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mouse-fantoms · 2 years
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I have no self control so therefore I crocheted Luke :)
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I messed up the eyes don’t look too closely, he looks ok from most angles,
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For size, the ghost pattern I used said it’s 2.5 inches tall,
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Now for the specifics (in case anyone is intrigued):
I used a size G (4.25 mm) crochet hook for everything. I used this pattern and I referenced a video that was using the same pattern I used for assistance especially for the umm… bumps… ?? on the bottom of him. I used size 10mm safety eyes. For stuffing I just used cotton balls and pulled them apart.
For the hat, I basically followed this video, but I made adjustments to make sure the hat fit. I didn’t do as many rows bc it didn’t need that many since it’s a small scale. I just chained about 30 and then went into the back loops and did a half double crochet along the chain of 30 and then chain 1 and then turned it and then went into the back loops again with a half double crochet, and just repeated that pattern.
I am of course planning to make the other boys bc you cannot have one without the other two
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Pros & Cons of Laboratory Mishaps Pt 3
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Dottore x Fem! Reader
No NSFW here, but again some parts in future will. But I use some curse words (How scandalous :0)
A/N: This took so long because my brain did not want to dialogue :(
When you groggily open your eyes the next morning there's a moment where you seem to forget last night, rolling over to reach for your robe before you get out from under your covers. As you do this you notice the notebook you’d been keeping your observations in and freeze, hand gripping your robe. Shit.. Last night was… What do you even call it, straight out of an Inazuman light novel would be accurate you suppose.
Shaking your head gently to clear your thoughts you pull your robe towards you and slowly begin the process of getting ready for the day. As you do your thoughts continue to race. How the hell were you supposed to explain what had happened? Even if you got lucky and had to explain it to Beta, well you were still only really acquaintances. And worse case… You shudder as you pull on your coat. You did not want to be stuck explaining this to the actual Dottore… Before you know it you’re standing at your door, hand hovering over the handle. You can’t help but hesitate, how the fuck were you even going to begin to explain this. But you guess that being late won’t make this any easier, so you take a deep breath and walk out into the hallway, making your way to the lab and totally not walking any slower than normal.
As you push open the lab door it feels heavier than normal, like everything you touched shared your apprehension. Your glance across the lab and spot Beta, beelining for him before you’re stuck with another segment. You sink into a stool beside Beta with a sigh, unable to keep your swirling thoughts purely inside your head. Beta turns from the documents he’s reading with a raised eyebrow and observes your demeanor. “You seem tired.” He says, turning to face you more. He moves to speak again but is interrupted by the side door of the lab opening and another voice. “Return to completing your task Beta. I shall discuss the results with them myself.” Calls the unmistakable voice of the real Dottore. You can’t help but deflate a little, just when you’d thought you could get the ‘easy’ way out you’ve been shoved into the absolute worst scenario. 
If Beta notices your behaviour he doesn’t say anything, turning back to the documents and gesturing with his hand for you to go to Dottore. There’s nothing else for you to do anyways, so you turn and stand. Your feet feel like lead as you slowly walk over to Dottore, whose standing by another door that you know leads to his office. Which is even worse, you’ll be completely alone. As you approach Dottore steps into his office, leaving the door open for you. 
You hesitantly walk into his office, looking around as you pull the door shut behind you. This is the first time you’ve been in his office, so you distract yourself for a moment by looking around. One wall is covered in books, the whole wall turned into a bookshelf. There’s another door that you know leads to the palace corridors. The floor isn’t the familiar bare concrete of the lab anymore, instead a wooden floor. There’s a large desk in the centre of the room, which Dottore is already sitting at waiting expectantly for you to sit at the chair opposite it. You move forward, noticing a small couch tucked in a corner, as if a last minute addition. Sinking into the seat opposite Dottore your nerves really kick in and you just wait for Dottore to say something, even if it might annoy him. 
Dottore raises an eyebrow at your silence, but he begins to speak anyway. “The potion would’ve worn off by now. I’d like to hear your observations, in detail please.” He says, a glint in his eyes as he says ‘please’ that almost seems knowing, like he’s waiting for you to reveal something he already knows. You swallow, collecting your thoughts and deciding to begin small, trying to hype yourself up for the ‘big reveal’. “Well, I didn't notice much after the first dose. But once the evening came I was still feeling fine, no drowsiness or fatigue at all. I don’t think I was able to get to sleep until around midnight, which is later than usual for a Monday night.” 
Dottore nods. “And nothing else? No unexpected experiences?” He says with a smirk, leaning back in his seat and crossing his arms. Your eyes widen slightly did he know?! How? What are you even supposed to say to that? “What do you mean?” You settle on, trying to get him to elaborate, even if it was an admittedly risky move considering who you were conversing with.
Dottore’s smirk only widens and he shrugs “Nothing really. Just curious if you felt any odd sensations? Or perhaps any form of connection at all?” He says, clearly enjoying your reactions.
Your shock turns to a glare, he definitely knows. But to what extent? Was this the goal from the beginning? “You know.” Is all you say, clinging onto the idea that you might get away with not having to put what happened into words.
Dottore’s eyes shine slightly at your words. “Ah, so you did. How wonderful. I’m sure you’d like an explanation then?” He says, sitting forward again and dropping his arms to his desk. 
“If I could trouble you for one.” You respond. After the words leave your mouth you can’t help but think you should be more careful with your words. But something in the back of your mind tells you it’ll be fine. In any case Dottore responds before you can think it over more.
“I suppose I can take the time to explain, since this is all relevant to you now.” He begins, his eyes watching you intently for your reactions to his words. “Recently some Fatui agents discovered another Khaenri'ahan ruin. And as usual all items of interest were brought to me for research. One such document caught our Majesty the Tsaritsa’s interest, and as such I was asked to prioritise the recreation of this potion. This potion was called the ‘Soulmate Potion’ apparently it can be used to ‘link’ one with their soulmate for a short duration. Though how exactly wasn’t indicated on the incomplete records we had.” He says, waiting expectantly for your response.
“Wait, wait. So you gave me this ‘Soulmate Potion’?” Is all you can get yourself to say.
“Well, it wasn’t intentional. Someone messed with my vials, and I was tired enough to not notice the colour difference until afterwards.” He says with a shrug. “So did you feel a connection or not?”
“I- Yes, I felt something that makes more sense with the so-called ‘soulmate potion’.” You say, not elaborating.
“Interesting, would you care to explain what this connection was?” Dottore asks, a knowing smirk on his face.
“You sound like you already know.” You sigh, but answer anyway. It’s probably best not to be too insolent to the harbinger despite your instincts trying to convince you that it’d be fine. “I could feel their touch. Like when they touched their face and such.” 
Dottore grins, clearly whatever he was trying to get out of this conversation he was receiving. “Just their face? They didn’t touch anywhere else?”
You flush at his words, the reminder of last night hitting you again. You can’t help but level the harbinger with a glare, your embarrassment stronger than your desire to not get killed for the moment. “You know.” You repeat. “There’s more to this. How do you know?” 
Dottore chuckles. “Hmm, you’re more feisty than I’d pictured.” He says with an amused smile. “I suppose I can elaborate further if it would please you. Like I said the switch up wasn’t intentional but I also mixed my own up. So we had both taken a vial of this potion instead of what we were supposed to.” He says, letting the revelation sit as he watches for your response.
You blush harder, sinking back into the chair and wishing the floor would swallow you whole. So, then that would mean he was your soulmate?? But even worse? (or better?) He had been the one behind the ghost hands last night? You go to speak but all that leaves your mouth is a strangled squeak. You clear your throat and try again. “I- So we’re soulmates?!?” 
Dottore smiles, his sharp teeth showing, huh you thought only the segments had those not the real Dottore. “Evidently.” He says with a nod. “This revelation is perhaps less strange to me than to you. As the segments all like you, and getting the segments to agree on anything is nothing short of a miracle.” He lets out a soft amused huff. “Do you require more proof? We could each take another dose of the potion.” He offers with a cheeky grin.
“No!” You say immediately, clearing your throat nervously before elaborating “No I believe you. It’s like my instincts are telling me you won’t just kill me if I annoy you.”
Dottore laughs. “Interesting. What gave you the impression I just kill whoever annoys me? Surely it would be more efficient to use them as test subjects instead?” He says with a grin. Though you see a hint of relief at your lack of rejection, like a slip of the mask he’s presenting you.
You can’t help but let out a small huff of amusement. And as you think of what to say next the absurdity of the situation hits you full force, derailing your train of thoughts. Subtly pinching yourself just so you could be sure this wasn’t a fever dream, (It wasn’t) you manage to find your words again. “Why bother telling me? I’m sure you could come up with a reasonable excuse.” You settle on asking, because the idea that Dottore had discovered you were his soulmate and went straight to outright telling you the next morning was a little odd, at least to you.
Dottore just shrugs again. “There’s a few reasons. Mainly that Her Majesty wanted to be personally informed of any progress. And I doubt the Tsaritsa would allow me to tell her I’d used the potion to find my soulmate and not introduce them.” He says, grinning at the idea.
Dottore’s words aren’t exactly reassuring though. “I have to meet the Tsaritsa now!” I blurted out, my etiquette barely held up to my interactions with harbingers, how the hell was I going to act ‘properly’ around our Archon. 
Dottore chuckles and I realise I’d said my thoughts out loud. “It’s unlikely the Tsaritsa will interact with you much.” He says. “But moving on from that.. As soulmates we're supposedly a ‘perfect’ match for one another. What say you to testing this theory?” 
I can’t help but blush again, hating that I’m looking as much of a fool as I feel. “Are you asking me to date you?”
“I suppose, though not in the conventional sense. Since fate has deemed us soulmates I see no reason to stick to societal norms. Shall we simply agree to test the fates decision one step at a time?”
I nod, that at least I can agree to.
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The Daily Dad — Feb 20, 2024
Things you might want to know:
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‘Everything is hairless’: what 100 women taught me about porn and body confidence 💭 I feel like anyone seriously researching porn’s influence on women’s self-image in the 2020s has to be old as fuck, ‘cause no one under fifty thinks that porn is having a meaningful impact on modern self-image in the era of Instagram. When it comes to generating insecurity, a bruised-up, bored porn slut being impaled by a sketchy cock has got nothin’ on a perfect size 0 lounging —toned and smooth— in an microscopic bikini next to an infinity pool overlooking Santorini while eating an improbable pizza.
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Reddit has a new AI training deal to sell user content 💭 I just nuked a handful of my stories from Reddit. It probably won’t achieve much… they’ll probably let their scraping-buddy —coughOpenAIcough— go through the deleted content too. But it was a small price to pay for the chance to say “fuck you” to our imminent overlords.
The Text File That Runs the Internet ❝ "For decades, robots.txt governed the behavior of web crawlers. But as unscrupulous AI companies seek out more and more data, the basic social contract of the web is falling apart."
New FDA-approved drug makes severe food allergies less life-threatening 💭 Before long I won’t be able to count on a peanut perimeter to protect me from a full-on snuggle assault… which we in the business call a ‘Blossom Blitz’.
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‘Life Is Strange’ and ‘Life Is Strange: Before the Storm’ Have Been Updated for Modern iOS Device and OS Support 💭 Okay, so Life Is Strange’s writing is hella whack, yo. And the expression-challenged character models tend to make it feel like a department store mannequin production of an off-off-Broadway play about loss, death, and Polaroids. But the “rewind” mechanic elevates the material, and I’m glad we’ve been playing it on the stream. If you want a mobile version of it, here ya go…
New York archdiocese calls funeral for trans activist at cathedral ‘scandalous’ ❝ Pastor of St Patrick’s Cathedral condemns service for Cecilia Gentili after she was celebrated as being ‘mother of all whores’
After a decade and $1.2 billion, NASA reveals its booty from Bennu: 121 grams 💭 It saddens me when stories like this —which should be presented as the exciting developments they are— lead with angerbait bullshit along the lines of ‘See how much they spent to get so little?! Here are some paragraphs explaining why this is actually cool, but we couldn’t get you to read without pissing you off first.’ Human beings do something amazing, and it ends up serving random economic grievances.
Asgard’s Wrath 2 Review - IGN 💭 I’m tempted to buy this for my Quest 2, but I haven’t gotten into a VR game since Half-Life: Alyx, and I’m not sure I want to spend 90 hours spinning in circles and trying not to fall into the TV.
