#ok now i see some embarassing mistakes but i guess i will let it go anyway sdfsdfsd

[kaoridraws]

I think I will call it finished by now. Phew, it took me a lot of time!

#sailor moon #usagi tsukino #rei hino #artists on tumblr #sailor mars #ok now i see some embarassing mistakes but i guess i will let it go anyway sdfsdfsd #high-res is available for my patrons!

[guigz1-coldwar]

'Heavy task' : New chapter for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out !

"Heavy task"

Chapter Summary : After an troubling memory, Yirina is meeting Park's friends that will compose their team

To read it on AO3, click here !

Words : +3300

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I can say that Park really make an good team by choosing her friends and frankly, the fact that we are only four is pleasing me by a lot. I don't like to be surrounded by too much people in such a place like this and if those people aren't friendly with me, I'm able to quickly freak out, leave the hell out of here and never coming back. Hopefully for me, Park's friends seems to appreciate me and I appreciate them back too. They're very cool to talk with and even if Greta is Park ex-lover, I have a good feeling about her.

Once Garrett and Greta got themselves installed in their respectives rooms, they came back in the living room for the briefing I have prepared with Park as she asked for me to help with that. Of course, we had to explain everything that happened in just one month : the raid on the first warehouse that was my first mission after I was back, the Nightclub's events, the quick rescue of Park from Perseus's hands, our track about the buyers in New Orleans for us & Irak for the others and to finish, what happened in that mall two days ago in New Jersey.

They were quite amazed of hearing about all of this, that happened in just one little month as apparently, missions against Perseus weren't so common in the beginning of the year, meaning that with my return, we have taken a new speed against Perseus.....or it was him who did this. When the briefing was done, we spent the rest of the day to try to find something new again in the archive room of the house that Park presented to me last day : it was more like an office with tons of cardbox, books and papers. We searched for anything about the warehouse that we were going to scout & strike but nothing on it, let's say that we can thanks the MI5 for learning about it because we would have nothing if they weren't here.

Like we planned at the evening, it was time for us to go to the warehouse for our mission. It was located in the Schmargendorf district of West-Berlin, almost at the center of the city and it took us more than 20 minutes to get positioned near a safe place near the warehouse for our little scouting. For that part of the mission, we decided to split up in two teams as we used two cars for that : I decided myself to team up with Greta, letting Park with Garrett, knowing that everything will be fine.

Each team were positioned at the opposite side of the warehouse, me & Greta at the north of it, Park & Garett at the south of it. We stayed in our car that we parked on a parking, having have a big view on one of the warehouse garage door. The building wasn't big enough but it was large enough to have guns and intels inside.

"Anything on your side ?" It was Garett's voice speaking through the radio we brought in to communicate of any events from each side 38 minutes after our last communication. It was 8:38 PM "Nothing here for the moment."

"We can say the same here." Greta was the one to reply at the radio, keeping her eyes on the entrance we were watching. She was sit in the passenger seat as I was the one who drive the car, having my hands on the wheel.

"Just got some unusuals civilians staying near the door." I added, looking at two mens that was like guarding the door from intruders....very suspicious...."Guess you have the same thing to your side..."

"Yes, got three men in here." Park told us, revealing that this warehouse was used by Stone as a building like that can't be guarded like that. "We will keep you in touch for anything new."

"Sounds good, over." Greta said as the radio went off, leaving only us in the car alone, watching the warehouse.

"Now, we have to wait." I exclaimed, tapping the wheel with my two index fingers, almost looking a little bit nervous, like a way to destress.

"You're looking quite nervous." Greta guessed, having seen me doing those taps on the wheel as she redressed herself on her seat.

"Just an way to calm myself down." I explained to her, stopping my moves to look at her for an second before getting my eyes back on the entrance.

"Can I ask you something, Yirina ?" Her question make me look back at her, curious of what she want with me, so I nodded to her. "You said that Bell was not longer your name, why ?" I never thought of that question from her as I thought she will ask for me about how I know Park well...

"Let's just say that I had an disagreement with the CIA." I replied, releasing a little breath from my mouth.

"Really ? But I thought that you're working with the MI6 ?" She continued to ask, thinking that there were something anormal with me....and that was the case.

"Bell....well, it's a name I gained by the CIA but I never really liked it so when I stopped working alongside the CIA, I stop using that name." I added from my response, giving my thoughs on 'Bell'.....the woman that I was before and still in me.  "It's not something I'm proud to have used that name."

"Park said you have defected in 1981, is that right ?" I nodded to her, she seems very curious with me. "And then, you worked in the MI6 for three years and I never heard of you."

"Well, I preferred to work alone, in the shadows if you know what I mean....." I started to said, raising an eyebrow to her. "Can I say that you're a very curious with me, Greta ?" I asked her back.

"For me, you're a very mysterious woman, Yirina Grigoriev." She responded, looking at me with an smile, almost sounding in a seducing voice. "Mysterious &....very pretty."

"Uhm...thanks you." I said, almost troubled to have this remark to me outside from Park. I tried to look away from her, focusing back on the entrance.

"Hm, it's very hot in that car." She started to said and for me, it was pretty strange.

"You're kidding ?" I scoffed "It's freezing in here and outside too." I added, giving me just chills by talking about cold, moving my hands together to blow some heat inside of them with my mouth.

"Don't know, must be something in the car doing that to me." She told me as I gave one quick look to discover her having removing her top button of her shirt and unzipping her jacket...giving me a lovely look.....what did I got myself into ?....."Must be....also someone..."

"Uhmm..." I breathed, embarassed suddenly to be here now with her, she is an great friend but...it's all weird now....

"Yirina, Greta, can you hear us ?" Park's voice came from the radio and thanksfully, it actually saved me from that weird situation with Greta.

"We copy." I spoke up, taking the radio in my hand in a quick move

"Join us at the small alley near the warehouse, we got a van that got inside just an second ago." She ordered us before the radio went off again as it was maybe time to strike this place down.

"Let's get going !" I said to myself as I started the car engine to drive off the parking we were on.

We acted in front of the guards like if we were just leaving the parking to go back home as they had their eyes on us all the way as we left the parking. I drove off away, taking a right turn before stopping the car in a hidden place, not so far from the rendez-vous point just next to the small alley Park asked us to join her & Garrett. Once we were out of the car, we took the equipment that we got into our trunk. Since our safehouse has a special room for guns revealed for me by Park, I took a XM4 with me, keeping my precious M1911 with me.

We equipped ourselves with bulletproof vests in hidden sight as the streets were pretty calm and no bystanders to see two womens gearing up. Then, we started to walk quickly inside the small alley where we could see Park & Garrett, also ready, armed & protected for the mission. She took her usual equipment as for him, he was also well-armed, having his own guns too.

"So, ready ?" He started after we got inside the alley next to them as he was standing on an closed dumpster bin, looking at a window to the inside of the warehouse.

"Yeap, armed to the teeth !" I joked about it, making him smile at me as he got down from the bin. "Stone is inside ?" I asked.

"No." He replied, breathing.

"It would have been too easy for us and frankly, Stone isn't going to show up that easily in here." Park added, looking away for a second, almost sounding angry.

"Inside, there's a lot of covers and at least 10 to 15 enemies." Garrett checked up his mag from his Krig 6, a gun that Greta is also using. "Mostly not wearing an protection and a small part, slightly protected."

"You spot maybe the man in charge of the place ?" Greta questioned him but he shook his head at the same time he took his mag back into his gun.

"Guess that if we hear someone yelling orders, then we will know who we are looking for." I guessed and the three nodded in approval, almost laughing of it.

"Okay." Park took a breath before she gestured at us. "There's an door in that very alley, it's our entrance inside." She then started to walk away as we followed her.

As we followed her, I quickly checked the mag of my own XM4 in case, not wanting to make an rookie mistake before charging our way inside the warehouse. The group weren't looking so nervous as this mission was their first since a long time. Apparently, it's been months that they didn't work all together and in here with them, I was feeling like a newbie discovering more about Park's friends and to be honest, it was very new for me.....like if I was relieving my first days after meeting Zasha in 1975.

We arrived near the door Park talked about, leading inside the warehouse. It was pretty strange that it wasn't guarded at all like if Stone mens forgot about it, making the things easier for our little group. Garrett decide to take the lead, positioning himself just next to the door as we got behind him, with me & Park aiming at the door while Greta was aiming behind us to make sure that we weren't surprised.

"Ok, let's do....." He was going to continue until the door suddenly opened itself....revealing two guards that were going to get here for an smoke, one of them holding a pack of cigarettes and when we all make eyes contacts, it was looking like the most embarassed moment in our lifes and then....

"Alarm !" One of them shouted inside in german as the other tried to reach for his gun below his jacket before Garett literally pulled a bullet right between of his eyes from his Krig 6 before we started to charge inside with him, throwing himself on the other guard that was finished to yell.

"Quick, move to cover !" He ordered and we quickly complied as the bullets has started to fly in our direction, getting ourselves right behind multiples covers : me behind an crate with Park as Greta got covered by an large pillar while Garrett was still struggling with the screaming guy. "Oh, shut up !" He reached his handgun to put the screaming guy out of the game before getting behind cover.

"What a start !" I scoffed as I peaked to get a look on the warehouse, discovering the place : 3 rows of racks, supposely filled with weapons crates and the van Park & Garrett saw at the other side of the warehouse on the enemy side. Then, I got myself back to cover, preparing my gun to shoot.

"Welcome into our group, Yirina." Park smiled at me before she started to fire with her MP5 on our right and I moved to fire at our left of our cover. "Garrett, hostiles at 11 o'clock."

"Got it !" He exclaimed, shooting in the direction that Park told him, precisely getting 2 guards out of the picture.

"Yirina, there's someone on top of that catwalk." Greta pointed at me to a catwalk at my right as she got next to me. There were an guard shooting with an SMG at her position so I stayed in cover, shooting at the guy and hitting him, causing him to fall from the catwalk to land on a pile of box. "Danke." She thanked me in german and I nodded to her.

"Throwing smoke grenades !" Garrett exclaimed, holding two grenades that he launched further in the warehouse, making us some good cover for us and an small instant to breathe as the bullet stopped to fly to us, instead hearing people coughing from the smokes. "Ok, we can advance now." He added, streching his left arm to reload his gun.

"Each one of you take a hallway between the racks." Park suggested and once the smoke were at their full capacity we decided to move out of cover to advance inside the warehouse.

Park took the most to the right hallway of the place, I took the one close to her, Garrett took the other one next to me as Garrett took the most at the left one. I advanced slowly inside my hallway as I entered the smoke screen and I was immediately greeted inside by an man holding an knife, trying to charge me with it. I took my XM4 in my both hands and I uppercutted the man with it, getting my M1911 out to pull an bullet in him, not wanting to get surprised by that guy after.

Further in the smoke screen, I saw two guys still coughing from the smoke until they saw me....2 against one....I needed to react fast so  without hesitation, I literally throw my XM4 in the guy that was at my right, getting my hand on my M1911 again. The left guy tried to attack me with his AK-47 but I was able to shot a bullet in his stomach, causing him to fall on his knees until I decided to shot another bullet in the head to fully kill him.

"Overkill....best kind of kill." I taunted to myself before I quickly focused back on the other guy who was able to recover and had his both hands on my XM4, almost ready to aim at me. I grabbed his collar and I headbutt him before getting him fly above me on the ground and then I was on him before I shoot 3 bullet into that guy that was still looking resisting to me. "Just fucking die !" I taunted to him as I shot the bullets.

Once it was done, I took back my XM4 and advance in my hallway until I arrived at the end of it, not even greeted by an single bullet but I could see someone enter an office and closing the door of it, it was maybe the chief of the guys in place. I was ready to go in until I saw Garrett arriving at the same time as me at the end of the warehouse. He was struggling with someone, a knife in his hand.

"Don't worry, I got this !" He shouted at me as I was ready to help him in his fight and then in a second, he actionned something in his knife, the blade of it going directly into the right eye of the man he was fighting with me. "Told you." He said at me before he looked at the office's door direction, having seen it too apparently. "I'm taking the guy, help Park and Greta !" I nodded as he runned to the office door before I could see a man falling back at my left, discovering Greta having shoot him.

"I'm okay." She breathed, looking at me with an smile and getting next to me, spanning over an dead guy she killed and then, I could see behind her an guard aiming at her with his own gun

"Watch out !" I yelled before I decided to throw myself on Greta to get into cover, avoiding her to get killed from that guy and as the same guy was about to shoot us again, he was immediately shot by someone....Park !

"Are you okay ?" She asked after getting out of the hallway she was taking care of, finding me on top of Greta before I removed quickly from her.

"Really good, thanks for the save, Park." I told her with an smile as I got up to reach for my gun. "So, is this it ?" I looked around, seeing only dead bodies and us alive.

"Guess so...." Greta started before we hear a loud noise of a window getting broken. It was the guy that me & Garrett saw getting into the office, flying through the window of it as Garrett was getting out of it by the same way....walking.

"Sorry, he tried to kill me !" He exclaimed at us, almost sounding apologizing at he walked to get to the guy he just threw throught the window.

"Go fuck your...." The man wanted to say until Garett kick him right into the face with his feet, knocking the guy out for the moment. At this moment, we all take a breath as we have just finished our mission and making quite a mess in the place.

"I can say that the MI6 will like to tear this place apart !" Garrett looked at the multiples racks, filled with crates before he put his eyes on the van that they saw. "Let's see what's inside." He walked to the van backdoors to open it, revealing an large crate.

"Wow, that's quite big." I said, looking at the crate as Garrett get inside the van to have the crate outside and I decided to help him....we all to because it was very heavy. "What Stone is using to make this crate heavy ?" I asked to myself as we were finally done with it, putting the crate on the ground.

"Got an crowbar." Greta told us, handing the object to Garrett and then, he opened the box with it...revealing multiples rocket launchers in it.

"Can say that Stone is still loving those !" Garrett took a breath at seeing those, making me think that Stone really like explosives.

"RPG.....american model." I whispered, taking one of it in my hands to check, it was unarmed and safe to take....until I realized that there were something wrong with it. "Wait, it's more heavier than I thought." I proclaimed, curious about it.

"Do you think there's something inside ?" Park asked me, also curious before I decided to tap the RPG on the ground, getting some small packages from it.... "Fuck, that's drugs !" She was sounding more shocked to see those white packages on the ground.

"Stone is now into drugs !" Greta whispered before taking also one of the RPG to do the same as me, discovering another drug packages.

