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engineeredfiction · 3 years

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A Stranger In the Galaxy Ch. 1

I took a bit longer on this because I was still trying to make up my mind if this should be a reader insert or an OC. Womp womp.

Rating is Teen for prologue and chapter 1 of part 1, which is also out! It will definitely change if you know what I mean. (nudge nudge wink wink)

Word count: 1.2k (it's a short one, chapter 2 is a chonker though)

Warnings: I didn’t edit this. Soz.

This AU is a crossover of Star Wars, Dune, and my own imagination. If you know/read the Dune series you’ll see similarities between the Sisterhood in this story and the one in Dune. Some are the same and even more modified. I can do what I want, it’s my world building.

Prologue

Part 1: The Way To Mandalore

Chapter 1: Dangerous Quarry

Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.

Mando drummed his fingers on his thigh plate. Greef Karga told him to come in at this time and the man hasn’t shown up.

Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.

He closed his eyes behind his helmet and his mind drifted elsewhere. He has no ship, no Grogu, and the tension between him and Bo-Katan Kryze was dangerously high. His thumb involuntarily ran across the hilt of the Darksaber. The weight of responsibility and history made the weapon heavier than what it actually weighed. If he had known about about it before capturing Moff Gideon, we would have grabbed Bo-Katan-

“Mando!” Greef’s voice pulled him back to the present. “I am sorry to keep you waiting. Clients keep me on my toes-”

“What’s the job?” Mando bluntly asked.

“Down to business as always,” Greef grinned. To his side he grabbed a glass and the bottle of spotchka. “I would offer you some, but I already know the answer.” He threw back his glass and exhaled loudly. “How’s the loaner working for you? Is she in good shape for another hunt?”

Mando thought about the beat up light gunship, Gida. It was older than he was, probably older than Greef. Yet, it ran better than the Razor Crest, most of the time. “She’s good. How many quarries do you have for me?”

Greef stopped mid pour of this second glass of spotchka. He hesitated, “One.”

“Is the work that slow?” Mando drawed out. He wanted his own ship and it seemed he would not get it any time soon.

Greef sipped his glass this time. “No, business has been steady. This bounty is the price of many.”

Mando didn’t respond.

“The quarry...doesn’t have one client. There are two who are asking for her. A New Republic science officer Lieutenant Kell Finnall, currently on Coruscant, he is offering four hundred thousand credits.” Mando’s entire body froze stiff. Greef could see that the air was sucked out of Mando’s lungs. “Tauris Security out on Lantillies, you’ve heard of them? They’re looking for the same person. They’re offering four hundred fifty thousand credits. Their first offer was considerably lower, I told them they had some competition. Well, they made a call a few minutes ago and raised it.”

“Why so high?” Mando breathed again. He was hesitant to know why, the last time he took on a high bounty he gained a son and became an enemy of the Empire.

“They didn’t give me the details. Uh, they both want the quarry unharmed and alive. No carbonite. The Republic officer did mention she could use deadly force, I’m sure nothing you can’t handle. But Tauris Security insisted she was extremely dangerous and had killed two of their guards.” Greef waited for a response that would never come. He pulled the puck out of his pocket as if it were delicate. “Apparently never had a chain code before...before coming across Finnall.” He pushed the puck towards Mando. “Now to decide where the quarry should go. New Republic or this company.”

“Never heard of Tauris Security. You have anything on them?”

“Not much. Just provide security details in the mid and outer rim. It’s legit.”

Mando cracked his knuckles and proposed his idea, “The bounty combined with the warning is interesting. She is either extremely dangerous or valuable.”

“Or both,” Greef interjected. He poured a third glass of spotchka. “I insist you take this quarry. I don’t trust anyone else. And the credits! For you! For me! You would be set for life and then some, a new ship, perhaps a home on Naboo? Now the choice, New Republic or Tauris? I’ll leave that up to you. Visit each of them first before you make your choice.”

Mando bit his tongue softly. His instincts told him to be cautious, but it didn’t give him fear. If this quarry is as dangerous as people are saying and I die, what of it? His mouth dried up and his stomach churned, but it excited him. The thrill and allure of danger and possible death gave him energy, life.

“I’ll take it, “ Mando stretched out his hand for the puck.

Greef slowly handed it over to him. “I would wish you good luck, but I know you don’t need it. Remember, keep her alive and safe-”

“-and no carbonite,” Mando repeated the requirement from earlier. He started to leave but Greef’s parting words stopped him.

“And Mando, come back and-” Greef stopped himself from mentioning The Kid, “we’ll have a drink to celebrate your success.”

The streets of Nevarro City were just as pleasant the last time he was here, with Grogu. Mando strode through the city, his destination was a shop that sold the supplies he needed. That little green womp rat and his ears. Mando knew he did the right thing, but the right thing felt so lonely and heavy. These were feelings he had not experienced in a long time and this deeply. If Grogu was the price of Beskar, what could this quarry be at four hundred thousand credits, four hundred fifty thousand credits.

Is she a Jedi? Like the one that took Grogu? I might not have a chance.

“Sir? Sir?” the shopkeeper shouted to grab Mando’s attention, he pointed to the stack of rations. ‘Are you ready?”

Mando looked down at the rations he held close to him. He was puzzled as to how he got to the store, picked up what he needed, and stood in line without remembering any of it. “Yes, sorry.” Mando placed the rations in the sack the shopkeeper offered up and pulled out his credit bag.

The lava flats weren’t too far off from where he landed Gida. The outside of the light gunner ship looked decent, if a bit old. Everything was attached properly and there were no signs of laser blasts. An aging Twi’lek, a friend of Greef’s, loaned him Gida.

“She’s seen her time,” the Twi’lek said as he patted the hull when Mando first saw the ship. “She might have a few bumps coming out of hyperspace, but nothing serious.”

I’ll keep that in mind.

Mando felt his shoulders slump as his chest seemed to increase in weight. The Darksaber felt alive and throbbing at his hip. He pushed a code on his vambraces and Gida’s side door opened. The wind was blowing, he knew that without having the tactical display on, the bits of dried dirt and pumicite swirled along the ground. An instant spark of curiosity sprung in him. He placed the bag of goods by the entrance of the ship, his helmet followed. Mando took a deep breath, the air smelled acrid. The breeze whipped around his head, soft like something he couldn’t remember the name of. All the time he has spent on Nevarro, he never saw the lava flats with his own eyes. The lava was bright orange, the cooler parts jet black. It was an ugly boring sight to behind. Dust, dull mountains, browns, blacks, and orange from the lava, but they seemed richer in colour without the helmet. He inhaled again, savouring the pungent smells, smells he never experienced before. His eyes poured over the landscape the last time before he hopped into the ship.

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overwatchworks · 4 years

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Ooo I have a McGenji prompt! ((It sounds kinda dumb though)) Maybe some sort of apocalypse-wasteland like Au where Genji and McCree both got separated for years. But, the way the reunite is through some sort of brutal injury Genji receives when scavenging by himself. ((Oh god I am legit cringe, I’m so sorry-))

Okay, I have a few things to say about this first:

1.) Nonnie, you are enjoying a harmless, if a bit more rare, AU for a pairing you like. Do not talk yourself down for liking it. Don’t call your little joys or things that make you excited dumb, because if they make you happy, then that’s all that matters. It’s not cringy to enjoy things, and it’s not cringy to be excited about an idea. Don’t let yourself be the person that talks down on your own interests, rather, be the one to encourage yourself to enjoy them to their fullest! So what if no one else really talks about it or you’ve never seen it before? Enjoy it anyways! Offer the idea anyways—there is no harm in it whatsoever! And you’re not cringy for enjoying it!

2.) When I first saw this prompt, I in no way, shape, or form thought it was cringe. I was simply intrigued by an idea I have never seen before for a McGen AU. I wasn’t sure how I was going to make it happen, or how I would make it work, but when I sat down to actually write it, I had a blast. Your idea is fun and creative and I had a really good time figuring out what to make from it! You absolutely do not need to apologize. Which leads me to my last point.

3.) This is a no judgement zone. You shoot me an idea, I will do my best to make it happen. You have nothing to be ashamed of and nothing to be afraid of. The worst anyone can tell you for this is “no thanks”. And I’m telling you now, this was fun. This was great, and I’m glad you asked for it.

Now, with that out of the way; Nonnie, here is your Apocalypse-Wasteland AU McGenji!

Genji knew he should not have gone in to that airship carrier alone. Knew he should have brought some of his crew with him for back up in case something went wrong. Hana had said she would come with him in the morning. Said she needed parts for her mech and that Jamison would be with her as well.

But Genji had not wanted to wait.

There would be too many scavengers like them looking in such a prize overnight. All the good metals and wiring and fuel cells would be gone by morning. Precious materials he needed to keep his systems functioning and the joints of most of his limbs still working. So Genji had gone in alone, even when he knew he should not have, when he knew there was so much that could go wrong.

And of course, of course, it all went wrong.

The wires he had been using as a rope to climb to a communications room of some sort were frayed. They had snapped when he was half way up, suspended forty feet in the air. Vertigo, and then static when he hit the ground. Fell through some of the debris and down even further into the wreckage. Somewhere he would not be found, even by luck, buried too deep for any of his comm signals to work.

He could feel the parts of him that were broken. The synthetic parts. Wiring exposed and sparking at the ends, lighting up his nerves with fire that had only subsided slightly with time. Half of his vision was gone, sensors pinging in the peripheral of what he had left in bright red warning.

System failure.

Ruptures in his prosthetics.

Something puncturing his chest.

He couldn’t move his legs, they were trapped beneath something. The dull thudding of his heart—one of the few human accessories he had left—was a constant throbbing in his ears, high-pitched ringing beneath that.

Genji was dying.

Could feel the mix of biofluids and blood dribbling out of him slowly. Everything that was supposed to keep him working and healthy failing him. He had been too reckless—this carrier was huge, there would have been plenty left over for them in the morning. He should have just waited, he should have judged the wiring better, he had done this his whole life, was built to be the best at it.

And yet here he was. Bitterly, there was a thought that at least if someone did eventually find him, he would be quite the treasure to scavenge. Long after he had died and the human parts of him rotted away, of course.

Genji was dying, and all he could do was wait.

He had almost drifted to the point of no return. Had almost let go and not been able to come back. There was the sounds of scraping and clattering, someone grunting. Underwater. Muted to his ears, like he was underwater.

Genji blinked slowly, eyes barely able to open. A flash of red greeted him, glowing hellish in the darkness. Heavy breathing. From him or whatever it was in front of him, Genji could not tell.

And then he was being lifted from the rubble, body dangling limply from the strong grip he was held in. A familiar voice swam to him through the darkness.

“Hang on, Genji. Just hang on.”

Laughter. Something sweet and innocent. Childish. Because they were children. Children running through a scavenger’s yard, a workshop of sorts.

There were creatures made of metal and what they had thought was a little bit of magic; sentient, in a sense, but simply run by mechanics. By cybernetics. A tinker’s shop.

Genji was hiding behind a piece of sheet metal leaning against a pile of scraps, hand pressed to his mouth to quiet his giggles. Someone grabbed him from behind, and he squealed in delight as Jesse lifted him off his feet.

“Caught you!”

“That’s not fair, you grew up here so you know all the good hiding spots!”

“Even when we play at your place I still win,” Jesse shot back playfully, Genji sticking out his tongue.

