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baby-yongbok · 7 months

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I loved your handjob fic with bang chan, I thought it was really sweet.

So can I pls request their first time together where reader is all shy and sweet?

I'd love it if there was hand- holding and just adorable words of praise ❤️❤️

I did it! I hope that this is okay! Thanks for your request <3

First Time - Boyfriend!Bang Chan x Fem!Reader - Imagine

Word Count: 2,886

Genre: Smut, The fluffy kind

Warnings under the cut

This piece is kinda like a part two to Free Time. You don't have to read the first one to enjoy this one but it'll be cool if you do <3

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Warnings: Cursing, that should be all of the warnings? So Sorry if I missed any! This is a pretty fluffy piece!

Reader is Called: Baby, Babygirl, Princess

Chan is called: Babe

You knew that the time would come eventually, you just didn’t know when. You and Chan had agreed to take it slow when you first met, you wanted to get to know each other and see how your feelings developed before you got too physical. It’s been 8 months since the two of you started seeing each other and two months since the two of you upgraded from making out and dry humping to handjobs and fingering.

Each time that the two of you were intimate you could feel the longing radiating off of each other. You were damn near desperate to feel the weight of him in your mouth or even experience the bliss of him stretching you. Chan would mention his desire to taste you every now and then, he claimed that licking your arousal off of his fingers just wasn’t enough for him. You both wanted more, you just didn’t know when it would happen. You both decided to leave it up to the universe.

Today wasn’t supposed to be a day off for Chan, it was actually supposed to be tomorrow but there was a mix up with the venue schedule where the boys had a photo shoot scheduled and they were granted time off while it was all figured out. Of course Chan couldn’t complain, who would get upset about an extra day off? You had also gotten the day off due to your job's entire system crashing last night and never going back online. Coincidence?

Despite having the time off you and Chan both still took some time out of the day to work. You spent most of the day in your respective corners typing and editing to your heart's content until you both got hungry. The two of you decided to order out and spend some time together. That’s how you ended up here, watching a movie in your bedroom at 6:13pm. The deep orange of the sunset is shining through your blinds and illuminating the dark space around you. It looked magical and Chan definitely noticed it. He hasn’t even looked at the screen for the past four minutes. He’s too busy admiring the way that the deep orange compliments your skin, and how it brings out the color in your hair so flawlessly. You looked like a celestial being and he couldn’t help but to be drawn into you. He hated that your eyes were still trained on the screen, he wanted you to look at him. He needed you to.

“Baby.” He called to you in a whisper and you replied with a hum, eyes still fixed on the screen. This wasn’t good enough, he needed your full attention. He moves his hand and brings it up to your chin, his pointer finger resting on the underside of your chin and turning your head towards him. He tilted it up a bit so that your eyes would catch his, what he didn’t expect was for the sunlight to illuminate your gaze. Your brown orbs turned to gold right in front of him and his entire body caught on fire at the sight of it. It wasn’t some plain old lust that he was feeling, no, it was an intense longing. A desire to become a part of you and turn your body into gold too.

“Chan?” You blinked up at him, your doe eyes boring into his.

“I want you.” The words left his lips in a whisper, the soft music from your movie adding to the moment. “Is that okay?”

“You want to…” Your sentence trails off as you catch Chan pulling his bottom lip between his teeth. You feel a shiver run down your spine as lust starts to pool in your core. You’ve been more than ready to go all the way with Chan, you were just nervous, you wanted everything to be perfect. But, looking into his eyes right now you can’t imagine a moment more perfect than this.

“Yes, that’s okay.” You whisper back to him as you lean into him.

“Thank god.” Chan closes the distance between the two of you, his soft lips crashing against yours and pulling you into a deep passionate kiss. You sigh into him, moving your body to press against his. His hand sneaks up under your shirt to grip your hip, pulling you closer to him.

You shift your position, straddling him without breaking the kiss. Your hands lace through his soft curls as your lips move in tandem. He lifts his hand higher, raking his nails softly against your skin and leaving Goosebumps in their wake. He breaks the kiss and starts breathlessly kissing down your jaw and neck. He sucked at the sensitive skin, definitely leaving marks behind.

"Chan I wanna taste you." He groans against your skin, your words making his cock twitch against your core.

"I don't think I'll last very long if you do." He plants one more kiss on your neck before pulling away, you climb down his body, keeping eye contact with him the entire time. His bottom lip is back between his teeth as he watches you carefully.

"Let's just feel it, okay? Don't worry about lasting." He nods his head as he lifts his hips, allowing you to peel his sweat pants and boxers down his legs. His hard cock spring up, slapping against his clothed stomach. You marvel at his pink tip, the prominent vein on the underside of his dick making your mouth water. You'll finally get to feel it against your tongue, you press your thighs together in anticipation before looking back up at Chan.

"Ready?"

"Yes, please, I need you." You smile up at him, leaning forward on your knees and licking up the underside of his dick. You both moan at the sensation, his soft skin glides perfectly against your wet tongue.

Chan tilts his head back to rest on the headboard, a deep exhale falling from his parted lips. You lick up his shaft again, sucking his tip into your mouth and bobbing your head. You take more of him inch by inch as you move against him. The weight of him in your mouth and filling your throat makes your clit throb with need. This was more than worth the wait.

"Oh, baby you're so perfect." Chan whispers, lifting his head to look at you. Your watery eyes meet his as you take him farther down your throat. His praise makes you want to make him feel even better.

Chan reaches down towards your hand that's resting on his thigh, covering it with his own and stroking his fingers over the back of your hand.

"Just like that, you're making me feel so fucking good." You hum in response and Chan's brows pinch together at the sensation. "I love how deep you're taking me. Fuck, babygirl."

You take that as a prompt to take him deeper, a tear rolls down your cheek and you nearly choke around him but the deep groan that leaves him makes it worth it.

"Oh, baby" You lift up, a string of spit connecting you to his throbbing length. A breathy chuckle leaves your lips and Chan smiles at you.

"You taste so good, you're so big in my mouth." Chan's cock jumps and you chuckle in response. Just as you're about to go back down on him he sits up a bit, stopping you before you can take him in your mouth completely.

"I don't want to cum yet and I won't last another second with that pretty mouth on me." You sit up on your knees smiling at him. "It's my turn now."

With a wide playful grin Chan grabs your wrists, pulling you forward and swiftly switching spots with you. He holds your waist, pulling you flat onto your back. You both laugh as he situates you, brushing his fingertips over the sensitive skin of your inner thigh and the back of your knees. Your laughs quickly turn into gaspy moans as the sensations cause shivers to rush over you. Your nipples harden as your anticipation builds.

"I've been waiting to taste you for so long, princess." He tugs at your shorts, nearly ripping them off of you like a kid opening gifts on Christmas. You giggle at his hasty behavior.

"Oh really? I couldn't tell." Chan rolls his eyes playfully but his expression quickly changes to one of lust when his eyes land on your naked core. The evening light makes your skin glow and your arousal glistens in its presence.

"Ready, baby?"

"So ready, love." He smiles against your inner thigh as he kisses his way up to your heat. He licks up the sensitive flesh, moaning at the feel of you against his tongue. His eyes flutter shut as he savors the taste of you.

Your breath catches in your throat as he licks up your pussy again, circling his tongue around your clit before going back down to your entrance. A deep moan erupts from your throat, your eyes squeeze shut and your back slightly arched off of the mattress. He's only just started but he feels like heaven against you. He always told you that he believes he's pretty good at eating pussy but you didn't know that it would feel like this.

"Oh my god." One of your hands reach down to tangle in his hair just as one of his reach up to intertwine with your free one. You hold his hand, squeezing a bit as the pleasure builds.

He sucks your clit into his mouth, flicking the sensitive bud with his tongue and moaning against you sending delicious vibrations through you.

"Oh, yes, please don't stop. You're so good baby, you're perfect." He trails his tongue down to your entrance, slipping it inside and fucking you with it. A loud whine escapes you as you circle your hips against his face, covering his chin and cheeks in your arousal.

"Will you suck my clit please, and put two fingers inside."

"Of course, princess." He does as you asked, latching onto your clit again and bringing his free hand over to your entrance. He teases you a bit before pushing his middle and pointer finger inside. He fills you up to the second knuckle, curling his fingers to hit your sweet spot.

"Oh fuck Chan, Yes just like that." He shakes his head against you, giving you a new sensation against your clit. You squeeze his hand, trying your best to reassure him that you're feeling good but with the way you're reacting you're pretty sure he can tell.

He swirls his tongue around your clit one more time and you barely have a second to warn him before you're coming undone. Your walls clench around his fingers as they try to move inside of you. Your back arches off of the mattress and your eyes squeeze shut as you moan his name with a string of curses. He pulls away from your clit, fingering you through your high just how you like it.

"That's right, cum for me, babygirl. You sound so pretty, taste so good." Chan kisses the inside of your shaking thigh until you come down from the intense pleasure. He pulls his fingers out of you. Sucking your arousal off and moaning at the taste.

"You are everything that I dreamed you would be and more." You smile at his words, eyes still closed as you try to regulate your breathing.

"Wait until you feel me."

"Oh fuck, I can't wait to feel you." Chan climbs up your body, lifting your shirt along the way so that he could pull it off once he got to the top. Once your shirt is off he pulls his off, leaving you both naked in front of each other. For each other.

"I know exactly what position I want, baby. Trust me?" You open your eyes, finding Chan's excited ones and nod. You'd trust him with your life so something as small as a sex position is more than doable. "Turn on your side, okay? Face the window."

You do as he asked, turning on your side and jumping a bit as your thighs close. The pressure on your sensitive bud sends chills up your spine. Chan lays behind you on his side. He snakes one arm under your side, pulling your back against his chest and holding you tight. His other hand grips his cock, positioning it at your entrance. He looks down at you, beautiful doe eyes shining like gold in the deep orange sun. His heart skips a beat. You look so beautiful, you sound even better and at this moment he can't believe how lucky he is to be with you. To have access to you in such a vulnerable way. He leans down, peppering kisses on your cheek, making you giggle.

"Can I tell you something, baby?" Chan whispers against your cheek and you nod, turning your head to meet his eyes. Suddenly he pushes in, sinking into your dripping heat slowly. Your mouth opens in a silent scream and your eyes widen as they stare into his. He wants to close his eyes but he doesn't dare break eye contact, a deep groan leaves his lips as he leans down to kiss you deeply. He pulls away once he bottoms out and his eyes meet yours again.

"I love you so much." He whispers as he pulls his hips back, thrusting into you slowly and passionately. His arms wrap around you. Hugging you into his chest as he moves in and out of you at a steady pace. Only speeding up a bit once he's adjusted to your tight walls.

"I love you too, so so much, Chan." Your words leave your mouth in a moan. Your head rests against his shoulder and his rests in the crook of your neck, leaving light kisses in between moans and groans.

