#was like 6 months long at the absolute maximum

[fuckyeahisawthat]

Yeah it can't be much more than a year between the start of Part One and the end of Part Two (which looking at the notes is I think what op meant).

Terrible purpose sure ages a mf.

i think that some people don’t see exactly how drastically paul changes from part one to part two compared to the book. at least from what the movies make it out to be, the gap from the first movie to part two is roughly a year, maybe more. in the book, however, there is a three year period where paul undergoes all the changes that only happened between the two movies. despite the book’s timeline, i think that denis is able to perfectly encapsulate all of these little changes that build paul’s character arch from a boy on caladan to the emperor of the known universe and a religious figurehead to the fremen.

[project-sekai-facts]

Pre-broadcast station commentary

The next broadcast station will be held on the 27th, featuring Chiruriin, Jiena, Itoken, and Minoringo. The guest during the VOCALOID Music SEKAI segment this time will be Shishi Shishi.

Rotation 4 is nearly done and only has one event left, that being Ena's 4th event! We can definitely expect her event to be announced on stream. Her event will be 2DMV and the rateup at the very least should feature Mizuki. Hopefully pure attribute so Niigo can finally get a pure vsinger 4* card.

That said, there will be one other event too! Since Chiruriin is here, I'm tempted to say it will be for Saki, but Ichika works too I guess if there's any card distribution issues.

For the 3.5 mixed event... well Akito not getting a card at all on concerto seems to pretty much confirm him for the event. This happened to Mizuki back in December. As for the other cards, there's surprisingly few people it could be. The 5 most likely characters are Akito (likely the banner character), Airi, Saki, Honami, and KAITO (mmj or n25). Miku (vbs or mmj) also works if clpl doesn't care about vsinger lim balance. Rui and Nene work too, but it's pretty much confirmed that Tsukasa and Emu are the fes cards, so is clpl cruel enough to put 3 of 4 wxs members on lim rateup 8 days after wxs lim rateup? I think Akito/Airi/Saki is most likely, with mmj kaito as the vsinger card.

And for April lim, I actually have an idea already. April's lim slot has consistently been unit lims. Every year. Here's the thing though: like with 3.5, there's barely any units that actually work. It won't be niigo because of Ena4 being the same month. It can't be MMJ because 3/4 of their members are maxed for lims (and if airi's on 3.5 you can make that 4/4). It's incredibly likely that either Saki or Honami will be lim on 3.5, which puts you with 3/4 being maxed for lims (plus the chances of saki5). WxS in theory works with Nene/Rui/Luka lineup, but you hit a snag with the fact they already have 4/6 vsinger lims.

If April is a limited unit event, it will probably be for VBS. There's some other evidence to back this up too, namely the fact it kinda has to be An/Toya limited if it does happen. Akito 3.5 will max him out for lims, Kohane had valentines recently but long enough that it could justify her getting a lim. However we know already that An and Toya have already gone more than a year without lims, the absolute maximum time to go without a lim (as of posting) is 15 months, 15 months after white day Toya puts him on the wedding banner, and he already has a wedding card. He has to be april limited unless colopale hates him lmao. And obviously, An works for the banner card and also has gone ages without a lim. Luka, Rin or Miku could work as a vsinger card.

This stream will also reveal the songs for the 3.5 anniversary vsinger song campaign, as well as possibly give us a sneak peek of this year's april fools prank.

[kitthepurplepotato]

Week 6 Part 1 - Sorry / Welcome to the Shouto-bus! 🚌

Summary: Midoriya works two weeks in a row and Y/N is worried. Y/N meets Midoriya’s friends. The adventure starts NOW!

Warnings: Swear words, a hint of suggestiveness if you squint.

First Part Master List

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Deku did not come home last week. At all.

You are not going to lie, it’s starting to bother you; it’s not really about you missing him, even though you definitely miss him every day but about his own personal health; he might be a hero but he’s also a human being and working almost two weeks without a single day off or at least 8 hours of sleep must take a toll on his body by now, making his missions much more dangerous.

With that said, today is his last shift before his three days off, so you decide to wait for him; you are sure he’s going to come back half dead and you really want to make him look into the mirror to prove your point.

It’s 11PM when he stumbles in through the door, which is quite early for him, but still, not a normal time to come home after leaving at bloody 5AM.

“Midoriya Izuku.” You stand in front of the hero with a serious face; he looks just as bad as you thought he will, his costume is full of holes, his skin is dirty, his hair is a mess and his face is pale and tired.

“Nice to see you too…” he mumbles grumpily, not even looking at you as he makes his way to his room.

“I’m worried!” You yell so he can hear it through the door, your heart beating out of your chest from anxiety. Your words are being ignored once again, the shower laughing at you mockingly as Midoriya turns it on and tunes you out completely.

“That was really rude, Midoriya.” You yell again and run into your room, slamming your door with a loud bang; you are really thankful for not sharing a wall with a neighbor.

You give up on your plans completely as you wrap yourself in your sheets like a burrito, ready to ignore the whole word while your heart breaks into thousand small pieces.

You just wanted him to know you care. You just wanted to hug him and tell him to take care of himself.

Loving a hero really fucking sucks.

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Needless to say, you are way too winded up to actually sleep. It feels like you’ve been tossing and turning for an eternity but it probably wasn’t even that long; 30 minutes, maximum of 45, at least that’s what your phone says when you look at it. You are supposed to go camping tomorrow and you were so excited about it until now, but by the look of it, it would be better for you to cancel; these people deserve to rest and the last thing they need is the awkwardness that comes with you and Midoriya being in the same space after a fight, if you can even call it that; being ignored is probably worse than being yelled at, in your opinion. Yes, you are just a stupidly lucky fangirl living with her favorite hero but you definitely did not deserve the silent treatment.

“Are you up?” Midoriya whispers through the closed door, his voice full of guilt.

“No.” You answer begrudgingly, way too hurt to be reasonable. No one can blame you really, you’ve been spoiled to death for a month, then got shat on, out of the blue.

“Y/N, I’m sorry… please let me in.” He begs, his broken voice making you feel terrible about your behavior. You sigh and let your anger fade away; there is no reason for you to act this way. It’s stupid and childish, and definitely not something the hero needs when he comes home after being away for two weeks.

“Okay.” You mumble, your voice barely audible, but it’s just enough for Midoriya to barge in through the door and kneel in front of your bed to bow.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry, that was absolutely uncalled for, I was just so excited to see you but then you looked at me like I’m a piece of shit and… You were scary! I didn’t mean to sound so rude but I was so disappointed in that moment! I can’t sleep knowing I hurt you, please…” Midoriya mumbles, his head constantly banging the floor as he bows over and over.

“Hey, stop, you’ll hurt yourself.” You move your arms out to stop his head, and apparently that’s all you had to do for Midoriya to actually stop; he moves his head under your palm, waiting to be pet like a fucking dog starving for attention. When you ruffle his messy, wet curls, a tiny sniff leaves his mouth; in only a few seconds he’s up from the floor and up on your bed, his head hidden in the crook of your neck; personal space be damned, pro hero Deku is in your bed, basically on the top of you. This is how you die. This is way too much for your little heart. He smells amazing and his skin is still damp from the shower and it’s just too much and too soon and…

“Let’s not ever do that again, okay?” He mumbles into your neck, his breath hot against your skin and you can’t help the tiny whimper leaving your mouth.

“It’s okay, Midoriya, let’s sleep okay? We need to wake up early tomorrow.” You try your best to sound coherent and not like your ovaries are on fire under the greenette’s weight, probably failing miserably at it, but knowing how oblivious Midoriya is to your ‘more-than-friendly’ affections, you probably managed to get away with it for now. You kinda start to understand why is Katsuki so done with his shenanigans; this guy might be the best hero in Japan but he is absolutely unaware of everything around him when it comes to his personal life. You are quite sure there is a neon sign on your forehead right now saying “I’m in love with your stupid ass” yet he is blissfully ignoring it.

“Can I sleep here tonight?”

… no.

Nope.

He did not say that. He definitely did not say that. He’s not THAT oblivious, is he?! He can’t think it’s acceptable for two roommates to share bed without a proper reason.

“Yeah, we can swap rooms if you can’t fall asleep in yours.” You answer as Midoriya plops down on the other side of the bed, laughing.

“You are so silly.” He fucking GIGGLES and makes himself comfortable; one arm on your belly, one leg over your knees.

Am I a fucking joke to you, dear writer? Do you want me to die an early death?!

Also, what is this nonsense?! This is unrealistic, excuse me?!

“I missed you, Sweet Pea. So much.” Midoriya mumbles, his head back in the usual place, buried in your hair and giving you a heart attack.

Why.

Why is this happening and how are you supposed to say no when he sighs and melts into your side like he belongs there?! How are you supposed to tell him this is way past the friend-zone?! How are you supposed to tell him to go back to his room when he pulls you close, and OH MY GOD HE JUST KISSED YOUR NECK. Like proper kissed it, open mouthed and wet and so fucking good?! His lips were so soft and he did it with so much affection, it made your whole body tingle in a really not friendly way?!

… get your shit together, woman.

“I’m sorry, that was an accident.” He moves away, letting you breathe for a few moments.

HOW DO YOU KISS SOMEONE’S NECK BY ACCIDENT?! HOW?!

“How?!” You say out loud; you are quite sure your face is about to explode so thank god there is barely any light in the room right now.

“Well, it just felt l-like the r-right thing to do?” He stutters while he hides his face with his arms.

“So it wasn’t an accident then.” You mumble, out of your mind.

“I’m… going back to room.” Izuku skedaddles out of the bed and stumbles to the door; he opens it and makes his way back to his room but not before he rambles “Good Night, I love you.”

Good night…

I LOVE YOU?!

“Oh my god, I did not mean to say that out loud, oh my god this is so awkward.” The door closes but the mumbles continues. “Oh my god, why am I like this, why can’t I just shut up, goodamnit Midoriya Izuku, get your shit together, what are you doing?!”

Another door opens and closes and the mumble dies down; you lay on your bed, dead inside, trying your best to make sense of the last few minutes, but you can’t come up with an acceptable explanation other than Midoriya has to be quirked.

Oh well. You will ask about his day tomorrow.

Now, you just need to take breath… then another….

“I love you too, you fucking weirdo!” You yell from the top of your lungs while laughing like a maniac; this is the stupidest fanfiction you’ve ever read. This is just ridiculous.

