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pudgy-planets · 1 year

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“Ryunnosuke, Ryunnosuke! Come on~!! We’ve still gotta visit all the Taiwanese and American food trucks before the festival ends~!”

The blue-skinned basketball player happily pulled their brooding boyfriend along Mugen’s expansive, tiled courtyard. Uproarious chatter of numerous students flooded the couple’s ears and scintillating aromas from booths, stands, and trucks alike filled their noses.

The scents alone were enough for Hae-Won to maintain a speedy momentum amidst the ocean of a crowd, creating an exceptionally wide berth for herself in the process.

“H-hang on, Won-Ton! They’re not going anywhere anytime soon. We just finished testing the French and Mexican, you’re gonna give yourself a stomach ache if you keep moving this fast…”

The normally reserved and scrupulous artist called out, struggling to keep up with Hae-Won’s swift stride. Briefly, he cursed his biology giving him short legs and failing to keep his self-promises of routine exercise. But he couldn’t stay annoyed for long, not with a radiant ball of sunshine like his beloved shimmying in front of him~

“I’d power through any stomachache or inconveniences if it means spending the day with you, Dragon Breath~ Y’know, I’m not stopping you from riding on my butt! It’s the best seat in the house~!”

Hae-Won teased in a sing-song voice, grinding to a halt from her initial dash like a relentless bullet train upon reaching her destination: a Korean food truck with all sorts of traditional and fusion inspired dishes.

An almost childlike joy illuminated the girl’s face. Just gazing upon the menu itself reminded her of her homeland. She hadn’t had a good meal like this in ages~!

“Hmm… All this stuff looks amazing! It’s so hard to choose just one dish or entree… the desserts are scrumptious looking too… We’ll take two of everything!”

“Fun as that sounds, I’d rather get my steps in- OOMPH-”

Ryunnosuke’s tangent was cut comically short from ramming straight into his girlfriend’s generous, supple rear. A pair of blubbery globes soft and tempting enough to bury your face in between with no intentions of leaving.

He’d quickly dislodge his face from between in time to overhear Hae-Won’s request, retorting before the befuddled chef responded.

“Oi. You heard the lady, two of everything and make it snappy. You’ll put nothing but your best effort forth, lest we tack on another full house order of food.”

A stern glare from the shorter boy while cute, was intimidating enough to dissuade any further comments. The customer was always right… usually.

“Snrk. You know you didn’t have to do all that for me, dork-a-saurus. Not that I’m being ungrateful. Now who’s worried about little old me suffering some tummy troubles~?”

A loving tease, one Hae-Won casually tossed as she sat upon the nearby bench. Close enough that she didn’t have to waddle too far… and within Ryunnosuke’s sight to make sure everything to the finest, intricate details were perfect with their order.

The poor wooden framed and steel reinforced public seat groaned upon her sitting down, creaking further with each shift of her voluminous hips, leaving a small slither where Ryunnosuke could comfortably sit.

“I wish Maki could join us, but I’m sure she and Himi-Chan are having plenty of fun with the belly-dancing routine~ We should pop by after we finish here.”

“I’m the one who invited you, right~? It’s only logical if my main focus is making sure you have a great time today, Wonnie~ Not gonna let some moron impede on our truck hopping spree.”

He’d remark with a rare grin, sitting comfortably against Hae-Won’s curvy sides, gently snuggling into them. He’d whip out his phone and slide to the camera function, putting himself and his girlfriend into the panoramic frame.

“If we can’t drop by for an unexpected visit, why don’t we give her some inspiration for the afternoon~? Love you, babe~”

SNAP!

#muse: hae won #muse: ryunnosuke

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seddm · 5 years

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Star Vs The Forces of Evil AMA

A list of the most important or interesting things from the AMA on Reddit from yesterday. The questions were answered by Daron Nefcy (show’s creator), Dominic Bisignano and Aaron Hammersley (writers, supervising producers), and Adam McArthur (Marco’s voice actor).

“I'm not sure what Star and Marco's future looks like but I know they are very much in love now.” the most important of quotes.

When asked if Starco was planned from the beginning Daron simply said “It was planned. We never did anything just because we got pressure from fans” in one answer, and “I did have it planned for some time“ in another one.

Daron wanted for Star and Marco to make mistake and date other people before finally finding each other to grow from those experiences, the “messy” nature of relationships in the show having been on purpose to treat them as real teenagers.

The Severing Stone did break a curse, but the curse was never the reason behind Star and Marco’s feelings. Breaking it simply allowed them to start realizing that their feelings had nothing to do with it (which implies placebo effect as the only actual impact of it in that regard).

Aaron Hammersley thinks that Star liked Marco since the beginning, but feelings started growing after the Blood Moon ball.

Right now there are no plans for more books, comics, or DVD sets, but Daron would like to work again with Star if Disney ever wanted more.

Ever since they got renewed for a 4th season they knew it would have been the last one, and set out to write an ending for it. Daron is very satisfied by the ending they wrote and said this about its open nature: My goal was to create a satisfying ending that still left room for more. I feel like it’s in the DNA of the universe to solve one problem but create another. That’s Star Butterfly! I know it may not have been satisfying for everyone, but I hope it inspires a lot of fan fiction and drawings. I didn’t want to solve everything and leave the fans nothing to play with! Plus, if I ever got to do more with Star I want something to play with.

Toffee was a historian and researched the Butterfly family and their magic like no one before. The skull pauldrons in Moon the Undaunted were from family members of the royal court he killed (so the cheekmarks were just intimidation / “rule of cool”).

Meteora’s rebirth was all Eclipsa’s doing, but she didn’t know if the spell would have worked or not, that’s why she was initially in tears.

Seth has been dead for a long time, and he was put in the book just to have some supplemental elements for the show’s world, without ever having intentions to use him in the series.

Tom still has his fire-travelling powers, since they’re inherent to being a demon.

Ponyheads evolved out of their bodies thousands of years ago. Princess Pony Head’s mother is dead (not as a result of magic being gone, she was already dead).

Ludo stole the tadpoles from an orphanage.

Omnitraxius was just a “middleman to accessing the Multiverse”, so his death doesn’t affect the structure of alternate realities.

According to Daron Starfan13′s real name is Amanda Jacobs, according to Adam it’s Deborah Perla.

The hardest episodes to write are those where they need to get to a specific plot point, and they need a story to introduce it in a natural feeling way.

Earth and Mewni are the only dimensions that got cleaved together.

Doop-Doop is gone, but the laser puppies are regular puppies now.

Daron sees the Blood Moon magic as both a curse and a blessing, but didn’t provide any further explanation for Eclipsa’s father’s portrait talking to Marco beyond “magic”.

Warnicorns are unicorns who feed on the blood of their enemies.

Among the episodes that didn’t end up becoming a thing Daron mentioned one about Skullnick dating a monster, and one about Rafael’s job (he’s an artist).

