#Also do no get mad at me for making him psychically hold it i know crypto is online blah blah

[atlasvox]

i feel like if Fontaine was in the modern day he would make horrible obvious crypto scams and convince lonely desperate college aged men to buy it

[realcube]

— SAIKI RELATIONSHIP HCS

☆ very hesitant to hug you/hold hands bc he is afraid he might shatter all your bones. prefers kisses, less can go wrong

☆ except that one time he kissed you and was so flustered that a whole galaxy exploded

☆ but it was one of those really distant, useless ones so he moved on

☆ or that time you held his hand and he literally started levitating ??

☆ finishes exams in two seconds then spends the rest of the time annoying you

'i don't mean to disturb you but i noticed you put the wrong answer for question four' 'get out of my head!'

☆ i already wrote a drabble about this but he morphs into different objects to 'prank' you

☆ you always want him to shrink bc what's the point of having a psychic bf if you can't carry him around on your person like a polly pocket

☆ he's very apprehensive about it, however one day he finally agrees to it because you have a shift at work and you really wanted him to join you but it would be weird if he just showed up to your place of work unannounced so he shrunk and you carried him around in your back pocket

☆ that is until you almost sat on him!! and when he dived out to avoid being crushed, he fell onto the sticky work floor covered in dust

☆ still hasn't fully recovered 😿

☆ omg if you are insecure about a physical feature of yours , instead of using his powers to change you, he will use his mind control on the entire world so that your insecurity is now the beauty standard (similar to what he did with his hair)

☆ he doesn't use mind control on you though bc it's rude

☆ in fact he tries to avoid using his powers on you all together bc it would only cause trouble (with the exception of telepathy bc he likes to speak to you.. unlike he does with most people)

☆ and he's very strict with that ethic of his

☆ which is nice and all, and really easy until he does something super embarrassing in front of you

☆ like you see him scream at a cockroach or smth

☆ and he is SO tempted to use memory alteration on you so you could just forget that ever happened

☆ but he just can't bring himself to do it

☆ OR when your birthday was before his so he got you a present but didn't do that much else, but when it was time for his birthday and you went all out, he so wanted to either go back in time and do better or just alter your memory so you think he went all out too

☆ oh and passive aggression doesn't work on him ofc

☆ if you are ever mad or upset at him for whatever reason, you can't be like 'hmph i'm not gonna tell you what you did wrong, you just have to know :<' bc he can.. y'know.. read your mind

☆ and he also knows exactly what to do to make you feel better and forgive him, every single time

☆ plus you can never stay mad at him for long anyway bc he's just too cute!!

☆ too shy to admit that he wants to spend more time with you so he will use his powers as some sort of excuse

as you're about to leave saiki's room, he lies, 'wait. don't go. i have had a precognition that something terrible is going to happen to you if you do.' 'really?' you raise an eyebrow. 'and what might that be?' he wasn't really ready for any follow up questions so he stutters and thinks of the scariest scenario he can 'toritsuka.' ... 'toritsuka is going to do what? jump me?' 'no. just toritsuka.'

☆ for your birthday or anniversary he does something you call the 'saiki special' where he duplicates himself to give you a full body massage

☆ it's what dreams are made of !!!

☆ but yeah it's a lot of effort so he saves it for special occasions

☆ he would so love to watch trashy reality tv shows with you

☆ but he so uses it against you

☆ like if you are ever studying and are like 'why am i working so hard when you are psychic and can literally set us up for the easy life 😫'

☆ he'll be like.. you know who else never worked hard a day in they're life.. the kardashians!! do you really want to end up like that??

☆ and when you say yes this is the face he makes 😐

☆ dw though bc as i said before he will be in your head during exams so he can help you a little

☆ his love language is actually spoonfeeding you food and desserts

☆ and yes he actually uses his hands opposed to his mind to control the spoon, just to show you that being a psychic doesn't mean he gets to cut corners!

[hotshotsxyz]

no body, no crime

(8x01 spoilers) (buddie adjacent) (518 words) this is. so stupid. and also maybe the most in character thing i've ever written

“Eddie,” Buck says, wide eyed and wild, “I think I tried to kill Gerrard.”

Eddie blinks. He hasn’t been awake nearly long enough for this. “What.”

“Think about it!” Buck sits on the coffee table and holds a mug out to Eddie. “He was yelling at me, right? And I was so mad, I definitely wanted to kill him.”

“You literally saved his life. He woke up yesterday. You know this.” He takes the mug.

Buck flaps his hand dismissively. “Yeah, but that was after. I’m talking about before.”

Eddie scrubs a hand through his hair and sighs. “You’re gonna have to walk me through this one, Buck.”

“Okay, so I’m standing there, and I’m trying not to react, but everything is getting so loud and I’m, like, a second away from clocking the guy and all of a sudden, the saw blade goes flying at him! Does that really seem like a coincidence?”

Eddie takes a long, slow sip of his coffee. “Yes.”

Buck leans back, clearly affronted. “Seriously?” he asks incredulously.

Eddie closes his eyes and sighs. “What do you think happened?”

“I threw the saw at him! Psychically.”

“Buck. You absolutely did not.”

“But what if I did?” Buck whispers, like someone else is going to hear him confess to psychic murder in Eddie’s living room.

Eddie’s going to need so much more coffee. And breakfast. “How, exactly, do you think you’ve developed superpowers?”

Buck shrugs. “I don’t know, maybe it’s like a delayed reaction to the lightning?”

“Was the math not enough for you?”

Buck leans in conspiratorially. “Maybe the math was just the beginning.”

“Okay. Can you throw that pillow at me?” Eddie asks, gesturing to the other end of the couch.

Buck stares at it for several seconds. “Well no,” he admits, “but I’m not mad at you!”

“And you have to be mad for your newfound psychic ability to work?” Eddie prods.

“Weirder things have happened,” Buck says.

“Have they?” It comes out a little hysterically.

Buck stands and starts pacing. “Yoga studio full of pregnant ladies, ghost called 911, cursed bracelet,” he says, counting them on his fingers. “Is it really that crazy to think I might be a little bit psychic?”

Eddie buries his face in his hands. “Even if you were psychic—”

“Ah ha! So you admit it’s a possibility,” Buck interrupts smugly.

“Even if you were, and I’m not saying you are, I really don’t think you’d use your powers to murder someone, not even Gerrard.”

Buck’s nose scrunches. “Eh, voluntary manslaughter at worst.”

“So what, you want to go turn yourself in to Athena?” Eddie asks.

“Can’t, she’s still out of town,” Buck says, as if that’s the only problem with the idea. “Anyway, he lived so, you know, no body, no crime.”

“Buck, I swear to god if this entire conversation was so you could make a Taylor Swift reference—”

Buck tilts his head, like he has to think about it. “No, pretty sure that actually was a coincidence.”

“You’re ridiculous, you know that?” Eddie asks.

Buck grins at him. “Ridiculous and psychic.”

[its-time-to-write]

chapter 6

table of contents i love you still

You’re no stranger to Jamie’s internet presence, extensive as it is. But even though you know what comes up when you type jamie tartt babies you still think it should have come with a warning. 

There’s picture after picture of him meeting toddlers, holding babies, signing tiny footballs and just generally being great with kids. 

It’s complete shit. 

He looks so natural with all of them, making them laugh as he smiles for the camera.

You’re tired. You should be asleep so you can be rested for the next day but you just can’t. You move from the chair in Clare’s room to your room, where you push open the doors to the balcony. You prop her monitor up on a chair just in case and take a deep breath. You’re playing a dangerous game, you know that, and the stakes are higher now. But the more you think about it, the more you convince yourself it could work if only you could absolutely trust that Jamie wouldn’t leave again.

“Damn it,” you whisper. You’ve already let him back in.

You sit and watch the mist roll in for another hour before doing your best to fall asleep.

Clare wakes up just before seven so you’re out the door for coffee by 8:30. You’re rushing for no particular reason, but everything feels urgent now. You walk to get coffee for you and Madeline, still feeling the need to look over your shoulder. You can’t shake the idea that someone’s looking at you until you spot a man across the way, staring. 

It takes you all of two seconds to recognize Roy Kent. 

You smile, nod, and turn away but the hairs on the back of your neck prickle. He knows, a voice whispers, but there’s no way he does because no one knows. No one knows except Madeline and Jamie and your parents who live all the way in Spain because they can, so there’s no way Roy Kent also knows that the baby you’ve wrapped to your chest is actually a mini Tartt, despite the fact that she does not have his last name. Just his whole face structure, apparently.

The walk to Madeline’s feels slower than normal but you finally let yourself into her flat and onto her couch.

She’s scrolling on her phone while a woman does her hair and another does her makeup.

“Madeline,” you say, no preamble, “I need you to tell me I’m an absolute idiot.”

“No,” she says without looking up from her phone. “I’m not psychic. Do something stupid and then I’ll reconsider but everyone knows you’re the one with the braincells in this relationship.”

“Madeline,” you plead, and she finally looks up.

“Babe. We both know you’ve already taken him back in your head. And we’ve never spoken about it because I was giving you your space to come to terms with the fact that you’re fucking hung up on him and most likely will be until the end of time. I can’t entirely blame you because he can be amazing. But when he’s shit, he’s shit. It’s just a matter of time before you’re back together and if he knows what’s good for him, he won’t fuck up this time, but...” she trails off.

“But he doesn’t always know what’s good for him,” you finish. “Fuck. I’m so fucked.”

Madeline shrugs. “Maybe.”

“The fuck do you mean, ‘maybe’?”

“Hold still,” whispers the makeup artist so there’s a moment of silence before Madeline says, “It’s entirely within the realm of possibilities that he is turning himself around from grimy little footballer to respectable athlete. Don’t you think it’s at least worth noticing that his ex-girlfriend vouches for him?”

“Mads, what the fuck,” you groan. “You’re supposed to tell me to date a rapper. Or move to Milan. Or marry a millionaire. Not say that there’s a chance this will work.”

Clare fusses in your arms so you stand up and start swaying her back and forth. “Bean, give me your thoughts on this look,” Madeline says, so you walk over and hold Clare up. She sneezes, and you laugh.

“That means she likes it,” Madeline says. “Look, Bean is so little she won’t even remember if her dad leaves again. Then at least you’ll know, you know what I mean? You’re going to give him a chance anyway, so might as well do it while she’s small and has no sense of object permanence.”

You laugh with a bit of resignation. Madeline’s right, as per usual. “I promise I won’t be overbearing when he leaves.”

Madeline grins. “You can be as overbearing as you like as long as you keep bringing me coffee. Don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“Funny,” you reply, “I was going to say the exact same about you.”

Madeline smiles her most angelic smile. “I’m a fucking saint,” she says. “Hey, are you staying for the interview? Bean can nap upstairs if you like.”

You shake your head. “No, she’s been waking up crying and you don’t need that in the background. I think we’ll walk around for a bit, the fresh air’s good for her and I really want some tea.”

Madeline says, “I have tea,” and you amend, “I’m going to want tea that I don’t have to make.”

Madeline snorts, and the two of you lapse into silence. You’re quiet for the rest of the time it takes for her to finish getting ready (twenty minutes), help her choose which outfit (the dark grey one), and then pass her Clare for some photos before heading out the door. The day feels less ominous after seeing her, so you head home to get Clare’s pram in hopes she’ll fall asleep.

You almost don’t want to go out again by the time you’ve changed and fed her, eaten lunch, and re-bundled the both of you up but Clare seems like she’s not going to sleep without a fight, so you sigh and head out the door again.

