#Just like every one else she was reaching for a power that wasn't her's lol

[imminent-danger-came]

*ahem* *roles up to the post late & with a coffee*

So the driving thing behind Spider Queen's actions is to relive her glory days, to reclaim her empire.

Thinking about our other purple characters (all antagonists at one point or another), we have DBK, Macaque, Azure, Yellowtusk, and Peng. So, my proposition is that purple is a color that represents being stuck in the past. DBK was freed from the underworld and immediately continued his plans for world domination. Macaque is so focused on revenge because of his past with Monkey King (*chanting* SHADOW PLAY SHADOW PLAY SHADOW PLAY). Azure (and Peng/Yellowtusk) are all caught up in the days of their "glorious rebellion". You feel me

note to self. still want to figure out what the hell purple stands for in the color symbolism of lego monkie kid

[manic-sapphic]

i know this is a running joke fr but i think there's a good reason for it.

lol like, only sw could find a way to make a sacrifice a selfish move.

literally, only decent thing she ever did was this moment - incinerating herself and the whole room. thanks for finally getting tf outta the way of these girls annnd uhh thanks for.. hmmm.. literally nothing else.

and like, i don't even mean that as getting outta the way of their love. though obvi she actively worked to keep that shit in shambles. i just mean - get out of the way of them living a healthy happy fucking life you old pos :)

but side note, i have had people tell me they think what sw said to catra before the room bursts into flames - was an intentional validation she "knew" would offer her & adora success w the failsafe that sw realized she wouldn't have.

and yeah i sincerely do hope that stupid bitch at least was emotionally aware enough to know that yeah - if she was the one to take adora to the heart, it wasn't gonna work. but even still, if that were true, that wouldn't mean taking the hit from the monster so adora & catra could continue on together somehow awards sw any credit for their success. a chance is never a guarantee.

adora and catra made every stride that had to be made on their own (literally and figuratively). everything shadow weaver tried to brainwash them w in the horde - every awful fucking instinct she worked to ingrain in them - they had to find the power in themselves to reach past all of it. to conquer the divide sw fucking created herself, and meet in the middle.

so no lol. sw gets no cred or love from me. (sorry if this post seems extra aggro tho, it's late where i am and i can't sleep, it gets me kinda irked sometimes lol)

sincerely, manic catra~

bonus tho here's a 3 second edit i found on yt celebrating catradora's freedom from sw ~

[goldfades]

𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐮��𝐡. | delicate au, jack hughes

౨ৎ ─ summary | this takes place in late august of 2023, a little before the njd season started. jack hughes dm's the girl the whole internet thinks he's dating and invites her to a pre-season get-together at his house.

─ word count | 1.9k

─ warnings | anxiety, some flirting? nothing else!

─ taglist | @dancerbailey3 @valluvsu @daisysnhl @dasiysthings @iminlovewithtz11 @literatureluster @lvrzegras @lxvleyzoe @bowen-power @ru-kru @jackhughesily @hearts-for-luke

─ ev's notes | please lmk ur thoughts on this au so far! i, of course, always read ur guys feedback so anything would be very much appreciated.

Accept message request from jhughes (jackhughes)?

jhughes: have you seen twitter? we're trending 🤣 jhughes: looks like i'm your bf now 🤷🏻🤷🏻

libbytf: yeah um i don't even know how that happened😭 libbytf: they're crazy, that's not either of us?

jhughes: it does really look like us though haha 🤣 i don't blame them

libbytf: the more i look the photos the more i disagree lol, i hope they figure it out on their own 😭

jhughes: haha yeah [seen]

jhughes: me and luke are having a pre season party, you should come if ur free jhughes: oh and if leon wants you to hahaha😭

libbytf: when is it? i'll see if i can come and if i'm in town

jhughes: next saturday at our new place

libbytf: i'll let you know!

jhughes: k lmk ( 👍🏻 )

Libby stared down at her screen, trying to comprehend what had just happened. Did she just get asked out?

She received the message later that day and she was surprised that Jack Hughes had messaged her. She wasn't starstruck or anything but he didn't seem like the "dm" type, he looked more like the type to approach you in public.

She shook her head, she didn't even know if he was hitting on her. He probably wasn't even trying to come off that way, he probably just needed more people at his party. And the truth was, after the whole "Josh" thing, she didn't really have anything to do because everyone in the world was seemingly against her. The messy breakup with Josh had left her feeling exposed, as if every aspect of her personal life was now fair game for public scrutiny.

She had been under the spotlight for years now, long before she had even considered the idea of being a singer. Her sister and father were already apart of the "Hollywood" circle, she has seen this kind of stuff before. She's never been apart of the gossip, though - this was the first time she'd been in the spotlight for a bad reason.

Growing up in the shadow of her sister's and father's fame had accustomed her to the entertainment industry and all the drama that came with it. But now, as the fallout from her breakup with Josh engulfed her, Libby found herself thrust into uncharted territory. The barrage of rumors and gossip had stripped away the layers of privacy she had worked so hard to preserve, leaving her feeling vulnerable.

Libby couldn't even turn to her music anymore, she felt like it was no use because the whole internet (and their moms) hated her for no reason other than her relationship, or lack thereof.

She was pulled out of her thoughts as she felt her phone buzz on her bed. She reached for it lazily and opened it, reading the message.

leon 😛 are you down for something this weekend?

Libby typed out a quick response.

libs 🥸 depends

leon 😛 me and some of the team are gonna have a party this weekend to celebrate the start of the season, they told me to bring someone and ur all i have

leon 😛 unless u say no i'll ask someone else

libs 🥸 jack already asked me so sure :)

leon 😛 wait so ur his plus one?

libs 🥸 no bc he's the literal host, he just invited me😭😭

leon 😛 thats weird but okay, can u still be my plus one

libs 🥸 idk if that'll change anything but sure!!

She sighed at her brother's slight stupidity. It sounds like she was going to be going to the party this weekend. As she agreed, Libby couldn't help but feel a twinge of anxiety about attending Jack's party. The thought of facing a bunch of strangers, each with their own preconceived notions about who she was, made her stomach churn.

Before she could turn off her phone, her phone buzzed and she looked at the notification.

jhughes (jackhughes) started following you!

──

"Have you been on Twitter?" Leon spoke up as he drove, his eyes glancing toward Libby before focusing back on the road.

She shrugged, "Yeah. Why?"

"Everyone thinks you're dating Jack, it's kinda funny. Isn't this like, your first time meeting him?" Leon replied with a small laugh, shaking his head.

"It's pretty dumb, isn't it?" Libby replied, her voice tinged with amusement. "Well this is like my second or third time meeting him so it's not like we're strangers but still, we're far from strangers."

"Are you sure about that? He messaged you." Leon joked as he smirked at you as you rolled your eyes. She knew he was joking but a part of her thought that maybe he was flirting with her. But Libby could not even mention that to Leon because it'll make him go crazy, staying quiet was the better option.

"Shut up," Libby mumbled as Leon laughed. "The pictures aren't even us, you know?"

"The guy looks a lot like Jack but not you. It's so funny especially because everyone swears that they know you so well but they can't even tell the difference you and some other person." Leon grinned, clearly enjoying the absurdity of the situation. "Well, I guess the internet just loves drama. Can't blame them for trying to spice things up, it is fun."

"I just hope people figure it out soon," Libby sighed, glancing out of the car window at the passing city lights. "I mean, it's not like I need more rumors right now."

Leon shrugged. "Yeah, I get it. But you know what they say, any publicity is good publicity."

"Yeah at least I'll know my new album will get tons of new streams, thanks to Josh's fangirls."

"You mean dickriders? Jesus, have you seen the comments?" Leon scoffed, making a turn to Jack and Luke's home.

Libby sighed, her shoulders slumping as she leaned back against the car seat. "Yeah, I've seen them. It's like they're just waiting for the opportunity to tear me apart completely, I can't even go on Instagram anymore."

Leon's expression softened with empathy as he reached out to place a comforting hand on Libby's arm. "They're just fucking bored, that's all. They have to tear someone down to feel better. Don't let them get to you."

Libby nodded, grateful for her brother's words of encouragement. "I know, it's just hard sometimes, you know? Feels like I'm constantly under a microscope."

Leon nodded in understanding, his gaze unwavering in its support. "Yeah, I get it. But remember, those comments don't define you. You're so much more than what people say about you."

Libby managed a small smile as they reached Jack's home. The night air was crisp as Libby and Leon made their way towards Jack's home. The distant noise from the party spilled into the quiet neighborhood as they walked towards the entrance.

The home was pretty big but you weren't surprised, they were really good and popular hockey players so of course they had a big home. However, as you walked into their porch, you noticed how clean it was. Not many boys in their twenties kept their homes so clean and organized but Libby was pleasantly surprised at how clean their home was and she hadn't even been inside yet.

Leon gave the door a few knocks before the door opened to reveal Jack, a big grin on his face and a backwards cap on his head. "Leon! You made it!"

"Yeah, and I brought Libs!" Leon grinned back at Jack as his gaze finally fell on Libby, she felt his eyes scan her body before they landed on her eyes once again.

Libby felt a slight flush rise to her cheeks as she met Jack's gaze. His warm smile putting her at ease as she returned it, trying to ignore the flutter of nerves in her stomach.

"Awesome! Come on in, guys." Jack ushered them inside, the sounds of the party becoming more pronounced as they stepped inside.

"There's some chips in the kitchen and you guys can just help yourself to the drinks inside the fridge, just don't drink any of our protein smoothies." Jack side glanced to Leon playfully, in which he responded with a quick fine. "Everyone's in the living room playing pool."

"I'm gonna go get a beer, if y'all don't mind." Leon called out as he headed towards the kitchen, leaving Libby and Jack by the entrance.

As Leon left, Libby shifted her gaze to Jack with a warm smile. There was a brief awkward silence before Jack broke it, "I didn't know that you lived in Jersey."

