#If anyone needs starters btw I have more than enough at this point

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So, a while back- I think it was just a bit after the pop kickstarter was announced- I started to think about what pokémon teams each character in epithet erased would have, though with more emphasis on what they would actually have if they were in the world of pokémon rather than simply "what would they type in on pokémon showdown". Not that that's a bad thing, but these are teams I think would work best for say, a crossover fic I couldn't ever quite manage to piece together a coherent plot for.

Uh, point is this is a pointless combination of excessively over-thought character analysis, and considerations of how they would meet and interact with their pokemon. I made one for Molly, and one for Vincent, both of which I posted to reddit a while back but figured were good enough to post here as well, albeit with a few edits:

Molly is an extremely good trainer (being an exceptionally intelligent pre-teen protagonist, of course she is), useing Ev trained Pokemon with often competitive sets, elite four level would probably be low-balling it, but she is not well known because she is stuck working as free labor for her family, her dad won't let her challenge the gyms to because then he'd have to actually run the night shift. A much stronger trainer than Giovanni- Ahem- VINCENT MURDER, but still respects him as her boss and friend. (And for being a better dad over one night at the museum than her actual dad has basically ever.)

Her starter would be intelleon, sniping out tramatic fires from a distance. It also teaches her to use the gun Giovanni gave her with impressive proficiency (because my brain always goes back to the GunSafety!!!!AU for some reason).  I just love the idea of them doing target practice together.

She also has a Gyarados for fire types, what she bonded with after raising it from a Magikarp- this was her first mega evolution (yes she has more than one, I wasn't kidding when I said she was good). It was obtained after her dad got scammed by the Magikarp salesman when getting a gift for Lorlai, who decided it was worthless and made Molly deal with it. Molly was actually already a far more knowledgeable trainer, and knew she needed to be patient with it. It's not surprising that they bonded, given their similarities.

(Lorlai is a nearly useless trainer btw; she uses her epithet to fantasize about becoming champion instead of, I don't know, ACTUALLY TRAINING HER POKEMON. yeah she has never beaten a gym. Molly is more often than not the one caring for her pokémon)

She similarly raised a zubat Lorlai discarded for being "just another common, ugly pest" into a crobat, which proves to be an essential part of her team thanks to its speed and moves like confuse ray and fly allowing a consistent getaway. It immediately impressed Vincent and his minions.

Bewear and Ursarang (and maybe later ursaluna, but that depends on how accessible it evolution is, it might just get eviolite) would be no surprise for her team, and generally act as the muscle, both on and off the battlefield. They were both gifts from feenie after she found out that her dad would not let her go on a journey to catch all the pokemon she wanted. Because of her teddy bear like appearance and the lack of care received from her family, they are very protective of her. Notably, Bewear is normally slightly weaker then the rest of her team, but performs feats comparable to the Bewear in the sun and moon anime to protect her. (I choose these two over the other bear pokemon because they are both specifically based on teddy bears, but she likes all of them)

Her last mon is an Absol found while working with Giovanni after the museum arc (and pop) that joined her team, as she would care for it after it gets seriously injured by the locals it was trying to help, reminding her of how her family treated her. Their bond leads to her second mega. Of course it is also the coolest thing Vincent has ever seen, and anyone who says it looks like "edgy oc cringe" is going to be hit by a knife with a bat taped to it.

So yeah, Molly is low-key a Pokemon master, change my mind.

(note; I made Vincent's team like half a year after I made Molly's, so enjoy a bit of a jump in quality)

Now for Vincent, who is interesting because in some ways he is a sort of inverse of Molly. He wouldn't have a deadbeat dad shaped wall between him and catching more Pokemon, and his team reflect that he is actually nice rather than Molly having a team that somewhat reflects her dark side. There's 3 things I kept in mind for this:

Vincent would likely be a very good trainer. His genuine love for his Pokémon and high creativity would allow him to pull the same type of protagonist based shenanigans that Ash does. I'd estimate that he is around gym leader level, and I'm not talking about the weaker teams that they use when you first challenge a gym for a badge, I'm talking about their full strength, like you would see in their rematch teams. This would, quite fittingly, put him on a similar level to team rocket's Giovanni, albeit for very different reasons.

Second, he is absolutely a fairy specialist. Like, not all of then have to be fairy, but it's probably most of them. I've seen a lot of people give him fire and dark type mons, but as much as he wants his team to look like that, he's not willing to drop his favorite mons to do it.

And the third one's a bit more meta. So in some Pokémon games they'll give one of the antagonists a Crobat as a storytelling device. See crobat is a Pokémon that evolves with friendship, so it can be used to show that someone like Plumeria isn't actually that bad, or my favorite example, showing that Silver's golbat evolved a the end of the game to prove that he has learned to take care of his Pokémon.

So basically, Vincent's entire team is friendship evolutions. Because I think that's hilarious.

Sylveon; Vincent's starter Pokemon was an Eevee, and it was bound to become a Sylveon, with how much of a sweetheart Vincent is. Anyone who underestimates him is going to be in for a shock, because Sylveon is a very strong Mon. the standard hyper voice/ Shadow ball/ mystical fire is mixed up with a full power Return, which is fairy type because of pixelate. While Sylveon is a special attacker, a full power pixelate boosted return can do a fair bit of damage if the opponent gets too close.

Sylveon, like a cat, is a picky eater who won't eat normal Pokemon food, so Vincent makes special soup that contains all the essential vitamins and minerals. Sylveon loves it!

Loppuny; so fun fact about buneary: It is the only non-legendary Pokemon to have a base friendship value of zero. This thing hates you with the force of gods, making it the most difficult friendship evolution to achieve. Not that Vincent would know, he's patient about these things. This is his mega too, which is canonically achieved through a bond with your Pokemon. Add scrappy returns that hit ghost types like a truck and we have a recipe for "wow this guy's actually really nice". But don't tell anyone that!

Buneary was found loitering (a perfectly respectable crime that can be very dangerous) outside a baseball field at the same time Vincent and the boys were. Vincent realized that they wanted to play, so he decided to teach them. Loppuny is the only pitcher Vincent has met that can get any strikes with him at the bat, but he still has yet to be struck out.

Azumarill: absolute unit of a small bean. It's ability is sap sipper instead of huge power, but you certainly wouldn't know it by looking at them- Vincent trained them quite well, which makes it all the easier to trick unsuspecting grass trainers into giving a free attack boost.

This little bundle of joy hugs like a bewear (which is to say it hurts. A lot) but Vincent always returns the hugs anyway.

Togekiss: stops enemies in their tracks with parahax, because that's what togekiss does, then fly away with the loot. As simple of a one-two punch as it gets.

Togekiss has determined that the boys are precious babies that need to be protected, and has been known to trap anyone who hurts them with parahax until they apologize. Also likes to hug them at every possible opportunity

Wigglytuff: fun fact; cops are a lot easier to out-run when they're sleeping. Also knows wake up slap, just in case someone who wasn't supposed to get hit by sing needs to wake up fast.

They sing lullabies to the neo trio, and sometimes Vincent likes to join in. Generally good with children in general, and Vincent has trained them to only pull out the marker on jerks like vice principals and cops

Chimecho: yeah I had to give him at least one of James's Pokemon, It was only a matter of time. They know heal bell because safety is important, and have been trained to catch anyone who falls with physic even if Vincent doesn't give any orders. They serve as a lookout from above and alert them of any bothersome police ladies with real ass goddamn swords.

It and togekiss are good friends, and both carry an extra 'ancient potion' in case of emergencies. They're always keeping an eye on car crash in particular.

Do note, I was going to have Primarina be starter before I decided to commit to the friendship evolution bit (he would catch one if he could find one), and a comment on the original reddit post brought up the idea of him having exactly one fire type in the form of the not-very popular Semisear, which is amazing and he would probably have one as like, a house pet that helps out his mom's ala Mr.Mime in the anime.

#epithet erased #pokémon #Molly #vincent murder #giovanni potage #you don't deserve context

[uriel-is-best-girl]

-Orv pokemon au-

I'm sorry, but hear me out: gengar! Kdj. All the gengar pokedex entries are about it being evil except for one, which says that it was once human itself and looks for a traveling companion and tries to make one by stealing the life force of humans. Now imagine a recently deceased kdj who only remembers bits of his human life, only remembers how lonely he was, waking up alone in as what he assumes in a ghost (he doesn't figure out what happened until people point at him and scream that hes a gengar). Kdj is sad, he wanders around in shadows, and hes still so lonely, but hes also bored. So he learns how to manipulate shadows, how to make them laugh and move. Kdj will sometimes pretend those shadows are real people, his friends... Not many things attack kdj, but as all things go it does happen often enough (ussually trainers) that he learns how to fight, or how to run away if a trainer tries to capture him. He avoids capture becausehe doesnt want to be someone's pokemon + hes also afraid of hurting someone he might care about (ie: if he started caring about a trainer), he knows what the people whisper about gengars, how they steal the life force of humans just by being around them. And he doesn't want to risk hurting a naive kid who just wanted a cool looking pokemon.

Ok, time to cut to the part I care about, gengar!kdj meets child!yjh who is lost in the woods and the yjh has scraped knees and seems to be looking for something. Kdj hasnt seen anyone in a hot second and, agaimst his better judgement, decides to try and lead the child outfit the forest. But when kdj steps out yjh's eyes light up and he points at kdj and shouts "I CHOOSE YOU!" no pokeball, the kid (hes like 11 btw) just walks up to kdj, grabs his hand/paw and starts dragging him somewhere. Kdj is so shocked (all reactions hes gotten in the past have been fear or hatred) that he just lets the kid pull him.

K, so some background for yjh. His parents are both gym leaders (maybe of the same gym) and he rarely sees them, with them having a place to stay at the gym when they have extra work or just don't want to go home. So yjh was raised more by sitters and himself than them, but, he thinks maybe if he becomes an amazing pokemon trainer, like them, theyll be proud of him or want to see him more. Essentially, he thinks he's the problem. So when hes finally old enough to choose a starter pokemon lets say he couldn't choose one for some reason, maybe they were all gone when he got there, or he needed a signed permission slip and couldnt get it signed in time, whatever. Yjh goes home and cries just a little (a lot) in that empty house. The next day yjh is determined again. If he cant get a pokemon from the professor, then hell just go find one. So he goes out through the forest (hes wearing those shorts and a t shirt you see the kids wearing in pokemon games) and the first pokemon he finds that doesnt run away is kdj. (Yes, this does mean that that yjh shouted 'i choose you' at many other pokemon and they ran away).

So like just imagine yjh who had no plan other than "get pokemon" dragging kdj back home with a sense of satisfaction.

Alright yjh doesnt put kdj in a pokeball because he doesnt have any. Also yjh isnt really training kdj, he just plays with him. Imagine yjh dragging kdj out for adventures or pulling out board games they could play. Eventually yjh gets a second controller so kdj can play videogame with him (kdj doesn't really have thumbs i think so the controller is on the floor and he leans down to move the sticks and press buttons). One day yjh tells kdj that theyre companions, "in life and death" and yjh smiles at his own joke (bc kdj is dead hahahahhaha). Oh yeah, and when they have to name their chatacters in a video game, kdj names himself "kim dokja" and yjh takes note that thats his name.

Ok, but ofc now its time for angst. So after like, idk a couple weeks or months yjhs parents come home, see the gengar and freak out. Yjh is all excited to show his parents that hes going to be a pokemon trainer too and arent you proud of me? And then his parents both throw put their pokemon. Like, idk a growleth and gardivor. And kdj is expert at running away by now, but he only pretends to run away, he comes back and hids in the shadows because he's worried for his only friend. Kdj watches yjh's parents yell at him once they find out he brough kdj in, saying things like "you know what those things do when wild right? They suck you life force out, even tamed ones are still dangerous and evil. At this rate youll never be a good pokemon trainer" and other hurtful shit. Kdj is super hurt, especially when they say he had been sucking the life force of yjh. His worst fear is coming true, and he thinks yjh must hate him by now. There goes his only companion. Afterwards kdj cant bring himself to leave yjh so he waits in the shadows and hes also worried for yjh after the thing with his parents and he wants to protect him. Kdj figures so long as he's not in yjh's shadow then the whole life sucking thing won't happen bc he doesnt really know how that works.

Yjh ofc doesn't believe that kdj was hurting him and starts to feel disillusioned with his parents. And so he runs away with some money and buys pokeballs and becomes a pokemon trainer for real (after unsuccessfully trying to find kdj). Yjh is sad about kdj for a long time, until, he realizes that kdj is following him. It takes months, for him to both notice and realize the shadows moving out of the corner of his eyes are kdj. It offers him some consolatiom to know that kdj is still here, but it also hurts not being able to see him and that he hides. So yjh continues on, with kdj right behind him, and set on proving his parents wrong. On the way he builds up his team and makes friends, and kdj watches from the distance. Kdj doesnt know if he was lonlier before, when he had no one, or now, only able to watch from afar.

Ok so but obvi yjh isnt just going to let kdj stay in his shadow forever. Hes constantly on the search for information about gengars, he reads all the dex entries he can find and learns that gengar are rumored to have once been people and it makes all the more sense: kdj having a human name, his literacy, and yjh wishes again that he could see kdj again. Ok so I figure is also yjh hunting down ghost type trainers for more information/starts trying to figure out how to bring kdj out. And imma say that kdj cant hear whats happening while in the shadows so he has no idea that yjh still cares about him. And ofc all yjh's friends know that yjh is looking for someone(?), he doesn't tell them all the details but some of them figure out more things (like that its a pokemon, it was a childhood friend, excetra) but in bits and pieces. All of them are in favor of him finding this person though because sometimes he just looks a little sad, when he looks at the shadows or talks about kdj. And kdj knows none of this. Blah blah this is years later, yjh is now an adult cool.

Ok I've got a two options for how kdj is brought back up, and one of them involves han sooyoung being a gengar.... (yjh defeats idk like ysa or smone who is the champion and she's all like ok what do you want, and yjh is like I want to know how to get this gengar thats been following me around to come out of the shadows. And han sooyoung is ysa's gengar that she sends it into the shadows to get kdj to come up. But I dont like that one as much)

Option 2: yjh ends up finding hsy who is like a spirit medium (she uses things the dead tell her as inspo for her writing). And so hsy is all like yeah I can help you, but itll cost you blah blah money. So hsy does wooo woo magical talk to ghosts shit and manages to get kdj out of the shadows. Ok Im finally running out of steam for this so bassically yjh takes kdj's hand (btw gengar are like 4'11 according to the pokedex) and tells him "stay" when kdj seems like hes going to disapear. And then yjh drags kdj home and makes him play video games and kdj is introduced to all of yjhs friends just by always being with him and kdj makes friends with all of them. No one but hsy saw the smile on yjh's face when he saw kdj again (kdj was looking away). And the end, they live happily ever after, yjh prospers despite his shitty parents and kdj has friends and feels more alive now than when he was actually alive.

ALSO THIS IS PLATONIC JOONGDOK BC IM NOT GOING TO EVEN TRY AND WRAP MY HEAD AROUND IT BEING ANYTHINH OTHER THAN PLATONIC THANK YOU.

Also if you made it this far thank you but also srry bc Im not editing this monster.

#orv #omniscient reader's viewpoint #kim dokja #yoo joonghyuk #kdj #omniscient reader #orv au #au #platonic joongdok #bc kdj is literally a pokemon #and im not going there #yoo jonghyuk x kim dokja #joongdok #kdj x yjh #han sooyoung #omniscient reader’s viewpoint

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aura

A/n: Hi everyone! this is a tad bit different from the things i usually write (I think) as i wanted to switch things up a little bit. I’m kinda nervous to post it so pleaseee please let me know your thoughts! As always please enjoy!! thank you to everyone who beta read for me btw :)

summary: witch!y/n can see auras and harry is blue

my ko-fi! thank you :)

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Y/N has always been able to easily empathize with others. She could see others' emotional energy— their aura— and this made it easy to know exactly what they were feeling. Not only could she see auras, but she could take away anyone’s emotional turmoil just by touching them.

One of Y/N’s most vivid memories from her childhood was when her best friend came to school one morning in tears over the death of her pet fish. When Y/N leaned in to give her a hug, she felt an overwhelming heaviness overtake her body as soon as they made contact. Upon pulling away from the hug, her friend’s demeanor was completely changed. Instead of being sad over the death of her fish, she was able to instead reflect on all the good times she had with him. Her friend was fine for the rest of the day, but Y/N was left grieving over a fish she never even owned.

Y/N went home that day, confused. How was it that her friend was so easily cheered up just from a hug? Was that all it took for Y/N to make others feel better? If that was the case, she decided she wanted to be a ‘Professional Hugger’ when she grew up. As time went on, Y/N learned that she didn’t even have to hug others to rid them of their mental pain. The slightest touch from her instantly made anyone she came into contact with feel better.

It took a few months for Y/N to realize it was her touch that healed others. Sure, that mental anguish then became hers to carry, but how many people could say they could heal someone just by touching them? If that was the price she had to pay, then so be it. From that point on Y/N made it a point to help anyone she could. 

As Y/N got older and her skill with this power grew, she learned to redirect the painful energy elsewhere so she didn’t always have to sit with it. It worked some of the time, but it was something she was still learning to master. Y/N wasn’t always successful in doing this, though. While whoever Y/N touched went about their day feeling great, she would experience their emotions so intensely that she felt as if she were coming down with a cold. Y/N dealt with it in silence because the way she saw it if she was blessed with this gift, she had to be selfless and put it to good use. Y/N was a firm believer that all the good she put out would come back to her in another life at least ten times over.

It was difficult for Y/N not to touch everyone she saw whose aura reflected sadness, anxiety, or worry. She tried to stick to only doing this to people she knew, but there were some instances where Y/N encountered someone who was just so clearly unhappy that she could not help herself. 

For example, right now. 

Y/N immediately sensed this stranger’s emotional turmoil as soon as they entered the space. It was late afternoon on a Wednesday. Y/N had the longest, most physically demanding day at work and the last thing she wanted to do was go home and cook. Even though she had just gone grocery shopping two days prior, she stopped by her favorite Thai place on the way home. Y/N was in the middle of ordering when their presence quite literally took her breath away, causing her to stumble over her words. 

She turned to look over her shoulder at the person who was so greatly distracting her and locked eyes with the most pitiful looking stranger she’d seen all day. The first thing Y/N noticed about him was his hair. It was unruly, like he had just gotten out of bed. She also noticed how tall he was–– if he had just a couple more inches on him, he would’ve had to crane his neck to enter the establishment. Upon making eye contact with Y/N the man quickly looked down at his shoes, twiddling his thumbs. His aura was a mixture of indigo and dark red when Y/N looked at him. Anger and sensitivity.

“Do you still need a moment?”

The voice of the cashier breaks Y/N out of her analytical thoughts of the stranger standing a few feet behind her. She nods, re-situating her purse on her left shoulder. 

“Uh, please. He can go ahead if he’s ready.” Y/N gestures behind her and the cashier nods, asking the man behind her if he was ready to order yet. He steps up to the front counter, eyes trained on his feet as if he couldn’t walk without watching every step he took. 

His energy was intense and Y/N wasn’t sure how much longer she could ignore it. Something about him was reeling her in— his aura wasn’t looking too bright at the moment, but she could just tell it usually was. She felt compelled to take away his pain, and she hadn’t spoken a single word to him yet. While he was placing his order, Y/N internally debated on whether or not she should “accidentally” graze his arm when they walked past each other. Would that be weird? What if she wasn’t able to redirect his negative energy elsewhere? While she did love to help whenever she could, some people’s emotional baggage was just a little too heavy. She didn’t know him. For all she knew, he could be a killer!

He turns back around once he’s finished ordering and stands by the entrance, out of Y/N’s way. The pair lock eyes again as Y/N makes her way back to the counter to order. Once again, he quickly looked away from her. Y/N’s trying to ignore the annoying nagging feeling she gets when she wants to help someone, but it’s unrelenting. She makes up her mind that once she’s done, she will approach this stranger to get a better read on his emotions. 

“Nice weather we’re having today, isn’t it?” She cringes at her choice of a conversation starter and hopes he doesn’t notice. Y/N folds her hands across her chest, forcing herself not to reach out to him. He nods.

“Lovely.”

The tone of his voice causes Y/N to wince. It was sharp and short. He was clearly not in the mood to converse. Although Y/N knows this, she continues on.

“I love this place. I think I come here at least twice a month–– what’s your go-to order?”

The man turns to fully face Y/N this time, his aura now more red than blue. He was beginning to grow annoyed with her small talk. 

“Green curry and stir-fried vegetables.” He doesn’t ask Y/N for her order, so she takes this as her signal to stop speaking to him. The bell above the door jingles, signaling another persons’ entry. Their aura is shining gold–– Y/N would not have to interfere. 

Y/N moves away from this man, deciding not to speak to him anymore. She was getting better at accepting the fact that no matter how much she wanted to, it was impossible to help everyone. As he collected his food from the front and turned to leave, not sparing Y/N another glance, she silently hoped that whatever was wrong with this man would not last.

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Harry was in a funk. There was no denying it, and he was over feeling so terribly. He hadn’t been feeling like himself for far too long. It seemed like everyone wanted something from him when he had nothing left to give. Jeff had set unrealistic deadlines, his mother was upset with him for not calling enough, and he was exhausted from constantly traveling and waking up in a new time zone. Harry needed a break.

Harry’s mind wandered to the pretty girl in the Thai place. She seemed inquisitive. She was very curious about his go-to order, and she was standing a little too close for his comfort. Harry was surprised when she didn’t ask him for a picture. He wasn’t trying to be cocky, but nearly everyone he met asked him for a picture–– he was Harry Styles. However, it was almost like this girl didn’t know who he was. She didn’t seem starstruck in the slightest.

While Harry was waiting for the light to change, it dawned on him that he may have been a tad bit rude to her. He noticed her happy expression drop when he shut her down, but he didn’t feel like talking. He liked to move from place to place as quickly as he could in the off chance he got recognized and it started circulating on Twitter. Still, he couldn’t help feeling a little bad. She was sweet like honey–– or so it seemed. In their brief interaction, she bought him comfort.

Harry wanted to turn back around and go back to the restaurant to check if she was still there. What would be the point, though? She would most likely be long gone by the time he made it back over there, as she did order immediately after him. Harry’s torn out of his thoughts when the cars behind him start honking, and he realizes the light must’ve turned green. He decides not to think about the confrontation anymore. 

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The world works in mysterious ways. 

Y/N was sure she’d never encounter the grumpy man from her favorite Thai restaurant again but yet here she was in another situation that involved take-out and him. His aura was dark indigo this time. Stress? Isolation? Y/N didn’t know, but she wanted to help him. In her eyes, there was no reason for anyone to be down this badly. She just wanted everyone to be as happy as she (almost) always was! She takes a deep breath before approaching him.

“Hi. How are you?”

Harry was absorbed in a text conversation involving his manager and stylist when a sweet, familiar voice interrupts him. 

“I’m okay, thank you. Yourself? Also, we’ve spoken before, I believe.”

She nods, a troubled look on her face. “We have. At the Thai place. How are you, though? Really.”

Harry was beginning to find her a bit strange (but still incredibly gorgeous, even more than he did before now that he got a good look at her face). Why was she so concerned with how he was feeling? Was she going to ask him for a picture or not? As Harry opened his mouth to again tell her he was fine, the desire to tell her how he was really feeling came over him. So he did.

“Honestly? ‘M exhausted. I’ve been doing a lot of traveling and my manager wants a lot from me. I think I jus’ need a break.” 

He radiated red. Anxiety? Anger?

“What do you do for work?” Now it was Harry’s turn to wear the troubled look.

“I don’t mean this to be rude, but you’re serious?”

Y/N nods, reaching out to place her hand on his shoulder. Just as quickly as she touches him she removes her hand, and she’s almost certain he didn’t even feel her touch. She notices him let out a visible sigh of relief, his aura changing from a red to a pale yellow. Optimism. Positivity. This causes her to let out her own sigh of relief. 

“You’re feeling better! That’s great.” Y/N was not able to redirect his negative energy as the restaurant was too crowded and she didn’t want to risk putting it on anyone else, and she was feeling him. He was stressed, overworked, and anxious. Y/N just wanted to go home and nap, no longer in the mood for the food she just ordered.

Harry decided she was definitely odd but in the most endearing way possible. “How do you know I’m feeling better? Wait, am I feeling better?” Y/N watches as he works through his emotions, his aura ranging in color before settling back on pale yellow. 

“Are you?” Y/N knows the answer to this of course, but she wants to hear him say it.

“I think I am. I’ve been feelin’ horrible all week but saying how I felt out loud to you automatically made me feel better. Kind of weird, but I won’t question it. Thank you for asking…,” Harry scrunches his nose, a distasteful expression on his face. “I don’t think ‘ve gotten your name yet.”

Y/N gives him a small, forced smile. “I’m Y/F/N Y/L/N. It’s nice to meet you. I’ll be seeing you around, I think.” Before Harry can tell her his name she’s gone.

And she didn’t even grab her food.

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Y/N felt like she had been hit by a ton of bricks. How one person could carry around all this emotional baggage was beyond her, but she wanted it gone. Immediately.

There was a spell Y/N kept on hand for times like these. Times when she couldn’t redirect the negative energy before it got to her. Times when it was just too much to carry. Y/N had regretfully done this spell more times than she could count and was an expert at reciting it from memory. The vile was open and ready to capture the negative energy that would shortly be leaving her.

Y/N works quickly to complete the process, unsure of what time her roommate would come barreling through the door. She had caught her doing things she deemed strange one too many times (she thought her roommate almost figured out who she really was when she caught her having a full-on conversation with her cat, Sapphire, once). She was beginning to run out of excuses for her “unusual” behavior. Y/N mutters under her breath, willing the energy to exit her.

She notices right away when it leaves her. She feels lighter— like her usual self again. She guides the energy into the vile and immediately seals it, hurrying into her room to lock it away. Y/N kept a box in her closet that she only opened if she had to. It was her Pandora’s Box, in a way. Nothing bad would be released into the world if she opened the box, but if the viles’ were opened then the bad energy she trapped would be re-released into the world, finding its way back to their original owners.

Y/N feels like she can breathe again once she bolts the box. She hoped that whatever he was doing, wherever this man was, he was still feeling okay. 

Also, for his sake and everyone’s around him, she hoped he got a break.

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Y/N was on Harry’s mind. 

Something about her was magnetic. He wished he’d gotten more information about her than only her name, but she left him in such a hurry he could hardly process their conversation. Harry felt like a madman! He searched ‘Y/F/N Y/L/N’ on all social media platforms, but he couldn’t find her anywhere. It was dumb luck that he had ran into her twice in such a short time span, and he hoped good things happened in threes and he would see her again.

He was almost certain that Jeff thought he was losing his mind.

Harry tried explaining his interaction with Y/N first at the Thai food spot and again when he was getting Greek food, but Jeff thought Harry was so sleep deprived he was imagining things. 

“How did you see a beautiful, young woman who didn’t freak out or ask for a picture? Doesn’t make sense. You’re Harry Styles.”

“That’s what I thought!” Harry exclaimed wildly. He holds his phone up. “I’m thinkin’ she really doesn’t know who I am, though. I couldn’t find her on any social media platform. It’s like she’s off the grid or somethin’.”

“No social media at all? A little weird, isn’t it?”

“It’s fitting for her. If you met her then you would understand what I meant,” Harry felt the need to defend this alluring stranger who took away his pain just by listening to him speak. “Look at me, Jeff. Don’t I seem so much better than I was jus’ a few days ago?”

His manager couldn’t deny that Harry’s mood (and attitude) had done a 360. He didn’t complain about being woken up early and he happily consented to do not one, but two interviews.

“I mean, yeah? I guess––”

“Thanks to her!” Harry cuts him off. “I’m telling you. I need to see her again and thank her for whatever she did.”

“How are you going to do that?” 

Harry leaned back against the counter in Jeff’s kitchen, mulling the question over. It was a valid one. How was he going to do that? He already tried to no avail to find her on social media. He hardly knew anything about her. All he knew was her name, that they seemed to have a similar taste in food, and that she went to the Thai spot at least two times a month. 

That was it.

In one last effort to contact Y/N again, Harry planned to go to the Thai food place, pray the cashier who was working when he went in earlier this week was there, and leave his number with her. It was a risky move, probably not the smartest thing he could do, and Jeff would for sure drop him as a client if he knew Harry was doing things like this. Harry didn’t care. Phone numbers could always be changed, and he was desperate. 

If Harry couldn’t contact Y/N, he would wait for her to contact him.

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Y/N was confused.

She stopped at her favorite Thai food spot (sooner in the month than anticipated, but she had another long day), ordered her usual, and was about to leave when the sweet cashier who was always there insisted she takes the piece of paper with ‘HARRY’ followed by a phone number scrawled on it.

“For me?” Y/N was confused. Something like this had never happened to her before. I mean, does it happen to anyone?

“He insisted,” the cashier warmly responds. “I’ve been waiting for you to come back–– knew you would soon enough.” Y/N’s face flushes at this and she makes a mental note to start cooking more.

“Well…,” Y/N trails off, not sure what to say. “Thank you? I guess I’ll give him a call and let him know you’ve done well.” The cashier’s aura shines pink. Affection. Love.

“You should. Take care!”

Y/N leaves the restaurant with the crumpled piece of paper in her sweaty hands, eager to get home as soon as possible. She wasn’t sure what it was, but something told her not to disregard him. His reaching out was a sign–– and Y/N did not ignore signs.

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“She hasn’t called me yet.”

“It’s been five days, Harry. She probably doesn’t eat Thai food every day. I can’t believe you did something so fuckin’ stupid…”

Jeff’s reprimanding fades into the background as Harry drifts off into daydreaming about what it would be like if– when- Y/N finally called him. Would she find him obsessed? What if she thought he was stalking her? Harry decided that when she called, he would immediately clear things up. He’d thank her for her kindness (his trademark) and see how she was doing. She left the Greek food place so abruptly when he last saw her that he was under the impression something was bothering her. Harry wasn’t sure what he could do to help if something was troubling her, but he could at least extend a listening ear to her as she did to him.

“Harry, are you listening?”

“What was that?”

Jeff shakes his head at Harry, an amused expression on his face. “Man, I hope she calls you soon.”

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The phone rang three times. After the third ring, his gruff voice came through the other end of the phone.

“Hello?”

Y/N sharply inhales, suddenly growing nervous. “Is this Harry?” Silence. Y/N was preparing to repeat herself when he spoke again.

“Is this Y/N?”

Now it’s Y/N’s turn to be silent. Harry says nothing, awaiting her response. “Well, it is. You sound familiar–– how do we know each other?”

“Now that ’m actually able to talk to you, it sounds a bit silly…” He seems unsure of himself. “Promise y’won’t laugh at me?”

“I promise.”

