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weirdozjunkary · 10 months

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I made another small fic for the movie version of the MVA AU cause I think its fun. It might evolve into its own thing unrelated to MVA, but I really like this funny au of an au

Wedding crasher

(Another movie MVA AU fic oneshot)

The sun beamed down on the beautiful Hawaiian beachside. It was a beautiful day for a wedding. Beautiful it was. But maybe too much.

Triiiing—Triiiing! Triiiing—Triiiing!

Toms phone began ringing before Rachel and Randal could exchange their vous. “Sorry! Sorry! My bad! I thought it was on silent!” Tom nervously chuckled as he shit off his phone. He revived daggers from the bride who already hated his guts.

Triiiing—Triiiing! Triiiing—Triiiing!

“So help me, Thomas!” Rachel shouted at him.

“Sorry! Sorry! Let me just take this! I’m so sorry!” He said and ran off to the side to take the call as silently as he could. “What?!” He silently shouted at the hedgehog from his phone. “This better be an emergency, or so help me I’ll…. What’s that noise?”

“Oh uh… there is a little bit of an emergency!” Sonic sheepishly said. The wind blowing wildly into the phones receiver.

“What’s going on? Why are you so close to the camera? Did you get into trouble again?”

“You could say that….” He had no idea how to tell him what had happened. I mean, how do you explain that you grew 50-feet in one knight, turned blue, an angry echidna has teamed up with a man that you both thought was dead by now, and now you are again running away from them with an unconscious fox in your palm because they want you dead. Actually, knowing Tom, he wouldn’t really be that surprised by any of this.

“Oh my god. Do I really need to come home, now?

“No no no! You’re good! I just need you to throw the ring I gave you, like right now!”

“What? Why?”

“Listen, I got only one ring on my right now, and it won’t be big enough! I need you to throw it, NOW!”

Big enough? What the hell did he mean by that? Was he bringing a truck through or something? “Okay, just hold on a minute! How do I even do this?!”

“Just picture where you want the ring to go! Now picture this!” Sonic struggled to turn the phone around to face the front of him. There, what Tom saw was the massive snowy mountains of Siberia.

“Why are you in Siberia?!”

“JUST THROW THE DAMN RING!”

At the alter, though trying to enjoy the moment, Rachel noticed Tom, silently yelling to the hedgehog whom she suspected to be at the other side of the phone. She sighed. Of course, that little devil had caused enough destruction to her life, even if it was minor. What was he even doing now? Oh god, was he really bringing that little idiot here? Now of all times?

She watched as Tom threw the ring he had in his pocket and created that familiar golden portal that she had seen Sonic use at least once before. But what she didn’t expect was for it to suddenly double in size. The sight managed to catch everyone’s attention.

Screaming came from it. A booming scream that grew increasingly louder and louder, and Tom grew increasingly more and more shocked. He jumped out of the way just as a giant hedgehog fell through it. The ring disappeared not long after.

“Ugh… ow…” Sonic groaned, slowly sitting up from the now ruined grass.

“S-Sonic?” Tom said warily. “Are…. Are you alright?”

He waved a hand to him. “Hey. Yeah. I’m good.”

“Good, good… because YOURE IN SO MUCH FUCKING TROUBLE!”

“Language!”

“DONT BACK TALK TO ME! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU?! YOU GREW FIFTY FEET IN TWO DAYS?!”

“Actually like five minuets.”

“WHAT?!”

“Okay, Tom! You need to calm down!” Maddie said, putting a hand on him. She pointed to the hedgehog. “Now YOU! Talk! Now!”

“Okay, long story short. I got hit by presumably this magic emerald which caused me to be like this. Robotnik came back with this echidna name Knuckles and now they’re trying to kill me! I grabbed Tails and- wait- TAILS!”

“Wait- Tails? Who is Tails?”

Sonic looked around him and lifted up the still unconscious fox from the dirt. He poked him with a finger. “Tails, please! Please wake up! Come on!” He lightly shook his hand.

“Sonic. Give him to me.” Maddie said.

“O-okay. Alright.” Sonic stammered. He gently placed the fox on the ground in front of her. God, he was really banged up. “Please, Maddie! He has to be alr-AH!” Sharp pain stuck into his shoulder. He put a hand over it and looked at what had hit him. Sleeping darts. Hundreds of them. Heavy duty ones too.

“Sonic?” Tom called out in worry.

“Wait! No…. I have… to…” A drowsiness came over him almost instantly and he struggled to keep his eyes open. “No… Tails…” He crashed onto the ground with a shaking thud, his hand falling into the altar beside him. Just after, various men across the crowed had drawn out guns they had kept hidden in the wedding ceremony.

“What the hell?!” Tom cursed.

“Randal, why do all your friends have guns?” Rachel said.

“It’s okay everyone, we’re federal agents.” Said a man holding up a badge. He turned to Tom and Maddie. “You really should have brought me up on that brunch Mister and Misses Wachowski.”

Tom squinted his eyes. “Olive Garden guy?”

“Correct. Though you may call me by my credentials. My name is Commander Walters, and as a federal agent, I’m calling jurisdiction on this site. We knew you still had the hedgehog in custody, Wachowski, but we knew you would never hand him over willingly. So we decided to create ‘operation catfish’.”

“Operation catfish?!” Rachel shouted. “You mean to tell me, that this ENTIRE WEDDING was a SET UP?!”

“Rachel, please. Listen to me.” Randal calmly said.

“IM DONE LISTENING!” Before she could do anything, she was held back by two men.

“I’m so sorry.” Randal said sombrely.

“Hey wait!” Tom shouted as he ran towards the army men who began to pin sonic down with rope, lots of it. “STOP IT! LET HIM GO!” He punched one of them in the face before two more pinned him to the ground. “GET OFF OF ME!”

“What are you doing?!” Maddie exclaimed. “Sonic isn’t a threat! He’s on our side!”

“He’s an uncontrolled extraterrestrial, and right now he is over 15 meters because of some ‘emerald’. He is more of a threat now than he has ever been!” He turned to the men, who now had Sonic, Tom, and the unconscious Tails in their custody. “Secure them here until the copper arrives.”

The rest of the men shooed everyone else away from the scene. Even Maddie and Rachel, who now had to figure out how to save the three of them.

#textpost #fanfiction #sonic fanfiction #tumblr fanfic #sonic au #MVA au #sonic movie #g/t #sfw g/t

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disruptedlogic · 5 months

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im jinah . 33. demi woman. she/they. ┊┊ cerberus corp has been watching JEONG HANA. some of the public has dubbed them BANSHEE because of SONIC SCREAM gifted by A ROUTINE SURGERY GONE WRONG. having been an extra ordinary since 2008, they’re doing a good job at hiding PROTECTING THEIR EARS BEFORE THEY SCREAM. when they aren’t working their day job as a BANKER, they are fond of DESIGNING JEWELRY and are never seen without THEIR HEADPHONES. at first glance they seem HEADSTRONG & RESOURCEFUL, though their close friends know them to also be METICULOUS & MOODY. they consider themself a VILLAIN.

tw surgery, medical talk & death

001 GENERAL.

name jeong hana nicknames han age 33 date of birth november 6th zodiac scorpio place of birth answer current residence somewhere in new york gender demi woman pronouns she/they sexuality bisexualoccupation banker

faceclaim im jinah height 5'7 tattoos answer piercings ears distinguishing features dashing smile

positive traits headstrong, resourceful, hardworking, charming, fearless, independent negative traits meticulous, moody, untrustworthy, greedy labels / tropes likes art galleries, museums, picnics, hot drinks, photography dislikes annoying people, sad movies, thunderstorms fears being alone, failing hobbies designing jewelry habits speaking in korean when nervous, picking at their nails or strings from clothing

002 EXTRA ORDINARY.

near death experience…

since they were a young child, all hana wanted to be was a singer growing up. she came from a wealthy family and did everything in their power to make their dream a reality

not long before their 18th birthday they developed some very serious throat issues (a hoarse voice and neck pain) and learned they had vocal nodules and that they would need surgery to remove them

hana was hesitant to get the surgery at first but was assured that it was an easy surgery with a high success rate and they scheduled the procedure not long after that

the procedure did not go as planned and hana had some complications during surgery and didn’t wake up for a few days afterwards. she did leave the hospital with a clean bill of health and reassurance that she would be able to keep singing

after finally being cleared from the doctor to start rehearsing again, hana went to an auditorium nearby their house and went to practice alone out of fear. the last thing she wanted to do was disappoint her father if she lost her singing voice completely but when she started to sing, she let out a scream instead which caused the walls in front of them to crumble to the ground

hana quickly fell to the ground and covered their ears after the scream was finally done and was in agony and laid there until the pain eventually subsided. when she went home to tell her father what had happened, he kicked them out of their family home and was left to fend for themselves. his view being that if she wasn’t going to be able to pursue a life of fame and fortune there was no use for them there

power…

can emit a very powerful scream of high amplitude

used for destruction and if powerful enough it can rupture internal organs or turn bones into powder (aka resulting in death)

once she starts to scream they can’t stop until all of the energy is released

she has to be facing the intended target and can turn their body for the most destruction

even from a distance their scream cause harm to someone with enhanced hearing

drawbacks / vulnerabilities…

damage to their own ears without having protection

sound absorption or sound immunity make the ability useless

loss of voice (i.e. sickness) unable to use ability

codename… to this day they still don’t know how they were profiled as banshee but she does like to hear the codename when she hears about her doings.

003 EXTRA.

has been working at banks since they were 18 and it’s how they got through paying for college

stealing money from the banks unnoticed

started to do villainous things during college when they learned their side hustle of stealing money from work wasn’t enough to keep them going

puts on cute lil headphones before they scream

connections:

best friends

roommate

exes

past friends

enemies

business associates (wink)

whatever you can think of

#cc.intro #( hana ; intro . )#it’s finally here friends #gonna go back and add more but wanted to get this out #i didn’t proofread this #tw surgery

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mysticalibra1994 · 1 year

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My thoughts on the upcoming Sonic movie...

So, this is coming from my personal life so it will come off as a bias.

When I lost my mom from a gran mal during my middle school years, I felt lost. Somehow, I discovered the series "Sonic X" and that was when I came across a character named Shadow the Hedgehog. As I read and got to know more about his past, I've grown attached; he became my first comfort character...

Ever since I began writing fanfictions that relate to Shadow in my composition notebooks; of course, I have gotten in trouble during class... The fanfiction would contain the origins of my fanmade (or OC) character who came across Shadow when he crash-landed nearby her family's home, took him in, tended to his wounds (even though his injuries healed on their own), and their friendship became a bit rocky at the start. But, eventually, their relationship increased naturally.

Their relationship did take a slight/brief pause when Shadow nearly got hit by some kind of weapon, but my OC took the hit instead. As her injuries healed in the hospital, Shadow never left her side; especially when she transformed into a Mobian Cat. As she recovered, she made her choice to live with Shadow on the same planet/universe(?) where Sonic and his friends are from.

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Now, that was from before...

Ever since I saw the Sonic the Hedgehog movies (both 1 and 2), the moment they mentioned "Project Shadow", my ADHD told my hands to "start stimming"!

Then, I decided to make various headcanons, and a select few were related to Dr. Robotnik, Shadow, and Maria... V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V V

On a crisp, cool morning in Green Hills, MT. Rosaline Forrest gets ready to do her morning outings (that she does every day); where she would walk into town for her usual breakfast (which she would order iced tea or hot chocolate, depending on the weather) that consists of hearty keto meals. Then, she would walk into the woods to enjoy being alive... That is until she accidentally got in the middle of a battle with Dr. Robotnik and Sonic (in Super mode), which knocked her unconscious.

