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he makes me so not normal, i love him in every way possible
#HES SO HOT AND SOX DISBXJBDJSBW#DOES ANYONE GET ME#i have such insane kakashi brainrot y’all#i need to consume every piece of media that has him in it rn#that’s my literal boyfriend soulmate baby#idk !#I’m going insane#hatake kakashi#naruto#jess talks
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𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈'𝐒 𝐆𝐅 — ♡
one piece social media + dating
feat: sanji
》 almost everyone wanted sanji's ver
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_ynln: hard launch
tagged: blackleg.sanji
theroronoa.zoro: what is he pondering so hard about 💀💀 (liked by nicorobin)
↳ blackleg.sanji: i was staring at a polaroid of the most beautiful, fantastic, gorgeous, jaw-dropping, mind consuming, pretty, lovely, enchanting, heart-throbbing, charming, attractive, cute, captivating, bewitching, stunning, irresistible, elegant, heavenly.. see more
↳ theroronoa.zoro: oh my god forget i asked
sogekingg.usopp: wdym your relo has BEEN hard launched since like four months ago 🤨🤨
↳ _ynln: sad 💔💔 i wanted to soft launch it but that was never possible
↳ theroronoa.zoro: i was trying to sleep and all i heard was screaming
↳ lovenami: real, if i was sanji i would be shocked too if i pulled yn ☝️
↳ blackleg.sanji: @theroronoa.zoro I HAD TO ANNOUNCE TO THE WORLD THAT MY DEAR YN SAID YES 💞💘💝💗
↳ sogekingg.usopp: y’all got NO faith in sanji 😭😭
p1rateking_luffy: what's hard launch?
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_ynln: he made me dinner, i might just cuff him rn 😪🤞
tagged: blackleg.sanji
p1rateking_luffy: OOOO IM COMING TO THE KITCHEN RIGHT NOW 😄😄
↳ blackleg.sanji: don't even try, i locked the door
↳ p1rateking_luffy: LET ME IN!!1!1!!1
↳ theroronoa.zoro: LUFFY STOP BANGING ON THE DOOR I CAN HEAR YOU FROM THE GYM
↳ p1rateking_luffy: LET ME INNNN PLEASEEEEE
↳ _ynln: luffy omg wait im making you a plate 😭
↳ p1rateking_luffy: OOO THANKS YN
↳ p1rateking_luffy: btw whats a hard launch
_ynln: @blackleg.sanji you actually look so fine in this photo i might just have to delete it 😮💨😮💨🫵
↳ blackleg.sanji: ANYTHING YOU WANT MY LOVE 😍😍😍
blackleg.sanji: DO IT. I WOULD GLADLY MARRY YOU MY LOVE. IF THAT MEANS THAT I GET TO BE WITH YOU EVERY SECOND OF THE DAY I WILL GET ON MY KNEES RIGHT NOW. I WILL COOK FOR YOU FOR EVERY MEAL AND BUY YOU ANYTHING YOU WANT BEAUTIFUL GIRL 🧎🏼♂️🧎🏼♂️❣️❤️🔥💓💘💗💞💝💕
↳ _ynln: ok 😭
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priv.ynn: usopp is a real one for taking these photos ☝️☝️
tagged: blackleg.sanji
sogekingg.usopp: I AM THE CERTIFIED BEST WINGMAN 💪💪
blackleg.sanji: I WILL KEEP THESE PHOTOS IN MY WALLET AND PUT THEM NEXT TO MY PILLOW SO THAT WHEN I WAKE UP I AM REMINDED THAT I HAVE BEEN BLESSED I LOVE YOU MY YN 🥰🥰😘😚🤩
↳ theroronoa.zoro: yn blink twice if you need help
↳ lovenami: ngl yeah that was a bit concerning 😭😭 (liked by nicorobin, sogekingg.usopp)
↳ priv.ynn: EVIL AHHAHA
p1rateking_luffy: yn what's hard launch?
CAPTAIN.KIIIID: i hate happy people
ilovecottoncandychopper: i love that you guys love eachother ❣️
↳ nicorobin: agreed
↳ priv.ynn: AWW YOU GUYS <333
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lovenami: robin w us in spirit </3
tagged: _ynln
S0U1K1NGBR00K: May I see both your panties? 🤲
↳ lovenami: words cannot explain how much i DONT want that (liked by _ynln)
↳ blackleg.sanji: NO ONE DESERVES TO SEE SOMETHING SO INTIMATE OF YN'S OR NAMI'S I WILL FIGHT YOU 🤺🤺‼️
sogekingg.usopp: YOU GUYS SAID WE'D GO SEE BARBIE TOGETHER WTF ?!?
↳ _ynln: WE LITERALLY INVITED YOU BUT YOU WERE TOO BUSY MAKING FUNNY FACES WITH LUFFY 🤨🤨
↳ sogekingg.usopp: YOU SHOULDVE SLAPPED ME
↳ p1rateking_luffy: WAIT I WANTED TO SEE BARBIE TOO
↳ p1rateking_luffy: anyway what's hard launch?
↳ lovenami: luffy you can barely concentrate on a five minute video, we aren't taking you to the theatre for two hours 💀💀
↳ _ynln: yeah luf, love u but you're gonna be bouncing off walls by the 20 minute mark 😔😔
nicorobin: so pretty! (liked by _ynln, lovenami, blackleg.sanji)
↳ _ynln: MISSED U SM ROBIN 💔
↳ blackleg.sanji: I AGREE MY YN LOOKS SO GORGEOUS SHE RIVALS EVEN GODDESSES, I LOVE HER SM I WOULD FLOP OVER A PUDDLE BECAUSE DIRT DOES NOT EVEN DESERVE TO BE WITHIN HER VICINITY ❤️🔥❤️🔥💗💘‼️💝💕💞❣️💘🥰😍😘😚😮💨😍☝️🫵
↳ FRAAANKY: sanji im worried you're one more comment away from a restraining order
blackleg.sanji 2h
[blackleg.sanji] _ynln replied to your story: omg sanji stop im so in love with you 😔💞
#one piece#one piece headcanons#one piece x reader#one piece smau#one piece imagine#luffy x reader#zoro x reader#smau#sanji x reader#usopp x reader#one piece x you#one piece fluff#one piece scenario#straw hat pirates#vinsmoke sanji#black leg sanji#one piece sanji#strawhat pirates#sanji headcanons
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How much do you weigh? what a weirdly personal question
If you are outside, what are you most likely doing? sitting in the shade reading a book
Do you think you can love someone without trusting them? yes but not in a way that will ever be truly fulfilling
What’s your opinion on people who go hunting for sport? i live in a very rural area so i grew up with hunting for sport extremely normalized but once i actually developed and used my critical thinking skills i realized how morally reprehensible it is. literally just begging these people to use their brains.
Do you have a fairly fast or slow internet connection? eh its pretty fast
Have you ever been someplace tropical? florida lmao
Are you sensitive to caffeine? somewhat. i dont really consume it that much
How do you usually get around? driving myself
Have you ever been accused of being too clingy? no bc i’m generally pretty independent unless i reallyyyy like someone
What do you think about Kim Kardashian? neutral
Can you speak any French? je parle un peu français
Favorite yogurt flavor? i’m lactose intolerant so i recently tried dairy free yogurt and i hated it sooo i guess none
How much money do you have in your wallet right now? i dont have any cash in my wallet rn lol
What bottled water brand do you like? deer park or aquafina
Your favorite way to eat chocolate? brownies
How often do you listen to country music? sometimes.
Linkin Park or Avenged Sevenfold? neither
Last surgery you had? my wisdom teeth surgery
Have you ever played guitar? no but i wish i could
Is there someone in your life whose career/life choices you find immoral/unethical? Have you ever told that person your views? Do you find it difficult to support them (emotionally or otherwise) because of their choices? um i dont think so
What trait do you feel you lack that you wish you possessed? a little more confidence
Have you ever considered writing your memoirs? maybe
Do you find it difficult to stay invested in online relationships? i dont have very many online friends anymore but when i had a bunch i loved talking to them
Are you the type of person who pays close attention to the release dates of movies, music, etc., and will, for example, go see a movie or buy an album on the date it is released? If so, when is the last time you did so? only for something i really like.
Do you have any stickers on your laptop? a bunch
Would you rather have a job for which you had to go in early in the morning or one you had to stay late into the evening at? early in the morning so then i have the rest of the day to myself when i get off
Do you use any apps to track your health or medications? i have a workout app but that’s it.
