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borderlinebelle · 9 months

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Hi. We are all wearing meat/skin suits, lemme tell you something nice about yours, please?

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TODAY, I’ll be… live girlblogging body positive comments to all audience submitted photos on tumblr live.

Today: Saturday///September 16th///11am-4pm EST

follow me, join my live to see the logistical shit show attempt of my dreams!

READ MORE BELOW TO FIND OUT HOW THIS WORKS ☺️

the general run down:

$10 VENMO = 1 positive review for 1 photo of anything below the neck, any and all body parts and genders are encouraged!

every body is beautiful and it would be my honor to keep your photos unseen while sharing an authentic description and positive comment! Yes.. even you, cis straight men, I know your dying to send those 🍆 pictures to someone because you’re not sending them to people without their permission right? Right. 👍🏽👀😅☺️

You keep the power.. Although a description of the photo is given on the live stream to the audience so they can participate, you can choose to send a pseudonym, keeping your body totally anonymous. Private reviews are not yet available!

Do you have a body part you want to show off?

Do you have a part of your body that you want someone to look at but you’ve been too embarrassed to share it with many people?

Did you take a sexy selfie and want a pansexual woman’s opinion before you send it?

As a polyamorous cis black woman/content creator/recovery rangler/tumblr OG, it would be my honor to shower you in cute kindness… or whatever about it. ☺️

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THE DETAILS:

📸 you lovelys can send your photos via my ASK BOX include a 4 digit number for reference. These photos will never be seen by ANYONE else and will be deleted at the end of each stream.

👅 send your VENMO payment on PRIVATE with your tumblr name, your 4 digit code you included in your PHOTO ASK, AND your pseudonym (if you’d like to use one)

😜 PHOTOS AND VENMOS ACCEPTED WHILE LIVE STREAM IS STREAMING ONLY! Please folks I can’t wake up everyday to a mix match quilt work of bodies… although… almost a dream of mine 😅😂 bodies = fine expensive art on this page

🖼️ everybodies bodies are to be respected at the very least and loved at the very most. You decide what feels or is right for your body. A fact that slaps. It’s all yours. We are all trapped on this rock, hurtling through space, on a cosmic journey through this particular life time collectively and the body your currently in is the personal spaceship 🚀 that being said, WE NEED TO KEEP THE CHAT RESPECTFUL. There are no bad bodies period. That’s it. The end. Full stop. I’ll be looking for moderators, but for now… it’s just a small, almost blind, anemic, sensitive, crybaby, soft girl stupid running this blog and live stream so bare with me and KEEP THE CHAT CHILL. Obviously we are going to make jokes and laugh because bodies are weird and crazy like wtf cells and shit 👀 but keep it lowkey. Thanks.

💵 I ONLY use VENMO. I’m still deciding on how this will work and I’m a noob with boobs. Please just stick to one form of payment. I cannot accept … NFTbitten coins. Thanks.

🧍🏻‍♂️🧍🏾‍♀️🧍🏼I will be looking to start a discord if you’re interested add me on tumblr and message me! idk wtf we finna do in there but someone mentioned it once 😂

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universe-friday · 3 months

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EXCERPT #18:

Hello. I hope somebody is listening.

[…]

Life’s been interesting lately, old sport!

Me and Thalia have been spending a lot of time together as of recently, doing everything and nothing.

She took me to her hideout the other day, in the cellar of this random lecture building… One of the ones I searched for her in several times. Of course I never thought to try the creepy cellar door!

I applauded her for her successful intimidation technique.

Her set up was… So. Cool.

It put mine to shame. Seriously! It was impressive…

All these different monitors, with notes and maps posted around everywhere.

It became very clear very quickly that me and Thalia truly may be one of the same.

[Distant scrambling and footsteps]

[???]: What are you saying about me?

RADIO: [Chuckles lightly]... Nothing incriminating, I promise…! Stop eavesdropping on me, I told you I’m self-conscious about this! …Yeah, I… didn’t mention, old sport! Thalia is… here. Right now.

THALIA: You didn’t mention I was here?!

RADIO: I was getting there! You just rudely interrupted me before I got to that part!

THALIA: Should I be giving a review of your setup?

RADIO: [Surprised, taken aback] How long were you listening to me?!

THALIA: …No comment.

RADIO: …Would you mind leaving now and not listening in on my conversation?

THALIA: Fine… I’m gonna go raid your food stash.

RADIO: Can you no- … Aaand, she’s gone!

Old sport, meet Thalia. Thalia… old sport.

[…]

So little time left to talk to you, February.

That’s been happening more and more these days, hasn’t it? I’m sorry.

You never liked me apologising, I know. But I am. I’m sorry.

I will always be sorry. For everything. Anything. Whatever I did, and whatever I didn’t do.

Whatever made you run to the stars, and not look back.

I’d hope you’d be happy for me though, February… I made a friend!

I wish you could meet her. You two would get along so well. Maybe too well.

I can’t help but see you in her. The way she lightly teases me, unharmful and quietly. How much she makes me laugh from the things she does. The things she says.

Now, she’s no February. No one could ever possibly mean more to me than you do.

But she’s pretty cool. Just like you are, February…

THALIA: Who’s that…?

RADIO: [Distant clatter of items falling to the floor] Ah-! Thalia! More warning next time! And what did I say about eavesdropping…!

THALIA: Sorry… You were being so quiet, I thought you were done, I swear. Did you get ahold of someone? Who’s this February?

RADIO: Oh, um… No. No. I… February’s… someone… Y’know what? Lemme wrap this up. I’ll tell you all about them.

THALIA: Okay…! Yeah, no problem. This February sounds really special. I can’t wait to hear about them, Radio.

♪ There’s nothing left for us anymore Why aren’t you listening? Why aren’t you listening to me? There’s nothing left. ♪

NOTE: as inspired by the week #3 prompts of february friday events as organised by @februaryfridayevents! this week's themes were (found) family / friendship / bonds. i was really excited to develop thalia and radio's relationship in this excerpt, while of course still serving a letter to february...!

as always, see you next week for the last february friday...!

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lokidokieokie · 2 years

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The Great Escape

Request from Wattpad: Okay! So, The reader is from a prison deep in space that used their prisoners for experiments. One day, you have enough and mangae to break out and kill everyone on the ship/rock thing. You take an escape pod and get as far away as you can. The ship gives out just inside the orbit of earth, and you crash land. Still disoriented from the last experiment, you stumble through the streets of a strange town, and come across a strange man. He sees your quite obviously not human and keeps an eye on you, before approaching you. (Also at some point you cut out a tracker in your leg)

Pairing: Stephen Strange x Prisoner!Reader

Warnings: some gore, death, name-calling, violence, graphic depictions of torture (e.g., cutting, burning etc.), wounds, language 😮, Stephen being his sexy self (lemme know if I missed any)

Note: Part 1 of 2

You were awoken from your slumber by a guard pouring water all over you.

“You’ve been chosen today, bitch. Get up!”

You rolled your eyes, “What lovely five star service you offer, I’ll be sure to leave a good review on whatever the galactic version of Yelp is.”

You hated it here. The conditions were deplorable: you were treated as if you were some war criminal, left in a mouldy cage to suffer, and you were experimented on whenever these sick fucks felt like it.

Who would love it here?

Roughly picking you up, the guard pushed you forward out if your cage.

“Move it!”

Trudging through the space prison was always an adventure; you never knew who or what you would see!

Today, however, there was nothing exciting. Just your usual prisoners, being confined within the same grey concrete walls, being treated like trash.

What a vacation spot!

“Keep it moving!”

You stopped and turned to face this guy, “Mate, when did I stop moving?”

You were backhanded across the face for that. “Don’t talk back, bitch!”

You mocked him, “dOnT tAlK bAcK bItCh!”

He growled and continued to push you forward as you smiled. They can’t let the boss know that they harmed the prisoners...more than they did already. It could ruin the progress of the precious experiment.

Before you knew it, you were stopped in front of the very familiar white doors that you absolutely hated. Whatever happened behind those doors was absolute torture. It went against every galactic space law ever known.

“You know the rules, don’t resist and you’ll be rewarded.”

You huffed, “With what, a sticker?”

The guard raised his hand to slap you again, but instantly stopped when the doors opened.

“Are you attempting to harm my most successful experiment?”

That voice gave you shivers...and not the good kind. It was eerie...almost sinister-like. You hate it and the alien that it belonged to.

The guard stuttered, “N-no, sir!”

Evil-man nodded, “That’s what I thought. You’re dismissed.”

With that, the guard left...you wished you had that power over them.

“Get Subject 173, protocol nebula.”

And with that, everything went black.

You awoke strapped to a metal table.

You sighed, “Is this really necessary?”

Evil-man smiled, “Of course, 173, you know not the power that flows throughout your being.”

You rolled your eyes, “Well, I don’t want this fucking power flowing through my being!”

He laughed, “Good! We don’t want it flowing through you either.”

And with that, he pushed the scalpel into your shoulder. You refused to play his game; you kept silent. Taking his sweet time, he sliced the scalpel through your skin--at a painstakingly slow pace--and made his way to your elbow.

“So we’re going to take it out of you!”

You kept refusing to play. You refused to give him the satisfaction of hearing your screams of pain and terror; it would only give him more power than he already had.

Noticing what you were doing he gave you an evil smile, “Such a brave little thing.”

You scoffed, “If I’m brave, you’re pathetic.”

A slap to the face for that one; they really need to learn new methods of shutting you up. “Here I am, being generous and this is how you treat me?”

You gaped, “Generous? How is this generous?”

His smile turned sinister, “Oh, you’ll see.”

With that he picked up a long, metal pole and began making his way over to you.

“Let’s see how long it will take for you to scream.”

With a flick of a switch the once metallic silver turned to a burning orange.

“I’m going to enjoy this.” And with that, he whacked you with the pole.

You felt like you were on fire. Your skin felt like it was going to split in two. Tears welled up in your eyes, but you refused to give him what he wanted.

He pushed the pole further into your skin trying to get what he wanted out of you, “Scream like the little bitch you are.”

You felt a burning rage boil in your being. This sick fuck was getting off on your pain. You weren’t going to lay here and take it anymore.

You managed to rip out of your bindings, much to the confusion of evil-guy.

“Is this your little attempt to escape?” You turned to face him and his face paled.

Your eyes burned with an orange glow, and the look of pure terror on evil-guy’s face was priceless.

A sinister smile graced your face, “You want me to scream? How about I make you scream?”

With some newfound strength, you grabbed the scalpel and threw it at his face. It landed in his eye; he screamed.

“You pathetic whore! I’ll get you for this!”

You just titled your head to the side, “How are you meant to do that when you’re dead?”

“You’re going to kill me?” He had the audacity to laugh. “I’d like to see you-”

He didn’t even have time to finish his sentence before you removed his head from his shoulders.

You sarcastically gasped, “I’m sorry, you were saying something?”

With that you strolled outside those horrid white doors, covered in the blood of the evil mastermind that ran everything.

“Hi boys!”

All the guards in the vicinity turned to face you.

“What are you doing out here?”

You playfully smiled, “Getting out of here.”

They all charged at you. This was going to be fun.

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catierambles · 1 year

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Public Relations Ch.4

Pairing: Clark Kent/Superman x Charlotte Danvers (OFC)

WC 2363

Warnings: None

@kingliam2019 , @greensleeves888

two in one day? whuuuuuuuut. lemme know if you want to be tagged

The next few days passed uneventfully, Clark sending her that list of places and they settled on a diner he liked to frequent in downtown Metropolis. She was sitting at her desk going through emails when she got the notification of another one coming in from Melissa and she opened it up.

“It’s good.” She had prefaced the link and Charlotte clicked it, bringing up the Daily Planet website and the article attached.

Charlotte Danvers: Only human.

By Clark Kent

By now everyone has heard about what happened at Danvers Tower more than a week ago, its details, both sordid and otherwise splashed over headlines in print and online. Sadly, most publications seemed to focus on the sensational aspects, rather than the full truth. They led to the incident in question, yes, but one wrong decision in her personal life does not justify someone trying to end that life. The press has lost sight of this and Ms. Danvers was raked over the coals as it were, metaphorical stones thrown at her in an effort to somehow diminish the fact that someone she honestly cared about tried to take her life, betraying her trust in the worst way imaginable. How does the old adage go? Those in glass houses? None of us are above reproach. None of us can honestly say we have led a life free of regret or questionable decisions. Charlotte Danvers is a victim in this situation, and to continue to make her so instead of standing by her denotes a severe lack of character and integrity.

I spent the better part of a day with Charlotte Danvers, and the woman I spoke to was not the amoral seductress others have made her out to be. She was kind, warm, and inviting. She spoke with me honestly and candidly on a wide array of topics. Those who worked directly for and with her had nothing but good things to say about her. A lot of terrible things have been said about Charlotte Danvers in the days prior, but let’s try to focus on the positives, shall we? Let’s talk about the woman herself outside of what the other press would have you believe about her.