As the smoke clears the G.U.N. started doing a sweep, Agent Stone (in disguise) came across Rosaline and informs the others. While she went in and out for a while, she hears a faint voice... She slowly gains consciousness and starts hearing more voices, but not from before. She meets Agent Stone as he sneaks Dr. Robotnik into her room (I assumed that Stone tended to Dr. Robotnik's wounds after they faked his death). Suddenly, Dr. Robotnik felt off... Like he knew her. But, he actually knew "her". After recovering, Rosaline has been given a task; to retrieve the living essence of Project Shadow. Just like before, Shadow grows attached to her. Well, not her, but "her".

Their meeting with the Wachowski's was... a little rocky. It started off smoothly until Sonic mentioned their family name. Shadow suddenly attacks Tom, crying "YOU TOOK HER AWAY!!!" Suddenly, a gun goes off...

It belongs to Tom's dad, Charles Wachowski. Due to how long it's been since he's retired, I would believe that he's about as old-fashioned as "that one relative in our family that claims to be open-minded... until they drink". So, when the group (excluding Shadow for... personal reasons) explains to him what's been going on...

"So, you're telling me that the girl I shot is still around, and is in that girl over there; the one whose hair matches your wife's skin? Ha! I'm sorry, but that's just as impossible as changing genders!"

Meanwhile, Dr. Robotnik is growing irritated about why "she" wouldn't remember him. Despite being loyal to him, Agent Stone would be at his limit and accidentally snap. "Because your cousin's gone! I-I'm sorry, sir. But, with all due respect, living in the past is not healthy." Then, he would notice a shift in the atmosphere... "Alright, let's say that Maria's spirit is around and in that girl (which does explain the flatline). We can't force her to remember the incident that happened 50 years ago." "But," the doctor said, "what if we can! Stone! If my memory is correct, as is, then my late grandfather has some hidden documents that are STILL in the computers of the Space Colony ARK! Momma didn't raise a single-digit IQ and Poppa raised milk and never came back!" "I- Of course, they didn't, Doctor."

Back to the Wachowski residence... Sonic meets Shadow up on the roof, looking up at the stars.

"So, uh... Do you think they'll like the chili dogs?" "Blue Hedgehog, I have more important issues to deal with. "You mean 'Mari'-" "Keep her name out of your mouth, Hedgehog! You have no idea what it's like to lose someone who's close to you." "Her name was Longclaw. I didn't really know my real parents, but she took me in as her own. I passed the hoglet stage when she gave up her life to protect me and the Rings from the Echidnas." "'Echidnas'? You mean like that red one? You two were enemies, yet you're no longer." "Welcome to Earth." "I don't get it." "You've never seen 'Independence Day' starring Will Smith?! What year are you from?" "1974. The location is the Space Colony ARK. I was created by Prof. Robotnik in order to find the cure for Maria's condition. I grew a sibling-like attachment to her. We would talk about everything, mostly about the Earth and when we would visit. But, the GUN wanted to stop the Project. They didn't even explain why. Maria and I saw their weapons and we headed for the escape pods. Suddenly, I felt a push and I- I heard a gun going off. Before I could understand what was going on, I was in the pod and Maria... S-she took th-"

Before Shadow could finish, Sonic stopped him with an embrace; saying that he doesn't have to say anymore...

Meanwhile, at the Space Colony ARK, Agent Stone was growing concerned about Dr. Robotnik's mental health. He understands that Maria was his only family, but at some point, the doctor will have to let her go... Suddenly, something happened. By the time Dr. Robotnik played a video diary of his late grandfather, the timer of the Bio-Lizard goes off.

I-I don't understand! I thought Project Shadow was to protect her and humanity! Why would he-? Dr. Robotnik is... stunned. Too stunned to speak. In his mind, he's rekilling his only family.

"Doctor? What do we do? D-Doctor? Doctor! Ivo!! We have to leave, now!" "B-but, Maria..." "Don't worry, we'll save her. Come on!"

Nobody outside of the Robotnik Family has ever used his first name before. But, if it wasn't for Agent Stone's quick thinking, they would be too late...

As soon as they arrived at the Wachowski residence, they warned the others (of course, Tom's father mentions something homophobic when he saw Agent Stone comforting Dr. Robotnik "like a husband comforts his wife during a panic attack").

"Dad, it's the 21st century! We can marry who we love as long as it's consensual! Plus, I'm not surprised that you find that surprising and not the fact that the world is about to be destroyed!" "Well, of course, it's gonna be destroyed! These two Skittles are in love!" "Dad!"

While the two beings fuss at each other, Tails, Agent Stone, and Dr. Robotnik are working together to find a solution to save the world.

"That may be plausible, but in order to harness that kind of power... It's impossible." "We could use the Chaos Emeralds, but we need the Master Emerald."

When Knuckles hears about this, he hesitates at first; not wanting to give the Master Emerald to anyone who's as evil as Dr. Robotnik. But, when discussing this with Sonic and Shadow. Sonic is all for it, but Shadow...

"Let the world burn. It wasn't there for Maria, why should I help?"

Shadow was about to leave, when Rosaline stops him as she tries to convince him...

"Shadow, please listen to me. What do you think my promise was?" "Y-you..." "Yes, I knew. I've always known. The reason why I never said anything was that I was adjusting to this new timeline. Shadow, yes, I was angry about what happened to me all of those years ago. But, when my soul was wandering throughout the years, I noticed something. Something amazing about this planet and the people who lived on it... Yes, there are bad people out there. But, there are good people out there, too. Like my cousin and his partner, the Wachowskis, and the nice people in this quaint and unique town of Green Hills. My promise to you was, is, and always will be this... For all of the people who live on Earth, give them a chance to be happy. Let them live their dreams."

Everyone around them gave them a moment when Agent Stone notice Shadow's eyes begin welling up with tears. Rosaline gently pulls him in for an embrace of a lifetime.

"Shadow, I know you can do it. That's the reason why you were brought into this world."

After wiping his eyes, Shadow accepts the offer and thanks her for those kind words. Tom and Maddie offer to watch over Rosaline as the others (except Tom's dad... for obvious reasons) work together as they make it to the ARK.

At the ARK, Knuckles allow Sonic and Shadow to harness the power of the Chaos Emeralds to become Super Sonic and Super Shadow. As the two Super hedgehogs try to use the power of the Chaos Emeralds to Chaos Control the Bioweapon, the one and only thing that him Shadow going is Maria. He notices that Sonic is slowly getting a bit winded, so he takes over, removes his Inhibitor Rings, and delivers the final "CHAOS... CONTROL!!!!!"

He did it... The world is saved! Sonic turns to thank Shadow, but he notices that the energy from the fight has been depleted from Shadow and his light-golden quills turn black. As Shadow falls, he notices that Sonic is reaching out for him. The fading black hedgehog bats Sonic's hand away. As he continues falling, Shadow only had one thought before becoming unconscious...

"Maria... this is what you wanted, right? This is the promise I made to you..."

The rest of the group is patiently waiting for their return. Even Dr. Robotnik is hold Agent Stone's hand; he lies and claims it's for the nerves. Sonic is back! They all congratulate him, even Dr. Robotnik and Agent Stone. Of course, the doctor wonders where Shadow is. Sonic answers with a saddened: "He gave his life for all of us."

The group is shocked with melancholy. Agent Stone and Dr. Robotnik talk about this as they looked out the bay window.

"This place... I remember seeing her looking out through this window with him. I would visit as often as I could." "Doctor, I-" "It's alright, you can call me 'Ivo'." "I- Ivo, I'm sorry for what I said related to Maria. I was just worried about you and your mental state. Ever since you ended up on the mushroom planet, I felt... lost without you. I-I know that you said that you wouldn't miss me when I'm gone, but I-" "Hush, Stone. I know."

After they say their final words, they make their way back to Earth. Dr. Robotnik sends Rosaline his condolences as Sonic hands her one of Shadow's Inhibitor Rings.

"Rosaline... Maria..." Agent Stone grievingly said, "If it counts, he fought bravely along with Sonic."

Before Rosaline could say anything, the group collectively felt a chill down their spines when they hear the spirit of Maria saying this before she parted ways...

"Thank you all for saving this planet..."

Then, Rosaline loses consciousness, but Dr. Robotnik catches her before she makes an impact. She awakes in the hospital. This time, she's surrounded by the Wachowskis, Sonic, Tails, Knuckles, Dr. Robotnik, and Agent Stone. When asked how she's still alive, Agent Stone answered by saying that when the flatline happened, he grabbed a "soul jar" to contain Rosaline's soul when Maria's soul slipped in. Rosaline thanks him as she makes a full recovery.

After being released from the hospital, Rosaline chose to stay with the Wachowskis... as they prepare a wedding for Dr. Robotnik and Agent Stone. It wasn't certain which one proposed to who; Agent Stone went down on one knee, and Dr. Robotnik claimed that he thought about it first. During the "big damn kiss", Rosaline caught a glimpse of Maria's smiling spirit.

After the wedding, Rosaline watches a movie with Jojo. Then all of a sudden, they heard a medium-sized boom-like thud. When they went outside (to the backyard) to check, they came across a medium-sized hole in the yard. After investigating the crash, Rosaline tells Jojo to get the First-Aid kit as she carefully pulls out a familiar-looking black hedgehog out of the small crater.

While Rosaline tends to his wounds (again, it was unnecessary due to his wound slowly regenerating, but she didn't know), Shadow slowly comes to. Before the movie ends, it wasn't certain whether he remembers her or remembers "her". All that we know for certain is that he smiled the moment their eyes met.

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Well, what do you guys think?

I'd like to believe that Rosaline would help Shadow with his memories as best as she can (with a little help from Maria's spirit that visits when needed).

As for the "after credits scene", I'd like to believe that a familiar-looking futuristic hedgehog jumps out of the portal, notices Sonic and goes... "I finally found him, the Iblis Trigger."

#oc #sonic movie 3 #headcanon/theory #Donut Lord #Pretzel Lady #Shadow The Hedgehog #Stobotnik #Maria Robotnik #After Credits scene(?)#Silver the Hedgehog

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anacecherry · 1 year

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Ace Lore

Everyone in my friend cycle is posting their lore and Louie gave me the idea to make my own as well so here we go. Kept switching between 3rd person and 1st person because I felt like using both so the phrasing may seem weird

This isn't in any order I wrote them down as they came to my mind

Named Ace because of Among Us

Had a Danganronpa phase in 2020

Was a mod in dr-transparents

Also had a dr edit blog have fun trying to find that one

Used to be homophobic but one day during breakfast I asked my mom if being gay was a sin and she just thought for a second and said no so I stopped being homophobic

Dad in jail (out in march 9 😎)

Watched the entire mcu once

Goes to one of the greatest schools around the area and its shit

Watches how to learn Turkish videos despite being turkish

Has been pirating movies ever since I started using computers because I didn't know you had to pay for it until 3 years ago

Has an """uncle""" and """aunt""" thats younger than me (the aunt is a toddler)

First experience with the sonic franchise was that flash fangame based on sonic advance 2 and I thought Knuckles was a girl

Has an evil twin named Allo, who likes reddit and men

Knows every single frame of animation in Rise of the TMNT

funneylizzie follows me. I forget about that a lot.

The only person that never misread Penosh's og url

.w batman

Will :handshake: me

The CEO of Rise Casey Jones (Cassandra)

The mere sight of Cjj is enough to fill me with rage

Got kicked out of a toh youtubers server bc I tried to explain the owner that the potion coven was, in fact, a real coven and not just a track that they only teach at Hexide

Once woke up and saw a short weird girl with long black hair watching me from the side of my bed, she disappeared after I closed and opened my eyes again. No it wasn't sleep paralysis.

