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𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒂-𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓

check the 10h of your solar return chart! that house shows where you leaped the highest this year: your achievements, visibility, career shifts, and the moments you proved something to yourself!

𝟏𝟎𝒉 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒓 (𝟒°, 𝟏𝟔°, 𝟐𝟖°) 𝒂𝒏𝒅/𝒐𝒓 𝟏𝟎𝒉 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒓: your biggest wins this year were rooted in home, care, emotional labor, and/or personal stability. you could have moved homes, redecorated, renovated, or upgraded your living space. or improved your financial stability through saving, budgeting, or securing something long-term like insurance, benefits, and/or a retirement plan. or established healthier work–life boundaries. maybe took care of family matters: supporting a parent, helping a sibling, resolving conflict, or stepping into a role of responsibility. or started/strengthened a home-based business, side hustle, or creative project that runs out of your personal space. maybe healed something like childhood patterns, attachment issues, or emotional habits that once held you back. or improved your health routines, sleep habits, and/or stress management to better stabilize your overall life.

𝟏𝟎𝒉 𝒗𝒊𝒓𝒈𝒐 (𝟔°, 𝟏𝟖°) 𝒂𝒏𝒅/𝒐𝒓 𝟏𝟎𝒉 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒚: you may have improved your work efficiency (refined systems, created better workflows, cleaned up processes, or organized chaos at your job). maybe you learned new skills that improved your career or confidence: writing, software, certifications, courses, or professional training. got recognition for your reliability, accuracy, or ability to handle complicated tasks others avoid. maybe you became the go-to person for advice, editing, troubleshooting, planning, or managing details. maybe you streamlined your finances, created a budget, set up auto-payments, tracked spending, or just finally got organized with money. you could've wrote something important (reports, emails, content, essays, scripts, posts, pitches, etc).

𝟏𝟎𝒉 𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒏 (𝟏𝟎°, 𝟐𝟐°) 𝒂𝒏𝒅/𝒐𝒓 𝟏𝟎𝒉 𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏: your achievements came in the form of hitting a major career milestone (promotion, title change, bigger responsibilities, or finally getting recognition for long-term effort). maybe you completed something big that took months of commitment - a project, program, certification, or long-term goal. maybe you improved your long-game planning, like starting retirement savings, insurance, or long-term financial structures. or maybe you let go of something like a draining obligation, a toxic dynamic, or a workload that was crushing you.

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So Quackity has a new translation app called Dababel, and here's what it says about itself on the website:

Talk to anyone, in any language. Near Real-Time Text and Voice Translation for calls, meetings, travel, and gaming, all from your phone or computer, with Dababel.

And that is very impressive! It's something that's been desperately needed for probably, like, forever, and it's something that we all know has been a passion project of his for probably his entire life.

But, before we all jump on the Dababel Bandwagon, it's our responsibility and right as consumers to examine the app and determine for ourselves whether or not it's worth giving our money to.

This post will be examining some of the more... questionable aspects about Dababel as it stands now on 7/9/2025 (July 9, for those who aren't American.) This is not a post meant to tear down Quackity or his team, but it isn't a post to hype them up, either. It's an objective look at a service being advertised to us.

For legal clarification, I must state that I am a paralegal student and nothing said in this post can be considered legal opinion or advice. I am simply collecting information about Dababel and sharing it with potential consumers.

#quackity #qsmp #tagging those because well. he fucking did lmao #but yeah don't take this as me being overly critical #i'm just hesitant and analyzing everything

Something that I’ve been thinking a lot about is how STYX uses technology to simulate magic (I can’t remember the exact word), and most of the workers there are either non-mages or have very weak magic, right?

Do you think that means it’s a place of employment Yuu could intern at, provided they remain in Twisted Wonderland for whatever reason? Or even get a permanent job at? They would fit the job requirements, and have experience dealing with Overblots and Phantoms. Plus it’d be a job that Grim could help with, too, given what they believe his purpose is (and then they can remain a package deal!)

I don’t think there’s a term for tech which simulates magic in Twst. You might be thinking of technomancy? But that isn’t simulating magic so much as it is the crossroads of magic and technology (working in tandem, not one leading to the other). For example, the coding program Idia and Riddle use in late book 7 to code a protective spell is probably classified as technomancy, and pieces of technology infused with magic are products of technomancy.

