#Evil Animal Talker

[007reid]

request for reader having dated spencer (early seasons) and then she finds out what happened w lila </3

hi hi hi!! sorry this took a while hun :( you were vague with your req so i just wrote whatever i wanted to write and because of that i meant for this to be a drabble but it didn't work out that way... enjoy!

secrets. spencer reid

part 1 | part 2

pairing: spencer reid x jealous fem!reader, 1.8k

summary: spencer will never be able to escape the effortless wrath of derek morgan, not even when it's the weekends and breaking bad is playing and you're pulling on his hair.

warnings: no smut you filthy animals, though i did intend there to be smut im just in a fluffy mood rn :// tiny angst if you squint, spencer's blushin a LOT, morgan's evil, bickering and just cutesy couple stuff. me when.

spencer’s secret was the last thing that you were, and you know this.

you and spencer have been dating for three months now, not including the two months talking stage because spencer is deadly afraid of commitment, and between all that time, you’d say you’ve gotten to know spencer pretty well. you know him well enough to trust that he knows what’s best, anyway. it’s been three months, and spencer hasn’t uttered a word about you to his team, his family, and you understand why.

really. you do.

“they’ll never let me live in down,” spencer had whined, one person imminent on his mind. derek fucking morgan. spencer dreads just thinking about it, the teasing, the inappropriate jokes, the winks and the whistles. it’s dehumanizing. “when someone ask me or mention something about it, i will tell them. until then…”

the unspoken reason was there. spencer’s a talker, definitely a talker, but he doesn’t spend much time talking about himself. he never reveals a bit of himself unless he’s directly asked it, and he feels uncomfortable sharing otherwise. the team’s too used to spencer being physically and emotionally repellent to the female race to really ask about stuff like you anymore, and spender’s not too eager to share neither. not out of the blue. it’s unlike him. this you understand. 100%. locked safely in the noggin.

you never think much about it anyway. it doesn’t bother you. what bothers you, though, is secrets.

you know spencer has loads of those, tucked behind that carefree and open-hearted smile and attitude of his. you examine him carefully, searching his face for ticks—okay, maybe you were just looking really creepily because he’s pretty and you try to commit every feature into memory but you are, searching for ticks that is.

you know he hides things. somethings not worth bringing up again because it’ll only bring up bad memories. some other things, however, definitely worth mentioning again. you just have to find the right target questions. sometimes it feels like you’re dating a stranger, with how little you know about spencer’s life. sometimes it feels like you’re dating the love of your life. it’s all very relative.

you and spencer are cuddled up on the couch, breaking bad playing on the tv. it’s one of the shows spencer doesn’t like pointing out the scientific inaccuracies of because he’s too fond of the main character to really say that he’s wrong, and sometimes you miss his voice chiming in between all the movie’s dialogues, but you think the reason why he’s quiet today is because he’s not in the mood to talk. the last case’s gotten him pretty shaken up, and he’s still healing, head in your neck every night and when he pulls away your skin is damp with tears.

“you okay spence?” you say, moving your hand to tangle your fingers in his hair. he hums softly, and then you both suddenly hear the vibration from under your asses. spencer shifts around, digging his phone out from where it’s lodged in a random cushion of the sofa.

he groans inwardly, showing you the screen, not having to explain. in big letters, the caller says: bau--derek morgan.

“he usually never calls me on weekends,” spencer frowns, watching the phone vibrate. “you think i should answer?”

“he’s a friend,” you say, tucking a stray strand of hair under his ear. “answer him.”

“okay,” spencer says hesitantly, then swipes the green button on his screen. he clears his throat as the call connects. “you’re on speaker,” he warns, looking at you anxiously and then back to his phone again. morgan’s a wildcard, and spencer would have to hide his face everyday for the next three weeks in front of you if morgan happens to drop something embarrassing about him just out of pocket. spencer isn’t ready.

“not like there’s anyone with you to hear,” morgan scoffs, and didn’t let spencer answer before continuing. “the team’s planning on a bar night tomorrow—“

“the team?” spencer questions, suspicious. morgan sighs loudly.

“garcia and i,” he corrects reluctantly, “are planning for a team bonding night tomorrow. what do you say?”

“no.” spencer says immediately, looking at you and hope you get his unspoken answer. spencer never goes out on weekends, not unless it’s with you. with his highly demanding schedule at the bau, it’s rare that he has any time off at all, and it’s hard to maintain a healthy relationship that way. any time he gets to spend time with you he’d take.

“come on,” morgan says, enthusiastically. “when was the last time you properly went out, huh?”

“last month, when you and garcia planned another of these team bonding bar nights,” spencer says monotonously. he rolls his eyes. “morgan—“

“don’t be rolling your eyes at me now, genius,” morgan warns. you stifle a laugh, and spencer sends you a wounded look. you forget that they’re basically family, like siblings to knows each other to a tee. “listen, have some fun in your life. who knows, maybe we can find you another lila at the bar.” morgan’s tone is suggestive. and now, that got your full, undivided attention.

and spencer, predictably, looks like a deer caught in the headlights, looking at you in horror was you narrow your eyes at his screen. you prod at his leg, prompting him to answer so morgan can elaborate.

lila?

“i don’t think—“ spencer starts, but got immediately cut off.

“don’t lie and say you didn’t like it, lover boy,” morgan whistles and spencer cringes. “now that we’re talking about lila, actually—“ spencer’s mind is screaming, shut up shut up shut up! as morgan proceeds to feed you more information, completely oblivious to his sins. “do you guys still keep in touch? she looked pretty into you. never knew you had it in you til then, man--”

by now spencer’s beet red head to ears to toe and you can feel the heat radiating off of him, but also off of yourself. you’d say you’re a jealous woman. not too jealous but definitely not not jealous.

“morgan,” spencer starts again, voice a little wobbly and embarrassed and morgan laughs.

“seriously though, do you guys still talk? them eyes never lie,” and morgan sounds so casual, so nonchalant while destroying spencer’s life.

it’s not that spencer doesn’t want you to know about lila. he couldn’t careless if lila waltz into his life right now because he knows they would be nothing more than friends—you’re all he’s ever wanted and he would trade you for nothing. it’s just embarrassing, is all, him being exposed like this, and he feels smaller, feels like he’s actually 5’3 with the glare you’re sending him.

“anyway, that don’t matter,” morgan remains completely ignorant and in his own world and still on speaker. oh morgan. “i want to see you at our bar tomorrow. it’s a yes, right? good. i’ll tell garcia you said yes.”

“morgan!” spencer says quickly. “i have a gir—“

morgan hangs up.

spencer dreads looking at you, so he takes his time getting out the app and then clears all of the background apps on his phone. he doesn’t like seeing you mad and he can basically sense it, the fumes blowing out your ears.

“who’s lila?” you say casually and he looks up. he doesn’t mistake your tone for friendliness, your eyes are narrow and suspicious.

“someone on a case a while ago,” spencer responds honestly. because that’s all there was to lila. it’s not like he’s never had his first kiss before her, so she doesn’t even count as his first kiss (she’s his second) and other than that minute-long moment they shared there was nothing else remarkable. she just happens to the only girl the team knows about who’s spencer been involved with and they are encouraging to help him find another ‘lila.’

it’s all very complicated. and humiliating. he should’ve definitely told you the entire backstory beforehand, because it’s not scandalous or weird or anything. it’s innocent and harmless. but now the problem seems to be blown out of proportion.

“just someone?” you press. spencer hesitates. he hates lying, especially when he’s lying to you. his hesitation gives you all the answer you needed.

“we kissed once,” he says, and gawks at you for approval, for forgiveness. “but that was it. i swear.”

something awful bubbles in your stomach. you know spencer’s not lying, and it’s not worth getting upset with him about because it’s all in the past—it’s not like you go talking about your precious conquests to spencer anyway. but you can’t help the envy and jealousy boiling so hotly it makes you dizzy.

spencer feels obliged to fill you in, to patch up the little bump and to get back the sweet atmosphere that was before morgan called. he knew morgan would somehow manage to ruin his life in some kind of way. he knew it before he even accepted his call.

“she was an actress in this case we were working on and she just, i think, really liked me or something and she was in a pool when i came to see her just to ask some questions and she just pulled me—“

his rant got interrupted by you seizing him to a rough kiss, hands coming up to rest behind the nape of his neck and nails unconsciously digging into his skin. spencer remains mostly unresponsive and soft, surprised and don't know how to respond. you keep prying, teeth digging into the soft of his bottom lip and spencer starts nipping at you back, gentle like he always is.

it frustrates you, how hard it is to be frustrated at spencer. you pull away from him and spencer tilts his head curiously, lip shiny and eyes looking at you like he's never seen you before and he just looks so sweet, so innocent and eager, like a precious pup. you roll your eyes, swatting at his chest, annoyance and jealousy and anger evaporating from you like a cloud.

spencer licks his lips and you collapse back into him again, returning to the position you were before morgan so unmindfully interrupted your weekend. breaking bad continues to play on the tv. long limbs wraps around you and spencer presses a kiss in your hair.

"i'm not going tomorrow," he declares.

"you should," you say nonchalantly. you cuddle up closer to him, turning around until the both of your are facing each other, wiggling your way on top. you begin to trace stars on the exposed skin of his shoulder. "and maybe you should bring someone with you. just to act as a guard for future lila's. maybe you can introduce that person too," you flick your hair behind your back and shrugs at spencer's amused smile. "it's just a thought."

"okay," he says quietly, eyes so soft. "okay. who do you suggest i bring?"

"that's for you to figure out, doctor reid," you say flippantly, turning back to the tv. "now shush."

[lugwen]

my sibling assigned every life series member a dnd class

grian: bard, college of lore definitely a talker, will create lore in any case.

mumbo: artificer subclass artillerist bc redstoner and building machinery, first to build a tnt cannon

tango: artificer bc redstoner ofc

etho: alsl redstoner, but washed up… but i guess still artillerist artificer

cleo: barbarian subclass berserker or ancestral guardian. i feel like they are a grudge holder of past life series' aka their "ancestors"

jimmy: cleric, grave domain "serve the idea of life and death, the balance must be maintained" well in my eyes, the balance is his curse of always first out lmao also, useless in non-magical combat.

pearl: barbarian subclass berserker (anger fueled) or totem warrior (wolves as "animal spirits" joining her) shes definitely the axe swinger kinda person. i mean double life pearl??? need i say more?

martyn: rogue subclass: inquisitive (literally like a detective) always listens in on conversations, spying on ppl even tho its useless mostly

skizz: bard but college of therapy (self explainatory) always gives free therapy and a pep talk

bdubs: ranger subclass beastmaster (has a horse) i see him with a bow or crossbow while walking thru da woods. also has limited magic

Joel: the real rogue. subclass assassin sneaky and chaotic and not afraid to cause damage. actually happy to do so. always quick to red life (evil) will use every opportunity to shoot an arrow at u when ur close to an edge

lizzie: sorcerer she's a magic user for sure. but like natural magic in her bones, in her blood.

bigb: rn hes a warlock, patron: the hole lmao definitely signed his soul away to the hole man

scott: paladin, oath of devotion NEVER betrays his allies. always sees his friendships through to the end. somehlw a tank? rarely takes huge chunks of dmg, even when ppl aim for a crit. shield guy.

impulse: wizard i feel like he'd be a magic user but not naturally, instead someone who studies it by the book (nerd)

gem: druid gives animal lover vibe combined with being a force of nature (pvp goddess)

scar: bard college of eloquence THE talker. not very good at fighting but hes using magic and words to screw u into a useless deal

[yakool-foolio]

gundham for the ask game?? i lov him

GUNDHAM GODDAMN TANAKA MY FIRST LOVE IN DANGANRONPA

Favorite thing about him: His dialect is sososo fun and interesting to analyze. I think he's the main reason I became so obsessed with analyzing and making up my own canon compliant dialect for Vivia. Gundham sparked that fire of dissecting metaphors n analogies and translating them to better understand his behavior and how he conveys his thoughts and feelings through speech. It's incredibly entertaining to write for him, so much so that about two years ago I made my own ask blog for him being in Dead By Daylight's universe. Gotta combine the brainrots of the time somehow.

Least favorite thing about him: Out of all the members of the Ultimate Despair, Gundham feels the least likely to ever end up on their side. It has just never sat right with me that he would fall into despair that easily in the anime, especially since he fought so hard against it in the game. I understand that Chiaki meant a lot to her classmates, but her death doesn't feel like the straw that should break the camel's back for Gundham, notably because he's the one who will literally fight to the death to revive everyone else's morale. The anime is a guilty pleasure of mine, but I refuse to believe that he'd give in to despair that easy. I like his Ultimate Despair design though, it's rad. Too bad we only get to see it once.

Favorite line: He has soooooooooo many iconic and fantastic lines it's not fair to choose one, but I will restrain myself just this once. "Because I, the one who has claimed dominion over evil, am the Ultimate Weapon! I am he who cuts the insolent catalyst which flows out from the chaos with the sword of victory… It's only fitting that I deserve to be called the Ultimate Weapon…!" The fact that he called himself the Ultimate Weapon because he utilized the funhouse's secret after he discovered it in order to kill Nekomaru HURTS REAL BAD. He planted hints to him being the culprit throughout the entire trial because it was never his intent to get away with his murder at all, especially since he fully expected to be the victim himself. He and Nekomaru sacrificed themselves so that the others could live on. I cry.

BROTP: Gundham and Gonta are such a sweet duo in UTDP and Summer, they deserve so many more interactions. They get to exchange their love of all different types of animals with each other until they're walking National Geographic magazines.

OTP: SONDAM! They match each other's dorkiness to a T. Autumn is their season and nobody can take it away from them. Horror movie dates are always a pleasure. They're obnoxious talkers in the theaters, but I'd let them ramble to their heart's content.

NOTP: I'm the type of person who's chill with a lotta different pairings if the shipper(s) make it work. However, one pair I can never imagine being romantically involved is Gundham and Hiyoko. He doesn't give two shits about her bullying him for his eccentrics, but he definitely greatly disapproves of her abuse toward animals. She's trying to better herself post-game, but it'll definitely take a while for her misdeeds to be forgiven by Gundham and they can work toward being on friendly terms.

Random headcanon: Due to isolating himself from others, Gundham never really took the time to question his romantic orientation. That is, until he was accepted into Hope's Peak Academy and was surrounded by other students. He swiftly came to terms with his romantics towards certain people, as sparse as he shows it. Nekomaru and Sonia definitely pushed those unknown feelings into deeper consideration, as he admittedly crushed on both of them at some point and has ultimately fallen for Sonia. He fights with himself every now and then over his feelings, but overall he views his orientation as simply natural, unchanged by time. In regards to his asexuality, he occasionally makes comments to conceal his distaste for raunchy things and attempt to fit in, pushed into doing so by his insecurities, but he recognizes its his true nature to abstain from such desires. Intimacy is romantic for him, and that's all that it has to be for him to be happy.

Unpopular opinion: I have no idea if any of my thoughts could really be classified as unpopular, but I'll toss something unusual out. Connecting to what I've stated earlier, I wish Gundham was shown fighting back more against the brainwashing in the anime. If they had the time, it'd be interesting to see the absolute extremes Junko would have to go through to crush Gundham's unwavering spirit. We could get real dark by having his mom killed in front of him. This forces him to accept that without her, only nature is on his side now, as humanity is beyond saving and what he's committing as an Ultimate Despair is a mercy killing.

Song(s) I associate with him: Kyrie by Mr. Mister cause the angelic imagery makes me sob profusely aughhhh... Eighth Wonder by Lemon Demon and When You Die by MGMT are runner-ups!

Favorite picture of him: This art piece I was gifted as part of a Silent Hill Tumblr Mutuals discord server's Secret Santa, featuring Gundham n Carmina/The Artist from Dead By Daylight, who I made ask blogs for and so deeply love imagining being the bestest of buds!

[fallloverfic]

Me: I read/watch Delicious in Dungeon for The Plot The Plot (spoilers for S01E16: Cleaners/Dried with Sweet Sake and the manga, Chapter 31: Sea Serpent, Part 1):

Never escaping from the crotch indeed lakjdladj

I also really love this fond look Marcille has for Laios and his excitement/him appreciating her genius/making use of the dungeon/whatever. It's really sweet. Chilchuck is tired and doesn't like being nearly drowned in a wall by a handsy elf.

Laios is so adorable when he's happy like this. Poor Senshi lol

Finally we get the first true Labru episode, my beloved.

Just shocked to see this mess of an adventurer. Kabru thoughts: Oh no he's hot. (yes I know he's not the one talking here, it just looks funny)

Kabru is so good-looking this episode, I took so many screencaps of him. He just looks so amazing in the anime. I love it.

Putting on smooth talker mode. Love him. Gotta flirt with the blonde tall-man for intel. I blame this whole arc for making me think Kabru is short; he's not short, Laios is just taller lol (Laios is 6'1"/185 cm tall, Kabru is 5'7"/170 cm tall). Or at least Kabru is still fitting the tall-man name and a lot taller than most other races, like the elves, just not as much as Laios is. (And for the curious: Toshiro is 5'11"/180 cm tall, so even he's shorter than Laios). I think between Toshiro, Laios, and Inutade (a 6'5"/195 cm ogre), I just had a weird impression of Kabru's height. (All heights from Delicious in Dungeon World Guide: The Adventurer's Bible)

Kabru being dangerous and also cute still. I just... I have too many screencaps of him alkdjalj Beautiful man.

Toshiro is a saint for tolerating this man. But they are cute together.

Kabru and Laios kill me T-T I wanted to fic for them ever since Kabru first showed up in the manga cause he was really cute and I wanted more of him and he seemed fucky enough that he would be fun to fic for, especially with the sort of enemies to lovers vibes of his party chasing Laios' party for revenge.

