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parvuls · 1 year

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obligatory 6am episode thoughts (and MASSIVE AMOUNTS OF TED LASSO SPOILERS)

so far it's ep2 > ep1 > ep3 imo. this episode was basically the start of various plotlines but didn't have any big moments for any of them, so it's a little 🤷

ngl, hated zava with a passion and all of his scenes were cringe and boring to me. we already went over the dick star player arc in season 1 with jamie, and zava purposely has less redeeming moments (because he doesn't have a three-season story ahead of him). this plot could only be interesting if it leads to a break in format or character development: ted yelling and giving up on a player / rebecca firing him despite the wins because she cares about the team / west ham drama.

I was SO FOND of colin and michael in this episode!!! they were sweet but not over the top and those moments were literally so far removed from the rest of colin's scenes in the ep, which just stresses how long colin has been hiding this. really liked michael coming to sam's restaurant and their collaborative cover story, because I'm pretty tired of gay relationship drama being one dude angry that the other one is "ashamed" of him. framing the media as their enemy and not each other is a good start.

speaking of which: trent. big sigh. could SO see that plot coming from all of the interviews mentioning trent as both a good and bad presence in richmond. idk if he'd actually out colin, because it'd be hard to come back from that in the eyes of the audience, but there's definitely drama coming and SOMEONE is going to either out colin or threaten him with it, leading to him coming out himself. could be rupert, and that'd be the start of nate realizing he's gone too far. either way that's one plotline I'm hella excited for.

that being said, if michael ends up outing then, I'm 🤡

I simply do not know what to make of tish's predictions. rebecca being upside down and drenched is foreshadowing the amsterdam episode, and whoever saves her (probably ted) would be the knight/shite. but being a mother? obviously not biologically, since hannah explicitly said it's no longer an option. so... tedbecca future???? I'm not even a shipper, I honestly can't see who else she could adopt. rupert's daughter somehow? idefk

jamie was my fave this episode, followed closely by roy. thank god for that bromance, and all of jamie's sudden vocabulary moments were laughing out loud funny. praying for a shot of him reading a dictionary and explaining his sudden word knowledge 😂 am Not Amused at the scene by the bar where keeley looks at them both, but we shall see. I'm actually kinda here for a jamie/shandy thing? their vibes sort of fit lmao. also YES to sam and his chef falling in love. let the man have some happiness and normalcy!

the ted/sassy ongoing hints confuse me, and their purpose escapes me even three seasons later. remind us ted can fuck? I don't feel like it's an endgame thing.

I'm not touching the jake thing with a ten feet pole, jfc. jake seems like a nice guy in theory, but going out with your patient/marriage counselor + not telling your co-parent that you're bringing a new man into your kid's life? no. michelle is on thin ice with me.

#that's it I'm tired I'll think harder later #ted lasso spoilers #text

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jorality · 4 months

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I need to play Poppy Playtime for myself cuz even with all the videos I've seen I'm still confused, BUT what if people who HAVE played the games are just as confused as me? So here are my spoiler filled thoughts.

Warning it's long but hopefully coherent.

First off, the thing that's been bothering me since chapter 2.

What the FUCK was Playtime Co.'s plan once Elliot died? Like it's been posited that Elliot wanted to immortalize a child he lost by putting their consciousness into a toy. Y'know, like a crazy person.

Like the idea was immortality, but did the toy company sell the meat toys to the public? Why were there so many of them? Who would want a toy that used to be a person?! Who signed off on that?

When it comes to PlayCo's overarching goal I just wanna understand what it was. They put people into the meat toys to save their lives, but did they sell the meat toys? Can someone just give me an answer? I need to know.

Then there's the frickin' civil war between Poppy and The Prototype. Several people have pointed out that CatNap, while terrifying, doesn't really do anything to you until his boss fight.

But, we also get told that he will stalk you throughout the chapter, and he does. Mans will be right behind you, or next to you in the shadows. It's a game of cat and mouse. Others have pointed out that Huggy also was more of a stalker who didn't bother you until the end, and Mommy was hands off too, but she was by far the most antagonistic of the three and I think that's because Huggy and CatNap were for sure followers of the Prototype while Mommy was her own faction who didn't care for Poppy or The Prototype.

I mean if we go by the idea that The Prototype just wants the PC to leave then why let Mommy ruin the PC's chances of getting on the train?Mommy was just chillin' in her area full of death traps.

Then there's the player character and how everyone knows they used to work there. The PC missed the Hour of Joy even though they were supposed to be at the factory. We don't know why they didn't come into work that day.

In the video 10 Things You Might Have Missed in Poppy Playtime Chapter 3 by Tericho on YouTube, Tericho points out that the CCTV footage the PC has been shown throughout the games has been tampered with. Meaning that the PC still hasn't been given the whole truth.

Which Tericho pointed out by showing footage of Kissy Missy being transported via the train only for there to be a sharp cut to PlayCo workers lying dead around her while she's perfectly still.

HOWEVER!

There is footage we the audience have been shown that Kissy Missy did in fact kill those people during the Hour of Joy.

So then, that brings back the age old question, should the Player Character trust Poppy?

Survey says No.

Kissy Missy and Poppy are allies, besties even.

Poppy makes it sound like the Hour of Joy was all the Prototype's doing. She says he's the one who put her in her case from Chapter 1. So then why would her bestie participate in the massacre? Why would Kissy have aligned herself with The Prototype even though her best friend was imprisoned by him?

At the end of Chapter 3 something happens to Kissy, presumably she gets attacked by the Prototype and what happens to big toys that the Prototype gets his umbrella skeleton hands on? ASSIMILATION!

But why?

Why are Poppy and the Prototype at odds? Is it simply because Poppy doesn't condone the Prototype's murderous habits? Every other toy was aligned with the Prototype. But what the hell does he want?

Poppy repeatedly says that she needs the PC's help to save lives. Whose lives? All the humans in the factory are dead, most of the meat toys are dead (especially the Bunzos) are we supposed to believe that The Prototype is going to be a threat to the outside world? Why? All the people who did him wrong are dead. I don't think The Prototype wants to bother the outside world, I think he wants PlayCo and everything about it to disappear.

But what does Poppy want? I've been turning it over in my head and while I can come up with a few motives for the Prototype such as revenge, solitude, maybe find a way to die. Poppy though? I mean if I were her I'd want to go home with the Player Character and leave the horror of PlayCo behind.

What is the beef between Poppy and The Prototype?

On one hand I want MOB to follow through on the prototype being the big bad he's been hyped up to be, but I also think there are a few ways this could go.

Okay hear me out. Here are some ways I think the saga could end.

(PC ending) The player character burns the factory to the ground after killing both The Prototype AND Poppy.

(The Prototype's ending) The PC finally comes face to face with The Prototype, and they recognize each other. "You didn't deserve this." the PC says looking up at what was once someone they cared for. The Prototype hands the PC a tape, it's a compilation of the truth, it's confessions from the scientists, it's Elliot Ludwig's last words. The public has to know, the factory has to be destroyed. "What about you?" the PC asks. The Prototype reaches out his um without the brella hand, the PC hands over Poppy, who is now motionless blood staining the back of her dress, her artificial spine severed. "We die with the building." The Prototype says Poppy is silently crying unable to speak. The PC leaves and we cut to the credits. It's a news broadcast detailing every crime committed, the death toll, the aftermath. There's a press conference and the PC is finally revealed to be Rich from that one tape in Chapter 3.

(Poppy's ending) The Prototype has been slain, but it feels wrong somehow. "You did it!" Poppy cheers as she walks over to The Prototype's convulsing body and she starts kicking it. "This is all your fault! I never wanted it to be this way! We could've done something good but you ruined it! All I wanted was a family! And you took that from me, TWICE! WAS IT WORTH IT? TELL ME!" Poppy's pathetic little kicks should seem comical, but she's screaming and crying. It's so uncomfortable. Soon the crying stops. Poppy takes deep breaths and turns to face the PC. "The threat is gone. Thank you for helping me stop him. Now there's just one more thing to do." The PC carries Poppy to a bank of computers and she types something and a secret elevator arrives, a small Cat-Bee toy sitting in the middle of it. "Is it over?" The little toy asks. "Yes Ollie, it's over." Poppy says. "Once I flip this switch the factory will self destruct." The PC picks up Ollie and gets in the elevator. Poppy flips the switch and the PC grabs her with the grabpack. They go home.

Those are just the ones that I came up with, I REALLY want to see what MOB comes up with. Because truly what is the end goal? What do Poppy and the Prototype want?????

And also, whom the fuck is Ollie? This lil guy came outta nowhere! (Well almost nowhere there's a chance we met them in the ARG in the form of a tape) but why? What is Ollie's purpose, other than to give MatPat heart palpitations?

#poppy playtime #poppy playtime theory

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dexadin · 2 years

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Hi Strahd Confessional. I'm GM-img COS and my newest player joined a few sessions late as a Cleric. Nobody told me the player was a real priest. He does real rites for his spells and everyone thinks he's the coolest guy ever because he is. I'm losing cool credit. Please advise.

What an awesome problem to have! Consider, you've got the situation of a bard playing live at the table but with a cleric. It's actually a situation I'm uniquely familiar with--the paladin in my game is ordained IRL and plays like it.

(Potential spoilers for COS below, players beware!!)

Honestly, having a player like that is a total gift in CoS. There are so many really incredible theological, religious plots that often get passed over as minor that you can let your party really dig their teeth into. Take a look at the churches in Barovia and in Vallaki, everything going on at the Abbey, the Amber Temple... there's a lot to work with that your party and especially your cleric will love. Consider spending a few extra minutes planning for those chapters, check out MandyMod's Fleshing Out CoS on Reddit, and find some excellently haunting cathedral ambient music. Know the source material well enough to let your cleric get into theological arguments with the Abbot about the ethics of Vasilka's existence. Will your party's moral compass align with Van Richten's, or clash hard? After all, he's a cleric, too. Those sorts of things are all in your palm as a DM, and your party will appreciate the extra effort you put in.