Fuck’s sake, you really need to sleep.

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Helpless, oblivious fuck: Guys…

Kacchan: Don’t.

Helpless, oblivious fuck: I kissed her neck, told her I love her and then I ran away.

Shitty hair: I’m out of words.

Kacchan: Did she say anything?

Helpless, oblivious fuck: she called me out on it then she laughed. Oh, and she said she loves me too while laughing her cute little ass off.

Shitty hair: … conclusion?

Helpless, oblivious fuck: I messed up and she hates me now.

Kacchan changed Midoriya’s name to “Lost Cause.”

Kacchan blocked “Lost Cause”.

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Shouto’s “mini” bus… is huge.

You are not sure why are they even calling it a mini bus; it has 18 fucking seats, goddamnit!

The fact that the hero randomly decided to get a special driving license for buses just to be able to drive his friends around for camping is absolutely adorable though. It’s the last thing you would’ve thought Todoroki Shouto would do. This revelation would probably break the fucking internet.

The bus is metallic black with dark burgundy details, and while it is indeed just a mini bus it looks shockingly expensive. When Shouto opens the door, a bunch of eyes stare back at you from the inside; Uravity, Froppy, Cellophane, Mina and Jirou are ganged up at the back, Ingenium and Creati are sitting at the front, next to the drivers seat, Bakugou and Kirishima are in their own world, sitting next to each other around the middle of the bus, Kaminari doesn’t look like he decided where to actually sit yet as he is standing awkwardly between the two gangs, looking at them both. Shinsou is also here, trying his best to blend into the furniture, hoping no one will notice his existence. When Kaminari’s looks at him he averts his eyes and puts his massive headphones on to make his intention to stay alone obvious. What a heartbreaking moment for poor Kaminari-kun.

When you two get on, the group attacks you right away; everyone is yelling over each other to introduce themselves, all hyped up in these early hours of the morning. Midoriya smiles next to you, even though the awkwardness from yesterday is still obviously there and he’s just about to make his way to the front-gang when you grab his hands aggressively; awkward or not, you are way too overwhelmed to stay alone with all these new people. There is a surprised expression on his face but he doesn’t try to go away anymore; he snuggles close, hand squeezing yours and your anxiety flies out of the small, open window, letting you enjoy the moment again.

After the introductions, Shouto clears his throat, making the whole gang go silent. This really is a school trip. There is a weird rumble coming from one of the empty seats, which makes you feel a bit weird, but you decide not to comment on it for now; it’s probably just the wind.

“Now that everyone is here, let’s go through the attendance list!” Shouto stands in the middle of the bus; yes, the bus is tall enough for these massive heroes to stand in; and goes through everyone’s names one by one. When he gets to the end of the name list, Kirishima moans about not being able to bring his friend, Suneater, but Katsuki tells him he wouldn’t have come anyway. Savage.

“Let’s all sit down now, we will have enough time in the woods to get to know our new addition to the family!” Iida chimes in.

“Let’s not overwhelm her on the first day, okay?” Momo adds with a tiny smile pointed at you; you already like her. A lot.

The gang sits down, Kaminari ends up with the back-gang, Midoriya and you sit at the front with the “teachers”; Momo starts a light conversation about work, telling funny stories from her last mission while Midoriya dozes off on your shoulder, still tired from the two weeks of work. No one comments on the closeness of the two of you, but you know it’s only the matter of time; someone will certainly point it out after a few pints of beer. After an hour, Shinsou sneaks closer, probably sensing the comfortable vibe around the group and adds his own little mission-story about a guy with fifteen noses all over his body. You can’t help but giggle, shaking the poor green man out of his slumber.

“Sorry.” You mumble while you play with his hair to soothe him. He doesn’t say anything coherent just grumbles and snuggles closer, melting into your touch. A fond smile appears on your face as the hero’s tiny snores fill the air around you; Momo looks at you questioningly but she tries her best not to ask the question sitting on the tip of her tongue; you are thankful, but at the same time you feel bad for them so you decide to speak up about it. Jirou also sneaks over to your group, overwhelmed by Mina’s loudness and sits down on the other side of you then pops her head on your other shoulder in a silent support.

“You know… I was a massive fan of him when I moved in.” You admit. “Kyouka didn’t tell me who am I moving in with and I was in a pickle so I went along with it; I trust Jirou with my life, she’s been my friend for ages. I had a life-sized cardboard cutout of him tucked under my armpit when I met him for the first time.” You giggle awkwardly, making Shinsou giggle as well; apparently he’s a sucker for awkward stories. “I still feel bad sometimes, you know… I feel like I don’t deserve his trust, I’m terrified to make a mistake but he’s relentless. I wanted to keep a distance, but I clearly failed.” A self-deprecating giggle leaves your mouth.

“But you don’t see him as pro hero Deku anymore.” Momo speaks up, looking straight into your eyes. “There are no fangirl-sparkles in your eyes, Y/N, what I see is fondness. And I’ve never seen Midoriya looking at someone like that before. Whatever this is, it’s a good thing. And I’m happy it’s you. You are sweet, funny and cute and fit into our little group perfectly.” Momo’s knowing smile make you feel jiggly all over; you can sense the misunderstanding in the air.

“Momo, w-we are not…” you are just about to mumble out a bunch of nonsense but Jirou stops you.

“Y/N I love you and I understand this is all new to you but if you say there’s nothing brewing between you two I will throw you out of the window.”

“He’s literally sitting right here!” You whisper aggressively but your words are met with nothing but a smirk.

“OI, Zuku!” Jirou yells, making the half-asleep greenette pop his head up from your shoulders. “I have a guy I want Y/N to meet, is that okay? He said Y/N is really cute and wants to go on a date with her.”

Midoriya visibly tenses next to you, his hands snaking around your waist protectively as he stares at Jirou with pale face and dark eyes. He pulls you closer with one swift move, still staring at Jirou with murderously.

“I do not own Y/N, why are you asking me?” Midoriya retorts, but his body is literally shaking from the pent up stress.

Jirou looks at Momo and says “I told you so.” and changes the topic to something else; Midoriya doesn’t dare to snooze anymore, he listens intently to every single word with his arms around your waist. You have no idea what just happened, to be honest.

“You wanna go… on that date?” Izuku whispers into your ears, making you shiver.

“I’m not a fan of blind dates, so no.” You answer honestly. “I’m not looking for a relationship. I’m happy with what we’ve got. I’m happy now and I don’t need anything else.” You smile at him and you can’t miss the way he looks down at your lips and back up to your eyes then to your lips again as the whole world stops spinning for you two.

“Oh my god, you two are insufferable.” Katsuki chimes in and sits down at the front, Uravity right in his toes.

“I feel like I really came at the wrong time.” Uraraka scratches the back of her head awkwardly as she plops down next to the explosive blonde.

“It’s always the wrong time with them.” Katsuki grumbles, looking at you two with resentment.

“Kacchan!” Midoriya hides his face in your neck in embarrassment and you are not even phased by his actions anymore; it’s so funny to think about how flustered you were in the first few weeks yet here you are now, barely even bothered by Midoriya’s snuggles.

“We are here!” Shouto stops the bus; Uraraka moans about her not being able to join the gossip but she makes her way out of the bus, albeit reluctantly.

Let’s do this! - you hype yourself up as you step out into the forest, surrounded by nothing but green grass and massive trees with your favorite hero by your side.

Next Part!

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Potato ramble:

- Wow, Deku really went for it, didn’t he?! I’m just as surprised as you are, to be honest. I don’t think he realized how suggestive that was and don’t forget that he was extremely sleep-deprived, so his walls were down completely, just enjoying to be able to be around you after not seeing you for so long.

- Btw week 6 will have at least 5 parts, I’m sorry. You’ll really enjoy them though, there is so much happening in the next few chapters! You two definitely get even closer to each other on this trip… Khm.

- Daily shopaholic potato update: this is the last update as I feel like this is getting out of hand on my side 😂 so instead of telling you about all the funkos I bought this week I will tell you a funny story instead. So I’ve been on a shopping spree to get some elegant stuff for an engagement party so I went into TK MAXX. (if you don’t know the store, it’s full of fancy (branded) but cheap clothing, mostly shopped by older people. Everyone thinks I’m weird for loving it, but I certainly do lol) I just passed by the children’s section and… I found this. How did this end up in TK MAXX? Don’t ask me.

Taglist: @porusuniverse @stickygumchewer @sixxze @mily-moo @momothemasocist @aymasakusa @sky179ler @kastuari @kenzie-deadly @shiviwrites07 @lukerycyja-reblogs @cloroxisadelectabletreat

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[sleep-deprivedracoon]

JJK Manga leaks - Heavy spoilers ahead.

Please do not read below the cut if you do not wish to be spoiled.

These are for chapter 237.

I repeat do not read below the cut if you do not wish to be spoiled.

The pacing of this arc has got me so anxious tbh. It's gotten to a point where people cannot even predict where the plot would head towards and I like it to be honest. It's refreshing (traumatizing) that something isn't predictable even though it follows certain Shonen manga tropes. JJK is such an outlier Shonen. This is a long read, I apologize in advance.

After reading the leaks, I have some thoughts and I have listed them below -

1. Gojo’s death seems kinda pointless right now with Sukuna's reincarnation and reverting to his true form. He literally healed all the damage done by the Hollow Purple. Gojo probably is gone for good and I have slowly come to terms with that. But I need to know what Sukuna's reincarnation to his true form implies for Megumi. From how Twitter and Reddit is reacting, it seems like Megumi also is gone for good now. Everyone clowns on Gojo for being hated by Gege but I truly think Gege hates Megumi the most. Poor baby cannot seem to be catching a break.

2. The fact that we don't see Gojo's body anymore worries me. The fact that we still haven't seen any of our remaining characters react/process Gojo's death also worries me. Worries me because it is giving me copium again and I just have started to accept Gojo's death 🙃

3. We now know Kashimo is going to die when he runs out of CE because he yeeted his human form to fight Sukuna. So Kashimo is not making it out alive in Kashimo vs Sukuna. I atleast hope he damages Sukuna enough for the rest to jump on Sukuna but I doubt that will happen (explained more in detail towards the end)

4. We finally get crumbs of Sukuna's backstory. He was an unwanted child (if the fan translation is believed to be right. I am still going to wait for an official translation because last time the fan translation made us all hope about Gojo's revival way more than it was hinted.). Knowing Gege, I think this is the maximum we will get to know about Sukuna before he became the king of curses. Gege once mentioned in an interview that Sukuna was beyond help and was pure evil. I mean this dude has Uruame cook humans for him. So I don't think Gege is going to give us a tragic backstory for Sukuna.