You head to the Richmond green, thankful that the sun is shining despite the brisk air. Clare’s passed out after one lap so you look for a bench in the sun. You sit and watch as people jog by and kids kick a ball around.  It’s a nice day. Maybe you’ll call Madeline and see if she wants to come over for dinner once she’s done working.

No, she has a dinner with some of her collaborators. You’re on your own tonight, unless you call Jamie. Your nose wrinkles involuntarily at the thought. He might not even want that, so you’ll let it alone.

A man walks along the path with a little blonde-haired girl. No- it’s Roy Kent. You didn’t know he had a daughter but then again, he certainly wouldn’t be the first in that situation. 

She clearly likes him by the way she’s bouncing up and down as she pulls on his arm. It seems despite his reputation as Chelsea’s hard man he has a soft spot for whoever this child is. You duck your head as if he’ll recognize you, even though you know he won’t.

“Uncle Roy, when are we going to Keeley’s?” you here the girl say as they get closer and you file that away. So it’s Uncle Roy, then. You miss his answer as Clare fusses so you gently push her pram back and forth and murmur, “Go back to sleep, Bean.”

Roy and the girl’s footsteps stop. Right in front of you.

Roy looks into the pram and then at you. You have no choice but to meet his gaze and fuck, he definitely knows. But how the actual fuck did he find out?

“Nice baby,” he finally says and you don’t reply.

“I’m Phoebe,” says Phoebe, in an apparent attempt to dispel the tension. She’s a smart kid, you can tell, and the last thing you need is some random child blabbing your business all around London.

You say, “I think your Uncle Roy already knows who I am,” you say, and Roy doesn’t even look a little fucking guilty.

Of course he knows, Keeley had all but put together a Powerpoint presentation by the morning.

“Your friend knows my girlfriend,” he says, and it doesn’t take a genius to figure out that Keeley fucking Jones has struck again. She always was a bit too nosy for your taste.

You frown, sigh, and say, “Why don’t you have a seat?”

Roy sits on the far end of the bench with Phoebe in the middle. You’re both watching each other carefully, as though one of you could snap at any moment.

“What do you want?” you ask, voice sharp. “It can’t be money, I can’t imagine you’re hard up. Are you misguided enough to ask me to disappear before I ruin your golden boy’s career? Because believe me, I’m not trying to start anything. He’s the one who came looking for me, for your information.”

You don’t stop rocking Clare’s pram. It’s a calming motion for both you and for her because unfortunately, there’s no easy escape route here. 

Roy asks, “You worried he’s going to end up like his fucking dick of a father?” and Phoebe (who has been pretending like she isn’t listening) scribbles furiously in her notebook.

That is not even close to what you expected him to say. You just look at him, eyes wide. “I-” you start, then stop. What the hell are you supposed to say to that?

You’re no stranger to James Tartt. Jamie had come home more times than you’d care to count with a bruised eye or a split lip, and it wasn’t until the third time you were putting ice on his face that he finally told you why. 

“Jamie isn’t like that,” you tell Roy. He has to know Jamie isn’t like that. He works with him. He has to.

“How the fuck do you know?” Roy asks, but it’s more bemused than anything. 

“He’s never done anything even close to what James has done,” you say, and it’s true. It’s not even a stretch of the imagination, Jamie never raised his voice or his hand at you.

It didn’t stop him from breaking your heart, but that’s neither here nor there. 

Roy shrugs. “You never fucking know, do you? Who’s to say it’s not fucking genetics or some shit?”

That pisses you the fuck off. Jamie’s no saint, but you believe that deep down he’s good. You believe he wants to be good.

So you smile, look Roy directly in the eyes over Phoebe’s head, and say as cold as you can, “Fuck you. You don’t know what you’re talking about.” You stand. “We’re leaving.”

Roy says, “Oi,” but it’s softer than the horrible things he’s been insinuating about Jamie so you turn back to him. 

“He’s not fucking horrible,” Roy says quietly, and almost as though it pains him to get the words out. “He’s a right little shit, but the prick’s had a rough fucking time of it lately. Go fucking easy on him, because no one else fucking does.”

You raise an eyebrow.

“I’m not fucking saying he doesn’t fucking deserve it, but I am fucking saying he’s not a world-class prick and if you fucking were going to give him a fucking chance, it’s not the fucking stupidest thing I’ve fucking seen.” 

Roy seems as though he’s hit his limit for both speech and sentimentality, and you’re no stranger to his rivalry (hatred?) with Jamie so you take his words for what they are. 

You nod. “Don’t tell him you saw me,” you say and Roy almost smiles. 

“Fucking don’t like to fucking talk to Tartt more than I fucking have to,” he replies. You smile back at him and as you leave he says, “She really fucking looks like him,” and you nod. 

Fuck.

next chapter

[mulders-too-large-shirt]

my favorite scully and mulder moments from s3

mulder bursting into his apartment in episode 2 after actually returning from the dead, only to find scully and skinner holding each other at gunpoint. he immediately asks if she is okay and pulls HIS gun on skinner, too (yes, he WILL threaten to kill their boss for her, thank you very much)

(and then they have this moment where they reunite for real and she smiles at him- i thought they were going to kiss but they didn’t, but either way it was so precious and genuine it made me lose my mind)

this exchange in the disease center archives: “lots of files” “lots and lots of files” yeah <3

after they flee through the back exit of the archives escaping what seemed like the entire US military, they meet skinner at a little diner in maryland, with all things seemingly forgiven between them

how he holds her after she learns melissa passed away, and how they both agree that they need to get back to work in order to keep them from going mad with grief (they were both in mourning at the same time- his dad's death was still very recent- and it is so touching to me how they were there for each other at every step)

they way they glance at each other while the “psychic” stupendous yappi is making incredibly vague claims about the killer at the crime scene in episode 4 (omg... does anyone have this gif?)

(and when the psychic claims that mulder has “negative energy” and needs to leave the room, she leans in and says “i can’t take you anywhere)

later in the episode, he comes in with the news that the item at the crime scene was made of chantilly lace, and he says “you know how i like it” in reference to the song by the big bopper. she makes the FUNNIEST face!!! it's a momentary mixture of horror and disgust before she composes herself. it is hilarious, i’ll see if i can find it. then she slaps a file on his chest and wishes him good luck in observing bruckman.

also, he is nearly killed in that episode, and scully shoots his would-be murderer- then they have one of those “comforting each other on the floor after nearly dying moments” that are like catnip to me

“imagine if it were true, scully. imagine if you could come back and take out five people who had caused you to suffer. who would they be?” “i only get five?” “i remembered your birthday this year, didn’t i?” <3 (from episode 5)

in episode 7, scully noticed that mulder had been carrying dental x-ray plates throughout their whole investigation, but never bothered to ask why because they were at the point in their relationship where such things do not need to be discussed

scully learning in episode 9 that she is slowly dying from the tests they performed on her while she was taken, and breaking the news to mulder- how he softly says “but you’re fine, aren’t you scully?” because he cannot bear to lose her (AUGHHHHHHHH) (and she confesses that she doesn’t know if she really IS okay… why do they place so much sorrow on her shoulders?)

mulder trapped on a ticking time bomb of a train in episode 10, calling her to say “scully, let me tell you, you haven’t seen america til you’ve seen it from a train” “DAMN IT MULDER, WHAT HAPPENED?!” <- lmaooo he has this constant Need to diffuse tension with a quip

scully is going through A Lot of Emotions in episode 11, and when it is time for them to go, mulder holds out her jacket for her to put on <3 and then goes and does the statement by himself as per her request so she can go “run an errand” (confession for the first time in 6 years), which he obliges without question

so much of the episode 12 dialogue: “mulder, you’re not thinking about trespassing onto government property again, are you?” “it’s too late, i’m already inside” (incredibly deep scully sigh) “well, what’s going on? what do you see?” <- yeah that’s them. if you’re gonna break federal law, at least tell her about it in depth.

scully sleeping with her phone on her pillow, waiting for another of mulder’s calls. when it finally comes, he’s going on and on about bambi and she is clearly displeased. finally, he asks “scully, can i confess something to you?” and she VISIBLY winces, with pain in her voice, but pushes through and says “yeah sure, okay” (this one KILLED me because she did NOT want to hear about his love life but she wanted to be a good friend... scully is so kind)

(and all he had to say was that he hates insects lmao)

((and how the episode starts with the two of them making a planet of the apes reference, then ends with bambi and dr. ivanov flirting by making a different planet of the apes reference))

mulder is losing his damn mind in episode 14, hadn’t slept for days, and was sneaking out to a crime scene. scully is so worried she tells him to stay exactly where he is and that she will be there soon so they can “work this thing out together, okay?” trying to talk him back into being himself, making sure he is safe... that's partnership <3

in episode 16, mulder gets in a car crash, but wakes up to find scully next to him in the hospital. he has a bandage on his head looking all pathetic, and she greets him with a smile. i wanted to bottle this moment and drink it like fine champagne.

their drive to north dakota after scully confronted the man who shot skinner and her sister- how tense that ride had to have been. what did they say? anything at all? i need to know, i need 10 fics NOW

and their conversation at melissa’s grave- how they both bring flowers, how he touches her shoulder, the way she shares her father’s friend’s theory that the dead speak to you from beyond the grave, which is a conscious. and how he, the man who is always pondering the meanings of life and death and what comes between, says honestly “that’s interesting. i’ve never thought of it that way” 

her falling asleep on his shoulder during the stakeout in episode 17; how he lightly taps her face to wake her up and says “i think you drooled on me”, which prompts a very fast and very embarrassed apology (!!!!!!!!!)

(also, pusher kept calling mulder "g-man" over the phone, so when they hang up he turns to her and calls her "g-woman" <3)

their very excellent coordination between scully grabbing the fire extinguisher and mulder using his jacket to douse the flames that episode

(and all the times in pusher they lean their heads together to share a phone <3)

when mulder has to go into the hospital to catch the pusher, he leaves his gun behind so he won’t hurt anybody- and he’s terrified and so is scully, so they look into each other’s eyes while holding hands before he departs

how she runs into action when he is in danger in the hospital; how she interrupts his game of russian roulette with pusher, and how she SCREAMS when he puts the gun to his head and pulls the trigger; that visceral "damn it, mulder!" filled with so much emotion in just a few words

how he fights the pusher’s mind control to prevent shooting her harder than he fought the mind control that made him fire at himself (!!!)

and after mulder escaped, having fired every round into pusher so he knew he wouldn’t hurt anyone else ever again, he watches as he is on life support. scully grabs his hand, having seen how terrified he had become, and tells him not to let this man take up any more of his time.

in episode 20, they receive roky’s fantastical report on his men in black encounter, which mulder reads aloud while scully lies on the bed of their hotel room, looking baffled (it is so CUTE!!!)

waking up to mulder in her room soon after that, having been under some mind control influence the night before, wondering why he was in there, and mulder trying to explain no, she actually invited him in!!

walking into the bait shop together in episode 22, sharing an umbrella while she holds the dog's leash <3

mulder offering to join her walking her dog, but she smiles and lifts up her jacket to show her gun and says she’ll be fine 

the whole conversation on the rock, but some highlights include “hey scully, do you think you could ever cannibalize someone?” and how she compares him to ahab (they’re both “so consumed by your personal vengeance against life, whether it be its inherent cruelties or its mysteries, that everything takes on a warped significance to fit your megalomaniacal cosmology”, which he responds to with “scully, are you coming onto me?”)

but then he gets very serious, talking about how he wishes it were enough to just Persist Despite It All and be free of expectations, how he loathes that “you’re actually expected to make something of your life- achieve something, earn a raise, wear a necktie”, and he is the antithesis of ahab because he might be happier with a pegleg. and god, that one makes me emotional.