"Well I don't but ever since Leon's moved here I've been spending every second at his place. I actually live in New York City but it gets a little hectic, I need a break sometimes from... everything." Libby explained as she recalled all the drama from the summer, from everything with Olivia to Josh, it was eventful.

Jack nodded, his expression sympathetic as he listened to Libby's explanation. "I get it. New York can be intense, especially with everything going on."

Libby sighed, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders as she spoke about the challenges she faced. "Yeah, it's been a lot to deal with lately. Sometimes, it's nice to escape to somewhere quieter, you know?"

Jack's gaze softened with understanding. "I get it. I'm sorry by the way, with the whole uh... thing." Jack didn't really want to specify but they both knew as Libby nodded.

Libby gave him a sweet smile but before she could respond, Luke came in wearing a Devils jersey. "Dude I've been looking everywhere for you, there's something wrong with the-" He cut himself as he noticed Libby.

"Hey Luke." Libby greeted the tall curly-head with a grin as he walked over to where Libby was and gave her a side hug as Jack observed.

"Libby! I haven't seen you in a while, how's everything?" Luke asked casually as he pulled back.

"Can't complain." You spoke with a small grin as you looked in between the boys. "You?"

"Very excited for the new season, I don't know if you could tell." Luke chuckled as he looked down at the jersey.

Libby couldn't help but chuckle at Luke's enthusiasm. Even though she's never formally met Jack, her and Luke have a pretty good friendship through Leon. As soon as they met they clicked and now they're practically tied at the hip. "Hmm... I couldn't tell. Go Rangers, right?"

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"Whoa, don't you dare step foot in our homes and disrespect us like that. That is a like a slur around here." Jack shook his head playfully as him and Luke exchanged looks before all three of you busted out laughing.

"Sorry, sorry won't happen again!"

"It better not or we're gonna have to kick you out." Luke threatened with a mock-serious expression. "But seriously Jack, the TV isn't working and everyone wants to play Fifa for some reason."

Jack shrugged as he motioned to Libby towards the living room, "I don't even know if we own Fifa..."

They all entered the spacious living room where everyone was. There were some teammates who she recognized and some people she'd never seen before. Jack and Luke ventured off toward the TV, leaving Libby to go stand by the couch. She'd enjoyed the night so far but as she stood there, anxiety began to creep into her stomach.

Everyone here knew somebody and right now the only people she was close with was her brother, Luke and Jack and they were all playing Fifa right now.

"Libs, get a controller we need one more player!" Jack shouted from the coach and waved at her to come over. Libby hesitated for a moment, feeling a familiar pang of anxiety at the thought of joining a group of people she didn't know well. But as she stared back at Jack, she swallowed all her fears and walked over, taking a controller.

As she settled in next to them, Libby felt a sense of normalcy wash over her. For the first time in a long time, she felt like she could just be herself, without the weight of everyone's expectations or the glare of being perceived.

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[generic-sonic-fan]

I’d love to hear your headcannons on what G.U.N. thinks of the sonic cast! Idk what it is exactly but the idea of G.U.N. coming up with a bunch of plans in regards to (mostly) a bunch of teens and kids is intriguing to me

This is such a fun and interesting prompt, thank you so much for sending it! I love worldbuilding in the Sonic universe lol. LONG post below cut

Sonic:

The ultimate worst case scenario.

Much in the same way an ICBM can be anywhere in the world within 30 minutes, Sonic can be anywhere at any time and cause MASSIVE amounts of destruction.

GUN wasn't nearly as worried about Sonic before they tried to frame him in SA2. They thought it'd be easy to pin the blame of Shadow's behaviors on Sonic and then pardon him later.

They were wrong.

Now GUN threat evaluators place Sonic just behind Eggman in world threat level. They struggle to understand what his morals might be and all their attempts to reach out to Sonic and ask him to clarify have been met with a "nah!" from the hedgehog himself.

There's one group in particular within the organization who are extremely paranoid about Sonic to the point of suggesting proactive measures against him.

. . . which everyone else in the organization either laughs at/ignores/prohibits.

There is no set-in-stone contingency for Sonic, as nobody can agree on one, but the plan that has the most consensus is to somehow utilize Team Dark.

Any attempts to discuss this with Team Dark have been turned down. Shadow refuses to speak of it, Rouge laughs it off, and Omega refuses to collaborate because he promised Shadow he wouldn't.

Tails:

Due to Tails' extensive social media presence, GUN feels like they have pretty good tabs on what's going on in Tails' head at any given moment, so they're a lot less paranoid about him.

A very exclusive group of people brainstorm what the contingencies might be on the off chance Tails does present a threat to the world.

(Because even in discussing Tails, they're much more worried about Sonic's reaction to them have contingencies for the fox)

A lot of their contingencies for Tails are the same as those for Eggman. GUN feels pretty prepared for any sort of Tails Overlord scenario, actually.

Minus Sonic, that is.

Current GUN protocol is to treat Tails very very nicely so that Sonic doesn't start getting concerned.

This is why Tails is allowed to be Omega's primary mechanic.

Knuckles:

GUN sent drones directly to Angel Island. Once.

Their old protocol was for him to remain "uncontacted". Yikes.

After Knuckles started getting more involved in struggles against Eggman, GUN started doing more research into him.

Because he mostly stays up on Angel Island and acts as a competent guardian of the Master Emerald, GUN isn't too worried about him? If anything, they're glad that someone with a significant power level is preventing Eggman from stealing the ME.

They've tried to initiate diplomatic contact with him but he's turned them down every time

He knows that GUN monitors the ME from afar- sometimes on clear days he sees a GUN drone floating a few miles off of Angel Island.

It's a bit of an uneasy truce honestly. GUN's biggest concern is that Knuckles could start using the ME for his own purposes, but so far it hasn't looked like that would ever be the case.

As for contingency plans- GUN has asked Rouge if she thinks she'd be able to steal the Master Emerald. (To which she's replied yes, of course.)

The plan is to get the ME off of Angel Island and into a specially designed GUN stronghold in an undisclosed location.

Once the guardian is separated from his emerald, GUN is pretty sure they'll be able to deal with him.

(They are VASTLY underestimating him due to a lack of data)

Amy:

No contingency plans. She's flying under GUN's radar.

They probably should have something in place for her honestly.

See Knuckles' note about vast underestimation due to a lack of data.

Shadow:

The contingency for Shadow is the most detailed contingency file GUN has.

. . . and Shadow himself has helped write some of it.

The file has a long and storied history reaching all the way back 50 years. It's always been something on GUN's mind.

The current contingency is based on the idea that the first thing he'll do once he goes rogue is try to collect the chaos emeralds.

A lot of the plan involves setting a trap with lots and lots of firepower.

There's also an addendum of the plan about utilizing the other members of Team Dark, either to combat against Shadow or as hostages. Shadow is unaware of the latter. In either strategy, Omega is considered vital.

GUN has a lot of scientific data on Shadow's weaknesses to certain kinds/amounts of chaos radiation and all that jazz, so they feel a lot more confident about their ability to bring him down compared to Sonic.

Something about the enemy you know being better than the enemy you don't.

Rouge:

GUN has determined that Rouge is very unlikely to be a world-ending threat.

But a GUN-ending threat? Absolutely.

Rouge going rogue is the worst case scenario for GUN's continued survival as an organization.

They know they can't keep her out of their files or any of their locations. If she wants to sell all of their secrets or steal all of their tech, they know they're very unlikely to stop her.

Current contingencies include using the other members of Team Dark to persuade her against destroying the organization if they're willing to cooperate, or taking them hostage to negotiate if they're not.

They also plan on a public smear campaign against her- basically revealing everything they know about her while she tries to reveal everything about them.

Rouge knows about all of these plans, of course.

There's definitely a tension between her and GUN because of this.

The current plan is to treat her well and convince her to stay on GUN's side at all costs (usually through bribery!)

Omega:

GUN's contingencies for Omega are really, really barebones.

It pretty much just boils down to "destroy him".

They aren't too worried about him, kinda like with Tails. GUN knows how to destroy Badniks. They've been destroying Badniks for lots of years at this point.

If anything, they consider Omega to be the least threatening member of Team Dark and the best lynchpin for if either other member of the team goes rogue.

(It should be noted that they still expect any scenario where Omega goes rogue to have the highest number of immediate civilian casualties.)

See my fic on this

Silver:

HOO BOY, is GUN worried about Silver.

Not because of his powerset- GUN is pretty sure they can just knock him on the head to neutralize him.

(Like Knuckles and Amy, they are vastly underestimating him)

But the time travel shenanigans scare the shit out of them.

GUN is the sort of organization to have protocols in place for working with future or past versions of themselves.

They also fund a shitload of research into detecting changes and potential threats in the timeline.

(They detected the Sonic Generations incident when it happened and it remains one of the most intensely studied events.)

(They've also detected a strange sort of time blip over Soleanna, but every time someone gets interested in studying it, their drive seems to wane until they're no longer concerned about it. Strange. . .)

TL;DR: They treat Silver like a fucking SCP. Current protocol is for all agents to limit contact with him in order to prevent damage to the timeline.

Honestly if GUN wasn't so scared of him, Silver wouldn't exactly be opposed to getting their help managing the timeline shenanigans.

Blaze:

Blaze has not initiated any sort of formal diplomacy with any government or organization in Sonic's dimension.

GUN tracks the unique energy signatures of the Sol Emeralds through their strange link/interaction with the Chaos emeralds.

They haven't quite figured out what's going on.

And frankly, they don't actually know that Blaze is from another dimension.

They see her very rarely. They know that something is strange about her energy readings but just assume that she's one of Sonic's lesser known friends who doesn't get out very often.

Team Chaotix:

I'm grouping them together because GUN doesn't have any contingencies for them. Vector, Espio, and Charmy are all under their radar.