“You do not always win.”

“Do too! You’re too easy to find! I’ll always find you.”

Genji smiled, and so did Jesse. And they were happy, in a time where it was okay to be happy and carefree. In a world where it was still safe to be children.

Genji woke to quiet whirring. His sensors were offline, he could not feel the right side of his body from the neck down. His cybernetics were not connecting to his conscious nervous system.

Manual override: system shutdown, they blinked at him in green beneath his eyelids.

Alarm shot through him, fear a tangible thing in his mouth, sharp and tangy like iron. Something began to beep, Genji turning his head to look around frantically, snapping awake. Both his eyes worked, and clearly his auditory sensors were back online as well. At least there was that.

“Woah, woah there. You’re okay. I didn’t scavenge you or anythin’. You were pretty beat up as it was, not much worth takin’.”

The accent was odd. Not quite because it was out of place, but because it was so familiar. Like traces of a dream still clinging after waking up. The source of the voice was a man wrapped up in a metal chestplate and a gauntlet on one arm, a tattered cloak of some sort hanging from his shoulders. He had a hat, too, and a cigar. Something old school.

One of his eyes was glowing red, brighter than the lit end of that which was hanging from his lips. Heavy boots, metal around his waist, chains hooked to his belts. He stepped closer, into the light, hand raising to tip his hat back from his eyes. On closer inspection, Genji saw that it was a prosthetic, not a gauntlet.

And those eyes were strikingly familiar. That face was one he could never forget.

Old memories that Genji had thought were lost came back to him. Laughter. Something sweet and innocent. Childish. Jesse grinning underneath the blazing sun, both of them sweating. Jesse playing in the dirt, drawing a poor rendition of Genji’s face in it. Jesse chasing one of the cybernetic dogs after it took off with part of their lunch, Genji laughing until the dog came back and stole more of his.

Jesse, Jesse, Jesse.

“Sorry, had to shut you down to fix you up. It would have killed you otherwise, trying to keep all of you functioning at once and keeping up with pinging your sensors. Would’a been in agony. I kept your most important systems up and runnin’, but gave the rest of you a break,” he continued lightly, walking over and unplugging some of the wiring that had been hooked up to Genji’s body.

All he could do was stare wide eyed as Jesse reached down and connected the rest of Genji’s ports, clasping his prosthetics back on for him. Each one shocked back to life, Genji feeling the nerves burn for a moment before they connected and resynchronized with the rest of him. He flexed his toes, stretched his legs and shook out his arm. It was muscle memory more than him actually being aware of doing it.

“Now, I’m trustin’ you not to immediately jump me here. I saved your life, you spare mine, yeah?”

“Jesse,” Genji finally breathed. Jesse blinked, brows raising slightly.

“Oh. So you do remember...”

“Of course I remember.”

“They said you would lose all your early memories with the modifications and whatnot. Figured that’d mean me too, especially after I had to leave. You had no chance to relearn who I was.”

Genji took him in, simply stared and recalled as much as he could about them. Childhood friends. His best friend. All the mischief they would get into. Jesse building things in the night and showing Genji how to bring them to life. Their first scavenge together, gathering materials to make some of the very first models of what eventually became Genji’s modifications.

Jesse leaving before they were finished.

“I...Know who you are. I remember. There are gaps and places that are static,” Genji grimaced, fingertips brushing against his temple. Sometimes remembering was hard. Certain things were hard to recall, others impossible. But sometimes it wasn’t.

“But I know one thing for certain; you’re my Jesse.”

Jesse’s face softened, a smile gracing his lips. It was not as big or as carefree as it once was, weighed down by the harsh reality of their world. But it was familiar. Something Genji could never forget.

“It’s good to see you again, Genji. It’s real good to see you.”

Genji smiled back, something warm in him that was definitely human making him feel light in a way he had not been since the world had broken more than it already was.

“It is good to see you too, Jesse. Perhaps we can take some time to catch up while my systems reset.”

Jesse sat with a grunt, taking off his hat, running a hand through his hair. Genji watched the movements, eyes scrunching slightly with his grin.

“I’d like that,” Jesse nodded.

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nahimjustfeelingit-writes · 4 years

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Imagine:

Readers long time crush, Erik Stevens, knocks on her door dressed as a pizza delivery stripper and he doesn’t realize he has the wrong address until it’s too late.

I’m telling y’all now this is funny 🤣🤣 I couldn’t stop smiling and laughing while writing this. Erik is Hoe Erik okurrr.

She popped her ass in her kitchen to the Jersey Club Mix playlist she had on loop all day. It was her off day too. Y/N decided to make a batch of chocolate chip cookies for her gifted cookie jar she received for her birthday. It had the words “Scorpio’s Winning” on it. A particular beat had her twirling her spatula in the air, throwing her ass in a circle with her tongue sticking out.

“Aye!!! This my shit! I miss my Jersey fam.”

Chuckling, Y/N adds the chocolate chunks. She was a traveling Chef who was born and raised in Jersey but moved to Annapolis, MD for her college education. Currently, she was living in Boston with a cozy bakery. She had dreams of opening Bakeries across the east coast.

Dreams her long time crush that she met way back in Annapolis, MD told her to pursue. The thought of him still made her shiver. He was so young at the time, around twenty one. She would always see him in her neighborhood running in the early mornings with his Navy sweatshirt on and matching sweat pants. From there it extended to them hanging out for drinks and getting to know eachother. He would talk about his early life in Oakland, CA, his accent swooning her. Flirtatious, full of life, an ego big enough to make everyone in a room feel small, and lets not for get all around fine as HELL.

She missed him a lot, and honestly, he was one of the reasons why she even moved to Boston. He always talked about becoming an Engineer once he furthered his career in the Navy turned Military man. He was so mature for his age, most of the young niggas chasing after her still acted like they were eighteen. Nah, Erik had an old soul. Women older than him couldn’t believe he was only twenty one.

“Erik Stevens,” she blushed while molding her cookies on a tray lined with parchment paper. Her belly growled, a tiny frown of frustration on her face. She didn’t cook a damn thing and cookies would not be the meal of the night today. There were a few cups of spicy noodles in her cabinet she could hook up a ramen dish with veggies and egg. Once the cookies were in the oven, Y/N washes her hands, heading to take a quick shower. Once there, she stripped out of her t-shirt, the only thing on anyway.

The shower water spilled over her back and hair, her eyes closed and a satisfied sigh escaping her mouth. Tonight’s agenda: eat a bowl of vanilla ice cream with some cookies, sit on the couch with a glass of wine and read her fan fiction favorites. Smut was a number one but she started up with some Angst and now she was even more hooked on that. She could read a nice scary one tonight. Fully clean and skin smooth from the oil she applied in the shower, Y/N leaves the bathroom completely naked, walking out to check her cookies.

They were just about finished, having her entire place smelling like a bakery in the early morning. She rubs her hands together, squealing like the fat girl she was. Y/N’s motto was: love what you have and fuck whatever others thought. She’s tall and thick. 5’10 with a lot of curves to match. A Stallion. Pulling out her good wine glass, Y/N pours a generous glass of white wine, taking a small sip with a soothing hum.

“I’m about to have a good ass night,” she talks to herself. In the middle of shaking her hips within her toasty kitchen, a knock comes to her door. She raises a single brow, smacking her lips from her wine.

“Not tonight, fuck that,” she rolls her eyes, walking out of her kitchen and to her bedroom, the knocks came again but harder. She walked to the door, staring through the peep hole at a man’s back with a pizza box in hand. Scrunching her face with confusion, Y/N talks loud enough for the pizza guy to hear.

“I didn’t order any pizza, sir,” she says politely.

“You sure? Address said apartment 3B.”

His voice. Why did it sound so familiar?

“Well, apartment 3A didn’t order anything. But since you’re so persistent you can leave the box and I’ll take it for free.” She laughs loudly, causing the man on the other side of the door to laugh. He sounded good and she didn’t even see his face. Y/N was looking through that hole again, trying to catch this man but his back was still turned. Was he hiding?

“Is this some kind of joke?” She spoke with an attitude.

“Why don’t you open the door and see,” he challenged.

“Now why would I be dumb enough to do that?”

“This pizza hot and ready like little Caesar’s open the door, Baby girl.”

Just like a trap, she see’s a box of pizza open and sizzling, two toned and veiny arms with fingers perfectly manicured and thick stretching out while holding open the pizza to her. Her mouth watered.

“Damn, that does look good.” It was a legit box of pizza and he looked official with the uniform and all.

“Mhm, had to hold back from stealing a piece myself,” he started making sounds of satisfaction, drawing her in each time his deep yet raspy voice let out a mmm and a so good.

“Fuck it.” She was ready to open the door, unlocking it but before she could unhook the chain she stopped quickly, forgetting about her nudity.

“You good?” He chuckles.

“You out here about to have me show you my birthday suit!!!” She could hear him get close to the door.

“Birthday suit, huh?” The fact that she could smell him from behind the door...damn. He smelled so fucking good.

“Birthday suits are better then pajamas.”

She blushes, biting her lip.

“Can you give me a second?” She softly closes the door, quickly rushing to her room to retrieve her robe. It was gonna be a grab and go. He was giving it away for free so oh well. Wrapped in silk, Y/N rushes back to the door, finally opening it and coming face to face with-

“Free Pizza.” He held his arms out wide, dazzling smile on his face. The smile she remembers. The same pouty lips, unruly eyebrows, long lashes, dark eyes, and deep dimples. Her stupefied expression made him blink twice rapidly, the same look shaping his face as well.

“Y/N?!!!!” He finally spoke.

It was Erik Stevens in the flesh.

“What the fuck?” She whispers.

Erik Stevens is a damn pizza delivery guy?!!! After all these years this nigga was selling pizzas? She expected him to be a Doctor in Engineering living in a bomb ass condo with a bad bitch that he fucked every day. A bad bitch she wished she was.

“What. The. Absolute. FUCK.” She spoke again but louder. The music blasting a floor above her couldn’t match how loud she just yelled. Erik almost drops the pizza box. He catches it in time with swift reflexes.

“Nice to see you too, Y/N,” he looks her over, nodding his head with a slight smirk, “You look the fuck good girl. Almost had me dropping this box of pizza. Had a nigga trumped.”

“Ha,” she was light headed. Erik Stevens the damn Pizza guy. She was so shocked. This was a real awkward moment.

“Erik,” she starts before shaking her head. She couldn’t even put into words what she wanted to say to him in that moment.

“Something burning?” He sniffs the air.

“MY COOKIES!!!!!” She rushes into her apartment, leaving the door open while Erik slips inside. He was just as confused and shocked as she was. Box still in hand, Erik walks through her living room, taking in anything he could about the Y/N he missed out on. Still the same after all these years. Back in her presence, Erik watches with humor as she curses about her burnt cookies.

“I CANT BELIEVE-“ she stops mid rant, looking over her shoulder at Erik.

“You left your door opened,” he points to the door. Y/N just stood there looking at him while the burnt tray of cookies and an oven mit were in her other hand.

“Y/N, stop staring at me like that.” Erik shakes his head away from her, tossing the pizza box on the counter, “You got pizza now so why not eat that instead?” His voice has a teasing edge to it.

“Are you aware that I am so speechless right now!” She placed the tray of cookies on the stove, “I mean...ERIK!!!!!”