ChatGPT vs. Gemini: Which AI Chatbot Subscription Is Right for You? ❝ Everyone wants your $20 per month for access to their best AI chatbot. Who gets it depends on what features are important to you.
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OpenAI collapses media reality with Sora, a photorealistic AI video generator 💭 I recently read a pretty convincing argument that the nature of this generation of generative AI is self-limiting… the nature of the models will lead to most machine-created media looking uncannily similar, and thus boring. It won’t look bad, but those who consume enough of it will start to spot the seams. Which is good… in the short term. Hopefully, society will have time to prepare itself for the seamless shit we’ll see in 2040.
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Nvidia CEO calls for “Sovereign AI” as his firm overtakes Amazon in market value 💭 I’m not saying that there’s nothing to his argument. I’m just not sure that the dudes who stand to make billions —trillions?— from machine learning hardware are the right ones to be calling for what will essentially become a post-nuclear, multi-polar Cold War.
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The photo taken by Kwon Sang-woo and Lee Min-jung is a hot topic..
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The daily life of actor Kwon Sang-woo, taken by actor Lee Min-jung, is a hot topic.
On the 8th, Lee Min-jung posted several photos on her Instagram with the caption, "Senior Kwon Sang-woo, who doesn't take naps."
The published photo shows Kwon Sang-woo taking a nap in a moving vehicle. Even though Lee Min-jung took pictures several times, she didn't notice it and fell asleep in the world.
Previously, Kwon Sang-woo and Lee Min-jung appeared together on MBC's 'Radio Star' and revealed an episode related to napping. Lee Min-jung said that she came to distrust Kwon Sang-woo, whom she worked with in the movie 'Switch', and said, "He said he couldn't sleep, so he fell asleep and met my eyes."
In response, actor Uhm Ji-won once again provoked laughter by leaving a comment saying, "I think you are meditating." Lee Min-jung also drew attention by commenting, "Really, why do you keep saying that you don't take naps? It's amazing."
On the other hand, the movie 'Switch' starring Kwon Sang-woo and Lee Min-jung is the story of top star Kang Kang, a top star who enjoyed a splendid single life, a 0-ranked actor with 0 million castings, a certified scandal maker, and a moment when his life changes 180 degrees on Christmas. day opened.
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arhvste · 3 years
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❝ the morning after ❞
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ft : suna rintarō, sakusa kiyoomi, miya atsumu, kozume kenma, asahi azumane
warnings : sfw but suggestive - implied sex [night before]
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SUNA RINTARŌ
-> sleeps in with you
-> neither of you are in a rush to get up and you’re both tired
-> he’s lazy but he has stamina and that’s evident from last night
-> around 11:30AM he’ll grunt at you signalling he’s awake
-> “oi, you awake?”
-> his voice is heavy with sleep and his hands are already looking for your body
-> eventually you’ll stir awake and find your bodies been shifted so you’re back in his arms
-> suna is naturally warm so his body heat is transferring onto you keeping you satisfied in his arms
-> “morning rin” you’ll mumble tiredly back at him
-> the second he hears your voice he’s got a lazy grin painted across his face
-> “wanna get up in a minute?” he’ll ask
-> what he means is he wants breakfast
-> but he’ll be the one cooking so don’t worry
-> he’ll slip his large t-shirt over you to keep you covered and carry you on his back downstairs before sitting you on the kitchen counter
-> lucky you, you get a nice view of his bare back whist he cooks
-> he’ll still be yawning and stretching whist he’s by the cooker but then he hisses slightly
-> why?
-> because you left some angry marks on his back last night >:(
-> “i’ll take care of those after breakfast”
-> your reassurance is cute because he doesn’t actually need treatment but the fact you’re willing to take care of him is precious to him
-> “you gonna take care of me yeah?”
-> pretty side glancing at you in his shirt
-> he wants to tease you, he really does
-> but he just can’t stop himself from losing himself in the sight of you sat on the kitchen counter with one of his shirts covering you while you tiredly rub your eyes
-> he’s so whipped
-> too whipped in fact because he loses concentration of everything else
-> “rin, you’ve seen me with and without this shirt many times now focus”
-> “nah, i like the view”
-> “and i like my eggs preferably not burnt.”
-> he looks down at the pan, and you’re right
-> “worth it”
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SAKUSA KIYOOMI
-> he’s up early no matter what his late night activities were
-> and he would be up on his morning run right now but there’s something stopping him
-> you cutely curled up beside him in bed
-> you’re not even awake and yet you still have control over him
-> he just sighs and hopes you wake up soon so you can both shower together
-> although he loves making a mess with you, he loves cleaning it up better
-> he’s literally itching for a shower by the time you stir awake
-> see, he actually waits for you to wake up because he respects he wore you out last night
-> “good morning princex, shower?”
-> he’s already scooping you up from the bed before you even have a chance to respond
-> yourself and sakusa have a very spacious shower room
-> sakusa isn’t a fan of those tight little single showers so he made sure to purchase an apartment with nothing but the most luxurious bathroom layout and facilities
-> please, you even have one of those tile benches installed in the shower
-> and this is perfect because sakusa loves washing your hair for you
-> his fingers are perfect in your hair as he works in the products you use and throughly washes it after
-> he’s very gentle and after washing you down you do the same for him
-> pressing wet kisses along your shoulder blade and collarbone, he loves the feeling of your hands lathering soap across his body
-> he would argue that the activities the morning after were more enjoyable than the activities in the bedroom
-> but they’re both important to him in different ways
-> the soft mutters of “i love you” and “thank you” are exchanged between the two of you as he handled you gently
-> will carefully lead you out the bathroom and sit you down by the big vanity in your room before pulling out a hair dryer
-> the two of you take self care importantly and make sure to take care elf one another accordingly
-> mornings after with sakusa are slow but very intimate
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MIYA ATSUMU
-> an early riser but will sleep in the next morning
-> he honestly just wants you close to him for as long as possible
-> he’ll joke about going for a morning round but really he just wants you cuddled up close to him
-> slow kisses always occur when it comes to mornings with him
-> he doesn’t care that it’s mid winter and the two of you are still naked
-> he’ll get his morning kisses one way or another so as soon as he stirs awake he’s trapped you in his arms so you can’t leave him
-> presses kisses along your shoulders and back as he waits for you to wake up
-> honestly, he’s just in love with you all over again
-> who allowed his s/o to be so perfect even first thing in the morning :(
-> “morning tsumu” makes him perk up everytime
-> “mornin’ doll”
-> doesn’t care how awake you are, the fact you’re speaking tells him you’re awake enough for a slow make out sesh before getting up
-> these types of kisses arent like the ones from the night before
-> they’re equally as special but they’re different
-> these kisses are slow and meaningful, he’s making sure you’re aware of how gentle he really can treat you
-> they’re a reminder that he does think you’re special and he does care and want to keep you safe
-> his love language is physical affection and he tells you he loves you through the long and slow kisses he forces you to crave more of
-> after a while you will tell him it’s time to get up though
-> he’ll whine but oblige and get up and out of the covers revealing a very naked atsumu
-> “like what ya see? we can always go for another round if ya-”
-> “get in the shower and i’ll see you downstairs for breakfast in 10.”
-> “yes angel :,)”
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KOZUME KENMA
-> waking up at the same time as kenma is a blessing and a curse
-> he loves that he gets to wake up and see you at the same time you see him
-> but he’s also not prepared to be met with his naked s/o first thing in the morning
-> he won’t even look you in the eye
-> “kenma, are you okay?”
-> “you’re um naked”
-> “yes?”
-> “aren’t you cold or something maybe you should put something on”
-> “but just a few hours ago you were eating m-”
-> “JUST PUT SOMETHING ON!”
-> he’s so embarrassed but it’s only because you both know the effect you have over him
-> you just laugh and call him a baby
-> but maybe you should’ve just stayed naked because he’s even more flustered at the sight of you in his sweater
-> your naked body is under that :0
-> he wears that sweater when he streams too :0
-> scandalous >:)
-> “take it off.”
-> “but you just said t-”
-> “kitten please, you’re doing it on purpose”
-> he’s so flustered and it’s all your fault
-> he’s so worried he looks weird in front of you but honestly it’s cute seeing him so vulnerable
-> you just pull him back down under the covers to sleep for a little longer
-> and who is he is deny when you’re clinging to him in his sweater like that
-> looking down at your precious face too
-> how is he ever meant to say no to you
-> and honestly sleep sounds so desirable right now
-> maybe when he wakes up he’d be more prepared for the sight of you in his clothes
-> he’s just so in love with you and he loves and hates that you have this effect over him
-> but he’s glad that it’s you that has this effect on you and only you
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ASAHI AZUMANE
-> you are not getting up early in the morning
-> actually, you’re not getting up at all because you ache
-> and it’s a pain because you wake up before him
-> so you’re just kinda sat there waiting for him to wake up
-> when he does wake up he’s met with a small smirk painted across your face
-> “morning?”
-> “i cant move”
-> “please don’t say it like that!”
-> he is so apologetic
-> he didn’t mean to hurt you and besides you were technically asking for it :(
-> but he will pamper you because he feels horrible
-> even if you tell him it’s okay he won’t listen and he will treat you the way he feels you should be
-> he’ll keep you in bed and go make you breakfast
-> any mail is brought up for you to read in bed
-> any water or coffee you require he will bring
-> “baby i’m not sick”
-> “but you can’t move and it’s my fault”
-> please dhsbdjebd
-> he will be like this for most of the day until you insist you feel better
-> constant apologises are given to you throughout the day despite the fact you promise you’re okay
-> he feels so bad oh :(
-> reassure him enough and he’ll start to believe you though
-> also reassure him it’s not his fault because he will be mentally taking note for the next time you guys ya know >:)
-> “why do you ask for it if you know it hurts the next morning”
-> and he has a point
-> “because it’s worth it”
-> that’s always your argument
-> and besides if that’s why you want from him at the time he won’t deprive you
-> you just have to promise to let him take care of you the next morning that’s all
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nightingaelic · 3 years
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FO4 bots meeting FNV bots. Nick, Codsworth, DiMA, Ada, maybe the gen3 synths but they're pretty much just humans so idk... Yes Man, Victor, Muggy, ED-E, FISTO, etc. This is kind of a vague request so just do whatever you want with it *shrugs*
The AI's voice echoed warmly through the large conference room at the Tops Casino, hushing the assembled crowd. "I'm Mr. New Vegas, and I want to welcome you all, dear listeners, to the 41st National Robotics Expo. Vegas has been hosting this convention since 2037, and even though we skipped a few years, we're so happy to welcome it again. Let's get back to business."
A smattering of applause with a distinct metallic edge followed, which the automated DJ paused for before continuing in a tone as warm as the desert outside. "As most exhibitions do, let's begin by introducing our various delegations. We'll start with the home team, Securitrons by RobCo: RobCo Industries, automation designed and built for the private sector."
The Securitron in the back of the room with a cowboy on its screen waved. "Present!" he piped up in a southern drawl.
The robot next to him, identical in every way except for the woman's face on its screen, patted his arm. "Thank you, Victor."
"Yeah, thanks Victor!" added the Securitron with a permanent happy face on its screen. "It's not often I'm let out of my room, but it sure is nice to see another part of the hotel!"
Nick Valentine, who was sitting in the front with his arms crossed, looked down at the miniature Securitron that was pacing next to his seat. "Shouldn't you be back there with them?"
"With the House Industries bunch?" The cartoon-faced coffee mug on its screen looked up at him with an unchanging smile, but every word dripped with contempt. "Don't lump me in with them, gumshoe."
Nick frowned. "What's your name again?"
The robot gestured at its screen. "I'll give you three guesses."
"Cheeky little-"
"Ssshh." DiMA looked over from Nick's other side. "We're guests here, Nick."
"Next up we have the RobCo eyebots, both classic design and Duraframe-upgraded models," Mr. New Vegas continued, completely oblivious to the chatter in the room. A pair of eyebots on the left side of the room, one in bright Atom Cats paint and the other with haphazard shielding including a car license plate, began bobbing up and down and beeping ecstatically. A third model, outfitted with some kind of modification that crackled with blue energy, let loose a sonic blast that shook dust off the ceiling. The crowd tittered, but the courier accompanying the license-plated eyebot just laughed.
