with your fur-family, hug your favorite person, visit your favorite place! I know that that's not always possible for everyone, so If you're not able to for any reason, please take some time tomorrow to close your eyes and imagine some of those things you love. Sit with the in your mind and enjoy them there for even just a few minutes. Our imaginations can change our brain chemistry-- and it can actually help with our anxiety.

Anything you can do for you-- do it! We need things to remind us of how good the world can be. Of the love and sillyness that's here, and that as bad as shit is, we can still poke our heads into happiness once in a while. Anyway, I'm rambling sorry... I hope you are hanging in there, and getting any ounce of rest you can Crew. Stay safe out there <3

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[singingkestrel]

Horizon Forbidden West machine headshots compilation 1/5.

I wanted to do a summary of my headshots (not including tallnecks, which had their own compilation already) coz I think they look pretty good en masse. One or two machines are technically missing from my collection (grimhorn and specter prime) but neither are available to snap post-game (and I'm not yet mentally prepared for playthrough #4). Hopefully you'll forgive me.

Anyway, here we go. These are in no particular order, but I did pair them up according to some strange connections my brain made.

Skydrifter - Leaplasher (team irksome)

Redeye watcher - Clawstrider (team sunset)

Sunwing - Waterwing (team flappy bird)

Plowhorn - Clamberjaw (team redwood)

Rockbreaker - Bellowback (team firestarter)

[fallenrockstars]

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Please read the info below and spread the word, I’ll also include their commission and donation info down below.

My mutual Kair is a disabled parent who recently lost their housing and had to raise finances via GoFundMe to urgently relocate— which unfortunately caused them to lose their food stamp benefits for the time being due to the sudden influx of income, despite the funds going directly into housing and not being held onto. Needless to say, dealing with the instability of these basic core needs being met through no fault of your own is devastating to juggle.

Until they’re able to potentially resolve their case and regain their benefits, money is going to be very tight and they could seriously use help feeding themself and their child.

I know a lot of people see fundraisers like this and feel wary because they don’t know the person behind the screen, but please be assured Kair and I have been mutuals for some time now and are a trustworthy person, and I can tell you they’ve been through the wringer and genuinely deserve anything y’all can send their way

If you’re interested in grabbing a commission feel free to check out their offerings on Twitter and hit them up via email ponycidecommissions@gmail.com

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[capturely12]

The Power of Professional Business Headshots: Elevating Your Brand and Career

In today's highly competitive business world, your online presence is more critical than ever. One key element that can upgrade your professional image is a top-quality business headshot. Whether for LinkedIn, your company headshots, or any other professional platform, it creates an immediate and lasting impression. This article delves into professional business headshots and their effect on your career and businesses, as well as guidelines for making an impactful headshot that says a lot about your brand.

Why Professional Business Headshots Matter

A business headshot is more than just a photo. It is a reflection of your professional persona, one that speaks volumes even before you utter a word. Here's why a professional headshot is so important:

1. First impressions count

Your headshot will likely be the first thing potential clients, employers, or business partners see of you. Whether it's on your LinkedIn profile or your company's "About Us" page, a professional image conveys credibility and trustworthiness. According to studies, people are more likely to engage with someone they feel is approachable and competent. A well-composed, high-quality headshot sets the stage for a great first impression.

2. Building Trust and Credibility

In the digital age, we often form first impressions with our eyes. A well-taken professional business headshot communicates the idea that you take what you do seriously and make an effort to present yourself in an attractive, respectable manner. The opposite is true of poor, taken photos such as selfie pictures or low-resolution ones. A clean, crisp confident image signals professionalism, crucial when building trust with your clients, colleagues, and prospects.

3. Consistency Across Platforms

In today's interconnected world, we use multiple digital platforms to connect with others, from LinkedIn and personal websites to social media and professional networks. A unified, professional headshot across all platforms helps establish a cohesive personal brand. Having a consistent, high-quality image reinforces your identity and enhances your visibility, making it easier for others to recognise and remember you.

4. Making a Stronger Connection

Humans are wired to make connections based on visual cues. When potential clients or employers can see your face clearly, they are likely to feel a sense of familiarity and connection. A professional headshot puts a face to your name, which can help build rapport and make communication more personal. This connection can be critical in making networking opportunities more successful and in forging stronger business relationships.

