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bi-bard · 2 years ago

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I Polish Up Real Nice - Kelly Severide Imagine (Chicago Fire)

Title: I Polish Up Real Nice

Pairing: Kelly Severide X Reader

Based On: Bejeweled

Word Count: 1,479 words

Warning(s): mention of unhealthy relationship

Summary: After Kelly messes up what he and (Y/n) had, he sees (Y/n) seemingly thrive on their own.

Author's Note: This is such a good song.

Also, I feel like I am so mean to Kelly and I'm sorry. He just fits a lot of these kinds of stories. I'll write something cute for him soon, I promise.

MIDNIGHTS - TAYLOR SWIFT WRITING CHALLENGE MASTERLIST

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My first memory of that night was getting pulled into a hug as soon as I walked into the bar.

It was Sylvie, who had been texting me every time she went out to join them.

I hugged her back, chuckling a bit at her excitement.

I had been ignoring her.

I had been ignoring most people outside of work.

It was a natural part of the last few weeks I had gone through.

"I missed you," she mumbled into my ear before stepping back. "You look amazing."

"Thanks," I replied, looking down at myself for a moment.

It had been a while since I had worn the outfit that I wore that night. I liked it. It made me feel confident and happy. It was a feeling that I deserved... even though I had to actively work to convince myself of that fact.

"I'm sorry for not joining you sooner," I explained.

"No, no, it's fine," she promised. "I was just getting worried about you."

I hugged her again before letting her drag me to the bar.

I personally believe that we all deserve a Sylvie. The golden retriever that is incredibly protective and supportive. We all deserved that love and support from someone. It would suit us all well if we all took on that role for another person.

I hopped up on the bar stool.

It was a good night... for the most part.

I got to see plenty of people that I hadn't seen in a long time. It was nice to be back with them all. I had spent so much time running from work to home and then back to work that I had lost sight of the joy of being connected to my friends during times that weren't emergencies.

There was a lull in the conversation.

It was met with someone placing themself in the seat on the other side of me. Sylvie grinned at me before standing up and walking to one of the tables. I turned around and saw Jay Halstead sitting next to me.

I didn't know him super well. We had mostly seen each other in passing. He'd be at the E.D with a victim or suspect or just to talk to his brother while I was going about my work. The environment was usually too fast to give me time to stop and make small talk with him.

But now, I had the time and will to make that effort.

"Hey," I said. "Nice to see you, Jay."

"You too," he replied. "It's strange to not see you running around from room to room."

I chuckled. "Yeah... been a long time since I went out."

"I hope I don't make you regret the choice."

"I doubt it," I shrugged. "May make it worth the time."

He chuckled this time.

The conversation was nice. Natural. It had been a long time since I had so naturally fallen into a conversation with someone that I hadn't known for an extended period of time.

And then, I just felt uncomfortable.

Something washed over me like a wave.

There's this feeling when you're being stared at. It's almost like a tickle. Something just felt off, even if you couldn't see it.

I turned my head, pretending to scratch my eye as I looked over.

I managed to catch Kelly's eyes on me as I did so.

I almost groaned.

Kelly and I had a history.

He was the reason that I hadn't wanted to go out. I didn't want to see him again. I didn't want to deal with him.

Our relationship was messy. Messy and private.

I didn't mind a private relationship. I did mind Kelly's definition of a private relationship. When I pushed for more, he made me feel guilty for trying. It was all just... too much.

I felt like a secret.

He was free to talk to and flirt with whomever he wanted to. However, if he ever thought I did the same, he'd find some way to make me feel guilty.

I wanted to believe none of it was intentional. That he just didn't know better. But that doesn't make it better. That didn't mean I had to sit there in it.

So, I didn't.

I called the whole thing off.

Adjusting back to being myself was rough. I hadn't even realized how much I had changed. That's what I was trying to do by focusing on work and then going straight home. I was trying to go back to who I was before.

But here he was, already making me feel like my confidence for the night shouldn't be on display for everyone else. Just him.

I turned back to Jay a moment after I looked away.

I must've tensed a little too much. He noticed something.

"You okay," he asked. I furrowed my eyebrows, confused by the question. "You just seem uneasy."

"I'm fine," I waved it off. "Please, keep telling your story. Sorry."

"You sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure," I promised.

He grinned at me and nodded. He found his way back to the story had been telling me. Something about his brother. I made a note to make fun of Will at work later using the information I was being given.

We had been talking for another few minutes before I felt a hand on my upper arm.

I looked over to see Kelly right next to me.

"Can we talk," he asked like I wasn't in the middle of a conversation.

I looked over at Jay for a moment. "Just a minute. I'll be right back, I promise."

Jay nodded. "I'll be here."

I grinned at him.

I stood up and followed Kelly outside. I knew that I needed to handle this now. Firm line in the sand. I needed to put up a boundary... which was nerve-wracking but necessary.

"What do you want," I asked.

"What's going on there?" he replied.

"I'm having a conversation with a person at a bar," I shrugged. "Why do you care?"

"Because I care about you."

"I'm sure," I nodded. "But good news, you and I aren't a thing anymore, meaning that you don't have to supervise my conversations. I'm an adult, Kelly."

He sighed, looking down.

"I... I don't want you to be involved in my life, Kelly. I'm sorry but I don't. You may not realize it completely, but I... I wasn't happy with you. Not the way we were. So, we're done. I would appreciate it if you would try to maintain your distance outside of work-related circumstances."

"What are you talking about?"

There it was.

That fear that he truly was unaware of what he had been doing. I thought he would have had some kind of wake-up call. I was wrong.

"I tried everything just to get you to see me as more than... whatever you thought I was," I explained. "I... I wasted so much time giving all of myself just for you to dismiss me in the morning after you got your fix."

He rolled his eyes. "Come on, you're being a bit dramatic-"

"Gifts and date plans and birthdays and new clothes to impress and... let's face it, we had different intentions when it came to this relationship, Kelly," I shrugged at him. "I'm not gonna stay in a relationship where the effort I put in isn't appreciated or reciprocated."

"So, what?" he said. "You're just gonna go hook up with Jay? A couple of weeks is what it took for you to be ready to jump into bed with someone?"

"I was gonna be mature about this," I muttered. I took a deep breath and offered him a sickeningly sweet smile. "Some of us can be friendly without the intention of getting into someone's pants. I know that's a new concept for you."

"He doesn't see it that way."

"And I can handle that," I nodded. "Be sure he takes me to dinner first."

Kelly's jaw just clenched.

"Have a good night, Kelly," I waved before walking back inside.

Jay was still sitting at the bar, awkwardly tapping his fingers against the side of his glass.

"Hey, sorry about that," I said as I sat next to him again.

"Everything okay," he asked.

"Yeah," I nodded. "All taken care of."

Jay just nodded.

"You were telling me a story," I motioned for him to keep talking, wanting to get back into the conversation.

"Right, yeah..."

If Kelly came into the bar after that, I didn't see him.

I felt like a weight rolled off my shoulders as I had walked back inside that night. I felt more freedom. It was easier to breathe and smile and talk without focusing on every piece of my relationship with Kelly. I only had to focus on myself.

And I have to say... focusing on myself felt really, really good.

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99problemsandallofthemarefandoms · 1 year ago

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Ok, I'm pretty sure I've read one before where Joey joins Kaiba's security team in two different fics but, I got another one.

It starts with a future scene of Kaiba and Joey older and its them probs arguing about something while hanging out with the Yugi gang. The Yugi gang question's how Joey ended up as head of KC security when they are still going at it like they are.

Time jump to maybe a year or two after highschool graduation. Tea goes to America, Yugi having had enough excitement for one life has taken over more of his gandpa's store responsibilities (which is doing really good with the King of Games manning the store lol), Tristan and Bakura made it into some collage, Duke is running his game company while Joey jumped into the work force with some duel tournaments on the side. He is doing pretty well for himself after escaping his father's house and living on his own. Nothing extravagant but he is much happier living now instead of just trying to survive.

He is probably the one who sees Kaiba the most as he does receive (obligatory) invites to Kaiba duel tournaments held each season that Kaiba attends not to duel but its a KC duel tournament he has to appear at least once or twice.

Yugi gang probably has a group chat that also includes Mokuba so everyone is still keeping in touch and try to meet when they can during holiday or school breaks. Joey often visits Yugi's shop on the way to work or on days off. He sometimes hops a train to bother Tristan at school or with Yugi to surprise Bakura when he starts to stress about finals.

Something big happens at Kaiba Corp. security is bribed, something gets stolen, leaked, Mokuba gets kidnapped again but Kaiba is not happy. He is now on the hunt for a more reliable security and is viscous cause this will not happen again.

Skip to a KC tournament. Joey managed to get Yugi into this one. Mokuba shows up in disguise is even joining in cause he was bored. They are all messing around talking about decks when Kaiba comes to collect his brother. Again something happens. Someone tries to attack the Kaibas or steal something and Joey steps in. Joey of course has his gang history and has been working heavy lifting jobs so is pretty tough and takes down the person just as security comes trotting. Kaiba has had it with them at this point. The only one who is saved from being fired was his personal guard/assistant (sorry don't remember how to spell his name).

Everything gets settled. Joey maybe returns what is stolen or turns the person over to the cops. Tournament goes off without any further interruptions.

Later Kaiba is contemplating about is predicament. He needs someone reasonably competent, strong, with enough guts to fight someone if need be, and above all else loyal. TV somewhere is running the duel news about the KC tournament and shows a clip of Joey during one of his duels. *lightbulb*

Within a week Kaiba is knocking on Joey's door with a contract in hand all necessary paper work to hire Joey as a security guard at KC. Joey refuses till Kaiba explains why he is trying to hire him. Its like pulling teeth but Kaiba eventually explains his recent predicaments with his current security and needs someone who he can *sigh* trust to work for him. Joey would be Kaiba's sort of inside man on his security team as an added bonus Joey is also super social so he can figure out who is slacking on the security team. (This is not temporary contract just to wheedle out slackers he is try to hire Joey outright for security. Especially since he doesn't need to do a background check or anything since he knows Joey. Yes joey was in a gang but that's a plus cause it means he can fight with little extra training and he can get him working sooner.)

Joey is fine where he is at the moment and doesn't really need the money but, he has seen the recent drama around KC. He hates it but, as much as Kaiba brushes them off the Yugi gang are the closes people this this guy has to friends. This is basically Kaiba's way of asking for help with this matter and the main reason Kaiba wants to hire him gets Joey to sign the contract. Kaiba may not be his best friend but it was close enough that Joey couldn't bring himself to turn the guy down when he was asking for help. Not that he would call Kaiba out since the contract was pretty generous.

He probably sent Kaiba home for the day and talked to Yugi about it. Yugi said the same thing his conscious told him but says not to take the job if he really does not want to.

Joey ends up taking the job.

Insert inner cooperate espionage, paparazzi, saving lives and forced communication that eventually leads to dating.

Cuts back to present day of Kaiba and Joey still with the Yugi gang having told only about the first half of the story to their audience. Joey probably cuts it short with somethin like "Then I had to save this nerd's life a couple of times and he decide he couldn't live without me." Kaiba gives him a side eye at the slight over embellishment but denies nothing about the statement.

The gang laugh. Good joke....It was a joke right........!!!!!!!!!!

Kaiba and Joey are unbothered by their friend's outburst and talk about the relationship as if they were talking about the weather. They probs are eating out somewhere. Joey and Kaiba interrupt the outburst by getting into super domestic bickering as Kaiba complains about his order not being right or something.

"oh god how did we not notice they bicker like an old married couple."

Somehow the gang only just realize the two are in fact wearing matching rings. (It was a Vegas drunk night wedding after a really good business deal party so that's why no wedding party) Nothing changed other than they both wear their rings all the time. Joey often ears his on a chain while at work and Kaiba likes that it keeps a few of the girls from trying to flirt with him at dinner parties and events.

Joey still has an apartment he owns. Its closer to KC now and nicer than the one he got after high school. Partially because Kaiba was picky. Joey owns the apartment while Kaiba still has his manor. A good bit of the manor has been renovated to be more of a lab with some living spaces for large gatherings or guests. They usually stay together but they like their separate spaces from time to time. Kaiba when he is working on a project while Joey wants to invite his friends over or to be angy alone till they can't sleep alone then kiss and make up though this happens less as they mellowed out in their older age.

Gang realizes Kaiba was early to Joey's birthday party not because it was close to work but because he had been sleeping there the night before.

#puppyshipping #violetshipping #kaijou #joukai #fic idea #fic ideas to inspire writers with #why do i do this #gets way to involved with ideas but never writes them

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look-at-the-soul · 2 years ago

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Behind the scenes- Anthropoid

Cillian Murphy x reader

Summary: Cillian goes to a shooting camp to learn to use the weapons he will need as part of his role for the movie Anthropoid as Josef Gabcík, finding more than just a lesson.

So, I got this request wrong and for some reason my mind could only picture the idea of Cillian preparing for his role in the film Anthropoid (because I loved the movie), but when I re-read the request I realized it was meant to be for another character-sorry to whoever requested, my covid consequences messed up my mind… I’m going to be working the original idea and turn this into a mini series (?) for different roles and different circumstances. 😊

And the most important thing is, I’m writing this for myself not worrying or caring for the outcome anymore, not looking at the numbers or interaction just like I did when I started posting, writing it because I simply enjoy it, anything else is a bonus 🍀

Cillian looked outside the window as the vehicle drove through a desert part of the city, the script on his lap. It was a fascinating character, a man with a strong view, determination and a bravery he thought was admirable.