"I know folks, I know, it's a day full of excitement, but let's get through our list," Mr. New Vegas said smoothly, evidently worried that the eyebot was going to shake the room's speakers loose. "Moving on to the assaultrons, something you don't see often out here in the Mojave. Welcome, ladies."
"The pleasure's all mine," replied KL-E-0 from her seat behind Nick. The Goodneighbor trader was reclining precariously on the conference room chair, with her frame's considerable weight straining the piece of furniture's limits. She didn't appear particularly concerned though, given the way she was examining her claws the way an uninterested woman examines her nails.
"Preliminary adjustments to statistical models complete," added PAM, who was seated next to KL-E-0 in a much more attentive position. "Commencing introduction. I was, am, and will most likely be an assaultron."
"An astute calculation," agreed Ada. She was standing next to PAM and KL-E-0, as her own modified frame would not let her sit down.
"Objection." A mechanical voice rang out from the back. "Petition to acquire the modified assaultron model into the protectron class. Model clearly uses more protectron parts than assaultron."
"Stand down, Mr. First Mate," ordered the exasperated sentry bot parked next to the protectron that had spoken up. "We must show a certain measure of decorum, in these waters."
Ada rotated her head all the way around to face the first mate. "Acknowledged. I am willing to re-categorize myself if requested."
"Baby, don't let him talk you into anything you're not comfortable with," KL-E-0 replied, uncrossing her metal legs.
"Next we have the workhorses of the robotic world, the protectrons," Mr. New Vegas cut in, once again oblivious.
"Sound off!" the first mate ordered.
"Howdy pardner! Primm Slim at your service!"
"ナンニシマスカ?"
"I'm NIRA, your friendly Nuka-World Informational Robotic Assistant. Is this your first visit to Nuka-World?"
"Fully Integrated Security Technetronic Officer active and reporting for duty."
Nick made a face after the last one. "Fisto? What kind of-"
"And rounding out the RobCo set, our sentry bot representative, who I understand is responsible for our Commonwealth friends' safe arrival."
"A fine voyage for a fine vessel!" Captain Ironsides said jovially. "Our mission was a glorious success, the first of many for the pride of our navy!"
"Thank you, Captain," Mr. New Vegas replied, with a hint of amusement in his announcer's voice. "Now for RobCo's greatest partner and competitor, General Atomics International: The finest industrial robots in the world!"
The collection of Mister Handy and Miss Nanny robots on the right side of the room perked up and began applauding. "Spot on!" Codsworth said, at the front of the crowd.
"Let's start where General Atomics started, with the classic Mister Handy model. I see we have a few who made the trip with the USS Constitution."
"Present!" Codsworth answered.
"Fresh lemonade here!" cried Deezer at the same time, attempting to distribute dented cans to everyone within reach of him.
"Don't burden this lot wiv your swill, Deezer," said Whitechapel Charlie, collecting the cans as quickly as they were handed out.
"Wonderful, wonderful. Now let's hear it for the ladies again, our elegant Miss Nanny robots!"
"Hello!" said Pearl and Miss Edna, bobbing in place and prettily snapping their little claws.
"Merci beaucoup," added Curie, who was seated with the group, despite having shed her Miss Nanny frame in favor of a synth body months ago. Nick grinned.
"Objection." The first mate, despite not having a face, appeared absolutely scandalized by this development. Captain Ironsides was having none of it, however, and bopped the protectron on the head with his minigun arm.
"Maybe I should look into getting a synth upgrade," Mr. New Vegas mused. "Finishing out General Atomics are the robobrains, once human like any wastelander, now showcasing the best in technology that pre-war America can offer."
"Thank you, thank you so much," said Gilda Broscoe, who breezed up to the room's stage. She had decorated her shiny brain dome for the occasion with an enormous hat sprouting peacock feathers, and she grabbed the stage's microphone with practiced ease. It wasn't on, but that didn't appear to be enough to stop her. "Thank you all so much for this opportunity. I'd like to thank my studio, Starlight Cinemas, and of course my beloved Keith McKinney-"
"Get off the stage!" yelled the other present robobrain, Jezebel. "My orders from the Mechanist didn't include listening to you drone on about your fantastic former life!"
"-of course, I feel I have to thank my dear Santiago, Santiago, you were such an inspiration even if you couldn't bear the thought of us parting-"
Curie shifted uncomfortably in her chair. "Mademoiselle, might it not be better to wait and see-"
"Get off the stage, you old bat!" yelled Muggy, who appeared to share Jezebel's feelings.
"-and I'd like to thank that bitch Vera Keyes for passing on the role so that I could give it my own, personal touch. Thank you everyone, and good night!" Gilda let go of the microphone and curtseyed as best she could with treads. A few robots clapped, while the courier in the back stiffened and looked at the robobrain actress with wide eyes.
"Only one category left, folks, and then we can start the planned festivities," Mr. New Vegas went on. "Now for a Commonwealth Institute of Technology original, the prototype synth model. Only two in the world, and we're lucky enough to have both of them with us today."
DiMA turned around to wave to the other bots, while Nick sank deeper into his chair and pulled his hat down. "Christ."
"Objec-" The first mate didn't even get the full word out before Captain Ironsides bonked him again.
"And that concludes the introductory portion of the expo!" Mr. New Vegas paused. "Unless there's anyone I've inadvertently left out."
"Me!"
The curtain on the stage behind Gilda flew open, revealing a toaster placed on top of a stool. Gilda let out a theatrical gasp and rolled backwards, giving way to the appliance's maniacal laughter.
"Ahahaha! I am online once again!" the toaster cried. "Tremble, world, before my electric heating coil of doom! You thought you could silence me by drowning me in a bathtub, but I swore you would rue the day you had bread and no way to toast it!"
The courier in the back jumped out of their chair. "Oh shit."
"That's right, buddy, the day of bread has come!" With a ding, two slices of C-4 plastic explosive popped up from the toaster's slots. "Cower before my nuclear fire!"
Mild panic swept the room of robots. Gilda fainted dead away on the stage. Nick eased up off his chair. "Talk about delusions of grandeur. I've seen more intimidating appliances in a scrap heap."
"How dare you!" the toaster screamed. "I am the scourge of all small appliances and the bogeyman that keeps lesser toasters awake at night!"
"You're the scourge of breakfast, I'll give you that," Nick answered with a smirk. He tried not to draw attention to the courier that was inching their way to the stage. "But you're low on the ladder of bogeymen, compared to the ones I've dealt with."
"NAME THE ONES MORE FEARSOME THAN I!" the toaster demanded.
"An interesting development here at the Tops, folks," Mr. New Vegas commented. "The crowd appears to have been taken hostage by a rogue toaster."
Nick started counting off adversaries on his metal hand. "Well, there's the Rust Devils, the Gunners a few times, the Pack and all of their angry critters, the Disciples and the Operators, can't forget the Triggermen and Skinny Malone, plus his doll Darla..."
The toaster let out another frenzied laugh. "Nothing but bags of meat, easily toasted in-"
Its speech died mid-sentence, and the courier emerged from behind the curtain holding its electrical cord. "That takes care of that."
Nick winked at them. "Good on you, kid. Should we get on with the shindig?"
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sunnytwst · 3 years
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Hiiiiii can I pls request headcanons for mistletoe kisses between a blushy s/o and Leona, Jamil, Cater, Sebek, and Azul?? Feel free to answer this later if you don’t feel the Christmas vibes yet xD
P.S. I love your banner!! Molang rolling on a pastel yellow background is a rlly cute way to welcome ppl to your blog (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)
(part 2) Aaahhh I’m rlly sorry!! I just realized that I forgot to specify the general category for the request I sent earlier?? Fluff for the mistletoe kisses pls!! I’m sorry again for my mistake!! :’0
hello hello!! ahhh first of all i know that this is like 2? 3? days late??? i had originally planned to post this on christmas day because it’s my only holiday themed ask but i.....i apparently remembered the date wrong...... thank you for being so patient!! sorry for the delay ahaha...... and also thank you for specifying fluff but don’t worry about it!! lots of people forget :-D
relationship: leona kingscholar x reader (romantic), jamil viper x reader (romantic), cater diamond x reader (romantic), sebek zigvolt x reader (romantic), azul ashengrotto x reader (romantic) format: headcanons genre: fluffy fluff hehe warnings: none :-D
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leona kingscholar:
there’s a couple ways this could go and it’s either that it was a setup for him to make out with you in public or he was caught off guard and puts on his Tsundere Hat
if it’s the former than oh boy he’ll tease the hell out of you, tugging you close to his chest and smirking at your burning face before finally leaning in to give you a kiss that leaves you knees weak, the smug bastard
what a naughty herbivore, wandering under the mistletoe with the big, bad, lion, eh?
if it’s the latter then he’ll grouch a good amount about what a stupid tradition this is but looking at your flustered, fidgety self and hopeful eyes is his weakness
he’ll lean in for a smooch, grumbling, but the pleased flick of his ears as he pulls away reveals his true feelings
jamil viper:
has definitely heard of the mistletoe tradition but has never been caught up in it
he’s not really huge on pda tbh and being caught off guard under the mistletoe with you might be a bit much
you can sense his discomfort about kissing in public and assure him that he doesn’t have to do it if he doesn’t want to and he sighs in relief and the two of you continue with your day
it’s not that he’s embarassed of you or your relationship, jamil is just someone who doesn’t like being vulnerable in public and feels as though sharing the kiss just between the two of you is more intimate and romantic as well
would definitely give you the sweetest real kiss once y’all have some privacy though
cater diamond:
probably the one who set up all this mistletoe in the first place much to riddle’s dismay
he’s been busy snapping festive shots for his magicam all night but don’t worry! he hasn’t forgotten about his darling lover~
he’ll swoop in under the mistletoe with you when you least expect it and plant a soft kiss smack on your lips as you hear a camera go off
he’ll show you the photo, you with steam practically coming out of your ears, eyes wide with surprise, and cater, a delighted smile tilting his lips as they press against yours
he’d love to post it but if that’s not something you’re comfortable with he’ll delete it or save a copy just for him to look at when he feels alone
sebek zigvolt:
the only one who flat out just didn’t know about the whole mistletoe thing
he’s confused as hell when you suddenly stop in the doorway and glance at him, fidgeting with your hands
what’s wrong? do you need something?
you’ll have to carefully explain the tradition to him and both of you are now refusing to make eye contact and fumbling like it’s your first date all over again
h-how bold! and scandalous! and he also - he also can’t stop thinking about kissing you now!
the both of you probably muster up the courage to lean in for the kiss at the same time and end up knocking your heads into each other but y’all get it down on the second attempt don’t worry
azul ashengrotto:
this was, of course, all a carefully orchestrated and flawlessly executed plan to get a kiss from you because this octopus man craves affection but simply does not have the confidence to Just Ask
after an elaborate performance from the tweels about some emergency or the other you find yourself under the mistletoe with a very smug looking azul and it dawns on you that the “urgent crisis” was naught but a sham
your face feels like its on fire when azul smirks at you expectantly
it’s a tradition, right? surely you wouldn’t be so cruel as to deny him a simple kiss...
the sweet little peck that you give him honestly flusters azul more than he’d care to admit and the tweels will never let him live it down
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I hope the rmd mc for kasumi is a bit different cuz she rly be hittin on my last nerve and I don’t think she would rly v✨i✨b✨e with kasumi in her current given state
i’ve decided i need to play matsunaga and cc before getting a better sense of the eicu guys but honestly some of these recent asks feel like my own brain jumped out of my head and started sending me anon asks lmao bc i totally agree. anyway i know it’s a controversial opinion to not like the rmd mc and i’m TRYING to be fair and put aside my bias against her and try to analyse what exactly it is that i don’t like, but yeah i just don’t really find that she has romantic chemistry with the characters (that i’ve read, i.e. takado and hosho). not that anyone ever asked for this, buuuuuut this ask has basically triggered yet another mc rant so stop reading here or get ready and settle down with some popcorn lmao.
DISCLAIMER: this is all just my personal opinion! and i’m sure many of you will disagree with me. please place a “i think/believe/feel” before every claim i make as everything i say here is just my own feeling towards her. i also need to disclaim that i have only properly read takado and hosho’s routes (bc i’m still...mad at sen’s route, and i’ve only made it through one chapter of matsunaga so far) and i understand (and fully subscribe to) the idea that mcs read differently depending on the route as well. and as always, please don’t let my opinions affect your own enjoyment of any characters or titles that you love!
