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shygirl4991 · 2 months

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Mario's Mysteries (Cause im weak)

So it begins ready everyone its show time and i think we are the main characters. Spoilers Theory (at end) and thought of episode

The first show is here and our stars is SMG4 and Mario while i love the idea of tarot cards movie/TV posters work.

seems that whatever the Adware is doing is increasing negative traits of our heroes, I mean we know how scary SMG4 can be when mad but what gets me is the font color i could be over thinking it but usually when Four is feeling intense emotions his text isn't so dark

another show on how this program is increasing SMG4 aggression mostly at Mario, we know that they are best friends but even so Mario can be a bit much making the crew feel irritated at him. This episode seems to really make Four want Mario dead even tho we know if Mario dies the world ends.

Hell yeah its TV time lets dance as puzzle vision isnt brainwashing us at all! You can see at the end of the song Meggy, Tari, clench, and SMG3 are in the void screaming with Bob missing. Given we dont see bob in the weird TV break maybe bob is the next actor for our line up?

THIS BITCH LOOKED AT US HE KNOWS WE ARE TRYING TO FIGURE HIS SHIT OUT!! Guys i have many emotions from this the adware knows we are watching it makes me wonder if the movie will have to do with us, since he is doing it for the entertainment and he was the one that gave us control of wotfi 2023 from the looks of the room we were in at the end. Im just screaming

we are still in the basement we never left we are still there arent we? Is Puzzle vision making the crew see themself in a show but in fact they are being puppets to put on a show for our entertainment?

so we get a link and are able to rate the episode every go check it out and rate this might be important like wotfi lets just hope its not a trap from the adware. I put the link on the photo if you guys haven't left a rating! Alright everyone i now take my break im thinking of taking a week off so i might be back for next episode idk but i will see you guys next time later!!!

Theory The adware knows we are watching it makes me wonder if the movie will have to do with us, since he is doing it for the entertainment and he was the one that gave us control of wotfi 2023 from the looks of the room we were in at the end. So it makes me wonder if he is using us to power up with the rating system and shit since he is TV and his power is all about entertainment what if us giving the love makes Four loose his channel at the end and Four learns that losing his channel he still has his friends and together can beat the adware that be good growth for four and helps three see that the two of them are equals and are friends since he has doubts given how famous four is. Another thought also what if the only way to beat puzzle vision is THE PERFECT VIDEO!!! it has three and four meme powers in it and it wasn't touched by the adware and it's still there in the hole with peach castle. What if the final fight takes them there and three finds it or four. what if the channel then becomes SMG3 and 4 channel and they together run it! another thought im thinking smg3 has to be the one to break free he has been main focus and not to mention three doesn't belong here, he is the king of the graveyard he was never meant to be a character here but we the viewers broke that rule by getting the good ending maybe by getting that good ending we gave the crew a better fighting chance given Three is a stronger guardian since its shown how three uses his powers so causal without a second thought

#smg4 #smg3 #shygirl4991 #shay react #smg4 puzzlevision #smg4 theory

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teecupangel · 7 months

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So I had this idea of Connor meeting adéwale who gets a sense of deja vu but can’t pinpoint from whereand the two of them teaming up to find the son of adewale’s friend and Connor’s father both not realizing that they are looking for the same person until they have a run in with haytham and adewale having a lot of things of Connor suddenly make sense with the reveal

So this would be a bit hard considering Shay killed Adéwalé while Ratonhnhaké:ton was just a kid but we can fudge it a bit. They did talk a bit after Shay struck him down so we can make this a case of “he almost died but he didn’t”.

Let’s say one of Adéwalé’s crewmembers survived and found him, dragging him out of danger and helping him survive.

During that time, Adéwalé dreams of Edward Kenway, of the past they shared, the letters they sent to one another…

When he wakes up, months have passed and he was still too weak that he could barely walk.

He had been transported to Port-au-Prince and being taken care of by his son, Babatunde Josèphe. His son tells him to rest and that they’re trying to get in contact with the Colonial Assassins but with no luck. Messengers either return empty handed, talking about the danger and the heightened Templar presence, or they do not return at all.

The Templars had the colonies under their control and it was becoming too dangerous to try and infiltrate the colonies while Shay Cormac, the Assassin Hunter, is on the hunt.

Adéwalé can’t do anything but try to heal his weak body, his mind dwelling deeper and deeper into the darkness the more news they hear about what had happened to the Assassins in the colonies.

The Assassins Adéwalé knew.

By the time he was strong enough, the damage had been done and the Brotherhood were too busy in France and Britain. Their letters asking Achilles if he needed help only being met with silence.

But Adéwalé knew he needed to go back there.

No.

He needed to see Haytham Kenway.

And kill him.

Even if it was the last thing he did.

Haytham Kenway had destroyed what the Kenway stand for, what Edward had worked so hard to create.

As Edward’s friend…

As his only remaining friend…

It was Adéwalé’s duty to destroy the last remaining Kenway before more damage could be done.

His son tells him he was projecting his guilt and anger to someone else.

His grandson did not understand why he was leaving.

Adéwalé was part of the past and he was dragging Haytham Kenway with him if it was the last thing he would do.

So he returns to the colonies and meets up with Achilles.

That’s when he meets up with the young man learning under Achilles.

Ratonhnhaké:ton.

There was something about him that reminded Adéwalé of Edward Kenway…

So he took Ratonhnhaké:ton under his wings as well and Achilles didn’t say anything. Ratonhnhaké:ton never told Adéwalé about his father by name because Achilles had told him months before Adéwalé had returned that he should keep it a secret.

