#isn't there an editing giffing challenge going around

[starrystevie]

hiya everyone! the month of june is a big one for not only myself personally but also for this blog so we'll be celebrating a few things:

my own birthday on june 24th!

reaching 2k followers! (which is still mind blowing where did y'all come from)

pride month!

now i may not be a gif maker or edit maker, but i do want to celebrate by interacting with you all in the ways i know how! i'm going to be hosting what i like to call "roll for...?", a mysterious way to get stranger things content from me for the rest of the month. starting today, june 13, you can send me in asks for things to roll for (just make sure you go over the rules before sending in an ask pls <3)

if you're interested in participating, click the read more for the rules!

how it works:

i'll have the following categories to pick from: drabble, playlist, or aesthetic/moodboard. pick one of those categories and then select up to 3 of the following subcategories for me to roll specifics for: ship, trope, vibe/colors, length, era, crossover. whatever subcategories go unchosen, i can use if i want to! each of the subcategories will have a few options in them that i will then roll for to leave the final product up to the luck of the roll. if needed, any additional details will be left up to me! if you would like it to be entirely my pick, please select 3 ships listed below for me to choose from and i will take it from there. warning, some categories will be easier for me to combine than others (ie vibe with crossover might be challenging) so please take every post with a grain of salt. this is all just for fun. these will be posted as i can get them done, so feel free to send in asks whenever you want to! i will stop accepting asks for this project on june 30th but will probably still have things to post after that. all posts will be tagged with #rollfor2023 to help keep things organized.

important to know!:

if you have any triggers or things you wouldn't want to me to include, please let me know what to avoid. i'll honor it no questions asked. all drabbles will be rated anywhere from general to mature with absolutely zero explicit smut unless you tell me you are comfortable with it being included. overcommunicate with me and we'll both be happy campers!

subcategory specifics:

ship: 1. steve/eddie, 2. robin/nancy, 3. robin/chrissy, 4. jonathan/argyle, 5. joyce/hopper, 6. bee's pick of steve ship (platonic or romantic) trope: 1. enemies to lovers, 2. friends to lovers, 3. one bed, 4. the italicized 'oh', 5. soulmates, 6. bee's pick of shop au vibe/colors: 1. whimsical/pastels, 2. angst/dark muted, 3. hopeless romantic/soft pinks, 4. cheerful/bright & bold, 5. bittersweet/blues & greys, 6. angry/dark reds length (around a certain word/song count): 1. 100-300 words/3 songs, 2. 300-500 words/5 songs, 3. 500-750 words/8 songs, 4. 750-1000 words/10 songs, 5. 1000-1500 words/15 songs, 6. bee's pick era: 1. ancient greek, 2. 1980s, 3. modern/2020s, 4. 1800s wild west, 5. 1940s, 6. unspecified fantasy world timeline ala lotr or got crossover (all chosen from my favorites!): 1. moulin rogue, 2. across the universe, 3. bee's pick of disney movie, 4. grishaverse, 5. glee, 6. supernatural

an example ask (can copy / paste if you'd like!):

i would like a drabble with a roll for ship, length, and crossover. avoid character death and mentions of drugs.

i hope this makes sense, so please let me know if you have questions! i'm truly just wanting to do something fun for the hell of it because isn't that we're all here for anyway?! rejoining the fandom side of tumblr this time last year has been such a great decision. i've been able to meet so many of you wonderful people and remember what it's like to enjoy fandom spaces again without shame. best of all, it's gotten me writing again, which had been such a big part of my hobbies that i had pushed aside. getting back into writing as a way to express myself and make content with some fucking guys from some fucking tv show has made a massive difference in my happiness over the last year.

i thank you all so sincerely for being with me along the ride. tagging some of my beloved buds here in no possible order because if it weren't for y'alls support, i never would have written half the things i have. thank you from the bottom of my heart, truly <3

@buckleydiaz @thefreakandthehair @yournowheregirl @scoops-stevie @gothbat99 @bayouteche @toburnup @stevethehairington @judasofsuburbia @henderdads @sharpbutsoft @kkpwnall @figthefruitfaeth @fastcardotmp3 @fragilecapric0rnn @wynnyfryd @stargyles @jeysuso @bitchsteve @lovespiralls @riality-check @cheatghost @legitcookie @hellsfireclub @sanguineterrain @kingofscoops @roykentt @sidekick-hero

#rollfor2023 #i was going to wait to post this but nah i wanted to go ahead and do it now #especially since i'm all anxious waiting for my bigbang claim email #love literally all of you sm thank you for maki ng tumblr fun #pls ignore any spelling errors but don't ignore if something doesn't make sense so i can clear it up #steddie #ronance #buckingham #jargyle #jopper #stranger than things #stranger things prompts

[beckyylynchh]

it'll be okay (ronda rousey x fem!reader)

pairing: ronda rousey x female!reader.

genre: angst with a twist of fluff.

warnings: ronda being annoying just a bit, the reader being sad, things like that yk.

note: this is an old fic that i wrote, so i edited it a bit.

NOT MY GIF!

“stop what you are doing, ronda!” i yelled at her. ronda then stopped and turned around, facing me.

she walked back to where i stood. “what are you going to do about it?” she challenged me.

“just please stop. you’re clearly doing the wrong thing” i said.

“how do you know what's wrong and right, huh? because the last time i checked you weren’t a wrestler, you were the one doing everyone's makeup and hair. you know absolutely nothing about this business” she replied.

“i know enough and i know the person i’m looking at right now isn't a real wrestler if she goes out there and does what the hell she wants to” i said, raising my voice with each word coming out of my mouth.

“i am a real wrestler” ronda responded, sounding hurt while hearing the truth.

“not if you interrupt others' show. that’s not a wrestler. that’s just a selfish bitch!” i mumbled, looking at ronda's angry face.

there were people looking confused at us as normally we were the perfect couple. “you’re embarrassing me, y/n” ronda whispered in my ear.

“you already embarrassed me” i whispered right back. ronda then took a good grip on my arm and dragged me into her locker room.

just as she had locked the door, she asked, “what do you mean about that?”

“about what?” i asked, already knowing the answer to her question.

“about me embarrassing you? you haven’t told me about it” she answered. i just stayed silent, looking down.

“y/n?” ronda said softly, coming closer to me. i looked up at her. ronda’s eyes softened when she saw tears starting to come in my eyes.

“what is it, love?” she asked as she took me in her safe arms.

“these people on the internet text me everyday, saying awful things about me, because we’re together. it’s so freaking annoying and i can’t take it anymore” i answered as more tears came out of my eyes.

ronda kissed my hair, taking me even closer to her warm body. “i'm sorry y/n. i have been so focused on wrestling, that i didn’t even notice you being so sad. i’m so sorry. i will do anything to help you do better again and i will personally write these stupid people a message, saying that if they don’t stop texting you, i will find them and with honor, teach them a very good lesson” ronda told me, taking my head in her hands.

“forgive me, please” she begged. i put my hand on her shoulder.

“you don’t need to say sorry. you’re just angry at some people. sadly you take it out on the wrong people. that’s the risk being here at wwe and you shouldn’t even think about saying sorry, alright?!” i responded.

ronda just smiled softly at me and kissed my lips. “you’re the absolute best. i love you so deeply” she said.

“don’t get too flirty, rousey” i replied, pecking her lips once again.

