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tw: zhongli makes reader a bit uncomfy
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"we should all go out tonight! like when we were younger in middle school," ayaka said, trying to get the groups attention.
"can't, got wrestling practice," beidou said, not bothering to look up from her phone.
"i can't either, my mom wants me to meet some guy she's been dating," you sighed, putting your homework in your bag.
your friend group wasn't necessarily large, only five people, but others may disagree. it consisted of ayaka, the class president, beidou, the athlete people loved, ningguang, the student council president, keqing, the council's secretary, and you, y/n.
"is he famous?" beidou asked, suddenly interested in the discussion.
you couldn't blame your friends for no longer having interest in discussions, or no longer having free time, you were all seniors, only a month from graduating. you all also had other friends too. it wouldn't be a lie if you said you'd prefer others than them at times.
"i don't know," you shrugged. "i never met him."
"you think he's gonna be an old man?" ningguang asked you.
"i think he was born in '87 since my mom got him something year of the rabbit related. or '75 but not even my mom is 40 yet."
"he's young then. you're about half his age, if he's 36, that is."
you weren't necessarily excited to meet him. ever since your father passed away at a young age, your mom got a new boyfriend every other week, acting as if she was going to marry them, only to break up since your mom lost interest.
you thought your mom was the reason why you didn't have a proper relationship, you don't know what love really is. sure, your mom got you stuff, never yelled or hit you, and wasn't constantly out the house, but she never knew how to show affection towards you.
"do you think this relationship will turn out well for your mom?" beidou put her legs up on the empty chair next to her, grabbing a piece of gum for herself.
"beidou!" keqing looked at beidou, not wanting you to be hurt by her words.
"it's fine," you sighed. "i hope so, but i don't think it will. she's a very picky woman, y'know?" you sarcastically said.
you wished your mom would have a proper relationship. a not creepy boyfriend. maybe you can get a father figure too while she's at it.
"i think.. i'll get a rich boyfriend. then, we can live together, far from here, wouldn't that be nice?" you daydreamed.
"finish school first," beidou snorted.
"why don't you move into the dorms?" ningguang questioned.
"you know my mom can't afford it. if she could, i would've gladly moved in the dorms," you grabbed your phone from your pocket, opening your bank account. "even my part-time job doesn't give me enough money to live on campus," you showed the balance on your phone, a mere 150 dollars.
"you just got hired," keqing said. "just save up, you'll have enough money soon."
"we're all going to be out of school by then."
you wore the most expensive thing you owned, or probably the only expensive thing you owned since you hardly spent much on yourself. it was a dress, but wasn't too fancy or revealing.
"(y/n)! are you ready yet?" your mom called from her bedroom, as you heard her complain about what purse would best suit her outfit.
her boyfriend was supposed to pick you two up to take you all to the dinner, and while there was about 5 minutes left, you were decided whether you really wanted to go or not.
you can easily pretend to be sick, right? a few random stuff thrown in the toilet looks like throw up, doesn't it?
"you be on your best behavior tonight, okay? i really love him, so you better not ruin this for me."
you love your mom, if love was the right word for it, but she said that everytime. and everytime she ended up ruining it herself. what were you gonna do?
you slipped on your flats, changing from your original plan of heels, considering school made your feet sore.
you stood outside, next to your mom who dragged you outside, saying it'd be better to be outside so he wouldn't have to wait.
"mom?"
"yes?"
"do you really love him?"
she took a moment to say something.
"of course i do."
as your mom's words lingered in the air, you couldn't help but feel a sense of skepticism. it wasn't the first time she had proclaimed her love for someone new, only for it to end in disappointment and heartache. but this time, something felt different.
maybe it was the way her eyes sparkled when she talked about him, or the genuine smile that graced her face whenever he came up in some conversation of yours.
you sighed, pushing aside your doubts for now. after all, you wanted nothing more than to see your mom happy, even if it meant going through the rollercoaster of emotions that came with her relationships.
folding your arms across your chest, you forced yourself to wear a supportive smile as you waited for her boyfriend's arrival.
just as you were about to suggest checking the time, a sleek black car pulled up in front of your house.
"he's here," you said, looking at your mom.
"you should sit in the front seat, i'm sure he'd love to meet you," she said as she sits in the back.
"fuck," you groaned, rubbing your temple in frustration. you didn't like meeting new people, and now you were expected to sit next to a new person?
you opened the door, sitting down, making sure you were close to the door as you put out your hand. "i'm (y/n), it's nice to meet you. my mother always talks about you."
"really? i'm honored," his voice was deep, yet carried some sweetness as he looked back at your mom. he shakes your hand firmly, his hand feeling a bit rough. "i'm zhongli. you may have heard of my company, liyue? we're an entertainment agency."
"oh, yeah, i've heard of it before," you put on your seatbelt, wondering what to say to keep the conversation going.
he had a fairly nice car, it looked newly polished, and had the new car smell. you would believe him if he told you this was a brand new car.
"your mother tells me you're top of your class?"
"yeah, barely. hopefully i'll graduate top of my class," you said, looking forward, even if you desperately wanted to look away, you didn't want to be that disrespectful.
"what do you plan to do after high school?"
"become a scien-"
"a doctor. she wants to be a doctor," your mother interrupted you, but you doubt that did anything considering you said most of the title already.
zhongli's smile seemed to widen, but it didn't reach his eyes. "ah, a studious young lady. that's commendable. and dreams… they have a way of evolving, don't they?"
you nodded, trying to shake off the discomfort that settled over you. the rest of the ride was spent in awkward silence, broken only by occasional attempts at forced small talk. each passing moment increased your desire to escape this situation.
finally, the car pulled up to the restaurant, and you were relieved to step out into the crisp night air. the restaurant's ambiance couldn't dispel the tension that lingered, and the evening unfolded as a series of strained conversations and awkward silences.
#x reader#genshin#angst#genshin impact#genshin x reader#yandere#yandere genshin#yandere zhongli x reader#genshin zhongli#yandere zhongli#zhongli#zhongli genshin#zhongli x reader#yandere male#male yandere#tw yandere#tw angst
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he tells me i'm jaded. he says - you love showers so much, why not stand in a rainstorm instead?
rainstorms have a potential to take down tree branches. they're unregulated. they get my clothes wet. in the time of my grandparents, maybe it would be more romantic. it's a drought where i live. the rain that comes down is sullen, yellow with pollution. i bite half my nails off reading about climate predictions. i stand in the shower and shift from one foot to the other, feeling annoyed with myself because i care about all of this, of course, but as a climate scientist i'm functionally useless.
he says - the color is all gone from the world! people used to like bright things. what happened to all of us?
i feel like rich people love minimalism differently. they like to remind others - i don't really need things. they can afford to have-less. they don't need to worry about buying extra; they can just get it later.
my car is silver so in 5 years after paying back the loan i might be able to sell it, if i don't hurt it too bad and if i don't drive it too hard, and if luck is in my corner. it's just a simple sedan, nothing-special. i guess i'm technically borrowing it from the bank. i can't really-decorate my apartment; i don't own it. i am not going to be able to afford a house any time soon. i would love to make my walls a wash of bright color - but i'd lose my deposit.
my clothes are all in neutrals; classic cuts that have very little fuss or personality attached to them. i worry about fast fashion and my finances; i want to be sure that i can wear the shirt in the future without feeling stupid and out-of-touch. the other day i finally tore through a pair of shorts i've had for about ten years now. i went home and tried to figure out how to repurpose the denim. how to make everything last a little longer. i sometimes will try on something trendy and cool and colorful - and then i pick out something i know will last me a long time instead. muted, conservative, unimpressive.
he says - the real world is waiting! everyone is so obsessed with their phones these days. go outside, connect with your friends!
it costs twenty dollars to go on the guided tour. they don't let you into the conservatory without a 320 dollar yearly membership. i come up with a spreadsheet, trying to figure out where my friends have schedule openings that overlap with mine. we both frown over our calendars - can't do thursday that week, anything in two weeks? there's no train, it costs forty dollars in transportation for her to come over; but i miss her, so i venmo her. we both bemoan the fact that there's just no way to get around without a car.
i am actually a full-blooded romantic. i am actually someone who truly and deeply believes in hope and the future of humanity. i am a poet, after all - i write because i believe someone out there, like me, is watching the world crumble while nursing a broken heart. i believe that most of us want to be kind, to be good, to turn our cheeks to the sky and be contented and warm.
it just feels like - there's this strange, brewing storm. where people with money and power and prestige get to say - hope is a yacht, just hop on and go.
and all us jaded, horrible little still-here tear-stained cockroaches, who croak and complain about global injustice: we don't accept it. we make our lives beautiful with whatever we can wrestle out of stone. we clutch our diaries and our sunflowers and our songs to our chest. ugly and hurting, we snarl - hope isn't yours though. it's ours.
it's all we have left.
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This is my version of Loonatics unleashed. I decided to do my own version. So some major differences are.
1- The Loonatics take place in 2017 which makes it's a bit more relatable to us. I love the designs of the future but I have to admit I found it weird with all the new technology the phones still look very early 2000s 😂.
2- The looney tunes are there Great Grandparents not 300th Great grandparent.
3- Duck and Rev are Girls. I wonder how come there was only one girl in the team. There supposed to be descendants not carbon copies 😒. I mean we're they saying girls can't be descendants from boys.
4- Ace and Lexi are Fraternal twins. Guys I'm sorry I just can't seem to ship them. They are descendants of Lola and Bugs bunny who are in a canonical relationship. It's a cute ship don't get me wrong. But for me it's just weird.
5- The Loonatics are young adults. Wikipedia says there teenagers but these guys are in universitys?? There ages are. Slam and Tech 22, Ace and Lexi 20 , Rev and Danger 18.
6- Zadalvia is NICE to Danger.
7- There backstories. Starting with Slam Tasmanian.
First off he can Talk. I never understood why they gave Wiles and Roadrunner descendants talking abilities but not him.
He lived in Tasmania and has an Australian accent kinda like Hugh Jackman. Some humans said they were going to take there home unless Slam comes up with 100,000,000,000,000,000 dollars. ( Which is impossible) so he signs up for American wrestling. He goes to America but finds out it's not what he thought. However a meteor changes his life forever. He has a younger kid sister who is his biggest supporter and lived with his mom after there father walked out on the family. Loves to cook. His birthday is May 4th and yes the others do joke and say May the 4th be with you much to his annoyance. Zodiac is Taurus ♉
Next up Tech e Coyote
His backstory is kinda complicated. He was diagnosed with Asperger's when he was 4 and was often bullied to the point where he is TERRIFIED of public speaking. He has lots of stim toys and sometimes didn't feel like talking. During college he befriended a shy bullied girl names Mallory and eventually fell in love with her. Unfortunately there was an accident he caused by mistake and she ended up becoming the Mastermind. He tried with inventing again but after several accidents he was kicked out of the university. However a meteor changes his life forever. Birthday Dec 30. Zodiac Capricorn ♑.