"Shit !" Garrett was taken away by that, like everyone else in here. "And to say, it's just one box." He looked back at the racks, probably filled with guns & drugs now. "MI6 is going to be in heaven with that."

"Did we just make an big move today ?" I asked to everyone, feeling good & better than before, having doing this.

"Of course we did !" Park affirmed to me, putting her hands on my shoulder. "We're going to take this place apart, waiting for the cleaning crew to arrive and after we're done here....." She started, taking a quick look around the warehouse, focused on the racks and then, looking at all of us.....

".....we will go for an drink !"

#black ops cold war #bocw #call of duty cold war #cod black ops cold war #cod cw #cod cold war #fanfic #helen park #fem!bell #yirina grigoriev

[instantlyexhaustedowl]

"He was my first love... And only one."

Summary:

Old photos, one old love and two not that old twins. A bit of talking after Weirmaggedon. Stan listening to his bro-bro memories about college lover.

Notes:

Please be kind to me, it's my first fanfic in English and also my first fanfic i have ever posted.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28580418

Ford was nostalgically sorting old photoes. Wrinkled paper gently rustled in his weary hands. All those memories, forgotten things with distand feeling of lost love, whole past in his worn out hands. "Ya look sad, bro," Stan's voice broke the silence of Ford's room. His twin was looking at him with curious brown eyes covered with thick glasses. He leaned on the doorframe.

Older twin  smiled sligtly, running his polydactyl hands thru grey hairs. Fingers touched silver stripe that cut thru dark grey hairs. He felt suddenly old and exhausted. "Just... Overthinking past, i guess." He patted spot on the sofa next to himself, showing that companion is welcome.

"Pics?" asked carefully Stanley. His mind was still a bit wobbly, but he remembered nearly everything. Definitely good sign. Stan sheepishly sat next to Ford on the sofa. Old matress swayed under his weight and caused, that Ford leaned a bit agaist Stan's shoulder. "What? Oh, yeah... Pictures. Old ones." said author of the journals with sigh while his hands gently folded photos on the lap. "Hehe, 'm probably not in your colection,...  Hey that one... that guy looks cute," chuckled his brother. He pointed at picture of tall smiling boy, maybe a bit older than twenty-one. Long sand blond hair, big blue eyes brightly shining with happines were hinding partly behind small round glasses. That noodle nerd had two daysies tucked behind his ear, big smile on his face. He looked like hippie college student. "Yeah... Fantastic old friend of mine. Wait! It...He is a man. Why do you think he is cute?" suddenly asked Ford. Stan was ladies man. Why he would think something like that?! Stanley blushed. His eyes wondered over room. Now seemed every piece of furniture like super interesting. "Ehh...No comment?" "No Stanley. We should be more honest with each other. We spend enought of our time pushing each other away. I just want to know why do you think that. No judgement, only curiosity." Old man mumbled something. Then he scooted away from Ford. Scietinst seemed a bit concerned. His brother was always the one who wanted to feel the others presence, but this was different. He was suddenly so shy. Ford like physical contact too but only from persons he loved and liked. Stanley was different- he loved patting peoples shoulder, hugging them even thou they were strangers. His attention was like contact sport. And sometimes it could change into one when that person made him angry. Ford's attention thou. It was more about reading between lines. "Pardon, Lee? I didn't understand." "I said... That i dated men too," sighed Stanley. His fingers were twiching. Eyes were trying to burned thru the floor into the heart of the Earth. He made himself look tiny. Whole body curled into himself. Ford's mouth formed into small silent "oh". "'m sorry... Gonna vanish, don't worry." "Are you crazy, Lee?! No vanishing, no going away." "But..." it was strange. Stanley could brake a montain with bare hands and now... He looked so vulnurable. Like scared teen he once was- standing outside in the middle of warm spring night hoping that Ford could forgive him. "But 'm nothing just familly disapointment. Stupid big idiot and even gay..." "If you say it one more time, i will punch you. Without warning! You are not disapointment! You are my best friend i have ever had and best twin brother i could wish for!" "Poindexer, i am weird old fag!" "Probably not. And that is absolutely horrible word, do not use it, please! You did loved Carla, hm." "And some other girls..." admited Stanley with blush of embarassment. "So you are bisexual. You like both." "'m not picky type," shrugged younger brother with hint of smile. He seemed more comfortable now. Hands put on his knees, eyes still sticked to the ground but he didn't look like persone who wanted to crawl under the rock and stay there for next few milleniums. "I am fag... At least that would Pa called me... If he had knew about it..." "That explains lots of things... And highschool," mumbled Stan scooting back so they shoulders touched again. "Pardon me?!" shrieked Ford. "You were curious only about science. And why girls didn't talk to you! Nothing was about girls, only why they kept ignoring you," explained Stan. Ford blinked few times, his face making pretty good impression of confuesed owl. Stanley was smugly smiling: "I've knew the whole time that you are not straight. 'm glad that Pa never knew about it thou. He would kick ya out too, maybe beat ya...Ya would never make it out unharm, on the streets..." "You were the one that ended up there... I can not forgive myself," two big tears started to roll down. Ford tried to dry them with his sleeve. "Poindexter, let it be. We are here, we are good..." "And gay," added Ford with tiny smile. Roaring of Stan's laught filled the room: "YEAH, we are gay! SO ... Who was that cutie? First crush?" His eyebrows wiggled in devilish way. "First crush, first love and only one. He took my heart without asking and never gave it back..." His brother wrapped arm around his shoulders. "You are old sappy man, Ford." "I know. I... Everything could be so different." "What happened?" asked younger twin. He hated seeing Ford depressed. "First time he went back to his family, after a while he had one too. And later when we found each other... Portal happened." "Sixer! I ... I caused...! Did I....?" Stanford grabbed old photos. He hold them on his chest, close to his fast-beating heart. "It was my fault, we had huge arguement and split up. I should have listened to him, but i was the biggest idiot on this Earth!" Stanley suddenly gasped. "You were dating McGucket?! Old man MCGUCKET?! Oh holy hot Belgian waffles!" "Kids aren't home," snarkyly pointed out Ford still carressing his pictures. "In that case- FUCK!" Small smile crept on scientist's face. "May i tell you a story, Lee?" asked Ford. He looked way younger now. Shy blush on his cheeks, still a bit teary eyes behind glasses. But they were light up with memories. "Yep, ya nerd. I haven't heard romantic novel for a long time! Ok i saw one last night. But i want to hear yar romance," beamed happily Stan and made himsleft comfortable. He was now sprawled on sofa, legs streched infront of him, hands folded on his soft belly. "So...Tell me yar fairytale, bro-bro." "Lee you are so silly," nudged Stan's elbow Ford playfully. "Fine. Long time ago... Ok, i am really getting old and silly. We were college roomates. I liked him first time i saw him. He was true opposite of me. Emotinal, empathic, wonderfully talented. His genius was amazing. After a while we got closer and closer. Fidds was so carring, nearly motherly. You should saw him when i was ill. I phoned dad, that i needed some money... to see a doctor, cause i felt really awful. He... shouted at me- to be a man and sleep it off. So i tried it. And fainthed during one of our classes we had together. Fidds did knew what to do, he took care about me. Got me to our room, helped in bed where i stayed for next week barely knowing about world. I don't remember much, my fever was too high. All seemed like a dream. After i got better i found him sitting on the window frame. His eyes were looking into starry night, silently crying. He was aftraid about me whole week and...He finally snapped... We started dating few days later." Ford had tears on his cheeks while he hold old pictures like precious treasure. His hands were clutching them, only gems he had from his past. Someone knock on the door frame. Fiddleford Hadron Mcgucket stood there. He was dressed in jeans, silly shirt with watermelons and drinks on it. He had crazy bowler hat with daisy that kept danggling. Still with beard that could belong to the oldest wizzard in the Dungeons, Dungeons and more Dungeons, but under it was hidden smile. "I swear Stanferd, ma biggest mistake was leaving ya. And i fool made it twice!" Stanley looked at them with squint eyes trying to seem like he fall asleep. "Stop foolin' us, ya'r great conman, but that's horrible try," laugh Fidds hopping on the sofa from Ford's free side. He covered one six-fingered hand with his small one. They fitted perfectly, like two pieces of puzzles. Maybe their hands were a bit cold, but hearts were still aflame with passion and love. "I guess now i've to keep an eye on two nerds," sighed Stanley. "Have fun ya two, i am gonna go to... Don't know. Want a coffee?" "Yeah we will join you," smiled Ford when Fiddleford hugged his waist. "Yej, coffee is great idea pals!" "Gentlemen, we will have gayffee party!" clasped his big hands Stanley and went to the kitchen, chuckling because he liked that new horrible pun. Ford froze a bit and then shouted: "Do not tell this term in front of Mable! Or we all end up covered in rainbow glitters! I don't mind them but i certainly don't like to drink them with my coffee!" "WHO SAID SOMETHING ABOUT RAINBOW GLITTEEEEEERS???????!" "Mabel, calm down! Honey, put that bottle of rainbow disaster down!"

#grunkle stan #grunkle ford #gravity falls #gravity falls fanfiction #not a stancest #fiddleford mcgucket #fiddle/author #Fidlleauthor #fiddleford+ford #my fanfinction #fiddauthor

[lucidpantone]

I still can't wrap my head around the acting I swear 😂 I dislike a lot of things about wtfock but if there's something I always thought they did the best as the casting choices, mostly the mains, Femke is pretty solid, not my favorite but pretty solid, Veerle and Willem H are fucking amazing. Even the ones that are not mains, Noa killed this season with just a few scenes, now imagine if the plot was actually good, Nathan N killed too, Nona is pretty solid, Lilith is actually really good, Willem Ds not even gonna comment, he came and delivered, that leaves me to question, what was in their minds to cast Romi as Kato? Didn't any other girl audition to the role? I refuse to believe she was the best. And what about Romi? Girl, open your eyes, you already have a solid job as a model, did you really have to go to nation tv and embarass yourself like that? Gosh I actually feel bad for her, that was not a good start. But what was any of them thinking? They can't be that oblivious, it was obvious for all of us she wasn't a good actress and they didn't see it?? They? The professional ones? The ones that should know how to identify talent? This is a mess

similar anon: God the way i dislike (not hate) romi, it's insane. I could write an essay about it but I won't of course as I don't know her personally but ajsjdkdkdkdfjhdhd.

I mean where do we even start....... So let’s give some insight on how wtFOCK cast their season. They do have a pseudo casting director but most of the early filtering and agent negotiations goes through this big casting agency located in Ghent. wtFOCK works with these guys a lot.Pretty sure some of the balloon squad got selected from some of their rounds. However luckily we know a little about the casting of Kato due to the tik tok influencer Caroline Van Cauter spilling a little tea. Firstly we know that wtfock specifically targeted influencer for Kato’s season. Caroline herself auditioned. Social following was a deciding factor for s4. We also know that wtfock knew that s4 would have a ton of sponsored content. So in effect this would need to be someone “traditionally” pretty. I myself asked why wasn’t she a poc of color then to one of my connects? They said Romi was specifically chosen due to her social following and brand associations. Romi has history modeling for well known clothing brands, makeup/hair care brands, and accessory brands. Ok so I get all that, so my biggest question is did no one test screen Romi? Like did the director give this girl a script and test screen her with Noa? Because I 100% do not believe they did because let’s be honest Romi has a very limited range concerning how she emotes emotion on screen. It’s very flat and she almost emotes what she think is an emotion versus actually just acting out the emotion. She is just super under developed. So why give someone with such limited range a character that would need to be able to run the gamut emotionally in their season? BIG MISTAKE!! Also,Because guess what? We, as a Skam fandom just went through this experience watching Lola. Making your protagonist a subversive main isn’t even new in the Skamverse but also what did Lola’s character teach the fandom? 

That to even remotely make this type of arc digestible you need one hell of an actress to pull this off. Flavie is a beast! No one will ever deny that and even then with such a skilled actress people hated s6 so why would wtFOCK try to do the same but with a highly inexperienced actress is beyond me. Also from Flavie’s own interview the filming process for s6 was a super positive experience for her unlike with wtFOCK s4 where the director was screaming at Romi and making her redo takes until she burst into tears. Like am sorry but who ever was responsible for casting this girl also needs to get replaced in s5 (even tho s5 is fully casted I assume).

#lucidpantone anons

[delightfulstarlightparadise]

Imagine Eijirou Kirishima and Reader

Before we begin I'd like to state that English is not my main language so, sometimes, things I write might seem a little off. But, I am doing my best.

I am not sure if in Japan they accept tips(I guess I have read somewhere it is kind of unpolite) but for this fic, let's bring it to the american context.

Context: you work at Fat Gum's favorite bakery. You have a quirk, but you have never developed it well because you have anxiety issues since you were little and never wanted to be a hero. You are used to seeing Fat Gum and Suneater at the bakery.

Fat Gum seems to like being attended by you because you always give him some extra sweet bread.

But when he sends Suneater to buy the food, it gets weird because both you and him are social disasters. You have lost count of how many times you've listened to him say "you too" when you say "enjoy your sweet bread".

...

It is about 3 o'clock, right about time Fat Gum or Suneater come to buy bread. It always makes you anxious. You keep looking at the door, trying to guess if it is the fine Fat Gum with his calming bad jokes and nice tips or his weird sidekick of weird energy and interaction.

You hear the bell ring at the door and turn to it, your chest almost bursting with anxiety. Then you see him: a red haired guy wearing the most appealing hero costume you've ever seen. You are used to getting nervous around people wearing revealing clothes.(wich is not unusual)

"Hey! I need to buy some sweet bread." He says giving you the sharpest teethed smile you've ever seen, and you are used to attending animal people.

"O...ok." you answer, not being able to avoid staring at those teeth.

"Ahn... so." He says.

"Yes?" you ask impulsively.

"The bread?" he looks at you with an worried expression.

"AH SURE!" You almost scream, back to reality. "How many will you want?"

"How many?" He scratches his head. "Damn it, I forgot to ask. Just a minute."

He runs off the store leaving you with the tongs and paper bag in hands. It takes a while before he comes back, but you get stuck in that position.

"So... forty, please. Fat Gum said: Stop loafing around and get the bread! Hahahahahaha!!" He starts laughing but you can see it is fake.

The guy slowly stops giggling and you can see his face becoming the same color as his hair.

"Aah... I guess my dough has sinked with this one." He says, scratching the back of his neck.

You can't even get yourself to force a laugh because seeing other people embarassed makes you nervous. You get the bread as fast as you can and handle it to him. Almost ten bags of bread.

"Wow. That is a loaf of bread!" he tries to make another pun and snaps his finger, blinking at you.