“but i love you too”

#ronda rousey #ronda rousey x reader #ronda rousey imagine #gxg imagine #wwe #wwe imagine #wwe x reader #wwe imagines #ronda rousey imagines #ronda rousey x female reader

[moononmyfloor]

A Rec and Appreciation post for a Bilibili FMV I found for The Spirealm :)

IMPORTANT: Contains spoilers for all the way through to the show! You've been warned!

Link to the edit: You don't need an account to watch things on Bilibili, but if you do, remember to give it a thumbs up! 💕

The song used and will be discussed by me in relation to the clips of the drama used in the fmv is 人间不值得 (The Human Realm is Not Worth It) by 黄诗扶 (Huáng Shīfú).

Disclaimer: 1. I'm not Chinese by any means, I only happen to be a student who loves this song very very much for its nuances and symbolism and it always makes me so happy to see a fandom I like has gotten an edit to this song. This post is an attempt to get more like-minded people to appreciate it! All the translations are from here where you can read even deeper to the lyrics and learn the background of the song. 2. I will be posting screenshots from the edit that correspond significantly to the song lyrics for those who'd like some help with noticing the parallels. Again, and obviously, this means SPOILERS! Don't proceed if you don't want to be spoiled. I won't be sharing gifs nor clips from the edit because that'd be straight up reposting and I don't want to do that, and a single screenshot may not be sufficient for you to understand what's happening in the scene unless you've seen the show/fmv.

Without further ado!

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渡口爱上深山, 薄雪中意晚莲 -A Crossing Ferry falls for Deep Mountain, Thin Layer of Snow likes Evening Lotus

A ferry transportation wouldn't be done in an area with deep mountains, it requires a flat and calm body of water. Lotuses don't bloom in the snow-falling season. Aka this means two things that are star-crossed. Hence: 🥲

夕阳熬红双眼 想等来晨钟聊聊天- Setting sun waits till its eyes turned red, hoping it can chat with morning bell Again, the setting sun cannot meet the morning bell. The vidder has used a scene of Ruan Lanzhu sitting with his eyes closed on a bench, waiting for Jiushi- it's not that specific so I'm not including a screenshot.

心上人在梅边柳边 偏不在身边- Person on heart is by plum or willow, but not by (the person singing the song)

A Hongloumeng reference to say that your beloved is not by you but elsewhere, see the link above for more details. -A scene of Jiushi patting Lanzhu's shoulder and going away for a door challenge while Lanzhu stands agonized-

小白蛇浇透临安 许仙却没带伞- Little white snake is drenched in the rain of Lin An, but Xu Xian forgets to bring an umbrella

From the legend of White Snake and Xu Xian, they meet on a rainy day and Xu Xian gives White Snake an umbrella. Here, the lyrics say he forgot aka things didn't happen the way they should've.

-The clip chosen for this line is more happy because they both got to use the umbrella hehe-

少女压坏秋千 书生十年落选- Young girl crushes the swing, scholar fails at exams for ten years

A little girl on a swing and a scholar who passes the exams are nice things to imagine, but the lyrics say the contrary happened. The edit shows scenes from the case of the bullied school girl and the classmate who betrayed her, who both had their youths ruined. :(

命运总是挑挑拣拣 诸事不成全- Fate is always picky and things just can’t be fulfilled

-Scenes from the first case (snow village), not using screenshots because the line itself isn't very specifc and therefore neither is the scene-

小和尚没化到缘 又路过烧鸭店- Little monk doesn’t get offerings, then happens to walk by a roasted duck shop

Describes a situation where your life sucks and then some more.

-The scene of the little beggar fainting from the Child trafficking case put in contradiction with the scene of Jiushi enjoying skewers with Xiong Qi.-

The chorus:

拈杯酒眯着眼 说专心看人间- Pinching a cup of wine and squinting eyes, saying (I/you/whoever) is looking at the human real with full concentration

The song is advising you to take a cup of wine, let go and just observe the world around you. Scenes of Lanzhu and Jiushi having swigs/sips of drinks is followed by them happily gazing up at New Year fireworks. It's pretty self explanatory.

看长安建安与潘安 都想沾一沾- (seeing) Chang’an Jian An and Pan’An, wanting to touch them all

Chang'an was an ancient Chinese capital, Jian'an was a literaty gathering, Pan'an was a historical man who was famous for his beauty and loyalty to his wife (the character Liu Xueyi's was modelled upon for the recently aired drama In Blossoms🤭) aka these three things are unrelated except for rhyming. So it's basically like saying "You want this, you want that too" and to just chill and embrace it all; your mortal desires and sorrows.

The scenes used are from the night street celebrations from the Child trafficking case, and are not specific to the line except for that the aesthetics match that of Chang'an night scenary in Tang dynasty period dramas. (And maybe Jiushi staring at Li Dongyuan's handsome face refers to the Pan'an part heh)

神仙掐指算 此去少圆满- Gods making predictions, this trip shall lead to little fulfillment 得来失 聚了散 千万莫求全- Losing what has been found, parting after reunion, don’t try to aim for perfection at all

Means that sometimes gains and loses just cannot be helped.

-Scenes of Li Dongyuan's last moments- 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

借泥炉烧碗饭 在檐上种炊烟- Borrowing earth stove to make meal, planting cooking smoke on the top of the eave

-cooking scenes from the show, self-explanotory-

管小寒大寒与心寒 都来暖一暖- No matter if it’s Small Cold, Big Cold, Or heart cold, all come over and warm up

Xiao Han and Da Han are two of the wintry solar terms of traditional Chinese calendar. Heart Cold is; well, having lost hope and being unhappy. The song tells you to get together and warm yourself up whether your coldness is external or internal.

好提胆闯人海 再叩风月关- So that you can build up the courage and venture into the crowd, knocking on the door of profanity (of life) Now this line may look simple but is really iconic to the show. It means to build up your guts [lit:gallbladder] (through the power of the warmth from forming bonds as mentioned above), so you can go out and enjoy all the beautiful romantic things in life, and bravely knock on the doors (HA) of each levels of life as you go. The scenes used are Lanzhu and Jiushi marching into door challenges, them sitting and enjoying quiet moments together, and DOORS. Bejeezus...

兜兜转转八十一难 我们走着看- Around and around through 81 tribulations, we shall see how it goes Another cleverly utilized line. 81 tribulations are what the main characters underwent in Journey to the West in order to bring the Buddhist texts, and if you've finished Spirealm, you know the 12 doors are inspired by the 12 links in the Law of Dependent Origin of Buddhist philosophy. In simpler words, the 12 links are the reasons for your mundane sorrows, longings and confusion, and 81 tribulations are the hardships you undergo because of them. The core scene used is Jiushi completing the 12 doors of the game, followed by the friend gang badass-strutting into the case scenes, fitting for the part "let's see how it goes".

竹马去寻竹马 青梅意兴阑珊- Bamboo horse goes searching for bamboo horse, blue plum feels discouraged

Now this is my FAVORITE line 😆 I always love to see what the vidders do with this part when this song is used on a BL edit. This comes from the famous poem line, “郎骑竹马来，绕床弄青梅”:” boy comes on a bamboo horse, circling around the bed and playing with plum branch”. It refers to boys and girls who are meant to be each others' since childhood. But sometimes, the bamboo horse (boy) doesn't go for a blue plum (girl), and will seek another bamboo horse instead, yeah? The scenes chosen are first Lanzhu and Jiushi, chased after by Li Dongyuan, leaving behind the exasperated Zhuang Rujiao 😂 Our poor lil blue plum!