Next up Ace and Lexi
I decided to do these two together since there twins so they basically lived the same lives. Ace is the older twin and is a daredevil who got in trouble with his parents alot. As for Lexi she was a very sweet girl who everyone liked. She was definitely the angel to aces devil personality. However this came at the cost of her getting bullied and Ace getting detention alot in high school. ( Because no one messes with a guy's younger sister especially if she is your twin) at college though he seemed to mature a bit and Lexi learned how to deal with bullies with her one passion Dancing. She loves Ballet. And Ace wanted to be a Actor like his Great Grandpa Bugs bunny. Unfortunately try outs didn't go well for either. But a Meteor changes there lives forever. There birthday is Oct. 13 making them Libras ♎
And now for everyone favorite talkative roadrunner Rev Runner.
Ok so like I said Rev is a girl runner. She had a pretty standard life. However her parents never believed she had ADHD just thinking she was faster than normal or not paying attention to them. Her younger brother Rip is 10 in this world and as far as she is concerned. She is more his mother than there own. Harriet and Ralph are pretty rich and practically use there kids to help make money. Rev being the oldest was put under a lot of pressure growing up. Ralph often would push Rev to her limits. To make things worse he was Willing to Marry her to some Creep to get more money. Luckily she got away. Unfortunately she couldn't take her brother with her. Something that still crushes her. She started work at a diner as a waitress. She was miserable until a certain meteor struck earth changing her life forever. Her birthday is Feb 1. Her Zodiac is Aquarius ♒
For the Final loonatic. My personal favorite Danger Duck
( this is the only gif of him are you kidding me 😂)
Anyway like Rev she is a Girl. And the youngest of the team. Her life wasn't exactly easy at all. Her parents were murdered in front of her by psycho clowns at age 5. Then she went through several foster homes with all of them sending her back cause she was a ' problem child'. None of them realized she was lashing out in grief. She practically grew up in the system. She had only one friend. Pinkster Pig. However when he got adopted he started changing and bullied her throughout high school. When she hit 18 she was kicked out of the orphanage and was homeless taking off jobs just so she can sleep somewhere. Her latest job and place was at a pool place. After a hard day of work. A meteor changes her life forever. Her birthday is July 25. Her Zodiac is Leo ♌
As for Zadalvia. Since she is an alien I decided to make her more like avatar. She has a striped tail. And is green skin. Her outfit is Blue. And she has Orange hair. She is 35 years old. Her backstory is pretty much the same. Except I decided to have Optimus ( I dont know how to spell his name) is possessed by the robo stuff he wears. There parents died when she was young and he became an adult. After years of ruling freleng he found a robot costume and put it on. Unfortunately it possessed him. He imprisoned his sister but she escaped with the help of a rocket. Resulting in the meteor. Her birthday is September 3. Her Zodiac is Virgo ♍.
And that's basically my version of the Loonatics hope you like them 😊
#loonatics unleashed#danger duck#rev runner#tech e coyote#lexi bunny#ace bunny#slam tasmanian#zaldavia
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Rock inserting himself into the Wrestlemania main event hurts everyone who built themselves up for a main event spot
I'm sorry, but Roman vs Rock hurts everyone.
It hurts Seth and Drew, since that's the obvious direction now that Punk is out of action. Oh and now it gets even better. Now they wanna unify both belts(again) You introduced a new world title when they refused to have Roman drop the belt to Cody, tried to legitimize it, buried the title, buried the champion holding it and want to unify it 8 months later. Y'know what would have been the best solution to all of this? Having Drew go after Seth so it's now Seth vs. Drew, & you still keep Cody vs. Roman. Drew taking Punk's spot in the Seth match would make so much sense for his current character.
It hurts Rhea and Becky. This is Becky's Rocky story and this is Rhea's chance to finally main event Wrestlemania and finally proving her worth as Women's Champion when this stupid fucking company refuses to use her as said Women's champion
It hurts Bayley and Iyo. Bayley FINALLY wins the Royal Rumble and looks to be getting a main event spot now that Punk is out of action and there is a story behind it. Bayley and Iyo now are not main eventing.
Neither women's matches are main eventing Wrestlemania. AGAIN.
It hurts Cody. He never should've lost last year. Then they gave him shit as an excuse to "face adversity" a nonsensical Brock Lesnar feud with no rhyme or reason, a bad Shinsuke feud. I'm sorry Shinsuke is not who he used to be in NXT and he just has go away heat with me, that feud was bad. And the nonstop Judgement Day interruptions. Cody has been eating shit all year, he finally wins the Rumble and now he gives that spot up to The Rock and looked like a putz in the process and gave up said spot to a man who is bad at promos in this day and age, gassed 5 minutes into a brawl and would not survive a main event match against Roman.
Cody just doing a 180 and challenging for Seth's participation trophy championship is just bad booking. Roman's title is STILL the championship that his father lost. It is THE WWE Championship. Fucking over the story in favor for Dwayne is bad booking and bad writing. No one wants Dwayne and this is coming from someone who isn't that big of a Cody fan.
Who does this benefit? It doesn't benefit Roman. He doesn't need to be legitimized as the Head of the Table. HE'S ALREADY HEAD OF THE TABLE AND HAS GOTTEN A RECORD BREAKING REIGN. HE DOES NOT NEED IT!
Rock does not need to be the one to break Roman's reign. What does it say that no one could break the reign? Not Cody, LA Knight, Sami, Orton or Drew can do it, but Rock can?
He used his power as a TKO board member to force the match and killed two years worth of build up in Cody Rhodes for a part timer that was gassed against Jinder. JINDER! and you fucking expect me to believe he's gonna last an entire match against Roman Reigns? I hope the fans boo him out of the fucking building.
Congrats, you buried your entire roster to inflate Dwayne Johnson's already inflated ego.
Things The Rock has ruined to get his way:
Ruined the fast & furious franchise
Killed DCEU with Black Adam
Lost $60 million dollars in the XFL 3.0 and had a tv deal so bad he had to merge with the USFL just to continue
Just ruined the biggest storyline in WWE in the best wrestling boom period since the attitude era
Congrats Dwayne, hope it was worth it 🙄
#WWE#Cody Rhodes#The Rock#Roman Reigns#Seth Rollins#Drew McIntyre#Bayley#Iyo Sky#Io Shirai#Rhea Ripley#Becky Lynch#Wrestlemania 40
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Some random Soap headcanons bc y’all seemed to love my post about Price yesterday🤭
Again, most of these will be NSFW, so MDNI🔞
(Also my asks are open for headcanon requests💜)
This man is so severely ADHD. Like, he’s medicated because of his job but as someone who’s also medicated for ADHD, that shit only goes so far. His chaotic energy gets so much worse when he’s unmedicated for whatever reason and he tries to be so careful about making sure that doesn’t happen while he’s working.
He’ll wake you up at 3am with a plate of cookies in his hand, fresh out of the oven, saying “Do you want a cookie?” very casually as if it’s not literally 3am.
Uses his big puppy dog eyes to his advantage. Anytime you’re like upset with him or something he just looks at you like 🥺 and goes “but but but🥺”
Soap may not be the youngest of the group, but he sure as hell acts like it. To put it into perspective, he’s the younger sibling who never gets in trouble.
He has a lot of… things. Trinkets. If he found a thing and he liked it, he brings it home and he has a shelf just for his trinkets. Cool rocks, old toys from a thrift store, a piece of shiny broken glass…
When going to the beach, he brings a bag just for seashells and sand dollars, and will ask to get ice cream every 5 minutes.
If you’ve been apart for awhile, he WILL run and jump into your arms, no he does not care if you’re smaller than him. He will expect you to catch him.
NSFW
He growls when he is about to cum, most of the time.
Call him “Johnny” when you’re jerking him off. Trust me.
If any single one of these men are a switch, it’s Soap.
MASSIVE praise kink, sometimes in a submissive way (e.g. calling him a good boy while he whimpers in your ear), sometimes in a more dominant way (e.g. “you’re doing so good for me, Johnny,” while he pounds you into oblivion).
Really loves playful wrestling that turns into having sex.
If you’re AMAB and he’s feeling submissive, Soap is such a cumwhore.
Loves using toys on you and himself.
If you have to be apart for a period of time for whatever reason, he refuses to let himself cum until he sees you again. It’s not a rule you two make for him, he just chooses not to do it because he wants to save it for you.
The only person he’ll share you with is Ghost and I think we all know why😂
#cod headcanons#john soap mactavish#soap cod#soap x reader#soap mw2#soap call of duty#soap mactavish#call of duty modern warfare#modern warfare#cod modern warfare#headcanon#headcanons#johnny mactavish#john soap mctavish x reader
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Everyday pt. 6
Hanni Pham x reader pt1, pt2, pt3, pt4, pt5, pt6, pt7, pt8, pt9, pt10, pt11, pt12, pt13
a/n drink your milk everybody even the adults so your bones get yummy yummy milk if you are lactose intolerant, eat your veggies. credits all to ''every day'' by David Levithan.
Day 6003
I am not alone when I wake up the next morning.
I am sharing the room with two other boys—my brothers, Yeonjun and Beomgyu. Yeonjun is a year older than me. Beomgyu is my twin. My name is Soobin.
Soobin is big—a football player. Beomgyu is about the same size. Yeonjun is even bigger.
The room is clean, but even before I know what town I’m in, I know we’re not in the nice part of it. This is a big family in a small house. There is not going to be a computer here. Soobin is not going to have a car.
It’s Yeonjun’s job—self-appointed or otherwise—to get us up and out. Our father’s not home from the night shift yet, and our mother’s already on the way to her job. Our two sisters are about done with the bathroom. We’re next.
I access and find that I’m in the town next to Haruto’s, over an hour from Hanni’s.
This is going to be a hard day.
The bus ride to school takes forty-five minutes. When we get there, we head to the cafeteria for free breakfast. I am amazed at Soobin’s appetite—I pile on pancake after pancake, and he’s still hungry. Beomgyu matches him bite for bite.
Luckily, I have study hall first period. Unluckily, there’s still homework that Soobin needs to do. I push through that as quick as I can, and have about ten minutes of computer time left at the end.
There’s a message from Hanni, written at one in the morning.
Yn,
I want to believe you, but I don’t know how.