Charlotte found herself smiling as she read the rest of the article. He was complimentary, but not overly so. He didn’t put her on a pedestal, nor did he attempt to pull her down. He was honest, completely and truly, and she admired that. She read the article a couple more times before printing it out and making a note to have it framed as she did with most articles that were written about her that she actually liked. Going into her phone, she pulled up their text message thread and typed in a message, sending it to him.

Thank you

His response a short while later of a simple heart emoji made her smile again and she reached over, pressing a button on her desk phone.

“Hey, Melissa? Who owns the Daily Planet?” She asked.

“Uhh…Bruce Wayne, I believe, but let me double-check.” Melissa said and a small, somewhat mischievous grin pulled at her lips.

“Please do.” She said and went back to her emails before her phone came to life next to her.

“Yep, Bruce Wayne owns The Daily Planet as a subsidiary of Wayne Enterprises.”

“So he doesn’t actually personally own it.”

“Not that I’ve found.” Melissa said. “Are you thinking what I think you’re thinking?”

“Annoy Bruce Wayne and get into the communications business in one fell swoop?” She asked, “Have Acquisitions reach out to them about passing the reins and see if they can put together an offer for me to review.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Melissa said, “Oh, I’m ordering from the Greek place down the street for lunch, you want anything?”

“Chicken shawarma rice bowl, extra tzatziki?”

“You got it, I’ll let you know when it’s here.”

“You want me to foot the bill?”

“Nah, you’re good, Charlie. It’s just the two of us, I got it.” Melissa said.

“Thanks, Mel.” Charlotte said, “Let me know what Acquisitions says.”

“You’ll know as soon as I do.” Melissa said and the line went dead. Picking up her cell phone again, she sent Clark a winky face emoji, getting question marks in return.

I have something in the works. You’ll know if it pans out.

Why am I scared all of a sudden?

That made her laugh.

You’re fine, nothing will change. Much. Maybe.

That doesn’t make me feel better.

It’s still in its infancy, babe. Like I said, you’ll know if it pans out.

Babe?

Shit, she hadn’t meant to put that and it was way too soon for pet names.

So tell me about this diner.

He allowed her to switch topics like a champ and they texted off and on for the rest of the day, making plans to have them meet at her place and they would head into the city together. He didn’t have a car (of course), so she told him that she would have someone pick him up if he didn’t want to use his own personal method. Her house backed up against a forested area far outside the city limits, so he had a private landing zone away from prying eyes if he so chose. In the end, he agreed to have someone swing by to get him and gave her his address. They settled on a time and she let her driving company know that they would be sending someone out to get him at around 7 pm and bring him to her residence, giving them his contact information so they could notify him when they were on their way and when they arrived.

She worked on various things until about 5 when she decided to call it quits for the day, shutting down her computer and letting Melissa know that she was leaving so she could have someone come around front. It’s not that Charlotte couldn’t drive herself to and from work, it was just easier this way and she didn’t have to think about parking. Packing up her things, she left the building, bidding those she passed a good night, and got into the car waiting out front, thinking about what she was going to wear. Everything that immediately came to mind was far too fancy for the setting so she ran through what casual clothes she had hanging up, deciding at last on a simple pair of jeans, a hoodie, and sneakers.

She wished the driver goodnight as they pulled up in front of her house and she got out, heading inside and starting to get ready. The work makeup would need to come off and she debated on how extensive she wanted to get with it and if she wanted to subject him to the sight of her without makeup so soon. Best not to give the man nightmares. Foundation, powder, eyeliner, mascara, and lightly tinted lip gloss it was.

She was just putting the finishing touches on her hair, deciding to just pull it back into a simple bun at the back of her head when she heard the doorbell ring through the sound system. Heading downstairs, she opened the front door, smiling as she saw him standing on her doorstep, getting a smile in return. He had also changed out of his work clothes, opting for a button-up flannel shirt, jeans, and boots, the top couple buttons of the shirt undone and showing a rather attractive view of chest hair, the sleeves rolled up his forearms.

“Come on in!” She said and stepped aside to let him in, watching as he looked around and snorted in amusement at his whistle.

“Wow, this place is big.” He said, looking up at the vaulted ceilings and at the sweeping staircase that was branched off at the top in different directions.

“A bit too big, sometimes.” Charlotte said with a shrug, “But it gives a good first impression. Want the tour before we head out?”

“Absolutely.” Clark said and she started showing him around, working from top to bottom, but only vaguely pointing at where her bedroom was located and not actually showing him it, lest he got the wrong impression on a first date. He was especially impressed with her library and study, along with the full bar in the home theater.

“And here, right off the garage, is the indoor pool and jacuzzi.” She said as they walked into the room and he looked around, “The water of the pool is heated so it’s good year-round.”

“Big windows.” He said, noticing the large floor-to-ceiling windows that made up one exterior wall facing the forest.

“They frost over like the ones in my office if I want some privacy.” She said and he nodded.

“I meant to ask.” Clark said and she gave him a questioning look. “World of Warcraft?” There was a moment of confusion before she remembered and she looked down at the stitching on the front of her hoodie briefly.

“I like to play it in my downtime.” She said, “What little I actually have, and BlizzCon is always fun.”

“Never played it and never been.” Clark said with a small, amused smile.

“For the Horde.” She said and he snorted, understanding the reference even though he didn’t play the game. “And through here, is my pride and joy.” He followed her as they left the pool area, heading into the garage and he stopped as she turned on the overhead lights, his jaw dropping slightly at the sight of the cars she had. There wasn’t a modern sports or high-end luxury car among them, all classics and mostly muscle cars, but there were a couple of vintage sports cars as well.

“Oh my god.”

“Yeah.” She said, a smile in her voice and she went past him, going up to one and running her fingertips up the gleaming black hood lightly. “This one is my favorite, my baby. 1967 Pontiac GTO with a V8 engine, growls like a beast and has enough power to push you back in your seat and then some. She was the first one I collected and restored.”

“You restored her yourself?” He asked, standing at the front of the car and she nodded with a sound.

“You should have seen her when I found her, rusting away in a junkyard, poor thing. The guy sold her to me for next to nothing, probably thinking I was going to just strip her down for usable parts. It wasn’t an easy restoration by any means, the chassis needed replacing, and the engine was completely shot. Lots of late nights, but I got her back to fighting weight and prom pretty.”

“She’s gorgeous. What about this one?” He asked, moving off to a cherry red convertible with bold black lines down the hood.

“1970 Chevelle SS 454 LS6.” She said, “Only about twenty were ever produced. I only drive her on special occasions, but I do make sure to drive her. Beauty like her doesn’t deserve to be put on a shelf and never taken out.”

“My dad would have loved to see these.” Clark said.

“I’d love to show him one day.” Charlotte said with a smile and he looked down, shoving his hands in his jeans pockets.

“He died some years back,” Clark said, “When a twister ripped through my hometown.”

“I’m sorry.” She said, “I didn’t know.”

“I could have saved him, but he…” Clark stopped, sniffing slightly. “He stopped me. He didn’t want me to out myself just for the sake of him.”

“He was trying to protect you.” Charlotte said and he nodded, looking at her as she stood in front of him, a sympathetic smile on her face. “You know what? Forget the diner, let’s order a pizza instead.”

“You sure?” Clark asked and she nodded.

“Yeah, I have a rather extensive movie collection, if I do say so myself. How about you pick one out and we watch it in the theater?” She suggested, “But before we do that. How would you, my good Sir, like to take one of the cars out for a spin around the neighborhood?”

“Oh, I couldn’t…I couldn’t possibly…”

“I insist. Whichever one you want.” She said, “I know it’s blasphemy, but they’re all automatic transmissions, made sure of it myself. Was never comfortable with manual, personally.”

“Are you sure? Absolutely sure you want me behind the wheel of one of your babies?”

“Clark, you have literal superhuman reflexes. I’m not worried about you crashing one of my cars.” She said and he looked over her collection.

“I would love to.” He said and she gave a sweeping gesture.

“Pick one out.” She said and he walked down the row before stopping at one. It was a deep sapphire blue with white racing stripes and like the Chevelle, was also a convertible.

“This one.”

“The 1965 Shelby Cobra, only about a thousand were ever produced.” She said, “Excellent choice, Sir, let me get that key for you.” She went over to a box on the wall, pressing her thumb onto the scanner and opening it as it unlocked, looking through the keys hanging on hooks inside before pulling one out. He caught it as she tossed it to him and he opened the driver’s side door, getting into it and settling down behind the wheel, putting the seat belt on. She got in on the passenger's side and put on her own belt and he hesitated a moment before sliding the key into the ignition and turning it. The engine came to life with a growl and settled into a purr and he groaned, dropping his head onto the steering wheel and making her laugh. Opening the glove box, she pulled out a remote and pressed the button, the garage doors sliding back like aircraft hangar doors. The cars were all parked at an angle facing the now open door so all he had to do was put his foot on the gas and drive out, heading up the ramp and turning down onto the street, the doors closing behind them.

#henry cavill #clark kent #superman #public relations fic #my writing

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jewwyfeesh · 6 months

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Recollections and Heartfelt Wishes 1

Writer: Mitsuki

Character(s): Oogami Koga, Kiryu Kuro, Nito Nazuna

Translated by: jewwyfeesh

CN/EN Proof by: stcrfeesh

Koga: (……Huh. I didn’t know that the expression I made back then was such a happy one.)

Time: End June Season: Summer Location: Yumenosaki Academy Library

Koga: …………

(Even though I’m not used to the overly silent atmosphere of the library, there’s really been too many annoyin’ things goin’ on lately… some peace and quiet ain’t so bad after all.)

(I heard from Adonis that this exam’s pretty important. I don’t wanna have to retake the exam or anythin’, so I better buckle up and review a li’l.)

(Sigh, turns out sittin’ here studyin’ alone in earnest is actually quite boring~ if there were someone to tutor me or whatever, it would make things a li’l better.)

(It’s such a pity that those guys got their own things to do, so there’s nothin’ I can do but to trudge on on my own. Anyways, when it comes to things like exams… all I need to do is pass, right?)

(Yaaa~wn… All of these densely packed words in the textbook… I can’t help but feel drowsy the more I look at ‘em…)

[An unknown amount of time later]

……

—Aah… achoo!

……? I… I fell asleep? Anzu, were ya the one who woke me up?

Oh, yer lookin’ for some inspiration for some projects, eh? That’s why yer in the library to look for materials from all the previous years’ ‘RepayFes’.

But ‘cause no one’s browsed these yearbooks in a long time, it’s already hella dusty, so ya took a hankerchief to wipe ‘em… no wonder I felt my nose gettin’ kinda itchy and wanted to sneeze.

Since ya hadn’t done it on purpose, there ain’t a need for ya to say sorry or anythin’. Seriously, I really didn’t think I’d waste the whole afternoon fallin’ asleep like this.

Hm? Ya’ve been starin’ at those photos fer quite a long time, is there somethin’ wrong with ‘em? Lemme see—

Hold on, aren’t these the photos of the unit Sakuma-senpai, Shitty Glasses and I had formed?

I thought all those rottin’ old stuff would’ve been thrown out eons ago. Hadn’t expected that they’d be kept here…

Yer askin’ if that Unit’s called ‘DEADMANS’? How did’ya know?

Oh, I remember now. In the previous ‘RepayFes’, Sakuma-senpai n’ the rest of ‘em used the ‘DEADMANS’ name to kick up a big fuss. Didn’tcha run over to produce for them too?

Hmph, so that’s what happened. Whoever’s cleanin’ it up probably saw those two outfits and thought the styles were pretty similar or whatever, then mistakenly grouped ‘em together with those from ‘RepayFes’.

Whatever. ‘m in no mood to continue studyin’ now, so I’ll help ya sort these out.

(……Huh. I didn’t know that the expression I made back then was such a happy one.)

(After the events of ‘RepayFes’, I had thought we UNDEAD had finally managed to communicate our feelings and intentions, and, from that day on, would continue on forever……)

(But after the seniors graduated, the distance between us seemed to only get bigger and bigger; our movements are always clumsy, and we’re unable to cooperate well.)

(Ugh! I don’t even know where the hell did the problem even come from!)

……Hey, Anzu. Could’ya lend me these photos for me ta go develop ‘em? After developin’ I’ll return them to ya.

It’s just that I thought these photos made me look real handsome, and wanted to keep ‘em as a souvenir. Don’tcha think too much ‘bout it, kay?

[The next day, in the Seishou Hall Common Rooms]

Nazuna: Kuro-chin~! You’ve been sitting there in front of the TV with such seriousness, is there a show you wanna watch being broadcasted soon?

Kuro: Oh, it’s you, Nito. I heard from the agency that they’re intendin’ to give us some work relatin’ to variety shows. Since ‘m kinda free today, thought it would be good to watch some relevant programmes to get an idea ‘bout it.

After all, Akatsuki has no experience in workin’ these types of jobs. In order to adapt to the increasingly diverse idol industry, it’s necessary to try and venture into other fields outside of concert and performance.

