#it took me a sec xD

[the-sweater-lodge]

Does dr fluffy believe in ethical practices when doing… experiments?

* (…The short answer is, probably not.)

#[ Asks ] #[ Toons ] #[ Shirley ] #TOOK ME A SEC TO GET BACK TO THIS HUH #Anyways boy is it convenient that her main squeeze is a lawyer eh #Pry as you might… it’ll be a tough effort getting straight answers out of her XD She’s very weaselly #World’s most suspicious rat #Thank you for the ask =D!!

[nothingweirdhere]

yesterday, for the first time in my life, i told people who had never met me pre-transition that i’m trans… kinda wild ngl

it’s very weird to be like “hey btw i’m trans, no i don’t mean i want you to start calling me a new name/pronouns, you’ve already been using the correct ones, i’m just letting you know”

#lol one of the people i told was like ‘wait so you’re a girl??? but in a man’s body??’ #and i’m like 😳 omg you really do think i’m amab #(she was so confused for a sec hsjsjsk) #(cuz i’m like ‘yeah he/him pronouns etc etc’) #(and she’s there like ‘wait wtf i thought ur trans????’) #(took us a minute to figure out where the miscommunication was xD) #(english isn’t her first language so that didn’t help lololol. we got there in the end tho!) #but yeah. wild! #they had no idea which makes me very happy ngl #i mean i knew i passed. but i kinda expected that people who i’d been around for a while would be like #‘ohhhhhh that makes sense. so that’s why you’re Like That’ #cuz i’m pretty fuckin fruity #but they did already know that i’m queer. just not that i’m trans #so anyway take that terfs xD #‘people can always tell’ my ass #jx.txt

[worldly-diversity]

@kingwu​ ○ 𝕨𝕦 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕠 ○

          ⤷  『  Wordlessly Wu wrapped his arms around Mako's waist and press his nose against the middle of his chest, keeping his face buried there. While he wasn't the best at reading the room (as most of his focus was on himself before), he eventually learned to pick up on some things from Mako's behavior over time. He took a deep breath in then sighed it out before saying, "You had a rough day at work, huh?" His voice was muffled against Mako's uniform. 』

It was rare that his own emotions were taken into account, but it was both something he'd grown used to and come somewhat to expect. The benefit of that was that even if he was having a really bad day, nobody commented on it to make him talk about it. Sometimes he didn't want to talk about it. What was the point? It wouldn't change anything…

Or maybe he'd simply convinced himself a long time ago that bottling things up was the right answer, and the young king's behaviour allowed him to keep on doing it unchecked. It was… a precarious balance he didn't want to give up on despite knowing it would do him no favours.

Today was unfortunately one of those days where 'no favours' felt like an understatement. He'd been running around Republic City like a mad man, the police department having swiftly taken advantage of the fact that he was back, even though he was officially still escorting the king of the earth nation… Not that anybody cared.

He'd worked his ass off for the department with nothing given in return and in fact even having had to deal with jealous colleagues and their petty little ways of undermining him whenever they could. Despite all that, the assignment with Wu had initially seemed like a punishment, especially once his station had been made permanent.

But…

Over time they'd learned to understand one another and even appreciate the other's presence, despite how different they were. He had gone from regarding the young king's antics with irritation to irrational fondness, and no doubt Wu had begun to look at him differently as well, putting up less resistance over time when Mako had to drag him out of whatever he was doing for the other's safety among other things. He didn't get jealous either, when Mako had to put other duties first or help Korra, Asami and his brother out with the whole team avatar thing and all that.

Well, when he thought about it like that, how could he not come to appreciate the other?

Still, maybe he'd gotten a bit too used to the chaos and relative peace of spending time with Wu, which admittedly sounded less like an assignment these days and more like something he wanted to do regardless. He actually might not take it well if they tried replacing him to reinstate him at the bureau…

Which… Hopefully they wouldn't do, because he was no longer used to the pettiness of his former colleagues, nor did he have the actual goals and motivation from before that allowed him the fortitude to ignore them and continue working. There were more important things, those fools had never wanted to understand that…

Which was why they'd run him ragged chasing empty leads and near misses, only to then mock him for it. I it any wonder he wants to punch something right now?

Coming home (when had he started considering any suite he shared with Wu home?) he'd mostly wanted to simply vanish into his room and simply become one with the covers, but instead the young king had taken one look at him and hugged him instead, and—

Mako melted into it more easily than he'd expected, wrapping his arms around the shorter male and burying his face in the other's hair in turn, squeezing lightly before letting Wu pull back. His lips twitched lightly at the question, since his entire countenance felt like it was speaking for itself.

“Like shit.” Damn it… “When can we leave?”

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#kingwu #universe • the legend of korra #inquiry • the legend of korra #interactions • mako #answered #hi this is very very veeeeery late but i miss them and im soft xD #took me a sec to get back into character with him but oooo he went off a little hehe #tldr he loves wu very much AAAAA #into the void • queue

[moxfirefly]

"I'm not letting them go. They're mine. They've always been mine."

For a bestie mikey who is jealous, someone's taking readers' attention away from him?

These quotes are hard to work with XD

Ray, my beloved. Always coming in clutch 🤌

Rated Mature (suggestive themes)

Mikey felt a stirring next to him that prompted him to open his eyes. The midnight nap he’d decided on when you had sat next to him was disturbed and he wanted to groan displeased.

“Sorry Mike, I gotta use the bathroom be back in a sec.” That gentle hushed tone only served to help him drift back, almost at least. Woefully he accepted his best friend having to leave for a few minutes.

It was something of tradition at this point, falling a sleep next to you during movie nights. Mikey had wordlessly cemented the fact that he got to sit next to you and you had reinforced it by always finding your place next to him.

He took the second to stretch out, enjoying the pops of each achy limbs, patrol had been a bitch a few hours ago. He saw Leo konked on the armchair, Donnie in the kitchen making more popcorn as a sleepy April scrolled through Netflix to find something else to play.

“—Well im gonna need you in a bit to measure again, probably tomorrow too”

Raph’s voice rang from behind where he was sat on the couch. Mikey looked back to see him talking to you and holding your arm extended.

“Remind me why I’m doing this again?” He asked mocked annoyed as he used his pointer and thumb to measure your arm.

“Because I wanna win $100 bucks at work” You laughed when he moved to your other arm to do the same.

“What fucking weird job makes an ugly Christmas sweater competition?” He used both his hand to grab your waist, using it as reference for the torso of the sweater.

Mikey raised a brow ridge, why had he felt a pulse of something when he saw his brother man handling you.

“Hey if I win you’ve got $50 waiting for you, so make it as ugly as possible.” You arched your neck when he wrapped a hand around your neck and mumble something, clearly mapping out the measurements in his head.