He laughs, removing his uniform hat to reveal short dreads. She damn near fainted.

“I’m aware, I ain’t expect to come here and see you looking the way you do. Just as fine, just ass...thick.”

He really says that after all these years. He could have said that to her years ago back in Annapolis, MD.

“Oh my God,” Y/N dramatically clutches her chest, “Aint no way this is happening to me tonight.”

“Oh yeah, it’s happening,” Erik bit his lip at her, “you look...”

They both laugh. Damn, what a reunion.

“Can I get you anything? She started opening cabinets, talking so fast she barely breathed.

“Coffee? Water? Juice? Some wine? Something stronger? Oh shit! My bad I forgot you’re working- speaking of work I never saw you as the pizza delivery guy type, I mean, not tryna down play you or anything you just seemed like you had bigger plans, much bigger plans-“

She turns, eyes almost leaving her sockets, standing before her in a male thong with a black bow tie around his neck and a body that would knock you on your back, was Erik Stevens the pizza delivery guy turned stripper.

“WHAT THE HELL?!!!” She yells out. This man was oiled down and everything. He steps around the kitchen island, eyes low and dangerous, lips turned up into a sly smirk, body on POINT.

“You serious?” She laughs nervously. What was this? She had to be fucking dreaming. Right off the back he just strips down, ready to seduce her. This man was wild.

“Somebody come wake my ass up!!!” She yells while pinching her forearm.

“Ain’t no dream here, babygirl, you look like you hungry for something else and I got that shit for you.”

Trapped, Y/N was in between the counter and a whole man. She could feel his dick on her thigh. This was quick. He was about business with this male stripper mess.

“LAWD!” She yells, looking anywhere but at him.

So, this man is a male stripper?! She kept thinking on a loop.

“Don’t act like that now you know you want this Y/N. You’ve been wanting this for a while.”

“You knew about that?!!!” She couldn’t believe this man was in a damn thong. What in the hell.

“Erik you gotta cut me some slack this is not how I planned our reunion would be like!”

His hands were on her waist now, lips close to her ear.

“Let’s make it a good reunion then, let a nigga put his nuts in your face.” He laughs and you gasp in pure shock.

“Did you-“ you blink at him like he was an extra terrestrial.

Out of no where he starts grinding on you, no music playing just his hips moving. What kind of stripper shit is this?

“No music?!” You laugh out loud.

“Play something then, Y/N,” he steps away while she walks backward to her phone on the kitchen counter. He wanted to do this, okay. She could play along and have a little fun. Laugh about it with his ass later. Y/N thought to pull up her ass shaking playlist but she didn’t see Erik as the type of stripper to put on a show to twerk hip hop. Finally, Y/N pulls up her slow jam playlist, settling for some Ginuwine. So Anxious starts playing, a big ass smile on Y/N’s face. She was trying her hardest not to be goofy about this shit but clearly, Erik didn’t care that he was at the wrong house. He had to have known this wasn’t the place for him to be.

“Well,” she sits on her couch, “Give me a show then, Stevens.”

Erik walks towards her, eyes low and body making her bite her lip. Erik stands before her, his dick in her face and Y/N’s eyes zeroing in on the big target. The minute he started grinding in her face, muscles moving in conjunction with his seductive hip rolling, she was ready to pull out her money.

“Shit, I forgot my money.”

She felt like she was back at her sisters bachelorette party all over again. The stripper there had her in a damn fantasy world. She gave him all her damn money.

“Don’t worry about all that, Y/N. Think of it as a little gift from your long time crush.” His dazzling smile made her blush from her cheeks down to her neck.

“Well can I at least touch you?”

Erik props his leg up on the couch, dick almost smacking her in her face with his excessive grinding and moaning. Jesus.

“Girl if you don’t enjoy your damn self.” He laughs when Y/N reaches out to drag her shaking fingers down his abs.

“JESUS.” She says through clenched teeth.

A loud thud from above her followed up by cheering and laughter caught her attention. Y/N put two and two together, a small smile creeping up her face.

“Looks like your supposed to be in 4B not 3B.”

Erik raises a single brow, “At least you’re keeping me with a hard dick until I get up there.” His hands were on the back of the couch now, his chest and abs in Y/N’s face while her hands rubbed his ass all the way around to his thighs. The song switched out to Pretty Ricky- Grind with me.

Out of no where, Erik picks Y/N up from the couch, seating himself and placing her in his lap. Erik lifted his hips from the couch, rolling them up into her naked crotch, causing her to bounce. This was torture. This was going to end up being a fuck session not a strip session.

“Okay, Erik, I think I’ve had my fun,” she was flushed and horny.

“Nah, lets keep going, baby girl.” His eyes with those lashes...she couldn’t look at him anymore.

“What made you become a stripper-WHAT!”

Erik lifts her legs to his shoulders, grinding into her like he was fucking her. She knew at this point her entire pussy was out for him to see.

“Stop asking questions,” he grabs her ass, squeezing it firmly while his hard dick rolled from her ass to her pussy.

“Erik this is fucking wild!!!” Y/N would have a laugh and maybe a cum or two later from this moment. Who was answering her prayers? Who out there besides Erik knew of the big crush she had on this gorgeous man. Erik didn’t even know she lived in Boston. This was some fate type of shit. His lips on her neck brought her back to reality.

“Don’t kiss on my neck like that unless you plan on fucking me!!!!” Y/N had no filter at this point. Erik was like a celebrity crush. Imagine being brought on stage by your favorite male artist and he’s grinding on you and making you feel special, THATS what this felt like.

“You wanna fuck?” He looked at her genuinely serious.

“Uh-“ he cuts her off.

“I mean, for you I can make that happen.”

Now she was wondering if he was a male escort. This man here...

“Erik...I’m telling you now...I know my pussy is all out there and it’s whatever but can you PLEASE STOP TEASING ME!!!”

Y/N lifts from Erik’s lap, pausing her music. Erik throws his head back, a booming laughter escaping his mouth while his muscles bounced in tune with his fit of chuckling. Y/N had to bite the inside of her cheek to calm her laugh.

“Aight cut that shit out I wanna be serious for a second.”

Before she could speak, Erik’s phone goes off. Groaning, he lifts from the couch, tucking one of his nuts back in place in that damn thong. Y/N had to put a fist to her mouth to control herself.

That thang is hanging! She thought salaciously.

“Yeah, this Daddy Kill, babygirl.” He smiles into the phone, gold slugs gleaming, “apartment 4B?”

He looks over at Y/N, both of them silently laughing. Erik clutched his ribs from the pain of laughter.

“Sorry for the late timing, sweetheart, I’ll be there real soon. Nah, keep the drinks going and make sure y’all ready and horny cuz ima put on a real good show,” Erik laughs with a bite of his lip, “Y’all some freaky bitches, aight bye.”

Y/N’s mouth fell open from hearing a Erik reader to those women as bitches. Without a flicker of care, Erik hangs up.

“So wassup, Y/N?” Erik walks further into her kitchen, “you said you got some strong shit, how about Hennessy? I need some extra energy for the 15 women upstairs.”

Y/N makes his drink while a thong wearing Erik stands before her, glistening and chiseled.

“Here you go,” she hands him his drink, “now tell me what made you become a damn stripper? And what else do you do? Cus you talking about sex is extra.”

Erik smiles with a shake of his head, “I am indeed a male entertainer, still working on my Engineering doctorate but after doing some experimenting online with live cam and all that I got a lot of hits. So now I do my own thing on the side. I strip, do live cam, have regular submissives.”

“You must make a lot of damn money to do this shit,” Y/N makes a drink for herself.

“I do, it’s a business on the side, Y/N,” Erik was overly humored, “You knocking the way I make my money, ma?”

“No!! No I just... I would have never expected this,” she shakes her head, “Are you in a relationship?”

Erik kisses his teeth, “Nah, single and I wanna keep it that way for a while.”

“Damn, I’m tryna shoot my shot and you just blocking me,” Y/N laughed, half way joking and half way serious. If they were together he wouldn’t be doing this anymore for other women, just her.

“You ain’t shoot your shot before what’s so different now? Is it cus my dick in your face?”

“No, it’s cuz I thought I would never see you again.”

Erik walks over to her, picking her up and sitting her on the kitchen counter. He plays her music again, grabbing her arms to place around his neck, moving her from side to side. She pouted, giving in to his antics.

“You make me sick,” she looks him in the eye, “you should probably go-AHHH!”

Erik picks Y/N up, bouncing her on his still hard dick. She was dripping on this man, he played entirely too much.

“Alright cut it out!!” She swatted at him, Erik putting her down with a smile.”

“Y/N, I missed you,” he chuckles, “You right, let me get up out of here.”

Erik walks away, picking up his fake pizza uniform, putting it on. Y/N runs her hands over her hair and adjusts her robe, heart still fluttering and legs wobbly. She walks over to the pizza, hovering her hand over it and noticing it was cold.

“Don’t worry about that, it’s just a gimmick.”

“Too bad. You sure you don’t want any money for your excellent services?” Y/N joked.

“Ha, I told you I’m good girl.”

Fully dressed, Erik finished off his Henny, grabbing his hat to put on and the box of pizza from the counter. Erik walked over to Y/N, grabbing her chin and placing a soft and lingering kiss on her cheek.

“You gonna miss me, Y/N? I promise to come back and see you since you’re in Boston now. We got a lot of catching up to do girl.”

Her heart skipped about two beats.

“You better.” Y/N rolls her eyes.

“Sorry I gotta leave you like this, but I can’t miss out on my money.”

Fuck them bitches upstairs, she seethed to herself.

“It’s cool, you’re just gonna make it up to me when I see you next time.”

Erik pulls out his phone, “give me your number.” He was telling more so than asking. Y/N gives him her digits, Erik storing it in his phone and saving it.

Y/N walks Erik to the door, the further they went the more she dreaded it. Opening the door, Erik walks out, turning to give her a tight hug and that same lingering kiss but to her forehead this time. He was really driving her crazy. Erik wasn’t going to make this crush thing easy. A fun night turned into a boring one.

“Bye, stupid,” she shoved him.

“Bye, girl.” Erik walks away and up the steps, turning to look over his shoulder from time to time with a smile on his face.

“Pick that lip up,” he teases.

“They don’t deserve your body!!!” Y/N yells after him.

“YOU SO STINGY!!” He yells back, Y/N closing her door behind her with a huge grin on her face.

It only took a few seconds before she heard the door opening, Erik giving the ladies his intro.

“Pizza delivery for 4B, right?”

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Dogleg Interview: Buckle Up, Motherfucker

BY JORDAN MAINZER

Earlier this year, Michigan punk four-piece Dogleg released one of the most blistering, endlessly playable debuts of the year in Melee, which, yes, is a Super Smash Bros. game. At this point, much has been written about the band, from their beyond wild live shows to their Pokemon-referencing and video game-playing prowess. Lost in the shuffle is that 2020 was poised to be their year to gain even more of a national following. Released on March 13th, right as the COVID-19 pandemic hit, Melee was supposed to be supported by three cancelled tours--SXSW, an opening slot for Microwave, and an opening slot for Joyce Manor--and an appearance at this year’s cancelled Pitchfork Music Festival. Listening to the songs on the record, you can only imagine how they translate: the jerky momentum of “Bueno”, build-up of “Prom Hell”, gang vocals of “Fox”, clear-vocal anthem of “Wrist”, and odd groove of “Ender”. The band agrees that playing live is what makes them Dogleg: “Our live shows is what made us the forefront of the DIY music scene for as long as we were with such little released music,” bassist Chase Macinski told me over the phone in April.