And then there's this chapter cover lol (this is actually two episodes ago story-wise, but it feels more relevant here):

And I was screaming in joy XD Particularly after we got to Kabru's obsession/curiosity about Laios in particular. I was putting off ficcing for them in case they actually met and yup, they did lol I still have a lot of ideas for fics for them. Maybe someday.

This man is having the time of his life with this nonsense and I love it roflmao He was like "they're either evil masterminds or stupid" and it's kind of the latter and mostly just "they're weird and it's funny" lol

I know he's faking so hard but it's still cute lol (Especially cause Laios offered to treat him to a meal, like hello, Labru date????) One thing I love about them as a pairing is their weirdness interacts in fun ways and it is hilarious.

This man is here for this absolute train wreck and I could not be happier for him. And them. Look at that little blush. Bless him.

Truly a phenomenal episode. It's also interesting seeing how... disrespectful, shall we say, to be polite, just about every character is to each other. You've got Chilchuck insulting Marcille for getting incapacitated, Marcille shoving Chilchuck into a wall to nearly drown without explanation, Toshiro's retainers - particularly Maizuru - being patronizing to all the non-tall-men (and any outsiders, really, considering at least what Maizuru thinks of Falin), Laios being... disrespectful to Toshiro with his name, and Kabru lying his ass off to get the deets on what the heck is going on and essentially being the human embodiment of -grabs popcorn-. It's a lot of really interesting character, social, and political dynamics. Everyone's a mess and I love it. I'm late cause of various nonsense with me misreading something and thinking they skipped a week and being busy but ahhhh such delicious food to catch up on. So good.

Other delicious Plot:

The Plot in Episode 3

The Plot in Episode 7

The Plot in Episode 9

The Plot in Episode 11

The Plot in Episode 13

The Plot in Episode 14

The Plot in Episode 15

The Plot in Episode 16 (you are here)

The Plot in Episode 17

The Plot in Episode 18

The Plot in Episode 20

The Plot in Episode 21

The Plot in Episode 24

[verysociallyakward]

My character traits headcanons

Varian- copy-paste personality from the show, but slightly more mature, bisexual, leader, dating Hugo, uses alchemy to fight but will use fist if necessary, alchemy and engineering, can cook but it's very bland, is more patient

Hugo- gay, thief, flirty, hides behind an arrogant asshole persona, he truly is a very caring nerd, double agent, works for Donella, is super sweet, older brother vibes, dating Varian, alchemist and engineer, the smooth-talker, tries to keep the others and himself safe, good at hand to hand combat, but also uses alchemy to fight, can barely cook it's disgusting but you won't starve

Nuru- irresponsibly responsible, impulsive, knows emergency medicine and surgery, lesbian, diplomat, can't cook, rebellious, tries to be the mom friend and fails, astronomy and space science, an astrology bitch, owns way too many weapons, excels in physical and weapons combat, is the adult of the group, dating Amber, magic?

Yong- trickster, naive, accident-prone, actually really smart, pyrotechnic, is the only one who can cook good meals, kind, well-meaning, has a hard time reading the room, only uses explosives to fight, helpfully unhelpful, often uses the cute kid card, very curious, loves learning, has no safety concerns, way too trusting, acts first questions later, the therapist of the group, chaotic, goes with the flow, picks up random animals off the street, empathetic, the only one with morals

Donella- Royal engineer of Ingvarr, the villain, crime boss, manipulative, loved ulla, abusive, murderer, cautious, demanding, dangerous, powerful, greedy, ✨blackmail✨, a bitch, doesn't care for Hugo, will kill him if he strays too far, remorseless, alchemist and engineer, magic, hand-to-hand, and weapons combat

Ulla- curious, desperate, powerful, magic, kinda evil, caring, loves Qurin, alchemist, housewife, loves Varian, bubbly, airheaded, incredibly intelligent, manipulative, great cook, charismatic, uses magic and alchemy to fight, cunning, goal-oriented, will do anything necessary to reach her goal

Cyrus- the father figure, strong, intimidating, is the one being blackmailed, caring, sweet, loving, weapons and hand-to-hand combat, survivalist, protective, married, is an okay cook, much better on the grill, family man

[teapotteringabout]

Stingray Ep 3 - Sea of Oil

Ironically, oil famously doesn’t mix well with water yet it makes quite a good Stingray episode. It’s not a name that’s aged particularly well, especially in a world of Just Stop Oil and Deepwater Horizon disasters. You’ll be glad to know that this is the first of my much shorter reviews as we’re starting to get into the general rhythm of Stingray. Underwater duo attack something, Stingray investigates, they tussle with duo. Today an oil rig is attacked and of course this is the worst thing to happen in the history of humanity ever. We do have to remember that this was made in the early 1960s when environmentalism wasn’t quite the thing it is today.

Now, the reason I rank this episode so highly is because of Atlanta, and certainly because of the dynamic between her, Troy and Marina. Bear with me here.

We open with a very satisfying scene of an oil rig getting destroyed (just because the effects are so well done). Stingray is deployed to investigate and Atlanta’s come along for the ride to establish a surface base. Troy seems a little awkward about this arrangement.

I like to think that it’s because it’s dangerous work and he doesn’t want her getting hurt. That might be me snorting cope. But you can see why it’s so easy to call Troy a two-timer. I do hate that for him, and I hate him for that.

Also isn't it interesting that Atlanta's here, so Marina has her arm on Phones. Intriguing hmmmm

So with that in mind, lets have a look at this wonderful exchange between Team Stingray and Team Oil Rig.

It’s actually canon and acknowledged that Troy and Atlanta are a couple and Troy knows he’s a lucky man for it. So a couple episodes later the character assassination is just tragic.

Anyway, Preston the Oil Rig man is a smooth talker.

1960s everyone. I think this is a good time to point out that the dur hur I love silent women joke isn’t actually that prevalent in the series. We’ll hear it a couple of times from Commander Shore, but that’s all, and he’s the older gent of the group who might be more prone to making outdated jokes. Troy and Phones certainly don’t make such jokes at any point in the series, and that knowledge really does make my heart swell.

We see what they’ve been deployed to do – Stingray guards the drill while it’s active and Atlanta relays instructions from the rig. The enemy craft of the week does get picked up on the hydrophones, but Phones quickly loses it and it’s assumed to be an echo from the drill. I like that this is included, showing that the enemy is always there and is observing, and their spotting Stingray dictates their next actions.

When the work is done for the day, the lads catch up with Preston the Oilman and it’s here that we’re introduced to Oink the seal.

Just as in previous Gerry Anderson productions (Bobby and Mitch in Supercar and Venus and Zoonie in Fireball XL5) we now get an animal companion duo in Marina and Oink. I can only imagine how many lozenges David Graham needed after voicing Oink, but not as many as Zoonie – because while Zoonie is there for the entire Fireball series, Oink will vanish about halfway through. And thank Cod for that. Oink looks cute, but I cannot stand his vocals and he adds nothing to the story. If anything, he makes things more confusing, which I’ll get to in a couple posts time. He would have been much better off making a one-off appearance in this episode because this is the best performance he gives – we’ll get to that soon.

For all my irritation at this character, I do love his puppetry. Look at this good boi.

Unbenownst to the gang, evil submarine hides underneath Stingray, and that night, an evil pair of evil green arms plant an evil stickerbomb on the hull. It's one of the rare occasions where the puppetry leaves a bit to be desired. I think a live-action close-up shot would have been better.

Troy and Phones have a nice little exchange about Marina sitting on the deck enjoying the ocean view. I love the implication that Phones is a chatty guy come bedtime and Troy, as we'll see often in the series, loooooves sleep.

Atlanta is sleeping aboard Stingray when she’s kidnapped by some wet footprints. Marina is sitting on the hull of Stingray’s nose at the time, and so witnesses the event. I can only assume someone got aboard Stingray without her knowing by using the aft hatch which someone left open? Because for security reasons I would assume random people can’t just open submarine hatches from the outside??

Anyway, we get our first proper shot of Marina swimming underwater and the effect is beautiful. In addition to being filmed through a thin fishtank like all the underwater shots, a fan is blown to simulate her hair and dress flowing through water.

In terms of Marina's actions, when I first watched this, I thought we’d still get that bitchy girl rivalry, and Marina would be like “oh what a shame, Atlanta’s gone, want me to keep you company, Troy?” and when Atlanta is inevitably rescued, the whole escapade is laughed off in an “aren’t these girls crazy over you, Troy?” kind of way. But, thank Teufel, no. Marina immediately sounds the alarm.

I just love that it’s Phones who’s straight into action and Troy “Action Man” Tempest is 14-year-old me at 11am.

Anyway, he’s all battle stations go when he learns that Atlanta’s been kidnapped. I love the urgency in his voice, how he’s demanding to know what happened and urging that they need to find her immediately.

They start submerging and the sticker bomb is triggered to explode when it does. Thankfully, Stingray’s instruments pick up a fault with the Surface Video Scanner or SVS (the periscope thingy) so the dive has to be aborted. Upon investigation, it’s because Oink is sat in front of the SVS lens, blocking its view. He’s also found the sticker bomb.

The Stingray crew manage to dive out of the way of the ensuing explosion and at first they assume Oink has been killed. I’m glad he wasn’t, as animal death is very dark for most Anderson shows, but I do wonder how a whole seal managed to get inside Stingray without anyone noticing. Anyway, as I said earlier, this is the one time Oink does anything substantial – he accidentally saves the Stingray from being blown up by a sticker bomb that Mr Wet Footprints had left on the hull.

Let’s get back to Atlanta, and for me the highlight of the episode. She reasons with her kidnappers – Nefir and Gerit – and we learn that it’s all a big misunderstanding. They thought the drilling was an attack on their home, not just a harmless oil rig. Whoever got hurt from an oil rig? In fact, they’ve got oil for miles in their home that they’d gladly share with the humans. Sweet!

Seriously though, look at the detail of the set when their craft is transported on a monorail over a whole lake of bubbling, steaming oil. I don’t think oil ought to be hot when drilled, but I digress. It’s even dripping down the walls of the cavern.

And look at the interior of their base. Like Titanica and several other bases we'll see, this new colour TV tech has made brightly coloured villain lairs the in-thing. I'd love to know why these guys have what a mural of a green-haired hollow-eyed tits-out lady. Presumably she's a deity. It's little tit-bits of worldbuilding that make many of these undersea races really come alive.

Nefir (bearded dude) and Gerit (clean-shaven dude), despite planting a bomb on Stingray, do turn out to be quite sweet dudes. They even appear to give Atlanta a shawl and apologise and comfort her when they hear the bomb explode, assuming Stingray has been blown up.

Also when the sticker bomb explodes, it’s heard down here too and Atlanta’s little devastated gasp of “Oh! Troy!” is so well-acted by Lois Maxwell. Like you can really hear the despair and shock in her voice. Lois Maxwell is a star and this won’t be the last time I simp over her.

It’s quickly established that Stingray has survived the explosion, and though Atlanta, Nefir and Gerit are overjoyed and relieved, they quickly realise they have a new problem – when Stingray finds the entrance to their cave door, Troy will try to rescue Atlanta via the Michael Bay Method of blowing shit up, and that’s not so great for a civilisation sitting on an oil well. Also, as Nefir states, the “mighty ocean will rush in”, which could indicate that this race of people can’t actually breathe underwater. Sure, water rushing in quickly could well crush any marine being, or smack them with debris. But we do actually meet other undersea races who can’t breathe underwater so I like to think this is one of them.

The underwater technology is so different to Terranean equipment that there is no way they can stop the attack or tell Troy that Atlanta is safe. As such, Atlanta bravely urges Gerit to take her on his ship and try and stop them. It’s a huge risk as without any way to communicate, they would be interpreted as an enemy and blown up, but the alternative is certain death when Stingray locates their city. It all makes Troy sound quite extreme actually. Shoot first, ask where Atlanta is later, especially on a craft that won’t be threatening them in any way, or you have no actual proof is involved.

In any case, Atlanta and Gerit go back out in their submarine to try and stop Stingray. There’s a wonderfully tense scene where Phones has picked up their echo and starts counting down to their firing distance. It’s then that Atlanta comes up with the genius idea that if she uses the motors to send a Morse Code message, Phones would hear it on the hydrophones. This is objectively brilliant. It’s using these two characters’ core skillset perfectly and it’s pretty much the only time that Troy is not the hero of the day. Enjoy it while it lasts.

There’s no music at all while Atlanta relays her message with the motors, and, heartbreakingly, it seems to be too late as Phones reaches zero and gives the command to fire.

THEN he hears the message through his hydrophones, and gives the urgent command to destroy the sting missile remotely.

I love that as well as the hydrophone 'pings', you can also hear Atlanta's message through Phones's headset.

All’s well that ends well, with Troy and co meeting Nefir and Gerit properly. Nefir also has an odd remark at the end: “especially when we nearly cost you your wives”. Now, after some confusion from Troy, it’s established that he meant ‘lives’. That’s fine, English is unlikely to be your first language when you’re a literal sub-seabed race. Firstly, I would say an apology is warranted on Troy’s side too, for nearly killing Atlanta and Gerit. Secondly, I can’t help but wonder if ‘wives’ was the word specifically chosen for the script because we’re still very much in Troy’s questionable triangle era.

Anyway, we wrap up the episode with a scene that made me spit out my tea when I first saw it.

Is that oil or are you pleased to see me?

As a while, this episode is a solid A for Atlanta. S for Star, because she is one. She’s calm and brave, risking her life to go in the submarine to try and contact Stingray, and clever to message them in an unconventional way. This is the first ‘Atlanta centric’ episode and believe me, they tend to be absolute bangers.

The show at this point continued to subvert my expectations with Marina going out of her way to kick-off Atlanta's rescue rather than maintain a bitchy rivalry. Oink, as annoying as he is, is cute and at his most useful to the plot in this episode. We also have our first glimpse of an underwater race that isn't Titan's lot or Pacificans, and though in fitire episodes these other races will be fully villains, it's lovely to see friendly ones who want to befriend the humans, and the Stingray crew acting as less a military force and more a PR link between sea and land.

Remember when I said this would be a shorter review?

[satosktty]

gojo satoru & connections to mania

satoru my poor little mew mew who’s also an evil problematic princess

mania is best described as an elated levels of energy — it's a possible mood swing during bipolar disorder.

energy & enthusiasm

in the beginning of the fight between hanami and jogo in Shibuya, satoru's face is very calm, even when declaring to kill hanami and condemning the both for their weakness. while telling hanami to fight him his face is still neutral, and while eye shining can be a sign of mania — satoru is a character who’s eyes naturally shine.

the real mood switch occurs when the two curses begin to fight him. 

suddenly, satoru's overcome with this expression is tied to raw enthusiasm. his eyes are blown wide as he seems thrilled to be able to fight with the two curses hanami and jogo, along with that his grin is wide to the point of deeper smile lines than he’s ever amassed before. satoru's gained a boost of energy that rivals the slightly more laid back version of himself like a flashing off and on switch.

Even in the fight, when he’s walking down jogo and smiling as he rips the curses arm off, for a split he is smiling regularly and you would assume he’s come down from his high ( which is possible ) for a split second, only to see the energized look on his face when he finally looks back at jogo.

Satoru’s energy and activity heavily increases as he’s going hand combat with the two curses and is actually having fun, he’s smiling as he toys with these two curses like it’s nothing and is hyper in movement. 

this is best explained as satoru's ikigai. he loves to fight, he's good at fighting ( and everything else canonically) — the world ( at this moment at least ) needed him to fight and fighting is what pays for him. according to ikigai, that would be gojo's meaning of life, to be a fighter.

