#She could easily rescue me but noooo

[who-hoot]

the cons of having a boldore as a companion is sometimes they want cuddles and by Reshiram they will get it

[wooahaes]

freshly fallen

pairing: non-idol!jeonghan x gn!reader

genre: fluff, established relationship au. dad!jeonghan au.

word count: 0.9k~

warnings: food mentions. reader is a step-parent.

daisy's notes: i have a soft spot for this au tbh ill admit it

“Wake up! It’s snowing!” 

The last thing you expected was to feel the full weight of Ha-eun leaping onto you and Jeonghan at seven in the morning. It jolted you out of your sweet dreams, and you could hear Jeonghan stifling his yawn as he woke up, too. Ha-eun had busied herself with shaking Jeonghan’s arm, trying to wake her father up faster while you pushed yourself into a sitting position. Jeonghan warned you once that Ha-eun loved the snow back when you moved in months ago, and again when it started being a real possibility for the weather. She peeked over at you for a moment, satisfied with the fact she’d managed to wake you up easily, and turned back to Jeonghan.

“Wake up!” She said more forcefully. “We’re gonna miss the snow!” 

Jeonghan turned over to face the two of you. “It’s not going to melt for a while.”

Ha-eun just whined at him again, shaking him as she called to him. “I wanna play!” 

In a snap movement, Jeonghan scooped her up into his arms, settling back into bed as he shut his eyes. “Five more minutes,” he said, her head tucked underneath his chin as he pretended to go back to sleep.

Jeonghan was good at fooling people sometimes, but not you. Not when it came to Ha-eun. He never could hide that playful smile completely—it was the reason why he always tried to face away from her when he was teasing. 

“Noooo!” She whined again, trying to wiggle her way out of his arms. She called to you instead, reaching one arm out to try and latch onto you. “He’s crushing me!”

You knew as well as Jeonghan did that he wasn’t holding her that tight. You liked to blame it on the fact she was a Yoon, through and through, and assumed you’d rescue her if she played up the dramatics. This was still the child who once told you that you were going to die while she was giving you a “check-up” with the toy doctor’s kit that Jeonghan bought her for her birthday. She’d cried to Jeonghan over the fact she thought you were going to die despite it being her own diagnosis of your healthy heartbeat in her own game of make-believe that you were playing along with. 

God, you loved this little family you became a part of. It wasn’t perfect by any means, and you’d all seen your fair share of bad days, but it was mornings like these that made it all worth it. You remembered when Jeonghan took your hands during your third date and told you he had a daughter.

“Her mom isn’t in the picture anymore,” was all he had told you at the time, “so it’s just me and Ha-eun. I like you a lot, but if I have to choose between you and her, I’ll always choose Ha-eun.”

(Frankly, that was all you needed to hear to know that you were starting to fall hard for Jeonghan. You wouldn’t want to make him choose between the two of you, but you were thankful he wouldn’t ruin someone else’s entire life just to be with you.)

Jeonghan popped up soon enough, already peppering kisses all over Ha-eun’s face. “It’s cold out,” he said at one point when he pulled back, giggling. “You’ll have to get dressed in your winter clothes if you want to play… after breakfast.”

Ha-eun gasped, and immediately turned to you. “I’ll help!” She scrambled out of Jeonghan’s arms and across the bed, already pulling at your hand. “I can help!” 

It nearly earned a laugh out of you. You admired her drive. Jeonghan always told Ha-eun that she could do anything she wanted if she put her mind to it. Of course, that sometimes ended with her convincing Uncle Cheollie or Uncle Shua  to give her extra dessert when he was babysitting, but you had to respect her hussle. You slipped into your house slippers, letting Ha-eun guide you toward the kitchen. Jeonghan lagged behind, leaning against the open doorway as he watched Ha-eun carefully wash her hands. He met your gaze as you pulled out the eggs from the fridge, and softly smiled.

Ha-eun looked up. “Papa! You help too!”

Jeonghan chuckled, making his way into the kitchen. “I was planning on it.” 

You hid a smile as you pulled down a bowl, setting it in front of Ha-eun. “Were you?”

Ha-eun gave her dad a suspicious look. “Were you?” She parroted, mustering up the same disbelief you held in your voice.

It only earned another laugh from Jeonghan as he leaned down to peck her cheek. “You’re turning her against me,” he said when he leaned in to kiss you, soft and sweet and short. He rested a hand between your shoulder blades. “I was admiring my two favorite people,” he teased.

You passed an egg to Ha-eun, who began to carefully crack it the way you had taught her to. “And yet you’re still not helping…”

Before Ha-eun could call him out, Jeonghan pressed another kiss against your cheek before making his way over to the fridge. “I’m helping,” he said, “just give a moment…”

You couldn’t hold it against him. Not when you turned away from cooking the eggs later to see Jeonghan carefully helping Ha-eun chop veggies, voice as soft as ever as he held his hand over her own to help guide the knife. You had to admire your two favorite people, too, sometimes. 

… Even if it meant Jeonghan would tease you for nearly burning the eggs later.

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[taleeater]

April Showers Bring May Flowers Part 1

TMNT Bayverse

TMNT x FTM Reader

Reader uses he/him pronouns.

April had a good sense for news. Which usually meant she also had a good sense for trouble. She interestingly makes a new friend one night who helps her escape a hostage situation with a local gang before the boys have to come rescue her. This new friend has a troubled past, and is stuck in a hard place, but ultimately has a good heart and wants to do the right thing. Can April and her turtle companions sway their new friend to the path of good?

