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guardianoffandoms · 3 years

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Here’s my gift for @voxymoxyboxy for the Sam and Max secret Santa! I hope that you like it!

SHOCK, CRACKLE, POPPERS!

Summary: After Sam and Max escape the pit of hell using Santa’s sleigh, The Soda Poppers decide to trap them in a way they can’t escape!

A chill runs through the main office of hell. Said office had always been about 2 degrees above comfortable because it is hell, after all. Our Dubious Duo, Sam and Max, have escaped the pit of hell and are working on a plan to put the Poppers in their place! However, that plan isn't exactly panning out.

Sam had been in the process of creating a cake so he could trick the Soda Poppers into sending themselves into the pit. This plan had one flaw, the Soda Poppers, while they are annoying, and pesky, and a pain in the ass, they are also remarkably perceptive when someone wants to hurt them. Case in point, when Sam was creating the cake, Peepers realized that he was up to something and quickly alerted his brothers. Together they trapped our duo in cages deep below hell, to wither and suffer for all eternity.

“SAM! THE WRITER IS TRYING TO BE EDGY!” Max whines before Sam interrupts.

“Quiet onion-head, you can break the fourth wall later! Right now we gotta get out of here!”

Sam looks around the room, assessing the situation. He and Max were trapped in cages suspended above apparently bottomless chasms, connected only by brick pathways that had an elevator at one end and an endless number of more cages at the other. Sam scratches at his neck only to discover a collar wrapped around his neck. After a moment or two of trying to pry it off, Sam shrugs and decides to ignore it for the moment.

“Well nice to know interior decorators go to heaven.” Max deadpans.

“Hey Max! Look up there!” Sam exclaims, pointing at a speaker resting atop the elevator.

After a few moments, the speaker screeches to life. They quickly wished it stayed off.

“Hello, Sam and Max!” Specs’ voice rings out. “And welcome to your permanent resting place! We have trapped you in- Hey! Move it!” “No Specs! You can't hog the Announcer of Doom!” they hear Whizzer wine

“Yes I can! I called dibs!”

“Max, I found our personal hell,”

“Being forced to listen to their nasally, annoying, prepubescent complaining for the rest of eternity?”

“I was going to say reruns of care bears but yeah that too.”

“ENOUGH! Sam and Max, for getting in our way we created a perfect trap! One where Sam can't talk or Rube Goldberg his way out! And Max, you can escape, but you have to leave Sam behind! Try to free him, and Sam will pay the price! HAHAH-” The speaker cuts off before Peepers finishes laughing, leaving our duo confused by his warning. Well, one confused and the other concerned.

After a few moments, Sam and Max’s gazes move from the speaker to each other.

“Well that was ominous.” Sam grimaces.

“Yeah, but come on Sam, it's the Soda Poppers! Those pint-sized halfwits couldn't work a mousetrap! Let's get the hell outta hell!” Max exclaims, pulling himself up on the bars of his cage for effect. His show of confidence working wonders on Sam, his grimace turning back into his trademark smile. “You’re right little buddy! Now let's get you out first since apparently you can escape without me, so your cage must be faulty in some way!” Sam exclaims as he looks over Max's cage.

Sam quickly notices that Max's cage is closed by a padlock and chain. “Alright max! All you gotta do is undo the lock. If you got a paperclip this would be a gre-” Sam is cut off by a loud crunch and the bang of the padlock hitting the ground. “Well Sam, while a paper clip would have worked, my jaw needed the exercise!” Max remarks as his cage door swings open and he wanders over to Sam. “You’re a menace to biology little buddy.”

Their jovial attitude was short lived, the closer Max got the more static seemed to build around Sam's neck. “Max, don't touCH TH-!” Sam's plea quickly turned into a pained whine when Max touched the cage. At the noise, Max stumbles back and the speaker crackles to life once more.

“Uh oh! Looks like you found out our plan!” Whizzers voice screeches out. “If you touch Sam's cage, he gets ZAPPED! If he tries to help you free himself, ZAP! No talking, no ideas, no planning!” The reality of the situation starts to set in, and Max was ready to behead three child stars. “Have fun with your cage! Bye-bye!”

The speaker goes quiet, and so do our heroes.

Sam lifts himself up from his fallen position to gaze at Max. He couldn't get out alone, and nobody could read him better than Max. Meanwhile, Max is shivering. Not from hell's new climate, but shivering with rage. He whips around to Sam and sharply grins. “Alright Sam, what's the plan? Because I got two paws, a gun, and the will to make murder a felony in hell.”

Sam smirks at the lagomorph before standing up and observing the lock on his cage. It was a simple lock and chain, same as Max’s. However, Sam did not possess Max’s biting force nor his probably illegal teeth, so they’d have to improvise. He motioned towards the lock and did a hand gesture for a gun. Max quickly understood Sam's bad charades and pulled out his gun to shoot the lock. Before he could pull the trigger, Sam falls to the ground, electricity flooding his body. After a few moments, the shocks stop and Sam lays on the floor catching his breath.

“We got a plan B, Sam? Because as much as I love hearing your pathetic whining, the fact that I'm not causing it kinda sours the enjoyment, ya know?” While his banter was playful, Sam could see the anger building in Max. Satan help the Soda Poppers, because not even god can save them now. Leaning against the side of his cage, Sam holds up his pointer finger and gives Max a wink. A look of realization crosses the lagomorphs face, followed by a grin that he quickly covers with a look of pure grief.

“Sam. Sam, come on. You can't give up that easy! You never give up that easy!” Max exclaimes gesturing around him. ”Come on Sam, we made it to hell! We can make it out, Sam! SAM!” as he spoke, Max started to cry.

“Sam we’ve known each other forever! You can't just give up!” Max looks at Sam,and Sam nods before taking off his hat. Max gazes at the hat a moment before- “FINE THEN! THEN THIS IS THE END SAM! HAVE A NICE AFTERLIFE!” Max yells before storming towards the elevator.

Meanwhile, the Soda Poppers are watching this play out from the main office of hell. A few moments after Max stalks towards the elevator, the camera feed cuts out, leading the Poppers to believe that Max was leaving without Sam. The elevator rises, its doors opening to reveal Max, looking sullen and angry. As the elevator doors close, Max turns to the Poppers.