(and then they both quote a line from the book <3)

oh, and i could not finish this list without this banger from episode 23: “he’s lied to me from the beginning. he’s never trusted me” “scully, you are the ONLY one i trust”

(cue tears as scully collapses into her mother's arms) (cue tears at mulder's dogged persistence he could bring her back, but it took a mother's love instead) (and cue tears that such love had been extended to him by mrs. scully, so much so that she knew he would never, ever threaten her baby)

[eye-may]

idk if you even read fanfiction lol but do you have any recs from the cats fandom, i love your headcanons so i trust your judgement lol

originally I had two paragraphs ranting about how mad I was at my past self for not bookmarking some of the fics I wanted to recommend, and how categorically worse than useless google is in times of crises, but I'm happy to report that I did manage to trundle through enough digital ether to eventually find the elusive yarns. I did it for you, anon.

so yes btw needless to say I do occasionally partake.

anyway, I have extremely unregulateable, tunnel-visioned interests, so these are all at least somewhat mistoffelees or tuggoffelees centric.

after deliberation I have decided to confine this list to longform bc I am too indecisive to cherrypick which oneshots/shortforms to include and tumblr simply does not have the character capacity for me to log them all. might just have to make a whole separate ass post for that.

this list is incomprehensive and in no particular order. fuck it we ball?

I think all my ducks are in a row but if one of the links turns out to be wrong or smth pls lmk, I will fix it and then call the police on myself

I Call Out Your Name, But You Don't Call Back by Anonymous - COMPLETE / 43.8k words

Misto wakes up thinking he was kidnapped by Macavity. Luckily Tugger is there to assure him it was just a nightmare.

a good long look at some quite literal psychic damage wrought by Macavity. really delves into how his sith mid tricks fuck with Mistoffelees, who struggles to discern what's real and what's not. I love how this fic focuses on the depths of Macavity's ostensible hypnotic powers and how well it grapples with psychological fuckery via the pov in a literary sense. and also it has tugger being devoted and comforting. I could hardly ask for more. (also it includes cool art).

Curiosity Killed the Cat by StarFar - INCOMPLETE / 222k words

Munkustrap and Tugger's relationship had never run smooth, mostly thanks to their very different personalities, but when Tugger takes an interest in the newly arrived nephew of the esteemed Bustopher Jones things get complicated. Quaxo himself has little interest in making friends. All he wants to do is to look after his twin sister and keep his magic hidden, he didn't think that was too much to ask. But things get even more complicated when even more new arrivals show up, this time with links to the long banished Macavity. Despite this the Rum Tum Tugger is a curious cat who just can't help but get involved, and it turns out Munkustrap isn't so different to him after all. And we all know what they say about cats and curiosity.

first of all, yes it's incomplete, BUT I honestly think it leaves off in a satisfying place. as you can see by the word count it is VERY! long, so it's hard to describe it succinctly, but I will try lol. it's dark, it's dynamic, and it expands extensively on two relationships that I hold dear: tugger+mistoffelees, and macavity+mistoffelees. and it also runs a wider gamut of varying, fully-realized relationships(i.e., Mistoffelees and Bombalurina having an intriguing, and sometimes funny, friendship). this fic deals a lot with an abusive false imprisonment and shows a lot of self-sacrificiality on Mistoffelees's part, as well as his attempts to both endure, and outsmart, Macavity. and in that vein, it explores moral ambiguity and the Batman/Joker trappings of the infinitely juicy Live Long Enough To See Yourself Become The Villain web of drama. amidst which is a lot of focus on the specificity of Mistoffelees's powers, his limitations, and shows how he evolves with (mostly coerced) practice and training. also it contains some of the most extensive and unapologetic whump and angst I have seen in any CATS fanfiction, and a luxuriously long recovery section. the fic is not without levity however (the BEEF between bustopher and skimble is so fucking funny to me)...suffice to say it contains multitudes lol. starfar...you have done the lords work.

A Different Kind by TheGirlWithBrightEyes - COMPLETE / 52.2k words

Quaxo is a cat with powers - and a lot of problems. When he escapes from his new owner's house in an act of desperation, he finds himself brought into a tribe of mostly stray cats and has to come to terms with his new life and the loss of his family. At the same time, Quaxo's powers that were not under his control from the start are quickly spiralling out of control making him a danger to the others. He needs to gain control fast before anyone gets hurt - including himself.

A really heartwarming "origin story" with an ADORABLE explanation for how Quaxo came to adopt the name "Mr. Mistoffelees." including a wide variety of soft, fluffy friendships and an intriguing interpretation of the difficult journey Mistoffelees had to take in order to ingratiate into the junkyard and get his powers under control. incidentally contains really cute friendship moments between Mistoffelees and Alonzo, which is a pairing I wish to see more often. and the most hilarious and believable depiction of Tugger I think I've ever read lmao

Kidnapped by the Fire by Anubis44 / INCOMPLETE / 39.6k words

"They all stood there. Dead silent. Nobody was moving a muscle. Only thing heard was a faint growl. The unconscious body of Mister Mistoffelees was hovering just above the ground right next to The Hidden Paw himself." Macavity desides to torment the Jellicle Tribe (and his brothers) as revenge for the Jellicle Ball and leaves everyone hurt in one way or another.

evidently never going to be finished, but what's left to us is marvelous. unambiguously Evil Macavity and lots of whump to go around if you're into that lmao. pretty much everybody amply suffers, as promised in the author's summary.

Gold Rush by millenari / COMPLETE / 174.7k words

In the aftermath of his bout of heroics at the Jellicle Ball, Misto finds himself with a newfound -and unwanted- popularity brought on by his and Tugger's performance. After one too many incidents from which Misto escapes his new fans by the skin of his teeth, Tugger informs him that he needs to change things up. The plan they end up hatching in order to do so is unconventional to say the least. But brought to the end of his rope by his new admirers, dreading the approach of the yearly heat season, and busy tending to his sister in the aftermath of her own abrupt transition into adulthood, Misto figures that pretending to be mates with his best friend since kittenhood couldn't possibly make his life any more harrowing. And it's not like such a small lie is going to actually hurt anyone. Right?

my fav. slice of life! expansive glimpses into the banalities of Jellicle culture! angst! levity! contains some of my favorite descriptions of Mistoffelees struggling to understand and wield his own magic. and what if I told you that the most relatable, accurate, meticulous, sensitive, and believable depiction in writing of neurodivergence and social anxiety I've ever encountered can be found in a longform tuggoffelees fanfiction? what then??

Catalyst by FlyingFritz / COMPLETE / 47k words

There's a shift in the air. Quaxo can feel it. A strange, alluring presence taunts him in his dreams despite his attempts to ignore it. The more he tries to push it down, the more insistent it becomes, leading to explosive, dangerous results. Meanwhile, Tugger tries to puzzle out the enigma that is Quaxo and learns that there is more to this cat than meets the eye. Misto/Tugger

first of all this took me HOURS to find. ig it's not on ao3 or if it is I can't find it on there. but anyway! this was one of the first CATS ffs I read and it has a really neat take on the quaxo-eventually-embodies-and/or-becomes-Mistoffelees pipeline. ik there's a handful of fics out there that grapple with the concept, but I particularly enjoy how this one interprets the separation (or lack thereof) between the two personas. I want to get it into it further but am gallantly restraining myself to avoid spoilers. also: tugger kind of bumbling through the entire convoluted series of events is funny and cute. AND you get a lot of good pounce and tumble.

He's Always Wide Awake! by Maliex / COMPLETE / 14.7k words

The Jellicle Cats are settling down again after the intense Ball where Grizabella went to the Heaviside Layer. Important conversations are had, and Mistoffelees adjusts to his new power levels and position in the Clan. But he knows - a storm is brewing on the horizon, one that he will have to be in the middle of.

again!! I searched for HOURS!!! I was so mad at my past self for not having bookmarked this fic for whatever god foresaken reason. hopefully my devotion to hunting it down is a sufficient indication of the impression it left upon me lmao. before I continue, it's worth noting that this is a part of a series, but this is the only installment of the series that I've read. so I can't speak to its predecessors or how worthwhile it is to read the entire trilogy in succession. idk do w that information what you will.

anyway, this fic has one of my fav interpretations of magic and the ways in which Mistoffelees and Macavity differ regarding their relationships with it. the author also has an infinitely interesting and juicy take on Macavity's backstory and why he is the way he is...and the ways the characters and their interpersonal dynamics evolve are riveting. also this version of Mistoffelees is really curt and just like...Done With All Bullshit Ever and I think it's funny lmao. btw if you're into Deut Family Dynamics (tm)...plenty here!

okay that's enough *for now* ig. shout out to fanfiction authors...yall are really out here providing hours of entertainment for FREE?!! all of you are amazing.

[dalekofchaos]

William Afton is not a loving father and is not sympathetic in anyway

Might be a hot take. But I honestly feel like William Afton always being awful works.

William Afton being an unfeeling psychopath who kills because he gets some sick pleasure out of it and because he discovered remnant is better than William being a loving and caring father who turned mad because he lost CC and Elizabeth.

Some people are just evil. William Afton is just pure evil. Freddy Krueger nor Pennywise needed motivations on why they killed kids. Not knowing why Afton does what he does makes things better.

And its probably the most engaging thing about Afton. Also his always coming back thing is the only instance that I accept a character coming back from the dead. Like, I've never seen this trope work EVER except FNaF.

William Afton just being a garbage person just WORKS. He is so evil that his eternal hell is facing torture at the hands of his creations and the one vengeful child who wants him to suffer.

You know the meme

“Cool story, still murder”

For William it’s

“I’m just awful, it’s murder time children”

Also, William using his kids as an excuse to justify the murders does work, but only because he likes using his children and only wanting to bring his kids back in animatronic form can only work so they can do his bidding and collect more remnant so he can always come back. William being awful works.

Henry might've been neglectful of Charlie and Sammy, but William canonically abuses Elizabeth. He did nothing to help CC against Michael's cruel bullying and no, being the probable voice for psychic friend Fredbear is NOT a sign of good parenting. He used Michael to help him in his experiments and used him to clean up the mess HE MADE. William Afton is not a good father.

And if Midnight Motorist is about the Aftons, how is that not an abusive home? "leave him be, he had a long day" "I TOLD YOU not to lock the door" and then either it being CC or Michael, they broke the window to literally get away from the unhappy home.

And let's not forget he experiments on children in his fear experiments to recreate the events that lead to the death of his son.

William doesn't love his family. He sees them as objects he owns, and wants to force them to be perfect. And when they fail them, he replaces them.

There's a reason why Unbroken to me is the definitive Afton song.

He's so goddamn happy that he committed murder because of the remnant it gives him and doesn't give a shit about anyone else. It's chilling to watch. And the last line is so goddamn evil that it's amazing: "If I can't have my perfect little family, well, now I'll have plenty of time, to make a better one."

People have to realize that William never meant anything good whenever he wanted to "put something back together". It's referencing combining souls into one thing. When he did this in the novels, he did it because he believed it would somehow help him achieve eternal life. When he scooped a collection of remnant that came from who knows where into the Funtimes, it was likely for the same reason. He didn't want to help the Crying Child. He wanted the Crying Child to willingly give himself to him.

So I think Unbroken really shows how he is. Break them and put them back together. Let their combined cries build immortality.

This is why I use Unbroken as the definitive song and basis for William's motivation and goals. An unfeeling psychopath who sees killing kids as a fair trade for immortality and if he can't have a perfect family, then he'll just build a better one.

