#MWUAHAHA NO ONE CAN STOP ME

[axntls]

the aftermath of posting my most recent artwork

[mylahrins]

forget-me-nots, 03.

dear y/n,

i feel like i’ve told you this a million times already, but thank you so much for the flowers. kiyoko truly loves them, i haven’t seen her smile so brightly in a while! it was nice spending time with you after school. i can see all the effort and care you put into your club, it is truly admirable. when inter-high is over i’ll make sure to visit you more often.

you asked me the other day what it was like to be part of the volleyball club. at the time i couldn’t come up with an answer. to tell you the truth, i’m not too sure anymore. lately, i haven’t really felt like a member at all. with the new first years, i feel like i’m miles behind them when it comes to skill and talent. i want to be of use to the team, but right now i’m not much more than a cheerleader. despite all the faith i have in them, i cannot stop the feeling of envy i get when i see everyone play. i want to play volleyball with them too. perhaps that is selfish. please don’t tell anyone about this, it’s a bit embarrassing.

i don’t think i asked you enough questions about yourself. i’m sure i did more answering than asking. you probably get this question a lot, but do you have a favorite flower? i don’t know too much about flowers, but i’d be happy to learn. i only really know about peonies, the bright pink ones. we have a few peony shrubs in our backyard, my mom has been taking good care of them since i was young. do you like peonies? i’ll bring you some if you don’t grow them already. even if you do grow them, i’d be happy to lend you some just for having.

i should have asked you when we met the other day, but do you mind if we keep exchanging letters? i know that it’s kind of “old school” but i find it quite relaxing, also i had fun reading your response. you’re a very fun person to talk to, and i’d like to talk to you more (in person and letter form). though, it might be weird if we keep having tanaka deliver our letters. i’ll try to come up with a better solution , i promise!

have a lovely day, sugawara

about the flowers!

➤ pink peonies: pink peonies are very diverse when it comes to symbolism, from prosperity to passion to even love! when researching about peonies, i found it interesting in how the shade of pink can change the meaning of the flower. light pink peonies are associated with romance and good fortune, while deeper/hot pink peonies convey passion as well as radiance and joy. a bouquet of pink peonies doesn't have to be romantic, but if it is, it can symbolize things like young love, first love, and/or love at first sight!

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a/n: ahhhh!!! im so happy to see ppl liking forget-me-nots already :)) tbh i made myself a bit sad when writing for sugawara here LOL much more sad stuff to come.. but trust me when i say i have lots of sweet things planned as well!! also, this is the official start of their friendship!! woohoo! mwuahaha i'm so excited to share more of their story.

taglist: @yenonnoff @softpia @ryeyeyer @shoyosh @wqnsho @wyrcan @hisfuture @guitarstringed-scars @froyaoya

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[m4rs-ex3]

(even louder) trailer screaming part 2

the adrenaline i've had all day is making me crash hard so i'm tired so idk if i'll actually be screaming louder but like. internally i am

well starting off strong

oh fucking boy

first i'm gonna say i love the way he said "however ~vile~" like slay

and then i know that like. this feels like such an obvious/lame explanation but i do not believe this is "real". like of course there's the fact that the cube. yknow. isn't like that in real life that's just how it looks in his fever dream. a lame ass reason for sure but honestly my real reason for not believing this is that there's no way they'd put THIS reveal in the trailer. there's a distinctly lower number of new clips in this trailer then there has been for seasons past, which could be them building hype for the end of the arc(s), but still i have a feeling that there's only so much they were willing to put out (which excites me btw), so i doubt this would be one of those things, yk? i don't know anything ok im tired

could be another dream, could be hallucinations, could be anything

i do find it incredibly interesting that he's clearly in a xadian forest surrounded by giant mushrooms tho (zubeia?)

i will say this i believe

(edit: it isn't a trailer analysis of mine unless i don't realize something was reused. this is from 6x03)

fuck she relapsed. but. b-ut also..ooo..w..

iiiiiiiiiii

we're all fairly certain that's human aaravos (which didn't even occur to me until i read one of the comments that shows you how observatory i am) and............... well i suppose it was inevitable. i've personally never really thirsted for aaravos; of course i get it but just can't relate. and now.............. oh my god this is the hottest person i have ever seen in my life. i've been awoogaing from the minute i saw him and damnit you can't make me stop

considering the following shot (also because it makes sense) that this is the spell that brought back all the spirits, but it makes me question the shot of aaravos standing in the valley of the graves cackling as the spirits surround him, because that just gives me very "mwuahaha we've just unleashed them" so idk. this is me trying to convince myself that that's not actually aaravos so i can drool over him without a little shame

ohoho this is exciting and fucking petrifying. that is a freeze spell if i've ever seen one, so it seems we have soren, TERRY !!, and allen rushing to presumably stop them, and then aanya kneeling over lujanne's body!!! yippee!

may i just say that the location zip zapping is hurting my brain. like callum and rayla both go from the nexus to katolis and everyone in katolis goes to the banther lodge and then callum ends up in a random xadian forest but also akiyu's grotto for some reason meanwhile rayla goes to the silvergrove but she also ends up in lux aurea with soren and coruvs who were with ez and aanya in the crystal cavern but ez and aanya were also at the valley of the graves but soren and aanya are also at the nexus where claudia and aaravos and terry are but before/after that they were/are first at the valley of the graves and also a xadian forest but then terry was in a different seemingly not-xadian forest and i need to lie down

in addition to the Cave Fuckers we also keep seeing this mf with BAT WINGS??? HELLO????

ok i know i sound like an edgy middle schooler but i'm sorry this is the most exciting shot in the trailer for me. what can i say blood excites me. my favorite characters covered in blood? even better. short king ram with that sickass head tilt? fucking hell to the fucking yeah (i'm choosing to ignore the way he literally went rawr XD immediately after)

this is another one where there's so much to process like as aforementioned we're in a xadian forest and terry's here looking perfectly content so assuming that he is abandoning ship (which is supported by the nexus shot) this is before that??

also as aforementioned callum in akiyu's grotto which is SO out of left field but whatever

and akiyu is also here. on the ground perhaps. good sign

this is irrelevant but. look at that lil face. hehe

ALSO AA IM STUPID AND AM ONLY JUST NOW REALIZING THIS BUT THE FIRE IS CLAUDIA'S YOU CAN SEE FROM THE BG OF HER DRAGON TRANSFORMATION SHE DEF THERE TOO AAKSDHFKJAHSKJDFHIASDHFLJKHSDKLFHKJSAHDLFK IM FO FUCKING EXCITED YOU HAVE NO IDEA HWO LONG AND HOW BADLY IVE NEEDE A PROPER CALLUM V CLAUDIA SHOW DOEWN EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

also it's giving

[lumosatnight]

5 Underrated Ships (+ recs)

All of these ship asks have been making me scroll through my fics list, and I've realized there are some ships that I just really vibe with but probably no one will ever ask me about. So, I'm forcing them on you instead! Mwuahaha. Here are 5 underrated ships with fics recs!!

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1. Bellatrix/Molly (Mollytrix)

Canonically speaking, Molly and Bellatrix attended Hogwarts at the same time, most likely even in the same year. Just imagine Gryffindor!Molly striking up a friendship with Slytherin!Bellatrix. Now imagine that spanning years and years. Imagine Molly being devastated when she has to break things off because "Bella's been spending just a little too much time talking about joining a cult." Imagine years and years pass and Bellatrix sees Ginny on the battlefield. "She looks just like her, the one who left her, the one who abandoned her." Molly personally killing Bellatrix in the BOH seemed awfully personal, I'm just saying.

My ship rating: Mollywobbles Bellabobbles

My fic rec: The Melted Water Can Harden Again by ReasonPapers [M, 4.3k]

Bellatrix Black is distracted from her infatuation with her sister when her advanced studies couple her with a witch her equal-- Molly Prewett.

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2. Tom/Myrtle (Tyrtle)

This was brought up the other day in the HPFC server, and I was reminded how much I absolutely adore this pairing. Why did Myrtle have to die? Tom, especially at the age of 16, seemed particularly selective with his kills. I do not believe for a single second that Myrtle just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. I think they had history. Probably one-sided, probably very unhealthy, but I believe she was more than just a passing annoyance to Tom.

My ship rating: slow and steady wins the race

My fic rec: Snake Eyes by @diana-skye [M, 1.4k]

There’s a single moment, between yellow eyes and nothingness, where she remembers. [Or - What if Myrtle wasn't a random victim of Tom Riddle? What if he was someone she knew, even someone she loved?]

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3. Lucius/Arthur (Luthur)

The bookshop scene in CoS has too much tension for Lucius and Arthur not to have a complicated past. They got in a full-on brawl in the middle of the bookstore with both their families present. Look me in the face and tell me there isn't something else going on there. An unrequited love? A past hook-up? Lingering feelings? Something. Anything.

My ship rating: "Lucius," said Mr. Weasley, nodding coldly.

My fic rec: The Seduction of Arthur Weasley by Farbautidottir [M, 15.8]

After Lucius Malfoy goads Arthur Weasley into a brawl at Flourish and Blotts, both men find themselves stuck on their mutual memory of the night they spent together in 1967, before the Wizarding War began. But Lucius wants more than just a memory.

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4. Narcissa/Charity (Charcissa)

I'm actually a huge fan of Charity and a lot of characters (Charity/Severus, Charity/Draco, Charity/Hogwarts professor), but something about being trapped in the Malfoy's manor and strung up above the Malfoy's table makes Charity/Narcissa extra special. Narcissa being in her own home and having absolutely no power to stop Voldemort from staining her dining room table. Delicious angst.

My ship rating: let me in!!!!

My fic rec: charity begins at home by @leftsidedown [M, 200]

It ends there, at any rate. or: Narcissa has always been greedy.

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5. Luna/Theo (LoveNott)

I personally headcannon Luna and Theo as kind of the oddballs in their houses. Luna is a Ravenclaw, sure. She's witty and clever and smart (albeit not in the usual test-taking way), but she's also flighty and prone to delusion and weird (yes, she's super weird and we love her for that). We don't know much about Theo, but I picture him as quiet and nerdy and a little bit of a pushover. With such strong personalities, such as Draco and Pansy in your house, someone's gotta be the meek one. But he's also reluctant to follow someone blindly. He's reluctant to dedicate himself to a cause that he really doesn't know that much about. I love the idea of Luna and Theo getting into ethical debates. Luna shows more care to magical creatures than Theo has seen Death Eaters show to fellow wizards. Luna is weird and wild and unpredictable, which is the complete opposite of what Theo has always known, and he likes it.

My ship rating: I'm not Nott in love

My fic rec: littler dazzler, little song by @vesperics [T, 3.6k]

His mouth tastes like vinegar and his skull is nearly vibrating with pain and Luna Lovegood is sitting beside him like some sort of strange guardian, flower-bound headband and bare feet and all.

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Tagging cuz I'm interested but also you definitely don't need to provide recs: @bleepbloopbotz, @schmem14, @indigo-scarf, @naurcissamilfoy, @siriusly-sapphic, @peachpety

[smolcinnamonchipmunk]

Saw someone else do it, but wasn’t to sure if you were still doing it butttt; Showing my Pred character so you can give JUDGEMENT

This is my Thembo Pred, Mars! An overly comedic ‘villain’ who leads a posse of punks as an intimidating, but ultimately harmless group against any heroines. They act all sly, big and merciless but is the softest sweetheart. But that won’t stop them from being OVERLY teasing, dramatic, and bluffing! Mwuahaha!

Plus- Monster form

What is their powers? Anything that would count as slapstick comedy in the moment.

Give me your WORST!

Anything I've reblogged when it comes to prompts and stuff is always open, haha And, hmmm. I think I'm gonna go with, "Yeah, I'd let them eat me"! I prefer monster designs over human ones, but I like both of them here! I think you could probably make an interesting scenario with them and their gang coming across someone in distress (Like, maybe being mugged or something), and they come up and help them

[savnofilter]

FLF Day 3

𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨 𝐱 『𝐆𝐍』𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

↬ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ(s): Trypanophobia/Aicmophobia — Fear of needles. angst.

↬ ᴄʀᴇᴅs: x, x, x.

↬ ᴋᴇʏ: e/c = eye color.

↬ ᴡᴄ: 1.1k words [4 minutes, 30 seconds].

↬ ʀᴍ: february love fest

↬ ᴀ/ɴ: LNAISNSK i miscalculated the days id be gone because i was under the assumption that i had posted day three when i didnt. 😭 here is day three!! part four and five be posted in the afternoon, and maybe some drabbles or fics tonight for tamakis birthday mwuahaha. also ive barely written shinso so apologies if this is ooc. </3

“Heyyoo—wake up sleepyhead,” Shinso called out to you, lightly jostling your shoulder.

Your head hurt. You don’t know what happened but all you knew was that your head was throbbing in pain. You lifted your head and hissed at the sharp feeling that knocked against your skull. 

“Ow…?” You sit up and look around. He’s quick to hold his hands out, one hand supporting the back of your head while the other on your back. "What happened…?"

"Damn, you hit your head that hard?" Hitoshi replies as he manages to successfully set you up on the infamory table. He pulls his hand from behind your head to grab the ice pack that waited for you, still cold and ready. "You freaked out again when you saw... it."

Still, you looked a little lost.

He softly huffed as your grogginess was probably slowing you down with the fact you did in fact hit your head when you had clocked out. He carefully lifted his hands away once again to show what he was talking about, not wanting to accidentally push a sensitive nerve within you. It was hard for the blunt male to tiptoe around the actual word, but he was trying his best.

“Y’know… the pointy things.”

Oh. It. 

You knew what, it meant. You didn’t have enough brain cells to formulate a proper thought, a sigh only managing to escape your lips. You managed to look around the room to see it was the same as it always was. The same medical pamphlets on the counter, the health posters on the wall, and the sink that sit one corner while the corner closest to you had a trash can. 

“Do you still need me to hold you up?” Hitoshi asks. 

You gently shook your head no. “Could you get me some water?” 

He nods at your request and turns to walk to the small fridge in the corner of the room. He gets the requested item from the cool box, closing the door, and walking back to give you the cooled bottle. 

You softly thank him as you take it from. You removed your hand from behind your head to unscrew the cap and take a much-needed sip from it. The room was silent as Shinso was nothing but patient, the only thing bugging him that he couldn’t tell if you were okay or not. He stares at you for a moment before deciding to sit down in the seat next to your bed. 

“Did they still give me ‘it’?” You ask. He sits up from your question, shaking his head as he answers.

“I told them to give you some time.” 

You sigh in relief at his answer, a small smile coming to your face. “I knew I could count on you.” You joke lightly trying to alleviate the looming tenseness in the room.

“Are you okay, though? Honestly.” The question left you quiet. You weren’t too sure yourself. You had spent some time trying to get better at your fears and today was not the day for it. With the preparations of graduation soon, the busy exams both combat and school work wise combined with the heavy bonus of interning left you no room to personally work on yourself. 

Your eyes beaded with hot tears and your nose stung as you tried to keep it in. Your firsts clenched as you tried to keep strong, not looking at him anymore and keeping sight on your lap. Your shoulders started to tremble as you couldn’t hold it in longer, no longer than a second later you could feel his arms wrap around you. You let out a shaky breath as you allowed yourself to lean into his chest, quietly trying to save face from what you could. Had it been the early stages of your relationship Shinso would have awkwardly stayed in his seat and watched you cry. For you, both parties had something to grow on. But now, he was confident enough to show you affection like this. 

Shinso pursed his lips as he could do nothing but nuzzle your hair and keep you close. For a few months now, he had been practicing something as well. He made a promise that he would work on his affection skills while he encouraged you to get over your fear and he has some bountiful strides—you as well. His mind searched for ways to say something, not entirely sure what comment could you make. 

After letting you cry it out, he pulled away with enough space to wipe the tears from your cheeks, leaning in to give your forehead another kiss. He loved you so much it pained him to see you feel down about something like this. While to other people, this would seem exaggerated but he understood where your disappointment and probably frustration came from. He was the first to smile between you two, his hands moving to cup your cheeks to have you look up at him with your still freshly dampened e/c eyes. This didn’t stop him from trying to lighten the mood. 

“C’mon, where’s the badass I know and love?” He gives the middle of your forehead a poke, an unusual ticklish spot for you. The smile you wanted to keep back for the dramatics tugged at your lips anyways, his touch making you tumble out a giggle. You softly nodded trying to collect yourself. You could see the sun was starting to set, the realization that you’d have to get going soon coming to your attention. Shinso reaches over to the nearby counter to get some tissues to get rid of the rest of the tears that stained your cheeks.

“I am okay, thank you, Hitoshi.” You smile at him, crumbling up your tissue to get the paper balled up to throw out. You lift your hand and aim to shoot it into the bin, the piece of paper managing to perfectly land in the garbage bin. “At least I don’t have a concussion.” 

“Now that’d be a different story.” He snorts at your cheap joke, separating from you once you’ve calmed down. He stretches, managing to pop a few joints, grunting as he takes a look at his phone. “We should get going.”

“Yeah, yeah…” You mumble carefully hopping down from the table. You check yourself to make sure everything you needed was on you, keeping the icepack on the back of your head. You gestured to him that you were ready, following his lead to leave the room and enter the hallway. Your smile grows more as he holds out his hand for you, tugging you closer to him as you walk together in the big hall.

You two have more maturing to do together, and he's more than willing to have you along the way.

[turtletimewriting]

Role Reversal

Summary: Janus finally gets his revenge after all these years.

Note: This is a tickle fic, who knew! You lot thought you had the last of me but here I am mwuahaha! Includes baby sides so purely platonic please! 

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They had been sitting there awhile. No indication of any conversation or even acknowledgement. Just peaceful silence. Which is why the idea seemed to come from absolutely nowhere! Janus and Virgil were simply just sitting there. The only sound was the occasional huff of laughter from whatever Virgil had found on tumblr. Maybe it was due to the fact that Virgil was slouched across the sofa rather than tucked into a tight little ball as usual. 

Janus hid his crafty evil grin and feigned getting up and going to the kitchen. He stretched his arms above his head to make sure that Virgil saw he was getting up. He took one step forward... then another before pouncing. 

“Janus!” Was all Virgil had time to yell out before Janus quickly pushed up his hoody and burrowing into his stomach. “What are you doing!” 

“Oh, you don’t remember?” Janus laughed. He laid his legs out and made sure to lay his full weight against Virgil. His head now hidden underneath his hoody. One part of his logical adult brain groaned at how his hair was now ruined but he didn’t give that thought much attention.

