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#thorn art#thorn oc#my oc being dramatic af#but fr fr#they would sing this on top of their spaceship#most likely bond over how badly they fucked up in life#traditional sketch#sketch#sketches#art#pencil#sketchbook
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black lights, spaceships fly
for rebelcaptain fluffbruary st fluffentines day or whatever it's called, have some post-war them in the club where they SHOULD HAVE BEEN fluff
the prompts were lush | camera | beau and I did actually use them all but very ✨️subtly✨️
written while listening to renaissance on repeat for the vibes and the title of course is from cuff it. cross-posted on ao3.
cw for recreational space weed consumption and of course alleged legal real world weed consumption behind the scenes lmao
The driving baseline from the stage reverberates through the floor into the soles of Cassian's feet. He feels his heart thumping in time with the red-haired Zeltron drummer on the drum set. His nose brushes the crown of Jyn's head as she sways in his arms.
The herbal scent of the Marcan joint they'd shared earlier lingers in her hair, and he breathes in deeply, scent memory tossing him back to the walk from the ship and the freshly-rolled cigarette passing from her fingers to his, then burning between his lips, the cherry bright in the humid night air. Kohl-lined green eyes sparkling from the freshly harvested herb in her blood and silent laughter at something Bodhi says to Cinta. Han and Chewie arguing about a failed hustle in the first bar of the night, Shara singing some song she's got stuck in her head at the top of lungs in the middle of the road, the world softening at the edges of his vision, lights dimming and time slowing, and Jyn ripping the joint from his lips and offering it to Bix, and falling behind their friends for a few minutes about two blocks down from the club to make out against a darkened wall-
He blinks back to the present as Jyn kisses the skin of his collarbone where it peeks out of his jacket. She drapes her arms over his shoulders; his hands grip her waist. She pulls away from him to meet his eyes. She's got glitter on her cheekbones and lashes, her hair is damp and curling. There's a flush growing over her skin like a sunrise, the glow of a hot night, pulsing lasers lighting her up in the dark, smoky air.
His mind takes a holopic. Shutter, snap.
This past year has looked good on both of them. Jyn wears peacetime beautifully - not without anxiety, not without grief or pain, but with hope. A little softer in her face, she's not always the best sleeper but neither is he. They sleep better these days.
His rebellion now is accepting joy with a sure hand.
The electric wail of the guitar trembles along his half-metal spine.
What a gift to just be himself again, just Cassian Andor - some guy in a club with his pretty girlfriend pressed close to him, caught up in the sea of other bodies like they've not spent years and years pretending to be anyone else. Both of them desperately hiding behind aliases and alibis. Fighting a war they shouldn't have survived, knee deep in the mud, running from everyone they've had to leave behind, their pasts, their shadows, their losses and now-
Now they get stoned and go out with their friends on some nights. Now he takes the time to properly cook for her and she rolls their joints with the shrub she's been growing in their cabin, the little growth-light hovering over it during the dayshift, and they talk about the weather when they're planetside and watch smashball over caf and have sex with the radio on in their ship's cabin and have friends with couches to sleep on. Planets to explore, cities and rainforests.
They have proper identichips and scandocs with their real names (although they've still got their fakes, just in case). They have a ship and a cat, they have community across the stars.
Sometimes they talk about the future. What they want out of it and what it can provide for them. Separately and together. The work that he still needs to do, work he'll do better with her by his side.
Six years ago he would have never believed he would outlive the Empire, or have a family again, and fuck he's high.
“Happy birthday,” Jyn says. “I'm glad you were born.”
Cassian leans in for a kiss, sighs when he feels her fingers comb through his beard.
“What are you thinking about?” she asks.
He smiles. “That this shit's stronger than I remember.”
“Maybe you just can't keep up anymore, Andor.”
“With you?” He squeezes her waist and pulls her back to his lips. “I think I manage alright.”
“Hmm.” Her eyes are still shut. “Actually I could probably cool down too.”
“I'm saying I can keep up with you,” Cassian mumbles into her cheek, his own eyes drifting shut. He can't stay away, has to engage the rest of his senses to handle her. “I'll keep up with you.”
Jyn makes an amused noise and snuggles into the hollow of his neck. He swallows as her fingers trace up and down the curvature of that half-metal spine. "D'you still want to get married?" His eyes pop open.
"I mean, I-yeah." Cassian huffs. "I'd love to marry you."
"And kids? You still want kids?"
He smiles. "Whatever you want, Jyn."
"Whatever I want," she repeats. "And if I say we're gonna go set up a farm on Lah'mu and raise like a dozen babies and maybe some goats or something?"
"Seems reasonable," he says with a straight face until she snorts. "We can always revisit this conversation later."
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Runoff Mechs Ships Tournament: Shipping Round 4.5
Two polls came to a tie this round, or within five votes of one! To be fair to all competing ships, I've decided to throw them all in this runoff. The top two ships will continue in the tournament, to face off against the clear winners of the other polls this round: the trio from HNOC and Polymechs and Lyf. Make your choice carefully.
Propaganda under cut
Propaganda:
Polymechs:
They're inseparable they hate each other they would die for each other they actively enjoy killing each other ect ect ect
Look they're immortal and stuck in a spaceship you don't think they've hit all possible combinations over the years and settled into a weird comfortable vibe you can only get if youve murdered, been murdered, and had sex with every one (maybe minus nastya) of your friends?
immortal space pirats.... cuddle piles, romantic... not romanticm... poly mechs <3
(Points to every album) there thats my propaganda. But in all seriousness they are a group of immortals with nothing to do but sing and love each other in their own fucked up ways <3
Chaotic little guys on a ship for a long time, the relationship web they got going on could rival the coven web
you cant tell me you would live with people for millions of years without it getting even a little gay.
Polygamy
when you spend millennia doing music and violence and shenanigans with the same 8 other people on a ship (and when the ship is technically another person), there's bound to be some group canoodling
i care them
they're everything to each other!!!
i refuse to pick
it’s polymechs!! what isn’t to love
Look at them.
how could you pick individual ships when they are so good together!! with the exception of nastya + jonny cos they are siblings your honour.
a lot of people have polymechs with her and aurora being monogamous but she canonically has queer orgies. on mechs tumblr account she describes herself as "The only one seemingly capable of a committed, responsible and fair relationship" so polymechs with all of relationships besides nastyaurora being on and off and everchanging is both the best polymechs and the most canon compliant polymechs to me
The idea that they're crewmates. You ask one of them what their relationship is with another and they say, "That's my crewmate". And then, maybe one of them meets someone on another ship, and they mention they don't have strong feelings about someone because, "they're only my crewmate" And they just cannot comprehend the idea of being crewmates with someone and not having strong feelings about them. They're immortal and half of them hate life, but even if that wasn't true, they'd die for any of the others a million times over. They've murdered billions of people on a whim, but even if that wasn't true, they'd murder anyone if it made one of their crewmate's lives a bit better. Remember how Tim blew up a moon for Bertie? He had only known Bertie for about 10 years. What would he do for people he had known for about 10 millennia? What would Ashes do for the people who would never betray them? What would Nastya do for the people who would always spend time with her and never die? What would Brian do for the people who would always forgive him for following his beliefs? What would Raphaella do for the people who are always willing to help her with her experiments? What would Ivy do for the people who'd always stay and tell their stories? What would the Toy Soldier do for the people who only ordered it to do what it wants to do and always lets it be involved? What would Jonny do for the people he could never permanently hurt? What would Marius do for his family? They all love each other more than anything, even if they don't have the words for it. (via @mchasmfiend)
Loki/Sigyn:
https://youtu.be/TdKCUmOa5Jw?si=Y3owraM96zp4kdrs and https://youtu.be/nxVjWJJmt9Q?si=76dQ6LBg00eldlUY
anti ship lesbians/sappics
Transgender lesbian anarchists.
spsaphics
Brian/Tim:
THEY ARE BOTH VERY PRETTY
gay people
#they played tsuru+spouse and hatter+hare (tags via @majorshatterandhare)
Hatter/Hare:
Gay homosexual gay Tim and Brian gay
(Posh tim voice) "Hello!"
alice.