Whose opinions/recommendations do you value most? my mom, sister, and my 2 best friends
If you could’ve been at any historical event, which would you have liked to witness firsthand? probably the women’s suffrage movement or the civil rights movement
Is there something that you really want to do but are afraid of doing? If so, why are you afraid of doing it?i want to tell him how i feel but i’m afraid i’ll ruin the friendship
What is something society “expects” you to do that you don’t want to do and/or don’t plan on doing? wear a tampon i’m sorry but i can’t do it
Have Jehovah's Witnesses ever come to your door? no
Are you well-known by people in your area? eh somewhat
Have you ever experienced sleep paralysis? no and i dont want to
What's your favourite type of bird? owls!!
What tv show(s) have you been watching currently? i’m watching loki, hsmtmts, planning to watch s2 of never have i ever, and i started one piece but i haven’t watched in a while
Have you ever dated a smoker? no but that might change😳
Do you share a middle name with any of your siblings? no
Have you ever been a member in a band? No.
Can you cry on command? If so, have you ever used it to your advantage? No.
Do you have separate emails for personal and business? i have my school email and personal email
Have you ever missed a flight? no
Have you ever seen a lunar eclipse? i think so.
Have you ever taken a ride in a convertible? i literally rode in my best friend’s convertible last night lmao
Why did you last need to use a band-aid? i dont remember
What fruit do you eat most often? bananas and clementines
Who was the last person you visited in the hospital? maybe my great uncle?
Has someone ever tried to start an argument with you over Facebook? What happened? no but i’ve been in a few on insta and twitter.
Have you ever had an unusual type of milk (eg. oat, rice, almond)? i don’t straight up drink milk but i love things made with almond milk.
If you could experience life as a Disney princess for a week, which princess would you pick and why? elsa i want ice powers
When you’re at home, do you spend most of your time in your room? sometimes but normally during the day i’m in the living room with my family
If you like to sleep in late, have your parents ever told you off for doing so? No.
Do you find piercings attractive? Yep.
Do you like potato chips? Loooove 'em.
What’s the most stalker-like/creepy thing you’ve ever done? If you don’t think you’ve done anything like that, what’s the most stalker-like thing someone’s done to you? i’ve looked up a few people’s houses on zillow in my day.
Do you think it’s a double standard that a woman can hit a man and expect to get away with it, but if a man hits a woman it’s assault? absolutely, you shouldn’t hit anyone
What’s your favorite old Disney movie and favorite new Disney movie? my top 3 are princess and the frog, tangled, and frozen 2. i also love the little mermaid
Name something “trendy” or popular that you dislike. idrk
“Dirty talk” in the bedroom…love it, like it, don’t care, dislike it, or hate it? it depends on what it is. it should also be mixed with some loving or praise talk imo
What is/are your favorite type(s) of ethnic food, and what’s your favorite food within that type? i LOVE italian food specifically fettuccine alfredo and i also love asian food such as general tso’s, sweet and sour chicken, lo mein, shrimp fried rice, LUMPIA 🤤
How would you describe your relationship with your hair over the years? i’ve always liked my hair color and thickness. i always go back and forth between growing it out long and cutting it short bc i can never choose which i like more also it has lots of red undertones so i’m thinking about dyeing it a deep red
How do you feel about your SO daily/regularly checking up on a couple of his exes on social media? hypothetically it would be a red flag to me. a clear sign they haven’t moved on from the past
Do you prefer your guy to wear cologne or not? a good smelling cologne on a man will quite literally make me bust a nut.
Ladies, how important is it to you that your SO wears/would wear a wedding ring? i’d want them to unless it didnt fit or something
What was the turning point that led you to decide for or against having children? i’m very close with my family so i’ve always loved the idea of having one of my own with my future spouse
Is having your “dream” wedding really that important to have? i definitely have ideas for my wedding and i would want it to go a certain way according to our plan but in the end if things go wrong or plans change it wouldn’t matter as long as i’m marrying the loml.
Do you consider it cheating if your SO goes to a strip club and then doesn’t tell you? i wouldn’t consider it cheating if he was just watching but i would be angry that he hid it from me
How old is too old for trick-or-treating? i dont think it matters unless ur posing a danger to little children
Do you sleep with your arms over or under the covers? depends but mostly under
Do you own any t-shirts of your favorite band? i have nsync and harry styles shirts but thats it
Fries or onion rings? Fries.
True/False: you’ve had an odd dream this week. all the time but most of the time i forget them right after i wake up
Do you find tattoo sleeves attractive? depends
Do you like carving pumpkins? Yeah.
What’s an animal you want to have as a pet but can’t? i think raccoons are adorable but its kindaaaa hard to domesticate them
Have your parents ever caught you drinking? no bc my parents let me drink in the house and i’ve told them abt every time i’ve drank at college
How would you react if your celebrity crush came to your door? i would absolutely piss and shit on myself.
Has your mom/dad ever walked in on you kissing or anything more with someone? no
The person you have a crush on is drunk and goes to kiss you, you know they don’t realize what they’re doing, but do you kiss anyways? i would stop it even if i want to bc i don’t want them to regret anything and i wouldn’t want them to kiss me if they don’t like me bc it would hurt too much.
What would you prefer to get from a guy/girl: flowers, a hand written poem, a picture he drew of you or a nice night out? i would love them all but something abt a guy taking the time to write a poem for me makes me melt
Do you any shirts with any kind of images of food on them? no.
Which holiday is the most fun to decorate for? halloween
What was the first website you had an email account on? gmail
Have you ever written a fanfic? YES AHSHDH.
Tattoos or piercings? tats for sure.
What’s the last gross movie/show/video you saw? the scene where alexei breaks the inmate’s wrist in black widow is SO GROSS i cringe every time
Would you rather live in a huuuge house or a little cozy one? definitely a little cozy one
Do you have a tutor for anything? No.
Who’s the best kisser you know? i’ve only kissed one person.
Has anyone ever threatened you with a knife? No. I'd like it to stay that way.
(If you’re a girl) Has anyone ever called you "shortie" instead of girl? no and i hope they dont
Do you have a deep voice? not really
Do you play games with boys/girls, like 'hard to get’? no thats dumb
Is there a Sonic where you live? yes i’m a whore for sonic
What do you like on your pizza? pepperoni or sausage
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tagged by @kabeswaters !!!! love u big time
1. on a scale of 1-10, how excited are you about life right now? .... 3
2. describe yourself in a hashtag? #onedirectionstan
3. if you could do a love scene with anyone, who would it be? gross Harry Styles
4. if your life was a musical, what would the marquee say? get ready for disappointment but the good thing is one direction would be to my musical as abba is to mamma mia
5. what’s one thing people don’t know about you? i have strong ambitions but they are outweighed by executive dysfunction so lots of adults like teachers just think I'm lazy 🤪🥴
6. what’s your wake up ritual? currently it's get up at 2pm, look at discord, snapchat, and instagram, then eat some gosh darn food
7. what’s your go to bed ritual? this is so unhealthy I know grab a snack and a soda and scroll mindlessly on social media until I get tired, get up and brush my teeth, go back to my bed and put on my sleep playlist (called sleeby) and set a time so it stops playing after I fall asleep
8. what’s your favorite time of day? despite the fact that I get up in the afternoon, it's actually like 10am that's a goooood time
9. your go to for having a good laugh? I look up Niall Horan laugh complications it genuinely works every time
10. dream country to visit? Germany or Italy
11. what’s the biggest surprise you’ve ever had? my 19th birthday my roommates had a surprise party for me and I was so shocked and almost cried bc it was so sweet and bc made me anxious
12. heels or flats/sneakers? I thought that said heelys :(( but sneakers
13. vintage or new? vintaaaage
14. who do you want to write your obituary? uh idk hopefully none of my current family bc I don't want to die before them cause that'll mean I die young??? this question is making me overthink so I'm just gonna say Ewan Gregor and move on
15. style icon? this chick named mathilda on Instagram you might have seen her on insta or Pinterest she's a redhead but her style is brilliant
16. what are three things you cannot live without? music, dr. pepper, eggos
17. what’s one ingredient you put in everything? I sound so white but SALT I salt the heck outta everything
18. what 3 people living or dead would you want to make dinner for? Steve Irwin, Harry Styles, Freddie Mercury
19. what’s your biggest fear in life? dying while I'm taking a shower and having my family find my naked, wet, dead body falling out of love. which makes me not want to fall IN love bc then the chance of falling OUT of love becomes a possibility
20. window or aisle seat? window window window window window
21. what’s your current tv obsession? not really obsessed with anything rn but I rewatch new girl every chance I get
22. favorite app? instagram
23. secret talent? I can wiggle my ears
24. most adventurous thing you’ve ever done in your life? i flew to New Orleans during a break with two of my friends bc they found $60 round trip tickets. We bought the tickets the day before. We literally got to NOLA at 7am and left 8pm the next day. only spontaneous/adventurous thing i have ever done
25. how would you define yourself in three words? funny, understanding, quiet
26. favorite piece of clothing you own? my overalls :'))
27. a must have clothing item that everyone should have? a jean jacket !! looks good on anyone and with anything and they're so cute
28. a superpower you would want? to make people see themselves as their loved ones see them
29. what’s inspiring you in life right now? music I'm fixated on one direction and harry styles and louis tomlinson rn of you cant tell by a lot of my answers
30. best piece of advice you’ve received? don't apologize because you like something. don't be embarrassed that you have preferences
31. best advice you’d give your teenage self? be unapologetically you. life is too short to feel guilty for having opinions.