The band’s self-titled debut EP--at the time, the band was simply a solo project of lead vocalist and rhythm guitarist Alex Stoitsiadis--was released in 2015. Full-band follow-up Remember Alderaan? (Macinski, drummer Parker Grissom) came out in 2016. In the four years between EP2 and LP1, Dogleg took their time writing what would become Melee but wasted no time debuting unreleased songs as they were finished. It was not just their energy, but their steady stream of new material that garnered the band a growing fan base, local and beyond, and eventually a deal with venerable indie punk label Triple Crown Records. “Fox” and “Kawasaki Backflip” were released as singles last November and February, respectively, and the generated hype garnered them rave reviews from publications like Pitchfork that, 10-20 years ago, probably would have scoffed at them.

Dogleg’s bigger moment--they’ve certainly had plenty of already big ones--may be on hold. Macinski continues his day job as a janitor in Southfield, about 20 minutes northwest of Detroit, while Stoitsiadis has played around with live-streamed acoustic and solo electric sets. While the group approach to writing that allowed the band to flourish when making Remember Alderaan? and Melee may not be possible without a completely reopen Michigan, and while Dogleg won’t be able to feed off of crowds for a bit, I have no doubt they’ll come back when they can with an even greater drive.

Read my interview with Macinski below.

Since I Left You: To what extent can Melee be fully appreciated without the context of the Dogleg live show?

Chase Macinski: I think you get a feeling for it. You understand it. But you still haven’t experienced it. We have been playing these songs for a long time. “Headfirst” for example, we basically had that song written by the time Remember Alderaan? came out in 2016. But we didn’t want to include it on the EP because it was close but not finished. Two weeks later, I’m pretty sure we wrapped it up, and then we were like, “Cool. We have the first song for the new album.” At that point, we thought it was time to make an album. We were playing it ever since it’s been done. As we were writing songs for the album, we were incorporating them into our live shows. A year ago, when the album wasn’t even out, half our set was still this album. Locals who saw us on the most recent tour we got to go on did catch that experience but didn’t get the whole context of the album, you know?

SILY: "Headfirst”, especially, is the most maximal song on the record.

CM: Oh yeah.

SILY: At the same time, when I read reviews of your music that say things like, “Dogleg plays loud,” or “Dogleg has energy,” it seems to leave out the complexity of the arrangements. The stop-starts, the drum fills, the crescendos. There’s a lot going on in the music, beyond it obviously being loud and fast. Can you talk about achieving a balance between raw energy and composition?

CM: We want to build up a lot of tension when we play, and we keep that in mind when we’re writing songs. We definitely try to think of, “What’s really hype? What builds up a lot of energy? What gives us butterflies in our stomach and makes us really jazzed up to hear this or anxious?” For the live shows, since we focus so much on those details, the start-stops and crescendos, it fills itself in pretty easily since we’re all focused on that and on the same page in terms of execution, that it just happens, and on the other side of that, we’re trying to be as energetic and involved and engaging with the music as possible. What we do in theory helps us out in practice, if that makes sense.

SILY: How did you approach the sequencing on Melee?

CM: We took it very seriously. It took us a lot of time to figure out what order the songs should be in. I immediately said we should start the album with “Kawasaki Backflip”, and I got some backlash on that. The other two contenders for the first track were “Fox” and “Prom Hell”. “Prom Hell” had more of an argument than “Fox” did. My attitude was, “‘Kawasaki’ starts off like a roller coaster, and that intro guitar riff is just like, ‘Buckle up, motherfucker.’ Let’s go for a ride.’” I really thought it had that tension immediately out the gate and blasted you with what could be a middle ground for the entire album, where I thought “Prom Hell” didn’t really address or show you what you can fully expect on this. For the first track, you might think something differently. After that, it was a lot of, “Okay, how does one song end and another begin?” We thought a lot about what key songs were in, what note songs ended on, how they ended, what the band was doing, what they sounded like, and then we thought about the same thing for how songs begin. “How does this one start? Does it start full-band, just guitar, drum fill?” We wanted to make sure we weren’t being too repetitive and created a sense of flow that could make one song go into the other. We even incorporated those moments where we were very specific about the time change between “Kawasaki” and “Bueno”. We were very specific about when “Kawasaki” ended and how much time passed between that and for you to hear the drums of “Bueno”. We wanted it to be an exact timing just for enough tension to be built up.

SILY: Were there any considerations to the thematic sequencing of the songs?

CM: No, not really, other than when we wrote “Ender” and decided to call it “Ender”, we knew it would be the last song. Otherwise, there wasn’t thematic sequencing because the lyrical content and the themes through the lyrics throughout the album were Alex’s thing. We write a song, and when the whole band writes the song, it’s an instrumental. Then, Alex comes up with a melody, and we all pitch in with what the lyrics might sound like, and Alex writes all the words. I’ve contributed when he’s got writer’s block and have helped him out a bit there, but for the most part, all of the themes for the lyrics he puts in.

SILY: There’s a line on “Kawasaki Backflip” that does seem like an appropriate introductory mantra to the record: “We can destroy this together.”

CM: Yeah, I mean, I think that’s a pretty powerful statement as an introductory song on the album. “Kawasaki”’s that “buckle up” song, as well, so the instrumental aspects definitely lead into that idea of “get ready for what you’re about to experience.”

SILY: A song like “Cannonball” is a bit more swaying instead of clearly uptempo. When you go into write as a unit, do those differences occur naturally, or are they forced with any sort of intention?

CM: “Cannonball” I would say occurred naturally because we wrote the song as we were practicing one day. In between songs we were practicing and making noise, I played that main verse riff, that A to C progression. I was just bored, not thinking, and playing my bass, waiting for Alex and Parker to be like, “Okay, let’s play another song.” While I was doing that, Alex was like, “Yo, what’s that?” I was like, “I don’t know, I was just messing around.” We started building on that and took that swaying feeling for what it was, and the lyrics to add to that--I think “Cannonball” was maybe the 4th, maybe 5th song on the album, so we didn’t have any idea what would be on it at that point. We knew it was a Dogleg song.

SILY: On “Ender”, are those actual strings in the outro?

CM: Yes, those are our friends who go to music school in Chicago. We know them from the School of Rock music program we all did when we were in middle school and high school. They were home for summer vacation and had their instruments, and we asked, “Yo, can we record y’alls playing violin”...I forget the other instrument. [Editor’s note: It’s double bass.] Those are actual strings. Honestly, I thought they played the parts so well, I made a comment that, “I don’t think people will think this is real because it sounds so genuine and good.”

SILY: I actually assumed it was a synthesizer.

CM: It’s legit. They’re just really good at playing their instruments. The horns are real as well.

SILY: What’s the story behind the cover art?

CM: The cover art is Alex’s aunt’s artwork. She’s a really great artist, and we’ve used her designs in the past. If you’ve ever seen the dog pack t-shirt, where it’s the bunch of dogs in watercolor--it’s also the artwork of our first EP--she also did that. She just really likes drawing dogs. We’ve never really commissioned something from her--she’s always already made something that we’ve thought is really cool, and then Alex asks her whether we can use it for the band, and she says, “Yeah, sure go ahead.” One day we were playing a show in 2017, way before we had half the songs on the album written, before “Fox” was even an idea. [Alex] was scrolling through his aunt’s Instagram and came across that picture. I saw it out of the corner of my eye and was like, “What is that?” He just goes, “It’s just something my aunt made.” I was like, “That is a fucking phenomenal piece of art. We have to use that for our album artwork.” He was like, “Okay.” He asked, we got permission. We made no edits to it. I don’t know when it was drawn or made, but when I saw it, I immediately knew it was perfect.

SILY: Is she a fan of the band?

CM: Yeah, she likes the band. She thinks it’s really cool.

SILY: Have any of these songs evolved, from the song structure to the performance, as the fans get to know both the recorded and live versions?

CM: We play the songs faster live, that’s for sure. Before we did any recording for the album, we had to decide on a tempo we wanted to play them at for the album. But since the songs were written, it’s just whatever tempo we’re feeling. For Melee, none of the song structures have really changed. But for the Dogleg self-titled EP, a lot of those songs, we play very differently live. Alex did that all by himself, recording, drums, bass, vocals, guitar. When we got incorporated in the band, that’s when we had the ability to put our spin on it. We changed and added those stop-and-go’s, different solos. No major changes to structure, but they feel more like Dogleg songs you’d expect to hear today.

SILY: Have you written anything during quarantine?

CM: Alex has been making some riffs, but we haven’t written any music. Alex says it’s pretty difficult for him at the moment. The songwriting process for every song on Melee and every song on Remember Alderaan? has been a band experience: Someone comes to the table with a riff, melody, one piece of the puzzle, and then the entire band fleshes it out. It’s pretty difficult for us to write music at the moment when we can’t get together.

SILY: Is there anything else next for you? Are you releasing any more music videos?

CM: We have some ideas. Nothing fleshed out yet. The last thing we did was the “Wartortle” video. We also have the Eureka [Records] sessions, which were all filmed before Michigan was put under lock down. We have some guitar play-throughs that will get out eventually, where it’s Alex playing along with the songs.

SILY: Is there anything you’ve been listening to, watching, or reading during or before quarantine that’s inspired you, comforted you, or caught your attention?

CM: I’ve been listening to a lot of music that I’ve listened to in the past. Once I graduated college and was really active in the temporary jobs I had and on the road, I stopped using Spotify for a long time even though I still had my account. My senior year, my Spotify minutes were huge: You listen to music when you study, do homework, whatever. Once I graduated, I couldn’t listen to music while doing things. A year ago, I was working at a hospital on a research project, and you’re not allowed to listen to music during work. I had like 15% of the music usage I did the previous year. So I’ve been revisiting a lot of old music. I’ve been listening to a band called Colossal. I forget the name of the album--it’s the only one I have in my car. The first track is called “The Dusk of Us” so it’s the first thing that comes to my mind. [Editor’s note: It’s Welcome the Problems.] Phenomenal album, really nice. I’ve listened to that a lot. My roommate has an extra PC, so I’ve been playing a lot of PC games, which I haven’t done in a long time because I don’t have a PC that can keep up. I’ve been playing [Civilization VI] with friends over Discord, which is nice, because I haven’t talked to them in a while. I haven’t really been reading anything, and I’ve been trying to watch movies I’ve been expected to watch for a while. Yesterday I watched The Matrix for the first time.

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Mun when I first saw Globgor I thought he was evil mean and nasty ... I judged him based on his looks and turns out he is a nice guy and a great dad

~There, there, nonnie. Many people did. It’s a large reason why I love Globgor and Eclipsa so much. I didn’t know what I expected when I first saw the Queen of Darkness, but just like everyone else, I didn’t know if she could be trusted or not. Her words and actions were very good at keeping you guessing. She obviously liked to toy with people, but at the same time, there was no malevolence behind it. It wasn’t a “hah, I’m smarter than all of you so I’m going to play you like a fiddle”, it was more of a “I am what I am, and I don’t care in the slightest if you have a problem with it”. I first decided that Eclipsa didn’t have any evil intentions when she was put on trial. The love she had for her husband seemed legit. She wanted to see her daughter again. She looked horrified when she learned that the MHC hid her away. And really, after learning that, how could anyone still consider Eclipsa the bad guy? There’s absolutely no justification from taking a baby away from her parents and giving her to a robot that immediately names her “Heinous”.

