#Just realized I misspelled the first version sorry guys

[bowandbrush]

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[inseongsfoxybae]

The way you move

Pairing: Boyfriend Jaeyoon + Idol Female Reader; established relationship

Genre: Smut + Fluff ending

Warnings: hard dom!Jaeyoon, jealousy, dirty talk/cursing, sex against the wall, thigh riding, a bit of fingering, overstimulation, unprotected sex (reader’s on birth control), riding, creampie + aftercare

Words: 2,375

Requested: Hello! I would like to make a request for Jaeyoon, where his idol!girlfriend has a sexy stage with kai from exo and he gets jealous and it leads to rough sex? 👁👄👁 

Author’s message: Hi, dear anon!, your request is finnaly here! I had a great time writing it (as Jaeyoon as wrecking me more then anything these days), so I hope you enjoy it ^.^. Also, feel free to send in a new request anytime. Foxy kisses  😘

P.S: As english is not my mother language, it may contain misspelled. Also, sorry for any other mistakes :) 

Synopsis: After a hot special performance with your friend Kai, Jaeyoon got jealous of your touchy moves on stage and proved who owns your heart and body when you got home.

this gif is killing me  🥵

You are close friends with Kai and, as he’s going to have a stage on a music festival, he invited you to make a special performance of Mmmh with him. Your group was out of the line up, so you had enough free time to practise with him and gladly accepted the invitation. 

When you told Jaeyoon the news, he looked a little uncomfortable, but even so, he smiled and supported you. It's not that he wasn't happy for you or didn’t trust you, he just knew how sexy this song is and he didn’t like other guys touching his bae, especially Kai, who had known you for so many years. Jaeyoon was a bit jealous, but didn’t show it to not muddle your enthusiasm. 

You had three weeks for the festival and you stepped into a dance room of SM to start the practices. At first, you thought his back dancers would participe on the performance too, but when you entered the room, only Kai was waiting for you and then you realized what his “special stage” meant - a couple performance. 

You got a bit nervous about what Jaeyoon would think about it, but shook those thoughts off your mind and focused on the choreography. Everything went good during rehearsals, you learned and cleaned the movements quickly and the great day has finally come. 

SF9 was performing at this festival too, so you came along with them, your mind running between giving attention to your boyfriend and passing the choreo one last time into your head. Once you had arrived at the arena, you said your goodbyes and hurried to your dressing room to get ready. Kai was already there, wearing a super tight and sexy outfit that would make any girl swoon. 

You quickly put on your clothes - hotpant shorts and a sexy cropped top - and make up and rush to watch SF9’s stage. They performed a special version of Good Guy and Summer Breeze and you almost drooled at their sensual movements and outfits. And when they left the stage and Jaeyoon was face to face with you, you swore you almost fainted at your gorgeous boyfriend. 

Jaeyoon froze when he saw you dressed like that, his heart skipping some beats. “So, am I pretty?”, you smiled and stepped closer to him. He swallowed while staring fondly at you. “You’re stunning”, he breathed quickly and you chuckled. Jaeyoon was about to pull you into his arms to kiss you when Kai showed up calling for you. “We are the next. Get ready”, he said shortly and glanced at Jaeyoon. 

“I have to go now, baby. See you later in my dressing room”, you pecked his cheek and ran away to the other side of the backstage. Jaeyoon was very proud of you, but he couldn’t stop to feel uncomfortable about you being alone with Kai. However, he shook it off his mind and found a place to watch your performance. 

It was your turn, the moment you waited for the last month was finally happening and you felt your heart race faster. Kai took your hand and led you to the stage, where you got your positions and started to dance when the music played. The song was sexy, the choreo was hot and you felt his hands running through your body, his face only centimeters aways from yours, his hot breath fanning your neck and lips. 

Both of you gave yourselves completely to music, feeling every beat with your bodies pressed together in fluid movements, the crowd going crazy with your intimate connection on stage. It was a success, one of the best performances of the night and the media had their eyes on you as soon as you left the stage. Kai was answering some reporters and bloggers when your eyes found Jaeyoon on a corner. His lips were showing you a proud smile, but his eyes were serious, dark, maybe even angry, mainly when Kai wrapped an arm around your waist and whispered something in your ear. 

When you looked at Jaeyoon again, he wasn’t there anymore. You got rid of Kai’s grip and ran to look for your boyfriend, but your manager pulled you to your dressing room first to take some photos and changed your clothes. You were leaving the room when Kai approached you. “Thank you for today, Y/N. You were amazing”, he said smiling. “I‘m the one who has to say thank you”, you answered, smiling back and Kai unexpectedly hugged you tightly, catching you by surprise. 

“I have to go”, you broke the hug and turned around only to see a dumbfounded Jaeyoon watching you. “Jae, where were you?”, you asked, trying to catch his attention, but he only locked his eyes with yours, no words. “Do you still have schedules today? Wanna go home with me?”, you reached for his hands, but he stepped back. “I go to the car”, he spoke for anyone in particular and left. “Wait for me!”, you exclaimed and ran behind him. 

There was a small car waiting for you, one of FNC's staff would drive you and Jaeyoon home. Neither of you spoke along the way, Jaeyoon’s eyes were fixed on the window, looking at no place, while you were staring at your lap, trying to find words to tell him. Even when you got at your building and entered the elevator, he didn’t say a single word or looked at you. 

Only when you stepped out the hallway, you got the courage to talk to him, grabbing his hand. "Jaeyoon, what's wrong with you?", you inquired staring at his back. Jaeyoon stopped in front of the door of your shared apartment and sighed heavy. "I'll show what's wrong", he snorted, opening the door and pulling you into the room. 

He slammed you against the wall, pressing your bodies together, his hot breath fanning on your face. "The way you move. That's the problem", he growled against your lips, but without touching it yet. "The fucking way you fucking move beside fucking Kai", he spat his words on your face, his dark eyes penetrating deep in your soul. 

"Are you jealous?", you teased him as he pressed you stronger on the wall, so that you were almost on tiptoe. "Are you mocking me now?", Jaeyoon stepped even closer. "Do I have to show you who you belong to?", his lips only millimeters aways from yours. "Show it", you implied as he mouth was roughly pressed against yours, kissing you hungrily, devouring and sucking all you have for him. 

As his lips worked up there, his hands roamed along your sides and hips, pushing your skirt up. His fingers hardly rubbed your pussy, you gasped and arched your back at the sudden stimulation, as he pulled your hips towards his thigh, placing it between your clothed core. Jaeyoon flexed his muscle thigh and started to move you back and forth in a desperate pace, his leather pants causing a searing heat against your thin lacy panties. His mouth was now attacking your neck, sucking and biting hard, leaving deep marks on your soft skin, as his hands set the unforgiving pace of your body. 

"Could Kai fuck you like this, Y/N?", Jaeyoon whispered in your ear. "Answer!", he commanded and you moaned a desperate "No". "Of course not. I'm the only one who can ruin you like this, make you feel good", he groaned, sucking another portion of your skin. "And tonight, baby, I'm gonna fuck you till you forget your own name", he continued as one of his hands moved to rub your clothed clit, you were squirming and screaming at the overstimulatiom, your wetness going down on your inner thighs. "Cum for me, babygirl", he growled against your skin, licking a sweet spot on your neck.

And like a flashlight, the knot on your stomach exploded and your orgasm flowed over your body, your legs shaking hopeless around Jaeyoon's thigh. He placed you on your feet, you barely being able to stand by yourself, while he took off his pants along with his briefs, his full hard member bouncing into the air. Jaeyoon closed the distance between the two of you, kissing you harshly, while his strong hands ripped your panties effortless. He grabbed the back of you thighs and pulled you up, wrapping your legs around his hips and mercilessly slamming his length into your throbbing core. 

Jaeyoon set a unforgiving pace since the beginning, his thrusts deep and violent into you, filling your pussy completely. “I bet Kai couldn’t take you like this, huh?”, he groaned as you screamed his name desperately, your back banging against the way with every powerful thrust as your nails digged into his flesh. He had barely started and your eyes were rolling to the back of your neck already, your body convulsing in pleasure. “JAEYOOON - FUCK”, you screamed at the top of your lungs as you came undone, your waters washing over Jaeyoon’s dick.

He increased his pace, chasing his own high, grunted “fucks” and a long hiss leaving his mouth when he released his seeds deep into you. His shaking legs lost their strength and he collapsed on the floor with you still in his arms, both of you breathing hard and trembling. Jaeyoon pulled out and watched his semen coming out from your slit, dripping on his low stomach and down his thigh.

Your face was still hidden in his neck, your arms had fallen loosely on his sides. "Y/N", Jaeyoon called you, softer this time, as you just hummed, too weak for answering. He wrapped his hands onto your upper arms and moved you away from his neck, leaning you on the wall. Both of your eyes met and you smiled at him. "Well, I guess you proved I'm yours", you teased him and you both laughed. "But I think I'll have to dance with other guys more often if it means you'll fuck me on the wall every single time", you confessed and he chuckled, blushing slightly. 

"Are you okay? I mean… Aren't you sore?", Jaeyoon asked shyly. "It's not a big deal", you shook your head and placed your hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat. "Jae…", you stared at him, "... I still want you...", you pecked his cheek, "... inside me…", you pecked his nose, "in our bed", you kissed his lips. Jaeyoon wrapped his arms around you and got up with you into his embrace, kissing you passionately. 

He moved you to the bedroom and laid you carefully on bed, taking off the rest of both of your clothes. His mouth and hands were all over your skin, touching and kissing and nibbling all the right places, his dick cradled between your legs getting hard again. His thumb found your clit and rubbed it slowly, taking his sweet time to make you wetter and ready for him. His fingers teased your entrance, curling up one, then two, then three digits inside your pussy. 

"Jae...", you moaned his name quietly and he looked up at you, "... I'm gonna ride you now", you two smirked and Jaeyoon was caught in surprise when you pushed him till his back touched the mattress and your legs straddled his hips. You kissed the tip of his dick and palmed him a little till it's full hard and pushed yourself down, filling your pussy to the brim, both of your moans echoing through the cold air of your room. 

You started to slowly grind against him, wiggling your hips with his in a sensual pace that drove you wild, in a way only the two of you could. Jaeyoon gripped your hips and helped you move, pulling up and down on him. "The way you move, babe...", he breathed, ".... it's so good - ohmygod", he groaned when you set a faster pace, your body bouncing on his. 

You leaned in to kiss his lips and neck and he took the chance to dig his heels into the sheets and thrusted upwards. His balls slammed against your pussy roughly, the cacophonous sound of your wild dance and moans filling the room. You clenched around him, his deep thrusts making you high already, and Jaeyoon grunted your name, increasing his pace. 

The merciless speed made both of your visions hazy and your legs shaking, desperate whines and trembling when your orgasms hitted you like a rocket. You two collapsed into each other’s body, breathless, sweaty, cloudy mind. Jaeyoon slipped out from you and pulled you closer to him, taking your lips in a tired tender kiss. Your hands wiped away the sweat and some strands of damp hair from his forehead.

A few minutes later, when you calmed yourselves down, Jaeyoon broke the silence. “Y/N, I’m sorry for the way I acted earlier”, he swallowed hard. “I shouldn’t treat you like that, ignored you like that, hurted you like that”, he whispered guiltily. “You didn’t hurt me, Yoonie. You just have to trust me better”, you looked up at him. “I love you, Jae, more than anything. And you know I’m yours and only yours, no one can’t take me away from you. Do you know it, right?”. 

“I know, babe. And I trust you, but when I saw you dancing with Kai like that… I can’t help being jealous. Sorry about that”, his eyes shook.

“Shh… Don’t talk about Kai anymore. Let’s forget about that performance and focus on us. I love you, Jae, and you won’t lose me for anything or anyone”, you reassured him.

“I love you too, baby...”, he smiled and pecked your lips. “... and I’m yours forever”, you both smiled. “Now, let’s take a shower together and sleep?”, he suggested and you nodded.

Jaeyoon took you into his arms and guided you to the bathroom, where you took a hot shower together, relaxing into each other’s bodies. After the both of you were clean and properly dry, you plopped into your bed and snuggled closer under your thick blankets. Jaeyoon ran his fingers through your hair, sweetly humming a lullaby till he fells your head pending over his chest, your calm and steady heartbeat and breath. He kissed softly your forehead and closed his eyes, drifting away as well.

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[hookedonapirate]

Book Sneak Peek

A/N: For those of you who don’t know, I’ve been converting A Helping Hand to an original novel. After months of frustration from not knowing what to leave and what to take out because of the ridiculous length of this story, I’m finally close to being finished with it. It’s currently in the process of being edited and polished. This is a sneak peek of my new book. Unlike my first novel, this one is set in "The Big Apple” just like AHH. It features Harper and Audrey (Emma and Elsa in AHH) from Follow My Lead, and Derrick, Elisa and their daughter, Gracie, make an appearance at the end. 

I also wanted to let everyone know I will most likely be taking A Helping Hand down, even though I’ll be self-publishing. I know I said I wouldn’t, and actually I’m really sad about it, but after going through it, I realized it’s completely full of errors, misspellings and whatnot. Plus, I didn’t just change the names of characters and remove ouat elements; even though it’s the same story and the scenes pretty much follow the same sequence, apart from what I took out or added, I’ve made A LOT of changes to it, and I don't really want another version of my book out there. I encourage you to download A Helping Hand while you still can. But I will definitely let everyone know before that happens.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy another sneak peek!

I groan into the fluffy pillow my face is burrowed in. My head’s pounding, I feel like someone drilled a hole through my skull, my throat is dry and nausea lingers in my stomach. Slowly dragging my arm away from under my face, I open my eyes to a dim room, the curtains shielding any sunlight trying to burst through.

I take a minute to roll over, my eyes adjusting to the room as I lift my head slowly, taking in my surroundings. 

Nothing seems familiar. 

Granted, the guest room in my brother’s apartment is not very familiar either, but at least it reminds me of Brady. This room does not. It’s too pink and girly.

“Where the hell am I?” I grumble hoarsely.

I’m surrounded by pale pink walls and white furniture—a chair decorated with pink, frilly pillows, a bookcase lined with romance novels, a vanity and a nightstand with a pink, furry lamp. The curtains are made of white lace and there’s a large wall hanging that reads in large, cursive writing, Be your own kind of beautiful. 

My eyes scan the comforter, which is also pink, along with more frilly pillows.

This is definitely not my brother’s guestroom.

This is definitely a chick’s room.

My eyes widen in horror at the revelation.

This cannot be happening.

Gathering further evidence to solve the mystery as to how I ended up in some woman’s bed, I sharply lift the covers and peer underneath them, seeing that, yep, I’m bare-ass naked.

“Fuck.”

I let my head sink back into the pillow as I drag my hands over my face. I can’t believe my first night in New York, I hooked up with some random woman.

I went to the bar with those intentions in my dispirited condition, but I don’t recall picking up anyone. In fact, I have no recollection of last night beyond the bar. Which means I was way too smashed to hook up with anyone.

I need to leave. I’m not the type of guy to fuck someone and run off the next morning without at least buying her coffee or getting her phone number. To be honest, I’m not the type of guy who does one-night stands, but I’m in no shape to be involved in anything resembling a relationship. 

 Judging by the breakfast she’s making, this woman has other plans. The door is closed but I can hear dishes clanking around in the kitchen. And as I spot my clothes across the room, I doubt a woman expecting nothing more than a one-night stand would go to the trouble of picking up my clothes from the floor, folding them neatly and setting them in the chair. She certainly wouldn’t be making me breakfast.

I sit up slowly and place my feet on the floor, hoping this will stop the room from spinning around me. I drop my face in my hands and groan. I haven’t felt this hungover in years. I eventually stand up and grab the knitted blanket I’ve been sleeping on, securing it around my waist. I go to the window and pull back the curtain.

I’m on the third floor, judging by the number of windows beneath her unit. I remember little about the surroundings, but I do remember seeing the pancake house directly across the street and I remember thinking about how much I missed my mom’s chocolate chip pancakes. I also remember the bar I went to last night and seeing the barbershop next to it and thinking how badly I need a haircut. The names of the establishments are all the same. Which means only one thing. 

The woman I slept with last night lives in the same building and floor as my brother. 

Fuck.

I have a feeling this won’t end well. I let the curtain fall into place and turn around when I hear a gentle knock on the door.

Shit. 

I swallow thickly as the door opens. Panic flares inside me as I try to think up a way to get out of the pickle I’m in. I scramble toward the chair which holds my clothes.

“Owen, you awake?” 

I whirl around until I’m face to face with the most beautiful green eyes and golden hair I’ve ever seen in my life. I drag a hand through my disheveled hair, my eyes traveling down her body. She’s wearing a thin, pink bathrobe, exposing a pair of long, sexy legs that go on for days.

Legs I can definitely imagine wrapped around me.

Damn, I hit the jackpot last night. 

She’s beautiful, which is either a relief or extremely dangerous; I can’t decide which one.

She strides over to me, bearing a glass of water and a cheerful smile. I’m still stunned by how beautiful she is. “Morning, sunshine. Sleep well?” 

She’s teasing me and I like it.

How in the hell did I forget a night with a woman like her? I must’ve been out of it. “I have a splitting headache and the room is still spinning.” I press my fingertips against my temples, feeling them pounding underneath my touch, “Other than that, I’m perfect.”

“I can imagine,” she says with a giggle. 

Her giggle is the most delightful sound I’ve ever heard in my entire life, even with a splitting headache. 

“Here, I got you something that might help with that.” She offers me a glass of water and some aspirin.

“Thank you.” I graciously accept the aspirin and water, deciding this isn’t so bad. 

“What, no ‘thank you, beautiful’? Guess you’re really not feeling well,” she says playfully. 

Fuck. I even called her beautiful, which means I was laying on the charm pretty thick last night. I offer a frail smile, despite feeling terrible. Not only because of the alcohol. I feel terrible for getting her into bed while I was inebriated and miserable from my breakup. And she was probably drunk too, which makes me feel even worse. Although, she doesn’t appear to have a hangover. Maybe she’s one of those people who doesn’t get hangovers after they get drunk. If she is, she’s pretty lucky.

I swallow the pills, and as I wash them down with water, I know the right thing to do is tell her I’m not ready for a relationship or a woman in my life, but how can I? I don’t really want to see her smile dissipate, especially since she turned out to be so nice and sweet and beautiful.

I lower the glass and close my eyes briefly, the coolness of the liquid feeling quite soothing against my cracked lips and dry throat. Damn, if only I could remember exactly what I did to this woman with my mouth as my tongue slashes along my lips. If only I could remember what she did to me with that lush mouth of hers. A shiver skates down my spine. I try to shake the thoughts from my mind and try to speak but struggle to find the words. It’s difficult when this woman is staring at me with those intense green eyes. I desperately want to scoop her into my arms and kiss her senselessly, creating new memories of having her in bed, but I know that would only end very badly. Even more so than it’s already going to. The last thing I want to do is lead her on.