“What?! No!” 

“Oh I remember horribly! An anxious but still hyper child I once knew would always... Always!” Janus paused dramatically but really it was hold in his laughter at how ridiculous he must look, “Always used to hide his face in my clothes. It could be the most neatly pressed shirt artfully tucked in but then along comes baby Virgil and he would then bury his head under my clothes, into my stomach!”

Virgil was now blushing furiously but he was stuck in place. “Oh come on!” He groaned but now the memories were flooding back. He probably started it out of some sad lonely reason but all he could remember is how much fun it was to hide in Janus’ clothes. Whether he was washing up, cooking, playing with Remus or sleeping, he’d stick his head under his clothes. Back then though he was only the height of Janus’ hip so he was just the perfect height. Now, Janus looked stupid laying down with the hoody straining under the size of his head. 

“But the worse part was...” Again, he paused and then took an exaggerated sigh, smiling wider once Virgil twitched violently, “It used to tickle soooo much!”

Now he tucked his arms in as well so his hands were grabbing Virgil’s waist. He snorted himself at Virgil’s now desperately pounding his back but they both knew he wasn’t coming out now. No way! 

“Your hair used to brush my sides and find it’s way, every time, into my belly button. Just like this!” Janus copied his words with his fingers. Now, Virgil was laughing with what sounded like a hand slapped against his face. Janus could practically feel his blush. His fingers skittered all over his stomach while another hand squeezed his sides. He made extra sure that he occasionally wildly wiggled his fingers into his belly button. 

Virgil laughed out and kicked his legs but it did nothing to stop the tickles. Not only was he being deliberately tickled but what Janus was saying was absolutely true. His own wild hair just faintly reached and tickled away high up his ribs. He tried to rip his hoody up to get him out but Janus quickly intercepted, pulling the hoody down over him. 

“Oh and then to make it worse! Whenever you were worried you would grasp at my sides. What do you think Virge? Do you think you could keep doing your daily tasks with me doing this? Huh?” Janus now only just squeezed his sides but he couldn’t resist adding in a few raspberries against his tummy. It was acting as his pillow! He needed to thank it with raspberries! 

“JAHAHAAHAHAAAAA AAAAH! JAY! AJAAJJAAHAHAHA AHAHAAAHA!” Virgil blushed harder as he could already tell what was going to happen. His laughter was running out and he had to breath. Which means only one thing... He tried to keep it in but before he knew it... The snort practically echoed around the room. 

“Oh, just so adorable! Just like when you were a baby! Oh, remember the time when you stuck your head under the shirt, as usual,  but Remus then tickled your tummy because he found it funny too!” Janus was now fully lost in the mixture of fun and nostalgia. 

“HEHEEHLP! HELP! HAHAHAAHAAH, snort, HAHAHAA! HE’S HAHA LOST ITHI HAHAHAHA!” Virgil cried out but they were both way too busy to notice Logan quietly taking a picture to send to Patton. There was no way that he was going to interrupt such an important family ritual by the sounds of it. 

“Well Virgil! Do you think you could do the washing up like this? Why don’t you try?” Janus smiled wider and braced his hands under Virgil’s armpits.

It was beyond awkward but that in of itself made Virgil keep gasping in laughter. His makeup was thoroughly ruined but now even he was having fun. It tickled like all hell but one part of him never wanted this to end. It wasn’t that often that he got to see this playful side to Janus. 

Janus was a taller than Virgil and so carefully lifted him but his head was now not really tucked in underneath the jumper but rather pushing up to his ribs. Virgil now cradled in his arms. “Oh now this is really like when you were a little wittle baby Virge!” Janus cooed and buried his nose and nuzzled against his belly button. Delighting in the snort it caused. “Come on, can you do the washing up!” 

“DAHAD! HAHAHAAHA, MEHEH MERCY!” Virgil cried out once he felt more tears droop run down his cheeks. 

Janus giggled and lowered Virgil to the floor, but not before pretending to drop him, like he used to. Virgil shoved him with his bright smile still shining and he sat back down to continue scrolling on his phone. But Janus made a quick retreat into his room. He was practically squealing at a title he had long thought he had lost. 

BONUS:

Janus bit down on his anticipatory smile once he saw Virgil plod round the corner. The boy was getting a little too big now, Remus’ hand me down clothes were actually starting to fit him. He kept his eyes trained on the glass he was slowly wiping but he heard the footsteps slow. He then felt a tiny frame fidget to in front of him. But he giggled a bit as he pressed harder into the sink to playfully squish him. If he left a little bit of room then that it must’ve been an accident. Of course. Next, he felt a fluffy head of untameable bed hair brush against his stomach. 

He was trying. He really was! But Virgil kept nuzzling the soft material of his shirt (which at this point was stretched out awkwardly from Virgil’s habit) and his hair just kept brushing left to right, left to right. Janus quickly stuffed his fist into his mouth to stop all the embarrassing high pitched giggles leaking through. It tickled an unfair amount! 

“You know, one day, when you’re bigger, I’m going to do this exact same thing to you,” Janus chuckled and Virgil giggled.

“You should! It’s fun!” 

[sortinghatchats]

Sorting Teen Wolf

In this system, we like to talk about Primary Houses (WHY characters do things) and Secondary Houses (HOW characters do things). Read more on our tumblr, at sortinghatchats.wordpress.com, or take our quiz: https://ejadelomax.itch.io/sortinghatchats 

Scott McCall is a Hufflepuff primary: his morality (why he does things) is based in fairness, in people and the idea that every single one deserves consideration, in community and in loyalty. He’s a Puff secondary, too: his best methods (aka his secondary) (aka how he does things) are compassion, team building, and helping others. (Hello Mr. Every Time Someone is in Pain I Take it on Myself).

But Scott thinks the way he is supposed to act is brave, direct, and forceful. So he tries. He models Gryffindor, and he has nightmares about that particular bravery’s violent extremes.

Once upon a time on a little show called Teen Wolf, Stiles Stilinski told Scott McCall he didn’t have to save everyone, and Scott gave him the blankest, most incomprehending look imaginable. 

Stiles is a Slytherclaw— the precise, ruthless loyalties of a Slytherin Primary acted out by a Ravenclaw secondary’s planning, strategy, research, and learning. The kid reeks Slytherin. Refusing to tell his father about the supernatural, to keep him safe, even at the expense of other people’s lives— Stiles only backed down then at the terrible might of Scott’s puppy dog eyes, which: understandable. 

Let’s kill Jackson, says Stiles, because he doesn’t care. In Allison’s voice that would have the ruthlessness of idealism, not “he’s not one of mine.” I guess a good distinction would be this: Allison would consider killing Scott, if he was murdering people, and Stiles never would. (This is not indicative of a greater connection between brother and brother or lover and lover; this is just pointing out that Allison would do, first, what was right (she would certainly fight her hardest to save Scott, but if there were truly no other options she would sacrifice him). 

Stiles’s morality doesn’t work like that. He would keep his father in the dark even if it meant letting people die, because his father’s life is more important to him than theirs. Stiles is a Slytherin with a very short list of people. 

I think in the S1 Stiles might have modeled Slytherin Secondary on top of his Ravenclaw secondary. He’s into manuevering and deception a lot more then than he is in the later seasons— especially after the nogitsune. 

“I’m 147 pounds of skin and bones; sarcasm is my only defense.” I think that says a lot of it— Stlies has been becoming more and more powerful in his own Ravenclaw skills, enough that he can rely on them instead of hiding behind Slytherin modeling. I’m not sure he feels safer (the world keeps getting more dangerous) but he’s been up against enough now to know that he can survive, and that what keeps him safe tends to be his steady mind and anxious preparations.

Lydia is a Ravenclaw/Ravenclaw who models Slytherin Secondary (eight million times better than Stiles does) and performs Puff (about as badly as Stiles models Slytherin—you can tell she’s putting it on for politeness, when she smiles and doesn’t mean it). 

In this way, her and Stiles’s journeys parallel each other, which makes their friendship one of my favorites. They’re both slowly coming to accept and value their Ravenclaw— to recognize that this is a kind of strength and perhaps even beauty; and that it is theirs.

Until Lydia starts breaking, she almost looks like a Slytherpuff—or, well, a Slytherin/Slytherin with a Puff performance. Her Puff is really unconvincing. But her outward facade of Slytherin Primary is magnificent. Even in the first season, though, her Claw peeks its head out now and then.

(Also: it looks like Lydia’s mom is a Ravenpuff? Which makes me wonder where Lydia learned that she should be a Slytherin. Because she’s so ashamed of her Ravenclaw, early on, both the primary’s idealism and the secondary’s intelligence and curiosity. She has this idea that beauty and power are the things required of her and that she must fulfill them. Only her world shattering around her made her vulnerable enough to reassess and embrace her Ravenclaw. It makes me want to meet her father, or other formative influences in her life, and perhaps see what her mother acted like in that marriage).

Alison Argent takes up her family’s moral legacy and rewrites it in her own words. She does what she thinks is right in defiance of foes, friends, and family. When she decides what right is, when she has watched and learned the world around her and slowly, deliberately built her own code out of the truths she’s found there—then Allison goes after her goals with a single minded intensity and a direct, sometimes violent efficiency. This, my friends, is a Ravenclaw/Gryffindor and she is beautiful.

(ALLISON I HOPE YOU ARE ENJOYING BACKPACKING FRANCE WHILE YOU RECONNECT WITH YOUR COUSINS AND FIGHT FOR TOLERANCE IN THE HUNTER COMMUNITY. I LOVE HOW YOU CALL LYDIA ONCE A WEEK ON SKYPE.)

Malia and Stiles boned over their shared Slytherin primary, which delights me. Malia looks like a Slytherdor, but I wonder if she might be a Slytherin/Slytherin who’s living in her “neutral state” because she doesn’t give a toot. I think if Malia needed to, she’d be happy to lie, coerce, adapt, transform to get what she wanted. She just so far doesn’t think highly enough of anyone to manuever in any way but straightforwardly. 

Kira is a Gryffinpuff, I think. She’s certain and forward and brave, and she goes after her goals with kindness and determination.

Derek is a Hufflepuff with a Claw secondary. “We’re brothers now,” he tells this young kid just because the kid got chewed on by his uncle. He is desperate for community (see: the terrible choices of the Worst Alpha Ever aka S2). Even when he’s creepy (often), even when he’s a failwolf (…more often), he’s doing things to help people simply because they are people.

But he was going to kill Lydia, right? When we thought she was the kanima. Yes, he was— to save other people. Scott, wasn’t, but they’re both still Puffs, because Derek is what happens when a kid like Scott loses hope—or gets a truer idea of the real world, depending on who you ask. 

Scott doesn’t believe in victories that come with comprimises attached. He doesn’t believe in heroism with trade-offs and consequences. Scott was going to save Lydia. But Derek? One girl’s life to stop a monster? He was going to save everyone else. 

(Which— he was wrong, it was Jackson, you failwolf. But I’m more interested in both of their why’s than I am in the realities of the fictional situation).

Derek, like Scott, also models Gryffindor and probably… shouldn’t. He’s worse at it than Scott is. Which, like, wow. Calm down kiddos, please. Neither of you wants to be alpha dog, not really. Embrace your inner pack mom. Take pain from people and take Kira leather jacket shopping and brush the hair out of Cora’s face and hold Lydia’s hand when she’s making hard decisions about what kind of person she wants to grow up to be. Here are your strengths, boys. Here is your heroism.

THE PARENTS

Melissa McCall, Mama McCall, the beacon of Beacon Hills, is a Slytherdor. Her son’s in danger? She will forcibly waken one of her own patients when she herself has warned against it. She will sit with Ms. Yukimura and wonder why their children have to fight this war. (Ms. Yukimura, who’s some sort of idealist House, will respond that otherwise they would be running and hiding, but Melissa will remain unconvinced because this is her boy). 

Melissa’s a Gryff secondary because she is direct, no-nonsense, and doesn’t care if she steps on people’s toes on the way to her goals. She’s amenable up until someone gets between her and something she wants, or something she wants to protect.Melissa models Hufflepuff occasionally, sometimes at her job, but most often around her ex, which makes me wonder if Melissa used to be a Slytherpuff, or a Huffledor, but went “no, screw this!” at the same time she threw her husband out of the house.

Papa Argent, I think, House shares with Derek Hale: Hufflepuff (his morality is informed strongly by the people he loves: his father and sister, and then his daughter; the best argument to get to him in S1 is “Scott hasn’t hurt anyone yet”) with a Ravenclaw primary (plans, preparation, and knowledge), and a Gryffindor modeling because it’s what his family expects of him. 

Scott doesn’t have that many Hufflepuff role-models, does he? His mom, who is extraordinary and wonderful, is a Slytherdor. You can get farther from Puff/Puff but it’s hard. He doesn’t particularly bond with Papa Argent.

The best role model is probably Sheriff, who might be a Puff primary, but who Gryffindor secondaries so competently. Gryffindor secondaries just aren’t where Scott’s skills lie. Or maybe he could find a role model in Deaton, who models Puff but I think Deaton’s really just a Ravenclaw/Ravenclaw. The Puff all goes away when things get serious.

No wonder the kid isn’t comfortable with his Puff. All of his heroes win their wars in other ways.

THE VILLAINS

Peter is a burned Hufflepuff. Literally. People who aren’t his family have ceased being people to him. He presents effectively as a rather nasty Slytherin, but I do think it’s ultimately coming from a Hufflepuff place. But maybe I’m wrong and he really is as simply and shallowly selfish as he seems. … yeah that’s quite possible. 

Peter’s got a slimy Slytherin secondary, and he models Ravenclaw, which is the Chessmaster set up, the mold for the manipulative schemer who (would like to think he) is two steps ahead of everyone. 

(This is opposed to just a Slytherin, where you get adaptable and interpersonally effective tactics, but no long term “mwuahaha” strategy, and just Ravenclaw (think Sokka. think later seasons Stiles) where you just have the strategist).

Gerard, the manipulative douchebag, is a Slytherin/Slytherin who performs Gryffindor to cajole people like Kate and Allison into following him.

Kate is a Gryffindor/Slytherin who models and performs Gryffindor. I’m so sorry Gryffindors.

[drbobbimorse]

Lemme SLYTHERIN on over for this 😏 What about the evens? Mwuahaha

2. What is their wand wood and core? Dogwood with unicorn hair core. The irony of her wood being dogwood and her father’s animagus being a dog is not lost on me. Coupled with the attributes of the wood (known to perform outstanding spells under pressure, playful nature, drawn to the quirky and mischievous), this was 100% intentional and I regret nothing lol 4. What Hogwarts house were they sorted into? Why did the hat put them in that house over the others? Was it a quick sorting or a hatstall? Are they happy with their sorting? What Hogwarts house would they least fit into? Prue is a Hufflepuff! This actually made her laugh with great joy because of how proud her father would be of her, another Black tarnishing the family name by not being in Slytherin. She was actually a hatstall; true hatstalls are rare but she was a near hatstall, which are more common. The Sorting Hat wanted to put her in Slytherin and Gryffindor but Prue didn’t want either. Slytherin because of all the nasty rumors about them (which she no longer believes) and Gryffindor because she didn’t think of herself as a very brave person. It tried to tempt her into Ravenclaw, but her mother was a Hufflepuff and Prue demanded the hat put her there. Because of this, Prue is very happy with her sorting; being in Hufflepuff lets her feel closer to her mother. Gryffindor is probably the House she thinks she’d fit into the least, despite having many friends there. She doesn’t think of herself as brave or daring, let alone aspiring to any of the other traits associate with the House. 6. What electives do they chose in third year? Because she wants to be a curse-breaker, she takes arithmancy and ancient runes which are required for the job. Prue continues to the advanced arithmancy her final two years along with apparition. Prue is terrible on a broom and one doesn’t always have a floo around or a portkey handy so apparition is necessary. 8. How do they do on their OWLs? On their NEWTs? Prue does very well! She’s an academic so her scores on both are good. I haven’t worked out all which classes she’s taking but, for the ones I do have figured out, her OWLs are: Potions (A), Charms (O), Transfiguration (O), Arithmancy (E), Herbology (A), DADA (O), Ancient Runes (E), Astronomy (A). For these classes, her NEWTs are very much the same.  10. What Wizarding treat (bertie botts, chocolate frogs, etc.) is their favorite? Shock-o-choc! It’s her favorite treat to get at Honeydukes: dark chocolate with chili powder. 12. What is their Boggart? What happens to it when they cast Riddikulus? I haven’t thought about this actually. I know Prue is terrified of pixies so a swarm of them would probably be er boggart, then they’d burst into harmless confetti or candy bursting out of a piñata. I’m assuming her boggart would change though, as people’s fears often do. Seeing her father or Bill’s dead body would definitely be a boggart as the war rages on, but I have no idea how you’d make that funny. 14. What spell is their favorite? Which do they use the most? She became quite good at using the Oscausi charm in her final year. Although it’s a moderately dark hex that seals a persons mouth shut, she found it came in handy after news of her being Sirius Black’s daughter broke out. It certainly stopped people from randomly jinxing her in the hallways, although it did earn her a fair few detentions and inevitably cost her, her Prefect badge. It’s also far more effective than a simple silencing charm since, unless a person can do windless magic (and there’s very few wizards who can), the victim needs help to remove the spell. In the heat of battle, that might be difficult and its rather disorienting losing your mouth so it works as a decent distraction. 16. If they trained as an Animagus what form would they take? Prue actually does train to be an animagus! She befriends a werewolf student in her House that’s a few years above her, Chiara, and it was after Prue’s discovery of Chiara’s affliction with lycanthropy that she started studying to become an animagus. She had vague memories of a large black dog chasing her, only to have her father scoop her into his arms and that memory, coupled with her readings on the behaviors of werewolves (along with seeing Professor McGonagall transform), made her realize her father and uncles had been animagus to help Remus cope with the moon. Determined to the do the same for Chiara, she eventually succeeded and took the form of a flying squirrel.  18. Which Unforgivable Curse would they be most likely to use? What would be the reason for it? I think, given the right circumstance, Prue would use the Killing Curse. The reason would have to be dire. Her father or Bill or any of her closest friends either being killed or put at serious risk, it would give her the push she needs to use when, normally, she’d avoid it all costs. She’d probably have a Molly Weasley moment and go tf off. 20. Which Deathly Hallow (wand, stone, or cloak) would they want? Why? She’d probably want the stone, purely because it would allow her to see her mother again. Dorcas was murdered when Prue was five so her memories are scant and few, feel more like dreams most of the time. She has pictures, of course, but pictures aren’t the same as actual memories. The stone could change that entirely, allowing her to ‘make up for lost time’ as it were.