Especially after joining RhyLink, we Akatsuki have yet to receive any sort of job. That’s why I had thought it would be a good idea for me to use this time to prep.

Nazuna: Haha, with the ever-reliable Kuro-chin around, I’m super sure y’all will be fine!

Ah, right! Speaking of variety shows, I remember Rei-chin and Kaoru-chin recently participated in one, right? We could watch that!

Kuro: Oh, that’s a pretty good suggestion. As idols from the same agency, the variety shows they’ve attended would be better suited fer reference material.

Nazuna: Hm… I didn’t think that both of them would adopt this kinda style for a variety show. It’s completely different from my impression of UNDEAD – being too immoral and all.

Kuro: It’s somethin’ I’ve heard Hasumi bring up before. UNDEAD’s been tryna change their image since Spring; probably ‘cause they’re hopin’ to expand the fanbase and be more flexible when it comes to jobs they take on.

Nazuna: Everyone’s working hard to move forward in the world of idols~ To be honest, Ra*bits is also facing a similar issue… we’re looking to explore other charm points that aren’t just putting up a cutesy act or acting cute.

Hm, back to the topic… Even though this show pokes fun at the guests, because the program is well written and the jokes are appropriately paced, it doesn’t feel like the guests are being made into laughing-stocks at all, which is really good!

Kuro: Yeah. I do feel a li’l more relieved. Seems like veteran agencies have more resources an’ experience when it comes to these things, and have a more developed system for matchin’ idols.

I think RhyLink has dealt with the issue of mismatch between an idol’s style compared to variety shows many times before, so it can match each “unit” to the right job rather easily now.

Though, the most pressin’ problem Akatsuki currently faces is the lack of suitable jobs – which, if yer look at it from another viewpoint, could also be due to the hostility veteran agencies have for newcomers.

Resources were already divided by those that came before, so when it’s finally the newbies’ turn, they’re left with scraps – unpleasant jobs that no one wants. Variety shows like these aren’t something that’ll drop in the palm of yer hands just cause yer wanted them.

Nazuna: Even though that’s true, I still think that Kuro-chin’s pretty suitable for a variety show.

On stage, it’s especially hard to showcase the contrast between Kuro-chin’s appearance and your kind and caring personality, but it’ll definitely be much easier on a recorded program! The more I think about it, the more expectant I become ♪

Kuro: Haha, if ya praise me all of a sudden, I’ll get embarrassed… Come on, let’s go back to watchin’ the variety show. The upcomin’ segment seems to be particularly interestin’.

Nazuna: Pfft… I really hadn’t expected Rei-chin to be so hilarious, I’m ‘bout to cry from laughing so hard~

Koga: (Eh? Did I just hear Sakuma-senpai and Hakaze-senpai’s voices…? I thought they’re outside for a job today, how could they have returned to Seishou Hall so fast?)

…Oh. Huh. Turns out it came from the television.

Nazuna: Koga-chin? Wanna join us? We’re watching some variety shows featuring Rei-chin and Kaoru-chin ♪

Koga: Variety show…?

Hmph, those borin’ shows? What’s so good about them?! What a disappointment. I’m headin’ back to my dorm first.

Nazuna & Kuro: ……?

ES x LC Masterlist | Chapter 2 →

#enstars translation #fragments of light and shadow #recollections and heartfelt wishes #oogami koga #nito nazuna #kiryu kuro

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meili-sheep · 2 years

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Eula: (somewhat stressed) Look, I’m not asking for any official status or anything else of that nature. I just want to bash some Fatui skulls.

Yelan: But that isn’t it, now is it?

Eula: . . . some of my family may or may not be amongst the particular groups you scoped out. And I would want nothing more than to see the looks on their faces at the sight of me kicking their asses.

Yelan: You’re in.

Status: Honorary Member

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Itto: (energized and worked up) Come on, man! I can’t let ‘em get away with roughing up my gang! It’s not right.

Ayato: As much as I would love to have you join us, there’s one in our number that wouldn’t approve of it, so I don’t know . . .

Itto: Who is it, bro? Do they think I’m not strong enough? Lemme at ‘em! I’ll prove them wrong and they’ll see I can fight with you guys-

Yelan: (yawns) It’s too early to be arguing with yourself . . . (sees Itto) Oh.

Itto: (gasps) You?!?

Yelan: (gasps, mocking) Me?

Ayato: (exasperated) Please don’t start fighting again . . .

Status: Rejected Pending???

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Shenhe: (sighs deeply) Look. I can’t let you come with me.

Qiqi: But Fatui . . . bad. And Qiqi . . . doesn’t like bad people.

Shenhe: And that’s fine, but Dr. Baizhu wouldn’t like you to go. So I’m not going to either.

Qiqi: Dr. Baizhu . . . couldn’t catch me anyway.

Shenhe: (raises a single eyebrow) I could though.

Qiqi: (sadly) Aww.

Status: Rejected Extensive Review Pending

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Diluc: No.

Kaeya: But-

Diluc: Too much craziness and close calls.

Kaeya: (scoffs) As if you aren’t a part of that.

Diluc: It’s more for your sanity than mine.

Kaeya: And how is that the case?

Diluc: (simply) Shenhe would eat you alive.

Status: Rejected Unknown

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Yelan: Absolutely not. You can’t.

Shinobu: Actually I can because I have a permit and the certifications.

Yelan: Pfft. Bet.

Shinobu: Nache. (actually produces the documentation)

Yelan: (stumped for once in her life) Where the fuck did you get those?

Shinobu: (shrugs, smugly) Ayato taught a master course a little while ago and I was one of the only ones that got flying colors on it! Don’t know why there was a ‘Gambling for Dummies’ component though.

Yelan: (under her breath) I swear to the Archons, Ayato is so fucking dead . . .

Shinobu: Sooo can I join you?

Yelan: No.

Shinobu: Why?

Yelan: Because.

Shinobu: And what’s the reasoning for that?

Yelan: . . . We’ll start the process.

Status: Unwillingly Pending

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Klee: So Klee can use bombs?

Diluc: Yes, yes you can.

Status: Honorary Official Member

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Sayu: . . . will I get paid?

Ayato: But you already get paid by me!

Sayu: Time is money and sleep loss. I want monetary compensation.

Ayato: The Brigade only gets pay from the spoils, but it’s quite the amount.

Sayu: Will Miss Shenhe be there?

Ayato: Yes.

Sayu: And will I be able to take naps with her?

Ayato: Anytime you want.

Sayu: I’ll sign up. But I also want some of the shares when I contribute.

Ayato: That’s not even going to be an issue.

Status: Pending Honorary Member

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Ayato: No.

Ayaka: You can’t tell me what to do. I’ve already given the paperwork to Yelan.

Ayato: (holds up said paperwork) This paperwork?

Ayaka: (huffs) Now you’re just being unfair!

Ayato: I’m being perfectly fair. You can be friends with them, but the brigade is too dangerous.

Ayaka: So you can be in it, but I can’t?!?

Ayato: When you’re older.

Ayaka: We’re not even that far apart!

Status: Rejected Pending (as Ayato didn’t actually snatch the right documents)

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Diluc: . . . did you even read the paperwork?

Childe: Yes!

Diluc: So . . . why are you still going through with the process?

Childe: Because Dottore is a bitch and deserves to be bullied. And Arlecchino needs to get knocked off her high horse. It’d also be funny to clown on Pierro.

Diluc: . . . you understand that for you specifically, this process is going to be extensive and longer than usual. I’ll also need to talk to the others about this.

Childe: Of course!

Diluc: (sighs) You really shouldn’t be doing this, but whatever I guess.

Childe: I’ll be fine, comrade! Just tell me when I get to start bullying the Fatui!

Diluc: (to himself) He’s confused, but he’s got the right spirit.

Status: Extensive Review Pending

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Yelan: She’s in for life. You don’t even need to ask about that.

Tighnari: As she’s currently under my charge, I’m afraid I’m going to have to decline any full membership activities, but I am 100% supportive of any affliation she wishes to have as the skills she would learn from you all would be good for her in the future.

Yelan: (nods) We can make it work. You’ll also have your time and what you’re doing with her already.

Tighnari: Okay! Thank you for your patience and understanding.

Yelan: Of course.

Collei: (bilnks) But . . . I didn’t even get to have any of the interviews . . .

Status: Special Honorary Member

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Diluc: And why do you think we would let you in?

Tighnari: I have an inherent intolerance for stuffy bureaucracy, commit dissemination like it’s a hobby, and have access to an arsenal of plants and fungi with properties that could kill 15 Sumpter Beasts with less than one drop, paralyze you with exposure up to 50 feet away, or cause you to hallucinate to the point where you are rendered brain-dead just by touching them. The Akademiya has never managed to put me in jail for a reason and if the Fatui are dealing with them, then they won’t catch me either.

Diluc: . . .

Tighnari: . . . okay, fine. I want to keep an eye on Collei and make sure she’s doing okay.

Diluc: That’s all you had to say. Done.

Status: Honorary Member

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Yanfei: You really should consider letting me in.

Yelan: No, I shouldn’t.

Yanfei: Does the ‘Elderberry Wine Incident’ ring a bell?

Yelan: . . . I should.

Yanfei: Precisely.

Status: Special Honorary Member Legal Consultant

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Ayato: (mutters) We’re just going to let anyone join now, aren’t we?

Guoba: (grunts) Huh?

Ayato: Fine.

Guoba: (happily) Lolol! (hands him a fish skewer)

Ayato: Oh, why thank you. (nibbles it) Mmm, not bad! A tad plain though, but the smokiness is quite nice.

Status: Unofficial Mascot???

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This is ridiculous, I know. I don’t know where this came from either. It’s just here.

So the official roster at this point.

Original Members

Diluc | Yelan | Ayato

Full Members

Shenhe | Traveler | Klee | Qiqi

Honorary Members

Kujuo Sara | Eula | Sayu | Tighnari

Special Positions

Yanfei (God lawyer who keeps bailing everyone out, praise Yanfei) Collei (We bully the Fatui for Collei) Ayaka and Kaeya (The title you give when mom is forcing you to take your siblings to hang out with you and your friends) Guboa (Is just happy to be here) Ningquang (Paying for damages) Venti (An Choas caused by Diluc Ragnvindr is approved by Lord Barbatos himself)

Pending

#bully the fatui brigade #Cyno is probably gonna get approved #so is al haitham #Childe is gonna be pending for ever #Also Qiqi is a full member

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ksjade · 2 years

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Revisiting a Legend

Tupac Shakur. I could really stop it at that, no need for introduction. But, for the sake of formalities, I wont. Tupac is the most celebrated MC in the culture, a man people still hail as hip-hops visionary, messiah, legend, or god even. Why? It’s because of what he stood for and how he represented his community. With all this notoriety one would think he was on the scene for YEARS but no, he was only out for about 5 before his untimely death. Although a full discography review would do better justice in really showing who Tupac was, for now I’ll settle for a few songs from his album before his death: All Eyez On Me.

Before getting into the songs lets first start with the album itself. All Eyez on Me was the first album of its time to be released as a hip-hop double disk. Back then, this was unseen but after Pac others started following the blueprint. Not only that but this album became certified diamond when it broke records selling 10 million copies in the US. Why does this matter? It just goes to show how much work Pac put into his art, not many people can release 6 more albums after death. But Pac didn’t just put the work in for himself, he also did it for his people. In his 1994 MTV interview he gives a palatable analogy as to why his community is so angry and why it’s justified, he says,

“we was ASKING 10 years ago. We was ASKING with the Panthers, we was ASKING with them, you know, with the civil rights movement. We was asking. Now these people who were asking are all dead and in jail, now what do you think we’re going to do? ASK??… And we shouldn’t be angry? And my raps that I’m rapping to my community shouldn’t be filled with rage?”

In most, if not all, Pac’s interviews he talks about needing to rap about the suffering and injustices his people face because if not him then who? Not the media, not the schools, not government, so it had to be him. I could really go on and on, quoting interviews, movies, songs etc., etc. but lemme move on.

“Only God Can Judge Me”

This one is a personal favorite. From start to finish Pac has amazing bars that lament about the struggles of living in the gutter, the lies of the media, and the mental struggles of it all. This whole song could honestly be dissected line for line but I’ll stick with a few.

“And all my memories, of seein' brothers bleed

And everybody grieves, but still nobody sees

Recollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix

'Cause the media is full of dirty tricks”

Although not as descriptive or ‘vulgar’ as some other lines Pac has used they still say a lot. To put it simply, what’s being described is the horror and trauma his community faces and despite it all they’re repeatedly ignored and looked over. But, when talked about (or rapped about) the media paints him, or any other speaker, as the aggressor, the instigator, or the evil. Throughout the song he mentions thoughts of death and suicidal / dangerous actions that are brought about because of the pain and the struggle people have to endure just to live. At the end of the day people are just doing what they gotta do to just stay alive and keep themselves and their families fed. So, no, no one can judge what they’ve done except for God.

