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chemzee · 10 months

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Alright! Tier list of how likely are hpma characters of becoming dateable ( if we ever get the romance option)

Ok so here´s the list in question and my absolutely undenyable scientific reasonings behind each placement. ( /j, I understand my logic ain´t perfect so feel free to disagree)

IT´S GONNA BE VERY LONG SO BEWARE

Very likely tier

aka these characters are pretty much guaranteed to become an option or at least have a really high chance (85-100%)

Daniel: I think this one is like,,,out of question lmao. It´s pretty obvious that if you could date somebody in this game, he would be an option. First and foremost, he´s the only male companion available in the game rn, making him the most fitting male character for this role and you can´t make a romance option with no boys like cmon. Second, he´s one of the most prominent characters in a storyline and is pretty much considered to be one of mc´s closest friends along with Ivy and y´know how it goes. Also, we can take into consideration the "favoritism advantage", as in it´s pretty obvious he along with Cass is the most beloved character by the fandom and I believe it is something you as a dev should take into consideration when making a romance option.

Ivy: pretty much many of the same logic used for Daniel is applied here. She´s tecnically our first friend in the game, she´s one of mc´s closest friends and she is one of the more prominent characters in the story (she, mc and Daniel are at this point the "main trio" of the game), making her the most likely female character to be available as an option. I would say she doesn´t have a really strong "favoritism advantage" as there are less fans liking her than Daniel and Cassandra, but there are some people who seem to like and favor her and tbh I feel like it wouldn´t really affect the decision behind making her an option.

Cassandra: as much as she is supposed to be our "rival" in the game, first of all, Merula from HPHM exists. Second, we still have like, 5 more years (well, 4 tecnically, but you get the point), so there could be a possible chance of her either redeeming herself to some degree or just becoming less antagonistic towards mc. And it´s not like she hates the mc either, I feel like she actually kinda enjoys their company, just has troubles admitting her liking to us. Plus it´s not like dating a "rival character" is something new. But even if we forget about the whole "she´s supposed to be our rival" shtick, she is just a really good option for the romance. AS MUCH AS I HATE GOING OFF VIBES, she really does give of the dateable vibe, sorry. Not to mention the "favoritism advantage" not only from the fans but the developers as well. I would say that given everything, she most likely would be a lot harder to rizz up than Daniel and Ivy, in a sense that it would probably be more time consuming to get her to date us, but I feel like it would be a rather rewarding in the end of a day.

Pretty likely

aka there´s a possibility they won´t be available as an option, but given everything they have a high chance of actually being one (60-84%)

Lottie: I feel like out of the rest of the cast we have, Lottie is the most likely to be dateable, although she´s only availbale as a dancing companion at this moment (hope they fix that fr). The chances are a lot less than the three characters from above, with her not being a very prominent character in the story besides Year 2 and her not having a lot of fans but I feel like she does have a certain probability of being chosen for the role, especially since the more option there are the better. Right??? (she deserves more love btw)

Uhh

aka I have no idea at this point, it really depends (50%)

Colby and Fischer aka Frey twins: I´m gonna be real with you, when I first made this tier list, I had put them in a "unlikely" tier, below Kevin and Robyn, because I felt like given everything the chances were very low. They are not available as companions, they are highly implied to have some of crush on Cassandra and they don´t have a strong "favoritism advantage" even from the devs themselves (this mostly applies to japanese and korean twitter accounts for the game, which "forgot" to post their character cards (you probably know which ones I´m talking about) which contained character description, concept art and voice actors listed (as I do know that along with character from "very likely" tier they were the only ones who had their character description uploaded to the official site, at least in english,so perhaps this point is sorta weak in that regard). But the more I though about it, the more I realised they do have certain probability. Or shall I say, one of them. Yes, I feel like there´s a chance that we could potentially date one of the twins,as in only one of them. Which one is most likely to be dateable? At this point I have no idea, but my bet´s on Colby. That being said, the only possible logical explanation I could give is "we need more than one male option available" and Kevin isn´t likely to be one, so the Freys, especially Colby are the most likely contendants for it. But other than that, it´s just a vibe and gut feeling thing, which is not a very good argument material.

Most likely not

aka the chances are below 50%. It´s not completely out of the question, but I´d say the chances are very low albeit not non existent.

Robyn: in spite of her being a companion character for every game mode except dancing and having certain favoritism advantage, let´s be real here, the affection system behind her is probably only designed to buff her specific character desks. But yeah, girl´s got a crush on Kevin, pretty obvious one at that, so she probably won´t be a dating option. Also a gut feeling moment, I feel like at some point in the story Robyn and Kevin will date eventually, but again, it is a gut feeling, so it´s not an argument material, but yeah.

Kevin: same logic as behind Robyn except he´s not even a companion character so the chances are even lower kfdvjhkfdvjkhl

and that´s the list and my reasons behind each placement

IF YOU REACHED IT THIS FAR THANK U SM FOR READING THIS LIKE FOR REAL YOU GUYS R AWESOME FOR MANAGING TO READ ALL OF THIS!!!

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neighborlystudios · 5 months

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I love the way you write Rayman <3 if it's no trouble, could you write rayman x short!reader hcs?

・﹒・ shortie

Summary:

Warnings: 18+

Notes: Thank you for the request as always!

▶ Rayman is always used to every human adult being far taller than him. Sure, he's seen hybrids and kids his height, but this world was built to accommodate the larger people first and foremost

▶ He occasionally met adults his height, but they weren't people he particularly wanted to get closer to in any way

▶ You had always never particularly idolized Rayman, but at the same time, you admired him for how he remained resilient even when he wasn't receiving fair treatment

▶ Your meeting went a little like this: you had to drop something your friend forgot at the Eden tower since they worked there

▶ While entering the elevator, you saw Rayman himself standing there with his perfect smile springing into action upon seeing you

▶ The first thing he noticed is that you were basically his height, adult, and a human

▶ "Oh sorry Mr. Rayman uh...Sir! I can just take another one" You didn't want to intrude, after all, you were just being nice since he was the star of Eden

▶ "No, no, it's alright! Come in!" Nodding, you quickly walked in and turned around as the doors shut, starting right nex next to him

▶ "So, which floor are ya heading to?" You told him that you were heading to the lobby and as fate would have it, he was too!

▶ You made small talk and decided to say something that you probably ahould have though more in hindsight about

▶ "You're shorter in person" Your face immediately flushed and grew hot as you rushed to apologize, but instead of insulting you or being rude, he laughed

▶ "Its alright, I get that a lot, but you actually aren't that much taller than me" When he said that, you finally realized that you really weren't, probably 4 or 5 inches at most- rather than the extra foot or two higher for your age. But, you smiled at that

▶ The elevator dinged and you both walked out feeling a lot happier than when you stepped in, however, this meant you most likely had to part ways

▶ You never thought that you would get along with the alien, but you both talked all the way onto the street before realizing that you had to go different ways

▶ But Rayman wasn't going to let this connection fade as he sheepishly asked your phone number

▶ You happily gave it and took a selfie with him

▶ He said that it was nice to finally have another human be his height that wasn't a child or hybrid and you blessed your genetics while also laughing at how ridiculous that sounded

▶ It must be nice to not feel as alone, Rayman was so happy, and that made YOU happy

▶ After that, you ended up meeting up and hanging out fairly regularly, dare you say you got a crush on him, but would never admit it because it was embarrassing

▶ Rayman was the first to make a move though after a few weeks as he took you out on a date to one of the fanciest restaurants Eden has to offer

▶ However, you made a joke about him needing a high chair and he joked about you needing a booster seat

▶ And your relationship took off from there

#rayman #cl rayman #captain lazarhawk rayman #rayman origins #rayman legends #cl rayman x reader

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that-one-anxious-mango · 3 months

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I seen your ask/prompt message!

I gotchu girl!

My ask is how many nicknames do reader and austin have for each other?!

They're so cute! I love themmmm!

Summary: Austin puts in a rather odd request that leads to a cute exchange of information.

* This installment directly follows the events after Special*

Contents: LOTS OF FLUFF. Little tension. My two favorite goofballs being adorable.

A/N: Hi Anon! I hope you’re well! Thank you so much for the ask. I adore them too 🫠✨I hope you like this!

P.S Feel free to always comment, reblog, and send me a ask/letter!

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Once the two of you were inside you greeted a happy Magnus who wagged and snorted at the sight of his two favorite humans.

Tossing your gear to the side you made your way to the kitchen to grab all of the needed ingredients to make your killer three cheese blend grilled cheese for the both of you.

You had finished it up pretty quickly while Austin was in the living room picking his choice of movie.

Turned out he wanted to watch the nineteen ninety nine version of Romeo and Juliet, which also happened to be the version BAZ directed.