[fe-husband-heaven]

e, f, i, k, p and y for Felix? Thank you!! 💗

mwuahaha felix can pierce me with his sword anyday ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Experience:

None, the only long thing he ever wanted to wield was his sword-

Felix just..wasn't interested. He cared more for holding the hilt of a blade than the distractions of love, romance, and other earthly pleasures. Had his brother not passed, it might have turned out different but he wasn't going to change who he was now to suit someone else.

And then you just had to weasel your way into his life. Keeping you at arms length like everyone else evolved into keeping an eye on you in battle. (According to him: You were a selfless fool, kind to everything that breathed, people like that don't last long on the battlefield.) And then eventually, you managed to become the one curled into his chest in the morning.

He still isn't sure how you did it, he blinked and you had already cemented your place at his side. He doesn't even remember when he consciously let you in. Perhaps it had been when Sylvain's relentless flirting had honed in on you, it had been especially grating to him for some reason. And he remembered snapping at Sylvain, who only gave him a knowing smirk.

but I digress, in summary, he had achieved total self-inflicted virgin status UwU

Favorite Position:

Probably missionary and you riding him, mostly because he can hide his face in your neck or simply cover your eyes with his hand. And he does this so you don't see that he's a complete mess, he can't handle the physical closeness at first, its embarrassing and he's doing intimate things unfamiliar to him so...he's just never been in unknown territory.

Eventually, he'll be able to look you in the eye during sex for longer than 3 seconds, but his face will still be contorted in that flushed frowning face he often had before he had realized how integrated into his life you were.

Felix is weak to blatant unwavering affection so when he's slipping in and out of you, looks into your eyes, and sees nothing but complete adoration, he melts a little. Of the two of you, your feelings are much more open than his own, you never shied away from showing him your affections. And that candid sincerity flusters him, so he prefers when he can hide his face and pretend like you aren't his weakness.

Intimacy:

Felix isn't a romantic cassanova in bed that's for sure. He's barely what might be considered "amorous" outside of bed. But it's the fact that he'd want to do intimate things with you to begin with that's important. Felix doesn't just throw himself at other people *cough* Sylvain *cough* so you have to be someone incredibly precious to him for him to want to do anything other than training with you haha;;

No he is not spouting lovey dovey garbage but he is holding you tight against him, whether he realizes or not, his arms never let go of your waist during sex. Not unless you reach out to entwine your hands, earning you flushed cheeks from him. He's never been the Romeo smooth talker so declaring his love without restraint is something you will never see in your life time

But for Felix, its not even necessary. It's unspoken, unsaid, because his attachment to you is beyond anything sappy words could describe. He's "secretly" (his little tsundere reactions afterwards give him away) happy to hear you say you love him, especially in bed, but he prefers to reserve his own for extremely special occasions, like your first time together.

Any other time, he expresses it with a quiet gentle kiss to your forehead or lips. Just don't say anything or tease him about it because he'll give you a tongue lashing in return-

Kink:

Hnnnn how do I say this lmao...a clothes kink? bdbdnd basically, Felix likes when you wear his clothes. His shirts are surprisingly big, the sleeves are especially long seriously have you seen his arms?? they could go back in time and slap nemesis so the first time he saw you in his bigass shirt, he was so caught off guard that it was like a critical hit on his heart fnnfnd

It was also the longest time that he'd pounded you into the bed, you don't remember how many times you did it that day, you stopped counting after the fourth round. Something in him had just snapped that day who's the boar now nya but even now, if you wear his clothing, you might as well just be saying "Hey, put your sword inside me-" xjjxnd okay okay im kidding

but it does rile him up a lot, he doesn't understand it himself, all he knows is that you crying out his name, covered in his scent, and wearing his oversized clothes is...not bad...

Pace:

Felix's thrusts are fast and how he manages to make them deep at the same time is a mystery. This doesn't change when he's fucking your mouth either. Felix just doesn't do words of affection, so you have to settle for "He fucks my lights out so it means he loves me :')"

dndnd it's how he communicates, he's made it clear several times how much of a waste of time he thought love was so for him to engage in intimate activities so vigorously, it's rather telling...

You make him feel so strange, dredging up all kinds of emotions that he intended to keep buried, making a mess of the distanced persona that he had kept up for so long. So, in return for all of that, he's going to make a mess out of you. Felix doesn't do anything half assed, if you're going to do it then he's going to make full use of his energy and give your libido a run for its money.

Don't be surprised if you cum first and he has a triumphant look on his face that just says "I win."....he's competitive,whaddaya gonna do about it lmao

Yearning:

Hmmm, Felix doesn't have much of a desire for sex itself. He'd be fine just staying in your company, trading blows with a blade, and receiving your loving kisses. (He'd die before he ever admitted to liking it)

Or at least that's how much self control he thinks he has but if you kiss him for a little longer than normal, it evolves into your lips moving against each others slowly with his hand holding you in place by the hip. Felix wonders if you're actively trying to seduce him and despises how much he doesn't mind-

It would normally peeve him to do anything other than honing his skills but he's fallen, hard. And it's all your doing, so...accept him, no matter how often you'll be unable to walk-

[fangirlinganditswonders]

Hi yes. May i have hcs of Bo Sinclair from House of Wax finding a hitch hiker and wanting to keep her? Like, he tells Vincent that shes "Not for the town"? Nsfw or sfw are fine. (this is self indulgent mwuahaha)

Oh honey, OH HO-NEY. Tbh I’ve never done hcs but is that going to stop me? I don’t think so. 

So this would go like this…

Bo Sinclair Headcanons

It didn’t start the most romantical way. It’s Bo Sinclair we’re talking about you know?

You found yourself hitch hiking for the third time in two days. Your roommate told you you were crazy when you shared with her the idea of going to the concert by hitch hiking. She started mumbling about you gettind kidnapped or even murdered. You just thought she was being exagerated.

After stumbling into two very friendly and nice truck drivers you were feeling more comfortable and confident about the whole hitch hiking thing so when Bo Sinclair approached you with his truck and used his charm on you no doubt was on your head.

Oh how wrong you were. 

He said he needed to make a stop at his home town and you agreed.

Once there, at his house you started to feel uncomfortable and the charming man you met on the road turned into an evil one you wanted to run away from but when you opened the door to leave the house you found yourself face to face with another man even more menacing looking who immediatly grabbed your throat. Bo immediatly pulled you away from his as you started to cough. “She’s not for the town” he said in a calmed voice, what you didn’t understand was what did he mean.

But you found out quickly.

At first, the idea of being on a town full of dead bodies covered in wax made you want to run away, call the police and never think of it again, but Bo was not letting you leave that easily.

A bedroom was given to you, right next to Bo’s so in case you would try to escape at night he would for sure hear you.

To be honest, not understanding why they let you live instead of turning you into one of their waxworks.

Bo being insanely overprotective on you

But also rough when he’s pissed but he never, ever, EVER laid a hand on you.

Sometimes you wished he could be more like the man you met on the road that night

Bo showing you each and every place on Ambrose. You could guess his favorite one was the church.

The theatre becoming your favorite place

Watching “What ever happened to Baby Jane?” dozens of times, sometimes with Bo, sometimes with Lester, sometimes alone.

You work with Bo as the bait to bring people to the town.

And it first you were all about nervousness but now you could even say you were even better than Bo at tricking people.

Not having the strongest bond with Vincent but both of you being nice and polite to each other.

Sometimes he lets you watch as he paints or creates a new figure.

Lester is the funny one of the brothers so when he’s in town a good time is insured.

Cooking with Lester

Which seems to make Bo a little jealous

Growing closer and closer to Bo each day that passes

He even tells you about his childhood

And tells you about his parents, specially his mom

Until you start to feel attracted to him, but you decide to keep those thoughts for yourself.

But one day, after taking another poor soul to the town you both are on the sofa watching a crappy film when he kisses you out of nowhere.

Once the relationship is settled sex E V E R Y W H E R E

Your room? Done it

His room? Done it

The kitchen? Done it

His truck? Done it (It becomes your favorite place for sex even)

The theatre? Done it (Even though it took him a long while to convince you to do it there)

The woods? Done it

Being as loud as you two can be when you’re home alone

He’s totally an ass guy let me tell you

Playing with Bo’s ties to turn him on

Vincent making a portrait of you and hanging it on your favorite room of the house of wax

He also teaches you how to work with wax, just wax, no corpses involved

Going outside of town with Bo for supplies and sometimes even special dates.

Bo getting jealous when one potential victim tries to flirt with you and making himself sure he’s the one who kills them.

You HATING how some women look at him when he’s wearing his black suit so you just grab him by his jacket and kiss him as hot and rough as possible.

He likes to keep your body close to his by an arm around your waist

Forehead kisses before going to sleep

Wearing his blazer… and JUST his blazer 

Having a little garden with different types of flowers outside the house

Vincent even made a painting about it

Having a pretty normal life in a town that’s not so normal.

So idk if this is what you wanted but I hope you like it my sweet bean! 💕

[kunwiginjanu]

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{Take 1 half of red onion.

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{Prepare 1 packet of french onion soup mix.

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{Get 1 of Green Onion.

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Instructions to make Quick & Easy Rainbow Pork Pot Roast:

Preheat oven to 400°. Place roast in casserole pan and shake onion soup mix all around and on top of roast. Place bouillon cubes on either side of roast. Add 2 cups of water. Let sit while you prepare veggies..

Cut veggies into quarters and place all around pork roast in pan. Add preferred seasonings. (I use alot of "garlic and herb" flavored Mrs. Dash!) Top with chopped green onion..

Add 4-6 more cups of water depending on your pan, vegetable, and serving sizes. Bake for 60-90 mins or until veggies are softened..

Serve and Enjoy! (Then tell your kids after they eat it all that they just ate parsnips! 😊 mwuahaha).

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[monotonemanday]

Star Crossed Entertainers - Part 18

Oh, you thought everyone was happy and things were going to stay super lovely and wonderful? EEERRRHHH WRONG. Not while my angsty ass is writing this Mystic Messenger Fic!! Mwuahaha!

Enjoy!

TW: Adult themes, Violence, and some Swear Words :)

The phone had been vibrating for several minutes. Samantha didn't look to see who it was and acted like it didn't exist. She yawned, stretching out her arms and sitting up in the bed. She felt a chill on her bare skin. Realizing she wasn't wearing anything due to the events of the night before, she covered herself with the silk sheets. Smiling to herself, wrapping her arms around herself, basking in this amazing feeling she had. She closed her eyes ready to be taken away once again by how great she felt, she jolted out of bed throwing on underwear and a t-shirt. The bed was empty. Where was Jumin? Did he leave? Was something wrong?

She bolted out of the bedroom and ran down the stairs. She stopped to see men carrying around and unpacking boxes. Her pause didn't last long. She was passing through the workers calling Jumin's name when suddenly she had been thrown over the shoulder of someone who began to carry her back stairs.

"Jumin! Put me down! What are you doing? Oh my gosh, put me down!"

"I will do no such thing! To think my kitten is just running around in her underwear with strange men in the house. What kind of a boyfriend subjects their girlfriend to prying eyes."

"Girlfriend?! Jumin! Put. Me. Down!"

They had reached the top of the stairs and Jumin finally obeyed Samantha's demand.

"Jumin Han, what is wrong with you?!" Samantha was standing with her arms crossed and the stern look she had sent a chill down Jumin's spine.

"Kitten I-" He began to stutter out a response when Samantha jumped into his arms. Wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, Sam peppered the man with kisses. "Samantha, I thought you wanted me to put you down?"

"I just didn't want you carrying me like that. All the blood was rushing to my head." Her sentence came out in pieces as she was still showering her 'boyfriend' with kisses. "You can't just leave me in bed like that. I miss you too much!"

Jumin chuckled and began carrying Sam back into the bedroom. "I'm sorry, my dear. I just wanted to call a new crew of movers so we can get the house put together as soon as possible. Plus, I have to go to work today." Samantha laid her head on Jumin's shoulder and it was like he was carrying a baby.

"I know...I do too. But I don't want to."

Jumin laid Sam on her back on the bed and hovering over her, he planted a deep kiss on her lips. He slowly began to run his hand up her thigh. 'But you have to. And once we're both done, we'll come back here and continue more of what went on last night." His hand moved up her hips and underneath her shirt. "Until then," his fingers on her stomach made her quiver, but the stopped traveling upward. "Get dressed and get ready, Kitten." He had begun to tickle her and her flailing and giggling made it even harder for Jumin to really want to go into the office but he left the bedroom and went to get ready. Samantha checked her phone. All the missed calls were from Baba. She hadn't received any calls or texts from Kaeli so she figured she would check in. She called several times and each call went to voicemail. She even tried to call Zen but still nothing. She figured they were doing things she didn't want to picture, so she let it go.

Samantha finished getting ready and wandered down to the kitchen. She didn't have time for breakfast but she saw Jumin sitting at the counter reading the paper. She ran her hands over his shoulders and down his chest, draping herself over his back, she kissed his cheek. "I'll see you later?"

"No matter who gets here first and when, the chef will be preparing dinner already, love."

"Sounds wonderful." One last peck on the lips and Samantha left him to his reading.

Samantha opened her office door and found Kang Dae sitting at her desk.

"Baba, what are you doing here? How did things go the other-" He stood. Abruptly. Samantha's heart started beating so fast she felt nauseous.

"I can't believe, how irresponsible you are. How much you have let your guard down. Samantha, why did you send away the movers I hired?"

"The movers? Baba, that's what this is about? It was a nice day, and I didn't need them going through our stuff. I figured I could do it myself. Don't worry, I hired another crew."

"That's not the point Samantha! I had a reason to hire that crew and I wanted them there ALL day. I needed to keep an eye on some of them and I entrusted that task to you! I didn't think I had to spell it out for you. You know my idiot son is planning something and the night of the party I found out he has help! Now he's-" Kang's phone began to ring and he immediately answered it. He walked away and Samantha's mind went blank. She had been less observant, ignorant, careless. All she could think about lately was Jumin. And now she potentially messed up something big. She couldn't move. The only thing that broke her paralysis was the yelling of her father.

"SAMANTHA! Do some work. I have to meet with someone. You get your ass to my office in 20 minutes. No exceptions."

"Yes Baba, I'm sorry."

Kang left and Samantha sat at her desk and immediately made a call.

"Hello?"

"Vanderwood I need you to do me a favor. I haven't heard from Kaeli or Zen all day. Kang was just in my office yelling and he got a pretty abrupt phone call. I need you to go to Zen's place and see what's going on."

"Yeah, sure thing. Sam?"

"Yeah, Van?"

"Deep breaths. It's going to be okay. I'll check on those two and you watch out for yourself okay?"

"Got it. And Van...Reagan is involved."

"Got it."

The two hung up and Samantha tried calling Kaeli again. She tried for the whole thirty minutes until she had to go to Kang's office, to no prevail.

Sam approached the guards in front of the doors to Kang's office and they graciously let her in. Her stomach dropped when she saw who was already standing in front of Kang's desk. Reagan was staring at her with his snake-like grin and next to him was Henry Casting. The son of the late Harold Casting. Now in charge of Casting Call Industries and the crime family that accompanied it. The same age as Jumin but not nearly as successful. Golden sandy hair, and dark brown eyes. Handsome. But again, not nearly as handsome as Jumin. He always had a thing for Samantha, but he just wasn't her cup of tea. She approached the desk cautiously. Standing on the side of Henry as far away from Reagan as possible.

"Samantha, we have a business matter to discuss. And this certain matter has to deal with you as both my successor and my daughter."

"Yes, Baba. Sorry, I mean, yes, sir."

"I think it would be beneficial to expand our relationship with the Casting family. We have always been cordial but I think it's time to develop a more intimate relationship with them. Both in business and in personal matters." Kang was looking at Samantha with sorrow in his eyes. He nausea was settling in her stomach more and more.

"Samantha, seeing you at the party a few nights ago, brought back a lot of things. And with my fathers passing I have a lot of new responsibilities to take on. I want to be a good namesake to my father. I would like to make him proud. Provide for my mother and my sister. I need someone by my side that can help me build all of these things. So I am glad to be here, to announce...our engagement."

"Engagement?!"

"Samantha, to benefit this family and this company, you will marry into the Casting family." Kang's voice was the softest she had ever heard it sound. Her body heated up and rage filled her heart. Her eyes immediately shot in Reagans' direction.

"You MOTHER F-"

"SAMANTHA! Henry, if you wouldn't mind. This is a lot to process. Allow us to discuss this as a family and you'll hear from us very soon."

"Of course Mr. Dae." Henry bowed in Samantha's direction and exited the office. As soon as the doors were closed Samantha's hand flew across Reagan's face.

"Where is she you piece of shit?!"

"I don't know what you're talking about crazy bitch!"

"ENOUGH! Samantha, calm down."

"Calm down?! Do you know how much of a snake your son is?! And he potentially...Do you know what your son did to her? He rap-" Samantha felt a harsh tug at the back of her head and a hand wrap around her throat. It was quickly released when Reagan found himself staring down the barrel of a gun.

"I know what he did to her."

"Gonna point a gun at your own son, Pop?"

"The only reason you're not dead boy is that you share my blood."

"Oh don't act like you give a shit about that now, old man. And Samantha, before your crazy ass tries to threaten me or attack me again, know that you aren't positive about what I may have or have not done. But if your assumption is correct, threatening my life isn't how you keep your loved ones alive."

"Son. Get out."

"Sure thing, Pops." Reagan put his hands in his pockets and laughed his whole way out of the room.

"He has Kaeli, doesn't he?"

"I'm not positive, Samantha." Kang put his gun back in his desk drawer and Samantha's cell phone began to ring.

"Vanderwood."

"Sam, it's just what you thought. A couple of Reagan's guys are in front of Zen's place. I got a look inside. Zen is there, there's no Kaeli."

"Son of a Bitch! Do you think you can get Zen out?"

"No problem but Sam, there's something else."

"Don't do this Van, how could there be something else?"

"Before I went to Zen's I went to the manor just to see if they had stopped by. I saw that trust fund kid getting into an unmarked car. And it wasn't his usual driver."