Hanni
I write back:
Hanni,
You don’t need to know how. You just make up your mind and it happens.
I am in Laurel right now, over an hour away. I am in the body of a football player named Soobin. I know how strange that sounds. But, like everything I’ve told you, it’s the truth.
Love,
Yn
There’s just enough time for me to check my other email address. There’s another email from Haruto.
You can’t avoid my questions forever. I want to know who you are. I want to know why you do what you do.
Tell me.
Again, I leave him unanswered. I have no idea whether I owe him an explanation or not. I probably owe him something. But I’m not sure it’s an explanation.
I make it through to lunch. I want to go immediately to the library to check the computers again. But Soobin is hungry, and Beomgyu is with him, and I am afraid that if he doesn’t get his lunch now, there won’t be anything for him to eat until dinnertime. I checked, and there’s only about three dollars in his wallet, including change.
I get the free lunch and eat it quickly. Then I excuse myself to the library, which inspires no shortage of taunts from Beomgyu, who claims that “libraries are for girls.” A true brother, I shoot back with, “Well, that explains why you never find any.” A wrestling match ensues. All of this takes away time from what I need to do.
When I get to the library, all the computers are taken. I have to loom large over a freshman for about two minutes before he freaks out enough to give me his space. Quickly I check out public transportation and find out I’ll need to take three buses in order to make it to Hanni’s town. I’m ready to do it, but when I check my email, there’s another message from Hanni, dated just two minutes ago.
Yn,
Do you have a car? If not, I can come to you. There’s a Starbucks in Laurel. I’m told that nothing bad ever happens in a Starbucks. Let me know if you want to meet there.
Hanni
I type:
Hanni,
I would appreciate it if you could come here. Thank you.
Yn
Two minutes later, a new email from her:
Yn,
I’ll be there at 5. Can’t wait to see what you look like today.
(Still not believing this.)
Hanni
My nerves are jangling with possibility. She’s had time to think about it, and that hasn’t turned her against me. It’s more than I could ask for. I am careful not to be too grateful, lest it be taken away.
The rest of the school day is unexceptional … except for a moment in seventh period. Mrs. French, the bio teacher, is hectoring a kid who hasn’t done his homework. It’s a lab assignment, and he’s come up blank.
“I don’t know what got into me,” the slacker says. “I must have been possessed by the devil!”
The rest of the class laughs, and even Mrs. French shakes her head.
“Yeah, I was possessed by the devil, too,” another guy says. “After I drank seven beers!”
“Okay, class,” Mrs. French intones. “Enough of that.”
It’s the way they say it—I know Haruto’s story must be spreading.
“Hey,” I say to Beomgyu as we head to football practice, “did you hear about that kid in Monroeville who says he was possessed by the devil?”
“Dude,” he replies, “we were just talking about that yesterday. It was all over the news.”
“Yeah, I mean, did you hear anything more about it today?”
“What more is there to say? Kid got caught in a crazy lie, and now the religious crazies want to make him a poster child. I almost feel sorry for him.”
This, I think, is not good.
Our coach has to go to his wife’s Lamaze class, which he bitches about to us in detail, but it forces him to end practice early. I tell Beomgyu that I’m going to make a Starbucks run, and he looks at me like I have been totally, irredeemably girlified. I was counting on his disgust, and am relieved to get it.
She’s not there when I arrive, so I get a small black coffee—pretty much the only thing I can afford—and sit and wait for her. It’s crowded, and I have to look brutish in order to keep the other chair at my table unoccupied.
Finally, about twenty minutes after five, she shows up. She scans the crowd and I wave. Even though I told her I was a football player, she’s still a little startled. She comes over anyway.
“Okay,” she says, sitting down. “Before we say another word, I want to see your phone.” I must look confused, because she adds, “I want to see every single call you’ve made in the past week, and every single call you received. If this isn’t some big joke, then you have nothing to hide.”
I hand over Soobin’s phone, which she knows how to work better than I do.
After a few minutes of searching, she appears satisfied.
“Now, I quiz you,” she says, handing back the phone. “First, what was I wearing on the day that Minji took me to the beach?”
I try to picture it. I try to grab hold of those details. But they’ve already eluded me. I remember her, not what she was wearing.
“I don’t know,” I say. “Do you remember what Minji was wearing?”
She thinks about it for a second. “Good point. Did we make out?”
I shake my head. “We used the make-out blanket, but we didn’t make out. We kissed. And that was enough.”
“And what did I say to you before I left the car?”
“ ‘That’s the nice note.’ ”
“Correct. Quick, what’s Yunjin’s girlfriend’s name?”
“Kazuha”
“And what time did the party end?”
“Eleven-fifteen.”
“And when you were in the body of that girl who I took to all of my classes, what did the note you passed me say?”
“Something like, ‘The classes here are just as boring as in the school I’m going to now.’ ”
“And what were the buttons on your backpack that day?”
“Anime kittens.”
“Well, either you’re an excellent liar, or you switch bodies every day. I have no idea which one is true.”
“It’s the second one.”
I see, over Hanni’s shoulder, a woman looking at us quizzically. Has she overheard what we’re saying?
“Let’s go outside,” I whisper. “I feel we may be getting an unintended audience.”
Hanni looks skeptical. “Maybe if you were a petite cheerleader again. But—I’m not sure if you fully realize this—you’re a big, threatening dude today. My mother’s voice is very loud and clear in my head: ‘No dark corners.’ ”
I point out the window, to a bench along the road.
“Totally public, only without people listening in.”
“Fine.”
As we head out, the woman who was eavesdropping seems disappointed. I realize how many people sitting around us have open laptops and open notebooks, and hope that none of them have been taking notes.
When we get to the bench, Hanni lets me sit down first, so she can determine the distance that we’ll sit apart, which is significant.
“So you say you’ve been like this since the day you were born?”
“Yes. I can’t remember it being any different.”
“So how did that work? Weren’t you confused?”
“I guess I got used to it. I’m sure that, at first, I figured it was just how everybody’s lives worked. I mean, when you’re a baby, you don’t really care much about who’s taking care of you, as long as someone’s taking care of you. And as a little kid, I thought it was some kind of a game, and my mind learned how to access—you know, look at the body’s memories—naturally. So I always knew what my name was, and where I was. It wasn’t until I was four or five that I started to realize I was different, and it wasn’t until I was nine or ten that I really wanted it to stop.”
“You did?”
“Of course. Imagine being homesick, but without having a home. That’s what it was like. I wanted friends, a mom, a dad, a dog—but I couldn’t hold on to any of them more than a single day. It was brutal. There are nights I remember screaming and crying, begging my parents not to make me go to bed. They could never figure out what I was afraid of. They thought it was a monster under the bed, or a ploy to get a few more bedtime stories. I could never really explain, not in a way that made sense to them. I’d tell them I didn’t want to say goodbye, and they’d assure me it wasn’t goodbye. It was just good night. I’d tell them it was the same thing, but they thought I was being silly.
“Eventually I came to peace with it. I had to. I realized that this was my life, and there was nothing I could do about it. I couldn’t fight the tide, so I decided to float along.”
“How many times have you told this story?”
“None. I swear. You’re the first.”
This should make her feel special—it’s meant to make her feel special—but instead it seems to worry her.
“You have to have parents, don’t you? I mean, we all have parents.”
I shrug. “I have no idea. I would think so. But it’s not like there’s anyone I can ask. I’ve never met anyone else like me. Not that I would necessarily know.”
It’s clear from her expression that she thinks this is a sad story I’m telling her—a very sad story. I don’t know how to convey to her that it hasn’t all been sad.
“I’ve glimpsed things,” I say. Then I stop. I don’t know what’s next.
“Go on,” she tells me.
“It’s just—I know it sounds like an awful way to live, but I’ve seen so many things. It’s so hard when you’re in one body to get a sense of what life is really like. You’re so grounded in who you are. But when who you are changes every day—you get to touch the universal more. Even the most mundane details. You see how cherries taste different to different people. Blue looks different. You see all the strange rituals boys have to show affection without admitting it. You learn that if a parent reads to you at the end of the day, it’s a good sign that it’s a good parent, because you’ve seen so many other parents who don’t make the time. You learn how much a day is truly worth, because they’re all so different. If you ask most people what the difference was between Monday and Tuesday, they might tell you what they had for dinner each night. Not me. By seeing the world from so many angles, I get more of a sense of its dimensionality.”
“But you never get to see things over time, do you?” Hanni asks. “I don’t mean to cancel out what you just said. I think I understand that. But you’ve never had a friend that you’ve known day in and day out for ten years. You’ve never watched a pet grow older. You’ve never seen how messed up a parent’s love can be over time. And you’ve never been in a relationship for more than a day, not to mention for more than a year.”
I should have known it would come back to that. “But I’ve seen things,” I tell her. “I’ve observed. I know how it works.”
“From the outside? I don’t think you can know from the outside.”
“I think you underestimate how predictable some things can be in a relationship.”
“I love her,” she says. “I know you don’t understand, but I do.”
“You shouldn’t. I’ve seen her from the inside. I know.”
“For a day. You saw her for a day.”
“And for a day, you saw who she could be. You fell more in love with her when she was me.”
I reach out again for her hand, but this time she says, “No. Don’t.”
I freeze.
“I have a girlfriend,” she says. “I know you don’t like her, and I’m sure there are moments when I don’t like her, either. But that’s the reality. Now, I’ll admit, you have me actually thinking that you are, in fact, the same person who I’ve now met in five different bodies. All this means is that I’m probably as insane as you are. I know you say you love me, but you don’t really know me. You’ve known me a week. And I need a little more than that.”
“But didn’t you feel it that day? On the beach? Didn’t everything seem right?”
There it is again—the pull of the ocean, the song of the universe. A better liar would deny it. But some of us don’t want to live our lives as liars. She bites her lip and nods.
“Yes. But I don’t know who I was feeling that for. Even if I believe it was you, you have to understand that my history with Minji plays into it. I wouldn’t have felt that way with a stranger. It wouldn’t have been so perfect.”
“How do you know?”
“That’s my point. I don’t.”
She looks at her phone, and whether or not she truly needs to leave, I know this is the sign that she’s going to.
“I have to make it back for dinner,” she says.
“Thanks for driving all this way,” I tell her.
It’s awkward. So awkward.
“Will I see you again?” I ask.
She nods.
“I’m going to prove it to you,” I tell her. “I’m going to show you what it really means.”
“What?”
“Love.”
Is she scared by this? Embarrassed? Hopeful?
I don’t know. I’m not close enough to tell.