Being known as Haytham Kenway’s son would only put him in danger.

So Ratonhnhaké:ton kept quiet.

And they formed a bond with Adéwalé assisting him.

Where Achilles pushed for caution, Adéwalé supported any way he can.

Ratonhnhaké:ton was free, like Edward. It would only serve to push him away if they try to chain him down.

The best way to support Ratonhnhaké:ton was to help him.

And then…

That faithful winter day…

In an abandoned church…

Ratonhnhaké:ton and Adéwalé come face to face with the man they were both searching for.

#and this is where shit goes down #dun dun dun #haytham could easily break their bond #… or so he thinks #you know what would hurt haytham?#if adéwalé says that ratonhnhaké:ton is more of edward’s kin that he would ever be #like haytham wouldn’t react to it #but internally?#dude has one of the biggest daddy issues in the franchise #both as the daddy and as the son XD #assassin's creed #ratonhnhaké:ton #connor kenway #haytham kenway #adewale #i'm not tagging shay since he only appear in the beginning #fic idea: assassin's creed #teecup writes/has a plot

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mimikabii-archive · 2 years

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they infiltrated my turf war match and lost

#shay speaks #splatoon 3 #spamton #jevil #deltarune #they were good thou but they didnt know how to react to my ink mines lol #not art

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metalfeather · 2 months

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Listen since Carter can reshape the nth metal into whatever he likes I think it'd be fun if he turned it into all sorts of random weapons

Mace? no he's gonna stab you with the hidden blade Oop it's a buster sword now

#;ooc.#'hey didn't blue beetle do this--' yes but can jaime absolutely slice a bitch in half and not react? no. that's why carter is better #also smth to....each hawk person favoring a different style of combat #kendra has the metal wings rn so her favoring wing combat makes sense. doing damage that way #shay's a trained cop so it makes sense for her to favor CQC #carter? let him swap weapons on the fly. like yeah the mace is his go to but #him with an ever-changing weapon? he goes into a sword slash into an axe overhead into a spear sweep #make him a fighting game character is what I'm saying

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sipsteainanxiety · 1 year

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been watching cody ko react to eps of the button and now i'm thinking of a one shot with bkg LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOO

#omg he would never sign up for that shit #but imagine... pro hero version of the button...#BLINDFOLDED #!!!!#YEAHHH BLINDFOLDED #GOD #i love trashy reality tv but only if im watching other people react to it #go to sleep shay it's late o'clock

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starswallowingsea · 1 year

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love watching my mutuals go down the same rabbit hole i did for any piece of media

#this post is about tia and also anyone ive convinced to watch link click #or play enstars. or read any of my fave mangas #this is about watching ed react to bsd on discord #its about all my friends and mutuals <3 #shay speaks

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viciouslyfilthy · 1 year

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"If I were a little more motivated, I too would plan to destroy human kind myself with the most suffering and terror imaginable. If only I cared that much to waste my time.

...If only this species was worth caring enough like they portray me to do so in your little web series."

#infernal flames ( shai )#dash commentary.#just finished watching the new mandela catalogue videos <3 and my shai muse came on #i like to imagine her reacting to her 'alternate version' in the series #existential dread tw #violence tw

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mirrortouchedsea · 8 months

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want 2 write but feel like shit

#maybe i'll take rqs if anyone has any....#not tarot ones im in my bed on my laptop and do not want to move to get the cards #im so so fucking tired i have eaten one (1) pancake today and some m&ms and nothing else #i got my covid shot and its kicking my ass. i've never reacted this bad before i hate it here #shay speaks #not writing

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gistlore · 2 years

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“Shay na football age?” – Netizens react as Carter Efe reveals his real age

“Shay na football age?” – Netizens react as Carter Efe reveals his real age Fast-rising singer, Carter Efe has stirred doubts after he revealed his real age. The comedian who has be making the waves in the music industry took to his Twitter page to reveal he is turning 21 years in a few days time. It follows then that the budding music star is currently 20 years old. Sharing a photo of himself…

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#“Shay na football age?” – Netizens react as Carter Efe reveals his real age

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mandalhoerian · 1 year

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Shai! Shai! I've thought of another scenario for Leon😊 Altho being a new fan I've come to the conclusion that Leon is the type to believe he's not good enough for his partner, he believes they could do better then him. So imagine a Leon who has finally accepted he has feelings for you and works up the courage to confess only for you to turn the tables on him and say you dont feel good enough for him. I imagine he would be in disbelief? How would he react to his crush telling him "You're too good for me Leon."?

too good for me | leon kennedy x reader

pairing: leon kennedy x reader (unspecified gender) genre: fluff, miscommunication, the "endeared badass x normal person scared shitless of the endeared badass" trope. no spice, unfortunately. only good vibes and leon being head over heels smitten. enjoy! word count: 2.7K? It's short! notes: hi sarah! i am SO SORRY this has taken forever. you requested this one month ago! its been so hectic lately, i've been having health problems that required regular hospital visits and tests upon tests, but now that my surgery (yeah i know... yikes) is authorized i'm only waiting for them to call me for the date and have all the time in the world to get my rest and write. i'm also working on your other (wink wink) request! thank you so much for being patient with me. hope this is what you had in mind! i also added my touch and ideas to it lmao. happy reading!!

🌀 read on ao3!