"I feel so good when I'm with you" Chan whispers into your ear, kissing the lobe softly. You moan at his words, you can feel the knot in your stomach pulling tighter and tighter. Suddenly he speeds up a bit, circling his hips into you and fucking you deeper.

"Oh my god, you feel so good. You're so big." Chan groans and you can feel his cock twitch inside of you. He bucks his hips into you, reaching impossibility deep as he sucks on the sensitive skin of your neck. Usually it takes more, it always has. You've always needed to touch your clit to cum, but Chan has proven that to be false.

You feel yourself slip into a pool of pleasure as you start to come undone. You choke on your words as you try to warn him but the fluttering of your walls tells him everything that he needs to know. He grunts, squeezing his eyes shut as his own release creeps up on him.

"Oh fuck, where can I cum. I'm so close." You blink your eyes open slowly, your body still shaking lightly as he stretches you open.

"Inside, please, wanna feel you."

"Oh my god." Chan tilts his head back as his rhythm falters. You already felt like heaven and now you were telling him that he could finish inside of you? It's the literal icing on a perfect cake for him.

"I'm gonna - oh fuck." He thrusts into you slow and deep as ropes of sticky cum fill your dripping cunt. You both moan at the sensation, seeing stars and floating through space together as you step out of your cloud of bliss. You squeeze his hand that is holding onto you, tight and secure.

"Baby?" You call him and he hums, eyes still shut and his chest rises and falls quickly against your back. "Come back to me."

You both giggle a bit and he slowly opens his eyes. "Oh my gosh."

He looks down at you, meeting your bright eyes and smiling.

"Hey." He chuckles, pecking your nose lightly.

"Hey." You chuckle back cuddling into his chest.

"I should, uh, pull out." You shake your head, clenching around him and pulling a groan from him. He's still hard by some miracle and it feels so good to finally feel him complete you.

"Let's just stay like this for a second, yeah?" Chan stares down at you with bright eyes filled with love, he nods, settling into the mattress and laying down behind you. His fingers run over your stomach slowly as if he were strumming a guitar. The soft touch makes you feel safe and grounded.

"Sure, baby." He exhales against you softly, kissing your shoulder "Was it everything you expected?"

"So much more than I expected, so perfect. You're so perfect." Chan smiles against your skin, leaving another soft kiss.

"It's you that's perfect." You both lie there in silence as the sun finally sets and the soft darkness swallows you both. You hear soft music playing and you both look up towards the end of your bed at the credits for the movie you were watching.

"I wonder if that was a good movie." You ask with a laugh and Chan shrugs pulling you closer.

"Even if it was, this movie was so much better."

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kisses-from-crows · 6 months

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Random Campbell Bain Headcanons

(chapter 7 is currently a 5k word inconsistent mess but i can give you this so, ehhh? not sure if these make any sense but in my brain they make perfect sense)

-this mf LOVES halloween

-he will spend will weeks thinking up a bunch of overly complicated costumes

-he spends WAY too much money on halloween decorations (i want you to picture Campbell Bain with adult money….)

-he has gotten tangled in those cotton spiderweb things a million times

-he always gets really enthusiastic about carving pumpkins but doesn’t have the patience to do the super complicated designs. always manages to cut off bits he didn’t mean to cut off.

-has a tradition of smashing the pumpkins to bits in the first week of november. (he likes this part more than the carving)

-will literally beg to get his nails painted and then will IMMEDIATELY smudge them, everytime, without fail

-settles for coloring in his nails with sharpie

-scarily good at mario kart, like frighteningly good

-likes to watch the muppets when he has depressive episodes

-had an intense cowboy phase as a child, until he went to a petting zoo and discovered he’s deathly afraid of horses

-the type of person to go radio silent for weeks or spam you with 50 memes and 12 songs in a matter of an hour. (there is no in-between)

-will respond to an important text two days later with a link to song and nothing else

-has a MASSIVE sweet tooth

-and has absolutely ZERO self control with candy, will down an entire bag of marshmallows (he prefers the mini ones) in a single sitting.

-noticed that Eddie had started to sneakily take his candy so he started keeping secret stashes hidden in various places

-eddie will find a stash and throw it away, only to turn around and see Campbell munching on a king-sized snickers, just gloating

-is ace spec but constantly makes dirty jokes, partly for shock value partly because he finds it hilarious

-very touchy, doesn’t get the whole “personal space” thing

-insists that he loves scary movies and then will go to bed with all the lights on after

-finds a pair of shoes he likes and then wears them every single day until they fall apart, then refuses to throw them out

-his closet is full of converse held together by duct tape and a dream

-is the biggest baby about being sick. this mf will get a tummy ache and just start rolling on the ground whining about “this is the end, get my affairs in order, tell Eddie i love him”

-toes the line between being the dream/nightmare blunt rotation. he has the most entertaining monologues but he’s using the joint as a talking stick and accidentally ash’d in the water cups twice now

-not allowed to smoke anymore because it messed with his bipolar and he didn’t sleep for 4 days straight

-can’t cook for shit, regularly burns soup. is banned from using the oven after The Incident™️

-won’t explain to anyone what The Incident™️ is

-if you ask Eddie about it, he’ll just say “he knows what he did”

-rumor has it that it involved makeshift shrink-i-dinks

-visits Fergus’s grave at least once a month. sets up a blanket and just talks. tells him everything that happened since he came last. what the rest of the crew is up to

-always leaves some sort of bit or bauble for Fergus

-got very upset when they would go missing, until he realized the local crows were collecting them

-now he brings some food and an extra toy for the crows, they’re good friends now

-one of the crows always flies down and hangs out next to him, so Campbell is convinced it’s Fergus

okay that’s all i’ve got for now! (sorry had to make it just little sad at the end)

#campbell bain #campbell bain headcanons #taking over the asylum #this likely makes no sense #but who cares

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youkaiyume · 11 months

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So, Rise of the Beasts!!

I saw it twice of the weekend, and I want to put down my honest thoughts.

Overall, I had a great time and I definitely think it's worth watching. Ignore the critic reviews for some reason they are offended that a Transformers movie exists to sell toys. You know, their sole purpose since the very beginning of inception. But OF COURSE I have THOUGHTS so...

Spoilers under the cut!

I liked the human characters for the most part. Noah's sudden onboard motives for going with the autobots to Peru was not as convincing but adventure needs to happen so I gave it a pass.

Mirage is like, DTF with Noah. Like he is SO ready for that tiny bf bff. It's obvious that Bee spoke so much about Charlie (cuz it seemed he was the only one who did talk positively about humans in their group) that Mirage was just. HIS BODY WAS READY.

CHARLIE WAS MENTIONED!!! AHHHHH!!! That was the one tiny smidgeon of a crumb that I wanted and they gave it to me. Granted it was implied when Optimus says "I know one was good to you, Bee" But I was told that the Latin America dub had him say Charlie's actual name. There was a SCENE that was cut out according to the Hollywood Reporter--that Bumblebee had also pulled out a polaroid pic that Charlie took of them together from the first movie here to show OP. HE'S BEEN CARRYING AROUND HER PICTURE ALL THESE YEARS I DIE WHY DID YOU CUT THIS OUT!!!

Mirage's abilities seem very arbitrary. And I do not like this. He can turn into several alt modes which seems to be only a thing that he can do... he can mass shift--which I know mass shifting is a thing but when he turns into a truck to sneak past the museum security I was like??? I was always under the impression that the bots could turn into a vehicle relative to their own actual size so this just confuses me. There is supposedly an earlier cut of the film where it was more clear that the trailer was another illusion. which I wish they kept in. Also when he becomes Noah's symbiote suit at the end?? Like, as a shipper and rule of cool I am into it, but as a person who wants rules to ground my science fiction I don't like how Mirage is just a swiss army knife for the writer's convenience. It feels lazy instead of taking the time to actually worldbuild. Nobody else can do these things.

The arbitrary mass shifting of him being as big or as small as he wants (like when he becomes Noah's exosuit) really falls apart when they keep insisting that they need the humans because only they can fit into small spaces. Well, clearly not cuz you can just do it yourself. AGAIN, PLEASE BE CONSISTENT WITH YOUR RULES.

Airazor x Elena. Anyone else????

speaking of which, I am very upset about what happens to Airazor. And we never even got to see her transform. tragic.

Optimus sure was a negative nancy which--I understand why but I hope they ease up on edgy "i will rip everyone's faces off" Optimus because it feels disingenuous to his character to keep it going for too long. Like I get it, they killed your fave child so I will forgive you but also I want more of "Be strong enough to be gentle" Optimus. Not the edgelord Bayverse Optimus that they are clearly going for cuz the know certain :ahem: fans like that.

Beeeee. They put him out of commission which again, according to interviews they did just so they could make sure he doesn't steal the spotlight and give a chance for the other characters to shine lmao. He is too powerful. But also because we shots of him in the trailers, I was not too worried about Bee staying out of commission. But goddamn when if I still wasn't hyped as hell when he made his comeback. 10/10 he proves he's still the GOAT.

I hate Pablo/Wheeljack. No, after seeing the movie my opinion of him did not improve in fact it got so much worse. His design was the LEAST of his problems. Every moment he was on screen was deeply cringe. And he barely did anything!! He could have not been in the movie at all and it wouldn't have made a difference and I genuinely believe it would have been a better film. All this hullaballoo over Pablo and this is what we got. Wheeljack fans lost hard after all that defense I'm sorry this ain't it.

Hey speaking of bots that barely got any lines or screentime, wtf was up with Rhinox and Cheetor? My boys got shafted :(

There was a moment where OP is asking the bots if they detected the terrorcons and Arcee WHO IS SITTING in the pablo van was like "lol nope" and I was like GURL how could you, you're in a van. And it made no sense because don't you also have an altmode??? Shouldn't you be scouting outside to cover more ground???

I firmly believe the only had Arcee sitting in there like a dumb duck because they wanted Wheeljack to make a dumb joke in the original cut about how it was a long time since she was inside him. UGHUGHUGH.

Did I mention how glad I am that they cut the majority of Wheeljack's screentime since it was so awful especially his and Arcee's implied romance? Especially since they killed off the other femmes so the only one we got now has to have a mandatory romance. No thanks. Glad that nonsense is gone.

The Maximals' robot modes were very minimal. and they went by so fast I never got a good look at their designs.

I loved how the Maximals were harmoniously living with the native tribe--and speaking their language!

Scourge's face reveal seemed to be treated like it was a big deal but when we saw him it was just... guy without his wig on. Literally the surprise is that he is bald.

Noah x Mirage is very strong good. I have no doubt the fandom will be all over it since they seem to eat up BL romance much more readily and I am all for it. They also have all the great ingredients for it--flirting, drift compatibility, self sacrifice for the other. Another human x transformer ship for the books.

