#I WASN'T GONNA FEEL SORRY FOR SAMSON BUT THEN I DID

[nirikeehan]

happy friday!!! can i request thalia/samson, the world tarot prompt? 🌎🔮💜

Once I stopped screaming, I decided to commit an atrocity. Then I made myself sad.

the world: fulfillment, experience, completion;  “Do you remember, back when…” possible AUs/settings/ideas: old age, happy end, fantasy world au

I'll just go ahead and spoil the game and say this will likely go at the beginning of the next chapter of Through a Glass, Darkly as a dream sequence Samson has. Any similarities to the opening scene of Witcher 3 is entirely intentional.

For @dadrunkwriting

WC: 1142

CW: Implied misogyny, a tiddy or two, a fake child briefly in peril I guess???

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The warm breeze wafted in through the open door to the balcony, bringing with it the smell of spring. Samson thought he might never get that scent again: the sea salt mingled with flowering juniper as it blew up from the Wounded Coast. The sunlight gauzy filtering through the was yellow as lemon. 

He stood in the tower of the keep, the chambers they’d chosen for their own. It had all the trappings of splendor: a four-poster bed; large, round tub in which to luxuriate; vanities and armoires and writing desks for the lady, and of course the large, taxidermied halla atop which some of their more adventurous love-making had taken place. 

How long had it been since they’d settled here? He chose not to remember. 

He moved freely, easily, with no armor nor burden. Weapon and shield had been lain down a number of years ago, and it was strange to admit he didn’t miss them. He had spent so much of his life fighting and scraping for survival, but he had traded it all in when the battles had been won. 

And of course, the main attraction. Stretched nude on her side on a chaise lounge, long hair wrapped in a towel from her recent bath, Thalia faced away from him, nose buried in a large tome. He admired the view, the shapely curve of her hip and ass, the barest hint of breast. 

He chuckled low in his throat. “That book really so interesting you couldn’t wait to put clothes on first?” 

“I don’t hear you complaining,” Thalia replied drily. 

“No, and you won’t, neither.” He sidled closer. The tilt of her neck was delicate and supple, her skin creamy soft. A fair number of years separated him from her, but that had never bothered them. He might be sliding gracelessly into old age, but Thalia remained as beautiful and nubile as the first time he saw her.

He leaned down, pressing a kiss on her neck, then her shoulder. “D’you think it’s odd, the way we met?” 

“I don’t know what you mean.” Her voice was light and coy. 

“Oh, you do.” 

He gently pulled the towel from her head, letting the damp wine red waves fall down about her shoulders and back. He threaded one hand through her hair and with the other reached around to squeeze her tit. She let out a delicious sigh, arching her back into his touch. 

“Remind me,” she whispered. 

He buried his face in her scented hair. “We were trying to kill each other,” he murmured. “You and that bore of a Commander, you were trying to find a way to break my armor. And I was working for a deluded monstrosity who fancied himself a god.” He felt a thrill of triumph, saying the words aloud. Like uttering blasphemies in the middle of Chantry service. 

Thalia dropped the book and twisted around to face him. She threaded arms around his neck and pressed herself close to him. “Ah, yes. I do remember now.” She threw her head back and looked at him through coquettish lashes. “I’m glad we managed to get past that, aren’t you?”

Maker, he wanted to take her right here, on this damn reclining chair. He climbed onto it beside her, and she pulled him down, giggling. 

“Don’t forget,” Thalia murmured in his ear as he showered her with kisses, “you’re wanted in the yard.” 

Samson groaned, halting with his lips on her clavicle. He rose above her and gazed down, annoyance mixed with fondness. “I bloody forgot.” 

“You forgot sword practice? For shame.” Thalia wriggled beneath him, smiling brightly — the little tease. 

He pushed himself to sitting, scrubbing a hand down his stubbly face. “She’s your daughter. What’s she need with swords? Can’t she just—?” He waved his hand around in a vague approximation of what it seemed to him mages could do. 

“She’s your daughter too.” Thalia leaned down beside him to retrieve her book. He watched the graceful curve of her back, the spring to her bosoms as she righted herself. “And she wants to learn swordplay.” 

Samson sighed, squinting out the round archway to the sweet morning. “She’s probably at the smithy anyhow, with Maddox.” 