32. a book everyone should read? me and earl and the dying girl
33. what would you like to be remembered for? being kind to all
34. how do you define beauty? kindness, humor, a sweet soul makes a beautiful person
35. what do you love most about your body? I think I'm proportional? like... my size and shape... I hate how that sounds but my overall body ,,,,,,,
36. best way to take a rest/decompress? crack open and nice cold soda and put on headphones and lay on the ground (it makes me back feel better)
37. favorite place to view art? art galleries the environment and ambiance is immaculate
38. if your life was a song, what would the title be? Everything is Outta Reach cause I fail a lot but also I'm sHORT
39. if you could master one instrument, what would it be? pianoooo
40. if you had a tattoo, where would it be? I want my forearms to be filled with random little doodle tattoos I get over time (picture louis tomlinsons right arm, like the "oops!" and skateboard, and dumb things like that)
41 dolphins or koalas? KOALAS
42. what’s an animal that represents you? .....koala. also chameleon...
43. best gift you’ve ever received? so I need to be hugging a pillow or stuffed animals to sleep and I lost some stuffed animals that I loved and were huge and my go to for hugging at night and that Christmas my brother got me a huge elephant and a body pillow to replace them and I actually cried
44. best gift you’ve given? im really bad at giving gifts but my brother searches everywhere for this book in specific print and language and after years I found one and got it for him for Christmas. he's not good at showing appreciation and excitement but I could tell that he was stoked
45. what’s your favorite board game? BETRAYL AT THE HOUSE ON THE HILL it's so complicated and so good and I love it so much
46. what’s your favorite color? yellow and red
47. least favorite color? o r a n g e I just realized it's between red and yellow make it make sense
48. diamond or pearls? diamonds
49. drugstore makeup or designer? drugstore! I don't wear makeup often enough to spend money on designer but occasionally I get some good stuff from ulta then immediately regret it and go back to my Walgreens makeup HAHA
50. pilates or yoga? yoga
51. coffee or tea? I don't drink either but I like the aesthetic of tea more
52. what’s the weirdest word in the english language? pneumonoultrascopicsiliconvolcanoconoiosos because it's the longest word in the English dictionary and it's has a very specific definition and it's so extra when I was 7 i had a friend who could spell it forwards and backwards
53. dark chocolate or milk chocolate? milk!! I only like dark chocolate if it's reisens
54. stairs or elevators? stairs I'm afraid of elevators
55. summer or winter? summer
56. you are stuck on an island, you can pick one food to eat forever without getting tired of it, what would you eat? mac and cheese
57. a dessert you don’t like? uhhhh... umm... uh... anything with tree nuts cause I'm allergic??? I love dessert
58. a skill you’re working on mastering? I'm learning guitar !!
59. best thing to happen to you today? I woke up before 2pm
60. worst thing to happen to you today? my family all decided to a be in a bad mood today so that's super exciting to deal with :))))))
61. best compliment you’ve ever received? that I'm a really good listener
62. favorite smell? candles right after they're blown out and the air outside when it's cold. it has a smell. it DOES.
63. hugs or kisses? hugs
64. if you made a documentary, would it be about? the one direction boys' solo careers and eventual reunion when it happens
65. last piece of content you consumed that made you cry? if that includes music, louis tomlinsons album walls. but if not, ehm the martian that movie makes me cry don't come for me
66. lipstick or lipgloss? lipstick
67. sweet or savory? savory
68. girl crush? lily james
69. how do you know you’re in love? I've been trying to figure that out... I think it's when everything reminds you of them and you can completely be yourself around them and feel a sense of home and belonging.
70. a song you can listen to on repeat? greyhound by calpurnia or baby driver by simon and garfunkel
71. if you could switch lives with someone for a day, who would it be? h a r r y s t y l e s I have questions I need answered and I wanna hear unreleased HS and 1D music
72. what are you most excited for/about this time in your life? going back to school so I can be with my best friend slash future boyfriend
tagging: @lupinlongbottom @outerlacy @fortisfiliae @theseuscmander @wizardwritings
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Burning Memories (One Shot)
Summary: Camila and Lauren reunite by fire at the beach as they reflect on their past relationship while active in Fifth Harmony and struggle to wrap their heads around what’s in store for them as they navigate adulthood and contemplate the future.
Burning Memories
Camila Cabello was no more than ten yards from her car and already breaking a sweat from the weight of the logs and kindling she was carrying. She silently cursed the spontaneity of her plans and the resulting poor execution. The notebooks tightly squeezed into the backpack on her shoulders may as well have been bricks when combined with the other supplies that she brought along to the beach. However, it was inching near sunset, so being aware of how dark it would get afterward inspired a slight hustle in her to find the perfect spot for setting up.
There were a few other people within eyesight scattered along the beach but nobody close enough to get a good look at pop music’s stream queen. Ideally wherever she landed would stay secluded and afford her the privacy desired to conquer the evening’s mission without fear of recognition. At just about the point when she felt like her arms might fall off or her legs might give out from under her, Camila found a space that met her criteria and she gently dropped her supplies down to the sand in relief.
In hindsight she realized it may have been more effective to kidnap a girl scout as numerous unsuccessful attempts at starting a fire had come and gone. She opted to take a break and enjoy viewing the sunset when her frustration with the fire-starting reached a peak. It was difficult for Camila to remember the last time she let herself get lost in the beauty of her landscape, and in a way it helped relax her mind away from thoughts about the reason she came out there in the first place.
As the last visible piece of the sun dwindled away from view, Camila returned her attention toward the unlit logs and the unzipped backpack lazily tossed a few feet away. It was barely visible at that point, so she broke the “no cell phone” policy she intended to enforce in order to use her flashlight app. Unfortunately, breaking this rule meant she saw she had received a text from her second least favorite person in that moment, and her level of restraint to prevent her from reading it was minimal to none once she knew it was there.
“Thx, Camz! After the date’s set I can send you an invite. Is your parents’ address ok? It’d be good to c u. Matthew is welcome as your +1, ofc. :)”
Camila took a deep breath as she flipped her phone over so the screen was facing away from her again, against her leg. Lauren wasn’t her friend anymore, far from it, but enough time had lapsed that they could be civil enough to acknowledge each other when congratulations were in order. Ty had apparently proposed to Lauren a while ago, but the media somehow didn’t catch on before the couple chose to announce it themselves on Instagram a few hours before Camila’s escape to the beach.
It had been barely tens minutes after Camila read the announcement and found the courage to text Lauren her well wishes about the news that her boyfriend, Matthew, requested to FaceTime from overseas. He told her he wanted to take a break because of their disagreement over when to have children. He explained how he needed time to think about whether he could wait as much time as Camila needed to ride the wave of her current career success. Although she recognized that the pressure to start a family was a risk that could come from dating a significantly older man, it didn’t occur to her the topic would be pressed as soon as it was. This “break” seemed more like an ultimatum, so she decided on a whim that if her relationship was going to burn to ashes, then so too would the evidence of all the emotions past loves have made her feel.
Camila flipped her phone back over with every intention of going straight to the flashlight, but she felt a tug in her gut that told her to send a response to Lauren’s text first.
“The address here (Miami) is fine. But if I don’t have a +1 anymore, am I still invited?”
She felt stupid the moment she hit send, as her response was practically begging for questions, yet a part of her truly was curious if being in a relationship made her presence in Lauren’s life less awkward now. Rather than waste time obsessing over receiving a response, Camila tapped on the YouTube app and resorted to searching “how to build a lasting fire.” She had begun taking mental notes from the video she selected when a “ding” indicating a new text message interrupted.
“Here? Are you in Miami RN 2?”