I'm sure there are some ppl who like the ending. but I.... did not. I do not want to see G.I.Joes in my transformers I'm sorry. I don't want the return of military propaganda or more introductions to several human characters that take away from the transformers. I don't want to see them exploited or used for our own human affairs--even if it's a fictional cult-- when they could be literally fighting Decepticons or Unicron or whatever. People might have wanted them in Bayverse cuz it was heavily skewed Military in those films but I don't want to see it again. It was a terrible, dark time. the Joes might be presented as good guys but I don't trust the military in general and I don't see their motives as altruistic--especially if their goal is to use them for their own purposes. Why would they help them get home? They wouldn't, if just to keep their best weapons--and Noah is bait. He is bait and he will fall for it hook line and sinker because they are bribing him with his brother's healthcare and the fact that he is struggling to find work elsewhere.I hope if they are to be involved at all it will be relegated to characters here and there but they stay in their own movies if they have to ride on Transformers coattails to revive an irrelevant struggling franchise.

There was minimal human injuries/death and I appreciate that. They did the DBZ thing where they took their fight to remote locations. This probably won't keep up if they introduce the Joes :/

Overall, 8/10. I had a fun time. I didn't love it as much as Bumblebee but it was definitely miles better than Bayverse (a low bar I know). The action was clear, the characters likable, the CGI mostly stellar. I have hope that they will bring back Charlie maybe. But hey, I took my parents to it the second time around and my Mom liked Mirage and my Dad did not fall asleep so I will consider that a stamp of approval.

#transformers #rise of the beasts #ROTB #text post #long post #read more under the cut #not so much a review as all of the thoughts i had while watching it

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hauntedhokage · 7 months

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PART 07: Aftershock

WORD COUNT: 1.6k

SUMMARY: Following an eventful night; the day after spent in the hospital ends up equally as eventful, only for a different reason.

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The hospital wing where heroes were allowed to rest and recover peacefully was too quiet for your tastes, but you knew you’d be overwhelmed if you were sitting in the waiting area with the general public. Any concern you had about not waiting for someone to get you was squashed when you’d heard that Red Riot, Dynamite, and Deku were all having various injuries treated - you’d have been waiting for them all day if you’d stayed out on the streets.

You’d already been home - actually to Eijirou and Bakugou’s - took a quick shower, and gathered fresh clothes for the two men. They each kept a go bag in the coat closet by the front door, which made it easy to get what you needed after getting yourself cleaned up before getting back to where they were. The nurse had told you that they both overexerted their bodies and their quirks, so they’d be sleeping for a while and not leaving until the afternoon at the earliest. Which was fine; you weren’t working today after almost falling from a helicopter that had clearly skipped a couple safety checks, so you’d be able to bounce between their two rooms and make sure they weren’t too bored.

Or at least try to bounce into Bakugou’s until it got weird.

You hear him fussing as a nurse leaves the room looking stressed, and you stop the door from closing so you could talk to him for a minute and let him have his stuff. Maybe knowing that he had pants and casual clothes ready would help him relax and not create a revolving door of nurses until they asked Midoriya to act as his nurse. You know it had happened before, since he was probably the most difficult patient this hospital had ever seen, and was likely to happen again.

“Uh, hey,” you greet, leaning in the doorframe and taking in the sight of the number one hero looking…very pathetic.

He looked less than thrilled to be there, the metal braces keeping him there enough to remind you that he was notorious for just unhooking himself from all of the IV’s and monitors and just jumping out the window to escape while still wearing the hospital’s clothing. He’d done that during your third date with Eijirou, surprising you both during a scary movie when he’d basically thrown the door open in time with the slasher on the screen.

“Get me the hell out of here!”

“Can’t do that,” you point out, letting the door close behind you as you walk further into the room. “I’m a reporter, not a doctor, and I don’t have the keys.”

“I’m gonna stop letting Kirishima bring you home.” The counter is half hearted, but you feel better when he relaxes into the bed as you stop at his bedside and put his go bag on the chair beside his bed. “How is he?”

“A bit better than you, I think, but still not great. The nurse said there were a few broken ribs, some burns and cuts, but he’ll be okay. He wasn’t awake when I was here earlier, so I’m not sure how he’s feeling exactly.” He relaxes more at the information, and you know it’ll kill them both to be stuck here but apart. You’d need to talk to a nurse about one of them getting moved to the other’s room, since they’d feel better if they could see the other in recovery. Bakugou being a bit more cooperative with Eijirou in the room would definitely be a selling point that you’ll emphasize to get them to see the situation your way.

“I’m about the same. Broken ankle, too.”

“From catching me, I’m sure.”

“And I’d do it again.”

“It’s your job to do it again, Bakugou.”

“Yeah, but that’s not why.”

“For him, then?”

“For you, brat.” He’s not looking at you, but being strapped down means that he can’t turn away from you and his redness of his face was not because he was upset. Bakugou was outwardly angry, he wouldn’t be speaking so softly if he was mad. “I’m not good at this shit, but I don’t hate you. Never have.”

“Then why-”

“Kacchan! You’re awake!”

“Pipe down, nerd!” The instant scolding doesn’t phase Izuku, the number two hero greeting you with a hug before carefully checking you for injuries while rambling about your fall and how incredible it was to see Bakugou catch you. There were questions, too, and you try your best to answer before he can ask another (but are only half successful) until eventually you have to cut him off and get out of there.

“I promise that I’m alright, but I should go check in on Eijirou. It’s really good to see that you’re okay, Izuku.” With that, you’re excusing yourself from the room - hoping to not have to answer any more questions until Izuku settles down a bit.

You catch a nurse in passing, taking the time to ask if they’d be able to move the guys into the same room while explaining that they’ll be able to keep each other entertained if they were close - something that has her assuring you that she’d do what she could to make that happen. It was in the hospital’s best interest that Bakugou was kept entertained during his mandatory stay, and clearly she understood that just as well as you did that keeping the number one hero pacified as long as they could was best for the entire building. Then you’re turning into your boyfriend’s room, carefully shutting the door to avoid making any noise that would disrupt him.

He’s still sleeping, which was a moderate relief for you as you sat down in the chair at his bedside. His face is relaxed, only a couple bandages on his face and neck from whatever combat he’d experienced during the night. His hands were in rough shape, and you knew his torso would be heavily bandaged to protect those broken ribs. That was how you knew without a doubt he’d overused his quirk, eventually he couldn’t keep his body hard enough to truly deflect whatever was being thrown at him in a fight.

“I was faking it,” he whispers, startling you easily and you have to remind yourself that you can’t hit him while he’s injured like this even if he’s got that stupid grin on his face. “The last nurse was really chatty, babe, knew she’d never leave if she knew I was awake.”

“She’s going to get you and Bakugou in the same room, so be nice,” you whisper back, but give his hand a squeeze when he continues to grin at you. “He’s gonna be okay, by the way.”

“You already saw him?”

“I went back to your place to get your bags, and he was awake when I went in to drop his bag off. Cuts and burns, a couple broken ribs, and a broken ankle. Izuku is with him now.”

“Good,” Eijirou breathes, leaning back into the bed while keeping his eyes on you. “I’m so thankful that he was able to catch you.”

“You saw that?”

“News camera was broadcasting to the electronics store I was near. Saw you fall and saw him catch you, scariest couple of seconds of my life - and I’ve almost died a couple times.”

“Yeah, it was pretty scary. But I’m okay, a couple bruises from hitting Bakugou so hard in the catch but I’ll take that over being scraped off the pavement.”

“Never getting in a helicopter again, I’m sure.”

“Absolutely not. Ayame wants a memorial shrine so bad, she can do the aerials from now on.” The joke lands, and you follow when a gentle tug of your arm requests that you move closer. You feel better being closer to him, seated on the edge of his bed and able to feel his body heat beside yours. A reminder that he was alive, he was still here and so were you.

“I heard that the world’s more beautiful, gorgeous, news lady was on the ground helping with search and rescue.”

“Yeah, well, I couldn’t keep working, after all.” Your reason has him humming, his hand settling on your shoulder to gently pull you back to lie beside him in the bed. The smile on his face is very proud, and that has your chest warm with your own pride at your actions. It wasn’t that you needed to prove anything to anybody, you were just doing what needed to be done. “People needed help, and I was around.”

“And you say you aren’t that cool,” he teases, and you roll your eyes but let him lean in to get a kiss from you. “How long do we have to stay here, do you know?”

“Depends. You both seriously extended your bodies and your quirks beyond simple exhaustion. If you’re cooperative and promise to rest, hopefully this afternoon. If you’re not, I’m not sure.”

“I’ll be the most cooperative man so I can go home and snuggle with my babygirls.”

“Your bed isn’t big enough for all three of us.”

“Bakugou’s is, and I’m sure he’d be okay with us all snuggling after you fell from a helicopter, I got stabbed, and whatever else happened to him.”

“You got stabbed?” That was news to you, and the look on his face says enough about the fact that he wasn’t intending on telling you that he’d been stabbed. To be expected, but that doesn’t quell the disappointment you feel that he was going to keep that from you. Typical hero.

“Oops?”

“Kirishima Eijirou you can’t just leave that out!”

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ahiddenpath · 6 months

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Digimon Adventure 02: The Beginning

I just got home from seeing the Japanese audio/English sub. This is not a review, and I doubt I'll feel the same way about it in a few days, because I'm all up in my emotions and I haven't had a think on it. So here is nothing more or less than my visceral, 100% subjective reaction.

Extreme spoilers beneath the cut, spoilin spoilin all day long. Also cussing and blaspheming, apparently I like to keep it classy.

My head is a boiling vat of pudding.

As the film ended, someone screamed, "Toei why you gotta do us like that?!" Someone else yelled, "Jesus Christ I did not need that in my life." As we filed out, another gem: "They had a digital god in this one, and they still didn't unfuck Kizuna." (That last one, I think, while funny, was not relevant. This wasn't about the older kids, they had their turn and several more, lmao).

Some notes:

-Genuinely I was not prepared for a horror. Or child abuse. I love horror games! I watch them nearly daily! Did you know I have only once been more upset/disturbed by a horror video game than I was by this movie?

Did people take their kids to this? Like, that seems totally reasonable to me, taking your kid to digimon!!! Jesus cHRISt!!!!

-I thought my bar of, "I want to see the 02 kids grown up and interacting," was so, so low. I thought my bar could not be lower. But this was Lui's story, not theirs. And this is Toei's story, not mine, so I have to accept that... They wrote what they wanted to. But yeah, the bar I thought was low was not cleared.

-SOMEONE HELP ME, Himekawa is older than Lui. Himekawa's group, they were the first Chosen. Right??? Does the time line not shake out here??? Himekawa was probably about 10/11 when she was Chosen, and she's a full ass adult in Tri??? So, like, I guess the question is, how much older is her group than Lui at age 4? Are they at least 6 years older???? But- God what age would that make- God damn let me get the chart. Shit, I'm lost. Help??????