This is not the last time we see Satoru’s eyes blown in a fight out of enthusiasm — he’s under the same emotional outlier when he’s fighting sukuna, aka sukugumi in the more recent chapters. The people yearn for someone ‘ho is you cool?’ is ass atleast once.

mood switching

SINCE I’m talking about gojo’s extremely active energy, there’s nothing better than talking about hyperactivity when he’s getting to teach — even in animation, he stands out with even more exaggerated movement and poses to his younger students 

even in masking your emotional vulnerabilities, nobody can switch this fast from killing their bestfriend to cheering because he’s related to his student. gojo has a great amount of emotional shifts; from laid back, to silly, to serious, to utter ruthlessness in so many situations, which is comparable to manic traits.

the way he teaches, and talks with his students and those around him a lot can be related to pressured speech, not to mention the long amounts of infodumping on random poor souls. he does it especially in hidden inventory, yapping his enemies to death.

it goes so far to even be mentioned in the first light novel by megumi, who has been around satoru for a lot of one another's lives

it implies satoru's an avid and extreme talker, often going off the rails and turning the conversation into a quickly one-sided speech, talking AT you — adding to the evidence of pressured speech

yet, after the elevated sense of elated moods, he crashes.

the end of the high

Satoru especially after his enlightenment in Hidden Inventory ( which i count as the manic episode ) where he was on top of the world and couldn’t feel any sort of sadness over a child he was looking after and relating to just died. 

but after defeating toji, satoru deflates into a dazed state where he cannot regulate his own emotions, turning to suguru for guidance. this is the stage after a manic episode, the depressive episode that leaves one anxious, sad or in satoru’s case; hopeless.

he could not save riko and is now carrying the child’s body throughout a building of people celebrating her death. He cannot do anything to bring her back, for her to enjoy longer days at the beach. All he can do at this moment, in his state is ask suguru if he should kill.

isolation after the manic period

before i talk about this satoru’s loneliness and issues with being understood are not self inflicted as it’s impossible to reach out to people, especially with the end of jujutsu kaisen showing how little he’s been regarded by his peers.

but at the same time he does push away those that want to understand him. spefically yuta, yuta's desire to reach satoru actively combats satoru's want for his students to not to be subjected to anything that could desecrate their youth as it desecrated satoru's youth, riko's and geto's.

often people with mania will isolate themselves so people cannot experience the 'worst' parts of them. that's what i believe satoru is doing — isolating himself and his experiences so yuta cannot experience the worst parts of the being a 'monster' first hand, which he'd be able to relate to satoru's own experiences.

final notes

this thread was based off of my idea of satoru's infinity looks from the eyes of curses exercised by gojo: i imagine it being kind of like the visionary of what a human would hear an alternate say before dying in the mandela catalogue

[bebe-writes-stuff]

I made a

Tokyo Rev prompt

Bluelock prompt

MHA prompt

-- Go read them!! JJK is next, obviously, like how could I even forget. I gotta compensate yall for the amount of trauma Gege is giving yall. MY MAN IS GONE, GEGE, I HATE YOU. -- Ima tell yall right now, this fanfic has absolutely no fucking relation to the current timeline of this tragic asf anime. okAy?-- Anyway this prompt,

For this story I wanted a specific theme and certain character development for Y/n, (I literally use what I learn from my English class to write these mfing stories...embarrassing)

At the beginning, Y/n, leads a reserved and quiet life not because she is shy but she just finds it better not to associate with other people. Because she possesses the ability to feel and perceive the true emotions of others. This ability makes her more of an observer than a talker, She can feel peoples Anger, Sadness, Fear, Anxiety, Guilt, Shame, Jealousy, Envy, Disgust, Frustration, Loneliness, Despair, Regret, Resentment, Insecurity, All of it. but because those people's emotions weren't long term and not intense, Y/n couldn't see curses (for now) but deep within her soul, she knew something evil was around. So one day, something tragic happens, I have decided what yet. But because this certain event caused very intense negative emotions that Y/n could feel, it was like a veil had been removed from her eyes and she started seeing curses. It was like a nightmare at first, the constant horrifying creatures she'd run into. but for some reason, they would never attack her, in fact they'd take off and run away any place she was near. which was strange because for a curse to be frightened something has to have an even greater cursed energy which is exactly the case with Y/n. She hasn't realized yet but every time Y/n felt someone's negative emotion, it transferred to her. As a result causing her to have an immense amount of cursed energy, it's so great that even jujutsu sorcerers and the higher up can sense it from miles away, without even understanding who or what this cursed energy was coming from they decided to execute it as soon as they get hold on it, the only issue was they couldn't place where this cursed energy was coming from. It was like a switch, sometimes it was so intense and sometimes there was absolutely no trace of it. but what the higher ups don't know, Gojo (daddy) has already traced y/ns location and sent a certain 3 students to supervise and watch her, but that doesn't go unnoticed by her which she's pretty quick to notice her pursuers and doesn't take long to confront them. also I still haven't decided a cursed technique for her...Womp Womp

--Oml idk if this made any sense, for some reason when I have an idea I can't write 100% of what I want, ughhhh, enjoy, and let me know if you guys want this fic--

[wqintraining]

NEW X-MEN: THE ANIMATED SERIES: SEASON 3, EPISODE 11

We open at a political rally in Washington Square Park, which has drawn a massive crowd. The people in the crowd are volatile, and holding anti-Mutant signs. The press are also here, and a stage is set up. 

The microphone on the stage is tapped to test it as a man begins speaking, thanking everyone for coming, and asks them to please settle down. It’s revealed that he’s a briefly seen figure from earlier in the series: Graydon Creed. 

Creed thanks everyone for coming, and says that while he understands these people’s anger completely, they must be civil. They’re not animals - not like Mutants. Graydon speaks about the rising Mutant threat. Attacks on Paris, riots at the school that’s supposed to keep these freaks contained, why, he’s even heard from some friends in Washington that multiple government bases have been destroyed by Mutants over the last several months!

And yet, of the hundreds of bills moving through state legislatures to curtail these threats to all hard-working humans, those same friends in Washington are unwilling to take action nationally. And the good people of America deserve better. They deserve someone who will take action!

As he talks, men in suits pass out yellow armbands with “FOH” written on them to the crowd. 

GRAYDON: “For the past two years, I have proudly served as a Represenative for the state of New York. But no matter how great the odds may be against me, I can not sit back and tolerate this political disgrace any longer.” 

A hologram appears behind Graydon of his “FOH” logo. 

GRAYDON: “Ladies and gentleman, it is my honor to abandon the Republican party, and to welcome you all to the only political faction that can guaruntee mankind’s future. One that will find a solution to the Mutant problem once and for all! I proudly announced my candidacy for President of the these United States, and welcome you all…” BEAT. “To the Friends of Humanity!”

The crowd all eagerly slip on their armbands and cheer Graydon’s name. Graydon happily soaks up the worship. 

In a bakery, a red-headed woman in a casual yellow dress stands in line, cake in hand. As she nears the front of the line, she’s approached by a smug Pietro. 

PIETRO: “That doesn’t look too appetizing.” 

WOMAN, acting confused and annoyed: “Huh?” 

PIETRO: “That cake is from the fridge. How long ago do you think that was made?” 

WOMAN: “Do you normally go up to women and insult their confectionery purchases?” 

PIETRO: “Only when they’re as stunning and deserving of better as you.” 

WOMAN: “Ooooh, I see. You think you’re some kind of smooth talker. Some rich guy who thinks he can sweep me off my poor feet? I know your type.” 

PIETRO: “I’m sure you do. Interested?” 

The woman pushes Pietro back, getting out of line. 

WOMAN: “I have less than zero interest in getting with some self-absorbed pretty boy who thinks the world of himself. I prefer my men…down to Earth.” 

PIETRO, shrugging: “Just as well. I’m married. My wife would kill me if she saw this.” 

WOMAN, smirking: “Oh…I don’t know about that.” 

Pietro smirks back and the two kiss. The people behind the counter, as well as those in line, are a little befuddled. 

PIETRO: “I’ve missed you, Crystal.” 

A campaign ad for Graydon plays on a TV, narrated by him. It discusses how Mutants are not only the greatest threat to America, but the world, and no matter what differences they hold, all humans must stand together against them (he says over a clip of conventionally attractive non-white and queer people wearing FOH armbands). He mentions how he is the son of two of the most evil Mutants of all, Sabretooth and Mystique, which is why he knows how monstrous these creatures are by nature better than anyone. But it’s also why he knows how to fight them. And that’s what he’ll do as the next president of the United States. 

GRAYDON: “I’m Graydon Creed, and I approve this message.”

The tv in the headmasters’ office is turned off. 

SCOTT: “I liked him better when he was just trying to kill me with a spear.” 

Scott is seated at his desk, with Emma at his side, while Magneto stands on the other side of the desk, along with a well-dressed and well-presented thin black woman who looks just a little familiar. A binder sits on the desk. 

STEVIE HUNTER: “This starts airing in 48 hours. The notes there are what my people were able to scrounge up about his campaign.” 

EMMA, mockingly: “Your people?” 

STEVIE, not interested in banter: “Interns.” 

SCOTT, flipping through the notes, weirdly enthusiastic: “The kids did a good job organizing these.” 

STEVIE, genuine but amused: “I remembered how you liked your binders.” 

ERIK, in a huff: “Graydon timed this. He made the switch from would-be hunter to politician years ago. He’s only taking this step now because of our failures.” 

The metal in the room starts shaking, until Emma calm’s Erik’s mind. 

STEVIE: “Riiight, if you guys are gonna kill him, please do not make me an accessory.” 

SCOTT, standing up with a smile: “We’re not going to kill him.” Scott shakes her hand. “Thank you for this, Stevie.” 

STEVIE: “Anything for you guys. Never forget where you come from.” Looking straight at Emma for a little banter: “No matter how weird things get there.” 

Emma, trying to play it as cool as Stevie did, scoffs dismissively. 

ERIK, approaching Stevie: “I apologize for my outburst, Congresswoman Hunter. As always, you are a credit to your species.” 

STEVIE: “Thank you, Erik. I’ll remember you said that the next time you go crazy and try to kill us all.” Erik is left gagged. “Don’t be afraid to call my office, Scott.” 

SCOTT: “Of course.” 

As Stevie departs, Scott and Emma both laugh at Erik, Emma falling onto Scott’s lap. 

ERIK, trying to not be embarrassed: “Oh, please. She could have just as easily said something similar about you.” 

EMMA: “But she didn’t.” 

Erik grumbles, as Emma snickers. 

SCOTT, putting his arms around Emma: “Okay, okay. So. How do we kill Graydon?” 

At the grocery store, Sooraya is helping her mother do some shopping. Mirah and Sooraya are jubilant following Ramadan, feeling renewed and refreshed. And also very, very hungry as they’ve been fasting. 

The two speaking in Arabic, Mirah admits that while the last year for her has been one miracle after another, following years of pain, so much of it has been strange and foreign to her. This helped her get back in touch with what really matters. 

Sooraya smiles at her mom, happy to see her so happy. She then briefly flashes back to the end of the previous episode, and the voice speaking to her. 

SOORAYA, in the present, in Arabic: “I feel the same way. I love my friends, but…I had missed this.” 

Mirah hesitates to respond, which concerns Sooraya. Mirah tells her she didn’t want to do anything rash after the tragedy at the school, but she was wondering if, after this semester, Sooraya might not like to complete her final year of school somewhere else. Somewhere safer. 

Sooraya is upset and confused by this. Her mother was the one who told her that she had to say at the school, that it was where she was meant to be  with the gifts she was given. Mirah sighs and says she knows, but she knows her “Dust” is powerful enough to defeat any villain she faces. But her little girl deserves to be safe in her own bed. 

Soo understands her fears, but she and her friends are stronger together. She cannot abandon them. And “Dust” is still needed to defeat the enemies who have been tormenting them. 

At the checkout, Mirah notices Sooraya becoming solemn over the discussion. To lighten things up…

MIRAH: “You said that one of the “Horsemen” was a Crusader, didn’t you?” Soo nods. “Well then…we can delay this conversation until you have separated his skin from his flesh.” 

Sooraya giggles. That sounds fine. 

As the two exit the store, Sooraya says if her mother did wish to pull her out of the Jean Grey School, she would obey, but wonders if she could transfer to a school in Jersey. Mirah teases her, saying she thought she didn’t enjoy the date she set her up on. 

SOORAYA, amused: “It’s not that. It’s–” 

MIRAH: “If you’d like another date with that nice young man, you only have to–” 

Mirah stops talking part-way through her sentence, confusing Sooraya. 

SOORAYA: “Mother?” 

Mirah coughs up blood, as Sooraya’s eyes widen in horror; she’s been shot through the stomach. 

Mirah falls over onto the ground, as Sooraya screams. She immediately uses her powers to put pressure on the wound, calling desperately for someone to help. 

SOORAYA, tearing up: “No, no no.” BEAT. “Somebody! Please!” 

Back at the school, Cyclops, Emma, and Magneto are working out their plan to take out Creed. They quickly agree on two things.

 First, this stays between them. This is not an X-Men mission, nor will the X-Men ever be used to carry out assasinations. Creed just has too much potential to spread chaos in this climate, and has to be neurtralized, so they’ll bear the splatter of his blood themselves. 

CYCLOPS: “Of course Magik wouldn’t mind helping, but I don’t want to encourage her.” 

The second point is that this has to be quiet. Obviously all of them could physically kill Creed, but if it got out that they did so, that’s it, they’re done, humanity’s war on Mutants stops being cold. Even if he didn’t have mental defenses, something as easy to disguise as Emma’s telepathy could still be tracked back to them. 

MAGNETO: “With civilian casualties out of the question, a large-scale “accident” cannot be initiated either.” 

EMMA: “It doesn’t leave us with very many options.” Emma gets off of Scott. ‘Don’t say anything else. He’s deep in thought.” 

ERIK: “Would you care to fill me in?”

EMMA: “I’m not in his head. That’s just his planning brow.” 

ERIK: “You can actually tell when he’s–?”  

SCOTT: “I’ve got it.” Emma gestures to him proudly. “The last time the X-Men fought Graydon, neither of you was much better than him. “He never worked directly with either of you, but he did team up with some of our other enemies. Human and Mutant alike.” 

EMMA: “Where are you going with this?” 

Scott smirks. 

SCOTT: “If we can’t assasinate Creed using our powers, then we do it the way baselines do. One of us needs to get close enough to poison him, and make it look like any one of the other people he has bad blood with are responsible. Creed would never let his guard down around, “Magneto, Master of Magnet”--” 

ERIK, embarrassed, but threatening: “I called myself that one time, Summers.” 

SCOTT: “And we’re all still laughing. Point is, he’d never trust you.”  

EMMA, seeing where this is going: “But The White Queen who helped fund the second generation of Sentinels….” 

Scott nods. If Emma doesn’t like the plan, they can think of something else. 

SCOTT: “But I know how you enjoy outplaying small men.” 

Emma takes a moment to think it over. 

Emma sighs. 

EMMA: “Let me go make some calls and put on some gloves. I refuse to greet that cretin bare-handed.” 

At a hospital, Mirah is rushed inside from an ambulence, with Sooraya running along with the  medical workers, tearfully calling out to her mother, until she’s told she can’t go any further, and she has to let the doctors work. 

Sooraya, extremely emotional, nearly snaps at the nurse telling her this, her hands turning to sand, but…

“Sooraya!” 

Soo solidifies and is calmed down by the arrival of her friends, save Laura. Cessily runs right up to her and tightly hugs her. 

CESSILY: “She’s going to be okay. After everything she’s been through, this isn’t gonna be the end, alright?” 

Sooraya weakly nods as she hugs her friend back. 

Nori questions what even happened, all Soo having said in her message was that her mother was shot. As Dust pulls back, she tells her she wishes she knew, but she doesn’t have any idea. 

DUST: “I understand that there are many who would like to hurt women like us. But this was no act of random violence.” 

Julian promises her they’re gonna figure this out, and they’ll make whoever did this wish they were never born. Roxy comes in from a softer angle, asking her if there’s anything she needs right now. 

Sooraya wipes her tears and asks the two speedsters if they could get her some of her things from her room. The EMTs weren’t sure how long she’d be in surgery. She definitely needs her prayer rug. And some snacks. 

JULIAN: “One dried fruit and nut bowl coming right up.” 

NORIKO: “We’ve got you.” 

Soo weakly smiles as thanks her friends, before the two speed off. 

Sofia steps forward. 

SOFIA, emotional: “Sooraya, I…I am so sorry you have to go through this. I have thought for years that there is nothing worse than the pain of losing a parent. But the fear you must feel must be even worse.” 

Sooraya sniffles, but shakes her head. She will be okay. They both will. Allah would not have brought them back together, just to separate them again. Sofia tells her to hold onto that hope tightly. 

SOFIA: “I can’t move as fast as Surge and Hellion, but if you’d like, I CAN try and listen for any updates from the operating room.” 

Sooraya would appreciate that, so Sofia gives her a hug and tells her she’ll get right on it. As Sofia walks away, Cessily and Roxy help Soo to find seats in the waiting area. 

Once she’s out of sight from her friends, Sofia’s face hardens. 

In Clan Akkaba’s headquarters, Akihiro is continuing to train Laura. He’s still largely kicking her around, but they’ve become much more of an even match. 

AKIHIRO, stomping down on her on the ground: “Better. Much better. But you’re still fighting like the X-Men taught you. If you’re gonna keep calling yourself a weapon, you should at least fight like one.” 

Death tells her to go again as he takes his boot off of her, before his phone rings. He tells Laura to grab some water while he takes this. 

AKI, answering the phone: “My lady.” 

SOFIA, in voice over: “Tell me this wasn’t us.” 

AKIHIRO, unsure what she’s talking about: “Only operation we have planned for today is Quicksilver. Did something else happen?” 

Without the conversation being heard, Akihiro reacts as he’s told what happened, and given orders, confirming that he understands. Death hangs up. 

AKIHIRO: “Class for today is over, “Sis”. That was the boss. I’ve got someone to find. And you’ve got somewhere you need to be.” 

Laura is confused and worried. 

In central park, Pietro has a picnic with Crystal, wine and the store bought cake included. They romantically feed each other bites of the cake, using purple prose to describe its adequacy. Pietro thinks they could use something a bit more refined to wash it down and moves up to pop open the wine. Crystal tells him to be careful he doesn’t spray them, which Pietro, moving too quickly, proceeds to do. 

Crystal screeches, which makes Pietro laugh, before he apologizes and waves his hands to dry them both off. 

CRYSTAL: “Idiot.” 

PIETRO: “Perhaps, but you married me. So what does that make you?” 

CRYSTAL: “At the time? 22.” 

Crystal sighs happily and lays her head down on Pietro’s lap as he pours them each a glass of wine. 

CRYSTAL: “I wish he could do this every day.” 

PIETRO: “The price we pay living world’s apart. How are things on the blue side of the moon?” 

CRYSTAL: “I’m the wrong girl to ask. I try to spend as little time in Attilan as I can.” 

PIETRO, teasing as he hands Crystal her wine: “I’m sure the king and queen just love that.” 

CRYSTAL: “My sister and brother-in-law should be grateful. If it wasn’t for everything they had to offer Luna, they wouldn’t even have their princess to show off on special occasions.” 

Pietro’s expression becomes more sincere as he holds Crystal’s hand. 

PIETRO: “May I see her?” 

CRYSTAL: “Of course.” 

Pietro grabs Crystal’s phone and turns on it, revealing her lockscreen: a nine-month old baby girl. Pietro’s heart melts as Crystal sits up and puts her arms around him from behind. 

PiETRO: “She’s beautiful.” 

CRYSTAL: “She is. I wish you could have been there when she was born. I’ll never forgive Medusa.” 

PIETRO: “Can…can I meet her?” 

CRYSTAL: “I’ve got a little apartment in Brooklyn. She’s there with a sitter right now.” 

Pietro’s eyes widen with excitement. Before anything else can be said however, as a powerful wind blows away their picnic, and a blast of green energy knocks down a tree. As everyone else in the park flees, Pietro and Crystal leap to their feet. 

MALICE, flying down: “We honestly didn’t mean to time it like this, but frankly, Pietro? Keeping you from ever seeing your daughter sounds delicious.” 