Daron confirmed that the first Mewman settlers were indeed humans who fell through the Magic Well in Echo Creek.

They tried writing an episode about Monster Arm’s return several times, but they could never make it work. Daron believes that it might still be inside Marco, and might come back one day (doesn’t really make any sense given magic’s destruction but hey who am I to question The Daron). According to Adam it makes his immune system stronger.

Daron wouldn’t want to do a crossover episode.

Toffee genuinely believed he had won until, and I quote, “he got his face blasted”. So he didn’t really know how all turns out. But they still wanted to end the show with magic’s destruction as a way to pay him homage. So he wasn’t right all along, but he also was.

Star and Ludo are totally going to play basketball together, eventually.

Between The Cure and The Smiths Marco would absolutely like the latter more, according to Daron; according to Bisignano he’d like the Bauhaus.

Dominic Bisignano (writer, supervising producer, storyboarder, director) would have liked for the show to have more slow paced episodes, with less jokes and less self contained story lines, to better explore the characters.

Erik did turn back to normal with magic’s destruction, but he has “the painful memory of having been a squirreltoad”.

The Realm of Magic is very sensitive and people aren’t supposed to be there, that’s why Moon washing her “wounds” in it was enough to throw everything off balance.

Star on Wheels was inspired by Daron falling in a lake as a kid as a result of not being able to brake on her bike; Lake House Fever by Hammersley’s experience of being snowed in a cabin with his wife (then girlfriend) and her parents.

Marco’s cheekmarks were just due to his exposure to magic, and weren’t connected to the Blood Moon.

Star would love Pringles, but they do upset her stomach.

Easter egg in Cheer Up Star: in Rafael’s shack a painting by Van Gogh that has been stolen and never found again can be seen on a shelf. So he either drew a replica, or he’s the one who stole it.

ANSWERS BY ADAM

(I’m making a separate section for these because it’s harder to tell whether what he says is canon or not, since Adam wasn’t involved with the show’s writing)

Nachos is still with Marco.

Marco still has his Princess Turdina outfit.

Father Time is still fine, since he wasn’t a magical creature (obviously, or the Universe would be kinda done...).

When asked about what he imagines Marco doing after the finale, he answered “hopefully supporting Star in whatever she's doing, as well as still using those butt-kicking skills he developed in the Neverzone!”.

Ludo got his goons by bullying them into submission.

Just gonna post a screen for this answer about Brunzetta because it seems a bit “wishy washy” and phrasing is important to convey that.

Adam thinks that Marco might have worked with Janna, if he hadn’t gotten together with Star.

Gustav was measuring the Diazes in their sleep (in The Other Exchange Student) to make them custom alpaca wool sweaters.

According to Adam Dave (Tom’s father) was just a regular Mewman who worked as a barista at the coffee shop Lady Lucitor frequented. She tipped well and he fell in love.

Toffee called Marco a disappointment in Storm the Castle because he thought he’d have been more of an adversary.

#star vs the forces of evil #svtfoe #starco

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fancymuffinparty · 7 years

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A Foolproof Plan

Rating: G -T; for comic mischief.

Pairing: EreAni, Eren x Annie. Hints of other pairings.

Summary: How would Annie Leonhart ask her date to the Sadie Hawkin’s Dance? Here’s how! (No guarantees that it will all go smoothly… especially when your friends are idiots.)

Word Count: 1678

A/N: I love the RBA trio. Btw, this is slightly crack lol. That is all.

“Have you asked anyone to Sadies yet?”

If Annie Leonhart had to hear that question one more time…

Shiganshina High School’s Annual Sadie Hawkins’ Dance was but a week away.

All of her buddies had successfully asked their dates. Sasha was going with Connie, asking him after one particularly heated night of karaoke. Mikasa and Armin were going as friends, the crafty usage of a fortune cookie ultimately sealing the deal. Krista asked Reiner before first period with the help of a few others, each wearing t-shirts spelling out: S-A-D-I-E-S-?

Krista insisted on being the question mark.

Ymir coerced Bertolt using a charming combination of cleverly arranged Hershey’s kisses and brute force, putting on a show for everyone after his basketball game.

Someone managed to record the entire spectacle and upload it on YouTube. The video had over a hundred thousand hits last time Bertolt checked, lowkey dying of embarrassment but happy to have a date to the dance nonetheless.

At first, Annie was unsure if she even wanted to go, but her friends just wouldn’t give her a break.

“Come on, Annie!”

“Don’t be lame!”

“You have to go!”

The crew continued egging her on for the next couple days, reminding her that her crush had yet to be asked.

“I heard Eren doesn’t have a date yet.”

“You should ask him.”

“Do it!”

Annie was surprised Eren hadn’t been asked by anyone. When she mulled it over, the hints he kept dropping her at lunch made it seem as though he was waiting for her to ask him.

Hints within the realm of: “Wow, it sucks that I haven’t been asked to Sadies yet!”

And: “So I heard you haven’t asked anyone yet, Annie. Interesting…”

The real kicker: “Just so you know, Annie, I’m not doing anything Friday. Huh. That’s funny. Friday just so happens to be Sadies! What a coincidence, right?!”

Okay, okay. It was pretty obvious what he was trying to convey.

But how was Annie Leonhart going to play this out?

Everyone else had asked their dates in such cute and clever ways.

Mikasa practically went out of her way to ask Armin! A fortune cookie with the proposal written on the little piece of paper inside. A fortune cookie! A fortune cookie? Like, who does that?!

Sasha went all out with her Karaoke plan, stealing Connie’s heart by crooning away with songs like ‘Baby Come Back,’ and ‘Do Ya Think I’m Sexy.’

Krista had planned her proposal weeks in advance, ordering the special-made t-shirts ahead of time.

Ymir was going to be hard to top. No doubt, she made Bertolt an offer he couldn’t refuse, given her persuasive methods. It’s hard to say ‘no’ when a hottie with more sass than freaking Deadpool has you in a near chokehold and throws Hershey’s (and then literal) kisses all over your face.

In front of everyone at a varsity basketball game.

Annie was never the super competitive type, but she didn’t want to seem lazy either.

She couldn’t let her friends show her up, especially since it was their senior year.

It was do or die. Now or never. All or nothing.

This was it. Today was the day.

Annie Leonhart was ready to ask Eren Jaeger to the Sadie Hawkin’s Dance!

The only thing left for her to do was to time this out right. For now, she’d have to be quiet and remain perfectly still.

With the help of Reiner and Bertolt, she devised a foolproof plan, needing only a large cardboard box and a bag of gumballs.

Said bag of gumballs were in her hands. As for Annie, she was hiding in the giant cardboard box, carried delicately by Bertolt and Reiner as though they were handling a sort of ‘package.’ Seeing as how she only weighed around one hundred and ten pounds, she may as well have been a feather; no match for the muscular arms of her assistants.