#Mechs ships tournament#the mechs#the mechanisms#tournament poll#spumblr#drumbot brian#gunpowder tim#alice the mechanisms#loki tbi#sigyn tbi
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Having a baby with Michael would include...
Michael ~ would be so excited to be a dad
“Babe, look at this.” Michael said, drawing your attention to a car seat in the middle aisle and you smiled to yourself at how excited he looked.
“It’s the top rated car seat with safety features, it’s easy for new parents and it looks fucking cool.” He rattled off, and you rubbed your hand on his back and scratched lightly, “Like a fucking spaceship turned into a car seat.”
“Michael, that’s great and all but let’s keep looking. We still have under four months.” You said, and he chuckled as he turned to kiss your cheek. As he turned, his attention drifted to something else and he ducked past you to get to the strollers.
“Baby, what sort of stroller should we get? Should we plan ahead in case we want to have another?” He asked, and you laughed to yourself as he continued browsing throughout the aisle. You let him have his fun, knowing and being so grateful at how excited he was to be a father. You felt your phone ring in your bag and fished it out, looking at who was calling.
You took a step back as you answered,
“Hi, is this Mrs. Clifford?”
“Yes, this is her.” You answered, and Michael glanced at you but his gaze went back to the different baby items in front of him.
“I have the results of the gender test, do you want to know them now or would you want to wait? We can place it in an envelope -”
“No, now. Definitely now.” You cut her off. You didn’t mean to, but you were so excited. You pulled Michael’s sleeve closer to you and put the phone on speaker.
“Well Mrs. Clifford, I am excited to tell you that it’s a girl.” She stated, and your feet left the ground as Michael lifted you into the air.
“A fucking girl!” Michael yelled, and you laughed as you tried your best to continue the phone call, but the lady just laughed and ended the call. He spun you around once more, squeezing you tightly as he murmured in your ear, “I’m going to be a girl dad.”
Other pregnancy things would include -
Countless food runs
Lots of cute clothes/toys/items from his favorite movies/shows/animes
Singing to the baby
Lots of lazy days (he insists it’s important for you to rest)
Cozy vibes always. Big comfy blankets, cozy pajamas, cozy slippers
Movie marathons with snacks
Michael being so excited that as soon as you even found out you were pregnant, he was calling everyone in your lives
He'd plan everything
Him cooking for you
He'd figure out how to surprise you with a gift at every monument throughout your pregnancy
#sinning5sos#5sos#5sos smut#5sos imagines#michael clifford#5 seconds of summer#michael#dad!michael#Michael imagines#Michael blurbs#Michael Clifford blurbs#Mgc#5sos blurbs
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If Pryce and Cutter hate the youths so much, then why don't they move across the universe to get the marriage counseling they clearly need and stop making their BS everyone else's problem?
(Or my reaction to Episodes 59-60 of Wolf359).
I said I would have self control. I said I wouldn’t listen to or react to anymore Wolf359 this whole weekend. But guess what dear readers? As usual, I lied, to you and myself. Sadly, I am weak. Now, with my confession out of the way, let’s get into it!
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Episode 59: Crash and Burn
"Oh how fun. Come on kids, scream if you want to go faster." It's trippy that when I hear Pryce talk for a moment I'm like "Hera?" and then I realize. Also she and Cutter really do act like criticizing and mean disappointed parents.
"But just a small fire, and look it's out now!" good point Doug.
"This time you finally killed us" Congrats Doug!
"It's a fire on a spaceship, you shouldn't need explicit instruction to know it's a bad idea" "You don't know the first thing about commanding Douglas F. Eiffel" LET HIM KNOW DOUG!
"Cyborg De Vil" Eiffel really does have the best nicknames.
"I'm just a poor little old lady" Oh, I've met old ladies like you Pryce. Terribly entertaining, but awful all the same. Hated their own children too. At this point, I'm just waiting for your sad little backstory.
"Nobody says "thank you" anymore. Kids these days..." Pryce, maybe when you do something worthy of thanks, then you will be thanked.
"If it seems like I'm wrong, you don't have all the data" Well geez, I hope that pride doesn't kill you.
"Why are you asking us to read the values for you?" OH GET HER MINKOWSKI.
Okay, Pryce, in fairness to Doug, I think we've well established that most characters in this show are "metaphorically blind" in one way or another.
"Blinded by my own survival manual" it's fitting to be honest. The next edition? No, we don't need another edition Miranda.
"Well this should be easy!" Doug...Doug when is it ever easy?
Well gang, it looks like the gang's not getting out of this one this time. I will miss you all. Minkowski and Doug most of all. Kepler and Pryce less so.
Calling Pryce's husband is unfortunately the only plan. Let's see how he feels about wifey being in danger. This is either gonna go one of...potentially a few ways, and I'm very interested to see his reaction.
Will he leave her to die in space? Will he feel bad about that? Will he give up an advantage for her?
Wait. Is this Hera? Oh it's Marcus and Hera. I love the juxtaposition between Doug and Pryce and Marcus and Hera. I guess they both have a common interest. Nothing brings people together quite like it.
Oh gross Rachel's here too.
Skin alive whoever designed the flight's pod system? But this is so arbitrary...if all their enemies had been the ones to get blasted off, Cutter would give the man a promotion. For a guy who only promotes "the best" a lot of this is really just luck.
Wait. GUESTS???
Oh they got Lovelace and Jacobi. Oh dear. At least they can't kill or control Lovelace.
"I can't do much without her" I see. So she is the brain's behind Cutter's little happy murder business operation.
"Part of my signature look" Jacobi's sarcasm is growing on me the more he uses it against the right people.
"Pretty please with sugar on top" OH SO CUTTER DID HEAR JACOBI SAY THAT AND THREATEN TO SHOOT KEPLER. I think those were the exactly words he used too.
And speaking of that episode, we're back to singing about beer! 🍻Jacobi really is (formerly)evil Doug. 😂 They even sing the same song.
Is Pryce threatening to...EAT Doug? Well this is creepy.
Pryce, shut it. If you're so much of a grownup, stop acting like a pouty child.
Geez all Pryce knows how to do is complain. I guess Cutter is into that. For some weird reason. "Do I have to do everything around here." All you do is make trouble.
"You can't afford to take a chance on this" CALL HIM OUT JACOBI! I love his arc, I love his arc so much, it took way too long, but I'm so happy he's gotten here.
Oh dear. Is Jacobi in the right headspace for this? "Prettiest pumpkin princess at the ball?" Well good for Jacobi. Also very similar to the line Pryce gave to Hera. It's scary how much they sound and speak alike.
That is true. It might need to be a self-sacrifice mission. If Jacobi misses, Cutter kills him, and Eiffel and Minkowski don't survive. It's a tough situation, especially because we're not even sure how many lives are at stake here. But Jacobi, the whole point of self-sacrifice is that the people making the sacrifice agree to it, or there's literally no other way.
Yeah, Doug, Pryce is not gonna be reassuring. That's not in her generation's vocabulary.
Uh oh. Jacobi, I hope you know what you're doing.
Oh dear. Marcus seems testy.
And how much longer do we have with Rachel and Reimann? (Yes, I was corrected on the spelling).
"Just get it right this time Marcus" wow she is demanding.
Ah...there it is.
...or not...
...Jacobi?
...DUCK BOY?
Well they got them. But what happens now?
Oh great Marcus' slow clapping. And let me guess, he kills him anyway?
