#i actually mean what i said though its not about the winner

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Would you guys hate me if I told you I drew most of this before the poll was over

#this is a sequel to my tumblrwoman comic from January #i actually mean what i said though its not about the winner #they say all press is good press #and in this case i think we did pretty fucking good #mispelled draws #misp draws #dndads #homestuck #dungeons and daddies #adventure time #wtnv #welcome to night vale #carlos wtnv #carlos dave robles #marceline #marceline the vampire queen #marceline adventure time #glenn close #glenn close dndads #vriska serket #homestuck vriska #sexiest podcast character poll #crossover

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*･ﾟ✧ Sharing Is Caring

tags: fem! reader, like a sprinkle of porn with plot, movie night, implied satosugu, dirty talk, its just all dirty talk, geto is thick asf, geto is fucking you in gojo's lap, petnames (baby, princess, sweetheart, honey, pretty girl)

MDNI

word count: 2k

a/n: i was in the mood to write dirty talk passed out then this appeared on my screen

⋆｡˚ ♡ Tonight really had started simple, with you coming over to Geto's apartment for a movie night, only to be surprised by Gojo greeting you at the door. And while you were always happy to see him as well, you've noticed that the two could get a little… Competitive with you. It was common knowledge that the two of them had a crush on you, and you did with them. Instead of the three of you saying anything out loud, the two men had turned it into a game of sorts on who could be the center of attention when you were with them. 

Thankfully, their competitions were never too serious nor staked on anything. Simple couples banter half the time, with the winner only earning bragging rights. So, of course you'd assumed tonight would be the same, when Geto started rolling his eyes when a sex scene came onto the movie you three had picked. “She's not even enjoying that, come on.” He'd scoff, hand underneath his chin and elbow resting on his thigh. 

“Oh yeah, right there!!” Gojo called out mockingly, earning a laugh from Geto while you sat silently. You couldn't exactly tell what she was doing ‘bad’ at, if you were being honest. “Is she really that bad at acting?” You chirped up, making both of them nod simultaneously. “No girl is ever that loud, trust me.” Geto confirmed, turning his body to face you and Gojo. You smiled up at him at how swiftly he shut your questioning down “You seem awfully confident with that, you almost made me think you've ever gotten pussy.”

Geto raised his brows at you, raising his head from his hand and leaning back on the couch, eyes shifting from your lips to your eyes before speaking up. “I haven't? That's funny, I didn't know you were a liar. Does she lie like that to you too, Satoru?” Geto chimed, smiling coyly over at the white haired boy. “Damn, she caught you red handed Sugu’.” Geto rolled his eyes before meeting your faze once again “I know what I'm talking about when I say that she's not getting fucked good.”

His tone, while the same as it was earlier, carried a certain weight to it when he said that. His smile failed to meet his eyes, which were staring straight through you as he watched for your reaction. A million things came and went by in your mind as you stared back at him, feeling frozen under him by how he looked at you. “She doesn't look too convinced.” Gojo laughed.

There really wasn't a good way of responding to him, was there? He said it so plainly, like it was a given fact, that you couldn't come up with anything to actually go against him. Well, one thing did come to mind, though it wasn't going to be your best work. 

“Prove it.”

.

You didn't mean to come across so bluntly with what you said, but it was too late to take it back. And from the grin that made its way onto Geto's face, you have a sneaking suspicion that that's what he wanted you to say.

Which led to right now. Where Gojo was keeping you snug in his lap, your bare back against his steadily rising and falling chest. His fingers spreading your pussy apart for the man in front of you two, who was so slowly grinding himself against you, hands sturdying on your hips. Gojo's middle finger slowly stroked your clit in rhythm with Geto's grinds, your resulting whimpers making the two men chuckle.

"Stop teasin’ her, Suguru.." Gojo spoke quietly, not wanting to tarnish the silent scene in front of him with his voice. Geto grinned up at him and angled his hips back, just enough for the tip of his cock to press against your hole. "Don't tell me how to fuck, Satoru" He shot back, watching how you squirm under him as he pushes himself inside of you, agonizingly slow. 

Inch by inch, you could feel yourself stretching to accommodate his size. Your hands came to grip at Gojo's thighs as you took your time getting used to Geto inside you. Gojo muttered curses under his breath as he watched Geto disappear inside of you, his cock being replaced by a small bulge at the bottom of your stomach. "I know, baby, I know. It feels like he’s fuckin' tearing you open the first time, doesnt it?" Gojo pressed the finger on your clit down more as he whispered, making your pussy tighten around the last inch of Geto. "That's right, gooood giiirrrl....I knew you could do it." Geto cooed, tipping your chin up to meet his eyes.

You shivered from his gaze, intense and relishing in the doe-ish look you had on you. "How's he feel, princess?" Gojo asked, smile audible when you made a broken moan in response. "S’ big.." You whined, sucking in air through your teeth as Geto pulled his hips back. "Fuck me, you're tight.." Geto stumbled out, your pussy almost choking out his cock if he so much as twitched. 

"Relax, honey, you're doing so good.. Just breathe with me, in and out." His tone was so soft, so easy to follow that you found your body obeying before your mind could catch up. He let out a low laugh as he watched your chest shakily fall up and down, feeling his dick grow harder at your obedience. 

"Innn and out, pretty girl, don't stop." Geto praised, moving his hand down your body to right below your stomach as he started thrusting, in time with your breathing. You gasped as he moved, his hips smooth and deep and just enough to make your head feel full of air. 

Your voice stumbled clumsily out of your mouth, moaning and panting from his thickness. "Shit..." Gojo whispered, his dick throbbing up against the restraints of his pajama pants (why did he have them on still? It may or may not be because he was too eager to see your naked body that he has the sense to strip himself) 

He continued whispering swears and encouragements to you as he squeezed his fingers inwards, around Geto's cock shifting out of you. Geto's slow and deep pace was no longer so gentle, every thrust inside you coming fast and hard, your body lighting up with sensitivity and pleasure before he'd take his time pulling out of you. 

It was difficult to think, much less speak at the rhythm he was moving inside you, especially with Gojo's own moans filling your ear, his fingers now rubbing quick circles against your clit. You could feel his cock humping up against your ass, too, a light wet spot beginning to form at the point where his dick grinded against his pants. 

"So good for us, shit- makin' me sweat for this pussy...come on sweetheart, lemme show you how good you can feel" Geto's husky and smooth voice was almost lost on your ears, your mind torn between focusing on Gojo behind you, or the way you could feel every vein and bump and how deliciously they were rubbing right against your walls. 

You nodded dumbly, not bothering to ask what he meant and just wanting this to get better. Geto's smile grew wider at your eagerness, shifting his hand to squeeze at the flesh of your ass before lifting your hips up, your upper half falling back against Gojo's chest and making your tummy squish against itself.

Gojo let out a low groan at how much your pussy stretched around Geto, a thin ring of cream beginning to form around the base of his dick and sticking to the thin hairs decorating his lower stomach. "Make her cum, Satoru, want you to watch her squirt" Geto said, his tone breathless as he spread his thighs apart. 

"Don't tell me what to do, Suguru" Gojo mocked, a cheeky smile finding its way to his lips when Geto gave him an unamused stare. Geto's eyes fell back onto where the two of you met, biting his lip and blowing out a breath before reeling his hips back, a loud slap of skin echoing through the room as he thrusted back into you. 

You yelped as he squeezed your ass again, yanking your hips forward to meet his thrusts, sweat starting to form over your body from the heat between Geto and Gojo. Gojo, who was bringing you quicker and quicker to orgasm with his lithe fingers rubbing expert circles around your clit while pumping his leaking cock inside his pants, and Geto, who was fucking you so deep and making your breath catch so much that you could feel yourself getting dizzy. 

You could feel yourself growing tense, your orgasm feeling so close yet so far as Geto's cock was taking over any conscious thought you could hope to have. "That’s right, take this fucking dick, like you're made to-" He grunted out, feeling your pussy tighten sporadically.

"You close baby? Shit- Yeah you are, pussy's trying to keep me in... Cum for me, make a fucking mess for us-" Geto egged on, hips angling up to aim his thrusts against your g-spot. You gasped and moaned loudly, feeling the tightness in your belly finally break as your orgasm flooded your senses entirely. You whined and squeaked helplessly as your pussy throbbed harshly, wave after wave of pleasure consuming you as neither Geto's hips nor Gojo's fingers slowed or stopped. You couldn't even try to muffle yourself, your arms shaking too hard against Gojo's thighs as you came around Geto. 

Gojo's orgasm seemed to come almost immediately after yours started to simmer down, his eyes locking with the growing mess on Geto's stomach and the drips of cum falling down his balls to the bed sheets underneath you two. 

"Fuck yes, take his fucking cock baby, oh my g-god yes-" Gojo sloppily stammered, the orgasm making his body fold into itself as his cum covered his hand. Your eyes began to roll back into your skull from how expertly they were seeming to break you down, your pussy feeling looser and impossibly wetter to Geto.

 "Keep moaning, princess, say my fucking name- Just like that, make me cum inside this pussy" Sweat was forming and dripping down his brow from the strain it took to keep going, his abs clenching and his thighs tensing as his hips moved at a quick and hard pace. Gojo, mercifully, stopped his onslaught on your clit and instead let his hand travel downwards to where Geto was fucking you. 

His fingers collected some of your cum and wetness mixed together, using it as lube to stroke the now bulging vein that sat underneath of Geto's cock. "Cum inside her, make her know who's pussy this is, Suguru-" Gojo was almost pleading from his tone, still reeling from the orgasm he gave himself and how his cock was half hard already from your loud moans and whimpers. 