Beomgyu gives me no small amount of grief when I get home—partly because I went to Starbucks, and partly because I then had to walk two miles to get back home, and was late for dinner, which our father roundly chewed me out over.
“I hope whoever she was, she was worth it,” Beomgyu taunts.
I look at him blankly.
“Dude, don’t try to tell me you were just going for the coffee or the folk tunes they play on the speakers. I know you better than that.”
I remain silent.
I am assigned to wash all the dishes. While doing so, I turn on the radio, and when the local news comes on, Haruto Watanabe comes with it.
“So tell us, Haruto, what you experienced last Saturday,” the interviewer says.
“I was possessed. There’s no other word for it. I wasn’t in control of my own body. I consider myself lucky to be alive. And I want to ask anyone else who’s ever been possessed like this, just for a day, to contact me. Because, I’ll be honest with you, Chuck, a lot of people think I’m crazy. Other kids at school are making fun of me constantly. But I know what happened. And I know I’m not the only one.”
I know I’m not the only one.
This is the sentence that haunts me. I wish I felt the same certainty.
I wish I weren’t the only one.
Day 6004
The next morning I wake up in the same room.
In the same body.
I can’t believe it. I don’t understand. After all these years.
I look at the wall. My hands. The sheets.
And then I look to my side and see Soobin sleeping there in his bed.
Soobin.
And I realize: I’m not in the same body. I’m not on the same side of the room.
No, this morning I’m his twin, Beomgyu.
I have never had this chance before. I watch as Soobin emerges from sleep, emerges from a day away from his old body. I am looking for the traces of that oblivion, the bafflement of that waking. But what I get is the familiar scene of a football player stretching himself into the day. If he feels at all strange, at all different, he’s not showing it.
“Dude, what are you staring at?”
This doesn’t come from Soobin, but from our other brother, Yeonjun.
“Just getting up,” I mumble.
But really, I don’t take my eyes off Soobin. Not through the ride to school. Not at breakfast. He seems a little out of it now, but nothing that couldn’t be explained by a bad night’s sleep.
“How’re you doing?” I ask him.
He grunts. “Fine. Thanks for caring.”
I decide to play dumb. He expects me to be dumb, so it shouldn’t be much of a stretch.
“What did you do after practice yesterday?” I ask.
“I went to Starbucks.”
“Who with?”
He looks at me like I’ve just sung the question to him in falsetto.
“I just wanted coffee, okay? I wasn’t with anyone.”
I study him, to see if he’s trying to cover his conversation with Hanni. I don’t think, though, that such duplicity would be anything but obvious on him.
He really doesn’t remember seeing her. Talking to her. Being with her.
“Then why’d it take so long?” I ask him.
“What, were you timing it? I’m touched.”
“Well, who were you emailing at lunch?”
“I was just checking my email.”
“Your own email?”
“Who else’s email would I be checking? You’re asking seriously weird questions, dude. Isn’t he, Yeonjun?”
Yeonjun chews on some bacon. “I swear, whenever you two talk, I just tune it right out. I have no idea what you’re saying.”
Paradoxically, I wish I were still in Soobin’s body, so I could see exactly what his memories of yesterday are. From where I sit, it appears that he recalls the places he was, but has somehow concocted an alternate version of events, one that fits closer to his life. Has his mind done this, some kind of adaptation? Or did my mind, right before it left, leave behind this storyline?
Soobin does not feel like he was possessed by the devil.
He thinks yesterday was just another day.
Again, the morning becomes a search to find a few minutes’ worth of email access.
I should have given her my phone number, I think.
Then I stop myself. I stand there right in the middle of the hallway, shocked. It’s such a mundane, ordinary observation—but that’s what stops me. In the context of my life, it’s nonsensical. There was no way for me to give her a phone number. I know this. And yet, the ordinary thought crept in, made me trick myself for a moment into thinking that I, too, was ordinary.
I have no idea what this means, but I suspect it’s dangerous.
At lunch, I tell Soobin I’m going to the library.
“Dude,” he says, “libraries are for girls.”
There aren’t any new messages from Hanni, so I write to her instead.
Hanni,
You’d actually recognize me today. I woke up as Soobin’s twin. I thought this might help me figure things out, but so far, no luck.
I want to see you again.
Yn
There isn’t anything from Haruto, either. Once more I decide to type his name into a search engine, figuring there might be a few more articles about what he’s saying.
I find over two thousand results. All from the past three days.
Word is spreading. Mostly from evangelical Christian sites, which have bought Haruto’s devil claims wholesale. He is, for them, just another example of the world going to H-E-double-hockey-sticks.
From what I can recall, none of the many versions I heard as a child of “The Boy Who Cried Wolf” spent that much time pondering the emotional state of the boy, especially after the wolf finally showed up. I want to know what Haruto is thinking, if he really believes what he’s saying. None of the articles and blogs are any help—he’s saying the same thing in all of them, and people are painting him as either a freak or an oracle. Nobody’s sitting him down and treating him like a sixteen-year-old boy. They are missing the real questions in order to ask the sensational ones. I open up his last email.
You can’t avoid my questions forever. I want to know who you are. I want to know why you do what you do.
Tell me.
But how can I respond without confirming at least part of the story he’s created? I feel that he’s right—in some way, I can’t avoid his questions forever. They will start to dig into me. They will follow me wherever I wake up. But to give him any answer will give him a reassurance I know I shouldn’t give. It will keep him on his path.
My best bet is for him to start feeling that he is, indeed, crazy. Which is an awful thing to wish upon someone. Especially when he’s not crazy.
I want to ask Hanni what to do. But I can imagine what she’d say. Or maybe I’m just projecting my better self onto her. Because I know the answer: Self-preservation isn’t worth it if you can’t live with the self you’re preserving.
I am responsible for his situation. So he’s become my responsibility.
I know this, even as I hate it.
I’m not going to write immediately. I need to give it some thought. I need to help him without confirming anything.
Finally, by last period, I think I have it.
I know who you are. I’ve seen your story on the news. It doesn’t have anything to do with me—you must have made a mistake.
Still, it appears to me that you’re not considering all the possibilities. I’m sure what happened to you was very stressful. But blaming the devil is not the answer.
I send it off quickly before football practice.
I also check for an email from Hanni.
Nothing.
The rest of the day is uneventful. And I find myself wondering once again when I started to think my days would contain actual events. Up until now, I have lived for uneventfulness, and have found smaller satisfaction in the art of getting by. I resent that the hours seem boring now, emptier. Going through the motions gives you plenty of time to examine the motions. I used to find this interesting. Now it has taken on the taint of meaninglessness.
I practice football. I get a ride home. I do some homework. I eat some dinner. I watch TV with my family.
This is the trap of having something to live for:
Everything else seems lifeless.
Soobin and I go to bed first. Yeonjun is in the kitchen, talking to our mother about his work schedule for the weekend. Soobin and I don’t say anything as we change into our sleep clothes, as we parade to the bathroom and back.
I get in bed and he turns out the light. I expect to hear him getting into bed next, but instead he hovers in the middle of the room.
“Beomgyu?”
“Yeah?”
“Why did you ask me about what I was up to yesterday?”
I sit up. “I don’t know. You just seemed a little … off.”
“I just thought it was strange. You asking, I mean.”
He heads to his bed now. I hear his weight fall on the mattress.
“So nothing seemed off to you?” I ask, hoping that there will be something—anything—that rises to the surface.
“Not that I can think of. I thought it was pretty funny that Snyder had to end practice so he could go, like, learn how to help his babymama breathe. But I think that was the highlight. It’s just … do I seem off today, too?”
The truth is that I haven’t been paying that much attention, not since breakfast.
“Why do you ask?”
“No reason. I feel fine. I just don’t, you know, want to look like there’s something wrong when there’s nothing wrong.”
“You seem fine,” I assure him.
“Good,” he says, shifting his body, getting into the right position with his pillow.
I want to say more but don’t know what the words are supposed to be. I feel such a tenderness for these vulnerable nighttime conversations, the way words take a different shape in the air when there’s no light in the room. I think of the rare jackpot nights when I ended the day at a sleepover or shared the room with a sibling or a friend I genuinely liked. Those conversations could trick me into believing I could say anything, even though there was so much I was holding back. Eventually, the night would take its hold, but it would always feel like I was fading to sleep rather than falling.
“Good night,” I say to Soobin. But what I really feel is goodbye. I am leaving here, leaving this family. It’s only been two days, but that’s twice what I’m used to. It’s just a hint—the smallest hint—of what it would be like to wake up in the same place every morning.
I have to let that go.
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Clones as Incorrect Quotes 2/2 Master Post (Domino Squad Lives AU and Fives+332nd Live AU version)
Unholy mixture of random generators, unsolved/ghost files banter, and things my friends have said
Mostly just headcanons following below
A few notes for these: Tup is NB he/they. Hardcase is genderfluid. Vaughn is agender they/them. Nax is a she/her. Jesse has no idea how any of this works, someone help him. Domino Squad Lives AU has the main blue boys interact with the 212th on a more personal level, so some of these involve a mix of the two groups. Every single character is having an existential crisis in the other AU. NO CLONESHIPPING HERE!
(Domino Squad Lives Fix-It AU):
Echo: Do you take constructive criticism?
Cutup: No, only cash or credit.
Waxer: The best part of an oreo is the cookie part, not the frosting. Deal with it.
Echo: Darkness without light is an abyss. Light without darkness is blinding. You cannot have a coin with one side.
Boil: YO SOCRATES! IT'S A FUCKING COOKIE!
*Everyone is playing a board game together*
Cutup: I will put 'A' down to make 'A'.
Droidbait: I will add onto your 'A' to make 'AT'.
Hevy: I will add onto your 'AT' to make 'RAT'
Echo: I will add onto your 'RAT' to make
'BIOSTRATAGRAPHIC’.
Hevy: *flips the board*
Cutup: *standing on a balcony and sneezes*
Fives: *standing on the roof* Bless you.
Cutup: God?!
Cutup: Get in loser, we're going shopping.
Droidbait: This is a McDonald's drive thru.
Nax: Arson? Oh, you mean "crime brûlée".
Wooley: I need life advice.
Cutup, sipping Gatorade and eating cookie dough: You came to the right person.
Fives: *coughs blood*
Droidbait: Don't die, Fives!
Fives: Don't tell me what to do!
Cutup: I'm not mean. Name one mean thing I've ever done.
Droidbait: When we were younger, you convinced me eggs weren't real.
Cutup: They're not.
Droidbait: Haha, very funny.
Cutup: I'm serious. Didn't you hear?
Droidbait: No... what happened?
