#Based on everything I’ve said so far I think you can guess who would take his place.

[rainbowwing251]

New episodes of Wild Kratts just aired AND WE FINALLY GOT A TICKLE SCENE FOR SEASON 7 AAAAAAAAAAA

#Tickling #Giggle Rats #Lee Jimmy Z my beloved <3 #Honestly I was kind of hoping that Martin would be the lee in No Name Dream given the plot of the episode. #I won’t say anything about the plot because I don’t want to spoil anyone on this new episode #BUT JIMMY’S LAUGH IS ADORABLE HOLY FUCKKKKKKKK #One last thing: This is NOT an April Fools’ joke #I’m being serious! #This episode is giving me an idea for a new Wild Kratts fic but Jimmy isn’t the lee there. #Based on everything I’ve said so far I think you can guess who would take his place. #Hehe :)

[wayfayrr]

Part four for the houshusband AU! Sage gets up to more crimes but also decides to do legal things now ✨ [1] [2] [3]

As I've been asked for it this gets a taglist now! Feel free to ask if you want to be added to it <3 @browneyedgirl22 ✦ @angry-trashcan

Didn’t take long for Sage to get comfortable, It didn't take long at all. Really he - he’s too comfortable now. Does he have no shame? Not like I’m also not a lot more comfortable now. Getting out, even just to a place like this, helps clear everything and get back to normal. Mostly.

“No Sage you can’t just go around putting whatever you please into your Purah pad.”

He’s worse than even a toddler would be in a supermarket for the first time and naturally with how he's holding me I'm being dragged along with him. Of course, I understand he's not entirely used to shops like this, I've played the games I know what he's used to. But still he still usually has a pretty good ability to read the tone of a situation.

Is it because he's not worried about what anyone here is going to think of him being this clingy?

Actually, I will admit it's adorable to see him acting like there aren’t any threats at the moment. Clingy isn’t bad, he could be so so much worse. That’s what I got from what he said earlier at least. He seems happy for once; if that’s not the sweetest thing I’ve seen I would be lying.  And he hasn’t heard me. Or didn’t listen. Great.

“So where would rings be found in here love?”

He’s serious about being my husband. He's serious about it enough to not listen to what I'm asking.

“Well, this is a general store, so nowhere in here. I mean there are a couple of places around here that sell them but you don’t need to sage. Besides I probably couldn’t afford one you like.”

“Let’s go there now then. It's far more important than any of this.”

What have I gotten into? He genuinely wants my hand in marriage. Was marriage in Hyrule always this casual? I mean I guess Hudson married his wife based on her name.  Even then he still asked normally. He didn’t just announce they were married there and then!?

Nothing really to do but play the cards you’re dealt right? And I like sage, I do, so there’s no issue. I can be Sage’s spouse, I can do this. There's no small part I'm petrified of what would happen if I didn't accept him.

“Really it’s not sage, groceries and other supplies are far more important than a ring.”

“The groceries can wait, love. People need to know you’re mine. So dearest, can you please take me to a jeweller? Also, would it be too hard to ask you to call me by pet names from now on, my love?”

Sage won’t take no for an answer, will he? Even if I keep saying no he won't drop it, honestly I'm tempted to go and just take him to a cheaper store to pick something out and have it done with. Because I’ll be the one who has to buy it after all. That other thing he’s asked as well… Could I do that?Pet names weren’t the first thing on my mind, but we are a couple now, it’s only natural right? Has he noticed I’m blushing now? Could he be saying all this on purpose to rile me up? To manipulate me?No. He wouldn’t do that. Stop assuming the worst of people [name].

“Sure, honey??? You aren’t going to drop it until I agree. Are you?”

Sage has me wrapped around his finger at this point, I can’t say no to him, but only because he’s most likely stressed out of his mind right now. So I don’t have to feel bad. I'm caving so easily, I can do that without feeling bad… And if I’m his spouse now… Well it’s only natural that I look after him, isn’t it?

Local jewellers we go then, as he clings to me like I’m his only lifeline here… which I am if I really think about it. He knows nothing here, nothing. Our relationship, his memories, his features those are the only things he really has tying him back to his own world and one of those things shouldn’t really count. Holding Sage, well being held by him to look as if I’m holding him is nice. like when he was lying to me, He’s soft.And now he’s kissing my neck.

“Well then my beloved, I’m sorry I haven’t given you a ring sooner, I should have been more prepared when I told you so my love choose whatever you please.”

Wait, is he offering to pay? With what money, he doesn’t have anything here? Actually, now I think about that, opening a current account for him might not be a bad idea… oh but he’ll need an ID for that, does he even have a surname? Should he just use mine? Lying he lost his documents in a fire could work, we could file the other paperwork today…

I’ll just choose something cheap, is that..?

“This one, it’s one of my favourite stones. I never knew it was sold here. And it’s not too expensive either…” 

“Oh my love, It’s even part of a matching pair. You have perfect taste.”

Sage’s confidence really has improved since he’s gotten here, after saying that he’s gone to talk to the salesperson all alone and handed him a single green rupee. I swear I’ve told him already that we don’t use rupees here let alone - they accepted it... AND THEY’RE OFFERING HIM CHANGE?? 

Standing there stunned until he came back over and slid the ring onto my finger with a kiss seems to be exactly the reaction he wanted though. Sticking himself back to my side and tugging the both of us back to the shops I originally wanted to go to, it almost feels like he wants my praise. Really even I can agree he deserves it after that stunt.

“That was, I mean where do I start Lavender, thank you really. How did you even know that would work?”

“Most places like that in my world trade with gems as well my love, Wind mentioned how you reacted the first time you saw a rupee so I assumed it would be the same here. Don’t you assume I wouldn’t have paid more either, I would happily burn the world down for you my sweet [name].”

“By the way Sage, about the fact you want to be my husband. There’s some paperwork to be done to make it official here, after we’ve finished here it would be a good idea to sort that all out.”

Sage’s face lighting up feels like it’s going to happen a lot more from this point on; hopefully, now that he’s got that to focus on I can finish shopping without any issues. After all of this, given there are no issues, Sage will be my husband.

And so now he is, after a couple of hours of lying and processing then lying and processing but now I won’t have to worry about being arrested so that’s one more thing taken care of. Sage couldn’t be more pleased to be my husband officially either which makes it more worth it in my eyes and…

Why is there a shadow in my window?

“You can see that as well can’t you, I’m not seeing things right?”

“Do you want me to deal with it darling~”

“No, let’s see what it is first. It could just be a friend of mine pulling a prank or something.”

Always like it was with any of the links back in Hyrule, Sage decided to go in first. Mumbling to himself about how he should be the only one to deal with any threats, taking his self-appointed role as my sole protector more seriously than anything else. Following behind him as he cracked opened the door to where the intruder was hiding is the first thing since leaving Hyrule to make me feel like I’m before some sort of threat.

“Well I will admit this is a rather strange situation, usually I don’t do at-home visits for my customers. It is somewhat comforting to see you though [name], Mr.hero’s been very worked up about you vanishing.”

That voice, that outfit, well I wasn’t wrong about the fact it could be a friend. What are the shadow’s plans? First sage and now him as well?

“R-Ravio!?”

#linked universe x reader #yandere linked universe x reader #yandere linked universe #link x reader #lu sage #yandere lu sage #househusband sage #moss✦writes

[yourwosogirly]

Sweat and Sparks-Alessia Russo

Based off this series: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGJHP6euP/?t=1

Word count:2.3k

Six months.Six whole months.That’s how long it had been since my whole life had turned upside down in the worst way possible.My boyfriend, the guy who I had thought I would spend the rest of my life with left me in one of the worst ways possible.

6 months ago

I clunked my fingernail against my glass of red wine just needing something.Anything.To fill the somehow tense and awkward silence between me and my boyfriend of three years,mark.

It was our three year anniversary tonight and he had took me to my favourite restaurant that we had spent most of our time since we had been dating.It was where our first date was and where we went if we just wanted something to eat and spend quality time together .

It was normally my favourite thing to do but tonight things were different and things were off and I didn’t know why but I knew that I didn’t like it one bit.

And it wasn’t just me either, I could see by the look on his face that something was wrong.

“Is everything okay?”I asked, my heart starting to race.

“No things aren’t okay”he said bluntly trying to keep a straight face.

His words made me even more confused so I grabbed his hand trying to make things easier for him.To comfort him.But he pulled away quickly making me look at him hurt but shook it off placing them in my lap.

“Well, what is it? You can talk to me, y’know”I said as he looked into my eyes before looking away to the side as I waited patiently for him to say something.

“I’m sorry but I can’t be with you anymore I’m breaking up with you”he said making my heart sink as his words sunk in.

On our fucking anniversary as well.He sure did have perfect timing.

“What changed? What did I do wrong?”I asked, feeling a lump in my throat .

“It’s just, I’ve been thinking about it for a while and I’ve been offered a job in New York and I think I should take it.It’s a great opportunity and our friends are there”he smiled hoping things would be okay but they weren’t .

“Great, so your fucking leaving me”I sat up in my chair.I couldn’t believe he was leaving me for some job but I could tell that wasn’t just it .

“Look it’s not just for the job okay”he said wavering his hands around.Well that made no sense at all .

“Why? What did I do wrong?I did everything you asked I loved you and yet you go and do this”I whispered nearly being lost for words.

“It’s not you it’s me”he said making me roll my eyes fucking pathetic.

But as his words sunk in I realised something.The missing piece of the puzzle I guess you could say.

“Wait, is there someone else?”I felt like I couldn’t breathe as I waited for him to answer.

But he nodded his head making me look away not being able to look him in the eyes.

“Yea, there is I’m sorry I’m in love with someone else”

“You’ve been cheating on me”I added matter of factly.I thought I was worth more than this.He had told me that himself but I guess that was a lie.

“It was only once, okay I promise but I can’t get her out of my head”he tried to make himself seem innocent and make it seem like what he has done was harmless but that was far from the truth.

“Who?”I asked blankly as I stared In front of me.My whole body felt numb at this point.

He sighed before answering, “Charlotte”. Now this was a shock.

“Wait, so to be clear your leaving me? For some girl that’s in love with your best friend”i exclaimed leaninng forward as people looked at us but I didn’t care.But mark seemed to which enraged me even more.

“Please keep your voice down!”he whispered making me shake my head in disbelief.

“No I won’t fucking keep my voice down, I can’t believe you, your not the guy I fell in love with”i said crossing my arms against my chest and he looked at me hurt but he hurt me first.

“Y/N, I’m sorry this isn’t what I planned, I do love you, but I love her more”he reasoned and I saw him staring off in a haze with a loving look in his eye which made me heart break.

It used to be the way he looked at me but now it was how she made him feel.

I clicked my teeth together and nodded my head in understanding.

“You know what I’m leaving I can do this”i said leaning down to grab my back and standing up going to head out of the restaurant.

“Y/N please, wait”he said grabbing my arm and wrapping his wrist tightly around it making me slightly scared.

“No mark”i hissed sharply turning around to face him .

“You want someone else, fine you know what? If you want us to be over then we’re over goodbye mark”is the last thing I said turning away and our the door of the cafe with tears rolling down my cheeks but I didn’t bother to wipe them away.

Present time

I was laying in my bed, facing the wall staring at it blankly lost in my own thoughts.I had been a wreck since the whole things but I didn’t want to admit that .

I barely left my home anymore or talk to anyone.My friends and family had tried to comfort me but I just brushed them off.I couldn’t be bothered for it right now.