Geto could barely make another buck into you before he came, hard, inside you. His hips came slamming down into you as rope after rope of cum emptied inside you, your body slowly coming back to reality and focusing on the warmth filling you. You could feel the way his balls emptied below your hole, where they rested as Geto sloppily rode out his orgasm, twitching and thrusting himself as deep as possible inside your welcoming pussy, before pulling out slowly.

You whimpered breathily as you felt the veins of his cock dragging out against your sensitive walls, weakly tightening around his softening cock. “Come on baby, don’ be greedy..” Geto spoke, low and smooth as he rubbed his thumb across your cheek gently. Two other hands came to wrap around your middle as you relaxed against Geto's hand, your stomach and waist being caressed tenderly. “Did so well, sweetheart, so proud of you..” Geto praised, kissing your temple as you smiled warmly up at him.

“..C'n we do this more often?” You asked quietly, Gojo giggling into your shoulder as Geto paused to consider your request. “If you're willing to go back on what you said about me, then of course.” You scoffed and pushed at his chest lightly in retaliation. “Absolutely not.” 

#jjk #jujustu kaisen #getou suguru #geto suguru #jjk x reader #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #getou x reader #geto x reader #satosugu x reader #jjk imagines #jjk scenarios #jjk smut

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QSMP Awards 2024 Summarized

-The audio was scuffed for the first half. I don't mean a little crispy. I don't mean with a slight echo. It was fucked in every way imaginable. The audio sounded like it was going through a blender. Then it kept getting too loud, then too quiet (so much so we couldn't hear), all while being way too crispy. Charlie Slimecicle monologued to the audience while the team was trying to fix it but since the audio was both too crispy and too quiet we couldn't actually understand anything he was saying. This carried on for about 7 minutes with him holding two microphones, neither of which was working, before the stream crashed (again)

-All the staff are apparently Cucurucho, with one of them being a "main Cucurucho"

-Missa wore a "Quackity my beloved" shirt. I could not explain to you what the blazer over it was supposed to be.

-Everyone else at the ceremony was shown through discord call. I'm convinced Charlie has never seen German or Lenay's faces cause he did not know it was them until Quackity said their names

-The screen was supposed to switch between showing all the people on the discord and it kept switching between the same four people. If I have to hear Q, Charlie and Missa chant "Foolish" or "Pol" ever again-

-Mariana showed up and Charlie immediately went into bitter ex mode. He also hit on Mariana. Multiple times.

-We got a patented Ironmouse "coño" and chat lost their shit over Luzu existing, as expected

-Mariana looked like Michael Jackson, Bad's background could've been the set of Breaking Bad, Roier had a ski mask, lots of people learned what Lenay, German and Vegetta's looked like for the first time, and Mike had a kawaii filter

-Somehow Bad didn't even get nominated for Best Cucurucho Jumpscare, showing that even non-red carpet events can produce award snubs (congrats to Bagi!)

-Though I yearned for Maximus getting nominated for his Eh Vegetta prank, we all knew the win had to go to Vegetta for the mines

-The audio eventually became bearable but the echo never fully left. At some point there were like three or four overlaps of Vegetta giving his acceptance speech

-Acau won for Best Death from getting killed by an enderman (in my heart Foolish's accidental death by Pomme's sniper that got him eliminated from the elections won, but we did get Quackity dying to a fly as a nom so I feel complete. Also congrats to Acau!)

-The Qsmp shop is officially open! We got eggie merch :]

-Quackity forgot to roll clips for the Best Purgatory 2 Moment nominees and almost read out the winner before we got the montage (Wuant won! It was the clip of him being told he lost and he accidentally did a flip. They weren't able to get the acceptance speech on stream so we saw it from Quackity's phone)

-Funniest QSMP Moment nominees were all fucking hilarious, its hard to pick just one but Maxo winning for when he respawned after a lore-heavy moment in Pierre's bed to his own moans being remixed into a song absolutely deserved the win

-Saddest QSMP Moment was unnecessary and the admins will be hearing from my lawyers for making me relive Dapper's first lost life, Dia de los Muertos and the end of Purgatory 1 (Jaiden and Roier saying bye to Bobby won, Roier changed his screen to black and white and held up what looked like a mini Cucurucho being used as a cross)

-Best QSMP Original Song was played prematurely when the category was Best Language Exchange, and we got a spoiler for the winner (YD and Hugo's exchange won and YD's audio was muted so we just saw her Vtuber model getting excited)

-The aforementioned Best Qsmp Original Song had Gordinho Gostosinho looping aggressively over Charlie singing the Juanaflippa song, which I hope to god gets clipped cause it was hilarious (I'm glad the Roier and Cucurucho rap got nominated). Charlie was very confused why they had him announce his own win.

-Best PVP unsurprisingly went to Etoiles for his colosseum Code fight, after all he is the Best🔥 (the other noms were great too, we had Philza vs Tubbo in Purgatory, Bad and Maxo eliminating El Quackity from the elections, and a cute sparring session between Pac and Richas)

-Best Qsmp Fails went to Fit for that time Pac's internet cut out during their date (of course he bragged about his Brasilian boyfriend after learning he won for best loser)(also if it was up to me Quackity's fly deaths would've been added to this category just sayin')

-The audio problems were revealed to have been roleplay the entire time. Yep. All part of the lore.

-Speaking of, most of the winners who were in the discord call could not be heard so they had to give speeches through Quackity holding his phone up to the mic

-Best Roleplayer went to Roier for his Doied arc (the screen prematurely showed him before they could read the announcement, and his speech was him kissing the camera)

-Worst Server House went to Mariana accompanied with the classic clip of him reacting to the admins roasting his started base; Mariana was part of the discord call but left at some point so he couldn't give a speech, to which Charlie jumped on the opportunity to roast his absence like a shark smelling blood (they rightfully nominated Quackity for his clip of Acau reacting to his failure of a starter house, and apparently Carre's base is just his bed on a dirt plot)

-Most Iconic Clip went to Pac for stealing the Qsmp Logo (the other lovely noms included Foolish and co. accidentally closing their house door after a creeper came in an attempt to shut it out, and Tina reacting to a mob giving Felps a blowjob)

-The Most Bankrupt Islander went to Niki for being broke, we stan (during the nom montage we got a passa tudo mention)

-The Creator Who Spent the Most Time on the Server Award went to Bad, which was shocking to no one, although they did use his Barbie Girl clip for the nom montage (they also used Fit wearing a wig for his clip)

-The Qsmp cake for the one year anniversary had the text "FELICIDADES ALBERTO". We do not know who Alberto is. Pol was losing it.

-Tubbo won for The Creator With the Most Deaths (106), while The Creator With Fewest Deaths went to Philza (he only had 1!). Philza was able to be heard through stream but the hosts didn't know this so they would hear him from Quackity's phone and repeat what he was saying even though we could hear him

-Everytime the camera cut back to the hosts Charlie, Quackity and Missa had more cake on their faces

-Most Distance Traveled (in Minecraft) went to Etoiles (6,000+ km jfc)

-Creator With the Most Mob Kills went to Pierre (162,960 mob kills. what the fuck.)

-They accidentally read the award for Creator With the Most Damage Taken (Foolish) during the Best Builder announcement, confusing the shit out of everyone, especially cause the screen showed Mike instead of Foolish. I am still unclear who won Best Builder

-Creator With the Most Blocks Placed went to Mike!!! (MIKE WIN VAMBORAAAAAAAAAAA🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷)

-We had to uncomfortably sit through Missa feeding Charlie cake (and just Charlie in general)

-There was an In Memorium segment of the passed eggs (Quackity shat on a grieiving Charlie for Flippa only lasting 11 days, but in Charlie's words, "to you it was 11 days; to her it was a lifetime"). Charlie commentated and had nothing to say about Trump because he didn't know jack shit about Trump (though he did make a wall joke which is exactly what Maxo would have wanted godbless🙏)

-The stream ended with the discord people saying goodbye, while Roier was holding up the mini Cucuruchos and didn't move the entire time. I know he wasn't frozen because he blinked.

-Maxo sent in his acceptance speech video last minute and Quackity hyped it up as a mysterious final entry but Charlie guessed it was Maxo and spoiled it on accident

-Speaking of, Maxo's entry was him walking around heaven looking for Trump </3

-Charlie gave a heartfelt speech about the people he met through the Qsmp, all while looking like ate out frosty the snowman <3. Missa simpy thanked Alberto (we still do not know who Alberto is)

-Tubbo wasn't present in the discord call because he thought him streaming meant he couldn't join. After the stream Quackity called and Tubbo realized he was allowed to join the whole time

-We ended on a montage of various moments, with a message of excitement looking forward to the next year!

And of course, here are the screenies I managed to nab of the hosts slowly deteriorating into cake

#this is how i return to regular posting #i say to myself in the mirror #anyway its been a month how yall doing #liveblogging #mcyt #qsmp #qsmp recap #qsmp awards

[maximumwobblerbanditdonut]

Had you played TV cliché bingo while watching The Couple Next Door, I do believe sparks would have been flying from your dabber. I’m almost in awe that so many were crammed in before the first ad break alone. Barely seven minutes in, Becka (Jessica De Gouw) and Danny (Sam Heughan) were pulling each other’s clothes off and having sex at their living room window, curtains open, in a way that no married couple whose small child has just left the room ever do. Except in TV La-La land.

It was a bonus, though, for Alan the Pervert (Hugh Dennis), who has a telescope trained on their house and dark circles under his eyes that suggest he does a lot of squinting while hunched over his computer (and I don’t mean at Wordle).