Jamie was sleeping in the seat next to him in the van, they were going to a ranch outside the city for a shooting lesson. Even though the weapons they would use in the film aren’t real, they needed to get familiar with the way to position the gun, how to prepare it, hold it…

It was the finest details that made him fall in love with the character.

After driving for a little over an hour, the finally arrived to the ranch, it was a huge property surrounded by trees and that was pretty much all.

Poking Jamie with his elbow, Cillian collected his belongings to come down from the truck, his characteristic Ray Bans perched on his nose as the sun was at his highest point.

The administrator welcomed them and shared a brief introduction to the history of the ranch.

“This is Y/N she’s the manager of the activity and will guide you through this lesson… please don’t make her mad, remember she’s an expert in weapons.” He joked in the end earning the chuckles of both Jamie and Cillian.

“Thank you for the sweet introduction, now they’ll be terrified of me.” Y/N joked shaking hands with both, Jamie and Cillian, who took off his sunglasses to look at her without barriers.

“Nice to meet you.” He told her, holding her hand for a little longer than necessary.

“Shall we start the practice already?” The administrador encouraged the group.

“You’ve probably been to lessons like this before, but I don’t like to assume anything so, the first rule is always hold the muzzle of your weapon towards the floor, but don’t point at your feet, you’d be surprised to hear the horror stories we’ve seen by the recklessness of people.”

Y/N gave each a weapon.

“Treat your weapon with respect, there’s no need to fear these as long as you know how to use it properly, this is not a toy… and like I what I always say in these moments, the first to point jokingly at anyone will be requested to leave, no excuses I don’t care who you are or what movie you’re doing, repeat after me; weapons aren’t toys.” Y/N meant it seriously Cillian realized, his eyes were fixed on her as she paced slowly behind the table.

“You can thank Y/N for preventing me for shooting you.” Jamie whispered into Cillian’s ear, making him chuckle.

“Now, let’s get you started.” Y/N indicated to the group showing them how to hold the gun while loading it carefully, correcting their postures in the process and explaining the ammunitions they were using for each type of firearm. They were practicing with the real kind of weapons they’d use in the movie, so they could be familiar with the weight and shape.

He had to admit he was mesmerized not only by her delicate features, but also the power she exuded, she totally dominated the field and was willing to share what she knew to prepare them for the role.

After spending some good time learning how to load and unload properly each weapon, they finally moved to the open field where meters away they set up the targets they’d be shooting.

Cillian stayed back, watching Y/N interact with the group, she was the only woman around but it was amazing to see her move and talk with such ease and power, the amount of knowledge she owned about it was impressive, she showed them the correct distance they should keep between their legs, arms stretched.

“You’re not paying attention and she’s going to get you kicked out, stop staring at her arse man.” Jamie smacked the back of Cillian’s head playfully before standing next to Y/N.

“So… Miss, can I call you Miss? ‘Cause you’re kind of a weapon teacher.” Jamie asked in his usual charming persona, wondering if he was holding the weapon properly.

“Yes, exactly like that.” She put her gun inside her holster and gave a few instructions to him.

As Y/N moved back to her spot, she took her gun back while Jaime pointed his to the ground. She extended her arms, flexing then one of her elbows slightly bringing the gun at eye level and released her first shot, hitting the target right in the forehead. Jamie looked back at Cillian, biting his lips and throwing his friend a knowing and naughty look.

“I bet your boyfriend has sleeping problems knowing you shoot that well.”

Y/N laughed freely and answered she had no boyfriend.

“My friend here is a bit clumsy with the guns but he’s good with his hands.” Jamie teased, making Cillian feel embarrassed.

“You sound so sure of that last part, speaking for personal references?” Y/N teased back, making both actors laugh out loud.

“Checkmate.” Cillian winked at her.

“Busted.” Jamie answered defeated. “I was just trying to make him a favor.”

“Don’t… just please don’t, mate really you only make it worse.” Cillian chuckled, feeling awkward.

Jamie touched his heart, head hanging lose dragging his feet to a fence nearby letting them know he’d take a break. “Just want you to know that hurt, Cillian!”

“Is he always that dramatic?” Y/N asked with a sparkle in her eyes, positioning behind Cillian.

“And we’re just about to start filming, I’ll deal with that for three fucking months.”

That made Y/N laugh, like a genuine deep laugh, making Cillian look at her, a lovely blush covering her cheeks. Jamie gave him the thumbs up.

“Cillian stop flirting with the shooting Miss! You came here to practice!” Jamie shouted blatantly. “He’s single too, by the way!”

“He sounds so retarded, sorry he’s a jerk sometimes.” Cillian shook his head.

“The extrovert and the introvert, I assume?”

“Does it really shows that much?”

“Stop whispering naughty things and start the fire!”

After laughing some more, Cillian released the security button of his weapon, he brought it up, close to his nose to focus on his target. Y/N touched his arm to adjust the angle between his elbow and his body.

Trying not to gasp at his muscles as he was in position.

“Keep that hand where I can see it, Miss!”

Cillian and Y/N bursted into laughs at how annoying Jamie was.

“Keep him off the sugar next time.” Y/N proposed.

“Oh, mate that sounds like a naughty proposition, take it before she regrets it!”

Cillian rolled his eyes.

“What’s the movie about if I can ask?” Y/N gave him the go to shot.

Focusing in the target before him, he fired according to the instructions he got previously, hitting pretty close to the center.

“Nice shot!” Y/N praised giving him a high five.

“Alright Cillian that was rookie’s luck.” Jamie demanded shooting next, taking Cillian’s spot and assuring Y/N he didn’t need guidance, so the two of them walked to lean on the fence.

“It’s about a secret group trying to carry out a plan of assassination of the n*zi head who planned the genocide of Jews during the World War II, over 5,000 Czechs and Slovaks were executed.”

Y/N looked away, blinking away the discomfort.

“I know the story… my great-grandfather was part of that group. He was killed not knowing he was going to be a father.”

Cillian swallowed hard.

“Sorry… I-I didn’t know Y/N.”

“I did my shot wrong on purpose, didn’t want to embarrass you in front of Y/N. You’re welcome.” Jamie approached them breaking the tension. “I saw some food on our way in, I’ll just go and grab something.”

Y/N seemed to be lost in her own thoughts.

“The script is beautifully written, the director spent years going through every single detail. I wish you could come one day to set and see everything, they built a replica of the church, it’s mind blowing.” Cillian explained with excitement, he shouldn’t be talking about the project, but he was sure Y/N wouldn’t reveal what he just shared.

“I’d love to visit the set, never been to one before.” She couldn’t even start to imagine how a set would look. “Would you like to go inside and have some lunch?”

Cillian nodded and followed inside the big property, it was located at the beginning of the land and they’d be staying for a couple of days to practice with the weapons.

Taking a seat at the large table, Cillian was surprised to see how much respect Y/N imposed without even asking for it, she supervised the food that was served and someone approached her to explain a problem which she was quickly taking care of.

“Did you at least get her phone yet?” Jamie asked under his breath, making sure no one else could hear.

“Stop it.”

Jamie hit him on the chest. “Those eyes and you know nothing of how to flirt? Please don’t tell me you’ve been talking to her with that resting bitch face?”

“What?!” Cillian squinted his eyes.

Jamie raised his eyebrows. “You know what? Forget it, you really suck at this… But I’m a nice friend, she’s an interior designer but decided to take a chance at the family business, they rent the place for police and soldiers training and also for the private sector…”

“You said family?” He wasn’t sure of believing Jamie sometimes.

“She’s the owner of the place, I swear and she takes care personally of every visitor. What are you waiting for? She’s smart, kind, laughs a lot, good-looking, are you blind or what?”

“Sorry about that, would you like to have some rest and resume the practice later?” Y/N joined them once more.

Jamie looked at Cillian, encouraging him to step over.

“Jamie just told me he wants to have some rest, so why don’t we keep practicing?” Even before Cillian finished talking, Jamie stood up and yawned excusing himself, the silent hurra he did before leaving didn’t go unnoticed by his co-star.

“Is the movie being filmed entirely in Prague?” Y/N asked him while Cillian took his headphones for safety before shooting.

“Yes, some will be at the location and other scenes at the set.”

“It must be amazing.” Y/N admitted, watching him get in position.

With each shot, Cillian; got better and better, taking the opportunity to know more about Y/N, and she learned all about how he landed the role and how excited he was about the film, he talked about his passion for theater and music and how much he was loving the city, making her feel in awe by how humble and kind he was despite his profession, they talked a lot until the sun painted the sky in a beautiful pink and oranges tones, making them return to the house, after a small dinner, Cillian thanked her for the lesson and wished her good night while she stayed at her office checking some papers.

The following morning, Cillian was surprised to find Y/N already in the kitchen, preparing breakfast.

“You had a good night?”

Cillian nodded with a smile, “slept like a baby, with the window open the air is so fresh here.”

“It’s so relaxing, I barely go to the city anymore.”

Not long after that, Jamie joined them ready for the second day of practice, which of course involved more teasing from his part for hours, he particularly enjoyed revealing embarrassing things about Cillian.

They kept practicing some more during the day, enjoying the amazing weather they got.

Every minute that passed, made Cillian feel more comfortable around Y/N, she kept asking questions about the film and in return, he asked her about what she knew about her great-grandfather and bits of information she shared fascinated him, he loved to hear the stories that jumped from one generation to the next one, her great-grandmother had to escape the city out of fear, she changed her name and entered another country illegally. For years they kept a low profile, even after so many years they still whispered when they talked about it. Until one day, she found the hidden letters in the darkest corner of a drawer and started asking questions about her great-grandfather.

As they were in their own little bubble, Jamie kept practicing with the help of someone else, smirking at how much into each other they were, totally in sync.

“So, hmm… if you’re ever in town, let me know.” Cillian said in a lo voice walking next to Y/N back into the house, hands inside the pockets of his jeans.

“I‘ll, I promise.”

“Why does it sounds like you won’t?” He chuckled nervously.

Y/N stopped at the front door to look at Cillian, a sad smile on her features.

“Because you’ll be busy with the movie and your lifestyle is totally different to this…”

Cillian stepped closer, taking in the way the wind moved her hair and the moonlight decorated her face.

“That doesn’t mean this can’t work…” He let his hand touch her check softly, he watched her eyes close for an instant, as if she was trying to hold back the tears.

In a matter of days they clicked, endless talks allowed them to learn more about the other, he made her laugh a lot and who were they trying to fool? The chemistry between was amazing.

Letting go of his shyness, he leant down to capture her lips in a soft kiss. Y/N answered by not only responding to it, but also linking her hands behind his neck. Cillian moved his down to her hips, to keep her closer.

Y/N felt in heaven as Cillian’s lips moved against hers tentatively at first, then more hungrily.

It was hard to let go, as their mouths and bodies found the perfect fit together, both of them trying to get their heartbeats back to normal.

She ran her fingers through the longer parts of his hair, getting lost in the depths of his crystal eyes for a few moments, then motioned Cillian to follow her. “I’ve something you might appreciate.”

She opened the door to her office and retrieved a vintage travel bag from a drawer, placing it in front of Cillian.

Opening the box, his heart skipped a beat as he found a bunch of letters inside.

Y/N was encouraging him to take the letters, but he needed a minute to process this piece of information, his fingers lingered at the edge.

After all these years, Y/N kept the love letters between her great-grandparents as her most important possession.

The content of this box was invaluable.

There were no words that could possibly describe what he was feeling, there was no way he could make sense at all after watching the calligraphy at the envelopes and the damaged corners as the passage of time became evident.

“I’m speechless.” Cillian looked once more at Y/N feeling emotional to be able to take a look at something so personal, so intimate.

So he kissed Y/N again, thanking internally for the things they had to go through in order to meet under such extraordinary circumstances.

Wrapping a blanket around their shoulders, they sat at the porch to read the correspondence together.

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shima-draws · 1 year ago

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Saw your tags and omg HARD AGREE. Dragon Cry is SO bad nfkanmdsa

ME AND YOU SHAKING HANDS

Actually yes thanks for giving me the excuse to rant. Hold on. I'm typing furiously rn.

-Okay first of all they gave us the most ridiculously confusing plot I've ever seen. The twist with Sonya being Animus was kinda cool but they never really. Explained why she had a bond with him? She mentioned he used to be kindhearted at some point but we never see that literally ever at any point in the movie?

-The storyline is so all over the place it's a HOT mess. Especially the scene right after Natsu escapes the weird bird cage thing he runs off to find the others and suddenly they're all there? For some reason? Where did they come from. Why didn't they have a little reuniting scene. I literally rewound the movie to make sure I didn't accidentally skip a scene but nope they just made the most awkward cut/story progression in history I guess!!!

-The fanservice was so. SO bad. Like yeah the majority of the time I can at least tolerate it but this time it just made me extremely uncomfortable. Why are Erza and Lucy's boobs SO fucking large. Why did they have to make Lucy dance in like two strips of cloth. I thought I woke up in an alternate universe where Fairy Tail was a hentai. I genuinely wanted to vomit lmao

-The animation style really threw me off like I can tell it was either animated by a different studio or they wanted to try a different art style for the movie? But it just felt wrong and the proportions and faces were weird and. Yeah idk.