伯牙琴弦摔断 叔夜刚绝交山巨源- Bo Ya breaks the string on his Qin, Shu Ye breaks off from Shan Juyuan

This line is about two legendary friendships, in the first pairing Bo Ya broke his Qin after his friend's death because nobody could appreciate his playing better than his friend, and the latter pairing broke up because of diff ideals.

The scenes used are when Jiushi and his ex bff used to be together, and broke up later.

知己半路就散 结发总另结新欢- Good friends part half-way, spouses marry someone else

-Yixie crying holding Qianli, the nurse whose lover betrayed her in the sanatorium arc-

小情侣恰好遇见 喜鹊没来上班- Young couples who happen to meet when the magpies are not on duty

Refers to the Chinese fairytale Magpie Bridge where magpies helped the couple meet once every year, and without magpies they wouldn't get even that chance.

The scenes used are: 🥺

长生岂能如愿 古稀尚靠垂怜- How can longevity be fulfilled, it depends on heaven’s mercy to live to one’s 70s

Jeebus, have I mentioned this vidder is a GENIUS? The corresponding scene used is the big baddie of the show standing tall and playing almighty, and the happiness of our good guys is at his mercy, followed by the scene of 50 Years Later HUHU

老病倒比莺莺燕燕 多陪二十年- The Old and the sick somehow gets 20 more years than the happy young couple

LOL the vidder knows how to be a troll, too. As the song says "Old and sick gets to live", Chen Fei and the lady friend (I don't even rem her name) who couldn't have been more background charactery if they tried, and they got to move onwards with their lives in peace while "happy, young" Zaozao and Dongyuan didn't 😔

小嫦娥偷吃灵药 却反而羡人间- Chang’e takes magical elixir, yet feels jealous of the human realm

The moon goddess, who enjoys longevity but is full of regrets about the life she left behind.

-Zaozao, who is finally under the spotlight she always deserved, but... *bawls harder*

The chorus from before repeats, that tells you to have a drink, chill and look at this world, not care so much about this and that, to not push yourself too hard because it isn't worth it, have a meal with your loved ones to chase away the cold instead, build up the courage to endure the beauty and challenges (DOORS) of the life.

Complimentary scenes follow:

人生在世不称意呀 失眠或失恋- Living in this realm is often unsatisfying, losing sleep or losing love

-For "unsatisfying" part, past-and-present scenes of the son and mother from the Triplet case, for "Losing Sleep" part Lanzhu staring at sleeping Jiushi on the same bed and then the chocolate scene, the younger sister's confession being rejected in the Sister Drum case and the Lady in the Rain for "Losing Love" part.-

只劝你来把个盏 侃呀么侃大山- (I) suggest you drink (the wine) up, then have a nice long chat

-The scene where Lanzhu wordlessly empties the can after Dongyuan's incident, followed by memories of when they were eating and chatting together, and also those of Qianli's 🤧

The final part:

喝完大酒撑条船 说今生不靠岸- After a big drink go ride on a boat, saying never to dock till the end of this life 去天涯海角浪个遍 失意当尝鲜 -To the edge of the horizon and corners of the sea, taking disappointment as fresh experiences

-Scenes of Lanzhu and Jiushi together, braving the challenges-

这一路手握剑 身侧有千帆- Holding a sword on the way, with thousands of sails passing by

-The girl from the school bullying case, now grown bright and confident, wielding a sword (that was SUCH a great moment! You go, darling!), followed by the now-regretless Door Ghosts smiling happily in the last episode.-

时不时 回头看看 百味是人间- From time to time, turn around and look, hundreds of tastes makes up the human realm

-Lanzhu looking back at Jiushi for one last time, Jiushi looking back before entering a door- *sniffles

Followed by happy montages of all their friends, and Chestnut.

时不时 也睡个懒觉 醒来多加餐- From time to time, sleep in, and eat an extra meal when (you) wake up

-A scene of Lanzhu tucked in cozily, Jiushi stretching awake from a sleep, well into daytime, and for the "Extra Meal" part, that giant drumstick platter Lanzhu and Rujiao made Dongyuan get for them 😁.-

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AAAnd DONE! Phew, that gotta be one of the longest posts I've made in one sitting. If you are still here, thank you so much for your patience and attention, I hope you enjoyed this brilliant fmv meta! Don't forget to give the vidder the love they much deserve, and read up the AveX link for more thorough understanding of the song itself.

Toodles for now!

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#the spirealm #kaleidoscope of death #bilibili edits #fmv rec #song appreciation #the spirealm spoilers #the spirealm fmv #The Human Realm is Not Worth It #人间不值得 #黄诗扶 #Huáng Shīfú

[greywindys]

I'm completely neutral on the subject so I hope I don't come across as disagreeing with you or anything but why do you dislike TNN/P5? I've just noticed you've stated that a few times now so I wanna know the deets🤣

You definitely don't come across as disagreeable at all! I'm not offended by curiosity, or even respectful disagreement. So, feel free to disagree with me after this answer. I dislike TNN for a few reasons, some directly related to the phase, some simply for the state of fandom at the time, which isn't exactly TNN's fault, but it is what it is.

How it started - I distinctly remember Damon remarking that he felt bad that fans missed 2D on Humanz, which led to him recording TNN (or at least played a notable role in his decision). This was the first crack in my faith in the project. For all the hyping fans do about Jamon ~not caring what people think, and ~not caring about dumb popularity points like those other stupid artists, this was..unexpected. I'm probably projecting my own philosophy as a creator here, but it's incredibly difficult for me to imagine a scenario where I would change my plans because my audience wanted me to. My original vision, my creative process, is all important to me, even if people get annoyed or disagree with how I operate. More than anything, creating has to be fulfilling for me. I used to think Gorillaz was the same, and maybe they still are to some extent, but I didn't like the idea of Damon essentially creating an apology album.

The album was boring. Come at me! Lmao. But yeah. I've analyzed the fuck out of "Souk Eye," but I've only listened to it all the way through once. I would take another Humanz over TNN, musically.

Murdoc being the plot, but never in any art. People always complain about Murdoc "taking over the story." I agree to a point. P5 still sucked for me as a Murdoc fan because there was barely anything for me to gif or edit this phase. I would trade Murdoc in a support role for more Murdoc animation.

Murdoc being in jail the entire, Murdoc "dying." TNN took place during a time where Murdoc hate was at its peak. I wrote out of spite, but it was genuinely annoying to see people I was friends with being told they were terrible people/abusers etc for liking Murdoc. When he "died," even though it was obviously temporary, people only got harassed and mocked more. This may sound petty, but it was SO annoying.

The set up didn't lead anywhere. If I was going to suffer through so many unfunny memes and people obsessing over their hate for a fictional character, it could have at least ended with something. I was relieved and happy it didn't turn into a 2D possession story line, but the ending was so botched. I just wish it had been a different plot entirely.

But I can also say good things about TNN. It gave us 2D's journal, and "Souk Eye." Murdoc actually re-joined Gorillaz on my birthday that year - literally on the exact date (not that Jamon had any way of know or planning for that, but it was wild).