I suppose at least this drama owns its clichés. What am I saying? It revels in them. It opened with the classic taster of horror to come, Eleanor Tomlinson as Evie running in what we shall call TV’s “sexy terrified” way. That is, frightened but looking hot, hot, hot in a short silk nightie as she ran barefoot through a forest. We then flipped back in time to Evie and Pete (Alfred Enoch) happily arriving at their new suburban idyll to start their family, which was a sort of sunny Wisteria Lane and not at all like the Leeds I remember from when I lived there.

It told us everything was too smug to be true by having laughing children playing with water guns, lawns being mowed, cars being washed. Uh-oh. We know that can’t last. And it didn’t. Evie miscarried her baby (conceived with a donor because Pete has “puny sperm”) by minute 16. I have a terrible feeling that the koi carp in the garden are some sort of “swimmers” metaphor.

Sometimes the dialogue was so stilted, I wondered if it was a spoof. “You guys will get through this,” Danny said to Pete, who should really have responded by asking if he was a chatbot. It soon transpired that Danny and Becka were swingers (it’s based on a Dutch series called, yes, The Swingers) and they promptly had “that couple we met in Marbella” round for some wife swapping as Pete watched from his window. Has anyone in this street ever considered closing a blind? And, actually, aren’t they “the couple opposite”, not “next door”?

There’s a dull subplot about Danny being a dodgy copper, which ties in to a dull investigation that local journalist Pete wants to look into, but his editor wants him to cover the opening of a new city library. A new library? Pull the other one. The UK has closed about 800 of them in the past decade.

At least Evie cheered up when she got Danny’s powerful beast between her legs. Oh, I mean his motorbike, though it’s obvious it won’t be long before the other beast comes into play. I feared we might get to the end of the episode without it committing the top TV cliché on the bingo card, namely spontaneous sex on a kitchen worktop. But, no. Evie and Pete gave us a full house by doing exactly that — and during a storm for added cheesiness.

These couples are as wooden as Dutch clogs, but I am enjoying Dennis’s greasy performance as the disgusting stalker who pretends to like yoga so he can be near Becka. I must warn you that later in the series it’s traumatic to see the man who played the nice dad in Outnumbered masturbating. I must also warn you that episode two contains some of the worst cringey couple dancing you are likely to witness in your lifetime. I think the moral of this silly but entertainingly corny tale is going to be: “Don’t shag the neighbours.”

thetimes.co.uk

Carol Midgley joined The Times in 1996 and is a former Feature Writer of the Year winner. Find her column in Times 2 each Wednesday and her TV reviews on Mondays, Tuesdays, Thursdays and Fridays.

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Indeed I saw all the reviews after the streaming view, including all episodes. The Times’ review concretes many things about The Couple Next Door 💁‍♀️

[gettingfrilly]

If one of the Eds died early, how do you think the remaining two would react? In all three hypothetical cases? (i know it's really morbid, but I woke up hungry for angst today)

I'm always hungry for angst.

I guess it would depend on what you mean by die early. That's a whole lot of different age ranges. Usually my headcanons have to do with young adult Eds so I'll do that. I've never thought about this before though so uh no promises this will actually be in character or make sense.

Okay so... let's imagine the Eds all form one body together. imo Eddy is the head (leader) Double D is the gut (intuition) and Ed is the heart (love.) Eddy's take charge attitude and hyperactivity is what keeps the friend group active and social. Double D's conscious and gut feelings about right vs wrong keeps the three of them from going completely off the deep end. Ed's unending affections and love for his buddies is the glue that keeps them together. If I were to take a page out of Rebecca Sugar's book, I think you could also consider Eddy the id, Double D the superego, and Ed the ego (with Eddy being pure desire, Double D being the morality judge, and Ed being the actions taken based on the desires of the id and the restrictions of the superego.)

Without Eddy, the other Eds are left without a leader and a huge decrease in the cumulative desires and goals of the group. Ed and Double D have their own desires, sure, but Eddy always had desires and goals with the whole group in mind: making them all rich, making them all hip, making them all socialize. This would lead to Double D and Ed isolating themselves, festering in depression and grief. Double D would completely throw himself into his academics with no attempts at a healthy work life balance. Ed's ability to focus his attention would take a huge hit, and I see him spending the vast majority of his time alone and watching the same movies over and over again.

Without Double D, the Eds are left with no moral compass. An unchecked id with its own ego to use sans superego is a dangerous thing. Eddy leads both himself and Ed into self-destruction. It's drugs, sex, and rock and roll time. Anything to numb the pain and keep the party going.

Without Ed, the Eds are left without checks and balances. Ed was their tie breaker, their third vote, the action taken. An id and superego with no ego is pure inaction. There's only bickering and fighting and endless arguing, and no one is the winner; two wounded souls caught up in horrendous grief who can't come to a decision on how to move on. I truly believe Eddy and Double D's friendship would not last without Ed. They would eventually go their separate ways and stay that way.

All that being said, I don't think their lives would suck forever if one of them died young. The other two would eventually get ahold of themselves and learn to live balanced lives again. There'd always be a hole where their friend once was, though.

Hopefully that all made sense! Thanks for the interesting ask.

#gettingfrillyspeaks

[alliddewrites]

FAVORITE

Chapter 1:

Extravaganza

Revenant x Legend!Reader

Content disclaimer:

Not completely canon compliant,

Takes place a bit after season 9,

Mention of murder,

Mention of guns,

Gender neutral reader

Summary: You join the Apex Games, but before you can actually begin, you have to go through all the extravaganza.

Word count: 2218

Masterlist

The Apex Games…

Out of dozens and dozens of competitors, you came out on top.

It was honestly unbelievable.

The sheer anxiety and excitement throughout the match. Except this time, the stakes were even higher. It was the last competition you needed to win to qualify to be a Legend.

To be a Legend... Your biggest dream. You have been working towards this goal for quite awhile now.

Of course, the road was rocky. It had its ups and downs, but you're finally at your destination.

You can have it all now! The fame! The money! The recognition you've always wanted!

The recognition…

The recognition!!

How could you forget about the upcoming interview?? Every winner gets interviewed after their matches!

All that adrenaline must've blocked out some important information in your brain…

The match only finished a couple of hours ago, and now you've already got to go somewhere else.

Man, this is going to be extremely tiring…

What are they even going to ask?

How personal are they going to get?

Do you have to wear your competing outfit? Or can you just wear anything?

Why didn't anyone inform you about these things??

'You're going to get interviewed.' Yeah? And what else? They said where and when, but not much else.

God… Guess you'll have to improvise!

Forge wore a suit in his interview. The one that went wrong…

You'll have to dress fancy too then!

Make it elegant, but not too over the top.

You got this!

You got this.

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Okay, maybe you don't got this.

All the cameras and the lights in this relatively empty room are extremely anxiety inducing.

The banners of you in your fighting outfit are pretty flattering, but being in the spotlight right in front of them is not the most calming thing you could be doing right now.

At least the photographers notified you to stay in your armor for the photoshoot…

They also cleaned you up after the match.

Wouldn't want a competitor in a blood sport to be bloody in the advertisements now, would we?

"Starting in 5 minutes! I repeat, we're starting in 5 minutes! Everyone to their places, check your equipment again to make sure everything works properly!" yelled the director. Every single staff member hurried to their places.

Huh, he commands the room well.

As you stand on the side awkwardly, the interviewer walks up to you and asks to go and sit down in the chairs located on the stage.

"Very nice to meet you, I'm Lisa Stone.

Some staff members are going to come up here in a second to put a microphone on you, so relax and get comfortable . You don't have anything to worry about"

Well, Forge didn't have anything to worry about in the beginning either… You wonder how Ms. Stone got over that incident. Probably required a whole lot of therapy. Poor woman.

"O-Oh thank you! Nice to meet you too." you replied, trying to look as relaxed as possible. It wasn't very convincing…

You both took your respective seats.

While 2 members of staff started putting hidden microphones on you and Ms. Stone, she picked up a stack of papers and looked through them.

The interview questions.

"One minute left! Everyone better be ready, no mistakes, this is going to be live!"

No mistakes. Don't mess up.

Be as level headed and polite as possible. Can't mess this up, if you do, no one will take you seriously.

It can't go worse than Forge's interview though, right…? I mean, it was a literal assassination… by the coolest robot to ever exist!

Okay maybe phrasing it like that is wrong, but it's true-!

"Are you ready to get started?" Mr. Stone inquired, interrupting your inner rambling.

"Oh! Y-Yes, I am." came your hesitant reply.

This is going to go great…

"Good. I know this can be hard on some people but there's no need to worry." she smiled reassuringly.

At least she's not actively working towards making your situation worse, you can appreciate that.

"Starting! In 5!"

The lights dimmed.

"4!"

Well, this is really happening.

"3!"

Ms. Stone faced the main camera, you followed.

"2!"

Goodbye last shred of confidence!

"1! ACTION!"

The lights slowly came back on.

"We're sitting here tonight with our latest Legend to join the Apex Games; (Y/N) (L/N). It's great to have you here." Ms. Stone began, turning towards you during the last part.

"Thank you! The pleasure is all mine." you answered, trying your best to seem less nervous.

"So, now that you're finally here, how does it feel to have accomplished such a big feat?" she questioned.

"To be honest with you, tiring, extremely tiring."

you exclaimed, Ms. Stone giving a short giggle to your response.

"But it feels great. Surreal even! Accomplishing one of my greatest dreams, one I've been working towards for so long, is still pretty hard to believe." you chuckled lightly.

"I can imagine. It must've been pretty hard having have had to train every day for multiple competitions.

Was it nerve-racking to have your very last match be a solo match?" she responded.

"It did amp up the anxiety for that match, yes. But I'm glad the last qualifier is played without teammates. I, and many others, will then know whether I'm actually good enough to proceed or not." you say, gaining a bit of confidence back. Maybe this whole interview thing isn't going to be so bad after all.