“You’re too good for me,” is the hesitant, small answer you give him while avoiding eye contact and playing with your fingers in front of your office’s shared coffee maker Leon had made countless paperwork excuses to be able to simply stop by — to his question, that is, about why you wouldn’t go on a simple date with him.

You puff out an awkward laugh to smooth things over as humorous but it’s forced and not at all sincere.

It’s taken Leon a whole inner journey (Spain. Mostly the simultaneous trauma and catharsis of Spain) to get over himself to recognize what his heart truly wanted but was too pussy to look at before, yet here you two are. The lone angel in his life telling the failure Leon is that he’s too good? For you?

He simply stares, dumbly standing there, piping hot coffee that’s actually incompatible with his taste buds he insists he must do a detour to get from here simply because you often do, stiff and awkward in his hold, thinking he heard you wrong because he hasn’t gotten a good night’s rest — rest, not sleep — in forever since he came back from Spain.

He’s been forcing himself to come to work just for a glimpse of you and your pretty face to recharge his battery, heal his soul a bit, let you be all that occupies his mind despite being laid off after that outrageous mission that resulted in the president’s unwanted favor and nightmares upon nightmares with only anxious yet soothing thoughts of you as the best bad out of the worst he’s had to face— and what is it that you said again?

“You’re joking right?” Leon says, pride not knowing if it should be broken or not because he’s not sure to take this as a rejection, and it isn’t his intention for it to sound that harsh. He’s not some asshole who can’t take no for an answer, it’s your reasoning that has him downright jamming like a gun.

Leon has to remind himself to switch off work mode because now you look mousey as if he has a paw on your tail, shoulders pulled into yourself. “Sorry!” He feels so bad, heart expanding within his ribcage and it aches, fuck, he just wanted to ask you out and all he’s doing is scaring you. “I’m sorry, you were kidding. I didn’t get it— I’m kinda slow and you sound flat sometimes, of course you weren’t serious, I’m—”

“No, I was serious.” His eyebrows furrow at yet another self-degradation from you. “It’s you who has to be kidding. What do you mean too good for you?”

You are at a loss of words, mouth opening but nothing coming out, and finally look him in the eye and all Leon wants to do is lean down and capture your mouth, he’s heavily distracted by you licking your lips and swallowing, the sighting of the tip of your pink tongue makes his shirt suddenly suffocating and tight.

“I mean,” you begin tentatively, unaware of what’s going on in his head, vaguely gesturing to Leon. “Well… You’re you, I mean… And I’m. Me. Look at you and look at me. Why would you even…?”

“Hey,” Leon sets his mug on the counter, closing his eyes and pinching the insides with his thumb and pointer. The implications alone sent a zapping headache through his skull that he knows he has to rest to be able to unpack, especially when he’s finally decided on seriously pursuing you in spite of himself. Leon can’t let this remain unaddressed, for your sake and his sanity. “How about I wait for you after work today and we talk about this somewhere else?” He’s squinting. “In detail.”

“We don’t really need to—”

“We do.” Leon wants you to see he’s serious about this — about you. “Because I see something here that I want to pursue and we can’t have any misunderstandings. Would appreciate it if you at least give me the chance to clear the air.”

“P-pursue?” You swallow and Leon’s mind wanders again. “Clear the air you say…”

He breathes in. “Can you give me your phone?”

You slap it into his palm almost immediately, the speed with which you obey him without asking him any questions surprises him. He wants to scold if you’re willing to hand over your mobile to any guy who asks, but supposes it’s not his place — is frustrated this is what it takes to get him annoyed, as well. He isn’t some young adult. Weirdly, you make him feel like one.

He’s punching his own number in, despite the conflicting feelings, finally feeling like this is getting somewhere and he’s doing it when you start talking again, nervous. “You can uh, clear the air… right here… without taking me to a secondary location…”

His eyes flick up to yours in confusion and you look to the right immediately, and back to him. To the right. Back to him. It’s somehow comedic, because why do you look like you’re cornered by some bad guy?

You really look like you want to be anywhere else than here, Leon’s fucking this up and he doesn’t even know what he’s doing wrong. Was he going too fast? Should he have told you his number and let you save it instead?

You’re mumbling, nervousness clear as day for reasons he can’t fathom, he hears you, but he doesn’t really understand.

“What? What's wrong?" Leon asks, his voice laced with genuine concern. He takes a step closer, wanting to bridge the gap between you and alleviate whatever discomfort you were experiencing. "You seem... uneasy. Did I do something wrong?"

Your eyes meet his briefly, then quickly shift away again, as if you are struggling to find the right words.

Leon's heart sinks. His intention wasn’t to make you feel nervous or pressured, especially when he is genuinely trying to connect with you — then, in a brilliant moment of heart-stopping realization, the fact that you might just not be interested slaps him in the face and he’s…

Well. Wouldn’t that be the reality?

Leon is… He isn’t exactly the ideal man. Not with what he does, and how his life is. He’s aware of that. Have been running from forming connections because of what he knows will end up happening because of that. He can’t get attached and keep losing people — can’t keep getting hurt in the vicious cycle to prevent everyone from getting hurt. It’s been the bane of his existence ever since STRATCOM plucked him off straight from Raccoon City. Even if you work in the same field as him, just different offices, who is to say it will work out anyway?

He’s getting ahead of himself. You might not like him at all in the first place. Jesus.