“Well well well, it looks like the freelance police are over!” Specs proclaims joyfully. Max grimaces and responds, “yeah, turns out Sam wants to do this on his own. Has a whole plan that I'm apparently not smart enough to comprehend so whatever. I've got a wedding to officiate anyway.” Max mutters walking to hell's kitchen next to hell's meeting room. Opening the fridge max pulls out an odd looking concoction, resembling a cake with a bright red candle.

As Max walked back to the Poppers, he shoots the bell at the top of the ice cream truck now parked inside the office. The bell ringing causes Specs to close his book and now all that needed to happen was the Soda Poppers blowing out their candle.

“Hey Whizzer.” Max spoke casually. “Mind showing me your new trick again? I couldn't see it last time because Sam was in the way.” “Of course I can! Or my name isn't Whizz-rael the Tormentor!” Max pulls out the cake so the fire lights the candle. At the sight the Poppers jump for joy. “Aww! You remembered!” “Yep, I sure did, wouldn't miss your birthday for anything!”

As always, the word ‘birthday’ makes the mariachi band show up. And as they finish their song, the soda poppers blow out the candle. Sending them straight into the pit. “CURSE YOU SAM AND MAX!” their voices cry, growing fainter the further they fall. As the portal closes, the elevator opens again, revealing Sam!

Max smiles, running over to Sam. “TA-DA! Another case closed, another set of lives ruined! I say we head home and eat junk food till the cows come home! What do ya think, Sam?” Sam grins at Max’s antics before pointing to the collar still affixed to his neck. Max pauses. “Oooh, right, kinda forgot about that.” He jumps up on Sam's back and grabs the collar before snapping it with his teeth. Sam pulls the remaining metal off, rubs his neck and turns to Max. “Thanks Max, another minute in that thing and I'd have pulled a Cujo!”

“You mean go feral and kill helpless civilians? Sounds like fun! Can we? Can we please?” Max pleads, his smile too wide to appear anything but dangerous. “Sorry little buddy but you gotta wedding to officiate and I've gotta reload my gun.” Sam remarks, walking towards the exit. “Yeah, you’d think the Soda Poppers woulda taken that but eh, made it easy for you to shoot your way out.” Max replies, walking instep with Sam. “Yep, now let's get outta hell before beelze-bub eats all the hors d'oeuvres.”

#sam and max: ss2020 #telltale sam and max #sam and max freelance police #sam and max #set in 2:05 #soda poppers

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same-snake-different-skin · 4 years

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this is not my idea btw xD how would the bois react to us being a mythical creature headcannons?(Illy is gonna go feral i can tell omg)

I hope you've realised that you've released the beast.

And it wasn't your idea? That is a first ansnsnknh, also each boi will just have a specific one bc I'm lazy and incoherent and ill so yeet

Dark

At first he's just like "what the actual fuck?" but as he figures it out he's like "oh, so you're a mythical creature? Well, you're not so mythical now."

You met when he decided to go out on a walk once, and he saw a light and went towards it.

You were there, obviously, perched in the branch of a tree, and you both freeze upon seeing each other.

Next thing Dark knows, there's a talon around his torso and he's up in the air.

He takes a moment to figure out what you are, but when he does, he freaks out slightly, because oh fuck, he's midair, and probably about to fall to his death.

Not that it hasn't happened before.

When you realise that he's not even struggling, you stop, midair, and just hover there, staring at him in confusion.

He's not even scared?

You decide to fly down and just put him back down, and when you do, he's immediately circling you, curious.

"You're absolutely stunning."

And then you reveal to him that you're human, too.

He's taken aback, but not too much.

Consider him hooked.

For now, let just assume that you're a Phoenix, reborn from the ashes of those once lost.

He would understand that.

Dark would know what it's like to die and then come back again, right? Of course he would.

He finds comfort in knowing that he's not the only one who had to suffer something like that.

So. Much. Respect.

Seriously this boy has so much respect for you, and not just because you could incinerate him within seconds.

His body is kinda cold all the time, for reasons, and you're literally a loving heater so he probably cuddles you more often than not. Don't tell the others that, though.

He. Loves. Your. Wings.

If it weren't for the fact that they were too hot to touch, he'd run his hands through the feathers.

On the occasion that you do just decide to go full Phoenix, he's in awe.

Literally, you're a giant flaming bird, you're immortal, and you could set fire to anything at any given moment, if you wanted too.

He's even a little bit scared, though he knows you wouldn't hurt him.

He hopes.

Yancy

He'd always wondered why there was a giant block of the prison that nobody but Murderslaughter was allowed in.

So, one night he snuck in, only to be met by a torrent of water.

He dives behind a pillar, and then pokes his head out, to see two glowing eyes, burning blue, peering out at him from the dark.

And then he panics, because WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?

Help him.

When he calms down, he looks out again, and slowly steps from behind the pillar, and forwards, into...water?

The following growl would scare the living daylights out of him, because he can't see a thing but the eyes, which are following his every movement.

He fumbles around for a light switch and finally finds one and turns it one.

The space illuminates, and yep, there you are. An absolutely furious Sea Serpent of some type, absolutely furious. Not to mention you're chained up.

Yancy freezes, and then you realise that oh shit he's not gonna hurt me

And so you calm down, and instead of growling, make a noise that sounds like soft clicking.

He sees the chains, and frowns, obviously confused, and sets to work on picking the locks that hold them in place.

You calmly watch him while he works, admittedly admiring him.

He's very cute

When the chains are finally loose, you shake them off, and curl around Yancy, looking into his eyes. He looks a bit scared, but then you're suddenly human, with your arms around him.

He's shook.

Help him.

He helps sneak you out of the prison, and then you come back every third Sunday for visitation.

He's in love. Help him.

The poor baby is absolutely smitten with you.

Please just kiss him.

And so you do.

You're both instantly deemed cutest couple by all the inmates.

You may or may not have decided to get arrested just so you could be with him all the time oops

He's honoured that such an amazing being like you would want to stay with him.

Sometimes you'll both sneak out of prison and you'll take him down to the nearest body of water, which is a very large and secluded lake.

He loves to just admire you while you play about in the water, chirping happily.

Let. Him. Stroke. Your. Scales.

It'll make him happy.

Illinois

He's on an adventure, the usual, but this time he'd ventured into a mountain range and he'd found a 'temple' type place.

Illy, being the idiot he is, went in, taking now notice of the scorch marks on the walls and floor.