5. Also Kashimo's line about Sukuna's strength reminds me of Geto and Gojo's KFC breakup line.

6. Hakari vs Uruame. Let's fucking gooooooooo! Beat their ass Hakari!!! I am betting on Hakari winning this. The good guys desperately need this win. Please Gege, just be merciful on us for once.

7. We still don't know what Kenjaku is up to (stay the fuck away from Gojo's body you slimy fiend).

I honestly still do find it weird that Gege chose this route of let's kill the strongest character because he is a roadblock by creating an almost omnipotent character that is absolutely insane and a master strategist. At this point someone will have to turn into Buddha themselves to take Sukuna down. I think the last win we had (if we do not consider Gojo unboxing as a win and the culling games win) was with Yuji and Todo. And Todo retired/left? (I don't blame him though. STAY SAFE MY BOY).

But to summarize the good guys roster right now - Nanami is dead, Nobara is MIA, Yaga is dead, Yuki is dead, Todo has retired, Megumi is likely a goner, Gojo is dead and since we don't know what happened in the 1 month (because we didn't get a training arc), Yuji only has black flash, stamina and super strength right now. The higher ups were probably kiiled/dismanted by Gojo. Zenin clan got KO'd by Maki. Yuta is the only special grade in Japan that is alive. Mei Mei will switch sides like it is nobody's business. Maki is one of the only people who's had an insane shonen level power creep since Shibuya arc. Shoko and Utahime are not fighters.

Whereas the bad guys roster - Uruame with their icy powers, Kenjaku with literally all the curses that Geto had plus several more that he acquired and Sukuna. The fact that Sukuna has a binding vow with Kenny and Sukuna is almost omnipotent rn.

Sukuna abilities :

1) Can make himself immortal by putting his soul into cursed objects(fingers)

2) Can take over others bodies by making them ingest his finger

3) Can use the taken over body's CT proficiently with minimal training

4) Has twice higher CE than the next highest person (Yuta)

5) Has the best RCT on par with Gojo

6) Has a way to revive himself without RCT (such a possibility was not even considered possible in the power system uptil now )

7) Has/Had the 2nd best cursed technique (ten shadows)

8) Has a cursed tool that can shoot lightning

9) Has a flame arrow than can insta kill a special grade curse

10) A way to transfer damage he sustains ,to the soul of the body he inhabits

11) A way to enlarge his body parts (when he tries to eat angel)

12) Has the best durability (sustained 2 purples (probably the technique with the highest damage in the series besides the space-time cleave) a blue infused black flash punch, and unlimited void)

13) An unexplained CT that hasn't been revealed yet.

14) Crazy learning rate able to reproduce anything by seeing it only once

15) Has 4 arms and multiple eyes

16) A barrier less domain - idk if his reincarnation can now do DE

17) Cleave and dismantle for which he can modify the cursed energy output however he wishes.

18) No moral compass or emotional attachments that can be exploited against him.

19) probably has 2nd highest IQ (after kenjaku ) and easily highest battle IQ. Mans not only planned for Gojo but also for after Gojo.

Realistically our protagonists (Right now only Yuji and Yuta) need a dues ex machina moment to take down just Sukuna. And after Sukuna is dealt with, they need to plan for Kenjaku.

The odds aren't looking too good :(

I miss the goofiness that this Manga had lol.

[pencil-peach]

G Witch Onscreen Text: Episode 9

We have now reached part TEN of my ongoing project to transcribe and discuss all of the onscreen text in G Witch! Because I like writing!!! We have reached Episode 9, "If I Could Take One More Step Towards You."

<<Click Here to go back to Episode 8 (That post actually goes rather in depth into Duel Statistics. You should check it out if you happen to be interested in. Duel Statistics.)

The Beginning of the End. (Of the season.)

In the opening flashback, we see Guel winning yet another Duel, and at that point in time, he now has 8 wins. Ireesha says that he's probably done about 5 duels that month. With this information it's like. Utterly Impossible to determine how long ago before the story proper this scene takes place in, but here:

The Holder is required to do at least one duel every two weeks if there are available challengers. Guel had 28 wins by the time the show starts, so if we assume that Guel did that bare minimum, (which he definitely did not do) 20 duels would take about 40 weeks, or around 9 and so months. So that's the absolute MAXIMUM amount of time possible between this flashback and the show proper.

This doesn't really tell us anything at all, but yknow. I had fun. And isn't that what it's all about?

TEXT: BUSINESS TRANSFER AGREEMENT GRASSELEY M&D COMPANY REPRESENTATIVE SHADDIQ ZENELLI AGREEMENT

THIS BUSINESS TRANSFER AGREEMENT [the 'Agreement'] shall be governed by space front customary law and inter-front commercial treaties.

The agreement is entered into as of this date written below, by and between GUND-ARM, Inc ["Seller"] and Grassley Research and Development ["Buyer"]

WHEREAS, Seller desires to sell, and Buye* desires to purchase, substantially, all of Seller's assets and WHEREAS, the parties desire to enter into this Agreement for the purpose of setting forth their mutual rights and obligations with respect to the foregoing.

Shaddiq Zenelli

Grassley M&D Company Representative SHADDIQ ZENELLI

____________________ GUND-ARM, Inc Company Representative MIORINE REMBRAN ____________________ DATE

*(The word here is supposed to be Buyer, but it's actually misspelled like that on that agreement. Oopsie!)

Lots of LEGAL stuff....hochi mama....

One day I will make a post examining how Belmeria is meant to be a dark reflection of Nika. Just you wait.

And I COULD say SOMETHING about how the last time Guel sees Suletta before he runs away she's running ahead of him down the LIGHTED PATH and he CAN'T FOLLOW but I have to save that for the GUEL ANALYSIS SERIES!!! (Which I will return to...wait for me md-guel....wait for me...)

Anyway, back to a relevant detail, in the scene where Shaddiq talks to Miorine to convince her to call off the duel, Miorine has gathered a bunch of tomatoes and laid them out like this.

She's actually using them to plan out a battle strategy for the Grassley duel. The 2 tomatoes on the bottom are Suletta and Chuchu, and the 6 tomatoes at the top are the Grassley Pilots.

Shaddiq's Michaelis (Left) and the Grassley Girls' Beguir - Pente's (Middle) are actually both successors built from the Beguir Beu (Right) used in the prologue. (That's why they can use Anti-GUND Format Equipment such as the 'Antidote')

When you look at them side by side, it's pretty clear, but if this fact slips by you, you really miss out on the sharp difference in Prospera's behavior watching this duel compared to all the previous duels. Before, she showed unwavering confidence and faith that Suletta and Aerial could stop any opponent, but in this duel, when we see her, she's silent. She's not smiling. In a very real way, she's looking at the Mobile Suit that took her husband away from her.

And when Aerial overcomes the power of the Antidote, she sheds a tear

This was probably the biggest obstacle standing between the completion of Quiet Zero, and now that it's been overcome, the path has never been clearer.

Anyway, during the Role Call of all the Grassley girls, Sabina is shown to specifically be incredibly popular with women. Which I mean....can't blame em..

During this scene, we can see that the Team Battle title card has a slightly different UI, adding the respective Team Name of the Commander. Miorine never officially joins Earth House, but since all the members currently in the fight are, they probably just chose that.

We also see that the official color coding of Earth House is Cyan.

Here we see that in a Team Duel, the "Team Leader" and the "Commander" are two different positions, and can be held by two different people. The Team Leader fights in the duel, while the Commander is who will be awarded the victory or defeat depending on the outcome of the battle.

We also see in this shot that Chuchu's Demi Trainer is registered in Asticassia as "CHUCHU'S DEMI TRAINER"

When Aerial first goes offline due to the Antidote, this warning flashes across Suletta's helmet at first. It's [???] MODE but I can't read the first part. Gomen :( My best guess is that it's an Error message for a sort of Assisted Piloting Mode that Suletta had been using up to this point.

Then the warning switches to MANUAL MODE, which is what Suletta interprets as Aerial saying she needs to continue the fight by herself.

We can't see it fully, but Miorine's name appears on the winner's screen. So only the Team's Commander receives the victory in a Team Battle.

TEXT: AGREEMENT No. 2030-23 GUND ARM INC. Grassley M&D

Each party submits to the exclusive jurisdiction of the BENERIT enterprise entrusted court, and agrees not to commence any legal action regarding or related to the subject matter of this agreement in any other court.

This seems like the end of the agreement.

Any way here's a comparison of Miorine and Delling's cursive. If Father Daughter Cursive Comparisons is something you're interested in. Miorine has cute handwriting.

That's all for this episode!! Woohooo!! For your final gift...

FUCK you. I'm symbolizing you as an unripe green tomato to represent the potential love we could have shared that never blossomed due to our respective personal ambitions being at odds with each other. Yeah and its permanent. BITCH.

Click here to go to episode TEN. FUCKER. >>

OR click here to go to the MASTERPOST.

[hurtmionedanger]

Ok so i am just a person who is interested in law and Not an actual lawyer so take all of this with a grain of salt BUT

Ohio is a one party consent state meaning that in any recording where wiatt is an active participant in that conversation that is technically legal (though still morally questionable in most cases), and additionally its legal to record in public places where there is no reasonable expectation of privacy

HOWEVER

in cases like in the Klein household where there absolutely is a reasonable expectation of privacy and wiatt was Not part of that conversation that is illegal as he did not have consent of at least one party to be filming that conversation and according to the Reporters committee for freedom of press(rcfp), illegally recording an in person or electronic conversation is a felony offense in the state of ohio (specifically a felony of the fourth degree according to the ohio laws website) and punishment for a fourth degree felony in ohio is a minimum of 6 months jail time, and a maximum of 18 months. Returning to the rcfp website it is an additional felony for the “use” or “attempted use” of illegally obtained recordings through disclosing them, and it could be argued wiatt is using the recordings by uploading them to youtube. (Though most likely not as use in this sense is most likely being defined as blackmail)

Finally as a civil suit anyone whos conversation has been recorded or disclosed in violation of the law (ie damien or oliver, or really a long list of characters in this show) can bring a civil suit to recover damages, 200 dollars for each day of the violation, or a fine of 10,000 dollars, in addition to paying punitive damages and attorneys fees.