On a seperate note, I imagine it was mostly a joke, but don't worry about losing cool credit. CoS is a grueling campaign to play through if you don't like your DM, and your players simply wouldn't be there if they didn't think you were great. So just let yourself enjoy being a fan of your players, and enjoy letting them be a fan of you. As long as you're all having a good time, you're doing a great job 🖤

#strahd confessional #curse of strahd #strahd #dnd 5e #dm tips #dungeon master #dungeons and dragons #ravenloft #thank you for the ask!!

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roguedeck · 1 year

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Solo Marvel Champions is My New Main

I knew I had to jump into Marvel Champions from the beginning.

My all-time favorite game, Android: Netrunner, had just died an ignoble death. So my budget had a bit of an opening for a new LCG. I knew X-Men were coming eventually, and if I didn't jump in at the beginning, I'd need to go back and bulk buy eventually.

So I was one of the first in line for the original core set. And I mostly kept up with the hero packs. My normal game group even played a decent amount of it. It was even fine to play solo. I tended to go two-handed (playing two characters) because it gave me access to more cards, and covered some of the weaknesses a single hero would have.

And the game was... fine? Better than average definitely. Possibly a little too long. A little fiddly. And sometimes hard to keep track of all the rules exceptions. And like a lot of co-op games, you sort of knew the outcome way before the game ended.

I really liked how each hero deck really made you feel like playing that specific hero. But with all the little fiddliness of the game, it never really took over as the main game in our group.

And then Magic's 2022 happened.

2022 was supposed to be the best Magic year ever. We had a killer cyberpunk set coming out. Another Commander Legends set. Revisiting one of my favorite sets (Dominaria) and getting the Phyrexians back in a big way.

I was expecting to go broke on all this amazing content. But then something weird happened. I stopped getting excited about Magic.

I think product fatigue had something to do with it. But so did the abject money grubbing from Wizards. Neon Dynasty was a great set, but I didn't love raising prices on Commander decks. I lived Baldur's Gate more than most, but I didn't even acknowledge that Double Masters released. None of the main sets actually excited me like I expected. And then the 30th Anniversary packs happened.

2022 started as the most excited I'd been about Magic in a long time, and ended up with me barely registering new releases. For the foreseeable future I'm just going to buy a card or two that fit into existing commander decks.

In Walks True Solo Marvel Champions

Into this vacuum came Marvel Champions. X-Men finally hits the shelves with a new box featuring my favorite character (Shadowcat). The encounters are interesting and thematic. I even get a Mojo pack.

I definitely wanted to play some more Champions - but tracking all the nuances of Mojo was mentally taxing for two-handed solo. I had always been a little hesitant to play true-solo (one-handed, one character), but I thought I'd give it a try.

And oh boy is it the absolute best.

I'll still play multi-player Champions (2 or 3 players please), but I've been playing a ton of solo Champions recently. For a game where the designers explicitly state they don't test as a solo game, it's amazing how much gets fixed when you go solo:

There is no downtime between turns. You are always active.

The villain phase doesn't take too long either.

There is still a lot going on, but the amount of abilities and actions onboard never getting too overwhelming like they do with multiple players and encounter cards.

Games are FAST. Solo Champions does not overstay it's welcome.

Games are swingy. Because of the lower thresholds on the main scheme, you can go from in control to absolutely devastated in a single villain phase.

That last point might be a negative for some people, but I think it makes the game significantly better. No more are you simply going through the motions in the final three rounds. You never know what will happen.

Playing true solo has taken this from a game I like, but struggle to get to the table, to a game a love and can't wait to set up immediately after I get smashed by Ultron for the billionth time.

Currently Playing:

Storm Protection - It's Raining Multiple Men Captain America Aggression - Overkill Anonymous Miles Morales Justice - Confuse and Kill Spider-Woman Leadership/Justice - SHIELD Sneak Attack

Regular Villains:

Ultron with Under Attack Mutagen Formula with Sinister Syndicate

#marvel champions card game #marvel #lcg #solo gaming

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dawndelion-winery · 2 years

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ehe first time requesting just in time for the milestone! could i be seated inside and get a zinfandel with sausages? and my date would be gorou. tysm! :] (hope i got the format right... 🦑)

Team Carry

Gorou × GN!Reader

A/N: yep!! All's well with the format<3 tyvm for requesting!!

It wasn't uncommon for steamers to take on aliases online, some even using the nicknames assigned by their fans. You were one such example, having earned the nickname "(insert alias)" from your loyal viewers. You'd earned quite the reputation for your builds and commentary as you fought enemy mobs - insulting them as you didn't even give them the chance to breathe, relentlessly striking them with you characters blow after blow. Gorou, too, was a fellow streamer, with a fanbase almost as large as yours.

There was a trend going around where streamers would start a throwaway account and pretend to be a new player when the higher AR players joined them for co-op. Most of the results were highly entertaining and you saw no harm in jumping on the bandwagon. What were the odds none other than Gorou "the General" would be the one joining your world?

To make matters funnier, Gorou thought it'd be fun to livestream himself helping out lower AR players just as you streamed your prank. A hilarious coincidence that some of your mutual fans noted. However, in the spirit of good fun, they made no mention of it to him, opting to see how long it'd take until he caught on.

Someone in your chat said he sounded really excited to show new players around, and you thanked them for the intel. He certainly seemed enthusiastic enough upon joining your world - frequently sending stickers in game to accompany his texts.

"Gorou, at your service," you read aloud to your chat. "Dear archons, he's really trying, huh?" Thinking you'd make the best of the situation, you pretended to be a fan of his - which you sort of were, often watching his streams because you found him cute, not that he needed to know that. You could practically hear your viewers' laughter as you let out a chuckle of your own.

On his end, he picked two of his favoured characters, eager to show off and impress you by one-shotting everything. He brought along a healer simply to keep you alive. Having watched his streams before, you knew exactly what he sounded like. You could hear his expressions in your head, from his cheerful pride to his thoughtful musings. He gladly offered to be your team carry for the day. The viewers were having a field day with how clueless he was about the whole situation.

Gorou the 'almighty' "General" known for his expert team comps and dodging skills was offering himself to run around bullying mobs and bosses for you. It didn't help in the slightest that you found him cute. Letting a small "Aww" escape you, you started small, asking him to help you with the regisvines. And he gladly did so, getting a little cocky when you started praising him.

"I can do the hypostasis too."

"Which one?" you asked.

"All." With that, he let you lead him to each and every open world boss, easily beating the life out of them for you. You felt a tad bit guilty about pranking him, seeing how he kept trying to explain game mechanics to you along the way. Still, the show had to go on - even if the star of it all was blissfully oblivious.

You didn't think your fun would come to an end due to a signature phrase you always said in your streams. "You wouldn't happen to be (alias), would you?" Awkwardly, you responded that you were, apologising in case he felt cheated in some way. You shouldn't have been surprised that your comfort streamer knew about you when you had your own fanbase, but there was still some semblance of incredulity to it.

"If you want to make it up to me, I wouldn't say no to future collaborations."

Taglist[send an ask to be added]: @myluvkeiji @pluvioseprince @altair-ation @teyvattherapist @euphoric-author @paradise-creator @favonius-captain @tiredsleep @raincxtter @serenenation @datu-tadhana @teahouserei @loverofthe-stars @gensimping-for-all

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #gorou #gorou x reader #genshin gorou #gorou fluff #winery festivities: 200 milestone #winery specials

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say-narry · 3 years

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The Tonight Show

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Sorry, english isn't my first language! Hope you all like!

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"Ladies and gentlemen, let's hear it for our friend and singer Harry Styles and his friend and new Marvel's actress, Y/N Y/LN!" Jimmy raised his arms pointing to the stage entrance and Harry and Y/N entered side by side.

They smiled and waved to the audience, who returned the whistling and clapping.

Harry greeted Jimmy with a brief hug and Y/N did the same, giving kisses.

Jimmy pointed to the two dark armchairs next to his table and Y/N sat down next to Jimmy and Harry next to him.

The whistling and clapping ceased. They were both smiling for the cameras and sure enough, The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon was scoring very high ratings.

"Great to have you here, everybody! " Jimmy started "We've been on this marathon interviewing friends in the business world and you're closing with a bang!" there was some applause "How long have you been friends?"

Y/N and Harry looked at each other and posed as if they were thinking.

"About three years, right?" Y/N looked at his friend, who agreed. "I wasn't so well known yet, I was participating as a co-star in This is Family, Harry was very nice to send invitations to everyone to his show. From that moment on, we started our partnership."

"Very nice that! And you must hear this question a lot..." a chill went through their stomachs, they knew what it was going to be "Nothing ever happened between you?" Jimmy let out a chuckle and their cheeks flushed.

It was more the discomfort of the question than the act that never happened. They were very close friends, nothing more than a tight hug and kisses on the cheek.

On social media, it was clear that Harry was the friend every woman would want to have, and to S/N fans, there was nothing going on between them since she had a few quick flings with Chris Evans, but only one person knew how much Harry was in love with his best friend, ever since he saw her in the sitcom she acted in, it motivated him to give input to the cast. He himself was that person. He wanted to see if the energy she conveyed on the small screen was the same, but it wasn't. It was simply much better. Y/N was Harry's fit, he had known that since they had spoken in person and Harry had already pulled strings to keep her around.

"No, we never had anything." Harry answered.

"Okay!" Jimmy joked making a funny face. "Kidding guys, it's uncomfortable this kind of question, but I think that just like me, your fans also think that you would make a cute couple."

"We see this a lot on twitter, I often take screenshots and send them to Harry, we laugh a lot, but we have a mutual respect. " Y/N tried to close the subject.

"And about your new song, Harry..."

"We are back with our guests, guys, and they agree to play our "hit the target" game!" Jimmy pointed to three dolls with the picture of himself, Y/N and Harry. There were scores written on part of each one's body.

"It's just a game, but we want to test your aim!" Jimmy continued "As you can see, there are points on every part of our body. Whoever manages to get the five arrows with the most points can choose a charity to donate 50 thousand dollars!" Harry and Y/N clapped side by side again "The loser will have to answer a question from our little box." Jimmy waved a dark red cube and his friends agreed.