And yes, it’s canon that most Styx employees are either non-mages or have very low levels of magic. This is because they are always around or researching blot, and it minimizes your chances of OBing or being negatively affected by the blot.

I think Styx could be a place Yuu interns at, but it’d depend on a variety of other factors like grades, specialty courses, performance in relevant courses… potentially recommendation letters, interviews, and practical or skills-based tests, similar to an actual internship or job application. Styx is a secret organization with tons of resources at their fingertips. I’d imagine they can afford to be highly selective with applicants.

I don’t think Yuu would be accepted just because they claim to have been present for 9ish OBs, especially when the game keeps it very vague how (if at all) Yuu contributes to these situations. More recently (late book 7), Yuu implies that they feel useless + like they cannot contribute to battles. Twst seems to imply Yuu is more of a strategist than an actual combatant, but this unfortunately isn’t stressed or brought up as a relevant detail all that often. Even then, the strategizing and leading Yuu does is extremely varied and is sometimes displaced for others taking charge or coming up with ideas. (For example, Idia hatches the plan to take down OB!Malleus in book 7.) Does this truly count as “dealing” with the overblots in a significant enough capacity to put down in a resume?

Either way, I really don’t think Yuu necessarily meets the requirements for a Styx internship right now. Styx is a very technology-focused organization, so I’d imagine Yuu would need to specialize in that area or some other area which would be useful to Styx. For example, Malleus is interning in the Magic Analysis and Research branch, which involves deciphering old texts and restoring artifacts. If Yuu wanted to go into this branch too, then they’d need to master ancient languages and potentially get experience with artifact restoration. If Yuu intended to become a Ferryman (so they can get a cool suit of armor, hoverboard, and oar), then I’d imagine they would need physical conditioning and other training to learn how to use Styx’s weapons and tech.

Styx isn’t the only option on the table for Yuu (and Grim!) either. NRC has internship offerings which don’t require magic. For example, Vil is going to be acting, Anippola worked for an amusement park, etc. (And this makes sense, as 90% of the human population are non-mages; this means most industries and businesses are made with employing and catering to non-mages in mind.) Depending on what career path Yuu is considering, they could very well look at other non-magical options. Maybe there would be alternaties offered to them, since they're a special case? For example, I've played around with the idea of Yuu submitting a "final project" on friendship instead of doing an internship.

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Transformers Ratchet x human Reader attempted suicide

How you ended up in this situation is a mess.

You had jumped into a situation you had no right to.

You're well versed in medicine, mostly due to your accident prone dare devil personality.

Your parents started you in red cross classes as a pre teen. Stop the bleed, CPR training, the likes.

You spent your time reading about medicine. It was what you needed.

You read like there was no tomorrow. You tried to learn everything you could.

Medicine ended up being one of the topics you studied in your spare time. You wanted to learn as much as you could.

You wanted to understand the world around you.

You took to mechanics as well. As time went on your parents became more distant.

You'd spend more time outside of your house as opposed to inside where you'd get yelled at for every little thing.

You found comfort in a junkyard.

Taking apart the cars all over the yard and putting them back together.

You'd sneak in with a flash light and a set of tools. Your ratchets the most impactful in taking apart the tools.

Which is how you ended up curled up in seats of one of the cars in the yard. It looked pretty new compared to the others.

You almost didn't want to touch it, but the beautiful yellow car was nothing short of a miracle. You crawled inside and curled up on the seat.

Falling asleep in minutes.

Deciding it best to wait till morning to take it apart when you had more sun.

However when you opened your eyes you most certainly were not in the back seat of a car at the junkyard.

You're on a really crappy couch surrounded by 3 children.

Their voices pulling you out of your sweet sweet sleep.

"Uh..Bee? Who is that? Is that... another stray?" you hear one of the kids say.

Then you hear some beeps and whistles which cause you to sit up.

What the fuck is going on here.

Then a girls voice yells out, "You let her sleep in you?!"

The girl's quite cute, her voice is a bit squeaky as she yells though.

Another boy speaks up, "She's fine it looks like. Dark circles are under her eyes. Bee probably thought she wasn't safe."

"He said she'd been there a lot sleeping in the different cars. He didn't want to scare her so he waited till she fell asleep and then brought her here."

The girls voice rings in your ears again. "Aweeee. Bee you big softy. You adopted her."