So

Yeah

What wiatt did especially with recording olivers love confession and then uploading it was SUPER not legal, and it was at least one possibly more felony charges along with several thousand dollars in fines

Again im just a guy who likes law and enjoys doing research, i could be wrong and dont take any of this seriously, but theres my general conclusion!

[not-poignant]

hi pia i just wanted to respond to what you said in your tags about the burnout w chronic illness. and i dont mean to condescend or blame but i think your burnout came about because you are an absolute beast of a writer!!!!! the amount of words you were pushing out consistently had me wondering what kind of spell you must’ve been on. (in a good way, except it turned out to be harming you) you worked really really hard for a long time, i think harder than many healthy people even (my chronic illness could never). i know you also enjoyed writing (we enjoyed it too!), but that workload honestly never looked sustainable. the astounding part is not that you burned out, but that you managed to push for so long, despite your handicaps and hardships. want to be careful not to sound like im praising/blaming you. but you’re really just build different than a lot of folks. i hope you had time to recharge so far and keep taking it easy. i do miss your updates but i can assure you im fine waiting, as are your other readers! its really okay! get better soon 💐🐀💓

Hi anon,

This is very kind of you to say, but tbh, I don't think many people know how much some writers can, well, write.

I might seem like an over-achiever, but there are writers out there who easily write around 6000-10000 words per day, and release a book per month. I have met successful authors who aim for 150k or 200k at NaNo, because 50,000 words is 5 days of work to them.

It's hard for me to comprehend, because I know I can't do that. But likewise, I think many folks don't realise that I actually used to write a lot more than I do now!! For some years it was normal for me to write 50-80,000 words every single month. NaNo was a joke. That caused burnout, and so I adjusted down to a 25,000 minimum monthly wordcount which sometimes felt so easy that it was absurd. I now have a maximum which I have to adhere to per month (50k), because it's too easy to go past it.

For me, writing is relatively easy. It's still work, yes. I still need to put time into it. But I don't need to put in the same amount of time as someone who hasn't done it for thousands and thousands of hours. I don't need to put in the same amount of time as someone who can only touch type at 80 wpm, when I touch type at 120-150 wpm.

The amount of stories is an issue, and the number of chapter updates is an issue, but the actual output re: words themselves really isn't. In fact I've written more words this month than I did last month already, and will very likely hit my monthly minimum with the next chapter.

The things that contributed to my burnout are multifaceted. Getting a puppy. A death in the family. Not having access to the mental health drugs I need to function for a long period of time. Friendship disintegration. These things can cause burnout in anyone, even if they are working very sustainably, because they all require separate labour on top of the labour that someone is doing for their job.

When I come back from hiatus, I will not be writing less. I don't believe the wordcount is the issue and haven't for a long time. I will be scheduling out less chapters, because admin is overwhelming to me. If you told me that my job wasn't writing anymore, but I had to schedule + figure out when to post twice as many chapters, I'd fail, lmao.

So I will be addressing admin stuff! But the amount of words I was pushing out, anon, was completely sustainable, and in fact a highly reduced number compared to what I was pushing out 6/7 years ago. Anon, I have been pushing out this many words or more for 5 years without stopping until now. It's felt comfortable. It's been so much less than what I used to make myself write.

So yeah, again, it can be hard for people who don't do this professionally to imagine writing at this level. And all professionals are different. I couldn't write 150k for NaNoWriMo, but the people writing 100k a month find that extremely easy to do. How I feel about their output - that it's impossible (because it is for me) is not how they feel about their output. For them writing 50k a month to make it easy might be extremely laughable to them, like, 5 days of work and then they get 25 days off. That's sometimes how I've felt about 25k (though it's more like 10 days of work to me - which is great, because I have chronic illness lol, so I need a lot of rest days and periods).

The amount of words I was pushing out consistently will be the amount I go back to because that is truly the most sustainable part of my job. I don't expect folks who haven't plugged in as many hours into writing, and who haven't written millions of words to understand, but the fact is the more you do something, the faster you get at it. The more practice you have, the more competent you become.

That was actually how I knew the burnout was so bad, because the easiest part of my job - the words + the writing - was impossible last month, and I only ended up with 14k for the first time in 5 years, and had to make a call.

The reason the hiatus is so frustrating is that so much of it is being caused by external factors, and not actually the job itself. Like yes, I am working on too many stories, and I can address that, but I was actually doing much higher wordcounts when I was working on less stories.

It's all the extra stuff that becomes very overwhelming! But I'll get there anon, and my wordcounts aren't going anywhere.

[c-l-y-d-e]

I've been planning out my summer camping trips. So far I've got:

three day solo hike (a breezy ~25km, well-travelled route, early in the season so Maximum Bugs, but far enough north that ticks are rare)

weekend camping with a friend ft. easy day hike (~10km)

weekend camping on my own ft. moderate day hike (~17km)

Beyond that, I'd only get in another two multi-day trips and I'm struggling with the options

Take some vacation days and do a 140km trek? (it's remote and largely unmaintained and takes about 8-10 days because it's That Hard but is high on the list of trips I want to do)

3-day solo canoe trip? (this would be super chill, since I would stick to small lakes and short portages, but its an area I know very well and love a lot)

A popular hiking route? (~40km over 2-3 days. I've looked at doing it many times, but the sites are already fully booked on weekends, so I'd have to use vacation time and go during the week.)

Snag a nice car camping spot somewhere and hang out for a long weekend??? (the chilling is appealing, but I am less enthusiastic about busy campgrounds. I'd probably pick a place that is a 6+ hour drive away to go sit in the middle of fucking nowhere. and do I really want to do all that driving for no particular purpose?? ....sometimes yes.)

Snag a nice car camping spot *nearby* and invite friends and family to come hangout with me (ft. campfires and bbq and frolicking in the water and cute nature trails) (I can think of at least 8 people would take me up on the offer, if it's <90 minutes away and nice weather)

There will be plenty of day hikes with friends, and at least one weekend of borderline-urban car camping with my partner, but I'm feeling so incredibly indecisive about what I want to do for myself.

(Whatever I end up doing is at least 5 months away, but this is literally all I think about in the lead-up to summer)

[nicole-timey-wimey-stuff]

Love and Pipelines

dbf!joel x reader

Dbf Joel x Surfer girl reader

Word count - 4.2K

Warnings- swear words, smut in other chapters (but not this one), suggestive thoughts and comments, large age gap, slowburn, forbidden relationships, fluff, awkwardness. My terrible grammar. Let me know if I’ve missed anything.

This will be a 3 part series, it’s a slow burn with Joel and reader. This is one of my first fan fics so bear with me, I’m used to writing non fiction usually.

No smut in this chapter but there will be in the next two, so no minors this is a 18+ fic. I know many have said they can’t relate to a hyper fem/ girly reader, so I’ve made the reader a sportier tomboy character, just to change things up.

Chapter 1

The low buzzing hum coming from your phone alarm rouses you awake, ‘6:00am is way too early for a Sunday’ you think. But it’s the last chance you’ll have to get in any practice, before your big competition. With a groan you stretch out your limbs almost cat like in your movements, trying to shake the stiff morning aches. With a groan you pull yourself up, grabbing your swimsuit and wetsuit from your wrack, and make your way to the bathroom.

On your way downstairs you can still hear your dad’s soft snores, coming from his bedroom which is closest to the stairs. Smiling to yourself you’re glad he’s actually still sleeping, recently work has had him up at the crack of dawn, and in bed way into the early hours. He works hard to provide the best life for you both, and you’re truly thankful for all he does for you, but you can’t help but wish he was around more these days.

Your mum left one night when you were only 4 years old, just upped and went. A single note left on the fireplace for your dad, explaining she couldn’t do this anymore, how she didn’t love him enough nor wanted to be a mum enough to stay. It broke him, he’d tried so hard climbing the corporate ladder, to bring in more money for a comfortable life. To bring her the life she said she wanted. But she left, with nothing but her indent in the mattress and a note.

So it was just you and him, and he tried he really did, he moved you away from the bustle of California life, to a fairly small but lovely beach house just at the edge of Lincoln City. Nelscott Beach was beautiful, long stretches of sand and great waves. The residents in your area were lovely too, mainly the older generation who have come here to retire. Mrs Myers your 68 year old neighbour across from you always made you baked goods, claiming you were too thin, “no meat on you” she’d say offering you the tub of whatever she’d made that day. You had tried to tell her being an athlete you weren’t thin but muscular, that you tried your hardest to keep fit and strong. She’d always just wave you off though, smiling as you took the sweet goods from her, usually to hand off to your dad to enjoy.

It was true though being a surfer was demanding, you spent half your time in the gym or out in the waves. Building muscle and stamina, pushing your body to the maximum it could handle, but this was your dream.

Ever since you were a little girl the ocean called to you, and whilst living in California at just 8 years old your dad started paying for your surf lessons, which turned into surf clubs, which turned into moving from foam topped boards to more expensive boards, to custom boards. He paid for it all, he supported you through it all. You never felt growing up that you only had one parent, he more than made up for it all. Coming to all your small kiddie competitions to finally your proper competitive ones.

Three month’s ago you came second in the three part competition at Florida’s PRO-AM championship. Which you were absolutely elated about! Even more so that it got you the wildcard ticket to compete at Billabong Pipe PRO, Pipeline in Hawaii. Which was terrifying but at the same time, you were bursting with excitement at such a huge opportunity. Not to mention a trip to Hawaii would be like a dream, your dad has booked two hotel rooms for two weeks, pretty much on the beach near your contest. The rest of the time will be spent travelling the island, finding great surf spots, waterfalls, hikes and cafes. You were leaving in two days just you and your dad for a trip of a lifetime!

And so you were practicing hard these winter months, as they brought in large waves to your doorstep. You were proud of how far you’d come, praying that Pipeline was your opportunity to finally get a sponsor. Grinning to yourself at that thought you grabbed your board and a bottle of water, leaving your dad a note on the counter ‘Catching waves, be back soon! Y/N’ and headed out the door.