Has a sunflower seed addiction

I was Penosh's first follower I think that should be here

The 6 kittens we took care of after their mom died, most didn't last 2 months alive, the 5th one ran away like an idiot and the 6th lives with our neighbors and hates us

Most likely had a crush on my middle school best friend

Says "Lan" a lot in real life my friends think it's funny

Grew up near the sea so Im immune to the smell of fish

Remembers her first earthquake in 3rd person

When I clear out likes it takes a long time and I end up rebloging a lot of posts, and it might happen again & will be real big this time so be prepared

The Ralsei icon is traced from the og sprite from Deltarune and I will never ever change it it is a part of my identity now

Url used to be tsundere-blue-cherry before I changed it

The first time I remember throwing up might be one of my core memories. did you know you cant talk when you're just about to vomit

Has headaches forever ever since elementary school

Had a budgie named Şans that flew away because mom kept forcing us to keep the windows open

When I was ~6 I a dream where a Caillou toy that I had came to life and I got so scared that I tore it apart and ran. When I woke up I checked the drawer I put the toy parts in and he was still there and greeted me I screamed and slammed it shut and never looked at that drawer again

Ayıcık the teddy bear

Had 2 imaginary friends and one of them was a mirror

Diagnosed as American

I have cherry in my url but cannot eat cherries bc when eating cherries I realized it had worms in it and it happened twice and I have not been able to eat cherries without drowning in anxiety ever again

My youngest sister called my middle sister Dede despite her name not having those letters in it and the word dede meaning grandpa in our language. We started calling her that as well

Had a dream, before the sonic 2 trailer came out, where the trailer released and it was normal except Boom Knuckles was there as a separate character from normal Knuckles and had his model from the show

Made up number lore when I was younger

Uses light mode

#mutuals #ace's cherry

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scruffyplayssonic · 1 year

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Are the ArchieSonic comics actually an 80's/90's syndicated cartoon?

Welcome back to my look at the ArchieSonic comic series, and how it shared a lot of the same story tropes as a typical ‘80’s or ‘90’s syndicated cartoon! We've got a long one today, which isn't surprising considering the topic of the day:

Episode 15: Robot duplicate

I mean, well duh. This is a Sonic the Hedgehog comic, of course there’s going to be robot duplicates! Shall we take it from the top?

Our first instance of a robot double was Pseudo Sonic, who was introduced in Sonic #9’s story of the same name. Robotnik tasked him with finding Knothole, which he did when Antoine mistook him for Sonic and accidentally led him right into the secret base.

Pseudo Sonic wasn’t that much of a threat though, and was almost immediately destroyed by Tails! Nice going, kiddo!

An interesting factoid about Pseudo Sonic - he was first seen in the Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog cartoon, where he turned out not to be a sentient robot but actually a piloted mech.

So yeah, Pseudo Sonic definitely deserves a shoutout for actually being in a syndicated cartoon as well as ArchieSonic!

Next up we have…

Wait, Princess Sally? Well, not quite. ArchieSonic had a few mini-series in the ‘90’s, and Princess Sally was the first character to be focused on. Except surprise! It wasn’t Princess Sally at all!

The real Sally spent the majority of the first two issues of her three issue story in stasis while she was being impersonated by a robotic doppleganger called an auto-automaton.

Robotnik had intended to make duplicates of all the Freedom Fighters, but Sally blew up the factory with help from the trainees she was mentoring and Geoffrey St. John. And yet the robo fakers kept on coming back for more. One of them I’ve already discussed in an earlier post:

Yup, Fiona was an auto-automaton too. But the one that probably did the most damage was an auto-automaton of Sally’s father, King Maximillian Acorn.

He was able to infiltrate Knothole, have Sonic framed for murdering Princess Sally, sentenced him to life imprisonment in the Devil’s Gulag, and then welcomed Robotnik into Knothole with open arms.

But we all know who the real star of the robot duplicate category is, and he was first introduced in the Sonic CD adaptation in Sonic’s first milestone issue, Sonic #25.

Incorrectly named “Mecha Sonic” in this issue, Metal Sonic was programmed to race Sonic through the Stardust Speedway and lure him into a trap.

Fortunately for Sonic, Metal couldn’t keep up with him and melted his legs off trying. And Sally stopped Robotnik from springing his trap at the last second, although Sonic claimed he saw it coming a mile away anyway.

This Metal Sonic was later repaired and came back for the Knuckles’ Chaotix adaptation, and we’ve already discussed how that one worked out.

However that encounter left Metal Sonic exposed to a power gem (really creative name there, Kenny P.) and in time he was able to reconstruct himself. He decided to settle the score with Sonic first and managed to lure Sonic and Tails into a trap in Sonic #85 by sabotaging their shuttle to crash on its way back to Knothole from Station Square following the Sonic Adventure adaptation. This led into the story, “Heart of the Hedgehog,” which ran in issues #86 - #87.

Metal Sonic kidnapped Tails, strapped him up above a volcano he’d hotwired to erupt, and challenged Sonic to try and rescue him before he was barbecued. With Metal Sonic empowered by the power gem (seriously, is that really the best name they could come up with?), Sonic found himself outmatched by this new and improved model of Metal Sonic. But he realised that the power gem had also given Metal Sonic true free will (the way it had to Heavy and Bomb in the Knuckles’ Chaotix adaptation), and he and Tails were able to use this to convince Metal Sonic that there was more to life than revenge and murder.

In a surprising turn of events this Metal Sonic sacrificed itself to save Sonic and Tails from the volcano, echoing his demise in the OVA movie. This time Metal was damaged far beyond his own self-repair capabilities. However he was restored much, much later by Uncle Chuck in Sonic #238, reintroduced as “Shard the Metal Sonic.”

Having been shown the value of friendship and teamwork and given a second chance at life, Shard happily served as a member of King Elias’ Secret Freedom Fighters, attempting to undermine the rule of Elias’ deposer, Ixis Naugus.

After the incident at the volcano, Eggman waited a surprisingly long time to make a new Metal Sonic - we wouldn’t see him again until Sonic #146.

Metal Sonic became something of a butt-monkey at this point, usually being destroyed soon after he was reintroduced. By Team Sonic...

By the Suppression Squad…

By Marine the Raccoon (quite possibly the most embarrasing of all his demises)…

By an exploding roboticiser...

By himself after Eggman ordered him to self-destruct on Antoine…

And then finally he was dispatched by his own predecessor, Shard.

That particular defeat inspired Eggman though, who gave his next Metal Sonic a power gem core of its own.

This Metal Sonic was then sent to destroy Shard, resulting in an epic fight that Metal only managed to win by transmitting his data into a new body and blowing himself up again. Shard was left in a near-death state, but unfortunately we never found out if he would have survived or not because the series was rebooted right after that issue and Shard was wiped from existence.

Following the reboot Metal Sonic became a single entity - we would no longer see him get destroyed and a new one be created, instead it would just be the same robot coming back every time.

Over the years of ArchieSonic comics there were a variety of other robotic Sonics we saw. There were various incarnations of Silver Sonic or Metal Sonic Kai, and we even got Captain Metal after the reboot, which was the Metal Sonic that Marine dispatched, now transformed into a pirate. Oh, and the Tails doll deserves shoutout too, of course.

But Metal Sonic was the one that always came back for more, determined to destroy his “inferior copy.”

Whew, that was a lot of talking about robot doubles. I'm beat. And tomorrow's installment will be another long one, as we talk about multi-episode McGuffins chases. See you then!

#archiesonic syndicated

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loufi8iepuff · 11 months

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Cd - Lee Felix (part 1/?)

Warnings and/or tropes: Unrequited love (for now), Bestfriends to lovers, Angst-ish? Cheating (Not Felix though) There is no food, other than mentions of hot coco.. There is some swearing, but thats it(:

Summary: You and felix had been friends since childhood and were still best friends to this day. Your moms were best friends and you lived next-door to each other, so it just naturally happened. Felix had been hiding his feelings for years, but one day you found a cd with your name on it, listened to it and his secret got spilled... dun dun dun!!

(This is kinda old.. don’t know how I feel about it.)

Word count: 4280

Stray Kids Masterlist - where you will also find my main!

The rain is hitting the window hard. I'm sitting in clean warm clothes and my wet ones are drying. Me and Felix are the only people in the dorm and we're currently watching a movie in his room.

When the rain started, I ran outside immediately. And Felix came outside right after. We ran and danced out in the rain for ten minutes before Felix got too cold and we had to go back inside.

"I want hot cocoa" Felix suddenly exclaims.

"Girl, relax. You scared the shit out of me."

"Sorry" He says not looking sorry at all. Felix stands up, or rather jumps and then runs into the kitchen.

"Ay Sonic, wait for me"

I follow him into the kitchen and he turns around to look at me with a weird mixture of disappointment and.. I don't even know. the face of a shocked toddler, slapped across his face.

"There's no more cocoa powder."

"Well if you want it; there's some in stores, Einstein. Aaand if you don't, can we go back to the movie now, please?"

"i definitely want it"

"Aw cmon.. Do you want me to come with you?" Please say no, please say no, plea-

"No it's okay.."

"Thank you, Lexi. Thank you! That's why i love you, yk" I hug felix and hurry him out the door, while he just looks at me amused.

It really is why I love him. Not because he went to the store alone, but because he really knows me. He knew that I didn't actually want to go even though I didn't show it. Which i am really good at, not to brag.. -Not showing my feelings, that is.

No one has ever known me as well as he does. I feel like he really understands me. He sees me. So I feel care-free around him and i dont give a fvck how I act around him: he still sees the real me no matter what I do.

He is my safe-space, in a way..

The dorm is now really quiet. Other than the rain, the only thing I can hear is my own thoughts. And i'm bored.

I stand up and walk around the room. Felix had gotten a new lamp. And new curtains. Finally! I've for months tried to get him to buy some.

My eyes are slowly scanning the room. I'm not sure what for.. But then they stop, on a cd. In the left corner, with my name written on it.

I stare at it. For what feels like forever. I really, really, really, really want to find out what's on it, but I can't.

Right? It's his property. But it has my name on it... it's not really mine, though. And he'll probably show it to me when he's ready. It's probably a surprise?..

Mmm I don't think so; He knows I don't really care for surprises...

And before I know it, the cd is in my laptop, loading.

And then it's ready. I click play.

"Hi (y/n)... This is your best friend, Felix.

I just... i uh.. I wanted to te-.. I can't do this. What am I even supposed to say?

I don't think I've ever been more confused than I am right now.

Just tell her how you feel.

That voice wasn't Felix'.

Yeah, I can't do that. I don't know how to.. This feels awkward.

Just imagine that she is right in front of you...

No, that's definitely Lee Know. Then there was a pause. Noone said anything.

And then talk.

Well, (y/n); I'm in love with you. yeah.. that's something.

What? ...

Why are you so stiff?

I try to react; but nothing. It's like im parralized.

I don't know. How aren't you? Do you do this often, or something?

I-... Don't try to change the subject. You wanted to do this.

You said that (y/n) likes long, genuine confessions, so do that!

I don't know how to start.

And I don't know what to think. Felix is in love with me. I can't think. So i don't. I just listen.

Just start with.. when did you fall for her? And how? Describe it.. in detail.

Well.. (y/n) and i wer-

Don't tell me; tell her.

Okay..

(y/n), you were fourteen and I was fifteen. We were two young, dumb teenagers running around on the beach. The warm sand burning under our feet. The music was loud and our voices even louder, when you looked at me.

Oh, how you looked at me.

Your smile was brighter than the sun, so bright it started a fire in me when you stood close to me. The flames spread across my cheeks and into my soul.

It felt like your eyes were talking to me. Telling me everything I wanted to hear. About how much you cared about me, that I was precious and important and unique and yours.

That last one was true. I was yours. I am yours. No matter how much I wanted to avoid or ignore it, it was the truth.

That day, on a warm summer day six years ago was the day I realized that I loved you. I was deeply, unconditionally and utterly, completely in love with you.

Well done.. Now yo-

*beep*

And it stopped and I immediately started the next clip.

*Click*

It was your fifteenth birthday. We decided to throw a party ourselves. We baked a cake together. The cake was big and yellow, with daisies as decoration. You told me you wanted to add my favorite flower too, because I was a part of you anyways. I told you that I didn't have one.

I lied. I loved daisies.

You made me love daisies. Everytime i see them I think of you smiling, laughing even and I smile too. I smile until my cheeks go numb and it feels like my heart is about to burst.