I was in a black hole and I knew it.I was always having These depressive episodes all the time and I was tired of it.I missed being happy and I wanted that but it wasn’t that simple.

I had managed to drag myself out of bed and just like I did everyday I promised to myself that I would try my best to be productive and do the best I can but I knew that would go down the drain immediately.

I reached my bathroom and I sighed as I saw my figure in the mirror.First of all, my body, I was skinny as hell so much it looked unhealthy.I looked like i hadn’t eaten in days which was true.

And my face was filled with tears where I had cried myself to sleep last night like I do every night and if I had bothered to look after myself properly and put makeup on I would have had mascara running down my cheeks.

I sighed again shaking my head trying to get rid of the thoughts that ran through my head as I reached for the tap and began to clean my face.

I had finished getting ready into some presentable clothes even thought I probably wouldn’t be going anywhere but oh well it was better than me being in my sorrows in my sweats I might as well look good.

I reached for my phone after I had heard it vibrating a few times and smiled as I saw a few messages from Bella, my best friend, who lived in Manchester come through

Bells 💗

Hey girly, I’ve been in London for the weekend and I was wondering if you wanted to have lunch together

It took me a moment to think about it but yknow what maybe I needed this.It would be a distraction and a step forward.It would be good for me as-well.

Y/N

Yeah sure, just send me the address and time and I’ll be there

Bella 💗

Okay how about at the cafe next to the shop we used to work at in about 25 minutes?

Y/N

Sure sounds good, see you there

After that I put my phone in the back pocket of my jeans and I Headed down stairs to sit on the sofa and I reached under the table and grabbing my diary .

I grabbed the pen that was on top of the coffee table while I had the tv on in the background and began writing .

I knew it was a bit stupid to have a diary, especially at my age but it helped me a lot to express my emotions.I had always struggled to express my feelings in words so I always found it easier to write things down in a bunch of shambles but I understand it and that’s all that mattered .

I had been using it a lot recently since the break up a lot of things had been going on and I had been feeling a lot of different emotions.

Things from my past that I had managed to forget about and hide my insecurities about Years ago came back up in all one go which I would have to work through again but I knew I could do it eventually .

By the time I had put my pen down, I had noticed it had been 30 minutes meaning I was late.Shit.I quickly grabbed my keys putting my book away and heading out the door .

Luckily the cafe was only a few minutes drive from my house and I could have walked if I really wanted to but I knew me and Bella would be out a while and I would be tired by the time I got back.

The bell on the door rung as I entered the little coffee shop that felt home to me for a lot of my life and a few heads lifted up at my entrance .

But there was only one I recognised.

Bella.

“Hey, sorry I’m late”i greeted walking over to her with a smile as she stood up and I pulled her into a big hug that I needed so much more than I thought I did.

“No it’s okay don’t worry about it, I missed you”she said pulling away from the hug as we both sat down.

“I got you a drink”she said sliding across a glass of water.

“Oh you didn’t have to, how much was it I’ll pay you back”I rambled reaching for my purse but I was stopped by her grabbing my arm.

“Y/N, relax it’s just water, it wasn’t that much anyway I’ve got it”she reassured and I nodded relaxing my body a bit leaning back in my chair .

It was weird for me to think the last time this had happened the love of my life was leaving me for someone else but I tried to focus my attention on Bella and what she was saying.

“So what’s going on with you lately?”bella asked me curiously as I shrugged taking a sip of my water.

“Dunno not much really”a dry laugh left my throat that wasn’t convincing at all.

“Oh cmon Y/N, I know you and I can tell your not okay so talk to me I’m here for you”she soothed making me sigh.

I shrugged desperately holding back my tears.

“I guess, I just, since mark left I don’t know what to do with myself”I gave her a sad smile as she gave me a pitying look which I expected but I wasn’t up for it all .

“Y/N I’m sorry, you could’ve talk to me everyone is worried about you we just want you to be okay”she said which made me feel a little guilty for pushing everyone away but it was the best thing for me .

“I’m sorry for pushing you all away but I was in a real dark place, I’m trying a lot”I stated nodding my head.

“And that’s all we’ll ever asked from you”she sympathised .

“I just, I’m done with being so sad all that time, I wanna move on, focus on other things, I don’t think I cant do that with mark still in my mind”i said staring into space.

Bella thought for a moment before speaking, “Maybe you should move out of london”she said nonchalantly making me look at her shocked.

“What?”I asked, yes I had been thinking about the possibility of it but I hadn’t gone far of actual going ahead with it .

“I know, I know it seems a bit like a rash decision, it’s up to you but it’ll be good for you, your no good here stuck in the mark phase”she said putting quote marks around mark making me roll my eyes.

“Where would I even go?”i queried.

“You could come live with me in Manchester”she shrugged suggestively .

“I don’t know, isn’t this a bit impulsive?”i asked unsure about the whole thing.I was never really the person to just get up and leave .

“Well, just think about it okay”she put her hand on my arm rubbing it up and down as I nodded.

“Yeah, I’ll think about it”

Later that night I called Bella up and she immediately answered .

“Hello?”she asked as I heard noise in the background which must have been the tv.

“Yeah hi bells, it’s me Y/N I’ve decided”I sighed and I could see that she was smiling through the phone even though I couldn’t see her.

“Yeah and?”she asked waiting in anticipation.

“Yes, let’s live together in Manchester”i smiled feeling some sort of relief being taken off my shoulders.

“Great, that’s amazing Y/N/N”she squealed making me giggle at her which hasn’t happened in a while .

We said our goodbyes and I put my phone down on my bed side table plugging it in on my phone charger and I turned on my side once I turned the lights off closing my eyes .

Looks like I’m going to Manchester.

#woso x reader #woso fanfics #woso imagine #woso one shot #alessia russo x reader #alessia russo imagine #Alessia Russo fanfic

[infernal-heart]

Cannot stop thinking about your post on the similarities between the judgement hall and the school. I was wondering if you could elaborate on more thoughts on that? Or I guess, who do you think would be the ‘judge’ in deltarune?

I absolutely can elaborate, yeah. Beyond the birds that I mentioned in the original post, the school in the afternoon specifically is, like the judgement hall, quiet. It’s almost eerily so. You and Susie are alone in this place, and I think it nails the atmosphere really well. Which is to say, it recontextualizes the same atmosphere we know (walking up to Sans in the judgement hall in UT, getting the speech about LV and EXP. But of course, more memorably, the Bad Time quote) aka one of relative dread, to one that is overtly… peaceful.

Don’t get me wrong, I still think it’s eerie. Any space alone is, but after all of Chapter 1, you’re left alone in this near-silent space. But it isn’t oppressive. It isn’t angry, or dangerous. It’s just… lonely. Isolated.

Uncanny is the word I’m looking for. Of course, devoid of the context of the UT Judgement Hall, I think a lot of the power of the atmosphere is lost. But with that context, with the foreknowledge of such a pivotal place in the story of that game, one naturally asks oneself: “What’s the connection here? Why is this place calling my mind back to the judgement hall?”.

Of course, I can’t definitively explain that because I’m not Toby, but I can guess. The end of the chapter(s) is itself important story moments, points of downtime. And, crucially, moments where important things happen. While comparing the story of DT and UT is probably meaningless, I think it bears some weight that right after you are in an environment eerily and intentionally similar to Judgement Hall, you are given the game’s first look into a shakeup of the traditional rules or formula. In UT, Asgore breaks your mercy button. In DT, the end of Chapter 1 shows us the first clear indication that something is awry between Kris and the Soul. Something to consider.

Backpedaling for a moment, the comparison between the school and the judgement hall isn’t just, y’know, musical or audio-based: this environment does literally look like the judgement hall. The yellow, checkered flooring, the light coming in through the windows. It’s very, very reminiscent, and as I’ve said many times at this point, Toby clearly meant this.

(Also, point of intrigue that is not entirely relevant to this discussion, but is interesting: the Dark World closet door looks suspiciously similar to a number of doors in the True Lab)

But I digress.

As for who I think a “judge” might be…

I think if there were one mechanically, we’d probably have to wait until near the end of DT as a whole to see. Given Sans/the Judgement Hall’s placement in undertale, if there were an analog to that in DT, we probably aren’t far enough along in the story to have seen them.

However.

I think that the Secret Bosses (Jevil and Spamton so far) serve a similar purpose as Sans narratively in DT that he did in UT.

Sans was written to be a very rounded character. He was never important, and that was the point: he’s a watcher, really. A judge. He takes the sum of what you’ve done, and displays it to you in a succinct package, both during the Judgement Hall sequence and the post-neutral run phone calls. He serves as almost a summary to the player, an in-universe perspective on what your actions mean for others. And, of course, his role as a Judge (being almost reactive to your own as player) takes on a new meaning in the no-mercy/kill everything run, being your final challenge before world domination, and universal destruction. He puts up a good fight, as we all know. But he isn’t doing it because he wants to kill you: he knows he doesn’t truly have that power. As Sans says himself, he is trying to make you bored. Stopping you by being such an inconvenience that you, the player, will give up. That is to say, he knows more than most of the cast either lets on (Papyrus may have a similar level of timeline-knowledge, I don’t know enough about it to say for sure) or genuinely is aware of.

That’s the key point of similarity: Sans serves the role of somebody (other than Flowey, the main villain) who, in some part, understands your actions and your agency. He’s somebody to bounce off of, I think.

And this is reflected in the secret bosses, most obviously in Spamton. He is, in the end, the single character we have met in DT who understands Kris and their relationship with the Soul (aside from MAYBE Noelle in Snowgrave but. It’s just speculation at that point I think). He is himself a puppet, and recognizes Kris as a kindred spirit, somebody bound to their strings as he is. Both the bosses, him and Jevil, share one attribute with eachother: amongst other things, they seek or believe themselves to be “Free”. Jevil believes he is the only one outside the cage, that he can do anything he wishes. Spamton yearns for freedom, to be cut from his strings and let loose. He wants your Soul because he knows it can set him free from his strings.

All of that is to prove what I said before: that in UT, Sans, and in DT, Jevil and Spamton, are almost… reflections of the player. I hesitate to use the word foils, but I think one could make a case for it.

All of that aside, if I had to guess, from our current list of characters, who a “Judge” might be?

My inclination is to say Susie. I think it would be impactful writing-wise to have her, a character Kris actively works at being friends with during chapter 1 and 2, end up being a force of karmic confrontation in regards to the actions of the player.

But if we’re thinking about this in terms of Sans’ role in UT, the “judge” character probably won’t be particularly central to the plot, and Susie absolutely is. Maybe Asriel? As a character established in his UT incarnation to have an understanding of timeline malarkey, and as the closest thing to a peer within that game to the player, he could provide a good way of being that in-universe perspective of karma that Sans was in UT.

I’m also somewhat apprehensive about him, though, given how important he is to Kris, and how important him coming to visit from college will/would be.

Again, I don’t think any Judge character (if we’re going off of a similar framework as Sans) will be somebody crucial to the story.

But I could be wrong. Ralsei presents a compelling case, I think, because he also knows something is up with Kris and the soul. We see both in Chapter 1 and Chapter 2, each time we (the player) shift perspectives from Kris to Susie, we return to Kris just as Ralsei finishes talking with them. It’s suspicious. It’s intriguing. It’s never touched upon, never mentioned at all, but it is an element of the story that I think will be important going forward. If anybody is to confront the Soul, other than Kris, I think it will be Ralsei, or maybe some plan put in motion by Ralsei.

