because of how well it is made

  • Ladybug, picking at her suit material: Chat, do you ever wonder what our suits are made of?? Because they seem to just manifest from nothing... are they real world materials, or are they just. Magic???
  • Chat Noir, smiling slightly: Well I know what my suits made of.
  • Ladybug: Really, what?
  • Chat Noir, double pistols and a wink: Boyfriend material.
  • Paris: *can hear the loudest sigh echo through the night*

The past few days we’ve spent together before Taiwan have made me happier than I’ve ever been in life.

The week we’re spending together, courting each other before I come home and make you mine, have only made me fall for you more.

I don’t know what I did to deserve you…hahaha

but I’m so grateful…so grateful for you…because you saved my life and taught me how to love and truly be happy again

I want to love you right, treat you well, protect you the best I can and make you happy as you do for me.

I’m excited to finally reveal you to everyone when I return

I love you so much

Sick Tddk Headcanons: Izuku

Since my fever has broken i’ll be congratulating myself with more sick!headcanons, which are written just a tad bit more comprehensively since my brain isn’t hazy anymore.


  • he normally gets sick, on average, three times a year, usually in either the summer months or winter months
  • inko would normally take care of him, but shouto always shows up to help anyway
  • having a bf who’s capable of dictating temperatures is great when you’re freezing and overheating at the same time
  • after getting sick because of izuku the first time, shouto starts wearing medical masks and carries hand sanitizer everywhere he goes
  • izuku is actually glad shouto has taken so many precautions, because he’s well aware of how badly shouto handles fevers and colds
  • izuku has always been pretty tolerant with pain, so dealing with fevers doesn’t suck as much as it could
  • he eats sparely, and mostly focuses on drinking the teas shouto has made for him
  • when his brain gets hazy, he gets scarily loose-lipped
  • it’s actually kinda endearing??
  • he’s brutally honest in the best kinds of ways
  • both savage honest and i’m gonna obliterate you with compliments honest
  • “Whenever I see your dad i have the instinctive urge to throttle him–what? don’t doubt me I can do it just you watch.”
  • (shouto never doubted izuku)
  • “I lose five years worth of stress whenever i see you smile.”
  • sometimes when izuku hallucinates he forgets that he’s dating shouto
  • cue innocent flirting
  • izuku is dismayed when shouto tells him that he has a boyfriend
  • probably cries about it a lil until shouto tells izuku that they’re dating
  • izuku is shocked but v pleased
  • Midoriya “i must have been a saint in my past life to deserve you” Izuku and Todoroki “flustered but enjoying every moment of this” Shouto y’all
"The moment I get back to you."

(Gif not mine)

Daryl and you meet again when Negan and his group appear in Alexandria. There, your husband and you sneak away to have some time alone.

Request by prince-of-edolas: Daryl x Reader are married and remember how Daryl was with Negan in the “Service” episode? The reader and Daryl sneak away from Negan and they reunite, having a make out session but it soon turns out to be rough sex. After that, Negan finds out and tells Rick off because of that.

There is sex but without the rough part because I’m bad at it xd. Anyways, hope you like it.

  • Daryl Dixon x Reader
  • Words: 2.048
  • Warning: Smut. 

You saw Negan talking to Rick through the open gate, and smiling like a winner he handed Lucille over to Rick to finally enter Alexandria. His hostile group entered behind him like if they belonged to the place as he made jokes about how well you all lived. But it was then when you saw Daryl. And you felt a painful squeeze in your stomach when you saw him. He had been beaten, with a black eye, wearing clothes that weren’t his, but most of all; the saddest thing was that he couldn’t make eye contact with you, as if he felt less, as if he was nothing.

“Well, well… What do we have here? Look at her, Daryl!” Negan smiled looking at you and then he looked back at him. “Your beautiful wife wants you to greet her. What kind of husband are ya? Won’t you give your wife a welcome kiss?” Negan waited for him, knowing perfectly that Daryl wasn’t going to responded. So he just chuckled and looked at his group. “You all need to get a woman like this, boys.”