‘Too? Oh no..’ Camila thought to herself as she reread the text to be sure. Lauren spent so much downtime in LA last she checked (not that she was keeping tabs or anything). It didn’t even occur to her they could both be in Miami at the same time.
“Yeah 4 1 wk. U?”
Camila barely had a chance to re-open the video before receiving another text alert.
“I fly back to LA tmrw. Want to grab a drink 2night?”
Camila felt her heart rate increase at the suggestion. Last time they intentionally spent time together she hadn’t been old enough to go out for a drink in the states, not that her celebrity status couldn’t have gotten her around that. What would Lauren think of her now? Sure, she had proven herself in the industry despite the controversy surrounding her exit from a group that had since gone on hiatus, but what would Lauren say to the scene that was laid out before her on the beach? What would she make of Camila aimlessly sitting in the sand beside notebooks filled with her most private thoughts, lyrics, and ideas, one of which was exclusively filled with content related to once loving the woman in question?
“I’m @ the beach.”
It wasn’t a direct invitation for Lauren to join her, but it may as well have been. It certainly wasn’t an outright rejection to meeting up either.
“What part? Is any1 else w/ u? I can meet u there.”
Camila sent a text back with more specific details about her location based on where she had parked, after which Lauren had announced that she would “see her soon & bring some treats.” Camila didn’t waste anymore time preparing the fire, as anxiety about the situation to come gradually crept up on her. The last thing she wanted to admit upon their reunion was how pathetic she was at something as simple as building a campfire, so she was determined to have it going strong before Lauren’s arrival.
It slipped Camila’s mind to conceal the contents of the backpack before it was too late. A noticeable figure was approaching her location quickly, and whether it was Lauren or a stranger out for blood, she wasn’t certain she wouldn’t die either way. To the relief of millions of fans worldwide, it was in fact Lauren who eventually came into full view and not a random sociopath excited to claim their next victim.
“I remember when you used to be afraid of wandering alone in the dark,” Lauren reminisced aloud as she retrieved a bottle of Grey Goose from a bag she had been carrying.
“Who’s to say that isn’t still true? Some emotions overpower fear depending on the circumstances,” Camila countered before gesturing toward the liquor. “Is that standard for celebrating an engagement?”
Lauren took a seat beside Camila in the sand, being sure to keep a safe distance from the fire that was finally burning properly.
“Probably not, but it’s good enough to celebrate being two people who are catching up after going through shit. Besides, Ty and I celebrated the engagement properly right after it happened.”
Lauren took a decent-sized swig directly from the bottle before offering it to Camila. Camila didn’t hesitate to accept, although she stuck to a more manageable sip. She was a lightweight and knew better than to start off with too much, too fast.
“Congrats again, by the way. Marriage is a big step. How’d you know you were ready?”
Camila knew it was a heavy question, but the way they used to be never involved treading lightly.
Lauren took another sip from the bottle and shrugged.
“It’s so rare to find someone who supports you for you, for everything you are, and everything you stand for despite all the noise in the world trying to sell us a false image of what perfect people and perfect love should be. Ty has never tried to change me. He understands nobody ever could.”
Camila pondered Lauren’s response carefully, before settling on a nod followed by a much bigger gulp of the vodka than she intended.
“Matthew wants me to stop taking birth control,” Camila blurted before the more reserved part of her brain could censor the thought from spilling out.
Lauren’s eyes widened noticeably before she tried to play it off by digging a small hole in the sand to store the bottle in temporarily.
“Wow,” is all Lauren managed to reply, taking the time to let it sink in where they both were with their lives now compared to when they had been close.
“Today he asked for us to 'take a break’ because the last time we saw each other we argued about it, and I guess it’s giving him second thoughts about me.”
Camila reached across Lauren to retrieve the liquor bottle and take another gulp, only wincing a little as she underestimated how the amount consumed would burn on the way down.
Lauren had to bite her tongue to the point of almost drawing blood to stop herself from saying something she’d regret. It wasn’t her place to judge someone’s relationship. She hated when it happened to her, and happen it did…almost constantly.
Lauren settled on her first question carefully.
“Are you having second thoughts about him?”
“I’m having second thoughts about everyone I’ve loved and everything I’ve felt,” Camila confessed as she gestured toward the now-scattered collection of notebooks almost forgotten against the sand. “I’m always preaching about love to my fans and how much it has inspired my music and who I claim myself to be. But what if I’m a fraud? Do I have it all wrong? If love is what inspires my music, but being in love is also what’s going to force me to take a break from music, then what am I really doing here?”
A single tear escaped from Camila’s left eye and out of instinct Lauren pulled their bodies together into a hug. Camila could feel herself calming down from the embrace, so she laid her head against Lauren’s shoulder and allowed the contact to continue despite their history and how it should make her wary of sharing physical affection.
“Did you write about me?” Lauren whispered against Camila’s head, although she knew from listening to all of her music that she unmistakeably had.
Camila pulled away from Lauren and bent over to retrieve a bright blue spiral with several doodles and scratches along the cover.
“Almost every day until there was no room left to cram anything else in here,” Camila explained while holding up what they would suspect to be the most condemning item proving there had once been more than friendship between the two of them while they were still band mates.
Lauren looked across the fire, toward the ocean, as she motioned for Camila to put the notebook back down beside them.
“I don’t need to read that to know that everything described in it was real, because I lived it, too. I felt it. All of it. I broke both of our hearts, because I thought it was necessary, and that’s one of the most naive things I’ve ever believed, apart from thinking that signing that goddamned contract after The X Factor without proper representation was a solid idea.”
In the midst of painful memories, Camila still managed to crack a smile at the cheap shot Lauren took at the paperwork that guaranteed the beginning of their careers. It had been a disaster, but it launched them all into a level of spotlight they needed in order to land where they were in present day, despite the hardships.
“I don’t blame you anymore. But you know me…when I close a door, I slam it. So that meant finding a way to forgive and forget even if the wound was still fresh at the time I decided to put it behind me. Now here I am out here preparing to burn all these memories I already put energy into mentally blocking.”
“You didn’t successfully conceal everything, Camz. 'I Have Questions’ wasn’t exactly subtle. I had to block so many accounts after you released that song.”
Camila nodded in understanding as she picked the notebook back up and flipped to the approximate page where she knew some of the original IHQ lyrics could be found.
“The version that got released was tame compared to how it all started.”
Lauren accepted the notebook this time and glanced over the page presented carefully.
She slowly read through one of the rough verses:
“How could you turn your back on me
Leave me helpless when I was already weak
I imagined pictures of our future
As I would lie awake in bed
But they blurred out of focus
as you eagerly erased our past”
“Why didn’t that make the final cut?”
“It alludes to romantic feelings, and the final version was spun so I could play it off like the relationship could have been platonic.”
“Kind of how I spun our relationship to seem platonic?”
“Pretty much exactly like that.”
Lauren continued to read the rest of the page, front and back, silently while Camila got lost in thought.
“I should have asked if you had any memories you wanted to bring and burn,” Camila said, breaking the silence casually.
“You’re not really going to burn this one, are you?”
Lauren looked conflicted at the thought of letting it go, although so far she had only read lyrics to the one song.
“I was going to burn the pages from that one first, actually.”
“Why?”
“You’re engaged. Not only is that door slammed shut, but it should be locked, bolted, and probably guarded by a three-headed dog on the other side,” Camila joked, although her tone didn’t convey that she really felt the humor.
“I was thinking though. If things don’t work out with Matthew, you could safely revisit some of your lyrics about heartbreak, and nobody but you and I would ever be any the wiser that someone else inspired them.”
“It almost sounds like you’d prefer if things didn’t work out with Matthew,” Camila accused with a raised eyebrow.
“That’s not true. The only relationship of yours I’ve ever tried to control was ours, and seeing how poorly I handled that one, I’d never try to interfere with others.”
“To be honest with you, one of the notebooks I brought here does have stuff inspired by him, and I was planning to burn it tonight, too.”
“Well then, the only proper way to handle a break up is with a ton of dessert!” Lauren remarked enthusiastically as she pulled s'mores ingredients out of the bag the Grey Goose had been in earlier.
“If I did get pregnant I could eat as many s'mores as I wanted and nobody would even bat an eyelash,” Camila pondered as she grabbed one of the marshmallow roasting sticks.
Lauren rolled her eyes as she pulled open the box of graham crackers and tore the plastic holding one set of the crackers apart.
“That doesn’t sound like break up talk to me. But leave it to you to consider food as the primary pro of being knocked up.”
“Ugh, I hate when people refer to pregnancy that way. It makes it sound like…scandalous? Or something. We’re adults. The process of growing and birthing a new life is beautiful. We should refer to it in a way that respects women who are becoming mothers.”