The morning was dull, grey skies and a slight hazy mist, but there were specks of sun coming through the clouds, colours of purple, yellow and blue breaking through and casting golden shadows. You loved that morning sea air smell, the cool wind on your face. You closed your eyes and breathed it in for a moment enjoying the peacefulness, until a sudden truck door slamming startled you, causing you to jump and swing your board into the offender “Hmmph, woah watch it there kiddo” Oh how you wished he wouldn’t call you that ‘Kiddo’. Joel Miller your next door neighbour to your right and your dad’s closest friend. There he stood with that amused smirk on his face, all broad and handsome with his tousled sleep hair, having no right to look so good at 6:15 in the morning!

“Joel!! I’m so sorry you startled me, did I hurt you?” You rambled out quickly, feeling embarrassed for being caught daydreaming and for smacking him with your surfboard.

“No it’s alright darlin’ no harm done, you be careful out there, it’s quite rough today” he says pointing to the heavy crashing waves 300 yards from us. You were now praying your face wasn’t too red after the pet name, you loved when he called you darlin’ in that southern accent.

“I always am” you smile “Catch you later?” You ask. “Yeah I’ll be over watchin’ the game with your dad” he answers, “Great! See you then” you reply already escaping to the beach. “Later’s” you shout back as you break into a jog, leaving an amused Joel standing in his driveway.

Joel had moved here from Austen Texas, along with his daughter Sarah about five years ago, mentioning a fresh start for them both. Sarah was a few years younger than you, but you both made fast friends with one another. She has recently started college, something your dad had originally hoped you would do too. But after finishing high school your surfing career was starting to take off, as competition wins became frequent. So you made a deal with him, to pick up college once you’d come to the end of your competitive years. ‘You have great grades and it’s never too late’ he had said. Your dad and Joel had bonded quickly over being single dads with teenage girls at the time, they now help each other out and bond over football games and BBQs.

Standing on the beach you strap your board to your ankle, before running in. The rush of cold water runs over your feet as you wade deeper, placing your board down when the water starts hitting your waist. Throwing your right leg over you pull yourself on and start paddling out, pushing your board down at the back, in turn pulling the front up to glide over the waves.

When a particularly large break comes you push the front of your board down, diving under the wave, you feel the rush of icy water submerge around you, as you pull up the other side gasping, feeling air refill your lungs. You paddle out further getting yourself in place for when the next large wave comes. Unknowingly by you being watched from the boardwalk by Joel, who was leaning on the railing gazing over your every move.

Joel’s POV

He told himself it was to make sure she was ok, after all those waves were pretty aggressive this mornin’. But he couldn’t help admiring you, the way you showed no fear, how strong and confident you were out there. The way your sea bleached hair swayed as you ran into the water, how your powerful body pulled you up and over those waves, the determination on your face as you rode the wave to precise perfection.

You were beautiful, in such a different way to other women your age. You weren’t girly, or wore much makeup, you had a toned but muscular figure, strong thick legs which were powerful to push that board wherever it needed to go. You had sun tanned skin from hours out in the sun and ocean, in turn your hair never sat sleek, but in constant windswept curls.

You chased your dreams, worked hard for them, weight training, boxing, running. All to achieve your goals to become a professional surfer, and Joel admired you so much for that, for the commitment and determination. It just made you even more beautiful in his eyes.

He doesn’t even know when it started, these feelings he had for you. The ones that ate him up in guilt and anguish, they even stopped him from sleeping some nights. He shouldn’t feel this way about a girl half his age, not to mention his best friend’s daughter! God if Howard ever found out, he’d be a dead man! But every evening he spends at your house, and you joke with him and your old man, when you talk about your competitions with such passion, your goals with such drive. The way your face lights up, your eyes crease and those cheek dimples of yours show….. he can’t help himself.

Not only that, you’re just so damn sweet! You always ask about Sarah, how’s college going, if she’s happy. You always ask Joel if he needs help, or if you can grab him anything while you’re out shopping. You’re always smiling, even through the tough times, you have this demeanour about you to always look on the positive side, or what can you do to make the situation better. Your heart is huge and kind and fearless, and poor Joel he just can’t help but fall in love with you.

He’s Tormented by these feelings he can never act on, because for one what would a gorgeous, talented young woman of 22 want with a 46 year old man. In addition to that you’re Howard’s kid, his best friend’s daughter. But what he can do is watch over you, feign ignorance to others, that your his best friends kid therefore he worries about your wellbeing.

Y/N POV

You’d been out here an hour now, and you were beginning to feel exhausted. One more wave you thought, let’s make it a good one to end on. You felt it before you saw it, the push of something large coming. You turned your head waiting for the perfect moment, then you started paddling, moving your arms steady but fast to get into position in time. Before pushing up and onto your feet, you held yourself steady as you started to descend, the wave pulling over you into a perfect even if on the smaller side pipe. You crouched leaning into the wave, hand stroking the curl of it, until you came through the other side, hearing it crash behind you. “YES” you cheered! Absolutely ecstatic that you managed to pull it off.

You ran out of the water so elated, noticing Joel standing on the boardwalk you sprinted towards him. Pulling him into a wet hug “did you see that! Please tell me you saw that! Dad won’t ever believe me otherwise, he’s so worried about Pro Pipe, saying I can’t do pipe, how it’s so different to my usual competitions, his…. I’m rambling aren’t I?” you babble out at such a speed you doubt he understood a word you said. Joel lets out a chesty laugh, eyes creasing ‘gods he’s beautiful’ you think to yourself. “I did” he responds heartily, “You just remember me and your old man when you make it big alright” Joel offers. “Promise” you reply with a big grin, before realising you are literally soaking Joel. “Oh my goodness, I’m sorry I’ve drenched you!” You exclaim. Joel clears his throat detaching himself from your embrace, “Don’t worry about it sweetheart” he replies. ‘Sweetheart that’s new’ you ponder, face turning red for the second time today at one of Joel’s pet names.

“Come on kiddo, let’s get you back before your dad starts to worry” Joel said before walking towards your house. ‘Kiddo again’ you sigh to yourself, secretly hoping that he starts seeing you for the woman you’ve grown into and not the kid you used to be. You silently walk back to your house together, both deep in thought. Once you have reached your driveway, Joel turns to you with a fond smile “See ya a bit later yeah?” Joel asks “Gonna run some errands, then I’ll be over for the game.” He continues. “ Yeah see you later” you reply timidly, small smile on your face. Joel nods before leaving towards his house, you gaze at him for a second before reaching for your own front door.

You walk in to total chaos happening in the kitchen, your dad on the phone with his boss arguing over something, meanwhile smoke coming from the stove where he’s attempted to cook breakfast. You quickly slot your board into its rack by the front door, before moving fast to take the pan off the stove, turning off the heat and opening the window, wafting some of the smoke out. Your dad mouths a quick ‘Thank you’ before leaving the room, to continue his phone call.

You quickly run up to your room stripping off your wetsuit, hanging it out to dry, pulling on some sweatpants and a hoodie, before you begin cleaning up the mess in the kitchen, afterwards you whisk some eggs to make you both an omelette. You plate them up and place them on the table along with some fresh coffee, for you both just in time for your dad to walk back in. “Thank you sweetheart” he mumbles clearly frustrated about the phone call, and the cooking disaster.

“No worries dad, what was all that about?” You ask, “Don’t worry, hopefully it’s getting sorted as we speak” he replies, still clearly annoyed at whatever situation is happening, and you know better than to push him right now. “Ok well I did good out there today! Actually caught some great waves, one pipe even!” You exclaim. “Yeah?” He replies kind smile on his lips. “Yeah! Joel saw me do it too! So he will help convince you I’m not going to kill myself at Pipeline, I know your worried but I think it’s going to be really great for me” you trail off excitedly. “Joel saw you?” He asks his voice showing some confusion. “Yeah he walked over to check on me I suppose?” You reply, “He caught me leaving this morning, said to be careful or something as it was a bit rough out there.” You continued. “That was nice of him, he’s a good man Joel. Really cares about everyone in his life” he replies. “ He’s helping me do some work on the garage next month, I’m gonna split it into a double, it’s big enough. That way we can have somewhere else for you to put all those boards you keep collecting” he laughs, his voice amused even if he’s complaining slightly. “Hey I got rid of the foam topped ones! I even gave one to Sarah to practice with!” You exclaim laughing too, knowing all too well you do probably have too much surfing equipment. You share a smile before digging into breakfast, eating in comfortable silence.

“Joel says he’s coming over for the game later?” You ask while cleaning the dishes. “Yeah thought we could order pizza in? Make a night of it?” He asks. “Yeah sounds good! I’m sure one cheat meal before the big day won’t hurt.” You reply. “Great! I’ll send him a text to let him know, I think he gets lonely on his own over there you know? Since Sarah’s been at college.” Your dad muses, “Yeah I’m sure your right, maybe you should invite him over more? Especially once I’m travelling the world as a famous surfer, can’t have you old men all lonely can we?” You taunt with a giggle. “Alright you, go on… go pack or something” he replies shoving you along, you huff out a laugh. “Yeah I probably should get on with that actually” you announce before making your way upstairs.

The rest of the day passes slowly, you take a shower washing off the ocean. Taking time to shave your legs and condition your hair, goodness knows it needs it! Before getting yourself ready for this evening, you stand there looking into your closet for something to wear. You want to look cute, you want Joel to notice you, for his eyes to wonder over you. But your not a girly girl so you don’t own dresses or skirts, and you wouldn’t even know how to put them on anyways. You opt for low sitting, baggy legged jeans, and an off the shoulder crop top. Showing just enough skin to feel sexy, but casual enough to still feel like yourself. You move over to your vanity and apply small winged eyeliner and use some lip balm on your lips, again casual but still making a effort. You really want Joel to see you’ve grown up, that your nearly 23 and not that awkward teenager anymore, well not a teenager anyways you are still however as awkward as ever.

As you make your way downstairs you hear the distinct muffled voices and laughter, that belong to your dad and Joel, meaning he’s already arrived. You gather yourself together before walking into the living room. “Hey!” You announce yourself as you take a seat in the armchair next to your dad. “Hey darlin’” Joel says with a smile, “There she is!” Your dad replies. “Been waiting for ya to order this pizza, what you having?” Your dad asks. “Uh veggie please” you reply shyly. Joel’s watching you smirk on his face, “Still eatin' that rabbit food I see?” He teases. You blush at his teasing, ‘Is it hot in here you think’ “Yup, got to at least try and be healthy, maybe you two should give it a go too” you sass back with a smile. “Haha I’ll keep that in mind darlin’.” Joel replies with a amused grin. “Joel was telling me how well you did out there today, think your ready kiddo?” Your dad asks. “Yeah I’m definitely as ready as I’ll ever be! I’m super excited for this one!” You declare. “You’ll do amazin’ darlin’ you always do” said Joel, your always taken back by his kindness and support. “Thanks Joel I hope so, it may be my real chance at securing a sponsor” you reply. Your dad chimes in with “Does that mean someone else will be paying for all this expensive stuff that clutters my house then?” An amused look on his face, “Nah that will probably still be you dad” you snip back laughing. “Sounds about right” he scoffs.