Business to catch up on? Pryce doesn't sound too happy.
And yeah Minkowski, hold her at gunpoint! (Though in my experience, people like her don't fear death, rather they complain it's not coming fast enough), but whatever gives you the upper hand.
Episode 60: Terms and Conditions
What's with the beeping?
"You are alright?" Strange that Rachel asks that. I guess she'd be the one to notice he's quiet.
Ah. The sunset. Very fitting.
Westerns. Cutter probably saw some of them down at the old timey picture show when he was a wee lad.
Yes, yes, "the bigger picture". But what if there is a bigger picture to even your story, Cutter? One that you're not in control over?
Cutter knows what's about to happen. He knows it's time to choose. Work wifey or scary evil plan? What's it gonna be old man?
"Who is it?" 😂 I love Doug. I love him so much.
"We could have a cup of tea" oh gosh Cutter really is every old person stereotype.
"Reflect on the working conditions. Are you fostering a supportive company culture? One that values the contributions of its employees?" Doug is the best. Doug is the best.
"If you ever want to see your worst half ever again" 👏 Tell him. TELL HIM.
So now Cutter has to a choice. He can go Legend of Korra and kick Pryce to the curb, or he can drop his tragic backstory and try to come to an understanding.
"Can you guarantee the safe recover of Dr. Pryce?" "96%" Hm. Cutter doesn't seem happy with those numbers.
Special Projects? "Similar to you while still not you. You will see what you miss and say what you don't want to" interesting. So that's why Cutter keeps Rachel around.
"How possible would it be to complete the mission without Dr. Pryce?"
DANNGGGGGGG... Rachel asking the real questions.
"I don't know what your partnership with Dr. Pryce means" Interesting...so Cutter kept that even closer to his chest.
"Before I decide, I want the information" Cutter is unraveling.
See this is why you shouldn't talk when Cutter can hear them.
"Handle this personally?" Did he just crack his knuckles? Is he going to try to fight them? 😂
Neat idea? Is Cutter gonna make his own radio show?
Kepler and Lovelace are speaking for them? This is weird. And unnecessary unless some other mischief is a foot.
CUTTER IS MAKING HER DO THE "MM-HM" 😂😂😂
Kepler reading out Eiffel's words too 😂
Cutter's promises are stupid. And taking the collar off Hera doesn't mean that Pryce can't do something else terrible.
"Those are big promises" That's basic human decency.
"That's one thing. I'm giving you three. What else?"
Kepler and Pryce are two people. I love how it clearly shows Cutter views Kepler, who he's having Lovelace talk to, a disposable.
"You wouldn't lift a finger to help anyone if you didn't need them for something." CALL HIM OUT. CALL HIM OUT. 👏👏👏
"With all due respect to you Warren, that Dr. Pryce's return is worth two of your demands" wow, Cutter just went there didn't he?
"We won't annoy you" "I'm not sure you can promise that" "First off this is...this is your boy, Douggie Fresh at the mic" 😂 I knew it was Doug when he said the "won't annoy you" thing, but having him use Kepler like this is amazing. "Gumming up the works" I love Eiffel. I love his whole speech.
Is Cutter making her slow clap? Cutter and Eiffel really are a theatrical duo.
Reject your terms? Taking advantage of you guys? You should be asking for way more. That's very true. They should ask for way more. They really should. But um...what is Cutter doing???
Ugh. It's like Cutter is still trying to teach them a lesson. Like an evil twisted mentorship figure.
I have a bad feeling about it too.
"You two crazy kids still there?" Shut up Cutter (no offense Isabel).
Cutter is gonna destroy the sol when it leaves. He has a plan to do so.
"No catch" THERE IS ALWAYS A CATCH.
"Talk to us baby" Aw, I'm so happy Hera loves it. 💕🥰
"Tell us who you are and what you're doing up here?"
YES! THE TRUTH AT LAST.
Ah, Doug has figured it out. Cutter is just ecstatic.
"Super old, look like you're 28, no need to sleep or eat, know everything, obsessed with aliens..." Oh Doug thinks they are aliens.
Not a bad theory Doug, but I feel like you're not correct.
I feel like they're about to say something like "no silly Doug. We're not aliens. Don't be an idiot. That would be over the top and ridiculous. We're obviously cyborgs from the past and future who have travels here to enslave all of humanity and rewrite the course of human history. Which is SO much more reasonable."
Also given that Lovelace WAS an alien, it's not that crazy of a guess. They're being a little unfairly mean to him right now.
Modified???? Wait, no, no deal, what does modified mean? Explain that first please, explain it now.
Send Kepler first. Cutter doesn't care about him.
"You want to stay with us" "No Boy" oh dear. Looks like they're in the middle of a little marriage spat. "You'll never be rid of me 214" I knew it, Pryce has a thing for keeping Hera under control.
Yeah, what did Jacobi do? Hopefully that alien blood works quick.
OH WHAT IS THE TEA THE BOOMERS ARE FIGHTINGGGGG!!!!
"Better to be lucky than good" something tells me you won't be for long, Miranda.
Rachel is going with them? Um. It doesn't sound like either of them like that. "Fill you in on the details" that's obviously code for something. I don't like how fast Rachel agreed to that.
Oh dear. Trouble in paradise it would seem. Worried about wifey, Marcus? "Be quiet. I was worried." "For me?" "I was." "You're not immortal" "yet" "of course, I was worried for you."
"Your only task is to back my play" wow. They really ARE a toxic married couple from the early 1900s. I guess Cutter couldn't stand the thought of losing his precious cold detached mean evil science early 1900's house/work wife.
"Friends?" "Partners." Hm.
This relationship fascinates me. Miranda shows him hardly any respect or gratitude. Yet Cutter seems to care about her in a...weirdly toxic way. Though I do wonder if Miranda feels the same.
Very true something has to be wrong here. Cutter wouldn't let them leave unless...
Wait. Unless it was irrelevant to his plans. Unless them getting back to Earth didn't matter.
"That's not why you're not gonna leave" ...um Rachel. What are you talking about? Please fill us in on the plan.
Oh Kepler's here too.
THE END OF THE WORLD?????
Wait...oh my gosh...
So...there will be no Earth to return to? And all the people on it?
ARE PRYCE AND CUTTER TRYING TO MAKE A DEAL WITH THE ALIENS???
Well I did say in a private discord chat that it was odd that they mentioned Minkowski’s husband and Doug’s daughter only to never bring up threatening their lives again. I guess they really saved that one in their back pockets for the grand finale.
Kepler, how much longer are you going to go along with this? If they destroy the Earth, everything on it goes too, including your beloved Whiskey.
Rachel, idk how much longer you think Cutter is gonna keep you around, but he clearly only cares about his evil science arm candy, and that's not you or Reimann. He'll toss you both under the bus when he's done.
Cutter, wifey seems a bit unstable, and Pryce, your man seems to not be valuing you as an equal, and as much as I dislike you, I'm still not cool with that on principle. Perhaps the two of you ought to see to some marriage counseling, somewhere...oh I don't know...far far far far far away on the other side of the universe? Where you two can finally stop having to deal with those pesky youths you claim to hate so much?
Well at least the thing about Cutter naming the AI and putting on a charming appearance and Pryce hating it and acting so cold towards them makes so much sense now. Cutter wants to play house. House where he casts himself in the role of a toxic, stereotypical, controlling, abusive, and terrible father, with a flimsy "I care so deeply" facade and horrible taste in women, but house all the same. I guess it makes sense given when he was born. Pryce views the AI and their employees as things, Cutter views them as their children or rather their "creations" but at the end of the day, their views amount to the same thing: tools from which they demand unquestioning obedience that they can cast aside if and when they chose to do so. Absolutely disgusting.
Wait. 2 hours?
THE LAST EPISODE IS TWO FULL HOURS.