Then when Eclipsa blasted her own daughter for the sake of the kingdom, it clicked to me that Globgor wasn’t evil either.

Up until now, I toyed with the idea of Eclipsa falling for a bad guy, but then she proved that she’s not willing to sacrifice innocent people, not even for the sake of her own daughter. If that was the case, then how would she be able to tolerate, let alone love a monster who was out to hurt people? Obviously Eclipsa had seen a side to Globgor that none of us had. And let me tell you, this mystery was starting to drive me crazy. Everyone was drawing and doing theory vidoes of Globgor being the ‘big bad’ of season 4, and I just kept thinking “guys, that doesn’t make sense! Why would she potentially kill her daughter for trying to kill everyone, yet defend her evil husband at any given turn?” I was so excited to see him in action. He was honestly what I waiting for through every episode. I wanted to see the man that Eclipsa gave up everything for!

My big concern was if the guy could talk. I was so afraid he’d only be able to speak in roars, and that would give us such limitations on his character. After that, I began to fantasize what I imagine he’d be like. I predicted he’d be a man who adores his wife and child, but hates the rest of the world. He doesn’t trust Mewmans, but he’s willing to tolerate them for the sake of his precious wife. Basically he’d be a grouchy man, but one who’s justifiably so. A grouchy man with a rough voice and a sneer on his face.

So, FINALLY we got a sneak peak of Monster and the Queen. And what did we see?

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^^^^^^ My LITERAL reaction!!!

H-He was wearing clothes! He was singing! H-His voice! It was so gentle! HE WAS A FRICKING DISNEY PRINCE!!! He was everything I had been hoping for and way, way more! I’m not even joking when I say I must have watched that clip like every hour. It was TORTURE waiting for that Sunday! I remember staying up so that I could see the episode as soon as it was uploaded. Yeah, I was pretty obsessed to say the least. In the end, I was both right AND wrong. Yes, he wasn’t an evil guy, but he REALLY wasn’t an evil guy! Talk about teaching the kids not to listen to everything they hear about someone and judging them for yourselves!

At this point, I’m deeply fascinated with Globgor and the mystery that still comes with him to this day. Who was he before Eclipsa met him? What was his life like? Did he have a family? How were he and Eclipsa able to maintain friendship while he was eating Mewmans? How did the two of them fall in love? And of course, WHY DID HE EAT SHASTACAN?

Well, we may never know these answers, but that’s why I made this blog. I’ll fill in the blanks myself while enjoying a character who spent the entire series deeply misunderstood. With all the theories and secrets that are entwined with this show, the most fascinating mystery to me will always be the one that comes with the King of Monsters!~

#asks #mun answers #mun rambles #globgor #eclipsa #meteora #globclipsa #svtfoe #monster and the queen #the butterfly trap #analysis

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Raw recap & reactions: The Hurt Business, New Day go to war

Big Poppa I love an overarching thread with multiple twists, turns, and a logical conclusion. Monday Night Raw set it off this week with a match pitting WWE Champion Big E vs Bobby Lashley. Lashley truly believes E can’t beat him, which explains all the rationalization he’s done since the All Mighty added “former WWE Champion” to his resume. Their opening match, which was ill in all the right ways, showcased a dominant Lashley and the reinstatement of the Hurt Business. Yes, ladies and gents, the Hurt Business is apparently back in business. Once Shelton Benjamin and Cedric Alexander made their presence known, Xavier Woods and Kofi Kington stepped in. A brawl ensued, a DQ was handed out, and it was the best kind of chaos. Adam Pearce, clearly not a fan of anything he saw, said the match would continue later tonight in a steel cage. No Hurt Business, no New Day. Just Lashley x E trapped in twisted steel. These two cats didn’t disappoint. Besides the brutality of the match, it was the clear desperation both men showed. Bobby Lashley needed to beat E to prove his point. Before the bell rang, got all of the upper hands on the champ. Lashley didn’t want to leave anything to chance and wanted every advantage he could muster. If that meant tossing E around the floor before the match officially started, then so be it. If that meant calling the Hurt Business down to do business, that’s cool too. E needed to beat the All Mighty to shut him and anyone else up who believes he’s not a legitimate champion. Despite the pre-match ass whooping, E lit Lashley up like a pinball machine once the bell rang. He used the cage to his advantage every now and then, but he wanted to overpower the man. It wasn’t just about proving he was the better man; E needed to prove he was the stronger man. In every good or great wrestling match, a character flaw is shown and exploited. Early in the match, we got ours from Lashley. Rather than continue to go for pin attempts, Lashley tried climbing out. Corey Graves, a man who should make it his business to be Flava Flav to Lashley’s Chuck D, said Bobby wants to win the title in dramatic fashion. Bobby’s ego didn’t allow him to just take the W when it was right there; he had to showboat and continue his pattern of habitual line stepping. E stopped him from getting out and tried to do a Big Ending from the top rope, but alas, it wasn’t meant to be. Not yet anyway. We even got a tease of a Hurt Business x New Day feud I’m dying to see. When Shelton and Cedric interfered to stop the champ from climbing out, Woods and Kofi represented as they should. Woods, in particular, looked like a man who needs a belt around his waist when he slammed the cage door on Bobby Lashley’s head, and superkicked Cedric back to Main Event. No diss to the man or Main Event, but yeah, you get the point. Once the four men were finally in the locker room, E and Lashley continued their war. That desperation I mentioned showed up again as both men had chances to walk out of the gate. When Lashley tried to walk out, E grabbed his arm as many times as possible. When E looked ready to saunter out, Lashley grabbed his ankle. They were literally holding on for dear life because the title, and beating each other, means that much to them. Neither man wanted to stay down and neither could stay down. E survived a spear and a spine buster, while Lashley survived multiple suplexes and a Big Ending. But when the challenger had the champion in a precarious position, his fatal flaw reared its ugly head again. Rather than walk out the gate or go for a pinfall, he once again decided to climb out of the ring, apparently learning nothing from earlier. E caught him again and this time, he nailed the Big Ending from the top rope. 1-2-3. While basking in the moment, a familiar tune blasted out of the arena speakers and Drew McIntyre, sword in hand, made his intentions known to the champ. We didn’t get a fight—and still no swordplay—but it’s clear Drew Mac wants a fight and E is ready to give it to him. I hope this isn’t the last tango the Hurt Business and New Day do, but this was a fantastic story and match. In just a few weeks, E and Bobby told a succinct story with a logical conclusion. Well done, boys. Priest x Sheamus Get Extreme I didn’t think they’d get me. After seeing Sheamus and Damian Priest go blow for blow over the United States Championship for several weeks, I got it. Priest is better than Sheamus right now. How many times can they tell the same story? Well, it’s a good thing I didn’t put money on that because the extreme rules stipulation was the proper escalation of a feud built on physicality. As usual with most matches like this in WWE these days, they start out wrestling until one guy realizes they can use kendo sticks, chairs, and whatever plunder they can find. Chekov’s table made an early appearance thanks to the champ, and he suffered a White Noise for his troubles. In fact, with Sheamus’ history as a brawler, one might think this was the perfect match for him to finally best the Infamous one and snatch back the gold. Right? Yeah, about that. We’ve seen Priest outsmart Sheamus in their previous matches. Even last night, he was just quicker to the draw than the Celtic Warrior. This week, Priest showed he’s the better man physically as well. He survived Sheamus’ best shots, and, in my favorite spot of the night, threw a chair at the man’s face to counter a Brogue Kick. Ultimately, Sheamus met his...reckoning...after going through a table in the corner of the ring, and then taking a Reckoning. This should be the last gasp in this feud. The draft is Friday, and these two have fought each other enough. Damian needs more challengers, and Sheamus might benefit from a change of scenery. Good ending to a story that went a long way in making Damian a legit tough cat and not someone you want to mess with. Extracurriculars Words from Goldberg’s Garage Goldberg doesn’t know what kind of a papa Bobby Lashley is. Clearly, Lashley isn’t the type to have a painting of his arm and his baby clinging to said arm on his wall. But that aside, Goldberg wants to fulfill a promise he made to his wife and his son to always protect the latter, at all costs. If he’s lucky, he’ll get to kill Lashley. This is a good story because its relatable and understandable. Lashley hurt Goldberg’s son, Goldberg wants his pound of flesh. And you know what? I hope he gets it. Goldberg’s never been the best promo but that worked because it felt real and I’m riding with the old man. Finally Phenomenal AJ Styles can pretty much do anything he wants in a wrestling ring with anyone he chooses to do it with. Styles and Riddle put on a dope television match that, at times, looked like someone was legitimately hurt. From a story standpoint, he needed this W. AJ’s racked up several Ls over several weeks, and looked anything but phenomenal. That changed this week and it was beautiful to watch. Charlotte Has no Time for This Either Charlotte Flair wasted an open challenge on Doudrop because, duh, Eva Marie isn’t finished with her former “friend” yet. Anyone who knows wrestling saw this coming from 25 miles away, so it’s not shocking. However, it is disappointing because there’s no end in sight to this thing between Doudrop and Eva plus it ruins her first title match. No one was served well here, so consider it a swing and a miss. And yet.. Raw moves fast. Remember when I said it looks like we’re still doing this thing with Eva and Doudrop? Like I just said it? Scratch that. Eva got on the mic and said she should be Raw’s champion of women. What’s more, she believes she can beat any woman in locker room. This brought out an angry Shayna Baszler, who did to Eva the same thing she did to Nia Jax last week. I guess WWE thought Shayna would get booed for this? Handsome Finish Angel Garza x Erik danced for a bit as a breather after the hot opening segment. It was a glorified squash as Garza got the W. Reggie Lives to Fight Another Day Silly me for thinking Richochet was getting a real chance to get some gold around his waist. Instead of a match filled with cats getting higher than a giraffe, we only got a taste of that until R-Truth, Drake Maverick, and friends interfered. Wherever this ride is going, I want off. That’s no Bear, That’s a BearCAT Tozawa, fresh off another 24-7 embarrassment, demanded a match with anyone. Out came the newly minted Keith “Bearcat” Lee. This is obviously a reboot for the former limitless one. And he looks good. He looks like someone I need to take seriously. But Bearcat? Really? I guess if you’re going to debut that nickname, Cincinnati is the right place. If only Lee wasn’t from Texas. Matching Capes Nikki A.S.H. wants matching capes for Super Brutality. Rhea Ripley isn’t convinced. Six Man Chaos Jeff Hardy, Mansoor, & Mustafa Ali vs. Jinder Mahal, Shanky, & Veer battled in the ongoing saga of Jeff Hardy wandering from position to position on Monday nights. This was a quick hitter that didn’t last long enough to get good or bad. Jinder and the boys got the W as the holding pattern before the draft continues. He’s the Commanding Officer Now Another squash/holding pattern match between Karrion Kross and Jaxson Ryker. They’re building Kross as a dominant super shredder, one who even poked fun at Ryker’s military service. It was a nice touch and added personality to a guy who needs as much as he can to overcome that look. Raw was good this week. The show moved at a good clip, was bookended by two dope matches that told one long story, and was mostly entertaining in the middle. While a lot of it was a holding pattern because things change Friday and next Monday, it was a good sendoff for Raw as we know it. Grade: A- That’s my grade and I’m sticking to it. Your turn. Read the full article

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HVFF: Atlanta 2017 - My First Con Experience

I wanted to summarize how my first con experience was! God I had such a blast meeting fandom friends and David, Stephen, and Emily. I'm just going to split up my different experiences with OTA (who are pretty much the only people I met this weekend).

