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fiapartridge · 5 months

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wedding bells | quinn hughes

summary: in which y/n and her fiancé, quinn hughes, plan their long-awaited wedding.

request: [...i read invisible string...and it made me think of when they’re actually engaged and planning their wedding...quinn would love cake tasting and picking out the menu...and the bride loves planning the wedding but...[it's] stressful and she wants everything to be perfect. some minor thing goes wrong and she has a bridezilla breakdown moment and quinn is so sweet and calms her down...]

author's note 💌: eeee i love this request!!!! thank u anon for requesting; it's so cute!

cake tasting

“I’ve been waiting for this day since the moment I learned this existed,” Quinn beamed, his eyes fixed on the road as he exited the freeway. His right hand rested gently on your thigh, and you couldn’t help but grin, happy that he finally wanted to be involved in a part of the wedding planning process—even if today was all about cake.

With a playful tilt of your head, a mock tsk of disapproval escaped your lips as Quinn raised an eyebrow. “Shouldn’t you be eating healthy for your game next week? How about I eat the cake and you watch.”

“And watch you live out my dream?” he scoffed. “Yeah, the game’s not that important.”

“That game is gonna secure your spot in the playoffs, Captain,” you smirked, playfully poking his arm. You loved teasing him about his captaincy, like saying Aye aye, Captain whenever he asked you for a favor, or your personal fave, So when does the team give you your honorary eye patch and silver hooky thingy? To which he always responds with, Not that kind of captain, babe.

As Quinn pulled into the bakery’s parking lot, he cupped your cheeks in his hand, his face growing serious, feeling almost like a team huddle. His voice lowered, and his face drew close to yours as he laid out some sort of plan. “I’m gonna eat a lot of cake today, so much that I wore my stretchy pants-”

“Oh, the Lululemon ones that I bought you?” You got them for him as a Christmas gift along with other items. You were happy that he actually wore them outside the house for once.

“Yes those ones, but we need to stay focused.” You nodded intently, totally focused. “Jack is gonna call you later and he’s gonna ask you if I ate any of this cake today, and I’m gonna need you to lie.”

A burst of laughter escaped you. “You want me to lie to Jacky? About you eating cake? During our cake tasting? Because…”

“Because him and Luke have a bet going on that I’m gonna break my diet for this, and Luke said that if he wins we’re splitting the cash 50/50, so I really need you to lie, baby.”

Rolling your eyes, you opened the passenger door, Quinn doing the same on his side. “I really don’t understand you guys. Like, why not just be normal and bet on who’s winning the next Super Bowl or something?”

Quinn wrapped around the front of the car, intertwining his fingers with yours as you approached the bakery’s entrance. “Did that a few years ago, we each lost $700 to Luke.”

“Jesus, you guys are loaded. The last time my family and I had a bet, we each did $10 and whatever old gift card we had stowed away in our wallets. Apparently mine was from 2015 and the place it was for got shut down for rat poisoning? I don’t know,” you shrugged.

As the hours passed and the 20th cake flavor came around, Quinn felt like his stretchy pants were out of stretch, and you felt like you could take a nap right on top of the table. Cakes were not for the weak, let me tell you that.

“I feel like everything tastes the same now,” Quinn struggled to get the words out. Not because he didn’t know what to say, but because he was trying not to heave and talk at the same time.

“I feel like I can’t feel my legs,” you replied, a visible food baby proudly displayed on your belly.

Dipping your finger into the frosting of the pink champagne cake, guaranteed to be the most fanciest cake you’ve ever had, you swiped it across Quinn’s nose. “Oops,” you grinned. “I’m just so full; I must’ve twitched or something.”

Rolling his eyes, Quinn smeared the orange creamsicle cake across your face, as if you were donning eye black and dodging defenders past the 40-yard line.

“Oh, you’re getting it,” you laughed, swiping a finger across the blueberry with graham cracker crumble, a grandma’s dying wish, planting strokes on his chin and forehead. “Aw, don’t you look cute?” you teased.

He smirked, getting impossibly close. It was good that the wedding planner and cake baker were in another room chatting, or else they would probably be yelling at you two to get your hands off each other at once. “Wanna make a bet?”

“Hm, does it involve me losing thousands of dollars?” He shook his head. “Hundreds?” Another shake. “Any money?” One more. “Then you’re on, pretty boy. What’s your proposition?”

“We leave right now and you can lick all of this off in the car-”

“Amy!” you shouted for your wedding planner as she came stumbling into the room, afraid something was wrong. “We have to go; family emergency,” you pouted, really selling it. “I’ll see you next weekend, okay?”

“Oh, yeah, okay!” she nodded. “Take care of the family!”

“Will do!” you shouted, dragging Quinn behind you as if you were Lightning McQueen in any of the Cars movies. Boy, were you quick. Even Quinn was shook and he skated with some of the fastest hockey players around.

“I win,” Quinn whispered, his lips pressed to the crown of your head as you reached the car, pushing him inside.

“Yeah? Kinda seems like I’m the winner.”

the wedding rehearsal

“Oh, don’t you flower girls look cute?” you smiled, drawing your knees to your chest as you bent down to meet them eye-level. “You ready to walk the runway?”

“Daddy said this was a wedding,” Ella, your brother’s daughter, shyly replied, playing with a couple of petals in the basket.

“Wedding shmedding,” you grinned, earning giggles from the little ones. “Think of it as a runway, and you’re the models.”

“What about,” Grace, Brady and Emma’s daughter piped up, “it’s a runway and I’m the airplane?”

“Oh,” you said, eyes widening a bit before breaking into a giggle.

“That works too! Just don’t be afraid, okay? If it makes you two feel any better, Uncle Jacky has to walk the aisle and he can barely skate on two feet.”

“Hey!” Jack popped out of the line forming behind the three of you, a procession of earthy-toned dresses and black-and-white suits ready to rehearse for the big day. The sight made you want to cry. Everyone you ever cared about was here for you and Quinn, for your big day.

It brought you back to the moment you met Quinn, the moment your life truly began. You were friends with Emma, having met in college at Boston University where you also met Brady. You had just gotten out of a year-long relationship and were stressed over midterms, so Emma suggested that you get a “sex-tox” — a detox involving, well, sex. It sounded perfect at the time. Fuck a stranger, never see them again, release some stress, and live your best life.

But that’s kind of hard to do when that stranger is Quinn Hughes. You fell in love with him the moment Brady introduced you. Maybe it was the way his hand lingered in yours for a just a second longer than what’s considered a “normal” handshake, or maybe it was the way his eyes followed you throughout the bar like he was scared that you would come back to the table with another guy’s arm draped over your shoulder, or maybe it was the way he said your name, like it was made for his lips and his voice.

He was just so perfect and now you were marrying him. It all felt so much like a dream, like you’ll wake up one day and everything will be gone. But when you see Quinn laughing with his groomsmen, his eyes immediately finding yours, his arms flying around your body, hundreds of whistles and hoots coming from everyone around you as you tuned them out, your attention solely placed on the man you’ll be able to call your husband as little as tomorrow, you know that this is real, and he is yours, and this is peace.

the wedding day

This is a disaster. The centerpiece flowers are sky blue instead of columbia, your grandma wants to trade seats with William Nylander because she has this newfound obsession with Mitch Marner which would put William Nylander with your grandpa and the weird uncle that always gets way too drunk at weddings but will never admit that he has an alcohol problem, chalking it up to a “one time thing.” Even though we all know that he’s gonna do it again at the next wedding! And to top the shit-cake that is this day, your wedding planner decided to be selfish and break her water overnight, so now she’s in the hospital trying to push a tiny human out of her uterus while you’re here trying not to physically strangle every single person that comes to you with a question.

You were tired, and nervous, and your makeup looks terrible, and you feel bloated, and you don’t feel pretty enough to walk down that aisle, and you don’t feel pretty enough to be with Quinn, and why would he want to be with a girl that can’t even plan her own damn wedding correctly? And you just feel…defeated.

“Hey, Y/N,” Luke bounced through the door of your bridal suite, his hand hovering over his eyes.

“You don’t have to cover your eyes, Luke, you’re not the groom,” you muttered, fiddling with the ends of your hair.

“Right,” he chuckled nervously. “Um, so there’s a problem.”

You closed your eyes, sighing. You felt like your head might explode. What else are we going to add to this ginormous shit storm of a day? Let me guess, Cole already got shit-faced at the mini bar, or Nico got lost on the way here and that car held Jesper, Holtz, and Dougie, or oh! Did your brother get into conversation with Trevor on how he can perfect his alley-oop if he substituted Milano with him? Seriously, what else can get worse than this?

“We can’t find Quinn.”

You’re gonna throw up. Are you already throwing up? Because there’s this tingly feeling that’s bubbling in your throat, and you don’t know if it’s from the copious amount of champagne you consumed last night or the urge to find Quinn and murder him with your bare hands. I think it’s the latter.

Before Luke could say anything else, you dashed towards the door, his calls fading behind you. You didn’t know if you were running to find Quinn or to escape this hell hole for yourself. Maybe Quinn was onto something. Maybe this was a bad idea. I mean, were you that naive to believe that someone like Quinn would actually want to marry someone like you?