Somehow, I manage to refrain from kissing her. “Listen...I don’t remember much about last night and you’re…” My hand makes a grand, sweeping gesture down her form, “drop-dead gorgeous...and I’m sure last night was incredible...but my girlfriend just dumped me and my head’s a mess right now, so, I...” she eyeballs me in confusion as I will myself to continue, “I think we should just be friends.” At the same time, I reason with myself that we’ve already done God knows what, so there’s no harm in a quick kiss on the cheek, right? Besides, I may not be ready for a relationship, but I’m still a gentleman.

I step into her space and casually lean in to kiss her cheek. She smells like strawberries and cream and I can hear her breath hitch as my lips brush along her skin.

“Whoa, what are you doing?” She places her hands on my chest to push me away.

I quickly pull back to give her space, apologies leaving my lips. “Sorry, I just figured since we had sex—”

Her eyes practically pop out of her head. “Wait, you think we had sex?!” 

Well, duh. I shrug. Why else would I have slept naked in her bed and why else wouldn’t she be fazed by my nakedness underneath the blanket? “Didn’t we?”

She dissolves into laughter, to my complete and utter humiliation. “Oh no, no, no, no! We did not have sex.”

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[retphienix]

It's been 6 years :)

On March 30th, 2015 I decided I wanted a gaming side blog. (so we're early, but shush, it's the month for me)

I didn't know what I'd use it for exactly, but I had ideas- something I always have even if most of them only get as far as daydreamin' or writing out before closing them :P

For proof on the lack of direction the blog initially had- the March 30th date is the anniversary of my first post, an in-depth and lengthy review of Dragon Warrior Monsters for the GBC.

If you know the blog then you know "Extremely long and in-depth reviews" aren't the norm around here. As a matter of fact, that first post is the ONLY one I've done!

The closest I've come to ever repeating that would be the (word of the day) Directionless video I put out on Hades to get a grip on the concept of making videos, but that wasn't nearly as much of a 'review' as that first post is.

Tangent, definitely planning on trying my hand at videos some more for the foreseeable future. Probably not gonna use the tagline Full Impressions that I tossed as a whim for the Hades video but yeah- I'm excited to try my hand at a few videos :) tangent over.

It didn't take me long to come up with what I'd like to do for the blog though :)

A few months later I liveblogged a challenge run of FFT where I used only Ramza- a solo run. - Which maybe only happened because I tried a nuzlocke run a year prior on my main account-

(Nuzlocke | FFT challenge run)

Thanks to that haphazard liveblog experiment I started to realize a couple things which became the primary motivators behind this blog.

1) I LOVE sharing experiences. No brainer, I'm sure, but being able to share my experiences, and compare them with others' experiences, and just that mutual sharing is uplifting and feels good to do.

2) Liveblogging is an EXCEPTIONAL motivator to buckle down and play all those games I said I'd play (cue everyone laughing because I'm still way behind and have an immeasurable backlog).

But I mean that, on both respects. I have plenty of motivators toward the blog today, but if I were to be concise it's pretty much "It's easier to beat games if I liveblog them- otherwise I get distracted and play other games" and "I love sharing experiences and thoughts with people about my favorite thing- games."

Since 2015 I've tackled around 70 games as full playthroughs, and an untold ton as one offs or just to ramble about for a bit.

I've had a lot of highlights over the years, and I don't talk much about it as an overall experience so I thought for the anniversary I'd try to do just that. Not everything- I can't say I have photographic memory that would bring all of it up without prompting after all :P But whatever comes to mind as I browse some of my old stuff- as well as some thoughts on what I'd like to see in the future.

It's gonna be a bit self-centric I assume as I type this preamble to it, so let me say outright that this blog wouldn't be half of what it is without all the people who've given it the time of day over the years.

From recommending games they love or appreciate, to comparing thoughts, to offering kind words for analysis I've done over the years, to pointing out when I'm dumb and misread a situation :P- to, yes, even the people who decided "Fuck this guy's ramble" and deleted my captions before reblogging my gifs way back during Hamtaro (Of COURSE I remember that! It's amusing lol).

This is better because of others, because of the interactions and the people I've gotten the chance to chat with or befriend. It's just a liveblog more or less, my own little bit of fun I toss out for myself if for anyone- so seeing others enjoy this or that from the work I put into sharing my experiences or thoughts is always a joy in itself :)

Anyway, onto selfishly rambling about some tidbits of the past :)

Also sorry but no, opted to not shove a ton of photos in, it does have a handful of links to old posts though :P

This'll be disorganized as heck as I'll add to it over time before I feel it's worth posting (or the tumblr post editor becomes a hassle and more or less forces me to).

First~

FFT Solo Ramza Challenge: Considering it was roughly the first thing this blog has done, it's also something that's stuck in my head a lot more clearly than most of the other stuff I've done to be honest lol.

In truth, this is partially because FFT is my favorite game, bar none. But it's also because the whole experience was pretty new to me. Prior to it I had really only done one self-imposed-challenge that wasn't requested by the game in some manner and that was a nuzlocke run of Blue version.

So adding a challenge to my favorite game was a fantastic experience!

Notes I just wanted to say today about that run: If anyone enjoys FFT I honestly recommend giving it a shot for the unique story it lends itself to. I do recommend skipping the rules until after the second battle but that's up to YOU to decide.

My first post on the subject is me complaining about spending 4 hours grinding out the second fight and, despite hyperbole being my natural state, that was NOT hyperbole.

It DID take 60~ restarts to beat. It DID take 4 hours. The reason is that that 2nd battle is RNG as HECK, you HAVE to have Delita do some meaningful actions, you HAVE to have the enemies miss and make poor plays, you damn near HAVE to crit a few instances to save yourself from taking too much damage.

It's a numbers game to the extreme, so I wouldn't fault anyone for 'cheating' and skipping the 2nd fight for the ruleset lol.

The memory that stands out the most for that run is actually isolated in a post in which Ramza (Purrick in this run) talks like a total badass as just ONE DUDE running into a room full of enemies. I just think on that as a great encapsulated view of what it was like. The run started off face grindingly difficult, but because FFT is a game that offers so much freedom to the player it was extremely easy to 'break' the game into making Purrick overpowered as hell.

That's something I love about some tactical RPGs, I love having the ability to play smart so that I can play stupid later on, and breaking the game into making him one shot god is certainly a good payoff for playing smart early on :P

RetQuick: I miss RetQuick, it was primarily a short experiment I did in 2015 where I'd play a game for a short span of time (REALLY short, like 10-20 minutes) and record that for the purpose of making gifs and saying a short piece on what I thought.

It's one of those formats where the purpose was pretty shallow- but had a reason. I wanted to try making some gifs with some tools that existed online, so I made an excuse to do just that.

I also wanted to play a TON of games, usually through emulation on my sister's PSP, and this let me do that.

These two minor goals came together and so I spent a while making RetQuicks which were honestly more fun to make than they had any right to be. I mean the gifs were tedious but the playing? The thought sharing? The end product ocassionally having more appeal than just a photoset? It was fun.

I'm thinking whenever I have trouble picking a game for the blog I'll revisit the format... sorta.

I already reused it for a short stint to show clips I had no plan on expanding into a playthrough, but that died as well as it was too similar to Tidbits posts (another tag I no longer really use).

My thought is to rebrand retquick as something of a tryout for what game comes next. Play a handful of my backlog games for an hour or so each and say some thoughts before saying which one I'll continue as the main game for that period of time.

Old Tag Stuff: One of those things that only sticks to me since I made the decisions but it's always funny for me to look back on my old posts because I was apprehensive as hell toward making my posts visible. The reason my early playthroughs on the My-Tags page are variants of Ret instead of just "The name of the game so people can find this post" is because I felt like a liveblog would just spam the tag to hell-

Something I don't remotely feel bad for doing anymore.

So I avoided getting any sort of spotlight for quite a while on the blog for little reason.

Why Retphienix?: This is just a dumb thought I wanted to share and I'm sure I've said before.

It stands for retro!

Yeah!

Ain't that dumb and also not a real shorthand? lol

I think I have some sort of deer in headlights anxiety towards naming things, I mean do you think I think Full Impressions is a good summation for a video? I don't. But perhaps that's overshadowed by the other inexperiences and anxiety driven decisions that had- doesn't matter.

Retphienix is Retphienix because I sat there in 2015 and thought "Well... what do I name an alt account?"

My main is Redphienix, which yes, is ALSO a terrible name AND is misspelled. But it's that because of sentimental reasons. As a kid I misspelled Redphoenix when making my gamertag (I knew how to spell Phoenix back then as well, I was too excited about xbox live and misspelled it) and it's become something of a sentimental misspelling.

So I wanted to make a mix on that for my game blog, but I had no idea what. In the end I thought "RetroPhienix? I don't know. Retphienix is closer to Redphienix. I'll do that" and so it was done.

And just like how Redphienix is both bad and misspelled but exists because of sentimental reasons- Retphienix has acquired the same 'flavor' in my eye lol.

Aspirations for the blog: I have no immediate ramp up plans or road map or whatever, and in truth I'll be happy if the blog stays just as it is forever- up until tumblr ends- I cry over lost posts- and I reopen it on another platform.

But I do have blurry half-considered daydreams that I'd like to see happen for the blog through some hard work or shifts on my part.

One is something I'm already doing kinda, hence my embarrassing means of bringing it up a lot lately. Videos- I want those. I wanna make some looks back on series people don't talk about that I enjoy, I want to make videos sharing my thoughts on games I beat for the blog (like what full impressions kinda was, but I don't think they'll have a unified name from here on out). Maybe retrospectives, but mostly when I think of making a video tied to retphienix or me in general it's me looking at a game that said something to me, and saying it louder with my own interpretations on it.

You know the kind, videos where they talk about a video game but not the whole thing- just a singular message they really heard loud and clear from it intentionally or not. I dig those and I know I end a lot of games having plenty to say that could be directed into such a format.

We'll see.

And I'm along for the ride on that one as well- currently I'm keeping my eyes on whatever is directly next, which happens to be "I plan on playing Omori, if it clicks as something to talk about I would like to take a shot at that in a video too!"

The other is that I'd like to build a small community. Wouldn't know the first thing on doing that in a modern sense, but just a little online friend group to chat with and play games together. Something that could open up multiplayer and coop experiences being better shared on the blog and would just in general expand my gaming to what it used to be back on the 360 when I had a large group to play with.

Since the 360 era ended I've pretty much closed off- stopped playing competitive games due to lack of interest- and slowed down to playing all games either solo, with randoms (and no mic usually), or with my cousin. It's a rare instance when I play with some good people like @gamesception or another friend of mine, John.

When I diverted from playing competitive games nonstop toward other genres I didn't intend to also cut out all my online gaming buds, it just kinda happened, and I never really put any effort into rectifying that.

So more or less I'd like to one day sit down and work on a discord server, and then buck up and put the leg work in to make some gamin' buds again, but that's such a vague concept anymore.

Sounds all sad and what not but it's more ambivalent, I made decisions that

changed how gaming worked for me after the 360 and this is just where it landed for better and worse- I'd just like to see if I can make it a little better :P

General things I think when I think retphienix: Honestly? I think of how much fun I've had over the years and how thankful I am to have had an outlet that encouraged me to explore more of the medium.

I REALLY love games. I went to college for games, I've written LEAGUES about games, I've played countless games, my childhood was games, my adult life is games- games games games yada yada yada.

So when I think of retphienix I think of how without it I probably wouldn't have explored a lot of the corners of gaming that I have.

I genuinely, and I mean this, might not have sat down and beaten FF7 for myself and would have considered the amount I played as a kid to be enough.

I might not have played Chrono Trigger yet, and I KNOW I wouldn't have played Chrono Cross, and I'm happy as hell to have played both of those. CT was a mind blowing moment for me that showed me just how good an RPG can be, and CC gave me miles to think of in terms of innovating an RPG and how beholden to the narrative a sequel should be (I don't feel CC should have been chrono at all lol).

I DEFINITELY wouldn't have given New Vegas another chance. And I know I'm a sourpuss on NV, I've been that way since I maxed my achievements on the 360 for it, but replaying it really did reveal to me how exceedingly negative I was being.

My memories had become "It's brown and a boring location >:(" and "The factions all suck and it doesn't do anything with the idea of bad factions >:(" and became "It's... a little brown guys, not a big fan of the area" and "They didn't do enough with exploring the gray factions" while adding "Wait. This is pretty damn fun. And 90% of the additions are stellar. And I forgot about Dead Money, my favorite dlc in any game ever with a story that tears at my heart every time I think of it, NV good actually?"

Faxanadu would have remained a cool game I saw on SSFF and not a game I played to the end and fell in love with the aesthetic feel it has!

Also that's a game I cheated like crazy on lol, I would do it again! Save state scumming games meant to be rudely difficult is only fair :P

I probably would have never sat down to play through Windwaker which was such a positive and uplifting experience that I now get the most relaxed and warm feeling in my heart when I see those blue waves.

There's so many experiences I would have left on the table in favor of like... putting more hours into a live service title or something.

Maybe, and no offense to my cousin or anyone else playing it, but maybe I'd be no-lifing World of Warcraft nonstop just stagnating my interest toward the skinner box mechanics of an MMO?

Some offense, actually but lightheartedly lol.

But beyond the entire games I've played for the blog, when I think retphienix I picture all the time making gifs, all those games I played on the PSP for short stints, buying a retron 5 to add to what I could explore and being stoked when they shipped a freebie box of old controllers to go with it, getting angry at the retron for being a Piece Of Shit lol, crying at the end of damn near every game with an emotional story because I'm a big emotional mess of a person who finds investing and crying at a story way too easy thanks to empathy pulls, oh!-

Getting excited whenever I found that I had a "*controversial*" opinion that no one would care about lol. Like the one that comes to mind is that I thoroughly believe that Dragon Ball Z II: Gekishin Freeza!! for the NES is WAY better than the fandom recognized and appreciated sequel/remake Dragon Ball Z: Legend of the Super Saiyan!

How many people do you hear talking about either game, let alone saying the NES game that is roughly half of the SNES remake is the better one :P But I stand by that! The SNES one is a remake of DBZ1 and 2 for the NES but it loses all the charm and some of the fun of the NES ones by being a lackluster SNES game!

lol

I admitted wholeheartedly that this post would be a lit-

little directionless (gotta love the new tumblr poster making me break sentences like that), but to sum things up.

It's been 6 years. It's been an untold amount of work to be honest- liveblogging a game, at least for me, hasn't been the easiest thing. It's a lot of thinking out my thoughts (heh), it's a lot of learning tools to make the capturing process possible, it's a lot of experimenting, it's a lot of writing and editing, and, well, sometimes it's just tough.

I mean I went to school for coding, not video editing, not writing, not image processing, not this or that- but this hobby has introduced a lot of things even if only at a VERY base level (I admit fully to using online alternatives to make gifs for instance).

I learned a lot about, well, a lot of things in order to use this blog to learn more about games- and all that work has become part of why I've loved all 6 years of this blog.

6 years of gaming, work, and you all- and it's been worth the investment :) Here's to many more and all of you whether you stumble upon this post or not- literally anyone who's interacted in these 6 years, thank you, and anyone who hasn't I offer you well wishes as well.

<3

#Retphienix #gaming #video games #gaming liveblog

[sxciallygray]

I’ve got you (G.D)

It’s me, after a hundred years I’m back lol

So this is a concept I had running around my head no stop, I feel like it turned our shorter than I thought, but I finally wrote something and that’s what matters.

Just a little disclaimer, my first language is not English so I’m sorry in advance if I misspelled something.

_

Romantic relationships had never been a priority of hers. Sure she had her moments when she wished she had a significant other to cuddle or just to hear some reassuring words from someone other than herself.

However, her view on the matter changed once she met Grayson Dolan. First impressions went great, of course she thought he was very good looking and one of the sweetest guys she had ever crossed paths with, but her intentions had nothing to do with dating him. That’s why they stayed friends for quite a while before anything happened.

That was the game changer for her, getting to know him better, being a friend not only through the fun adventures, but specially during the rough times. Dark times show you a person’s true colors and she got to learn about Grayson in a deeper way, something that made her feel even more connected to the young boy.

Just like their feelings for each other, hers and Gray’s romantic relationship started slowly. It wasn’t that they weren’t sure about it, yet both of them were mature enough to realize that not only him had been through a big life changing experience not so long ago, but she had been through her own experiences that had made her build up tall and thick walls.

It was a beautiful thing, nonetheless. Getting to discover one another in not only fun, sexual or any superficial way, but in a much deeper level like talking about what was the worst thing that had ever happened to the other.

Now you may wonder where is this leading, well, although they trust the other in such a deep level, there was still one thing (Y/N) had yet to experience and that is having Grayson cry in front of her.

She wasn’t stupid, reading Grayson like a book was her specialty by now so she knew when he was feeling down and when he needed time for himself, which she granted him with no problem.

It took her a long time to cry in front of Grayson, so she understood why he still didn’t feel ready for it and she wasn’t about to force it or to pressure him whenever he just wanted to be left alone.

“Honey I’m home!” (Y/N) had been gone almost the whole day and although she was tired from going to classes and work the excitement to spend the rest of the night with Grayson was stronger.

For her surprise no one answered, not even Ethan. He was the one who started the ‘honey I’m home’ joke and now the three of them used it every time they crossed the door.

“Gray?” no answer “E?” still nothing.

They weren’t on the main areas, the lights were out and Ethan wasn’t napping on the living room, which was unusual, but not as much as not seeing Grayson’s loud self doing something around the house.

Walking into the bedroom she shared with Grayson, (Y/N) found him. He was sitting on his desk, headphones on while he watched the final version of his and Ethan’s next video. The room was in complete darkness and to be honest messier than what she expected, it wasn’t the usual for Grayson to leave house chores for the last minute.

(Y/N) turned the lights on in the hopes that Grayson would realize someone was in the room, because she wasn’t about to hug him from behind and startle him. That happened once and it almost gave Grayson a heart attack.

Lucky for their safety, Grayson noticed the lights turning on and he turned around, his face lighting up at the sight of his girlfriend. However, behind that soft smile he was giving her, (Y/N) could read the look in his eyes, he was probably having a rough day.

“You look beautiful” was the first thing he said, not a surprise for (Y/N) since Grayson was always reminding her she looked beautiful even after a long day of classes and work like that day.