Emily:

Emily was the first person I met on Saturday. The first time I saw her I honestly thought she was photoshopped because she is that gorgeous in real life. I was actually really impressed that she was the first one there, I think she got there promptly at 9 -9:15 to start signing. The line was insanely long and I totally understand why. It's amazing how much attention she gave each and every person who met her, she actually took the time to have a conversation with everyone. It's something I genuinely wasn't expecting and what's great is that she seemed very comfortable talking to everyone.

My chat with Emily was awesome too. She absolutely loved the gift I gave her (which was a kitchen magnet of meme faces her dog Ophie makes) and showed it to her friend and literally laughed so hard with that ridiculously infectious laugh of hers. Anyways when she calmed down, I asked my question and it took a bit to get it out because I was kind of freaking nervous but Emily was totally patient and gave me all of her attention… I showed her a picture of all the times Felicity was on top and asked her why that is and credit where credit's due she didn't falter, didn't look nervous, but immediately responded that she's a badass and she likes being on top lol.

I saw Emily again on Sunday but it was clear she was a lot busier and didn't have the same time as she did on Saturday which is fair. She didn't make as much conversation but she was still really sweet. I still managed to ask her a question though - she gave me the same exact attention as she did on Saturday which I very much appreciated. I asked her hypothetically whether if Felicity were to get married would she take Oliver's last name, hyphenate, or keep her own last name? And Emily actually gave a very passionate response. She said that in her opinion she'd want Felicity to keep her own last name because that's who she is, Felicity is a Smoak and she'd hate for her to lose that. She also mentioned that if she were to ever get married she'd want to keep her own last name too.

Onto Emily's photo op sessions, they were so much fun! She was so bubbly and light and had so much energy it was awesome to see and so incredibly infectious. She is just pure happiness personified. She kept dancing in between ops and her friends (Carina/Jarett) were there too and they were respectful and nice too. They were playing Celine Dion's song "All Coming Back to Me Now" - and I obviously started singing along and Carina basically screamed "YES, THANK YOU!" when she saw that I was, it was kinda funny. But yeah the photo ops went by way too quickly but Emily was totally gracious and sweet the entire time.

Stephen:

I met Stephen on both days too and my experience with him changed dramatically between Saturday and Sunday. I really wasn't impressed with him on Saturday. He didn't really seem into having any conversations, he seemed kinda moody, although he did laugh at the present I gave him and said thank you but I honestly expected more from my interaction with him… I can't really say that much about our interaction on Saturday, I asked him why Felicity was always on top and he kinda brushed it off and said ask Emily. So yeah it didn't seem like he was in a fun mood. Even at the photo ops he wasn't into it. You could really tell by his demeanor and energy level. I think we all figured that it's because of the whole wrestling thing from the night before…

But on Sunday I was honestly surprised how much his mood lifted. He paid a lot more attention, was wayyyy more appreciative of the gift I got him, and he was definitely a lot more playful with the way he signed my friend's photo of Oliver/Felicity's wedding kiss. He playfully asked "Where is this from!?" while very slowly drawing question marks on the picture :p Stephen also gave us a couple of spoilers like how Oliver will get his dessert by the end of the year and how the Hoffmans are going to return in 609 - we would've told him we know that but we didn't want to break his heart lmao.

I was honestly so impressed by him on Sunday, he was really charming and did I mention gorgeous? Oh my god that man is just… A+ especially when he looks at you his eyes are just so blue.

Not only that but during photo ops he was way more enthusiastic! He seemed so excited! His hugs were a lot tighter and his smile was brighter too. During my OTA op I asked for a sort of group hug? I asked for David to be behind me and before I could say I wanted Emily in the middle too Stephen basically said "I want to hug you!" and opened his arms. Seriously, how could I resist? It was impossible so I walked straight into his arms lmao. God in that moment I loved him so much. That interaction just really made me so incredibly happy. And in my other Olicity op which I will upload later this weekend, I showed him a picture of what I wanted and he was just so awesome about it. He said "I gotchu" and proceeded to really enthusiastically recreate the prompt.

So yeah, Sunday totally made up for Saturday with Stephen. I'm really happy about that and meeting him. He really does seem like such a great guy in real life.

David:

All I can say is I am in love with this man. YEP. TOTALLY in love. David spends so much time with his fans it's just incredible. Not only that but he's a lot more open and warm and personal. Literally the first thing he does when you come up to him is give you the biggest bear hug. It's no joke, he is one of the best huggers ever. Seriously he holds you so tight and he smells so good ugh. I just love him.

Anyways I managed to give David my present (the same one as I gave Stephen) - it was a shirt with a vector of Diggle and next to it, it says "WWJDD - What Would John Diggle do". He loved it SO much seriously he literally gave me 3 more hugs after that. Not only that but he took like 3 selfies with me. After that he signed the picture I gave him and I swear he kept saying my name over and over again it was just so sweet and heart melting. Not only that but before I left he gave me ANOTHER hug. I swear I smelled like David for the next few hours and it was awesome lmao

I told David I got him another shirt (same kind different color) and I'd deliver it to him on Sunday and when I got back to him he not only remembered me but he first of all gave me another hug. At first it wasn't a bear hug like the one he gave me on Saturday so I legit held on tighter and he said"oh my god you're so good at giving hugs" and reciprocated!!! Anyways he was again so appreciative of the gift and of just me in general and we just hugged another 4 times it was so awesome. I accidentally let it slip out on our 3rd hug that he smelled so good and he was like "yeah people keep telling me that!" and I asked him what it was and he said "well I don't want to tell you because then you'd think of me while you're with your man - wait a minute OK I'll tell you" it was so hilarious :p He DID end up telling me what he was wearing though .

Anyways, I was so so so happy with my interaction with him words can't express how genuine, warm, and kind David is. I will mention this again because I can't stress this enough - I literally fell in love with David Ramsey this weekend.

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I'm so incredibly happy with my interactions with all of them. Stephen, Emily, David are just the sweetest most beautiful people and their chemistry, their interactions, all their hugs they gave each other throughout the weekend just goes to show why they work on screen. You could even see it in the panel just how easily they all got along with each other. You can see they are best of friends and have the highest respect for one another. I know there will be people who think that the questions sucked but to me the panel was so much fun. We didn't get a lot of spoilers but we got to see OTA interact in real life, we got to see them have fun, and god that girl Addison telling OTA that she liked Emily better was PRICELESS lmao!

Anyways, I don't really know what else to say other than this weekend was just everything I wanted it to be and more and I genuinely hope I get to go to more cons in the future.

#Stephen Amell #Emily Bett Rickards #David Ramsey #HVFF Atlanta #Con Experience #HVFF

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lordvonthunderporkvi · 7 years

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so i decided to write down any thoughts i had while playing episode 3 in google docs and it ended up being 19 pages long whoops

i’m just gonna start off by saying that i am completely not ready for this episode like i can see you, mister eric stirpe, answering asks that say “that one choice made me cry for five minutes straight!” so i’m absolutely terrified and not ready but also unreasonably excited

come on download faster what are we waiting for

why did you restart the download i didn’t tell you to restart the download

hey look it’s FINALLY DONE

i’m actually shaking from excitement

Radar’s doing the narration I’m so proud of my bean

aww his sweet childlike wonder is leaking into his narration

“This game series adapts to the choices you make. The story is tailored by how you play.” yes i know let me play the episode already

oh crap i fell on my face

shut up mister warden you’re voiced by steve from blue’s clues

what’s this piston contraption above my head

well geEZ OKAY NO NEED TO GET HOMICIDAL MISTER WARDEN YOU’RE STILL VOICED BY STEVE FROM BLUE’S CLUES

wow okay Jesse sarcasm is on full blast

so are we like below bedrock or something

geez Jesse has gotten sassy in the past few weeks she’s having a sassy conversation with herself

Jesse turn down the sarcasm

i’m being chased by large henry oh joy

oh look it’s mister warden

wow okay Jesse i knew you were clumsy but i didn’t know you were so clumsy you tripped and somehow managed to flip onto your back

oh okay that’s big hank not large henry

okay so we’re bringing back the lightning from episode 6

aand my computer froze

and we’re back

okay i need to cool it with these notes i’m never going to get anywhere if i keep pausing the game every five seconds

the warden’s head is weird

Jesse you thought he wasn’t there and then he turned out to be Vos don’t even try

aww i was the admin’s favorite

wow okay i would say way to go Jack but you’re probably going to get probed now

and it’s froZEN AGAIN

I’m slowing down the notes so i can actually get through the game so there won’t be many notes now sorry

also Jack’s hair is described as “majestic” and i just

We need to get to the burrows

I DON’T LIKT HE SOUND OF THE “MUSH ROOM”

Oh wait it’s a play on “mushroom”

I dont’ want to go to your office mister warden

NO I CAN’T MAKE THIS CHOICE

OKAY FINE MISTER WARDEN NO NEED TO GET HOMICIDAL AGAIN LAST I CHECKED YOU WERE STILL VOICED BY STEVE FROM BLUE’S CLUES

OKAY GEEZ I’LL JOIN YOU ARE YOU HAPPY NOW

I’m so sorry radar

I FEEL SO BAD

Okay but i actually look really good in this uniform

RADAR OH MY NOTCH YOU ARE LITERALLY GOING TO MAKE ME CRY

Oxblood has wheat okay then

I REGRET EVERYTHING WHY DID I DECIDE TO WORK FOR THE WARDEN

Rob reminds me of Samuel from life is strange

Aww you’re welcome little painter

Brick only refers to himself in the third person

BRICK GOT SENT TO THE INSTITUTE FOR NARRATING EVERYTHING OH MY NOTCH

Yes tell me brick

Oh i bet it’s prisoner x

Oh it is

I’M SO SORRY MISTER TATTOOS I HATE BEING AN ASSOCIATE

IS HE GONNA FIRE ME

PLEASE FIRE ME

Oh it’s the sword

It’s my sword

NO IT’S MY SWORD

NO I HATE BEING AN ASSOCIATE FIRE ME FREAKING FIRE ME WARDEN

THE ADMIN IS HERE COME ON

Oh it’s just a recording

Oh shut up no you don’t

WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT PETRA

Radar i am so so sorry

PRISON RADAR

He’s still just a bean

PRISONER X HAS ESCAPED? HECK YEAH BUDDY RIGHT BEHIND YOU

Okay so I was salty about Anthony posting his playthrough early but I legit like his character ingame

Stop referring to yourself in the third person Radar that’s Brick’s thing

I feel like I’m in a horror game this is legit really unsettling

Who loves mooshrooms that much seriously

I saw you being impressive Jesse

HE’S CHEATING

HE’S A CHEATER

HAHA YES

Oh no is he gonna kill it

Oh okay just shear it

No way am i gonna shear it

Oh they’re applauding me

I HATE BEING AN ASSOCIATE

YES I GOT FIRED

NO WAIT PUT THAT MYCELIUM BACK

OH HEY WE’RE MOVING LOWER INTO THE PRIS- *ahem* sorry, “Sunshine Institute”