ALSO as i was writing this, i went back and read my previous rant about her and i realised that i’m more or less reiterating the same points i made there but in a (hopefully) more structured and slightly more developed manner whoops. 
so here’s almost 3000 words and a whole bunch of screenshots under the cut because i don’t want to spam everyone’s dashboards with my unprompted Opinions(tm).
so anyway i’ve been thinking it’s a translation/tone thing. when i have the time/energy, i might sit down and really try to analyse the actual language, but just going off my intuition, i think maybe it’s because:
1. sometimes they choose to express something idiomatically and so that tone doesn’t come across as sincere. this isn’t a real example, but let’s think about the difference in tone between “oh no!” and “yikes”. because of modern day vernacular, we kind of associate “yikes” with a sarcastic and judgmental tone, whereas “oh no!” might connote a more genuinely concerned reaction. so sometimes i think that the use of very contemporary vernacular (which, lbr, trends towards a more sarcastic tone in general bc us gen z kids are mean) results in a lack of sincerity which makes the mc come across as a little more callous and less... actually kind and nice? i did get the feeling that hlitf mc has recently swayed towards this sort of tone as well and suspected that they had the same translator (which was confirmed later in a voltage Q&A). i’m definitely #biased but i can forgive this more because we had a good amount of content with her being adorable before the tone switch so i have a pre-established impression of her in my mind. 
by the way, i just want to say that while i do have this critique, i do really admire and respect the voltage translation and localisation team (and am... super indebted to them) and i do think they do fantastic translations generally. 
anyway, i believe this linguistic issue is at least partially responsible for my personal perception of the rmd mc’s personality that i expand on in the succeeding points, but my next point has more to do with the writing and characterisation of the most recent wave of mcs.
2. rmd mc has very few visible vulnerabilities. i think this is one of my biggest qualms with the new title mcs like rmd, destind and mk but i think stories are at their best when you get to see the mc fail and be vulnerable and wallow. the reason why i love certain mcs - particularly the ones whose titles and storylines centre around their careers (hlitf, irresistible mistakes, my last first kiss, scandal, celebrity darling, kiss of revenge, sleepless, otbs, arguably msb, etc.) - is because we get to see them fail and then grow. not only that, but you often get to see the relationship between the mc and the love interest deepen in these moments. but if you have a ‘perfect’ mc, then there’s no room for growth, so plotlines are forced to fall back on drama and trauma on the love interest’s side which... is exactly what rmd and mk do. 
this is not to say that rmd mc doesn’t make mistakes, because she certainly does, but i don’t find that they’re ever genuinely serious mistakes. for example, think about hlitf mc’s repeated mistake in season 1 of going after small crimes without seeing the bigger picture and thus potentially messing up an entire investigation. they allow her that space to mess up and be completely wrong for public safety. then they give her the time to be self-reflective and run away back to nagano really think about what her mistakes are, and where to go from there. she is confronted with humbling failure, and is forced to address issues about her own pride/ego, and matures into someone who has a more nuanced idea about justice. on the other hand, rmd mc never has to (consistently, afaik) go through a genuinely humbling experience, so she her pride/ego/arrogance never gets seriously called into question. maybe this is because the premise of rmd has to do with life and death and they don’t want to make it seem like she’s directly responsible for someone’s death, but hlitf also deals with life and death issues and the mc learns that if she messes up to save one civilian, she may actually be jeopardising the lives of tens or hundreds or more. 
anyway, taking takado’s route as an example, because this was our exposure to her as a character, the most frustrating thing is the way that she tries to lecture takado that he’s wrong about his attitude towards amputations, and never actually has to personally experience the potentially disastrous consequence of putting her ideology into practice. i think i would have enjoyed the route a lot more if she had gone over his head and naively made the decision not to do an amputation and then the person ended up dying or having to have a larger section amputated all because she was like uwu we can’t just cut off people’s limbs without waiting. i think if that situation had happened, we could have seen her actually have to confront her own naiveté and realise that she’s a noob and too idealistic and that reading a lot of medical journals does not translate to having actual field experience and intuition and who is she to question him like that when she knows nothing. she only realises that omg... we may have to consider some things with something called nuance... basically when more of takado’s backstory is revealed.  
(maybe this is because i work in academia so it extra-frustrates me, but omg if i had to one-on-one mentor a student like her, i would genuinely go nuts. she reminds me of some students that some colleagues and i have had where they  “well, actually” at everything you say bc they read some stuff on reddit or twitter that has absolutely not been proven through practical application of, or research conducted through the lens of, their theory. like imagine i told my advisors “despite being experts in [their respective fields] and having written numerous very important books, you’re wrong because i don’t agree but i have never myself conducted proper research to counter that!!”)
basically i wish they treated takado’s route like kaga’s routes (bc lbr takado and kaga are maybe... the same person?). look at the self-reflection here:
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she does get down on herself at times, but look at the way that she humbly accepts her mistakes. sometimes she wallows on her mistakes, as anyone would, but look at the way she examines her failures and turns that feeling of inadequacy into motivation to work harder and smarter. 
by the way, these screenshots are from his ms1 and ms2 - so pretty early on - and we get to see her learn from these mistakes because she’s allowed to make them. we also get to learn more about kaga’s strictness and his kindness because of these mistakes.
i don’t know if the whole refusal to allow rmd mc to make significant errors is a response to readers who are like “omg.... why are voltage mcs so weak, why can’t they be perfect women who never get anything wrong” but ANYWAY i just feel like they never confront or address her hubris properly. 
3. following on from point 2, i find her one-dimensional. i’ve mentioned this before in a rant, but i don’t find her to be a very deep character bc to me, she reads as mostly surface level sass. i said: “her dialogue with them often reads as like they put 100 points in “snark” and 0 points in any other personality trait” lmao. so she’s great in one-off screenshots where you can see her bite back with a very screenshottable one-liner, but i find it tiring to have 30 chapters of her just literally running her mouth. because of this constant tone that they keep giving her, i find it really difficult to see any emotional depth in her character. because she’s the perspective character, her internal dialogue is just as, if not more, important as the love interest’s external dialogue in terms of carrying the emotional weight of falling in love, and i just don’t understand how there’s any sense of two people falling in love and getting to know each other when every sentence out of her mouth is just sass. can you imagine you meet someone and you get to know them but never have any genuine conversations bc every line out of your mouth is sarcastic? like your date is opening up and telling you about some difficulties he’s going through (which i’m sure you all know is a very vulnerable and scary thing to do) and instead of being empathetic and kind and understanding, you’re just like “sucks to be you dude”. and instead of saying “you don’t need to carry everything on your shoulders”, you say “you’re STUBBORN and i’m RIGHT”. OF COURSE i’m being kind of hyperbolic here (not even that much tho, see screenshots below) but that’s basically the tone she constantly takes. 
so when takado opens up about the rina thing, instead of being like “oh shit i’ve been judging him all this time and i’m genuinely sorry because i didn’t know a thing about you and yet i’ve been running my mouth”, she says “your head is as hard as a rock ya know?” and then KEEPS GOING. 
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where’s the empathy sis? where is it? i’m looking but i can’t find it.
EVEN TAKADO WAS LIKE “I WAS TRYING TO TALK SERIOUSLY ABOUT IT”
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and then the writers just push off her rudeness as like “it’s okay it’s chill!! takado laughed about it afterwards and it made the issue sound insignificant!!” even tho it’s obviously an extremely traumatic thing? WHY does he even fall in love with her??? i don’t UNDERSTAND alsdkfjs she has NO FEELINGS!! i just want genuinely romantic moments... is that too much to ask... it’s called romance md...
once again, let’s compare that to hlitf mc, when she finds out about kaga’s trauma. literally the FIRST reaction she has is to consider his feelings.
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without even hearing his side of the story, she defends him because she trusts him and immediately empathises with him and the first thing she does is try to understand him and where he’s coming from. 
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later on, when she hears him just dismissing things and playing callous, she actually cries on his behalf, which shocks him because he’s not used to people caring about him:
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isn’t that a MASSIVE difference in reaction to essentially the same character opening up about their trauma? which do you find more conducive to developing emotional intimacy? in my opinion, it’s so much easier to fall in love with someone who supports you and has your back and trusts and believes in you and tries to understand you and can have a genuinely caring conversation with you when you need it. by the way, it’s not like kaga’s mc doesn’t sass him either! they have great bantery chemistry and she shit-talks him ALL THE TIME (a lot of the time under her breath and he’s like HUH? it’s great). 
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and yet... we still actively see her caring about him... instead of being like WHOOPS my tongue slipped, i can’t help that i’m naturally insubordinate ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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by the way, i’m not trying to put the onus on female characters/heroines to be caring/empathetic/kind/loving. i’m putting the onus on ALL characters to be caring/empathetic/kind/loving in their own ways if we’re supposed to be convinced that they’re falling in romantic love. sure, kaga’s mc is exceptionally loving but kaga returns that love with his own ALL the time ;~~; anyway i’m gonna stop talking about them for now bc otherwise i would just completely derail and keep going on and on about them. 
anyway, back to takado, i actually find him to be more caring and loving than his mc? i actually genuinely like takado as a character and i think that real life me and him would be great together so i’m like extra offended that he’s with her rather than ME??? i would treat him so much better. 
i consider this lack of emotional depth to actually be a bigger hindrance on my enjoyment of the game than the lack of flaws thing. voltage’s recent wave of mcs with the love choice titles have been trending towards the ‘perfect woman’ type of mc, but while i have some Thoughts(tm) here and there about the other protagonists, none of them strike me as being as hard to get along with as rmd’s mc. so i’ve mentioned my issue with the masukisu mc’s weird moral boundaries (more an overall voltage issue that manifests the most strongly in her character), but i also do find that they don’t let her make big mistakes and they present her as this perfect superwoman figure with no weaknesses which like... unrelatable. but at least her banter is flirty banter and there’s a lot of chemistry there (even if it’s sometimes lacking emotional depth, as in some of kazuomi’s scenes - and that’s not her fault, that’s 100% on kazuomi lol). you can definitely understand why they’re attracted to each other at least, and you can definitely see real, deep love form between her and yuzuru the most. even though the masukisu mc is a ‘perfect woman’, the premise is designed to spark relationship conflict and the writing really helps us understand the emotional turmoil of falling in love with a target because of how much it lets the mc dwell on it. destind too basically has a perfect mc in terms of work/career, but they let her have her very glaring weaknesses and, once again, the premise forces her to address her shortcomings with regards to her idealistic view on soulmates/destiny and explores the head vs heart thing where she has to really examine her emotions and how they potentially come into conflict with her preconceptions of and preoccupation with numerical compatibility. 
thinking about it objectively, i feel like takado’s mc and mlfk ayato’s mc have a couple of similarities in the way that they don’t realise they’re in love for the longest time (although obviously childhood friends to lovers provides a better context for not realising that love - same with my boi natsume), but there’s just something lovable about mlfk’s mc that i don’t see in rmd. without going too deeply into it bc (1) i’m tired and (2) i’ve been going on about this for WAY too long now, i think that comes back to tone or writing (and possibly translation) style. i think at some point, i might actually go and compare the language in the “omg am i in love...?” scenes between takado’s mc, ayato’s mc and natsume’s mc but uh... not tonight haha. 
actually, at some point, i genuinely wondered if rmd mc was aromantic. i really just thought she did not experience romantic attraction because i literally got no sense of it through her internal monologue bc they kept pushing the whole like “i only relate to people’s ~aesthetics~” thing. and then i wondered how they were going to make an aromantic mc fall in romantic love...? because... it’s an otome game? (btw i’m not saying that aro people can’t enjoy otoge, i definitely know people who do! but there’s a big diff between someone playing an otoge vs someone being a character falling in romantic love in an otoge. but please call me out if i’m misunderstanding aromanticism!). anyway, long story short, rmd mc (takado’s especially) falling in love is absolutely unconvincing to me because i find her dialogue - both internal and external - rather unfeeling. 
these three points (1. translation that favours colloquialism over communicating emotional tone; 2. characterisation of a hubristic mc who doesn’t need to overcome significant challenges; 3. lack of emotional depth and empathy/understanding) are basically why i don’t think that she has good romantic chemistry with the love interests in romance md that i’ve read so far. i also have some very petty personal gripes (sekai...........) but they’re not relevant to this particular topic and frankly just... really petty so i don’t want to get into them here.
so anyway, long story short: i agree that i don’t think she would really vibe with kasumi in her current given state. like, they could be friends, maybe.