Cutup: …Why would you fall for this again-
Shapeshifter: *transforms to look like Cutup*
Cutup: Okay, are you like BLIND? You look nothing like me. First off, I'm way taller. Secondly, I DO NOT look so sleep deprived and lastly, if you could drag comb through that hair you're like a 7 on a good day and I've been told I'm a constant 10.
Droidbait: Quitting! It's like trying, but easier.
Hevy: I like to play this game called nap roulette. I take a nap and don't set an alarm. Will it be 20 min or 4 hours? Nobody knows. It's risky and I like it.
Cutup: Hello friends!
His Squad:
Cutup: You might be wondering why I'm stuck to the ceiling
Cutup: You're mean!
Droidbait: You're meaner!
Cutup: Yeah, well, you're ugly too!
Droidbait: You're uglier!
Cutup: You're a dumbass!
Droidbait: You're a dumberass!
Cutup: You think "dumberass" is a good insult!
*Cutup and Hevy are planning to break in somewhere*
Cutup: We need to distract the guards.
Hevy: Right.
Cutup: What are we gonna do?
Hevy: I'm gonna break their elbows while you poke their eyes.
Cutup:
Hevy:
Cutup: Deal.
Nax: Hey, DB! Did you know you’re my BFFLWYLION?
Droidbait: What the hell is that supposed to mean?
Nax: Best Friend For Life Whether You Like It Or Not.
Droidbait:
Droidbait: That’s one way to say it, I guess…
Wooley: I am strong! I beat Droidbait at arm wrestling!
Hevy: Anyone can beat Droidbait at arm wrestling!
Droidbait: Hey-
*Cutup sends more than 5 messages in a row*
Hevy: I ain’t reading all that.
Hevy: I’m happy for you tho.
Hevy: Or sorry that happened.
Cutup, to Wooley: You know, Hevy can be really aggressive, so it's important to take all the necessary precautions when approaching.
Cutup: *blows airhorn at Hevy* GET FUCKED!
Hevy: *Posts a super low-quality image to the group chat*
Cutup: If I had a dollar for every pixel in this image, I’d have 15 cents.
Hevy: If I had a dollar for every ounce of rage I felt in my body after I read this text, I would have enough money to buy a cannon to fire at you.
Jesse: Actually I did the math, Cutup would have $225, not $0.15.
Cutup: Fam I’m right here....
Wooley: If I had a dollar I would buy a can of soda :)
Tup: while you’re there could you buy me an apply juice please?
Wooley: Sorry I only have a dollar.
Tup: :(
Jesse: Hey I just realized my friend is right, Echo would have $22,500 because it's a dollar for every pixel, not a cent.
Wooley: If I had $22,500 I would buy a can of soda and an apply juice.
Jesse: You can buy anything you want with $22,500.
Fives: Yeah and he wants soda and apply juice.
Echo: Apply juice to what.
Fives: Directly to the forehead.
Rex: Great chat everyone.
Droidbait, opening a Capri Sun: Guess I'll drink my sorrows away.
Echo: Time for plan G.
Wooley: Don’t you mean plan B?
Echo: No, we tried plan B a long time ago. I had to skip over plan C due to technical difficulties.
Droidbait: What about plan D?
Echo: Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half an hour ago.
Tup: What about plan E?
Echo: I’m hoping not to use it. Cutup dies in plan E.
Boil: I like plan E.
Oddball: Are we really going to let Hevy keep Beam?
Cody: We kept Cutup.
Kix: Someone’s trying to break in. Call the cops!
Droidbait: *loads shotgun* I got this.
Kix: Last week you fell up the stairs, what do you mean-
The poor Jedi that got Cutup assigned to them after the war: I assume you realize that this kind of idiocy will not be tolerated in this Order.
Cutup: Is there any kind of idiocy you would be more comfortable with?
*At the police station*
Denal: Hi, I’m here for Domino Squad.
Corrie guard: Who’s Domino Squad?
Denal: Ah, you must be new.
Fox: What has the galaxy ever done for you?! Why would you wanna save it?!
Jesse: Cause I’m one of the idiots who lives in it!
Hevy: How does that even work?
Droidbait, mocking him: hOw dO yOu UsE a cOmPUteR aNd KnOw wHaTS GoiNg oN iT DoEsNt mAke SeNSe?!
Hevy: Your face doesn't make sense.
Cody, to Trapper: If you see Cutup, give him this message *makes a neutral face*
Cody: He’ll know what it means.
*later*
Trapper: oh, and Cody said to give you a message.
Trapper: *makes a neutral face*
Cutup: Oh no. The neutral face of displeasure.
Hairdresser: How would you like your hair cut?
Fives: Preferably with scissors, but a sword could be badass.
Longshot: If you don't stop talking, I'm going to jump out of that window.
Cutup: ...We're on the ground floor.
Longshot: I know but I want a dramatic exit.
Hevy: I have no respect for Santa. Don’t sneak in through the chimney and undermine my authority by bringing my family presents. Walk in through the front door and fight me like a man.
Denal: What do you call disobeying the law?
Domino Squad: A hobby.
Denal: *crosses his arms*
Domino Squad: That we do not engage in.
Droidbait to Tup: First rule of battle, vod’ika... don’t ever let them know where you are.
Hardcase, shooting out of frame: WHOO-HOO! I’M RIGHT HERE! I’M RIGHT HERE! YOU WANT SOME O’ ME?! YEAH YOU DO! COME ON! COME ON! AAAAAH! Whoo-hoo!
Droidbait: 'Course, there’re other schools of thought.
Hevy: Really love that airports have to specify that you're NOT allowed grenades. Like damn there go my traveling plans
Droidbait: Ideally we get down there and Cutup’s just dead. And then we can end the mission, and I can go home. Obviously very sad, thoughts and prayers, but... I don't have to go down there, then. So... *weighs options between his hands* Lose brother, don't have to go in the tunnel. I think it comes out to be a wash, to be honest, so…
Hevy, about possibly getting too beefy for the armor: Regulations won’t look as good as my thighs will so they aren't valid.
Fives+332nd Live AU (possible official titles include Bones In The Ocean AU and Resistance Leaders AU, I’m workshopping it rn)
*The squad has just arrived in a new city. Fives looks around at the wanted posters to see if he’s on any of them.*
Omega: Fives, are you a criminal?
Fives: Not here, I'm not!
Rex: Uuh, watcha got there?
Fives, with a lightsaber: A smoothie.
Fives: Damn, Tech, are you secretly cool?
Tech: Well, poker is just math, so I guess it depends on if you consider the mathematician, Carl Friedrich Gauss, cool.
Fives: I do not.
Ahsoka, texting CF99: Want to help me murder someone?
Echo: Sure who we hitting?
Ahsoka: someone who looks evil
Some guy: What am I supposed to do?
Bounty Hunter Fives: If I were you? I’d try and make peace with whatever deity, pantheon, or Divine Other you believe in.
Some guy: I’m an atheist.
Fives: Then just get ready to die I guess.
Fives: So, are you two friends?
Omega: Yes.
Crosshair: No.
Fives: Hello Crosshair, made anyone cry today?
Crosshair: Sadly, no. But it’s only 4:30.
Fives: If you put a milkshake in one yard and crack open a cold one in another yard, which yard would the boys go to?
Echo: Schrödinger's boys.
Crosshair: FUCK!
Wrecker: What about cracking open a cold milkshake?
Tech: As we all know, the milkshake brings the boys to the yard. The presence of the boys is a prerequisite for the cracking open of a cold one, but cold ones do not have any inherent boy-attracting abilities. Milkshakes, however, do.
Tech: All else being equal, the boys would proceed to the milkshake yard. While it is possible to announce the presence of cold ones in the hope of attracting some boys, the pull of the milkshake is much more powerful by comparison.
Fives: ...
Echo: ...
Crosshair: ...
Wrecker: ...
Tech: Mind you, all of this nonsense hinges on whether or not the boys are back in town.
Fives: It’s impossible to make a sentence without using the letter a.
Tech: Despite your thinking, it is quite possible, yet difficult, to form one without the specific letter. Here’s one more to further disprove your theory.
Fives: Fuck you.
The self-taught medic with no license in the lower levels: Fives’ a 10 but that's all we know about him.
Kix: Bottling up negative emotions is bad for your health, so you shouldn't do it.
Ahsoka: I know, that's why I bottle up all my emotions, both positive and negative, so it cancels out.
Kix: Th-that's not how that works-
Fives, to the BB: The real secret to immortality? Not dying. You want to be immortal? Okay, that’s easy. Just don’t die. That’s it. Refuse to die. There you go.
Tech: But how-
Fives, ignoring him: “But how”, you may ask. Well, easy. Just don’t do it. Refuse to. Say “no thanks”.
Echo: *nods sagely*
All of them: If I can't cause tiny bits of chaos every day, I think my body will shut down.
Fives: FIGHT ME, YOU NERD ASS SLUT!
Tech: At least try to sound slightly more sophisticated when you threaten someone.
Fives: Oh, I'm sorry. I should ask; dost thou want to engage in a duel, my good bitch?
Tech: Somehow that's worse.
Rex: Think you can answer some questions without the usual level of sarcasm?
Crosshair: If you can ask the questions without the usual level of stupid.
Hunter: Didn't you die?
Fives: That was months ago, dude. Things change.
Omega: A mosquito tried to bite me and I slapped it and killed it.
Omega: And I started thinking.
Omega: Like, it was just trying to get food.
Omega: What if I went to the fridge and it just slammed the door shut and snapped my neck?
Hunter: Are you ok?
Jesse 5 months into Resistance work: You know I think my life has value.
Wrecker: Who are you and what have you done with Jesse?!
Fives: I'm so sad woa woa womp womp.
Echo: I am tired of fighting my own demons, give me physical ones.
Fives, months into being on the run: I’d kill to go absolutely ham on a dexter-grade hamburgussy.
Echo: Nothing wrong with a little government overthrowing in the sake of friendship.
Wrecker: Aw you little reg guy.
Dogma: Shut up do not call me that.
Omega: Gentleman ori’vod.
Dogma: Stop I am a STRANGER who is RUDE!
Echo after Fives tells him that he tried to assassinate Palpatine: Yeah I think fighting the Chancellor’s a pretty good way to get labeled a traitor.
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Postal Doe x F!Reader HC's
(I fell in love with her from the moment I saw a poostall royale playthrough, she's like a smelly ferret to me (*˘︶˘*).｡*♡)
🏷️: SFW & NSFW, Established relationship, Just really deranged topics...