Then he sees the diamond on a pedestal. He can't help but dive forwards to get it, and then a cage drops down on him, and a h u g e shadow covers the ground.

He can hear wing beats, but he's a little too scared to look.

Then there's a thump, as something hits the ground. Then the cage is being lifted. And then there's a hot gust of air around him, and he finally peeks, finding himself eye to eye with a dragon.

Well, fuck.

He kinda just stares, and you stare back.

Staring contest to assert dominance? Yup.

You win, obviously, and he hold the diamond out, admittedly too scared to try and keep it.

However, you're much more mesmerized by the guy in front of you.

Illy can't help but notice that your hide is littered with scars, and he assumes that other people have found you before, and obviously knew about you.

He scowls slightly at that, and risks moving closer. You jerk backwards, roaring, and he's on the ground, having stumbled backwards.

He's not one to give up though, and your eyes are way too human for you to just be a dragon. He tries again, this time mumbling that he won't hurt you, and you let him, watching his every move, barbed tail at the ready, and a blast of fire gathered, which is given away by the smoke leaking from the your bared teeth.

He keeps his word, though, and just looks at the scars, amazed.

Then he notices the skeleton in the corner of the room

No comment

He decides to hang about for a while and when you finally trust him enough, you let it be shown that, hey, he was right, you are too human just to be a dragon.

He's shocked, but instantly amazed.

"You are much more interesting than that diamond, Love."

Ah, he's flirting already.

It may be working.

Anyways, time skip.

You two are feral.

He's also pretty feral for you but that's for another time.

You've got sharp teeth and he loves that but shhh

He treats you like royalty, and you treat him like the most precious thing you've ever seen.

Which he is.

That may be the Dragon Instincts™ talking, though.

You. Go. On. Adventures. Together.

You can also fucking demolish anyone who tries to hurt you two on adventures too, so there's that.

In conclusion? Power duo.

Actor Mark

He kinda just...finds you on the manor grounds one day.

He knows a lot about mythology so he instantly figures out what you are.

What, exactly, are you?

A griffin.

The second you see him, you've got him pinned against the ground, sharp beak ready to tear him to shreds if need be.

The idiot isn't afraid, though, and he just reaches up and gently pets your feathers

You instantly just melt, and start cawing softly, which he finds adorable.

The caretaker comes across you two, and is a little bewildered to find that the resident Griffin is actually just a giant cat that craves attention.

Welp

You can bet that when h realises that you're strong enough to carry his weight, he'll want a ride.

Not. Like. That.

He just wants to see the world from above.

Seriously why would anyone say no?

He's absolutely ecstatic when he finds that you're human as well.

Cue him giving you all sorts of gifts.

You name it, he'll get it.

He knows that Griffins have a thing for hoarding things and he's all to happy to cater to that.

Even though you tell him not too.

He does it anyway.

Expect a lot of pampering.

He. Loves. You.

Love him, please.

First kiss? Probably after he gave you something a little too valuable.

At first you were a little annoyed but eventually you just gave in and kissed him senseless.

Gosh, I would do the same, if I could.

Wilford

I am running out of creatures ok.

He's just casually hopping dimensions, cause he can, and then he finds you.

At first he's like "is that a fucking fish??"

No, it's you! And you're a Siren, not a fish.

Well, half fish, half human, who can blame him.

You're sleeping and he's very lucky because if you aren't he might be dead by now.

And then the dumbass wakes you up.

Good going, Wil.

Your tail is quickly no longer a tail, and you've got him underwater before he can realise what's actually going on.

Cue Wilford pulling out his gun.

You shriek, and swim down before he can fire it.

Wil. You scared them.

You come back up soon enough, having decided that he's not worth the risk.

He's sat at the edge of the lake, and he sees you come up a few metres away

He waves, and you wave back to entertain him.

T i m e S k i p ?

You're now inseparable. Wilford literally forced the other egos to help him install a giant pool, as lake-like as possible, for you.

Obviously you're glad.

The others are a bit confused as to why Wil decided to just...date a Siren.

Singing him to sleep? Yes. Please.

Oh, the possibilities.

Damien

At this point I've run out of creatures so kaboom you're a Peryton, a Deer with the wings of a Bird

He's just walking out in the woods one night when he sees a deer, with two blobs on it's back.

He decides to go closer to check the deer out, and upon seeing you properly, he gasps.

This causes you to look at him, and freeze like a deer in headlights (ha!)

He edges closer, slowly, making soft clicking noises as he goes.

You continue to watch, sensing that he's got no malice about him, and let him come close enough.

He's got no idea what you are, but he's amazed anyways.

He reaches out and gently begins to pet your wings.

It's very nice.

Eventually he has to leave, but you don't want him too so bam, human time.

He's. Shook.

He doesn't know how to respond.

Congrats, you've broken him.

He decides to let you stay the night at his, though.

It takes him a while to get used to you but when he does, he becomes a bean.

Absolutely adorable, Damien is.

If he ever cooks food for you both, remind him that you physically cannot eat meat.

Please, he's trying his best.

God he's so soft.

#Darkiplier x reader #darkiplier #yancy x reader #yancy #illinois x reader #illinois #actor mark x reader #actor!mark x reader #actor mark #actor!mark #wilford warfstache x reader #wilford warfstache #damien x reader #mayor damien x reader #damien #mayor damien #x reader #self insert

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battleshot · 4 years

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Kiss the tears right off your face, won’t get scared, that’s the old, old, old me.

Gladio awoke half past six in the morning. He slid out of bed with a silent ease and took a shower, leaving Prompto sleeping with nothing more than a kiss to the temple.

He blow dried his hair, letting it fall in it’s natural waves to his shoulders. On one side, he strung a few metallic loops through the strands before braiding it together. A touch of cologne was put on his collarbone and he pulled on his Crownsguard training tank top and a pair of comfy sweats.

There were still a lot of preparations to work with. He sat at the hotel room desk a moment and hastily scrawled a note to set on the bedside table. His writing was abysmal on a good day and with his shaky nerves today, it was worse but, he had full faith that Prompto would get the jist of it.

See you at the altar. Car’s coming for you at 5. Don’t keep me waiting, Chickadee. I love you

- Gladiolus

He took one more long, fond look at the hotel room. Lestaullum had really provided all the amenities. Had he planned it better, they could have stayed for days. Though, after the quick ceremony they’d likely have time to revisit it as something more than just partners.