That, yeah that felt really weird in the bottom of Mikey’s stomach. Why did Raph have to loom over you, hand around your pretty neck and smiling to himself.

“Well come by this week, I’m gonna need you while I’m making it.” He finally let go of you, and it took a second of trying to think straight to not jump Raph.

“Mikey and I are playing that new game where you romance all the hot people—“

Donnie piped in, “Baldur’s Gate.” You threw him a finger gun for the assist.

“Well ya think you can detach yourself from numb nuts for a few minutes at a time?” He asked playfully.

“Well you’ve got her measurements what more do you need, dude?” Mikey finally spoke up, making Raph and you turn towards his groggy annoyed face. “I got an idea but I gotta re-adjust or re-make whatever don’t come out right.” He spoke matter of fact, his gaze was mocking him.

“I can’t just take breaks between.” You offered to ease the sudden tension in the air.

“I’m sure Mikey can survive five minutes without ya, right buddy?” He clamped both hands on your shoulders and smiled at his youngest brother. “Man quit being handsy with her.” It came out before he could really assess what his mouth had vomited out. Under a different tone of voice it could’ve been taken playfully but this was the full opposite.

“Chill man, I ain’t stealing ya girl.” He chuckled and if Mikey could blush he would. He glared at Raph, not noticing your own blush creeping up your cheeks.

“Looks like it since you wanna keep her all week.” He was getting up now, less groggy and more peeved than anything.

“Mike—“ Your voice was gentle trying to ease the fast approaching boiling tension in the air.

“Aww, Mikey’s worried his bestie’s gonna be my bestie all week? Man just let it go.” Raph wasn’t even remotely serious poking fun at his younger brother.

“Im not letting her go. She’s mine. She’s always been mine.” He shot a deep glare at Raph, who face quickly fell upon hearing those words.

It took a few seconds for Mikey to fully comprehend what he had said and the implication behind it. His eyes went wide, landing on your own wide eyes and the blush that scattered itself further down your chest.

Fuck, what had he done?

#tmnt bayverse #ask #supershinyraven #tmnt michelangelo x reader #tmnt mikey x reader #michelangelo x reader #mikey x reader #michelangelo #Mikey #tmnt michaelangelo #emotional? prompts

[tiny-rice]

In another world // Perhaps, I could’ve loved you

Day 5 - Reincarnation // Mistaken Identity

A rewind and respool of mdtb’s messily entwined fates from a past life. (I’m thinking of those high angst/ love-hate content plotlines, something like..

The sky is dark, and an eye larger than life stares back upon the scorched earth. The culmination of Madara’s sins has flung itself violently in Tobirama’s face, yet—

“In another world..” he rasps, and Madara’s grip tightens on his chin. The rinnegan bore into red.

“Perhaps, I could’ve loved you.” Madara whispers, unbidden.

Ok I’ll give you some space to cry before you read on

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XD

This is set in the far-far!future, a post apocalyptic AU! Alien Zetsus came to Earth via meteorite and began devouring all biologic matter O-O

The humans were no match and thus society fell.

Over time, the pressure of survival, and introduction of zetsu-material into human DNA via ingestion of contaminated substances (no monster fucking involved, unless..?) some people developed super powers (chakra!)

Tobi is extra agile and has a short range spacetime blinking ability (it’s what created those tears on her shirt!) and functions primarily as a scout/ assassin/ infiltrator.

Madara is particularly hardy, and able to summon fire that disintegrates the otherwise near-indestructible zetsus. She is a frontline brawler and perimeter guard.

Do they regain their memories of canon? Do they fvck?? (yes)

I wanna hear your ideas for tobira and madara in this AU! :D

—

Whew! Coming up with their outfits was so fun (and hard!!!!!) Working with only back and white for such a detailed piece was a first time and a big challenge for me ><

This was my favorite sketch and the one I was most excited to work on out of all the prompts for this week when I began brainstorming a while back, but I kept putting it off bc I wasn’t confident in my ability to bring my vision to life ;-;

And then it took me forever too, for the same reason (Ŏ艸Ŏ)

I probably spent…. Idk at least 20 hours on this piece going back and forth on stuff/ redrawing

And then I was like wait… what if I made a really cool post apocalyptic cityscape background for this???? (Lmfao, no)

I almost didn’t finish it bc of the expectations I was having for it but thank you to all the wonderful ppl at kuka who cheered me on and to stop being a tightass about it XD

Idk if you can tell, but I just fudged the wrinkles on tobi’s clothes, but I watched a really great video on different types of cloth folds before I drew madara’s outfit so I think it lays a bit more realistically! (Check it out if you wanna know about drawing cloth wrinkles!)

Anyways.. sorry for the rambling,, this was just such a passion project for me (／▽＼)

I will post something for day 6 in a sec here—

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@madatobiweek 2023 let’s go!

#madatobiweek2023 #madatobi #tobirama #madara #madara x tobirama #tldr #post apocalyptic AU #my art

[shisabun-art]

It took me a sec to realize Rodan was fucking crossing himself XD

He knows.

#rodan #thanks for the ask! #ask response

[sizzleissues]

trick or treat!

A oneshot that you have won. Let me know if its any fun

(Haha rhyming. It’s 500 words and is as plain as it seems. Prpr, Chat Noir is the Dupain-Cheng’s house cat he had no say in this. I couldn’t decide a certain bit to post so its all of it XD)

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Marinette had learned to embrace her chronic bad luck because not doing so would have left her completely hopeless fifty pricked fingers, twenty four wardrobe malfunctions and five twisted ankles ago. So if it started raining the day she forgot her umbrella when every other day it had only inconvenienced her, she’d learned to walk under the overhangs. 

That was what she tried to remember as Chat Noir burst into her room, his face puffy and red, wildly swinging his arms in all directions as he tried to compose himself enough to speak. The movements conveyed something urgent that required storming through the bakery to be told. Marinette hissed as she pricked her finger with her sewing needle, dropping the thing as Chat Noir climbed in. She pushed back from her desk as she raised her finger to her mouth to suck it clean — pushing with unexpected force that sent her toppling backwards, a flurry of fabric and skirt coming down with her. She let out a short yelp, tucking in her head and rolling to the side. Learning to fall correctly had become a top priority when she couldn’t seem to get a hang on the whole staying upright thing. 

Chat Noir made himself comfortable on the sofa, waiting for Marinette to pull herself off the floor. Marinette stood, smoothing her skirt and rearranged the fabric on her desk. 

“So what is it?” Marinette asked.

“One sec.” Chat Noir fanned himself with a stray fashion brochure. At the same time Sabine poked her head through the trapdoor, a tray of refreshments following her up. She slid them across the floor in Chat’s direction and then disappeared as quickly as she’d arrived. “Thank you, Mrs Cheng!” 