It always worked, hearing those words with that low, raspy tone, that meant he was actually tired of probably too many hours sitting in front of the screen, always put a smile on (Y/N)’s face.

“I brought you and E smoothies from Mickey’s” Gray and (Y/N) had found about Mickey’s on one of their Sundays walks, probably (Y/N)’s favorite time of the week, just the two of them going for an afternoon walk, discovering new places, buying sweets and enjoying each other’s company.

“Thank god, I’m starving” Grayson grabbed the paper bag with the smoothies inside and placed them on his desk before wrapping his arms around her waist to pull her closer “how was your day?” (Y/N) couldn’t help but chuckl when he had to look up so he could see her face, she could have just sat down on his lap and they would have been eye level, but the view she was getting was just too cute.

“It was long, but I had fun” Grayson’s smile grew a little bigger when he heard that and that is when (Y/N) couldn’t resist it anymore, she had to get her fingers to run through Grayson’s floppy hair. Not only because it felt incredibly soft, but because she wanted a better view of his perfect face “How was yours, my love?” Grayson seemed to enjoy how (Y/N) was playing with his hair, or maybe he wanted to avoid the question “have you been working on the video for too long?” at that Grayson rested his head on (Y/N)’s chest, nodding slightly.

The grip Grayson had around (Y/N) became tighter and that was the last piece she needed to confirm her doubts about how he was really doing. In any other situation she would have just asked, but not even on those kind of situations Grayson liked to talk about it. So (Y/N) decided to act on it instead of asking, she kept playing with his hair with one hand while she moved the other to his back, moving it in comforting circles.

They stayed like that for a couple of minutes, without saying anything, until (Y/N) heard a sniff and she felt how the spot on her chest where Grayson was resting his head was getting progressively wet, at the same time that his body would shake slightly, he was probably trying very hard not to cry.

(Y/N) leaned in, leaving a loving kiss on the top of his head before hugging him tighter “I’ve got you” she whispered, resting her head on top of his.

Neither of them were expecting that outcome. Grayson had been bottling up his feelings all day long, thinking that when he finally got to spend time with (Y/N) he would feel automatically better, but instead there he was, breaking down in front of her for the first time ever.

Letting it all out felt good, but that didn’t last longer as the feeling of guilt took over.

“I’m sorry” he was wiping the tears as he pulled away “you had a long day to deal with this now” it looked like he was trying to avoid eye contact, almost as if he was ashamed of what had just happened.

“Grayson” (Y/N) brought her hands up to his face, cupping his cheeks to turn his face in her direction, his red and puffy eyes meeting her glossy ones “I love you” for a moment it seemed like that was the only thing she was going to say, but she just wanted to let those three words sink in before continuing “and it doesn’t matter how long my day was or how many assholes I had to deal with at work” she used her thumbs to wipe away some of the tears he still had running down his cheeks “at the end of the day you are what really matters to me and that means you can cry all you want with me, because you know what?” a smile appeared on the girl’s face, one that made Grayson smile too “that means we can find a solution together, two heads think better than one” moving one hand up to his forehead she tapped it with her finger softly “we’re a team”

All the stress, frustration and anger that Grayson was feeling minutes ago vanished like they had never been there in the first place. Instead, it all was replaced by pure adoration and it was noticeable on his face.

With a swift movement he placed (Y/N) on his lap, their faces getting close now that they were at the same height. Grayson took his time, appreciating every second he got to spend with her, his eyes admiring every detail of her face before leaning in to seal the moment with a deep and slow kiss “you’re right, we’re a team” he mumbled once they pulled back.

She wrapped her hands around his neck so he couldn’t move too far away and with that she started leaving kisses all over Grayson’s face, getting to hear that sound she loved so much, Grayson’s laugh.

“As part of this team” she stopped after a couple of rounds of kisses “I suggest we go out to have some dinner and then we can go bowling” there was no way she was letting Grayson go back to the computer after getting him out of his head.

“I think that is a great suggestion, I can’t wait to beat your ass at bowling” Grayson smirked as he slapped her ass, something he loved doing.

“We’ll see about that” (Y/N) laughed running her hand through his hair one more time “where is Ethan? He is obligated to come too” if there was something she knew that was that Ethan was also in not a great mood, these two came in pairs.

The look on Grayson’s face was exactly the same as the one of a five-year-old that has caught getting in trouble.

“Yeah… I might have been a little mean to Ethan earlier” Grayson knew what was coming as (Y/N) got up from his lap.

“You better get your ass up and go apologize, then tell Ethan to get ready” She demanded, pointing at the closed bedroom door.

There was no way Grayson could escape the situation so he obeyed, he got up and walked towards the door, getting a slap on the ass from (Y/N) on the way.

“hey!”

“I’m not sorry, it looks too good to not be slapped” (Y/N) laughed running into the bathroom to get herself ready.

#grayson dolan #grayson dolan imagine #dolan twins #ethan dolan #ethan dolan imagine #dolan twins imagine #imagine #imagines

[heyyyharry]

What if you'll do alternate version of it like a blurb where y/n was playing along with Harry's game and she had this hook up cause guy was cute or it was Harry's nightmare?! I love this anon's idea and our little y/n deserves a little get back at Harry

WHY DO YOU GUYS HAVE TO GIVE ME IDEAS JUST BEFORE MY BEDTIME UNFORGIVABLE!

anyway, a nightmare it is.

.

It’s not the first time Harry sees his flatmate in his dream. He’s been dreaming about her too often recently he’s completely lost count. But, just like her, those dreams were usually good and sweet and sexy, it was either her telling him she likes him or her letting him hold her while they’re in bed or just him making love to her (Harry used to think referring to sex as lovemaking was uncanny, until Y/N said it and he now actually prefers that word). 

This time, however, is different. He would blame it on her question earlier that night. He would get a good night's sleep if she hadn’t asked him whether or not she should try having casual sex. 

“Why’d you ask?” He questioned, feeling a bit uneasy. That didn’t sound like something the Y/N he knew would even think of let alone consider doing! 

“I feel like it’s a bad thing that I’m so inexperienced…” was her reply. 

Harry could’ve said anything, like ‘no, it’s not a bad thing, you’re fine love’ for example, anything, yet, he said ‘oh’ then changed the subject. 

He said ‘oh’! 

Who does that?! 

And he actually thought he could just pretend that he’d never heard that question and make it through the day safe and sound. His subconscious anxiety never spares him in his sleep.

He wakes up in the middle of the night, shouting out her name, sweating so much his sheets are damp. It was only a dream…no a nightmare, but he genuinely thought it was real. He saw her bringing home a stranger and while holding the guy’s hand, she coldly told Harry “I don’t want you anymore, I’m moving out tomorrow” then started making out with the guy right in front of him. As Harry opened his mouth to stop her, no word escaped, and he couldn’t move his feet so he just ended up standing there, watching her being undressed and touched by another guy. It was the most disturbing and painful thing he’d ever had to witness even in a dream. He’s kind of glad he woke up before they started fucking right in front of him. He knew he would probably never recover from that.

Confused, and scared, Harry doesn’t think twice as he heads straight to Y/N’s room. She leaves her door open and her lights on so he knows she’s awake. She’s sitting on her bed in pajamas, her hair a beautiful mess and she has her glasses on while writing an essay on her laptop. Harry decides to knock because she doesn’t see him at the door.

“Yeah?” she looks up, eyes widened at him. “What is it?”

“Uhm…Wha-What are you doing?” He fakes a smile and walks in to sit on the edge of her bed. She scoots in closer to show him what’s she’s working on. She’s just washed her hair, he knows it because the scent of her shampoo is stronger and he just wants to be soaked in it.

“Can you check this for me? I think I might’ve misspelled a couple words but my eyes are too sore to reread the whole thing myself.” She sighs and moves the glasses to the top of her head as she rubs her eyes tiredly. Ahhh tired Y/N always makes him soft. So he strokes her hair and tells her he’ll do it later, now she can rest.

“You told me you were going to bed early, why are you still here?” she asks him, raising an eyebrow.

He can’t tell her the truth, so he lies, which he assumes he’s much better at. “I tried but I couldn’t sleep.”

“I told you to stop drinking coffee before bed!” She playfully pushes his shoulder with a pretentious serious look on that makes him laugh.

“Bad habit,” he says, but honestly, he used to hate coffee. She drinks it every single morning so he does it as well and now he’s kind of addicted, well, to coffee and to her.

“Hey, about what you said to me earlier today…” he begins, scratching the back of his head. “You know…about casual sex.”

She starts blushing immediately and turns her eyes down on her lap.

“It’s silly.” She shakes her head. “Don’t mind it…I shouldn’t have asked.”

“Why did you?” He adds in another question, eyebrows pulled together, letting his worrisome show at last. “Have you had someone in mind or…?”

“No! No!” She raises both hands to defend herself then takes a deep breath and releases a shaky laugh. “God no! I just…I was chatting with the girls in my book club and this girl was talking about a guy she met at a nightclub and how he praised her for giving great…blowjobs…” 

The way she takes the longest pause ever before forcing the word ‘blowjob’ out of her mouth makes him chuckle. That’s probably the cutest thing he’s seen today.

“It’s okay, Y/N, I get it, she’s good at sucking dicks.”

“Do you always have to make everything sound dirty?!”

“I’m sorry, go on!” He laughs, nodding his head for the girl to continue.

“Okay so…yeah…and me, well, I’m very inexperienced. So let’s say, this isn’t real by the way, say I meet someone I really like and…and…somehow…I don’t know, somehow, he likes me back. But the problem is that he’s been with many experienced girls before…” and his name is Harry “…and when we finally decide to do it, he’ll get disappointed because...I’m nothing like those girls who know exactly what they’re doing, and I probably suck at…sucking.”

“Jesus!” Harry buries his face in his palm but his dimple is visible to her. She pulls his hand away while laughing nervously.

“Harry, listen, please!”

“Alright, I am.” He clears his throat, trying to stay calm but the amusement is still obvious on his handsome face. “You were saying?”

“That I might be bad at sex and the guy I like might decide that he doesn’t want to be with me after all.”

“Then you shouldn’t be with him! Don’t be with a guy like that!” Harry’s intense reaction catches Y/N by surprise. 

From the way she stares at him, he realizes he did overreact so he quickly regains his composure and lowers his voice immediately. “I mean if a guy is gonna leave you because of sex, then he’s never really liked you, you shouldn’t be wasting your time on someone so unworthy. Forcing yourself to hook up with random people won’t solve any problem, you’re just gonna regret it afterwards.”

“But you do it…”

Shit, she’s right. He does it. 

“Because I’m me…that’s just who I am…” I’m a mess, not like you “…but you’re not me, and I know you see sex as something meaningful, and intimate, and you won’t be comfortable doing it with just anyone without emotional attachment, and that’s completely okay. If someone really wants to be with you, they will, for many reasons, not just sex…like, how much you know about things that nobody cares about, like those stories you told me about what’s happening in the North Pole.” She rolls her eyes and snorts at his joke. “Or what a great cook you are, or how good your memory is, so good that you remember every single one of my mistakes, or how you always read the words in a textbook aloud in order to remember, or how your hair smells really nice all the time—”

“You think my hair smells nice?” 

“That’s not the point! The point is there’s always that ‘someone’ okay?” He changes the subject, making her giggle. “If you really want to try having casual sex, who am I to stop you?” I’d be devastated, dead, finished. “I just...know you don’t really want to, and the last thing I want is for you to get hurt. And…yeah…that’s…basically it. The decision is up to you.”

Y/N suddenly sits up on her knees to wrap her arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug, and Harry wastes no time to lock his around her waist. She mumbles a soft ‘thank you’ to him and he feels like he would melt just by the sound of it. When she pulls away, he can still feel her presence on him and for a second or two he forgets how to breathe.

After that, they call it a night. Y/N takes some rest as Harry heads back to his room to proofread her essay then falls asleep during it, this time, it’s him who’s kissing Y/N in his dream. And when the morning comes, Y/N decides not to do the things she won’t be comfortable doing, and Harry? Well, Harry decides to try and be that ‘someone’, for her.

#flatmate!harry #flatmate!harry answered #flatmate blurbs #harry styles series #harry styles writing #harry styles smut #harry styles angst #harry styles fluff #harry styles fanfic #harry styles fanfictions #harry styles fanfics #harry styles imagine #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles blurb #harry styles one shot

[tessatechaitea]

Black Condor #5

Five issues and five pure cheesecake covers.

Crud-for-brains? I'd wager my life savings that Brian Augustyn was an early Adventures of Pete and Pete fan.

The guys on the cover are just four young dude-bros stealing from drug dealers. They burn the drugs and take the money to give toward good causes. And probably also to buy cool shit for themselves. They're only human! Probably. I haven't read far enough along to know what they're really doing with the cash. Black Condor will find out after he beats the shit out of three of them. Sorry. I've been gone for awhile. You wouldn't have noticed since my long absence fell between writing the previous paragraph and this current one. And unless you ran off to take a desperate shit right at the same moment, the time between these two paragraphs was negligible, minuscule (I decided to use both words because I'm so proud of my ability to spell my native language (I considered misspelling "native" and "language" but decided that was a boring old joke which has carried more water than Capri-sun (that's a new joke and it's not very good because it doesn't make sense. But at least it's new))). But I was caught up in playing a stupid computer video game about dungeon delving dice trapped in a horrific game show. Spoiler: the dice never get to fuck. But I'm back now because this is blog is the only thing that keeps me sane anymore. You might think that because this blog was my link to sanity, I'd be more earnest. You might think I'd want to be grim and serious and discuss political, social, and environmental matters with the gravity and seriousness they deserve. But that's all the stuff that's doing my head in. So I'd rather pretend that I'm angry at comic books. Here's a secret for the few of you reading this who made it to this specific paragraph out of all of my paragraphs: I wish I were friends with Scott Lobdell. I bet he's kind of an asshole but he's the kind who, if he was getting his ass kicked at a bar for being smarmy and pretentious and smug (smug because he's a rich writer whom a lot of thirteen year old boys (and men with thirteen year old boy minds) think wrote some of the seminal X-men stories), he'd completely understand if you didn't step in to defend him. He feels like the kind of guy who knows what he really deserves (a righteous ass beating) and wouldn't think the world unfair should he ever receive it. Then he'd probably buy drinks for the people who beat his ass, and I'd look him in the eye and shrug, and he'd laugh, and we'd continue to not mention that time we jerked each other off when we were fucking wasted on single malt scotch and peyote. Black Condor and Ned decide they need to find the girl with humongous afro before she hurts people who don't deserve it the way the color changing white supremacist Nazi rapists did.

What does he mean by "completely autistic"? In 1992, I'm guessing that meant nonverbal with loads of stimming and maybe the ability to play any piano concerto immediately after hearing it once.

Karin was experimented on by Black Condor's grandfather's Society but she failed to gain the ability to fly. She did, however, gain mental abilities as powerful as his own. He's concerned that, being autistic, she'll hurt people with her mind rage. Please. She almost certainly just wants to be left alone by everybody in society expecting her to think and act in a specific way that she can't think and act, nor would she want to if she had the ability. Just leave autistic people alone, normals! They don't need help. Just because your autistic kid isn't giving you the kind of unconditional love you were looking for when you decided to have a kid that you would eventually love only conditionally based on how they loved you doesn't mean the kid needs to change. That's on you and your needs. Maybe just find a way for the kid to express themselves (or not! Who knows sometimes?!) and let them do and act as they please. Unless what they want to do is fuck the dog. I'm not saying autistic people fuck dogs but I am saying we're all individuals, you know? Use your common sense! And if your kid is fucking the dog, autistic or not, don't let them near the dog! The Merry Men on the cover (oh hey! There were Merry Men in the Sky Pirate issue! Brian Augustyn either loves old tales of daring adventure or LSD) have been robbing drug dealers to help fund a homeless camp run by a priest named Gamble. The priest isn't involved in the theft; he chastises them about their plans to get money illegally. But they assure him the money isn't tainted and he decides to believe them when they dump thousands of dollars on his desk. Doing the right thing is hard when doing the wrong thing will solve all of your money issues. If you're a weak minded jerk, that is! I totally would never sell out for thousands of dollars so hopefully nobody embarrasses themselves by offering me loads of money to write positive comic book reviews for their publications. Father Gamble refuses the money because he just can't be sure it was honestly come by. I would be less suspicious of the money and more suspicious of the white college kids trying to donate thousands of dollars to a homeless camp. What's really going on in this camp?! Why are these young men so interested in keeping it funded so it doesn't get shut down? Four probably rich white boys risking their lives to help the downtrodden? Sorry but this is the most aggressively fantastic comic book I've ever read. And I'm not using the informal definition of "fantastic."

"Which member of this organization could possibly be giving all of this information to these white boys and why am I exposing my plan to kill them before plugging the leak?!"

Maybe that's racist suggesting that the white guy in the gang is giving the information to other white guys. But this comic book has already asked me to believe too many fanciful plot points so I'm glad Augustyn decided the white guy was absolutely the inside man. The white guys name is Herbie and his boss, Mr. Soto, already knows he's the leak. I'm glad Mr. Soto is as smart as I am. Or as racist. Probably smart though! They follow him as he's trying to meet up with the college Merry Men to warn them that they're in danger. Luckily for Herbie, Black Condor happens upon the scene as he's searching for Karin. And even though Black Condor doesn't give a shit about this guy and his problems, he figures even a reluctant hero wouldn't just stand by and watch some jerk get what's coming to them. After Black Condor saves Herbie, he has to take him to the hospital because he was pistol whipped. Meanwhile, the rich white kids aren't warned that they're about to die so they drive off into the trap to steal more money that Father Gamble won't be accepting for his charity.

What a dumb asshole! Even the most ignorant of ignorant jerks knows there were only three musketeers! Unless he's so familiar with the book that he's including d'Artagnan along with Porthos, Mythos, and Harpos.

I never read The Three Musketeers because I was born in the late 20th century and exciting stories to thrill young boys wasn't a popular genre anymore because we had Batman and Green Lantern. Although I did once play the text adventure version of the book. When I did that, I poked fun at the idea that the author of it was writing the game so that people would remember Alexandre Dumas and yet it's the only reason I know anything about him! Although now I know a little bit more about him because I Googled his name to make sure I was spelling it correctly and now I know what a fancy lad he was!

Now I want to listen to an audio version of his book where every few sentences, the person reading it just says, "Oooooooh, my!"