His people smiled at you as he turned his attention to the place, watching the nice view in front of him.

“Daryl, hi–” Rick tried to talk to him but Negan cut him off.

“No.” He walked next to Daryl. “Nope. He’s a helper. You don’t look at him, you don’t talk to him and I don’t make you chop anything off of him.”

He made his people to move, to walk inside the place as if it were theirs, and his group split up following his order.

“They’re going to search the houses a bit. To keep the process moving.” Negan turned to Rick, with all the weight of his superiority falling on Rick like a shadow. “All right. You’re gonna show me around or not… Well?”

Rick wanted to fight him, show him he wasn’t weak, but that wasn’t the time to start a battle that Alexandria wasn’t going to win. Rick moved around him to pass him by, following his order too just because he had to.

“It is show time, ma lady.” Negan smiled at you and he held out his hand for you to follow the path that Rick took. “Should we go now?”

He wanted you to be close to Daryl, just to make fun of you two. But that wasn’t the time to play hard to get so you walked.

You all walked listening to Negan talk about how everything was going well as he saw his men taking the furniture out of the houses. Daryl was behind you, so close yet so far from a simple touch. You just had to turn around and there he would be, and he would be already looking at you as he was doing right now. He saw the way your tied hair moved, your exposed neck, your empty hand that he desperately wanted to hold. He wanted to feel your lips again, your hands in his hair, your eyes on his.

He just wanted to feel your love one more time.

“We really are reasonable people once you get to know us. Honest…” Negan bent to take a soda from the cooler on the grass. “Oh, man…”

He opened it and took a long sip before handed it to you.

“Could you hold this for me, love?”

You couldn’t hate him more as you took the can, but then you saw how his men walked out from the house Daryl and you shared. The worse part was to look how one of them took a box full of books. But suddenly, one of them fell and he just kicked it like garbage.

“Hey!” You said to him and he stopped in the middle of the stairs. “Why are you taking the books too?”

But he just laughed at you and kept walking towards his truck. It was stupid to fight for them at a time like that, but they were gifts from Daryl every time he could find one during the search for supplements. You felt the tickle in your hand that held the can, and then you threw it on his head. Unfortunately, your aim hit the mark and hit his head by pouring orange soda over him. However, before he approached you dangerously, you heard Daryl’s voice for the first time in the day.

“Hey!” He screamed making him stopped. “Don’t ya dare to get close to her!”

The man was breathing restlessly, but was surprised when Negan laughed watching you.

“You really have guts, love. Look what you did to my poor man. But look what you did to Daryl. He spoke… finally!” Negan looked at his man and his smiled turned into a calm expression. “Leave her books.”

Obeying his orders, the man dropped the box and walked away. You were surprised because Negan was on your side, kind of. Father Gabriel approached and when Negan’s attention fell on him, Daryl finally looked at you more than a second. He stared at you for a few seconds, before moving his head slightly to one side to tell you without words to get away from there. He was trying to sneak away, but you shook your head saying no. It was too dangerous. But he insisted, though, thinking that it was worth getting caught if that meant being with you one last time.

You risked yourself, but you nodded gently because you needed to be close to him.

´Cellblock´ you said silently, hoping he understood.

In the moment you walked through the dark hall next to the first cell, a strong arm held you to pull you inside, and he pulled you into his embrace against the wall. Daryl held you as tight as you did. Your arms hugged his back as he hid his face in your neck. While you were there, you were too relieved to cry. He was with you, hurt, but he was there. You pulled away a little to look at his face and you used your hands to push his hair away from his eyes. He looked at you back with a sad expression moving his hands down to hug your waist and rested his forehead against yours to feel your touch.

“Daryl, look at me…” You said softly, realizing he wasn’t really looking at you.