Chat Noir grabbed the pitcher of water and a glass, pouring a cup and then downing the entire thing. He then selected a snack from the spread and returned to laying across the sofa. 

Marinette crossed her arms and raised her brow.

“Oh yeah, sorry. Your maman is just too sweet.” —He bit down on the finger sandwich—. “And an excellent cook,” Chat Noir said with a placating smile.

“Anytime!” Sabine called from downstairs, still within earshot. Marinette frowned at Chat Noir first, then the trapdoor, locking it so they wouldn’t be disturbed. 

“Stop flirting with my maman.”

“I’m not!” Chat Noir said in a tone that most certainly meant he was. He took an another bite from the sandwich he’d grabbed, grinning. “Just stating facts.”

“You are and you know it.”

“Can’t help it. Your maman is where you must have gotten your stunning looks.” Chat Noir made sure to look Marinette in the eye as he said it, taking a third dramatic bite to break it. Marinette’s flustered blush turned sour as she grabbed the nearest cushion and smacked the smug look right off Chat Noir’s face.

“Get to talking about whatever had you burst in here or get lost!”

“Okay, okay. So-.” He paused and stared aimlessly in the space between them

“You forgot, didn’t you?”

“That has happened, yes.”

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Trick or Trick ask game

#miraculous ladybug #sizzle rambles #adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #chat noir #marichat #ask game #ml fic

[myown-worstenemy-2003]

Little Notes - Girl Crush

A/N: Hey y'all! This is the first little fic/drabble/thingy? in the Little Notes collection! I got this idea while I was driving home from work the other night XD It's a little different than what I usually write, but I hope y'all enjoy it because I really had fun writing it! PS: Pretty please don't copy my work! I worked very hard on this and I will cry! Thank you! :) <3

Word Count: 731

It was a Friday night. Campaign night. You would think this would be happening at the school in the Drama Room. But it had been booked since the Drama club had a play they had to rehearse for so they needed it. So here they were, in Dustin’s living room. Even though it wasn’t the same, it was still awesome. The only thing was, Eddie, need some paper to take some notes.

“Henderson, got any paper I can borrow?” he asked. The boy in question looked over at him from where the group was discussing.

“Yeah, I got some in my room. Give me a sec-” he moved to stand. 

Eddie interrupted him, “No, I got it. Don’t forget, ladies and gentlemen. There’s is no shame in running.”

And with that and a wicked grin he went in search of any type of paper he could find.

Eddie was trying to remember which door it was and he was pretty sure it was the second door on the left until he wasn’t so he went with the second door on the right. 

“Damn it,” he whispered as he came face to face with a towel closet. He closed it. Was it the first door on the left? Yeah, that’s it. He opened it and there he stood facing a room that looked nothing like he thought a 15-year-old boy’s room would look like. It had (F/C) painted walls with a matching bedspread. He knew he shouldn’t be in here, but he didn’t want to leave. He knew exactly whose room this was. (Y/N) Henderson’s room. Eddie had had the biggest crush on (Y/N) since elementary school. But was too much of a pussy to do anything about it.

“That is such bullshit!” he heard from Dustin. They were still in the middle of a heated argument. They wouldn’t miss him too much if he just took a peek around. 

He looked around at her books, posters, pictures of her friends and family, little knick-knacks, cassettes, and records. Then he looked over at her bed to find some stuffed animals that looked to be her favorite, a blue teddy bear and what looks like a handmade panda teddy bear. What he didn’t expect was a book open on her bed. 

Eddie being the curious cat he was, had to have a peek.

Eddie sat there for a minute. He didn’t know what to think. (Y/N) had a crush on him and thought he was dating Chrissy Cunningham? 

Chrissy and he were hanging out because they both have devastating crushes on girls and don’t have the guts to tell them. He never thought in his life that he would be assumed that he was dating her though. But the biggest alarm that finally made his heart leap and his mouth twitch as cliche as it sounds, was that (Y/N) Henderson was jealous that she couldn’t have him because he was “taken”.

“EDDIE!” a yell came from the living room. 

“I’m coming!” he yelled back. He stood there for a couple more seconds, he put the diary/journal back on her bed and with the confidence of a thousand men walked into the living room.

“So travelers, what have we decided?” he said grinning. Thinking about how he was going to ask you out when you got home later tonight.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things #stranger things x reader #little notes collection #Spotify

[xxthefairywitchxx]

I don't have an excuse for this...Hazbin Hotel AU again

@dexterboygenius it took me a sec but I found your new URL xD

#my art #self ship #AU stuff #Hazbin Hotel #Hazbin Hotel AU #Something's Wrong With Sunny Day Jack #Ian Duff #sdj Ian #Second Chance #Don't #Don't ask any questions #don't perceive me #proship safe

[jumpin--bean]

Tag Game: 5 Underrated Things

Thank you @beetle-goth for the tag! Sorry this took so long XD

Underrated Band: St Arnaud! They're melancholy indie jazzy stuff, and incredibly catchy. Gotten me through many tough times.

Underrated Book: I read The Memory Bank as a kid and have thought about it ever since. Gorgeous story & worldbuilding, but more importantly the illustrations are sooo gorgeous and detailed! So many lovely group scenes full of life!! That book very much inspired my perspective on life tbh, and everyone should take a sec to look up the art if you wanna see something cool :D

Underrated Movie: Big Night (with Stanley Tucci & Tony Shaloub) changed my brain chemistry forever aghhhh

Underrated Food: rice pudding all the way. Put some cinnamon in that shit, mm mm!!

Free Space: MERRILY WE ROLL ALONG!!! Everyone needs to go listen to the original cast recording /right now/ (the revivals are good too I guess). It's a SONDHEIM MUSICAL and it's HEARTBREAKING and it's TOLD BACKWARDS and it's ABOUT SHOW BUSINESS & FRIENDSHIP & DREAMS and it's VERY GAY IN MY OPINION (listen to Good Thing Going and Franklin Shepard Inc and TELL me I'm wrong)!!!!!!

Tagging @sleepymccoy, @dovand, @im-just-a-silly-lil-guy and literally whoever else wants to <3

#thanks again for the tag! #my posts #ask game #musicals

[finnmash]

took me a sec to find you again but I would like to say I very much agree with your casting of landot as doomed lovers, to the point I dusted off an old angsty oneshot to show the world as evidence XD. (https://archiveofourown.org/works/54725956 if you wanna read it...)

im gonna cry i just read the whole thing oh my god

grabbing a rope right now

#mashle #landot #IM GONNA START SOBBING. #please tumblr anon i am sorry i will repent. #I ACTUALLY STARTED CRYING I HAD TO WALK AROUND MY ROOM #“i need you” STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP #oh god please #please #im gonna cry.