The plan was for Reiner and Bertolt to ‘deliver’ the box containing the petite Annie to Eren’s house and from there, before Eren could open it- Booyah!

She’d burst open from the inside and surprise him!

Such a genius, she was!

Annie could make out a few distinct sounds from her position inside the box, readying herself mentally when she heard Reiner ring the doorbell to Eren’s house.

The door opened, followed by a slightly audible conversation.

“Reiner? Bertolt?” Eren looked back and forth between the two in confusion. “What are you guys doing here?”

Bertolt was sweating nervously, as usual. Reiner had the biggest shit-eating grin plastered on his face.

“Special delivery for Eren Jaeger.” Reiner had one hell of a hard time suppressing a hearty laugh. It was making his stomach hurt. His lungs especially needed the release.

Eren raised a brow as the two gently lowered the ‘package’ to the ground.

“What’s this all about?” Eren asked.

Bertolt began stuttering. Reiner took a step back.

“Why don’t you open it?” Reiner clapped his hands together, figuring that was a good enough cue for Annie. He wanted to see how the rest would play out

“Uh… okay.” Eren shrugged.

Before he could move to try and open his package, he was taken aback when the box started… moving.

Inside the box, poor Annie began worrying. Why couldn’t she jump out in a glorious blaze like she’d seen in the movies?

Shit, she thought. I can’t get out!

“Guys,” Eren stammered, “is there something… inside the box?”

His question went unanswered as Reiner’s eyes widened in horror. “Bertolt… when I said ‘use the glue on the kitchen counter,’ you didn’t happen to reach for the yellow bottle, did you? The one with the missing label?”

Bertolt nodded. “Uhh… well… yeah. I used that one”

“That was super glue, Bertolt!” Reiner shouted in agony. “Shit!”

“Oh, no!” Bertolt gasped.

Eren grimaced. “So, how the hell am I gonna get this thing open?!” The box kept jumbling around. Whatever, or whoever, was inside seemed desperate to get out. “And who the hell uses super glue instead of ya know, TAPE, to seal a package?!”

“We ran out of tape! Look, there’s no time to explain, Eren! We gotta get it open!” Reiner hastily picked up the box and tried frantically to pry it open with no more than his bare hands.

“I don’t think that’ll work, Reiner!” Bertolt implored the blond beast to settle it carefully on the front lawn and then quickly said a prayer. “Forgive me, Annie.” He whispered.

To the horror of those in his presence, he began kicking the sides of the box in an effort to weaken its construct.

“What the hell?!” Eren gasped.

“Bertolt! No!” Reiner ran to stop his friend from continuing. “That’s not how we’ll get it open.” Reiner rolled up his sleeves. “This is how we’ll get it open.”

With that, he began punching the top of the hefty cardboard box, with the intention of doling out enough damage to free the enslaved Annie from the package’s restraints.

Eren could only watch in shock, frozen where he stood like a deer in a headlight.

He came to his senses when he heard something inside squeal in distress.

“Stop!” Eren dashed over to stop the idiots from causing any further damage. “Didn’t you hear that just now? It made a noise!”

“It did?” Bertolt and Reiner asked in unison.

Eren paused for a moment and sighed. “This isn’t some kind of prank, right?” The chances of them messing with him were high, but the concerned looks on their faces appeared genuine.

When both giants shook their heads, Eren exhaled sharply and began walking to his garage.

“This thing is indestructible. I’m gonna go grab my dad’s chainsaw.”

Bertolt and Reiner nearly choked at his suggestion.

“You can’t be serious!” They cried out in sheer defeat.

“What choice do we have?!”

Just when all hope seemed lost, the box rumbled and jumbled around, like a volcano about to erupt.

Though the boys had no way of knowing what was happening, it wouldn’t be long before all their worries could be cast aside. Thankfully.

Annie, by the grace of gods above, hadn’t been harmed by the barbaric acts of her friends in their attempts at freeing her. She had been placed in the box with loads of bubblewrap and crinkle-cut paper as a means of cushioning her inside.

As a fall back plan, she had brought a special ring gifted to her from her father; a ring with a small sharp folding blade sheathed within.

Using the blade, she began methodically tearing away, finally managing to free herself after a few swipes.

Annie burst out of the box and stood up victoriously. After briefly dusting her knees, she reached for the bag of gumballs at her feet and made her way over to where Eren was standing.

All three boys were at a loss for words, watching her as though she had just risen from the grave.

“Here.” She handed Eren the gumballs nonchalantly, like the last few minutes never happened. “Open it.”

“Annie…” Eren couldn’t formulate a proper sentence, voice emptily trailing off.

Bertolt suddenly lost consciousness and fainted, to which Reiner gathered him in his arms to catch his fall. He fanned away at Bertolt, casually offering words of encouragement while trying not to laugh.

“Calm down,” he sighed. “Everything turned out all right.”

In another setting, Eren had hurriedly opened the bag of gumballs and fished out a small note inside.

The note read; I finally have the balls to ask you to Sadies.

Awh! Such neat hand-writing, too!

Eren smiled and looked back at Annie, pulling her in for a hug.

“Took you long enough,” he said, squeezing her tight.

Annie smirked, completely satisfied.

Although her plan hadn’t quite worked out the way she had intended, it was certainly one for the books.

Who else could say their date was about to use a chainsaw to free them from being stuffed inside a box?

Suffice to say, she definitely outshined all her friends- and even managed to surprise herself.

#ereani #ereannie #ereani fanfic #mywriting #ereani fanfiction #ereannie fanfic #ereannie fanfiction

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candyunicornsateme · 7 years

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The Third Shot

Prompt: Rainstorm

Word count: 2,281

Rating: T

This is my very belated drabble for the first prompt of the @spdrabblebomb ! A lighthearted k2 story. It was fun ; v ;

Spring was, by far, one of Kyle’s favorite seasons. There was something about the disappearance of the dirty, slushy aftermath of winter and feeling of warm air that was so incredibly refreshing, and this was marked by being able to play basketball out on the court again. The air was completely different, and he loved the change. Playing in the stuffy gym was one thing, but the court by the park felt far more liberating, and definitely more sentimental, to Kyle.

They had played around casually for some time, jackets off and throwing jokes seemingly more often than they actually shot for the hoop. Before long Stan left early, saying glumly that he had a lot of work to catch up on before their last semester came to a close. Stan had an unfortunate tendency to procrastinate on his work, even despite Kyle’s help at times. That left Kenny to be the only one left to toss the ball to. Kenny still didn’t always talk much, but in the recent year he’d sprouted up – wider shoulders and lankier legs. Kyle welcomed the slight added challenge of playing against him a bit.