With your shoes discarded, you found solace on a rock overlooking a small lake near the venue. Your once pristine white gown was now engulfed in the grass, your disheveled hair was poking out of its metal claw clip, your mascara was noticeably smudged, and the tears wouldn’t stop streaming down your face no matter how hard you tried to stop it. You were nervous about the wedding, but I guess it doesn’t matter anymore since the groom is apparently missing and nothing else is working out. Ha! Now they don’t even have a bride. This is terrific.

With crunching leaves, you heard a small, “Hey,” behind you.

You turned slowly to find Quinn, the man of the hour, finally present. You didn’t say anything, fearing that your words would come out with a choke. You couldn’t stop crying.

Quinn settled down on the rock next to you. “I’m sorry for leaving like that, I just—had to clear my head for a bit. I’m a little nervous.”

“Are you getting cold feet?” you mumbled, scared to hear his answer. You knew he loved you, but you also knew that he would put people’s feelings way above his own. You didn’t want to marry him if he was having doubts.

He shook his head. “No.” His hands found yours amid the puffiness of your dress. “I don’t have a single doubt in my mind that you’re the woman I want to marry.”

“So why-”

“There’s like 300 people out there waiting to see us get married, and Jack’s already talking about us having a kid in the next couple months, and—it’s a lot, you know? You?”

You furrowed your brows. “Me, what?”

“Getting cold feet?”

You shook your head. “I’m tired,” you admitted, your voice breaking. “I feel like everything’s going wrong today. Amy’s out having a baby, the flowers are the wrong shade of blue, Grandma wants to sit next to Mitch Marner, I thought you left, and-”

“Hey, hey, hey,” Quinn cupped your face, wiping your tears with his thumbs, just as he has done time and time before. The gesture never fails to give you a sense of comfort. “Years from now, when we’re old and living in a house in the suburbs, and you’ll probably have an orange tabby cat on your lap, and we’ll be telling stories to our grandchildren about our wedding day, we’re not gonna remember the color of the flowers, or who sat next to Marner, or any of that, okay?”

You nodded.

“We’re gonna remember you and me. We’re gonna remember how much I love you. And we’re probably gonna remember us sitting on rocks, stalling our own wedding day.”

A giggle escaped you because this was all so ridiculous. Quinn was right; you’re not gonna remember everything that went wrong. You and Quinn—that’s all that matters.

You pressed a long, innocent, and probably salty kiss on his lips. He saw you in your wedding dress, a superstitious hockey player breaking a centuries-long superstition, but for once, you didn’t care.

“You ready to get married?” Quinn grinned, holding his hand out to you.

You nodded, taking his hand. “I’m ready.”

#quinn hughes #quinn hughes imagine #quinn hughes x reader #quinn hughes angst #quinn hughes fluff #vancouver canucks

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antimatterz · 11 months

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Help I had an idea

What if with a self aware blade that their yn wants to pull for him but ended up losing pity instead of getting blade and they are too sad because they want to get blade

losing the 50/50 on his banner

blade x gn!reader

summary: you warp for blade but lose the 50/50.

cw. self-aware au, slightly possessive blade

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your heart was pounding as your gaze rested on the number of stellar jades you owned. you've saved up a lot for his release, but was it enough? your next five-star wasn't guaranteed to be the one promoted, or, in other words, you had to win the 50/50 in order to get him. that simple fact made you nervous.

"to be honest, i'm terrified," you admitted.

"aww, you want me to join your team that badly?" blade teased lightly. (but in fact, he wanted to come home to you just as badly, he just doesn't admit it).

"you know how much i want you," you sighed, and blade smirked.

"do you realize how that sounds?" he asked, amused.

"shut up," you laughed, your hand hovering over the button that would allow you to do your first ten-pull on blade's banner. "should i warp? i'm losing my shit here."

"go on," blade encouraged you, leaning back with a grin still on his face. "wait for gold, and i'll be with you."

"you don't know," you corrected him. "i have to beat the 50/50 first."

the male fell silent, because he knew you were right. nothing he would say or do would affect that matter. it all came down to sheer luck.

well, procrastinating wouldn't magically increase your luck, maybe you just had to get it over with. you glanced at blade one last time, as if that would actually manifest him, and then you hit the warp button. your heart was hammering anxiously – bladie was right, you badly wanted him. you would be absolutely devastated if you were to lose the 50/50. you watched the warp animation (bad luck if you skipped, right?) and you heaved out a breath you didn't realize you were holding when the door flashed a bright purple. no five-star in your first ten-pull. disinterested already, you skimmed through the results and went on to the next pull. once more, it turned purple, and you sighed in disappointment.

you watched your stellar jade count go down rapidly, which wasn't doing good in soothing your anxiety. you didn't have a lot left, but if your calculations were corrent, you were to hit pity soon.

meanwhile, blade was getting impatient and so were you. while you only got a little antsy, the stellaron hunter got quite grumpy as your warps went by unsuccesfully.

"i think i'm almost there," you said, your voice a few octaves higher than it usually was. that was how nervous you were. terrified, actually, now that you were getting closer.

"it better be me," blade hissed, folding his arms.

"it better be you," you agreed with a curt nod.

finally, freaking finally, the door flashed a vivid gold. your heart leapt in your chest, as you closed your eyes and heaved out a heavy sigh. surely, you weren't ready for this, but you had to get through with it. your hands were shaking as you skimmed through the result, and you sucked in a sharp breath when five golden stars sprung onto your screen. this was it!

but it wasn't blade.

your heart sank as you gazed at the standard five-star that appeared on your screen. that wasn't your beloved stellaron hunter. you lost the 50/50. you cursed, though your voice held no anger but only sadness instead. it was enough to let blade know what happened, and he growled.

"who is it," he seethed, cracking his knuckles. "i'm gonna–"

"it's okay," you said softly, more to convince yourself than to soothe the angered stellaron hunter. "it's fine, i actually needed this character, too."

but it wasn't fine. you were upset, to say the least, and you were only trying to cope by lying to yourself. you wanted blade so badly, but instead you got someone else. truth was, you didn't even want them, that was merely a lie to make it seem a little less bad. it wasn't blade, so you were not interested in them at all.

"y/n, listen," blade spoke up, his voice trembling with anger. "i don't care who came home instead, they aren't important. remember you still have a few weeks before my banner ends. i will come home, i promise."

he gazed at you intensely, pressing his hand to his side of the screen. you understood his intention, pressing the palm of your hand to the screen of your device as well. it was as if you were sealing a promise here, and between the threads of sadness that lingered through your being, you found the will to grind like a madman in order to get bladie still.

"you're right, you will come home," you nodded, forcing a smile.

you retreated your hand, closing the warp screen because you had a mission to embark on. and you wouldn't quit before your beloved stellaron hunter was home with you, where he belonged.

#honkai star rail #hsr #honkai #— enyo writes #honkai: star rail #hsr blade #blade hsr #blade honkai #honkai blade #blade x reader #blade honkai star rail #blade imagines #blade imagine #blade headcanons #sahsrau #sahsr x reader #blade x you #blade x y/n

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natsukishinomiyaswife · 8 days

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Oh my goodness hello...👉🏻👈🏻

💬 for Yuliya and Idia🥺👉🏻👈🏻 or maybe Yuliya and Kalim... Either one is fine<33

Hello Mah! ☆

Thank you so much for your ask, and for participating in the ask game I reblogged! ♡

I'll go ahead and do both! Enjoy! ♡

(Also, Yuliya and Idia's ship name is SSR Idliya. I figured I would mention it to avoid confusion when I tag it lol ♡)

Yuliya and Idia:

Yuliya, Idia, and Azul all sit around a table, having gathered for the board game club. Idia and Azul were playing against each other while Yuliya watched, occasionally getting distracted by her phone. She sat up as she clutched it, holding it closer to her face as she made a noise in excitement. They looked up from their game, curious to know what her noise was about. It took a moment before she realized they were staring at her, caught up in whatever she was looking at. She lays her phone on the table, showing a news letter from one of the rhythm games she plays. "The card I've been waiting for is finally coming! I've spent months saving up for it. He looks so good, plus the costume you unlock with it is one of my favorites!" She taps on the screen, revealing the card in question. It's of her favorite character, one they're both familiar with (due to how often she would bring him up) She sighs as she picks her phone back up, holding it close to her chest. "I just need to make sure I win the 50/50, since I don't have enough to guarantee him." Idia has to hold back a laugh as he hears her words, muttering to himself, "Good luck with that." She turns her attention towards him as she gently slaps his shoulder, a small grin coming to his face as her cheeks puff up slightly. "Hey! I know my luck is terrible when it comes to these things...so..." She fiddles with her phone, looking down shyly as her words turn to mumbles. After a moment she looks up at him, meeting his eyes. "When his banner comes, I want you to pull for his card for me." (There will be a sequel to this in a seperate ask, since someone else also requested Yuliya and Idia!) ♡

Yuliya and Kalim:

