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dyketubbo · 1 year

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tbh for me the thing about cbeeduo is that its so like. how am i supposed to look at this dynamic and not feel insane for the rest of my life. like going along w the crushing during nlm hc ranboo fell in love w tubbo at his WORST. they saw some child president who was probably on illegal substances like half of the time with a tired face and forced grin as he got through politics he didnt understand and got insults hurled at him, comparing him to an abusive dictator as he tried to solve a trolley problem (his best friend was on one line and his country was on the other and of course he chooses majority rule but the trolley loops back around anyways and all he did was delay the inevitable) and ranboo saw some 16yr old on his last leg going on about how he felt like he was going to die soon (and hes too too close to the cliffs edge but hes grinning and its like hes really hoping death is a happy ending) and everyone was leaving him and he didnt want all this and ranboo goes follow my voice i wont leave im sorry and they fall in love with whatever virtues there are left in tubbo and decide that they would keep trying to do right by him

and then, inevitably, ranboo messes up and betrays tubbo and tubbos voice shudders and ranboo never wants to see that broken expression of disbelief again so he fights for a country even though hes been disenchanted with it for a while and hes never liked picking sides anyways (but this is tubbo, and if hes choosing tubbo its okay because he cant hurt tubbo again) and of course it falls anyways and tubbo makes a new home and tubbo makes nukes and tubbo makes a plan and then tubbo is on his knees and an axe is held to his neck and ranboo barely gets a glimpse before things are moving forward and tubbo is pressed to her side calling them minutes man again

the marriage starts out as a joke, tubbos never been rich and ranboo only gets richer and tubbo pretends its for tax benefits, hes just a golddigger, because right now its a joke and thats all hes letting it be. but then hes laughing like normal but it feels different and hes looking at the family portrait of the two and michael and hes thinking about bunk beds and he gets a mansion because hes in love at this point because ranboo was there during his worst moments and even as tubbos getting (relatively) better ranboos still there and of course tubbo forgives him because when he met ranboo they reminded him painfully of himself and tubbo cant let ranboo be like him so he falls in love with them instead and if ranboos going to stick by him tubbos going to try and be someone good to stick by

but of course ranboo finds bad influences anyways and tommy is back but different and everythings different and ranboo wont move in so every few days its just him and michael (and god, he shouldnt be a parent at 17, what is he doing with his life? he should have been dead by now) and he tries so so hard to be good for michael and good for ranboo and better for tommy and he isnt really good to himself but thats fine and ranboo is so much better than he'll ever be and michael adores him and tubbo adores him and its fine that the mansion is collecting dust and its fine that ranboo lives by tubbos executioner and the people who helped destroy his country and its fine that he doesnt really know who ranboo is at all outside of his kind husband that was there for him at his worse and its fine that ranboo doesnt really know who tubbo is outside of someone who has been through a lot and needs a good break and its fine that theyre keeping secrets its fine that they never really talk about their problems (its fine that its been months and ranboo still hasnt moved in)

and then they have their first disagreement and tubbo tries to make up for it and it works until they have their first argument and ranboo tries to make up for it but he has to make a point too and they hardly get to talk about it before suddenly time has passed and

and ranboos dead and tubbos a widow and single father at 18 and his (their) son got kidnapped and hes making friends with murderers and hes not sure how to feel about his husbands ghost (and ranboo is so so happy to be dead and ranboo is in limbo alone and tubbo doesnt know how any of this works) so he moves on and his anger gets the best of him and he pushes someone off a bridge and he moves on and he isnt getting better and he moves on and nothings getting better and he moves on and because the dream smp is at its core not that great pretty often theres no closure to any of this ever tubbo dies and loses all his memories ranboos forever a ghost and takes his son elsewhere and thats it the end youre just meant to be normal about all this now. they never learned how to truly trust each other and they were so so in love and wanted to be good for each other but never talked about their problems and now they just Dont Get To. The End !

#mask mews #not to go insane but im going insane rn #beeduo #dsmp #tubbo #ranboo

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harleehazbinfics · 2 months

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HOME IS WHERE MY HEART IS. (S1 FINALE)

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Word Count: 1400+ A/N: 😭 we're already done!! thank you sm for being part of the journey hngh, it's insane how much this blog has grown despite it just me spitting out random scenarios, this was my first series here. so im grateful to each and every one that has come with me in the process. every heart, comment and reblog made me happy. please enjoy the s1 finale! I'll be over my other works doing stuff so you can check them out here: link

“I need you to stay here,” I say holding Abby’s shoulders, “We can’t risk you getting caught in the crossfire. Promise me.”

She furrows here brows before nodding, “I understand.”

“Good,” I say firmly before kissing her cheek, “I love you so much.”

“Stay safe, mom,” she encourages with a smile.

I return it and give her crystal orb. “Here, you can have this. This can help you see what’s going on outside.”

She accepts and immediately inspects it. Her fingers brushing on the screen seeing her mother’s face in the orb as she was in real time. I gave a smile which was transmitted to the orb instantly. She slides on the orb one more time to her father, attending the speech Charlie was speaking. She hid it with the use of her powers and gives me one final hug.

“Dear, why don’t you join the other’s downstairs? You should get to know them better now that you decided on staying,” Alastor joins us and holds my waist with one hand and his microphone in the other.

“Oh! Right!” she enthusiastically runs down the hall and disappears.

“Gosh, where does she get that energy from,” I comment holding my cheek, feeling tired just looking at her. “That definitely wasn’t from me.”

Alastor laughs and gives me a kiss on the cheek before we follow after her slowly. He says this instead of answering, “As long as she’s happy that’s fine!”

I roll my eyes playfully at him and gazed at the group that gathered around the bar. I spot Abby holding a glass of orange juice trying to get closer to Cherri. I laugh at her actions, of course she chooses the coolest one to be her friend.

“Hi! I’m Abigail! You can just call me Abby,” she introduces holding out her hand.

“Uhh, sup? Name’s Cherri,” the pinkette answers reluctantly shaking her hand.

“Pleasure to meet you! We’ve met before but I never caught your name,” Abby asks the arachnid.

“Angel Dust. Angel’s fine, toots. Orange juice? What are you? 5?” Angel asks not exactly mocking her, but genuine confused by her choice.

“I’ve tried liquor before but it’s just not for me,” she replies not even bothered that she just got slighted.

“Fair enough,” Angel shrugs before walking to the bar to talk to Husk.

“So, uhh, your dad’s the radio demon?” Cherri asks trying to be polite.

“Indeed!” Abby answers enthusiastically, “We haven’t seen each other since I was a kid though.”

“Oh, why? What happened?” Cherri asks placing her drink down.

“He—uhh died when I was younger and by the time I was 15 I only had a few memories that I remember of him.”

“Oh shit. What about your mom though?”

“Mom also died when I was 14. So, I was on my own for a time in my life.”

“Well, at least we survived that shit. To being orphans!” Cherri exclaims raising her glass to Abby.

“Hurray?!” Abby panics confused and clinked their glasses together before doing the same as Cherri who downed her drink.

Alastor and I laugh while Niffty crawls on the railing between us.

“Ah, the celebratory night before a courageous last stand. It's been a surprising thrill to witness these wayward souls find connection. Almost makes one sentimental, eh, Niffty?”

“I really like them, Alastor. They let me put on roach puppet shows without booing!” she replies enthusiastically, while I watched the two talk with a smile on my face.

“Ah, an enjoyable collective to be around. I admit one could get accustomed,” he sighs looking back down at them, particularly at Abby who was getting along with them quite well.

“I dub thee, King Roach,” NIffty proclaimed, putting on a bug crown on Alastor which he let her do and gave her a little bow.

“Oh, to understand your twisted little mind!” he comments before they started cackling where Alastor just played along with her. It made me sentimental of how he used to play house and have tea parties with Abby way back when.

Niffty scampers off with the other giving me the space and scoot over to him. “Will you be okay handling Adam?” I asked worriedly.

“It’ll be fine. I’ll be as careful as can. I’m not going to lose to him that easily,” he snorts, “You, however, I need you to back to me in one piece.”

I sighed and reminded him, “I think you forgot our deal, Al. I won’t exist if you don’t.”

He falls silent and tries to think. While I continue and place my hand on his chest, “You own my heart and my everything. This body beats for two. United as one, in sickness and in health—”

“Til’ death do us part,” we finish together. He wordlessly encases me in his arms and fall into a comfortable silence.

--timeskip

“Here they come. Get ready, everyone. We fight together!”

“Now! FOR YOUR SOULS!”