Maybe you see him for what he is. Maybe you think he’s not —- the effort’s not worth it, and you wouldn’t exactly be wrong in thinking so. You could be wanting something else in life that he only has the desire to give you, and not the promise. He wouldn’t blame you, hell, who would blame someone for being their own person with their thoughts, wishes, wants and goals in life?

You’re too good for me, really, is his line. It has been right from the beginning, his excuse in running away from his undeniable, frightening attraction to you.

"No, it's not you," you finally managed to articulate, prompting Leon to release the breath he was holding, your voice shaky, playing with your fingers. "I just... I feel a bit overwhelmed. This is all happening so fast, and I never expected..."

Leon nods, his expression softening as he realizes the weight of the situation. He hasn’t fully considered how his sudden confession and determination to pursue you might have caught you off guard. He has been so focused on his own feelings that he hasn’t taken into account your own thoughts and emotions.

"I understand," he replies, voice gentle and reassuring. "I didn't mean to overwhelm you. I just... I couldn't keep my feelings to myself anymore. But please know that I don't expect an immediate answer or any commitment from you. I just… Well. I just wanted to tell you. See where this goes. Or, maybe, if that’s not the case… Get rejected for good so I can move on, you know?"

You laugh a little and it’s genuine — you have no idea how it turns Leon’s heart into putty right where it hangs between two lungs. “Do you really mean all of that?”

“Of course,” he says, offended the tiniest bit. “Why do you think I would joke about something like this?”

“It’s not about you joking, really…” You’re uncomfortable again, hesitating to tell him something.

“Hey, you can tell me.”

“Can you promise you won’t get mad?”

“What am I, your father?” He snorts. “Come on, tell me.”

You brace yourself for it and he doesn’t understand why until you say it. “You, um… You’re kinda scary.”

He blinks. “Sorry?”

“Sorry!” You raise your hands up in panic. “I don’t really mean it like that, not to insult you or anything, it’s actually admirable, I’m just saying! Discipline, work ethic, unmatched field performance! You’re very… Very, uh… Intimidating, yeah, that’s the word…? I mean, like… You, uh, you’re famous, you know, we all know your work, you’re very hard working, working hard, very hard work — uh, um… So it’s…”

“I scare you?” Leon swears he felt his eyes get bigger the faster you kept on vomiting words. “You think I would hurt you?”

“No!” You reject strongly, waving a nervous hand at him. Silence befalls later, which you follow awkwardly with a silent, guilty. “Maybe,” after clearing your throat.

He had always strived to be a protector, but he hadn't realized that his image and reputation — what it had become after Spain — could have such an effect on someone he cares about.

"I never meant to scare you," he says softly, his voice filled with genuine remorse, he puts the coffee mug on the counter and leans his hip on it, shoulders sagging a bit as he crosses his arms. The thought of you only feeling intimidation about him leaves a bitter taste worse than the coffee does. "I guess... I've always been so focused on work, on the dangers just around the corner — I’m aware how it might affect my relationships in the long run so I never attempted to form any at all, but I never realized how it might affect how people see me in the first place. I never wanted to make you, of all people, feel this way. I could never hurt you. Never."

“I didn’t want to imply you’re a guy who’d intentionally hurt someone—”

“Don’t worry about it,” he sighs, ruffling his hair to get rid of the awkwardness. “So I’ve just been bugging you this whole time, huh? Jesus. I’m so sorry.”

“No! No, don’t say that, you’re amazing! You’re like a hero around here…”

“Around here doesn’t mean shit,” he replies curtly, and regrets cursing like that in front of you immediately. It’s unbecoming of him — and doesn’t help his image in your eyes at all. He’s getting frustrated. His tone lowers into a softer, more disappointed, heartfelt one. “I only care about how you think of me.”

“Well, you’re amazing,” you say again, bashfully this time, and it prompts him to look at you. There’s something shy about you now that has him standing taller in anticipation, wondering if it’s him reading this wrong or not. “It’s pretty well-known if you didn’t know.”

“I don’t know,” he prods, idiot heart fluttering at the way you’re flustered. “What do you think? Besides intimidating, I mean. Not reporting on the local gossip this time, if you don’t mind.”

“You seem like a nice guy,” you settle. The middle ground. “I’ve seen you with the president’s daughter.”

Leon's expression softens at your words, a mixture of relief and gratitude washing over him. He takes a deep breath, trying to let go of the tension that had built up within him. The mention brings a slight smile to his face, memories of Ashley flooding his mind, a fondness evident in his eyes. "Ah, Ashley. Yeah, that was quite the adventure. Though what can you be other than a nice guy when your mission is the president’s daughter?"

“I know a couple people who’d treat her like a package to be delivered. You prioritized her wellbeing more than anything.”

“What else was I supposed to prioritize?”

“You know what I mean. Emotional wellbeing. I’ve read your initial report and her statement. You cared about her.” A smile tugs at your lips, he can tell you’re a bit more comfortable now. "Especially during what you’ve been through. It's impressive how you handle yourself in those situations."

He shrugs modestly, a hint of pride shining in his eyes. You respect him. "I guess you could say it comes with the job. But it's not all action and danger, you know. There's more to me than just being a government agent."

Your curiosity piques, and you tilt your head, prompting him to continue. "Tell me more. What's Leon Kennedy like outside of work and missions?"