Samantha spiked the phone to the floor and screamed as loud as her lungs allowed. She picked up a crystal glass from the desk and hurled it at the wall with great precision, hitting and breaking both the glass and a framed picture of Reagan. She began to stomp towards the door.

"Samantha where-"

"Save it, Baba. I am handling this the way I'm going to handle it."

"I know you are, and you have all of our resources available to you. I was just asking you where you were planning on starting."

"I'm paying a visit to your one-time former lover. My darling former madam."

[verdigrisprowl]

Oct 23 Dancitron Movie Night - Wonder Woman

Basically everybody was enthralled by the trenches battle scene. Except Prowl.

After the movie, Prowl and Soundwave had a very long, serious discussion about whether or not it’s a good idea to, like, let Cybertron be completely destroyed. You know, the typical sort of thing couples disagree on.

ItsyBitsySpyers 7:56 pm *Soundwave finishes setting the last of the snacks down from the stack he had coiled in a feeler and heads for his usual spot. Rumble and Frenzy are already in their spots, with Laserbeak floating between them.* Purgatori 7:57 pm [Theres a slightly hesitant medic in the entrance, but the music draws him in. Ah, one of the ones Jazz had played while on Earth. Interesting.] FakeProwl 8:00 pm *honestly, what DIDN'T Jazz play while on Earth* *appears, checks his usual spot is clear, and sits* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:00 pm *Nods to Ratchet and pings Prowl* FakeProwl 8:00 pm *greeting/permission ping* Purgatori 8:01 pm *goes to sit in his normal chair, aka in the corner* Bevel 8:03 pm *trundles in like she do* Whirl 8:03 pm *trots over to The Whirl Table and hunkers up like a horrid gargoyle. As per usual* Swoop 8:04 pm *bounces into the room before letting out a biiiiig (currently flame free) yawn and stretching* *anyone in wing smacking distnace will be smacked by a wing* Tarantulas 8:05 pm *GUESS WHO'S EARLY TODAY. earlier than he normally is. it must be all that energy he's gained back since he got better. tarantulas narrowly avoids getting smacked by that dumb wing but even swoop's not gonna get him down today* Bevel 8:05 pm *still near enough to the entrance to be smacked* *grabs the wing and playfully shoves Swoop further into the room* Swoop 8:06 pm *SQUAWKS* Bevel 8:06 pm *grins* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:06 pm ((EIGHT MINUTE WARNING)) Swoop 8:07 pm *bats ineffectively at bevel* noooooo no WINGS ItsyBitsySpyers 8:08 pm *Soundwave and the crew nod to everyone, though Frenzy and Rumble wave wildly at Whirl and Bevel too.*