“Let's FUCK THEM UP!”

Alastor and I waited for them at the top of the hotel, watching as the angels begin their assault.

“Let the slaughter begin. AHAHAHAHAHAHA-HA!” Alastor yells swinging his microphone, summoning a black force field around us.

I left him and dove all the way from the rooftop and phasing to the floor, allowing me to transform into my giant demon form. With a terrifying grin and half lidded eyes that craved for chaos, I let out a shriek causing everyone to cover their ear giving Alastor to cut down the angels.

I raise my left and clenched it into a fist encasing every angel that aimed for me in a bubble immobilizing them, leaving them to Angel to shoot down. In that moment, Alastor’s shield disappeared leaving the silhouette of Adam with a sadistic smile.

He lounges for me while I only swiped him away with my hand causing him to tumble and crash on top of the hotel where Alastor was waiting for him. I left them and focused on helping the others, summoning my underlings to help the others.

After a while of killing angels, their numbers didn’t seem to waver making me curse under my breath feeling the weight of prolonging this fight for so long. I let out a pained shriek collapsing on myself and transforming back to my original form.

‘Shit. Is Alastor ok? What the hell happened?’ I thought starting to get delirious with the pain.

“MILEDY NO!”

“SUCK MY HOLY LIGHT, FUCKERS! YEAH!” Adam yells over our heads making me glare at him.

“What? Alastor was supposed to handle him. Oh no, he must be—”

White noise fills my ears as my vision starts to fail me leaving me in an unconscious state, where the last thing I see was tendrils wrapping around me.

---later

“Dad!”

“Alastor!!”

Everyone hugs him seeing his return that he was safe, however they fail to spot Miledy with him.

“Dad… Where’s mom?” Abby asks worried, trying to calm herself before she goes crazy looking for her mom.

“She’s fine. Just resting,” he assures giving his daughter a smile. ‘She has to be,’ he thought furrowing his brows before following the others.

<<flashback>>

“Al!” I scream getting away from an exorcist that was after me. She pushes me down and attempts to stab my chest. As soon as the steel met my skin, a tendril pushes her off me. I screamed as I see a large cut, opening up my chest. I watch mortified as I see my own beating heart.

“Miledy!”

Alastor rushes to me and knelt beside me. I hold onto him tightly confused and afraid, “Al, where are we? I don’t know what’s going on. I’m scared!”

His breathing stutters and tries to answer her, his eyes knit together and wore a frown. “It’s okay, you’re okay. I need to save you. You have to make a deal with me, Mel.”

I nodded my head despite not knowing anything he was saying. I just wanted to get out of here and be with him. Explain things to me carefully without my life being endangered and on the run.

“Mel, you will have to give your heart to me. So that no one will find your weakness, this is to keep you alive. Do we have a deal?” Alastor says to me seriously a faint green light emanating from him and his outstretched hand.

I nodded vehemently and shook his hand, “Deal.”

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moonshynecybin · 3 months

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thinking about FCO Rosquez at their first PR-forced public dinner (like a week or two after the announcement, Wednesday or Thursday night) and how their conversation is supposed to go when Marc was dying to talk to Valentino all winter (still has a string of unanswered texts in his phone) but now he’s closed off and Valentino wants to make this work but can’t have them fight in public or be silent for an entire hour, do we think they find a middle ground or Vale just talk about random things on his own or they somehow ignore everything and are able to tell each other about their winter or subjects that have nothing to do with MotoGP or—

court mandated date night nooooo poor marc :(

this is so nuts to think about... like even outside the insane emotional reality of getting outed and the violence of public scrutiny and like. marc having (once again !) his ability to control his own narrative ripped away from him by his association with valentino— which is his LEAST favorite thing (i do think he blames himself for the photos though... like maybe if i wasnt such a whore we wouldnt be in this mess :((( which. marc buddy naur.) on TOP of that he is having a romantic candellit dinner with his ex situationship that he is still in love with. one million points lightning damage. so everyone is extremely strung out at this shitty little date night table (michelin restaurant lbr) and marc has justtttt gone dark on his whatsapp thread with valentino. maybe he is trying to maybe exert some control over his life here in small ways... put up SOME walls in clumsy self protective fashion...

but VALE is like okay. so if this thing between us is public he doesnt want it or want me. interesting. okay im cool im fine im good np who cares i hate him anyway (girl.) and he's also um. kind of reeling from the abrupt reversal of the status quo here tbh. marc has never played hard to get ever ever not once in his entire life. no self preservation on that man 5ever. he's literally always been there giving vale flattering attention and being in love with him !!! so vale is kind of off-balance here being met with some version of the marc marquez freezeout, not sure how to react but missing marc's attention. and he chooses to compensate as he does with most roadblocks in his life: full charm offensive. (he also, in some selfless and tender corner in the back of his mind that he is trying to ignore, just really and truly knows marc is FREAKED and misses seeing him laugh. he wants the evil jajajas.... he will do anything for the evil jajajas....) so he is trying. SO hard to get him to crack a smile. lowkey causing a scene in the restaurant by being such a clown... but marc isnt really biting. is still responding, like they ARE having a conversation, but its nothing like it used to be. clearly he is just being polite. smiles twice ALL night—all wan and pale and beautiful and so clearly exhausted—and vale's mouth gets all dry and his ribcage feels like its going to implode. and of course in response to this he is like wow. my heartburn is going crazy. damn. [chugging wine].

like looking to real life, as awkward as rosquez have been in their years of estrangement, they have always had to share space. for 6 years in that paddock ! that's a lot of years of small talk ! they can have and will do it if necessary... so as the night drags i think marc talks about riding and the season to fill in the gaps... goes home and gives himself a list of regimented rules to stick to when interacting with valentino (i see him texting exclusively the PR thread more as his classically unpracticed self protection style than like. a deliberate fuck you to that end. i cant drunk booty call vale if karen from PR is also there type stuff). that being said, eventually i do think he makes elaborate excuses to BEND these rules bc he still wants valentino's attention. and also his tongue in his mouth. hes like okay! i am only kissing valentino in front of tv cameras if we both podium! and then they DONT share a podium and hes like. okay! it would be WEIRD if i didnt kiss vale after i podiumed even if he didnt! because thats what i would do if we were actually together! [starts jogging across the paddock like a dick-seeking missile.]

#[SEND IN THE CLOWNS DOT EM PEE THREE]#i also think both of them fundamentally oppose awkward silences. they are YAPPERSSS #motogp #callie speaks #asks #rosquez #forced coming out au

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tianshiisdead · 20 days

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(angry vagueposting) imagine living comfortably as the majority ethnic group in a white western country and being so fucking insanely mad and upset at global southies and nonwhite people for being ‘negative and bitter and mean towards europeans and the west’ and like ranting in the tags about how much they’re downers and make you feel bad and guilty which is bad because they’re angry and rude and cruel or whatever and that is why you block anyone who brings up racism or ‘politics’ (while you yourself have of course reblogged lgbt issues and ‘politics’ before lmfao) like. okay get over it dumbfuck. Do you think I start pissing and shitting and crying the moment someone brings up the real and important issues around Manchu led genocides and colonialism of frontier regions????? Because it ‘makes me feel bad’ for being manchu???? how fucking selfish would i have to be to call people still suffering the fallout ‘negative and bitter and mean and rude’ for talking about it just because it makes my ego hurt for a second because i’m manchu????? oh my god if you have that much of a victim complex go to therapy instead of venting about the mean and evil anti european anti western poc devils. sincerely get over it

if you’re so mad at them then fine block and mute, whatever, i think ur a coward but im not going to snap at you if you do it quietly and mind your business. but RANTING about it and painting this picture of the angry bitter reverse racist downer global southies/nonwhite people who are hurting your poor feelings so much and bullying you for happening to be born in the west uwu (they are not even talking to you but just talking in general) for talking about racism and genocide etc they or their people face is VILE there are LIVES being lost you evil creature. Do you think I fucking scream and cry when people point out the privilege of living in north america and the exploitation that our lifestyles rests on??? because it makes me feel guilty????? of course not, if you feel guilty just get over it and try to do some good where you can, donate where you can and better yourself by being sensitive and kind, you’re tormenting yourself in your own brain if you wallow in guilt to the point of blaming poc for being loud.