The name hit him like a sour note in a pleasant melody. His chest twinged. Why should Maddox be here? The poor lad is—

“Teaching her everything he knows,” Thalia finished, although he hadn’t spoken aloud. Or had he? He stared at her, confused, but her pretty head was buried again in the wide, heavy tome. “You think soon she’ll start bringing us those little paper cranes he makes?” 

Samson stood, unsettled. “I never told you that.”

“Never told me what?” She did not look up. 

“The cranes. I never told anyone. That even after they made him Tranquil, he could still—” Samson broke off, his throat tight. 

“Love, what are you talking about?” Thalia gazed at him, wide eyes as blue as the day’s azure sky.  

“Nothing,” Samson said quickly. “It’s nothing. Forget it.” He leaned down and kissed her on the top of her head. “I’ll go check on the little one.”

He left her, strolling to the tower balcony that would lead him down to the inner bailey. Samson curled his fingers around the marble balustrade’s edge and fought his growing sense of unease. Everything was fine. Everything was bleeding perfect. Why did he have to ruin it? Why did he always have to—

A glint of red below drew his attention, and Samson caught sight of her: the tiny ragamuffin, with a mop of curly hair that matched her mother’s, but his dark eyes. She was dressed in old Templar recruit leathers — Maker knew where’d she’d got those — and proudly hoisted a wooden sword over her shoulder. She waved at him in the bright sunshine, flashing a gap-toothed smile. Nine, now, maybe? Or ten? The years hardly mattered anymore. 

“You comin’ down or what, Papa?” She sounded born and bred in Lowtown, just like him. 

“In a minute, sweetling.” Samson wanted to savor this moment for a little longer. Before… before what? 

The red of her hair captivated him — the deep scarlet, pulsating almost, like the veins that had cut through the towering crystals. Lyrium. Red lyrium. When it had once threatened to consume the world. 

A cloud passed over the sun; the sky darkened, and Samson’s mouth drew as dry as ash. “Wait. No. No, this isn’t right…”

There was a great crack of thunder. The blue sky disappeared, as did the thick tree line that extended toward the horizon. Above, clouds roiled in grey and green. The little one let out a scream. Surrounding her were the great glowing crystals, extending up and up, overtaking the walls of the keep, choking out the forest, blotting out what was left of the sun. 

[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

01/22/2024 Daily Recap

Hey all! It's been a long day huh? I wanna apologize ahead of time, whatever sickness my kiddo had last week finally got me so I'm not feeling terribly well. I'm gonna do my best to articulate todays events for ya!

===Renew As A Crew====

So the very first thing I want to touch on today is updates from @renewasacrew. As you may have heard, they were going to be changing leadership as the shift in priorities changed from renewing to saving OFMD. That being said, the leadership change happened over this weekend with some hiccups (I don't know what the hiccups were entirely and I'm not going to speculate, if you wanna delve down that twitter hole you can, but having been in it for today I'd recommend against it for your mental health, and we don't want to be drawing a bunch of media attention to it) there's a lot of confusing information, and as we know things can get conflated fast if we don't have all the pieces to the puzzle-- let's not speculate and wait for the to come out with more info.

So what I'm focusing on today is @renewasacrew's message to please give them some time and practice some patience while they get back up and running. This also includes anyone you happen to know on twitter working with them, for example: @TheCozyPirate. Let's give them some grace, they've been steering us well so far.

The good news is, several folks, on tumblr: @iamadequate1, @quirkysubject, @asgardian--angels, On twitter: @havethisonelife @yougotoofast @Lcmwriter100, we have all we need to keep going for a few days while things get ironed out. (If I forgot someone please let me know, sorry I am half awake tonight)-- see the HOW CAN YOU HELP section below.

One thing I will mention-- we are moving so very fast right now. It's only been 13 days since the announcement that OFMD wasn't renewed, and we've accomplished SO MUCH. So when there's a lull, it's going to feel like things are standing still and maybe something is going wrong. Don't fall into despair, that's just how things go with negotiations. Take a break, take a breath, and just keep on Polite Menacing until we hear more from the leadership team.

===How can you help?===

**Go to visit the DAILY RENEWAL TASK LIST there's lots of ideas and ways you can help! Have more? Shoot me a dm! I'm happy to add stuff!**

*Note: To our international fans, I promise I'm working on a write up for you as well I've just been sick today and have been able to finish!*

Something new today-- a lot of you have expressed your desire to help in the @renewasacrew efforts. Well if you did-- and still want to, now you can volunteer! Many thanks to @redshiftsinger for getting this up so quick!

