ok now what to do for z

fic recs

☆ - personal favorite
☽ - smut (90% of them)

note - this is just in case u guys r too lazy to keep up with my blog. i’ll only sometimes add fics to this page because it takes too much effort instead of reblogging sooo

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off limits by floralseokjin ☆ ☽

say you wont let go by workofteaguk ☆

- something in the water by gukvory ☆ ☽

- all too well by workofteaguk  ☽

- plums & melons by jheartseok ☽

- heart of the city by jungkxook ☆ ☽

- between the devil and the deep blue sea by jungkxook ☆ ☽

- it ain’t me by inferno-loop ☆

- the guest house by avveh ☽

- our little secret by avveh ☆ ☽

- room for dessert by avveh ☆ ☽

- lab partners by jungblue ☽

- the purge by jungblue ☽

- future hearts by jungblue ☆ ☽

- hidden stars by jungblue  ☆ ☽
| i really like jungblue l0l

now or never by goldenjulychild  ☆☆☆ ☽
| 3 stars cause this is too perfect.

- break the ice by minttape ☆ ☽

- doctor dreamy by jungblue ☆ ☽

- what happens in vegas by junghoeseok ☆ ☽
| tbh i see myself doing this drunk so i’ll let u know if that happens

- fact over fancy by chinnychimchim ☆ ☽

- the devil’s own luck by jimlingss ☆☆☆☆☆ ☽
| this was actually the best thing i’ve ever fucking read im so fucking sad

- she’s testosterone by jimlingss ☆ ☽

- a legal affair by illegirl1 ☆

- a cinderella story by illegirl1 ☆☆☆ ☽
| a m a z i n g ok

- proposals by pjxmin ☆ ☽
| this was so cute and beautiful :(

- zaddy by btssmutgalore ☆☆ ☽
| aha um perfect

- arrest me by taewitch ☆ ☽

- serendipity by roseok ☆☆☆☆ ☽
| idk y but i avoided this? glad i didn’t in the end cause this is actually my favourite thing ever

- comfort inn ending by rapmonluv ☆ ☽
| so depressing the end killed me ok ):

last updated: 22/10/17

anonymous asked:

why girls loved goku so much


((well this is my opinion. probably other girls don’t like him for the same reasons?)) 

Anyway for me it’s very simple. 


look at dem muscles asdfasdf  like holly sh8t boy can bench press planets ok son  mmm 👀👌🔥💖

2. His hair is spiky and cute /// I could run my fingers all over them. I love boys with spiky wild hair 😚 . ((and he has cute thick boyish eyebrows)) K

3. He’s funny, energetic, kind, gentle, cool dude to be around with, but can also get down to business when he needs too. 

4. He’s a fucking farmer. I like farmer boys k. 

5. On top of being hot he’s just very cute looking and does a lot of cute things without knowing…. he’s those kind of guys who are so friken adorable you just want to kiss them in their cheek 

5. He’s a martial artist! I like guys who can do kung fu 😍

6. Kids love him and he’s good with kids/ looks adorable with them…

7. I love that he doesn’t like to give up and always tries defeat what ever challenge he is facing. 

8. He can be your good boy or he can be your bad boy 

9. He likes to travel / explore places/ is very adventurous -which is also what I like in a guy 

10. His smile is a ladies killer ok. 

There I’m done now lol.

Do you like me or not?

“Do you like me or not?” With Tom Holland
Tom and Y/N have always been close, but when Tom comes back from filming his movie, he acts different, and Y/N can’t keep waiting in the dark to know if he feels the same about her, that she does about him.

I looked down at my phone, thumbs tapping the screen as I sent another message to Tom. His messages had been seeming to get shorter and more far apart with each passing day. It was getting on my nerves, seeing I didn’t want to be annoying him, but he was also my best friend (And secret love of my life) and I wanted to know what was wrong.
Me: When does your flight land?
Tom: 4:30

Me: Ok, want me to pick you up from the airport?
Tom: No, I got it, Thx
I rose an eyebrow at his response. He usually sends full paragraphs when messaging, and never used ‘THX’.
Me: Ok… see you later.
I quickly sent the text and placed my phone on the coffee table to my left. I couldn’t get over the weird feeling in my stomach. Sure we haven’t seen each other in a while, but we still talked… but not nearly as much as we used to… Honestly I was starting to get worried.
A few hours later I received another text, saying he had just got home. I decided to head over to his apartment and see what was up. I felt the familiar butterflies in my chest, knowing that I had been to his apartment plenty of times, but the ache in my heart always seemed to come along, reminding me that he didn’t feel the same way about me then I did about him. It was especially worse today though. I hopped in my car and started driving, already getting a bad feeling.

I walked up the flight up stairs to his appartment, with each step, the butterflies in my stomach skyrocketed. Now they felt more like killer bees. I reached his door and knocked.
“Tom? It’s me y/n” I tried the doorknob not surprised to see it open. He always left the door unlocked in case I decided to come over, and I did the same for him.

“I thought maybe we could watch a movie or something, maybe even get some spoilers for your new- oh” I started but I was quickly cut off by the sight in front of me.
Tom was laughing on the couch, with Zendaya beside him, her hand on his leg. When Tom noticed me his eyes widened and Zendaya quickly took her hand off.
“Y/n I- I didn’t hear you come in” Tom stuttered
“Yeah um… here i’ll… You guys are busy i’ll come back later” I excused before quickly making a bee-line to the front door, Tom calling from behind me. As soon as I was out the door, I ran.

He had called me four times since i’ve been home, but I didn’t want to answer. I know it was childish. He was my best friend, and I wouldn’t be anything more. I wasn’t even sure if I was even his friend anymore. I layed in bed, hugging the blankets closer to me as I watched the TV. I felt sick, or heartbroken, or maybe both. All I knew was I wanted the pain to stop. But just like my tears it just kept coming. I felt my phone ring again by my bedside table, looking to see it was once again Tom. I sighed and hit ignore, just as my front door swung open.
“YN?” I heard Tom shout from the living room, causing me to shoot out of bed and run out. I forgot to lock my door. An old habit.
“What the hell Tom?!” I tried to sound angry, but my voice cracked from all the crying, and I was guessing my face was still red and tear stained because as soon as he saw me he closed the space between us and hugged me.
“What are you doing here?” I asked into his shoulder, trying to find a reason why he would even want to be around me right now.
“I wanted to make sure you were ok, when you saw Z and us together-” He started, but at the sound of his new nickname for her I backed away.
“Yeah, you should get back to her, I wouldn’t want to start trouble” I said, trying to find a way for him to leave before I started crying again.
“What do you mean?” It didn’t work, and the tears where falling again, and he was looking confused, which turned the tears to anger.
“You know what I mean, don’t act coy Holland” I said, his face turning from confused to shocked.
“You think Z and I are together?” He asked, absolutely perplexed by the idea.
“I’m honestly not surprised, you’ve been texting me less and less these last few month, you’re spending all your time with her for the movie, it was only a matter of time-”

“I was trying to get advice on how to talk to you!” He said, exasperated, causing me to look confused this time.
“We talk all the time why would it suddenly be so hard?” I asked, not understanding what he was saying.
“Because…” He said, searching to find the right words, but he apparently couldn’t find the right ones, because before I knew it he had closed the space between us and had his lips on mine.
I stood for a solid second before I reacted, kissing him back. We stood like that for what felt like forever, but not long enough, before he finally pulled away.
“I like you, and not like the way where we watch a movie and flirt a little but never confess anything because we’re too afraid. I’m all in, and I understand if you don’t feel the same, but I hope you do” Tom said, looking deep into my eyes.
I ruined the moment by punching him in the arm.
“You idiot, I liked you the whole time!” I yelled, laughing as Toms face lit up.
“Wait you did? Why didn’t you say anything?!” Tom laughed
“Because that’s the- becuase I… I don’t know!”
“Well its about freaking time” Tom laughed before pulling me into another kiss.

Originally posted by tomshollandss

anonymous asked:

What would be there reaction if your purposely annoying them?

Author’s note: I had to hold myself back from making Zen’s a full scenario


  • Literally the hardest person to annoy
  • He just keeps laughing AT YOU
  • Finally, you decided to take a different approach
  • You walked over to him and leaned on his gaming chair
  • “How come you always play LOLOL? Why don’t you pay attention to meeeeee?”
  • You stuck your head in front of the screen
  • “Hello? Earth to Yoosung, it’s your amazing girlfriend speaking!”
  • Yoosung stared into your eyes and hit the pause button
  • “Is that really how you feel? Do I play too much? I try to give you-“
  • You rolled your eyes and moved away
  • “What’s wrong, MC?”
  • “I was trying to annoy you.”
  • “Huh?”
  • “Annoy you! That’s what I wanted to do! But you just keep laughing and apologizing!”
  • He smiled and stood up, kissing the top of your head
  • “That’s because nothing you do can annoy me. I love you too much!”
  • “You’re so cheesy… I love you too.”