It catches him off guard that you want to know more and take the first step. You could have just rejected him. His heart picks up, chest expanding in excitement, he’s glad for the opportunity to share a glimpse of his life beyond the chaos of his work — he’s normally not eager to share pieces of his life like this, but… He’d give it to you on a silver platter, whether it'd lure you in or not. That’s how Leon knows he wants this with you so bad. “I wanna lie to woo you but… Would it be too unattractive to tell I really don’t have a life outside of work? I’m still trying to find some balance in my life. The upper echelon guys are pretty ruthless and demanding. I guess it means I can say I’m into traveling?”

“Is this the cool guy way of saying you’re an introvert these days?”

The unexpectedness of it is what gets him to throw his head back to laugh, and he catches you staring, scrambling to rub his face to get rid of it and regain some composure. “Yeah,” he breathes. “Pretty much.”

“Well,” you gesture at him, there’s a vague pink hue dusting your cheeks. “What are you into, then?”

God, he can’t stop, “Other than you?” from escaping his dumb mouth. He shouldn’t have said it. It’s too corny. So uncalled for. Your mouth hangs open and he wishes he could rewind the tape to take it back and choose some other option. “Say… What about we continue this discussion after work? I know a good coffee place. Let me make it up to you for invading your lunch time. I’ll tell you all about me, what do you say?”

You look at the clock on the wall, he knows you didn’t get to have anything because he decided to turn up and serenade you with unwanted attention, it’s two birds with one stone for him if you decide to accept — he wouldn’t have asked if he didn’t see a perfect moment to seize the chance.

“Coffee sounds perfect,” you nod, with no pressure from him, and it lifts a great weight off his shoulders. “Would it be okay if I eat something too?”

Why are you so adorable? You don’t know that you own the power to get Leon to have your superiors let you go for the day, but he can’t get too excited right now. “Say the word and it becomes a dinner date.”

It gets you flustered again, you don’t know where to put your hands, and he’s so happy about it. “It’s a weekday… That’d be a bit exhausting…”

“Okay. Coffee date it is.”

He’s noticing you like the cheeky confidence, and it makes sense, considering the intensity had you intimidated. “Thank you,” you say. “I’d like that.”

“Believe me,” Leon can’t stop the grin from overtaking his expression. “My pleasure. You’re honestly too good for me.”

There’s the sudden urge to kiss you when vulnerability and shyness lights up your whole face, but he’ll take it slow. He has to take it slow. For himself.

#leon kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy x reader #leon s. kennedy x reader #leon kennedy #leon kennedy imagine #leon kennedy fanfic #leon kennedy fluff

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shygirl4991 · 3 months

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SMG4: TRASH FRIENDS

I KNOW IM ON BREAK BUT I HAVE TO TALK ABOUT THIS!

the cafe isnt looking so hot this episode makes you wonder what happen

im sorry did they just learn they could do this fklfkjlsd i know when they looked into their past they had the old memes do it but SMG4 just causally shared his memory with Three like how and when did they learn this was a thing they could do!

bet if you told your past self this is a thing they would think your crazy

mario may be their avatar but they cant do everything he does

nerd i love you and your need to roast your friend at random ass times.

my lord there is a in universe version of the series run everyone run!

his cafe is failing something he was proud of cause it made him feel like he found his place in the world after years of chasing SMG4 shadow is now failing the old demons are loud again and he is starting to yet again feel like a poor copy of SMG4. We know that Four doesn't think this but he is also the worse at reading people and cant pick up that SMG3 mental state is cracking as he feels himself slipping into the shadow being forgotten

color theory of mine is shining hard this episode when you focus on these two text colors are going. Given that SMG3 repeated a line SMG4 used in SMG4...are you okay? the start of its gotta be perfect movie story line i wonder if Three is gonna go through something similar its sorta reminding me of my fic next step which has Three facing his demons on what he did to four but in the series it seems its him facing the fear of being forgotten because SMG4 has always been popular memewarts trained Three he will always be in the shadow and that lesson is still there

SMG3 breaks down his true face is shown as seen by the color change he doesnt want to be forgotten and is taken by surprise with how mario reacted he isnt sure why he couldnt be open and talk about his feelings maybe because in the past no one cared to listen till now. Makes me wonder if this how adware could get Three if we got the bad ending could this feeling of being forgotten turn him to the dark side once again maybe lost to it forever? But this timeline we got the good ending so could this be a path to save Three maybe we will be tricked into thinking this is how adware gets him but remembering he has people that listen to his true feelings and know and love him for who he is will give him the power to push back the adware?

i mean damn Four i feel that you act like that way more then SMG3 personal thoughts

its out in the open his feelings and now four knows hopefully with this out in the open the can talk and work on how to move forward this change in SMG3 life isnt going to be easy but he isnt alone anymore

this is why i feel adware wont go after Three or fail to, yes he has negative emotions and strong desires that the adware loves to go after but he has his other half, his partner that when they talk about their feelings they can fix the issue and become stronger as a team. All thanks to moving next door that let him bond and have friends

homie accepting death while Mario is minding his own "ah the gays are at it again" is probs on his mind

and there we have it hopefully SMG4 can help 3 save his cafe and maybe work on the issue of still feeling like he lives in his shadows, the man has done so much to feel like SMG4 is better have a feeling this ep happen due to the votes on who is cooler on youtube (smg4 won it)

#smg4 #shygirl4991 #shay reacts

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teecupangel · 11 months

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here im once again but this time really late jsdfjksdkjfsdjkf, thoughts on whats going on?

This answer is late too, ssoorrrryy

I have created the tag! Here’s the tag for all my reactions and analysis to this webtoon.