Warnings: drugs mention, kidnapping, OC side characters

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It was an early spring night with a chill in the air. The boys were out patrolling when they got an alert from April’s panic button. She was in trouble.

The ping of her location appeared on Donnie’s hologram indicating that she was at a small pier in Brooklyn. They were all the way up in the Bronx, worryingly much too far away to reach her anytime soon.

Leo quickly gave the orders and they did not hesitate to rush at full speed to her aid.

The turtles just hoped they could reach her in time.

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“Is this how you normally treat your guests?” April sassed from the chair she was bound to. She was sitting in the middle of a dingy old shipping warehouse on the pier. “I’m a reporter, you know. People will be looking for me.” She warned.

“Ah, and when will that be? Tomorrow morning?” The boss wearing a fluffy white pimp coat chuckled. He was smart, and he knew what he was doing. “So what will you do, exactly, if we let you go. Tell the police about our hideout? Give them detailed descriptions of our faces? If you’re a reporter-” The man leaned over her, casting a shadow over April in the low light. “Write an article about us?” He taunted innocently, making the other thugs in the room chuckle darkly.

Across the room, concealed by shadows, the slight frame of a young boy stood with his back pressed against the frame of a creaking wooden door, watching his boss converse with their hostage with sharp eyes. 

Eventually the woman in the yellow leather jacket’s head drooped in defeat, and Carver waved a dismissive hand as he walked away. He ushered some orders to the awaiting thugs, and left the building in a flourish. One of the large bulky men approached the young boy.

“Here, tonight’s deliveries.” A paper list and a gas station bag full of labeled lunch baggies containing white powder was unceremoniously thrust into the boy’s hands. He pulled out the rusty metal lunch box from under his arm and deposited the drugs safely inside before walking out the door without a word. 

The group of thugs standing guard in the creaking old warehouse were boredly gossiping amongst each other, while one or two of them occasionally glanced over grinning amused at April.

She huffed. Just great. She hoped the boys got her distress signal. But she knew depending on the route they took that night, it could take quite some time to get to her. Knowing them, they probably forwarded her location to Casey in the police department. But in a hostage situation, it could easily get messy. They would probably try to surround the place first before moving in waving their guns around. 

Just then, the distant sound of police sirens could be heard echoing through the city. The thug’s heads perked up and looked around anxiously, then quickly turned their attention to April. The group started to approach her while one of the men ordered two of them to break away from the group and prepare the van. 

“Ooooh no no no no-” A larger man pulled out a roll of duct tape from his coat pocket and tore off a long strip with his teeth as he neared her. “NOOOO NO NO NO- HELP!!! HELP!! HEL-” 

Suddenly, the sound of several loud car alarms started blaring from outside. The other two men appeared in the doorway and shouted to the others that their tires had been slashed. There was rising panic and alarm as the slow approaching sound of police sirens in the distance and the loud blaring car alarms drew unwanted attention to their position. The thugs all ditched April and ran out the door to deal with the cars.

April sighed at her luck, her thundering heartbeat calming marginally in her chest.

From the other side of the warehouse, April almost didn’t catch a hooded head quickly peeking inside the room. They looked around, then once confirming the room was cleared, darted swiftly over to April. She watched the young boy with his lower face covered with a handana place a finger over their mouth in a shushing motion, and pulled out a switchblade from their pocket, flipping it open. 

April gasped, and struggled a bit on her restraints. But the boy paid her no mind, rushing behind her and made quick work of cutting the zip ties. Her wrists snapped free, and before she could even think to say anything, her wrist was grabbed and she was harshly pulled to her feet. The two immediately sprint out the back door, the swift young boy dragging her along at high speeds. 

The crisp wind rushed past her ears and she breathed hard trying to keep up. April’s eyes fixed to the black hood of her accomplice. In no more than a few minutes, they jogged to a halt in a dark residential area a few blocks away. April doubled over, hands on her knees as she caught her breath.

“Who-... Who are you?” She struggled out between harsh breaths, looking up at the young boy. Strangely enough, she caught sight of the rusty metal lunch box clutched tightly in his free hand. 

The young boy barely spared her a glance before his attention switched to the group of loud police cars rounding the corner, and quick as he appeared, he ran off down the street and disappeared behind a corner. 

April watched after him with interest, straightening before stepping into the street to wave down a police car.

-

About an hour later, Leo, Mikey, Donnie, and Raph arrived on the scene, finding April standing around outside the warehouse talking with Casey surrounded by several flashing police cars. The boys dropped down and approached them, giving nods and waves to other passing police officers they were familiar with. 

Casey looked exasperated, seemingly arguing with April. His eyes caught sight of the approaching mutants and he sighed, both adults turning to them.

“Guys- PLEASE tell this stubborn woman that she can’t keep throwing herself in danger like this!!!” He loudly expressed his frustration. Leo pat him on the shoulder comfortingly. Raph stopped behind Leo with his arms crossed, flicking the toothpick around his mouth as he grinned amused. Donnie was off somewhere following around a police officer asking them questions.

“Angelcakes!!!” Mikey rushed past them with arms wide open to scoop up April in a hug. “Ah, I’m so glad you’re safe.” She giggled and pat Mikey’s chest in his squished hug. 

“I’m fine Mikey, but look!! I found the shop warehouse of that dangerous new gang that's been taking over the East side.” She glanced over to the wide open doors of the old warehouse as police officers filtered in and out, carrying around evidence. Mikey set her down gently and turned to inspect the building, appearing impressed. Then he caught sight of Donnie and rushed after him to follow him around as he scanned passing boxes of evidence.