  • Zen was up late memorizing a script when you decided to make him your next victim
  • “Whatcha reading?”
  • “Just my part for this new movie. Wanna help?”
  • You gave a sinister grin
  • “Sure.”
  • “Okay! Just start here, MC.”
  • You two began reading a conversation
  • “I heard that you could help me out with a little… situation of mine. Can you?”
  • “Depends.”
  • “On?”
  • “How much money you got.”
  • Once Zen started getting into his role, you enacted your plan
  • You raised your voice two octaves higher and gave your lines the weirdest accent you could muster
  • “bUT, hOw daRE yoU, sIr? SinCe-“
  • “MC?”
  • “Yes?”
  • “What the hell was that?”
  • “What was what?”
  • “The accent.”
  • “What accent?”
  • “The accent you just did.”
  • “That’s how I normally talk??”
  • “No, it’s not.”
  • “…Ohhh, you mean tHIs accent?”
  • “Yes.”
  • “Ok, I’ll stop!”
  • Zen sighed. “Now, where were we?”
  • You smirked
  • “riGHt hErE!”
  • “MC, stop!”
  • “I sTILL have nO-“
  • “MC!”
  • He ran his fingers through his hair and huffed
  • You giggled and leaned forward, giving his lips a little peck
  • “I think it’s time for bed-”
  • He nodded, “You’re right.”
  • “-because you must be hearing things!”
  • “THAT’S IT!”
  • He grabbed you and started tickling your sides
  • “Z-ZEN STOP!”
  • “NEVERRRR!!”


  • She was hunched over a pile of paperwork when you came up behind her
  • “Jaehee, it’s time for dinner!”
  • “Just a couple more minutes…”
  • “You said that ten minutes ago!”
  • You crossed your arms and tapped your foot
  • “Stop.”
  • “Stop what?”
  • “Stop tapping your foot, you know I hate that.”
  • That gave you an idea
  • You crouched down next to her and blew in her ear
  • you smirked
  •  “I know.”
  • She looked over at your smug face
  • “Well, don’t do it again. I’ll go eat in a second.”
  • “…It’s been a second.”
  • “You know what I mean!”
  • “I’m not sure I do.”
  • “Are you trying to annoy me?”
  • “Is it working?”
  • “…No.”
  • “No?”
  • “Yes.”
  • “Yes it is?”
  • “No, yes to the no.”
  • “Yes to the no?”
  • “Yes.”
  • “Wait, so yes to the yes? Or no to the yes?”
  • Jaehee sighed and stood up
  • “Let’s go eat dinner.”


  • He had been working alllll Saturday, and you were bored
  • And worse than that, you had just had a cup of coffee
  • So you were hyper too
  • “Juuuuumin!”
  • “…”
  • “Juuuuummmiiinnnnn!”
  • “…”
  • “Juuuu-“
  • “What is it, MC?”
  • “Hi.”
  • “I’m working, MC.”
  • “Whaaat, and I can’t say hi?”
  • “No.”
  • “Hmph. You’re no fun.”
  • You stared at him as he continued to work
  • “Jummiin!”
  • “…”
  • Juuuminnnn!!”
  • “What now?”
  • “Hello.”
  • He stopped typing and closed his eyes
  • Quickly, he stood up and grabbed your hand, leading you away from his home office
  • “Where are we going?”
  • “You seem to have a lot of pent up energy, and I’m going to… take care of it.”
  • Oh
  • You liked the sound of that


  • You sat a few inches away from Seven and stuck your finger out
  • “MC, what are you doing?”
  • “Nothing.”
  • “Why are you so close to me?”
  • “Well, I’m not touching you.”
  • “Oh?”
  • “Nope. I’m not touchingggg youuuuuu!”
  • he laughed and took off his glasses
  • “Well, two can play at that game.”
  • He spun his chair toward you, and put his face centimeters away from yours
  • “S-Seven?”
  • “What? I’m not touching you.”
  • You stared at him, and then down to his lips, and then back up to his eyes
  • “You’re such a tease.”
  • You tried to lean forward and close the gap, but he quickly pulled away, standing up in the process
  • “Hey! You said no touching!!”
  • You stood up and slowly walked toward him
  • “I know, but… now I want a kiss!!”
  • He gave you a smirk and took off running
  • This did not turn out like you planned
  • It turned out much better

((a made a dhmis version of the “malk” video”))

Tony: “Hey Larry you got anything to eat?”
Larry: “Yeah in the fridge.”
Tony: “Hey Colin grab me a slice of pizzer.”
Colin: “We dont have any pizzer but i can get you some pizza.”
Larry: “That’s what he just said.”
Tony: “Yeah I just want some pizzer.”
Colin: “Nah youre saying it wrong you’re saying “pizzer” like its a disease.
Larry: “Ahaha how do you say it?”
Colin: “I’m saying the way everyone oughta say it. Pizza, p i z z a.”
Larry: “Right like two percent.”
Tony: “Right like a whole pizzer.”
Colin: “Nonononono, say pizzadilla.”
Tony: “Pizzadilla.”
Colin: “Ok now say pizza.”
Tony: “Pizzer.”
Colin *looks at Larry*“……..Are you hearing this?”
Larry: “Yeah, the guy wants a slice of pizzor.”
Colin: “Pizzor!?!”
Larry: “Give him the pizzor Colin!”
Meat man: “Larry inside voices please.”
Larry: “Sorry Meat man.” *turns to Colin and Tony* “My meme friends.”
Meat man: *Puts sunglasses on and leaves*
Tony: “Colin! Cut me a slice of pizzer!!”
Colin: “Why are you yelling at me?”
Larry: “Just give him the freaken pizzor!”
Colin: “You guys aren’t even saying the same thing!”
Tony: “We’re all saying pizzer Colin!!”
Colin: “No! You’re saying pizzer! *turns toward Larry* You’re saying!-”
Tony & Larry: “Pizzerrrr!! Pizzoorrr!! Piiizzzzeeer!! Pizzorrr!! Piiizzeerr!! Pizzooorrr!!!”
Colin: *pulls gun out* “SHUT UP!!
Tony & Larry: *Both have there hands up*
Colin: *Puts gun to his head*
Tony & Larry: *Take their guns out and aim them at Colin*
Larry: “You better put it down man!”
Tony: “D-dont do it Colin!”
Colin: “You’re gonna shoot me if I shoot my self?!?! That doesn’t make any sense!”
Larry & Tony: *Both look at each other then put there guns to their heads*
Larry: “Colin put it down!!”
Tony: “Put the gun down!!”
Larry: *Starts to weep* “Just put the gun down!”
Tony: *Weeping* “You’re like a brother to me!! Your hand is like a brother to meheee….”
Larry: “Put the gun down!!”
Colin: “And then after that we all pull the trigger. All of us.”
Tony: “Ohoho you are not filming something like that.”
Colin: “Why not?”
Tony: “It’s so…eh dark.. I dunno.”



In the late ‘90s, pop-culture historian Bill Geerhart had a little too much time on his hands and a surfeit of stamps. So, for his own entertainment, the then-unemployed thirtysomething launched a letter-writing campaign to some of the most powerful and infamous figures in the country, posing as a curious 10-year-old named Billy.

2nd letter reads:
FROM: Richard
Greetings. Got your letter. What school do you go to? Who’s your friend? You should stay in school. Send pictures.

4th letter reads:
FROM: Richard
Greetings. Received your letter. Glad to hear my letter to you in '99 made a difference. When do you graduate? Yeah, get me a subscription to Radar Magazine. What is it about? Know any Asian girls willing to correspond? Send pictures. You can photocopy 5 on 1 page or send 'em singular. Nothing scenic though. Send some of girls in bikinis. Do you go clubbing? Seen any good movies? Saw 3:10 to Yuma the other day. It was an OK Western. Didn’t do too good at the box office though. Do you have family? I’m youngest of five. That’s all for now. Take it E/Z write when you get a chance.
Your friend,

Found You Part 2- JakeXMC

So, my intention was to only make this a two shot, but apparently the Jake had other ideas.  Here’s part two of my story for you to enjoy.  Hopefully part 3 will be out soon.  We’ll have to see if Jake and Jess are willing to cooperate with me.

As before, constructive criticism is always welcome.  Needless flames will be used to warm my toes and make s’mores.