*Sweet, sweet telepathy permission. He'll reach out juuuust enough to make contact.* Bevel 8:08 pm Watch where you swing them then! *batted at so ineffectively* Swoop 8:08 pm nnooOOooOoOooo??? FakeProwl 8:09 pm *touches back* Whirl 8:09 pm *lifts his head to bob it in greeting to the twins* Bevel 8:09 pm Yeeeeeeeeessssss Tarantulas 8:10 pm *tarantulas comes over to the couch and probably spoils sw and prowl's moment by covering each of their faces with a paw, as if they couldn't already guess who he was. esp sw. the fricken telepath with a visor face and deployers scattered around* Swoop 8:10 pm *hops on the back of the nearest sofa* no no no kehehheh NO FakeProwl 8:10 pm ... Tarantulas, why are you blocking my vision. Magnum Ace 8:11 pm -and he's trotting through the door, rotating his shoulder a bit. Looks up and stalls again- ItsyBitsySpyers 8:11 pm *Soundwave jerks and ducks out from behind the limb. He's not a fan of people who don't have visor removal permission putting their hands on it. Or paws. But he'll nod to Tarantulas once he's free.* FakeProwl 8:12 pm *Admittedly, it took Prowl a moment to realize his optics were being covered, and not that the lights had suddenly gone out. Avatar with low touch sensitivity, don't ya know.* Tarantulas 8:12 pm *tarantulas snickers and lets go* How did you know it was ME, goodness Bevel 8:12 pm *sticks her tongue out at Swoop and goes to sit at Whirl's table* Yes yes yes mwuahaha YES. Bull Armor 8:12 pm -was following beyond Magnum Ace and just barely manages not to crash into the pitcher- Magnum whats... -Bull Armor stops as he stares ahead at what he sees- Whirl 8:13 pm *have a head-bob, too, Bevel* Purgatori 8:13 pm *pulls out a datapad* Swoop 8:13 pm *cackles and bounces on his perch* NNNOOOOO Magnum Ace 8:13 pm ....I may have forgotten this happens sometimes. Don't panic. FakeProwl 8:14 pm *... Hears a voice at the door. Please don't let it be... Looks.* Oh. Damn. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:14 pm ((OKAY so warnings... warnings... I haven't watched WW since it was in theaters so I don't remember everything. Blood, violence, historical setting and viewpoints that go with that, probably some swearing, uhhh some cheeky content but nothing like R-rated. That's probably about it.)) Bull Armor 8:14 pm -though not screaming, the slow sinking of Bull Armor's horns was a good indicator that he really was close to freaking- ItsyBitsySpyers 8:15 pm ((...IS TOOTHLESS THE SCRAPLET IN THE ROOM)) FakeProwl 8:15 pm ... Hello. We come in peace. Bevel 8:15 pm *tosses a treat at Swoop from her seat* YES. Whirl 8:15 pm ((O BOY)) Magnum Ace 8:16 pm Bull. It's safe. I promise. Purgatori 8:16 pm *is starting to wonder why he even comes to this* Bull Armor 8:16 pm Magnum... where are we? ItsyBitsySpyers 8:16 pm *"We come in peace"? Who is Prowl talking t-- ohhhh dear. Another alien.* Magnum Ace 8:16 pm And I think we're the ones in the wrong place, Prowl FakeProwl 8:16 pm ... We WELCOME you in peace. I'm not good at the— I'm not usually in charge of "first contact" duties. Magnum Ace 8:16 pm We're...not on Earth Swoop 8:17 pm *flops backwards on the sofa, staring upside down at the room* Magnum Ace 8:17 pm And there's someone in charge of that? Swoop 8:17 pm Soundwave Soundwave Where Bird? ItsyBitsySpyers 8:18 pm *He points over to the couch where the twins are.* FakeProwl 8:18 pm When we plan on greeting a new species that isn't yet part of the larger galactic community, yes. Who's in charge depends on who's stationed on that planet. Usually someone charismatic, though. Bull Armor 8:18 pm I think I can tell 'that'. -Bull couldn't help his voice rising an octave or two- Purgatori 8:18 pm *crosses arms over his chassis* Atleast its not my turn. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:18 pm *Rumble points at Whirl. He used to be morale officer, yeah? Why not him?* FakeProwl 8:18 pm —Anyway. You don't—that's not—that isn't the priority right now. Bevel 8:18 pm *waves to Whirl, she did notice the nod earlier when she sat down* Magnum Ace 8:18 pm Ah. Right. That makes sen-Bull, please, it's okay. I've been here at least twice Tarantulas 8:18 pm *tarantulas pops up and clatters over to the earthlings, checking around them for traces of the multiversal doorway. he's not bothering to introduce himself, he's Busy With Science* Magnum Ace 8:19 pm And I'm fine FakeProwl 8:19 pm *dry look at Ratchet* I seem to recall last time you INITIATED first contact. Whirl 8:19 pm *raises his head again* What am I being volunteered for, exactly? Swoop 8:19 pm *pushes off his spot and ends up on the floor, scampering over to Bird in a half out of control mess of limbs. ** Purgatori 8:19 pm Someone had to do something, damnit! Toothless 8:19 pm *peeks out from Squeaker-friend's armor* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:19 pm //Welcomin' the new guy.// Bull Armor 8:19 pm -Bull Armor did his best to hide behind Magnum; though that was impossible with his much bulkier armor- Magnum Ace 8:20 pm Please don't...Bull Armor, it's okay Whirl 8:20 pm *looks over to Bull Armor* Welcome to Dancitron. I neither live nor work here. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:20 pm *Rumble snorts* FakeProwl 8:20 pm ... You're the catcher, correct? Bull Armor 8:21 pm Umm, yes... Purgatori 8:21 pm The what? Magnum Ace 8:21 pm -turns to pat Bull Armor's shoulder- FakeProwl 8:21 pm I've seen part of one of your games. I'm a—er. A fan, I suppose. *He's hoping that bringing up something familiar will be comforting.* Whirl 8:22 pm *perks up* This looks like a cool place to live. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:22 pm //The catcher. Behind the guy with a stick, catches stuff they ain't hittin'.// ItsyBitsySpyers 8:22 pm \\FRAG YEAH IT DOES.\\ Magnum Ace 8:23 pm Yes, he's the reason I can pitch in games Squeaker 8:23 pm *tiny giggles at the cute child* Bull Armor 8:23 pm -While having no idea where he was or how, so far everything seemed safe; at least from the way Magnum was acting- FakeProwl 8:24 pm ((oh my god her name is Antiope. I spent the whole movie thinking her name was Aunt Iope.)) Purgatori 8:24 pm *his attention is being drawn to the movie* Swoop 8:24 pm ((literally swoop at bed time)) ItsyBitsySpyers 8:24 pm \\BULLSCRAP.\\ Whirl 8:24 pm I only really know two scorpions. Neither of them seem to want to sting. Bevel 8:24 pm Shields can totally have sharp edges. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:24 pm #it hurts people #:( Purgatori 8:25 pm Grimlock and Kup, anyone? ItsyBitsySpyers 8:25 pm *Zori uncurls and leaves Soundwave's neck to head for Whirl.* Swoop 8:25 pm Me SWOOP like story time : > Purgatori 8:25 pm *oh, human mythos, he likes this* Magnum Ace 8:25 pm -Magnum is calm because he's trying to keep Bull Armor calm- Whirl 8:25 pm *will stoop down and offer his claw to taxi Zori up to the table, or whichever perch he would like* Magnum Ace 8:25 pm Anyway...I think we should get off the floor. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:26 pm *Zori will take that claw, and sit on the table for now. He might clamber onto Whirl later if it gets frightening though.* Whirl 8:26 pm *he is, as always, welcome* Squeaker 8:26 pm *holds a blanket out to Bull Armor* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:26 pm //Heh, she's teachin' the kid anyway.// ItsyBitsySpyers 8:26 pm //Kinda familiar, huh, Bevel?// Bevel 8:26 pm *grins* Yep! FakeProwl 8:27 pm Would you like up on a table? Or a chair, or...? *directs the question to the catcher, who's undoubtedly more rattled by all this and thus gets first choice of seat.* Tarantulas 8:27 pm *seems satisfied having taken all the data he can from around the earthlings, thankfully without stepping on them* Bevel 8:27 pm *leans forward to watch the movie* Purgatori 8:27 pm *Ratchet appreicates the not stepping on them part, friend* Bull Armor 8:28 pm -Bull Armor looks at the blanket held out to him- T-thanks, but I think I'll be ok. -He then turned his attention to Prowl- Which ever is safer? Magnum Ace 8:28 pm -Much appreciated, the not being stepped on bit- Swoop 8:28 pm *rolls onto his back for maximum upside down movie watching* Bull Armor 8:28 pm -While Bull Armor hated heights, he really didn't want to be stepped on by the much taller beings- FakeProwl 8:28 pm ... Table, probably. Bevel 8:28 pm Sword! Tarantulas 8:28 pm Safest is on the ceiling, but you probably wouldn't like what I'd have to suggest, hyeheh Purgatori 8:29 pm *rubs at his faceplates* Swoop 8:29 pm Her grab sword : > For fight ItsyBitsySpyers 8:29 pm [[Please do not put webs on his ceiling.]] Pause. [[Or mechs in webs on his ceiling.]] Tarantulas 8:29 pm *whines* Magnum Ace 8:29 pm . . . Bevel 8:29 pm *laughs* Swoop 8:30 pm ?? Why Her not fighting? Magnum Ace 8:30 pm -seriously Tara? Web them to the ceiling?- ItsyBitsySpyers 8:30 pm {{Them scaredy-fleshies, think her die maybe if fight.}} Tarantulas 8:30 pm *he was offering to be nice!* Swoop 8:30 pm Die more if NO fighting Bull Armor 8:30 pm -Bull Armor would not approve of being stuck to the ceiling- Whirl 8:31 pm If you lot need a seat, my table's open. *Whirl's spot usually becomes Small Mech Central* FakeProwl 8:31 pm *Walks over to the Earthlings, stops what he hopes is a non-threatening distance away, kneels, and holds out his hands on the floor.* I can lift you. Purgatori 8:31 pm *a single optic ridge rises at the others offer* Swoop 8:31 pm KAHA! Her hit with sheild Purgatori 8:31 pm *look at Prowl, being the gentlemech* Swoop 8:32 pm :V Magnum Ace 8:32 pm -Magnum will step up first, so Bull knows it's safe- Thank you FakeProwl 8:32 pm *Protect and serve.* Swoop 8:32 pm KAHA! Her PUSH! FakeProwl 8:32 pm *He still likes to do that when he isn't busy, yknow, being the lesser of two evils.* Purgatori 8:32 pm *Theres the mech he remebers from Earth* Swoop 8:33 pm 😮 Bull Armor 8:33 pm -After a moment Bull Armor follows Magnum lead; though much more cautiously- Purgatori 8:33 pm I didnt think humans had powers ItsyBitsySpyers 8:33 pm *The twins lean forward in their seats, oohing.* Bevel 8:33 pm Awesome. Whirl 8:33 pm These're Amazons. Not human. FakeProwl 8:33 pm You're fine sitting with them? *tilts his head toward the table Whirl offered.* Purgatori 8:34 pm I have space at my table, if needed Magnum Ace 8:34 pm -he's leaving this up to Bull Armor- FakeProwl 8:34 pm *usually a table with Whirl and his crew wouldn't be his first choice, but it worked out fine last time and Whirl DID offer.* Bevel 8:34 pm *waves to Magnum Ace and the newbie* Swoop 8:34 pm Crash! Magnum Ace 8:34 pm -waves back to Bevel - ItsyBitsySpyers 8:35 pm {{Heh, him dead. Byeeeee.}} Bull Armor 8:35 pm Which ever is closer. -Bull Armor really hated heights and wanted to be on a sturdy place as soon as possible- Swoop 8:35 pm Water crash fun. Kind of! More than ROCK crash keheh Bevel 8:35 pm Oh no. Tarantulas 8:36 pm *oho, tarantulas has a genius idea. he promptly steals prowl's seat* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:36 pm *Soundwave glances over at Tarantulas. What does he think he's doing...?* Tarantulas 8:36 pm *snickering, currently* FakeProwl 8:36 pm ... Right. *To Whirl's table it is, then, no dawdling.* Whirl 8:37 pm ((me2 steve)) Tarantulas 8:37 pm (( same ItsyBitsySpyers 8:37 pm #hiiii Whirl 8:37 pm *bobs his helm at the little guys again* Sup. FakeProwl 8:38 pm *Puts his hands on the table so they can step off.* Purgatori 8:38 pm Oh. Oh no Bevel 8:38 pm *too distracted by the fight to greet the bitties* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:38 pm //Ohhhh they're so fraggin' outclassed.// Swoop 8:38 pm Dead Whirl 8:39 pm Outgunned, yeah. Outclassed? Not so sure. Bull Armor 8:39 pm T-thank you. -Bull Armor says to Prowl after he scrambled off to the safety of the solid table- ItsyBitsySpyers 8:39 pm *Rumble scratches his chin* //...Yeah, okay. I'll give ya that one.// Bevel 8:39 pm *cheers* Magnum Ace 8:39 pm -hops off after his teammate is on the table- Thanks. You okay there Bull? Purgatori 8:40 pm *So much death.* Swoop 8:40 pm *bounces* Them really good at fighting : > Bull Armor 8:40 pm Y-yeah, I think so. Toothless 8:40 pm *coos* Whirl 8:40 pm Nice. Bevel 8:40 pm *bounces are they gonna do the--she did the thing!* 😄 Aw no. Magnum Ace 8:40 pm ... Whirl 8:41 pm Nice. They won, even though they were working with a disadvantage. Purgatori 8:41 pm [plating pulling tight against his frame* FakeProwl 8:41 pm The Amazons clearly have superior training, teamwork, and combat techniques. They're better with their weapons than the humans in the boats are with theirs. Whirl 8:41 pm Yep. Bevel 8:41 pm Really good warriors can totally beat guns and blasters with swords. Squeaker 8:41 pm *pets Toothless* Whirl 8:42 pm Fancy guns are great--I mean, who DOESN'T love a good gun? Especially a Brainstorm gun? But in the end it comes down to how good of a weapon YOU are. FakeProwl 8:42 pm Plus they had the advantage of higher ground and of knowing their environment. Swoop 8:42 pm What glowy rope KEHEHHh Purgatori 8:43 pm *snorts* Swoop 8:43 pm Him yelling ItsyBitsySpyers 8:43 pm *...Does not like the idea of this lasso* Purgatori 8:43 pm * he could have used this lasso many, many years ago* FakeProwl 8:43 pm *Okay, the Earthlings are situated.* Toothless 8:44 pm *shrinks back into Squeaker's armor* Purgatori 8:44 pm *plating is tight against his frame again* Swoop 8:44 pm Him melting? Magnum Ace 8:44 pm . . . FakeProwl 8:44 pm Right. If you need anything else, just—just shout. I'll be over there. *vague gesture.* My name's Prowl. Tarantulas 8:44 pm *tsk. they always call the smart ones the bad names. clearly she's misunderstood. tarantulas sympathizes* Squeaker 8:44 pm *looks away and pets Toothless more* Magnum Ace 8:44 pm -bad time to tune into the movie- Swoop 8:44 pm Him bad at stealing, Bird. Bull Armor 8:45 pm Thank you, Prowl FakeProwl 8:45 pm ... We usually send wayward guests home once the movie's over. So. You'll get home, I assure you. Swoop 8:45 pm Him bad at flying too! Keheheh. CRASH! Whirl 8:45 pm I mean, the poor guy's got to work with a PLANE. It's a damn shame. Squeaker 8:45 pm Information like that should just be destroyed Purgatori 8:45 pm War. War never changes Swoop 8:45 pm KAH! Maybe okay at bombing. Purgatori 8:46 pm [rubs at his faceplates] ItsyBitsySpyers 8:47 pm [[Information like that is valuable.]] Magnum Ace 8:47 pm Information like that is dangerous Squeaker 8:47 pm Not valuable enough. NO information gained by other's pain is worth anything at all Purgatori 8:48 pm You have clearly not been in war Bevel 8:48 pm Boo Magnum Ace 8:48 pm -gently places a hand on Bull Armor's shoulder- You okay? Swoop 8:48 pm Why queen say no fighting? : < Tarantulas 8:48 pm If vital research is destroyed, then only one person would ever know it - no one could study it more. To - counter it. *of course* Bull Armor 8:49 pm Yeah, this is just strange -Bull Armor offered Magnum a reassuring nod. Swoop 8:49 pm ((don't tell me how you kept that watch safe)) Bird Bird Magnum Ace 8:50 pm Usually the movies end in time for a decent amount of sleep Swoop 8:50 pm Them live in cave : > ItsyBitsySpyers 8:50 pm {{What?}} FakeProwl 8:50 pm *Right. the Earthlings are situated. Heads back over to his usual couch.* Whirl 8:50 pm *streetches out his neck and fixes his big, single optic on the Iron leaguers* So, what's you guys' deal? Swoop 8:50 pm Them in cave too Bull Armor 8:50 pm Is this where you've disappeared a couple time? -he asked Magnum- FakeProwl 8:50 pm *Stares at his usual spot.* Swoop 8:50 pm Lots of people in cave Magnum Ace 8:50 pm ...yes and no? ItsyBitsySpyers 8:50 pm {{That bath, not live.}} Purgatori 8:50 pm It has come to my attention that I am needed elsewhere. Tarantulas 8:50 pm *cheeky visor squint* Purgatori 8:50 pm Enjoy the movie Swoop 8:51 pm Bat cave ItsyBitsySpyers 8:51 pm [[Unfortunate. Goodnight, Ratchet.]] Swoop 8:51 pm *Bath Kehhehhhehh Bevel 8:51 pm Bye, Ratchet. Purgatori 8:51 pm Goodnight, Soundwave. Bevel Whirl 8:51 pm Seeya, Doc. Squeaker 8:51 pm ((Goodnight and be safe)) FakeProwl 8:51 pm *... Checks to see if there's room to sit next to Tarantulas or Soundwave.* Toothless 8:51 pm *waves a pincer* Tarantulas 8:52 pm *deliberately left no space. no luck there* *spider limbs everywhere* Swoop 8:52 pm JUMP! Keheh FakeProwl 8:52 pm ... Please give me my space back. Swoop 8:52 pm KA! Her fall Bull Armor 8:53 pm -Bull Armor looks up to Whirl at hearing the larger bot's question- Our deal? -he wasn't quite sure what Whirl was asking about- Swoop 8:53 pm OH her good at climb MAKE climb kehehheh That how Snarl climb It funny WHAM WHAM Bevel 8:53 pm That is how you climb a building. Whirl 8:53 pm Yeah. Whaddya do, where ya from? Tarantulas 8:53 pm Wwwwhy ought I? There's room here. *reaches out to pull prowl in* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:54 pm [[Because he requested it.]] FakeProwl 8:54 pm *Takes a step back, out of leg range.* Bull Armor 8:54 pm We're from Earth and play sports; mostly soccer and baseball. -Bull Armor answered simply- Whirl 8:54 pm Huh. Athletes, then. Tarantulas 8:55 pm *nooooo...* I assure you I'm a comfortable seat. You /know/ that already. What is it? Magnum Ace 8:55 pm That's correct. Swoop 8:55 pm Her mom mad Them fight? FakeProwl 8:56 pm ... I don't want to. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:56 pm //What kinda creator says she ain't allowed to come back?// Bevel 8:56 pm The mean kind? Whirl 8:56 pm Yeah. Unless she means like, they physically will be unable to find the island, that's dumb. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:57 pm //Yer my greatest love, so I'mma never see ya again. Bye.// ItsyBitsySpyers 8:57 pm //Like. Tch.// Magnum Ace 8:57 pm It's probably more of the 'can not find ever again' Swoop 8:57 pm Them fight Tarantulas 8:57 pm *slumps backward onto the couch. then sllllloooowly slides down off the couch onto the floor to sit there instead. there you go prowl* Swoop 8:57 pm then her win and Her queen and get everyone fight! Magnum Ace 8:57 pm You saw the fog and distortion around the island ...right? ItsyBitsySpyers 8:58 pm //They got maps.// Whirl 8:58 pm That's what I'm betting on--that's it something out of her control. Magic. Otherwise, thats's just dumb. Magnum Ace 8:58 pm The pilot was having trouble with his compass and map Whirl 8:58 pm *suddenly laughs; he saw the look Diana gave the sword. He knows that look. He knows that feeling* Magnum Ace 8:58 pm He was hitting it when she came in ItsyBitsySpyers 8:58 pm //So go flyin' until stuff frags up. Then you're there.// Bevel 8:59 pm *wants to make that sword* FakeProwl 8:59 pm *... Stands still.* Magnum Ace 8:59 pm And hope you don't drown or die in the crash? FakeProwl 8:59 pm *Now he feels bad. Thanks, Tarantulas.* Tarantulas 9:00 pm *you're welcome* Whirl 9:00 pm Like, I'm not saying it's HARD to find. But impossible. Magic just prevents it. Swoop 9:00 pm *has no idea what this conversation is, paws at Bird instead* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:00 pm *Soundwave tilts his helm at Prowl and motions to the couch. Will he not sit?* FakeProwl 9:00 pm *... Sits.* Whirl 9:01 pm ((bless this movie, for giving me both Gal Gadot and Chris Pine to admire as a little side bonus)) FakeProwl 9:01 pm ((i love this entire adlibbed scene)) Whirl 9:01 pm ((IKR)) Bevel 9:01 pm (( i love this scene Tarantulas 9:01 pm (( it was adlibbed? omg ItsyBitsySpyers 9:01 pm ((it was)) Squeaker 9:02 pm ((wow)) Magnum Ace 9:02 pm ((burned to a toast there bud FakeProwl 9:02 pm ((she went for his life)) Whirl 9:03 pm ((fatality)) Swoop 9:03 pm ((10/10)) Toothless 9:03 pm O,o Swoop 9:03 pm Her face got thing on it ItsyBitsySpyers 9:03 pm {{Her play music in opera place?}} Swoop 9:03 pm Opera place? Whirl 9:04 pm She's probably missing most of it. Tarantulas 9:05 pm *terrible? terrible is basically the same as naughty, right* FakeProwl 9:05 pm *An officer desperately trying to win the war, and his mad inventor. Hmm.* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:07 pm [[She has clothes on.]] Bevel 9:07 pm Everyone else has more. Whirl 9:07 pm ((her face when she sees the baby. I die)) FakeProwl 9:07 pm ((i like that she hears crying and she's INSTANTLY like "BABY." she's never heard a baby before in her life but she Knows)) ItsyBitsySpyers 9:08 pm //Primus.// Whirl 9:08 pm *snickers* Bevel 9:08 pm Good priorities. Swoop 9:09 pm ((everyone is precious)) Tarantulas 9:09 pm (( specs = even cuter tbqh Swoop 9:09 pm ((omfg)) Bevel 9:10 pm ((the glasses made her even hotter Whirl 9:10 pm (9AGREED)) Magnum Ace 9:10 pm ((dying here ItsyBitsySpyers 9:10 pm ((me trying to get into those damn doors)) Swoop 9:10 pm *kicks his birby feets* Tarantulas 9:11 pm *is moping until further notice. maybe he can sift through data while he mopes* Swoop 9:12 pm Kah! Headbutt! Her AWESOME Whirl 9:13 pm Yeah. I like her. Bevel 9:13 pm She is awesome. Magnum Ace 9:13 pm He...killed himself? ItsyBitsySpyers 9:13 pm [[To preserve secrets.]] Magnum Ace 9:13 pm Oh. Tarantulas 9:13 pm (( oh look it's remus lupin Whirl 9:15 pm ((i always think of him as the dude from the Island of Dr Moreau)) ItsyBitsySpyers 9:15 pm //Uh.// Magnum Ace 9:16 pm ...that's bad. Isn't it? Squeaker 9:16 pm mhm Swoop 9:16 pm ((i was afk what did I miss)) ItsyBitsySpyers 9:16 pm ((where did you leave off)) Swoop 9:17 pm ((diana EMBARRASSED some dudes in an alley)) FakeProwl 9:17 pm ((diana embarrassed every single dude she's come across)) Magnum Ace 9:17 pm ... ItsyBitsySpyers 9:17 pm ((They went to a command council type place, people refused to listen to a guy suggesting a peace talk - that guy--__ ((and now they're here)) Swoop 9:18 pm ((*fingerguns*)) ItsyBitsySpyers 9:18 pm [[What fools.]] Magnum Ace 9:18 pm -squirms a bit. The solider bit hit too close to home here- Swoop 9:18 pm Kekhehheh Bull Armor 9:18 pm -sees Magnum shift uncomfortably- You ok, Magnum? Swoop 9:19 pm *pokes bird* Squeaker 9:19 pm *offers a blanket* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:19 pm {{What?}} Swoop 9:19 pm Spy lie, huh? kehehhhhehhh ItsyBitsySpyers 9:19 pm {{Oh no, not Bird. Bird good, perfect, never lie. Only truth, always.}} Swoop 9:19 pm *poke poke giggle poke* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:19 pm {{Him Boss lie. Heh heh.}} Magnum Ace 9:19 pm Huh? Oh, yes, I'm fine. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:19 pm [[And well.]] Swoop 9:19 pm Bird ONLY good bird EVER kehehhh Magnum Ace 9:19 pm -he's lyyyyying- Whirl 9:19 pm *hunkers down again. CLUNK. Bots on the table, you are now accompanied by Whirl's head, which is lying flat on the table* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:20 pm *Zori extends a cautious claw to Whirl's head. Did he fall asleep?* Bull Armor 9:20 pm -Bull Armor jumped slightly as Whirl's head hit the table- ItsyBitsySpyers 9:20 pm [[...He would have liked more of that.]] Whirl 9:20 pm *flicks his antenna; nope, he's still watching* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:21 pm *...Can he climb up on Whirl's head?* Magnum Ace 9:21 pm -jerks back at Whirl head- Whirl 9:21 pm *Whirl will not stop him* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:21 pm *Up he goes! And maybe to do a little humming and dancing.* Whirl 9:21 pm *snorts* Having fun up there? FakeProwl 9:21 pm *... Quietly nudges Tarantulas with his foot.* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:22 pm #maybe #more if you are okay Swoop 9:23 pm Her waaaaaaaaaaay better fighter than dumb bar guys kehhehhhehhh Magnum Ace 9:23 pm -nudges at Whirl- Are you...okay? Tarantulas 9:23 pm *tiny jump - looks up from a tiny console he's pulled out* Hhhm? FakeProwl 9:23 pm Nothing. Tarantulas 9:24 pm *....squints* FakeProwl 9:24 pm *Nudge nudge.* Swoop 9:25 pm ((she is so genuine <3 )) FakeProwl 9:25 pm ((she is, i love it)) Bevel 9:25 pm ((I love her so much Whirl 9:25 pm *speaking to Zori at first* Yeah I'm f--*jerks his head away sharply when Magnum comes to nudge him* Whoa, little guy. Pump the brakes. Tarantulas 9:25 pm *leans onto the nudging leg* Whirl 9:25 pm *and then he settles back down again* Perfectly fine. Just tired. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:26 pm #do you want to sleep? #here? #I will guard you Swoop 9:26 pm Bird Bird Magnum Ace 9:26 pm Ah. Sorry. Swoop 9:26 pm You Bird better at sneak things ItsyBitsySpyers 9:26 pm {{What what?}} Whirl 9:26 pm I don't intend to go to sleep, but if I do, then feel free, professor. Swoop 9:26 pm and Swoop better at bomb things : > ItsyBitsySpyers 9:27 pm #noooo #after Swoop 9:27 pm But Her Lady good fighter tooooo ItsyBitsySpyers 9:27 pm \\HEH.\\ {{Bird good fighting. You not worry.}} Swoop 9:28 pm Bird good at everything Whirl 9:28 pm *glances to Magnum* You get a pass 'cause you're an alien. You're good. You can touch my neck, if you need to. Just not my head. Hell of a toast. I'd toast to that. *to Zori* Hmm... maybe, yeah, if you lot don't mind. It's either here or the wasteland. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:30 pm #the wasteland has monsters #bad places #here is good #and safe Magnum Ace 9:30 pm Thank you? -confused pitcher here- Whirl 9:31 pm Our wasteland's pretty barren. But, yeah, I'll wager this place is safest. Magnum Ace 9:31 pm -blank stare at the screen- ItsyBitsySpyers 9:33 pm *Soundwave folds his hands and leans forward a little.* Toothless 9:33 pm *wiggles excitedly* Bevel 9:33 pm *leans forward in anticipation* Whirl 9:33 pm ((now, of all times, I lose bandwidth, thanks internet B( )) Magnum Ace 9:33 pm She's-! Swoop 9:33 pm *perks up* Whirl 9:33 pm *also raises his head, a little* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:34 pm //Hot damn.// Whirl 9:35 pm You said it, mech. Magnum Ace 9:35 pm Oh...wow... Swoop 9:35 pm :V AWESOME Bevel 9:35 pm *new favorite human* *well amazon* FakeProwl 9:36 pm *just looks vaguely irritated.* *... granted, "vaguely irritated" is pretty close to his default expression, but.* Swoop 9:36 pm *SHRIEKING laughter* Bevel 9:38 pm Yeah! Magnum Ace 9:38 pm ((I'm sorry, but if I saw that, I'd nope outta there Windchill 9:38 pm *Appears.* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:38 pm [[...He is reminded of the way Wreckers conduct themselves.]] Windchill 9:39 pm I did not hit her I DID NOT... ItsyBitsySpyers 9:39 pm [[Or try to.]] Windchill 9:39 pm Oh hi Whirl. Whirl 9:39 pm Not too far off, but with way more collateral damage. Swoop 9:39 pm !!!! FakeProwl 9:39 pm *a derisive snort.* Swoop 9:39 pm *FIST PUMP* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:39 pm [[As he said. "Try to." Unless they are Wheeljack.]] Whirl 9:39 pm And there's no way they'd send us to a place that was still calm enough to have any living noncombatants in it. Bevel 9:39 pm That sniper is really dead. Whirl 9:40 pm *looks over; there is a tiny scorpion on his head and little mecha all over his table* Hey, 'Chill. Toothless 9:40 pm *purrs* Magnum Ace 9:40 pm She's...right. She's not human Windchill 9:40 pm Is there still room for my GIANT BUTT? ItsyBitsySpyers 9:40 pm [[Charging into stalemated battle zones and the like.]] *Hand flick.* [[What were you snorting at?]] *Zori waves hi from Whirl's head.* Whirl 9:40 pm Yep. *only Bevel is sitting with him tonight, so he's got one free side* FakeProwl 9:41 pm *mutters* A damn waste. Swoop 9:41 pm What is gala? ItsyBitsySpyers 9:41 pm [[The actor's skills?]] {{Party. Biiiiiig party.}} Windchill 9:42 pm *Takes that spot. If he's sitting a little oddly it's because of the hidden dent in his butt.* Swoop 9:42 pm Ohhh party Windchill 9:42 pm What is this? ItsyBitsySpyers 9:42 pm //Wonder Woman. She's kinda livin' up to it.// Whirl 9:42 pm She really is. Bevel 9:42 pm Yeah Whirl 9:42 pm *snickers* FakeProwl 9:42 pm No. This entire... display of heroic nonsense. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:43 pm *Leans back.* [[Do elaborate.]] Swoop 9:43 pm ((no girl YOU did)) Magnum Ace 9:43 pm I find it...entertaining -says the mech who does heroic nonsense himself- Windchill 9:45 pm So. Whirl 9:45 pm That was Piaf, earlier. Windchill 9:45 pm Like Wonder Bread. But not. FakeProwl 9:45 pm @Soundwave «When one person with far more experience in conducting himself in wartime explains to another person why it is nearly impossible AND strategically inadvisable to deviate from the slower plan for a sudden burst of heroism, and then the second person deviates from the plan anyway, one of two things happens.» Whirl 9:45 pm *squints* Sous les pont de paris, I think. Definitely not breadlike, yep. Windchill 9:46 pm But does she still go well with peanut butter? Swoop 9:46 pm Bird Windchill 9:46 pm *Chinhands. Of course he walked into the mushy stuff.* Whirl 9:46 pm Couldn't tell you that. Can't taste peanut butter. But damn, I sure as hell can SMELL it. FakeProwl 9:46 pm @Soundwave «One: he gets himself—and probably everyone around him—killed.» Windchill 9:47 pm Hmm. The REAL question is... do you smell like peanut butter? Whirl 9:47 pm Not to my knowledge, nope. Windchill 9:47 pm *Leans over. Prepare thyself for the nostrils.* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:47 pm *Zori sniffs Whirl's head* #...what does peanut butter smell like Windchill 9:47 pm *Dramatic sniffing.* I smell...I smell!! Ducky. Whirl 9:48 pm I'll bring you some. I don't really... know how to describe a smell. Magnum Ace 9:48 pm ((really, movie? really? FakeProwl 9:48 pm ((yeeeeeeeah, and they were doing so well)) Whirl 9:48 pm ((I'm just saying. If I was either of them and I thought I might die tomorrow, I'd go for it)) ((well, if I cared for that sort of thing)) FakeProwl 9:48 pm ((but he's unnecessary for pleasure)) ((she said so herself)) Whirl 9:49 pm ((Might as well try something new 😎 )) Magnum Ace 9:49 pm ((I know, right? FakeProwl 9:49 pm (("well, fine, i guess i'll try dick ONE time.")) Magnum Ace 9:49 pm ((and yes Windchill 9:49 pm I like the horses. That's what I care about. ...She's not very good at stealth? *Snorts.* Whirl 9:50 pm She's more of a "charge in and decimate the enemy" kind of fighter. Swoop 9:50 pm BEST kind 😄 Windchill 9:51 pm ...Why can't she be both? Whirl 9:51 pm Not saying she can't. Just saying she isn't. Windchill 9:51 pm She seemed sneaky enough there, I guess. Dung of a bug... *He'll have to ask about that.* Magnum Ace 9:52 pm ((she isn't Windchill 9:53 pm What the heckie. FakeProwl 9:54 pm @Soundwave «Two: he succeeds. In succeeding, he makes himself look like a big damn hero and the person arguing for the cautious plan look like a fool and like he didn't care about the people he insisted they leave behind; and he also gains an inch of progress while sacrificing the objective that could have gained them a foot of progress. He makes himself look good while destroying their opportunity to make a real difference.» Windchill 9:54 pm Why aren't they speaking German? Magnum Ace 9:55 pm ((she DID Whirl 9:55 pm Nice. Windchill 9:56 pm What... Magnum Ace 9:56 pm Stealth...is lost on her, I think Whirl 9:56 pm Yeah? Magnum Ace 9:56 pm That sword is pretty obvious Windchill 9:56 pm *Raises a brow.* Swoop 9:57 pm ((fuck em up)) FakeProwl 9:57 pm @Soundwave «And I am quite tired of such destructiveness being glorified.» Bevel 9:57 pm She is a princess. Princesses always draw attention. Swoop 9:57 pm ((i LOVE how obvious her sword is)) Windchill 9:58 pm *Appreciates the horses.* *They work so hard.* Magnum Ace 9:58 pm It was the sword. Right along her spine. Toothless 9:59 pm *sad chirr* Windchill 9:59 pm *Came in too late to really know or care what's going on.* FakeProwl 9:59 pm ... Huhh. *glances at Soundwave.* As I said. Gain an inch, lose a foot. Bevel 10:00 pm Those poor villagers. Magnum Ace 10:00 pm ...... Tarantulas 10:00 pm *is hunched over a bit more working with his tiny console, he's forgotten the movie* Magnum Ace 10:00 pm -he's liking this movie less and less with every battlefield and mass murder like that- FakeProwl 10:01 pm *Is satisfied, in a dark way, now that her charge was for naught.* Whirl 10:01 pm Well, technically, Prowl, it was the reasonable person's reticence that did that. Movie didn't change its tune. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:01 pm @Prowl: [[He is fascinated by her powers. But you are correct. And while he himself employs mechs who specialize in such activities--]] Subtle motion toward Rumble and Frenzy. [[--He prefers to avoid using them in that manner, when possible.]] FakeProwl 10:02 pm @Soundwave «It's not the violence and the heroic charges and and of themselves. They have their places.» Windchill 10:02 pm *Fakes a yawn.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:02 pm @Prowl: [[...That said, as a former gladiator, he does appreciate her skills. She would be a formidable force, given proper guidance.]] FakeProwl 10:03 pm @Soundwave «It's blatantly ignoring the cautious advice of those who know better.» Magnum Ace 10:03 pm ...is it over? Bevel 10:04 pm ...I do not think so. Windchill 10:04 pm Too much unresolved conflict to be over. Magnum Ace 10:04 pm Oh no. Bull Armor 10:04 pm oh boy FakeProwl 10:04 pm @Soundwave «Charging into battle without a strategy is objectionable, but not unforgivable. THROWING AWAY the strategy—and being REWARDED by the narrative for it...» Swoop 10:05 pm ((I love how she is totally down for murder. None of this man pain bullshit. Fuck 'em up.)) Bevel 10:05 pm *sighs sadly* Windchill 10:05 pm Wow. Magnum Ace 10:06 pm ...this just went from bad to worse ItsyBitsySpyers 10:06 pm @Prowl: [[To those two, he -is- the one who knows better.]] Amusement tag. As he said. Windchill 10:06 pm *Sneers a little.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:06 pm *They specialize in it, and sometimes they do throw away strategy, but he'd prefer they didn't.* FakeProwl 10:07 pm @Soundwave «... She's learning better.» ItsyBitsySpyers 10:07 pm @Prowl: [[She is.]] Whirl 10:07 pm He's not entirely wrong. Maybe a little too optimistic about the power of belief. Magnum Ace 10:07 pm . . . ItsyBitsySpyers 10:07 pm //...Hold up, how's that guy there?// Bevel 10:07 pm How did he get there? Whirl 10:07 pm But I mean, yeah, the world's rotten. ...? Magnum Ace 10:08 pm How'd he...oh no. Whirl 10:08 pm Ha. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:08 pm //How's he him? He was arguin' for peace 'n all.// Whirl 10:08 pm While knowing that the Germans would still attack with their chemical weapon. Bevel 10:08 pm He said no one listened to him earlier. Whirl 10:09 pm Easier to manipulate things from the top. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:09 pm \\SOME GODKILLER.\\ Swoop 10:09 pm :V Whirl 10:09 pm Heh. Windchill 10:10 pm Is this our plot twist villain? Whirl 10:10 pm Yep. I like it. FakeProwl 10:11 pm *... is finding himself sympathizing with the war god who wants to destroy everyone.* Windchill 10:11 pm Eh. *He's not gonna comment. Nope.* Whirl 10:11 pm Everyone likes to think it's the mad scientists and the uppity soldiers who make these things happen. Nice to see the movie pinning it on someone in high command. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:12 pm //PRIMUS BELOW// ItsyBitsySpyers 10:12 pm //How's she s'posed to fight THAT?// Swoop 10:13 pm BOOM! Kehehhhehhh Windchill 10:13 pm He's floating? Whirl 10:13 pm Just means it's going to be an interesting fight. Windchill 10:13 pm *Snorts.* Magnum Ace 10:13 pm !!! Windchill 10:14 pm How do they know it's on a timer? I missed it. Bevel 10:15 pm They were spying. Swoop 10:15 pm Flammable 😄 Dinobots good for flammable Windchill 10:15 pm Everything's flammable if you're serious about it. Swoop 10:15 pm YAH Windchill 10:15 pm *Nods.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:16 pm [[...Oh.]] Whirl 10:16 pm Oh, he's about to die. Windchill 10:16 pm He's fuckin' dead. So's that guy. Whirl 10:16 pm *the very best parting gift imaginable, though* Windchill 10:16 pm *Blinks.* Bevel 10:16 pm Whoa armor Windchill 10:17 pm Swords, lame. FakeProwl 10:17 pm ((i can't frickin take ares seriously. he still has his fuckin Mild Mannered Bookstore Owner mustache.)) Windchill 10:17 pm *And yes, he is just saying that to be antagonistic.* (( ME NEITHER. )) Whirl 10:17 pm ((yeah honestly the face...... kinda ruins the effect)) Magnum Ace 10:17 pm ((just by a lot Bevel 10:18 pm ((i just can't take him seriously because it's remus lupin FakeProwl 10:18 pm ((i mean i realize that's part of the point. the face of war itself is just an Average Joe.)) ((but STILL.)) ItsyBitsySpyers 10:18 pm ((.....i never got that)) Windchill 10:18 pm (( I think this fight is kinda underwhelming anyway but that's a major factor. Nothing against the actor but they probably should have changed that to almost anything else.)) Swoop 10:19 pm ((there were so many boss moments that it'd be hard to do a one on one at the same level as her going one vs machine guns)) Magnum Ace 10:19 pm Oh. No. FakeProwl 10:19 pm ((yeah, basically from the point Real Ares shows up onward im a lot less enthralled with the movie.)) ((you can't top the machine gun scene)) Bevel 10:19 pm ((no man's land best scene Whirl 10:20 pm 9(agreed)) ((no man's land was best)) Tarantulas 10:20 pm *suddenly huffs and violently tosses his console into a subspace. crosses his arms over his knees* Windchill 10:21 pm (( P much. I personally find a lot of end fights underwhelming when we're supposed to up against gods and demons and the most we get is brute, physical force. )) (( So that might just be me. )) ItsyBitsySpyers 10:21 pm *Soundwave lets a feeler slither down to Tarantulas and brush against a spider leg. Enough to listen if wanted, easy to brush away if not.* Windchill 10:21 pm Well. If she had listened to him she might have been able to prevent his death. That sucks. Whirl 10:22 pm Yep. Mistakes and all that. Windchill 10:22 pm *He can't really endorse being told what to do, so don't do it.* Tarantulas 10:22 pm *all sw will read is frustration and a bunch of icky numbers before tarantulas swats him away and goes to get up* Windchill 10:23 pm *Ear flicks.* FakeProwl 10:23 pm *...sigh.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:23 pm *He pulls the feeler back in, not offended but mildly concerned. What are those numbers? Why did they inspire that?* FakeProwl 10:24 pm *So all humans are worth saving because one of them loved her.* Windchill 10:24 pm *Actually bursts out laughing.* Swoop 10:24 pm Bird Look Bird Her ZAP ItsyBitsySpyers 10:24 pm {{Best.}} FakeProwl 10:24 pm ... The fact that she believes in love does nothing to change their destructiveness. Magnum Ace 10:24 pm -what's funny about that?- Windchill 10:25 pm *Wipes an optic.* Whirl 10:25 pm I think it's more about the question of whether or not humans CAN be anything other than destructive. Bevel 10:25 pm ((SUPERHERO LANDING FakeProwl 10:25 pm The fact that humans are capable of love does not undo their destructiveness, either. Magnum Ace 10:25 pm They can Windchill 10:25 pm That was dramatic. Whirl 10:26 pm Nope. I don't think the movie's trying to say they're not, though. Windchill 10:26 pm It's saying that they're worth it anyway. Your mileage may vary. FakeProwl 10:26 pm Hmph. Whirl 10:26 pm I mean, don't get me wrong--I'm not buying the schmaltzy bullshit--*waves aclaw* Bevel 10:26 pm We are just as destructive. Tarantulas 10:26 pm *glances at prowl for a second but is too much of a drama butt to actually send anything but a ping before he leaves out the doors* Whirl 10:26 pm Like I said. The world--well, worlds. Multiverse, is rotten to the core. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:26 pm *..."Hmph"? Odd, coming from a protector.* FakeProwl 10:27 pm Their argument is inadequate. *Glances at Tarantulas. Pings back.* Windchill 10:27 pm The point was it's about what you believe. So if you believe that they're worth it, then they are. At least to you. Or, her. It's pretty, eh, subjective. Whirl 10:28 pm It's about how, y'know, people and reality and life in genberal is more complicated that 'good' or 'bad.' You gotta take the bad with the good. At least, that's what I'm getting from the movie. FakeProwl 10:28 pm *Prowl's got to remind himself not to voice his opinions out loud.* Windchill 10:28 pm They pretty much spell it out...more than once. It's not very subtle. ... *distracted.* Is she, like, old? Whirl 10:29 pm She's a demigod. Doesn't age, presumably. Windchill 10:29 pm Huh. FakeProwl 10:29 pm *It invites people to explain what the movie's saying when his problem is that he disagrees with what it's saying.* Windchill 10:29 pm That sucks too. Toothless 10:29 pm *headbobs to theme* Whirl 10:29 pm *hey now, Whirl also conceded that he disagreed with it* *he's just clarifying the movie's argument* Bevel 10:30 pm *not really sure what she wants to say about the movie's message so just settles for* Diana was a really cool fighter. Windchill 10:30 pm *He said it was subjective.* Bevel 10:30 pm *so deep* Windchill 10:30 pm *No actual counter-argument was presented.* Whirl 10:30 pm She was. Swoop 10:30 pm *kicky feet* That good movie : > Windchill 10:30 pm I think... Swoop 10:30 pm You Soundwave do FIGHT movie Like this moive Magnum Ace 10:30 pm Interesting movie Swoop 10:30 pm every time Forever : > Bevel 10:30 pm I am gonna make her sword. Windchill 10:30 pm I probably wasn't supposed to find it as funny as I did. Whirl 10:30 pm Decent. Worth watching once. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:31 pm [[He prefers to keep things well mixed, Swoop. There are many guests with varying tastes.]] Magnum Ace 10:31 pm Bull? Swoop 10:31 pm This BETTER Bull Armor 10:31 pm It was different -not the type of movie Bull usually watched- ItsyBitsySpyers 10:31 pm //Whirl. Whirl.// ItsyBitsySpyers 10:31 pm //You 'n this fleshie in a fight. Who wins.// Whirl 10:31 pm Mm-hmm? *looks to him* Well, she's a demigod. I dunno. I don't know if conventional weapons can even hurt her. But, luckily, I know a guy who makes UNconventional weapons. So it's a toss-up. Magnum Ace 10:32 pm ... Toothless 10:33 pm *peeks over at smol warm-metals* Windchill 10:33 pm Probably depends on who's faster to find and take advantage of each other's weaknesses. Which is how all fights go, really. Magnum Ace 10:34 pm -stares back- Swoop 10:34 pm *yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwnnnns* *streeeeeeeeeeeetches* Windchill 10:34 pm *Not that...he would know anything about fighting.* Swoop 10:34 pm *decides to sleep exactly where he is* Toothless 10:35 pm ((plz not to 44 Sonic the not-much-bigger-than-a-baseball ;D)) ItsyBitsySpyers 10:35 pm *Laserbeak drifts down to sit on Swoop and guard him* Windchill 10:35 pm *What is this whiny music.* Magnum Ace 10:35 pm ((don't worry, he's not pitching indoors ((soundy wouldn't be happy with the damage ItsyBitsySpyers 10:36 pm ((soundy would start pitching. a fit.)) Windchill 10:36 pm (( Justice would be served. )) Toothless 10:36 pm *loud purrs for Not-Smol-That-Bites* ^__^ Magnum Ace 10:36 pm ((granted now he has one called the 'asteroid cannon' ((and it's named that for a reason Windchill 10:37 pm *Stretches.* Magnum Ace 10:37 pm -blinks and continues to stare. What is it?- ItsyBitsySpyers 10:37 pm *...He hears a purr. What is--* Toothless 10:37 pm ((translation: Thank you for the stream!)) Windchill 10:37 pm *Leans over to torment Whirl.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:37 pm *SCRAPLno wait that was the toothless one. Okay. False alarm.* ((you're welcome! come by any time 😄 )) Toothless 10:38 pm *bounces a little and waves a pincer* Whirl 10:38 pm *eyes Windchill sidelong without raising his head* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:38 pm *Soundwave lifts a feeler and wiggles one of its claws at Toothless.* Windchill 10:38 pm *It's time for your weekly dose of stage whispering.* You know...if we were really NAUGHTY, we could get banished for another sleepover. *If you know what his waggling eyebrows mean.* Whirl 10:39 pm I've already made arrangements to stay here tonight. FakeProwl 10:39 pm *glances to see what Soundwave is wiggling at.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:39 pm [[No fragging in public.]] Whirl 10:39 pm Rain check? Windchill 10:39 pm You suck. Whirl 10:39 pm *SNORTS* Windchill 10:39 pm *Sits up straight.* Bevel 10:39 pm *moves chair a little away from Windchill and Whirl if they're gonna be gross* FakeProwl 10:39 pm *juMPS TO HIS FEET AND IN FRONT OF SOUNDWAVE THAT IS A SCRAPLET* Squeaker 10:40 pm Do not hurt the scraplet *angry mom face* Magnum Ace 10:40 pm -what's with the reactions? He could lob that thing through a wall- Whirl 10:40 pm There is a zero percent chance I will ever frag ANYONE in public. Windchill 10:40 pm Sure. *Tosses his head.* I forgive you. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:40 pm *Soundwave huffs softly and rests a hand on Prowl's back.*