TNN came out when I wasn't expecting it. I had started writing The Answer at the end of Humanz with the hope that the I wouldn't make too many waves writing 2Doc with a less active fandom. Gorillaz always took long hiatuses, so this was what would happen this time, right? Lmao. Needless to say, it made me very anxious. I also had to adjust my plans chapter to chapter to stay up to date with TNN "lore." It again wasn't anything Gorillaz could control, nor was it their responsibility, but ngl, this did frazzle me at the time. In the end, I see it as a positive because it challenged me, and helped create a fandom experience that I would never exchange for anything. That story means a lot to some people (and me for that matter!), and I would also never want to take that away from them.

So, the final assessment is that my feelings are very mixed. I had fun in the little section of fandom I carved out for myself at the time, but everything around me I associate with chaos and volatility.

#asks. #Anonymous

[ravens-grove]

Welcome to the Raven's Grove

While ago my partner and I did a big leap towards unknown by fulfilling our life long dream. We bought an old cottage in the forest, packed all of our stuff and moved in.

This is our diary about life in the Raven's Grove and journey towards sustainable and self-sufficient life. We are not aiming to live completely off the grid, but rather see and experiment what we can do (and enjoy the journey meanwhile).

However, there is some huge challenges ahead: we live near the Arctic Circle and are both physically disabled.

Summers here are short, lit by midnight sun, and winters are long, dark and cold.

But on the other hand nature around us is stunning - we are surrounded by clean lakes, vast forests full of berries and wildlife, and we can live in peace and quiet without neighbors.

Content, safety and copyrights are under the cut.

Enjoy your visit!

Content:

Most content will be nature photographs, main focus is forest, plants, insects, small details and different lights.

There will also be some text posts, guides, recipes and different project pictures.

Here's some things we are either doing or going to do:

Provide room for wild animals (dead trees, nest places, natural space)

Make sure we have thriving insect populations by giving them plants and resting places

Plant fruit trees, berry bushes and other food plants for food production

Pay attention to crop rotation, avoid fertilizers and insecticides

Preserve all extra food for winter

Build rain water collectors

Mass likes and reblogs:

Mass likes and reblogs are ok.

Feel free to browse tags and archive as much as you like to.

Language/tone:

English isn't my native language, don't be afraid to ask if something is hard to understand or if I use the wrong word. My writing tone is always either positive or neutral unless clearly said otherwise.

Copyright:

Do not repost/reupload, redistribute, use or edit (reblogging is appreciated).

Non-profit personal use, in example phone or computer wallpapers, is fine. (If you need/want to edit them to fit your screen better or similar reason, make sure to not share those creations online, as it's not personal use anymore if you share them.)

Safety:

All moving things are tagged with #gif or #videos. There is no jumpscares or flashing lights.

This is SFW and safe for minors.

All kind of discrimination towards any human feature; ethnicity, color, origin, gender, sexuality, age, disability or body type is not welcome here.

#pinned post #blog intro #blog info #introducing post #introduction #pinned

[iloveabunchofgames]

#JakeReviewsItch

The Adventures of Elena Temple: Definitive Edition

by GrimTalin

Price (US): $4.99 (Free demo available)

Included In: Bundle for Racial Equality and Justice

Genre: Platformer

Pitch: A two-button exploratory platformer, presented as if it's a re-release of a monochromatic Mac game.

My expectations: I've already played quite a bit of this. I completed at least one of the three dungeons. By design, it's rather basic, but its puzzle design, platforming challenges, and light exploration successfully scratch their respective itches.

Review:

Elena jumps, Elena shoots, and most of all, Elena dies. Spikes, scorpions, darts, sawblades, ghosts—death stalks her at every turn. And her gun? It only holds two bullets. It’s less useful as a weapon than it is as a way to break open clay pots and push distant buttons. Which leaves the jump. The fixed-height jump. Ceiling spikes are a problem for an adventurer who can’t help launching into every jump with the same gusto.

My GIFs do a stinky job of illustrating the points from my written review. Apparently I only thought to capture video in relatively easy rooms. My focus was elsewhere when I was dying 15 times in a row on a single jump.

Yesterday’s review (Adventures of a Radish) was critical of fixed-height jumping and perfect air control. I stand by that. Those actions have no place in a Mario clone. The Adventures of Elena Temple is a different kind of game. Every trap on every screen is meticulously designed around its protagonist’s limitations. There are some button-pushing, teleporter-sequence, conspicuous--wall-shooting puzzles, but it’s the platforming itself that most often makes one stop and think. If those arrows fire at that interval, in that sequence, and the platforms above the spiky floor appear or disappear every time I jump, then how the heck do I reach that coin

It’s a nasty, brutal game, and it knows it. It taunts because it knows you can overcome. Catharsis feels gooooood.

+ Every element on every screen has been placed with intention and care. + Elena's limited moveset can be understood in seconds. It's difficult to master, but the controls are reliable enough that every death feels fair. + Snagging every collectible isn't necessary, but thanks to rewarding puzzles and a helpful map, 100% completion feels like an attainable goal. I wanted to tick every box, and I did. + Speedrun stats, unlockable cheats and tweaks (infinite ammo, double-jumps, limited lives), and Achievements.

– Holy smokes, I just want to get to the other side of this room. Can you please stop murdering me for two seconds? – Falling down a hole with no way back up except to make an eight-screen trek is annoying. – The whole "play ports of this classic game" gimmick could go. Aside from a palette swap, the game is exactly the same on every platform, and the palettes don't make much sense. Why not use CGA cyan and magenta for the DOS PC? I guess I can accept Mac-resolution, 1-bit graphics on the 8-bit Game Boy, but why is it black on green? Go look at a Game Boy. I promise, you'll never spot a pure black pixel? And what is the point of telling me there's a Game Boy Advance port if it's still using same monochromatic art? Why would I want to play on a minuscule screen?

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Bottom Line: The Adventures of Elena Temple isn't really from the '80s, but if it were, it would be remembered fondly. You modern kids with your skateboards and your Superman movies probably won't understand why anyone would choose this over that dancing game you play with your Net friends. (I want to say Fortnight? I know it's not Mine Craft. Can someone tell me what Road Blocks is? Thx! :) :) ) If you're an old people who would would risk a thousand impaling deaths for a shiny coin, you could do a lot worse.

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can you post a before editing and after gifset?

you mean like this?

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You've prayed for them, manifested them into your life. You've asked and received.

They've broken tradition in some way. Either in their family, social group/community or they will be the one who breaks your usual type.

A very good listener. Has a penetrative gaze, their facial expressions are actually very emotive. You'd actually find it fascinating.

Anytime they're stressed they'll go and take a walk or be out in nature. They gather inspiration from there as well. They value they quiet time but they also work well with others. They know several people likely but trust very few. Probably have this same set of close friends for the past several years. They don't really open up easily but their aura is comforting. Pretty non judgemental and grounded.

A leader / has latent leadership qualities in a group setting. (can have a strong Aries or Mars influence in them)

Might be into puzzles, board games, putting things together.

Experimental and changes their look often. But they pull it off brilliantly.

Looks really good in red and / or white.

Strong morals, strong sense of right and wrong. They could be going through something but it's not easily visible on their face. Could have an air rising (gemini, libra or aquarius) or can keep a poker face.

Very attractive. Since they do change their appearance often they have definitely bleached their hair at one point. Fair skin with a sun-kissed glow / tan to them. Broad - strong shoulders, narrow waist, strong legs. Might have played sports or is good at sports. This is someone who learns things relatively quick given how attentive they are.

I'm tempted to say they have daddy vibes. Yes even if they identify as female. They have the BDE.