Please visit their survey: Volunteer Intake form and fill out how you may be able to help!

=== Cast and Crew Sightings ===

As if on cue, Chaos dad reached out to everyone on twitter today to express some encouragement!

He also saw we were at 77K and posted his astonishment!

Some folks have been a bit weary about his vagueness today, but as we know, Daddy Jenkins is the king of vague-- and he has to be! If there are contracts in the works, he can't be hinting at things. Don't lose hope!

===Samson Kayo ===

Our beloved Oluwande updated his IG with some pictures and a message. If you have IG I'm sure he'd appreciate some love!

Next up was our favorite Captain, Rhys Darby, promoting a fellow comic @jamesroguecomedy over on IG!

And our pirate queen Ruibo Qian was making posts about saving ofmd and fanart about Zheng! Featuring folks you probably know around tumblr: @mistysblueboxstuff and @tsutsu_ya over on twitter

=REMINDER: Cross Fandom Watch Party! on 01/23/2024 1 PM PT, 4PM ET=

Looks like there's gonna be some cross fandom watch parties on twitter you're welcome to tune in for Jan 23-26 on twitter. They'll be watching good omens in an effort to try and get engagement up with PrimeVideo. It sounds like it'll be similar to the LubeAsACrew but with Good Omens fans! Thank you to @Dandeebakes on Twitter for getting these organised!

Hashtags to use: #PirateOmens #AdoptOurCrew #SaveOFMD, and helps to @PrimeVideo

===Articles===

New article, but take it with a grain of salt, see @TheCozyPirate's message:

Our Flag Means Death's marketing was concerned about the shock of violence in the show

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Alright lovelies. Here we are again, I told you it'd be quick. Today was very very very busy. Take a break and get some sleep ya? Lean on your crew, we are here to support each other. I'll end with a quote from Tolkien (it being all of us in your crew):

"May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out."

Tonight picture features Taika and his "I love you eyes" at Rhys. Thats me, I'm Taika, I love you all.

PS: Idk why this isnt showing up in my recaps repository but ill figure it out in the morning.

[aggravatetheaxe]

GRABBER X GN READER PT I

I just wanted to get this out there and I haven't even edited it, so sorry if something's weird. I'll probably do a Part 2 because I have Ideas, but I knew I wouldn't be able to finish it tonight so I just wanted to get this out there for now.

Reader is heavily implied to be male but it's never clearly stated.

NSFW, minors please DNI. The Grabber is not a you-know-what and I'm not gonna fight about it so save your energy.

music: x

words: 1,271

Masterlist

***

Boulder probably didn't want you back at this point.

Could you blame them? You'd been taking bribes since the beginning of your tenure. In the back of your mind, you'd known that it was only a matter of time until you were found out. You hadn't expected it to be your best friend ratting you out.

So, your prospects in that town were fucked. Time for a new place. A new best friend. Max still called you sometimes. He was a real loser, but he'd been a good friend in college, and ... hey, now you were a loser, too, right? Permanent stain on your record, no other skills. All 'cause you had wanted a little extra spending cash.

Fuck.

Denver sucked. You had to take a bus to everything. In Boulder, everything was within walking distance - trendy because of the college. Denver was cement and steel. Boulder had grass and trees and beautiful brick buildings. Denver had...

Well, Denver had Al.

Honestly, you couldn't help but cringe at your feelings for Max's older brother. Not only was he off-limits in so many ways, but you weren't usually attracted to men like him. Quiet, mild, awkward. He wasn't exactly the kind of man you tended to attract, either. And yet the way he looked at you with those deep brown eyes ... furtively, almost sadly sometimes. You couldn't help but wonder if there was something between you.

Or maybe he just wanted you to get out of his fucking house - definitely a possibility. Max didn't seem to notice, but Al was obviously inconvenienced by his presence. And then you entered the picture. If he wasn't such a doormat, you imagined he would have put his foot down.

But he didn't. He got real angry sometimes. Furious enough that he shook, at you or at Max. But then he'd go away, and in the morning, everything would be - in his words - peachy keen.

Sometimes he was easy to read; other times, he was impossible. Maybe he felt nothing but contempt for you. He was truly a fucking weirdo - like, just weird as hell - so maybe what you perceived as sexual tension was just him being himself.