And Volte Face is one hour. But then...when will I have the time to...
oh boy. Stay tuned everyone. Hopefully I'll get my answers soon. Thanks for reading!
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Stereo Hearts - We Built This City' Verse
Loki shuddered in irritation. Things were progressing on the overall plan but the rogue Time Agents still needed help, specifically they needed raw muscle. Mobius had made a suggestion, a good one in fact, but Loki was unhappy with it. “I can’t believe we are considering this.”
“She was damn useful on the last mission.” Mobius pointed out. Thora Odinson had been not merely useful, but the powerhouse behind that particular success. The fact that her presence had also annoyed Loki to no end was a bonus as far as Mobius was concerned.
“Yes but she was also–” Loki’s face screwed up in distaste. “Pining.” He spat out the word with great vitriol. “Obviously. Obnoxiously.”
It had gotten a little out of hand. “Maybe if we pull her from another part of the timeline,” Mobius suggested.
Loki lit up. “Excellent idea.” He clapped his hands together, pleased. “Perhaps after some distance from those blasted Guardians, she’d be more tolerable.”
Considering how Loki had whined to Mobius about his own long-lost Sylvie, Mobius thought the trickster god was being a bit hypocritical. Still— “Here’s a good spot,” Mobius said, looking over his Tempad. “It’s a few years later.”
Now fully on board with the idea, Loki’s eyes glittered. “Do it.”
Once again, they teleported onto a spaceship, but this one was considerably larger and of a different make then the one they’d been on before. “Good,” Loki muttered, “perhaps she’s taken up with new companions.”
Then they heard the music. It wasn’t nearly as old as that dreaded Pina Colada song, but it still made them pause. It was entirely possible that Thora was traveling with others who liked Earth’s music, but it was doubtful.
“Where’s it coming from?” Mobius whispered.
Cautiously, they made their way down the hallway, ready for anything. Except for perhaps that.
Up on a repair catwalk where two figures, one was partially buried in a vent, her fluffy tail peeking out and the other was Captain Brandy Quill. Considering her state of dress, she had not been expecting company. She was in a tank top and shorts, work gloves in place as they worked in tandem on a repair. Every once and while she’d exaggerate a hip swing or a movement to dance along.
Over the music Loki and Mobius could hear Rocket and Quill singing. Judging from how they split up the duet, it was clear they had some practice.
“Appreciate every mixtape your friends make. You never know, we come and go like on the interstate.” Rocket’s voice was less than musically inclined, but it was earnest, carrying through the ship.
Loki and Mobius lurked, not certain if they should draw attention to themselves or should sneak away without interrupting. If they were careful enough, maybe they could avoid the wrath of the Captain entirely.
It was then that the song shifted to the bridge. Quill elected to stop her repair to tug on the mechanic’s creeper to get Rocket out of the vent, only to belt more of the song at her.
“I only pray you never leave me behind—”
Rocket snickered under her breath. “You always get so dramatic at this part.”
Quill was using her spanner as a microphone now. “Because good music can be so hard to find.”
Rocket grinned. “I should be filming. Thunder Head would love this.”
“I take your hand, hold it closer to mine.” Quill was eating this up, chewing up the song and spitting it back out again with sheer unadulterated joy. She tilted her head back, letting the spirit and lyrics pour out of her.
“Thought love was dead, but now you're changing my mind!”
“Okay,” Loki admitted to Mobius. “She’s actually pretty good.” Then he ducked as the spanner nearly collided with his head.
Mobius jumped at the sound. “Oh my god.”
The music cut off. Quill stared down at them with righteous anger. “Don’t you dicks ever call?”
“Captain,” Loki tried to put on his most obsequious charm. “Pardon the intrusion but this is only the second—”
“Fourth.” Quill held up four fingers. “Four times you flarking jerks have done this.”
“We’ve only been here twice,” Mobius said. “I think I’d remember the other two.”
Rocket and Quill shared a disgusted look. “Time travelers,” Rocket complained. “At least it’s not in the middle of dinner this time.”
“Or when Tetrina’s trying to take a nap.” Once again, the best friends shared a look, but this time one of a remembered agony.
Things were getting off track. Loki attempted to regain control. “We’re here for—”
“We know.” Quill pressed a button on her com-unit. “Thora, your not-brother’s here again. Collect him before we throw him out of the airlock for real this time.”
“Always with the airlock,” Mobius muttered.
Quill wasn’t having it. “Stop showing up unannounced and it won’t be a problem.”
Less than a minute later, Thora barged into the room, already outfitted in her armor, her ax at the ready. “Where are we going today?” Thora asked, beaming.
“You seem awfully eager,” Mobius said.
“This is our fourth quest together,” Thora said. “Why shouldn’t I be?”
Out of the corner of his eye, Loki could spot Quill making a “I told you” gesture.
It seemed that his partnership with this variant of his brother would continue into the future. Someway, somehow, Loki wouldn’t drive her away. Loki found the thought more comforting than he would care to admit.
“This shouldn’t be nearly so perilous as before,” Loki told her. “But we need your strength regardless.”
“Excellent.” Thora was more than up for the challenge.
“Don’t bring her back full of holes this time,” Quill shouted down at them.
“No promises,” Mobius said, dialing up the Tempad. The Time Agents and Thor stepped through the portal, dodging any verbal barbs that Quill had left to throw at them.
As the portal closed, Thora said with a wide grin, "She's my girlfriend now."
Loki pinched the bridge of his nose. It had begun.
My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every no-ote
Make me your radio
And turn me up when you feel low
This melody was meant for you
Just sing along to my stereo
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WRITEBLR INTRO
🌟🌟⭐Hey, Everybody. My name is Kay Gilbert (Blue Kyber), and welcome to my official Writeblr intro! ⭐🌟🌟
It's about time I did one of these.
🌟⭐ ⭐🌟
My official pen name is "Kay Gilbert." You'll find my original works on Wattpad under this name.
🌟 My dad is the reason why I got into sci-fi and fantasy when I was a very little girl. He's always encouraged my creativity. "Out There: The 1K" is dedicated to him.
I go by she/her.
I'm a millennial
I'm demi-heteroromantic-ace. Sex is great and all, but have you tried going off-the-wall bonkers at a trampoline park???
I have ADHD and high functioning autism. I was recently diagnosed in mid Sept. 2022. It's nice to finally know why my life has been so hard, and why I always thought I was a broken human, and "wrong."
📕 I've had a novel published in 2011: "Itara: Son of C'reseth." - a sword and sorcery story. I consider it my biggest accomplishment while simultaneously my biggest failure.
🎙 I'm an audiobook narrator.
I have a spiritual side, yet keep myself based in science.
🎬 I've worked on movie sets and been in a couple of films. I have a music theater background.
I got to meet Carrie Fisher - who was absolutely a pillar of confidence. Princess Leia was the first strong female role model I had.
🌟THINGS I LIKE🌟
STAR WARS. I am an unapologetic nerd who has crushes on both Luke Skywalker and Han Solo.
I love space! :) 👽 Sci-fi and fantasy are in my blood. If given the chance to go to space, to see home from orbit, I'd take it in a heartbeat. In my next life, I want to be a pilot and explore the galaxy. 🌌
🎙 I love to sing. :)
I like to roller skate
I like shiny rocks. :)
I prefer pie over cake🥧
I'm a cat person😸
I like coffee ☕
Can't stand cilantro
I love heights. 'Flying' is the superpower I've always wanted ✈
I put the toilet paper roll over (under is for monsters) 🧻 Even the emoji shows it over!
Tacos are a gift from God. 🌮
🌟My favorite tropes are:🌟
found family
powers
profound bond
chosen one
last of their kind
kind-hearted himbo
reluctant hero/rogue who hates that they have a heart of gold
space jalopy that's a homeship with a soul
the power of platonic love
slow burn.