Ambivert but leaning a little more towards the introvert side. However in social settings they do handle things well given their confidence regardless of how shy they can be. However once you get to know them they'd be very quirky and funny around you. The kind to randomly do a weird tik tok challenge but for you/close friends/cuz they felt like it and not the camera

Cinematography, cinema, editing, photography.

Well travelled, street smart and knowledgeable.

They love hoarding knowledge, you'd be surprised.

You'll meet them when you leave a place/location or situation that's been causing you stress and giving you more anxiety and repression than peace and progress. Highly likely during travel or once you've relocated to some place.

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Sensual. So damn sensual and captivating. They look unreal sometimes honestly it's intimidating.

Something about their voice is downright so enchanting and sexy. You can't help but feel attracted to them, it's almost annoying how drawn you feel. (possible lilith rising, could have scorpio and taurus or capricorn placements) I mean I wouldn't be surprised if they sing, have an asmr channel, are a speaker, spokesperson or representative etc

Very dreamy, rather spiritual as well. They definitely have faith in something that they feel is above them. They seem a little prone to really vivid dreams as well as nightmares. Might even be a bit clairvoyant or Clairsentient.

Secure in their business and career might own a business actually. Thing is there is a lot of goals they want to accomplish. But they're not the kind to stall it, they actively go for it. They don't care, they'll achieve it. Especially if you tell them that they can't, then they definitely will. However their ambitions aren't the shallow kind, they really do want to leave a mark or simply express themselves for how they are on the inside.

Either they look like a complete softie, care bear, mom friend or they look like a siren or what Christian Grey thought he was or they have the aura Eric Draven had in The Crow or Maleficent carries. There's no in between. They switching positions like that Ariana song.

They have the most kissable lips.

Highly likely have tattoos because they love the sensation of getting inked.

Tall, lean, Dark hair, dark eyes, beauty spots, really nice hands. Look really good in every shade of blue and green, black (definitely black) and even certain floral or geometric prints. They may also like wearing accessories a lot.

For some reason I saw a crown.

Emotional and intense, they need a creative outlet of expression or they shut down. Like, I kid you not they need to at least once completely lose themselves in something then come home and pass out on the sofa.

Expect a lot of thoughtful random gifts and display of affections from them. They're a bit possesive, I almost feel they can be a little bratty but oh when they look at you, they have eyes only for you. Talking to them is finding a best friend from a life you have no knowledge of but yet it feels right.

Sincere

Trust

Romantic

Passionate

Beach baby / loves the water. Doesn't really like the cold as much.

They may have a pet? They seem to be very good with animals.

You'd meet them when you feel really good about yourself, you'd be really feeling yourself or would have achieved something. Making travel plans or setting your next goals it might even be night. It'll feel perfect actually, right it happened at the right time. You'd be getting signs though but I feel you'd be preparing yourself for other exciting stuff to take proper note of them and boom it happens.

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An explorer, a seeker, a student who wants to keep learning, keep being a ray of sunshine in everyone's life.

They seek their soul family/found family or would really want a family of their own someday. Very good with kids likely or at most, very patient with different types of people.

Honestly if they were a Pokémon they'd be bulbasaur.

Regardless of their age they're very youthful, the inner child is intact.

They might dress very vintage or old school. Very laid back actually. Also something about walking barefeet on wooden floors came up. They look they belong in a old photograph / polaroid almost. I'm not getting much on their looks besides they look like they belong in a painting or old polaroid. They feel like home, they feel like laying in a field and relishing the golden hour, they feel the the type whose hand you'd hold and run off with. Red and browns are definitely their color, they pull of the muted tones really well. (almost thought of Taylor Swift's Willow music video)

Might have a strong aquarius and capricorn influence in their chart as well.

Their upbringing may not have been in the best conditions but they've worked very hard or are working very hard to improve their quality of life or give back to their family in some way. In some way they've turned their life around. They did a full 180. Crazy.

Deep voice. Warm whispers.

Honey in tea.

Carnations, lilies and red grapes.

They'd like to celebrate the little victories in their life with you. They get happy over the simple things so much, I can just feel my heart melt because of this person and their smile. They're so affectionate and kind and it's making me tear up almost. Wow.

Also they smell really nice. Flowery notes maybe?

They love touching foreheads.

Might play an instrument or paint.

Honestly, I kid you not. They feel straight out of a fantasy book. The closest characters I can think of is Westley from Princess Bride, Aurora from Maleficent and Belle from Beauty and the beast.

You'll likely meet them when you've shut out something toxic in your life. You may not even be looking for love, this might be after a break up even, you may even be escaping a situation or be away from a gathering and be around New people / faces you aren't as familiar with when this happens. Your anxiety will ease around this person. You might even had a passing thought or dream of this scenario before it happens but you'll brush off the thought thinking that isn't possible or something, then you'll be in for a surprise regardless.

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❚❙ REQUEST BY @ocetevasgirl: Hola preciosa! Can I request prompt 8 from the fluff list with Voight? Love you 💖

❚❙ PROMPTS: “You're jealous, aren't you?” “You're calling that jealousy? If she/he can still use her/his legs, I'm not being jealous”.

❚❙ HANK VOIGHT MASTERLIST.

❚❙ WORDS: about 2k.

❚❙ A/N: this writing hasn’t been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I’m sorry about that. If you find a description about body or a word out of place, or something that it makes you feel uncomfortable / unrepresented, let me know by a private message and I will change it delighted.

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Since you saw this morning Olivia Benson walking downstairs accompanied by Voight, your good mood got burned into ashes just in a sight. He hadn't told you that she was going to come and, actually, he hadn't why to tell you. For him, it's only part of his job. But you know it's something else for her. You have seen her how she looks at your man. The unjustified and unnecessary touches on his back, on his arm. The stupid smiles she draws to him, that you would be delighted of erasing using your fist.

You have never, ever, been the kind of jealous girl. You trust your boyfriend blindly, but you don't trust her. You can't. You have tried it with all your efforts, but then you heard her laughing for no reason and Hank responding with a fleeting smile. You haven't talked him about how you feel, because the age gap between both makes you look stupid sometimes. Fortunately, you're professional enough to not let these things affect your job and your relationship. You have learnt how to hide your emotions, even if sometimes your friends suspect that something is going on by the tic that makes you blink your left eye unconsciously.

Aware that he must be there with his amazing friend, Kim places a hand on your shoulder trying to encourage you to cross the entrance and come into the Molly's. Licking your lips as you calm yourself a little, you nod pushing the door to be embraced by the warm atmosphere inside it, covering you from the cold breeze of Chicago. Letting your eyes travel around the place, you greet some of your friends waving a hand, before landing your gaze on your boyfriend. He turns at that exact moment, not even trying to contain a smile. You show him another back, but his disappears when he sees you passing him away straight to the Unit's table without greeting him. And Olivia notices it, but you don't care.

“What's up, trouble?” Jay pulls down your hair, earning a laugh from you.

“Platt said you crashed a patrol”. Wrinkling your nose in a funny gesture, after Adam's words, you take a seat next to him.

“These aren't the things you have to learn from us, you know it, right?” Antonio makes you all chuckle, calling to his sister raising a finger to ask for more beers.

“I caught the bad guy, didn't I?”

“Yeah, crashing a car”. Atwater raises his eyebrows, leaning over the table.

“But I caught the bad guy, that's my job not to take care of the cars. I'm not a mechanic…”

“BUT A COP!” You all say in unison, as always, like a famous quote.