The last thing you wanted to do was come on to him and risk your housing and what was left of your reputation. That was another thing about Boulder vs Denver ... no one noticed if you hooked up with a TA. In this stupid suburb, everyone wanted to know your business.

Over time, you'd gotten used to giving the affection you might have given to Al to his dog instead. Not that you'd be taking Al on walks and giving him squeaky toys, but, y'know. He (the human) seemed to like that. Sometimes you'd catch him watching you and Samson, and you'd think he was looking at Mother Theresa.

"You're really not scared of him?" he'd ask.

"Why would I be?"

Most of the time he'd pause, then stutter, then shake his head and say, "Oh, nothing. Never mind." But a couple nights ago, he'd been bolder. Almost - almost - aggressive, like the question was really bothering him. "He's a guard dog! He's trained to kill." Then he'd added as an afterthought, like it might take the edge off his tone, "Silly goose..."

You scoffed, brushing knuckles against your corduroy pants. "Are you gonna set him on me?"

Again, he stuttered, before an answer came to him much more naturally than you'd ever think it could: "Only if you're naughty."

That ... interesting choice of words had zapped your nerves, and you'd been thinking about it ever since. So, he wanted to fuck you, right? Either that or you were going crazy. But how did you come out and ask a man about that? A man like Al Shaw, anyway.

You didn't.

Clearly, though, a man like Al Shaw didn't come out and ask you, either. You skirted around each other in the kitchen, you mumbled good-nights (if he was around; he kept weird hours), cleaned up after Max together silently. If you were lucky enough to get a moment alone where you could speak with him, he was stingy with the eye contact. Like he thought looking at you would make something bad happen to him.

Eventually, you couldn't help it. You asked him about it. It was one of those nights he was puttering around the kitchen, waiting for everyone to go to sleep. He was shirtless this time. He sometimes was, sometimes with that weird illusionist mask on (you didn't ask questions - again, weirdo). But tonight, just shirtless.

"Al."

He jumped slightly and turned. A mug of coffee steamed in one hand. "Huh? What's - Geez, you scared the heck outta me."

"Take a chill pill, boss." You hopped up to sit on the counter, cocking a brow at him. "If you drink that, you'll be up all night."

He averted his eyes, humming against the rim of the mug.

"I wanted to talk to you."

"About what?" His shoulders were slumped, like he was trying to hide his bare chest from you. He was so much more comfortable with a sweater on, or those stupid polyester bowling shirts he loved. Why didn't he just wear a shirt? And, of course, he wouldn't look at you.

"About us."

He said nothing, but you could practically hear him tighten up like a rubber band.

"Look, I know you don't like me much. You never look at me, you avoid me. I know you want your house to yourself again. That's fair, man. I have a job interview on Monday."

He raised his head slightly, looking at your knees.

"If everything goes according to plan, I'll be out of your hair in no time. You'll just have to deal with Max, I guess."

Again, he said nothing, and you figured he wasn't going to. That was fine - or that's what you told yourself, despite the way your heart clenched. There was something about this guy...

This was stupid. You slipped off the counter and turned to leave. "Just wanted to keep you upd - "

A hand - way stronger than you could have imagined, and you'd imagined his hands a lot - clamped around your wrist, yanking to turn you toward him again. He was closer than he'd been in weeks, looking down at you with tears in his big brown eyes.

"Don't leave."

You were at a loss for words for a few moments. "I ... but Max - "

"When Max goes, you can stay. You're no trouble. Samson likes you. I like the company. The extra money for mortgage is nice. I don't ... I don't like to cut things out. Balancing the checkbook is so stressful. Daddy left behind a lot, but you know ... I don't make much. I don't make much. You're not in the way. Max can leave. He's always asking for money. But you don't. It's okay. You ... can stay."

It all came out like a deluge, and with each statement, his grip seemed to get tighter. It was your gasp of pain that finally stopped him. He released you as though you'd burned him and took a step back. Neither of you said anything.

Then he turned around, fists curled on the counter, knuckles white - and a voice that hardly sounded like his ground out from his chest: "Get in bed. It's past your bedtime." He drew a shaky breath and managed, "One ... two ..."

Despite you being well into your thirties, you backed out of the kitchen and jogged to the guest bedroom before he could get to three. Your heart raced with fear ... and excitement. No one had ever spoken to you like that, not even your father.

This guy was such a freak.

So why were you throbbing?