Official English translation (the free chapters anyway) here

It seems I have skipped a week so this would be for both Chapter 10 and 11.

Edward’s eyes glow blue this time around even though they glowed red/orange when he used Eagle Vision in a previous chapter. I’m gonna go on a limb and say ‘artistic freedom’ or something. I’m still going for the ‘Eagle Vision makes eyes glow gold’ because it’s me.

The infiltration mission was okay. The coin distraction though…

……………

Coin throws in AC has always been more on the side of “free money!” and used to get civilians to turn into human obstacles for guards.

Coin distraction is more of this dude’s thing:

And…

I don’t understand why they went for that route? Edward has sleeping darts. And, yeah, okay, maybe he doesn’t have it with him but that only makes me go “Why not?”. Edward had always struck me as the type to use whatever is at hand so deliberately leaving his darts and his rope dart? It feels like… it’s a character development that makes him feel dumber than he was before. Assassins used whatever tools are available in their arsenal so, not using or forgetting their tools? Looks bad on Edward’s part.

By the way, Black Flag had whistle so Edward could have whistled instead. Would it have gotten the other guards’ attention? Absolutely. But it would have been more in line with what we know of Edward’s skill sets.

(Does that mean Edward couldn’t have done the coin thing? No. He totally could. It’s just… a rock distraction would be better in my eyes because coin throwing distraction skill is such a known game mechanic of Hitman that it's pretty much a core of the games' identity by now. Maybe this was meant to be a reference to Hitman or something, but I kinda wonder if the authors forgot that coin throwing distraction is not an Assassin’s Creed thing?)

By the way, this isn’t surprising that it’s a full blast musket fire but the safer setup is to have two or three ‘groups’.

The idea is: one group fires then the other group fires while the first group fires. That way, there’s a shorter gap between firing. (This is officially called Volley Fire and it’s quite common)

Just to be clear that I’m not criticizing the authors’ decision to not use volley fire. AC games usually only have one line of musket fire too (ex: AC3) so that might have been a reference to that. Or this was created to show that the shinobis are a real danger that don’t even flinch in the line of fire.

… Or… Oda Nobunaga used volley fire so the Shimazu clan would have an idea that the moment the musket fires and they survive, they win.

Okay, let’s talk about Edward using a katana.

Siiggghhh, I didn’t know I was going to talk about this but here we are.

The action is pretty good.

The choice to give Edward a katana makes me go “why???”

And then there’s Edward’s actual stance when using a katana.

He uses it quite well.

But he uses it like he knows how to use a katana in general which feels weird?

Could he have learned it when he was a pirate? Sure but we never got any indication of that.

Also, his use of the katana is too different from how he uses a single sword in Black Flag. His 'idle' stances themselves are not good for katanas and you would think that Edward would use the katana like his usual sword-stance for single sword but no. He uses it like he knows how to use a katana from the very beginning.

I just… I don’t understand why he has to have a katana for this chapter…

Dude, his usual sword is right there.

I'll believe it more if he had been trying to dual-wield his usual sword and the katana.

Although, I've seen some frames where the sword disappeared like these two...

But seriously, why make Edward use a katana when there's no prior knowledge that he knows how to use the katana?

Rule of cool?

Reeeaaalllyyy???

Putting that aside…

Shimazu Saito isn’t in the Shimazu Clan wiki so he’s most probably created specifically for this one. I do wonder what the kanjis of his name is because if his ‘Sai’ is 西, that could also be read as ‘Sei’ which might add some kind of connection to ‘Shimazu’ Sei.

Also…

This might be a POE, probably a Sword of Eden, unless that shonen-manga aura thing is some kind of artist interpretation to show how deadly he is. It looks like an odachi to me and my first idea might be the odachi that would later be known as Haja-no-Ontachi.

This would mean that the Shimazu Clan has a Sword of Eden and I feel like the Templars wouldn't use this willy-nilly so this makes me lean further to the whole 'these Shimazu enemies are rogue 'Templars' that have left the Order and the Shimazu clan for some reason'

Sidebar: I still think this could be a stealth promotion for AC Red but there's also the possibility that this was created to drum up some interest to play/replay Black Flag especially with the rumors of a Black Flag remake in the works and the rumors that they would be headed by Ubisoft Singapore that was developing Skull and Bones. If it did... this might end with Noa Kim being saved by the Assassins who tell him to relive Edward Kenway's older memories because there's 'something' hidden there and the remake will change the modern day setting to Noa Kim instead of Black Flag's Noob.

Which... I don't really support? Because (1) AC1 deserves a remake more (although I am worried that Ubisoft will fuck that up) as Black Flag still holds up well and is more accessible than AC1 and (2) Noob's modern day setting in Abstergo Entertainment was pretty fun imho and it would be funny if the remake's Abstergo Entertainment looks a lot like Ubisoft Quebec's offices.

#it feels weird to give edward a katana that he can wield that easily #shay had a katana and wakizashi but those were animus mods #i don't enjoy 'shimazu' sei #she's so tsundere that my reaction whenever she goes tsun tsun is 'ugh'#sorry i just have short patience for tsunderes in general #teecup analyze and reacts to acft webtoon #assassin's creed #ask and answer #edward kenway #noa kim #teecup analyze more than necessary

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Anticipation

Pairing: Joe Burrow x Reader

Warnings: 18+ / Smut

Description: This is a porny nugget (oneshot) inspired by the new content over the past few days.