They should be worried about Espio. They're already worried about Rouge's stealth capabilities. I'm pretty sure whoever's managing these contingencies within GUN would have a heart attack upon learning that somebody on this planet figured out how to actually turn invisible.

And that's it!

I'd actually like to end this post with a bit of a weird note- I don't think that GUN would be evil for developing contingencies like this.

I myself work in the field of safety. This field includes things such as occupational safety, and most pertinently for this post, emergency management. I've actually helped write protocols for companies about what workplaces should do in the event of an active shooter or other outside threat such as a natural disaster or a civil conflict.

(If I lived and worked in Sonic's universe, I would most certainly have to write safety protocols about what to do if Eggman attacks, for example!)

It's important to have protocols in place for the worst case scenario, no matter how unlikely or unthinkable that scenario is. And in Sonic's universe, this is especially important! This is a universe where society is regularly attacked by a mustache-twirling, robot-building terrorist! Of course GUN is going to keep tabs on other individuals who could post a similar threat and plan on how to stop them should they ever become a threat to the public.

I'm definitely not excusing GUN for any of the shady things they've done in canon, but it is an interesting point to think about that they're the best equipped to handle any sort of Dark Sonic/Sonic.exe/insert your favorite name for "this character but evil" here/mirror universe scenario.

[dreamypqulson]

— my only sunshine

summary: you’ve been struggling in silence but it hasn’t gone unnoticed.

pairing: cordelia goode x reader

warnings: depression, anxiety, self-harm (pretty detailed, be careful)

word count: 2700

venting again lol

Your leg shaking up and down was becoming excessive. You could see the girls next to you becoming annoyed, but you hardly realized that you were doing it. Tears pooled in your eyes and it burned so badly to hold them in. Why does Cordelia have to look at me so much? Why can't she just glance over me like everyone else and let me wallow away in the corner?

Everyone knew that you were Cordelia's special girl. You didn't think it had anything to do with your powers, she just liked you. And you liked her. But that was it; you were both too afraid to acknowledge it. What she wasn’t aware of was your history with mental health, which you tried so hard to conceal from her.

You don't think you were doing a very good job hiding it this time. How could you hide the fact that you don't want to live anymore?

Everyone knew you looked terrible lately. Madison had even pointed it out. Your eyes were dark, and hollow, and you just didn't look like yourself. Madison said you were just a freak that was too caught up in your studies to barely allow yourself some time to sleep, but Cordelia knew that wasn't true. Matter of fact, it was the complete opposite.

Cordelia dismissed yet another class that had completely gone through one ear and out the other. Spacing out is the one time that you actually feel safe and you so happen to be the best at it during class.

Everyone rushed out. You were a little slower because you were so exhausted and picking up your books felt like you were ripping open the cuts on your wrist. You thought you could feel like blood dripping down, but it might've just been your anxiety freaking you out.

"Oh, y/n, could you stay for a minute, love," Cordelia asked when you were by the doorway, ever so sweet but you still bit the inside of your mouth until you could taste blood.

You spun slowly on your heels. You loved Cordelia but you didn't want to stay. You were terrified of confrontation and you just wanted to throw yourself into your bed again.

You didn't respond and kept a great distance between you and Cordelia. She was so warm, she was your comfort, and you ached to have her hold you, but you just wanted the darkness right now.

She still walked closer towards you and you almost started to cry from the nerves. You started scratching at your band-aid covered wrists. You don't know why you do that when your nervous, it just feels good in the moment.

She looked down at your arms, then back up at you. Does she know? Did your sleeve rise when you went to reach for something? "Relax, honey. You're not in trouble. I just want to check on you."

"I'm fine," it came out weak.

She raised an eyebrow at you and gave you that look. Anyone could tell that you weren't okay, it was just a matter of who would be there for you when you fall apart.

Your bottom lip started to tremble. A clear indication that you were ready to break down. Cordelia just watched, letting you control yourself before she made you explode completely.

"How about we take a walk outside, around the house, and get some fresh air, yeah?" You nodded and you were suddenly following her out the door. Anything someone says to you hasn't really been processing in your head. You truly just feel like a leaf being blown in every direction.

It was nice out, slightly chilly with a breeze, but it did not seem to snap you from your state of mind. It was quiet for a minute before Cordelia began talking to you again. You knew she was trying to distract you from your thoughts, but it's not really want you want right now.

"So what have you been up to, missy? Are you still writing?" She looked over at you, gently smiling. She loved reading all of your work, but it had been a few weeks since she had. She's been a little bit busy and you've been locking yourself in your room.

"Yeah, a little bit, I guess." It was a complete lie, but your didn't feel like getting into the fact that you could hardly bring yourself to even get out of bed, let alone write.

She wanted to have a full conversation with you, but you weren't having it. She just became silent as you both finished the walk around the building. She always takes you to walk around the city with her, but she had an inkling that you weren't going to want to leave the property.

Cordelia didn't want to let you go yet. She had a bad feeling and she knew something just wasn't right with you. She felt uneasy. But she couldn't hold you back when you told her you had to go study. You would never pass up hanging out with Cordelia to study, and she knew that, but she just let you go.

When you got to your room, it was all messy. Had you had the energy to keep it as tidy as you always did then maybe your anger levels wouldn't have increased when you walked in. You decided to ignore it and step over the pile of clothes and make your way into the bathroom.

There, you dug through your drawer, looking for the blade that you kept hidden in the back. It was the one place that nobody could accidentally stumble upon it.

You sat down on the closed toilet lid and pulled up your left sleeve. Ripping off the bandaids had not even hurt as much as they should, you didn’t even flinch. You began cutting any free skin on your inner arms that you could. You hated that there wasn't that much room anymore due to all the other cuts, but you just couldn't seem to stop.

Sometimes it made you feel crazy but it mostly made you get some release. You knew you should at least try to stop with summer approaching but getting clean is never your top priority in the moment. Not when your arms start aching for more.

You just sit there with a blank face and watch as drops of blood start pooling at the thin lines and then you start dabbing it away with a tissue and apply some pressure.

Your heart absolutely drops when you hear a knock on your bathroom door. You weren’t expecting a visitor at your room, but living in this busy house, you never really get alone time.

"Y/n, it's me darling. Dinners ready." How could you have been so in your head that you lost track of time. You hardly even had an appetite but you knew that Cordelia was already having suspicions about you. You just had to act like everything was alright.

"Okay I'll be right down." Instead of wrapping your arm up, you simply just ran it under water for a moment and then pulled your sleeve down. It definitely stung, but you were starting to enjoy it.

When you walked out of the bathroom, Cordelia was waiting on your bed for you. You were expecting her to already be downstairs with the other girls, but she clearly had other plans.

"You're always neat, sweetie. What's going on with you?" You shrugged again, and soon, you thought, she's going to forget what your voice even sounds like. You began to walk out your room, and you can hear her shuffling behind you before she finally catches up. "Not in the mood to talk today?"

You'd rather Cordelia just hold you and whisper sweet nothings in your ear without expecting an answer. But at the moment, she's completely worried and just wants you to open up. "Not really, Cordelia."

She lets you slide again, but she can't take her eyes off of you all throughout dinner. She's sitting at the head of the table and you're at the first seat next to her. When you reach for your plate, she notices something that she wishes she didn't. She wishes it wasn't even there.

Your sleeve slides up, only slightly, and she can see smeared crimson on your wrist. Her heart sink and she has to swallow down the lump in her throat. After that, she cannot even look at you, or anyone for that matter, for the rest of dinner. She wasn't angry or embarrassed of you. Just so, so upset over the fact that her girl was hurting so badly.

Dinner finishes fairly fast. You notice there's not much chatter, and it must be from Cordelia's lack of interest in any of the conversation. You start worry that you hurt her feelings. She's always catching up with you and the girls - mostly you - during dinner, but today she hadn't even said a word.

"Y/n, meet me in my room please," Cordelia says, and it sounds almost cold compared to her typical soft voice. She walks away and heads towards her bedroom and your heart completely sinks. You fidget with the hem of your shirt and make way towards her room.

The door is ajar and by the time you're there, Cordelia is sitting on her bed in tears. This is it; she's going to kick you out.

"Cordelia?" You say and gather her attention back to you. She quickly wipes away her tears like you weren't supposed to see that, but there's no hiding her red, puffy eyes.

"Sit down please," she hardly looks you in the eyes. It's terrifying.

"I—" you attempt to argue. She has no part in that.

"Just sit down, y/n."

You sit beside her and it's so close that you bunch up your sleeve in your hand. You're consistently terrified of it rising. "Show me your arm."

"What—"

"Show me, y/n. I know what's going on. I know that you are hurting yourself."

You hug your arm closer to your body and can feel the sting like it's mocking you. Tears are instantly sprung to your eyes and it's clear that this situation isn't just a big misunderstanding.

"No! Leave me alone, Cordelia. What is wrong with you? Why would I ever do that." But you do do it and those words hurt so much. You wouldn't ever be so harsh to Cordelia, but you're not in the right mental state right now.

Cordelia's crying again and all you can think about is cutting up your arm for making her feel like that. You need to hurt yourself to pay for the faults you're causing and Cordelia can see right through that.

Her voice is very quiet and desperate as she speaks, "Baby, please. Please let me help you, I can't just pretend that it's not going on. I care about you too much."

This completely causes you to break down. You never had someone truly care about you. This is something that you've been yearning for forever.

You melt into Cordelia's body and she hugs you tightly, as if she let go, all of the pieces of you would just shatter everywhere. You can feel her tears start leaking through onto your shirt and you know she feels it too. "Please, y/n," she whispers, "I love you. Let me in, it's just me, it's only Cordelia."

You finally pull back and wipe away your tears. It doesn't stop another fresh batch of warm tears to roll down your face. You don't want to keep hiding this anymore. You need help. You need someone. You need her.

You take a deep breath and tug up your sleeve. You can't even bare to look at her face. Ashamed, and embarrassed, and scared. But you hear a sharp intake of breath from her. The bleeding from the cuts before dinner only made it look far worse on your fucked up skin.