You look around the room and see a large... Mech? Standing off to the side over the ledge you're curently on with a couch beside it.

The bot starts beeping more it's car doors on it's back flicking up and down.

"Look at you Bee. All protective. Awwwww."

Then you hear a voice echo over the coms in the room.

"For god sake. Would somebody please tell me why there is a new organic lifeform in teh command center."

You here more beeping from the big yellow bot.

"What do you mean you rescued her. She was sleeping in your vehicle mode?"

There's a low pitched whine.

"Fune. Keep her. Just don't let her on my medical equipment. So help me Prime. AND DO NOT let Miko near her with a camera!"

You sit there bombarded by questions.

"What's your name?"

"Where are you from?"

"What were you doing in a junk yard?"

You lean back on the couch.

"Okay, first questions from me." You say, "What exactly is going on? Where am I?"

There's a chuckle, "That was two questions."

One of the boys speak up, " That's... fair. You're in our...base? We'll call it that for now. Long story short, Giant alien robots. Secret government deal and the world's weirdest after school program. You're aparently Bee's new project."

You raise an eyebrow. Then the other boy speaks up, "He's protective. Don't worry, you're safe here."

You look around at these children and then the large bot and sigh.

'Of course i'd get wrapped up in something like this.' you think to yourself.

You stand up off the couch.

Looking at the bot then the kids again. "Great."

You look at bee and start talking. "You're lucky I didn't start to take you apart. I was planning to disassemble and reassemble you in the morning at the junkyard."

There's a series of beeps and whistles after that.

And then one of the boy's speak up, "You... were going to take him apart?"

You shrug.

"You'd have been really surprised when he beeped back."

More beeps and whistles sound and the boy speaks up again, "Bee says you've got guts. "

The other taller boy follows up, "I don't blame him, you just told a six-ton alien robot you were going to disassemble him. Bold."

The girl starts laughing, "I like her already. Look at you Bee, you found yourself a mechanic. Oh this is going to be so fun."

You smile. You like this girl. She's spunky.

Another bot walks into the room, "Did I just hear someone say they were going to dismantle one of my teammates?"

You shrug, "I didn't know he wasn't just a car when I saw him at first."

"Unbelievable. I leave for five minutes and we end up with another human with a death wish."

You laugh. He doesn't know how true that is.

"Look in my defense, I didn't know he was alive."

The bright blue optics look you over.

You look down at your outfit.

It's ratty and torn. The one you wear the most to the junk yard.

It's got holes all over it and oil stains. There's transmission fluid down one of your sleeves that's dried by now.

The first layer is a long sleeve thermal. It gets cold sometimes. The second is your torn up shirt. Your pants aren't much better. holes in the knees fraying to the sides. A few stains you don't even know where came from on the tops of your pants.

Your shoes are torn up too. Holes in the sides and oil stains across them.

There's probably small bits of gravel in your hair from laying under some of those cars too.

You look a mess.

You spot your tools in the corner of the room though and let out a sigh. Thank god.

"I don't normally get the chance to take apart and put back together a nice looking car."

You here some whistles from Bee and the other bot grunts. "At least you know how to use a ratchet...unlike some of the other humans here."

The girl next to you smirks and nudges you, "Oh Ratchet likes you already."

You smirk.

Hell yeah.

With that you follow the kids around. They walk you around the common area, show you the medbay. Where the living quarters are etc.

They set you up with a small room on the compound right next to the med bay. You like it. It's small and clean.

You move your tools into the room and then look down at yourself before moving towards the bed.

You just wish you had some more clothes and such.

So you walk back out.

Into the common area.

What should you do.

Maybe ask for a ride back to your parents house to pack a bag?

So you do that.

You can't find Bee though.

Instead you come face to face with a different bot. 2 actually.

A chunky green bot and a blue and red taller bot.

The blue and red one leans forward, "You must be y/n? The others told me about you. I am Optimus Prime. How are you settling in?"

You smile, "I really appreciate you guy's letting me stay here. I just have a small problem. I need a change of clothes."

He nods, "I see. We can provide you with some appropriate attire."

The other bot speaks up, "We've got spare uniforms and casual stuff. We'll set you up."

You smile again, "That would be great! Thank you!"

They lead you towards a room and walking its full of different supplies.

You dig through the box of clothes and shift through a few hangers.

