#~arsenal ace~

[thegatesofinfinitespace]

My fashion? It's a strange thought, enough to shake off his embarrassment, and it suddenly occurs to the Copy that there wasn't really any point of comparison they could look to for reference for both sides of the isle, save for his and Crim's armor versus Vile's.

Armor truly being that bulky did align with the few files they'd managed to uncover before. Older reploid design wasn't built to be compared to humans, but they likely also had the materials to spare. He thinks back to the tower behind him, doing his best to hide a grimace. It was best to have Crim come here, then to be closer there.

Although... he can't really see his companion with anything other than the silver hair he'd always had. "...Maybe it's the Mythos. Az-- my mentor," hastily added, for an unwillingness to name drop that person to either party with him yet, "implied that it could affect the physical frame to a degree." Except for Seraph, who only ever seemed to have it strain his core.

He's not really sure where to start though. Despite working to get them both in the same place, was it really his place to ask? Not that he didn't want to know-- just knowing anything about Crimson was...

"...Okay, right, so... the Wars haven't happened yet." Which was about all he knew as far as written history and oral history were concerned. Before that, things kinda had fallen to the wayside, even in what little had managed to survive the archives-- but then again he and Crim hadn't finished going through that trove.

Plus, hard to think of what Crimson would want to know... "Uh... You... said that he was-- is-- your commanding officer. Are you on a unit?" Were there others?

...No. Wait, there was one more. It felt like playing with fire, asking that. "Is... X on your unit...?"

Awkward as the situation is, it's coming from a good place. Seraph is genuinely giving him an olive branch here. This meeting isn't about the Resistance, this isn't about Neo Arcadia, it's just about....

Helping me.

"...I..... see." Oh, right, their company. The Zero turns his attention back to Vile, somewhat struck by the Maverick Hunter. That name, that armor, there is something there, even if all that remains is fragmented data. ...forgot? The purple reploid frowns to himself. Can't imagine what kind of hell you went through for your own memories to be unrecoverable. "Shorter," Vi confirms now that the introductions have passed, and to lift his own spirits. Strange being the metaphorical authority in the room, but nothing he can't handle with an audience of only two. "Course, your old armor was a lot bulkier. Seems you're matching Seraph's fashion these days." A wonder why all the armor was so sleek-- is it sturdier or a lack of materials?

"I'll level with you, you don't look and sound exactly like the Zero I know-- my boss is blonder for one-- but I'm willing to bet you've at least got some things in common." His helmet tilts towards Seraph, as if to make sure it's still alright to proceed.

"I don't suppose either of you had a place you wanted me to start? Seraph here can probably guess from our earlier chat what I haven't.... y'know, done, yet." Sort of? The missing history is going to make it hard to compare notes but surely they could find a mutual event somewhere.

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"Vile, I have an assignment for you." It's... a grocery list? --- There is a distinct sense of surprise as the Maverick Hunter looks over the notepad, and then back to Dr. Cain. Somehow, he'd assumed when he'd been sent over, that the world famous roboticist was in dire need of expertise specific to the Hunter Organization.

"...right..." who normally handles this kind of thing? Vi wants to ask, but holds his tongue. It's just a little grocery shopping, no big deal. ...............

//Hey, Zain?// The ping isn't out of the ordinary, a fairly innocent from Xanti. //Are you still.... uh, planning to get some stuff for the kitchen today?// Hopefully it isn't too late to message. //Would you mind er, checking on Vi for me while you're out?//

@overx

//Yes, I'm already there.// A reusable grocery bag in hand, already full of ingredients for a simple pasta dish.

It's not out of the ordinary. In the first few seconds to follow while his boyfriend was typing, the blond had the initial assumption Xanti was going to ask him to pick up additional ingredients for dinner, or something he was craving at that very moment.

Instead...

He makes eye contact with a familiar shade of purple, right as the X's message pinged through. //...Just found him.// An incredible scene, really. Zain approaches nonchalantly, reaching past the Hunter for powdered parmesan, but can't help but voice his opinion flatly.

It wasn't like his own unarmored face was a secret. "Why... didn't you come in civvies?"

[mewtwo365]

Thinkin about Great Ace Attorney so i re-did this meme with Herlock Sholmes!

Hope you enjoy this silly drawing, and have an AWESOME day!!