-What was up with the Three Stars?? Iirc we never got to learn their names or what their motivations were they were literally just. There. And they were built up to be these super powerful wizards only to get their asses kicked by FT like two scenes later. I get that being a movie obviously the fights had to be shortened but they literally did the same thing in Phoenix Priestess but WAY better. They really were like yeah uh we need some enemies for Team Natsu to fight let's just go with these guys and not give them any personality or backstory or motivations. (Except for the doll dad he was okay I guess)

-WHY WAS LEVY THERE. LITERALLY. ACTUALLY. She literally did nothing she served NO purpose in the movie she was just there?? Did they just want to shove in as many cameos as possible??? I know generally Levy isn't much of a fighter which is fine, I was kinda expecting them to do a Gajevy scene where Gajeel rescues her from some soldiers or smth which would have been fine but they didn't even do that. She literally just stood there and had like 2 voice lines. GO GIRL GIVE US NOTHING

-SPEAKING OF CAMEOS this is more personal beef than anything but man WHYYY wasn't Loke in the movie,, my boy my beloved my stupid idiot lion I'm so mad he wasn't even onscreen for like, 5 seconds

-I'm sorry but Juvia was so unhinged this movie her possessive/stalker behavior over Gray was actually super fucking creepy lmao

-What did they do to Happy. What the FUCK did they do to Happy

THEY MASSACRED MY BOY. LOOK AT HIM. HE'S GOT ANXIETY

-ALSO the scene where Happy and Lucy were crying over Natsu and we got tons of flashbacks from his POV of people who are important to him? WHY THE FUCK WASN'T HAPPY THERE?? They literally showed everyone from Fairy Tail precious to Natsu except Happy and I'm just sitting here like. HELLO?? You are SO wrong for that

-I will say I DID enjoy the little Nalu teasers we got especially the scene where Natsu showed Lucy the stars 🤧

But yeah I was here for this and this only:

The Nalu + Happy family bonding moments made it OKAY

Anyway sorry rant over. Dragon Cry bad. Natsu's brief moment of looking half dragon was a super sexy character design choice but the buildup is not worth it imo

#God damn it I just *clenches fists* hate Fairy Tail. That's a lie I love Fairy Tail.#Which is why I'm so mad this movie did it dirty #Shima answers questions #Phoenix Priestess was so good especially in comparison to this......#Ughhh this movie could have been FANTASTIC if they'd actually written it better #Anyway it wasn't AWFUL it was standard as far as anime films go. But I definitely wouldn't recommend #And I'm definitely not going to watch it a second time lmao #Long post #SORRY IDK WHAT TO TAG THIS. ASK TO TAG. I don't want to put my negative ramblings in the tags #Negative #I GUESS?? IDK #Fairy Tail #FT #Nalu #Fairy Tail Dragon Cry

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Poor Andromeda, I'm glad Ace found her before anyone else could. Could we know more about her and Marionette's history? How did Marionette become one of Maleficent's "experiments"? How did Andi get her colour powers and what are they exactly? Also, do Andi and Rose get along?

(Before I start on the backstory, I need you to remember one thing- Mari is a massive horror nerd and is a natural-born author.)

Oh my gods, this is so long. I spent four hours on this ask. However long you think this answer is below the cut, it's longer. Warning for child abuse, slavery, weaponizing magical children, kidnapping, beating a child half to death in broad daylight while the child's sister watches in horror, irresponsible use of telepathy, Maleficent, gun violence, arrow violence, murder of children, Ace killing people gruesomely with blood (blood as the weapon,) reference sexual assault of a minor, Andi said some messed up things about that to Ace but it isn't bothered because it knows she didn't mean it, swearing, Lovecraftian horror, fake child murder?, suicide attempt, implied and referenced past suicide attempts, unknown character death, and, again, an extremely long post

Andi doesn't know much, and she doesn't know if Mari knows anything more. She remembers tiny flashes from the first few years of her life- some so early it's definitely a red flag that she remembers them (think a few months old)- but most of what she remembers is being trapped in a tiny closet without any light, having lost the instinct to cry because it did nothing. Mari was the one Stromboli took interest in. Some of the most comforting memories she has are Mari's voice speaking to her through the door, a child trying to comfort a baby. Andi doesn't remember most of the words, but she remembers the feeling of calm and safety that would wash over her the second she heard that voice.

Andi was six when Marionette finally broke and stole the key from "Father" (neither of them knew if he was Andi's father, but Marionette knew he was hers and the two could be twins, they look exactly the same.) Something had happened and she wouldn't tell Andi what, but it had clearly terrified her.

The thing Andi remembers most from that night were the abrasions. When Mari slipped and didn't keep her shoulders high to conceal her neck with a hood, there was a thin abrasion going all the way around her neck. When she reached and her sleeves rode up her arm, the same abrasions circled her wrists. Andi asked about them, once, when the two were holed up in a cave Mari had pre-dug under the roots of a tree, and Mari had just whispered her name, Marionette, and said that Andi would understand when she was older.

(She does and gods she very much wishes she didn't.)

Marionette never explained anything to her, just said that Andi couldn't leave the cave because Father was looking for them and the two stood out. Mari could leave, though. Andi thought that was extremely unfair until Marionette demonstrated "the reason we're being chased" to her.

Mari's pure white waves filled with colour from root the end, turning into a pitch black. With a blink, her stark white eyes became the colour of the wet earth around them. Colour filled her white skin, turning it a healthier peach colour, and the scars from the corners of her lips down to her chin vanished.

Marionette was a shapeshifter. That was why they had to leave.

Andi spent years in that cave, only rarely allowed to leave with her eyes hidden behind glasses and her hair covered. Words she had never heard before, "I'm sorry," became commonplace, leaving Marionette's lips every time she left for even a moment. After a while, Andi was content to stay there. As long as she and Marionette were safe and they had each other. Until

"Andi, wake up. We need to go now."

Marionette didn't have her time to grab her belongings, barely gave her time to slip on her shoes and jacket before yanking her out of the cave and dragging her deeper into The Woods at a run.

"Hide. No matter what you hear, don't come out. She only wants me."

Just like that, Andi found herself shoved into another cave, this one stone instead of dirt. Marionette had stopped running, but she was still breathing so fast.

Later, Andi would know she was hyperventilating.

"Where's the other brat?" She'd never heard a voice like that, a woman's voice. Mari's voice was still young and Father's had been deep, booming, and cruel. Thw voice had sounded otherworldly and as dangerous as a rattler, and even the sound of the voice made her understand why Mari was panicking.

"You don't need her. You have me. I'll come quietly so long as you forget about Doll."

Doll. She hadn't heard that name in years. As Marionette had chosen a new name for the streets, Mari, she had given Andromeda a few ideas. The two liked the name Andromeda. She shortened it to Andi to match Mari.

The sense of forboding grew at her old name. Mari wouldn't use that unless something truly horrible was happening.

"My property," the woman growled. "I've not come all this way to retrieve it only to compromise and take only half."

Mari growled, but there was something pained in that growl. A groan she was trying to mask in anger. "Fuck you, Maleficent. Boys?"

Dozens of pairs of feet moved in the foliage.

"Pull out your guns and point them at the wicked heart that no longer deserves to beat." Clicks filled the air, clicks Andi would later recognize as bullets being chambered and safeties turned off. "Fire."

"Fire."

Each time she repeated the word, impossibly loud firecrackers would sound. Andi heard the woman snarling something, but her ears were ringing. The "firecrackers" were that close.

"Foolish thing," the woman snarled as clicks answered Marionette's final command. "Did you really think lead would be enough to end me?"

"Die."

Andi's heart stopped as the woman let out a pained groan that trailed into a laugh. "You can't kill me."

"Simon says forget." Mari's high, wind-chime giggle filled the air. That giggle never meant anything good. "White blood stains the fallen leaves. You've followed me through this forest for hours, to massive hollow carved into the top of one of the towering sequoia trees. You know the one."

An absent hum.

"But Marionette Stromboli is not there, and neither is her sister, Doll. The only clue you can find is white blood, Marionette's or Doll's you can't tell, splattered all over the leaves that rot from last years fall.

"You and your men followed the trail of blood, far too much blood to have been shed without leaving a person a corpse, for what feels like hours more. It's nearly the new morning when you finally see one girl, Marionette, standing at the edge of the ravine."

Andi had never been so terrified in her life, at least she hadn't before Mari's next words seemed to wash over her, soothing her fear and making her feel safe.

"She turns around when you demand it, and the sight of a stark-white heart in her hand is nearly enough to make you wish you'd never followed her. She has no blood, no wounds. There's no doubt the heart in her hand did not come from her own chest.

"You realize that the heart can only come from one of two people with pure white flesh. One is ruled out. The only other is Doll.

"A chilling smile splits her face as she watches you connect the dots. Heart of a photokinetic, she trills, sounding pleased, freshly harvested at time of breaking under the ultimate betrayal as the first white moon of winter rises. And now, as this moon sets,

"Say goodbye to Marionette.

"She hums Pinnochio's horrifying tune as she turns her back to you, the one about being free from oppressive strings. As the first rays of dawn begin to light the sky. You order your men to shoot her dead as a pitch-black seam splits the air in front of her, but it's too late.

"She turns around, grin seeming to stretch inhumanly wide. She blocks your view of whatever she has summoned, but your men see it. Minds snap beyond mending as horror beyond your mortal comprehension fills their pathetic minds. As Marionette cackles, unaffected by the madness that can now never leave your soldiers, tendrils begin to reach through the rift.

"At first you think it's Cthulhu, but, as you watch these tendils slither across the ground and wrap around your stupefied soldier's ankles, you realize that these are not tentacles. In fact, you can't figure out what they are. They're black, smooth, and shiny, appearing to be made of metal but moving as easily as a kraken through the tides.

"Guns turn on you. You barely have time to order your men to drop them before the first volley of shots ring out. But lead works not on a fae. The bullets emptied from the guns serves only to wound you. One by one, your men fall to the floor and breathe no more as the terror in the portal stops their rotten hearts. You know you are as good as dead.

"But Marionette holds up a hand, making the horror pause. Not her, not yer, she purrs. Let her get away with a demonstration of the power of the Library. If you continue your quest to find The Book of Azazoth, if you continue to use the names of our kind in your pathetic attempts to give you a molecule of power, the owners of the names you disrespect will come looking. Consider this a warning.

"With that, she turns to face the tall figure of pure shadow without so much as a flinch. It turns to allow her access and, just before she steps through the rift, she holds her hand out. Doll materializes from the icy air and takes it before the two sisters step through the rift and into the Void.

"Now, you are going to walk home without remembering your journey or the truth of the events that transpired this night. When you lay in your bed, you shall fall into a constant nightmare from which you shall not awaken for a week."

Andi is eight and has no idea what the hell she just heard. When Marionette tells her the coast is clear, her sister sheepishly admits that she'd binge-read some kind of horror series and frequently imagined that exact scenario with Father in place of Maleficent.

As you have probably guess by now, Marionette is also a telepath. She's maybe just a bit above a beginner, but she has an extremely good imagination and a lot of free time.

The first part of the war, the one between Maleficent and Ginny Gothel, breaks out not long after that. When the second part broke out and Maleficent frequented their woods, Marionette used her power to convince the Demon leader to let them join even though she was claiming they were civilian kids. She was at the stage where she could use her power to erase her and her sister from the minds of those who interacted with them. It was kind of driving the Demons insane because they swore they heard someone walk into the caf and they knew they checked but they can't remember if they found someone. It worked for a while, though, until two very major things happened.

One, Maleficent visited the Demons by surprise with a nine-year-old boy in chains. Marionette, while hidden, was in the room and shock and outrage made her control slip ever so slightly. And Maleficent felt the warm tide of telepathic magic swirling through the air that she knew she remembered from somewhere.

Two, the hostage she gave the Demons, as well as several other hostages, vanish into thin air. When Maleficent encounters Jay a month later, she can still feel that silky telepathic magic on him.

Telepathic magic like that night with Marion...

She sat on her throne staring at the wall in silence for several hours when she finally realized what had happened. Obvious in hindsight. She starts searching for Marionette and her sister.

It doesn't take long. Marionette was not being subtle and her magic had an extremely distinct feel. Without guards to fire bullets and break Maleficent's concentration, it's almost comically easy to beat Marionette half to death in the street with her staff.

What she didn't know was that the missing sister had been watching her do that. In fact, Andromeda had been only a few feet away.

The stress of finally seeing Maleficent had cause Andi's magic to manifest hard and really made Marionette and Andromeda wonder who the fuck their mom was, because Andi was photokinetic and neither of them know how she manifested with as much control as she had.

Andi can't shapeshift, but somehow she can change how light reflects off of her to change how she looks. Her hair is stark white, but she can alter the way light reflects off of it so that her hair absorbs all wavelengths except for blood red, turning her hair red. It's the same with her eyes and her skin. With a lot of effort, she can expand this change. Doing it with black is easiest. With black, Andi can create a sphere up to twelve feet in radius that absorbs all wavelengths. She usually doesn't. It's draining. The most she really does with it is turn herself completely black and then manifest an aura of a couple of inches to help her blend into the shadows.

Mari had shoved Andi into the shadows seconds before Maleficent attacked and told her to stay hidden. "Don't come out no matter what you see or hear."

Andi was right there, maybe six feet away, as Maleficent beat her sister hard enough to break bones in the middle of a daytime street and drag her away like Mationette was a bag of trash. She froze, or at least she thinks she did. She doesn't know that Marionette was using her telepathy to force her to stay hidden until she was out of range, meaning Maleficent would be super far away. All Andromeda knows is that she froze and watched her sister get beaten and kidnapped by Maleficent and, instead of helping, she just froze so severely that she was still frozen for ten minutes like a fucking idiot instead of helping the sister who had sacrificed so much for her.

She tried to find Marionette, but she didn't understand as much about the Isle. Marionette had spent her life absorbing knowledge from every mind she came across. Andi couldn't do that. She couldn't find even the tiniest lead to help her save her sister.

When she was twelve, after years of desperate searching that lead her nowhere, Andi accepted that she was going to fail her sister yet again. That she couldn't save the girl who had raised her. She was such a failure. What was the point if she couldn't put in the effort Marionette had put in for her? Marionette could have run when she sensed Maleficent coming. Had she not hidden Andromeda, she would have gotten away. She had sacrificed herself for Andromeda and Andi was repaying her efforts by being useless.