“Heartz Of Men” & “All Eyez on Me”

This album has a lot of feel good, ‘Thug Life,’ music. This doesn’t change the integrity of Pac though. To start, Pac’s definition of a thug is not the textbook, he means the underdog, the beaten, the abused. Songs like Heartz of Men and All Eyez on Me still describe a lot about his struggles, just more personal. Throughout both songs he talks about being back stabbed by friends and having people after him, but still getting back up to keep doing what he’s doing. Particularly in All Eyez on Me the title alone describes his ongoing struggle of not wanting to be forgotten. And just like his other songs that showcase his lyrical prowess these songs are no different. Many people are put off by rap music because of the ‘vulgarity’ or it’s claimed to condone gang life but, although this might be true in some cases, in many cases, especially Tupac’s case, it’s just describing what really goes down, what people really experience. In a 1994 interview with Ed Gordon Pac describes living,

“We all living in a war zone. It’s not as easy as people are making us think… it’s not like that. We live in hell, we live in the gutter… by the time you get out your house you strapped up to protect yourself cause’ you living in the same community the police is carrying rifles and riot gear.”

In another interview, 1995 MTV News, he describes wanting to finish school and wanting to go to college but just like so many kids he was unable to. He describes having to work to feed himself, his mother’s drug addiction at the time, and his house not having any light as factors. So even though it may be fair to say that rap is too aggressive or vulgar it’s not a true understanding of what the genre is. If just hearing about the struggle is too much just imagine being cursed with it.

2Pac’s Legacy

Just describing these few things truly doesn’t do enough justice. Some other honorable mentions are Do For Love, Keep Ya Head Up, Ghetto Gospel, and Dear Mama. Tupac is emotional, and I don’t mean that negatively. His raw emotion, his big mouth, his willingness to speak his heart, and the obligation he feels towards his community is really what makes him so beloved. Aside from his music, this is what makes him a legend. In all his interviews he connects to and speaks for his people, they never leave his mind. In the 1994 BET interview he says he speaks for the youth, all youth. Going back to his 1994 MTV interview he says

“All the society is doing is leeching off the ghetto. They use the ghetto for their pain, for their sorrow, for their culture, for their music, for their happiness, for their movies… I don’t wanna be another 50 years old at a BET ‘we shall over come’ achievement awards… I want when they see me they know that everyday when I’m breathing it’s for us to go farther.”

He says “us.” He keeps the same energy for the poor. Theres so many clips out there with pac asking how can you make millions and be okay with people living on the streets? It’s clear to see just how and why Tupac really changed a community.

Even today rappers still go back to him, the blue print. Kendrick saying that he’s continuing the legacy and even dreaming about him. ASAP Rocky admitting that he’s still a fan and is still moved by his work. And many, many, many more. It’s sad to hear that the youth doesn’t fully remember and acknowledge his legacy and although I understand his music isn’t this generations taste or some just might not care, his influence on the genre and on his people is undeniable. Many forget Tupac was a just a boy, only 25 when he died, but even in such a short amount of time he’s made more than a generations worth of impact.

“I’m not saying I’m gonna rule the world or in gonna change the world but I guarantee that I will spark the brain that will change the world”

#tupac shakur #2pacforever #all eyez on me #Spotify

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ofmermaidstories · 2 years

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MERMS! Hello :)

your updates are never annoying, i love every little tidbit. It reminds me of this post:

https://at.tumblr.com/coffeepeople/i-find-it-endlessly-fascinating-that-most-humans/77nfpirtk9mu

Im incredibly busy and don’t really have people in my life tbh, but sometimes seeing your updates at the end of the day is enough because it brings a sense of comfort and normalcy, so I do appreciate them and you :)

anon. 🥺 hello, my hardworking love. 🌷🌈✨💕 this is me filling you in on all the gossip after work (while you’re in a oodie and we’re eating pasta).

okay, lemme think: i read a 20k+ review (takedown) of Lightlark, the YA book that got a 6 figure publishing deal because of the author’s tiktok about it. i love YA as a genre (it’s such a formative genre, as fiction for kids/bigger kids tends to be, so i do believe that that audience in particular deserve fun, good books to read) so i like to stickybeak in whatever drama is happening in their corner and the Lightlark thing has been pretty interesting! the linked review is not generous lmao, but outlines pretty solidly why it won’t be so if you’re bored and nosey it’s an interesting read!!!!! it does spoil the book though!!!!!!

what else what else. this isn’t fic related but i started a mubi trial because i thought they had in the mood for love but they don’t, and no streaming service in australia does either. :( i really want to watch it!!!! but that’s okay—i lined up some interesting looking films so im gonna work through them before the trial ends. i’m about to start i am not your negro, which i’m excited for because i’m currently in the middle of if beale street could talk. i also have la notte waiting; i think italian cinema is very beautiful and romantic, and im curious to see if it’s gonna make me grind my teeth like so many older films do, when it comes to how dickish the men in them are LOL. el topo (the trailer is not work friendly!!!) is also on my watchlist but if i’m completely honest i am not that great with surrealism as a genre—i tend to like my stories literal, and also it gives me war flashbacks to highschool, and having to write essays about Dali and melting clocks. 🥹 but i’ll watch it because i’ve always been curious about jodorowsky’s dune, and i think it’ll be fun to go into that documentary at least having a taste of jodo’s style!!! and then there’s also the 1972 doco three cheers for the whale—it looks like a history on whaling? 🧐 i’ll report back. i probably won’t subscribe to mubi because i need to be picky with my monthly bills lmao, so i’m determined to watch anything that looks interesting during my trial!!!

i’ve been going on a bender, lately, in like, actively seeking out stuff to consume. i went to the library a couple of weeks ago and walked out with six different books (and four manga volumes!!!) and i’m still making my way through them—i have two more books waiting on hold for me and a wishlist in my notes!!!! i’ve also pre-ordered jennette mccurdy’s i’m glad my mom died—basically i am trying my damndest to drown myself lmfao. this is not the norm for me—i don’t know what switch has flipped but eh. there’s worse things that i could be doing, i guess. 🥹

i’m trying to think of something else that might be interesting for you in our pasta-date. 🥺 i saw a tiktok just today of a indie author who specialises in, um, monster-loving, trying to decorate her laptop with monster-lover stickers and she had like, a logo for the writing group she was apart of and—!!! omg. writing groups when they’re with your friends seem so fun. i always get so jealous when i read about like, great artists or writers all hanging out in the same dingy parisian bar or whatever. sometimes i feel like my brain is so rotted from the constant overstimulation that is the internet and being connected to everything everywhere all at once—i would love to switch off for a few solid weeks and just sit in a café in a city half a world away with people who like creating the same kind of things and just—yeah. i think we must all have some variation of that dream, right? having enough time and space to be able to linger somewhere outside and write or knit or paint or read a good book. doing that without having to fret about money or having to make it. we’d all be such different people if we didn’t have to worry about maintaining the sawdust in our cages. 🥹 anon!!!!!!! my busybee anon—i hope you see this. you sound like you work hard and i want you to know i am very proud of you—it’s hard slog making a life for yourself, and i just know you have done wonderfully this week. 🌷💕 i will save the next few interesting tiktoks i see and squirrel away any funny twitter drama just for you, for our next dinner date. 📚🍳📝💕 happy weekend, my love, and i’ll see you on the other side of it. ☀️

#ofmermaidstories-asks #i’ll have to make notes on the next hot topic discussion i see to bring to the table LOL

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paranoidpoltergeist · 2 years

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Transformers: Cyberverse Review (2/2)

So I finally watched cyberverse and figured I'd kill two birds with one stone and do my review while I was at it instead of having to rewatch it later. This ended up being so much longer than I expected and I tried to look back over it to the best of my ability but I wrote these directly after finishing each season so at some very odd hours of the day if anything is worded weirdly sorry about that. Please keep in mind this is my opinion and you might not agree:) Season 3:

Lemme start this off by saying I was so excited to see G1-Esque Laserbeak again but the absolute BUTCHERING of my boy drifts character. I was so sad dude, let him have his redemption arc:( plus Hot Rod, Cheetor, and Shockwave dying?! Not even right. I also lied because episode 5 of this season is the most confusing thing I’ve ever seen. I am so completely lost. How is Hot Rod back? What is even happening? Is that squid thing a Quintessons? Two of which were partially answered. Next episode we find out what happened with Hot Rod and you’ll notice one great detail here that was missing from season 2 THEY EXPLAIN WHAT WAS GOING ON.

So far the pacing feels a lot better even if the random time skip is a bit odd, BUT WIRL IS HERE AND HE’S GREAT. STUNTICONS well Stunticon, Dead End is great, I love his design even though I had no idea it was him at first. I don’t know if Hot Rod's voice actor had a cold or something while they were recording this but he was just constantly whispering and it made it so hard to take him seriously bc he’d be yelling somebodies name and it just sounded so flat. I didn’t think I’d like Perceptor at first but I ended up liking him a lot, Soundwave as always was great. I figure I’ll have a soft spot for this version for a long time, now if they’d just let him have all his cassettes back.

As of episode 12, Skywarp has been name-dropped once, and while I think I know which one she is she hasn’t been introduced yet and I’m on my hands and knees absolutely begging rn PLEASE let us have Skywarp. SPOILER ALERT SHE NEVER SAYS ANYTHING. I am devastated, Skywarp has got to be one of my favorite characters so every time I hear his name mentioned anywhere near a show or movie I get straight giddy bc we see Skywarp less than TC which honestly is a feat so you can imagine how sad I was when after being name-dropped AS THE COMMANDER she doesn’t get a single voice line. Finally, get TC and Warp and have them ripped away. L. In other news, have I mentioned that Starscream’s upgrades are the goofiest yet? Because they are. Judge Starscream has got to be the single worst thing to come out of any piece of transformers media like ever.

When I tell you I gasped when Megatron admitted he mistreated Starscream, never in a million years did I see that coming. I mean part of it is that Screamer got power-hungry, that his ambitions were too large, that he went a little crazy along the way, but part of it was that he was hurt. Does that excuse him deciding his entire world needed to be destroyed? No definitely not. I feel a character study coming along, but this isn’t the time or place so instead, I’LL TELL YOU HOW HYPED I WAS TO SEE ASTROTRAIN AND THE INSECTICONS. Hey, I’ll let you guess which faction is my favorite lol. The rest of this season is straight goofy and it’s mostly filler. Wild Wild Wheel, in particular, is one I want to touch on. It’s surprising how often the media does this but, as hurt as I know I’d be if I was left behind by my team I feel like you’d also have to realize well it’s war and casualties are in abundance. Someone goes missing and you usually have to assume they’re dead. The last episode was a bit weird but it was alright. In the end, this season wasn't bad at all but I do wish they'd cut it off at episode 18 and said the rest was season 4 or something. 7/10

Season 4:

This season was weird and I loved it and hated it. The first episode was great but the second one dude I’m so sad. I wish Astrotrain had more screen time I feel like he could have been a super cool character but alas he’s the 207th Decepticon gone. They killed the entirety of high command I was clinging to Soundwave and they VAPORIZED HIM. The way he went out was so sick but man you could have let us have at least one.

Now to the actual review part. I loved the Dinobots it was a different take on their story and I liked it. Letting them be an actual combiner was cool but Soundblaster destroying literal planets over a beatbox competition is the funniest thing I’ve ever witnessed in my life. The story flowed pretty well honestly, though I almost immediately knew what they were doing when Tarn showed up. The look my mom gave when I screamed “IS THAT TARN?!” was great but I did NOT expect the Megatron bashing they had him do lol. It’s a little hard to compare this season with the others because it's so different but I liked it, it was enjoyable. 6.5/10

How my system works:

When I do these reviews I base them on a couple of things 1.) What made it different 2.) How enjoyable is it 3.) How’s the plot, pacing, character designs, etc? So while I might really like a character there’s still a chance I’ll dock points because they didn’t just create a new character altogether instead of just stealing a name.

What makes it different?

Most of the changes they made were good. I loved 90% of the design changes, I even really liked the way they used the plot and what we already know from the original story. As confusing as our initial time skip is, it's not hard to fill in the blanks with any other continuities time on earth. So we skip the stuff we already know and instead get new stuff, which kept me interested! However, this part could have been really hard to understand for new viewers. Their approach to the Quintessons was a tad weird but it worked so I’m not complaining. 7.5/10

How enjoyable is it?

It was pretty good. I liked it and despite them killing off half the characters I liked I never felt like throwing my phone down and not watching anymore. It kept me interested and for the most part, it wasn't way too easy to guess exactly what was gonna happen. The number of characters they’d name-drop just to never use physically hurt me and sometimes I’d get frustrated with how they used certain characters or how they set something up or their weird time skips but so I’d pause it, get up to grab some water or something and get right back to it. Which for me is pretty good. 6.5/10

How’s the plot?