“I can’t.” He whispered and he hid his face in your neck again. You held him against you as you kissed him behind his ear, his neck, and his shoulder. “No. Here…”

He put his hand on your neck to guide your lips to his. It was soft at the beginning, but he needed more and he licked your lip for you to let him in. You opened your lips for him and he sunk his tongue into your mouth, pushing it against yours. You held his cheeks as your tongues played with each other. He pushed you against the wall just to press his body against you, making you feel he wanted more. He kissed you even harder, his hands touching your skin under your shirt in a needy way, and you gasped in his mouth as you pulled away.


“No…” He cut you off, taking the opportunity to kiss your neck, sliding his hot tongue all over it. “Don’t waste time, darlin’. I need ya.”

His hands went right to your jeans and he unbuttoned it, pushing them down just a little bit to take your womanhood in his hand under your underwear. He rubbed you hard as you held yourself on his shoulders, moaning in his mouth when he rested his forehead against yours.

“That feels good. Isn’t it?” He asked and you nodded as his fingers played with you. “Let me feel ya, sunshine. I really need ya right now.” He choked with his own words, looking at you with eyes full of lust. “Please…”

His fingers didn’t let you think much and you gave up because of the feeling he created in between your legs, and you pushed his hand out of you to pull his pants down. His hard length bounced, and for your surprise, he licked his fingers one by one before kissing you hard, giving you the opportunity to taste yourself in his hot mouth. Daryl pulled your jeans and underwear down and he knelt in front of you to remove them front you, kissing your bare legs in the way. He stood up again and lifted you up by your tights, entering you with one push to thrust into you. He pressed himself into you hard, deep and fast. His length filled you completely, finding a special place inside you, causing you to cry his name.

He growled in your mouth.

“Don’t stop.” You begged next to his ear as your arms hugged his neck and shoulders. “Please, don’t stop.”

“I won’t, darling…” He growled, feeling your juices lubing his length more and more with every thrust. “I won’t. I promise.”  

The sensations were making him mad as he felt close to his climax, and he held your butt to press himself into you harder, deeper and faster feeling your inner walls clenching against him. You lost control when you felt close, and you buried your face against his neck to cry out when you finally came, feeling him release inside of you with one long push. Daryl stooped moving slowly as you two enjoyed the hot feeling leaving your bodies.

You tried to get off him but he didn’t move.

“Stay with me.” He hugged you tight. “I’ve missed ya so much.”

You stroked his hair for a while, just to give him some comfort before you two had to be apart again. Minutes later he put you on the ground and you both got dressed up again. As you buttoned your jeans, he knelt to tie your boots. He used to do that for you, but today it felt wrong. He was too strong to kneel in front of Negan, and that’s why Negan took him.

“Hey… come here.” You made him get up and you held his face softly. “Everything is going to be okay. We’ll find a way to get you back…“ You felt a knot in your throat. “Okay? Just be strong, please. The only thing they can not take away from you is your humanity. You just have to be strong.”

He nodded.

“Thinkin’ of ya is all I need to be strong. I just want to get back to ya.”

You kissed him softly, because it was time to go back.

Negan’s people gathered at the entrance when everything was done. All weapons were complete when Michonne appeared, as she stopped close to you with the deer on her shoulders near the entrance. She didn’t look happy, but she kept quiet as she looked at you and Daryl.

“Now that you know we can follow your rules…” Rick said, his eyes fixed on the ground.

“Yes?” Negan asked.

“I’d like to ask you if Daryl can stay.”

“You know what? I don’t know.” Negan shrugged and he looked at Daryl. “Maybe Daryl can persuade me.” They waited for the answer that would never come. “No? But maybe his wife can.”

Negan walked towards you, he held your wrist and he made you walk to be in front of Daryl. This time Daryl did looked at you. But you both knew that you weren’t going to beg him to stay, because you weren’t going to make him say the words he would never say. Negan stared at him, noticing the red mark on your neck that you tried to hide with your hair. He chuckled, but didn’t make a big fuss about it.

“Look at that!” Negan smiled at Rick. “It looks like he won’t do it so let’s go, people! It time to go home.”