You stare at him almost without breathing. When Fat Gum makes these jokes he truly believes they are funny and his laugh makes you calm. But this guy seems to be doing this unwillingly, just like Suneater the first time he tried to buy bread(it was a disaster, both you and him almost passed out).

"He... here you go. Have a nice day. En... enjoy your bread." You stutter, bowing a little not only to say goodbye,but also to hide your face.

"You too."

You stare at each other, in shock. At this moment, Suneater always runs away as if his life depends on it, but this guy stays, looking deep at your eyes.

He sunddely starts laughing, this time, for real.

"Hahahahahaha!!! I am such an idiot. I am sorry. Here, nice work!" He hands you some extra money as a tip. "Hahahaha! You too. Wait for Denki to hear this."

As he goes away, you are feeling a little calmer. So... Fat Gum has a new sidekick now?!

Just to think about one more possibility of client for the 3 o'clock sweet bread batch you start to hiperventilate.

...

You arrive your apartment after a long day of work, put on some comfortable clothes and turn on the TV to listen while you are preparing some noodles for dinner.

"There has been a big increase of villain activity lately, seen All Might's recent retirement. We advise people to stay alert and communicate the authorities..." you run to change the channel.

You gasp for air, kneeled in front of the TV. You hate listening to anything related to heroes and villains, it brings you bad memories from when you were young. You can see yourself again, about eight years old, crying for help while a hero and a villain fight in front of you. This has traumatized you.

After a while, you get better, in the TV there is now a documentary about spring and flowers. This makes you calmer. They show a rose in the TV and you can't help but think about that guy who came to buy bread for Fat Gum. Red and sharp.

You laugh at the thought of it. A Red and sharp guy. What could his name be? Rose hero? You can't help but imagine his quirk being the ability of controlling roses, you can see him beating enemies by throwing sharp roses at them.

To think about that... that guy was pretty handsome.

...

3 o'clock. It is time for any of the three sweet bread buyers to come for the hot new batch. Would it be the funny Fat Gum? The anxious Suneater? Or the new supposed to be Rose hero?

The thougt of it starts giving you tachycardia. All you want is for it not to be weird.

The bell rings and there he is. The guy from yesterday with his too revealing costume and shark sharp smile.

"Hey! Some sweet bread, please!" He says as he stops in front of the display. "Forty loaves, please."

You let go a sigh of relief. No little jokes, no embarassment. Just a pretty normal client asking normally for an abnormal batch of sweet bread.

You hand him what he asked for and tell the price in a low voice.

"Ah! Fat Gum forgot to give me the money! Just a minute!" he says, and runs out of the store, leaving you with ten bags of bread in hands and a couple of costumers waiting to be attended next.

You can feel some cold sweat coming from your forehead while the impatient costumers stare at you, waiting for him to come back.

He rushes in, handing you the money with an unconfortable smile.

"I am very sorry..." he reads your name in your bage. "Y/n. Here it is."

"No problem." you stutter. "Ha... have a nice day."

"Ok! Good job!"

"You too."

You stare at each other realizing your mistake. He starts laughing.

"I guess our interactions are always going to be kind of weird,right?" he says, smiling at you with amusement. "I am Eijirou Kirishima. But my hero name is Red Riot. Nice to meet you, y/n."

"Ni...nice to..."

"Hey! Are you gonna buy something else or what?! There are more people in line!" The next costumer yells at him.

He straight up apologizes and goes away with the packs of bread, leaving you to a very stressed line of costumers to attend.

Every 3 o'clock, Red Riot is there with his sharp smile and cheerful personality. Everytime something goes wrong: he forgets the money, he asks you for the wrong quantity of bread and has to return to ask some more, out of anxiety you give him the incorrect change and has to chase after him to correct it, he pays you the wrong quantity, there is even a day he says "kisses, bye" as if he is endind a phone call and the worst thing is that you reply the same. He always laughs, but you feel like dying. Dealing with Suneater was better than this, even though it was bad, but now Red Riot was the only one to come.

Until this day. It is 3 o'clock, you are snapping your fingers anxiously, trying to prepare yourself for what is about to come. You hear the bell ring and turn to the door, but you find yourself facing a guy you've never seen before.

He is wearing an overcoat and sunglasses and starts wondering about the bakery without looking at you. Your manager is in the back and the other attendants are busy with clients, so you walk towards him to ask if he needs help.

"Excuse me." you say. "Can I help you with something?"

It happens fast. He grabs you by the wrist and then your neck, his other hand becomes a scissor and he puts it on your neck. Everyone screams in terror as all of his hair also become blades and threaten anyone who tries to escape.

"I will chopp your head off if you do anything funny!" he screams at you. "Now grab all the money from the register for me. If any of you move, everyone is going to die!"

He gives you a bag and takes you to the register. You feel dizzy and your eyes are blinded by tears. You try to remember the combination to open it up, but you are too nervous to remeber.

"Do it, right now!" he yells.

"I... I am sorry I don't... I can't..." you can feel the sharp razor against your skin.

"You useless prick!!" he yells and with one of the blades of his hair, he cuts the register open. "Now fill in the..."

You hear the bell of the door ringing and think that is it for you, someone is trying to escape. he is going to kill you. Then you see him,Red Riot, but the sharp teeth are now locked in an angry expression.

The villain attacks Red Riot with the blades on his hair, but they all break when they reach his skin. You see him becoming a rock made monster and coming towards you without hesitation.

He punches the villain away from you, he flies over the balcony, breaking an entire wall as he hits it. You fall on your knees and start crying.

"Hey!" you hear Red Riot's voice and feel his hands on your shoulder. "Are you ok? Did he hurt you?"

You shake your head negatively, but can't find strength to speak.

A bunch of scissors come towards you, but Red Riot defends you with his body. One of them scratches your cheek and you feel like you are about to pass out.

"Damn you, hero! I am gonna finish you!! You are gonna regret..."

The villain is captured by an octopus tentacle and pulled out of the store. You see him sink into Fat Gum's belly.

Everyonelse is cheering but you are about to colapse into a panic attack. That is when you feel a gentle hand huggin you over your shoulder and handing you a paper bag for you to breath into. It is Red Riot, he is smiling at you.

"It is ok now. You are safe, y/n"

Somehow, the sound of his voice calms you down.

...

After a tiring testimony for the pilice, you are free to go to your house. You see him first thing when you leave the station.

"Hey! Are you ok?" Red Riot asks you.

He is not wearing the mask or the soulder pads of his hero costume.

"I am now. Thank you for saving me." You say, bowing at him.

"It's ok! Hehe... it's my job to do it." He replies smiling at you, his face blushed. "So... do you want me to walk you home?"

You stare at him, not being able to chose what to reply.

"Actually, I have to do it. Fat Gum said so." He says. "So you don't have much of a choice."

You nod to him.

You walk in silence till you arrive your building.

"Thank you again for saving me." You say, bowing at him once more.

"Don't worry." He answers, bowing back at you. "It is my duty as a hero."

"You know, I don't like heroes a lot..." you say shrinking your shoulders and putting your head down. "I am afraid."

"Hãn? Afraid of heroes??"

"Ah!" You gasp, realizing you should not have said that. "Sorry, it was nothing. I... have to go now, I have classes in the morning."

"You are a student too?" He asks.

"Yeah... I work half time in the bakery... but I guess we won't be working for a while."

"Ah... right. Too bad, I will miss buying your bread. I got used to seeing you everyday."

You turn around to get into the building, but he holds you gently by the wirst.

"Can I have your number?" he asks.

You shriek in confusion and pull your wirst to yourself, taking some steps back. Red Riot jumps back, once your sudden reaction caught him off guard. You stare at each other, both as red as his hair.

"SORRY! SORRY! I shouldn't have..." he starts bowing at you in apologies. "It is just that Fat Gum talked so much about this! I think he ended up convincing me that... I am sorry, I am very sorry."

You shake your head and hands as a "no problem" sign, but he probably understands otherwise, once he starts to apologize even harder.

"If I give you my number, would you stop talking?!" You yell at him, taking your pen and notepad out of your uniform pocket.

You write it down as fast as you can and almost throws it at him, then, run to your appartament without even saying goodbye.

You slam the door behind you and lean against it, breathing heavily. You are a communication disaster...

You are tired, traumatized once again by villains and heroes.

Yet, you can't help but thinking about that sharp teethed smile. It makes you feel calm again.

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Everyone obviously has a plan Pt. 3

Hello, I guess for now this is the last part of the story :)

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'Ehm, well, you see... he... uhm... well...' Marinette stammered on the verge of a small panic attack. Why did that darn cat decide to visit her right now? Doesn't he have anything better to do? Like annoying someone else? Alya opened the small window to let Chat in, only for him to realize his horrible mistake. His escape attempt however was stopped by Alya pulling on his tail, which resulted in him falling inside Mari's room. Marinette could just speechlessly watch her best friend manhandle the boy. If it weren't for her role in the current situation, she might even laugh at the whole scene. As it was Chat was trying to salvage his pride by getting to his feet fairly quickly, but his reputation was beyond repair at this moment. He was lucky enough that Alya didn't have her phone camera on. He could already see her posting the pictures and video on her blog with some hashtag like cat-astrophy or cat fail. 'Ok, would someone please explain what is going on here? Why is Chat here? Wait. Mari, is he the reason why you decided to give up on Adrien?' Alya asked incedulously. 'What? No. I mean- No!' Marinette tried to come up with a coherent sentence, but she failed miserably. 'What can you say in your defence, cat boy?' Alya turned to Chat. 'Why did you come here, of all places in Paris? Any particular reason?' 'I-I-I was on a patrol close by, aaand decided to stop by to visit my princess in her tower,' Chat recovered. 'Your princess?' 'Chat, you're not helping,' Marinette muttered annoyed. 'Marinette has helped me and Ladybug several times in the akuma fights, so I stop by from time to time. Is there anything bad about it?' 'No, but I think my alleged best friend has a lot of explaining to do. And I'm still waiting, girl.' She turned to Marinette again. 'Does he have anything to do with you taking down all of pretty boy's pictures?' 'I-I'm sorry, but I think I should leave. I am obviously interrupting...' Chat started. 'Yes, you should-' Mari started and at the same time Alya said: 'Don't you dare.' Chat felt terrified at this point, not knowing where to look, what to do or what to say. How could he get out of this? Why didn't he just once listen to Plagg telling him to wait a little longer before going to the bakery? Just why? And now he had to suffer consequences of his choice, namely two girls - one looking at him as if she was planning to make him suffer, in a very bloody way, and another that was firing questions at him at a lightning speed. He was doomed. He looked helplessly from one girl to the other, trying to come up with any solution that wouldn't involve physical pain on his side. No such luck. And still he couldn't miss the mentions of his name and pictures, that Marinette said were on her walls because of her interest in fashion. But what did then Alya mean 'give up on him'? He was obviously missing a point here. A very important one. 'So, Marinette? Is the kitty-kat the reason why sunshine boy is out of the picture?' 'No, he isn't.' Marinette shook her head. 'I told you my reasons and I didn't lie.' 'Ok, girl. I believe you. I should go now, I have to babysit the twins. But you are not getting away from me, I expect all the details. And an exclusive interview on your relationship with Paris' cat superhero. Bye, see you tomorrow at school.' Alya waved at the two of them. As soon as the trapdoor closed behind her, Marinette looked at Chat mortified and enraged at the same time. 'What are you doing here?' 'Well, as I said, I was nearby and I thought I would stop by to see how are you doing. In hindsight it might not have been such a great idea.' Chat answered sheepishly. 'Now she thinks we are... we have... we...' 'Are dating?' Chat offered. 'Yes.' Marinette hissed. 'But we aren't, so what is the problem?' he asked. 'The problem is, that Alya tends to come to her own conclusions, sometimes without verifying her facts, just like now. And it is going to be very complicated to convince her of the truth. As if my life wasn't complicated enough.' She sighed and sat on her chaise lounge. 'I'm sorry for causing you problems, princess. I offer my sincere apawlogies.' 'Ugh, not that again,' Marinette groaned. 'Why? Don't you find me amewsing?' His flirty nature came back full force. He flashed her a smirk. 'And what did I hear about you giving up on the Agreste boy? Were you two a couple?' 'That is none of your business, kitty. You know what they say about curiosity and the cat.' 'Come on, Mari, I'm your friend. What happened? You seem a little bit off.' 'You know that I had a crush on this boy for a long time, now you even know his name. Well, apparently, he is in love with someone else. And I found out only after I embarassed myself in front of him and was finally about to confess. So I have thought about it and I have decided to stop pursuing him. We will be just friends and I have to accept that. So that is what I'm going to do.' She smiled at him sadly. To say e was shocked would be an understatement of the century. He couldn't believe his ears. Marinette had a crush on him. Actually, on both of him. She had already confessed her feelings to him as Chat and now she said she wanted to confess to Adrien. What was he supposed to say? How should he act? 'Oh, Mari, I'm so sorry. I... Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?' A lonely tear escaped her eye, but she quickly wiped it away. 'Could you just please help me take down his schedule?' 'His what?!' Did she really have something like that? Marinette went to her table and showed him. His jaw fell to the floor. He has never seen anything so elaborte before. How does she know so much about his life? Who is this girl? 'Ehm... well... that is rather... unexpected and... detailed...' He looked at all of his activities written down in a calendar. There was a lot of them. How did she even know about all of them? 'Yes,' Marinette blushed, 'uhm, you see... I may have went a little bit overboard with this crush thing...' Chat's face visibly reddened. 'You could say that.' 'Can we please just take it down and never speak about it again? Ever?' 'Yes, that might be a good idea.' He stood up and helped her take the last evidence of her (obsession) crush down. 'So,' he started, trying to seem casual, 'are you going to be okay?' 'Yes, I just have to come to terms with my decision, but I think it's the right one, at least for now. He doesn't see me that way, so I'll just be his friend and support him whenever he needs it.' He smiled at her, knowing that he couldn't wish for a better friend than Marinette. How did he even deserve her? He was now, more than ever, determined to make her smile and laugh. But maybe he should leave out any pranks for a while. 'I'm sure he will appreciate that. You truly are amazing, Marinette. You are like an everyday Ladybug. Brave and smart and so kind to others.' He smiled at her softly. She froze at hearing so familiar words. 'What did you just call me?' '... everyday... Ladybug...?' There was a question hanging in the air. A slow realization, followed by widened eyes, and yet another panic attack. 'Mari?' 'You... him... you... how... oh my god... how could I be so blind? Oh my god, oh my god, ohmygod...' All of her interactions with Chat, with Adrien, every moment when Adrien was around and Chat was nowhere to be found, when Chat was there and Adrien was absent. It all made sense now. Then another realization hit her. 'Oh my god! I kissed Adrien Agreste. Several times.' Marinette rambled on and on. 'You what?!' Chat looked just as shocked now. She looked at him, as if she saw him for the first time, as if she just now realized he was in the room with her. She opened her mouth, but there were no more words coming out. Adrien was terrified. What did he just say? What did she just say? Something he said must have done this to her. What is so wrong with calling her everyday Ladybug... only... SHIT! He realized his mistake. Ladybug was going to hang him by his tail from the Eiffel Tower. He would bet his miraculous on that. How could he salvage this? Was there any way to salvation at this point? Maybe if he tried to pretend that it was nothing, maybe just a coincidence... 'Is there something wrong?' He tried to act nonchalantly... and failed miserably when his voice broke at the end of sentence. 'How could I be so blind? I... we... Tikki...' 'Tikki?' Who is Tikki? Where did he hear that name before? ... Oh... Oh, no... Ladybug... Marinette? No, Marinette knows Ladybug in her civil life, that's why she knows the name of her kwami. But... 'Marinette, inhale... exhale... slowly... breathe in... and out...' Third voice belonging to a small red and black creature sounded. At that moment Chat got into the same state as Marinette. The conclusion he came to hit him like a truck. How was this possible? Could he really be so blind? Could she really have been so close to him all this time? 'M'lady?' She looked at him with wide eyes, really seeing him. 'Adrien?' 'Oh my god! I-I-I...' Words abandoned him. His brain left him there, standing, not being able to form any sentence, word, sound. How did this happen? Finally, she broke the silence. 'We weren't supposed to know.' 'Marinette, it was not your fault. Eventually the identities are always revealed. Even though usually it's much later on.' Tikki tried to calm her chosen. 'But what about Hawkmoth? If he finds out...' 'Then we make sure we beat him first.' Chat said. 'We are a team, Bugaboo. No matter what, we always help each other and find each other. Obviously, even out of suit.' He grinned. 'Pound it?' He offered his fist. Marinette looked at him hesitantly. He was waiting patiently, smiling softly at her. She couldn't help herself and smiled back at him. 'Pound it.' 'So... I hear you have a teeny tiny little crush on a certain boy.' Chat started with a teasing smile. 'Stop it. I told you never to speak of it again.' 'Or should I say a major obsession with him?' He couldn't hold back anymore. 'Why didn't you tell me?' His face became serious again. 'I... I was afraid. Everytime I tried to approach you, to talk to you, I would become a complete mess, stuttering, clumsy mess. How could I even want to be with someone so... perfect. Even though, now that I know you are such a dork...' 'Hey! No need to be rude!' Chat crossed his arms. 'Now that I know, who you really are, I think I might reevaluate my previous decision.' She looked at him shyly. 'That would be wise, my princess. Knowing what I know now, it would be most beneficial.' He stepped closer, his fingertips slowly brushing her hand. 'I'm sorry that I didn't see you sooner.' 'Better now than never.' Marinette smiled at him and slowly closed the distance between them. His arm tenderly encircled her waist, pulling her closer towards him. It might have lasted a second, a minute or a century. Time didn't matter anymore. 'Uhm, Chat, Adrien, could you please detransform? I think Plagg might want to gloat about this for a while.' Tikki interrupted their bliss. 'Oh, yes, sure. Sorry. Claws in.' A small black cat-like creature flew out of the ring and instead of Chat Noir Adrien Agreste was standing in her bedroom. Adrien Agreste. In her bedroom. Adrien Agreste is Chat Noir. 'Oh my god!' Marinette exhaled again. 'What am I going to tell Alya?' 'Don't worry, I'm sure that between four of us we can come up with a plan.'

