#I hate this dude and the other 2 are getting on my nerves too

[ishizizzle]

Nobody cares what I put into this place so fuck them 🤷🏾‍♀️

[ginax0916]

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Chris Sturniolo x Fem!Reader

Genre - Fluff :)

Synopsis - Reader is a shy introverted person, she rarely adds on to convos. But when she finally tries to she’s ignored, but Chris is the one willing to listen to her.

I’m someone who doesn’t really talk. Not because I can’t, just because I choose not to. I just feel like I really have nothing to say. I just sit there and listen to others. It’s the way I prefer it.

I’ve been friends with the triplets for over 2 years now. But with them it’s a little different. I do talk when I’m around them, I just feel more comfortable. They always let me speak; unlike with big groups of people they tend to ignore me or just not care for what I have to say. And I guess I understand it. I mean I’m a quiet person, my voice in general is quiet. Why would anyone want to listen to what I have to say?

“N/n you ready to go?” Chris asks, calling me by my nickname.

“Uh yea I’m ready” I nervously respond. We were all going to some birthday party for one of the triplets friends. I don’t really know them but I was invited too and since the triplets are going I guess I am too.

“You ok?” Matt asks noticing my nerves.

“Yea why?” I reply trying to hide my emotions.

“No reason” He rubs my arm and walks away to the car.

I look around as we enter the house. It’s quite big, it’s filled with balloons and decorations all over. The neon lights making it hard to see the colours of things. It’s loud. Very loud. Too loud for my personal liking. Chris on the other hand is already talking to half of the people here. I’ve always admired him. The way he can just talk to everyone so easily is mind blowing to me. And everyone around him just seems to like his energy. I don’t understand how he does it. But I’m sure his looks have definitely something to do with it.

“Matt and I are gonna go look for Larray, are you ok staying with Chris or do you wanna come with us??” Nick asks me knowing I don’t like to be alone at parties.

“I can stay with Chris I don’t mind” I smile back as they nod and walk away.

“Chris?” I quietly say tapping his shoulder.

“Hm? You ok? Where’s Nick and Matt?” Chris asks starting to panic a little.

“I’m ok, I was just gonna ask you if I could stay with you because Matt and Nick went to look for Larray” I reply back, looking down at the floor intimidated by his stare.

“Of course you can stay with me. We’re all gonna go outside to talk come on” He smiles and I grab on to his arm as we move to the outside patio.

This is the part I hate the most. The talking. Makes me look like an idiot who can’t speak. Not to mention I look like a child holding on to Chris’s arm for dear life because I’m too scared to let go. He doesn’t seem to mind, but the stares other girls are giving me are telling me for some reason they mind.

“No yea I agree dude like I can’t believe she would do that to him”

“So what are you guys doing for summer? We should throw a big summer party and the beach”

“Did you guys hear about the tea with Kate and her boyfriend??”

I try and tune out all the different convos that have been happening. I have nothing to say about them. Until one. Kate is my best friend. I know everything that’s happening with her and her bf. Should I say something? I can’t. But I really want to. My mouth twitches. I want to talk I really want to.

“Y/n aren’t you like best friends with Kate?” Some girl asks me.

“I- I am yea” I stutter. Already growing nervous with all the eyes looking at me.

“So like is it true that she fucked another guy and cheated??” The girl asks smiling.

“What? No she didn’t” I reply quietly my hands sweating and slightly shaking. I feel Chris rub my arm, drawing little shapes with his fingers as if he’s telling me to relax.

“Yea she did I know she did” She says laughing.

“N-no that not what happened. It w-was the other way around” I stutter again, feeling embarrassed.

“Why do you stutter so much? Did the cat get your tongue?” She spits out giving me and nasty look.

Everyone laughed. Every single person there laughed. All looking at me judging me. I want to cry. There’s tears pricking at my eyes. My throat closes up. I hate this all I wanna leave.

“Dude what the fuck leave her alone” Chris raises his voice at the girl.

But before I can hear what that bitch has to say I get up and speed walk away to somewhere quiet.

Tears run down my face as I go upstairs and find an unlocked room. I go to the balcony and sit on the chair with my knees up to my chest. My heavy breathing filling up the room. How pathetic of me? Having a panic attack over talking?

“Oh baby” I hear a familiar voice say. I look up with tear filled eyes and see Chris approaching me with a small comforting smile on his pretty lips.

“C’mere” He opens his arms up to me inviting me into his warm embrace. Without a thought I wrap my arms around his torso and lay my head on his stomach since I’m still sitting down.

“It’s ok, you’re ok. Breathe for me yea? Nice and slow. Just like that pretty girl” The praise giving me butterflies as I follow his instructions which help me calm down.

He suddenly picks me up with ease and sits on the chair I was once on. I stare at him confused for a second; he chuckles and grabs my hips making me sit on his lap sideways. Chris then holds my head with one hand keeping it close to him, and rubs my back with the other hand.

“I’m listening ma” He smiles. I blush at the nickname and look down.

“No no none of that, don’t shy up on me” Chris laughs and tilts my chin up for me to look at him.

“Will you really listen or are you just saying that because I’m crying?” I say quietly as I sniffle and nuzzle my head into his neck.

“Of course I will listen, I want to hear your pretty voice” He rubs my knee in a comforting way while smiling down at me.

“Ok well first it’s not true what that girl said because you know Kate she wouldn’t do that” I started off.

Chris only stared at me in adoration with the biggest smile on his face. He’s the one that truly listen to me.

“But then she found his phone and saw the text!” I kept on going on about the story till the end of it.

“Well now I know the truth ma” He says using that nickname again.

“Mhm” I hum blushing because of the nickname.

“It’s cute when you blush after I call you ma” He laughs making me blush even harder.

“Come on let’s go find Nick and Matt so we can go home and watch a movie yea?”

I tried to do something diff and wrote about Chris cuz I just felt like it would be fun yk. So I’ll be doing fics about the Sturniolos too so pls pls request anything I’m in need of ideas I beg 😣🙏

[katyawriteswhump]

sleigh bells ring, I'm not listening! (steddie holiday drabble/bingo/whumpcember)

For @steddieholidaydrabbles day 5 prompt, Winter Sports; my first @steddiebingo fill, ‘Dustin Henderson,’ and @whumpcember day 21 prompt, ‘bruises.’ (It was originally day 5 prompt, concussion, but I ended up sparing the boys that for once!)

WC: 977; Rating T; CW: None; Tags: established steddie, mild whump hurt/comfort, fluff.  Maths terms provided by my partner. I have no idea what they mean and have doubtless misused them.

Summary: Steve loves all sports. Apart from winter sports. So, when he’s literally dragged from bed to go sledding with Dustin and Eddie, he’s surprised when it turns out rather magical…

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“Remind me why I agreed to this?” Steve trailed a sled along the snowy track. He glared hotly at Dustin, then pleadingly at Eddie, who trudged on his other side. “It’s too cold for anything other than fucking… sleep.”

Eddie smirked. He didn’t look as miserable as Steve, which was annoying. Dustin, meanwhile, was having none of it:

“Dudes! This is your once-in-a-lifetime embarkation on a voyage of mathematical curiosity. Today, we’re exploring chaos theory! Mandelbrot bifurcations! Feigenbaum constants! You’re never gonna paddle those icy waters alone.”

“You wanna stick a pin in that balloon-head?” Steve asked Eddie, “or should I?” 

Eddie laughed then sneezed dramatically. Steve stopped dead. “You know what? I love sports. Apart from winter sports. Skiing. Luge. Skating. All that shit. Hate it.”

“You worship at the altar of ice-hockey,” pointed out Eddie. 

“Whose side are you on?” Steve nearly yelled: I’m not being dragged into this by a pair of sport-hating geeks! Instead, he mumbled, pathetically, “Wanna go home.”

By now, they’d reached Hawkins’ top sledding slope. A smattering of kids zoomed down the super-compacted ice. Eddie regarded the scene with a misty smile, which shocked Steve out of his grouchiness.

“I’m in, Henderson.” Eddie’s smile evolved into a full-on-adorable, dimpled grin. “I got great memories of this spot—me, mom, and a big-ass tea-tray. Who needs a goddamn sled?”

“We do.” Dustin whipped out a stopwatch. “We’ve a shitload of interesting variables at play here. Let’s go.”

‘Science’ commenced. Dustin sledded first, then Steve, who gritted his teeth and endured. Eddie went last, screaming his way down the slope… 

“…like a little girl,” said Dustin to Steve, super-earnest. “A little girl who’s in need of hugs, Steve.”

“Bullshit on so many levels.” Steve pointed to a nearby grade-school sledder. “She isn’t screaming. And my boyfriend’s scream is totally metal.”

“Okay. Just, y’know…” Dustin mumbled behind his hand, as Eddie approached with the sled. “He needs more hugs.”

Steve wrinkled his nose. Huh?

After several more runs, Dustin leafed through his notebook. “Interesting data. Now, both of you—on the sled.”

Steve planted frozen fists on his hips: “No way. Not big enough.”

“It’s fine,” said Eddie. “Totally bigger than mom’s tea-tray.”

Steve silently surrendered yet again. Eddie treasured memories of his mom, who passed when he was young. This clearly meant a lot to him, as well as Dustin, so Steve took pole position to steer—as much as anyone could with a dumb rope. Eddie perched behind, wrapping his arms around Steve, notching his chin on Steve’s shoulder. It was super-cosy, and… yeah, super-nice. They didn’t usually get this close in public, plus they’d avoided showing affection in front of their friends lately because—

“Ready?” yelled Dustin.

Steve’s nerves jangled. Eddie yelled: “Hell, yeah! Steddin’ with the Devil!”

“3, 2, 1, GO!”

Heel-power propelled them off. Wind whooshed through Steve’s hair, while Eddie unleashed his most deafeningly ‘metal’ scream yet. It was a bumpy ride, but mega-fun. Steve found himself grinning madly, though fearing for his hearing, and then:

“Shiiiiit!” He spotted the rock way too late. On impact, the world flipped, and he was thrown from the sled, landing heavily on his side. He suppressed a whimper, because something else mattered way more:

“Eddie?”

His heart lurched to his throat, pounding madly even after he spotted Eddie lying in the snow. Steve scrambled up, limped gingerly over: “You okay?”

“Yeah. You?”

Steve nodded.

Eddie finished his snow-angel and sat up, shaking his hair like a wet dog: “Mom said it ain’t sledding till you crash.”

 “All good, gentlemen?” panted Dustin, skidding to join them.

“Apparently.” Steve dumped his bruised butt down next to Eddie.

“Great,” said Dustin. “Why aren’t you hugging?”

 “Uuuuuuh, should we be?”

“Yes!” shouted Dustin, and it all blurted out. Apparently, ‘science’ had a secondary agenda.  “You used to be all lovey-dovey smoochy! Lately, you’ve hardly touched. I figured if I got you squished on a sled, adrenaline rushing, old magic might rekindle?”

Steve merely gawked at Dustin, whose recent weirdness began to make sense. Eddie, meanwhile, threw his arms around Steve’s neck and spoke between bursts of crazy laughter: 

“The issue here, Dustin Henderson, is lack of Party communication. We stopped touching, because Max said we made her wanna hurl. Mike complained it was creepy! We’re still in love! I mean, when you thumped on our door today, we were totally fu… cuddling.” 

“Oh,” said Dustin, visibly brightening. Eddie resumed cackling into Steve’s shoulder. Steve took his cue to fling both arms around Eddie and burrow close for warmth.

Once back home, they got dry and toasty, gently kissing each other’s more visible bruises. Eventually Eddie, stretched out on the bed, noticed Steve’s slight limp. “You got another bruise to show me, Baby?”

Steve tugged down his pants, revealing a mottled rainbow-spectrum of colors spreading up his thigh and ass-cheek to his hip. He coyly arched a brow. “Honest to God, today was a blast and totally worth it… but, yeah, that spot requires serious kissing better.”

“Looks too sore even for kisses.” Eddie flung open his arms. “I’m sorry?”

“Don’t you dare be. It was my shitty steering.”

“C’mere. Right now.”