The night carries on with banter and laughter, and once the pizza is all gone and the game is finished you fall into comfortable chatter. Your about to ask your dad if he’s all packed ready for your trip, when his cell phone stars ringing. He excuses himself and retreats to his study to take the call, leaving you and Joel alone.

You stretch out in your chair, unconsciously showing more of your skin as your top shifts up. Joel gazes over at you catching glances of your exposing midriff, wondering how soft your skin is, what it would be like to run his hands up your sides, to hold you close. He clears his throat and try’s to control his thoughts, but they slide straight back to imagining touching you, what noises you’d make if he ever got the chance to touch you like he wants too.

“Joel?” Your questioning voice pulls him out of his trance. “Yeah sorry sweetheart, what were you saying?” Joel replies trying to control his embarrassment of being caught staring. “I was asking if your ok? You kinda zoned out there” you ask. Your inner thoughts running riot, ‘was he staring at you? No he couldn’t of been could he? But he was staring straight at you, zoned out with a weird look on his face.’ Joel clears his throat again, then scratches the back of his neck awkwardly, “Yeah all good darlin’, was just in a daze I guess, long week” he offers. You nod offering him a small smile.

You dad comes walking back in with a grim expression on his face, “What’s wrong dad?” You ask worried. “Well sweetheart” he replies trying to collect his words and you can see his inner struggle, it’s written all over his face. “That was Mathew from work, it appears that Thomas has quit, just walked out Friday and told them he ain’t coming back. The problem with that is him and I were working on this large presentation. Which needs to be presented over tomorrow and Tuesday to the main investor, then the second part presented Friday and Saturday to the rest of the investors. This deal is worth millions to the company, and the investors will not reschedule. No one else in the company can catch up in time for the presentation, meaning I have to present it. I found out from Mathew this morning when you came home, but he was going to try and convince Thomas to come in just for the presentations, but it seems he won’t” He finishes waiting for your reaction, you however are pretty much speechless.

After what feels like forever you stutter out “ But but but, my competition is from Wednesday, our plane is at 5am Tuesday and I have to sign in Tuesday.” “ I know sweetheart, I’m so sorry. But if I don’t present this I could loose my job” he croaks out, emotion thick in his voice. “But what do I do? Do I go on my own? I can’t miss this opportunity dad, I’ve trained so hard!” You say, really now starting to panic. “You can go alone if you really don’t want to miss it, I know what this means to you, I’m just so sorry you won’t have support there with you” your dad replies.

“I’ll go with her” Joel all but blurts out.

He’d been watching the exchange between you and your dad, heart breaking at how upset you were getting, he couldn’t let you go alone, and he couldn’t let you miss this amazing opportunity. He hadn’t really let his brain catch up with his heart before he opened his mouth.

“Really?” You reply your voice laced with hope. “Yeah really, if it’s ok with you Howard? I mean I have no work scheduled for a few of weeks now, and I’d just be sat at home nothing to do.” Says Joel. Your dads looking at him while Joel explains, “Are you sure Joel? That’s a big ask, I mean I’ve booked two hotel rooms and a hire car. But you’ll have to take her to sign in Tuesday, then back for the event Wednesday, and I’ve been told the heats for the contest are spread over a few days, and that’s if the conditions are right, the trip is a two week trip?” Your dad explains. “I’ve also promised her day trips around the island after, there’s some spots she wants to surf, a waterfall she wants to see, cafe trips …” your dad rambles on, feeling distressed and guilty.

“Yeah I’m sure, it’s fine I’m happy to do it Hal, and she can’t go alone it’s a dangerous contest. She needs someone with her, plus it’s a huge chance for her to get the recognition and the sponsors she needs. It’s not a problem I can go, if you can get the travelling documents transferred into my name?” Joel replies. “Yeah I can do that no problem there.. is this ok with you kiddo? You happy for Joel to go with you?” Your dad asks. “Yeah” you reply “I’m happy for Joel to take me” you say with a smile. “Ok then, I’ll get the documents put into your name first thing tomorrow Joel” your dad confirms. “ I can’t thank you enough for this Joel” he continues. Joel just smiles at you and nods at your dad, butterflies start to flutter in your stomach at the thought of two weeks alone with him. Though your disappointed your dad can’t come, your excited to go on this adventure with Joel.

[cool-cube]

two fan-aliens + the concept art: Chowdown and Split-Limb.

i didn't actually come up with the powers for these guys, at least not fully. i posted some alien designs months ago & asked soem people on Reddit to give them some powers, so now we've got two of the four i had. i might do the other two digitally one day but idk

I made these guys a while back where I just had designs & then asked people to give me some powers for them. Thought i'd finally draw a couple of my favourites digitally.

Chowdown is the Omnitrix's DNA sample of a Gobblian from the red desert planet of Snk-Tyme. Chowdown is another one of Ben's "eating" aliens, along the lines of Upchuck or Eatle. Chowdown sets himself from them due to the fact that Chowdown is capable of eating anything. There are absolutely no limits to what Chowdown has eaten & can eat. So long as it fits in his lower jaw, he can completely digest it in seconds, as if it was never there. His hyper-advanced saliva & digestive tract lets him convert any & all matter into energy to further fuel himself, making this transformation very energetic & one that hardly tires out.

Chowdown is hardly an alien Ben has control of. It's in his nature to eat and eat and eat until he dies. The moment a Gobblian is born, they begin to eat anything in sight. This constant hunger is Chowdown's biggest weakness, as Ben finds it extremely difficult to regulate Chowdown's appetite. If Ben finds a way to overcome it, Chowdown could become a very versatile alien, but for now he's used sparingly & only when nessecary.

Split-Limb is the Omnitrix's DNA sample of a Xeroxapien from the planet Mimeuo, a planet that sits in the same solar system as Hathor: Ditto's homeworld. Split-Limb's body is made of hundreds of black, veiny tendrils that hold together white segments made of a slate-like substance. Split-Limb is capable of duplicating individual body parts by "splitting" them in half. Splitting his limbs results in two of the same limb on the same joint with no changes. This lets him increase his strength near-endlessly so long as he can continue to make more limbs. The limbs can be re-merged until there is only one left.

Split-Limb, despite his duplicative nature, cannot regrow limbs or recover from any wound. If any of his arms are cut off, it will not grow back nor will it ever recover. If he loses all of the copies of a limb, it'll never be able to come back. Split-Limb also needs a lot of concentration to focus on controlling multiple limbs. He can handle up to 4 arms & 6 legs maximum before he needs to start concentrating harder. Split-Limb, without any extra limbs, isn't as strong as most of Ben's aliens. He's still stronger than most humans & a few of Ben's other aliens but he's no Four Arms.

[greatwyrmgold]

Dungeon Logistics and Water

A follow-up to my Dungeon Logistics post. Like most fantasy-dungeon-related media, I tacitly assumed that potable water wouldn't be a problem. If your dungeon is full of clean fountains and ponds and stuff, or full of stagnant water that the mage can easily purify, you don't need much water storage.

But if you do? Well, that can cause problems.

The Problem

How much water do people need? That depends on a lot of factors, but the rule-of-thumb estimate for soldiers on the move seems to be about 6-7 pounds of water. (Let's round up to seven—waterskins aren't weightless.)

Mules need something like 85-105 pounds of water. Luckily, you can get away with dehydrating them a little between bodies of water; most pack animals endure short periods without water better than humans. According to my "research," if you stop every 2-3 days to let the mule drink a lot, you probably don't need to water it much in between.

If absolutely no water is available in the dungeon, operational range collapses. The ~30 pounds of supplies a dungeoneer can cover ten days of food, or three days of food and water. A porter can carry a month of food, or ten days of food and water. Two porters and three dungeoneers can last twenty days if they only need to carry food; they'd struggle to last six days if they need water, too.

For the three dungeoneers/two porters/one mule group I've arbitrarily picked as a standard, the maximum operational endurance is about eight days. A second mule increases this to ten days, a third to twelve, a fourth to thirteen. Carrying two weeks of food and water requires more mules than people.

Oases?

If pure (or purifiable) water is sporadically abundant—big springs of water separated by dry corridors or caves—you just need to carry enough water for the humans to drink between watering holes. (Of course, you're in danger of dehydrating if you can't find water as often as you expected...)

If you need to carry two days of water at a time, a dungeoneering group can last about two-thirds as long as if they didn't need to worry about water.

This assumes they don't have any pack animals on a "feast-and-famine" watering schedule. Adding one mule to that three-dungeoneer-two-porter group has surprisingly little effect, only boosting their operational endurance from ~14 days to ~16. But adding a mule to a five-dungeoneer group boosts their endurance from five days to twelve. With a second mule, those groups' endurance increase to 17 and 14 days, respectively. If you keep adding mules, the group's endurance is mostly limited by their hunger for hay, topping out around 18 days.

If oases are much scarcer than that, you need to start carrying water for the mules, and mules drink a lot more than people. If the "standard" group has to go four days between oases, carrying four days' of water for themselves and about 1.5 for the mule, they can carry about ten days' worth of food (which weighs only slightly more than the water).

Incidentally, if that "standard" group left their mule at home, they could still carry about ten days of food. If oases are separated by five days or more, they should probably leave the mules at home—including a mule cuts two days off of their operational efficiency. Unless they resort to...

Butchery (again)

In the distant past, when two-wheeled carts were the height of logistical technology, armies had two choices. First, they could stick to places where water was abundant; this was usually easy, since most things worth throwing armies at also need water. Second, they could kill a lot of pack animals.

The plan is simple. Step one, load up your worst livestock with as much water (and food) as they can carry. Step 2, march through somewhere no sane general would take an army. Step 3, don't give your pack animals enough water; abandon them once you've drunk all the water off their back. Step 4, reach somewhere with better water supplies before you run out of pack animals and/or soldiers.

If you sacrifice one mule per three humans, they can carry all the food and water those humans need for the first three days of their journey. They won't be much good for food if you haven't been feeding or watering them, but this gives you a logistical head start.