#diary #hater tag

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windypuddle · 1 year

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enstars headcanons

ok im going in order but i dont have headcanons for a few characters for sure. so. whatever on we go . just saying in advance these are mostly gender and Autism

fine:

eichi tenshouin: look i cant say anythinf about this guy hes already canonically terminally ill and gay. like what do you want me to do

wataru hibiki: genderfluid. whatever gender fits the performance. shes the moment hes the star theyre the epitome of an actor

tori: boy you are so gnc. princess but not a girl you know

yuzuru: has definitely had impulse thoughts about dying his hair and having a scene phase at 3 am

trickstar

hokuto: bigender. sooooo queer . also autistic

mao: um ritsu braided his hair sometimes when they were younger

ryuseitai:

chiaki: trans guy i have many feelings about this but he leans into the hero thing because its gender affirming. also autism

kanata: no gender only blublublub. likes wearing long skirts. filipino. has like 1 million fish earrings. also autism

tetora: TRANSMASC ‼️💥💪

midori: transfem... also autistic.. she is so important

shinobu: Autism Autism Autism. bonus the detachment from gender that sometimes comes with the autism but he hasnt really thought about it. hes just some guy

alkaloid:

hiiro: transmasc autistic i will die on this hill

aira: my lovely mutuals have convinced me with blasian aira its canon to me now. white french? no. cowards happyele are cowards i tell you. theres such a vast portion of the francophone world that is not white . also transmasc

mayoi: scaredgirl weirdboy core. whatever gender is easier at the moment. she likes being pretty

tatsumi: ok yknow what. fuck it. aroace tatsumi

eden:

nagisa: so much autism. nonbinary guy. religious trauma

ibara: lesbian. not going to elaborate bc thats not my problem ibara is just a lesbian

hiyori: hes just gay idk what to tell you. cisboy gay who is so annoying. when people complain about "gay isn't a personality trait" theyre complaining about him. also chubby

jun: also gay but fans love him for being normal about it. one of his main motivations for working out is being able to princess carry hiyori. hes so polite usually its insane but with eden he doesnt care because he loves them so hes a bit of a bitch

valkyrie:

shu: god is a woman and her name is shu itsuki. transfem and autistic i will Also die on this hill.

mika: transmasc and autistic

2wink:

hinata: men liker but dont ask me about her gender idk

yuuta: i see those slipups in twin peaks girl u are transfem nonbinary i think

crazy:b:

rinne: bigender [wild cheering] also demi aka down bad for niki specifically

niki: tboy swag but hes not really bothered too much about medically transitioning. arospec i think

himeru: Sooooo nonbinary. so so so nonbinary. i like to hc afab nonbinary himeru and mainly got top surgery to more easily pass as kaname but like gahdamn of course you have blue hair and pronouns (they/it/no pronouns)

kohaku: tboy swag . the gender in crazy:b is off the charts

Undead:

rei: 1 million genderqueer and SO gay. has all the problems of an older sister but also the hotness that comes with issues u know.

kaoru: ok. bear with me. aussie. also transfem... like what do you mean you hate men and only hang out with girls. definitely arospec

koga: AUTISM!! weirdgirl to autism boy wonder transmasc swag pipeline

adonis: also autism. he can be gnc. as a treat

akatsuki:

keito: come on man we all know youre gay and insufferable about it

kuro: he should get to have piercings i think

souma: autism boy wonder. while you were busy learning social cues he was studying the blade. also applies to gender norms

ra*bits:

nazuna: boy there is something gender going on with you. weirdboy or maybe a gender cis people have never heard of.

tomoya: That Is The Normalest Girl I've Ever Seen

mitsuru: autism

hajime: girl what is your gender. hes like the narrator of the arch nemesis cynthia post. so poor they cant afford a gender

knights:

tsukasa: autistic and please please please let him be chubby. staring at happyele with my biggest saddest eyes Please let tsukasa be chubby. while you're at it can he wear a skirt. please

leo: ok i give a lot of characters autism because i have autism and i get it but i think leo has adhd

izumi: agender. any pronouns. idk what to tell you he said in next door that he doesnt care about gender only beauty

arashi: only normal one in knights. i love aranee she should get 1 million hours to stress bake if she wants to

ritsu: ah i understand why vampires are gay. occasionally a girl if its funny

switch:

natsume: Diversity win!! the angry witch is transmasc!!! neurodivergent but i think its funnier if i dont specify.

tsumugi: new gender unlocked its pathetic wifeguy. hes every spirit in the fields of punishment and he does it willingly for natsume

sora: wahoo autism ^_^ yippee!!

madara: is cowboy a gender?

feel free to reblog and throw in ur own headcanons i love hearing other fans hcs it is so awesome!!

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quodekash · 7 months

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its been an hour and a half and I am precisely 17 minutes through the episode. this is gonna be a long night

SO-

SO WHY-

SO WHY DIDNT YOU-

WHY THE HELL DID YOU NEVER FREAKING TALK TO YOUR SON ABOUT SOCCER BITCH????

HE'S CLEARLY INTERESTED IN IT TOO

maybe you could've talked to him about it when he was asking you about fifa

you recognised the game, and he said "do you know this game?" and instead of telling him what you know about the game, or how you used to play it, or engaging in some kind of conversation, you say "Ive seen a lot of young people playing it during my campaign" because all you seem to care about is politics and the campaign, and teenagers as a whole generic concept rather than as individuals, and you dont seem to think of your SON as an individual

and I get that parenting is mistakes over and over again and its a learning experience for everyone involved, but I feel like after 18 years maybe you should have a hang on like. holding a positive conversation with your son for over 90 seconds?

WHY THE HELL DID HE NEVER TALK TO HIS SON ABOUT SOCCER, THATS ALL I WANT TO KNOW

SURELY HE SAW SAILOM AND KANG TRAINING VIGOROUSLY FOR KANG TO TRY OUT FOR THE TEAM

HE COULDVE JUST GONE OUT THERE AND SAID "hey I used to play a lot, can I help give some pointers?" AND HE COULDVE PLAYED SOCCER WITH YOUR SON AND HAD A GOOD POSITIVE BONDING EXPERIENCE WITH HIM

BUT NO, INSTEAD HE DECIDES TO PAY TO GET KANG ON THE TEAM

and I get that he had good intentions, he saw that kang wanted to be on the team so he wanted to ensure that kang got what he wanted. but it would've been better to actually show an interest in his sons interests rather than keeping it on the sidelines, to let his son work for a reward rather than just giving it to him without having achieved anything.

sorry I need to shut up about this man but I have so many thoughts and he could be doing so much better but he just isn't

yes

thank you sailom, thank you

yeah, that about sums it up

good job

you got there

finally

but even though its been so long of you neglecting him, it's not too late to try to slowly fix those broken bonds

if you both work together, you can work this out

(ah crap now ive got the song from high school musical 2 stuck in my head)

(what is it with this series and making me think of high school musical)

BRO JUST DID THE SPLITS

THATS IMPRESSIVE

are you okay my guy?

ahhhh

okay

so the root of the issue: terrible communication

juST TALK TO YOUR SON-

how very heartliming of them

noooooo the angst is already here

they had the scene PERFECTLY set up for a tender guynawa moment, and yet they dove right into the angst

guy was injured and in the nurse's office thing

when guy got injured, nawa looked so worried about him

there was a perfect opportunity for nawa to go visit him and tease him lovingly and for them to have a thuakan moment in the sickbay

but no, of course its episode 10 and of course they're following the msp formula where they develop the side couple an insane amount in episode 9 and then come episode 10 and its focused on one of the main character's and their parent

which like is fair, both this plotline and the msp episode 10 plotline are very important but like come on man I just want my side couple content

oh crap that is bad

but he'll be fine

right?

he'll be okay

he's still alive right?

he's just unconscious

the ambos are there, they'll patch him up and he'll be okay

please

kang and kong need to repair their relationship, and it's not too late for that

right?

surely

crap im scared

they didnt kill gim in msp, I have to trust that they wont kill kong

istg if they make both the main characters orphans--

ha fun.

this is so fun.

I am highly amused in this present moment.

how wonderful it would be to see your boyfriend's father potentially dying, and then moments later to see your brother being restrained and taken out of the house, clearly being arrested for that exact crime.

just such a... joyous experience.