Not that I think Ralsei is, like, oooh an evil mastermind and all that like some theories do. But he’s… smart. Smarter than he lets on. And he absolutely knows more than he gives willingly. (As a side note, even before thinking about him in this capacity, on my first Chapter 2 playthrough, I got weird vibes from Ralsei. The changed sprite, and a few instances of changed demeanor seemed… off, to me. Something has absolutely changed about him between chapters).

I’ll leave this post off with one more thing that I’m sure you’re well aware of at this point:

The Bunker.

The only other location with the sound of birds from the Judgement hall.

The only other specific location with a direct audio link to Undertale.

And the one place, I’d say, most associated with Gaster in the Deltarune world.

It’s this. This sort of thing, this kind of mystery, that I love Deltarune (and Undertale) for.

Why are the same birds out here, and (to my knowledge), nowhere else but the school?

Why is Gaster’s Entry 17 emanating, like a dying cry, from behind the closed doors, and beneath the earth?

Why does the sound of the birds cut out when you approach the bunker, leaving you in total silence but for the ragged memory of something you were never supposed to see?

That’s the question, I suppose. And the questions that I love to think about in UT and DT.

Gods, I love the mysteries in these games.

#deltarune chapter 2 spoilers #deltarune spoilers #undertale #snowgrave #spamton #jevil deltarune #jevil #kris deltarune #kris dreemurr #judgement hall #long post

[rats-the-bat]

Sander Sides Season Two Finale: Thoughts and Wants

    Okay, so if you’re here, you likely know how Sander Sides is doing. It’s broken all our hearts and all we can do is write fanfiction and theories as we slowly edge our way to the season two finale. Emphasis on slowly because anyone who’s been part of the fandom for at least a couple months knows Thomas is insanely slow when it comes to releasing new episodes. So slow that the last true Sander Sides episode was more than two years ago, and that was an Asides video. For two years we have been waiting for a follow up to Working THROUGH Intrusive Thoughts! But us Fanders don’t judge. Thomas is an adult, so should be allowed to take as much time as he needs for the sake of his health; and while he takes his sweet time, we have time to craft theories on what this season finale beholds. And that’s why we’re here today.

    Hello, I’m Bizarrio, and today I will share my predictions of what I think—and want—to happen in the Sander Sides season two finale. Quick disclaimer, the only two things we know for certain about the finale is that there will be a lot of songs and that it is planned to be four parts long. So there is no way I’ll be able to guess everything that’s going to happen. Anyways, I’ve stalled enough, let’s get to the part you’re here for.

The Structure

    Four parts is a lot of parts, but I think I’ve made a formula that the finale could follow.

    The first part will introduce the first problem, a simple problem that would be addressed in any Sander Sides episode, from dealing with an issue Thomas has to answering a question about life. In part one, the sides will try to find a solution to said problem. But as the episode goes on, it gets more and more clear that their action and the way they treat each other is stemming from something far deeper than this simple issue. And at the end of the episode, this is confirmed when one of the sides does something drastic, whether it be blurting out something they shouldn’t have or even physically hurting another side.

    This leads to part two, where everyone tries to discuss the real problem. In this part, they will try to find the problem and what’s causing it. After finding the problem, they will make a solution that leads to one of the sides being unhappy, which will lead to that side breaking down, causing the events of part three.

    In part three, the actual cause of the problem is revealed. And this side’s problems will be on full display, showing a level of despair we haven’t seen of him to this point.

    Now knowing the real root of the issue, the fourth and final part would be about Thomas and the other sides comforting the side in their breakdown. They would then find the true solution to the problem. And after they find this solution, Thomas gives his final speech about what he’s learned, kisses Hello Fresh’s feet, and shows us the end card, where we can finally prepare for season three.

The Plot

    So that’s what I think the structure will be, but that’s not a plot, so who’s it with?

    Well, for starters, the finale will likely focus on one side, and based on recent events, I think that this side will be Roman. Roman’s insecurity has been present since the very beginning and has only gotten worse. And throughout the entirety of season two, he’s been forced to compromise his wants or admit that he is in the wrong, especially in more recent episodes. So I feel like it would be suitable for the finale to be about him. I feel like with the structure I set up, he wouldn’t be the main focus of part one and a portion of part two, but the rest of the parts would definitely start to focus on him, putting him in full center.

    And since the finale is Roman centered, the first problem in part one is gonna have a lot to do with him. And that problem will be about Nico.

    I think the first conflict will be Thomas trying to decide if he should make a move on Nico. This could be anything from taking him somewhere to straight confessing. I don’t really know, but regardless, Roman is absolutely rooting for Thomas to go for it. Janus and Patton on the other hand, think that it would be a terrible mistake.

    Janus thinks that Thomas isn’t in the right headspace to start any relationships, and should be focusing on himself. And from what Patton said about Nico in the five year anniversary, we can tell that he isn’t exactly thrilled about the idea of him. I assume that he’s likely scared of the heartache that would occur if the relationship failed. And after some recent—and totally uninfluential not upsetting—events, I feel like he would also see the merit in Thomas focusing on Thomas.

    Things look bad for Roman(and they will be later)but it’s okay. He’s not outnumbered, for he has a very smart, and very cool guy on his side, who also believes that it is reasonable for Thomas to take this chance: Virgil.

    When confronted with the issue, Virgil sides with Roman almost immediately, which is a huge shock to everyone. Virgil says that Thomas should get it over with because Thomas has no way of knowing how much time he has, so if he doesn’t do it now, he may never get the chance.

    So yeah, part one would mainly be Roman and Virgil vs Patton and Janus as they try to convince Thomas why he should or shouldn’t make the moves on Nico. Patton and Janus’ argument is that it’s the wrong time to do it, while Roman and Virgil’s argument is that this may be the only time. And Roman and Virgil will be absolute couple goals as team up and absolutely obliterate Janus—figuratively. 

    Also, all the multiple-part episodes so far have involved going to another side’s room. And since this is a Roman centered finale, he’ll take Thomas and the other sides to his room to prove his point about taking risks, and that’s where they’ll be for the rest of the finale. I imagine his room to be vibrant and shiny, covered with shades of red and pink, white, and gold. It’s also very cluttered and messy, with discarded papers and costumes scattered all over the ground, and posters, artwork, and Thomas’ biggest accomplishments hung on every wall. So much stuff is in there, it almost feels claustrophobic. And the different rooms have different effects based on the side it represents. I think that Roman’s room would cause Thomas and the other sides to lose touch with reality, and become fixated on their desires.

    *Insert song about time and when you should and shouldn’t take chances.*

    But things aren’t all well, for as the episode goes on, the argument gets more and more tense, especially Virgil’s argument. And at the end of part one, Virgil blurts out something along the lines of, 

    “Of course it’s a bad idea! But which is worse? Losing one friend by making a bad choice, or losing all of your friends to him?” Virgil would be referring to Janus of course. This shocks everyone—especially Roman—and reveals Virgil’s true intentions.

    You see, there was more to Virgil’s quick decision than just time. In fact, he never thought Thomas should do it at all. The real reason he was telling Thomas to do it is because he didn’t want Thomas to listen to Janus. It’s clear through every interaction he and Janus have that Virgil hates him, and doesn’t believe that he should be trusted ever. And from recent episodes, it’s shown that Virgil has even started resenting Patton. So I feel like Virgil would be much more happy if Thomas listened to Roman than Patton and Janus.

    Then in part two, they discuss the real problem. After discussing this, Virgil finally accepts that it would be better if Thomas didn’t confess his love, and that it doesn’t make Thomas a bad person to listen to Janus this time. And it seems that everyone is satisfied…

    But wait.

    What about Roman? He’s not satisfied. He didn’t get what he wanted. Time and time again, Roman has given up on his desires, making compromise after compromise for Thomas’s sake. And once again, he’s the one who has to sacrifice his happiness. He’s the one who gets the short end of the stick. He’s the one who gets called out for his poor decisions. And do they even care? They act like they care, but it’s only really for their own gain.

    Nobody understands. Nobody cares.

   Tired of this cycle, Roman snaps. He kicks all the other sides out of his room, putting all focus on him. And in part three, Roman makes a pitiful final attempt at convincing Thomas to confess to Nico. And all of his insecurities are displayed.

    *Insert absolutely heartbreaking song about how everything Roman does is for Thomas and how he feels worthless because his contributions seem less important and even more harmful than the others.*

    Near the end of part three, or the beginning of part four, the other sides return. Or maybe Roman brings them back? Or maybe he never kicked them out in the first place and he shut them up a different way? I don’t know. But the sides are there. And in part four, they all comfort Roman, claiming that he is important and helpful, and that they wouldn’t be where they are now without him. Patton apologizes for misleading him, and Janus apologizes for taking advantage of him. And I think it would be cool if Virgil had a beautiful speech about Roman, similar to Roman’s speech about him in Accepting Anxiety. Considering that Virgil was Roman’s final straw, and that he hasn’t tried to be nice to Roman as Roman has to him, I think it would be a nice way to bring things all together.

    *Insert song about how everyone will always love and appreciate Roman and how he is just as important as everyone else and how Roman and Virgil should totally kiss when this is over.* 

    And after everyone says what they want to say, and Roman starts to feel better, they go back to Thomas’s living room. Thomas comes to a compromise that makes everyone happy, and he finishes the video off with what he’s learned: Acceptance and the merit to taking risks.

    And then he tells us about Hello Fresh and how it’s the superior way of eating.

    Wait a minute. I think I’m forgetting someone. Someone who’s really important to the series, and could add some really interesting—and even logical—points to the argument…

    Oh yeah, what about Remus?

Remus and the Orange Side

    If the finale is centered around Roman, then Remus has to be there by obligation. A main theme within it would be Roman’s insecurity, and we know that Remus is one of his biggest. So it simply wouldn’t make sense for him to not be there.

    In the finale, Remus is just gonna be himself. He’s not gonna pick a side or provide helpful information. No, he’s going to make the same discomforting jokes and taunt everyone, making them feel worse than they already do, especially Roman. 

    As entertaining as he is though, I don’t see him actually contributing to the plot, other than making things worse. I don’t even see him apologizing to Roman in part four. At most, he’ll begrudgingly apologize for killing him after Janus looks at him sternly.

    What I do see however, is some major foreshadowing. When Remus isn’t making inappropriate comments about the situation or blatantly insulting Roman, he’ll try to bring up completely random things that have absolutely nothing to do with the conversation. Thomas and the other sides will brush it off as Remus being his usual self, but those remarks will actually be information of the orange side, and foreshadowing of what he will do in season three.

    Speaking of the orange side, what will he be doing?

    Honestly, I have no clue, which is why I haven't talked about him so far. It’s pretty clear that the orange side is linked to anger and negativity in some way, and likely has the ability to take control of others when they're upset. And you can’t exactly say Roman’s content during the finale. So it would make sense for orange to reveal himself at this time.

    But apart from what he could represent and one of his abilities, we know absolutely nothing about him. And since we don’t know his personality or even his goals, I can’t tell you how he would act in the finale.

    Additionally, I also think that a lot has happened in season two so far. The series has grown to be really complex with all its different plot points. And this finale is definitely going to be the effect of all this complicated commotion. So adding the orange side into the mix might make it too complicated. I’m not saying that it couldn’t work or that Thomas can’t make it work, I just feel like the orange is an issue better left to address in season three.

The Other Stuff

    There’s also a couple of other things I want to talk about that didn’t really fit in with the other stuff, but weren’t big enough to earn their own section, so I put it all here.