The party was in full swing, yet the guest of honor was no where to be found, Kalim looking for her. He walked around asking if anyone had seen her, his dorm mates shaking their heads no before moving along. As he was walking he noticed the doors to the balcony were open, making his way over and seeing if anyone was out there. He perked up when he noticed Yuliya standing there, leaning against the rail as she looked out towards the desert. He smiled, laughing lightly as he approached her. "There you are!" She jumps, turning towards him with a hand to her chest. She relaxes once she realizes it's him, a small smile coming to her face. "Oh, Kalim! Sorry, I didn't realize anyone else was out here." "Ahaha, it's alright! What are you doing out here, anyway? You're missing the party!" She hesitates to respond as she turns her attention to the balcony doors, the sounds of people laughing and cheering over loud music coming through. She wrings her hands together as she tries to find her words. "Kalim, I...appreciate the party. Really, I do! But..." She takes a deep breath before continuing. "I would like it if you told me in advance, instead of keeping it a surprise...I need time to mentally prepare myself, especially when it comes to..." The sound of something breaking causes her to flinch, shouts and cheers following soon after. Kalim's expression turns sad as he realizes his mistake, too excited about her arrival to see how uncomfortable she was. "Ah, I'm sorry! This is all my fault! I was just so excited, and I wanted everyone to meet you! Maybe I should have listened to Jamil and skipped the welcome party..." She puts a hand on his shoulder, shaking her head. "It's alright. We haven't known each other long, and I know you meant well. Next time, just...give me a heads up. As soon as possible, preferably." He laughs before agreeing, an idea coming to his mind. "Oh, let me go get us some food! You need to try Jamil's cooking, it's the best!" She looks at him confused. "Don't you want to go back to the party?" "There is no party without you, so I'm moving the party out here! It'll be just us though, so no need to worry!" Her cheeks warm as a smile comes to her face, feeling touched by his thoughtfulness. "I'd like that"

Thank you! ♡

#♡.sheep writes #♡.mah #♡.twst oc #♡.yuliya #♡.ssr idliya

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nolanfa · 3 months

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FTH

Hi! I'm participating in Fandom Trumps Hate this year, in the fancraft bazaar (meaning I'll be offering physical items).

So. I'll be offering a clay medaillon with up to one symbol per face (I can do more than two sides, too, if I make it pyramidal. It will be heavier though). Example of a two-sided medaillon, painted with the Hawkeye symbol on one face and the Winter Soldier one on the other:

Price tiers: - 20 or more: a single-sided medaillon - 30 or more: a double-sided medaillon - 40 or more: a three-sided pyramidal medaillon - 50 or more: a four-sided pyramidal medaillon - 60 or more: a five-sided cylinder (base triangle) medaillon - 70 or more: a six-sided double pyramid medaillon (for example: if you offer 45, you may ask for a single-, double-, or three-sided medaillon)

Bidding form here. See bids here.

More info under the cut

Wait what's FTH:

@fandomtrumpshate is a charity drive centered around the creation of fanworks (fanart, fanfic, services (like betaing or podcasting), etc.; the vast majority of things are fandom-centered but it's not actually a prerequisite); the way it works is: you bid on an auction set up by a participant; on march 9th, the winner is selected; I (let's say you bid on my auction) contact the winner, who then makes a donation of the amount that won the bid to one of the charities on the list, and sends me the proof of donation; I send the proof of donation to fth, contact the winner to check what exactly they want, make it and then send it to them (they pay for the shipping); more info there: https://fandomtrumpshate.tumblr.com/FAQ (look around their blog for the other participants too!)

Timetable:

The example medaillon is already done and will be sent immediately if the highest bidder chooses those symbols. I can make other single- or double-sided medaillons in a couple weeks. For more than two sides, or if you want your medaillon glazed instead of painted, it may take a few months.

Why do you keep saying medaillon, isn't it just a necklace?

I can send it as a necklace (with waxed cotton string and a toggle clasp (the ones shaped like an I and an O) or just a knot) or just the medaillon if you want to hang it on a wall; we can discuss that later: as long as I already have the materials at hand I can do whatever you like best.

Symbols available:

I am mostly into Marvel and DC (and Teen Wolf but I don't think they have clear character-related symbols?), but if you want simple geometrical symbols from other fandoms (or non-fandom) I can do it too (just send me a reference).

Glaze? Paint? What's the difference?

The symbol can be painted on with stained glass-imitation paint, solvent-based. This solution is faster (a couple weeks), since I already have everything on hand. Or it can be glazed (glaze is a glass-like color/material fired at very high temperatures; it is very sturdy: you'll break the medaillon before you manage to scratch it, dilute it, or flake it off; the one I use is shiny). Glaze takes more time (a few months) because I need to make a new clay medaillon, wait for it to dry, get it to the kiln, wait for the kiln people to fire it, add the glaze, and get it to the kiln again for a second firing. The pattern will probably be lightly raised. I have slightly less glaze than paint colors, and black glaze is for now an issue (I can't guarantee it'll look good). For an example of a glazed medaillon I made, see the first picture here: https://nolanfa-shop.fourthwall.com/en-eur/products/medaillons-birds

Shipping - as in sending stuff :) :

I will ask you to cover the shipping costs in addition to the donation. If you win the auction, you'll have to make the donation to the charity of your choice (which is the amount I take into account for the price tiers) and send me the proof of donation, then send me the amount needed for shipping (I'll tell you how much it is depending on where you live).

More questions?

You can contact me at nolanfa (dot) art (at) gmail (dot) com if you have any questions.

#dc #marvel #fth #fandom trumps hate #fanart #fandom #bucky barnes #clint barton #clay #fth 2024 #fandomtrumpshate #fandom trumps hate 2024 #winterhawk #teen wolf

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white-weasel · 4 months

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Saw IV and V thoughts after my Saw Saturday movie viewing experience last night:

Really glad we got some new characters introduced into the series. It breathed a lot of life into things I feel like

Finally got to meet Hoffman and Strahm let’s gooooo! I knew that these were popular characters and honestly they did not disappoint

I cannot believe that John Kramer ate a fucking tape before dying. My friend and I were discussing how he did that so cleanly without gagging or choking and our only explanation is that he’s a throat goat

Rigg’s whole trial was rough man, but it was actually very interesting. Basically “You’re obsessed with saving everyone, so the only way you can win this gauntlet (and save your friends) is to let it go.” I think that this series of traps was MUCH more well done than the series of traps Jeff went through in 3 and they also did each feel like they were testing different aspects of the same “sin” so to speak.

Favorite of those trial traps was probably the one with the husband and wife and them being impaled. I thought it was clever in its theme and its conceit. Sometimes I look at some of these saw traps and go “okay so somebody just thought of the most fucked up thing they could for the shock value” but this was not one of those so I enjoyed that

The iceblock trap though? Amazing idea and execution on that shit. Just the concept of a melting block of ice slowly hanging someone while that melted ice water fills a pool that will eventually touch another person, thereby electrocuting them because there’s a current running through the pool? Very very cool. Plus the added mechanism that kills you if someone (Rigg) walks through the door. Very scary but very good

The puppet still makes me laugh. Him just sitting on the chair before (unfortunately) blowing up at Perez got me. My friend is convinced that I need a little Saw puppet for my apartment now, though I think having the actual thing and seeing it irl might freak me out

Not sure I *needed* to learn more about John’s past before his diagnosis and his descent into becoming Jigsaw, but I also didn’t absolutely hate it. I liked getting to see his ex wife at least and get an insight into his interpersonal relationships

I’m 50/50 split if I like John’s first victim being someone who personally wronged him and ruined his life. On the one hand, I think it does great to kinda show his own hypocrisy in all of this. He says it’s not emotional and these traps are meant to save his victims, and he does at least give him a way out, it did not seem like he really wanted to reform him and that’s interesting to me. On the other hand, I don’t think the movie presents this action or putting him in the trap this way so??? Yeah

My new motto for these movies is “If I don’t see you get murked on screen, you’re still alive somewhere.” Because I was *positive* Eric was dead before they revealed him, but, well, he’s certainly dead now I guess lol

The reveal this movie that it was all taking place at the same time as 3 and that Hoffman is Jigsaw’s apprentice was amazing. Absolutely brilliant, no notes at all

I really liked how Saw 4 and 5 basically felt like a TV show in that they were very obviously meant to be viewed together/feel like one continuous story. I’m assuming that production wise the studio knew that they had 4 and 5 guaranteed so they could leave some stuff for the next movie which I appreciated

(I’m assuming they knew they were at least getting a 6 too because we didn’t get any answers for what was in that box Jill got 👀)

Hoffman carrying that little girl out of the warehouse and being like “We were the only survivors :((“ only for Strahm to get wheeled out on the gurney literally seconds afterwards was so funny

Speaking of, I can’t believe Hoffman didn’t take Strahm’s pen from out of his pocket during the water cube trap. He took all his other stuff but it’s weird he overlooked that. Granted, I doubt that he knew that Strahm would perform a tracheotomy on himself but wow