CRYSTAL: “Lorna?” 

PIETRO, enraged, changing into his costume at super speed: “No. Not even close.” 

In an office building floor, the Friends of Humanity are already hard at work, with dozens of employees making cold calls for the organization, designing merchandise, or completing other assignments. 

Graydon works in his corner office, until his secretary informs him that “the mutant” is here. Graydon tells him not to be so dismissive of this one. 

GRAYDON: “Ms. Frost is one of the good ones. At least, she used to be.” 

Emma enters the office, much to the disgust of the people working there, where she’s greeted by Graydon, wearing a perfect politician’s smile. 

GRAYDON: “Emma, I am so happy you called.” 

EMMA: “I’m glad you were able to meet so quickly.” 

The two shake hands, Emma indeed having put on gloves. 

GRAYDON: “I haven’t been in politics long, but you never give a potential donor like you time to change her mind.” 

EMMA: “I highly doubt you have any donors like me.” A man walks up with a power-inhibiting collar.  “What is this?” 

GRAYDON: “I can understand with how utterly your people have been losing lately wanting to come back to the winning team. It’s not like you ever gave a damn before you made the mistake of growing a heart. But I hope you’ll understand that, given you are still an X-Man, I feel the need to take precautions. Do you?” 

Emma is perturbed, and we see in part why, as she’s psychically patched in to Scott and Erik, who are back in their office. Scott tells her to go ahead and do it. He’ll have one of the kids from her telepathy class to patch them back in. He’ll have them leave once they’re sure Emma is secure and before she does anything. 

EMMA, putting on her own political smile: “Of course.” 

Emma tries to not be embarrassed as she collars herself for Graydon. 

GRAYDON: “Perfect. Now we can talk on more equal footing. Right this way.” 

Graydon leads Emma toward his office, but swears as two kids run past them both, a young boy with dark black hair and a little blonde girl in a frilly dress chasing after him, with the boy screaming at her to not give him cooties. 

EMMA: “Are you running a political campaign or a daycare service?” 

GRAYDON, recomposing himself: “I apologize. They’re Carlton Kilgore and Lenore Kensington’s brats. Apparently they were just dying to see what their daddy and mommy were getting involved with. One of my staff was meant to be watching them. Penelope!” 

“I’m sorry, sir!” 

Emma’s practiced smile falters as she hears a familiar voice, and sees an even more familiar face, as Monet comes around a corner, saying she’ll get the kids back in order right away. 

GRAYDON, sighing: “It can wait. Penelope Enduque, meet Emma Frost.” 

MONET, offering her hand: “It’s an honor, ma’am. I’m a big fan of your old work.” 

EMMA, hesitant, shaking her hand: “Charmed.” 

In their office, Scott and Erik smack their faces. In his office on the other side of the world, Roberto smacks his own face. 

 In the hospital, Mirah is in surgery, with several doctors sweating as they work on her. Out in the waiting room, Julian and Noriko have returned and are noshing on snacks they brought over, while Cessily joins Sooraya in prayer on the floor. 

Laura burts into the waiting room in a panic, looking for Sooraya. 

LAURA: “Soo!” 

Dust notices her and, without a word, shifts into sand to fly over to her best friend and hug her. 

NORIKO, under her breath: “Took her long enough.” 

Roxy and Julian each punch one of her arms. 

LAURA: “I’m sorry I wasn’t here sooner.” 

SOORAYA: “I am just glad to have you here now. Will you join Cessily and I in prayer?” 

Laura nods without question. 

Nearby, Sofia is on the phone again. 

AKIHIRO, in voice over: “I’ve got your assassin.” 

SOFIA: “Already?” 

AKIHIRO: “You gave me the location where the target was hit. Of course I was able to track them from there.” 

SOFIA: “I didn’t realize you possessed Warpath’s skills.” 

AKIHIRO: “Yeah, well…I may have also asked Exodus for help.” 

Sofia is mildly amused. Aki asks her if his lady wants all the heads of the people responsible for this, but Lady Akabba tells him to stand down. 

SOFIA: “We can use this.” 

As Sofia re-enters the waiting room, Sooraya, back on her mat, cringes. 

The same soothing voice from the end of the last episode speaks her name in her head. 

Sooraya’s eyes fill with rage as she stands up. 

CESSILY: “Everything alright, Soo?” 

SOORAYA, quietly furious: “They will be soon. My prayers have been answered. I know who shot my mother.” BEAT. “And I’m going to kill her.” 

Everyone else looks at Sooraya with concern. 

In Central Park, Pestilence taunts Quicksilver as she touches down on the ground, asking if he hasn’t told his wife about her. 

MALICE: “Becuase I know all about you, Princess Crystalia Amaquelin.” 

Crystal demands to know what’s going on, with a pissed Pietro explaining at super speed. 

CYRSTAL: “And you didn’t tell me about this, why?” 

QUICKSILVER: “Sorry, I’ve–” 

MALICE: “It’s because he’s got more in common with dear old dad than he’d ever like to admit. Including poor time management. Lorna understands that well.” 

QUICKSILVER: “Enough! Your tricks were enough to work once, but not again. Return my sisters to me, and you may survive the day.” 

MALICE: “Return them? There’s Magneto’s possesiveness. How do you put up with this, Crystal?” 

Quicksilver howls in rage as he rushes Malice, but he collides with her magnetic field and is sent flying. 

CRYSTAL: “Pietro!” She turns with fury to Pestillence. “You say you know who I am. If that’s true, and you still made the choice to come for my family…” Crystal’s eyes glow yellow as the earth shakes, a powerful wind blows through the park and lifts her above the ground, fire materalizes and spins around her, and water is ripped out of the grass to do the same. “You must have a death wish.” 

The two stare each other down as Pietro speeds back over, the fight about to start. 

Back at the hospital, Cessily asks Sooraya what she’s talking about as everyone gathers around, Laura holding Sofia’s hand, showing that Sofia still hasn’t broken up with her. 

Dust explains to her friends that, recently, Allah has been speaking to her directly during prayer. She’s known for some time that she was directly chosen by him, but this has been a wondrous, holy experience for her. 

DUST, glaring at Nori and Julian: “And I can see from your expressions that you believe I’m being tricked. I promise, I know that this is real.” 

SOFIA: “And he told you who shot your mother?” 

Sooraya casts her head down. 

SOORAYA: “Leper Queen.” 

JULIAN: “What?!” 

NORI: “Are you serious?!” 

Hellion and Surge recall taking Leper Queen down when she attacked the school last year on Parents Day, and question how she could have gotten out of SHIELD’s prison. 

Roxy facepalms, being the first to put it together. 

ROXY: “Those Akabba creeps we fought were also from SHIELD’s prisons. She must have escaped while Exodus was doing his recruitment drive.” 

Sofia’s eyes panic at the realization she IS indirectly responsible for this. Laura squeezes her hand to comfort her. 

JULIAN: “Don’t suppose Allah was able to tell you what her problem is and why she shot her.” 

SOORAYA: “He did not. But I will find out.” 

CESSILY: “Right, so, I totally get wanting to do this yourself. If Julian and Nori beat her once, we can all do it together no problem.” Her face shifts with concern. “But you’re not a murderer.” 

SOORAYA, without hesitation: “I have killed before.” 

 LAURA, letting go of Sofia and approaching Sooraya: “When you had no choice. You still have nightmares about it.” 

SOORAYA: “And now my nightmares will be filled with my mother bleeding out on the ground.” 

SOFIA: “Laura is right, Soo. Whether or not she deserves death, this is exactly what led Quentin down the path he went.” 

Laura turns back to Sofia for a moment with confusion, unsure why her brainwashed friend would be taking her side on this.

Julian and Nori toss in their support with Sofia and Laura, calling back to their experiences at the start of the season 

There’s a moment of silence as Sooraya thinks, staring at each of her friends. 

DUST: “If you will not help me…then I must do this alone.” 

Sooraya burts into millions of sand particles to fly away. Hellion tries to stop her by telekinetically grabbing all of them, but while he catches most, he misses just a few specs of dust, which is all Soo needs to make it outside before reforming her body and flying away. 

ROXY: “Oh, this is bad. What do we –?” 

Laura, without taking a moment to consult with the others, races out of the hospital. 

NORI: “That. We do that. We go after her, and we stop her. Hellion and I will at least. Mercury, Bling!, start calling X-Men, and get everyone you can to come help us. Wind Dancer, I–”

SOFIA: “I will stay here and keep listening for updates on Mirah’s condition. Her survival is more likely to calm Sooraya’s rage than anything else.” 

NORI: “Yeah, that works.” 

JULIAN: “Alright, let’s get out of…here.”

Cessily wrapps her arms around Julian. 

CESSILY: “Please don’t let her do this.” 

JULIAN, hugging her back with one arm: “Don’t worry. We’re not losing anyone else.” 

Julian shoots a smile at Sofia, who smiles back. 

Surge and Hellion race off. 

In Graydon’s office, he and Emma sit down to talk business, with Emma knowing all the pretty little words she needs to use to handle him. Her real attention is on Monet, standing behind Graydon, who reaches out to her telepathically. 

MONET: “What do you think you’re doing here?” 

EMMA: “I imagine the same thing as you, “Penelope”. Shouldn’t you be in school?” 

MONET: “I dropped out.” 

EMMA, angry and disappointed: “What?!” 

MONET: “I’m still completing the work to obtain my degrees, but university itself was a waste of my time.” Still wearing a phony smile, she looks right into Emma’s eyes. “Just like high school now that I think about it.” 

EMMA, frustrated: “Whatever resentments you hold toward me, you shouldn’t allow them to affect your education.” 

MONET: “My resentments? I do not resent you for getting Everett and Angelo killed, Ms. Frost.” Emma’s fake smile falters just a little. “Or for what you did afterward. You just…mean nothing to me.” 

Emma holds back her feelings about this as she returns her attention to Graydon, who wants to know what she’s expecting in exchange for becoming the largest donator to the Friends of Humanity. 

GRAYDON: “Obviously you won’t be purged like the rest of your kind, but I know enough about you to understand you want more.” 

Emma confirms his assumption. She wants to be involved with the Friends of Humanity directly, as well as leniency for a handful of her students, an assurance that her bank accounts won’t be touched, and a segregated space, similar to Genosha but without the madman in charge…

Erik rolls his eyes as Emma spins her story. 

…for any surviving Mutants, including herself, to occupy. 

EMMA: “Living among humanity won’t be a good fit for anyone, and you can trust me to keep them in line.” 

Graydon hardens his face as he thinks over this carefully. He isn’t given the chance to come to a conclusion on his own. 

MONET: “Sir, if I may speak?” Graydon turns to her with a “This better be good” look. “I wouldn’t believe a word out of this Mutant’s mouth.” Emma’s eyes turn livid at M going this far to spite her. “You remember our poker evening with Sunspot last year, don’t you? We’ve both been tricked before.” Monet smiles at Emma. “I really do hope you’ve returned to your senses, Ms. Frost, I looked up to you as a mature role-model when I was very, very young, but the stakes of what we’re attempting here are simply too high to put to chance.” 

Before Graydon can speak, Emma jumps in. 

EMMA: “Mr. Creed, do you typically allow your nannies to speak for you?” Monet now narrows her eyes at Emma. “However much Ms. Enduque is donating to be a part of this endeavor, I can’t imagine it’s worth being undermined in such disprectul fashion.” 

BEAT

Graydon sighs. He didn’t realize these two were so similar (this comment upsetting both Emma and Monet). He’s going to make some calls from people who’s judgement he trusts, requesting Penelope to show Emma around in the meantime. 

MONET, smile back on: “Of course.” 

Emma and Monet shoot smug glares at each other. 

In Central Park, Quicksilver and Crystal’s battle against Pestillence has commenced. Malice blasts at Crystal, but can’t hit her as Pietro is holding her and moving them both around at super speed. Crystal attempts to burn Malice with a wave of fire, but Pestillence protects herself with a shield. Malice attempts to use the metal in the Earth’s surface to swallow Crystal and Quicksilver up, but while it initially works, Crystal’s superior command over the elements frees them with ease. 

 Seeing that her attacks can’t penetrate Pestillence’s shield, Crystal controls the air molecules around Malice, within her shield, and crushes her with them. Malice screams in agony, prompting her shield to drop, allowing Pietro to leap right in her face and snap his fingers at super speed. The ensuing bang sends Malice flying across the city. 

CRYSTAL: “Is there a plan here? Or do we just keep hitting her until she gives in?” 

PIETRO: “The Horseman were each gifted an additional Mutation by Apocalypse. That’s what she used to poison Wanda. If we beat her, she loses the artificial X-gene. Apocalypse’s “survival of the fittest” nonsense and all. That may cure her.” 

CRYSTAL: “Couldn’t it also leave the effects permanent?” 

Pietro, streessed, seethes. Yes, that is possible. But they couldn’t force her to do anything for them without beating her. 

CRYSTAL: “We could attempt negotiations. She has to want something, right?” 

PIETRO: “What she wants is the extinction of humanity.” We cut away from Pietro and see Malice, where she landed, at an industrial sight. “She’s a monster.” 

As Pestillence aches, struggling to stand, she flashes back. 

Several years ago in Yorkshire, a fifteen year-old Alice MacAllister, dressed in a school uniform, with several facial and body piercings and punkish accessories, attends a protest against a law being put into effect prohibiting Mutants with visible Mutants from showing themselves in public. 

Alice holds a sign, and joins in with the rest of the crowd’s chants. An older man with a slight facial Mutation tells her he’s not about to complain about anyone joining in to help the cause, but questions based on her outfit if she shouldn’t be somewhere else right now. 

ALICE: “It’s fine, sir. School is nothing but state propaganda designed to control us. If it were actually meant to teach us anything, we wouldn’t waste so much time on fluff we’ll never need to know. It’s indoctrination, plain and simple. This? This is what’s real. This is where I can learn.” 

MUTANT, putting his hands up: “Intense, but okay. Your life. Hope you don’t get in any trouble.” 

ALICE: “Pssh. It’ll be fine.” 

We hard cut to Alice being slapped by her mother later that evening as she’s berated for skipping school. 

MOM: “You’ve made clear you don’t care about yourself with how you’ve mutilated your body, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t care about your future!” 

ALICE: “The only way I have a future is if things change! If your generation keeps destroying the climate and building death robots to hunt innocent people–” 

MOM, dismissively: “My generation?” 

ALICE: “Yes! Literally yes!” 

Alice’s mom sighs. She gets it. This is how all teenagers are. But one day, she’s going to wake up and think just like her. The fire will die out, she’s going to become “boring”, and when she does, she’ll have wished she worked hard enough to have achieved a comfortable life. 

MOM: “I want better for you than I have, dear.” 

ALICE: “So I’m just supposed to turn a blind eye? How can I study maths when people are being genocided?” 

MOM: “Do not use that language. That is not what’s happening. Besides…” She places a hand on her daughter’s face. “They’re just Mutants.” 

“What’s this about Mutants?” 

Alice and her mother are both taken aback by the sound of a gravelly voice slurring its words. 

MOM: “Go to your room. I’ll handle your father.” 

Alice breaths and weakly smiles. 

ALICE: “Thank you, Mum.” 

MOM: “This conversation isn’t finished.” 

ALICE, face falling: “Yeah. I know.” 

Alice stomps off to her room, bitter. 

In the present, we pan across a forest. Men can be heard loudly grunting in unison. Underneath the forest is a bunker, where muscular men in military fatigues, some with actual military tattoos, are running combat drills. 

As we pan across the bunker, we see other men undergoing intense workouts and marksmanship training. Still others are studying poisons and traps. And then there are those who are allowing themselves to be slashed by metal claws, blasted with ray guns, and electrocuted. 

One man is sparring with an unseen opponent, before said opponent stabs him through the chest with a knife. He falls over. 

The camera pans up to reveal Leper Queen. 

LEPER QUEEN: “Walk if off. Mutants will do far worse.”  

SOLDIER: “Y…yes, ma’am.” 

As Leper Queen herself walks away and grabs a towel, a man in uniform approaches her. 

OFFICER: “General, we have a problem?” 

LEPER QUEEN, unworried, toweling off her sweat: “Did the beast not take the bait?” 

OFFICER: “No, ma’am. Just as you calculated, shooting the mother of X-23’s closest friend is drawing her out, and measures are in place to lure her here.” 

LEPER: “Then what’s the problem?” 

OFFICER: “The daughter.” 

In the forest, Dust travels through the thick trees furiously in sand form, inadvertently breaking off bark and knocking down branches. 

OFFICER, in voice over: “She’s coming too.” 

LAURA: “DUST!” 

Sooraya doesn’t stop moving. Laura races across treetops until she can leap down and get in front of her. 

LAURA: “I’m not going to stop you.” 

Before Dust can collide with Laura, she stops and reforms her body. 

DUST: “Then you are going to help me? 

Laura nods. 

LAURA: “You’ve always understood better than the others. You’re the only one who could. You know what death tastes like.” Laura approaches Soo. “The blood on me is too thick to ever come off. But I can keep you clean.” Laura bares her claws. “I’ll take Leper Queen out, myself.” 

Soo needs a moment to think this over, not overly fond of the idea, but she accepts it. 

DUST: “Thank you, Laura.” BEAT. “When I look at you, I do not see any blood.” 

Laura isn’t sure what to say to that. Nor does she get the chance to figure it out. Laura shoves Sooraya to the ground as a turret fire of tranquelizers into shot into her. 

DUST: “Wolverine!” 

Dust begins transforming, but she’s hit by and trapped in an electric net. She briefly screams, before passing out. 

Back in the city, Monet continues to put on her act touring Emma around the Friends of Humanity’s facilities. As she does so, she telepathically communicates with someone else. 

BETO: “So would you like to give me the full story here?” 

MONET: “No.” 