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Eldarya Valentine Event Review

So, as everyone who reads the guide blog knows, I try my best to stay 400% neutral there; I don't want to impose my opinions on people who just want to know what the right answers are and, to be honest, I tend to keep to myself anyway. But I've often been asked to share my opinions at least on this Tumblr (there was actually a poll a few years ago, where I asked if people wanted that and I just realized I never started posting opinions anyway. XD sorry, I'm so terribad at this) so here I am, being asked my thoughts on the matter and answering, for once. I also noticed I suck at tagging; blame the fact that this is just an info-blog about the guide website, I promise I'll go back and sort them out. I will tag Personal opinion posts or the ones about myself with "Purrsonal" so you can skip them if you want. (All) that being said, the Valentine event... under the cut because it’s extra long.

As usual, it started with bugs. Yeah, ok, let's move on, there is nothing new to say. I really wish they tested this stuff a bit before tossing it on us. 

"Victim of its own success" my @$$.

Outfits: Truth be told, I overall don't like them. There are some pieces that I find absolutely great but that is it. Valkyon's especially is really weird to look at, more like a chastity device than date outfit, even if I do like the boots, and the shoulderpads aren't that bad I guess. Hopefully people have better taste than me and can appreciate them more, but for me, having to pay potentially so much more than usual for outfits that I like far less was a bit of a disappointment.

Money: In that regard, yes you do pay more, a lot more, it's not just you, it's a fact. On average (there was some market involved, plus the occasional energy potion... blablabla) the 2017 event, assuming optimal completion (not spending more than strictly necessary) cost a whole 80 maana (or less!) for 3 outfits. The 2018 event? 0. Yep, all free. 2019? We are talking about 1200 maana (optimal completion) and we all know many of us didn't optimally complete. It sucked.

True, this is the only event you can finish early without spending a single gold coin (2017 and 2018 required gold coins if you made mistakes or skipped some days that didn't depend on knowing the answers), but it's also the only event where if you want the companion you have to pay. 2017? present from Leiftan, free. 2018, Completion Prize, free.

Companion: As someone who watched My Little Pony as a toddler, it's simply adorable. Diabetes-inducing adorable, but still adorable. Plus, it's animated (but it kinda looks like it's having a seizure...)! Is it the start of a trend? Stats are really not great (unless puberty hits reaaally hard and the adult is a half-miracle), but I caved in and bought it at least on the Italian version. It sucks that it's not free. :( The fact that the companion could only be obtained by paying for it was the biggest downside of this event for me, and I think that it was also the first time this happened outside an episode since the game came out internationally. /Sadpanda.

Background: I love backgrounds, and this is very sugary, but beautiful; I just wish it didn't replace the companion as completion reward, because if I HAD to choose between the 2, I would have preferred the latter, as much as I wish we had more event backgrounds, companions are just more useful, especially for newbies.

Mechanics: My biggest complain here is the cost, too high. We had all foreseen the use of the newly acquired alchemy minigame as the engine for this event, and while some don't like it, I was ok with that. It's just too expensive to be likable. We never had to pay so much for a Valentine event and I hope it won't repeat itself. On the bright side, it's not a skill minigame, so it's not something we can fail. Considering the issues many had during the last events, perahps at least THAT is a good thing. It's nice that you can find the ingredients everywhere, including the low energy areas, but I would have preferred if they had split the loot pool among them instead of everything dropping everywhere; finding everything you need for a specific outfit, especially the scrolls, is extremely hard with these chances, and the scrolls are 100 maana. Which brings me to the next point: the final questions. While I like the idea of a tiny-mini-episode inside the event with its answers to guess, God Bless the guides, because I'd like to see people complete this event using no extra maana or gold, without relying on people who paid to advance faster. If you try to do it staying in those 1200 maana, the optimal completion, you submit yourselves to the the RNGesus, and it could take DAYS to complete a route. Now, imagine getting a couple of answers wrong, and having to wait a DAY to retry... get them all wrong and you take 13 days JUST for the answers... it's a bit crazy. Cant we have, I don't know, an attempt every 4-6 hours? It's like they are really trying hard to make us spend money this time around.

Story: Well, can't say that I liked seeing Gardienne "Unable to control herself" and cheating on her boyfriend, mostly because I don't think it was necessary. If you haven't played episode 19 yet, the boyfriend is not mentioned, as you are in that weird out-of-time situation where there is no boyfriend yet, and it doesn't feel as terrible. Yes, "you" are still kissing someone you may not like for the sake of the outfit/illustration with no option to opt out, but at the same time, it's quite mild and it is just a dream... I wish it had been like that for accounts past episode 19 as well. This version leaves a sour taste in my mouth and knocks my Erika LOM meter down a few notches. Yes, I understand it's a dream, and I'm fully aware people dream really weird stuff sometimes, where you do things you'd never do in real life and have no control over yourself, but she doesn't even show any embarassment or regret upon waking up. I also do not identify with the MC in this kind of game so I'm mighty fine with disliking her or her actions (not the first time~~~); I would probably not have minded a situation like this for the story's sake. It would have been interesting to explore (although, I'm always a bit scared about trusting Beemoov with this stuff, they can't handle it very well). But it is supposed to be a cute valentine event, and it would have taken so little to make this more palatable for everyone. Was it really necessary to add this tiny bit of angst?

Overall opinion: I know I criticized a lot, this event was probably among the ones I've liked the least, mostly for the excessive cost and some debatable choices on the story. I did like some things though, including using the alchemy minigame (I know I'm in the minority here :p), mostly because it requires no skill, something that has caused issues in the past - minigames hard to play on touch screens, color impairments, etc., etc. - and I liked the fact that they removed Daily gates - the fact you couldn't advance past the missions of the day unless you paid. This event could be completed in a day if you wanted, and with a bit of luck without spending a single gold coin, that was nice. I'm not sure I would like another event like this, but there was some potential that I hope won't be immediately discarded.

Loved the best (ranked 1st to 4th + Bonus to be fair since I listed 5 things I dislike XD): 1. I LOVE THE TIMER ON THE CORNER, underappreciated little bastard *heart* 2. No daily gates, you could finish the entire event in one day or in 12, without spending extra money. 2. The mini-episode at the end. The idea of it at least, I've already said I don't like some of the... content. 3. No luck with explorations? You can finish the event with maana. It's nice that you can use maana (and not gold coins) to finish the event if you are unlucky or don't have enough time. 4. No hard-to-do minigames (I've never had an issue with them, but I've heard of hundreds of people who did.) 5. The background and the companion were overly cute.

Hated the beast (ranked 1st to 4th + Special guest star): 1. Companion in Gold coins only, my biggest disappointment 2. The whole cheating thing. Why? Was it needed? 3. Having to pay maana for an event, when the ones before were all free 4. Disregarding personal taste, I don't think Valkyon outfit was suited for a Valentine day date. 5. And once again, the bugs. I just... don't... have... any polite words left for it. It's last only because it's featured in every single event, so it has lost the novelty effect.

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7 minutes in heaven- Chapter 3- Truth or dare - part I

Hey There guys! First of all, I would like to thank all those who are follwing my story !! Your Support is essential! Thank you so very much!

Secondly, I'm so sorry if it has some grammar or english mistakes, as you all know english is not my native language and it really is a challenge to write everything you want in a foreign language.

Third, I had so much fun writing this cap !! I really hope you like it.

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The ends of the bottle seemed to dance in a rhythm of theirs own. Opposite and cohesive. And every spin brought a wave of relief followed by tension. All the players watched the object roll without wanting to stop. It was then that it seemed to tire. The bottle was losing it's by force, until it quieted down, trembling a little at the landing until, at last, it stopped.

Erina let out the air she had held since the bottle had begun to spin. A strong wave of relief hit her. She had escaped, at least this time.

On the other side of the circle, Yuki smiled victoriously. Her victim? Shun Ibusaki. And the girl knew exactly what the perfect challenge would be.

"So Ibusaki, are you ready?" Yuki's voice seemed to shudder with excitement. On the other hand, the boy merely nodded.

"Truth or dare?"

"Dare" the boy's unemotional voice made the red-haired girl widen her smile even more.

"I dare you to smile."

In a swift movement, the boy grabbed the glass full of 'rice juice' and took the contents in one gulp. Without sketching any expression whatsoever, the young man just continued the game.

"Truth."

"Hey! That's not fair! You had already chosen dare!"

"Leave him Yuki! He already turned the glass over, didn't he?" Alice clearly wanted to watch the world burn, even if she had to burn it herself.

"Oh okay then.So Ibusaki, why do you not smile?

"Because I do not feel like it." The boy answered in the same calm voice he always wore.

Alice lightly rubbed her forehead and whispered.

"This will take a while..."

Again the bottle was turned. Erina could hear nothing but the sound of the friction between the amber glass of the bottle and the wood of the floor of Marui's room.

Again she sighed in relief. She escaped, this time was close. She watched curiously as Takumi's cheeks reddned slightly as he took in what was happening. On the other side of the bottle, Megumi seemed almost die. Her breath caught in a ragged breath and the frightened look seemed to convey the horror of being in an embarrassing situation like that. The Italian was the first of the two to speak.

"I'm sorry, Tadokoro, but I can't do this. I do not want to put you in this situation. So let me accept a challenge from anyone here. I'd rather be challenged to than have to ask such a question." Takumi kept his head down. He couldn't even show his eyes, which remained hidden in his blond fringe.

Megumi seemed to flush with the statement. She really did not expect such a noble act.

"Awn. A gentleman as always Aldini. But I do not remember adding that rule. Besides, I think the bottom of the bottle is pointed at you. Tadokoro will not bother answering a question or a challenge, isn't it Tadokoro?" Alice was really enjoying herself and Erina promised herself that she would avenge each of her friends.

- Hm? Ahh yes, yes, don't worry, Takumi.

"But Tadokoro." He didn't have time to finish the sentence. He watched the timid girl take the glass with her trembling hands and take in the contents as she grimaced in disgust.

"I guess that means she chose the truth." Takumi heard his brother say.

The Italian's blue eyes met the girl's golds and for a brief second he gasped, as if he had drunk the contents of the glass himself.

The young man heard someone clear his throat, certainly his brother, and remembered that he should ask a question.

"Very well, Tadokoro, allow me to ask the origin of your red amulet. The one I always see carrying."

Megumi smiled slightly, and Takumi was annoyed to find that he had never noticed how she had the most beautiful smile. The girl was positively surprised by the question. She really didn't expect Takumi to be kind even when he had to  ask a question in a stupid game. And she was really grateful for that.

"Well, it's an amulet that's been with me since I joined Totsuki. He gives me the courage I need to continue, reminds me of home, reminds me of why I'm here."

For a moment Takumi was afraid that the object had been given by an admirer or a possible boyfriend. He didn't know the girl's past and didn't even know the homeland she was talking about that she missed so much. But at that moment he was full with curiosity to find out more. But before he asked any other question, he heard the rumble of the bottle scratching the floor. And there it was, spinning again.