Despite the plotholes, the plot was good. They made it different but close enough I’d still be able to tell it's Transformers if they took away the name. Sometimes the way they won *cough* cybertroniansunitething *cough* was odd but all in all, it's fine. I thought the parade loop was creative and interesting to watch. The apocalypse part was honestly my favorite but I wish Hot Rod's frustration led to something. You win some you lose some ig. 6.5/10

How was the pacing?

The pacing was ok in most episodes. (I’m looking at you Sea of Tranquility) They managed to bring back the absolute mess I feared season 2 would be so I’m giving them points for that. Again the time skips can be weird but close to every episode BUT SEA OF TRANQUILITY THE BANE OF MY EXISTENCE did a pretty good job closing up those gaps for us. 6/10

How were the character designs?

I’ve already partially touched on this but it usually needs its own section so without further ado. Two-thirds of Starscream’s upgrades are the worst, most terrible horrifying things and I hate them with a burning passion. His original design however I liked and his voice actor did a great job. I liked almost everyone's designs until the Allspark got involved EXCEPT FOR JETFIRE whose design was just ok. I’m just kinda sad he wasn’t our gentle giant. That and he was really annoying, sorry anybody who liked him. 8/10

Overall: I think I have more conflicting feelings over this show than I do Micheal Bay's first TMNT movie, except its none of the low expectations or nostalgia and all mild confusion. This show is… weird, it was interesting and enjoyable despite Hasbro's never-ending fear of new characters. They took an old premise and made it new even if I can never forgive them for Judge Starscream, they kept the character designs reminiscent of G1 but still kept them fresh and I really liked it. I wish they used the Titans and Insecticons more or expanded on the multiverse part and it could have been interesting to see some of the other combiners. They might have had plans to use some of that before the show got canceled but we’ll never know.

Overall score: 6/10

#tv show review #tv show reaction #transformers #transformers cyberverse #starscream #skywarp #megatron #soundwave #cheetor #soundblaster #laserbeak #Me and sea of tranquility could fight #i felt like i randomly started watching an entirely different show #i'm still pressed over skywarp #but im hyped for her in earthspark #more ADHD fueled ramblings as a treat

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Fic Rec VI: Assorodus

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Thoughts on Chapter 1 (spoilers)

I think chapter 1 starts out strong. It immediately shows you who or what the Reader might be, which hooked me into the story. It started out differently than most of the fics I’ve read.

There are also things that point to the reader having history with Morpheus, which I liked because build-up is always good, especially when it’s a slow burn. Later on you get to look back on those and think “Oh, so that’s what it’s about!” And I always like that feeling.

There’s a lot of celestial activity in the story and regarding the Reader, and obviously we don’t know what that’s about just yet, but I do feel that it’s maybe a crucial part of the story, so I’m paying attention every time there’s some mysterious force that’s commanding Reader about something. (Reader is very focused on her job, so whatever that something is, it scares—but also excites hehe—me that it might lead to angst.)

I personally think that line is good, especially with the context that later on, the Reader will endure the scorching pain for Morpheus’ sake. Gets you a look into just how much Reader cares for Morpheus, and makes you wonder even more what kind of relationship they really have.

Although I will say, Morpheus is more emotional here than in other fics, which I personally don’t mind. Because it looks to me that that’s how the author intended it to be, and because of the dynamic between Morpheus and the Reader, it makes sense for the story.

In the dynamic, it seems that the reader is the more protective one and Morpheus is like, the soft, teary-eyed bean that he is. But again, it makes sense because of who the reader is. I won;t say what she is though because that would be a major spoiler, you’d have to read the story for yourself if you want to know XP.

Like I said, the plot is very interesting, and I encourage y’all to read it and give PagieCake some support! (Because they deserve it and I really want to know what happens next—)

Writing-wise, I think it’s more tell-y than showy, but that’s not a bad thing. Just means the pacing is a little faster (for me, at least), especially at the beginning. It slows down the more you read though, it’s mostly the first chapter that’s fast because it’s introducing the Reader’s character. The Reader's character is also very complicated because of what she is, so to dwell too long on that is gonna take a lot of words so I get why it’s a little faster than the rest of the story’s pacing.

The paragraphs are also long (not all the time, though), which isn’t rare for fics and books. I’m only mentioning it to let y’all know. Because I’m dyslexic, bulky paragraphs are a little harder to read. Author, don’t take this as me telling you to shorten your paragraphs, that’s not why I’m saying this. Go write however your heart desires! I’m just here to give people a heads up, it doesn’t affect the story at all!

I saw in the ao3 comments that this is the author’s second language, and lemme tell you, for someone who’s writing in their second language, this fic is written very well! English is my second language, too. This style of writing is quite hard to achieve when you’re not using your first language, so more kudos to the author! English is a b*tch to learn XD.

The dialogue is good too! The first chapter’s dialogue stands out to me because you get a glimpse of Morpheus and Reader's history. It’s obvious they care for each other, but are holding back, yk?

My heart melted at the thought that the Reader stayed with him in that basement. Especially when both of them know nothing can be done to get him out because Reader would get hurt in the process. Anyway, I’ll wrap this up so the review isn’t too long. But overall, the plot is very interesting as I’ve said before, and the story gets better and better as the chapter progresses. Go check out Assorodus!

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The Crown S5E10 Commentary

Non-Spoiler Review: That was so underwhelming. It just sealed to me what an uneventful season this was. I feel like Peter Morgan only went off on Ep 3, 4 then 7 to 9 then called it a day. I don’t know what exactly went behind the scenes to make him chicken out of going full on with the punches like he did in S4. Anyways here’s my live reactions as I watched it but I’m too annoyed to do a proper season review so lemme direct yall to my lovely mutual @mermaidsirennikita Caro’s post that outlined everything I felt about the season (I do disagree on some points but I’ll cover that in my post tomorrow or something when I’m done being mad - also hi Caro its viscountessevie’s side acc lol)

Spoilers Under The Cut

Dodi and Mohammed!! I've missed them Shksjs Dodi is officially an LA producer Not him bidding against Michael Douglas for a house

The way I really thought it was gonna be Diana 🤡🤡 But it's just Barbara Gordan Sr (Erin Richards played her in Gotham) bdjdjdk

LMAOOO DIANA VOTING NO FOR THE MONARCHY Isn't this a lie tho?? I'm pretty sure she wanted William on the throne eventually... Oh well fiction wise it's fucking funny This voting scene is brilliant I love it so much What a great cold open!

(I forgot I watched the cold open last night before falling asleep and am rewatching this bit again for my commentary and GOD IT'S EVEN MORE HILARIOUS A SECOND TIME)

Oooh it's Lizzie's birthday Lmaoo not her getting gag gifts from everyone BUT CHARLES Between the boring ass book he got for Di and this, he really is the worst gift giver huh Not Chucky being jealous of Pedodrew's stupid gift Damn Charles really is a masochistic always watching these programs that make him upset Lmaooo not Edward and Pedodrew taking the piss out of him

God Queen Mother shut the fuck up you racist bitch "The Great Chinese Takeaway" 🙄 For fuck's sake and everyone laughing. God fuck these racist asses. Yeah this might be a fictional scene but YOU KNOW these bitches have said worse things behind closed doors. I cannot WAIT til the Queen Mother dies; she's so insufferable. Yall did not compare the liberation of a former colony to an ex attending a wedding jfc yall are the worst Charles is gonna fuck up the Hong Kong trip just watch

Random tangent but Fly Like An Eagle is on Glen Powell (Hangman in the Top Gun sequel)'s playlist for his character and now there's a plane while the song is playing, I fully expected Glen to come out of that plane why am I like this 💀💀

Anyways hiii Dodi what a cutie Is Barbara Gordan Sr playing his wife? Nope she is not. Who is Kelly?? Why do we need to know her Is this scene necessary Peter Morgan?? OH?? HE'S SLEEPING WITH HIS ACTRESS?? Dodi wtf don't be one of those gross producers Oh wait is that his fiancee he dropped for Diana oop Also why did I think she was his ex wife that happened way back in the 80s dhdjkd I'm sorry but I did not need to see that scene lmao it could have been an email Dodi really has a type huh Ew he's doing coke God he really became a Hollywood cliche huh I mean I never knew much about him so I can't say if this is accurate or not but if it is, bro why did you become a Hollywood cliche

I never followed Tony Blair's politics but we like him right?? In that case, Charles you're nothing like him How has the second Mrs. Al Fayed not aged at all 👁👄👁 It's been at least a good 7 years since Ep 3

Don't be fucking crude Mou Mou Let them speak their native language Kelly Yeah it's rude but you're giving White Woman rn djdkkdkd Heini is right lmaooo Okay actually they did do well with her make up to age her a little

WHAT?? His only talent is women??? "One day you'll hit the jackpot"???? What does that meannnn Mou Mou Peter Morgan are you implying Dodi was a golddigger omg This is so uncomfortable pls Kelly is like ???

Damnn let's go Labour Party let's gooo Ohmygod that's Tony Blair?? Huh the one time the irl person is more attractive 💀💀 the actor is fine but Tony Blair was a DILF back in the day come on

Tell me why I feel sad John Major lost 😭😭😭 He was just so nice this season dhkdjd Lmao this historians convo is so meta especially since Peter seems to have a bias for John Major and have given him a hot actor and made him really chill and cool this season Lmaooo Lizzie you did not just say he's your favourite PM LOL bro it's fine the Brittiana is old af time to decomission her

"The youngest Prime Minister since Lord Liverpool in 1812" WELL Rishi Sunak is coming for that title 25 years later yall "And you're still a young man too" LIZZIE STOP LYING HE'S GOT A FULL HEAD OF WHITE HAIR Johnny Lee Miller playing him doesn't make him less old djdkkd

Can you imagine if the note to Blair had said "GET OUT WHILE YOU CAN" lmaooo Johnnn why you lying "A great job" as if you didn't spend this season just babysitting the royals

This boat nonsense plot line is so fucking stupid and pointless. Peter Morgan THIS could have been an email. I do not care for this shit at all They just sound like rich brats which we already knew they were So you could have used another example to show that

NEW BRITAIN SHDJJDJS This is so stupid omg It's just a fucking boat Lizzie let it go

Like I get sentimentality and all but don't anchor (pun absolutely intended) yourself and your sense of self worth to a old piece of metal Like That I would be alot more sympathetic (because we all have sentimental things tied to our memories)1 if they weren't old rich white people who caused so much pain whining about a luxary no one else can afford and expecting the government to keep funding it

HAHAHHAH HE'S IN BUSINESS WHILE THE REST ARE IN FIRST CLASS PLEASEEEE I CACKLED "You're going to have to be very brave" 💀 Camilla it's just business class yall need to calm the fuck down

What the fuck is this visual Mans is not left out of anything This visual metaphor falls so fucking flat when he's literally usually the one drawing the curtain on people Peter Morgan what are you doing

Omggg the Cantonese burning the British flag What icons They're so right for THAT

Okay Heini has grown on me Girlie really grew into her place in the Fayed family huh Good for her "You were so much more than a model. You were a socialite" MOU MOU WHAT This is so cringey pls

I have gone 20 mins after the cold open without Diana WHERE IS SHE Oh lmao here she is I missed you bby Awww her friendship with Mou Mou is everything I wanna h u g her Her voice is always on point I'm shook

God the flashes give me such anxiety The foreshadowing really gives me the deepest pit in my stomach Oh gosh the offer to Saint Topaz,,, the beginning of the end 😭😭 I don't want her to goooo Yeah Elizabeth took a few eps but she finally grew into the role as Diana we love to see it!

We hate Charles but damn doesn't Dominic look good in a uniform God I hate it here Also booo let Hong Kong be it's own country just passing it off to another country I can't even I get so anxious seeing the rainfall on everyone's head they're gonna catch a cold Dominic lost the Charles voice, it needs to be steeper bud

Charles don't be fucking weird Why did you link the ages to her relatives and husband and now son Don't say it Nope yall are not brothers stfu He said it 🤡 Welll he made Blair say it

Lmaooo Blair sick of the yacht talk too hsjjdkd Why do you feel bad sir?? Bruh it's just a boat 💀

YALL JUST GOT DIVORCED A YEAR AGO - Chill the fuck out Chucky Lmaoo Blair is right he was going behind Lizzie's back and briefing against her They always do this They brief against one another It's messy af

The amount of Charles cocksucking happening in this episode is gross Peter Morgan WHAT did he threaten you with Why are you trying to make him out to be this modern innovative man Was he??? Was he really??? Charles so self serving I cannot LMAO NOT CAMILLA WITH THE KNOCK OFF REVENGE DRESS YOU WILL NEVER BE HER

"Friendly invasion" Okayyy China whatever helps you sleep at night

Helloooo Martin,,, I really am a simp for Martin huh. Listen this season hasn't given me a single person in the main Royals other than Diana to feel anything for So Martin's hotness it is I can't believe I'm saying this: but Lizzie should have said No 😭😭 Martin snitching on Chucky hsjdjdk She's gonna TEAR HIM APART

There's 12 minutes left and this is such an unimpressive finale wtf Peter Morgan bruh what are you doinggg I told myself I won't follow press after the mess than is the Bridgerton production team But I NEED to know what Peter was thinking outlining this season The potential was there and yet it flopped Only Eps 3, 7 to 9 were solid episodes

Lmaooo affair "Divorced man whose wife is still alive" I'M SCREAMING Can't believe I'm agreeing with Charles abt his rls rn Oh never mind fuck you Charles No one brought up Diana why you gotta drag her name through the mud K Chucky sureee Camilla has Did their spin doctor write this episode??