What if you want to take this farther? Well, the second set of mules will need to be fed and watered at least a bit on the way out; that will increase your mule needs by about 50%. So a group of six humans would need two sacrificial mules for a three-day head start, and three more for another three days.

Anyone familiar with Tsiolkovsky rocket equation can see where this is going.

Do you want a nine-day logistical head start? A third set of mules probably needs to be fed and watered for the first week or so of the journey, which requires about two and a half mule-loads of extra supplies per mule. Those two and a half mules don't need to be fed for quite as long, so they probably only need around one and a quarter mules, who you can get away with starving. A six-human group would need ten mules, on top of the five they needed to get a six-day head start.

Getting a twelve-day head start would need something like four mules per person, and a muleteer ("guy who makes mules go where you want them to go") can only handle five at most. Any farther and your expedition is just a mule-corpse-delivery service.

And of course, this strategy doesn't result in clean cuts of mule meat to alleviate your supply burdens—keeping the mules healthy means bringing way more supplies with you, which defeats the whole purpose of butchering mules. Human food is a rounding error on this trail of waterskins and blood.

Conclusion

We need a lot of water to live, and water is heavy. Pack animals don't need water as urgently as humans, but when they need it, they need even more.

If the dungeon has no water, it's basically impossible for a group of dungeoneers to last more than a week, unless they're willing to leave a lot of dead mules behind. If water is only sporadically available, the dungeoneers need to carry a fair amount of water with them; if water is scarce enough, pack animals become a liability.

On the surface, rivers and wells and lake-fed springs provide abundant water almost anywhere humans want to go. Dungeons are another story. And unlike food, it's usually hard to extract significant quantities of water from monsters you slay. Sure, you can drink blood if you have to, but that can cause problems, and draining all the blood from a giant bat is easier said than done.

Senshi has the right idea: Stay away from dry dungeons.

[cheeseburgersinparadise]

Hi there! Not really an ask, but a more complete answer to your question about proving one's gluttony. I suppose my first answer didn't quite do your question justice. First off, I do think this is a great question. The idea that someone would possibly ask me to prove my gluttony to them is an incredible turn on and I found myself really giving it a lot of thought throughout my day today.

Before I tell you what I would do, I want to tell you a little story so you know that I mean what I say. So I can reassure you that i am not bullshitting you about the amount I can eat and that this is very well within reality. And so you can gain a sense of me and how I feel about my belly and what I am truly willing to do with the right encouragement.

I have always felt the call of gluttony. I have had dreams about it since I was a toddler. When I was only 8yrs old I had dreams about rooms full of naked 400lb+ people having orgies while gorging themselves. I had dreams about growing larger and larger as I consumed insurmountable proportions of food. I remember when I was 15 and the first time I saw stretch marks on my belly the after my first huge binge and only wishing that I could keep eating more without it being noticed. I have made it my goal over the years to consume as much fattening food in the smallest amount of time possible while also trying not to be a burden on those I love. I would love to be let loose and set free to eat to my heart's content. Now, while I feel that alone is likely enough to prove my gluttonous nature, I would have to demonstrate it too you first hand. There have only been a handful of times where I really felt like I was really pushing myself the way I wanted to be pushed and only with a little encouragement from a couple of long distance feeders. My confidence and determination really soared after the first time I chugged an entire gallon of ice cream. I wanted to take it even further so I started really focusing on having multi day stuffing sessions. I was able to consume around 13,000 calories a day (reaching up to 15,000 a handful of times) for about 3 days straight on a couple of occassions. On one such adventure I started with 40 wings from wingstop and chugged two peanut butter moods from jamba for my first meal. And then ate an entire family meal from panda express and still chugged 3 quarts of ice cream and 3 beers for my last meal. Every meal for those 3 days were of the same proportion and I only stopped because I had to due to money and time. I gained about 40 lbs in two months during this time frame. I have gone so hardcore during these times because the amount of food I see people eat in videos never seems like enough, so I wanted to prove to myself that I was truly gluttonous and enter into the realm of eating amounts of food that people only dream of.

If you were my feeder, and you asked me to prove my gluttony, I imagine you might have to brace yourself for several days of feeding. I would need a decent amount of weed as well. I would push myself beyond full at every moment; eating to the brink of maximum and then drinking the most fattening substances I can find to fill in the cracks. Heavy whipping cream is my recent go-to chugging beverage. I can drink down two whole quarts on top of a large meal. While trying to prove my gluttony to you, my goal would be to drink 6 quarts throughout the day on top of all of the wonderful food that would need to be brought to me. My other goal would be to push myself in this way for at least 5 days. I would be doing anything and everything I could to prove to you how gluttonous I can be in this way because l would also be trying to push myself further than ever before. Forever trying to prove to myself that I can be more gluttonous, because the goal is always more. Always.

There. A complete answer to your query. Lol. I hope you have a lovely day. ☺️

holy shit, lol. this is certainly comprehensive.

I think this would absolutely impress me and I appreciate the time you took to type it all out! Fellas, take note - this is how you get a feeder’s attention ;)

thank you for the message and I also hope you are having a good day 😊

[compassionatereminders]

hi kat. i hope this is not a bad time (as good as times can get for you at this exact moment…) so i’m just gonna rant

so i have a best friend of almost 6 years. it’s one of the most fulfilling relationships of my life and we really just. get each other. we (mostly) know each other in and out. and we’ve been life partners for most of the friendship, albeit unknowingly (we talked it out last year and made it official, being queerplatonic partners and stuff) and i was very glad to have someone to spend my life with. we talked about living together and just… being together.

and well, a few months ago she got herself a boyfriend. and those have been some very hard months for me, mostly because of my own fucked up emotions and insecurities that i thought i worked through and Jealousy(tm), partly because my best friend was also fucking up by having Absolute Bitches Brainrot and spending less time with her friends (me included). and we have talked about this! and it was. well. it went good. she said she’d work on it and plan more hang outs and that she didn’t mean to hurt anyone.

and…i thought that was the end of it. i’ve been (once again, mostly) fine. i was confident in our relationship. but a few days ago, i realized how annoying it is to talk to my best friend these days because all she ever talks about is her boyfriend, she constantly brings him up in conversations that don’t even mention him. but i didn’t want to talk about it with her because i didn’t want to make her feel bad, and i already mentioned the fact how she’s always talking about her bf to which she said she doesn’t do it on purpose, so.

so i decided to talk about it with my other friend instead. i went into a chat between me and my best friend to look for funny/absurd/annoying/inappropriate examples of her bringing up her boyfriend, and instead i found a message that made me upset when i first saw it and, apparently, still makes me upset: it was about how her boyfriend told her something like “when we get married yadda yadda” and it made her happy because no one’s ever wanted to marry her spend their life with her like that.

and, uh, you can probably see where i’m getting at with this haha. it made me sad because i wanted to do that, i wanted to spend our lives together. it also made me a little angry that she was this invested in a person she’s known for a maximum of 2 months while, well, i exist. which might be a selfish thought, but it is what it is. anyway—so i mentioned the message to my friend and how it made me react and. well. for context, i’m mostly aro and my best friend is probably on the spectrum too but she does feel attraction more.

so my friend basically told me how We Live In A Society and that aro + allo people don’t usually last long together or end up living with each other, because the allo person eventually ends up finding a romantic partner and living with them. because We Live In An Allo Society. which is true, but… it’s just something i haven’t thought about before. i never realized it would be a problem for us, which was probably a bit stupid and naive of me ahaha. and my friend also told me that my best friend probably wasn’t experiencing the qpr feelings in the same way i was, and honestly? i kind of wish they didn’t tell me any of this. because i think they’re right and it fucking sucks and it makes me extremely sad to realize that maybe i’m not as important as i used to be, or as i thought i was. it’s…not a good thought. and i didn’t take it well—i’m not taking it well, would probably be more correct.

i understand this is something that should probably be talked about. but the day i had The Realization(tm) my best friend messaged me a few hours later, talking about her boyfriend again. some mundane thing that they did together. and she said how happy she is to have him and how lucky she is. and it just made me think—i can’t ruin this. i’m not going to ruin this. i’m not going to make it about me just because i had a warped perception of what my life was going to be and that is somehow another person’s fault. it’s not. it’s no one’s fault, really. i mean, maybe it’s a little my fault for being dumb and wishful, but eh. it is what it is.

so yeah. uh. i guess that’s it. i probably am going to get better eventually. somehow. i’ll deal with it on my own. and who knows? maybe i’ll end up finding someone else. maybe i won’t. maybe i should just let it all go and realize i never had it in the first place. whatever that means—i hope most of this message is comprehensible. it’s almost 1am and i’m tired from a full day of Gaming(tm). i hope you’re holding up well.

Not to grab the mic and steal your moment but as an allo who was just dumped and ghosted by two romantic partners I thought I was going to spend my life with, it is now my friends who are stepping up to the task of helping me through this. And if I can look at this and acknowledge that a romantic relationship isn't inherently better or more worthwhile than platonic relationships, so can other people. Even if your beloved friend can't. It's not a lost cause to find people who value and prioritize friendship and it does not require being aro

[paladin-of-nerd-fandom65]

It’s ok, the questions & I ain’t going anywhere lol take as long as you need ;)

1: since they both love DBZ, what is their fusion name? (Since they’re fans, I can see them doing the fusion dance, acting like dorks :p )

2: speaking of dragon ball, what type of “busters” are they, both together & separate? (City buster, continent buster, galaxy buster, etc)

3: do they compare themselves to other best friends in media? Like SpongeBob & Patrick, goku & krillin, etc

4: in a previous post you made, mar’i & Jake loves to roughhouse, how do they roughhouse? (like armbars, wrapping legs together and tickling the feet, etc) & who would win in a friendly wrestling match between them & Chris in a free for all?

5: similar to the toliet humor in the previous ask, what’s the reaction to seeing nutshots, in cartoons, live action movies, and maybe in real life too?

6: what’s mar’i’s outfit? I can see her wearing a pink or purple version of the Robin or Nightwing suit.