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Tim Washer’s sermon on “Recovering Biblical Womanhood” said that a guideline for modest clothing is “if it brings attention to the face, it’s fine, if it brings attention to the body, then it’s sensuous and immodest” Thoughts?
Hmm, interesting question o3o I do agree that dressing modestly is good and important, but I think there needs to be a balance, like all things. It could be easy to fall into an extreme on either side. Tbh the first thing that comes to mind is that some men will look at a woman’s body inappropriately even if she is dressed modestly, and then they blame her for it. (I’ve heard of this happening between a high-school teacher and student. Heaven forbid, he could see her collar bones :0 Scandalous) On the other hand, a woman might want to dress immodestly for the sheer comfort of it. For example, for a long time I wouldn’t wear tank tops because it felt too revealing (*GASP!* SHOULDERS :Oc XDD) especially combined with shorts that might’ve been a wee bit small on me. But boy howdy the summers down here get SO HOT sometimes, I eventually gave in and started wearing them. XD (Ngl I’ve wanted to wear tube tops for the same reason, also cause it might feel kinda cute >//>)
Now if a woman is dressing in a way that is not only immodest, but provocative as well, like if she’s intentionally trying to make someone lust after her (well, someone besides her husband I guess, lol) then I think that would be on her, and she would be doing A Bad(tm). (I would say that there are clothes made with the intent and purpose of showing off a woman’s body and that I personally don’t approve of these clothes but tbh, it feels like 90% of girl’s clothing is like this anyway -_- Nothing is made to be comfy, it’s all to be ~Pretty~. At least in America)
So in the end... I’m not sure tbh XD;; I might ask my friends or my mom for their opinions later. 🤔 But I think their needs to be a balance, and both men and women need to hold themselves accountable. (Andweneedmorecomfyclothesavailable) I just have one question really
What does this all say about fursuits? Cause they bring a LOT of attention- *gets smacked with a bible*
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psychopersonified · 4 years
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Keep Calm, Dance On
Part of the prequel series to "Are we ever going to talk about this?".
I'll post little snippets of their 'not dating' days in this series. Little events that draw them together and the intimacy they share in plain sight.
This particular snippet is an excuse to write a dancing Q and the effect it has on 007.
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“Is that Nish’s mix of Vodka, Redbull and Ribena?” Q surprises him by reaching for the glass, fingers curling around Bond’s to pull it close and takes a sip from it.
The gesture is scandalously intimate considering they are still in HQ among colleagues - if anyone was watching, it would seem as if Bond was feeding him the drink.
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Notes: Inspired by Tom Hiddleston’s dance moves. If you haven't watched it, you have to! ENJOY!
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SIS HQ - Q-Branch Lower Ground Level 1
They have rigged the lights to strobe and change colours like in a club. Electronic dance music blares from the PA system. The office space on Lower Ground level 1 has been cleared, equipment moved to the edges and covered with black cloth. 
Bond is nursing a violently sweet concoction that included a large percentage of Redbull, Ribena and Vodka that Nish handed to him at the door. 
He sidles up to Eve catching her attention by touching her on the arm with the hand holding the drink. 
“What is this?” Bond has hardly been to any social gatherings organised internally. Except formal affairs where attendance was compulsory, he’s eschewed getting too chummy with his colleagues. 
Eve smiles at him a little disbelieving, “James, haven’t you ever been to one of these? Oh you’re in for a treat.”
It does not look like much is going on at the moment. A large section of the central floor is outlined and gridded with hazard tape in what looks like a potential dance floor. However, no one is dancing despite the music, preferring to keep to the edges. 
“What a smashing party,” his voice dipping with sarcasm.
“Oh James, don’t be so quick to judge. Just wait—…”
And just then, the lights dim as if on cue. The outer glass doors swish open and white smoke floating low on the ground rolls into the main space. A tall slim male figure is silhouetted in the doorway. The crowd quiets down immediately. 
“What’s happening?” 
“Hush!” Eve bids him, pulling them into a better position. 
The music picks up. The figure descends the short flight of stairs, feet quick and lithe, then comes sauntering towards the dance floor in long easy strides. The crowd parts for him.  
He stops right in the centre of the dance floor and the lights brighten just enough to reveal of all people, the Quartermaster dressed in an impeccable black suit - this one for once tailored perfectly to his lanky figure. The jacket and trousers are tight accentuating the slim waist and long slender legs. The hair is still a floppy artful mess, but the back is clipped short and neat, making him look much younger than he really is - he could still effortlessly pass as a university student.
Bond chokes badly on his drink, hiding it quickly with a cough. Not quick enough. Eve’s eyes slide to the left to regard him with with a look and a smirk. 
On the dance floor, Q strikes a nonchalant pose. A hand comes up to undo the single button on the dinner jacket. His hips start moving to the rising beat. The air is thick with anticipation. 
Then it happens - the beat drops and Q is a sudden blur of movement. His long legs ripping up the dance floor in time with the music and with practiced ease. His movements are precise and controlled but infused with fluid grace. 
There is no trace of the cloistered, sometimes hesitant and  flailing chief boffin that calls this concrete cave his lair. These, my god, these are the confident movements of a young man that has done more than his fair share of clubbing in the trendy nightclubs of London. 
Bond is rendered speechless. He is aware that the intense scowl forming on his face is an over compensation - to keep his jaw from hang open otherwise.
The crowd of semi inebriated colleagues ROAR, wildly appreciative. They start to close in on the dance floor. 
Around the edges of the crowd, movement catches Bond’s trained eyes. He’s not the only Double-0 invited to party. He can see 003 and 006 emerge from their lurking places behind thick brick columns. Their quartermaster’s sudden display of sexuality has piqued their interest - like predators catching the movement of prey, it is almost as if they can’t help themselves. 
This will NOT do. Something that has been smouldering for sometime inside Bond ignites - something deeply possessive and steeped with arousal. 
The music builds to a crescendo and the whole thing is over in less than three minutes. Q’s choreography finishing in time with it. He is panting a little, but otherwise unruffled. 
There is a brilliant smile on his face as his hands finds the edges of his jacket to straighten it with a dramatic flourish before doing up the buttons again. When he’s done, he spreads his arms, palms up in welcome - and he tips his head to the crowd. 
The Quartermaster officiates the party by calling to everyone, “Please, carry on!” 
With that the music starts again and the party begins in earnest. People clapping, cheering and pouring onto the dance floor. The place is transformed in an instant. 
The melee of moving bodies helps Q melt into the crowd and Bond looses sight of him for a moment. He sees 003 dart out from her position to slice into the crowd. Her red hair and outfit light making her more easy to see. 
Shit. Bond scans the crowd for Q. When he finds the quartermaster, he launches himself into the crowd - completely forgetting to take leave of Eve who was still standing next to him. 
How rude! Eve doesn’t really take offence. In fact, she’s surprised he’s lasted this long. She barks out a laugh and shakes her head. 007 likes to think he’s an international man of mystery - but he can be so obvious at times. 
Conveniently for Bond, Q was making his way in his direction - or more likely towards Eve. They’d probably agreed to meet somewhere near the drinks table. 
Bond intercepts smoothy, he passes Q on the man’s right and swings around behind him to end up on the left. This allows Bond to hook his right arm around Q’s waist briefly before resting his palm on the small of his back. 
The move catches Q off guard who was about to say hello to Bond. For a moment, he felt a twinge of embarrassment when thought the agent was going to walk straight past him - only to be startled when 007 ends up nearly pressed to his side on the left. 
“Have you been holding out on me quartermaster?” the loud music an excuse for Bond to lean in close, lips nearly touching Q’s ear. 
He takes the opportunity to glance back to where he last saw 003. She was just ten feet shy of catching up to them. He sends her a wink and she stops in her tracks. She smiles back with a shake of her head conceding defeat. 
“Ah, 007. I see you’ve decided to grace us with your presence after all.” Q smiles up at him. He is still panting slightly from the exertion of the dance - his lips are dark pink and there is beautiful colour in his cheeks which just further highlights the smooth curve of his cheekbones. 
The effect hits Bond like a punch to the gut. Fuck. He wants so badly to devour those lips. To bury his hands in that ridiculous hair. To make him pant prettily in his arms. ..
“…Bond? Are you alright?” Q’s concern snap him out of his thoughts. 
“Ah yes. Sorry where are my manners. Let’s get you a drink.” Bond holds up his half empty glass in his left hand and gestures towards the drinks table.
“Is that Nish’s mix of Vodka, Redbull and Ribena?” Q surprises him by reaching for the glass, fingers curling around Bond’s to pull it close and takes a sip from it. 
The gesture is scandalously intimate considering they are still in HQ among colleagues - if anyone was watching, it would seem as if Bond was feeding him the drink. 
The thought of it results in a flaring heat of arousal that nearly causes him to trip - and he has to violently push it back into its cage. Bond is pretty sure he is starting to show in his trousers. 
“Ugh! Every bit as vile as imagined,” Q passes verdict on the drink. The sip leaves a layer of shiny sweet liquid on his lips and Bond wonders how it would taste if he were to lick it off. 
Stop it. Behave! Bond is blindsided by the intensity of his own reactions. At this rate he is not sure how he will survive the night.
“Come. I know what you’ll like..” Q veers off before they reach the drinks table. Bond’s imagination is going to overdrive and his mouth dry. He follows closely because that is all he can do at the moment. He would have followed Q right off a cliff if it meant he could remain within touching distance. 
They peel away from the crowd of revellers and make their way to the back of the cavernous space. There is a recessed area in the back, off to the side that serves as Q’s unofficial office. It is dark, but there is just enough light from the party to illuminate the area dimly. 
 Q ducks into a corner and switches on one of the worklamps, angling the shade upwards so it throws light onto the ceiling instead. The effect is to softly illuminate the recess - almost romantic. 
Then Q goes to the filing cabinet behind his desk and pulls out from the bottom drawer a bottle of 12 year old Macallan Whisky; three quarters full. He looks around the workspace for something. 
“…I don’t have a clean glass.” Q explains. 
Bond looks around, he sees the penholder on Q’s desk. It is an old mug with a broken handle. He removes the contents and then tips the remains of the Vodka-Redbull-Ribena into the receptacle. 
Q hands him the bottle of scotch; then moves to sit on the edge of his desk facing the party. His long legs extend out in front of him. 
Bond rinses out the glass with the tiniest amount of scotch he can bear to waste, then pours enough for both of them to share. He passes the glass back to Q before settling himself on the edge of the table as well - shoulder brushing Q’s.
“Ah, much better.” Q says after a sip.  
“Never guessed you to be a scotch drinker. Then again, never pegged you for a dancer either…” Bond says as he reaches for the glass in Q’s right hand. Instead of taking it from him, Bond returns the gesture Q made earlier - his larger hand wrapping around the smaller one to pull the glass towards himself.
“Did I meet your expectations?” Q asks, eyes not leaving his as he watches Bond take a sip. 
“Oh, I’d dare say you’ve exceed it—“ he replies after he swallows. Then right into Q’s ear, “—by a wide margin.” 
Q shoots him a fond look that tells him how ridiculous he is being, but makes no move to put any distance between them. It is a brief look, but tenderness blooms in his chest and he has to look away before he does something stupid. 
His eyes end up following the stretch of long slim legs clad in tight trousers; which was a poor move. He knows he is going to end up with the worst case of blue balls by the end of the night. 
They stay that way for the next half hour. Watching the party, gossiping a little and sharing the drink. Not once did he remove the glass from Q’s hand, preferring to repeat what he did earlier each time he takes a sip - drinking right out of the quartermaster’s hand. 
——The End——
Note: If you liked this fic, there’s more like it on the blog. Including my take on a kidnapped Q. Enjoy!
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Scandal Revealed | The Ashleys
Ashleigh Q. reveals a cheater and the Ashleys plot revenge
[Dated: January 13th]
@ashleigh-inyourdreams @ashlee-inperfection
Ashleigh: girlies 😦 😦 😦 are you there? Ashley: Of course. What's going on Ash? Ashlee: Of course! Are you okay????