    Firstly, I find it very possible that there will be a common analogy in the finale. I’m referring to how Logan and Roman used visuals to prove their points in Why Do We Get Out of Bed In The Morning?, and the whole video game theme in Putting Others First. I think it would be cool if it had a cartoon theme where every side has their own art style. Though, for the finale, it might be more fitting to reference different musicals, since Roman is deeply obsessed with theater. And it would explain why there’s so much music in the finale. But that’s more of a cool idea than an actual prediction.

    Second, I’d like to talk about Dark Roman, or Roman becoming an antagonist. I don’t think he can become a darkside, since the dark sides are just parts of Thomas that he hasn’t accepted as good yet, and Thomas already knows that Roman can be a positive influence, even if Roman doesn’t feel like it. That being said, I can definitely see him dealing with not being Thomas’s hero by doubling down on the antagonist thing, and becoming a “villain.” It would also be a good way to involve the orange side.

    However, I also feel like even if Roman really tried, he wouldn’t really be that big of an enemy. He may be trying to embrace his evil side, but at the end of the day, he still cares about the other sides and especially Thomas. And I feel like this care for them would hold him back from doing something truly evil. Besides, we already have an evil Roman! And I feel having one of those around is plenty enough.

    Also, I think Thomas’ living room should still be messy, showing that he still hasn’t cleaned it after Working THROUGH Intrusive Thoughts.

    And Janus should get his own song. It could be about literally anything, just give him a song. He’s earned it.

    So, yeah. Those are the things I think will and want to happen in the Sander Sides season two finale. Of course this doesn’t fill in every detail, it would be impossible to guess everything that will happen. And there’s no way everything I’ve said will actually happen. So I’d like to see your thoughts too. Anyways, that will be all, so goodbye every-

    Wait. Wait. Hold on a second. I’m forgetting something. Something I’ve seemed to ignore despite being very important to the series. Something that’s been here since the very beginning, and has been a part of some of the best moments in the show. Something all the fans have grown to love…

    What about the end credits!

The End Credits

    The end credits have shown us some of the cutest scenes within the whole series, and have provided some really interesting foreshadowing and tension as well. So we have to talk about them!

    The end credits of part one will be all the sides berating Thomas for leaving on such a cliffhanger. He’ll try to reassure them by saying that part two will come out really soon, but absolutely no one will believe him.

    The things I’ve said so far have been speculation or headcanon, but this one is actually correct. After all the time we’ve waited, it would be such a missed opportunity to not make the joke. So this will be the first end credit or else. No, no, I’m kidding… Or am I?

    We’re at the second end credit, and at this point, I’m sure you can tell I’ve been leaving someone out… And it’s Joan!

    No, this joke has gone on for long enough. As you can tell, I’ve been avoiding Logan. And it’s not just because I don’t see him having a place in a Roman centered episode. In fact, I do see him in it.

    He would call both sides irrational, and propose a compromise. (The same compromise they make in the final part…) But he would be ignored as the other sides try to talk over each other. And it would be especially bad this episode. So much that he would quit trying and leave the conversation, similar to how he did in Moving On and Putting Others First. Only this time, no one will be there to notice or care…

    And that’s where the end credits come in.

    The second end credit will show Logan right after he leaves to his room. He starts to talk to himself about how frustrated he is about being pushed aside so often. He talks about feeling unwanted and possibly unneeded as Janus is slowly taking his place as the voice of reason.

    The third end credit continues his monologue, showing him grow more and more upset. 

    We finally reach the fourth end credit and Logan is completely furious. But his monologue gets cut off when Remus enters his room, he of course immediately masks his anger. He tells Logan about everything he missed and how they came to the exact same conclusion he was trying to push, only to be ignored. This breaks Logan’s composure, and he starts lamenting all his frustrations to Remus. Remus interrupts him, claiming that the root of the issue is that he doesn’t stand out enough, and that all he needs to do is be as loud as they are. They then turn to Logan’s door as they hear footsteps; Remus smiles. We see a glimpse of the man at the door. Perhaps we see an orange-hazed silhouette, or a pair of shoes we have yet to see. Or maybe, just maybe, we even hear his voice,

    “I can help with that…”

Conclusion

    And that’s everything I think will and want to happen in the Sander Sides season two finale, for real this time.

    And as I said before, almost anything can happen, so I’m bound to be wrong about something. Thomas has also said that he plans to to get at least parts one and two out by the end of the year, so we’ll get to see any day now.

     And in the end, while I may not know exactly what will happen, I do know that this finale will leave us laughing, crying, and absolutely hyped for season three. I am so excited for the finale, and I know I’ll love it, regardless of what happens.

    Goodbye everyone.

#sanders sides #ts sides #thomas sanders #ts spoilers #roman sanders #logan sanders #virgil sanders #patton sanders #janus sanders #remus sanders

[celestemagnoliathewriter]

Supernova - Sneak Preview/Snippet

Based on this poll, one of the two winners for snippets was Supernova! I'm giving you all a snippet, and I do hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! No context, but I think you can guess what's happening ;)

“First things first—Millie’s a Muggle. She doesn’t know anything about magic, and it’s got to stay that way. That includes your morphing.”

“What?” Dora sputtered. “You’re married to her!”

“Yes, and we live in a Muggle neighborhood. I don’t need a letter from the Ministry every time they detect magic here. I’m the only wizard for miles. We do everything the Muggle way here.”

“What if you have kids? Won’t they—”

Ted’s lips came together and he shook his head. 

“That’s not a topic I need to visit anytime soon,” he said. “We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. For now, I need you to promise me you won’t perform any magic—you shouldn’t be doing so anyway—and learn to do everything by hand.” 

Dora gaped at Ted, aghast at what she was hearing. She had nothing against Muggleborns, but to spend her summer without magic? 

“That’s a non-negotiable,” Ted said sternly. “I promised your mother I would keep you safe. She understood my limitations.” 

“Wait—Mama actually wanted me here? Here? Not Iris’s or, or—”

“Here, Dora.” Ted sighed and put his face in his hands. “This house. This is your home now.” 

“Home? I hardly know you! I want to go to Iris’s—or Maisie’s, even, if I’ve got to live like a Muggle—” Dora stood up to get to the guest room, but Ted grabbed her wrist to hold her back. 

A sudden sense of terror overcame her. She was transported back to the library at Travers Court, and instead of Ted grabbing her wrist, it was Claudius. 

“No, no, no! Get off! GET OFF!” Dora screamed. She fell to the floor in a heap, terrified and abruptly crying, her wand too far away for her to protect herself. She crawled on the shaggy carpet, desperate to get away from the madman her mother wrongly trusted, but she hit an invisible barrier. 

“Dora, Dora, stop!” Ted shouted. “I’m not going to hurt you! I’m not your brother! I’m still Ted—Ted Tonks—a Healer! I’m not Claudius, and I will never hurt you, I promise!”

The mention of Claudius had Dora’s head spinning. No one had known about that, much less believed it when Andromeda tried to defend herself in her trial. The Aurors dismissed the story, even when Dora tried to corroborate it, but Ted believed them. 

The man who had just dropped his wand on the floor and put his hands up believed Dora and Andromeda. Ted fell to his knees, keeping his hands up in the air, and blinked at her. 

“Dora, I’m sorry. I know he hurt you. I didn’t mean to frighten you, and I promise, on my own life, you’ll never be hurt here. I promised your mother I would take care of you if something happened to her. I won’t hurt you, sweetheart. We need to talk about a few things, and I need you to listen. Can you stay for a few minutes and listen? If—if you don’t like what I say—I’ll take you to your friend’s house. Please hear me out.”

Dora was backed into an invisible corner. She held her knees against her chest, her face wet with tears, and tried to focus her gaze on Ted. But the feeling of his hand on her wrist, and all the nightmares it inspired, continued to terrify her and made her tremble against the wood-paneled wall.

“You know me. I’m still just Ted, the Muggleborn Healer from St. Mungo’s,” he continued, falling back on his heels. He kept his hands visible and his gaze on hers. “Your mother and I knew each other, long ago when we went to school together. We were friends—very close friends—and everything had to change when we were out of school.”

Ted sighed and rubbed his eyes with his palms. Dora wiped away the tears from her face and found his eyes glistening, much to her astonishment. 

“I was in love with your mother, Dora. I loved her more than anyone I ever knew. She—I think she felt the same way, even if she said she didn’t—and she had to live a life that I couldn’t give her because of who I am. She had to marry your . . . Byron. She had to marry Byron Travers.” 

The revelation of Ted’s love for Andromeda was enough to momentarily let the terrible memories of Claudius disappear. Dora sat up straighter, but still holding herself tightly against the wall, and stared, her attention transfixed on the Muggleborn declaring his love for her pureblood mother. 

“I moved on as best as I could. That day you met me in Diagon Alley—that was the first time I had seen her since we had to say goodbye—that was the day I learned a secret your mother had been keeping from me for over eleven years.” Ted’s body trembled and he closed his eyes briefly. Taking a deep breath, he continued. 

“What I found out . . . it changed my life. It’s going to change yours. No one but your mother and I know the truth . . . and before you ask, even Millie doesn’t know what I’m going to tell you. I’m going to tell her when she gets back—God only knows how she’ll take it. It’s not going to be easy for any of us.” 

Dora had stopped crying and her vision cleared somewhat. Her nose was running, but she wiped it against her knees and gaped, openmouthed, hanging on every word that Ted was telling her. He ran his hand through his hair and tilted his head back. 

#supernova #nymphadora tonks #ted tonks #ted has big daddy energy #it's on full display here

[lookinghalfacorpse]

foreshadowing in ttdtn

i had the ending for the trees deny themselves nothing  in mind since i started and i had a great time sneaking in some foreshadowing and exploring how sam could lie and some extra steps he might take to go unnoticed.  here’s some of those moments that stand out to me.  i probably forgot some.

chapter 3

When [Sam] spoke again, it was with genuine curiosity. “You said you ‘had’ Dream?” he asked, “How did you get him?”

“I talked with him.”

Sam sighed. “Give me two days,” he said, “I’ll meet you at your base at 5pm.”

sam should’ve just asked “what did you do that i haven’t done???”.  if he hasn’t already started building the recreation of the cell at this point, he was definitely thinking about it.  our first clue that he’s interested in a recapture.

chapter 5

Sam:  “...But the upper calf is going to look the same in either design you choose. I’d–” His gaze darted to the side for a moment, “I’d give you more choices if I could. But with padding that thick, and the redstone connection between flesh and the artificial joint, this is all I can offer.”

he’s giving the illusion of choice here.  the upper calf has to look the same no matter what because that’s where he placed the failure, but he came up with two legitimately good designs for the lower sections that would sound valid to someone who knows redstone, like philza.

chapter 8

Sam set the bag, which contained the completed prosthetic and some other supplies, on the far wall before dropping the [weakness] potions directly onto Dream’s chest.

he was careful to keep the parts away from the weakness potions.  wouldn’t wanna break it too early!

Sam lifted one of the plates between the ends of his tongs to show it off. It had a line of solid red and a line of blackish metal. “When Dream’s nerves fire, it will light the redstone portion. From there, the rest of the prosthetic is bud powered through a small cushion of air, protected by the metal, depending on which nerves fire. This will allow Dream to move the prosthetic with very close precision to a flesh and blood leg. There’s a bit of insulation to avoid mixed signals, and that’s it.”