The Musketeers (maybe I was wrong to assume they were more like the Merry Men?!) manage to get away with only one of them shot in the ankle (the others weren't shot at all, if that wasn't clear). They decide the best way to save their own lives is to lead the gun men on a chase through New York back to Father Gamble's homeless camp. They already know he doesn't want any trouble so why are they taking this gunfight back there?! What is Father Gamble's hold over these young men?! Luckily for everybody in the homeless camp, Black Condor is there still searching for Karin. He'll save everybody's lives reluctantly! Unluckily for everybody, Karin is also there and the gunfire and chaos freaks her out so much that she has a mind-storm! That's the thing she had before that killed four of her attempted Nazi rapists. And that's where the comic book ends! Lucky for older me, younger me bought the next issue so I wouldn't be stuck with this cliff hanger! Lucky for younger me, older me doesn't have a time machine so that fucker has gotten away with some pretty abhorrent behavior which I couldn't correct by going back in time and punching him in the nose. Unlucky for him, he's going to be a virgin for a long, long time! Ha ha! Take that! Ow. Older me just hurt older me's feelings. Black Condor #5 Rating: B. A solid rating that I probably wouldn't have given this comic book back when I was twenty-one. I don't think I understood just what this comic book was doing and wound up only remembering it as a comic book about a reluctant hero. I didn't realize how much of it was Black Condor trying to live his now much more complicated life while also continuously doing the right thing. Even when he just wants to hole up in the woods and say "Fuck it!" to everybody and everything, he still shows the heart of a hero when he's needed by people nearby. And he's fucking sexy hot too.

#Black Condor #Rags Morales #Brian Augustyn #DC Comics #DC

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The House of Pelops

Hello everyone. Today we’re going to talk about another child of Leda: Clytemnestra. Besides having the name I constantly misspell, her story is very interesting so let’s go. 

This will go off on a lot of tangents I’m sorry.

Agamemnon’s Ancestors

 We’ve already discussed the birth of Clytemnestra (if you would like to read it you can do so here) so we’re going to talk about her husband, Agamemnon. With that we can talk about one of my favourite things in Greek Myth: family sagas. Often times in myth, if you look at the parents and grandparents of the character, it can tell you something about the character themselves. We’ve seen this with the descendants of Io continuing the cow theme with Minos and Europa, and now we see it here with the House of Pelops.

The House of Pelops is defined by their first son of Zeus: Tantalus. He’s famous for how he must spend the rest of his days: always thirsty and hungry, and always just in arm’s reach of water and food. Why did he end up in such torture though? Well, he wanted to prove that the gods didn’t know anything. So, he invited them to a dinner party where the main dish was his boiled son, Pelops. Zeus was quick to notice that he had served his grandson and punished Tantalus for his imprudence. They bring Pelops back to life but this was only the beginning of the bad.

(Side note: Demeter actually ends up accidentally eating a part of him because she was a little depressed over her daughter being abducted. They make him a new arm and she feels really bad.)

Pelops would have a fling with Poseidon, before going to find a bride. He fell for Hippodameia, but there was a problem. Her father was very protective of her. Only the one that would be able to beat him in a chariot race (the horses a gift from Ares) would be given her hand in marriage. If you lost, you would be killed. 

Not wanting to die and to get the girl, Pelops bribes the charioteer to tamper with the axels. When the father crashed and is on death’s door, he curses the charioteer. The charioteer then turned on Pelops by trying to steal Pelops’ new girl, but he gets yeeted into the ocean, but not before cursing Pelops and his descendants. This would continue haunting the family. 

Pelops and Hippodameia would have three sons. One of these three sons was not a piece of shit: Pittheus. Pittheus was a good king and grandfather to Theseus. Everyone loved him. But his two brothers, Atreus and Thyestes, were the complete opposite to him: vengeful, wicked and violent. 

When Heracles’ commissioner of labours accidentally gets himself boiled alive, an oracle says that a son of Pelops will now rule over Mycenae. But the question is: will it be Atreus and Thyestes? It is decided that whichever son brings the golden fleece will rule. Atreus tells Artemis that he will sacrifice the golden lamb to her if she gives it to him. Like a bro, she does, but then not like a bro, Atreus hides the lamb and sacrifices another lamb instead.  

This ends up backfiring when Atreus’ wife, who had been cheating on him with Thyestes, finds this out and brings the golden fleece to her bae. As the rules are whomever has the fleece rules Mycenae, Thyestes shows up with the fleece and becomes the king. 

Since Zeus was invested in this family and was annoyed that Atreus was not king, he told his great grandson to make a counter bargain. If the sun could be reversed, so it would set in the east, Atreus would be king. Thyestes agrees, Zeus makes it happen, and then Atreus is king again. 

But Atreus is still angry that he’s being cucked by his brother, so he pulls a page from his grand daddy’s book by inviting his brother to a meal. Like Tantalus, son is on the menu. This time it is up to three sons. 

Thyestes would end up gaining the throne again when his son, Aigisthos (who was born by his daughter by the way) kills Atreus, and then he banishes Atreus’ sons—Agamemnon and Menelaus. 

Now We Can Actually Talk About Agamemnon

With the help of their father-in-law, Agamemnon and Menelaus successfully take over Mycenae once more. Menelaus goes back to rule over Sparta with Helen. Some versions of the myth suggest that Agamemnon actually won Helen’s hand, but he gave her to his brother Menelaus as a gift (which is why some adaptations of the myth include Agamemnon ‘taking’ Helen during the fall of Troy, suggesting he wanted her for himself the whole time). Other versions have Menelaus winning her for himself. Agamemnon marries her sister, Clytemnestra, who is known as being hot, but like, not Helen hot. 

Agamemnon would have 4 kids with Clytemnestra, but only three matter to us: Elektra, Iphigeneia, and Orestes. 

Helen’s non-deity daddy made everyone who fought for her love to vow that if someone were to steal her away, everyone would fight to bring her back. So, when she is successfully seduced and or stolen depending on the variant of the myth, Menelaus comes crying to his brother Agamemnon to help him get her back. Agamemnon becomes the head of the Greek army.  

Right as they’re about to head off to fight Troy, Agamemnon does the great job of saying that he’s a better hunter than the goddess of hunt herself, Artemis. This does not make the goddess very happy.  

Artemis retaliates by making it impossible for them to leave for Troy. When asked how they could please her, the oracle tells them that they will have to sacrifice Agamemnon’s daughter, Iphigeneia. Depending on the telling, she is brought to the Greek camp under the pretense that she is being married to Achilles, and that a wedding will bless their travels. She is sacrificed like an animal. Depending on the version of the telling, Artemis can save her and turn her into one of her huntresses or not. 

This makes Clytemnestra mad. 

(side note – some modern retellings of the sacrifice of Iphigeneia include Agamemnon actually being sad and torn over killing his daughter? These retellings also refuse to explain why the Greeks are stranded in Greece in the first place, just leaving it to “Poseidon hates us”. This is to probably make Agamemnon a more complex and complicated character while not realizing what makes him either of those things in the original texts.) 

Return of Agamemnon 

Agamemnon is one of the first people to return from the Trojan War. He comes back, heralded by praises of his military prowess, wearing the royal purple and throwing the spoils of war around. One of these spoils of war is Cassandra. 

Very quickly but for those who are not aware of her myth: Cassandra is one princess of Troy. She catches the eye of Apollo (which makes sense because Troy did like Apollo, which ends up fucking things up for the Greeks during the war) and he tries to get her as his new bae. She says sure: just give me the sight of the oracle, thus to be able to see the future and I’ll date you. Apollo gives her this, and in return Cassandra ditches him. The god is very angry that a mortal played him. So, he makes it so that while she can see the future, no one believes her. 

When Agamemnon is told to come inside by his wife, Cassandra is begging him not to do it. With her curse, no one listens to her. 

Let’s talk about Clytemnestra. So, at this point she’s spent the entirety of her life as the hot-but-not-Helen-hot sister, watching her brothers go on adventures and such, and being married to Agamemnon, which just based on how he is in in the Iliad, isn’t the nicest thing to be married to. Then her husband is roped into a war because her sister gets abducted again. Then when you think your daughter is going to be married to the famed hero Achilles she’s sacrificed because your husband is an idiot. And even when he returns from war and things seem to be fixed, he comes back with a girl. 

All I’m saying is I understand Clytemnestra’s choice to a) cheat and b) convince her new bae to kill Agamemnon. 

Surely her new bae wouldn’t need much convincing: it’s none other than Aigisthos—the guy who exiled Agamemnon and Menelaus in the first place! 

His wife runs a bath for him, and it is there where he is killed by Aigisthos. At the same time, Cassandra is killed by Clytemnestra. 

(Side note: the death in the bath is symbolic for the end of the war.) 

She later has a recurring nightmare of giving birth to a snake. Then, her son Orestes comes home from exile. 

Orestes 

There is a list of things that you do not do in Ancient Greece—having sex with Zeus, trusting Theseus, not sacrificing the thing that you promised the gods you were going to sacrifice to them. In the criminal justice system of Greek Myth, killing family members is considered especially heinous. And at the top of the worst family member you can kill is your mother. Those who capture those who do these crimes are called The Furies. 

Orestes learns that his mother and her new bae have killed his dad. He, in return, pretends to be a bearer of his own death. When Clytemnestra calls for her new lover to share the news, he kills them both. 

(Side note: depending on the version, he doesn’t do it alone, but with Elektra. She isn’t chased by The Furies, however. The Elektra complex is supposed to act as the father-daughter version of the Oedipus complex because she avenges her father.) 

The Furies learn of this matricide and start chasing Orestes so he can be dragged to Tartarus and he can meet his ancestor Tantalus. They chase him from Mycenae all the way to Athens.  

(Side note: it should be mentioned that these myths are from a series of plays, called The Oresteia, written by Aeschylus. It should also be mentioned that the author is from Athens. As everyone loves the myths around the Trojan War, and with The Odyssey, we know that Agamemnon was killed, Aeschylus [and later on others would add on to what happens to Orestes] made it his job to tell the story.) 

Orestes begs Apollo, who feels partially responsible with the whole Cassandra thing and because he also persuaded him to kill Clytemnestra, to help him with dealing with The Furies. He sends him to Athena, because she’s the goddess you go to if you need a plan.  

Athena steps in and decides that he should be put on trial. Apollo acts as his defendant. The judges end in a tie. As the patron goddess of Athens, Athena is given the final ruling. 

She lets him go. Now: why. 

For those who don’t know about Athena’s backstory, a quick summation: Zeus is told that his wife will bear him a son that will usurp him. But she’s already pregnant. So, like any sane King of the Gods, he eats her whole. Then about 9 months later he has this splitting headache. He asks Hephaestus (or Prometheus, depending on the story) to just hit his forehead with an axe. As you do. From his forehead Athena springs out, fully grown up and in battle armour. And everything’s fine.  

Athena rules that since she was technically born from only her father, that for her, and thus in Athens, the father was all that mattered. So, if you want to commit matricide, do it in Athens. 

She renames The Furies into The Friendlies (which sounds more menacing in my opinion) and Orestes is allowed to go free! Yay! 

Notes 

I don’t think I have many notes for this one. Just um, I should write about The Iliad. 

Also the ruling by Athena always annoyed me as a kid.  

#pollux discusses greek myth #now we've talked about 3/4 of the children of leda woo

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Can you do some headcanons for Kakashi, Iruka, and Gai and if they started getting love notes from a secret admirer?

asdfghjkl you’re like the sweetest person ever!!! I love you!! 🍓 Also this is so me, you have no idea. 

Hey guess who can’t write short stuff? It me. These always turn into headcanon-scenarios. But it’s not going under the cut, sorry! Please forgive misspellings and errors. I started watching Death Note on a whim while editing this. 

KAKASHI, IRUKA AND GAI GETTING LOVE NOTES FROM AN ADMIRER 

KAKASHI

I feel like Kakashi isn’t a stranger to randos fawning over him. Either they’re in awe because “it’s Kakashi, the Copy Ninja!”, or they somehow sneak a peek at him maskless, or they spend 30 seconds around him (let’s face it, he’s that cool) but he doesn’t think about it much because it’s all very shallow to him. He doesn’t like the attention and most people don’t know the “real Kakashi”, so he feels that most people’s idea of him is very false and inaccurate. His mindset is, “They love me for who they’ve made me out to be, but they would hate me for who I actually am.” 

When Kakashi first finds a love note from a secret admirer, he’s not sure what to do about it. He’s gotten confessions of love before but he’s always ignored them because - as stated - they’re seemingly shallow and only confess to loving the person everyone thinks he is. But this letter seems different - it doesn’t gush about his abilities, or how sexy he is because of the air of mystery around him, or simply fangirl because he’s Kakashi of the Sharingan. The letter doesn’t try to explain away his issues (”I know you’re like this because of what happened, but …”) and it doesn’t come across as someone with a savior complex (”I know that if you let me, I can heal you with my love!”) so he’s pretty intrigued. Who is this person? How do they know him, and how have they managed to cut through all the nonsense the village praises him for? 

It kind of scares him if this person seems to know a truer version of Kakashi. He’s afraid of being found out, afraid of people seeing he’s scared and weak and royally messed up. But he’s also drawn to this mysterious writer - how did they manage to see right through him? Does he know them? And he’s really curious depending on where he finds the letter. If it’s delivered to him through the post, he’ll figure it’s just someone who’s seen him on his walk home/has known him for a while and knows where he lives. If it’s given to him via a teammate or by the Hokage during a meeting, he’ll be kind of suspicious. (”How do they know who I’m working with? Is it … one of them?” Then he’ll study all the people he’s working with or that passes in and out of the Hokage building and see if any of their eyes linger a bit too long on him.) If he finds it in his book or his gear, he’ll be bound and determined to find out who it is because how the heck did they get into his stuff without him noticing?! 

After a couple of notes (and failed attempts to figure out who it is), Kakashi has 2 tactics he goes for. The first is to enlist Pakkun and the rest of his ninken into sniffing out the culprit. He’ll give them the letters to pick up the scent and then send them off into the village. The ninken try to pick up clues in the note (if there is any perfume or lotions, or certain smells that’d only be present at a particular shop or area of Konoha - such as ramen or varnish or flowers). (But I imagine the letter writer is too scared about being discovered, so each and every letter smells different and the ninken can’t figure out who it is for the life of them. How many different perfumes and lotions does this person own? Do they write these at restaurants and cafes? “LISTEN KAKASHI, FIVE PEOPLE HAVE HANDLED THIS LETTER BEFORE YOU GOT IT, OKAY? THE ORIGINAL SCENT IS GONE. SO UNLESS YOU WANT ME TO CHASE DOWN THE MAILMAN LIKE SOME KIND OF COMMON DOG, YOU’RE NOT GOING TO FIGURE THIS OUT.”) 

His other tactic is to leave his own notes where he’s found the love letters. If they’re in his stuff, he figures that the person will find his notes when they go to hide theirs. He’ll tuck some into his scroll pouches, pockets, in the pages of Icha Icha, wherever he found them. (But he’s kind of nervous about it and doesn’t want the person to miss his letter - so he’ll leave another piece of paper that says something like “Check front left pocket” or “Go to page 138”, asdghjkl Kakashi that defeats the purpose of “finding” the letter on your own!!) 

If it’s delivered through the post, he’ll hand over his own letter to the mailman and say, “Give this to the person who sends me these notes.” (But that’s super vague and Kakashi gets a lot of mail from people - even though he hardly reads it, and it sits in a pile on his table - so the mailman is like “??? Sure??” and there’s a 100% chance it ends up going to someone like Kotetsu or Gai or even Tsunade and everyone is really confused and Kakashi is horrified because they’ve just read his love letter?!?!? It happened like once, and Kakashi is now so paranoid and embarrassed that he either stops this idea altogether or gives the mailman the most serious, deadpan look and says, “GIVE THIS TO THE PERSON WHO SENDS ME THESE *flips love note*, OKAY?”) 

(Or he’ll write a note and give it to Lady Tsunade and just say, “This … goes to whoever’s been leaving me notes …” And she’s like, “Uh-huh … You know, you’d think with all of your capabilities, you’d have found out who it is by now.” And he’s like, “?? Wait, do YOU know?” And she’s like, “Hello? I give you these letters all the time; I sit in this office all day and see who comes in and out of the building from that window. For a guy who can copy every jutsu with his Sharingan, you sure aren’t all that observant. Maybe if you uncovered that half of your face for a while you’d be able to see who it is. But it’s none of my business …”) 

Kakashi is basically just a huge dork and tries to play it cool but inside he’s freaking out because there’s somebody out there in the village who is leaving him love notes and it’s driving him insane because he DOESN’T KNOW WHO IT IS. He knows he tells a lot of people to “let things go”, but this is something he needs to know and he probably won’t stop until he finds his secret admirer. (And when he FINALLY finds them, he’s so flippin’ nervous he’ll mess things up and that once they spend time around him they’ll realize he’s a loser and give up, so he almost wishes he hadn’t figured it out.)

IRUKA

Iruka has had his fair share of women flirting with him. Usually single moms, aunts, or grannies of the kids in his class that show up during Parent-Teacher Conferences/school events (like graduation), but that’s about it. He is pretty oblivious with most of the flirting tactics the women employ, but a few of the more bolder ones make him a little nervous so he tries his best to brush them off. (”Dinner? Oh, aha ha ha … I’m sorry but I’m incredibly busy grading homework tonight … and for the rest of the week. But I’ll see you at the next Parent-Teacher Conference!”) What a dork. (He hates this memory, but half of his coworkers will randomly bring up the time a drunk obaasan was having a good time at one of the village’s summer festivals and followed him around all night, pinching his face, grabbing his butt, and playing with his ponytail. Genma volunteered him to “walk the poor woman home” at the end of the night and Iruka was horrified to find out how strong such a small and old woman was, because he had to basically fight her off when she tried to drag him inside. RIP.) 

When Iruka first gets a love note from a secret admirer, his first thought is, “Oh, please don’t let it be a student.” He’s very likable and personable and more than one student has developed a crush on him. It’s always a little awkward for him but he does his best to discourage them and let them down gently. So when he reads the note and sees that the handwriting and the level of skill the writing took, he gives a huge sigh of relief because oh my gosh, it’s not a student, thank goodness. But now he has a new question - who IS it from? Another teacher? A parent? (Urck, he’s not sure how he feels about dating a student’s mom tbh.) Someone else? His list of suspects narrows depending on where he found it - in his desk drawer, hidden between a stack of ungraded homework assignments, or delivered to his classroom by a teacher’s aide. 

The note makes him quite flustered, ngl. Whether it’s super articulate and poetic, or just a short and blunt note, he’s blushing like mad because someone out there took the time to write it and leave it for him to find. (For a moment he thinks it’s a mistake and it’s meant for another teacher but - nope! His name is on the front, it’s definitely for him. He also wonders if it’s a prank by his co-workers since they know how he feels about women flirting with him but something about this seems genuine.) He hides his note somewhere close - either on his person or in his bag - and thinks about it for the rest of the day until he can do some investigative work. 