He’d chosen Lestaullum for a multitude of reasons. For it’s aesthetics, for how much fun they’d had at the Assassin’s Festival, for how it was a place they’d always revisit and for how it was just far enough from the drama of their day to day lives but, close enough that if the King should need them, they could bolt guns blazing and return to continue. Every detail had been agonizingly thought through by the Shield despite it seeming so haphazard a thought of let��s elope. Let’s just go for it.

It was at an overlook of the Disc of Cauthess that Gladio worked creating a little place of their own with fairy lights that would accentuate the scenery behind them, lined flowers along the cliff’s edge: red gladiolus flowers and sunflowers. When the sun began to set when Prompto was to arrive… everything would be picturesque. And despite his partner being the one usually behind the camera, he had been sure to have someone on standby to capture this moment as well.

He got changed into something a little more formal– a hybrid between a proper suit and his Kingsglaive coat and awaited the other man with his nerves muddling in the pit of his stomach.

Prompto was a vision. And dare he say it– he cried instantly.

I thank the oceans for giving me you, you saved me once and now I’ll save you too… I won’t hesitate for you.

“All day, i’ve been antsy.” He took Prompto’s hands in his and gave them a squeeze. “Thinking today would be the best day of my life, but the thought of spending the rest of my days with you, makes me believe the best is yet to come.

I will be your loyal knight and your Prince Charming all in one. Today and every day. I promise to annoy the shit out of you and sweep you off your feet in the same breath.

If you promise to love me, I will love you – hold me and I will hold you – follow me and I will follow you – let us love, follow and hold each other to the ends of the earth.

Let what is bound today never be broken, let the eternal be reflected in our matrimony.

Prompto Argentum, my chickadee, my sunshine.”

Gladio took the ring he’d been holding for what felt like forever out of his pocket and held it between two fingers, ready to slide it on the other’s finger.

“Do you promise to love me forever? To finally, after all the messes… become my husband?”

He groans knowingly, as always when he knew Gladio left his side. His half of the bed still smells like him, he to smile, falling to his partner's side of the bed. Taking a moment to simply breathe, to simply be. The realisation of his own wedding day ‘pon his thoughts. Eventually, he rolls over -- looking across the room, noticing a few items to be missing. Causing hum in thought as he prys himself to sitting position. And slowly, with curiosity, he moves from the comfort of the hotel bed. Had it of not been for a few items remaining, the blond might have worried -- Gladio bailing last minute. A note ‘pon the side draws attention. Lifting with one hand, squinting with one eye -- then the other, folding the paper in the light, angling to be able to read. He appreciated the effort, but he really didn’t have the best handwriting.

A rush of warmth, his heart beating noticeably louder in his chest, a wide smile stretching and accentuating facial features. Prompto clutches the note to his body, almost in a giddy like way. Shaking head with some disbelief, followed by a little happy jump for only him to witness. A short giggle may slip as he places the note down, dresses himself in casual clothing. Using the phone in the room, to order everything off the breakfast menu, ensuring this might help give some stability on this day that he is a bag of nerves.

After eating more than he could possibly believe, he showers, grooms himself and takes a moment to take out the suit bag he had with him, laying it on the bed, unzipping it just. He gasps. It was real. This day was real, it was here, nothing could stop either of them. They’d fight them both together if they so much as dare to try. Hours of pacing in between, reciting his vows again and again -- ensuring he knew them by heart -- he did, but anxiety was a bitch and could quite as easily grab him at an unwarranted moment.

But, soon came the time to prepare. Dressing himself, checking himself out in the mirror, fixing his hair and trying to restrain any tears that began to prick in the corner of his eyes. In a matter of time, he’d be Prompto Amicitia. And a last minute pinch to himself before he meets Cor at the car. As Ignis instructed, a box in the car. Though he was not a bride, Ignis, Noctis and Cor decided to help put together sentiments. The something old was simply a note that stated ‘ gladio is three years older than you ‘ to which he laughed, reading his name made him place his hand over his mouth, holding back tears and emotions. Placing the note to one side of the box, he takes out the something ‘new’ a boutonniere, ivory, matching with his suit -- a finishing touch. Something borrowed -- to which he notices a chain, lifting it delicately so -- Noct informs him the chain is something borrowed, but on it charms adorned that represent him and Gladio, a shield with a gun engraved ‘pon it. And finally, something blue -- he’d already covered that with the socks he wore that day. Simple, but it did the job.

He brings his friends into a hug, tears now free falling. He couldn’t hold back his emotions any longer -- not that he ever did, but it all became apparent in one waterfall of emotion. Careful, he takes a tissue from his pocket, ensuring he doesn’t leave tear stains on his freshly ironed suit. And he hops into the car, dabbing his eyes just so. Breathing slow. Texting Gladio, making him aware he was on the way. He probably should’ve left it, and known the other would expect him to arrive, but it was that last minute reassurance. A text back which simply read. ‘ I love you. ‘ and he holds his hands together, fiddling so as he attempts to calm himself.

And they arrive, the shakes begin. Noct gives him a reassuring pat on the arm, beginning to head forward -- alerting those awaiting for the ceremony to begin. Composing himself, he stands away from view -- and after a few moments, does he approach. Of course his eyes immediately search for his. And he is looking right back for the blond. Gods, he was a sight. Dressed formal, all the colours accentuating everything about him. -- He couldn’t be any more in love, lucky in love, than he was in that moment.

He stands beside Gladio, taking his hands in his, listening to words shared by the one who was to wed them, tears streaming down Prompto’s cheek -- through the biggest smile. Seeing Gladio had cried would only set him off also, he’d rarely seen him cry -- nothing like this. He places gentle reassuring kisses to Gladio’s knuckles -- even though he may be shaking like a leaf, he attempted that caring little affection to help ease his soon to be husband. He was borderline gross sobbing, smiling and laughing through Gladio’s vows to him. And then, it was his turn to respond.

“ Gladio … I promise to be there to catch you if you should stumble, carry you over every threshold, and fall in love with you every day. Without you I am nothing - with you I am more than myself. I give you the best of me, my heart, my soul, forever. “ And he in return, slides the ring he kept safe -- saved for him. And he looks to him, truly as though a new light was ‘pon them both. And nobody, nothing, not a single thing in this world could stop him from nodding repeatedly, through sobs, to make those vows true. “ Yes, Gladio … Yes … I do… I will… Yes… “ Covering every base, every option of the answer. Lips meet to his as though t’was the first time, a new ignition, a spark for their burning fire -- taking him in his arms and making him his.. Officially. Now to be …. Prompto Amicitia.