🌟⭐MY MAIN WORK. ⭐🌟
"Out There: The 1K." is a sci-fi fantasy adventure novel containing all the aforementioned tropes and more. :)
These are the four MCs - (top left to bottom right) Yune Darrak, Selka Kelnaris, Terra Kitridge, and William Kade.
Here's a Link to "Out There: The 1K" on Deviantart under AuthorKayGilbert.
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I accepted a challenge to describe my story in the worst way possible, and came up with this:
It's about a reluctant disaster space found family running from people out to throw two Terran-human ten-year-olds with powers from an extinct human species at their collective galactic problem.
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🌟⭐🌟SYNOPSIS🌟⭐🌟
One thousand children prophesied to save a galaxy embroiled in war are taken from Earth at the turn of the 21st century. The children are scattered throughout Alliance worlds to hide them from the terrifying, unseen antagonistic force that would destroy them, the keth.
This story follows the frightening and fantastical adventures of two of those children - Will and Terra - who are genetically altered to possess a strange power for a plan to end the war.
Yune Darrak - a lone spaceship pilot who ekes out a living as a salvager, bounty hunter, and treasure hunter, and Selka Kelnaris - a disillusioned, empathic, Ai Hiri bounty hunter - accidentally rescue them from a Regent secret lab while on a bounty hunt. They travel to a remote agrarian planet where Yune will hand the kids over to Selka once he gets her ship back from the planet's leader, so he can get his life back. A simple plan spirals into a deep, confusing mess involving a mysterious blue light known as the Source Field, a political coup, and more questions about the kids and Yune himself as all four are inadvertently caught up in the middle of a battle they never wanted to fight.
#writeblr intro#blue kyber#kay gilbert#I finally made one of these.#Doing this is a testament that the ADHD meds are working.#out there the 1k#ott1k#original writing#sci-fi#fantasy#found family#mysterious powers#profound bond#space nerds
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Interstellar Holidays (Prologue)
Interstellar travel had been established recently – numerous organizational problems had arisen, chiefly the difference in size between the local and the visiting species. Once the details were all, or mostly, sorted out, and the plans divulged, it turned out that some clients were actually interested. They still wanted to visit the tiny worlds.
Among them was Emma. When the university student heard about the possibility of a holiday in a faraway galaxy, she thought it sounded exotic, extravagant, and unique. In other words, something that would have looked pretty cool on her social media profiles.
Luckily she was wealthy enough to afford these kinds of exclusive trips; or rather her family was.
She was a lover of all things cute, small, and girly, so when she learned that some of the destinations were inhabited by minuscule species, hundreds of times smaller than her own, she immediately squealed and excitedly messaged one of her best friends.
"Are you in?" she asked Zoey, sending her a link to the planet's description.
The girl immediately agreed–she was the artistic type and she was thrilled with the prospect of shooting plenty of photographs of the alien landscapes and visiting the local art museums.
“Visiting the art museums?” Emma wrote back. “Zoe-are you sure you really checked the page I sent you?” she wrote, along with a line of laughing emojis as she hoped that her friend wouldn’t change her mind once she learned the truth.
Zoey loudly sighed once she realized what Emma meant.
“You and your love of tiny things. Why don’t you just get a bottle of shrinking powder and a subservient boyfriend like every other girl?”
“This is clearly different!” wrote Emma. But in the end, it wasn’t hard to convince Zoey. The prospect of checking out a smaller planet’s landscape was possibly even more interesting to her mind.
*
The girls’s ship approached the planet, appearing in the sky uninvited.
Confusion spread across the cities and villages as the inhabitants of that particular region of the planet saw the huge grey spaceship approaching and filling up the sky. It was large enough that its shadow could cover entire cities, and it was only getting closer.
Inside the spaceship two girls were sitting in the lounge, singing along to the lyrics of a popular hit. The trip had been comfortable for them, as the ship was furnished with a kitchen, bedrooms and boarded an experienced staff of cooks, maids, and engineers.
"Look!" Emma excitedly said as she pointed at the travel status screen. “It says we’ve arrived.”
“About time,” said Zoey. “So where do we go first?”
“I’m feeling up for a swim,” Emma said. “Get your bikini ready!”
The girl set the auto-pilot to land near a popular tourist destination.
Once they arrived, at the push of a button, a staircase was lowered over the sea and people from the nearby towns watched in astonishment. A bikini-clad girl in her late teenage years or early twenties began to descend the steps until her flip-flop-clad feet cautiously descended into the water.
The scene was both awe-inspiring and chilling, and it felt like it came out of a science fiction movie, only it obviously wasn’t. The size of the gigantic girl was immediately obvious when her lower body compared to an unfortunate fishing boat sailing nearby, appearing no longer than an inch long and being sank immediately off the water displacement, with the culprit apparently unaware.
“How’s the water?” asked Zoey from the top of the staircase.
“Nice, but kinda shallow!” Emma complained. She was too close to the shoreline, and the water that was hundreds of feet deep to the inhabitants of the planet only reached to her knees.
The girl turned and took some steps towards the ocean, taking pleasure in bathing in the cool, beautiful sea and bending down so she could splash her upper body with fresh water.
Zoey went down the steps, fascinated with what she had seen of the little planet. She had just changed to her bikini and didn’t feel as confident as Emma did about her looks. Although she was undoubtedly pretty, with her blue eyes and dyed red hair, she lacked the explosive curves that her friend proudly paraded, and felt her rather skinny body paled in comparison to Emma’s.
She was feeling somewhat nervous at the thought of thousands of people looking at them, and them easily turning into their center of attention, but at least, she figured, Emma would’ve surely tried to steal the show and take their attention away from her.
“So, what do you think?” Emma asked as her friend joined her in the shallow seawater.
“This is nice!” Zoey said as she looked around with curiosity and awe. Looking at the tiny landscape from her height provided a magnificent vantage point that permitted her to scan the nearby region with a bird's eye view. In the near distance, she had spotted some populated areas and a couple coastal villages, which immediately caught her attention.
“Look,” she pointed. “There’s a town there. Shouldn’t we take a closer look?”
“I was hoping you would say that!” Emma waded in the water, approaching the shore and scaring the beachgoers, who started running away as they saw the mountain-sized girls getting closer.
"Woo! Sorry!" she said as her steps caused waves that washed away an entire beach and sank several minuscule, half an inch-long, boats.
In the not-so-far distance, she saw a mosaic of colorful dots–buildings facing the sea, standing on the hills that the girls were facing as they approached the land.
"Look at this cute village," she giggled. "Its houses are so teeny!"
The people in the village astonishedly stared at the couple of giants coming their way. Those who were closer to the coast ran away as best as they could but for many of them it wasn’t enough – they were caught in the huge waves caused by the girls’s footsteps.
Emma sat in the water with her knees and even that way her height was enough to be able to tower over most of the village. The colorful houses adorned the green cliffs, making for what the girls considered a very pretty sight. On the other hand, anyone who had a view of the maritime scene had a clear view of the giant girl looking in their direction as if spying on an anthill.
The blonde giggled and brought her thumb and index onto one of the buildings, trying to pluck it up from the ground. "Oops." The tiny house crumbled as soon as she increased the pressure to lift it.
"You just destroyed it," pointed out Zoey, saddened at the sight of the pretty reddish building collapsing into a smidge of rubble.
"Sheesh, I tried being gentle."
"They're not plastic toys, you know."
"But, just look,” Emma gesticulated towards the scenery. “Isn't it adorable?"
"Yeah," admitted Zoey, who was standing up straight and casting her enormous shadow over the tiny land. The girl took a photo of the village with her expensive camera. "The architecture is really unique," she observed as she bent down to take a better look, her long red locks brushing off the ground and her necklace bulldozing the walls of an unfortunate building.