5. Reflecting Your Brand Identity

Your business headshot is a direct reflection of your brand. Whether you are a corporate executive, entrepreneur, or freelancer, your photo should align with the values and tone of your business. A well-executed headshot not only highlights your professionalism but can also convey your personality, work ethic, and approachability. For example, a lawyer might opt for a more formal, conservative headshot, while a creative entrepreneur might choose a more relaxed, casual look to reflect their innovative spirit.

Tips for Creating the Perfect Business Headshot

Creating an impactful business headshot requires more than just snapping a picture. Here are some important tips to ensure that your headshot captures the essence of your professionalism and aligns with your brand:

1. Engage a Professional Photographer

Taking the selfie yourself or asking a photographer in the office to snap you with his camera will just not make the difference if you have a professional photo shooter. A professional knows exactly how to light your head, frame you properly and catch angles that reveal all the best features in the face. They may even coach and help with styling, letting you be relaxed during shooting and still feel confident.

2. Wear the Appropriate Attire

What you wear for your business headshot should reflect your industry and the image you want to convey. For corporate professionals, you would probably go for classic clothing like a suit or blazer in neutral colours. In creative fields, you can choose something a little more relaxed or trendy, but still very polished. Avoid anything too flashy, with too many patterns, or big logos because it could easily take attention away from your face and the message you're trying to get across.

3. Ensure Proper Lighting

Lighting is one of the main elements in a photograph, but for headshots, it's particularly critical. The best light to use is usually natural as it produces a soft effect and makes one look quite flattering. A professional headshot photographer will know where to position you so that all your features come out in the photograph. Avoid sharp or overhead lighting since it could make unflattering shadows on your face. It's also essential that your face be well-lit to communicate approachability and confidence.

4. Mind your posture and expression

Your posture and facial expression speak volumes about your personality and professionalism. When you stand or sit up straight, you are likely to look confident and in authority. When it comes to your expression, look for a natural smile or even a neutral, approachable expression. Overly exaggerated smiles or frowns will make you appear less approachable or less serious. In general, a relaxed, confident smile is the best choice for a business headshot.

5. Consider the Background

The background of your headshot should not compete with you but rather complement the image. A clean, simple background is ideal and must not compete with your clothing or face for attention. If you are shooting in an office setting, the blurred background of bookshelves or plants can give the photo a professional touch without detracting from your image. Outdoor shots can also work well if the background is uncluttered and neutral.

6. Show Your Personality

While professionalism is the primary concern, your business headshot is also a chance to show a little bit of your personality. This is particularly relevant if your job requires creativity or establishing personal connections. For instance, a slight smile, an open posture, or even how you dress can convey a lot about your personality. So, if you work in a creative field, go ahead and add elements of your style to the shot.

7. Update Your Headshot Periodically

Your professional image is not static. As your career evolves and your brand shifts, it's important to update your headshot to reflect these changes. A headshot that was taken five years ago may no longer represent who you are today, especially if you've experienced significant professional growth or change. A current headshot ensures that you are presenting the best version of yourself.

The Impact of Business Headshots on Career Advancement

A professional business headshot is not just about looking good; it is about career success. A great headshot will open doors, boost your confidence, and enhance how people perceive your brand.

1. Improved Networking: A professional photo will make you stand out at networking events, whether in person or online. It makes others remember you and makes it easier for them to approach you.

2. Better Job Opportunities: Hiring managers and recruiters often browse through LinkedIn profiles before deciding to reach out to candidates. A good headshot increases the chances of getting considered for a role since it signals professionalism and preparedness.

3. More Business Opportunities: For entrepreneurs and business owners, a professional headshot on your website, social media, and marketing materials can convey trustworthiness and expertise. It helps potential clients feel more confident in working with you.

Conclusion

At Capturely, we specialize in creating high-quality, professional business headshots that elevate your brand and make a lasting impression. Whether you're a corporate executive, entrepreneur, or freelancer, our expert photographers know how to capture your best features in a way that conveys professionalism, confidence, and approachability. With a focus on tailored lighting, composition, and styling, Capturely ensures your headshot aligns with your industry and personal brand, helping you stand out in a crowded professional world. Trust us to deliver images that not only reflect who you are but also set you up for success in your career and business endeavours.

[crashingstar69]

Suddenly, a flurry of motion on the screen caught their eyes. Two figures emerged from the shadows, swords drawn and ready to strike. It was Carnig and Nick, their avatars flawlessly slicing through the enemy ranks. The monster that had been causing them so much trouble was now surrounded, its digital lifebar flashing ominously.

