#AND sorry for the long ramble i got. excited to yap

[lil-vibes]

Wait wait wait, is Nyx happy about there is being a cat alive because they haven't being liberated yet in their universe and ofc need a cat to do so (assuming they are a perfect reverse roles univarse of Lamb and Narinder) or because they have and Narinder didn't/failed to usurp them and now they miss him??? I NEED TO KNOW NOW /pos /silly

(Take your time ofc just being silly because I loved your art of them and now Im very curious about this version of Lamb, also btw, are their crows fully sentient like Aym and Baal or are they more magical/demonic animal servants? Since they arent humanoid I was left wondering about that)

ANON IM BLEATING AT YOU PATHETICALLY

This isn't a reverse roles au, but more like - What if you made the worst choices imaginable and survived to find out what happens after?

Nyx was still a vessel for Nari, but in their verse there are a couple of small differences (most notably: Nari didn't have Aym and Baal, only the ghost/illusion of them and Nyx was alone for far longer than my main verse lamb before their execution), that led to them killing him after their battle in a fit of blind rage and grief.

Their mind reading is entirely passive due to the crown being overloaded and it came to them as a shock when they heard Lambert's thoughts, but just assumed Narinder was still chained and were about ready to fight him asap. They still jumped him as soon as they laid their eyes on him back at the cult lmao

They resent and loathe him, and find it very difficult to believe that there is a version of them out there that spared him and very much aren't aware that the entire thing was a giant miscommunication.

(they also are just…, horribly, terribly lonely in their ascension and miss him so so deeply that when Lambert has dreams from their pov the entire cult appears empty and tinged gray.)

As for the ravens/crows! Nyx mimics Narinder a lot subconsciously to feel closer to him (^ like their clothes, but they also use chains in combat nowadays), so they are partly inspired by Aym and Baal. They are demons of sort, semi-sentient, and also containers for power bc the crown is just Severely Overloaded with handling the two massive domains that are Life and Death and seeks out outlets. They just kinda spawned one day and Nyx was like “Neat.” and went back to dissociating and purging Purgatory. They act as scouts and an extra pair of eyes to Nyx on crusades bc they see through the forehead ones!

[pepsiboyy]

Could you do one where the boys are on a tour (in Australia maybe😏) and the reader gets like a backstage pass for her and he bff and reader is talking to Chris in the meet greet(earlier cause of the pass) and Chris seems to take interest in her so he slips his number in her pocket and she eventually finds and called the number confused and he picks it up and then after awhile of them talking back and forth Chris asks her out and they start dating blah blah blah (sorry for the in Australia maybe lol I just want them to do a tour here so I can meet em)

SAVE MY NUMBER.

pairing: chris sturniolo x fem!reader summary: the triplets are finally having an abroad tour and the reader purchased vip tickets with their best friend to meet them. what happens when she finds a stray set of numbers on her postcard when she gets back to the hotel? warnings: cursing, use of y/n!! a/n: thank u for the request love <3 i hope this is awesome sauce !! i tried so hard to make this enjoyable LOLL but i think it may have come out ok!! <3 lowercase intentional !!

my fingers anxiously picked at my shoes with one hand as my other hand scrolled through instagram.

"come on, y/n, aren't you excited!?" my best friend, harper, exclaimed as she gripped my shoulder and shook me rapidly.

with a soft nod and a small chuckle, i nodded as i locked my phone and let it fall into my lap. "of course i am. i'm just tired of sitting here."

we had been sitting in the sun on the side of the venue in line for the last hour and a half. it was that point in the day where the sun was beating directly onto us.

i had managed to get my best friend and i some tickets to the triplets' tour with the meet and greet pass. counting down the days was grueling, but we finally made it and the hardest part was now. waiting outside to be let into the building.

"it'll be worth it. who even cares?"

i nodded softly as i looked her up and down. she was decked out in purple, some purple stars drawn on her cheeks under her eyes and some purple cargo pants with a let's trip tee and some white air forces.

i, personally, was drowning in orange. with an orange crop top and deep gray ripped jeans, my outfit was topped off with orange nike high top dunks and an orange belt. my friend had helped me out with the orange stars, mine on the opposite side from harper's.

"y/n, the line is moving!"

i turned my head to harper, being ripped from my thoughts before quickly standing to my feet and moving up in line.

the line moved slow, but it was something.

we still had a long way to go.

-

the line for the meet and greet felt like it was forever, but as we got closer, i felt like no time had passed at all. i could see them every once in a while through the lit cloth between the line and the boys, and my eyes shifted to harper. "dude, we're almost there." i chuckled, trying to keep myself as calm as possible as harper made noises i didn't even know were humanly possible.

"y/n, i don't know what to do or say, i think i might shit myself."

i slammed a hand over harper's mouth and let out a cackle, shaking my head. "shh, say that less loud." i scoffed and before i knew it, harper was next in line.

my hands toyed with the orange belt that helped my jeans hug my hips, my eyes glued in front of me as i watched the three boys.

the three boys i watched at first every once in a while when they appeared on my for you page, but i quickly became a huge supporter of the triplets, and they were somewhat a coping mechanism for me when things were hard.

and now i'm meeting them.

"next!"

i shot harper a smile and tapped her shoulder. "you got it!" i smiled brightly and waved as she approached matt.

i felt a lump develop in my throat. this was bad.

it wasn't a crying lump, but an anxious lump. unfortunately, when i get nervous, i can't help but ramble and yap.

"next!"

no way time flew by that fast. as i approached matt, i swallowed and smiled brightly as i felt like each step that i took was in slow motion.

matt's arms opened and i quickly stepped towards him and hugged him tightly. "hi, matt," i breathed, taking a deep breath as the reality of the situation began to settle.

"what's your name?" he asked softly, picking up his photo and signing it quickly.

"oh, it's y/n," i breathed, the smile on my face so wild you could have probably found me in a horror movie.

"nice to meet you, y/n. i hope we haven't kept you waiting too long?" he questioned, and i quickly shook my head.

"i'm just happy you guys are here," i breathed and smiled brightly at him before my expression fell. "oh my god a picture-" i scrambled to reach and get my phone from my back pocket, opening my camera and lifting it up.

two bright smiles later, matt pulled me into one more hug and smiled brightly, while i wished him luck on the rest of the tour.

i turned to see nick and smiled brightly, pulling him into a deep hug. i always had a theory that nick gave the best hugs of the three. so far, my theory was correct.

"hi, friend!" nick cheered, signing his card and smiling at me. "your star makeup is so cute, your friend had the same thing, no?"

i smiled brightly and nodded, biting my lip. "yeah, she did them for me actually! she's the best." i smiled and pulled out my phone.

"i'm so glad you guys could come." he stated as he wrapped an arm around me and held up a thumbs up in the camera.

i smiled brightly as i pulled away and gave him one last hug. "you guys are amazing. i just thought you should know, i'm proud of you guys. good luck tonight!" i told nick as i pulled from the hug. nick shot me a soft and quick thank you as i was rushed off to the final triplet.

christopher sturniolo.

i felt my entire being crumble the moment i took a few steps forward.

of course, i loved all three of the triplets with everything i had.

but chris.. i related to him in many ways and always found my eyes gravitating to him while watching their videos. he's a silly guy, and it doesn't help that i find him insanely attractive between the three.

"you in there?"

my eyes shot to chris as i let out a breath i didn't know i was holding.

i literally just spaced out in front of chris, who waved his hand in front of me to snap me out of my trance.

not to mention i'm decked out in his color.

"hi!" i squeaked, and he pulled me into a hug.

i bit my lip as i hugged him tightly, taking a deep breath.

the hug lasted for a little longer than needed, but i wasn't complaining.

not sure if it's because it's chris or not, but i think nick has some competition for best hug.

"i like your outfit," chris stated softly as he pulled away from the hug. i smiled brightly at him, and i couldn't tell if i was gaslighting myself or if he licked his lips while looking at my orange self.

"thanks, i don't really wear much orange," i stated and i felt my face heat up.

"it's definitely your color more than it is mine. consider wearing it more often?" he asked, writing on the card and pausing before deciding to hand it to me. "wanna take a selfie?"

i nodded quickly and shakily took out my phone and began to raise it, but chris carefully took it from my hands and raised it himself, wrapping his other arm around my shoulders softly.

he took about four photos and handed me the phone back.

after signing the card, taking a little longer than usual, he looked me up and down one more time.

we stood there for a few moments, simply looking at each other and i noticed my friend waving at me from behind chris, about ten feet away.

"you're gonna do great tonight," i quickly said to him, and he simply smiled at me and nodded, running his fingers through his hair to adjust his bangs.

holy fuck, this guy isn't real.

"i'll do great because you came. thanks for coming." he stated softly, and brought me into a tight hug.

i bit my lip hard as i hugged him back, taking in a deep breath.

-

the night went incredibly well. the show was enjoyable with the games they all played, and i told harper about the interaction i had with chris.

harper was in the shower. i had just gotten out, my pajama pants and small black tshirt hugging my body perfectly as i laid against my bed in the hotel.

i turned to the postcards, smiling brightly as i took them into my hands and admired them. i turned them in the light to look at the layered marker, holding them towards the lamp. as i got to chris's, i noticed some writing on the back through the light and my heart jumped out of my chest.

i threw myself up off the mattress and flipped the postcard over, feeling my heartrate pick up at the phone number written against the back.

"dude, the shampoo in there is awesome. you weren't kidding." harper stated as she dried her hair in a towel as she sat in front of me, also in her pajamas. "you okay?"

i looked at her and slowly held up the card, pointing at the number.

"holy fuck, is that..?" harper trailed off, and i bit my lip.

"oh my god, i need to call it." i stated as i searched for my phone under the comforter, quickly retrieving it and dialing the number.

i put my phone on speaker as i looked at harper, my leg bouncing anxiously.

"hello?"

my heart sank.

"h- hello?"

i mentally cursed at myself for stuttering.

"who is this?"

"uhh, it's y/n, i found this number on the back of my postcard-" i was quickly cut off.

"y/n!" he cheered. "it's chris."

"are you fucking for real?" i whispered, biting my lip.

"yes ma'am." he chuckled, and i shook my head. there's no way this is fucking happening right now.

"i know it's late and you guys probably have jet lag, so i'm sorry, but i just found it-"

"it's fine, really, i was running fortnite with matt." he stated quickly, cutting me off.

i snorted. it made sense.

"well, get a victory royale ok?"