              The first rays of dawn were creeping through his window, but Jake didn’t see them.  His world had been turned on its head, once again; by a blonde-haired, blue-eyed vixen that just 12 hours ago he would have sworn had forgotten all about him.  He slowly turned the USB key over in his hands, wondering just what in the hell was on it, but damn if he wasn’t terrified to look as well.  “Three years…” he whispered, his eyes starting off into nothing.  “What in the hell could you have to tell me after three damn years?”

              Those three years had passed quickly for him, lost in a blur of charter jobs and blackout, booze-filled nights.  He’d spent the first month after La Huerta at the bottom of a bottle, desperately trying to forget the people he’d been forced to leave behind, trying to forget the woman who had told him to run.  “Damnit Princess, what in the hell are you playing at?” Jake’s eyes finally focused on the little key in his hands, so innocuous and innocent.  But appearances were always deceiving.  It’s previous owner being a perfect example of that. At first glance, one could have been forgiven for thinking she was nothing more than a preppy little sorority cheerleader on her way to blow away her brain cells on an all expense paid island resort.  “But you are so much more than that aren’t you Princess?” Jake asked of the empty room, his eyes transfixed by the little piece of plastic and silicon in his hands.

              The note she’d written had frozen him to his bar stool for what had seemed like an eternity before Ernesto’s voice had finally broken through and forced him to move.  He snatched up the note and the key and strode out of the bar, vaguely aware of Ernesto calling after him but not really giving a damn what he was saying.  Which is what brought him here, sitting on his piece of junk couch while his ancient laptop sat open before him on the coffee table, the screen casting a soft glow over his face that he neither noticed nor cared about.  He’d been frozen there, just as he had been at the bar, for hours now.  All because of a USB key and an entire lifetime’s worth of memories.

              But time moves ever forward and even this moment of peaceful stupefaction couldn’t last.  The slamming of a nearby door jerked Jake from his thoughts, bringing his mind back into focus.  He knew he couldn’t just sit there forever.  And so, with trembling hands, Jake leaned forward and inserted the key into his computer.  There were only two files that popped up… two completely normal looking files.  Still wondering what in the hell was going on, Jake navigated his cursor to the file labelled ‘First’ and clicked.

              “Breaking news tonight as scandal rocks the U.S. Department of Defence.  Documents leaked today to various media sources point to illegal sales of government weapons.  Commander Rex Lundgren of the United States Naval Services was taken into custody today pending charges of weapons smuggling and manslaughter in the death of Lieutenant Michael Francis Schaffer.”

              It was as if a wrecking ball had just socked Jake in the chest.  The video file droned on about the Navy releasing a statement as article after article popped up on his screen about the leak and Ludgren’s subsequent arrest.  The New York Times had run Mike’s naval photo side by side with one of Lundgren when he was arrested and Jake couldn’t help the tears that sprang to his eyes as he stared at the image of his old friend, so proud in his dress blues.  “How in the hell…”  Jake sagged back onto the couch, just staring at the information explosion on his screen.  Lundgren was arrested, not only for the smuggling, but for murdering Mike?  “How in the hell did you pull this off Princess?” Surging forward, Jake closed the articles and the now silent video file and clicked the second file, hoping it would have some clues.  Immediately a video call appeared on his laptop, silently ringing on his end.

              Jake’s heart fell slightly when Zahra’s face filled the screen.  “Well it’s about damn time.” She huffed, her irritation plain.  “It’s been two days dude, what in the hell took you so long to open these files.  I worked hard on those.”

              “I only just got the drive.” Jake said, struggling to comprehend the situation he was in.  “What in the hell is happening here Z?”

              Zahra rolled her eyes.  “Dude, did you even READ the articles we included?  Any of the documents?”  At his head shake, Zahra rolled her eyes again, muttering what he could only assume were Persian curses.  “You’ve been cleared dude.  The Navy had no choice but to clear yours and Mike’s name in the face of the information bomb Jess and I set off.  The only thing on your record now is a dishonorable discharge for desertion and she argued them down to time served on that one.”

              Once again, Jake sagged back into his couch.  “Wha… How?”

              “Don’t ask,” was the sharp reply.  “The less you know about this, the better.”

              Jake’s eyes narrowed.  “What in the hell did you do Zahra?”

              She just shrugged.  “I just did the major hacking.  Jess was the one who found most of the information.  You wanna get pissy with someone, get pissy with her.”

              “Well I would, but since you’re here and she’s not…”

              “Come on Jake, you had to know she wasn’t going to let this go.”  Zahra’s glared at him from the screen.  “Even if she hadn’t been ass over tea kettle for you, we both know that isn’t who she is.”  A soft smirk tugged at Zahra’s lips.  “She’s a fixer.  As annoying as it might be, if she sees something is wrong… she fixes it.  Or she dies trying.”

              “You’re telling me…” Jake murmured, still reeling from the information overload. “So… all this time the two of you…”

              “It was mostly Jess.”  Zahra settled back into her chair.  “Almost as soon as she got back to the states, I think she started digging.  She contacted me about a year in with most of the information when she figured out Lundgren had set a tail on her.”

              “What!”  Jake was going to give himself whiplash flinging himself forwards like this, but Zahra’s last sentence struck him like a bullet.

              “Relax, he never touched her.” Zahra said, waving a hand at him.  “The way we figure it, Lundgren found out about her digging and knew there was only one person who could have set her on his trail. He wasn’t going to hurt her until he found you and we handled that.  She went on the run and we kept digging.”

              “What the hell Z…”  Jake was angry now.  Angry at Jess for getting herself into this mess, angry at Lundgren for coming near her, but also at himself for not being able to protect her.  But under all of that, he couldn’t help but think… She did this for him?  “Tell me she’s ok.  Z, tell me she’s safe.”

              “Jake, do you not remember who dropped off that little care package? She’s fine.”  Zahra eyed him from her seat.  “She kept digging in the obvious spots so Lundgren wouldn’t notice me sneaking in the backdoor to his files.  How in the hell he was your commander I have no idea cause the dude can’t cover his tracks to save his life.”

              For the second time that night, Jake felt the air rush from his body. She had cleared his name.  Because of her, he could go back home for the first time in a decade.  He could go back to New Orleans for Mardi Gras and see all his old haunts.  He could… he could finally visit Mike’s grave and pay his respects.  He was a free man… and yet…

              “Where is she?”

              Zahra smirked at him.  “She checked in with me after she made the drop at your bar.  You ever been to Morocco?”  Her smirk widened as Jake shook his head.  “Her Highness, Princess Lalla Salma owed me a favor.  You might want to check it out.  I hear the street markets are amazing.”  And just like that, she ended the call.

              It took a second for everything to click, but when it did, Jake was a whirlwind of movement.  Years in the Navy had taught him to pack light and within fifteen minutes, everything he gave a damn about had been shoved into a bag, his apartment was locked up, and he was striding with purpose into the steadily brightening day. “I will find you Princess.” He felt himself mutter.  “You found me and now… now I’m gonna find you.”

Ok so I haven’t done blog rates in forever so why not do it now? :D I felt like i haven’t actually talked to you guys via ask games/etc in a while. 

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6B Big Bad & 6Bx01 Meta

If you listened to @twmp
#37 this week, you heard me mention ‘Memorex’ and the catchphrase from the 1980s ads. I am now using 'Memorex’ as a name holder for the 6b Big Bad.

Here’s a taste of my 6x11/6Bx01 meta post:

* That Voicemail:
Let’s venture for a moment that the voicemail is not from Stiles.
…..wait, what?

Remember during 6A how I repeatedly mentioned that Peter wasn’t showing his eyes, and how the last time we see them is as he is caught by Riders? They are blue in that scene, but for the rest of the season, no matter how intense the fight gets, Peter’s eyes remain human. In the 6B trailer we get a glimpse of Peter flashing his blue 'wolf eyes, apparently at the location of the Guns Blazin’ showdown which is happening later in 6B (I’m guessing 6x19) and that is all we have for his character at this point. All we do know is that we never saw his blue 'wolf eyes during any Hunt interaction.

So….what if Memorex used Peter as an Ubernatural to get back to the “real world”?
Let’s assume Peter is 100% himself until he passes through that barrier, but then *boom* Memorex hops on board and rides Peter out just like Peter is riding the Rider’s horse.
In the 6B trailer, we see Supes with purple eyes, as well as one of them disgorging what looks to be either purple material like wolfsbane or a swarm of purple spiders. I’m going to guess they’re connected and that Memorex would be seen as purple eyes in any Player. Knowing this, Memorex simply doesn’t flash them.
Memorex has been with The Hunt for (assumably) a very long time, doesn’t know what the Hunt knows and can’t reliably access Peter’s thoughts, so it defaults to “parents love their kids, wolves love their packs”-type thinking, hence the 180° on emotions toward Malia, actions to save Scott, all of the odd moments we saw after Peter escapes the Station the first time.