Carnig' avatar looked over at Nick's, a wide grin plastered across his digital face. "Thanks for sticking to the plan," he exclaimed in his cheerful voice, sounding genuinely surprised.

Nick's avatar, not one to be outdone, shrugged nonchalantly. "Yeah, I know. Im fucking awesome." His smugness was palpable, even in the virtual world.

Carnig couldn't help but roll his eyes at Nick's bravado, but the grin on his face remained, showing he took no real offense. He knew Nick was just playing up his usual act. "You're only awesome when you actually listen," he teased, sheathing his sword as the monster fell.

Noah, on the other hand, was utterly flabbergasted. He stared at the screen, his mouth agape. "What the shit?" He exclaimed, his eyes darting between Brent and the two new arrivals. "How did you two pull that off?"

Carnig chuckled, his avatar's chest puffing out with pride. "A little coordination and a lot of skill," he said, winking at the camera. Nick's avatar nodded in agreement, though his smirk suggested he had a slightly different interpretation of events.

"Well, I'll be," Noah murmured, his voice a mix of amazement and frustration. He had been so focused on his own antics that he hadn't noticed their friends sneaking up on them. "How long have you two been there?"

Brent smirked, not taking his eyes off the screen. "Long enough to see you almost get us killed," he replied, his voice still holding a hint of amusement. "But you did well, considering."

Noah's cheeks grew redder, his stutter more pronounced as the reality of his earlier distractions set in. "I-I'm sorry," he managed to get out, his gaze flicking nervously between Brent and the game.

Brent's expression softened slightly. "It's fine," he said, his tone a mix of playfulness and authority. "But next time, let's stick to the plan, okay?" He ruffled Noah's hair, the affectionate gesture bringing a sheepish smile to the older man's face.

Carnig looked up at Nick, his gaze playful. "Just kiss already," he quipped, watching the two in front of them with a smirk.

Nick rolled his eyes, his avatar doing the same. "We're in the middle of a game," he said, but the way he said it suggested that the idea wasn't entirely unwelcome.

Noah and Brent looked at each other, their faces reddening as they shouted in unison, "What?" The room was filled with their laughter, breaking the tension that had been building in the game. They turned their heads back to the screen, their eyes wide with disbelief.

"Come on, you guys," Carnig said, his avatar's cheeks reddening slightly. "It was just a joke." But the glint in his eye suggested he enjoyed the reaction he got.

Brent's smirk grew into a full-blown smile. "You're just jealous because you don't have someone to boss around in your games," he shot back, not missing a beat as he dispatched another enemy with a well-placed headshot.

Noah's stutter returned in full force, his eyes wide as saucers. "I-I'm not b-being bossed around!" He protested, his avatar ducking behind a digital pillar to avoid a volley of arrows.

"Oh really?" Brent's smirk grew wider as he glanced at Noah. "Then why are you sticking so close to me?"

"B-Because you know where all the good loot is!" Noah yelled back, his voice a mix of annoyance and excitement as they approached the next obstacle.

Brent chuckled, the sound echoing through their headsets. "That's what you think," he said, his avatar suddenly veering off to the left, leading them down a narrow, unexplored path. "Let's see how you fare on your own for a bit."

Noah's eyes widened in surprise, and he stumbled over his words. "W-wait, Brent, don't leave me!" His avatar scurried after Brent's, the gap between them growing wider.

2/?

Vernias and Nick are the biggest King of Soph shippers prove me wrong.

Them saving Brent and Eevee's asses just to then say that they should kiss? Iconic.

BRENT RUFFLING SOPHIST'S HAIIIIIIIIIIR THAT IMAGE IS SO CUTE TO MEEEEEEEEE AND LEAVING HIM ALL FLUSTERED?!??!

"You're just jealous because you don't have someone to boss around" Is crazy though like you're not even going to hide the fact you're the dom of the relationship?

"I'm not being bossed around!" Yes you are Eevee, you're the sum of the two and you have to deal with it/lh

I wanna read moreeeeeeee aaaaaaa

[backtothe99]

(18Trip Translation) Tao Kinouchi SR: Welcome to Prison Island - This is how you get hyperfixated

Title: Literally means 'This is the entrance to the swamp', 沼 (swamp) is also a slang term originating in the mid 2010s which means you get addicted to some kind of media and can't get out of it. So, uh, hyperfixation? lol

Part 1

Location: HAMA House West Room

Chihiro: We have tomorrow off, so TaoTao, let's play Anigun like we promised tonight!