We decorated my house in everything rainbow-colored we could find. Originally we were going to have the party in your house, but your mom's plans got canceled and she'd be home. So you begged me to let it be in my house.

You didn't beg for a long time. you didn't have too, because i agreed after barely a minute had passed. I couldn't say no to you, and I probably will never be able to do so.

When the first guest came you ran over and welcomed them. You hugged every single one of them.

Sometimes I hate how you get along with everyone. And that you become all overly comfortable, so you are touchy and share everything with everyone. It's probably pretty dumb that small things like that make me jealous.

We put music on and had been dancing for about an hour when it happened. I was looking at you and you were looking at me, but for a second your eyes wandered across the room, back to me and away again. This time your eyes stayed behind me.

Your eyes changed from your normal happy self to one of someone that was being hypnotized.

I turned around confused and you were looking at a guy I had never seen before. by the looks of it you hadn't either. He was tall, with flowy hair and had a charming smile, or smirk, plastered across his face.

Just your type and I hated it.

You walked over with your back straightened, hips swaying slightly and your stomach flexed. You introduced yourself using the same voice you always do when you flirt with people.

But this time it was different, I knew it was. You had never looked twice at anyone, except him. I stupidly thought It was because you might be looking at me, that you might've liked me.

For the rest of the night you talked and flirted and danced and flirted a little more with him, while I sat in a corner looking at you.

The next day you asked him out on the phone. In front of me. You held my hand, because you were nervous.

I hated this.

I hated how he was the one that made you nervous. You, the person that never gets nervous. I hated how I had to stand there and watch everything unfold. I hated how he took all of your attention away, not leaving one bit for me. That day or the day before was probably the first time you didn't notice that something was wrong with me. And it wasn't because I was good at hiding it. You just didn't look at me.

*beep*

*Click*

The next year on your birthday, you didn't want to celebrate it. You were too busy blabbing about your one year anniversary.

We baked a cake again. like we had done every year, but this time it was for him. It was black and white and in a weird minimalistic design.

After you had started dating him you stopped wearing your necklaces. The ones that look like it was made in a kindergarten. You never wore colorful makeup anymore. You never skipped along beside me, you walked. You stopped smiling as much as you used to.

He took you away from me, and all there was left was a pretty bad imitator.

A day before your anniversary, I came home, tired, from school. I walked in the door, through the hallway and into the kitchen. You were sitting on the counter, with his face attached to yours. He looked like a starving hound. His hand was running up and down your thigh. Way too far up. So far that you showed visible signs of uncomfortability.

My bag fell to the ground and you immediately stopped to look at me. When you saw me you pushed him off of you and hurried him out the door.

I just stood there. -looking like an idiot.

You came back and started apologizing over and over again. I think you told me that you didn't think I'd be home and you couldn't go to your house because your anniversary gift wasn't hidden. I can't be sure though, because I started yelling at you.

At first you didn't react, thinking that I was just tired and frustrated. -which i was. Just not from school.

I was so tired of seeing you with him, when I knew he didn't deserve you. It wasn't that he was a particularly bad boyfriend, -on paper anyways. He just didn't know you and he didn't try too. You were the one putting in the hard work and you hid it from him to not hurt his feelings or to not seem desperate or clingy. He didn't even lift a finger and you deserve someone who would move mountains for you like you do for everyone else.

You tried to calm me down. To make sure I didn't say anything I'd regret.

Surprise, surprise; it didn't work.

I yelled at you for not being more stubborn about your boundaries. I told you that you were clingy and desperate and obsessive.

It didn't even make sense. Those two are like opposites and none of it was true. I was just mad and jealous that I wasn't the one you spend all your days and time on.

The day after, when I called, you told me that it was okay, that you knew I didn't mean it and that I should stop worrying about it. I couldn't, because I knew that you were hurt. So I jumped over the fence and into your backyard. I could see you in the window. You had a big bouquet of roses in your hand and carefully smiled.

I walked back to my house looking down at my feet. It was a weird feeling. I couldn't decide whether I was mad or sad or happy or disappointed. All, maybe?

*beep*

*Click*

Two months later, a little before my eighteenth birthday, it was my last day in Australia. I packed yesterday, because you told me that you wanted to spend the whole day with me.

We took the bus because none of us could drive yet. We went to an amusement park. I went on every ride you wanted to go on, mostly just so I could see you smile like you used to.

We went for a walk in the park and later on, we went to the beach. You immediately ran into the water. Fully clothed. You yelled at me to come and join you. My flight was in a few hours and I really didn't want to be soaked while waiting in line, but I still followed you. Like I always do.

Time flew by and before we knew it my mom called me, ready to pick us up. We ran to the closest store to get some dry clothes and took turns changing in the bathroom.

The car ride was quiet. You followed me inside the airport to stay with me as long as possible and when it was time to say goodbye you hugged me and wouldn't let go of me.

"Don't leave me, Felix. Please?"

That's what you said to me. You sounded desperate and tired. I didn't really want to leave you, but I knew I couldn't stay.

"Stay, Felix"

You said my name again. It makes me nervous. I love the way my name sounds coming from your lips. You usually call my some dumb nickname. The dumber the better, apparently. But right then you didn't talk to me the way you usually do. You wanted to convince me that you needed me to stay.

I don't think you lied to me on purpose, but I was sure it was a lie. You could live without me. It would hurt, sure, but you would survive. I couldn't. I couldn't live without you. Nor could I live with you. Not with him around.

So I ran. I ran to a whole other country. Maybe that makes me a coward, but it was the only option I could see back then. If i moved away, i could still talk to you and have you in my life, and either forget he existed, which probably wouldn't work, since you always talk about him, or i could move on.

I hugged you one last time. I promised that I would call everyday, no matter what. And then I left.

*beep*

*Click*

I kept my promise. I called everyday and even on the days where I was extremely busy I still called, later at night.

Even though we called every night you felt so far away. I missed hugging you so much. I missed seeing you jump around, do really dumb stuff and then get hurt.

Not the last part! I don't like seeing you get hurt. But uhh...

You missed...?

Minho again.

I.. uh missed seeing you smile and laugh. In real life and not just on camera. I missed playing card games with you. -even though I always lost. I missed those times where you'd kiss my cheek to make me flustered, when you were losing in Mario Kart. I missed your dumb nicknames and all your random complements.

I missed you. So much.

You always told me how you really wanted to come visit me, that you would move here when you turned eighteen. I honestly thought you were joking, but knowing you; I should've known better.

You also always told me that you were so proud of me, even, especially when I got eliminated. And then when I debuted you seemed even more excited about it than I did. You ran around telling everyone that your best friend was a famous idol.

Time to time you send me gifts. Like a million bracelets you made for me or a drawing you made of me. It made me so happy. I'd be running around, grinning like an idiot for a week after you gave me something. I still wear your bracelets everyday.

You stopped talking about your boyfriend as much. Actually nearly never. It happened so little I actually forgot he exited sometimes. I really wished he didn't.

The other members teased me about you all the time. I told them that I didn't feel anything for you, but none of them believed me. Noone talks about a friend, the way I talk about you. It was incredibly obvious, you'd be an idiot if you didn't notice.

You're an idiot, (y/n).

Maybe you weren't. Or maybe you're still not one. Maybe you did notice, you just didn't want to believe it or you didn't want to hurt my feelings.

I hope that's not the truth. I hope that you are just really oblivious.

(y/n), if you hear this and don't have any feelings for me; please, just reject me. If you do, I might be able to move on. I don't think you'll hear this, though. I'm way too scared to confess.

*beep*

*Click*

The month before your birthday you started talking more and more about how you wanted to go to Korea. So much that you actually started planning it and started saving up for it. And before I knew it you were sending me to look at a new apartment for you in the area, since you couldn't go yourself.

Not too long after we found a small, inexpensive apartment just around the corner.

And then you were here. You were standing right in front of me, smiling widely. You hugged me and I could actually feel your arms around me. It felt so surreal.

You started handing me some gifts from my family and friends back home, and you made me help you carry some of the bags.

I introduced you to Chan, who drove me to the airport, and you hitted off immediately. Later that night, when I took you to meet the rest of them, you also got along just as quickly. Maybe you got along a bit too well.

I wasn't really jealous. I knew none of them would ever get with you. They wouldn't do that to me. I was just annoyed about how much the boys teased me about you. In front of you. If it already wasn't obvious it sure was now.

But you didn't notice. -or didn't care. You just laughed. Sometimes you even played along.

They just kept doing it. They still do it now.

I think it took me a week or so to realize that you were actually here. With me.

It didn't take you long to get used to this, though. In a month you probably knew the area better than I did. You always hung around in the dorm.

At first you didn't stay there for too long at a time, because you didn't want to intrude, but after I finally convinced you that the other members really liked having you there; you stayed longer.

It was really nice having you there. Most of the time. That christmas, we wanted a small celebration with just us in the dorm, but your boyfriend had planned a surprise visit for you.

So christmas evening you came over hand in hand with your precious boyfriend. You were wearing his jacket, even though you were never cold. You went around the room and introduced him to everyone. None of them liked him. Mostly, well only because I didn't. Some of them hid it well, but others, Specifically Hyunjin and Lee Know, weren't even trying to.

I felt bad, because you felt bad. I think it was worse for you than it was for him.

When you guys left the others tried to comfort me. They told me that I was so much better than him, that he wasn't all that, but it didn't really help. It made it so much worse that I thought he was a good person.

He was charming and smart and good-looking and really good at nearly everything.

And you liked him. A lot. That's what you told me. Even after two years you hadn't even told each other that you loved each other. It gave me a bit of hope. i shouldn't have, but it did.

It shouldn't have, because I knew why you hadn't. You didn't know whether you actually did or not. I thought you did. I mean you care about him, you had feelings for him, you had been with him for two whole years. Why wouldn't you love him?

I asked you about it and you told me that you knew that you knew you could live without him. You would definitely be really hurt if he left, but it would be okay. You told me that you loved me and you couldn't live without me and you just didn't feel that way about him.

I remember that night so clearly.

We had just watched some romantic comedy with Sungmin, Hyunjin and I.N, it was about a girl and her best friend. She had a boyfriend, but later realized that she didn't love him and only loved her best friend.

It was a good movie. I imagined that it was me and you. Even though you were nothing like the main character. She was shy, closed off and maybe a little whiny. You're definitely not like that.

I.N, Hyunjin and Sungmin left after the movie and we started talking. You weren't a big fan of the movie. You actually said you hated the boyfriend simply because he didn't like books and jokingly judged the main character for loving them.

We kept talking and I jokingly compared you, me and him to the plot. And you just said:

"I don't think i love him, Felix"

"I love you felix, but i dont trust him the way i trust you. And, I don't care about him as much."

I had no idea what to say, so I just stayed quiet and listened. I closed my eyes and kept listening. For just a second I let myself imagine that, when you said you loved me, you meant it like that. That you felt the same way about me. Only for a second.

At the end of the day you were with him and not me.

*beep*

*Click*

You were going back to Australia to surprise your boyfriend on your third anniversary.

It felt weird, because even though I was still in love with you, I had kind of just accepted that you were with him. It didn't really hurt anymore. He loved you, you loved him and I loved you. That was just simply how it was. I honestly thought you were going to be together forever.

So imagine my surprise, when you called me, absolutely pissed and asked me if I could book a new flight for you.

I was so confused and when I asked you what happened, you simply told me he cheated. Just like that.

You stayed with your parents for the night and flew back early in the morning. I had Chan drive me there again and we picked you up. You didn't say anything the whole way home. Chan dropped us off at your apartment.

The second we walked through the door you hugged me, you clung to me like a magnet. And you started crying, probably for the first time since it happened.

You told me everything that night. How you were so excited and barged in, just to find him with another woman.

At first he tried denying it, then he promised it was a one the thing and that it would never happen again, then he started blaming you.

He accused you of cheating with me.

Which is absolutely ridiculous because: One; you would never in your life cheat. Two; you had never even looked at me like that. Three; you really cared about him.