Grabbing a nice mechanics jumpsuit. Then 3 different shirts.

You pick up 3 different pairs of pants too.

It's nice.

You have clothes.

One of the bots even manages to find a pair of shoes in your size.

You carry it all back to your small clean room by the med bay.

Then you shake your hair out.

You'll need a brush, but that's a problem for a different time.

Then you hear a commotion before you start to change.

You step out of your room in time to see a bot rushed into the bed bay.

You follow behind to see the madness. A blue leak spilling on the floor.

You rush out taking one look at the situation then rushing back into your room and changing into the jumpsuit you just got.

You throw your hair up into another pony tail and then wrap it one more time into a bun.

Then run out to see Ratchet complaining about the broken bot on the table.

You climb your way up to the table and take a look at the situation.

There's fluid leaking all of the table.

Ratchet is moving swiftly getting different tools and such.

You make your way around to the other side of the table by his tools and he swats at you, "Don't touch my tools, i'm working."

You glare at him from your position on the table.

But step back a little bit.

You watch him work, listening to his curses. Ready to jump in any moment if needed.

"By the Allspark, Bulkhead can't go one cycle without breaking a line! Hold that clap-no, not that one!"

He's gotta patch the hydraulic line.

You move across his tools pushing one of the trays to within his grasp.

He looks at you and stops mid sentence.

"How'd ya-"

"The hydraulic line's cracked. You're going to patch with high-temp sealant, right? I figured you'd need the torque spanner next."

He's quiet for another second before jumping back in.

"Fine, hand me the spanner, just don't touch anything else unless I say."

You give a small laugh, "Whatever you say doc."

By the time everything's over you can tell he's warmed up to you. Just a bit.

"For a human. You're surprisingly competent."

You give a large smile, "I'm happy to help!"

"Don't let it go to your head. One successful assist does not make you a medic."

You scrunch your nose and glare a short second.

After that you start helping more often. Whenever Ratchet's up you're up. Whenever he needs help you're on his bench shoving tools across.

One day you're sitting in the medbay watching him go over all the tools that're organized.

"So... why does this line feed into the coolant system instead of the core stabilizer?" You ask standing near him and pointing.

It's curious. Very curious.

He doesn't look away from the tale at first.

"Because last time someone thought they should reroute it, the facility nearly got blown off the mountian."

You give a small nod, "So it's a safety measure?"

He finally looks at you, optics narrowing. "Yes. You recognized the thermal channel patterns?"

You smirk, "How could I not, they're just like how old jet engines would vent heat. Different materials, but it's still the same concept in terms of physics."

"You studied thermal mechanics?"

You give a large smile, "It was fun, I like to know how things work."

"for fun..." He says just looking at you amused, "You find the strangest things entertaining."

You give a bright smile, "To be fair, you understood what I was talking about so I could counter with the same."

His optics flicker giving a small grunt, "Touche."

"You know most organics avoid my medbay. You seem determined to stick around. Like a pest."

You roll your eyes at his remark, "I like to know how things work. Don't judge me."

He gives a curt nod, "Guess you're not a total waste of oxygen."

You crawl off the table and start walking across the room. When Bulkhead comes charging in.

He almost steps on you, but you dive out of the way.

Ratchet is across the room.

"BULKHEAD. She's fragile. Try not to reduce her to paste the next time you come barreling in here."

You sit there on the ground taking deep breaths to calm the heart attack you almost just had.

When you finally catch your breath in comes Bee being carried by Optimus.

You jump up and run over to the table, Ratchet bends down and offers you his servo for the first time, for you to get up to the bench.

That's how things started at least.

You got used to it.

Working on bots, and tech. Ratchet even started letting you sit on his shoulder while he wrote up reports and did research.

You'd bounce questions off of each other, learning about how the cybertron medical systems work and him learning about the human medical systems.

Eventually it leads into him telling you stories about the war while you clean up parts of his work station.

You liked being this close to him, but at the same time you know. You know that if he ever saw you in short sleeves it would change things. If he ever saw you in shorts it would change things.

He already treats you like you're fragile sometimes because you're human.

You couldn't handle him treating you like you're emotionally fragile too.

That's why when you both leave for the night and you end up on your own in your room that's when the box cutter comes out.

When you know nobody will come looking for you.