She didn't have any hope left and she really didn't think she deserved to live with how she felt she had failed the only person who had ever been there for her. Her original plan had been to take one of the roses from the bushes of Salazan's Grum and get beheaded, but Ace had been in the garden.

Ace, widely known for being extremely violent and having no problem with murdering people who annoyed it. Much faster than waiting in a cell all night for a beheading. She just had to annoy it.

Andi cut deep, using every horrible rumor spread about it on the Isle and turning everything against it. The words she used, the blame she put on it for its own suffering, were so horrific they made her want to rip her own tongue out, but she didn't stop. She just couldn't stop. She needed it to kill her.

Unfortunately, Ace knew the game she was clearly playing. Knew it- hell, it invented the game. It had done what she was doing with intentions to goad the other person into killing it over a dozen times. It had done this to Mischa Rasputin five times, to the point where Mischa just looked tired whenever it happened. Sure, maybe it should kill her. She was talking shit that would have gotten anyone else put down bloody in two seconds flat. But it didn't kill her. As it watched, letting her scream and insult it to try and involve it in what was clearly a suicide attempt, she reminded it of itself.

She also reminded it of Rose.

Not in what she was saying, obviously, but there was something in her eyes. It reminded Ace of Rose's desperation every time she shrieked the most horrible things at their mother to try and redirect her anger from it to Rose. The way her voice got higher and high and she repeated things, trying to make her words even nastier when she had run out of things to say. There was a curl to her lip as though there was a sour taste on her tongue, a tell Rose had. The way she gestured, trying to make Ace think she was going to hit it when she clearly was very much not going to do that. The horror hidden so deep in her eyes that only the tiniest spark could be seen, a spark Ace had learned was the tip of the iceberg of how much she hated herself for the words coming out of her mouth.

Every tiny habit she had was reminding it of Rose. It also had to admire the balls it took to storm up to it in its own backyard and start victim-blaming it and calling it horrible names when it had a history of not having a problem with torture. She had hit rock bottom so hard she just wanted someone to throw the first blow to put her in the ground.

Unfortunately, Ace wasn't going to do that. If this never worked for Ace, it wasn't letting it work for some random twelve-year-old who had broken into the garden and started screaming at it while it was just trying to eat dinner.

"Okay, okay, I see, thank you for your input. But can you please give me that whole schpiel from the top only not lie directly to my face?

It never claimed to be an emotional support murderer.

She tried, to her credit, but she couldn't force herself to repeat what she had said. She hadn't believed it in the first place and now it had been polite to her on top of everything. In her separation, she lunged at it to try and grab the dagger on its hip.

Ace was faster than her and far more prepared for what she had been obviously telegraphing. It had pushed her back, assuming she knew how to get her footing or at least take a fall easy like Isle kids normally did, but she didn't. She fell hard, smacked her head on one of the broken stone benches, and now it had an even bigger situation.

It went and got Rose.

She got Andi fixed up and used her rarely-seen gift, what she called Grim Psychometry. It's a form of psychometry where she can only access memories though contact with someone's blood, but she got far more from it than someone with regular tactile psychometry. She sat on the bed for a solid four hours and the blood dried to her fingertips. She was actually starting to worry Ace. It had almost broken and decided to get Ginny when she finally snapped out of it.

"We're surprise adopting her. This is our sister now. Go do the thing you did with Queenie and King." The Thing being gaslight its mother into thinking she had more than two children.

Andi was exhausted. She didn't even wake up, just went from unconscious to asleep without waking even a little bit. The room they'd put her in what the servant's quarters attached to Rose's room (one of them needed to be in earshot and she knew what any girl on the Isle would think if they found themselves in an unfamiliar room and someone who looked like a guy came in. She heard Andi start freaking out. There was a thud that sounded like when Ace panicked and kicked itself out of bed while tangled in its blankets, and the sound of trinkets falling to the floor told her than the girl had tried to stop her fall without much success. She could hear the girl panicking (mostly just repeating "Oh shit" again and again) through the wall, so she stepped into the room.

Without thinking much of it, she gave the girl an amused smirk to try and put her at ease and bent down, intending to grab a pewter model of what had probably been a bulldog that had lost its legs at some point, which she was sure was older than her, and the girl freaked out.

Yeah, Andi's first interaction with Rose was falling out of bed, creating a massive mess, making a fool of herself (according to her,) and then she bit Rose when Rose wasn't even reaching to grab her.

"You bit me." Rose looked at her bleeding hand, eyebrows raising. The panicked girl on the floor nodded, clearly not knowing what else to do and in a state of complete shock and panic. Rose fought to keep herself from grinning. "With your mouth."

"How the fuck else am I gonna bite you?" The girl cringed, ready for Rose to get angry that she had bitten her and then not even had the decency to hold her tongue.

To her shock, Rose grinned, shaking her head. "You ballsy little shit. I see why Ace thinks you're cool. Welcome to the family."

They kind of forcibly inducted her into the family, but Ace framed it as an "It's the least you can do for making me miss dinner when I was minding my own business." She stayed because she felt bad for biting Rose and being extremely cruel to Ace when she's only just met it a few seconds before, but the two of them grew on her fast. Ace helped her see that she wasn't horrible for hiding when her sister had told her to hide- it told Rose to run all the time and if she didn't run, it would have felt even worse because now both of them were gonna get it. It told her that Mari was probably relieved Andi had escaped. It was an older sibling, it had a general idea. It would have been sighing in relief with every day that passed without Rose getting caught. It would have prayed she'd stay far away because it wouldn't want her to get hurt. It sure as shit would have never been upset she couldn't rescue it from Maleficent, because that would be a suicide mission and it would never want her to put herself on the line for it. It would die to keep her safe and it would do so with a smile.

And it was willing to bet Marionette felt the same way. Rose confirmed that, based on what she had seen, Marionette was probably praying Andi just stayed far away from this, hoping that Andi was safe and free. She wouldn't want Andi to force herself- no allies, no training- on a suicide mission to try and find someone Maleficent had taken hostage when Maleficent was very interested in said hostage. Andi would die if she was lucky, and Rose knew Marionette wouldn't want that. They would help her try to find her sister, of course, but finding a prisoner she could be keeping anywhere on two separate islands was going to take a while.

And then Marionette found them three hours ago.

Rose, Ace, Andi, King, and Queenie had been sat down for cold raw cabbage in dirty water- sorry, cabbage soup for breakfast- when someone knocked on the door. The Queen ordered Ace to get it, so it went and got the door.

Five arrows to the chest and a kick from someone wearing seven-inch platforms put it on its ass. It barely activated its blood power in time to stop the bleeding, and those two seconds got it four more arrows which laid it out.

Rose, who had heard Ace fall, had come running into the entranceway. She saw Ace on the floor with nine arrows it its chest like some kind of demented hedgehog, a group of people dressed like they're from the Demons, who were wiped out years ago, letting themselves into her house, and she barely manages to twist in time so that an arrow hits her in the side instead of in the kidneys.

Andi heard Rose's shout, "We're under attack! Clear the house!" and she knew what her role was in that. She was supposed to provide a smokescreen. She darts into the entrance hall and gets halfway through throwing up a wall of darkness (which Rose manages to use to cover her escape so she can get help, but the sight of the person leading the charge made her falter.

Scars at the edges of her mouth that went down her jaw. Wavy white hair in two perfect pigtails. Even her eyes, a strange blue-violet instead of the white Andi remembered, were familiar. Andi saw the same shape every time she looked in the mirror. Eyes that seemed to big for her face, people said.

Years hadn't changed either of them enough to change the fact that they could be twins. Even with the bizarre eye colour, Andi couldn't even try to entertain the idea that she was wrong.

A group of Demons were invading her house. Her lost, beloved sister, the one she had been desperately missing for so long, was leading the charge.

There was no recognition in Marionette's eyes, only a sadistic joy at frozen prey. Ace got its bearings as she levelled some kind of crossbow with a package arrow, hooking a leg around hers and twisting it a way that had to be agonizing, bringing her to the floor. Mari adapts fast, faster than Ace can hope to with nine arrows in it, getting on top. She makes a point of using one hand to restrain its wrists, pinning them to the floor over its head. It freezes for half a second, terror taking over despite it knowing that she's just doing this to scare it. It pays for that second of weakness with a long, deep cut across its forehead.

Her original target had been its glowing eyes.

"Andi," it snarls, blood beginning to drip from its wounds as it diverted some power to use magic and push her away. "Get out of here! Now!"

But her job was to help-

And then she saw it.

Ace wasn't the target of this break-in. All eyes were on her. There were just trying to get past Ace to get to who seemed to be their real target. Ace had already seen it. It couldn't fight them off and keep over a dozen people from shooting her with those arrows. It needed her to run.

She tried to throw up another wall of darkness, but Mari forced the arrow in Ace's shoulder deeper. Ace groaned, struggling to keep control as she broke a major vein, and she used that second of weakness to throw something at Andi.

Andi barely has time to recognize a choker, a dark, blue-violet gem on a black velvet ribbon, the same one Mari is wearing, one that matches that strange eye colour- when the gem seems to hone in on her. She tries to protect her throat, but the path of the choker follows her. The ribbon locks around her neck and she can feel fae magick flooding her system through the gem. Agony lances through her throat as the gem seems to nestle against the thin skin. Something starts stabbing her- the gem was trying to make it impossible to remove without killing her.

Ace is just as on top of things. It uses its magic to force the intruders back and reaches out to her as her throat starts to burn. It was like the gem had injected her with acid. She tries to get it off, damn the consequences, but she can't. She can barely even think through mounting panic as Ace forces its powers to do so many different things at once. It's focusing too hard to even think about dodging the arrows someone shoots at it. Its body curls in on itself with impact after impact, arrow after arrow embedding in its chest and stomach. But none of the wounds bleed.

They can only hope King and Queenie can evacuate without them. Andi can barely move and Ace is forcing its power far beyond its safe limits. The two of them weren't forcing the Demons- or Andi's sister- out of the home. They could only buy time and try not to die.

King and Queenie have different plans.

Ace screams for the two twelve-year-olds to go back into the palace the second it registers what they were trying to do, but they were as stubborn as it was. Unfortunately, as they were about to find out, King and Queenie's magic didn't come with a complimentary mental shield like Ace's did. She felt blood rush to her head as it tried to extend the protection to her, but it can't protect the other two. It's pushing its power too dangerously as it is.

But gods, it tried.

The swords the two had in their hands, the swords they were experts in using, did nothing to protect them as Marionette grinned. Andi tried to scream that she was a telepath, but the choker is stopping her.

"Die."

King and Queenie go down before they can register the words. Something in Ace snaps.

It didn't scream like she desperately tried to. All emotion vanished from its face. The weakness she had been seeing, the tension and the trembling from doing far too much as once, vanish just as completely. Ace straightens, letting its hands drop to its sides, and somehow its magic continues to work without it anchoring.

"You come into my house." She doesn't know how it can speak with so many arrows in its lungs, but that confusion is a distance second to the terror the tone of its words invoke. As smooth as silk, as cold as ice. The cockney in its accent vanishes, leaving the same refined English as its mother. That tone of voice only ever meant it was about to go maximum casualties.

Despite everything that's just happened, she begs the gods to spare her sister. She knows that something is wrong, that Marionette can't control herself, and she knows it without a shadow of a doubt.

Because Marionette wasn't singing. She hadn't hummed even one note during the fight.

Marionette's signature in fighting was that she would sing. Over and over, to the point where the silly song was a panic trigger for most of the Isle, she would sing Pinnocchio's "There Are No Strings On Me." but now, she wasn't singing. She wasn't humming. She couldn't, because the song would no longer be true.

The only reason she would stop singing during a fight was if she couldn't control her actions. Marionette was entangled in strings again, and she was trying to let them know.

Did Ace catch that?

"This-" it snarled, ripping the blood out of someone's veins with a flick of its wrist, "Is for blindsiding me during a meal. Where's your fucking decorum?"

Yeah, it was pissed to the point of no return.

"This-" a wave of its hand and someone's head imploded, the veins restricting on the skull like iron cables under Ace's control. "Is for shoving me before I could open the door more than an inch. You were gonna get through the door anyway, at least give me a chance to comprehend stuff before my morning coffee. Rude as fuck.

"This-" she cringed as someone's ribs split open down the center, spreading wide and exposing their inner organs in a wound that would be unfixable in a matter of seconds. "Is for shooting me five times. Again, rude as fuck and I'm keeping these arrows. Mine now.

"This-" it did a more elaborate motion and someone's entire body imploded like the other person's skull. The intruders, all except Mari, were backing away. No sense of self-preservation. Mari would've abandoned the fight the second Ace got angry enough for hysterical strength to apply to its lethal magic. "Is for kicking me literally half a second after I got shot five times. And in seven-inch platforms, too? Compensating for something? I think yes. To be honest, that move had micro dick energy so severe they need something smaller than nanometers.

"This-" it sent two people flying into the stone ceiling with crunches that could have only been lethal, "Is for shooting my sister. I'll add this-" a hard pushing motion and two people went flying into the moat, "For shooting my other sister. It's not enough to turn me into a pin cushion, you have to shoot my sister and my other sister too? What is wrong with you?

"This-" it moved both hands in a swirling motion and someone's body contorted with a sickening, full-body shatter, "Is for having the utter motherfucking audacity to use psychological torture on a fourteen-year-old girl by putting her brainwashed beloved older sister in charge of the squad sent to either enslave or murder her ass before she's even out of her pyjamas.