Alice was completely bored, she really had to hope that the bottle would fall toward her so she could teach everyone in the room the true way to play truth or dare.

She smiled even more when she watched the bottle stop in her direction. She could only have done something very wonderful for the heavens to toast her with victory. She looked into the green eyes of the victim in question and began the usual questionnaire.

-Well, well, well, Hayama, it seems we meet again, don't we? So..truth or dare?

The young man didn't seem worried at all. He drank the contents of the glass as if demonstrating his response through his act.

"Then you chose the truth, hmm ... a pity." Alice made a pout but then her eyes flashed and a wicked grin appeared on her lips. She leaned closer toward the boy and asked in a whispered and seductive way.

- Tell me something spicy

Everyone's eyes widened, except for them both. The boy answered the question quickly, giving no room for the perversions he imagined she wanted him to say.

"Red.." Alice just moved her head incentiveting him to continue "Chilli pepper"

Alice let the smile turn into a strong bite on her lips. She wanted to be able to give voice to her frustration, but she was content to just breathe a sigh of discontent as she waited for her colleagues to drink more to make the game more interessing.

She hoped the next round would be more fun and watched with disbelief as the bottle once more stopped in the direction of Hayama. However, the base no longer pointed to her, but to her faithful aide, Ryo. She wasted no time and started writing something in her own hand.

"You've got to be kidding me" Hayama grunted. At least this time he could choose dare. He knew Ryo very well to know that he would challenge him to a Shokugeki.

"Hm, what's going to be Hayama?"

"Dare." The boy's voice did not shake, and Ryo prepared to tie his cloth to his forehead, but was stopped by Alice, who just showed Ryo the note she was writing.

The black-haired boy quickly read the instructions and turned his attention to the white-haired boy.

"Miss Ali..." He was interrupted by poke from the girl at his side and spoke again," I mean, I dare you to go on a date with Hisoko"

"Excuse me?!" Hayama looked at Hisako who seemed to be paralyzed. "You can't be serious ..." the young man turned his gaze to Alice and pointed accusingly "It was you! You told him to say that, didn't you, Alice? This is against the rules!

"First of all I don't know what you're talking about. Secondly, I do not remember giving that rule and third it's very rude to say such a thing in front of the girl that you're going on a date with"

Hayama took a deep breath and tried to control himself. Whether he wanted it or not, she was right. Hisako was there and watched the scene all the time. She would have to go out with him because of a ridiculous game, he would not make it be even more embarassing for her.

"Ok" He turned to the pink-haired girl and only informed her of his decision. "Arato, you and I, Sunday night. I'll be picking you up at 6".

Hisako really didn't know where to hide her face. She felt Erina's hand shake her shoulder and bring her out of the trance she was in. She noticed that everyone was looking at her and all she could do was agree, nodding several times and not speaking a single word.

Hayama really didn't intend to go through with it, after all, he might as well agree with the girl of both of them to wrought some comments that they were on a date without actually having to go on a date. However, something in the girl's obvious shyness made him forget such a plan.

One more round, another pair with problems. Who faced the dilemma now was Isami, who challenged by Shoji, had to choose to drink the contents of the glass of one of the girls. He just turned to his side and politely ask Ikumi's permission to turn the contents of her glass. And he did it smoothly.

Erina had even forgotten that she could become a possible target for the bottle. She had fun with the questions, the answers and the possible challenges. Until her break finished. The bottle stopped in her direction. Astonished, the girl stared at the other side of the bottle and froze when she realized that the bottleneck was pointing toward her.

Somewhere in the circle, she heard her cousin speak.

"Well finaly! Looks like the game has finally begun, isn't it, my dear cousin?"

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Cupid’s Choice - Part 3

Pairing: Reddie

Words: 5,035

Other Chapters: Part 1, Part 2

A/N: So this is the last chapter, thank you to everyone who read this! I might do one more chapter but who knows we’ll see :)

Summary: Eddie and Richie's Valentine's Day double date with Ben and Beverly.

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Eddie's room is in shambles. Every piece of clothing he owns is strewn all over the floor; he can't decide on a single outfit. He doesn't know why this should even be such a big deal, anyways. He's never cared that much about what he wears before. It's not like he's trying to impress anybody. Is he?

In one-hour Richie will be here to pick Eddie up for their double date and then they'll be meeting Ben and Beverly at the Derry bowling alley. Before panic starts to settle in, Eddie finally narrows his choices down to two and snaps a picture of himself in each outfit to send to Beverly so she can help him decide. After all she does want the best for him.

Eddie: Please! Help! Me! I'm having a crisis and Richie will be here in an hour! Idk which one, 1 or 2?!?!?

In a rush and without realising what he's doing, Eddie presses send just as he sees that he's sent the photos to Richie by mistake. "Fuck! " Eddie curses out loud. "No, no, no, no, no! Shit!"

His mother knocks on his door. "Eddie? Are you alright? What's going on?"

"I'm fine, Ma! I just...uh—stubbed my toe! I'm okay!" Eddie says as he taps furiously on his phone like it's going to help him in this situation.

"Okay...well, be a little more careful next time, sweetie. I'll be in my room if you need me."

Eddie types out a new text.

Eddie: Omg please ignore that, it was meant to go to Bev.

Eddie throws his phone to the side and lies back on his bed. "I'm so fucked."

His phone dings. He groans in embarrassment as he grabs it and checks the message.

Richie: Wooooww Eds, looking snazzy! Didn't know this date would be such a cause for a fashion crisis! I hope u know that my heart is now swelling at the thought of my opinion meaning so much to you ;)

Eddie rolls his eyes and types out a reply.

Eddie: Who uses the word snazzy anymore? And I don’t care about your opinion dickhead, I just wanna look good for me is that ok with you? :p

Eddie's phone dings again.

Richie: Uhh I do. Have u even met me?? But that is perfectly fine with me, I love a man who’s confident

Richie: And I would go for option 2 btw. Although no matter what you wear I know that you'll look beautiful.

Richie: As always

Eddie feels his cheeks heat up at that. He fails to hold back a smile as the adrenaline dies down from his little mishap. Eddie knows that compliment doesn't really mean anything—Richie’s just teasing him again—and that there’s a possibility they’ll never stay in touch after tonight, but his heart can't help but pound at the thought of Richie seeing him as beautiful.

Eddie: …

Eddie: Shut up.

Before Eddie can become any more of a love-sick idiot, he sets his phone down again and decides to wear option one instead of giving into what Richie wants, so that he doesn't appear too desperate. Also because he’s stubborn as hell.

He finishes up getting ready and before he knows it Richie is ringing the doorbell. Eddie leaves his room to answer the door.

"Who's at the door?" his mother yells from her room upstairs.

"It's just Beverly, Ma!" Eddie lies. "I'm going out with her and Ben for Valentine’s Day, remember?"

"Right. Don't be out too late then, and make sure you dress warmly. It's chilly out there!"

"Yes, Ma!" Eddie grabs his jacket and opens the door to see Richie with a bouquet of flowers. He steps outside and shuts the door behind him.

Richie looks him up and down and smiles. "So, you went with option one I see, even after my advice.” He shakes his head. “Tsk, tsk. Either way you look adorable, Eds."

"Look, I told you it was meant for Beverly, not you. I don't need your validation." Eddie won’t say it but he thinks Richie looks adorable as well.

"Ouch. Whatever you say, Spagheds." He steps forward and leans in to give Eddie a kiss on the cheek. He hands him the flowers. "Happy Valentine's Day."

Once again Eddie doesn't point out that they're not actually dating and have no one to prove to, now. He guesses he's gotten used to Richie's affection by now.

Wrong.

"Thank you, they’re beautiful. You really didn't have to, though, especially after the giant bear you already gave me."

Richie just shrugs. "I like to spoil people."

"I didn't even get you anything," Eddie says. He feels a little bad.

"Don't worry about it. Your existence is good enough of a gift for me."

Eddie scoffs and rolls his eyes. "Jerk."

"Oh, and also," Richie takes another step closer to Eddie and takes one of the flowers "here's a great way to make your option number one look look even better." He gently places the flower in Eddie's hair behind his ear, letting his fingers linger in his hair for a moment—Eddie's breath hitches—before stepping back. "Voila! Amazing."

"Uh, thanks, I guess? Can we go now? They'll be waiting for us there."

"Sure thang." Richie points finger guns at him.

They drive to the bowling alley with Eddie lecturing him not to embarass him in front of Ben and Beverly. Richie's only response is that he can't 'make any promises'. Eddie elbows him.

Once they reach the bowling alley, they walk inside to meet Eddie’s two friends. He spots Beverly and she waves at him excitedly before bouncing over to give him a tight hug. “Eddie! I’m so glad you made it!”

“Hey, Bev! Hey, Ben!” He pats Ben on the back.

“Great to see you, Eddie,” Ben replies with a smile.

They both look over at Richie. Eddie introduces him to them. “Richie, this is my best friend, Beverly Marsh, and her boyfriend, Ben Hanscom. Guys, this is my date, Richie Tozier, who I was unfortunately matched up with on a matchmaker website, as you may have known.”

Richie hits Eddie’s arm playfully for that before shaking both of his friends’ hands. “I’m actually his other half, he just doesn’t know it yet. Cupid even said so.”

Beverly laughs and raises her eyebrows up at Eddie. “Ignore him, he doesn’t know what he’s talking about ninety percent of the time,” Eddie protests.

“Ninety-five percent of the time, actually,” Richie says.

“Wow, well, I’m glad you found someone, Eddie,” Beverly says.

“See, Eds? At least someone can appreciate my wonderful existence,” Richie claims. Eddie scoffs.

“Well, shall we get bowling, my friends?” Ben cuts in.

“Oh, I am so kicking all of your asses at bowling!” Richie shouts. “Y’all better be prepared.”

Eddie snorts. “Wait till you see Beverly out there, you should be the one preparing to get your ass kicked!”

“Eddie, stop, I’m blushing!” Beverly cries.

“Hmm, I don’t know, we’ll see about that,” Richie says. “But you are so on, Miss Marsh!”

They take time to set up and grab their lane. When they go to grab their bowling shoes, Richie nearly cries at how tiny Eddie’s feet are when he sees his shoe size. Eddie flushes furiously. “Don’t make fun of me when you’ve got clown feet!”

“Hey, you know what they say about a man with big feet. But, I take pride in my feet and you should too! Every inch of you is adorable, including your little feet,” he teases. “And other things. I imagine.”

Eddie pushes him over while he’s bent down tying his shoes.

Once they’re at their lane, Richie takes the responsibility of putting in each of their names, ignoring all of their protests.

Ben Handsome Molly Ringwald Edward Spaghedward The Man, The Myth, The Legend

“Really? You are so full of yourself,” Eddie comments.

“Just wait, you’re gonna see it’s true when I beat you all,” Richie says as he points at them. He claps his hands. “Alright, Benny Boy! You’re first up!”

Ben steps up while Beverly hypes him up. “Woohoo! Let’s go Ben!!!”

He ends up with a strike on his first try. Beverly cheers wildly and gives him a cheerful kiss on the lips as he picks her up and spins her around. Eddie is very impressed to say the least. “Good job, Ben!” Eddie says to him while giving him a high-five as he sits down.

“Looks like we’ve got ourselves an underdog!” Richie exclaims in an announcer’s voice.

“Let’s see you do that, Richie,” Eddie says to him.

“Oh, you just wait, little one. I’ve got some pretty handy tricks up my sleeve.”

Beverly starts off nicely with a spare. Eddie high-fives her as he gets up for his turn.

Richie pretends to be a cheerleader behind him. “Let’s go, Spaghetti, let’s go!”

Eddie grabs a ball and prepares to roll it. “Nice ass, Kaspbrak!” Richie shouts from behind. Eddie gives him the finger. On his first try the ball ends up in the gutter, while on his second try he knocks down six pins.

“Better luck next time, Eds! Now, watch and learn as the real master steps up to the plate.” Richie gets up. He grabs a ball and steps up to the lane. He does a little dance move and blows on the ball dramatically, like he’s preparing it to get him a strike. Eddie laughs fondly at his act. He rolls the ball and it ends up knocking down all the pins in the middle, leaving one on each side. Richie curses. “Fuck!” Eddie laughs harder; the others are laughing, too. On his second try he doesn’t hit any of the pins and the ball ends up in the gutter.

“That was just a warm up so it doesn’t count. You just wait,” Richie says as he sits down beside Eddie.

“God, how long are we supposed to wait for—till Christmas? You can keep saying that, but I don’t believe you. My money’s on Ben or Beverly.”

“Aww, what a supportive boyfriend you are!” Richie pinches his cheek.

Eddie pushes his hand away. “Okay, first of all, you’re not my boyfriend, and second of all, it’s just facts.”

“And what about yourself? What if you win?”

“I already know I suck at bowling and I think you need to face the fact that you do, too,” Eddie teases.

Richie scoffs. “Harsh. Guess who’s not getting you anymore teddy bears or flowers then? I only spoil the people that actually appreciate me and my bowling skills.”

“You don’t have any skills.”

“I think your mom would have to disagree with you on that one, Eds.”

“Bowling skills. Don’t be gross.”

“Eddie! It’s your turn! Are you done flirting?” Beverly interrupts.

Eddie gets up for his turn and the rest of the game goes by fairly quickly, the four of them completely enjoying themselves. During each of Richie’s turns he does a dramatic warm up before rolling the ball. He even manages to get in trouble at least once by one of the employees for sliding halfway down the lane on his knees when he rolls the ball. Eddie’s cheeks start to hurt from smiling so hard. He teases Richie for his ridiculousness but he secretly loves seeing him up there all smiley and goofy. Eventually, Richie finally gets his well-deserved strike and Eddie can’t help but feel happy for him after he’s been trying so hard to get one and claiming he’s the best. They all go wild when it happens.

“WOOOOO!” Richie yells. He picks Eddie up and spins him around excitedly. Eddie is laughing so hard he can barely breathe. Richie sets him down again. “And THAT’S how it’s done, folks!” he preaches.

“It only took you—'the master of bowling’—umm, how many turns?” Ben says. Eddie and Beverly tear up laughing.

Eddie turns towards Richie. “Only because you’ve been trying so hard, I guess I’ll give you a reward.” He plants a soft kiss on Richie’s cheek. Richie beams. Beverly and Ben cheer.

“Man, I need to get a strike more often,” Richie gushes.

“Don’t worry, I can teach ya,” Beverly says, winking at him.