"Oh, my baby," she sniffles and grabs your arm, gently. Your heart is too heavy. She's trying so hard to be strong for you. "Why," she looks up at you with watery eyes, waiting for an honest answer.

"Everything's just too much, Delia. I don't want to be me anymore. I hate being me, I hate living!" You started sobbing again and the crack in your voice doesn't go unnoticed. This is new and weird and you don't like it. You don't want to talk about yourself anymore. You can see her heart breaking in half from your words.

"My little sunshine...do you know I love you? I love the person that you say you hate so much." You don't have anything to say to that. Cordelia loves you. And you don't know how, but she does. You don't know how this whole could have any room for the broken half of you. “I couldn’t live without seeing your pretty smile and listening to you ramble to me about all the little things you love. So if you hate living so much, then let me love it for the both of us until you learn to.”

It’s silent for a couple moments that pass by until she looks back down at your arm again. It's a bloody mess and you don't want her to look anymore but she's still holding on. "Can I clean it? Can I do that for you?"

You nod and then you're being walked to her bathroom. It's bigger than yours and the entire room smells like her lavender shampoo that you always love taking in when she hugs you. She helps you to sit up on the counter. Your arm feels heavy from all the attention being on it but she so carefully cleans away the blood and it makes you feel a little bit better.

She covers it with bandaids. Not because she is disgusted by it. She's not at all. She just doesn't want anything infecting the fresh ones.

When she’s done, she lifts your arm up to her lips and, so delicately, kisses the covered cuts. A few tears start rolling down your face again. You’re too emotional for this. “Delia…”

“I love you,” she looks back up to you. Her words are so clear and genuine. “Come to me. I don’t care where we are or what time it is. Come to me whenever you feel like this.” You nod, your bottom lip trembling. She reaches her hand up and brushes her thumb over your lips. “It’s not going to be easy but i’m going to help you. We can make a plan and safe alternatives, anything that’ll help.”

She leans in and kisses your forehead, slow and light and your heart beats a little bit faster. “I love you too, Cordelia,” you croak out and she gives you that little smile.

“Come on, my little sunshine, let’s get some rest, hm?” She grabs your hand and brings you to her own bed. You’ve never slept with Cordelia before but it all feels natural. You lay your head on her chest and her arms wrap around your body. For once, you feel a sliver of happiness that you’ve been deprived of for so long.

The room is silent besides her soft breaths and the sound of cars rushing by. You finally break that silence after a few minutes.

“Delia?”

“Hm?” She peaks down a you and a small smile is present on her face again.

“Why do you always call me your little sunshine?” You say it with a slight giggle in your voice. You love all the nicknames she has for you, but this one stands out and makes your heart warm.

“Because, sweetie, I was in a very similar situation as you. But then you came into my life and suddenly there was light again.”

You looked up at her and bite your lip. You could’ve never imagined a woman like her feeling as terrible as you do. She’s too…perfect. But maybe, suddenly, you won’t feel so ashamed of your emotions anymore. You lean forward and place your sweet lips on hers. Just for a moment, for the first time in your life, you see a bit of sunlight shine through the cracks of your eyelids.

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I get why satoru is upset but like... he made the conscious choice not to fully communicate his reasons for breaking up with y/n, he changed phone numbers, cut off any kind of communication, and instantly moved on to another woman, which from every standpoint (besides maybe himself and his mother) it gives the impression that he can't get away from her fast enough and that he wants absolutely nothing to do with her (even if it maybe wasn't true, that's how it appeared to y/n) so why would y/n try and further reach out to him if she's fully under the impression that he doesn't want her, and if he doesn't even want her, why would he want a whole ass baby that would anchor him down to her forever, someone that he was so adamant on proving that he wanted to stay away from.

Its easy for him to be angry now because he wasn't the one in y/n's shoes, but can he truthfully say that he wouldn't feel the same or make similar choices if the roles were reversed? from the very start of them even knowing each other, he's always had more power, status, and money than y/n, something that he never failed to remind her, even if it was unintentional sometimes.

its also easy to say "well Ren is a child so this is different, I would still tell him." but doing so would completely ignore all the details and context in the whole situation, not to mention ignoring the fact that both of them were like early twenties and nowhere near being fully emotionally mature!!

yeah I agree with y/n that it sucks that it had to turn out this way and that she did make some mistakes as well along the way but he hardlyyyyy has room to argue about making good, smart choices or taking the moral high ground, he was a huge dick about the breakup whether he or anyone else wants to admit it or not and went about it in an incredibly callous and cruel way, he made the one person he was supposed to love and respect above everyone feel like she was leftover trash, he's been actively cheating on his wife and not caring if he gets caught, and running around the office throwing tantrums when he doesn't get what he wants lol

sorry but im a y/n shooter through and through!!!!!!

I feel like people that hate/strongly dislike Y/N (maybe not on here but other people have on other platforms) don't put themselves in her shoes or just forget the fact that Satoru cut off all contact with her. You're right, he's a major dick. He does get to be upset but not at Y/N since she couldn't really reach out. Plus she's said it over and over again that she doesn't want her son taken from her when she can finally fully provide and give him the life that he deserves, and by telling Satoru she's risking getting her son taken away from her.

[nebulouscoffee]

for the ask game star trek voyager!!

Thank you sm friend! I already answered a couple of these, but the great thing about being very indecisive is I can give different answers each time <3

Favourite character: B'Elanna Torres, although Kathryn Janeway is a close second (I do have a Janeway-themed url, after all😌)

Second favourite character: okay, I'll talk about Janeway here! Gosh what a deeply flawed individual. She's awesome, and yes, incredibly charismatic and badass, but she's also haunted, complex, and scarily capable of hurting those closest to her (which she does. Like, a lot.) She ends up in charge of a seemingly endless mission, and she cannot afford to crack- not in front of her crew, and not even really in secret- so she begins this seven-year process of what basically amounts to dehumanising herself. Her arc is almost like a long-form merging with Voyager the ship- she is Voyager, and Voyager is her! She will protect her crew and bring them home. She will ensure they get to survive. (What happens to her? Well, she knows she can and will never be the same, but she can't and doesn't think about that right now). She made a mistake and her crew paid the price and the guilt of this eats at her every day, but she cannot afford to acknowledge it or she'll go insane. She tries so hard to stick to her principles but once she's violated a few she starts thinking of her soul as this already-corrupted thing- she knows she can live with it, so why not do something else that's a bit messed up! Better me than any of my crew, right! Like- no wonder she couldn't move on with her life once Voyager reached the Alpha Quadrant in the Endgame timeline. No wonder she had to travel back in time to die in the past. She is so changed by the events of this show that the past the only place she can truly belong. Ugh!!!! I have so many feelings about her!!

Least favourite character: I dislike voyager!Q so much I actually skip all his episodes on rewatch lmao. And I'm someone who actually quite enjoys him on TNG! He's this all-powerful all-knowing omnipotent being who could literally be off anywhere any time doing anything he wanted, and yet he chooses to keep coming back to this one starship just to flirt with the most boring man alive. He literally got kicked out of the Q Continuum for having too much of a hyperfixation on his blorbo. That's funny! And compelling! Unfortunately the Voyager writers did not understand what made this work and decided his only trait was *irritates everybody* (including the audience lol). What he and Picard had was a funny back and forth, a snarky Quodo-style "these horrible old men deserve each other" rivalry. What he and Janeway have is sexual harassment played for laughs 🙃

The character I'm most like: Kes - I went into more detail here :)

Favourite pairing: B7 if we're talking non-canon ships! From canon, uhhhh I guess whatever was going on between Janeway and Chakotay in 'Resolutions' & Tom/B'Elanna before they got together

Least favourite pairing: I don't know if I have one? C7 is the popular answer but I literally straight up forget it exists because it's such a small part of the show, like it doesn't even show up for reals until the finale. I'm not a fan of the way they wrote Tom/B'Elanna for basically all of S5 and S6, and the damage control they did in S7 wasn't bad imo but also felt too little too late. I also dislike Kes/Neelix, though I do think it had potential to be a really interesting breakup arc lol

Favourite moment: That scene from 'Year of Hell' where Janeway has given the order to abandon ship and everyone else is so reluctant to desert the bridge and it looks soooo banged up but she still won't abandon it.... and then Tuvok gives her that hug goodbye..... and she glances at that little gift Chakotay made for her which she didn't have the heart to recycle..... and she talks about what Voyager means to her, and why she has to go down with the ship...... my heart😭

Rating out of 10: Objectively an 8/10, I think the early seasons are GREAT and around midway through they do sort of run out of ideas thanks to their commitment to being as episodic as possible and sidelining more than half the main cast as well as refusing to let the guest cast build up or develop. The show genuinely suffers for it imo! There's a lot of wasted potential, as well as biases of the time that prevented it from reaching true heights- I also wholeheartedly think this show ruined the Borg lol, now 75% more human and 200% less intimidating! However it's also got so many positives- I adore all the main characters so much, and the premise itself gives me so many feels that in my heart it's an 11/10🥰

[scoonsalicious]

I was an absolute Bucky hater, I have no shame on that! HAHAHAHAH I really really said, no excuse for what he did. I genuinely hate him for fuckinh Jamison.

But I have to say, seeing what happened in chapter 27 makes me quite understand the human aspect of it. Jugular really played on his insecurities and when at his most exposed time, she literally reached for his jugular. She didn’t just manipulate Bucky based on that article with Steve. It was helpful, yes, but without it, she would’ve still gotten into bucky’s head, regardless. I guess, the reason why it kinda gave me a reason to be less infuriated with Bucky is her literally invading their privacy. Yes, Bucky still gave pieces of info, but her snooping around and seeing both Bucky and Pocket’s intimate and vulnerable moments gave her the MOST and ABSOLUTE power over Bucky. She just knew how he works, inside out.