Y/N says it with such conviction that Harry believes her, and it gives him the confidence he needs to proceed. “I was havin’ a hard time a couple of weeks ago. I was in line to get some falafel and you asked me what was wrong. What was really wrong.” Y/N says nothing, so Harry continues.

“I told you I was exhausted from work ‘nd wanted a break. That’s it, y’know? But I immediately felt better afterward. I’ve actually been feelin’ great ever since. I jus’ wanted to thank you, is all. I know it sounds weird and it’s probably all in m’head but I feel like talkin’ with you was just what I needed.” Harry’s rambling, nerves finally catching up to him. She was gorgeous and he was afraid she would think he was insane. 

“I’m glad to hear you’re still feeling better, Harry. That’s great.” Y/N’s voice is gentle and soft and to Harry, hearing her speak was just as comforting as getting a hug from his mum.

“I’m also really sorry that I was such a dick when you tried talkin’ to me the first time at the Thai spot,'' Harry feels embarrassed, stumbling over his words. “Not sure if you remember but I was just havin’ a shit day. I thought you were gonna ask for a picture and I just wasn’t in the mood.”

Y/N doesn’t say anything and Harry winces, certain he’s offended her when she starts talking again. 

“That’s okay. I know you were having a bad day.” 

“How did you know I was having a bad day?” Again, Y/N pauses before answering. 

“Well, I didn’t do anything to you for you to be so rude to me. I knew it had to be a problem involving yourself.” Harry notices that Y/N speaks very slowly. It’s as if she considers every word before she speaks. He’s intrigued by her. 

“That is very true.” Y/N doesn’t say anything so Harry takes it as his cue to keep talking. “I’m sorry if me leaving my number at the restaurant creeped you out. I hope you didn’t feel obligated to call me.”

“Not at all. I’ve actually been wondering how you were doing since we had our encounter at the Greek place–– that doesn’t creep you out either, right?”

Y/N was hypnotizing. Harry was infatuated. 

“Not at all.”

“Can I ask you something, Harry?”

“Course.”

“Why would I want a picture with you?”

Harry had to get to know her.

“Do y’wanna grab coffee sometime?”

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Something was definitely different about Y/N–– Harry just couldn’t put his finger on what it was. To begin, she truly had absolutely no idea who Harry was. At first, he thought she was just messing with him, but he quickly realized she was being serious. Y/N said she had “heard of” One Direction, but she never listened to the band’s music. Harry supposed that could account for her being unaware as to who he was. Maybe he wasn’t a “household name” like Jeff always said he was. 

Harry was also right about her not having social media. When he asked Y/N why she didn’t use it, she said she preferred to occupy her time with more substantial things. She didn’t elaborate, and Harry didn’t ask. She was however very interested to learn what a big social media following Harry had. He tweeted the word “Do” and they watched as the internet went wild trying to decipher what he meant. He even started trending worldwide for it. It made sense to Y/N after that why Harry was so intent on not taking off his sunglasses and beanie.

Y/N was having a great time analyzing his aura. 

She noticed that whenever someone glanced in their direction, his aura briefly turned red. Anxiety. When Y/N attempted to make a joke, it turned pink (she chose not to analyze that too much). Mainly though, his aura shone that beautiful, pale yellow that Y/N loved to see the most. Harry was doing well. He was happy. Y/N would not have to intervene today.

She couldn’t explain why, but she felt obligated to help him. Even though his energy made her feel so terribly last time, she would’ve still taken away his pain if he was blue without even thinking twice about it. Why was she so drawn to him? Y/N wasn’t sure what it was about Harry that drew her in, but she knew she would do anything to help him. Anything to see him happy.

Unbeknownst to Y/N, Harry felt the same way.

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Y/N missed Harry terribly.

She wanted to call him–– just a brief conversation to see if he was doing okay. He mentioned when they last saw each other nearly two weeks prior that he was going to be very busy in the coming days, and she wondered if he still was. Harry told Y/N that he loved his job (of course he did!), but being so busy sometimes really hurt him. Not just mentally, but physically as well. 

She longed for him.

Y/N searched through her call list for Harry’s number and immediately tapped it, listening closely as it rang. She was about to end the call in defeat when Harry answered at the last moment.

“Hello?” He sounded tired, under the weather.

“Harry,” Y/N begins. “I haven’t heard from you in a bit and I just wanted to see if all was well. How do you feel?”

“Hi Y/N,” Harry perks up slightly, but he still sounds a bit congested. “‘M not sure if you can tell from m’voice, but I’ve got a cold.”

Although Y/N wishes with every fiber of her being that she could rid Harry of his cold, she cannot. However, she can make sure all is well with his mind. 

“I’m sorry to hear that,” she pauses for a moment as she usually does, hoping Harry can tell how sincere she’s being on the other end. “How do you feel though? Are you still feeling happy?”

“Jus’ feelin’ not the greatest again. I’ve been stuck in my house with this fuckin’ cold and haven’t seen anyone in days.”

“I can come over.” Y/N doesn’t think twice before offering. If he had to suffer physically, she at least wanted him to feel okay mentally.

“I don’t want to get you sick. It’s okay–”

“I don’t mind, really. I’ll keep you company.”

Harry doesn’t say anything and Y/N’s sure she must’ve creeped him out. They don’t even know each other well and here she was offering to come over to his home and keep him company while he was sick. She’s about to rescind her offer when he lets out a loud sigh.

“My manager might kill me if he finds out I did this… but sure, let me give you my address.”

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As soon as Harry got off the phone, he sprung into action. His home was a mess. There were crumpled up tissues all over the floor beside his bed, a sink full of dishes, and he’s pretty sure every bathroom in his house was a mess. He opted to not have anyone over to clean up after him as he didn’t want to risk getting anyone sick and man did it show.

He quickly gathered up all the tissues and threw them into the bin in the corner of his bedroom, surveying the rest of the mess before deciding he and Y/N wouldn’t be spending time in there, anyway. He was going to focus on the mess downstairs, instead. He loaded his dishwasher and record time and used disinfectant wipes on every surface he could in the kitchen, dining room, and living room. He then surveyed the bathrooms and cleaned the one with the least amount of mess, closing the doors to the other ones. He would worry about those some other time. 

Harry was nervous to have Y/N over. He was just nervous to be around her in general. He missed her over the past couple of weeks but he opted out of contacting her, terrified that he was a bother. After Harry finished cleaning in record time, it dawned on him that he didn’t really have any food prepared to offer Y/N. If she was coming over to his house just to cheer him up, the least he could do was offer her something to eat. Harry hated doing things like this, but he was desperate. He texted his assistant and asked if they could drop off some food from the Greek place he and Y/N liked, making a mental note to find out what other places she enjoyed eating at for next time.

Y/N gets to his house much sooner than he was anticipating.

He rushes to his front door, looking through the peephole before opening the door. Y/N has a big smile on her face and looks absolutely gorgeous, as she usually does. She has a huge water bottle in one hand and a tote bag with the phases of the moon slung over her shoulder. He’s never seen it before and thinks it’s lovely.

“Hi,” Harry says breathlessly. “Thanks for coming. Uh, come in please.”

Y/N smiles and takes a small step forward, crossing the threshold of Harry’s home. She thought it was incredible–– and rather clean. “What can I do to help?” 

Harry was getting used to Y/N’s straightforward approach to things, so he’s not phased by her question. “Jus’ you bein’ here is great, honestly.”

Y/N can see that Harry’s aura is that deep indigo that she’s not fond of, but she wonders if he can work through it himself before she steps in. “So it’s just your cold that’s got you feeling down? Can we sit down and talk about it?”

“Sure. Also, not sure if you’ve eaten yet or not but I’m gettin’ some food dropped off for us.”

“That sounds great, I haven’t had dinner yet so thank you. Can we sit?” Y/N doesn’t wait for Harry to answer. She makes her way to his plush couch in the adjoining room, walking through the place like she’s been there before. Harry loves it.

“I think I told you the gist of it on the phone earlier,” Harry says, settling onto the couch beside her. He leaves some space in between them since he doesn’t want to risk getting her sick, but he wishes he was closer to her. “I’ve been feelin’ down ‘cause I’ve been stuck in the house with this cold. S’not fun.” Y/N hums in understanding. Harry notices that she reaches out her hand to him slightly and then quickly retracts it, but he doesn’t mention it. Y/N says nothing, just continues looking inquisitively at him. Harry doesn’t feel uncomfortable under her gaze–– he stares back. 

“Something’s making you feel nervous. What is it?”

Harry isn’t surprised that she was able to figure out there was more to what he was feeling than just loneliness. How was he supposed to tell Y/N that she was the reason for his nervousness, though?

“It’s nothing. I promise.”

“I don’t think so.”

Harry scratches the back of his neck nervously. “How are you so good at reading me? S’like you’re inside my brain, Y/N.” He lets out a little chuckle after saying this but quickly stops when he realizes Y/N isn’t laughing along with him.

“You’re just easy to read,” she cooly responds after a second. “Why are you so nervous? Do you have something coming up for work?”

“Not really…” 

“Then what is it? Something going on with someone in your family?” 

Harry was quickly realizing Y/N wouldn’t drop this unless Harry gave her an answer. He silently hopes for the best before answering her. 

“It’s you,” he mumbles, shifting around uncomfortably on his couch. “You make me nervous.” Y/N watches as his aura changes from red and blue to pink, and his cheeks flush slightly. 

“Why do I make you nervous?”

“You just do.”

“Why? Have I done something to hurt you?”

Y/N was so painfully oblivious that it was cute. Harry was quickly realizing that his heart doubled in size every time he talked to her.

“No. Quite the opposite, actually,” Harry reaches in the pocket of his sweatpants for a tissue, facing away from her while he pauses to blow his nose. “You’re so… you’re jus’ very interesting. Mesmerizing, really.”

Y/N feels her skin heat up at Harry’s compliment. His aura is still shining pink, the brightest pink she’s ever seen since meeting him. She was sad to see there was still quite a bit of indigo and red, though. “Thank you. That’s very sweet of you.”

Before Y/N can stop herself, she reaches out to grab Harry’s hand. Immediately she feels his energy transfer to her and without thinking, Y/N flicks her finger out of force of habit. The beautifully potted Pothos that Harry has sitting on his television stand instantly droops, leaves turning brown and wilted. 

Harry’s completely perplexed.

The first thing he notices is that he’s feeling better. Great, even. He feels as good as he felt after the interaction he had with Y/N in the Greek food place all those weeks ago. The next thing he notices is that his gorgeous Pothos, a plant that is nearly impossible to kill, is dead.

And it was all Y/N’s doing.

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[tickle-bugs]

Hi! Do you have any advice for those who want to start writing?

Yes! So honored you asked. I'll put it below the cut. Other writers, feel free to chime in!

(Gearing this specifically towards tickle fics because, well, *gestures around*)

- Mentioned it a whole bunch in my other advice post but it really is a big deal: Write for yourself. I cannot stress it enough. Whatever you like to write, make sure you're having fun and you're writing what you like.

- Find your style! There is no krabby patty formula for The Ideal Style. Everyone has different preferences. Your preferences matter most! If you like all caps laughter dialogue? Great! No laughter dialogue at all? Cool! Reader fics? Nice! First person fics? Sick (pos)! Most people emulate the things that they like to read in their writing and I think that's a great place to start! I like 3rd person POV with an internal monologue and that's what I stick to, pretty much.

- Follow your inspirations. Okay so this one, yes, but be careful. If you like someone's writing or style, there's nothing wrong with emulating it/borrowing bits. That's how I learned to draw, actually (and how most artists learn their craft). If you like a certain author and they do something you like, try it out for yourself! I personally am not a fan of laughter dialogue, so I looked to the amazing writers around me to see how they describe laughs/sensation. It's a great way to learn, because your voice and style will filter through. What this doesn't mean, though, is plagiarizing. Not to sound like a school teacher but if it ain't yours, don't use it.

- Your style will change. Embrace it. I have improved so much since my first fics, and I did that by embracing change. Changing things up is good, actually, and it helps keep things fresh for you! Take a risk, switch something up, etc. It'll help avoid feeling like your fics are stale.

- Writing is practice. The only way you can possibly learn is by doing it. Whether or not you have a blog, just get writing! Try things out! Pick a pairing/group/character and experiment. That's how I started my blog in the first place. I posted a few FinnPoe experiments that I had and decided that I liked it here. Practice, practice, practice, my loves. Don't crunch or make yourself miserable.

- (re: write for yourself, writing is practice) if you find yourself writing fics for the sake of writing/attention, not because you enjoy it, then step back. I had...trauma relating to creating any sort of fandom content because of this. Not everything is gonna be sunshine and roses (talked about in the next point), but if you feel miserable, it's okay to take a break. I don't want to lean too heavily on this, but if you'd like to read more on it, this post about covers it.

- You don't have to like everything you make, okay? You really don't. Don't let anyone tell you that you do. Not every fic is gonna be the Mona Lisa, either. I have many a fic that I've made that I loathe--some posted, some not. Sometimes you run out of steam, sometimes the idea doesn't blossom how you want, sometimes you just fall out of love with a fic. That's okay and normal. Just try to learn from the creative experience for your next go around.

- Taking prompts is hard. Don't hurt yourself. This...is one I need to get better at. If you're looking to run a blog and take prompts (which you don't have to do, btw), that's so cool and funky fresh of you, but do so with your health in mind. Please. If you get a prompt for something you don't like/are uncomfortable with, you don't have to write it. If you are creating content, you have no obligation to create anything that makes you uncomfortable.

If you wanna take prompts, take a number you can handle and the ones that inspire you most. If you have to decline a prompt, that's totally fine. Start and don't finish? That's okay too. People may be disappointed, but you matter more than that disappointment. I can talk more about taking prompts in another post if anyone's interested but I'll leave it at that for now.

- (Re: writing is practice) Get going! Easier said than done, I know, but really do get going. No amount of theorizing is gonna get a fic done, just do it. Try it out. You and your writing are worthy and ever-growing. The writers you idolize are likely agonizing over a WIP or five (hey writers go write a sentence on one of your WIPs rn). Take the leap and try.

- It's okay to work on a fic little by little. I have literally 30+ fics cooking at the moment. Every once in a while I add a paragraph or two. Sometimes I get inspired and write a fic or two in one go. I've had WIPs I've been sitting on since my blog's inception (*casts a sidelong glance at the Home Again series*) and that's perfectly okay. You'll see some people churning out fics every week. If that's you, great! If that's not you, that's okay. Be gentle with yourself.

- (Re: writing is practice, get going) Headcanons and drabbles do wonders for inspiration. I do this all the time. Tell us your thoughts on a character, write something short, etc. It's a great way to dip your toes in the water. Ask for headcanon requests if you want! I have a headcanon tag and I treat it like my spice rack when I write. Not only will writing little bite-sized bits help your brain get going, you'll be able to lean on these bits for later works. Do one of those little "send me a character" ask memes! Reblog a sentence starter list and ask for submissions! Or just do them on your own! Get going.

- Submit fics if you want! My submission box is open (I only take SFW submissions at the moment) and other writers likely take them too. Send an ask/message and ask the person (me included) if it's okay to submit something, and they'll host that fic on their blog! This is ideal for anon writers who don't want to/can't run a blog. I always sing the praises of having a blog because there's nothing better than having a space that's yours, but if you're nervous, that's an excellent place to start. Make sure you follow any submission rules that person may have (and sign your work)! AO3 is an excellent avenue as well.

- EDIT: Writing is like riding a bike. It may take some time for you to get used to it/get into a groove you’re happy with. That’s okay. Take your time and soon enough you’ll be on your way. If you fall, just make sure you get back up.

If you're looking for a sign to start, this is it. I believe in you. If anyone has any more questions, feel free to ask. Anon, I hope this helps <3

Other writers feel free to add your own advice!

#advice tag #bug answers #anon #thank you for asking <3 #if anyone has questions/comments my askbox is open and so are my dms #if you'd like to talk in specifics ('how was your experience writing x fic?' 'how did you do y?') im always happy to do so as well #if you want clarification/me to expand on one of the points above lmk! i have plenty more to say #sorry if i sound aggressive/tense/hostile at any point. ive made my fair share of mistakes and i dont want anyone to follow in my footsteps #hope this helps!!!! #writers feel free to add to this <3

[dabi-drift]

Could we have a shy s/o who asks geten out on a date + relationship headcanons please, sorry if this is too much you can pick one or the other if you want✨ btw I love your work, always looking forward to your posts!

Ahh, this was such a cute concept to me! It’s a little longer than usual, and I spent virtually all day on it, so I hope it’s good! And thank youuuu!! That’s awesome, and so appreciated! ^^

Geten’s Shy S/O Asking Him Out:

❈ Your timidity was all-consuming, and really impacted on your social relations. When in a conversation, you'd find yourself unable to look the person in the eyes. Your gaze would drift to the ground, like you didn’t feel worthy enough to even give the illusion of being on their level. A raised head would've sent out the wrong signals. You didn’t want anyone thinking you over-confident, or a narcissist.

❈ Instead, you were seen as a quiet, obedient MLA member, who preferred lone training, but worried incessantly about fighting. After all, that meant interacting with people - something you absolutely did not support.

❈ As such, you'd only spoken with Geten two or three times, in passing. Yet, he was always on your mind. You wanted to extinguish your feelings so, so badly! He was a million times better than you - way out of your league! It was a wonder why you'd ever fallen in the first place. What was the point, when all you'd get was heartbreak?

❈ You were convinced that's all you'd ever get.

❈ But your heart just couldn’t let go.

❈ 3/4 of your word count were probably apologies, so you wouldn’t be surprised if he found you strange.

❈ Surely he wouldn’t want such a shy, soft-spoken partner?

❈ …But you just couldn’t let him go. If you never even tried to court him, he'd find someone else, and it'd destroy you! He was always on your mind, even when he shouldn’t be - you fawned over him, like a desperate fan. He was so strong, so pretty…a violent little cutie. From your rose-tinted perspective, he had no faults.

❈ That fiery attitude might disenchant the average admirer, but at this point, you were a veteran, in way too deep. What you felt…it was infinitely stronger than a crush. It never wavered…never faded.

❈ You had journals full of phrases like "I wish, with the might of all the stars, that you would look at me the way I look at you.", and short pieces proclaiming your love for him. And to really cement this point, you had his name written in hearts. Many hearts. Spanning like,, an entire journal.

❈ You almost worshipped him, as though he were a god, or an entire religion.

❈ …It wasn’t easy, being in love. You were resolved to tell him, but you couldn’t do that in a public area. You'd have to drag him somewhere more private. The thought made you flush. What if he grew suspicious? Or assumed you wanted to hurt him?? Nothing could've been further from the truth. But since you had trouble speaking, and your face would definitely be on fire…he'd be cautious, maybe even angry?

❈ Oh god, you did not want him to be angry! If that happened, you'd chicken out immediately. He'd have you running for the hills, getting the hell out of Deika City and never, ever showing your face there again. And in the worst case, the embarrassment and fear might force you out of Japan. You'd have to change your name, get a new social security number, find a new job and apartment…

❈ Why was it so difficult to confess?? You wanted to be so naturally eloquent with your words, so confident and clever, that he'd be compelled to swoon. You commanded greater mastery over the written word, but you needed to tell him in person. You needed him to hear, to feel the emotion behind them. You had to be taken seriously. You had to try.

❈ So try you did. You managed to catch him as he walked toward one of Deika's many training grounds. You were alone, save for the birds that chirped overhead. The frosty weather bit at your cheeks, but you couldn’t be deterred. Not anymore. It was now or never.

❈ You had the stage, and his full attention. It was so nerve-wracking!

❈ "Geten…! Um, I-I've really admired - uh, liked!...Loved! Yeah…um, I've…for a while now, a-and…I wanted to tell you…! So, uh…if it  i-isn't too much trouble, um…p-please go out with me!"

❈ You stood with a lowered head, uncomfortably basking in the silence that followed. You couldn’t meet his eyes, for fear of seeing an emotion you knew you wouldn’t be able to bear.

❈ "…Go out? Where would we go?"

❈ You looked up, mouth hanging open in shock. A light blush sat atop his cheeks…so he'd understood your feelings, at least.

❈ "U-Uh…it means…um…" Your voice got progressively quieter, as you realised that you had to teach him what a relationship actually was.

❈ "Speak up. You're hard to hear." He huffed, though he didn’t seem angry.

❈ Okay, so I don't have to move countries.

❈ "It's, um…d-d-dating…? It's m-more than friends, like uh…r-romantic…holding hands and k-k-kissing and stuff…!"

❈ He blushed harder, and despite his efforts to hide it under the fur of his Parka, you saw it. There was another round of silence, like he was considering the pros and cons of 'dating' you.

❈ Finally, he reached a decision.

❈ "I guess…I'll 'go out' with you."

& Relationship Headcanons: 

❈ This boy doesn't know a ton about love, so you're gonna have to teach him what it means to: 1) have a partner, and 2) show affection toward said partner. He's never been in a position quite like this before, so he's definitely a slow-starter.

❈ Make no mistake, though - he does love you. And due to both his ideology and strength, he's fiercely loyal and protective. If you have a 'weak' Meta Ability, he'll be a little disappointed (for the future generation, y'know?), but it just means he has to shield you from any and all dangers. It's a responsibility he cherishes. He's never really had to look out for anyone but himself, so it's a nice change of pace.

❈ Initially, he isn't sure about the whole 'dating' and 'lovers' thing. You're still incredibly shy, and whenever he tries to hold your hand, you go bright red and shuffle your feet awkwardly. He'll take that the wrong way.

❈ It takes many, many weeks for you to gather up the courage to ask for a kiss. Geten obliges almost instantly, but hesitates when he sees you shaking.

❈ It's more from excitement than embarrassment, but he doesn't know that.

❈ Of course you're excited! You're finally, finally gonna kiss the boy you love. But you're also nervous. It's your first kiss, after all. You want it to be perfect, but you're scared you're gonna mess up. And if you do, you're worried he'll hate you. If you mess up, you ruin the experience for two people.

❈ So you make 10000% sure he's okay with it, and you make him swear on his life that he won't be mad at you.

❈ He's of the opinion that you can always try again, but in your mind, it's a life or death scenario.

❈ If you take too long, over-think (no doubt you will) or start to falter, he'll just crash your lips together, albeit sloppily. He doesn't care about gentle or rough, messy or clean…as long as you're connected. He'll place one hand on your waist, and pin you to the wall. For someone so inexperienced, his movements gradually get more professional.

❈ In reality, he's researching this for you

❈ You'll snuggle up to Geten during the summer months, because despite his inability to create ice, his body temperature is still quite low.

❈ You get to see him without the Parka. No-one gets to see him without the Parka. Consider yourself a lucky, lucky bastard.

❈ Your shyness won't disappear, but around Geten, you definitely become more composed. After a few months, or even a year, that is. In the beginning, you're nothing but a nervous, stuttering wreck, who can't stand beside him for more than ten seconds without melting.

❈ Oh, you might want those plane tickets after all, because he's gonna find your journals eventually (when he's absolutely head-over-heals in love with you). Don't worry though, he'll think they're cute, and a testament to how amazing you are as a partner.

❈ Honestly, your heart holds so much value to him. He'll never, ever let you give it to someone else. He's whipped - completely, totally…and he isn't afraid to admit it!

❈ Once the PLF is formed, he'll seek you out to join the Violet Regiment (but be in the same room as Dabi, and blood will be shed).

❈ Everyone headcanons him as Geten's biggest romantic rival, and I'm not here to argue with that

❈ He's bad with words, so he'll rely on actions! Just don't expect any PDA (unless he's jealous)!! <3

#bnha #geten #geten x reader #bnha geten #meta liberation army #dabi #is this good enough?? #god i'm so insecure #i wanna scream lmao #my hero academia

[agendratum]

OK so, i wanted to put my two cents in on these two topics:

1. the statement i once saw, made by someone, who, i’m not sure, was reading the same novel as i am. it went somewhere along these lines: “the novel implies that in his first life wei wuxian wasn’t interested in lan wangji or even in men at all”

2. the general idea that wei wuxian (specifically novel!wwx, i mean, obv all of this is just about novel!wwx or novel!lwj) is oblivious dummy, who can’t see what’s happening in front of his own nose, doesn’t understand not only lwj’s feelings towards him, but also not even self-aware enough to understand his own 

(idk if it was obvious from my previous posts on this website, but i’m a wei wuxian apologist so you should probably know that before i proceed)

i’m gonna quote the paragraph that prompted me to think about all this, it’s worded a bit differently in russian, but the point still stands:

Although in the past few days, he felt that Lan WangJi probably regarded him highly and differently from other people, he’d never dared to guess just how ‘highly’ it was or if ‘differently’ was the kind that he thought. Wei WuXian never thought of being confident as bad, and in fact prided himself on such a thought. Legends often gossiped about the YiLing Patriarch’s allegedly amorous life, but in reality, he’d never experienced such hectic feelings before. He used to think that Lan WangJi was too easy of a person to understand, but things were different now. He feared that he was the only one who thought of them that way, that it was all his own wishful thinking, that he was too confident for his own good.

lets start with the first statement and go waay back in time. first of all, the idea that wei wuxian wasn’t interested in lan wangji is kinda ridiculous to me, as this boy spent the entire time he was in gusu summer camp trying to get lan wangji’s attention, annoy him into friendship with him, he gifted him rabbits goddamnit. he had a whole fanclub of boys going on in gusu summer camp, he had girls in the nearby town swoon by him, and yet he focused his attention on lan wangji, but clearly he wasn’t interested, right. 

and then during sunshot they kept arguing and having bad experiences with each other, and yet wei wuxian couldn’t stop himself from being drawn to lan wangji, initiating conversation, that situation with the headband, that time he invited him to the inn. considering that every one of their encounters would end pretty badly, there was no reason for him to try again and again to build that friendship that he told himself wasn’t even possible. and yet he kept trying, and then in yiling he invited lan wangji to have a dinner with him, but of course he wasn’t interested. 

second of all, and it kinda bothers me a lot, actually, he wasn’t interested in men in his first life? yeah no shit. for starters, how old was he? 15? 17? you know, not all of us came to terms with our sexuality when we were digging up shit in a sandbox. it can happen later. it can happen much later. but what caught my attention in that paragraph i quoted above “but in reality, he’d never experienced such hectic feelings before.” was wei wuxian not interested in men in his first life? sure! according to the novel, he also wasn’t much interested in women! was it ever a consideration, that perhaps, for a teenager going through war and also shitload of other terrible events, romantic endeavors might have not been a priority? sure, he had an image, he had a reputation of a shameless dumbass to protect, but do we not know it was a pretence? it’s almost like characters like nie huaisang don’t exist. 

but also specifically for a teenager who was already experiencing his first crush, that he didn’t acknowledge much, because, once again, he had a lot of other shit to worry about

this brings me not very smoothly to the second statement. and i wanna start by giving some more credit to wei wuxian (who isn’t as dumb as he sometimes seems) and take some credit from lan wangji (who is a bit dumber than i thought he is), which brings them to the same level of idiots in love. 

wei wuxian doesn’t understand what lan wangji is feeling towards him. yeah. to be fair, adult lan wangji did a lot of things, some of which were more obvious than the others. but lan wangji wasn’t always like that. if i recall correctly, he spent almost the entirety of gusu summer camp rejecting wwx’s attempts in friendship, being an asshole and just plain rude (yes, wwx also was rude, but still) (yes, on the inside lan wangji was panicking in gay, but on the outside he was Just Rude, and WE know that, wei wuxian doesn’t). in the cave? lan wangji is overwhelmed and once again kinda rude to wwx, and he bites him, and again, WE know that lwj is probably going through a lot, wei wuxian knows less. moreover, later in the novel there is some more context given to why wei wuxian reacted like that to being bitten by lan wangji, our guy is straight up scared of being bitten, because he associates biting with dogs. they both were having kinda a shit time in that cave and i can’t blame them. during sunshot lan wangji was constantly arguing with wei wuxian and pretty openly dissaproving of his ways that he didn’t understand for obvious reasons. none of this says “i’m your friend and also i’m in love with you and i’m not actually trying to control you or reject you, i just don’t know what else to do”

and every time lan wangji would master his bravery to do something that would make his feelings more obvious, he would do it while wei wuxian couldn’t possible know that lan wangji was doing it. (e.g. singing wangixan to him in the cave while wei wuxian is out of it because of the fever, kissing him while he’s blindfolded). and the last chance in wwx’s first life that lwj got to confess his feelings, wei wuxian was simply not in the state to remember it or even process what was happening at all. 

coming back to his second life, wei wuxian actually becomes aware of his own feelings. not immediately, but dude was just dead like a few days ago, give him some time. and it’s not that he doesn’t notice that adult lan wangji now treats him differently, and certainly not how he treats anyone else, wei wuxian is straight up just afraid, without a direct conformation, that he’s still misunderstanding something. and taking in consideration all that i said previously, i can’t blame him. if any of these two could actually use their words, and ask questions they wanted to ask, this whole mess could have been avoided. but lan wangji can’t be direct (he doesn’t want to impose), and wei wuxian can’t trust indirect hints (he puts lan wangji way above himself and doesn’t believe hanguang-jun could get down to “his level”). 

and so they operate on this perfectly dysfunctional system of “i’ll just carry on with my own agenda, hoping for nothing in return” and also:

wwx: i’ll get him drunk (if he wants to get drunk) to just ask a few questions that i can’t ask while he’s sober

lwj: i’ll get drunk to be a little bit more free around wei ying, as i can’t be like that while i’m sober and i won’t remember it anyway

and, surprise, it doesn’t help their understanding of each other’s feelings. it doesn’t mean that wei wuxian is that oblivious, it just mean that things can’t work out like that, you need to TALK sometimes. (i didn’t get there yet, but thank god for lan xichen). in fact, that terrible system of communication makes things worse and i’m pretty sure the novel is being very clear that it wants you too to understand that it makes things worse.

their terrible inability to communicate properly results into that chapter that i just read. they operate in the previously learned patterns: wei wuxian buys alcohol, cause he wants to ask lan wangji this important question, lan wangji gets drunk, cause he doesn’t want to be present in this reality (relatable) (drinking to forget is bad, kids), and shit goes down. 

wei wuxian doesn’t want to take advantage of drunk lan wangji, but then he gets carried way, and drunk lan wangji gets carried away and things happen. and by the end of it, both sober, they BOTH think that they forced the other one to do something he didn’t want to do and they both feel terrible about that. (once again, i’m pretty sure that the novel is very clear about how it’s actually bad to have sex with someone blackout drunk) so wei wuxian ends up thinking that he took advantage oh lan wangji who wasn’t in control of himself, lan wangji thinks that he lost control of himself and took advantage of wei wuxian who didn’t protest out of gratitude to lan wangji (his worst fear, btw). 

i got slightly carried away from my original topic, but it just pisses me off that someone looks at this and really thinks that the novel is glorifying this behaviour or whatever. it’s terrible, they both feel terrible, the novel is yelling at them to talk instead of getting drunk and fucking. 

so yeah, wei wuxian isn’t that oblivious. but that situation doesn’t clear anything out, actually, because by the end of the day lan wangji sobers up, and wei wuxian sees his reaction to what happened, which was not a good reaction, and how is he supposed to understand lan wangji’s thought process correctly if he never says anything?  so wei wuxian ends up thinking that yeah, he gave in to his own wishful thinking, and terribly terribly fucked up (i mean, he did fuck up, but not as much as he thinks). 

idk how to end this so i just hope my point came across as i intended it and i’m just glad it’s all out

#yana reads mdzs #and defends wwx #and the novel #and just rants in general

[ohnobjyx]

Hi, im wondering about recent clip of D/D/U. I guess yibo is a playful person with his friends. I saw how he teased CX and being pampered by his U/N/I/Q hyung. Im rarely interact with ant!s but due to that clip (CX) all his cp fan happy while leaving hateful comment to B/X/G. Its hurt me when they so hateful to h-o-m-o but okay to h-e-t-e-r-o. Why oh why!?!?! This is only my sharing thought. I love reading ur opinions btw. BJYXSZD!!!