William in all his iterations is never shown interacting with his children in a positive way. The closest we get to him is telling his daughter Elizabeth not to go near Circus Baby. And even though Sister Location is when voice acting began to take hold of the franchise, we never hear how William speaks to his daughter. In these moments, the only instance of him speaking about his children in the games is up for debate. But if you believe the orange man in Midnight Motorist is Afton, he speaks about the runaway child with disdain and frustration. "he will be sorry when he gets back" whether it's Mike or CC he made them sorry either by locking CC in the parts and services in FNAF 4 or made Mike sorry via Nightmare Animatronics. All throughout the FNAF 4 cutscenes, he neglects his children entirely. Even when he is AT THE PIZZERIA with them, he doesn't acknowledge them during his own child's birthday party whose death is meant to be the catalyst for his descent into madness that the fandom widely believes and as that child cries out in fear, he is nowhere to be found.

Moving on from the games. Nothing about the books paints William to be a warm person. He's depicted in the novels as not only neglectful to Elizabeth, but physically abusive to her as well, even after she's killed by the animatronic she idolized, William does not soften at the loss of her, we do not see him grieve and he treats Circus Baby just as poorly as in the games, only thing missing is a scene of controlled shocks. Circus Baby is just a vessel for remnant and a devoted follower who is helping him with his experiments.

Game Michael is tasked with potentially cleaning up after William, but definitely with putting Circus Baby back together just as his father asked and his reward is getting scooped, being injected with remnant and having his body filled with animatronic parts and when Ennard abandons his body. Mike is left confused, alone and slowly rotting, but never dying. Immortal and restless.

In the movie William treats Vanessa like a tool to be ordered and it's implied Vanessa helped William cover up the the murders or killed as she was tasked with killing Mike and she lives in fear of him. When Vanessa finally stands up to him, he doesn't hesitate to dispose of her.

Whether it's the games, books or movies. William treats his living children as tools at best and obstacles at worst. I believe there is more than enough evidence to say that William Afton is not motivated by a design or desire to reunite with his lost loved ones or recreate some beautiful family. I don't think he wants to play pretend the way Henry seems to do in the novels with Charlie. Afton never really appreciated a single thing he ever had, not when he had it and certainly when he lost it. In Afton's eyes he only sees what others have and views things and other people through the lens of what they can do for him. He needs to be in control of his environment and everything should be at his disposal.

What motivates William Afton? He became enthralled with Henry's creations, jealous even. Perhaps they made him feel inferior as they were better than anything Afton had ever been able to create, so he studied Henry. The resentment in the obsession growing inside him as they became partners and their business was a success, it wasn't enough. He wanted the animatronics to be his own. He deserved them, he built the business and he shouldn't have to share the success with Henry, but he knew he needed Henry and that was infuriating to him and seeing Henry having the perfect family William always wanted was what caused him to kill Charlie that night. He wanted to take something from Henry and William needed to feel in control and for Henry to be vulnerable just to prove it could be taken away from him if William really wanted to and he did. What William wasn't expecting was that the security Puppet assigned to Charlie's bracelet would do exactly as it was programmed to do, it found Charlie and as she died, her soul fused to it. Upon discovering this, it would set William on a new path. He needed to understand why this would happen and how. Not because he was desperate to see his son or daughter again. But because he needed to be able to harness this ability to control it. His son lying in a coma would be brought back by his hands and he'd have the power to do something Henry cnever could. However he came to the conclusion he decided he'd need to kill again and he did. Stuffing bodies into the animatronics to see if they too would become possessed. Besides, who was going to go looking for the missing children in the suits? From here he would learn about remnant and conducted a particular gruesome experiment. What if a person died inside a spring lock suit? The result was something more powerful, but it was less predictable and obident than the others had been, but he did learn a valuable lesson about spring locks. He created the Funtimes to keep collecting and experimenting with remnant and he used electric shocks to keep them obedient and when he was no longer able, he enlisted Michael to continue his work.

We don't have all the information, but from what we do have, these motivations track with of Afton. Far more than the idea of a grief stricken father. If something happened to William to make him an insecure jealous man whose morality was shaped only by his own selfish desire. It happened before the events of FNAF. I don't think that's unsatisfying, I think it's a reminder of what we become when we reject humanity when our insecurities turn to jealousy, when we refuse to accept that some things are out of our control and allow fear to become hatred. While we can point to Henry and Edwin's rage against their respective machines, we also see the other side of them, the love of their children. You never see this human or soft side of William and personally I believe that's because it isn't there. William Afton's choices were not the choices of a man acting out of love or grief and that is why he's not a sympathetic villain and that is why it works so well and how it gets under our skin. When his actions are explained by those emotions because he's never been shown expressing them. If Afton is trying to rebuild his children, he is doing so to create loyal and obedient versions of them to do his bidding to make sure his work can continue and that he can always come back.

"YOU WILL DO AS I SAY. YOU WILL BRING ME WHAT I WANT AND IF YOU FAIL ME, THEN YOU WILL, BOTH OF YOU WILL BURN"

I believe this is what the original Security Breach story was meant to be. Vanessa was meant to be Elizabeth reborn and Gregory CC reborn as robots and tasked with slowly replacing William's body with animatronic parts injected with remnant and it lines up with what we know from the books. But Sony fucked the game and the original plan fell through and they course corrected.

Last few paragraphs from this video

But bottom line is, I don't believe William is this loving father with originally noble goals as the fandom likes to paint him because Scott writes William anything but than what the fandom portrays William to be and I think it's good that he's not a sympathetic villain. Sometimes some people are always awful and they don't have to have something bad happen to them. The masses have forgotten the simple pleasures of experiencing a nasty villain who delights in their crime and is the pettiest specimen one could ever design. William Afton to me is Scott pouring every negative/evil trait he could think up into the shape of a character and I just think it's good way to write William Afton.

There’s a reason the Afton Amalgamation is one giant Bunny made out of trash.

[anonymousewrites]

Logos and Pathos (AOS Edition) Chapter Twenty-Six

AOS! Spock x Empath! Reader

Chapter Twenty-Six: Adapting the Plane

Summary: Enterprise vs Krall continues, and (Y/N) is not to be left out.

            “I’m picking up distress signals from every frequency coming from Yorktown,” said (Y/N) grimly as the Franklin raced towards Yorktown. “Krall’s already started his attack.”

            Krall and his swarm were ahead of them and already attacking Yorktown. He was close to his goal, and they needed to stop him.

            “Scotty, what kind of weapons do we have?” asked Kirk.

            “Uh, we have pulsed phaser cannons and spatial torpedoes,” reported Scotty.

            “Great, lock and load,” said Kirk. They would make do with whatever they had.

            “It does not matter. You cannot defeat the bees,” said Jaylah across the comms.

            “Maybe, uh, maybe we lure them away,” said Kirk. “How do we get Yorktown time to get people to safety?”

            “No, we are a horse and buggy compared to those things,” said Sulu, shaking his head. “We’re barely holding together as it is, Captain.”

            “Captain,” said Spock, rising. “The flight patterns of bees are determined by individual decisions. Krall’s swarm formations are too complex not to rely on some form of cyberpathic coordination. I surmise that if we—”

            “Captain, Spock is saying that we can disorient the swarm to defeat it,” said (Y/N), knowing where Spock was going.

            “Precisely,” said Spock.

            “Scotty, can you beam me into one of those swarm ships?” asked Kirk, seizing on the opportunity.

            “Have you gone completely mad?” was Scotty’s reply.

            “Yes or no?” said Kirk.

            “No!” said Scotty. “Yes! Maybe.”

            “Captain, my familiarity of the interior of those ships, however brief, makes me more qualified for this away mission,” said Spock.

            So that’s how he escaped. He ended up in one of their ships, thought (Y/N). However… “Spock, you’re still hurt.” They hadn’t missed the clear discomfort with his side.

            “They’re right, Spock,” said Kirk.

            “I acknowledge and respect your concerns,” said Spock, gazing intently at (Y/N). “Perhaps you would feel more confident if I were accompanied by someone with familiarity of both the ship and my injury.”

            “He’s gonna love this,” said Kirk, shaking his head.

            “Captain,” said (Y/N). “I should also go.”

            “No,” said Spock instantly.

            “It would be risky,” said Kirk.

            “I know, but we need to disrupt a cyberpathic bond,” said (Y/N). They lifted their chin. “You need a psychic. I am one.”

            Spock hated that their words were so logical. Was it incredibly attractive that (Y/N) faced challenges so logically? Absolutely (though he knew this wasn’t the time to be thinking about how attractive (Y/N) was)). However, Spock didn’t want them in harm’s way, no matter how strong their empathic abilities.

            “…Alright,” said Kirk, nodding. He could see the logic of (Y/N)’s decision. He chuckled. “He is really going to love this now that you’re all involved.”

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            “You want me to do what?!” said Bones in the Transporter Room.

            “Come along, Doctor,” said Spock, stepping onto the transporter.

            “We can do this,” said (Y/N), smiling at Bones.

            “You two got me involved, didn’t you?” said Bones. He started at Spock. “Why you green-blooded ingrate!”

            “No need for name-calling,” said (Y/N), still smiling.

            “And you! You cannot be running into danger again!” said Bones, glaring at (Y/N). “Stupid empaths always trying to help everyone and causing themself problems. If you nearly die, I’m not helping this time!”

            They all knew that wasn’t true, so (Y/N) just shook their head in amusement.

            “Sorry, Bones. It’s a good idea,” said Kirk, not at all sorry. “Just make sure you find a way to break those things.”

            “If it gets hairy, I’ll beam you straight back,” assured Scotty.

            “Energize,” said Spock.

            “You’re gonna do great,” said Kirk confidently.

            “Damn it, Jim, I’m a doctor, not a—!”

            They dematerialized.

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            The trio materialized in the swarm ship, and the pilots stared at them in shock. Bones held onto a bar on the side of the ship, and Spock pulled (Y/N) to his side and held onto another bar. He slammed his hand down on the familiar button, and the airlock shot the pilots out. The ship was theirs.

            “You do realize the last time I flew one of these things, we crashed?” grumbled Bones as he climbed onto the motorcycle-shaped helm. “So don’t blame me if we—”

            Wham!

            They smashed into the side of another ship.

            “—Hit something,” finished Bones.

            “Spock to Franklin,” said Spock. he crouched in front of a computer screen with (Y/N) beside him.

            “Spock, we read you,” said Kirk over the comms.

            “Captain, from what I can ascertain, the ships do indeed share a cyberpathic link which coordinates their actions,” said Spock. “Patching it through now.”

            A familiar signal from before the initial attack from Krall played over the frequency.

            “So it wasn’t a jamming signal, it was them talking to one another,” murmured (Y/N).

            “Well, how do we get them to stop talking?” said Kirk.

            “I can overload the psychic side of the bond with my empathy,” said (Y/N). “But we’ll need something cybernetic, too.”

            Spock nodded. “If we combine a psychic attack with a disruptive communication signal inside the swarm, it might adversely affect their capacity to coordinate.”

            “It would have to be at a frequency they will not anticipate!” said Chekov.

            “We could cause a chain reaction that would wipe out the whole swarm,” said Sulu.

            “Sir, a closed network like that might be susceptible to very high frequency,” said Scotty.

            “VHF,” said Kirk in sudden realization. “Radio. We can broadcast something from the ship to drown out their link while (L/N) uses their psychic abilities on it. In combination, it should be enough.”

            “It needs to be something loud and distracting so that they can’t try to block my attack at all,” said (Y/N).

            “Loud and distracting?” repeated Scotty. “I’ve got just the thing!” He grabbed Jaylah’s speaker and began to plug it into the ship.

            “Do not break my music!” said Jaylah.

            “Break it? You’re getting an upgrade,” said Scotty with a grin.

            “Swarm ships are sixty seconds from breaking through into Yorktown!” warned Sulu.