The game began with Jimmy aiming at the head height of his paper doll. He fired all five plexiglas and accumulated 100 points.

The next player was Y/N, who ended up taking off her heels to make her move firmer, being assisted by Harry, who made the audience gasp for the act of affection when he held her to take off her shoes.

Y/N shot the first one, hitting the heart of her dummy, starting with 300 points. The next two missed, and the last one hit his dummy's forehead, adding another 100 points.

Harry just looked at her amused. She was good at this, sometimes you guys played this at his parties, it was a game that got on his nerves, because he wasn't good at it.

"Come on, Harry!" The host handed the little arrows to Harry and he positioned himself as Y/N did, maybe if he followed her way, he would be able to hit more points.

Big mistake.

The first arrow hit his wrist, starting with ten points. He made a snapping motion of his neck, drawing a few laughs from the audience. Harry shot two more arrows, one of which hit his arm, and the other fell before it hit the dummy.

"I think it's those rings." He complained loudly and took them off, giving them to Y/N who put them on, showing his fingers to the cameras, making a joke to the home audience.

Harry pointed to the heart of his dummy. If he got it right, he wouldn't have to answer the question.

And he shot. The arrow made a turn and unfortunately stopped in his arm, giving him another 50 points.

Harry would have to answer the damn question.

He groaned in despair as Jimmy and Y/N celebrated their victory.

The announcer walked away and picked up the red box and waved it at Harry. Who pouted in disappointment, sure all his fanclubs would be commenting on his cute expression.

"Take a little paper and read it to us, Harry." Jimmy held out the box and Harry put his hand inside, feeling some papers on his fingers.

He moved his hand a little and brushed at a piece of paper. He unfolded it and read.

His breathing had suddenly become heavier. It seemed as if he was out of breath, his fingers holding the small paper trembled.

"Er... Your challenge is: declare yourself to your crush!" The audience let out a few shouts and Y/N, always very expressive, opened her mouth and her eyes widened. Harry denied it with his head, laughing sideways, trying not to show his nervousness.

As close as they were, Harry didn't mention his girlfriends. She followed his fans that were also Harry's fans and sometimes she saw news about him dating some woman, but if he didn't say anything, it could be just his friends and if it was, she wouldn't invade his intimacy, she would wait for him to say something. Nothing had to be heavy in that friendship, she was aware of that, sometimes they would rather spend their time talking about random things like constellations and signs than their boyfriends and that was fine with her.

"Is this really necessary?" Harry asked in a playful tone.

Jimmy laughed and nodded positively.

They had formed a sort of open wheel on the stage.

"Come on, H! You can do it, because that's what I want to know too!" Y/N teased him.

He looked at her, closing his eyes as if she had failed in some secret plan of theirs.

"Okay... The person I like is very special..." He took a breath, playing with the paper in his hand "I won't say the name, but I will tell the situation we lived."

Y/N squatted down next to Jimmy, who hugged him in a friendly way while they listened to Harry.

"We were at a party among friends. We drank a lot, which we never did. It was on our friend's yacht, it was really an exciting day. I remember that we drank so much that this person... vomited a green liquid on my feet." Jimmy made a face of disgust and the audience murmured with disgust as well, Y/N remained static, because she knew this story. She had been there. She had vomited on him, which got a good laugh when she sobered up. "It's disgusting, I almost followed this person, but seeing this person so vulnerable, so sensitive in my arms... It made me see how much she was the perfect person for me, showed me how completely in love I was with her."

Y/N's heart soared, but as an actress who had conquered Hollywood, she made the best expression of curiosity, pretending not to know what it was all about.

"Do you have any idea who it is, Y/N?" Jimmy asked.

"I have no idea, I wish I could use my mind reading powers right now." She joked, referring to her character.

On the other side of the stage, there was an embarrassed Harry. His heart was tight, because he knew his best friend wasn't stupid and hadn't forgotten that day on the boat, when he took care of her, so much so that she slept on his lap and thanked him for it. He knew how spontaneous she was, he was dying for her to run out of Jimmy's side and jump on his lap and kiss him in front of everyone.

On the social networks, there was no other talk. Both of their names were at the top of the world trends topics, and in the news of the famous as well.

Y/N had donated the amount to the institution that cared for homeless people in New York. In a game of scenes, she returned the rings to Harry and didn't look at him, just went along with Jimmy's antics, leaving her friend completely out in the cold.

She didn't want to even think about it. Harry had never given the slightest sign of interest, he had gone out with a woman in the last few days... She was just another friend, no?

Jimmy thanked them both for their presence. They posed for some pictures with the host and the fans in the audience, both of them swallowing dryly and not looking at each other.

Soon the Y/N's accessory called her over and they left. She couldn't look at Harry, couldn't imagine that her favorite teenage singer, her current best friend, was in love with her, a foreigner new to show business.

It had been 15 days since the show had aired. There was still some murmuring on the social networks, Harry and Y/N had come in to check what they were talking about and most had picked up on Harry's words, they had even gotten pictures of them both from the day of the party on the yacht. It was clear from the whole thing.

But they hadn't exchanged a word, their friendship was shaken and Y/N couldn't stand it anymore.

On her day off in London, she took a coat since it was autumn and considerably cold in the late afternoon. She had always been a person who liked to dot the i's and cross the t's. Why was she running away this time? It was Harry there. It was Harry declaring that he was in love with her. What was the problem? She had been in love with him since she was a teenager, the Hollywood world was attractive and fantastic, but to whom could she be sincere, be herself, be the Y/N who left Brazil in search of opportunity and conquered the world? Except for her family, Harry was the only person fit for the job. Him. Only him.

Harry lived a few blocks away, she closed the apartment door and left the condo, there were no paparazzi, not that she had seen.

She pulled up her black hoodie and put her hair over her face, walking quickly through the cold streets of the chic neighborhood.

Braving some closed pedestrian signals, she arrived after a few minutes at the brown stone wall and black gate.

She had the key, they were so close at that point. They trusted each other.

Entering and closing it quickly, she saw some lights on. Y/N hadn't wondered if Harry was accompanied by someone else, his producers or his family.

Her finger slid between the detailed gold knob and opened the door, the wind and the smell of Harry's perfume went straight to her nostrils, filling her lungs.

She stepped inside and took a deep breath. Her heart seemed to throb close to her throat, and as cold as it was, she was sweating.

"Harry?" She called out. "H?"

No sound, no "I'm here!" The alarms hadn't gone off, he could be in the shower or in the studio composing something.

"Harry! It's Y/N, we need to talk!" She said a little louder "If you're with someone, I'm leaving..."

She walked to the center of the huge decorated room, there were some golden items, it was Harry's face. Y/N smiled as she touched a beautiful vase on the table. She couldn't lose him. She loved him, loved his way, his voice, his everything.

"Y/N." She heard Harry's husky voice, behind her between two sliding doors. It was his home office.

Harry was wearing a robe, his face had a sad, tired expression. His hair was not as she was used to seeing it. It was just the way it was. His nose was red, as if he had just cried.

That was it.

"Hazza!" Y/n murmured, walking slowly over to him, who bowed his head in shame.

"What was it?" Without denying his Aquarius side, Harry answered short.

The woman took a breath of air, until she walked more quickly in front of her best friend, stretching her hands until she held his face and joined their lips.

If you could see their stomachs, it would be something similar to fireworks in Copacabana on New Year's Eve.

Harry pushed the doors aside and took his best friend by the waist, pressing her against him.

How much he had dreamed of this. How much he wished it would happen. Their lips were warm, their tongues met, caressing each other, the sighs were audible, Harry couldn't help but smile at that.

"Forgive me." Y/N pulled away minimally whimpering, stroking between his best friend's jaw and neck. "I'm not afraid when I'm the superhero, but in real life... I'm a coward."

Harry shook his head negatively.

"I shouldn't have exposed us like that." Harry passed his hand over his girl's face "But I had to tell the truth."

Y/N agreed, putting her arms around her best friend's neck, hugging him tightly.

"I'm glad you came." Harry murmured. "I couldn't stand another day without talking to you."

"Not anymore, babe. I'm yours from now on."

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To @leeroysdancer ;)

#harry styles #imagine harry styles #harry styles fluff #harry styles x reader #harry styles x you #harry styles fanfic #fanfic #imagine #harry styles writing #harry styles one shot

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darkdevasofdestruction · 2 years

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Hun, your writing never fails to make me happy! :) If you're okay with doing 3 characters, may I request a match up for BNHA, BBC Sherlock and Harry Potter? Surprise me! 🤗 My name is Lyly, I have long wavy auburn hair (they get crazy at the smallest hint of humidity) and almond-shaped brown eyes. I'm 5'5 and curvy. I'm pale as a ghost, so it's pretty obvious if I'm blushing and I have freckles! I'm open-minded and I love to learn new things! I also laugh a lot at the silliest things! I overthink often, which causes lots of anxiety and self-doubt. I'm a perfectionist and I can be very hard on myself. I'm soft spoken, but I get passionate and vocal about things that I love, especially around people I'm close to. I love reading, writing, horror movies and playing video games. I don't like to dance, because I suck at it 🤣 but if I'm alone, I might try a move just because I can 👀 I will deny any romantic feelings I may have towards anyone, because I always asume it's unrequited. And I can't stand the idea of speaking to a crowd. It just freaks me out.

...I haven't done matchups requests in forever. I hope this is okay and that I didn't babble too much! Take your time! ily! <3

Heyyy darling, I hope you like it~! <3

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA I ship you with... KAMINARI DENKI

You’ve got your match here with this cutiepie Denki, as not only I know you like him ( and Cloud bby too ) and I also agree that you’d be so damn cute together! I can only imagine you two pulling silly pranks on other people ( ex: When you live in the U.A. campus and you prank your classmates ) and you hide somewhere in a corner, trying to stifle your giggles - And then the victim catches you and Denki grabs your wrists and you run the hell away from there.