HOLY CRAP THE EPISODE STARTED AIRING TWO HOURS AND TEN MINUTES AGO AND IM ONLY JUST NOW ON 2/4, I HAVE A PROBLEM

SEE??? HE'S FINE, ITS FINE, I TOLD YOU IT WOULD BE FINE

ALL OF YOU WERE SO SO WORRIED BUT I WAS COMPLETELY CALM AND COLLECTED

HOY FRICK NOODLES COVERED IN GRAVY AND DOING THE NUTBUSH IM SO RELIEVED

CRAPPP

WHAT THE HELL??

it was an accident right?

or was he trying to keep name out of trouble

FRICK NOW THIS IS MAKING ME THINK OF FREAKING JUSTINE FROM SHAKE AND STIR PRODUCTION OF FRANKENSTEIN THAT I SAW AT QPAC THE OTHER DAY (which, by the way: so freaking good. if anyone happens to be in Brisbane for whatever reason (im not sure why any of you would, I have precisely two aussie bl mutuals, and one of them lives in Melbourne and the other is my irl friend who I watched it with) and you have a spare 50 bucks lying around (anyone under 30 can get a youth ticket for 49 bucks I believe, which is like insanely cheap for such a high quality production), GO SEE IT, THIS IS AN ORDER)

oh I got distracted

anyway AAAAAAA SAIFAH'S GOING TO JAIL FRICK FRICK FRICK FRICK FRICK

...great. wonderful. so good.

I get it, kang's feeling a lot right now, which is fair because his father got shot for goodness sake, and his father might die, and he's already lost his mother, so he needs someone to blame, and saifah confessed to it, so why wouldn't he be angry at saifah?

but the problem comes in with associating saifah with sailom because they're brothers. he has every right to be angry with saifah (although I still believe saifah didn't actually shoot him), but sailom didn't touch that gun.

and now sailom's gonna have to go back to escorting, because if kang has kicked him out then he needs some way to find money, and that's when that scene from the trailers is going to happen

well now I feel like crap

is it time for a playful guynawa scene to lighten the mood? please tell me its time for a playful guynawa scene to lighten the mood

what

hey

hang on

wait a second

you told him to do it, didn't you??

you asked for his help for a few things

is he just acting surprised? why does he have to say that? he doesnt have to say anything at all he could just be like "well this sucks" and not like condemn him or whatever, I still dont think saifah actually did anything wrong

maybe he was manipulated as well?

maybe the guy, his boss, snuck in and he was the one who shot him, and name didnt know that guy was there so in his mind it must've been saifah?

or maybe hes testing ging to see what she actually thinks on the situation

I have literally no clue right now im so confused

GUY

HES IN HOSPTIAL

HE JUST HAD SURGERY

IS NAWA GONNA SHOW UP?

WILL HE HAVE A GIFT BASKET OR SOMETHING?

PLEASE I JUST NEED SOME HAPPINESS

AND I NEED GUYNAWA

PLEASE GUYS

MAYBE ALL THE FRIENDS SHOW UP

AUTO AND MAX AND NAWA

AND THEN AUTO AND MAX EXCHANGE A LOOK AND LEAVE NAWA ALONE WITH HIM

PLS I NEED IT

AWWWWWWWW

GOU4ERHSGPI4ERBNDPGIV

I LOVE ALL OF THESE POEPLE SO MUCH

OH????

YES

YES YE SYE SY EYS EY EY EYSH OM SO EXCITEF OMG

AND THEY WERE THE ENTIRETY OF THE PREVIEW FOR 3/4

ARE WE GONNA GET A WHOLE TEN MINUTES OF JUST GUYNAWA????? PLEASEEEEE

OMG

I WAS KIDDING ABOUT THE GIFT BASKET THING

BUT I WAS RIGHT ABOTU THE GIFT BASKET

THIS IS AMAZING

HES SO IN LOVE WITH HIM, HE WENT TO THE HOSPITAL ALONE TO GIVE A GIFT BASKET TO A GUY HE SUPPOSEDLY HATES BUT WHOM HE HAS HOMOEROTIC TENSION WITH

AAAAAAAAOUGHROJBD

I CANT BELIEVE I WAS RIGHT ABOUT THE GIFT BASKET THIS IS FREAKING ADORABLE

BRO WHY THE HELL ARE YOU HERE THIS LATE

and he doesnt have the gift basket anymore

has he already gone to visit guy and he's just come back

and we fully just missed an entire scene

guy only seems surprised that he's here outside of visiting hours

so they've already seen each other??? there was a whole scene of nawa giving guy the basket, and of them being queer as hell, and we didnt get to see it??????

TO THE ROOFTOP?

HONEY THIS IS A DATE

YOU'RE TAKING HIM ON ANOTHER DATE WITHOUT TELLING HIM ITS A DATE

JUST FREAKING MAKE OUT AREADY

also: the rooftop???? thats an inherently patpran thing. and patpran = soundwin. soooo... this is more evidence that guynawa are a different brand of soundwin

EVERYONE'S SO KIND TO HIM IM GONNA CRY

oh, honey...

ITS A DATE

ITS A FRIKIN DATE

THIS IS A FRIKIN DATE

HOLY FRICK

idk, maybe itll be easier to spot if you kiss first

2 hours of them just sitting there in silence?? when they couldve been kissing or holding hands or something?

NOOO I RAN OUT OF IMAGES HANG ON GUYNAWA JUST GIMME A SEC

(ps I forgot to actually post this one, I accidentally saved it as a draft so its coming after the final post I made lmao)

#THE EPISODE STARTED 3 HOURS AGO AND IM NOT EVEN FINISHED 3/4 WHAT THE HELL #quodekash disregards sleep because of dangerous romance #dangerous romance #dangerous romance series #dangerous romance the series #kangsailom #kanghansailom #guynawa #marcwin #win pawin #marc pahun #pawin kulkaranyawich #perthchimon #chimon wachirawit #perth tanapon

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edwad · 9 days

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thoughts on marx’s “theories of surplus value”

genuinely might be the most important manuscript for my "project", which means i'll have to read the whole thing back to front at some point. which sucks but it is what it is. it's a really fascinating text though and i think shows a more interesting sense of marx in his laboratory than the grundrisse etc. if i had infinite free time i would probably try to get a reading group together for it alongside the primary materials he's reflecting on (this is basically what rubin's HET is supposed to help do, although he was using the heavily edited edition of the text), but that would be an insane amount of work. so for now im just trying to go through the "canon" of smith, ricardo, etc with a fine tooth comb to better prepare me for when i finally get around to TSV. obviously it's got its limits as well. it's a text written with a certain directionality in mind: the development of categories out of a teleological reordering of the historical materials into a coherent object/theoretical field, which is the exact thing i would be trying to pin down.

another thing to say about it is that it belongs to an earlier phase of his work before he really sets his mind on the 4 book plan of capital. it was written for the next part of the plan laid out in the 59 contribution (where he would have to move on from commodities and money to the category of capital, at which point he needs a theory of surplus value and was intending to add the historical reflections into the body of the main text as he'd done with the 59 contribution), which still belonged to the "critique of political economy" 6 book plan of the grundrisse (loosely, since that plan underwent various changes and wasn't a singular outline).

the result of the TSV manuscript is basically the realization of the limits of the 6 book COPE plan, so that in december of 62 he announces he's abandoning the COPE plan and in january 63 he outlines the 4 book plan of capital, where COPE is moved from the title to the subtitle, suggesting that capital is no longer merely one aspect of the COPE project but in fact stands alone on its own in outlining the COPE itself. some of these differences in frameworks, especially as they exist in transition between projects, mean that it's not a self-contained manuscript which can be read as the result of prior findings, but is instead a research notebook in constant motion. this can be frustrating, but it also i think does a lot in demonstrating some of the self-serving elements of his ad hominem critique, where he suggests conclusions before he's arrived at them and then has to spend time walking them back slightly or amending them as he starts actually deconstructing the texts of political economists he'd already passed judgements on. easy example of this would be in his comments on people like bailey, where he expresses outright disinterest in his work as a ricardian critic, only to very quickly dedicate a lot of thought to his intervention as a meaningful and damning engagement with the ricardian school.

so if the point of your question could be reworded into something like "should i read TSV?" i guess my answer depends on what you're looking to get out of it. i think prior knowledge of marxs intellectual development and the thinkers he's engaging with is pretty crucial (you can't just take marxs word for it when he's criticizing ricardo's account of "surplus value", as if ricardo ever had a notion of "surplus value" to begin with), so if you try to bite off more than you can chew by jumping into this without any of this background i think you'll probably be lost in the weeds pretty quickly or come away with all the wrong conclusions.

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mittch22 · 5 months

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I love your headcanons for the WGP! Such underutilized characters that Pixar will never come back to. Which makes it all the more fun to come up with the headcanons and their personalities.

Also do you have headcanons for the regional replacements of Jeff Gorvette in the international dubs of Cars 2: Long Ge (my personal bias), Flash Nilsson, Memo Rojas Jr, Frosty Winterbumper and Vitaly Petrov?