“ A throwback. I remember when this came out. My sister and her friends went to go see it in theaters. My mom took them.” He recalled as you set the plates of grilled cheese and chips on the coffee table.

“ Thank you, baby. “ Austin pressed a kiss to the temple when you finally sat down.

You mumbled a quick “ You’re welcome.” Before snuggling up into his chest just enough so you both could still comfortably devour your food.

It wasn’t until you’d gotten to the part of Mercuatio’s long and terribly drawn out death scene that Austin was the first to speak.

“ Hey.” He spoke.

“ Hmm?” You sleepily hummed.

“ This may sound weird….” He started, “ But I didn’t like the way you said my name earlier. And I’m putting in the request for you to actually never say it ever again.” He finished pushing his face into your neck.

Your eyebrows rose and a giggle escaped you, “ Why? That’s your name. Admittedly, I know that it may have come off harsh that time when I said it. I’m sorry. But I like your name, Austin. And I like saying it....and moaning it.” You coyly squeezed in the last part that made him give a toothy smile.

“ Yeah it was and you only do that when I’m in trouble or you’re annoyed. Always sounds sharp when you say it. Doesn’t sound all warm and sweet like when you call me my other names.”

“ Your other names?. Like what? What other names do you have? “ Your laughter coated in curiosity.

Austin’s cheeks began turning a rosy color and his lips upturned at the corners,

“ You know. I’m Aus, babe, or baby, honey-dew, sometimes I’m poppa, I've been called Aussie poo on occasion, Sweet Baboo is pretty standard, Mr. Handsome," He began while you listened in fascination.

"Oh! I’m plant-bae , Sexy Sam, Sir peanut butter, or your most recent favorite…I’m your googly bear.” He listed off all the ridiculous pet names you’d come up with over the last couple months, and it may you smile and laugh so hard.

Truth be told you didn’t know you’d given him that many, but it was too adorable seeing him blush while talking about it.

You could tell he liked them.

“ I see. And out of all of these names.” You added on, “ Which one is your preference to be called? “

“ Hmm.” He thought for a second and then pulled a name, “ I dunno’. I guess I just really like it when you call me, babe.” He confessed. " Basic I know. But it sounds good to me the way it rolls so easily off your tongue. You say it with this feeling of real endearment behind it.” He added, “ I love that.”

“ Awe, BABE.” You goofed grabbing his face and leaned up to plant a fat giggly kiss on his cheek.

“ What about me? What are your nicknames for me?

“ Let’s see. Well, first and foremost you know you're baby. You’re babe too. You’re my sugar mama, sweetheart, sweet thighs.” He said reaching his hand to give your partially exposed thighs a squeeze. You instantly felt tingles.

“ You’re also my baby-girl, honey, madame peach, the wiggly monster, lady jelly, light of my life, my schmoopsie-poo. “ He tickled your sides.

“ But above all else, you're my best girl.” He finished by leaning down and pressing a kiss to your lips.

Heat pooled to your cheeks, “ Really?! I’m your best girl.” You coyly teased.

Austin smiled, “ Really. You’re my best girl. You’ll always be my best girl. You know that.” He leaned his face to hover by yours.

“ You sure? No one else? Just me? “ Even though when you asked you were still teasing, you secretly knew that part of you wasn’t.

Though you knew Austin’s nature and morals made you positive he wouldn’t allow himself to step out on you and break your heart that way. You still couldn’t shake the feeling sometimes that he could go out and find someone more appealing or better suited for him. That he was too good for you.

As if he could hear the gears turning in your mind he leaned down and placed a long sweet and semi- sloppy kiss to your lips. You had to contain yourself a bit when you felt his hand come to rest at the back of your neck and his thumb rub there.

In return yours traveled to his hips to pull him closer to you.

You felt him slightly groan and then pull away from you so that your faces were mere inches away from each other. “ No else. Just you. Repeat it.” He added a edge to the tone of his voice.

“ Say it baby. Tell me.” He encouraged.

You had to find the air to come in your lungs so you could speak, “ No else.” You breathed, “ Just me.”

He smiled rubbing your cheek, “ That’s right. Only you.“

#daysofourlove #austin butler x reader #austin butler x black reader #mangoasks #askarie #austin butler fanfic #austin butler imagine

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bonny-kookoo · 6 months

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Twin Flames DragonYoongi ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

"What's wrong?" Yoongi wonders, sitting next to you before he adjusts the blanket over your back. He's seen you talk to some people, and while he was happy at first that you seemed to make some more social contacts, your rather troubled expression after every conversation with these young women made him wonder what exactly you were talking about with them. Or what they were telling you, more so.

"Nothing!" You tell him, making him lean his head to the side a little, eyes clearly showing that he does not believe you one bit. "Okay, maybe it's not exactly nothing.." You admit, sighing while your legs swing around, while you watch your hands instead of the dragonkin sitting next to you. "Just- you're uh.. you're not trying to court me.. right?" You ask, and he looks at you surprised.

"I mean, it's not out of the question." He chuckles. "I was planning to get to know you first and foremost. Why?" He asks, and you seem to become nervous now.

"You should.. court someone else though." You tell him. "Like, I can't even tell if you're doing it or not. I can't appreciate your gestures enough-"

"Ah, so that's what this is about." He hums, leaning back on his hands as he shakes his head, amused. "Don't listen to them. I'm very aware of the fact that you don't know your way around yet, so trust me, I'll tell you my intentions instead of hoping you'll somehow magically get the hint." He jokes softly, making you feel a lot less tense about it.

"I'm sorry." You huff, pulling your legs towards yourself.

"No need to be." He denies. "It's not like you're forcing me to like you." He teases, and you roll your eyes at that. Yoongi is truly making you feel at ease here, that much is true- but you're also intimidated from the things you've been told. Apparently, he seems to be rather popular- but not interested in anybody but you right now it appears. And that's clearly upsetting to some, if you had to go by the 'threats' they've been making towards you.

You're not the right kind of person for someone like him. You don't even know dragon culture enough to appreciate his efforts well enough. You don't belong here. You'll pull him out of his life and make him forget about who he is.

Do they think this lowly of him? That he'll just let himself be changed like that?

"What're you thinking of?" Yoongi asks next to you, having sneakily sat a little closer now.

"I don't.." You take a deep breath, before you shrug. "I'm just upset they think you'll just.. ditch your own believes and such just because you like me.." You mumble angrily, until he laughs next to you, soft smile on his lips as he watches you. "What?" You wonder, unsure, and he just laughs.

"Nothing." he tells you. "I'd just.. like to have you closer." He suggests, and you can't help but feel a bit caught off guard by his blunt words- though you move to open your blanket, to invite him in, and move the fabric to lay over his shoulders as well. "Do you know what this means for dragons?" He asks as you both settle closely pressed side by side under the thick blanket, and you shake your head. "Something very rare, actually." He offers, and you become more interested at that. "Because right now.."

"...you're technically courting me instead."

#bts imagine #bts fanfic #bts fic #yoongi imagine #yoongi fanfic #min yoongi imagines #yoongi imagines #yoongi x reader

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avanatural · 1 year

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Mind Games

Part 5

Series summary: Set in 1984. It’s that time of the year – the supes are having the time of their lives at the Herogasm festival. Soldier Boy seems to have taken a special interest in Y/N, a fellow superhero.

Pairing: Soldier Boy x female Reader

Category: Angst, little bit of fluff, 18+

Word count: 4.2k

Chapter warnings: Mentions of disordered eating and mental abuse, sexual harassment, heavy drinking, mentions of drugs, mentions of masturbation

A/N: Welcome to part 5! There’s tension between Y/N and Ben, but who knows? They might actually warm up to each other some more 😉 I hope you enjoy. Wanna be added to my Soldier Boy tag list? Send me an ask ❤️

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“What’s got your panties in a twist?”

“I’m fine,” I grunted out an obvious lie and pulled my white leather dress down my thighs, adjusting my seated position.

“Hm-mh…,” he hummed, taunting me with that guttural voice, “Are you jealous? That your sister beat you to finding out my name?” The grin that widened across his mouth begged me to slap it off his face.

Soldier Boy… Excuse me, Ben and I were sitting under obnoxiously bright lights, on a hard expensive couch, cameras ready to roll, waiting for the talk show host to join us in the studio.

“Look, I’m tired,” I mumbled, blinking my heavy eyelids and meeting his pompous gaze, “Let’s just get this over with.”

“Christ on a cross,” he breathed, leaning back a little to get a closer look at me was a whole. His apple green eyes were roaming my face through the slits of his helmet. “Where’s the fucking fire in your eyes?”