BETO, getting a manicure in his office: “You mean because telepathic communication at this distance is difficult for you?”

MONET: “Shut up.” 

BETO: “Come on, be honest with your boyfriend.” 

MONET: “I do not recall giving you permission to use that term.” 

BETO: “And I don’t recall asking for it.” 

Monet sighs internally, and gives a brief overview. She never liked Emma. From the day she joined Generation X, she hated her. She hated how Emma clearly thought they were alike, and, more than that, she hated every time Emma was proven right. 

MONET: “I refused to end up like her.” 

BETO: “Not that I’m her biggest fan, but why?” Monet wrinkles her face, being this open extremely difficult. “You know keeping things all bottled up is a very “Emma” move”. 

MONET: “Hate you.” 

Beto makes kissie noises. 

Monet sighs and continues. She went through a lot in the process of joining Generation X (flashes are shown to a fully red, spiky girl in all black running around with Jubilee, Chamber, Husk, Skin and Synch, and fighting against Emplate). And one thing she could never shake was how much pain she was always in, and how constantly angry she was at herself. 

And then there were Everett and Angelo’s deaths (a flash is shown to Monet undigging Synch’s corpse out of rubble, crying as she holds it, Jubilee crying at her side, and Chamber beside her hugging Skin’s body tight), and what Emma did afterward (a flash is shown to the four remaining Generation X members watching as Emma vegtablizes Adrian and kills her men, horiffying them). 

MONET: “I refuse to spend my life loathing myself as she does. I refuse to fail like her. And I will never do anything less than to practice what I preach.” 

Beto exhales as his manicure is finished and he gives a large tip to his manicurist on her way out. As far he’s concerned, she doesn’t need to worry about any of that; he’d expect nothing less from her. 

BETO: “But I do understand. My relationship with Magneto has had similar…bumps. Only if you’d like to, we can discuss this more later. For now, let’s stay focused on keeping Emma from ruining our plans.” BEAT. “M? Monet?” 

MONET, outloud: *Something that needs to be censored* 

In the office, Emma and Monet have been surrounded by guards and put at gunpoint. 

In the past, Alice wakes up in her bed. Only, as she rubs her eyes, her spirit leaves her body. It takes Alice a moment to notice what’s happened as she floats over to her mirror, making her scream. 

Alice calls out for help from her mom, but there’s no answer. She hyperventilates as she tries to go back in her body, but she can’t. 

ALICE: “This can’t be happening.” She stares at herself in the mirror. “What am I?” 

Alice calls out for her mom again, rushing for her door. When she can’t touch the doorknob, she whimpers and tries phasing through the door, which she succeeds at. She comes down to the kitchen in tears, her mother cooking and her father reading the news (specifically an unsubtle pastiche of The Daily Mail), and begs for their help, but neither can see or hear her, Alice’s mother just calling out for Alice to come downstairs. 

Alice becomes completely hysterical as she drops to her knees, falling through the floor. 

In the present, Malice forces herself to stand up as Quicksilver and Crystal arrive at the industrial sight. 

QUICKSILVER: “Last chance.” 

The injured Malice stares intensely at the two heroes, who glare right back. It seems like she may be nervous, but then she smirks. 

MALICE: “Bad luck I landed here.” 

Malice surrounds herself back in her forcefield as she flies up, while simultaneously throwing all the metal beams and heavy machinery in the area at the duo. Pietro picks Crystal back up in his arms, and with difficulty and some intricate flips, dodges everything thrown at them. 

As a pissed and fearful Malice attempts to throw it all again, Crystal flies out of Quicksilver’s arms to attack Malice head on. Malice keeps Pietro busy, focusing her magnetic assault entirely on him, while growing red eyes on each of her palms to engage Crystal with the power of Pestillence. 

Both moving at lightning-fast speeds, Crystal attempts to strike Malice with either her fists, her flames, or her water, while Malice blocks, dodge, and attempts to hit the princess with one of her arrows. 

MALICE: “Lord Apocalypse was right about you Inhuman Royals. You’re much stronger than the last few X-Men I’ve fought.” 

CRYSTAL: “Tell me something I don’t know.” 

MALICE: “Well, okay. But only cause you asked, love” 

Malice and Crystal both fall to the ground as their eyes glow, and the metal in the area ceases to charge Quicksilver. He’s confused, before noticing what’s happened to the two women. He speeds over them, unsure of what to do, panic written all over his face. 

In her bunker, Leper Queen confidently paces back and forth in front of prison cells. She stops walking in front of one of the cells. 

LEPER QUEEN: “I was hoping you would wake up first…” Laura is shown, leaning against a wall, chained and collared. “X-23.” 

Laura glares back at Leper Queen silently. 

LEPER QUEEN: “What? No reaction? Not even going to ask who I am or what I want?” 

BEAT

LAURA: “I have been an X-Man for over a year. No answers you give will make me understand the things humans do.” 

Leper Queen assumes Laura is insinuating she’s like those zealots the Purifers, or those absolute fools, the U-Men. She wants to make clear that’s not what this is. 

LEPER QUEEN: “If scientists and doctors could hurry up on manufacturing an effective cure for your increasinlgy common disease, the world wouldn’t need a Leper Queen. But since a cure remains out of reach, it falls to me to purge this disease from the Earth.” 

Laura rolls her eyes at Leper Queen’s monologuing, and her seeing herself as any different from the others. LQ narrows her eyes. 

LEPER QUEEN: “Mock me if you wish. I have the support of our soon to be president. And with him in office, and my Sapien League enacting a purge, Mutantkind’s days are numbered.” 

LAURA: “Okay. And how does shooting an innocent, baseline woman help you?” 

Leper Queen steps toward the bars of Laura’s cell as she explains that shooting Mirah Qadir was a necessary evil. 

LEPER QUEEN: “It wasn’t ideal, but it was the best I could do…with your bitch of a mother already dead.” 

Laura growls as she leaps toward the bars, but is restrained by her chains. 

Leper Queen laughs as she bangs her fist on the bars. Her face then falls. 

LEPER QUEEN: “My daughter was only three years old when she was infected with a Mutation. Burned our house down, and took my face off. But I was still naive enough to believe it was just an unfortunate accident. An isolated incident.” She chokes up. “Then one day I come home. And I find her dead. Body mutilated. Covered in claw marks.” 

Laura’s eyes widen in horror as she realizes what this is about. 

LEPER QUEEN: “I won’t say her name. You wouldn’t remember. You were just the government’s attack dog after all. The lives you took didn’t mean anything.” BEAT. “You Mutants aren’t just threats to humanity. You’re threats to each other. And then there’s you, specifically, X-23. What I fear most. A corrupt government using your kind as weapons.” 

LAURA: “I–”

LEPER QUEEN: “I wanted to make you feel the pain of losing a mother. The only thing that could compare to the pain of losing a daughter. But I had to settle for the mother of your friend. I’m sure she’s in surgery right now, but I promise you, she will not survive.” 

Laura is overwhelmed with emotions. Rage, guilt, sadness, helplessness, and more she can’t even describe. 

Dust can be heard groaning in the next cell over. 

LEPER QUEEN: “Oh good. She’s awake. Let’s tell her who’s fault this all this. Before I make you watch me torture her.” 

Laura has no idea what to do as, once again, a friend’s life is in danger because of her. 

Back at the hospital waiting room, with Sofia now alone, she’s flipping through her phone, smiling sadly at selfies she forced Apocalypse to take with her, each one with her doing a different face and pose, while he wears the same annoyed expression in every photo. 

A nurse enters the waiting room, looking for Sooraya. Sofia approaches her and tells her she’s Sofia’s friend. Sooraya had to go take care of an emergency, and she asked her to give her updates. 

SOFIA: “Is Mirah okay?” 

The nurse thinks about how to respond. 

NURSE: “She’s out of surgery and she’s stable. Any other information I can only give to family. I’m sorry.” 

SOFIA, passionately: “I am her family.” 

NURSE, looking Sofia up and down, sarcastically: “By marriage I’m guessing?” 

Sofia squints her eyes, unamused by the nurse’s joke. 

We hard cut to Sofia wandering through the recovery room, looking for Mirah, with the fate of the nurse left up to the audience’s imagination. 

Upon finding Mirah, Sofia pulls a piece of Celestial tech out of her pocket, and uses it to scan her. 

SOFIA, pissed: “The bullet was poisoned. With something not found in any known database.” 

Sofia’s expression softens as she sits down next to the comatose Mirah and takes her hand, as the heart monitor weakly beeps. 

SOFIA: “Look at you. So weak and frail. So pathetic.” Sofia rolls her thumb around Mirah’s hand, bones heard cracking as she does so. “I could break you without even thinking about it.” BEAT. “And yet, even with the Hell I endured to become who I am, I do not know that I could stand as tall as you, that I could be a caretaker, after all that you have been through.” 

Sofia takes her hand off of her.

SOFIA:  “My father and I do not agree on everything. I believe that more humans are fit than he does. I know that my mother was. You, Mirah Qadir, live and you thrive, and you love and support your daughter, even after your years of torment. And rather than fear Dust’s strength, you encourage it. This proves to me that you are fit as well. My world will need humans like you.”

Sofia reaches into her pocket again, pulling out a different piece of Celstial tech. 

SOFIA: “And even if you were weak, you mean everything to Sooraya. Pain can make you stronger, but too much at once can shatter anyone.” She looks up. “Conquest and domination are the only ways I can protect the people that are important to me. And that means my friends.” 

Sofia places the device on Mirah’s forehead, with it melting into her skin. 

Sofia smiles, before getting a text from Akihiro reading, “We have SEVERAL problems.” The look on Sofia’s face turns intense as she gets up and wishes Mirah a swift recovery. As Sofia races off, Mirah’s heartrate increases. 

In Graydon’s offices, Emma and Monet are surrounded by armed security guards, as well as a smug Creed. 

Trying to stay in character as Penelope, Monet asks Creed what he’s doing, with Emma echoing her confusion. 

GRAYDON, folding his hands in front of him: “What is it about women born with silver spoons in their mouths and thinking they’re smarter than everyone else? Although I suppose in your case, Monet St. Croix, I can’t argue that you aren’t.”

MONET, squinting: “I got you the first time.” 

GRAYDON: “Sunspot made for an obnoxiously obvious distraction.” Emma’s eyes widen as she becomes livid over this being how she learns who Sunspot’s partner is. “That was well played.” 

EMMA, chanelling her real anger into an act: “Sunspot? You’re a Mutant?!” 

GRAYDON: “Save it, Ms. Frost. That collar on you is also a remote heart monitor. We’ve got every lie you’ve told here recorded.” 

Emma drops her act and glares, questioning what he intends to do with them. She doesn’t doubt his staff has been stacked with filth who wouldn’t flinch as their murders, but assures him that if they’re killed, the X-Men won’t care about the political repurcussions of what comes next. 

GRAYDON: “Which is precisely why neither of you will be dying today. I’ve fought Cyclops before. So long as he has hope, he won’t make a move.” “Which is why you two will be taken to a nice little bunker I've set up downstairs. I apologize in advance about the smell. The last Mutant I had taken down there still hasn’t been cleaned up.” 

BEAT

MONET: “You clearly think yourself an intelligent man yourself, Mr. Creed. And yet you neglected something simple.” 

GRAYDON: “Oh. What’s that?” 

MONET: “Me.” 

Monet attempts to rush Graydon at super speed, but finds herself moving slowly, tripping over her feet, and getting gut punched and back-handed back into Emma’s arms. Monet immediately pushes Emma away. 

GRAYDON: “Just to be safe, I had your water spiked with some Mutation dampening nanites, courtesy of Kilgore Arms. Get them out of here.” 

The security guards march the pissed Emma and Monet away. 

As they step down the hall, Monet nervously fidgets with her fingers, rubbing the tips together. This gives Emma an idea. 

Emma begins tapping her leg with her finger randomly. With all the footsteps, none of the guards hear it. But Monet notices. And once Emma sees she has her attention, the taps become less random and more deliberate. 

Monet laughs as quietly as she can. 

MONET, tapping her own leg in Morse code: “I bet you’re going to take credit for teaching me Morse code.” 

EMMA, in Morse code: “I taught it to all of you.” 

MONET: “I already knew the basics. This is your fault. I had things under control.” 

EMMA: “You only began drinking water here after I arrived?” Monet pouts in embarrassment. “Now, would you like to hear my plan, or would you prefer to continue to express my worthlessness as a teacher?” 

DRAMATIC BEAT

MONET: “Can I not do both?” 

Emma rolls her eyes. 

Back at the industrial sight, Pietro shakes, unsure of what he should do as Pestillence assaults Crystal’s mind. Malice has left herself completely open to attack, but what if attacking her now causes something to happen to Crystal or Lorna? She wouldn’t have left herself this vulnerable if there wasn’t a trap, right?

Sweat drips down Pietro’s face as he decides he has to take the risk. He has to act! 

Pietro vibrates his fist at super speed ready to strike Malice…but he doesn’t. 

PIETRO: “But then…” 

He flashes back to his impsule attack on Malice in their first encounter that enabled Wanda to get hit. 

PIETRO: “Striking first is what cost me before.” 

With Quicksilver completely in his own head, he’s caught off guard as Malice slips back into Lorna’s body, and blasts him and Crystal away. Crystal hits her head on a metal beam, knocking her out, but Pietro is able to barely get back up. 

MALICE: “Such a dark and twisted mind she has! Do you actually know who you’re married to, hero?” 

Quicksilver growls and screams with rage as he attacks, but even at super speed, he isn’t fast enough to hit her before she invades his mind. 

We transition directly back into another of Alice’s flashbacks. A woman is in a coffee shop, getting her order, when, as she reaches her arm out to take her drink, her arm falls off. Everyone around her screams in horror. But she has a different response. 

ALICE: “Dammit. Not already.” 

Alice’s spirit abandons the body in tears, with it crumbling to dust as she leaves it behind. 

Alice cries as she flies out into the night sky, as we see she’s wound up in New York. This city is filled with those who don’t wish to deal with the hardships of life anymore and are eager for a painless solution, but the bodies just keep burning up faster and faster!

As she curls up into a ball, and listens to the pain and distress of all those beneath her, a single, powerful mind stands out. One that makes Alice stop crying, and instead pant with hunger. 

 Alice flies as fast as she can, until reaching the horribly messy apartment of Lorna Dane. She finds Lorna curled up in a ball on her couch, surrounded by half-eaten food and finished bottles of alcohol, and countless tissues. 

ALICE: “Why are your screams so much louder? And why do you look familiar?” 

Her legs shaking, Alice invades Lorna’s mind. And she gets a slideshow of what she’s been through, including battling against her own father,Magneto, fighting alongside the X-Men, the genocide and destruction of Genosha. 

ALICE: “Oh” Alice puts her hand to her heart. “Wow.”

Alice is punched in the back of the head in the white void she’s floating in by a pissed Lorna, who tells whoever this is that messing with her right now is only going to end one way for her. 

ALICE: “You have it all wrong! I don’t want to hurt you. I want to help us. Both.” 

LORNA, not buying it: “That so?” 

Alice explains how her powers work. How she can take over willing bodies, and in doing so, puts their minds to rest and at ease, without killing them. She’s been doing this for a while now since she lost her own body. 

ALICE: “But the bodies never last. They always burn out. But yours? You’re strong. Stronger than almost anyone! You’re the bloody daughter of Magneto! If anyone could keep me stable, it’s you.” 

Lorna sighs as Alice looks at her with pleading eyes. 

LORNA: “How old are you?”

ALICE: “17. 18 soon. Not that it matters much. I don’t think I actually age anymore.” 

LORNA, rubbing her forehead: “Right. Okay. Sweetie, I’m gonna give you the address of a nice school that takes care of Mutants, and then you’re gonna leave me the Hell alone. They’ll know how to help you. Kapeesh?” 

ALICE, flying up to her: “No! No one can help me, but me. Especially not some posh bloke running a school out of a mansion who’d probably tell me this curse makes me special.” 

LORNA: “So you’ve already taken a tour for yourself.”

ALICE: “More than once.” 

Alice pleads with Lorna. She can feel just how miserable and angry Lorna is. She knows she doesn’t want to go on. And she doesn’t have to!

ALICE: “I know that I’d been through what you…a whole life of fighting and confusion and pain, only to have to live with the guilt of failing to protect 16 million people from dying horrible deaths…” Alice’s intentionally specific word choice gets to Lorna. “..., and then left all alone, I definitely wouldn’t be able to take it. It’s how I know you’re so strong. I wouldn’t even still be here!”

LORNA, unable to keep up the tough act: “I…”

ALICE: “I promise, Lorna, you’ll be happier! And even if I won’t join the X-Men, I’ll still do what you did, and are clearly in no condition to return to: fighting for Mutants, and keeping them safe. It’s something I’ve always wanted to do. I can even bum around your family if you want. Be a better daughter and sister than you were. Please.” 

Lorna cracks completely under the weight of her depression and Alice’s manipulations. She shuts her eyes as tears stream down her face. We directly fade into Pietro crying, as he’s shown all of this. 

We cut from Pietro’s tears to Sooraya’s screams, as Leper Queen electrocutes her. This time, Laura doesn’t both with desperate pleas. She just calls out to Soo to hang in there. She’s going to save her, and she’s going to kill this monster, just as she promised. 

LEPER QUEEN, pausing the torture: “Heh. Do you think that’s going to happen, Dust?” 

SOORAYA, struggling to speak, in Arabic: “I will tear your flesh from your–” 

Leper Queen cuts her off via electrocution. 

LEPER QUEEN: “English, Mutant. This is America.” 

Sooraya can’t respond as she writhes in pain on the ground. 

LEPER QUEEN: “Okay then. Here’s what happens next. We keep at this until I get bored. Then...you get a choice.” 

LAURA, not having been monologued to about any choice: “What? Dust, do not listen to a word she says.” 