Iruka is, like, 10000x more per perceptive now and he pays attention to everything and everyone. He needs to know if his admirer left the note themselves, or if they had someone else drop it off. He’s almost suspicious of anyone who comes by his classroom and even briefly thinks that one of the kids was employed by their parent to hide the note in his desk. He has so many wild conspiracies running through his head, and he seems a bit like a madman. (Like … imagine the Pepe Silvia scene from It’s Always Sunny.) So anyway, he mostly watches intently and keeps track of who comes into his classroom, who has access to his papers, and who seems to be acting strange. (It drives him absolutely bonkers if he finds ANOTHER love note and didn’t even see anyone leave it!! How could he miss it?!) 

People at the Academy notice how weird he’s acting and he finally breaks down and confesses to one or two close friends that he’s been trying to figure out who’s leaving him notes (he may or may not leave out the “love” part). They agree to help him figure it out, but they think this is really funny because of how stressed and flattered he is. Mostly they’re not much help because they end up delivering a few love letters to Iruka hidden between copies of assignments, shrug and say, “Oh I don’t know, I got this from so-and-so in the break room. Must’ve been stuck in there earlier.” They have their own suspicions but don’t say anything because it’s more fun to let him figure it out. 

Finally Iruka is near his breaking point, so he ends up stalking around the Academy, practically harassing everyone there as he watches their every move. He hangs around the break room and copy room, watching with eagle eyes to see anyone shuffling love letters into his mailbox or papers. 90% of the teachers have no idea what’s going on, and the people who do know think it’s hilarious and terrifying. 

Lord help the person Iruka catches hiding the love notes in his papers. He runs over to them, grabs the note, shoves it in their face, laughing hysterically as he says, “I CAUGHT YOU! FINALLY! IT WAS YOU THE WHOLE TIME!” If the person he caught is only the delivery person for the secret admirer, they’d probably quit right then. (”Are you sure you like this guy? He’s so weird. You should’ve seen him when he saw me with your letter! I’m never doing that again!!”) They’d also straight up tell him, “Yeah, I left them for you but I didn’t write them. And I took a vow of silence so I can’t tell you who they’re from.” And after a lot of confusion and begging on Iruka’s part, the delivery person would give up and say, “OKAY. I can’t tell you who it is but if you write a letter, I can get it to them …” (Cue the fastest letter writing in the history of the world and Iruka frantically saying, “Here! Take it! Let me know what they say!”) 

If it IS the secret admirer he’s caught, they’re probably horrified - especially since Iruka wasn’t very subtle and there were other people in the room with them … and now they’re all staring … and now they all know they were writing love notes … to Iruka … It’s so embarrassing omg. But once he’s calmed down, he’s blushing again because this is the person who was writing love notes to him oh my gosh they’re so cute !!! and he gets enough sense in him to talk to them in private and ask about the letters, and about themselves, and he’s still so confused why they like him but he’s happy he found them - and everyone else is happy too because HE FINALLY STOPPED FOLLOWING THEM AROUND AND WATCHING THEIR EVERY MOVE, THEY’RE FINALLY FREE!!! Iruka gets a little overzealous sometimes …

MAITO GAI

First reaction: crying about how youthful it is to receive love notes. Second reaction: a hearty chuckle of success because he realizes no one can resist the Green Beast of Konoha. Third reaction: he shoves the letter into Kakashi’s face and asks, “Did YOU receive such a youthful and lovely letter, filled to the brim with kind words and compliments, signed anonymously - too shy to reveal their true selves?! There is something so wonderful about the unsure confession of love by a secret admirer.” Everyone is in shock that not only does someone like Gai, but they’re actually writing him love notes. 

Gai is probably the type to make an assumption about who wrote the letter, find himself around them, give a “knowing” laugh when they say/do something contradictory to liking him, wink, give a thumbs up and say, “Don’t worry about it … We both know the truth. There’s no need to be shy!” And they ?? have no idea ?? what he’s talking about ?? (Tenten looks on in secondhand embarrassment, trying to gingerly break the news, “Gai-sensei … I don’t think it was them …” Gai is confused because, no - he’s sure it’s them. Right? It’s obvious. They’re just shy! Gai they’re not shy, they’re wondering why the Green Beast of Konoha is trying to make the moves on them when they have done absolutely nothing to indicate that they’re interested.) 

Rock Lee is just as invested in this as Gai because he thinks it’s so lovely; Neji is wondering who in the world would send a love note to his teacher; Tenten very surprised but also intrigued; they all end up helping Gai find his secret admirer because they’re all curious (and Gai definitely sees this as an opportunity to turn it into a training exercise in information gathering, stealth tactics, and teamwork - as well as trying to one-up Kakashi by proving that he too has hoards of fangirls). (”Gai-sensei, it was ONE note …”) 

Gai’s secret admirer would have to be pretty creative and sneaky to get the notes to him if they didn’t want to get caught, especially now that he’s looking for them. They probably do something ridiculous like tie the note to a bird, set the bird off towards the training fields, train the bird to steal something/pester the genin or Gai until they can’t take it anymore so they’ll grab the bird and find the note (all the while the secret admirer watches from a distance as Gai reads the letter). Or they tack love letters on the trees all along the path Gai takes when he jogs in the morning, so that only he can find them. He is both in awe by their dedication, and really impressed because only he and Rock Lee get up that early to train - so this person knows his schedule pretty well. (Is it really a crush if you haven’t stalked them a little bit?) 

Gai respects boundaries and he understands some people are more reserved about their feelings (he’s been friends with Kakashi since forever), so he won’t try to do anything to embarrass or publicly out his secret admirer. As stated above, he may get a little ahead of himself and start hinting towards someone that he knows it’s them - even if it’s not. But as soon as he understands that’s not the person, he backs off and apologizes, saying, “I’m sorry - I thought you were the person I’d been corresponding with.” (He doesn’t want so many other people to know this person has a crush on him - it’s not his secret to tell, so he tells little lies like that they’re a penpal or something.) 

He isn’t super perturbed if he can’t immediately find this secret admirer. There are some moments when he clenches his fist in frustration because he just wants to meet them - but he also enjoys the surprise of finding a new letter for him on the training field, waiting for him at the counter of a weapons shop, or even slipped under the door of his apartment. (He cried once when he got a poem instead of a letter, and it compared his green jumpsuit to the “comforting forests outside the village”, his hair to “the blackest of starless skies, still aglow with the halo of a new moon” and his smile to “the most radiant beam of sunshine to warm the hearts” of those around him.) He saves all of these and keeps them where he can read them every day. The poems he tacks to his fridge door, and the very first one he received he keeps in his vest pocket. 

Since this secret admirer knows Gai’s schedule pretty well, they’ve been watching him to make sure he doesn’t catch them leaving notes - and they’ve seen him mistakenly think a few other shinobi/civilians were writing the love notes. They can see that he isn’t turned off or weirded out by it all, so they gain some confidence and decide to reveal themselves. They show up to the training grounds at 4am (when Gai shows up to start his morning routine) and Gai is there alone, already training. He notices them right away but doesn’t say anything so he won’t scare them off. When they get close enough, he stops his training and looks at them, giving them a gentle smile. Nervously, they approach and shove a final letter at him. He reads it and then grins at them, “So it’s you. I’ve been waiting for you to show up. Would you like to take a walk?”

Gai totally walks them down the same path he jogs every day and he points at every tree that used to have a love note attached to it, recounts which note it was, and he’ll tell them his favorite part about the note, and when they get to the end of the walk he’ll pull out the very first letter he got so they could see he kept it “close to my heart, where it belongs!” And then, in a final act (with his genin watching from the bushes), Gai pulls out another piece of paper, unfolds it, and proudly starts reading a poem that HE wrote for his secret admirer. Rock Lee cries, Neji shakes his head seemingly in resignation (but he’s secretly happy for his teacher), and Tenten is honestly surprised at how talented Gai is (”Who knew he would write like that? Do you think he ever did a writing competition with Kakashi-sensei?” Don’t give him any ideas, Tenten). Of course, after all of this Gai would ask his secret admirer if they were okay with other people knowing who wrote the letters. If yes, then he’d proudly tell everyone so he could brag about their talent and their kindness. If not, then he’d quietly keep the letters to himself and when people asked about it, he’d just say he hadn’t figured it out yet but he would eventually. (Way too sweet, 10/10 best person ever.)

#naruto headcanons #iruka headcanons #kakashi headcanons #maito gai headcanons #iruka #iruka umino #umino iruka #kakashi #kakashi hatake #hatake kakashi #maito gai #might guy #thecalamityqueen #thetoxicstrawberry #berry #Berry is the Best #naruto sfw headcanons #iruka sfw headcanons #kakashi sfw headcanons #maito gai sfw headcanons #might guy sfw headcanons #mine 44 #long post for ts #akimi.writes

[fly-pow-bye]

ThunderCats Roar - “Dr. Dometone”

Co-Executive Producer: Victor Courtright

Supervising Producer: Nate Cash

Producer: Marly Halpern-Graser

Story by: Joan Ford

Teleplay by: Justin Becker

Directed by: Jessica Borutski

If you're looking for me, you better check under the earth...

The episode begins with Tygra suggesting a new mission for the ThunderCats: go around the rest of Third Earth and try to fill in the gaps in their knowledge of it. They know about everything around the Cat's Lair, they know about that evil pyramid where Mumm-Ra lives, and they even know about the horrors of hook mountain, but what about everything else?

Tygra, being the sensible one, just wants to make friends with everyone around them, but Lion-O immediately gets out his sword and thunders it up. Tygra makes a desperate plea to Lion-O to use his words and not his magical swordplay if he manages to find anyone in his spot of land. This happens to be a beach, and unfortunately, or maybe fortunately even if Snarf was there to prevent any kind of wrongful swordplay, nobody on Third Earth wanted to do a suntan. There is far more than a slight implication that Tygra put him there because he doesn't really trust Lion-O to not accidentally start wars, though that might come from Tygra's unique ability of having common sense.

Lion-O does manage to find a crab, though. The crab clearly can't talk, but that doesn't stop Lion-O from chasing it under the water, telling the crab that he just wants to ambassador it. No, there's no explanation to how Lion-O can speak and/or breathe underwater, but they do at least make him do a gurgling voice. It is basic cartoon logic: plot holes are okay as long as they're funny, and...eh, I don't know.

Speaking of holes, Lion-O lifts up a bunch of rocks that the crab was trying to, and one of them happens to be the Giant Oceanic Plug. One might think a giant plug at the bottom of the ocean was something made up for this wacky reboot, but no, that's actually something from the original ThunderCats. Unplugging it was something the ThunderCats had to prevent, as unplugging leads to...

...a really, really dry planet. This is shown by showing what the other ThunderCats are doing, with the oceans receding into the hole that plug was covering in the background. They could have just ended with the shot of Third Earth without an ocean, but it's good to see the effects Lion-O's bumbling is causing in the world, even if nobody else seems to care. Well, one person seems to care, at least.

The episode is called Dr. Dometone, so we get to see him come in with his giant amphibian robot, which he names Hercules. Just like in the original, he is the guardian of the Great Oceanic Plug, and he's none too thrilled to see the lack of water. Lion-O has no time to discuss this, because hey, a new guy to ambassador!

With no knowledge of what evil person could have done such a thing, he jumps into Hercules, and dives right into the plug. Somehow, this diving makes a fart sound, because we needed one of those. Lion-O, who snuck into the robot alongside Snarf much to the doctor's mismay, just ends up telling him he did it. Any kind of tongue lashing against him would have to wait, though.

There's an upside down city of mushroom people known as the Moldians, all sobbing from having their underground city flooded. As the Lord of the ThunderCats, he tries his best to tell everyone that he will help them out with this sudden flooding without telling them he was the one who did it. I do like this line:

Moldian Mother: My baby is all wet!

Lion-O: I'll get you a new...uh, I'll dry your baby.

A rare moment where Lion-O has to realize what he said. They manage to find the mayor, Sportimer Fungustus, and he tips his hat-shaped head as much as he would allow at the fine gentlemen. Dometome tells Lion-O to stay quiet and let him do all the talking, as Lion-O has done enough harm. He does make the mistake of introducing them as being with him, and Lion-O had to say two words that really gets the Mayor upset: "what's up?"

It turns out, the Moldians aren't exactly hip to that phrase, and assume he's asking what is up. The Mayor points down to the ground and says "the ground", and this leads to an argument. See, to the Moldians, up is down and down is up. They spend quite a bit of time explaining this to the audience, along with how they're in the hollow part of Third Earth. This could be our first confirmation this isn't a far out into the future version of the Earth we're on now, but I'm not sure about that.

Because the plot needs to go further, Lion-O butts in and says that nothing Dr. Dometome is saying is making any sense, because all of that water was drained into this city. With a zoomed out shot to possibly indicate how awkward that statement was, it's clear that the Mayor isn't too happy to be eye to eye with the people responsible for the great flood. Lion-O may not get that tongue lashing, but he will get something else.

BUM BUM BUM BUM, Lion-O, Dr. Dometome, Snarf, and even Hercules are now tied up to a mushroom rocket with chains! The Moldians did at the very least know that superheroes would need a little bit more than ordinary rope. That rocket is headed straight for Third Earth's core, or, as the Moldians know it, the "great sky ball."

Frowning at the fiery doom that he has accidentally put his new friend and his cool robot into, he can still hear the nagging words of Tygra, telling him that he should do the opposite of what he normally does. I'll say this, how he interprets this is way better than the way Lion-O did the opposite of what he says he's going to do from the previous episode. It also gives a point to that sword scene in the intro, which is nice to see.

We do get our mandated action scene, and I'm not complaining about that at all, as the Moldians have declared war on their "underground" menace. Aw, and he was trying to prevent that from happening! It's here where Dr. Dometome's involvement in the plot besides all of that exposition reaches its apex, as we get to see him use that giant robot to avoid all of those mushroom missiles. Yeah, that's pretty much it.

Technically doing the opposite of what he did, even if he's actually doing the same thing he did before, Lion-O goes "up" into the ocean. "Over" their waters, they have their own plug, conveniently labelled the "reverse plug". Who put that sign there? Who cares, the most important part is that it fixed everything, and none of the other ThunderCats suspected a thing. He must be so glad everything ended up being convenient.

As the honest Lord of the ThunderCats, he does end up telling him the truth about his adventures, but Tygra doesn't believe him. They do add a twist on this by making him not believe anyone else, either. Admittedly, playing ping pong with a mole man? Those are pretty outlandish compared to fighting giant mummy monsters.

It all ends with a rather generic The End card, but I do appreciate the consistency with their appearance.

How does it stack up?

It's a pretty silly episode, but I do like the (literal) world building. 4 cats.

Next, with such a title, an episode that's sure to be exciting!

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#fpb tcr #thundercats roar #cartoon network

[kendracs]

Kaleidoscopic colors

A/N: Welcome to read the most bizarre two shot my bored mind could come up with. So before you guys start to read let me tell you something.

For one you can take this as canon divergence, an Au because I made no specification in this (Also I`m not sure myself jeje). Also I`m not very good writing romance or fluff, I`m more a horror/suspense/angst/mystery (and smut, but don`t worry not for this fandom) kinda writer. So don`t expect so much fluffy scenes for this.

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Lastly my English is soooo rusty, dude I haven`t write in English since like five ago years or so, which means that you may find some grammar and misspelling errors. Please be patient and don`t give tomatoes yeah?

SO here we go.

Summary: When she was a child she often thought that when she would grow up she would love in red. But she didn`t. Instead she loved in kaleidoscopic colors. Because Matteo had all colors and none in specific. 

But now she loves him in black.  

.x▬▬▬▬[» Kaleidoscopic colors «]▬▬▬▬ ×. -»Chapter1: Bones«-

Luna smiles at everyone and everything as she skates. The rink of the Jam&Roller is full of people and colors, and the beating of the music is pumping in her veins.

She lives a life in colors, she always has. Her clothes are colorful, her mind work with colors that feeds her resourcefulness and even emotions have their own colors for her.

White is the color of belief, of purity and hope. With is the color she associate with her parents. Always pushing her to be the better version of herself, always holding her with sweet patience when she falls.

Orange is a bright color, Luna often thinks of beautiful thing when this color is involved. While not her favorite color, she still associate it with friendship. The guys of the roller band, Ramiro or Jim and Yam and their encouraging way of say thing when she is down.  

Though, Luna guesses that if Jim and Yam had to pick a color to describe the friendship with each other they would pick yellow, because that is the color of the sun and the color you should give to your best friend, that friend that makes your day bright and sunny. Or so Luna guesses since she never had a female best friend so she can only speculate.

Blue is Simon’s color, because he bring clarity when her head is a mess, which is quite often, and is also a color that reminds her of tolerance a quality Simon shows her more often than not. Also because that`s the color of paint that Luna had spilled on Simon the first time they had met, so long ago. Blue is the reason they met thus forever his color.

Purple is the color of elegance, power, ambition and luxury. That´s Ámbar in all her glory and in all the shades that color have. Because that`s Ambar, so overpowering that no one more can have that color. Delfi and Jazmin don`t belong with that color.

Green brings memories of jealousy. Luna doesn`t wear green colored clothes anymore because when she see that color she recalls a time when the boy she loves was with other girls.

First was Ambar, and at the time Luna didn`t have any right to feel like that because they didn`t had a relationship. At the time Ambar and Matteo were a thing but so were Luna and Simon. So at the time there was no space for green.

But the past year was a carousel of colors and she recalls green more often than she would like to. There was this girl, Ava, and for a time it looked like Matteo really cared her. She was funny and a little clumsy and so very pretty, Luna wanted to believe that he had been attracted to her because the similarities the other girl shared with herself. At the time Matteo was healing from this head injury and consequential amnesia he got after saving her from being hit by a car.

At the time Luna had been jealous, oh so jealous, but also hurt. So yes, no green for Luna because it was not a good color for her.

Red was the color of love, of anger; one of Luna`s favorite colors and also the one she hated the most. Anger and love were such a messy emotions.

When she was a child she often thought that when she would grow up she would love in red. But she didn`t.

Instead she loved in kaleidoscopic colors. Because Matteo had all colors and none in specific. Often shifting between one to another when she needed him to but also keeping some undertones a constant. Bringing all different shades to her life and showing her combinations she could have never discovered on her own.

Always fresh and innovating.

And he had been hers.

For a while.

Matteo`s presence had that thing she could never put her finger on, he demanded attention and commanded respect, and when he had crashed- because he was the one who crashed onto her, not the other way around, he could fight her all he wanted she wasn`t changing her mind in this matter- on her life he had stolen all the colors of her life and made them his, leaving fading shades behind.