"for you, i will. save my number, i'll text you." chris stated, and i looked at harper who was in utter shock.

"right, yeah i will." i stated quickly, and hung up afterwards.

silence overcame harper and i before i bit my lip and we both screamed at the top of our lungs at the same time.

there was no way this was real.

-

my eyes were beginning to shut as the video of the triplets from a few weeks ago seemed to be watching me.

i turned to harper, who had fallen asleep a little while ago and blinked a few times when my phone vibrated and chris's name appeared on my screen.

a bright smile took over my face as i began texting him, and my night was made even more. somehow.

[arkethamz]

Antonio doodle/info dump since he was around last month :3

left is the most recent doodles before i knew he'd be coming back

right is the first drawings of him (coincidentally exactly a year ago from June 1st)

more uncolored doodles n sketches. i kinda draw Antonio the most, but i rarely post about him (been gatekeepmaxxing)

last drawings that i actually still kinda like.. i have much more, i just don't like how they look anymore lmao

rambling wall of text infodump below the cut cuz i am just so autistic about this character LMAO sorry i'm a yapper-

anyway, contrary to popular belief, Antonio is actually my favorite RP character. just in general. and i've never actually seen him live until the other day. unbeknownst to me, i was waiting for a whole year to be able to actually see him live, i think i was more excited about it than cc!anthony was 💀

which might contribute to my love for him bc i had to piece him together like a puzzle from everyone else's POVs and clips n stuff. so at first i didn't want him to come back bc i was afraid he'd be different from the Antonio i made up in my head... but then. i haven't sat n watched, at mostly full attention, a whole stream for 7 hours in a while LOL

when i watched cc!buddha's rdrp vods a year ago n saw Antonio, i thought to myself "oh no... Tony isn't actually my new muse is he...?". and for a while i didn't draw him bc i didn't have any ideas + i didn't really know how to draw him. but i did know that when i did learn how to draw him, it'd be over for me (i wouldn't want to draw anyone else, and i was right oops 😭)

my idea of Antonio is he's just a dumb, impulsive, silly little theatre kid that got wrapped up in being an outlaw bc of Wu n Dot after his house burned down. they woulda been moving around in old box cars wherever the trains took them. Dot dies before the events of WildRP(headcanon), and Wu to me, is the autistic kid that follows Antonio around bc he talks a lot n has charisma lolol. also, to me, Wu is not as evil as he was intended to be, he just follows in Sonny's footsteps who's calculated n violent. While Antonio chooses Cesare's path to be more diplomatic and focuses more on his reputation. Antonio can't win a fight to save his life, and i love him for it. he thinks he's scary n dangerous, but to me, he couldn't hurt a fly hehe. i mean, one of the first things he did in the crossing was host a talent show at the local theatre. i'm a big fan of pathetic men, what can i say.

speaking of, i love how pathetically in love he is with Renni. and i love how, despite how much they like each other, they never actually get together n still respect each other as friends. they are the embodiment of the saying "if you love something let it go, if it comes back its yours" but without the last part.. they are so tragic to me.

in the last 3.5 years of watching rp, i've never had any character or character dynamic make me cry. like, as much as i love how doomed n toxic Donnie/Lang is, i've teared up a bit, but they've never made me cry just thinking about them. but Antonio, n by extension, his relationship with Renni, has made me cry multiple times just thinking about them 😭 and yeah, i cried the other day when Antonio was thinking about Renni LOL

idk why he's the character that changes my brain chemistry, but uh. he is. i've literally never rambled about a character so much online, sorry for the great wall of text bc of it.. i'm usually masking so hard a lot of the time, but i've been wanting to talk about Antonio for so long with no one to yap to so, yknow.. he gets me to unmask and i also love him for that :']

[animentality]

slogging through everyone unlocking meta vision rn 💀 idk if because im not enjoying it that much so i missed something but i also dont understand how this is different from isagis other vision power ups

it's essentially not different at all.

how many ways can you really say, yes, he has spatial awareness?

we GET it. He can see behind his head.

the main problem for me is that meta vision and analyzing the field end up being VERY long and pointless dialogue explaining Isagi's every muscle twitch.

which we already got too much of. so it's just heaping on extra.

it's really boring, plus, here's the other dirty secret.

Barcha was fine, because it was 9 chapters, and it was mostly just Bachira and Otoya and Lavinho getting to shine. These are fairly likable characters (quirky, you know?), even if they get brushed over.

Manshine was really good, because while it was long-ish, it was exciting because Nagi is always fun to see, since his goals are insane, PLUS he and Reo "fixed" their beef during the match, which was something to get you emotionally invested in Nagi's success.

Plus, Chigiri vs. Kaiser was epic, since we all love Chigiri, and can root for him to beat this smarmy little prick.

Chigiri, Nagi, and Reo have had the most development, since they've been with us from first selection, and are in general, very relatable/interesting people. They have emotional depth. They kept us very invested.

But then you get to Ubers, and it's like...

I like Barou, ok? I think he's great. I didn't like him originally, but being humbled by Isagi made him a pretty good character in my book...

But he can't carry that match alone.

Look at the cast, man.

I'm sorry, but Aryu? A shallow character who can be funny here and there, but has largely lost relevance? Niko, a guy with no backstory, who has always been just a pale imitation of Isagi AND who can't stop yapping too?

Aiku, who was interesting originally, but barely gets to do anything in this match which was SUPPOSED TO BE about how good Ubers is at defense?

I also personally don't like Sendou, although I know some people do (he's too het for me). Not really sure what his character traits are, besides him wanting to date a Hollywood actress.

These are like, the surface level characters.

They don't have the rich history of Nagi and Reo. They don't have the character depth of Bachira or the realism of Chigiri, nor the sympathy that those two characters evoke.

These are like, just opponents Isagi has to surpass.

Like the other characters technically are too, but, at least they felt more personal. These guys, nah.

Now I did like Lorenzo, the ace eater. He's a very interesting idea... but he does lose his relevance, and become nonexistent, the way every character does in these matches.

And Barou, I mean... I like the guy, but something was just missing for me...him changing the plan was...kinda whatever to me. It somehow felt like it went on too long, while also happening way too fast... and that's been all of NEL for me.

And that's the other issue, besides the characters.

The pacing of NEL is pretty bad.

Barcha was super short, and Manshine wasn't so bad until the end... but Ubers is where the drag happens.

Just so much dialogue. No emotional investment, just rambling about where isagi's foot was five minutes ago.

That's the biggest issue, ok?

It always is. You can't expect an audience to care, if you don't give them characters to root for.

Isagi was such a prick during Manshine, that I was starting to dislike him. But Ubers was where he started to feel like he was never going to lose again.

So that's where he became really unlikable to me during this arc...and then we get to Ubers, where he's like a god, and it's like ok... a god who can do no wrong, against characters we don't care about?

great.

why should i care

so you have my condolences, anon.

all i can really say is, get through it.

speed read it if you must. god knows i did.

the only emotional moment in that match is related to Hiori, but it unfortunately is dragged out way too long, and it makes no fucking sense.

plus it's nothing we haven't already seen before?

And it sucks, because I LIKE Hiori. I WISH he had better development...but as he is, he feels kind of flat.

He's just a guy who passes to Isagi, same as Kurona.

so yeah.

i can at least promise that the next match is slightly better. there's more emotional moments, at least.

but it's too fucking long (it's still ongoing) AND worse -

it crams SO MUCH into the match, that you WILL be hoping to die by the halfway mark...so...yeah.

I love Blue Lock, but... this arc, man.

It's been awful.

Anyone who says differently is just an Isagi glazer who wants him to win every game he's in.

[kittykittyanon]

Can we do the "if we were irl friends" thingy too please? 🥺👉🏾👈🏾 /nf /lh

VIOLENTLY (read: gently) GRABBING YOU BY YOUR SHOULDERS. FIN FIN. OMIGOSH. I WAS WAITING FOR THIS. not like,, waiting for you to say it,,, but waiting for the opportunity and motivation to do this!! i think this whole thingy is super cute and silly in the best way possible and it's super fun too (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦) !! SHAKING YOU SHAKING YOU SHAKING YOU OFCOURSE WE CAN !!!!!!!!!!!!

songgg.... meteor shower by cavetown!!!

we'd take turns rambling about our interests!! do i know anything about hadestown or musicals?? not reeaally... would i listen with 100% focus and be as excited as you because i love being around you and engaging in your interests and enjoy your presence overall???? ABSOLUTELY!!!!! (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦)

sub-hc to the one above,, i have a STRONG feeling we'd stim together. if you were comfortable and wanted to do it,,, we'd be shaking eachother and flapping our hands talking about our interests!!

i live in a desert country so there aren't any star-seeing places ((is that what they're called??)) that i know of, but if we lived in a place that had good stargazing spots ((I FOUND THE WORD!!!)) and you were on board,, you'd find me excitedly yapping off about what i researched about it while we're on our way there!!

i'd pack desserts and pastries that we baked together (because of course we would) in a silly little picnic basket decorated with stickers and we'd lay down a blanket of your choice on the grass,, enjoying our treats and talking about anything!! if we're lucky, we might catch a shooting star :3

speaking of which?? us baking together would be CHAOTIC

two teens left unsupervised in a kitchen, what will they do?

try their hand at baking from scratch the best they can, of course!!!

there's constant laughter coming from the kitchen, and by the end of it,, we'd be covered in batter, sugar, and flour. ... we'll clean that up later—

the end product would look scuffed and absolutely nothing like the inspo pic we found on either pinterest or google while nomming on icecream, but we'd still find it silly after laughing at it and take it with us anyway!! (つω`｡)

what we wanted...

WHAT WE MADE LMFAOAOAISUDHDHDH

[quietly, in awe, staring at the finished product. "what on the floating, spinning rock we call earth have we created." "a masterpiece."]

it's okay, we made an extra batch of cupcakes and cookies anyway. (*´▽`*)

i'm 100% introducing you to all my plushies. yes, all 8 of them. and my three cats. there is no escaping. /j /lh

i'd grab my childhood sofia the first blanket (that i still use) and an extra soft blanket for you if you didn't bring one after we get home from stargazing and we can watch both [into the spiderverse] and [across the spiderverse] back-to-back while snacking on whatever caught our eye in the store on our way home!!

you'd come over with both your hands free and leave with bags of the snacks and treats you liked and a random plushie that reminded me of you :3

we'd watch musicals together and you'd probably introduce me to your favorites; then i'd end up randomly spouting lines that got stuck in my head over and over again. like you'd be minding your business and i'd stare at you and very, very quietly go, "i came as soon as i heard, whaaaat, angelicaaaa all the way from london?? daaamn—"

eventually, we'd get to a point where if we rewatched a musical together enough, we'd act out the lines dramatically as they play in the background, scream-whisper-singing along as if we were the ones on stage.

sorry for taking so long to finish this finnfinn,, i got caught up in life stuff!! highschool exams are breathing down my back.... no......... MATHEMATICS PLEASE YOU'RE MY LEAST FAVORITE SUBJECT!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!! /silly BUT I WILL PREVAIL RAHHHHHHH!!! (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦) i will be officially free for summer friday next week!!