“Look!” she exclaimed excitedly. “I think I can see the people!”
“Where?” asked Emma, brimming with curiosity. “Oh!” She had seen them, crowding a very tiny street made of stone, apparently very busy and moving frantically from one end to the other. “They look like bugs!”
“Yeah, but look! They’re running on two legs,” Zoey said. She was feeling silly at her previous nervousness. It was simply impossible to feel nervous once she had seen how small and insignificant the local population was compared to them.
“Are they running away from us?”
Zoey giggled. “They must be really scared.”
Both girls seemed amused. The scene was endearing and yet chilling-the perfect little street, filled with bars, outside tables, little shops, cars, benches… and then the little bug-like people running away and possibly screaming (not that they could hear them) in terror from them, the gigantic aliens looking at them from above.
“I’m offended!” Emma said, as she pouted and crossed her arms. “I’ve never seen people running away from me–it’s usually the other way around!”
She rose to her full height - by standing up, she wanted to make sure everyone could have a good look at her body–her statuesque curves, her plentiful breasts, her wide hips.
“If they’re anything like the guys on our planet, I’m sure they love the way you look,” Zoey giggled. “They’re just prioritizing, you know, their lives.”
Emma shrugged. “I’ll need to find a way to get to them!” Well then, how about you take my picture?”
Zoey nodded. Emma went and posed, adjusting her posture as she rested her hand on the surface of a cliff. As she shifted her weight onto the little hill, however, a landfall began, with several rocks falling down from the cliff and a larger portion of land starting being displaced and beginning its fall.
As a result, the huge blonde lost her balance and tripped into the tiny village, her hands immediately trying to catch something to hold on and ending up inadvertently smashing a luxury hotel and one of the most central town squares.
The blonde had at least managed to avoid hitting her face, but her heavy breasts had collided with the middle of a busy part of town, turning several streets and dozens of buildings from the picturesque village into unrecognizable rubble.
Zoey amusedly took several pictures of Emma’s fall, giggling as she saw her friend regain her balance and brushing off the debris from the village off her hands and tits.
“See?” giggled Zoey. “They were right to be afraid of you.”
“I didn’t do it on purpose!” cried Emma. Her chest was particularly messy and dozens of little people had remained stuck to her wet tits and bikini top in a disarray of muddy devastation.
“Well, you got what you wanted,” Zoey said, as she splashed some water on Emma to help her clean off the debris off her body. “All the tiny people were drawn to you.”
Full story:
https://books2read.com/u/mKXL8B
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CSF844Y5
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tagged by @soleadita im kissing u on the cheek like a mob boss
top 15 tv shows in no particular order !!
911 on abc (found family. whump. angst. absolute batshit insane shenanigans. jennifer love hewitt and angela bassett. ryan guzman getting blood all over him on multiple occasions. what's not to love)
gen:LOCK (season 1 only) (there is no season 2 in ba sing se) (found family and robots and cool animation and cool music and found family and coolest fucking dichotomy between hero and villain and and and)
rwby (the WORLDBUILDING. the WRITING. the CHARACTERS. the WEAPONS. GENUINELY IT GOES SOOO SO SO CRAZY.)
the bear (im not done with it yet and lack of actual real bears ASIDE. this show is so so beautiful and masterfully done. im literally obsessed)
supernatural (UNFORTUNATELY some of the episodes do kinda go hard.)
daredevil (the CINEMATOGRAPHY the DEPRESSED BLOODIED CATHOLIC BOY the INSANE WOMEN the JOHN PAESANO SOUNDTRACK truly this show is unmatched)
zoo netflix. (is it GOOD? no. but it is very fun and involves found family living on a plane solving mysteries and trying to stop the apocalypse so truly. does it even NEED to be good)
agents of shield (again i havent finished it but ouhghgoughhghh......found family.....whump.....literally this show was GAME CHANGING for me. i would not be the whump enjoyer i am today if it weren't for the scene where daisy gets shot point blank and lovingly lowered to the ground by the man who shot her. truly. also huge fan of the asian american female lead who is a complex multifaceted character. love her.)
dc's legends of tomorrow (THEEE goofysilly funtimes show of the century. queer found family superheroes who live on a time traveling spaceship and try to protect the timestream from anomalies. they are very, very bad at their job. a zombie apocalypse breaks out in the middle of the american civil war. a giant fluffy teddy bear named beebo fistfights an ancient time demon. they have to save college student barack obama from gorilla grodd. a unicorn bites one of the character's nipples off. truly the most show ever. perhaps of all time.)
kingdom (netflix) (kdrama) (GENUINELY the best zombie media i have ever seen in my life. barring train to busan maybe. the costume design is gorgeous and the camerawork is gorgeous and the characters are complex and multifaceted and the zombies are fascinating and the entire thing is a commentary on class and poverty. and it's set in medieval korea so they have to fight zombies with SWORDS)
carmen sandiego (fun characters. u learn lots of cool things about lots of cool places. found family. heists. nonexistent romance subplots so it's a HUGE win for the aros. stupid little french detective who wears a banana suit onscreen. et cetera.)
leverage (LITERALLY THE SHOW OF ALL TIME. anti capitalist. found family. heists. the government is a corrupt system that only serves the people in power. christian kane beating people up. multifaceted characters. autistic character that's actually like. presented respectfully. and realistically. alec hardison. insane people.)
avatar the last airbender/legend of korra (they KINDA WENT OFF WITH BENDING.)
arcane (the animation......the tragic sisters.......the music.....)
green lantern the animated series (the animation kinda sucks unfortuantely. however. HOWEVER. it has my boy of all time. with the character arc of all time. and learning how rage and vengeance are harmful to everyone including yourself. and how grief and rage go hand in hand and the only way to heal from it is hope. and and and and and)
leo already tagged the gc so im gonna tag @frigidboy and anyone else who wants to do it :]
#i forget every single url i have ever interacted with as soon as i get tagged in these so im SORRY <////////3#winter speaks#tag games#watch my shows boy
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Maybe I just don't like Zack Snyder movies?
So I'm pretty far into Rebel Moon, and, at the moment, it has failed to really wow me with anything it has to offer.
Is it just me? Am I the problem here?
It's not like I wasn't giving this movie a chance–I was very excited to see a film he had complete and total creative control over... that wasn't Army of the Dead.
I understand that Zack Snyder movies have a lot of themes and metatextual messages. I know this mainly because he very openly talks about it, like a comedian explaining a joke when the audience remains silent after the punchline. And if that fails, he has a veritable army of people–most of whom I'm fairly certain are not astroturf accounts–who will sing from the highest rooftops that yes, indeed, this thing means a thing.
How clever.
This is an issue that I've been noticing with every single one of his movies post 300; they're all saying something meaningful, but in a way that makes it totally meaningless.
300 was a lot like that (to the point that people as still debating whether it can be interpreted as propaganda or not), but it had this raw, over-the-top machismo that gave it a crucial campy edge that made it seem like it was more self-aware than it probably was intended to be.
Pretty much every movie after that–this one included–is trying so hard to be multi-layered that it handicaps itself, turning everything into thematic white noise.
To it's credit, this film does have a surface-level story–The Seven Samurai with the cast of Star Wars–but it's completely smothered under the weight of the subtext. Can this even be called subtext? Having a long horizontal spaceship come out of wormhole in the shape of a vagina doesn't exactly scream "subtle" to me. Maybe we should make up a new term for this–what's the opposite of subtext that isn't just text? Astrotext? Supertext?
I know that Netflix has dreams of this becoming a lucrative franchise, and to that I say three things: "Good. Fucking. Luck."
It's not awful, it's just... not very interesting. There are these flash-in-the-pan moments that work and seriously threaten keep my attention, but they don't gel together into anything that keeps the crucial flow going.