***

Part II

Masterlist

[rozetheeuwu]

HI sorry idk if ur still wanting questions but i thoguht of another i rlly wanna know

What characters that didnt get any/very little interactions in game do you wish got to have some time together?

I'm not sure if you time together with the player or with other characters so I'm gonna do both. ;w;

Characters I wanted to have more time in general:

Blake

Elias

Ace

Zero

Sirius

Sigmund

Would've loved to see more of them and learn more about them and their past. We mainly see Blake's childhood from Cal's perspective and what we do learn from Blake is that their father was abusive. I would've loved to see how it was like for him and how he felt more in detail. I also wish there was more than 1 post game quest with him. Don't get me wrong I loved the quest with him and Cal finally just talking about what happened and getting a fresh start, but it would've been fun to hang out with just him some more.

Also really wanted to see more of him in the future >:( Give me (Slightly) mellowed out Blake!

Same pretty much goes for Zero and El. Fuck, both only got a sidequest that's optional depending on the choices you make in game. I pretty much never actually got the Zero sidequest on my own (A friend lend me their savefile to check it out though!) Did you know he got an Articuno just for Lumi? That's so sweet!

We do get an amazing lore from El in the reshiram route, but still kinda sad that we didn't get more.

We did see quite a bit of Ace, but they disappeared after the sewers and wasn't seen again until late postgame!

I wanted to interact with them more and see more of them!

All we know from Sirius's past is told to us by other characters/diaries. And that's not much. Wish we could've seen a bit of him during the celebi or Dialga/Palkia sidequest or something.

Sigmund: We did get a lot of info on him during the Jirachi quest but we didn't get to interact with him at all after the events in Tanzan.

I mean, we can get friendship points with the man, just for him to die no matter what you do.

I wanted him to pay for his actions and see his mistakes during postgame. I wanted him to realize what he did to Saphira, her sisters and the other kids was abusive and that he apologized for it or something.

It just feels... Sad and empty now.

Character interactions with each other I wanted to see:

Cal and Blake:

I know pretty much most of Blake's encounters involves Cal but I just wanted to see them be brother's again working on their relationship, ya know? Or at least a scene in the future where they're close again...

Blake and Heather:

We did see them together in Blake's character ending, but since that's optional I'm putting it here anyway. Would've at least wanted to see one more interaction.

Radomus and El:

Haha, funny old men go bickering.

Titania and Shelly:

I love them so much, I want to see them talking about books or something.

Serra and Shelly:

Same reason as above, but less excited about that.

The rivals:

The shenanigans... We could've had them in a postgame quest where you had to chase a legendary trio or something.

Would've been so funny!

Noel and Shelly:

Idk, they're friends but we never get to see them interact much!! I want to see their friendship!

Zero with any of the fellow (ex) team meteor members:

Would've been so fun to see him be awkward as shit around them

Like they don't know him as his own person, they know him as ZEL

Elias and Taka:

Gimme it, they should talk about Solaris and the past or something idk!!! Let Taka and his other dad El talk!!

Elias and Terra:

Purely because of the future scene.

Ace and Ciel:

This should speak for itself. I need this.

Samson and literally anyone:

Unlike Terra and Ciel he pretty much knows no one there as much as he knows them. Let him and Victoria arm wrestle. Let him and Blake take shots. Let him carry Shelly, Heather, Noel and Anna at the same time.

There's probably a lot more that I can't think of right now, but yeah.

Hope I answered your question properly sdkgjdkflg

[shinobirain24]

Jonny Kent was in the underwater Fortress of Attitude, the Titans' secret HQ in Jump City, on his desk, doing his homework after another boring routine in school. Until Don Allen showed up in a Flash.

"Hey-o!" He shouted, excitedly. Causing Jonny to yelp and fell from his chair. "Whoa! Ow!" He then gets up, still feeling the pain from his head. "Dude, what the heck?!" Jonny shouted.

"Sorry, bro! But I got news! I asked Meloni out on a date and she said yes!" Don told the Kryptonian hybrid.

"Don, that's great! Wait, Meloni? As in the girl you met in Keystone High who rejected you every time?" Jonny asked. Remembering how he kept mentioning Meloni despite not having met her yet.

"Right! Wait, how did you know?" Don asked.

"Super hearing, remember?" Remarked Jonny.

"Okay, true. But it looks like her mind was already set. Guess she cannot resist my charm." Don said.