This now could split several ways from 6A endpoint:
A) Memorex bailed out of Peter before the final fight and was already inside another body
B) Memorex took a backseat & let Peter GTFO Beacon Hills
C) Memorex drove Peter to another Player

- In 6A, the merging of the worlds happens 3 months prior to the end of the school year.
- Monroe states she has been speaking to Nolan “over the summer”, meaning she has either been physically around BH or at minimum in contact with some students for a portion of the summer.
- Gerard has, after not being seen since Chris Argent shot his ass in 5B, taken Monroe under his metaphorical wing and possibly sent her back to Beacon Hills on purpose (yeah, she could have already been there/had BH in her sights, but there isn’t any indication of either, yet) to fit a larger agenda.
- In the trailer we see the gang listening to a message while in/around Roscoe that I swore sounded like started in Peter’s voice and ended in Gerard’s, which (if I wasn’t hearing things) could be Memorex using the voices of Players to mock or confuse.
- And back to the Voicemail we are! Ready? You’re going to hate me, but…. Memorex could have been what/why woke Stiles up at the Station. This explains having ability to sound like him. As far as why, it could be to encourage Scott to leave BH in hope of weakening the protection around Beacon, train switch, Nemeton, whatever. The strategy behind this would be sound, especially if Memorex has learned about the BH dynamic itself or was told of it by an ally in the time from escaping the Hunt & leaving the voicemail.
- If that message coming out of Roscoe is from Memorex, being that it happens in the last 2 episodes, does that mean the Faceless Memorex meatsuit is complete and can mimic voices (and possibly faces/people by wearing their skins) or does it mean Memorex is without a body yet able to communicate over radio/frequencies?
{**ARGH OK FINE BRAIN FINE JUST SPIT IT OUT: goddamnit, what if Memorex got out by using the radio signal Stiles communicated with Scott & Lydia on in 6x05? Great, brain, now I have to work a way out to get from A to Z on that and writing off Peter’s lack of eye flash. I’ll do that later in detail, I guess. }

Could Gerard be Memorex? Possibly. But if so, I don’t think Memorex was what started all the things that Gerard had put into motion. I’d posit that Gerard has already been planning a way to strike back at Scott & BH for Kate, Allison, Argent name and the destruction of LA Betê. If anything, Memorex temporarily taking over Gerard is more likely, especially if It is slowly learning how to absorb knowledge or imitate behavior. If anything, I’d guess a chain of control by Memorex that goes Peter —> Kate —> Gerard with unknown Players between (or even after Gerard).

I’m also operating under the theory that Gerard fed the video of Derek to the FBI as well as being the source of Monroe’s information, and that he is the one encouraging Hunters & Dogs (“dogs of war” are mercenaries) to head to BH, thereby forming a three-pronged Pitchfork-led attack: Governmental (FBI) , Supernatural (Hunters) and Residential (“mundanes” aka pitchforks).

Now, as far as what Memorex actually is or was before/during the Wild Hunt……

Power browning out, more on this later.

  • Lay: answer this question, okay?
  • Kai: k.
  • Lay: what do you like to do when you're not busy?
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  • Lay: Jongin...
  • Kai: yes hyung? :)
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  • Kai: ...
  • Lay: ...what?
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  • Lay: "X. Y. Z." see, I can do it too. you can recite the alphabet later Jongin, now answer the question correctly.
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New Year's Eve

-HAPPy nEW YeaR??!!?!


-Are you drunk?


-Maybe you should slow down the alcohol consumption.’


-‘* yOU dont tell ME whatta whatta uuhhDO im gonna keep drinking and ur gonna keep your pie hole shut


-‘I do not have a “pie hole” Dean. If you are referring to my mouth, I do not intend to keep it shut, as you are obviously overly intoxicated.


-Ehh maybe your jus under intoxeeccaattteddd And now i drink


-Okay Dean. Continue making poor decisions.


-Where are you anyway?


-Damn right i will and what’s with this 20 questions? how the hell im supposed to know where I’m at


-Dean, this is serious. Where are you?


-Your incessant intoxication has been getting you into trouble as of late, and I am getting concerned.


-Ah ya know……arrrrrooouuunnddd HANGING OUT drinking a lil bit what’s the big problem ‘ere


-Are you with a woman?


Why?… are you…jealous.



-No, I , I am merely concerned by your whereabouts and- making sure you are not getting yourself into trouble.


-You did not answer my question Dean, are you in the presence of a female?


-Oh yeah Cas partying it up over 'ere its a friggin’ playboy party


-NO cas i am drinking alone in the middle ah know where

Heh care to join in all the fun?


-I not nor read well into sarcasm Dean, but I will take the ladder text as the serious one. You know I do not drink alcohol. However, being with you would not be displeasing.


-Again, I ask where you are?



-South on fout 55

-In my baby outside some depressing ass bar. Try not to get losss buddy


-Well, I shall certainly try not to. I’ll be there shortly.


- ill be waiting


-Okay Dean, but try not to become too intoxicated before my arrival. I need to out a few things away.


-Yea yeah sure fine


-Dean I have arrived at the establishment.

-It is dark however, and I am having difficulty locating your vehicle.


-Can ya see it now?


-I see you, get back in before you hurt yourself.

Cas walked over to Dean’s Car. He isn’t entirely sure why he went there tonight. Usually he just lets Dean do his own thing when he goes out drinking. This time however, Cas is concerned.


“Join me man pick up a beer and jam out to a few of em songs.”

“Dean, I already told you I do not consume alcohol. As an Angel they can cause very adverse effe-“

“Ah pah-lease cas live alil'” *hic*

“You jus hang and let me have the fun.”

As Dean spoak, he had a hard time focusing on Cas and he slurred his words together.

“Okay, thank you.  But would you open the door. I have been standing here for quite some time, and you have not returned to the vehicle as I previously requested. “

“Suuuurree for you cas anything”

“Thank you.”

“SSsssoOOoo ya came here to what? Take care ah me i mean clearly you didn’t come for the booze,” Dean shook his bottle in Cas’s direction as he spoke, spilling its contents onto the floor.

“I came to ensure you stayed out of trouble. I presume you were not with a woman tonight by the looks of it.”

Dean snorted before saying, “Nope only girl i need right here,” He said, patting the dashboard.

“An by the looks of it, idsay ur still jealous.”

“I do not understand how humans give inanimate objects genders. And what would cause me to be jealous,” Cas snapped.

“Ah I dunno guess I must have been wrong then.”

“Yes- yes you were, I see no logical reason for me to be jealous of a female holding your attention.”

Cas turned up the volume for the radio before saying, “Uh-huh cas if thats how ya feel. Ah man this song!”


“I realize you have an affinity foe Led Zepplin, but could you turn it down?”



            Dean turned up the volume even more.

“Why did I even come here?”

“Beats me.”

“The lyrics are quite pleasing, I must admit…”

“…Maybe you jus cant stay away from this face,” Dean said, not paying attention to Cas’s previous comment.

Cas shifted uncomfortably saying,  “If you are asking if I find your face aesthetically pleasing, we have had this conversation before. The symmetry of your features is impressive, in addition to your jawline, lips, and your eyes, the color of which I find ver-“

“Alright, alright Cas I get it, you think I’m hot.”

“I- I did not say 'that’…”

Finishing off another bottle Cas said, “ Uhuhh sure Cas that’s not whtchya said but its what ya meant. C'mon you know what i mean”

“It would not be appropriate for me to think, much less say those kinds of things about you Dean.”

“And haven’t you had enough to drink tonight?”

“DOnt touch my drinks unless ur gona join.”

“And maybe your horizons just need to be widened,” Dean said, gesturing with his arms.

“Ok, fine, I will take one”

“Thank you. But Dean, ‘my horizons?’ I can see the horizon line just fine thank you.”

“Well ya know when you said you cant think things like people being hot I mean come on appropriate? who cares man ,” Dean said nudging Cas’s shoulder, “Drop that heavenly crap and jus let your thoughts go man.”

“I- I can’t,” Cas said, before he took a sip of his beer and turned to look away.

“Ah cas c’mon what is *hic* it… some'n clearly on ur mind .”

Dean scooted closer and pointed his empty beer bottle at Cas saying, “Out with it.”

Taking a few more drinks Cas said, “I-well, it’s complicated. I mean- Dean I can’t just-“

“Uuuggh damnit stop looking away,” Dean said as he reached over, grabbed Dean’s face moving it to face him, “there now if you don wanna talk fine bu it seems ta me you got something big on your mind so spit it out or shut it and spend the res of the night in alcohol and rock.”