LEPER QUEEN: “Oh I think she’ll want to hear this.” She electrocutes Dust again, prompting more screams from Soo, and a flailing Laura to try and fail to break her chains. “I received word from one of my spies. It seems like your mother is going to make it after all.” Soo’s eyes light up. She can’t smile, but it’s a relief. “You may be heathens, but I have chosen to take this as a sign. Killing you to punish X-23 may not be necessary. The torture may suffice.” BEAT. “Provided you are willing to kill her yourself.” 

Dust’s expression is difficult to read as she pushes herself to sit up, struggling through the pain. Laura’s thoughts on the matter, however, are quite clear. 

LAURA: “Take it! Take the deal!” 

That catches Leper Queen off guard. She wants her to kill her? 

LAURA, crying: “I am just a weapon. One who does not want to hurt any more innocent people. But also one that cannot protect anyone.” Laura uncomfortably smiles at Leper Queen. “A thousand of me aren’t worth one of her.” 

BEAT

Leper Queen laughs in surprise. She can’t disagree with that, but it’s nice to really see just how much X-23’s clearly already been broken before this point. 

LEPER QUEEN: “Not mindless enough to just kill who you’re told. Not strong enough to stop me. And still just dangerous enough to put everyone around you in harm’s way. What do you say, Dust?” 

There’s a moment of tension. 

SOORAYA: “You idiot.” 

LEPER QUEEN: “What did you say?!” 

SOORAYA, at the top of her lungs: “I am not speaking to you!” Leper Queen is confused, while Laura just looks more hurt. “This is why you ran away. This is what Kimura put in your head at the Facility. Well…maybe she is right. You do put us in danger. And you are not as strong as you seemed when we were all new. You cannot protect us.” Laura hangs her head in shame. “But there is something you are missing.” 

Laura isn’t sure what she could possibly mean 

SOORAYA: “None of us care! You think we fear you? Living in that school is a sign of a death wish, but we all do it anyway! Because we can help others. And because we care about each other. We all love you, Laura. There is nothing else to it. Maybe we once needed you to protect us, but we are not just children anymore. We can protect ourselves. And you.” 

Laura is choked up, unsure of what to say to Dust’s words of undeserved kindness. 

Before she can figure it out, Leper Queen puts a gun to Sooraya’s head. 

LEPER QUEEN: “Go ahead then. Since you aren’t in the mood to put down an animal. Protect yourself.” She cocks her gun. “Sooraya shuts her eyes and starts speeding through a prayer. “Oh, please.” 

Leper Queen is about to shoot, when an explosion is heard, and the lights flicker. 

LEPER QUEEN: “The Hell?” 

OFFICER, over coms: “Ma’am, we have an intruder! We cannot identify them, but they’re–”

They’re cut off as they let out a final deathly wail. 

Leper Queen curses the bad timing and holsters her gun, before connecting with the rest of her men, and telling them to prepare. One of the X-Men must have found them, but this is what they’ve trained for. They’re prepared for any of them. 

In a dark hallway, soldiers are positioned with assault rifles, grenades, and other weapons and tools to dispatch whichever X-Man they’ve studied. 

The elevator doors open, and it isn’t an X-Man that steps out. Instead, the heavy metal boots of Lady Akabba bang against the floor. 

They stare each other down. 

OFFICER: “Take them out!” 

The second they start moving to attack, Sofia unleashes a wave of flames to fill the hallway, immolating all of them. 

As she continues to make her way through the complex, Sofia doesn’t even draw her sword. Nor does she move swiftly. All of these humans can be easily dispatched by burning them, or by using the air to slice their throats, as she casually makes her way down the bunker. 

Panicking, Leper Queen orders all soldiers to move to her position. They will get their prey here!

Laura and Sooraya have no idea what’s going on. 

When Lady Akabba reaches the floor of the cells, she finds that Leper Queen’s remaining men are in power suits, seemingly made from old sentinel tech. 

WAR, in her modulated voice: “Likely resistant to Mutant abilities.” She finally draws her sword. ‘Very well.” 

They all try to blast energy at her or strike her head on, but it’s no use. Sofia cuts through all of them like butter, even bisecting one man, as she belittlies them. They’ve trained and they’ve armed themselves. And even though she is using no powers and just a blade…

SOFIA, grabbing Leper Queen by the throat: “Your inferiority cannot be changed.” 

Laura and Sooraya now have another reason to be angry and terrified, as they recognize their other enemy, and see her toss Leper Queen through a wall, knocking her out. 

Then, she turns to the prisoners, staring down at them. She raises her sword…but only to cut through the bars, and to break their chains. 

As Laura and Sooraya continue to just grow more confused, a sigh of relief can just barely be heard under Lady Akabba’s helmet. 

WAR: “Are you both okay?” 

It takes a moment to break through the confusion, but Dust speaks up first. 

SOORAYA: “You…you came to rescue us?” 

WAR: “Protecting Mutants is my duty and my mission.” Neither Laura nor Sooraya seem satisfied with the answer. “But more importantly…” War reaches her hands behind her head, and undoes the clasps of her helmet, pulling it off, shaking her glossy brown hair out, and revealing her blue face to a mortified Laura and Sooraya with a flawless smile. “You are my best friends.” 

In the basement of Graydon’s building, Creed’s guards lead Emma and Monet into a dark and filthy chamber. Both women are repulsed, but Monet forces herself to grit and hide her disgust when she notices Emma making the same expression. 

GUARD: “Muties like you don’t deserve ivory towers. This is much more your level.” 

Some of the other guards laugh with him. 

Emma and Monet exchange annoyed glances. 

MONET, shoving Emma against the guards: “I wish I had never met you!” 

The guards shove Emma back, but as she does so, she grabs and yanks Monet’s wrists, shoving her against the guards. 

EMMA: “How ungrateful can you be? You would still be a spiny little hedgehog without me.” 

The guards are confused, but still shove Monet away. They are amused at seeing the two fighting though. 

MONET: “The only man I ever loved is loved dead because of you, and now I am going to share his fate.” 

EMMA: “It must be so easy to blame your problems on others. It’s far less tiresome than taking responsibility for your own actions, isn’t it? For less difficult than making the most of what you’re left with.” 

MONET: “I hate you!” 

EMMA: “And you think that makes you unique?” 

Monet tackles Emma to the ground. One of the guards chuckles, and another man lightly punches his shoulder. 

GUARD: “Much as we’d all love to watch them kill each other, I don’t think we want Magneto coming down on us.” 

The others agree, and separate Emma and Monet, grabbing them. This is the opening the two were waiting for, as they flip their assaulters. The well-trained guards are quick to act and shoot, but they just end up putting bullets in their co-workers. 

Emma and Monet grin  as they use this opening to engage the guards. While the two may be far from master martial arts, they’re experienced. With Emma utilizing more direct strikes, while Monet fights with Aikido, they knock out their enemies. 

Emma sighs and dusts her hands off. 

EMMA: “It was quite silly of Graydon to believe we’d need our powers to best the likes of them.” 

MONET: “I grew up around politicians. I don’t expect much from any of their minds.”  

EMMA: “Too true. Impressive moves.” 

MONET: “Those I will reluctantly give you credit for.” 

Emma tells Monet that Graydon couldn’t figure out that she was still in contact with the school via one of their students. Cyclops says Magik and Kitty should be finding them any moment, and Danger will clear any video evidence of them ever being here, and she can wipe the minds of the riff-rff later. 

Monet compliments her for a well-thought out extraction strategy. Just then, an earthquake shakes New York City, with the fire alarm and sprinklers going off shortly after. 

MONET, smirking: “I have my own.” She starts walking away. “The X-Men are supposed to be superheroes, aren’t they? Leave finishing things with Graydon to us. Ciao.” 

Emma beams with pride while Monet’s back is turned to her, before dropping the expression as she calls out to her. Monet turns her head. 

EMMA: “I know that I failed you all. Don’t think I do not understand that. I was still learning, myself. And I am trying to do better for my new students.” Monet doesn’t seem to care. “But whether you like it or not, we are the same. Us both being here is no coincidence. You can embrace that, or you can attempt to shed who you are and change…which will still make you like me. Regardless of what you choose, if you ever need anything, if you would ever just like to talk, I am here for you. But only if you wish me to be.” 

Monet’s expression softens, touched on some level, but she quickly reverts to being cold and hard. 

MONET: “Save it for Jubilee. She may be stupid enough to trust you again.” 

Monet leaves, with Emma smiling, not having missed the brief change. 

We cut to Pietro in tears, his mindscape shifting to the graveyard of Genosha. 

MALICE, looking like Alice: “It didn’t matter where she went. What she did. What she took. This is all Lorna could see. It was almost too easy to get her to give me this hot bod.” 

Quicksilver punches her at super speed, but he can’t hurt her here. 

MALICE: “If you want to be mad at someone, be mad at yourself. With how negligent you all were, she’d still be suffering now without me. I did exactly as I said. I gave her peace, and I’m helping her people. Young, at-risk Mutants especially.” 

QUICKSILVER: “Do you actually believe “young, at-risk Mutants” would support what you're doing?” 

MALICE: “I was one when I joined up, and it sounded good to me. Self-care.” Pietro scowls at her, and she grins back. “Lorna tried self-care. It wasn’t enough.” 

PIETRO: “I did my best. Crystal and Luna, the entire world…they needed me. I would have been there for her if I could have, but I didn’t know what she was going through!” 

MALICE, taking the form of Magneto: “How familiar.” 

Pietro dashes back, panic in his eyes. 

MALICE, keeping Magneto’s form: “But were you really too busy? Or were you scared?” 

PIETRO, trembling: “I am not scared of anything.” 

MALICE: “Not even of being as poor a father as your own? Were you thinking more about your wife or him when Luna was born?”

PIETRO: “Do not analyze me. Get out!” 

MALICE: “All that worry, all that desire to be there for her, and you still haven’t met the girl. Shameful.” Pietro, knowing his attacks won’t do anything, still punches Malice millions of times in a rage. “It obviously isn’t all your fault. Magneto was a failure. It is only natural you’d be just as pathetic.” Pietro ceases his attack, panting. Malice shifts into the form of Lorna. “But may I’m wrong. Maybe you were just struggling with your grief in your own way. Genosha burning was your fault too after all. Or maybe, just maybe, you’re afraid your new father is just like your old one.” For just a moment, she takes on the form of King Blackagar Boltagon. She then shifts into Wanda. “He is just as ashamed of you.” 

PIETRO: “Take…take her face off.” 

MALICE, holding back laughter: “Brother…” She hugs him. Pietro doesn’t struggle. “Have the X-Men even told you we already killed her?” 

Pietro’s rage bubbles over, and his psychic defenses are finally able to remove Malice from his mind and, back in reality, he doesn’t hesitate to race forward and attack. 

PIETRO: “Guh…”

Pietro lunges himself right onto Muramasa, Death having arrived, moved Malice’s body, and positioned himself right in front of Pietro.

Quicksilver can barely breathe as he looks down and sees how he’s been skewered. Death grins as he pulls his blade out, and Pietro collapses, unconscious. 

PESTILLENCE: “That was more difficult than it should have been. Sorry about that.” 

DEATH, sheathing his blade: “No need to apologize. The houses of M and Amaquelian are strong. Exodus didn’t think you’d pull it off.” 

PESTILLENCE: “He’s old, he thinks a lot of dumb things.” Akihiro picks up Pietro and throws him over his shoulder. “Mind if I kill the princess?” 

DEATH: “Don’t be stupid. We’re in no position for a war with the Inhumans. Not yet anyway.” 

PESTILLENCE: “Aww. Lame.” 

Malice flies the three of them off, leaving the unconscious Crystal behind. 

In the Sapien League’s bunker, Laura and Sooraya are too frozen to speak. Until…

SOORAYA: “You’re lying.” Dust turns her hands to sand, ready to attack. “This is a trick!” 

SOFIA, remaining calm: “No. No more tricks. It is time for you to know the truth. When I was lost and broken, Apocalypse found and rebuilt me. He became the father I never had. Since his defeat, everything I have done has been to bring about his vision for the world. Not only for us, but for you.” 

SOORAYA: “For us?! You have been attacking us for months! Brian and Sophie are dead because of you.” 

SOFIA, hanging her head: “I have had to tell countless lies since returning to the school. My entire life has been an act.” She looks back at Soo with genuine sadness. “But my mourning was real. I did not want them to die. They were my friends too. Using Quentin was a mistake. I should have–” 

LAURA, cutting her off and drawing her claws: “You should have done a lot, but you couldn’t! They’re controlling you.” 

Sofia looks to Laura with wry amusement, glad she’s speaking up. She was being even quieter than usual. 

SOFIA: “I assure you, Laura. I am not under anyone’s control. I stand above all.” 

LAURA: “Telepathy, possession, and pheremones. Any of them could be doing it, and you wouldn’t know.” 

BEAT 

SOFIA: “Do you think I didn’t know that is what you have been thinking?” Laura is startled, as Sofia turns back to Dust. “Soo, did you know that Laura has been training with Death for the past several weeks?” 

Sooraya is quickly outraged, but Laura explains quickly and bluntly. She went undercover among the Horsemen because she knew the Horsemen had gotten to Sofia.

LAURA: “I just didn’t know what they had made her into.” 

SOFIA: “And I allowed you to follow your suspicion for the same reason as much of what I have done. To make you strong.” Sofia stares her friends down, before walking away. “You aren’t going to fight me. You would have attacked by now if you were going to be impulsive, and you know you cannot beat me.”

Sofia walks through the hole she put Leper Queen through, picks her up, and throws her at Dust’s feet. 

SOFIA: “This is humanity. Hating us for our superiority, while blaming us for their own society. Laura, you did not kill her daughter. Humans did. The same cruel humans who abused you so horribly. Who hurt Cessily and Roxy. You should be happy to know I had Akihiro burn The Facility down.” Laura doesn’t look happy. “They do not deserve this world. Their rule took my mother’s life. They are responsible for what happened to you and your mother, Sooraya. Just as she is responsible for attempting to take your mother from you forever.” PAUSE. “Within one month, I will be the queen of a better world. And I would like you both among my ladies.” 

While Dust’s eyes are filled with hate as she glares down at Leper Queen, she’s stalwart that she could never join her. However noble…even understandable…her motivations may be, she knows that her mother survived. She will not let Sofia hurt her. 

SOFIA: “Hurt her? Soo, who do you think saved her?” Dust’s eyes widen. “Human medical science. Yet another area where they fall short.” Sofia holds Sooraya’s arms. “I still miss my mother everyday. Do not think for a second I intend to harm yours.” 

Laura, realizing where this is going, jumps in to tell Dust not to listen to a word she says. She’s manipulating her. This isn’t Sofia! 

SOFIA: “Oh, Laura. You poor, lovesick dog.” BEAT. Laura is thrown up against the ceiling by the wind, and is forced to remain there. Sofia looks up at her. “I offered you a place as a lady for a reason. Because at my side will not be a queen, but a king.” It's like a knife through Laura’s heart. “We are done.” 

Laura can’t even speak up enough to scream. She can only seethe through her teeth. 

SOFIA, looking back at Sooraya: “Take her worthless life, Dust. This is the mission God gave you. To protect your people. Whatever you think of me, is keeping her alive what he would want?” 

The speed of sand flowing out of Sooraya’s sleeves increases. Laura is able to find her voice just enough to beg Dust not to do this. She pleads with her. 

LAURA: “Don’t become like me.” 

Soo looks at each of her friends, and then back at Leper Queen. She’s hesitant, but then the warm, soothing whispers of “Allah” pass through her mind. 

Soo shuts her eyes. Before opening them, and unleashing her power, disintegrating every trace of Leper Queen. Laura shuts her eyes, unable to watch. 

Dust is shocked and horrified at what she’s done, but before she can think about it too much, Lady Akabba hugs her. 

SOFIA: “I know that was not easy. I am proud of you.” 

Sofia lets go, and Sooraya is able to compose herself, before kneeling. 

SOORAYA: “Thank you, Lady Akabba.” 

Sofia is pleased, but, looking up at Laura, she doesn’t think she’s quite ready to join them yet. She drops Laura from the ceiling and kicks her in the face, knocking her out. 

Sooraya cringes. 

SOFIA: “Do not worry. Soon, you will never have to worry about one of our friends being hurt again. Are you ready to leave this awful place?” 

Soo nods. Sofia tells her she’ll get her teleporter right here. 

SOFIA: “I really am so happy you can see things as they are. I knew you would.” 

DUST, quietly: “Thank you.” 

Lila Cheyney pops in and Sofia introduces her to her court’s very own musician. She will get time to know everyone later though. 

Before they can leave, however, there’s an explosion. 

HELLION: “Wolverine! Dust!”

SURGE: “Are you here?!” 

Julian and Noriko burst in, having finally caught up with the others. Their faces both fall, and they’re both left speechless, as they see Sofia in the Lady Akabba armor, with the same sword she used against them. 

JULIAN, barely audible: “no.” 

SOFIA, more annoyed than anything: “Oh. This is not how I wanted this to go. I apologize for this.” 

Sofia throws her two closest friends against the walls, head first, and with Julian too shocked to put up forcefields in time, they’re both knocked out. 

Back at the school, Cyclops, Emma, and Magneto sit in their office. 

MAGNETO: “While it is nice that it sounds like you and your old student were able to bond, Creed continues to live.” 

EMMA: “But with the measures we took to cover our tracks, there is nothing he can try to pin on us. We are back at square one, but not any worse off. And election day remains a long way off.” 

MANGETO: “That does not mitigate the harm him spreading his rhetoric through his campaign will cause.” 

EMMA: “And we will still deal with him eventually.” 

Emma continues to speak in voice over as we pan across Graydon’s office, lights off, where everyone has gone home for the night. 

EMMA, as the camera reveals Graydon at his desk, dead, with his lifeless face in a puddle of cold coffee: “Better than if we had compromised ourselves by squishing the worm more openly.” 