[parachutingkitten]

Forgive me for like yapping at you for a while this is gonna be a long one, and I totally get if you don't respond to this at all and just delete it from your inbox it's just something that has been bothering me sooo much

And before I start I want to clarify this is not hate! I'm just intending to like. Discuss yk?

So in your video analysis of female characters in ninjago I was quite excited to get to the bit about Harumi because she's a really interesting character and absolutely one of my favorites. But when I did it was like you missed every major aspect of her character and motivations and it was especially disappointing because like. The video was worded to accomodate new/non-fans who don't know about these characters! And it's disheartening when a character is completely misunderstood especially in a video where the point is to explain these characters and how they are often misunderstood or poorly represented by the writers

I think you were really hung up on the idea that Harumi had any good motivations for what she was doing which is just. Not true. Harumi never wanted to help people who had similar situations to her. The whole point of her character is that she's held onto her anger and hatred to the point it's all that drives her, which is what makes her death so impactful- It's the moment she sees the error of her ways and the fact that she's only perpetrated the same cycle that hurt her.

You brought up the fact that it didn't make sense for her feeding the poor to be an act. But it does if you think about the rest of the context of the scene. I know it's easy to miss things when you're trying to get all the information together for a video like that so I totally don't blame you for this one, but Lloyd brings up the fact that her room seemed ransacked and her window was blown open. The intent there on Harumi's part was to get him to follow her so he'd see her doing something "good" that'd throw him off her trail. This is something she does OFTEN. Like when the ninja are discussing who the quiet one could be or when Lloyd is shocked by her ability to throw the machete.

Harumi, in the oni trilogy at least is consistent with her motives. They screwed her up real bad in crystalized, but in the Oni trilogy the point of her character was that her worldview was fucked up and she didn't care who she hurt until she realized that she was being no better than the people who hurt her.

I think since there is such a drastic tonal shift when we get to the Oni trilogy, you were probably unintentionally looking at it through the same lense as the rest of the series where the themes and such are very surface-level and spelled out easily so again I don't like hate you for not understanding her motives or hell even falling for the manipulation tactics she employed that the viewer was supposed to look a little more into but I needed to like ramble about it SORRY this ended up much longer than I intended ^^; don't feel pressured to respond or anything

OoOOOooo! I usually answer my asks in order, but this one is real tempting right now, so I absolutely will respond. And before we get into everything, I want to extend you the same exact courtesy you did me. I'm just here to discuss. Absolutely zero hard feelings or hate.

First off, I think that is a great, and perfectly valid interpretation. Have fun with it. It's certainly a little more cohesive than what I got out of the season. I do, however, think you underestimate how much thought went into my video. As a bit of behind the scenes, Harumi was absolutely the piece of the script I was most paranoid about missing something for, because I don't have the same love for the character as most of the fandom, so I was thinking about her characterization a lot. Unfortunately, I have in fact considered all the pieces you have presented here. I just don't think those pieces actually fit together so neatly as presented in the show.

Specifically, I think it's very clear that we are supposed to have some amount of agreement with/sympathy for Harumi. Her backstory in flashback is supposed to be very heart wrenching. We see her child self go numb at the end, not angry, it's not trying to show us the start to a hardening progression, it's showing us harumi, currently angry at what happened to the little girl she used to be. If she were supposed to be a pure evil villain like Aspheera who's just evil because she is, whose justifications don't really line up, they would not have tried so hard to make us cry about her past. The backstory is structured so that it seems to give her a proper motive. She outright states her motive in her villain reveal monologue. If the point was to highlight how far from those original motivations she has strayed, it should have, I don't know, been highlighted in narrative? Have people bring it up? Have people try and appeal to her supposed motivation, have it not work, and then realize how far she's gone?

Harumi going to feed the poor was a move to throw Lloyd off the scent? What kind of 4d chess is she playing? She's got to assume lloyd will come look for her after happening to see a trashed room in a very narrow timeframe, follow her, and then talk with her while feeding children, all so that he... trusts her? After he already very clearly trusts her? All the other examples you bring up are harumi misdirecting attention after they start to catch on to her with minimal logistical effort. This is not that. Feeding the poor would be an insane preventative measure to take with a ton of extra complicated steps, that ultimately doesn't even gain her any new advantages. At that point, it's just bad writing. And if this was supposed to be an example of how she's betraying the motives she claims to be fighting for, again, it should have been highlighted in the narrative. As we have it, it's only brought up as an example of how manipulable the ninja are, not how far she's strayed from her purpose.

Now, is what your trying to say here what they intended to portray? Very likely. That's what the best written version of this character looks like. It's the only way her arc in the oni trilogy makes sense. Which, I do praise once I get to my season 9 bit. I talk about the cycle of hurt, and how good her death is, on multiple levels, and I end with an overall positive outlook on the character as flawed but ultimately impactful until we get to crystalized. But again, that is not what actually got portrayed to us in season 8. Do not give the writers credit for dots that you were able to shuffle around into making sense. I think I make it pretty clear that I understand Harumi isn't supposed to have a reasonable motive in the review. My confusion is at the narrative dissonance this reveal has when we get to it, because of the hints that tell the audience to relate to Harumi as a villain. The backstory, the attempt at a logical motive, and the girl boss feminism twist all point us in the direction of there being something she's actually fighting for. I think they did a bad job at portraying the ideas they wanted to get across, and my goal in the review is to highlight where those dissonances are, because the writing on her character to portray these ideas wasn't done correctly.

That, on top of the basic factual timeline errors in her backstory and logistics around her plan just push my perspective over the edge for me. I wasn't blind to the points your making here, I was intentionally de-emphasizing them to bring attention to the poor writing that tried to show us those elements. My thesis is that harumi was underthought, and I stand by that thesis. I have yet to come across an argument that has convinced me otherwise, though I don't discount that there may yet be one out there.

But even if you do read my analysis as a shallow first time viewer's perspective on things(which again, I assure you it isn't), if the point the writers were trying to get across doesn't translate to a first time viewer, isn't that a problem?

If it makes you feel any better though, one of the top comments under the video is a thread of people trying to explain their interpretations of how harumi's character makes sense, so there is discussion being had about this stuff.

[starry-slithers]

Cute little ribbons

Preschool!CaRiz

Warnings! Basically just fluff. **Riz and any squad mentions belongs to @rene-hl-trashcan

Cariad was playing with her friend Madeline. At least, Cariad thought Madeline was her friend. They were playing superhero’s, and apparently Madeline had a power that made Cariad go away because she was annoying. Naive, innocent little Cariad believed it was just part of the game. Riz glanced up over his science book at the pair. He felt bad for the little blonde girl, just trying desperately to make friends. He’s given up on that a long time ago. All the kids were…immature. He couldn’t blame them. This was preschool- of course the kids were immature. But they just didn’t get him in the slightest.

Cariad then tried to be social. She didn’t necessarily want to be. She liked being solitary and by herself. But her mother had told her to at least try and make an effort so she did. The staff had given up trying to coax Riz.

To her surprise, the kids let her join the game. But she was forced to be the maid while everyone else was royalty. She seemed content with the role, being the outsider, until a girl screamed. Cariad instantly covered her ears. She hated, hated, hated loud noises. She walked away from the game and saw Riz. He seemed quiet. A little intimidating but she doubted he’d be loud. So she approached him with a small smile. She was wearing cute little dungarees and her hair was in two plaids held by pretty pink ribbons. A smile was plastered on her face.

“Hello! I’m Cariad. You’re Riz, right? Can I sit with you please?” She asked, twiddling with her fingers. He gave a silent nod to say yes. She sat beside him and peeped over his shoulder to see what he was reading.

“That seems pretty interesting!” Her gaze turned excited when he got to a page about marine life. Cariad knew everything there was to know about sea life, she studied it in her own time frequently.

“Did you know that sharks can go into a trance? When you flip a shark upside down they go into a trance-like state called tonic immobility!” She said excitedly. She adored sharks, an uncommon interest in 1880. “And they’ve been around for like a really really long time, like 445 million years! Can you imagine being alive for that long?!” He listened intently, the corner of his mouth twitching up slightly in amusement. Her eyes were sparkling with glee at the opportunity to ramble. Most people told her to shut up by now. And other kids normally weren’t interested anyways. It was nice he was listening to her. But then she figured he was just being polite and that he didn’t care either so she reigned herself in a little.

“Sorry-.” She mumbled. That’s when he did something unexpected. He chuckled. She hardly heard a word out of that boy the whole time she’d been at this preschool and here he was laughing. She liked his laugh, it made her smile.

He scooted over closer to share the book with her and they read it together, Cariad just yapping if she saw something that caught her interest. “You seem to know a lot about this kind of thing, huh?”

“Mhm! I’ve got so many books like this at home! I love reading! I like fiction but non fiction is really cool because I like knowing about the world. Mother calls it a special interest or something. Do you have anything like that?”

“I like science.”

“Science is so cool!” She grinned. She was always grinning, like a little sunshine. She leaned her head on his shoulder to read the book better. Riz flinched slightly, before he realised what she was doing. She was touching him…nicely? He could hardly recall a time he’d been touched with care, rather than loathing. Being groomed to be the next dark lord didn’t exactly give him a loving household. Yes, he couldn’t feel pain. But he could still suffer things like passing out even if he couldn’t feel it. Some people close to the family thought it was fascinating and a gift. Riz knew it was a dangerous curse.

He focused on the little girl on his shoulder. Maybe there was one tolerable person at this preschool after all. He hardly noticed Cariad undoing her cute little plaits to tie the pink ribbon in a bow around his index finger. She tried to do the same for herself but she struggled to tie it around herself, so Riz gently took her hand and tied it for her. She smiled at him and put her head back on his shoulder. The staff looked slightly shocked, but we’re glad the girl people found annoying and the boy who kept to himself had found a friend in eachother.