One of his men pushed Daryl towards the exit, and you couldn’t do more than just look at him. You just waited for them to leave, watching Daryl get away inside that truck. As if a storm was over, everyone in Alexandria was relieved when they left, but not you, you would only feel relieved when Daryl returned to you.

atemina-rubygibb  asked:

Ok, here goes a fluffy question, I hope. How would a YGO character give a bouquet of flowers to a beloved one? (Yami Yugi/Atem, Yugi, Jonouchi, Otogi, Marik, Ryou, Honda & Kaiba.)

(This is late, and I’m sorry for how messy it turned out 🙈 I didn’t know what to do so I made headcanons~ ALSO I WROTE THIS ON A BUMPY BUS RIDE)

Yami Yugi:
(* gosh I feel like I’m always bullying him so much but…)
* what’s flowers? You know
* le blush
* no but this young man will certainly know about the concept of flowers and what the colors symbolise and such
* and he will make sure (he didn’t mess up) you know their meaning as well
* he will not be flustered or uncomfortable
* just know he’s doing the right thing
* because giving person flowers is what you do when you’re in love
* so it’s okay! no sweat

* this muppet will be the opposite
* I think he’d rather give you a stuffed animal or a cake or something
* hm… maybe not actually…
* Yugi Muto know romance ya’ll
* and despite normally being the blushing mess I think he would actually give you a bouquet of flowers in a mature and dignified way
* “I got these for you” he would say (WITHOUT STAMMERING)
* would feel super duper proud of himself afterwards, even if you don’t like em (BUT OH DUDE YOU WILL. YOU WILL… *cracks knuckles*)
* rather give you stuffed animal

* uhhh
* “here ya go babe”
* or something
* wouldn’t care what kinds of flowers there is in the bouquet; only that it’s rather large
* would save quite a lot money for it too (h'aaaw joey boo boo)
* walking with it in his arms like a big dork in public so everyone shall see that he have a loved one
* colorful wrappers
* forgets to write something in the card that came with it because he is so excited for you to have it
* hopes for something good in return, hoink hoink~

* giving flowers is a very common thing for him
* done it many times, even at first dates
* is famous in the local flowershops
* despite this, he can be very creative with his giving
* he likes sneaking into your home and place them on your bedside table so it will be a surprise when you come home from school/work/coffee with mom
* adds little love notes to them
* that sort of guy that comes back home after a fight and give you flowers instead of apologize with his mouth

* this is a great important deal to him
* it must be perfect
* perfect or nothing at all
* gives you them with a gentle seriousness
* in private
* without a single word
* he would rather give you hand-pick flowers from nature honestly
* not caring if he hurt himself on the thorns
* because love hurts yall </3

* flowers, roses, tulips, stuffed animals, cards, decorative flower pins, even chocolate
* bakura makes his own designs for this business yo
* no ‘less is more’ here
* he wanna give you it all in one bouquet
* doesn’t care if there’s people around when giving
* goes all in with his flower choices to make sure there is no room for mistakes
* yet… he wants it simple and petite
* actually, he picks out mostly the stuff he likes for it
* he even suggests taking care of them for you
* yup
* he’s into flowers

* (eeep tristan)
* he’s this guy that’s too cool for flowers (according to himself)
* he buys them anyway
* mentally complaining all the time because he hates the whole idea
* why give his bae something that will rot and die anyway?
* goes for roses tho
* he wants you to have the most romantic flowers
* “so… uh… I found these.”
* red roses

* huuuuuuge! might even not fit thru ur door dude
* deliver them from the finest flower boutique by delivery vehicles
* wouldn’t give them himself
* because giving flowers is not that big of a deal to him
* “send these to her room”
* you get like a bouquet every week any other day
* rarely giving them face to face
* writes a smol autograph to add to it, more to assure you that it’s not from some commoner lover-boy

I dunno tho 🙌 Perhaps everyone be like:

The funny thing is that the more I explain everything, the more I realize that none of this is even advanced hard stuff. I mean I never thought it was that advanced, like maybe intermediate at most, but I just thought it’d be hard to explain without going into the basics of basics. 