Shit I liked:

-Lui's second birthday scene

Not the original scene where Lui meets Ukkomon. This is the second birthday, his 8th birthday, where they sit in a dark room full of presents and treats. Ukkomon mentions Lui's parents and friends. They enter the room and proceed to not say a single ducking word while Ukkomon and Lui talk and talk and talk, and it is the creepiest and most atmospheric shit I have seen. Holy shit!!!!

Obviously, the audience already knows shit is fucked up with Ukkomon, but at this point, ooooooooooooooooo baby that tension is HIGH.

-Power in the hands of children

Ukkomon is, like, seconds old when he meets Lui. Lui is 4 and extremely disenfranchised, even for a 4-year-old. Lui wishes for what he doesn't have. Ukkomon devotes his whole self to those wishes.

What happens when a 4 year old meets a baby genie? When that much power is in the hands of the innocent?

You don't want to know, trust me. Lowkey wish I didn't know!!! Christ on a bike!

As much as we love digimon and the Chosen and all of that, it's always been messed up how much power they have, and how much responsibility. It's so much pressure, it's so high stakes! It was really cool to see Toei explore how sideways all of this could go, literally at any moment.

-A few character moments

Honestly that part where a girl is chatting up Ken and Wormmon is visibly pissed is, like, my favorite thing in this movie. Oh! Also I loved seeing the international Chosen, that was so great. The gut scream of WALLACE/WILLIS in the theater when he appeared!!!!!!

Bonus:

My husband said he liked how there was a command center in Imperialdramon's head. I think that was actually some kind of... plane??? Made by Ukkomon??? I have no idea. You know, the place where Ken and Daisuke are accused of flirting.

Stuff I didn't like

-It was half flash back

I'm being a little harsh here, because stuff other than flashbacks happened in the first 46 minutes, but... I checked my phone after the final flashback (not counting Lui jumping into Ukkomon in the end). I was 46 minutes into a roughly 90 minute film. I'm not against flashbacks in principle, and I tend to like new characters, but... This just wasn't what I hoped for in a movie about the 02 kids. I accept that this is 100% subjective.

-It was too damned fucked up for my tastes

Jeeeeeeeeeeeeeesus H Christ!!!!!

Okay, so first of all, I generally am of the opinion that a lot of recent media has substituted trauma for substance. It's easy to make an audience pity/relate to/feel protective of a character by showing them suffer.

Lui wetting himself was so disturbing for me- in children, that's often a sign of ongoing abuse. I could easily be reading into it, but that combined with the range of age of his bruises (and he had more fresh contusions, too, they start red and turn purple and brown and eventually a yellow green) hinted that this wasn't some one off occasion caused by a sudden spike of stress. That was Lui's life. And he really might have frozen to death that night, if not for Ukkomon.

In a way, if I'm right and not just reading into things, this scene was well done. But also, like... I just don't enjoy the substitution of trauma for gradually making us care about a character and understand what they've been through. It seems like some kind of heavy handed short cut, and it usually has the opposite effect on me- thrusting me out of the narrative and making me distrustful of it.

Or maybe I'm just distancing myself, because I genuinely get so upset.

And don't even get me started on the scene where Ukkomon dissolves. I was not ready for that shit. It was just too much for me, I'm sensitive, lmao!

-I'm not sure what I think of the Chosen reacting to Lui's story

I kind of felt like the Chosen were oddly hard on Lui? They weren't actually, in reality they encouraged him to find a resolution with Ukkomon and reminded him that relationships go two ways.

But, like. Could someone have, like... Idk I was really waiting for someone to cry or hug Lui or reassure him or something? Instead it was like, "Poor Ukkomon. He tried so hard and you relied on him too much!"

And my visceral reaction to that was, "UKKOMON KILLED AT LEAST ONE OF LUI'S PARENTS AND MADE THEM MEAT PUPPETS FOR YEARS, JESUS!!!! AND YOU WANT LUI TO GO SEE UKKOMON AGAIN?!?!?!?!?" Like, that whole thing was literally a nightmare??? But Ukkomon was an actual whole ass baby god, and then again, as my husband put it, "Ukkomon did what CPS wouldn't." Lui needed help, stat.

I'm gonna need some time to sort how I feel about this. I can say that, as I watched, I felt like the emotional tone was really off for the last half of the film. All I could think about was the horror, and any time someone criticized Lui, or even told him to go see Ukkomon, I was just like- MEAT. PUPPET!!!! MEAT!!! PUPPET!!!! (Did those kids that Ukkomon made Lui's friends also die?!?!?!). Literally, snow was falling and the Chosen were playing, and my head was like, MEAT. PUPPET!!!!

There's no walking back that emotion, at least not in a 40 some minute window. Not for me, personally. I'm probably going to have nightmares. If I knew going in that this was a horror, I'd be fine with that. But gdi I though I'd see my blorbos having good times mixed with a plot.

Instead, nightmares.

-Lui's final scene with his mother

Lui tells himself, "This time, when I go back in time... I won't rely on Ukkomon for everything" (paraphrasing). He sees his mother inside his memory of his 4th birthday. He says to her, roughly, "Lui loves you, please remember that."

And magically, the mom is kind to him that night.

Now, to be fair, even disastrous relationships can have good times. Maybe it would have been just that night that was better. But there was this feeling of, "Oh, if I just talked to my mother when I was 4 years old and horrifically abused, it would have been different."

That just isn't how that works. If I had to guess, the film is just supporting communication. But god, don't ever point back to the child victim like that. Too bad that 4 year old doesn't know how to communicate with his abusive caregiver! Things might have been different!!!!!

I'm sensitive to this kind of thing, so it's totally possible I'm fixating too much on this or blowing up the importance of this moment. But yeah, not a good emotional reaction to that.

In summary: this was not the film I wanted. In fact, it's a film that will stick on me like a burr, but like. In a bad way? But also it did have some killer ideas. Ukkomon has to be one of the most interesting things to hit Adventure in years. So much power in the hands of an innocent, so disastrous so very fast.

My brain is still pudding. Time for some nightmares. Good night, I hope the film didn't distress you if you saw it! And my sympathies if you took your children, the biggest of oofs (how could you have known??? You couldn't have).

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ash5monster01 · 11 months

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Lessons of You Part 4

Pairing: Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x FemReader

Warnings: fluff, mentions of depression, future smut, broken reader, 18+

Summary: Blake Parker was used to running. When life got hard, she’d run. The idea of sticking around to end up broken was scarier then she’d like to admit. So she hid away, cut all ties, and lived contently on her own. She was done running because no one could find her there. That is until a Navy Pilot runs into her life, and she learns allowing yourself to love can be scary, but hiding from it can be even worse.

word count: 2,350

Intro, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Final

Masterlist

Blake hadn’t intended to ignore Bradley. That night that they kissed, they took a break to eat pizza, start the movie, and end up making out on the couch like teenagers all over again. Every part of Blake yelled at her to let him stay the night but she didn’t want to move too fast. Letting people in wasn’t something she could just do, she had to build up to it. So Bradley left with a dopey grin and a few purple marks on his neck, completely forgetting to ask for her number. Blake figured he’d stop by on his morning run yet he never seemed to go by. So she figured he had gotten what he wanted and left. No use texting him now.

This was exactly why she didn’t let people in. True intentions are never easy to see, and most of the time they end up hurting you. So better off to be alone, and grocery shop for one person. It was cheaper that way anyway. Who needs to know someone’s favorite kind of cereal when all you have to do is buy your own? So Blake didn’t even flinch as she grabbed the Fruity Pebbles without glancing at another box in the aisle.

“Blake right?” the brunette girl stopped to see a dark hair girl, she wore sweats and a workout shirt. Her hair pulled tightly back in a bun. Blake quickly searched her mind for how she recognized this girl. Then it hit her.

“Phoenix right?” Blake asked and the girl chuckled softly.

“Yeah that’s my call sign. You can call me Nat” Blake nodded as she reached over to shake her hand. "Sorry for my appearance. We've been training so much most of us havent had a second to leave base"

"I'm assumng that includes Bradley?" as Nat nodded Blaked felt her stomach churn with guilt. She thought he was avoiding her but turns out she was the one avoiding him all along.

"He mentioned he hadn’t heard from you in a while. I'll be happy to report you’re alive" Nat teased, knowing how upset Bradley had been considering he made out with a girl he really liked just to be ghosted and not have enough time to go and see if it was true. The mission was approaching fast and no one had still succesfully completed the course.

"I know, I meant to text but I figured he'd stop by on my morning run and then it just left my mind" Blake semi-lied considering she was unsure how to approach the situation. If she reached out and apologized Bradley would assume she wanted to be more than friends yet at the same time, straddling the guys lap, and tasting every inch of his mouth arleady sent the wrong message.

"You should shoot him a text, I might strangle him the next time he asks me what he did wrong. Men think all women can help them with their problems, and try being the only one on base" Blake laughed as Nat said this, it reminding her how she used to be the one everyone went to for advice. Then she remebered that doesn’t happen anymore and her heart shattered once again.

"I could see how that can be annoying, I'll text him" Blake reached for her phone and moved to the message app to start a new conversation. Nat watched like it was her job to make sure she actually texted her friend.

Blake

I've heard through the grapevine

that someone can't shut up about me

<3 Blake

Bradley

It’s not my fault, normally when

I kiss a girl they can’t leave me alone

“You’ve got yourself one cocky friend” Blake chuckled as she looked at the text from the boy. She had barely looked up from her phone when a response came through.

“All pilots are cocky, if we didn’t have such big heads we wouldn’t be as aerodynamic” Blake laughed at Nat’s response, not minding Bradley’s cockiness one bit.

“Thanks for making me text him, I can be pretty stubborn about these kind of things” Blake said waving her phone as she set it back down in her cart, waiting a moment to text the eager boy back.

“No problem, I get letting people in is hard but if you were going to let anyone, Bradley is a good choice” Blake smiled and nodded before slowly starting back down the aisle.

“Oh wait, Nat?” Blake turned to see the girl stop and face her. “Do you know Bradley’s favorite cereal?”

“He likes Captain Crunch” she told her and Blake thanked her as she grabbed the box off the shelf. Nat watched as the girl walked away, a content smile on her face.

Blake

I’d love to prove you wrong but

I’d rather invite you over tonight?

Bradley

Be there in 20

Blake was halfway done unloading groceries when she heard the truck door slam. She had left the door open for him again so once he approached she could smile at him from inside as she continued to put stuff away. “Hey B”

“Hey other B” Blake grinned back as he let himself inside.

“I thought you were never gonna text me” he told her as he sat himself at the counter, content with watching her put groceries away.

“And I thought you gave up on your morning run” Bradley’s eyes widened as she said this. He never assumed that she would notice. Then it all made sense why she never texted, she thought he had ghosted her first.

“I wish that was the case, they’ve been making us train earlier in the day. No one really has a hang of it yet” Bradley wasn’t allowed to give much detail, but they’d practically doubled their hours trying to make it in time. It didn’t help that is was Maverick they were training with.