Mr. Stone looked at you, surprised.

"I haven't heard anyone say they preferred the solo matches for the finals before. Interesting." she noted. There was a short pause while she looked down to check her papers.

"Next question… 'Why did you decide to join the games'?" came her scripted inquiry.

"I don't like getting too personal on TV, but one of the reasons was that I like guns a lot. I love to go to firing ranges to try out various kinds of firearms. I don't own any personally, but I'm very much interested in them." you answered.

You really didn't want to get into your private life and past too much…

"Another reason is that I like strategy games and working in small teams. Something like the Apex Games seemed like the perfect combination of both!" you added right after.

Ms. Stone looked at you quizzically. She probably didn't expect an answer like that.

"What an interesting motive. So the reason is 'just for fun'? No deeper meaning there?" she tried to dig deeper, genuine curiosity appearing on her face.

"Nope! Just wanted something big I can achieve that I'll also enjoy."

You know that one is a lie.

"Curious… Let's do something more fun then:

'If you were to pick a favorite, out of the current roster of Legends, who would it be'?" she looked at you, once again, very interested.

You heard somewhere that this was one of her favorite questions to ask, but even then, somehow you didn't think this far…

"Well, this will sound very weird, because most people wouldn't choose him as a favorite… but um-" you take a long pause, palms becoming slightly sweaty.

You look away from her, not wanting to see her reaction to that answer.

It was indeed a very unique choice to have as one's most liked Legend.

"It's… um… Revenant…"

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You swallowed, your mouth and throat feeling dry.

You've never heard a quieter silence before. Not a single person was making a sound, even the director was staring in shock.

Some people were looking around awkwardly, some were staring right at Ms. Stone and you. Eyes darting back and forth.

Ms. Stone stared at you, absolutely appalled, mouth slightly open. Her reaction was perfectly understandable.

Having seen that same simulacrum murder a Legend right in front of her…

You cannot blame her.

"P-Pardon?" she gives a nervous laugh. "Did I hear that right? Re-Revenant? The simulacrum?" she asks to confirm, tone uncertain.

You nod your head slightly, still not looking at her. Well you made this situation indescribably awkward.

You should've lied about this one thing; could've said Mirage or Pathfinder, or even Loba! But no! You had to tell the truth!

Ms. Stone cleared her throat. "We-Well, that's certainly… an… i-interesting choice. Um… May I ask why… him…?" her voice was shaky, having been reminded of what she has witnessed before, right in front of her.

You take a deep breath. You really need to think about this, you can't just compliment him all you want, he's still a murderer.

Be smart. Be empathetic, she got traumatized by him, you need to choose your words right.

"Umm… I'll be honest-" everyone takes a deep breath, "-it's, um… mostly because he… uh… h-he's cool…?" you say, drawing out the last two words.

The sentence sounded just as uncertain as you.

The staff kept staring at you, now solely focused on you.

"Ahaaa… and there's no other reason, at all?" she kept prying, suspicions still clearly present.

"Yeeaah… He just… does things so efficiently, e-even if they're horrible. He was designed so well…" you say back, trying to calm her down, if even just a little. You really do not want her, and all of the Outlands by extension, to hate you.

Ms. Stone kept staring at her pages, not reading any of the sentences written there. "Mhmm… He's efficient alright…" came a quiet murmur from her.

She finally turned back towards me.

"Now, people can have their preferences, within the law of course.

I'm relieved you don't agree with what he does, even though he's your favorite." she pipes up after a brief silence, still not sounding 100% sure about this.

Ms. Stone turned towards the main camera.

"Well that's all for today's interview. Thank you so much (Y/N), once again, for coming. We're happy to have another Legend join the games." she briefly takes a glance at you.

"We'll be back with the next championship's winners real soon. Stay tuned." she finishes up, completely professional.

As the live stream ends, everyone seems to sigh at the same time. This must've been one of the worst interviews they've witnessed throughout their careers. Oops.

Note to self: don't get into weird and awkward situations next time by choosing the worst option. You really don't need to ruin your reputation before even starting in the Apex Games…

If it isn't already too late for that…

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After the whole debacle, you had to meet with your new manager. He was a kind dude, avoided the topic of your recent mess up so he doesn't embarrass you further with it.

He explained everything that needed to be known before your first game; where you'll be staying from now on, training routines, schedules, gear, sponsors, how the seasons work, etc.

You also had to sort out some more paperwork before everything became completely official. You wrote your name so many times, it was unbelievable. You're pretty sure you haven't written it this many times while you were learning to write when you were just a kid!

This whole day has been extremely tiring… By the time you got home it had been late at night and you were ready to pass out and never see the world ever again.

Your new apartment welcomed you with open arms. The bed looked oh so enticing in the bedroom, but before you could get in it to finally be sent to the dream world, you had to unpack your things.

You got the biggest walk-in closet you've ever seen, to load your clothes into. The shiniest bathroom you've been in, to set your hygiene products up in.

It really does pay to be a Legend, huh? And you haven't even had your first match as one yet!

After you finished putting everything away, you went back to the bathroom to get ready for a shower.

It's astounding how high up the apartment is, the large floor to ceiling windows give a great view of the world below. The gorgeous starry sky mixed with the beautiful lights below, made for a sight to behold.

After you finished admiring the new perspective you got thanks to your new living space, you got into the shower to wash off all the dirt and stress you've acquired today. Finishing your shower, you got out of the steam filled cabin, dried yourself off with a nice fluffy towel and got dressed in your nightwear. Before going to bed however, you didn't forget to wash your teeth.

Throughout your nightly routine, you started to feel more and more relaxed, becoming less and less aware of your surroundings. All you were focused on was finally getting to sleep.

At last, you got into bed, covered yourself in the enormous blankets that laid on the mattress beforehand.

Looking around your room, you thought about how you were going to decorate the place in the future. In its current state, it all looked very generic, something straight out of a display in a furniture store.

It didn't take long for you to enter dreamland after a couple of ideas that slowly made their way through your head.

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What you didn't notice before that, however, were the pair of seemingly floating, glowing eyes watching through your windows with clear interest…

#my writing #reader insert #x reader #revenant x reader #x gender neutral reader #apex legends fanfic #apex fanfic #apex legends revenant #apex legends #revenant #gender neutral reader

[vergess]

So a friend reblogging this interview tips post, which is a perfectly fine post with advice that is useful or whatever.

But I desperately need hiring managers to stop acting like the livelihood and continued survival of their interviewees is "playing the game." It's not a game; it has never been a game. It's people's survival. Our lives.

I understand that to management it's about showing team spirit. But to everyone else, management just said that I need to buy new clothes if I even want to be considered a meritorious applicant, regardless of my skills, experience and attitude.

Because every single thing I own is "ratty." That is to say, it is worn out, thread bared, and has stains/rips embroidered over. That's what being a poor person looks like.

"Oh just spend $20 on a shirt and pants."

I'm also fat. Button down shirts that won't be an Obscenity charge are $40. Pants are $60. I have 37 dollars to my name and I still have to buy medicine and shelter.

And remember: this expense is for the lottery chance that I may get hired. It is NOT an expectation presented AFTER an offer.

I get to pay for new clothes for russian roulette.

I should spend everything I have and more to buy one outfit for interviews and really, really hope that this time I get the job. Even though interviews are notoriously biased against fat people, POC, queer people, and women.

Management also just said I need to prove that I know about the company atmosphere from personal, unpaid, off the clock research above and beyond the application and interview process.

That I should self teach, BEFORE so much as an offer is made.

Meanwhile literally hundreds of my applications are thrown away on a weekly basis (I do about 15 applications a day most week days, and have been for multiple years now). The reasons for this are varied. Sometimes its because my name sounds too ethnic (I've had so many interviewers compliment me for not being Black which they thought based on my name). Sometimes they think I'm over qualified for every single job within 55 miles of me, as though having a college degree means I can photosynthesize instead of needing a home.

Often it's simply because companies lie all the time about whether they are actually hiring, posting dozens of fake job listings. That way they can tell their overworked and underpaid staff, "Oh, the reason you have 3 doubles a week is because of all those lazy unemployed assholes that don't want to work."

The fact that there is a "game" where the loser may become homeless or dead at all is deranged. The fact that the losing players all have to smile, and cheer, and cooingly tell the winners what a Good, Good Job they did is significantly more disgusting.

And let me be clear: the OP of that post is a hiring manager. That shit about "ratty clothes" is entirely under the hiring manager's opinion. There's no way to know what a given hiring manager thinks of your clothes, though if you're visibly poor, fat, or nonwhite chances are they would think you look unkempt in a full 3 piece suit with garters.

That shit about "show me you did independent unpaid labour to prove your loyalty to a company that isn't even hiring you yet" is ALSO under the manager's absolute judgment. You have NO way of knowing what stupid tidbits of information are the "right" ones to recite. You could memorize every piece of information that company has ever published and you STILL would not know which trivia is the Right Answer.

Same with the "ask me a question" shit.

There is no right answer. Interviews don't check for skills, abilities, experience, or even team cohesion.

They are vibe checks. They exist to give hiring managers a way to disqualify IMMENSELY qualified candidates over their own unexamined bigotries.

And btw? We have the science to prove it. It's called "implicit bias."

If you have an accent, are fat, aren't white, are visibly disabled or queer in any way, etc? Your inability to get a job is not because you "didn't play the game."

It's because the "game" was rigged to fuck you over from the start.

[splatsvilles-fashionista]

Writing an enormous analysis of the patch is all well and good, but what do the balance changes actually mean for the meta?