He probably only said it to feel less guilty. He knew that nothing was going on between us, he was just a dick.

I felt really guilty that I let him hurt you. I thought i had excused everything with me just not liking him because of my feelings, but i now see that he was just a good actor.

I promised myself that I would never let anyone hurt you ever again. That's why I became so cautious with who I "let" you go out with.

*beep*

*Click*

It took you a while to get over him. Not any longer than I thought it would, but a while.

After a few months you started going outside again. Mostly just to shop for groceries or to see me, but that's still progress.

On my birthday we remade your fifteenth birthday cake. It was obviously a bit better than the first try, but other than that it was identical.

You slept over at the dorms for the first time, since your ex-boyfriend hadn't let you over before. You slept in my arms that night. It was the first day since the break up you hadn't talked, and probably, thought about your ex.

By Christmas you barely ever thought about him, so you decided that you wanted to start dating again. And then you went on dates.. a lot. You went out every weekend, but none of them became a second date.

It felt like playing the slowest game of russian roulette ever. Or waiting for a grade on an exam you already know you failed, but you need to pass to get into college.

I was preparing for that one time where you are gonna call me, -or even run to the dorms, just to tell me about how (in great detail) someone else was the most amazing person ever and how well they treated you. Even though we'd both know that it was just minimal effort and basic human respect.

That hasn't happened yet, though.

This felt worse than when you were with him, because even though he's a dick, I knew he wouldn't hurt you. Physically that is. But when you go on dates with all of these strange people you met online or through friends, I have no idea of what they might do to you.

I tried to tell you this, but you just get annoyed. You tell me, everytime, that you know and remind me how you have been a woman for long enough to know. And then I can't really say anything more. What would I even say?

"I, a cis man, know way better than you and you should listen to me" or i could just confess and you'll stop for a short while and then just do it again in secret to not hurt my feelings. Yeah, that would make it so much safer, wouldn't it?

I do know that you know, (y/n). I just also know that you've never cared about your own health, to give a sh*t.

*beep*

*Click*

So... yeah.

(y/n), I love you. A lot more than you think.

But please don't feel guilty about anything that happened that might've hurt me... And please don't give me a chance because you feel guilty.

If you do -give me a chance; let it be because you actually have feelings for me.

I'll be okay. I just really don't wanna ruin our friendship. (y/n), I can't lose you.

If you hear this and you don't feel anything for me, please just tell me and then pretend you never heard this. Don't even hide anything to spare anything to spare my feelings, just pretend it never happened..

Please run to me and rant about this new person you met, ask me for relationship advice when you need it and let me be your best-man to your wedding. I just want you to be happy, and then I'll be happy too.

So.. goodbye, (y/n). I'll see you later, I guess... Bye."

*beep*

Wow.

Honestly now that I think about it, it was very obvious.

I think I didn't see it because; i have my whole life avoided thinking about Felix in that way.

I hate this. I feel nauseous. Like someone just punched all my guts out of me.

Felix loves me and I don't love him. He has felt like this for years. And I didn't notice, even though it was so dang obvious.

If i'd ju-

*SLAM*

That was the door. Felix is back.

"Honey, I'm home!"

Well, sh*t.

Here is part 2.

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lunastars21 · 1 year

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More PaintGun rambling

Corsen is still a rather curious girl, long story short she lost her memories and only knows her name, and it's so bad that she didn't know simple things when she met team Hooligan, like what a car was or houses. She's been learning step by step thanks to them and one time she found some very pretty rocks. Bean actually told Corsen that penguins give pebbles to their partners for acknowledging their relationship so they can grow a family....SooOooO Corsen gave fang a very pretty rock, and happily skipped away, it took fang a few minutes (and a look from bean) to figure out what that meant. He locked himself in his room for the rest of the day a blushing mess!

Once the two started dating, Corsen didn't hesitate to get the word out, literally any enemy or friend they came across she would immediately mention it. Even during an encounter with team sonic before the two teams could shit talk each other, Corsen told em, sonic was teasing fang the whole battle and fang was trying so hard to shut him the fuck up!

Whenever Fang is down, Corsen usually comforts him with a ton of things, pets, snacks, movie nights, somehow give him a cartoonishly large coin and he stares at it for hours ("toots how the fuck did you get this??"), She does a ton of other things to just make his tail wag at least a bit! But the other way around? At first, fang had no fuckin clue how to cheer up Corsen when she was sad, he had to go through a process till he figured it out, at first it was the typical "she'll get over it" mind set, but after a few minutes the guilt started sinking in. So he asked Bark for advice, bark just says to give her things that she likes, hug her, ECT ECT. But fang didn't feel comfortable with those options...that's how Corsen cheers him up, but what's a way he can do that isn't something so obvious but also a bit meaningful? That's when it clicked, he then Marched into corsen's room and got her outside, the two spent the rest of the day finding things with a metal detector, or cooking food at the campfire, at times even stay in silence and listen to nature instead. It made Corsen completely forget about what she was even sad about, and was happy for the rest of the day! By the way she was sad because she dropped her ice cream..

Both of them blush when they tell each other "I love you" but fang blushes a bit more than Corsen..maybe it's because corsen's fur is red and her blush can blend in with it.

Fang would throw Corsen Into a pool, and then she'd grab him by the tail and pulls him right in.

Corsen: "Fang can catch me no matter what, watch" runs at him "COMING IN!"

Fang: "IM HOLDING FUCKIN COFFEE!!!" Drops the mug and catches her

Corsen: ^w^

Fang: ...."you owe me a new mug"

#fang the sniper #nack the weasel #sonic #sonic the hedgehog #team hooligan #corsen the mouse #Sonic oc #oc x canon #Paintgun #Fang x Corsen #both of them are idiots <3

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musicarenagh · 3 months

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Meet Wayne Wei The Mastermind Behind 'Cloud Chaser' So, how about talking about Wayne Wei and his recent song “Out of Control.” This isn’t just any old tune; this is an actual disruptor. Picture this: The attitude of Wayne’s single seems like a sonic rollercoaster that takes one through the retro vibes and romantic feels. This is type of music that stays with you even after hitting the pause button. In this discussion with Wayne, we’re going backstage. Traveling along from Chinese classical training to a Jazz music guru taking him in his house, Wayne shares how he became this whole shebang. As it happens, he did not come from a musical dynasty but coincidence provided him with an all-American musical family that launched his career. Guess what inspires Wayne? Old movies. Uh-uh, on all visuals. And aside from playing the guitar and piano, he likes taking pictures. This guy, a true creative tornado. He strives for a different way to do music; he uses acoustic instruments and adds drum grooves on this particular EP. And who's his musical crush? Frank Ocean, no less. Wayne likes the way this dude is real in that industry. So without further ado, jump into the interview and get to know Wayne Wei—a man who’s flipping the music world on its head. He has new content coming, and if you like him he's got a little something for you. Listen to Cloud Chaser below https://open.spotify.com/album/7JUENSz4QHuty5BAwMQrrc Follow Wayne Wei on Facebook Twitter Spotify Soundcloud Youtube Instagram Tiktok What is your stage name Wayne Wei Where do you find inspiration? In old movies mainly, but honestly anything visuals. I start with a visuals in my head and let it come to life in music. What was the role of music in the early years of your life? I come from a traditional Chinese family. I went through classical piano training like many other kids in my school in China. Are you from a musical or artistic family? No, I did not. However, I came to the United States in the intertional school program and got lucky enough to room with an American musical family in Allentown, Pennsylvania . The father of the household was an Jazz music educator. Who inspired you to be a part of the music industry? Prince How did you learn to sing/write/to play? I studied classical piano until the age of 14 and started leanring writing and jazz music in high school. I started picking up bass and guitar during my time at Berklee College of Music. What was the first concert that you ever went to and who did you see perform? I really can't recall the first concert ever. I wish I could have been to one of Faye Wong's concert as a kid. She was the most famous Diva in China in the 90s and 2000s. My mom was obsessed with her. How could you describe your music? It's a bag of treats for nostalgia and longingness Describe your creative process. I usually start writing a song with any acoustic instruments like piano or guitar. For this EP though, it was mainly a drum groove first that inspired me to make backing tracks before writing. [caption id="attachment_53803" align="alignnone" width="1326"] For this EP though, it was mainly a drum groove first that inspired me to make backing tracks before writing.[/caption] What is your main inspiration? Frank Ocean Stevie Wonder the Beatles What musician do you admire most and why? Frank Ocean. The authenticity of being true to yourself as an artist, makes me proud of what I do in this industry. Did your style evolve since the beginning of your career? It was mainly pop or contemporary R&B when I first started. As I grew as an artist , I traced back to what truely inspired me before. Music like Motown, Prince and the Beatles helped me brew my sound over time. Who do you see as your main competitor? No one lol. What are your interests outside of music? Photography and videography. If it wasn't a music career, what would you be doing? Something in the art still. Maybe photographer What is the biggest problem you have encountered in the journey of music?

Staying true to yourself. If you could change one thing in the music industry, what would it be? Give credits to where the credits are due. Credit your writers, engineers and everyone down to your assistants. https://open.spotify.com/artist/70QlgUMraW0kDrM6ovR98f?si=Ii8K2tiaR-ajb5n074s7Fw Why did you choose this as the title of this project? It describes the general feelings of the entire EP. Blurry and cloudy. What are your plans for the coming months? There will be new music in the making and live performances soon in New York City Do you have any artistic collaboration plans No What message would you like to give to your fans? My most sincere graditute to whomever took the time a listen to my music. It truly means the world to me

#Interviews #CloudChaserEp #CloudChaserEpbyWayneWei #CloudChaserEpfromWayneWei #CloudChaserEpWayneWei #WayneWei #WayneWeiCloudChaserEp #WayneWeidropsCloudChaserEp #WayneWeioutwithCloudChaserEp #WayneWeireleasesCloudChaserEp #WayneWeiwithCloudChaserEp

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fantrollology-bios · 1 year

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take a moment for your health, may be what you needed

Last updated 4/6/2023

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— intro —

Your name is JC! You’re a perfectly normal troll! There’s really not much more to say.

Okay fine, there isn’t really much sense in lying about it! You’ve got some STUFF GOING ON. You were OUT OF COMMISSION for a good while, and you’ve only gotten back into it within the past few sweeps. “It” being… basically everything. You’re out to try lots of NEW THINGS or rediscover things you MAYBE DON’T REMEMBER YOU LIKE. It’s hard to be patient, but some things TAKE SOME PREP. Luckily you have GREAT FRIENDS that LOVE YOU AND YOUR UNIQUE QUIRKS, and help out without question. You spend a majority of your time these days HANGING WITH THESE FRIENDS, well, BOYFRIENDS. It’s still so crazy saying that! The bunch of you get up to a lot of RIDICULOUS HI-JINKS. You have so much fun with them, it almost makes you forget that you’re d- hm. Actually, nevermind that. It doesn’t matter. It’s not like there’s anything you can do about it. Anyways, your best bro SPYKE runs an ITCH channel, and lately you’ve been getting into VIDEO EDITING for him. It’s nice to have a space to flex some creativity. It’s been a long time.

— basics —

Name: JC Pronouns: He/him

Orientation: Bisexual

Age: Probably ~13 Sweeps? Maybe?

Height: ~5'7"”

Location: Hive in the desert a couple miles from the city

Occupation: Video editor

— alternia —

Caste: Displays a blue symbol, Unknown.

Lusus: Unknown

Weapon of Choice: :( None!!! Don’t fight him why would you fight him…

Abilities: None/Unknown(?)

— personality —

Sign: ♋ Cancer

Likes: Pranks, stunts, video editing / filming, exploring, meeting new people, animals/ lusii (particularly loves bugs, frogs, and dogs), action movies, riding on the back of Spyke’s motorcycle

Dislikes: None & don’t give him any either!!!

— plot —

Current Status: Living with his matesprits & having a baller time

Goals: To have fun, meet people, and love others :-)

Open Hooks:

● He’s always looking for new friends!