SFW
-Doe is really protective of you, she won't outwardly show it though but you can definitely catch it through her actions (having her arm around you, giving everyone else but you a mean look, ECT)
-She's gross. Super gross. If you're with her you're either gross too or into it. Doe can go like maybe 1 week and a half without a shower, realistically she would only shower more frequently to impress you
-She watches LiveLeak videos for fun and also has a shit ton of gory movies on DVD, if you're into that then she'll always invite you to her trailer to watch some but if you aren't she's cool with watching normal stuff or movies at the nearby theatre
-Doe has the shittiest diet known to earth, if you get with her you'll probably feel real bad and start cooking her homemade meals, a major upgrade from her dollar store tv meals (she thanks you in many ways)
-She likes to sleep a lot, longer than you at least, it gives you the opportunity to tidy up her place and maybe do her laundry. Doe has a knack to neglect herself but you do try convincing her not to.
-Despite being pretty deranged, Doe actually has really decent advice if you're struggling through something. She takes both logic and emotion into consideration and does try supporting you and your decisions
She encourages you if you're prone to have self-esteem issues, she tells you just how wonderful and amazing you are and how she's lucky to have someone like you
-Super big on pet names, she calls you a bunch of random things but her main ones are, "Sweetheart", "Darling", "My Girl"
-She likes showing off her dumb arm tattoo thinking it makes her 10x more badass and cool (it does not)
-Doe has really light green eyes, she's kinda insecure about them so that's why she always wears her signature sunglasses. When she has them off she's always squinting and darting her eyes around, not even trying to make eye contact
-She's a smartass, and pretty sarcastic. Sometimes you can't tell if she's fucking with you or not so 70% you're taking her bait, by the time you figure out her deal you've already spiraled into a dumb meaningless argument,
"You know, sometimes we shouldn't take things for granite"
"...You mean granted?"
"What? What are you talking about I know what I said"
-Something so god awful and traumatizing can happen to her and she'll chalk it up as "just not a good day", Doe frequently comes over to your place with a shit ton of questionable bruises and wounds, you patch her up distraught but she kisses you and strokes your hair telling you not to worry
-She likes popping all your hand and toe joints despite how much it hurts, it's a bonding activity
-Play wrestling with you all the time, either at her trailer or your apartment the bed is gonna need to be refitted, you always get your ass put in a headlock but you're not a sore loser. Afterwards you always tell her she needs to get on WWE ᕙ( : ˘ ∧ ˘ : )ᕗ
-She loves pickles on her burgers, if you hate them and make it known sometimes she eats like 5 of them at once and french kisses you with the pickle flavor on her tongue, it makes you gag so bad but she cackles like it's the funniest thing ever. If you do love pickles though then she gives most of hers to you (she's such a good gf)
-Doe is definitely taller than you, her boots just add more to her ridiculous height, she likes to carry you and give you piggyback rides...it's fun until she trips and lands face first on the floor with you (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)
-When you tell her she kinda looks like that one chick from resident evil she either has passionate sex with you or beats you to a bloody pulp no in between (she's crazy)
NSFW
-Doe is definitely into public humiliation, she'll touch you whenever she wants wherever... your reactions and sounds are really cute to her and she'd want to elicit more from you. One day she gets you to wear vibrating panties, it was probably one of the most exciting days of your life
-Shes willing to kill anyone you want gone, of course she wouldn't go crazy or anything but if there's a coworker at your job you've been complaining about for ages she'll ask you if you want them to "disappear" for good. You're well aware that this woman needs to be in an institution but it just makes her sexier
-Doe has a good gun collection, and a gun kink. If you're into it and down to try she'll fuck you with the barrel of her favorite handgun, threatening to pull the trigger and make a fucking mess that you'll be alive long enough to feel and witness
-She's down to try anything. Like, anything. If you have a kink you want to do 9 times out of 10 she's willing to try it out, anything for her sweetheart
-Piss kink. Did you seriously expect any less? The 3rd time she went down on you it was crazy, you begged her that you had to go to the bathroom but it just encouraged her to hold you down by the thighs and coax the piss out of your overstimulated cunt, she made sure not to spill a drop as you bucked and whined against her relentless mouth
-Doe has way too many toys, some you're pretty sure you haven't seen ever in your life... she'd rather blow her paycheck on something crazy she found on Reddit rather than groceries (you give her a bunch of shit once you find out)
ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ
Hope you guys enjoyed, not enough people make content about this crazy doe...she deserves love too (人*´∀｀)｡*ﾟ+ .... Definitely not done with her, planning to make an X reader drabble eventually
#i heart women#poostall royale#postal#postal doe#postal doe x reader#postal headcanons#postal x reader
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TTRPG WIP Tagged Post!
Tagged by @anim-ttrpgs !
Soooooo in this post, I'll talk a lil bit on what I have cooking in the metaphorical game-making oven! I'll aslo give them a percent of their completion!
1. GRIM, a Quake-inspired TTRPG (95%, 24 pages)
Quake is a game I have recently fallen in love with, and GRIM reflects that love superbly. In its fast, brutal, and accessible combat, it emulates what it feels like to run through fleshy castles and sci-fi facilities.
GRIM is very similar to another game I made that was inspired by Doom called MOURN, and like it, it uses coin flips as the "check" system, and multiples of 5 to calculate damage so that mathing won't math as hard.
GRIM is my favorite game I have worked on, and I even commissioned a theme by Eric Castiglia to be made that will be published on my YouTube channel TODAY (8/11/23) at 1pm EST, so stay tuned 0.0
2. The Warrior's Poet (60%, mid-sized)
This will be my first ever solo game, and it focuses on the relationship between a Champion and their Poet. In this game, you will journal and chronicle your journeys with rolls of a d20 to determine what situation has arisen, and then, at the end of each act, you will write a stanza of a poem that reflects these recent happenings! Your Champion can also die if they are not careful, so be sure to chronicle your journeys well!
I am going to release the game in two acts per game, and then if enough interest is gained, I'll make it into more! This is mainly just a test on how to do these games, however!
3. Welcome to Castordale! (30%, mid-sized)
Ez pz explanation. You are beavers, trying to build a home and community with tools, technology, and friendship. it has no combat, and is more of a Stardew Valley experience than a DnD experience. I have the basic plans for the game, as well as some character designs, but I have a lot to work on here!
4. Lil Tiny Experimental Games and Projects
Every month or so I release a small, experimental game that kinda just pops out of nowhere. I have tons of ideas (if u steal at least credit me), so I'll list them here!
A fantasy fishing sim
A game where you fight with roller skates and technologically advanced sneakers
A game that emulates TimeSplitters
GRIM adventure modules
A wrestling TTRPG
A post-apocalyptic and super sad narrative TTRPG
A rock-paper-scissors game
A survival horror game of some kind like Silent Hill or the RE franchise
A Shadow of the Colossus type game where you slay big monsters...but at a cost
A game that makes me a billion dollars (joking)
And that's really it! I try not to overwhelm myself with too many projects because I burn out SUPER easily, soooooo yeah! I just love making games :p
Check out the games I HAVE MADE here (if ya wanna) :p
#ttrpg#tabletop rpg#tabletop rpgs#tabletop roleplaying#tabletop#tabletop games#retro fps#quake#doom#indie ttrpg#trans#queer#indie#gamedev#game dev#dnd#cyberpunk#scifi#game designer
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charlie kelly <3 waitress
mac macdonald bonnie kelly
dennis reynolds
dee reynolds
frank reynolds
season 1
S01E01: the gang gets racist
S01E02: charlie wants an abortion
S01E03: underage drinking: a national concern
S01E04: charlie has cancer
S01E05: gun fever
S01E06: the gang finds a dead guy
S01E07: charlie got molested
season 2
S02E01: charlie gets crippled
S02E02: the gang goes jihad
S02E03: dennis and dee go on welfare
S02E04: mac bangs dennis’ mom
S02E05: hundred dollar baby
S02E06: the gang gives back
S02E07: the gang exploits a miracle
S02E08: the gang runs for office
S02E09: charlie goes america all over everybody’s ass
S02E10: dennis and dee get a new dad
season 3
S03E01: the gang finds a dumpster baby
S03E02: the gang gets invincible
S03E03: dennis and dee’s mom is dead
S03E04: the gang gets held hostage
S03E05: the aluminum monster vs fatty magoo
S03E06: the gang solves the north korea situation
S03E07: the gang sells out
S03E08: frank sets sweet dee on fire
S03E09: sweet dee’s dating a retarded person
S03E10: mac is a serial killer
S03E11: dennis looks like a registered sex offender
S03E12: the gang gets whacked: part 1
S03E13: the gang gets whacked: part 2
S03E14: bums: making a mess all over the city
S03E15: the gang dances their asses off
season 4
S04E01: mac & dennis: manhunters
S04E02: the gang solves the gas crisis
S04E03: america's next top paddy's billboard model contest
S04E04: mac’s banging the waitress
S04E05: mac and charlie die: part 1
S04E06: mac and charlie die: part 2
S04E07: who pooped the bed?
S04E08: paddy’s pub: the worst bar in philadelphia
S04E09: dennis reynolds: an erotic life
S04E10: sweet dee has a heart attack
S04E11: the gang cracks the liberty bell
S04E12: the gang gets extreme: home makeover edition
S04E13: the nightman cometh
season 5
S05E01: the gang exploits the mortgage crisis
S05E02: the gang hits the road
S05E03: the great recession
S05E04: the gang gives frank an intervention
S05E05: the waitress is getting married
S05E06: the world series defense
S05E07: the gang wrestles for the troops
S05E08: paddy’s pub: home of the original kitten mittens
S05E09: mac and dennis break up
S05E10: the d.e.n.n.i.s. system
S05E11: mac and charlie write a movie
S05E12: the gang reignites the rivalry
S05SPC: a very sunny christmas
season 6
S06E01: mac fights gay marriage
S06E02: dennis gets divorced
S06E03: the gang buys a boat
S06E04: mac’s big break
S06E05: mac and charlie: white trash
S06E06: mac’s mom burns her house down
S06E07: who got dee pregnant?