Hi, fabellevixxi95! They are talking about TTXS 200719′s episode, for those who are wondering when did this ask happen (yes, I know, I do answer late).

First of all, there are a lot of CPs featuring dd with a lot of people. His old bros from UNIQ, any female with whom he interacts beyond a “hi”, DZW, etc.

(There’s a really noteworthy douyin from DZW explaining the concept of “CP” to his mother: “when you’re very good bros, people start naming your friendship as CP, (...) like the one I have with WYB”. Golden).

I really can’t judge anyone for adhering to a CP, since it’s the same thing I’m doing, but leaving hateful comments, insulting, and outright refusing to back down and apologize for their insults is not right. Be careful of those people, sometimes they aren’t even fans, but antis trying to stir up problems. Don’t engage, block and report if they’re going against the guidelines of the platform they are in.

Okay, since that part is out now, I leave my thoughts about this CP under the cut.

Disclaimer: fake fake fake.

To be honest, I looked into dd-CX CP out of curiosity, to compare a little bit. I couldn’t even find the name of the CP at first, but it was apparent soon enough as to why: they use the same bjyx initials with the “xiao” being CX’s name. However “bjyx” as a CP name has long been taken over by bxg.

I think many people prefer him being with CX (or any other female celebrity actually) because of 2 reasons:

Homophobia. It was difficult for me to realize that a lot of people are lowkey homophobic. They won’t say “ew, gays”, but they’ll say “it’s obvious he’s with a girl instead of with a man, he can’t be gay”. They are much reluctant to admit the possibility of anyone being in a relationship with a person of the same gender, though they’ll often defend themselves with something along the lines of “hey, I have many queer friends, I’m not homophobic!”

There’s a type of fan (let’s call them gf-fans) that fantasize with the possibility of being their idol’s partner. This, in gg and dd’s case, happens much more often with female fans, who then will grasp at straws to continue believing that their idol is completely straight. Thus why they’re much more willing to see a CP with a female idol (when they accept that their idol might not be single): they feel much more identified with a female than a male.

There’s also a curious phenomenon with these “girlfriend-type” of fans: imo, they’re much more open to an hetero CP because they know it’s just rumours and that it’s much more likely to be false, so that fulfills their fantasy of maybe someday meeting their idol and making them fall head over heels in love with them.

(That’s why many bxg pay a lot of attention to what mtjj outright refuse to discuss about. Like hotpot).

It has often been commented that dd’s CP with CX is one of the most “solid” ones, even though CX has said:

She and dd had collaborated twice in a couple choreographies by the time she went for the first time (prior to dd’s birthday special in 2018) to TTXS, and she said both times they hadn’t said a word to each other outside of work.

She called dd “modern monk” in his birthday special last year, and said that he lacked interest in women.

They started to get along much better when they hosted a skateboarding variety show together in 2019, most likely due to shared interests and work related issues. That had to make the CP reach its peak, because I don’t think I’ve seen a lot of these fans nowadays.

(They got comfortable enough for dd to say that she is very heavy, because he couldn’t carry her princess-style, which she didn’t appreciate at all. Trust me, no idol would have liked that).

Dd started to treat CX as a friend, so it probably made people’s eyes fall out of their sockets, because his interactions with women are scarce and very controlled. It is to the point that some fans say he must be gay because of the nature of his interactions with women.

But... I kind of understand him? People tend to forget that he grew up in South Korea, at the age when boys and girls start to interact and make friends with people of the opposite gender. The majority of the boys usually play with other boys and most of the girls play with other girls, specially in countries so conservative as China or South Korea (it’s a generalization, but it’s what happens 🤷‍♀️).

So, at the age when boys and girls start to mingle, he was in South Korea, living in an all boys dorm and studying with other male trainees (from what I know, mixed dorms are extremely hard to find even for university students), in a society where skin touch between a boy and girl with no romantic relationship is frowned upon. I’m aware that there’s a spectrum of types of couples, but even holding hands is rare for some couples there (let’s leave the sexism that still exists in those countries for another day, but they certainly have room to improve in that issue).

Moreover, dd, for all he is bold when no words are required, is quite shy. He’s coming out of his shell, but many of his interactions with women come from a time where I think it was more shyness what made him “cold” (and many people had said that he’s shy rather than cold, and dd himself says “I’m a slow starter” meaning he needs time to be familiar with other people).

That’s why, from my pov, his stilted, uncomfortable interactions with women (in the past) steems from the environment he grew up in + knowing he’s being observed all the time. There’s a video of him dropping a pen, surrounded by girls in skirts in an event, and to pick it up, he drops carefully, facing away from the girls, and keeping his eyes locked on the pen.

(I’m leaving my own speculation about their sexuality for another post, but just as a spoiler, I’m between gay and bi, leaning towards gay for some reasons).

All in all, dd is a playful person with his friends. He has every right to be however he wants. The fact that he’s comfortable enough to tease his female coworkers is just proof that he’s grown out of his awkward phase and that he has found people he likes to work with, no matter their gender.

The fact that some people take friendship as a CP is a phenomenon that will gradually dispel once he works with more women. I really don’t understand the blind RPS with no real proof (beware of fanservicing), but I’m fine if it’s the CP of their project, ofc. So I hope the fans who want him to be straight because it fits their image of him or whatever reason can just accept that he’s living for himself, not for their fantasies. 

#yizhan #bjyx #cx cp #ttxs 200719

[dangan-happy]

give me back my glitter, monomi!!!

hi mods, i hope things are doing well for all of you.. i don't usually do things like this, but I'm desperate, i guess. i don't really have anyone to go to. i DO have online friends, but they're already busy with their own problems and i don't want to make it worse.

since lockdown and online school started, my executive dysfunction is getting worse. i keep submit my assignments past due date. it's so hard for me to start working for some reason... especially past the due dates. i usually had my energy and motivation in this kind of stuff after some time recovering (even though it took months...), but after almost a year, i just can't seem to grasp that energy and motivation anymore. the feeling of overwhelm and fear keeps holding me back.

my parents don't help either. they keep me up until 12 or 1 am almost every nights doing extra chores. I'm more focused at nights, so i feel exhausted and passed out the whole day most of the time. if i tell them i have assignments to do, no matter how important it is, they would get angry and threaten to punish me by taking my devices away (which is not good bc i need them for school).

i did ask for help in a server i used to be in, they said sleeping, showering, and taking walks would help. but I'm not allowed to go outside, and if I *do* sleep, I don't have much time for assignments except for chores given by my parents. showering and pacing around my room wont help either. and if i DO get time to do my assignments, i would be scared and doubting to do it and find myself staring blankly at the wall for a long time.

i can't even do my own hobbies like drawing and reading novels because i keep worrying about my assignments!!!! but like i said before.. it's so hard to start working and stay focused. i tried so hard, but i keep blanking out.. and my hands refused to work. i swear, i really tried and i HATE being not able to work like any other normal students.

I'm scared for my future. my grades decide for my future and my family depend on it. I'm very close on graduating highschool. I'm the oldest child of two, yet I'm not showing a good example infront of my younger brother (who is 7 btw). I swear I'm trying to be a better person, not just for my family but also for myself.... I want to work hard, I want to be a good student like I used to be but I find it very difficult. I feel so alone.

that's all i could remember in my mind. thinking about it in more details make me feel horrible. i wouldn't ask for advices because i doubt they could help me anymore (although the efforts would be appreciated), but may i ask for encouragement from komaeda, rantaro and/or taichi fujisaki? (if all three can't make it, then I'll ask for taichi only instead if that's no trouble) i keep feeling about giving up and i don't want that. maybe a little push? my English isnt my main language, i hope i make sense. thaank you and have a nice day!

H-Holy moly with a side of macaroni, kiddo. That’s a huge plateful right there; you truly have been going through a lot, huh? Don’t worry about your English, by the way; for it not being your main language, you did a great job! Phew, for a moment there, I was almost ready to program some advice. Heh, see what I did there, kiddo? A-Anyway, I’m just glad you spoke up about just wanting some encouragement and a bit of a push instead. I hope a average programmer like myself can do just that.

Kiddo, I acknowledge that things are really rough for you right now. I-It probably feels like you’re up against this huge computer virus that you can’t seem to destroy or shake off. O-Okay, that was sort of a bad, bias metaphor, so I’ll say something else. It... I-It probably feels like despair; despair that might feel too overwhelming for you. But while I may know more about programming than anything else first, I do know something else that isn’t related to programming, and that is: You can and will get through this. I-I believe in the power of hope, and you should, too! I have hope in you, kiddo, and I mean that. I have hope that you’ll be able to fix your academic issues; hope that you’ll continue to work hard and better yourself as a individual; hope that you’ll succeed and show others just how talented you truly are. Of course, I know you didn’t ask for advice, b-but just keep in mind that if you ever need to confide in someone, please confide in someone. Don’t hold it all in. Whether it be me, someone else on this blog, or someone else entirely in your life, just try not to bottle it all up, o-okay?

I see a bright, hopeful future for you, kiddo. I-I’m serious! I’m more serious than when I finished my most recent programming project last minute, and that project was... a rather important, huge one. L-Like I said, things are rough right now, but that doesn’t determine your future. As long as you try your best, th-then what more can anyone ask for? I-I only ask for the best from my child, and so, the same goes for you, too, kiddo. J-Just do your best to stay on the side of hope, and keep your head held up high. I’ll even help you with gaining some hope of your own, if you want.

I-I know you didn’t ask for one, but if hugs count as giving you a little push, then mind if I give you one, kiddo? Y-You deserve it for having to deal with this much despair and fighting back against it. I hope some of this made you feel better and gave you what you wanted. I’ll be on my computer if I’m needed again, kiddo.

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Hey there anon, don't worry about it. I'm happy to help out. Things are going pretty well for me, thanks for asking, but let's focus on you now. I'm real sorry you're so desperate. Yeah, this whole blog thing is an interesting way to do things, but I'm glad we can be an outlet for you, at least for now. That's a real nice thing for you to do, worrying about your friends like that. Just know that you don't have to keep things like this in. You're not a burden, and you don't have to stay quiet. I can't say I know too much about executive dysfunction, at least at a personal experience level, but I do have a general idea of what it is. Times are freaking crazy. It makes sense that you're relapsing, as crappy as that is. You said that fear is holding you back, and is there something specific that makes you afraid? Maybe exploring that will help you out a little.

Yeah, it doesn't sound like your parents are any help at all! What chore is important enough for you to stay up past midnight? That seems more than a little crazy in my book, and I think that's probably a big thing that's holding you back from getting stuff done. You've obviously heard this before, but sleep is important. With the chores thing and device thing combined, yeah, they're a huge roadblock. Yeah, that is some pretty good general advice you got from the other server, but yeah, I don't think that's gonna be too helpful for your specific situation. Is there any way you could motivate yourself? That's another thing that doesn't help in all situations, but it's something to keep in mind. Hey, you can't help the fact that you don't work like other students, you can't control your feelings all the time, and that's ok. It sounds like you're stuck in a cycle of chores, minimal sleep and stress over assignments, and that would take a toll on anyone. Could you use your hobbies as a way to motivate yourself? Maybe work for five minutes, then read or draw for five minutes?

Hey, you're almost graduating, and I think that's awesome! Even if you're struggling a little now, you've come a long way. Honestly, I don't think you should feel too guilty about not being a good example. Honestly, I don't think you're a bad example at all. The odds are kind of against you, and you got things and people actively making it harder. I can tell how hard you're working, and that's seriously amazing. You've sure as hell earned my respect. I think you're actively fighting to be the person you want to be, and I'm so proud of you for that. You're not alone, that's for sure. I'm no stellar student myself, and I've seen a whole lot of people give up way faster than you have. It's ok, you got your point across, and you don't gotta think about it anymore if you don't want to. Honestly, yeah I don't think I have a whole lot of advice aside for this. I think you wanna talk to teachers, or a counselor, or any other professional who can get you some extra help. There's not a lot I or any non professional can do on our ends, and I think the extra help would really help you out. Yeah, you sure as hell shouldn't give up. You're so close, and you're not as hopeless as you think you are. I can tell you're fighting for this, and I know you can make it all the way through. It might take a little bit of extra work, but I know you're tough and resourceful enough to see this through to the end. You're already a good person, and continuing to want to be better is really impressive. You're an amazing person, and you can handle this ok? Try to have a little faith in yourself. Honestly, your English seems fine to me, I never would have guessed it wasn't your first language. Anyways, I really hope this helped, I wish I could do more for you. You can do this, I know you can. I hope you have a nice day too!

My my Anon, your Luck seems to be all over the place. Truly Despair is trying to sink it’s disgusting claws into your life. Your English was fine Anon. You did a good job if I do say so myself, hehe. I’m glad you were able to calm and talk to us! I may not be the best but I shall try everything in my power to raise your Hope.

For starters, friends are supposed to help each other, it’s what makes you friends after all! If they are uncomfortable with you venting or that’s what you think, try asking them first before doing so, sometimes people aren’t ready to handle emotions like that. This pandemic has done a number on many of people. I’m sorry that it’s been going worse for you. Turning in assignments on time must be hard as well. But in my opinion, turning them in is better than not turning them in at all. Doing your work is also very important. I’m glad that even if you do have little energy, you try to use it to do your work. Trying to get energy to do anything is hard as well. I’d consider that burn out. Sometimes you just need time for your brain to heal, to process things that are happening in your life. I’m sure it’s quite overwhelming, how school has to take extra precautions and be online, or a hybrid class. It must all be very difficult to grasp.

Your parents seem to be a bit...strict? Having you up and doing chores for that long and that late isn’t good for anyone. It seems you tried explaining to them beforehand, but I’d like to see if you could try one more time. If that doesn’t help, maybe talk to a family member to help you out in some way? Maybe they help make your parents listen to you.

Hehe sorry, I’ve just been giving you advice this entire time! My bad, can’t help trying to help people, even if I’m garbage. Anon, I applaud you for coming this far, through all this crap and Despair, you’ve been trying your best to push on! Even through the darkness you’re still trying to be a good student and do your work! I’m so proud of you! I’m glad that you’re trying to take steps to help improve your energy as well, taking care of yourself is very important in any situation, no matter how little energy that you have! Once you graduate you won’t have to worry about this stuff for a while, and maybe things will get easier! I know your brother knows you’re trying your best, he can see it I’m sure! I hope you don’t mind I give you a hug! Hopefully it’ll help take the weight of your shoulders and give you some Hope.

#danganronpa #danganronpa roleplay blog #ask #taichi fujisaki #mod hajime #rantaro amami #mod rantaro #nagito komaeda #mod nagito

[captaincoffeegirl515]

I just saw the live-action Mulan movie, and in short, it sucked.

It’s not worth the money! Not worth the 37 dollars you’ll need to pay so that you can merely rent the movie. Don’t worry, I pirated it. I didn’t give Disney any money, and I’m writing this so you won’t have to as well.

To think, my mom was so excited about this film especially since we are Chinese and the animated Mulan film was one of her favourite Disney films. But throughout the film, we were disappointed again and again.

First of all, the directing, camera work, pacing, and editing was terrible. The pacing of the movie was all over the place. The fight scenes especially, were so erratic and badly put together. Either they’d have the scene move at a normal pace but would cut and change to a new angle or perspective multiple times until you can barely tell if there were any hits or what they were doing. Or they would do slow-mo and do a zoom-in on Mulan’s blank, stiff face.

They had Donnie Yen, a famous martial artist and actor, doing some incredible swordsmanship and martial arts in front of the soldiers but then they ruined it by constantly cutting away from him to some random blank-faced soldier. What wasted potential!

Did I mention the blank faces. Everyone looked so stiff during the movie, barely any proper acting done. This was especially obvious with the Witch, whose face barely seems to move. The most emotional I saw her was when she had teary eyes, but still, the rest of her face stayed smooth.

My biggest problem lay with the fact that they took the sexism of the animated Mulan movie and managed to crank it up to a thousand. The whole concept of chi/qi was wrong. For starters, real chi lies in everyone, and it does not give you superpowers or suddenly makes you a good fighter. But in the movie, apparently only men can use chi and gain superpowers, and that if a woman somehow had chi then she’s a witch and must be outcast or killed. And it made it seem like the only reason Mulan could keep up with the men or be better than them was because she had these superpowers. I honestly have no words to express my anger and disappointment at this.

I understand they removed Mushu in the live action since it was offensive to Chinese mythology. But replacing it with a phoenix based on Greek mythology?? That made no sense. And not only that, the CGI was terrible. Not only did it look obviously fake, my siblings and I all felt like the phoenix was made of paper. One of them joked that it was a kite. The coloring also reminded me of the bird in Wings of Time that I saw in Sentosa Singapore.

Btw, Chinese don’t have any concept of witches or witch hunts. Lord knows why Disney tried to put more Western concepts when they wanted to make an Asian movie.

Moving on to the characters and their chemistry. In short, there was none. Little to none actually. I don’t understand why Honghui was supposed to be her love interest. No chemistry and barely any meaningful interactions. They met with him insulting her and continuing to insult her throughout most of their scenes. The “love interest” also spent a lot of his time staring at Mulan like one of those creepy perverts that you try your best to ignore. Is this really the kind of lesson you want to teach kids?

And Ling? Yao? Chien-po? What happened to them? Their names were barely mentioned and their characterizations were so one-dimensional. There were not enough scenes building them up as proper characters, which made them easily forgettable. Because of this, we also had trouble telling all of the soldiers apart, and this includes Honghui and Cricket. Cricket was initially mistaken as Chien-po. There was even less time emphasizing their friendship with Mulan. I also didn’t understand why the need to add Cricket in the movie as another soldier. Disney still didn’t give him any proper growth or arc beyond that one shining moment with the arrow. I also didn’t understand why he suddenly decided to play dead at the end of the corridor fight. Another “dramatic moment” that fell flat.

Where do I begin with the Witch? Shan Yu was an incredible bad guy already. Why did they try to make his falcon human and have her as a witch? For the most part, it seemed like she was just there to drive down the movie’s point that women should be subjugated. She had the power to kill Bori Khan easily, but… chose not to because she thought he would help make her not an outcast?? And even when she changed sides, instead of idk killing Bori Khan when he tried to shoot Mulan, she just… flew… in front of… the arrow… and died. Wow.

What was Bori Khan’s revenge supposed to be anyways? For the most part, it looked like he was trying to slow-cook the Emperor. Like what was up with the random forges and the 2 inch pool of lava?? Were forges back then even hot enough to make lava and have it stay red hot the whole time even when it was in that pool?? Also, swords do NOT melt that fast.

Also, the part where Bori Khan was talking to the captured Emperor was so unintentionally funny. Like at the end of every sentence he would just suddenly make sparks with his weapon at the Emperor’s face. If it was a one-time thing, it would have been fine. But he just… kept… doing it. And with every strike I just started laughing more and more.

The Emperor was… something. Of course he was probably one of the men who has chi powers judging by his sleeve attacks. Honestly, that part felt so random, my siblings and I were all laughing and going “what??”. His voice was so clearly dubbed in, and badly done. He also seemed to have been given the clunkiest dialogue in the movie. I also miss the scene in the animated movie where Shan Yu tells the Emperor to bow down to him and the Emperor replies, “No matter how strong the wind blows, the mountain cannot bow down to it.” because that line was awesome.

The sister’s character was also completely unnecessary. According to Disney, she’s to showcase Mulan’s devotion to her family and give her more motivation to do what she does. But?? She took her father's place in the war to protect him?? Wasn’t the whole point of her story is her pretending to be a man to protect her father from certain death?? Is that not already a huge motivational factor and shows her devotion to her family??

Does anyone else also find it weird that when Mulan was in the army, everyone referred to her by her full name? Like everyone had their first names and were called that, but for Mulan it was always Hua Jun? Btw for those not aware, with Chinese names, the surname is at the beginning. Hua is Mulan’s surname. So shouldn’t they be calling her simply as Jun??

Moving on, I have to bring attention to several of the changes in the movie. It’s like they cut out all the scenes that gave the movie an emotional impact and replaced it with bland scenes that didn’t add to the story at all. Her decision to take her father’s place in the war and steal his armor was replaced with some weird thing about her getting lost and the phoenix having to bail her out.

The incredible moment when Mulan gets the arrow from the top of the post was replaced by bringing two buckets to the top of the mountain. Anyone who is strong and determined enough would have been able to do that. With the arrow, she needed to think and strategize, using the weights to help carry her up. With the buckets, she just used her chi superpowers.

The drama and shock as the happily-singing soldiers come upon the destroyed village becomes a drawn-out traveling scene that has the General asking Mulan to marry his daughter, and then cuts to the army at the village.

The scene where it looked like Shang was going to kill Mulan but then he spares her because she saved his life is gone completely since they decided to split Shang into two characters instead. Even Mulan’s line where she says, “You believe Ping, why not Mulan?” was given to Honghui instead, robbing Mulan of her moment.

Honestly, there was no need for the Witch and her fight scene with Mulan, but apparently in the movie, chi is weakened by dishonesty. It’s weird that the Witch is even telling her that since they’re supposedly enemies, and telling her about the dishonesty will make Mulan stronger.

Another thing is Disney’s weirdly intense focus on arranged marriages and matchmaking, with multiple characters mentioning whether or not they are matched or asking others if they are. Even at the end, the sister goes “oh I am matched”. I didn’t see the point of having that in the movie.

I almost forgot about the trebuchet/catapult! The Rourans are supposed to be a Nomadic people. Where are they finding the time and energy to drag that gigantic thing around? I also have to mention that the Rourans had some incredibly good aim when firing at the soldiers but missed by a long shot when they fired at where Mulan was hiding. That was… dumb, to say the least.

How did Mulan even get there anyways? And how did she carry all those helmets with only two hands? I’m even giving her some leeway because there are people who can control a horse with just their legs. The actress for Mulan also has clearly never fired an arrow before and was not given training for it. The way she loaded the arrows and how her fingers sprung open like that screamed CGI arrows

And now I’m remembering the random horse gymnastics the Rourans used to turn around on their horse so that they could fire arrows while riding. It looked cool, yes, but I don’t think that was the most efficient way to turn around.

Back to the fight scene, Mulan managed to go from chasing the Rourans into the mountains and fighting the Witch, to back to where her army was, then somehow teleported to a different mountain behind where the Rourans were. She also somehow outran an avalanche?? She also killed her own men in that avalanche. Not the best plan in my opinion.

Ultimately, Mulan’s growth and arc to become a soldier and hero of China was undermined by the fact that she was already perfect due to her chi powers. There was no need for her to grow and train because her chi made her strong, her chi made her skillful. And because of this, she lost her relatability. I hate to say this, but she became a Marysue.

I don’t know where to put this but Mulan’s makeup and outfit for the matchmaker scene was the ugliest thing I have ever seen. Green eyebrows?? Really?? What happened to her face? What happened to her dress? Everyone’s costumes also felt unrealistically colorful for a poor farming village.

Lastly, I’m sure many of you know that Disney worked with, credited, and gave thanks to the Xinjiang authorities. Those authorities are responsible for imprisoning up to TWO MILLION Uighur Muslims in concentration camps, forcing them to learn and be patriotic about China’s communist doctrine and propoganda, not allowing them to practice their faith, and subjecting them to horrific conditions, torture, sexual abuse, forced sterilization, brainwashing, and other abuses.

To end this overly wordy review, I don’t understand why Disney would willingly get so much wrong. They tried very hard to make changes and appeal to the Chinese audience but refused to have Chinese creators to help with the screenplay, directing, costume and makeup, etc. Now all they’ve done is alienate said audience.

#mulan 2020 #mulan #disney #rant

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clarke griffin sucks here’s why

Hi! I’ve wanted to actually write some anti-Clarke discourse for a while now, specially because I’ve hated her since I first heard her talk to someone else in the show, but I was always hesitant because of blorkes and Clarke stans and all that. Well, I’m doing it anyway.

(DISCLAIMER: all this comes from her depiction in the show. I have no idea how book Clarke is, since I’ve never read the The 100 books. Now buckle up and enjoy my angry and not-that-thought-out rant.) (And I’m putting it under the cut because it is... a lot.)

I know many people started to dislike Clarke after season 3 or whatever, but I believe she has been problematic since the beginning. 

For starters, she put herself in a position of power during season 1, and that’s a fact. People say she “had no choice but to become a leader”, but that’s a lie. Just like Bellamy did, she made the decision to bear leadership: from the moment they arrived, she was already making orders and trying to boss people around. Was she wrong? No, she wasn’t! She wanted to keep herself and others alive, which is a good thing. But she didn’t have to. Btw, if she had never done anything things wouldn’t have change, to be honest, since they did not get to Mount Weather and built their little cute camp around the dropship. I mean, Jasper wouldn’t have been speared and they would have found out about the Grounders a bit later, but I think nothing much would’ve happened. Actually, maybe things with the Grounders would have been easier, considering I firmly believe the theory that the only reason they attacked Jasper in the first place was because he was all happy about finding Mount Weather, the place that had been kidnapping and killing Grounders for a long ass time. 

My point is: I believe Clarke wasn’t actually needed as a leader when they first came down to Earth. I think she was just a spoiled priviledged girl, just like Bellamy said she was, who could not get around to letting go of the power she held. There was no more priviledged and non-priviledged, so she secured her influence by becoming a leader. 

An important statement that people tend to forget: she was just as guilty as Bellamy was for Murphy’s hanging, if not more. She was always talking about justice and whatnot, but when she had the chance to be just, she wasn’t. A knife is not enough evidence to fucking accuse someone of murder — during 1918 and 1919, there was a serial murder going around called “The Axeman of New Orleans”, who used axes he found in people’s houses to kill them (I’m a fan of true crime sorry not sorry). If police went by Clarke’s logic, the dead would’ve been the murderers, which certainly does not make much sense. The least she could’ve done was talking to him separately, conducted a trial or whatever, anything but accusing Murphy of murder before the whole camp. She knew they hated him, and so did Bellamy, and that’s why Bellamy didn’t want her to tell everyone about Wells’ yet. And yes, sure, she was grieving, but grief is still not an excuse for what she did to Murphy, it isn’t. She might have tried to stop the hanging later or whatever, but it was still a direct consequence of her actions and would not have happened at all if she had stopped to think for even a moment. The truth is that Clarke does not comprehend that she can actually be wrong, a fact that repeats itself multiple times throughout the series.

(There are other times she fucks up during season 1, but Murphy’s hanging is what stands out the most to me, so I decided to leave it on that. But don’t worry, I have many other examples!)

I can’t even express how much she pissed me off during season 2. Yes, Mount Weather was a very suspicious place and she was right to be wary, but how could she leave her people and escape? She wanted to get help and all that, but she fucking knew they were bleeding out the Grounders and was definetely aware they would soon try something alike to the 48, and she still left them. She left them alone and clueless to the danger they were in, and she didn’t even know if the Ark had come down alright or if there were other survivors. Mount Weather was lying to them about not finding anyone but she couldn’t be sure of that — everyone could have been fucking dead and she would have left her “people” to die too.

I’m not even gonna talk about Lexa’s betrayal because that wasn’t actually her fault, I admit that. Was she stupid to trust a Grounder? Yes. Should she have considered the fact they tried to kill Raven the first opportunity they got (when Lexa’s cup was poisoned) and the fact that the Grounders did not trust them because of Finn and wrongly Raven? Obviously. Does that make Lexa’s betrayal her fault? No, but she should have seen it coming, tbh.

And, again, she put herself in a position of power where she wasn’t needed. There were actual adults ready to look for a better solution, but she didn’t let them. Of course she didn’t  — how could Princess Griffin let go of her power?

Letting Mount Weather drop the bomb on TonDC was... horrible. It was not the act of a leader and it was not the act of a good person. It was selfish, it was the act of someone who leaves their people to die with the excuse of “looking for help” without even knowing if there is help waiting for them at all. It would have revealed Bellamy’s position, yes, but Bellamy would have preferred that than letting people die like Clarke and Lexa did. THEY LET PEOPLE DIE. Hundreds of people! God, they didn’t save the Grounders and the Skaikru that had come for a DIPLOMATIC AND PACIFIC reunion, but Clarke really thought her deal with Lexa would mean something if a better deal appeared, right? Damn, that was naive.

And then she left her people again by the end of the season, of course. “I bear it so others don’t have to” my ass — Bellamy still went apeshit and Jasper still got depressed and no one actually saw her bearing it, so they bear it too. The only thing girlie did was leave behind responsibility and betray her friends so she didn’t have to face regret for her actions. Meanwhile, people needed her, since she had put herself in a position of power for so long that everyone actually looked up at her, for some unknown reason, since she mainly fucked things up.

I don’t remember season 3 that well, but I know that Bellamy’s rant to her when she came back and was trying to be his friend was absolutely reasonable and true. She fucked off into the woods, represented Skaikru in Polis without them knowing for a while, came back to Arkadia and tried to get some power again, but then no one cared about her. Bellamy was too busy making the wrong decisions because of his emotional pain and sorrow to actually give a shit and they had greater things to solve than filling Clarke’s need to be worshipped.

Also, the whole “blood must not have blood” shit? Funny, real funny. It’s just like Lexa pointed out: “blood must not have blood until it applies to your people”. She is SUCH a hypocrite it pains me. And she did not spare Emerson for “blood must not have blood”, she did it because she knew it would make him suffer more and that came back to bite her in the ass. Karma’s a bitch, I guess. And she tried to make Luna become Commander against her will, which I’m not gonna talk about, but was just really fucked up.