I liked the backstory we got with Hoffman and how he came to know Jigsaw. The idea of a copycat killer designing his own “trap” but it really just being a way to murder someone he wants revenge on was marvelous. Then the whole part with John kidnapping him and teaching him his ways was also cool

(Hoffman tied up with the shotgun nestled right underneath his neck? Unfortunately kinda hot)

The trap gauntlet for the five people was fine. The first trap I was like “oh my god he’s telling you to all work together! Just go get your keys one by one or have someone get their key, unlock, and then get the next person’s after they’re unlocked” at least for that one though I can see why they panicked. The second one they had no excuses lol I literally said out loud “you can definitely fit at least two people in a cubby hole”. That one seemed sooo obvious, too obvious to at least not give it a try. I didn’t totally hate the set up though, just moreso me getting mad at horror movie characters lmao

And I get Hoffstrahm now lmao. Saw IV I was like “? They barely interacted what’s this?” And then we got the whole cat and mouse game in Saw V and went “Oh yup. There it is. Theres the dynamic.” Especially with the whole glass coffin bit at the end

Speaking of the glass coffin I loved that scene. Just the wasy Strahm shoves Hoffman into the coffin and you can see Hoffman start to gloat and taunt Strahm from behind the glass because he’s sealed his own fate? Amazing. No notes. I did have to look away at the end of the trap though because watching the Saw movies has taught me I cannot handle broken bones, especially when they are very prominent. As soon as I saw Strahm start pushing on the walls I went “I know where this is going” and dutifully turned my head away

Anyways Hoffman is an interesting new antagonist! I’m curious what’s gonna happen next in this little murder soap opera. Honestly, I hope that Agent Perez gets out of the hospital and fucks up Hoffman. She finds out that Strahm is supposedly Jigsaw, goes “wtf no I could never believe that” and starts trying to pursue the real killer

Current Saw movie ranking (giving this because I gave it to my friend after discussing Saw V and my thoughts on the franchise overall)

Saw (The og and the goat, don’t think anything will really topple this one. I was glued to the screen the entire time and loved how this one really focused on Adam and Lawrence, the people in the trap, rather than the killer himself. I feel a lot of future installments lack compelling trap victims which is kinda a shame)

Saw V (I liked the story of Hoffman in this and the cat and mouse between Hoffman and Strahm a lot)

Saw IV (This was a really well done trap gauntlet for the main portion of the plot and the ending reveal was so awesome. Lots of adrenaline pumping for this one, but it did get lowered because I’m still meh on a lot of the John Kramer additional backstory stuff atm)

Saw II (Saw II gave me so many issues ranking it because the final reveal was PHENOMENAL but the main game portion didn’t always work for me. I did like the idea of Eric’s game of just having to wait out the clock but I kinda count that as being a part of the final reveal and thus it can’t elevate the whole movie. There’s potential this and Saw IV could flip flop depending on my moods. This one just has higher highs but lower lows for me)

Saw III (I liked Amanda getting tested and the whole ending with the chain reaction of violence/death, but that’s about it. The main traps in this game did not do it for me, nor did the story connecting those traps. This one also just really felt that they needed to escalate the traps for escalation’s sake rather than to tell a compelling story, which I know is probably a dumb complaint for the gory trap horror franchise but idk I just didn’t like it)

#saw #saw franchise #saw series #sawposting #saw iv #saw v #white weasel talks #I scream about Saw

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Holger Badstuber Column

Hello football fans!

I regularly get goosebumps at the end of April. And it has nothing to do with the capricious weather, but with the fact that I always remember that breathtaking evening at the Santiago Bernabéu. I see the pictures on social media and I'm right back on the pitch: As a Bayern professional, I'm standing in the center circle, watching Manuel Neuer fill the goal. Finally, we tear off our jerseys in jubilation and celebrate reaching the final dahoam with our fans. The penalty shoot-out against Real Madrid was pure madness, unbelievable, one of the most emotional moments of my active career. It also reminds me how much I still love football.

Top German teams are among the international elite

The fact that three German teams - FC Bayern, Borussia Dortmund and Bayer 04 Leverkusen - are currently in the semi-finals of the Champions League and Europa League respectively is immensely important for the Bundesliga, which has been much ridiculed of late. Farmers League my ass. Internationally, top German teams are among the elite this year because they don't let themselves down after setbacks, but chase high ambitions with ambition and hard work. We reap what we sow!

Now FCB will face the "royals" again - and just like in 2012, the teams will meet as equals, with Manuel Neuer and Thomas Müller from my team back then still involved. Toni Kroos and David Alaba are playing for Real. It's a classic 50:50 game.

It will be a tough head-to-head race

With both teams unable to play at their absolute best due to injury problems, form on the day will be more crucial than ever - it's the momentum that counts. There will be scenes within the game - certain duels, the play against the ball, the quality of the finishing - that can be decisive. It is important for Bayern that they do not lose the first leg in their own stadium. And: Whoever dominates the midfield will make it to the final.

It feels like Real are more stable there with Kroos, Modric, Valverde and Bellingham. Another point in Real's favor is that they have only conceded 22 goals in the league after 33 games, whereas Bayern have already conceded 38 after 31 games. The Real structure is more stable. On the other hand, FCB are more dangerous in attack with Kane, Musiala and Sané and have regained a certain self-confidence after winning four competitive matches in a row. If every single player performs at 100 percent, Bayern will advance to the final.

BVB's chances are also good. PSG are guaranteed to have respect for the "CL face" of Borussia, and the fact that the first leg takes place in front of the "yellow wall" is no disadvantage. The momentum from the game against Atléti is still palpable. BVB can do a lot in front of a home crowd, I assume that they will win at home and go into the second leg with a broad chest

Emotional final for fans

However, this requires good communication between the players in order to keep the lines compact. They also have to constantly annoy PSG's biggest threat, Kylian Mbappé, and stand on his feet. He is easier to pick off in confined spaces. The fans will be hot.

#holger badstuber #fc bayern münchen #borussia dortmund #ucl 23/24

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cuppimagines · 2 years

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A Car Crash Started this

I CRANKED THIS OUT surprisingly faster than my usual stuff, probably out of passion, so have some old scumbag lawyer rimjobs!

Word count: 2k

This was the worst fucking day you could’ve had this month

You were on your way to work, when some asshole had completely totaled the backseat of your car. You were bruised a bit impacting the wheel so hard, but fine to walk and get yelled at by the guy who slammed into your car as if YOU were at fault that he was impatient on the road. And then he threatened to sue. Judging by how much more expensive his car was compared to yours, you knew a few things: he came from money, he was a spoiled brat, and he was used to getting his way. You almost wanted to fold then and there, but no, this was too rough an accident to just sit by and do nothing.

Only problem was, now you had to find a lawyer.

You'd never been in this situation before, and research was rough, but luckily, a coworker had known about your predicament. She texted you a picture of a business card. Law Offices of Landon Callahan.

“He’s on the pricier side, but he’s a damn good lawyer, just tell him the issue and it’s a guaranteed win on your side.”

You were skeptical, just a bit. Maybe your coworker was friends with this guy, and just wanted to give him a good word, but this was gonna be a good starting point, and time was running out. You needed a lawyer and needed one soon, so with that, you called the number on the business card.

—

Oh Christ.

Maybe it was a mistake coming to this guy.

Your friend gave you a good recommendation for this guy, but good lord was his office something else. An office space the size of a small apartment, and as sleek and well taken care of as a CEO’s high rise office space. And all the plaques lining the wall, how many do you need to even earn?! All looked pretty well cleaned and fresh, like they were just administered yesterday. But the man himself was a different story altogether.

Mr. Callahan was a man in his early 50s, he seemed to have a hair transplant judging by an old image sitting on his desk compared to now, and even a bit of tanning. His suit looked expensive, well pressed, and he had a ring on every other finger on both hands. But his smile, man it seemed to unsettle you a little bit. Like it was just a permanent stapled on part of him now. Either it was completely cheesily fake, or he was just downright awful at being charismatic.

“Miss?” he spoke up, taking you out of your daze.

“Oh, yes, I’m just here to see your rates,” you spoke back up. “I had a coworker recommend me to you. You see, recently, I got in a pretty nasty accident. I’m kinda worried however…the guy who totaled my car looked like he came from money, and he was intent on suing me for everything I owned.”

“Oh, oh I’ve met those types before,” Mr. Callahan chuckled. “I’ve had bastards like ‘em fold like a piece of paper in a hydraulic press. And you seem like an honest, upstanding young lady. Rest assured I am determined to get you settled.” His smile actually seemed to falter as he continued, and his eyes seemed to be scanning you as you sat there.

“But I’m not cheap, we can make sure to discuss payment after we win the lawsuit, but I still need at least one payment up front, I’m a pretty well sought after fella, if you catch my drift~!” The way his voice lowered and he looked at you almost made you want to roll your eyes.

“Well…I seem to have no choice,” you sighed. “I’m willing to pay, I’ll see what I can-” Mr. Callahan held up a finger to interrupt you.