● I’d love for him to make a troll-disguised human friend who assumes he is doing the same thing, and then is surprised to find that JC is not a human :)

Past plotlines: ● Living with Button - Comics [1]

● Moving out of Button’s place - No tag, browse in-character tag.

— relationships —

Romantic:

♥ Spyke & Spides - #Stupid Club- Spyke is the coolest guy you ever met, and now he’s your boyfriend?! This is just too crazy. And last sweep it turned out you were both crushing on the guy at the Sonic drive-thru, and now you three just get into all sorts of trouble together. You never dreamed of having friends like these; everything else is just bonus.

♦ Moirail Name - #None - [Plotting]

♠ Kismesis Name - #None - [N/A]

Platonic:

● Button Gusset - #Feel Like Yourself - When you came back, Button was the one who took care of you. For sweeps, you relied on her for everything. After you got well enough to go out and make friends with other people, you started noticing stuff that hadn’t quite clicked before. It took a while to realize, but you can’t help her, not if she doesn’t want you to. Now you’ve moved out, and you’re trying to move on. Despite it all, you can’t say you’re not worried about her, and you hope she knows you’re there if she really needs you.

— links —

Playlist ● Character Tag ● Art

Interest Tag ● Asks

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help-i-need-a-cool-username · 2 years

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Thinking some more about this post and accidentally kinda made half a story

Theres some kind of commotion going on. Maddie is in the basement, trying to find something in storage. Ever since they gave Sonic the attic things have been hard to find since that change messed up their original organization system.

She figures its just the boys. Either Sonic tripped while running or goaded Knuckles into a fight, or Tails got into something he shouldnt have. She'll let Tom handle it.

Things go quiet. She figures its all sorted out. And then the screaming starts.

Tom is yelling her name. Sonic zips down to the basement, looking scared. He starts talking in a rush, "Maddie! Maddie! Something happened he wont wake up come quick!"

As soon as Maddie runs for the stairs Sonic zips right back out

Maddie runs around the house until she finds everyone out back. Theres some type of impact drag thats torn up several feet of grass. Knuckles is standing outside it, and she can see the top of Tom's head from inside the impact zone. Sonic is running from Tom to Knuckles and back again, until he sees Maddie which is when he runs over to her. Tom is still yelling her name.

Maddie makes it to the wall of dirt. She looks over and freezes. The deepest point is maybe three feet deep, and there she sees Tom kneeling in the dirt and Tails fiddling with one of his devices like its a Star Trek med scanner. In between them is a creature curled on its side that looks a awful lot like Sonic. She jumps into the hole and Tom turns to her "He wont wake up, i dont know what happened. When i came out this is how i found him. I had Sonic run and get your first aid kits but i dont know how to help him"

Maddie starts examining him. Tails is talking, Sonic is panicking. Tom and Knuckles are more quietly worried. Sonic doesnt like to be monitored but Maddie has gotten him to sit still a few times so she can get a read on whats normal for him and she starts comparing her patient to that. Most of it is "normal". His heart rate is a bit faster than Sonic's resting heart rate and he's covered in bruises. Maddie declares he's okay, but they should move him inside. She takes his feet and Tom takes his shoulders, and they carry him out of the hole and into the house. Sonic runs ahead to open all the doors for them.

They lay him down on the kitchen table, and Maddie stays with him while Tom takes everyone out of the room and focuses on calming down Sonic and Tails. Maddie grabs a pillow to put under his head and sits down next to him while putting her animal and human first aid kits back together. She thinks that she should really get around to making a third one for Sonic and other aliens.

The fact he looks so much like Sonic, like her baby, makes her heart squeeze up. She ends up dragging the chair to sit near his head so she can run her fingers through the quills on his head. Its a habit she picked up whenever Sonic falls asleep on her during movie night

Now the perspective would move from Maddie POV to other!Sonic POV

Other Sonic would wake up slowly. Wondering why his body hurts. Enjoying the nice sensation going on by his head. He cracks his eyes open to see a unfamiliar ceiling. He blinks a few times and yep thats definitely not his ceiling. And this bed is super hard. He hears a noise coming from his left. Someone is trying to talk to him. He wakes up all at once; he doesnt know where he is, he doesnt know who this is, he doesnt know whats happening. So he does the reasonable thing and shoots up from the table screaming before running to the other side of the room.

Anddddd thats all i got. Tom would come running into the room, Maddie would recover pretty fast. After a few lines of dialogue Sonic Wachowski comes running into the room. Theres a either a very loud or very weird interaction between Sonic and Sonic. It would end with Maddie gently steering her Sonic out of the room, while he says something like "but Mom!" which confuses Other Sonic all over again

#hinacu xover #hinacu sonic #sonic crossover #sonic the hedgehog #sonic wachowski #sonic 2 #sonic the hedgehog 2 #maddie wachowski #tom wachowski #miles tails prower #knuckles the echidna

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vannybarber · 3 years

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Know Your Place

Summary: Christopher Jamal Evans puts your ass in place.

Chris Jamal Evans x Reader

Warnings: SMUT, cursing, aggressive behavior (nothing serious), mentions of cheating, implied smut, degrading.

This is based off of Barbershop: The Next Cut with Terri, Rashad, and Draya, with their whole situation😂.

"Just get in the damn car and meet me at the house. We're not doing this here."

"Fine!" You rush around to your car door and slam it shut once you get inside. You watch Chris go to his, also slamming it shut but not for the same reason as you. You were more so the reason.

Starting the car and driving off with him right on your tail, you turn the music up to drown out the many cars that honk at your recklessness and poor wheel skills. If only they knew, they would be acting just like you.

You had come over to the building where Chris was shooting a movie with his female costar, Melanie. You absolutely despised her because she often came onto Chris. Both infront of you and when you weren't around. Of course he shot her down every time because he knows better. He knew you weren't the one to be played with.

But today, when you didn't see him as soon as you walked inside the shoot, you scan the room for Melanie. Not seeing her either, you began to roam around through the halls. You look in a room and see his stuff on a couch inside. You walk into the room calling his name.

"Chris? Baby, where you at?" You check in the bathroom and its empty. "Boy, I got your nasty seafood salad. Where the hell are you?" You scan the room one more time before smacking your lips and heading to the door.

Chris was in the closet changing when Melanie came in trying to feel up on him. He was getting ready to finally cuss her out, but he heard you yelling for him and so he freaked, shutting the door. He specifically told her not to make a sound and she followed orders, up until the last minute.

As you hit the threshold, you hear something hit the floor. The sound seemed to have come from the closet. You pause, scared at first because it was evident that no one was in the room except you. But then you grow suspicious because Chris and that bitch were both missing. You turn around slowly and stalk towards the door.

Chris was fuming when she knocked the box over, but then started to freak when he heard you walking over to the closet door. He gave her the look with a mix of panic and 'I'm gonna fucking kill you'. He sees the door handle turn and prepares for your wrath because you damn sure were gonna give it to him.

You open the door and there was your man and Melanie. Her hands were covering her mouth, eyes wide. Your eyes relocate to Chris and his shirt was halfway on his torso. He clambers to get it fully in, stepping towards you and away from her.

"Babe, just listen and you'll understand everything. She came in while I was changing and-" he doesn't get a chance to finish, for your voice overpowered his.

"You got five seconds to explain to me what the fuck you're doing." You hand is still on the door, not planning on letting them out the closet just yet. Chris was confused, but discerned that you weren't talking to him. You were talking to Melanie. He looks back at her and she was now biting her nail, clearly anxious.

"Look, Y/N, I really don't want any problems." She is trying to be straight about it, but her voice is fastened with fear. She knew exactly what you were capable of and she still is trying to bullshit you.

"You don't want want no problems? You've been trying to sleep with my man since the first day you found out you were working with him!" You must look like boo boo the fool for her to think she was pulling this shit on you.

"And as for you Christopher," you turn towards him, jabbing your finger in his chest, "what the hell are you thinking? Are y'all just lying to me and actually messing around?" You had no problem whooping both their asses.

"Y/N no! Listen, she came inside the closet while I was changing and I was going to kick her out, but I heard you coming and I just...freaked out." He's trying to dissolve the situation, but is only making it worse.

"You instead of coming out, you decide to stay in there with her? You see how this is worse right? You're just giving her the benefit to think she could even get with you. This is entertainment for her. Don't you realize that?" Now your hand was off the door and balled into a fist because you were 2.5 seconds from losing it.

"Baby, I was going to put my foot down this time. I know its long overdue, but I didn't want any issues with the people I work with. And I should've realized how unfair that was to you. I'm sorry. But don't think I would ever cheat on you." He grabs your arm and pushes you back so he could get out the closet.

"Yeah, you damn right. All this could've been avoided. She's harassing you. You need to report her ass!" You snag your arm away from him and point back at her, who's now trying to ease out of the closet. You catch her and she runs off, you not far behind. You damn sure were not a runner, but you were going super sonic right now.

She turns down she same way you came to find them and Chris is right on your ass too. You guys get to the front of the building and you lunge for her, but no contact was made for Chris had you in a hold. You brawl against his wide chest and eventually give up when he doesn't let go.

People are watching in absolute shock and some even were laughing their asses off. It would've been even funnier if Chris had let you get one hit in. Of course that didn't happen since he scooped you up with minimal effort.

"Y/N chill! Stop, you're making a fucking scene!" He grabs on your flailing arms, yanking them back.

"I don't give a shit! Let me get her. Just one good time," you plead and scream at the same time. He literally drags you away outside with great struggle since you weren't giving in. When he got you out there, you accepted your defeat and he let you go, watching you extra closely in case you pulled a fast one.

"You should've let me get her! Why the hell you stop me?!" He runs his hands through his hair, obviously frustrated and very much embarrassed. But you could care less. She needed her ass whooped.

"It's not worth it. We need to go now!"

"I don't have to go anywhere!" You could give less of a fuck if the onlookers labeled you as 'the angry black woman'. Because infact, you are a black woman. And damn right you were angry.

"Just get in the damn car and meet me at the house. We're not doing this here!"

"Fine!"

After reminiscing over the lovely previous moments, you pull up at your even lovelier home. You hop out the car and open the gate. Walking back to the car you peek and see Chris with his arm against the window, leaning on it and watching you. For sure he had a headache by now.

Instead of pulling up all the way into the driveway, you park at the end, leaving no room for Chris to drive in.

"Really? Pull all the way in!" You sit for a minute with your arms crossed for a bit of rebellion before complying like a child. Only because you didn't want to walk the extra way to the door of course. When you park again, Chris pulls in and gets out to shut the gate.

You were already unlocking the door and stepping in, but before you could slam it in his face, he was right behind you. You toss the keys and kick off your shoes.

"Where are you going?" You hear him call from the front of the house.

"None of your business." You were just going to the fridge to get your pineapple juice. You drink it almost every single day. And you definitely needed some right now.

"Okay we need to discuss what the fuck just happened. What the hell was that Y/N?" He's standing across the kitchen island from you staring in anger.

"Well for one, I caught you in a closet half naked with that bitch after I called your name repeatedly. Then she's playing in my face and you're trying to defend her! You really need an explanation for my actions, Chris?" You close the bottle and slam it on the counter.

"Look Y/N, I explained to you what happened. I am sorry. I knew that if I had came out that closet with her, you'd still react the same way, probably even worse. I was literally fearing for my life, no joke." He puts his hands up in surrender. You almost laugh.

"I rather you just have came out and told me straight up. Yeah, I would be mad of course. Who wouldn't? But you made it more difficult yourself." You still have an attitude and even though he apologized, you still wanted to be mad.

"Baby, I tell you you're beautiful everyday. Why? Because I want you to know that no other woman could ever be at the level you are for me. I want you to know that you're the only one I see and there isn't anyone else for me." He's now standing infront of you, his 6'0 figure imposing over your frame.

You can't and won't lie that those words had you in your feels. You swear, Geminis really are sweet talkers. You could've gave in right then. But not just yet.