Another Ask! Thank you!!!

I must admit, it was a challenging one. I like to have a little background info before I add HC's to pre-made characters. But alas, there is not much to go on.

Im glad you bought these fine chaps to my attention. They are VERY cool. My favourite is Vitaly personally. Lets give this a go, shall we?

Long Ge - He is insanely polite and will go above and beyond to ensure the comfort of others in his presence, even sometimes to his own detriment.

He can occasionally get a little nervous talking to others, but thats down to a small amount of social anxiety. He wants everyone to like him.

Long Ge is respectful of his fellow competitors at all times, however, he can occasionally get a little arrogant, but its all in good humour.

He is heavily supportive of racers in need, especially when it comes to physical injury. Regardless of his position on the track, he will stop to help if he deems it necessary. In his spare time, he will volunteer to assist those in need.

He loves traditional board games.

Lightning McQueen ended up introducing him to Tex Dinoco and they got along straight off the bat.

Flash Nilsson - Flash is spritely and energetic and its utterly contagious. He knows exactly how to get a party going and how to keep it rolling.

He's amazing at poker.

He gets jestfully angry when fellows sing or play the Flash Gordan theme song when he enters a room or aproaches a group. He will start singing along with it though.

He's a bit of a practical joker and can spend ages thinking up amazing pranks to play on his friends. He loves to have a good laugh.

Flash spends a lot of time practicing on different tracks and honing his skillset in a variety of different ways. He's always looking to improve himself and learn loads of different techniques for different situations.

Memo Rojas Jr - Memo loves learning about different cultures and sightseeing the countries he visits.

He is a highly suspicious vehicle and carries a luck charm with him for his races.

You'll never not hear him humming or singing musical tunes and jigging along to it.

He gets on really well with Raoul and they have become quite firm friends after the WGP.

Memo is rediculously quick off the mark and shocks fellow racers with his ability to just shoot himself forward off the starting line. It can be quite startling and intimidating.

Frosty Winterbumper - Frosty is a talker. As in he is an incessant talker. Good luck shutting him up. Especially when its on a subject that he is particularly interested in.

He loves basking in gentle sunshine and believes there's nothing better than a quality nap and a decent amount of relaxation time.

He is a bit of a risk taker on the track and enjoys the rush of that.

Despite his wintery namesake, he despises being in cold environments. He can't stand the cold and will do pretty much anything to ensure he stays warm. A deeply set chill can really throw him off his game.

Vitaly Petrov (Виталий Петров) - Vitaly is an avid chess player. His father was a regional champion at the game and athough Vitaly had bigger interests in racing, he is still very good at the game. So good luck beating him.

He is used to freezing climates from growing up racing in rally sprints and ice races and just doesnt seem to get cold. He has techniques for staying warm and he will always share them with any fellow racer who feels the cold easily.

Vitaly is the only race fan in his family and built himself up in the racing world from scratch and he absolutely loves it. He does it purely for his own enjoyment. It just turns out he's really damn good at it.

Chrysler help you if you find yourself in a snowball fight with him. He is pretty merciless.

Bonus content:

I have an amusing screenshot (at least I found it amusing). Tumblr is being a bit funny on mobile at the moment with asks. And for some reason its staging out the words in the ask box when I go to answer it. This is what it came up with:

PS: His name is Frosty Winterbum now.

#pixar cars #cars #cars fandom #cars pixar #cars 2 #cars headcanons #cars 2 (2011)#vitaly petrov #long ge #flash nilsson #memo rojas jr #frosty winterbumper #asks #frosty winterbum

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wienertit · 10 months

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SUPER LONG ITAPAN RAMBLE INCOMING!!!!

OKAY. OKAY. its been a while since ive rambled on this account so today im going to clear up how i see itapan so that no one gets confused when i say “i dont think they would ever date” and then proceed to draw them making out or whatever.

when you hear “one sided itapan” you might think italy has the stronger feelings (because he’s the one approaching and hugging and kissing japan or whatever) but i feel that it’s actually japan with the stronger feelings.

when italy’s affectionate towards japan, its not because he’s necessarily attracted to him, but that’s just how he behaves. i think that he’s kind of trying to lead him on so japan is nicer to him. italy has been coddled his entire life like he’s been taken care of by austria and hungary and spain and france and germany and literally everyone loves him. and he KNOWS that everyone loves him so he purposefully babies himself to others so he can get even more special treatment. hes an annoying little asshole who uses his good looks and weakness to get out of trouble and i love it!!!

throughout the series (both in anime, manga, and a little in hetamyu), japan actually grows a bit of a soft spot for italy because of how weak and pathetic he makes himself seem. at first he’s polite and awkward because he idolized italy to be strong and capable, but once his expectations are SHATTERED he gradually begins to want to take care of him in a way. he doesn’t get mad at him as often and sometimes even defends him when germany is upset or lecturing him (like in hetalia fantasia). he tucks him in bed and lets him sleep on his chest and share a bed and bathe together and do the gayest shit ever. i probably would’ve thought “well thats because he’s too polite to refuse” but he ACTIVELY wants to do this stuff with him. he puts a hand on his back to keep him in place when he rests on his chest. he visits italy often and loves to cook with/for him. he wants to learn how to hug and kiss him back even after italy says its fine. he writes him letters and a SONG where he asks italy to visit him and gives him a pressed flower bookmark. japan goes out of his way to return italy’s affection and spend time with him while italy just does it because he’s italy.

i dont really think it’s a “sad” one-sided crush because in the end they’re still friends! they still both care about each other and confide in one another and hang out. italy isnt just affectionate to japan because he wants to lead him on and get more special treatment, but because they’re friends and he does still like him platonically! they can act like a couple without actually BEING one and thats insane!!! i love that shit!!!!!

ive mentioned how itager/gerita was my first hetalia ship and it still stands as one of my favorites. the problem is that im PICKY with it because i dont like a lot of the fandoms’ interpretations of them. i guess i wasnt as picky with itapan and liked it simultaneously with (although much more than) itager. but when i rewatched all of hetalia over the spring i realized how much MORE i liked itapan in the context of itager, which kind of blew my mind. like i remember mentioning to some itapan friends how i think they would never date and i still stand with that today. like italy and germany are too busy trying to win eachother over and they would just get together instead. japan actually likes his friends though and wants them to be happy so he would just go “ok” and move on while still doing all that gay shit with them. i guess jt makes itapan more of a brotp but it doesnt make it any less enjoyable for me. i LIKE to see them hanging out and being friends and dont really mind fanart where they’re dating or whatever because i can just pretend that they’re not!

anyways sorry for being a little insane i hate itapan but i actually love itapan okay i love them okay yahoo!

#itapan #ramble

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threehuskiesinatrenchcoat · 6 months

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rant

if someone tells me “why don’t you leave if it’s that bad” or “you deserve what’s happening to you” im gonna flip my shit. leave to fucking where, how? have you seen the average paycheck of a russian? and don’t fucking count moscow, i dare you. look at all those people barely scraping $300 a month for food and a roof over their heads with nothing else left and tell them that buying plane tickets and saving up enough to last god knows how long while waiting for a job permit AND searching for a job is EASY. oh, of course refugee programs are SO easy to get into, and everybody is just so excited waiting for russians to come (except european countries are considering closing borders because they’re tired of russians running). cuz everyone is so fucking hyped to have us there, right? same people that are gonna go on the internet later and say how much they wish russians would stop whining and leave, except, well, not to my country, to somewhere else, i wouldn’t want to live next to a ~terrorist~. speaking of, everyone is so fucking punk and immune to propaganda, yet believe when putin and his little circlejerk say that everybody fucking LOVES him? that people sign up for army willingly? that everyone "allowed" all this to happen? i’ve been to the fucking protests, i’ve seen people bloody & bruised getting hauled off into paddy wagons, i’ve seen people get a prison sentence for throwing a plastic cup at a cop on a riot, i've seen young men get jumped by authorities at metro stations and outside grocery stores so they could be given a drafting letter with no chance to escape, i’ve seen people getting ridiculous fines for standing outside with a PLAIN FUCKING SIGN because “we know what this is SUPPOSED to be about”. sasha skochilenko got 7 years in prison for replacing price tags at a store with anti-war messages, FUCKING STICKERS. get off your high horse and tell me, full fucking honesty, would you be protesting if you knew for sure, 100%, you’ll be going to prison when, WHEN, they catch you? and yet people STILL DO. and people still GET CAUGHT. and people get hunted and tortured and receive insane sentences for the stupidest things. “russians don’t do shit to stop the war” FUCK YOU. im tired of always being nice about this and trying to explain shit in hopes that someone will get it. fuck you for making this all about yourself (“yeah i feel bad for you but also can you imagine if this happened in the usa? oof”), fuck you for only caring when it’s convenient to paint yourself as a good person (why continue to spread awareness about ukraine when it’s not the hot topic of the day anymore?), fuck you for believing in lies and putin’s propaganda. everyone is so fucking aware and well-versed in politics on the internet. but it’s easy to be when your country cares about fucking human rights at least A LITTLE, right? it's easy to assume that free speech is everywhere and available to everyone, right?