It might come as a surprise but I still kind of consider myself to be a noob 😂. I might know things that most noobs don’t such as how to conjure (well now yall know so the example is moot 😂) but I don’t think having that knowledge makes me more skilled than anyone. I found my methods through experimentation, not because I was advanced or skillful, i mean I made my first successful method one month into spirit work after all lol, but because I was curious and creative. . I’m very much a “throw everything at a dartboard and see what sticks” sort of person. 

As a result, I’ve done and do a lot of weird and dumb things that I’m sure any advanced practitioner would facepalm at. Also, I have to work backwards to understand why everything works. Take for example my code word-activated wards that I will discuss in the ward post. I just made those up for fun one day and I really had no idea how they worked despite making many of them until like a year after their initial creation. I mean I had an idea of how they worked but never really found out till then. And like the majority of my more complex wards were made through psychopathy creativity rather than skill or knowledge. “Let’s make electrified wards! ‘3′ How do I do that? Let’s connect it to an electric energy source! Oh that didn’t work as intended, what if we try this instead?”

There be no method to my madness and I think that’s what separates “skilled” and “advanced” from my dumbass lol. While I’m haphazardly trying a thousand different methods that keep failing until I come up with the one™ an advanced person would be able to devise a more informed method of approach because they know what the heck they’re doing. They figure out the thing on their first try and go on their merry way while I’m still throwing them darts. I’ve seen advanced people talk about advanced things and they’re leagues, columns, rows, and digits above me 😂 I’m like just barely intermediate at best lol

On the plus side tho I discover a lot of random shit on accident such as figuring out how to open portals to anywhere in the astral while still chilling in the physical. Besides being able to pull energy from any source in the universe, which isn’t as impressive as it sounds, you could easily do it right now, it’s completely useless and mainly just for show 😂. I can charge my fire salts with actual hellfire but that’s about all I use it for 😂 I’m telling you, the perks of being shit at everything are great //sarcasm 😂😂😂      

tl;dr: I’m a fucking moron 😂😂😂😂😂

The whole family went out. Except me because I’m too shy to go innit.They tried to force me but nah

My Girl--Luke Skywalker x Reader

You walked around the Millennium Falcon, bored out of your mind. Finally, you had settled in front of Leia at the table.

“Want to play some Dejarik?” You asked her, not knowing what else to do. She sighed before activating the hologram where the pieces were brought to life.

“Let me just warn you, I’m unbeatable,” Leia said to you, causing you to scoff. How dare she underestimate your power.

“Well, that streak is about to end because I’m unbeatable,” you told her, pointing yourself. She laughed and made her first move. The pressure was now on and you were determined to win.

“I’m going to get some sleep, (y/n). It was nice playing with you,” she said, a triumphant smirk on her face. You scowled at her before laying your head on the table in defeat.

“Fine, leave me to wallow in self pity,” you mumbled as she walked to another part of the ship. It wasn’t until you heard another pair of footsteps walking that you lifted your head, a defeated frown plastered on your face.

“Come on, now. A pretty thing like you shouldn’t be frowning,” Han said, sitting in the seat that Leia was just occupying. You scowled at him before leaning back into the seat, hoping that it would absorb you into it.

“Are you here to beat me at Dejarik too?” You asked him, your (e/c) eyes glancing towards the confident smuggler. He smirked, sliding closer to you.

“No, you just looked a little lonely after Leia left you,” he explained throwing his arms onto the back of the booth-like seat.

“And why would you care about me, Solo?” You asked him. He laughed before answering.

“Well,” he began, “you’re beautiful, funny, extremely talented, and a lot more things that I think are best saved for another time.” A small blush rose to your cheeks as you scooted away from Han, feeling slightly uncomfortable from his flirting. Han smirked at the blush dusting at your cheeks.