Phil nodded. He was vaguely familiar with bud powering.

not necessarily foreshadowing per se, but this is where the failure is at.  the metal protecting the bud powering is destroyed by weakness potions, the bud powering is broken, and dream can’t control the leg anymore.  again, he’s using words that phil would be familiar with and knows are valid.

Phil felt exhausted. His voice, when he spoke, was scratchy. “This better had been worth it, Sam,” he threatened.

Sam met his eyes for a moment, pulling away from his work. His own prosthetic eye shone brightly in the dim lighting of the guest room. “It will be,” he answered.

it’ll be worth it, but it’ll be worth it for SAM.

i can’t choose a specific line here, but i also wanted to include that sam had phil & techno involved in the connection process so they feel partly responsible for the insertion and can see that everything Appears to be in place.  they won’t notice what type of metal he’s using.

chapter 12

“You know,” Dream said, “You could’ve designed the leg so I was slower than you.”

“It would’ve been difficult, but yes, technically I guess I could’ve.”

dream also sees that sam was given an opportunity to create a faulty prosthetic, he’s just taken a different approach to the idea.  sam counters that it would’ve been ‘difficult’-- making a purposefully slow leg would be harder than the trap he actually built in.

“When Phil approached me with the project, he told me it was an… an opportunity to fix my mistakes. I took the offer seriously.” He raised a hand to the metal plates on his own temple, near the bright light of his fake eye. “It seemed like a sequel, I guess, to the conversation you and I had. That leg isn’t just any old prosthetic. It’s one of the best pieces of technology I’ve ever made.”

the opening part was a lie, obviously-- he isn’t trying to ‘fix a mistake,’ he’s trying to get dream back.  he IS, however, legitimately proud of this prosthetic.  he designed such a perfect flaw in it!

chapter 15

“I wouldn’t even venture to say we’re on good terms. Never come back to this place. Stay away from Dream, unless he needs you for maintenance, and keep those interactions short and brief. Fail, and I’ll change my mind.” Phil took a bottle of whiskey from the shelf and poured. He passed Sam one of the shots.

Beneath his mask, Sam felt his lips tighten. He nodded.

sam knows he’ll be seeing dream.  partly to, uh, be Alone together, which is what any reader would pick up on right away.  but also, he’s realizing that he’ll be making an enemy of philza (and, by extension, definitely techno) after his plan is completed.  this is an “i fucked up” moment.

#i usually don't post fic analysis type stuff ??? #not sure how i feel about it but i felt like sharing this i guess #ttdtn #the trees deny themselves nothing

[touchreceptors]

opm 179/224(jp) TL commentary

so, about the Saitama vs Tatsumaki battle in the latest chapter.

Normally, I’m tired enough at the end of the work day that when the JP OPM chapter updates drop, I'm happy to just skim the chapter and wait for the usual fan TL team to do their good work and drop the English translation the next day. Usually, I find them very decent and competent.

This time around, however, Saitama’s lines on this particular page had me sitting up a little straighter.

I thought his word choice was oddly far too chummy given his usual personality and his attitude towards people like Tatsumaki, so I decided to check the original Japanese pages again and sure enough, found that I gleaned a very different idea from the JP lines. I would definitely have translated these differently.

Let’s take a look at the 2 phrases in question.

1. “She’s not in the mood to chat at all” (JP: 全然会話になんねえーな )

The plain form of this (i.e. after you distill it from Saitama’s typical style of speech) is 全然会話にならない which is far more often representative of the sentiment “It’s impossible trying to get through to you/this person”. It literally translates to “This is not becoming a 2-way conversation at all” or "you can't have a 2-way conversation with this person"; Google “会話にならない 英語” and you will see multiple suggestions along the lines of “It’s no use talking to you.”

This phrase is used to indicate that the other party is not willing to listen, usually to something important the speaker has to say. Saitama isn’t looking to have a friendly “chat”, he’s trying to make a point to Tatsumaki about not attacking other heroes and laying off his new home before that gets destroyed too. So, while the use of “chat” may help to preserve the lazy informality of his speaking style, it downplays the severity of the situation and his annoyance at her not getting his point. 

I personally would’ve used “Ugh, she’s not gonna listen at all, is she” or “Ugh, talking isn’t gonna work at all, is it” or a similar variation.

2. “Guess I’ll keep her company for now” (JP: 相手しとくか)

Context is everything. Just because “keep company” is the first option in a whole list of different definitions that pops up when you do a dictionary search doesn’t mean that it’s the right definition to use for a translation/localization. Nor does it mean it’s how the phrase is most commonly used in practice.

I'd wager you don’t even need to have much RL experience in Japan or with Japanese people to know which definition should've been picked. Watch enough shonen and sports anime with the original Japanese audio and you’ll soon learn that any time there is a pair activity, game and most importantly, a fight, 相手 i.e. “aite” refers to “opponent”. In a classroom setting, being asked to “相手して” doesn’t mean to keep a student “company”, it means to take up the opposite role in pair work. I’d add that in the close to 15 years I’ve spent studying and/or speaking Japanese, and the 3.5 years spent living and working in Japan, I’ve never heard this phrase being used to mean “keep somebody company” - but since experience can also be subjective, let’s just look at what we can be certain about: context, and our own knowledge of the target language and all its nuances.

a. Context - What’s happening, and who is saying it: Are they fighting? Yes. As opponents? Yes. Is Saitama referring to their fight and a strategy he's going to take (i.e. letting her tire herself out)? Most certainly, yes. Is this line being said by the same guy who thinks of Fubuki only as an acquaintance who's always dragging him into her business against his will, the same guy who in the last frame of this very chapter is thinking to himself "Man I reeeeeaallly wanna go home"? Yes. Should you have picked a definition more related to fighting and opponents from the dictionary's MANY different options like, idk, "take on a rival" to base your translation on? Yyeeess??? Why wouldn't you have?

b. Decision-making when localizing a text: What does “keep somebody company” imply in English? Is there a better way to phrase this and make the localized script more representative of the situation and the character's intent, and less loaded with English meaning that isn't present anywhere else in the text? I mean, Saitama certainly isn't suddenly thinking about loneliness and company when he mentions the lack of buildings and people - a safer distance away from civilization he deliberately went to the trouble of bringing Tatsumaki to.

I'd take some creative/artistic license here myself to make the language less stiff, but would definitely have gone for something less distorted, like "Guess I'll keep her occupied for now". If unsure, then even a more literal "Guess I'll take her on for now" would do a very decent job of conveying Saitama's intent, staying faithful to the original language without sounding too stiff when inserted into the sentence they came up with.

But well, who'm I to talk, eh? Translators are humans, there's no way to be completely objective in any interpretation, and they still do far more work than I am willing/able to do for this manga every update. I just wonder if they were letting certain biases guide their interpretations rather more than usual this time. Suffice to say, I'll be very curious to see how the guys at Viz choose to frame this bit for the official English TLs.

#one punch man #opm manga spoilers #opm #translations #my translations #kinda

[faithandfairies]

Law & Order SVU Season 23 Finale; I Hope the Barson Ship Will Finally Sail

Okay, so I just finished that Law & Order SVU season 23 finale and Oooooooh.

It pretty much covered everything I’ve been saying and thinking about this show.

Well, about Benson, I guess.

I also don’t think I’ve ever seen her this self-aware before.

But, you know, that’s necessary when you actually want to move forward.

There’s this quote that says something like “It’s fun to be cool and aloof until you realize that if you want love you’re going to have to make a fool of yourself and ask for it.” 

And Lord, is that true.

Anyway,

so 

I get why Benson is angry. I think she sees Barba going against her wishes as a boundary overstepped. And he has always been the one who she could trust not to do that. So that’s fair.

And it’s also that a friend and someone she loves defended a murderer when he didn’t have to which in itself is an act she hates.

And then on top of that the murderer almost personally hurt her by hurting Elliot through killing Kathy.

But then again, the fact that Barba did go against her wishes in this case to me only underlines how much he loves her and that she can trust him to do what’s best for her. Even if she doesn’t want other people making those decisions for her, she does deserve someone who has her best interests at heart even when she doesn’t.

The fact that she’s angry about it, very angry in fact, and not indifferent to me is another sign that she loves him.

But I think that part of the reason she might be so angry at him is because she didn’t expect what she sees as betrayal. With Elliot I would say she’s used to his nonsense and enables it. With Barba she isn’t so she holds him to a higher standard, which I think is good. Good for the both of them and will be good if they decide to pursue a romantic relationship.

But honestly, I think if you pull back all the layers, the other reason she’s so angry at him is because it’s getting harder for her to ignore his feelings for her. Because with him blatantly telling her he only defended Wheatley to protect her, it doesn’t take a genius to deduce that the reason he would do that is because he loves her. Why else? And she isn’t stupid, far from it, so you know she got the message even though she’s trying to ignore it.

I think it’s probably even more frustrating because she actually loves him. He’s the only person aside from maybe Rollins, that she’s clearly let into her life as far as she has. And she has definitely let him into her heart. She’s been deliberately vulnerable with him in ways I’ve rarely seen her be with others if at all. 

And it just, it brings me back to ADA Stone because with Stone, he too was in love with her but made it easy for her to ignore it until he couldn’t anymore. The difference being that I couldn’t see her pursuing anything with Stone and Stone knew it too.

And you know, when Barba and Benson first started working together I watched those episodes and I completely missed the signs initially like I did with Stone. And then I re-watched Barba and Benson’s journey and it was just so obvious, the amount of times he asked her out for drinks before she even said yes, but he never gave up, the way he was always trying to brighten up her day and make her smile.

Even when they first met you could see her reputation preceded her and he was a bit in awe. 

The fact that he mentioned her to his mother to the point his mother recognized her name when they met. 

The way he looked completely hurt and at his wit’s end when he realized she got into a relationship with Tucker while he was right there. This is when I really and truly knew he was irrevocably in love with her and it actually took me by surprise because he looked like his world was ending when he found out about Tucker.

Barba kind of reminds me of Castle in the Castle TV show where he pursued Beckett, who I always felt was initially based on Benson, for years before she saw him, actually saw him and finally admitted to herself and him that she loved and wanted him.

I feel like Barba is Benson’s Castle. I never thought I’d see the day, but the man has been by her side quietly waiting for her to see him and recognize how much he loves her and actually allow him to love her properly for ages.

Through drinks and conversations and just showing up for her and being a shoulder for her to cry on when she needed one.

And now not only has he told her he was only protecting her through doing the thing that pissed her off at him, 

he has legitimately now also told her that he 

- misses her

- loves her unconditionally

- will wait for her until she’s ready

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He has also straight up called Elliot a bully, which, the man is spitting facts but in the same breath he has also validated her feelings for Elliot. Barba’s a real one.

Barba, he’s no longer allowing Benson to ignore his feelings for her. 

He’s literally telling her he loves her and is asking her to love him back when she’s ready. The man has literally bared his soul to her which in itself is incredibly hard to do but opposite someone who isn’t in a state to receive anything you have to say and might never be again, astronomically hard. But he did it anyway because she’s worth it and he’d be damned if he didn’t paint a full picture for her in what might be his last chance to do so.

Stone told her how he felt and then walked away, not asking her for anything and not waiting for any kind of response because he knew what it was going to be.

But Barba, he knows. He knows her. And so he knows. And he sees a future with her and is willing to wait for it. Wait for her. To be ready.

He’s a man who adores her and would literally do anything for her, but still manages to keep his job and integrity even so, I mean, what more could you want?