And every character expressing themselves in these awkward, lengthy exposition-dumps also doesn't help. Maybe it's trying to keep within the style of Akira Kurosawa–I wouldn't know, I've never seen The Seven Samurai, and I most likely never will.
Rebel Moon, like most of Snyder's filmography–is either going to really fucking speak to you, or completely leave you cold; it'll all depend on whether you personally relate to the characters or world he's building like an over-excited dungeon master who spent 4 whole days hyper-focusing on this project and just wants one person to say they liked it to make it seem like all the effort was worth it.
"Bitch, we're here to fucking role-play! Not be your fantasy sounding-board!"
The movie didn't start out well for me either. We get a lengthy backstory narrated by Sir Anthony Hopkins (who seems to be willing to be in any movie, these days), and then it shifts to a woman plowing a field with an alien horse before having to dig a large rock out of the ground. And that was precisely the moment where the film lost me: I just couldn't believe that this girl would need to dig that rock out of clearly loose and freshly turned earth.
This is an an edited version, so maybe the director's cut is better. And on that subject I have to ask "did we learn nothing from Batman v Superman or Justice League?" You either let Zack Snyder make the movie exactly how he wants to make it or you get a shit movie. I mean you'd probably still get a shit movie, but at least it would have integrity.
Maybe this wouldn't be so bad if the film didn't have this subtle off-putting feeling of indulgence that permeates every single fucking frame. I understand you're making the movie you want to make, Mr. Snyder, but if this movie were to be even 1% more self-gratifying there would've been a 40-foot statue of your dick that pisses fire while Rock Me Like A Hurricane plays in the background and F-16s do barrel-rolls overhead.
Maybe 300 was just the one good movie he had in him? It happens. One day you're directing The Sixth Sense, next you're directing The Lady In Water.
According to a recent post in his safespace blog he's sworn off making movies for the "main stream," which is for the best, I suppose. The mainstream has not been particularly kind to him.
I'm certainly not wishing he'd stop making movies–you make all the weird films you possibly got in you, you mad bastard, but I think you're done surprising me.
And, in case you're wondering, no, I probably wouldn't say all of this to his face.
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i have been trying to find this everywhere - how Wilford would prepose. i just love his personality!! if that's okay, thank you :DD
How Wilford would propose? Hmm...
So Wilford is definitely a “greatest showman” type of person, and his first instinct is pulling you on one of his shows.
But, depending on the reader, he would wonder if putting them in front of an audience would be the best idea.
And he was Wilford Warfstache after all, so what wasn’t beyond his capability?
Whatever it was; it had to be spectacular and the best proposal of all time.
He had to bring out everything. Sparkles, glitter, puppies, kittens, rainbows, bringing you into the stars with a spaceship if he had to. Everything you love had to be there.
But maybe going over the top would be too much?
Either way, one day you wake up, and Wilford is nowhere to be found.
Instead, there’s a golden retriever sitting in your room, patiently waiting for you to approach it.
And as you do, it runs out of the room, making you chase after it. You chase it down all the way to something you very much recognise as one of Wilford’s favorite scenes; a disco.
Except that you notice the music isn’t just any disco music; it’s one of your favorite love songs.
And as the lyrics start, you notice that it’s Wilford singing.
The people in the disco step aside in a dance as you enter and walk up to the stage where you can’t help but smile when you see him.
He looks at you and smiles, too, pulling you up on stage, putting his arms around you, and slow-dancing with you. After a while, the song starts to fade out.
The room falls silent, the dancers all fall silent, and the lights go off except for a single spotlight on you and Wilford.
He starts a monologue about your first meeting, how much you mean to him, what he sees when he looks into your eyes and points out everything about you that he fell in love with.
Then he gets on one knee and asks the question.
When you say yes, he grins widely with tears sparking into his eyes.
Glitters and confetti in all types of colors fall down from the ceiling and rain onto the two of you as the most hype love song you know starts playing.
And you live happily ever after!
#wilford headcanons#wilford warfstache headcanon#wilford warfstache#y/n x wilford warfstache#markiplier#markiplier egos#markiplier reader inserts#markiplier fanfiction#the colonel#the colonel x reader#wilford warfstache fanfiction
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Scene I did my OCs in my AU, for their designs and anything, I thought it would be fair if each of the Mario Characters a redesign in my version. Some I design them will be the same but change it up a little bit.
Bio: Rosalina was born in the Mushroom Kingdom with her mother, she soon found a Luma and decide to travel in a spaceship to help a lost Luma find its parents, hiding the fact that she herself had lost her own mother. Now gain the powers of the galaxy, she made a promises that she would return in 100 years. Bowser invades the Cosmic Obserbatory, steals the Super and Grad Stars as he spreads it out the Galaxy. Peach invites Mario to the Star Festival but Bowser attacked the Kingdom, abducts Peach's Castle and Kamek sends Mario flying some where. Then Mario meets Princess Rosalina and teams up to get all the stars back and teach Bowser, Bowser Jr and The Empire a lesson. In the end, Mario stopped Bowser's Galaxy take over...twice.
Rosalina continues to keep watch, while Mario and His Friends are out fighting either the Koopa Empire or many other villains. It wasn’t that long till she meets Gill Koopa and 2 months later, Mara Mario, while on a mission. She was eventually captured by Bowser when making a attempt to use her powers for himself. She was later set free by the help of The Super Mario Siblings and their friends. Rosalina then continued watching over the galaxy and other activities if she was needed.
Appearance: He silver crown with Blue Gem Stars on, Black tank top covering her chest with a White Star blue dress with a star on, White gloves with stars on even though one big yellow star on and bare footed with a star bracelet on her right ankle.
Voice Actor: Nicole Oliver
Age: Centuries
Height: 7.5 ft
Weight: 105 ib
Personality: Wise, Mature, Motherly, Musical, Traveler, Mother Issues in Past and Kind woman
Favorite Foods: Star Bits, Space Fruits and Fruit Desserts
Family: Mother *Deceased*, Lumas *Adopted Children*
Allies: Princess Peach, Princess Daisy, Mario, Luigi, Mara, Amatory, Gill Koopa, *Sometimes: Wario and Waluigi*, The Toads, Toadette, Toad aka Captian Toad, Kong Clan, Some of Warios Squad and Yoshi.
Enemies: Bowser and the Koopa Empire, Bowser Jr, Kamek, Koopaling’s, King Boo and his Ghost Army, King Bob-mom, Petey Piranha Plant, King K Rool, Kremling army, Krusha and Klump
Likes: Her children, Having Some Girls Time, Helping Mario and friend on their quest, Playing the Viloin, Singing, Parties and Go Karts
Dislikes: Galaxy Out of Balance, Lumas killed, Being Attacked, Being Captured, Losing her temper and Over Wellmed of stress
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Are there any specific scenes you’re hoping they make in live action from part 2? I’m really hoping for scene from the gutair strings flashback where Joel kills that bloater to save Ellie. It’s such a badass moment. I kinda hate how they just brush it off afterwards tho
I'm trying not to get too excited about scenes, in case they don't make them live action, but there are definitely some I want to see!
firstly, I would LOVE to see joel and ellie have that conversation about dina. where joel looks over at ellie and says that dina would be lucky to have her? I just need to see pedro and bella act that out. it is a necessity.
I would also love to see the guitar scene flashback! I really hope they change it a little bit, though, because joel showed like no emotion when ellie almost got her head ripped off. I feel like joel should've had more emotion than that? sure, the estrangement had already started, but that's still your daughter. show something
also the birthday flashback! I would LOVE to see pedro and bella reenact that whole scene. with joel having to wear a cowboy hat, and ellie going around and putting hats on all the dinosaurs, and the spaceship D: the whole flashback needs to happen. it is, once again, a necessity.
the scene where ellie sings take on me to dina also needs to happen. some people missed it in the game, but I think it's just so important. and it should still be take on me, I think, cause they played it during the riley and ellie episode. and I know the creators knew what they were doing.