In the office, Magneto questions whether they should even continue this mission themselves, or if they should entrust it to Monet and her “friends”. 

Emma and Erik both look to Scott, who’s been deep in thought. He presses on his com. 

SCOTT: “Sunspot, you can come in now.” 

Roberto enters, with his usual confidence in his step, greets the headmasters, hoping everything is going well, even if he will be mildly annoyed they called him away from his work without needing him. 

The three stare at him, unamused. 

SCOTT: “We know about M, Sunspot.”

EMMA: “She’s the smartest woman I know, but not the best with her words.” 

MAGNETO: “We imagine she’s also the silent partner you chose to not inform us of.” 

ROBERTO, pissed, but not dropping his fake smile: “Ah. That…well that sucks.” He laughs. 

Beto apologizes for not coordinating better with them, but, given Monet’s history with Emma, she didn’t want her to know she was involved. 

CYCLOPS: “Right. And did Rictor make a similar request?” Beto’s smile curls. “There aren’t too many Mutants who can make earthquakes, and you spent years with one of them.” 

EMMA: “What is it that you’re keeping from us? A new X-Force? If we dig a little further, will we be finding Domino or Boom Boom?” 

MAGNETO: “Does Samuel know?” 

Beto drops his act entirely, continuing to stand tall, but firmly instead of playfully. 

BETO: “Sam doesn’t know about anything. And there is no X-Force active, I promise.” 

MAGNETO: “Then what are you doing?” 

Beto cringes. Erik floats over to him, and tells him they’re trying here, but this game has gone on long enough. He needs to be honest with them. Now. 

Beto, thinking fast, rolls his tongue around anxiously. 

BETO: “I am doing what I have to to protect Mutantkind. Because that job cannot be entrusted to you three.” 

Scott and Emma glare at him, already displeased. Beto doesn’t think they have any reason to blame him though. 

BETO: “Day after day, you three continue to fail. Mutants die, the schools fall apart, the world decays. Things keep getting worse, and yet you hold onto your entitlement that you are the only ones who can lead us. How often do you question where things would stand right now if you had been the ones to leave, and Storm was leading us?” 

SCOTT: “Everyday.” 

BETO: “I’m sure. Just as you’re sure that without her around, you’re the only ones who can do this job. Why? Kitty and I are just as capable of leading this team, and we’re far more likely to appeal to the masses. Is it because you’re the ones strong enough to put down Apocalypse? Because that sounds like his logic. Not to mention we had Iceman for that, before you allowed him to slip away.” 

Emma is irritated by Beto’s self-righteousness. They have failed, yes. But they also do their best. They are here. Always. 

EMMA: “Which is far more than can be said for you.” 

ERIK: “When last we discussed this, you said that you still trusted me. That was a lie?” 

BETO: “That was before you didn’t make any difference.” 

Sunspot assures them that he is not doing anything supervllanous, he isn’t being like his father.He’s just building a shield to protect Mutantkind for when they fail, and the world comes crashing down on them. 

SCOTT: “And you know best because you’re so much smarter than us.” 

BETO, cheeky: “And in the meantime, I remain happy to work alongside you in the capacity you see fit.” 

BEAT

ERIK: “I understand.” Beto boyishly smiles with relief. “But if this is how you see us, as risks more than anything else, then you cannot stay here.” 

BETO: “What?! Headmaster, no. You cannot fire me.” 

SCOTT: “No one is firing you, Roberto. Not in the middle of our current mess.”

EMMA: “But the onus of opening of and being a team player is on you. If you cannot do this, you should extend your next trip indefinitely.” 

BETO, cringing and struggling to compose himself: “Understood.” 

Beto walks away, turning his head before he leaves to Magneto, who turns his face away. Pained, Beto exits. 

The episode ends in Clan Akabba’s headquarters, as Sofia delivers a speech to her cultists and her small army of Mutants in her throneroom, Exodus, Akihiro, Malice, and a guilty-looking Dust at her side. 

She speaks of how three months ago, the world should have been theirs. Lord Apocalypse should have conquered the Earth. He failed. But they carry on his will! 

Lady Akabba tells her followers that the X-Men are in shambles, as we see not just Julian, Noriko, and Laura in chains, but Cessily and Roxy as well (the two taken off-screen), as well as Sunspot ordering a drink in a bar, Magneto alone in his office regretting everything about how the day played out, and the largely empty hallways of the school. 

She tells them that Quicksilver and the Scarlet Witch are their prisoners, and with them, their path to ultimate victory is clear. And with how fierce the hate toward them is right now from humanity, all of their brothers and sisters will soon be joining them. 

SOFIA: “Lord Apocalypse will be restored! Mutantkind will dominate the Earth! Humanity will worship at our feet! And the world will become strong!”

We close out as all of Lady Akabba’s followers cheer her name, Sofia grinning like her father underneath her helmet. 

[deezii69]

Intro!! (Remaking cuz the other one dooki)

🌟Basics🌟: (read more for art req status (ON btw) and others!)

erm, hello. I go by deezii (fart) online. No nicknames or other aliases. I am an artist and animator.

(ANY PRN) RAREPAIR SHIPPER

I have signs of autism but I'm not diagnosed so.. | I love star themed stuff, war themed stuff.. APOCALYPSE✝️, old web 👾 and purple 💜

I’m a pt player 😋😋

Some skins I am often

[WARNING I MOSTLY POST THE SAME ART AND OVERALL KINDA BAD BUT IT'S NICE TO SUPPORT ME

💫Socials n stuff💫:

youtube

Pinterest

💥INTERACT STUFF💥

INT:

Mutual interest/comf char

Artist and/or animator

DNI: idk, groomer. I dont wanna be gwoomed 🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭😭 dont int 😡

Rummy.. 😡 you know who u r

And Hardcore flower shippers..

Im not much of talker

(ill add the this later)

✨FANDOMS✨

ABFDII (BFDI, II AND ANIMATIC BATTLE)

HH

HB

TADC

ATHF

BOJACK HORSEMAN

MLP

TAWOG

SMILING FRIENDS

GRAVITY FALLS

FNF

KNY/DS

DANDYS WORLD

JIMBOJIMMY123

SPRUNKI

⭐️STATUS⭐️

ASK: ON

ART REQ: OFF

[I’m a lil slow with art req atm and might post in between but ill prob it) 😜

I ❤️ evil leafy, adam, yellow face, rengoku, gumball(kinnie 😘) Oglethorpe, err, fries(bfdi) and knife 🥰

REPOSTING MY ART ON OTHER PLATFORMS IS ALLOWED (AND EVEN ENCOURAGED) with credits ofc

Kys😡😭😭❤️⭐️😘✨😝😍🔪👾😚💔🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃 (sorry, I don’t reblog much)

SIDE BLOGS: https://www.tumblr.com/freakyfsrsp

[plumsaffron]

Miracusalters roast pt. 14!

TVTropes has the potential to be an infotainment site for existing media cuz I only go for a few anime fics there but not the western toons. But the non-bashing fics have been overshadowed by miracucunts’ “character critique” fics, not just their friends and associates’ fics or smth.

Oh wait, I bet some of you either use your sad past to gain sympathy and/or deflect criticism despite the canon evidence contradicting your shit!

Every day we stray further from whatever god ppl believe in…

Most ppl in other fandoms when they see canon evidence and rational folk debunking things: “Oh, guess I was wrong about X, my bad. Maybe that character ain’t so awful?” “Um, this fic was made long ago so I rly don’t hv the time to remake the whole thing…”

Miracucunts and similar people when rational folk debunk things and canon evidence is shown right in their faces: “You’re wrong!!!” “But he/she/they are the evil ones not Y!”

Some anime fans these days: *just chilling and watching their shows* “Ok so here’s my interpretation of the meta lore.” “Aww, they crossed my favorites with each other!” “I know the official merch is a bit expensive these days but they rly did a great job in making them!” “Love the fan merch on EBay and Etsy too! Those prices are actually affordable!”

Some western cartoon fans and old fashioned gamers these days: “bring back the 90s! The 2000s! Shows rn are shit since the 2010s!” *somehow hate content gets way more views/likes than non-hate content regardless of art or writing site* “I hate their officially released crossovers! My fav edgy show(s) don’t match the little kids’ shows!” “They’ve released a fighting game but my fav character isn’t in it! Fuck you!” *half assed official merch that’s hardly cute or pretty yet teens and adults still buy them* *but whenever there’s a good one, it’s too damn expensive and the fair priced ones are already outta stock even from online shops.*

Sad story for sympathy points, even when canon contradicts them. Haze Clarke saying Kagami bullied Marinette and it reminds her of her childhood despite canon literally proving otherwise (showing Marinette is actually the perpetrator/attempter/trash talker). A lot really be using their childhood and warping what actually happened just to fit into their delusions that others, next to permanently, chomp.

Miracucunts and their similars be wilding. They refuse to take an L. So much that they will make another proposition or keep running to find or make up more dirt upon the character(s). Chasing to any degree, wishing even worse to be true. All for the sake of wanting to be inherently right the whole time. It’s crazy how any can just prove em wrong and yet it does nothing, or they may just worsen, and others spawn and relate/support the delusion as if it were the real truth.

[bks-blogs]

Fate the Fortune-Telling Kitsune

What's going on, my dedicated pups? I've just created a brand new 101DS OC to add with my other OC's, Sharkfang and my sis Nookie. This OC is unique cause it's for not just 101 Dalmatian Street alone, but for "Puss in Boots" in the Shrek universe as well, so it's basically a mix in-between! I want you to meet fate. As we all know, Death takes the form of a white wolf. When I thought of Fate, I pictured the spirit as a red nine-tailed kitsune with a fancy top hat, a bowtie and a sparkling cape. Fate's role as such spirit is to lay out one or two paths for every living soul, human and animal, using his magic cards, with paths leading to happiness, love, wealth, misery, greed, hate and many others. He uses a special third eye on his forehead called "The Eye of Destiny", which allows him to predict and see into the future of all living beings. Fate is a very noble kitsune who tends to stay on the neutral side between good and evil. During the night, Fate runs a fortune telling business, giving a new path for any individual who is lucky enough to encounter him in a rare moment. Of course, Fate is also smug and a smooth-talker, and whenever he gets mischievous, he can never resist pulling a prank every once in a while. Fate also has a close association with Death, despite him taking the form of a wolf and sometimes like to flirt with him. On that note, unlike Death who is has a dark personality, Fate is more on the comical side, and he would often times find himself tangled in his own tails, as well as finding himself getting smacked around in a hilarious fashion.

[azar-rosethorn]

Rottmnt Incorrect Quotes

(feat. some Leosagi)

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Mikey: *watching the Lair burn down*

Mikey:

Mikey: *starts filming* Waddup, guys, welcome to my vlog, today's topic: how to get away with accidentally committing arson because you forgot Spaghetti O's cans are metal and thus non-microwavable! Step one: deny everything.

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Casey Sr: In case you haven’t noticed, I’m weird. I’m a weirdo. I don’t “fit in” and I don’t WANT to fit in. Have you ever seen me without this stupid skull mask on? That’s weird.

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Donnie: I am literally evil incarnate.

Donnie: I’m not actually, I just enjoy being evil.

Donnie: Which I think actually makes it even more evil because I’m making a conscious effort.

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Leo: You’re charged with…..breaking into a pet store?

Raph: I thought the animals might be lonely.

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Leo: Something tells me Donnie's going to be a bit more unhinged today...

Donnie, holding a lit match and a bag of cheetos: Leave me be, Dad isn't home to stop me, I'm going feral.

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Casey Jr: You can take away my rights, but can you take away my lefts?

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*Donnie teaching Mikey to drive and taking Leo along for the ride*

Donnie: That's a pothole. To the left!

Mikey: Take it back now y'all *Drives into pothole*

Leo, sticking his face into the front over the center console: Cha Cha real smooth.

Mikey: I don't think that's how the song goes.

Donnie, crying and gripping the handle: Please just take me home.

Mikey: Country Roads.

Leo: To the place.

Mikey and Leo in unison: I Belong!

Donnie, crying harder: What the fuck?

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April: *cocks gun* Go to Bed. This is no longer a request, This is now a Threat.

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Usagi: Last night I found out Leo is a sleep talker.

Raph: Oh, really?

Usagi: "The mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell." Right. In. My. Ear. At 3am.

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Leo: I wasn't hurt that badly. The doctor said all my bleeding was internal, that's where the blood's supposed to be!

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Casey Sr: I came out here to attack people and I'm honestly having such a good time right now.

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Surprise appearance from my genderfluid Mikey hc yay

Mikey: My gender is in a constant state of flux.

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Donnie: I dunno if I'm ready to process the ramifications of this bullshit.

[therapy-ghost]

Hello there! Thank you so much for letting me do a matchup exchange with you! now, 나 자신에 대해 말해줄게!

Fandoms: I’d like a romantic matchup for Hazbin Hotel, Helluva Boss, Resident Evil, Obey Me, Twisted Wonderland, Genshin Impact, Danganronpa, Harry Potter, DC and Marvel (I just want male only for HB/HH please!!!)

My name is Joey but I also go by Himawari, Rin or Magtanggol too! I’m Transgender (ftm), Aromatic, Polyamory, Unlabled, & Bisexual, I’ve been diagnosed with Autism, ADHD, Schizophrenia, BPD & OCD, im (w)asian (east european and west-southeast asian) im polish, arab/middle eastern, flipino, russian and scottish.

personality traits (and notes): extroverted, at first awkward, shy and distant when meeting people, extremely independent, when comfortable I talk about a lot of stuff for hours, loud talker, emotions come off as sarcastic or silly (due to autism), confident, straightforward (I have a urge to correct someone of faulty information), uses “big” words, good sense of humor, playful, entertaining, optimistic, mischievous, curious(I’m nosy and I love gossip), i can be a rule breaker(sometimes I don’t mean to), dad/tharapist friend, when I go out I bring water bottles, first aid kit, chapstick(s) just in case, chill but some people would say I have some “repressed anger issues”, I get a realllyyy overractive Brain, I tend to get deep and philosophical when I’m left on my own for to long, I can be verbally aggressive when prevoked, I have a hard time taking everything seriously, when someone yells at me I’ll turn very cold and aggressive very fast.

things I love about myself: when someone is going through anything they will call me before anyone else, I have a ugly laugh so guaranteed that someone else will laugh too, how much I love and care for animals if I see a stray around my house I will adopt it immediately, if I see a stranger crying in public my eyes will not leave them alone until I get the courage to ask them what’s wrong, I am very confrontational I will always stand up for what’s right no matter what situation it may be, how greedy I am for money but when it’s someone I love I will spend the world on them, i get excited for little things when someone buys me a redbull/monster or just strawberries my day will not be ruined after that, how touched I’ll be when someone helps me in anyway it makes me feel really grateful, it, i never take epilepsy for granted, i pay attention to little things like my stuffed animals I’ll kiss each one every time I go to bed for the night, if I know someone is having a hard mental day I’ll clean for them and get them ice cream and be patient ill, without a fail a quiet person will always be loud with me, i am a type of person who just wants people to be happy in life and live to the fullest, i don’t say I love you until I mean it, i celebrate with people I love, I am very observant if I see that someone wants something I will get it for them, it will be my mission if I see a stranger having a bad day I will compliment them in hopes of making their day shine through the dark clouds, how I say I hate kids but I will protect them with my life and I’m so gentle and sweet with them, i am never ashamed for what I love such as anime, even if I don’t like a song that someone shows me (which is impossible btw) I will be hyper while listening to it so they don’t feel small and embarrassed around me, how soft I become when I’m given any psychical affection, i love hugging and when someone really needs it I will hug them as long as they like, I love how hardworking I am, I’m not super duper emotional but a sad movie will never make me fail to let out tears, if I love you… you’ll be seen.

hobbies: anime/manga, gaming, anthropology, pathology, zoology, music (I’m a vocaloid producer, i cover vocaloid songs with my own voice, i can rap like MILLI, i make odecore/breakcore/scenecore music and I make music like ATARASHII GAKKO, YOASOBI & Ado too), dancing, filmmaking, art (drawing, painting, pottery, digital art, etc), learning different instruments/languages, cosplaying, skateboarding, tabletop RPG’s, taking pictures of things that I think are pretty, collecting figurines/stuffed animals/stickers/music cds /puppetry & more, science/history, soccer/volleyball/basketball and swim, cooking/baking, art is definitely my main hobby I dedicate a lot of time to

likes: vocaloid/utau, k-pop/j-pop, vkei, watching documentaries/youtube, decorating my room, iced coffee, boba tea, bread, sharks, cats, cold weather, christmas, musicals, cleaning, rhythm games, being with my friends, shopping, partys, mint candles, sweet and spicy food, deserts.

I’m a ENTP, 4w3 and I’m a Aquarius ♒️

these are some of my top kins!!:  hiyori tomoe (enstars), yoosung kim (mystic messenger), jumin han (mystic messenger), hanako (tbhk), felix kranken (twf), albedo (genshin impact), shoya ishida (a silent voice), tom (eddsworld), eridan (homestuck), karkat (homestuck), miyamura izumi (horimiya), micheal afton (FNAF), lolbit (FNAF), mangle (FNAF), natsume sakasaki (enstars), sora harukawa (enstars), V (mystic messenger), hagumi kitazawa (bandori), matsubara kanon (bandori), shinji ikari (neon genesis evangelion), lain iwakura (serial experiments lain), hajime hinata (danganronpa) hua cheng (TGCF), ame-chan (needy streamer overdose), k-angel (needy streamer overdose), crona (soul eater), death the kid (soul eater), malleus draconia (twisted wonderland) and more....!

misc: I live in a mixed language house hold where I speak mostly polish and Arabic, and some Korean and Japanese, it world be nice if the person who I get can react to that lol, i know 6 languages (Japanese, Korean, Spanish, Arabic, Polish & French), prone to be a bit directionless in life, tries to find comfort and humor in hard times, tries not to take life to seriously, everytime I have a party there’s always dabke dancing and I take control of it all the time and it’s super fun!, i have two dogs named luna and gizmo both of them are super sweet and cuddly they will never hurt a soul, i play the electric/bass guitar, piano, cello and koto.

appearance /aesthetic: 5'6 / 167.64 cm, midsize, rectangular body shape, i have a masculine and feminine face (somehow), dimple on chin, hazel eyes, wears glasses, dyed black boy hair, lots of piercings, no tattoos(I need some), for style, i wear a lot suck as goth (trad goth, romantic goth, mall goth, cyber goth, and victorian goth), gyaru (hime gal, himekaji, agejo, rokku, manba, banba, kogal, tsuyome, and kigurumi), scenemo/emo, & vkei ouji and lolita, i wear streetwear clothes mostly at home/school/work, i wear fishnets and combat boats/converse, but I also wear Y2K and I also dress in alternative clothing a LOT, I wear a lot of harajuku fashion such as jiari kei, yamikawaii, decora kei(sometimes), cult party kei, but it’s mostly the ones I listed on top.

thanks for doing this with me, I hope you enjoy!!!