[[It is an oddity. A harmless one. But thank you.]] FakeProwl 10:40 pm *Considering that Prowl doesn't know who that person is, he will summarily ignore them.* Windchill 10:40 pm *That makes one of you, Whirl.* FakeProwl 10:40 pm *... Soundwave, he's less inclined to ignore.* You're sure? Not a scout? Toothless 10:41 pm *shakes helm, no no no no no scout, no swarm* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:41 pm [[One moment.]] Leans around Prowl and motions to Toothless. [[Open your mouth, would you?]] Windchill 10:41 pm *Always set on the backburner, TAKEN FOR GRANTED.* Whirl 10:41 pm *glances to Windchill* Y'know, I was just wondering why it is everyone seems to think we're shacking up, but then I remembered how often you tell me how much you like my ass. And then, question answered. Toothless 10:42 pm *carefully slides headplates to show tooth stubs* Windchill 10:42 pm *Face kind of just warps hideously to exude smugness.* It's a fantastic ass. Whirl 10:42 pm You're objectively wrong, but thanks. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:42 pm *Nods.* [[Yes. He recognizes this one.]] Bevel 10:42 pm Oh! I like this song! Windchill 10:42 pm I am not. FakeProwl 10:43 pm *The fact that it can't eat doesn't mean it can't scout. But if Soundwave is certain.* Whirl 10:43 pm Never heard it. Windchill 10:43 pm *He just doesn't have any taste, which might be the same thing but he's gonna argue anyway.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:43 pm [[Besides. It has been living in that mech this whole evening. We would have been dead long before now.]] Whirl 10:43 pm *will just wave a claw at Windchill dismissively; you DO have horrid taste, Whirl was specifically designed to be unattractive* Bevel 10:43 pm It lives inside someone? FakeProwl 10:43 pm *... Reclaims his seat.* Is it... tame? Whirl 10:43 pm *the Functionists clearly couldn't fathom a mind as twisted as yours* Windchill 10:44 pm *Not even a little.* Squeaker 10:44 pm It... hides in my pauldrens sometimes Magnum Ace 10:44 pm What...is it? Windchill 10:44 pm *Is it a coincidence that most of his friends/fuckbuddies are one eyed and mean as hell? Yes, but what a hell of a coinkydink.* Toothless 10:45 pm *looks up at Squeaker, guilty for having snuck out & causing a fuss* Windchill 10:45 pm *Leans back in his seat, and crosses his legs while fighting to hide a wince. Damn you, ass-dent.* Squeaker 10:45 pm *helm bomps her smol friend* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:45 pm [[As far as he knows.]] FakeProwl 10:45 pm ... Hmm. How does it eat? ItsyBitsySpyers 10:46 pm [[Now that is an interesting question.]] Looks expectantly at Squeaker. Squeaker 10:46 pm Small things, nuts and bolts, nothing alive though. Whirl 10:46 pm ((PFFT)) *looks over to this new conversation* Huh. Kinda like Killer. FakeProwl 10:46 pm I meant, without teeth. Whirl 10:46 pm Which is my pet barnacle. Windchill 10:46 pm *Ears flick up. This is more his style.* The best pet barnacle. Squeaker 10:46 pm It has the back ones Windchill 10:46 pm Best pet, even. FakeProwl 10:47 pm ((ah, wise music choice.)) ((metal, to keep the scraplet fed.)) Bevel 10:47 pm ((lol ItsyBitsySpyers 10:47 pm *Rumble motions Magnum Ace over.*