I think my hatred for Clarke peaked during season 4. First, she didn’t want to tell the Grounders the world was about to end again and was apparently okay with letting them burn, until Roan found out and got mad about it. She tried to become Commander, blatantly disrespecting Grounder culture just so she could boss all the people in the world around. “She wanted to help!” “She had no choice!” Yes, sure, she had no choice but lying to everyone and disrespecting a whole nation. She couldn’t, you know, talk about it. Okay. I mean, that’s how Clarke does things, right? Kill and deceive first, give a half-assed apology later. It has been working so far, there’s no reason for her to stop.

Forcing Luna to give them her bone marrow? Very problematic, but “Welcome to Mount Weather” was one of my favorite Raven quotes. Abby was also a fucking bitch for being alright with killing Emori but throwing a tantrum when Clarke finally came to her senses and decided to test Nightblood on herself instead of murdering people who went all the way there to help her, but that’s not what I’m focusing on.

Locking Murphy up while she attempted to kill Emori? Not good. Emori knew from the beginning she would be chosen for testing Nightblood — she is a Grounder, and Clarke’s disregard for Grounders has been made very clear before. (And no, having a Grounder girlfriend in a very unprofessional and non-diplomatic way does not excuse her from discriminating against Grounders.)

And then she took over the bunker, disrespecting Grounder culture once again by betraying the conclave and, well, many people. (I know Echo did it too, but I’m not talking about Echo right now so if someone brings this up I’m gonna riot.) I also think it’s funny how she was always talking about saving everyone and all that shit but was so fucking fast to leave Raven, Octavia, Monty, Harper and Kane to die. You know, the people who were supposed to be her friends and all that. Oh, well.

Then Octavia won. And she still did not open the bunker. Man, opening the bunker would save so many lives, including the life of her oh-so-called best friend’s sister, but she still didn’t do it. Classic Clarke God-complex: she decides who is worth saving, and the Grounders aren’t. Then there’s the whole thing with holding Bellamy at gunpoint and then using “but I didn’t shoot!” as an apology. Bitch, it isn’t about shooting, it is about the fact you looked your supposed best friend straight in the eyes and pointed a gun at him, threatening to kill him if he dared to try and save his sister and many others of certain death.

She sacrificed herself by the end of this season, great. I mean, yeah, that was nice of her. Congrats for doing a good thing for once, I guess, even though she knew she probably wouldn’t be able to get back in time anyway so the least she could do was making sure the others lived. I wish she had actually died then, it would’ve been a great end to her arc (finally saving her friends at the cost of her life after betraying them and leaving them to die repeatedly — damn, I might had even started to like her a bit after that) and I would be able to stand the worshipping of her done at the start of season 5, since she would be, yk, dead. Sadly, that did not happen.

She was a villain during season 5 just like Octavia and I wish she had been depicted that way. She wanted to kill Blodreina (because just overthrowing her wouldn’t do) but she wasn’t okay with letting Madi take the chip. I know these are different things, but see it like that: killing Octavia was a way of taking control of Wonkru at the expense of a life. Madi becoming Commander was a way to take control of Wonkru at the expense of Madi’s childhood. Are any of them good? Not really, but Commander Madi does not envolve killing someone and even has a nice ring to it. Besides, Madi had given consent to taking the chip.

(Another point: Octavia was actually thrown into a position of power, just like everyone claims Clarke was. Octavia was the conclave’s champion and was expected and even obligated to lead, while Clarke simply decided she was more competent than the others and became a self-proclaimed leader. After that, she whined for all seasons about how she didn’t want leadership. Octavia never did that, despite being the one who became a leader unwillingly. Just like Raven put, Octavia and Clarke are the same, but Octavia doesn’t pretend to feel bad for empathy points. Damn, I love Raven.)

She left Bellamy to die in the fighting pit, because now Madi is the one she cares about so fuck everyone else. She gave over Raven and Shaw and let them be tortured for nothing. She betrayed literally everyone and was the one to put McCreary in a position strong enough he had the power to literally destroy Earth. Clarke Griffin was directly responsible for Earth’s end.

And then she said “sorry, I had no choice” and most characters fucking forgave her. I hate the way this series throws Clarke’s half-assed apologies onto us and expect us to accept them. I think it is very annoying, since Clarke would be an awesome villain, but they insist in making her one of the good guys, even with the whole “there’s no good guys” theme, which I wholeheartedly believe to be just a way to justify why Clarke needs to be forgiven again and again and again. It is not much more than bad writing, to be honest.

During season 6 she again becomes a leader without being prompted to. I loved Josephine and I think that the fact Clarke wasn’t actually Clarke was the only reason I didn’t absolutely despised her like I have done for the previous seasons. Again, I would have loved it if she had actually died then. Imagine Josephine becoming a main character for season 7 too? Amazing, brilliant, showstopping, incredible.

And she is not even there for season 7, at least until “The Queen’s Gambit” lol. Guess they finally saw how much of an annoying character she is. The only thing I remember of her is the “I don’t believe in Karma” thing, which was... expected. I mean, someone who has done as much harm as she has can’t believe in Karma anyway or she wouldn’t be able to sleep at night, and Clarke’s whole thing is about pretending to be sorry but not actually trying to change, so we can’t have that.

In conclusion, Clarke Griffin fucking sucks. She is a bad person and the way everyone always forgives every bad thing she does is bad writing. The series tries to sell her as one of the characters on the “good” side, but she actively works against it. She is not even a GOOD villain to watch, like Murphy was for many seasons. She is just an annoying character with a God complex who fucks things up, betrays her friends and lets people die again and again and then is forgiven because she is supposed to be an admirable main character. She is selfish and abusive and manipulative and power-hungry and fucking sucks, so please don’t stan her.

And that’s on that! Nice.

(DISCLAIMER PART 2: this blog DOES NOT support Eliza Taylor and Bob Morley, specially after Arryn Zech’s accusations. I know we cannot be sure of anything, but I prefer to side with a potential liar than with a potential abuser.)

#so this was it #bitch went OFF #i got a little carried away #i spent so long on this #i just have a lot on my mind #when talking about clarke griffin and her fuck ups #anti clarke griffin #anti clarke #anti bellarke #i didn't even mention bellarke but i hate it #pro octavia blake #pro raven reyes #anti discourse #a bit of a rant #lol #a lot of a rant #angry rant actually #sorry but not really #anti abby #anti abby griffin #pro john murphy #pro bellamy blake #in a way? #anti clarke discourse

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Transient Boundaries

“’I really don’t.’ Yoongi sighed. ‘I don’t know why she chose me out of all people.’

You adjusted yourself and swung your arm around to drop it behind the bench. Yoongi caught a glimpse of your gaze and the pink flush that was stamped on your cheeks. It was probably the alcohol, but you had a mysterious glow about you that he couldn’t put his finger on.

‘I mean,’ you began. ‘Why wouldn’t she?’”

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A/N: early birthday gift for our darling, min yoongi! let’s get a bit saucy up in this bitch huhu. /wiggles eyebrows/ i haven’t made any smut content in a while, so why not do it for our next birthday boy huhu. enjoy! (btw i fckn story mapped this plot three times within the last six months LOL)

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Being Namjoon’s friend since they were a pair of thirteen year olds has been quite the adventure, mainly because he was clumsy and quite the character. Yoongi was the opposite, so it made the years quite enjoyable.

Yoongi had the pleasure of being close with Namjoon’s family as well, this meant getting to know his younger sister of one year, you.

You and Namjoon were quite close; you adapted a lot of his personality traits. He always spoke highly of you, excluding the usual brotherly-sisterly hate once in a while. It never bothered Yoongi the way you clung onto Namjoon, he thought it was sweet because all Yoongi had was a much older brother. 

At school, you stuck with your own friends who had similar interests as you; anime and animal crossing. It’s not like you two acted like strangers. Whenever Yoongi and Namjoon walked by, you would always say hello, occasionally giving Yoongi a high five.

Yoongi always thought you were adorable in a childlike sort of way because of your round face and short stature. You also prefered having your hair cut straight, no fancy styles, and stopped right at your slim shoulders. Compared to Namjoon, you were also much quieter and a lot less rowdy.

Whenever Namjoon had a bunch of his friends come over after school, you always offered to bake cookies or bring snacks into his room. None of his friends ever minded if you sat in the room to watch them play video games because you always kept to yourself. You were pretty much everyone’s little sister.

High school was a different story.

The four years of high school were the breaking points of an adolescent’s life and it definitely took a toll on you.

Your interests never changed however, you added a few new ones; shopping, experimenting with makeup and hair colors, and obviously, boys. Namjoon would always watch on the sideline, telling Yoongi “she’s thinking of changing her hair color again” or “y/n rejected some guy from her class.” 

You grew out your hair in high school, dying it red to a deep violet to black whenever you wanted. The low rise boot cut jeans you prefered changed into high waisted skinny jeans and shorts that stopped above your mid thigh. Namjoon would complain about how you needed about an hour and a half to get ready, not to mention hogging the bathroom to blow dry your hair.

The change in your appearance also stirred the hearts and eyes of the friends who never considered you as a romantic interest from the start. Once in a while, Namjoon would get asked “does y/n have a boyfriend?” or “can I have her number?” or even “do you think y/n likes me?”

Namjoon wasn’t over protective of you; he knew you could steer your own ship, but none of the friends who were interested in you didn’t appear worthy of you in your eyes. Even with your brother’s disapproval, they still continued to ask, just in case he changed his mind.

Boyfriends came and went in your life causing you sleepless nights and heavy eyes in the morning. Namjoon always wiped your tears and offered you a listening ear. Knowing you just as long as he had known Namjoon, Yoongi also made sure to do the same for you.

While Namjoon majored in literature in college, you chose to take up graphic design in the arts department at the same university. You didn’t purposely follow in his footsteps to attend the same school as him. The program offered a lot of creative freedom and your best friend was also taking up the same major as you.

College life was as difficult as Yoongi imagined; he attended the same university as a suffering business major. Being a full-time student, joining extra-curricular activities, and having a part time job was enough to make anyone go off the rails. He lived in an apartment that was near the university and was roommates with Namjoon since their freshmen year. Now sophomores, their schedules were a tad bit more stressful. They took any window of opportunity to wind down because they spend so much time on school and work; there was nothing like a few drinks on a saturday night after a full week of hectic festivities.

“Yoomgs… it’s my life call. I have to do it.”

“And how exactly are you going to do that?”

Namjoon shoved his beer bottle a hair away from Yoongi’s nose, condensation leaving a mark. “I have to see Professor Oak and get my starter pokemon, charmander of course. And then, only then, will I begin my journey to becoming the pokemon master!”

Yoongi lowered his bottle and leaned his drunk friend towards the other side of the couch. “Whatever you say, you tall fool.”

After turning down multiple invitations to go out, Namjoon and Yoongi finally decided to attend a party that was hosted by a mutual friend. It was nothing special, just a normal weekend party with a lot of drunk college students. 

Amongst the sea of drunk folks, Namjoon was rambling about his dream to become the pokemon master, a usual conversation he has when he’s drunk. Yoongi, on the other hand, was more so tipsy than drunk. He blankly listened to Namjoon and drew a few long sighs before he decided that he needed to take a breather.

“Namjoon. I’ll be outside for a little bit. Jackson is right over here if you need to puke or something.” Yoongi shook Namjoon’s shoulder and waited for a response, but all he got was a mumble of incoherent words. Yoongi shrugged, letting Jackson know he’ll be right outside.

“Ugh, Jesus.” Yoongi stumbled onto a random bench that was behind the dormitory. He looked up, street light beaming down on him and the first thing he thought of was the truckload of notes he had to go through. He shut his eyes and mentally planned out his schedule for next week. 

Yoongi worked at a music store a few stoplights away from the university and he was going to be working three closing nights next week. This meant he needed to fit in sleeping and studying into his life somehow.

He felt his eyebrow twitch. I can feel my soul leaving my body.

“—gi!”

Huh?

“Min Yoooooooongi!”

Yoongi snapped his eyes open and was made face to face with a familiar facial structure.

“Oh, it’s really you. That green hair really comes in handy, huh?”

He blinked a few times until the hazy image in front of him became clear.

Silver hair. Glasses. Dimples—

“Y/n?!”

He finally twisted his body around to take a good look at you. You waltzed from behind the bench to the empty spot next to him.

“The one and only.” You smiled. “Were you at JB’s party too?”

“Yeah. I just needed some air.” Yoongi sighed. “Namjoon is in there somewhere.”

You crossed your right leg over your left. “I saw him clinging onto that Jackson guy, wanted to say hi, but there’s way too many people inside.”

Yoongi snickered remembering how much you hate crowded places.

“How have you been? You haven’t come around the apartment as much as the beginning of the semester.” He straightened himself out, getting a better look at you.

The last time he saw you with your natural hair color was during your high school graduation and just before you dyed it silver, you had a combination of purple and pink in your hair. At first your parents used to give you shit about constantly coloring your hair, but over time it seems like they got used to it.

Having you over the apartment was normal during the beginning of the semester. You usually went over to take a nap on Namjoon’s bed, do some homework while you waited for your roommate to finish her shift at work, or you would sometimes join them for dinner.

From what Namjoon mentioned, you also got yourself a part time job as a waitress to help with expenses. This is what made your visits to their apartment less frequent. Looking at you now, it was like Yoongi hasn’t seen you in forever.

“Tired, stressed, feeling a bit defeated, but hanging on.” You laughed. “How about you? And how’s that TA situation going?”

Yoongi chuckled dryly. “She’s uh, well, she’s still pushing her efforts.”

He recalled the conversation he had with you and Namjoon a few months ago about how the teacher’s assistant in his economics class tries to flirt with him. The TA promised him a whole letter grade change if he chose to sleep with her and this offer would last until finals.

“And you really don’t want to?”

“I really don’t.” Yoongi sighed. “I don’t know why she chose me out of all people.”

You adjusted yourself and swung your arm around to drop it behind the bench. Yoongi caught a glimpse of your gaze and the pink flush that was stamped on your cheeks. It was probably the alcohol, but you had a mysterious glow about you that he couldn’t put his finger on.

“I mean,” you began. “Why wouldn’t she?”

Wha—

As you inched closer towards Yoongi, your denim jacket slid down your shoulder, revealing your bare shoulder that was barely supporting the strap of the black dress you were wearing. If his head was on right, he was sure you were trying to make a move on him.

“Uh—um, y/n?” Yoongi stuttered.

“Hmm?”

Your response came out as a pur and the alcohol was probably messing with his head because he could feel goosebumps rise on his skin.

“I—”

“Your TA has great taste if you ask me.” You breathed, your face now inches away from Yoongi’s. You lifted your hand and carefully touched a few stands of his mint green locks. “If I was your TA, I think I’d ask the same thing.”

Yoongi’s breath caught in his throat and he turned his face away from yours. “Y/n, I—I think you had a little too much to drink. Why don’t I go and get you some water?”

Before Yoongi could stand, you circled your hand around his wrist to keep him in place. “I’m fine, Yoongi. Just stay with me here, please?”

Alcohol. Too much fucking alcohol.

Yoongi was in panic mode. He really shouldn’t stay with you because he wasn’t sure how things were going to turn out. There was no way he was going to lie to himself and say you weren’t attractive. The years have done you so well to the point where it was almost impossible to picture you as the twelve year old he met years ago.

Namjoon never told Yoongi that he wasn’t allowed to hit on you. Maybe it was because Yoongi never made any advances. But whenever their other friends would joke around saying that Yoongi was going to hit on you next because you were actually friends with him, Namjoon wouldn’t bite back. He would simply say “well, he’s not a bad guy unlike some guys I know.”

Did this give Yoongi the green light? Even if it did, he still felt guilty looking at the innocent facial expression you had that clashed with your outfit choice.

“Y/n, I’m honestly flattered. But I can’t—I can’t stay with you here.” Yoongi tried to sound firm.

From his wrist, you slid your hand down to delicately hold onto his fingers.

“Then we can go somewhere else.”

“Y/n.” Yoongi said. “Just—I ca—I need to go and check on your brother.”

He wriggled himself out of your fingers and just before he turned away from you, he caught you pouting and almost glaring at him. Just as guilty as he felt even thinking about staying with you for the night, he felt the same way walking away from you.

What the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuck.

Yoongi entered the dorm and leaned his head a little too harshly against the door.

“Wha—What the fuck.”

↠↞

Two weeks flew by and Yoongi hasn’t seen you since that night. Sure, there were times he spotted you on campus flaunting your bright eyes and dimpled smile but he would avoid you. Since that night, he shamelessly hasn’t been able to tear the image of you out of his mind.

There had to be something wrong. That was the only explanation because now just at the sight of you, Yoongi could feel his heart start to pound.

When the semester began, you easily leaned your head against his shoulder whilst watching tv and Yoongi wouldn’t mind at all. You’ve patted his cheeks, twirled locks of his hair in between your fingers, and you even fell asleep with your head in his lap once. He saw you drunk once or twice in their apartment, but you’ve never come onto him like that. Plus, you never looked at him with that mysterious glint in your eye before.

Were those—

—little touches your acts of flirting? And I was just too fucking dumb to realize it?! Augh—!

“Yoongi! You’ve been thrashing around on the sofa for like ten minutes! The fuck is wrong with you?!” Namjoon shouted.

Yoongi shoved his face in one of the throw pillows. He was losing his goddamn mind and there was no way he could tell Namjoon because the reason for Yoongi’s constant thrashes was Namjoon’s sister. It would be too awkward to talk about even if Namjoon was his best friend.

“Namjoon.” Yoongi sighed. “I think I’m seeing the light. Tell my mom I love her.”

“You need to relax. Grab a drink, hook up with someone, eat an entire cake! Do something because seeing your arms flap around for ten minutes is driving me insane.” Namjoon replied.

As soon as Namjoon mentioned to hook up with someone, Yoongi sat up straight and trudged towards the fridge to grab a beer. He was done with his classes for the day and it was his day off, so he should be relaxing. But how could he relax in this state?

“By the way, y/n is almost here.”

Yoongi almost spat out his beer. “Y-Y/n? Is coming he-here?”

“Yeah?” Namjoon scrunched his eyebrows. “Remember—actually, I mentioned it while you were having a complete system malfunction on the couch. You most likely don’t remember.”

Great. Just great.

Yoongi stood at the kitchen counter and then glanced at Namjoon who was diligently typing away at his laptop.

At least Namjoon is here. I don’t think I can be alone with her.

Five minutes later, you showed up at the doorstep with two bags of takeout from the restaurant you worked at. You gave Namjoon a hug and playfully flicked Yoongi’s forehead as a greeting. Yoongi immediately held up his guard around you, but you smiled at him like you always did, melting away the defensive armor he set up.

“Ugh, Joon. If mom found out that you use a dishwasher, she’d pull your sideburns.” You stood in front of the sink to wash the dishes that were piled up.

“You’re telling me that you and Wendy don’t use your dishwasher in your apartment?”

“Of course not!”

While you and Namjoon bickered, Yoongi sat on the sofa sipping on his second can of beer. He took a peek at you and even with your shoulders covered up with a university hoodie, he could still picture it bare with your denim jacket and dress strap sliding down. He panicked at the image in his head and snapped his attention back at the tv.

This was just a mere physical attraction. Nothing more, nothing less. Yoongi was too busy to be dating at the moment, so he hasn’t been with anyone for months, of course he would react a certain way when an attractive female would come onto him like that.

But you were you! I can’t be thinking like this.

“Yoongi, you said the professor for math 103 was easy, you liar.” You plopped down on the opposite end of the couch and whacked him with your math workbook.

“He is easy. What’s so hard about his class?”

“Everything! Look!”

You snatched a throw pillow to sit on it on the wooden floor and opened up your workbook to showcase multiple red markings all over the page.

Yoongi sputtered to stifle his laughter and you automatically pinched his ankle.

“Ow! Okay, calm down, let me see.” Yoongi sunk down onto the floor beside you.

At that moment, he completely forgot the nervous feeling inside of him. It was like everything was back the way it used to be; no weird vibes, no unnecessary needs to scoot five feet away from you, it was like nothing ever happened between the two of you.

“The mix what?!” 

Namjoon had been on the phone with one of his coworkers for quite some time and the sudden volume of Namjoon’s voice startled both you and Yoongi.

“Ugh, no, don’t—just leave it as is. I’ll be there in ten minutes.”

Yoongi widened his eyes. He’s leaving?! But he’s not the campus radio host today?!

“Geez. Okay guys. I gotta go for a while. Seokjin thinks he ruined today’s mix and I need to try and recover it.” Namjoon walked over to the front door with his laptop in hand and jacket in the other. “I’ll be back later. Y/n, be nice. Stop giving Yoongi a hard time.”

You chuckled and flipped him off. Ah, sibling love.

The front door clicked shut and Yoongi’s mind went blank.

This wasn’t supposed to happen. Yoongi, you were doing a great job in avoiding y/n and now here you are, alone with her.

“Yooooooongi.” You lightly jabbed Yoongi’s arm with your pen and then tapped at your workbook. “You didn’t finish explaining this.”

He blinked away his thoughts and cleared his throat, bringing his attention back to your math workbook.

It intrigued him how normal you were acting. You were talking and making jokes how you always did. You didn’t touch him inappropriately, only bumped into his shoulder a few times. 

Yoongi felt stupid for overreacting about nothing. He assumed that the alcohol you had that night was just messing with your head and you weren’t in the right mind. He felt relieved.

Kind of…?

“Ughhhhhhhhh.” You groaned. “I’m gonna fail this fucking class.”

Yoongi smiled warmly at the way you dropped your head on the coffee table.

“You just need to study a little more.” He subconsciously placed a hand on your upper back.

You sighed loudly and whispered something along the lines of “I hate math. I hate college.” He snickered quietly and rubbed your back to console you.

It was quiet for a moment. The only sound that filled the room was the commentary of some game show that was playing on tv. 

You hadn’t said a single word for a while and Yoongi believed you fell asleep. He was still rubbing your back which made him think that’s what made you doze off. A couple strands of your silver hair fell against his hand and he twirled it around his fingers.

It seemed like every time he saw you, the image of the twelve year old girl he met years ago was going further and further away. But thinking of you as a woman made him feel ashamed, like he was betraying his best friend. Being physically attracted to someone was a normal human instinct, so he shouldn’t feel that bad, right?

Damn it, Yoongi. Why are you so torn for?! It’s not like you’re going to actually try something with y/n.

“Nnyoongi?” You whispered cutely and he abruptly stopped touching your hair. “So—Sorry for uh, you know, that night.”

You weren’t making eye contact with him. You probably also felt guilty for acting the way you did towards a friend of your brother’s.

“It’s okay. Alcohol makes everyone act some type of way.” Yoongi went back to twiddling the ends of your hair between his fingers. Maybe you regretted it?

You shifted your body, causing Yoongi to flinch and turned to stare right into his eyes. “I’m not going to ultimately blame it all on the alcohol though.”

“What do you mean?” He questioned.

“I mean,” you were now leaning in, face dangerously close to his own. “I’ve always thought you were pretty cute.”

What?

“M-Me?”

“Mhm.” You hummed sweetly, not breaking eye contact. “I didn’t want to say anything when I was in high school, but now that I’m in college, it shouldn’t be a problem right?”

Yoongi couldn’t say anything.

You squint your eyes at him. “Don’t tell me you still see me as a middle schooler.”

“N-No, I don’t. It’s not that.” He muttered.

“Then?”

He squeezed his eyes shut. There’s boundaries to this.

“You’re my best friend’s sister.” Yoongi said flatly. “I ca—can’t…”

You pouted and reached for his hand that was balled up in a fist next to you.

“But Joon never disapproved of you or anything.” You leaned in closer, your breath fanned across his cheek. “Do you really not see me as nothing more than your best friend’s sister?”

The seductive tone in your voice melted away every twelve year old image he had of you. The only girl he saw in his eyes was the current you and it was driving him insane.

“N-No.” He managed to say.

“Well…?” Your voice came out as a whisper and you continuously inched closer and closer towards Yoongi to the point where there was barely any breathing space between the two of you.

Yoongi could hear his heart thumping in his chest.

This can’t be okay... but... 

But he wanted it so bad.

“I—”

In the blink of an eye, Yoongi’s voice was cut off by the sudden gesture of your lips pressing against his. You had one of your hands secured around his nape and your other hand rested on the floor beside him, caging him against you.

Was he supposed to kiss you back? You weren’t backing away from him and your lips felt unbelievably soft against his. This wasn’t supposed to happen but… fuck it, it’s happening.

Yoongi reached out to cup your cheek and boldly moved his lips against yours. He felt your body flinch and prepared himself for you to stop, but you slipped your arms around Yoongi’s neck and deepened the kiss. You prodded your tongue into his mouth and Yoongi eagerly accepted the invitation.

The hand that cupped your cheek slid down to your waist. This movement prompted you to let out a quiet moan that rippled into Yoongi’s mouth, surprising him.

Yoongi broke the kiss and turned his head away from you. What the fuck am I doing?

It was your turn to cup his cheeks and make him lock eyes with you. Your eyes were clouded with lust, hypnotizing Yoongi to the very core.

“Uh oh. I want more.” You breathed.

Yoongi could barely grasp the situation, but he did know one thing. He also desperately wanted more.

“Shit.” Yoongi hissed and captured your lips once more, showing no hesitation in finding your tongue. He wanted to hear more of you, more of the same sweet moan you let out not too long ago.

You pushed the coffee table away with your foot, making room to adjust your body to straddle Yoongi. Within those movements, the kiss never broke. Yoongi’s desire blurred all of his senses. He was intoxicated by your taste and the animalistic desire to feel more of you. He rustled around and slipped his hands under your hoodie to properly touch your skin.

The touch was electrifying. You nipped at Yoongi’s bottom lip and tangled your fingers within his hair. The breathy moans that escaped your mouth as you kissed excited Yoongi even more. There was no way he could hide the excitement; goosebumps rose on his skin and each second that ticked on caused a tight feeling in his stomach and before he knew it—

“Hmm, what do we have here?” You broke the kiss and pressed your forehead against his own.

You gripped his shoulders and grinded your lower body against the hardened member. Yoongi winced and gripped your waist harder.

“Wa—Wait, y/n. Thi—This—ergh…” Yoongi could barely muster a sentence because you roll your hips and let out broken sighs against the shell of his ear. It was obvious how much you wanted him and it was also painfully obvious how much he wanted you, but he wasn’t sure how much farther he could go.

You tipped Yoongi’s chin up and he was made face to face with a not-so-innocent look on your face. Even with your dimples poking out, glasses at the tip of your nose, a glaze of lust swept across your face and Yoongi was losing all of his self control.

“Yoongi.” You purred. “I want you so bad.”

You showed no mercy in leaning back a little to reach down to touch Yoongi’s cock that was clothed behind his thin pair of athletic shorts. A quiet groan ripped passed his teeth at the feeling of your finger tips tugging down the waistband of his shorts and boxers.

“Y/n… ahh… what are we doing…” Yoongi could barely comprehend the words that fell out of his mouth because of the warmth of your fingers circle around his shaft.

“We are studying,” you sighed. “Studying each other.”

You slowly pumped your hand and Yoongi was at your mercy. He let out breathy whimpers and relocated his hands from your waist to your ass that was clothed behind a pair of silk shorts. If he wasn’t in such a haze, Yoongi would have assumed that you planned this from the start.

“Yeah?” Yoongi grunted, playing right into your hands. “Study harder.”

You smirked and leaned in to kiss Yoongi while giving him a hand job. He pushed his hands underneath your shorts to squeeze your ass. A delicious whine was earned and Yoongi wiggled his fingers beneath your panties until he felt wetness on his fingers.

“Heh, well what do we have here,” Yoongi mimicked your words and your movements abruptly stopped.

“Yoon—Yoongi…” you panted.

“Lift your hips a little.” He instructed and you obediently listened. When you lifted your hips, Yoongi had easier access to your dripping wet center.

You were trying hard to focus on your own hand movements, but Yoongi kept a steady pace sliding his finger against your clit and in between your folds. All you could do was chant Yoongi’s name into his ear and feel your entire body melt into his hands.

“Ahh… Yoongi, en—enough, please.” You begged and Yoongi obeyed, waiting for you to continue speaking. “Fuck me. Please fuck me.”

Yoongi felt his heart stop in his chest. Did you really ask…? He screwed his eyes shut and ripped his hands away from your center to rest on top of your thighs.

“Y/n, what you’re asking me… you do realize what you’re asking?” Yoongi asked, trying to hold a steady breath.

“I do.”

You tugged at Yoongi’s waist band to bring down his shorts just a bit further. His length sprung out and you instinctively licked your lips already anticipating what was going to happen next. Yoongi’s hands found home on your waist, just beneath your hoodie, and you propped yourself up on your knees. He gawked at the way you pulled aside your shorts and panties at the same time.

She’s so sexy…

You used your free hand to pump his cock a few times, lifting your finger to your mouth, sucking off a small layer of precum. Just as you did that, Yoongi widened his eyes realizing an important element.

“Y-Y/n, wait, stop!” He was once again in panic mode, startling you.

“Ugh, Yoongi, what--”

“I don’t have con-condoms…” Yoongi’s voice grew soft at the end.

Embarrassed? Fuck yeah, Yoongi was embarrassed. An attractive girl just came onto him, begging him to fuck her right then and there, and boom, he realized that he had no condoms in the apartment.

To be honest, he feared that you would ask him to just go without because there were many risks involved. He couldn’t do that to you.

“Oh,” You said softly.

Shit… I ruined the moment.

“It’s alright, Yoongi. I would never do it without one either, so it’s okay.” You stroked his cheek and smiled.

He let out a breath of relief. Thank God.

“But what are we going to do with this?”

Yoongi flinched at the touch of your warm hand grasping his shaft. You leaned in and left a trail of kisses from his cheek, the corner of his mouth, his jawline, and on against his neck. Sucking softly, Yoongi gripped your thigh and felt his body tremble. If you hadn’t noticed already, his neck was definitely a weak spot.

You seemed to enjoy getting him off, but Yoongi wasn’t going to let you leave the apartment without making you feel just as good as he was feeling at that moment. He swiftly grabbed your thighs and laid you down with your head resting on the throw pillow you were using earlier.

“Pull your panties to the side.” Yoongi commanded with a rough tone.

“Bu—But Yoongi—”

“Be a good girl and just trust me.”

Just like that, you did as you were told, spreading your legs a little to give Yoongi more room. He pressed the base of his cock against your entrance and slowly dragged it upwards, rubbing it against your clit. A strangled garble of his name left your lips and you covered your eyes with your forearm.

“Nghhh, Yoongi—”

He picked up his pace, turning you into a puddle of broken syllables. You continuously cried out his name, gripping the fabric of your shorts and panties. The sound of your voice turned Yoongi on even more and made him want to wring his neck for not having condoms in the apartment.

“Fuck, y/n, I want to be inside you so bad.” Yoongi grunted, pressing against you harder.