I feel like I’m rambling but I just really want this for the both of them. I want him to come back in a more consistent capacity and for them to rebuild their relationship and get together romantically.

And I don’t know that it’s necessary for her to pursue something with Elliot first.

This finale episode it felt like the battered victim was meant to parallel Benson. Where I think she said herself that that woman’s husband kept upending her life by coming back into it. Even more interesting is that this woman kept calling this man who was bad for her back into her life herself expecting him to put the pieces of it back together when he was the one who broke her in the first place.

And I think pursuing something with Elliot would do that to Benson, upend her life.

And she finally, finally has a good stable life. 

I just don’t want what, 10+ years of her own hard work putting her life back together after Elliot walked out of it to go down the drain. 

Barba brings her peace. Elliot brings chaos.

Look at them. These two dorks belong together and I need them to make it happen for the good of themselves and humankind.

(She said she misses him too so we’re one third of the way there.)

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After thinking about it I have decided to  take a step away from this show until it decides who Benson ends up with because I won’t be baited by a straight show. I just won’t do it. Life’s too short.

#law and order svu #svu #barson #benson and barba #rambly post because I have a lot of feelings and I want them to be happy because it's what they deserve #benson #barba

[gurugirl]

Sorry this is a bit of a novel haha but I wanted to get my actual point across considering that other person’s response xo (also it won’t let me do paragraphs for some reason so it’s kinda clumped)

I don’t need a celebrity to validate my feels lol I want to know what kind of person I’m suppprting to be able to continue supporting them you know? I also think not speaking on it doesn’t necessarily make you a bad person but it does change my opinion when the only thing Palestinians are asking for is for people to use their voice. Also thinking vacationing with your (I’m pretty sure) Zionist besties makes you a bad person though. He can’t change the world I know this lmao but he does have a massive voice and it does count for something no matter what people want to believe - whether it makes Palestinians feel heard or sways some of his very impressionable fans to think more about it. I also thought about this a lot more today because I saw a small under 15k follower band and another do an event for palestians with a politician in support of palestine and it just made me think they have everything to lose - up and coming hardly any recognition and they could be blacklisted forever. Harry is Harry. One of the most famous influential sought after people in the industry, his career wouldn’t end, honestly all I want is for him to tell us who he is - just a donation link does that. Or a ‘I do not stand with genocide’ whatever. Even if he just did a donation link on insta stories or something to let us know he doesn’t agree with it? Not much can come from that honestly. Most people in the world are with Palestine. Like guru said because he’s silent - we don’t know his stance. That’s enough for me to be suspect I guess the word is? I just saw a lot of integrity in those bands and see Harry being silent when he says tpwk etc. It’s not about me forming my opinion based on what Harry says or doesn’t. It’s about wanting to know wether or not the man I’ve been supporting for the last, what, 13 years is a Zionist, or excuses that behaviour because of his friends or stays silent because he wants to keep money or whatever, and I just think that’s incredibly hypocritical considering what he advocates for. I just want to know his stance. That’s the least he could do in my opinion, to let his followers know who he is when he says we should all do everything we can to take care of each other. All in all my point was not that I think he can change the world. His supporters just deserve to know if he is a genocide / Israel supporter or not. Wanting to know he is someone that practices what he preaches instead of just making money and an image from it. His silence says a lot and everyone interprets it in different ways. And honestly, most people believe silence is complicity.

You make absolutely valid points. I agree that even the smallest thing would make a lot of his fans feel really good (and a lot would hate him for it too). But the way Harry is so recognizable (even walking down the street with hoodie and sunglasses) he’s more of a target than a small band who wouldn’t have much recognition. But who knows!? Maybe he’s silent bc of money and fame more than safety reasons.

I also feel like just bc you want him to say what his opinion is doesn’t mean you need a celebrity to validate your opinion. I think that anon was just getting heated and that’s what happens with these kinds of conversations - lots of emotions come to the surface and even with people you agree with you want to argue with. It’s just talking in circles at some point.

Thank you for your thoughts. I definitely feel you and this conversation is far from over.

That being said… I have to get to some other things right now and I’m not going to be answering anymore asks like this today (this is draining y’all). Anyone is welcome to send in your thoughts and I will read them but no more of this today 💕🖤

Xoxo

#ask

[ashe-smash]

I don’t think I’ll ever post them (unless I severely rewrite them, they’re too personally based as they are currently) but my two main self insert/ x reader stories are:

BHNA: Assistant Teacher for the staff of UA (not like a TA in college, an actual teacher who assists the other teachers. Would be late 20s- early 30s aged. ) Personally I can only imagine myself as quirkless. And my personal self insert is a former “manager” (handler/assistant?) for two hero ocs in America and later became a high school teacher and works with troubled kids with quirks.

I struggle with this one a bit as I’d like to be able to focus on all of the Staff of UA but I have so little grasp on all their characterizations, and the fact we haven’t seen much of the day to day of life at UA. Fairly All Might focused- as he’s my fave but again I would want to include more of the staff. (Aizawa, Midnight, Mic, Vlad and so on.)

Timeline wise it’s placed post All Might’s retirement (and Dorms existing) but kinda pauses in the canon after that?? (Major events, specifically the war stuff going on it the manga?)

I’d likely have to introduce some ocs (that would largely be off screen). Might introduce them anyways- as they’re a huge part of my daydreaming stories outside of fanfic. My superhero-verse ocs have been beloved to me since before BNHA.

Dragon Ball: After some Saiyan shenanigans, you end up dating both Goku + ChiChi AND Vegeta + Bulma. (The couples stay separate, this isn’t a 5some situation.) Vaugely set in “Super”.

The main set up for the plot is: As part time tutor for Goten, you end up staying the night with the Sons (even if Goten is away said night) and you end up sleeping with Goku and ChiChi. During which, Goku ends up biting you- leaving a mark. Which means nothing to you in the end, except a tentative relationship with the couple.

Vegeta eventually finds out about this and is furious that Goku would do something like this- impulsively claim a secondary mate, not going through the proper process of doing so. Turns out this is a old Saiyan custom (from far before Freiza had reign of planet Vegeta), taking a secondary “mate” (I’ve called them ‘concubines’ but I don’t think that’s right?)- particularly a lower classed one.

It also wasn’t uncommon for rival Saiyans to fight over the same secondary mate (as prideful Saiyans would never go after someone’s husband/wife.) Thus, you jokingly offer for Vegeta to go through the “ritual” of becoming a secondary mate- with Bulma and him.

This concept might not really make any sense, I guess. But…. Fanfic lmao.

I don’t know if I’m articulating these ideas well enough. Will I actually ever share these stories? Idk. But I wanted to put them out there. This isn’t everything I could say- but I’ll never post this if I keep going.

These aren’t my only stories but, these are more like the multi chaptered/ scenario stories I imagine. I have a Piccolo fic wip but that’s more of a one shot kinda in my head.

Oh also I usually write fem + chubby reader cause.. I’m that lmao.

Anyways, this is a small portion of the ideas about the dumb little stories I think about (and occasionally tippy tap into my phone.) I can talk more about them if anyone has any questions and stuff.

#bnha x reader #dragon ball x reader #self ship #self shipping community #self insert story #writing ideas #mha x reader

[captainsophiestark]

West vs. East

Daniel Sousa x Reader

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Written for Agent Carter Bingo 2022! @agentcarterbingo

Fandom: Marvel

Square Filled: Game

Summary: Y/N is the LA SSR's new nurse, a position they finally realized was incredibly important to have around after a few near-misses during the Whitney Frost case. They've only been there a week, but an all-SSR picnic and "friendly" East Coast/West Coast competition will give them plenty of chances to make new friends and more.

Word Count: 2,436

Category: Fluff, Humor

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"Alright Agents! Welcome to the first official East vs. West SSR games tournament!" called Jack Thompson from the front of the picnic. Daniel Sousa, the other SSR Chief, stood next to him, looking less than thrilled to be the center of attention. "If you're competing, head to the field over there. Otherwise, come cheer on the New York branch."

He gave everyone a grin that had half the women swooning and the other half rolling their eyes, then moved to the games field. Chief Sousa, also a member of the eye-roll group, followed, along with a few of the other agents, scientists, and various support staff members who'd gathered for the picnic.

"You heading over there?" I turned to see Rose Roberts, the first friend I'd made at the SSR, joining me with a smile.

"I don't know..." I trailed off, watching the crowd gather. I'd just joined the agency last week, and I didn't really know anyone yet. I'd taken the job as the agency's nurse, a position they'd apparently just realized they needed. I wasn't part of the field assignments or spending time with the scientists as they worked, however, so other than Rose there hadn't been a lot of opportunities for me to meet the other agents.

"Come on, you should go," said Rose, giving me a nudge. "It'll be a good way for you to meet people. Besides, we're gonna need all the help we can get against Thompson and his crew. Especially since Aloysius insisted on competing."

We both turned to look at Samberly as he jumped around next to Chief Sousa, apparently doing his own version of warmups.

"Well... I guess it could be fun..."

"Of course it'll be fun! Now go! Come on, move it!"

Rose gave me a gentle push towards the competition, then kept pushing until I'd walked all the way over there. I turned to glare at her, but she just turned away and pretended to be innocent after shoving me straight into a conversation between the two Chiefs.

"...she's ours, Sousa, get lost. She still works for me, so she's competing for me."

"Jack, I think if you ask her Peggy would rather compete with my team-"

"Too bad, because she's on my team."

Another person sidled up to me as the two continued their argument, blocking out basically everything else around them.

"They are truly ridiculous, aren't they?" I turned to find none other than Agent Peggy Carter standing there and surveying the two men.

"I've only been here a week, but based on what I've seen... yeah, I'd agree."

Peggy snorted a laugh, then turned to give me a smile. She extended her hand, and I took it.

"Peggy Carter. Nice to meet you."

"Y/N Y/L/N, likewise."

"So, you're Daniel's new medical agent, correct?"

"That's right. Rose threw me into competing in the games today, but if Samberly pulls something with those warmups, I'll have to step out and take care of it."

We shared a laugh, then Peggy turned back to the Chiefs, who were still caught up in their argument.

"Well then, we'd better get this show on the road before he goes down." With that, she stepped up and got the attention of Chief Thompson and Chief Sousa. "Boys, enough. Daniel, I can't let Thompson represent the whole of New York. The city deserves far better than that."

"Hey!"

"So what, you're joining Thompson's team?" asked Chief Sosua, completely ignoring Thompson's outrage.

"Yes. But don't worry! I found you someone to take my place." With that, she turned back to me, a massive smile on her face. "Gentlemen, meet Y/N. The perfect person to represent Los Angeles with you, Daniel."

"Peggy, what the hell do you have against Los Angeles?"

Peggy ignored Sousa's question as she turned to Thompson.

"Are you ready to win?"

"Hell yes I am."

"Good. Then let's go."

With that, they walked off, everyone practically jumping out of their path as they went. From what I'd heard, they didn't work together smoothly very often. But when they did, they were clearly a force to be reckoned with.

Chief Sousa sighed and shook his head, then turned to me.

"Sorry you're getting dragged into the middle of this on your first week, Y/N," he said.

"Oh, that's alright. It's keeping things interesting," I said with a small smile. "Rose practically shoved me over here to join the festivities, but... I'd be happy to help represent for Los Angeles if you need it, Chief Sosua."

"Oh, please, call me Daniel," he said, quickly waving off the title. "And yeah, I'd be more than happy to have you. I need somebody for the pairs events that can help me hold our own against Thompson and Peggy, and my only other option is Samberly, so I'd say I need the help pretty badly."