IT’S LLUNA

YES CAUSE ALL THE TROUBLE I WANT TO BE SENT TO MAXIMUM WiTH HER

Yes Jesse the “Zombiedespair Institute”

Just break the redstone jesse it really isn’t that hard to figure out

AWW FIST BUMPS WITH RADAR

That is suspicious what does the Admin want with all that zombie flesh

Come on stella help me out

Yeah good stella open up to me

Classic stella worried about zombie smell in her hair

Aww of course i’ll help you stella

OH NO PRISONER X ESCAPED AGAIN

Oh no wait it’s just a zombie wave

Frick come on i got the lever and there’s suddenly a conVENIENT ZOMBIE WAVE GREAT TIMING

YES WE GOT IT OPEN

ADMIN PLEASE PUT ME DOWN GO AWAY I HATE YOU

Just kidding i love you

Okay i’m legit about to scream from excitement the Admin is here

PUT

DOWN

YOU

PIECE

CRAP

JACK’S WORRIED ABOUT HIS HUSBAND AWW

PETRA

STOP

THAT

WHAT

ARE

YOU

DOING

PETRA

STOP

PLEASE

IT’S

YOUR

FRIEND

JESSE

STOP

PLEASE

YES JESSE SAVAGE GIVE HIM A TASTE OF HIS OWN MEDICINE

Aww the warden’s eating cake

NO NOT THE WARDEN PLEASE ADMIN NO

Aww mister warden thought the Admin was mad about the cake

Oh okay I thought he was dead he’s just a prisone- sorry, a “guest”

nonononononono

Petra

Please

It’s me

It’s me, Jesse

Don’t do it

You can fight him

Please

Ay i have a sword

I’m not going to use it of course

But cool i have a sword

I am not going to fight her

STOP

PLEASE

ADMIN, SIR, MIGHTY SIR

PLEASE

DON’T HURT HER

HURT ME

TORTURE ME

KILL ME

BUT FOR THE LOVE OF NOTCH

DON’T

TOUCH

HER

SHE DOESN’T WANT TO FIGHT ME BUT HE’S MAKING HER

NOT

GOING

FIGHT

HER

ADMIN

IF YOU’RE GOING TO KILL ME JUST DO IT

I AM NOT

FIGHTING

H E R

OH WE’RE MAKING A PLAN

GOOD PLANS ARE GOOD

I TRUST YOU PETRA

KILL HIM I WANT HIM DEAD

YES

NOO HE POOFED OUR SWORDS

OH SHUT UP GO SCREW A CHICKEN

wow i just said “go screw a chicken”

STOP

STRANGLING

“All I asked you to do is fight your friend to the death-” UM

Oh is he letting Petra go?

K thanks bye

“Guess I’ll just be my own friend now.” oh now i actually feel a little bit bad i’m sorry mister admin

“I’m gonna have LOADS of friends soon!” what mister Admin are you planNING TO ENSLAVE BEACONTOWN

NFONofhoiwahghjv’pJOIGEJAPI;GHIWAKGHKIVOKILDSFHPOWA

HE’S DISGUISED HIMSELF AS ME AND HE’S GONNA TRICK BEACONTOWN NO PLEASE ADMIN STOP I’LL BE YOUR FRIEND I’LL BE YOUR BEST FRIEND BUT PLEASE

DON’T

TOUCH

THEM

He’s his own champion wow

no stella pleASE-

FDHAOI;FJIFOEWHOIHAV

LET

HER

wait

Is she

Is she going to sacrifice herself

“Take care of Lluna for me…” stelLA

NO NOT LUKAS AXEL AND OLIVIA PLEASE

PLEASE

DON’T TOUCH THEM

PLEASE

P L E A S E

please

Stella

Stella you’re our only hope

please

Why are you apologizing Petra

Prisoner X please help us

llunaaaaa

Petra went to Narnia

Petra i would never give up on you you’re my best friend

Beacontown is worried about me they didn’t know if I was alive

crAP STACY AND STAMPY AND NELL AND BOB AND THE FANGIRL

LUKAS AXEL OLIVIA

I need Beacontown to be safe gosh stella please

Wow okay they are really careful about security in Prisoner X’s cell

NO PETRA JACK RADAR

Look at Jack and Nurm being married

It’s like season 1 episode 3 all over again

Kinda fitting actually

Aww i’ll catch you Nurm

Okay lluna is a boss

No traps? No tripwires? Levers? Motion sensors? Okay good

She’s in a straitjacket that’s .. unsettling

She’s got a gag on that’s arguably even worse

She’s actually insane holy crap

SIZZLE SIZZLE SIZZLE

Xara okay

Um maybe I got the idea that you knew how to escape because you’re a fricking legend up in the other levels

Who’s Romeo

What

The Admin’s name is Romeo

Okay sure whatever why not

So if he’s Romeo was Xara like his Juliet or something

I’m sensing a story

What the heck happened “Any enemy of Romeo is a friend of mine”

I haven’t even known her two minutes and I’m already in love with her

I bet she used to be his champion and they were like really close and then she did something by accident and he got mad and put her down there

I have to leave someone

nurm

lluna

I cant tdo this

I cant do this

No no no no no no no

No i’m actually crying

I think i have to leave nurm

But jack

Jack

Jcak

Nurm

Lluna

Will i be able to get them back though

I cant leave them

I cant leave lluna

I cant leave nurm

Nurm

Jack i’m so sorry

Wait what is she doing

shE LEFT ME BEHIND

XARA-

XARA WE WERE HAVING A MOMENT

XARA PLZ

Okay explosions, death, etc. etc.

Nurm i am so so sorry

I will get you back

I will get you back if I have to rip Beacontown to shreds in the process

I swear it

I’m so sorry

I’m so

Sorrry

She ripped off her straitjacket wow okay

Jack

Jaaaack

Jack I did a horrible thing

I’m so so so so so so so so sorry jack oh my notch

Stop with the “worth it” talk we’re having a we miss nurm moment and you’re getting fifth harmony stuck in my head

Can we take the warden with us

Don’t kill the warden please that would be very rude

Jack stop it we are not in a laughing mood

Aww Petra’s so excited about the weapons

frick i just remembered the admin’s name is Romeo

Okay Xara is actually really pretty wow

I am questioning my sexuality

Aww Oxblood and Geoff the mooshroom are back together

IT’S A “SUNSHINE INSTITUTE” MIRACLE RADAR DON’T DRAW ROMEO’S ATTENTION

aw hugz

Well dang Xara it would be nice to have you around in a big crowd

Are we not getting any armor?

Come on Xara give us time to get armor

Hey it’s Samuel- sorry, Rob

Shut up mister warden you’re still voiced by steve from blue’s clues

SHE WAS AN ADMIN?!

THERE WERE MORE THAN ONE

THAT’S WHY THE ADMIN HATES HER

H O L Y C R A P

W H E E Z E

XARA WAS AN ADMIN

I like you, mister warden, but I’m taking Xara with me and you’re not standing in my way. Nooo way. I don’t want to kill you but I will

HE’S ACTUALLY FREAKING INSANE

He’s dead

ROB

wow okay xara go on murdering people left and right

Actually i don’t care he was gonna kill us all

“IT’S COMPLICATED” MY BUTT

So that’s how she lived long enough to be an “old friend” of his

So basically Romeo de-opped Xara

Ahem- pitiful “Sunshine Institute”, Xara. Don’t attract his attention.

I hope I become an admin that would be cool

Yes I really trust her Jack she hates Romeo even more than we do and the enemy of my enemy is my friend you should know that you’re an adventurer

Be brave Radar make them taste your bravery

Wow those Romeo-zombies were surprisingly easy to take down

OOH SPIDER TENNIS FUN

“How many of these things are there?” All of them, Jack

DANG XARA JUST STAB THAT SPIDER WITH THE BACK OF YOUR ARROW

DANG XARA SHOOT THOSE SPIDERS YEAH

is it evident enough that I love Xara already

NONO LLUNA

Nevermind then why was I even worried in the first place

crAP I JUST REMEMBERED NURM

NUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMMMMM

k i’m good

Yes lluna you go spitting those zombies in the face

YES LLUNA JUMP ON THAT SPIDER YES

RADAR

YEAH FIST BUMPS

Yeah i made a shortcut that’s right

Yes she is crazy radar, yes she is

xaRA

XARA ARE WE LOST

XARA FIX THIS PLEASE

Shut your mouth jack she’s been locked up in a tnt room surrounded in lava wearing a straitjacket for notch knows how many years

SHUT UP JACK OH MY NOTCH

Ooh what’s the diamond spire for

Xara you little- get back here

crAP IT’S AN ADMIN GHAST

IT’S SUMMONING MORE ADMIN GHASTS

MORE GHASTS COME ON

THIS THING IS LITERAL NIGHTMARE FUEL WHAT THE HECK

Woah they’re all attacking the admin ghast

I’m gonna fall and die

YEAH JESSE WHOOP WHOOP

YES JESSE QUOTING JACK

THE IMPRESSION

Yes radar we should lend her a hand

Well that was the quickest choice i’ve ever made in a telltale game

LET’S GO FIND HER

Shut up jack

Oh there’s a spider on her back

It’s no problem Xara

A THIRD ADMIN?

Why was his name Fred

Ohhh he’s dead

How did Romeo beat two other Admins all on his own

ohhHHHH

WE’RE GOING BELOW BEDROCK

“We’re not at the bottom of the world! It only appears that way!” WHAT

Jack calm it she used to be a fricking admin she know what she’s doing

Okay bye Jack

Okay I see where he’s coming from but seriously she’s not an admin anymore

What stairs it’s too dark i can’t see any stairs

Oh now i see the stairs

Where are you going jesse follow xara even jack is doing it

FRICK THAT ENDERMAN SCARED ME

Is that it

THAT’S IT??

“You and 59.2% of players agreed to work for the Warden.” i still regret that decision

More players left lluna huh somehow i thought it would be the other way around

Well duh of course i helped xara

THE ORDER HALL

Hey look it’s Romeo the piece of crap himself

NO NOT THE AMULET

Wait what

Who the heck is that

Romeo you are not the gingerbread man

FRICK THE EYES

HOW IS THAT THE END

WHO IS THE TRANSFORMER GUY

WHERE ARE LUKAS AND AXEL AND OLIVIA AND STAMPY AND STACY AND NELL AND BOB AND THE FANGIRL

WHERE’S STELLA

WHAT’S SHE DOING IS SHE COMING UP WITH A PLAN

I NEED ANSWERS

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New York Fashion Week 2017 – NYFW Fashion Designer Recap

Wow, wow, wow. My New York Fashion Week was quite the experience. I swear each Season I get busier and busier with more Shows, appointments, and meetings to attend, but I love and take in every second of it. This was my 5th NYFW, and this season was full of designer fittings, sitting front row for multiple Shows, collaborating with amazing and talented photographers, and reuniting with my best blogger friends.

Note:

I’m sorry I was so delayed in recapping, but I have a special reason for it. I’ve decided to go full-time “me” and left my full-time job right before NYFW. So, I am now a full-time blogger/model/singer/ME! It has been so crazy getting into the hang of things and adjusting, and with NYFW happening simultaneously, I’ve barely had time and the strength to hold myself together! But, don’t worry – I will explain the transition of this monumental period after I finish recapping all of NYFW, so stay tuned for the next few posts!