#[ basically this took hours to reply so --- i cba with editing aside from small text ]#shshdhsdhskjd #promptio #strictomiles #𝙾𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗' 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 #𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗' 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚗𝚎𝚝 -- 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜 #submission

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milasartblog · 4 years

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Be "Yourself"

Algaron struggled a lot to break free, but spike chains were too strong to let him out. Michael and Cereza were stunned to see Lucifer here.

Michael: Luci!

Lucifer: What are you two doing here?? Algaron is my problem, you should have asked me before going after this psychopath!

Cereza: But you were not there, so we had to do it ourselves! And where have you been all this time??

Michael: Cera, Luci, there is no time for arguements. Better team up for now, discussions later.

But their discussions were interrupted by evil laugh of Algaron, who still tried to escape from chains.

Algaron: How sweet~ The Ruler of Hell himself came to stop me~ How so “angelic” of him~ Maybe your pitful angel told you to do so? Or is it your dear Father?~

The anger escaped from Lucifer as he swang the chain with Algaron to the wall, hitting him so hard that almost broke it. The sound of broken bones can be heard from Algaron’s body as he shouted.

MIchael: Luci, no!! We will suspect a lot of people like this!!

Cereza: Not talking about destroying the whole building!

Covering her head, she and Michael tried to approach to Lucifer, while he moved his chain with Algaron to another wall and to the ground. Algaron growled in pain as tried to get up. Lucifer approached to Algaron and grabbed him by the neck the same way as Algaron did to Cereza.

Lucifer: Seems like exiling you was the worst decision i did in my life. Not only you killed other demons for your own sake, you also tried to hurt Archangel and one of my demons! What were you trying to achieve by this??

Algaron: Tsk, you didn’t realise it?? It’s all about power, my dear Lucifer~

Lucifer: I’m not your “dear”. And power? Really? Are you yanking my feather, boy?? You didn’t even progressed that much! What you called powers is nothing more than just some spells that will not do any damage to me.

Algaron: And yet, i managed to hurt a bit an Archangel~ True, it didn’t damage him that much, but it doesn’t matter. The matter is that it still affected you somehow~ Did we become so obliging to angels again?~ Or is it because of being so cared to human souls?~ Or is it all because of the demon’s opinion about you?~ Tell me, Lucifer, what are these souls to you? Or these angels? Nothing, just a thing that can be used for your purpose. We demons manipulate them all years, it’s our nature to do it, to become stronger every year by using their souls for our purpose, to make them our puppets for our desires. And yet, you didn’t do any of it in any year since you became a Ruler of Hell. Maybe there were demon stuff you did in the past, but they were nothing. I kept asking myself what a true demon supposed to be? And guess what, i found an answer~ A “true” demon form~

Trying to keep his anger, Lucifer clenched his teeth, holding Algaron’s neck so tightly, almost breaking it. Michael and Cereza were astonished of how strong and heavily hits were as they approached to Lucifer.

Michael: Lucifer, wait, don’t do any ridiculous actions now! We can still handle it without any other proper damage.

Lucifer: Mike, go away. This is my problem, not yours.

Algaron: Yeah, annoying angel, go away~ This is between me and sweet Lucifer~

Not holding the anger anymore Lucifer faced Algaron to the ground violently, preparing his sharp claws.

Michael: Lucifer, wait!!

Michael grabbed Lucifer’s hand to stop him from doing what he was about to. Cereza stood stunned and shocked at the scene. She has never seen Lucifer like this before: mad, furious, ready to tier appart anyone who stands on his way. Despite the pain, Algaron still smirked evily.

Algaron: C’mon, Lucifer~ Do it~ Show them what a real demon you are~

Michael: Lucifer, no, don’t do it!

Lucifer: Go away, Michael, it’s not of your business!

Michael: Of course it is! It’s not like you to do it. Even when punishing you were not like this.

With worry Michael kept holding Lucifer’s arm as he struggled to escape. Cereza stood puzzled and frozen. She didn’t know what to do, what to say in this situation. Her mind kept telling her to run, run away, hide, never go out. But something kept her from doing it. Was it a guilt for not telling Lucifer about her plans? Or that because of her this situation happened? Suddenly she remembered the library situation.

“Lucifer: It’s okay, I was not in a hurry. And I’m sorry, Ms Cereza for the punishment.

Cereza: It’s okay, sewing and fixing up librarian clothes for demon librarian is not that big deal.”

She remembered how Lucifer looked at her with guilty. And yet, she found it fair for her. She knew that no matter what Lucifer would not deal damaged to demons, even if they did something really bad. He tried to be “fair” with them. WIth little determination she ran to Michael and tried to help him.

Michael: M-Ms Cereza?

Lucifer: Cereza, go away, i will deal with him myself!

Cereza: Are you so sure about it, Lucifer?

Lucifer: Don’t make me do this to you!

Cereza: Do what? Hurt me? I know you a bit enough to be sure that you will not do it!

Lucifer: And how can you be so sure about it?? You don’t even-

Cereza: Because true Lucifer will always be fair to us!!

Suddenly the silence covered the building. Lucifer kept facing Algaron to the ground, but his expression...changed. He was paralized by Cereza’s words. Michael and Cereza kept holding his hand just in case.

Cereza: I know i don’t know you enough to understand you, i know that i’m... just a human who barely understand what demon feels. And yet, you know how humans say: one action can change everything. Sounds weird, right? And yet, that day when we met changed my life. I can’t say completely, but...it did. I never was a religious person, but i did heard a lot of scary stories about demon Lucifer. But they’re just simple scary stories. What i saw that day was the demon who just wants to do things what he thinks is right, to have the peace and independence from anyone and yet still care about someone at the same time. A demon, who wants to change the Hell how he sees is right, to make it a place where people can at least escape from unfairness of the life in this world or of God’s “laws”. A demon...a fallen angel...it doesn’t matter who you are, Lucifer. You are “you”. Lucifer we know, Lucifer i know.

Tears started to come from her eyes as she held his arm tightly.