S06E08: the gang gets a new member
S06E09: dee reynolds: shaping america’s youth
S06E10: charlie kelly: king of the rats
S06E11: the gang gets stranded in the woods
S06E12: dee gives birth
season 7
S07E01: frank’s pretty woman
S07E02: the gang goes to the jersey shore
S07E03: frank reynolds’ little beauties
S07E04: sweet dee gets audited
S07E05: frank’s brother
S07E06: the storm of the century
S07E07: chardee macdennis: the game of games
S07E08: the anti social network
S07E09: the gang gets trapped
S07E10: how mac got fat
S07E11: thunder gun express
S07E12: the high school reunion: part 1
S07E13: the high school reunion: part 2
season 8
S08E01: pop-pop: the final solution
S08E02: the gang recycles their trash
S08E03: the maureen ponderosa wedding massacre
S08E04: charlie and dee find love
S08E05: the gang gets analyzed
S08E06: charlie’s mom has cancer
S08E07: frank’s back in business
S08E08: charlie rules the world
S08E09: the gang dines out
S08E10: reynolds vs reynolds: the cereal defense
season 9
S09E01: the gang broke dee
S09E02: gun fever too: still hot
S09E03: the gang tries desperately to win an award
S09E04: mac and dennis buy a timeshare
S09E05: mac day
S09E06: the gang saves the day
S09E07: the gang gets quarantined
S09E08: flowers for charlie
S09E09: the gang makes lethal weapon 6
S09E10: the gang squashes their beefs
season 10
S10E01: the gang beats boggs
S10E02: the gang group dates
S10E03: psycho pete returns
S10E04: charlie work
S10E05: the gang spies like u.s.
S10E06: the gang misses the boat
S10E07: mac kills his dad
S10E08: the gang goes on family fight
S10E09: frank retires
S10E10: ass kickers united: mac and charlie join a cult
season 11
S11E01: chardee macdennis 2: electric boogaloo
S11E02: frank falls out the window
S11E03: the gang hits the slopes
S11E04: dee made a smut film
S11E05: mac and dennis move to the suburbs
S11E06: being frank
S11E07: mcpoyle vs ponderosa: the trial of the century
S11E08: charlie catches a leprechaun
S11E09: the gang goes to hell: part 1
S11E10: the gang goes to hell: part 2
season 12
S12E01: the gang turns black
S12E02: the gang goes to a waterpark
S12E03: old lady house: a situational comedy
S12E04: wolf cola: a public relations nightmare
S12E05: making dennis reynolds a murderer
S12E06: hero or hate crime?
S12E07: ptsdee
S12E08: the gang tends bar
S12E09: a cricket’s tale
S12E10: dennis’ double life
season 13
S13E01: the gang makes paddy’s great again
S13E02: the gang escapes
S13E03: the gang beats boggs: ladies reboot
S13E04: time’s up for the gang
S13E05: the gang gets new wheels
S13E06: the gang solves the bathroom problem
S13E07: the gang does a clip show
S13E08: charlie’s home alone
S13E09: the gang wins the big game
S13E10: mac finds his pride
season 14
S14E01: the gang gets romantic
S14E02: thunder gun 4: maximum cool
S14E03: dee day
S14E04: the gang chokes
S14E05: the gang texts
S14E06: the janitor always mops twice
S14E07: the gang solves global warming
S14E08: paddy’s has a jumper
S14E09: a woman’s right to chop
S14E10: waiting for big mo
season 15
S15E01: 2020: a year in review
S15E02: the gang makes lethal weapon 7
S15E03: the gang buys a roller rink
S15E04: the gang replaces dee with a monkey
S15E05: the gang goes to ireland
S15E06: the gang’s still in ireland
S15E07: dee sinks in a bog
S15E08: the gang carries a corpse up a mountain
season 16
S16E01: the gang inflates
S16E02: frank shoots every member of the gang
S16E03: the gang gets cursed
S16E04: frank vs russia
S16E05: celebrity booze: the ultimate cash grab
S16E06: risk e. rat’s pizza and amusement center
S16E07: the gang goes bowling
S16E08: dennis takes a mental health day
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Thank Christ for the Bomb (1970) was the third album by blues-rockers the Groundhogs, and the first of a trio of releases that reached the UK Top 10. For some connoisseurs, it is an all-time classic and proof of the brilliance of Tony McPhee, the band’s songwriter and guitarist who has died aged 79.
According to Luke Haines, formerly of the Auteurs, Thank Christ … is “a kind of concept album, a psychedelic, very heavy CND album full of class war. The album is a scorched earth manifesto.” The Damned’s Captain Sensible contended that “Tony McPhee … was the British Hendrix”.
The Groundhogs had emerged from the British blues boom of the mid-1960s, and as the 70s dawned they embraced the expansive, exploratory spirit of the era. A performance at the 1970 Isle of Wight festival affirmed their growing status.
The follow-up to Thank Christ was Split (1971), which climbed to No 5 and found McPhee wrestling with ideas around split personality and loss of self. “I went through a stage of split personality myself and in the lyrics I try to explain what it is like – a very deep, traumatic experience,” he revealed. “One moment you feel all right, the next you don’t know who you are.” The album included the frantic, heavy-metal stomp of Cherry Red, which got the band on to the BBC’s Top of the Pops.
In 1971 they supported the Rolling Stones on their British tour, during which they recorded the limited-edition live album Live at Leeds ’71. The following year they were high in the British charts again with Who Will Save the World? The Mighty Groundhogs, but that year also saw the replacement of drummer Ken Pustelnik with Clive Brooks. The next album, Hogwash (1972), had many admirers but marked the end of the band’s commercial hot streak. Their progress stalled amid a string of lineup changes and regular disbandments. They made their last chart appearance with Solid, which reached No 31 in 1974.
Born in Humberston, Lincolnshire, Tony was the son of Charles McPhee, a telegraphist in the Royal Navy and then a civil servant in the Ministry of Defence, and Eileen (nee Harrison). The family moved to south London when Tony was one, and he later attended Tooting Bec grammar school. He developed an early enthusiasm for the blues when his brother took home imported LPs of American blues artists. “It was then that I first heard this raw stuff and my ears pricked up,” he told Classic Rock magazine.
Another formative influence on him was the British blues harmonica player Cyril Davies (who would die in 1964 aged 31). “I used to go and see him at the Marquee Club,” said McPhee. “Somebody said something about this R&B band and they were there every Thursday and they were just magic.”
The Groundhogs came into being after McPhee, who had been fronting his own group, the Seneschals, joined the Dollar Bills in 1962. This was an outfit formed in New Cross, south-east London, by brothers Pete and John Cruickshank. McPhee pushed the band into a more blues-influenced direction, as he explained: “We went into R&B and then into blues very deeply – to the extent that I spent most of my time delving into books and records to find material which hadn’t been done by any of the other English bands.”
They named themselves after John Lee Hooker’s song Ground Hog Blues, and in 1964 they temporarily renamed themselves John Lee’s Groundhogs when they backed Hooker on a UK tour, after John Mayall and the Bluesbreakers dropped out. Hooker liked the band so much he recruited them to play on his album … And Seven Nights (1966, later reissued as Hooker and the Hogs) and teamed up with them again for his 1965 British tour.
Hooker’s endorsement was a powerful calling card and the band found themselves in demand, also backing Little Walter, Champion Jack Dupree and Jimmy Reed when they toured Britain. Both McPhee and Eric Clapton appeared on Dupree’s album From New Orleans to Chicago (1966). When Clapton left Mayall’s band in 1965, McPhee was asked to join but declined.
The Groundhogs split in 1966, after which McPhee played with John Cruickshank in Herbal Mixture and spent a brief spell with the John Dummer Blues Band, but in 1968 a new Groundhogs rose from the ashes. McPhee was joined by Pete Cruickshank on bass and Pustelnik on drums, plus Steve Rye on harmonica and vocals. At the end of the year they released their first album under a deal with Liberty Records, Scratching the Surface. The follow-up, Blues Obituary, appeared the following year, now without Rye. The trio’s dynamic, freewheeling playing placed the Groundhogs alongside such progressively inclined blues practitioners as Ten Years After and Led Zeppelin.
McPhee saw the album as a turning point, the moment when the Groundhogs stopped being just a blues band. “I like to call it progressive in the sense that we were progressing away from the blues,” was his assessment. The stage was set for their breakthrough with Thank Christ for the Bomb.
McPhee released five solo albums, the last of them being Bleaching the Blues (1997). His solo debut, The Two Sides of TS McPhee (1973; TS stands for “Tough Shit”), was by far the most memorable. The first side was a feast of raw, mostly acoustic blues, while side two comprised the single track The Hunt, where McPhee recited an anti-foxhunting narrative against a patchwork of experimental synthesizer sounds.
A new Groundhogs lineup released the albums Crosscut Saw and Black Diamond in 1976, and McPhee led two different versions of the band during the 90s. In 2003 the McPhee/Pustelnik/Cruickshank lineup reformed for some 40th-anniversary shows, after which McPhee performed with various players as Tony McPhee’s Groundhogs, while Cruickshank and Pustelnik formed the Groundhogs Rhythm Section with assorted additional musicians. McPhee also performed with David Tibet’s “apocalyptic folk” outfit Current 93, and with the vocalist Joanna Deacon, whom McPhee married in 2008. In 2014, he retired Tony McPhee’s Groundhogs.
He was married twice before, to Christine Payne, with whom he had a son, Conan, and Susan Harrison, with whom he had a son, Vincent. Both marriages ended in divorce. Joanna survives him, as do his children, two grandchildren, Scarlett and Victor, and his sister Olive.
🔔 Tony (Anthony Charles) McPhee, musician and songwriter, born 23 March 1944; died 6 June 2023
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Favorite place in the world you’ve visited?
Guadeloupe! (It’s a tiny French island in the Caribbean.) It’s warm and beautiful, and that’s the place that made me appreciate the beauty of hiking, even though I never did manage to get into it after that x)
It’s also where part of my family is from so that helps too :D
Something you’re proud of yourself for?
I’m really proud of how much I’ve grown as a person these past few years. I’m proud of the fact that I’m still standing even though it sometimes felt like I wouldn’t be able to.
Also I’m proud of my writing to be honest. I think that’s the most solid ‘I’m good at this’ part of my life and it was the cornerstone of me building any kind of self esteem. I hope I get even better as time goes by :D
Favorite books?
I think the Hunger Games books are the ones I reread the most often (sidebar: I absolutely recommend you read Spin Control by Trovia in this fandom. It’s still pretty high on my ‘Introducing people to quality fanfic’ list!)
That being said, Pride and Prejudice is also a big favorite! A lot of my favorite stories are fanfics, though, it’s my favorite medium x)
Something that makes your heart happy when thinking about it?
My cats, my goddaughter, my niece, my friends 😊
Favorite thing about your culture?
The fact that we’re used to pushing back against authority (make fun of the French all you want for striking all the time, we sure do it a lot and even too much at times, but sometimes it’s useful to have a coworker who’s not afraid to be frank xD)
Also: how affordable books are! I miss paying only 5-10 euros for pocket-format paperbacks, especially when I can’t find anything under 13 dollars here ;_;
When did you join the HBO War fandom? What was the first show you watched?