I'm sure there's more, but that's what I have off the top of my head :)
#i just have so many thoughts about this silly little franchise#i think if they just keep it mostly true to the game itll be fine#like i hope they add more scenes that add to joel and ellies relationship#and to abby and levs! i really hope they include more for them#i love the two of thems relationship#dont love abby but i dont hate her#every rewatch makes me like her more#but i dont know if theres any specific scenes i need for her?#like i do with joel and ellie#anyways#those are my thoughts :)#thank you for asking anon#the last of us#tlou#tlou2#tlou2 spoilers#ouchie revelation#rambling menace#menace answers
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always ready to roast any character because i roasted higgs for years so now i’m legally allowed to say “he would look so cute singing on top of a spaceship like he is sheryl nome from macross frontier and serving cunt like the world depended on the performance”
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“Funkin’ Around” - Outkast
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Woooooowwwww. Fucking love this track. I’m surprised it wasn’t released as part of OutKasts album “ATLiens” because it has that intergalactic sound to it. Thought it would of worked perfect on that album but instead it was released as a one of the three new tracks that was dropped on this best of Outkast compilation.
Only Outkast could come up with a masterpiece like this. I always say to people that I think hip hop has the most talented artists, out of all genres, because of the innovation that goes into it. First of all you have to appreciate all genres of music in order to find the sample, turn that sample into your own creative beat, using the samples instruments and favorite vocals. Then on top of that the rapper comes in and turns this remixed sample into a whole new genre.. Hip Hop.. I think this song is a fucking perfect example of this process. Just on this song you here Andre 3000 and Big Boi showcase southern hip hop, and ofcourse their own unique talents. The way they flow should be sounding patchy but they just make it sound so smooth. It’s that Southern twang.
To my knowledge, apparently Outkast would smoke excessive amounts of weed before hoppin in the studio. And you can kinda see how that effects their music. The chorus comes in so smooth, and Andre is in absolutely no rush to finish it. You’d think that after Andre does his chorus Big Boi would come in with his verse.. ah-ah. They just bring Sleepy Brown in there to sing a whole other one. Another fuckin smooth one actually, kinda disco like since he sings “bounce, rock, roller-skate” but it fits so well on top of this intergalactic typa disco hip hop beat. Yea That’s exactly how to describe it.
Outkast… Andre 3000… Big Boi… Organized Noize… perfectly executed
This is a really unique track because i feel like it is a medley of all the genres used to influence and produce this song. It also doesn’t focus on one more than another, it gives each section its own stage while still making the whole song flow so well. *the intro to this song is also sooooo sick* *listen with headphones*
Makes whatever your driving feel like a intercadillactic spaceship
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𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒.
What does your muse smell like?
Despite her love for scented wash gels covering it most of the time, Krigg does in fact have a natural smell, though it would require someone sticking their faces against personnal items, or the real deal, to even be able to pick up on it. Not something she’d let just anyone do. It’s very faint, but she has a rather flowery scent with sweet undertones, like honeysuckle and vanilla, with a faint tang of metal she never can seem to get rid of.
What do your muse’s hands feel like?
Without her usual gloves to protect the countless digital screens she uses on a daily basis, or to keep her hands from chafing against the grip of her guns, they’re... surprisingly rough little things. Krigg’s hands are calloused from years of gripping firearms and repairing tech, with short fingers that have hard pointed tips, something stuck between sharp claws and nails with soft pads. She’s got a strong grip that feels not too dissimilar to the claws from a bird of prey, but all the same can hold things carefully and gently, despite never quite losing that sharpness.
What does your muse usually eat in a day?
Krigg has... a lot of rations and MREs stocked in her pantry. Needless to say, that girl is not the greatest cook around, so most of her food is stuff pre-made for long journeys across space. Rehydrated rations are very common, and they tend to be fairly savory as far as food goes, though not necessarily the healthiest. To compensate, she uses a piece of technology that can flash-freeze (in time, usually) things like fruits and veggies that are usually eaten as is to avoid having to deal with long prep times, and to add some fresh vitamins. Starting a fire inside of a spaceship is not recommanded for many, many, MANY reasons, anyways. She tends to eat a couple of meals in a “day”, whenever hungry, and snack otherwise. Compared to a regular human, she tends to have something of a large appetite.
She’s also a bit of a sweets fiend. One of her favourite things to eat are flowers from her home planet, packed with rich, sweet nectar that can be eaten like gushers or have their nectar sipped, then be eaten.
Does your muse have a good singing voice?
Krigg has a looot of spare time aboard the Revenger. Picking up odd hobbies to pass the time is nothing unusual when not training, but she does have a fondness for music, so she has a fair bit of practice with karaoke. It’s nothing transcendant, but Krigg has a good set of pipes on her. Her singing voice is a bit shrill, but the energy of it is rather pleasing.
Does your muse have any bad habits or nervous ticks?
Krigg has a tendancy to completely throw herself into a project if properly motivated, to the point of putting on hold essentials like eating or sleeping until it is completed. Likewise, if she feels that there is an important task to be taken care of, she can be too nervous about it to properly think about sleeping until the outside world reminds her that she needs to do it. Krigg also has something of a... bad habit to not ask for help. If she’s sure she can’t handle a situation on her own with stakes in other people’s safety, then maybe she’ll go ahead and fish for help - but otherwise, if she feels a situation is her problem, it’s her problem. No one else has to deal with it.
Krigg tends not to sit very still normally, so nervous ticks are a given - tapping feet, flicking antennae and clacking teeth are frequent, though so is drumming her claws against a surface.
What does your muse usually look like / wear?
Krigg is a humanoid creature, with peridot green skin dotted with small patches of freckles, notably around her face. She’s a little under three feet, or 90 centimeters, including the long antennae on the top of her head that sweep backwards and whose thinner ends bend inwards in a star shape. Her face has no visible nose, though it does have small, flat hidden nostrils, a mouth filled with needlelike teeth, and two large, bright orange eyes with slightly faded star-shaped pupils surrounded by something that sort of resembles eyelashes. No ears to speak of, or hair, four fingers on each hand and three toes. She has four transparent wings that tend to fit against her back, only ever used when really needed, and hidden under clothes when not.
She has a lot of different outfits, but her timeless favourite is a large cap with bands decorated with a checkers pattern, and exactly two star-shaped pins on the left side, a white jacket with yellow accents worn over a striped shirt, and large pants with asymmetrical patterns. Oh, and boots, can’t forget that.
Is your muse affectionate? How much? How so?
Krigg can appear comfortable with people quite quickly in their relationship, but it actually takes a while for her to actually feel comfortable enough to show affection to them beyond just doing small things for them, bantering, of patting them on the back. She’s used to being a little guarded, cautious about revealing too much or being vulnerable, because the world isn’t gentle to small things that drop their guard. When she gets comfortable enough though, the touching gets cranked up to eleven. Marks of affection will include fussing with someone’s appearance, playing with their hair, climbing onto them and snuggling up to them. Krigg is... actually a huge cuddlebug.
What position does your muse sleep in?
Krigg likes to curl up on her side or sleep on her stomach to avoid putting unnecessary weight on her wings, most of the time, though the weight of a large blanket is always comforting. She has a tendancy to toss and turn in her sleep, and weird positions upon waking up are not uncommon.
Could you hear your muse in the hallway from another room?
At speaking volume, not necessarily intelligibly. Krigg’s voice is loud for her size, as it needs to be just slightly louder than that of other people for her to be properly heard, short person syndrome and all that. But not so debilitatingly loud that it echoes through walls. Raising that volume though is a simple matter and her voice WILL shrill into angry and very loud if need be.
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