I am also working on making this beautiful Youtube recap of my entire New York Fashion Week, so definitely keep your eyes peeled for that!!

Anywhossss, I want to use this blog post to highlight some of my favorite designers of this Season:

Noon By Noor

Noon By Noor is always one of the more pleasant shows to see because of the soft lines and silhouettes, and light colors. This collection had plenty of white and pink, and a consistent, drape-y, night-gown-y feel. The first time I saw Noon by Noor, I remember saying to myself, “Wow, I can really see a lot of people wearing this without question!” This season, Noon by Noor more or less kept the same silhouettes that they’re famously known for, but they decided to add a bit more flare. Elements of masculinity with tailored cuts and bolder colors swept the runway. In addition to the usual pink and soft whites, there were bright reds, blacks and ladybug patterns! Designers Shaikha Noor Rashid Al Khalifa and Shaikha Haya Mohamed Al Khalifa sure gave me and the audience a nice surprise from the usual quiet and quaint tone of their line.

Photo Credit: Linda Gaunt Communications

Tadashi Shoji

Legit, Tadashi is ALWAYS the show I look forward to EVERY season. His dresses are always stupendous and beautifully crafted. His collection this year was filled with luxurious and bohemian vibes. Keeping true to his famous floral patterns and lacey intricacies, Tadashi crafted his pieces with bright, gemstone colors – ruby reds, emerald greens, yellows, and blues. With each model’s step, the audience was drawn in closer and closer to the wanderlust feels of the intimate world of artists, musicians, and Bohemians. The collection reminded me of a more sophisticated and elevated version of Coachella style vibes. It was as if the models consisted of most elite of the Southern Californians and were attending grand ballroom event right off the Runway.

Photo Credit: Linda Gaunt Communications

Bibhu Mohapatra

This Season was the first time I’ve ever been to Bibhu Mohapatra’s show. The line outside was extremely long and people were waiting for almost an hour to get in! I couldn’t wait to see what all the fuss was about. As I took my seat and the models started walking down the runway, I was in awe at how breathtaking the pieces were. Drawing a lot of inspiration from traditional Eastern Asia, the dresses and garments were made with both graceful and strong elements of lace, silk, geometric designs, and high-collars. This was definitely one of my favorite collections this Season to see.

Bibhu and the Team

Photo Credit: Vogue

Son Jung Wan

This is probably my 3rd time seeing Son Jung Wan after witnessing her first Show at NYFW. I am not exaggerating when I say this woman has TALENT – every Show I go to takes my breath away. This Season, there were a lot of vibrant and bright colors: bright pinks, blues, emerald greens, whites, and beiges. Every piece that walked down on each model was absolutely stunning – I want ALL of her clothes in my closet! Not to mention, I was sitting front row right across Kelly Rutherford so that was a nice surprise too. I think Kelly and Son Jung Wan are bffies because at the end, Kelly personally got up and gave her flowers to congratulate her. What a friend to have! *Gossip Girl fan over here fan-girling*

Photo Credit: Deborah Hughes

Phillip Plein

Wow, oh wow. What I have to say about this Show! THOUSANDS of people lined up outside the Hammerstein Ballroom to see Philipp Plein’s second American Show. Bouncers turned many anxious attendees away at the door because the entire multi-level ballroom was at capacity! It was nuts! It was definitely the Show of the Season to attend and everyone wanted to go because not only was it followed by an after-party, but there were a lot of celebrity appearances and performances. Before the Show started, Nicki Minaj was escorted with her bodyguards to her table off the stage. NBD. Then, the famous burlesque queen, Dita Von Teese, opened the event by dancing in a very large champagne glass, splashing anyone in her way (literally). Next came Teyana Taylor who came strutting ALL of her dancing little booty down the runway. It really seemed like Philipp had a huge chunk of change to throw around since he had famous models like Adriana Lima and Irina Shayk walk down the runway. Other notable models were Jasmine Sanders (@goldenbarbie). Then, while the models were walking, rapper Future performed and the whole crowd was having a blast and dancing in their seats.

Now, to talk about the actual fashion part. Well, hrm. Where do I start? Everything revolved around bondage and BDSM-inspired fashion. This was definitely an event not meant to be seen by kids. Occasionally, there were graphic tees with cartoon characters on it, but maybe it was because Philipp tried to subdue the “adult” factor in the show. That hardly worked though if that was his intention. Overall, this Show more seemed like one for a rebellious cry of attention and Press rather than the appreciation of fashion. It certainly wasn’t my taste, but I’m sure it touched the hearts of others outside my tasteful sphere.

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BDSM-inspired

Jasmine Sanders

Teyana Taylor

Photo Credit: WWD

Dan Liu

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful! Not only was I able to sit front row, but I was also honored with being able to wear one of his pieces to the Show…AND I got to personally met Dan Liu backstage, shake his hand, and take a photo with him. (Here’s some Press proof for ya taken by a famous international photographer). In his collection, there were lots of pretty and pastel blues, whites, pinks, and gorgeous lacework that filled the runway. I remember when I first saw Dan Liu, I noticed a lot of his dresses were very simple in silhouettes, colors, and fabrics. Two seasons later, it seemed like he was beginning to step out of his comfort zone and really try to express more of his inner passion upon his pieces. This fact was accentuated by the last model, who wore a simple all-white dress, but carried a large dream catcher with Peacock feathers on it – almost symbolizing the natural serenity that his line brought. Bravo, Dan Liu!

Dan Liu

Photo Credit: Riviere Agency/Fashion Week Online

Photo Credit: Robbie Bulilan

Leanne Marshall

Obsessed! Can I please have all her gorgeous dresses? This was another Show that I was blessed with wearing the designer’s pieces and was invited to sit front row. I took my little spin on her otherwise feminine dresses, and I want to show you guys, so I’ll follow up with an outfit post soon! Anyways, Leanne took the runway with bright, statement colors such as teals, yellows, neon pinks, and bright oranges. I personally do not wear bright colors because my skin tone does not fare well with those hues, but Leanne Marshall now has me thinking otherwise! I also love the fact that there was representation of all shapes and sizes down the runway.

Photo Credit: Riviere Agency/Fashion Week Online

Jarel Zhang

“Whoa…” was my initial reaction when the first model walked during Jarel Zhang’s Show. As I was going to my seat in front row, I found myself needing to step around construction signs and traffic cones to clear the way. I was utterly confused, but intrigued. When the first models started walking, I was thinking to myself, “what the heck is going on with this construction worker-inspired clothing?” And “who in the world would wear this?” But, I am one to try to never be quick to judge, so I locked my thoughts away and silently watched the rest of the show. As the show went on, I noticed that the designer actually had something bold to say with his line. Every piece felt strong, fierce, and edgy. The oversized garments had a purposeful, androgynous figure to them and they were constructed with fabrics such as plastic, waterproof rain jacket material, and heavy-duty zippers. It’s almost as if the designer took silhouettes normally found in androgynous styles, and challenged them with rebellious material. Brilliant.

Photo Credit: Riviere Agency/Fashion Week Online

Addition Elle

It was so awesome to see the abundance of plus size models on the runways this Season. Addition Elle, being a leader in the Canadian plus size market, was one of the great Shows that celebrated the beauty of Plus size wear and models. The stunning Ashley Graham opened and closed the Show by wearing her gorgeous lingerie Iines, Purple Rain and Ritz, while social media star and model, Jordyn Wood, debuted her Love & Legend collection. The looks were very playful, sporty, and sexy. It was the Season to applaud all shapes and sizes, and Addition Elle demonstrated that beautifully with their Show. One shirt strongly stated, “Labels Are For Clothes Only,” and I completely agree.

Ashley Grahm

Photo Credit: FWO

Hakan Akkaya

What a show! Hakan Akkaya killed it again this season with their edgy appeal and daring looks. I invited my Turkish friend because she’s a huge fan of his work, and we both absolutely loved the show (and got gift bags)! I could see myself wearing a lot of the Hakan’s pieces since my style is very edgy but classy as well. Apparently there were some famous Turkish models walking down the runway too. The ending of the Show truly made a statement: the troop of models stormed the runway all at once as if they were a mob ready to take over the world.

Photo Credit: The Bite Mag, Fashion Fad, New York Style Guide, Entertainment World

Fashion Palette

Fashion Palette is always THE Show you want to make sure you see. Showcasing many amazing Australian designers, Fashion Palette has made their mark on U.S. soil for the 5th Season. I was so happy when I was invited to wear one of their pieces to the Show! I wore this beautiful Elliatt dress that I will you show you guys soon in an upcoming outfit post. All of the designers had such striking and wearable designs and accessories. The designers that showed were: Ashlee Lauren, Bronx & Banco, Elliatt, Flare Street, Haus of Song, MB The Label, Sabo Luxe, and Torrance. Ashlee Lauren gave the audience something different this season and killed it with her individual crown and head pieces – it kind of makes me wonder why I don’t have any of her pieces in my closet! In terms of ready-to-wear, I really could not pick my favorite designer because I honestly loved everything and could see myself wearing everything! I’m going to let photos speak louder than words, so I included my favorite pieces from each designer. I wish the best of luck to these Australian designers making their footprint in America because they deserve to be known!

Ashlee Lauren headpieces

Bronx and Banco

Elliatt

Flare Street

Haus of Song

Sabo Luxe

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Torrance

Photo Credit: Riviere Agency

Zang Toi

Zang Toi left me in awe. It was my first time attending his Show, and I can definitely say I am attending every season that he allows me to sit! With Asian and Malaysian inspiration sewn into the fabrics, design, and color, it was certainly a striking collection. A lot of his pieces this year were for catered to high-fashion evening wear, gowns, and dresses. I’d love to wear his pieces to a gala or some sort of red carpet event. I enjoyed how he chose a consistent color palette throughout with baby blues, greens, whites, blacks, and grays – it really tied together the entire collection.

Photo Credit: WWD

Marcel Ostertag

I’m normally not a fan of bugs, but Marcel sure had a way to make them look cute! The insect prints brought yet another touch of differentiation on top of the disco era vibe I was getting from his collection. Never have I thought that the colors orange, green, and brown would ever go well together. Quite frankly, the color combo reminds me of a pumpkin, but somehow he pulled it off! Marcel brilliantly added shimmer, structure, and hippie accessories to complete each look – it was marvelous. I’m really curious to see what he has up his sleeve next season!

Photo Credit: Bromley Group

Jia Liu

I will never ever forget Jia Liu’s show. It was so unforgettable and adorable as there were kid models walking down the runway who were just so scrumptious! I almost missed the Show because I had to run to the bathroom right beforehand, and I barely got to my front row seat in time. And boy, was the hard work scrambling to my seat worth it! Everybody in the audience was smiling because both the adult and kid models looked like they were having such a great time. The fashion was very interesting, too. The designer took literal inspiration from The Emoji Movie and screen-printed the images onto tailored suits, sporty dresses, and streetwear. The collection overall was very fun, friendly, and whimsical. This was probably the perfect show to conclude NYFW as it was so memorable in fashion and performance.

Photographer Credit: Getty Images

Well, that’s a wrap! I have finally finished my NYFW September 2017 designer recap! Hope you all enjoyed my takeaways and stay tuned for an outfit recap coming your way.

Xoxo,

Kasey

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