Well, for one, I don't think any of the top tiers are going anywhere despite their nerfs, not even Sloshing Machine. Splash, Machine and Stamper all just have too much to recommend them. That said I think Neo Splash is probably leaving the top tiers, as with the paint and points for special nerfs it'll have a tough time competing with the Tentatek Splattershot for the short-range Triple Inkstrike Shooter niche (as a reminder, Ttek's Tri-Strike only costs 190p!)

The big, big winner this patch, however, is Ballpoint Splatling. It is the top tier weapon that got hit the least by a significant margin, only gaining another 10 points for its Inkjet, which only really undoes a buff it got in 3.0. Ballpoint was already considered a contender for the single best weapon in the game by a lot of pro players, and now it is no competition at all. Double Ballpoint is probably gonna become a pretty popular competitive team setup, and that would be bad for Splatana Stamper in particular, as it doesn't have a great matchup against Ballpoint (good lucking try to use Zipcaster while a Splatling is looking directly at you!). If Stamper exits the meta then this would be the reason, not the nerfs it got, though they hardly help.

In response to the rising stocks of Ballpoint and Inkjet, people will start looking for an answer, and the newly buffed Big Bubbler might just be what they're looking for. It remains to be seen for sure, but after the buffs it takes an Inkjet four shots, basically half its duration, to break the bubbler shield, and that's when hitting the weak point. It still gets torn apart by Crab pretty fast, but Crab in turn is very weak to Inkjet, and hey, would you look at that, we've got a bit of a rock-papers-scissors thing going on.

The fun thing about the weapons with Big Bubbler is that I could see people going to any one of them for their Bubble needs. Jr is always a good go-to option, though it lacks punch in the fighting department. Blaster, Splat Roller, and Zink Mini Splatling are good alternatives if you want to scrap, though none of them have a lethal bomb, and that's broadly speaking a downside in competitive play. Finally, there's Squiffer and the new H-3D for long-range options, and I know some competitive players, like ThatSRB2Dude, were eying the latter even before the Big Bubbler buffs.

Another good thing about Big Bubbler is its new resistance to Tenta Missiles, and that might genuinely matter in the face of Wiper Deco (or Diper, as some people are rather condescendingly calling it), with its 190p(?!) Missiles. I really don't know why they cost that little, and I don't expect them to stay at that cost for very long. Missiles have always been very strong, but so far none of the weapons that have them, except Flingza, have had any meaningful impact on competitive play, and Flingza has been very heavily nerfed as a result. Wiper Deco does not just have the lowest points for special out of all Missiles weapon, it also the only one of them that can really fire off its Missiles and then go in to fight the people that are being targeted. This is a big reason why the Kensa Splattershot in 2 was as good as it was, and we've never had a weapon that could really replicate it, until now.

While Wiper Deco is looking threatening on the surface, it remains to be seen if it works out in practice. Without a bomb it will likely have a hard time dealing with Ballpoint, lacking the range and DPS to fight it effectively, and Ballpoint is looking to step up in a big way.

Speaking of unknown factors, there's also the S-Blast '92 and the Painbrush. S-Blast's kit is largely seen as underwhelming, but datamining has shown that the weapon itself is looking incredibly solid, a mix of many of the best traits of other Blasters with very few of their downsides, and that might be enough to carry it into competitive play. Painbrush is looking like it will have excellent range, damage and paint, but absolutely atrocious ink efficiency, some of the worst in the game, in fact. Inkbrush and Octobrush have both seen competitive success, though the former a lot more than the latter, and Painbrush might find a niche as well, especially in Splat Zones, though it remains to be seen.

But all of this is just speculation, though. All we can know for sure is that competitive play will very likely revolve heavily around Ballpoint for the foreseeable future, and that is going to be shaping the meta until the next patch. By hitting all of the top tiers with nerfs, some of them very hard, Nintendo more or less uprooted the status quo of competitive play even before you consider the new weapons, and I'll be very interested to see how things go from here.

#splatoon 3 #sizzle season 2023 #splatoon 3 sizzle season 2023

[tellthemeerkatsitsfine]

Chortle headlines.

Some of these are interesting. I don't know if it bodes well if Paddy Young is the absolute best rookie comedians in all of Britain, but he definitely had a good show last year (that got streamed on NextUp from Edinburgh). I have trouble believing anyone wrote a show that's better than both Paul Foot's Dissolve and Ahir Shah's Ends, but to be fair, I haven't seen John Kearns' show and he is very fucking good at these things, makes me hope even more that he'll be doing something in Edinburgh while I'm there. Alex Horne got an award for Taskmaster being an outstanding achievement, not quite sure what that means but I think it's accurate. I think if you look up the definition of "breakthrough act" you'll just find a note that says "see Sam Campbell's career throughout 2023", so that couldn't really have gone any other way. I've heard Kiri Pritchard-McLean compere a bunch on NextUp things, she is in fact very good at clubs. I haven't seen any of the other nominees but I'm still sure that James Acaster deserved to win that best tour one. I couldn't stomach the amount of Celebrity Glamour in Joe Lycett's new show but he is a great comedian and he is definitely made to be a TV comedian, which in some ways could be an insult but I really mean it as a compliment, he's great at that, good for him. Munya Chawawa posts highly amusing song parodies on YouTube. Fern Brady's is one of the best comedian books I've read. Three Bean Salad I was unable to get into, but maybe I'll give it another shot sometimes, after I finish with the winners of that radio award, John and Elis - well done to them for getting over ten years and not completely falling apart. I usually find it hard to get into sketch comedy (or anything that isn't straight stand-up) but Lorna Rose Treen made me laugh with character things last summer, so she probably deserves that one.

Those are my unsolicited opinions on that. The existence of Taskmaster is definitely an outstanding achievement for all involved.

This a special feature that happens every once in a while, called "Chortle publishes the contents of Daniel Kitson's mailing list". I find it gets funnier the less it sounds like Steve Bennett knows about the news items beyond the contents of the mailing list email, and in this case, that is clearly fuck all. But anyway, it's a great show and exciting announcement, anyone who has the opportunity should go see this tour. He said in the email that he might try to get something going in NYC later this year, which would be incredibly logistically difficult for me to get to (8.5-hour drive each way if I can borrow a car from someone, which would be tough, 14 hours on the bus otherwise, I've been told I can't take any more vacation days in 2024 because I used them on the London/Edinburgh trip), but still, I have found myself wondering how I might be able to make that work if he actually announces it.

Fucking hell. I can't believe this. My local comedian Facebook group is going pretty wild in response to this news. That's fucking huge, a massive amount of stuff is centred around this. To be honest I'm still not clear on the scope of this news so I won't go into it too much, I'll just say, fucking hell. Truly shocking. That's like a sport just canceling its national championships halfway through the season.

Excellent. Everyone should read this. His 2023 show (which I think he's still touring) is one of my favourite comedy shows ever. And the one before that, which inspired this book, is also very fucking funny, though not as good as his latest one.

Also, I am up for a trend of one comedian per year writing a book about their relatively recent autism diagnosis. Who do we think it'll be in 2025? I have approximately four to five suggestions.

[kozykricket]

Lets talk mob votes

Now, there are a lot of things in minecraft that I hear people complain about, and I think theres some fair critiques of the game to be made! There's even fair critique to be made about the mob votes, too! But... I'm here to give a clearer perspective on what mob votes really are, as most people seem to misunderstand their context and the actual premise of them... which is somewhat mojangs fault, I'll admit. I stand by critique being welcome as long as you are making informed critique. I'd argue being informed is more important than being constructive / offering alternatives! So lets get to the informing. You might be thinking that its obvious what the mob votes are. Mojang takes like, 3 cool mob concepts that they have, and make us pick only one. They make us vote, and only add the winner. That's a surface level understanding. The simplest part to debunk is a notion that I see often: that Mojang has these mobs entirely designed and planned out. I said concepts but most people don't seem to understand that these are just concepts, they aren't fully fleshed out. They want to know which ones the players like, so that they aren't spending time developing a mob that people don't care much for. They prefer to add what will make people happy! But... what about cases like the allay? It was designed far more deeply than the other mobs in the vote, which I will say was quite unfair. Well, okay, lets just... pretend they did a vote between 3 well-designed mobs. "Why not just add all 3?" people might say. They still... I... I don't think people understand that Mojang operates on a schedule, and tries to balance what they work on - minecraft is a game with a lot of different elements, and none should take the center stage above any other one. It isn't just their job to add mobs. If it was their job to add mobs and they only added like, 1 or 2 mobs a year, then yeah, it'd be really stupid. Though, I suppose my real point is that... if a mob works out good enough to be in their plans, it won't be in a vote. They won't just have a vote where they'll add all 3 because all 3 aren't necessary and they aren't reasonable. Lets take 1.20 for example. They spent time adding new mechanics for detecting where you click on a block for chiseled bookshelves, they gave both the camel and the sniffer fancy animations using the new keyframe system, and armor trims have a very fancy customizable system that makes adding more very easy! They changed up some things in the lighting engine, they're always doing under the hood changes. It's never a choice of "do performance fixes" or "add new content" because they... do both all the time! It's just that it usually yields a net zero. But that's a tangent Point is, yes they can indeed add all 3, but that would take away from the time they have to spend on the update. Mojang is a company that generally tries to avoid crunch, and has summer holidays. I am a supporter of healthy development environments, so I don't mind this. It means that things may take longer, but like. Do we really need all the mobs? Again, if they consider the mob important enough, it won't be in a vote. The vote is just like (Well, d'ya ever take time to think about what its like being at mojang? I bet ideas like the glare or copper golem are thrown around all the time, ideas echoing through the hallways... we only get to see just a few of them. So y'know, you can take that logic and say. well. they probably have WAAAY more than just 3 mobs that a few devs want to add, but they can't feasibly add all those mobs. So they of course just pick a few. 3 or 4. They develop those mobs in a basic level beyond initial concepts, and let the players pick between their little fun ideas. I'd bet that their best ideas are probably not put up into votes. They probably keep those ones locked down and prepare them for further design.) I bet they just... well. continue'd in self-reblog. Char limit-

#minecraft #minecraft mob vote #mojang #minecraft 1.20

[mrs-monaghan]

I know Tae is the most popular member but why it's not seen in the results? Or is it because he haven't released the album ? But then JK hasn't released an album either but he's already on steaming lists.