"This-" it didn't kill anyone, just used its power to force those few who were still alive closer to the doorway as it advanced, "Is for that shit I know was your idea, Maleficent. What is it with you and using past rape against someone to get what you want? I cannot believe my standards for how I fight, disable, torture, and murder people are higher than yours. Show some goddamn class. Honestly, the move is getting old. And that-" another push. They were nearly out onto the drawbridge- the drawbridge over the moat filled with hundreds of gallons of blood. "Is for trying to fucking blind me. Please don't tell me you did that because you think it would get rid of my powers. It wouldn't, and I would just be even angrier and I'd take the chance to learn using my powers long-distance. I wouldn't even have to be in your palace to brutally maim you using your own blood. Think about that.

"And this-" another shove. It was defnitely trying to get them out to the drawbridge. "Is for shooting me even more. I already look like a backwards porcupine and someone's petty ass just has to shoot me even more. At least aim for my head or something.

"This-" the final push sent the survivors flying and landing hard on the drawbridge. The moat of blood and heads stilled as Ace took control of it, "Is for murdering two twelve-year-olds. Again, what the fuck is wrong with you?! I would've made them go back inside. It would've been easy- like how easily I just got you guys outside- if you're given me half a goddamn second to divery more power from... worm drive or whatever the fuck it's called so I could make them not a threat to you while also not letting that collar kill Andi or these arrows kill me. Oh, and speaking of the collar-"

All but one set of eyes widened in terror as the moat rose out of the basin, hundreds of gallons of blood hand heads suspended by a dying and multi-tasking Ace as though it was no big deal. "This-" despite its injuries, it twirled on its heel, raising its arms as though it needed to point out how much blood it was about to clobber them with, "Is for putting a magical shock collar on my sister. This is also for the poison it injected her with, and it's for the grappling hook-type shit piercing her throat to fork out in her windpipe. It's for the fact that she can't talk, she can barely even breathe between her pain and panic, and, again, she. Is. Fourteen. Absolute loser behaviour to attack a scared little girl who is barely a teenager and who was hiding behind me and trying to escape. That's humiliating how low that is. I know, no morals and stuff, but have some goddamn class. Put a collar on me next time," it challenged, grinning with bloodstained teeth. "Significantly more impressive and, while collars in general are loser behaviour, at least it wouldn't be as pathetic. You should be ashamed, and not just for the genuinely horrible stuff. This is the most pathetic wannabe-villain type shit I've ever seen in my seventeen years on the Isle. Make sure you tell Maleficent that."

She couldn't see its face, but she was almost certain it winked. And then the blood turned into a tidal wave.

#andromeda hearts #ace hearts #ace of hearts #rose hearts #descendants #descendants au #the darkness speaks #isle of darkness #original character #descendants oc #marionette stromboli #doll stromboli #dante anon #unnamedrat

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shallow145 · 3 months ago

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I keep seeing your beautiful art of your ocs and I must know about them! I'm giving you full permission to yap all you want about them. I'd love it!!

Also, I hope you are having an amazing day/night!

Oh gosh thank you mate XD I might do two parts to this merely just to explain coppers lore alone. As for other ocs like Colín and Shallow I really need to figure out their lore more and write it down 😭 Anywaysss here’s part 1 for Copper:

Copper had lived a past life about 300,000 years before the present as a god. She was taken care of by a lot of the major big gods at the time and she always listened to them. One day she found out the gods had planned to do some things that could mess up the world below and harm the mortals, so decided to retaliate. She ended up fighting the two biggest gods, nearly killing them but was eventually stopped and gave up. (Needless to say she didn’t like these gods anymore)

300,000 years later, the current queen of the land is having twins. She ends up having a boy and a girl which she is disgusted by, as there is a myth in history that princesses bring misfortune and bad luck to the land. She orders the king (he has the true Royal blood btw) to kill their daughter instantly. However he secretly ends up giving her away to a local village family he knows where he knows his daughter will be safe(Cody’s family).

Cody and Copper end up growing up together but copper knows that they are not her real family. Her father(the king) tried to visit her the best he could, to try and be a part of her life. They all swore to keep this a secret

Copper and Cody eventually start working as royal knights at age 13. A couple of months later Copper is promoted to prince Tobys right hand knight.

And then only another couple of months later the war breaks out. A great evil has broken out of his seal. The seal which was the queens job to protect and keep an eye on(obviously she didn’t do her job). At this time the king had died of “mysterious circumstances” that no one knew about, around a month ago and then when the war broke out the queen was believed to be killed by the monsters(whether that was true or not no one knew)

Copper stepped up to protect her kingdom. She went to fight the great evil(I’m sorry I don’t have a name for it yet 😭), but upon reaching it her other best friend, a fellow knight, she had been travelling with(not Cody I need to give him a name aswell😭) ends up betraying her. Stalling her with a battle, which she ends up winning. However she doesn’t kill him, she can’t bring herself to do it. She lets him live but threatens that if he would to return to the town she will kill him without mercy.

Once she leaves and eventually find the great evil again, she is already greatly injured and looses the fight quickly as a sword is plunged right through her. Toby then arrives not long later and finds her, cold and dead. With the help of the gods he ends up reviving her and lending her some of his magic.

She once again immediately goes to finish the fight, along with Cody this time and Toby hangs back to keep monsters at bay. The pair find the great evil once again only an hour or two later and are doing well in the fight this time, until Cody is killed. Copper was so frozen in shock that she didn’t see the sword making its way towards her. Her back ends up being sliced open and she slowly bleeds out once again. This time it’s some of the gods themselves that ends up reviving her, needing her to finish this battle or else the world will be lost to evil and chaos.

Copper slowly stand once again. The Great evil she was fighting was already pretty injured. She grabs her sword and goes for the final blow, and as she does that’s the moment she’s cursed. You see when she was revived the gods lent Copper their power, and the biggest god of all (the one she hates) didn’t like this. So she ended up cursing Copper as she killed the great evil. Seeing her “no longer worthy of the title of a hero”.Cursing her to be haunted by the innocent souls that are killed on her journeys.

(Copper does however end up finding its more of a blessing in disguise as she is able to bring back Cody with it, and the curse has some secret benefits she can exploit)

Anddddd with that, that’s her first journey and her past pretty much summed up XD, I’ll probably make a part 2 to describe her second and third adventure in a bit. I didn’t realise how long this would end up being💀

Thank you for giving me the chance to yap about all this ✨

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chloeillustrates16 · 2 years ago

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No Door Nor Wall

Summary: Eddie and you met in a very strange way.

Warnings: Long AF I'm sorry, lack of Y/N use, fluff

Pairing: Eddie Munson X Reader

The music room was your safe haven; especially, when it came to a particular stranger behind the middle door of the private room. You remembered the day that you met the stranger, you ran into the music room, upset, because of a few people.

You sat down on the floor, your back pressed against the wooden door. Then a voice asked, "Why are you crying?" you stopped in surprise. "Is someone there?"

"Obviously," the voice deadpanned.

"Wait, I thought everyone was at lunch," you asked confused.

"So did I," a guitar picked up. It was a soft acoustic guitar, "Which is why I'm in a practice room."

"You eat lunch in a practice room?"

"No, I practice, in the practice room. It's a part of the music room, you know?" he voiced with annoyance. He paused, "So, what's wrong?"

"It's a long story..."

Like that, it was history. It wasn't long before those people stopped messing with you. Which, honestly, you weren't expecting.

You made your way down the halls of Hawkins High, and paused, the guy, haven't been coming around as much anymore. You were excited when you heard the soft guitar behind that third door.

"Hey stranger," you voiced.

"Hey," he greeted, you could hear a smile in his voice.

"It's been a while since we last talked; where have you been?"

"Sorry, I've been a little busy," you paused.

"Sorry, that sounded rude."

"No, it didn't. I should be saying sorry for not explaining myself. I've been busy with a few friends of mine; they get into some trouble recently."

"Yeah, are they okay?"

"Yeah, they're fine, just a little scuffle, nothing too major." You sat down, as he started to play again.

"Why haven't you told who you are? We've known each other for weeks," you pointed out.

"It's better if you don't know who I am."

"Why?"

"Look, just know if you're seen with me outside of this room, you might be heavily judged."

"I don't care, you're my friend. Hell, I don't even know your name. Can I at least get that?"

"My friends call me Eddie," you thought for a moment.

"Why exactly would I be judged if people saw me with you?"

"Cause, I'm not the best person. I have a reputation, people around me will also be judged because of my reputation; I don't want that for you." The bell rung, cutting them off from their conversation. "You should get to class."

"What about you?"

"I'll be out in a minute," he explained.

"Okay, I'll...talk to you later," you stood and walked out of the room.

Eddie sighed, pressing his head against the wall. What the hell was he getting into? You're Y/n, one the nicest girls he's ever seen, and yet, here he was, talking to you for WEEKS and you haven't even seen his face. If he was being honest with himself, he'd say that he was scared, scared of your rejection of him. He didn't want that; this long friendship would become nothing in a matter of seconds.

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Eddie was sitting at the lunch table, where he usually did, front in center. For once, he didn't feel like wanting to be the center of attention. He sat back, really quiet, the entire lunch. Dustin, Mike, Jeff, and Gareth were talking.

Y/n walked by Eddie stopped and stared as you walked past; you were talking to one of your friends.

"Eddie?" He snapped out of it. He turned his attention towards Dustin, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, why?"

"You've been really quiet," he pointed out. The others turned to look at him with the same worry that was on Dustin's face.

Eddie stood abruptly, startling some of the Hellfire members and walked out of the cafeteria. He retreated into the hallway, "He's been like this all week," Gerth explained.

"What's wrong with him?" Mike asked.

"I honestly don't know."

Eddie's heart was pounding in his ears as he entered the music room. Eddie really needed you right now. There was a knock on the door, "Hey, you in there?"

"Yeah," he said with a shaky voice.

"I didn't hear you play so, I thought that maybe you weren't in the practice room."

"Hey, um...I know I said that maybe it would be better if you didn't know who I am."

"Yeah?" your voice was so soft.

"Promise me, you won't judge me."

"Why would I judge you? We've been talking for so long, I doubt I wouldn't want to talk to you after seeing what you look like," you argue.

Eddie swallowed thickly, "Please."

"I promise."

You moved away from the door; you waited nervously as the door slowly opened. Eddie stared down at you, his heart racing.

Your eyes widened in shock; you've heard of Eddie Munson, bad reputation and all. But you thought that he sounded like the coolest guy in the world. Here he was, standing in front of you, he was your friend this whole time and you never knew.

"I'm sorry, I know I was probably the last person you thought of when..." You cut him off almost immediately, your arms wrapped tightly around his surprisingly thin waist. Eddie gasped as you pulled him tightly against your body.

You pulled your head away from his chest, "It's finally nice to see you, Stranger."

"It's nice to see you too," he smiled. You stared at him mesmerized; you never thought someone could be so beautiful. His doe-like brown eyes, his long-disheveled hair, everything made you fall harder for him.

The two of you sat in the music room, no door nor wall separating the space. Lunch felt like hours, you spoke and laughed at the end of all it. Eddie invited you to one of his performances with his band at The Hideout. VIP passes and all so you could see him afterwards. You promised that you'd go to every single one, he laughed, saying that he couldn't wait to see you in the crowd.

#x reader #fanfic #eddie munson #fanfiction #reader insert #stranger things 4 #stranger things #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x you

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beardedhandstoadshark · 4 months ago

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How do I explain to someone when they ask question about Gaza and they unsure to give support for them & they feel neutral about it.

Umhh hello… The soldiers literally killed the babies of Gaza and bomb a hospital?!?! WHY DO WE NEED TO EXPLAIN THE SITUATION. IT’s A HUMAN LIVE BEING MURDERED

I’m sorry for venting.. I’m very heartbreak for the people of Palestine and Gaza.. Nobody deserves something like this. No mothers or fathers deserve to lose a child by the hand of heartless soldier

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Some folks say it’s karma for attacking, some folks say it’s karma for voting Hamas and getting fucked by them like 20y ago, that it‘s just what happens in war, there‘s the issue that speaking out unfortunately inevitably puts you on the same side as Nazis who want it to stop not because it’s a fucking bad situation but so all the Jewish folks can die instead, the fact that people on both sides of the argument pretend government = country = religion = anyone who happens to have that religion, which is utter bs,

but then there’s also that Hamas is very much still a terror organization and not a buncha noble freedom fighters like some folks make them out to be (seriously, good vs bad doesn’t exist and it’s concerning how many people think "ohh they fight against those who did a bad thing so they gotta be perfect good guys!! bruh NOOOOO. NO. This is real life and not a fucking kids cartoon holy shit) Like, "they literally killed babies“ applies to what happened to Israel too, this whole debacle did escalate with 1.2k dead folks there, and they didn‘t deserve it any more than the others (seriously, again, concerning how many people think that).

Also don‘t know bout where you live but over here the media manipulation is insane (and pathetically easy to spot the very moment you wander outside the german language; I used to analyze stuff like this for my German and History classes in 10th grade.) Like, calling a buncha 50y olds "adult children“ while actual chidren are "minor aged people“, emotional vs. clinical language or straight up not reporting on certain things kinda shit. Germany try not to be cool with murder challenge failed twice in 70 years while on its best way to make it 3

SO,

since those are some key points as to why someone can be on the fence, it could help to explain it via those then. Put some Links to articles explaining how it looks from the other side, go into history, there‘s enough info on some government folks saying messed up stuff, maybe go "yea fighting the literal terrorist organization is good but it‘s going too far“ or "the unrelated civilians still need support to survive regardless“

Generally just try going into details on why the happenings rn are bad and the people there need support even in the context of "necessary evil to win back peace“; as that seems to be the most common stance people take from what I saw, so maybe that can help. Idk.