So cute and wholesome!

He’s also very happy and proud that you feel comfortable enough around him that you’re so talkative with him, telling him all the most random things about you, or about your friends, or about how your day went, he loves it, he feels as if he’s truly a very important part of your life <3

I can see him being a scaredy cat at horror movies, but he’d watched them with you - Even if he’s hiding his head in the pillow or under the blanket - But he’s there to save you, alright?! Although, I think he wouldn’t be ashamed to admit he’s afraid of horror movies and that you’re the bravest one out of the two - But that notion is available only if you’re watching Supernatural stuff, if it’s simply serial killer stuff, I think he’d kinda see the appeal of the movies and cheer on the killer - Very Hero-like behaviour, huh?

And, let’s not mention video games, okay? He isn’t a fan of going 1v1 against you, but would get clingy and whiny with you to either watch you play any single-player game, have you watch him play and cheer on him and comment on the plot, or play co-op with you and be the best team.

Heck, I can see him insisting on having Couple names for some games like League of Legends, Genshin Impact or whatever other games you play.

He’s not great at dancing either, but he find it fun fooling around at clubs or stuff, so Denki would surely have you dance with him, not wanting you to be isolated or not having fun - You’re his girlfriend, you’re gonna enjoy your time spent together!

Also, if you’re introverted, don’t worry, Denki is good as speaking out for you or the both of you, or ordering for you, making phone calls or whatever.

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BBC SHERLOCK I ship you with... JOHN WATSON

John may seem like the polar opposite of Denki, but honestly, John may look like someone calm, collected, who wants nothing to do with trouble... But have you seen how he punches Sherlock, or how he actively gets in trouble? Not to mention, he chose to become an army doctor, y’know? That’s not for lack of courage.

I think that, when the two of you are alone, on a warm, cozy night, he’d put on some classy, romantic music and would like to slow dance or sway leisurely with you around the living room, maybe drinking a glass of whatever alcoholic beverage you prefer.

Although John can’t see the appeal of horror movies or video games, he doesn’t comment on them. He, however, loves reading and writing stuff, obviously, so surely, he’d come to you to read the early drafts of any article he writes from his cases with Sherlock, and you, in turn, can show him anything you write, and he’d never judge - And more, if you ask for an opinion, ideas or criticism, he’ll be genuine and very gentle with his words and the way he tells you things.

Also, imagine the two of you on a couch, cuddled together, a blanket and two mugs of hot chocolate, as you read your favourite book. Absolute domestic bliss.

He’s a very good judge of character and he’s incredibly in-tune with his emotions and his humane side, so he easily picks up on any insecurity or self-doubt you have - And let me tell you, he’s the best man to reassure you and shower you with love and warm, gentle words that will make you completely forget about any issue you had.

But he’s realistic and mature, so if you have a problem that can be solved, he’ll be there, helping you on every step, supporting you very vocally, and with anything he can.

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HARRY POTTER

I ship you with... SEAMUS FINNIGAN

Kinda like Denki, he’s a chaotic mess of a boy - I mean, you remember all the explosions, right? But he’s the best kind of fun-loving boy, while still being gentle and attentive with those dear to him.

I don’t know why, but I can imagine him getting bored and plopping in your arms, poking your face and counting your freckles haha - And then he’ll have you do the same to him too!

He’s incredibly out-going and likes taking it easy, so if he sees you’re stressing out over something, or that your anxieties are working up, he’ll be there to hold your hand and distract you from your worries, helping you out with whatever it is that’s disturbing your peace, and would starting joking around to help you calm down and smile.

He loves your smile.

Seamus can be very clumsy - Not Neville clumsy - But Seamus-level clumsy, so please excuse him for stepping on your feet, but he really loves having you close to him and dancing together! His face and ears get all red from embarrassment, but he doesn’t care, he loves it and he loves you <3

HE’LL DEFINITELY CALL YOU “ACUSHLA/MACUSHLA”! It’s like “Darling/My darling” and I think it sounds so adorable!

He can be a bit shy, especially at the beginning, because he doesn’t want to mess it up, but his friends are always around him, so he quickly forgets about all that timidity and get’s very talkative, directly getting involved in all of your hobbies, whatever they were.

Seamus would be SO fascinated by muggle video games and movies, he’d want nothing more than to watch and play all day and night long without fail, so be sure he’d be your Player 2 all the time!

#match up #match up request #3k milestone #harry potter #bbc sherlock #bnha

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meetmeatthecoda · 3 years

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Lately, I've found myself drawn to stories ( and I mean drawn to as in envisioning those stories in my head, thinking them through to the very last detail, not reading, let alone writing them down, because I've long since accepted that they will never turn out quite the same on the paper ) where Red is the one who'd been seriously hurt and, therefore, rendered unconscious for an indefinite amount of time and worried Liz is the one who doesn't leave his side, hoping and praying and pleading that he would wake up. Probably, something that has to do with how unfair it is that we've seen Red keep vigil by hurt!Lizzy's side – playing music for her, holding her hand, reading to her etc. – a number of times and yet, over the course of 8 seasons, never have ever been allowed the pleasure of seeing Liz do the same for him ( not even when he was shot – because she left to retrieve the Fulcrum and couldn't come back until the fight was over – or when he was poisoned – because she'd been waiting to be cleared to see him and he ran away the moment he wasn't actively dying, because that's Red for you all ), even though she loves and cares about him as much as he loves and cares about her.

I mean, just imagine the possibilities!

Liz pacing around the waiting area of Red's mobile hospital while he's in surgery, unable to think about anything else other than how he looked – battered and broken and barely alive – when they've found him and how his head rested in her lap ( she could almost convince herself that he was merely dozing, if he wasn't so deathly pale and still and there wasn't so much blood on his clothes and her clothes and her hands and the backseat of the car ) and his hand was limp in her death grip as they rushed him to his doctors and she whispered words of reassurance and encouragement to him even though she knew he couldn't hear her and how she had to fight the instinct to curl around her lover and snarl at anyone who would come close because she can't let him be hurt further as the medics took him away from her, exchanging observations and orders that didn't sound particularly reassuring. She's also acutely aware of the fact that Red is fighting for his life – there, just a few feet away from her – and, though he's the strongest man she's ever known, he may not win, and so she makes a promise to the empty air in front of her that she will kill him herself if he dares to give up on her and Agnes like that now, when they've just reached the good, right place in their relationship, just confesses their feelings to each other. At some point, Dembe most certainly pulls Liz in for a hug, letting her cry in his shoulder, doing his best to comfort her ( even though there's nothing that can bring her more comfort than Red's hug, when he – alive and whole – wraps his arms protectively around her and holds her close and lets her hide from the whole world in his arms, his chest, his shoulder and neck – wherever she prefers to burrow her face at the time – and the memory itself makes her cry harder, because there's a possibility that he will never hug her like that again ), even though he's just as worried and scared as she is, and Mr Kaplan helps Liz clean up, washing away Red's blood from her hands and producing seemingly out of the thin air fresh clothes for her to change into.

Red, of course, pulls through the surgery, beating all odds, and Liz's heart floods with relief at the good news before sinking when the doctor explains to her and Dembe and Mr Kaplan the extent of Red's injuries and that it's impossible to say when – or even if – he wakes up.

And so the waiting game begins. Liz doesn't leave Red's side, holding his hand, stroking his knuckles with her thumb and never letting go, constantly talking to him and reading to him and even asking Dembe to bring the record player and some records from the Bethesda apartment to play to him, hoping that it would elicit some kind of response from him. Yet, as they days go by, there's not a single, smallest sign that he's aware of anything that's going on around him, that he's still there somewhere and is trying to find his way back to her, to them – he doesn't stir, doesn't so much as flutter his eyelashes, and Liz grows more desperate with each passing day, even though the doctor assures her that Red's slowly but surely improving ( but she can't see it with her own eyes, and if she can't see it, she's less likely to believe it, the more time passes with him just lying there, undisturbed by the loud, chaotic world around him ).

And then there's Agnes... While Liz keeps vigil at Red's bedside, the babysitting duties are split equally between Aram and Samar, Charlene and Cooper, Ressler and Audrey and Dembe and Mr Kaplan. Yet more often than not whoever picks little Agnes up from school and / or her ballet classes brings her over to the safe-house where Liz and Red are. She doesn't seem to be as unnerved by Red's state as her mommy is, climbing on his bed each time she visits ( after giving her mommy the biggest hug, of course ) and leaning in close to him, examining his face thoughtfully before half-asking, half-stating "He's still tired, mommy?". And Liz usually replies with a hoarse "Yes, baby" because she doesn't trust herself not to get choked up if she tries to answer more eloquently. Agnes simply nods then, satisfied with the explanation why he hasn't woken up yet, and settles against Red's side – mindful of his injuries and the spider web of wires and tubes connecting him to all sorts of monitors and machines – and either naps ( especially, on ballet classes days ) or tells her mommy and Red ( she talks to him just like Liz does much too easily – promising him to show him the new moves she's learnt when he wakes up etc. – as if she's already done that before or seen anyone else do that... unbeknownst to Liz, she did both – when Liz herself was in a coma, Agnes both saw Red talk to her mommy and was encouraged by him to talk to her, too, because it may help her mommy sleep easier and maybe she'll get better sooner and finally wake up ) about her day or does her homework or draws ( more often than not, she draws either cards for Red to read when he wakes up or just things she wants him to see ). And when the time comes for her to leave, she always kisses Red on the cheek, wishing him "sweet dreams" and to get better soon, and then gives her mommy, who tries so very hard not to tear up but fails miserably, a hug and a kiss, too, and tells her frequently that she shouldn't cry because Red is just too tired, just like she – Liz – once was, and that he just needs to sleep a bit more.

And when the door behind Agnes closes and Liz is sure her daughter won't see / hear her, she breaks down hard, in big, ugly sobs, because her little girl shouldn't be acting so naturally in this kind of situation and because she wishes so hard that Red just woke up, because she can't do this, any of this, without him.