1. In highest debut streams, JK has LR(1), dreamers and stayalive. JM had LC(2), SMF and Face off (VIBE was there recently) While Tae has none. Knowing Tae has twice amount of fans than JM atleast one of his song should be on list right.

2. Fastest streamed OST is With You surpassing other OST's by BTS members.

3. Jimin gets a 100+ #1 in iTunes within 5 hours for past 3 songs while rest, including JK, take more than 10 hours atleast.

4. I thought Tae as one of most fashionable members and high end brands will be lining to sign him with great offers but then it's Jimin who got signed to 2 most luxurious brand and many other brands followed him including Valentino. While Tae got Celine. Unlike JK, who made it clear he likes to sign to brands he actually uses rather than luxury or money factor. Tae doesn't seem to be a person like that given he signed with Siminvest.

5. I remember there was a big poll last year which had the winner gifted a NYC promotion ad or something 🤔 and Jimin won it. Surpassing votes of Tae.

How Jimin is surpassing him in every field with much less supporters than him ?

Like we said,

1) PJMs show up. Jimin is the most hated member but he is also the most beloved member. Its quite funny when u think about it. In a fucked up kind of way though.

Goldy once said even Jimin's haters are obsessed with him and this is true. They will wait 2 hours under the airport lives. There was a lady who went live last night on IG as we waited for Jimin to show up at Tiffany n Co and Tkkrs were commenting. Like why were they there?

2) Jimin gets support from his haters and PJMs. I wouldn't be surprised if some of these jerkwards even buy his merch that's how obsessed they are.

3) No offence to any V biased person reading this but most PJMs are adults. With Jobs. So not only do they not have time on their hands to dick around on twitter all day hating on V, but they will financially support Jimin when it comes down to it.

4) Jimin is the sell out King. Well, him and his bae. 💛💜

5) Which answers your question, Jimin is always number one on brand reputation. He has held that position for years now. So brands will gravitate towards him since he has the most reputable reputation? That sounds wrong. But u get what I mean.

6) V solos are useless.

#bts ask #ask shaz #bts #jimin #park jimin #jimin is king

[crystalelemental]

A few days ago, with @phantasyhalation's poll about Little Goody Two Shoes endings, I had to admit that I couldn't speak to three of them, because I never did the Freya endings. And I never would. I need to be honest with myself, I don't enjoy playing the game, but the story's really good so I finally looked them up now that it's a three-day weekend and I have some time. And uh. I would like to change my initial answer.

The Witch ending (Auto-de-fa) is actually good. The other two are really weird, I don't really care for either, although I do kinda enjoy the swerve on Rozenmarine being like "No Elise, I brought you here." But that's about it. Freya's Witch ending is nice because...they catch you. Like, Gustav knew they were going out, and finds you doing some witchy shit, and you get burned at the maypole-stake. This over Freya pleading with the town that it's okay, Elise can still repent, we don't have to do this, but everyone's calling to kill the witch and remove sin from the town. Honestly, I'm kinda glad we got one of these.

The Sacrifice ending (Treacherous Rose) is the winner, though. The sacrifice endings feel like the more thematically resonant endings. It's what's been built up to the whole game, and it's the most aligned to Elise's flaws. My main reason for not picking one of the other two in the poll is personal qualms on how each goes. In the case of Rozenmarine...I just don't find her compelling. "Don't worry Elise, this is my destiny to be sacrificed for you." Okay. Bye then. I just don't feel much over it, because I don't really care about her as a romantic possibility, so it misses the mark. As for Leb, I do actually like the sacrifice ending! I much prefer the approach of Leb cursing your name and swearing to never forgive you for this as you watch her die. My hangup is really just that, after all is said and done, we get Ghost Leb coming to forgive Elise. Now, I'm personally choosing to interpret this as Elise being so up her own ass about wanting to not be blamed for her failures be forgiven that she's hallucinating that Leb, who swore to never forgive her, is doing so anyway so she doesn't have to feel bad anymore. But if this personal interpretation didn't make it better with Berkut and Rinea it's not doing it here either. I just don't like that particular play. If you're gonna be miserable over your mistakes, be miserable, trying to absolve yourself is cheating.

Freya's ending lands on every front though. As she's being sacrificed she's just crying for her father to save her. Following the sacrifice and everything that comes out of it, Elise returns to the spot on the hill overlooking the castle where she met up with Freya for two dates, and finds that Gustav made a grave for the both of them. He never knew what happened, but he assumed them both dead, wishing they're in a better place, and even commenting on Elise as "loving her like a daughter." It just doubles down on how bad she fucked up, and god does it land. I had to look up the poll earlier to get the link, and I am now devastated that option is losing (tied with the Freya Witch ending, which is baffling). Kinda wish I could vote on that again, but this is what I get for coting before checking on the Freya endings.

The happy ending (Grape Jewel) is fine, but I don't like it as much as Leb's Bells of Dawn. It's...probably mostly my own preference for Leb as a character, if I'm being honest. I'm not picking these endings based on Elise, I'm picking them based on how much I liked the other girl. I feel like Grape Jewel is just a little odd though? Like, Elise is a selfish person kinda by nature, and the Grape Jewel ending goes out of its way to talk about how Elise and Freya have opened Freya's shop together in Primeldorf, but that it's not exactly a lucrative business and Elise hasn't personally gotten anything out if it aside from seeing Freya happy. Which...I mean, alright? The happy endings kinda hings on Elise recognizing her flaws and mistakes and trying to backpedal at the last second, but it's a pretty hard swerve. I'd be willing to argue the Bells of Dawn ending, coming back to Kieferberg and becoming mayor, is at least more aligned since she acquires a position of moderate power. But these are happy yuri endings so like, pick your favorite girl, really. Apparently Freya's losing in that set in the poll too. I don't agree with it.

So I think personal rankings would go:

Treacherous Rose - Thematically appropriate, lands spectacularly, I am feeling all the right things about it.

Bells of Dawn - Leb's my girl, so this one's emotionally satisfying, but I feel like it's at least trying by having Elise coming into a slight position of power in the village, which is more consistent with her desires.

Judas' Kiss - See Treacherous Rose. You're on thin ice with Ghost Leb though.

Auto-de-fa - Actually fun witch ending.

Moira - I don't really care about Rozenmarine so the sacrifice doesn't feel as impactful, but it tracks.

Grape Jewel - It's cute, but I feel like they're trying really hard to point out that Elise is now selfless and I don't think it lands as well.

The Kiss - The swerve with Rozenmarine is neat.

Motherly Cocoon - It doesn't have much going for it, but like, it feels like it fits in a horror game, you know?

Star-Crossed - Listen, I'm not not impressed with Rozenmarine as a romance option, so while the other two get more of a pass for being off because I like the romance option, this one does nothing for me.

Apostasy - I'm still so mad about the hidden notes leading to an early Motherly Cocoon situation. Like it is funny that the secret ending is just an early bad end, but come on, that's also annoying. I expected all this to go somewhere.

#little goody two shoes

[fearthetallman]

Krang Pie chapter 2

Warnings: angst, panic attacks, light violence

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Chapter 2

It turns out what Mikey was needed for was drawing straws on who was going to fix Dad’s cushion. The short straw ended up with Leo. They all exchanged glances. The winners spoke all at once, overlapping each other.

“We can draw again—" Raph

“I can do it, we don’t need you to—” Mikey

“Get to work, seamstress.” Donnie

The oldest and youngest both turned to Donnie. He blinked. “A seamstress is someone who sews—”

“We know what a seamstress is Donnie!” Raph said.

“Relax,” Leo interrupted. “I can handle fixing a silly little pillow.” He picked it up and fluffed it, pushing some more stuffing out.

Mikey stepped forward. “We can help you out if you need. Put on a youtube video and—”

He waved him off. “Nah. I got this. I’ll head to my room and figure it out. Peace.”

And then he was gone.

"Guys, what are we going to do about Leo?" Mikey asked.

"Let him give his best effort at fixing the tear and then laughing at him when he fails miserably," Donnie offered.

"No, I mean about how upset he is."

"Leo didn't seem upset to me. He's cracking jokes like usual."

"Donnie's right, Mikey," Raph said, shrugging. "Leo wasn't doing anything out of the ordinary."

He tried to ignore the headache and the feeling like he was losing control. "I know he's acting the same, that's the problem. It's been over a year and Leo's barely said anything about his time in the prison dimension. If he was being honest, he would be more upset. Not acting like everything was fine!"

Raph placed a large hand on Mikey's shoulder. "Listen, I know you like reading into things and fixing everyone's problems but sometimes when someone says they’re fine, they're actually fine. If Leo wants to talk, he will."

Even though he was so close, Raph still wasn't getting it. Leo wouldn't ever bring it up because he didn't know how. Raph got angry, Donnie would get anxiety attacks, but all Leo did was shut down. Everyone else exploded out but Leo was imploding. And if they didn't connect with him then he might die.

Mikey tried to say all this but couldn't articulate the words around his tongue. They stuck in his throat and choked him. His eyes burned. But he didn't want to cry right now or fight the explanation, so he just nodded. They agreed to get pizza for supper and Mikey slipped away to his room.