Instead of replying, I fled into my own head. Unfortunately, my nerves were soaring and I couldn’t manipulate myself into a calmer state of mind. I didn’t know if I could credibly pretend to be over the moon about Payback Rising. But I had to force myself to. The future of my bank account depended on this. My sister’s future depended on this.

“Seriously, though,” Ben suddenly spoke up again, startling my tense body and my racing mind, “Lily’s a good kid. You’re doin’ a nice job.”

My eyebrows lowered as I examined his face, searching for any hint, any sign that he might be messing with me. Imagine my surprise when realization finally hit me – he wasn’t playing. It was a truthful fucking compliment. I opened my mouth, about to thank him, but I didn’t get to.

The host dropped down on the armchair opposite us, holding a bunch of note cards in her hands, instantly receiving a touch-up from the make-up artist. Her blazer and pencil skirt made me feel underdressed. Though I had to admit, her shoulder pads were massive enough to rival Ben’s armor.

Well, here goes nothing, I thought to myself. A few dreadful heartbeats and quick “hellos” later, the show’s quirky introduction melody rang through the studio, sealing my fate. There was no way out now.

“Welcome to Power Hour! I’m your host, Amanda Donaldson. And today, I brought lots of juicy news for you to enjoy! First and foremost, I have two very special guests here with me. They’re gorgeous, they’re talented, and they’re superheroes! Vought legend Soldier Boy and rising underdog Trouble!”

A round of pre-taped applause supported Amanda’s upbeat announcement. I wanted to roll my eyes so badly that I had to bite my tongue to refrain from doing so.

Ben, on the contrary, wore a smirk on his face that ranged from one ear to the other. “It’s good to be back!”, he exclaimed, clapping his hands together.

“It’s good to see you again! And you brought a new guest to our show!” Amanda turned to me with her million-dollar smile. “Trouble, thank you for being here!”

“Thank you for having me,” I said, nodding politely at the host.

“You just landed your very first role in a Vought movie! How exciting is that?”

“Oh, it’s incredible!”, I replied, trying my best to keep up with the two professional grinners, “I still can’t believe I got to work with the greatest superheroes in the world. It baffles me, truly.”

Amanda turned to Ben. “Soldier Boy, what has it been like working with Trouble?”

“Oh, we had a blast! This one right ‘ere…” He pointed his thumb at me and leaned forward in the host’s direction, hypnotizing her with his sparkling green gems. “Made the rest of us look like amateurs. Let me tell ya. She only needed one take for her scene.” He leaned back again and lifted his pointer finger. “One take!”

My shoulder twitched against his as I laughed for the camera. “Only because you made it easy for me.”

Ben looked at me when I addressed him, a cocky smile on his face, licking his lips.

“I felt so comfortable on set that nothing could go wrong, really,” I added, not missing the way my colleague was basking in my compliments.

“What can I say? You’re a natural,” he said, planting his hand on top of mine, which was resting in my lap. His voice dropped, the tone so pleasant yet menacing that his next words froze the blood in my veins. “Made for the game.”

I paused, not knowing what to say. His hand tightened around mine, trapping me in his hold. His eyes were like bear traps, snapping me into place.

“Wow, you two have chemistry!”, Amanda barged into our staring match like a hound smelling blood, “Which is not surprising, I mean, aside from your homage to Trouble on Solid Gold,” she spoke, lifting her hand in Ben’s direction, “We’ve been granted a behind-the-scenes peek of the Payback Rising set. And it looks intimate.”

The host pulled out a copy of the picture of Ben and I that had made it into the newspapers. Of course, she was gonna do that. The photograph of him carrying me was accompanied by a cheering track. “Can the two of you walk us through what’s going on here?”, she asked.

“Ha-ha, I see what you’re doin’ there, Mandy.” Ben let go of my hand to point at Amanda and gave her a charming wink. “You never fail to tickle information out of me, sweetheart.”

She giggled, trapped like a little rat in his mace. “You can’t blame a girl for trying.”

“I’m afraid we can’t say anything until the movie is released,” I chimed in, shrugging my shoulders as apologetically as possible.

“So, you can’t give us anything official,” Amanda acknowledged, “But maybe we can discuss something a little more… private.”

“Like what?”, I asked, trying to keep the smile on my face even though every fiber of my being was telling me to get out of there.

“Well, your dating lives are very much a topic of public interest. People are speculating around the clock. You got yourselves a ‘will-they-won’t they’-type situation. Your fans would love to see you two together! Is there any chance of that happening?”

“Oh, Amanda, don’t put us on the spot like that,” Ben said with an angelic, exaggerated chuckle, “You’re gonna make us blush.”

“We’re just friends,” I stated, cutting through his innocent act.

“Close friends,” Ben corrected me with a pointed look to my face.

“You sure it’s not more than that?”, Amanda questioned, eyeing us with a hawk’s unwavering focus.

“I guess we’ll see,” Soldier Boy spoke, directing a playful wink at the camera that was surely going to keep the audience on their toes.

A week later

Tossing my head back, I emptied the shot glass into my throat. Lily was at a sleepover with her friends, and I desperately needed some time to unwind. The talk show had been a huge success. The only place I could unwind now without being fawned over was the underground supe bar.

But down there, things weren’t exactly calm, either. The air was flooded with tension. I slammed my empty glass onto the bar, my gaze wandering back to the two supes I’d been watching – an older guy and a young woman.

The guy was a shapeshifter, borrowing the meatsuit of a middle-aged, successful, well-groomed businessman. He was getting a little too comfortable with the young woman. Palm on her hip, wearing a dirty smirk on his face while the girl wore a frown on her own. One wrong move, and I was gonna turn his brain to mush.

He leered at the young woman, flashing his thousand-watt smile as he tried to claim her mouth. She leaned back on instinct, trying to escape his grip, and I decided I’d seen enough.

My eyes lit up, glowing with anger, as I took over the shifter’s head. The confused expression on his face was priceless. He had zero clue what was going on. Game on, you prick. He turned crimson when I replayed his most embarrassing secret not just in his mind, but also in the minds of his drinking buddies. Apparently, he’d peed himself during a sexual encounter at Herogasm. My tongue peeked through my teeth as I chuckled to myself.

The shapeshifter put his fingers on his temples, wondering where the banging headache and the intense memories were suddenly coming from, and why his friends were laughing at him.

The young woman stepped away from the shifter and met my gaze. I could see a look of relief and recognition pass her pale face. She nodded at me and hurried to the exit.

Unfortunately for us women, male supes behaved like that a lot. They were a lot more powerful than your average Joe, and too many of them loved to show it.

“You!”

I turned my head to see the shapeshifter staring at me, red-faced, the veins in his neck about to burst with fury. “Hm?”

“You think this is funny?”, he barked, making himself taller by straightening his back.

I shrugged my shoulders. In situations like that, it was best to remain calm. “I do, yeah.” Oh, and to provoke. You couldn’t pick a fight and walk away. With supes, the only way out was through.

“You little cunt! I’m gonna fucking end you-“

I could feel the muscles bulge in my jaw. “I see you treat a woman like that again, you’re dead,” I threatened, “You understand?”

“Oh, someone’s about to be dead.” The shapeshifter started rolling up his sleeves. His nostrils were flaring along with his angry breaths.

“We got a fucking problem here?”, a gruff voice entered our little argument. His heavy footsteps echoed through the bar, silencing those around him. His wide shoulders entered my line of vision, filling my sight completely as he stepped in front of me – Soldier Boy.

Ben radiated authority, despite only wearing half his suit. He’d lost the protective gear on his head and legs, as well as his shield and his other weapons. But the angered look on his face showed he meant business.

“N-no,” the shapeshifter started to ramble, “No problem here. All good.” He gulped, his Adam’s apple dancing with worry.

Ben aimed a glove-clad finger at the shapeshifter. “I see you gettin’ outta line again-“

“I won’t. I won’t, Soldier Boy,” the shifter assured him. After some meaningless sucking up, he left, and the women in the bar could breathe again. Everyone went on about their business as though nothing had happened.

Ben claimed the stool next to me, pushing out a groan of comfort as he got settled at the bar. “Didn’t expect to see Ms. Goody-Two-Shoes in this fucking dump.”

I blinked at him with a bewildered expression. “Goody-Two-Shoes?”

“You’re called Trouble. And I’m wonderin’ why.” He shrugged his massive shoulders, side-eying me with hooded eyes. “One would think you’re more intimidating. A lot fucking worse than… this.”

“Excuse me?”

“You could’ve killed the guy.” Ben tilted his head toward the exit of the bar. “Would probably have been the better choice ‘cause scum like that tends to retaliate. If you want respect, you gotta live up to your reputation. Fuck shit up.” His face was slightly flushed, and his brick wall of a body moved more fluidly than usual, making me wonder how long he’d already been drinking. “But instead, you’re a caregiver who saves damsels in distress and makes assholes blush,” he cackled, flashing his pearly whites.