“Are you on a tight schedule?” Blake started to feel bad for making him leave base if he needed to be focusing on something more important.

“Kind of, we have a big mission coming up. I don’t even know if I’ll be picked though” Bradley shook his head, knowing him and Hangman were neck and neck when it came down to it.

“Should you have stayed at base, I didn’t mean to drag you away” Bradley immediately shook his head, wanting to reassure the girl.

“No, we have the weekend actually. Our last weekend before the big operation” Bradley didn’t want to explain that they were given the weekend for loved ones, a last opportunity kind of thing. The mission was one you could easily never come back from.

“So what do I have to do, to get you to spend that with me?” Blake asked and Bradley felt the tips of his ears heat up.

“You say the word and I’m here all weekend” he was already bummed about having no one to spend the weekend with. Now he would get to spend it with her.

“Stay all weekend?” she asked and Bradley grinned. Blake wanted a trial run, a two day trial run. Maybe she could allow someone back into her life for once.

“There’s no place I’d rather be” he smirked and Blake laughed as she emptied the last bag, setting the cereal on the counter. Bradley reached out and grabbed the box. “I love Captain Crunch”

“You can have some in the morning” the indication of him staying the night made his face redden some more.

“You sound like my Mom” he told her and she belly laughed as she finished putting away all the groceries. Bradley watched as she walked over to him, and he turned to face her. The minute her hips nudged with each of his knee caps his heart rate doubled in speed.

“I don’t need you spoiling your dinner” she told him and Bradley wrapped his arms around her, pulling her flush against him in a hug.

“If you’re serving up dinner does that mean I get to serve up dessert?” Bradley asked, his face mushing into her neck as he fluttered kisses along the side. Blake hummed contently at the feeling.

“I guess that depends on how well you behave” she told him, hands running through the short strawberry brown locks.

“I don’t plan on behaving at all” he whispered into her neck, causing her to shudder as his hands firmly squeezed her ass.

“I expected as much” she told him as he pulled his face from her neck and looked her in the eyes. “But if you plan to misbehave, wait until I’m done cooking”

“I’m not that patient” he told her and she chuckled and shook her head before pressing a chaste kiss to his lips, his mustache scratching her in the process.

“You’re a Navy Pilot, I think you can handle yourself for thirty minutes” Bradley had no argument against this as she removed herself from his grip and moved to the stove where she started to cook for two. Which when you think about it, isn’t much more than one.

“I’m sorry if you thought I was avoiding you” Bradley said as she continued to work on the dinner.

“I’m sorry for not texting you” she offered back and he smiled softly at her. If this was his last weekend of freedom he was glad he was spending it here. Without the crushing reminder of loneliness and his bitter feelings towards Maverick. It was just him and a beautiful girl, one he’d like to learn more about, and it was the best distraction he could ask for.

“It’s okay, but I was close to coming and knocking down your door considering you had my number and I didn’t have yours” Bradley teased and she shook her head, a dopey grin on her face. She liked having someone around that made her smile so much.

“It’s more fun that way though, knowing you have all the power” she gave him a pointed look, knowing she was mainly in control of this relationship so far, no matter what it was.

“I’m not used to passing over the reigns” he told her and she chuckled, turning to fully face him as she allowed the dish to cook.

“You’ll have to get used to it because I’m a leader, always have been. My cousins used to pick on me for how easily control came to me” Blake stopped suddenly, sucking in a sharp breath at the mention of her cousins. She hadn’t had a thought like that infiltrate her mind and so easily slip out to none other than a stranger. Bradley noticed this, how her lip slightly quivered, and she regained her composure. He thought to himself how in control she was of her emotions. She was right about being a leader.

“Your cousins, are you close?” Blake started shaking her head and turned back to her food. Clearly trying to find a way to escape the conversation.

“We were” she said sharply, fighting to keep her tears away. She never would’ve considered allowing someone in her life would make her so easily crumble to all the ways she worked to keep those kind of thoughts at bay.

“Is that because you left?” Bradley didn’t want to push, but if he had cousins he would do everything in his power to stay with them.

“No, they backed away long before I decided to take my own step back” it sounded like she was trying to convince herself more than she was trying to convince him.

"Not to overstep, but if I had the choice I wouldn't of given up on them. Life takes a lot of turns, and people come and go, but sometimes youre lucky enough to have the ones who stay. If you ask me it sounds like you had the choice to stay and you left them" Blake felt the tears slip and she stepped back from the stove so they wouldn’t land in their dinner. Bradley had done nothing but offer her the truth, and he was also the first person to get through to her in a long time.

"Why is it you always have the perfect thing to say?" she asked as she quickly wiped her eyes and turned to face him again.

"I've been on my own a long time, not by choice. I spend everyday thinking about what my life would be if I still had my parents and Uncle Maverick" he told her and she drew her eyebrows together.

"You lost your Uncle too?" she asked and he shook his head.

"No, we had a falling out a few years back. Somet things you just can't come back from" he told her and she shook her head.

"Sounds like you need to take some of your own advice" she said squeezing his hand and for the frst time he thought about how he never gave Maverick a chance to explain. He never allowed himself to see how hard Maverick was actualy trying to fix things. Not only did Bradley lose his father but Maverick lost him too.

"I guess I do. Maybe the two of us just need to work on our people skills" he offered and she chuckled as she wiped away the remaining tears in her eyes.

"How about we start with each ottoher?" she asked, content on just being here with him because somehow he managed to comfort her despite only knowing him a few days.

"I'd love to work on my people skills with you" he said as he stood and wrapped his arms around her waist. Bradley gave her a quick spin, trying to lighten the sad mood they always managed to find with each other.

"I have a feeling you’re going to pretty good at it" Blake told him and Bradley chuckled and teasingly shook his head at the girl before pulling her to his lips for a real kiss. Never would he have thought book girl would be as amazing as this, if he could keep her forever he would.

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Dragon Ball Super 027

Let’s talk about Vegeta vs. Golden Frieza, shall we?

This only takes up about a third of the episode, and it’s not a big chunk of the movie version either, but I think Vegeta’s fight against Frieza is the actual highlight of this story.

I mean, you look at Goku Blue vs. Golden Frieza, and that sounds like it ought to be the main event. It’s a rematch of their epic fight on Namek, Frieza’s out for revenge, and Goku never finished him off properly the last time. Plus they have new forms, so it seems like all the ingredients are there for a great battle.

But in the end, it falls flat. Their battle is basically a repeat of their first fight on Namek, but with none of the suspense or tension. They fool around for a while, then they get serious, then Goku seems to be on the backfoot for a while, then Frieza wears himself out and Goku declares victory. Same deal, both times. The difference is that Frieza has a guy standing by to shoot Goku when he lets his guard down, and Goku has Vegeta standing by to jump in if things go wrong.

More importantly, though, the characters didn’t seem very emotionally invested in this battle. Goku starts out filled with righteous indignation, but by the time he powers up to Super Saiyan Blue, he’s acting all cheery and chipper, like he’s fighting a regular strong opponent, and not his evil nemesis who killed several of his friends and also his bio-parents. He treats the entire fight like a joke, which is kind of a cool attitude from Goku, really, but it also kills off the drama. He simply doesn’t sweat Frieza, because he’s already beaten him once and he knows he can do it again . The problem is that when your movie is all about bringing Frieza back because that’s such a terrible and scary thing, the premise is ruined when the main hero refuses to take it seriously.

On the flip side, Frieza wants revenge on Goku, but for what exactly? He lost his chance for immortality? That was Dende, not Goku. He got killed and sent to hell? That was Future Trunks. All those wounds that had to be repaired with cyborg parts? Well most of those injuries were self-inflicted. Frieza cut himself in half, and he’s the one who blew up Namek while he was still on it.

All Goku did to Frieza was beat the shit out of him, which, yeah, I don’t blame Frieza for being more upset about that than the other stuff. But he went to all this trouble to turn the tables on Goku, but it feels kind of hollow. Like, he doesn’t seem that fussed about it. You’d think he’d want to kill Goku quickly, because he’s afraid of him, or maybe he wants to make him suffer a lot, but instead he just slugs it out with him until he runs out of juice. Maybe it’s Frieza’s arrogance getting in the way of his wrath, but it feels like he didn’t think any of this through, which is dumb when you consider that he spent umpteen years in hell with nothing else to occupy his thoughts.

Now, by contrast, Vegeta vs. Frieza actually feels a lot more satisfying. Vegeta has a score to settle with Frieza, and he could never do it because Frieza killed him, and this is the first chance he’s had to avenge his own death. And he doesn’t waste any time. Frieza’s worn down by this point, but even if he were fresh, Vegeta’s all-business approach suggests that it wouldn’t matter much. He was impatiently waiting for Goku to get on with things, implying that Goku could have handled the fight much more efficiently if he had wanted to. So when Vegeta finally gets his turn, he just starts dropping the hurt bombs.

And it’s fun to watch, because we know Vegeta has a lot of baggage here, and because Frieza had no idea that Vegeta had changed so much since their last encounter. So this fight is not a rerun of what happened on Namek. Instead, it’s a complete role-reversal. Now Vegeta’s the one dodging all of Frieza’s hits and teeing off on Frieza, punishing him before delivering the final blow.

And that’s probably not lost on Vegeta, which is why he hesitates to finish the job. Earlier, Whis warned Goku about letting his guard down, and now we see Vegeta succumb to his weakness, which is his tendency to overthink. He’s so caught up in his own revenge that he forgot about Frieza’s revenge. Right here, Vegeta’s probably thinking “Yeah, this is just like when I was lying helpless on the ground, and he was preparing to finish me off!” When instead, he should be thinking “Wait, in this position, he could totally blow up the Earth and kill me before I can kill him.”

Hey, here’s a shot of Pan crying before the Earth explodes. Call me nutty, but maybe she’s crying because she can sense what’s about to happen.

Here’s Buu, sleeping through the whole thing.

And then Whis reverses time, allowing Goku a second chance to finish Frieza off. And this is where the story really blows it. This do-over crap is why Resurrection F is the weakest of the four modern Dragon Ball films, and why the Res F Saga is one of the worst arcs in Dragon Ball Super.

1) It’s deus ex machina. ‘Nuff said there. I can’t remember the last time anyone ever said “Oh, boy! Deus ex machina! My favorite!”

2) The do-over is used to teach Goku a Very Important Lesson about not letting his guard down and murdering his enemies when he has the chance. Which is fine, except Goku already learned that lesson when he got shot through the chest with a laser gun. At least, I would hope it got through to him in that moment. Whis warned him about it at the start of the story, then Frieza mocked him for it, then Vegeta reminded him of Whis’s warning, and then Whis brought it up a fourth time right before the temporal do-over. So it’s redundant.