Now also, I am an insecure person. VERY insecure. Hearing this Jackass say everything to hit Bucky, she really hit all the right spots to make him weak. It’s like Ty Lee hitting all the energy points to take away your bending or any movement (yes, avatar reference 😭 I could only hope u know what I’m pertaining to). I would never fuck someone because of it tho. Even on that given situation. But I genuinely SEE the reason, and no it does not justify it but I see how it could be destructive to his decision making. Literally a snake whispering. She was soooo persistent and so sure of what she said that she had Bucky believing it despite wanting not to, and knowing pocket wouldn’t. Again. I still wouldn’t fuck my partner’s worse enemy for it. I would feel disgusted doing it. Like okay, I want revenge but not with u honeyboo. I would rather fuck a stranger than u. But yeah I see how it wasn’t really under hydra control or sex pollen but it is BORDERLINE there due to her manipulations. I still hate him, your honor 🧍‍♀️these past few chapters? Pocket is letting him slide too easily. Yes, poor Bucky but nah. Keep him at bay, sister! (I’m sorry I feel no empathy for people who did what Bucky did, just hit a nerve to me 🥹)

Anw, abt how this absolute Jaundice will die, I hope Bucky tortures her. Emotionally and physically. I hope he doesn’t just put a bullet though her head or snap her neck in an instant. She doesn’t deserve that. She deserves to hear how disgusted Bucky was, how he doesn’t and will never even like her, how she’s nothing but used goods, used by hydra, used by him, then is meant to be dumped like a worthless piece of shit. Do her everything she did Bucky and pocket, put thoughts in her head, and hit her where it hurts the most. Hell if it weren’t for Pocket’s condition I would’ve wished she also used Bucky and fuck right in front of Jails. She deserves every torture. Remove her nails and tooth one by one, scrape her skin slowly, gauge her eyeballs out. Keep her alive and make her wish she was dead. I hope her last vision when she dies is seeing how Bucky loves pocket SOOOOO much.

I am *so* relieved that I could pull off the Russia incident- I was really worried I wasn't going to be able to do it the way I wanted to, and I would doom Bucky to being evil forever, lol. But yeah, I feel like, between his own insecurities, her manipulation, and the access to information that she had, he didn't stand a chance. It doesn't absolve him, and he and Pocket both know this, but it's a mitigating factor.

And I totally don't agree with him hooking up with Pocket's nemesis for revenge, but, in a way, who the hell else was there? Like, dude knows less than 10 women, total, lol. He probably never would have even thought about getting "revenge" if a certain snake hadn't put the thought in his head to begin with (even though we don't see it on page, she absolutely did).

Pocket's realizing she can't live without Bucky, but it's not just going to be a "let's just jump back together" situation. They will take proper time to heal, I promise.

[nineliabilityrisk]

TRAIL lol for funtime fox

- 32. TRAIL : for one muse to notice the other has been following them. -

[[ i chose to interpret this one as " reverse " i.e. funtime noticing lolbit following him as that was the plot that worked better in my head, if thats not what you wanted just lmk and i can try to rewrite it with something else tomorrow ]]

-- [ asked by @muutos ] --

This week has to have been the worst of Funtime Foxy's career. If anyone other than her and the kids cared about the quality and showmanship of her performances, she would've been decommissioned before the nightshift even took over on Wednesday. She's certain she's going to be Scooped again by the end of the week, anyway - and none of it's even her fault! She's been performing at her best, as she always does, but it's like everything around her, everything absolutely essential to her shows, has suddenly formed a hivemind that's dead-set on ruining her acts and the birthdays of every single kid she's been rented out to entertain. Lights coming on at the wrong time, shining right in her face to blind her, music and sound effects blaring at their loudest volumes to drown out her lines, even her props malfunctioning... She hated it. She hated that she didn't know how to fix it, because she didn't even know where to begin. She had no clue what in the world could be wrong in the first place.

Tonight, she was curled up, tucked away in the back of her stage, as comfortable as she could possibly manage to be on the hard wood flooring. As far as she was aware, she was practically alone in the storage facility tonight. Her brother, the dumb bear, had gotten powered down and locked in the Breaker Room as punishment for acting out (again) and had taken Bon-Bon down with him too, leaving her alone in the Auditorium, and, judging by the fact that she couldn't hear Ballora's music box from the next room over, she was likely in for maintenance. Baby was... It wasn't important. Baby was doing whatever Baby does. There was no point in Foxy trying to find her during their downtime - it was like she disappeared the moment she was put back into her room. If it weren't for her rare appearances for maintenance and rental obligations, it would be easy to believe that she had just vanished. Therefore, Foxy was alone. She had no one to comfort her, to reassure her that she wasn't letting the kids down, to help her think through a solution to her tech problem...

Speaking of her tech problem, her ears twitched and eyes opened at the sound of machinery whirring to life. Seriously? In her own home?

Her stage curtains practically ripped themselves wide open, and the lights, aimed directly at her, turned up to their full brightness and drowned her in purple and orange light. Music blared and noisemakers sounded, but Foxy blocked them out, as she stood and zoned in on a shape she glimpsed through the lights. She was learning to see through them - they were losing their effectiveness with how often they keep getting used on her.

There, by the wall, a vulpine shape, just on the edge of what her vision could reach. She almost dismissed it as her own shadow, or a trick of the light - until it moved, head turning away from the fusebox its hand was currently shoved into to look over towards Foxy. Big mistake.

Her eyes narrowed, locking onto the figure. Her jaw dropped just slightly to let out a deep, mechanical growl from the very bottom of her voicebox, and she was off. Springing off of her stage, it didn't take her long to cross the room and reach the other animatronic. They couldn't even pull their hand from the wires before she pretty much rammed into them, her momentum sending them both to the ground.

In her rage, she didn't notice the way their form shimmered in surprise when they caught sight of her, re-solidifying mere moments before impact, or the loose way their parts clattered around when they hit the ground. Something obviously wasn't right with them, but she didn't care.

All she knew was that this was a fox, was someone who looked like her, exactly like her, and they were the one who'd been messing with her tech, her career, her life for all this time. She grabbed them by the shoulders and pinned them to the ground, satisfied that her weight would be enough to hold the rest of their body.

"Who the [REDACTED] are you?" she snarled. Yes, she automatically censored herself. It's hardwired into her code, same as all of the other Funtimes - it was seen as a necessity, as they were sentient enough to learn curse words but needed to remain child-friendly - but Foxy hates it. "Why have you been doing this to me? And why in the [REDACTED] do you look like me?"

[an-honest-puck]

a collection of highlights and viewing notes from 'The Wizard of Paddington Station' because I don't have the time to liveblog while watching but I do have thoughts

(also: holy heck this got long XD)

I'm sorry to start this way but: the protagonist having a dead mother? yeah, that's a D1sney movie alright

in a more positive reflection of this movie: mate this was WHOLESOME AF OMG

so many good Hen quotes!!!!!! the man's a genius!!!!!

"Power! End of song." - Hen

"I do love an exaggerated scroll" - Hen

"And yet! A doubt circles me. Represented by this hoop. *holds up the headband/circlet from props* I reach through the hoop and pull out the doubt. Do you see what the doubt is?" - Hen, lowkey turning everything into a magic show XD

so many hat bits pfffff lololol

Bry's little "Oh! My hat!" when her hat gets taken away!!! D:

Hen: You are demoted to a hatless position.

Bry: I will walk a hatless existence 😔

give her character back her hat she's so sadddd DX

Bry: Could I have a hat with a pom pom on it, sire?

Hen *trying to pause dramatically but really checking the props hat rack*: ... Yes, we have one of those.

I don't think I've heard of a spell that terrifies me more than the tax-based spells from this movie /jk

any time Hen just declares "End of song" is gold lmaooo

Nancy and Josh as bins XD

"Hello, love! How are ya, darling?" - Nancy, as a bin lolol

Petunia (Ellie): What would I do without you two [bins]?

Bin #2 (Josh): Probably litter.

^ award for best unnoticed line goes to (which wasn't even the award of the night lmao)

I did not realise how much this highlights reel was just quotes but boy howdy there are just so many good ones XD

"You've only gone and put the hat in a portal, you mug" - Nancy, rather affectionately lol

the tickets!!!! don't put them in the bin!!!!! D:

Bry: I could delay people's taxes with this hat!

Hen: Certainly. You can cause massive inconvenience in a whole new other branch of public service.

Josh miming all the instruments in that one musical number lololol

Nancy: I missed the birth of my child child child

Nancy: I missed my child's 7th birthday birthday birthday

Josh: I missed my birth birth birth

hello can someone please tell me why 'Half Wizard' is one of the most audibly pleasing songs I've ever listened to?????????

Josh Elliot strikes again with his lovely baritone (?) good lord-

also, who does that "wi-i-i-zard!" line?! because it's either Bry or Niall and I know who I want it to be I like to think Niall's got the range lol

not Bry and Niall giving their ticket characters the most heartwrenching/heartwarming character backstories and arcs!!!!! 😭

everyone: THERE'S NOT ONLY ONEEEEEE / WIZARD OF PADDINGTONNNNN / THE WIZARD OF PADDINGTONNNN / IS IN FACT / IS IN FACT / IS IN FACT / EVERY-

Nancy: O- *no one else is singing*

Hen: *deliberately making everyone pause*

everyone: *trying not to break too badly*

everyone: ... ONEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

Bryony: to the moon!