The two ended up falling asleep. They’d skipped ‘nap time’ to read with eachother and talk. When Eloise, Cariads mother, and Riz’s nanny came to collect the kids at home time, they saw them cuddled up on a bean bag, a book on their lap. Cariad was asleep on his shoulder and Riz leant his cheek against her head. Both were reluctant to pull the two apart, they looked so content. But eventually, Eloise picked up her daughter and left. She noticed her hair had come out of its pigtails. Before she saw the pink ribbon tied around her finger, with the other ribbon around Riz’s index finger. She smiled to herself.

Maybe her daughter would have friends after all.

🎀~🎀~🎀~🎀~🎀~🎀~🎀~🎀~🎀~🎀~🎀~🎀~🎀~🎀~🎀~🎀~🎀~

This was kinda rushed but I had a brain rot so YOLO. I’m gonna come back and improve it, probably on Saturday. It’s gonna be super fun and well written so basically the plot but written totally different

[my-castles-crumbling]

Greece anon here

Thank you for what you said about the eras tour rant I went on, it's really helped to calm some of my nerves.

Also good news! We didn't sell the tickets to strangers but to someone my mum works with and they will probably be able to grab the merch we want when they go to their show if we give them money for them so I probably won't have to worry about merch lines at all which is good. But if the lines are short when we go we might go anyway just to see what's left yk.

I have got the loop experience 2 earplugs because I saw a bunch of people recommending them but I'm really scared I'll be able to hear my voice really loudly in my head. I'll see when I get there whether the noise is bad enough to have to wear them.

It is almost only 10 days away and i am freaking out!!!! There is no way I am seeing Taylor swift in 10 days that's not real. She's literally my favourite person in the world and I'm going to see her in real life I am so EXCITED!!!!!!!!!

How did you organise your bracelets? I want to put the ones I get from other people on my wrists and keep the ones I've made separate but I just found out that wembley don't allow metal carabiners inside so I am trying to come up with a new way to hold them. My bag has a bunch of compartments (because I like to organise) so I might just have them loose in one of the big compartments lol

I'm going out with my friends on Wednesday (including the one I'm going to the eras tour with) and I'm going to be yapping about it so much they're going to be sick of me but I don't care because I'M GOING TO THE ERAS TOUR!!!!

I'm trying to get everything that I need to get done over summer break done before my show so after I can just lay and think "oh my god that was amazing I'm so sad it's over" but I tried to open the book I have to read yesterday and I just kind of stared at it for a while, not a lot of reading happened... But I opened it!!! And that counts as progress 😌

I'm so happy I'm actually going to the eras tour!

I got my tickets over a year ago (11th July 2023) and I have been waiting so patiently I can hardly control myself anymore. Like on the 16th August I am going to be AT THE ERAS TOUR!!!!! it's crazy I can't believe it. I watch a livestream of every single show (yes, every. Single. One. I know it's excessive but I just love it so much) and soon it will be MY show. I have seen it through over 100 grainy livestreams at like 2am and during classes and MY SHOW is so close I am so excited I could throw up, my stomach hurts if I think about it for too long.

This was long and it was mostly me rambling but once I get talking about it it's hard for me to stop so sorry but hey it could have been worse! How are you? I hope you're doing well, summer sucks sometimes cause of the heat but sometimes it's great, and I hope it's going great for you!

Hi!!! Ahhh, I'm so excited for you! You have to update me on how it goes, okay?

I organized my bracelets where I had my inappropriate ones on one arm and my g-rated ones on the other lol. Because I knew kids would be there. TBH my biggest regret of the show was that I didn't trade a lot though! I'm super socially awkward irl so I was scared to go up to people, so I only got a few trades done, so don't do what I did! Luckily when I went to the movie later on I was braver, but I still have like ten of my own bracelets left :(

I'm doing pretty good, my summer is going well! I can't wait to hear about how amazing your show is! <3

[anhonest-puck]

tell me about you + your friend’s 80s au?

oh lord where do i even start 😭 i’m about to be yapping for a long time i apologize in advance.

so, me n my group of friends got together and put an 80’s au together called Island Wheels! we’ve all been working on it for a while and i love it dearly i’m ngl. i write ralph’s perspective (might have been obvious..) and basically his whole character so most of the stuff in this ramble will be about his side of the story!! (we also assume that mulberry boy [we named him maxwell], simon, and piggy are still alive and just got really beat up or something)

we assigned each of the boys a type of skating/something on wheels!! so ralph roller skates (i think piggy would attempt to roller skate too? he just wouldn’t like it very much and opt to play the arcade games or smt lolll), jack and roger roller blade, simon and maurice skateboard, and samneric ride bicycles (or only one for both of them sometimes..)! they all hang out at the local skating rink to just get away from everything though.

to start: his family. i hc that ralph is a middle child! his older brother is robert and his younger brother is maxwell. his fathers name is felix allebach and his mothers name was clara, who passed away when ralph was seven. his father remarried to an american woman named trudy jennings. ralph’s full name is ralph rover jennings-allebach. his brothers are amazing; maxwell looks up to ralph like an idol of some sort, and robert would literally kill for his younger brothers. his relationship with his father is also really good too! the allebachs are british-german, making them practically fluent in both languages as they grew up around german speaking family. their family is more lower-middle class, leaning hard on the lower part.

ralph’s character: basically brother has issues. he has ocd, ptsd from the island, anxiety/hallucinations, and he tends to go into depressive slumps every so often; especially when things aren’t clean or ‘manipulated’ to how it wants them to be. this is what my most recent art was about!! he was freaking out because he looks “like a corpse” and how he can’t recognize himself anymore after getting smoked out of the island. yikes.

last section bcz i don’t want to spoil too much!! how did jack and ralph re-meet?: they wound up going to the same boarding school (wow shocker ikr) and ralph becomes distant after figuring that out. but one night during a party at the skating rink, roger shoves jack into ralph which leads into jack spilling his drink all over him. (fun fact this entire scene was inspired by Ribs by Lorde so um. thanks Lorde?) ralph still like hates jack at this time so jack is like “uhmmmmmhhh ill go get paper towels ahaha” and he just ditches and probably punches roger. and then (shocker again) their sophomore year they get put in a dorm together and simply have to Deal With It! they do end up getting along a little while into it though :)

i don’t want to spoil a whole hell of a lot but that’s a little bit of it :,) i’ve been waiting for someone to ask though i’ve been so excited FJSHSJJS. i have so much more i’m so sorry for the literal paragraphs already BAHAHAHA take some soggy ralph as compensation 🥹

please do ask questions if you have any!! i’m very willing to answer any questions about this au hehe

[ask-tobias-moore]

how'd you meet norm?

Howdy, hey, Dusty here! Sorry, this blog has been kinda dead. I actually forgot it existed... anyway, heres the fella! Sorry in advance. This is gonna be a long post. So get ready for some readin -𐂂

Tobias appeared to perk up a bit at the question. He looked almost excited that someone had asked about his husband. Taking a breath, he started rambling as he leaned against the front desk. Unaware of how much he was talking. That man could talk quite a bit if you get him going on the right subject. And well, you sure chose the right one.

"Oh, I'm glad you asked! It's kind of a funny story. Ahem, so it was a normal day, just like any other. I was working at the library, shelving the returns, when I heard the bell above the door ring. I initially thought nothing of it. Just another person stopping by to check out a book or use the computers or the printer. Whatever, right? But then I hear Gingi scamper in. Which, they were on a temporary ban from the library for destroying a book when they got frustrated that they couldn't read it. Said something about hieroglyphics even though it was a... children's book... Either way, they shouldn't have been here. But, moving on..."

"I heard Gingi talking with someone, and then I heard these really heavy, LOUD footsteps following it. I peeked out behind the shelf I was at and saw the green one. And a man standing beside them. I never saw him around here before. It intrigued me. I had to know who this stranger was and why he was at my library. I approached, and Gingi basically leaped at me, but the stranger grabbed them and stopped them before they could actually touch me. He apologized for its behavior. Which... Gosh, hearing his voice for the first time sent some sort of butterflies fluttering in my chest... Sorry, moving on."

"When I asked why Gingi was here when they weren't supposed to be, they explained that they were showing their new friend around. Well, it was more of an excuse, really. But they introduced me to the stranger. Norm was his name. Little did I know that man would turn out to be my husband later on... We shook hands, introduced ourselves properly, and that was kind of it. For first meetings anyway. They left relatively soon after Gingi had me show Norm around the library. We spoke a little while I showed him around. I asked him about himself, learned that he was from Arizona, and that he was the town's new sheriff. I didn't get to learn much more about him than that before Gingi dragged him off to somewhere else. But all that mystery surrounding him had me so drawn in. I had to learn more."

He took a glance down to you for a moment before he paused, realizing that he was still talking. And he suddenly fixed his posture while he gave an awkward, nervous chuckle. It was easy to start rambling when the memories play out like a video to him.

"Oh-, I'm sorry, kiddo! I didn't mean to talk your ear off. I didn't even realize I was talking for so long. I don't... usually do that... my apologies! Thank you for listening, though. You listen very well. Maybe if you stop by again, I'll have more stories for you. I might even drag Norm in here if you'd like to ask him, too! But for now, I think I've uh 'yapped' enough, as the kids say it."

[akaakeis]

sav the terriblest thing has happened......... i joined english coaching.............

okay its not that bad the guy was my ninth grade english teacher and hes kind of a w

i also found out my current english teacher is mentally ill and not one of her students got 90+ in english like..

#notmepls

ANYWAYS

this Means that i shall be offline when ur usually first online during the day on sundays tuesdays and thursdays throws up

ive alr been so busy and i was like omg #textingsav and then i realised we probably wont talk today and also the only time we'll talk is

wait omg no school tmr we WILL talk tmr which will be ur today

the way im just. rambling in ur inbox but its ok bc ur u and im me #neverdoingthisanywhereelse

next thing . wait i forgot im remembering

oKAY remembered 👍 ERM i got like a. 68 on my english test and apparently this mentally ill woman marked it wrong and i shouldve gotten an erm. wait calculating. at least an 88 LIKE GIRL WHAT THE FREAKKKKKKKKK

in other news erm why i cried in the last four days list .

i love my sister

i love my friends

english grade

teacher yelled at me

there was no garlic bread at home

i got disconnected from dti

i didnt want to get up and change

the electricity cut off five times and i couldnt play genshin properly

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86 eighty-six

hashtag periods i love periods

in other news i also love maths like i WAS a maths girl i AM a maths girlie i will always BE a maths girlie it is THE subject of all time and if anyone disagrees then they're wrong (unless it's u because what can i say. i always agree with cute girls🤷‍♀️)

also like i said id tell you about the smau but literally erm. i forgot.. what was supposed to happen.. i have two lines ill dm them to u or something 😭😭😭😭 WAIT I JUST REMEMBERED SOMETHING ELSE AND THEN I FORGOT IT IM GOING TO SOB.