            “I’ve just got to reconfigure the VHF output into a multiphasic sweep,” said Scotty. “(L/N), stand by! We’re ready to broadcast.”

            Aboard the swarm ship, (Y/N) sat in front of Bones and took ahold of the controls that linked the ships. Instantly, they felt the buzz of telepathy in their head. They couldn’t make out the words or understand them—they weren’t a telepath—but they felt the psychic aspect as clear as day. They winced at the concentrated energy in their head.

            “Are you alright, T’hy’la?” said Spock.

            “I’ve got it,” said (Y/N), nodding shortly.

            Still, Spock hovered beside them in case they collapsed from the energy they were about to exert. Bones also looked at them worriedly. Spock and Bones both knew (Y/N) strong—one of the strongest empaths of their generation, actually—but as their partner and basically brother respectively, they didn’t want (Y/N) to get hurt.

            “Sulu, put us in the middle of the swarm,” said Kirk. They needed to be close to broadcast. “Ready, (L/N)?”

            As the wave ships crashed down around them, Kirk stared at it evenly.

            “Let’s make some noise,” said Kirk.

            “Sabotage” by the Beastie Boys blasted through the cybernetic connections of the ships. At the same moment, (Y/N) closed their eyes, gritted their teeth, and pushed as much psychic power through the controls of the ship. They summoned all their strength and sent their pure empathic power through the swarm and all the psychic bonds held within it. They found the threads connecting the ships and snapped them with golden power. At the same time, the music blasted through the cybernetic connections, breaking apart the coordination of the swarm. The combination of psychic and musical power proved deadly.

            The attack caused a chain reaction in the wave as the ships began to explode, unable to combat the pure power being forced through them. As the Enterprise and Bones, Spock, and (Y/N)’s ship rode the wave of the swarm, they left explosions behind them.

            “Faster, Doctor, we risk being consumed by their trajectoral decay,” warned Spock.

            “Damn backseat driver,” grumbled Bones, going faster.

            (Y/N) held onto the cybernetic bonds and continued to push empathy through the bonds of the ships, snapping through them so only the powerful frequency of music was left—destroying them.

            “Evade, Doctor!” said Spock.

            “I see it, I see it!” said Bones.

            They dodged the explosions, and, at the same moment, Yorktown began to broadcast. Uhura had sent them the frequency, and explosions started to appear at the borders of Yorktown. The attacking swarm that had been far enough away from the Enterprise to avoid the musical attack were now affected as well.

            (Y/N) squeezed their eyes shut as golden empathy flowed through them. They were connected to so many minds at once, and as they snapped the bonds, the slight rebound as the ships exploded and killed the people within hit them. It wasn’t much, but since they were connecting to thousands of people at once, it hurt. But (Y/N) wasn’t about to let go until they won.

            “You three alright, Spock?” asked Kirk.

            “We are fine, Captain,” said Spock. “But there are still three ships heading into Yorktown.”

            “That’s got to be Krall. Keep on him, Spock,” said Kirk. “Do whatever it takes to stop him from using that weapon!”

            Bones directed the ship into the hole smashed into Yorktown’s bay doors and followed Krall’s ship in. At the same time, (Y/N) groaned and slumped forward. They had reached their limit after thousands of swarm ships—all but three—had been destroyed.

            They collapsed in exhaustion and fell from the helm. Spock caught them and held them close as their head spun.

            “Captain, (Y/N) is unable to continue with the psychic attack at present,” said Spock.

            “Just keep on Krall,” said Kirk. “We’ve got the music, and we only have three ships left. (L/N), you did good.”

            “Thank you…Captain,” said (Y/N), leaning into Spock in pure exhaustion.

            Bones followed Krall out of the passageways of Yorktown into the air of the colony. Below them, the Franklin was still attempting to come to a stop.

            “Do not lose them, Doctor,” said Spock, simultaneously keeping (Y/N) by his side and tracking Krall and his men.

            “You’re more than welcome to switch places with me, Spock,” grumbled Bones, but he was focused despite his grouchiness.

            “Captain, intercepting all three ships is an impossibility,” said Spock.

            “Get me a schematic of Yorktown!” said Kirk. “There! Yorktown headquarters!”

            “Mr. Chekov, can you do a bioscan of Central Plaza?” asked Sulu.

            “Aye,” said Chekov. “They are clearing civilians.”

            “Bones, there’s a city plaza coming up,” said Kirk. “You gotta make sure Krall heads for it.”

            “Why?” asked Bones.

            “Just do it!” said Kirk.

            Bones obeyed and dove towards the ships. They avoided him and skimmed over the waterways below. They zoomed towards the people running for safety. And then the Franklin emerged from the water like a colossal whale, a barrier of metal. Ships smashed into its hull as it came to a floating rest on the water.

            “Great work, Bones,” said Kirk.

            “Thanks, Jim,” said Bones. “Now I’ve just got to figure out how to land.”

            Below, in the Franklin, Starfleet officers ran towards the ship to help their people out, and Kirk ran towards the hull breaches to check that Krall and his men were dead. That was the most important part of this moment. They needed him and the weapon neutralized, or else Yorktown was still in danger.

            Unluckily for them, Krall turned out to be alive—and a former member of Starfleet, a captain named Edison. It seemed Kirk was facing off against a Federation member that had gone down the wrong path once more.

            (Y/N) lay in Spock’s arms and let out a tired sight. Their eyes fluttered, and Spock looked at them.

            “Stay awake, T’hy’la,” said Spock. He understood psychic attacks, understood what (Y/N) was going through, and understood they were incredibly strong for putting up with it for so long.

            “So…tired…” groaned (Y/N). The pressure in their head was still pounding, and every nerve ending of their empathy felt fragile and sensitive. “But I…got them.”

            “You did, T’hy’la, now just focus on me,” said Spock.

            “Don’t worry…I always do,” said (Y/N), attempting to smile.

            “You’re going to be alright,” said Spock softly. “Just stay with me, T’hy’la.”

            “Don’t think I…can,” murmured (Y/N), their eyes shutting.

            “T’hy’la? T’hy’la?” Spock looked at them, tensing in worry.

            (Y/N)’s consciousness fled them. Their last thoughts were of hoping Krall was stopped and how much they loved being near Spock. If his eyes were the last thing they saw, they’d be content.

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[evilphrog]

Watching Wheel of Time without reading the books: Season 2 Episode 3

Rand gets Pretty Womaned. Perrin has to once again make a choice between the hammer and the axe, and once again lets someone else make that choice for him. Nynaeve is missing, presumed dead, until she literally breaks the laws of physics to get back home because nobody tells her what she can and cannot do, not even reality. Egwene never stops believing in her. Mat escapes with the psychic bartender, but it was actually all orchestrated by the biggest bitch on the wheel.

Rand is the personal attendant to the False Dragon, who is now more of a lizard. He desperately begs to be taught how to control his powers before he suffers the same fate, but Lizard was never all that empathetic to begin with, and now he is actively suicidal. He agrees to teach Rand everything he knows, at the price of some fancy wine. Rand knows exactly how to earn that, and turns on the charm for his landlady. Selene really skeeves me out, for more reasons than just the predatory relationship with a barely legal guy who is clearly very mentally ill. I think it is the way she keeps trying to pretend this is more than a transactional relationship? The way she plays at romance, while still reminding Rand at every turn that she holds all the power? The way she pouts at him when he refuses to play along? I don't know, maybe she just has a sinister personality.

She gets him the wine, and an invitation to a dinner. He makes friends with some older lady who looks like Moiraine in disguise, who snarks at him about how much rich people suck. Okay, Not!Moiraine, way to hypocrite all over the place. Anyways, Rand is incredibly upset to realize the lady that has been preying on him is also preying on other desperate souls, so he runs off to Lizard. Lizard approves of the wine, and delivers the entirety of his advice: accept the madness and eventual death, because there is no way to avoid it. He then returns home where his landlady assaults him, and then they bang. Or maybe he just fell asleep and had a sex dream/hallucination. Either way, he accidentally Mannels, and burns down her inn. She rushes from the flames to find him, and I still get the feeling she's just Off.

Perrin and his friends have all been captured, except his Wolf Buddy who looks like Discount Heimdal. These are apparently the Seachan I have heard so much about. I now realize it is pronounced Shaun John, not See Chan. If there are no special effects from here on out, at least the rest of the budget was well spent on the Shaun John costumes. They are creepy as hell. Nancy Reagan is with them for reasons yet to be explained, and he keeps checking out Perrin. They take the Eyepatch guy up to force him to swear fealty to their throne, and immediately kill him when he refuses. Everyone else submits without question, though Perrin is still angry about it.

At some point he must have been knocked unconscious, because he wakes up alone, chained up in a carriage with Nancy Reagan. This dude is playing jumprope with the line between sweet grandfather and sexual predator. He wolf-baits Perrin, and comes out as the Dark One, which is still a lie. Perrin asks what he wants with him, and Nancy leans in like he is about to kiss him, and says he wants Perrin to be his. GAAAAAAYYYYYY. Heimdal and the wolves break Perrin out, and Perrin wants to rescue the others. Heimdal has another plan. Run away. Perrin follows along, but I sense some complaining in his future. He hates the choices other people make for him, but goes along with them because he still can't handle the thought of being responsible for another major mistake after his last one. Someone should tell him that choosing to follow orders is still a choice, and he is still responsible for the consequences of his choice. I fear he is going to find that out the hard way.

So onto Nynaeve, the heavy hitter of the episode. She is presented with an opportunity to walk through the swamp three arches, where she will face her greatest fears without even the force one power to protect her. If she succeeds, she will become a true Jedi master Accepted Aes Sedai. Her three greatest fears are really all the same fear. Watching people she loves suffer and die and choosing to leave them to their fate rather than fighting to save them. First up is her parents, then the Two Rivers folk, and finally, a brief flash of visions that end with her covered in blood. That last one haunts her so badly that she chooses to leave the tower, run away with Lan, and PSYCH! She was in the arches the entire time. She didn't even notice the archway return for her.

When the arch lit up and faded, the head Aes Sedai all realize she has been lost forever. The Principal of Novice School wallows in guilt, but has enough left over to remind JK Rowling that her self-righteousness won't actually wash away the blood on her hands. JK actually seems to feel shame, which I wasn't sure she was capable of before. She is suddenly more complex than the cardboard cutout lunch room bully she has been up until now. No more likeable, but painfully realistic with her ability to justify any and all actions as a defense against the deep self-loathing she can't afford to face. We all know someone like this. Someone so dedicated to their cause that they can't see the fact that they have become the exact thing they claim to fight against. In this case, She Woman Man Hater, Protector of Girls Everywhere has manipulated and murdered a young woman by treating her as a tool to power, rather than a person. But she doesn't have a penis, so she must still be Good. Right? Right? Her shields are failing. I wonder if she thought she loved Nynaeve, in whatever way her shriveled husk of a soul could comprehend love.

Egwene has recovered from her self-pity sleepover with Elayne, and is committed to appreciating Nynaeve a lot more. She goes to wake her up for school, but finds the Principal there instead. Principal stiffly and woodenly informs Egwene of Nynaeve's death and then walks out, in a way that seems cold to Egwene, but like she is inches from breaking down sobbing to the audience who saw her earlier performance. Elayne tries to comfort Egwene in her sincere, awkward way, but Egwene has just lost her final tie to home, and is not ready to pour her heart out to someone she met yesterday. Read the room, Elayne. Not that you have ever had this skill. Aren't princesses supposed to get etiquette training? She must have failed that class.