Their shoes scuffled against the worn concrete as they took turns handling the ball, but Kenny certainly wasn’t trying too hard, or rather Kyle found himself a little too into the satisfaction of making a shot right over Kenny’s blond head. Kyle told himself it was also this love for the game that made him not notice the changing sky, rather than it being that nervous tension that always settled back in his chest around Kenny’s quiet gaze. Either way, the nearly clear day had become split by clouds, which were now rolling in from the east, thick, dark, and quickly veiling the sunlight in a short few minutes.

Kyle felt the first droplets of rain fall onto his face and looked up, resting the basketball against his hip. “Aw shit,” he said with dread in his voice, finding the dark storm clouds looming over the court, having brought with them that airy, dewy rain smell. It looked like it was about to be one of those abrupt spring downpours. This he was not prepared for, and worry pinched his brows.

“Damn. It’s gonna pour.” Kenny uttered while staring up at the undulating clouds, and just like that it started coming down just as suddenly as it had appeared. Their game was over. “We should go, dude.”

“Uh, yeah…” Kyle made eye contact with Kenny a moment before they headed over to the bench to grab their jackets and backpacks.

If there was one thing Kyle did not look forward to every spring, it was definitely spikes in humidity and rain. As anyone with even mildly thick or curly hair would know, those two things were a recipe for impending frizz and even more unmanageable, curling wisps of hair that just will not stay out of your face. Kyle was already starting to fret about it as they both headed to the sidewalk, pulling on his jacket and realizing he had neither a hood nor his hat. Today of all days he didn’t bother bringing his hat, and now it was going to downpour. Of course.

The droplets hit the pavement faster and faster, coloring the once dry ground and slowly soaking everything. Kyle ducked his head as he and Kenny began picking up the pace down the sidewalk towards their neighborhood, already feeling his hair getting pelted with raindrops. It sucked as it was to get drenched in a shower, but becoming a potential frizzball was really bothersome. He didn’t want to be seen looking like an awkward, frizzy mess, even around his friends. He hated it, but luckily they’ll probably part ways and rush home soon.

Kyle felt something land on his head then, looking and seeing that Kenny had plopped the hood of his large parka onto him. Kenny must have noticed how he was trying not to get his head wet and decided to drape his only source of cover onto him instead. Somehow the gesture made Kyle feel more guilty than anything else, as if somehow he was taking Kenny for granted. Maybe he was, in a way… He usually ended up spending the least amount of time with him, sometimes avoiding even his gaze. Even today Kyle was glad Stan left early and left them to play alone, left them to get the chance to have some jokes of their own. Kenny had made a lot of small efforts to hang out more, to show he liked being around him – some fairly bold efforts even, Kyle hesitated to think. He gazed intently at Kenny’s face as they walked briskly against the rain, wondering what exactly went through Kenny’s mind, what exactly did Kenny even think of him when his silence was so palpable and lingering, when it left Kyle hanging for something.

“Don’t worry, I don’t mind gettin’ wet,” Kenny assured then, making Kyle blink and find that Kenny was giving him a modest, if not humored, little grin. “But if you want, I could hold ya up over my head and your ass would be pretty good cover.”

Kyle made a face and shook his head, tearing away his stare and focusing back ahead of them. “Oh my god. Don’t be ridiculous,” he deadpanned, pulling forward the brim of Kenny’s hood to keep it from slipping back, though the playful suggestion still made the corners of his lips curl up. His response made Kenny breathe out a short chortle.

“Well we’d both be covered wouldn’t we?”

“Let’s just head to my house,” Kyle decided, ignoring the lightheartedness to Kenny’s words and any potential logic they could ever have. “It’s closer, and then you can just wait until the rain calms down before heading home.” The least he could do now was save Kenny the trouble of having to go another few blocks down to his own house in the pouring rain. After all, at this point it was coming down hard; the town was completely overcast with heavy, grey clouds and the storm was practically torrential. Besides, Kenny’s parka might’ve just saved his hair anyways.

At the sight of Kyle’s house finally coming into view, they just went for a full-out jog for the door, the rain cold and pelting their faces, as the wind picked up and thunder rumbled in the distance. Kyle opened the front door and they hurried inside, grumbling out a few curses but relieved to be out of the rainstorm.

They stood there in the abrupt silence that followed and looked at each other, both soaked and breathing heavy.

“We got totally pissed on,” Kenny stated, looking to Kyle with his arms slightly held out as if to show off how he was, in fact, dripping wet. Water droplets ran down Kenny’s arms, t-shirt soaked and hair darkened, clinging to his face. Of course having sacrificed his jacket, he was completely exposed.

“That’s one way of putting it,” Kyle said, amused by Kenny’s usual phrasing, finding it odd how when wet, Kenny’s features appeared much more pointed, flattering. He cleared his throat, shrugging underneath the weight of Kenny’s damp parka still hanging on his body while he walked into the living room. Kyle let his bag slip off his shoulder onto the floor near the couch before surveying around the room and kitchen doorway for signs of his family. They probably took a trip to the store. “I don’t think my parents are home right now. You can just run upstairs and grab a towel, or something, if you need it…”

“Alright,” Kenny uttered, his voice seeming lower, before he then brought his attention to the stairs.

Kyle stepped toward the living room window, where the rain pattered the glass in rhythm, and put his hand to the top of his head. He could feel that Kenny’s parka had grown heavier, but though it seemed to keep him drier than his counterpart, Kyle could already feel that Kenny’s hood didn’t do him much justice anyways. Unfortunately the worn, fur-trimmed brim did not save his hair entirely from the water, and he could feel his bangs already sticking to his forehead, curling up uncomfortably with the heat of his skin and dryness of the house. Kyle frowned, knowing they would dry quickly and begin to stand up at awkward, untamable angles. Pushing down the hood with something of a frustrated sigh, he tried futilely to adjust his hair with the back of his hand.

“Something wrong?”

Kyle turned his head to see Kenny hadn’t gone upstairs but wandered into the living room instead. In that moment Kyle grew increasingly more self-conscious about the state of his hair, keeping his hand up and brushing at the front of it awkwardly. He had hoped Kenny would have maybe disappeared upstairs long enough for him to quick find his hat or manage the unruliness somehow. “Uh – no I’m fine. It’s nothing.”

Kenny stood there still dripping wet in his t-shirt and ripped jeans. Kyle wondered how he wasn’t cold yet. Kenny’s eyes shifted down to the floor in a somber sort of way. “Did I say something?”

“Huh?” Kyle faltered at the look of doubt that was crossing Kenny’s face.

“I mean, you seem really annoyed,” he added, giving a meek shrug of his shoulders. “If I said somethin’ dumb before or something, I can go, yanno… Won’t keep buggin’ you, heh.” Kenny finished with a small laugh, as though trying to ease the discomfort with more joking around, despite how he seemed to think that had been part of the issue all along.