SCREAMS "I don't think it's my behaviour threatening its (the monarchy) survival" Rip him apart harder Lizzie come onnn Yesss throw the whole monarchy away Yeah they yeeted yall cos you OPPRESSED THEM FOR 50 YEARS, idiots

I feel nothing for this stupid ship and her farewell God this is so depressing and underwhelming This ep should have just been the cold open only tbh If you aren't gonna commit to the end of the Diana era then leave it all completely to S6 which is so disappointing, I thought they were finish Diana's story this season I was mentally prepared for that And now I gotta be sick again worrying about it and then mentally prepare for it again before S6

That's it??? That was so underwhelming???

40 mins of white people whining abt their boat and losing a country to independence Then 15 mins of Diana's death foreshadowing?? 5 mins of Dodi being a Hollywood producer cliche and Mou Mou being a dick to Kelly??

That's all??? Bruhhhh

#The Crown #The Crown Season 5 #The Crown Spoilers

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The Hellions of Halstead Hall Quick Review!

Okay so having read all the Hellions books here are my quick spoiler free thoughts on them (in order of the books):

1) The Truth About Lord Stoneville

Oliver & Maria - Having read all the books, I can safely say this is one of my favourites! It was an excellent first book and introduction into my new favourite HR family. Ollie and Maria were simply marvellous and a pretty Kathony coded to be honest. I would say less mentally ill - well Maria is, Ollie is actually chock full of even more intense trauma than Ant tbh. I won't say more, yall gotta read to find out!

Honestly everything from the couple to the plot, side characters (Freddy my beloved) and conflict were perfect and entertaining to read. Just the best start to a series!

Kinda rereading it again with Triv @hptriviachamp: I gotta say I love how well it sets up the future siblings’ stories and books and we pretty much get introduced to 2 other in-laws. So the set up and pay offs were really good tbh!

2) A Hellion In Her Bed

Jarret & Annabel - I liked Jarett and Annabel well enough but I think they paled in comparison to a brilliant first book with Maria and Oliver. Still it was enjoyable, a good calm breather of a book after the excitement and drama of Maria and Ollie. I did love their romantic scenes - it's always more fun with a more experience heroine and Annabel and Jarret delivered on that front!

Tbh this ^^ is the nicer version for Goodreads but simply put: they were pretty boring. The sex scenes did make up for it; we really need more experienced heroines in HR. Funny clueless virgins are fun but for me personally, it's hotter and easier to get into sex scenes when the teaching doesn't take up most of the time.

Also despite being boring, I will give them points for staying consistent tonally and being a straightforward story (unlike Book 5 but I digress, I'll expand on this when we get there!)

3) How to Woo a Reluctant Lady

Minerva & Giles - Honestly I would say read the previous book just for the build up of these two, it’s absolutely delicious. I love how unashamed Giles is in his attraction to Minerva and their history together. Minerva was just a delight and fun character to read from Book 1 so I was definitely excited for these two. I mean she’s A GOTHIC WRITER AND HE’S A SPY! Exciting shit and for most part they did deliver! Can I also say that Minerva is the funniest virgin ever because when feeling him up she mistook his erection for a pistol. I CACKLED so hard reading that I literally cannot make this shit up. They were also very hot and I loved them sneaking around to uncover truths about Minerva’s family.

However, I was a bit disappointed in their Act 3 - it might just be a me thing so if yall have read this series or are going to, lemme know what you thought of Act 3! I just think there was a secondary plot point that could have been the main crux of their Act 3 rather than the one Sabrina chose to go with. Other than that, I adored this book and is high up on my ranking (which I’ll be listing below after all my short reviews of the books)

4) To Wed A Wild Lord

Gabriel (Gabe) & Virginia - (I’m calling her Ginny cos I can’t with her name) I absolutely loved this one and I think a big part of it was because Sephy is a horse girl and Gabe provided the best inspo for me to write for Sephy’s horse scenes in the future. Also I knew I would enjoy their book when we got the inciting incident in Minerva & Giles’ book - the drama was d e l i c i o u s. I loved how funny Gabe was in the previous books and this book delivered on that while giving us depth and a proper exploration of both of their traumas. I like how Sabrina showed Gabe’s comedic side is moreso a defense mechanism and how despite Ginny’s hostility to him, she’s actually kind and sunshine incarnate.

Similar to Book 1; the plot was great, I loved the racing scenes, the tension between Gabe and Ginny was on point - though I do wish we gotten to see them interact more during their ‘courtship’ scenes. I adored Freddy as my fave cousin side character but Pierce takes the cake! I am SO glad he gets his own book (which I will talk more about below!) Overall, it was a brilliantly written book and I loved it!

5) A Lady Never Surrenders

Celia & Jackson - This book man, had so much build up but left me so confused in terms of tone, characterisations and the progression. It was the last piece of the Sharpe parents’ murder mystery and also Jackson and Celia had FOUR books of build up. I liked that I was right about the murderer and I loved Jackson and Celia’s scenes in the last four books. Yet the first part of the book was draggy with the suitors plot and while it did come back around - it could have been written tighter. Celia seemed so badass in the other books but fell trap to the tomboy/NLOG trope in the way she was written even though she’s not?? It was really weird. There was a disconnect between the Celia in the last four books and in her own one. Like even with Gabe’s exploration - it still felt like him but Celia felt all over the place for me.

On top of all of this, I especially despised the racist treatment of Viscount Basto and it honestly put me off the book. I had to take a break to calm down and finish the series because I HAD to know what happened to the Sharpe parents. And the racism/xenaphobia gets worse because (skip past the caps if you don’t want spoilers):

🛑 MAJOR SPOILERS FOR THE SERIES 🛑

I hated how Sabrina used the one foreign guy and made him a secondary villain. It made sense for the character and I suspected him and his wife from the start but why you gotta make him the SINGLE foreigner. It just came across extremely xenophobic. She could have made the Duke of Lyons or Jackson a MoC too, just to offset it ya know. It was just frustrating to see him singled out and villianised.

🛑 MAJOR SPOILERS FOR THE SERIES END 🛑

Though for all its faults, I did enjoy the romance and how the mystery was solved. That’s why the book confused me like there were bits that were SO bad but then parts that were written SO well I was like ‘Am I reading two different books cos what the fuck??’ But yeah its not my favourite and while I did enjoy the good parts of it better than Jarret and Annabel’s book, at least the latter book was consistent. I will recommend pushing through this to see the reveal and also Jackson being a simp is great.

6) ‘Twas The Night After Christmas

Pierce & Camilla - It’s so funny that this is my #1 Hellion book (honestly tied with Book 1 but still) because Pierce isn’t even technically a Sharpe, he’s Ginny’s cousin but god I loved this book and honestly my one complaint is that Sabrina montaged their courtship week instead of giving us more scenes with them falling in love. Also could have been sluttier to offset the deep Mommy Issues kjdshkdj.

But yes if you like your HR heroes riddled with Mommy Issues, Pierce is the one for you! Camilla is also such a vibe, I love her so much. She’s lowkey a “I can fix everyone” person but it did not come across as annoying at all. But yeah reading this, heads up it gets sad and not enough horniness to make up for it. Overall, also a great Christmas time story!

Final Book Ranking:

1) Tied - The Truth About Lord Stoneville, (tbh pretty perfect to me)

‘Twas The Night After Christmas (needed to be sluttier and Pierce to be more quippy like he is in Book 4 and 5)

To Wed A Wild Lord (Ginny isn’t my fave heroine - I like her but like Maria and Camilla a lot more)

2) How to Woo a Reluctant Lady (Act 3 should have been better)

3) A Hellion In Her Bed (Not exciting of a storyline for me)

4) A Lady Never Surrenders (Confusion over the way the book was written and also the xenaphobia :/)

Overall as a series, I loved how well-connected they were and the overarching plot of solving their parents’ murder was great and I LOVED how each sibling had a piece of the puzzle that added up together and it was all very satisfying at the end because I love being right and called it. I did not expect the twist in Book 5 which would have been better if not for the spoiler I mentioned above. Also I love how close knit the family is and I LIVE for the ensemble moments in the books they just bring me extra joy because everyone is so likeable you’re excited to see them all interact. Mentioned this before but the set up for the future books were BRILLIANT (even if Book 5 didn’t pay off as well as the others).

Hope yall enjoyed reading this and might want to give this series a shot because I need more friends and people reading this and gushing to me about this family. Truly my new favourite comfort family!

#The Hellions of Halstead Hall #The Truth About Lord Stoneville #A Hellion In Her Bed #How to Woo a Reluctant Lady #To Wed A Wild Lord #A Lady Never Surrenders #HR Blogging #Miss Maria Butterfield #Lord Oliver Stoneville #Miss Annabel Lake #Lord Jarret Sharpe #Lady Minerva Sharpe #Giles Master #Lord Gabriel Sharpe #Miss Virginia Waverly #lady Celia Sharpe #Jackson Pinter

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McDonalds, vacations, carrd, and short hiatus notice

The topic of delicious food for foodies: Not long ago I enjoyed a tasty mcdonalds :3 I decided to pass on this month's happy meals as they were uno carrds as I already play uno with friends on ToonTown so I'll wait until there's a good happy meal available for next time :3 I do miss some of the old happy meals tho, I remember they were good when I was a kid. At least the food's still great tho, I've always loved the chips and always go for a large size X3 Recently I had that with chicken mcnuggets and a maltesers mcflurry :D I do love smarties mcflurries still, but I thought I'd go for a little bit of a change for once :3 unfortunately irn bru was all sold out so I got a fruit shoot too. Dang, fruit shoots use to be good too, it's a shame how good things what's the word..deprove? y'know like..the opposite of improve-y'know what, nevermind.. •_•; Anyway it was still a good meal, I should go back to mcdonalds more I loved it alot as a kid :3 now I love both mcdonalds and kfc ^w^ kfc definitely has the best chicken ever ngl, but I'm limiting myself to once a month because I'm keeping an eye on my weight so I don't gain any. But hey I'll get to go again this month cos a month has already passed ^w^ Today I enjoyed going out for an ice cream at the new ice cream shop in town :D I got a unicorn ice cream that's pastel pink and cyan, it was pretty and tasted like candyfloss ^w^ It also came in a cone with bubblegum sauce and a wafer, it was delish! ^w^ My friend and I enjoyed chilling on the bench chatting and having our ice creams :D One thing I love about ice cream shops is that they always sell the best candies, and this one looks like it comes with really cool slushie flavours! :O marshmallow flavour, candyfloss flavour, bubblegum, parmaviolets, ohh there was just so many interesting flavours! X3 I'll know to go there for a slush when it's nice and hot this summer :3 I look forward to trying them :D I love trying all kinds of sweet things, I have a sweet tooth and love all kinds of sweets and food in general :3 Maybe I could be a candy critic, would you like that? ^-^ Lemme know if you're interested and I can review all kinds of candies for ya! :D maybe even drinks too ^w^ Friendship topic because friendship is everything: Today I went to the karaoke, I'm tryna get into the habit of going every thursday as I'm a very shy person and I need to come out my shell more and make some local friends <:3 I have lots of online pals (love you guys) but I need more offline pals too. Thing is, it's harder to make friends in the offline world cos I'm alot more shy QwQ I tend to avoid making the first move, but I do enjoy the karaoke and most people I know in the offline world are acquaintances, I do wish I could be friends with some but uh..small talk sucks. XwX I really like chatty people both online and offline, so it feels nice to have good conversations with folk as it can help you grow closer to them :D good long convos also helps discuss what things you both like so you can share interests or recommend them something you think they'll love ^w^ I was actually thinking about going to the karaoke next week so that I could make some time to introvert after a good outing with a friend, but I figured it's better that introverting can wait cos I really do need to meet more peeps and hopefully turn some of my acquaintances into friends. I really wanna make local friends so not only we can have fun and enjoy ourselves, but I'd love to go on fun outings and maybe travel the world together, I think it would be amazing to travel with offline pals again ^-^ I kinda miss doing that as unfortunately I kinda lost touch with all my old local friends in the past :c Hope they are well tho, maybe we'll meet again someday.. ^-^ But yeah one of my dreams is to travel the world, maybe when I make enough friends, maybe we can all go on a fun vacation abroad one day ^w^ I think that would be amazing plus it's nice to share good things with someone you love aswell as it's more special that way :3 But yeah even though I don't really know the people very well at the karaoke place, I still have fun and enjoy those little convos here and there ^w^ I like to go up and dance to songs that I like, there was a few people who really liked my moves and said I was a good dancer, I was thankful and I really appreciated their kind words :3 I'm less shy to dance but more shy to sing <X3 but I'm tryna come out of my shell more so that's good :3 Shopping! Recently I went clothes shopping because I needed some holiday clothes. Why? Because this november I should hopefully go on my first vacation in SO LONG like it's literally been so many years since I last been on an actual vacation, I think I could really do with some.. XwX; But yeah I'm really happy that I'm finally gonna go on my first vacation abroad in almost 2 decades, I'll be sure to let you guys know when I'll be on hiatus during then :3 I'm like a swallow, I love the idea of migrating south for the winter UwU I wanna escape the cold and go somewhere nice and hot during the winter, I also hope that during that time in the winter I'll have some friends that I could maybe go on vacation with <:3 I absolutely despise the cold we get here so I really hope I get to go somewhere nice and warm to avoid most of Scotland's harsh winters. Here it's fine in the summer but winter? NOPE! But yeah I'm loving my new vacation clothes so I'm hoping I'll get to go travelling more often :3 especially abroad cos the world really does fascinate me, it's a big world out there and there's so many places to go to and so many places that I haven't explored yet, I'd love to go out there and see the world, I wanna see all the cool places, plants, animals, shops, buildings, everything! And I've always wanted to see what tropical beaches are like, I dream of having fun with all my friends going around the world together ^-^ And if I were to achieve that dream, well..I would be the happiest person alive! ^w^ As I like to say, a good future always makes up for a bad past, so I'm working real hard for a good future! I want future me to be full of joy and bliss, and hey if future me is reading this right now, hai :3 did you manage to follow some dreams? if so, that's amazing! but if not, don't worry you still have time to achieve them all UwU Either way, keep up the good work future me, you're doing great! But yeah it's nice to get new clothes :3 Carrd! Oh yeah I have a carrd now! TwT /pos /pr Check it out it's pretty awesome :3 https://hazelthevixen.carrd.co/ Some of yous may of noticed I've been joining other sites to get my works out there more so there's that aswell UwU Okii quick update before I forget: I'll be taking a short hiatus starting from the late 3rd of may and ending in the late 5th of may. I can't guarantee this will be the exact time I will be starting and ending hiatuses tho, as I may take a longer hiatus if I wanted sooo no promises oki? I will be away from social media to enjoy peace away from haters and have fun without the boring haters getting in the way. I'll also be focusing on getting some of my projects done, I especially gotta remind myself to get that fursuit ready before halloween.. ^-^; I need to try and finish alot of my art projects and I'll see if I can fit in a nice lovely beach day aswell :3 I will be offline on social media for a short while, but I'll still be on discord so dw! my discord buddies can still chat to me whenever ^w^ Call meee X3 Maybe if you want we could play wildcraft together or simply enjoy drawing and screensharing :3 Oki dat's all baaiii :3