JK Rowling does find a way to blame a man after all. She WOULD have prepared Nynaeve properly, if only she hadn't been stuck tormenting Mat for no real reason except that she likes manipulating people. It is really all his fault, for being so manipulable. She releases him, after delivering a scathing rant about her own insecurities projected onto him. Someone in that room is certainly an insidious coward who mistakes their own moral failings for cunning and wallows in self pity. He and Min make a run for it, but Min goes back for a quick chat that serves no purpose except to let us the viewer know she's been working with JK all along.

Egwene goes to the arches, and pours everything she has into opening the archway for Nynaeve, but it just isn't enough. Elayne comes by for a second attempt at comfort. She is able to convince Egwene to stop trying to kill herself by overchanneling at the arches, but promises to sit with her until she's ready to leave. Maybe she CAN learn how humans work after all.

Nynaeve, meanwhile, has been living peacefully in a fantasy similar to Rand's. She and Lan are happily married, with a rambunctious daughter. They live in the Two Rivers with Mat and Perrin, and get letters from the Powerful and Amazing Egwene Sedai. After many happy years, however, her home is invaded by trollocs. She has to hide her daughter in a cellar, while she tries to fight, in a clear parallel to her own memories of losing her parents. The adults do their best, but Mat, Perrin, and Lan all die brutally within seconds of each other. Nynaeve rages so hard that she channels inside the arches. Okay, I understand. Her biggest fear is that being an Aes Sedai will keep her from protecting her loved ones because her duty will come first. She has overcome it by realizing that her power is the one thing that could have saved them all. But now for the final test. Her daughter comes upstairs for a hug, just as the archway appears. Nynaeve knows she must walk through, but she can't abandon her child to her fate. So she gathers up the girl and rushes through, only to emerge empty-handed and covered in blood to a shocked Egwene, who hugs her as she cries. Was that life ever actually real? Is there a world out there where a little girl closed her eyes and trusted her mother to carry her to safety, only to end up helpless and alone against a horde of monsters and the corpses of her family? Nynaeve will never know. Congratulations on becoming an Accepted, and on never knowing peace again.

Other episode reviews

[yellowheartz]

hold on babe i need to hyperfixate on kubosai headcannons before i do my homeworks and go to sleep

They love cooking for each other and often insist on making breakfast/lunch/dinner/etc.

They would have a whole section of their room of bookshelves with the books they like to read together.

They would doodle on eachother a lot when they're bored in class. (teachers would think its absolutely adorable but Kusuo thinks it's really hard to wash off since the ink gets on his gloves)

Aren has a whole sketchbook of his drawings but it consists mostly of Kusuo.

Kusuo likes to wear lavender colored clothes because it reminds him of his boyfriend.

Aren daydreams a lot about his pink-haired lover and said lover gets immediately flustered about the thoughts Aren has about him.

Kusuo goes to Arens house to sleep over a lot. He also goes there sometimes for no reason at all, but mostly when Kuniharu is whining at Kusuo.

Kusuo teaches Aren recipes for baking and they bake a lot.

Aren likes to take Kusuo on motorcycle rides and Kusuo enjoys going on them.

Their snarky attitudes to one another causes people to think they're fighting but that's just them being funny and silly with each other.

Kusuo likes to spoil Aren rotten. Aren does too. It's just a whole fiasco of them spoiling each other.

They would always sit beside each other at lunch in school. Sometimes, when they're done eating, they cuddle a lot or they're just mooning over the other. People get very jealous of their relationship.

Kaido daydreams about a whole wedding going on between his right and left hand.

Nendo thinks its funny to pick Kusuo up like a sack of potatoes and speed to who knows where while Aren runs after them around the whole place.

One time, some people were gossiping about Aren and saying shit spreading rumors about him and Kusuo made sure no one ever saw that group of people ever again. People said they transferred schools. (Yea they probably didn't)

Takahashi and his gang were doing shit to Kusuo at gym so Aren beat 'em up after school and they never did anything to him again.

Kusuo has a habit of fixing Arens wrinkled clothes, mostly his collar.

"What the hell do you mean I can't say 'fuck you' to my boyfriend and make out with him afterwards?"

Kusuo is already embarrassed about the way he and Aren are affectionate in public but he just can't help himself either.

Kusuo loves caressing Arens hair, he brushes his fingers through it regularly. Aren loves the free massages he gets from it.

Aren has a tendency to nuzzle Kusuos neck, he bites it frequently too. Kusuo gets annoyed. Aren also gets annoyed cus he can't understand why he's able to bite an all-powerful psychic but can't leave any damn hickeys.

They both just LOVE physical affection. They enjoy hugging, body on body, just even holding hands makes them feel happy, CUDDLES.

"Please, PLEASE, let me kill your dad." both of them say.

They hate each others dads but they talk and keep it to themselves cus respect.

Whereas, they love each others moms, the dads are just complete assholes so.

They tend to have a make out session after having a bad fight. Or any fight at all.

Aren associates Kusuo with strawberries.

Anytime they see a color of purple or pink, they think of each other. Kusuo ignores the Toritsuka purple and always tries to find Arens shade.

Kusuo loves Aren.

Aren loves Kusuo.

They love eachother very much.

Kusuo hates Arens nicknames for him, he gets really fussy about it, Aren thinks it's cute and continues to tease him with various other nicknames.

Kusuo calls Aren handsome a lot. Even more in private.

Their way of saying sorry to each other is touch. They cuddle a lot, kiss a lot, and beat some assholes out of the way.

POWER COUPLE POWER COUPLE POWER COUPLE BRRRTTTT SHWOOOM ZWEEEE

Aren not only associates Kusuo with fruits, he also think of Kusuo as a really cute bunny. Make him mad and that bunny turns into a hawk who'll pick you up from the ground as a worm and eat you up. Omnomnom bitch.

Kusuo pampers Aren a lot, Aren just accepts it but he pampers him back too. Back massages do a lot of good when he uses his strength on his boyfriends back.

Aren holds Kusuos face cus its really soft and plushy. One time he does the "cus you're my whole word" pick up line and Kusuo cringes, laughs, and gets really embarrassed about it. Aren thinks it is the most adorable thing ever.

They love making each other smile.

Kusuo sometimes suffocate when Aren hugs him with his face in Arens chest while they sleep. It's okay tho, cus.. like... this mans tits are huge... and he's a psychic.. yea definitely not because of his tits...

Aren loves back hugs and having Kusuo sit on his lap.

Aren carries Kusuo bridal style.

Hand holding. Hand holding. Hand holding. Hand holding. Hand holding. Hand holding. <- Kaido in his fantasies.

Kusuo thinks Aren is the most handsome man he's ever met in his life.

Ace power couple‼️‼️‼️

Badass lil ga- I mean guys.

Kusuo loves sweet food. Aren loves spicy food. Opposites attract!

They listen to music and would always jam together while driving.

Catboy Dogboy dynamics.

Sun and Moon dynamics too but they're both sun and moons.

Aren thinks his best accomplishment is making Kusuo smile, getting to date Kusuo, going on the straight and narrow. Cus if he didn't then he wouldn't have met this super mega cutie psychic that's hiding in PK.

They're committed to each other and would rather eat the most spiciest food in the world and die than breaking up.

They rarely say 'I love you' to each other and say 'I hate you' more but we both know it's the mofo-ing opposite.

They kiss each others cheeks regularly.

"Homie" Aren calls Kusuo that a lot. As @oatmealcrisp-freak has said, that's his HOOOOOMMEEEE.

Kusuo always gets so many butterflies in his stomach whenever he's with Aren or thinks about him. Which is, all the time.

Beauty and the Beast but they're both Beauty AND Beast.

I love them very much as you can see.

Anger issues but make it angsty AND sexy.

(Them them them them kubosai kubosai kubosai kubosai, omg kubosai, omg purple and pink, omg the word delinquent and psychic, omg them)

*slaps car that is kubosai* This bad boy can fit so much repressed trauma, angst, and bad bitch shit.

Mess with the other and they might just commit accidental homicide without accidental in it.

Kusuos whole being vibrates when they hug laying down. Aren thinks he's purring like a cat.

Kusuo kisses Arens cheek many many times when he's extra extra happy.

They love to boast about each other. Kusuo always finds a way to pitch Arens name in the conversation and Aren happily mentions Kusuo anytime.

(I accidentally clicked the poll button so deal with this poll for a bit)

Kusuo thinks about Aren when he eats coffee jelly. They both make him happy and instantly makes him relax and feel like he's on cloud nine.

Aren instantly smiles when he thinks about Kusuo or sees him or even when someone talks about him. (Except when they be talkin' shit about him. Oh you done fucked up bro)

The gang always notices the way they both light up when it's about the other.

Kubosai.

[wishing-stones]

Hii,,, hope I'm not bothering you too much. I've been a really big fan of your writing for a couple of months now. You don't have to respond to my ask if it makes you uncomfortable, I understand.

I'm someone who easily falls into paranoia spirals, and constantly second guesses whether my behaviour is socially appropriate since I have such a hard time reading a room. I have a habit of unknowingly stepping over the line when I get excited and thus making people uncomfortable, and only being aware of it if I'm directly confronted about it? Though because I absolutely hate conflict I often distance/isolate myself from the people I'm close to and find myself forming deeper emotional attachments to stuffed animals than people.

Would the guys find this to be a problem? Would they particularly care about someone being more open to an inanimate object than them, or if they need to regularly switch between reminding the person of boundaries and assurance that they aren't a selfish or awful person?

(Again, feel free to ignore this if you don't want to respond, I won't get upset if this ask gets deleted for being too much)

- 🖍 crayanon

Okay first of all Crayanon is adorable

Secondly, sending me asks is in no way bothering me! If I don't have the time or energy to respond to them, I often sit on them until I do (or until I come up with a sufficient answer for some of them). The only ones I wind up deleting are the ones I legitimately don't have an answer to LOL.

Thirdly, I'm seeing some self-deprecation here, and I'd like to remind you that you aren't a selfish or awful person for your neurodivergence. I prefer the company of animals, stuffed or not, to people most of the time as well. It's no shortcoming of yours that you have issues reading social queues-- especially when excited. You're far from alone in that aspect, and honestly? You can't blame yourself for crossing a boundary that you didn't know existed. All you can do is keep that boundary in mind going forward. You're not psychic, so you can't have known, and anyone who gets mad at you for crossing a line you weren't aware of... might be someone you may wish to rethink being around. This is a very annoying thing that happens with Neutotypical people, I feel. They expect you to know the exact social standards of every single setting everywhere you go when they... don't communicate that whatsoever. It isn't your fault, and this is all a very long winded way for me to say: Don't beat yourself up over stupid unspoken societal standards. It doesn't make you a bad person, and neither does wanting to avoid these situations. You aren't selfish, and you aren't awful.

With that out of the way...

Generally speaking, the guys are really good with mental health and neurodivergence in general. It's kind of a monster society thing-- since monsters are all so vastly different from one another, they don't tend to balk at anything that has to do with appearance or mentality. It's just the way you are, and if it happens to cause problems for you or them, they're still very supportive. They might nudge you towards professional help if it becomes a serious problem, but on the whole, these guys are very hard to offend by behavior.

Killer also has issues with boundaries sometimes, and needs to be corrected. With the guys, this usually comes in the form of playful violence, but you can shove him off or tell him to back up or steep off just as easily. His are hard to cross, but if you manage it, he's pretty gracious with letting you know, and if he sees you edging up on that line again, he'll playfully remind you of it. He won't get mad. The most you'll get for your troubles is a noogie.

Dust may snap if his boundaries are crossed in any serious way, but he's kind of a withdrawn person. He doesn't mean to be mean, but he'll be firm. He might get a little short and brisk to get you to back off... but he'll explain why once he's wound down from it. He might get a little rattled, but he won't hold it against you. Learning to be around new people can sometimes have a steep learning curve that can go on for years after you've met and grown close to them.