Steve obeyed, rolling back into the enthusiastic lovemaking that science and goddamn Henderson had interrupted. He bitched about his bruise, but only slightly—especially as Eddie lavished extra care on nearby areas, with lips and tongue, to distract him.

“Sledding again tomorrow?” suggested Eddie, much later, while they snuggled inside watching fresh snow falling.

“You are joking, right?”

“Don’t worry, Stevie. Your ass is safe… though maybe not from me.”

Eddie’s answer segued into a sweet, lingering kiss, which Steve returned enthusiastically. He’d learned important shit today about his two favorite people. Eddie loved sledding. And Dustin loved his friends loving each other. Steve still blindsided himself, breaking the kiss to whisper:

“Maybe more sledding next week?”

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tags: @wheneverfeasible 💚 My stranger things fic on AO3

[thebubblesareevil]

School’s Haunted

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Danny watched students swarm around the front entrance to Gateway High. They were all over the place, way more than Casper High. Danny took a deep breath, only to have it knocked out of him as a Travis smacked him on the back.

“What’s up man, exited for your first day?” Danny scoffed.

“Excited isn’t exactly the word I’d use. Dread, despair, devastated, some other word that begins with D.” Danny shrugged. “ I don’t know man, my last first day of high school didn’t go too well.”

“Oh come on, it couldn’t have been too bad.”

“A few days before, I got electrocuted which kinda fried my nerves for a bit. I ended up getting a lifetime ban from holding anything made of glass.” Danny quirked an eyebrow “Plus my old bully ended up in the same class as me. Not Fun.” He replied.

“Sheesh, we’ll it’s not like this time can be any worse.” Danny’s jaw dropped.

“I’m sorry, did you just jinx my first day, Dude!” Travis laughed.

“If it makes you feel better, I could ask some of my buds on the football team to keep an eye out. Bullies are a pretty big no go around here.” Danny laughed.

“That’s what they all say. There’s always one.” Travis shook his head.

“Fair enough, but we’re pretty tight knit here. Trust me and if you need anything, don’t hesitate to ask.” He said pushing Danny forward. “Now hurry up, you don’t wanna be late on your first day.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll talk to you later.” Danny made his way through the crowd of teens, using the makeshift map to try to find his class.

“Are you lost?” Danny turned around to see a girl wearing her gym clothes. She looked almost surprised he heard her.

“Yeah, I’m looking for Mr.Graham’s class.” She gave him a huge grin.

“Down the hall, take a left and it’s the first door to the right.” He smiled.

“Thanks you’re a lifesaver.”

“Don’t mention it!” She said as she walked the other way.

With newfound direction, Danny made his way to his home room. When he walked in he saw Matt sitting near the middle of the room, there was an empty seat next to him. He was just about to make his way over when he was stopped.

“You must be our new student, why don’t you come up here and introduce yourself.” Danny froze with dread. ‘Why me?!’

“Come on now! Don’t be shy!” Danny gave up, making his way to the front of the class as Matt gave him a look of sympathy.

“Hi, my name’s Danny Prince, not Daniel, not Dan, not Dano, Danny.”

“We’ll let me be the first to welcome you to our class Danny! So what made decide to come to our wonderful school?” He prompted joyfully. Danny had a dark look of glee in his eye. One Matt recognized from the one, and only, time Danny was invited to join his and Travis’ D&D campaign.

The DM hasn’t been the same since.

“Well sir, I just couldn’t resist sunny California. What with the the beaches and rich history here in Gateway city.” The teacher puffed up his chest in pride. “After my parents died in that car accident I just couldn’t say no when my cousin invited me to live here!” He said cheerily. Mr.Graham paled.

“I’m so sorry for your loss.” He hastily responded.

“You’re fine. Figured it was best to get it out now. I’d hate to have to keep repeating it over and over again.” Danny said with wide eyes. The teacher coughed.

“Why don’t you take a seat by Mr. Miller?” He suggested, gesturing towards Matt.

“Probably for the best.” He continued his journey to his seat uninhibited.

“That was cruel.” Matt claimed

“No, cruel is making a teenager stand in front of his class on his first day. That was revenge.” He said with a grin. He heard a giggle from behind him, he turned.

“He’s not wrong you know, it’s practically inhumane.” a girl commented. “The names Simone. Sorry about your parents.”

“Nice to meet you Simone.”

“Likewise, how are you liking Gateway?” Danny smiled.

“It’s great, all things considered. I got a job over at the museum, at the space exhibit!” Danny announced, practically glowing. Simone blushed.

“Oh? Do you like it?” She asked. Matt groaned from Danny’s other side.

“I love it! Dr. Scott even let’s me use the telescope sometimes!” His smiled widened. Simone’s blush got darker. The bell rang.

“What” Simone cleared her throat “what class do you have first?” Danny took his schedule out of his pocket.

“Looks like history first. Shouldn’t be too hard.” He shrugged. Simone pouted.

“I’ve got math first. Maybe I’ll catch you later?” She asked. "Maybe we could sit together at lunch?"

“That’d be awesome! Hey all four of us can sit together!” She stopped as he left in search of his next class. She felt a hand on her shoulder.

“I know your pain.” Matt sighed watching Danny make his way down the hall. He handed Simone a pamphlet, before he too headed to his next class.

She looked down at the paper and read in bold letters

So you’ve got a crush on Danny Prince. Here’s everything you need to know.

At the back of the pamphlet was a museum schedule for space shows.

The bell rang.

She kept the pamphlet.

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There are many benefits to being the honorary grandson of the Master of all Time. One of which is the ability to go back in time to study for history.

This has caused Danny many issues. History is written by the victors, and not many of them were interested in historical accuracy. Which is why Danny ended up completely derailing his entire history by starting a debate on Julius Caesar. By the end of class Mrs. Beatle was practically vibrating with excitement. There was not a single silent voice as they questioned what was written in their books. Everyone booed when the bell rang, including Mrs. Beatle, but she promised they could continue the debate the next class.

Most of Danny’s classes ended much the same. Chemistry was especially exciting, they were meant to be doing a simple experiment to show a chemical reaction that would change the color of some paper. Danny’s glowed.

Mr. Thorne spent the rest of the class trying to figure out how.

Danny made his way through math, surprised at how much he enjoyed it.

And that brings him to where he is now.

Gym class.

The class met in the gym only to be led out to the field, for a soccer game to start off the new year. He couldn’t really be mad at Coach Cooper, she was actually pretty cool. But facts are we’re facts, and the fact is Danny hates gym.

Sure he can show off a little, but it was way too easy to forget what was okay and what wasn’t. Way to easy to slip up. He slowly followed the rest of the class.

“Why the long face?” Danny shrugged.

“Not really a big sports fan, plus no doubt Coach is gonna make me take off my hoodie. I really just don’t want anyone staring at my scars."

“Scars?” She looked at him concerned.

“Yeah, fighting ghosts is pretty dangerous. You don’t always walk away unscathed .” He replied with a shrug. The girl froze.

“I’m not gonna fight you.” He watched as everyone started to congregate on the field. “I didn’t mean to intrude on your haunt, but I kinda gotta go to school. You know how it is.” He kept walking, joining the rest of his class.

“Uh, yeah. I do.” She muttered under her breath.

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Vanessa watched the strange boy for the rest of the day. He was right about the sweatshirt, however he made up a story about a car accident and no one questioned it.

Since the moment he entered the school, she felt compelled to follow him. She hadn’t been a ghost long, but he felt different than anyone else. He felt powerful, terrifyingly strong…and safe.

Everyday she was surrounded by unfamiliar faces, she walked through the halls, watching them go about their day unseen. But this year things were different this year there was Danny.

Vanessa smiled as she watched him leave the school from her perch on the roof. He stopped after crossing the street, turning around he looked right at her and waved. Her smile grew brighter.

This was going to be a fun year indeed.

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Danny quickly made his way back home, excited to tell Diana all about his first day. Travis was right, though Danny would never admit it, and most of the students were pretty cool. He hadn't expected to meet a ghost, luckily she seemed pretty unaggressive. Last thing he wanted was to fight a ghost in the cafeteria...again.

Racing up the stairs he barged through the front door, Diana spun around from where she was sitting at her computer.

"How was school? Make any friends?" She smiled.

"It was great! Sure the teachers were no Mr. Lancer, but they were pretty cool. I made a few new friends, but get this! The school is haunted!" Danny grinned like a maniac.

"Don't you think its a little early in the year to start spooking you classmates?" Danny scoffed, heading towards the kitchen for a snack.

"Cousin mine, its never to early for a good spook. But I'm not talking about me, there's another ghost. I'm pretty sure she was a student there when she died." That got Diana's attention.

"Danny, promise me you won't join forces with the school ghost to reek havoc." Danny gave her the fakest offended look she had ever seen, she raised a single brow.

"Okay, fine. I won't haunt the school, except on Halloween, Frighty would disown me if I didn't scare some teens." He declared dropping the act as he grabbed a thermos filled with ectoplasm.

"Actually, the museum might be doing a temporary exhibit on the history of Halloween. The whole tour is meant to be haunted." she grinned. "I was thinking we could team up and give the Ancient Egyptian crew a run for their money." Diana grinned as her cousin practically started to vibrate from excitement.

"Are you kidding?!?!? That would be awesome!" His feet left the ground as he flew over to the table. "I learned this trick awhile back that I've been DYING to try out!" She smiled as Danny started mapping out plans for a perfect haunted museum.

"We have plenty of time to plan things out," she said laying a hand on his shoulder "tonight however we are celebrating your first day of school in this world so I was thinking we would go out to eat tonight." Danny grinned. "They just opened a new burger place down the street and-" She was cut off by the sound of her communicator. She stepped away from the table as she picked up the communicator, Danny zipped his lips as she answered the call.

It didn't take long, but from the look on her face Danny could tell they would not be going out tonight. Diana sighed after she ended the call.

"I'm sorry Danny, I have to go. Batman has an emergency meeting to discuss some things."

"Is everything okay?" She hesitated before shaking her head.

"Many of the higher priority villains have become increasingly quiet, while weaker villains have been more active than ever. We have been keeping an eye on the situation, however there have been some unexpected developments." Danny nodded.

"Don't worry about dinner, I'll go hang out with gramps tonight and we can do something tomorrow. Just be careful, last time Plasmius went quiet for too long I ended up fighting Pariah Dark."

"You'll have to tell me about that sometime." She smiled "I'll call when I get out of the meeting, hopefully we'll have some time for a movie and ice cream when I get back. Your pick."

"Awesome! There's a new movie that just came out called the Evil Dead that I've been wanting to check out." Diana ruffled his hair.

"Have fun with Grandfather." she said as she headed out.

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Diana was frustrated, she was meant to have dinner with Danny, instead she was called to an emergency League meeting. The Team found evidence of alien technology being used in the Bialyian desert. The criminal behind the project appeared to be Psimon, a powerful psychic who wiped the memories of the young heroes and put them in extreme danger.

Luckily the Team made it out in one piece, though not completely unscathed.

For the 3 hours they had been going over intelligence by the Team, going over any changes in the conflict, and reviewing other villains recent movements. The more they talked, the more Diana was sure something greater was at play.

To many people were staying far too quiet.

When the meeting finally ended, Batman approached once more.

“Diana."

"Batman, to what do I owe the pleasure?" she smiled congenially.

"What is your opinion of Superboy?" he asked in his usual blunt tone.

"He shows great potential. He needs to work on directing his strength and keeping his temper under control." Diana was quite proud of her new student.

"He's a loose cannon as things stand. We need to keep him under tight supervision." Her smile dropped.

"He may have trouble controlling his temper, but considering everything he's been through in the past months he's doing remarkably well. He listens well and, while stubborn at first, he was an attentive student. Until such a time when Superman decides to train him, I intend to continue with our training." She left no room for argument. Batman nodded.

"If you notice anything-"

"I will handle it personally." She interrupted him, her mood now sour. "And he prefers the name Conner."

"Noted. I won't keep you any longer." He grunted with a nod.

Diana made her way to the Zeta tubes, nodding to her fellow heroes as she passed though her mind was busy. Something was bothering the Bat, and that never boded well for anyone.