Last year, and late in the year at that! Although whether I’ve really joined the fandom is debatable, given how bad I am at socializing, but I’ve definitely written fic xD
What can I say, I watched this show twice before I caught the fic/shipping bug for it! Now I’m trying to decide whether I can actually watch The Pacific without damaging my mental health because I am not a gore fan xD
Have you read any of Easy Company’s books? If so, which ones were your favorite?
None so far, though I’m still looking around for Bill Guarnere and Babe Heffron’s book…and I’d like to get my hands on David Webster’s book as well, if I can. Not that the others aren’t interesting to me, but I’d say these are the two at the top of my list.
Favorite HBO War character and your favorite moment with them?
To my own surprise, I had a hard time deciding between Webster, Guarnere and Liebgott for this one! But I think David is the one that rotates the most in my mind, and I do absolutely love his whole “Can you believe I said that?” bullshit when he gets shot like, man what are your priorities xD
Do you make content for any fandoms, if so; what sort of content?
Well, I’m coming up on a million words of fanfiction published on AO3, the most recent works being largely Band of Brothers fic, but I also occasionally fiddle on Canva to make fic covers!
Favorite actor/actress and your favorite film of theirs?
I think I still have to answer Tom Hiddleston, and Thor (the first one).
Favorite quote/s that you wish to share with others?
I do love Mika’s lyrics in Rio: “Maybe I’ll be myself when I’m somebody else.”
It really resonates with me, and if I’m going to tattoo any words on my body it’ll be those.
Random fact your mutuals/followers don’t know about you?
When I go cross eyed I can make it look like my eyes move independently like a chameleon’s.
If you’re a writer, do you need a beta reader (say yes so I can be your beta reader 🤭)?
Beta reader, cheerleader, whichever you prefer! I have too many fics on the backburner tbh! Right now I’m trying to wrestle the one where modern AU!Don Malarkey and David Webster met on Grindr, disliked each other too much to actually sleep together, but accidentally become ride or die friends anyway x)
Three things that make you smile?
I’m going to count my cats as only one thing, even though there’s three of them :P
Whenever my students compliment me.
The smell of rain on a hot road or warm grass.
And, because I can: swimming in a river/lake it hot weather.
Any nicknames you like?
I would describe myself as largely indifferent to nicknames on the whole? I’m fine with Matt tbh, I picked it myself and it’s only one syllable so it works x)
I do have two people who refer to me by a (different) nickname though, and I would feel very strange if they stopped ;_;
List some people you love to see around on tumblr!
Well, @almost-a-class-act, who tagged me, is a pretty nice presence :D I'm also always happy to see posts from @formerlyknownas-delight, @liesmyth (enjoying the Italian blogging at the moment even if I don't understand most of it), @lectorel, @nemainofthewater and @talysalankil
Lately, I've also really enjoyed the works of @renegadepublishing, @fuckyeahgoodomens and @atlaculture
What would you do during a zombie apocalypse?
Freeze and try to be as quiet as possible? Probably slowly kill myself with stress over my cats’ wellbeing.
Favorite movie?
The Lord of the Rings trilogy, but also The Adventures of Priscilla: Queen of the Desert.
Do you like horror movies?
No D:
Tag list: @ronsparky @cinnamonmalarkey @1waveshortofashipwreck and whoever else wants to do this :D
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issue 3 of the incomplete guide
looks like tumblr wasn’t a fan of our previous issue - no likes, no comments or anything. but onwards we go anyway!
- the traitors has swept the uk (we hear it’s super popular in the states as well, and obviously it was a hit in its original country, the netherlands). but what about it strikes a chord with us?
- frozen on the west end will close in september, so we’re glad we caught this (again) earlier this month. there’s lots of familiar stuff to it, but don’t expect it to be a cookie-cutter copy of the films - it’s worth a visit!
- the royal rumble’s dust has now settled (poor cm punk, for so many reasons), and a lot of the commentariat has said the entrance songs don’t pop very well since cfo$ left. there’s still plenty of good stock left though - check out our top 5 modern men’s entrance wrestling songs (and don’t worry, the women and a tag-team specific list will join soon - but also, we acknowledge that the acclaimed snuck in here on the merits of max caster)
as ever, we’d actually really like for folks to engage with this, so please feel free to reshare, or let us know in comments what you liked/disliked about this
#The Traitors#The Traitors UK#Frozen#Disney Frozen#Frozen West End#Frozen the Musical#WWE#AEW#NJPW#Royal Rumble#Sami Zayn#The Acclaimed#Max Caster#Anthony Bowens#Cody Rhodes#Downstait#Chris Jericho#Fozzy#It Lives It Breathes#CFO$#John Cena
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How Can All Elite Wrestling Regain Its Momentum?
In the ever-evolving world of professional wrestling, staying at the top isn't a cakewalk. All Elite Wrestling (AEW), a relative newcomer, has made a significant impact since its inception. However, maintaining and regaining momentum in the wrestling industry is a challenge that even the most seasoned promotions face.
One of the cornerstones of AEW's success is its commitment to delivering high-quality wrestling action. However, maintaining momentum can be as challenging as a cage match. According to a Gamerant article, AEW must focus on regaining momentum after setbacks. Just like a wrestler needs to recover from a beatdown, AEW can revitalize its brand by assessing its strengths and weaknesses, learning from past experiences, and building on its signature moves (successful strategies) while evolving to keep fans engaged.
MJF's Candid Perspective On Company Identity
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The self-proclaimed "Salt of the Earth," MJF, brings a unique perspective to the table in a Sportskeeda article. He emphasizes the importance of maintaining the company's identity. Just as MJF finds AEW fitting him like a glove, AEW should ensure that its identity resonates with fans. Staying true to what makes AEW stand out is key in regaining lost momentum.
Strengths, Weaknesses, Opportunities, And Threats (SWOT) Analysis
SWOT via Wrestlenomics
Wrestlenomics offers insight by providing a SWOT analysis. AEW must evaluate its strengths and weaknesses. This SWOT is a little outdated, but by keeping an up-to-date, comprehensive, honest SWAT internally, AEW has a much better chance to regain its competitive edge.
The Power Of Media Relations And Strategic Partnerships
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In a world where perception matters as much as performance, media relations play a pivotal role. Fleishman Hillard's case study highlights how effective media relations strategies can elevate a wrestling promotion. AEW should consider harnessing the power of media to create buzz, increase visibility, and regain lost momentum. After all, in the wrestling industry, it's not just about what happens in the ring but also how it's portrayed outside of it.
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In an article by The Signature Spot, the idea of establishing and maintaining strategic partnerships with other promotions is explored. AEW can learn from this and collaborate with other wrestling organizations to create exciting crossover events and storylines. This can bring fresh energy to its product and attract a broader audience.
Kenny Omega's Blueprint For Greatness
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Finally, let's take inspiration from one of AEW's top stars, Kenny Omega. As outlined in a Muscle and Fitness article, Kenny became elite by going “All In” on his craft. AEW, too, can regain its momentum by pushing boundaries, innovating, and continually striving for excellence. Unfortunately, this is a blueprint Kenny will undoubtedly have to apply again in his battle with diverticulitis.
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Regaining momentum in the wrestling industry is no small feat, but AEW has the tools and talent to achieve it. By embracing the art of momentum regeneration, staying true to its identity, conducting a thorough SWOT analysis, leveraging media relations, building strategic partnerships, and pursuing excellence like Kenny Omega, AEW can reignite the spark and once again dominate the wrestling landscape.
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ROUND 3!
Captain Cori x Marty (caramelstripes)
Maggie x Sienna (deserttacos)
Scooter x Xolo (cheesecakeskateboard)
Trisha x Sarge D Fan (onionluau) [they seem like a similar age range both being 15 maybe?]
Rita x Steven (burgerfizz)
Ripley x Peggy (detectivecowboy)
Perri x Mousse (chocobirds) [Mousse needs someone he's so lonely]
Olivia x Hope (no ship name yet)
Ember x Janana (flamebananas)
Gino Romano x Julep (no ship name yet either)
8/10- i like this one...i feel like marty would constantly post him and her on his social like a flex or smth ( like 'YOOOO LOOK WHO I PULLED' in the captions lmao) , either that or challenge her to random arm wrestling matches in public (and lose terribly)
8/10- cutee! i can see sienna buying cute sweaters for maggie when the weather's cold...sharing cocoa and goofy autumn stuff like that
5/10- mmmmm, don't really rock with this one bc xolo seems like an adult to me, but they could be, acquaintances
4. 2/10- nope. sorry. i never liked sarge fan 💀 and Trishna seems like the type to bully sarge anyhow, but if it really came down to it, she has a sliver of respect for him bc she's cool with radlynn
5. 10/10- I'm sold on this one! I feel like steven would flirt with her constantly and rita would brush it off but secretly love every time he walked into the burgeria (and want to pet his hair)
6. 10/10- This would be awesome! They share the same energy IMO and would be so cute together!
7. 8/10- huh, never considered these two but i can see it. perri would definitely be the one to push mousse out of his comfort zone and mousse would be the one to get her those 75 dollar chocolate boxes on valentine's day
8. 10/10- honestly olivia works with pretty much anyone bc she rocks.. and hope is just a sweetheart in general soo
9. 6/10- these two would be really good friends, but not a couple per se.
10. 1000/10- they'd be ADORABLE together, i can see gino helping her at her shop, but definitely wouldn't be the gardening type 😅
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Linklamont, you gem! How ya been?
Fact #1: I used to be a travel agent and won a free stay at the Waldorf Astoria in Chicago. We couldn't afford to eat there, but we thought we should at least have a drink. At the bar a very drunk businessman bought us about a thousand dollars worth of very nice Champagne, cocktails, and fancy snacks. His friends wanted him to call it a night, but he just wanted someone to have cycle conversations with. "So where you guys from? Portland! Helluva town Portland." 5 minutes later, repeat. He got so drunk, the staff had to kick him out and we snuck out the bar and into the elevators before he started throwing things.
Fact #2: I love horses. Particularly brushing their manes and tails and whispering nice things to them. When people ask what you would do if money were no obstacle and you could do what you want forever, that would be it for me.
Fact #3: I was once in a play where I got stabbed to death. I was wrestling around with the assailant, and she was supposed to hit the bag of dawn dish soap and red food coloring on my shoulder to produce a nice blood spurting effect, but she missed and punched me hard in the center of the chest with the hilt of the knife, and the rolling around on the floor in agony took on a level of unplanned realism. It hurt really bad, but might be the best performance I ever gave.
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