“You know what…” I paused, trying to find my defiance, but it evaporated with my next sharp exhale. My heart was yearning for some peace of mind. Just for one night. “I really don’t have it in me to bicker tonight.” I waved at the bartender to pour me another shot.

Ben raised his giant hand along with mine, signaling for the bartender to make that two. “Wow. A woman keeping quiet,” he praised sourly, “I’ll drink to that.”

“Wow. A man being sexist. How original,” I shot back. So much for peace. Ben could lure my fire back to the surface like no one else. I had to give him that.

Instead of lashing out at me, he just cocked his head and chuckled. He seemed oddly satisfied with my response. “Atta girl.”

“Ben… You can leave,” I huffed, eyeing him over my shoulder after pushing my key into the lock. “You didn’t have to walk me all the way home.”

“Are you kiddin’ me? That’s what a man does.” When I stepped into my apartment, Ben squeezed himself through the narrow doorframe and passed me in the tight hallway. It only took him a few steps to take in the entire view of my small living space. He let out a low whistle as he looked around. “This is where you live?”

“Yeah.” I shut the door and joined him in the living room. With sarcasm running through my veins, I raised my arms and feigned a smile. “Welcome to my humble home.”

“This is…” His freckle-stained nose wrinkled. “A fucking disgrace.”

“That’s one way to put it.” When his disappointed frown turned to face me, I snapped, “I’m working on it, okay?”

He nodded his head at Lily’s bedroom. “Your sister home?” The door war closed, so I had no clue how the hell he could tell it was her room.

“No.” I shook my head, reaching for the whiskey bottle on one of the bookshelves in the living room. “I wouldn’t leave her by herself.”

He scoffed and planted himself in front of the window, staring down at the colorless yard of the apartment complex. “What is she, three years old? Nobody gave a shit about my whereabouts when I was her age.”

My brows knitted. “Are we really gonna talk about how we grew up?”, I asked with a joking undertone, but I was secretly dreading that kind of conversation.

Slowly, Ben turned around on his bowed legs, palms on his hips. Under the pale lights, he looked like a gigantic replica of the little superhero action figures in Lily’s room. “Oh, we’re gonna need more booze for that,” he claimed, pointing at the liquor bottle in my grasp, batting those damn eyelashes at me.

I sized him up, wondering if it was a good idea to have fucking Soldier Boy as my guest. But I was seriously starting to doubt that he was ever going to kill me. Somehow, I doubted he even had it in him.

“Alright, fine,” I sighed out, placing the bottle on the couch table with a dull clinking sound, “Make yourself at home.”

Ben licked his lips, pleased by my invitation. He sat down on the worn couch, grinding his jaw when he sank lower than he expected to. “You need to fucking move,” he groused like a spoiled child.

I placed a glass in front of each of us, then let myself drop onto the cushion next to him. “Do you insult the homes of all the people you visit?”

“Ha. No, I, uh…,” he trailed off, looking lost in thought, and then suddenly cleared his throat. “Never mind.” He reached out his hand and wiggled his thick fingers, silently telling me to turn over the booze.

With my heart sinking in an odd way, I concluded that not a lot of people invited him to their homes and gave him the bottle. Maybe he needed the alcohol even more than I did. I waited for my turn while he poured himself a generous shot.

“You ever see the Soldier Boy story?”, Ben asked, handing me the bottle, and then proceeded to swallow his shot whole.

“Are you kidding me?”, I retorted, filling my own tumbler, “They show that movie in schools to this day. A poor child from South Philly finds out he’s got magical powers to match his heart of gold.” With an exaggerated movement, I put my right hand over my heart while my left hand lifted my shot glass to my lips.

“Yeah, well… It’s a load of bullshit,” he grumbled and spilled a fresh amber pool of liquor into his tumbler.

“You mean you don’t have a heart of gold?”, I asked, feigning shock.

The way he narrowed his eyes at me could have scared me, but it only made me smile. And I could have sworn that his mouth twitched, too.

“My father owned half the steel mills in the state,” he revealed, “I never lived in the streets, was never poor. Vought made all that shit up.”

I nodded to myself. The man that I’d admired growing up was nothing more than a false myth. A bedtime story. Instead of being a true hero, he really was the spoiled child he came off as. “Well… I can’t say that I’m surprised,” I muttered, “It seems all Vought cares about is profit.”

“They’re gonna do the same fucking thing to you,” he said, his bitter face meeting mine, “They’re probably gonna invent some kind of… sob story to raise your popularity. If our love story ain’t enough, that is. You should up your fucking game on that one.”

“Love story, huh?”

“Don’t tell me you didn’t see that one comin’,” he taunted, his lips curling into a half-grin. “To be popular, you need to either be loved or hated. Vought is starting to consider the American Sweetheart narrative for you. That’s what The Legend’s hopin’ for, anyway.”

I chewed on my lower lip, staring at nothing in particular, mind draped in floating thoughts. Maybe there was someone to support me, to root for me, after all. Maybe I could really pull it all off somehow. Become one of the greater supes. And it was fucking Soldier Boy, of all people, who was pushing me over the edge toward ambition.

“If the Soldier Boy story is nothing but a bunch of lies… Then what’s your real story?”, I inquired.

He huffed and downed yet another shot. With a hiss, he slammed the tumbler onto the couch table. “My father sent me to boarding school. Bein’ away from home was… the best damn time of my life.” His body froze like a perfect painting, emerald eyes turning glassy. It was only after he cleared his throat that he continued, “I got kicked out of boarding school ‘cause I was a fuck-up. So… Back home, it was. Father said I was a disappointment. That I didn’t deserve to carry his name.” Another pause. Another far-away look in his face. “That didn’t change when I became a fucking superhero.”

I tried catching his eye, but failed due to the pain he was trying to hide away. “How did you become a supe?”

“Went to my father’s golf buddies in the war department,” he scoffed, “Got injected with some blue substance, and voilà, Soldier Boy was born. I became the strongest fucking man alive, and… it still wasn’t good enough for my old man.” When he finally looked up, he’d blinked away the salty shimmers, but there were still golden specks of sorrow in those green orbs. “I hate to break it to you, princess, but none of us are born superheroes.”

“I know.”

He arched his eyebrows at my reply.

“My dad, he…” My chest expanded and shrunk as I recalled how my father had told me about the drug I’d been given as a baby. “He told me about Compound V. When I was eleven, I think.”

“Your old man still around?”

“No.”

“Was he good to you?”, Ben wondered casually, but the way he studied my face told me he was indeed curious.

“Yeah.” The corners of my lips bent upward as I remembered some happier moments of my childhood. “My father… He loved my powers. But he loved me more.” My eyes started to burn with tears, the air started to hurt in my lungs, and I tried to keep myself under control. “Sometimes, when my mother put me on yet another diet, he would slip me candy bars and money for proper food.”

While I spoke, Ben was just observing me. Not mocking me, not moving in any way, surprisingly just waiting.

“My mother, she…,” I went on, “Ugh, she wanted a perfect little Miss Superhero. Dragged me to all the pageants. When I think back, I can still smell the goddamn hairspray and hear the mothers yell at their daughters. I never lived up to my mom’s expectations. I was never talented enough, polite enough, or pretty enough.”

He hummed quietly to himself, and I wasn’t sure anymore if he was caught up in my story or his own.

My lips sagged as I continued, “So, I got frustrated and just… Started working against her. I got into fights, started taking drugs, shoplifted. She loved my powers. But she hated me.” My gaze dropped to my wildly fidgeting fingers, and I cracked my knuckles in an attempt to self-soothe. “She made sure I knew I was a fuck-up. She would turn in her grave if she could see that I’m the one raising Lily now.”

Ben sighed through his pursed mouth and raised his glass to me. “To fucked-up parenting.”

I bit the inside of my cheek and bumped my glass against his. “To fucked-up parenting.”

“You’re kidding, right?”

“No, we were wired to the fucking gills,” Ben chuckled, comfortably buzzed. His cheeks wore a freckled tinge of red, and he’d taken off his gloves.

“Holy shit!”, I cried out and downed the light brown liquid in my glass once more.

Though, let’s be honest, I should’ve stopped drinking quite a while ago. My mind was foggy, yet excited, and my body felt drowsy. Don’t get me wrong, I was a fun drunk. But also a reckless one. I made bad decisions if I crossed that line from tipsy to wasted. And I hadn’t just tiptoed along that line, like I’d told myself I would. I had crossed it with a powerful somersault to the deep end.

“You disappointed?”, he questioned, examining my flushed face.