You curl up across your room. Your space. The one nobody else ever comes to.

Even though if one of the bots wanted to come see you they could technically come into your room.

It's a large flat area for you, it'd be a small room for more then a bot to stand in though.

It's cozy.

Tonight though all you can think about is what if Ratchet turns out like your parents did.

Caring about you, enjoying your company, playing with you and spending time with you, only to forget about you and yell at you later.

You sat there quiet for a while before walking over to the tools kit you keep in the corner and pulling the box cutter out.

You took your jumpsuit off, wrapping the sleeves around your waist and sat over in the far corner of your room.

You hadn't really cut since you came to live here with the bots. You figure that's why the urges have been getting unbearable lately.

Why you wanted to do it more then ever. There wasn't a specific reason, you just haven't in a while and you missed it.

So you slid down the wall and sat there with the box cutter staring at it.

You slid the blade in and out then wiped it on the inside of your suit for good measure.

Then you ran it across your wrist.

Once, then twice.

Then you ran a little deeper then you would have liked to.

It started bleeding a good bit so you jumped up and dragged a trash can over.

You watched the blood drip into it for a good while before it stopped, then you did the other arm.

Just as deep.

By the time you looked in the trash can the blood had started to accumulate through the entire bottom and was making its way up the can.

You didn't stop though.

You kept going.

You missed the feeling.

It'd been too long.

So you cut, and cut and cut. Till your arms were full of cuts and enough blood that you could assume you'd almost fill a 2-liter was in the trash can.

You slid the blade back and tried to put your box cutter and trash can back.

You got the box cutter back into your tool kit and the trashcan most of the way back.

Then your eyes just. Closed.

You had hardly realized you were tired till they were closing.

When you opened them you found yourself in the medbay.

What?

How'd you get here?

Your head hurt. That was no surprise. You lost a good bit of blood last night.

Sitting up from the bed you leaned forward hissing.

The bright lights in the room were not helping this headache.

Ratchet came charging over.

He looked tired.

"Do you have any idea how close you came to causing permanent damage? Organics are far more fragile then you seem to think."

"Ratchet."

He grips the ledge your bed is sitting on, "Don't Ratchet me. You frightened everyone. You almost died."

You look at him, really look at him, he looks tired.

"You look tired." You all but whisper.

You hear his fans kick on faster, "Of course I look tired, I fix broken systems, not people. I had to figure it out on the go yesterday when you oh so valiantly almost died. I thought I was too late."

"I didn't mean to-"

"You did mean to. I know you know how human medical systems work. You lost 30% of your blood volume. That's not an accident."

You sit there in silence. Were you really trying to...No. You just got a bit out of hand.

You look at him, "I'm sorry."

He grunts, "You better be, i'm going to be here keeping you safe for the duration of your healing. That is non negotiable. You are reckless and stubborn and infuriatingly fragile. You're a patient I can't lose. Not you."

You give a small nod and try to melt into the bed. Sadly that doesn't work.

"I understand" you mutter.

"Good, now stop giving me extra work."

He tries to go back to his work. He just can't seem to focus on it.

Optics just continuously darting to you.

The first day is hell for you.

You spend the entire day trying to see in yourself if you really were trying to kill yourself.

Maybe you were. You knew how much blood you were losing. you knew and you kept going. Kept cutting deeper.

You look at your carefully wrapped arms for a few minutes while curled up on your side.

Ratchet doesn't stop hovering though. He isn't loud, he's not scolding you or pushing. He's just hovering.

He's careful everytime he moves you around. He's slow and deliberate when adjusting your IV line and checking your vitals.

"Your hemoglobin levels are stabilizing."

You just give a soft nod and curl back up when he's done.

His spark burns with pain as he watches you curl up. Everytime.

He's seen bots waste away like this.

When the second day comes you wake up to a table of food next to you.

All kinds of different things. Fast food and fruit trays, bags of chips and vegistables.

You look at it for a minute. That's a lot of food.

Ratchet catches you eye and you look at him, he's bent down looking at you, "You need to eat, Organics also need fuel. There has to be something you want. If it's not on the table i'll send Bumblebee to get it."

You look between him and the table and just roll over.

You hear him sigh.

You spend the day curled in a ball again. This time questioning why you'd try to kill yourself if you're in such a good place here.

'What's wrong with me.'