[worldly-diversity]

@rengelyer / @pyropalle​ ○ 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕝𝕦𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕒 ○

         ⤷  『  “ I figured there’d at least be free food. ”  』

A playful, tinkling sort of laugh filled what little space was between them as Lumina hung off his arm and tugged him along to explore the bastion city of the last civilisation, the place where it all would end.

There was a preciousness to being with those she held close like this, even if they'd be very hard pressed indeed to guess who she was or how she came to be. Still, getting to spend time with Hope or Vanille or any of the others without being encumbered by that emotionless façade was a blessing she wouldn't be renouncing any time soon.

"Of course not, silly!" She chirps, tugging him along the main street towards the cathedral. As long as they were together no one would stop them, and she wanted to show him around at least a little. Besides, food is a rarity these days rather than a necessity so it's not too surprising despite everything.

A celebration for the priestess who would free them all, or so people said. She knows better, but even Vanille wasn't ready to listen to her saying otherwise… There was still time, a solution would come, such was the way of things. But for now, the least she could do was enjoy the festivities and the offerings in form of an attempted banquet as best she could while it still lasted.

You'd think this sort of celebration only really happened in Yusnaan, city of pleasure, but even here people needed even so little as but a fragment of hope to keep it all together. Besides, while Yusnaan never sleeps, such events were far more rare here indeed, almost bordering on nonexistent.

Hmm, wonder how Noel is doing… He should be here soon, right? He wouldn't be very happy no doubt, but that's alright. At least one of them survived, she supposes… Even if thinking about that day hurts more than either Lightning or even Lumina herself cared to admit.

"Come on, come on, let me show you around! It'll be fun, I promise~!"

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#pyropalle #universe • final fantasy #inquiry • final fantasy #interactions • lumina farron #answered #please ask before continuing #into the void • queue #boy howdy am i rusty with her and this setting xD #i had to google yusnaan. nuff said haha #it also took me a hot sec to remember hope isn't even down there thanks to bhunivelze but like shhhh who cares let me mangle this xD

[anneimaginesundertale]

(Jess and G, SO got stuck somewhere and if I may I suggest make it funny. XD)

Please, please answer...please pick up... You prayed as you listened to the phone ring. After three rings, a familiar voice said, "Angel?"

"G!" you sighed with relief. "Can you come get me? I'm, um, I'm kind of stuck."

"On my way," he said instantly. "G to the rescue." You could hear his grin through the phone. "You just stay put, okay? You're still at the tree farm?"

"Yeah..."

"Be right there."

He hung up. You held onto your phone with one hand and the giant pine tree with the other. You heard the bubblegum pop sound of G's shortcut and then his voice calling, "Jess? Where are you?"

"Up here!" you called from halfway up the tree. He looked up, spotted you, and threw back his skull laughing.

"How did you get up there?" he managed.

You sighed. "It's a long story. Get me down? Please?"

"Just a sec."

He vanished and then reappeared on the branch next to you. He wrapped his arms around you. "Let go and I'll shortcut us back down," he said.

It was a good thing you trusted him, because letting go of the tree was the last thing you wanted to do. But you did it, and G took a shortcut as soon as you had, so the next thing you knew, you were back on solid ground. Or, well, G was, and you were in his arms.

"So," he said, not putting you down, "how exactly did you end up in the tree? I thought you were picking one to bring home."

"I was," you said, leaning your head on his shoulder. "There was this reindeer, and it turns out he didn't like it when I ran out of carrots, and it also turns out reindeer can go really, really fast..."

G laughed again, his whole body shaking, his bones rattling. "And it turns out you're actually pretty good at climbing trees."

"Well, climbing up, at least. Once I got up there, I, uh, didn't think I could climb back down."

"Good thing you have me." He grinned at you.

"Mm-hmm. Very good." It only took a little tilt of your head to kiss him lightly. "Anyways, I never did find a tree I wanted. I think we could go for an artificial one."

#g and jess #g!sans #g!sans x reader #I hope this was funny

[roscgcld]

DAYDREAMING!READER || sugar baby?

request: hello! i just read the ddr reader day out with nanami and im wondering if you made one with gojo? like ddr! reader and gojo going out and him being called a sugar daddy 😆

note: this was honestly an ask that i got so amused by that i just needed to write it XD gojo is definitely going to love it, but it’s also because he can tease y/n about it - since he doesn’t care how people see him lmao~

pronouns: she/her

daydreaming!reader masterlist

“Y/N-chan~ You ready?!”

“Just a sec’!”

Gojo hums from where he was waiting at the entrance of the student dorm, his tall frame bending a little so he can fit inside the doorway; dressed in casual clothes for a change. Today Gojo had suggested that him and Y/N go out to hang out with others; since Yuta was out on a mission and the other students had left to do their own missions. Y/N had just returned from her own mission with her family, since her father had invited her home to learn a few more things from the elders of their clan. By the time she had returned, the others had all been assigned new missions - leaving her pretty much alone. 

Well, that was before Gojo caught wind onto her sad predicament and decided to step in like the ‘savour’ that he is.

The sound of slipper-clad feet running towards him had Gojo looking up as he stares at the young girl making her way towards him; baby pink sun dress fluttering around her figure in the most flattering of ways. “Well would you look at that!,” Gojo gasps as he swipes on his screen to pull up his camera, to which Y/N just grins in excitement before she twirls as he takes a few pictures of her to send to the others. 

Especially Yuta - he wants to tease the younger man a little. “Dress any cuter and I might have to spend the entire day fighting off different men.”

“You’re just teasing me, Gojo-sensei,” Y/N giggles before she returns her slippers to the side, looking around for her strappy heels to put on to complete her white-and-pink outfit choice. Gojo just held his hands up in a half-hearted way before he pushes himself off the wall, patiently waiting for Y/N to secure the ribbons of her shoes on her legs before she stood up and took his outstretched hand with ease. “So, what do you want to do today?”

Y/N hums as they both walk towards the main entrance, where a driver in a Jujutsu Tech car was waiting for the two of them patiently. “Probably to browse some figurines and see if there are any new games in the store. I also want to look for more summer dresses, since the weather is getting warmer,” Y/N admits with a grin as she looks over at the taller male, who nods with a smile as he rubs his chin gently in thought. “What about you, sensei?”

“Probably browse some clothes, pick up some mochi on the way home maybe...”

Y/N hums with a nod as followed besides the taller male, thanking him when he opened the door for her before he got into the car as well. After giving the driver instructions to leave them in the city they were off, the two of them searching up all the trendy sights to see if there are any promotions that are worth visiting while they are there. There were a few dessert cafes that Gojo wanted to visit, so they spent the remainder of their time in the car planning their journey through the city.