“What?”, I mumbled, turning to fully face him, sitting cross-legged on the couch, the shoes missing from my feet.

He cocked his head and said, “They say never meet your fucking idols for a reason.”

“Who said you were my idol?”, I babbled, close to laughing again. Why was everything so funny when I was drunk?

Ben raised one of his eyebrows at me, his head moving backward in surprise, creating half a double chin on his upper throat.

I paused for a second and realized just how close we were sitting to each other. Even offended, he was gorgeous. On the outside, at least.

“Alright, fine. I used to have a poster of you,” I confessed through a tiny embarrassed fit of laughter. Blame it on the whiskey. It made me chatty.

“Ha! For real?”, he exclaimed, a genuine gleam of interest flashing through his eyes.

“Yeah… It was a rare one, too. Aaall my friends were jealous.” Having lost my sensitivity for personal space, I leaned forward a little too far, leaving only a few inches of alcohol breaths between us. “My green wallpaper really brought out the color of your eyes.”

His gaze fell to my mouth. It was just a tiny, soft movement, but its impact on the atmosphere was harsh like the slap of a whip. “You ever touched yourself to the thought of me?”, he questioned, then sunk his teeth into his plump lip.

“You have no shame, do you?”

“I’ll take that as a yes.” The corner of his mouth pulled up, lining his face with a drowsy half-smirk. He tilted his face so that he could look directly into my eyes. “I’ve certainly beat my meat thinkin’ ‘bout that pretty little cunt of yours.”

His raspy tone shot a hot shiver down my body. The sparks even reached the tips of my fucking toes. I dragged my tongue along my lower lip. His hungry gaze followed the pink muscle. “You have?”

Blunt fingertips met my cheekbone with the softest of touches. They skimmed along my skin with great care, latching on to some rogue strands of hair to place them behind my ear. “Ever since I had you in my fucking trailer, I can’t stop thinkin’ about you,” his captivating voice admitted, urging me to believe him.

Oh boy, charm-alert. I was a weak woman. Longing to be held, even more so when I was intoxicated. And there was a well-built, handsome man sitting on my couch, making advances at me.

When I got up, the alcohol swirled around in my system, and I stumbled a little.

“Whoa, princess, you’re fucking wasted, aren’t you?” His hands steadied me by my hips as I climbed onto his lap. Amusement overtook his face. “Maybe it’s time for a little nap.”

“You wanna come to bed with me?”, I whispered against his bearded cheek.

His gravelly, honey-coated chuckles touched my very core. Then suddenly, he hauled me up along with him, holding me up by the backs of my thighs. My legs wound around his middle as he carried me to my bedroom. I pressed my lips to his neck to stop more drunk giggles from coming out.

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#soldier boy x reader #soldier boy x you #soldier boy fanfiction #soldier boy imagine #soldier boy #soldier boy x y/n #the boys fanfiction

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rikeijo · 5 months

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Today's translation #460

Go Yuri Go!!!, Yuri!!! on ICE official fanbook, Jun'ichi Suwabe interview

Part 4.

-- Please tell us about a scene, in which you had trouble playing Victor.

S: The honest answer would be "all the scenes", but if I have to pick up some, then I will say it was the beginning of the show, episodes 1~3, I think? It was really tough for me, trying to understand the nature of Victor Nikiforov. It seemed to me that I didn't have enough information to create the character as one realistic, living human being - well, one reason was that it is an original anime. I don't usually have to worry a lot about how I should express emotions of characters I play, but as I've mentioned before, in case of Victor, I often was asked to play him in a completely different, almost opposite, way to what my image of the character was. It was me, who played the role, but I don't really feel that I did. Probably because often I was expressing [in my performance] different emotions than those of Victor that lives inside me.

-- What the directing was like during voice-over recording?

S: If I played the character going based on the context of the lines I was saying and additional information written in the screenplay, Victor would become a cool (かっこいい) character. But I think that the directors wanted Victor to be, first and foremost, not so much a "cool character", but "a genius that don't fit the standard". I think it was like a trial and error method for us to get that right. I was often asked to do multiple takes like: "It wasn't bad, but lets try something different".

-- Victor's "Vkusno!" was so cute. Was that you who came with the idea to say in that way?

S: I said it that way during a test recording and I wasn't told anything about it, so I said it in the same way during the actual recording.

[Notes: I must have stop reading this interview on the Makkachin vs. Yuuri answer before, because it really surprised me that he has said that Victor wasn't supposed to be a "cool character"...

A large part of YoI fandom in Jp were fujos absolutely obsessed with gender norms, and who is seme, who is uke blah blah... (I've ranted about this before).

Seme should be cool (かっこいい) and uke should be cute（かわいい）period... And based on that, cute Victor arts were according to them "against the canon".

It's really interesting, because before this guidebook was published uke-Yuuri fujos had a massive meltdown over the art that was drawn for it, with Yurio in the spotlight in the center and no rings.... It was then slightly redrawn (but Victor still has gloves, so "no ring"). (EDIT: sorry, it wasn't this one... I forgot which one I'm translating from 💀 The "problematic" illustration was for the Yuri!!! on Life guidebook. But the point still stands, because the timeline was like this: middle of May 2017 - fujo meltdown, middle of June - Yuri!!! on Life guidebook is published, beginning of July - this fanbook is published... So they were working on this one, as fujos went rabid over the Yurio illustration, then over Yurio exhibition and other stuff concerning the last DVD, which was released at the end of May...)

There was so much anti-fujos dog-whistling in YoI, and reading this interview I wonder if maybe this "Victor not cool, but cute" and the weird, slightly anti-Yuuri answers (the Makkachin vs. Yuuri etc.) were because of that... It would take me a lot of time to summarize for you the whole history of this behavior from Avex&co., but one day I'll do that 💀]

#yuri on ice #yoi translations #yuri on ice translation

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localplaguenurse · 9 months

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Tell us.

*cracks knuckles*

Reasons Pantalone is husband material: a thread

So in the context of prev ask, literally anyone would make for a better spouse in an arranged marriage, it’s just that I think Pantalone would be the best because I love him

Because I love him also I’m going off my interpretations of him because where are my fucking crumbs Hoyo it has been a year since his appearance-

First and foremost, he’s a rich bitch. He cannot only provide for you, but he could also spoil you absolutely rotten.

Second, we know he’s very passionate about his work and ideas, going on and on about them. A passion for your craft is a very attractive trait but then you factor in that voice and yeah, even if you don’t know wtf he’s talking about you’re absolutely getting drawn into that discussion just to hear him talk.

He has many stories to share, some he’s more willing to discuss than others, but regardless the stories he has are rarely ever dull. The only dull ones would be business meetings but the voice does the heavy lifting.

From intellectual discussions to hearing him ramble about his day at the bank, no matter how active you are in that conversation, it’s rarely ever a dull one.

He’s the friendliest of the Harbingers save for Childe. His status and his jobs as Harbinger and founder of the Northland Bank means he’s had to learn and master etiquette and manners and how to sweet talk people. Even if it is just a front to get others to trust him, a polite tone and charming smile will get you anywhere if you know when and where to use them.

Getting him to actually open up to you would be a tricky job because childhood trauma is a bitch, but once you actually get him vulnerable you will have that man in the palm of your hand.

His empathy can be a little hit or miss sometimes because again, trauma is a bitch. It’s a side effect of the cynicism he’s developed as a result of growing up in poverty and having to get his hands dirty in one way or another to survive, let alone succeed in life. Still, when it comes to his partner, he takes their troubles and traumas very seriously because he knows what it’s like to be helpless and doesn’t want them of all people to feel that way.

You cannot tell me he isn’t touch starved. In private that man can and will find any way he can to get close to you. He will obvs respect boundaries, but he just finds comfort in your touch. This one is more up to you if it’s a good or bad thing but I like physical touch so it’s good to me.

The man is meticulous. He would want everything to be perfect. He’ll pull whatever strings he can to impress you, and would pay attention to all the things you like. Is there a particular gemstone you like? He’ll make sure all the jewellery he puts on you has them and that they match your attire. You mentioned offhand that there’s a specific dish from Sumeru you haven’t had in a while? Dinner the next day is that exact dish with the most authentic recipe he can have his cooks work from.

Could literally give you any wedding you want, at least as far as cost goes. If it’s some super ridiculous and tacky themed wedding he will more than likely shoot it down, but if we’re talking venues, decor, attire, food, etc, literally do not worry about it. Just tell him what you want and he’ll have it done and paid for yesterday. Small wedding, big wedding, does not matter, he can afford it.

What I’m trying to say is that even if you were to be in an arranged and probably loveless marriage with him, you’d still get a pretty good deal because you still get an interesting and polite man who will take care of your needs. It just happens that if you do marry him for love or eventually fall in love, he will just go all in on you because now he wants to keep you, impress you, and show his appreciation to you.