[books-are-my-life-stuff]

i'm so glad my comment had such an effect on you!!! i wasn't joking when i said i wanted to have the time to really enjoy your story and subsequently write a comment haha

very happy that i was able to finally give you inspo to tackle a lemon-centered fic because i couldn't think of a better person to do it! you genuinely love her and i can see that through your posts and our interactions and it comes across in your story. she's not a one-dimensional caricature (which she sadly is in canon) and we see that throughout

Question-wise, I was hoping you could expand on the potential that Kaldo saw in Lemon? For me (like you wrote in "life goes on") it's Lemon's incredible courage and selflessness that she exhibited in protecting Mash. Do you have any ideas of how Kaldo would approach her training? I have a couple of ideas regarding Lemon's levelled up magic, the main one being she can summon Artemis, goddess of wild animals and nature, but don't know how she gets there lol

Something else that piqued my interest in your reply is Lemon changing society's views on magical creatures. It made so much sense to me in a society that is so quick to judge and mistreat humans, it would be just as harsh or harsher with animals. so Lemon's kindness and respect towards them would be very much welcome and she would absolutely change minds, even when tutoring younger students at Easton Academy!

i can't stress enough how i loved every part of the story and your wonderful reply to my comment has inspired me to start writing another lemon post!!! this one will be more focused on lemon feeling stuck in place despite her best efforts which leads to her seeking out Finn and then Kaldo! we've already discussed this a bit so i don't think it will be as creative as my lemon case study but i still hope you'll enjoy it!

And if you have any Lemon posts/ideas feel free to send me an ask or tag or mention me, thank you!

Thank you so so much again for your comment! I'm really happy to meet a Lemon fan who genuinely loves her and wants to develop her more than what she has in canon! Discussing about Lemon with you is always a great time! For the answers related to the fic, I'll put them under read more.

I don't really have a concrete idea as to how Kaldo would train Lemon. The only training that we got a full display of is Mash's training, most of Lance, Dot, and Finn's training happened off-screen, so it's hard to make a reference from them either. However, I do have some vague ideas of Kaldo telling Lemon to do completely unrelated tasks just like Finn did. Cutting salmon and buying honey from the market, stuff like that. After that, I think Kaldo would focus on testing Lemon's determination and how far would she go for the sake of people she holds dear.

I don't think Kaldo is as proficient as Agito in terms of magical creatures, so unfortunately he can only teach the basics and what he knows. This is possibly a hurdle for Lemon to overcome, and a decision she has to make when she knows about Agito.

Alternatively, I headcanon Rayne as generally being an animal lover, though he vastly prefers rabbits compared to the others. If Agito cannot teach her, maybe Rayne can help her however he knows, in terms of animals in general.

So I'm really just tossing a lot of vague ideas here because I genuinely don't know how Lemon's training would go, especially when Finn's training--which I planned to use as a reference--was also mostly kept off-screen. That's why I ended the "Life Goes On" fic at that point because beyond that I can't really imagine how things go. Yes, I agree with you that by the end of the training, she'd probably be powerful enough to summon a god, but reaching that point will possibly take forever--much longer than her friends--considering all the circumstances. Studying under Agito might make her improve faster but I can't imagine them getting along at all lol.

That's right! I can imagine in a world where the strength of magic is a measurement of one's worth, animals and magical creatures would be regularly mistreated as well, even though it's never mentioned in the manga. So, I think Lemon would contribute a lot to society if she decided to focus on that! Maybe she'll be a teacher in Easton...? Or maybe working in the Bureau of Magic? I'm leaning more toward the latter because it's a more stable job and seemingly well-paid as well, but doesn't close the possibility that she might teach when everything is settled!

I'm looking forward to the next Lemon post that you plan on writing, whenever that is! Please take your time in writing it, I'm sure I'll enjoy reading and exchanging ideas with you!

I'll be sure to let you know if I find anything Lemon-related that you might like! Likewise, feel free to tag me or send me an ask if you want to talk about her anytime!

Hope you have an amazing day, and take care of yourself <3

[night-faye]

Wukong has ZERO CHILL he is going to roast Macky into melting all that ice on him 😂 but ow, bud 😭 yes, we do indeed wonder if Wukong is throwing shade back. Could Macky have said something about Wukong screwing back to the Monk? You might be wondering "anon why are you so fixated on lines repeating" it's what they DO. Some are narrative parallels, some are Season 4 that makes you go "oh so this is why you said all that earlier that pretty much didn't show up in S3" it was coming :)

"I couldn't care less about what the LBD wants." Ugh, my guy. You know it's pointless trying to tell people that, but thanks. I will chew on every one of those lines. Also. BRO WHERE IS YOUR CHILL. Sorry I know you're a frozen salmon right now, but "the Samadhi Fire is my last hope" also Macky: *LITERALLY BREAKS THE RINGS* sir. SIR. my brother in mammal, you are quite sincerely on a ticking timer before the ice consumes you back into the grave. WHAT were you thinking??? I don't think he's thinking at all. that noggin of his is too shaken up and he's swapping plans on the fly as soon as he hears the rings are with MK. my guy, they were going to do the ritual later anyway, or well, they already started, but were you allergic to waiting to ask politely for someone to use the fire on you? eh tbf, it was better they didn't rip the fire out of Mei to put into Wukong so. can't say it's THAT bad he forced them to finish it without Wukong.

Very optimistic take on Wukong's expressions there! Could be, but he doesn't inspire much hope in that lol. I think it was him feeling guilt about keeping secrets and leaving MK back in S2. And maybe some secret ShadowPeach past that *gets dragged off stage* *claws back onto stage* Ep 10!! Parallels my beloved, *reaches out for you* Him AND Mei I- *screams over the ocean flooding on me* SPECIAL. You will know the scene when you hear it. and see it.

"Don't get in my way, kid. I don't have time for you. I'm just here for the Samadhi fire, then, I'm done with you all." 😔😔😔 it's ok, let him think the fandom even cares about the fact he seriously wants nothing to do with this or interact with the Gang on purpose ever again and has decided hunting down MK is not as fun as it was in the first two seasons. Speaking of, he technically did neither as they came to his play and he was looking at the sky in his intro, as if waiting for Wukong to show up before MK popped up instead. he was even backing up to leave.

actually new thing because our friend Macaroni really isn't right in the head. he was in a mech and all trying to take the rings? when he just destroyed the fakes thinking they were real? and would've what, left it at that until that light shone from the altar? we know he doesn't want to bring em to LBD, unless if that was a moment of weakness/confession because of Wukong, and decided "ok maybe she's my last chance if I give them to her" because HE sure can't use them alone if he removes them from the altar. so WHAT CHANGED to make him force them to finish the ritual? unless if it was another test for MK and he was not impressed with the power. "So THIS was the Monkey King's great plan?" It wasn't actually, but how curious that you think so. "How do you still not see that he has no idea what he's doing." some villains drop false statements to complain about society that the hero denies bc they were biased extremists all along. other villains drop truths based in backstory that gets confirmed by Wukong and everybody else there, including the story and it's not meant to be bashing, but rather a character trait and flaw that also has a reason and its okay, it will get better. I'm 0.0 like that meme of slow head turn wide eyes at Macky's final emotional break. he's FULLY lost it here, amazing. this is the most vicious he's ever been oof. gotta also love his shadow shark moves and YES you caught that stressed twitch in his eyebrows!! he's walking pretty slow and heavy, bc of the weight of everything with battling emotions and decisions or bc of the weight of the ice? 🤔

It is so late at night I have no thoughts to articulate, so take this

Thought I will say this bit: I took it as he knew they were fake?

Like, the way he splays them open, stares at them, and then goes "Hm" as he narrows his eyes. and then when Wukong starts talking he glances back at him and raises an eyebrow, almost like "I know him too well, and he seems way too confident for these to be the real rings"

And then of course Wukong digs in the LBD dagger, which gets Mackaroni angry, so him breaking the rings wasn't so much meant To Break The Rings, but more. They were what were in his hands when Wukong started mocking him about LBD, so he broke them to take out his frustration. both at Wukong and at the entire shit situation he's in

and then Ne'zha going "they were fake?" and wukong owning up to it is just icing on the confirmation cake at that point

[by-kilian]

My Love, how are you?

I went through 5 stages of grief while reading STH ch12-14. At one point, I was very sacred for Killian and Levi.

That cunning bastard! I was so dumbfounded that he assumed it was Killian, based on calculations?? Levi was very right about the mission very dangerous!

Mathias you motherf**** you stab my girl!!

Me when I see Mathias:

And Erwin apologizing to Levi, I don’t how to describe the emotions I felt. We can’t just blame him even if we want to, it was a part of his job and even if he wanted to bail it, he doesn’t have the choice.

I was so happy to see Annie and Farlan back. And, I am very glad that Farlan is living well and didn’t held grudge against Killian.

My Killian:

I just want to hold her and tell you deserve everything. Lucas, Levi and Sofia being her whole world I😭

I know what she felt in her unconscious state. She wanted to escape from her reality, just like us when things get so overwhelmed. But we all have someone who care for us and they wait for us.

She really loves Levi 😭

When she was crawling towards to reach Levi, I couldn’t hold back anymore.

I don’t know if it was Mathias intention, he invited a woman named Sofia and the painting??? I am gonna kill the bastard 🔪🔪

Anyways, it was such an emotional, bit fearful, rollarcoster chapters. And, you really choose good songs that well matches with the vibe of the scene, the poetries you choose in the beginning chapters and how blend them in the chapters, hats off to you!!

And I’m very sad that STH is gonna end

Anyways, I will be eagerly waiting for the chapters. Take your time and plenty of rest.

Until then, take care!!!

Hi love, I'm well!

Lmao, I can only imagine the rollercoaster you went on having read so many chapters in one go!

Also yes, I know. I told you guys and so did every other character from the beginning that Mathias was dangerous. I hate that everyone only finally saw just how much now!

Honestly, I loved the apology Erwin gave to Levi! It's such a special and quiet scene. He never wanted to put them into this position but sometimes when you're @ your wits end, you don't know what else to do, and to your point, he felt like he didn't have a choice.

I was really happy to bring Farlan back, and honestly there would never be a need for him to hold a grudge. He's a big boy. It was a one-night stand. He'll live (and he did) lol. There's definitely more conversations to happen between the two of them, but it's been a long time since he last saw her. If he still held a grudge, he wouldn't even feel like his own character tbh.