Once the car stops and the two of them thanked the driver they were off, Y/N wrapping her arms around one of Gojo’s as they walked down the busy street. Immediately the both of them got stares from both genders; people admiring and whispering about how attractive the both of them are. Gojo, as per usual, was soaking in all the whispered phrase and stares; Y/N, on the other hand, was just plain awkward as she tries to remember the name of the dessert café.

They did manage to get there though, and after being seated by the hostess Gojo finally look in the decorations that are around him. The hostess, thinking that they were a couple, had given them a table in a glass greenhouse like space surrounded by other couples. Gojo wanted to tell them that they got the wrong idea, but seeing Y/N getting excited as she scans over the decorations and people around had Gojo hesitating. So he just didn’t stay anything, scanning the menu before him so he can order.

Once their orders were handed Gojo pulled his phone out, giving the girl opposite from him a smile as he aims the camera at her. “Y/N look over here and give me a smile~,” Gojo coos, since he wanted to take a pretty picture of her to send it to Yuta (mainly because he wants to make the younger male jealous). Y/N, being none the wiser, smiles as she tilts her head a little, looking like a happy and content cat as Gojo took a few pictures while instructing her how to pose; picking a picture to post on his stories before sending an especially adorable one to Yuta privately. 

He was smiling smugly as he sends pictures to Nanami when their drinks and food arrive, Y/N quietly thanking the waiter (who was definitely staring at her) before she quietly stirs her coffee with her straw. “What’re you doing?,” Y/N asks curiously as she gently kicks Gojo’s leg underneath the table, the taller male straightening up in his seat before he grins and grabs his milkshake; stirring the drink with his own straw in between his fingers. “Nothing - just rubbing into Yuta’s face that he’s leaving his beautiful girlfriend unattended.”

Hearing Gojo’s words had the younger girl giggling shyly as she cups her warm cheeks in her hands, feeling embarrassed at the idea that Gojo sent those pictures off to Yuta. Even though she doesn’t edit her pictures much, she does use cute filters with animal headbands or glitter designs to send to Yuta - the only few times he gets ‘normal’ pictures is when he takes them without her knowing, or whenever someone else sends them to him.

So it wasn’t shocking to see Yuta sending her a sad sticker as her and Gojo started to dig into their dishes; to which Y/N just giggles before she opens the message to see him whining to her about  how she looks too cute to be going out with Gojo of all people. “Yuta says that he is keeping a close eye on you for today,” Y/N said, happily typing back her own reply; her cheeks starting to feel warm at the compliments that Yuta was giving her as well. Feet kicking a little underneath the table from the happiness. That reaction had Gojo chuckling as he takes another bite of his cake, playfully pointing at her with the end of his fork.

“Your inner simp is showing.”

“Can’t help it when I have such a cute boyfriend~,” Y/N giggles as she continues to type on her phone, only to click on a picture and lets out the most adorable giggle. Her reaction had Gojo rolling his eyes fondly as he takes a sip from his milkshake, chuckling when she shows him the selfie that Yuta had taken of himself; a simple one of him smiling with the bright sky shining behind him as he poses with a simple peace sign. “Just look at him! He’s so cute,” She giggles as she kicks her feet in delight, to which Gojo just hums as he rolls his eyes a little.

He will never understand how two people can be so in love with one another it makes them do things like this. “Yes, yes, you have a cute boyfriend. Now eat some of this cake before you whine and pout to me later about I finished it all.”

Soon the two of them returned to the dessert before them, with Gojo asking details of her newest mission with her father and all the adventures she had whilst she was away from the college. From the outside in, it looked like a ‘couple’ having a normal conversation between one another as they enjoyed some sweets. And it seems that the others around them thought the same, as the hostess from before had came with the receipt when Gojo had asked from it; holding two individually wrapped cookies in her hands. “There is a couple’s discount today! And the manager said that these cookies are for you. They are on the house.”

“Oh..thank you. But we aren’t-”

“That’s so generous of you!,” Gojo says with a charming grin, cutting off Y/N’s confused muttering as he gave the hostess a happy nod. “Tell the manager we send our thanks,” He chuckles before he taps his card on the machine reader without as much as a glance at the amount; the woman raising an eyebrow at his actions, but made no comment of it. Gojo waits for the woman to walk away before he turned to Y/N, playfully wiggling his finger at her. “As important as it is to remind people that we are definitely not together, you should never correct somebody when they are giving you free things, Y/N-chan.”

Y/N just makes a confused face at Gojo, not really understanding how lying baout their relationship status will benefit anyone. But she just nods her head quietly before she scanned the cookies in her hands, confused as to why they were given them either. “They are chocolate cookies though. You can never go wrong with chocolate chip cookies,” Y/N said gravely as she nodded her head, Gojo doing the same as he gave her an understanding look. 

“That is very true, Y/N-chan.” 

Soon the two of them left the cafe, with Y/n clinging onto Gojo’s arm with ease as they looked around at the stores around them. Since they didn’t have anywhere in particular that they wanted to visit, the two of them are looking for something exciting that catches their eye. A small boutique selling clothes had caught Y/N’s eye, and after tugging on Gojo’s arm to get his attention, he had agreed to go with her. So Gojo led her towards the boutique, using his huge stature to push past the crowd.

It was a boutique by a Japanese designer, who happily greeted the two when they entered the boutique. Gojo just smiles before he wordlessly making his way towards the couch in the room, splaying out in a lazy manner as Y/N happily went around looking at the different clothes that were on display. Being the cheery and ever curious girl she was, excitedly spoke to the designer; who was even more excited at meeting a shopper who was so interested in how the clothes came into be.

Y/N didn’t need much convincing to try a few pieces for herself, and it was during that brief pause in between that one of the women in the store a few moments before made her move. Wordlessly she made her way towards the lounging man, putting on her most seductive of smiles as she hovers above him. “Well if it isn’t the infamous Gojo Satoru...I am surprised to bump into you again.”

Gojo, who was just on his phone texting somebody, paused when he felt a shadow overhead; to which he tugged his eyes away from his screen to stare up at the smiling woman above him. Immediately he remembered who she was - along with the brief memory of a few glasses of champagne, expensive perfumes, along with the feeling of soft sheets against his skin. What he can’t seem to remember, however, was her name. Yet he made no comment of it, since he didn’t really care if he was being honest, as he gave her a smile and shift to stand up. “The one and only. Fancy seeing you here as well.”

“Of course. This is one of my favourite local designers. Always have to visit whenever I am in town,” She said with a casual laugh, eyes already glancing over his person. Both in lust of the memory of the brief encounter they’ve shared, and also to see if there is a chance she can figure out why he was in a boutique selling women clothing. “But I am honestly surprised to see you here, of all places. I would have to admit though, you will look good in a dress,”

“You flatter me, love,” Gojo said with a chuckle, chest swelling up in pride at the idea that this beautiful woman would think he would nice in a dress. Makes him want to actually try one of them on. However before either of them can say anything Gojo was turning to face Y/N, who had just returned from the dressing room in one of the dresses the designer had picked out. 