“I didn’t say you had to pay money for our little arrangement,” he said. “I can provide my services for no starting fee at all. But I need a favor from you before we fully settle this deal.” You actually smiled hearing that, your posture getting straighter and your eyes widening at that. Maybe your friend was right to recommend this man!

“Yes! Yes of course! If I can do that, then…perfect!” Though, you did get nervous when you heard the guy’s low, slow chuckling at your enthusiasm. It even somehow sent a chill down your spine at the slight tonal shift.

“Ohhhh peerrrrfect~!” he purred. “Now, do me a favor, and lock the door.”

“Uh, huh?”

“Go on, can’t have anybody walking in for what’s about to happen.” From the tone of his voice, and what he asked of you, you knew where this was going, and at first you hesitated as you went up to lock the door. That is, until you turned around back to Mr. Callahan.

Oh, for a guy his age, as he stood up from his desk, you could see that his body in that suit of his was rather tight fitting, and that underneath he had some muscle to him. Not to mention his thighs seemed close to bursting out those slacks.

“You’re starin already~,” Mr. Callahan smirked. “Now I really like havin pretty young things like yourself come to my office, you dames always get the best deals so long as you just get on your knees for me~.”

“Like- like giving you a blowjob….?” you asked, your voice trailing off near the end.

“Nnnnot exactly…” Mr. Callahan unbuckled his pants and pulled them down, and your eyes got even wider seeing the massive thighs of the lawyer more exposed for you, as well as the monster he had between his legs. From the size, even soft, there was no way you could take that full thing in your mouth. As you were staring, he bent over nice and low on his desk, and he curled his finger, motioning for you to come closer.

“Get behind my desk, sugar~.”

You meekly nodded, and quickly shuffled behind the lawyer, and paused.

“Wait…do you want me to?” “Do I hafta spell it out? Bend over behind me and eat my ass like you’re starving, sweetheart!” He raised his voice a bit at that, and that got you on your knees behind him. Hoo boy, Mr. Callahan certainly had the body, and his ass wasn’t an exception.

It was a nice balance of nice and sculpted, but soft and large enough for your fingers to sink right into it. You had to spread him apart, slowly poking your tongue out, and the second it pressed up against his hole, you could feel Mr. Callahan shiver with pleasure.

“Cmon now…don’t tease me dollface….” he moaned. “Get niiiice and deep in there…” And that you tried to do, at his command your tongue swirled around the tight pucker he had, until your tongue slipped in…easier than you thought it would. You kept your arms wrapped around his thighs, and the second you started realizing how to do this, did you hear Mr. Callahan above you moaning softly under his breath, while muttering and moaning pet names for you like “Darling” and “sweetpea.”

“Mmm?” You could only muffle out sounds asking for approval, and by god you got it when Mr. Callahan leaned back even further against you, and you had to tilt your head back to try and not fall over. Mr. Callahan’s cock was barely touched by either of you, and yet it was stiff as a board, and twitching in excitement and pleasure.

“Lay down sweetheart, lay down!” he ordered. You had to pull away from him, but did lay down on the, thankfully carpeted floor. You didn’t even get a chance to get a nice breath in before Mr. Callahan brought his ass down on you, and just like that, you could hardly breathe as you were smothered underneath him, but you wouldn’t have wanted it any other way at that point.

It was hard to breath, nowhere to go, but still your tongue was oh so easily penetrating him, swirling around inside of him. Mr. Callahan actually started breaking a sweat, and shakily started removing his suit jacket and shirt on top of that. Once he was completely bare, clothes just carelessly tossed to the side, he really started grinding into you, moving and grinding his ass on your face in a way you didn’t think this much older man even knew how to do, but by god did it excite you, even having your legs pressed together for friction.

Mr. Callahan took notice, and even though he was distracted by your amazing tongue, he spread your legs apart and brought a hand up your skirt.

“I’m not selfish sweetheart- and- ahhh fuck- and by god you’re really doing something to me! I gotta make you feel good in return…” You gasped, feeling his large, rough hands rub circles around your clit through your panties. The moaning that started from your mouth just got Mr. Callahan even more excited, as those soft muffled moans felt oh so good against your tongue already penetrating him. That got even stronger once one of his massive fingers pushed past your walls, stretching you out already. If you could speak, or even breathe, you would start begging for more, for him to keep going. He really was determined to make you feel just as good as you’re making him feel.

“You like that, don’t you sweetheart~?” Mr. Callahan moaned. “You’re already a soaking fucking mess~! You- ah- you’re one of the best clients I’m gonna have, I can tell~!” You moaned even louder underneath of him, bucking your hips against his hand rather weakly, the air leaving your lungs, but while you were lightheaded and swamped with pleasure, your tongue got just deep enough, hit just right where Mr. Callahan shot up straight, body stiffening, but still trying to keep his fingers inside you.

“God, god, god fucking dammit darlin!!!” he moaned. “Keep at it, for the love of god, please…!” His fingers worked faster, rougher, you could feel a second finger stretch you out further while your tongue explored the lawyer’s ass in more ways than you thought you could do. He moaned, pleaded, grinded against you, and eventually pressed further against your face as he came, your clothes getting covered in his cum while his fingers were still deep inside you. You thought he would allow you to breathe at that point, but no. His fingers were still inside you, thrusting at such a rapid pace, all the while you were losing air. That still didn’t stop you from tightening your thighs around his hand, moaning a weak, muffled moan as you came all over him. And only then, could you finally get a nice breath of fresh air.

Mr. Callahan had to clench the desk in order to not just fall over then and there, and in turn, you tried to get up yourself. Oh wow, now you could see him fully naked. He was definitely quite the man under that stuffy lawyer suit after all, you didn’t expect a lawyer of all things to be so well built.

“Christ…oh sweetheart that felt good…” he panted, all while shakily trying to sign a document. “You got me on your case…just make sure you take that coat with you when you leave, I uh…I did a number on those cute little clothes of yours…” You almost had a smile spread across your face, seeing exactly how exhausted and shaky you left Mr. Callahan. It was such an accomplishment, seeing this older man completely exhausted and in bliss after all that.

“So…do I meet with you next week?”

“Yep, and by the end of this month…” he tried to regain his composure, and soon had that same cheesy smile on his face just like the beginning.

“...by the end of this month, that bastard’s gonna be completely fucking broke.”

#nsft txt #nsft text #cuppimagines

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'Since winning the Best Actor Oscar in 2019, Rami Malek’s career has taken a turn for the… less Oscar-winning. Perhaps it’s because he received that honor for the much-maligned Bohemian Rhapsody, a film whose accolades astounded and annoyed critics aplenty. But subsequent roles in films like Bond entry No Time to Die and last year’s box-office flop Amsterdam were either similarly criticized or, in the case of the latter, far from substantial to start with.

When he silently popped up an hour or so into Oppenheimer, then, it seemed like the latest meager appearance from a once-buzzy actor. (By 2019, he’d already won an Emmy, a Golden Globe, and an Oscar.) That Malek ends up starring in one of the film’s most searing, powerful moments came as a gigantic surprise. And it was a welcome one—J. Robert Oppenheimer (Cillian Murphy) had his own unqualified win, all thanks to Malek’s Dr. Hill.

As Hill, Malek plays one of the scientists working on the Manhattan project, albeit not with Oppenheimer directly. Instead, he works with Dr. Enrico Fermi (Danny Deferrari) at a lab in Chicago. While Fermi’s team create the nuclear reactor, both Fermi and Hill remain steadfast about the atomic bomb not being used directly on cities.

Despite holding this belief, Malek’s Dr. Hill is a man of almost no words. Instead, he mostly appears alongside Fermi, trying to offer Oppenheimer a petition to look at: the Szilárd petition, which 70 scientists signed and sent to President Truman in protest of bombing the Japanese. The two times that this occurs, however, Oppenheimer knocks Hill’s hand away in frustration. It’s a humbling role for Malek, as he is seen primarily as a minor annoyance in his scant appearances.

For much of the runtime, Malek’s Oppenheimer performance was so small as to almost appear like the result of a Faustian bargain. Yes, he could be in one of the guaranteed biggest movies of the year, but only if he agreed to keep his mouth shut the entire time. By the second time he showed up and said nothing, I openly laughed. Unpopular Best Actor winners stay losing, I guess.

Except that in Oppenheimer, this oft-mocked Best Actor honoree reminds us how he managed to collect all those awards in the first place. Malek holds his tongue for much of the film, only to let it rip as the film reaches its denouement—set years after he was but a petition-holding no-name in Oppenheimer’s periphery.

Oppenheimer’s structure includes two parallel timelines: one following the journey of the physicist’s horrible creation, the other following the events surrounding Lewis Strauss’s (Robert Downey, Jr.) congressional confirmation hearing. He was up for a Cabinet position in Eisenhower’s White House, a long-held dream of his that he’s been masterminding for years. The film builds up to revealing why Strauss is such a meaningful figure in Oppenheimer’s life: Strauss conspired to have Oppenheimer named as a communist, based on his petty dislike for the man. Being that this was the mid-’50s, such a claim was among the worst possible accusations a government employee could face.