And as far as Kilian's unconscious state, it's really less that she wanted to escape her reality, she was just dreaming! It's obviously a very powerful metaphor because to die in your dreams means to be born again or experience some kind of metamorphosis or rebirth, but she wasn't very aware of what was happening. She kind of had no choice but to not face reality since she was sleeping 🤣.

You're spot on when you say she loves Levi though. He is absolutely her weakness and tbh she is fine with that. She loves that man, DEEP. And trust me when I say it is returned.

Also I can absolutely clear the painting and Sofia up. The painting is intentional. Sofia is not. Mathias does not know details about Kilian's life like that, he followed her career and figured out who she was that way because as he stated himself, to bug and to dig information up on people takes away all the fun for him. 'Sofia' is merely just a coincidence that I wanted to drop in, and Kilian even notes that she reminds her of her Sophia in spirit. She's also the catalyst to get Levi and Kilian to spend one last time together by suggesting they dance. The painting was of course intentional since Mathias saw that Kilian had such an attachment to the story, but he did not deliberately invite someone named Sofia to mess with her. He's good at fucking with people's minds but he's not that good.

I'm so glad that you enjoyed the chapters though and thank you so much for sending me this lovely ask! Don't be sad that STH is going to end. As I said, all good things must come to an end but it doesn't always mean the end. There's always that way of the housewife AU I thought of with Kilian and Levi that I may do. You never know. ❤️

I hope you will take care as well, thanks so much for your kind words and words of encouragement. I appreciate you!! <3

[vierss-herondale]

I was literally thinking about this yesterday. I think I'm one of the few Clace stans that actually respects Jocelyn. I too can understand not liking Jocelyn THAT MUCH I myself didn't liked her too much while reading the books lol. But the hate? I don't hate Jocely.

Sometimes I think people don't realize the level of a MONSTER that was Valentine because Sebastard was a worst villain (or better, I guess it depends on how you look at it). He had all these people (The Circle) that followed him and made these horrendous things he asked them to do and THEY DID THEM for him. He was menacing and had too much power, he has cruel without consequences. And Jocelyn knew it all to well!! BUT SHE STILL RISED AGAINST HIM!! When no one else did, Jocelyn DID!! The guts she needed to have to go against Valentine, her own husband, even when he was so powerful, while having to pretend everything was okay in their marriage it's what makes me respect her. Jocelyn was literally the one who started the flame of Valentine's downfall that culminated in Clary murdering him. Yes, Clary killed him, and the TMI gang helped her, but it was Jocelyn who started it all.

I think of her more like an abused wife who needed to escape to save her unborn baby (Clary) after her husband murdered their firstborn (Jonathan) and her parents. And she did her best to keep her daughter protected. Do I think she should have taught Clary how to defend herself and educated in the shadowhunter world? Yes, she should of have. But she didn't because she was too scared of the power of Valentine, because he could come after her and Clary. So maybe I don't like Jocelyn's decisions but I can understand why she took them after what Valentine did to Jonathan. And after discovering the horrible experiments he did on their basement. She did her best in a world where she had no one and nothing but her baby daughter, after losing her first baby, her family and her husband. Can you imagine that kind of trauma? And always having to look over your shoulder. I don’t know if I would of done better than her honestly

Do I like how she hated Jace and wanted to keep him away from Clary? No, of course NOT. But he was raised by Valentine, I can understand why she was afraid he could be the same. Which is why I'm super happy that at the end of CoHF Clary let us know that Jocelyn liked Jace more every day. Which means she gave him an opportunity to actually get to know him and she liked him. I truly hope that she's happy about Clace engagement and that she welcomes him in her family. We know Luke always liked Jace and I love him for that.

And about what people says about how she "abandoned" Jonathan. NO, SHE DID NOT. Valentine left a baby's corpse, HE MURDERED AN INNOCENT BABY just to pretend that he killed himself and Jonathan. Which again shows the level of cruelty he could reach. Jocelyn thought Jonathan was dead!! She cried and mourned him! I have also seen people say that if Jocelyn had raised Jonathan he would have been different, I personally don't believe it. He had demon blood, his nature was to be cruel, he was incapable of love. I highly doubt growing up with Jocelyn would have made too much of a difference since he was disturbing even as a BABY. At most he might have dedicated himself to torturing a few people instead of wanting to burn the whole world down but that's it. Jace was different because Jace didn't have demon blood, he was actually good, that’s why the Lightwoods made a difference in him. But the good in Jonathan was murdered in the womb by Valentine and his experiments.

Maybe she wasn't the best character at the beginning of the books but just like almost every other character ever, she grown and changed for the better! Which is the point of a character arc btw, to be better at the end of the books. So maybe she's not my favorite but I cannot not respect her

The amount of like genuine burning hatred I see towards Jocelyn Fairchild has always shocked me.

I can understand peoples disdain or dislike towards her, but the absolute lack of empathy that anyone gives her is so astounding to me.

Jocelyn is not a perfect mother, this is so telling in the books but that’s the point. She’s probably in the worst position that a lot of people could be in. Not only is on the literal run from the clave with a baby, she’s also mass psycho murderer’s wife, and she’s on the run from and his last followers too. Notice how as soon as he came back the first thing he did was kidnap her??? I always see people talk about how Jocelyn was willing to marry Valentine, which is true because she loved him but Valentine is legit the worst husband anyone could have asked for. He consistently lies to her, he’s the one who killed her parents, and he also poisoned her WHILE SHE WAS PREGNANT.

I also see so many complaints about the fact that she’s so overbearing over Clary, which I understand because it annoyed me too but so many different people are after Clary, I probably would be over bearing as well! Not to mention how reckless Clary is.

I also see the treatment of Sebastian as her biggest complaint and biggest source of hate as well. Which I find something so interesting because this is also something Jocelyn feels so guilty about as well (she legit cries over the J.C box). Because I think people don’t put themselves in her shoes. Your pregnant for the first time when your around 20-24 (really young), your boyfriend is literally starting an uprising and than you find out that he’s been poisoning YOU AND YOUR BABY with DEMON BLOOD aka the thing you’ve been taught to revere and kill your entire life? I’m not saying what Jocelyn did was okay or that I support child abandonment or neglect, but it’s a horrific situation to be in. Sebastian as a baby didn’t laugh, or cry and I can’t imagine how scary that was to Jocelyn.

And again, I’m not saying Jocelyn is the best mother in the world or that she made the best decisions the world has ever seen! I’m just saying I think there’s a total lack of empathy when it comes to anything revolving around her.

[cadiacore]

.｡*ﾟ+.*.｡ cal calore x fem!reader

warning(s): gore, blood, violence, spoilers for war storm, death, love triangle, angst, fluff if you squint, etc. if there is more, pls let me know.

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a/n: hello everyone! i'm back with another fic this week! two in one week is a record for me lol. i hope you enjoy this fic i wrote mONTHS ago when i was in a very angsty. so, i put my pain and sorrow into this. i hope you get some angsty enjoyment out of it lol. also, I'm so sorry for what I'm about to put y'all & @ofelia-writesxox through...

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There was smoke and ash covering the battlefield as she lay there surrounded by the dead. Blood soaked through her cotton shirt and covered her arms. Some of the soldiers were from her own legion and some from Mavens. Y/N gagged at the sight before her. Too many bodies and too much death. She reminded herself that it had to be done, that Maven had to be removed from power, or else Norta would go down in cobalt flames.

I need to find Cal. 

As she stood, she saw Maven to her left, cutting down the soldiers in his way. Y/N scrambled to stand but her body was so stiff. Each time she tried to move, pain shot through her nerves and muscles, making her cry. Orange flames shot up from the sky and that’s when she ignored every ounce of pain and bolted toward the flames. White blinding pain tore through her, each fiber of her skin felt like it was being fried. Y/N needed to get to him. To be with him. 

Seeing Maven running after her, she flung her hand out and lightning pulsed through her veins before striking a point in front of him with the hand that wasn't holding her side. The ground shook, making her stumble. She was so close. 

Please let me get to Cal,

No matter how much she pushed herself in the end it wasn’t enough, Maven had still grabbed and thrown Y/N to the ground. She held back her scream as she landed on her side. Tears began to run down her face but they weren’t from fear or pain, it was from anger. 

“Let me go, Maven,” she said, 

When she reached for her knife, it was gone. It must have fallen out as she was running. His blade pressed against her throat with enough pressure that blood began to trickle down the column of her throat. Her fingers squeezed and clawed at his wrist but he pressed his blade harder against her, 

“You turned against me. To my own brother!” he said, “I showed you, love, and kindness, and I fought for you!” When Y/N looked into Maven’s eyes, there was nothing left that was familiar. His eyes were cold and cruel. Her Maven was gone. Even though she chose Cal, she wanted to hope that her Maven was somewhere still in there. She was wrong to hope. 

“You turned against me!” Maven gritted out through his teeth. Y/N swallowed and looked further into his eyes, desperately trying to cling to some familiarity. 

“You can do the right thing, Maven. Let me go and tell your legion to stand down,” she said, 

“You know I can’t do that.” 

“No, you just don’t want to.” she spat, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw bright orange flames coming toward her. While Maven was distracted, Y/N pushed him off her and rolled out of the way of the flames. Cal called for her but when she looked up, blue and orange flames collided. 

As she watched the two brothers fight, Y/N couldn’t help but wonder how it had all come down to this. To this violence between what was once a good sibling relationship. They had loved each other but now it was like someone had torn their happiness with each other apart. 

Realization sank into her mind. She was the reason. Maven loved her and so did Cal. But, in the end, she chose Cal which resulted in Maven waging war against his own brother.

“Get out of here, Y/N!” Cal called out to her, but she ignored him. Instead, Y/N pushed herself off of the ground and ran to Cal’s side. She lept over bodies, one by one, ignoring the searing pain that coursed through her thigh and side. Once she finally reached the burner, her lightning began to thrum through her heart and her blood. It made her ears pop and another wave of power surged through her.