We shared a smile, and my heart fluttered in my chest.

"Well, if you really need the help... then let's do this."

"Great. Peggy's one of my best friends, but we're about to crush her and Thompson into dust."

I held up my hand and Daniel gave me a solid high-five before we walked to the first event together, perfectly in step. Time for the West Coast to kick some ass and take some names.

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"Alright, this is it." I met Daniel's intense stare as he rested a hand on my shoulder. Our faces were so close together, and it was all I could do to focus on his words instead of noticing that fact. "We're tied with the New York office, which means it comes down to you and me. We've got this."

I nodded. The day had been chaos since the moment Rose shoved me forward, and it had only gotten more hectic from there. Daniel and I had held our own against everyone we faced, and the LA team had done a damn good job of doing the same. Daniel and I had yet to face Peggy and Thompson, however, and now it all came down to the four of us. Whoever ended up being the last person standing after a guerrilla-style water balloon fight would take home the victory for their team.

"Thompson and Peggy are going down," I said, leaning into Daniel a bit as we shared a grin. I'd been nervous to even talk to him at the beginning of the day, but that was completely gone now. Nothing like intense competition with another team to create some instant bonding.

"You're damn right they are," agreed Daniel. We stayed close like that, heads together, for a few minutes longer than we really needed to before Daniel cleared his throat and pulled away. "Uh, anyway... let's do this."

We headed onto the field together in-step and met Thompson and Peggy in the middle. The pair had clashed a few times over the day, but on the whole, they'd managed to work together annoyingly well.

Daniel and I planned to end that.

"Alright! Rules work like this," started Thompson, addressing me and Daniel as well as the crowd that had gathered to watch. "Each side gets a bucket of water balloons on their turf. Crossing sides is fair game. There are no boundaries. If you get hit with a balloon, you're out. Last one standing wins. Questions?"

We all shook our heads, and Thompson's face morphed into a terrifying grin.

"Alright then. Game on!"

With that, he took off for his side, Peggy right behind him. Daniel and I immediately ducked for cover behind some of the trees on the field and started making our way to our own bucket of balloons.

"Make sure I don't run into anything," I said, not bothering to explain before turning around to walk backwards and linking my arm with Daniel's. This way, I could see where Peggy and Thompson went, and we'd have a little extra warning if they started heading our way. Daniel's arm secured me, and he pulled me in a little closer as we made our way across the field.

We made it to our bucket of balloons safely and ducked down behind a rock for cover.

"Alright, I lost sight of them a few times, but I think their strategy is speed," I said, staring into the trees around us on high alert as I briefed Daniel. "They absolutely booked it to their water balloons, and last I caught sight of them, they'd split up and were making their way over here from the opposite side of the field."

Daniel nodded. "Let's stick together and take advantage of that, then. Did you see which side Peggy took?"

I pointed to our left.

"Great, let's start with her. She's a bigger threat than Thompson."

Daniel and I took a few more moments to strategize, then we were up and moving. We backed even further away from the midline before heading left, where I'd last seen Peggy. Daniel kept a constant, watchful eye on all our surroundings, and although I had nowhere near the level of training that he did, I tried to do the same.

After a few tense minutes, we managed to find Peggy. She quickly darted from tree to rock to bush, and she was incredibly hard to keep an eye on. Daniel gestured silently for us to split up and each take one side, so we could hopefully surround Peggy. By some miracle, I managed to get behind her without her noticing.

I saw Peggy grin as she caught sight of Daniel. I moved as fast as I could to seize the opportunity, but Peggy managed to get her balloon off just before mine. She hit Daniel square in the chest a moment before my water balloon exploded across her back.

"Dammit!" she yelled on impact, then whirled around to face me. After a second, the shocked expression turned into a smile. "That was actually quite impressive."

I smiled. "Thanks! I-"

I stopped short at the sight of Daniel waving frantically behind Peggy's back, gesturing towards where I'd last seen Thompson. Peggy was trying to distract me.

"I... gotta go," I said to Peggy, then turned and sprinted into the trees before she had a chance to respond. She and Daniel weren't allowed to call anything out to me or Thompson, and I knew they'd keep each other honest. Now, it all came down to me vs. the highly-trained Chief of the New York SSR.

I peeked out from behind the nearest tree, ears straining as I tried to catch any sign of Thompson. I got nothing. I stayed like that for a few moments, absolutely frozen, until I heard the rustle of fabric behind me. My heart stopped in my chest, and I didn't dare turn around. Without warning, I dove to the side, rolling on the ground and away from where I'd been.

Thompson's water balloon hit the tree a second later. I heard Peggy, Daniel, and everyone else who'd gathered to watch erupt into cheers, oohs, and ahhs, but I ignored them. Instead, I hurled a water balloon of my own back at Thompson. I didn't take the time to aim very carefully, but by some miracle, it just managed to clip the arm he was drawing back to throw his own water balloon at me. It exploded on impact.

I had done it. I had won.

"Oh my God!" I cried, shooting up from my kneeling position and laughing in disbelief. "I did it. I won!"

"Hell yes you did!" shouted Daniel from where he still stood to my right. He rushed towards me, and I did the same without thinking about it.

Daniel held his arms wide, and I sprinted into him for a long hug that almost took us both to the ground. Once he regained his balance, he lifted me off my feet in celebration. I'd just defeated a field agent, Chief of the New York SSR no less, and the adrenaline rush swept over me. As soon as my feet were back on the ground, I grabbed the lapels of Daniel's jacket and kissed him, hard.

After a second, I pulled back, suddenly very aware of everyone around us and what I'd actually just done. Horrifying embarrassment bloomed in my chest as I looked at Daniel's shocked face.

"Oh my God... I am so sorry, I just got caught up in the moment and-"

Daniel smiled and tightened his arm around my waist.

"It's okay. You definitely caught me off guard, and we're never gonna hear the end of this from Thompson now, but... I'm glad you did it."

"Really?"

"Really." We shared a smile, relief washing over me as Daniel continued. "So, I've been trying to decide all day whether or not to ask this, but considering you seem to be thinking similar things... would you like to go out to dinner tonight?"

I grinned, warmth blooming in my chest. "I'd love to."

We shared another smile, then quickly got dragged back to reality by our competitors.

"Damn Sousa, nurses must be your type," said Thompson, coming to a stop beside us. Daniel glared, and Peggy whacked Jack hard enough in the arm to make us all feel better. Then, the blond turned to me. "That was obnoxiously impressive. I'm starting to think you'll be even less responsive to this offer than I thought you'd be, but if you ever feel like making a move to New York, give me a call."

With that, he turned and walked off to rejoin the rest of the picnic. Peggy took a few backwards steps to follow him as she fixed us with a smile.

"Congratulations, you two. You make an excellent team." She shot us a wink, then turned, leaving just me and Daniel.

"Well... I guess we'd better go rejoin that picnic," he said.

"Yeah," I agreed. "We have a victory to rub in, after all."

Daniel smiled, then held out his hand for me. I took it, and we headed towards the rest of our friends and coworkers, ready to face the embarrassment together. I could already see Rose grinning at me amongst everyone else. I sighed.

I could get through this. It would all be worth it. I got to leave this picnic in a few hours, for dinner with Daniel Sousa, who I'd decided over the course of the day might well be the man of my dreams.

I'd barely been here a week, but these were already some of my favorite people on earth. I couldn't wait to see where the next weeks (and longer) took us.

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[angstyandromanticwriting]

Lyutsifer Safin X Reader Angst with a happy ending prompt

!TW: Needle, mention of ‘shot’ and wound (not detailed)!

“Can you sing that song for me again?” Safin requested, a pained expression on his face as he remembered the moments in which you were both happier.

“What song?” You responded, preparing to stitch up his wound; you were used to doing it now.

Safin found he couldn’t remember what you’d called it, and he wore a puzzled expression on his face for a moment. “I think you said it was a lullaby,” he answered, unsure. You knew which one he was talking about immediately - it was the one your mother used to sing to you when you were younger, so you quietly sang it for him though you weren’t in the spirit to as you began to stitch up his wound with the needle and thread you were holding - by the time you’d finished the lullaby, the stitching process was done, and you made to tear a long enough piece of material from the bandage roll carefully. You noticed Safin looking up at you with a dejected expression on his face; he thought you’d leave him after you’d finished treating him. “Please don’t leave me,” Safin pleaded, “not again.”

You shook your head, placing your hand on his left cheek to comfort him. “I’m not leaving,” you reassured him, “ever.” Safin would be surprised, wondering if you were just saying that for a moment, but you seemed adamant about your decision. “I’ll take care of you for as long as you need me to, and I promise everything will be normal again,” you assured, and he smiled weakly up at you. “I’ve been wondering,” you began, “why are you still here? I thought you’d be back at the base.”

Safin shook his head gravely; he couldn’t have left without ensuring that you were safe; he knew there would be men after you, too, now, and he’d gotten himself shot by one of them whilst attempting to protect you. “You’re the reason I’m still here,” Safin answered, “I - I need to protect you from those men who want to hurt you, angel.”

“I don’t need protecting,” you claimed, embarrassed. “Besides, there are other people who can help me-”

“Let me guess,” he interrupted, “your friend. I suppose he could protect you better than me, and he certainly wouldn’t hurt his daughter, or Sylvie. He’d treat you better than I treat you, too,” he mused, and you frowned, intertwining your fingers with Safin’s.

“He doesn’t compare to you, Safin,” you stated, “no one does. And you didn’t mean to hurt Emily; she’s recovering quickly, and said she still wants to see you.”

Safin would be surprised, looking up at you. “And you? You really - still love me after what I did?” Safin inquired, and you nodded.

“Like I said, I know you didn’t mean it; you’ve never, ever hurt Emily before,” you reminded him, “you were pushed too far by James.”

𖧷☭𖤍

Safin glanced back at you in the mirror, smiling softly. “I still don’t know how you got yourself to fall in love with me,” he mused, and you intertwined your fingers with his. “Especially after everything I did to you when I kidnapped you,” he murmured, a regretful expression on his face. “Maybe I’m just lucky,” he murmured, and you shook your head.

“I’ve learnt to love you because I see good in you,” you responded, “I’ve told you more than a hundred times now.” Safin nodded, forcing a smile at you. You lifted your hand to play with his hair, before you examined the bandage you’d wrapped around his shoulder and chest to cover the wound on his back. “It looks good on you,” you stated, and Safin chuckled.

“I suppose you’ll be making me wear them even more now,” he assumed, and you nodded, giggling.

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Sorry for not posting as much today, been very busy - Hope you enjoyed this prompt! ❤️

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[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

[Steve Brodner]\

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[Learning to Say F- It to the Trump FlimFlam]

A few of you wrote in in response to my post on the sheer “normalness,” the “mundaneness” of the prosecution of Donald Trump. You took me to task, arguing that this is all far from normal. It’s a crisis, in fact. Nothing about Trump’s time on the political stage is normal.

I think we are speaking past each other.

Donald Trump was and is a continuing crisis for the American republic. I would never deny that. I’ve made this claim central to almost everything I’ve written about him going back almost eight years. But managing our own emotional and cognitive equilibrium is central to handling someone like Donald Trump. That is both to live in a sane and ethical way while he marauds through our political life and because bending reality is central to the kind of threat he presents.