“Sensei, look! It’s so pretty!,” Y/N giggles as she did a spin, the multiple layers of the skirt moving and shifting around her in such a graceful way that it had even the designer’s mouth falling open in shock. Gojo blinked his eyes a few times as he watches the excited girl happily jump and spin around in her dress, going on and on about how she looks and feels like she is a princess from some fairy tale world.

“You look amazing, Y/N,” Gojo admits after he took a few moments to gather himself, smiling as he pulls his phone out before he starts to take a few pictures and videos to send to the others; most of his phone was overtaken by pictures of his students at this point. But he still happily takes a few for her before he sends her off, reminding her that, that dress was definitely leaving with them. He was busy sending pictures and videos to everyone when someone delicately cleared their throat behind him, causing Gojo to jump a little before he looks back to face the woman from before.

Oh yeah, he forgot that she was there. “Sorry about that. That was one of my students.”

“So I’ve noticed,” The other woman muttered, trying to not let her emotions show as she brushes her hair away from her face gracefully. Gojo can immediately tell though, and even if he wanted to, he can’t stop the smirk from tugging at the corner of his lips at the idea that someone was clearly vying for his attention. If he was any less of a man, he would have tried to flirt his way into another night with her. “Didn’t know you were this close to your students.”

“I teach in a private school, I only have about 10 of them at a time. It’s no surprise that we are close,” Gojo hummed as he sends some of the pictures to Nanami, who asked him to pass on his compliments to Y/N before he puts his phone away. “Yes...but not all teachers will spend a weekend out alone with only one of his students,” She continued, to which Gojo just raises an eyebrow in response. “Don’t you think it will look...odd, to someone from the outside?”

Immediately Gojo can tell that this conversation is not heading down a path he likes, but he didn’t want to seem like he was doing anything wrong; because he really wasn’t. “What does others’ opinions have to do with my personal relationship?,” Gojo just replies back with ease, to which the woman just lightly cocked her eyebrow in response. “Besides, if it makes Y/N happy, who am I to stand in the way of that?,” He admits, to which the older woman just made a light face; completely misinterpreting the situation before her. “Don’t you think it’s a little bit inappropriate for a teacher to be with a student in such an...interesting, relationship?”

“Why? Want to take her place?,” Gojo replies back with a raise of his brow, to which the woman just laughs casually; the sound sending Gojo on high alert as he crosses his arms over his chest. “Well, who wouldn’t want to sit there and look pretty as someone showers them in money,” She said with a coy smile, tilting her head as she gave the taller male a look; one that had him shifting a little from one food to another in agitation. “Last I remembered, you had quite the card collection.”

Before he can say anything else a soft hand tugged at the back of his shirt, causing him to pause before he looks back. Only to come face to face with a bright eyed Y/N blinking up at him from where she was kneeling on the couch to reach him. “Ready?,” Gojo states as he turns to face her properly, now purposefully ignoring the glaring woman as he hid Y/N from her jealous glare. 

“Uh-huh...but sensei, who-”

“No one, Y/N-chan,” Gojo states simply as he takes her hand in his, helping her stand up on her heels before he led her towards the counter so they can pay for the clothes. The designer, worried that Gojo was having a bad time because of the woman from before, apologised profusely as she rings everything up. Gojo reassures the other woman that it was alright, since at the end of the day he was just concerned with Y/N having fun - and she definitely did have a lot of fun.

Letting out a soft sigh, she gave the tall man a smile before she hands the bag off to Y/N, who was pouting up at Gojo since he had managed to slide his card to the older woman before Y/N could. “I do hope I get to hear from you soon, dear,” She said with a warm smile, to which Y/N just nods her head in delight as she happily takes the bag. “Of course I will. Thank you again!,” She called out in thanks as she waved at the older woman as she led Gojo out, the older man nodding to the woman as well as he follows behind her wordlessly. 

It was a lot later into the day, when the two of them are accompanied by a few more shopping bags from a few exclusive brands and found themselves in an expensive sushi restaurant, when Y/N suddenly asked Gojo an odd question. “Gojo-sensei, why do people keep thinking we are in a relationship? Isn’t it illegal?”

Gojo was taking a sip from his drink when he heard Y/N’s curious question, to which he immediately chokes on his drink before he coughed up a storm. Y/N was concerned as she reaches over to pat at his back, yet she was still waiting patiently for his answer. Hence why, after reassuring the shocked server that he was fine, he took a few deep breaths before he turned to face Y/N with wide eyes. “Y-Y/N-chan, please wo-word your q-questions better,” He managed through a few coughs, his question catching Y/N even more off guard.

“Huh?”

After a few more moments of him calming down, along with a few sips of his now refilled tea and Gojo was turning to face Y/N full on. Wordlessly he reached up to squish her face in between his, letting out a sad sigh as he gently moves her confused face from left to right. “Oh, Y/N-chan, you need to learn a lesson or two about timing and how to read a room,” He sighs before he places two gently pats on her cheeks, letting her face go while she blinked at him in confusion. “Everyone is staring because they think you’re my sugar baby.”

“Sugar baby..?,” Y/N mumbles quietly to herself as the chef came over and greeted the two of them, his hands moving swiftly as he made perfect sushi pieces to serve them both. Gojo just sighs dramatically, quietly wondering why is it that Y/N had to ask him when they are beings served by the chef, who was just watching on in amusement as he shaped the rice in between his hands. “Y/N, swetie - a sugar baby is someone who is with someone much older than they are for money and sex.”

Y/N’s mouth fell open in a soft ‘o’ as she nods slowly, the dots starting to connect in her head slowly at all the reactions that she had gotten today. “Oh, speaking of today - the nice lady at the dress store gave me her number,” Y/N suddenly spoke out, her mind far away from the new phrase she had learnt as she smiles over at the curious Gojo waiting for her to finish her statement. “She said she wants me to model a few pieces for her portfolio, and to text her whenever I am free next!”

“Well isn’t that an accomplishment?,” Gojo said with a grin, deciding to not bring up the awkward conversation again as they enjoyed a nice dinner at the sushi restaurant they were in; having a pleasant and interesting conversation with their chef as he introduced them to the different cuts of fish that were used for today’s menu. 

By the time the two of them returned to the college at night, the others had returned; including Yuta, who was playing on his console with Yuji and Toge beside him. Immediately Y/N perked up as she kicked her shoes off; ignoring the whine from Gojo for having to pick up after her as she happily skipped towards Yuta and hugs him from behind with an excited giggle. Wordlessly Gojo sighs before he picks her shoes up, grabbing her slippers after putting her heels into the cubby and made his way into the living room. Placing her slippers beside her feet so she can slide them on after she is done smothering the chuckling Yuta in hugs and kisses. “How was your day out today?”