"More like she got too annoyed to say no now." The two turned to see Damian next to them. As if he appeared out of nowhere like a ghost. "Gah!" They yelped.

"Dude, you gave us a heart attack, quit scaring us!" Jonny yelled.

"Listen Allen. Dawn told me that something about this Meloni girl isn't right. And you know what, she had been up to something and it starts with you." Damian said, after having been told by Don's sister, Dawn about Meloni. Both had agree that Meloni cannot be trusted. But Don doesn't believe them.

"What?! Pfft! Come on, Damian. That's my sister saying I am not allowed to date the girl I liked because of her say-so. Or maybe it's because she's jealous." Don scoffed.

"Yeah, D. For once, you should try to be a bit less hostile. Especially when you're a bit angsty towards girls." Jonny points out.

"Since when?" Damian scoffed back.

"Oh, I don't know. Like the time you were tracking Icicle Jr.'s daughter when she was just having a normal shopping day with Mareena for a girl's hangout day."

"I was making sure she wasn't doing some robbery attempt! Or trying to hurt Aquagirl."

"Or the time you and Lian were at each other's throats having a sword duel, and consequently destroyed our fitness room."

"Oh, please, she was an amateur swordswoman who cannot draw her sword right."

"And who can forget the time you were spying on Zoe Lawton disguising as a Star Academy student, when she was just doing a normal day in school?"

"I was only trying to keep her dad from doing any more manhunts."

"Oh, and what about-!"

"Okay, okay! You guys made your point." Damian sighed in defeat. "Still, isn't this strange that the girl who constantly rejected you suddenly accepted the invitation? And why would you go out with someone like her?" Damian asked.

"Best answer. It's because I think she is cool. The way she doesn't take my flirting seriously, that's what I like about her. Plus she's got a competitive streak. That's cool too." Don explains.

Meanwhile, Meloni proceeded with the mission to destroy the Allens at once. Walking in the alleys. She then communicated her father. "Meloni here." She greeted. Then felt offended for what he said next. "Come on, Dad. I had gotten this far to get that annoying flirt nearby so that I can finish him."

The conversation continued. "I know, I know, Dad. Look, Don Allen asked me out on a date. Once I get him off guard, he won't see it coming. Once the process was complete, we can finally wipe out the Allens from history." Meloni then hangs up.

But to her shock upfront, Dawn Allen was standing here, glaring at Meloni. And marched up to her in fury. "You'll never get away with this. I know what you're up to and it will never work. You're gonna have to get through me first, Meloni Samson. Or should I call you, Meloni Thawne." Dawn warned her.

Instead of being offended that Dawn found out her identity. Meloni just smirked. "Aww. Still angry that my ancestor killed your granny? Well that's too bad. Your brother is kinda cute. But it's ashamed that I came back in time to eliminate him."

"I won't let you near him if it's the last thing I do. I told Robin about you and he will make sure that what happens next, you're done for." Dawn retorted. "And I am gonna make sure you don't harm my family."

"But who is your brother going to believe? Me or you?"

"What my dad and grandpa had to go through was because of your family. But I will make sure my brother will not suffer because of you. So you better watch out, Thawne." Dawn growled at her as she pushed her shoulder to walk pass her.

Back home in Central City. Meloni sighed as she felt the anxiety of being found out about her plan. "Argh! She better not spill out about my plan. Oh, well. It's not like Don will believe his own sister, right? I mean it's not like I will date him for long, he's an Allen after all. Still, what does that dumb blonde speedster see in me?" Meloni yawned as she laid her head on the table and sleep.

Then Meloni had a strange dream of a wedding aisle and Don stood next to her. And the female speedster found herself in a wedding dress. And his friends were in the seats cheering for the couple. "Let's hear it from the happy couple, people!" Said the reverend.

Then the two leaned in for a kiss. As the crowd keeps clapping. "Congratulations!"

"Good luck, Man!"

"Oh, god no!" Meloni cried after waking up from what she called a nightmare. She then realized it was nothing but a dream. And sighed in relief. "What a weird dream. I must be having too much caffeine. The sooner I finish this, the better."

Meloni fell into exhaustion again and her head rest on the table once more. Until thoughts of Don ran into her head again. And it annoyed her too much. "Argh!"

[ducknotinarow]

Yvonne’s arms were crossed, a smile tugged onto red painted lips as she stares at Raph for a moment. Yvonne soon gives a faint laugh as she approaches him, shaking her head slightly,

“Donnie is such a terrible liar, you know that right?” Yvonne asks, still smiling at him, “You told them, didn’t you?” 