3) It undermines the satisfaction of the Vegeta/Frieza fight. I think fans wanted to see Frieza take a beating, and Vegeta is the one character who could be trusted to dish it out. And sure, it probably makes more sense for Goku to be the one who gets to kill Frieza, but he had his shot and he blew it, so having Vegeta blow it too, and then having Goku do it on the second try just makes everyone look goofy. It’s a screwy finish. What made the fight on Namek so awesome was that Goku and Frieza went apeshit on each other for like twenty episodes, and then Frieza took a hellacious beating, lost the fight, self-destructed, and got caught in the explosion of Namek. There was no doubt as to who won and who lost. Res F is the opposite of that.

So what you end up with is a story that isn’t about Frieza’s revenge, or Goku’s revenge, or Vegeta’s revenge. It just ends up being about... stuff, and things. It’s not about life or death because the Dragon Balls and Whis’ time trick make those stakes meaningless. It’s not about who’s the strongest because Beerus could one-shot all three of the main characters, but he’s more interested in eating a strawberry sundae.

Anyway, this episode closes out with another post-battle party, and it feels like we’ve had like a dozen of these in this series. Remember when Goku defeated Vegeta and they didn’t have a party because most of the gang was dead and Goku had to go to the hospital because Vegeta broke every bone in his body?

So Gohan asks Piccolo to train him again, because he blames himself for Frieza killing Piccolo and destroying the Earth. He keeps talking about how he needs to protect his family, but when was that not the case? Gohan had loved ones to protect all along. There’s sort of a plotline here that culminates in Super Hero, but it’s very janky. Gohan gets really serious in the Tournament of Power, but then in Super Hero he’s back to not giving a shit. Then he goes Beast Mode and... well, I’m getting ahead of myself.

Meanwhile, Goku and Vegeta talk about Whis’ suggestion that they should learn to work together in combat, and they agree that working together sucks ass, and they should continue to stubbornly fight the way they have been. Bickering over whose turn it is and getting in each other’s way. And that’s the real moral of Resurrection F: That every dumb thing that happened in Resurrection F was actually a cool thing according to the twisted backwards logic of Resurrection F. These two will end up using fusion again... twice! So I have no idea what to make of any of this.

The important thing is that we’re finally done with the first 27 episodes of this show, and now we can finally move on to material that wasn’t just cribbed from the movies. Not that the next arc is great, but at least it’s original material.

#dragon ball #dragon ball super #2023dbapocryphaliveblog #goku #vegeta #frieza #videl #pan #piccolo #gohan #mr satan #majin buu

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torra-and-the-toons · 1 year

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What's your opinion on the flanderization of the Eds during the later seasons? More specifically the school episodes.

I remember being so upset about it as a kid.

Double D and Ed are relatively reserved people with Eddy being pretty much the most extroverted of them. Especially in the start of the show. Ed is that weird kid that makes obscure references to TV shows and movies he's watched, he's so absorbed into science fiction comics and horror flicks he believes it's real. Double D is too weak for the other kid's games and too much of a know-it-all that'd it be a put off to most of the Cul-de-sac kids and Eddy was well.. small and a loud-mouth bossy but, he meant well. They all meant well.

He just wanted to fit in, they all did. (felt deep in my soul)

With Eddy, Ed and Double D had a sense of belonging, they had each-other and that's what mattered to them. They're social outcasts but they are outcasts that weren't alone. Them growing apart with the school episodes just made so hurt especially as I watched the re-runs while in Junior High/Middle School myself.

Am I going too deep into this? Probably. Thoughts?

Ooohhh I love talking about season 5/6!!

Opinions under the cut bc this will probably get long. (You're afraid you went too deep but I've already dug to china, my friend lmao)

My opinion of it used to be the same as you way back in the day. I remember seeing the first new episode and literally turning off the television because I was so irritated. Everything was so different, I could tell the animation was different, they were going to SCHOOL... something I hated thinking about when I was a 14-15 year old teenager myself. I used to watch this show to get away from reality, not relive the experience. I didn't like change as a kid. Change is scary, but I've come to discover as I got older that change is inevitable, and the sooner we embrace it, the happier we'll be.

However, my opinion of the later seasons as an adult has changed drastically.

I actually really love the later seasons now. The characters are so much more expressive and silly. Sure, some of the episodes are a little cringy, but don't we all have memories from our childhood that make us cringe? Looking back at my own childhood, school was just a part of the experience. It sucked in the moment, but I have so many fond memories of my friends and I going through school that I will never get to relive again.

The one thing I've always admired about this cartoon is how much it reminds me of my childhood. And part of the reason I still love it today is because I get to relive the experience of being young through the Eds over and over again. It's not about magic, or spies, or superheroes... it's just three kids being kids. It's so simple, but so powerful.

I'm sorry, but I have to hard disagree with you on them drifting apart in the school seasons though. They're growing up, showing their differences, but what mattered at the end of the day was that they were still friends. I had a couple of friends since the first grade, we all grew into different people, but despite EVERYTHING we are still best friends to this day. That's how I see the Eds. That's how I want the Eds to be if there ever exists a canon version with them as adults. No matter who they've become. No matter where they are. No matter how much time has passed, they'll always be friends.

So, to answer your question: Seasons 5/6 are one of my favorites, actually. They're different for sure, but school is just another part of being a kid. And friendships are definitely tested in school, especially for such different personalities such as Ed, Edd and Eddy. But the bond they share is even stronger at the end of the day. That's how I view it.

Idk, maybe I've spend way too much time reading in between all the lines.

I hope I was able to articulate my thoughts well enough <3 Sorry if it wasn't the answer you were looking for. But thanks for asking!

#Torra answers #ed edd n eddy #season 5/6 discourse #imagination-confusion

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philhoffman · 9 months

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Missed my Monday Philm and this guy while on vacation last week, so I decided to watch something special tonight. Before the Devil Knows You're Dead (2007), with the commentary track featuring director Sidney Lumet and stars PSH and Ethan Hawke. It's one of the few tracks Phil did that I hadn't listened to before—I think it might be the last one I had yet to hear? So, it's bittersweet—good to hear his voice (he must've had a cold, he was coughing so much; yawning, his big laughs; the way you can almost hear his silence, the absence of his voice hanging in the air) but sad to be another step closer to seeing all there is to see.

The last time I watched BTDKYD a few months ago, I mentioned something about how difficult it is to write about this film, for obvious and personal reasons alike. The raw emotion and intensity and explicit drug use and blood squeezed into this film make it a hard watch. But the last couple days I've felt I'm in a safe and solid enough place to do some reflection and healing and to generally work through a couple of the many complicated feelings I have about addiction and grieving Phil's death. This is clearly one of the pieces most directly tied to those struggles.

So closely tied, actually, that it used to leave me despondent. The car scene alone—unbearable, until I heard Sidney Lumet (in a behind-the-scenes short) describing the technical and practical and artistic choices that went into creating it. It really helped to hear how Phil, as an actor, helped shape that scene. Just a reminder, as simple as it sounds, that it's "not real."

I figured the commentary track would help ease that feeling for the whole movie, and for a large part it did! Sidney Lumet sure was something, lmao. You get to know people very quickly and on a curious level when you watch a film with them, as these tracks simulate. Ethan Hawke is brilliant and so thoughtful and poetic, he is truly a gem not just as an actor but an artist and member of humanity. Phil mumbles. I am so in love with his mind—I think that's part of the reason he's been my person so intensely for so long now. He isn't as effortlessly eloquent as Ethan, but you can hear the gears turning as he thinks and speaks, you can almost reach out and solidly grasp the ideas he is struggling to form and push and shove out of his mind. It helps that we have many of the same tastes and he's shaped my own artistic perspective so much, but he has such a grip on profound truths—they stumble out of his mouth almost accidentally, inconsequentially, as if they don't shift my worldview.

Commentary quick hits below the cut

Watching the opening scene: "I'm mum. I'm silent at this part."

They all kind of lose their breath for a moment when Marisa is on screen (her and Ethan's nude scene) and Phil breaks the tension by saying he was breathless because of Ethan being naked pls

Phil is definitely the quietest. Lumet goes on and on about absolutely nothing related to the film, Ethan steers them back, Phil coughs and says something about eating strawberries and at one point is 100% not paying attention 😭 They're talking about Katharine Hepburn and Phil is so zoned out he goes "Who?"

He's not extremely forthcoming. He said something striking (and obviously in hindsight, devastating) about Andy's drug use during that graphic injection scene but otherwise he let Lumet do most of the talking.

Apparently there was a contest to be an extra in this movie??? Why didn't I know about that? (I was under 10 years old when it was filmed)

Lumet said there were times when he got nervous because Phil's acting was so organic and powerful and raw—the vein popping out of his forehead, slamming his fist onto the table, the violence in the final couple scenes.

What Phil said earlier about drug use was upsetting but I was fine. Then, when Hank's tween daughter calls him a loser, Phil (a dad to two toddlers at the time) laughs and says "Oh man, is that what's coming?" I had to physically shake that one off. Fuck man

There was total silence during the whole car scene. Neither Phil nor Ethan nor Lumet said a word. That isn't unheard of for a commentary track but it's not common either—just goes to show how staggering that performance is. Stunned silence.

Phil told a story about how he used to fall asleep before wrestling matches as a kid and still dozes off in his dressing room before stage performances because of his anxiety he's just like me <3

Every time I try to wrap this film up in a neat bow it ends up an incoherent mess. I think that's okay for now. But I do wish there were more commentary tracks to listen to. It's nice to watch movies with Phil. I wish there was a PSH commentary track for every film I've ever seen.

#babbling nonsense once again. not at all what I was trying to write this week but here you go #monday philm #before the devil knows you're dead #philip seymour hoffman #psh #*#beautiful beautiful boy. most handsome beautiful boy in the world

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catwingsathena · 9 months

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I was tagged by @astrangergivingthestrangewelcome! Thanks friend!

Last song listened to: “To Noise Making (Sing)” by Hozier. It’s on a playlist I made a few days ago and have been listening to on repeat since.

Last TV/movie watched: in general, whatever was playing on the TV at my client’s home today (I’m a home care worker). Of my own volition, meaning something I actually chose to watch rather than just catching a bit of because I happened to be in the room when someone else was watching? I have no idea, but it’s been, at minimum, several months since this happened, and possibly over a year. (Getting me to watch TV/movies/videos of any kind is, famously among my family, an incredibly difficult task. Including for me.)

Current obsession: okay, that’s gonna take a few paragraphs to answer.

Biggest one right now is The Magnus Archives, with the caveat that my specific obsession for the past six months or so has been a particular AU I’m working on, and my even more specific obsession at the moment is Jon and Helen’s dynamic within that AU. And a bit outside it as well—“the narrative structure of this character dynamic is artistically brilliant and makes me go Absolutely Feral (positive)” and “the narrative structure of this character dynamic is incredibly depressing and often I’d prefer to engage with their relationship in the context of a canon divergence AU where things turn out differently and they have a chance to explore some of the possibilities their canon circumstances never allowed for” are… um. They are sentiments that can coexist.