“No, no,” Kyle shook his head, Kenny’s parka then falling off him and onto the floor, earning an almost comically disgruntled glance from Kyle. Now that he shook it up, there was really no hiding his hair, or that it was bothering ever since it began to rain. He resigned with another sigh, slouching in defeat. Admittedly, Kyle knew he was probably frowning most of the way home and then some. Kyle couldn’t really blame Kenny for thinking it was something he said or did before that might’ve bothered Kyle – he was a pissy type of person after all. Now not only did he feel guilty but like a idiot for stressing out so much about his hair that it’s ended in Kenny feeling at blame for his annoyance. No frizz was worth that.

“It’s just my hair…” Kyle grumbled, feeling even more ridiculous admitting it now. “It gets all messed up when it rains and I didn’t… really want you to see me look all stupid with it frizzing up… That’s it. Really.”

Kenny blinked and an oddly cute, dumbfounded expression crossed his face for a moment before he gave a chuckle. “Oh. Really?”

Kyle fidgeted with his hair again, now flustered and annoyed with himself more than anything, though Kenny laughing at him was not helping. “Yeah. Okay. I know it’s dumb, but it just bugs me and –”

“But it’s cute.”

“—I wanted to hang out with you but… huh?” Kyle stopped complaining, nearly not catching Kenny’s usually light voice.

“I said it’s cute, dude,” Kenny repeated. “Yanno, when it gets all fluffed up like that… I dunno why you’d be so worried about it. I like it.”

“Oh…” Kyle still absently fingered at his damp bangs, trying to brush them into place out of habit, but the comment smoothed over the furrow in his brow.

“You wanted to hang out with me?” Kenny brought back up with some kind of playful smirk, though really the only thing Kyle noticed was not how Kenny lit up at the notion but how he was obviously shivering, his arms visibly prickling up at the cold draft from the window.

“Kenny, dude, why didn’t you grab a towel?” Kyle scolded, coming forward and grasping Kenny’s forearm. “You got goosebumps. You could catch a cold like that.”

“Huh?” Kenny sounded in surprise and looked down at himself before giving Kyle a promiscuous grin. “I’m not perky, just happy to see you.”

Kyle tried not to laugh, rather trying to maintain a serious face. “Kenny.”

“Or was that an invitation to take my clothes off.”

“God dammit. Seriously, look.” Kyle frowned with concern, because Kenny’s skin was truly cold to the touch, and if his mom had nailed anything into his head, it was taking care not to get cold and end up sick. Suddenly he felt a light kiss peck the corner of his mouth though, and somehow he knew it was aiming to wipe away that frown, because not only did it work, but it had happened before.

“That’s the third time you did that now…” Kyle uttered after taking it in. Oddly enough, this was the first time he actually spoke up about it. This was the first time he wasn’t trying to somehow keep talking despite it and casually hide the flush that worked up to his ears. Maybe half his stress all this time was having had it at the tip of his tongue for so long.

“Should I stop?” Kenny asked, though something told Kyle that Kenny knew if he had wanted him to stop, Kyle would have said so a long time ago. So then Kyle decided to not leave things so cloudy for him, if at all.

“No.” Kyle relaxed his shoulders. Still holding onto the other’s arm, he gave Kenny an affirming and rather sly look, pointing to the center of his lips with the faintest smile tugging at them. “But next time don’t hit the rim, make the shot.”

#aka kyle overracts and gay shit happens #south park #k2 #kenny mccormick #kyle broflovski #spdrabblebomb #fanfiction #my fics

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papermoonloveslucy · 7 years

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Lucy and Viv Put in a Shower

S1;E18 ~ January 28, 1963

Synopsis

Lucy decides that her home needs another shower and asks Harry to help her install it. Harry and Eddie get out of helping by paying a local plumber to do the job under the guise of being an old friend. After Lucy drives him away with her meddling, she and Viv finish the job themselves, nearly drowning as a result!

Regular Cast

Lucille Ball (Lucy Carmichael), Vivian Vance (Vivian Bagley), Jimmy Garrett (Jerry Carmichael), Ralph Hart (Sherman Bagley), Dick Martin (Harry Connors)

Candy Moore (Chris Carmichael) does not appear in this episode, although the character is mentioned and is the catalyst for Lucy wanting to install a second shower.

Guest Cast

Donald Briggs (Eddie Collins) makes the fourth of his seven appearances as Viv’s on-again / off-again boyfriend.

Eddie’s pet name for Viv is “Tootsie”.

Stafford Repp (Joe Melvin, a plumber from Ridgebury) made a career of playing policemen even before he became famous as Chief O'Hara on TV’s “Batman” (1966-68). He played two different officers of the law on “Dennis the Menace” in 1962 and 1963, alongside “The Lucy Show’s" Mr. Mooney, Gale Gordon. Coincidentally, “Dennis the Menace” had their own Mr. Mooney, who was a police officer! Repp returned to “The Lucy Show” for “Lucy Is a Process Server” (S2;E27) and did 1970 episode of “Here’s Lucy” as (what else?) a police detective!

This episode was filmed on December 13, 1962. It is sometimes referred to as “Lucy the Plumber”.

This is one of two Season 1 episodes (as well as 30 others) that somehow fell out of copyright and into public domain, which accounts for its appearance in low-cost / low quality DVDs.

The original broadcast was sponsored by Jell-O, and featured the product in the opening and closing credits.

There was even a special commercial featuring Vivian Vance, Jimmy Garrett, and Ralph Hart in character extolling the ease and versatility of Jell-O. During season one all actors except Lucille Ball participated in such ‘in-character’ commercials. In her medium shots, Vivian Vance’s eyes are clearly reading from the teleprompter just over Ralph Hart’s head.

The day this episode aired, January 28, 1963, film director John Farrow (inset photo) died. Farrow directed Lucille Ball in the 1939 movie Five Came Back. The film was made at RKO Studios. In January 1963, RKO was known as Desilu Studios and Lucille Ball was its president. Farrow was married to another redhead, Maureen O'Sullivan, and left behind seven children, including daughter Mia Farrow.

Harry’s favorite dish is Eggs Benedict.

When Chris hogs the bathroom, Jerry and Sherman are washing their hands in the kitchen sink before going to the Y to play basketball. Jerry says that at the Y, “They frown on filth!” The Y has been mentioned in several episodes so far, and in “Lucy Digs Up a Date” (S1;E2) we see inside Danfield’s new YMCA.

Reinforcing the YMCA theme, the boys have a pennant for Indian Guides. The youth nature program started in 1926, although the name later morphed into Y Indian Guides, then simply Y Guides.

Lucy prices putting in the new shower with Paisley the Plumber. His prices are so high that Lucy says they are in danger of needing “socialized plumbing.”

“The only way to get clean is to be filthy rich.”

These jokes are clearly about the high cost of health care in America, which was a topical issue, even in the early 1960s. In 1962, President Kennedy appeared at a rally at Madison Square Garden to promote the King-Anderson Bill, an early form of Medicare. In February 1963, just a week after this episode aired, author Ayn Rand gave a talk in Ocean, New Jersey, against socialized medicine.