Michael: Ms Cereza...

He was astonished and amazed by her words. Nobody dared to say a word in this moment. Well, Algaron still tried to mumble something, but his face was buried to the ground that nothing could be understand from his words. Suddenly Cereza and Michael felt an ease on their hands. Lucifer put his hand down, hiding the claws as looked down at Algaron. The horns were hidden, but chains didn’t disappear.

Michael: L-Luci?

He and Cereza looked suspiciously and worried at Lucifer. He seemed...calm? No anger was visible on his face. Instead there was a moment of calm face, then a light smile.

Lucifer: Lucifer you know, you say? Huh, well, you still have so much time to understand me, Cereza. But...i must say you made a great speech on it.

He looked at Michael and Cereza with smile. They couldn’t believe on what they were seeing. Was it really Lucifer standing in front of them?

Lucifer: Why such look? Like you haven’t seen me like this for centuries~

Michael and Cereza: Lucifer!!

They hugged Lucifer tightly as he almost fell down, but kept holding Algaron’s head with his hand.

Lucifer: Woah woah, guys, chill out, i will not handle three divine beings at the same time. I have only one free hand~

Michael: You scared us like this to death. I thought that you-

Lucifer: Will become like that again? Heh, i would say that it was doubtful, but yeah, it could happen. Still, i’m glad it didn’t. Thank you, guys.

He smiled to them as they smiled back while Cereza dried her tears. Suddenly, Algaron’s mumble escaped from the ground.

Algaron: “Awww, i’m gonna cry”. How about to let me out and we will have a serious fight???!

Lucifer: Oh, don’t worry, we didn’t forget about you. But first, we have other things to deal with, i will deal with you later.

He opened the portal that lead to a prison and threw chained Algaron to prison, closing the portal and hearing his annoying shout of “let me out and fight like a man!”.

Cereza: Umm, are you sure it’s safe to let him go to prison like this? What if he break the chains?

Michael: Luci’s chains are unbreakable for other demons, unless their powers are like ours.

Lucifer: Algaron did changed a lot, but not enough to compete with me. Still, i will make sure he pay for what he did to you two. I’m...so sorry for not coming in time and being closed to myself. I was too selfish to everyone that didn’t even notice what was happening around. I will understand if you don’t forgive me-

Michael: What are you talking about, Luci? Of course we forgive you! It happens to everyone.

Lucifer: Really?

Cereza: Yes, Lucifer. Even i experienced such change when i was human. And yet, i’m here. Well, as demon of course, but still the same Cereza.

Lucifer: Heh, guess you’re right.

Everyone smiled to each other as Lucifer looked at Michael’s tiered up shirt.

Lucifer: How is your wound?

Michael: Oh, this one? Nah, it was unpleasant, but nothing i can’t handle. It healed up completely. But yeah, i will definitely need to get new shirt for human form.

Lucifer: Well, you can use mine if-

???: There you are, Lucifer!! Prepare to face consequences!

A sudden voice sounded from the distance, but as Lucifer turned around he felt a sudden electricity flowing through his body. Cereza was about to panic, but....nothing serious happened. Lucifer giggled as looked at the one who tried to use stun gun on him - Axel.

Lucifer: And that’s it? It honestly tickles me a lot. But good try, buddy.

Axel: What the-?? How didn’t it work on you??

Lucifer: Don’t forget who i am~

Liya: Lucifer!

Another voice sounded from the distance as Liya ran closer to the crew.

Liya: We finally found you. I so wanted to tell you that-

The sentence was broken by sudden hug from Lucifer. Liya got frozen for a moment.

Lucifer: I know, Liya. It’s my fault that i didn’t listen to you. I really didn’t mean to hurt you and yet i did it. I’m so sorry. I will listen to you next time.

She was speechless as stood frozen for a couple of seconds, then hugged Lucifer back. Michael and Cereza smiled as admired the little sceen between guard and his ward while Axel stood confused on how his stun gun didn’t work on Lucifer.

Cereza: But what are we going to do now? I’m pretty sure that police noticed already that something happened in the underground parking.

Lucifer: Oh no worries, i will fix it~

Michael: Are you sure?

Lucifer: I made a mess, i have to clean after myself~

Michael: Let me at least help you with worried crowd. I will try to calm them down.

Lucifer: Good point. Cereza, Liya, Axel, better go and help Michael, i will handle everything else.

Liya: Are you su-

Cereza: No time for talking, let’s go.

And together the crew fixed everything that happened in the underground parking. Lucifer used as much powers as he had for rebuilding walls and broken cars while others tried to calm down the crowd. Liya’s manipulation skills were just in handy for such situations, especially when it’s about police.

Couple of hours later, everything was solved and fixed.

Lucifer: Phew, couldn’t imagine that i would made such a mess. Last time it was when there was a train accident several years ago, and it was all because of a dog.

Michael: Well, it was because one human wanted to save a dog, but the time of death was not right.

Lucifer: Indeed.

Cereza: Well, what now?

Liya: We better come back to Anoli and Nazeel. They probably got worried about us.

Cereza: Well, i have nothing to do, so may i walk with you, umm...?

Liya: Just Liya~

Axel: And Axel.

Cereza: Yeah, thank you. Nice to meet you, I’m Cereza.

Liya: Nice to meet you too~

Michael: Well, i better go back to heaven while Gabi didn’t suspicious anything.

Lucifer: Ugh, he is always like this. Well, i better go back to my world too. After all these things i would like to have a nice nap.

Michael: Yeah, and get the strength back. Well, see you around!

And Michael vanished back to Heaven.

Liya: Well, we will use casual walk for now~ Let’s go?~

Cereza and Axel nodded as said goodbye to Lucifer. He waved back to them as was about to go back to demon world, but stopped for a moment. He put his hand on his pocket and pulled out a feather necklace that was almost burned a bit.

Lucifer: I’m so glad i didn’t do it. True, it’s burnt a bit, but still not completely. And why was i hesitating? Doubting myself? Maybe i just needed a little wise sence punch from a demon.

With a smile he put a necklace back to his pocket and vanished to the demon world, back to his castle.