Ashleigh: im so upset Ashleigh: im so fucking angry actually Ashleigh: fuck this is so embarrassing Ashlee: Nothing is embarrassing with us Ashlee: Whatever you need Ashley: what happened? Ashley: who do we need to destroy? Ashlee: ^^^^
Ashleigh: its just Ashleigh: ok Ashleigh: robbie and i are done Ashleigh: he cheated on me Ashleigh: can you believe that? Ashleigh: ugh i feel so gross Ashlee: What????????? Ashlee: Ew to him Ashley: HE dared to cheat on YOU? Ashley: ROBBIE? the boy who is lucky to even be NEAR YOU? Ashley: i'll kill him with my own two hands Ashleigh: im so upset i just cant believe it Ashleigh: i thought we were something you know? Ashlee: Way to downgrade, 80  to 20 but 100 to 0 i bet Ashleigh: whats wrong with me that he'd cheat on me? Ashley: nothing. he's THE WORST. Ashley: he's  G A R B A G E Ashlee: Nothing, he's an idiot for not seeing what we see
Ashleigh: and with that awful boy too Ashley: what awful boy? Ashleigh: god you cant judge me Ashleigh: im legit like im so ashamed Ashleigh: he's not even a fucking 7 Ashlee: Judgement free zone, We'll kick their ass Ashleigh: and ashlee i just feel so awful to you too Ashley: you know we would never judge you babe Ashleigh: i dont know how to tell you this Ashlee: ????
Ashleigh: honestly i couldnt believeit buti saw the texts with my own two eyes Ashleigh: its nemo Ashlee: what Ashley: NEMO? that dimwitted Ashleigh: he's been fucking nemo  Ashley: Nemo?!
Ashleigh: im heartbroken Ashlee: (Ashlee showing typing for like 5 min but not saying anything) Ashleigh: it all probably happened because they're lab partners like what the fuck Ashley: i'm going to throw that bastard off a cliff or something Ashley: i swear to god! how DARE HE   Ashleigh: nemo made the teacher SWITCH us like, in novermber Ashlee: I'm so sorry Ash Ashleigh: no im so sorry Ashleigh: i know he's your dance partner Ashleigh: but i just i dont see how i can even be in the same room with him now Ashlee: Doesn't give him the right to hurt you Ashlee: I don't care he's my dance partner you're my girl Ashley: you won't be expected to. We'll destroy them both   Ashleigh: i just want nemo to pay honestly Ashleigh: he played dirty Ashley: remember what we did to stutter boy? that'll be nothing compared to what we'll do to Nemo. Ashleigh: ugh and think what everyone is going to say Ashleigh: when they see them together Ashley: that they're disgusting? Ashleigh: i just want you to know girlies i dumped him i did as SOON as i saw those disgusting texts Ashleigh: but im sure everyone is going to say I was dumped. ME Ashlee: We have to get ahead of it Ashley: we just have to get ahead of it that's right ashlee T Ashlee: Nemo is obvi the rebound who isn't even A GOOD Rebound Ashleigh: he's a fucking 5 Ashley: not even Ashley: that trashbag doesn't deserve to be a 5 Ashley: he's in the negatives, he hurt you Ashleigh: i just cant believe i put our reputation at risk like this Ashley: you have done absolutely nothing wrong babe Ashley: you know we adore you. We'll fix this Ashley: they will pay. Both of them will pay   Ashleigh: thank you so much Ashleigh: im going to need serious retail therapy girls Ashleigh: i mean not right now im crying rn ugh im truly a mess Ashleigh: i dont want anyone to see me like this Ashley: don't worry Ash. We've got your back ❤️   Ashleigh: he was like, my first boyfriend you know? Ashlee: And he didn't deserve you Ashlee: None of these asshole in school deserve you Ashley: that's so true Ashleigh: you dont think that rose that nemo got was from him, do you ashlee? Ashleigh: he never got me roses :frowning: Ashlee: I doubt Nemo could get another 'admirer' Ashlee: Just proves Robbie didn't know what he had Ashley: Robbie's a dumbass. Clearly
Ashleigh: i just cant believe he lied to your face Ashleigh: and robbie lied to me Ashleigh: boys are the worst Ashley: oh they so are. okay we just need a battle plan. How are we gonna take them down? Ashleigh: i dunno i cant even haunt the little twerp how fucking unfair Ashley: but you can destroy his dreams in a more physical way. At least the whole dancing thing. Ashley: destroy his dance stuff for starters Ashleigh: but his dance stuff is ashlee's stuff   Ashley: he asked me for money for his shoes once. there is no way he can afford more Ashleigh: ugh it's like he was invented to make me miserable Ashlee: I dont have to partner with him Ashleigh: are you sure tiny? Ashleigh: i mean this is why i feel so bad because i know like, you dance so well together and id never want to jeopardize YOU Ashlee: I'll make it work, I don't think I can do it right away but I'll figure something out   Ashley: i have another idea! Nemo is like the gross kind of friendly. He wants everyone to like him so just...do stuff to people he does like and tell them it's his fault. Let's make the school H A T E him Ashleigh: oooo that could be interesting Ashley: right? it's almost twice the punishment really. personally I don't care for any of the people he associates with anyway so Ashley: you could haunt some of his friends, we'll figure out how to torment them all Ashleigh: i think if we made it targeted it would be the best use of our efforts instead of dividing and conquering. Really make him watch one person suffer Ashleigh: and know that it was his fault Ashleigh: remember how he freaked out when you poured that punch over finn's head? Ashleigh: what an easy target   Ashley: oooo of course Ashley: you know I love to torment Finn Ashley: what a baby Ashlee: Finn would be the easiest yeah Ashleigh: do you think dash would rough up finn for us? Ashley: you know he's pretty willing to do a lot of things. I asked him to mess with Mei you know. lol Ashleigh: lol i do know Ashley: we can certainly ask him. After all, we wouldn't want to dirty our own hands if we don't have to Ashlee: He's a little lackey i love it   Ashleigh: just have to make sure nemo knows its because of what he's done. as long as dash can deliver that message Ashleigh: i'll take a little trip into finn's dreams too Ashley: brilliant. I'll reach out to dash then shall i? Ashley: he really is like an obedient puppy. I quite like it   Ashleigh: ugh thank you so much Ashleigh: i still feel shitty but im glad i have you both Ashlee: Are you sure you don't want company? I'll pack a spa basket? Ashleigh: no i think tonight i just need to cry and take a long bath :frowning: Ashleigh: tomorrow though :heart: Ashley: tomorrow we should all meet up. stay over and we'll give you the spa treatment and retail therapy you deserve Ashlee: Anything you want, we're all yours
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magazines play
My gamble is, the more things are put openly out onto the table. the safer it gets. this post will not be disproving any relationships (because at least 95% of population won’t believe in ‘conspiracies’ anyways) but about ‘so called coincidences’ and media play. 
No one would disagree that the media is a powerful tool for manipulating minds, a mean for surveying people’s unconscious reaction regarding topics being mentioned in media, and of course, the marketing and promotion of certain people and topics. (dw media won’t ever care about this post because they are being ‘exposed’ here, (don’t worry) this should be safe) 
Media can lie, and can work with bigger companies (obviously, or else why would we see ANY advertisement and exclusives at all for any brands e.g gucci, celebrities news etc)
first, 
Back in 2012 there was an insider post, and it said 
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‘ji will possibility be paired with krys, they also discussed ji and yooxna. but this is unknown, this ji person’t doesnt like to do ship, boyx boy, girl x girl’
2012 insider post was one of the biggest evidence that kxk was planned. so if there is a first time, there will be a second (jxk).
but before kxk, two things happened 
1. infamous tae x ji x krys photoshoot WKxrea magazine photoshoot.
The magazine is released in July of 2015. The timeline makes sense as it is about a year before kxk. A good timing for sm to have just started planning kxk seriously. 
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It is possible that sm used this opportunity to get feedback from the gp and fans about how people view these three together, and to promote kxk. Evidently, they saw the good reactions and made that the kxk ship sailed even before the scandal was released. 
In a general sense, this should just ‘an aesthetic photoshoot sm set up for promoting the three groups’ and no one would have suspected they were planning a scandal, but it is this benefit of doubt that makes it the bet way to get the most honest opinion about kxk from fans. 
This is therefore also the best way to make sure kxk will be ‘accepted’ and that people think they are ‘compatible’ image wise.
2.ji and yooxna’s elle magazine photoshoot
This seems to be the feb issue for elle magazine in 2016, two months before kxk
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This time it is less direct because its elle magazine, and its already this close to 2016 april, hence I believe this is not to survey people’s reaction on yooxna and ji. but a promotion of ji’s ‘straigt image.’ 
of course this elle iss ue may not be a huge conspiracy this time, but simply a prep work to promote ji’s straight image. but isn’t it a coincidence that the same two pairings mentioned on the insider post both had a photoshoot for magazines? why yoonax? well because both are very aesthetic and popular idols and sm has deemed them compatible ever since 2012.
3. WKxrea and exoclusivesx release in june 2016 after kxk. 
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why is it important to mention this? as we know there were different covers of all of ekso memebrs. this is a huge project that will cost WKxorea a huge sum of money (although they ofc will earn that back).
why is it significant? it is extremely rare for magazines to tie hand with idols, esp expensive groups like ekso and even have individual covers for each member. I have every reason to believe that after having a tae jij krys photoshoot in 2015 and ekso promotion in 2016. WKxrea and sm have a good relationship, and are somewhat partners. 
2018 WKxrea November issue, this happened
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The two were put into the same magazine, and this is done by WKxrea again. Who I greatly believe have a good relationship with sm. (so sm can have influence) 
randomonline stores selling the issues named it:
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so obviously, even selling websites recognize that those two are put together, fans would notice too. this is repeating kxk. jxk is being sailed and planted into our heads. 
and this also happened
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Those two were put together back to back. 
Now this issue is released novemeber 2018, 2 months before the jan reveal. ‘Coincidently’, jixyoona was also released 2 months before the april reveal of kxk. You might ask then why not make them have a photoshoot instead, putting them together directly? But that won’t work and is not necessary because:
- it will be too obvious, yg and sm wont just suddenly join hands, all the stuff we see about taekxk and jixyoona are all artists from sm, that is much less supicious/ 
-  people did notice, and the ship sailed. 
- media manipulate our mind in the most subtle way. they dont need a photoshoot in our face to plant jxk into our heads. as long as people who buys this magazine sees ‘omg its jni! oh ji is in here as well!’ that idea seed is already planted. 
update, interestingly, elle magazine also mentioned jxk on an online article  in 2018 oct. As this reinforce my point above, they were indeed planting jxk into our heads.
what is the conclusion?
what are the chances that ALL of the pairings sm planned to put ji with were published on magazines and made big titles on allkpoop / sucksoompi etc? from kxk to jixyoona to jnixji on the same issue back to back, I don’t believe in coincidences anymore. 
What are the chances of jxk on WKxrea when it is proven that sm def have good connection with WKxrea suggested by taekxk and exoclusivesx AND THEN this jxk thing published by WKxrea as well?
so what are the ‘coincidental’ chances that it is proven sm likes using magazine esp WKxrea as one of the mean of media play and promotion of their pairing (taekxk reactions, ji’s straight agenda for yoonaxji before dropping kxk)? and that jxn has been published together in the same WKxrea magazine that is shady with sm? And that all these issues are published in THE PERFECT TIMELINE that COMPLETELY fits all scandals that has been planned?
CLOSE TO 0. too many alignments, can’t be coincidental, has to be planned.
now will there be more of jxk photoshoots? this time it is UNSURE. (but chances are very low) jxk is smxyg. meaning sm doesn’t have complete control over everything. and since jxk is fake, I will assume that they actually never went on dates, and it is hard for yg or sm to have set up dates before hand due to their busy schedules and from two different companies. so, maybe there would be no evidence of past dates anymore. 
what i would not rule out though, is that they might use some sort of display (update not like a public photoshoot, maybe some more fake news) to promote the couple instead. 
there are two ways of doing things, ‘reveal past dates to make a couple legit’ or actually pr and promoting the couple. 
both ways won’t discredit this analysis, and I will still have every reason to believe that media play is real, conspiracies do happen and sm and yg are never honest companies. 