Unknown to you, Luke was watching this conversation happen, envy bubbling inside of him. He hated the way that Han thought he could trick you with his charm. Luke was jealous of the way that Han made you blush. He couldn’t take it anymore as he walked over to where you sat and gave you a kiss full of passion.

Your eyes widened at disbelief, but soon closed again, enjoying this moment. Not only was your crush kissing you, but Han also seemed unsettled as he scooted away, avoiding to look your way.

When Luke pulled away, your face was flushed and lips were swollen. Embarassment creeped through your being as you didn’t know what to say. Luke then sat beside you, throwing his arm around your shoulders and pulling you close to him.

“That’s my girl you’re flirting with, Han,” Luke growled, glaring at the other male. Han’s lips turned into a sly smile as he got up and walked back to the cockpit, glad that his plan to get you and the future Jedi together.

Once Han was out of ear shot, Luke withdrew his arm, embarassment suddenly coming over him. He couldn’t believe that he had just done that and he had hoped that you weren’t mad at him. A blush rose to his cheeks as he began to speak.

“L-Listen, (y/n), I’m sorry about that. I just got so jealous and-” you cut him off with a quick peck to hips lips, shutting him up.

“I’ve been waiting so long for that to happen.”

anonymous asked:

I didnt really like some episodes of AHL personally because some of their mentors were really rude to them. I know they did it so BTS could learn, but BTS BARELY knew English then and probably didn't understand them half the time so yelling at them to do stuff didn't help and probably made them feel terrible. Cough cough @Coolio

Well I mean yeah…it was part of the experience… That’s just how it was I guess. They didn’t want to sugar coat it. i dunno

I made a post about getting an apparel item for one of my dragons that was a bit more expensive than what I normally spend. When I was talking to someone about how much it was because they were curios what I considered a lot, I mentioned that I wanted the same piece in a different color originally. Well a few hours later someone sends me the piece I originally looked at and…I didn’t know how to respond. The reason why I didn’t get the first one was because it was more treasure than I had at the moment and when I looked at the other colors I ended up liking the one I got. I sent it back to the person but I feel a bit bad at refusing the gift even if I didn’t have a use for it anymore.

Sorry if that made no sense…but times like these remind me some people can be really nice

anonymous asked:

You know how someone made a crack theory about how Hide and Furuta were related because of the way they run. Lmao in the latest chapter Kaneki ran in the same way as Hide did so he should join that theory too since his father's identity is still unknown. And also the fact that his father liked to read and so does Rize and Furuta so i mean if "hide is a washuu" theory exists than why can't "Mr.Kaneki is a washuu" theory not?

Well, if Kaneki’s father was a Washuu, then that would have to mean that Kaneki was a half human, and I don’t think there’s any evidence pointing towards that (or maybe I’m just not seeing any). Also, unless he changed his name, Kaneki’s father wouldn’t be called Kaneki and nor would Ken or his mother lmao

I think the Hide Washuu theory was built on a bit more of a solid basis than just how his running and interests are similar to some Washuu members though lmao

But, I mean ig anything is possible at this point so why not. You might end up being right. We really don’t have much evidence to go off of atm ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

More Watertribe Lance
Also avatar Lance this time because we talked about this with friends and we are lance trash we wondered what kind of pet Lance would have if he was the avatar… Like Aang has Appa and Korra has Naga.

And we ended up with a Peacock-Lion because it just suits him perfectly

(also it was supposed to be Keith’s pet -bc yeah it’s definitely more a firenation-ish beast- but things happened ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) i’ll write headcanons someday lmao)

It’s weird how people say Black Panther won’t do well if white people dont watch it so Black fans should stop being mean and “alienating” white viewers(because apparently that’s the only one that matters)as if Black people haven’t held up movies that were deemed “too Black” for the mainstream like Friday, Meance2Society, Barbershop, almost all of Tyler Perry’s filmography . Those movies were called Black movies and did fine. Friday for example made over 7 times it’s budget and White people didn’t even know about it like that until recently (bye Felicia thing 🙄)

It’s very self centered and ignorant to think that white dollars matter the most, especially since POC go to the movies more then white people. Black panther is going to be successful for many reasons but white people going or not won’t really matter imo.


hannibal + @screenshotsofdespair (1/?)