#another anon ask #…granted not that big of a text wall #but longer than the usual ones that go like half as far as I can tell

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viky2318 · 10 months ago

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Chapter 3: your best friend

It had been a few days. Alphys tried to explain to him what happened back when he first woke up. She said he was the result of an experiment of hers: she was trying to create a monster from scratch and that she decided to make a skeleton because it was all just bones and so simpler than other monsters, but she remained pretty vague about how she did that or any other detail. She said he felt weird because she probably messed up something, but she didn’t specify what she may have messed up. Alphys did her best to help him heal up that huge hole he had in his chest, but sadly she hadn’t been able to completely close it. She also kept calling him Duo: he didn’t feel like it was actually his name, but since he couldn’t think of anything better he simply decided to go with that one. “Duo”. A short and simple name. He remembered perfectly, the day when he woke up, hearing Alphys calling him “D-1”. Maybe she just misspelled it out of nervousness. Alphys constantly seemed nervous. Almost anxious. Especially when Duo was around. Maybe she was like this with everyone, but the skeleton never saw anyone else in the laboratory and therefore had no idea. Yes, laboratory. Duo spent the last 4 long days in the laboratory. Aside from the “surface lab”, there was an underground area which was huge, with many rooms (some of them open and some others locked) and interesting things in nearly each of them. Alphys gave him a small spare room with a table and a bed she brought in (it looked kinda like a hospital bed, but he didn’t mind). Somehow, the skeleton found all that place and the machinery terribly familiar. He had no idea why, but it was interesting and unsettling at the same time. Maybe also that was just a “mistake” made by Alphys while creating him? he didn’t know, and he was pretty sure if he asked her he would just get a vague reply without clear explanation.

That day, Duo was alone. Alphys went out to meet the king and talk about some things, so the skeleton was free to do nearly whatever he wanted without her getting concerned because he moved too quickly. In the previous days he explored all the available rooms and all the interesting machines, so it was time to take a look at that big bookshelf on the upper area of the surface lab. At first sight the bookshelf was split in two: the left side had human comics and DVD’s of cartoons, divided by series and in alphabetical order, and the right side had books of many other things: anatomy, mechanics, chemistry, magic, history, electronics… all of them neatly organized in alphabetical order by author and by subject. Duo took a book from the right side and read the title. “Robotics- book 2”. Oh, he knew that book! He read it so many times when-

wait what.

The skeleton sat at a working table nearby, reading the first page of the book. Then the second. Then the third.

He knew that book. He couldn't remember it, but when he read the pages he felt as if it wasn't the first time. Even more interesting was the fact that, despite this book explaining very complex and advanced concepts, the moment he read those he realized he already knew them. He kept reading, trying in the meanwhile to understand why. Alphys said she created him, so maybe she programmed his mind to know that stuff?

Duo got so lost in the reading he didn’t notice the completely out of place golden flower looking at him. “Why, howdy!” the flower exclaimed, taking the skeleton completely by surprise as he shouted. He looked down at the flower, his eyes wide in surprise. “wha- I- who are you?!” he exclaimed, confused and surprised. Another monster? Here? wait- monsters usually don’t look like plants- he didn’t even finish formulating his thought the flower spoke again. “Golly, I’m sorry friend! I didn’t mean to startle you!” he explained, frowning a little. Duo took a few breaths, calming down again. “... n-no worries. I just… really wasn’t expecting it”, he replied. The flower huffed in relief. “oh, thankfully. I thought you were scared of me! I don’t even know why I thought so, but for some curious reason it still concerned me”. The skeleton frowned, then shook his head. “no, no, I wasn’t scared of you. Though you still scared the hell out of me…”. The flower chuckled, then climbed up the table and got a little close to the skeleton. “Alright, then let’s do this all over: Howdy, I’m Flowey! Flowey the Flower!”, the flower exclaimed. He seemed like a pretty cheerful guy. Flowey extended a leaf as if he was offering it for a handshake, looking at the skeleton with a friendly smile. “... I am Duo, nice to meet you”, the skeleton simply introduced himself, taking the leaf and shaking it gently. “Duo, huh? Nice name! Are you new around here? I never saw you, and trust me when I say I know everyone”, Flowey asked. Duo was about to explain to the flower what Alphys told him, but then thought that before spreading an information it was better to make sure it was correct. “well- uhm- I honestly don’t know. I probably- uhm- hit my head and… yeah, I just don’t remember”. Geez, that sure was a bad lie. He was a terrible liar. The flower remained silent for a moment, frowning, but then unexpectedly said: “I’m terribly sorry to hear that, friend. I’m sure you’ll remember one day”. Was that guy serious or was he just making fun of the skeleton? How on earth could he believe such a bad lie?? Duo decided to not question himself any further and hope this guy actually believed him. “... so, what are you reading? looks like a nice book”, Flowey asked. The two ended up spending a lot of time chatting. Flowey was a surprisingly good listener, and also one of a nerd. He knew almost more stuff than Duo! and sure that wasn’t a simple task since every time the flower mentioned a concept Duo almost always remembered what that was. He seemed like a friendly guy. a bit childish from time to time, but still a nice person to be around. After a while he went away, saying that he had stuff to do “stay safe young man! I'll be watching you”, he added before disappearing into the ground. Nearly at the same moment, the door of the lab opened and Alphys came back. “H-hi Duo!” the lizard started as she quickly came to him. “T-the king was so happy to know you’re-

Duo opened his eyes, feeling slightly tense. He sat up and looked around, feeling like someone was watching him.

Just a dream. It was just a dream. Just another damn dream.

He didn't like the fact that he was dreaming so much lately. Usually he had blank nights where he dreamt nothing. This sequence of dreams was starting to concern him. Those weren't even casual dreams like- I dunno- whatever a normal person would dream. Those were memories from the lab. He hated that place. People died there. Dozens of innocent monsters. He just couldn't figure out why on earth he would dream about-

Focus. He had better things to do than to bother because of some old memories. He got up and noticed Kate wasn't sleeping. Did he wake up late again? He walked downstairs and saw her sitting on the couch with Paps as the two chatted quietly. “Oh- Duo! Good morning! I'm sorry if I woke you up, but- I was having hard times sleeping. I'm so excited for today's second trip!” The human exclaimed the second she saw Duo coming in. Trip? What was she- oh right. The Ruins. The skeleton felt a little nervous at the idea of going there again, the simple thought of that creepy pile of dust laying straight at the entrance giving him goosebumps. He gave a glance to the clock: 6:32. He woke up at a decent time today. Still too soon, but better than the day before. “I'm happy to know you're excited buttercup, but next time try to sleep a bit more. It's not healthy to sleep too little”. Paps glanced at Duo with a severe frown. “says the one who woke up at nearly 5 am and didn’t even think about going back to sleep”, he commented. Kate gave him a curious look, hearing nothing but garbage noise, but Papyrus didn’t translate.

Napstablook came by around 8:30, and the four ended up reaching the Ruins’ entrance around 10 am, Kate continuously talking about this awesome place in there without describing it, saying she wanted to keep it a surprise. Duo took a deep breath before walking in the long corridor that led to the house, but when he opened the door… the dust was gone? There wasn’t even a grain of it, as if it was never there. Did he imagine it- yeah no, he wouldn’t imagine seeing a corpse laying on the ground. Where did it go? Not that he wanted to go look for it now, but he seriously felt concerned. Duo ended up letting aside that unsettling thought and kept going, not wanting to let Kate get lost in there. The place was as beautiful as the day before, with its ancient walls and breathtaking views of Home. This time the group didn’t linger around as much as the day before, mainly because of Kate’s energical walking- almost running- to this mysterious awesome place. She didn’t slow down a single time, but this didn’t bother the three monsters- two of them floated and the third had a good physical resistance. After some time, the human girl started walking even faster. She turned around to the others for a second, smiling widely. “I know this place, we’re close! c’mon Duo, walk faster! You won’t regret it, I promise!!” she exclaimed. The skeleton raised a brow, but did as she told him to not lose her in that labyrinth of corridors. Then…

A huge, circular room. The walls were made of pure gray stone differently to the ones in the rest of the Ruins, and some old pillars stood straight under the delightful sunlight that came down from a hole hundreds of meters higher. And straight under the light… Golden flowers. Big, soft, slightly cartoonish and yet real flowers, their petals colored in a bright yellow shining under the sunlight. Truly beautiful flowers… and yet, with a taste of bittersweet. Golden flowers were the King’s favorite flowers, a symbol of rebirth and hope, and a Golden flower was the one and only talking flower the skeleton knew and hated. What an ironic coincidence, right? Duo sighed quietly, looking at those wonderful plants gently swinging in the delicate wind present in that room only with a slight frown. Suddenly someone pulled his sleeve, forcing him to walk closer. “Look Duo- look! I fell on these from up there, and they were still perfectly intact! And I didn’t get a single scratch, you know? every one of these flowers feels like a huge pillow!” Kate eagerly exclaimed, looking at the skeleton with a bright smile and an excited look. Duo took a few seconds to get what she said, but then smiled gently at the girl and crouched next to her, taking in his hands one of those flowers without ripping it from the ground. “Of course. It is because Golden flowers are made of 50% magic, and so they feel way softer than normal flowers. Not only that, but Golden flowers’ petals are this soft also to better absorb the Barrier’s magic radiations in order to live for centuries”. Kate sat on Duo’s leg, listening to him with eyes wide in wonder. She loved every time someone explained her things, either them being things about science, magic, mechanics- everything was fine. She said it was because a lot of things worked differently on the surface. Because on the surface there was no magic. Of course, when humans locked the monsters away all the magic got locked with them. Human wizards casted spells thanks to wands and scepters that stole magic from other beings. Without monsters and their magic auras, magic plants soon stopped growing up there and magic stones lost their enchantments. The girl once told them how humans started hunting down other humans that still had magic powers, either out of fear of those almost rare people or out of hate towards what others didn’t have anymore. They burned their bodies and left the ashes to the wind, uncaring if these people tried to help others with their powers or if they kept them for themselves. The surface this little human knew was truly different to the one described in monsters’ history books, and even more different to the Underground. That was also the reason why Duo liked listening to Kate. It was difficult for a mind like his to reason without applying the magic factor to things, and there were so many things that humans discovered in the past decades that seemed like coming out from a fantasy book.

The four hung out in that little corner of the world for a few hours, either chatting about whatever went through their mind or simply enjoying the place. For a little while they laid down with Blooky to do what they called “feeling like garbage”. Duo wasn’t sure why they called it that since it was nice laying down with friends, but he didn’t bother asking them. They said it was a family tradition, so maybe the reason got lost with time or never existed. The skeleton, most of the time, looked up to the source of the light. It was so high he couldn’t see the top of it, but Kate said that hole was inside of a little cavern close to the top of Mount Ebott. but if it was inside of a cavern, how did the light reach them? Did the cavern have another hole that went to the surface? And even so, wasn’t the huge hole too deep to let the light reach the room? Was the sun really that bright? The skeleton kept making himself questions, sometimes asking them to Kate out loud, and he was so taken by the nice environment that he didn’t even notice time passing. After some time he fell asleep, the warm light feeling comforting and the sound of the flowers to the breeze soothing.

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#undertale #ut #utau #utmv #a new tale #duo #kate #napstablook #ut napstablook #papyrus #ut papyrus #YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO #I DIDN'T FORGETTTTT #TO WRITEEEEEEE #YESSSSSSSSSS #ok bye UwU

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lugonzalez94 · 1 year ago

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Seen Nombre,

Feb 6

A dear friend reached out to me telling me how brilliant my IG handle was. I had changed it for the hundredth time and I told him I think I finally landed on something that I actually liked and something that reflected me and my artwork, which then spiraled down a rabbit hole of self-reflection and some “ah-ha” moments (TK, sorry to have bombarded you with an essay through IG DM’s, you’re a real one I love you so much my friend).

My IG art-handle is: seen.nombre (a play on the saying “sin nombre”, which means “nameless” in Spanish). “Sin nombre” was already taken on the platform, but I wanted the name so I had to get playful with it, but I think it has a deeper meaning that I originally meant it to have, much like my art. In the end, it’s working out for me. It feels right.

Throughout my whole life I have struggled with my name. Don’t get me wrong, I love my name, but its history and my culture and the society I live in that makes things a bit complicated. For example, I didn’t learn that my real name is actually “Maria” and “Lupita” was just a nickname until I was in Kindergarten. It was a whole thing and it was devastating. Every time I started a new school or entered a new class I had to explain my name to my teacher and my friends. Same thing with jobs. And checking in at the airport. Or signing a new lease. For some this wasn’t a big deal, for others it was ridiculous. At my first job my boss told me that trying to remember to call me Lupita instead of Maria was going to be hard for her to remember and she wasn’t going to do it. I had a few professors in college mix my names up in front of everyone in class and I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed for them. Like why the fuck did she just call me Maria when she called me Lupita 2 minutes before? I could go on and on. In every situation I couldn’t help but feel this nervousness creep up inside me. I felt like explaining my name was complicated and it makes me almost start to feel bad about my name and the confusion it can cause people which is total bullshit. But that’s what it’s been like. “Lupita” directly translated is “little Lupe” and is derived from “Maria Guadalupe”, my legal name. This is the name of la Virgen Maria, la Virgen de Guadalupe, otherwise known as Mother Mary, an icon and symbol of strength in Mexican culture. It’s pretty badass. It’s old school. It’s hella common in Mexico.