Other specific things within the TMA universe and/or my AU of it that have seriously caught my attention include but are not limited to (under a cut because it got ridiculously long):

Mike Crew and autism. Specifically:

The, pun absolutely intended, vast quantities of evidence in the text that he is autistic. I literally have an academic essay mostly written—complete with citations!—that goes through the ICD-11 criteria for autism spectrum disorder and some other well-known autistic traits point by point and presents canon evidence that he absolutely meets the criteria. (Writing this—and starting it at three in the morning when I got the idea—may be the among the most autistic things I have ever done.)

The potential implications of Entity affiliation in autistic people being related to sensory needs. (I have a whole theory on why so many avatars seem to be neurodivergent and/or queer—something about a need to belong literally anywhere, something else about self-fulfilling prophecies and it being easier for the Entities to get ahold of people who are already made to feel inhuman—but that’s not the point here.) The paragraph in Mike’s statement describing how he feels about falling is one of the most relatable things I have ever read in my life, to the point where I have directly quoted it at people to explain why the idea that amusement park rides might be a migraine trigger for me upsets me so much (yeah, I know. Hush). And the thing is, I know at least part of the reason I’m that way—I have a medically diagnosed autism-related problem with my vestibular system. It’s underactive and doesn’t interpret signals the way it’s supposed to, which means that a) I’m never intuitively sure where my body is in space, which results in both chronic clumsiness and a chronic feeling of mild derealization or disconnection from the world around me, and b) really intense vestibular input (like, say, falling, or spinning, or rocking, or rides that incorporate those things) both feels REALLY good and temporarily fixes both of those things. Putting that experience together with my strong opinion that Mike is autistic, I kind of read his draw to the Vast as at least partially an “I have intense vestibular sensory needs and I’m going to make that everyone else’s problem” kind of thing. Which, tbh, good for him. I support disabled wrongs.

Mike’s backstory as an autism metaphor. I mean. He was pursued by a manifestation of the concept of doubting your reality and perceptions and escaped by the power of special interests. Come on.

The concept of the Fairchilds. I mean. You tell me there’s a formalized found family of Vast avatars who all take the same last name and support each other in various ways, and then you never elaborate?? (Me: *furiously writes fic about this*)

Avatar culture more generally. I could elaborate, but I think this post is already long enough. Oops. In my defense, you asked.

Tagging @starsandsupernovae, @pikachic, @thefaestolemyname, @linguisticparadox, @animate-mush, and anyone else who wants to play! Feel free to ignore if you’d rather not. Best!

#tag game #catwings chatter #tma #actuallyautistic

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nanogrem · 5 months

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Not a super happy post, TW? Vague mention of suicidal thoughts and self harm.

Making a little note of my mental health issues lately since I’ll be seeing someone about it the morning and I’m all kinds of nervous - I’m happy I’m having the chance to start treatment so soon though.

So for the last few years I’ve been in some kind of funk that has been steadily progressing. It started out as a weird brain fog that made it really hard to think and “hear” myself - like talking to yourself in your brain. I’d stutter, have to force words out, and sentences would run together and turn into an incoherent jumble of thoughts.

After that came physical symptoms that aligned with my anxiety getting worse; Feeling sick and nauseous all the time, chest pains, heart palpitations, and most noticeably - Vertigo and Hypoglycemia.

I don’t have POTS and I’m cleared for diabetes, my CT scans and EKG I got from my trip to the ER earlier this year we’re also clean so at least I know my brain looks physically alright.

Another thing was how much harder it’s gotten to do basic things; like laundry, cooking, simply getting out of bed and using the bathroom in the morning. I’ll just sit there fighting with myself for a few hours until my back hurts enough to get me moving.

I don’t want to talk about the worse stuff in detail but I’ve struggled with increasingly manic delusions that I struggle to get out of and can’t tell what’s reality and what isn’t, as well as more harmful thoughts towards myself and sometimes other people for many years, I used to be able to talk myself down and calm myself but it’s gotten harder and harder to do so. I’m not physically self destructive aside from mild dermatillomania, picking at existing areas of psoriasis that is on my scalp and behind my ears.

Another big thing was my emotions being all over the place, little things would stress me out so much to the point of tears like my mom having her phone on full volume while watching videos in the living room while I was there watching TV, and my friends not interacting with me directly. I’d get so upset over not being invited to spontaneous get-togethers online (meaning it wasn’t planned and just happened) as well as just people not talking to me frequently. I was aware of my feelings and I knew that clinginess was bad and that other people had their own lives and were not responsible for my happiness so in my head the only option I had was distance myself and self-isolate and remove any ability I might have that would result in me messaging people out of the blue either not thinking or by impulse. Even now I have removed all ability for myself to potentially message my friends from my phone, I still have access to group chats though and them directly from my computer - it’s harder to contact them that way so I do it only when needed.

For the most part my friends were not happy with that, I’m glad they didn’t let me try to cut them off completely because I don’t think that would end well for me at all. I’m a very lonely person and I’m very desperate for any human interaction I can get, which I hate. I wish there was an alternative that didn’t require me to have to go to my friends all the time just because I want to talk about my stupid little art projects or talk about the movie I’m watching. Hell my mom found a little anole in our house that I kept overnight so he had the sunshine to find another spot to Brumate in the morning and the very first thing I did was send them a picture of it to the group chat I have access to.

I want to try and be less annoying? If that makes sense? I made social media to share my art, projects, and even stupid things like fictional characters I like or what lizard I saw today. So I need to use that.

I don’t know how mental health treatment will go, most likely thing is either being referred to a therapist who will hopefully accept insurance or I’m going to be put on medication. Either by my GP or getting a referral to a Psychiatrist, the latter not being super likely though.

Fingers crossed I get lucky either way and that I find a good therapist/medication works well on the first try

#heavy vent - tread with caution

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wineaunt420 · 1 year

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im bored so im gonna write som shit about my favourite Dino charge villains because I can and I'll maybe draw them later if i feel like it.

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Wrench

Wrench is particularly clueless to anything that isn't mechanical engineering which means in his free time he likes to partake in non mechanical engineering hobbies without fully knowing the risks that come along with said hobby, like making back yard moonshine for instance. Wrench had been Extracting potato vodka for about 8 months and was quite chuffed to get his first batch of moonshine (Drinking it was probably the most and only fun he gets on that drab ship) so to say he fell in love with this hobby was abit of an understatement, but he still had no clue he was withholding a bomb strong enough to blow up half the ship boiling away snuggly in a side room somewhere. In fact it wasn't until Fury stumbled upon Wrench securing his second batch of Bomb juice and almost had a heart attack did Wrench learn that cooking potatoes and turning it into a delicious beverage in an inclosed and inhabited area was such a terrible idea. And you'd think he'd learn his lesson?

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he did not.

He also loves sleep, Like its a chore to get him up in the morning. He could sleep for a millennia which makes sense because of how much work he does,the ship only runs because of him although to cheap out on work he has fixed a few vital panels with extreme stick glue. He's tired, cut him some slack

Also you bet he watches Romance movies, He's probably watched and cried over the Titanic 5 times now.

Singe

Where too start with Singe, well those markings on his face are actually traditional tattoos from his homeplanet he got when he turned 18. He was actually the epitome of a trouble making Teen British style when he was younger as He would always sneak out to drink Crap tonnes of Vodka on the dark streets until he passes out and somehow wakes up back at home bruised but not dead, He never actually grew out of his trouble making twat fase which is actually part of the reason why he gets headaches (he's hungover, probably from Wrenches home made moonshine) Most people also Don't know that he actually has an adopted sister called Fae and that they both lived and grew up with his Grandma. (Fae is the reason he wakes up at home in the morning and is just as bad as Singe, but more on her another time) Singe loves making fun of Fury, its actually his favourite past time until Fury decides hes had enough and slams Singes tail in a door. But he like Wrench doesn't learn his lesson (fury can't catch a break). The only person Singe doesn't bully is Wrench because he needs that special juice. (I actually love Singe he is such a bastard)

I also see Singe not only being an amazing cook but having such an incredible sweet tooth. Upon coming to earth for the first time he gained a slight addiction to pancakes and hot fudge brownies. Aside from being a totally unserious partial drunk most of the time, he does Enjoy cooking for everyone sometimes. its the only nice thing he does for them

Snide

Snide loves being a cunt in every aspect of life, he eat sleeps and breathes being an asshole. He can dish it out but can't take it back for the life of him, Like when Fury made a joke about his mum after he was absolutely slammed by Snide for a half hour. Snide lost his shit. Bastard was so upset he put himself back in solitary confinement for an hour just mumbling angrily to himself.

His favourite act of bastardry was when Archanon pulled up and started playing favourites with him, He abused that favouritism so much it was almost considered too much. He did this because playing "buddy buddy" with Archanon would get him what he wanted and He loved watching Singes face Cringe everytime the two got close.

Because Heckle obviously has a sweet tooth, it would only make sense for Snide to love Savoury foods, his favourite Savory foods being Sliced raw fish with soy sauce wrapped in Nori, you cant really call it Sashimi because Sashimi is beautifully cut and actually looks delicious, whatever Snide makes can only be considered as post death animal slaughter because its an actual fucking mess when he's finnished. Fish scales and tiny bones all over the kitchen table, it drives Singe fucking crazy and Poisandra can only describe Snide as "animalistic" and "carnivorous" whenever he enters the kitchen. Fyi Don't attempt to enter the kitchen while Snide's in there, just don't.

Archanon

Archanon had a wife at some point in life and they did actually love each other very much, until Archanon started wanting more and more, driven mad by the desire to acquire the dark energem that his wife began to see how much of a world destroying Tyrant he was and Divorced him. Its Rumoured that his wife was a goddess, The Goddess made of Seven condensed stars to be exact. But Archanon hates Talking about his Ex wife so only Singe and his sister really know, but its also rumoured that the two of them as a final order from Archanons Ex wife, to never speak of her name or her purpose and being to anyone. So yeah maybe she is maybe she isn't who knows.

Archanon is incredibly powerful with a large ass army, Half of his original army if the Divorce had anything to say about it, but still a powerful one that he fills with prisoners, hence why he paid Sledge to collect bounty prisoners, it was for the army.

He doesn't sleep, like straight up never. He runs off coffee its like the only thing keeping him alive anymore, if he were to stop drinking it he'd probably drop deader than Atmosphere of the room he's in when anyone mentions the words "marriage" and "Divorce" or "split it in half". Probably got ptsd from being single like the pathetic little man he is

#dino charge #power rangers dino charge #Dino super charge #Wrench Dino charge #Singe Dino charge #Snide Dino charge #Archanon Dino charge #Fury Dino charge #Poisandra Dino charge #Headcanons #now canon because I said so #fight me #Heckle Dino charge

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candlewaxandp0lar0ids · 1 year

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Promote one of your own “deep cut” fics (an underrated one, or one that never got as much traction as you think it deserves!). What do you like about it?