She said her farewells and left the base. Once she made it back to the apartment, she changed into her pajamas and pulled out her phone to call Danny. Smiling as she saw messages from her cousin, she tapped the screen to see the pictures.

She choked.

There on the screen, was none other than Vandal Savage, the ruthless warrior who fought against the Justice Society...with neon pink hair trying his very best to look serious in the middle of a meeting. She clicked on the next picture.

It was Vandal again though this time he seemed visibly furious as he stood against the Justice Society... covered from head to toe in glitter. The next message was a video.

Vandal was standing before a group of villains, clearly making some kind of presentation, as Danny and their Grandfather danced in the background. Colorful lights flashing as though they were at a party. From Vandal's twitching eye and the lack of reaction from the other villains... he was the only one who could see or hear them. Upon closer inspection, Danny appeared to be singing along to something. Diana was already at her limit as she unmuted her phone and pressing play, the moment the music came blasting through her phone she had to brace herself against the couch to stop herself from falling from the force of her laughter. She dropped her phone on the floor as the apartment was filled with the sound of-

"WHAT DOES THE FOX SAY?!?!?!?!"

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[hel-phoenyx]

New Years Eve, Interlude (2)

Interlude on the New Year's Eve story (even though we're in february. Too bad for the new year new me symbolism but hey they needed to breathe) on our collab with @corneille-but-not-the-author and @soupedepates, because I can't use Fenrir for the remaining plot point I have anymore and I really need this to go in the right direction before we start new shit. Can't go for two more months of stalling now can I :,)

So today you got Kriss being Kriss.

"Call her, Tyr."

My baby brother lifts his head from his phone. We are eating, Fen already left the table to go play pretend with his polly pocket, so I don't get as annoying as I could be about phones on the table ; still, it is a bit nerve-wracking to see thos big dumb ass sulk on at least the thirtiest draft he wants to send.

"What do you mean ?"

"I said what I said. Call her. You can't stay no contact eternally. If this reaches May and you miss Qamar's wedding because of that, or go in and ruin it by your sulking, she will have a right to kill you."

He raises his eyebrow.

"... I thought you told me to disconnect for a while."

"Yeah, from bullshit. Not your friends altogether. I told you, Tyr, you can't play the avoidant part forever, it's just self-sabotaging. You got hurt, she got hurt, you guys need to talk it out. Sooner rather than later."

He sighs. God he looks so miserable. Staying at my place did him good, he regained some colors, put on some weight and started going to the gym again, as well as boxing. Brynja managed to pull him back together woth Valentines, what a godsend. He's talking to the gang of six, and saw Kaizarz and Oli recently ; I even heard him have a long conversation with Meili over the phone yesterday.

Well, Meili chewed him out, but it was deserved.

No, the only problem left is Domhildr. I couldn't contact her, he didn't try, they're still not talking, and I can see the toll it takes on him. But, knowing that idiot, he doesn't think much of a potential attempt.

He closes his phone, take a bite of the dessert. Gustav's cheesecake. I love my malewife and I love even more his cakes. All his cakes.

".... I don't see the point. She must hate me. Silence once is excusable, but for two months ?"

"Well you did fuck up and that is precisely why you must apologize."

".... Yeah I know. But she'd be better without me anyway."

Jesus Christ.

I get up, take his cheeks between my two hands. Force him to look at me in the eyes.

"Listen well, you sulking baby. Do you really think the girl that told you she loved you after fucking Oli on New Years and flirting with Sigismund Warsowar after that, people that in your reference are appently better that you, would hate you for the sole point you're being a little kid ?"

He blinks, but I am not finished.

"If anything she probably feels like YOU hate her for the very legitimate lashing out at you. I know that girl since she's eight, you know. She can't hate people for shit."

"Yet she hate Fenrir."

"Yeah but see, Fenrir deserves his new load of silent treatment."

He has a tiny, sarcastic smile.

"On that point we agree."

I remember when Gustav told me they ran into Kaizarz and Fenrir had his little tantrum. Apparently Tyr kept an ice-cold profile for him all evening after that and it's deserved. It's been years, dude, and Kaizarz ain't did shit except being a better friend than you, drop it.

"But seriously, Tyr, call her. I'm sure she's not even aware you're staying at my place right now, even if you warned the three others. Brynja litteraly told me you ask them to keep it for themselves."

"I-"

He stops. No argument, huh.

"The truth, Tyr, is that you're so afraid of a confrontation where she would tell you that she doesn't love you anymore, and you could only blame yourself for that. But the more you avoid this shit the more it has a chance to happen, and you can't avoid it forever."

He stays silent. Bullseye, eh ? I know you too well.

That should be something for your therapist, but you didn't talk about that with him, did you. So I, as the big sister in mechanical engineering, have to step up. And engineer my way in so you understand.

I hate seeing you like this, Tyr. And them, too. You were a group, once, with Meili, Oli and Kaizarz and I don't want it falling apart because it was part of my childhood, too.

I let go of his cheeks, sit down again.

"I can't do everything for you, you know. I gave news to your friends while you needed to recover, I tried to arrange something with Domhildr so it doesn't take TWO FUCKING MONTHS, I invited you to stay at my place so you wouldn't be alone with your thoughts. I am happy to help you, really, but you're turning 27 this year, act like it."

He sighs. Nods.

".... I should call her. Maybe."

"That's a progress."

".... Not today."

Il roll my eyes.

"That's less of a progress. Tell you what, I won't force you, or interfere for shit. Won't nag you about that either. But pull your shit together, Tyr, for fuck's sake. Or you won't have any shit to pull."

He nods again. I guess I have made my point clear.

Good. So I won't have to call Domhildr and tell her to get her ass here asap.

[rennorthernlights]

The World We Knew

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4: Snakes In The Garden,

Warnings: The depictions of the priest are not at all an embodiment of other priests and Christian. Implied grooming, Creepy older dudes being weird around KidReader, Nothing happens to the KidReader though, Zombies, Mentions of minor character death, Sexism towards woman, Zombie apocalypse brings out the worst

Backstory to get a better insight about Issac and Radio girl’s first group. (Radio girl being Reader)

She remembers the day she went to church for the first time. An impressionable age of 10 years old. Her mother made her father swore that if they ever had children that they should be allowed to choose their faith. Her father, a devout Christian, agreed to her mothers, an atheist in every sense of the word, request.

Granted her father tried to persuade his daughter to go to church, she just never wanted to go. That is until her father made Captain in the police department. His church was holding a celebration for her father’s honorable work. The people were nice and even though she hated being forced into a frilly dress that her mother picked out. She’d much rather watch Kim Possible or maybe Dragon Ball Z but at least Sunday school was fun.

Some of the kids even made her laugh and she sorta had a lil crush on one of the boys too… much to the teasing and amused smile her mother gave her. “Alright now, lil lady church is starting.” Her mom said as she waved goodbye to the cute looking boy. Sitting in the hard pews as she had half a mind to fall asleep that is until the robe looking dude walked up to the wooden thing. Tugging on her mom’s sleeve to ask her who and what that is. “That man is a priest. Father Abraham Norton and that’s a pulpit.” An O on her face as she nods and looks to him.

They say that children can understand an adult far better than an adult could. Something about being able to clock when something just ain’t right. That tiny, small feeling of something most would miss.

The beady eyes of the priest is what set her off. Not her fault since she was always the best at games like I Spy and Hide-and-Go-Seek. He was off… so to speak, at least about the way the man looked. “Like a snake,” her brows furrowed as her mom pinches her elbow to be quiet and to listen. She couldn’t shake how much of a snake he looked like to her. Blame all the zoo books she got for Christmas.

The way his tongue rolled on S’s and the eyes the man had. Like they were searching for something. “Good morning, my lambs.” The man says with a soft smile. Eyeing the crowd and she shakes her head of nerves when his eyes land on her for a bit. “Now I know we are celebrating and honoring our new appointed Captain but there is something that I must say.” His shoulders fall as he looks sad but almost forced, like when she gets caught taking another cookie when she’s not supposed to.

She looks to her mom but her mother just tilts her head motions for her to keep listening. “I have come to ask for forgiveness.” Some people gasp in the congregation. The Father continues, “20 years ago, I gave in to the sins of desire for a woman. I was seduced by the way she looked, and I couldn’t stop myself.” His brows creasing as he places a hand on his chest.

Her dads eyes widen and then narrow, like he’s calculating. His thumb tapping against his thigh as he always does when he’s recalling something. Until it stops. “If we were back in the old days then I would gladly pluck out my eyes. I’ve found out recently that I have a son. A man that is now 22 years old named, Issac.” He extends his hand, and a man stands. Tall, light skin, brown hair and green, beady eyes. The same as his father.

“A fitting name, Issac Norton-Cortes,” her father grasps her mothers hand and they stare at each other. Wordlessly speaking as the Fatherspeaks solemnly. “Unfortunately, Issac’s mother has passed from unforeseen events. Her last wish was for Issac to be joining our church to help out so please… bare no ill will towards him. It is not his fault that his mother seduced me. He is innocent in his creation that was formed by sinful lust.”

The priest is still speaking as her mother taps her hand, and she looks confused before her mom says, “We are leaving. Now.”

Standing up and walking out as her father has a distant look, a thundering storm raging in his eyes. Being sent up to her room as she doesn’t understand why her mom and dad wanted to suddenly leave. Her dad loves going to church, makes an effort to always have Sunday off. Her dad was about to be celebrated or something like that. So she couldn’t understand why they’d want to leave. Why is her dad so… strange right now?

Tip toeing out of her room as she overhears her parents speaking softly, “-other is Elizabeth Norten. I knew her, Maria. She wasn’t seductive or would ever do something like that. She was just barely 18! Now I know why she suddenly forced to leave.”

“Jamie you can’t mean…”

“Look, she… Elizabeth was troubled, got into fights, did some smoking but she’d never... She would’t.” Her father sounds… upset and angry. “For years I wondered what happened. Her parents never told me.

“Sounds like you really knew her.” Her mother says softly. Her brows turned upward as she’s never seen her husband look so. So distraught before. “Was she your friend?” A tentative ask.

“She…” he sighs, “she helped me out a lot with my dad. Sure, she was a bad influence sometimes, but she stuck up for me whenever I came in with a new bruise from my old man.” She moves closer to get a better look over parents as they look sad. Her mother holding her father in a tight embrace.

Whispering words that she can’t hear as her mom rubs a hand on her dads back. “Her parents brought her to Father Abraham to see if he could help. She wasn’t the same after the first week that she’d have confessionals. She became more and more quiet. Wearing hoodies and always being covered.” His voice breaks.

The realization of it comes crashing down on him nearly 22 years later. “If I’d known… If I had just taken a closer look… I didn’t even reach out to her.” Tears forming in her fathers eyes and the man rarely cries. “How did I not think that it was suspicious?” He remembers how Elizabeth’s parents suddenly disowned her. A crushing guilt in his chest. Her mother says nothing but just holds him to her. “No one knew why… until now.” He glares hard at the floor.

From then on, they’d barely go back to that church. Making up a reason to be excused as the priest smiles assuredly. She was always around her mother since she wouldn’t let her little girl out of her sight. Getting tired of it like children do with overbearing parents. She decided that to sneak away to play with the other kids.

Playing soccer with the kids until she gets tired of it. Can only kick a ball so much before boredom creeps in. She spots the Churches garden and voice in her head to not go in but against her better thought she goes in. Her eyes widening as the garden looks well cared for. Different plants and even some trees. She grins as she crouches near one of the plots. Her hands digging into the soil.

“Hello there,” a voice calls out as she sits with her knees on the dirt, playing with the rolly pollys. The other kids laughing in the background, most likely still playing soccer. She tenses and moves to look at whose is speaking. Green eyes and a wide grin, something that supposed to be kind yet for her 10 year old mind… she doesn’t feel okay.

“All by your lonesome in the garden? Where’s your parents?” He looks around before he steps forward. “My names Issac and you are?”

“My mommy and daddy says I’m not supposed to talk to strangers.” She tells him shyly as she stands up. Her feet shuffle close.

The man grins and he holds out his hand, “That’s very smart. You’re a very smart girl, aren’t you?” He laughs like it’s the funniest thing in the world, “Well my name is Issac.” Grabbing her hand and shaking it. “No longer strangers, see? I bet your name is Eve. A pretty name for a pretty girl.”