Lightning crackled above her while Cal and Maven’s flames roared. Y/N shot her hand forward and with a scream, lightning surged from her hand, striking the cruel king in his calf. 

Pure hatred burned in Maven’s eyes. A flash of cobalt fire and before Y/N could register what was going on, the flames licked around her skin. It burned and burned and burned. All she could hear was Cal’s scream of rage along with Maven’s. Her lightning swirled and collided with the flames, forming a protective barrier around her. She can’t even remember if she screamed. Black spots danced across her vision and she felt like her head was going to explode from all the agony. 

 It was hard to breathe. It was like the fire was in her lungs and ran through her veins. As her electrical currents shone bright purple, orange overshadowed it. 

“Cal!” Just saying his name burned her throat and the heat made her want to die. She couldn’t hear or see Maven but she hoped he burn just as bad as she did. He told her he would never cause harm to her but yet he did,

I’ll never hurt you, 

Those words rang through her head for several seconds but when Cal knelt beside her, she began to sob. Not from the pain and agony she was feeling on the outside but on the inside as well. Maven’s body lay lifeless in front of her. She wanted him to change, to see that she still cared for him even though she chose Cal. 

He was her first love, her first kiss, her first everything. Y/N loved him. As grief flowed through her, Cal held her in his arms, and tears stained his face too. The burns had hurt but this hurt worse. Her vision became spotty again and it felt as if her throat had closed. 

When Cal stood, he kept her in his arms as he walked toward the ruined castle. Bricks fell and she could still hear screaming from all the men who were injured. Sleep called to her but she blinked rapidly to try and keep herself awake. 

Y/N placed a hand on the prince’s chest and it was sticky with what she assumed was blood. Cal kissed the top of her head and hummed as he laid her down on a cot next to a healer's tent. 

“You’re going to be okay, love,” he said as he brushed a piece of her hair from her face. Y/N tried to smile but it was weak. She felt weak. It was like her body was made of lead and her own limbs were too heavy. That’s when sleep began to call to her again and this time she let herself succumb to it. And the last words she heard were his, I love you. 

And Y/N loved him too. 

[heartofwritiing]

always come for you: snippet

paring: druig x fem!eternal!reader

a/n: im sorry if anything is confusing but this is just a small snippet! you guys are not ready for this fic… ive honestly been working my ass off for about a month planning it out and i have so many notes and rough dafts (my room looks like a crazy conspiracy place with the sticky notes lol) and it's turning out to be this really long piece. not sure when ill be done exactly but be ready for this because omg I am putting my heart and soul into this..

warning(s): rough draft so unedited! mentions of thanos, the snap/blip, reader has anxiety and a bit of ptsd, a flash back to the snap, i had to google translate spanish so im sorry if its wrong please please let me know if it is!! I think that's it enjoy!!

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IM SO EXCITED HERE WE GOO

It’s been weeks. Nothing had been heard from any of your family back on Earth. Makkari stands below a hologram of a map of where the Domo was drifting through space. You and Druig sat by side on one of Phastos’ old work tables snacking on some grapes you had brought on your journey. Your shoulders pressed together left no space between you both, it wasn't uncommon for you to be this close considering you’ve been together a long time.

“It doesn't worry you?” you question popping the red fruit in your mouth, the sweetness flowing into your taste buds. 

“What?” Druig asks, eating one as well, not looking away from the hologram.

“That we haven't heard from Sersi since we left,” you say.

“I'm sure they’re fine. We're probably too far out for any signal to reach them,” he suggests.

You shook your head in doubt. You weren't buying it, something was off and it filled you with high anxiety levels. The nightmares you’d been having recently weren't helping your thoughts on this either. Almost every night since you came back to the Domo, you’d been having these very vivid dreams about Arishem coming and taking away everything you held most dear. You would wake up screaming, tears rolling down your face every time and Druig would be there when you woke to comfort you. If something was amiss would Sersi or even Phastos contact you about it? What if Airshem had discovered what you’d all done at succeeding in stopping Timut? Would he lay his judgment upon you all or worse Earth?

You couldnt have that happen, if no one else would say it you would. You had to go back as soon as possible. You stood from your seat next to Druig and stepped to the middle of the room and crossed your arms, Makkari noticed the worried expression on your face.

“This doesn't sit right with me, we have to go back,” you said, while also signing for Makkari.

She agrees with you expressing how she was also having a bad feeling. Suddenly Makkari halted and glanced behind you. before you could ask you sensed a source of energy coming from the hall behind you. You saw from the corner of your sight how Thena tensed up from her relaxed position and summoned her spear and shield. You bulked up clenching your hands into fists, surging your power into your hands as it tingled all throughout your skin. Druig on the other hand looked at the three of you in confusion while he munched on his sandwich, oblivious to the danger you three ladies sensed practically immediately. 

A figure with pointy ears had suddenly teleported through the room with a loud crash as he landed face-first onto the floor. Your hands glowed brighter as you stood prepared for anything that was about to come, if it was a fight so be it. The stranger cackled and stood up on its two feet as it mumbled something about drunk teleporting. You were about to question who he was and what he wanted. He held his hand up and cleared his throat. 

As if imitating a fanfare he started speaking. 

“Behold, the royal prince of Titan,” 

Another portal appeared in the threshold of the lab, casting a rainbowish glow when another figure walked through as the elf creature continued. 

“Brother of Thanos, the Knave of Hearts, defeater of Black Robert..” 

“Roger.” the voice corrected. 

The name Thanos didn’t slip past you, the name sent chills down your spine, and fear seeped into your chest. You’ve heard the name numerous times before, it plagued your mind for five years and whoever this was, was the brother of the most feared alien in the galaxy. Druig caught the distressed look in your eyes, he knew that name was like a stab to the chest for you, and for many others across the universe. You had lost so many people to the snap who were very dear to you. Druig had never seen you like that, so lost and hopeless that he was scared he lost you to the darkness when you had first shown up at his compound in the Amazon five years ago. 

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You opened a portal and touched down on wet soil. There was a heavy downpour of rain coming down on you soaking your spandex but you didn't care, it wasn't important. The air smelled of the earth as you took off in a sprint toward the small familiar village a few feet away. You hadn't been here in over three years but it still looked the same, with the old wooden buildings that hadn't been renovated in over twenty years still standing firm. You ran through the courtyard past people who were weeping in despair. 

They cried out to the skies above in their native language, to the gods above, why, why was this happening? but there was no reply and you knew why. You knew exactly what was happening, it was like a ripple effect around the universe all transpiring simultaneously. A wave of defeat on you and your team for failing… Strange had said this was it, the endgame but how could something like this possibly be the outcome of victory? 

You felt numb watching your new friends turn into dust, feeling useless to stand there and not be able to do anything. Everything came slamming down on you emotionally as you stood around the remaining Avengers. until you thought of Druig. and without even thinking you opened a portal to the Amazon and jumped through, leaving everyone behind you in a state of bewilderment. He had to be here, if you didn't dust then he couldn't have right? You spotted Sofia who was sitting in a rocking chair, her family had lived in the village for generations and you remember when she was just a baby and now a grown woman with her own baby on the way. You rushed over to her in bathed breaths she had to know where Druig was. She noticed you running up to her and smiled at you warmly. 

“y/n! ¡Qué bueno verte!” she said. y/n! So good to see you!

“es bueno verte también, you touched her arm. “sabe dónde está Druig?” you stammered. It’s good to see you as well, do you know where Druig is? Your Spanish was a little rusty and your voice was shaken but she seemed to understand you just fine. 

Sofia nodded and pointed towards the main building where village meetings were held and informed you he was in there with a few villagers. You thanked her and took off bidding her goodbye, you would apologize for such a rude farewell later, for you were filled with a sense of reassurance knowing he could still be here. When you got to the wooden blue doors you didn't waste another second, you grabbed the handles and threw them open. 

Four men stood at the table down the aisle of benches, one who stood with his back to you with his shoulders hunched over mumbled something in Spanish to the others. You’d recognize his voice anywhere and the gasp you let out was faint but it reached Druigs ears. He turned around to see you standing in the doorway of the mess hall dawned in your avenger's gear and hair soaked from the rain, he thought you looked so beautiful and fierce. 

Solace washed over you and you both ran toward one another, your feet pounded against the old wooden floor and your heartbeat in your ears, it wasn't until he was meeting you halfway and you were jumping into his open arms that it finally felt true. He was alive, he hadn't dusted and he was here. 

“Oh my love,” he breathes and you let out a cry. “Are you alright?” 

“You’re okay, that's all that matters,” you sniffled. 

You both stand in an embrace grasping onto the other like a lifeline, not knowing if something was going to happen at any given minute. You just wanted to hold him for as long as possible. At some point the other village leaders had left you two alone, all you did was cry in Druigs arms and he held you tight in his arms. When you finally pulled away slightly he looked down at you in puzzlement. 

“Something is happening, I don’t know what-” Druig halted his words when he saw the solemn look on your face. 

“I do.” 

You had explained to Druig what was going on, you told him about Wakanda, Thanos, and everything else. It took a while for you to get everything out having it just all happen and Druig was patient with you as you told your story. When you finished you buried your head in his chest and he kissed your head as you continued to cry. 

“It’s all my fault…” you bawled. 

“No it’s not,” he said sternly. “ you have saved so many people.” 

“I want to stay with you,” you mumbled into his shirt. “I can’t go back to the compound in New York, it's too painful..” 

Druig gently grabs your head to pull you away from his chest so he can look you in the eyes. He sees all the pain and suffering you’ve endured, he wished at that moment to never see you like this again. He would take care of you. He nods unhurriedly Leaning forward to place a kiss between your eyebrows tenderly. 

“I wouldn’t want you anywhere else.” 

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edit: sorry i tagged you guys last night but it didn’t work for some reason :/