OH YES spilling school tea

our chem teacher used to tutor this one girl and he flirted with her mom at 1am on wahtsapp and facebook and then his wife divorced him😭😭

this one girl's picture got taken. like a norm picture. and then her bf and some people fought over it. like physically. at coaching. LOL INSANE

english physics and chemistry departments of our school are failing everyone is underpaid and leaving

my english teacher is senile but we mentioned that already i think

ANYWAYSSSS UNINTENTIONAL YAP ASK I LITERALLY JUST CAME HERE TO SAY IM MORE BUSY THAN BEFORE LMFAO. look where we are. oh omg im so #scared #excited #terrified for us w/o u part 2 thats flipping SCARY IM SCARED anyways how are u? feel free to yap in the answers if u do answer it and uhhh take care stay safe love u mwa mwa dm me whenever

LINA MY LOVE!! this is gonna be long i fear. oh dear.... ok so english coaching is not fun good luck with that 😕

well at least the guy is cool ‼️

im sorry but lowkey... #wbk about that one i fear!! I ALWAYS THOUGHT SHE WAS A LITTLE MENTALLY ILL? IS THAT JUST ME OR

anyway if u dont get 90+ in english send her my way I WILL FIGHT FOR YOUR GRADE SO HARD you deserve a good grade!!! i can tell you've been putting in the effort + im proud of u!!1!!1!1

NOOOOOO WE WONT BE ABLE TO TALK AS MUCH 🙁 lwt me think so today is thursday and youll be on on mondays wednesdays fridays + saturdays as normal presumably? THATS OKAY i usually wake up latw on thursdays because i sleep late and its a whole mess... i was nearly late this morning harhar ANYWAY POINT BEING WE WILL STILL BE ABLE TO TALK TO WE'LL BE GOOD

girl me too <//3 was so locked in on tuesday you should've seen me writing my article for the magazine + writing out the rest of my speech and finalizing ITS SO BUSY RN ICB IT

these timezones are confusinf me hello i am so lost as i read this! 12 hrs apart w you ahead is all ik regarding this

ANYWAY WE WILL FIND TIME AND WE WILL MAKE IT WORK ITLL JUST TAKE A MINUTE FOR ME TO FIGURE IT OUT

its okay i live laugh love for ur asks actually im sitting in my room smiling as i type out this reply to ur ask... inbox yap hour MY FAV

A 68 IS ACTUALLY INSANE GOODBYE how did she screw up the grade so bad 😭 she can catch these fists for that one LIKE HOW DO U GET IT 20% OFF THIS IS NOT A CLEARANCE SALE MISS!!

HELP all of these reasons are equally valid 😞 periods really get me fucked up fr i think im about to get mine too smh

that is SO valid lina math is honestly a good subject 🙂‍↕️ not my fav but i honestly enjoy the class cause it's 1) simple for me 2) my tablemates are so odd to the point of being hilarious and 3) my teacher is gay and we found his grindr profile so i always giggle when i think about that HAHDBDN so math class is just heaps of fun

NOOOO I WAS SO EXCITED TO HESR ABT THE SMAU U NEED TO SEND ME THE TWO LINES U HAVE SOON!!1!!1!1 STOP I HATE WHEN THAT HAPPENS BUT IT HAPPENS TO ME SO OFTEN ITS AWFUL

ok THE CHEM TEACHER??? wow okay so thats crazy! HIS WIFE DIVORCING HIM TOO PLEASE SO DESERVED everyone point and laugh!!! L man!!!!

HELP WHY WERE THEY EVEN FIGHTING IF IT WAS JUST A NORMAL PICTURE THATS SO WILD?? 😭 like guys its not that deep </3

WHAT. so like is this hyperbole or is literally everyone going to leave bc of being underpaid and whatnot CAUSE THATS SO BAD 

senility✊😞 what a trooper/j

ITS OKAY I ENJOYED READING ALL OF THAT!!!  PLEASE PRIORITIZE ALL YOUR STUDIES THEYRE THE MOST IMPORTANT <3 I HOPE YOU DONT BURN OUT FROM BEING MORE BUSY THAN BEFORE BC I KNOW I DEFINITELY DID WHEN I HAD VOLLEYBALL.. SO TAKE THINGS EASY AND DONT STRESS YOURSELF TOO MUCH PLEASE!!! ILY ILY ILY!! oh okay so us without me pt 2 is probably gonna be BAD BAD cause it will b talking about how he was actually in love w eden since BEFORE he had moved and all that so itll be extra angst talking about before he had moved 😸 basically timeskips briefly showing how he gives you less and less affection as the time he leaves draws near AHAHAH ITS GONNA BE BAD

+ im alright!!! no homework for once in a blue moon so im sitting here relaxing i feel so good rn <3 i have an iced matcha latte and a cake pop I AM LIVE LAUGH LOVING

so i dont have much to yap about at this moment but i just got back from school SOOOO ill yap about that!!

starting off strong i woke up an hour + 15 mins late and had 20 minutes to get ready and eat... i was almost late this morning BUT i have fitness first thing in the morning on my a-days (we work on an a/b schedule!!) and my teacher always comes late to that!! so i had time to dress down and i BOOKED IT to the weight room + made it!! in that class we basically just do weightlifting + my usual partner wasnt there bc she had a golf tournament... so i was with some of my other friends for lifting!! was kinda thriving bc my other partner usually does heavier weights + they did lighter ones SO I WAS REALLY REALLY FAST W MY SETS i was very proud!!

then i went into second period (i have bio) and we were doing a lab where we examined some cells in onions, tomatoes, + the inside of our cheeks (ew) but basically we had to group up and im not rly fond of one of the girls that r in my group cause she doesn't talk much she just squeezes in to look through the microscope so it annoys me 😞 ANYWAY THE LAB WAS LIGHT WORK GOT IT DONE IN 30 MINS and then i had like an hour of free time after that so i asked for a hall pass and i roamed the halls for a bit 😸 after that i have to go to advisory + i was just helping people w math hw and doing some of the nyt games to kill my boredom (oh and drivers ed stuff!!)

at lunch i was just sitting with some of my friends and playing imessage games with them 😭 then we went into the gym and played volleyball for a bit!!

after lunch i had geo and i was taking notes like a madman i fear... dk if ive said this before but like ohhh man everyone makes a point of telling me how small my hand writing is its so annoying 😭 i heard that three times during class today and i was literally done LIKE STOP LEAVE ME ALONE PLEASE ‼️

theeeen i had my speech + debate CLASS not to be confused with my club!! i already finished my oratory so i just played games the entire period 😻 lots of fun would recommend!!! i just hate the teacher cause he's always telling me to go back to my seat WHEN IM HELPING HIS STUDENTS CATCH UP ON WORK like ok! sorry for trying to help you fix the mistakes you made when teaching them how to make their speeches! goodness! my bad! anyway hes my opp 😒

AND THATS MY DAY!! anyway take care stay safe i love you!!! MWAHH <3

[sugar-omi]

(swiftie asker) "he was the sweet lemonade you wanted for a summer but cove was the water you needed" OH OKAY. OH OKAY. YOU LITERALLY COULD'VE JUST TAKEN MY STILL BEATING HEART AND THROWN IT INTO A FOOD PROCESSOR AND IT WOULD'VE HURT LESS THAN THAT. WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK DUDE

the idea of baxter filling the "other woman" archetype is so bittersweet because he doesn't even show any hints that he's upset about it. he's just so very good at reassuring others that everything's fine, that the day is meant to be about them and that he's here to make their special day perfect. but who's going to be there for him? who's going to be more than just his summer love? who's going to realize they still love him in the fall?

reminds me of some of taylor's new music from ttpd ... fortnight (the first track) is such a baxter song because like . fleeting love? the one that got away? "thought of calling ya, but you won't pick up" referring to baxter ghosting mc for five years? "i took the miracle move-on drug; the effects were temporary" referring to baxter trying to make himself as temporary as possible so mc would forget about him easily - and it not working? "i love you, it's ruining my life"? "i touched you for only a fortnight"? "all of this to say, i hope you're okay - but you're the reason"? "and for a fortnight there, we were forever"???? i'm sorry but it's literally him.

ahhhh i don't mean to constantly send in walls of text but i've been a fan of yours for a long ass time and i'm so glad you like my silly little ideas!! i look up to you a lot as a writer so it makes me really happy that you're willing to entertain my thoughts haha

"who's going to realize they still love him in the fall" OH MY GOD.... just snatch my heart up n squeeze it omg...

that song is so him. i listened to it like 3 times and it's so HIM. also "i love you, it's ruining my life" is the best fucking way to describe how I FELT AFTER PLAYING BAXTER'S DLC. the pain, the way he delicately then cruelly rejects you when you ask for more.

that'd be exactly what he was trying to avoid. it's why he didn't go further with you in the cabin, and it's why he keeps up the appearance of someone put together and strong, mysterious and a whirlwind. so much so you can't put up with it for more than the summer.

gives you the glitter and flare of a summer fling, gives you fun and excitement but deprives you of the intimacy, dodges the sensitive questions...

but you're too kind. always reaching out for him, pulling him into your small world, and he's too much of a sucker. falls for your sweet smile, your insistence that he joins your friends or family for activities. falls for you insisting that you need him, that you like him...

jfc i cannot ramble again, if anything im the one yapping your ear off LMAO. please i can ramble about baxter for DAYS. i love him but this man is the perfect angst bank and i can drag on for ages...

and please don't worry about writing long messages, even if i take awhile to respond, i love reading em so much. i was actually looking forward to what you had to say about my last response lol <3

n plus you know much more about taylor swift than i do, and the songs n stuff better. i mean i do check the lyrics n associate em n associate songs n stuff but i love how enthusiastic you are, it's very refreshing to me 😊

and omg you're so kind... ngl i cried a bit LOL i've never had someone say they look up to me n i didn't expect that, that's very sweet and i'm glad i'm good enough to be inspiring, i'm very happy to hear that🥹🫶

n i'm more than happy to listen to everyones thoughts, i think everything yall have to say is worthwhile and it's like you pluck some things straight out of my brain too 😂 i wish i could spend all day answering yall's thoughts and stuff, i get excited seeing more asks even though i cannot respond quickly

so thank you for sharing your thoughts <3 i look forward to more, n don't be afraid to dm me!!! yall are too sweet, so feel free to ask me anything 🥰