In the end, once his body has healed itself enough and he regained enough of his strength, Red, of course, does wake up. It's a slow process, and Liz thinks she might either faint or go mad from the overwhelming feelings that are swirling inside of her when Red moves for the first time in what seems to her like forever – squeezing her hand feather-lightly – and when he leans slightly, unconsciously into her touch when she strokes his cheek – out of habit, without even expecting any sort of reaction from him and being pleasantly surprised – and when he opens his eyes for the first time – it's a brief occurrence, with his eyes slipping shut tiredly again after just a few moments, and he's still pretty much out of it, apparently, not even noticing her presence by his side, but for Liz it's a major event – and when he finally, finally looks directly at her – alive and conscious and alert – and calls her "Lizzy". He's still weak and his voice sounds terrible and Liz knows she shouldn't let all of her pent-up feelings – the fear and despair and frustration and love and relief and exhaustion – out on him like that – he's just woken up, after all – but she can't hold back the tears nor the jumbled mess of "thank you"s and "I love you"s and " "I've missed you"s and "I'm so so happy you're back" and "I was so worried" and "Don't ever scare me like that again" that spills from her lips as she leans in to kiss him lightly and give him the gentlest of hugs...

(Since I'm not a ficwriter and, therefore, have no intentions of using this pile of ideas/images/feelings myself, I wouldn't mind at all if you or any other writer drew inspiration from this rambling of mine)

Ahhhhh 😭😭😭 Are you sure you're not a fic writer, anon?? Cause this reads like some quality hurt/comfort to me!! 🥲🥲 Honestly, this is a lovely scenario to imagine & it gives me a slightly bitter sense of satisfaction to think of Liz suffering through just a fraction of the time Red spent by her side while she was in her coma... especially if it's the catalyst for fEeLiNgS to emerge tee hee bc, you're RIGHT, we were woefully deprived of those situations in the show & I'll never not be sad about it tbh. More specifically, things I love the most about this in no particular order: Liz having to "fight the instinct to curl around her lover & snarl" *swoon*, Liz swearing she will kill him herself if he dies LMAO, Dembe hugging her for comfort & Mr. Kaplan helping her get cleaned up 🥺🥺🥺, Liz playing records for Red yasss, AGNES & everyone taking turns babysitting her while she misses her Daddy desperately but deals with the situation with a maturity & grace beyond her years in an effort to help her grieving Mommy through it cool cool mkay mkay, Liz only breaking down once Agnes leaves OWWW, anddddd Liz being a blubbering mess when Red finally wakes up & calls her "Lizzie" & they kiss *whispers* it's fine, i'm fine 🙃 IN CONCLUSION, I love this anon, thank you for sharing this lovely little AU with me!! 🥰 And much, much love to you, of course, my friend!! ❤️

#The Blacklist #Lizzington #Agnesgate #thoughts #headcanons #mine #ask #anon #ughhhhhhhh #this mini fic is packed with feels #and punched me right in the face #thank you for this gift anon #:')#much love!!#<3

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ramblings-of-a-mad-cat · 3 years

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The "My Character Now" Anon again. Anyway, yeah, I agree that if HPHM were a self contained narrative it wouldn't be so bad of a twist, but since it's not taking the most narratively relevant Slytherin to be the mole is still the crappiest twist I feel like they coulda come up with no matter how long they spent setting it up. They should be subverting that trope, not feeding into it. I DEFINITELY didn't want Merula to be Draco 2.0 (or, Draco the Prequel as the case me be) Honestly the whole mole plotline reeked from day one and I'm not a fan. Since they seemed to know we were gonba show up to that meeti g it could've easily just been something they said to sew discord amongst our ranks, it didn't have to be true that they had a mole directly amongst our friends.

Honestly, if there had to be one, y'know who I think would have made a great spy no one would have seen coming? A house elf. Not necessarily one we know already, just A house elf. There's hundreds of them at Hogwarts who do all sorts of things, but you never SEE them unless they want you to or you go to the kitchens. It's easy enough for them to hide their presence and, as ahown by Dobby in CoS, they can even apparate on and off Hogwarts grounds. That Veruca lady looks every bit the type have house elves on her estate, coulda easily just told one to trail MC undetected.

I know what you mean. I feel like what Merula is going to wind up being is an attempt to recreate Draco’s storyline, but make it better. Or, to put it another way, more fleshed out. Or, to put it yet another way, how the Drarry fans wish it would have gone. Perhaps. And I don’t mean as a bad thing at all, either. The MC x Merula story, if that’s indeed what they’re going for, is a compelling one. But after “About Merula” something tells me that this is going to end with Merula redeeming herself and returning to our side because, among other reasons, her feelings for MC. If there’s one thing about Draco that most fans of his character agree on, it’s that he should have had the chance to finish his redemption. That his character arc feels incomplete without that.

As for who the mole is...I’m always wary about having plot twists turn out to be lies, because that is more or less the same thing as lying to the player...but on the other hand, that would have been a very smart strategy and pretty close to what I thought R was actually doing. Because I agree with you that there’s no way they didn’t know MC was there. There were so many clues that it was a trap and that Moody was in on it. With that in mind, they had an opportunity, and I wonder if we have yet to see all of the fallout of that opportunity. If they somehow tricked MC that day. I will never forget the White-Robed Wizard telling us that R will only allow MC to know what they want us to know.

On the other hand, introducing a mole storyline and then having the mole turn out to simply be a random house elf would have been underwheming and anti-climactic. As far as mysteries go, it would feel like a cheap answer because typically, if a mystery is well set up, the player should be able to guess ahead of time what the answer is. If it’s well hidden, then they probably won’t, but if they had no way of even putting the pieces together, the question becomes: How well told is this mystery? That’s why, despite my heartbreak, I do like the Merula twist. It was foreshadowed a lot, but our constant exposure to Merula led her to just become part of the family. (Or part of the scenery, if you dislike her.) She was hiding in plain sight. We were expecting a betrayal from someone loyal, so of course the token “shady” teammate was never really on our radar. For me, it’s the same concept as Rakepick betraying the team. My genre-savviness led me to believe it could not be them, but logically speaking, they were the most obvious candidates.

#Merula Snyde #HPHM Spoilers #HPHM Analysis #HPHM R

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justicegoalkeepinggloves · 6 years

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Couple of words from me about the possible call up for Jaelene Hinkle.

Today we got this 'amazing' article (Equalizer) about Jaelene Hinkle's chances for being called up again to the National Team. Jaelene Hinkle. Called up again. To the National Team. These nine words are scary - these nine words are literally scary. These nine words are bad - and something tells me that these nine words are true but I still hope that Jill won't make this mistake. To be honest: I do believe that girls are all professional and they would work with Hinkle on the professional level but the thing is - that Hinkle is not professional. There is no need for so many professional to work with someone that unprofessional on the National Team level. Hinkle acted unprofessional. Hinkle rejected the call up. Hinkle didn't tell anyone that she's actually rejecting the call up - until the last moment, one roster spot was wasted. One roster spot that we could possibly use for someone professional.

But I would like to tell you why these nine words are scary. These nine words (Jaelene Hinkle. Called up again. To the National Team) are scary because she's not even trying to hide the fact that she's a homophobe. She's not even trying to hide the fact that she uses faith as an excuse to spread hate. (Now: I'm not speculating about anybody's private life but look at Tobin Heath who believes in God, look at Taylor Smith who believes in God, look at Allie Long who is straight, who believes in God and sees nothing but love in gay people, she supports them). And then look at Jaelene Hinkle who says that she believes in the same God but hates people for who they are, for the way they were born. Look at Jaelene Hinkle who says that she believes in the same God (who said that we should treat people around us the same way we would like be treated) but actually hates people. People COMMIT SUICIDE BECAUSE OF THIS KIND OF HATE. People are "simply" DYING because of this hate. Look at Jaelene Hinkle who says that she believes in God - just to deny someone's humanity. Yes, she denied humanity not only of her teammates, her coach, her club teammates but also of her (I hope) former supporters. She dennie humanity of many, many, many people around the world - people that are struggling with who they are - because of obnoxious backstabbers like Jaelene Hinkle. These nine words are scary because US Soccer is - probably - about to give second chance to someone who denied OTHER PEOPLE'S HUMANITY. Imagine white player not celebrating a Black Live Month (if there was one, just imagine, do not be racist) - there would be ZERO questions about giving this player a second chance. I'm 100% sure.

These nine words are sad because there is nothing good and nothing right in giving a second chance to someone who denied someone's humanity. These nine words are sad because one day we're celebrating Pride Month and the other day we're (possibly) calling up someone who - again - denied humanity of those who we were celebrating with last month. There is no logic in it. But logic is not the thing that matters. The people who we celebrated with matter - their live, their humanity. USWNT supporters (I bet there are many of them still struggling with their sexual orientation) - they matter, all LGBT people - they matter. And I will tell you something personal - I have not identified my sexual orientation yet, though I'm close to say that I'm gay) and I found it pretty cool, pretty nice and calming to know (again: not speculating about players' private lives) that people like Megan Rapinoe, Tobin Heath or Kristie Mewis or Jodie Taylor or Rachel Daly (these two are not playing for the US, of course) are kinda like me and they are out there, they are playing soccer, they're doing someting great. And now I'm looking at these nine words and I'm about to feel the slap to my face that this call up would give me. This call up would slap every single USWNT supporter that is gay, that is or isn't struggling with it. And this is not right. This is just not right.

These nine words are bad because this call up would mean that: "Go on, act unprofessional, be a coward because you're scared of the rainbow. Act unprofessional because the fear is bigger than your commitment to what the US crest stands for" - go on but we will call you up again, it doesn't matter that you stabbed our backs. You know, I'm not even talking here about this "hate part" of this case - I'm talking about the unprofessional part of this case. Playing for the National Team is an honor but it's also a job - can you imagine missing a week in your job because you didn't like your co-worker's shoes' or jersey color? Would you still be working there after missing a week for such a little reason? I believe that you'd get fired. And this is the reason why Hinkle should be fired. This is the reason why Hinkle should not get this call up. She should not be called up again. NEVER. AGAIN. She decided to miss her "working days" and nobody knew about that. Like I wrote: roster spot was wasted. And one more thing: There was this interview (right before the Portland Thorns FC - NC Courage 1:4 game) in which she said that she doesn't mind not being called up because that would mean that all is going on according to His plan. So - judging by the fact that playing for National Team is an honor - why should we hand this honor over to someone who clearly doesn't want it?