A hand lifts, finger pressing to his beak before Raph can say a word,

“I’m not mad, get that thought outta your head before you even think it Big Red.” 

And while her hand is up there, she might as well playfully boop his nose, just cause. If anything, it just helps prove she’s not upset with him, still laughing quietly. Tilting her head, Yvonne softens her smile slightly,

“You guys are such dorks, seriously; none of you had to do any of what you did, not that I don’t appreciate it, because, really, I do,” Yvonne tells him, “But Raph, what my brothers...” She pauses, soon correcting herself, “Sorry, what Cyrus, Demetrius, Jordan, Samson, and Tobias did to me, well, it’s not your guys responsibility to make up for it, it’s theirs - not that it’s ever gonna happen, but that’s besides the point.” 

Even though she still had a lot to process and understand, threads of lies to unravel, and rose tinted glasses to break, Yvonne had begun to really understand the harsh truth’s of the World she grew up in. It would take a while to really understand it all, but she feels confident she'll be okay with her real family at her side,

“The point is, I already knew you guys are my family, I already know you guys cared about me, and you didn’t have to do any of what you did for me to know that,” Yvonne goes on, always one to ramble when emotional, “I do appreciate everything you and our brother did though," She doesn't even notice how she called them 'our' instead of 'yours', "I don’t think I’ve been so cared for in my life - you lot do know how to make a girl feel special.” 

A small shuffle forward, and Yvonne rests her head against Raph’s arm - it had been nearly a minute without touching him and it felt wrong,

“I suppose, what I’m trying to say is...thank you; really, I mean it, thank you, from the bottom of my heart," She makes sure to meet his gaze, “This has been a wonderful week, honestly, but please, if I ever talk to you about my old life, don’t feel obligated to do anything for me - having someone to talk to about it with is more than enough.” 

And now she’s cuddling up to his side, just how she likes to,

“And, well, seeing that you all did something special for me for the week, I wanna do something special for you guys, starting with Big Red,” Yvonne grins, “That’s you, by the way,” As if he didn’t know she was talking about him, “So, how can I properly thank you for being the best boyfriend a girl can ever hope for? Name it, and I'll do it babe.” 

| Muse interaction

It wasn't so much on purpose to have keep Yvonne around the lair, more well feeling she might just need some time to rest. Likely really rest away from her shop and and at the lair well she could just chill around and relax and there were plenty of people around for her to enjoy some company with for a change of pace with. Now he was in the middle of trying to make up some tea for her pop's always seem to find tea to be a good way to settle in and relax when he needed it at least. Just standing in the kitchen waiting for the water. Looking around he noticed the toaster was missing. Not able to focus on that long though when He heard the sound of a laugh, turning to find Yvonne making her way in of course he just smiled as a way to welcome her into the room with him. About to ask what had her laughing as she was though? Till she spoke up to answer the unasked question for him.

“Donnie is such a terrible liar, you know that right?”

"uh yeah pretty much, guy can't lie to save his life he's to obvious like when we sneakin' out and pop's caught us pretty much gives away what wer' up ta. Also never shows up to out human speakin' practices'" he shakes his head a bit. Not once thinking about why she would be bring that up though.

“You told them, didn’t you?” 

Told them? told them....oh! Quick to turn his head to face her so he could at least express just how much he had say he didn't want her thinking he spilled every little detail on what she sort of told Raph after all, only to be met with a finger set to his beak to prevent him from speaking she wasn't done speaking herself just yet it seemed.

“I’m not mad, get that thought outta your head before you even think it Big Red.” 

oh well that's good at least, he sighs a little relief smiling when she took the moment to 'boop' the end of his snout just now. He was a bit worried even if he had given them even less information she gave him, they all picked up on it like he had with that bit.

“You guys are such dorks, seriously; none of you had to do any of what you did, not that I don’t appreciate it, because, really, I do,”

Well now he was lost again do any of what? moving the kettle away from the stove he was a bit to distracted by this conversation but at least made sure to do that before moving to lean against the counter, arms crossed over his plastron. It was far easier to move around his own kitchen than the one back at her place. Still not aware of what she was going on about yeah they were dork she had them all there but what did she mean on the rest?