“That’s great April, but maybe next time call us a little sooner when you have a hunch? I’m glad the police made it in time, but Casey is right. You have to be more careful.” Leo stepped in as the voice of reason with his mother-henning. April rolled her eyes and Casey threw his arms up in mock defeat, pacing around to lean heavily against the hood of his car.

“Actually, the police didn’t make it on time. This kid actually saved me.”

Donnie’s head popped up into view, looking intrigued, while Mikey skid to a stop beside him, clearly not listening. Leo and Raph exchanged a curious look. 

“What kid?” 

-

The young boy was walking briskly down the street, checking over the little slip of paper in his hand and shaking his lunch box, satisfied that there was no sound or weight left inside.

“Well, that's it for tonight.” He turned into a dark alleyway and walked deep into the shadows. Then he crouched down and pulled a cheap lighter from his pocket, and lit the paper on fire. He let it burn completely until the embers encroached on his fingertips, then he dropped it and stamped out the fire.

Shoving his hands into his jacket pockets, with the signature rusty lunch box tucked under his arm, he made his way to Brownsville, Brooklyn. 

“I hope Sheila isn’t working tonight.” He mumbled, kicking a rock with his beat up sneakers. Hoping that there would be a couch for him to crash on for the night. If not, he was reeeeally not looking forward to working tomorrow smelling like a crack house. 

A gust of cool wind brushed by and knocked the hood off his head, making him look up at the low hanging moon. And the passing of his faded memory of dark figures leaping across the city skyline.

To be continued.

[kittyball23]

Hostage (a Trolls fanfic)

Summary: Branch, Poppy, and Tiny Diamond maneuver their way to the Rage Dome in hopes of rescuing Floyd

A/N: Requested by KatieShinsherpa on Wattpad :)

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“How’s it looking?”

Branch leaned against the tricycle (kindly loaned to them by Tiny Diamond, who sat at the little basket in front) watching as Poppy pulled out a set of binoculars from her hair and placed them at her eyes. The red pathway before them still stretched quite a distance away from the heart of the glitzy city, and its main attraction - the Rage Dome, from which many talented performers were able to walk the red carpet and sing for their many adoring fans.

Problem was, there were a couple of talentless performers who were going to take the stage that evening. And Branch and Poppy were going to do everything in their power to stop them, and save the Troll who was the secret behind that talent.

Poppy took in the scene and clicked her tongue. “Oof… no good. See for yourself.” She handed him the binoculars and he took a look, seeing many of the doll-like creatures congesting the area, and more of them who were donning the telltale black suits and dark sunglasses of bouncers.

“Security’s pretty tight,” Branch concluded.

Poppy took another look through the binoculars, and looked up the side of the Rage Dome. “You know what that means,” she said, glancing slyly at the blue Troll. “We’re scaling the walls!”

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It wasn’t long before Branch, Poppy, and Tiny Diamond already found themselves about halfway or so up the tall building’s side. Using special gummy-like gloves, they were easily able to stick, so the fear of falling off wasn’t an issue. Stamina, however…

Tiny Diamond, who was suddenly feeling as though he was truly living up to his namesake, huffed and puffed, his pace significantly slower than the two full-grown Trolls that were up ahead of him.

“I’m tired…” he moaned.

“It’s not much longer,” Branch responded. He was right. They’d be at the top in just a minute or so if they kept up this pace.

Tiny wasn’t having it, though. To him, the top of the building looked like it was miles away!

“My feet hurt,” he groaned, aching all over. “Carry me!”

Poppy, usually a pushover when it came to little Trollings, may have given in to the request. But, hadn’t Tiny Diamond stated various times on their trip that he was a man? “You have to be a big boy,” she said, kindly but firmly at the same time.

Tiny Diamond frowned. “I don’t wanna!” he whined. He couldn’t believe this! Maybe saying he was a man when he was only a month old wasn’t such a good idea after all…

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The sight at the top of the Rage Dome was something incredible. It was the tallest building in the city of Mount Rageous, and all of its glitz and glam could be viewed from every astonishing angle. But the view, while quite impressive, was not what Branch, Poppy, and Tiny Diamond had come to see. They were trying to get in the building. And now that they were upon its roof, it was time to initiate the next step of their plan - actually infiltrating the premises, which would not be easy, given the fan that was below them.

Its blades whirred at rapid speed, and Branch knew that if any of them leapt down into it with the hope of passing through at just the right time, they would more than likely not succeed, and the ugly image of three Troll-splatters resulting from it came into his mind.

“Okay,we have to find a way to bypass the fan blades so that our cupcakes don’t get sliced in two,” he said, hoping that Poppy and Tiny got the message.

Tiny Diamond though, in a manner that once again showed he was not a man, didn’t get the metaphor. “We brought cupcakes?!” he asked incredulously. If he’d known that, he woulda snacked on them a long time ago!

“Umm, noooo…” Poppy said, but didn’t elaborate, trying not to put any grotesque images in Tiny’s head.

“No… not what I meant, but it doesn’t matter,” Branch said. He already had an idea in mind. “You wouldn’t happen to have cotton candy, would you?” he asked Poppy.

“Yes, actually, why do you need…. Ooohhhhh…” the Pop Queen trailed off. She understood what he was trying to do when Branch gestured down at the fan.

Tiny didn’t, though. “Cotton candy?! Ooo! Can I have some?”

“Not right now, okay?” Poppy told him, patting the pouting little Trolling’s head for some comfort.