When the game finishes, Beverly does end up kicking all of their asses and lands in first place. Ben ends up in second place, while Richie ends up in third with Eddie not too far behind him in fourth. Beverly brags about her win while Richie rolls his eyes. “I think what matters most here is that we all tried our best. There shouldn’t be any winners or losers because we’re a team,” he says. The rest of them groan in response.

“Now, anyone hungry?” Beverly asks. “There’s a restaurant next door I was thinking we could go to. Plus, I hear it’s karaoke night! ” she sings excitedly.

“Oh no,” Eddie cringes. “Please, no.”

“Oh yes!” Richie says.

“Richie, if you get up there and sing horribly, I’ll officially act as if I don’t know you.”

“You won’t have to do that because I’ll make you come up there with me,” he teases.

Eddie laughs. “Yeah, we’ll see about that,” he says, challenging him.

They walk over to the restaurant and grab a booth somewhat close to the karaoke stage. Ben slides in beside Beverly while Eddie slides in beside Richie across from them. They chat while they look through the menu, deciding what they want to eat. Later, a waiter comes over to their table and introduces himself before taking each of their orders. Once he leaves, Richie sits back in the booth and smoothly places an arm around the back of it, behind Eddie. Eddie subtly leans into him, trying not to think about their fake date from yesterday.

“So, has anyone noticed how cute little Eds looks here, tonight?” Richie smirks. Eddie elbows him. Both Ben and Beverly laugh.

“You do look very cute, Eddie,” Beverly says. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you wear that sweater before. It suits you.” She smiles.

Eddie blushes. “Thanks.”

“What’s with the flower, though?” she asks, tapping her head.

Eddie forgot it was even there.

“It was my own personal touch,” Richie says. “Did he tell you about his little mishap he had earlier?” he mentions. Eddie puts his head in his hands and groans.

“Please don’t.”

That sparks Beverly’s interest. She looks at Eddie curiously. “No, he didn’t. What did he do?”

Eddie starts to explain. “It was just a stupid text message meant to go t-”

Richie cuts him off. “Well, it turns out he was having a fashion crisis and couldn’t decide on what outfit to wear so he-”

Eddie clamps a hand over his mouth. “Please don’t listen to him. He’s wrong.”

Richie removes his hand. “So he snapped a couple pictures—which were like, selfie goals by the way, we love a fashion icon—and he sent them to me asking which one I liked better and I just felt so flattered that he wanted my opinion. Then he started making excuses about how it was meant to go to you, Beverly, and that it was a mistake. I didn’t believe him so I gave him my opinion anyway and he didn’t even listen! But he still looks amazing so it doesn’t matter.” Richie beams at him.

Eddie scoffs. “I fucking told you, they really were meant to go to Bev, and I also said I didn’t need your opinion I just couldn’t make a decision!”

“Excuses, excuses.” He shakes his head.

“Hmm, I never ended up receiving these photos. Suspicious. Why is that, Eddie?” Beverly says. She smiles mischievously.

Richie gasps. “The plot thickens!”

“Because I finally came to a decision, is that alright with you all?” Eddie argued.

“It’s okay, I believe you, Eddie,” Ben says and smiles.

Eddie places a hand over Ben’s arm across the table. “You always were my favorite, Ben.” He pretends to tear up. Richie and Beverly try to catch their breath from laughing so hard.

“You’re always so fun to tease, Eds,” Richie says. Beverly gives Eddie a suspicious look at that but doesn’t say anything.

“I like you, Tozier,” she says.

“And I you, Miss Marsh,” he replies. They high-five across the table.

The waiter comes around with each of their drinks. “So, how long have you two been dating?” Richie says after the waiter leaves, pointing at Ben and Beverly.

“Over two years now, I believe,” Ben replies. He looks at Beverly with one of the most loving expressions Eddie has ever seen. Beverly places a hand over his and squeezes it, smiling at him. Eddie was so happy for them when he learned that they were dating. He always knew Ben was the one for Beverly and that he would treat her how she deserves to be treated. He admires their love.

“Wow, think we could last that long, Eds?” Richie teases. Eddie nearly chokes on his drink.

“Okay, so, fill me in. How did you two meet?” Ben asks.

“I made Eddie sign up for a matchmaker website and the rest is history,” Beverly says.

“Ohhh, right, Eddie said that.”

“I’m still debating whether or not I’m glad I was matched up with Trashmouth, here,” Eddie jokes.

Richie scoffs. “Admit it, you were so overwhelmingly happy when you saw it was someone as pretty as me you didn’t know what to do with yourself.”

“Pfft, keep dreaming.”

I’m actually so glad it was you—even though I didn’t know you, I think a part of me already did.

Eddie cringes at his own sappy thoughts.

Did I really just think that?

“Wait, so how long have you known each other, then?” Ben says.

Richie and Eddie look at each other, trying to decide how to answer this. Richie lets Eddie answer. “Uh, well the meeting after we were matched together was two days ago, so, not that long.”

“Really? You’ve only met once? You’d’ve convinced me you’ve known each other forever. You two seem fairly close.”

Eddie laughs nervously. “Yeah, I guess you could say we’ve hit it off together.” Beverly looks at him like she knows there’s something more to that.

“Like how I hit it off with your mom?”

Eddie elbows him again. “Shut up. We bond well together.”

They all laugh.

“You two do make a great pair,” Beverly says and winks at them before taking a sip of her drink.

“I completely agree with you on that one,” Richie says. He moves his arm down so that it’s now placed around Eddie. He starts to draw small circles on Eddie’s shoulder with his finger. Chills run through him at that one point of contact.

A little while later their food arrives and they dig in. Oh, and guess what Richie ordered? That’s right; spaghetti. He makes googly eyes at Eddie the whole time while he eats it. Eddie laughs and rolls his eyes at him.

“That was good, but it wasn’t as delicious as you, Eddie,” Richie says once they finish up.

“Oh, really? Because this chicken tasted way better than you,” Eddie replies. Then he realises what he’s just said.

“Tasted?” Beverly asks with a smirk.

“I was kidding,” he says quickly.

“Damn right you were kidding because I taste amazing,” Richie says.

Everyone groans.

“Welp, I gotta make my way to the little boy’s room. Scoot your cute little ass over, Eds,” Richie orders.

“Yeah, me too,” Ben adds.

Eddie moves to let Richie get out of the booth.

“Y’all don’t have too much fun without us while we’re gone,” Richie jokes.

As they leave, Beverly rests her chin on her hand and smirks at Eddie.

“What?” Eddie rolls his eyes.

“You know what,” she says. “I think he’s pretty cute. And funny. Looks very much to be your type.”

Eddie scoffs. “I didn’t even know I had a ‘type’, how would you know what it is?”

“Oh honey, with the way you’ve been looking at him I think everyone can tell he’s your type.”

Eddie’s cheeks heat up. “He’s really something, isn’t he?”

Beverly smiles fondly. “He really is. Although, I was wondering, are you sure you two have only met once? Is there something you’re not telling me?” she teases.

Eddie sighs. “Alright, you caught me. But it was the only way!”

“What was?”

“When we met, I told him that I needed a date for Valentine’s Day because I was gonna be going on a double date and I wanted to make you happy that I found someone, or at least tried to. Then he told me that he was looking for someone to be his fake date because he had an ex that wouldn’t leave him alone so he wanted someone who would help him convince them that he’s moved on. Basically, we made a deal that if I went on this fake date with him, he would come on this double date with me and vice versa. It sounds stupid, but that’s what we agreed on and now here we are.”

“I can’t believe you’re only telling me this now!” She isn’t mad at him, though. Only surprised (and overjoyed) that there’s more to their story that he didn’t tell her. “So, does this mean you’ve been on the fake date already and that’s why you’re already fairly comfortable with each other? Oh my God, how far did you guys even go with it?!”

“Yeah, I guess. It was actually a lot of fun, Bev. I’ll tell you more about it later.”

“Oh man, I can’t wait to hear this story!” she beams. “Will you still see each other after this, though? I really hope you do, I love how you light up around him.”

Eddie looks down and frowns, picks at his nails. “I don’t really know…” I hope so. “We haven’t talked about it.”

“Well, I wish you happiness, Eddie.” She smiles at him. Eddie smiles back.

Ben and Richie emerge from the washroom. Richie plops down beside Eddie. He pinches his cheek. “Hey, did you miss me?”

Eddie shrugs him off. “So much, Rich.”

Richie grins. “I knew it.”

Someone taps the mic on the mini stage up front. “Alright, folks, who’s ready for some karaoke?!” People around them cheer and clap.

Richie smirks at Eddie evilly. “Don’t you dare,” Eddie mouths.

“Now, because it’s Valentines Day, we have a special collection of love songs selected for tonight! Who would like to be our first singer of the night?”

Richie’s hand flies up. Eddie sinks down in the booth.

And of course, they pick him. Because no one else raised their hand. Of course.

“Looks like we have our first volunteer! Come on up!”

Richie bounds up to the stage excitedly, at least not dragging Eddie with him. Beverly and Ben cheer for him. Eddie turns to watch him.

He picks through the selection of songs before finally choosing one. Eddie notices a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Oh God, what is he gonna do?

The music starts playing and Eddie recognises the song almost instantly. Beverly laughs and hollers.

Richie starts singing, not even having to look at the lyrics. It’s almost like he’s been preparing for this.

I hear the drums echoing tonight But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation…

Eddie laughs at the ridiculousness of it all. He can’t believe he’s doing this. The audience is practically singing along with him.

…He turned to me as if to say, "Hurry boy, it's waiting there for you"

Richie does a little dance as the chorus comes around.

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do I bless the rains down in Africa Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

Eddie is absolutely mesmerised by this boy. His singing voice, Eddie will admit, is not that bad. Once the chorus comes around again, that’s when Richie makes his move. He walks off the stage and walks towards Eddie.

Oh no.

Richie points at him.

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you

He grabs Eddie’s hand.

There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do

Eddie glares daggers at him as he pulls him up while winking at him. Beverly and Ben are laughing and cheering.

I bless the rains down in Africa

Eddie is flushing bright red, but he can’t stop his own laughter.

Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

Then, still holding his hand, Richie drags Eddie up on stage with him. Eddie grabs the other mic and they sing the remainder of the song together; Richie’s confidence starting to rub off on Eddie. They point and smile at each other as they sing the lyrics and by that point, Eddie forgets the audience is even there. Richie twirls Eddie around.

The song finishes and everyone claps. They walk back to their table. Eddie is high on adrenaline. “I can’t believe we just did that!”

“I think that’s definitely been the highlight of my year, so far,” Beverly says.

“I told you I’d make you come up there with me, Eds.”

“Yeah, and I’m not sure if I hate you for it or not.”

“I think you enjoyed it,” Beverly teases.

“You guys were amazing, that was hilarious!” Ben gushes.

Richie puts his arm around Eddie. “We make quite the duo, don’t we?”

After they’ve calmed down a little bit, the waiter comes with the bill and they head out the door after tipping him.

Richie gives big hugs to Ben and Beverly before they say goodbye to each other.

“It was great meeting you both! I feel honoured to have met you guys.”

“Aww, you too, Richie,” Beverly says. She bounces over to give Eddie a kiss on the cheek. “I’ll see ya later then. We need to have another little talk, just us.” She smirks.

Eddie sighs. “We will, I promise.”

Ben and Beverly walk to their car while waving goodbye.

Richie and Eddie yell bye to them, before Richie shouts, “Don’t let things get too wild in the bedroom tonight!”

Eddie hits his arm. “Richie!”

“Ow! What? It is Valentine’s Day.” Richie snickers.

They walk to Richie’s car and he drives Eddie home. Richie talks about how much he enjoyed himself and how he really loved Eddie’s friends. Eddie doesn’t say much, he’s too busy wondering if him and Richie will continue to see each other or not and what will happen after this. He isn’t sure how to bring it up to him, or if he should.

Once they pull up in Eddie’s driveway, Eddie notices that Richie has started to look a little sad. He smiles but it looks kind of forced. “I’ll walk you to your door,” he says.

“Okay…”

They get out of his car and walk up the porch steps. They stop in front of the door. Eddie turns towards him. “Thank you for coming tonight, Richie. I truly did have a fun time and I think Beverly seemed pretty happy for me,” Eddie professes. “I really liked having you there,” he hints, hoping Richie will get the idea that he wants to see him again.

He doesn’t.

“You’re so sweet, Eds. I’m touched.” He puts his hand on his heart.

Silence passes between them as they stand there for a few moments, not knowing what to say or do next. Then, Richie pulls Eddie into a hug. Eddie notices right away how warm he is in comparison to the cold. Eddie buries his face in Richie’s shoulder and wraps his arms around his waist. Eddie softens into the hug; he can feel Richie’s breath tickle his ear. They stand there for a minute before Richie pulls away. Eddie feels the lost of his warmth immediately. He stands there awkwardly, arguing with himself in his head on what to say.

Do it! Just tell him you want to see him again! He obviously likes you! Now’s your chance!

“Well, I’ll see you later,” Eddie says and turns towards the door.

Idiot.

“Wait.” Richie grabs his arm. Eddie looks at him. “Will I see you later, though? Because…I mean—our deal—'we don’t have to see each other again after this’.” He makes air quotes with his fingers. “I’ve never been happier than I have in these last two days. I want to see you again, Eddie. But I’m not sure if you wanna see me.”

He pouts. Eddie thinks he looks adorable. “I-”

“And don’t feel like I’m forcing you or anything,” Richie interrupts. “I just—I really…like you.” He smiles self-consciously.

Eddie laughs and shakes his head. “You idiot.”

Richie looks confused. “What?”

“You absolute dumbass.” Eddie sighs. “I—I like you, too. And I want to see you again.”

Richie’s face lights up. “Wait, really?”

“Yes!” Eddie takes a step closer to him. He plays with a loose button on Richie’s coat. “Now, please just shut up and kiss me, Trashmouth.”

Richie smiles wide. Eddie smiles back. “Aye aye, Captain!” Richie says. He steps closer before leaning down and bringing their lips together. The kiss is slow and soft and comforting all at once. Eddie pulls him closer and they smile into the kiss. Eddie feels something warm stir in his stomach as their lips part and Eddie knows he wants this for forever. Richie brings a hand up to Eddie’s cheek when they pull away and kisses his forehead. Eddie looks up at him fondly.

“You and those fucking doe eyes,” Richie says. He pushes a strand of Eddie’s hair away. “I’m taking you on a real date next time, just the two of us.”

“What? No more exes to fool? Dang it,” Eddie jokes.

“Your mom, maybe, but I’ve got no one else in mind.”

Eddie laughs. “Gross.”