He cast a glance behind him to make sure no one followed him, then turned towards the dresser. The drawer was open, with the magic wand on the floor. His stomach dropped. He looked around but couldn't see it. Had it escaped? Was it wandering around the lair? Just as he went to leave, something knocked into his chest, making him fall. He let out an "oof!"

Before he could recover, the krang who dropped from the ceiling crawled over his chest up to his head. It sharpened its tentacle into a spike and thrust it towards his face. Mikey grabbed it and grappled, the spike so close it was almost touching his eye. With all the strength in his arm, he shoved it backwards. It slid across the floor. As soon as Mikey stood up, it jumped at him again. He kicked it away, knocking it into the wall. If this kept up, he wouldn’t be able to hide it from his brothers. Picking up the dented bucket, he slammed it over the krang.

The lip landed on a tentacle and it shrieked. Despite the confliction he felt at the genuine cry of pain, he pressed in place with his foot. He ransacked his drawers until he found what he was looking for. A small vial of anti-krang. It was all he had available in his room, Donnie holding the rest in his lab. One dose and the krang disappeared for good.

But even as he reached for the paint can, something in his brain stopped him. This krang was like the one that had invaded. It might have the same memories. But more importantly, it could have been in the prison dimension with Leo.

So? His rationale screeched. You still have to kill it before it gets out!

But what if this was his only chance to help Leo?

Against his better judgement, he reached out and grabbed an empty bird cage hidden in a pile of dirty clothes. Carefully, he poured the serum onto the bars. Then he steadied himself with a deep breath. He might only get one shot at this. He lifted off his foot. The krang shot out. Mikey snagged it. Threw it into the cage and slammed the door shut.

“You wretched little--!” It lunged at him in the cage. As soon as its tentacles made contact, they melted, hissing with the heat. It cried out. “What have you done?”

“What I had to do,” Mikey answered, standing up. “You’re not going anywhere now.”

"Coward! You think this dingy little prison will hold me forever?"

"I think it'll hold you long enough for April and Dad to get back. Then we can get rid of you and--" He froze mid-sentence. April had the anti-krang with her. Mikey already used all of his and Donnie held the rest of the supply. Unless he could finesse it away from Donnie without raising suspicions, Donnie would find out. But most importantly, he had no way of killing the krang if he had to.

"Ah, so you have to wait?" The krang grinned as if it read his mind. "Then I hope they hurry back. Your pathetic planet doesn't have any other way to hurt us, does it?"

He crossed his arms, trying to sound more confident than he felt. "I may not be able to kill you, but I can still cut your arm off."

"You don't know, do you? Once I'm in this regenerating phase, every piece cut off of me will split into another krang. We're quite resourceful."

Dang it. He hadn't thought this through. He really hadn't thought this through. Keeping this from everyone was a horrible, stupid idea and he shouldn't have done it. But there was no way to reverse it. Only to push through.

"Last I checked, you're the one locked in a cage," he said, giving it a shake for good measure. The krang squirmed around, fighting to stay away from the bars. "If you answer my questions, I might let you live."

It laughed. "Such an empty threat. Even if it were real, I wouldn't tell a shrimp like you anything."

He ignored the utter irony of that statement. "Fine. Maybe I'll kill you as soon as they get back, but I can still make your life here a nightmare. I can still hurt you." He had no idea how to do that. Unless he had a way to kill the new krang, he couldn't cut him or anything.

"What information do you want from me, turtle? I'm curious, if nothing else."

He hesitated a moment, almost feeling like admitting the truth was falling into a trap. But what else did he have to lose? "I want you to tell me what you did to Leo in the prison dimension."

Once again, it laughed as though he were telling it a joke. But its voice was harsh with anger as it spoke. "That wretched pest was such an annoyance. Tricking me back in there? As much as I hated him, I had to admire his trickery. Even if I did have a way out."

This thing had been here, in their home, growing and waiting for its chance to strike again. He thought he'd managed to leave it in its exile. How naïve. What would have happened if he hadn't found it today? If it had been free to grow until it was big enough to kill them all? He had to kill it now, even if it hurt his brothers. He couldn't risk it anymore.

He turned and strode out to leave.

"Wait. Where are you going?" It sounded peeved that he hadn't reacted to its taunt.

"I'm going to get the rest of the serum and then we're going to kill you." He shouldn't even be talking to it. There was no point.

He expected fear. Terror that it was going to be killed. Anger that its plan was foiled. Anything but what it replied with.

"It's no wonder the krang didn't want to infect you."

He froze. Turned. His heart pounded and his hands trembled. "What?"

"Didn't you notice?" Its smile was smug. "You're the only one we didn't want."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"First we got the red one. Sacrificed himself for 'duty.' Next was the soft one. Stole my ship by fusing with the krang. And finally your precious little blue. You might have not seen it, but I assure you, the turtle and I got quite well acquainted. You're the only one who escaped with your mind never attached to the krang. Do you really think that was a coincidence?"

He turned around. "You infected anyone you could. I was just smart--" lucky "--enough to avoid you."

The krang rolled its eyes in an almost human fashion. "Yes, we made some mindless soldiers, but you all were different. The krang doesn't just overwhelm you with our massive power. We force the weak into submission, but we corrupt the powerful. It's why we used your tank of a brother. He was too powerful to waste on trivial things like infecting."

It was trying to get inside his head. Buy time for its life. Mikey was gullible. He had to be on his guard. The krang were powerful.

But had they ever been liars?

"Even now, the remnants of krang courses through their veins. They may have escaped our physical grasp but I assure you they will never break away from the psychological damage." Its mouth twisted into a cruel grin. "Especially not Leo."

A memory played in his mind without any coercion. One night, Mikey had woken with a full bladder after drinking too much water before bed. He'd been on a hydration kick. Usually he slept through the night, but this time his body had been too insistent. Barely awake, he stumbled from the bathroom back to his bed. A scream froze him and jolted his brain awake. It came from the kitchen.

He hurried over, pausing in the doorway when he saw Raph and Leo huddled over Donnie. Donnie was hyperventilating, shaking and trying to claw at his back. Raph held both of Donnie's hands away from his softshell.

"It's on me, it's on me, it's on me, I can still feel it on me, get it off!" Donnie cried.

Mikey rushed forward but Leo's words stopped him dead.

"Quiet, Donnie, we don't want to wake Mikey."

That's when he knew this wasn't the first time. Raph stopped Donnie from hurting himself while Leo soothed him, reassuring him over and over it wasn't real and he was fine. Mikey hid behind the wall, their voices still floating through. Donnie eventually broke down crying, apologizing for losing control through fitful sobs.

"It's okay, Donnie," Raph said. "We know next week it's probably going to be one of us."

He ran off before they could discover him. Even though he laid in his bed that night, he couldn't sleep. Mikey had always been a deep sleeper. Was that why they never told him? Were they just trying to let one of them get whatever rest they could? Or was there a bond his other brothers had?

They'd all been through the same traumatic battle. None of them had denied or ever treated Mikey like he'd been through less. But what if there was something he just wouldn't understand? Something that, despite all his empathy and ability to understand others, he would never truly know? What if being violated by the krang was something you had to experience to understand just how much you'd lost?

He snapped back to the present, to the abomination that sat before him at his mercy. The thing had taken so much from his brothers. Mikey knew he may never fully realize their pain. Not unless he let the krang take something from him, too.

That's when he knew what he had to do. He had to do whatever it took to protect his brothers.

Even if that meant facing this monster alone.

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#shoutout to the starfish for the regeneration idea #rottmnt #rottmnt krang #krang pie #save rise of the tmnt #rise mikey

[queer-altars-mt]

Neamh-dhénártha (Translation: Third Gender, Divine Gender)

Once a demon saw a gentle-looking man walking down the street. The demon had just finished its lunch break, and, with a burp and a stretch, thought it ought to get back to work and put sin into that fellow’s heart. Just as it was gripping into the man’s chest, an angel appeared.

“Stop! By the power of the Most High, I command you leave this human.” The angel’s many eyes of fire stared the demon down, and it’s voice was like landslides and thunder.

The demon, though panicked, gave a wicked face. “Who said you could tell me what to do?”

“I am an angel, emissary of the Divine Name Most High” said the angel, readjusting its flaming sword. “It is with that authority I cast you out.” It lifted the blade with practiced ease.

“Oh, you can just ‘know’ you’re an angel now? That’s ridiculous!” the demon scoffed. “You’re delusional! Show me your birth certificate! Lift your shining robes and show me the place where God touched you and pronounced you an angel!”

The angel tilted its head. “I don’t think God actually does that?” it said uncertainly. It lowered the sword.

“Unless God comes down here and tells me himself that he smacked your ass and called you an angel when you were born, I don’t believe it. Why, just anyone could call themselves an angel! And then where would we be? People would be throwing around flaming swords left and right, and poor demons like me would never be safe! It would destroy the entire system! You won’t get me with your outrageous doublespeak, pervert. You may get off on calling yourself an angel, but that doesn’t mean I have to believe it!”

The angel blinked every one of its’ many eyes. “I don’t know what to tell you,” it said, gesturing to its’ unfathomable glowing form. “Angel.” It gestured to the demon. “Demon.” It hefted the sword. “Flaming sword. You shall not pass.” But its’ voice was full of doubt.

The demon laughed in its’ face. “Prove it!” And it dove for the man’s chest and began to claw its’ way in. The angel sat down on the man’s shoulder and held one of its’ faces in a couple of its’ many hands, thinking. How could anyone really know whether they were an angel or a demon? Did it just think it was an angel because it wanted to be? Was it really delusional? Maybe it was a demon, but just a particularly angelic one? It held open the hem of its’ robe and peered inside, getting a double-chin. Was there supposed to be a Tetragrammaton stamped into its skin?