The entire day the table of food goes untouched.

Later that night you can hear Ratchet in the hall with Optimus.

He sounds worried, "I can do many thing. Repair a damaged coolant line. Weld machines back into order. But this... I don't know how to fix this. This isn't like those things. She's...withdrawn."

You hear Optimus next, "All we can do is stay near, let her know she is not alone."

They chat for a while longer moving on to discuss the others and how they're managing.

You are drifting off when you hear the heavy metal foot steps walk back into the medbay.

Opening your eyes Ratchet is right in front of you.

He's on a datapad just glancing at you evey few seconds.

"Morning." he says gruff and tired.

Why does he sound so tired.

"You slept longer this time."

What does that matter.

The medbay is still too bright.

Youre curled up, knees scrunched in and arms infront of your eyes.

You look at the bandages again. Questioning yourself.

Is there any chance you'd ever do that again?

no.

You can't let that happen. You can't do that again.

You can feel Ratchets optics on you. He keeps scanning you every few minutes. Checking for a pulse. For anything.

"That table isn't decorative. You need fuel."

You look at him and then the table for a moment.

Then go to roll over again.

"You've become part of this team you know. Bumblebee has been checking your room twice a day. Miko is banned from the medbay for trying to sneak in and see you all the time. Even Optimus is asking if you've eaten. They all care."

You curl up into a tighter ball, "I care. And I can't do a thing about it unless you help me. You're someone worth saving. I can't repair you though if you keep starving."

Your heart hurts listening to him.

You sit up slowly and he moves over quickly putting a servo behind you to help you stay up right.

Then he pinches the table and drags it closer to your bed.

"Thank the Allspark."

He runs a soft finger against your cheek when you pick up one of the bags of McDonald's. The fries are so good.

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Let's Explore a Metal-Rich Asteroid 🤘

Between Mars and Jupiter, there lies a unique, metal-rich asteroid named Psyche. Psyche’s special because it looks like it is part or all of the metallic interior of a planetesimal—an early planetary building block of our solar system. For the first time, we have the chance to visit a planetary core and possibly learn more about the turbulent history that created terrestrial planets.

Here are six things to know about the mission that’s a journey into the past: Psyche.

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I have been daydreaming about something I will probably never write today to pass the time. It takes place in the Good Behavior universe and it is a story about Viper.

It ends like this:

It’s just under two years after Iceman and Maverick met, a few weeks before Maverick is due to return to Miramar for some leave after finishing up test pilot training and before reporting to China Lake.

Iceman — who had been teaching at Top Gun this entire time — goes to Viper and tells him that he’s thinking of requesting a transfer to Lemoore (he has concluded that it would be an easier drive from there to China Lake). Viper is like “Maverick is due back soon, right?” Iceman is like “Change of topic, but yes” and then Viper tells him that he should probably let it ride for a couple months, because the Navy has some joint projects with the Air Force that they’re running out of Edwards (closer to Miramar).

Before Iceman can protest because this advice only makes sense if they are in a relationship, Viper moves on and says of course he’d recommend Ice for anything he wants because he is great, but he’d hate to lose him.

It begins like this:

Iceman gets selected for Top Gun and he is an instructor’s dream. He’s talented and he’s clean and he’s crisp and he’s arrogant, but not too much so, and he knows the right answer to every question and he works hard and he can work in a team and everybody likes him. When he submits a last minute request to join as instructor from the Enterprise, Viper couldn’t be happier.

Then a couple weeks later, Jester is coming into Viper’s office asking “Remember when that jackass used to be a real pilot?” and complaining about how Iceman spends half his time goofing off with Maverick and wondering how one week on the Enterprise could have completely ruined him.

And then the accident happens and Iceman is a wreck and Jester is like “yeah, I know what that’s like” because he’s been in combat and almost none of these kids have and sends Iceman straight to the hospital to check on Maverick. And Viper is thinking to himself “I know what that’s like” because he has a wife.

And then Iceman comes to Viper and says he wants to let Maverick fly a Skyhawk and that he should think of it like a recruitment tool — let Maverick get a taste of it and he might come back to teach. Viper doesn’t entirely buy it, because that does not at all explain what Iceman gets out of it, but he approves it anyway.