(PFFF)) Magnum Ace 10:47 pm ...you mean it's species eats live meals? ItsyBitsySpyers 10:47 pm //Yeah. 'N usually it's us.// Windchill 10:47 pm *Would retract his head like a turtle, 'cept his collar gets in the way. He eats...things.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:47 pm *Well, no reason to have him come this way now. He was gonna just whisper that.* Toothless 10:47 pm *hangs helm* Whirl 10:47 pm Ours, too, except ours are just about microscopic. Squeaker 10:47 pm Most of the time yes. But Toothless is nice Magnum Ace 10:47 pm -and now he gets what hte fuss was about- FakeProwl 10:48 pm Yes. If you ever see one of those—run. Ideally, somewhere cold. Whirl 10:48 pm *pauses over some fond... memories? memories-that-don't-belong-to-him-but-are-there* They're neat. Magnum Ace 10:48 pm Cold tends to shut us down. FakeProwl 10:48 pm One alone isn't much of a threat; but one alone is usually a scout for a swarm. Windchill 10:48 pm *But he's not gonna out himself like that tonight.* FakeProwl 10:48 pm Cold tends to shut them down, too. And since they're smaller, they shut down faster. Bull Armor 10:48 pm -Bull unconsciously shivered remembered that one time in the artic- Magnum Ace 10:48 pm I'd hope so. Toothless 10:48 pm *Looks at RedSnol and nods* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:48 pm [[He will stick to this one, if it is all the same to you, Whirl.]] Microscopic metal eaters. Brr. Magnum Ace 10:49 pm -pats Bull, sorry for bringing that up- Whirl 10:49 pm Yeah, at least you can see those. One scraplet in the wrong place is enough to kill a mech, in our dimension. You could probably handle one of yours no problem. Magnum Ace 10:49 pm Ice hockey leaguers need a special formula to play on the ice correctly -not to mention knowing how to play on ice in general- Bull Armor 10:50 pm Even we need special fuel if we're in the extreme cold for too long. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:51 pm *Extreme cold. Also a brr.* Magnum Ace 10:51 pm Or we lock up and freeze until brought somewhere warmer Toothless 10:51 pm *shudders and ducks back into Squeaker's pauldron to drag out its knitted "scraplet cozy" * Windchill 10:51 pm *Sighs.* I like the cold. Bevel 10:51 pm What is ice hockey? Magnum Ace 10:52 pm Another sport Bevel 10:52 pm Do you throw balls made out of ice? Windchill 10:52 pm *He's large enough and generates enough heat that it's not quite as much of a problem.* Whirl 10:52 pm You're built for it, aren't you? High-altitude specialty, right? Magnum Ace 10:52 pm No, it's played with pucks and hockey sticks ItsyBitsySpyers 10:52 pm *Soundwave spots the cozy and huffs. Yes, a good idea. Too bad his tarps are upstairs.* Bevel 10:53 pm Pucks? Windchill 10:53 pm When in good repair I'm built to handle temperatures of both extremes. To a degree. *That's a pun, okay.* Whirl 10:53 pm *snorts* Squeaker 10:53 pm *straightens and fluffs said scraplet cozy* Magnum Ace 10:53 pm Thick disks meant to slide around on the ice Whirl 10:53 pm *and slowly un-hunkers, streeetching* Okay. Time to crash. Where should I go, Professor? Magnum Ace 10:53 pm Usually at high speeds Squeaker 10:53 pm That sounds a bit dangerous Bevel 10:54 pm Cool. *grins* Whirl 10:54 pm Take care of yourself, loser. *to Windchill* Magnum Ace 10:54 pm Not really Bevel 10:54 pm *hitting disks with sticks sounds fun* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:54 pm #ummm #the lounge? #that is a big space #upstairs Magnum Ace 10:54 pm Most of the danger comes from the opposing team FakeProwl 10:54 pm *vaguely remembers having to offer Soundwave a tarp at one point, when a show was talking about cold things. the details are fuzzy though. he was drunk at the time.* Windchill 10:54 pm GoodNIGHT, loser. *Rejected again.* FakeProwl 10:54 pm *doesn't have a tarp. has a sham-wow.* Windchill 10:55 pm *Totally sparkbroken.* Magnum Ace 10:55 pm ...and yourself if you don't know how to play on ice. FakeProwl 10:55 pm *... takes out and offers the sham-wow anyway.* Pretend it's warm. Whirl 10:55 pm *hey now, you were simply second to offer* Windchill 10:56 pm *Don't rain on his drama parade.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:56 pm *Soundwave looks at Prowl, the shamwow, Prowl again, and. Reaches. For the shamwow? Then looks at Prowl.*

*...He's so confused* Whirl 10:56 pm *He stands and holds a claw up so Zori can be relocated from his head* Just show me the way. Squeaker 10:56 pm If you need something warm I have plenty of blankets in subspace ItsyBitsySpyers 10:56 pm *But he drapes it over the spark light on his chest. Very well.* FakeProwl 10:56 pm I don't have a heating tarp. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:57 pm #come on! #this way! the stairs are over there

*Claw point. Onward, mighty airsteed!* //Hey, hold up. Us too.// \\YEAH!\\ Whirl 10:57 pm *your steed is aw--well, okay, he pauses for the twins. He's taken aback for a moment, then realizes well, he probably SHOULDN'T be--he's not used to this* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:57 pm To Squeaker: [[He will be fine, thank you.]]

{{You not getting them back if him take, heh.}} Whirl 10:58 pm *so he just pauses to wait for them, and then Zori's airsteed shall leave the room* Windchill 10:58 pm *Waves.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:58 pm *And they'll follow.*

*In the meantime, Soundwave looks to Prowl once again.*

[[That is all right. He accepts this offering in its place.]] Whirl 10:58 pm *tosses a final wave off to Windchill* Bevel 10:58 pm *sends goodnight messages to Whirl, Zori, and the twins* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:59 pm *Pings back to Bevel.* Whirl 10:59 pm *and a last ping for Shovel, too* Windchill 10:59 pm *...All of the fun people have ABANDONED HIM.* Whirl 10:59 pm *now's your chance to get to know Bevel, who is cool* Windchill 10:59 pm *Drapes himself in the chair forlornly, dramatically.* Magnum Ace 11:00 pm -is he okay?- Bevel 11:00 pm *pulls out a datapad to start planning Diana's sword* Windchill 11:02 pm *No-one understands his unrequited spark-boner.* Magnum Ace 11:02 pm -starts tossing a baseball up and catching it, wondering if he and Bull Armor had been forgotten- ItsyBitsySpyers 11:03 pm *Ravage abruptly explodes from behind the seat and snatches the baseball out of the air. Nope. They hadn't.* Squeaker 11:03 pm What is that thing anywhow? Toothless 11:03 pm *chittergiggles at the ball theft* FakeProwl 11:03 pm *who could forget the two Real Live Baseball Players* Squeaker 11:03 pm ((forgive her she knows next to nothing of sports)) Magnum Ace 11:03 pm -jerks back in surprise- HEY! ItsyBitsySpyers 11:04 pm [[A cat.]] FakeProwl 11:04 pm *Speaking off, he hears a Distressed Real Live Baseball Player. What's going on over there?* Magnum Ace 11:04 pm Give that back! Squeaker 11:04 pm I know what a cat looks like Bull Armor 11:04 pm -Bull Armor stares at the more animal looking mech that stole Magnum's ball- Squeaker 11:04 pm what did it take from him? Magnum Ace 11:05 pm A baseball Bevel 11:05 pm *oh hi Ravage, have a ping* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:05 pm *Ravage drops the ball on the floor and gives it a solid whack. Nyoom goes the ball. Nyoom goes Ravage. Ravage also goes ping.* Magnum Ace 11:05 pm I was practicing my pitching, before the movie Toothless 11:05 pm ((Ravage shows up and my cat starts fussing... coincidence?I think not.)) Squeaker 11:05 pm *Researches the term baseball* oh Neat! Windchill 11:05 pm *Okay, this isn't working out well for his butt-dent. He is forced to sit normally.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:05 pm ((LOL)) Bevel 11:05 pm *goes back to her datapad* Magnum Ace 11:06 pm Give that back, I still need it. Bull Armor 11:07 pm It wouldn't be the first ball lost. Magnum Ace 11:07 pm True. But I don't like losing equipment. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:07 pm =I hunted it. It is mine.= Magnum Ace 11:08 pm You...what? It's not for hunting ItsyBitsySpyers 11:08 pm [[Ravage, return the ball.]] Toothless 11:08 pm *hits its booster jets and tries to nyoom in and filch the ball back* Bevel 11:08 pm *covers her mouth with the datapad to hide the fact that she's trying not to laugh* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:09 pm *HISS at scraplet.* Squeaker 11:09 pm Toothless Sweetspark, you and the baseball are just about the same size* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:09 pm *...But there was an order. So he sulkily lets Toothless return the ball.* Toothless 11:10 pm *looks up offended; scraplet is at LEAST softball sized!* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:10 pm *He didn't want it anyway. Sulk sulk slink behind the bar curl up mutter hmph.* Toothless 11:10 pm *hauls roundthing back to RedSmol* Magnum Ace 11:10 pm -not when it's made for mechs where a golfball is the size of a grapefruit- FakeProwl 11:11 pm *... Movie's over. Glances at Soundwave.* Perhaps it's time to escort our unintended guests home? Windchill 11:11 pm *Raises hand.* Magnum Ace 11:11 pm Thank you ItsyBitsySpyers 11:11 pm [[It may be for the best. He won't have his guests things stolen.]] Not in front of an ex-cop, at any rate. Things that get left behind are another story. Bull Armor 11:11 pm At least he didn't try 'hunting' it while you were pitching it. Toothless 11:11 pm *if roundthing's too big to carry, then it will push!* Magnum Ace 11:11 pm -and this time the ball is staying in his hand- I don't think he would be able to catch it Bevel 11:12 pm *pulls a couple bits of scrap metal from her subspace and bends them together into a small lobbing ball that she rolls along the floor toward the bar.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:13 pm *Soundwave points at Windchill while speaking to the baseball players.*

[[You might be surprised. But now is not the time to test that. Do the two of you go to the same place?]] *....Ravage curls a paw around the ball and pulls it close. Good.* Windchill 11:13 pm *He's just gonna put his hand down then.* Bevel 11:13 pm *victory* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:14 pm *Well, if Windchill doesn't WANT to respond to being called on. They're getting ready to close up shop for the night anyway.* Toothless 11:14 pm *skitters back to Squeaker, points to its "sweater" and then to a single strand, with a question-chirp. Any extra yarn for AngryCat?* Bull Armor 11:14 pm Yes; we should actually get back to recharge. We still got practice tomorrow. Windchill 11:14 pm *Pointing is ambiguous. He's not a mind reader.* Squeaker 11:14 pm *takes out a ball of yarn with a smile* Magnum Ace 11:15 pm Yes, we're both members of Silver Castle ItsyBitsySpyers 11:15 pm [[Then we will not keep you from it. He is certain Prowl would not like to see your games suffer.]] Windchill 11:15 pm It's TIME... For me to go. You're all welcome. Magnum Ace 11:15 pm -their mechanic is going to murder them both- Toothless 11:15 pm *pincer-wave* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:15 pm [[Very well. Do you require a bridge too?]] Squeaker 11:16 pm Be safe FakeProwl 11:16 pm *HUFF. Why you gotta call him out like that. ... ur rite tho.* Windchill 11:16 pm No thanks. *He hates those things.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:16 pm [[As you wish. Travel safely. He'd prefer not to be the one to tell Whirl you died.]] Windchill 11:17 pm Whatever. Toothless 11:17 pm *hides yarn somewhere AngryCat can hunt it and zips back to Squeaker to head home* FakeProwl 11:17 pm Magnum Ace, you can pass the catcher my comm frequency, in case of emergency. And explain to him the whole... secrecy situation, if you would, please. *never actually learned the catcher's name lmao whoops* Windchill 11:17 pm I remembered Rumble's payment this time, where should I leave it? Squeaker 11:18 pm *pets her smol friend* Toothless 11:18 pm *much loud purring* Magnum Ace 11:18 pm -nods- I will talk to him, later, about all of this. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:18 pm *Ravage will get that yarn later, when he is done sulking. And perhaps save some nuts and bolts for future visits.*

[[Ah. On the bar will do. He will probably come down later to get something and see it then.]] Toothless 11:20 pm *waves goodbye before hiding in the pauldron again* Windchill 11:20 pm *Shrugs. Good enough. He'll do that and pay his siblings-in-law back for it later.* Squeaker 11:21 pm *yawns* Thank you for streaming Soundwave. goodnight and be safe you all Windchill 11:21 pm *He's gone.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:21 pm [[Goodnight.]] Magnum Ace 11:22 pm But, yes, I think it's time we did go home Before we're caught ItsyBitsySpyers 11:23 pm *Then he'll open a bridge and gesture to it.*

[[We will see you next time, hopefully.]] FakeProwl 11:24 pm Hopefully NOT. We still don't know why they keep showing up here. Magnum Ace 11:24 pm Thank you, and hopefully if we do show up it's because we wanted to. FakeProwl 11:24 pm Tarantulas was supposed to be looking into that but—apparently had nothing to report. Or else left without reporting it. Bull Armor 11:25 pm Hopefully no one else gets pulled in. Really don't think GZ or Windy would be too happy about it. -let alone any of the humans- Magnum Ace 11:25 pm No, no I don't think they would... ItsyBitsySpyers 11:26 pm [[He hopes because he would like to solve it.]] Bevel 11:26 pm At least you got pulled here instead of somewhere else. Magnum Ace 11:27 pm -nods and gestures for Bull Armor to go first. Time to go home- FakeProwl 11:28 pm This makes two weeks in a row that you've shown up, specifically, here. At the same time. And once you showed up at a similar movie night hosted by Cybertronians. Bull Armor 11:28 pm Bye then. -Bull waves before stepping through- ItsyBitsySpyers 11:29 pm *Wonders if it is because of all the multiversal traffic his club gets on weekends. Or that his planet gets in general, since those visitors tend to roam elsewhere for a bit. Who knows what that does to reality around here?* Magnum Ace 11:29 pm Well, yes, it is odd... Bevel 11:29 pm *welp if everyone's leaving, Bevel's gonna leave before she accidentally gets caught in a private conversation. she leans over the bar to check on Ravage first tho* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:30 pm *Ravage looks up at her and grumbles some nothings. What.* Magnum Ace 11:31 pm Before this, I had only thought the multiverse was science fiction Bevel 11:32 pm Do you want to come with me to see something? I want to see if the big stairs in old Praxus are still there. *they might find a cool monster since the stairs go sort of under the surface if Ravage is into that kind of walk* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:33 pm *He grumbles a little more, gives the lobbing ball a smack, and gets up. Yeah, okay. Let's go.* Bevel 11:34 pm *grins and straightens back up* Ravage and I are gonna go check something out. *seems polite to tell SW* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:35 pm [[Very well. Enjoy yourselves.]] [[Now you know that it isn't, Magnum Ace. And its existence is the least of the wonders related to it.]]

[[But that is data for another time, if there is another time.]] Prowl might not want them coming in, but he'd like more information on that Earth someday. For reasons. [[Your bridge awaits.]] FakeProwl 11:36 pm *Oh, Prowl DEFINITELY wants more information on that Earth. He's got a quiet revolution to plan.* Bevel 11:37 pm *with a wave to Prowl and Soundwave, Bevel and Ravage will head out* FakeProwl 11:37 pm *He just doesn't want them popping in here against their will. Eventually it'll be a human.* Magnum Ace 11:37 pm -And that's the end of tonight. Nods and waves, before heading through- FakeProwl 11:37 pm *Farewell nod.* Magnum Ace 11:38 pm ((meanwhile mun is laughing right now FakeProwl 11:39 pm *... Is the coast clear? Yes? Leans on Soundwave.* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:40 pm ((how come laughing?))

*Soundwave accepts the lean and coils a feeler around Prowl's waist.*

*But something's been lurking in the back of his mind since the end of the movie.*

[[...You agreed with the war god.]] FakeProwl 11:40 pm In THIS context, yes. I don't think that humans are inherently all-destroying. FakeProwl 11:42 pm However, in a film in which it's presented as a fact to be accepted that humans are all-destroying, the correct action is to remove them so they cannot destroy everything else. The fact that they can love and can be loved does not negate this destructiveness, and is not a reason to spare them. It's merely a reason to mourn the latent potential for good in them that was overrun by the realized potential for evil. Magnum Ace 11:43 pm ((soundwave and prowl wanting more info on magnum's earth ItsyBitsySpyers 11:43 pm ((he just wants to make sure it ain't unicron man)) [[You do not believe it can be overrun in the reverse direction?]] FakeProwl 11:44 pm The film did not present such an option. The choice the film presented was not "can or can not human destructiveness be prevented" but "humans ARE and will be destructive: should or should not they be spared anyway." Magnum Ace 11:45 pm ((true, still funny though ItsyBitsySpyers 11:50 pm ((fair!))

[[And you think they should not.]] He picks up the edge of the shamwow and looks at the light beneath it. [[That is an unexpectedly high bar, for someone who opted to protect a mech like him tonight. Many civilizations he has encountered since the exodus would fail to clear it.]] FakeProwl 11:51 pm It's a fictional situation that presented only a binary option. The film did not present the possibility of improvement, or redemption. It did not ask whether they're worth saving if they can change. It did not suggest they can change. "This is how they are; there is no indication they will ever be anything else. Should they be spared anyway." That's all it asked. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:54 pm [[Then if a third option HAD been presented - that suggestion of change - you would not have sided with the war god?]] FakeProwl 11:54 pm ... It depends on how high the probability that they would actually be able to follow through with it. But there is at least a possibility I would not have. ItsyBitsySpyers 11:55 pm *He lets the shamwow fall back onto his chest.*

[[That is of some comfort.]] FakeProwl 11:56 pm ... What do you care? I thought you had no love of humans. Anyway. It's fiction. Magnum Ace 11:56 pm ((and thanks for the stream, but I need sleep, g'night! FakeProwl 11:56 pm ((gnight~)) Yesterday ItsyBitsySpyers 11:56 pm ((night!)) ItsyBitsySpyers 12:00 am [[He doesn't. Not beyond a select few. And as you say, it is fiction. He does not know the human war god to be real.]]