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"What Manny Can't Fix" Review: Chapter 10

Welcome back and welcome again to my review/roasting of "What Manny Can't Fix", a very bad Handy Manny fanfic.

Last time, we had a double feature with Chapters 8 and 9, and now today we're taking on Chapter 10, in which Turner and Twist steal food from a community garden! And we learn a bit about Twist's backstory, which is... quite something.

As always, if you'd like to start this review from the beginning, Chapter 1 is here.

Chapter 10

The next day, Turner was woken up to a small jab in his side.

“Huh?” Turner groaned, rolling over.

“¡Buenos días!” Twist greeted, eagerly.

Turner groaned, “Why are you up so early?”

“Early?” She laughed. “It’s ten!”

Turner stared at her a moment. “Yeah, ten’s early for me.” He yawned.

Any time of day or night seems to be early for Turner.

“Eres tan perezoso.” [“You are so lazy.”] Twist rolled her eyes and pushed on him more. “Come on, get up! Vamos!” [“Let’s go!”]

Wow. Sick burn. //eye roll//

“Why do you want me up so badly?” Turner asked.

“We’re making salsa today, remember!?”

“Oh right….” Turner bit his lip, still wondering if there was a way to get out of this. “Well uh...you see...I...I don’t think I’ll be able to find any onions or peppers...There uh wasn’t much in the dumpster yesterday….only the tomatoes…”

“Oh...Well that’s not a problem?” Twist said.

“It’s...not?” Turner asked, raising an eyebrow.

Twist shook her head. “No. There’s a community garden nearby we can go to.”

“A community gard-...Why haven’t we just gotten our food from there!?” Turner asked, sounding slightly stressed out.

Twist frowned a bit at his tone, “¿Estás bien? Are you okay?”

Yes, Twist just said “are you okay” twice.

As convenient as it is for me when she translates herself, that’s still not anywhere near how bilingual people talk.

“Am I okay?” Turner said, mostly to himself. Am I okay? No! I’m not! If we just went to the community garden then I wouldn’t have to lie and Swift wouldn’t be on me all the time about where I’m getting food from! He exhaled deeply, trying to keep his composure. “Yes...I’m fine...I’m just curious why we don’t go there for food.”

“Oh, there’s usually too many humans around.” Twist explained.- Lemme guess: They’re going to run into Manny and Turner will have some explaining to do. -“It’s easier to get food somewhere else than to wait for them to leave.” She rolled her eyes slightly. “They’re always in the way…”

“I think I get what you mean.” Turner said.

“Well...Vamos! Let’s go!” Twist said.

“Are Swift and Teeth coming?” Turner asked.

“No.” Twist said. “They’re…..busy…”

“With what?” Turner asked.

Twist stayed silent for a second, a small blush forming on her cheeks. “Uh...it’s not….really important.

I’ve got a bad feeling about this.

Prediction: Swift and Teeth will be spying on Turner, despite this being completely unnecessary due to Twist already being with him.

Turner paused. “Oh….uh...nevermind I don’t wanna know.” He said, embarrassed.

Twist laughed. “Well come on, lets go!”

Missing an apostrophe there, Twist!

They headed off, and waited around the corner of the community garden. A mom and her daughter were at the garden, picking vegetables.

“See.” Twist groaned. “Humans are everywhere.”

“Mama!” The little girl said, excitedly, holding up a tomato. “¡Mira este tomate!” [“Look at this tomato!”]

The woman took the tomato and smiled, before leaning down and kissing her forehead. “Esto es perfecto.” [“It’s perfect”]

“Although, I guess the kids aren’t too bad.” Twist said. “They’re kinda cute.”

The woman and her daughter opened the gate of the community garden and stepped out. The girl got onto her bicycle and put the vegetables she had picked in the front basket.

Twist softened a bit. “Esa bici es hermosa.” [“That bike is beautiful”] She said under her breath.

“Uh, Twist?” Turner asked. “Are you okay?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah I’m fine...I just got distracted by the bicycle that’s all.” Twist said. “I told you how I used to work in a bike shop didn’t I?”

“Yeah….with your brother, right?”

Twist sighed and rolled her eyes a bit. “Yes, with my brother…. He always thought he could do everything himself…..I’d be surprised if he even cares I’m gone...Now he can be the top screwdriver just like he always wanted…Just be glad you’ll never have to meet him.”

This is the second time this story has done this exact same joke.

Once the mother and daughter had left, they made their way over to the garden.

A huge sign was hung above the metal gate: Jardín Comunitario

As you might expect, this means “community garden”.

“All right, the vegetables we’re looking for are going to be labeled cebolla and pimienta.” Twist said.

“Got it.” Turner said, approaching the fence. The bars were wide enough that they were able to squeeze through them.

Turner started looking at all the signs around the garden. “Let’s see ... .lechuga, coliflor, ajo [lettuce, cauliflower, garlic]...Oh! There’s the pimienta [pepper]!”

Turner grabbed three peppers and headed back to Twist. “Did you find the onions?”

Wait. If the tools can engage in the good ol’ cartoon physics trope of “characters without hands are somehow able to hold stuff anyway”, why did Manny have to tie a shopping bag to Turner?

“Sí.” Twist said, rolling a large onion over. “This should be enough for the salsa, lets go.”

I will now interpret any instance of a character saying “Lets go” apostrophe-less as them saying “Lezzgo!”

They headed back to the front of the garden with their finds.

“This is perfect!” Twist said, gushing over the vegetables. “This salsa is going to be fantastic! Come on, let's hurry back so we can start making it!”

They rolled the vegetables down the sidewalk, stopping at a crosswalk as a group of bicyclists went by.

“You know…” Twist sighed a bit. “My brother wasn’t the only one I left behind.”

“Oh...Who else was there?” Turner asked, gently.

The bike shop’s owner, obvi-

“My girlfriend.”

WHAT.

“You probably really miss her, huh?” Turner replied.

Seriously?!

Twist nodded. “I miss her more than anything.” She sat down. “Leaving her was the hardest thing I had to do.”

Gee, I can’t wait for the next chapter to be about a Twist/whoever her girlfriend is and Plunker/Tapper double date.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Turner asked.

“Maybe it’ll help…okay…”

Twist sighed as she approached the bike pump, snoozing in the corner of the shop. She tapped her slightly.

Gee, and the second unnecessary love interest is another thing that shouldn’t count as a tool. Fan-tastic.

“Pumpetunia….Sssp...hey..Pumpetunia…” She said in a loud whisper.

Hey, that reminds me.

“Huh?” The bike pump yawned, slowly opening her eyes. “Twist? Estás bien?” [“Are you OK?”]

So, back in 2007 there was this really terrible kids’ movie in production called Gep-

Hold that thought.

Twist shook her head and explained in Spanish that she was leaving. “Me voy.

So many things to say. First:

Twist: “Además me falta una comilla”. [“Also, I’m missing a quotation mark.”]

Second, the narration says that Twist said she was leaving in Spanish… and then she says “I;m leaving” in Spanish. What a brilliant setup and payoff.

Third, Google Translate, in all its incompetence, seems to think that “Me voy” just means “Leave.”

Pumpetunia’s eyes widened. “Pero por qué?” [“But why?”] She whimpered.

Writer, you’re missing the flipped question mark that begins a question in Spanish, and I know you know that exists because you remembered to include it earlier.

Twist sighed and showed her bent blade to her. “Estoy rota. No quiero que me tiren a la basura.” She explained that she didn’t want to be thrown away due to her broken blade.

“Rota” miiiight be used incorrectly there, but my research on the subject was inconclusive so I’m not sure.

Pumpetunia frowned and wrapped her hose around her girlfriend. “Por favor no vayas.” [“Please don’t go”] She sniffled, her eyes tearing up. She wanted more than anything for her to stay at the shop. “Yo te protegeré.” [“I will protect you”] She promised to protect her.

Here the description in English of what they said in Spanish isn’t quite as redundant because you can’t just puzzle out the meaning of full Spanish sentences, but something is still wasting space here.

Why couldn’t the writer just say they were speaking Spanish but write their dialogue in English for the readers? You know, like they said they were going to do in the long-as-frick introduction to this story?

Or can they not do that in flashback sequences due to shortsightedly giving “flashback sequence” and “this dialogue actually in Spanish” the same formatting indicator?

Twist leaned over and kissed her barrel. Pumpetunia pulled her closer, nuzzling her more.

“Por favor no…” [“Please no…”]

Twist frowned and kissed her again. “Lo siento…” [“I’m sorry…”] She pulled back and started heading towards the window.

Pumpetunia begged to come with her.

Wow, no redundant Spanish dialogue!

“Lo siento.” [“I’m sorry”] Twist apologized again. She didn’t want to make the one she loved have a hard life on the streets like she would. She reached the window sill and looked back into the shop.

Pumpetunia started sobbing. “Y que hay de tu hermano?” [“And what about your brother?”]

Twist paused for a second. What about her brother? She looked over at the table he was sleeping on, luckily Pumpetunia’s crying hadn’t woken him up.

And what about that weird extra space after the question mark, or the comma joining two thoughts that should belong to independent sentences?

He had always tried to be the bigshot during repairs, saying he could do them himself, or insisting on doing work Twist was perfectly capable of herself.

Well, they are both Phillips screwdrivers, so they should have the exact same capabilities…

She narrowed her eyes. “El no es importante.” [“He is not important.”] She said, before hopping off the sill, onto the ground outside.

Oh, burn.

“Wow...that’s...rough…” Turner said.

“Yeah.” She sighed. “She’s the closest thing to a family I had…”

What. About. HER BROTHER?!

I know she despises him, but you can’t say that someone is “the closest thing to a family I had” when A. they’re only one person, and B. you were just talking about your ACTUAL family in the same breath!

Seeing how uncomfortable Turner looked, she forced a small smile. “Let’s get home and start the salsa, okay?”

Oh joy. It’s going to turn into a cooking show, just like I hoped it wouldn’t.

Turner nodded and they headed back to the alleyway, vegetables in tow.

However he couldn’t get what Twist had said out of his mind,

Comma what?

“Let’s get home and start the salsa, okay?”

“Let’s get home and start the salsa.”

“Let’s get home”

“Get home.”

“Home.”

Home. Is that what this is? Turner thought. Is….this my home now?

He looked at Twist who was pushing the onion she’d picked in front of her.