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centercide · 1 year

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maybe you could draw cultcom, if not at the very least sharing any headcanons about them ok? Or both if it’s ok

mod sugar answering,

a headcanon i have is that cultcom is insanely creepy.

elaboration under the cut.

i don't really see them as someone who's all "believe me, i think i'm correct! the holy one sees all!" and is extremely super vocal about it. they are indeed active but in terms of loudness or whatever, it's more on the contrary. they're silent and like to stare into the distance but if there is someone nearby, they'll keep their focus trained on them like an owl (a more twisted reprise of the polite mannerism of keeping eye contact to show respect. in this case, they're doing it as a mockery).

they are not a good person and it is unbelievably difficult to watch. they're like a venus fly trap when they brainwash people into their commune, they are very eerily disgusting and undoubtedly a walking husk of who they used to be. if you stand beside them or see them from afar, they are very chilling. you can see them either standing very still with pinprick eyes at the sky / the ground or shaking their fists.

however, as silent as they are, they are quite the preacher once you get them actually going. they go on monologues that will make you go "what the hell? is wrong with you?" and "what are you on about?". they make it seem like everything is fine in this new vision they have but it is far from that.

also, i just feel like communalism was someone who would be very intent on a goal but their issue is that they're easy to stop once you manage to grab their attention. they're very open (haha, get it? because they're a communalist and everything is- im going.) to things. i feel as though they'd hear someone out but ultimately would be too stubborn to make an actual change in themselves (they are an OFF COMPASS for a reason!), i like to believe the only reason they had actually made a move to tweak themselves was because moralist was a realist and his ability or influential power or whatever manifests through the power of words. anyway, the reason why i expounded on that is because i believe that, as cultcom, they have a very one-track goal in mind and directs their attention and care to one concept of a person, people, entity, or whatever concept they envision as "the holy one" now. before it might've been easy to grab their attention because they had no utter devotion or dedication to. a concept? a thing? whatever delusional thing they believe in? it would be very hard to shake them off of this and they'd be immovable for a while.

another hc i have is that they tend to smile a lot. communalism already loved to smile but that was out of kindness. cultcom would smile as a way to "preserve" what was left of communalism (they're still cultcom) and to also to do it to express "friendliness". they don't smile all the time but it is definitely something that they do often. often enough that everyone thinks that they do it all the time.

tl;dr they gaslight and gatekeep but is not a girlboss. they are a walking creepy hazardous red flag and stink (like sulfur)

i do not know what else to say. i am not good at this. mod spice if you have anything to add, please feel free to say anything. (:

i hope my little headcanons are not too underwhelming. i offer this small doodle of cultcom and utopiary as reparation.

#mod sugar #art #mailboxaskicide #realicide #realicide fanart #realicide cultcom #realicide cult communalism #realicide utopian socialism i guess

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weaselmcdiesel · 7 months

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Whoops sorry to send this here, but!!

With the fantrolls you posted (absolutely adore them, I am politely going feral over those designs!!) where would we direct questions? Would it be the oc blog? Or? (Just double checking ^^) because I do have a few questions!! :O

(I also love your art!!)

Hi hi!! no worries at all :)

thank you very very much! im currently going a little insane about them which. makes me excited bc it's hard for me to get this invested my ocs skjhdf anyway,,

either blog is fine! it think i prefer the oc blog though? either way, anything about my ocs posted on here will be reblogged onto the oc blog for organizational purposes, and any art that might be posted THERE will be reblogged here! kinda confusing sorry 😭

(@weasohsees, for anyone who wants it <3)

#asks!#weasel speaks

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multyfandoms-imagines · 1 year

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If it's alright with you, may I ask for some fluff and angst headcanons/imagines about the LC Traffic Light OT3 that is Ayin, Benjamin, and Carmen? They have a lot of good potential for both fluff and angst that are rarely explored together.

Thank you in advance if you do! The LC fandom appreciates all of the numerous and interesting imagines and headcanons you create, especially the sheer volume you have that it necesittes seperating the thoughts into seperate masterlists.

Oh, my motivation for writing is as wavy as Beat Saber's Player's arms after playing Camellia song on Expert. So sorry that i got like that

In any way, thanks for being patient with me. So, i'll try to add some things into this request as well

Under cut for spoilers. HEAVY STORY SPOILERS

TW: death (alot)

Ayin, Benjamin and Carmen headcanons

•okay, im like 90% sure that majority of newcomers to this universe only played LoR as LC is mostly overlooked due to the gameplay, and likely see Ayin as a terrible, irredimable guy

•he was not like that when his head was alright. Ayin was an introverted, silent guy of the 3, even if he was very smart

•Carmen is the "too much energy" extrovert friend that just does not shut up. But while some may see her as an evil woman, her pity for the people living in the city was real. Living there aint the best thing you know?

•Benjamin was a 3rd wheel, but funny enough, a mix of Ayin and Carmen's personalities. He is shy, but can be vocal about his ideas and opinion on what do these guys do

•Carmen is oblivious, Ayin loves Carmen, Benjamin loves Ayin, there, i said it. You can leave xd

•okay, but their relationship didnt start on the first sight. There were months and years even of these 3 being together

•Carmen was the one to invite majority of the Sephirahs into LC (including Benjamin) and encouraged Ayin to get to know them better. And Ayin, being an introvert, did so after some nudges from Carmen

•turns out he also liked their company alot

•Enoch and Lisa (Tiphereths) were unofficially adopted by Ayin and Carmen when they rescued the kids

•these 3 were living fine lives in Lobotomy Corporation before it all went downhill ....

•this is were you should stop scrolling cus it will be bad

-ok u good? Good? Ok-

•yeah, people die during accidents, and, trust me, they were upset when it happened

•but experiments failed and caused people to die, including some dear friends like Elijah, Enoch. Garion raided their facility, killed whoever she spotted.... You know how the Sephirahs died by now, dont you?

•in the end when Carmen took her own life... Ayin broke down. He didnt care if people died. He promised Carmen to finish what they had started... Regardless of how much more sinful acts he must commit. Going as far as to make that dreadful perfect scenario that didn't help his mental health

•a part of him tried to make himself feel better by making Angela, but that too, failed. But now Ayin didnt even have a slight motivation to either deactivate Angela or to let her live how she wanted. So, she just became another tool for the scenario to do

•it got so bad that Benjamin/Hokma had to erase Ayin's memories, calling him X. And politely asked Angela to watch over Ayin in case he starts going insane again

•Ayin, now X, is pretty oblivious to the relationships he had before now. Not that he minds it

•.... He still feels lonely in his room, X does not know what is he missing to feel like that

#lobotomy corporation #lc #headcanons #fluff #agnst #oh boy both agnst and fluff #tw: death #story spoilers #like heavy story spoilers #Angela #Ayin #Bemjamin #Carmen #character+character

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stormyoceans · 2 years

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gun would have absolute insane chemistry with literally anyone they pair him with but still i would die for a prequel to not me, black and todd and whatever happened between them before they started trying to end each other (but not being able to) or any other show with sing and gun i'm never losing hope idec

every day i look into the mirror and tell myself i don't need or want a second season for any BL and every day i lie through my god dam teeth because i know full well that if they gave me any kind of not me related content i would forgive and forget and eat that shit up like a starving woman

just think about how good it would be to have a second season that's more focused on black!!!!! a second season that works both as a sequel AND a prequel, following black as he still fights every day against the corruption in their society because that's not something that ended with tawi's fall, except these days he's pretty much working alone, the gang going their separate ways after everything that happened. then something BAD happens, like idk, maybe that dude who threatened dan that one time gaining a lot of political power in the upcoming elections or something, and suddenly todd is out of the coma and sitting in black's apartment like nothing happened trying to convince black they need each other's help to stop that guy from actually getting elected. of course black refuses at first, but eventually they make a deal and black ends up bringing the gang back together, and while this happens we also get flashbacks of black and todd growing up - falling in love and falling apart - and also of black meeting everyone and forming the gang the first time around. there are just so many things we don't know about the past!!!!! and so many things the show left open!!!!! the potential is there!!!!!

and like.. im not so delusional as to think something like that will ever happen with not me, however im with you on this, they will literally have to pry the hope for a singgun BL from my cold dead hands!!!!!!! or whatever, if they don't want to do a BL im fine with a lakorn where they play a pairing (like guy and papang in p.s. i hate you but like.. with more focus on them), i will take ANYTHING!!!!!!! THE PEOPLE (you and me) WANT IT!!!!!!!!!!