[[But he knows that ours is, and that he and his fit into the humans' category. As do most others. What comforts him is the thought that you would not condemn us all.]] FakeProwl 12:01 am *moment of silence.* ItsyBitsySpyers 12:02 am *...Slow glance. He hadn't thought that so surprising, given his past.* FakeProwl 12:02 am ... If a war god came for Cybertron, I think I'd want to listen to his argument first. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:03 am [[...You what.]]

*Soundwave's feeler loosens. He leans back some, not entirely convinced he heard that right.* FakeProwl 12:03 am *Very pointedly looking away from Soundwave.* FakeProwl 12:05 am What, are you surprised to hear that? After I've just said that I'd side against saving a species whose virtues do not outweigh its destructiveness? ItsyBitsySpyers 12:09 am [[The -human- species. He didn't think you would--]] If his visor were off, his optics would be wide and his mouth open. That is, they are now too, but Prowl can't see it. [[You - are an Autobot. And a mech with a deep urge to protect others. You spent the war doing a job you loathed in the hopes of minimizing death.]] [[Why this, now? From you?]] *The feeler is slowly retracting.* FakeProwl 12:11 am BECAUSE I want to minimize death. FakeProwl 12:13 am It never got as bad in your universe, did it? In ours, we've committed genocide on so many planets that most mechs have lost count of them. And each one of those planets—each individual one—was full of more sentient lives than most people can fathom. Countless worlds with countless people. But I kept count of them. FakeProwl 12:14 am I spent most of the war seeing all those lives as... lesser, than Cybertronian. But they aren't. They never were. You would destroy Unicron without a second thought, wouldn't you? Because he's a world-eater. Because it's one of him versus all of the countless lives he'd swallow. We've eaten worlds, too. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:19 am [[Eating worlds is his purpose. It is what he was made to do. We are not - we are not of HIS metal. We may choose NOT to destroy. And there are timelines where this is so. You yourself said that we did not go to the extremes of your Cybertronians.]] FakeProwl 12:20 am And if the hypothetical war god were talking to me about YOUR Cybertron, I'd find his argument less compelling. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:21 am [[...But your world holds peace. It rebuilds. He hears it.]] FakeProwl 12:22 am The Golden Age held peace too. Which was why Nova Prime felt comfortable enough to sail off from Cybertron and try to conquer the rest of the universe. The Decepticons most quickly and efficiently exterminated lives when the Autobots were at their weakest, the war was at low ebb, and they had moments of relative peace they could use to progress with their genocide. If anything, a strong, healthy Cybertron at peace is more dangerous than a Cybertron at war with itself. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:34 am [[Then we -watch- it. We help to -guide- it, to rein it in if need be. We do not -terminate- it. Dead things do not grow or learn. Transformation is impossible.]]

[[We do not serve Unicron. To destroy your Cybertron and its inhabitants - Prowl, you cannot wish for that. You must not. It gives the Devourer what he seeks. It frees him to eat without fear of reprisal. More will be doomed than have ever been before.]] FakeProwl 12:39 am Cybertron has proven to be rather resistant to transformation and growth as well. And I care far less about one planet's personal growth than I do about the entire galaxy's overall safety. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:39 am [[He speaks of the galaxy's overall safety!]] FakeProwl 12:39 am ... But I'm not seeking Cybertron's destruction. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:40 am [[Perhaps, but you do not sound as though you would stop it.]] FakeProwl 12:43 am *grim smile.* As I said. I'd want to listen to the argument first. ItsyBitsySpyers 12:48 am [[...Then he hopes it will be a poor one, if that ever comes to pass. Or that he can counter it.]]

The alternative would break his spark.

[[Give him the numbers.]] FakeProwl 12:49 am ... You'll have to specify what of. *Prowl has a whole lot of numbers that are relevant to this conversation.* ItsyBitsySpyers 12:49 am [[You said you kept count. Of worlds and of the dead. Give him your counts.]] ItsyBitsySpyers 12:50 am [[It must be added to his map. He - needs to see it. To understand why.]] FakeProwl 12:57 am One hundred and twenty-one billion, seven hundred million lives. That's the closest we can estimate. The destruction is so vast we're only able to accurately round to the nearest hundred million. And those are just the worlds we know were populated by sentient species and were able to get an estimate of the number of sentient beings were on the world before their destruction. FakeProwl 12:59 am That doesn't count all the worlds the Decepticons annihilated before we ever reached them. FakeProwl 1:01 am We can't count the number of dead from planets where forts have already been built over the ashes. ItsyBitsySpyers 1:02 am *Soundwave's lights dim. Hard. He knew both sides had done worse than in his own timeline - FAR worse - but that...*

*How can he argue against numbers like those? How is he supposed to uphold his oath to protect their kind and the matching Cybertrons if Prowl's math includes something that big?* FakeProwl 1:05 am ... By my estimates, that number only accurately accounts for approximately fifteen percent of the Decepticons' kills. Potentially less than that. FakeProwl 1:09 am And that's only direct, intentional genocide—not species inadvertently caught in the crossfire. ItsyBitsySpyers 1:12 am [[No. There is no 'potentially'. He has heard of the phase sixers, of bombed planets, of entire species being led to pink alchemy plants.]]

[[We destroyed Junkion. We hurried the end of Velocitron. Both were quick and simple, and we did not have as many... tricks, as your factions. He refuses to believe it is as much as fifteen percent.]] FakeProwl 1:13 am Ah. Junkion. Us too. Shockwave did it, but half the time I get the credit. It was considered a minor battle. ... Two planets, huh? Three if you count Cybertron itself? ItsyBitsySpyers 1:14 am [[There were others. They took longer.]] [[But not as many.]] ItsyBitsySpyers 1:19 am [[...Still. He will not accept termination as a solution.]] *Shakes his helm again.* [[It is cheap. No facing what was done. No acting on errors that may still be corrected. And it is not what he has promised.]] FakeProwl 1:21 am I care less about Cybertron "facing what was done" than about ensuring it won't happen again. And I have no faith that they'll act to correct any errors. Cheap solutions work. ItsyBitsySpyers 1:25 am [[He seeks both.]]

Prowl's faith is not something Soundwave can change on the spot. He sees that much, and so, leaves that alone for now.

[[And working is not the same thing as being a good idea. He would know. You should, too.]] ItsyBitsySpyers 1:26 am [[At the moment, we are at an impasse. And he has much to think about. He... would put this subject aside, for now. Revisit it when there is something more to be said.]] FakeProwl 1:26 am *Huff.* I know. FakeProwl 1:36 am ... I'm sorry this isn't the type of thing you hoped to hear out of me. FakeProwl 1:41 am *When they had hashed out the rules on which they would base their relationship—had it been nearly a year ago, already?—Prowl had said that he did not anticipate any vast moral conflicts to arise between them—"but if any do, you know where I stand: by my convictions." So he'd said. And he thought now that, on some level, he must have known that this was the conviction he'd been preparing to stand by.* ItsyBitsySpyers 1:42 am [[...It isn't, no. It is... a line of thinking he abandoned a few years ago. One that may take you from him, if that hypothetical situation ever comes to pass. And something too bitter to have been meant for a spark like yours.]]

[[But he would not have wanted a lie.]] FakeProwl 1:46 am I know it might. ... But I'd far rather not have to stand on the opposite side of a battlefield from you. *... Still without looking at Soundwave, he reaches for... for his hand. His thigh. Anything.* ItsyBitsySpyers 2:00 am *Soundwave looks down at his hands. Please, let him think of something. Some way to stop him having to test his adherence to his latest vow. An argument or example or plea capable of helping Prowl see that there are other paths and safeguarding Cybertron and its inhabitants a little longer. They've all lost enough as it is.*

[[He will stand with you on as many battlefields as he can... but he answers to Primus above all others. Do not forget that.]]

*He hesitates at first, wondering if giving Prowl access to some part of himself would be a betrayal of his beliefs. But Prowl has done nothing except admit to a thought Soundwave himself used to share, and there's still time to try and make sure it never progresses into something more real. And if he does eventually fail at that, then... at least he can have moments like these to look back on afterward.*

*So he turns his hand over and slides his fingers between Prowl's, curling them tight. Too tight, probably, and yet, not tight enough* FakeProwl 2:11 am I won't forget it. *Because if there ever does come a day when he finds he must take action, it's going to be the first thing he thinks of. He'd said that he would not compromise his convictions for the sake of a relationship; and he'd said he expected Soundwave to do no different.*

*Prowl squeezes back just as tightly.* ... Thank you for—for agreeing to disagree. On something like this. At least as long as it's hypothetical. ... I wasn't sure you would.

*He hadn't been sure he'd leave this conversation with his amicaship intact. He'd even had doubts he'd leave the conversation with his life intact. If there were to be anything that would make Soundwave turn on him...*

*He squeezes tighter. Not yet. Not tonight. He hadn't chosen wrong to confess. His trust hadn't been misplaced.* ItsyBitsySpyers 2:26 am *Correct. Soundwave was no different. Had Prowl given Soundwave reason to turn, he would almost certainly have been killed by now. Prowl wasn't the kind of person wise mechs let live long enough to form and enact disagreeable plans.*

[[Do not thank him for that.]] *He didn't want that kind of gratitude from Prowl. It would sting all the more if he had to change his mind someday.* [[Just... stay, while you can.]]

*Let that replace the comfort he didn't end up finding in their discussion after all. They would both need it tonight.* FakeProwl 2:29 am *Prowl turned, pressed his chevron against Soundwave's upper arm, wrapped his other arm around Soundwave's forearm.* As long as I can. ItsyBitsySpyers 2:31 am [[Good.]]

*He settled his other hand on the arm wrapped around his and, after another moment's thought, let his feeler curl a loop around Prowl's waist again.*

*Recharge won't come for a while, but he'll not have moved by the time it does.* FakeProwl 2:36 am *He twitches as the feeler wraps around him again, then holds Soundwave tighter still. He won't sleep; but he doesn't plan on budging until the very second he has to go.*

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Hi, sorry if I'm bothering you but!! I have a whole bunch of story ideas that I want to be able to make into comics or some other form of visually assisted story, but.... every time I try to get started it's like everything looks wrong or I can't stick to one starting point and constantly restart before I get anything done! Do you have any tips on how I can get over this block I'm having because I JUST WANT TO START BUT I CAN'T FIGURE OUT HOW

It can be really hard to find a good starting point and then keep with it. I’m not sure I’m the best person to ask this because I’ve either given up on all of my other webcomics or have put them on hiatus; Autophobia is the only comic I’ve stuck with. I guess I would just keep playing with the idea...ask yourself why you keep changing the idea? What about the idea don’t you like? Is there something about it that you do like?

I’d also try thumbnailing different ideas, and when doing so, think about what your story is about, or what you want the story to be about/to address. It’s important that while you plan the beginning that you think at least broadly what your comic is about or what will happen because it sets the tone for your story and tells your reader what the story will be about.

Sorry I can’t be of more help, this is something I struggle with too. I redid the prologue like 4 times before I settled on the monologue/events I wanted to happen in the prologue...and I did these changes when the comic was already posted online and was ongoing LOL. I’m bad about that, I think “well, it’s not set in stone, so who’s stopping me from changing these things?! I do what I want mwuahaha.” So, I’d say also don’t be afraid to change minor things or whatever as you move forward in the story. Others may disagree with that, but personally I view my comic as a WIP in every sense of the word; if I think of dialogue that later works better or feel a scene isn’t necessary (or that one is necessary), I’ll change it.

Anyway, hope this gives you some food for thought!

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A Soul’s Power (Part Four)

Summary: Y/N is a hunter and is friends with Dean and Sam. But one day she joins a hunt with them and find something interesting. A man with wings! How is this possible? How can she see them? Soon enough, she finds out she can see other things too. What makes her see these things? What makes her so special? Characters: Trickster!Gabriel, Sam, Dean(well dead dean), Bobby, mention of Ruby Pairings: Future Gabriel x reader Warnings: Swearing I think. Coping with loss. DISTRACTING ONESELF FROM LOSS.  

READ THESE PARTS: ONE TWO THREE

A/N: Hey guys. I apologize for my lack of posting any parts. Going through bit of a struggle the past couple months. Depression, anger etc. Forgive me everyone. I appreciate you. These parts are really always gonna be about 1500words. (Also really excited about going to SPNTOR) No Castiel yet. NEXT PART I HOPE. Let’s see how much crap I piss out first before we even get to meet Cas. >:)  mwuahaha. Anyway! Enjoy!

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After my ordeal with the boys, I went back to the one place the trickster had been seen last; a small town in Florida. I searched for days and asked around for days but never received any responses or any news. Deciding to leave the area, I slowly made my way back to the Winchester boys. If he pops up ever again, he probably would for the brothers. This trickster seems to like to harass them. Several weeks trailed by as I got distracted on some missions; more demon fights and more gross looking possessions. All their faces always a bit different but still almost always worth barfing over. Deciding to meet up with the boys as soon as possible when I heard Dean was meant for hell in a year. I went on a plenty more hunts with the boys. We tried so hard to find a way out of his agreement. Silly brothers always jumping in front of a gun for each other.  

I finally met Sam's demon friend, Ruby. Who frankly was much more ugly than a lot of other demons. She didn't have lips, her skin shriveled up around her gums. All her teeth were exposed, completely messed up. She seemed almost... older than some of the other demons. If older could be a proper term used to describe a face that's already dead. She had a knife that could kill a demon in one blow which was handy. Dean didn't trust her and neither did I. She seemed to want to push Sam to use his psychic powers. But we agreed she was useful to a point to not stab her with her own blade. Sam wouldn't have had it anyway. After a couple weeks of further separation from the boys, I received a phone call from Bobby.

“Y/N,” Bobby said slowly. He sounded very sad, “Dean. He--”

“He went to hell,” I finished for him. I knew it was coming. We all did. But the blow was low and I felt terrible about it. I didn't want Bobby to force himself to say more about Dean's death. “I didn't realize it was already that time. I should've been there...”

“Don't be too hard on yourself. I heard it was... downright bloody...” Bobby sadly responded and didn't speak further. It was hard for both of us to even think about it. Thinking of hell hounds tearing Dean to shreds is not an image I'd like to think about. I didn't even know what to say for either of us.

“And Sam?” I asked feeling dreadfully awkward and sad to ask more questions about it.

“He's here,” He began, “He wants to... bury Dean.” He sounded a bit frustrated.

“Bury?” I inhaled sharply. That isn't what we were supposed to do. We needed to salt and burn his body. What was Sam thinking? But I wasn't about to argue over the phone, “I'll be there in about sixteen hours.”

We hung up and that was the end of that. I cried to myself on the way to Bobby's. However, I would never cry in front of either of them. The trickster probed at my thoughts more, as the thought of him started to become comforting aside from just being annoying that I couldn't find him. More often than not I dreamt about the trickster. His face always bringing me comfort. He always spoke softly with me in my dreams. Some of my dreams taking place in odd times, such as the 1860s or ancient India. The dreams were only clippings of these times. Quick, almost faint like a memory. But his visage never changed. His wings were always golden and large. His face always the same man he appeared when I first laid eyes on him. He was almost always trying to romance me and take care of me. The thought of him and these dreams eased my mind from the loss of Dean, one of the few people I considered family.

******** When I arrived it was basically a war between us. Sam had already built a casket for Dean. His body was already laying inside it. Bobby and I argued that we should salt and burn Dean as we were supposed to. Sam was against it. He claimed he needed Dean to have a body for when he brought Dean back. A few more fighting words after Sam won the battle of Dean's burial. Reluctantly, we allowed it. We buried him in a quiet area in the woods. We said our passings and Sam was quick to leave the area.

I decided to stay with Bobby until I felt like he was alright on his feet again. Though deep down I knew it was for both of us. We needed each other's company. We both drank a lot for months. Wines, whiskys, bourbons, scotches, you name the booze we drank it. I kept to my books mainly; trying to find any extra information among Bobby's books about angels. The books spoke of angels true forms being large pillaring lights. Large almost human looking beings, just more beautiful than any human. Many people couldn't see their true forms and often died from viewing them. Death by beauty or blinding lights, I wondered. There were some spells and symbols to protect yourself from them but it was hard to tell if they were legit. Besides why would someone need to protect themselves from angels? Aren't they good? These books were old and faded. Not to mention there was only about five books with slight information. It could've been writings of a mad-man from the thirteenth century. It was hard to say.

I dreamt about the trickster again on one of those long, drunken nights. The dream was almost too vivid. Much more than the other ones I so many times had. He stood before me. A small smile on his face. This time we were just inside of Bobby's house. Standing a careful distance between each other. Much more... formal than all the other dreams.

“Y/N,” he eyed me carefully but still smiling, “Why are you looking for me, Princess?” He sounded almost teasing but sincere when we referred to me as a princess. His big beautiful wings tucked neatly behind his back as if he just flown here.

“Because,” I gazed over his lovely features. In so many of my other dreams, I kissed those lips. I held his hands, I touched his wings. I longed to hold him once again as I did in those dreams.“You're not a trickster. You're an angel.”

He flinched at my response. His eyes turned away from my gaze. Did I see a flicker of pain in those whiskey eyes? “What makes you say that, Y/N?” Speaking my name caused me to lose my breath for a second. His eyes bore back into mine as he stepped closer.

“I see them. Your wings and halo,” I said matter-of-fact, pointing at his towering wings. Moving closer, he touched his palm to my cheek. It felt like lightning bolts.  I could only exhale loudly at such a wonderful sensation. Golden, whiskey hues scanned my features up and down, as if he was judging the truthfulness of my statement. His lips curled into a soft, large smile as he deemed my words true. He seemed happy. Almost statsified to hear these words from my mouth.

“We'll meet soon and I'll be happy to answer anything for you,” he promised, rubbing my cheek with his thumb, “I'll see you again, Princess.” And with that and a playful wink, he disappeared. I wanted to stop him. I wanted to ask his name. The one thing I never heard in any other dreams. Our names were never spoken in any dreams. Except mine, tonight. I jolted awake instantly. It felt too real. How was it possible that this was the dream that felt the most real and the other's were so faint?

Something about that dream put my mind at ease. I stopped searching into reports as much. I stopped reading about angels. I cried to Bobby about Dean and how much I missed Dean. And I cried because Sam wasn't here to be with us like family. I missed our family so much. I wanted us to be together again. But it wasn't possible. Dean was gone. Sam was off who knows where. But deep down, I didn't feel as alone after that dream. I felt like someone was watching over me. And it broke me at the same time. It made me realize and start to accept that Dean was gone. Forever.

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