Cas finished his beer and grabbed another before saying, :Dean, I don’t think you understand, I can’t just tell you-“

He paused for a moment taking another sip saying, “I- it’s not that simple, it’s not good. I- I’m not good… I- I can’t ruin e-everything.”


“Aright fine, this is why booze is here, drink an forget your troubles… whatever cryptic shit your talkin about.”

“God Dean, could you jus stop, seriously, I- I can’t just- shit!”

Cas left the car quickly and obviously upset about something. He left Dean in the Car confused about what had just happened.

“Ahhh crap,” Dean said as he got out of the Car.

Stumbling towards Cas Dean said, “C-cas hey what the hell is goin on man- hey! will you juss stop walking away or at leas slow down a bit…i…may have had too much ta drink over 'ere”

At this point, the effects of the beer were taking their toll on Cas, “Dean just stop ok, please- just- get ou- away. You don want something  you’ll regret to happen, I’m- jus goin'gg to ruin.”

“Ruin what?”

“N-nothing, I saaid go away,” Cas pushed Dean feebly before giving up on pushing him away.

Before Cas could pull back his arm, Dean grabbed it saying,  “NO now stop messing around and damnit Cas…jus- jus tell me…is…is there something wrong or are ya mad at someone or wha-“

“I, jus- no I’m not mad I just- I just- you, it’s you. I can’t- could you please just go,” Cas said, clearly distraught and sad.

“Whaddya mean me? and no you wanna go then you gotta tell me.”

“Please jus let me go,” Cas said as tears began running down his face.


I cannt do dis now. Just stopp.“

“I real-you don understand- you wont feel the same I know you don- you cant, don make tis harder for m-me than ii already is!”

“Aright arit calm down i can barely understand you come on youdon even know where ya goin jus stay here with me in the car. K,” Dean asked, leading Cas back to the car.

“I wish I nevr came tonigh’t.”

Cas looked at Dean moving closer, “An why dont YOU star talking, *pokes chest* YOU keep making ME talk, I don know people too well but earlier,” Cas poked Dean in the chest saying, “YOU were acting kinda strange like when you arr with come girl you wan to hook up with and all. An why do YOU,” He said poking him again, “Care so much about how I’ feel, an apparently I think your ‘hot’ well-how do YOUUU feel”

“Well hell now your talkin at least…,” Dean sighed before continuing, :Cas, alright, ya know you’re right and I’m just gonna say some stuff an see where it goes but… i-i… well ok you… mean a lot ta me an i fine that i like being aroun ya an stuff and- wow, that sounds pretty  lame, ok, sorry, is just YOU and well i… and i know you probly don even understand bu-z”

“I, Dean- I don’t think I understand what you are tryin'g to say, I- I feel like you. I mean with you I- just feel different, b-ut I, don’t know why.” Cas paused for a moment before saying, “Just- never mind, I didn’t say anything Dean, I’m sorr'y. Just-“

“NO please no, don jus look, what I’m tryin say is tha i care bout you so much and i feel different aroun you too and i never know how to describe it and- and- i’ve'ad way too muchta drink an you probly don know what I’m saying-“

“See an nowe-re both drunk- an you probably don even know what your ssayin here. I know you dont really feel like that cus- wev been friends so I know you- an you- no. Juss stop.”

“I think I should leave now before I say something that’ll screw us up.”

“No! …i mean please don leave…i…i do mean what I’m saying and-and  you-if im understanding right… you might feel the same.”

“Well den justell me wat your thinking then! I cant deal withis- is jus beating around the tree.”


            “I like you Cas. I mean uh…” Dean said before looking the other way.

            Suddenly Dean felt hands wrap around his face and full him over towards the other side, suddenly we lips were on his. He looked at Cas’s whose eyes were closed, and began kissing him back. Dean was in a drunken have and began toying at Cas’s lips with his tongue. Cas let him as their kiss deepened.

            Cas pulled away taking a few deep breaths, “Cas- I… Um,” Dean tried to say, feeling his face flush, “are you su-ure abbou-” he felt Cas’s lips go back over his and he felt fingers run through his hair. Cas once again pulled away, hands still laced through Dean’s hair. Cas looked down and said, “I lo-ave you D-ean.”

            This time, it was Dean who kissed Cas. Dean was overwhelmed with emotion and passion, and he may have been way drunk to top it off.

            Dean slid his tongue past Cas’s lips trying to explore his mouth. Cas let out a moan at the touch as he felt Dean’s tongue on his. Moving his hands onto Dean’s jacket, Cas gripped hard pulling him in closer. After a few minutes Cas made his way onto Dean’s lap and continued kissing him.

            Dean gasped as Cas let his fingers slide through his hair. After a bit, Dean pulled away before continuing his kisses along Cas’s jaw and onto his neck. Sucking on Cas’s neck Dean heard Cas let out a moan as he ground his hips down.

            Dean jerked a bit at the contact and realizing Cas was hard against him. Pulling away he pushed his hips back up to Cas and watched Cas squirm and blush above him.

            “You like that,” Dean asked smirking.

            “Nhgg,” Cas replied as Dean continued grinding his hips up.

Smiling, Dean pulled Cas back in and began kissing him again. This time he nipped at Cas’s lip and sucked on it a few times, causing Cas to whimper in response. Eventually, Cas felt Dean’s hands tugging at the hem of his shirt, lifting it free from his waistline. He felt Dean continuing and unbuttoning his shirt. Once Dean pulled off the shirt, tie, and jacket, he let his hands run lightly up and down Cas’s torso.

            Cas’s back arched at the touch as he pushed his chest closer to Dean. His skin felt on fire under Dean’s touch. Cas gasped as he felt Dean’s fingers glide over his nipples. Taking notice, Dean began kissing down Cas’s chest and slowly licked one of his nipples and began rubbing the other with his hand.

            Dean continued by sucking on Cas nipple causing the other man to rock his hips onto Dean’s.

            “Dean,” Cas breathed out.

            Removing his mouth Dean asked, “What, you ok?”

He slowly rubbed Cas’s nipped before Cas continued, “I need-“

            Cas stopped talking suddenly and groaned before kissing Dean hard. After a few moments, Cas pulled back and Dean asked, “What do you need?”

            “I need –ou to touch me.”

            Dean immediately had his hands back on Cas’s torso exploring his body. He continued working on Cas’s nipples with his mouth as he rubbed a hand up and down Cas’s spine. Above him, Cas was rocking into him as he let out soft moans and grunts.

            After a few minutes, Dean slid a hand down Cas’s stomach and he palmed Cas’s erection.

            “D-ean,” Cas moaned out, as he bucked his hips forward grinding against Dean’s hand.

            “I think, ‘ere gonna need to find some’ere else to do this,” Dean breathed, noticing how hard his erection was beginning to strain against his pants.

            Before he could let out another word, Cas had moved them, back to their motel room and had pushed him over on the bed.

            Cas began kissing Dean hard as he began pulling Dean’s shirt off. Sitting up after removing his shirt, Dean grabbed onto Cas’s back letting his fingers trace over his muscles as he kissed Cas’s chest.

            Cas stood up quickly pulling Dean up with him. “I bel’eve we need to remove the ‘est of our clothing,” Cas slurred.

            Cas felt Dean’s hands quickly begin undoing his belt before pulling his pants and underwear off. After Cas stepped out of his clothes and removed his socks he watched as Dean looked him up and down.

            Dean smiled as he began removing the rest of his clothes. Once he was fully naked, he led Cas back to the bed climbing on top of the Angel.

            Dean began kissing Cas’s chest as his hands ran down his sides. Dean began licking one of Cas’s nipples and playing with the other. Cas began gasping as he felt Dean’s lips playing with him. He felt Dean suck and kiss his nipple causing him to unwind beneath him.

            After a few minutes Dean began kissing Cas lover and lover before he kissed the hear od Cas’s dick causing Cas to moan. Dean looked up at Cas for permission before he took him in his mouth and began slowly sucking. He let his tongue lick the underside of Cas’s cock as he moved back and forth, in and out. Dean felt Cas’s hand in his hair rather quickly and felt Cas squirming beneath him.

            “D-ean,” Cas breathed, “Just hurry up- if you d-on’t s-stop I’m gonna-“

            Dean quickly pulled up letting Cas regain composure.

            After a bit Dean said, “Are you ready to keep going?”

            Cass nodded and Dean continued, “Im going to put a finger in you, ok?”

            After Cas nodded again, Dean placed his finger at Cas’s entrance and moved it around a bit, getting used to it being there. He slowly began pushing his finger, causing Cas to let out a gasp.

            “You ok?”

            “Yea, just keep going.”