“Me—Me too, aghh, Yoon—gi—!” You revealed your face to him. Your eyes were a bit glassy and your cheeks had a beautiful flush across your cheeks. It was a sight that Yoongi never thought he’d ever see in his life.

The sound of his phone going off scared the shit out of him when he took a peek and found out it was Namjoon. He took his phone then glanced at you who looked confused as to why his movements began to slow down.

“Wha—”

“Shhhhhh.” Yoongi whispered. “Yeah, Namjoon?”

Your eyes widened and you covered your mouth with your hand.

“The flash drive on your desk?” Yoongi enjoyed the adorable look on your face as you tried to keep your voice down. It made him want to tease you. “What time does he go on air?” He resumed the pace he had in the beginning, roughly pressing his length against you and by the look in your eyes, you wanted nothing more than to let your voice out.

“Okay, just—hah—just wait a bit. I’ll be there—yeah, kay’ bye.” As soon as Yoongi hung up, you let out your voice in an instant.

“Fuck, Yoongi, fuck, fuck, fuuuuuck!” You arched your back against the floor and raked your hand through your hair. He felt your thighs tremble and your breathing became jagged.

“You’re so fucking cute.” Yoongi chuckled and lifted your hoodie, revealing your stomach. Just like you, Yoongi let out a soft string of curses with your name mixed into it. He lifted himself up a couple of inches, placed a hand beside your head to steady himself and leaned forward, spilling his cum onto your stomach.

For a moment, the air was filled with the sound of both of you breathing and in the blink of an eye, the realization of what just happened hit Yoongi like a truck.

“Uh—uh, wait, I can—” Yoongi shimmied around to pull his waistband back up and staggered into the kitchen to retrieve something to wipe your stomach with.

Damn it, Yoongi. What happened to your self control?! Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Without another word, Yoongi wiped you down with a damp cloth and avoided eye contact with you. What was he supposed to say at a time like this? Thank you? Let’s do it again sometime?

“You mentioned that Joon needs a flash drive or something?” You asked, slicing the silence into two.

“Yeah. He needs it to save the mix he mentioned earlier.”

“I can drop it off since I have to head out anyways.” You sat up once Yoongi rolled your hoodie back down. “He’s at the studio, right?”

“He is—are you sure, y/n? Because I can just go.”

The two of you stood up at the same time and you brushed down Yoongi’s shirt. On an impulse, he also straightened out your hoodie, pulling on the strings to make them the same length.

“No, it’s fine. I’ll just text Joon on my way out.” Even if you just straightened out some of the wrinkles on his shirt, you gently tugged at his collar to bring him down to your height. In one quick motion, you stole another kiss; one on his cheek and another on his lips.

Yoongi was taken back but showed no hesitation in kissing you back. He patted your head and the two of you just stood there, gazing into each other’s eyes.

Nothing was going to be the same anymore and who knew what his relationship was going to be like with you at this point. And most importantly, if Namjoon caught wind of this, how would he react?! Yoongi had to keep this from Namjoon for a while, just until he figured out what was going to happen between you and him.

“Yoongi, are you free tomorrow? Anytime after five?” You were now cupping his cheek, asking him a simple question with the entire galaxy in your eyes.

“Hmm, yeah, I’m free. What’s up?”

“Do you mind coming by my place then? I still need some help with some math 103 stuff and…” you tippy toed to reach his ear. “I think you and I still have more studying to do, so be prepared.”

Yoongi’s heart thumped harshly in his chest. After what just happened, he couldn’t turn you down even if he tried.

“Oh...kay.”

You grazed his bottom lip with your thumb and he placed a small kiss right on the pad. Once again, you tugged his face down for a chaste kiss, making his head spin.

“Then I’ll see you tomorrow, Yoongi. I’ll grab Joon’s flash drive myself.” You stuffed your books inside your backpack and disappeared into Namjoon’s room.

The sound of the tv was drowned out by the thunderous noise of Yoongi’s heart beat. Two weeks ago, Yoongi refused to stay with you that night and now everything made a complete 180. You were no longer y/n, twelve year old girl and Namjoon’s baby sister. You were now y/n, a college freshman who had Yoongi instantly wrapped around your finger.

Just before you left the apartment, you waved at Yoongi and sent him a wink. The last thing he saw was your dimple and a pink tint at the top of your cheek. He put a hand to his face and the warmth was apparent.

What in the actual fuck.

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[digitalangels]

So, it's actually my first time playing The Sims 2 and i'm really liking so far, i'm having quite a tough time finding what stuff should I download to make the game better (and prettier). What mods/cc do you use to make the perfomance top notch? I'm currently going through resources from simblrs, but i'm trying to hold back so i don't break the game with too many things. (btw do you know how much GB you can have until the game gets laggy?)

Oh man this is pretty hard question for someone who has pretty much just winged it with same setup for years only adding on top of the pile and replacing files that got corrupted between computer transfers but well lessee... (this got really long so I’ll put the rest under read more)

For starters, protect your game from itself, this tutorial goes through quite few points, I recommend going through each step just in case. Most important is write protecting your game files though, that way you can’t break your installation.

Marasims has tutorial for how to get your game to recognize your graphics and fix pink flashing and crashing (might wanna go through it even if your game appears to be working now)

Get some essential mods! These are up to anyone’s preferences and you should choose what to install depending on the way you play really but the ones listed in the first post are good start, they basically are things that’ll keep the game from killing itself. I’d at least recommend FFS Director's Cut and Boiling Oil’s No Sim Loaded, they’ll help to keep your game safe and it does help the performance a little too when the game isn’t spawning hundreds of Sims in the background.

Get familiar with things you can do in your game that will cause it to explode and avoid doing them. Yeah, it’s old and crappily coded and many default functions will cause neighborhood/game corruption.

And that’s most important ones for making the game run and not break for starters. If it’s still not flashing pink at that point after few minutes of playing then let’s get to beautification:

For nicer looking Sims I’d start with default replacements, you can only have one per item in your game at once, but if you get bored/don’t like the one you chose just delete it and replace with another and it should just work without extra steps (do delete caches between though, the first tutorial linked mentions the three: accessory.cache, groups.cache, and cigen.package). Defaulting the game items alone gets you pretty far before you need to start introducing custom content.

Lighting mod can do a lot for the looks of your game, there are couple to choose from:

Gunmod’s Radiance

Hat’s edit of it

Spookymuffin’s

DreadPirate’s maxis match lighting mod. (I think this is what most people use nowadays)

Perhaps you’d like some additional face sliders if you create a lot of sims?

Choose if you’re going for more realistic or more maxis matchy game and try to build your downloads folder accordingly, doing so helps to limit the content and keep the look more cohesive.

If you want hairs you can probably find anything you might need from allthehairs.uk. Keep an eye on the listed polycounts, while your computer probably can display high poly hairs if it has actual graphics card it’s really not good idea to fill your game with hairs that have polycount over 10k-20k since those will cause lag and possibly ruin your graphics card.

Simscave updates (+updates archive) are good way to find new content to download, they get updated almost daily.

I honestly don’t build/decorate enough to have recommendations for buy/build category things, I just download houses and whatever nice items I see, throw everything that comes with them in and then cry because I have to clean out the things I don’t even need for anything. Talking of which: Never install sims2packs with the game’s installer, always use Clean Installer instead! 

If you’ve played Sims 3 and used to merge files in it for better performance you can do the same thing in Sims 2 too with SimPE, but: before you merge things together make absolutely sure you want to keep each and every single color you put in that file since if you delete one in game the game will delete the whole bundle. I believe merging does make the game read the files bit faster so it can be beneficial if you aren’t like me who’s constantly changing her mind about what I want in my game and what not. Here’s tutorial for how to do it.

Renaming files (and folders!) to remove special characters like [({%¤?~*})]+ etc and spaces should also help loading times, - and _ are fine though. Also make sure your file paths stay as short as possible with as few folders as possible since it helps loading times. So for example downloads\hair\male\newsea is fine but downloads\hairMaleNewsea would be better since it’s only one folder level to read instead of three.

As for what your computer can take without lagging, there’s really no number of files I can give you. I’ve read some people run their games fine with like 40GB of content, mine takes about 6 minutes to reach neighborhood with about 5GB of custom content but it runs without problems once I get in the game. Also just warning in advance: in CAS your makeup/accessory tab will pretty much lag if you install anything there, that’s just how it seems to be for whatever reason and there’s no way around it. High poly items cause more lag than lower poly items and files with bigger textures do so too.

I hope I’m not forgetting anything too important from the above, it’s really late and way past my bed time so I gotta just post this as is. If anyone else has any tips or other things to add please do!

#I have no idea what to tag this #long post #tutorial #? #niriliafinds

[subasekabang]

Long Dream –Live Remix– (A Side)

Title: Long Dream –Live Remix– (A Side)

Rating: T

Word Count: 7598 total, 3758 this chapter

Characters: Coco, Joshua, Neku, Beat, OMC, OFC

Warnings: Major character death

Summary: Her Magnum Opus nears completion, and as her audience approaches, she hurriedly arranges one final rehearsal.  Elaboration on a pet theory of mine, built out of Final Remix spoilers.

Every day streets are crowded with people

Every night streets are jammed with these noises

Things are so strange, are they real or a dream?

Where am I now, trapped in this city of illusion?

***

Neku surveyed his surroundings.  It didn’t take him long to recognize them.

“This is Cat Street…”

“Yo, finally!” Beat said, running a few steps ahead.  “We can get outta Shibuya from here!  I’m so ready to be done with this crappy Game!”

Neku looked up the street, murmuring, “Unless the way ahead has been rearranged too…”

He tensed a bit as Coco stepped up behind him, the tiny Reaper saying, “No worries fam!  See, the way ahead looks, like, totez clear!  That super tough wall you guys just made it past must’ve been the last challenge!”

Neku’s eyes caught on the café just ahead.  Even in this situation, it still sparked a very complicated emotion in his heart.

“Yo, whatchu waitin’ for,” Beat said, “an engaged invitation?  Le’s go, man!”

Beat took off.  Neku followed at a slower pace, saying, “Hold on!  While we’re here, shouldn’t we ask Mr. H what’s going on?”

The other boy skidded to a halt.  “Huh?  You think the H-Man’s gonna tell us anything?”

“He might.  We have time to spare—it can’t hurt to ask.”

Coco made a face as she walked up next to him.  “Uuuuh, source?  That guy, like, oozes bad vibes.  You should totez just finish the Game!  That’s all that matters, yeah?”

Neku shook his head.  “I still want to know what’s going on.  Out of the people who might actually know, Mr. H is the only one with an address.  We might not get another chance.”

The Reaper rolled her eyes and shrugged.  “I mean, I guess, but like, why risk it?  The finish line is literally right in front of y’all—just cross it and end the Game.  Then if you still wanna talk to Coffee Weirdo, just walk right back in and do it then!  It’ll totez be less stressful once we’re off the clock!”

Beat nodded.  “Yeah, man!  We gotta get this over with either way.  Plus we might get an explanation jus’ for winnin’!  We’ll keep the H-Man as a back-up plan, aight?”

Neku crossed his arms.  “I still feel like this would be less risky.”

“Aw c’mon!” Coco said, skipping down the sidewalk.  “You srsly need to chill, Neku!  Let’s just finish the Game already.  Besidez…while we stand here chatting, the other Players are still fighting Noise and stuff.  Like, uh, Shiki?  Do it for her!”

“Right: Shiki and Rhyme is still out there, Phones!” Beat said.  “We gotta end the Game now!”

With a sigh, Neku grumbled, “…Alright, I guess we shouldn’t keep them waiting.  But soon as we’re done, I’m coming back to get answers.”

The three of them ran down Cat Street, with Coco trailing farther and farther behind.  Eventually she came to a stop, and just watched the boys continue with a wide grin on her face.

“Ugh, finally,” she said to herself.  “This pair was WAY more stubborn than the last, 7.8/10 too much effort.”

Neku noticed they had lost her just as he and Beat ran over the city limits.  The next thing he noticed was pain.  Intense, searing pain, like his entire body was on fire.  Judging by the way Beat had toppled over on the ground, the same thing was happening to him.  Neku fell to his knees as the agony worsened.

“What’s…happening…?!”

Coco slowly approached them, taking care to not actually cross the limits.  “This is fine!  All according to keikaku.  Congratz on winning the Reaper’s Game: Expert Mode!  Oh btw, keikaku means plan.”

Beat cried out suddenly.  Black and red flames consumed him, burning brightly for a few seconds before vanishing, leaving not even ashes in their wake.  Neku’s eyes widened in horror.

“What did you do to him?!” Neku demanded.

“Erased him, duh,” Coco said.  “Though technically wasn’t me, actually my baby that did it.”

“What?!”

“He needs loads of food to grow up big and strong.  I’ve tried, like, a gazillion different things, and the Soul of super tough Players like you two is what works the best by far!  ty so much!”

The pain only grew.  Neku screamed, doing all he could to endure it despite knowing he was failing.

Coco put a hand to her ear.  “Mmmm whatcha say?  Couldn’t make that out.”

It wasn’t long before the flames consumed Neku as well, and then he too was gone.  Coco put her hands on her hips and smiled.  The world around her shifted, wavering like a mirage until it all melted into one swirling void of bluish clouds.  Before her spawned a massive creature: a tapir with purple skin and six tusks, yellow tattoo-like protrusions in the shape of flames erupting all across its form.  Its red eyes focused squarely on Coco.

“Yay!  Look at you, you absolute unit!  You’re, like, so strong now you could body anyone!”

Coco threw herself onto the tapir’s trunk, hugging it tightly—the creature gave a guttural rumble in response.  She could sense its power increasing, and giggled happily as she took a step back.  The tapir lowered its head and nudged her gently.

“Okay, okay.”

Reaching up, she scratched the tapir’s trunk.  It tilted its head and squeaked.

“Aw, who’s a good boy?”

Coco hopped up to the top of its head, lying down so she could reach far enough to scratch behind its ear.  The tapir lifted its trunk and trumpeted happily, then floated up and down in place, jostling Coco only the smallest amount.

“Haha, very good, such cute, wow!”

Soon it settled down.  Coco propped up her head with one hand, continuing to slowly pet the tapir with the other, and let out a long sigh.

“Tapez my dude, I’m, like, so glad I have you.  ngl you’re kinda my bff.”

The tapir grunted, swinging its trunk slightly.  Coco swayed along.

“I dunno when it’s going down…but I’mma make sure you get through it.  You’re one of my peeps too now!  So it’s a legit promise!”

Coco extended her pinky.  The tapir inclined its head a little and flexed its claws.

“Oooooh right.  Well, still totez binding lol.”

She pressed her face against the tapir’s skin, letting her eyes close.

“Aaaaaah, we’re almost there, Tapez.  Should just need, like, another few rounds and you’ll be a prime example of the ideal Noise body!  Though tbh if the next pair is as annoying as this one, totez just gonna yeet them straight into your stomach.”

Her phone chimed.  She opened one eye to look at the screen, and then rolled onto her back and groaned loudly, kicking her legs about in frustration.

“Uuuugh for real?  Fine, whatevs.”  She paused to pet the tapir one more time.  “Sorry Tapez, I gotta bounce.  brb and then we’ll go find you some more treats!”

The tapir squeaked a farewell, and then Coco stood up and shut her eyes again.  Focusing her power, she elevated her Vibe and reached out with her mind to feel for the world she wanted to travel to; after so many times, it was easy for her, and in mere seconds she had concrete beneath her feet.  Opening her eyes, Coco looked up at the skyline of Shinjuku and smiled brightly.

I love my city tbh.

***

Feel the people, hear the voices

They are reaching out to catch you

Feel the rhythms, hear the noises

You are beating all the visions

***

Coco moved through the city at a slow pace.  Shinjuku was a travel hub, a place that was purely transient for most: each moment was fleeting, but each brought something new, something different, and that everlasting tumultuous tide of life fascinated Coco in a way nothing ever had before.  Each second was something wholly unique, and she never wanted to miss even one of them.  She spun around on a corner, taking it all in, and just laughed to herself.

“Having fun, Atarashi?”

Her good mood was spoiled instantly.  She grimaced over her shoulder to see Joshua standing there, looking every bit as smug as she remembered him.

“fml what are you even doing here Kiryu?” she asked, turning around and crossing her arms in a huff.  “Can’t you, like, take a hint?”

“Nice to see you too.”  He raised a hand to his chin.  “Hm.  I’m curious: why is it you hold onto your wings even in the RG?”

Gesturing to them, Coco said, “Aesthetic.”

“…And what aesthetic would that be, exactly?”

“fyi I’m headed to a super important meeting rn so unless you’re finally ready to fite me irl then I, like, don’t even want to hear it.”

Joshua chuckled and brushed aside a lock of hair, which only made him seem even more smug and made Coco even angrier.  “Stimulating as that has the potential to be, we’d both be in quite a bit of trouble with the folks upstairs if we were to have a skirmish.”

“Oooooh good point,” she said as she turned away.  “And I bet you’re, like, already in hot water after the way you went off.”

“Nothing to worry about on that front.  I’ve spoken with my Producer and he assures me the matter has been put to bed.  Things in Shibuya will be staying the way they are.”

Coco spun around.  “WTF?!  You two are out of trouble just like that?  I literally have no words!”

“Hm?  Why, I would assume your Producer has been apprised of the details as well.  Has he not passed them along to you yet?”

There was a short delay, and then Coco glanced aside and grumbled, “That must be why he sent me that txt…”

“I take it you’ve been too busy with your side project to stay on top of the paperwork.”

Coco locked eyes with Joshua.  He was still smug, that would never change, but now there was a deadly undercurrent to his words that demanded Coco’s attention.

“tf are you even talking about?” Coco asked.  “You really need to stay in your lane, Kiryu.”

“That’s rich, coming from you.”

“Explain.”

“Well for starters, I know you’ve been poking around my city.”

“omg!  Tourism is a crime now?”

“Considering our circumstances I believe it falls more under ‘corporate espionage’.”

“It’s totez hilair to me that you consider the UG a corporation.”

“Setting that aside for the moment, there’s also the fact that you’ve been shirking your duties as Composer to jaunt off to an alarming number of parallel worlds as of late.”

Coco smirked.  “Aw, u just jelly I can travel between worlds without needing to call an Uber to get back.”

Joshua shrugged.  “I admit, it’s a skill I’ve yet to master—even my alternate selves seem to have difficulty with it.  One came to call on me recently, you know.  Said something about a bizarre Noise erasing two former Players in his world.”

Yawning loudly, Coco said, “Kiryu can I, like, get a tl;dr?”

Joshua’s face began to darken, the undercurrent gradually rising towards the surface.  “Well Atarashi, it certainly sounds like you’ve been attacking alternate Shibuyas.  If so, that’s something I believe qualifies as ‘in my lane’.  Wouldn’t you agree?”

Coco cackled.  “Pffft omg are u srs?  I am DECEASED y’all, the guy who just tried to wipe his whole city is acting protective up in this bitch!  lmaoooooo!”

Joshua stared hard at her.  “Coco, do think for a moment: how do you suppose the Higher Plane would react to this news?”

“What, are you, like, planning to tell them?  If you’ve got some proof then hmu.”

Joshua didn’t answer.

“lol that’s what I thought, smdh you better sit down Kiryu.  Even if I were, like, messing with parallel worlds or whatevs, why would the Higher Plane even care?  Angels from this world have no jurisdiction there.  It’s free real estate.”

Slowly, Joshua nodded.  “…Alright.  Perhaps you have a point.  Let’s leave the Higher Plane out of this hypothetical.  The only one you need to be concerned with…is me.”

The air suddenly felt very heavy.  Coco actually needed to remind herself to breathe, but she made sure her reaction wasn’t obvious.

“So, Atarashi.  Explain to me why you’ve been killing Neku in so many parallel worlds.  And, do try your best to make it a very good explanation.”

Coco brought her hands up to her face, twisting slightly away.  “lololol I’m confused.  Mad cuz I beat your record?  Or want to make sure I don’t off this world’s copy of Edge Head before you can tell him he’s worthy of your grace?  Honestly?  I ship it.”

Joshua paused.  “Neku himself isn’t the issue here.  But if you’re making a move into my territory—“

“Yeah yeah yeah, cuz you care, like, SO much about your territory!  I am SHOOK seeing you come in here acting like the authority on protecting your peeps!  I could learn so much about my job from watching you!”

“I’m feeling a bit of déjà vu.  I could have sworn I’ve already told you that a Composer’s job is simply to judge their people, and that it is only the existence and boundaries of their respective UG that require protection.”

Coco covered her mouth.  “omg!  Why would you say something so controversial yet so brave?”  She dropped her hands and stuck out her tongue.  “jk obv you’re full of it.”

“I don’t see why I should need to divulge my motivations to you of all people,” Joshua mumbled, “but if you must know…I was under the impression that Shibuya was not worth keeping around.  Now that I’ve seen it still holds potential, I of course have every intention of preserving the seeds that I’ve sown.”

Coco scowled at him, but didn’t speak at first.  Nearly a minute passed before she said, “Then tbh?   I’m not your enemy.”

Joshua’s eyebrows went up.

“It’s, like, only a matter of time before a new kind of Game starts up Kiryu.  Their Game.  And I’m gonna be mad prepared when it does.  If you had literally a single brain cell you’d totez be doing the same thing.”

By the time she was done, Joshua’s eyes had narrowed down to a suspicious glare.  “Surely you’re not referring to the party I’m assuming?”

“Like, who else?”

Joshua stared down his nose at Coco as he considered his next move.  Coco grunted, drew out her phone, and checked her messages.

“My, you truly are impossible to figure out,” Joshua sighed.

Coco gave her best Clearly Fake Smile and replied, “Because you’re an expert at that lol.  I’m nothing compared to your galaxy brain.”

“I think I could do it if not for that absurd…shall we call it a dialect?”

“Uh, this is how people talk now?  Hello?  If you knew anything about people, then like, you’d already know that, but as always you have 0 friends so buh-bye.”

“…Hm.  And, exactly how many friends do you have, Atarashi?”

Coco frowned.

Joshua turned.  “But, alright.  If this is some plan to deal with the Inferno, then I’ll drop the matter for now.  But, one thing I’d like to make clear before I go.”  He took one last glance back at her, eyes full of ice.  “I will not tolerate any interference in this world’s Shibuya.”

He was off without another word.  Coco suppressed the urge to shudder, turning back to her phone and mumbling half-formed syllables as she made herself look busy.  She looked back up to be sure that he was gone, and then sighed and tucked her phone away, gazing over Shinjuku once more as she waited for the tension to leave her body.  It was immediately replaced by joy.

“omg whoops.  Rōjin is totez still waiting orz.”

***

Is it angels?  Is it devils?

Whispering in my ears

Is it emotions?  Is it illusions?

I need to be with you

***

Coco poked her head through the shrine’s gate.  Looking up the path, she could see a bald, tan-skinned man with a stoic face sitting at the building’s entrance, his eyes already locked onto her.  She flinched.

“Uuuuh what’s up gamers?” she blurted as she stumbled forward.  “I know I’m, like, totez late, but I have a tru legit reason for it, get a load of this!”

The man was Seiji Rōjin, owner of the shrine and also Shinjuku’s Producer.  He offered not a single word as Coco hurriedly explained her encounter with Joshua to him.  When she was done, he nodded and closed his eyes; Coco looked around awkwardly for a few seconds, and then took a seat next to him.

“You must leave your Opus be,” he ultimately said.

Coco started.  “Uh, excuse me?  Abandon all my hard work just because that nerd doesn’t want me near his bf?  I think the heck not!”

Rōjin opened his eyes to look at her.

“…Um?  Something else?”

“The Higher Plane demands a Game.”

Coco blinked.  Then she rolled back, digging her fingers into her scalp and shouting, “AAAAAAARGH, srsly?!  I know I haven’t held a Game in, like, forev, but can’t they just let me handle thingz down here?  Please say sike!”

Rōjin said nothing.  As she accepted the reality of the situation, Coco’s heart sank.

“But…Tapez…”  She groaned.  “…Is, like, a teeny bit of faith in me too much to ask?  They know I’ve got mad skillz!  When you taught me how to make Tapez, you said I was one of only, like, three Composers whomst’ve ever been able to control Magnum Opus Noise—they should be totez impressed with me already!”

“The Higher Plane demands more of your position than mere talent,” Rōjin said.  “It demands discipline.”

Coco pulled herself back into a sitting position.  “I am, like, sooo disciplined!  I legit wanted to tear Kiryu’s face off, but I didn’t!”  She got back on her feet as she went on, “Like, sure, this is about Shinjuku, but the whole reason I’m working on Tapez is so he can protect my peeps!  Making sure he’s bad enough to dunk on anyone is literally The Best Thing I can be doing rn!  The Inferno is out there, you know, somewhere, and we dunno when they’re gonna throw hands!  And now I have to take time out of my counterattack schedule to run some basic-ass Game?”

She whirled back to face Rōjin.  He didn’t say anything.  Coco stared at him for a few moments, realizing she was getting a headache.

“…heck.  We don’t really have much of a choice, do we?  If the Higher Plane wants a Game so bad, then like, we gotta pull together a Game.  Tapez will just have to chill for a week I guess.”

Coco put a hand to her head as she trudged past Rōjin for the door.

“Ugh, lemme see, the Conductor obvs needs to show, and we should probably @ all the Officers too.  idk who’s gonna be the GM this week but they—“

The pain in her head suddenly turned sharp.  She paused mid-step.

“…they…”

Her vision blurred, then went dark.  And then she saw Shinjuku again, but it was…different, somehow.  As if viewed through some sort of filter.  She saw the streets, the people, and then a glowing red symbol up in the sky—and then the streets were empty.  Not a single soul was left in Shinjuku.  No, not quite, next she saw one person: a girl who slowly walked forward with a blank look in her eyes.  The girl stared straight ahead, but couldn’t see Coco.  Still, she opened her mouth to speak.

“All that’s left in the world is me.”

Coco gasped as the shrine came back into focus.  At first she was too surprised to make any sense of the event.  But as she breathed, she processed it, and her eyes shot wide as pure dread came over her.

“Uh…a-ah…I…”

Rōjin stood, watching her with furrowed brow.  Coco’s entire body shook as she turned to face him.

“I…I saw it again…!”

She jumped forward and grabbed Rōjin’s shirt.

“It was the same vision!  You remember, right?  From, like, WAY back when I first asked you about Magnum Opus Noise?  I saw it again!  Shinjuku was erased—it was an Inversion!  I-I…”  She looked down as tears started to form in her eyes.  “I haven’t seen anything since that day…why now?  Is…is the Inferno about to attack Shinjuku?  Is that what this means?!  Are we out of time?!”

She felt a hand on her head.  Looking up, she saw Rōjin staring back at her, his face as calm and stoic as ever.  Coco swallowed hard, and then exhaled slowly.

“R-Right…right.”  She managed a chuckle.  “Like, look at me, crying in the club like a little bitch!  Thanks bunchez, Rōjin.”

She stepped away and wiped her eyes on her sleeve.  Coco found herself looking up at the sky, as if to verify what she had seen hadn’t actually come true…at least, not yet.  The same skyline greeted her.  But this time, she just couldn’t feel happy about it.  This time, it made her feel resolute.  She turned back to Rōjin.

“Sorry fam.  But I, like, can’t just sit on my ass and play a Game rn.  The Higher Plane might not be convinced, but I just know the Inferno’s on their way to end my whole career, and I’m not about to take that.”

Rōjin paused.  Then, with a single nod, he said, “Mood.”

Coco giggled.  “omg, you’re, like, literally the worst!”

She left the shrine and made her way back up the street, thinking, Dunno how much more time I have to beef up Tapez.  My boi’s totez strong, but I can’t be too careful, and probs don’t have much time for last minute boosts.  I need to, like, think of how else I can improve his chances…

Her feet slowed, and she looked back at the shrine.

…Hm.  I wonder what she would think?

Coco crossed her arms.

I mean, she’s gonna be totez disappointed there’s no Game.  But like, she’s still my Conductor, yeah?  If I can’t trust her to back me up, then who can I trust?

She turned and got moving again.

At the v least I gotta ask.  Whatever it takes…my Shinjuku is going to survive.

***

Every day noises are killing these people

Every night noises are waiting for me but

Don’t run away, we’ve got no time left to fear

Where are you now, still it’s showing me illusions

#TWEWY #TWEWY Bang 2019 #The World Ends With You #Subarashiki Kono Sekai #World Ends With You #fanfic #submission

[coup-de-maine]

How to enter a fandom - RPC

Hey guys, time for a friendly PSA from yours truely~

So I’ve been in and out of a lot of fandoms, made friends, enemies, frenemies, grave mistakes and happy accidents. I also see a lot of people come in other fandoms. Most of yall do great but I see some people carry in this weird sort of self deprecating attitude that can immediately turn rpers away from them, which results in; more of that self deprecation. So Im here to hopefully help out with the best ways to enter a fandom or an rpc, make your presence known and make lots of wonderful friends.

Now the first, and most important thing, and I notice a ton of people struggle with it is:

General attitude. 

Let me give two examples of some first time posts.

“Hey! I’m new to the fandom. I know my bio and my theme sucks but would anyone like to rp? Maybe?”

VS.

“Hey! I’m new to the fandom. My bio and rules are located here, though they’re still under construction I’m really eager to develop them with interactions!”

Now I know the first one is tempting for a lot of reasons. You might not even feel like its all that bad, but up next to the second one it actually sounds a little...depressing, monotone, dry. Even though they start the same, one ends with me feeling like: this person really doesn’t put effort into things, they dont even really want to be here. All my threads with them are going to be lazily written or probably written with half baked enthusiasm.

The second person is happy to be here, eager to interact, admits that since they’re a new blog not everything is perfect. Yet, they don’t talk down on themselves or make it seem like anyone who talks to them will only be taking pity on them.

This is actually a big problem I see in the rpc. Making people take pity on you for interactions and the rule with that is simple:

don’t make people feel like they have to take pity on you. 

It’s a knee jerk reaction, I know. We’re all awkward humans on the internet who want to play up our faults. Who wants to say “My stuff is SO awesome! It’s the best”??? 

Well. You do. You’re new to a fandom. People already have established relationships, character arks, possibly with another version of the muse youre playing. Backstories so detailed it’ll make your head spin. You are literally selling yourself to these other rpers. Don’t sell them “A vacuum cleaner that sucks. No, not sucks up the dirt, it just sucks. Like me, Im trash and dont even have a working vacuum” No one wants to buy a vacuum cleaner that sucks.

Hate to break it to you, but when you say you suck, or your stuff sucks; people are gunna believe you. Or they’re just gunna pity you. And thats not great either. 

Heck you might think; why not? So long as they rp with me, whats wrong with that? 