“Maybe we should have drank more. You are still way too articulate right now.”
“You used to be able to handle spending time with me sober,” Camila reminded Lauren as she crushed her first marshmallow and chocolate between two graham crackers in delight.
“I also remember that I had many other, effective ways of shutting you up, all of which are off limits now,” Lauren added with a smirk as she completed her own s'more and prepared to take her first bite.
“Watch it, Jauregui. That was suspiciously close to flirting.”
Camila moaned in satisfaction as she finished the last few bites of her s'more, before reaching for another marshmallow.
“Watch it, Cabello. Sounds like that are suspiciously close to teasing.”
Camila took her marshmallow stick away from the fire to jab it toward Lauren’s neck threateningly before returning it to the best part of the fire to get the desired marshmallow texture.
“That could have burned me, you know? And I bet the mark would look pretty similar to a hickey.”
“I guess we’d have to hook up then to not waste the accusations of cheating on false evidence.”
Lauren nearly choked on the piece of chocolate she had begun nibbling on as she waited for her next marshmallow to be melted.
“Camz, you can’t say shit like that. Fuck.”
Lauren unexpectedly picked up the Grey Goose bottle and took two big gulps, clearly seeking to become more intoxicated.
“You’re right. That crossed a line. Ty would definitely take me off the wedding invitation list if he knew I never got over you. If he even knew there was something to get over.”
“He knows. We asked each other about our longest, previous relationship and what we would have done differently to make it last. I started to talk about Lucy at first, but then I realized depending on where you start our time line, we were in love much longer. Just because we hesitated to define the relationship doesn’t mean it shouldn’t have counted.”
“I’m surprised you’re not more freaked out by me still having feelings for you. I’m also curious what your answer was.”
Lauren and Camila laid out beside each other on Camila’s blanket after each having consumed three s'mores, washed down with more vodka. They both felt lighter from the effects of the alcohol, and although it was cooling down quite a bit, they welcomed the breeze as they looked up at the stars.
“Neither of us received closure the way I ended it, Camz. That’s why our feelings aren’t resolved. Just because we’ve moved on and love other people now, too, doesn’t mean that we bumped our heads and forgot what it felt like to be in love with each other.”
“Wow, and Ty knows all this?”
Lauren rolled onto her side facing Camila and kept her head propped up with her elbow.
“Yes. What I told him I would have done differently about our relationship is one of two things. Either I would have come clean about it to everyone and tried to salvage it despite the pressure from management to tone it down, or I would have at the very least attempted to find closure once I knew you were leaving the band instead of shutting you out. Ty knows I’m with you tonight and he isn’t worried about it.”
Camila rolled onto her side opposite Lauren, bringing their bodies much closer to one another.
“He should worry,” Camila admitted as her eyes looked back and forth between Lauren’s eyes and Lauren’s lips.
“Why?”
“You know why,” Camila insisted as she leaned in close enough that Lauren could feel her breath on her cheek.
“Yeah, I know,” Lauren agreed softly as she closed the gap between them and let their lips meet for the first time in more than two years. It started out tentative, but Camila pressed back a little rougher to deepen the kiss and sighed soon after when Lauren pulled back slightly to disconnect their lips and look her in the eyes.
“You and Matthew are on a break for sure, right?”
Camila gave a quick nod in confirmation.
“So there’s no reason to feel guilty for what I’m about to do, right?” Lauren pressed one more time.
Camila reached out her hand to Lauren’s face and stroked her right check with her thumb as she pulled her back in closer. Camila proceeded to address Lauren softly.
“Tonight we’re burning memories. Nothing that happens on this beach will be carried into tomorrow unless we both agree. Don’t worry about whether this begins or ends a chapter for us. Just stay in the moment with me and see where it leads.”
Lauren showed no more hesitation as she closed the gap between them once again and they made a silent pact to let their hearts lead.
AN: I wrote my stress away until 4am and this is the product of that decision. After the longest writer’s block of my life I just needed something to come out. Thank you for reading. [I have also published this on Wattpad].
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(P1) The pilgrim thing got me really disappointed!! Because they LITERALLY SAID!!! HE WAS GONNA BE FIGHTING A*T-RIGHT PEOPLE THIS SEASON!!!! I feel like this is a big let down to a lot of the people who were looking forward to frank, a character who is commonly misconstrued as an a*t-right figure himself to deny that once and for all, namely the fans who belong to minority groups (myself included) as well as the issue with the last I know they were doing it as a little easter egg by
(P2) recreating that one image from the comics but they could have put it in a better situation because a)those criminals were in fact rather young and the fact that the perfectly fit the "thug" stereotype is iffy at BEST. Because it also brings up something that was talked about in luke cage/defenders (a character I mcfrikken love) that black boys who are just trying to feed their family end up getting killed/beaten within an inch of their life meanwhile the white vigilante gets off free
(P3) (I know I'm writing a lot I apologize but m feeling heated ab thjs) because truly they looked roughly the same age as Amy. I will say I enjoyed his brotherly jokes with curtis (shout out to that man for dealing with his dumbass and not killing him for all the stress he causes him akdjsk) and the times he showed true care and softness (ie ACTUAL FRANK CHARACTERIZATION) towards amy. Im also iffy about the fact that he let a guy who peddles child porn go? S2 of dd he killed a dude doing that
Okay, first of all, don’t worry about apologizing, it’s TOTALLY fine to be heated about this. The media we consume is reflective of the thoughts and beliefs of the people creating it, and can influence the thoughts and beliefs of the people consuming it. As such, we SHOULD be heated about the content we see and create; it has impact and influence, and it matters that we call out issues when we see them, and remain intensely scrutinous of what we’re being shown. No need to be ashamed of that.
Second, I’m going to answer each point or comment made here in list format, just to try and keep things organized. Because it’d be really easy for me to spin out and start ranting, and I want to keep this cohesive and legible.
1) The letting Pilgrim live thing was just... so unimaginably stupid. They talked about him being a major antagonist and yet he played no important role in the series at all. From a functional, story-based level, the entire Pilgrim-Schultzes plot needed to be cut. It was convoluted, unnecessary, and wasteful, while also managing to be confusing and just flat out boring. Pilgrim wasn’t even an interesting character! He was just a waste of screentime! The two plots of Billy and Pilgrim were always fighting for attention, and it distracted from the linear progression of the show.
But on a more fundamental and moral level, it was also just... so, so bad to display him as an alt-r*ght neo-N*zi and just... let him live. As if he had an excuse. As if he was “equitable” to Frank because his weird little Christian fundamentalist wife died and he had two kids (off topic, but Lemuel is a horrible name). As if I was supposed to feel bad for him. As if I was supposed to sympathize with him, pity him. I don’t. And if I, a pacifist, soft-hearted, “forgiveness freely given” girl wouldn’t pity him, why on earth would a man like Frank?
It’s ridiculous. It’s shameful. Any piece of media that tries to “humanize” N*zis in a way where they are portrayed as sympathetic and “just people following orders” is disgusting. A N*zi chooses hate. A N*zi chooses bigotry. There is no mistake there, no human folly. That is choice and it is unforgivable. Pilgrim deserved to die, and that’s all I have to say about it.
2) I recognized that as a scene from the comics, an icon of Punisher-ing, but... You’re really, really right, and that’s something that worries me about Punisher and its fanbase. I’ve been stepping away from Punisher because I think it’s starting to cross the line into that territory; white vigilantism is, in many ways, a dangerous game to play, and when we start to romanticize white men with guns taking the law into their own hands and mowing down “thugs” (who, you are right to say, are usually just poor POC who are trying to make ends meet), we start walking a razor thin line.
Frank Castle in DD S2 was... different. This new Frank, this Punisher Frank? I don’t like him. And I don’t like what he stands for. Not anymore.
And I think the issue is that people like the idea of this big, bad white man with the guns calling all the shots, literal and metaphorical. And that scares me. Frank Castle is supposed to protect these infringed people, supposed to protect the downtrodden and oppressed. When he becomes a symbol and tool of that oppression, things get ugly, and things go wrong.
We can’t just excuse the inherent issues in something like Punisher just because we like Jon. I know I can’t. I have to ask these questions because they matter, and because it matters to me and to hundreds of thousands of other people who have to live with the fact that there is a chance that they could be shot down like that for no reason other than because someone decides their life doesn’t matter as much as, let’s say, a white one.
I know it sucks to bring politics into something we enjoy, but it also sucks that people have to deal with the real-life consequences of these issues. And it sucks that people see this show and idealize it, romanticize it, idolize the violence and the wickedness and the idea that they should be able to hold the scales of justice on their own and decide who matters based on their own personal whims.