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Don’t Breathe | 2.0
»Genre: Hitman!au || Stalker!au || 
»Warnings: kidnapping, stalking, obsession, themes of potential Stockholm syndrome, mono-phobia, mature elements, manhandling, breakdowns, yandere (? i think ), he thinks it’s cute when she cries, eventually they fall in love, Disclaimer: I do not condone nor suggest stalking/kidnapping or anything of that nature, this is pure fiction ok, kidnappers and stalkers DON’T love you.
»Summary: He doesn’t get shaky hands, he never forgets his gloves and he never leaves a trail. He was told to get rid of everyone who witnessed the conversation between a gang lord and a politician, they were picked off, one by one. He found out a month ago, he missed one. A young writer who attended the event where the exchange took place. He has to kill her. Can he do it?
A/n: so I’ve had this in my drafts for a few weeks, it was just a random idea that came to me p.s this is kind off all over the place♥
✤ pt.1 - pt.2 - pt.2.5 - pt.3.0 - pt. 3.5 - pt. 4.0 - pt.4.5
A/n: Halloween vers♥ I changed a few things boos. It’s shorter but that means I can get the parts out faster~ enjoy
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It’s a beautiful day—the air is cool, the sun is shining and you’re one step closer to getting this article finalized. You’ve been working on it for maybe 3 weeks now and Suzy wants it within the week. It’s not every day that you’re a witness to a controversial press conference. You remember the day you entered the conference room, notebook in hand and pencil skirt tight on your hips. 
You were there with your publishers' sister-news-station reporter and cameraman. You sat in one of the fold-up chairs and listened to what the politicians were saying. About halfway through, things were getting heated between the politician and the reporters questioning. One of the reporters brought up bribery and governmental email scandal. That was news to everyone in the room. It went silent for a moment.
She repeated herself. “I heard from one of my sources, that you were involved in and bribery and the tampering of classified emails from Blake Harvard. Any comment?”
“Who is your source for this information?” He retorts.
“I don’t reveal my sources, but are you evading the question?”
That’s when everyone started bombarding him with questions and his counselor ushered him off of the stage. Moments like this make you respect reporters and people in your line of work. The group you were with went following in the crowd going out into the lobby where they could be the first to air what just went down in there.
“Keep up rookie.” You struggled to get through the crowd with your lanyard swinging against your chest as you shadowed the reporter you accompanied.
“I left my folder!” Despite your heels being on, you quickly ran back inside the conference room and snatched your folder up. As you made your way to catch up with the others, you heard a rather harsh conversation going from behind the stage. Whoever it was probably assumed everyone had gone chasing after the crowd.
‘We can’t let it get out. Blake has a secured spot for us and we’re not about to let it go to waste. If the people get a hold of this we’re done for. Period.’
That was all you heard before you went on your way.
That was months ago and ever since then, the meeting had haunted you. For a while, you brushed the idea aside that you witnessing anything from that day would jeopardize your safety. You’re a writer for the crime and culinary column who gets occasionally promoted to other little jobs—you’re harmless.
But when news got out that attendees were slowly going missing and some were even found dead, you were met with frightening reality. With every word you type on your computer, the thought resonates louder in your mind. You were a witness to something you were supposed to see, you could be next.
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6:12 PM
It’s Thursday.
You always work an hour later on Thursdays.
He’s been monitoring your life for a good month now, your patterns and domestic habits were engraved in his mind. There’s not much that he doesn’t know about you. On Monday, you have a hard time getting up. You hit snooze for your 5:30 alarm twice until it’s around 6:45. That’s the day you mobile order your coffee and leave the house by 7:15 in a rush. Tuesday is quite similar but that day you opt for organic fruit juice rather than coffee. You get home early on Wednesday because you work out in the living room that day to some random video on Youtube. On Thursday, like today, you load up on the coffee. You leave the house with one cup and come back with another form of the cafe nearby. Thursday is his favorite day. 
When you get home, you toss excess clothes to a random corner and drop on the couch. Moments after that, you get on the phone with a friend and end the conversation saying you have to get the makeup off of your face. Before you take off the makeup, you take off your clothes and throw and a robe. He watches as you use 3 to 4 wipes for your entire face, just trying to get as much as you can off before you start your face treatment. When you finish, you get up close to the mirror and touch small parts of your face, you inspect to see if you missed anything. You look pretty when you do that. The attention you pay to yourself in the absence of someone's company is nothing short of infatuating. When you leave the mirror, the shower turns on and you close the door. Often you wear a rotation of similar pajamas, underwear, and socks. Sometimes you forget the socks and just slip on some slides. 
When you’d be gone for a few hours, he’d crawl through the window and plunder through your things, just to see if you had weapons and for his curiosity. As he did all of this, he found a connection to your home, it was so simple yet you seemed to love it. Taking this from you seemed cruel. For the first time in a while, he felt a tinge of guilt for being the man responsible for ending it. 
Ever since you were assigned to him as a missed target, he’s been formulating a plan to get rid of you. But in the process of monitoring your life for weeks, he’s approached a problem. Like most assignments, he’d find the persons whereabouts, watch them for a good week or so and proceed with the necessary action. But you’re disposal is taking longer than expected. No basic procedure seems right for you. Every time you turn off your lights and go to sleep, he has a chance to sneak through the window and do what has to be done. He has a list longer than he should of people willing to buy targets that need to be taken care of. Based on what Minho says, going with one of the names on that list would be equivalent to death for the faint of heart.
So what does he do with you? You possess crucial information that his client does not want you to have. He’s been paid and now the organization is getting impatient with the waiting game. There’s a reason they put Taehyung up to this assignment. He’s quick, sneaky, doesn’t leave a trail and the disposal is more often than not, clean. For him to be taking this long is raising suspicion in his boss and his client. 
He stares down at the photo in his hand, the very first picture he took of Y/fn. I have to get rid of you. He’s done it dozens of times but this time he can’t seem to find the right moment. There are also strict rules that he has to follow. Number one: don’t come in contact with the target. That’s guaranteed screw up. Number two: keep your observation time at a minimum, if not, you’re at risk for developing an obsession with the target. And number 3, one of the most important rules of all; under no circumstances should you form a bond of any kind with the target. The contract he signed to secure his job stated just that, ‘A target is a target. If you accept, you get the job done, no exceptions.’
He had made interaction with you by mistake. One day, you were walking to the train station and you bumped into him. When his eyes met yours, it was like time stopped. Your eyes were full of life, you smiled at him and sweat began to build at his brow—and he never gets nervous, never. He’ll never forget what you said to him.
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You had made him drop his camera, but it didn’t break so he had told you it was okay.
“I’m so sorry. Here,” You reached into your pocket, “it’s a coupon for coffee, do you like coffee?” He nodded. “They’re coffee is great. I got that coupon for making my 50th visit. Take it, it’s a gift.” 
And he took the coupon with a thank before you went on your way. That day, he decided on one thing—he didn’t want to kill you. He couldn’t.
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He hears the buzz of his cell phone and immediately brings it to his ear.
“Hello?”
Come to my office, we need to talk.
The person on the other end hung up and he sighed, he knows what this conversation is gonna be about. He got up from his comfy spot on his couch, got in the car and sped to get to where he had to be. When he got to the building, the front desk lady let him go up. HIs thoughts weren’t scattered, he wasn’t nervous, he just wanted to get this over with. 
“So,” Choi sipped his coffee, “she’s still alive.” His words are cutting, obvious frustration in his tone. 
Taehyung nods in confirmation. “Yes, sir.”
“This is not like you Kim, I can normally trust that you’ll do what’s necessary. It’s been a month and that article cannot be published. I’ve told already that your job is on the line, you’ve been paid now it’s time for you to do the job.”
“I know, I’ve just run into a few hiccups. It won’t be published. I’m taking care of it, I just need a little more time-”
“We don’t have any more time.” He massages his temples. “The client doesn’t want the article published and I told him if anyone could get rid of this person, it was you. Do I need to assign her to someone else who can get the job done?-”
“No.” That left his lips a little faster than he intended. “I’ll get it done.”
“I want it done in the next 24-hours. I’m counting on you Taehyung, don’t let me down.”
Taehyung grins. 
“Consider it done.”
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“Finally!” 
You squeal in the silence of your shared office space, the article is finished. You formatted and set it to be published tomorrow morning, you couldn’t be more relieved. It’s been the most daunting task but you stuck with it until it was the way you wanted it to be. In a hurry to get home, you save the physical and digital copy and put them in your bag for safekeeping. You were just happy Suzy approved it for publishing. It’ll be the first front-page story with your name on it, it that’s just now sinking in.
When arriving at your humble abode, you do what you do every night, but this time you go straight for the shower. 
And unbeknownst to you, he’s sitting quietly in your coat closet, just listening to you plunder around your home. When he saw your car pull into the driveway, he retreated for the closet in hopes of hiding his presence. You rarely go into the coat closet, he knows that much.
Fly me to the moon. You were humming that song in the shower. His eyes fluttered shut at the melodic tune, he always found your serenades from he shower calming – peaceful even. In a way, he would be disappointed if you suddenly stopped. Only now does he realize the significance that habit of yours had on his reason for sticking around outside of your window. The shower turned off, that meant you were about to get dressed. He peeked through the crack and saw you brushing your teeth. 
It’s just a matter of time now.
The bottle of water you put on your nightstand that you drink every night had a little surprise in it. He had poured a drug in it to make sure you were knocked out hard. When you went to your bedroom, the lights went off in about 5 minutes and he timed it from there.
He gave it an hour or so of him just standing in the closet, waiting for the right time. 
11:03 PM
It’s time.
He stepped out of the closet, the dark of night didn’t make it difficult for him to navigate towards your room. Piano. You had soft piano covers playing from your cell phone on the nightstand. He approaches your bedside, and he lightly grazes your face—she’s soft, just like he imagined. He pulls the cover back, exposing you to the cool air of the room, but you don’t move a muscle.
There’s no waking you up now. 
He scoops you up, your body shifting in response to the movement. He stands still to ensure that you’re still asleep, gazing upon your furrowed brows until they smooth out. That little movement made him smile, he hadn’t been this close to you, to feel you in his arms made this a lot more real.
All within the time span of 15 minutes, he puts you in the back seat of his car, grabs a few of your necessities, your work bag, and he leaves the scene. When he gets in the driver's seat, he discards the gloves and peeks back at you. You had no idea that your life was about to get flipped upside down.a
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Yang Hyun-suk resigned only in façade → quietly returned
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Yang Hyun-suk (54) announced the launch of the new girl group 'Baby Monster' and returned as YG Entertainment's general producer.
YG Entertainment posted a video of 'YG NEXT MOVEMENT' on its official blog at 0:00 on the 1st. Through this, the launch of the new girl group 'BABYMONSTER', which will be introduced in 7 years, was officially launched and the 7 members were revealed for the first time.
In particular, Yang Hyun-suk appeared in the video and was introduced with the subtitle 'YG General Producer'. Previously, in June 2019, Yang Hyun-suk announced his resignation due to Seungri's Burning Sun scandal. Yang Hyun-suk said, "I thought there should never be a situation where YG, its celebrities, and fans are harmed by me anymore. I intend to lay down all positions and all tasks at YG."
Even after that, Yang Hyun-suk was handed over to trial for threatening an informant in order to end the drug investigation of B.I, a member of iKON. This was recently acquitted by the court, and Yang Hyun-suk implied a return by saying, "Now I will do my best in my original position."
In the end, Yang Hyun-suk returned with the launch of a new group. He said, "You can think of it as a baby with YG's genes. As the first group to be announced at the new headquarters, we can introduce a team called Baby Monster."
However, since the resignation was only a facade, the return was a scheduled procedure. Yang Hyun-suk said, "I have hopes that I will become a star who will surprise the world, just as I have surprised myself through monthly evaluations for the past four years. I hope that you will evaluate me according to what you see and hear."
Starting with the first introduction video on January 1st, YG Entertainment plans to sequentially introduce the skills and information of Baby Monster members through continuous promotions.
They explained, "Baby Monster members are the final elite members who have overcome a thousands-to-one competition to become YG Entertainment trainees and have undergone professional training for the past four years. Most of them are teenage girls."
"Because I am still a trainee before my debut, I planned this program with the intention of first showing Baby Monster's skills and talents to the public without filtering, and receiving a cold-hearted pre-evaluation. scheduled,” he added.