“But Raph, what my brothers...” She pauses, soon correcting herself, “Sorry, what Cyrus, Demetrius, Jordan, Samson, and Tobias did to me, well, it’s not your guys responsibility to make up for it, it’s theirs - not that it’s ever gonna happen, but that’s besides the point.” 

Raph slightly fixed his beak into a thin line trying not to get upset over that bit yeah of course her so called brothers should be the ones to make up for what they did to her. outside a few though didn't seem like she had many willing to even feel they did something wrong. Gaze drifted off to the side a moment with that thought alone. Wait..why would it be their responsibility though? what did his brothers do?

“I suppose, what I’m trying to say is...thank you; really, I mean it, thank you, from the bottom of my heart,"

Eye switch back to look down at her when she gives him that thank you. Letting their eyes meet but he just felt more lost and confused on this conversation if he was being honest.

“This has been a wonderful week, honestly, but please, if I ever talk to you about my old life, don’t feel obligated to do anything for me - having someone to talk to about it with is more than enough.” 

"...wait Von what are you?" he asks cut off a little bit by her moving to cuddle up against him, dropping his arms allowing her into his space mostly by instinct

“And, well, seeing that you all did something special for me for the week, I wanna do something special for you guys, starting with Big Red,”

Still a bit confused here, that wasn't what any of them were doing. If anything it be more fair to accuse Raph of keeping her here for a week simply cause he didn't want her to be alone once getting hit with some hard truths recently. he may not know what his brothers did but he knew them enough to know if they had given her a bit more attention why they did it.

“That’s you, by the way,”

"uh?" he says finally listening to her again after catching only the trail end of if he was being honest here.

“So, how can I properly thank you for being the best boyfriend a girl can ever hope for? Name it, and I'll do it babe.” 

Oh! okay no things were starting to connect for him now. Setting a hand on her shoulder just to move her back enough to look at her with out need to strain his neck. "Uh Yvoone that's nice but answer is nothin' I think ya misunderstood my brother's actions though. They weren't doing anything because they felt like they were made ta, that's just how they are." Raph started with trying to explain to her. Moving his hands down to set them on her hips easily lifting her up to sit on the counter it be easier to speak this way. "Yeah i told them you got upset cause you realized how awful your brother treated ya, I didn't say much on it. When ya I got chu to agree to sticking around for a week. Before you left to get stuff they asked me what was goin' on. My brothers know when stuff buggin' meh after all. So Ya I told them a bit about what happened. They don't know 'bout your family so I explained a few things how they treat you how you told me about how you brothers 'played' with you" even if that wasn't right he used the wording for her sake more then anything even if he let out a slight hiss when he spoke up just now.

Shaking his head trying to get to his point hand set to the counter as he leaned a bit closer to her holding his out own out as he shrugged his shoulders a bit "They ain't trying to fix' things for you or did anything cause they felt they had to just cause you had a bunch of bozos hurt you who shoulda been looking out for you, ya ya I know you had some but that ain't my point here. They see you as family Von you know that and well my family is a bit protective." that might be putting it mildly here "sure we fight, and sometim's we just wanna get under each others skin. But we all know we can count on each other when we might just need it. My shell is the hardest to clean for me cause I cant bend ta do it so they help me. Leo is Leo and well we try not to feed his ego we know he likes to just bond and spend time with us so we still feed his need for attention. Don's well he's always been the way he is, to us he just Donnie we learned to work with what makes him comfortable, Mikey likes ta have a bit more freedom..yeah I'm not good 'bout letting him have it but Don and Leo fill in and sort stand up for that. And when they see their sis is feeln' down they won't prod and they can't fix it sure but they can remind her she got family who loves and adore he. That all that was about. I honestly have no idea what your talking about i didnt ask them a thing just let 'em know you would be sticking around for a week at best. They just wanted to be there for ya is all." leaning in to peck her forehead a moment before moving to rest his own to hers.

"I know theu can be annoying anf in yer bussniess but my bros are good guys all deep down just kind of needy and clingy."

"Hamato's these Hamato's at least only know one thing how to be family, we stick together and just offer up some extra when one of us needs it. Pop's didn't teach us a lot he maybe should but he did teach us that. You're one of us so yeah maybe we can be overbearin' at times but well we only ever had each other so we can be a bit extra in our care even Donnie." he chuckles a bit then thinks a bit more pulling back to point at the empty spot the toaster was "hey uh ya know what happened to the toaster by the way?"