Oh that's a little hard because a lot of my fics have like... an amount of success that I consider proportional to what I expected based on their quality/the subject.

Like, Felix Navidad, my first fic for SKZ, a Felix x Reader AU, didn't get a ton of attention, compared to others, and it's a fic I love. It is, however, a fic that doesn't have smut (I'm very aware that that sells lol), and on a really niche topic — it's an AU based on the Christmas Evel video. I do however know that it means a lot to some of the people who did read it and so ultimately I'm pretty happy with it!

I think it works well as a 'Christmas fic' — though it takes place all year round, the most important parts take place on Christmas — and I don't know, it just feels very cozy to me and I hope it would be a comfort read for people, kinda like a Christmas movie really. You can totally give it a try if you haven't read it, but also I get why it wouldn't be everyone's cup of tea lol.

Then there are fics that got a really decent amount of notes/attention but not a lot of actual reactions/interactions and that's actually more upsetting to me :')

The jealousy, jealousy Felix x Reader fic is a good example of that, it actually already has more notes than Felix Navidad despite being much more recent, but it had little reactions outside of people asking for a part 2 (which is the opposite of motivating, because it puts pressure on you without giving you much in exchange). It also kinda makes you wonder, as a writer, if your fic isn't good enough for that, makes it feel like it was good enough to consume but not to let you know what you did good, etc. And at the same time I feel like a dick for complaining because it is getting notes and attention, I just wish people would comment on it a little more. And also there are people who did give detailed comments and I'm super grateful for that and I don't want it to sound like they didn't do enough because they were great!!

But yeah, this fic in particular is a fic I've been thinking about for a really long time and I'm still thinking about turning it into a series and I just wish there'd been a little bit more love for it. It's written from Felix's point of view, which is something new for me, and I was happy with the result. Generally I think I'm not as good at writing male characters as I am for female characters, but this Felix felt very 'complete' and I enjoyed writing it. So, yeah, consider reading it if you haven't!

Thank you for the question!

questions for fic writers

this is long because I feel like I have to justify myself because I feel guilty for not being grateful enough and also because I do consider the possibility that maybe, yeah, it just wasn't that good, it happens as a writer there are fics that you don't do that well on, but also I don't want to sound like I'm looking for validation and aaaah my head is going to start to smoke and then explode

#asks #anon #fic rec #i guess lol #recommending my own fics #felix x reader

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xolborsaysstuff · 2 years

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Screaming. (My fam isn't that bad don't get the wrong idea this is just me complaining, my fam had plenty of happy memories to combat these ones)

compiling some of the mean things my siblings (and parents) have done to me into a draft that I can remember because I'm sick and tired of being told to immediately forgive them. My fam is just tiring sometimes.

Not sure how old I was but I can tell I was below 12, we were having a family meeting (everyday we have at the very least three family meetings, in the morning, afternoon, and night) and then they brought up the topic of who was the least favorite/worst sibling. It was an almost entirely full vote on me. I cried and the oldest of our siblings and most likelh the most mature seemed to feel bad but that's it.

My older sister didn't like my personality so she glared at me and either ignored me or insulted me. For a year. She got upset when I responded by doing the same.

(EDIT for this part where there used to be a complain: While this did hur t me, the sibling did apologise so I'm deleting what I said here and replacing it with this edit, also this wasn't as bad as everything else that happened. Please don't think any less of the sibling I talked about in this part. )

The entire chicken incident. My oldest sister helped me in this situation, so thanks.

Entirely my mother and father, not my siblings (because they didn't care) mother got angry at me when I was like 12/13 screamed at me kicked me out of the house didn't let me grab my things not even the money I had earned myself, claiming it was hers now cause it was under her house, and then I was out. I walked away and kept walking and was maybe there for like an hour before my father drove I to me and picked me u p. We drove for a bit before going home, and when we were back my mother acted like I had wanted to leave instead of being forced, an d said stuff like "what if you were k!dn@pped, r#ped, and k!lled?' Like I wanted to leave

Oldest brother has said multiple slurs. I fought him on it and he said that it was their fault they were slaves.

My whole family acted like I was stupid for getting angry whrn they say the R word. I've heard my father say it, my mother say it, my older sister say it, ofc my oldest brother say it, and all of them in a sense of it being an insult.

Oldest brother has called me a slur for people with schizophrenia because I talk to myself, and said it again a few days ago and when I told him not to say that he got annoyed with me.

Despite him being a legal adult by the time I had just hit double digits my oldest brother loves picking on me, demanding an explanation and if I start stuttering you might as well consider my entire point invalid in his eyes, not that he ever saw it as valid anyways. constantly demanding an exact definition of a word if I call him it and if it doesn't completely match the description when you google it then I must not ken what that word means.

Was being disrespectful to my parents. My dad hit me with a clothes hanger on my arm and the clothes hanger broke, caused a cut across my arm which started to bleed it caused a scar. He acted like it was my fault and didn't apologise. I still have the scar even though it's faded so IG it doesn't matter seeing as the physical part is super hard to see.

This one was my fault to be fair, even if I was little. But we watched a movie at the theatre before some of our other siblings, and we always made jokes about saying a spoiler out loud by saying 'spoilers everyone dies in the end' even if they didn't. And I wanted to say that joke. So I did. Problem is that they actually did die in the end. This was mostly my fault but the reactions, nobody even cared for the movie but when I spoilt it on accident everyone hated me for it, TBH this one's just a bash at myself for being an idiot more than anything. The post is staying in the drafts anyways so whatever.

This one is actually funny to me now. My sister who was born before me and the one born after me are the besties of the family. We used to be a trio and good friend s, but when I turned eighy it kinda just changed, neither of them liked me much, we used to always play on the top bunk of thr one who was born before me's bed, we have a triple bunkbed on one side of the room and a two person bunk bed on the other for context, and she wouldn't allow me on because I wasn't as close as those two were. They started to make me feel like less like friends with them and more just like some family member you can't get rid of.

Me and an older sister were talking about how we actually liked shows that our family saw as childish and cringey, and she said something that was more childish than what I'd said (I only remember that, not what it was exactly, I remember it was something similar to Dora) but when I said what I liked, she immediately made fun of me, we were getting ready to go somewhere so we went to the car and our younger sister was in there so my older sister told her and they both made fun of me. This is the bunk bed siblings so looking back, not surprised.

Got slapped in the face by my mother because she was already annoyed with me and I didn't respond with a 'yes ma'am' immediately.

When she gets angry my mom will get right in your face, she's grabbed me by the arm, dragged me by my ponytail, grabbed me by the face, screams right in my face.

This one is one I thought she had apologised for, but IG I was wrong. I was just doing my own thing when she suddenly was getting in my face, quite literally. I tried to walk away but she started laughing and seemed to find it funny that I kept running off, so I started running and she chased after me until I put my hand out and it was right in her face this time, a clear motion to stop. Instead, she got super angry, I remember it as much more cartoonish than it probably was, but I could just see the rage slowly growing on her face before she grabbed me by the arm and threw me into my room (that part isn't the cartoonish bit though, she legitimately did that because I got upset) she eventually that day reluctantly apologised, by turned it around by acting like she hadn't actually done anything wrong. then the next time that incident was mentioned, I was fully blamed and it was said that "In context that was your fault " the context was me being overwhelmed by people not caring for my personal space and mocking me when I seem uncomfortable.

My mother called me a slut and demanded I go change cause I was wearing a white T-shirt and a jacket that slid off my shoulders and cause I twirled the sleeves cause it was fun and I acted more confident because I actually felt good about myself. This one's my bad though.

The fact that I ken these aren't all of them is so annoying HHHHHHH

#Oh wow what a surprise writing all my worst memories had caused me to tear up wowww I wonder why /J #But seriously for a moment I didn't even realize why -_-#my brain so stupid sorry mates #tw family issues #tw scar mention #tw blood mention #tw slur mention

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Dear Dawn, Its just me again. Trying answer up to all your letters. Good Mornin by the way its 6:35 A.M. . . . OK! answer to what makes everyone classify me as a Seriel Killer? Well actually no one had. The cops labeled me this on the fact that a number of men where killed . . . For Seriel Killers—Real ones stalk as often as they can. And if theres a cooling off period its only in a matter of days. Not months. Plus there brutal in these deaths. These men where never tortured nor dismembered. Richard Mallory raped me. Where as he tied me to the steering wheel, then proceeded to vaginally and anally rape me. For nearly 2 hours. Then after he was done. He put rubbing Alcohol he had in a visine bottle. The bottom my nose, vagina and anus. This was excurciatingly painfull. But more so in my ass. Because he tore me up bad. I never had sex like that. I never allowed exotic wierd stuff while I husseled. Just Clean stuff. Well after his attack. It wasnt untill 6 months later I’d meet another one. And thee others were 2 to 3 months apart. I was meeting strangers more so then my regulars during the last year of ty and I’s relationship. Because my regulars most of them where at “Desert Storm” now . . . The other question. Is why cant people see it was Self defense. Is because the crooked scum. Started slashing slanderous crap all through the media, and Magazines . . . The producers working with Munster horzepa Thompson and others involved, told them . . . that the public would have to believe I was a Seriel Killer . . . The thing is. The movie is totally a made up lie. And goes 200% against all I told them in my confessions. What really makes me sick, is that every time I was trying to recollect an incident and get into the rape. I was cut off… Only being asked Callous question such as how many times did you shoot him? and where did you leave there bodies? And there cars Where did you ditch them at? . . . They were pissed off every time I tried telling the real realities of the situations which were events that were also hard to remember. Cause I was always drunk during the attacks. I drank in front and with all my clients. I was a beer alcoholic for 14 years. Also in the three hours interview. I was going through withdrawals and slight D.T.s. At one point. I saw what looked like worms crawling on the floor in the corner. Just for a second. Between the pressure of stress, hysteria the trauma of it all, and withdrawing it made me really to upset to relate things coherently or competent. They knew it too. And kept stokien me . . . So this is part of the deal. But theres hundreds more of deception they used against the true facts of Self defense . . . One major one is. I kept all weapons each guy used against me. Which were in storage. If I should ever get caught or turn myself in. The weapons can’t be found. Yet tyria knows they were put in there. Its really sick . . . She knows its self defense. But of course is denying . . . as I said before. A conviction has to occurr, and the public has to believe its Seriel to apply for a box office hit. Whereas you can imagine. Rambo brought in 20 million the first 4 weeks it was out across America. So First Female Seriel Killer. “Got it” OK! Thats the whole deal. Well Dawn last page. I’ve got ya pretty well on a bit of understanding whats going on. Theres so much more though. The crookedness would take days to explain. But its soon to “all” come out in the wash. Through investigations and a book I’ll be writting on it. “Sound off”. Gotta Go Gal. I love you too. By the way buddy! I always cared about you, and thought about you on many many occasions. You take GOOD. care of yourself. 4-now Love Lee

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