The race discussion is very real with Punisher, and it’s a discussion we need to be having. We need to look at this critically and we need to see that, yes, there’s some very, very bad problems and some glaring issues. And we need to be honest about that, preferences all set aside.
3) Curtis Hoyle is a f*cking saint and deserves a break. He deserves it. (Also, what is going on with the show that they? Seemed to forget he has a prosthetic? He was leaping around and doing all manner of stunts as if he had both legs. Like... guys.)
4) Dad Frank was the only good thing about this season. Fight me.
5) The child p*rn thing upset me, too. I guess we’re supposed to infer that Frank is “growing” and not just killing whomever he pleases, and supposed to infer that he listens to Amy and wants to please her and not upset her, but... then he, like, murders anyone anytime anywhere after that. It seemed like they only showed the “growth” away from the urge to kill when it suited them, and it seems it only suited with regards to some of the lowest, most disgusting people ever.
Like, Frank takes the shot and kills Billy without even letting Billy say his final, dying words (which seemed to be an apology in the making?), but holds back from killing Pilgrim just because Pilgrim said “wait” and “I have sons”? Bullshit. Pilgrim and that child p*rn man should have died. End of discussion.
In the end, I guess I’d sum it up this way: Punisher season two lacks conviction. It wants to present the argument that things with Frank are complicated, but complicated just ends up coming across as nonsensical. Nothing about the show makes sense, there is no clear character development, every action is seemingly at random, and the plot is jumbled. The show can’t stick to anything without changing its mind, retconning itself into nothingness.
But worse yet are the implications of this jumbled mess; humanizing N*zis and white s*premacists, advocating the brutal violence of a white man with a gun as his own lawless lawmaker, and just a sort of devil-may-care attitude about what it means to be someone with power and exerting that over people who don’t stand a chance.
I have a lot of complaints, but I think, mostly, I’m just disappointed and sad. Frank deserves better than this. We deserve better than this.
We deserve heroes who will fight for what’s right. This Frank seemed to hardly know what on earth it was he was fighting for. And that makes me really, really frustrated.
(D/o/n’t r/e/b/lo/g, I don’t wanna get into any discourse, thnx)
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part 78
I edited pieces of this kinda late so I’m not sure how it lines up but at least it’s done I guess?? Eeeehhh... Can’t really say I care rn
Their wagging glossias were delayed as Blackout left the room for a short time in search of the other medic. Although Infiltrator assured him he had everything under control, he still felt uneasy about leaving the pair behind. Still, he could tell by the glances that the two were sharing that there was something to be said that his audios likely didn’t need to hear.
It didn’t take too terribly long to find Knock Out, but it did take forever for the slagging fool to willingly follow him to the med-bay. It was like convincing a sparkling to do something you wanted when they were focused on something shiny and far more interesting. As a mech not used to work but pampering, he took his time on their stroll. Stopping to talk, stopping to check things, stopping just to reveal in his reflection in anything mildly shiny on the way.
Blackout had been half tempted to haul him up, throw him over his shoulder, and just carry the tiny little mech to the med-bay. But he resisted, purely because he knew doing so would only attract unwanted attention as he’d squeal and squawk.
After they had finally emerged from the maze of halls and useless waste of time pausing every few nanokliks, they stepped into what felt like a new room. The air seemed much thicker than when Blackout had left. Infiltrator resided on the berth at Nighthawk’s side, and raised his helm up as they came in from his tutor’s chassis. He slunk off much as one would imagine a cat to do so, stepping between them and Nighthawk’s berth. With the scrapping of his claws as he landed, Nighthawk’s optics that had been online but murky and dull of light, seemed to grow brighter as he turned to look at him.
Something about his faceplate made Blackout feel like they’d walked in on something private despite the closed off deadpan on the seeker’s face. Still, neither turned them away and the idiot flashy mech didn’t seem to notice. His thoughts were all in his ego, and he flaunted himself like a model as he sauntered in with a glorious display of deep reds and golds to affirm that he had returned.
Knock Out brought news that Lord Megatron had definitely heard about Infiltrator being rescued from Starscream’s room. The flashy sports car declared that the warlord was not terribly surprised, and then continued gossiping how from the way their leader had expressed himself he didn’t seem like he was going to come after Blackout anytime soon.
But one could never expect much when it came to the crazed Decepticon Leader. One day, there was a very real possibility he would bring down the ceiling upon any of them. It no longer mattered how faithful and trustworthy you seemed, your lengthy reputation and history was all null and void. There would be a time when Blackout had a sinking feeling a knife was going to be put to his throat again, but he wouldn’t see it coming.
Nighthawk appeared just as skeptical. He took off his HUD viewers and laid back as Infiltrator insisted and listening. There was a scowl throughout much of Knock Out’s statement on the seeker’s faceplate up until some words would slip in from the great Megatron himself. In those moments, the anger grew, but so did his concern. It would bring a slightly haunted look to his gaze as he met Blackout’s stare.
They were stuck on the Nemesis itself; the ship with the most powerful Decepticons, under the rule of a mech who clearly thought little of them, with everything to lose.
“I would have never thought that you were online, Blackout,” Knock Out admitted. “I don’t think anyone would have made a gamble on that. I’m sure Lord Megatron is already contemplating where best to put use of your abilities, but first we’ll need to see about getting you all Earth module alt-modes.”
“I’m sorry, did you just say Earth?” Nighthawk disrupted. “Earth alt-modes?”
Knock Out appeared utterly doped. For a moment he seemed to just stand there, staring at Nighthawk like he expected the other medic to throw a ‘gotcha’ his way. When he didn’t, the suave red grounder gave an extravagant gesture with his right arm, flaunting his figure in the light like the conceited mech he was.
“Earth in the native English tongue is the word for dirt,” Knock Out explained. “Earth is the planet we’re just outside of the atmospheric conditions of. I’m surprised you’ve never heard of it. The head of Unicron himself resides within its core.”
“Unicron isn’t real,” Blackout grunted. “Or if he is, he’s long since gone. Primus himself, if he is real, would have seen to that.”
“This coming from the mech everyone refers to as being a spawn of Unicron,” Knock Out answered in response, flicking a servo towards Blackout as he rolled his hip.
“The planet built itself around Unicron’s helm,” the grounder medic went on. “Lord Megatron himself aided in putting Unicron back into stasis... after consuming unhealthy levels of dark energon.”
“D-Dark- Dark energon you say?” Infiltrator repeated with horror.
“The same ghoulish purple stuff that brings strength and takes an edge off the mind, if you ask me,” confirmed the scarlet Aston Martin. “Earth’s been a big deal ever since that and the conflict with Optimus Prime and his marginal little crew of Autobots took up residence there and declared it a home to Cybertronians. The resident species, humans, don’t know that we live on their planet. So we take on appearances of their primitive but sometimes attractive machinery.”
“I’m not doing that,” Blackout stated flatly.
Shaking his helm, Knock Out shook a digit at him. “You have no say in the matter. Every bot on this ship has an Earth-bound alternative mode to resemble that of their home planet models. These cars, planes, trains- well, you name it, they’re all non-sentient forms of transportation to these organic squishies. Disgusting as they may be, they have good taste. In fact, they do happen to have a government aircraft named the Nighthawk...”
From the exam table, Nighthawk perked his horns forward and his optics grew brighter. He leaned a bit in Knock Out’s direction with a curious light in his optics.
“An aircraft that bares my name?” he muttered curiously.
“Oh yes,” the grounder purred in answer. He looked around for a moment before spotting what he was looking for.
Reaching over, Knock Out picked up his datapad. He started typing quickly and moving through various files and images. Less than a minute later, he held out his pad in the seeker medic’s direction while he placed his HUD viewer back on.
Nighthawk gave a surprised whistle of appreciation. “Not bad.”
“As a mech of high esteem and grand taste, I’ll have to agree with you. It just screams of glory and handsomeness, don’t you think? Look at the structure of the wings-”
“Wait a nanoklik,” Blackout cut in loudly. “You’re telling me that we have to pretend to be these flesh-creatures you speak ofs transportation? You’re kidding me. I’m not letting any organic based-”
“You won’t be letting them ride in you,” Knock Out assured him, shuddering violently. “The very idea of one of those defile disease-ridden creatures and their smeary filthy servos anyway near my lustrous frame makes me cringe. No, we are as the Autobots say, ‘robots in disguise’. Because these underdeveloped creatures do not listen to their ancient cultures that show Cybertronians have visited their world before, they have not realized alien life has been on their planet. They are close-minded and think they are revolutionary. They’ve only left their planet to go as far as their lunar moon. If we were to run around waging a war openly as we are here, the species would go into chaos.”