As soon as the beers arrive, you make another toast for your car lost in action. And everything is fun until you feel a presence behind you and the silence gets installed around your table. Gulping and licking your bottom lip, as your friends drink from their bottles trying to pretend that you all weren't doing what you were doing, you turn around over your stool forcing a smile.

“Having fun, officer (Y/L/N)?” Platt's voice gives you the kind of shivers you can hide.

“No, no, n— I mean… yes”. The look on her face causes you to swallow again. “I me—mean, no?”

“It's a simple question. Yes or no”.

“Trudy, leave the kid alone”.

Saved by the bell. Your hero.

“Crash a car is part of our tradition, ain't it?” Hank tries to put some humor in the situation, traveling his eyes from her to you.

“Hm”. The woman just replies, before walking away.

You don't know about what kind of tradition he is talking of, but at least he has saved your ass. Again. Not being able to look at him, you sip from your beer trembling yet. Probably, tomorrow Crowley will ask for a convincing explanation. I caught the bad guy will not work with her, that's for sure. Feeling a soft touch in your lower back, you raise your orbs from the bottle to your boss, who makes a brief move with his chin to point at the back door at the end of the bar. You don't want to go, you know exactly what it's going to happen and you just want to forget the intense day you have had. But he raises his eyebrows with that cockiness usual on him, about to drag you if you don't put down from your stool.

With an imperceptible sight, you end up obeying in silence under the attentive eyes of your friends. Hank walks behind you with both hands in the pocket of his jeans, as you wear your jacket to zip it above your chest. The fresh air hits your face once you reach the Molly's back alley, resting your back against the wall with your face bowed to your military black boots. Placing himself in front of you, he studies thoroughly your gesture, your lips pressed and the lack of eye contact.

“What's the matter?”

Shaking your head slightly, you cross one leg behind the other, putting your hands on your lower back.

“You're jealous, aren't you?”

Letting go an exaggerated chuckle, you roll your eyes before gluing them on him. “You're calling that jealousy? If she can still use her legs, I'm not being jealous”.

“It ain't a good moment to be sarcastic, sweetheart”.

“I'm not. She is just a colleague, right?”

Hank nods in silence tilting his head closer and you're sure he can hear your heart speeding up under your skin. He always does that, putting you nervous only to prove the power he has on you, on your body, on your senses. And you hate him. You hate how proud he feels because of it. The grin on his face causes a chill down your spine, standing up from the wall to pretend that he is wrong, that he doesn't control your reactions.

“Hm… Good to know you're conscious of her position. She's gonna stay in my house tonight. We didn't plan to need more than one day and she doesn't have a place”.

For a moment, the image of you punching his face runs your mind, keeping your hands inside the pockets of your jacket to close them in two fist until you feel your nails hurting your palms. There are a lot of replies to his words stuck in your throat, but if it's a proof of trust, you would fail miserably. This is a clash of titans and you're not going to let him win.

“That's fine”. You respond squinting at him, taking a step ahead almost facing Hank. “Anything else?”

“No”.

“Okay”.

With a feigned smile, you turn to the left to leave the alley and come back to your private party, which means to get drunk until Burgess and Hailey have to carry you home.

“What an interesting night is gonna be”. Hank whispers seeing you grabbing the doorknob, teasing you as only he knows how to do.

Kissing your lips as your steps stop dead, you turn your head about to lose your calm.

“If I see her putting a hand on your leg again, I'm gonna break every single fucking bone of her body”.

You couldn't help it. He knows exactly which words he has to use to push you to the edge. The worst part is the fun he usually has doing it. Walking towards you moving his head as if he was nodding, Hank caresses his bottom lip with a forefinger looking thoughtful.

“I didn't think of you as someone violent”.

“Fucking watch me, Voight”.

“Hm…”

Containing a laugh, he opens the door for you, pointing at the inside with a hand. Clearly challenging you. But before you can pass him away, the sergeant grabs your forearm to push you back and lean his lips over your ear.

“She booked the hotel yesterday”. His raspy voice touring your head makes you feel your cheeks burning in shame.

He has won already and you know it. Wanting to leave him again, he pulls you back again hearing the heavy snort escaping your mouth.

“She knows who you are. Told her this morning”.

Did really he? Arching up one of your eyebrows, you can't help but turn your face slightly at him. Your parted lips reveal the surprise and the confusion. Why can she know it, but not your friends? Just because she doesn't work in Chicago? It isn't fair. At least, under your opinion. It's not like you're going to act like Voight's girlfriend and take the advantage of what it means. But it allows you to smile at him when you cross your eyes in the hallways, it allows you to don't have to hide if you want to have lunch together, it allows you to not have to drive two different cars and leave his house before him to work. Small simple things that for you means a lot.

“Cut off the show, boss. Everybody is looking at us”.

It isn't the first time that Hank can't avoid touching you somehow in public, finding the stupidest excuse just to feel you. And he really enjoys putting you nervous, watching the way you lick your lips and bite the bottom one, feel the way your body gets tense when he lays his hands on you, the short frights he gives you coming behind you and whispering ‘officer (Y/L/N)’ in your ear.

Actually, there's no reason why you decided to hide your relationship. You haven't even talked about it. You haven't thought if it's because of the age gap, because of his past, because he is your boss (...). You haven't given it any importance, till you met Olivia Benson a couple months ago. That kind of sergeant who comes from New York and thinks that she runs the Chicago police department. Hank hasn't told you how they met, imagining they did when he was working on the Gang Unit.

“Admit your jealousy”. Tilting his head enough to look into your eyes, the challenging grimace comes back to his face.

Knowing that he's not going to stop, you simply nod. “It isn't fair that other women can… touch you, and I have to wait more than twelve hours just… simply to smile at you without looking suspicious”.

Hank can hear to perfection the hopelessness in your voice, feeling your fingers loosening his grip around your other forearm. It's not a question of possessiveness, but of insecurity; and he's discovering it now, thinking about since when you feel like that.

“Do you wan'me to take you home?”

You shake your head, now with guilt running under your skin because you know it has ruined his night.

“I'm okay, boss. Gonna have some fun with my friends after a long day”.

“Will you have some fun with your boss after that? End the night in my house playing pool, drinking whisky? I will let you win”.

You can't help but show him a fleeting smile, almost curving your lips. That's a yes for him and Hank feels satisfied. Holding your right hand on his, your boyfriend brings it to his mouth placing a tender kiss on the back of it, before letting you go.

Hailey and Burgess are squinting at you, knowing that their suspicions weren't wrong at all. Not saying a word and pretending normality, you sit back on your stool to have a sip from your beer. You're literally sweating right now, and it isn't because of the jacket you are wearing but because of the petty smiles appearing on the other cops.

“You know that we work in Intelligence, right, little trouble?” Antonio is the first one talking jokingly.

“Yeah, and we don't need to be detectives to know what's going on”. Hailey hums resting his arms over the table.

“How is Voight in private? I've always had curiosity. He takes off the stick of his ass when he comes home, or…?”

“Halstead, I can hear you”.

“Yeah, that was the intention, Sarge”. He replies, lifting up his beer in a silent toast.

Turning at Hank just for a second, you can't help but shrug with your eyebrows briefly frowned in a funny grimace that makes him giggle. It was inevitable, since they have seen the way and how close he has talked to you. But now, the pressure within your chest is dropping down, feeling better.