Axe only snaps if you get near his skull injury. Otherwise, he's pretty chill. If it's a social boundary, he isn't bothered too much, and will remind you that it's there calmly. He'll also warn you off of it if he feels you're creeping toward his or anyone else's boundaries, and praise you with reassurances if you remember these on your own. It'd do you well to remember that one of his biggest boundaries is to not startle him awake, since... that's less one for him and more one for you, so you don't get hurt on accident.

Cross will gently bodily move you if it's a physical boundary and just... say your name correctively if it's a social one. He'll explain his boundaries, but prefers reminding you rather than telling you. He thinks that you'll remember these on your own soon enough if he just... nudges you away from them. He's pretty understanding, even if he looks stern. Baggs takes note of these behaviors and works with you on them. Little memory exercises to remind you of where general boundaries might be, offers different methods of mindfulness, and takes everything in stride. Even if you cross his, he's patient and explains gently. He also likes the subtle sort of nudging you in the right direction-- making your own associations and your own corrections are far preferable than straight directions. It allows you to build your own habits and reminders that are custom-tailored to you.

Nightmare has arguably the hardest time with this because he is not pleasant when a boundary of his has been crossed. He'll get a little sour, but still remind you carefully of what that was and why he didn't like that. It's really not you, it's him. He gets cranky and bitter when bothered, but... he also has to remind himself that no one here is psychic and can't possibly know what he's thinking. He likes to lead you into conclusions yourself ("Do you remember what happened last time?") rather than actively correcting it, and does so as gently as he can. This bothers you deeply, and he can tell. He doesn't want you agonizing over a simple mishap that, in the grand scheme of things, matters very little.

As for being closer to stuffies than to them...

...They might get a little jealous, but the most that nets you is them sitting with the plush so that you have no excuse but to spend time with them. Oh no. Fortunately, they can be pretty still and quiet if you don't feel like people at the moment. Just hanging around quietly is enough.

[kichimiangra]

In the Pet AU, what helmet do you picture Specter wearing? He stole one (and probably more) from Pipotchi to regain his intelligence with the added bonus of helping him calm the fuck down.

Pipotchi has many helmets for many occasions, so which one is Specter wearing as he works to tame Spike?

Well considering that we only have one canonical Pipochi helmet to pick from it might be easier to assume Specter is going to strip down any helmet he steals down to it's basics so it'd be easier to check if any of Specter's canon Helmets look like something Pipotchi might have

His AE1 Helmet can't be it because this takes place after his AE1 adventure. (Though in the remake it was changed to look more like his AE2 helmet so I question if this design is arguably retconned? I don't care though. Different helmet in my book)

His Piposaru 2001 helmet and his Pumped and Primed helmet look almost identical so it could be this but I wooould take away a few points because in P2001 Specter goes have that irrational "Your going to catch me and throw me in a circus and abuse me!" scene show Specter's anxiety is still boosted? At the bare minimum if this isn't the O.G. (As in Spike caught him and Never removed the O.G. helmet) or this is an all new helmet the little bastard got a hold of lying around the lab while he was raiding the fridge (Considering that Natalie and the Prof. aren't too concerned when he pops up) Calling this a Maybe.

Edit: Just realized I don't think it's coincidence that these helmets look alike because Specter is actually wearing his P2001 cape in P&P as well and I don't know any other games he's worn that in, and he's also got the brown belt in both games.

His AE 2 helmet might be the one from Jimmy's teleporter debacle which would make it a stripped down Specter Brand (tm) helmet (Unless he has special helmets just for him to swap into but with no evidence we'll call it the one from the incident). His AE3 Helmet looks identical aside from stylistic inking on all indentations. If this is the case it probably isn't this one either.

In Million monkey's he has 2 new helmets The first is his Red Helmet that he wear's throughout, brought to the table that neither are the original Prof. Brand helmet nor the Specter Brand Helmet and both are very streamlined in design. This is also Arguably the chillest Specter has ever been aside from AU!MOVE!Specter, (But is that really Specter?) and Specter is seen using much less psychic powers and far more gadgets to compensate in this game, which would make sense; not being either the original or a Specter Brand which is BASED on the original it may not carry the PK amplifying properties so if this is the COMPLETED helmet hardware wise this could possibly be a stripped down Pipotchi helmet candidate in theory.

In Million Monkeys Specter has a lot of alt costumes and with that comes a lot of alt helmets, though considering they're alt stuff their canonicity could be argued. There is ONE though that he canonically IS seen wearing in game and that is this one with the glowing gold ring engravings along the band from the first Episode Specter cutscene. This is apparently the helmet he chose to take with him to go on vacation and relax and even seeing that there's an impostor Specter having moved into his house, taken his army and stole his chair he doesn't even get... that mad? He stands up, shakes his fist, and then plops back down.

Considering that it doesn't look as customized to his ensemble as the red one but still carries the stripped down look I think if any of the helmets were to be strip downs of the Pipotchi model this one would be it.

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Or the fur suit.

[nyxrev]

Tsukuyomi Trilogy

Chapter II: Icarus

A boy who flew too close to the sun

………….————- *Moon Craters Highway radio,

Welcome back. Last time we left off at eugenics and esp tricks. Buckle your seatbelts folks we're about to go downhill. Full throttle ahead with an Eastward turbulence.

“From our surveillance data…” *!!!* **red flag**

…eh? we could't even grasp the battle situation (much less catch any data) on our end though?

With the sisters held hostage, our moon agent releases Demon level monsters from the floor below. Now, exactly how much he knows about the HA floor plan idk, but the extent to which he is familiar with mechanisms of what we can see should already draw concern, if earlier mention of their “data” did not already perk up our ears.

Unfortunately, though execs felt brief confusion they brush off their uneasy sentiment, and soon forget about it as the agent thanks them for the valuable “specimen” and their focus is drawn to money matters.

The fact they don't immediately feel suspicious, nor try to discreetly ask an outsider about how they acquired such extensive data on what was supposed to be so secretive an operation, even their own people could not get data, and are so gullibly unwary of the outsider with undisclosed data to proceed “trades”, not only exposes how desperate for funds they are, it also exposes their catastrophic lack of critical awareness. Smb boutta get caught for gross negligence, except them execs will prolly get let off easy.

See, the world runs on money most luxurious of which often acquired through nefarious means. Sure, money can buy you comfort and security, but comes with an equally expensive cost. Well, you could buy comfort, but you might soon find out you pay for it… For example, perhaps we are already *quite very* familiar with circumstances of compromised critical security… You see…we can't let you have both at once now, can we…

The agent prepares to make his grand exit, and as he juggles the psychic sisters he declares all smug, “nobody would question the de*th of the witch sisters anytime soon, now would they?”

Excuse me young man I wholly disagree. In fact everyone who knows them would question their de* th more than anyone else's for no one would believe they'd go down so easily to some caged monsters. You should know better by now, what with Tatsumaki as an indispensable pillar of HA, and Fubuki an influential figure.

Cosmic Mad Hatter and the Oreo Hoops Boy

…A new party emerges from the suited group…and leaves the fray. Eyelashes shouts, enraged, “so You're the bastard…” who dr—gged Fubuki. Outrageous. Traitor. I mean, can you really call him traitor when he'd always been a spy?

It'd do well for Blizzard regulars to stay together get to know each other well so they can discern who (among them & out) is trustworthy.

Furious, they attack n I realized it's the first time I've seen Eyelashes' we.*pon, I always wondered how he'd fight with a pair of eyelash curlers. Not so benign a cosmetic tool now, eh?

But they're no match for psychic retaliation…Oh and doesn't Mad Hatter look like Choze there? Eyes of eugenic superiority complex.

Fubuki cares about her subordinates and I hope she cares about them as people and not assets, as I'm sure they each can learn and grow strong enough to hold their own, to truly help her grow as a person as well.

At the critical moment, Saitama crashes out of the monster den with his usual punch, shock on every face present, but distraction is fatal for an agent on mission and Tatsumaki seizes an open defence to strike. As expected, she would never let herself be compromised for naught.

“Found it” she reclaims autonomy…and oh how the tables have turned. All while she was bound, she located the p!ll. Smart.

silent agent panic “the capsule won't react…!?” Of course not, once Tatsumaki has control, you will never be able to reclaim control over it. Behold her power and precision, amateur.

What happens next, we all know. He gets gently poked 3x by 1 lil p!ll n-—-dle.

Excellent now your brilliant plan backfired most disastrously, you*&*your cult is humiliated, and I'm stuck here with you for the next 24hr as you try to rush to a psychic hospital if it even exists.

Why did he turn two shades darker as he teeter-totters two steps away from de*th, oh pois0ned bl*-*d mb. Tbh, at first I thought mb the p!ll was just sleep, and he said it had poison to bluff, but his pitiful state now, doesn't look too well. Hope you not allergic or got antidote for whatever it is

“Look I'll have you spit out all you know about Tsukuyomi later, you hear me” Now you rly see and feel the terror of tornado, right next to you.

I, too, want to t0rment you gently, for you made the most careless mistakes and lost your prizes.

Fly next to the Sun too keen and get burnt.

As Tatsumaki, at full threat, makes our poor fool of an agent spill the beans I can't help but recall an uncanny similarity between Apollo and Amai when he got poked by Do-S. Look at him, vessels emerged, almost monstrous.

Makes you wonder what they did to them, what happened under the kn!fe to get their artificially activated psychic power and how they maintain or strengthen it, right? I wouldn't be surprised if they did contact God on the Moon to get power or try to anyway. Maybe some of them, artificial psychics, are even monsterized for their hunger for power. Just a stray thought but I do wonder.

Now Apollo's mission to the Moon is honourably jeopardized, his failure might get him fired who knows, but Tatsumaki rightly spares no pity nor mercy and not only keeps enemy compromised but gets the job done thorough and through, all the way to the last precautionary step.

The spy, he manages to slip out of house arrest, but gets no pass and is thrown on the wall most gracefully as he makes meagre attempt to run.

My humour is broken as Garou's hut but I found it funny he just went “Bu-” … if you squint extra hard his knocked out form might even look a lil bit like the shape of ぶッ bahaha

On a serious note, I didn't expect Tsukuyomi to get their prizes or even escape unscathed, but I did wish they proved trickier to defeat, not* bc I want to see Tatsumaki suffer (MA was :'|) but bc I want to see her be decently challenged, not to traumatic extent, but by what challenges her to problem solve and use her smarts as well as but more than brute strength. To see her grow from catalytic challenges or experiences, so she is no longer so stubborn to fend for herself, her sister & co. alone, but can learn to work with and trust others, like we saw with Genos.

Let's stop here for now. Next chapter will be the last. It is short, but I should like to address what will prompt more questions than answers.

…^^^vroom vroom zoomies on highway to hell*

Pardon my weird amount of text censors. It got flagged or whatever it's called last time n idk what triggers the algorithm so. I had to crop out the first two panels of the scene where he got backfired literally cuz idk if photos also trigger the system. But the first two were most obvious similarity to Amai's broken mask so ifykyk

[mermaidsirennikita]

So I’ve been in a old school romance mood and just finished Johanna Lindsay’s Secret Fire. I liked it plot and writing wise but sex wise it was very implicitZ

What are your recs when it comes to the old school HRs?

Lol I haven't read that yet though I just bought it--Lindsey definitely varies re: sex. I find some of her sex scenes erotic, but if I'm being honest, a lot of that is because they are verrry dubcon/noncon, and I kind of love that in my old schools sometimes. I yam who I yam. But they're never super explicit, yeah.