Using the cotton candy, Branch leapt down at the fan, clogging it up so that it stopped spinning. Seeing Branch able to go in without a problem, Poppy and Tiny followed. They landed within a dark room with lots and lots of wires. It looked like a control panel!

Poppy’s eyes lit. “That’s it!” she said. “If we turn off the show, they can’t perform, and we’ll have enough time to get Floyd!” She pulled out a welder’s mask and blowtorch from her hair and immediately got to work, looking exactly like she knew what she was doing.

Branch was stunned. “Wait, how do you know which wires to cut?” He looked up, confused by the mess of yellow, blue, and red that was all intertwined. He was surprised by his girlfriend’s nonchalant answer.

“I don’t!” she admitted. “I’m just blasting everything until something turns off!”

As soon as she said the words, suddenly they heard the sound of something powering off. The light had been seeping in from cracks around them went pitch black.

Darkness fell over the Rage Dome as the electricity went out everywhere, even in the bathroom!

A lone fan who had taken a break to handle some number-two business gasped. “Uhh… hello?” he asked uncertainly. Then he sighed. “Err… this just got way more complicated…”

Poppy grinned sheepishly at Branch, who had a “really?” look on his face.

“Well, I guess that handles that!” Tiny Diamond chimed in.

“Yeah… I guess it did.” Branch had to smirk. His girlfriend’s manner of handling the situation was a little unorthodox, but it had gotten the job done. Now they were closer to accomplishing their mission!

Poppy smiled back. “Let’s roll!” she said, waving them to follow her as they left the wires and traveled down the ventways.

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While Poppy, Branch, and Tiny were happy for the power going out, out on the red carpet, Velvet and Veneer were not.

“What the heck happened?” Veneer asked his sister.

“The lights went out, DUH!” she grumbled, as though it were obvious.

“B-but we’re supposed to perform in five minutes!” Veneer exclaimed.

“Yeah, I know,” Velvet growled. Something funny was up… she could feel it. But right now, she had no time to investigate herself. She and her brother were due to put on another star-dazzling performance. Luckily, she had someone else to help her.

“CRIMP!” she called in a demanding tone.

Scurrying towards her in response was a little, paper-like critter, eager to please. “Yes, yes! I’m here!” she huffed, sounding out of breath.

“See what’s going on, and get the problem fixed. I can’t leave everybody hanging, y’know!”

“You mean ‘we’ can’t leave everybody hanging,” Veneer said, correcting his sister.

Velvet grinned a grin at her brother that was in no way meant to be sweet. “Right, of course, WE,” she said, doing her best not to clock him right there and then.

“Oh yes, of course, right away, boss!” Crimp said, obediently bowing and then hurrying off.

“And get me a macchiato double-espresso with half cream and two lumps of sugar while you’re at it!” Velvet called after her.

“Hey! What about me?” Veneer asked.

“Fine,” she huffed, “make that two!”

“But I like mine with just one lump of sugar,” her brother whined.

“Urrrghh… it’s too late!” Velvet snapped, focusing her attention in keeping her fans entertained while they awaited for the problem to be resolved.

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Meanwhile, the Trolls diligently searched through the venting.

Poppy, Branch, and Tiny peeked in every opening they could find among the maze of passageways. There were plenty of rooms, but none were the kind that they were trying to seek. Branch didn’t see any diamonds holding Trolls bearing resemblance to his brother.

Well, until he did.

Branch gasped when he reached one of the vents and peered down. “Wait!” he whispered to Poppy and Tiny. He bent down, taking a closer look at what was below, and feeling emotions overwhelm him when he saw the distinct figure of Floyd. He was nearly white-haired, and his skin had a strange transparent sheen to it, one that did not look in any way healthy.

“It’s him,” Poppy said in a hushed voice, looking down beside him. She then moved to the screws on the vent and began to undo them with Branch’s help. Once they were able to move the vent aside, he took a deep breath and was the first of them to leap down.

Floyd was startled by the sudden movement of the Trolls and moved back inside of the diamond with a short exclamation.

“Shhh,” Branch said, putting a finger up to his lips.

Floyd was apprehensive. “Wh-who are y - “ But then he stopped right before he finished the question. He knew exactly who this blue-haired Troll with an oh so familiar leafy green vest was, and it made his breath catch in his throat. “Branch?”

Branch nodded, Floyd’s shock so obvious in the way he stared at him with wide eyes, unable to believe that his little baby brother was actually standing there with his full-grown self.  “Yeah… it’s me…” he said, squishing himself up against the diamond wall in an attempt to give him a hug. “And I’m here to help you get out!”

Floyd grinned, pressing himself upon his side of the wall in the same spot where Branch was to return that somewhat-challenging hug. But that grin soon faltered. “Branch… you need to go,” he whispered urgently.

Branch shook his head. “No! I came all this way to get you free, and that’s what I’m gonna do.”

“But you don’t understand,” Floyd said. “It’s not just about me anymore…”

Branch paused. “What do you mean?”

Just at that moment though, the lights flicked back on in the room. The power had been fixed! In that happening, the TV that had gone out came back on, and the Trolls' attention went to it. Featured was a red carpet reporter who was speaking enthusiastically about the performances that would be seen at the Rage Dome that night, the highlight being Velvet and Veneer. When the two were shown onscreen, Floyd pointed.

“Look!”

Branch did look. Very closely. The two siblings were dolled out in extravagant outfits made of silk, fluff, and a whole lot of diamonds studding it. But something was off about the diamonds themselves. If he examined it really, really closely…

The blue Troll gasped.