So when he was gone onto college -to Italy? America? He hadn`t told her- She was left behind without colors in her life.

But she still loved him.

She loved him in black.

-» «-

It`s Open Music day and Gaston is looking at her again. She can feel his stare in the back of her head as she is animatedly chatting with Simon about the performances while he is making Smoothies and cleaning the bar.

Gaston and Luna were never close friends. He was funny and when she and Matteo were an item he often cracked silly jokes at her name expenses. They both shared a weird sense of humor, which left them breathless with laughter and Matteo giving them exasperated, and secretly amused, looks.

Gaston, however, is a blur in her mind, when she thinks about him Luna knows he should be associated with something else, with someone else, like he is a half of a whole and there something that she should remember, something that belongs by his side.

Luna also knows that that something that makes Gaston whole is something that it was hers too. A cold feeling sets in her stomach every time she think of this, but that feeling goes as soon as it comes. It goes with memories she know she should have but are gone before curiosity pricks her and lets her dwells on what it is.

So she forget about this as she lose herself in Jim and Yam lyrics and dance moves.

-» «-

“Can we talk?” Luna turns around and there is Gaston with his hands on his pockets.

She is pretty sure they hadn`t talked since Matteo said goodbye to the both of them in the airport.

Luna also knows that they had something that should have keep them somehow united. Something more than just Matteo. But then again she can`t point what that is.

She should, however, realized that something was wrong with him. For one, the fact that he keep coming to the J&R even when all the guys that graduated with him didn`t show up nearly as often as they did once upon a time. Ramiro being the exception since he did have a reason to come, this reason being Yam of course.

Luna doesn`t like to dwell too much on this because that makes her think how empty the rink looks without Ambar kicking cones, Matteo making high-level tricks on his skates or how she actually misses Jazmin annoying the crap out of everyone with her tablet and obnoxious behavior–and amusing them while doing it at the same time- and looking at Pedro without Delfi is certainly weird.

“Yeah, sure”

Luna smiles at him hoping that he returns the gesture. He doesn`t.

There is that feeling again, like an emptiness in the pit of her stomach and a sudden coldness creeping through her limbs to her fingertips, numbing her whole body.

Luna realize that this feeling intensify when she is near him.

“Do you know anyone called Nina?” He blurts out once they are sitting on one of the tables.

His question makes her freeze.

That name.

That name…

It`s like a dream, she can almost picture a laugh soft as bells without a face or a shape. But it feels more like a washed out picture with such a pale shade of colors that the shapes are faded and blurred. Luna knows something is off.

Apparently this shows in her face because Gaston is on her case in less than a second “Please, I know you do. I just… Have this… this feeling that you know her too. That I´m not making this up. It`s like… I forgot something important… something that hurts. And when I try to look back to figure out what it is, everything is, like blurry. Like there is mist in my memories… And yesterday I found this name Nina written in the side of one of my books and I know, I just know that this emptiness, it have to do with her. For some reason I think you can help me with this”

For a moment Luna is taken aback, this is the first time, since she knows him, that Gaston look almost suppliant.

“I, I`m sorry Gastón I don`t know how to help” At his crestfallen expression she adds “That name do sound familiar, but… ” She shrug helplessly.

“Aw, come on Luna, you really don`t know nothing about her? I`m a step away from a mental asylum”

She knows he is trying to light up the mood, trying to pass that last statement as a joke but the bags under his eyes and  the way his smile doesn`t quite reach his eyes tells her otherwise.

“More than you were before? I find that hard to believe”

He cracks a true smile this time “Oh, why so mean? I don`t remember you being so mean, I think it`s because the moon is entering a phase of full – cof of herself cof- moon”

After laughing lightly she interjects more seriously “Anyway, You know? Sometimes the things I dream, they, I don`t know, they come true. I know it´s kinda crazy but it happened that I dream something at night and then the same thing it`s there, you know, when I`m awake”

“Hey! Slow down with the ramble. I think I get what you mean, but what does that have to do with anything?”

Luna can see the skepticism in his eyes, but also there is an undertone weightiness in his semblance, like he is so desperate that he drinks on her words for anything that can help him. Yet she can`t help but feeling that there is someone who would have believed without batting an eyelash, and give input without a hint of mockery.

“Well, what I`m trying to say is that sometimes some weird, inexplicable things happen. That doesn`t mean that they aren`t true, it just mean you just have to believe harder in them… And I`m here if you need me”

When Gastón face lights up she knows she had said the right thing.

They end up talking for hours. And for a moment her world is not as black because Gastón is not only a part that Matteo also left behind –Like her- but he, as well, is a piece of a puzzle that Luna needs to make sense of.

They never, not even once talk about Matteo.

Luna doesn`t know if being grateful or bitter for this.

-» «-

Her room in the Benson mansion is one of her favorite places in the entire world. Is colorful, cozy and it`s hers.  

Is also the place in the whole world where she can hide and forget about everything that has transpire the past year.

About the Sol Benson thing.

Her biological grandfather demise.

The battle for her custody.

Slowly losing Matteo until he wasn`t hers anymore.

Things that hurt but are too far away to be changed. And God knows she craves to changes so much, at this point she looks back and realizes that she did made so many mistakes.

But can someone truly blame her? She lost her identity, she was pushed to accept thing she couldn`t grasp her head around and take back a life she had forgotten and wasn`t sure she wanted to belong in anymore.

At some point she had even hurt Ambar, Luna had stepped on her because she was the biological Benson not the blond. Afterward she had been so shameful about it and no apology could drown completely that awful feeling of disgust for what she had done. She wasn´t even sure if Ambar ever truly forgiver.

She had pushed Matteo so hard, so far that when she had tried to reach for him he was only wind in her hands, fleeing through her fingertips.

Maybe that was the reason they both had decide to go so far away from her.

Indeed, Sol Benson had betrayed every conviction Luna Valente had always stood for.

Luna Valente found strength in her family and friends. Sol Benson pushed everything away.

Luna Valente found happiness in helping others and fight for her own dreams. Sol Benson didn`t know what her dreams were and didn`t know where to search for a pounce of happiness.

Sol Benson was the lost part of Luna Valente, and also the part that made her lose herself. It was a part she couldn`t part with but also couldn`t find peace with.

Even when things had calmed down, she was still struggling whit herself.

It didn`t help that she didn`t have a Jim to her Yam, or that Matteo had left her behind, or Simon was now famous and didn`t have as much time for her as both of them would have want to, even Ambar was off to college which meant all Sharon Benson`s expectations and pressure were now in her.

Luna Valente was still breaking under the pressure her new name had brought her.

And she feels lonely.

Yet she smiles, because a part of her want to believe that everything is going to be fine eventually, however another part of her…

Another part of her still lives in black and white and gray.

“Hey Luna! Monica told me to come here to pick you up for dinner, since you weren`t answering to her calling”

Luna snaps her head and finds Tino leaning on the door. A happy, blissfully smile touching his lips.

“Really? She was calling. I didn`t hear”

“Tino! Why are you taking so long? Monica don`t let me eat anything until Luna goes down to dinner. Oh! Hi Luna”

“Hey Cato, sorry for making you wait. Let`s go down”

“Oh! By the way we have something for you”

“Oh yeah we do!” Interjects Tino bouncing a little bit.

Luna waits for him to go on. But eventually decide that ask is the best option with these two.

“So?”

“So what? What are we still doing here? I`m hungry!”

Right, that wasn`t the right to ask, was it? Not when Tina and Cato were involved.

“Wait, you said you had something for me? Can you, I don`t know, give it to me”

“O! Yeah that! You should have started with that, you can be such a confusing person Lunita”

Tino laughs “And so clueless too! You shouldn`t leave your thing everywhere you know? They can get lost“

Luna is completely at lost at this, then again she hardly understands what they are talking about half of the time.

No wait, more like, half of the half of the time. Yep that more like it.

Cato shoves Tino a little bit “What are you waiting for? Give it to her so we can go to eat!”

“Me? You have it“

“Do not”

“Do too”

“Guys! Guys!” Calls Luna a little bit exasperate.

They look at each other and shrug their shoulder, then they proceed to empty their pockets and leave a lot useless thing in her floor and the surface of her drawer. She is exasperated at this point.

However….

“Here it is” Claims Cato proudly holding a piece of crumpled paper.

“Told you so” Utters Tino accusingly.

They keep bickering with each other and Luna take the opportunity to take de folded paper from Cato`s hand.

Her name is written in pretty cursive letters, and for some reason she has the feeling that these is not the first time she seen this calligraphy. A faded memory of books with notes on the edges of the pages comes to mind, but she can`t place these memory with a face or a place. And a feeling of dread settles on her stomach with cold accuracy.

She opens the note.

There is a direction she doesn`t recognize, however is the name at the footer that leaves her frozen.

Nina.

-» «-

Luna`s nature is being impulsive, rash with her decisions and passionate with her beliefs. Never backing down once her mind is made.

This time, however, she is actually second guessing this particular decision.

She is standing in front of a massive building, the entrance is spacious and elegant, the name Padma is written above the door so she assume this is the name of this… edifice. Quite frankly this place looks like a five stars hotel.

Is a beautiful sight, nevertheless Luna can`t overlook the fact that this neighborhood looks quite… desolate. Well that`s an understatement, this zone is completely abandoned.

Luna is almost sure that she is about to be the protagonist of her own horror story. She should be turning around and running as fast as her legs can carry her. Well to be honest she should have turn around as soon as the houses began to look older and less well keeped, when less and less people were visible in the streets.

The logic part of her knows that.

But there is this feeling, a mixture of adrenaline and excitement squeezing her stomach and humming in her heart. Her head growing heavy by the minute and her sight growing dim. There is a need that settles in her being and is stronger as closer of this place she is. There is no place for logic here.

Then again, she is Luna Valente, there was really place for such a thing in the firs place?

A nice Lady waiting for her in the doorway. And this should alarm her, scare her. But she is beyond that by now.

“Welcome” She says the smile in her red lips so big that might break her face.

“Good afternoon, I came here… I mean, I have this… um…” She Sutter unsure and somewhat intimidated.

“Yes we know. Don`t worry honey, follow me” Her voice is alluring and so Luna complies without a word.

Inside this place is bright yet she feels darkness surrounding her, swallowing her and she really shouldn`t be feeling so comfortable with this sensation of being pulled.

Oh, but she does.

And there is so much people, all of them smiling a laughing and so, so happy. And the place is thriving with energy and heat. Someone presses a purple drink in her hand and when she sips the fruity beverage and the sticky sweetness settles in her tummy a galaxy explodes in front of her eyes and makes her body hum in contentment.

Dig up her bones but leave the soul alone Boy with a broken soul Heart with a gaping hole Dark twisted fantasy turned to reality Kissing death and losing my breath

…Are those lyrics trying to tell her something?

This is not alcohol –she can tell- this is magic. And works its effect in her body and mind.

Let her find a way to a better place Broken dreams and silent screams

Suddenly the deep and bottomless slum she`s been fighting to escape but falling in nonetheless is shoved from her world as a cacophony of neon lights and shiny colors comes to life around of her.

Here, her colors are back and sunnier than before and her body begins to numb and whywasIeversad?

Here she doesn`t need to learn how to unlove or how to unfeel, because she can accept that that is exactly what she`s been trying to do all this time. Because she is so hurt and she doesn`t know how to deal whit that. But not anymore

She can see in kaleidoscopic colors once again.

And the romance of sadness Beautiful dance that happened by chance Happened by chance, happened by chance

Foggy memories of a couple of lovely people –A man and a woman- smiling down at her, of a happy place with people skating and dancing and singing and of a beautiful boy with warm brown eyes and sweet smile start to wash out of her mind like a faded photo, and she want to hold on to them but they are a mirage that her finger can`t touch, they slip away until they are nothing more than haunting ghosts she can`t feel or hear anymore.

People is moving their hips at the beat of the music and their arms are throw above their heads in lose abandon.

“Come dance with me” Calls a girl. She is gorgeous, her eyes are sparking and her long brown hair dance behind her as she pulls Luna deeper into the crowd.

Luna can’t help but picture her with round glasses and as a soft smirk stretch in the other girl`s face Luna can`t stop herself of thinking that a timid smile would fit her better.

But then they are dancing and jumping and twirling around and it doesn`t matter anymore because this feels like flying, like when she is on skates dancing in the rink but this is better because she needs for nothing to fly.

She is free and she is happy.

She could get used to it. She wants to spend the eternity this way.

Lost in the pages of self made cages Life slips away and the ghosts come to play

.× ▬▬▬▬▬x.

SO no Matteo, but don`t worry next chapter will be better I swear. Also lots of Lutteo is coming (Now is his time to give us his POV).

Also the title is from the song that inspired this part. Bones from MsMr, The lyrics are the ones that Luna is hearing in the last part on this chapter.

Thoughts?

#soy luna #lutteo #luna valente #gastina #nina simonetti #gastón perida #fic #bones #mystery #horror? #nah #matteo balsano

[seftravels]

Doppelganger

Listen I don’t fuckin care if i misspelled it or whatever Im on a deadline

Day 6 of @stridercest--week

Ship: Dave/Davesprite, Dave/Davepeta (good luck trying to tag that guys)

Also Davepeta is referred as a he bcs Dave doesn’t know so if that bothers you

You explore the land, looking for memories you might share. You’ve been doing that since that damn black hole sucked you in. Fucking black holes.

Well, you are looking for a certain person in particular.

Yo repeat his name under your breath, afraid to forget the only person you ever really loved. God, remembering his fluffy neck feathers, his tail wrapping around you, his lips on yours…

You stop in your tracks as you catch a glimpse of orange Ben Stiller shades from the corner of your eye. When you turn around, however, it’s gone.

You won’t stand by this. So you followed where you thought you saw those shades. Fuck, you missed him. You can’t let him go, not again, please not again…

You end up in an opening. A round table seems set up for tea time. Five little stools stand around it. On one sat ARquiusprite. You’d never know his deal. On another there was Nepeta. Then Feferi, some kind of merge between Jaspersprite and Rose who somehow has legs, and…

Your breath caught in your throat. It was the shades from earlier. Except the wearer isn’t him. Or maybe he is, but not at the same time. He seemed to have merged with Nepeta. He also has legs. He’s so different, yet… You know this is him. So you call out to him.

“Davesprite!”

He turned around and fuck, you want to cry. He’s not wearing any shades, and his eyes alternate between lime green and orange. He has Nepeta’s mouth, but you recognized his nose and freckles. He gasped.

“Dave?”

His voice changed, and as much as you think it’s cute, you miss the old him. The real him, not this… not this version that looks like someone threw your Davesprite (your Davesprite) and Nepeta and mixed it all like the alphabet soup. And somehow the universe managed to give out a being that was so close to your beloved, but not quite there.

“Oh!” Feferi gasped and you just want the earth to swallow you whole, oh yeah earth was fucking obliterated, it can’t, “you must be pre-retcon Dave, aren’t you?”

“Seems so,” Jasper Rose muses, “he seems to be our Dave.” Our Dave. It sounds like they own you, and you feel fucking sick. You only want one person to own you, ever, and now he’s a fucking abomination. You turn around to leave.

“Wait, Dave!” Not-Davesprite calls at you, “you don’t want to have tea?”

“No,” you grit out. You don’t want to hang out with them. With people who don’t care about you. With someone who you used to love so much but has changed.

Must be what Davesprite thought, you thought to yourself.

You can still hear them, calling after you, shouting, inviting, but you use up all your willpower not to crumble. Then you heard Not-Davesprite fucking pleading, and you just. Break.

“You’re not him!” You scream, and damn it feels so good getting it out. So long image, no one gives a fuck. “You’re not fucking him, and you prefer new company, and you’ve changed, Davesprite, and I don’t want to fuckin face you because I’ll fucking break down, and I thought we had something but I can’t continue, not with you now. Fuck, I don’t want you trying to convince me that you’re him, that you’re still the same because right now, you’re - not - him!”

You can hear Nepeta gasp in shock, but you no longer give a fuck. You turn your back on them and stomp away.

Later on, Jasper Rose found you overlooking a cliff near Tavros’s home, crying. Jasprose (that’s what she said her name is) sits down beside you, and in no time the two of you were chatting like lost long friends.

“I just miss him,” you admit, your head on her lap.

“I know it’s hard, but can’t you just give him a chance?” she asks.

You shake your head. “I… I can’t, Rose. I… He’s… changed. And I can’t.”

Fuck, you miss him.

You are now Davepetasprite^2, and you do not understand what the fuck you did wrong.

One minute you were merely preparing a tea party for your friends (and moirail! Can’t forget ARquius!, and the next you hear someone familiar call out your name like a guy in a desert just found an oasis. Which is justified once you locked eyes with him after discarding your shades.

Your mind comes to a screeching halt, as does your perception of time. Hell, maybe time itself stopped. You never know which fucker does it. But right then, his name stumbles out of your lips and you could only focus on him, his blond hair and red threads and pale skin you wished you could claim and fuck his eyes are pure white-

Your train of thought stopped when he turned around with a scowl on his face. Fuck. Fuckfuckfuckfuck. What did your friends say that he would turn away like that!?

“Wait, Dave!” you’ve called out to him. “You don’t want to have tea?”

You heard him, clear as day, even as he grits out his answer. “No.”

Everyone started calling him. Then inviting. Then, when that didn’t work either, shouting. But you could only stare at his back, slowly getting smaller and smaller, before something snaps inside you. Striders don’t beg, your subconscious berate yourself, but to hell with that. You don’t feel like a Strider, all of Bro’s rules are bullshit anyway, and you can’t stay in your boundaries when the only person a part of you has ever loved is walking away from you. So you take three steps before shouting, “Dave, please! Come back, I need you here!”

Then he turned around at you and started screaming at you about how you’re not ‘him’ and fucking hell, you just want to fall to the ground and cry. You didn’t of course.

When he went out of sight, everyone starts chattering about what just happened, but you can only hear buzzing, and you don’t want to think about it, and you just want them to-

“Shut. Up.”

Everybody silenced, clearly shocked by your sudden change of demeanor, and nothing can be heard for a while except your breathing, which you’re struggling to keep steady.

Jasprose speaks up first. “I think I’m going to chase after him, make sure he’s well and all.”Then there she goes, leaving you with three pairs of curious eyes.

“You never told me you dated him,” ARquius says.

You don’t notice, but you started shaking. Shit, this whole ordeal is doing things to your emotional baggage, and for the first time ever you feel your two components clashing. The Nepeta in you wants to apologize. The Davesprite in you wants to punch him in the face.

‘He could crush your spine if he wanted.’ Never mind. You’ll just be here, chilling. You still want to retain your spine, thanks.