Anyways seriously hoyo where the fuck is he-

This would’ve been longer but I already shared a lot of my ideas in my domestic pants headcanons, and uh... the rest of my ideas are not pg-13 and I’m not in the smut writing mood (plus I think I’d rather have that in a separate post but I’m not doing it rn)

#ask #ivy!#pantalone headcanons #pantalone #pantalone x reader

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nowis-scales · 20 days

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🔥 for whatever's been bugging you lately

🔥 For FE-related things, I think for sure one thing that’s been getting under my skin is the notion that Timerra is the least popular Engage royal because she’s “just not that interesting” and is one-note because honestly? I don’t really see it. She’s honestly probably my second favourite of them all. I think for some people, they have this misapprehension that her default state is just perky-happy all the time, which is… not that accurate, I would say.

For me, the big thing that stuck out to me about Timerra right off the bat when meeting her in game was that while she was charming and funny, she was also clearly clever and had her own sense of morality that was a bit different than what you would usually see in a leading Fire Emblem character.

The Solmic way of thinking really interests me, particularly in the way it manifests in Timerra. I think there’s a lot to be said about how the country has a sort of carefree approach, but when push comes to shove, they know how to knit themselves together to keep themselves safe. They’ll lend help to one of their own if they’re in a bind, as they’re still people and they care about the world around them… but they also know when to say when and when they need to look out for themselves. Their morality is very much about choosing when to care, and who they will care about. While Albert’s first instinct as prince of Firene was to run off to try and help other people and connect with others, Timerra and Seforia agreed that Solm’s resources would best be spent trying to deal with the problem themselves, and not worry about anyone else because… well, their hands were full already. They had to look out for their own first.

I think that says a lot about Timerra because it’s not a demonstration of a lack of kindness, but rather a dedication to her OWN people. They are her priority first and foremost. The fact that she, Seforia, and Fogado all knew about Sombron but made no indication, instead focusing on protecting themselves and being certain that they could get help from the Divine Dragon, says a lot. It speaks to the degree of thought that Timerra puts into the way she conducts her life, and how she may come across as a silly, cheery girl — but she’s actually much more clever and has a stronger sense of duty than anyone seems to give her credit for. Hell, she doesn’t even react in fear when Hortensia threatens to kill her mother.

I guess to some people that’s not terribly hypnotic, but I personally find it quite compelling that Timerra, as Solm’s princess, is able to strike that balance between being warm and caring, but also thinking with a focus most immediate to herself and her people and what they need. She’s not the type of girl who wouldn’t help a friend in need, but at the same time, she recognizes that politically it’s never that simple. She sticks to her guns, regardless of whether or not it’s comfortable — and she’s never particularly ashamed of the way she thinks, either. I think that creates a neat duality in her character, because yes she is kind and often wants to help, but won’t always do so if she thinks it will cause her and her people an undue amount of trouble. It sounds relatively minor to some I think, but we so often see characters who try to help even at the expense of themselves, so it was refreshing for Timerra to still be a nice girl and know when to say when. Granted, that doesn’t mean she would have been right to decide not to help the others with Sombron, just that she would have had her own set of priorities that weren’t as easy to sway as some others. When it benefits the people of Solm to have the allyship, that’s when she’ll go forward with it.

Even outside of this, though, Timerra is still allowed complex feelings outside of the main storyline. Her support with Fogado is really charming for this, because she makes it clear that she loves her little brother, but she also feels a bit quietly resentful of him at times because of how often his escapades left her lonely. We as players know that Fogado has dedicated so much of his life to supporting Timerra in his eventual reign as queen, but at the same time, we get to see the effect that this distance had on Timerra, too… and realistically, I think Timerra is aware of how much effort Fogado is putting in to support her as queen, but she tries to express to him that she wants her little brother around, too. There’s not an animosity there, but she still has clear and concrete feelings about it, and is open to expressing them to Fogado. It shows a tendency to not shy away from difficult conversations, and to take the opportunity to handle things as they come up.

The more I play Timerra’s supports, the more I feel like just lots of new and interesting stuff comes up, which makes it a bit tiring to me that she’s so frequently dismissed as one-note. Yeah, a lot of her character IS about being cheerful, but there’s more there than what meets the eye. I think a lot of people have trouble understanding that with FE characters it’s about actively looking for things, rather than just having them fall in your lap. The cast will always be simply too big for everyone to get a big piece of the story, so if you want to know more about a character, you tend to have to make a more conscious effort to look.

#loregoddess asks

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duhragonball · 10 months

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Dragon Ball Super manga ch.84-86

“Hey, honey, I got the crap beat out of me.”

“Well don’t just stand there! Go show the baby!”

“Oh yeah, good call. Hey, son. I got worked over pretty good.”

Currently, Goku and Vegeta are trying to stop Gas, who became nearly invincible thanks to a wish on the Dragon Balls. Their only chance is that Bardock once fought Gas before, and as Goku listens to the audio recordings on Bardock’s old scouter, he suddenly has a recollection of his infancy on Planet Vegeta, up to and including the moment when his parents shot him into space.

That scene is shown in here as well, but I think I like the above page the best, where baby Kakarot was just watching his mom putter around the house throughout the day. He didn’t see much of his family while he was in the incubation tank, but he saw some, and now he finally remembers it.

You might think the Bardock audio would be useless, since it didn’t provide any special insights into how to defeat Gas, past or present. Bardock just hung in there and kept sluggin’ away until he won. But that’s actually exactly what Goku needed to hear. As Whis tried to explain to Goku earlier, the key to mastering Ultra Instinct is not to devise some cool new transformation, or to imitate Whis’ angelic calm. Goku has to be himself so he can find his own path to Ultra Instinct mastery. Hearing his father’s voice, talking about victory and survival above all else, that reminds Goku of who he is, and who he’s always been.

And Vegeta needed to hear it too. He had been trying to use Destruction energy like Beerus, who had advised Vegeta to cast aside his guilt over the sins of the Saiyan people. Now he’s finally figured out how to do that properly. Before, he was just acting like he no longer cared about the Saiyans’ crimes. Now, he finally accepts that their crimes are not his responsibility.

So when Gas finally returns to Planet Cereal to settle things, he finds Goku and Vegeta are ready for him. This time, they fight him together, and their Ultra Instinct and Ultra Ego forms are much more focused than before.

Elec tells the Heeters that he expected something like this, and it doesn’t matter that these two power-ups gave Granolah some trouble, since Gas is stronger than Granolah. But Goku and Vegeta don’t give a fuck. Screw the odds, they just want to kick some ass.

Let me skip a bunch of this fight. I feel bad about doing that, since the action sequences are probably the best feature of Toyotaro’s art. But I’m here to talk about the plot first and foremost. Basically, Vegeta sets up a beam struggle with a big Hakai blast, and while Goku pushes it, Vegeta tries to flummox Gas at the same time. It doesn’t quite work, but Vegeta still manages to hang in there, because Ultra Ego feeds on the damage Gas dishes out. So it becomes a question of whether Gas can take down Vegeta before he surpasses Gas in power.

Gas tries to solve that dilemma by killing him all at once, but good luck one-shotting Vegeta. Of course, eventually Vegeta does fall, because Gas hits like a speeding truck, and Vegeta can only take so much punishment. But while he’s fighting Gas, it gives Goku a chance to figure out how to optimize his UI.

I should really write about this in a separate post, but it seems like Goku is just sort of inventing a new form specifically for the way he plans to use Ultra Instinct here. With the silver-haired form, he could use it well, but it only lasted so long, and he had to keep his emotions in check. Now, he’s using this other version that looks pretty close to his base form, but he can use his turbulent emotions and Ultra Instinct at the same time. And this freaks Gas out, not because of Goku’s methodology, but because the result has him looking a lot like Bardock did right before he kicked Gas’ ass forty years ago.

To be clear, Goku always looks like Bardock all the time. The resemblance isn’t what got in Gas’ head. It’s the confidence Goku found in this moment, where he’s totally in synch with who he is and what he’s trying to do.

By contrast, Gas had some pride in himself as a warrior, but all he ever does is what Elec tells him to do, in the name of some grander agenda for the Heeters, which I doubt Elec has ever deigned to explain to him. And that plan involved Gas surrendering his warrior pride to get a boost from the Dragon Balls, so his morale is shot, even if he won’t admit it.

Sure, Gas may be stronger than Goku... no, wait, maybe he’s not. As Goku fights, he seems to get just a teeny edge over Gas. It’s not much, and it won’t last long, but it’s just like Vegeta warned Granolah earlier. The rankings don’t mean much in the long run. Strongest, second strongest, it all changes with the weather.