[rowanberrypop]

tms and capcom… call me

[australianklaviergavin]

I was telling my brother about the art of Kazuma and Ryunosuke where it is, like, abundantly obvious that they traded scarves at some point for whatever reason, and he (really thoughtfully) went "That's interesting....... So how did they have a child....? Was it a science baby?" before adding on the absolute killer of "Was Harebrayne involved?"

[doctorsiren]

drawing during anthropology

[givemewallywestorgivemedeath]

Dick: Are. you. serious?!

Damian: It was the only option!

Dick: THE ONLY- I need a second

Damian: I-

Dick: NO! I. need. a second!

Roy: Great, cause I'm raring to go!

Roy, turning to Emiko: What in the fresh hell were you thinking?!

Emiko: I don't have to explain myself to you

Roy: Acting tough for a girl who knows I have Dinah on speed dial

Emiko: Pull your phone out and you'll have some broken fingers to match your broken phone

Roy: Oh yeah? Well-

Dick: Okay! I'm calm! Let's just apologize to each other and have a calm discussion about-

Damian: I'm not sorry

Dick:

Dick: I am no longer calm. Wally! Sub in!

Wally: What? Oh. Um sure

Wally: Ace! How dare you! I... am very mad. At you.

Ace: Uh, yeah! Yeah! I'm also mad, very mad, and now I'm going to argue! Because you... You don't listen to me!

Wally: And you don't listen to me!! So now I'm goING TO YELL ABOUT IT!

Ace: GREAT! I'M GOING TO YELL BACK!

Wally and Ace: AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Emiko:

Roy: ... what the fuck

Dick: Oh my g- You two know that you don't have to pretend to argue to make us feel better, right?

Wally: We just didn't want to rub it in

[rainymeadows-art]

i refuse to elaborate

[pixiesfz]

why did nobody tell me that there was an Arsenal womens x sidemen video

“hi my names Caitlin Foord I should score but…we’ll see”

[tiger-in-the-flightdeck]

.... Roy, you're supposed to be explaining why people think Connor's gay, not why they think you're gay.

[ac3may]

“ the wag diaries ”

How You Met

~ Alessia Russo ~

~~~~~~~~~~

Alessia would never make any claim to know anything about ice hockey before she met you

but if interrogated she couldn't deny that Y/N L/N was a prominent face in her mind since she was a teen

most people had only recently began to recognise you with your increasing sponsorships

Alessia however had known of you from your college days

she had been dragged to a UNC friends hometown in Minnesota where she attended her first ever ice hockey game

it was an unfamiliar sport to the Brit, the violence definitely shocked her

she thought football was physical enough

number 23 immediately drew her attention though

the way she managed to dominate the rink while still gliding so gracefully was addicting

it wasn't until four years later when your face was plastered across all the sporting outlets that Alessia was reminded just how attractive she found the sport

or maybe it really was just you

the next time you crossed Alessia’s path you were a lot more physical, a lot more real, and a lot more directly in front of her

both being sponsored by Beats by Dre you had been invited to their rooftop event in LA, launching a new product

laying eyes on the blonde from across the dance floor you knew immediately you had to meet her

approaching her at the bar it was evident that she was shocked to see you

although that did nothing but spur your ego

the cocky glint appearing in your eye only attracted Alessia more

"hey, pretty lady. any chance I can interest you in drink? some company perhaps?”

"well I'm pretty sure it's an open bar, so drinks are free" 

*eyes widen in rejection*

*she touches your arm*

she TOUCHES your arm!!

"but I could do with some company"

you then spend the following many drinks sat a little too close to be friendly

talking, giggling, and flirting around the fire pit

within an hour the pair of you had abandoned the groups you arrived with and tumbled into whoever's hotel room was closest

the following morning of room service in bed and further extra-circicular activities had Alessia thinking maybe something more would come

but after watching your broad shoulders walk away from her, freshly showered back buried in her duvet, there was no contact to follow

after several months of teasing from Ella about her new interest in hockey you appeared again

you had been visiting England to complete several press and media requirements, one of which being a photoshoot campaign with Beats

grumbling to your best friend and manager after a long train ride and cramped Uber to the studio in Manchester the last person you expected to be faced with was Alessia

not learning her lesson, again Alessia ended up in the same bed as you by the end of the night

as well as a supply closet, restaurant bathroom and hotel pool before that

this time though she was the one to walk away, and not without the promise of a regular arrangement

you were by no means in a relationship

but every time you were in the same country you sought each other out

neither of you had time for that anyway

a year later when Alessia joined her team in the Euros final you made the decision to fly out and surprise her in the stands

As soon as she made eye contact with you Alessia lost all interest in the impending afterparty

staying only as long as was polite before dragging you off to yet another hotel room

You were more than happy to accommodate her wishes though

the entire trip being made to celebrate her achievements in the first place

Alessia is demanding in physically wrapping your arms around her naked body when you try to stand and leave

on the high of the win she is extra confident

and the exhaustion catching up to her reigns her filterless

"why do you always leave me, am I just a warm body to you?"

*you gape, too stunned to speak*

*her pout is dramatically adorable*

"Alessia you are SO much more than a warm body to me! how could you even think that?!"

holding her tighter in your arms you listen as she explains her insecurity

all the while she played with your tangled fingers, resting on her stomach

hearing her out you admitted your intimidation of her being too good for you

the simple solution, that pleased both of you, came when she finally asked you to be her girlfriend

of course you agreed immediately

sealing it with a kiss