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how no one, absolutely no one, supported Victor when he went off to be a coach. He was actually excited for the first time in an age, probably nervous, and no one cared; everyone told him he was making a huge mistake and made fun of him, and when he made his debut no one ever wanted to hear about his coaching or his choreography, they just asked him over and over about when he was going to, essentially, stop messing around and get back to the ice.

Fortunately it’s not *too* sad because we all know how it worked out and how happy he was to be with Yuri; but I still wish someone had acknowledged that he’d done so well.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m really looking forward to seeing Victor skate again, but I hope he finally gets some acknowledgement for the success he made of being a coach (through, I hope, Yuri’s continuing success). I’m hoping he can make a go of being a skater and a coach, to prove all the naysayers wrong, and also because it’s what he wants to do and what will make him happy.

AU where Percy works at Starbucks and starts to get a crush on a blonde girl who orders the same coffee every saturday

a little gift for zareens from your secret santa! I hope you enjoy this percabeth (with a little bit of pipabeth implied oops)

Y’all I Think I Got Sonic Forces Figured Out

Okay so I know we are all over the moon about the trailers and game play videos that we have gotten these past few days, but I honestly think that we have been glaring over a pretty CRUCIAL detail from the classic sonic game play video 

Think about what we have heard from the Sega Officials, this is not a Sonic Generations sequel. But how can this be if classic sonic is in the game? How are Sonic’s past enemies here alive and ready to fight? How is it not akin to generations if classic Sonic is alive and here?

But what is he isn’t?

What if this classic sonic isn’t the one from generations at all? But instead, from another dimension? Now I suppose Dr. Eggman may just be referring ro another state of time, but I don’t think the connection stops there. For the most obvious question, how in the WORLD did Eggman take over the world without Sonic to stop him? Its the focus of the game but H O W? In colors, generations and lost world. sonic had made stabs at Eggman claiming “Its like its his job to stop him” because, well? It is. Eggman knows this. He knows it far too well. In generations he went back in time to try to right his wrongs, to redo his errors and end Sonic but time and time again it didn’t happen. So what if Dr.Eggman instead decided to look beyond his world, to another dimension, with another Eggman? But why stop there? Why not bring forth a dimension where Sonic failed? Not only that, but a universe where Chaos destroyed Station Square. A world where Metal Sonic won the race on Starlight Speedway. A world where Shadow never helped to defeat the bio-lizard. A world where the deadly six drained the world of its life? This would explain why Shadow has suddenly switched over to the dark side, why Metal Sonic is still functional, why Zavok is alive and why Chaos is in his earlier forms before he became perfect chaos. 

 Of course, like the Time Eater, Eggman wouldn’t be able to do this on his own, as we have seen with our new villain: 

Now as menacing as he appears, these cubes are so….out of place. It’s strange on why he has all these cubes, and why the trailer makes them look as dramatic as it can. Showing our new villain SURROUNDED by them and then ending the trailer with him hurling them at you. It’s odd. So what are they if the cubes are so important? Well to put it simply,

They’re different dimensions 

Whoever this guy is, he is in control of countless dimensions, more than enough to combine and design a whole new terrible reality. A whole new HORRIFIC dimension, where Sonic has failed, and Eggman reigns supreme. What is the name of this devious villain?


As in..Infinite worlds?

The clues are right in front of us, and all we had to do was pay attention. The trailer certainly wants to get the point across

Now, I may be jumping the gun on this one, with my head of fan fiction type ideals, and perhaps this new villain will just be connected to whoever you create as your own character, (either it be an evil twin or something like that) but who would want to do this? Who would want to bring total destruction onto a world full of peaceful people? Who would want to see the world burn and fall apart right before their eyes because of their wrong doings? Who would want to see people of the resistance fail hopelessly, desperate to save their once beautiful world? Who would want to team up with Eggman to decimate the world? Who hates Sonic so much that he would want nothing more than to force him to watch as his legacy, friends,home,universe fall apart? WHO IS INFINITE? Well I may be wrong, but there’s only one person who can and will

From the timeline that was erased. From the universe you reversed in Sonic 06. From the world you fought so hard to save and redo, rewriting reality so you could get the happy ending. 