At a political rally yesterday Trump said this prosecution represented the “final battle.” The threat of violence in that statement speaks for itself. But this is Trump’s basic pattern. Everything is the final battle, the biggest this or that ever, the biggest surprise, the biggest hoax, the final showdown. It’s this hyped up, florid moral state that keeps his supporters spellbound and his foes constantly guessing and often off-balance.

It is wise not to participate in the reality distortion field the man whips up about him. This man is not the President. Yes, he is a leading candidate for President. But he declared his candidacy when he did to a great degree because he knew these charges were coming. Before the indictment and now more expansively in the indictment, it’s clear that these are far from technical violations of the law. They show a willful theft of government secrets, ongoing deception about the theft, continued efforts to deceive federal agents trying to recover the government’s secret documents. The conduct is so brazen and over the top that it would be virtually impossible for any prosecuting authority to decline to prosecute other than on the basis of Trump’s status giving him immunity from the law or for fear of the violence of his supporters.

Everyone knows these basic facts. His supporters can pretend otherwise. But they know it. So this is a normal and inevitable result of Trump’s own conduct. I refuse to pretend otherwise or indulge the charade that anyone who wants to argue the point doesn’t realize all of this is true. At heart they simply think Trump is different. He’s the leader. The law doesn’t apply to him. He’s too important for the law to apply to him. Since that is their position I’ll wait for them to say it out loud.

Will Trump diehards commit acts of violence? Maybe. But I’m going to wait to see them do it. I’m not going to pump up the psychic tenor of the moment based on what they hint they might do on Twitter. When a Freedom Caucus dead-ender like Clay Higgins hints at mobilizing a Trump guerrilla army I am going to properly refer to him as another terror-inciting degenerate and basically say, “Go for it.” That’s not taunt or bravado. It’s just a refusal to get psyched out. If that’s what you need to do, do it and we’ll go from there. I will assume federal authorities are taking all necessary precautions. And that’s it. If there’s another version of those feral goons plotting to kidnap Gretchen Whitmer, federal authorities will arrest them.

It’s important to react to each development on the merits and not get ahead of it.

Trump’s indictment is very straightforward and unsurprising. I’m not going to get waylaid or bamboozled into pretending otherwise.

[Josh Marshall :: Talking Points Memo]

#TPM #Talking Points Memo #TFG #Josh Marshall #Steve Brodner #political #arraigment day

[countlessrealities]

@thcpresidcnt​ ‘cause I’m a fucking dumbass and read the emoji on their ask wrong x.x Platonic interest checker || Always accepting !

Evil Rick & E-Rick

Where does my muse think their relationship with your muse stands currently: Strangers | Acquaintances | Casual friends | Close friends | Queer-Platonic Relationship | Mentor & Mentee | Found family | Enemies | Rivals | Other [ sort of colleagues ] [[ I guess Evil Rick will eventually acknowledge that he and E-Rick have some common ground. Namely, their loyalty towards their respective presidents, even if the roots of said sentiments are very different. So a seed of respect might be born from there. ]]

Am I interested?: Yes! I’ve wanted this for a while | I’m getting good vibes so far between them from our interactions so far! | I think it’ll be fun | maybe? I don’t get a clear vibe from them yet | maybe, but we need to plot a lot | Depends on what you mean | I need to think about it | I’m not interested, sorry maybe another kind of relationship? [[ It’s definitely going to be interesting, but also real hard to achieve xD Evil Rick is just hard to approach in general, under any point of view. He cares for nothing and no one, with one (or two, depending on the verse) exception. He doesn’t have friend, lovers, or enemies. There’s just people and they either stand in his way and need to be eliminated or they don’t and so they don’t matter in his eyes. ]]

How we should do this: They’re already very close! | Pre-established | Past pre-established relationship | slow burn | Let’s see how things progress naturally in interactions | Other [[ If something ever happens to change their stiff and very much not really existing relationship, it will take a long ass time. And it will mostly depends on whether or not Evil Rick comes to value that aforementioned common ground they have. If he does, he’d be more open to acknowledge E-Rick’s qualities and not just his flaws and failures ]]

Does it end well?: Yes quite easily | Yes, but it is a bumpy road | They drift away and come back together | No it falls apart at one specific moment | No, it gradually drifts off and stays that way | No, they drift apart quickly | Other [ I don’t have the faintest ideas ] [[ Honestly? I think that their relationship is strictly linked to the presidents’ and to what the E-Mortys end up to do. With them, with the Citadel, with everything. Evil Rick is and always will be loyal first and foremost to his Morty, even if that means a death sentence. If E-Rick decides otherwise (for the sake of all the other Mortys who might get killed) you can bet that Evil Rick would try to tear him into bits if that’s what his ,aster wants. ]]

Possible Dynamics: strangers to friends | rivals to friends | enemies to friends | mutual squishes | Friends hiding their squishes | childhood friends | Teen/College friends | Besties since they first met and inseparable | Bantering friends | Act grouchy towards each other but secretly care a lot | Queer-Platonic Relationship | Roomates/housemates they vibe | secret friendship | Long distance friendship | Penpals | One muse had to move away but they keep in contact | Fake friend(s) | Toxic friend(s) | best friends hiding they are friends for whatever reason | One or both muses avoid the word ‘friend’ like heck but they are totally friends | Friends due to necessity/working together | Partners in crime | Platonic Soulmates | Friends due to an event | Friends that met through their kids being friends | Found family | Adopted family literally/legally | Adopted family figuratively | Mentor & Mentee | One muse is the Parental figure to the other | One muse takes the other under their wing | Sibling-like bond | Other [ relationship based on shared goals / mutual attachments ]

#[ ooc :: mun scotty on comm ] #thcpresidcnt #[[ I'm a fucking dumbass ]] #[[ how didn't I notice that the heart you sent was different ffs ]] #[[ SORRY ABOUT THAT ]]

[splattales]

Marina struggles with the door to the human vault, but she doesn’t let Molly help. Queenie’s there, too—the whole trip is for her benefit.

But Molly isn’t happy. “What was the point of me coming if you’re gonna do all the work?”

“I dunno—” With a groan, the octoling manages to drag the door out, wishing she’d never bothered to push it back in place on their first visit. It had opened so easily back then... “You’re the one who insisted on coming.”

“Alright, so I’m bored. Guarding the Alterna base while we wait for new info is super dull, ok?” Molly steps over the vault entrance, following Marina inside. “I’ve decided this human stuff is official New-New Squidbeak business. It’s kind of related to the wellbeing of Inklingkind. Or the world. I’m not sure what our exact goals are anymore.”

“Love the confidence, Captain.”          

Before the squid can retaliate, the lights come on and the automated ‘thank you’ message plays, taking her off-guard. Snorting, she recovers quickly. “…You shush. ‘Sides, it’s good experience for Agent 3. I left her in charge of the camp.”

Marina turns back to her, squinting. “You left Ribbon to guard the outpost? Isn’t she, like, barely thirteen?”

“Me n’ Finn were barely thirteen when Cuttlefish hired us as agents.”

“And that’s worked out so well…”

The human doesn’t intervene with their bickering. They did this all the time; it would only escalate things. Instead, she walks ahead, towards the cryogenic chambers. Everything has been scarred by the flames. She’s paralyzed by this, for a moment, before stepping through.

All eight of the chambers are empty. No one else had the chance to get inside. Her own might as well be a coffin—there was a disgusting amount of debris inside where her bones had been. The filth caked to the floor must be what remained of her family, and of Doctor Justin. They were on her shoes. It would be hard to eat, today.

“Queenie? You okay?” Marina pokes her head into the room, the quibbling with Molly having died down.

“I’m fine.” She turns to look at the far wall, away from the pods.

Marina dares to press further. “So, um… who were the other pods for?”

Queenie doesn’t turn around. “My father. My stepmother.” She points to the pods individually, knowing exactly who was designated where. “My aunt. My uncle. Cousin Elise. Cousin Etoile. And my grandmother.”

“I see. Thank you.” Marina suddenly felt very insensitive, like that hadn’t helped at all. “Do you, um, know where all your belongings were stored?”

“Any personal belongings or heirlooms should be in Doctor Justin’s room. But I wanted to see for myself if there was anyon—anything left here.”

“Right—”

“Hey!” Molly’s voice echoes from down the hall. “There’s a cryo-thing in here!”

In a sudden surge of excitement, Marina bolts toward the other room. Queenie follows slowly behind. She already knows there’s nobody in there.

Marina’s disappointment is so heavy it’s palpable. “When you said cryo pod, I thought you meant there was someone inside.”

“I didn’t say there was a human in here, did I?” Molly sighs. “Anyway, this looks kinda like an office, so I was confused why there’d be one. But I bet all the computers and stuff are for monitoring the pods.”

“You would be correct,” Queenie confirms, examining what was left of the office desk. “The cryogenic chamber here was made for the man overseeing the procedure. It was designed to unfreeze him if there were any technical issues with ours.”

“I guess that didn’t work out?” Molly peers into the glass. The outside was coated in a layer of filth, but it was completely clean within.

“No, he got a little caught up murdering my relatives.”

The squid is caught off-guard, turning to face the human with her mouth agape. She eventually finds her voice. “Didn’t realise the fire was on purpose. Sorry.”

“You wouldn’t have known.” Queenie shakes her head. “And I don’t particularly want to think about it. Have you found anything, Marina?”

Marina has moved on to examine the cabinets, safes, and drawers at the end of the room. They look like they might once have been airtight, but many have since been unlocked and opened. “I’m sorry, Queenie—I think if there was any gold, it’s been taken already. I guess whoever came in first closed the door behind them. Unless they got in some other way.”

“And they just left her frozen?” Molly asks, shocked and appalled.

An awkward silence falls between them. Queenie and Marina exchange glances.

“Well … I wouldn’t blame someone for being scared to interfere with a cryo pod. Especially if they’d never seen a human before. It’s pretty scary in here,” Marina says carefully.

The human decides changing the subject is a better idea. “Is there anything else in storage?” She steps closer to the cabinets. Some of the unopened drawers have combination locks, and she begins fiddling with one.

“We could always try busting them open,” Molly starts, before hearing a tiny ‘click’.

“No need.” Queenie pulls open the drawer. There are bags of vacuum sealed clothing inside, most of which are dresses. “These belonged to Elise.” She continues to open what she can, and Marina locates the ring of keys that had been used to open some of the others. She assists the process, while Molly begins to get out plastic bags to put all the items in. Most of it is clothing, though miraculously some jewellery hadn’t been stolen. There are even some tins of food, but only Marina is interested in taking any back.

Queenie eventually finds what she’s searching for.

“It’s a miracle.” She pulls a large, perfectly preserved painting of a dark-haired woman out of one of the drawers. There’s more within, so she gently props it upright.

“That you?” Molly asks.

She’s busy handling another painting, this one a group portrait, but answers easily enough. “It’s my grandmother.”

Marina looks at it thoughtfully. “She was very beautiful.”

“…A lot of people thought so.” Queenie shakes her head. “Either way, it avoided damage, and that’s all I’m happy about.”

They continue to empty the drawers until the human noble is satisfied with their haul.

“I didn’t expect there to be this much stuff,” Molly mumbles. “Good thing I did come along to help cart it back, then.”

“Yeah,” Marina begrudgingly agrees, picking up some of the loot. “It should still fit in the caravan—just be careful. Pretty sure she’ll have our heads if we drop anything the water.”

“I’ll have more than your heads,” Queenie affirms, though picks up a bag to carry herself. “That said … we’re done here. Let us leave this miserable place.”

#Marina #Molly #Queenie #Julia #Plotpost #Aka 'queenie gets some neat things'