Confusion evident on her face at the name, “My names not Ev-“

A voice cuts through the garden making both of them look towards the person speaking. “There you are! Where have you been I’ve been calling you for an hour.” Her mother spots her and rounds the corner faster as she spots Issac. The man grips her hand harder as she tugs back. Finally letting go when her mother places a hand on her shoulders. Her eyes narrowing as she holds her hand out for her little girl to hold onto.

“Gotta be more vigilant with your lil girl. Almost snatched her up,” he laughs but something in his eyes isn’t playful. Her mother pushes her behind her as she smiles far too sweetly. He continues speaking as he looks down at her and not her mother, “She’s a pretty thing too. She’ll make all the boys fawn over her especially at her age right now.”

The smile on her mothers face drops as she glares at him. “10 year old girls shouldn’t have to worry about boys. Stay away from my daughter.” Her tone tight as she moves her and her daughter along as he smiles wide.

As soon as they were closer to her father her mother told her to not speak to Issac again. That the man is up to no good especially since he’s talking to a 10 year old girl like that. Her mom can’t prove it but that man… that man is not a good man. She just knows it. Her mom has never been wrong about people before.

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She groans awake. Her hands clenching and unclenching as her eyes blink. “Finally awake, my Eve?” She shivers with disgust at the nickname. Eve, it’s what he called her on the day they first met, and he’s been calling her that ever since. No matter how many times she tells him that’s not her name. Her head pounding as she tries to remember what happened. Her hand moving to massage her head, but she finds that she can’t move them. “Your head hurt, Eve? Sorry I was so rough with you.” The fake worry in his tone doesn’t go unnoticed by her as she glares. “Shouldn’t fight your husband next time.”

“We ain’t married, Issac.” Glaring at him hotly as she struggles in the binds. “You’re not my husband and I ain’t your damn wife!”

“Oh, silly me,” he laughs that stupid noise. All nasally and all teeth, “How presumptuous of me. We never did consummate on our wedding night.” Her glare hardens as she remembers all too well that night and the days before that lead up to it.

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She’s been on her own for a couple weeks. Given up hope that her parents are alive. Both aren’t answering their phones and when she went to where her mom worked it was already overrun with dead children and screaming teachers. Her father was one of the first responders to downtown Houston…. They don’t call that place a Dead-zone for nothing now days. It’s a miracle she even made it this far with what little she has. She’s been seeing a group every now and then… maybe she could talk to them and ask to join?

“Holy shit,” her eyes widen as she recognizes the priest. Her parents never let her go back after that whole incident with Issac when she was 10. Apparently, that alone was enough for their parents to leave that church. But… beggars can’t be choosers especially since the Priest is opening up the church for everyone to go to. The priest immediately recognized her as “Jamie and Maria’s daughter.” He smiled with those beady eyes that she could hear her younger selfs thought of him being a snake.

It wasn’t so bad save for the son that kept trying to talk to her. 2 months have come and gone faster than many anticipated. The random cold days and hot days messing with peoples perception of what month but she’s betting it being near December. She had hoped that the son of the priest would’ve forgotten about her in the 2 months that she’s been here but no.

“He really, like really, likes being around you.” Angelica, a friend she’s made in the time that she’s been here. “You don’t think it’s strange?”

���I know it’s strange but s’not like I can mention it.” She sighs as she grabs her pack. “If you haven’t already noticed. His dad is becoming like the leader of this group.” An annoyance in her tone as she thinks on it. It wouldn’t be too bad if the priest wasn’t spouting his ideas to everyone. At first everyone had a voice but slowly but surely it’s like the woman are being treated less. Just a couple days ago and she was almost taken off a scavenging hunt due to her being a woman. Issac stepped in and that’s the only reason why she’s still on the team.

“Doesn’t even make sense that they wanted to take you off. You’re one of the best especially since they’ve been coming back with less and less people.” Angelica notes. It’s true though. Yesterday the Andrews brothers, Edward and Connor, died. Issac was leading that scavenging group. Eric and Alexi died four days ago also when Issac was leading them. 2 weeks prior a couple more died… Issac was also… leading at the time. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say he’s killing them.” She snorts and elbows her friend for being so bold with her words.

“Don’t say that. It’s not like those men were helping out round town anyways. Edward was a drunk and tried to drink all the alcohol that we’ve been using for wounds.” Rolling her eyes but it does seem strange that people have been dying. “Besides… it was zombies that killed them.” Patting her pants as since Issac would always come back to tell the harrowing tale of the dead outside, “that’s bound to happen at this point.”

“I’m just saying.” Angelica raises her hands. Her eyes flickering as some of the men come around. A look of disgust on Angelica’s face and she laughs. She wishes she would’ve meet her in university. “Here comes the dicks.” Her arms crossed. She knows her friend’s just upset because she’s been on ‘cleaning duty’. Some old fart told her that it’s better for a woman to be doing a ‘womans job’.

She’s just glad that— “Eve!” Speak of the devil. Issac comes running up with a wide grin. All teeth in it as he eyes her up and down making her bite back a shiver.

“That ain’t my name.” Gritting through her teeth as politely as she can. He’s been insistent on calling her that. It was cute in the beginning but now it’s just downright annoying. “What’s going on?”

“You’ll always be my Eve.” He laughs, his hands on his hips. Leaning forward, “No, no, just wanted to tell you that they’re passing out some more rations.” Her eyebrows perk up and even Angelica looks shocked. Angelica’s lips purse as she stands closer.

“Thought we were running low?” He looks at Angelica, his fingers flexing a lil as his left foot shifts a bit.

“We are but,” he pauses as he looks back from the friend to her. “We found some deer a couple weeks ago and we’ve been getting it ready to share it. Isn’t that wonderful, Eve?” He steps closer getting more in her space.

“Couple weeks ago?” Angelica muses and is shoulders tense a bit. “You mean when you came back with nothing?” Her arms crossed as she ain’t buying it. Angelicas’ never liked Issac, been more vocal about him being a creep and honestly that’s what she loves about Angelica. She’s never been afraid to speak her mind. “Came back with nothing except some men dead save for your friends. Strange ain’t it?” He turns his head towards her, his green eyes staring at her as his hands flexes again.

“We found a deer but didn’t want to say anything incase it’s infected. As for the men that died, I told you. Zombies attacked us.”

“Was that before or after you found this miraculous deer?”

Her hand touches on Angelica’s shoulder as Issac and her are having a stand off. The atmosphere shifting and she swears she could hear a pin drop. “Angelica.” She says and then looks to Issac and her, “A deer was found that’s all that matters.” Her friend scoffs and backs away. Walking away to cool off..

“You should’t be friends with her, Eve.” Watching Angelica leave before he turns and faces her fully. “My dads gonna announce some things when the food is passed out in the church. I’ll save you a seat.” He doesn’t offer, he never offers and always expects her to sit next to him.

“I appreciate that but I’m already sitting with Angelica.”

His hand reaches up and puts a hair behind her ear. It takes everything in her to not shove his hand away. “A pity. You need better friends.” A grin spreads on his face and she takes a step back.

Later that night when the food from the deer was passed the priest announced that he will be taking more of a leadership role, “Just until a vote happens.” He smiles wide and some of the men and even the woman are happy about it. Angelica had her concerns about it but nothing could be done. A couple months go by and the ones that tried to be leader would either get sick or somehow die. Of course, her friend called it suspicious.

“Georgie was the last person to try for it and he went on a scavenging group and somehow died by a zombie attack.” She says hotly, she hasn’t let it go and has spoken about it again and again. “Georgie was built like a brick house and knew his way with a knife and you’re telling me that he somehow died but not Issac or Issac’s friends?” She scoffs and scrubs the dishes.

It has been suspicious. Especially with the way things have been turning within the group. More and more women are put in ‘womanly’ roles. The men have outright refused to wash or clean things. Mandatory church meetings whenever the priest feels ‘called’ to say something too. Even she’s been takin off the scavenging groups finally. The men even tried to take her fathers rifle from her.

Doesn’t help that people have been on edge, everyone thinks the rations might be bad or spoiled since a good amount have been getting sick. “I’m not saying you’re wrong, but you need to keep it down. Ange,” her friend walks off in a huff, “Ange, come on.” Her hand reaches out and grabs hers. “I trust you. You know I do. If you say it’s weird then I believe you.” Her voice softer as she looks at her friend.

“Look I think we sho—“ the sound of a bell ringing cuts her off. “Great.” Glaring in the direction of the church. “What has he been called to speak about now.” Normally the loud noises would attract the attention of the zombies but cars and some wooden fences have been used as walls. Along with patrols, their relatively safe. “Let’s get this over with.”

The people move closer to the church, the cold making people bundle up as much as possible. Texans aren’t built for the cold. More for heat and crazy hurricanes. Everyone thinks it’s somewhere near February. Maybe early April since sometimes it can still be cold. One of the reasons why everyone’s been snappy lately. Typically, animals should be coming back since Spring is slowly creeping up. “Yeah,” she murmurs in agreement, “Let’s hear what he has to say now and move along.”

The priest smiles at everyone coming in, not like anyone has a choice. His Bible prepped as he speaks on the pulpit. He drones on and on about sin and that the sinners outside the walls are trying to lead people astray, the sinners being the zombies and anyone not in town. Something she’s found weird. He keeps speaking and she looks around bored until he says something that makes her tense. “And as for the lovely woman of our town. God has put on my heart that it is now time for us to repopulate the earth. Even some of the man has said that they’ve felt God’s call to marry some of the woman here.”

Her blood runs cold as she can feel eyes on her. Angelica moves her hand to grip hers. “I would be more than happy to marry off people in our lovely town. I think it’s time for marriage and eventually… children.” The smile he gives doesn’t feel right. She doesn’t like the way he says children. Doesn’t like how she just knows Issac is staring at her. Hair standing up on the back of her neck.

Finally, the sermon ends and she leaves quickly with Angelica in tow. “We need to leave.” Angelica pulls her aside. “I don’t like this one bit. Not shittin on any Christian here but this feels more like a man-made call than God’s call.” And she can’t help but agree. They know they can’t just outright leave. They have no preserves and no way of knowing how bad it is out there since they aren’t allowed out anymore. None of the woman are.

Tensions rising in the town as the men have made proposals but the woman that have been proposed to would say no. The priest would mention how it isn’t right to go against God’s word but he understood by saying, “The ladies are just nervous about having such fine suitors.”

Things changed in the coming months, when Spring slowly started getting warmer. Summer on the horizon. People are still dying on the scavenging groups and people aren’t getting as sick from the rations. Unmarried women are no longer allowed anywhere without a chaperon because of ‘safety’ reasons. “Ladies aren’t as strong as our fellow men. The Lord has implored that we protect the weak and feebler bodies.”

Issac has been more and more insistent with being her chaperone even with Angelica always being around. He’s been hovering more around her, and she hates it especially when he keeps getting in her bubble. Someone tugs on her hand and then pulls her into a closet. “Hey!”

“Shh!” A hand presses to her and she relaxes as she recognized that Angelica is the one that grabbed her. “They’re kicking out some of the woman that has been saying no to getting married.”

“What?”

“Lily, you remember her? Button nose Lilly,” she nods and Angelica continues, “Sam’s been trying to marry her for weeks now. I just overheard Issac saying that he and the men are going to take her stuff and kick her out.”

“You can’t be serious.”

“Dead fucking serious.” Her stare hard as she leans against the wall. “We need to leave.”

“And go where?”

“Anywhere but here. I’ve told Tommy no 10 times already. If I’m going to get kicked out then I want to do it on my own terms.” Her hand reaches out and grabs hers. “Come with me. No more Issac. No more town. Just us.” Her thumbs rub on her hand. “We can leave this all behind us. Finally visit New York like you were telling me about.”

Thinking it over as she always does, careful and cautious, as she looks at Angelica. “Ange, I…”

“Look I.. I like you,” her eyes widen but Angelica still speaks, “and I don’t want to leave if you don’t. I’ll get kicked out anyways but Issac.” Her face sours. “I know he won’t let you leave. He’s been obsessed with you. I don’t like it. I don’t like how he stares at you.”