PS. I'm sorry for all the grammatical mistakes I possibly made - English is not my native language and I'm still working on improvin it.

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fossadeileonixv · 2 years

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Milan 1 Fiorentina 0

In the famous words of detective Murtagh: "I'm getting to old for this sh.."

Another nail-biter. Brief ratings and then a dive in

MAIGNAN 7.5 Cool as a cucumber. Wasn't really challenged all game (well, had to make one Magic Mike save) but was under a little pressure when distributing for most of the game. Did that matter? Of course it didn't

CALABRIA 5.5 Same as last game? Ok, maybe he was a little bit better. Feels like it's just rinse, repeat with this guy

KALULU 7.5 Phenomenal. So funny to see him up the pitch and whipping in crosses. A fullback's ability to cross but Milan's must start along with Tomori at CB. Nice little weapon to have

TOMORI 7.5 After a couple of visually-shaky performances (the end product has been mostly fine), Tomori looked like his old self. There was one long ball that it looked for a second like the Fiorentina player might actually get behind him but he dispossessed him immediately. Oh, and like Kalulu, was up the pitch on a few occasions and even earned a corner. How'bout that?!

THEO 8 Co-MOTM Back to back stellar performances from the left back. He was everywhere this game and for the whole game. Aside from one shot that he definitely should've played it across the 6yd box, simply on point. Dare I say he's having probably his most complete season? The defensive side of his game has really improved

TONALI 7 Is it just me or has the high socks elevated his game?...get it? High socks...elevated? ANYWAY, back-to-back solid performances from the golden boy

KESSIE 7 One of his better games of late. Had his usual sh*tty shot from outside the box but did play a beautiful through-ball that Milan couldn't do anything with because of course

MESSIAS 6 I'm going with a six because I feel like it was pretty much the same as the game before. That being said, Rebic is playing well and should probably start at RW

BRAHIM 5 Poor. Got into good positions but final ball was bad. One of his worst performances of the season

LEÃO 8 Co-MOTM Let's be honest, he's saving Milan's and Pioli's asses right now. He's the only guy worth a lick offensively. Can he keep it up for another 3 games? I think he can. He has to

GIROUD 6 Very average game from the big man. Zlatan has had more of an impact these last two games. Not getting very many chances but just isn't finishing the ones he does get

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KRUNIC 6.5 Another solid outing from Krunic. Doing what he's asked these last two games after not seeing him for awhile. I still don't think he should start in place of Diaz but has definitely earned time down the stretch

REBIC 6.5 Is Milan's second-half-of-the-season guy finally here? He's getting better and better with each of these last few performances and Pioli needs to just start him at RW already

ZLATAN 6.5 Wasn't quite as aloof this time when entering and was definitely providing more going forward than Giroud. Giroud should still start and keep Zlatan as the final 15-20mins guy. I wouldn't be surprised if he bails out Milan in one of these remaining fixtures if it goes down to the wire again (and you know it will!)

BENNACER 6.5 It's 6.5's for everyone! Came in with only 10 minutes left as he's being worked back from injury and oh man was that time wasting back and forth with him and Tonali (or was it Kessie?) a beaut

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PIOLI 7 No complaints from me this game. I think he managed the game quite well - tactically, lineup wise, and substitutions. Sometimes the responsibility lay with the player and every forward player from Milan just needs to do better with final balls and shots on goal. In fact, let's get into that below

THOUGHTS

So Milan's offensive woes are nothing new. Why they are occurring isn't just one thing but there are definitely aspects that show up more than others. A few of the things I've/we've talked about has been the lack of spacing/width, lack of movement in the 18yd box, and playing players out of position who therefore lack the skillsets needed in those positions to be effective. A couple of other things we've discussed has been decision making in the final third and finishing/executing, so let's dive into those.

I was going to separate these two things and talk about each one individually but I think it's better to see how these things work in tandem to get the full picture. In the first set of pics below, you can see (1) the decision making isn't poor per se but Brahim's option to the left, with how the defenders are positioned and facing, means that option has less room for error but would set up a better opportunity on goal. In (2) the ball goes right and Giroud has a clean shot on goal, albeit with a tougher angle and foot than had Brahim gone left, but Giroud could either catch it with his preferred left to the far post or let it come across him for a shot to the near post with his weaker foot. He does neither and plays it back across (3). Somehow the ball makes it through and after a fortuitous bounce Leão - of all people - skies it over the goal (4).

For this second one, Tonali has a few more options to the right but plays a good ball to Theo on the left (1). After this nice through ball, Theo has a very first poor touch (2) while under moderate duress and completely complicates what should be a straightforward run at the goal/keeper. So, Theo has a couple of options as that poor first touch has taken him closer to the keeper than ideal and really shrunk down his angle (3), with the easiest probably being a layoff to Leão nearby or a flick over the top to the back post with a completely unmarked Messias. What does he do? He tries to flick a ball over the keeper he doesn't really have control of (again, because of the bad first touch) and flies it over the crossbar.

So again, the combination of these things: poor decision making and probably worse execution inside the 18yd box - even after Milan have fixed the width/spacing and personnel/lineup problems - still make scoring for Milan seem like divine intervention is the only thing that will work.

All of this being said, Milan are still in first and just have to do enough for 3 more games. Thank god that defense is top notch...

What do you guys think? Anything to add? Something I missed?

Gotta keep the dream alive! Forza Milan!

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hollow-prey · 2 years

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JIIPP 16 & 17

I haven't given any big updates on my playthrough lately (except for the Errol street race bc obviously) because of college keeping me busy, BUT now I'm done with the semester and...we're approaching the end of Jak II. Very nearly at the point of no return.

I want to make a part 18 post as well because I made some good progress yesterday, but first I gotta recap my previous adventures since part 15~

in parts 13, 14, and 15, I covered the "rescue friends at fortress" mission, the Class 2 race, and the Errol street race because I had a lot to say about those three missions specifically (most of which was frustrated complaints for the first two). But in the mean time, I've also chipped away at a pretty good chunk of Act 3.

Protect Hideout from Bomb Bots- I thought this would be more difficult, since you have to avoid taking damage from the Bots while also avoiding damage from the KG once you start attacking the Bots. However, it turned out to be pretty easy and fun (at least for me); best tactic is to get right under the Bots where they can't reach you and shoot them with the Vulcan until they sort of collapse and start beeping, which is your cue to run away before they explode. From there you can dodge the guards and get in a zoomer to drive to the next Bot. Did it first try, mercifully quite painless.

Escort Men Through Sewers: Agony. Worst part for me was trying to get past the Metal Heads who already have their death-lasers scanning back and forth and you have to avoid them, but it requires such precise maneuvering and you gotta time it just right, but dying causes you to start all over again. Also gets annoying having to hear Jinx & co.'s dialogue over and over again each time you die and restart. Technically I could mute the TV or turn off the sound effects, but I was also using the sound effects from the Metal Heads to figure out where they were coming from so I could take them out before they attacked me or one of the guys. Also, during the ambush portion of the mission, apparently the skull gems despawn if you don't grab them the first time before you die during the attack? So I'm missing like 20 skull gems that I just...can't get back, therefore I can't get another dark power from the Oracle because I don't have enough gems. Unless I can make up for it in the last bit of the game when Metal Heads invade the city.

Find Peace Maker: I don't count this as a mission because you just have to go to the gun course and pick up the Peace Maker, but the strategy guide lists it as a mission so I'll put that in here.

Get Life Seed in Dead Town: This one wasn't too bad, though maneuvering in the Titan Suit is not my favorite game mechanic.

Bring Life Seed/Protect Samos in Haven Forest: I was really dreading this mission just because I've heard it can be difficult, and after being a little bit scarred from the Fortress mission and Sewer Escort, I was afraid of getting stuck here. But it didn't take as long as I thought; I think it only took about 2 tries.

Destroy Eggs in Strip Mine: The platforming in this mission really tripped me up at several points. The first was simply not knowing where to go or how to get up to where I needed to go, since the layout of the strip mine can be a bit disorienting (at least for me). Then of course the platforming/ obstacle course gets more challenging as you progress, which is cake for experienced players who know the layout and the best strategies to take, but is a definite source of struggle for a newbie like me. Thankfully this mission is gracious enough to grant you a checkpoint when you get to about the halfway mark, which was good because after the midway section, I kept dying from just missing my Jet-Board jumps on the grind and moving platform sections, and if I had to restart each time I died I would have lost my mind.

Funniest part of this mission comes from when I finally reached the end and all I had to do was jump onto the crate to trigger the ending cutscene. However, I didn't realize that you needed to make the jump on the Jet-Board, only realizing that in the same second that I approached the edge and realized the crate was kind of far. At that same moment, I still tried to make the jump, only for Daxter to inform me "I think we need the Jet-Board for this jump" as I pressed X and jumped off the edge, taking fall damage when I hit the ground and putting me nearly back where I started. Thankfully when I death-warped it put me back at the midway checkpoint.

Rescue Lurkers for Brutter: I put off trying this one for as long as I could because I wasn't a fan of the first Lurker rescue mission, and I knew this one doubled the amount of Lurkers I needed to rescue (from 3 to 6) but eventually I had no choice. To my surprise it was actually kind of fun? Maybe because this time I had the Vulcan Fury and could take down the transports pretty quickly, and I actually didn't have much trouble with the guards.

Destroy Drill Platform Tower: First part of the mission wasn't awful: climb up the tower, avoid obstacles, take out Metal Heads, and destroy control panels. Easy. The fucking escape from the tower before it blows up is what started to get to me.