Missing another comma there.

“She’s the closest thing to a family I had.”

Is she my family? Is Teeth and Swift my family?-

You mean, “Are Teeth and Swift my family”?

And no. They’re blatantly going to turn on Turner (pun not intended) once Swift catches him with Manny.

-Then another thought crossed his mind. Were Mr Grover and the others my family? They didn’t feel like one...But Twist….she...does….

Turner felt safe and relaxed around her, not always on defense like when he was with Mr Grover and the other tools. As they entered the alleyway, Turner felt a sense of calm rush over him, something he’d never felt in the workshop.

Twist went over to the old pot and flipped it over. “Are you ready to get started?”

Turner nodded and headed over, a small smiling forming on his face.

Yes...this….this is my family.

Not for long!

I just realized I forgot to finish my thought about Pumpernickel or whatever her name is. You know, Unnecessary Love Interest #2.

So, back in the early 2000s there was this horrible CGI movie “reimagining” of Pinnochio called “Geppetto’s Secret” that starred four (well, kinda-sorta-five-it’s-complicated) “magic tools” whose job it was to time-travel and make sure fairy tales happened properly. (And a robot bird, and the Blue Fairy and her talking mini-motorbike, but that’s beside the point.)

And that movie managed to have equivalents for both of this awful story’s “that doesn’t really count as a tool” characters, in the form of a paint brush named Leonardo and an air pump named Airon (har har har).

Oh, and said movie also might have had a Flicker equivalent in the form of Lulu, who could be a flashlight but who is anthropomorphized so heavily that she could best be described as a “glowy robot babe”.

Sigh. Early 2000s. Gotta love it.

(The next part of my review has now been posted, and can be read here.)

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harmless (v)

Summary: Bucky volunteers to go stop a small time villain, but nothing can prepare him for what exactly he has to deal with. (Bucky x villain!reader, drabble series)

Warnings: cursing, ghosts, frustrated bucky, dramatic reader, rats

Word count: 2.3k

A/N: why did i like this chapter sm someone explain. anyway!! y’all are so passionate about these two i love it mwah

if you have any ideas for future inventions/evil plans, lemme know! i might actually end up using them

here’s my ko-fi if you’d like to support my writing <333

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He dislikes the subway.

Other than his other valid reason to have disdain for trains, the subway is dark, it’s shady and he’s sure he’s seen rodents fight to the death here on several occasions.

Still, he’s following you down the stairs of the station, watching as you whistle along to the song blasting through your headphones. There’s a backpack swung over your shoulders, hands stuffed into the pocket of your hoodie and converse doing a skip every now and then. There’s a bandana that’s tied across your face, acting as a mask to hide your identity.

He realises that you’re dressed like a commuter. Were you going to dress the part every single time?

You walk along with the crowd. He follows, a few feet away.

Until you stop. He abruptly stops too, leading someone to walk right into him.

“Watch it, dumbass,” they hiss with the courage of someone who has no idea who he is. He ignores them.

He looks on as you dig around your backpack and pull out a roll of paper. A poster, he realises soon when you peel off a layer from the back and press it to the wall.

Was it legal to put up posters in the subway? He wasn’t quite sure.

He observes as you turn around and continue down the path. He waits a few seconds before trailing up to the poster.

Volunteers needed!

If you’re interested in being turned into a ghost for a couple of hours, this is your chance! Should be okay with being on camera so that we can make money off of taped paranormal sightings.

Paid opportunity. You get to pick your outfit. Randos don’t apply.

He yanks the poster of the wall before continuing down the same place you did.

He finds another poster along the way. He doesn’t hesitate in pulling it down. You were advocating to kill people.

He knows he’s going in the right direction because more posters creep up along the wall.

The both of you are on the platform by now but to him, something changes about the placement of the posters. They were growing in frequency, the distance between them decreasing as they were situated close to each other.

He pauses in front of the next one, hand hovering over the paper.

All it reads is ‘STOP’.

He furrows his eyebrow, pulling it down before peering over at the next one.

‘TAKING’, is all that it says.

It doesn’t take him very long to make his way through all the posters in the hallway.

‘THESE’

‘DOWN’

The train’s arrived by now but a quick scan over the crowd and he knows that you haven’t entered. That, and he knew that you were too dramatic to leave without a trace or a small conversation with him.

‘DICKHEAD’

Tasteful, he thinks.

“It took effort to make them, stop ruining it,” you whine from the end of the hallway. It’s empty, given that rush hour was over a while ago.

Even though the mask covers half your face, it’s obvious that there is mischief etched under it. The twinkle in your eye is telling.

“You’re literally killing people.” He holds up the poster. Not the ‘dickhead’ one. He pockets that for later.

He knows there are a few minutes before the next train arrives and more people flood the station. The eccentricity of today lay in the lighting from the incandescent lamps and acoustics of the platform. It made his voice echo like a movie scene.

“I very much am not,” you huff.

“You’re turning them into ghosts. That’s what a murderer does,” he says pointedly.

“Well, only if you keep saying it like that. You’re making me look bad.” You cross your arms across your chest. “What are you, Fox News?”

A scurry next to him earns his attention. Two rats nibble at a piece of fallen food. He wonders when they’ll starting brawling.

“Explain this.” He waves the poster around. He isn’t taking it too lightly he hopes. If it’s actual murder then it’s going to be an issue.

You pull out a black cylinder, slightly bigger than a pen. He can’t really see any more details, but you hold onto it like a wand.

“I’m turning them into ghosts. I’ll post videos of them doing stupid shit. I get famous and then boom, cash money.” You rub your index finger and thumb together. “I’ll give you a share if you volunteer.”

“You’re not explaining the death part.”

He can feel it. You’re about to start derailing.

“Winter Soldier, the ghost story. Literally.” You grin, yanking down the mask from your face to prove it. It pools around your neck. “That’s so funny, c’mon, it’d be amazing.”

It’s been years since he’s heard that. Never in this context.

“No,” he says sternly, “and I’m going to have to bring you in if you’re going to kill people.”

The rats were ignoring everything that was going down like the hardened criminals that they were. They had probably seen worse. He can’t stop paying attention to them.

“I’m not killing them, bro.” You raise your hands in exclamation. “I’m just moving some molecules around, some frequency shit. They’re alive, just ghosts.”

He’s always been one for science. Straight As throughout high school, attended science conventions as a hobby, alive even at 100 through some mad experimentation, definitely seen some weird shit during his lifetime.

But this doesn’t make sense.

“No,” he repeats. “Give me the thing.”

“Fine, I’ll show you.” You roll your eyes. “Since you have absolutely no faith in me.”

He does a quick review of his surroundings.

No one’s around, which is good.

But that just leaves him in front of you, which is bad.

“Don’t you even thin-” he starts, muscles tensing as he shifts into a defensive stance.

You whip out the little pen thing from beside you but before he can react you turn around and duck.

The click of a button releases a bright light, small but intensely stronger than the fluorescents in the station.

He reels back, feet carrying him away from where you’re crouched. His eyes quickly look down at his body.

Nothing’s changed.

He lifts his hand to check, runs it over his face. Still alive. He thinks.

“Behold,” you declare, “Ghost rat.”

He looks to where you’re pointing. The two rats from earlier were still nibbling on their food but something was off about them.

He could see the faint outline of the tiles on the wall behind them, almost like they were... translucent.

You aimed at the rats, not him. He doesn’t know whether to feel relieved or annoyed at the fake threat.

He watches as they move. They don’t look hurt or injured.

“Cool, huh?” you say smugly.

He can’t stop staring at them.

“Bring them back.”

“They’re fine, look how abstract it is.”

“Bring back the rats.” He can’t believe this is what his life has come to.

Bucky Barnes, Rodent Protector.

You aren’t fazed by his indifference, instead wonder filled eyes gaze at the animals. “Astral mice, sarge. Embrace the miracle of modern science.”

“You killed them.”

“They’re alive, they’re just ghosts.” You raise a finger to point. “Look, they’re still eating. Biological functions are still taking place.”

Which was true. But still. He doesn’t know what is going on.

“Bring them back to... non-ghost alive.”

“You sure you don’t want one? That one kinda looks like you.” One hardened glare after you realise the answer. “Jeez, alright then.”

You dig through your bag before pulling out a matte black replica of your current invention.

“Sexy colours, right?” You hold them up. “I modelled them after your arm.”

He looks down. Sure enough the gold and black matched his cybernetic limb. It was oddly flattering.

“Say thank you, Y/N, for letting me be your muse-”

“Un-ghost the rats.”

“Ungrateful,” you narrow your eyes at him.

Still, you comply with his demands, ducking down to their level again.

A click of the button, a bright light and the rats are back to normal. Non-transparent normal.

“Okay, give me that.” He takes a step towards you.

“Nuh uh.” You pull your arm back. His mouth twitches at your response; what are you, five?

The black one is stuffed back into your bag but you wave around the gold like a threat.

He sighs, making a pass for it. In a second his arm is twisted and shoved against his back, forcing him to spin so that he’s facing away from you. His eyes widen.

What the fuck?

“Now we’re having a good time,” you whisper into this ear.

He swiftly turns around, grabbing your wrist to rotate his own out of your grip.

“Since when can you fight?” he asks.

“Are we getting to know each other now?” You raise your leg to give him a semi gentle kick in the side, using his momentary distraction in blocking it to give him a knock on the head with your free hand. “This is so romantic, sarge.”

There’s a low rumble in the distance and he knows the train would soon start pulling into the station. It was still a distance away, but his heightened senses warned him that it wouldn’t take much time.

He groans. How much longer would he have to go at this?

He could easily win this fight and he knew it. But something in him itched, pulled him back from doing it.

He blocks another attempt at his head. “Stop that.”

You grin. “You know what’d be fun?”

He knows you’d reply even if he didn’t encourage it. The lights from the train light up the tunnel around the corner.

“This.” You don’t give him a second to recover before you flick your wrist away from him.

The device flies out of your hand and right onto the track. The both of you watch, you in glee, he in horror, as the train runs right over it, unleashing the brightest light he had ever seen. His eyes shut instinctively before it blinds him.

He forces himself to pry open his eyelids, look at the damage caused.

The train, sure enough, is translucent. He can see the posters on the other side of the platform through the carriage, through various people holding onto the poles for support or seated on the seats.

“Ghost train!” you cheer. He’s mortified.

“Fuck no,” he mumbles, yanking the backpack off your shoulder. He rummages through it, looking for the gold version.

“You lookin’ for this?” you ask nonchalantly, holding it up in your hand like it isn’t the solution to stopping a bunch of ghosts from wandering around New York.

“Turn them back.” He gives you a chance.

“Do it yourself, coward.” You grin, holding it above your head. The train is going to stop and he needs everyone to be alive and non-ghost before they leave.

He doesn’t wait this time, instead turning to you. The thing is still held in your grip above your head. He rolls his eyes, doing a quick assessment before grabbing your free hand, tugging you closer and plucking the device out of your hand before you have the opportunity to retract it.

“Great, now figure out which button to press.” You’re dangerously close to him. He can feel your hoodie brush against his tactical jacket. “Also if you wanted to be all pressed up against me, you could have just asked.”

He furrows his eyebrows, letting go of you as you give a loud laugh. He looks down at the device. It has several buttons, littering up and down the side. Each look the same.

The train’s slowing down.

“They’re both the same device; this version is not a magical solution to the other one. If you press the wrong button then both of us are going to be fucked.”

The last carriage is getting closer.

“Say I win this round and I’ll fix it.”

There’s a gleam in your eye. He knew this was exactly what you wanted.

He wishes he was as stubborn as Steve, just run through each button until the right one worked.

“You win this one.” He hands it back. He wasn’t like Steve and judging by the number of items the idiot jumped out of planes without a parachute on a daily basis, Bucky was glad about it. At least Bucky did it sporadically.

“Yay, two each for the both of us, then,” you say, taking it from him and twisting, eyes running down the sides. “Close your eyes, old man, or else your cataract’s gonna get worse.”

Right as the train pulls to a stop, you press down on the button before throwing it and the blinding light that emanates from it. It lands on the top of the train right as the doors open.

The passengers start stepping out. Some of them are looking at their hands and legs in a little disbelief, most just push through the crowd to leave.

He can’t see through them. It’s a good sign.

He turns to look at you but you’re not there. Instead, the weight of the small device weighs down in his pocket.

The sound of a thud on glass draws his attention.

He looks up at the train. The window of the carriage in front of him has a bit of fog on it. You trace a heart in the condensation and blow him a kiss before pulling your mask back on.

The train starts moving, leaving him alone in the platform again with your invention.

He lets out an exhale, wandering outside to grab a sandwich before waiting to catch the next train to go home.

Later in the evening, he catches hold of a bit of tape and the ‘Dickhead’ poster finds a place on Sam’s door.

He doesn’t appreciate it.

So now it’s tucked away in the shelf of Bucky’s bedside table along with a freeze ray, a ghost-inator, and some discount Pym Particles.

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