So with the trauma I carry with explaining and defending my name came debilitating anxiousness when trying to find a name for myself as an artist. Naturally, using Lupita Gonzalez felt like a problem. 1) I feel like it doesn’t reflect who I am as an artist accurately and 2) the amount of Lupita Gonzalez’s there are in the world is insane and I find it hard to make a name for myself because of everything I’ve talked about so far. Let’s unpack this together shall we. This may be my own insecurity talking, but my name is Mexican as fuck. I know it’s messed up to think that my name is “too Mexican” for me and if I think about it long enough I feel ashamed, but I can’t help but feel like it is! Yes I grew up speaking Spanish and in a family with strong Mexican-Catholic values, but we’re also pretty Americanized. When my family moved to the states, when my grandparents raised my mom in Redwood City, and when my parents settled down in the Bay Area, they tried to fit in by learning how to cook Thanksgiving dinners and meatloaf and other foods that are absolutely not in our culture. They began picking up English and teaching us that as our first language. We celebrated the American holidays more than we celebrated the Mexican holidays. I didn’t even know the significance of Día de los Muertos or our Independence Day til later in life. Sure we’d watch telenovelas and Spanish cartoons, listened to reggaeton and banda every now and then, but in the end we’re pretty Americanized. I didn’t even have a quince because my mom said that’s “too Mexican” for us. So I feel like when people see my name they’ll expect something out of me. Or, they’ll label me as “Mexican” and maybe pass me up because it doesn’t fit their “aesthetic” or what’s trending. Then they’ll miss my art entirely. Maybe I’m just overthinking it.

But this is how I feel as an artist. The art community, while beginning to uplift the voices of women, femme, and POC artists, is still hella white. A majority of the spaces that hold art are white-dominant. The art that sells the most or get the most likes fits this “white aesthetic”. Sure it’s pretty and clean cut and modern and nice to look at, but it’s everywhere and it’s exhausting and it’s becoming so basic. So when thinking of what my IG handle or website or brand will be named or look like, I felt this pressure of fitting the mould and be succumbed to this white, perfect aesthetic, and that doesn’t feel right at all. Even when I tried to give in, something pulled me back and was like nah, this isn’t it. Naturally, I go against the mould and march to the beat of my own drum (can you guess what sign I am?). And through my practice I don’t follow many rules, I value imperfection, I keep it real. I don’t really care about fitting in or following the trends. I just want to paint.

So let’s make it more confusing. I am Seen Nombre. Seen Nombre is by me, Lupita Gonzalez. I want to be seen in my own way and I don’t want to be labeled as hella Mexican or not Mexican enough or not being trendy or whatever. I just want to put my art out there because I like sharing it and I like making things and it makes people happy. It makes me happy. My art evolves, the world evolves, we all evolve, and I am constantly evolving, so it’s no use being tied to something like a name or a brand or an aesthetic or a trend. I just want to be me. Now that I’m an adult I’m putting in the work to learn more about my culture and the symbols that I feel connected to and who I am as a Mexican-American female artist, which is beginning to become reflected in my art more and more.

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sabrondabrainrot · 1 month ago

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I've been waiting until my lunch break to yap more

But like!!! You get me!!! You see my vision!!!!

I think Nexus and especially Eclipse V1 have SO MANY story parallels at the moment.

Eclipse V1 was established as an error and mistake caused by OM running from his problems and inadvertently harming Sun by accidentally trapping Eclipse. Which also harmed Eclipse. So he lashed out and became a big bag which ultimately tripped Sun and Moon in their own heads. The entire conflict between them ends with OM forcing Sun's hand to use magic to permanently cast Eclipse away and hopefully killing him.

Still can't get over how Eclipse begged Sun not to and Sun actually did hesitate despite having his own attempts at reaching out to Eclipse brushed away. He had a lot of sympathy and at the very last moment he didn't want to kill Eclipse. That was the only option given to him at the moment and it actually didn't fix anything.

Basically a round two from then was started and what causes Sun to spiral etc etc. we all know what happened there.

But in my eyes I just see a repeat of history.

Nexus/new Moon was created by OM actions of once again running away from his problems. His actions once again harmed Sun and New Moon. When New Moon was at his lowest and reached out to the only person who might be able to help him he was given an answer that actively made him spiral worst and was straight up told to die. (Again you and most ppl already know all this hdfhh sorry for redundancy) And it caused him to act out and go off on his own etc etc.

Like Eclipse V1, Nexus is being made out to be this big bag guy because he made people feel intimidated and said some messed up stuff.

Another thing to point out. Eclipse V1 only killed once but was blamed actively for July 16th (he is partially responsible but he never killed those kids) similarly to how Nexus is being blamed for BloodMoon's death along with Earth's burns (Puppet implies that it's Nexus' fault that her hand and was forced)

So now we have the same set up again, a big bad that's somehow irredeemable despite showing signs and clear evidence he's not fully evil and can be redeemed.

I think it'd be neat if Sun has to once again face the consequences of OMs actions. (Similarly how he's also partially responsible for Eclipse V1 and Nexus own complexes...)

Once again Sun will have his hands forced to deal with a threat to himself and his family.

And he'll have to do it with a power he's not familiar with (the first time was magic he had no idea about and this time it'll probably be through NSP).

The big difference, when the chance is made and Nexus, like Eclipse V1 was, is beat down and Sun has the opportunity for the death blow. I think he'll stop. Not just hesitate, but actively choose not to kill Nexus.

Sun knows where it gets him when he kills threats. He's not a static character and I think he's grown and changed so much since Eclipse V1 and we know he actively regrets what happened to Eclipse and even BloodMoon (I'm so proud he forgave himself and moved on but that doesn't stop the regret)

Plus I know out of everyone he still loves Nexus.

Any ways this bled into my last break I hope you enjoy my crackpot rambles.

Join me next time I explain where I think Eclipse V1 ended up-

I'm sorry but "MY BEAUTIFUL PRINCESS WITH A DISORDER<3" really made my day and I needed you to know

🤣🤣🤣

I can't believe Nexus is bullying peepaw war criminal.

Do you think Nexus is going to be stopped by big bro Sun or do you think the lil guy is going beyond the point of no return?

(Please talk about baby cringe Lord Nexus, I want to hear about your blorbo 🙏)

That's because Nexus IS my beautiful princess with a disorder, I'll have you know <3 they're diseased but it's okay I can give them their tetanus and flu shots and it'll all be better I GOT THIS

But. ahem, okay, blorbo yapping time. I'm not even gonna say "I'll try to keep this short" because I know it wont end up that way HAHAHAHAHA

"Do you think Nexus is going to be stopped by big bro Sun or do you think the lil guy is going beyond the point of no return?"

I... have absolutely no idea!!!1! (and also it took me an embarrassingly long amount of time to realize peepaw war criminal was Ruin KJDFHSDF)

The most frustrating thing about canon Nexus is how his morals, motivations, and goals seem to see-saw back and forth all the time. at first, he became how he is now due to Solar's death. he spiraled in his grief, identity-issues, and abandonment. but... now his motivation is to become an all powerful god??? while it's most likely that NSP is at play and affecting his thought process, it's... well, it's really hard to take him seriously as a villain because of it, lol. for an audience to enjoy, and even sympathize in some cases, with a villain, their goals and motivations have to be concrete. they have to be relatable, or at least understandable, but Nexus' whole thing is... not, Imho. and I know I'm not the only person who feels this way!!!

I see a lot of people calling Nexus "cringe", and the thing is, when it comes to canon Nexus, they're not really... wrong??? The worst thing Nexus has done so far is make Old Moon see his past victims, which is fucked up of him to do, but.. so far, that's kind of it??? other than that, his "villainy" consists of saying empty threats and cheesy evil one-liners. hell, he was supposed to kidnap Sun yesterday but instead spent the whole episode yapping and venting to him, chasing Sun around in the worlds darkest game of tag before getting some lead right in the face dkfjhsdfsd

Also, notice how he's only targeted Old Moon when it comes to actual physical violence? not Lunar, Earth, Solar, or Sun, but Old Moon? yeah, I did too. we already know that Nexus does everything because he's lashing out, but as of rn the only target he's gotten his hands on physically being O.M...? well. I think it says a lot. cause' yeah, he sure as shit scared the life out of the other Celestials, but he's never put his hands on them!! the only other one of them he harmed physically was Earth- and not only was he not aiming for her, she was just in the way- he felt immediate regret for his actions once in space, and has yet to even see Earth ever since that day.

So, I really have no idea if he's going to be "redeemed" or not. one second he's showing signs he might be, and the next he's falling further down the "pretty badly written villain" rabbit-hole. if he does get something akin to a redemption arc, he'll prolly mostly be accepted in the eyes of the viewers, considering a lot of peeps sympathize or at least understand where he's coming from, but I seriously doubt the other Celestials would take him back. the only one's who might see him as family/a close friend again are Sun and Solar, but even then, nothing would ever be the same.

I hope he gets redeemed, or at least freed from the hold Dark Sun has on him and he's able to live his own life, I really do. at his core, Nexus is a good person. a good person who was crushed under the weight of the shadow of the man he was born under. and we know this because he used to be New Moon. sweet, dorky New Moon.

New Moon, who made inventions like sentient knives and whoopee cushions. New Moon, who had matching My Little Pony stickers with his best friend. New Moon, who bought a whole ass island-luxury-house for Sun because he wanted to make him feel better and give him the proper space to heal. and New Moon- the poor freshly-baked A.I who gave his all to make sure he could do everything that Old Moon could, but it just wasn't enough. he tried and tried and tried, but it wasn't enough.

So yeah, idk if he's getting one in canon, but to me, he more than deserves a good ending, for the life he was given. let him be at peace.

#brainrot #the sun and moon show #tsams #tsams nexus #tsams sun #tsams eclipse #eclipse V1 #new moon/nexus (tsbs)#yes i ramble too #you can yap to me about Nexus i love them so much #the sun and moon show nexus #tsams theory

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tgammsideblog · 2 years ago

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¨First Day Frights¨ Episode analysis (S1 E1B)

As a follow up to the the first episode ¨The Curse¨ we have the episode ¨First Day Frights¨. Based on the way Molly and Scratch interact with each other it appears that some days have passed since the events of ¨The Curse¨. Scratch is little bit more calm around Molly, he calls her by her name and the nickname ¨Mol¨ to mess with her in this scenario. Molly doesn’t hug Scratch as much as she did in ¨The Curse¨ and gets frustrated with him a few times.

In contrast to ¨The Curse¨, ¨First Day Frights¨ has better pacing and narrative. This is because the episode has a simple clear premise: Molly tries to make a good impression the first day of school while Scratch tries to ruin it so he is able to break the curse. This allows the interactions and jokes to flow better given that the plot doesn’t have to move every 2 seconds,

One of the highlights of ¨First Day Frights¨ is that it introduces two important characters: Libby Stein-Torres and Andrea Davenport. I have to say that i really like both characters introductions and how they have a history with each other. Libby has been treated like an outcast by Andrea for years for mispronouncing her name on 8th grade. This gives some hightsight that explains part of Libby’s anxious nature since she was pushed around by the other kids thanks to Andrea.

Andrea’s introduction quickly establishes her snobby-rich-girl attitude, her desire to get attention from others, something that gets explored later on during the season, and her status in Brighton’s highschool. It’s also a bit interesting how she tries to be friendly to Molly at first for to change when Molly accidentally mispronouces her name a few times.

Scratch gets a better exploration of his character too. His social status is brought a few times showing how he is treated like the "worst of the worst" in Ghost World. He isn't a popular ghost, which leads him to be kicked out of the "Haunty Haunts" club. He is both very lonely and mistreated by his ghosts peers, explaining in part why he didn't have any friends before the events of the show.

One of my favourite things about this episode is how Scratch ends up repeating the same treatment he receives in the Ghost World when he is trying to humiliate Molly at school. There is a certain lesson of "don't treat others the same way you wouldn't like to be treated" and how we repeat abusive behaviours if we live in a toxic enviroment. When Scratch realizes this, he decides to possess Andrea and free both Libby and Molly from their outcast status. This is a very sweet moment for his character because it is one of the first times Scratch is shown to care about other people and be able to regret his actions. He frees Libby as well, someone who he never interacted with, probably because he felt sorry about her.

On last note, I like seeing Molly not having all things go her way in the first day of school. In other animated series it feels like positive characters like Molly usually have it too easy and they don’t have much obstacles except from some exceptions. It was nice to seeing her struggle while her not giving up, demostrating she has a lot of determination in her goals. It was also satisfying seeing her getting angry at times. It gives her more dimension as a character that way.

In conclusion: I enjoyed this segment more than ¨The Curse¨ when i first watched the show. It’s a better introduction to the humor and the character dynamic of the series. It’s less chaotic, more clear in its narrative. If you ever want make someone get into this show make them watch ¨First Day Frights¨ too since they are more likely to get a better idea of what the show is about.

#The Ghost And Molly McGee #tgamm #tgamm First day frights #TGaMM Scratch #molly mcgee #andrea davenport #libby stein-torres #episode review

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icefire149 · 3 years ago

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Certain parts of season 14 and 15 just rub me the wrong way. Everything about the shift when Mary dies again to set up conflict between Dean and Cas just doesn’t hit right. So here’s a new way I’d do it:

Jack still accidentally murders Mary, but after zipping around the Earth in a panic, he goes to Castiel. He has no fear that he’ll lose Cas over this. It’s Sam and Dean that he’s worried about. Especially Dean since he was horrible when he was born. Dean only more recently seemed like he really cared about him. He can’t mess this up. Jack brings Cas back to the house and explains what happened.