“I don’t need to fool anyone now that I’ve got everything I want right here.” Richie boops Eddie’s nose. Again.

Eddie scrunches his nose. “I still hate that.”

Richie smiles at him. “I know you do.”

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“Winds of Change” : An Original Story: Chapter One!!!!

Leaving the States and moving to the island was one of the biggest decisions I’d ever made in my life.

I was sure that it was the right one because I just really needed to get away from my old life and leave the past in the past.

However, as I stared at the bohemoth man standing in front of me introducing himself as my neighbor….suddenly I thought my life was going to get a hell of a lot more interesting.

“Are you ok, angel?” he asked, his BLUE eyes twinkling in amusement.

Sweet mother of god, his voice was deep.

And his eyes were so blue and his skin was deep and tan.

Real people didn't even look like that!

“Uh, um, yeah! I’m fine!” I stammered, a blush creeping up my skin.

“Would you totally crucify me if I asked you if you hit your head?” he teased with a dangerous grin.

Seriously...what was WITH this guy?

“What? Why would I crucify you?” I asked furrowing my brows at him.

“Because you fell from heaven..” he grinned.

I couldn’t help the giggles the erupted from me.

“OK, that was cheesy but also very cute.” I admitted before my eyes grew wide and I clamped a hand over my wretched mouth.

“Fuck me…” I whispered in horror as I closed my eyes in mortification.

“Well, I’m trying but…” he responded and I turned about thirteen shades of purple.

“Sorry.” he laughed.”That was a bit much.  I mean, not untrue but still..”

My body went into full panic mode trying to decide whether to pale or flush.

“Um, I’m gonna go in the house now before I die of shame.” I muttered before fleeing the scene like a bat out of hell and slamming the door behind me.

However, apparently everyone was against me because there was a little knock on the door right beside my head.

"Hey! Come on!" this...this God on earth laughed. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to weird you out."

I internally cursed my mother for instilling manners in me as I gathered my nerve and opened the door.

Big mistake.

He knocked the wind out of me again.

He offered me a blinding smile that contrasted with his naturally tanned skin.

Long dark hair swung into his face, contrasting with his rather startling baby blue eyes.

"Can we start over?" he smiled at me. "I'm Kai."

He brandished a ridiculous large hand at me and I took it, slightly melting with how it wrapped around my chubby fingers.

"Maya." I said with a sigh.  "Sorry.  I just... I have a tendency to put my foot in my mouth and embarass myself.  It doesn't help that I'm clumsy.  I am Klutzilla.  Here me roar."

He cracked a smile and his eyes crinkled as he let out a full laugh.

"You're funny." he noted. "That's good.  We'll get along fine."

I just bit my lip and silently prayed that he'd leave.....and also that he'd never leave.

My god, what are the damn odds that I would settle in next to Adonis himself?

"However, if you really are that klutzy...maybe I shouldn't let you unpack by yourself..."he trailed off impishly.  "Wouldn't want you to break anything...although it would explain how you fell from heaven."

I snorted, straight up snorted.

"I didn't fall from heaven, man." I said with a roll of my eyes as I let him in the house. "But I most definitely tripped and scraped my knee on my way up from hell....where I damn near face planted when Satan tried to kick me out."

A loud laugh from behind me had me lifting an eyebrow at this man as he doubled over in laughter.

I really hadn't thought it was THAT funny...but I couldn't bring myself to say anything when he looked so cute laugh- WHOA WHOA WHOA.

I do not have a crush on my neighbor.

Yes, he's unreasonably attractive but FUCK NO.

I have to live next to this man for the foreseeable future.

Maya, do not fuck the island boy.

Do NOT do it!

It will only lead to bad things.

The bad things I'd like to do with him though...

Maya Mae Stone, I swear to God if you don't lock it down right now!

Ok, ok, I'm cool.  I'm cool.

"Hello, Maya?  Are you ok?  Did you actually hit your head?"

I shook my head to see those blue eyes peering at me curiously.

"Oh, sorry! I guess I'm just a little out of it! Not totally used to the heat! And I haven't eaten since breakfast! I still need to go get groceries." I rambled on needlessly.

He clapped his hands together and smiled.

"Well, that's perfect then!"

"Perfect?" I asked lifting an eyebrow at him.

"Yeah." he grinned. "That means that you can come over to my place for dinner tonight.  And before you try to back out, my feelings will be hurt if you don't."

I had a feeling that it would take a hell of a lot more than me saying no to hurt this giant's feelings....but I caved anyway.

I'm a pushover.

What do you want from me?!

"Ok, sounds great." I shrugged. "What's on the menu?"

"Hopefully you." he smirked making my eyes widen.

He burst into laughter, "I'm sorry! I couldn't resist!"

I glared at him....kinda.

But by some grace of the gods...I decided to get brave and give it back to him.

"Hm, what a shame.  And here I was thinking, I'd met a man with an appetite for something juicy." I said and could NOT believe what had just come out of my mouth.

As if it were even possible, Kai's blue eyes intensified as he stared at me.

"Oh, I can eat.  For hours."  he said, focusing on me like I was his prey.

We held our little stare off for a little while longer before I stepped to him with a pluck of courage I didn't know I had.

"When should I be there, Big Bad Wolf?" I FLIRTED, like who even am I anymore?

Kai's wonderful lips turned up in a smirk as if he'd gotten a private joke.

"Seven o'clock....Little Red." he said looking down at me for a moment before leaning down, pressing his forehead with mine and rubbing our noses together.

My eyes widened in surprise and he smiled, "It's just an island thing.  It's a greeting. See ya later...Klutzilla."

And like that...he'd left my home.

What the HOLY HELL had just happened?

Hey, smooochies! OMG! OMG! OMG! I'm so excited to finally give you guys the first chapter of my original story!!!! EEEEEEPPPP!  Like for real, EEEEEEPPPP!!!!  

I would love to hear your thoughts and I hope everyone enjoyed it! Thank you so much for reading!

Prologue   &  Chapter Two

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Autumn Colors

@discorded-noodle-popcorn asked: Bro, I have a bit of a hankering for some Dear Evan Hansen stuff man like…I don’t care what ship or how long the fic is. Just…Some DEH.

Evan rubbed his arms, holding them close to his body. He tried his best to focus on the fog his breath was making instead of that squelching feeling in his stomach. He pressed his phone tight against his ear, the heat radiating from the screen almost soothing, but also too much contrast from the cold atmosphere.

“I-I don’t know man maybe this was a mistake. Was this a mistake? Oh god thus was a mistake. I should…I should just leave- right now- and leave.”

“Dude. Relax ok?” He heard Jared shove some popcorn over the phone, “it’s just a date. A date with a physcopathic emo kid but a date nonetheless.”

“Not funny Jared I am really freaking out here. Did I dress up too much? I’m wearing a flannel and uggs-”

He heard a snicker, a wheezing one and instantly knew mockery was coming, “Oh my God are you really wearing uggs right now? What you gonna tell me you put on date pants too?”

Evan stared down at his khakis and blushed “Uh…maybe?”

“Oh man Hansen you are killing me. I am currently rotting in my grave way to go murderer. Listen this is literally the easiest possible date you could have. A walk in the fucking woods, that’s some cheesy hetero rom-com shit right there. Seriously you can’t fuck this up”

Evan stared down at his sweaty hands and preyed he didn’t have pit stains, “I don’t know about that. Wh-whatever just- can you just go back to your weird video games or something so I can be anxious in peace?”

“I dunno man, I don’t wanna leave you to have another meltdown.” Despite how nice this could have been, Jared’s tone was full of mockery and sarcasm. “…besides he’s 20 minutes late and when you realize-”

“Oh my God he’s late. Oh no. 20 minutes how did I not notice!” Evan was now pacing in a little circle around the tree he was waiting at, gripping his arm painfully, “he ditched me didn’t he. He realized what a loser I am and-”

“Now now normally I would agree and say that’s what you get for asking out a sociopathic animal abuser-”

“Jared he doesn’t-”

“Yeah but he looks like one. Anyway, he’s probably-”

“Ah shit I- he’s here-” Evan stumbled and neatly dropped his phone as he fumbled to hang up with Jared. He shoved it into his back pocket and tried to straighten out his posture. He read it was really unattractive to slouch and boy does he have a slouching problem.

Unlike Evan, who had gelled back his hair with the help of his mom, Connor didn’t look like he tried to dress nice at all. He has wearing sweatpants, a hoodie, and his hair was in a lazy messy bun. But damn Evan still found his knees weak. He leaned against a tree, finally stopping his pacing and fidgeting to a good look at his- oh god this is his boyfriend now. He smiled and waved “H-hi. Uh. Nice bun are you how?”

Connor paused in his walk over to Evan and looked up at him with a confused look, “…Uh…what?”

“I-!! How are you! That’s a nice bun?!”

Connor rolled his eyes and laughed a small laugh that could only really be heard if you listened for it, “And nice…uggs?”

Evan blushed and tapped the toe of his foot to the ground, “y…yeah so.”

“…so…”

God it was awkward. I mean- it was their first date. But after all the romance shows and movies the media had thrown at him, Evan imagined it’d be more magical. Instead he’s selfconcious because he decided to wear uggs.

Connor himself was awkwarder, and Evan was the awkwadest. But at least he didn’t show 20 minutes late only to look like he didn’t even bother to spend more than 10 maybe 15 minutes getting ready. They stood their for a bit, just outside the hiking trail. Cool wind brushing against his neck reminded Evan how distant they were right now. A few feet between each other, stiffly standing with no talking, no eye contact. A great first date really.

Suddenly Connor began walking, hands in his pockets, into the woods. Connor would have stopped walking if it wasn’t for the sound of crunching leaves behind him. Somehow he just couldn’t loom at Evan.

“Sorry I’m late.” Connor said blankly, sinking into his hoodie.

The crunching behind him got faster until Evan was by his side, looking up in curiosity.

“I had another fight with my parents or whatever and I woke up late. It was shit.”

Evan nodded, eyes on the golden red leaves stuck to his boots, “yeah life can be like that sometimes.”

“Annoying?” Connor smiled.

“Shit.” Evan shook off the leaves.

Connor cleared his throat, moving a little closer towards Evan, “So. I’m curious, I guess. Why a hike?”

Evan shrugged, hopping up over some rocks without even thinking about it, “I just think…i just think that you can really get to know a person like this you know?”

Connor nodded, following Evan closely. He trusted Evan more than he trusted the painted on trees, “Well. My first thought was ‘Great Murder Place’ instead of ‘Great Date Place’”

Evan blushed, “I know I know it’s dorky.”

“Not to worry tree boy. I kinda like the dork in you.” Evan smiled at that and it was all that Connor needed.

In all honesty though, Evan had a point. Deep in the woods it was just the two of them and their thoughts. Just the autumn wind and their close proximity. It was like…a movie. Where the two main characters grew closer because they finally had a real open chance to know each other. And he wanted to know Evan.

“Uh Evan?”

Evan turned, halfway over a rock, “Yeah?

Connor pointed towards a little bridge and stream, “Path’s that way bud.”

“Oh uh.” Evan rubbed the back of his neck, “there’s a nice spot over here that…that I wanna- if you want, show you? I guess.”

“Evan Hansen breaking the rules? I like it, let’s go” he stumbled up the rock and after Evan.

It was a surprisingly hard climb. Evan took them into a little groove behind a tree that led to a slanted cliff. Evan expertly grabbed onto tree branches to hold himself up as he shimmied along the dirt over to his goal. When Connor was finally catching up with Evan, he was dusting dirt out of the grooves of his hand, standing on a rock and staring at something Connor couldn’t see. Connor gripped tighter to the branch when Evan turned towards a stream of light. Poking through leaves, the light left soft copies of what Evan loved so much over his face. Even more so was the way it brought out the color in Evan’s eyes and hair. It was the most stunning sight Connor had ever seen.

“Connor? You ok?”

Connor swallowed the sudden lovestruck feeling down and nodded, “Yeah…”

Evan held his hand out for him, “Come on, it’s right over here”

After Evan pulled him from the cliff to the steady rock, they kept holding hands. Evan dragged him along through wooded areas until they landed upon a place that looked out of a book. It was a circle of emptiness in the trees, with a large sitting rock only slightly off center. Autumn leaves surrounded the area, making it look like a fairy circle. The trees, Connor realized, were a lot taller than he realized. Now that he had a moment to stare up at them, and in an empty space, they suddenly seemed to stretched over all of them. He enjoyed the shade the gave, and the nice breeze that whistled between their branches.

Evan let go of his hand and sat on the rock, looking up at the trees, “This is my favorite spot on the trail”

“Holy shit.” Connor said, spinning on his heel to look around. “This is some video game bullshit here.”

Evan smiled, pulling his knees to his chest.

Connor, after getting a good look at the scenary, sat down next to Evan on the rock. Evan was poking a little thin stream of running water with a stick.

Connor craned over his shoulder, “so why this trail? You know probably a hundred so…why this one?”

Evan shrugged, “I just…like this one I guess? Lots of good…memories here so I thought…” He cleared his throat, “I mean it’s short and pretty so.”

Connor put a hand on Evan’s back, watching him push a small leaf into the stream. It flowed down along with it like a boat.

“Don’t you ever just wanna get away like that?”

“Hm?”

“Like the leaf. I mean it’s so natural. No..no you know struggling? It just…floats away.”

Connor entwined his fingers with Evan’s again, holding him down, “So you wanna go on a boat for our next date?”

“No. Yes? I don’t know. Let’s just…” Evan looked down at the floor

“Go with the flow?”

Evan smiled, “Yeah. I like that.”

Connor shrugged, “That’s all we really can do. So tell me Hansen, what crazy thing is the flow guiding you to now?”

Evan held up a few dry leafs and smiled, “Stay still ok?”

He gently lifted up his fingners to Connor’s hair and began entwining the leafs into it. Connor found he wanted to look away but couldn’t, he was in awe of Evan. Evan drew leaf after leaf into Connor’s hair. His hands shook a little, and at this closeness Connor could see all the bitten nails he had.

Evan pulled away, admiring the crown of leafs, “…Autumn colors look really nice on you.”

“Yeah?” His heart was racing.

But not as much as Evan’s, “Yeah.”

He glanced at his reflection through his phone screen quickly, seeing the way the leafs layered themselves into his hair like they belonged there. He feel he should be upset at it but…it looked nice. Felt nice.

He looked back at Evan, who now looked really nervous.

“Can I kiss you?” Connor blurted out.

“…huh? Oh! What? Now? I mean- i-i” Evan covered his mouth, his face instantly went red up to his ears.