My favorite old schools would be:

A Kingdom of Dreams by Judith McNaught. Medieval classic, the hero is English and the heroine is Scottish and literally called "the Merrick bitch" because she's such an asshole (love her), she's like 17 and he is... pushing 30... He has her kidnapped but is then like "you know what, I like her" and then he sure does NOT, and this is one of the greatest exchanges I've ever read:

“You are mad!" she snapped, her chest heaving. "And you are a devil!" "And you, my dear," Royce imperturbably replied, "are a bitch." With that, he turned to the horrified friar and unhesitatingly announced, "The lady and I wish to be wed.”

The Bride by Julie Garwood. God so so amazing, another medieval Scottish/English arranged/forced marriage but he's Scottish and she's English. I love Alec Kincaid with all my heart. He meets this spitting mad woman and is like "oh she is ABSOLUTELY the One". At one point she wakes up and he's like, fully inside her, and I won't lie, it's hot. Also, he speaks Gaelic to his men because he thinks she can't understand him, but she can, and there's this scene where he's like introducing her to the guys and they're like "what do we call her" and he goes "YOU CALL HER MINE" and she's like "... what... the.... fuck.... Alec...."

Untamed by Elizabeth Lowell. A later (early/mid 90s) old school medieval. The hero is such a dick. He shows up and he marries the fuck out of that girl like it or not, but he thinks she's tricking him, and he's so mean to her, and his grovel is so magnificent. Also, because her mom was a druid or some shit, she "can't" get pregnant unless she enjoys sex, and she won't have a boy unless she's in love with the father.

Forbidden by Elizabeth Lowell. Villain(ish) from Untamed shows up in a foreign land with amnesia, and the heroine is like, a psychic of sorts who can't be touched without feeling pain (but also she's able to like... access feelings and sorta memories when she touches someone). But heee can touch her, and this prophecy says that if she's touched by her one true love she won't feel pain. It's GLORIOUS and she holds a secret from him through most of the book, and when all comes out the fallout is spectacular. Also, there's a mild femdom scene??? Where he's like "you can touch me and do whatever you want but I won't respond" and she... goes for it.

For My Lady's Heart by Laura Kinsale. The weirdest medieval roadtrip ever between a knight, his lady who's Kind of a Bitch, Actually, her teenage castrato assassin friend...???? Or is he??? A castrato???, and her maid who's also trying to stab her in the back. There's an evil villain called GIAN NAVONA. There are plague apples. The hero is like "I cannot fucking believe I pledged my fealty to his weird lady and have to hang out with this band of total FREAKS".

Shadowheart by Laura Kinsale. Early 2000s, and I consider proper old school like... 70s to mid to late 90s, but it's a sequel to For My Lady's Heart and is very old school in vibe except the sex is a bit kinkier than the typical old school. Hero was prominent in the last book, and he's back and ready for action, which means forcing a secret princess to marry him, initiating some noncon sex, helping her discover her femdom side as a result, and making me cryyyyy. This book has some of the most gloriously painful angst. Also, an emotional blowjob, which, as we know, I cannot resist.

[nobodysdaydreams]

I don't know if you want to give your general opinion on characters, but I'd love to hear your opinion on how Curtain and Garrison's time in divorce court would go :D

Oh boy. Oh boy Milk thank you. This made my entire day! This is a fun one.

Okay, so it does to some degree depend on the show vs. fic plotlines I have for these characters and whether the divorce is purely business, a legal marriage done for tax purposes or to make SQ's adoption easier, or a once legit marriage that fell apart due to Curtain's scheming.

I'll stick to the business route, since that's what my fics and the show have gone with.

Warning: Entertaining but (slightly) long post...

This is also funny because like. They are both criminals. If they show up in any court, they will both go to jail. Neither is completely innocent, and Curtain's current defense in the show is that he unwittingly funded Garrison's evil schemes, but they still have a trail of evidence leading right to him. Meanwhile, Garrison's best defense is to claim she took Curtain's funding but somehow had no idea what he was using her inventions for, or she could claim she was being threatened into complying and take a plea deal for less prison time. It's also so unclear what would even go to who if their crimes were ignored and their case was examined fairly. Garrison would likely get the right to her inventions, but Curtain would keep his money and custody of SQ.

But when we ignore the legal ramifications of their many crimes and the possibility of Curtain and Garrison ever having an amicable divorce out of court where they each take what's theirs (because that would likely only happen if post-redemption Nathaniel tried to settle the whole Garrison matter quietly to pay her off and stop her from kidnapping his niece so Nicholas doesn't throw him out of the house. And Garrison is so mad at him I don't think she'd just agree to that), then we are left with only comedic gold for both the show and my fic versions.

Show Version:

Curtain would 100% cheat and bring in paid off witnesses who would straight up lie for him on the stand. He would. Even as Nathaniel, he might still be trying to do damage control. The show doesn't get into what history Nathaniel had with Garrison, Milligan, and SQ's birth parents like my fic does, so if we just go based on the show canon and that plot hole stays an irrelevant hole, Nathaniel would want this handled quietly. He knows Nicholas would never let him lie about his crimes in court, but also, Nicholas would never let Nathaniel stay in his house if Nathaniel refused to stop the woman who kept trying to kidnap his psychic daughter. So Nathaniel would likely try to handle it quietly like "here Garrison take this money and leave us alone, okay? Pretty please? I'll even pay to give you a new identity so you won't be blamed for the Emergency, and you can just leave us alone." But something tells me Garrison wouldn't go down that easy, and whether she allies with the evil sister or someone else, she would 100% be ready to expose all his secrets (if she can't save herself, she's dragging him down with her, you better believe it). Meanwhile, Nathaniel is scrambling, because he doesn't want Nicholas knowing the full extent of his crimes, but he also can't have Nicholas (or the judge) finding out he's paying people to lie on the stand. So the court room would be an absolute circus, with Nathaniel switching between going on the defensive of "ME? Crimes? I- why I was in the dark the whole time! I'm a poor innocent man! Just ask anybody I paid to be here!" and being like "Look Garrison, please just take my money okay, stop saying these things, my brother doesn't need to know them and neither does the world." Meanwhile, Garrison is hungover, angry, ready to rip Curtain to shreds, and holding nothing back. She somehow has video of the stand back dance and plays it in court- it's not even relevant, she just wants him humiliated. The whole thing is a complete mess.

Meanwhile, I just imagine poor off screen SQ waiting outside the courthouse with his emancipation papers, as he makes awkward small chat with Noland who's there for his divorce and keeps saying concerning stuff like "well kid, they say the third time is a charm, but as it turns out, it isn't. And as indicated by my presence here today, neither is the sixth. Oh...these alimony payments are putting me in so much debt..." and poor SQ is just like "oh...sorry about that" as he waits his turn.

My fic:

So I do give the character's a more complex history together. I don't want to spoil too much, but... it would be more angsty. Nathaniel would feel more guilt about what he did. The show versions of Curtain and Garrison indicated they've known each other for a long time (as far back at least until Milligan was brain swept), that Garrison is desperate to have her inventions built, and that Nathaniel is desperate to be liked and praised (like when he keeps trying to impress Garrison with dinners and champagne and gets upset when she doesn't like it). But the show doesn't really explain how they started working together, or whether they ever had a good relationship, even though they know each other well enough that Curtain knows Garrison's vegan food preferences and Garrison knows about Curtain's brother (while other employees like Jackson and Jillson don't). So I fill in those gaps. And based on the way I fill them in, it would really depend mostly on what point in the story the court hearing takes place, as well as what other character's are aware of their history and what their motivations are. And that's about all I can say about that, but as usual I would still like to sprinkle some comedy in my angst parade, so Noland would likely make an appearance at the court house as well as poor Jeffers, who is there to fight his 112th parking ticket.

[kakushusband]

If your in the mood to write any Psimon headcanons do you mind doing a cuddle/comfort request? I feel like if anyone needs a hug is him.

Love of my life I am so here for writing fluff with him. He's so cute I want to eat him

Oh by the way I'm wicked evil, so I wrote down some reasons Why he would need comfort. I love my guys but I also love to torment them - sooooo it ended up being a bit more about That because I have a lot of thoughts about it. Sorry! Hope it's still fun to read regardless

• it's hard for me to find a villain that wouldn't be extremely stubborn to ask for help, whether it's because everyone already thinks they're weak or because they can't let the tough guy facade break for the sake of their reputation. Psimon is the former, definitely - everyone Knows he's as frail as a soggy sheet of paper, so he's not one to do anything to make himself seem even weaker.

• he's reluctant to ask for help, even if you're intimate. Unless he has a special relationship with someone, he doesn't let himself seem vulnerable around anyone. To be fair, it's not like he's surrounded by people that would jump to his aid should he need it, so it's not like he's missing out on much.

• he used to be better at holding himself together and taking care of himself. However, after the Miss Martian situation, he gets dizzy spells and migraines far more often, and straight up cannot work on bad days. Those are the days he needs comfort the most, no matter how stubborn he is to accept it at first.

• a funny idea to work with when it comes to psychics being sick is losing control of their powers and unintentionally making people feel sick with them. If the whole team is feeling nauseous out of nowhere, you really should check on Psimon before assuming it's a bug - he tends to do that when he's not well, and it's for the better that he leaves early. For everyone's sake.

• it depends on what's actually wrong with him, but usually he'll voice his concerns telepathically instead of speaking. I'm projecting, but forming words can be Taxing, and communicating in that manner is more private, anyways. Unless a bad headache is what's bothering him, then he'll do it verbally.

• if things are Bad bad, he's pratically nonverbal for most of the day, vocally and mentally. It just feels like a huge chore, and he gets by alright without speaking. He's very sensitive to light so he won't be typing either. You'll find a way to communicate eventually.

• to go with my last post, Psimon is very touchy feely when he's unwell. In public, he'll seek your touch almost constantly - not only is it comforting, but it helps him feel grounded instead of dissociating into the nether about it. In private or at home, he gets almost whiny for your touch - something he doesn't give himself the luxury to when with others. It's pathetic and sad, and you really do feel like giving him the world when he's that bad.

• however, if you give in, he'll wrap himself around you and not let go for hours. You're trapped like this, his face buried in your chest so he still has some grip on reality, hugging you as tight as he can. Well, Psimon isn't the strongest guy out there, so you Could leave if you really wanted to - but it's like a cat, really. You wouldn't dare wake him up, would you?

• like I said, he's got mad photosensitivity when he's unwell, so all he wants is to lay around in the dark with you instead of having the TV on. Instead, he'd much rather hear you talk about your day, or your interests, or just anything you want to - he loves the sound of your voice and how it rumbles in your chest when he's pressed against you.

• ok sickness aside, I do think Psimon would love to give and receive tight hugs that go on for a bit too long. He just melts into you, and if you pay attention you'll hear a little discontent noise when you eventually break contact. If it were up to him, you'd stay like that all day.

• dear god he needs reassurance nowadays. Like, once again you don't get a lot of that in villain teams. It may not be as punishing of a workplace as others, but it's certainly not a warm one either. His sequelae are a cause of deep seated insecurity for him, because of how easy it is to write them off as a flaw of character or lack of effort to recover. Not only that, but it's a constant reminder that he's not as powerful as he thought he was.

• we all know it doesn't matter to either of us, but to someone who used to take pride in his abilities, it's hard to admit things have changed. If he seems distant or cold, it's usually a sign you should reach out and try talking to him a bit about the issue. He may avoid your questions at first, but, bit by bit, he'll trust you enough to vent about the matter.

• it really is a patience game, and he's not easy to approach, but it's worth it. He's a gentle and sensitive guy when you're not his opponent, he just doesn't have the opportunity to demonstrate it until you're a bit closer.