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And that’s the last part of this story^^ Sorry if no illustrations, just if we did them, it would be much longer to read XD And yet we still hope you will like it^^ Seems like things are getting back to normal again, but how long?^^

Michael, Lucifer, Liya and Axel belong to @wildstarfan and @milasartblog (both me)

Cereza and Algaron belong to @jenny626 and @jenniesart

Okaria et Feria belongs to @wildstarfan @jenny626 and @captainthane

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24 Reasons Why a Zombie Apocalypse would be better than the Events of 2020 so far

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2020 has certainly been a year of surprises! There’s no denying that.

To be honest though, I’m pretty sure many of us were secretly holding out for a zombie apocalypse, if the TV shows and movies of the past few years are anything to judge by!

So I asked myself, what would this be like if this was a zombie apocalypse? And why would a zombie apocalypse be better than the events of the world we’re currently facing?

Here are 24 Reasons Why a Zombie Apocalypse would be better than the Events of 2020 so far.

1. You know what the problem is

Look it just doesn’t get clearer than a zombie charging at you. Now we’re just in limbo. We can sense something is wrong, but we can’t entirely put our finger on what it is. And we dare not go looking, in case we’re labelled conspiracy theorists!

2. You know who the enemy is

Again this is clear. It’s the dead, decaying, smelly piece of flesh trying to eat you for breakfast. Now your enemies are everywhere… the black person you’ve always been friends with, cancel culture, clients, your boss, the outrage mob. Hell, a statue could fall on you! As if potentially dying to this novel virus wasn’t bad enough already.

3. You know what to do

Run. That’s what you do. Never mind the photo albums, make-up bag or laptop: you run and get away from the zombies.

4. You understand the urgency

What is that? A zombie. When do we run? NOW! It’s easy… see zombie? RUN!

5. It happens quickly, not a in long drawn-out limbo

Once you have the first zombie, the others follow quickly. And every guy that dies on your side, automatically joins the other team. Within a short while, no more than a few days - maybe weeks - the plague will have spread far and wide already. The bodies will literally be piling up in the streets. Well, shuffling up and down the streets to be more accurate.

6. The challenges are clear

Avoid the zombies. Find safe shelter. Find food. Keep people alive. No one’s going to be worried about their comfort, their appearance, or their stock portfolio. Now there’s only one clear objective: stay alive and keep as many of your people alive as possible.

7. You know when to be scared

When the zombies are coming at you; if you’re in an unsafe space; if there’s nowhere secure to hide yourselves. You also know to be cautious and that perimeter guards aren’t optional. Neither are guns. It’s kill or be killed.

8. You know who to be scared of

It’s them versus us all the way… and it’s clear who the “them” and “us” are. That doesn’t mean that no one on your team will get drafted to the other squad, but the moment they turn, it will be obvious.

9. You know who the enemy is

The enemies are the zombies… not your awesome next door neighbour, or the colleague you consider a friend. Now, cancel culture & outrage mob are threatening people’s survival in a way that doesn’t even give them a fighting chance to survive.

10. It’s obvious when someone is ill

It’s the trying to bite and viciously attack you that gives it away. Nowadays however, someone sneezing from a pollen allergy could be perceived as anything.

11. It’s obvious they can’t be helped

You can’t help the zombie - it’s going to bite you. So you’re not tempted to. Okay yes, there are those crazies in all the zombie lore, who keep their partners or kids after they’ve turned; but in reality, most people would be way too grossed out by the idea of being eaten, or having a dead, decaying, smelly piece of flesh around.

12. Zombies are clearly sick

Nowadays, you never know if the other person is only a little bit sick, but maybe you could die? Maybe you’re in the 0,2% for which this is fatal? All this talk of “asymptomatic” carriers has only raised the fear levels so much more! Also - no more “is the virus real?” debates!

13. You won’t be punished for helping another human being

You will be punished for helping in the current crisis however! If the person is a little bit sick, or even really sick, but can get better, then shouldn’t you help them? It makes sense that you’d say yes, but instead we get quarantined for exposure or contact. Put into a facility for at least 14 days. With zombies you know you can’t help and so you won’t be tempted to try. Once they’ve been bitten, they’re done.

14. You won’t be punished for hanging out with friends

In fact, friends are encouraged as a necessary means of survival. Now, if you’re simply in the vicinity of someone who is suspected to have Coldemort (the-illness-that-shall-not-be-named), you can earn 14 days in quarantine.

15. You can get a machete

When the zombie really annoys you, chop its head off. It’s that easy. Apparently we’ll get into trouble if we do that in the current climate. More’s the pity ;)

16. You get to be badass!

Seriously, who doesn’t want to walk around with two zombies tied to chains, à la Michone? Instead, we’re all just sitting at home, waiting for our governments to steal more of our liberties.

17. Everyone would be on the same page

You don’t have to try and convince anyone of what’s going on. People are clear: zombies bad. See zombie? RUN!

18. You’d be safe on the Internet

If the Internet was still running, you be safe on it. Now simply liking a post can set you in the sights of cancel culture and the outrage mob.

19. Nobody would be trying to vaccinate or chip us

Yes, you’d be fleeing a horde of bloodthirsty zombies, but at least your eternal soul would not be in peril. Also, some people are really scared of injections!

20. No more masks!

Masks don’t protect against bites. And the zombie virus isn’t airborne. We’d finally all be able to breathe freely again! Not sure how good the rotting corpses would smell though.

21. People would social distance voluntarily

You wouldn’t have to ask people twice to stay away from the infected. Social distancing, in this instance, would take care of itself.

22. You wouldn’t still have to work

One of the clear things we thought the end of the world would bring, would be an end to the 9-to-5 grind. But no luck there hey! So in the midst of all the craziness, you still have work stuff to deal with - and now business is even harder to find.

23. You’d have less relatives

Yes, they might all have turned into zombies, but at least your relatives won’t be moving into your house because they’ve all lost their jobs.

24. We’d finally realize money means nothing

We wouldn’t be talking about the worst recession ever, 300-million extra people dying of hunger, and millions of job losses. It would be tough to be on the run yes, but in a way, what we’re facing in the next few months is going to be way tougher.

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Science Gone Too Far (Brainstorm playlist) Analysis

Basically I’m going to ramble on about why I chose the songs I did. You should probably listen to the mix for this to make much sense.

MTMTE spoilers! (Seriously, don’t read any of this this unless you’ve read probably most of MTMTE. Unless you don’t mind spoilers.)