            Dean worked his finger all the way, letting it rest there for a bit. He then began moving it in and out. He looked up and saw cas trying to control himself as he let out small ghasps.

            “I’m putting in another finger.”

            Dean slid in a second finger causing Cas to gasp out in pain.

            “I’m sorry, should I-“

            “No, just keep going, please.”

            Dean began working both fingers in and out, twisting his fingers as he went. Soon, Cas was getting used to his fingers and Dean began scissoring them. He began pushing his fingers faster and harder and quickly he found Cas’s prostate. He heard Cas let out a loud moan. Dean smiled and began focusing on that spot.

            “D-ean,” Cas groaned, “If you sont s-top-“

            Dean removed his fingers and grabbed Cas’s hips, pulling the Angel closer to him.

            “Are you sure you want this?”

            “Dean, I’ve wanted this for years, yes.”

            Dean slowly pushed in, pausing to allow Cas to adjust. Then Dean pulled back before quickly pushing back in. He continued rolling his hips in and out as he felt his body becoming closer and closer. Underneath him Cas was gasping every time Dean moved.

            Dean loved watching Cas’s face as he fucked him.He bent over and began kissing Cas, sucking on his jaw as they moved together.

            Eventually Dean found Cas’s prostate once again as Cas loudly gasped. Dean degan moving faster and harder at that angle. He felt himself coming closer and closer and he could tell the same thing was happening to Cas.

            “Dean- I’m gonna-“

            Cas moaned as Dean hit his prostate again Causing Cas’s body to tense up as he came across their chests. Dean kept moving and he felt Cas’s body tightening around his dick. Pushing in once more, Dean felt himself release as he shot his hear back moaning.

            After a few minutes settling down, Dean pulled out and rolled over next to Cas. He kissed Cas lightly on his lips before pushing back some of the hair on Cas’s forehead.

            “You know I love you Cas,” Dean said out of breath.

            Cas smiled before kissing Dean back passionately.

            “I love you too, I always had.”

            Dean smiled, intertwine Cas’s hand with his before he quickly kissed him once again. Wrapping his arm over Cas’s chest he closed his eyes. He knew tomorrow he was going to have one hell of a hangover, but it would be the best hangover he would ever had. And it was definitely worth it.            

RUKI  A  TO  Z  INTERVIEW [Stuppy 2014  June Vol.1] 〜part 2

[click here for part 1]

O - OVERSEAS: Do you like it overseas?
Overseas? I guess, there are lot of places to be discovered. I don’t think I’d wanna live there. I love Japan. And it’s so clean, too. I don’t really like the toilets or the smell of the rooms abroad, you know.
What if it were just for a short term study abroad?
Perhaps Hawaii or South Korea. Some place that’s not too far away from Japan.

P - PHONE: The people you often call?
I don’t. I guess, guys do have that image that they don’t talk on the phone so much. As for girls, I really wonder why they always have those long phone calls? That’s a mystery, isn’t it? I guess it’s cause for guys the phone is just a tool to get in touch with people.

Q - QUIET (silence): Are there times you wish for silence? Or times you want to be alone?
When we’re recording, there are usually a lot of staff members around, but I’m really good at fading them out and being alone in my head. Also when we’re rehearsing, I can make myself feel like there’s no one but me.
But that doesn’t mean that you’re rejecting everyone, right?
Yeh. It’s not like I’m in a bad mood and don’t let people near me or that I make those kinds of situations worse, but it’s strictly my own affair, an issueinside myself. I’m the type of person that can quickly switch inside myself, so I don’t expressly ask for silence or some alone time.

R - ROOM: What’s the ideal house/room for you?
I don’t just want one big room, I want several of them. And I want them all to be different. A distinctive room for my hobbies, a room where it would be easy for me to work, a bedroom with a night sky, a homey living room and I’d want a Japanese-style room where I’d pay a lot of attention to the finest details. Something like that would be nice. I guess, above all I really want that unique Japanese-style room. And this has nothing to do with it, but lately I’m interested in Japanese swords and I’m extremely into those I watched on Youtube. So, I guess I also want a room for a Japanese sword collection.

S - SMELLS: Are there any smells you like?
There are. The smell before winter comes. I really love the smell of fragrant olives. Or whenever I smell that sweet smell that’s in the cold, icy air, the words “Aah, it’s almost winter!” just leave my mouth instinctively. And I also love that tender smell before spring comes.

T - TEAR: When have you cried lately?
Recently, when we were on tour, I watched a program on hide-San on Youtube and cried. I was watching it while thinking “it’s really been so long already, huh…”. While I was watching, I remembered a lot of things and thought of my own age (?) and I spontaneously ended up crying. I was surprised myself. the tears were just streaming down my cheeks.
Was that a LIVE?
Yeh. a LIVE. (?) I dunno, I just ended up thinking about many different things. like “I wonder, what hide-san was thinking”.

U - UFO: Do you believe in UFOs?
I don’t just believe in them, I’ve actually seen one. It’s true. It wasn’t a mistake in my vision or something.
Wasn’t it just a light reflection of something?
No. You would think that. Like, this must be a mistake. There was some shining and it disappeared. Besides, it wasn’t just one, you know. There were 4. A strong red light went on. It’s true, I swear. I wasn’t alone when I saw it, my parents saw it too. It wasn’t seaward side, but toward the mountains. And it didn’t make the sound a plane would have made. That was definitely a UFO! But you know, even though I believe in UFOS, it’s hard to think that there are other people living in the universe.
Well, that UFO has to be run by someone, right?
That’s why it’s so mysterious, isn’t it?
That way of thinking is what’s so mysterious.
No. That’s not what I mean. Let’s assume there really are people living in the universe, do you think they’d be able to drive/operate a UFO?
Well, UFOs are flying cause someone is able to operate them, right? Though that was never the topic of those talks that unfold controversy and debates, I think (laugh).
No, this is actually quite an important and essential matter. They say, there are a lot of creatures in the deep see that we don’t know anything about yet. Did you know it’s said that there are human-shaped creatures in the deep sea? No matter how you look at it, it’s sort of combined (laugh) with something like “wouldn’t it be super scary if creatures like that really existed?” (?) But I personally love creatures like that.  I can’t help it, I’m just really interested in freemasonry like that, that’s why.

V - VALENTINE: A valentine’s day memory?
Hmm, I think I just received the usual. That obligatory gift-chocolate (as opposed to chocolate given to a boy out of genuine sentiment).
Obligatory gift-chocolate?
Definitely. You know, obligatory chocolate you get out of decency. Cause I think, when I was little a girl gave me chocolate on valentine’s day and that was certainly for status and all (?). Such is life. I remember that one time when I was in elementary school that girl from my neighborhood who was my childhood friend brought some of that obligatory-chocolate all the way to my house.
Well, if she troubled herself to come all the way to your house, it wasn’t really out of obligation, was it?
No, it was definitely obligatory chocolate. Because even though I liked “Kit-Kat” she brought me “Apollo” (laugh).
So, if it had been chocolate out of genuine sentiment she would have known which chocolate you liked, right?
Exactly (laugh). Ah well, it’s a sweet memory.

W - WAR: What about memories of fights/quarrels?
Fights, I like watching them.
That’s an unpleasant preference, isn’t it?
Ahahaha. I mean, don’t you get curious? You know, like “how will this fight be settled?” There are often people fighting in street corners, aren’t there? Whenever I see people like that, I always end up watching them. Wondering, how that fight will end. Or you know like people who grumble and complain about clerks at convenience stores? They’re like “what the hell are you saying?” and stuff and I always think to myself “how is the clerk gonna settle the matter?”, walk into a small corner and listen carefully to their quarrel (laugh).
Ok, this hobby is getting more and more unpleasant as we’re going along (laugh)
Ahahaha. yeh, it’s true (laugh). But you know, it’s not like I feel good about fights. But isn’t it amazing that you can feel reluctant about something that has nothing to do with yourself? It’s something that’s not happening in regard to yourself and you still get such an uncomfortable feeling, I just think, it has a really negative aura.
So you end up analyzing that too?
Yeh, I do. Like “that clerk is being talked to like this but what is he/she thinking?” Basically, I just love thinking and reflecting on things, you know (laugh).

X -  X-DAY (that one day): What is the X-DAY according to you? For example, the day you will die or get married or your children are born?
Rather than my own, I may more often be thinking about Japan’s X-DAY. What will happen? In terms of economics I just feel that whatever will be will be, but like various environmental destruction issues, you know. I mean, it’s in the news and people make much of it but there’s always some things that are not reported. It’s like “Huh? What ever became of that discussion?” and it’s just left to chance. Kinda looks like people are waiting for it to weather and the memory of it to fade. That’s scary, isn’t it? Like “what will happen? and if there’s a big issue that concerns the world they wouldn’t just hide it, right?” Occasionally there are times when I get really frightened. It’s not like that X-DAY will come closer before we know it and they will suddenly announce it, right? Still, I don’t think that while we are alive it will get that far but I think about what will happen in the times of the children that are being born now and it sure scares me, you know.