Tao: This is my first time playing a Full Dive FPS…

Chihiro: It's pretty much the same thing as mahorova, so you don't need to worry so much. It's okies ☆

Tao: mahorova?

Chihiro: Wuzzat? You've never logged in that?

Chihiro: It's a virtual space on the net— It's probs easier to experience firsthand than explain~

Chihiro: Alrightie, first we gotta put a patch behind your ear—

Tao: Alright.

Tao: It can measure brain waves and observe movements like this? That's pretty awesome.

Tao: (Things sure have improved since the era of polygon games where you'd put a metal rod in your shoulder if your arm broke.)

Chihiro: All done with the patch? Now you gotta pick an Animal to play as! (1)

Tao: Each animal’s got its own set of abilities and skills, and also different fighting styles, right?

Chihiro: Yeah. Chii always uses the cat. The Field Trickster ☆

Tao: (So Chihiro focuses on speed… In that case, I think a type that can switch between defense and offense depending on the situation would have the advantage over him.)

Tao: (What should I do? Since it's my first playthrough, going with a balanced type and seeing how things progress would be a safe bet…)

Tao: I'll… go with this bear.

Tao: (It's power-focused with high HP stats. Seems suitable for both DPS and tanking.)

Chihiro: You chose carefully~ Nice~! Looks like I won't need to go easy on you ♪

Chihiro: Round 1! GL~ Game Start!!

[Flashing]

Tao: (The scenery's changing…)

Tao: (I'm entering the game's world—)

Part 2

[Flashing]

Tao: Ah… Damn, I lost! You really are strong, Chihiro.

Chihiro: You're strong too, TaoTao! It was your first time playing, but you did real good ♪

Chihiro: You're a gamer through and through. If we keep going at it, Chii might lose…?

Tao: Should we try this multiplayer mode next time, instead of the training grounds? We can play against other users, right?

Chihiro: OFC! Let's co-op as a duo next ♪

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Tao: … We lost. Sorry, I wasn't much help.

Chihiro: No probs! Chii's just enjoying this without caring if we're winning or losing.

Chihiro: TaoTao… Are you having fun?

Tao: I'm having lots of fun. Actually, we should try again.

Chihiro: Okies. For hardcore gamers, the real challenge’s at the top ♪

Tao: Alright– Let's go!!

-

Tao: Ah~Damn it, we lost! One more time!

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Tao: I totally messed up my aim… Damn. And we were so close, too… One more time!

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Tao: O-One more time! I'm really feeling it now...!

Chihiro: W-We're still going!? It's gonna be morning soon, y’know?

Tao: Is it already that late… Sorry for dragging you with me, Chihiro. You can go to sleep, I'll go solo for a while.

Chihiro: You sure...? Chii's heading to sleep first, then. Good night~

Tao: Good night. Thanks for hanging out with me.

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Chihiro: *yawn*~ Morning… Woah, you're still playing!?

Tao: Morning. I'm starting to get the hang of it. I don't wanna forget what this feeling's like.

Chihiro: Th-That so? I'm glad you're that into it, but still…

Chihiro: Chii's done with breakfast, so I'm going shopping.

Tao: Mhmm. Stay safe.

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Chihiro: I’m home~

Chihiro: Y-You're still playing!?

Tao: Damn, this guy's good! I'll show you…!!

Chihiro: You've been playing all this time. Isn't it about time for a break?

Tao: I've finally gotten used to the controls, and I'm getting the hang of shooting… Eat that headshot!

Chihiro: Hey, have you eaten? Aren't you hungry?

Tao: Not at all.

[Stomach growling]

Chihiro: Nopes, your stomach's growling.

Chihiro: You gotta put something in your body… That's it!

Chihiro: I've got the tapioca drink Raitin gave me as a gift~

Chihiro: (I'll just hold it up to TaoTao's mouth—)

Chihiro: He drank it all before I could even say “Thirsty?”! Didn't even bat an eye!!

Chihiro: Is… His body seeking the nutrition!?

Tao: Anigun… Is so fun… I wanna keep playing till I die…

Chihiro: Hey TaoTao, let's take a break! Pretty please!

Tao: Shotgun secured— Oraoraora, eat lead!!

Chihiro: You'll starve and die, TaoTaoooo~~!!

NOTES: (1) this gets lost in translation, but chihiro makes to say animals in katakana as an english loanword and then corrects himself and says it in japanese, tao then repeats the japanese word. hence the difference in capitalization