We know Cas is a strategist and his mind would be in overdrive, because of course the Winchesters weren’t going to be okay with any of this. Hell, he’s barely keeping it together. Mary was his friend. But, Jack is his child and responsibility. And he loves him too much to let him suffer. So he devises a plan: Nick was trying to summon Lucifer from the Empty. He was succeeding. Jack and Mary were trying to stop him and Lucifer obliterated Mary. Jack wasn’t quick enough but he was able to send Lucifer back into the Empty and in a rage killed Nick. Now Jack is panicking because it’s still his fault, but not his fault. It’s Nick and Lucifer’s. And Jack while being mostly soulless is still a bit hesitant to weave such a lie to their family, but he agrees. Cas reassures him that the Winchesters will be devastated, but they’ll understand better this way. As a family, all of them will be able to grieve and move on eventually. Because: Nick shouldn’t have done what he did. It was high tension and everyone was upset, and it was inevitable an accident happened. It was just a terrible accident.

Distraught, Jack asks if there’s anything they can do to fix things? If they can bring Mary back? If they had a body....maybe. This leads Jack to want to see Rowena to see if she could just bring Mary back. They decide to try, but stick to the story. Cas gets zapped back to his truck and Jack goes to Rowena. So we have the similar situation where Jack in a panic tries to force Rowena to fix things and she tries, but also still tips off the Winchesters. Still the magic doesn’t work and Jack is scared. Sam and Dean get to the house and are a mess trying to make heads or tails of the mess. Automatically the blame is on Jack. They’ve been worried about his soul. He must have gone completely dark side. And we’ll note that Dean is the one crawling out of his skin pacing and ranting. Sam is more withdrawn. Jack flies into Cas’ truck when he’s almost there. Cas goes into the house first. He tells Jack to wait in the truck. Cas bars the doorway with his body while he tries to explain the ‘tale’ Jack told him in the car and how devastated he is over Mary and terrified of what they, Sam & Dean, will do next.

Dean believes Cas. It’s Cas. His anger rolls into grief & tears. His mom died. How did he get here where he has to bury her again. Cas comforts Dean with soft touch and words. He’s sorry. He’s so sorry. Cas gives into his own grief a bit. It’s Sam that continues to stand there in quiet rage. It’s like his whole lifetime of trauma is torn open again. And now there’s this new angry wound that’s only festered since Amara brought Mary back. Yes, he should be grateful that he’s gotten to know her at all, but.....it was never right. She never stayed long enough to really know him. Emotionally her bond with Dean was always stronger. He was always just a fly on the wall. She was his mom too. And now...even Cas is crying more than him. When the hell was she ever anything to him? Sam’s anger spirals, but he’s trying to keep it down. He keeps going over the house there. Something about everything isn’t sitting right with him. There’s something off. He knows it.

So with the funeral and going home to the bunker, things feel flipped. Jack and Cas were most worried about Dean, but it’s Sam they should be worried about. Dean is angry and upset, but he’s not blaming Jack. He’s actually trying to be there for Jack. This development has Cas over the moon, because this is all he ever wanted. For them to be a family. While Dean fell into the cycle of his father’s anger when Cas died s12/13....this time he’s being what he/John should have been. And Sam is the one sinking into John’s cycle of anger. Sam’s the one drinking a bit more. He’s quiet, but there’s an anger that’s clearly there. He’s distancing himself from Jack and Cas. Eventually he blows up and admits that he blames Jack and his soullessness. For all they know he hurt her / let her get hurt purposely. Which gets Cas angry and Sam flat out admits that he doesn’t trust Cas’ word. Something feels off to him, and this isn’t the first time Cas has tried to go behind their backs. He has quite the history of it.

This causes Sam, Dean, and Cas to go at it yelling. Jack overhears some and blames himself for ruining everything again. He’s been nothing but trouble for their family. Maybe it would be better if he just left. So he does. This ties us back to Jack being manipulated by Heaven. Dean and Cas are out trying to find him. All ties back in to Jack goes home and finds Sam alone in the bunker. And it’s easy to fall back into the trust Jack has always had with Sam. He’s always had Jack’s back. And he manipulates Jack, telling him that they’ve worked out a spell to bring Mary back. They altered the malak box spell work to harness and focus Jack’s powers. It should be enough. Dean and Cas will be back any minute with Rowena. Jack eagerly believes him and does as he’s told. Jack gets in the box and he stares up at Sam nervous. Sam tells him that there’s nothing to worry about anymore. Cas told them everything. They can fix things now. And Jack looks at him confused, everything? Sam presses that yes, Cas explained how it was an accident. Jack breathes a sigh of relief and then crumbles into tears, how he didn’t mean to. He asked her to stop, but she wouldn’t give him a moment to breathe and then..it was an accident. He didn’t mean to hurt her. And cold as ice Sam goes, I know, and closes the lid. Locking the box.

It’s a while before Dean and Cas make it back. Jack has enough time to completely unravel in his grief, and anger, and realization that Sam lied and tricked him. Everyone keeps manipulating him and lying. Dean and Cas get back and start arguing with Sam. Just like in the show, Jack breaks out and leaves. Sam still goes into it explaining the truth he got from Jack. Cas LIED. He covered up Mary’s death. He’s known the truth all along. Dean refuses to believe Sam. He’s mistaken.

Things roll into Moriah and Jack makes it so no one can lie. And because of that the truth finally comes out of Cas’ mouth. And Dean breaks. He tells Cas that he’s dead to him. Cas leaves to look for Jack on his own. Dean’s fury goes in on Jack. He never should have gotten attached. Jack was always a monster. All of this rolls into Chuck’s return and manipulation. He pushes Dean to kill Jack. And the puzzle pieces click into place for Sam. He realizes how much this is all a game to Chuck. Chuck pulled the strings to make every bad thing that’s happened in his life happen just for his own entertainment: Mom, their childhood, dad’s shitty parenting, Jess, demon deals, demon blood, Dean going to Hell, Ruby, the apocalypse, visions, unanswered prayers, EVERYTHING..... Chuck’s newest episode of entertainment was causing Jack to accidentally kill Mary and have to live with the consequences of losing his only family over it. Sam’s anger goes directly into Chuck.

He needs to get to Dean. Meanwhile Dean finds Cas and Jack in the cemetery. Cas gets between them and tries to talk Dean down. Dean is shaking with fury. He’s never been this mad before. He hated Jack for being born and getting Cas killed, and then he grew to love the kid as family, and he hates him for making him feel this much. He killed his mom, and lied about it. Cas tries to explain that he was trying to protect all of them. He was trying to maintain their family. Dean coldly goes, there’s no family here to maintain. I’m a hunter. Saving people and hunting monsters is the family business, and....I see two monsters in front of me. And he holds the equalizer up, shakily. Jack sends Cas flying so he can approach Dean. He understands what Dean has to do. He accepts it and he’s sorry. Jack gets on his knees and waits. Dean can’t quite do it. He’s trying.

Sam and Chuck get there. Sam starts yelling how Chuck set this whole thing up. Chuck is trying to make Dean do this...for his own entertainment. And everything rolls back into what the actual show did. Dean can’t kill Jack and Sam shoots Chuck. Everything continues to roll similarly as s15 did, but the divorce arc is leaning heavily on Dean is angry about Cas betraying him.

#spn #save #i hope this makes sense because i haven't reread it yet. i'm just seeing these ideas tie together in a painful vision

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fernweh-writes · 3 years ago

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Can I request the slashers with a reader with really watery eyes and whenever he/she/they blink it looks like their crying but their not and cause of that they constantly need water to drink? I have to deal with this when the pollens really bad where I live and I swear I'd be rich if i gain a dollar eachtime someone asks if I'm ok

Allergies are the worst as it is I can’t imagine having to deal with my eyes watering 24/7. Sorry this took so long to get to!

-Fern🌿

S/O With Bad Allergies

Michael Myers

Michael has a pretty good immune system and has never dealt with bad allergies. Guess he just got lucky. So seeing your eyes water so much just because of the pollen kind of freaks him out.

At first, he genuinely thought that you were crying. His first thought was that he was fixing to have to quickly take care of a new victim, assuming that someone has messed with you.

After you catch him staring though you quickly figure that he’s worried. You’ll have to reassure him multiple times that it’s just your allergies and that he won’t have to hunt anyone down today.

Still doesn’t believe that you aren’t crying until it continues over the course of a few days. Then he figures that it’s best to not let you get dehydrated. It may seem like Michael is never around but you’ll be finding glasses of water all over the house. It’s his way of reminding you to drink water.

Bo Sinclair

When Bo first catches you dabbing at your eyes with a tissue, of course his first thought is that you’re crying. His first instinct is to turn and run. Bo does care about you but he doesn’t handle crying people very well and all he can think about at that moment is making a getaway.

Sadly, you catch him before he can bolt. “Hey, Bo, do we have any more tissues? My allergies are killing me and my eyes won’t stop leaking.”

You have no clue how relived he is that your eyes are just watering from allergies and you’re not bawling. He can handle allergies better than he can crying, so don’t worry, Bo to the rescue!

When he brings you a box of tissues he also makes sure to bring you a bottle of water. Although his thoughts are less about you getting dehydrated from your eyes watering and more of just knowing that it’s good to drink water when you’re sick.

Vincent Sinclair

I still believe that Vincent has a lot of medical knowledge. So when he catches you wiping away at your eyes even though you’re not sobbing or sniffling he puts two and two together pretty quickly.

Because of this, he’s also pretty well at handling the situation. He’ll quickly return with allergy meds, a box of tissues, and of course water. Louisiana is already hot, he can’t have you getting dehydrated because of your allergies.

He keeps his brothers from giving you weird looks and asking questions as well. Vincent knows he hates being stared at and wouldn’t want his brothers to make you feel the same way. Besides, even if you were crying it’s none of their business.

Your his so it’s job to worry over you and take care of you not his brothers. Expect him to keep you close to him until you recover a little bit. He may be just a little bit possessive over you.

Brahms Heelshire

You freak him out a little bit when he first witnesses the symptoms of your allergies. Brahms has lived a very sheltered life and hasn’t been exposed to anyone being very sick so it’s something new for him.

When you reassure him that you’re not crying it’s just your allergies he’s just even more confused honestly. You’re really telling him plants made you cry? Brahms may be smart when it comes to literature and history but he’s hopeless with anything science related.

Still he does his best to help you out. He’ll be more lenient with the rule following and the schedule. Brahms might even be sweet enough to let you sleep in and rest some.

He’ll be easily frustrated by the fact you’re not taking care of him like normal though. Because of this you can still expect the occasional tantrum, however, luckily for you, it’s not directed at you and it’s Brahms not knowing how to deal with his frustration.

Thomas Hewitt

When he sees you and thinks you’re crying he freaks out. Immediately begins wondering what happened. Did you get hurt? Are you injured? Did Hoyt or Monty do something to you?

After explaining to him that you’re just dealing with really bad allergies he immediately takes you to Luda Mae. She always takes care of everyone when they’re sick, so surely she’ll know how to help you.

She’ll give you tea and send you up to bed to get some rest. Sends Thomas to keep an eye on you and makes sure he gets you to drink plenty of water. It’s already easy to get dehydrated in the Texas weather, much less with your eyes watering like crazy.

Thomas will stay by your side the entire time to make sure that you’re okay, fetching you anything you need or want. He’s worried sick about you and just wants you to feel better and not look so sad and miserable.

Billy Loomis

He’s scared of emotions and while he can play the part of very concerned boy next door type of boyfriend he really wants nothing more than to get the hell away before you notice him.

Even once you explain to him that no you’re not crying, he’s still not going to be much help. If you needed him to murder fight someone for you, then he could help. But a really bad case of allergies? Sorry, you’re on your own.

Still, if you insist of going somewhere he’s watching over you like a hawk. Billy will deter anyone from asking you if you’re okay, knowing that you hate being confronted about crying when really your eyes just won’t stop watering.

Still, he’s not stupid and pretty much forces you to drink water. It’s the closest thing you’re going to get to affection from him during this. He’s trying his best okay.

Stu Macher

Stu was most likely rambling on about who knows what when he looks up and you’re wiping away at all the tears on your face. The best response he can think of is a very uninterested, “what are you crying about?”

Much like Billy he’s not much help besides making sure you drink plenty of water.

He’s also more likely to make fun of you that anyone else. Billy keeps people from asking questions or making fun while Stu is the one asking questions and bullying you. He loves you but he’s not going to pass up the chance to pick on you.

Of course, he’ll stop if you tell him that it bother you but if you don’t speak up he’ll go on and on. If someone else tries to make fun of you though, then he just might start a fight. He can make fun of you, anyone else just has a death wish.

Asa Emory

Again, doesn’t do emotions. Asa doesn’t see himself as an emotional person and doesn’t do good at comforting others or dealing with their emotions. So when he sees what he thinks to be crying he’s going to try his hardest to sneak away.

Asa can be very awkward when it comes to trying to take care of you. He’s not sure what to do considering having a relationship with anyone is very foreign to him.

Still, you’re his responsibility and it’s his job to take care of you so he’ll do his best. Asa sends you constant reminders throughout the day to drink water so that you don’t get dehydrated. It’s best if you listen, cause even if he isn’t home all day, he’ll know. Asa always knows.

Jesse Cromeans

As soon as Jesse spots you he rushes over to figure out what’s wrong. Scooping you up into his arms, he’ll be checking over you to make sure you’re not injured.

Once you explain to him that it’s just your allergies he’s still going to be a big mother hen about the whole ordeal. Have you drank water? You can’t get dehydrated! You haven’t taken your allergy meds? He’ll stand over you to make sure that you take them.

He’s very protective so if he feels the need to he’ll have his medical team check in on you to make sure that it is just your allergies. Jesse just hates seeing you be miserable and will do anything in his power to help you.

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