Inside of them were their brothers.

Clay on Velvet’s costume, and Spruce and John Dory on Veneer’s!

“They captured them, too,” Floyd explained. “They want all five of us Branch… and they’re gonna come for you next!” He made a shooing motion with his hands. “You need to leave - NOW!”

“I can’t just let you stay here, Floyd!” Branch said.

“You’re gonna have to,” Floyd said. “It’s for your own good!”

“And what about yours?” Branch questioned, feeling greatly disturbed by his brother’s worsening conditions.

Floyd didn’t have a chance to answer. Bursting into the room was the small paper-like assistant to his captors, beaming for her success in returning the power.

“Yay, I did it!” Crimp cheered to herself. “Now all I gotta do is get the boss her - “ she gasped, shocked by what she saw. “TROLL!” Crimp cried, pointing at Branch.

“Uh-oh!” Poppy cried, hauling Branch and Tiny, “RUN!” She and Branch shot their hair back up to the venting to make their escape, though not before the brothers exchanged one last glance with one another. This wasn’t over. Floyd would be freed.

Crimp hurriedly ran out of the room, crying out, “I’ve gotta tell the boss!”

Once Branch had been hauled to safety, Poppy looked at him worriedly. “What’s going on? What do we do?” she asked him desperately.

“We gotta beat that paper thing to the red carpet,” he said. “And fast!” Dashing away with Poppy and Tiny right behind, Branch grew a look of determination. Those terrible twins had all his brothers… and it was about time they got confronted about it!

[strawberrycarnations]

This would be so much easier if they actually really did hate each other. Technically, it was all laid out for them.

A master of magic and a master of science were bound to disagree to the point of incompatibility at some point. Their own fields and reasonings were conflicting. They were destined to be enemies.

So why was being locked up together in this dungeon so damn enjoyable and sexually frustrating??

It had all started with a fight. Yes, a fight between their own proteges. Their proteges were always fighting, as they ought to. Regardless of how it began, the fight had involved robots, clay golems, runes and a whole lot of electricity.

Long story short, their respective labs and workshops were ruined along with the queen's precious garden, so all proteges involved are currently forced to repair the damages with as little conflict as possible.

So how did the Arch Mage and Head Scientist end up locked together in the same dungeon?

Remember the runes that were involved?

One of the runes was a transporting rune that brought its unlucky victim to the dungeons. The Head Scientist was the unlucky victim.

And since the dungeon doors were immune against all sorts of magic, the Arch Mage resolved to rescue the Head Scientist herself.

Remember the electricity that was also involved?

Just as the Arch Mage had entered to dungeon, using the electronic codes used, a wave of electricity scattered throughout the palace, scrambling wires and codes alike. So now, both the Arch Mage and Head Scientist were unlucky victims.

It was awkward at first. Considering how they ended up there.

"I'm sorry about that rune. I just recently taught it to Yun. Didn't think he'd use it to send people to the dungeon."

"Yes well, sorry about the codes. My students haven't got the hang of proper control and manipulation yet. Riva gets aggressive when emotional."

"My apprentices don't usually resort to dirty tricks with magic, I swear it"

"I'll believe you as long as you understand that my students aren't bungling idiots with their machines"

"Okay"

"Okay"

Then it was mutually exasperating.

"I can't believe they made a rune to the dungeons! The dungeons! They could have made one to the Bahamas! But noooo, they had to choose the slimy, dark, terrible dungeon!"

"At least they're not idiots! I told them their first day in the lab, if you don't know how it works, then don't turn it on! Keep an eye on the power meter! But noooo, they had to do the exact opposite of what I just said!"

(It's important to note that, around this time, the Arch Mage was pacing back and forth, rubbing her arms against the dampness of the room, while the Head Scientist was slamming his fist and foot against the door.)

After that, it was comfortable. Or they tried for the other's sake.

"Let me heal your hand" the Arch Mage said, taking the Head Scientist's injured hand in her own. She traced a rune on his palm with her finger, though she trembled from the chill.

"That's... fascinating" the Head Scientist remarked as he threw his lab coat over the Arch Mage's shoulders. "I don't get cold easily" he added when she moved to include him under the coat.

"I don't think a scientist is allowed to think that magic is fascinating." the Arch Mage replied, moving closer to him.

"I'm allowed to think whatever I want, and I think you're fascinating."

"I'm... fascinating?"

"W-well umm, see... you know the codes for the doors and you're a mage. That would mean that you've studied science, as well"

"I was just learning codes. I think that they're... fascinating"

Now, it was too enjoyable and sexually frustrating. How they've managed to get to here was just crazy.

"So runes are just like codes? With systems and categories, as well?" the Head Scientist was saying, as he traced some newly-learned runes on the Arch Mage's hand.

"Y-yes, d-did you think that it was just all.... random drawings?" she breathed out, trying to hold in the butterflies fluttering around in her stomach. If the Head Scientist detected anything, he was ignoring it very well, as he kept tracing on her hand in a slow, gentle way that made her chest tighten and breath quicken.

"I never thought to look at them closely enough to recognize patterns, but now..."

The Head Scientist swallowed hard. She was too close, and he knew that if he turned his head just right, he would catch her lips. Truthfully, he could never look at the patterns, because he was always looking at her. She should understand. She must, or else...

"imagine the programming this could do!" he cried out, startling them apart.

"Imagine that" the Arch Mage laughed "a machine run on magic!"

As the words left her mouth, they both froze.

"Well, why can't we...?"