[openupforme]

i’m so good at sending one anon and keeping them short 🤪 (lying). but opening up for you sexually and emotionally!!! smiling, giggling, kicking my feet, and twirling my hair rn!! so true!!! both are very important!!

also, what if we (like a general we lmao. not trying to be make this about Me) went to the zoo, but like the one for sea animals? (it’s like 8 am rn and i can’t think of the word. i am very intelligent, just sleepy rn) and then we saw a seal! and then you told me fun facts about them! and then i get to watch you ramble and be passionate! and smile! and look handsome! what then 😤🤭

- kneeling femme

hi again kneeling femme! short or not i enjoy receiving them. mhm that’s right. you don’t miss a thing do you? my name is supposed to not only be taken sexually but emotionally as well. smart girl.

it’s always good to have that balance, it’s like “yes baby i’m going to make sure everything taken care of.” I usually don’t support Zoo’s (unless it’s to rehabilitate or protect) because I don’t like to think of animals being trapped for our personal entertainment. Plus some Zoo’s aren’t so nice to our animal friends. BUT I AM COMPLETELY COOL WITH Aquarium’s (they’re required to take proper care/pre-cautions at all times). BUT i’ve never been to one. thats a warning for if we do go because you’ll be hearing the certified nerdy boy yap. I am a human dictionary when it comes to deep sea creatures or water (fury) friends.

you want that? wanna watch me nerd out? i’ll tell you all of my silly and SUPER INTERESTING FUN FACTS as long as you quiet me down when it gets to be too much It’s a must for me to silly boy ramble when I see pictures of them, SO IMAGINE ME SEEING ONE IN PERSON FOR THE FIRST TIME?

(got excited sorry)

afterwards i’d treat you to an amazing meal (somewhere i strategically picked out because i knew you’d like it) and then i get to have an amazing meal of my own when we get finished……

I WANTED TO SAY MORE BUT DUTY CALLS. maybe if you’re a good girl i’ll tell you more later

- 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐦 🦭

[drethanramslay]

Hi!! Can you please do No. 14 and 49 from the prompt list for Ethan X MC? Thank you so much I love all of your fics ❤️❤️

Thanks for the ask anon and @squishywizardhq

You can find the prompt list here.

#14- "Are you okay?" (I wrote Bryce x mc on this prompt which you can find here)

#49- "Are you bleeding?"

#97- "Stop being so stubborn!"

I decided to merge both the prompts because it's seemed most logical and fit into the scenario perfectly hehehe

Word count: 2K words (yep that's pretty long compared to the usual requests so buckle up)

Warning: none

Author's note: I was gonna post this later but people were getting antsy so I decided to post this first so enjoy

forgive me for any mistakes

And trust me <3

Stay for Me

Leah stepped out of the subway on to the platform and started walking towards the familiar apartment complex where she had spent most of her time in Ethan's absence.

During the entire walk, her brain was racing and her heart beat had spiked up due to the anticipation and anxiety.

It's the most logical option Leah. It's okay, don't be scared. Feelings are fleeting. You will get over him eventually. Her conscience tried to comfort her, but it was of no help whatsoever.

She entered the lift and pressed the button which would take her to his apartment. Though the ride was short, her palms felt sweaty and her throat was parched.

She stepped out and knocked on the door and waited for him to open it as she wiped her palms on her tights.

He opened the door, and Leah looked up to meet his eyes.

"Leah?"

"I'm an absolute idiot. I'm so sorry." She rambled.

"What? First of all come in." Concern was etched in his beautiful eyes as he opened the door wider so that she could enter.

"I have made my decision."

He winced, bracing himself. "You are gonna stay with him, right?"

"What? No!" She grasped his hands in her and looked up at him.

"it's you Bryce... It's always been you."

There was pin drop silence. Leah's heart thundered as the silence continued to stretch between them.

"Bryce, what aren't you saying anything?" Leah's voice cracked which seemed to shake him out of his reverie.

"Leah... No matter how much that makes me happy... No."

"No?! What no?"

He sat on the sofa while Leah continued standing, her eyes following every step. "Come sit down. We are due for a chat."

She sat down on the seat next to him and turned towards him, completely bewildered. "No? But.. but I don't understand this?"

She started counting the pros on her fingers. "We are literally perfect for each other. You are the number one surgeon of your batch. I'm the number one diagnostician of my batch. We both like the same things and music. I like you... You like me.. so why not?"

Bryce chuckled and shook his head as he played with his fingers. "Leah we only look good on paper."

"Bu-"

"Leah what you described is external factors which can fluctuate with time. We literally are carbon copies of each other."

"So what's wrong with that? Isn't it better that way?"

"Leah, over time all these factors will cancel out each other and we would just be a boring couple who is a shadow of one another. This 'feelings' we have now will change into bitterness, sadness and distance. And I don't want that."

His eyes landed on hers and he gave a small smile. "The perfect relationship is when you complement one another. Like fire and water. Like Ying and Yang. And I have see that between you and Ethan."

Leah looked down, her throat choking up with emotions.

"But... I decided to go with my logic and this is the right option. No hurt, no pain-"

"-No love, No happiness. Leah, love is not a application of logic. It's what you feel. It want the heart wants." Bryce finished the statement and sighed.

"You may have never spoken about it but anyone can see how head over heels the both of you are for each other. I have noticed the way his eyes brighten when you entre the room. Or the way your smile illuminates a thousand times more when he calls your name."

"Wait... Everyone noticed it?"

Rolling his eyes, he subtly punched her shoulder lightly. "Everyone knew except the two of you. You both have your head so far up your asses that you didn't even notice a bet was going on around."

"A BET?!"" Leah exclaimed.

"Yap. Hell, 90% of the people put a bet that you would end up with Ramsey. But you chose me. Many people lost a lot of money."

Leah groaned as she face palmed. "I'm so embarrassed."

"Don't be. That's why they say love is blind."

Dragging her hands down her face she turned towards him. "But if you knew I had feelings for Ethan... Why did you still choose to date me?"

A small smile etched on his face. "Like I said love is blind. I chose to stay in denial and swooped in when you were hurting. I'm sorry."

"No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have played you."

"Shut up. You didn't play me. In fact you were one of the best girlfriends I have had. I knew the risks and I still pursued you."

Leah let out a deep sigh as she leaned on her knees.

"So what now?"

"Well. I suggest we call quits because neither of us would be happy."

"But what about you?"

"What about me? It's been a privilege to have my heart broken by you."

Leah narrowed her eyes at the statement and Bryce guffawed. "You know I love to quote TFIOS and I saw the opportunity and I had to."

"Bryce."

"Yeah yeah... I will be fine... Not now, but eventually. You are my best friend first and seeing you happy is all I want. Not gonna lie, I hope that I can find the kind of love you share with Ethan."

"I know that the guy upstairs has a plan for an amazing guy like you."

"Fingers crossed."

They both got up, and Bryce walked her to the door. Leah was still in deep thought but it was relief and lightness in her step.

Turning towards him, she placed a hand on the door frame. "Are you sure you are gonna be okay? I'm so sorry-

"Leah Marianne Garcia. Get the fuck our if here and get your man."

Leah gave h a huge grin and wrapped her arms around him in gratitude. "I only wish the best for you, Queen B."

"Right back at ya, Lee Lee."

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Running.

She was running hard and fast down the empty streets of Boston. Her darned luck made her miss the last train to Ethan's place so she decided to take off running.

Her converse clad feet stomped on the wet slippery ground, never once slowing down.

Which tuned out to be bad idea because when she turned the corner to Ethan's street, she slipped and tripped, which resulted in her scraping her knees and her elbows on the rough pavement.

"Son of a bitch!!" Leah groaned as she painfully rose on her feet and tried to assess the damage.

Her tights were ripped at the knees, blood gushing down. There were tiny scratches on her palms and abrasions on her elbows.

I hope no one saw my epic fai-

"Sunshine?"

Great. Nice timing you got there god.

She turned around and saw Ethan standing there, with Jenner at his feet. Jenner immediately reached out to Leah, with an excited bark but was restrained by her leash.

He bent down and unclipped the leash from her collar. "Easy there girl. Now go."

Jenner excitedly rushed to her and stood on her hind paws and pressed her paws on Leah's waist, as if it were trying to give her a hug.

"Hello girl. how I have missed youuu. Who has been a good girl?" She asked to which Jenner barked. "That's right. You have been a good girl." She scratched the back of her ears and Jenner got back down on all fours, circling around her, sniffing.

"You came?" His voice wafted over to her.

Leah looked up, a soft smile on her face. "Yeah. I had to. We need to talk."

"Lets go up." he said, as he walked towards her.

She proceeded to walk, only to remember about her injured, bleeding knees. She stumbled and Ethan reached out to grasp her elbow, which was a bad idea because she yelped out in pain.

"Are you okay?" He asked as he surveyed her entire body, his eyes widening at the injuries on her knees and the elbows.

"Holy shit sunshine! You are bleeding. Why are you bleeding?"

"I was running and I slipped. Don't worry its just a scratch. It's not like I broke a leg or something." She said as she walked carefully.

Ethan wrapped an arm around her waist providing extra support, which Leah didn't have the heart to say no to. Together, with Jenner running circles around them, as if she was excited about the reunion, they walked to the lobby of the penthouse. They rode the elevator in silence, Ethan not once letting go of her which made her cheeks hot.

They reached the designated floor and walked towards the door. One entering, Ethan immediately rushed to the kitchen where he kept the first aid kit.  She sunk into the plush sofa and let out a sigh of relief.

As he poured antiseptic solution on the cotton, he gave instructions. "Take out your pants. I will just clean up these wounds and bandage them properly and then you can borrow something of mine because no matter how cool ripped jeans out this isn't going to wor-"

"Ethan you are overreacting. This is a small scratch-"

"God, sunshine! Will you stop being so stubborn?"

"Says Mr. I- will-walk- around- as-if- nothing's- happened- but- I- actually have a- ruptured- appendix." Leah scoffed which Ethan did not find funny. With an unamused expression he pressed the antiseptic on to the scratches on her elbow, which immediately burnt.