“You like me?”

“Is that all you got out of what I said?” Angelica frowns and then slowly smiles. Pulling her closer as she smiles. “Yes, dingus. I like you. Have for a while and I—“ the sound of a bell ringing again and she growls in frustration. Stepping back but a hand grabs Angelica and pulls her close to press a chaste kiss that makes her gasp.

“I like you to.”

“You Motherfucker.” A blush spreading and she glares lightheadedly. Holding her hand as they walk out the closet to listen to what the priest has to say. The sermons have been getting more and more strict. More far-right Christian ideals. The priest stands at the front of the church welcoming everyone in like he always does. His beady eyes stare at her and as she holds Angelica’s hand.

They sit at a back pew, whispering their plan as the priest talks. The men saying their amens as the woman, at least some of them are speaking. “It is with a heavy heart that I must say that Lily White will no longer be in our town.” Some gasps in the congregation as she holds tighter to Angelica’s hand. “From now on, a woman must marry if they are for their hand in marriage. The men have all been called to marry certain woman. To deny that is to deny God. We cannot allow sin and disobedience to be in our town.” They both look at each other and as soon as the sermon ends they nearly run out.

Green eyes watching as they rush out. Not stopping until they are in their shared room. “We need to leave, Ange.” Angelica nods and immediately starts packing their things.

[bugwolfsstuff]

Since I don't think i'm gonna get to finish the Halloween fic today unless there is some divine intervention (hint hint Mousai and Apollo)

Here's half of chapter 2

Most of Chp 1 (tho currently I made some tiny edits not posted yet)

@thel1ghtningthief @smileyalater @unubinary @bodeyeen2132

Piper's pov

March 11th —Day 2. 

Breakfast was the worst. 

Not because of the food, or the waking up early. The food at Camp was actually pretty good, but because word travels fast at Camp Half-Blood. And word has definitely traveled fast since yesterday, I could feel it from the moment I walked into the dining pavilion. 

It was loud as ever, people were laughing and talking, but there was a different kind of undertone to it. I could hear some talking about Miranda. Others were watching the dryads serving food suspiciously. Like they were expecting them to jump out and start using the bread loaves as tasty swords (Gods I've been spending too much time with Leo). 

I saw Sherman Yang over at Ares picking at his food. He looked like he hadn’t slept at all. He was worried about Miranda; Everyone knew they were dating, even if Sherman was kind of a jerk he loves her. I didn’t need to be a daughter of Aphrodite to see it. He kept glancing in the direction of the Big House.  

I felt bad for him. 

“So,” Drew said the moment she sat down. Of course she chose to sit across from me. She started being nicer after I took over as counsellor but that didn’t mean we liked each other.  

“Spill it, what happened in the meeting?” She asked, fake nails tapping the wooden table impatiently like an annoying drum roll. 

I rolled my eyes, “Don't you have your ‘informants’ to gossip with you about the counsellor meetings?” 

She scoffed, “First off, they’re my friends not informants. And second off, I haven’t gotten a chance to speak to Connor or Will yet and Pollux is off camp”. 

I pinched a nerve there. I didn’t like Drew but one thing I respected her for was how quick she was to defend the people she did like. 

I sighed and buttered my toast, “Miranda got attacked”. 

“Yeah, duh!” Drew rolled her eyes so far back they almost went to the back of her head, “I was there. I heard her scream and came running with the others”. 

“You were there?” I asked, my curiosity piqued, “did you see anything?” 

Drew shook her head, “No, of course not, no one did. That’s why everyone’s so freaked out”. 

“Even Chiron is freaked out about it,” Valentina cut in. 

I learned after the quest of the seven demigods can have different powers-based off their parent’s epithet. Drew and I were of Aphrodite Areia, Aphrodite of war (though the only wars Drew’s fighting now are ship wars with Lacy), so we were more ‘warlike’ whatever that meant. Valentina however was of Aphrodite Kataskopia, Spying or Peeping Aphrodite, which meant she knew more of people’s emotions than the average Aphrodite kid.  

Especially if the person in question was trying to hide it. 

Valentina continued, leaning in close and lowering her voice like she was about to tell me a secret, “He’s trying to hide it to keep order, but it’s got him worried bad; he’s never seen something like this before,” she smirked. Her brown eyes gleamed like she was about to dish out some really interesting gossip. 

“He wishes Mr. D was here”. 

Drew laughed, “Can’t wait to tell Pollux that last part.” 

I frowned, a pit forming in my stomach. If even Chiron was worried, then this mystery monster was worse than we thought. 

While they were discussing Chiron’s possible relationship with the Camp Director. (Gods, I hate that sentence). I looked over to where Chiron was sitting. His brow was furrowed, and he had a faraway look. He was alone. Usually the camp director, the god Dionysus and that other dude, Drew’s friend, Pollux sat next to him but today they were missing, it was weirdly unsettling. Even the satyrs seemed to be keeping away. 

“Where is Mr. D?” I asked, turning back to my siblings. 

“Hmm? Oh, gone, left a few days ago. Dionysia started yesterday so he won't be back until next week.” Valentina replied. 

“What’s Dionysia?” 

“A festival of his; I don’t really know. Pollux goes with him every year” Drew said, sighing, “They won't tell me about it, but they seem pretty happy when they get back”. 

“Aww do you miss your bestie, Drew?” Valentina teased, “You sure they’re not just happy that they’re free from being stuck with their dad?” 

Drew chuckled, “I do and nah, Polly’s a daddy’s boy.” 

And that was the end of that conversation. 

I ended up pouring most of my food in the fire. My appetite was gone and not just because of Valentina and Drew’s gossiping. Maybe mom could take the initiative and send me a little bit luck as a thank you (hint hint, mom). As soon as breakfast wrapped up, I got Jason and went to the edge of the campgrounds, where the forest began. 

[brendankissesguys]

WHY AM I LIKE THIS WHAT THE HELL WHAT AJHHHHHJSBDOSBDISSBJNZNSKSBXKXJZKAB(I rank saw movies, except Saw X, below btw)

Hi. (Randomness below) TW: OPINIONS😰😰😰, I start to get more ranty about the lower placed movies as it's easier to think about the flaws in the movie and explain that rather than the things I enjoyed, really ranting and opinion based.

Anyways I (somehow) just got into Saw a few weeks ago and I've watched every movie in the series except Saw X. So I feel like I want to sit here and rate them. Thank you. (Saw 0.5 will be included idc what you say)

1: Saw (2004). Shall forever be #1, it's too good and also Adam is in that movie and I LOVE Adam. I FEEL Adam on a personal level. Amanda's introduction, Tapp's obsession with Lawrence, Zep as a character in whole, THE PLOT TWIST?!?!?! Love it. Favorite trap has got to be the Reverse Bear Trap, ofc. No words, it was just great.

2: Saw ll (2005). Daniel and Amanda. God. All the characters in the nerve gas house were so interesting and (hot) also very annoying(Xavier). Another insane plot twist, it just feels wrong to not put this film in the top two. Favorite trap in this one is Needle Pit, I'm basic, I know.

3: Saw V (2008) I love Mallick, Brit, Peter, AND Hoffman. Though, I also did love that the game between the five was really winnable for them all. Characters were intriguing, the whole Hoffman and Strahm thing was interesting. Coffinshipping for life. Favorite trap was Water Cube 100%.

4: Saw 0.5 (2003). I really like Leigh Whannell. It's short, simple, gets through the point of what these movies were going to bring. It started it all. AND it still manages to be better than some movies (*cough* Spiral *cough*)

5: Saw lll (2006). I don't feel this one should be so low yet, in my opinion, it isn't just as rememberable as the ones above it (if taking out 0.5 than it's definitely 4). Characters were good, Amanda, Lynn, I didn't hate Jeff as much as I saw others did. Amanda's whole test was great, though Hoffman's letter did piss me off 🫶🏻. Best Trap, imo, was the Freezer one. I felt so bad for the poor women. This one happening the same time as four was something I didn't realize at all till way afterwards yet it's intriguing.

6: Saw lV (2007). Hoffman in the chair did something to me... Jill was also here so that's a pro. Gosh Rigg was a great option for the main trap. I was spoiled that Hoffman was a jigsaw apprentice before I even watched Saw (2004) though I know I would've been shocked as shit because I'm oblivious and don't catch on quick. Fav trap is the one where that shithead in the wife beater got brutally murdered because I hate him with my entire heart and it was satisfying watching the character get what he deserved. ♥.

7: Jigsaw. I won't lie, I really liked this movie. After watching Spiral this was refreshing. I liked Logan Nelson and his character. They pulled a Saw ll with the whole not happening at the same time thing and I liked that. Movie felt paced well and did get a few shocked noises from me. Mitch being lowered into spinning blades and having to reach for the breaker was my fav trap. Anna made me unnecessarily mad the entire movie and I didn't know why till the end where I had a reason to hate her.

8: Saw Vl (2009). Rodrick. I was stuck on that for a good portion of the movie. I liked all the traps and the characters were well played. Brent was a badass character and I'm glad William got what he deserved in the end. The Shotgun Carousel was the most interesting trap to me. The final dude who said "You look me in the eye while you kill me!", Or something along those lines, was just rememberable to me. Also the time where I started to notice that these games the others are put into aren't really fair for them, they're out into the lives of this one guy who's being punished. Which is why the end where he's killed is so satisfying for me, he's not in control of the games like the last few. Just like the people he killed. He wasn't given a choice on if he'd live or die, just like how the people he let go from his company didn't have a choice if they'd live or die. For as low as this is ranked I really did love it.

9: Saw 3D. Lawrence😍. I love Lawrence Gordon and I feel it's the best thing that makes up for 3D. I liked Hoffman, yet I also liked how his ass was chained at the end. The way he escaped the bear trap was satisfying and not even a way I could ever think of. Gibson was a...interesting character. Not really, he felt real thrown into the plot just to be there and sometimes his acting brought me out of the movie for some reason. I'm sorry it just did. Joyce my queen didn't deserve her death༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ. The traps were creative and Bobby not being able to save anyone, including himself from my assumptions, was a very interesting choice for his character. Shows he wasn't fit to survive Jigsaw. Fav trap was The Hangman's Noose.

10: Spiral: From the Book of Saw. I didn't like this movie when I compared it to the rest movies. I feel if this wasn't made to be kinda connected to Saw it could stand good alone. It's an okay movie if you watch it and try to act like it is it's own movie. Though when compared to the others I can't help but feel it lacked what the main movies did, the characters. They all felt very 2d and flat, especially the cops who just hung around yet were supposed to be 'involved' in the case. The wife jokes weren't too funny to me. Though I did enjoy Chris Rock and Max Minghella's characters. Despite this being last, I understand this one really was supposed to be more separate from Saw, hence the name. I liked the dad's trap, and not the one where his blood is being drained, but the one that puppeteers him to look like the pig from the video. That little foreshadowing was something I didn't catch in the movie of predictabilities and I liked it. Best trap was The Hot Wax Trap, it was just so cruel it shocked me.

[miss-andromeda]

2012 TMNT 😁

The first character I first fell in love with: 

This should be a no-brainer...I think you know him. Tall, purple bandana, gap between the teeth, way too smart for his own good...yeah, it's him. 😌💜

The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: 

Honestly, Raph! I started the show thinking very surface-level of him; awesome ninja, anger issues, stuff like that. Then when I started rewatching the show, I started to see how vulnerable and soft he could be with his brothers - along with unbelievably sassy he can be. Seriously, dude has some of my favorite one-liners in the whole show.🤣❤️

The character everyone else loves that I don’t: 

Oh, this is gonna be interesting...I'm gonna be blunt here, Leo. Don't get me wrong, I like him a lot and he has some amazing moments, but he doesn't necessarily have the snark that makes Raph and Donnie stand out, and the sunshine and humor that makes Mikey so endearing. I love Blue, but he's 4th place out of the four. 💙

The character I love that everyone else hates: 

Hmm...probably Shredder. I've seen people say that his motivation is pretty lame (which, in some way, it kind of is) but he's not just a bratty child. He's a really twisted villain and seems to really believe his motivations are completely justified - and you can't deny he's completely ruthless in battle. Really exemplifies the concept of the head of the Foot - and honestly, I think he's a great villain.