7: not really a question but a story idea; based on the comic book: The death of Clark Kent & villain of the story Conduit. A bully or a “distant” friend of Jake is on the same basketball team but usually sucks compared to Jake himself, & gets emotionally abused at home by his father (why can’t you be good as Jake, you’re such a disappointment, etc) after days of being abused and being second best, the bully/friend “somehow” develops powers similar to Jake’s (probably was born to absorb energy and was a late bloomer like Jake) & wants revenge and make his parent(s) proud. If you read the story the death of Clark Kent you know what happens after. sorry for the long paragraph lol

Thanks for the answers for the past few months when I first started asking question, love the character headcanons & stuff. You can take a few days break if you want to.

Thanks for being patient my friend @gothicghost2000 . It’s very appreciated :-D

1. Ah yes, the Duo have two main candidates for a fusion name: SkyWing Or PhantomBird. Now as for combining their first names for a fusion, I see them coming up with “Chrayson’ or ‘Lor-And’r’. The latter ironically being translated as ‘Phantom Fire’

2. Chris at his base strength and power alone can easily be a city buster in terms of power level. At a maximum input of his base power, that increases to a continent buster. Then though you factor in the Nightwing entity. When about 15% of its maximum potential, it can be easily be a planet buster. At its above all maximum level and all restrictions are off, a fully powered and charged up Chris Kent with the Nightwing Entity reaches to an outright Galaxy buster level.

Then we get to Jake. If his Tamaranean strength and power is tapped into and his emotions running high, at 50%, he can be considered a city buster. At a 100% power level, Jake is capable of leveling entire mountain ranges across the continent. Though what makes Jake’s unique Tamaranean power something to watch out for is its unending ability to increase its maximum potential as he grows older. So if he’s a mountain buster at merely 10 years old, only X’hal can imagine how much he can bust at maximum once he’s 12

Now regarding them together, Chris obviously takes most of the power level count compared to his best friend but that doesn’t mean Jake is completely underneath Chris just by power level difference. Now matter the gap, they are teammates and best friends above all else which is what really matters.

3. The Duo mainly compare themselves to Gumball and Darwin Watterson from the titular Amazing World of Gumball and for good reason as their respective personalities can match up well enough with those two. While Chris is a lot brighter in his outlook and definitely less likely to jerkish moment as Gumball, both are known to have days of absolutely being so done with the way their bad luck ruins their day and they aren’t shy from sarcastic moments. Then there’s both Darwin and Jake, two guys who strive only for what they want being the best for everyone they care about. They stick by their respective best friends on their adventures and generally have a deep bind with said friends few people when their families can truly appreciate.

4. Really if anything, roughhousing is coded for Sibling tickle fights. Mar’i knows all of Jake’s most sensitive and favorite spots to scribble her fingers all across which get him bursting into uncontrollable blissful laughter every single time. And yes, her most common target one some nights when she playfully wants to tire out her baby brother are his feet, especially since they’re always sockless. Though Jake playfully in turn fights back with his own hands scribbling on his big sister’s own spots which get her laughing as well.

Now if there’s actually play wrestling involved and it’s between Chris, Mar’i and Jake, try as the boys might, Mar’i triumphs for certain with her ability to withstand most of the play holds the Duo can get in her and often waiting for her chance to strike after Chris and Jake go for play grappling each other.

5. The Duo cringe and wince so hard once the crunch is made, and both shield each other’s eyes. Sure Jake can resort to nutshots during superhero battles but even he internally winces as it’s always of the most painful things any man can endure.

6. Well….as once drawn here by our ever so lovely friend @spider-jaysart , I can for see a younger Mar’i dressing like this as Nightstar

As for that suggestion though, I can see it as a prototype Nightstar suit Jake made for her which while she certainly appreciated it, she prefers something more in line with her their Mother suits up

7. 😲

OooooooO….A new idea for a rouge for the Duo I see. I’ll look into this story and Ill see more of what you mean but I like it a lot already. Heck canonically in New Order, one of Jake’s school teammates was actual the nephew of Dr Light so him having a classmate that’s either super-powered or linked to someone with superpowers isn’t far fetched what so ever. I feel a lot of Flash Thompson tones with this idea for a rival/rouge for Skybird XD

[studywgabi]

My 3 Requirements (Ranked in Order of Importance, from Most to Least)

Okay, so, he has to hold the same values and beliefs. I know a lot of couples have different backgrounds or religions, but I personally would want us to feel the same way and have similar lifestyles, especially since I would like to raise my children in a particular way.

a. I am agnostic, a Democrat, a feminist, an ally, pro-choice, etc., and I would need him to be as well. I'm not super-super involved with politics or attending every single march, but I know how I feel, I feel very strongly, and I am firm in my beliefs. It would be perfectly fine with me if he was more or less active in politics than I am and if that changed over the years, and he would have to be okay with my level of activity. I'm not a walking dictionary of every single new term and I make mistakes, but I respect everyone and everyone's identity and I would need him to as well. We can disagree on the minutia of some issues as long as we agree overall. For example, I think abortion should be available until the age of viability, around 6 months, but if he thinks it should be 5, that's not a dealbreaker for me. If he was raised in a different way but became agnostic and liberal later in life, that's fine, too.

2. We have to want the same type of relationship and the same things out of life. I have nothing against it, but casual dating just isn't for me. I am looking only for a serious, long-term, exclusive relationship, and it's okay with me if I only ever have one relationship or sleep with one person in my life. I also want to wait a long time, I don't want to say until marriage, necessarily, because I can't know how I'll feel in the moment, but I want to wait until I love and trust someone completely. That might be until marriage, it might be until engagement, it might be 1 year, or six months. It would also depend on how long we knew each other before we started dating. If we met on an app, it would be much longer than if we were set up on a blind date by a trusted friend, and that would be much longer than if we knew each other or were friends beforehand. I am looking for a life partner that I marry after maximum 2 years of dating and 6 months of engagement and have children with.

a. I would love to adopt someday. I've always wanted to be an older parent, maybe even having more of a grandmother-type relationship with the kids. The adoption process itself takes several years, and I want to be in a place where I can take a few years of maternity leave. And I should probably learn how to take care of myself before I become a parent. I would need him to feel the same way. b. I want 2 and I want them to be spaced out from each other, at least 12 years. That's the way it was with my brother and me- we're 14 years apart. We never fought, we never had to share anything, our parents didn't have to worry about buying two of everything and always making sure everything is perfectly equal. When my brother was a moody teenager and wanted to be left alone, my parents had an infant that needed more attention. My brother had space and could help more with the new baby. I got my own room when he got his own apartment. I love him so much; he gives the best advice. We're very close even though I essentially grew up as an only child. I got the best of both worlds. The absolute oldest I'd want to be when I adopt would be 78 for my second kid. I'm Latina, but they could be any race and any gender, though I do want them to be older than newborns, but younger than preschoolers. I would much rather raise these children with a partner, but one of my dreams in life is to be a mother, and being a single mother isn't the determining factor for me in whether I adopt or not. c. I want to raise them in blue-state New York, for the schools, and the culture, and to encourage independence, but I want us to travel often. I want to teach them Spanish, my first language, and enroll them in a bilingual school. I want them to play at Central Park and see musicals and feel that they can be anything they want when they grow up. d. I know this is a tall order (you think?), but it's my dream. What can I say? I'm a planner, I'm a worrier. This is exactly how I want to do it, and if I can't afford it, then, honestly, I would rather not have children. Of course there will be plenty I can't anticipate, but I want to be as prepared and sure as I can be, and that's in New York. Maybe my life is going to look completely different, and that's okay, I've made my decision for now.

3. The last thing, less strict than my other requirements, is he would have to be reasonably close to my age. "Reasonable" will expand as I get older, but for now, when I'm 18, reasonable definitely starts at 17 and maxes out at around 23. Later on, I would feel much more comfortable dating someone even significantly older than a few years younger, but if the love of my life happens to be outside of my normal dating pool, that's okay. I wouldn't break up with someone solely because of our age difference, unless it caused significant conflict in our relationship. I just think that if it weren't age, it would be something else, like distance or work-life balance.

I'm usually very shy, except from when I'm spilling my guts about my sex life on the internet, of course. I'm a homebody and an introvert, and while I wouldn't want to limit myself to only one "type," I do often go for someone more extroverted and vivacious, someone who balances me out. I heard you know your standards are too high if you don't meet them yourself. The most important thing to me is compatibility, and I meet all of those standards because they all relate back to me, to having things in common. I know I'm very specific, but it's what I want, and I don't want to lead anyone on or force anyone to be in a relationship with me when we want different things. I know there's a strong possibility I'll stay single forever because what I'm searching for just doesn't exist, and that's okay with me. I still want to hold out hope and keep looking.

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thank you for replying🙏 i had a belief that subliminals weren't compatible with me because of my past failures and lack of results from them in the past. but you've helped me realise making my own subliminal is much more effective and brings me desired results.

however, i do have a quick question. what if i've never manifested anything in the past, how do i have the confidence i will successfully manifest what i want⁉️

You will be absolutely amazed with the awesome results you experience when you create your own mindset subliminal. I promise you.

I want to assure you that you are always manifesting all the time as the creator of your own reality. There would be no "external reality" if that wasn't the case because your reality is simply *yourself* being expressed in physical form. You are *reality* itself.

You are always manifesting and creating your own reality from your dominant state of consciousness (mindset). Your internal state of mind shapes your entire reality based on your honest beliefs about yourself and others.

Now, how do you have confidence in yourself to manifest? That's the role of your subliminal. Your perception of yourself right now is solely because of the deeper, subconscious beliefs of self-doubt you have had buried in your subconscious mind for what I assume to be a very long time. You have held these deeply rooted beliefs for ages, which affects your conscious perception of yourself.

The subliminal audio is designed to change your mindset by transforming your perception into having faith/confidence in yourself and your manifestation abilities. You just need to be seriously dedicated and consistent with listening to your subliminal every day or night.

I do want to say that this is a serious commitment of self-transformation, and it's beyond worth the patience and consistency. Don't worry about the results, they will come. Just continue to listen to your mindset subliminal every single day. Be patient.

I recommend listening to your subliminal for around 3-6 months for the best results and maximum change in your mindset because you're releasing all the negative subconscious beliefs of self-doubt that you have had for ages.

You will be absolutely amazed by the state of your new mindset, and you will truly feel like the confident manifestor that you were born to be.

You will have the internal confidence you need to in order to easily test out as many manifestations as you want. The more you practice your ability, the more confident and faith you will develop from your successful manifestations until you reach the point of complete unwavering and Unshakeable faith in yourself and your own power. Nothing will ever be able to break your newfound confidence in yourself.

Practice, practice, practice.