"Pinchewy!" She cried out.

"Yeah, right back at you. Didn't no one teach you as a child to not run on wet surfaces?"

Leah grumbled and looked the other way as he continued to work on her elbows.

After a moment of silence, Leah decided to speak about her reason to come here. "Bryce and I broke up."

She felt his piercing blue eyes land on her. "Sunshine I'm so sorry. It's all my fau-"

Interrupting him, she continued. "He decided to let me go because he knew that my stubborn ass won't date you without an incentive."

Sighing, she turned towards him, halting him in his work. "Ethan... You are a sarcastic son of a bitch, who is stubborn to a fault. Your head is so far up your ass that you don't even notice the subtle hints I send your way. You are arrogant but you also have the getaway pass because you are hot as fuck and are so damn intelligent."

"Thanks for the compliment?'

Leah chuckled as she placed her hand on his hand. "But... you are kind and you are passionate about saving lives. You may come across a harsh, but on the inside you are huge softie who cares about my success. You are a grump but, only I have been privileged to see your smile. There is so much good in you and you are such a great man. I could go on and on about the good in you but it would end up being a thesis report.

So in short, I just want to say that those are the many things I love about you."

Ethan's eyes widened, and hope and adoration poured into his eyes. He squeezed her hand as she continued. "Ethan, do you know why we work so well together? Its because we complement each other. Sure, those can lead to fights but, we always come out from those fights stronger. We are so strong and beautiful together."

She cupped his face and spoke. "So... Are you willing to give us another chance?"

Ethan's heart was bursting will joy and happiness. She wants me... She really wants me...

He cupped her cheek and brushed his thumb against her cheekbone. "Sunshine, I can be a hard-ass sometimes and let’s not get started on how emotionally challenged I am. I'm a dumbass for ignoring the lines of fate. Trying to resist the inevitable just caused us more pain and sadness.” 

“Sunshine, I can't promise that this relationship will be perfect. Hell, this is uncharted territory for me. We may have fights and times when I want to bang my head against the wall but there is one thing I promise you. I will fight for you always and I will love you unconditionally."

"So will you do me the honour of being my girlfriend?" He asked with a giddy smile.

"Hell yeah. You can't get rid of me that easily." They both reached forward and when their lips touched, sparks of happiness and love radiated between them. Ethan ran his hand against her soft cheeks while Leah ran her hand through his luscious brown hair. This wasn't any kiss.

This was a lover's kiss. A promise. A seal of fate.

But the moment didn't last that longed. Ethan's knees knocked against hers and she cried out in pain. "Ouch!"

The both of them laughed. "Lets get you fixed up before we move on to strenuous activities, okay?"

She smiled and kissed his cheek. “Yes doc.”

And finally, the two imperfect lovers were reunited.

bet y'all expressions would be like this

And then like this

and then hopefully like this? 

LOL im pushing my luck

Anyways I hope y'all liked it heheheh

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[swiss-cheeze]

Alaska || Ben Hardy x reader

Warnings: uhh, there really isn’t any. 

A/N: I’m sorry this took so long to come out! This is kind of crappy because I couldn’t really think of what else to add that wouldn’t drag it on forever and stuff.

Thank you @onceuponadetectivedemigod for requesting! I hope its okay.

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“Why the hell did we agree to come to Alaska for a honeymoon again” you asked your, now five months, husband. He laughed. “You said it was more of a reason to cuddle” Ben answered as he started unpacking his luggage from his bag. You groaned. “Why couldn’t we go to Hawaii? Or Bora Bora? Somewhere hot, I could see you shirtless then” you said with a grin to the end of your sentence. “You see me shirtless all the time” Ben answered as he swung one of your bras in your direction having shoved it in his bag last minute before leaving. “And apparently everyone else” you muttered jokingly. Ben scoffed and laughed but didn’t answer, he knew it was all in good fun. You and Ben had just gotten married five months ago but due to a call back on some photos and reshoots for Ben’s newest film your honeymoon was put on hold for a little while. You had gotten time off work due to a marriage thing your work does for newly married couples and Ben had asked for time off too so here you where, just landed and unpacking in Alaska; of all goddamn places you had to go you two decided on Alaska. It was remote where you two had booked, the owls sung around in the trees and every now and then you would see some moose or a snowy fox. You two had booked a nice little holiday house, the bedroom was on the second floor with a balcony right in front of the bed and overlooked a beautiful little lake, on the first floor was the normal stuff; kitchen, sitting room, a nice little study and bathroom and everything else. The house was stocked up with food and drinks already and heaters in almost every room. “Where’d Frankie go?” Ben asked standing up straight suddenly and looking around, at the mention of her name Frankie let out a little yap, Ben cocked an eyebrow as he opened the balcony door and walked out looking down off the ledge, a smile spreading over his face at the sight of Frankie playing in the snow. “I let her out when we got here, she was so excited” you said coming up behind Ben, wrapping your arms around the man’s waist you rest your chin on his shoulder as Ben leant his head against yours and you both watched Frankie play in the snow; there was a fence wrapping around the back of the house with a gate that lead to the lake, so Frankie was safe where she was. Ben sighed softly as he turned around and wrapped his arms around you, resting his head on the top of your head the boy dug his nose into your hair and inhaled softly. “Your hair always smells beautiful” Ben mumbled into your hair. “You always say that” you mumble back with a giggle. “Can you believe we’re married?” Ben said softly, the forest around the house seemed to whisper at this as a wind blew through the leaves and a few birds called after it. “Five months married, ten years together” you said softly, “took you long enough to propose” you giggled. “Shut up, it never felt right when I thought about it until I ACTUALLY proposed to you” Ben said as his grip slowly loosened on you, you both started swaying softly to an imaginary beat as you looked at each other. “You didn’t propose the way I thought you would” you said with a laugh as you rest your head on Ben’s chest. “What? I thought you always wanted it to happen at a pizza date?” Ben said with a smile, you shook your head the best you could with a grin. “Yeah, with pizza grease on my mouth and cheeks, my hair up in a messy bun with a pair of oversized basketball shorts and your jumper on” you remarked with a laugh. “I couldn’t help myself, it just sort of came out. I don’t like seeing you dolled up in a dress and makeup and hair- well I do, don’t…don’t get me wrong I love it seeing you dolled up with all of that, your beautiful when you’re dolled up, you’re always beautiful even when you’re not!” Ben rambled making you laugh as you looked up at him, the boy closed his eyes with a smile, “point is, I love you, but I love the real you; and if the real you is with pizza grease on your mouth and cheeks, hair in a messy bun with basketball shorts and my jumper, then that’s my favourite type of you” you laughed softly wiht closed eyes before quickly opening them again and gripping Bens beanie, pulling it down over his eyes and nose. You stepped back, cackling with laughter, doubling over your stomach, "oh yeah, real sweet babe, lovely" Ben remarked with a grin as he fixed his beanie. "I thought it was funny" you said with a giggle before giving off a shriek as Ben came charging at you, pulling you over his shoulder and spinning around softly, "NO BEN! BEN STOP!" you yelled with laughter, hitting the mans back as you kicked your feet trying to get out of his grasp. Ben stopped slowly and let you down back onto your feet as he held your waist to make sure you wouldnt fall, his boyish grin giving a delightful glow to the world around you. You sighed softly and shook your head before taking out your phone, "come on, lets take a video, show everyone where we are" you said with a grin, you leant over the railing a little and started the video, capturing Frankie running around in the snow before panning the camera up to the lake and giving a nice view before turning the camera around to face you. Ben had his arms wrapped around you and his chin rest in the junction where your shoulder and the base of your neck met, the boy smiled into the camera as you did too, giving a small giggle as Ben kissed your cheek, a large wet sounding 'MWUAH' when he let you go. You let out a laugh but kept the video going as you gripped Bens beanie and pulled it over his eyes again, you gave the camera a good view of it as Ben stood still in defeat, shoulder sagging with a playful pout on his lips before you gave the camera a kiss and stopped the recording. "Do I look cute?" Ben asked as he made some silly poses with his beanie still around his nose and eyes. "Oh yeah definately, beautiful, stunning" you said with a laugh, you opened your instagram app and loaded the video before typing the caption 'we're safe and haven't died. Yet.', adding a few hashtags and tagging Ben (and his friends) in the video before posting it, "think the fans will be jealous?" you asked as you looked over the railing at the lake. Ben came up behind you again and rest his chin on your head and held you softly. "That you're with me? That we're married? That we're in Alaska?" Ben questioned making you snort softly as your shook your head. "That you look so cute in beanies" you said softly, cuddling backwards into Ben. The boy retaliated by squeezing you a little tighter. "They're always jealous of me in beanies. And me in general" Ben said as you two laughed.

[wykart]

Bill meets 13

New fic where 13 meets yet another one of her previous companions (as well as a little run in with 12) 

Title: Wrong TARDIS

Summary: Two timeships in the wrong place at the wrong time. The Thirteenth Doctor comes face to face with her previous incarnation and a friend she's still grieving.

just some fluff and humour :)

read here on ao3, chapter 1 under the cut

Chariot station; a classy observation deck orbiting one of the fifty seven moons of the planet Krasterfell 7 – an unremarkable world by most standards, war-torn and desolate – but, it had a spectacular view of the Medusa Cascade, a place that the Doctor had explained to Yaz (eyes wide and bouncing with excitement) was her favourite galaxy in the cosmos. Now, if only the Doctor would let her out to see it.

“Yaz, can you pull the wibbly lever?” The Doctor called from below the TARDIS console. She was sitting down amongst the scrap of wires and glowing crystalline pillars, attempting to fix… something. Every now and then there would be a particularly large spark or a clatter of metal, usually followed by a strangled yelp and sometimes a garbled mess of ridiculous curses, her favourite of which was, ‘jammy-dodgers on a bike.’ How the Doctor managed to say these things while sounding angry was a mystery, but it made for some great entertainment while Yaz waited for her to finish.

“The what now?” Yay yelled back while scanning the console for something resembling the Doctor’s description. The TARDIS interface was composed of all manner of strange objects glued together into a haphazard and unorganised mess that by some miracle, functioned as a time machine. It really wasn’t something that one would expect from a legendary spacecraft.