#you're definitely right on gun having chemistry with everyone tho #in not me he literally had chemistry with off sing mond and film #INSANITY #but sing and gun were just out of this world as todd and black #and i refuse to believe they would let that much chemistry and potential go to waste #gun attaphan #sing harit #not me the series #todblack #m: ask

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bobathirstaccount · 11 months

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AU - Business Trip Pt 4

You meet the new sales exec at a company offsite…

Boba x fem!reader, lite smut

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“Oh, hi,” he said casually. You smiled, getting hot but trying your best to Be Normal. Everything is fine, you told yourself, feeling as if you were on fire. You were so flustered.

He smiled at you and turned back to the conversation he was having with a new salesperson. It seemed to be about a potential lead. You were about to walk off, but Boba asked, “What do you think?”

“Huh?” You had’t heard the initial question. Trying to play it off, you commented, “Oh, I don’t know anything about sales. Just ask me about spreadsheets.”  They both laughed congenially. You grinned and joined the conversation. You felt like Boba was inching towards you, but couldn’t totally tell.

“Well, let’s head to breakfast, the buffet is finally open.”  You laughed, “It was only five minutes late.”  ”Yeah, but I’m starving,” Boba winked at you and took off for the line. His new employee followed behind, trying to get a few more minutes of his time. You trailed behind casually, not wanting to seem overeager. But you wanted to talk to Boba so badly. Especially about what had happened last night. You had woken alone to a text from him.

-good morning ☀️i had some work to do so i left. can’t wait 2 c u later today

You were insanely giddy, and had text your friend instantly.

-bitch wake up. i have news. we need to TALK in PRIVATE

-wtf happend. Omg SO HUNGOVER. Im dying, i think. Girl help.

You had ended up going to her room to help her get ready. She was in a bad way, casually puking into a trash can as you two girl talked.

“So anyway, then he actually came to my room.”  ”What?? Let me get this straight: you sent him a naked photo and he showed up at your door? What happened?” She got too excited and started puking again. You waited until she had wiped her mouth, then continued.

“Well, I blurred it but yeah it was a spicy pic. Anyway, so he showed up.” You paused for dramatic effect. Your friend’s eyes widened in anticipation. “So I answered the door naked.”  “You did not!” She started puking again.

Smiling smugly, you confirmed, “I totally did. So he ended up coming in, and, uh… staying for awhile.”  She was still puking, but managed, “You guys totally fucked.”  You nodded smugly.

“Girl you fuckin’ hoe! I love you.” She stopped puking. “Okay, I need a shower and to brush my teeth like ten times. Can you put together a respectable outfit in the meantime?”  You agreed and started to rummage through her luggage as she sluggishly got to her feet. You had called to her before heading down to try to find Boba, “You can do it! I left everything on the bed for you. See you down there.”  ”Hey, there you are, babe.” You turned to see your friend in the outfit you’d put together.

“Nice taste in clothing,” You joked.

She grinned, “Thanks, that means a lot.” Leaning in closer, she whispered, “I think I’m gonna drop dead before we hit the buffet.”  You returned quietly, “We’re two people away from it.”  ”Yeah, two too many. I regret everything I ever did in my life to get to this point. I dunno how I’m going to live through the break out sessions we’re gonna have today.”

You laughed, “Get a ton of coffee and some greasy food in you. You took some Ibuprofen, right?” You grabbed a plate. You were at the front of the line. Handing it to your sick friend, you casually grabbed a second one for yourself. Grabbing some food, you commented, “See, here we are, getting food and you’re alive. So dramatic,” You teased.  ”Ugh, bitch.” She said lowly, throwing food on her plate. You laughed good naturedly and went to the next station.

***  Lunch. Finally. You tried to find both your friend and Boba. Instead you found the rest of your team. “Oh, let’s eat together,” one of them politely suggested.

“I. Uh, have prior plans,” you started.

He laughed, “Well, Ms. Popular, sorry to stand in the way of your socializing.” He winked, “Just kidding, I’ll see you at that break out session later. I think I saw your name on the roster.”  “Sounds great,” you smiled; he was a nice guy. Then you took off to look for Boba. …and your friend.

You found Boba engaged in a one-on-one conversation with Miss BP. You respectfully hung back and searched the crowd for your buddy. They were probably talking about the break out session. Or some kind of work thing. Probably. You glanced over. She was laughing and putting her hand lightly on his forearm. You turned away. Omigosh, you thought. Hoe. Then you remembered you had fucked him last night and gently laughed to yourself.

“There you are. Please help me write my obituary during lunch. I’m dying. I think I smell like vodka. I need another shower. And, some mouth wash.”  You wrapped an arm around her and turned towards lunch. “Let’s get you some food, then hopefully we’ll have time to go to your room to recuperate for a bit.”

You walked past Boba and Miss Beaty Pageant. They didn’t seem to notice you. You decided not to take it personally; this was a work event after all. “What a whore, chatting him up like that,” Your friend muttered to you when you got to the buffet line. You giggled, “What am I then?”  ”A respectable woman who sends tasteful, blurred nudes. But still gets the man.” She laughed too loudly. Someone turned around to see what was So Funny. She shushed herself and apologized. Then she continued, “Anyway, GOD I hope we have enough time to go to my room.” The line moved a bit. “This bitch of a line better move. My goodness. Or I’ll die in front of everyone,” she threatened mildly.

Laughing to each other, you chatted until you found an empty table. Setting your food down, you were immediately joined by some other people who had no idea where to sit. You politely engaged them in conversation, not wanting them to feel unwelcome. Lunch passed. Your friend excused the both of you to her room. “We’ve got some work we gotta get to before the next break-out,” she lied. You nodded, “Mhm. Well, very nice to meet all of you. See you around!” You both beelined for the elevator.

***  ”Hi, there, looks like we’re both in this session,” Boba pulled his chair up to yours. You grinned, “Wow. What a coincidence.”  ”We haven’t talked in forever,” he commented, looking around.  ”Did you get your work done in the morning?”  ”Yeah. I got an email at 3AM I had to do some research for and respond to right away. Probably will amount to nothing, but we’ll see.” He shrugged.

“Well, I got some really good sleep,” you smiled.

 “Hm, that’s good to hear. I need a nap or something, I uh, didn’t get much sleep myself…”  Before you could respond with some subtle mention of last night, you heard a familiar voice, “Well, hey there! Funny seeing you here, stranger,” Miss BP addressed Boba.

“Oh! What a weird coincidence,” he said warmly. He introduced the two of you. You both sized each other up as you exchanged hellos. Boba either didn’t notice or decided not to comment. He continued, “Cross functional meeting we’re having here. Cool.”  You smiled, smitten with him. She seemed to be having the same reaction. What a Bitch, you grimly thought. The session started and the three of you sat back.

***

-what you up to?

You were in your friend’s bed watching TV while she took a third shower.

-i’m 📺

-cool. Can i come watch w you?

Your heart leapt.

-i’m in my friend’s room. Lemme see if we can have a party

-okay.

You ran to the bathroom. Opening the unlocked bathroom door, you shouted in, “Bitch! I need to ask you something RIGHT NOW.”  ***

The knock on the door came sooner than the two of you thought. Your friend was still in a towel. “Fuck my life!” She exclaimed as the two of you struggled to throw together an outfit for her. She pulled on some pants and fought with a button down shirt. You helped her, calling out, “I’m coming!”  ”Just like you did last night, you nasty skank,” she laughed. You giggled as you ran to the door. Opening it, you launched into your explanation, “Sorry, wardrobe malfunction.”

You were presented with Boba, who was offering you two bottles: one of vodka and one of cranberry juice. “It’s what I could find on short notice,” he commented as you stood to the side to let him in.  Your friend called out, “Oh, you’re here to kill me!” Upon seeing the booze. He laughed, “Cranberry only for you, miss. You sorta uh, smell like vodka.”