Baby Monster is a junior group of BLACKPINK, the world's most popular female group, and a new girl group released by YG Entertainment after 7 years, drawing global fans' attention.
BLACKPINK's Jennie praised Baby Monster, saying, "They seem to be doing very well overall." Lisa said, “The combination of 7 people looks very good,” and showed extraordinary affection by directing the choreography.
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yoursinfulurges · 6 years
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Nct as youtubers
Lucas: Channel name, Fukboi69. Pranking channel. The type to film himself with only a towel on his waist. "Whoops, i forgot a shirt.." *flexes guns* his intro is definitely a mini compilation of him being a fuck boy... mirror pics, pulling down his boxers to reveal a little more than he should, tongue out and hair messy, lookin like a fuckin horn dog that fucks anything with two legs. Intro music would probably be make love by gucci mane and nicki minaj.
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Mark: Lucas' hype man and roommate. Doesn't have a youtube channel but is seen in most of lucas' vlogs. Has like 700,000 followers on instagram, account name, noodle.poodle.poutine. Has like 5 shirtless pics and 80 crack pics, and has like a really aesthetic picture with a stupid caption. "Lmao I'd suck that dick" its a picture of a tall tree
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Jungwoo: Channel name, Snoopy. DIY channel. Snoopy everything. When his diys don't work he cries. Background really neat and clean. Lives next to lucas and mark. "Lucass~ keep it doown~" he said with a soft uwu voice. Fairy lights in the background. Type of guy to film in his pjs. Mainly food based shit. "Hello guys^^ welcome back to my channel!!!" UWU overload. That overly positive music playing in the background 24/7. In a scandal with lucas because of a picture of jungwoo naked in lucas' arms were leaked. From that point everyones been shipping the two. "Ok, today we're doing the boyfriend tag!!!" "What the fuck, you told me we were gonna have se-" LETS START!"
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Winwin, yuta, and taeil. Channel name, 3gdudez, yuta picked it. Taeil said no to dickoverlord97. Runs an animation channel. Winwin draws and its just stick people with little characteristics, but its ok because its cute. Definitely would tell storytimes and 'what if' shits. "S-so i was taking a shower then yuta suddenly got in with me..." Winwin's character is sitting in a tub with a floatie on "wait what." Taeil screamed while yutas character has a wonkey drawn smirk on. "I mean, im not saying i saw anything,... but he was pretty big..." winwin draws his feet big instead...
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Taeyong and kun: Channel name, cooking show in my bedroom. A cooking show and tips on keeping an organized life style. Two gay dads raising 6 children. "Haechan sweetie, quit harassing your brother. You know how he gets when you insult him" "but dad, someone needs to tell renjun the truth about his hair." "jisung, honey, are you ok?..." jisung hunched over in the corner rubbing soap all over his hands in a slow worrying manner.
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Johnny and jaehyun: fashion lifestyle shit. Channel name something artsy and unique basically made up, so like,....Siranic. idk just made it up, but like it would have meaning to it. Like, an overwhelming feeling of joy being brought on by an object. Really aesthetic shots all over seoul. Like im talking brick walls and sun sets. The type of dudes to skateboard everywhere. Type of guys to plan what they wear. Really hipster apartment, black brick walls, beautiful old school decor, 2 bedroom with the kitchen connected to the living room. Really small but cozy, like the dream new york or Germany apartment. Content, advice giving and fashion shit, book recommendations and crap.
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Doyoung, and Haechan: exposing channel. Channel name, Oops i Spilled the tea. Shades one another in their individual videos. Only facts and sass. Gives 0 fucks what so ever. Sass, sass, and more sass. "Just the right amount of sass class and ass." "didn't you get surgery?" "QUIT EXPOSING ME!"
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Ten: a dancing channel, name, the 13th dancing prince. Collabs with Johnny and jaehyun offten. Dances to a variety of music. Sometimes he does random dance montages where he fools around and be a crackhead.
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Renjun: relatable channel, name, mylifesuckslol. Posts funny vlogs about life and school. 3 am rants about stress and his brothers stupidities. Uses an iphone 7 as a camera and edits with i movie. Laughs at everything and anything. Often collabs with jisung and chenle because he has no friends. The purest lil group ever.
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Jamin and jeno: the most click baity channel out there. Their channel name is, brothers and lovers. Posts 'i made out with my brother?' 'I got him pregnant!!' 'Our parents found out!!!!' But 99% of the time its just a normal vlog.
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Jisung and chenle : does whatever they want, name, lolidk2. Sometimes asmr vids, sometimes vlogs. Often films their brothers getting yelled at. likes to pull harmless pranks. Films themselves having their own mini music video in the grocery store and always ends up getting lost.
Idk what the fuck this was but i hope you enjoyed it....
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todobaku-shoukat · 5 years
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The Heir that was Switched at Birth (1/?)
AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18906280/chapters/44880064
Previous chapter: https://todobaku-shoukat.tumblr.com/post/185032381485/the-heir-that-was-switched-at-birth-0
One moment, Bakugou is watching as he and Todoroki slowly became translucent, and the next, he was in a completely dark place, nothing around him as if he was floating in space. Bakugou is not given any time to react when a voice comes from inside his own head.
 “Welcome, little hero. It’s your honour to be able to characters in my story. I am The Writer, and your mission is to change the plot of this story.”
 As Bakugou was going to be transmigrated into the character’s body, the character’s name is automatically changed to his own. In the original storyline, the original host of the body is a cannon fodder, serving only to develop the romance between the two leads and to spice up the plot. The main character is called Shiori Hasu, and he was born to a wealthy and powerful family in the same hospital as story Bakugou. As a single mom who struggled to make ends meet, story Bakugou’s mother decided to switch the babies, hoping that her own child will get to live a lavish life without the worry of when his next meal will be. Since Shiroi was not her own child, story Bakugou’s mother was careless in her parenting of the child. Shiroi had to learn to do many things on his own as a child, learning to cook, to do the laundry, to do all the chores at home while his foster mother went out to work. Sometimes, his foster mother will beat him, venting out her frustrations at the mistreatment she suffered at work. Having to mature early, Shiroi got a job as soon as he could, working hard to help lessen his foster mother’s burden. Shiroi did all sort jobs, multiple jobs, overworking himself so much that he had injured his face when doing construction work. As he needed to maintain his looks for his job at the bar, Shiroi had no choice but to do some minor surgery. For that, his foster mother had beaten him for “wasting money”. Shiroi had to protect his face as if his life depended on it. Because it did. His job at the bar made the most money after all.
 And indeed, his job at the bar saved his life. Sugaru Kou was the male lead of the story, Shiroi’s love interest. The Sugaru family had close relations to the Bakugou family, so Sugaru was surprised when he sees Shiroi at the club. Shiroi had a close and uncanny resemblance to the Bakugou parents, setting alarms ringing in Sugaru’s mind. Deciding to resolve his bewilderment, Sugaru approaches Shiroi to learn more about him. What he learns about Shiroi slowly captures Sugaru’s heart. Even though Shiroi was physically abused by his so-called mother, Shiroi never resented her, instead trying his best to lessen her burden. Shiroi’s purity and kindness despite his poor upbringing made the rich and wealthy heir soften, and Sugaru swore to protect Shiroi. To do so, Sugaru hired a private investigator to do a complete background check on Shiroi. Due to an incident, Sugaru realises that Shiroi might actually be the Bakugou parents’ child. After forcing the truth out of Shiroi’s foster mom, the truth was revealed.
 The Bakugou parents had been surprised, and mostly, they felt apologetic to Shiroi. Their poor child had been forced to suffer so much while they did not know a thing. Even though they resented the woman who swapped their child at birth, the woman’s child who they brought up was not at fault. Hence, with Shiroi’s kind understanding, story Bakugou is allowed to remain in the Bakugou family. However, story Bakugou was not satisfied with the outcome. From being the famous heir to the Bakugou corporation, he became a poor con woman’s child. As the Bakugou parents are kind and supportive parents, they had encouraged story Bakugou to follow his dreams, the latter eventually becoming a popular idol. Since Bakugou’s background was hidden when he debuted, the public did not know that the idol Bakugou was involved in the Bakugou family baby swap drama. Using the media to his advantage, Bakugou tried to spread nasty rumours about Shiroi, trying to ruin Shiroi and reclaim his place as the Bakugou heir. However, with Sugaru’s protection, story Bakugou never managed to succeed. At the same time, there was someone else protecting Shiroi. The Todoroki family used to be Yakuzas before they eventually legalised all their businesses. However, they still had dealings with the Yakuza. The new head of the Todoroki family had known Shiroi when they were children, the latter saving him once, leaving Shiroi with a characteristic scar on his wrist. Later on, they had lost contact. Years later, when Todoroki sees the scar on Shiroi’s wrist, he decides to protect Shiroi. And so, with both Sugaru and Todoroki protecting Shiroi, story Bakugou’s attempts to ruin Shiroi backfires, scandals of himself spreading like wildfire. The truth of his background came to light, as well as news of his messy private life and his using of money and power to force people to do things they didn’t want to.
 In order to relieve his anger and frustration, story Bakugou had gone into a bar. There, he was drugged. The next morning, story Bakugou could not move, the burning pain in his behind him telling him what had been done to him when he was unconscious. When he could finally move, story Bakugou had tried to leave the hotel, only to be caught by a hoard of angry fans. Without his knowledge, photos of the night before were all over the internet. Rumours of his messy private life having actual evidence. And as story Bakugou tried to escape the furious fans, he gets into a car accident. Due to his now anti-fans being uncooperative, story Bakugou dies, the news of his death being praised as being karma. On the other hand, story Todoroki’s illegal dealings were found, his corporation seized and an enemy eventually killing him in prison. As the two cannon fodders of the story, Bakugou and Todoroki’s mission was to change their fate.
 After hearing the storyline, Bakugou can only roll his eyes at how lame the story was. And despite wanting nothing but to blast The Writer into bits, Bakugou decides that he has to do his so-called mission to change the storyline. Firstly, there was no way Bakugou was going to let himself suffer through all that shit. He wasn’t going to give up his first time to a bunch of unknown jerks who probably were diseased or some shit. Secondly, if he and Todoroki could change the plot enough to keep The Writer interested, then there will be lesser victims. From what they have gathered, The Writer can only capture limited people at one time. As heroes, it was Bakugou and Todoroki’s job to protect as much as to attack. And so, they had to remain in these alternate universes or story worlds or whatever it is, so as to prevent more victims being caught. And hopefully, the other heroes can quickly resolve the case.
 Even though he had already expected it, given the information they have already gathered, Bakugou cannot help cursing when he opens his eyes to see that he had already finished the shot of drugged alcohol. Bakugou wants to slam the now empty cup on the table, but he knows that he shouldn’t alert the bastards that drugged him. It was always best to keep the enemy unsuspecting so that their guards will be lower. With the senses strengthened by hero training, Bakugou assesses the situation, estimating about six suspicious people with their attention on him. Having made a plan, Bakugou slowly groans and rolls his eyes in annoyance, pretending to pick up a phone call. Acting as if someone was rushing him, Bakugou quickly stumbles out the chair, making his way to the doors when suddenly, someone familiar walks in.
 At that moment, Bakugou forgets about his plan and the limited time he has before the drugs take effect. Seeing Todoroki’s stupid face, Bakugou is reminded of his worry (which he will never admit) and his fury. At least Todoroki is here now, Bakugou thinks. Here is someone he can trust and leave his back to.
 “You half-and-half bastard!” Bakugou shouts nonetheless, rushing towards Todoroki. After all, feeling relieved at seeing Todoroki did not dampen his annoyance a single bit.
 However, before Bakugou can even come close to Todoroki, Todoroki’s bodyguards stop him. The bodyguards try to grab at Bakugou who instinctively avoids them, turning to attack them instead.
 “Hey! Half-and-half! Aren’t you gonna do shit?” Bakugou growls as he sees Todoroki just standing there. But when Bakugou makes eye contact with the other, he realises a huge problem. Todoroki did not seem to have retained his memories. But… Is he really Todoroki? Did Todoroki really get transmigrated into this world as well? For some reason, call it unrealistic or hopeless romantic, but Bakugou just instinctively knew that it had to be Todoroki.
 It is Todoroki, right?
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