The character I used to love but don’t any longer:

Probably April. I liked her a lot when I was younger (the concept of girl power and she's got a potential romance with my favorite turtle? Sign me up!), but once I got older...she really grated on my nerves. Don't get me wrong, I like her in season 1; she's an inexperienced teenager who's dealing with the pain of having her dad be kidnapped and is meeting some new friends along the way. Season 2 onwards? I wanted to strangle her. Not just because of the love triangle (although that is a part of it,) but also because she lost a lot of that awkwardness that made her likable in season 1, and just became a cliche girlboss. But she wasn't even likable there; she just felt like the token female character needed to add "diversity" to the group.

The character I would totally smooch: 

See my first answer. 💜

The character I’d want to be like: 

Probably Raph; minus the short temper, I'd love to have the skills he has and the undying love with an animal - be it Spike/Slash or Chompy. Plus, the sass. ❤️

The character I’d slap: 

Well, I already mentioned April, but I like her in season 1 so that saves her. And it's kind of a cliche choice to pick a villain, so let's pick someone that I've despised since the beginning - even when I was a dumb kid.

Casey.

Does he get better in later seasons? Yeah, I'd say so; he becomes less in your face and more...just annoying, but kinda like Mikey annoying where you can't hate him. But in season 2, I wanted to strangle him too - and admittedly, still kinda do. He's way too obnoxious for his own good, is way too gross in his flirting with April (he's not chauvinistic or anything, but you just roll your eyes a lot of the time), and doesn't back up his bragging or anything with actually being likable, unlike Raph.

So yeah, he's the one.

A pairing that I love:

If you asked me this when I was a kid, I would've said Apritello - April and Donnie. Now, I don't shame anyone if they ship them, but let's just say I way prefer my version in All's Fair in Love and Science (shameless self-promo 😅) where they love each other platonically and April shamelessly teases him about his crush on my OC, Andi.

But to answer, a pair that I love? Mikey and Renet, personally. She captures that inexperience as a Time Master wonderfully, and she never comes off like an idiot - she's just trying to find her footing. And Mikey's so in awe of her that it's kind of adorable. They both have that same kind of childish, free spirit that makes me just want to protect them. 😅🧡

A pairing that I despise: 

Okay, there are two.

One is the aforementioned Apritello. I used to like them as a kid, but watching it in hindsight is just cringeworthy. Don't get me wrong, I am all for Donnie having a crush (and admittedly, I'm a sucker for the love at first sight trope), but did they have to make it so forced and awkward? And I understand April feeling uncomfortable and not wanting to ruin their friendship about his feelings for her, but that's what communication is. And by not having that, she just kept leading him on and making him think he had a chance - only to either ignore him or just continue treating him like just a friend. It was so forced and awkward and...ugh.

And for the obvious - Leorai, Leo and Karai. Okay, who thought it was a good idea to imply that two siblings could have a romance - and have it be canon that one sibling had a crush on the other? Don't get me wrong, I love Karai; she's bar none my favorite female character in the show. And like I said, I love Leo - but the crush he had on Karai is what brings his character down for me. If they wrote him as impressed by her skills and seeing the good in her from a platonic point of view, it would've been sweet - and added another layer to Leo's character. But no, they went with the pseudo-incest perspective and made us all creeped out.

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Thank you for the ask, girl! ❤️

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Whumptober day 2:

Trust Issues

Amusement Park | “You got away with the crime, while the knife’s in my back.”

Fandom: BNHA

…

Swallowing thickly, adjusting his shirt for the umpteenth time, avoiding his own eyes in the mirror before him, static clinging to his being as his hair floats,

“Haven’t you been dating this chick for a while?”

“I’m not nervous!”

Denki’s too quick defense has Sero raising a brow where he lounges on the blonds bed, handheld game long forgotten as he watches the nervous wreck in front of him,

“Denk’s, is there a reason you’re… not… nervous?” The tape hero questions with caution, tone gentle and non judgmental to try and ease the nerves of his friend.

“Everythings fine dude! I just… want everything to go right!” Denki has turned away from the mirror, busying himself with collecting his stuff and straightening his room.

“It’s just a date, to an amusement park of all things, it’s supposed to be fun.” Sero’s eyes track Denki as he moves about, noting the trembling hands and small sparks that pop from his fingers where static meets conductors.

Denki doesn’t answer, but he does pause, eyebrows furrowed for some reason, he turns to his friend for the first time in at least an hour,

“Dates are supposed to be fun??” The genuine confusion concerns Sero all over again.

“Yes…” He drawls carefully, “You have been dating this girl cause you like her right?”

Denki’s brow furrows more, staring at Sero as if to find the joke in his words, but when he finds none, he can only look away again.

“I mean, yeah of course. W-why else would I go through all this trouble?”

“Denki Pikachu Kaminari, what's going on? Do I need to get the others??” Sero stands, putting his best impression of an American mother into his stance and threat.

Denki whips back around hands out in a placating gesture, wild look in his eyes,

“Don’t!”

Oh, he definitely would be.

“What is going on Denks, you’re freaking me out.”

The groan that leaves the blond is reluctant and panicked,

“It's not that big a deal!”

“If it's upsetting you it is!”

Wrapping his arms tightly around himself, Denki stares at the ground, and Sero’s own nerves just continue to grow at the silence, until,

“My parents have been setting me up on these dates.” It's admitted quietly, barely an utterance, but Sero hears it nonetheless.

“What, why?”

“Look, I just have to get through this date, I’ll tell you everything later, but I can’t be late.”

His eyes bore into Sero’s, a storm of emotions, and Sero has rarely been able to turn down his friend.

“Alright…”

He’ll get the others, it looks like they had plans tonight after all.

…

It was their third date, and while Denki was never a fan of them when his parents were involved, this set had been particularly… rough.

The girls his parents picked out were typically the few that he would rather die than date. Rude, money seeking, power hungry, well Denki could go on. He could usually deal, three dates, he could come up with a reason his parents should hate them and they’d move on and Denki would have about a month of freedom. It was a tiring routine but he had been handling it, until Ryo Hinaku.

The last two dates, she had planned some rather cruel ‘pranks’. Denki wasn’t a newb to having a laugh, he knew laughter was good medicine, but he also was well aware of the line between funny and not. Hinaku however, didn't seem to care, she delighted in terrifying Denki and luring him in with a false sense of security. Claiming he was being a baby, and couldn't take a joke, and what kind of hero in training was he anyway.

But it was just one last date, just one more, he just needed to be vigilant, and not fall for any more tricks. He could do this…

He couldn’t do this.

“Hinaku, are you sure?”

“Don't be a party pooper, it's literally a date requirement to go on these rides.”

Denki stares at the coaster, large and mostly enclosed, a mix of Villain and horror theme of some kind. Denki didn't mind rollercoasters or horror, but this was the perfect place for her to pull something, and he’d much prefer if it wasn't in a place with figures that had faces that haunted some of his worst nightmares. But from the grip she had on his arm, and the large mass of people around them, it would be better not to pick a fight, causing a scene would only make his parents mad.

“Trust me, it’ll be fun.”

He doesn’t, but goes anyway, waiting in line and making it all the way up front with a cobra wrapped around his arm uncomfortably, they find their seats, Denki taking care in strapping in.

The blond should have known, he should have seen it coming, he should have said no.

Straps locked in, he turns to find Hinaku up on the platform at the exit, her grin is as spine tingling as they come as she wiggles her fingers in a taunting goodbye. The ride starts up, she touches something on the control podium and leaves as the coaster zooms to life.

No other screams accompany his own.

…

“I swear I saw them come this way-”

“There!”

The group turns to see Ryo Hinaku by herself, a wicked grin on her face as she laughs with some tall dude they’d never seen before. They’re walking away from the main coaster in the Scare part of the park, and there's no Denki in sight.

“What the hell.” Bakugo mutters, a dark look on his face.

“Who the heck is that, and where's Denki?” Mina looks ready to pounce, all sense of excitement vanishing as she finds the situation more severe than they’d thought.

There's shouts coming from inside the ride, real terror clear, as people run out in a panic. Including who looks to be the ride conductor. They run as one, grabbing the guy before he can get far,

“What happened?!” Sero puts every ounce of ‘Hero’ into his voice as he can, channeling Aizawa sensei.

“The box exploded! There's a fire and the ride’s stuck!” He sounds young, likely not someone in charge, his fear is wild and full and they won't get much from him.

“How many were on the ride??”

“J… just one. A chick slipped me extra to give them a private ride but then she left the kid all alone! I… It was too late to stop the ride, I thought it would be fine!”

They had a sick feeling in their gut.

“Call the authorities. We’ll do what we can.”

The guy runs.

“I’m gonna kill her.” Bakugo growls.

“Denki first.” Kirishima reminds the angry blond, his own face set in a snarl unlike his usual look.

“Uh guys.” Mina points to the building, just as the first wood plank falls, fire engulfing the entrance.

“Could really use water powers about now.” Sero mutters, “We don’t know how far the ride was, we need to hurry, Denki could be stuck.”

“This is one of the larger rides, it has loops and everything, if it stopped on one…” Mina gnaws on her lip at the thought.

“We need to get in there, and fast, before someone shows up and stops us.” Sero agrees, “maybe we make our own entrance.”

Bakugo’s grin is feral as he complies.

…

Denki groans, head spinning and light, arms above his head and something pushing uncomfortably into his shoulders. He blinks several times to clear his vision, only to find the fog isn’t on his eyes, no not fog, smoke. Shit.

His arms feel like lead as he tries to bring them to his face- Ah… he’s upside down.

Denki hates his life sometimes.

At least this would be a good reason not to date her any longer.

Alright Denki, just be calm, you can do this, just shock the mechanism and you can open the seat locks. Do a cool superhero landing, get yourself out of here, everything will be fine. He looks down- er… up? Whatever- Below him, to find the floor really far away. Like really far. What the flip. How was this up to code!? In a building!? On fire!?

“Calm down. Alright. You can do this Denki. Just… don't let go of the seat, and you won't fall to your doom. You got this.”

Deep breaths are hard when all your organs are squished against your throat, but Denki takes one anyway before reaching for his quirk. A small spark from his hands, the shoulder bracer springs open and the waist belt pops apart. His body goes with gravity, his knuckles white as he holds the bracer- his collar bone sends a wave of pain from his head to his toes, his hand spasming with it.

Well the ground looks closer now.

Remembering every bit of training he can, he decides he needs his legs more, and maneuvers his body mid air to do some kind of roll. He's also reminded that that is far easier to do at an angled drop than a straight fall. Darkness encompasses his vision.

Everything hurts as the world comes back, smoke is filling his lungs and his quirk is buzzing crazier than usual. Forcing his eyes open, he must be laying in the spot from his earlier view, as he now can see the empty coaster above him. That and the heat of flames licking in from all sides.

Releasing another groan, he forces his body to comply as he stumbles to his feet, one arm hanging uselessly to his side while the other wraps around aching ribs. His vision spins as his brain pounds on his skull- proving he does in fact have one thank you- but he makes his way towards the least blazey part of the room.

Leaning partly against a wall to remain on his feet, Denki keeps moving forward in the hopes of an exit sign. He hears crashes behind him and tries not to cringe and upset his collar bone further, to keep his panic at bay at the encroaching fire. The wall ends abruptly and he finds himself stumbling into a room as the tracks turn. He freezes as a voice fills his ears, raising his head to find several villains from the USJ attack.

The building shakes as more booming collapses happen somewhere behind him, dust fills the room and he can barely shield his face in time for the trembling fall of the framed entrance of the room. Before he can catch his breath, reorient, water falls from the ceiling in a large wave that has him smacking into the wall and his vision whiting out as air leaves his lungs and water fills his nose.

“Our Quirks definitely have the a-a-advantage in the w-wa-wat-er-er.”

…

“Shit shit shit! Hurry, that way!!”

“Its the only fuckin way, calm the hell down!”

“Move!”

Kirishima collides with all three of his friends, sending them sprawling into the next room as more ceiling falls behind them, blocking off their previous path.