You are Dave Strider, god tier alpha timeline pre-retcon version. And you just heard rustling from behind Tavros’ hive.

Yo turn around, then turn back when you realize it’s Not-Davesprite, again. Why the fuck would he go here?

He sat down next to you. There’s a stretch of silence before he quietly says, “I’ve been looking for you.”

“Who says I wanna see your sorry ass again.”

“Listen Dave, I-” he sees your attempt at interrupting, and quickly retorts, “Listen, Dave. Let me explain.”

You wait, motioning him to start.

He gets your cue. “You see, after-after you… Died, i wandered around the Furthest Ring. When I returned, there was Rose, and Nep, and… I guess Jake? So anyway, Jasprose invited me down, and we chatted a bit. Then she introduced me to Nep, and we shook hands. The usual, right? Except Nep’s only been prototyped once, I ended up as second prototyping, and… well I happened. Davepetasprite^2.” a chuckle. “Wasn’t the most normal thing, but when we merged, i felt some sort of… Clarity.  Like the knowledge of every Dave was stored inside me, and… You know, self-discovery shit.”

“So… You know about me and…”

“Oh. About… That.” You swear you see Davepeta blush. “Yeah. I know. And call me a creep, but when I found out that you returned my... feelings, the Davesprite in me felt… Happy.”

“And Nepeta?”

“Screaming in the back of my mind going ‘kiss the boy already’.”

You can’t help it. Imagining Nepeta pushing Davesprite off to confess was too hilarious. You laugh, and not the kind of cute giggles. You literally howl with laughter, and Davepetasprite follows a few seconds in.

By the time you stop, you’re out of breath. Davepeta smiles at you (sprites don’t need air, that fucker) as you regain your composure. “I know I may not be Davesprite anymore, but I still love you. So… maybe you wanna try again?”

Your heart swells. He may have changed, but he still has Davesprite’s old qualities. Qualities you loved. “Yes.”

#davecest #davedavesprite #stridercest week #davedavepeta #? #selfcest /

[promisedangel]

The Secret Codes (Original Version) 1/2

I’d like to remind everyone that this is a look into my past for my 150 followers milestone. This story was created and written within 2005-2006!! I’d also like to remind people that I’ve edited it only to the point of spell checking, and changing a couple of names which had some IRL connections (And per the requests of some of my IRL friends I threw into this story). All grammar, punctuation, formatting, point of views (povs), plot holes, and self-censoring remains in tact. Fun fact; my most commonly misspelled word twelve years ago was “toward”. It mostly was spelled “Twrod” or “Towse” or something to that extent.

Enough of me rambling. Enjoy me at my worst/newest.

Part 1 Code Amy

Chapter 1 The New Arrival  (night before school started)(normal POV)  Now that XANA is out of the computer he thought he should get rid of those kids Jerimie, Yumi, Odd, Ulrich, And Aelita. "But how am I going to do it?" Xana thought, "Wait I could become human and get rid of them when most venerable!". So he transformed into a pre-teen with black hair, a blood red shirt, blue jeans, kinda tan skin, and a medallion with his symbol on it. "now to get a file into the government files" he thought. So he did and she also signed up for the academy his arch rivals attended.  (morning of the first day of school)  Finally the summer was over and it was back to school. During the summer, Aelita stayed at Yumi's house. "So how was your summer Jerimie"? Aelita asked. "Fine" Jerimie responded. "Same as mine, no Xana attacks at all" Aelita said. "I know, ever since Xana got out of the supercomputer there have been no attacks at all" Jerimie said. "Must be scheming" Ulrich said. Xana was unknowingly was watching his enemies talk about their summer, he heard a rolling suitcase in the distance. At the gate was a girl of 13 with straight long brown hair, same skin tone as XANA's, a black shirt with hearts on it that also has spots of colors on it, Brown jeans, and pink and gray tennis-shoes. "Oh great it's her" Xana murmured in sarcasm. She walked into the school grounds looking nervous and bumped into Sissi. "Hey watch were your going!" Sissi shouted at her. "I'm sorry, i wasn't looking were I was going" The new girl said and walked off. The girl went up to Yumi and tapped her on the shoulder then Yumi turned around. "Excuse me" the new girl said, "I’m new here can you take me to the principal’s office please?". "Sure thing" Yumi responded. "Thanks" the new girl said as they headed towards the principal's office. When they arrived there the new girl knocked on the door. "Come in" said the principal they did. "Hello I’m new here can I have a map of the school and my dorm room number please?" she asked. "Sure thing but what's your name?" responded the principal. "It's Amy" Amy said, "Amy Liane Karren, sir". "Yes we have been expecting you Amy here is a map and your dorm room number and your class list" the principal said, "Your parents suggested a double". "Thanks and ok" Amy said. "Now you must be getting ready before classes start" he said. "Ok I will" Amy said. Amy and Yumi walked out of the principal's office and Amy found her dorm in no time and her dorm partner was Aelita. "Aelita is that really you!" Amy said. "Yes it is, I can't believe your back Amy I missed you so much!" Aelita responded as they hugged. "I know it's been so long" Amy said. After they unpacked they went and found the others at a bench. "Hey friends this is Amy" Aelita said, "she is my best friend before she moved to America and now". "Hi" Ulrich, Jerimie, Yumi, and Odd said together. "Amy this is Odd, Jerimie, Ulrich, and Yumi my other best friends" Aelita said. "Pleasure to meet you all" Amy said to the gang. "Well this is going to be more fun then I thought it would" Xana muttered with a evil looking smile.

Chapter 2 A Secret Is Revealed  (Around when classes start)(Amy's POV)  "Well classes are about to start Amy, Where are you suppose to go?" Yumi asked. "I'm suppose to go to Physics 7th grade" I responded. "Hey us to!" Ulrich, Odd, Aelita, and Jerimie said together. "Great we can go together!" I said. we all made it to class in time and i was requested to stand outside of the classroom with the other new student. "All right class, settle down!" Miss. Hertz said to the class "we have two new students, one named Amy Karren from America, come in Amy". And so I did and Introduced myself. "And the other is named.. uh I can't quite pronounce it" Miss. Hertz said and the other student walked in "young man what is your name?". he stood right next to me and said "My name is XANA". I was shocked as soon as he said that and so was Jerimie, Ulrich, Odd, and Aelita. "Right, now Amy you can sit behind Odd and Xana go sit behind Herve over there" Miss. Hertz said as she pointed to our seats. Xana and I sat in the seats Miss. Hertz assigned us. As the teacher was teaching I heard Odd whisper to Jerimie "Hey Einstein do you think that is really Xana?" Odd asked Jerimie. "I'm not sure, but if it is Xana we have got to be very careful around him" responded Jerimie. Xana stared at us with an evil smile and I was getting creeped out by it. Soon the bell rang and we went off to our next class.  (Lunch time, Cafiteria)(Aelita's POV)  We all sat down at the table we usually sat at and made sure Xana wasn't around. "Hey can I sit with you guys, I got nowhere else to sit" Asked Amy. "Sure Amy you can sit here" I said to Amy. "I can't believe Sissi asked Xana to go out with her!" said Odd. "No wait Xana is here!?" Yumi asked in shock. "Yeah he is here as human" Amy answered. "Oops" said Odd. "You Know about Xana?" I asked Amy. "Know about XANA, I helped Franz Hopper built him!" Amy responded to my question. The rest of the gang and me were shocked about this discovery. "Honestly I helped with the terrain, and Beta tested with your mom Aelita" Amy continued. "My mom Beta Tested the Scanners?" I asked. "Yup, unfortunately wen she did it she didn't make it into Lyoko" Amy said, "I made it just fine and I know that Xana somehow turned evil, I tried to stop your dad from going to Lyoko but it was to late".  (Flashback)(normal POV)  "Aelita this way, hurry" Franz Hopper said to his daughter. "Ok" Aelita said back. they went to the factory. "W-Where are we daddy?" Aelita asked "In my factory" Franz answered, "now come on". They went down to the floor with the scanners "See you in a minute honey" Franz said as he entered the scanner. "See you in a minute daddy" said Aelita as Amy rushed in. "Wait Franz don't do it!" Amy yelled but it was to late Franz and Aelita where in Lyoko. "No I’m to late!" Amy said crying.  (end of flashback)

Chapter 3 Xana's Attack  (still cafeteria)(Odd's POV)  As Amy told all she knew about Lyoko and Xana, I felt like we were all being watched. "Uh Amy sorry to interrupt but I think Xana is watching us!"  I said. "Odd, are you sure" Amy asked me. "I'm sure of it" I responded and right I was for once Xana was watching them from outside the cafeteria. "Now for Phase Two to get rid of those brats once and for all!" Xana said quietly while holding his medallion. He walked to the factory (the way the gang does from school) and he went to the Super Calculator and began typing something on the screen. "Now the fate of that little pest Amy will be sealed forever Muhahahaha!" Xana said in a very evil way.  (back with the gang)(Jerimie's POV)  "Hey I just realized that there still might be an activated tower in Lyoko!" I said to the gang. "Then what are we waiting for let's go deactivate it" Odd said confidently. "Yeah, But won't that separate Xana from the supercomputer permanently? Amy asked."Uh maybe" I said. "Unless.." Amy whispered. "Unless what?" Yumi asked. "Well I do remember Franz Doing another code besides CODE: LYOKO" Amy said, "but I forget the code and what it does". After she said that the bell rang for the next class. Luckily none of us were in Xana's class that period because we discussed our plan we were Lyoko during class. The bell finally rang for the end of the day. "Come on let's get to the factory before Xana does!" Aelita said "That sounds like a good plan besides who knows what Xana could do to the Super Calculator if he gets there first" Soon they were at the factory bridge and Xana was there. "Going somewhere?" Xana asked with an evil smile. "Xana, Just go away your not part of the Supercomputer anymore so you should have no reason to be here" Amy Shouted at Xana. "Oh but I do" Xana said still with an evil smile. Just then Xana used his fast running ability and kidnapped Amy. "AHH! GUYS HELP!" Amy screamed in terror as Xana ran towards the scanner room. "Don't worry we'll get you back Amy!" Odd said as the gang ran after Xana. They got to the Super Calculator room just when.. "Virtualization!" Xana Shouted and Amy appeared in Lyoko in the forest region. She looked Just Like Zelda in Lyoko only she had a staff in her hand. The staff was made of pure Silver and at the top was a Gold star. "Xana What are you up to!?" I shouted. He just sat there with his evil look on his face. Also he raised his medallion and we were all in Lyoko but Xana wasn't, he was in complete control even when he was not in the supercomputer.

Chapter 4 The Fight In Lyoko Part 1  (In Lyoko)(Yumi's Pov)  "Jerimie, you look ridiculous!" Amy said laughing. "Hey! Cut that out" Jerimie demanded. "Ok ok don't get so mad gosh" Amy said. I looked at Jerimie and tried not to laugh, his Lyoko form was a mixture if what Ulrich looked like back when we thought Lyoko was called Xanadu and bionic metal stuff. "Look out here comes the unwelcoming committee" Ulrich said and right he was, 5 of each monster (except the Sciphizoa of course) was headed toward them. "What are those black and white monsters?" Amy asked. "They are called Tarantulas" I responded. "Charge!" Odd yelled and everyone except Jerimie and Aelita head towards the monsters to battle. "Uh I think I'll stay here and guard Aelita" said Jerimie. "Ok Romeo" I said laughing Jerimie blushed and Aelita did to. "Amy look out, behind you!" I yelled to Amy. The Sciphizoa was behind Amy and it picked her up and started to take her memory. "Ya" I yelled as I threw one of my fans at the Sciphizoa's tentacles and let Amy go. "Amy are you ok?" I asked Amy as I helped her up. "Yeah I’m fine" Amy responded, "OUCH". Amy got hit by a Blok's laser in the arm. "I thought we had life points" Amy said in pain. "I guess Xana has other plans for you" I said as I helped her up again. "By the way what was that squidy thing doing?" Amy asked me. "First off, that squidy thing is called the Sciphizoa and secondly it was sucking out you memory" I responded. "Why do you think it was after me?" Amy asked. "I don't know but is seems Xana wants to get rid of you for some reason" I responded, "now let's go kick some monster butt". "Right behind you Yumi" Amy said. "No need to ladies we got them all" Odd said triumphantly. "Oh man i wanted to beat up that new monster" Amy said complaining. "Hey where is Jerimie and Aelita?" Ulrich asked. "Over here" Aelita yelled from the north point of the sector. "We check every tower in the sector and none of them are active so we think the activated tower is in Sector 5" Jerimie said. "Well let's go Sector 5 is my favorite sector in Lyoko!" Amy said. "Ok" everyone said in agreement. "S-C-I-P-I-O SCIPIO" everyone said and the teleporter appeared and soon they were in Sector 5. "I hate that teleporter" Odd said with a queasy felling. "Grr I hope they don't find it" Xana said to himself, "well I guess I'll have to take care of them myself". He started up the transfer program and he when into a scanner and he was in Lyoko (Sector 5 to be exact). 

Chapter 5 The Fight In Lyoko Part 2  (Sector 5 in Lyoko)(Xana's POV)  I appeared in Sector 5 still in the form of the boy I was on Earth but I had a black clock on with my symbol on it and my eyes glowed bright red. Behind me was an army of monsters ready to take out those brats. I led them into the room with the tower and my enemies were all there. Ulrich turned around and was shocked about my monster army. "Oh crap" Ulrich said. What's wrong Ulrich?" the gang asked and they saw all the monsters and me. "Is that who I think it is?" Odd asked. "I'm afraid it is Xana, Odd" Amy said to Odd as the monsters started to charge toward everyone (except Xana of course). "I'm going to try to deactivate the tower, I remember the code but I think it only works for me. Amy said to Aelita. "Go for it and be careful" Aelita responded. Amy ran as fast as she could to the tower but I stopped her from reaching it and the Sciphizoa was right next to me. "Face it Amy your time is up" I said to her in a taunting manner. "Not if I can help it" Amy said as she ran towards me with the staff pointing in my direction. Quickly I grabbed the staff and threw her off to the side with a clunk. I walked up toward her and said "It's over for you and you know it". "Sciphizoa, drain her memory until not a speck of memory is left" I said to the Sciphizoa and it obeyed. It picked Amy up and started to suck out her memory again. Yumi looked back a moment later and saw what was happening to Amy. "XANA YOU CRAZY SON OF A *****!" Yumi said furiously as she threw her fan towards me. It hit me taking 20 points of damage leaving me left with 80 life points. I transformed into her and threw a fan at her and she devirtualized. I transformed back into my original virtual form and watched Amy's memory get taken away. Suddenly Ulrich's sword cut thought the Sciphizoa's tentacles and let Amy go and she laid on the ground looking weak. "I-I feel so weak" Amy said in a faint voice. Ulrich ran up to her and asked "Amy, are you ok?". "Ulrich, tell Aelita the code is CODE: AMY" Amy said before she fainted. "XANA WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER!" Ulrich said yelling. "Oh just a little virus than makes it when the Sciphzoa drains her memory it also drains her energy!" I said laughing. "YOUR GOING TO PAY FOR THAT" Ulrich said as the others came to see what was going on. "Aelita, Amy says the code is CODE: AMY" Ulrich whispered to Aelita. "Thanks Ulrich I'll go deactivate the tower" Aelita whispered back before she ran toward the tower. Jerimie, Odd, and Ulrich got out there weapons prepared to fight. The monsters came in. "Stop, this is my battle so stand down!" Xana told his monsters. Aelita entered the tower and reached the middle of it as I started to battle Odd, Ulrich, and Jerimie. When Aelita reached the top Jerimie was devirtualized. Aelita put her hand on the screen and it said AELITA. Then Odd and Ulrich were devirtualized when I realized they were distracting me. The screen in the tower then said CODE and Aelita typed AMY. "NOO" I screamed as the tower deactivated and I disappeared into the supercomputer. "So that's what the code does, deactivate the tower and put Xana back in the supercomputer" Aelita said. as she exited the tower and ran towards Amy who is still fainted. "Amy, Amy can you hear me?" Aelita asked as tears started to come out of here eyes, "Amy?". She cried on her shoulder in sadness and Amy put her hand on Aelita's back. "I can hear you fine Aelita" Amy said. Aelita was now crying for joy because she knew that Amy was ok. "Oh Jerimie you should lunch a return to the past right now" Amy suggested. "Way ahead of you, Return To the Past Now" Jerimie said as a bubble appeared and surrounded Earth.  (Physics Classroom)(normal POV)  "All right class settle down" Miss Hertz said to the class, "we have a new student named Amy Karren and she is from America, Amy please come in". Amy walked in the room and stood in front of the class And smiled at Aelita, Jerimie, Odd, and Ulrich. "I hope you like it here in France Amy" Miss Hertz said to Amy. "Oh something tells me that I will" Amy said still smiling and thinking about the adventure she just had.  (End of Chapter)  (End of Story)

Part 2 Code Hopper

Chapter 1 Amy's Amnesia  (night of the first day of school)(Amy and Aelita's room)(normal POV)  "Man what a long day" Amy said as she collapsed on her pillow. "Yeah it was long" Aelita said. Amy took out her IPod shuffle and started to listen to "Breaking Free". "What song are you listening to?" Aelita asked. "Breaking Free, from a movie" Amy responded. Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door. "ARE YOU ASLEEP YET IF NOT GO TO BED NOW!" Jim yelled. So they did and they both had nightmares and woke up a few times in the middle of the night.  (morning)Cafeteria)(Amy's POV)  "I'm not so hungry right now" I said morning. "Did you have nightmares to Amy?" Aelita asked. "Yeah some of them were just plain weird and they were in the past" I responded. "Hey since your not hungry, can I have your food?" Odd asked. "Here I don't want it" I said handing Odd my breakfast. Odd smiled in a funny way and started eating. Soon the bell rang for the other students to arrive and we met up with Yumi. "so what are we going to do about Xana?" Yumi asked. "Let's shut him down during lunch and say we were eating outside to the teachers" Jerimie responded. "Sounds good" Yumi said then looked over at Aelita and I. "What's wrong with you two?" Yumi asked Aelita and I. "Nightmares" we said together. "Oh sounds like bad ones to me" Yumi said. "Yup" I said. then the bell rang for first period. "You'll feel better once we shut down Xana" Jerimie said to me as we walked to class. "I guess" I said back. (The Factory, Supercomputer Floor)(Lunch time)(Ulrich's POV)  "Come on let's do this together!" I said to the gang. "Yeah, time to shut Xana down once and for all!" Amy said. we all put one hand on the switch. "On three, one two three!" Jerimie said and we pulled down the switch and Amy suddenly fainted. "Turn it on turn it on!" Aelita said when she saw Amy faint. So we did and Amy woke up. "W-Where am I?" Amy asked in confusion. "Very funny Amy" I said sarcastically. "No seriously where am I and who are you guys?" Amy asked. "and who am I?". "Uh oh I think Amy has amnesia" Jerimie said. "What is amnesia and is Amy my name?" Amy asked still in confusion. "Yes Amy is your name and amnesia is when you forget everything" Yumi answered. "We better take her to the Infirmary" I said. So we did take her there.  (Infirmary)(same POV)  "So what happened" asked the nurse. "Uh she got hit by a baseball on the head hard by some toddlers" I lied. "Well if that is the case, it should only be a few hours for the amnesia to wear off" the nurse said. "Ok thanks we'll go to class now" Odd said. "Now you need some rest Amy" the nurse said to her. "Ok I guess I will” Amy said. Soon it was the end of the day and we when to check up on Amy. "Hey Amy you ok?" Aelita asked as they walked in the door. "Aelita?" Amy said as she woke up. "Why am I in the infirmary" Amy asked. "Xana took two fragments from you when you were in Lyoko, and when we shut off Xana you fainted and then when we turned it back on you got amnesia" Jerimie explained. "Oh I see and I’m guessing one of the fragments was a memory fragment" Amy said. "Must have been" Yumi said.