If you're better at this game than I am, you can use the Jet-Board to skim along and jump between the platforms when you escape, and you can usually make it out with time to spare. However, I do not have that mastery of Jet-Board controls, so I had to do it the way the gaming gods intended, by running for my life and executing some very precise roll-jumps when I could. It was very stressful and I died many times. I just barely made it out in time when I did finally beat the mission; the clock was literally counting down to one second when I reached the top and roll-jumped out of the elevator shaft and onto the platform for safety. While again, this mission is definitely easy for experienced players, it was working up a fair deal of frustration for me.

And that brings us up to where we are now! I'll do a part 18 post on what I did yesterday and see how today's efforts go

#game talk #ellie rambles

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rebuildwithrobbie · 2 years

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From Fully Fit to the Worst Abdominal Pains!

Fully fit, 25 years old, working full time loading customers grocery shopping orders into delivery vans 9 hours a day and 5 days a week, fairly fast paced but with the freedom to blast any music I wanted from the vans CD players, getting to smoke cigarettes and grab food when ever I wanted so long as I was either on schedule or ahead of it I thought I had a pretty decent setup. I got on with most my co-workers and the drivers, members of management were a different story but my work life and home life balance was fairly sweet. I would finish shifts and rush home to sit with my first ever house mate and smoke cannabis all night and watching conspiracy videos online or just simply playing video games with him. We would have women come round and stay a lot and like I mentioned life was pretty decent. Earning an honest wage, running a household with one of my mates and just doing what we wanted. Looking back our diets were absolute trash, a mixture of ready meals, spicy foods, stoner snacks like biscuits and crisps, an unholy mixture of alcohol and multiple cans of energy drink a day. Hindsight says it’s no wonder I am in the state I am in, but common sense really speaks volumes when you add the fact I had terrible anxiety and self image issues because my last girlfriend had recently done the dirty on me by cheating with one of her colleagues, and I had previously devoted my entire life to this girl. 18 months of being treated like a slave, I was shown no affection at all and I lapped it up thinking, no, believing it would get better. She wasn't over her ex who had treated her the exact same she treated me but me being the strong willed person that I was had the faith I could fix her and be the knight in shiny amour that she so desperately needed. An alcoholic with severe daddy issues who had just been cheated on herself found me when I was riding a wave of positivity and had an air of pure confidence. After we split and she wanted me back she admitted she didn’t want me, but she simply didn’t want anyone else having me. However, we’ll get back to that later.

So, riddled with self doubt, anxiety and a history of depression, mixed with past feelings of being unloved due to not having a relationship with my father and most of our extended family, cocktailed with alcohol, cannabis, and an awful diet, it really comes as no shock to know that I started to get these horrible burning stomach aches at work. They mainly hit me at work when I was lifting and bending over, squatting up and down because as you know, you lift with the knees and not the back. I, like most young lads and to be honest my men, I ignored them for about 2 weeks, thinking I would just magically get better, but it didn't, they got worse. at about this point I started to get acid reflux and loose stools. I never vomited or felt sick, but I did lose my appetite even when I had the munchies. I went to the doctors who prescribed me with acid reflux tablets, Omeprazole and some tablets to alleviate bloating. After 6 weeks of taking these pills my pains got worse and the loose stools became more frequent. I’d be at work and hold my bowel movement as long as possible so I could do my business in the comfort of my own home as I really hated using public restrooms and my work place at that time didn't exactly have a great facility either. Men's rooms are gross! I wasn't eating much and I started to lose a lot of weight, I went from a nice toned frame weighing at 11.5 Stone, which is roughly 73Kg/161lbs down to 8 stone (50kg/112lbs) in what felt like a blink of an eye! I lost my skin colour and went a ghoulish grey colour and started to feel really lethargic and weak.

I went back to the doctors who couldn’t understand what was going on with me so he referred me straight to the hospital where a consultant told me that there is a high chance that this was all down to having Crohn disease. Sounded scary but just having a name to what could be wrong with me did actually feel me with a sense of comfort, however scared because I had to have CT scans, and I gave multiple stool samples, urine samples and blood tests which is something I’ve never been through before. The doctor was fairly supportive and told me this would be a very personal journey and that I needed to be honest with him and even said we needed to build a friendship to make this easier for not only me but for him too. He really wanted to understand and help me. In this time I also had to change my job role to a less physical position which wasn't too bad because again I had freedoms and with this once I had got all my tasks done I could either help another department or just clock out and go home. You can probably imagine what option I took most of the time. I had just got into a relationship with a young woman I again thought the world of, and to be fair she thought the world of me too, started off fully supportive but couldn't understand why I didn't want sex or to be sexually physical with her and this all took an immediate strain on us and we started to argue and fall apart. The pain and feeling disgusting from having diarrhoea most of the time were contributing factors to not wanting sex but my sex drive itself just hit an all time low, which was confusing for me but I had more important things on my mind at time like not knowing what was wrong with me myself, she was 22 and I was 25, She probably thought I was gay or something because I kept giving her what she must have thought were lame excuses about pain and feeling unsexy but she’d then watch me smoke a massive joint and fall asleep in a stoned coma till the next morning. This did unsurprisingly lead her into the arms of another man. Which is fair, I guess. But that wasn’t for another year yet.

A few months after all my tests came back inconclusive a letter came through in the post saying I had a colonoscopy to go to which felt really humiliating having to admit to my already losing interest girlfriend, but just the overall thought that another man would be rummaging around in my back passage with a camera just felt like I was the most unluckiest man alive. By this point the stomach pains had got so unbearable that I wasn't able to work and by the time of the colonoscopy I hadn't been to work for about 4 months, and sleeping at night became an absolute nightmare before I had even fell asleep and started to dream. I received all my laxatives and a letter informing me of what a colonoscopy is and what to expect during the procedure, and let me tell you, just the preparation for this was an awful experience that I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy. I had to mix a sachet of ginger flavoured laxatives with water in the morning and not eat any solid foods all day, another laxative at night too. I was obviously expecting the worst and had set out a clear path to the bathroom ready to sprint to when I needed to, but I guess due to having an empty stomach I actually didn't get the effects I was expecting... Until later that night. I’ll spare details but its actually amazing what the body can expel when there isn’t much to get rid of. Extremely nervous about sleeping that night encase I soiled the bed and worse covered my girlfriend in my own brand of fake tan, I did get an decent nights sleep. The pains I had been getting for the last several months eased off and I remember getting a good 8 hours sleep, however waking up with split seconds to make it to the toilet.

Arriving at the hospital alone due to feeling to embarrassed to have anyone with me I got to my ward to meet the first man to ever venture my dirt trail. Dressed in only a backless robe and slippers, with a canula in my arm he asks me to curl up into the foetal position, pumping me with pain killers through the canula I watched this man lube up a disturbingly long camera on a hose type device whilst he told me to hold my breath and just remain calm. Without going into the not so romantic details of literally being anal probed, I can tell you this hurt! even with the drugs this was seriously up there as one of the most disturbing experiences of my life, however, I did have the mindset that after this I would finally know what was wrong, get some closure on the entire ordeal and finally get better and go back to having a normal life. I went home not knowing the results or having a definite diagnosis but instead to having to go home to a really unsupportive girlfriend, and not only that but her family were round that night and I was met with a onslaught of jokes and comments about the procedure. I’m fairly thick skinned though even after all this and I took most of it on the chin. Looking back I realise what a toxic bunch of people they are and I still have the mindset that I am the better person for not rising to it, even if I didn't have the energy to do so anyway.

A week past and I back at the hospital for my consultation, partially excited for the good news, also prepared for the worst news, I sit down to be told there is no obvious signs of Crohns disease, however signs of inflammation and bleeding. I told my doctor that I have never seen any blood in my stools and after many months of research that I didn't believe it was Crohns disease. We had a chat about our next options and steps and that resulted in even more tests, which to my confusion, the tests he was referring to were the same tests again. CT scans, stool samples, urine samples and blood tests. Except this time they wanted to do an MRI Scan as well. They put the current diagnosis down as “suspected Crohns”. Months pass, I eventually ease myself back into work although under no medication but a change in diet and no longer drinking energy drinks and alcohol. I felt slightly better but no where near my old self and healthy.

2 months or so pass and I return to the hospital thinking this time I’ll definitely have answers, get some medications and finally start getting back to my old and normal life, only to be greeted with a completely different doctor who wanted to do every single test again, including the colonoscopy. I questioned why, and even argued that the old test results would be the exact same as the new ones but he stood his ground and said that is what he wanted to do and this is where I took the wrong path because I literally refused all help, got up and walked out. I’ll do it myself. Looking back I can see why I did this, confused, frustrated, battling a depression, and clinching onto the remains of an already broken relationship at home, feeling like a test subject rather than a patient I literally gave up all hope and just accepted this to be my new life. I really wish I didn’t do what I did so please, if you're reading this and this ever happens to you, just do what the doctors want! they know best, they are educated and experienced, and as much as it may frustrate you, just talk to the doctor and explain your feelings. They will help you. I cannot stress this enough. I went 5 years battling this completely on my own and as much as I had positive results with trial and error, I also had very negative results too. I had educated myself on guy health, Crohns disease, colitis, and nutrition, but again in the long run none of it helped.

So, my journey continued.

In my next blog post I will explain in detail what I tried, what helped and what didn't.

And over the course of this blog you'll find out what happened next and where I'm at now.

Thank you for reading. Please comment, share and feel free to message me.

#crohns #crohns disease #colitis #hospital #stoma bag #imb #mental health #gut health #holistic healing #myjourney

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earaercircular · 3 years

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Munich International Motor Show : Now in eco mode

The International Motor Show in Munich has begun this Tuesday. Instead of models in front of sports cars, the providers are now presenting recycled cars and bicycles. This should underpin the change in the industry - but by far not everyone likes it.

If one last proof was needed that the German auto industry really wants to do everything completely different now, then it is this, well, airy demonstration. In the coming week, the International Motor Show, better known as the IAA[1], begins in Munich. And the Association of German Automobile Manufacturers, the VDA, [2] has invited the reporters to a preview - but not by bus or in an electric car convoy, but by zeppelin.