Y - YET: Something you still couldn’t clear/purify until this vey day?
I guess, I still wasn’t able to produce music that made me think “now I can quit.” 
And after you’ve achieved that, you’ll think “now it’s ok to quit”?
hmm. there are places when I think “what do I treat as an achievement?”, but there also those where the summit is not clear and unknown, so this is kinda difficult (?). 

Z - ZOO: The CD jacket of BEAUTIFUL DEFORMITY was covered with animals, wasn’t it?
Right. That last film we showed at the end of our LIVES during the BEAUTIFUL DEFORMITY tour made a samsara (endless cycle of death and rebirth) kind of impression, an image where the 5 bodies got entangled in. You know, like being in a loop.
I see. So it was also a representation of life then. By the way, do you like animals?
I do, I love them. You know how animals can’t speak? (?) That’s really cute, isn’t it? Like they seem as if they want to say something. I think that’s just really cute (?). Like when they just look at you in silence and wag their tails. I end up thinking “what is the little guy thinking wagging its tail like that?” I don’t think I’d find them as cute if they could speak fluently, you know.
Ahahaha. That’s a typical Ruki-ish way of thinking.
Also, there’s an animal that really caught my eye lately. The fennec (shows a picture he saved on his phone)
What’s that? A cat?
No, it’s a fox. It also wags its tail, this one. It’s like the cutest parts of a cat and a dog combined, right? And the ears are big and cute, too. Makes you think “is there really an animal that picks the best parts of both!?“ It’s too cute, isn’t it? You know, now I wanna go to a zoo that has fennecs. That’s my number one dream right now (laugh). Reptiles, however, are impossible. So are insects. I like ugly animals. I always end up wondering what they think about having been born with this face? 
The outcome? You’re still thinking about it, huh (laugh)
Yeh, I am (laugh).

[note: I marked the one’s I was kinda confused about with a (?) but other than those it should be fine ^_^]

XY and Z 22

As usual with episodes focused on Serena, here I am. As usual also, an episode Serena-focused meant an extra of effort by the animators so even the art was enjoyable.

Some high points:

  • Now more than ever is evident that Ash would be fkin dead without his XY family. He owes Serena and the Bergamot siblings a few (this is not the first time they save his reckless as$).
  • Totally unrelated to today’s topic but, after a closer watch, that over thing Clemont invented for when they camp is actually awesome.
  • As predicted, Serena dressing as Ash was not just some unjustified act, Jimmy was actually being annoying and wouldn’t let Ash recover so Serena wanted to get rid of him (because she also knew that if she told Ash about the battle challenge he would want to take it, half dead and all hah).
  • Serena emulating Ash speaking manne, even in voice tone ftw.
  • Serena bonding with pikachu and actually being able to understand him. Bless.
  • ”I’ve been watching Ash’s battles closer than anyone, haven’t I?”. Canon that Serena actually studies Ash battles and that’s the reason she’s able to emulate her style.
  • Eureka teasing Serena “Do your best, Ash~” 
  • -Ash: *is in pajamas*
    -Serena: *throws hat to him* Ok now you can battle with dignity.
    Totally what happened. ^^^^^^^^ (that smirk tho).
  • Jimmy being amazed by Serena skills, a well owed recognition she has been deserving for some time already. Also being doki doki for her.


  • Jimmy, an actual great character of the day. And that includes his pikachu.
Hawks Nest My Chemical Romance interview SEPT 20TH 2002
  • This was done on September 20, 2002 outside of the Hawk's Nest. It was a full moon.
  • Josh: This has nothing to do with anything, but what if vampires really do hurt me?
  • Gerard: Umm...
  • Mikey: Ut-oh.
  • Gerard: No, I promise you, they will never. Umm... Yeah. I don’t have an answer for that.
  • Frank: And you don’t get a refund on the CD.
  • Ray: Then you get to live for a really long time.
  • Gerard: Yeah, exactly. It’s kind of cool actually.
  • (silence)
  • Frank: I think he’s waiting for a better answer.
  • Gerard: Ok, let’s introduce ourselves.
  • Mikey: Ok, I’m Mikey and I play bass.
  • Gerard: I’m Gerard, I sing.
  • Frank: I’m Frank, I play guitar and scream.
  • Matt: I’m Matt, I play drums.
  • Ray: I’m Ray, I play guitar.
  • Josh: And what if vampires really do hurt me?
  • Gerard: Oh, come on. With the vampires again... You’re not getting your money back.
  • Ray: Call our entertainment lawyer.
  • Josh: Ok, this is a serious question now. You guys are from New Jersey, so, given that, what if vampires really do hurt me?
  • (everyone laughs)
  • Gerard: You know what we’re gonna do? We’re gonna tie you up, take you in our van to downtown Newark...
  • Matt: You might not meet your first vampire, but you’ll meet something else.
  • Gerard: That’s what happens if we get that question again.
  • (I whisper to Clair to get her to ask it)
  • Ray: Is he gonna ask it one more time?
  • Gerard: I can see you, dude.
  • Josh: I know.
  • Gerard: He’s asking her right in front of us.
  • (everyone has a good laugh)
  • Josh: Ok, this seriously has nothing to do with vampires anymore.
  • Frank: What if vampires really do hurt me? I hope they hurt you.
  • Josh: Werewolves... No, I’m kidding.
  • (everyone laughs)
  • Gerard: That’s so weird, we were talking about that today. We have a side project called Wolfen and we were going to play because we only play during full moons.
  • Mikey: Yeah, only during full moon cycles.
  • Josh: Is it full right now?
  • Ray: Yeah.
  • Gerard: That’s why we were going to play as Wolfen tonight.
  • (Mikey is drinking an entire bottle of Pepto Bismol and everyone makes reference to it)
  • (There are two breaks here- the tape recorder gets paused twice- and I remember why the second time but not the first)
  • Josh: When I first heard the name My Chemical Romance, I thought it was going to be techno. Do you get that a lot?
  • Mikey: We played Philadelphia once, and they called us the Chemical Brothers. And we didn’t even draw as the Chemical Brothers.
  • (everyone laughs)
  • Mikey: It was one of our first shows, and I’m sure people knew that the Chemical Brothers weren’t playing the Fire.
  • Gerard: We really just wanted a name that wouldn’t sound like any other. There are a lot of trends in names right now. We tried to stay away from that. We went through five or six different names, a couple of them are actually band names now with different bands.
  • Frank: One is a song title for Thursday.
  • Gerard: Yeah, a Thursday song title is very close to one of the original names we were going to use. But... Yeah, we get a lot of Brit-pop. People think that we’re Brit-pop. That’s kind of cool.
  • Josh: But you are Brit-pop.
  • Gerard: Yeah, basically.
  • Josh: I want to go back to New Jersey, but I’m not going to bring up vampires again.
  • Gerard: Ok, good. ‘Cause you know what happens to you if you bring that up again.
  • Frank: You’re gonna go to Jersey.
  • (everyone laughs)
  • Gerard: Yeah, the seedy side... Where we’re from.
  • Josh: It seems like there was a time when every band was coming out of New Jersey, and that may still be happening now but people stopped paying so much attention now. At one time, it seemed like everything was coming out of Jersey and now it’s kind of died down. Like it’s ok to be from Jersey again or something.
  • Gerard: Yeah, I think that what happened was Thursday and Saves the Day broke, and they’re Jersey bands. Then there was a shitload of Jersey bands coming out at the time, and the ones doing really well were opening a lot of doors.
  • Josh: And Midtown.
  • Gerard: And Midtown. So I think people took their attention away from the emerging New Jersey bands for a while, and concentrated more on the bands that were doing well. And I think that since those bands have kind of been doing well for a while now, they’re kind of focusing back on Jersey again and what’s coming from New Jersey next. So I definitely see excitement building on Jersey again.
  • Frank: There are a lot of good bands in New Jersey.
  • Gerard: There are a lot of good bands coming out.
  • Josh: Like the Break.
  • Gerard: the Break.
  • Frank: the Break. December.
  • Gerard: Prevent Falls. the Banner. the June Spirit. Sense Failed- they just got signed to Drive Thru, we’re really happy for them. I’m sure there are more, we’ll think of them later on.
  • Frank: E-Town Concrete.
  • Josh: I heard about this singer/song writer from Jersey called Bruce Springsteen.
  • Frank: He sucks.
  • Gerard: I heard a demo and I think if maybe they put in some studio money, he’d be better.
  • Josh: So now, aside from being from Jersey, you’re on Eyeball Records. Which is the “birthplace of Thursday”. And then Geoff actually produced your CD too. Are you concerned that being from Jersey and on Eyeball, then on top of it to have Geoff in there, that people will just pass you off as like, “Oh, this band is like Thursday”? I honestly don’t think you sound like Thursday at all.
  • Gerard: That’s the thing. I think he wanted to be involved because it didn’t sound like them. The cool thing about Eyeball is they don’t sign bands that sound like Thursday. We work pretty close at their office, we’ll do our mail order sometimes, and we just try to help them. There are only two guys- Mark and Alex- who run it. They do a ton of fucking work. They get a ton of demos all the time. Everyone of them sounds exactly like Thursday. And they sign none of them.
  • Frank: Yeah, if you sound like Thursday, don’t send your demo to us.
  • Gerard: Because he won’t sign you. There are a lot of bands I’m not going to mention that got signed, but they’re not signed by Eyeball.
  • Frank: Yeah, since we don’t really sound like Thursday, we haven’t really gotten any of that backlash.
  • Gerard: I think we only get compared to them very rarely and when people do it without actually listening to our record.
  • (a little pause)
  • Gerard: You got this smile on your face like you’re going to ask about vampires again.
  • (Mikey continues to drink Pepto)
  • Josh: I was going to go into vampires next, but now you blew it...
  • Gerard: You know what’s gonna happen so you gotta think of something else. We don’t have much room in that van, but it doesn’t matter, we’ll shove you in.
  • Josh: Do you guys wanna be goth?
  • Gerard: Umm... No, no we don’t.
  • Ray: We just wanna be dark.
  • Gerard: I know it’s gonna happen, but we haven’t gotten any goth comparisons yet. But we’re basically like the Misfits...
  • Frank: We have been called fags though.
  • Gerard: Yes.
  • Mikey: Speak for yourself, g.
  • Frank: Just because you don’t hear it doesn’t mean it doesn’t happen.
  • Gerard: And I’m a big fan of the Damned, so I guess I’m as goth as the Damned. The Damned is not a goth band, they’re a punk rock band. They just like dark shit. We like bats, they like dracula. Some people might be assuming that we might be, but we’re obviously not. We tried to play a goth club once though, just for fun, and because we have that whole vampire thing.
  • Josh: Were there vampires there?
  • Frank: Yeah.
  • Gerard: There’s this place in Newark that’s full of vampires. Jersey is full of vampires. They get together and play those roleplaying games, and then they think they’re really vampires so they sit around and drink each others’ blood.
  • Frank: I saw that shit on Ricki Lake, dude.
  • Josh: Do they come to your shows?
  • Gerard: Umm, no.
  • Frank: A couple. A couple goth kids started coming to our shows.
  • (an im received noise is heard)
  • Josh: That was an im!
  • (everyone laughs)
  • Gerard: Someone is fucking popular up there. But we don’t really get any goth crowds at our shows. We get a few here and there, but they probably get turned off by the sound.
  • Josh: There has actually been a lot of talk surrounding you lately, and hopefully around this time next year you’re going to be a lot bigger.
  • Gerard: But we’re staying indie. Just for the record, there’s been a lot of talk around our label and about us, but we’re staying on Eyeball and we’re staying indie. I just wanted to say that.
  • Josh: I think people are going to start buying your music and know it.
  • Frank: If they can get a fucking copy.
  • Josh: Now, you guys are probably going to be big soon- going back to that- and I've been working on some music of my own and I was wondering if I could sample some on you accapella.
  • Gerard: Ok.
  • Josh: (singing) It's getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes.
  • (everyone kind of looks around, not sure what to say)
  • Mikey: Do some Jay Z.
  • Josh: Well, will Eyeball sign me?
  • Frank: No, you sound too much like Thursday.