Well... lots of things but mostly; pity isn’t a good feeling. Nobody wants to feel guilted into rping with you. Imagine seeing someone on your dash constantly posting about how no one likes them, their character or interacting with them. How they wanna die because they never get asks, no one likes their starters. (Sound extreme? I’ve seen it.) It makes you feel bad right? It makes you wanna like them but like- where do you even start??? They don’t even like them?? What common ground do you have?? “Hey, I see you hate yourself... uh... I hate you too?” Not great. Actually bad. You don’t know how to approach this person without becoming an emotional crutch, and you know they’ll latch on to you and suck every positive emotion out of your body so how do you win?

So lesson one is; People don’t want to be forced to feel so bad that they rp with you, they want to feel inspired to. Inspire some dudes! (or non-dude identifying people)

Presentation!

This is everything. Present yourself. You don’t need flashy icons or a cool promo- let me tell you, I’ve made some shitty promos in my life. See Here

That was my promo for a long as time. Until it was THIS that a friend made for me (A friend that I made. Through how awesome I presented myself. Thanks Vee, if you see this I still love you)

I can’t stress enough how important attitude is because I’ve had both a shitty attitude and a great one in the RPC and let me tell you, nothing kills a blog faster than a shitty attitude. Wanna make a self deprecating posts about that meme that you got 0 asks for? NUH UH. Think again. PITY = BAD, SHORT LASTING FRIENDSHIPS. INSPIRED = SUPER AWESOME HAPPY FUN TIMES FOREVER.

Yo, present yourself in a way that makes people wanna approach you. Get them interested, say something wacky or edgy or if your character is self deprecating then self deprecate through them but DO IT IN A FUN WAY. The people who care about icons and fancy promos usually aren’t worth lasting friendships either. Sometimes they literally spend more time formatting than writings something worth while for you. (some of you really balance it and just love formatting but u know im not talking about u Im talking about those that literally wont talk to us that dont)

So present yourself well and be genuine.

--- WAIT WAIT WAIT- be genuine?? What if my genuine self is self deprecating and negative? 

[JOHNNY TEST NOISE] 

HELL NO shut the what up I know you’re not, I know that’s a reflex to cover up how insecure you are, I know you hate how pathetic and small you feel so you point out all the things wrong with you before someone else can. That’s not you, and you are capable of more than that.

Dude. (and non-dude identifying peeps) I’m gunna say it again. I’m gunna say it a million times; one day it will sink in. Everybody feels that way. 

What?? Octo ur so cool and confident tho

You know how you never noticed?? CANT SEE MY HANDS SHAKE THROUGH THE COMPUTER.

DONT KNOW HOW LONG I HESITATED BEFORE SENDING THAT ASK MEME TO YA.

The internet is a playground because you can trick people into believing whatever you want about yourself. YEP even good things!!! You don’t have to wear your flaws on your sleeve, and you certainly don’t have to wear them like a full body cast that prevents you from doing anything fun in your life.

Take the cast off, take a risk. You literally have nothing to lose. Especially if no one interacts with you as is anyways.

Be mindful

This is more of a trick I use to make myself feel better. I don’t follow a lot of people so my dash is pretty slow. It’s fairly easy to tell when people are and aren’t active/online so I literally have to trick myself sometimes but;

If you reblog a meme and get nothing, step back and ask yourself; am I sure anyone even saw it? and are the people who did maybe to shy to send anything? Or maybe nothing in that meme applies to their character.

As a mute character I am VERY restricted to what memes I reply to. As a character who speaks VERY LITTLE I am VERY restricted to what dialogues I can send at all. This means I’m required to edit memes a little (this is allowed by most meme creators btw) or I need a very good relationship with a character in order to say/sign that many words at them.

And worse case scenario, queue it and reblog it again/later. Its no biggie, some memes don’t make it.

Self reflect

Check out people on the dash. Do they have interactions? What are they like? Is their character more welcoming? Maybe you’re character is more intimidating. You might need to actually seek out interaction.

Tumblr has this huge enigma where everyone wants asks but no one wants to send them. Curious anons come from someone, magic anons come from your peers, followers, friends. Some of them are pretty obvious. Want asks? Send them. We really need to get the ball rolling with this because its honestly a problem. Show some initiative and reach out. It actually feels pretty good seeing someone react to your outrageous anon. And its a lot of stress relief if you play an otherwise very serious character to get to branch out and be silly.

So you send asks, you like starter calls- why isn’t it working?

Well, a stranger knocks on your door and tries to get to know you. Its a little awkward- it can work sure in some cases. But in most you’ll probably close the door and phone the police.

The RPC isn’t as strange as that but what’s easier? Talking to a muse you’ve never met from a blog you’ve never seen before? Or writing a thread with your best bud, throwing in inside jokes and references to your favourite shows- teasing each other about that one embarrassing thing that happened to your muse- yeah. Yeah you get it.

If you have history or at least an idea what someone is like, you will want to interact with them more. I don’t know if you’re some mean... meanie pants whos gunna smack my muse because he offered you a cookie. And maybe you are, but if I don’t know you, or know that your muse is deeply traumatized by cookies, I might take that as you saying “Ew no get away I never wanna rp with you”.

It sounds harsh, but I KNOW it happens. It STILL happens to me, even with people I’m friends with. Even if someone has multiple blogs and I get on fine with one muse, if the other hates me I might get uneasy about sending in asks cause I feel like I’m directly bothering the mun (who I love on this blog but WHAT IF THEY START HATING ME THERE TOO???)

Separation is tricky. We all get jealous or feel neglected when our partners focus on another thread/ship or send mean angsty replies which is why its important to check yourself remind yourself you have value, mun =/= muse and that it’s all in good fun.

Have Rules

UGH no!!! Not rules I hate rules, I dont want to restrict anyone!

Listen. I get it. I was a rule-less blog for a long time. But you know what? You need them. Not just for you, but for the people who wanna interact. I still feel the need to ask people who have rules what they are and aren’t comfortable with. You might not realize it but shit can go down in rps especially in certain fandoms. Even if its just the basics. Write them. They matter.

Unless you’re fine with someone literally controlling your character, or a blog you dont even follow who RPs David Letterman tags you in a smutty thread where your muse and him are married and he’s heavily pregnant with 4 narwal baby’s I- I think you can see where I’m going.

If its just the basics, thats fine, everyone loves seeing that. No god modding, not forced shipping, ect- great. Less for me to remember. Add to it if you need to. Everyone experiences rp different. Make your experience a comfortable one.

(And stay tf away from me Preggo-letterman)

Step away.

If you’re feeling negative, just step away. Do not make a big post about it alerting everyone who follows you because they might not all respond well. If you have close friends in then fandom you can go to, talk to them, vent a little, or just remove yourself and get those feelings out. But remember that no one here is equipped to be your therapist, and we cant all be expected to take the burden from you. It is up to you to regulate your emotions. Use coping skills but please don’t make the fandom or your blog a toxic place to be.

You don’t feel good, and no one reading your posts feels good, and building friendships on not feeling good is just... completely not good.

Im not saying you must be sunshine and rainbows all the time, but feeling bad feels bad and even though rping is just a hobby and a past time you are still reaching into other peoples lives. Leave a good impact, try to be someone you would want to meet in the rpc. Make it a better place.

Tips and Tricks

If you leave with nothing else, please take these:

Send Messages. 

IM people, send them asks, get to know them before RPing.

Be kind.

Be generous.

Be enthusiastic.

Be happy.

#PSA!!! #Im so so so SO sorry its so long #I tried really hard to make it entertaining #anyways I just get a lot of people asking me how to enter the RPC and... #I wish I had heard this shit when I started lmao #rp #tumblr rp #roleplay

[sansloii-a]

coughs so am I allowed to request all of the “salty af munday meme” answers or—

oh my fucking god || @imbruedinfear​

strap in y’all ‘cause someone wants to hear me complain

What does someone have to do for an instant unfollow from you?

if you post excessive ooc in quick sucession, i will unfollow you faster than the speed of light. i’ve done it in the past. i will not hesitate to do it in the future. i don’t care if it’s tagged. if i’m on and i see it, you’re gone, my friend.

What’s the WORST thing that has happened to you rp wise?

uuuuuuuuuuhhhhh there was this one dude that legit tried to monopolize one of my old muses on another blog, got upset when i set a main ship for said muse, complained to me nonstop, was trying to use me to get back into rping with my friend group ( which he called “the popular group” for a reason I don’t understand to this day ), only wanted to ship, got pissy over a fucking pokemon au ( if you ever wanna hear about this, lemme know ), tried to insert a ship into every au we made automatically, tried to tell me how to write smut for no reason ( said he would read it and give me tips and everything ffs ), was an asshole to my sister ( who rped way back when but doesn’t anymore ), made several friends of mine uncomfortable to the point of leaving the rp scene for a bit, blamed other people for issues that he honestly had a part in causing, and a bunch of other things that i’m forgetting right now.

i figure that’s the worst because nothing has topped that. nothing. that happened years ago, though, so i’m good now. no one fucks with me like that anymore.

What was a mildly annoying thing that has happened to you rp wise?

i got about 10 asks from someone when i wanted to do other shit ( my asks that are in the double digits ) ‘cause they wanted me to send them an ask. annoyed me to hell and back and i promptly deleted those asks

 ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  tough shit. i was not in the mood for games and i’m still not.

 Has anyone ever tried to steal your blog? Your headcanons? Icons? All that jazz?

not that i know of??? i hope not ‘cause i worked real hard on all this and if you steal anything from me, i’m gonna throw a huge-ass heaping of karma your way.

 How many people don’t like you?

i dunno. i’d say none but i know not everyone is going to like me so if you’re out there and you don’t like me, you’re entitled to that. don’t tell me, though, ‘cause i don’t wanna know if you don’t like me.

How many people do you not like?

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i don’t really care enough to actively not like anyone. you can annoy me but unless you piss me off and continue to piss me off, you get stuck on the “do not care” list. 

Have you managed to stay away from drama?

i give advice when needed on how to avoid whoever my convo partner is talking about and i avoid getting involved. unless it’s like… a close friend or involves a close friend, i refuse to get in the middle of whatever issue people have. i’m not about to have my ass dragged into problems that do not concern me.

i don’t cause drama either so that’s also how i stay away from it. 100% guaranteed to keep you out of drama.

Have you ever been in the middle of drama?

personal/friend drama? yes. rp drama? see above.

none of that was fun btw. it was a lot of me getting angry, being frustrated with certain behaviors, having to cut people out for doing shit/saying shit that they knew they shouldn’t have and refusing to recognize that they have fucked up and use that to change their behavior, etc. it’s draining and not fun and i’m pretty sure it shaved years off my life but y’know, it is what it is. the most i can do about it is look out for myself and keep out of relationships that will put me in those situations again.

Have you ever tried to bring peace to a situation?

no because i used to be friends with people that weren’t straightforward with shit and made excuses instead of changing their behavior. i don’t wanna go into it ‘cause and i can’t remember all the details but boy, peace was hard to come by and it didn’t last long. i wasn’t going to try to bring peace if people didn’t really seem to want it and level with each other.

How long do you stay mad?

depends on what you do, tbh, but it’s a couple hours at least. a couple days at most.

What’s your rp pet peeve? ( i have a lot of these )

playing “find the links” on someone’s blog. if i can’t find your links, i’ll try “/rules”, “/r.”, “/g.” and whatever else i can think of to get your rules and a couple more things to get your muse’s about. however, i shouldn’t have to and it takes little effort to make it so that your links are easily distinguishable from the background. if i don’t find them, i don’t find them. and i don’t follow/follow back

Have you ever forgiven a partner when you shouldn’t have?

nope. not now, not ever.

 Have you ever been forgiven when you knew you shouldn’t have been?

i’ve never been in a situation where i’ve had to be forgiven for stuff i’ve done so no.

What fads/trends are you so over?

the first thing i thought of was the fucking double ampersands thing that was everywhere at some point. those annoyed me so much and i’m so glad they’re gone. super small text needs to die too. i may not wear glasses but i sure as shit ain’t straining my eyes to see what you’ve written in 3px font. 

honestly, a lot of the excessive aesthetic shit that sacrifices accessibility for #aesthetic

Have you ever rp’d with someone you knew for a fact was abusive but tried to give them a chance/to make up your own opinion on the roleplayer? Did they change or did you understand what people were talking about?

nope, nope. nu-uh. if i knew for a fact that this person was abusive in that moment, i wouldn’t touch them with a ten foot pole. absolutely fucking not. 

Have you ever made a public call out post?

-loud snort- hell no.

What has made you completely lose your chill?

honestly? look at my worst experience and that about sums up shit that has made me lose my chill. you really gotta push my fucking buttons to make me mad ‘cause i’m usually pretty laid back.

What do you think about public call out posts?

answered here

A fandom that you feel isn't open and accepting? 

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i dunno. i’ve only been in one before and that was f.ire e.mblem

 A fandom that you feel is open and accepting?

imma be real honest with y’all--the only fandom i’ve been in that i will acknowledge is f.ire e.mblem and i had a pretty sweet time there. i had some ups and downs but it was an overall good experience for me. it was pretty open and inviting in my opinion but i tended to stay away from the douchebags in the fandom ‘cause i just wanted to have a good time there.

Thoughts on duplicates following you?

 if i have duplicates of my oc following me, i’ll have a whole fucking cow 

Do you agree with reblog karma or is it forced interaction?

i don’t think it’s forced interaction most of the time ( with sentence starters, symbol memes, memes that take literally zero fucking effort to send in ) ‘cause... everyone likes getting stuff, y’know. if you wanna reblog it from someone, just take a moment to send something in if the interaction is feasible. that’s the key thing here. if it’s feasible, then i don’t see the issue with sending something in before you reblog it from someone ( especially if you’re mutuals ). if it isn’t and you just wanna reblog it, reblog it from the source. it’s not that serious.

if someone nitpicks you for rebloging the same meme they did but you reblogged it from the source, i wouldn’t feel too bad. you know what’s best for your muses and if you don’t feel like the meme is cohesive for interactions, then that’s your prerogative and the 

Has someone ever ruined an FC or character for you?

answered here

Has someone been jealous of you?

i’ve only been told that someone was jealous of me once and it was a long time ago. i have never heard that from anyone again ( not that i remember, at least )

Have you ever been jealous of anyone?

mhm! but it usually comes when i’m feeling super down about my blog and doubting my ocs ( which isn’t often ). when i do get jealous, it’s over interactions and the like and my big dumb galactic brain is like “wow, don’t you wish you had those interactions? don’t you wish you were rping with those people?” and makes me feel bad about the interactions i have, the speed at which i reply, my ocs, how many people are interesting in my ocs, etc. however, this shit doesn’t last long ‘cause i have a bunch of wonderful people that motivate me to get out of that funk and just... focus on what i have instead of what i’m seeing on my dash. i remind myself that i’m here to have fun and i shouldn’t try to match my experience to others’

How has Tumblr RP changed since you started?

more formatting, smaller icons, more focus on having a fancy ass theme, more formatting, more callout posts, less communication in some regard, more reminders for communication.more psa posts, more formatting--

honestly, i’ve been on tumblr since 2012 and most of it is a blur lmao. i probably don’t remember everything ‘cause i was.... 15 when i started rping on here. i’m 22 now. i’m sure a lot has changed in seven years but i definitely haven’t seen it all.

Thoughts on the fandom you're currently rping in?

i’m currently a fandomless blog and boy, is it a lot more fun XD i have a lot more creative liberty and i can shape the world my muses live in to my liking, as opposed to following or just adding onto what the fandom universe already is. it’s a lot of work and it takes a ton of time but it’s fun and i’m enjoying every second of it! 

How salty are you feeling right now?

answered here but i’ll just say it again: not salty. just tired and rambly because holy shit this took a while

#imbruedinfear #🗪 ┊ ⧼ yᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴀʀᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴛᴛy ᴄᴀᴛʜyꜱ! ⧽ ⇹ ( asks. ) #ツ ┊ ⧼ ᴄᴀᴛᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ⧽ ⇹ ( ooc. ) #.i answered ALL those questions #.i hope my salt was enough for you

[verdigrisprowl]

Jan 21 Dancitron Movie Night - Gotham 17-19

An Insecticon showed up. That combined with the show meant Prowl had a Pretty Uncomfortable Time.

He stayed after long enough to fret over Starscream’s mental condition with Soundwave and, of all people, Smokescreen.

Today NoodlesAtNight 7:20 pm *Soundwave is swaying ever so gently from side to side while seated, quietly sipping from an energon cube every few. Everything is set up; everyone's welcome to get comfy.* Swervester 7:21 pm Heyo. NoodlesAtNight 7:21 pm *Lifts the cube at Swerve. Greetings.* thebestdecepticonleader 7:21 pm Hey SCProwl 7:22 pm Pleasant. NoodlesAtNight 7:22 pm =Ravage recommended this list.= SunstreakerCMO 7:22 pm -And he's come in place of Blaster tonight- NoodlesAtNight 7:22 pm *And a quick tip in the direction of Starscream and Sunstreaker before he has a sip again.* thebestdecepticonleader 7:22 pm There are a lot of Autobots in this stream, is it safe? SCProwl 7:23 pm Why wouldn't it be? NoodlesAtNight 7:23 pm [[This is a neutral zone, Starscream. Anyone who acts as though it is not will answer to him.]] Swervester 7:23 pm As safe as Smokey's streams, dude. thebestdecepticonleader 7:23 pm Autobots are dangerous... ah I see I won't do anything except in self defense then Today SunstreakerCMO 7:23 pm ...only as dangerous as we need to be. SCProwl 7:24 pm No more dangerous than any Decepticon. NoodlesAtNight 7:24 pm [[He would appreciate that. Neutrality does go in both directions.]] thebestdecepticonleader 7:24 pm Dangerous to Decepticons SCProwl 7:24 pm The most powerful person in this room is a neutral. *a nod to Soundwave* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:24 pm *here comes a dragon, with a cart full of treats and a mouth bandaged shut. she waves her wing and starts putting the treats away. she's wearing something unusual tonight- a little computer-monocle clipped to cover her right eye.* thebestdecepticonleader 7:24 pm Who's a neutral? SCProwl 7:25 pm Soundwave and myself. thebestdecepticonleader 7:25 pm *Fascinated* What's that like NoodlesAtNight 7:25 pm *Pleased by that compliment and hums softly. Oh, he IS in a good mood.* SCProwl 7:25 pm Like not fighting every day. thebestdecepticonleader 7:26 pm But what's that like? What do you spend your time on? NoodlesAtNight 7:26 pm [[...Dear dragon, what has happened to you?]] [[And we spend it on whatever we choose.]] SCProwl 7:26 pm *takes her usual seat at the table closest to the door* thebestdecepticonleader 7:26 pm You get to choose what to do? SCProwl 7:27 pm Yes. thebestdecepticonleader 7:27 pm You don't have people to tell you what to do? SunstreakerCMO 7:27 pm -just sitting off to the side- SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:27 pm *the dragon just shakes her head and points at her mouth. can't talk, jaws are immobilized.* Swervester 7:27 pm That's kind of what being in charge of yourself means. thebestdecepticonleader 7:28 pm Wow. I have to try it someday. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:28 pm ((sorry for missing last stream- we just found out that the roof repair folks "fixed" the leak by patching the /other side of the roof/ and there was. badness.)) NoodlesAtNight 7:28 pm [[Well. He has a few people - but he selected who he would answer to, so it is different.]] *Nods.* [[And he would recommend it.]] ((oh noooooo)) SunstreakerCMO 7:28 pm ((holy shit)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:28 pm ((the good news is that we are NOT paying for any of the repairs)) thebestdecepticonleader 7:28 pm ((oh man)) SCProwl 7:28 pm //that's good! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:28 pm ((the bad news is that we now have a hole in the house)) NoodlesAtNight 7:28 pm (( a - are they gonna fix it proper now and b - do you want the wiki pages)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:29 pm ((they're paying for another company to fix it proper, since there's more damage than just the roof now. also, no, I grabbed the wiki pages in advance <3)) ((for starters, there is a /hole/ and not a small leak.)) thebestdecepticonleader 7:30 pm ((oh man, hope it's fixed soon)) SunstreakerCMO 7:30 pm -and bleated nod back to Soundwave, he almost forgot to greet the host for tonight- SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:30 pm ((it will be. *ominous thunder*)) NoodlesAtNight 7:31 pm ((man. i hope y'all got that covered up with a tarp or someth. good it's gonna be fixed tho, whoo)) SunstreakerCMO 7:31 pm ((yaaay NoodlesAtNight 7:31 pm [[Injured yourself again? Or is there someone who needs a lesson taught?]] Today SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:32 pm *holds up one finger, before wiggling the wings in a "sort of" gesture.* NoodlesAtNight 7:32 pm ((also i'll be starting at 8, so y'all got time to grab snacks and whatnots)) thebestdecepticonleader 7:32 pm Would you like a datapad for communicating? NoodlesAtNight 7:33 pm *Glances at Starscream and pings him a thank you for offering that to the dragon. How thoughtful.* thebestdecepticonleader 7:33 pm *holding out datapad from subspace* It's blank so you can have it SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:34 pm *the dragon nods, and grabs it with her tiny dragon paws. she's fox-sized, so it may be a lil big for her, but it's a /lot/ better than charades. lessee, where's the text-to-speech option here...* thebestdecepticonleader 7:35 pm *Quickly points out the button for her* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:38 pm *thank you, starscream!* {{Misgrown tooth. Sometimes the replacement teeth get misaligned when growing. It happens.}} NoodlesAtNight 7:39 pm [[Ah. He has felt that pain before. Is there anything we can do for it while you are here?]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:39 pm ((which is the most horrifying thing to imagine, btw. I don't know how sharks manage it. imagine a tooth trying to grow up into your eyes.)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:40 pm {{No, but thank you for offering. It's a routine surgery, I just have to keep the jaw stable while everything heals up.}} SunstreakerCMO 7:41 pm -okay, that sounds painful- NoodlesAtNight 7:41 pm *He bobs his head.* [[As you wish, then.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:41 pm *the dragon gives him her best salute! she appreciates Soundwave so much.* thebestdecepticonleader 7:41 pm Glad to hear that it's going to be okay opatoes 7:42 pm /Smokescreen's running in- he almost forgot about tonight! But he's here! With snacks!/ Evening, everyone! thebestdecepticonleader 7:42 pm Smokescreen! opatoes 7:42 pm Starry! thebestdecepticonleader 7:42 pm You're okay to trust opatoes 7:43 pm Me? ... Is everything okay, Starry? Did you remember anything, or? thebestdecepticonleader 7:43 pm *whispering* Can I trust them? SCProwl 7:43 pm Evening, Smokescreen. NoodlesAtNight 7:43 pm [[Welcome, Smokescreen. You've come prepared, he sees.]] thebestdecepticonleader 7:44 pm *whispering* Not much, I've remembered a bit about you and the streams but not much else opatoes 7:44 pm /Whispering back/ For the most part, yeah! Soundwave is weird, but- he might be able to help you out with the memory thing? He's got weird tentacles, though, so watch out for that. thebestdecepticonleader 7:44 pm Thanks opatoes 7:44 pm Happy 2013!! SunstreakerCMO 7:44 pm -has just quietly folded his legs under himself, resting his chin on his knee- opatoes 7:46 pm /Smokescreen's getting up to dance along to the music!/ SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:46 pm *the dragon's kinda parked by the datapad, but it's all good. if she fits, she sits.* NoodlesAtNight 7:46 pm [[You do not come here often, Sunstreaker. Having a break from the usual?]] *Ah, dancing! He'll keep that recording.* SunstreakerCMO 7:47 pm ...yes. I needed time off before I burnt myself out. opatoes 7:47 pm /Looking over at Soundwave, and waving. He wouldn't mind having a dance partner!/ SCProwl 7:47 pm *gently tapping fingers on the opposite arm to the music* Is the Captain going to be joining us tonight? thebestdecepticonleader 7:47 pm Smokey... should I join you? I don't remember if I like it opatoes 7:48 pm You should give it a go! I could teach you the steps? ... I don't actually know if you know, come to think of it. NoodlesAtNight 7:48 pm *...You know what, he'll grant Smokescreen this thing. Just once. They can dance to the next one.* [[He does not know if the Captain is coming. He hopes so.]] thebestdecepticonleader 7:48 pm If the next song is good for dancing I will then NoodlesAtNight 7:48 pm [[...Ah - your feed. Here.]] SCProwl 7:48 pm Oh, yes, thank you. opatoes 7:49 pm /Well- in that case, he's got a couple dance partners! He's going to reach for Soundwave first, so Starscream can watch and decide!/ thebestdecepticonleader 7:49 pm *watches intently* SCProwl 7:49 pm This sounds more appropriate for a different kind of dancing than whatever you were attempting earlier, Smokescreen. NoodlesAtNight 7:50 pm *He'll be smooth as butter. Smokescreen won't have any problems from this side.* opatoes 7:51 pm Well, yeah! There's a lot of different ways to dance! /And Smokescreen is pretty good on his feet, and Soundwave shouldn't have any problems with him, either!/ SunstreakerCMO 7:51 pm -oh, this looks like dancing he knows- thebestdecepticonleader 7:51 pm It's beautiful SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:51 pm *the dragon nods in agreement with Starscream* SunstreakerCMO 7:52 pm -hums an agreement as well- NoodlesAtNight 7:52 pm *He'll spin away from Smokescreen to let Starscream have a try.* verdigrisprowl 7:52 pm *arrives* opatoes 7:52 pm /Oh! That was pretty nice! Smokescreen's offering a servo to Starscream, ready to let him try!/ thebestdecepticonleader 7:53 pm *takes hand* opatoes 7:53 pm Soundwave, I'd definitely be up to dance with you again, sometime! NoodlesAtNight 7:53 pm [[So,]] *While passing Sunstreaker to get a small tray of snacks* [[Burnt out? Tired of your work?]] *And back to Smokescreen.* [[He will think about it.]] verdigrisprowl 7:53 pm *... disapproves of Soundwave's choice in dance partners; but he's not the one dancing, so he's got nothing to say about it.* thebestdecepticonleader 7:53 pm How do I do this? NoodlesAtNight 7:53 pm *Pings Prowl an affection/greeting combo. Welcome, welcome, dear Captain. He holds out a hand. Do you want a round of your own?* SunstreakerCMO 7:53 pm Mn? Just tired in general. SCProwl 7:54 pm *pings alternate hello* thebestdecepticonleader 7:54 pm Do I hold you like Soundwave was? opatoes 7:54 pm /Smokescreen's starting out with a simple, kinda bouncy dance with Starscream, resting one servo on Starscream's waist./ Just- try to step in time to the music with me! opatoes 7:54 pm Yeah! That would work. thebestdecepticonleader 7:54 pm Oh okay! *holds* *slowly getting the hang of it* opatoes 7:55 pm /He's picking up the pace a little more, since this is a bit faster than the last song!/ verdigrisprowl 7:55 pm *pings them both back.* thebestdecepticonleader 7:55 pm This is fun verdigrisprowl 7:55 pm *he glances at what smokescreen and starscream are doing, then gives soundwave a quiet headshake; he doesn't know this dance.* opatoes 7:56 pm It is! I'm glad you like it- is anything coming back for you? /Can Smokescreen dip Starscream? He wants to dip him./ NoodlesAtNight 7:56 pm *Nods and turns the held out hand into a beckoning motion. Join him, then?*

[[You and Blaster really must consider a proper vacation. If he can learn to take one, so can you both, Sunstreaker.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:56 pm *the dragon is tapping her paws- a full aerial dance would probably be inadvisable, but this song is nice and bouncy...* verdigrisprowl 7:56 pm *sits with* NoodlesAtNight 7:57 pm *Lean up. Hmmm. Good.* SunstreakerCMO 7:57 pm I will take a vacation when I retire. thebestdecepticonleader 7:57 pm *dips* Nothings coming back, but I'm okay with that for now I guess NoodlesAtNight 7:57 pm ((three minutes, grab whatever you need - we're starting after this one)) SunstreakerCMO 7:58 pm ...or I find someone who can replace me. opatoes 7:58 pm Fair enough! Like I said- it might not hurt to talk to Soundwave about it? I think he knows a thing or two about dealing with lost memories and stuff. /Smokescreen's going to spin Starscream about! This song's fun!/ thebestdecepticonleader 7:59 pm *spin, spin, spin* Smokey is a dancing queen! opatoes 7:59 pm I can dance, I can die- thebestdecepticonleader 7:59 pm No opatoes 7:59 pm ... wait, what is that second line? thebestdecepticonleader 7:59 pm No dying SunstreakerCMO 8:00 pm -softly hums along with the song- opatoes 8:00 pm /Spin, spin, swing!/ thebestdecepticonleader 8:00 pm *twirls Smokey* NoodlesAtNight 8:00 pm [[From experience? That is a long, long time to wait.]] *About the being replaced bit.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:00 pm *okay, /maybe/ the dragon will do the little criss-crossing dance from the Aristocats. maybe. just a little.* opatoes 8:00 pm I promise I probably won't die anytime soon! As long as I don't drink anything weird again, I'll be fiiiine- /Grinning with the twirling, before taking it slow with the tempo change./ verdigrisprowl 8:01 pm *mumbles* especially if your idea of a vacation is less than a year long. *nudge nudge* NoodlesAtNight 8:02 pm *Soundwave claps quietly for all the dancers.*