Meanwhile, the demon had scratched through the man’s sweater, skin, and fascia, and was now on to the delicious fatty layer, under which it would find ribs and muscle. It drooled in anticipation. The man felt something like heartburn, and began to think about how much he hated his neighbor Jake, whose beautiful donkey was a four-time winner at the state fair. His own donkey continued to under-perform despite some very expensive dietary supplements and a five-step grooming routine.

The man’s bony shoulder shifted under the angel, jolting the flaming sword. It reached out reflexively and watched its’ hand clasp naturally around the grip. Staring at its’ fingers made of antimatter and starlight, it blinked all its’ eyes at once and jumped to its’ feet. It unfurled its’ wings. “Demon! I have the proof – I am an angel!”

“Oh yeah?” said the demon, around a mouthful of muscle. “Why’s that?”

“I act like one,” said the angel. And it lopped off the demon’s head.

Caspen Black (they/them/theirs)

#love this written submission! #mt queer altars #queer spirituality #trans divinity #queer altar #writing #short story

[setagaya-division]

Elliot's Thoughts on Ueno Division

Aranai Norikoru

"I-I've seen her around school sometimes. She's... scary. I hear that she used to be the leader of a biker gang that terrorized Japan for a while. From the way she carries herself, I'm not surprised. Like I said, I-I see her around school sometimes, but I've never actually talked to her. I'm afraid she may hurt me for just bothering her, or she may think I'm wasting her time or something. I think its better to not bother her at all, if possible."

Shisuta Heisha

"Wow... a real-life nun. I mean, I know I shouldn't be surprised. I've seen nuns before. Our school even has its own Bible Club, believe it or not. Despite Buddhism being Japan's main religion, some Japanese are actually Catholics. I know that get some scrutiny because of it, but I believe all people should believe in what they want. After all, who am I to criticize a person's beliefs?"

"I'd like to meet and talk with her, but... I think Mina dislikes her, for some reason. I think it may be because of her... "other side", which is sad. Well, I still hope to meet her someday."

Kisouna Yuzairu

"I've heard of her too. She's probably Japan's most recognized and well-known attorney. The rumor is that she hates all form of crime and disorder. I've even heard that, depending on the type of crime committed, she will even do some cases pro bono, which is surprising. I think she doesn't care about the money or rewards. All she cares about is seeing criminals punished for their crimes and seeing justice done. I really admire that. I kind of feel the same way when it comes to animals that have been neglected and abused."

Sakurai Clan

"This team is rather famous, from what I hear. They were one of the earliest formed. And even though they've only had one battle so far, they're still quite popular. Some of the kids in my school are betting on them to be the overall winners. Me, I can't really say since that would mean that we'd have to lose against them at some point. But... I am kinda rooting for them a bit. If we do against them though, I'm... I'm not saying we might lose, but we may definitely have to pull out all the stops."

#hypmic #hypmic oc #hypnosis mic #hypnosis mic oc #hypnosis microphone #elliot shimizu #enigma #setagaya division #ueno division #sakurai clan #aranai norikoru #shisuta heisha #kisouna yuzairu

[hyenahunt]

Rouge & Ruby: February's Situation - 4

Writer: Umeda Chitose

Season: Winter

Characters: Hiyori, Ibara, Nagisa, Jun

Proofreading: royalquintet (JP) & Skyress (ENG)

Translation: Mirei (Adam) & hyenahunt (Eve)

Hiyori: Huh, so in the end it's all about money rather than dreams? ...I'm not a fan, honestly.

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Jun & Nagisa: … ?

Hiyori: It's not clicking at all. Explain it better!

Ibara: During Eden’s performance, I want both Adam and Eve to perform as well, and in the end, we will come together to perform as one.

I want to make use of this special structure of ours as part of the strategy — we can stand alone as Adam and Eve, but also unite as Eden.

Nagisa: … I see. So you want to fit in time for Adam and Eve to perform during Eden's timeslot.

… And the current increased exposure for Adam and Eve must also be in preparation for that strategy.

Jun: Back when we had Conquest, we did nothing but separate work, but it's been a good while since then, huh~?

And considering SS, people's main impression of us is bound to be of us all together as Eden.

I think it makes sense that we can show off the appeal of our unit structure to the public once again.

Hiyori: After all, if they're new to our unit's inner workings, they'll wind up wondering why just the two of us are on stage.

Ibara: We might be focusing on Adam and Eve for now, but as Chocolat Fes approaches, I plan on giving Eden more exposure.

To be more precise, I'll be adding work to show that the two have been combined to become Eden.

Just as His Highness said, If we don't show how our form and structure works, the show we have planned will lose its meaning.

Jun: Mm... So right now, we're supposed to use this time to prepare our individual strong points so we can use them to the fullest in Chocolat Fes?

Hiyori: I think that's a good take on it, Jun-kun. What a great summary, coming from you!

Jun: I mean, he went through all the trouble of preparing these documents. I paid proper attention to what he was saying, so even I understand this much.

Hiyori: Well, now that me and Jun-kun's questions have been answered to some extent.... next up is answering what Nagisa-kun had to say, too.

Nagisa: … Yes, please explain the whole structure of the event so we can understand how ES' Chocolat Fes will work.

…And also, I’d like to know what conditions must be met to count as Eden’s victory in Chocolat Fes in your eyes, Ibara.

Ibara: Aye aye ♪⁠ As you wish, Sir. Well then, to answer that, please turn your eyes to the documents on hand—

Time: A little while later

Jun: So we'll be selling chocolate or merchandise per unit, and our sales will be reflected in L$ earnings?

Ibara: Exactly. The amount of sales at the Chocolat Fes will be counted, so it can be said that the unit that sells the most products is the winner

Hiyori: Huh, so in the end it's all about money rather than dreams? ...I'm not a fan, honestly.

Ibara: Even if you’re against it, that’s simply how ES’ Chocolat Fes works.

Actually, they designed it to be quite accommodating. ES will generally provide chocolate and merchandise for all participating units.

Nagisa: … It's written in the document. They will prepare merchandise that is packaged and designed differently for each unit.

Jun: That's generous~ Though the contents are the same, just making the packaging different means it feels like you've gotten merch from a specific unit.

Hiyori: Well, making the contents the same essentially means all units are equal...

But since he's gone so far as to even come up with a special stage, I feel Ibara wouldn't be quite satisfied having the same merchandise as every other unit.

Just from what I've heard so far, I'm assuming you're planning something to outdo everyone else, aren't you? I mean, it's you we're talking about.

Ibara: …The way you put it is a little irritating, but I suppose I'll take it as a compliment. Please carefully read the notes on the bottom of the page.

Nagisa: … "Units are also allowed to plan and develop their own merchandise on the condition that they bear the costs themselves."

Ibara: Fufu. That is an extra clause I managed to add after discussion with ES management...☆

Jun: Ugh, that's playing dirty. There are only so many units that can even pull that off.

Ibara: And it's exactly because I'm confident we can pull it off that I've gotten that clause added in the first place!

Nagisa: … Ibara also has a sweets company right? If that’s the case, then you can make chocolate exclusively for Eden.

… I wonder what kind of chocolate it will be. I'm excited…♪⁠

Hiyori: Heheh, you sure do love chocolate, don't you?

Now that you've said there'll be chocolate made just for us, I'm starting to really look forward to it, too... ♪

Ibara: — So to say, what does achieving victory mean for me? It simply means that we — Eden — will stand at the top of Chocolat Fes.

However, my apologies for contradicting my earlier explanation, but see, if I were to simply aim for getting the highest sales, I'd only focus on developing a sales strategy.

We must garner the most attention with a combination of chocolate sales, profits, audience retention, and performance hype.

It is only when we dominate both numbers and our audience's emotions that Eden can count as being number one in Chocolat Fes. That is my victory condition.

Jun: So basically, it's for that purpose we're gonna go along with Ibara's plan and do our best, huh.

Ibara: Yes. I would very much appreciate your cooperation.

All for the sake of me — I mean, us, conquering this year's Valentine's Day… ♪⁠

Time: Eden's lunch together after the meeting

Location: Cafeteria

Jun: ...Ooh. Wouldja look at that, you've actually managed to put together a balanced meal today.

If you grabbed nothing but chicken and broccoli again, I'd be piling up my karaage on your plate.

Ibara: If I didn't put more on my plate, I would have to deal with your unnecessary intrusions. I prefer to fill it up myself.

Hiyori: Come now, everyone, hurry and sit down so we can start eating!

Thank you for the food... ♪

Nagisa: … Thank you for the food.

Ibara: … We can finally have lunch now that I’ve finished explaining. Alas, I did not set aside time for a Q&A session afterward.

If you have any other questions or opinions outside of what has already been said, let’s hear it now.

Hiyori: My opinions on it, hm? Let's see...

I do feel that it's frankly nonsense for things such as victory and defeat and money to be tangled up in an event focused on the wonders of love.

But as for our fans, whether they be fans of Adam, Eve or Eden, if we can make them happy then that will be our gift to them.

And I'd be happy if we can take advantage of the excitement and meet new fans, as well. After all, if we can do that, then we can convey our love to many people, no?

So personally, I think it's a good plan.

Ibara: I’m truly pleased to hear your feedback, Your Highness, given your reluctance to work separately as “Adam” and “Eve”.

Hiyori: With a proper explanation and the presence of love, even I would agree to it.

Nagisa: … Yes, I’m also in agreement. It’s inevitable that working in separate units will remind us of the situation in Conquest.

... I could tell that Ibara has no intention of making our fans worry unnecessarily.

…For that reason, I’ll go along with Ibara’s plan to make everyone happy while he guides our way to the top of Chocolat Fes.

Ibara: … It is an honour to hear that, Your Excellency.

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