When the water in the shower begins rising to shoulder level, Lucy says “Where’s Lloyd Bridges when you need him?” Lloyd Bridges was the star of “Sea Hunt” (1958-1961), a TV series about a scuba diver which featured extensive underwater filming. He was also mentioned in the same context in “Lucy Buys a Boat” (S1;E30). Bridges played a doctor on the season five opener of “Here’s Lucy” in 1972.

To allow for another camera angle, the wall inside the shower stall opposite the taps was made of glass. It is not visible when the camera shoots from the front. While it is supposed to be invisible (the ‘fourth wall”) it collects water drops and Lucy puts her hands on it for support.

At one point Lucy doubts Joe is really a plumber and says “You could fool the panel on ‘What’s My Line’.” “What’s My Line” was the name of a popular CBS quiz show which had three blindfolded celebrity panelists trying to guess the profession of a mystery guest by asking yes or no questions. It ran from 1950 to 1967 so it aired during both “I Love Lucy” and “The Lucy Show.” Lucille Ball was a celebrity guest six times between 1954 and 1965, one of which was broadcast just a few months after this episode. Desi Arnaz appeared on “What’s My Line” three times, one of which was alongside Lucy.

In this episode, both the Statue of Liberty and Mount Rushmore are used as punchlines. Lucy voiced Lady Liberty in “Swing Out Sweet Land,” a 1971 TV special celebrating American history.

When the water causes the plaster to fall from the ceiling, the production uses an insert shot of the water-stained kitchen ceiling. Of course, the show’s sets had no ceilings to accommodate lighting, so this shot had to be recreated and inserted into the film.

VIV: “Lucy, I wanna tell you something. This is absolutely the last time I slip into my coveralls to be an apprentice on one of your dreadful little projects.” LUCY: “Aw, no. These are things we’re gonna look back on and laugh at one day when we’re old and gray.” VIV: “And from the way things are going that may be next week.”

This sentimental dialogue at the end of the episode pretty much sums up Lucille Ball and Vivian Vance’s comic partnership. Of course, this is far from the last time she slips on those coveralls to help Lucy get out of a predicament. The pair did indeed stay friends off screen until they were old and gray.

Between takes, the crew kept the set laughing with this funny sign.

Shower Scenes!

She’s not exactly Marion Crane from Psycho (1960), but Lucy’s shows had their fair share of shower scenes.

In the “I Love Lucy” pilot Lucy and Ricky Ricardo are standing in their bathroom in front of a shower curtain.

Ricky RIcardo loved to sing in the shower - which actually moved locations! In “Bonus Bucks” (1954) it was a shower stall and In “Little Ricky Learns to Play the Drums” (1957) it is a tub shower! (BTW, both bathrooms are in their second, larger apartment.)

In “Lucy Goes to Sun Valley” (1958), everyone seems to interrupt guest star Fernando Lamas when he is trying to take a shower. She also interrupted the shower of Cornel Wilde in “The Star Upstairs” (1955).

At the end of “Lucy is a Referee” (S1;E3), Lucy Carmichael beds down in the tub and mistakenly turns on the shower.

Viv took an unscheduled ‘safety’ shower in the chemistry lab when “Lucy and Viv Take Up Chemistry” (S1;E23).

Lucy Carter barged in on Harry’s shower in “Lucy Stops a Marriage” (HL S3;E16) in 1970.

Lucy Carter has a realization in the shower, when she visited Danny Williams on “Make Room For Granddaddy” (S1;E16) in 1971.

Blooper Alerts!

Floor Plan Fiasco! This is the second time we have visited Jerry and Sherman’s bedroom, the first being “Lucy and Her Electric Mattress” (S1;E12). A quick pan to the left side of the room reveals that there is a dresser where the boys’ bunk beds were located. In that episode the Indian Guides pennant was just to the right of the door. It is now just to the right of the shower, which was formerly a closet.

Talk Show Stories! Lucille Ball later stated that she nearly drowned during the filming of this episode, when she went to the bottom and found herself unable turn herself upright. Vivian Vance realized she was in trouble, and pulled Lucy up by her hair. Vance ad-libbed until Lucy could catch her breath and resume her lines. The near-disastrous moment was edited for broadcast so that we see Lucy go down, Viv react to her distress, and then Lucy surface again. It is clear there was an edit in the film due to water levels in the tank between the takes. This scene was probably rehearsed without water and then done in one take. Later in her career, Lucille Ball also stated that she nearly drowned while doing the grape stomping in “Lucy’s Italian Movie” (ILL S5;E23).

Shoddy Construction! Grasping at the top of the shower door, Lucy accidentally knocks loose the chrome trim.

Fast Forward!

At the end of the episode, Lucy convinces Viv to help her plaster the ceiling after the shower damage. Eleven months later, Lucy and Viv are once again plastering the kitchen ceiling after Sherman accidentally leaves the bathtub water running in “A Loophole in the Lease” (S2;E12).

Lucy Carmichael again did her own plumbing in “Lucy and the Plumber” (S3;E2) starring Jack Benny and Bob Hope as plumbers!

A scene from this episode was included in “Lucy and Viv Reminisce” (S6;E16), the series’ only clips episode.

On “Here’s Lucy,” Richard Burton disguised himself as Sam the Plumber in “Lucy Meets the Burtons” (HL S3;E1). Burton recited Shakespeare while fixing her bathroom sink but an unimpressed Lucy Carter refused to pay extra for it!

The episode was playing in the background during the short horror film Room To Breathe (2006). The show’s opening credit sequence was also included. It likely was chosen as it is in public domain and no royalty fee or permission were needed for its use.

In 2017 “Will & Grace” repeated the shower stall stunt in “Who's Your Daddy?” (S9;E2) with Debra Messing (Grace) and Megan Mullalley (Karen) trying to keep their heads above water. In Spring 2020, the pair transformed into Lucy and Ethel for one of the final episodes of their sitcom's reboot. Lucie Arnaz was also in the cast.

It seems that several real-life plumbers on Tumblr are Lucy fans! Or plumbing fans! Or both!

“Lucy and Viv Put In a Shower” rates 5 Paper Hearts out of 5

A nominee for Best Picture 2019 in the Desilu Academy Awards!

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A gift for @a-fearsome-critter before I go out of town- the extra chapter I added to space pirates frikey, taking place right after the drunken hangout of the whole gang and frank stealing Ray’s cereal.

Logdate 2152.121, Mikey Way reporting. I’m hungover. Gee’s hungover. Ray is hungry because Frank Iero stole his cereal last night, so he’s making us all go back down planetside since we don’t have any new shipment yet, he wants new cereal, and he says the beaches will be “fun”. I call bullshit. There’s going to sand in the shower for weeks. Way out.