"Didn't you mention that you were working on robots for the king?"

"Yes, but beyond programmed movements, they're no more than oversized automaton toys. There isn't exactly a code for cognitive reasoning."

"But what if they were written on by magic? a magic that makes them like our golems!"

"Ohhh, but without the golem occupational hazard! It would be indestructible!"

"Wait, what golem occupational hazard?" the Arch Mage asked with a raised brow.

"You know, those runes that you write on their skin" the Head Scientist laughed, writing imaginary runes on her hands, then her cheeks. "Wipe them off with water or scar them and they break" he said his finger lingering right above her lips.

"Oh" the Arch Mage said softly "that's right, they break..."

Something else was going to break. They just knew it.

"You can't do that" she said, moving her face away from his fingers.

"Why not?" the Head Scientist asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"We're supposed to hate each other." the Arch Mage said

"You weren't supposed to come rescue me"

"You weren't supposed to get stuck down here"

"And yet I'm here, you came and we are together."

As he said those words, the Head Scientist moved closer to the Arch Mage, his eyes never leaving hers.

"Why can't we stop thinking for once about what we're supposed to do? No one can judge you and me right now." he added.

As much she knew that she ought to, the Arch Mage couldn't look away. She knew the truth, knew that his eyes had often flitted to her at assemblies, parties and meetings, when they should have been on his notes, or his students or the king and queen. She knew because she'd look at him too. When his eyes were turned away, then she'd look, take note of his features and mannerisms.

"Your eyes are grayer than blue." she found herself saying "I always thought that they looked like seastones, but there are so many shades and so many seas and your eyes... Stop smiling!"

The Head Scientist raised an eyebrow instead. She was adorable.

"I like your eyes too" he said "Its the shade of burning iodine and aluminum"

"burning aluminum??"

"The smoke is beautiful! I used to think Bromophenol blue was the shade, but I guess I was wrong and..."

They weren't supposed to kiss. When they pulled away, the Head Mage wasn't supposed to pull him back by the collar. The Head Scientist wasn't supposed to pull her onto his lap. They weren't supposed to confess past longing glances, silent admiration or shades of grey and purple between kisses.

So when they were found a couple of hours later, they were seated side by side, discussing the possibility of a robot possessed with logic and reasoning as a doomsday device.

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Their proteges were sorry. They apologized profusely and vowed not only to finish fixing the queen's garden without any more incidents, but also to dedicate extra hours to perfecting transportation runes and electrical power meters usage.

Surprisingly, their teachers forgave them quite easily, with barely a glare or angry retort. Perhaps they were exhausted, or disappointed or aghast at the fact it happened to them. Whatever the case, they were grateful it wasn't worse.

They were wrong to be grateful. They should have wished it was worse.

"It was my fault!" Yun wailed in despair "I put them there!"

"I locked them in there!" Riva cried in fear "I kept them there for hours because I was an idiot!"

"What do you mean they've built a robot with cognitive reasoning?"

"It can do magic??"

"It can create codes on its own??"

"OH MY GOD THEY'RE GOING TO REPLACE US WITH ROBOTS"

"It can't get any worse now, can it?"

But it was one pale-faced mage that delivered the final blow.

"You caught the Arch Mage in the science labs??"

"And they were doing what?!"

"...kissing.... they were kissing..."

"They said we were going to have to get used to this."

"OH MY GOD THEY'RE GETTING MARRIED?! THIS IS WORSE!"

"ohhh, we are fucked."

There is a 50/50 chance that leaving the Arch Mage and Head Scientist alone in a room together will result in either a marriage proposal or a doomsday device. More likely both.

[milkytheholy1]

Everything Ends: Part 8

A/N: OKAY I finally got it to work, it took many drafts, many restarts and way more patience than I have but hopefully if you're seeing this it means Tumblr finally let me upload the next part! Enjoy!

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"Aw come on, you won't let me with you again?" Donnie whined, it wasn't something he often found himself doing, but these were different circumstances. Leo heaved a hefty rucksack over his shoulder, the metal of the arm easily taking the brunt weight. 

The leader in blue sighed, pinching the skin between his eyes, "I've already told you, D. We need you to stay here and protect the base, watch over the injured and make more tech. I know you want to fight but you're too important to our cause."

"But I can help, even remotely! Shelldon V.27 would be a simple addition to your pla-" 

"Donnie." Leo called out, cutting the soft-shell turtle off. His thick stare halted Donnie, he knew the glance, knew the body language well enough; he wasn't going anywhere. Donnie released a sigh, slumping back against his wheelie chair, "Fine..." he mumbled out. Leo smiled, although it didn't meet his eyes, "Thank you, I promise it'll be worth it."

"Yeah, yeah." the genius huffed, turning away from his brother to face his tattered creations. He was still trying to rework his battle shell, but with limited parts, the dream was useless, "Just don't lose another arm, I don't have enough parts to build you another one."

"Gee, thanks, Don." Leo laughed out, walking to the entrance of the room. He turned his head to face his brother, even if he could only see his cloaked shell, "Don't do anything stupid until I get back."

"How can I? You're taking all the stupid with you." he mindlessly finished the quote, a small smile hidden in the shadows. The moment Leo left the room, Donnie cast a sneaky glance over his shoulder to check the coast was clear before he sprung from his seat and frolicked around his minimal lab. 

"Oh to be free once more, I am but a prince trapped in a tower waiting for someone to come and rescue me!" he moaned out, leaning against his desk with a hand to his forehead; he was always one for dramatics. 