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[thatcanadianfangirl]

*Jeremy Gilbert* The Weaker part 3 - The Soaking

Jeremy Gilbert X Brooke Donavan

Requested: nope

Plot:  When Jeremy and Brooke are training defence it starts to rain

Word Count: 1,316

A/N: Not my gif, also broke is Matt’s younger sister. This isn't edited and might be the last imagine for a while. Until I get my laptop screen fixed, I'm really sorry.

The clouds were getting darker by the minute. I wore my usual attire when I’m training with Jeremy. Black sport leggings, navy blue sports bra, and a black hair tie holding my long soft hair back.

Jeremy stood in front of me, legs far apart as I took small and quick hits at him.  He dodged and weaved every single one. I was frustrated I couldn’t  at least hit him once, the frustration fueled me to keep going harder.

My left leg in front of the other as I swung my left hand and then my right. I kept going until Jeremy caught my right wrist in a tight grip. Making me stop pushing myself to try harder, I huffed a heavy breath out. My determined feeling starting to soften when I looked into his brown eyes.  Reminding of what he said a week ago, my heart fluttering as his voice in my head. ‘All I saw was a more than perfect girl.’

“Lets take a break and work on your posture.” Jeremy said making sure my attention was on him. I sighed still wanting to practice on my punches, but maybe Jer was right. I needed some time to cool down. 

“You mean putting a book on my head?” I asked teasingly, Jeremy hung his head as he chuckled. Starting to walk to me casually. “No, more like small movements for the right position. Yours is a little off.” Jeremy said tilting his hand left and right, with a seething expression on his face. Looking like he had a big open gash on his leg.

“Well okay mister I know better than you.” I said making my voice deeper trying to impersonate him. He chuckled again, “Well to be fair I am, but I can show you the better way. To let you have a better chance at hitting your opponent.”

I rested my hand on my waist shrugging at him, “Okay, show me then.” I said challenging him, He frowned shrugged as well, “Whatever you want.” Jeremy spoke coming even closer than he was before.  “Your left leg further up.” He gestured towards my leg.  I did what he said, maybe a little too far, because he shook his head. “Not like that, you look a giraffe.” Jeremy said before he grabbed my thigh, “Okay, why don’t you just do it yourself than.”

He lifted my leg up, bringing it back up a little. Finally putting it in the place he thought was better than mine. “Okay and your back,” Jer said once he let go of my thigh and glanced at my body’s posture.

“And what’s wrong with my back?” I asked in more of a whine. He laughed as a tiny drop of water landed right under his eye. He blinked a few times before tilting his head towards the sky. “It’s starting to rain.” I stated feeling the warm water begin to drop onto my skin. It was slow starting until it picked up pace. “I see that, thank you for stating the obvious.” Jeremy said back,

“Shut up.” 

The rain drops were getting bigger and faster, landing on our skin with a small sting. Jeremy looked as if he just jumped into a lake, He was soaking. His clothing clinging to his defined body.  

“Let’s head inside!” Jeremy yelled over the loud sound of rain drops hitting the ground. Water dropped from the tips of his hair and his chin. My voice stuck in my throat now, I only nodded at him.

He grabbed my wrist and started jogging to his house. I jogged with him hoping not to get dragged by his speed. We only trained in the forest behind his house a few times. But I have a feeling we’ll stay there.

Once we got inside the warm house that belonged to the Gilberts. Jeremy’s hands instantly flew to the hem of his shirt. He yanked off his soaking wet shirt fast, but in my head it was slow. His muscles flexing slowly made something stir in my core.

“I’ll let you take the upstairs bath room, to take a shower. I got the downstairs one.” Jeremy gestured with his hand, pointed to each one as he spoke.

“Are you sure?” I asked hesitantly, the downstairs bathroom’s shower head always jerked out the water. Alaric didn't have the time to buy a new one and fix it.

“Yeah”

The water flowing down my body felt amazing, warmer than the natural rain. I ran my hands down my blonde hair, sighing in bliss as the water loosened my tensed muscles.

After soaking my bones deeply for another ten minutes I turned off the water and jumped out of the showed. The room steamy and still warm with the windows and mirror fogged up. I looked at the towel bar, a creamy white towel hung there.

I snatched it from the pole and began to dry my hair lightly. I then started to dry my body next, wrapping the towel tightly around my body I walked out of the bathroom.

“Jeremy!” I called once I couldn't her the vague sound of the shower downstairs.

“Coming!” He called up the stairs,

I waited in his room, needing a new set of clothes since mine were drenched with water. I would have barrowed something for Elena’s room, but I didn't really know her. Even when she was my brother’s girlfriend.

Jeremy came into his room, a black towel wrapped loosely around his waist. Let his V-line peak out a little, his chest dripping with water. My words  caught in my throat again, “Um, I need clothes.” I finally piped up after a few lowly seconds.

His brown eyes widened as if a train hit him with the word realization written all over it. “Shit.” He muttered suddenly, making a small smile appear on my face.

“I guess you’ll have to  use my clothes then.” He explained turning around and walking to his drawers.

“That’s fine, I don't mind.” I said shrugging even though he couldn't see me. “Here.” Jeremy said, throwing two pieces of clothing, I smiled at him as he watched me. “Thanks” I said before heading back to the bathroom.

“I'll met you downstairs.” Jeremy spoke right before I closed the door. It surprised me Jeremy could be the sweet type, with the attractive attire he had. I thought he’d be more I-only-care-about-myself-other-than-my-family type.  

removing myself from my thoughts, I dropped the towel to the floor and began put on the clothes he gave me. A pair of red Clavin Klein boxers, and a black t-shirt that went over the bright red.

I looked at myself in the mirror, I almost look like I’ve ben living on the streets. I didn't really care at the moment as I opened the bathroom door. Jeremy not in sight as I walked out if his room and down the stairs. I feet slightly sticking to the wooden floor.

I made it to the living room seeing Jeremy sitting on the couch with the t.v playing a DC movie. I found it cute how his face was so focused on the movie, almost like he was watching it for the first, he’s it about twenty times by now.

“Hey.” I blurted out as I came closer, I sat next to him. He looked at me with curious eyes. “Have you thought about what I sat about you?” His husky asked he asked it.

I rolled my lip in, nodding my head. “Yes, I have. Ever since you’ve said I was more than perfect to you. I couldn't stop think I want to kiss you. None of the guys I’ve dated before has ever said that to me before.” I said now looking in front of me.

I could see in the corner of my eye Jeremy shrugging. “Because none of them were ever me.”

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A serie with Antonio Dawson. Chapter II.

❚❙ WORDS: about 1k

❚❙ A/N: this writing hasn’t been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I’m sorry about that. If you find a description about body or a word out of place, or something that makes you feel uncomfortable / unrepresented, let me know by a private message and I will change it delighted.

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A few days have passed and nothing has been the same. At the moment of happening you didn't think about it, but when you came home and sat on your sofa, you knew that mission fucked up your friendship. The adrenaline you were feeling while working didn't let you see how far you left the limit away. Now, you can't look at him in the face without shivers running down your back. And you can't avoid feeling like shit ducking him all the time, thinking that maybe it will help you to calm the sentiments recently discovered, wishing it's just a phase.

Closing your locker trying to not look at the picture stuck on the blue door, you let escape a heavy sigh as you wear your leather jacket before putting on the black knit cap, to keep out from the cold of Chicago as soon as you leave the District. Hanging your bag on your shoulder, you check a bunch of text messages that make your phone. Meeting of doctors, firefighters, and cops at Molly's. For you, it sounds fun, but you're not in the mood to deal with Antonio. He has been trying to talk with you since the next morning after the undercover, but you've always found an excuse to avoid it. Mostly, related to work.