10/27/17

Okay I’m going to be honest, I saw somebody mention in a post that they imagined Brainstorm dancing in the lab to I Believe In a Thing Called Love and I was like “what song is that” and I listened to it and loved it and continued to listen to it for the next few weeks. I thought, no only is this song fantastic, it fits him. He’s so darn passionate, that guy, and he yearns like nobody’s business. He’s absolutely the kind of guy who’d sing about his desires. I mean ok maybe not out loud he’s like. Super secretive and doesn’t seem to trust a lot of people… he. he doesn’t trust anyone unreservedly, come to think of it, huh. I mean he had good reason to hide what he hid but like. still. huh. anyway if the whole secret thing wasn't a problem he’d totally sing slightly suggestive songs while his spark aches with longing.

Yours Truly, 2095: GOSH one of my favorite songs from one of my favorite albums ever (Time by ELO). How many times have I listened to this in car rides, with family; this song is sososososo close to my heart. Brainstorm is the singer and the robot girl is Perceptor and the lost love BS is trying to contact is Quark and I don’t think I have to explain it beyond that IT FITS SO WELL AAAH!! Also I bet several of you got a kick out of that one word which has such an odd connotation in the tf fandom (which I simultaneously find annoying and utterly hilarious). Anyway, look up the lyrics if you aren’t getting it, it literally. is so fitting. also very scifi and YO time travel eyyy

Weird Science is such a BANGER and heyyy science yeahhh!!! “From my heart and from my hands, why don’t people understand, my intentions,,” bruh, nobody understands why BS does what he does

My Freeze Ray. OK, firstly, science. ray gun. very brainstorm. stopping time, there you go, again very BS. stopping time for love, unrequited love, even, hohhoho. Brainstorm, man.

She Blinded Me With Science. science again! and love! there’s a theme here, see? anyway I’ve loved this song for AGES and its wild and wacky and I love it wholeheartedly and I think it fits brainstorm very well. Maybe even a lovestruck BS

This Too Shall Pass. This,,, is my go-to song for “your love is gone so get over it,” apparently. So, yes. Also just. a great song, and BS would have loved OKGO’s Rube Goldberg machine, and probably their other cool stuff as well tbh. Like he was hanging upside down in chains that one time. The aesthetic is similar

It Takes Love. the song is telling him to move on. “Let the light of another love to shine on you”

Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want, firstly, JRo loves Morrison, so larger thematic fit right there, I guess. anyway like. come on just listen to the lyrics; things haven’t been going all that great tbh for BS and he’s, he just wants this one thing to go right, please, everything else can be forfeit, even his life just, please…let me get what I want. ALSO the part, “make a good man turn bad..” the whole Decepticon thing, there was that

Science Gone Too Far aka Brainstorm’s entire career. also all the rumors that may not be entirely true but like. the truth is even weirder more often than not. so yeah, wild, out-of-control science.

Start Somewhere. kind of out of left field here but this is more between Nautica and BS. this would be before they made up and he apologized. I mean, full disclosure, I haven't even read that far, but yeah. also the gun thing, ..brainstorm has never fired a gun so. significant. metaphorical shots fired only, please. also its a good song??? its a good song. BS owns up to things he’s done.

21st Century Man. OK there’s a lot, the SUITCASE FIRSTLY, and time travel, and things not turning out the way you’d hoped, and being a sad person despite all the great things happening. another song from ELO’s Time (along with Yours Truly 2095 and Hold On Tight) which I love so much.

Got a Lot On My Head. BS is thinking about somebody, could be one of two people but regardless he’s one to obsess over someone he likes. I just had this on my ipod and it fit so.

Lightning Strikes. I had never heard this song until I was on a ride home one day and it came on the radio and I was like HOOOOO WHAT it’s very reminiscent of Back to the Future, more time travel eyy. I wrote down the lyrics while it was on and looked it up later and was like!!! yeah this is great!!

Left to My Own Devices. I saw it on the caption to a of BS edit and had to look it up, and absolutely loved the song. Apparently this is one of the unofficial mtmte soundtrack songs that JRo posted? I didn't know that until like two weeks ago and this track has been in this mix for literally years. Anyway I love it and yeah BS is not gonna conform to norms, why should he? “Left to my own devices” that line is like. boi if time and physics and crap didn’t hold me back I’d totally do my own thing all the time. Actually, screw time, Imma do what I want. But like in a chill way. Like yeah its not that big a deal just. just screw time. also like BS should never be left to his own devices bc have you seen what kinda stuff he invents when he’s under strict rules and supervision I MEAN. BRUH. also got that love angle going again here

Rules Don’t Stop. eyy the artist is We Are Scientists hey! also yeah BS totally doesn’t care about rules, not even the laws of science, physics, time. “Just draw another if you think you’ve crossed a line.” guy doesn’t,, follow rules much. Also I thought I’d just found this song ages ago but turns out that same person who did the other BS edit also did another one with this song and tumblr says I liked it so?? I probably saw that post and looked it up and then forgot where I’d seen it.

Lovers in My Head. Brainstorm really wants his love reciprocated. He’s like, please love me. Please. He longs so hard.

Time Traveler. its!!! more time travel!! and love!!! weird how those two go together. I was SO sure I’d found this song on my own, but I JUST found out AGAIN that that same person who did the other two BS edits ALSO did one with this song. Darnit I thought I was so clever having found these three songs and associated them with Brainstorm but turns out they beat me to the punch. Kudos to you, @berrytron! My memory messed up and I really did think I’d come up with these myself until LITERALLY today. So sorry for using them in my mix if you’re the first person to associate Rules Don’t Stop and Time Traveler with BS. They’re fantastic songs.

Hold on Tight FOLLOW YOUR DREAMS AND DON’T GIVE UP EVEN WHEN YOU'RE FEELING DOWN!!! BRAINSTORM IS THE EMBODIMENT OF THIS SONG HE GOES TO SUCH LENGTHS TO FULFILL HIS DREAMS DESPITE EVERYTHING IT’S SO INSPIRING. also mention of time like. just. just keeping with the theme here

Love Is Like Oxygen HOOOOOOOOOO BOYYYY hhhoohhh I love this song it makes me FEEL things AAAAAAAAAHHHH “love is like oxygen; you get too much you get too high, not enough and you’re gonna die~” I JUST!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH I love it and it fits and I LOVE IT. also you can feel the melancholy. This is my favorite song in the mix. It’s such a good tune, man, I love it.

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