Time/Place: May 7, 2024 - Cincinnati, Ohio (second day of on-field workouts)

A/N: In this fic, Joe & Reader are engaged & living together in a LTR.

Inspo pic: (one of many)

You lean in close to the bathroom mirror as you finish applying your eye make-up -- subtle but smoky -- before adding a swipe of red lipstick, your pulse reacting when you hear the garage door open. "What the hell?" you whisper, quickly pulling a shorty robe over your naked body.

Joe wasn't supposed to be home yet; it was day two of on-field workouts, and you expected him to be home late like he was yesterday.

~ ~ ~

Speaking of yesterday, the entire football universe lost their damn minds when the Bengals posted a vid of him throwing for the first time since his wrist surgery. He'd actually been throwing for a while, but it was the first time he allowed video to be posted.

~ ~ ~

You tie the belt on your slinky robe just as he strides into the bathroom looking like a walking orgasm -- black shorts, black sleeveless shirt showing off his muscular arms plus a backwards cap with just enough dirty-blonde curls peeking out to make it interesting.

"Hey," you greet him, squealing when he pounces on you, planting open-mouthed kisses on your neck as you playfully scold him. "Don't mess up my hair and make-up!" you giggle, swatting his hand as he tries to slide it under the hem of your shorty robe.

"I'm serious, Joseph," you double-down when he doesn't relent, eventually wiggling out of his embrace and backing up several steps before continuing. "Shay's gonna be here to pick me up in like thirty minutes. I'm going to Mia's birthday dinner tonight, remember? We don't have time to fool around."

"Thirty minutes is plenty of time to fool around," he argues, taking a couple of steps toward you, his gaze raking over you in a way that makes your toes curl.

"I guess practice went well," you laugh, your pulse reacting to the look on his face as he takes another step toward you.

"It went great," he mutters, licking his lips while giving you another slow once-over. "I really need you right now."

You stare at each other for a few seconds before you speak up. "Have I ever told you no?" you ask.

"Yeah."

"I'm talking strictly about sex," you clarify.

"Oh … then no. Not that I remember."

"And I'm not about to start now," you murmur as you untie the belt on your robe and shrug it off, dropping it on the floor and leaving you naked to his hot gaze. "But you need to make it quick," you state, liquid heat rushing into your core when he steps forward and wraps his big hands around your waist, easily lifting you up onto the marble counter. He drops to his knees as he spreads your legs, his icy-hot eyes glued on yours as he licks a long stripe through your slick folds, from your ass to your clit, fluttering his tongue over the sensitive nub several times before giving it a thorough suck. "Yeah," you breathe, resting your feet on his broad shoulders as he gets down to business.

You enjoy the sensual show for several minutes, absolutely mesmerized by the feel and the sight of him pleasuring you with his agile tongue before you remember you're in a hurry; you pull his backwards cap off and toss it on the floor, burying a hand in his messy hair and gripping hard, using it as leverage to grind against his face.

He senses your urgency and slides two fingers into your slick heat as he continues to devour your clit. "Yeah, just like that," you moan, gritting your teeth as he curls his long fingers inside you, hitting your sweet spot over and over, making a primal sound low in his throat when you cum. Your cries of pleasure echo off the walls of the bathroom as he gently laps up your arousal, murmuring sweet, filthy praise against your trembling flesh as your entire body shakes from the intensity of your climax.

Once you catch your breath, he stands up and strips naked, watching you closely as he slowly sinks his impressive erection into your slick heat; he goes completely still for several heartbeats once he's fully seated, holding his breath as the aftershocks of your orgasm cause your core to rhythmically clench his cock. "Damn, you feel so good, baby," he rasps, swallowing hard as he continues to hold himself completely still, his big, muscular body literally vibrating with need.

You wrap your legs tighter around him and draw in just enough breath to speak. "Fuck me," you whine, and that's all he needs to start thrusting, his eyes still locked on yours as you lean back, the mirror cool against your heated skin; he leans down until his lips are almost touching yours, close enough that you breathe each other's breath as he pounds into you. "I'm gonna destroy your pretty make-up later," he grits out, running his tongue through the glaze of your arousal on his bottom lip before sucking his lip between his teeth, the provocative noise making your core clamp down hard.

"I can't wait," you whimper, reaching a hand down and scissoring your fingers on either side of his cock as he continues to ride you hard, the feel of his slick length sliding through your fingers making your toes curl. "Lean back, I wanna watch," you pant, looking down as he does your bidding, the sight of his thick cock disappearing inside you over and over making you lightheaded with desire. "Pull out and finish on my stomach," you urge. "I wanna see it." He nods and gives several more thrusts before following orders, pulling out and gripping his glistening cock, giving a few tugs before throwing his head back and releasing thick ropes of cum onto you, the noises he makes going straight to your clit.

Too bad we don't have more time, you think to yourself, pressing light kisses on his shoulder as he collapses against you.

~ ~ ~

Fifteen minutes later, you're freshly washed and dressed in your halter sundress and peep-toe heels, easing your way down the stairs as Joe follows close behind wearing nothing but his black boxer briefs.

"What time will you be home?" he asks.

"Not too late," you answer, peeking out the window beside the front door before giving him a saucy grin. "I'm coming home straight after dinner instead of going to the club with the girls."

"Obvi," he mutters.

You raise your eyebrows. "Obvi? What does that mean?"

"Ummm, just that there's no reason for you to go to a club without me?"