@P: [[He wouldn't know what to /do./ Better were someone there to show him.]] opatoes 8:02 pm /Slowly ending the dance, leading Starscream to the couch!/ How'd you like that, Starry? Fun? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:02 pm *loafs back up. comfy dragon.* NoodlesAtNight 8:02 pm ((WARNINGS, GOTHAM S2 17-19 // Violence, blood, death. Poor depictions of mental illness, ableist language, mentioned consequences of ableism, psychiatric and medical abuse. Family abuse. Suggestive scenes, flashing lights. Animal death, cannibalism, brainwashing.)) SunstreakerCMO 8:02 pm -huffs- I /am/ training a few. NoodlesAtNight 8:02 pm ((I'll try to remember before the flashing lights but I'm a little unfocused tonight so no perfect promises)) thebestdecepticonleader 8:03 pm It was great *sits next to Smokey* opatoes 8:04 pm /Leaning against Starscream, relaxing./ You need help getting caught up with this show, Starry? thebestdecepticonleader 8:06 pm I guess... can probably figure most of it out though opatoes 8:06 pm That's true! It's not too hard to figure stuff out. NoodlesAtNight 8:07 pm [[...Do they, now?]] opatoes 8:08 pm I mean... That would make sense. Wouldn't you want to keep all calls recorded if you worked in some kinda detective place? NoodlesAtNight 8:08 pm [[Personally, he would keep all calls recorded no matter what. But he sees your point.]] opatoes 8:09 pm I probably should start recording more of my calls, come to think of it! NoodlesAtNight 8:09 pm [[He certainly won't advise against it.]] verdigrisprowl 8:09 pm You DO keep all calls recorded no matter what. NoodlesAtNight 8:09 pm [[Yes, that's what he meant.]] *Amused ping.* NoodlesAtNight 8:10 pm [[For Primus' sake, Jim human. You'll be mistaken for a criminal if you pick up that kn--there, you see.]] [[...Well. A criminal for a different reason.]] opatoes 8:10 pm He's... Really bad at this verdigrisprowl 8:11 pm Sock them out, pick up the knife only long enough to make them run, drop the knife, run the other way. Don't linger with the knife. NoodlesAtNight 8:11 pm [[Agreed.]] opatoes 8:12 pm This... isn't going to go well NoodlesAtNight 8:13 pm [[Ugh.]] thebestdecepticonleader 8:13 pm That's horrible thebestdecepticonleader 8:14 pm How could you treat a child that way? NoodlesAtNight 8:14 pm [[Greed.]] thebestdecepticonleader 8:14 pm Yeah, but that doesn't make it right SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:14 pm {{Some people are just awful.}} NoodlesAtNight 8:15 pm [[He never said it was.]] thebestdecepticonleader 8:15 pm If I saw someone treating their child that way I would probably try to stop it by any means necessary NoodlesAtNight 8:16 pm *Already fiddling with the audio.* [[Then that makes you a better mech than most.]] thebestdecepticonleader 8:16 pm Sounded like a pigeon to me opatoes 8:17 pm Is the voice Penguin... NoodlesAtNight 8:17 pm [[Oh, this will be enjoyable.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:17 pm ((what I miss 😮 )) Swervester 8:17 pm //tyhbb asking the guy who did it for help NoodlesAtNight 8:17 pm ((jim got the tape of the IA call, babs is semi-convincing strange she's okay now)) thebestdecepticonleader 8:17 pm Why would a pigeon and a penguin work together though? NoodlesAtNight 8:17 pm [[Birds of a feather.]] *Huff* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:17 pm *comes SCREECHING through the door, sliding to a stop, still QUITE smokey* Swervester 8:18 pm [snorts quietly] Ed's not going to do what he wants him to do. SCProwl 8:18 pm *flinches at the noise* opatoes 8:18 pm ... Did Ed do it Swervester 8:18 pm He's gonna destroy the tape, probably. NoodlesAtNight 8:18 pm [[Eugh - Swoop! Go finish smoking outside.]] opatoes 8:18 pm !! /Waving at Swoop!/ thebestdecepticonleader 8:18 pm Birds are quite a nuisance SunstreakerCMO 8:18 pm -jolts in surprise- MedicalMurdersaurus 8:18 pm *shakes himself from toe to tip* verdigrisprowl 8:18 pm If they've got a recording of a bird on the tape, it'll be easy to raise the pitch back to one that matches the bird's natural pitch, and that'll isolate the caller's voice. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:18 pm *leaves a nice ashy spot* : > NoodlesAtNight 8:19 pm *Facepalms.* thebestdecepticonleader 8:19 pm Only if they know what type of bird it is opatoes 8:19 pm ... Is he gonna end up poisoning them MedicalMurdersaurus 8:19 pm ((good god how old are these children)) verdigrisprowl 8:19 pm Birds have distinct calls, I'm told. NoodlesAtNight 8:19 pm [[Birds are not a nuisance.]] *He's been doing what Prowl said, but he's not familiar with many Earth bird calls, and it's slow work hunting down recordings online.* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:19 pm Bird? :V NoodlesAtNight 8:20 pm {{Bird here.}} *She blows a raspberry at Starscream.* thebestdecepticonleader 8:20 pm They get stuck in my engines when I am flying, the feathers are horrible to clean out MedicalMurdersaurus 8:20 pm *scrambles over to her* Hi! verdigrisprowl 8:20 pm ... He's either going to "accidentally" destroy the tape, or try to kill Jim. thebestdecepticonleader 8:20 pm I don't mean birds like you, I mean fleshie birds NoodlesAtNight 8:21 pm [[Oh yes, many calls. He records new ones when he goes flying. Still, there are many more that he has not heard himself...]] SCProwl 8:21 pm Given his previous actions, I'm leaning toward Edward trying to kill Jim. NoodlesAtNight 8:21 pm {{Hiiiiiiii.}} verdigrisprowl 8:21 pm Oh. Now it's going to be murder. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:21 pm {{Jim is probably the only cop that would try to catch a criminal amongst the force. The Riddling Human has to cover his tracks.}} MedicalMurdersaurus 8:21 pm *heard "killed lots of people" and is interested despite not having a clue waht's going on* verdigrisprowl 8:21 pm Oh, look, he has a point. NoodlesAtNight 8:21 pm [[He had better cover them quicker. He is getting nervous.]] Swervester 8:22 pm He suspects something is off? NoodlesAtNight 8:22 pm [[Ed is being unusually defensive of the murderer.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:22 pm This a fight movie, Bird? Blood guts? : > NoodlesAtNight 8:22 pm *OH. He's got it.* NoodlesAtNight 8:23 pm {{It little bit blood guts.}} SunstreakerCMO 8:23 pm .... verdigrisprowl 8:23 pm A clock. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:23 pm {{A clock?}} MedicalMurdersaurus 8:23 pm Cool : > SunstreakerCMO 8:23 pm Ah. Swervester 8:23 pm Oh. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:23 pm KAHA opatoes 8:23 pm W. How do you do that to a chair MedicalMurdersaurus 8:23 pm It ZAP! MedicalMurdersaurus 8:24 pm Like Bird : > SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:24 pm *OOF. Tazed. That's gotta hurt.* Swervester 8:24 pm This is why you tell someone where you're going. SunstreakerCMO 8:24 pm ..... SCProwl 8:24 pm Quite easily. verdigrisprowl 8:24 pm As I said. NoodlesAtNight 8:24 pm [[Run faster, Jim.]] thebestdecepticonleader 8:24 pm Hm, murdery NoodlesAtNight 8:24 pm [[...Well. Hobble faster.]] SunstreakerCMO 8:25 pm He did just get shot... verdigrisprowl 8:25 pm And that's why you double tap before moving the body. opatoes 8:26 pm It's a good skill! are they living in a skyrim dungeon thebestdecepticonleader 8:26 pm who is this poor guy? NoodlesAtNight 8:27 pm [[Honestly, double tapping should be a habit for anyone who intends to terminate someone. It's a matter of care and efficiency.]]

[[He wonders how difficult it is to do. Sewing, that is.]] [[...She KEPT it?]] opatoes 8:27 pm I know how to sew! Kinda! I could teach you if you want, Soundwave. Swervester 8:27 pm Oh no don't hurt the dog opatoes 8:27 pm Oh no thebestdecepticonleader 8:27 pm Poor doggy NoodlesAtNight 8:28 pm [[What kind of idiot KEEPS the poison?]] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:28 pm * glances over at the discussion of double taps and bobbles his head in agreement, even if he has no idea why we're talking about making real sure people are dead dead* verdigrisprowl 8:28 pm Shouldn't have poured it all out. Now you have no evidence. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:28 pm ((don't give the doge booze, even if it isn't poison....) opatoes 8:28 pm Uh. SunstreakerCMO 8:28 pm ....? SCProwl 8:29 pm Ah, they finally broke Strange's "fix". verdigrisprowl 8:29 pm *isn't convinced of it* ((look at bruce, he's getting so tall)) SunstreakerCMO 8:30 pm -hums again- SCProwl 8:30 pm ((he's ridiculously tall now verdigrisprowl 8:30 pm ((he's almost ready to enter fourth grade)) NoodlesAtNight 8:30 pm ((LMAO)) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:30 pm *finds an empty floor spot to sprawl his dino-self out all over the place* NoodlesAtNight 8:31 pm *Bird sprawls on top of him. Which... is basically just setting down in one place.* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:31 pm ((Drive off into the sunset, barb....)) NoodlesAtNight 8:31 pm ((i love his wannabe bloodspattered tie)) opatoes 8:32 pm Phfff NoodlesAtNight 8:32 pm {{Haaaa. Bird likes her.}} MedicalMurdersaurus 8:32 pm What You like? : > NoodlesAtNight 8:32 pm {{What her said.}} Swervester 8:32 pm [snorts] NoodlesAtNight 8:33 pm ((one day prowl is gonna need someone to fulfill this role and everyone's gonna look to laserbeak)) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:33 pm *stares at Bird until she remembers he isn't remotely paying attention* verdigrisprowl 8:33 pm ((LMAO)) NoodlesAtNight 8:33 pm *Bird stares back. ....... Pinches beak.* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:33 pm ((yeah but she might use the opportunity to do it for real)) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:34 pm *squeaks* verdigrisprowl 8:35 pm ((yknow, gotham, you COULD just have ed talk to himself like a normal person, instead of talking to himself like a fakey fake CrAaAaAzY mAn)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:35 pm ((inorite)) opatoes 8:35 pm ((honestly SCProwl 8:35 pm ((if only SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:36 pm ((by the power of our salt combined, we are... something)) thebestdecepticonleader 8:36 pm ((pretty bad NoodlesAtNight 8:36 pm ((tbh ed's role throughout the series is a constant run of good work and bad work alternating)) verdigrisprowl 8:36 pm ((the Riddler Anti-Defamation Squad)) SCProwl 8:36 pm ((i like to think ed is mostly acting like this because this is how he thinks he should act as a crazy murderer man verdigrisprowl 8:36 pm ((the RADS)) thebestdecepticonleader 8:37 pm death? Swervester 8:37 pm //sighs loudly at the 'no i've always been insane i just have to admit it to myself' when in reality it was more like a stupid fuck up he followed up by an unrealistic 'mental break' NoodlesAtNight 8:37 pm [[Nicely done.]] thebestdecepticonleader 8:37 pm wow I got it! NoodlesAtNight 8:37 pm ((a favorite moment coming up)) opatoes 8:37 pm ... PHfhffff SunstreakerCMO 8:37 pm Ah. opatoes 8:37 pm PFHGFGHF NoodlesAtNight 8:37 pm ((and there it is <3 )) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:37 pm *EXPLODES laughing* verdigrisprowl 8:37 pm Pffff! Dramatic escape. SCProwl 8:37 pm ((bwahahaha MedicalMurdersaurus 8:37 pm *always a fan of someone tripping* opatoes 8:37 pm That was. That was amazing NoodlesAtNight 8:37 pm [[Snow is awful. This is proof.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:38 pm ((if that is the dog....)) opatoes 8:38 pm That's true! SCProwl 8:38 pm ...oh. verdigrisprowl 8:38 pm ... It WAS broken. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:39 pm ((beautiful)) thebestdecepticonleader 8:39 pm ew NoodlesAtNight 8:39 pm *Huffing noisily* opatoes 8:39 pm Primus verdigrisprowl 8:39 pm *slowly relaxes* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:39 pm *has no idea why that scene happened but enjoyed the stabbing regardless* : > thebestdecepticonleader 8:39 pm I mean, she was a horrible step-mother but... Swervester 8:39 pm ....So that was. verdigrisprowl 8:40 pm *and continues relaxing* opatoes 8:40 pm Is he finally getting his yearly vacation verdigrisprowl 8:40 pm *slumps back into the chair.* opatoes 8:40 pm ... Does he even get dental NoodlesAtNight 8:40 pm @P: [[Relieved?]] verdigrisprowl 8:41 pm @S «Beyond words.» SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:41 pm {{I can't recommend not getting dental.}} NoodlesAtNight 8:41 pm {{Heh.}} NoodlesAtNight 8:42 pm @P: [[That is good.]] opatoes 8:43 pm He was out there for a day and then immediately runs away Swervester 8:43 pm Casn't he at LEAST explain that he has something he needs to do that she'll be in danger doing verdigrisprowl 8:43 pm Why does she automatically assume the worst. He told her up front this was a temporary learning experience for him. NoodlesAtNight 8:43 pm [[It was longer than a day.]]

[[And yes, he should explain. He does not yet know how to give information without giving all of it.]] verdigrisprowl 8:43 pm He's said that that learning experience is over. He didn't say he's never speaking to her again. NoodlesAtNight 8:44 pm {{Her dumb. That good warm skin coat.}} verdigrisprowl 8:44 pm Her very dumb. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:44 pm Me Swoop warm : > NoodlesAtNight 8:44 pm {{Swoop good warmer.}} *Pat pat* SCProwl 8:44 pm Perhaps she hoped he could be convinced to stay with her permanently? verdigrisprowl 8:45 pm ((she's in oklahoma)) ((poor woman)) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:45 pm ((PUNCH HER)) verdigrisprowl 8:45 pm Shut the door. NoodlesAtNight 8:45 pm [[Oh, leave him /alone/ already.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:45 pm *descends into a giggling mess at the complement and pat combo* NoodlesAtNight 8:45 pm [[Your life is better without him anyway.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:45 pm {{Infatuations are foolish.}} thebestdecepticonleader 8:45 pm I don't know much about human ages, but they seem young to be having a permanent intimate relationship verdigrisprowl 8:46 pm Ugh. God, we're going to get another hamhanded love triangle, aren't w— Don't let her in! Make her stay outside! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:46 pm {{Er, they cause foolish behavior. I should be better at explaining things in writing.}} opatoes 8:47 pm He should really get a restraining order, though. I mean. She did try to offline him. verdigrisprowl 8:47 pm Kick her out. opatoes 8:48 pm Don't bend the pizza! MedicalMurdersaurus 8:48 pm Bird. Me Swoop love you : > NoodlesAtNight 8:48 pm ((i gushed about this elsewhere but: i love that gotham is so dedicated to the unpinnable decade aesthetic they have flat modern monitors with early 90s program look)) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:49 pm ((they do a great job making this seem like it's happening in _all_ times)) verdigrisprowl 8:49 pm He's being a terrible detective. NoodlesAtNight 8:49 pm [[In fairness, he IS a youngling. And his role model is not the greatest.]] SCProwl 8:50 pm I don't like Barbara much better than anyone else here does, but I don't understand why humans can't come to some agreement that involve all three people instead of these ridiculous love triangles involving everyone picking only one partner. Swervester 8:50 pm //i like that jim has a flipphone tbh NoodlesAtNight 8:50 pm ((flip phones and rotaries as far as the eye can see)) {{Oooooo. That nice drawer.}} MedicalMurdersaurus 8:50 pm Whammy drawer : > opatoes 8:50 pm The whammy drawer? ... Why does he have all this verdigrisprowl 8:51 pm That drives me crazy. Monogamy is an awful system. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:51 pm Mace pretty fun SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:51 pm {{I think humans falling in and out of love have something to do with it. They don't pair or multibond and stay bonded for life.}} MedicalMurdersaurus 8:51 pm *is DELIGHTED with the whammy drawer's use* verdigrisprowl 8:51 pm Oh. Wow. He's even more violent now. SunstreakerCMO 8:51 pm ....... NoodlesAtNight 8:51 pm [[And yet they seem determined to try.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:51 pm *couldn't smile wider if he tried, this is great* verdigrisprowl 8:51 pm ((the club is called The Artemis.)) ((she's a lesbian now. no takebacks.)) Swervester 8:51 pm Wow once he had no badge to listen to he went real violent NoodlesAtNight 8:52 pm ((no takebacks required. you're pretty much on the nose.)) verdigrisprowl 8:52 pm ((IS IT A LESBIAN BAR)) NoodlesAtNight 8:52 pm (( 😃 )) verdigrisprowl 8:52 pm ((YEEEEEEAH)) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:52 pm Soundwave, fastforward to more punching! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:53 pm {{If they intend to keep trying at something they're clearly bad at, that's probably a failing on their part.}} ((OOOOH, KILLER CROC)) ((the bae in the bay)) NoodlesAtNight 8:53 pm ((also: if it will help ease any ooc irritations with jim's violence, a tidbit i recently learned -- they had actually planned to have jim slide down into being a villain (not unprecedented!) but got told no around the time they were almost done setting up for it)) verdigrisprowl 8:53 pm ((that explains a lot)) Swervester 8:53 pm //lmao MedicalMurdersaurus 8:53 pm ((look at this wonderful baby bat)) SCProwl 8:53 pm I know nothing about humans aside from what I've seen in these documentaries, but they seem perfectly capable of loving multiple people. Or the whole needing to chose between two perfect acceptable beings wouldn't be such a running thing. NoodlesAtNight 8:53 pm [[He's using that excuse. Technical skills being morally neutral.]] Swervester 8:54 pm //i'm mostly amused they waited until they'd finished setting up his villian origin to tell them no NoodlesAtNight 8:55 pm ((it wasn't the first time and it won't be the last)) verdigrisprowl 8:55 pm I tried to learn lockpicking. NoodlesAtNight 8:55 pm [[...Correct him if he is wrong, but that is a nonstandard hand for humans.]]