The film establishes this as a thrilling courtroom drama, in which we root for the beleaguered “father of the atom bomb”—something that, at that point, is otherwise hard to do. We know that much of what he’s being accused of is neither relevant to his scientific achievements nor accurate; the assertion that Oppenheimer opposed the hydrogen bomb so as to set the Soviets up for a win against the States was a clear falsity.

Strauss himself admits to his aide, played by Alden Ehrenreich, that his great dislike for Oppenheimer encouraged him to help get the scientist’s government clearance revoked and effectively end his career. But he’s a charmer, and public opinion has long soured on Oppenheimer; Strauss’ confirmation for the Cabinet seems all but assured—until Dr. Hill is brought in to testify at the hearing.

Hill shows up to quietly, confidently, clearly call out Strauss for his wrongdoing. As the then-chairman of the Federation of American Scientists, his word held clout—so when he said that Strauss’ unfair damnation of Oppenheimer stoked the ire of the entire scientific community, it meant something. Malek’s typically measured cadence lends his performance a rousing gravitas, especially from a character who had up to this point been a distracting piece of wallpaper. Sitting before Congress, Malek’s Hill offers a searing indictment of Strauss, the character we have come to learn is Oppenheimer’s villain, all in a scant two minutes.

To tout Malek as a surprise witness at Oppenheimer’s turning point feels like the film showing all of its cards in the eleventh hour. It’s made more effective by the fact that his presence was felt before, albeit for the opposite reason. As Hill, he was largely a nonentity in Oppenheimer’s crew. In his one big scene, in which he forcefully shames Strauss for manipulating Hill’s fellow scientists into affirming Oppenheimer’s alleged communism, his presence is impossible to ignore; if he had more lines as an even smaller part of the large ensemble, perhaps his damning piece of testimony would have felt like less of a secret weapon.

This heel turn was especially striking, considering that Hill’s opinion of Oppenheimer seemed less positive beforehand. The physicist had repeatedly rejected Hill, who openly opposed the government’s use of Oppenheimer’s greatest invention.

Thanks to Hill, the film tells us, Strauss doesn’t get the Cabinet position he so badly wants—a win as much as any in a movie like Oppenheimer. And it’s the first career win Malek’s had in a while too: a moment in the spotlight that elicits gasps, applause, and a deserved heaping of praise.'

#Rami Malek #David Hill #Lewis Strauss #Robert Downey Jr.#Oppenheimer #No Time to Die #Amsterdam #Oscar #Cillian Murphy #Enrico Fermi #Danny Deferrari

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context for the bidoof post? i dont know anything about competitive pokemon

Certainly. So, first you need to know about Smogon. Smogon is basically the largest unofficial competitive pokemon site and tournament organization. They host the online Pokemon Showdown battle simulator, and they are effectively the best place to play competitive 6v6 singles (one pokemon out at a time, you win when all six of your opponent's pokemon faint). Smogon divides pokemon into tiers based on usage in said tiers. If I recall correctly, the metric is something like, in an average day of playing competitive pokemon in a specific tier, if there is more than a 50% chance you will see a given pokemon at least once, then it belongs in that tier. If a pokemon is assigned to a tier, then it cannot be used in any tier underneath the one its in. That pokemon is free to be used in tiers above its current tier, though. This ensures that people can use a wide variety of pokemon competitively. The two tiers that people talk about the most are Ubers and OU, which are basically the two highest tiers. Certain pokemon, moves, strategies, and abilities can also be specifically banned from a tier after testing and being put to a vote. I think this is enough info to talk about Bidoof now.

So, saying "Bidoof got banned from Ubers" involves a little bit of hand-waving, but it make a better narrative if the pokemon that is such a meme that the official Pokemon Company made a Rickroll parody video about it gets banned. What really got banned was the ability Moody. In Gen 5, hidden abilities were introduced, and some of them were busted. One of these busted abilities was Moody. At the end of every turn, a pokemon with Moody will randomly raise one of its stats by two stages, and then lower another stat by one stage. The possible affected stats (for Gen 5, Moody got changed in a later generation) are Attack, Special Attack, Defense, Special Defense, Speed, Evasion, and Accuracy. For those first five, a +2 boost is the equivalent of doubling the stat. A +2 to evasion raises your dodge rate to 40%. A +2 to accuracy raises your hit rate to 166%. So, even getting one Moody boost is huge. The obvious end goal with a Moody pokemon is to keep them out as long as possible, because you are basically guaranteed to get them to +6 in every stat, since Moody doesn't try to increase stats that are already at +6. A +6 to everything quadruples those first five stats, increases your dodge rate to 66% (you get diminishing returns), and triples your hit rate.

Here's the general setup for a Moody pokemon. Take a Bibarel or a Glalie, give it leftovers and teach it Protect and Substitute. You want these two because they are generally fast enough to outspeed the slow meta picks of Gen 5. You could use Octillery or Smeargle, but you probably want Smeargle doing something else, and Octillery basically has to roll the +2 speed first turn. Send out your pokemon of choice. Have it use Protect first turn to get a free Moody boost. If you outspeed the opponent's Pokemon, use Substitute. If the Substitute breaks that same turn, use Protect again and repeat the cycle. If it doesn't use an attacking move. Before you get to the point where you cannot use Substitute anymore, you should have, like 13 Moody boosts. Also, if any of the Moody boosts have affected Defense, Special Defense, or Evasion, the longevity of your substitute doll increases, because it takes damage based on your defenses and dodges based on your evasion. The longer each substitute lasts, the more turns you can stall for Moody boosts with the HP recovery of leftovers. Essentially every battle with a Moody pokemon devolved into them stalling until they rolled enough evasion to dodge most attacks, defense to survive attacks, or attack and speed to defeat all other pokemon before they could attack.

In Gen 5 competitive battles, Pokemon running Moody were quickly banned from OU to Ubers and then banned entirely because they made the game too luck-based. Smogon had already banned evasion raising moves, and Moody was just asking to be banned given that you could get not only evasion, but every other stat too. So this brings us back to the Bidoof issue. Here's the thing: most of the time, when Moody wasn't banned, you weren't actually seeing Bidoof. You were seeing Bibarel. On rare occasions, however, some people would run both Bidoof and Bibarel to get around the species clause. Also, even after Moody was banned, you could still use Bidoof so long as it had one of its other abilities. Despite all this, though, Bidoof did have Moody, which got banned, and saw some use with Moody before it was banned, giving the statement, "Bidoof was banned from Ubers" at least some kernel of truth to it

#pokemon #bidoof #smogon #garreg mach advice box #long post #this kind of went on a lot longer than I thought it would #but its important to remind everyone why moody clause is a thing #also did you know that they briefly unbanned it? it was because it no longer raised evasion or accuracy #people thought the evasion was the issue; it wasn't the issue was that you could get to +6 so easily

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Maybe if Mrs Fitch wants women to “have it all” and not choose abortion for careers she should focus on passing paid maternity leave for American mothers.

In September 2021, Mississippi's chief legal officer sat down for an interview with Pro-Life Weekly, a Catholic television programme featuring anti-abortion activists.

Lynn Fitch looked how she almost always does during public appearances: dyed-blonde hair blow-dried straight and neat, tasteful jewellery and a monochrome suit, this time in powder blue.

The attorney general was there to celebrate. The United States Supreme Court had just announced the date it would hear her state's challenge to Roe v Wade, the 1973 ruling that has, for the nearly 50 years since, served as a nationwide guarantee to abortion access.

The case, Dobbs v Jackson Women's Health Organization, centres on a Mississippi law that would ban abortion after 15 weeks of pregnancy, even in cases of rape or incest. Under Ms Fitch's direction, the state asked the Supreme Court to uphold the law and slash the landmark Roe v Wade decision in the process. A ruling is expected this month. A leaked draft suggests it is likely that Mississippi's ban will be upheld, paving the way for other states to also outlaw abortion.

Ms Fitch - who declined to be interviewed - had argued that overturning Roe v Wade would be "game-changing", "uplifting" women by eliminating what she described as a false choice between family and career.

"Fifty years ago, for professional women, they wanted you to make a choice. Now you don't have to," she said on Pro-Life Weekly. "You have the option in life to really achieve your dreams, your goals, and you can have those beautiful children as well."

If she wins the case, and Roe v Wade falls, some 40 million women may lose access to abortion, pro-choice advocates warn. It could also make Ms Fitch, a single working parent of three, a Republican superstar and poster-child for her own argument: modern women don't need abortion to have it all.

Abortion was not always an animating theme of Ms Fitch's political career. When she first took public office, as Mississippi state treasurer in 2011, she pushed for legislation that would guarantee men and women were paid equally.

Her convictions were shaped in many ways by her upbringing, and especially her experiences as a single mother, says Hayes Dent, a long-time friend and colleague, who ran her first political campaign.

When Mr Dent first met Ms Fitch, she had just been named executive director of the Mississippi State Personnel Board, a state agency, by then-governor Haley Barbour. Mr Dent was immediately impressed.

"Having been around every major political figure in Mississippi for 40 years, I could just tell: she's going to run," Mr Dent said. "And when she pulls that trigger, she's going to be successful."