Connor leaned back, trying not to look nervous himself, “You don’t have to if you don’t want to of course but. I wanna kiss you? I guess.”

Evan looked relieved, his shoulders slouching, “S-sorry…”

“Hey don’t feel bad we just started dating i get it.”

Evan squeezed his hand and lifted it. He stared at Connors hand for a moment and the way their fingers locked in together. Then he gave a quick kiss to the back of Connor’s hand, looking back into the woods embarassed.

Connor laughed, holding his waist with his free hand, “It’s a start!”

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V Route - Good Ending - Tutorial (Day One)

So I got V’s Good Ending! I hope this tutorial will help at least some of you guys! If you follow this tutorial EXACTLY then you should get the good ending! I got 18 guests in total, but I think you’ll be safe as long as you have over 15! Also, I started on a Tuesday, in case anyone’s wondering ^^ V Route - Day 1 00:00 - New Face •Yoosung, right? Nice to meet you ^^ •Yes •Nothing really - but it looked like he cares for me. •Why are you so nice to me? •I haven’t met her yet *Because I was told to say that? *It’s a secret - •I’m afraid I can’t say. I didn’t see what it was like myself... •You must be frustrated, Yoosung... •Pleased to meet you ^^ •Tell me more about Rika and V - •Yes, please tell me more •Isn’t V the head of the association? So if he’s not active right now, doesn’t that mean the parties aren’t held a lot? •I would trust V •But it’s getting late. Why not take your time? •I’m sure there was something bad, others weren’t aware of •I think the act of questioning isn’t so bad •Yes,agreed. Be an iceman! •Come on, I’m not a nuisance. •okay ^^

02:12 - Jaehee’s Doubt •I’m usually up at early morning. •You mean you work until this hour? •You can ask me. •I’m inside your heart! •I got it from the store lol. •I know how desperate you are, but I don’t have much that I know. I don’t even have a card. •Please don’t suspect me and let’s just be friends T-T You’re asking me too much. •What does he want to know about me? •I want to know more about the RFA. I hope you teach me a lot. •Okay. •I’m about to head to bed. Goodnight!

06:30 - The Open Sea Between 0 •Goodmorning! •Goodmorning ^^; •Did you work all night because I joined? •It must be hard for you...and lonely. •I usually don’t have morning meals. •I wish I could tell you where I am. If only I knew where I am. •I walked into this place on my own, so it’s not kidnapping. •Instead of glasses, what about a VR headset? •Did I get it from the store? I don’t remember. •I’d like to be a hacker and hack the love meter for all character to maximum level. •Allow me to open the bag of chips for you. •A cute pretty magical boy!! •I’m (Name) and I’m really enjoying this. That’s it I guess? •Why the polar bear? 08:26 - Cats and Dogs (Missed) 11:49 - Importance of Meals (Missed) 14:08 - Zen’s Consideration

•Did you make any mistake during your audition? •What is the musical about? •Whoa, interesting! •That’s really a shame. •How about playing for a cat role? •Could you introduce yourself? ^^ •I think it’s kind of embarassing to call you Zen lol •..? •Ray? •When are you going to drop by my room? •I think everyone wants to find out my relationship with this person called Rika. What should I do? •The one who trust me •Could you first tell me what you like? •See you soon, Ray! •Tell me about it. Is it some sort of bug? •It’s an ocean of mysteries and conspiracy! •The most important cities of the entire world will be struck by a plague of zombies infected by your beauty... •Uh...ok...I gotta go now 16:33 - Dear Party Coordinator •Really? Right now I’m seeing a cloudy sky. •Aren’t you staring at your phone right now to chat? •I already heard enough. •Are V’s works famous? •Where are those letters now? •Will I do a good job for her role? •Did your friend text you? •He has a school assignment to share? •bye bye

18:17 - Healing Time •ex-boyfriend •Ewwww!!! •So I can start my reports with u? •0.007 •Meow •I’d love to see your cat! •Why not summon me instead of Elly? •You shouldn’t torment animals! •lolololololol •What about Zen? •Sounds like a fair deal •It’s an emoji that shows your lips are locked. •I don’t think he’s going to tell you. •If you both trust V, you can just accept me for who I am, just like V decided •I’m not sure either why V accepted me so easily. •Come on, there’s way Jumin’s interested in cosplaying... •But I think V would be embarassed. •You’re persistent •But why would you have a mint-haired wig, Seven? •Make sure you send me a copy of the pic if you take one! •Yes, we’ll chat again, Seven. 20:02 - Subject of Interest (Missed)

21:34 - Richness in Wine •Welcome, Jumin. •Good day? How come? •Do you like wines? •It’s not a scandalous photo, is it? •Congrats! Are you going to say yes? •But aren’t you delighted? •I think the question is not whether you’d be a fine model, but what would be the efficeny in relation to the budget. •Looks vs business talent...? Whichever wins, I think it will return as a compliment for you. •A gift isn’t bad, but I think what V needs right now is a friend, not a wine. •What were you two like in the past? •I’m sure those days will come again. •Don’t worry. I’ll make sure to finish this as a happy ending. •I’ll help too. •Do you have an automatic timer installed in your head by any chance? 23:25 - Intriguing Person •Wow! It’s V...! I’m so thrilled to see you! •Is that you and Rika...? •I’m not sure either. I was simply told to host parties. •You must be curious about my world. •Can you see anything different through your finder? •They all looked so nice. •The purpose of my life...is my bias.... •This advice sounds like the result of your own experience. •V? •Let’s talk again, V. -END OF DAY 01-

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Soldering / Artnet / DMX512 / ESP32 / WS2812B

Soldering and reusing an old sketch on Arduino to make sure my connections are solid.

The complexity of this project is real now OK shit just got really real. Soldered the LEDs no problem. It took 6 solid hours but I’m happy to say there were no mishaps there. Once you get into the grove its kind of a meditative experience. So now I have 953 LEDs in total. What the hell am I going to do now? I’ve got plenty of experience with smaller arrays easily handled with some strings of code, a 5V portable battery and an Arduino, but sheer amount of LEDs and the media that I want to support is going to going to require some serious steroids in power, software and hardware. Before this week, I knew none of how this was going to happen. So much learning. 

Oh great, my ESP32 is connected to WIFI. That only took 2 hours of prep.

Artnet DMX ESP32 Given that this project is going to give users the ability to wear digital imprints of other people’s faces and change them rapidly, I need another way to control the LEDs rather than hardcoding each array. I have 9 months not 9 years after all. Ideally I have a way to control the arrays with another piece of software over a WIFI or bluetooth connection. Can it be done? Why YES it can! Although I will have to say goodbye to the beloved Arduino (it’s been real). After MUCH digging, I learned of DMX512 (Digital Mutliplex) Artnet (a communications protocol) and ESP32/ESP8266 (WIFI and Bluetooth enabled micro-controllers). 

The 3x3 matrix is being powered by my computer but the media is being transferred wirelessly. Imagine the possibilities. This is a huge accomplishment for me!

Testing on a small scale Just getting the ESP32 to connect to WIFI was a mission by itself. But I finally got it to work. Then using Resolume, a DMX Artnet software I was able to digitally rebuild my WS2812B array and play media. Holy shit it worked. I’m actually playing a video on an LED matrix that I built over WIFI! Granted it’s only 9 pixels, but still. Huge accomplishment. I’ve been thinking about how to accomplish this for so long and I’m looking at it working. OK small scale check let’s move on to the big boy. 

Moving to a larger scale and quickly realizing the power draw. Why didn’t I calculate the Amps needed for a project at this scale? Still a noob to physical computing. 

History’s biggest oversight I’m embarassed to say that I made a huge oversight, one only a novice could make. I will look back at this and laugh (and probably also cry). Having only dealt with max 300 pixel arrays that ran OK on 5V 1.5Am power supplies, it never occurred to me that tripling the number of LEDs would require way more power. If each pixel needs 60 milliamps at full power and I now know that I have 953 pixels thats 57,180 milliamps or 57 Amps?! Can that be right?? That’s enough power for Benjamin Franklin to electrocute several farm animals. No wonder my 5V 3Amp power pack wasn’t cutting it. Only 54Amps short. Exposing myself that I have no clue what the hell I’m doing. Oh well. While I’m confessing, I completely fried one of my ESP32′s due to miswiring my circuit. There was smoke and everything. Thank God the LEDs were fine. That would have been an expensive mistake. 

Building the LED array digitally is painstaking but allows me to overlay video media and send DMX data packets wirelessly to the ESP32.

The cold hard truth  The reality I have to face now is that this project is going to require so much power, that there’s no way it’s going to be safely portable. This is honestly kind of devastating. There will need to be some design alterations made in order to make this work the way I want it to. Either I will have to work with fewer pixels which will result in lower resolution media, work with the number of pixels I have now but only power very few at a time and at a very low light, or buy a bench power supply and have the project be stationary. Ok I made up my mind I’m going with the bench power supply. Ultimately I want to take this as far as I can go. To be honest, 953 pixels was just a starting point for me and a proof of concept. I would eventually like to explore tighter pixel matrices which will require... you guessed it, more power.

Last update... Finally got it running remotely from a power bank. Doesn’t look like the image just yet. I’m still debugging.

Where there’s a will, there’s a way I take back everything I said. After another day of tinkering, rewiring and recoding I was finally able to get the entire 953 pixel matrix to dynamically display content remotely from a standalone power bank. I was even able to wire a level shifter to convert the 5V Din to 3.3V (although I’m not convinced it was needed with the amount of draw from the power bank). The trick was optimizing the DMX512 output so that the LEDs run at 20% brightness. So this is great, right? I’m portable... right? Only snag is the huge lag with animations. This could be any number of problems including poor WIFI connection but my assumption is that its due to a lack of power. I’m going to get a power bench and see if that improves frame rate and lag, as well as potentially running multiple data lines to the strips. The good news is my circuit is super stable. It’s been running for hours and there have been no issues with overheating.

Holy shit it’s working! BTW the final output will not be swirling rainbows. This is just to test that every light/color is working ;)

Finally... It works Turned out to be a software issue. So glad I didn’t give up or try to rewire, re-solder or pay for an expensive power bench. Sometimes you’re convinced you know what the issue is before you’ve exhausted every possible avenue with the tools you have. So happy I could cry. Next step will be to solder the circuits together and start putting the lights onto the helmet itself. I can now play any media directly onto the matrix over WiFi!

[fearsomesheep]

hey ok i got some more you should do 32 for Lucy and then um OH 18 and 34 for Lucy's older sisters Victoria, Sarah, and Ellen please if you can AND THEN 39 and 40 for all the Lucy/Austin kiddos like Rory and Gus and I might be forgetting one of them crud

THESE ARE SUPER INTERESTING QUESTIONS THANK YOU SO MUCH BRO! Sorry my answer has taken so long. Iceland Adventures happened :’D Also heads up this is gonna be a long one… but let’s do this!

32. Do[es Lucy] have a go-to story in conversation? Or a joke?

Any story from her circus days, man. She has so many stories it’s actually a shock for people to find out that she was only there for a few short years. (If they ever find out, that is. Lu’s happy to let people assume she straight up grew up there). As for a specific story it depends on the topic. If it’s Lucy starting the conversation she can legit just be like “I used to live with the circus :D” and that’s usually unusual enough to spark a conversation.

18. What embarrasses[Lucy’s sisters]? 

Victoria: Her parent’s generation and their old fashioned views. This is why she gets into the suffroget movement when it finally takes wing. She’s not outlandishly progressive herself though - which is why she still has a husband and kid before Lucy even runs away to the circus - and also why she’d be embarassed by, like, public nudity and stuff. Or even fashion showing too much cleavage or whatever. There’s progressive and then there’s just plain indecent.

Sarah: Being proven wrong or shown up in front of people.

Nelly: Again, “indecent” things. Usually in public places. She’d lightly hassle Lucy about letting her hair be wild instead of tying it up nicely when she’s galavanting around without permission. Nelly can overlook a lot of things, but over all, yeah. I guess she’s understandably prude.

34. How hard is it for [Lucy’s sisters] to shake a sense of guilt?

Victoria: Victoria can be quite cold and as such easily wash her hands of any guilt. Even if it’s something she rightly feels guilty for and finds difficult to overcome, she won’t let it hold her back overall. She’ll adjust her ways if need be though. Victoria deals with things very internally.

Sarah: In the habit of pawning off guilt onto other people. “No U should feel bad for this thing I did”. Sarah honey, no.

Ellen: Not so easy. Nelly takes her time to make peace with things, but she can get there eventually.

39. How easy is it for [the Kimber kids] to ignore flaws in other people?

Gus: Like his dad, I reckon Gus doesn’t necessarily ignore people’s flaws but he can acknowledge and… deal appropriately with them? Words.

Rory: Depends on what the flaw is. Rory can be a liiiittle judgemental, but only if it’s a flaw she sees as entirely in the person’s control. You’re racist? EDUCATE YO’ SELF. Ignorant? EDUCATE YO’ SELF. Selfish? EDUCATE YO’ SELF ON SYMPATHY YOU JERK. She’d never hassle someone for being shy or something though. That’s not really a flaw to Rory though.

AJ: (The one you semi-remembered! I’m impressed you remembered him at all since I barely post anything about him like ever.

40. How sensitive are[the Kimber kids] to their own flaws?

Gus: Boy is f*ckin flawless whatchu talkin’ bout? Lol no jk jk, Gus is very aware of his own flaws but he owns them. “Yeahh, I definitely could have done better on that test if I studied but I did okay so I’m probably not gonna study for the next one either.” “Oh yeah I have the memory of a GOLDFISH, bro.” “Wait what did you just say? I completely tunes out for a second there because I have butterflies for brains.”

Rory: RORY HAS NO FLAWS HOW DARE YOU. Jk Jk again! She’d definitely ironically be like that though. Someone tell’s Rory she has a short fuse and she explodes in faux offence. Some flaws she definitely needs pointing out to her, but overall I think Rory would take genuine critisism to heart and try to better herself. Takes a grown up to own your mistakes, man.

AJ: VERY SENSITIVE MY POOR BABY. He’s pretty quiet (for a Kimber kid anyway) and so he takes critisism to heart and just… lets it fester there. He’s aware of his short comings (or perceived short comings) and if anyone points them out it only makes things worse. He’ll work on them if he can, but if he can’t it just makes him extra self-concious about them. Overall he’s probably very self-concious actually. He’s good at internalising though so it’s not necessarily that obvious to other people.

And now throwing this over to @lilbluestem to answer for her trio of Kimber kiddoes! \o/

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