You take a deep breath before responding. "Are you fucking serious," you say quietly. "I mean, your ass has been hitting clubs from Austin to Aspen and everywhere in between. Not to mention the strip club in Scottsdale."

His mouth drops open. "It wasn't a strip club!"

"My bad," you chuckle. "Not a strip club but a club with scantily clad bottle girls."

"I told you we were going there, and you seemed okay with it. Plus I didn't remotely interact with the bottle girls," he argues.

"Calm down," you soothe, "I saw a few pics and vids of you standing on the back wall as far from the 'action' as possible."

"Hope I didn't look as awkward as I felt," he grumbles.

"You looked pretty awkward, not gonna lie." You bite your lip to keep from laughing as you continue. "Hot as hell but def awkward."

He narrows his eyes at you as you try to suppress your giggles. "Thanks a lot," he grumps. "You know that's not my scene, and it damn sure wasn't my idea."

"Awww, poor baby," you purr, sticking your tongue out sarcastically. "Forced to be surrounded by hot, naked women. That must have been awful for you."

"They weren't naked!" he sputters.

"Oh yeah, just scantily clad," you tease. "So no biggie, right?"

"Right," he grumbles.

"Cool," you nod, giving him a wink accompanied by a smirk. "Keep that same energy in a few weeks when I go to Kayla's bachelorette party."

"Wait … what?" His eyebrows immediately head for his hairline. "I thought y'all were just renting a big, fancy airbnb with a resort-style pool."

"That's right," you nod, batting your lashes at his confused look.

"From what you've told me," he muses, chewing on his plump bottom lip while trying to recall the last convo you had about the party. "Y'all are having a pool party, catered BBQ dinner, hitting a club to dance, then coming back to the airbnb for a sleepover and brunch the next day."

"That's the plan," you state, not even trying to hide your shit-eating grin.

"Okaaay, so what do you mean by 'keep that same energy'?" he asks.

You give a nonchalant shrug before answering. "Kayla's maid of honor decided to hire a bartender and a couple of cocktail waiters. They'll be there for the pool party and dinner. They're obvs not staying for the sleepover."

His eyes quickly go from comically wide to narrow slits. "Cocktail waiters?"

"Yep."

He gives an annoyed snort while rolling his eyes. "Emphasis on the 'cock' I'm assuming?"

"I mean, they're not strippers."

"So they're gonna be fully clothed the entire time?"

"Define 'fully clothed'," you snark, giggling when his mouth drops open. "Oh please, don't look so scandalized," you continue. "They're gonna be scantily clad not butt naked." You inspect your new manicure for a second before recapturing his gaze. "And we've established that scantily clad is perfectly fine for these types of things, right?"

He starts to speak, but the look on your face stops him cold. "Right," he eventually mumbles.

"Good," you smile. "It would be pretty hypocritical of you to hold me to a different standard than you hold yourself."

You stare at each other for several heartbeats before your phone rings, causing both of you to jump; you check the display and quickly answer it, nodding your head and listening as Shay tells you what's up.

You eventually end the call and take a deep breath. "Mia is having flu-like symptoms, so we're gonna postpone her birthday dinner."

"That's too bad," he states, gently taking your phone and purse and setting them on the entryway table. "We'll order food in a bit, but first I need something, okay?" he asks, reaching a hand behind your neck to untie your halter dress. You nod without saying anything as he helps you take your dress off, your body humming with anticipation as he folds your dress and places it on the entryway table. He slides your panties off and tosses them to the side before turning to face you, the look on his face causing your core to contract.

You sink to your knees and reach both hands out toward him, licking your lips as he steps into your embrace; your mouth waters as you help him strip off his undies, your hands immediately teasing his erection as it springs free, your tongue tracing that one prominent vein, base to tip. "So good," he breathes, watching close as you wrap your ruby-red lips around his thick shaft and start bobbing, slow at first then a little faster, your eyes watering as his tip hits the back of your throat.

He leans into the pleasure, one big hand planted against the front door and the other cupping the back of your head, his hips rolling forward as you take him deep. "So good, baby, but I wanna cum inside you," he eventually groans, pulling out and reaching down, wrapping his hands around your waist and chuckling at the squeal you let out as he easily hoists you over his shoulder.

"Holy shit, you're a total caveman," you giggle. "Carrying me like a sack of potatoes."

"Like a sexy sack of potatoes," he purrs, taking the stairs two at a time while you hold on for dear life.

"Don't drop me!" you chirp.

"I lift quadruple your weight every fucking day," he boasts. "Don't worry about me dropping you."

"Yes, sir," you breathe, squeezing your eyes closed until he gently lays you on the bed; you let your thighs fall open, expecting him to immediately crawl in between. When that doesn't happen, you flutter your eyes open, making eye contact with him. "You okay?" you ask. "Did you hurt your wrist?"

"My wrist is fine," he soothes, his pretty lips twisting into a sardonic grin. "Just so you know," he continues. "I'm gonna fuck you stupid before you go to that dumb bachelorette party."

"You always fuck me stupid," you purr.

"Then I'm gonna fuck you double stupid," he boasts, his cocky smirk making you chuckle.

"I can't wait," you admit. "The anticipation is half the fun."

"Oh yeah? Then you can anticipate walking funny tomorrow after I get done with you tonight."

"Don't threaten me with a good time," you tease, squealing in delight when he rolls you onto your stomach and smacks your ass, his lips finding that perfect spot behind your ear as he crawls between your spread thighs.

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