It wasn't for another couple of years that she did, launching a campaign for state treasurer.

Whens he launched her first political campaign, for state treasurer in 2011, "she was an underdog," said Austin Barbour, a national GOP strategist (no relation to former Governor Barbour).

Mr Dent, who had kept tabs on Ms Fitch, reached out to her in the middle of that 2011 cycle and asked to come on board her campaign.

"I said 'Look, I think you can win this race,'" he recalled.

She accepted, and the two ran an ambitious campaign, even driving the length of the state in a day, making a handful of different stops and placing fundraiser calls in the hours between.

"Her attitude was 'what is the task at hand,'" Mr Dent said. "It'd be like 'Look, we've gotta go to the tobacco spitting festival.' And she'd do great! She wouldn't spit tobacco, but she was great."

The only reason Ms Fitch would turn down a campaign event was her kids, cutting out early to make a school basketball game or parent-teacher conference.

She was a natural campaigner, but fundraising lagged, so Mr Dent asked her father for a personal donation.

Bill Fitch still lived in Holly Springs, the small, rural town near the state's northern edge where Ms Fitch spent most of her childhood.

Her father had inherited land on the historic Galena Plantation and used the sprawling 8,000-acre property to restore the family farm, turning it into a premier quail hunting destination. The late Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia, and Mississippi governors Barbour and Phil Bryant, became frequent guests.

Visitors of Fitch Farms could elect to stay in the former home of Confederate general and first grand wizard of the Ku Klux Klan, Nathan Bedford Forrest, which Mr Fitch had bought and transported onto the property.

Ms Fitch has told local media of "special" childhood memories at her father's farm, riding horses and hunting quail.

As a teenager, she was the "prototypical popular girl", Mr Dent said. "Leader, cheerleader, athletic, the whole nine yards," he said.

She went to the University of Mississippi, joined a sorority and graduated with a degree in business administration and later in law.

When Mr Dent drove to her father's farm to make his pitch for a campaign donation, he said: "I told him if I left there with a big cheque, she was going to win".

She won, and then won again four years later, securing a second term as state treasurer.

In this office, she targeted state debt, expanded access to financial education in the state, and advocated for equal pay laws (Mississippi remains the only state that does not ensure equal pay for equal work between men and women).

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And she developed her knack for connecting to voters, leaning on both her Holly Springs upbringing and an apparent ease in the public eye.

In interviews and campaign videos, Ms Fitch looks preternaturally poised. She makes easy eye contact, her speech slow and relaxed, often thanking God and her family for the opportunity to serve her state.

"Rural roots matter to voters in this state," said Mr Barbour, the Republican strategist. "And she's very likeable, she just is."

Ms Fitch also helped bolster her conservative credentials with her support for then-presidential candidate Donald Trump, leading Mississippi's Women for Trump coalition in 2016. When Mr Trump was in Jackson for a campaign rally, she sat in the front row.

Two years later, Ms Fitch announced she would make a bid for Mississippi Attorney General - an office that had never been held by a woman.

But she wasn't the underdog, and glided to victory in November 2019 with nearly 60% of the vote on a promise to uphold "conservative values and principles".

As a devoted Republican in a solidly Republican state, where Ms Fitch stood on abortion was taken as given, even if she didn't run on it.

Across the country, about 60% of Americans say abortion should be legal in all or most cases, according to data from the Pew Research Centre. But among Mississippi Republicans, nearly 70% believe abortion should illegal in all or most cases.

"You don't run in Mississippi, you don't run in rural conservative states and not want to see Roe v Wade overturned," said Mr Barbour, the Republican strategist. "It's just ingrained".

The abortion ban before the Supreme Court was passed by Mississippi's state legislature in 2018, two years before Ms Fitch took office as Attorney General. The law, which bans abortions outright after 15 weeks, was immediately challenged in court on behalf of Jackson Women's Health Organization, Mississippi's last abortion clinic.

A federal district court struck down the ban, saying it was unconstitutional, and that was upheld by a higher court in 2019.

But in June 2020, five months into the job, Attorney General Fitch petitioned the US Supreme Court to review the 15-week ban. The court, with its 6-3 conservative majority, accepted and heard the case in December of last year.

Now, she's known nationally as the lawyer expected to topple Roe v Wade.

At times, Ms Fitch has said her state is merely making an argument for the rule of law: asking the Supreme Court to turn over abortion policymaking to the states. But more often, she says the case is about women's empowerment.

Roe v Wade, she has said, made women believe they had to pick: family or career, not both.

"The court in Roe pitted women against our children, and woman against woman," she wrote in a Washington Post op-ed.

The choice is misleading and paternalistic, argued Ms Fitch. It's an position seemingly drawn from her own life: a single mother who has ascended to the highest levels of state office, while remaining devoted to her children and grandchildren.

"Being a single mom has sort of dominated her thought process, and her life experience," Mr Dent said. "I think that's one of the reasons she feels so strongly about this".

In a world without Roe v Wade, Ms Fitch said during a television interview last year, "babies will be saved" and mothers "get a chance to really redirect their lives. They have all these new and different opportunities that they didn't have 50 years ago".

Pro-choice activists have accused Ms Fitch of using feminist language to cover over an inherently anti-feminist policy.

Her arguments lean "heavily into false claims that they are 'empowering women'", said Dina Montemarano, research director for NARAL Pro-Choice America. This tactic, Ms Montemarano said, is often used by anti-abortion activists to assert control over women's bodies and violate their fundamental freedoms.

In an opening brief submitted to the Supreme Court, Ms Fitch wrote of "sweeping policy advancements [which] now promote women's full pursuit of both career and family".

But in a counter-argument submitted to the Supreme Court, 154 economists warned in a brief that this optimism was "premature and false".

"Mississippi's celebration of parental leave policies is particularly bizarre, as the United States is one of only two countries without a national paid maternity leave policy," the economists wrote.

Mississippi, specifically, has no state laws mandating paid family leave. It is the poorest state in the nation and has the highest rates of both infant mortalityand child poverty.

But if Roe is indeed thrown out, Ms Fitch will return to Mississippi a conservative hero.

"I'm 99% sure she will run for attorney general again," Mr Dent said. "And based on how the last three years have gone, it's hard for me to imagine she'll have any Republican opposition this time".

There are also early rumblings that she may one day run for governor. She has not yet commented on this speculation.

If she wins, Ms Fitch would be the first female governor in Mississippi's history.

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I just don't understand the logic of wanting smaller goals and fields. And for me it's not about sexism or the sport being the same or anything. The question for me is: what problem does that solve? I think anytime you want to do something er should start at identifying an issue and than thinking about a change that could solve it. Your other examples make sense: problem: women have more non-contact injuries solution: making women specific cleats problem: women are at greater risk of concussion solution: hard to say but possible ones: getting rid of headers or limiting their use, greater punishments for high elbows, knees and feet in congested areas. But I don't know what problem changing field and goal sizes solve, I think we have to start with the problem, specially because any changes comes with downsides, some tenporary and others permanent. With the goal, temporarily we might see more post collisions while players adapt to the smaller space, longer term we may have fewer goals and more draws, what is the upside to balance that?

there is a quality gap in women’s football and I don’t think anyone would (or could) deny that. there’s a gap in men’s football too and high scorelines aren’t restricted to any particular league or country. sometimes things go wrong and really weird things happen. a top side will have 6 put past them totally out of the blue, but they’re far less of an anomaly in women’s football and you can all but guarantee the winner when a top 3 side plays...anyone else

I don’t see less goals and more draws in a game that currently has lots of goals and lots of (one sided) wins as a bad thing. I think draws more often between say, arsenal and chelsea, is a fair trade off if it means bristol city aren’t getting 48 goals put past them in 17 games (some of those stats are even more dramatic outside of the wsl, I’m just using the wsl as the example because it’s the league I’m closest to following)

I fully acknowledge and accept that goalkeepers aren’t always to blame for goals and smaller goals aren’t magically going to make the teams at the bottom suddenly able to compete because the issue is so much bigger. for me the problem is parity between clubs in almost every division in any country, and whilst there isn’t one singular quick or easy fix to it, I don’t think it’s out of the question that smaller goals might be able to help with that. having a smaller goal would (probably) mean there’s less of them . having a smaller ball would (probably) mean less concussions and faster passes giving you a more fluid and exciting game

it always has to be about balance, IE how do you stop the top 5 or so teams in the world from stockpiling world class players and therefore being able to score 50, 70, 100 goals a season without punishing them for being the relatively few clubs who are actually willing and able to invest? the only league I can think of where the parity is not so much of an issue, though often does still lead to the same handful of teams leading the table and winning tropes, is the nwsl. but that’s because they’ve had very specific rules which europe has never really had a willingness or desire to emulate. I also think it should be about fun. football is a sport, but it’s also a game. it’s supposed to be fun and personally seeing some massive one sided victories or goals that could have been saved kind of….isn’t. smaller fields are unpractical and doesn’t translate well to grassroots, but a game with smaller goals, smaller fields and a lighter ball I think could bring hugely exciting and really enjoyable games