And then Maverick ships out and Iceman is back to being a hard ass. Then it gets back to Viper that Iceman’s been asking about the test pilot program on Maverick’s behalf. Iceman’s looking for a house to rent off base and planning to have Maverick as his roommate. Iceman asks for the day off to meet the ship when it comes into port.

And then Maverick comes back and it’s like Iceman turns back into an actual person. He’s still a good instructor, but he smiles and laughs and doesn’t stay late doing paperwork every single night. He talks about Maverick like he can’t even help doing it. Maverick is so bored with desk duty, Maverick is driving his CO crazy, etc. So Viper does the natural thing and arranges for Maverick to come fly with Top Gun once or twice a week.

And he knew that Iceman was a great pilot, and that Maverick was a great pilot, but together they’re something else entirely. So he asks Maverick if he wants to come on full time for a class before he has to test pilot training, which he got accepted into — the day they got the news, Iceman could barely sit still, and Viper only learned the reason two days later when Maverick told him — and Maverick hesitates because he wants to take to Ice about it first, he doesn’t just want to drop in on his job, and Viper just tells him to take the night to think it over without asking what the issue is.

Maverick takes the offer after talking it over with Iceman. Then Iceman applies for leave when Maverick is due to report to Pax River without providing a reason. Viper approves it without comment. He starts having Iceman over to his house for barbecues sometimes, inviting Carole and Goose half the time to make it less awkward. He asks for updates on Maverick, never doubting that Ice will be able to provide them.

And then eleven months later, Maverick is due to come back.

#top gun 1986 #icemav #iceman x maverick #tom iceman kazansky #viper #story: good behavior

super graphic ultra modern girl... miya atsumu x reader

masterlist <3 synopsis: you built an empire—Hibi.co, a global brand rooted in community, creativity, and empowerment. you’ve been on billboards, podcasts, magazine covers. but this? this program for young female athletes? this is the most personal thing you’ve ever done. with the biggest stage of your career just around the corner and Japan watching, you don’t have time for distractions. especially not a certain golden-haired volleyball star who suddenly won’t stop showing up… tags: timeskip!haikyuu , swearing , ceo!mc, chappell roan coded, ROMCOM! word count: 9800~

a/n: Hey loves so in an ideal world everything lines up but unfortunately i wanted to make this fic in this day and age, lets say like, characters like mc, atsumu, sakusa, everyone who was originally born in 1996 is now born in 1998. And in 2025 they’re now 27 years old. That being said the current roster for both alders AND jackals are the rosters from 2018-2019.

The screen of her watch read 8:12 a.m.

More precisely: Monday, May 14th, 2022, 8:12 a.m.

Just beneath it, a soft buzz lit up the sleek company-issued display:

MEETING: 8:20 A.M. HIBI-SAN WILL BE ATTENDING.

Her stomach dropped so hard it bounced off her ankles.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyu x reader #miya atsumu x reader #atsumu x reader #timeskip atsumu #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x you #haikyu x you #miya atsumu x you #atsumu x you #romcom #ceo baddie reader insert

Dried Blood - The Renaissance Project

PAIRINGS: VI × F!READER

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This au came after I rewatched ABSOLUTELY ALL "Jurassic World" MOVIES, so enjoy.. Let me remind you that English is not my native language, and if you see any mistakes or inaccuracies, please correct me! let me know if you like it and want a part two.

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TAGS: behavioral specialist!Vi ;; Jurassic World!au ;; drabble ;; arcane

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In a world where Piltower technology and Zaun genetic engineering have reached unprecedented heights, humans have learned how to resurrect dinosaurs. The new Jurassic Park has been built on a remote island a project financed by the Kiramman family and others, not only for the sake of "scientific progress" and geopolitical prestige. Vi is a behavioral specialist working with velociraptors and other dangerous species, and you are a new ethologist specializing in the cognitive behavior of dinosaurs.

Vi was raised on the streets of Zaun, but was recruited into a research program when the people of Piltover recognized her talent for reading behavioral patterns in animals.

Although, to be completely honest, at the age of 19, she was caught trying to break into a biotechnology storage facility (the question of why she was there remains unanswered to this day). Instead of sending her to prison, one of the scientists, a renowned professor from Piltover and another financier of the "Rebirth" project named Anabel Grimm, noticed how Vi behaved with an aggressive chemosaur in a cage. She was calm and, to everyone's surprise, got away with just a couple of scratches.