Going back down to Vitellius had not been the plan, and some of the charm of going to a resort planet was worn off now that Mikey’s head was pounding. Somehow Ray was chipper if not a bit hungry, as Mikey watched him rifle through his stuff for a swimsuit. Mikey refused to take his, insisting that he was not going in the water, but he watched Ray grab his anyway. Swivelling in the captain’s chair, he pointed at the Gerard-shaped lump in the bunk nearest the wall.

“G fell back asleep.”

“N’didn’t.” Came a mumbled protest. Ray poked him.

“Are we going to make him wash his hair?” Mikey asked. It’d been a few days. Gerard sat up at that.

“Why would I do that? We’re going to the beach. Swimming. Makes no sense.” He reasoned, eyes half lidded. His black hair resembled a bird’s nest, if the bird was goth and didn’t care much for hygiene. Mikey snorted.

“What’s funny?” Ray asked.

“Goth bird.”

“I’m gonna draw that later.” Gerard said, flopping back down. Ray crept up behind him, holding his hands out. He looked pointedly at Mikey, and jerked his head towards him in a clear “come here” gesture. Mikey said, getting up, and joining Ray at the side of Gerard’s bunk. They had barely begun to push when Gerard scrambled out.

“Nope nope, okay, I’m up, do not push me, I’m up.”

An hour or so later, Mikey was standing on the beach. It was warm, but he was stubbornly wearing his boots, jeans, and a tshirt. He was determined to not be beachy. The one concession he had made were sunglasses, because he was hungover and the sun was very bright. Ray had gleefully hopped in the water after getting some breakfast from a food cart, and was galavanting off after something that resembled a stingray, except it was purple. Gerard was beneath an umbrella, a comic book over his face, clearly having fallen back asleep. Mikey crossed his arms, and stared out at the water.

A hand abruptly clapped him on the shoulder, and he jumped. Sand flew around his boots, and he scowled, turning to see— Frank Iero. He had sunglasses and swim trunks on, and he was absolutely covered in tattoos. He followed them down his chest, examining each one. Mikey’s mouth was suddenly dry. It had nothing to do with how Frank looked shirtless, he mentally asserted, it was the hangover.

“Hey, Mikeyway, my eyes are up here.” Frank laughed.

“I didn’t know you had so much ink.”

“Yep, I’m an illustrated man.” He replied. Mikey frowned.

“Shouldn’t you be far away from this planet?” Last thing he remembered, Frank was rushing out of their ship with a box of cereal in hand, police on his tail.

“I’m hurt, do you not enjoy my company?” Frank said, pouting exaggeratedly. “Nah, I lost the police last night and my cloaking device is on, so I wanted to get some beach time in. Get that Vitamin D.” He put his hands on his hips. “You look like you could use some, why aren’t you in beach attire?”

“Any clothing can be beach attire if you wear it on a beach.” Mikey huffed.

“Touché. But why don’t you want to go swimming?” Mikey shrugged. “Aw come on, you only get to go to Vitellius so often. Live a little. Swim with me.”

“I didn’t bring my bathing suit.” Mikey protested.

“Any clothes can be a bathing suit if you wear it the water,” Frank said, grinning wickedly. Come on!”

Frank took off running towards the water’s edge, looking back at Mikey as he slowly dipped one toe in. Mikey may have laughed a bit. Frank smiled widely, then splashed right up to his knees.

“Come on!” He yelled. “The water’s fine!”

Mikey cursed under his breath, but he was smiling as he sat down on the sand, untying his boots. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.” he mumbled. He stood up, still fully clothed minus his boots, and padded his way over to the water’s edge.

“Take off your socks, you dingus.” Frank said, coming to meet Mikey at the shore.

“Oh, yeah.” Mikey crouched down, removing his socks and balling them together. He threw them towards his boots, missing by about five feet.

“Shoulda played basketball. Clearly your calling.” Frank teased.

“You’re just jealous because you’re too short to reach the basket.” Mikey responded. Frank slapped a hand to his heart, stumbling back in the water, splashing. Mikey winced as a few drops hit him. Frank sighed, and grabbed Mikey’s hands.

“Come on, you baby.”

Mikey let himself be pulled into the water, feeling it soak his jeans, first at the hem and moving up. He focused on his and Frank’s clasped hands as they waded further and further out, until his shirt was floating around his waist on the water.

“Not bad, right?” Frank asked. Mikey met his eyes.

“Not bad.” He agreed. Quickly, he dropped Frank’s hands and began to throw water at him. Frank sputtered a bit before joining in, and soon Mikey was soaked, and to his surprise he didn’t mind. His clothes clung to his skin, and he wasn’t focusing on the discomfort. It was a first. Instead, he focused on Frank, laughing through water running down his face. At some point, his sunglasses had come off.

“Duck!” Frank shouted, and launched himself bodily at Mikey, dunking him beneath the waves. Mikey squinted his eyes shut against the saltwater sting, and flailed against Frank’s onslaught. He felt the weight leave him abruptly, and he came up laughing, sweeping his dripping hair out of his face.

“No fair—“ He began, and then noticed, or rather didn’t notice, Frank. He was gone. Mikey turned around, scanning in all directions. Somehow, he had disappeared. Mikey waded back to the shore, his clothes suddenly feeling a million pounds. He picked his way through the sand, wrinkling his nose at how it stuck to his skin, and back to his boots.

His socks had been placed neatly next to them. Written in the sand was “catch you later” with a scrawl that could only be Frank’s signature.

Pirates.

#space pirates

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rainyphilosopher · 7 years

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My Favorite Video Games

I’m gonna be talking about my favorite video games, what I grew up with and how they changed my life into the wonderful beardo that I am today. So I’m gonna start off by saying that I’m not really an Xbox player, I’ve never owned any Xbox stations or any Xbox games I always found that Xbox was more along the lines of first-person shooters and sports games and that’s not really my cup of tea.

I’m more into JRPGs and stuff like that. It really started back when I was 16 years old and I played a ton of basketball back then like I thought I was gonna go pro because I was so good. But then I wound up breaking my ankle and I had to sit for 6 weeks and I thought what the hell am I gonna do for 6 weeks– so I got a PlayStation. And with that PlayStation, I got Final Fantasy VII and then my whole life changed.

This was the first JRPG that I’ve ever played and I just absolutely fell in love with it. I played it, I beat it all, I put in 100 hours for the first time I played and then I played it 3 more times. I beat the game four times! Putting in 100 hours each time at least! I even got Aeris to level 100 with her final limit break before the end of disk one. That’s how hardcore I was. I am a level grinder. I will get everyone to as high level as humanly possible so I can just beat the rest of the storyline very easily. I don't see anything wrong~ with a little game and grind~ From Final Fantasy VII, my love of Final Fantasy grew so I wound up playing FF8, FF9, FF10, and FF10-2 Couldn’t play 11 because that was online and I’m not a fan of online games. Played FF12, I’ve played 13, 13-2 and I’m finishing up 13-3 now as well.