[[...How did learning it go?]] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:55 pm *flexes his own claws* Her small hands SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:55 pm {{Look at her hand. It's beautiful.}} thebestdecepticonleader 8:55 pm Maybe don't call people things NoodlesAtNight 8:55 pm [[He agrees. Those claws must be powerful.]] NoodlesAtNight 8:56 pm {{Her human. It not her fault her hand tiny.}} MedicalMurdersaurus 8:56 pm You whole BIRD tiny : > SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:56 pm {{Sharp, too. Between muscles and structure... It's a shame humans are so bad at making things clawproof.}} verdigrisprowl 8:57 pm The theory's easy. I lack the... *wiggles his fingers* grace to pull it off. SCProwl 8:57 pm ((criminal lesbians! \o/ Swervester 8:57 pm So, lesbian crimnals onlyu NoodlesAtNight 8:58 pm [[Ahh. He supposes that makes sense.]] *Pause.* [[He wonders what you would be like with a pair of feelers. Harder for criminals to run from, if nothing else.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:59 pm *couldn't care less about all this talking and tries to reach over his shoulder to pet Bird instead of watching* verdigrisprowl 8:59 pm ((@gotham i'm already completely burned on barbara's character, sending her through arkham for a reboot and forcing her into a useful role after all the bullshit we got out of her just makes her more annoying)) verdigrisprowl 9:00 pm ((you coulda called lee back and had her go in to seduce the lady)) MedicalMurdersaurus 9:01 pm *is flexible but wings get in a way of getting a solid pet for borb, but damned if he didn't try* NoodlesAtNight 9:02 pm *She'll chirp in thanks anyway* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:02 pm {{You want to coerce her into getting killed?}} verdigrisprowl 9:04 pm ((@gotham whether this is an act or a legitimate backstab I'm /still/ burned out on her)) NoodlesAtNight 9:05 pm ((i regret to inform you that babs has yet to go away for good)) verdigrisprowl 9:05 pm ((i know. i know.)) Swervester 9:05 pm Really NoodlesAtNight 9:05 pm [[Well. She /is/ clever, at least.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 9:05 pm ((whyyyyyy)) MedicalMurdersaurus 9:06 pm *streeeeeeeeeeeetches out like a ptero-rug* NoodlesAtNight 9:06 pm ((because they keep wanting to do things with her and it not working out. like i said. not the first, not the last. there are a few others besides them too, sadly.)) NoodlesAtNight 9:07 pm [[Have this discussion later. Leave. Now.]] verdigrisprowl 9:07 pm "This is private property." "Girl comes with us." MedicalMurdersaurus 9:07 pm YAHHH MedicalMurdersaurus 9:08 pm DEAD verdigrisprowl 9:08 pm I take it the girl is considered part of the private property. NoodlesAtNight 9:08 pm [[He thinks the security guard was separate from the thugs.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:08 pm {{Experiments often are.}} NoodlesAtNight 9:08 pm [[But in the eyes of Wayne Enterprises? Likely.]] verdigrisprowl 9:08 pm They seemed to be together. MedicalMurdersaurus 9:09 pm ((Bruce is a billionaire with a b. No one is getting him on trespassing.)) NoodlesAtNight 9:09 pm [[Perhaps.]] thebestdecepticonleader 9:09 pm Maybe he should consider giving her another chance verdigrisprowl 9:10 pm ((if he was a millionaire would his name be mruce)) NoodlesAtNight 9:10 pm [[On the one hand, he has a right to tell her to go away forever. On the other hand, she /could/ be useful.]] verdigrisprowl 9:10 pm S— Who's holding something? Someone throw something at Starscream for me. NoodlesAtNight 9:10 pm [[No violence, please. Not even for that.]] thebestdecepticonleader 9:10 pm I'm not saying he should forgive her, I'm saying maybe she has changed thebestdecepticonleader 9:11 pm And I don't really know what lead up to this point verdigrisprowl 9:11 pm Not even a light food item? NoodlesAtNight 9:11 pm *Laserbeak flicks a teeny tiny candy at Starscream. It plinks off his cockpit glass.* NoodlesAtNight 9:12 pm [[Laserbeak! No. Upstairs.]] verdigrisprowl 9:12 pm I appreciate your sacrifice, Laserbeak. thebestdecepticonleader 9:12 pm *faking* Oh no, I'm hit! Man down! MedicalMurdersaurus 9:12 pm *perks up* Noooooo! thebestdecepticonleader 9:12 pm Avenge me! MedicalMurdersaurus 9:12 pm *goes from zero to pout in a hot second, all directed at Soundwave* NoodlesAtNight 9:12 pm {{Neheh. Never catch Bird. Bird got Dinobot.}} thebestdecepticonleader 9:12 pm Tell Megatron I love him UGH! *dies* NoodlesAtNight 9:12 pm *She floats toward the door.* verdigrisprowl 9:12 pm *disgusted grimace* NoodlesAtNight 9:13 pm [[...He refuses to tell Megatron any such thing.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 9:13 pm *scrambles after bird* thebestdecepticonleader 9:13 pm Oh come on it was funny verdigrisprowl 9:13 pm ... Hold on. Let's consider this. thebestdecepticonleader 9:13 pm Besides, he knows verdigrisprowl 9:13 pm If a Megatron was told this, would he be pleased, or revolted? thebestdecepticonleader 9:14 pm Pleased NoodlesAtNight 9:14 pm ((that is a very cold and unhappy soundwave)) opatoes 9:14 pm Don't turn off someone's music! verdigrisprowl 9:14 pm Ah. Then no, let's not tell him. MedicalMurdersaurus 9:14 pm ((the face he hasn't developed an accent as a result of being frozen saddens me)) opatoes 9:14 pm ... Won't he die thebestdecepticonleader 9:14 pm As I said, he knows SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:14 pm {{They /chained/ her up.}} thebestdecepticonleader 9:14 pm I've told him at least twice today verdigrisprowl 9:15 pm I see no benefit to calling any Megatron to inform him of any such thing unless it's going to make him unhappy. NoodlesAtNight 9:15 pm [[That's more thought than he gave it. He simply doesn't care to speak to a Megatron.]] verdigrisprowl 9:15 pm Me neither. I was playing along with the gag. opatoes 9:15 pm Starry... thebestdecepticonleader 9:16 pm Yeah? NoodlesAtNight 9:16 pm [[Ah! Then it was a good gag.]] verdigrisprowl 9:16 pm But now I'm getting actually grossed out. opatoes 9:16 pm ... Nothing, nothing. /Smokescreen's going to pat Starscream!/ NoodlesAtNight 9:16 pm [[...Take the money or take the headache? Group discussion.]] thebestdecepticonleader 9:16 pm *hugs Smokey* you're such a good friend MedicalMurdersaurus 9:16 pm *would vote in favor of fighting just to fight if he wasn't busy being Laserbeak's shadow* NoodlesAtNight 9:17 pm *Through the door* {{MONEY}} verdigrisprowl 9:17 pm Try to kick him in the crotch with my heel. opatoes 9:17 pm I wish I could be a better friend- But thank you, Starry. You're a good friend, too. NoodlesAtNight 9:17 pm [[That is cheating.]] thebestdecepticonleader 9:17 pm Really? opatoes 9:18 pm Yeah! You've always been a good friend. NoodlesAtNight 9:18 pm *Surprised blip* thebestdecepticonleader 9:18 pm You would tell Megatron I loved him if I died, wouldn't you? Like, really died? opatoes 9:18 pm ... You're not going to die, Starry. thebestdecepticonleader 9:18 pm No but, if I did opatoes 9:19 pm You won't! NoodlesAtNight 9:19 pm ((he got an Upgrade 😀 )) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:19 pm {{That's a handsome suit.}} thebestdecepticonleader 9:19 pm Of course not, but still verdigrisprowl 9:19 pm Is the binary question supposed to be taken strictly, or are you actually asking what I'd do in that scenario? opatoes 9:19 pm ... The shooting's not gonna work, is it? MedicalMurdersaurus 9:19 pm ((okay but how did he recognize him at a distance, when the thinks he died, dude's hair is different and all this other stuff)) thebestdecepticonleader 9:19 pm With all these Autobots around you can never be too careful NoodlesAtNight 9:19 pm [[He already knows you would find a third option. In this instance, it is a strict binary.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:19 pm {{Don't do it, Karen.}} thebestdecepticonleader 9:19 pm I mean it opatoes 9:20 pm Oh no ... /Covering Starscream's optics/ NoodlesAtNight 9:20 pm {{Noooo. Dumb icicle human.}} thebestdecepticonleader 9:20 pm 😔 MedicalMurdersaurus 9:20 pm Her EXPLODED keheheh opatoes 9:20 pm /This is at least a good distraction from the question!/ SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:20 pm *the dragon actually jerks back and hisses at that, jaw bandaged shut or no.* NoodlesAtNight 9:20 pm *Tiny shudder. What a horrid way to go.* thebestdecepticonleader 9:20 pm But why? opatoes 9:21 pm ... I just thought of a horrible question thebestdecepticonleader 9:21 pm Hopefully she only felt a bit of the freezing and died instantly opatoes 9:21 pm Do uh. Do those ice bits uh. thebestdecepticonleader 9:21 pm melt? opatoes 9:21 pm Melt, yeah- but thebestdecepticonleader 9:21 pm I imagine so verdigrisprowl 9:21 pm (("she's come home." the only thing you two ever did on screen was sexily flirt for the dudebros watching tv. you ain't a home.)) verdigrisprowl 9:22 pm In this situation, are we assuming that, when I'm given this choice, I know beyond any shadow of a doubt that I will be defeated if I fight back? opatoes 9:22 pm Why didn't he just ask her to draw a picture of the philosopher thebestdecepticonleader 9:22 pm Maybe she can't draw? Couldn't opatoes 9:22 pm Maybe describe him? NoodlesAtNight 9:22 pm [[Hmm. He would like to know both answers - if you know and if you are not sure.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 9:23 pm ((OMFG I'm dying. He used the same nickname that was in a COMPANY NEWSLETTER to hire an assassin.)) verdigrisprowl 9:23 pm If I'm not sure, I'd try to kick him in the crotch with my heel. Which would lead to being knocked out. thebestdecepticonleader 9:24 pm Who are we kicking in the crotch? NoodlesAtNight 9:24 pm ((he's too egotistical to think that would go wrong i think)) verdigrisprowl 9:24 pm If I'm sure, I'd take the money. NoodlesAtNight 9:24 pm ((and now... ouo)) verdigrisprowl 9:24 pm The person standing behind me with a gun trying to take my prisoner. Who, being human, has a vulnerable spot in the crotch. thebestdecepticonleader 9:24 pm Good choice thebestdecepticonleader 9:25 pm You could probably step on them more easily verdigrisprowl 9:25 pm In the scenario I'm a human too. Swervester 9:25 pm Wait did he have a beard before? thebestdecepticonleader 9:25 pm Ah, kick to the crotch is better Swervester 9:25 pm I thought humans don't grow hair after they die NoodlesAtNight 9:26 pm *Is oddly pleased to find one (1) scenario in which Prowl would take the money.* ((there will be a fair amount of flashing any time they return to his cell here)) MedicalMurdersaurus 9:26 pm ((ahhhh god, scratching nails off on a wall is one of the few horror movie things I can't take)) NoodlesAtNight 9:27 pm [[He does not know anything about human hair growth post death. Perhaps he grew it while on the chair.]] verdigrisprowl 9:27 pm People come back from the dead all the time. It doesn't drive them mad. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:27 pm {{Dragon fur does not grow after death.}} thebestdecepticonleader 9:28 pm You know, I think this doctor guy is the worst villain so far opatoes 9:28 pm Oh, for sure! NoodlesAtNight 9:28 pm [[It may be true that they do not know who they are. Were? Hm. Still.]] *His deployers didn't. Not exactly.* verdigrisprowl 9:28 pm Really? He just—walks up to the main suspect and gives everything away? NoodlesAtNight 9:29 pm [[Hmm.]] verdigrisprowl 9:29 pm You don't even have the police backing you up. opatoes 9:29 pm Gordon really is bad at this Swervester 9:29 pm He is... he is so bad at this verdigrisprowl 9:29 pm You jss— Gym, why are you so stupid. thebestdecepticonleader 9:29 pm How has he survived this long? opatoes 9:30 pm He is incredibly lucky NoodlesAtNight 9:30 pm ((also hugo has such an extra tie knot)) ((damn showoff)) MedicalMurdersaurus 9:30 pm Bird, this talky movie boring. verdigrisprowl 9:31 pm *shudders* *leans heavily on Soundwave* NoodlesAtNight 9:31 pm *Leans into Prowl. He's right here. No one like Hugo around.* verdigrisprowl 9:31 pm *shrinks.* *that's a statement about shrinks. he's not shrinking.* verdigrisprowl 9:32 pm *just. /shrinks./* opatoes 9:32 pm Pffff. SunstreakerCMO 9:32 pm -may have fallen asleep at some point- Swervester 9:32 pm [sighs and holds face] *stop giving away your plans Jim* opatoes 9:32 pm when you roll a natural 20 in bluff SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:33 pm *the dragon is watching raptly. what the heck is going on.* verdigrisprowl 9:34 pm ((i. i think this whole act is highly irresponsible but i'm incredibly amused.)) MedicalMurdersaurus 9:34 pm *has a thought and turns to Bird with the most serious expression his baby face can muster* Bird! Talky movies boring BUT! *smiles* Me Swoop okay for talky movie if with You Bird! : > verdigrisprowl 9:34 pm ((ed gets points for creativity)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:34 pm ((to be fair, Lucy is probably more like tourettes than a split personality, and blaming tourettes on a ghost is not a bad thing)) NoodlesAtNight 9:35 pm {{Awww. You Swoop good friend. Bird love talky movie.}} SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:35 pm ((if I had to do a watsonian interpretation)) MedicalMurdersaurus 9:35 pm Really? Why? :V SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:35 pm ((the doyleist is, of course, bad writing)) Swervester 9:35 pm //depends on the ttourettes; speaking as someone with tourettes, we have a wide variety of symptoms, and there's more than one type SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:35 pm ((:O)) ((thank you for the correction)) NoodlesAtNight 9:35 pm ((oh yeah no i don't at aaaaaall condone what ed did. or does here)) Swervester 9:35 pm //fgbv ed pls SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:36 pm ((E D)) NoodlesAtNight 9:36 pm ((and yet he somehow pays more attention to the people in there than the real shrinks)) Swervester 9:36 pm Did he accidentally help SCProwl 9:37 pm ((there's so many things wrong with Ed and the show's portrayal of many thing but Ed trying to be like sympathetic and understanding is legit kinda nice opatoes 9:37 pm ((i know right? Swervester 9:37 pm //yeah they def swing back and forth between good and bad writing in terms of ed Swervester 9:38 pm [squints] You're not his dad. Swervester 9:39 pm //i can not begin to articulate how much i hate theo's ears verdigrisprowl 9:40 pm *quietly, but with feeling.* Ugh. NoodlesAtNight 9:40 pm *Low-powered thought.* [[Agreed.]] verdigrisprowl 9:41 pm FINALLY! NoodlesAtNight 9:41 pm *Startles a bit* verdigrisprowl 9:41 pm Sorry. MedicalMurdersaurus 9:41 pm Killing people fun : > NoodlesAtNight 9:41 pm [[No, no. You're fine. You are right.]] verdigrisprowl 9:42 pm I'm just glad he finally admitted he was wrong. NoodlesAtNight 9:42 pm [[May he remember that.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:42 pm *she really, really wants to accuse Jim of hypocrisy, but Prowl's happy, so she'll keep her mouth shut* thebestdecepticonleader 9:42 pm ((Saint Dumas, saint of thieves and sinners from memory)) NoodlesAtNight 9:42 pm *People do get to learn from what they've done.* Swervester 9:43 pm I take it she doesn't have thorazine then verdigrisprowl 9:43 pm *he's not being a hypocrite; he changed his mind. there's a difference. it's only hypocrisy if he thinks his own actions were right but it would be wrong for others to do the same.* verdigrisprowl 9:44 pm *he's admitted that his actions were wrong. he no longer supports his own past actions. That's good and it's progress and Prowl is pleased to see it.* MedicalMurdersaurus 9:44 pm ((Why is Ed even in there? He's so clearly just a smart guy who kills people when he decides he has a reason to.)) Swervester 9:44 pm Leaving it open for inmates to escape and distract would have helped bim more MedicalMurdersaurus 9:44 pm *chews on his clawtip* NoodlesAtNight 9:44 pm ((he'd get out of blackgate in a minute tbh)) MedicalMurdersaurus 9:44 pm ((fair)) thebestdecepticonleader 9:44 pm ((Nope, just checked, it's Saint Dismas, my mistake)) NoodlesAtNight 9:45 pm ((ye the order of st. dumas afaik is just a batverse thing)) [[...Well, it worked.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 9:45 pm *ERUPTS in laughter* verdigrisprowl 9:45 pm (("excuse me, officer, sometimes I talk to my self. instead of prison, do you think you could send me to--" "oh, dammit.")) *huffs* thebestdecepticonleader 9:46 pm ((yeah, but I thought it was based on Dismas, a real thing)) MedicalMurdersaurus 9:46 pm SMACK (("simple" task)) Swervester 9:46 pm Ambitious time frame MedicalMurdersaurus 9:47 pm ((maybe start by seeing if he can make it to the store and back successfully)) SunstreakerCMO 9:47 pm ((okay, I think I am back now thebestdecepticonleader 9:47 pm Honestly if they kill that doctor, there would be a fraction of the crime there is now NoodlesAtNight 9:47 pm ((wb)) MedicalMurdersaurus 9:49 pm ((look at him with his friends)) SunstreakerCMO 9:49 pm ((thaaaanks)) -waking up about now- opatoes 9:49 pm Heh SCProwl 9:49 pm A monster. verdigrisprowl 9:49 pm Oh, GYM thinks the CAPTAIN is stubborn and angry. SunstreakerCMO 9:50 pm ....what? What did I miss? NoodlesAtNight 9:50 pm [[They both are. One would think they'd get along better for that.]] verdigrisprowl 9:50 pm The captain is the one who suspends and fires people for beating up suspects. Gym is the one who beats up suspects. NoodlesAtNight 9:50 pm [[A valid point.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 9:51 pm ((omfg his cape is SO LOUD how do they not EASILY keep track of him? XD)) thebestdecepticonleader 9:51 pm Sounds about right, like me and Megatron verdigrisprowl 9:51 pm ((maybe it like, echoes)) thebestdecepticonleader 9:51 pm I'm Jim NoodlesAtNight 9:51 pm [[Ah. A formative moment.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 9:51 pm ((omg look at baby bruce's lil heart eyes)) verdigrisprowl 9:51 pm Yeah, I really don't need to hear about your love life. thebestdecepticonleader 9:52 pm Not my love life, I am devoted to him completely verdigrisprowl 9:52 pm *highly doubts that Megatron is the one advocating not beating up people.* thebestdecepticonleader 9:52 pm As a subordinate verdigrisprowl 9:52 pm *Starscream's getting a lot of disgusted grimaces out of Prowl tonight* MedicalMurdersaurus 9:52 pm *starts scratching around some of his armor to dig out bits of grime and ash and whatnot from his time spent being a dirty child* SunstreakerCMO 9:53 pm ...... NoodlesAtNight 9:53 pm [[...Penguin. She may have fired the maid, but that does not mean you cannot clean up.]] thebestdecepticonleader 9:53 pm You know, like how Autobots are devoted to the Prime opatoes 9:53 pm Starry... Starry, no... SunstreakerCMO 9:53 pm -snorts- Not really thebestdecepticonleader 9:53 pm You aren't devoted to the Prime? Swervester 9:54 pm "Devoted" to him's a bit... uh. Much.\ SunstreakerCMO 9:54 pm I am not going to devote myself to a dead mech opatoes 9:54 pm I mean, I was when he was around, yeah, but- maybe not like you apparently are to Megs? SunstreakerCMO 9:54 pm I concern myself with the living MedicalMurdersaurus 9:54 pm Him Prime LAME! Him Grimlock Dinobot King! thebestdecepticonleader 9:54 pm oh is he dead in your verse? MedicalMurdersaurus 9:54 pm Him Grimlock can beat up Prime AND Megatron! SCProwl 9:54 pm Or someone who abandons his own followers. thebestdecepticonleader 9:54 pm Apparently? opatoes 9:54 pm Unfortunately, yeah. I miss him. thebestdecepticonleader 9:55 pm I'm sorry Smokey... do you need help? SunstreakerCMO 9:55 pm He is quite dead in my verse MedicalMurdersaurus 9:55 pm ((hugo don't be an actual cartoon)) thebestdecepticonleader 9:56 pm Who is your leader now though? You are devoted to them right? MedicalMurdersaurus 9:56 pm GRIMLOCK thebestdecepticonleader 9:57 pm See, Swoop agrees SunstreakerCMO 9:57 pm My leader is a mech who should not have to lead, but circumstances were... verdigrisprowl 9:57 pm *make the mistake of talking to Starscream one night and get an earful about how he loves and is devoted to Megatron. And here Prowl had thought this was one trying to cut ties with Megatron. last time Prowl tries to be optimistic.* opatoes 9:57 pm I don't really have a leader, now, I guess? I work with the Megatron in my universe to try to keep Cybertron running, but I think we're pretty much equals. And I mean, if he frags up Cybertron in any way, I'll be the first one to stop him. MedicalMurdersaurus 9:57 pm What Me Swoop agree? *just heard "Prime" and "leader" but has no idea what is happening* thebestdecepticonleader 9:58 pm Oh... so you're the new Prime then? opatoes 9:58 pm what NoodlesAtNight 9:58 pm ((i don't know why but i love how he says the "I've been there. /You/ go." bit)) thebestdecepticonleader 9:58 pm Leader of the Autobots, so you're the Prime, right? opatoes 9:58 pm N. No, I'm not. ... I don't think I am? I've been trying to avoid touching the matrix. MedicalMurdersaurus 9:58 pm ((it is a very Batman villain line)) thebestdecepticonleader 9:58 pm It isn't about the Matrix is it? verdigrisprowl 9:59 pm I'd keep him talking. Ask for more information. Why is Gym being executed? On what "sins"? That sort of thing. thebestdecepticonleader 9:59 pm It's about leadership opatoes 9:59 pm ... But- I mean, the matrix is what makes you a Prime in the first place. SunstreakerCMO 9:59 pm It makes a Prime, not a leader. NoodlesAtNight 9:59 pm [[He wonders if Azrael would be fool enough to mention Strange.]] thebestdecepticonleader 9:59 pm At least, as far as I know, I'm not an Autobot verdigrisprowl 9:59 pm Keep him distracted while covertly comming for assistance. If he does mention Strange, he'll call him "Dumas." That's who he thinks he is. opatoes 9:59 pm I mean, the war's been over. We don't really have separate leaders now, you know? But I do a lot of work to make sure bots have a place to go home to when they arrive, and that they can get the education they need, and kinda other day-to-day issues that might come up. verdigrisprowl 10:00 pm If he DOES mention Dumas, that'll be a big hint to them about, if not Azrael's full identity, then at least his allegiances. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:00 pm {{Those are some bad hinges.}} NoodlesAtNight 10:00 pm [[Hmm. True. Still, he might describe other things about where he was. You do have a good idea.]] thebestdecepticonleader 10:00 pm You're the Autobot equivalent of Megatron though... does that mean you are going to kill me NoodlesAtNight 10:00 pm [[...Ahhhh. Good point.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:01 pm {{And the sword is not much better, hm?}} SunstreakerCMO 10:01 pm ...... Swervester 10:01 pm H got distracted too much opatoes 10:01 pm What? No, no, I'm not, Starry. We're friends. Like I said, the war's over here! You're safe. You used to stay at my place to stay away from Megatron... verdigrisprowl 10:01 pm And that's why you do more than a few hours of conditioning before sending someone out with a false identity. Give them a story that's harder for them to stop believing. thebestdecepticonleader 10:01 pm I mean... the war isn't over in my universe Swervester 10:01 pm And now, when the captain is finally convinced Gordon wasn't lying, he's dead and can't help so he'll have to convince the NEXT one. opatoes 10:02 pm But that's not my war- and I don't want to hurt you, anyway. You're a good bot, Starry. MedicalMurdersaurus 10:02 pm KAHAHHA verdigrisprowl 10:02 pm *HUFF* Or that. MedicalMurdersaurus 10:02 pm BAM! thebestdecepticonleader 10:02 pm Am I? verdigrisprowl 10:02 pm I think they'll believe him. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:02 pm {{Wow.}} opatoes 10:02 pm You are! Without a doubt. thebestdecepticonleader 10:02 pm ((lol that line was great)) opatoes 10:02 pm And, I mean- I think I remember you mentioned almost becoming an Autobot one time? ... You don't remember that, do you? thebestdecepticonleader 10:03 pm But I failed Megatron today... I guess that means I am good in your eyes though No I don't remember that, I wouldn't abandon Megatron, ever verdigrisprowl 10:03 pm New policy: if you're in Gotham and you want someone dead, decapitate, AND crush brain. MedicalMurdersaurus 10:04 pm ((do they seriously just sit around all day by a fireplace? that seems great.)) thebestdecepticonleader 10:04 pm Sounds gross verdigrisprowl 10:04 pm Or else they're going to come back. thebestdecepticonleader 10:04 pm Still gross Swervester 10:04 pm Is she losing it again opatoes 10:04 pm ... Starry, I know, I know. You're always good in my eyes, you know? Uh. What happened, though? thebestdecepticonleader 10:05 pm Oh, it was great, he even forgave me for missing my target! He was really disappointed though I felt terrible SunstreakerCMO 10:05 pm ....that...sounds like it is not a good thing SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:05 pm {{It might be wise to remove the liver and heart, too. Can't get far without either one.}} SunstreakerCMO 10:05 pm Your city is going mad thebestdecepticonleader 10:06 pm Oh no it was great, he didn't even yell much NoodlesAtNight 10:06 pm [[That is generally the accepted way to destroy a zombie. Which... he doesn't know if these qualify, but they have come back from the dead, and that is close enough.]] opatoes 10:06 pm ... Did he do anything to you? Like I said- if he's still mad, you can, uh- drop by my place for the night? NoodlesAtNight 10:06 pm [[Hm. Interesting trick.]] verdigrisprowl 10:06 pm It prevents a zombie from forming. NoodlesAtNight 10:06 pm [[And that.]] SunstreakerCMO 10:07 pm .....what? verdigrisprowl 10:07 pm *tisks at ed.* Take your tools with you. thebestdecepticonleader 10:07 pm No, he just told me how bad my failure made him feel, and then told me to practice so that it doesn't happen again NoodlesAtNight 10:07 pm [[Nygma is about to get an unpleasant surprise.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:07 pm {{Well, if I wanted to truly prevent a human-type zombie from being effective, after I removed the organs I would sever all the tendons. Or simply burn it from the beginning.}} MedicalMurdersaurus 10:07 pm *perks up and looks over* Burn? SunstreakerCMO 10:07 pm ........I think I should have stayed at home opatoes 10:08 pm ... Okay. I'm glad he didn't do anything- but if you do ever need a break from being there, you know my place is always open, right? NoodlesAtNight 10:08 pm ((i hope y'all are lookin forward to next week because LEMME TELL YOU WHAT.... yep)) thebestdecepticonleader 10:08 pm I would like to stay, but he doesn't like when I leave for long periods of time, he says he gets worried about me Swervester 10:08 pm //lmao SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:08 pm ((hoo boy)) SunstreakerCMO 10:09 pm ((OuO MedicalMurdersaurus 10:09 pm Bird. Me Swoop tired. NoodlesAtNight 10:09 pm {{You want nap upstairs?}} MedicalMurdersaurus 10:09 pm Yah! With You Bird. NoodlesAtNight 10:10 pm {{Kaaay. Go run run. Bird get snacks, bring up.}} thebestdecepticonleader 10:10 pm Maybe I could stay a few hours? opatoes 10:10 pm ... Well, uh- do you wanna dance for a bit, then? And, uh- maybe, if you stay for a bit longer, he'll start to get used to it and not bug you? MedicalMurdersaurus 10:10 pm *bobbles his head in agreement and goes on ahead without her* opatoes 10:10 pm Yeah! Yeah, a few hours would be probably good. thebestdecepticonleader 10:10 pm Hey yeah, that might work opatoes 10:10 pm Give us the music! NoodlesAtNight 10:11 pm [[What makes you regret your visit, Sunstreaker?]] SunstreakerCMO 10:11 pm ......just....something on screen. thebestdecepticonleader 10:11 pm not a fan of violence? NoodlesAtNight 10:11 pm ((time marker: 10:30)) SunstreakerCMO 10:12 pm I was a frontliner before becoming a medic. Violence is hardly the issue. thebestdecepticonleader 10:12 pm cool SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:12 pm *the dragon stretches, and waves goodbye* thebestdecepticonleader 10:12 pm We could try to warn you next time though SunstreakerCMO 10:12 pm -absent wave to the dragon- NoodlesAtNight 10:12 pm *Soundwave nods goodbye to those leaving.* [[Travel safely.]] thebestdecepticonleader 10:12 pm *waves* NoodlesAtNight 10:13 pm [[Yes. He does try to keep those who need to be informed of something in the know.]] thebestdecepticonleader 10:13 pm I'm going to record the people here tonight as safe if that's okay? verdigrisprowl 10:13 pm ... What do you mean. SunstreakerCMO 10:13 pm I know you do, Soundwave. I just....it is not something I like to talk about. thebestdecepticonleader 10:14 pm I lost my memory, so I'm writing down people who won't try to kill me if I see them opatoes 10:14 pm Yeah! They're safe. Soundwave can be weird- but he's safe. thebestdecepticonleader 10:14 pm It's sort of... inconvenient to walk up to someone, say hi and get shot verdigrisprowl 10:15 pm Keep me off the list. thebestdecepticonleader 10:15 pm Okay verdigrisprowl 10:15 pm *he doesn't know under what circumstances Starscream plans on walking up to him. He's making no promises.* thebestdecepticonleader 10:15 pm Does that mean I should avoid these screenings then? SunstreakerCMO 10:15 pm ....for your safety, I should be excluded as well verdigrisprowl 10:15 pm I'm not the host. thebestdecepticonleader 10:16 pm Hmmmm, probably going to stay away then, just in case NoodlesAtNight 10:16 pm [[Very well. Tell him if you change your mind, Sunstreaker.]]

*Does NOT tell Starscream to exclude him. Being marked safe has its advantages.* thebestdecepticonleader 10:16 pm Pity, I enjoyed it NoodlesAtNight 10:16 pm [[If you like. He would not allow you to come to harm unless you began a fight first.]] SCProwl 10:16 pm *going to enjoy the music and allow herself to be marked safe. because reasons* SunstreakerCMO 10:17 pm I will. But, for now, I will keep my silence. thebestdecepticonleader 10:17 pm Yeah, but if I get shot, having them be told that they shouldn't have done that... well it's not going to bring me back to life SunstreakerCMO 10:17 pm -he could be marked safe, but Sideswipe, who tends to follow on his heels, is /not/- SCProwl 10:17 pm ((lol SunstreakerCMO 10:18 pm ((pffff verdigrisprowl 10:18 pm *if being marked as unsafe keeps Mr. I'm Devoted To Megatron from showing up in Prowl's universe with Decepticon conquest on his mind, he'll take the hit of being considered unsafe.* thebestdecepticonleader 10:20 pm Right so, marking most as not safe got it thebestdecepticonleader 10:21 pm Smokey, you're still under safe, right? SCProwl 10:21 pm Soundwave. Will you send me copies of the music we've listened to tonight? I'd like to listen to it at home. NoodlesAtNight 10:22 pm *Soundwave considers this.* [[...He will trade you for some of the oldest music you have.]] opatoes 10:22 pm I should be! I mean- yeah, I'm safe, don't worry, Starry. thebestdecepticonleader 10:22 pm *relieved* thanks SCProwl 10:23 pm All right. I'll compile some files and send them too you. ((yesss thank you opatoes 10:24 pm /Ohhhh! Oh! He's gonna get up and dance to this!/ NoodlesAtNight 10:24 pm *Soundwave turns his face away. He doesn't need to see Smokescreen dancing to these lyrics.* SunstreakerCMO 10:25 pm .....anyway, thank you for the show, I have to be going now. Good night, Soundwave. thebestdecepticonleader 10:25 pm *dances with Smokey* opatoes 10:25 pm /That's too bad! Smokescreen's having fun doing some classic Cybertronian dances to this!/ thebestdecepticonleader 10:25 pm Goodnight NoodlesAtNight 10:26 pm [[Goodnight, Sunstreaker.]] opatoes 10:26 pm Night night! SCProwl 10:26 pm *time to end the connection to the visual feed* NoodlesAtNight 10:27 pm *...It occurs to him that this might have been a strange thing to put on immediately after promising to send his timeline's Prowl the music he played.* *If fate is kind, she will say nothing.* thebestdecepticonleader 10:27 pm ((night all)) NoodlesAtNight 10:27 pm [[Well. That is all for the night, those of you who remain. Minus those who know they are allowed to stay.]] opatoes 10:28 pm Thank you for having us, Soundwave! Maybe we can dance together some more later? Swervester 10:28 pm See you next week! opatoes 10:28 pm And, uh- do you have an ultraviolet light, by any chance? SCProwl 10:28 pm *says nothing because sometimes it's better NOT to know things* NoodlesAtNight 10:28 pm [[Perhaps. He does not dance often. ... And yes. But he will not give it to you.]] *To Swerve* [[Until then, Swerve.]] SCProwl 10:29 pm Goodnight, everyone. opatoes 10:29 pm Oh. Okay, then. Uh. Next time you see Starscream, would it be invasive to check him over with it? 'Cause, uh. NoodlesAtNight 10:30 pm [[Starscream may ask for that on his own if he wishes.]] opatoes 10:30 pm That's true, that's true. ... Is he going to be okay? opatoes 10:31 pm ... Anyway, I should probably go. Have a good night, Soundwave. verdigrisprowl 10:31 pm *... would rather wait for Smokescreen to leave, but. As long as it's relevant to the conversation at hand.* A few weeks ago, Starscream asked for help breaking mind control. Repeatedly. I noticed you didn't speak up. opatoes 10:31 pm Wait, he did? verdigrisprowl 10:31 pm Not here. At the library. verdigrisprowl 10:32 pm And now he's not only forgotten who he is, he's talking about how much he loves and is devoted to Megatron. opatoes 10:32 pm ... The library? What library? verdigrisprowl 10:32 pm MY library. You weren't there. You're not invited. opatoes 10:32 pm Yeah, I figured. verdigrisprowl 10:32 pm This is about Starscream, not the library. NoodlesAtNight 10:33 pm *Soundwave looks at Prowl for a moment. ... Oh no. Oh, oh no. He hadn't put two and two together. So many people just randomly lose their memories around the multiverse, he tends to chalk it up to greyfaces if they do not seem agitated about it--* verdigrisprowl 10:33 pm He WANTED out. He asked for help getting out. I didn't offer him help getting out because I don't have any power to offer him that help, and I wasn't going to speak for you. NoodlesAtNight 10:34 pm ((i gotta go see the log hold on)) verdigrisprowl 10:35 pm (( https://verdigrisprowl.tumblr.com/post/181601734329/dec-28-library-movie-night-blosc-nos-episodes )) ((that one?)) NoodlesAtNight 10:36 pm ((yeah i'm skimming one sec)) verdigrisprowl 10:36 pm ((o7 will wait til you say you're good)) NoodlesAtNight 10:38 pm ((oh hell he mentioned it was ongoing right at the same time i was focused on the screen and different pieces of conversation)) NoodlesAtNight 10:39 pm ((welp)) verdigrisprowl 10:39 pm ((i mean i'm sure this IS a m!a but like, prowl won't assume that)) verdigrisprowl 10:40 pm ((and this has been bugging him since that night)) NoodlesAtNight 10:40 pm [[He thought it was being asked out of pure cur--]] *His mouth turns down and into a heavy frown.* [[He said then he was trying to kill Megatron, but tonight - Primus. It was in front of him--]] verdigrisprowl 10:41 pm You had the power to help him then. You didn't. He's taken a MASSIVE step back. NoodlesAtNight 10:41 pm [[/He didn't realize it!/]] verdigrisprowl 10:41 pm You still have the power to help him now—but as he is at this moment, I doubt he'll want it. NoodlesAtNight 10:42 pm *Soundwave's already using his feelers like Tarantulas does silk to pull himself across the room and up into the lighting above.*

[[Stay there. You can have a light, Smokescreen.]] verdigrisprowl 10:43 pm Good. *because if Soundwave hadn't offered the blacklight, Prowl would have insisted on it.* opatoes 10:44 pm Thank you, Soundwave. I talked to him the other night- about maybe sharing my memories with him via a patch, so he could remember more? I didn't want to mention how his Megatron actually was, in case he refused it, but- I figured if he saw those memories, he might remember bits about how Megatron actually was? Plus, he'd remember a few more things, which is good for him, right? verdigrisprowl 10:45 pm *the tightest grimace. but he doesn't have a better plan.* NoodlesAtNight 10:46 pm *Give him a second to disconnect a whole damn spotlight. It's intricate up here. He'll project replies from in the metal caging.*

[[Thank Prowl. Not him. Prowl is the one who noticed.]] *And that is humiliating, he must say. Clearly, he's been slacking off at movie nights. He'll have to pay less attention to the screen and more to the conversations, as he used to on the Lost Light.* [[And that is a workable plan - if he agrees to it and you have no better tool at hand. Have you ever used one on your own?]] opatoes 10:47 pm Oh. ... Then, thank you, Prowl. verdigrisprowl 10:47 pm Don't thank me. NoodlesAtNight 10:47 pm *...And he told Smokescreen to talk to Prowl. Wonderful job, Soundwave. Going for strike three now?* verdigrisprowl 10:48 pm *to Soundwave* Is there any other way to get more of his memories back? We don't even know how he lost them. opatoes 10:48 pm I've never used one on my own, though. I mean- the only time I've used it was when Megatron was breaking into my head, so I could probably use a few tips! verdigrisprowl 10:49 pm *very quietly shudders* NoodlesAtNight 10:54 pm [[He will send you a copy of the original user manual. /Do not/ attempt a patch without reading it cover to cover, and do not skim. Bumblebee had Liege Maximo's own luck, not frying his mind. Keep someone nearby to monitor you both, lest you lose yourselves or suffer some kind of damage.]]

*Soundwave considers the memory question.* [[If Smokescreen was /well/ trained, or else had his abilities, he could seek out fragments of ruined memories and investigate what was deleted to potentially uncover other pieces. Given enough traces, one could stitch together some semblance of the original memory. Details would be missing, or need to be invented, but...]] *He lowers himself down and holds out the light.* [[Even that much is not always possible.]] verdigrisprowl 10:54 pm Smokescreen doesn't have to be the one doing it. verdigrisprowl 10:55 pm I'm not asking what Smokescreen can do. I'm asking what can be done. NoodlesAtNight 10:55 pm [[Oh. Then that is, on rare occasion, possible.]] *He's rescued a tiny handful that way over the years.* opatoes 10:56 pm Yeah! That part doesn't have to be me. All I'm doing is letting him into my head so he can have my memories of him- so he might start to remember some stuff on his own, or maybe go to you for a better job. NoodlesAtNight 10:57 pm [[If he wants to come here, he can. He is - he regrets that he did not listen as well as he should have.]] verdigrisprowl 10:58 pm The second he's back to normal—IF he gets back to normal... ... I have no authority to tell you to offer to help him. But I strongly recommend it. opatoes 10:59 pm ... I'll mention that you can help him more, Soundwave. And try to set up a place for him on my Cybertron- so he wouldn't have to go back if he does go back to normal. NoodlesAtNight 10:59 pm [[Breaking the control, you mean?]] verdigrisprowl 10:59 pm Yes. NoodlesAtNight 10:59 pm [[He will do what he can.]]

*Nods to Smokescreen.* [[Good. Any supplies that you require, he will help you find.]] verdigrisprowl 11:00 pm He asked for help and nobody offered it. He shouldn't have to ask again. opatoes 11:01 pm Thank you, Soundwave. It might be good to have someone monitor and make sure that nothing goes wrong? I could set up a video feed and ping you my coordinates. NoodlesAtNight 11:01 pm [[He does not want to assume he has the right to try to fix Starscream's helm. That was - he did not mean anything else by it.]] [[Yes. Yes, that is fine.]] opatoes 11:03 pm Thank you, Soundwave. I'll try to get stuff setup tonight and talk to Starscream. See you later? NoodlesAtNight 11:03 pm [[Yes.]] NoodlesAtNight 11:04 pm *Soundwave just kind of rubs his temples and stares at the floor paneling in a closed-optic kind of way.* verdigrisprowl 11:05 pm ... Mad to be involved or mad you weren't involved sooner? NoodlesAtNight 11:06 pm *Quiet.* [[Both. If]] [][][]mad to be involved[][][] [[covers that someone has caused all of this to be necessary.]] NoodlesAtNight 11:07 pm [[Megatron, most likely. He patched our Starscream, after all.]] verdigrisprowl 11:09 pm *jerky nod* ... I should have talked to you about this sooner. Before this. THIS is far too late to start doing something about it. verdigrisprowl 11:10 pm I— *face twists as he looks for the right words* —couldn't—that night, I couldn't—bring myself to— verdigrisprowl 11:11 pm I told him to be quiet. NoodlesAtNight 11:12 pm *Soundwave lets his hands fall to his sides and turns to come back to Prowl. He can be mad about his own failure to listen and protect later.* [[You were in a position of extreme mental stress. You cannot be expected to provide sufficient care for someone if you are in great need of it yourself at the time.]] verdigrisprowl 11:13 pm *shakes his head angrily* I should have talked to you about this sooner. Period. Full stop. He might have lost everything. NoodlesAtNight 11:17 pm [[You were not the only one there. No one else spoke to him about it either. He will not have you take so much blame.]] *Vent.* [[And the original fault is still his.]] verdigrisprowl 11:19 pm As much as you'd like to, you can't take the blame away from me. I should have talked to you about this sooner. PERIOD. NoodlesAtNight 11:22 pm *Tiny flinch at the increased volume. He already feels like he failed Prowl as well as Starscream. He doesn't really want to be shouted at too.* [[...Very well.]] [][][]But you can't un-fry an egg.[][][] [[All that can be done is to deal with how things now are.]] verdigrisprowl 11:23 pm *sharp nod* NoodlesAtNight 11:23 pm *Mutter.* [[Been a while since he killed one.]] verdigrisprowl 11:25 pm *sharp look* NoodlesAtNight 11:25 pm *Glances over and tilts his head. What.* verdigrisprowl 11:25 pm *what? you said the weird thing.* NoodlesAtNight 11:26 pm *After a few seconds, gets the impression Prowl isn't going to say anything out loud. So, he guesses.*

[[Megatrons. Not Starscreams.]] verdigrisprowl 11:27 pm ... Don't drag a war home. NoodlesAtNight 11:28 pm [[Oh.]] *Small wave.* [[He knows better than to bring war to your planet.]] verdigrisprowl 11:29 pm Or to yours. NoodlesAtNight 11:29 pm [[That too.]] NoodlesAtNight 11:32 pm *Vent.* [[If it /is/ Megatron, and he drags them to that Prime, he will have the Decepticons out for his spark. If he leaves whoever it was alive, then there is a chance they will do it to someone else. At least killing him could be done in secret.]] *And another.* [[But he expects that, too, is wrong, somehow.]] verdigrisprowl 11:33 pm I'd recommend you focus on helping the person who needs help before you start plotting murder. NoodlesAtNight 11:34 pm [[He gave Smokescreen the manual and the light. He cannot do anything else until he knows what is coming next. He might as well consider the rest of the situation.]] verdigrisprowl 11:34 pm Hm. NoodlesAtNight 11:35 pm *He's just gonna sit, now. If that's all right.* verdigrisprowl 11:35 pm *yeah, that's all right.* ... I'm going home. NoodlesAtNight 11:35 pm [[...Why?]] verdigrisprowl 11:37 pm Because I just spent a night listening to a mech who a few weeks ago asked for help with mind control talking about how much he loves and admires the mech who's mind controlling him, while in the background a show plays about a filthy shadowplaying shrink and the victims he's ensnared, imprisoned, and traumatized. verdigrisprowl 11:38 pm I am useless, I am disgusted, I am ashamed, I am angry, and I am in no mood for anything EXCEPT going home. NoodlesAtNight 11:41 pm [[No, no - he didn't mean he expected--]] *And so quiet, now.* [[He just wanted to know if you were angry with him.]] *Pause.* [[And you are not useless.]]

[[But you have the right to go where you will. Be safe, then.]] verdigrisprowl 11:42 pm ... A little. verdigrisprowl 11:43 pm Evening. *he disappears.* NoodlesAtNight 11:43 pm *That 'a little' weighs roughly sixteen tons. He'll fold his hands and press his face into them, and then not move for several hours.*

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