Keeping your phone in a pocket and looking for your headphones in the other, you collide against a body, standing there without any intention of moving. The strong scent fills up your lungs, and you don't need to raise your eyes to know who it is.

“I'm hurrying”.

“No, you're not”.

Having the clear intention of passing him away, Antonio stops you by grabbing your forearm, pushing you back to face him.

“Don't do that”.

“I gotta go”.

“You aren't going anywhere till you tell me what's happening”.

“Nothing's happening”.

“You've been avoiding me, (Y/N). Since the night in the club. I already apologized for what I said”.

“It's not because of what you said”. You scoff rolling your eyes, with a bitter chuckle installed in your mouth. “Forget it, okay? Things are… really bad for me right now, to turn it worse”.

“I felt it too if it's any consolation”. Tilting his head closer, Antonio moves his fingers around your forearm to your ching, urging you to look at him.

“Don't, please. I don't wanna fuck up our friendship”.

“It's already fucked”. He whispers puckering his lips, trying to hide the way he feels after being ignored these days. “But you have two options. Keep digging or plug up the hole”.

Putting your gaze away, somewhere in the locker room, both options start to dance inside your head. You didn't even contemplate the alternative of him feeling the same. Yes, he was nervous too that night, but not like you. So you thought that he was like that because of how he was seeing you at that moment, not because he was having the same desire for kissing you again.

“Still being the one who stays, you said so”. Repeating the same words, your partner earns your look again. “I can handle people leaving my side, but it isn't the same with you”.

“Antonio…”

“What? Don't tell me another excuse, I beg you”. The despair in his brown orbs touches you. “Listen, I accepted that undercover because I thought you were good with the idea too. Otherwise, I'd not accepted it. But I liked it. I liked kissing you and I don't regret it. So, why don't try it?”

“What if it doesn't work? What happens next? We work together, pretending nothing happened?”

“But what if it works, uh? After all this time, you think we don't work?”

“I don't wanna lose you, Antonio, just because you liked that kiss”.

“Didn't you? 'Cause I felt quite the opposite”.

Your eyelids drop as soon as you feel his other hand landing on your lower back, making you take a step closer. You don't even know how Voight it's going to take it if he'd care if he'd let you have a relationship being partners. How Kim with Adam, and Jay with Erin, is a precedent for your boss. But on the other hand, they weren't friends before the Unit. You two are.

“Look at me, please”.

Opening your eyes and finding his glued on you causes you a chill that bristles your skin. You can't help but wrinkle your nose in a childish gesture, making his mouth curve in a smile.

“One chance. I promise you, if it doesn't work, we'll continue being friends. As always”.

“This is one of those times you talk too much”.

The words come from nowhere, you weren't expecting to reply like that but your brain has played dirty. You don't have time to back out when Antonio presses his lips on yours. Your eyes get closed by inertia, placing your arms around his neck slowly until there's no distance between the two of you. Again, the sparkles within your stomach explode as the tender kiss turns into a lot of short gestures on every inch of your lips.

“We will make it work. I know you can't break my heart”. Antonio murmurs touching your nose with his, being very sure of himself.

“Don't challenge me”.

“I'd not dare”. He chuckles placing an arm on your shoulders, waving a hand slightly. “You love me too much, admit it”.

“You give yourself too many credits, Tonio”.

“Do I?” He arches an eyebrow, walking you outside of the locker room to leave the District. “Molly's?”

“I wanna go home, it's been a long day of paperwork”.

“C'mon! One beer and I take you home. Don't you wanna drink with your new boyfriend?”

“Since when are we dating, uh?”

“Since two minutes ago”.

“You didn't ask me”.

“Are you really gonna mak— fine. Oh, beautiful (Y/N), would you make me the hon—”.

“No”.

“Shut up, bitch. You're my girlfriend now”.

“I swear I'm gonna punch your face, if you call me like that again, Dawson”.

“I'd like to see you trying…”

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A SERIE WITH HANK VOIGHT. CHAPTER III.

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Slamming shut the door behind your back, Hank raises his eyes from an iPad towards yours, finding you furiously breathing and your brows frowned. He already knows that someone has told you that you won't participate in the part of the mission where they break into the killer's house, and he knows too that this is going to give him a strong headache.

“You can't put me apart”. Hissing, you hit his desk with both palms leaning over it.

“Watch me”. It's all he replies, challenging you, raising both eyebrows as he rests his back against his chair, crossing a leg over the other.

“You can't stop me”.

“You sound too sure… Bet I put you into the cage before you try to follow us”.

“You can't do this to me, Hank!”

You can't help but cross the limit, shouting at him using all the ferocity within your chest, coming from the darkest place of your soul. But all this braveness disappears as soon as his fingers wrap your throat so tightly that your skin becomes lighter, standing up and surrounding the furniture that separates the two of you. Barely gulping and raising your chin with arrogance, as he confronts you, Hank points at you using his left forefinger.

“Don't you dare to shout at me again”. His words are deeper and more threatening than normally, but you're not scared. Quite the fucking opposite.

Putting less strain around your neck, his eyes still look on fire fixed on yours.

“This isn't up for debate. I'm not going to lose you too”. Licking a sight about to escape his lips, he bows down his head for a short second. “I can't lose you too”.

You aren't sure of the meaning of his words, confusing you believing that you are more special to him than you thought. Yes, not everybody welcomes you in their houses without doubting as he did. And not everybody takes care of you as he does. For you, all of this is new. You don't know how to react, what to say. Remaining silent, you nod one time barely swallowing your saliva.

There's something inside his eyes that has you petrified, only being able to move your hands unconsciously to the folds of his jacket, as if you were afraid of falling and you were needing something to hold on to yourself. He has been your anchor the last week and you're starting to feel the fear of losing him, after catching the killer. But by the way he moves his hand from your neck to cup your cheek, he already knows it. He's feeling it too. He's afraid of you asking for a transfer to another district after all, or maybe for a transfer to Arizona.

“You're not gonna lose me”.

The whisper comes from your lips, softly sliding between them, resting your face slightly over his palm closing your eyes. You feel his breathing too close. His other arm wrapping your lower waist. And then, his rough lips pressing your left cheek, almost touching the corner of yours. The tip of his nose caresses then your skin. Slowly. Too slowly. Causing you some shivers down your spine. His scent is suffocating you, but there are no complaints.

“Do you trust me?”

You can't help but lightly stir because of his warm voice making your brain collapse.

“Yes”. Catching your breath for a moment, licking your bottom lip mechanically.

“Leave it to me”. That's all he asks for, needed for keeping you safe, gently stroking your cheek with his thumb. “Go ho— to my house, and wait for me there. I will call you when we bring him here, so you can do the line-up”.

The next time you open your eyes, you find a shine on his you can't decipher, feeling frustrated. Nodding in silence, you pull yourself away still affected by the sudden closeness between your bodies, being different from those times he has comforted you after a nightmare.

Grabbing the doorknob, about to leave his office, Hank stops you by a hand on your forearm pushing you back on your tracks.

“Ask Platt for a patrol to accompany you until I have this son of a bitch under my custody. I'm not going to risk your life, now that we're this close, not knowing if he went for Lucy… or for you”.

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