I love football. I want it to be good. I know with the disastrous implementation of VAR there’s, to some extent, an attitude of “just leave football alone” but I think there are some changes which could genuinely be fun. I remember when perez got slated for suggesting a 60 minute match instead, granted his suggestion was for monetary benefit, but I also think in hindsight that one could have been fun too. and as someone who sits through 100 minutes of men’s football dross every Saturday, and I just think football could be more fun if we, collectively, weren’t so resistant to change. football is old and old is great, but that doesn’t mean it can’t be better or that we at least shouldn’t entertain new ideas

#I think there probably should be a more equal spread of national team players across their domestic league #but the only way to really do that would be by force. and then you’re the FA paying the wages of a player because the club won’t #I think there probably should be a stronger cap on foreign national players #but then you’re missing out on the repetitional and excitement boost of having those players in the league #I think there probably should be a mandatory number of u23 domestic players in a match day squad but then you’re risking lowering quality #I just think football has a huge parity issue and not immediately obvious or easy way of fixing it #I can’t see the whole structure of football changing #the only way these huge changes occur is if they happen in every league at the same time #IE a restriction to foreign nationals in England doesn’t work if they’re all just gonna go to Spain instead #spain making it mandatory to have a national team player in every squad doesn’t work if they’e all going to leave for England #but if Fifa said actually no all of the goals are going to be made smaller in every one of our mandated competitions then it’s more univers

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Brazil discovers Pan American gold in the ring and on the beach.

Brazil discovers Pan American gold in the ring and on the beach. As the first week of competition in cold Santiago came to a conclusion on Friday, the United States gold rush also ended, and Brazilians punched and spiked their way to Pan American Games gold. Beach volleyball is regarded as a national sport in Brazil, where the top-ranked men's and women's teams, Andre Stein and George Souto, and Patricia Ramos and Duda Lisboa, respectively, returned home with both titles after putting on impressive performances beneath the cloud-covered Andes mountains. Brazilian boxers, led by twice-world champion and Olympic silver medallist Beatriz Ferreira, were amassing 12 medals, including four gold, on the opposite side of the capital of Chile. Prior to losing to the United States two weeks earlier, Ramos and Lisboa were world champions in 2022. They were once again victorious, defeating Melissa Humana-Paredes and Brandie Wilkerson of Canada 2-0. In women's beach volleyball, the silver was Canada's first medal at a Pan American Games. The two teams, who included world winners, played at the high caliber anticipated in a close final (22–20, 22–18). After needing three sets to defeat Jorge Alayo and Noslen Diaz of Cuba, Andre Loyola and George Souto had to put in a little more time and effort into the chilly evening in order to clinch the golden double. Beach volleyball players Marco and Esteban Grimalt, two of Chile's most well-known athletes, were unable to hold onto the gold medal they won in Lima four years prior, but the cousins triumphed 2-1 over American players Logan Webber and Hagen Smith to win a bronze medal that thrilled the boisterous crowd waving flags. Olympic tickets were punched and thirteen gold medals were awarded on a hectic day in the boxing arena. With every fighter in the finals having guaranteed a quota position for the Olympics in Paris, winning a silver medal came with an added benefit. The first Brazilian woman to win gold was Ferreira, who defeated Colombia's Angie Paola Valdes Pana 5-0 to win the women's 60 kilogram title. On the other hand, the top three finishers were Jucielen Romeu (57 kg), Barbara Maria Dos Santos (66 kg), and Caroline Barbosa (50 kg). Cuba, a boxing powerhouse, only managed two gold medals; double Olympic champion Julio Cesar La Cruz won the men's 92kg final, while Arlen Lopez Cardona won the 80kg weight class. Both the US and Canada had two champions: Joshua Edwards of the US won the super heavyweight (+92 kg) title, while Jahmal Harvey of Canada won the 57 kg title. In the 75-kilogram women's division, Tammara Thibeault of Canada won 5-0 to add Pan American gold to her world and Commonwealth Games wins. The winner was Atheyna Bylon of Panama. Wyatt Sanford triumphed for Canada as well, winning gold in the 63.5 kg weight division. "Out of all the tournaments I've been to, I've been able to capture gold and I was missing Pan Ams," Thibeault stated. "Now missing the Olympics, but hopefully we're on the right path and that's what we're going to get." Emiliano Hernandez and Duilio Carrillo won the men's relay to help Mexico maintain their dominance in the modern pentathlon, taking home all five gold medals available in Chile. With 35 gold and 80 overall medals, such contribution helped propel Mexico into second position on the medal tally. The United States led the field with 61 gold and 152 total after amassing 59 gold in the first five days of competition. Despite this, they have only added two more gold since then. ALSO READ: Cuba’s National Ballet marks its 75th anniversary Read the full article

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portablefrailty · 2 years

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1998 Yankees vs. 111-Win Curse

It took a night's sleep, another astonishing New York Football Giants comeback and the Yankees righting the ship in Game 4 tonight to get over the sting of that blown lead in Game 3 on Saturday. Now that order has been restored, I wanted to tap out a few musings on a different cataclysm from Saturday night: the 111-win Dodgers crash out of the playoffs.

I promise this will be no exercise in schadenfreude: I care nothing either way for the Dodgers and while still alive, the '22 Yankees are no guarantee to win Game 5, let alone beat a Houston team that owns them. Rather, I'm here to marvel at the greatest team in my lifetime: the 1998 Yankees. Five MLB teams have now managed to win 111 or more regular season baseball games, including the 114-48 Yankees team of 1998 that went 11-2 in the playoffs and won the world series. As to the other four 111+ win teams... 1906 Cubs: went 116-36 then lost the series to the White Sox 2001 Mariners: 116-46 season ended in 5 game Yankee ALCS ass-whipping 1954 Indians: 111-43 team got swept by the Giants in the World Series 2022 Dodgers: 111-51 regular season: lost Division Series to the Padres For a while the goat (lowercase) of the list was the Mariners, who were the first 111+ that failed to make a World Series. Despite picking up Ichiro and owning the Yankees during the regular season that year, the M's 2001 season ended the same way their 2000 season had, losing in the Bronx--only in one fewer game. The hangover from that choke job lasted 21 years. The Dodgers flameout this year represents a new low for failed juggernauts. While the ‘01 Mariners failed to win a pennant--unlike the Cubs and Indians--they at least had a series win under their belt and were in the final four. Also, the M's loss came against the three-time defending champs. No matter how great a regular season a team has, they must always be wary of the defending champs and only a fool underestimates the Yankees. If the defending World Series champion happens TO BE the Yankees (a team that repeated in '28, '37, '38, '39, '50, '51, '52, '53, '62, '78, '99 and 2000), it probably means your ass--especially when the Yankees are pissed you broke three year old American League wins record.

The '22 Dodgers, on the other hand, went 1-3, failed to win a series and got beat by a division rival with no recent history of success and that finished 22 games back of them in the standings. (Much respect to the Padres for beating two playoff opponents with a combined 212 wins). But I digress.

Also, I promised not to gloat. Each of these four epic fails is a cautionary tale so laden with ignominy that it almost makes you not want to see your team break through the 110 win plateau. One might argue that four data points don't make a pattern. Fair enough, but the fact that the winningest NBA, NHL and NFL regular season teams of all time also all failed to win championships is pretty damn suggestive.

The factors behind this trend are fairly straight forward. Teams with historic regular seasons enter the playoffs expecting and EXPECTED to win. All the burden is on them so, like Judge chasing homer #62, the game stops being fun. Juggernauts are more motivated by fear of losing than drive to win. They also enter the playoffs not having played a game of consequence in a month so when they encounter adversity they don't know what to do. Meanwhile their opponents are usually riding a hot hand after the weeks of high intensity play against good teams. They have all the momentum and nothing to lose, which makes them loose and confident.

The '98 Yankees are the exception.

They weren't flashy. Most baseball historians agree that the 1927 team, which won 110 games and a World Series, had more pure talent. The '98 team had four .300 hitters but none who reached 30 home runs (half of Ruth's total in '27). No Yankees starter had an ERA below 3.0. Though superlative at nothing, they were really good at everything. They had no weaknesses and were the coolest team in baseball.

From a fan's perspective, there was the only moment of concern that--panic more like. After hosing the Rangers in the ALDS, in the ALCS the Yankees dropped two out of the first three to the Indians--the team that had beaten them the year before. Down 1-2, the Yankees send out Orlando Hernandez for Game Four. El Duque was in his mid to late thirties and was already a legend in Cuba. His younger brother Livan, who defected years earlier, won 20 games along with a World Series in '97. Despite being under constant surveillance after Livan's defection, in 1998 El Duque also managed to escape Cuba. He crossed the Florida Strait in a dinghy, facing jail, torture or worse if caught. Compared to that, the Indians in Game 4 made Hernandez about as nervous as MJ in a dunk contest.

Eight innings of wizardry later El Duque handed the baton to the greatest closer of all time and the ALCS was even. The '98 Yankees never lost again. Their 125 combined wins is still an MLB record.

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