“People thought Y/N-chan was my sugar baby,” Gojo replied to Maki’s question, his words causing the bespeckled girl to snort as she looks up from her phone with a smirk. “Really? I am sure you enjoyed the attention,” She teases as Gojo settles into a seat with a dramatic groan, stretching his long limbs out as Catoru meows and crawls in between his legs in greeting. “Not really. Met one of my one night stands, and she was a few moments away from causing hell for Y/N,” Gojo admits, to which Megumi just gave the man a look over his book, as if he was telling him off for his actions. “I’ve told you before about those women of yours. All they bring is unnecessary drama.”

“Yes, mama bear, I know. You and Tsumiki remind me of that a lot,” Gojo groans playfully before he looked over at the glaring younger male with a grin, playfully winking at him before he sighs. “But I am just a man. And I get tempted easily,” He said in a teasing tone, laughing out loud at the look of disgust both Maki and Megumi had on their faces. Nobara had just entered the living room with Panda, having been tasked with cutting some pears for the others. She immediately rushed to Y/N’s side, both girls gushing over the clothes that Y/N had purchased today. “Either way though, my goal today was achieved. I manged to bring her out to have a fun day so she isn’t alone. I think that means I deserve some praise.”

“Don’t go tooting your own horn,” Megumi sighs before he closes his book with a soft ‘snap’ ignoring the look of shock that Gojo tossed his way before he made his way towards the kitchen to check on dinner. Not even batting an eye at the whines that Gojo started to let out. Even more so when the tall male got up and chased after the younger boy with a pout.

“Megumi~ How could you say something like that without your heart breaking?! Megumi!”

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Chroma Challenge!

So, a Discord group I'm in did a little challenge. You get a palette or a color and you have to create something with just that. I think it's really meant for artists, but we decided both artists and writers could do it.

And to challenge myself, I did BOTH.

I did a doodle and a drabble. And because I am me, I just created more Sailor Moon content. I am a one trick pony, folks. XD

When I saw my palette, I immediately knew what I wanted to do. And it involves Camp Universe! One of my favorites.

If you did not read my Camp Elysian fic, you can click there to do so. You do not *need* to read it for this, but you can, and you should because it's fun and nostalgic. Anyway! The short version to catch you up is: the gang all work at a summer camp, Kayden is the main camp counselor. Morgan hates his guts at the beginning. Morgan ends up helping Serena and Darien sneak around because there is a strict no dating rule. Kayden does find out. By the end of the fic, Morgan doesn't hate Kayden any more, and he no longer things she's some dumb kid. I'll probably put the drabble up on A03 at some point, but this will do for now. It's not polished or beta'd. BUT. It did feel really good to write *something* after such a long time of not doing so. So, enjoy, or don't. *shrug*

“Excuse me, Your Tallness.”

Kayden’s eyes crept to the now cracked opened door, to greet the grinning blonde who had let herself into the cabin. Without knocking. But that was Morgan. He could let it slide. Her arrival was no surprise–as he’d heard her coming through the opened windows, chatting loudly as she always did with some other camper. So no, it was no surprise. He hadn’t realized it was already so late, though. He wasn’t quite ready to leave.

They had plans. Well, she had plans. He–he simply just followed her whims. “Are you ready yet?”

Today’s whim conflicted with his duties. “Uh,” he began, setting down the paperwork he’d been looking through into a neat pile. “One sec.” He looked at his watch, and then instinctively reached for his red clipboard. “Nuh uh,” she protested loudly. “No Clippy.”

He stilled and looked to her, hands on her hips, her finger wagging in the air as if he was a child reaching for the last cookie. He wasn’t sure what his face had contorted into, but she giggled and bounded over, pushing the clipboard back down to the old, stained coffee table. Then, she took his hand and began trying to tug him from the worn sofa. He knew not to reach for it again.

“I promise we will be back before you have to do your rounds.”

“Like the last time you ‘promised’?”

She rolled her eyes and tugged harder on his arm. “Just come on.”

And he did.

She interlaced their fingers, her hand so small in his, and began quickly leading him down a path of crushed gravel that led away from camp. Morgan was radiant and full of excitement, the last of the day’s sunshine glistening in her hair. He however could not help feeling like everyone was watching him. Watching him get pulled away from camp this close to lights out. What would they say to the one enforcing the rules sneaking off? He could hear the gossip already. Maybe he could come up with some lie? Some emergency he was taking care of. Morgan would tell him to stop worrying, that no one cared, and he shouldn’t care if they said anything anyway.

But he cared.

Mostly he cared because he hadn’t told his grandfather that they were dating yet, and he felt this terrible guilt for setting a bad example and breaking a rule. All behind the back of the greatest man he’d ever known.

But the thought of being away from her all summer was too much. They’d already spent so much time apart.

So, he didn’t disclose their relationship. He was so worried his grandfather would say no. That the rule was there for a very good reason, and grandson or not, he would not allow it. She could not stay. And what would they have done then? They could have continued just seeing each other on random weekends, talking on the phone after 8 every night, but Morgan was a pretty girl. And how long until the novelty of a long distance relationship wore off? How long until someone who lived near her started showing her attention? Before another Aaron showed up? How long before he wasn’t enough?

All this sneaking around was not as fun as Darien and Serena made it out to be the previous summer. It had only been two weeks, and he was so worried people would find out. That they’d rat him out and Morgan would have to go. He knew Jayden would never, but if he jokingly said he was going to tell just to get out of work one more time, Kayden might snap. Maybe he should just tell his grandfather? Rip the bandaid off. Get Jayden off his back. Stop lying and hoping to not get caught. His grandfather would understand, right? Morgan wasn’t just his girlfriend–

“Hello? Earth to Kayden.”

Kayden blinked. He hadn’t realized they’d arrived. Morgan raised a brow and cocked her head slightly to the side. “There you are. What were you lost in thought about?”

“Nothing,” came his casual response. But not nothing. Everything. Morgan was everything. Professing that though–

“Mmhm. Well, forget about nothing, we’re here!” she exclaimed, proudly showing off her surprise.

His hand felt cold with the loss of contact. Kayden looked around for the first time. He recognized this spot. He had caught Morgan chaperoning lunches for Darien and Serena many times here. He’d helped her cover for them here. Let them have their time in this not-so-secret make out spot. Those were the times he got to know Morgan more, as they talked while keeping lookout for the couple. When he realized she was more than she seemed.