"You sound like a real bitch right now." You fold your arms and look at him with testy eyes. You slightly regret saying that because what he said was genuine. But who are you without some back talk?

His eyes go caliginous. You've only seen this a one time when you've stepped out of line with him. Your big mouth could argue for days, but you never held a grudge. You kind of forced yourself to keep going as if you were still upset. Stubborn was an understatement.

You scratch your straightened hair nervously before flattening it back down. You internally hope it wasn't obvious that you lamented what you had just said.

"I already apologized to you and explained what happened. Now you can be mature and we can have a real conversation or you can be childish and act like you're still upset and we can end it right here." He steps closer to you, if that's even humanly possible. "But this is will be the first and last time you call me a bitch. Got it?"

He's breathing heavily on your face. If only you could see your face right now. It would read shock, with a bit of fear. He never checked you like this and let you get away with a lot. But this right here, was well deserved. But the way he's over you and his voice lowering with a sharp tone had you...turned on.

Something about him putting you in place made you wet and excited. All the fear had vanished almost immediately. You finally respond.

"Yes," you say quietly, nodding your head. "I'm sorry." Your eyes remained on him looking up through your lashes nibbling your lip. If only you knew what it was doing to him.

The sight of your body go automatically submissive to him after he got firm with you threw him in a complete frenzy. He was dominant most times, but you had many moments where you didn't back down to a challenge and took the lead. You not clapping back and apologizing threw him off a slight bit, but did not disappoint him. It turned him on.

"Good girl." He grabs your arm, spins you around so that your back is turned to him and bends down next to your ear.

"Go into the room, take off everything but your panties and lie on the bed. Mkay?" He moved his hands behind your arm to your lower back. You might as well save yourself the embarrassment and take off your panties too because once he sees the tropical storm, it's a wrap burrito. But you nod your head in compliance.

He gives you a smack on the butt and pushes you forward. You walk the rest of the way to the room and follow his exact orders. You remove every clothing item except the saltwater cloth covering your most needy part. You lay on the bed and wait for him.

He comes in a few moments later and eyes you down, making sure you followed his instructions. Of course you would. He stands in front of the bed and starts to remove his clothes. The entire time his eyes alternate from your body to your eyes. It made you nervous, but still excited.

"I'm very much used to your little tantrums and what not, but there's a limit. And when you pass that limit and step out of line, you need to be taught a lesson." He's in just his briefs by the end of his sentence and crawls in the bed.

You adjust yourself onto your back, shamelessly welcoming him to help himself to you. He positions in between your legs and lowers his face to yours, lips gliding against yours and pulling back when you try to kiss him. You pout and he smirks a little.

"Tell me what you want, honey" he whispers as he rubs up your leg to your thigh, grazing his fingers against your soaked panties. Just when you thought you couldn't get any wetter. Damn.

"I want you to touch me. Please." Your hands are gripping the sheets just thinking about his hands on your body. You completely forgot about messing up your hair as you throw your head back when he starts circling his fingers on your clit.

"I'm starting to think that this isn't very punishing for you, sweetheart." He picks up pace and reaches for your boob, kneading it full in his palms. "You seem to really be enjoying it. A little too much."

You weren't even listening to him, only chasing your orgasm, rolling your hips against his forceful touch. You successfully make it a few seconds to cumming before he snatches his finger away. You pick your head up right away, looking appalled.

"Why'd you stoooop?" you whine out. He looks at you innocently.

"Hmm that's just something us bitches like to do." Before you could respond, he flips you over and smacks your right cheek. "These have been on way too long." He pulls your panties off quicker than Pietro Maximoff. Tossing them to the floor, he starts his teasing.

"Damn, Y/N. All this is for me? If this doesn't tell me you loved the beginning of your lesson, I don't know what does."

He drags his fingers through your wet lips, coating them with your wetness. He brings his hands to his face to taste the mess you made for him.

"Hmm. That pineapple juice is kicking in fast."

The entire time he's talking, you're moving around coding him to stop teasing you and do something to make you feel good.

"You really are a desperate whore, huh?" You moan in the sheets in agreement. You were never into name calling, but it was something with Chris that made you love it.

He lowers down to your pussy, breathe frisking over it. You shiver and wait for him to start.

"As much as both you and I would love this, you don't deserve it. So ass up." You internally start cursing him out, calling him all things forbidden. But you comply and slightly lift your lower half.

Chris gets directly behind you and lines up with your entrance. When did he even take his briefs off? You inhale sharply at the contact and moan as he slips inside you with little to no effort. He fills you quick, starting his thrusts right away.

Your left cheek is against the mattress and both hands are gripping the sheets.

"Oh my- fuck!"

"How's it feel baby?" He asks you, going deeper at every thrust back inside you. Between the loud claps of your bodies, your pornographic moans and the sounds of your WAP, he knew the answer.

"It feels so good Chris" you manage to get out between breathes that were suddenly hard to take. You suddenly get a hard slap on your right cheek, making you squeal.

"That's not my name." You quickly correct yourself.

"Sorry..Daddy."

"Look at this" he starts thrusting faster, both of you not far from climax.

"Just an hour ago you were bitchin' about me and now you're basically grovelling at my feet. You can barely make a word. I guess I'm not such a bitch now, huh? " He locks your arms behind you and you automatically lift your ass up further, helping him slide in you even easier.

"No Daddy, I'm s-sorry." He groans and grabs a fistful of your hair and leans down to your ear. Normally you would be pissed because he touched your hair, especially since it was just done. But you could give less of a damn right now.

"Yeah I bet you are. Would a bitch be fucking you like this? Hm?" He pounded into you hard at every word. Your face in the mattress, you let out a scream that would have the neighbors dialing 911.

"No, baby- oh GOD" you yell, right at your peak. Just a couple more thrusts away and you were gone. Chris recognized that yell. He wanted to send you off right.

"Go ahead and cum for me baby. But just remember,"

He was right behind you and close himself.

"No matter how smart you get with me, at the end of the day, you're always gonna be a little slut for me." The last 4 words sent you over the edge and you cum all over him. He doesn't fall short and fills up the rest of you.

"Fuuuck" he let's out as his seed spills inside you.

His body collapses next to you and you find the energy to move your body. You turn and look at him with this dumb smile on your face. He reciprocates with the same dumb smile and pats down your hair. You slap his arm, turning your nose up at him.

"Ow. Why'd you do that for?" He rubs his now red arm.

"That's what you get for messing up my hair. You're gonna give me money to get it done again." Remembering, you hit his arm again.

"Baby, what the hell?"

"That's for also making me leave my pineapple juice out the fridge."

Idek what I was doing here 😭 This is the kind of stuff I daydream about, but it never looks as good written out 🥴

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#cevans #chris evans #avengers #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans x reader #captain america #chris evans fluff #chris evans smut #chris evans fic #chris evans imagine #chris evans x black reader #black reader #christopher jamal evans

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lucifer-is-a-bag-of-dicks · 2 years

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okay so I watched Morbius, Sonic 2, and Batman today with my irl pal @duran-duran-less-official and those last two were both great and there's not much else to say, everyone already knows that the Batman is excellent and you should watch it, and if you liked Sonic 1 you'll love Sonic 2 even more, if you didn't like Sonic 1 you probably won't care for Sonic 2

but if you're on the fence about going to see Morbius my recommendation is mmmaybe if you have like a coupon or something? (like I did, because that's the only way I could afford to see three movies in one day, triple feature day babyyy) or just wait to stream it because I assure you it really isn't worth the cinema price but also it wasn't terrible

Morbius spoilers ahead (not that there's a lot to spoil it's pretty basic)

at the very least, I was somewhat entertained, Jared Leto's acting was surprisingly fine if a bit uninteresting, the love interest is boring, has no backstory, no motivations other than being unexplainably ride and die for Morbius, and they have zero chemistry

MATT SMITH ON THE OTHER HAND

I'm partially convinced they cast Jared Leto as a desperate attempt to have his white hetero fuckboy energy drown out Milo's INCREDIBLY gay chemistry with Morbius (spoiler alert they failed), Matt Smith fuckin' carried this movie, the man was born to play a villain, and sony are cowards for trying to no homo them with the obligatory random hetero makeout sesh in act 3

he wanted them to elope together bruh 😩

also this movie had a lot of influences from other vampire movies which shouldn't be a bad thing but all it did was remind me that I could be watching a better vampire movie right now

like if this film came out at the same time as Underworld it probably would have hit better, it has a lot of the same Vibes and the poor cg would be excusable

and Milo constantly whispering Miiichaaeeel is a peak Lost Boys reference and also really doesn't make the gay subtext any less gay

the cg was terrible a lot but also some of the effects were really fun and the vampire face was hit and miss (I LOVED the parts where it came out for like a second when he was emotional, like just a flash of teeth and eyes before he got control again I could eat that shit up) I liked the whispy flying effects, they made no sense but looked super dope

also yeah the story is pretty meh, it's like they had all the pieces for a really cool movie and got a toddler to put them together, a lot of stuff just didn't really make sense, some scenes were kinda unclear, the fights had moments of cool interspersed between a fuckton of shaky cam and bad cg, and honestly there should have been way more focus on the vampire stuff, and Morbius and Milo's relationship, and less of the medical stuff and the shitty love interest, or at the very least they could make the medical stuff more interesting because the first act dragged so much, Milo's more consistent presence in the third act is what really made the movie worth seeing tbh

the whole bit where Morbius is testing his powers and timing how often he has to drink blood before he loses control should have been a lot more engaging like I WANTED to be invested, but it just felt super lazily done

also the love interest (if you're wondering why I'm not using her name it's because I don't remember it she made that little an impact) at one point gets knocked over by a thug, passes out, and then is taken to hospital and intubated?? she was definitely not injured enough for that to make sense, it would have been way more interesting if Morbius seriously wounded her by accident on his rampage, at least then it would add extra weight to the scene where he refuses to give the treatment to Milo because he doesn't want him to hurt someone he loves (perhaps insinuating he might kill their doctor/father figure by accident which would then make it hurt much more when Milo kills him deliberately later in the movie)

so tldr, don't pay cinema prices for this, but maybe check it out for Matt Smith's performance alone, he was a lot of fun

and I would absolutely read fanfic exploring Morbius and Milo's relationship more, I was left VERY unfulfilled

#lula's thoughts #morbius

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You wrote on twitter that you were too young to be published and did fool things you later regretted. I'm curious about those regrets - is there anything you'd be willing to elaborate on?

I do want to clarify I meant I personally was probably too young, and I wasn't a babe in arms when I was published--I was 24, which is an adult! S.E. Hinton was 18 when her first book was published and she arguably invented young adult fiction. Jennifer Lynn Barnes was a teenager when her first book was published and she's always been a genius rock star. Some people are married and having kids and doing great at their jobs at 24, but some people are in college, or learning the ropes of their jobs and full-time work life in general and messing up because it still feels unfamiliar. Most of us, me included, will be making messes until we die, though we can hope for better messes.

My regrets aren't super secret--I would've conducted myself differently online and offline. One thing I've said before: I wouldn't link up my real name and my fanfic identity the way I did back when. That means having your juvenilia out there and judged, and yourself judged in a very particular way! It is hard to sit in the doctor's office and ask him for written proof you have cancer, because the internet will accuse you of faking it. (Yes that did happen. That poor man's face was like, 'Girl, why do you not live your life right.') As I've said, I have an assistant-with-antis who filters my social media and email so I don't have to come upon hostile stuff, and I do wonder if there are ways to inspire less hostility.