Tearing his optics away from the datapad in his servo, Nighthawk set it upon the berth. “What’s stopping Megatron from showing these humans who we are if they are so primitive? Surely they wouldn’t pose a threat to him.”
Knock Out gave a shrug at that. “Personally I’m glad they don’t know we’re here. If they did, I would get the entertainment out of their social media, music, movies, television shows... Don’t look so shocked, they do have culture. I don’t know our liege's every thought. I would just as well guess he doesn’t want the added trouble and attention. Their weapons can not compare to ours, but enough of them may cause an inconvenience. It’s simpler to let them be ignorant of our presence.”
“Their numbers are that great?” the robotic wvyren asked with awe.
“By the billions. For their small planet, they overpopulate and ravage their world and swarm. Their breeding production is vile and gestation period is much, much faster than a Cybertronians.”
“Fascinating,” Blackout slowly droned in the most unimpressed tone imaginable.
As the three doctors continued to discuss the indigenous beasts and Knock Out started to pull up more photography for the others to look at, Blackout looked on boredly. His attention lacked; especially knowing he was going to be forced to take on some different look to hide himself from the eyes of these ugly naked shells of skin that wore cloth for protection. He was going to put off that particular quest for as long as he could manage. If he was lucky, they’d be gone before they reentered the Earth’s atmosphere.
That brought a curiosity into his helm.
“Knock Out,” he interjected loudly, “Why is the Nemesis outside of the planet’s orbit?”
Glancing with a vexed gaze back at him, the grounder answered quickly, “Soundwave picked up the signals of Cybertronians traveling through. Lord Megatron had the ship sent out to investigate. My best guess says that we’re probably going back to Earth right now. The Autobot’s groundbridge can’t reach us in space. Then again, they can’t pinpoint out exact location on the planet either, since the Nemesis includes a cloaking device.”
“That’s right,” Nighthawk mumbled quietly. “The Nemesis used to be the body of Trypticon before he was forced into this state. Is he still functional?”
The grounder medic shook his helm. “Negative. Life signs show he’s offline. The Autobot’s destroyed him.”
Giving a pitied sound in the back of his throat, the seeker medic turned his optics to move around the room. There was a light in his optics that shone with respect. Trypticon was an abused massive city-sized mech tortured into believing that Lord Megatron’s will was the only way, and he had succumb by serving that principle.
“Where are the Autobot’s?” Blackout implored.
“Suggested studies say somewhere in Nevada, although we’ve not yet discovered their base,” the small mech admitted.
“Nevada?” Infiltrator quietly chimed in.
“Ah- yes, a dirtball with some rather wonderful roads to travel. Well, those not littered with potholes,” Knock Out ventured. “Nevada is a state within the governmental run territory of the United States. Look I’m no authority on the history of this planet; if you’re curious on those matters, I suggest checking the logged database on it. It’s rather trivial and bland. The species itself is very hateful with a history of violence upon itself.”
“Not unlike our own,” Nighthawk whimsically added in, with a swift nod of agreement from his assistant.
Rolling his optics at all the interruptions, Blackout spoke deep in his chassis as he growled at the sports car, “This is why Lord Megatron has been on this particular world so long? He is after Optimus Prime, and had yet to finish him off and discover his location, along with all his Autobots?”
“That, and he wants to conquer the planet. Sometimes.”
Helpful. Megatron had discussed wanting to rule over all the creatures of the universe with an iron fist at some vague point. It didn’t surprise Blackout to hear this.
All of this just seemed like a fool's errand. If the Autobots could not leave the planet due to only obtaining groundbridge technology, Lord Megatron should leave behind a sizable team and go off-planet to continue destroying the rest of the Autobots to move forward with his plan. He truly was obsessed now. Everything centered around his revenge of Optimus Prime. No other bots mattered. All he wanted to do was extinguish his old friend’s spark. The cause no longer had a voice or a meaning. Cybertron was dead, their freedom gone and shackled to the tyrant who was going to lead them away from this system.
It was unnerving to realize that all the years he had heard bots mock him for his supreme loyalty of being a dog that they were right. He was so blindly faithful that he didn’t see his own worth diminishing even back then. If he didn’t come back from a mission, Lord Megatron would not have cared. He would have sent another to finish the job himself, or would have went himself. He had been serving out of trust for a friend who no longer saw him as a friend; for glory, for the drive, the work, the bloodshed, the idea long lost in a sea of savage brutality and a desire to simply kill without question.
“Blackout,” Nighthawk spoke up, catching his attention. “Do you want to have a look at some of these transporters? They’re so interesting. Some of these were clearly made with an eye for fashion.”
“I’ll pass,” he grunted.
“If you think their vehicles, boats, and aircrafts are interesting, wait until you see their entertainment section,” Knock Out practically sang with glee, rubbing his servos together. “Or the other strange beings on their planets. The evolution on this planet is very unlike Cybertron. Whereas we had subspecies and different alt-mode productions, this planet is filled with trillions of different species and single-celled organisms, diseases and bacteria. Humans are the primary species of the planet as their intelligence leads them to be the alphas more or less, but there are other creatures.”
“Cats, dogs,” the Aston Martin turned slightly to Blackout before looking to Nighthawk once more, “Elephants, giant pandas, birds. And that’s just surface level; that’s not even considering their undiscovered regions of aquatic life.”
“Amazing,” Nighthawk hummed. “A bot could study this world forever. It has such a crazy history; Blackout, look at the... dinosaurs that once roamed on this planet before the humans. By Primus’ it’s almost like a younger Cybertron but with more variety than even our homeworld and made up of organic life forms.”
“Do not compare us to organics,” Blackout clipped in response.
“Have a thing against humans?” Nighthawk sharply quipped. “You haven’t even met them yet, or should I say looked at their datafiles and culture. Who knows, given the right time or place, you might have liked a human if you’d met one.”
“That human would have to be rather extraordinary for me to look at it twice,” he retorted with annoyance. “Look at them Nighthawk, they’re soft and probably ooze liquids.”
Raising his digit up towards him threateningly, the seeker medic tisked at him as he scolded, “You know you leak liquids too from time to time.”
He gave an unpleasant snarl in response that was deep enough in volume and notes to shake objects in the room.
Huffing out a stream of hot air, the dragonic beast stood from his haunches and flicked his wings outward from his body in answer to Blackout’s threatening sound. He turned a sharp optic towards the big mech before circling around the berth to nudge at his teacher. Although Nighthawk grumbled a little, he seemed to understand the gesture well enough and reclined back to a suitable position. His servo went out to rest on Infiltrator’s shoulder as he drew his wings back against his frame.
Releasing a vent, Blackout dragged a servo over his faceplate and dropped it at his side. “I’m going to head to my room,” he managed to speak in a slightly growly edge. “Nighthawk, just focus on your recovery at the moment.”
The next words out of his mouth he loathed, but felt needed to be said.
“Thank you both for making sure this slagger didn’t offline.”
“Oooh appreciation~ I do like the sound of that,” Knock Out purred with joy.
“Like I was going to let him offline,” Infiltrator snorted, appearing slightly vexed with his attitude still.
Ah well, he couldn’t please them all.
“If you need anything, have me pinged,” he grunted.
Being a smart aft, Nighthawk gave a coy smile as he stated, “Well, I would like you to get a sense of humor, a decent personality, oh- and a new section of armor so that I don’t have patchwork over my gutted chassis for the rest of my life.”
Between Knock Out’s look of shock and Blackout’s, it was impossible to tell who was more surprised by the statement.
“I saved your life for you to insult me like this?” he fumed.
Instantly, the cherry red seeker’s wings gave a slight ‘fwap’ as they moved and hit the berth. His faceplate looked slightly pained by the reminder.
“I was... joking,” he managed to mutter. His optics didn’t quite look Blackout’s.
A sense of guilt slapped Blackout in the faceplate. Ahh to Pit, he didn’t want this remorse; the old fool. He should have realized he was jabbing at him as usual.
“You know while I’m at it, maybe I’ll look for you a working processor,” he offered, giving an apologetic curve to his lips.
Nighthawk gave the impression of a smile in response to that.
“Well, when he leaves, we go lights dim,” Knock Out stated. “A medic’s got to get his beauty rest~”
“Thanks, Knock Out, but I already look pretty damn fine. You know, besides the hole.”
“Is this always how he deals with pain?” the grounder asked under his breath.