The Doctor let out another yelp as a spark fizzled out with a resounding crack. “Oh, Dalek tits!” she yelled, “sorry Yaz,” she added, as if this was the worse language Yaz had ever been subjected to. “Err, it’s sort of red and it looks like a curly fry – oh!” She exclaimed, seeming to lose her train of thought, as she so often did “I haven’t had fries in this body, oh Yaz, what if I don’t like fries? What if this body doesn’t like fries, can’t have a universe without –“

“Doctor!” Yaz interrupted, stifling a laugh, “I’ve found it, just crank it yeah?”

“Yep that’s right Yaz, give it a good’ol crank.” Yasmin reached over the mass of controls and pulled down of the curly fry lever. Instantly, the lights went out.

“Aww Rassilon’s bleeding arse.” The Doctor groaned from below decks. She let her tools fall to the ground with a deafening clang, defeated.

“I’m sorry, I thought I pressed the right one!” Yaz says, trying to feel her way towards the stairs.

“No, it’s not your fault,” the Doctor popped her head up from beneath the console deck. Yaz could just make out the outlines of her comically large goggles she wore when tinkering, which she had insisted were the epitome of ‘practicality and style.’ “It’s quite possible that there was more than one wibbly lever… I didn’t think to check so far. This new interface is great though, biscuit dispensers, two wibbly levers! What will she think of next?”

“Well, the great new interface doesn’t seem to be working now.”

“Oi, she’s trying her best alright, aren’t ya love,” she murmured gently, stroking the floor absent-mindedly. Yaz thought she would never stoop so low as to feel jealous of a wooden box, yet here she was. As if in response, a low humming sound began to emanate from the centre of the ship, sending a faint orange glow pulsing from the normally vibrant crystalline structures. “See Yaz, told you!” The Doctor exclaimed, jumping to her feet in such a hurry that she almost hit her head on the floor of the deck above. “Lucky I’m so short now,” she muttered, stepping towards the centre of the peculiar machine. She parted layers of wires and metal-rimmed tubing like drapes letting in the morning sun – the mesmerising glow of the TARDIS streaming through the opening. “Look at her go,” she Doctor said, awestruck, “she’s found some sort of external energy source – even out here orbiting a desolate world she’s tapping in to a stream of residual artron energy – look,” she shifted to the side so that Yaz could get a better view. Taking the younger girl’s hand in her own, she moved Yap’s fingertips towards the ball of energy dancing behind that dense jungle of circuit boards and alien machinery.

“See here Yaz,” the Doctor continued, voice softening in the way it always did when she was explaining something like this; something extraordinary and whimsical, something hopeful. “This stuff exists all across the universe – across every universe – like a fingerprint or breath on glass, it’s invisible, but there’s always a trace, the thread that weaves the cosmos together, and this ship harnesses that energy in order to traverse it.” Yaz watched in awe as her fingertips touched that swirling glow – it was warm and fizzing with life. She almost felt as if her body was about to unravel, become one with that brilliant light. “What d’ya think, eh?” The Doctor asks, turning to face Yaz with wide, expectant eyes. Yaz turns slowly, almost unable to tear her eyes away from the light. With the Doctor’s wide, brilliant smile waiting for her, looking away from an ancient broil of vortex energy doesn’t seem so bad. Yasmin’s eyes reflect gold against the light of the vortex, as she stares into the Doctor’s similarly radiant stare, leaning in –

“Wait!” The Doctor yells, so loudly and so abruptly that Yaz jumps. The Doctor hastily rearranges the metal layers of machinery back over the golden light, plunging the room into comparable darkness. The Doctor reels around, sniffing the air in suspicion. As she does, Yaz notices the lights beginning to power up once again, and the familiar whirrs and chirps of the TARDIS fill the empty spaces surrounding.

“Wow, that was quick, I promise I’ll pull the right wibbly lever this time.” Yaz chuckled, getting to her feet and walking up on deck once again.

“No, no this is wrong, it shouldn't have been able to power up so quickly.”

“Well, we just got lucky didn’t we. Just finish up what you were doing and we can go out and see the galaxy” finally, she wanted to add, but kept her mouth shut. Yaz moved to tap the Doctor on the shoulder, grinning “your favourite galaxy in the whole universe, remember?” The Doctor jumped at her touch, and Yaz tried to disguise her hurt as the Doctor went on pacing around the console, ignoring her. The way her eyes grew wide and blank, Yaz could almost see her brain going into overdrive, gears spinning at break-neck pace behind the eyes.

“It should’ve taken at least twenty-four hours for the TARDIS to scrounge up this much artron energy – it’s a trace, remember, not exactly an abundant resource – very rare, very deadly in high concentrations.”

“What are you saying?” Yaz asked, concerned.

“I’m saying there must be another time traveller here – and I’m not talking about some novice like Taco –“

“Krasko.” Yaz corrected.

“Whatever – with his silly vortex manipulator. Have I told you how much I hate those things? They’re downright horrible –“

“Yeah, yeah, cheap and nasty time travel you only mention it every time we come across one. What were you saying?”

“Sorry, sorry Yaz I’m rambling to stop myself from worrying, because I’m properly worrying Yaz, I’m –“

“Doctor, it’s okay. You don’t have to shelter me if it’s dangerous, I can handle it.”

“In such high concentrations, that and the fact that the energy was instantaneously TARDIS compatible with little to no conversion on our part means that there is another TARDIS here, now.”

“And that’s bad?”

“Potentially very, also nigh on impossible. Maybe it’s Clara, wouldn’t that be a nice surprise eh?” The Doctor let herself smile for a moment before scrunching her face up in concentration again. “Either that or it’s another time lord, which means they’ve found a way out of their little self-contained pocket dimension and they’ve decided to pay a visit.”

“But they’re your people right?” Yaz asked, still struggling to understand the Doctor’s fear at this prospect. “Isn’t that good, didn’t you say they were lost?”

“Lost yes, but for good reason. They may not be about to rage war on all creation but they’ve definitely got it in for me after the stunt I pulled last time I was on Gallifrey.” She grabbed Yaz by the shoulders with fierce intensity, trying to communicate the gravity of the situation. “They’re called Time Lords for a reason Yaz, they have appointed themselves overseers, sort of curators of time. I’m a traveller that does a lot of interfering, and they’ve been trying to put a stop to that for a long time. If they’re here, then they’re here for me – and I… I don’t think I can stop them.” Her voice trailed off in her realisation, all her usual energy drained out of her.

“What are they gonna do to you.” Yaz murmured.

“Oh, imprisonment, torture, exile, induced regeneration, it really is a gamble with that lot. More importantly, you. Last time they found me with humans on board they stripped them of all memory of me and dropped them back on earth as if I was never there.”

“No,” Yaz muttered, shaking her head, “no they can’t do that.”

The Doctor turns to meet her gaze, her expression despairing, as if she was already imagining herself through the situation. Worse, she knew just how Yaz felt, and she couldn’t let it happen again. “I’m sorry.” She whispered, looking at Yaz with a sort of hopeless longing that looked so out of place on the face of a woman always so full of life and hope, always so carefree. “I’m so sorry.” She pulled her eyes away, as if she couldn’t bear to look at her. Yaz knew what she was feeling – it was guilt.

“Right,” the Doctor nodded, pulling herself together and slapping a smile back onto her face “no use worrying about it now, I could be wrong. It doesn’t happen regularly but there’s a first time for everything.” Yaz rolled her eyes, smiling, trying desperately not to think about a world without the Doctor, without the TARDIS and the universe and that beautiful tangle of artron energy guiding them along. That had been her world up until a few weeks ago – but now she couldn’t even imagine going back. Worse still, she thought of the Doctor, the bright, beautiful, fierce Doctor who sometimes let her smile slip away and show the enduring pain beneath it. Imprisonment, torture, exile, induced regeneration. Wasn’t that like murder? The time lords were going to kill the Doctor and it would be all her fault for pulling that stupid curly fry lever. Lost in the turmoil of her thoughts, and the sound of the Doctor fiddling with machinery and whirring her sonic, Yaz didn’t notice the figure approaching the TARDIS doors. It was a woman’s voice, hardly the imposing, regal tone she was expecting.

“Oh! there you are,” the voice exclaimed, hardly a tone of reckoning judgement, more like one of pleasant surprise. Her words echoed into the box as she went to open the doors. “I was starting to think I’d gotten los–“ The woman stops short as she entered the entryway, doors creaking inwards as the light of the TARDIS cast a warm glow onto her face. She wore a denim jacket bedecked with patches and enamel pins representing everything from fry packets to flying saucers, and her coiled dark hair sprouted upwards in a tangled ball above dark eyes widened in shock.  Bigger on the inside, Yaz thought, you get used to it. “What the hell happened to the Tardis?” She marvelled, scanning the room until her eyes came to rest on Yasmin. “Oh, hi there,” she said, friendly warmth mixed with a poignant brand of confusion. “Sorry, who are you? My friend was in here a second ago but err…” her eyes once again scanned the room in shock, “something’s happened.”

“Um,” she faltered, wondering if this was some sort of trick. “I’m Yaz. Who are you looking for?”

“The Doctor, have you seen him?” Yaz hesitated before answering, but she was almost completely sure this girl wasn’t a time lord. It wasn’t a risky assumption to make between the patches on her jacket reading things like ‘fries before guys,’ and ‘I was abducted by aliens.’ In fact, Yaz was fairly certain she had seen that exact pin at the shopping centre in Sheffield.

"Err, yeah she’s just below deck – hey Doctor?” She shouted, trying to be heard over the continuing clanging of machinery below.

“Yeah I’m working on it Yaz!” She called back, evidently flustered. “I’m just trying to identify the energy signature and work out our best move, I can do this,” she sounded more as if she were reassuring herself. “I promise you.”

“W-wait,” the woman stuttered, craning her neck to the source of the Doctor’s voice.

“It’s not that, it’s err… someone’s here looking for you and I’m pretty sure she’s not a Time Lord.”

“Doctor, is that you?” She called out, seeming skeptical. Once again, the Doctor poked her head up over the landing to rest her chin on the floor above. Her goggles were propped up on her forehead, setting her short blonde hair sticking out at electric angles. Her eyes widened comically at the sight of the newcomer. Not taking her eyes off the woman, the Doctor scrambled up the stairs clumsily and stepped slowly towards her – brushing past Yasmin with not so much as a second glance. The woman looked taken aback, and still very clearly confused. The Doctor continued forward, taking long, methodical strides like an animal closing in on its prey, she still wasn’t blinking as she lent forwards, peering up at the taller woman. She stuck her chin up, cocking her head to one side while narrowing her eyes.

“Bill.” She murmured, barely audibly, in an unreadable monotone.