But to be clear regarding that example, I think fandom is awesome in many ways, and it's valuable to say you wrote fanfiction, just don't get too specific. One of my most cherished facts about a (fancy, brilliant, very bestselling) writer friend is that she wrote Sonic the Hedgehog fanfiction once. Many of my writer friends used to or still do write it! (Fanfic in general... I'm not outing a bunch of writers as avid Sonic fans...) And being open about my identity did mean I had some beautiful supportive readers from the jump, who were sweet to me and made friends with each other (Marmalade fish shoutout). I love that people connect over fiction, and that they connected over mine. My advice to others is to do it like Oscar winner Chloe Zhao, and be like 'yes I write it, yes the call is coming from inside the building, yes creative engaged people engage creatively in many ways, no you'll never know my online name!' And that's mostly how it's done these days--there are masses of fanfiction writers in TV, in movies, working as editors and agents in publishing, and who are writers, because people who are passionate about creativity are passionate about creativity in many ways. A decade ago and nobody was sure how it was going to go: I do think it went well generally, if uneasily for test balloons like me.

Overall, as regards regrets, if you're alive, you're making mistakes, and if you're growing, you're learning from them. Often the more you care, the more mistakes you make. There are some things only life experience can teach you, and I've seen people who came into writing with experience from being, for instance, lawyers which they were able to use in many ways, and there were times I wished I'd acquired experience or lost naivety in a job that wasn't my dream job. Sometimes I really didn't know what was going on, and later I was like 'Ohhh! Oh Lord.' I would say a few things I wish I'd known: How to draw boundaries like circles of salt that others couldn't cross. The personal and the professional are going to blur, but it's still important to try and differentiate them. How to pick your battles: recognise the unwinnable, find the most likely strategy for victory with the winnable ones. Know that people won't like you just because you're making life more convenient for them, so don't do it for that reason. OMG abide by contracts and make sure the contracts cover every eventuality. Learn the art of standing your ground calmly. (One day, I'll get it.)

But getting published at any age is complicated: I have one friend who was sure she was going to die after she got her publishing contract because it was her dream accomplished, and what was left? I have more life experience in my 30s, but I also had most of those years totally slain by cancer: my writing went off a cliff long before I was diagnosed, and then I couldn't write, and since then I've been scrambling. If I'd been published first at 30 I might have handled myself in style, but there definitely wouldn't have been two trilogies before the long pause. One very lovely, very talented lady who was first published in the same year I was died shortly after. You don't know what's coming: Margaret Mitchell was hit by a speeding drunk driver and we'll never know if rumours she planned to write a sequel to Gone with the Wind are true. The people whose first books were out in 2020 had a tough time, and I would've freaked out if I'd been in their position and am glad I didn't have a non-tie-in novel out--it was very strange to have two tie-ins out that year as it was! People were reading books in 2020, but it was harder for new books to get on their radar.

I didn't write the tweet to alarm anyone, or say there was a magical time it was best to be published at. Lots of amazing writers aren't published, are published feeling they're too young, are published feeling they're too old. I think my tweet was really to say, there's no precise right time, and no way to execute your dreams exactly right. I do look back on stuff and think, oh lord, me at 30 might have handled THAT better. I hope that I'll look back at me now from 50 and go, I'd crush the stuff that crushed her!

Are there things I would change, sure. But I probably would make different mistakes if it had all happened differently for me. Humans constantly torment ourselves imagining the magic way we could've got everything right, a task exactly nobody has accomplished. I've never lived a perfect life or written a perfect book, and I don't know anyone else who has. I'm really glad I was published, and really proud of all my books. If you've never done something you've regretted, how much have you done? Keep going.

#stumbling through publication #writing #fanfiction

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You missed the point people were trying to make about tony not supporting the other avengers... peter, who is also an avenger has advanced tech and financial support from tony and he left the rest of the avengers with nothing. Its selfish and stupid because sam, wanda and bucky deserved better from stark. He ruined their lives and even dead he's being an asshole to them dykwim

You and I definitely saw different movies lmaooooo also can’t believe I had to go to the urban dictionary to know what ‘dykwim’ means.

So first, all of you are mad because Tony is throwing advanced technology at Peter to protect him. For years, I’ve been reading the same old crap ‘OMG, I want this Spider-Man as far away as possible from Tony because he’s giving him money and tech!’ and now, conveniently, it’s ‘OMG, look at Peter, he got to enjoy Tony’s tech/money and my fav character needs to have some of that same money I criticized before just because!’

And you need to watch the movies for real, stop reading summaries online, and following whatever DarkLordSpidey1 from Twitter says. He basically worked for these people:

Redwing (upgraded by Tony Stark and previously named Stark Drone). He also got another upgraded one after those 5 years; ‘Well, you know, those poor techs can't keep up with a billion returning IP addresses and your sick-ass Stark-level tech’. He also made an advanced and technological version of the EXO-7 Falcon for Sam with a freaking weapons system.

The super high-tech Quinjet the rogue Avengers were navigating in while being war criminals belongs to Tony as well.

The Hulkbuster was specifically made to help Bruce Banner.

The Black Widow's bite was upgraded and given to Natasha by Tony too. Tony also made Black Widow's batons, as well as the stingers.

Upgraded Cap’s shield and involved magnetics to keep it on his wrist and back. Let’s not forget he upgraded this shield three times for him. He also protected Steve with three different uniforms and added features that made it better for him, each more durable than his previous ones, being capable of withstanding repulsor blasts and more.

He designed a new bow for Clint, added an infrared and sonic-sighting device onto it. The next version that Tony made for him after that one had the capability to transform into a bo staff which could be used for melee combat. He also received an upgrade in 2023. Basically upgraded all of hawkeye's bow and quiver weapons.

Made two uniforms for Wanda to protect her in battle, gave her a home, and supported her for 2 years until she decided to become a war criminal. She freaking calls The Avengers Facility: HOME ‘The Avengers compound. It was the first home Vision and I ever shared’. Same as Steve, he refers to the compound as home in IW. Tony gave them all of that.

While all of them were gone, Tony was working on a prototype for Cap's new shield and continued to work for them. He even kept their stuff safe for them. And for all the crap you give Peter, take into consideration that Thor's magic belt along with the team's equipment was about to be stolen in HOCO, some of you better be thanking that kid lmaoooooo

Who do you think supported the Avengers financially for years? Nick Fury? HAHAHA! Fury is up in space having a vacation while Wanda was holding a few John Does hostage. He gave them a home for years, imagine unemployed adults capable of fighting aliens and terrorists being supported by just one person. And the place where they lived was not a tiny room with some old ass furniture. It’s a whole Ikea luxury compound; a hundred acres with a lap pool and a screening room with the most advanced tech and accommodations possible.

Also weren’t yall calling the compound where they comfortably lived for years a ‘prison’ when Civil War came out and you were talking about how ‘oppressed’ Wanda felt over there? I still remember yall saying the Rogues didn’t need Tony’s help after CW and they were better off with T’Challa because he's richer and lives in a kingdom? Even T’Challa dropped their asses and let them live in crappy hotels for 2 years. And now you want Tony to throw money at them? THE TRANSPARENCY LMAO

Just admit you didn’t watch the movies and move on.

And this? What the hell is this?

He ruined their lives and even dead he's being an asshole to them

Tony barely knew Sam and I think I already explained why is ridiculous to blame Tony for that bomb. Also, I would argue that Wanda herself ruined her own life with her decisions, which is 100% canon. If you want to argue more, here are some posts (I don’t feel like explaining myself all over again):

x, x, x, x, x.

How exactly Tony ruined Bucky’s life? By having him kill his own parents? Is that it? LMAOOOOOOOO Tony had nothing to do with Bucky’s life, they were never friends. They barely knew each other.

yall really want Tony Stark to be everyone’s sugar daddy.

#tony stark #sam wilson #bucky barnes #tfatws #tfatws spoilers #captain america #marvel #mcu #wanda maximoff #natasha romanoff #avengers #Anonymous

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Not everyone can say they’ve been to the Big Apple, but [ THURSTON THOMAS ], a [ 23 ] year-old [ NONBINARY PERSON ] has lived in [ QUEENS ] for [ 1 YEAR ]. This is the city of dreams and [ HE ] knows it, because they came to NYC to be a [ MUSICIAN ]. Well, that and as the [ NEWCOMER ]. Living in the city means they meet all kinds of people, but everyone always seems to think they look like [ ADRIAN GREENSMITH ]. They even got away with free cab fare once because of it!

cw : mental illness, accidental overdose (non-lethal), death in the family.

music has been in his blood since day one. his dad had some success in the 1990s touring with his band, before his days on the road were cut short when his girlfriend slash bandmate got pregnant. his dad became a stay at home husband for a bit while his mom finally took the teaching job she’d been putting off since she decided to do music full-time. neither of them regretted this choice, as they were fond of telling thurston. that said, there were always going to be some drawbacks to being born to young, isolated, inexperienced parents. his dad was twenty when he was born, his mom twenty-six.

for one, there was the name: thurston, for thurston moore of sonic youth. years of being nicknamed thirsty by uncreative elementary school kids got him to the point of going by thurston or ‘nothing at all’. most of the kids preferred the latter, ignoring him altogether or just calling him ‘freak’. perhaps that was when he really started to feel the change coming on within.

his parents had cleaned up their image. his dad’s long hair was cropped short for his own new job, his mom had taken her piercings out, dyed her hair back to brown. the b-movie posters and tacky collectable mugs that had littered his house his whole childhood were superseded by nice wallpaper, matching glasses that came new from homesense. his parents had fully gone the yuppie route, and they’d stray back away later, but at the time that he was entering high school, he felt a need to rebel against this beige-washing, to return to what he felt had been the glory days.

out came sonic youth, pavement, the pixies, sebadoh, 12 rods, sloan, asrielle — out came the alternative. the cds, records, and cassettes that his parents had stacked away reemerged in his bedroom, blasted to deafening through his cheap headphones. he studied the music of his parents’ peers with an almost religious reverence, and with his dad’s old candy apple red telecaster in hand, he began to teach himself the music he’d grown up on.

after high school finally ended he was desperate to get away. university was the obvious answer, until he failed out a year in. he soon learned that he’d been accommodated by his teachers his entire school career up until that point, and without the forgiveness for habitually late or undone homework and assignments, without the support of the two friends he’d had, he essentially had a breakdown. the school doctor diagnosed him with adhd, and on the final day of class an accidental overdose of his prescribed medication left him feeling so wretched that he tossed the bottle the next day. he came home to skulk around his home like an overgrown bat, until his parents finally put their foot down: do something, or he’d have to go stay with his grandparents. at that time, it seemed like the answer was obvious.

his grandparents lived up north, in the muskoka region. cottage country, people called it. all it meant to him was that he went from relative business of guelph to near silence, 90% of the year. thurston couldn’t drive, and the only internet at the house was dial-up, so his world narrowed to music and his grandparents. he got really good at chess, and gardening, and swimming, and also, somewhere in there, music. he’d finally tipped over the point where he could cover a song and just, understand it. the music made sense.

at this point he decided to try post-secondary education again. maybe university wasn’t for him, but college could be fun. he went for film and television, based on some vague childhood notion of wanting to work in movies. all his old issues cropped back up, but one thing was different: he’d found a band. after spotting a ‘guitarist wanted’ ad on a corkboard, he’d auditioned, and got it. for the next year and a half he and the band were inseparable. and then, he failed out of school. again.

he came home and returned to his earlier routine, until his granddad died. suddenly, it was a whirlwind. his grandma was selling the house and moving into his old room with his parents, while he slept on the couch. his parents were doing their best for her and for thurston, but he knew he was in the way. so he found his dad’s address book and copied down his aunt’s new york city address. she’d always said he was welcome to come visit when she used to come down for christmas, so he figured it was worth a shot.

with a backpack of clothing and his guitar case, he got the first bus to new york, only telling his dad that he’d figured out a place to live. of course, when he got to his aunt’s address, it turned out she’d moved. great. thuston was at his wits end when he all but stumbled into the dive bar, but it turned out to be just the move. spilling his guts drunkenly somehow solved all his problems: a place to stay, and a job. nevermind that he didn’t technically have a visa — the whole thing was under the table, for cash and room and board, and he was more than happy to take what he could get.

#i'll make a real header img at some pointt #but intro is out for now !!

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