But then Elec gives Gas another scolding/pep talk, and that reawakens Gas and he starts to fight even harder. Also his body looks messed up. Macki and Oil begin to get concerned, even as Gas seems to have Goku on the ropes.

But then Granolah shows up to make the save. So somehow, Monaito managed to heal all three of them up during the 20 minutes while Gas was away. That’s not hard to believe, except Monaito kept complaining about how he could heal people very fast, and now he seems to be improving.

Anyway, Goku agrees to keep Gas busy while Granolah charges up his full power for a single attack. You know the drill.

Goku has trouble, but fortunately, Vegeta gets a second win and helps buy more time. Then Oil and Macki try to jump in but Monaito stops them... with the power of hypnotism! Well, whatever works.

But it still isn’t quite enough, so then Goku activates his Stand, or whatever that giant Goku thoughtform is supposed to be. It’s the same thing he used against Moro, so I guess it makes sense. Anyway, he grabs Gas and chucks him into the sky so Granolah can get a clear shot, and Oatmeel helps him aim, since his eyes are still hurt from before. The power of teamwork!

Granolah fires, and it looks like one of those classic anime blasts where the bad guy disintegrates into nothing, but instead Gas falls back to the ground, and Granolah explains that he didn’t kill him, because he’s decided to forsake revenge. Then he apologizes to Goku and Vegeta for the trouble he’s caused them, and it looks like that just about wraps things up....

... or does it?

#dragon ball #dragon ball super #2023dbapocryphaliveblog #goku #vegeta #granolah #bardock #gine #monaito #gas #oil #macki #elec

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pikahlua · 11 months

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The Todoroki family subplot is so heartbreaking honestly. My heart aches for every one of them. Touya just wanted to be loved 😞

Also… I hope Iida will walk again eventually because that looked incredibly brutal on his legs.

Lately I've had trouble holding my tongue on how I interpret what's going on with the Todoroki family. For me, there's a lot about the Todoroki family story that hits way too close to home. But it just comes across as even funnier when people talk about how unrealistic it is when compared with abuse in real life--because they're usually referring to Endeavor's change. Endeavor's part is actually the best written (or more true to life) if you ask me. The part that rings hollow based on my experiences is the idea that the entire family all at once comes to the same realization about their faults and needing to be better. Very rarely do other people see themselves as part of the problem (the dysfunctional family, if you will), so they pin all the blame on one person.

Anyways, that's neither here nor there in the end. Any extrapolation to the real world we as readers make about the Todoroki family is just that--an extrapolation. We can try to find the morals or reflections of reality in these stories, but ultimately those are things we put into the story, not the artist himself. Even when the artist tries really really hard to make us make those extrapolations, they're still our own extrapolations.

What we really have, literally speaking, is a story about characters in their own world. It has a narrative arc and setting and character development all neatly contained within their society. The story is about a major societal paradigm shift, something that rarely happens in the real world. It was always going to be some sort of wish fulfillment story. Touya's actions from start to finish betray his emotions with respect to his family. I called it "love" in previous posts, but to be clear I don't mean the happy ending saccharine kind of love that diminishes the word. I mean that Touya cares. He can't divorce himself from his feelings about his family. He can't ignore his own investment in the family's trajectory. He's a hurt little boy who grew up and never healed the hurt. You're right: he just wanted to be loved. And now, his family has come to save him (unlike, for contrast, the majority of Tenko's family).

MHA is first and foremost a story about heroes, and true heroes save people--no matter who those people are. No matter what those people have done in the past. If someone needs saving, then a hero must save them. That's the story we've always been reading.

And I'm sure Iida will be fine. He's done way worse to his engines before lol.

#anon ask #ask pika #my hero academia manga spoilers #final showdown spoilers #dabi #endeavor #meta

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multifandomimagin3s · 11 months

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Scottish! Reader - 141, Los Vaqueros + Konig

Requested by @nylas-teashop

AN: Saw this request and got really excited, I have quite a broad accent myself so, self-insert? Mayhaps.

Johnny "Soap" MacTavish

First and foremost - a massive smile breaks out on this guy's face when he finds out that you're Scottish, too.

Like genuinely, the first time he hears you speak, he's like >:D

Like his brain genuinely goes "aw yessss"

Mans probably gets a bit frustrated when he has to repeat what he says multiple times for other people - at least now that you're here he won't have to.

Since Neil Ellice is from the North of Scotland, I reckon Soap would be from around that area - although his accent does kind of give me Edinburgh vibes.

So if your accent is much broader and thicker than his, he's delighted and just loves listening to you talk.

Is also interested in hearing your local slang - since dialects vary in Scotland depending on where you're from, he's curious to hear if yours' is that much different to his own.

Definitely speaks Broad Scots more with you, and takes great delight when other people haven’t got a clue what you’re saying to each other.

It’s like a secret language for you two.

He definitely takes delight in Ghost's annoyed reaction when you're both talking, whether it be in person or over comms.

"Speak English, you two."

Soap probably asked you the number one question that every Scottish person gets asked at least once in their life -- "Do you support Rangers or Celtic?"

Probably wouldn't be arsed if you supported a different team from him, or didn't support any at all - but he'll still playfully wind you up about it on the regular.

If you happened to speak Gaelic, he'd try and get you to teach him a bit.

I can see him walking up with a big Saltire flag whenever there’s a match on between Scotland and England / anywhere else - encouraging you to take one corner and he takes the other, parading about the base.

Price has given you both in trouble for it more than a few times but after a while he kind of just gave up and elects to ignore it.

He did give Johnny a gutting out for blasting 'Flower of Scotland' at the early hours of the morning though.

Simon "Ghost" Riley

"Fuckin' 'ell, there's two of 'em."

Mans gets so annoyed when you and Johnny speak Scots - he doesn't know what any of the words you guys are using mean, so he's just >:(

“Speak English, for fuck sake…”

Secretly though, he actually likes your accent.

He'll never admit it though.

He's been around Johnny for long enough to get the gist of what he's saying, even though he pretends he doesn’t know what you’re saying just to wind you up.

Sometimes though, he genuinely has no idea what you're saying.

Like that time when the Team were setting up a make-shift base camp in an abandoned building that had definitely seen better days:

Y/N: Fuckin' hell, it's a bit foostie* in here.

Ghost: ...

Generally in those moments would either wait for either you or Soap to 'translate' or would just ignore it.

If you have a dry sense of humour, he’ll chuckle lightly under his mask - he’d never admit to it though.

[About Graves] Y/N: That cunt is wired to a Mars bar.*

Soap: *wheezing*

Ghost: *holding back a chuckle* Focus on the mission, (Y/L/N).

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

I think he’d get the gist of what you’re saying but only if you’re speaking slowly.

He’s been hanging around with Soap long enough to pick up what most of the slang he says means, but when you and Soap get together and speak more broadly, he doesn’t always 100% know what you’re talking about.

Would probably wind you up a lot once he gets comfortable with you - and definitely imitates your accent a lot.

He’d get used to your accent after a while and would also act as a translator if Soap isn’t there to do so.

Captain John Price

Honestly he probably would understand the majority of what you were saying - he’s been around a lot of different people during his time in the military so he gets the gist.

Sometimes though, he genuinely hasn’t the foggiest.

(Y/N): It’s awfa dreich the day, isn’t it, Sir?

Price: … it’s what??

Queue his confused expression when he finds out you were talking about the weather…

I think he’d learn quickly though - wouldn’t try and use the slang or anything, he knows he would probably butcher it.

Soap would have to translate sometimes for him, especially over comms - it would be like this part from Hot Fuzz

Generally would elect to ignore most of you and Soap's antics - watching you two bounce off each other like ping-pong balls all day would give him a migraine, so unless you break anything or make arses of yourselves, he'll let you off with it.

Tried Scottish Tablet for the first time after you made it - and had to lecture Soap who tried to eat the boiling sugary mixture out of the pot with a spoon...

Also was pleasantly surprised when you brought him some Scottish Whisky that he'd mentioned that he wanted to try.

Congratulations, you're now his favourite.

Alejandro Vargas

Oh, he loves it - has no clue what you're saying half the time but he's just happy listening to you and Soap talking away to each other.

I can see him imitating you a lot - half of the time it's to wind you up, but he genuinely thinks some Scots words are hilarious and loves to throw them into a sentence.

Even if the way he's using them sometimes just doesn't sound quite right.

Definitely gets confused when slang gets introduced into the mix.

Alejandro: So 'how' means 'why'? And 'ken' means you know something? Mi Amor, this is confusing...

If you have a strong personality and or a temper - he's smitten.