“I don’t know, maybe it’s the drugs you put in him,” Blackout offered, chuckling. “You going to be okay lying there with him Infiltrator? We can always look for another berth for you, or you can-”
“I’m fine where I am, thank you,” the drake announced in quick reply. His frame bunched down as he crouched and suddenly sprang up silently, his claws rasping on the berth as he made room for himself. He settled down beside his mentor and slowly pulled out one wing to lay across Nighthawk like a blanket as his chin rested on the seeker’s arm.
Blackout shrugged. “If you change your mind-”
“I won’t.”
Okay, he’d have to lay off on jesting with the seeker for a while, or the dragon was going to try taking off his leg and beating him with it from the sound of it.
Giving a short nod to Knock Out, Blackout turned and made haste for the door. He hoped that Scorponok and Novastrike were doing alright without him. He hadn’t expected to be so caught up in conversation and trying to worm things out of that grounder medic.
Glancing over his shoulder as he stepped through the threshold, he looked to Nighthawk as he put a servo on Infiltrator. He seemed rather drained but was offering a slight smile to his companion as he nestled against his arm.
Turning his helm away, Blackout stepped the rest of the way through the door so that it closed, and made his way down the hall alone.
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Ask D'Mine: The Shot Heard 'Round the Blogosphere & Insulin for Weightlifting
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Ask D'Mine: The Shot Heard 'Round the Blogosphere & Insulin for Weightlifting
Welcome once again to our weekly advice column, where we talk all about navigating life with diabetes. In this edition of Ask D'Mine, our host Wil Dubois ( veteran type 1, author and diabetes community educator) takes on another prime time TV show that recently "tried" to address diabetes, and he also gets at the real story behind insulin being used in the weightlifting world.
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Nancy from Missouri, type 2, writes: I've been enjoying the new TV series Touch. Sort of. But a recent episode on Hulu had Kiefer Sutherland finding an unconscious man whom it turns out was diabetic. "There are some loaded insulin syringes in the fridge..." Kiefer injects the man in the crook of his arm with what—despite the dialog—looks like glucagon, and the man recovers consciousness almost immediately. It's such a glaring piece of dangerous stupidity... we see diabetic inaccuracies in the media all the time, but this one was a killer. What can we PWDs do to fight these kinds of things?
Wil@Ask D'Mine answers: Talk about the shot heard 'round the blogosphere, this little scene has generated quite a bit of conversation and commentary. As it should!
Where to even start? Oh my goodness!
Now, Mr. Sutherland, there're three main reasons a PWD (person with diabetes) might be unconscious. First: their blood sugar might be too low and they've passed out. Second: their blood sugar might be too high and they've passed out. Third: they might be stone-cold drunk and they've passed out.
How you should respond to each of the three is different.
If they're too low, giving insulin will actually make them lower, and probably kill them. So, please, Mr. Sutherland, don't give me insulin if you find me passed out from a low! Now, glucagon, which we'll talk more about in a minute, would be appropriate—but there's actually something better you can do.
If they're high, Mr. Sutherland, insulin will help. But frankly, if they're high enough to have passed out, they're going to need a lot more than insulin; and anyway, at this point, the insulin really needs to be pumped into their bodies through an IV in a controlled way. Not shot into the crook of the arm.
If they're drunk, giving them insulin can actually trigger a low. Skip step two and go directly back to step one, Mr. Sutherland. Coffee and a call to their spouse/parent is actually the most appropriate action in this case.
Of course the real problem is that you have no easy way to know if the PWD is low, high, or drunk (or do you know how to use a glucometer, Mr. Sutherland?). Because taking blind intervention, as I've just shown you, can make the situation worse, the best thing to do is do the exact same thing you'd do if you found a non-PWD passed out: call frickin' 911.
But what about that glucagon? You know what? Don't f** with glucagon if you aren't trained to use it, and if you don't know the passed-out person's blood sugar. If you know the person is low, by testing, and if you know how to use the glucagon kit (which is never "loaded" in the fridge, but involves injecting water into a vial, mixing it, drawing it up again, and injecting the appropriate amount into the PWD), then by all means please do so. Otherwise, just wait for the damn ambulance.
By the way, if you've been trained in glucagon and you use it properly, will the dead-to-the-world PWD then recover "almost immediately?" No. It can take up to 20 minutes before the lights flicker back on in the PWD's head following a glucagon shot.
Oh. And the PWD will as likely as not throw up as soon as they recover. Didn't see that on TV, did ya?
Oh, and they still have to go to the frickin' hospital, too. Glucagon dumps the liver's stores of glucose to bring us back from the dead. All the stores. Post-glucagon, we have nothing left if there is an after-shock hypo.
So you still should have called 911, anyway.
So much for the review of the facts. Touch got it all wrong. Both in dialog and visuals. Now what? What can we do? What should we do?
I am sharpening my pitchfork as we speak. (I love a good revolution.) I think a merciless barrage of emails, faxes, letters, and calls is the best approach. I think, as a community, we need to both make a lot of noise and have a zero-tolerance policy every time this kind of nonsense happens. The general public is clueless enough without the entertainment media making things worse with dramatic falsehoods.
If we took even 10% of the energy vented in our own communities over this, and turned that energy outwards, maybe we can change the world. One TV show at a time.
May I suggest attacks at the following "enemy" locations:
Touch's Facebook page is here. Friend and flame.
FOX TV email links are here. Ya gotta scroll to the bottom and click the big blue (ironic) ASKFOX. Or find your local FOX affiliate here.
You can find a snail-mail address for Touch creator Tim Kring here, and you can get the low down on the production companies here.
Last but not least, Touch's star Kiefer Sutherland has his own website (with guest book, chat, and contact links) and Facebook pages. Maybe you should (all) reach out and touch him. Let him know we're watching.
And that we don't like to be misrepresented.
John from California, type 1, writes: I've heard that insulin has a "growth factor," and some bodybuilders actually use it to help grow muscle (which sounds crazy). So. If you're weight training you can put on muscle a little bit easier than regular people. That's what my endo told me, too, but he probably just wants me to dose precisely and aggressively. Wil, please confirm or deny!
Wil@Ask D'Mine answers: Oh God, this is just like when my son Rio asked me why the sky is blue. I know the answer, but how to explain it without taking all day? And I'm guessing that just saying "because" isn't going to cut it with this crowd!
So... foundation first. A "growth factor" is a substance that stimulates cellular growth, and these substances are most commonly proteins or steroids.
I think you can all see where this is going: steroids, weightlifting... Oh, and insulin is a protein, of course... But hold on one second. It's not a simple as you might think.
Because insulin itself isn't really a significant growth factor. But another pair of hormones called IGF-1 and IGF-2 are. IGF stands for Insulin-like Growth Factor. These are hormones that are kinda sorta like insulin, but aren't really insulin at all. (IGF can be measured by a lab to check for pituitary problems or growth issues, especially in children.) But, as their name suggests, they're growth factors.
Still, what you heard was more or less right. Growth factors do make cells grow. So IGF could help you build muscles, at least in theory; which has led to a not-so-cottage industry of IGF pills, sprays, and shots. Well, more correctly, pills, sprays, and shots marketed as IGF. Here in the USA, most aren't really IGF at all, but are substances alleged to stimulate the body's IGF production. But in other parts of the world, or with a prescription pad, you can get the real stuff.
So, with all of that said, do some crazy-ass weightlifters use IGF? Yes. And other crazy-ass people jump off suspension bridges with rubber bands tied to their feet. That doesn't make it a good idea. In addition to making muscle cells grow, IGF can also help cells you don't want growing to grow, too, like cancer cells. Cancer cells have a tendency to grow too damn fast to start with, so do you really want to light a fire under those puppies?
But what about insulin itself? Is anyone out there injecting insulin instead of taking IGF? No. Not in mainstream bodybuilding anyway, although there is a lot of talk about diet plans to maximize endogenous insulin in the body-building community. But out on the fringes, yes, there sure are people shooting up to try to beef up.
It risks hypos for non-dFolk, and hasn't been proven to be effective... and probably isn't, as insulin itself isn't a truly potent growth factor.
Still, that doesn't keep some people from trying. If there's anything we can count on it will be that some people will try anything, and that kids will ask why the sky is blue.
This is not a medical advice column. We are PWDs freely and openly sharing the wisdom of our collected experiences — our been-there-done-that knowledge from the trenches. But we are not MDs, RNs, NPs, PAs, CDEs, or partridges in pear trees. Bottom line: we are only a small part of your total prescription. You still need the professional advice, treatment, and care of a licensed medical professional.
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