“What if he was in there! The coaster was… I mean he has to be okay right!?”

What had once been the largest loop, was now a crumbling mess, coaster cars in pieces, but no sign of the blond that they could see. With the path back now gone, they had to hope…

“Look.” Bakugo’s palm is lit up in sparking bursts, illuminating the wall next to them where a smear of blood slices through the painting of the slums. “It's fresh.”

“It's so much…oh Denki where are you?”

The group follows the tracks, the passageway obviously an interlude to something else, a sharp turn has them frowning, as around the corner is blocked. But the blood leads them here.

“The main supports seem fine still.” Kirishima notes, dust and ash smeared along his exposed skin. His shirt is tied around his face, his extra shirt around Mina’s, while Sero and Bakugo had used their jackets.

“Then let's get this shit out of the way.”

Mina melts what she can, Kirishima uses brute force on the larger pieces and Bakugo and Sero work at the rest. As water starts seeping through the cracks, they all share worried looks, as a small shock lights up where if dripped on Seros arm, the panic sets in. He jerks away, the others doing much the same at his intense reaction,

“Either a power line broke in there. Or…”

“Shit.”

“DENKI! ARE YOU IN THERE BUDDY??” Kirishima’s voice booms around them, hoping the small gaps would be enough to allow sound through.

It's as he thinks it, that he hears anything at all. A whirring sound, like a broken record, low and creepy as words crackle through it,

“We’ll g-g-get-t th-th-ose kid-d-ds as so-oo-on as t-t-t-t-they hi-hi-hit the wat-eeeer.”

“Denki?” Mina cautions.

A wet gurgle of a gasp, a groan,

“Denki! We’re here buddy!” Sero moves closer, stepping over the small trickle of a puddle, “Denks, to get to you, I need you to stop your quirk.”

“V..vill…”

“It's not real, and if it is, we’ll destroy it before it can get to you. But we have to be able to get in.”

“S..sorry..”

“Nothing to apologize for. Just… help us out okay? We’re right here.”

It's quiet besides some quiet rasping breaths, Sero hesitantly touches the water, with a quick nod, the four of them make quick work of the rest of the pile, water cascading out and soaking them in one fell swoop. They can hardly care however, as a panicked gasp hits their ears, rushing inside to find a room full of several USJ villain animatronics, and one coming right at Denki.

Bakugo releases a fierce yell, explosions lighting up the room, Kirishima is quick to harden and shield Denki’s prone form, as Mina and Sero drop to his sides. He sopping wet, blood matting his hair further, as well as one side of his body, enough they can’t tell where it originates from. His eyes are bleery, blinking unevenly up at them, breaths still that wet sounding rasp.

“Shit dude, what the heck happened to you.”

“W…wasn’t f-fun.”

“I can imagine sweetheart…” Mina whimpers herself, hands fluttering about as she tries to identify his wounds.

But Denki is looking at him, and Sero remembers.

“You don’t have to anymore Denks, we’ll figure it out together okay.”

“S-s-she’s an-n-n a-ass-s-s.”

“Yeah, but we won't let her get away with it.”

“P-p-parents go-gonna b-be so m-m-mad.”

“She nearly killed you! I’d hope they’d be mad.” Kirishima cuts in, joining them with that matching worried look.

“A-a-at m-m-me.”

“I’ll kill them too if I have to.” Bakugo growls, face darkening more as he takes in Denki’s form, “Shit, we need to get him out of here. I’m making an exit.”

“We’ll worry about all of that Denki, you just focus on staying awake.”

“K-kay…”

“Found them!”

“..ets get 'em out of here!”

“...urry up…go…now!”

Beep. Beep. Beep

[unreadpoppy]

personal vent under the cut

i love my mom, i really do, but fucking hell, it gets tiring dealing with her. I don't want to be one of those people but my mom is bipolar and it's fucking hard ok, like i know that it's harder for her, obviously, but fuck dude it's hard for me too. And I try and do better for her but god it's fucking tiring when you're the only one trying to put in the work. Mom understands only what she wants to understand, she only believes in what she wants to believe and she doesn't fucking listen. I've already told her that I don't want to talk if I have my earphones on and she keeps insisting and then complains about it.

Mom doesn't know time and place so she'll choose the worst fucking time ever to talk about really delicate matters (like her asking me about my religious beliefs in the fucking car while we were driving back home from the dentist). We tell her that she'd have a better relationship with my brother if she didn't ask him stuff about his personal life IN THE MIDDLE OF LUNCH but fuck that, she does what she wants. I'm boiling some water to cook and my mom asks me to go grab something in the reception of our building and i tell her no and she starts on a rant about how "you raise someone for twenty years and they don't do anything for you" bc GOD FORBID me or my brother say no to our mom bc is this every.fucking.time we say we don't want to do something with/for her.

and what hurts me the most is when mom accuses me (and sometimes my brother) of loving our dad more bc this is something that she asks about since i was a child and is something that distresses me since then, and i know why she says that, it's bc she sees me spending hours talking with dad, i sometimes tell him stuff first and i usually go out with him more. But there's a fucking reason for all of those, and it's that, althought my dad can (and many times will) be the biggest dick in the whole fucking world, HE LISTENS (most of the time). He fucking listens to me rambling, he knows that if I want to go to a certain place to do 1 thing, I just want to do that and nothing more (unlike my mom who tells me we'll do one thing and then starts doing others and dragging me along), dad knows the places that I like to go and that if i don't want to talk, he's not gonna push me to.

And another thing that makes it so difficult to live with my mom is that she doesn't fucking realize when she's being annoying and when we try to be polite about it, she gets angry. For example, my mom has poor hearing so she puts her phone on fucking blast, but i'm sensitive to noise, so sometimes i'll be in the living room, trying to watch the news or something else and my mom will be on social media, watching videos ON THE FUCKING HIGHEST VOLUME EVER and i tell her like hey can you lower it, she makes a face (and this is something that annoys everyone in the house but it's always like this). Or, and that is what i hate even more, is when i'm like on my computer doing something, and mom walks in my room, and lays on my bed and just stays there and if i tell her to leave, she'll complain, but imma be honest, if i'm in my room, it's cause i don't want to freaking talk. If i want to talk to someone, I REACH OUT TO THEM. And the other day it really got on my nerves cause mom was playing pokemon go ( or trying to figure out) so she asks me while i'm playing bg3, and i help her to do stuff and instead of leaving, she stays in my room, with the music of the game on fucking blast, so loud that i can't even hear BG3. And if i tell her to leave, guess what? she'll complain about how ungrateful i am.

Like, there was this day where i was crying bc of some shit my brother did to me, and bc i was so upset, i didn't want to talk about it then. My dad saw me crying, asked if i wanted to talk about it and i said later. My mom saw me crying, she didn't know what i was crying about but started saying some stuff and when i told her that 1) that wasn't what made me upset and 2) i didn't want to talk about it, she starts going on about how she's just trying to give advice and yada yada and i again, i was already upset and i know i could have said it better but fuck i had had a long ass day, so i said fuck her advice and she started screaming while i just wanted to be left the fuck alone. And like, my dad also fucks up in the situation later bc when i tell him (and mom) about what my brother had done, he puts the blame on ME and says i was wrong (up until this day i have received no apology for this whole bullshit, from neither of the men but whatever)

And like i keep getting told that i need to see her side of things but why do i have to do that when she doesn't do the same for me?Why do i have to be the bigger person when i'm literally 20 and she's 56?

i love my mom, i really do, she's my biggest suporter in literally anything and she always has my back, but fuck, sometimes living with her is detrimental to my mental health (and this can go for the rest of the people i live with but this post is about her).

[lord-aldhelm]

salty ask: 2, 7, 10 & 14, please!

2. Are there any popular fandom OTPs you only BroTP? I mean, Uhtred x Aethelflaed for sure, but I don't know how popular that ship really is.

7. Is there anything you used to like but can’t stand now? No, actually the opposite. I have gained a greater appreciation for many characters that I previously did not like.

10. Most disliked arc and why? For me it is the whole succession arc, and with Aethelflaed being given the Mercian throne by Uhtred. Makes my bile rise thinking about it.

14. Unpopular opinion about your fandom? This will probably get me crucified, but oh well. Probably not unpopular on here, but I cannot STAND Uhtred! He grated on my nerves from the very beginning. I think he is a boring and flat character, unreasonably overpowered, and too much of a male Mary Sue. No one is allowed to hate him, no one is allowed to disagree with him, or they get labeled an enemy.

He is a shitty husband, father, and brother to his family. I don't blame Alfred one bit for not trusting him, nor Aelswith for despising him. And his mission of taking back Bebbanburg should not be celebrated. He is like the "Saxon Forrest Gump", and it is so unrealistic. Dude has been EVERYWHERE: a part of every major battle, met every king, seems to know everybody in the entire seven kingdoms, and has every strong female character fall in love with him.

He was clearly written as a men’s fantasy alter ego rather than a realistic character with any depth. He is god's gift to the Earth. Every man wants to be him, and every woman wants him. A mighty warlord who never looses a fight. He is overpowered and overwhelms the story, so that none of the other characters can eat, shit, or breathe without asking for his help. Every King and Lord across the lands calls on him for help, like he is Hercules or something. Give me a break.

[zalrb]

Anon-Requested Love Island USA Review - Episode 2 (out of, like, 7 million)

"WHY DID SHE PICK ME?" because you're on a reality show and they need a villain, Rob, or the snake who controls you, use your head.

"I'm with Coye. He's 6'8." LMAO why does she say that like it's his profession?

Coye: Oh, I am NOT worried about these two dudes. All the other men: well you wouldn't be, would you?

"They can bring HERCULES in this motherfucker", Coye, Hercules probably has a personality outside of his height, shut up.

Seeing him humbled would be fun ngl.

Rob is just sitting there having a full out existential crisis

and it's HILARIOUS.

When did rizz become synonymous with obnoxiousness?

LMAO all of you - except Rob, I guess- were about to risk it all for Liv, you can't get pissy when your ladies will do the same for the other AI-generated looking men.

Connor's eyes freak me out.

"So tell me now, if it's a no." "Well, it's not a no." Really, Rob because you look like you hate her.

"I really wouldn't choose someone if I didn't think something was there" you would for the plot. It's literally the point of you.

Rob: If I take three deep breaths then I will forget all about Leah.

Btw, I think Kendall looks like an Aaron and I have to remind myself that his name is Kendall, which means, inevitably, there will be a time where I say Aaron and I mean Kendall.

"I thought it was a little mean." I'm sorry that the person who came into the show to stir shit up stirred shit up.

"Yo bro, did you get that [shirt] extra small??" Aaron (actually Aaron) you were READY for Liv to pick you, shut UP.

"Sir, you're 5'5 sit the fuck down." I love how tall men really have no personalities outside of their height. It is amazing.

Why are they acting as if going to the gym is a novelty amongst this group of people? "No way, you're a gym rat too?" OBVIOUSLY???

Kaylor's voice is just ... a lot.

"I didn't expect us to have so much in common." The gym and sushi?

Hakeem gets on my goddamm NERVES. Him and Kendall. Trying way too hard to seem like they're not trying too hard.

"Oh you work out everyday?" "Yeah, I, like, love working out." Another unique connection.

Kaylor: Connor is husband material. I have decided this after one conversation.

"You look like you've never had a carb in your life." "I have carbs ALL the time. I just had *a* cookie." Alright.

The two endangered species blondes are bonding!

Hakeem: Are you naked? *pulls covers to see more clearly* I mean, do you want him to be?

I just feel like one season of Love Island has to have a pair of the ladies or a pair of the guys pairing off and fucking up the whole thing.

"What kind of women do you usually go for?" Hakeem: NON-BLACK WOMEN.

Rob: "I'm going to make avocado toast for both of my girlfriends. This is a good idea, right?" Kendall: .... .... ... ... .... .... .... ............ ...... it's a GOOD idea. L M A O. He wants the drama.

Rob: It's just .... nice, though... Kendall: Oh yeah, sure. Sure.

"I want to be completely honest with both of you going forward."

Me:

But will you be?