His whimsical dreams soon took a turn for the worst, however.

A blaring red light painted the walls of his modest lab, a small beeping sound came from his cracked laptop while loud explosions could be heard in the distance. Donnie's eyes widened, he quickly found himself flipping over the table to keep track of what was happening. 

"Noooo, no, no, no, no, no!" he gargled out unexpectedly, one by one the cameras he had littered around their base were failing, tuning to static. The sounds were getting louder and louder, the ground and walls would shake with each hit. Something was coming and it wasn't going to be pretty. 

Donnie lept from his chair to a small draw on the opposite end of the room, within said draw was a short metal stump but when pressed extended into his glorious tech bo. Over the years the tech-wiz had time to perfect his craft, even coming up with his own logo which he branded on everything.

"Gah, my battle shell!" he cried out, feeling the ground moving below him. But before he could make it to his one form of protection, an explosion blew the wall against him, wrapping him in concrete and metal piping. Once the dust faded, all Donnie could hear was laughter and screams.

The base had been infiltrated, massacred, demolished. Luckily most members of the resistance were with Leo, only the injured and weak were left behind. Before Donnie could sit on the thought that he was left behind because he was weak, a large hand grasped him and heaved him from the wreckage.

"Ahahaa, well if it isn't the purple one." the Kraang sister cackled, Donnie struggled in her grasp, feeling her grip tightening the more he winced in pain. She drew him closer to her face, letting him see the grotesque saliva that coated her teeth, "Where are your pathetic brothers and other freedom fighters? I was hoping to crush the resistance all in one go!"

"Naaagh, well sorry to disappoint, but it's just me." Donatello gritted out through clenched teeth. He wriggled to press a button on his beaten-up tech brace, hearing a small 'beep' sound come from it. Out from the minimalistic wardrobe to their right shot out four metal tentacles which slammed into the Kraang sister, knocking her back a few paces.

Donnie was dropped to the ground, landing on his soft shell, knocking the wind from under him. No matter the amount of pain he was in, he knew he had to get up and call for help, call for Leo. While distracted by his inventions, the Kraang sister shook and growled out as she tried to fight off the scrap metal clawing at her face.

Donnie continued to press buttons on his tech brace, giving a brief "Haha" when all his tech surrounded him like that one scene in Iron Man 3, a small comfort of his when the world wasn't in complete chaos. His bo staff landed in his looming hand, he was smug, maybe it was fake confidence.

With an outstretched arm, Donnie pointed at the Kraang sister on the opposite end of the room, "A long time ago you said my tech couldn't protect me-"

"Huh?" the Kraang sister grumbled, snapping the metallic tentacle bot in half. Donnie released a small chuckle from his lips, his eyes in a heavy glare, "Get ready to eateth thy words!" with that he pushed the button on his tech brace and all at once his tech was sent flying towards the enemy.

Donnie watched in awe, everything he had managed to build from scratch was actually working and not turning evil for once, not that it was ever a problem before, aha.

When his tech began to dwindle, that's when Donnie called in the big guns, "Shelldon!" on the broken table behind the Kraang sister laid a small purple box with gleaming red eyes. Like a Transformer, the creature shifted metal plates and limbs until it stood tall, "At your ready, Donatello!" it cheered out.

"Go get 'em, son!" Donnie whispered, nearly tearing up at his own sentiments. Shelldon sprang onto the back of the Kraang, punching it hard with one fist while tugging on it's skin with the other, "Get off of me you pathetic creature!"

Donnie couldn't take his eyes away from the fight, either from fear or how impressed he was with little Shelldon. But when the Kraang creep grabbed him by the head, Donnie sprung into action, "Get off of my tech!" he yelled, swinging his bo staff and thwacking the Kraang in the side of the face. 

The Kraang sister almost immediately dropped Shelldon, the impact causing some parts to spring off of him; he was of course still in beta. Donnie landed back on the ground with determination in his eyes, he stumbled when he caught sight of Shelldon yet didn't show hesitation with his next actions.

He took a running start, charging at the Kraang then using his mystic abilities as best as he could to form a huge mallet. It had been a while since Donnie had been in a fight, even longer since he had to use his ninpo energy; he was a little rusty and couldn't hold it as long anymore. 

"THIS IS FOR RAPH!" he screamed out, bringing the mallet down against the Kraang...but it didn't work. Just in the second before it could penetrate alien skin, the Kraang had grabbed Donnie by the face. She flung him to the ground, not giving him an ounce of chance at standing back up. She pressed a hard foot against his plastron, pushing down until she heard a cracking sound please her ears. 

Before she could be fully satisfied with the death of another turtle scum, Shelldon bounced back and grabbed at her, yanking her in a feeble attempt to free his injured master. Donnie watched on, eyes barely open and head feeling numb. But he saw his creation, his tech...his son, fighting.

The Kraang had clearly had enough of this, only coming here for a simple mission and while the hunting and fighting were fun little games to her, she wanted to complete her mission. Grabbing Shelldon in a much similar vein to Donnie, she yanked Shelldon's head clean of his body. Circuitry and oil leaked out of the joints, the body going rigid in her hands. She dropped it to the ground with a rather loud 'clank' and then set her beady eyes back onto Donatello.

"Now, where were we?"

Leo sat with his arms wrapped around his torso, near enough shaking at the horrific retellings of his brothers' passings. Casey was still a grave distance away from him, equally just as distraught, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything."

"No," Leo spoke out, voice quivering, "Y-you did the right thing, I need to know- I want to know. Please, continue." Casey gave Leo a side-eye, unsure whether this was healthy or not, but nevertheless, he continued like clockwork.