~~~~~~~~~~

Okay, question for anyone enjoying/invested in the wag diaries. Does anyone have suggestions for different nicknames we could maybe call the “characters”? I feel like mixing all the Y/N’s is already getting pretty confusing….

[thegatesofinfinitespace]

"If you say so." Zain's shoulders lift into a shrug. "Do you think you'll last that long until then? It's a little over a week left." Hold that thought.

His peripheral alarm was going off. It usually never needed to be armed at HQ, but. Well. Everyone is the enemy now. There is a rapidly approaching blur on his and the other 0th Hunter's location and only one individual that he knew who could move that fast. He only has seconds to grab Vi, locking the purple reploid into his warp signature as he teleports away.

"--Jeez. Didn't think she'd... find me that quickly."

"I'll.... consider your offer." It was an unexpected invitation, but then again there was no telling how long their fellow Hunters would be on this tirade. Most likely until the holiday had passed.

"Think there's a bit too long between now and the end of the holidays though." Would hate to overstay my welcome. "Plus I mean-- you and Xanti need time to yourselves."

It's not exactly a secret the X loves any reason to celebrate.

[thegatesofinfinitespace]

@overx

A conundrum.

Despite their productive conversation, there was a cloud of awkwardness that coated every exchange they'd made since it. Sure, it wasn't like they had stopped exchanging words after he'd just, blurted his thoughts out for them both to re-read. They hadn't been dishonest, no, but it had probably been... out of left-field to hear them.

Or that was, at least, how he'd assumed Vi had taken them. The purple Hunter's impression of the Zero prior to their rather enlightening last few month hadn't exactly been stellar.

Despite Zain's self-destructive mannerisms, he had already found himself wanting to clear up their misunderstandings. Had to, to keep the future from meeting the same path it once diverged from. This was his last chance. He owed Vile that much.

In... all retrospect, that wasn't the actual issue here, regardless of his musings. The blond sighed, a grimace twisting his expression as he stared at the flier in his mail. Zain swipes at the disposable screen, skimming the date again.

Two weeks. He's not left with many candidates.

So it is with reluctance that the Commander activates his communications, with the one person he assumed would desire to assist the least.

//...What kind of civvies do you own?//

[mewtwo365]

Herlock Sholmes (dog version) reads Arsene Lupin!

The re-naming of Sherlock to Herlock in GAA got me to read the Arsene Lupin stories, so i thought it’d be fun to draw him reading the story where his name came from! XD

hope you enjoy, and have an AWESOME day!!!

[kuronekofe-ao3]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61139374/chapters/156222853

Title: I Could Kiss You

Pairings: JayRoy and preslash JayDick (future polyamory)

Summary:

The story of how Jason and Roy go from vigilante partners to husbands over the span of six years.

This is the prequel to my "Chosen Family" series, but it can be read as a standalone.

Word count: Currently, ~13k words across seven chapters. A few more chapters to come.

[velvees-archive]

TGAA 1-2 Spoilers!

literally what is his PROBLEM LMFAO