She must have come before she gathered him, he thought. There was a quilted blanket–where she stole it from he did not know–covering a patch of grass between an open area of trees. It was quite serene this time of day, the noise of camp dying off, the shadows dancing along the ground.

She grinned when he noticed, said “tada” in her over-the-top way, and sat down. “Take a seat,” she said while patting the blanket next to her. 

She looked so pretty sitting there, the last rays of the light kissing her face and the long shadows from the trees covering the surrounding area like a blanket. He joined her and was rewarded with her leaning into him. He wrapped an arm around her and enjoyed the warmth.

“It’ll be dark soon.” He didn’t know why he said it. He probably ruined the mood, and he instantly regretted it, but the weight of getting back on time was heavy on his mind. He couldn’t help it.

“I know,” she said quietly, leaning closer, looking out toward the slowly retreating light.

He hadn’t figured out exactly what the point of coming out here was yet, other than just being alone together. Which he didn’t mind. He could be a little late for that. He leaned over and tenderly kissed the spot on her neck just below her ear. 

Instead of reciprocating, Morgan laughed and pushed him away. “Stop! You’re going to miss it!”

Kayden was confused. Why were they out here, of all places, if not for a little fun?

Morgan rolled her eyes and leaned back into his frame. “You remember when my family took me for vacation out of state for Spring Break?”

He nodded. They’d absolutely annihilated their plans to see each other with that spur  of the moment trip.

“On the phone one night while I was away, you described how pretty the sunset was.”

He remembered. After their plans had been ruined, Kayden had offered to come help his grandfather do some spring renovations. The hard labor was a welcome distraction.

“And you said, you wish I could have been there.” She paused, and he pulled her in close. “So, I wanted to share a sunset with you, since we couldn’t before.”

“I do remember,” he replied, kissing the top of her head. “Thank you for remembering.”

He would remember this as the night he resolved to tell his grandfather about Morgan. And how much he loved her.

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RWBY X Justice League... TWO!

Gonna do another liveblog while killing some time. Here goes!

-cut for length-

UHD is 480p? This movie has been out for two weeks and it's not 1080? I thought the first one was only that way bc I got it day-of!

Ugh, I wont get mad over it. The YT edition gave me trouble the last time too - let's just see how it goes.

Recap! Took me a minute to realize this is the Weiss vs Bruce music from the first movie - which is definitely the closest we've gotten to classic RWBY music.

"'Grimm' as in, "The Brothers"?" For half a second I thought she was referring to the Gods of Light and Dark but no as in the authors 'Brothers Grimm' because the DC universe is supposed to be Earth and fairytales are just fairytales here. Are they gonna lean more into the allusion aspect of RWBY et. al now that we have a world where Red Riding Hood and the others are just stories?

Jurassic Park moment with the Pterrorsaur. Except this time they can literally smell fear.

Epic Ruby moment vs the Taijitu (first time in Maya), love how creative the fights are.

Grimm on Earth turn to gunk? Hopefully it's just goo and not regeneration-goo (like the Wyvern 'Blood' in v3).

Ooh, when the Kilg%re/Goliath gets punched the cracks are yellow. Color scheme: red, white, black, yellow.

When I saw the flash of purple tailing Batman I thought TYRIAN!? Nope, it's just a Scorpion with a modified tail... suspiciously like Tyrian's. Guess Watts is involved after all.

Saw this preview clip, but ow. Weiss is still hurting from losing Atlas, and I honestly don't blame her. That was her home, and it's straight up gone. Glad to see this carry through from v9, as well as Ruby's post-renewal mindset.

Voice changer to keep the mystery voice a mystery.

Mmm Flash angst. Reminds me of v9 Jaune. Blond boys get no sleep.

Had to pause on Weiss' contacts screen and I love that shes got all her teammates, all her family, and Maria just, lurking. Lol

Clearly Maria has her own scroll but I do have to wonder how good she is at tech things given she has such a close-cropped image. Or maybe she doesn't give a shit XD.

Love love love that conversation with Klein, I love that this is the direction of Weiss' character arc and I love that daddy issues whammy of 'He abandoned Atlas long before it fell.' 'Do you mean Atlas, or your family?'

Time dilation double pun. The 'when you are needed most' line at the end of v9 and Weiss being the one saying 'we have experience with that' considering one of her glyphs is Time Dilation.

Blake breaking down the door feat. Yang's flirty wink.

XD Ruby entering the portal in style

We finally got a 'not in Kansas anymore' referenceeeee.

Oh, split up along Weiss/Blake and Yang/Ruby this time, glad to see it! Time for sisterly conflict.

Heh. Joker and Harley watching the city burn.

Oh now I see why Blake went to Gotham. Cat. Bat. "This is where he's from. I get it now."

The way Ruby just knew that she'd still be able to move like she did on Remnant. My girl. (Was worried for a sec she was gonna try to Silver Eyes it and that would fail)

"You learn not to question Flash's villain roster." That got a laugh out of me and I don't even know about Flash's lore.

Something about Weiss mentioning "Mr Freeze" while dressed as an Ice Princess is funny to me.

The particles on Blake and Jessica's fist bump :D

Aw man, it IS regeneration goop!

I guess 'consciousness is stored' is how we can get Watts in a post-v9 crossover. Technomagic stuff.

Weiss proving she's the queen.

Hope Cyborg isn't corrupted.

Love this Cobra/Dragonfly grimm. Clip it's wings!

'We need more firepower.' Enter Yang with an epic save.

Hold on, are Yang's flame punches the color of the lesbian flag?

Are we gonna a get a 'speedsters need to slow down' moral here? With Flash also rushing into danger and nearly getting killed?

Anyway, planning session time.

The truth revealed.

Honestly, 'no body no death' kinda applies here like we KNOW that Watts died either burning to death via Cinder's wish or when Atlas fell but he was surrounded by computers at the time as well. It could have literally been the last thing he ever did. (Or he did it during v7 since he already wormed his way into the Atlas network via Jacques).

Via Jacques. Man. Watts really is Weiss's personal villain.

The whole 'transferring consciousness' thing also reeks of the Aura Transfer machines used on the Maidens, but I always assumed that was Pietro's invention so he could give life to Penny. Maybe Watts stole or twisted the concept for his own use.

Yang seeing the Ruby in Flash mmmmm. The way he looks at her arm and asks 'what happened?' and Yang explains how she felt ooooooooo. Flash explaining that Kilgore is no longer in his brain but he hears and sees him all the time.

Blonde PTSD buddies WOOOO-

Meanwhile Ruby and Clark orphan bonding. Not entirely sure how Ruby will take the 'I make my parents proud for fighting for the things they died for'

Also given that some of Summer's first "lines" in the show was Red Like Roses Part 2 "baby please don't do what I did/I don't want you to waste your life in vain"

And on that somber note -break time!

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