For Hazbin Hotel, I match you with Angel dust

Come on… come on! Tell me I’m wrong

you guys would be perfect; sarcastic, Angel would dig your vibe entirely, and you guys can do matching outfits

would happily help you with anything; like if you are overstimulated, he will help you, making art of any kind, gives you inspiration, filmmaking, he can give you plots for day (most will end up 18+… but some will end up fine)

Fat nugget is thy baby, and most likely sits in your lap while you are working

will gossip with you about everything, I tell you; he has tea for days.

For Helluva Boss, I match you with Fizzarolli

….he matches your energy… chaotic… loud… mischievous… plus you guys will have an even bigger Boyfriend(ASMODEUS!!!!)

will love to inspect your outfits and aesthetic and might steal a few things from you

he’s a preformer, dancing is what he does and he will do any kind with you.

please explain the big words for him, he gets really confused.

is your hype man, cheers you on for everything and will not stop.

For Resident Evil, I match you with Carlos Oliveira

bros confused with you at first, he is like… the heck is he wearing?

but eventually he warms up… might steal some rings or just unconsciously grab a bracelet and put it on for a weird reason

he enjoys watching what you make, wether it’s art or a film or a vocaloid cover

i feel like he also will like Boba after trying it, it’s the boba balls in specifics

will get a matching tattoo with you if you want to

For Obey me!, I match you with Asmodeus

likes to bring you snacks and share them with you as you two gossip about his brothers

professional pretty man here will help you style your clothing to suit everything you do

will love cosplaying with you so much

absolutely loves musicals, if you want to, he will belt out lines with you out randomly as you two listen to its sound track

wants you to teach him how to speak multiple languages, what’s to know how to communicate with all his fans all over the world

for twisted wonderland, I match you with Idia Shroud

boys rich… he will buy you anything(from the comfort of his bed)

he will go out once in a while with you if you really want to… but it won’t last long; so sometimes he will send Ortho with you

loves playing rythum games with you, gets very competitive about beating your score.

you get this man into the habit of cleaning his room since you enjoy cleaning; he make sure that everything is organized and perfect(cause that’s how he is)

For Genshin Impact, I match you with Arataki Itto

he is loud and energetic! Will run around with you everywhere.

he also loves being around his friends, sometimes, he will invite yours and his friends to join; but not all the time, cause he likes being with you as well.

got into crazy long documents because of you, and even if he is the first one to watch it… he still asked you question

he’s a Himbo with a very big heart for you

for Dc, I match you with Harley Quinn

girls partly nuts, but she’s loyal and very adventurous, so if you are willing to do something with her, she will do just about anything with you

love to dance anywhere with you; will go to massive parties and everyone will just stop and you guys are busting it down

super cuddly, likes being close to you when she can and will like to watch you work; she does act question give you suggestions if you don’t mind

please just keep her out of the kitchen if you are going to try and cook with her; or at least give her simple jobs she won’t burn the house down with

for Marvel, I match you with Matt Murdock

if you are in like trad goth or like any kind of fashion with rings and cool jewelry, he will end up playing with them while he holds your hand(which is rare because he is kinda busy with his whole daredevil matt Murdock switching)

buys you desserts and sweets cause he can and will, he gives small gifts as a way of saying ‘I love you’

will literally kill to hear that you are safe, he wants nothing to happen to you

its utterly confused at to what vocaloid is, like is extremely confused; almost like a dog hearing a recording of a dog barking and it’s just like “wtf?”

For Danganronpa, I matched you with Junko Enoshima(before despair)

gyaru, gyaru, gyaru! All day, loves the matching outfits; it makes a fashion statement!

loves gossiping with you; she is very trash talky about everyone minus you and will love specifically spilling the tea to you(she always makes sure it’s the juiciest most real tea ever)

she better be in some of those photos you take cause you will be missing an opportunity

you will always be the first to get her magazines and she will bring back some props from the sets she shot photos on

For Harry Potter, I match you with Luna Lovegood

the oblivious Ravenclaw is a major ‘head in the clouds’; she’s very easy going and likes doing anything really

gifts you small things like flowers and pins and pieces to add to out fits; would not mind having things in her hair(it’s the cottage core x goth for me)

gives you many strange things to think about in life and talks about anything you do in a very cryptic way

loves Vocaloid songs, doesn’t always understand the lyrics cause they end up sounding happy but they are mostly dark, but looks listening to you cover them

Thanks for doing this exchange with me!

[brookston]

Holidays 8.14

Holidays

Air Force Day (Taiwan)

Anniversary Day (Tristan da Cunha; Saint Helena)

Assumption Eve (France, Holy See)

Balochistan Solidarity Day

Color Book Day

Commemoration of Wadi al-Dahab (Morocco)

Day of the Defenders of the Fatherland (Abkhazia)

814 Day

Engineer’s Day (Dominican Republic)

Falklands Discovery Day

Faradda di li candareri (Descent of the Candlesticks; Sardinia)

Feast of the Tiger (Elder Scrolls)

Green Day (South Korea)

Husbands in Love Day

International Memorial Day for Comfort Women

International Nagging Day

Kaj Munk (Lutheranism)

La Torta dei Fieschi (Italy)

Liberty Tree Day (Massachusetts)

Love Donegal Day (UK)

Love Your Bookshop Day

Military Marriage Day

National Financial Awareness Day

National Navajo Code Talkers Day

National Slap Someone in the Back of the Head Day (Garfield)

National Spirit of ’45 Day

National Tattoo Removal Day

Navajo Code Talkers Day

Oued Ed-Dahab Day (Morocco, Western Sahara)

Partition Horrors Remembrance Day (India)

Pramuka Day (Scouting Day; Indonesia)

Rapeseed Day (French Republic)

Romance Awareness Day

St. Arnold of Soissons' Day (patron saint of brewers and hop-pickers)

Social Security Day

Sports Day (Russia)

Tristan da Cunha (Saint Helena)

V-J Day

Wiffle Ball Day

World Calligraphy Day

World Lizard Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

Altbier Day

Chock Full O’ Nuts Day

International Rosé Wine Day

National Creamsicle Day

2nd Monday in August

Eleanor Roosevelt Day [2nd Monday]

Victory Day (Rhode Island) [2nd Monday]

Independence Days

Larsonia (a.k.a. Kingdom of Larsonia; Declared; 2012) [unrecognized]

Pakistan (from UK, 1947)

Feast Days

Arnold of Soissons (Christian; Saint) [brewers, hop-pickers]

Assumption Vigil (Vatican City)

Buck Dharma Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Carle Vernet (Artology)

Day of Peace Between Horus and Set (Ancient Egypt)

Domingo Ibáñez de Erquicia (Christian; Saint)

Eusebius of Rome (Christian; Saint)

Jacques Coeur (Positivist; Saint)

Jonathan Myrick Daniels (Episcopal Church)

Maximilian Kolbe (Christian; Saint)

Ready Eddie (Muppetism)

Rice and Millet Day (Pagan)

Think About Infinity Day (Pastafarian)

Werenfrid (Christian; Saint)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Lucky Day (Philippines) [45 of 71]

Sakimake (先負 Japan) [Bad luck in the morning, good luck in the afternoon.]

Umu Limnu (Evil Day; Babylonian Calendar; 37 of 60)

Premieres

Alice in Wonderland Ride, at Disneyland (Theme Park Attraction; 1958)

Born To Do It, by Craig David (Album; 2000)

Caligula (Adult Film; 1979)

Can’t Buy Me Love (Film; 1987)

Can’t Stand Losing You, by the Police (Song; 1978)

District 9 (Film; 2009)

Dora the Explorer (Animated TV Series; 2000)

The Commitments (Film; 1991)

Fairy Tail: Dragon Cry (Anime Film; 2017)

Hang On Sloopy, by The McCoys (Song; 1965)

High School Musical 2 (Soundtrack Album; 2007)

How Stella Got Her Groove Back (Film; 1998)

The Kill Order, by James Dashner (Novel; 2012) [Maze Runner #4]

Lemonade, by Internet Money (Song; 2020)

Les Miserables (Film; 1952)

The Man from U.N.C.L.E. (Film; 2015)

Ma Perkins (Radio Series; 1933)

No Way Out (Film; 1987)

Ponyo (Studio Ghibli Animated Film; 2009)

A Private Affair (Film; 1959)

The Quiet Man (Film; 1952)

The Rocky Horror Picture Show (Film; 1975)

Slums of Beverly Hills (Film; 1998)

So It Goes, by Nick Lowe (Song; 1976)

The Spirit Room, by Michelle Branch (Album; 2001)

The SpongeBob Movie: Sponge on the Run (Animated Film; 2020)

Stop! Look! And Hasten! (WB MM Cartoon; 1954)

Straight Outta Compton (Film; 2015)

Student of Prague (BBC TV Film; 1938) [1st BBC Feature Film]

Ted Lasso (TV Series; 2020)

The Time Traveler’s Wife (Film; 2009)

The Way of the Dragon (Film; 1972)

Who’s Next, by The Who (Album; 1971)

Today’s Name Days

Maximilian (Austria)

Alfred, Euzebije, Maksimilijan (Croatia)

Alan (Czech Republic)

Eusebius (Denmark)

Gisella, Svea (Estonia)

Kanerva, Onerva (Finland)

Évrard (France)

Maximilian, Meinhard (Germany)

Marcell (Hungary)

Alfredo (Italy)

Virma, Zelma, Zemgus (Latvia)

Euzebijus, Grintautas, Guostė (Lithuania)

Hallgeir, Hallgjerd (Norway)

Alfred, Atanazja, Dobrowój, Euzebiusz, Kalikst, Kaliksta, Machabeusz (Poland)

Mojmír (Slovakia)

Maximiliano (Spain)

Uno (Sweden)

Anahi, Athena, Tamara, Tamia, Tammie, Tammy, Tara, Taryn, Terra (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 226 of 2024; 139 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 1 of week 33 of 2023

Celtic Tree Calendar: Coll (Hazel) [Day 7 of 28]

Chinese: Month 6 (Ji-Wei), Day 28 (Jia-Chen)

Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)

Hebrew: 27 Av 5783

Islamic: 27 Muharram 1445

J Cal: 16 Hasa; Twosday [16 of 30]

Julian: 1 August 2023

Moon: 3%: Waning Crescent

Positivist: 2 Gutenberg (9th Month) [Jacques Coeur]

Runic Half Month: As (Gods) [Day 2 of 15]

Season: Summer (Day 54 of 94)

Zodiac: Leo (Day 23 of 31)

Calendar Changes

August (a.k.a. Sextilis or Augustus; Julian Calendar) [Month 8 of 12]

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Holidays 8.14

Holidays

Air Force Day (Taiwan)

Anniversary Day (Tristan da Cunha; Saint Helena)

Assumption Eve (France, Holy See)

Balochistan Solidarity Day

Color Book Day

Commemoration of Wadi al-Dahab (Morocco)

Day of the Defenders of the Fatherland (Abkhazia)

814 Day

Engineer’s Day (Dominican Republic)

Falklands Discovery Day

Faradda di li candareri (Descent of the Candlesticks; Sardinia)

Feast of the Tiger (Elder Scrolls)

Green Day (South Korea)

Husbands in Love Day

International Memorial Day for Comfort Women

International Nagging Day

Kaj Munk (Lutheranism)

La Torta dei Fieschi (Italy)

Liberty Tree Day (Massachusetts)

Love Donegal Day (UK)

Love Your Bookshop Day

Military Marriage Day

National Financial Awareness Day

National Navajo Code Talkers Day

National Slap Someone in the Back of the Head Day (Garfield)

National Spirit of ’45 Day

National Tattoo Removal Day

Navajo Code Talkers Day

Oued Ed-Dahab Day (Morocco, Western Sahara)

Partition Horrors Remembrance Day (India)

Pramuka Day (Scouting Day; Indonesia)

Rapeseed Day (French Republic)

Romance Awareness Day

St. Arnold of Soissons' Day (patron saint of brewers and hop-pickers)

Social Security Day

Sports Day (Russia)

Tristan da Cunha (Saint Helena)

V-J Day

Wiffle Ball Day

World Calligraphy Day

World Lizard Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

Altbier Day

Chock Full O’ Nuts Day

International Rosé Wine Day

National Creamsicle Day

2nd Monday in August

Eleanor Roosevelt Day [2nd Monday]

Victory Day (Rhode Island) [2nd Monday]

Independence Days

Larsonia (a.k.a. Kingdom of Larsonia; Declared; 2012) [unrecognized]

Pakistan (from UK, 1947)

Feast Days

Arnold of Soissons (Christian; Saint) [brewers, hop-pickers]

Assumption Vigil (Vatican City)

Buck Dharma Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Carle Vernet (Artology)

Day of Peace Between Horus and Set (Ancient Egypt)

Domingo Ibáñez de Erquicia (Christian; Saint)

Eusebius of Rome (Christian; Saint)

Jacques Coeur (Positivist; Saint)

Jonathan Myrick Daniels (Episcopal Church)

Maximilian Kolbe (Christian; Saint)

Ready Eddie (Muppetism)

Rice and Millet Day (Pagan)

Think About Infinity Day (Pastafarian)

Werenfrid (Christian; Saint)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Lucky Day (Philippines) [45 of 71]

Sakimake (先負 Japan) [Bad luck in the morning, good luck in the afternoon.]

Umu Limnu (Evil Day; Babylonian Calendar; 37 of 60)

Premieres

Alice in Wonderland Ride, at Disneyland (Theme Park Attraction; 1958)

Born To Do It, by Craig David (Album; 2000)

Caligula (Adult Film; 1979)

Can’t Buy Me Love (Film; 1987)

Can’t Stand Losing You, by the Police (Song; 1978)

District 9 (Film; 2009)

Dora the Explorer (Animated TV Series; 2000)

The Commitments (Film; 1991)

Fairy Tail: Dragon Cry (Anime Film; 2017)

Hang On Sloopy, by The McCoys (Song; 1965)

High School Musical 2 (Soundtrack Album; 2007)

How Stella Got Her Groove Back (Film; 1998)

The Kill Order, by James Dashner (Novel; 2012) [Maze Runner #4]

Lemonade, by Internet Money (Song; 2020)

Les Miserables (Film; 1952)

The Man from U.N.C.L.E. (Film; 2015)

Ma Perkins (Radio Series; 1933)

No Way Out (Film; 1987)

Ponyo (Studio Ghibli Animated Film; 2009)

A Private Affair (Film; 1959)

The Quiet Man (Film; 1952)

The Rocky Horror Picture Show (Film; 1975)

Slums of Beverly Hills (Film; 1998)

So It Goes, by Nick Lowe (Song; 1976)

The Spirit Room, by Michelle Branch (Album; 2001)

The SpongeBob Movie: Sponge on the Run (Animated Film; 2020)

Stop! Look! And Hasten! (WB MM Cartoon; 1954)

Straight Outta Compton (Film; 2015)

Student of Prague (BBC TV Film; 1938) [1st BBC Feature Film]

Ted Lasso (TV Series; 2020)

The Time Traveler’s Wife (Film; 2009)

The Way of the Dragon (Film; 1972)

Who’s Next, by The Who (Album; 1971)

Today’s Name Days

Maximilian (Austria)

Alfred, Euzebije, Maksimilijan (Croatia)

Alan (Czech Republic)

Eusebius (Denmark)

Gisella, Svea (Estonia)

Kanerva, Onerva (Finland)

Évrard (France)

Maximilian, Meinhard (Germany)

Marcell (Hungary)

Alfredo (Italy)

Virma, Zelma, Zemgus (Latvia)

Euzebijus, Grintautas, Guostė (Lithuania)

Hallgeir, Hallgjerd (Norway)

Alfred, Atanazja, Dobrowój, Euzebiusz, Kalikst, Kaliksta, Machabeusz (Poland)

Mojmír (Slovakia)

Maximiliano (Spain)

Uno (Sweden)

Anahi, Athena, Tamara, Tamia, Tammie, Tammy, Tara, Taryn, Terra (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 226 of 2024; 139 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 1 of week 33 of 2023

Celtic Tree Calendar: Coll (Hazel) [Day 7 of 28]

Chinese: Month 6 (Ji-Wei), Day 28 (Jia-Chen)

Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)

Hebrew: 27 Av 5783

Islamic: 27 Muharram 1445

J Cal: 16 Hasa; Twosday [16 of 30]

Julian: 1 August 2023

Moon: 3%: Waning Crescent

Positivist: 2 Gutenberg (9th Month) [Jacques Coeur]

Runic Half Month: As (Gods) [Day 2 of 15]

Season: Summer (Day 54 of 94)

Zodiac: Leo (Day 23 of 31)

Calendar Changes

August (a.k.a. Sextilis or Augustus; Julian Calendar) [Month 8 of 12]