At a height of 500 meters you will glide gently over Munich and see how what how this probably most important German trade fair has changed. The IAA no longer only takes place in exhibition halls, but also right in the middle of the old town: at Königsplatz, for example, at Odeonsplatz, at Stachus or Marienplatz and also on the A 94 autobahn where people can try out futuristic vehicles.

In the past, the bigger the better

The change of perspective is necessary. Everything used to be clear, the rule of thumb was: the bigger, the better. Business is still running according to these rules - extremely well in fact, following current sales and profit figures. But in times of lightning-fast computers, threatening climate change and overcrowded cities, the managers in Wolfsburg, Munich and Stuttgart are increasingly discussing other things, sometimes with an anxious tone: Which robot car will come from the USA tomorrow? Which new competitor is behind the corner in China? What new forms of transportation are in demand? How green do you have to get? And yes, that too: How desirable are you actually?

When the industry gathered for the last time at the IAA, in autumn 2019, already a lot of certainties for so long in the automotive world had been shaken. And the car people hardly had any answers. This is one of the reasons why the IAA 2019 in Frankfurt turned out to be quite a disaster - which is not an exaggeration - that should not be repeated.

When Chancellor Angela Merkel visited, climate activists grimly climbed some cars and held up posters: "Climate killers". The BMW employees stood around their occupied cars, perplexed. The dented roofs were the smallest problem. The managers simply didn't know how to deal with this situation, for which there is probably no good solution. Halligalli [3] was also outside the gates: demonstrators blocked the driveway with bicycles. Which, by the way, was quite right for the mayor of Frankfurt, Peter Feldmann. The SPD man - after all, actually the host - was not allowed to speak at the opening. His speech was then of course known anyway: "Frankfurt needs more buses and trains, but not more SUVs," it said. And he also thanked the demonstrators - their fight for a better climate is important.

From then on, the disturbed car people only wanted to get away from Frankfurt. Eventually they agreed on Munich. Here, too, urban society does not embrace the auto industry. But it is probably the safest big city in the world, a main argument when looking for a new venue. "Here there are cavalry squadrons and, in case of doubt, a stable police cauldron," said someone from the industry who was involved in the decision-making process some time ago. But that alone is not enough to make the trade fair a success again.

Because the car itself has lost traction. In Frankfurt there were only a good 500,000 visitors. Half as many as a few years earlier. Even in this area of life, providers and consumers have migrated to the Internet. And the avant-garde is somewhere else anyway: Google, Apple and Tesla are leaders in robot functions and electromobility - and what are the Chinese actually building with massive state support? Hardly any of this could be seen in Frankfurt.

The big trade fairs were long regarded as high masses: the car show in Geneva or Paris, the motor show in Detroit - or the IAA in Frankfurt, that was glamor in all its facets. Whoever could went there. The others at least devoured the reports and photos about horsepower cars and the scarcely clothed young women that manufacturers like Ferrari put on hoods, which they thought was creative.

It was the time when car managers secretly hung around the competition's exhibition halls, sometimes more, sometimes less, to see what their colleagues were up to. When they met in the back rooms of the pavilions to make deals and start mergers. When men like the former Daimler boss Dieter Zetsche and the long-time Renault-Nissan boss Carlos Ghosn sat on the big stage, talking about cars, marriages and all sorts of other things and the audience wondered whether what took place was more of a cabaret . Ghosn later got into trouble with the Japanese judiciary and at some point fled to Lebanon in an instrument case. Behind the big cars was often also a perfectly staged drama.

The VW family owners made the managers act like gladiators in the Coliseum

In all these years, however, nobody had encouraged the knighting of the car more than Volkswagen. On the eve of the official car show openings, the Wolfsburg always invited people to a large hall, in Frankfurt, in Paris, in Geneva, regardless of the main thing: big. When every brand boss then presented his latest models in front of the big players, the music came off the tape at discotheque volume, when the bosses of Porsche, Audi and Skoda bowed to the powerful, the family owners Wolfgang Porsche and above all Ferdinand Piëch, then this copied Roman Coliseum-style events: Ave, Caesar, morituri te salutant.

It was loud on those evenings in the VW Coliseum, very loud. Sometimes the Pet Shop Boys performed, sometimes the French film diva Catherine Deneuve, sometimes rope artists and dancers. Each act was kind of out of place in its own way. But these evenings weren't about the total work of art being convincing. The names were important. The celebrities. And the volume. When the twelve cylinders of the Lamborghini Aventador also cracked to the pounding techno music, to light shows and artificial fog, then you wondered how - for example - Mr Piëch, who was already older at the time, could stand it. Mostly he sat there, stoic, immobile, absent.

As soon as the show was over and the gladiators bowed to him, the emperor stood up and left the stands. Walked slowly down the stairs into the arena. Pretended to be inspecting cars, but the truth was he wanted to speak to the people, and so he did. Often only a few minutes, but that provided a topic of conversation for days. For example, when he said between half sentences that he would like to buy the Fiat subsidiary Alfa Romeo. Just like that, maybe also to drive the then Fiat boss Sergio Marchionne to white heat. Incidentally, the latter took revenge a few years later. When the Germans sank into the diesel scandal and Fiat was accused of having also manipulated diesel engines, the Italian said: "Anyone who compares us with the German company has smoked something illegal."

The "i Vision Circular" should consist of almost 100 percent recycled material

Perhaps the diesel scandal was the beginning of the end of the big trade fairs, in any case it accelerated change. As a result of the crisis, the evitably oversized cars were trimmed down to normal. At the same time, new competitors with new technologies pushed into the industry. Then Piëch and his top managers disappeared from the scene. And the new managers also break the existing professional rules. At the IAA 2019 VW boss Herbert Diess tried out the embrace technique with the demonstrators, he went almost completely out to the people, discussed with an activist of the "Sand im Getriebe"[4] initiative. That was a bit obnoxious on his part, but at least he had tried it.

Nowadays even in Munich, they want to appear more modern here and everything should run more smoothly, the industry hopes. And other content has been agreed. In particular, visitors can see electric cars, such as a stretchable sedan from Audi. And BMW wants to talk about the circular economy in its "Joytopia": How can mobility function in a resource-saving and low-CO₂ manner? The company wants to present the "i Vision Circular", a vision vehicle that consists of almost 100 percent recycled material - and is designed in such a way that it can be easily recycled. VW, in turn, would like to introduce the "New Auto", the robot driven car of the day after tomorrow. "Mobility is a basic human need - and fulfilling it in all its facets is an ever greater challenge for our society, which business and politics have to face," says VDA President Hildegard Müller and is certain that the "new IAA " will show ways how these mobility tasks can be combined:" efficiently, economically, socially and ecologically ".

It should be possible to experience it in the literal sense of the word, which is why the IAA no longer takes place in noisy, stuffy exhibition halls for the most part. But outside in the squares. Because that's where the industry wants to get into conversation with critics, at least in theory - as long as they don't trample on the roofs of cars.

A pleasant approach. The corona epidemic could destroy some of it. The incidence is rising again, now fences have to be put up around the scenes in the city. So this time there is an inside and outside, which will lead to conflicts, especially since a number of initiative-takers have announced protests and rather do not want to debate in the chair, from the anonymous alliance "Smash-IAA"[5], whose posters are hanging all over the city, to the Greens Youth[6]. Many criticize the car industry for promoting its event as a green mobility fair.

The critics are not entirely wrong. Because there are also those in industry who are unfamiliar with the new IAA concept, which wants to unite everything that rolls. We are car manufacturers and should just display our cars nicely instead of having to take buses, trains and car sharing as well, they say behind closed doors. These orthodox do not think much of the fact that bicycles are now also exhibited at the "new IAA", although some car manufacturers now offer them themselves. They can't do much with expert panels on "Smart Cities", instead they complain that the IAA is not international enough, which is probably due to the Corona epidemic. In fact, even VW is not represented with all brands, Peugeot, Opel, Fiat, Volvo, Honda and Toyota completely save themselves the appearance, even expensive super sports cars will not be on display, not even the US company Tesla, which will soon have a plant in Germany opened. The German competition is afraid of the Americans, but they also know that Tesla would attract people, potential customers for everyone.

Or should bigger things be negotiated after all, the transport turnaround, climate protection? It depends on who you ask. The car people are not in agreement. The IAA 2021 is a very exciting large-scale experiment in an industry that is currently having to find itself anew. And which sometimes relies on the tried and tested. On Sunday - after the Zeppelin flight - there is a VW break in the Isarpost[7]. A large hall, there is probably loud music, and of course wine and beer, Corona or not. As always. Because as exciting as everything is right now - it would be more convenient if everything stayed the same.

Source

Thomas Fromm & Max Hägler: Jetzt mal im Öko- Modus, in: Süd-Deutsche Zeitung, 3-09-2021 https://sz.de/1.5400871

[1]die Internationale Automobilausstellung [2] The Verband der Automobilindustrie e. V.(German Association of the Automotive Industry) is a German interest group of the German automobile industry, both automobile manufactures and automobile component suppliers. It is member of the European Automobile Manufacturers Association (ACEA). The VDA represents carmakers including BMW, Volkswagen, and Mercedes-Benz parent Daimler but also counts foreign suppliers and foreign-owned carmakers like Opel among its members. The group is located in Berlin, Germany. [3] Halli Galli is a crowd awareness game for two to eight players. [4] Sand in the Gears; https://sand-im-getriebe.mobi/ Sand in the gears is an action alliance made up of various climate, transport and globalization-critical groups and was founded in early 2019. It sees itselve as part of the global movement for climate justice. [5] https://smashiaa.noblogs.org/ The International Motor Show (IAA for short) will take place in Munich from September 6 to 12, 2021. In the midst of the climate crisis, the large automobile companies want to celebrate private transport and hide what we all actually know under a green cloak: that they fuel the climate crisis for their profits. We don't want to leave that unchallenged. That is why we call for direct campaigns during the fair! [6] https://gruene-jugend.de/ [7] https://isarpost-eventlocation.de/

#electric cars #recycled cars #circular economy

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