 Chapter 2 A Message From Franz  (Hallway)(Aelita's POV)  As we told Amy what happened to her, I was thinking why Xana let himself get into the supercomputer so easily. "Aelita are you there?" Amy asked. "Huh, were you talking to me?" I asked. "Yes I was" Amy responded. Suddenly Jerimie's laptop vibrated. "Xana's attacking" Jerimie said with no surprise. "Let's go deactivate that tower!" Amy said walking away. "Oh no not you" Jerimie said as he grabbed Amy's arm, "we can't risk you getting caught by the Sciphizoa". Jerimie looked at his computer as the others were going down the hall. "Come on Jerimie" Odd yelled to Jerimie. "Hold on, it's not Xana, it's Franz!" Jerimie said and we stopped and ran toward Jerimie. "Your right it is my father" I said to Jerimie. "Franz can activate towers?" Amy asked. "Yes, we don't know how he does it but he can" Yumi answered. We went to Jerimie’s dorm and when we got there, Milly was typing on Jerimie’s computer. "It must be him trying to reach us again" Jerimie said. "Looks like it" Ulrich said. We left her alone and a few hours later she got off and went to her dorm. "I'll try to decode it, in the meantime, you can go back to your dorms" Jerimie said, "I'll contact you when I decode it fully". "I got to get home anyway" Yumi said and she ran off towards her home.  (The Middle of the Night)(Jerimie’s POV)  "Finally I'm done decoding" I said to myself. I took out my cell phone and told everyone to come. "It's a video clip" I said to everyone once they all arrived. "Just play it Jerimie" Amy said. So I did. Suddenly Franz Hopper appeared on screen. "Hello everyone, thank you so much for putting Xana back in the supercomputer" Franz said in the video, "Amy, if your watching this you should know what Xana is after but I'll tell you anyway". "You remember when Xana made those codes, well I hope you do because he is after them" Franz said, "You have got to protect them at all costs, and you know which one to guard the most". "Right now I'm somewhere in Sector 5, Xana is holding me prisoner in exchange for the codes!" Franz continued, "Jerimie, I can help you in finding my DNA-code but it will be dangerous and you must come to Lyoko". "Oh no Xana just figured out what I'm doing, Amy remember protect the secret codes with your life!" Franz said. The screen showed the Xana sign for two seconds then the video clip stopped and we all stared at Amy. "So that is why the Sciphizoa went after you only" I said. "I can't tell anyone the codes it will only put you in danger" Amy said. "We understand Amy" Odd said. Amy started to cry with her knees on the floor and said "I shouldn't have came back here, I knew this was going to happen". "Don't worry we won't let Xana get those codes" Aelita said as she patted Amy on the back. "Thanks guys, your the best friends I've ever had" Amy said as she wiped up her tears, "We should get to bed now". We all went to bed unknowing that Herb and Nicolas heard everything. "We got to tell Sissi about this" Herb said. After they went to sleep Xana activated a tower. He came out and sucked Amy into the computer without a sound. 

  Chapter 3 Escape From The Supercomputer Part 1  (Inside the Supercomputer)(Amy's POV)  I woke up to be in a very strange place. It was all white and the world of Lyoko was beneath. "Where am I?" I asked. "Your on my turf now" said a voice from a distance. "Xana, what did you do?!" I yelled not knowing where Xana was, "wait if Xana is here that must mean..". "That your in the supercomputer with me" Xana said as he suddenly appeared in front of me in his Lyoko form.  (At School)(Sissi's POV)  "Good work, now lets go find them" I said to Herb and Nicolas. "Hey as anyone seen Amy?" Aelita asked the gang. "Isn't she suppose to be in your room?" Jerimie asked Aelita back. "Well when I got up she wasn't" Aelita said back. "Well we haven't seen her" Odd said. Then I walked up to them ready to fine out what was going on. "Well well well if it isn't the miss I'm so popular" Odd said. "Very funny Odd, now what's this about secret codes and this Xana thing?" I asked. "Hey how did you know about.." Odd said. Then he realized Herb and Nicolas were spying on the last night. "I'm waiting, by the way where is that Amy girl?" I asked I was impatiently waiting for an answer. "We don't know" Answered Ulrich. "Excuse us for a moment" Aelita said as they huddled up. "Looks like we are going to have to tell he everything about Lyoko and Xana" Yumi whispered. "We should show her to but not have her go into Lyoko" Jerimie whispered. "Ok" Everyone said in agreement. "We will tell and show you if you promise not to tell anyone" Aelita said. "What do you mean by showing?" I asked. then they took Herb, Nicolas and I to the old abandoned factory. "What are we doing here?" Herb asked. "Get in the elevator" Odd said. So we did and the elevator went down a floor and then the doors opened up to this weird lab. "Is this where you have been going all this time?" I asked. "Yup, and Aelita came from the world we told you about on the way here" Jerimie explained. Suddenly the computer was typing by itself. "Help I'm trapped in the Supercomputer with Xana, from Amy" Jerimie said, "Oh no we got to get her out of there!". We'll head for the scanners" Odd said. "Wait Sissi, Herb, Nicolas, go with them, Yumi stay here" Jerimie said. "But you said we weren’t going to have them go to Lyoko and why are you going to Lyoko?" Ulrich said. "If we wan to set Franz Hopper free I have to go to Lyoko and we need all the help we can get" Jerimie responded. "Ok" Yumi said. Then Everyone except Yumi went to the scanners. "Is this safe?" Herb, Nicolas and I asked at the same time. "Yup it is" Odd responded as the doors closed. "Transfer... Scanner... Virtualization!" Yumi shouted and we appeared in a weird Desert place. We looked different, Herb was a Ninja, Nicolas was an Archer and I was a Mage. “So is this all of Lyoko?" I asked. "Nope there are 4 more sectors and one of them is part of Xana himself" Jerimie said. "Let's go there now, maybe we'll find Amy there" Odd said. So we headed north but we were stopped by weird spider looking monsters. "Monsters! Ah!" I screamed. "You have powers try to use them" Odd yelled to me and my gang.

 Chapter 4 Escape From The Supercomputer Part 2  (In Lyoko, Desert region)(Normal POV)  "How do I use my powers?" Sissi asked. "Just think" Odd said. "Ok I'll try Sissi said. She thought hard and lasers came out of her eyes. "Cool" Sissi said. "Laser Arrow!" Odd shouted as he fired one of his arrows and destroyed a monster. "Check this out, Elemental arrow, Fire!" Nicolas shouted and all the rest of the monsters where destroyed. "Lets get to the end of the sector quick f we want to get Amy back" Jerimie said as they ran to the end of the sector. "Now what?" Sissi asked. "S-C-I-P-I-O SCIPIO" said Odd, Ulrich, Aelita and Jerimie and the transporter appeared and soon they were in Sector 5. "Oh man I always hate going in there" Odd said. "If you throw you better not do it on me!" Sissi said. "AHHHH" Yelled a voice in the distance. "That sounded like Amy!" Ulrich said. They ran toward the screaming and soon they reached a room were they saw Amy running from a weird shadow thing. "What is that?" Herb, Nicolas and Sissi said together. "GUYS IT'S XANA, HELP!" Amy yelled as she ran up to all of them. "Uh what is Sissi, Nicolas and Herb doing in Lyoko?" Amy asked as she made a shield using her staff. "We need all the help we can get" Ulrich said. "Those codes will be mine!" Xana shouted as he shapeshifted from the shadow thing to his true Lyoko form. "I'll never let you get them Xana, so just go to ****!" Amy shouted back. "Ouch that has to hurt" Sissi said. "Aelita, Jerimie, go get Franz's Materialization and DNA-codes and Sissi go with them" Amy whispered. "Ok" Aelita, Jerimie, and Sissi whispered back and they ran off and some monsters followed them. "Why don't you just give up those codes now so you don't have to die for me to get them" Xana suggested. "NEVER IN YOUR LIFE XANA!" Amy shouted back. "There goes that temper of yours again, you do remember what happened when you lost your temper, right?" Xana asked  (Flashback)(Same POV)  "Franz I made it to Lyoko it more than we imagined!" Amy said to Franz whom was outside of Lyoko. "Bring up a visual so I can see" Franz said. "Ok here you go" Amy said. "My gosh, Amy your right it's the perfect place to live" Franz said. Suddenly a Blok hit Amy in the arm with it's laser. "OUCH, hey your not suppose to do that to me!" Amy Shouted as she stared to get mad. "Xanadu must have a bug in it" Franz said (Xana was originally called Xanadu). "Take this!" Amy shouted and she got even more mad. "I don't want you calling me Xanadu anymore, now just call me Xana" Xana said. "What do you want! Xana!?" Amy said as she almost lost her temper. "Oh nothing except for you to go away forever!" Xana said as he appeared hovering over the digital sea" "Xana!" Amy said as she ran towards him ready to fight and she lost her temper. Xana quickly moved out of the way and Amy was falling towards the Digital Sea. "Amy! no!" Franz said as he quickly devirtualized her. "I-I don't know what came over me, I'm sorry Franz" Amy apologized.  (End Of Flashback)  "Yeah well this time you don't have a Digital Sea for me to fall into!" Amy said as she ran toward Xana. He quickly moved just like last time and Amy ran right into a wall.

 Chapter 5 Escape From The Supercomputer Part 3  (Lyoko, Sector 5)(Xana's POV)  I laughed as Amy foolishly ran into the wall behind me. "Hey you did that on purpose!" Amy said as she was getting mad. "Well Duh, what did you think I would do that on accident?" I said to Amy taunting her. "Xana you are starting to get on my last nerve!" Amy yelled. "I thought I already was on your last nerve" I said as I was still taunting her long enough for the Sciphizoa to grab her. It picked her up and was taking her memory along with her energy thanks to that virus I put in her.  (Lyoko, Outer part of Sector 5)(Aelita's POV)  "Aelita have you found that DNA-code or the materialization code for Franz Hopper yet?" Jerimie asked as he was battling the Manta Rays with Sissi. "I think I just found his DNA-code!" I said, "I'm sending it up to you Yumi". "Ok got it Aelita" Yumi said, "I'll put it in the place of the Super Calculator Xana can't get into". So she did just that. "I found the other code!" I said, "Here you go Yumi". "Good work Aelita now lets go help the others" Jerimie said as they ran back to the other room.  (Back in the inner part of Sector 5)(Xana's POV)  "Xana let her go!" Odd and Ulrich shouted at me at the same time. "Not until those codes are mine!" I said. "Elemental Arrow, Ice" Nicolas shouted as he fired an Arrow at me and I was frozen(Nicolas mixed air and water). I broke free of the ice and lunched some dark thunder at the one who fired the arrow at me and he devirtualized. Suddenly Jerimie, Sissi, and Aelita were back in the room. "Oh no, look, Amy's memory is getting drained!" Aelita said as she pointed to Amy and the Sciphizoa. Suddenly the Sciphizoa let go of Amy and she fell on the floor. "Finally after all these years the secret codes are mine again! I said in victory, "you can have her back now, she has no use for me anymore". Every Lyoko warrior ran toward Amy's lifeless body. Aelita got down on her knees and started to cry. "Amy, please don't go, we need you" Aelita said in tears to the lifeless virtual body. Suddenly monster in every region where going into towers and entered the secret code Code: XANA. The towers glowed red from the inside out and Lyoko turned dark. I started to devirtualize and get separated from the supercomputer and my monsters including the Sciphizoa materialized. "Goodbye Yumi" I said to Yumi as my monster fired at her and she either fainted or died I couldn't tell but there was blood on the floor. "Now for my takeover of this pathetic world" I said.  (Lyoko)(Normal POV)  Everyone in Lyoko was crying for Amy's death. Suddenly Amy was lifting off the ground with a white arura around her. "Franz is returning the memory Xana didn't take with him to Earth!" Jerimie said and everyone stopped crying.

 Chapter 6 Xana's Earth Takeover  (Lyoko, Sector 5)(Ulrich’s POV)  We watched silently as Franz was returning Amy's memory(Like how he did to Aelita in The Key). Soon Amy woke up and we all cheered for it. "Why is everyone cheering?" Amy asked in confusion. "Xana taunted you long enough for the Sciphizoa to grab you and took the secret codes and once Xana was out of Lyoko Franz returned your memory" I explained to Amy. "WHAT XANA HAS THE SECERET CODES?" Amy said in shock. "Yup he does" I said. "Oh man I can't believe this happened!" Amy said in panic. "Calm down Amy!" Aelita said. "How are we suppose to get out of here?" Amy asked. "Leave that to me" said Nicolas who was outside of Lyoko in front of the Super Calculator, "I hid from Xana and when he left I went out of hiding". "Good thinking, now get us home" Amy said. So Nicolas did and Jerimie, Sissi, Odd, Amy, Herb, Aelita and I went up to the Super Calculator room. "YUMI" I shouted as i saw Yumi on the floor with blood around her, "Yumi, I never got the chance to tell you this but I love you Yumi" I said then I cried. Yumi woke up and said "Ulrich, I love you to". "I'll get to work on getting Franz Hopper Materialized" Jerimie said, "In the mean time you all have to go fight Xana and make sure he doesn't take over the world". "Ok" Everyone except Jerimie said. So we ran off to fight Xana. As they left Jerimie started to type on the computer.  (Kadic Boarding School grounds)(Normal POV)  Xana started to cause his havoc at the school his rivals attended. "Muhahahaha yes fear me for I shall be ruler of this pathetic world!" Xana said. "Not if we have anything to say about it" Yumi and Amy said in confidences. "You two, I thought you were dead!" Xana said in surprise. "Looks like fate had other plans for us" Amy said. "Well now I can finish you two off here and now" Xana said as his hands started to glow black about to launch that dark lightning. "Uh oh, Run!" Yumi said as she turned around and ran away. Amy did the same but a little late because she got hit by the dark thunder. "I hope this plan works, because if not we'll be doomed" Yumi thought.

 Chapter 7 The Hidden Power  (Kadic School Grounds)(Yumi's POV)  I watched as Xana electrocuted Amy with his dark lightning. "Hey guys, is it ready yet?" I asked Aelita, Odd, Ulrich, Sissi, Herb, and Nicolas. "Does it look like we are done?" Sissi asked sarcastically, "get over here and help us!". "Ok ok I'll help" I said. "Come on what's taking so long?" Amy thought. "Why is she just standing there?" Xana thought, "It's like he doesn't want to run away". "Come on give me your best shot Xana!" Amy shouted. "You want my best?" Xana asked, "you got my best". Then Xana charged up for 10 seconds, just enough time to lead him out of the school grounds, and he fired and hit Amy like a direct hit. "Had enough" Xana asked. Amy could barley get up but she still wouldn't quit. "Never" Amy said. "Then it is the end for you" Xana said then she began charging. "For a long time I've been waiting a long time to say this to you" Xana said, "goodbye forever Amy". He then fired by for some reason he missed. "What?" Xana said in confusion. Amy was glowing bright pink and then she transformed into her Lyoko form with the staff and everything! "How can this be possible!?" Xana asked himself. "What the?" I asked myself as I saw Amy transform. "What is it?" Sissi asked. "Come here and check out Amy" I said. We looked at Amy and we were confused and shocked. "Time for you to go away forever Xana" Amy said. She then pit her staff in front of her and it turned into a Lyoko tower screen and it said 'Code'. Amy then typed in 'Hopper' and Xana disappeared along with all his monsters. Amy then transformed to normal and was fainted. "Amy!" Aelita shouted as she ran over to her. "Aelita, what happened?" Amy asked as she woke up. "I'll explain later for now we still have to free you from the supercomputer" Aelita said. "No need I already am" Amy said then Aelita and the rest of us were confused. "When I typed in Code: Hopper It deactivated the tower and returned my remaining memory including the secret codes" Amy explained. "Then all we need to do is get Franz Hoper free and then shut down Xana" I said. Suddenly my cell phone rang. "It's Jerimie" I said, "he says to come to the factory now". "Then let's go" Ulrich said.  (Factory)(Normal POV)  "I did it guys, Franz Hopper is ready for Materialization" Jerimie said. "No way!" Aelita and Amy said excitedly. "Way" Jerimie said. "Just do it Jerimie, I got a lot of questions for him" Sissi said. "Materialization Franz" Jerimie said as he did the procedure for Materialization. We then went down a floor to the scanners and in one of them was Franz Hopper. The creator of Lyoko was back on Earth at last. We all cheered except Sissi and her gang. Franz then woke up. "Thank you for freeing me" Franz said in gratitude, "now let's all go shut down Xana". We all went down a floor to the supercomputer room. "I'm not doing it you can all do it" Sissi and her gang said. "Fine by me" Amy said. "On three, one, two, three" Jerimie said. This time Amy did not faint nor did anyone. Xana was really gone. "Now we can live our lives without Xana" Odd said.  (Epilogue)  Franz got reinstated as a teacher at Kadic. Aelita now stays in The Hermitage with her father (After they cleaned up the place that is). it was just a week after they shut off Xana and everyone except Amy, Franz, Sissi and her gang was hanging out at the factory. Then there was an explosion at the factory. when Amy went to check it out she saw that they were all dead but Aelita was nowhere to be found. She saw a computer screen and saw the Xana symbol on it before it turned off. "How can it be possible?" Amy thought, "Xana has killed my only true best friends". Lucky for her her family had to go back to America. So Amy got on a plane hoping she can escape Xana forever...

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