I think he likes fire in a partner *cough cough Valeria cough* so if you and Soap are tearing up the battlefield practically roaring through comms, he's definitely going to be asking you out once the mission's over.

Rudy Parra

Like Alejandro, he has no clue what you're saying more than half the time.

He's too polite to tell you outright though, so I can see him just doing the little awkward smile.

He'd learn quickly though, so while it might take him a bit to fully understand, he'll get the gist.

Konig

Poor guy has no clue what's going on.

He understands what Soap's saying about 70% of the time, and that's just from being around him long enough to pick up on his dialect.

But to hear a new accent with new slang on top of it, he's back to square one again.

If you're Glaswegian or from areas of Scotland where people tend to speak quite fast, he's just going to blink at you in confusion when you speak, trying to figure out what you said.

You'd probably have to teach him a fair bit of local slang and some Scots otherwise he'd literally never know what you were on about.

Learns quickly though.

Added a wee glossary for the Scots / slang used above ~

Foostie* - Decayed, dusty. Wired to a Mars bar* - I don’t know if this is said in other areas but where I’m from it basically means that someone is either an idiot or is insane, like they’re wired to a Mars bar (chocolate bar) instead of a battery. TLDR; They’re a headcase.

#simon riley #soap mactavish #captain john price #kyle gaz garrick #alejandro vargas #rudy parra #konig #call of duty #multifandomimagin3s

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wegottagetouttahere · 19 days

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Important question: how do you think AMSND would change if Puck had a knife

Tangent before I actually answer: I have a switchblade comb and I’m dying to work it into a scene somewhere, I think that’d be hilarious…

Real answer: I think that Puck might slip it to Lysander when first charming him, half because “these two are lost in the drive-in woods, this will help” and half because “this will definitely make things more interesting”. Later when the four lovers are fighting, the stakes are upped dramatically and the knife keeps switching hands. I think that’d be some really funny physical comedy.

The way I’m choosing to play Puck, he has no qualms about violence. If it makes Oberon laugh, sure he’ll hurt someone. The reason he’s reined it in a bit is because Oberon has specifically ordered him to harm no one. He isn’t eager to hurt people per se, but fear is a tool that he is more than willing to use (“I am feared in field and town” etcetera)

Basically, if it’ll make someone laugh (preferably Oberon, but anyone else is acceptable too), there is no line Puck won’t cross. It has gotten him in trouble often.

Second tangent: This is somewhat off-topic, but I do like it when productions of Midsummer Night’s Dream lean into a horror/thriller vibe, because while it is first and foremost a comedy, there’s a lot that is very unsettling, especially when played deliberately. Also it satisfies my middle school edgy-grimdark-coolguy-YA fantasy novel desires. It would be lots of fun to do a version where the fairies are creepy as hell.

#blue’s thoughts :)#asks #Soph tag #a midsummer night's dream #robin goodfellow

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my kitten went missing since yesterday and I am feeling really sad right now. I can't stop thinking about him and worried if he is ok or not. I just want to have him back in my arms so I could kiss and hug him.

Just to calm myself down, I want to imagine Riddle having a little black kitten that he found around NRC. It was a stray, a little baby that is not even a week old. Riddle couldn't find its' mother, so he assumed either the mother cat leave her child, or something happen to the mother cat. So Riddle hurriedly bring the weak kitten back to his dorm when he didn't know what else to do.

He then tried to raise and help the kitten himself. But since he doesn't really know how to help a kitten nor raise them, there's some trouble on the way. But after some trials, research, and lots of questions about kittens to Silver and Trein-sensei (without him actually tell them why), he finally manage to help the kitten back to health.

Times goes by and the kitten grow bigger. The kitten is a really active and mischievous little fellow. It loves to play around and make a mess in Riddle's room, but he never (or can't) get angry at it. He at first want to just let it go, but the kitten always ran back to him and purring and show it's huge eyes towards Riddle. So now he continue to hid the kitten in his room without any of his dorm members notice.

One day, when he was to leave for class, without his knowing, the kitten ran pass his legs just before he lock his door room. When Riddle got back he was panicking when he found out his little kitten is missing. He make a wreck on his room, trying to find his kitten. This ruckus is what lead the other HB students to his room and then find out about his pet.

They all then panicking trying to find the kitten. It has been hours, and Riddle is worried for his kitten safety. Since the kitten is so small and have black fur, it is hard for everyone to find it.

The next day they still can't find it and Riddle is more quite than ever. Not even Strawberry tart and cute hedgehogs can lift his spirit. No one in the dorm know what to do. But then during lunch break Silver or someone come to the cafeteria carrying the black kitten, who is now meowing in its high pitched noise. Riddle, hearing it's cry, look at the cafetaria door and power walk to the person that carrying his kitten, while crying his eyes out calling the kitten's name.

What I want to say, Riddle really love the kitten and he for sure love to complaints about everyone to his kitten, while the kitten just pawed him on the face and kiss his cheek with its' nose.

...

I really miss my kitten 😭💔

Oh I'm so sorry for your kitty dissappearing. Hope the lil bby returns home safely. :'(

But also think positively! Sure the kitty will come back! As long as you believe in it, the chances are always higher! :D

I usually have cats around the block and there is a particular black one that keeps trying to break in my apartment weekly (they managed a few times) As such, I do know that cats usually get homesick after a good chunk of time. If they are attached to someone/something, they will come back.

Now... I'm gonna apply this to the idea you told me rn. Hope it takes your mind off for a bit and makes you feel a bit better :3

At first, Riddle most likely was in a pickle since this was a living being first and foremost. And he didn't know if the kitty had any allergies or disorders or anything that would compromise a normal cat's treatment.

In truth, he's just overthinking this. :'3

First days are hard and Riddle has no idea what to do. He does start to doubt himself since if he cannot even take care of a kitten, how was he supposed to treat people as a doctor? He starts to doubt that his mother was right about him having to become a doctor if he's this incapable of tending to a living being with much simpler needs.

But once he does keep a pace and gets used to it, it becomes more evident that it's more of a routine change he had to get used to. The kitten too had to get used to this as it was new and probably even scarier than for Riddle.

Definitely, Riddle does some research to have the recovery as quick and as efficient as possible. But he also tries to raise the kitten to the best of his abilities. He doesn't expect it to listen to him since start, because this was a cat. A cat cannot possibly understand human language since start. It was a young cat who was yet to gain a better understanding of it's sorroundings. So Riddle makes sure to have the kitten secured, usually on a side of his bed in a makeshift nest out of pillows and blankets to prevent it from falling off.

By time, the kitten gets used to it. It meows when it knows Riddle would come back. If by chance, the redhead runs late(maybe he nags someone or got an encounter with Floyd), the kitten would scratch at the door and meow, so Riddle alway finds it by his leg when he opens the door.

Riddle does get attached to the little bby, but he also knew that he had to give it away, to someone who could actually take care of the kitty. His mother could never approve of a pet, let alone a cat that makes a mess everywhere. So that thought does make him sad, but it was for the better. Doesn't help that the kitty returns to him whenever he tries to let it go outside and get over it.

So the attachment is there. :'3

One day, the kitty escapes, trying to follow after Riddle to classes, but it gets scared by the other students and thus gets lost through the school. Of course, Riddle didn't realise this until he came back and the panic was very real.

Meanwhile, the kitty was trying to return to the dorm, to it's 'home'. Being a kitty, even with students who spoke cat like Ruggie or Azul, they could bearly make out that the kitten wanted home. It was a young cat still and their meows weren't as good and precise as Lucius's.

The kitty happens to be passed from student to student, to the point they had to give it over to the next one since it would scratch, bite and refuse to eat food given by them.

In the end, it ends up at Silver. Silver did have a bit of a hard time too, which was surprisingly, but this is also what makes him to determine that the kitty had an attachment to someone and most likely is looking for its owner.

Meanwhile Riddle goes through a whole lot of mess. The students who did see the cat tried to give imput, but it fell flat since the kitty was passed so many times in between them that it was hard to even say who had it last. The other Heartslabyul students also try to help, but again, the trail of passing around was way too big and complicated to even determine who had it last.

Riddle was at his desperation when Silver finally finds him. He heard from Kalim how the redhead would look for a kitten. A black kitten, who happens to fit the description of the one Silver found and tried to take care of. He realised the little cat had an owner that was attached to.

It does become a heartfelt reunion. Especially since the kitten immediately dug it's little claws in Riddle's clothes, not wanting to let go. For the rest of the day, Riddle takes the kitty to all his classes and is absolutely in a great mood.

By the end, finally the redhead decides to properly keep it. He would come with an elaborate excuse to his mother, but for now, firstly he had the kitty wear a ribbon bow with a tag, in case it got lost again. :3

#twisted wonderland #asks :3

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