“I knew it.” She sighed, sitting on the bed. You hurriedly grabbed three glasses as your friend channel surfed. Boba sat on the little sofa and poured generous drinks for the two of you. For your friend, he poured a tall glass of cranberry only. You passed the cranberry to her. Clinking glasses with Boba, you sipped your libation politely as you sat down on the sofa next to him. It was very small. Perfect.

She stopped on a porno channel that was blocked by the hotel. “Don’t even make a joke!” You called out, nearly spilling your beverage. Your friend and Boba laughed in unison. “You know me so well,” she continued channel surfing.

Boba turned to you, “Uh, how do I get in contact with HR?” You laughed, “I think you’d report me over her…”

He grinned, “I’m only gonna report unwelcome advances…”

“Omigosh you hoes,” she commented, sipping her cranberry.

Boba laughed, then inched towards you on the sofa so that your legs touched gently. “She knows, huh.”  ”Girl talk, my dude,” she explained for you.

He grinned. “Welllll I guess I’m alright then, cause you invited me over.”  ”Technically, you invited yourself,” you countered teasingly.

“I guess that’s true. But you accepted my offerings and let me in though,” he rebutted.

You giggled with your friend, “We did. You’re ‘alright’ then I guess.”

“That’s good to hear,” he sipped his drink.

You felt a ripple of tension in the air, just for a moment. You looked over at him. He was eyeing you intensely. Feeling hot and bothered, you sipped your drink to try to calm down. But the alcohol went to your brain and you said, “In fact, I rate you higher than ‘alright.’”

Your friend giggled darkly, “I gotta uh, pee.” She jumped up and ran into the bathroom. Boba was still looking at you. He set his drink down and leaned over. Grabbing your knee, he quickly slid his hand up your thigh. Kissing you, he pushed you back into the sofa pillow.

“I’d fuck you right here if she wasn’t in the bathroom,” he purred into your ear. You started to mumble about a quickie, but his phone rang. “Shit, that’s work… do I have to answer it?” He ground his thick cock into your pussy. Remembering how it felt last night, you wrapped your legs around him. He started to rut into you, groaning your name softly. His phone stopped ringing. Relieved, you whispered, “Fuck me, I need to feel your cock in me.” Grunting, his hand went for his pants. His phone rang again. “Shit.” He paused, uncertain.

It continued ringing. “Shit.” He sat up. Sighing, he composed himself, then answered, “Hi, what’s up?”  You laid there, ready to be ravished and trying to not overhear the conversation.

“Oh, nothing… just hanging out with some of our colleagues, you know.” He paused while the caller apparently spoke.

“Oh, I dunno, we’re in someone’s room. I don’t think I can invite people.” You sat up, worried. Boba continued to evade, “Well what time is it? We only have 20 minutes until closing session today anyway. How about I see you there?” You composed yourself and took a sip of your drink.

“Okay, bye. Okay. Can’t wait. Bye.” He hung up.

 “Hm. We should check on your friend… she’s been in there for a minute.”  ”She’s probably puking,” you laughed.

He smiled, “Poor thing. She’s really hanging in there, though. Tough.”  You smiled back. He rubbed your knee. “See you both at dinner? I, uh… wanna go to the bar with you ladies afterwards, again. If you want.”

“Totally,” you got hot and shy. He laughed, “Well don’t volunteer her just yet, she’s still reeling from last night.”  His phone rang again. It was a different ringtone. “That’s the CEO ring tone, I really gotta take this one,” he stood, grabbing the remote to mute the TV. You got up and went to the bathroom while he answered with a chipper greeting.

You knocked on the door. Your friend opened it up. “Omigosh, what happened,” she whispered. You pushed yourself inside and closed the door. “He’s on the phone with our CEO now. Before someone else called him, he’s gonna sit with them during the closing session. But then he wants to have dinner and drinks with us,” you ended, pleased.

“Oh shit, I don’t think I can handle drinks again,” she muttered.  ”Okay, we’ll just give you juice like this time,” you returned, “Please come.”  ”Alright, but I’m not 3. No juice; I’ll take a soda or something adult. Just… nonalcoholic.”

You nodded, but before you could speak there was a knock at the door. You opened it a crack, “What’s the password?”

“Girl power?”  You all laughed before he apologized, “I gotta run, I gotta meet with the CEO for a couple minutes before closing session. See you for dinner?”

“You betcha,” Your friend blurted out.

“Cool. Okay see you then.” He was out the door in a flash, in a hurry.

“Okay. So, did you or did you not make out?”  You turned to her, “Well.”

She laughed triumphantly, “I knew it… he was all of a sudden really hot for you. It was totally noticeable.”

You got hot again. “Really?”

“Yup. Anyway, let’s head down. I want to grab a seat in the back row so we can be first to grab a nice table. I want one by the fountain; it’ll be So Romantic you know?”  ”Especially with you there,” you laughed.

“Shut up, B—, I’m getting you laid again.”  “Love you,” you smiled. “Let’s head out.”  ***

Boba ended up having a dinner meeting with the CEO and COO. He had text his apologies.

-still drinks later though? 🥺

You smiled before showing it to your friend. You discussed what to say before you typed back.

-totally. come and find our twosome and make it a threesome

“Was that too much?” You looked at her.

She smiled mischievously over her plate. “Too late now. Look, you sent him a nude photo already. It’s more than fine.”

-i like your math. C u later 🥂

You both smiled at his response. “He’s so cute,” she commented before going off to grab you both desserts. It was donuts and you both loved glazed more than anything.

***

You were on your second drink. Your friend coached you, “Okay. See Miss BP over there? You gotta text him and tell him where we are. That way he comes right over here, rather than looking around and potentially seeing her. She’ll totally rope him into sitting at that table.”

You nodded. “Okay, what do I say?” You slurred.

-we’re in the back of the bar, next to the neon sign. We got you a drink. It’s a surprise.

“Now seal the deal, send him another nude.” She ordered a fancy drink with a straw and pineapple slice for him.

Slightly tipsy, you took her utterly seriously. You scrolled your camera roll for a full minute before selecting one of you in lingerie. You only had taken them because you had been pleasantly surprised by the online purchase. The bra and panties set fit like they were tailored for you.

You edited it to give it a nice, subtle vignette. You sent it.

“Did you really send one?” She sounded astonished. “Damn, you are really surprising me here.”

You shrugged and stared at your phone, waiting for a response.

The surprise drink came. You took a photo of it and sent it to him as well. You added another invitation.

-cum 4 me

You sipped your drink while your friend demanded to see what you’d just sent him.

 “I saw you hit send, now show me what filth you’ve sent.”

Suddenly your phone buzzed.

 “Ah, is it him, shit, omigosh okay stay calm,” she babbled.

“Sip your juice,” you commented as you checked the message.

-stop it ur making me hard af 🥵

Smiling smugly, you finished your drink. Your friend ordered you a water. Gratefully, you drank it while you both reread the conversation. “You whore,” she commented lovingly, “I’m so fuckin’ proud of you.”

A new message arrived.

-i had to excuse myself 2 bathroom… u r so bad i love it

-im cumming… lol. C u very soon. 🏃‍♂️

“Omigosh.” Your friend started talking up a storm, speaking in low, excited tones. You listened as you hydrated yourself. You wanted to be ready for one more drink before Boba arrived.

You both casually turned towards the bar entrance when you had softly exclaimed, “Oh!” Upon seeing him enter. He looked straight at you. Your friend waved. He made his way over hurriedly. You eyed Miss BP out of the corner of your eye. She was trying to get his attention. He either didn’t notice or was feigning ignorance. You grinned to yourself and ordered a third drink.

Boba laughed when presented with his drink. “Alright, this looks good. I’ll try it.” He pulled up a barstool and sat between the two of you.

“Everything okay? Those meetings seemed pretty serious.”  Boba sipped his drink. “Yeah, just a new client that was unexpected. So we had to discuss positioning. And now I’m giving a 30 minute Powerpoint tomorrow at 1PM.”  ”Oooh, fuck. Brutal,” Your friend commented.

“I know. I’m… not very excited about it, but it’s really my first chance to show what I can do so I gotta be good. Only this one lovely drink, then I’m heading up to prepare for this damn thing.”  You both commiserated with him for a few minutes before he changed the topic. You debated pros and cons of remote work. Eventually his drink was gone. He excused himself, “Goodnight, ladies. I have a couple hours of work ahead of me tonight. I need it ready by 10AM for everyone to review. Wish me luck!”  You swooned after him as your friend wished him luck. With that he was off. You sat back and ordered another water. While you waited, your friend tugged on your arm. “Miss BP! She’s gone! Did she leave with him??”

Your eyes grew wide. No.

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