Look at that beautiful editing I did at 5 am, wow!!!! 

Anyway, it’s been so long since I’ve done one of these and I’ve unfollowed and followed a hella lot of new people ever since then so, here it is!!!! (ps: if ur on here and we dont talk it means i think you’re Really Cool, okay. Also, I might edit this bc I feel like I forgot people…… i’m sorry…….)

# ● A ● B ● C 

0w0b aatrox aercosm ahrismilkymounds autisticluteces axelas babyoaky big-bad-warwick chocolachao c9meteos clgdoublelifts 

D ● E ●  F

dianalift  dogmatism eroticpony ezioleos forte-and-a-half foughtandfell 

G ●  H ●  I

gurodroid garrussexkarian hawkesenpai hawkelahawke hyper-weapon imbonzaii inuis 

J ● K ● L

lesbiangf liimperatrice likeanahmed loschicas

M  ● N  ● O

meliong moewave morgkin namcobandai nantarakantara nicolitis nisuyaka nunu-bot

P ●  Q ●  R

prinsep queer-anders rokurin raspbeary reveckorianna rendslaughterdevour regalyan

S ● T ● U ● V

sardothiiens sailorlux shadycloud shalistera shinysylveon somebodynotcool spaceoperetta spellthieves starrysailor summonerjolan sweetgarrus tablechan teamsolomeme talldarkandmoee viziermalzahar

W ● X ● Y ● Z

wwitchofthewilds  yiliangpeng zados zev-ran zeppelis

Drama CD preview translation

slaine: what a wonderful room! look, Harklight-san, it’s tatami! tatami!
hark: so, this is what you’d call a traditional Japanese room.
slaine: I’d heard that you can’t expect much from inns reserved for school trips, but that wasn’t the case at all!
hark:yes, indeed–ah, please sit, slaine-sama. I’ll make some tea.
slaine: p-please stop with the “slaine-sama”, harklight-san… we’re both students of the same school, and the same year!
hark: but you are someone who, soon after transferring, crushed the delinquent Trillram-senpai and Femieanne-senpai… for a humble student like me to call you so lightly…
slaine: ah…. I wouldn’t call it “crushed”, how would I put it…
hark: such humility! ahh, it’s an unbelievable honor to be able to share a room during a school trip like this with the slaine-sama I admire! [tea] here you are.
slaine: t-thank you! and really, I’m glad I got to know a diligent and kind person like you, Harklight-san. Please take care of me during this trip.
hark: Likewise.

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anonymous asked:

but why did jade had to take it with her tho? now z*** stans will bash her and perrie at every chance they get


  1. JADE DID NOT TOOK THE SIGN, the event hosts gave it to her at the exit (it was confirmed by people who attended).
  2. even if she saw what was the content lmao isn’t zayn irrelevant for little mix now? he ain’t related to perrie anymore y’all can chill now, it’s not like his stans haven’t said the exact same thing about little mix the past 4 years anyways.

An A-Z Guide to Making Your Indie Rock Band Not Suck in 2014

Indie dudes in indie bands: Can you just put everything down and stop for a second? Literally everyone else making music: You are OK. Carry on with what you are doing. Jazz singers, old guys in shitty blues cover bands, art kids layering their voices into shimmering soundscapes usingMelodyne, next-levelers coming up with drone metal/Philly disco hybrids, Satanic choirs, DJs who perform using wind-up gramophones… literally everyone except indie dudes in indie bands, just keep on keeping on. (Note: for the purposes of this article, girls can be dudes too.) This A-to-Z is of no use to you. You are already saved: go treat yourself to a Snickers.

Now, indie dudes, I’ve got something for you to read. Print it out and put it on your fridge Or just continue to stare out of the window, composing lyrics about your ex who won’t give you your skateboard back and coming up with chord changes that even that bald Mormon sex-case Will Oldham would have thrown away for being too insipid. The choice is yours.

A is for Anarchy: In all creative enterprises there is no authority greater than yourself. The second you start chasing fads you are dead in the water artistically. Plus, unless you’re extremely lucky, it won’t do you any commercial favors either. For example, if your unsigned band has a triangle in its name as a replacement for the letter A, why not instead form a new band that dresses in giant turd costumes and hats made out of plastic dog shit and rename yourself Fecal Fred and the Fucking Turd Hats? You will literally have more of a chance of getting signed and acquiring an audience than you will by chasing after 2009’s lamest and most insubstantial trend. Think for yourself—it doesn’t cost anything.

B is for Bullshit: Don’t believe in rock mythology. None of it is true. Wayne Coyne of the Flaming Lips penned such classics as “Should We Keep the Severed Head Awake??” and “Oh My Pregnant Head (Labia in the Sunlight),” but do you know how many times he took LSD ever? Four times. When I was in a band (who you will not have heard of), we used to take LSD at every practice. The more scientifically-minded among you will be able to find some correlation between these two facts.