I’ve played both Final Fantasy Tactics and then I went back and played FF4, 5, and 6. I like Final Fantasy. In fact, before coming to Korea, one of my dreams– because I noticed that I love to play the games– but the dialogue and the storytelling is sometimes quite stupid. So I thought that maybe one day I’d move to Japan, I’d learn Japanese, and I’d start working for Square Enix and then I’d fix all their terrible dialogue. And I’d fire their voice actors because FF10– Whoa Titus, you are annoying. It’s still a fun game. It’s my second favorite Final Fantasy.

After FF7, I really got into Metal Gear Solid as well. I think I’ve played just about every single Metal Gear Solid except for the virtual mission things that aren’t real story lines. I haven’t played Revengeance yet but that’s next on my hit list. Outside of that, one of my favorite games of all time was Shadow of the Colossus. I pretty much played that whole thing in one sitting. I didn’t step away from the TV until I had finished the very last boss. Seriously one of the most beautiful games I’ve ever played in my entire life and if you haven’t played it yet, they have a remastered version for the PS3 Definitely pick that up because it is just–it’s just gorgeous. More along the lines of JRPGs, I really also got into–fairly recently, Ninokuni. Last year I played that all It had all of the charm and all of the wonder and the magic. I’m pretty sure it’s partly created by the people at Studio Ghibli and I love all Studio Ghibli movies as well so this definitely had that feel for me. One of my favorite video game experiences of all time.

Very similar to Ninokuni, I also wound up playing Dragon Quest 8. This was definitely Martina’s least favorite game that I’ve ever played. *Hums Dragon Quest battle song* Did you explain why I don’t like it? because I was writing an essay for the university for one of my final year courses and all I hear is: *Hums Dragon Quest battle song* Oh no! The Metal King Slime ran away. See, I was a very good university student so I made sure that I finished all of my essays as soon as the topics were handed out because I was very diligent so I could spend the rest of my time playing video games. I don’t really play that many racing games either.

The only racing game that I really got into was Burnout Revenge that was super fun Only because I didn’t really care about winning the game as much as knocking people into cliffs and making them explode in slow motion in ripito fifito sipa slow motion. Man, I wish I knew that song when I played that game when I was younger. One racing game I am very very serious about though is Mario Kart Seriously you will never ever ever beat me in Mario Kart Give me Toad and you’re done for I am god tier level Mario Kart player. I don’t lose, that’s it. -That’s a lie. -Shut it! You’re supposed to be sick! Another game that I take very seriously is Super Smash Bros.

Except I only got into it with the Gamecube version, I didn’t play the Nintendo64 version. And then I really got into it for the Wii because they had Snake in there and I played with Snake all the time and I was incredibly cheap except I only lost when I played online because they got all the kirbys! I played against three different kirbys! And by three, I mean three! and they would all suck me in and they would walk off the cliff and they would spit me out and they’d fly away and I wouldn’t be able to get back and they were so cheap! Also when it come to Super Smash, I don’t play a lot of fighting games.

The only other game that’s I played a lot that’s really for fighting is Marvel vs. Capcom 2 again, I’m pretty much god level at that. Get me Cable, Guile and Rogue and you’re dead. Dead do you hear me?! You don’t have a chance Remember when we went to Japan and you played against people live and they killed you No! I beat them in Japan as well! Nobody beats me at Marvel vs. Capcom 2. Nobody. I do play some games with Martina as well. We really got into Super Mario Galaxy together. Of course, I’d be Mario and she’d be the little star thing that would get all the star bits and freeze all the enemies for me.

That was one of our most precious bonding moments for video games. I never really got into Zelda but I do want to get into it more. The only time that I actually played it was for the Nintendo DS for the Phantom Hourglass. I loved that game. I never played any of the older ones. But now with the Wii, I’m really waiting for Hyrule Warriors as soon as I’m finished playing Child of Light, which is a super fun game as well. I’m probably gonna get into the Windwaker HD remake because I heard that’s a really fun game too Another very big game that Martina and I play together is Katamari. We played it for PS2. We played it for the PS3. We played it on the PS VITA as well. We love that game, we play it together all the time. BAAAAA~ In fact you might notice the references that we make to Katamari in our ‘How to Eat Ramen Like a Pro’ video because it’s a really big factor in our lives. In fact, for the cosplay convention that we just went to, I really wanted to dress up as Katamari but I didn’t know how to pack a gigantic ball in a suitcase like that so maybe next time, if it’s like a local cosplay convention, I’ll do Katamari.

I have to be the King of the Cosmos and I’ll wear those tights. In fact, we like that game so much that we actually play the soundtrack when we drive to work sometimes. *gasp* I forgot about Skyrim! It’s not really a JRPG. Martina got me that game for my birthday a couple years ago and that’s how I spent my birthday. We didn’t go out for dinner or anything she’s just like, “Here’s a game, play it’ And that’s all I did for my birthday and it was really great. It’s probably one of my favorite games ever. Again, I’m a level grinder so I haven’t actually advanced at all in the main storyline of that game. I’m level 100 in alchemy, one hand wielding, dual wielding, blocking, destruction magic, speechcraft as well.

I don’t even know about the main chants or anything, I just level grind a whole lot. Anyhow, so that’s it for this week’s TL;DR. I’m gonna talk about a few more of my favorite games in our blog post so make sure you click on the link here if you’d want to geek out with me over video games as well. I know it’s not as popular as the manga and anime topic that Martina did last time but I’m sure we got a few gamers here that who are interested as well. In fact the next major tattoo that I plan on getting, I’m planning on getting a whole sleeve from here down to here, full of my favorite video game characters and also some comic characters so I’m not necessarily sure who I’m gonna put in there yet so if you have any suggestions, I’d love to hear what you think.

Or if you have any favorite video games that you grew up with, let me know because I’m sure there are a whole ton that I forgot. Those are the main ones that stuck in my head but let me know and then we could all squeal together over our favorite video games. For the TL;DR that Martina did by herself about animes, mangas, and manhwas, we had an amazing comment section there. It felt like we were with our people. I think we had something like 70 thousand million billion comments about everybody’s favorite animes. Martina wound up asking you a question about a manga that she couldn’t remember the name for, the answer was Black Alice. Thank you to the 7,000 people who gave that answer. If you want to have a gigantic reading list that will last you for the rest of your life, make sure you check out the comments for both the blog post and the Youtube video because there are so many awesome recommendations from people who are really passionate about the topic as well.

Now if you don’t mind, now that I’m done filming I’m gonna go back to playing Child of Light which is a really really gorgeous game. Like wow. That is some beautiful artwork there. So I’m gonna stop talking because I wanna go play. Goodbye. I’m gonna stop..

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