Now, its his turn 

On a side note, Sonic Team knows that sonic 06 was a disaster, and make reference to it in the Sonic story episode in Lego Dimensions. Pretty coincidental or foreshadowing? Some other things we can consider as well could be that in 2012 we first heard rumors of a Sonic game called “Sonic Dimensions” The rumor said that we would be traveling to other universes with different color Sonics that had their own personality. My personal favorite, is a promise of a boss fight of an evil Amy Rose, wishing for Sonic’s pain rather than love. Now the rumor as we know now is false and was debunked and this could very well be a coincidence. However, this rumor broke out in 2012, a year or so after Generations and 1 year before Lost world released in 2013. I think we can safely say that Lost world was at the very least in early stages of production during or sometime after Generations especially with its ambitious game play style. It would have taken more than 2 years to make, with the game play style and everything else. This means, Sonic Forces could had possibly be in the early stages of development a little before Lost World, playing on the idea of different universes.I think it’s also possible that Sonic Forces may had been delayed at some point because of Sonic Boom’s games and tv show, since its not being advertised at the 25th anniversary game. Also is a pleasant time to remember that this happened:

Due to Gravity Falls’s more dark story telling, I think its safe to assume that Alex had some kind of influence on Sonic Forces’s story. Either way, 

We are in for a long deserved fantastic Sonic Game my friends. 

My new manager fired me. I fired his store.

This happened about 6 years ago.

I worked at (store that sells donuts that you may or may not dunk) that was in a somewhat far off location from the rest of the city in a relatively new shopping center. I was there when the store opened, and we never really got much traffic, but there was two large car clubs that came out twice a week to meet, and chat, and generally bring our store a lot of traffic. We were told that the clubs pretty much keeps the store afloat.

I worked there for a long while, and my manager was awesome. She did a great job of keeping everything stocked, gave out hours to people who actually worked their ass off instead of playing favorites, and she was never unfair about warnings or suspensions.

One day, she got seriously ill and had to quit. I never knew the details, but it was serious enough for her to quit her job. Then comes Swagger McA**hole, our new manager. Now, Swagger McA**hole had all the charm and wit of a rabid chihuahua. He was a generally angry man, and thought himself to be above everyone else in the store. He popped the collars of his button up shirt like he was going to bring that trend back from the dead. Needless to say, Swagger McA**hole wasn’t well liked.

He fired and replaced people left and right for usually petty or outright wrong reasons, and I was the last one standing, because for some reason, I was always asked to make the regular’s coffee, because I would remember their names, what they wanted, and how they liked it, and I usually had it in the process of being made as soon as I saw them walking up to the door. The car clubs knew me by name.

Enter Hannah Handjob. She started hanging around the store. A lot. Swagger McA**hole and Hannah Handjob would often hang out in the Manager’s office, sometimes with the door closed. Like we didn’t know what the fuck they were doing. A short while later, I find myself fired for some bullshit reason. I think what was written on my exit paperwork (which I refused to sign) was “wasting inventory”, whatever the fuck that meant.

Sorry for the long backstory. Here comes the revenge part. Remember those car clubs I talked about? I found their website and message boards, and told them my story. They told me how incredibly shitty they thought it all was, and always thought Swagger McA**hole was a poor replacement for our old manager. Both the clubs agreed to find a different venue for their morning to late afternoon meetups.

That was the death knell for that location. Three months later, I go back to turn in my uniforms, because I’m sick of looking at them in my closet, and they’re all closed up. I don’t know for sure that I had anything to do with their closing, but I’m at least 80% sure the car clubs were keeping them afloat.