Rob: I like animals Liv: Boring. I sometimes like to be the centre of attention. Rob: Ew. You like Ed Sheeran?? Basic. Liv: Who even is this artist you listen to? Lmao.

I swear to god, every time Hakeem speaks I'm forwarding.

Can you bench me? NO YOU CAN'T. Lmao, nice. I've done that. "Oh, you can't pick me up, please" *acts surprised when I am indeed picked up*

STUPID, BLOODY MR. MUSCLES OVER HERE DOING PRESS-UPS WITH MY FUTURE WIFE. a) this is hilarious b) She wasn't your future wife when you thought you had a chance with Liv.

ROFL Rob is STRESSED

Obviously, I haven't kissed her ... outside of the challenge. Kordell looks like he needs a juice box and a packed lunch and should be sent off to daycare. Why are you here with these grown people?

"Should I step in?" "STEP IN." "Uh...." "It's not gonna kill you to go step in." "Is that a dick thing to do." "GET YOUR ASS UP." Lmao the men are always the instigators. Messy ass bitches.

I don't know how anyone can trust Connor with those eyes.

It took Rob way too long to talk to Leah.

"We have absolutely nothing in common. It was flirty but it wasn't, like, spark-y" sure, did you have that conversation with Liv, though? Mr. Honesty?

When I give you the signal, meet me at the dock. L M A O. OK, Mr. Honesty.

"It's, like, a little mini date?" You went to the other side of the villa and sat on a bench, please.

I trust Rob. BRAVE.

OK it's done.

[we-pay-for-everything]

I've watched all available episodes of Nancy Drew and am rewatching season 3 (can you tell I ship Nace), and here are some of my thoughts no one asked for:

The biggest plot twist was the reveal in season 3 or 4 that Nancy's mom hasn't even been dead for a year. It's fucking crazy how each season spans a few weeks?? You're telling me that in less of a year Nick and George fell in love, got engaged, and then broke up? And Nick's on his third relationship. Bess fell in love 3 times?? She loved the FBI agent, called Odette the love of her life and is now seriously in to the new girl? And how many boyfriends has Nancy had? Nick, Owen, Gil, Park, and soon Ace? Plus she had a thing with the other detective? And now Ace is the love of her life? Carson really started dating that cop as soon as his wife died and is now seriously dating someone else? He's probably still paying for his wife's funeral. Do normal people move on this fast? Also, in less than a year the gang decided they would die for each other, unquestioningly? Intense.

Season 2 was a mess. Season 1 was legit fucking scary and the plot was amazing. After season 1 the show felt completely new. Season 2 was the worst because they did a whole concept change with the case of the week format, which imo didn't work. The episodes were all dry and there was nothing driving the story forward. Seasons 3 and 4 are a mix of seasons 1 and 2, with the episodes having some continuity and still standing on their own.

Season 2 also had the issue of Odette. I hated that storyline. The actress honestly did a very poor job. I couldn't connect with her at all. Season 4 is way better so far.

It's fucking weird how it was an issue when underage George dated Ryan (ewww), but Nancy (or the show) doesn't apparently see a problem with three grown-ass men being into a teenage girl? She's so smart but doesn't think it's inappropriate for them to date her? Especially the cops??

I'm sure Nancy gets on everyone's nerves, but she really has the unfortunate main female lead syndrome. She's insufferable most of the time. She's always getting everyone in trouble, never listens, puts herself and her cases first. When Ace got in trouble and asked her to solve the chocolate box riddle, she literally ignored him while he still asked about her case and told her to be careful. Although he was scared and in danger, he didn't mind being told no and stopped to talk with her. The hilarious thing is that she later solved the riddle in like 2 seconds lmao. The show takes it too far. She's smart but her photographic memory is ridiculous.

To be fair, the characters were also unfair to Nancy when they blamed them for their death curses in season 2. They said it was her fault because she was selfish, but they literally insisted on going with her to call on the Aglaeca. She told them not to.

Bess's best love interest was Odette. I didn't like the actress's performance, but it was cute anyway, and that one kiss they shared was magical.

I started noticing something between Ace and Nancy in season 2, and now I ship them, but it's also weird seeing them together. They fell in love even when they were dating other people?

One of the best lines in the show was when George's grandma said something like "It's not a path if it goes nowhere. That's a hole in the ground." Made me laugh the two times I heard it.

I wish the show had stuck with the season 1 format.

I shipped Owen and Nancy and he's still my second favorite boyfriend of hers after Ace.

Nancy saying Ace isn't letting her move on in season 4 is absurd. How is her stopping her??? But the dude shouldn't have let the ferret go just because he got jealous. He went through all that trouble just to catch it.

I still don't fully understand why George and Nick broke up.

I love Ryan and Carson's dynamic, and their dynamic with Nancy. It's like found family, with a twist. Ryan is Nancy's biological dad but he literally just found out and Carson raised Nancy but she's not his biological daughter. It's also cute how Ace is tight with Carson. He was really nice to him.

After Nancy absorbed all the lust in the chastity dress, she later said it was refreshing to just feel desire, but that was so cheesy. I'm sorry, but when does she not allow herself to feel desire? That girl is not repressed in any way - only emotionally.

I'm not super fond of George either. My faves are Ace, Bess, Ryan and Carson. Nick and George's sisters are cute too.

I had other things I wanted to say but I can't remember them...

Also, if anyone wants to chat about Nancy Drew, my ask box and "DMs" are open!

[mischief-lies-and-stories]

Loki Episode 2 Reactions (Less Coherent Edition)

It's very long this week, sorry. Obvious spoilers.

I miss Sylvie but I hope we go to the World's Fair today

SHUT UP WITH THAT FUCKING EPISODE TITLE OH MY GOD

fuck i forgot how hysterical he sounds at the beginning :(((

YUCK kissing (sorry)

Little peppier of a logo theme today okay

Okay I yelled YES! extremely fucking loud when Loki stepped out of the time door in the full fucking suit. It was so loud I hurt my own ears

Ugh fuck off Wolfe

Oh what's happening. He's not a variant?

"He's a friend from work" is all I'm fucking hearing here

Mobius fam this is your job why is Loki better at your job than you are?

THE RUFFLES I'm sorry I'm stuck on the ruffles

B-15 what's going on

YEAH LOKI FUCK HIM UP

dude you can't outrun Loki this guy's a fast runner!

YES LOKI THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I SAID

Loki, teleport! Have you forgotten all your fucking powers???

YES I LOVE YOU I LOVE THIS GOOD BOI

YESSSSSSSSSSS

I am kind of pissed Mo doesn't know which one is the real Loki, but I'm gonna choose Fool and say if he'd been there he'd have figured it out.

"Suits you" Loki oh my god "tighter than it looks isn't it"

OB!!!!!!!

OB???

YES OH MY GOD YES MY BOI IS IN HYPERFIXATION MODE

OB I love you

Loki and Mobius doing technical work and lightly bickering about it is my fucking shit give me this workplace sitcom

Oh my god. It's my sitcom episode. Not the one I wanted but it's a fucking sitcom right now.

CASEY WHEN YOU MEET OB YOU'RE GONNA FANBOY SO FUCKING HARD I CAN'T WAIT

hang on didn't he just say he needed to look at it don't take it back now

Mobius calling Loki out for not letting Wolfe get under his skin I'm dying

Leave him alone you fucking demon school bus bastard at least he knows himself. Do you know yourself Exxie? Do you even know who you become? Watch yourself you fucking pit stain

Stop letting him talk Loki, because it's gonna get worse. He's just gonna bring more shit in until you break

Mobius is like aw shit this is about to get bad

Loki don't

PET??!! PET??!! LOKI PUNCH HIS LIGHTS OUT FUCK GOOD COP BAD COP JUST FUCK HIM UP

Loki's little smile when Mobius tells that stupid joke

I know he's being chill and blase because it's an interrogation and it's the tactic he's employing right now, but for real WHY DOESN'T HE CARE??!! (I mean I've written this characterization of him before, but I still don't get it)

Oh nevermind holy SHIT

WHAT THE FUCK

oh no now I have theories I don't have any business having

LOKI THAT'S NOT EQUIVALENT OH MY GOD

Mobius :(

I get why Loki changed the subject, but I'm not ready to change the subject

GODDAMN THAT SMILE MOBIUS PUTS ON LOKI'S FACE FUCKS ME UP

OB BE CAREFUL OH MY GOD

FUCKING FUCK WHAT DOES THAT MEAN

LOKI FUCK HIM UP

oh I love this they're so good at this

Loki how big is your back pocket?!

Wait. I'm not falling for this. I'm not falling for this. They planned this. Mobius is in on this.

Because if they didn't plan this. If Loki's doing this on his own. Mobius will kill him. And there goes the lokius.

FUCK YES I KNEW IT

I TRUSTED YOU

OB AND CASEY!!! Shame to meet under these circumstances

YES MEET CUTE SIGN HIS GUIDEBOOK

YES OH MY GOD I WAS JOKING

CUTIES HOLY SHIT

and cue McDonald's commercial I guess

YES HIS NAME IS BILL WHO WAS RIGHT I WAS RIGHT

no put this theme back where it came from or so help me

AWKWARD

well I like that beyond Loki's first nerves, it seems all business and no romance

OH BOTH OF YOU STOP SPECULATING THEY AREN'T TALKING ABOUT EACH OTHER

Mobius shut up

Oh I'm so glad I have context for "you slapped me in the face"

Oh fuck Mobius I hate when you figure things out a second too late

Thank you S

Oh MOTHER OF

YESSS FUCK YESSS GET EM

Oh my god

WHERE IS THE BITCH

OH MY GOD HE'S TOUCHING HIM

Dammit his name is Jack. Some other guy's Bill though!!! There is a Bill!!!

[tonberry-yoda]

Hellohello♡ if it's okay could I put here Donatello Versus for the thingy of naming a character? Thank you sm sm, you're always so sweet 💕

notes: bro, thank you for requesting for him honestly. i was looking around to get some inspo and see what other people wrote for him, but dude, there's literally NOT A SINGLE FIC FOR THIS DUDE, WHAT?!!?!?!? I will be the trend setter and write for Versus, just for you love. (and rikiel my love when i get the inspo.) ive been kinda lacking in the writing world with a bit of a block, but nothing crazy. i did just finish a long ahh book, so that always has something to do with it. sorry this note was so long lmao. have an amazing day and stay extra hydrated <333

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You couldn't help but stare at his blue eyes and ridiculously soft hair. This happened on far too many occasions, but nothing was actually going to stop you from looking. He would always try to push you away too. Tell you that he was better off on his own and didn't need you "getting in his way". But the moment you would come to him just to simply be around him, his nerves would calm and he can't help but let you stay.

You even started to notice that instead of pushing you away, he would pull you closer, still saying that you were "getting in his way". He would do little things: wrap an arm around you, pick a fuzz off of your jacket, wipe little crumbs off of your face when you ate, etc. It wasn't much, but you loved it.

Slowly, you started to notice that the two of you were never apart. You would wake up in his dinky apartment wrapped in his warm arms as the sun rose. You would be cooking breakfast for the two of you in the kitchen. You would call him every day just to check up on him. It was becoming a routine between the two of you, and you didn't hate it. And by the way it seemed, neither did he.

---

"Donatello?" You said, walking through the door.

He immediately got up, hearing that your voice sounded different. "y/n? What's wrong?"

He walked to the front door and sighed in relief when he saw you were okay.

"I'm fine," you said, shuffling in your spot a bit. "I just... I want to tell you something."

He walked closer to you and helped you take off your jacket while you slipped off your shoes. "What is it?" He asked as you stood up and wrapped your arms around the back of his neck, pulling him into a warm embrace.

"I..." You paused, trying to think of exactly it was you wanted to say. "I come over here all the time. I practically live here. Doesn't that... doesn't that bother you?"

He pulled away from the hug for a second, his arms still around your back. "What? Of course not."

"What I'm trying to say, Donatello, is that I think I love you." You looked at him with bright eyes and he stared right back, confounded.

"You... what?!"

You went to pull away from him, but he pulled you right back into his arms and into a tighter hug. "I thought I was the only one." He whispered in your ear, pressing a kiss onto your neck.

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