"Michelangelo was a skilled and talented sorcerer, he could use the mystic arts like no other being. He fought all around the world, through space and time. Sadly, the greatest thing he could do, the thing that helps people, would weaken him with each use. The more he used his power, the more it drained him, made him old."

Casey released a meek chuckle, "The dude looked 80 instead of someone in their late 30s." Leo wanted to laugh, wanted to lift the heavy atmosphere that settled around the duo, but he just couldn't; not with this topic.

"I'll take everything I have." Mikey's voice drowned Casey's head, causing the boy to whimper.

"He helped me get here, he sacrificed himself to save the future. Just like Master Leonardo, and I can't fail him, fail both of them." Casey flicked his head to the ground, his voice fading out. He knew he had already failed them though, he's been having to carry this fear with him everywhere he went and now finally it had happened.

The Kraang were invading, the world was coming to an end, and he couldn't do anything to stop it. Casey looked towards Leo again, he felt anger; why couldn't this be his master? The one he had grown up with his entire life? Instead, he gets this guy who's clearly in the funk and refusing to see what really matters; his family.

"I wish (Y/N) were here, they'd get you to snap out of it." Casey mumbled under bated breath, thinking it was out of earshot. But Leo's head flicked up, eyes widening, "Look, I know I'm not the Leo you knew in the future, and maybe I never will be." he began.

He started his slow ascend to help Casey pull the rocks away, though the teen still refused to give him eye contact. But Leo continued, he was going to make this right, "This whole time I was sure my family needed me, but the truth is I need them." A bright light blasted through the darkness, incasing both their faces with warmth. Casey and Leo began to dig quicker, but it still wasn't enough. 

Leo placed a hand on Casey's arm, stopping him as he gave him a hopeful smile and apologetic eyes, "If we're gonna survive this, we have to do it together." he finished. Future boy nodded back, silently agreeing with a smile of his own and a sniff of his nose. On three the two began working together, pulling the rocks back with more force until the hole crumbled and the duo were free.

Casey slapped a hand on Leo's shell, congratulating him, "I knew you could do it." Leo nudged Casey's shoulder with his own, "I just needed someone to knock some sense into me, thank you."

Casey went quiet for a moment, looking away, "I, erm, sorry about what I said back there. I was just angry and scared, I shouldn't have brought that stuff up."

"Hey," Leo pleaded, forcing Casey to look at him, offering the teen a warm smile, "Don't feel bad, I needed to hear it. And I promise the future won't end up like that, scout's honour!" he crossed his fingers along his chest, right where his heart would be.

Before Leo could walk off Casey stopped him, a hand outstretched, "I- I didn't-" he stuttered, feeling his eyes blur, "I didn't tell you about (Y/N)." Leo's expression hardened for only a second, his smooth grin forming back on his lips, "Don't bother, it's never gonna happen. Not on my watch.

"No offence, but with your current track record, that doesn't give me much hope."

Leo laughed a little, lolling his head back while he pulled out his katana, "Sometimes hope is the only thing we have." The duo walked along the railways, finally spotting an entrance.

[heffrondriving]

how about this big brain idea : kendall has two hands? so jo on the right and carlos to the left.

they are dating one another. sorry i don't make the rules around here. just kendall with both his girlfriend and boyfriend.

that's it. that's all i have. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*.✧

okay why was i momentarily concerned when i first read the phrase "kendall has two hands" gjfjfjk i need to throw my rotted brain in the garbage disposal i think (눈_눈)

OMG YES FR BC I HONESTLY THOUGHT OF THAT TOO!!!!! the only thing that held me back from fully selling myself into it is that i'm not really sure i could see carlos and jo together romantically??? yes even with my foolish penchant for the rarest of pairs ever to rarepair in this dangt fandom *cries over the four i'm singlehandedly carrying rn* idk but they are just like. sibling-vibes Besties to me or smth. is that a hot take or ;/ but alternatively if you mean another ot3 scenario where kendall is a shared boyfriend between jo and carlos then yo that'd be pretty sick actually THE ULTIMATE KENDALL KNIGHT BISEXUAL EXPERIENCE SIGN ME TF UP!!! 💗💜💙 IMAGINE HOW CHAOTIC THAT IS.....THE INSANE POTENTIAL.…..I'M THINKING BIG TIME CRUSH OR BIG TIME RESCUE BUT EVEN WORSE BC THE SINGLE FUNCTIONAL BRAINCELL IS ALSO SHARED BETWEEN THE TRIO AJAJAJAJ

and now presenting a Dumb Thing i slammed out in five minutes smack dab in the middle of office hours entitled...

̥۪͙۪˚┊ ❛ SHARING IS CARING ❜ ┊˚ ̥۪͙۪◌

Jo: Hey, it's my turn with Kendall now!

Carlos: What?! Unfairrr you already had him for like fifteen minutes longer yesterday!

Jo: Well duh, we were watching a movie, Los. What do you want us to do, not finish the ending?

Carlos: Hmph, I guess not...but you never even thought to invite me to your supertastic sleepover or whatever...

Jo: It was Stephanie's new Gore Galore of the Graveyard Ghoul movie, which means you'd get awful nightmares if you watched it aaand probably use that as an excuse to solo-cuddle Kendall and hog him for the rest of the night, which would actually be unfair.

Carlos: What??? N-noooo pssshh I haha, I wouldn't...do...such an evil scheme...*nervously slaps at helmet*

Jo: Anyway, we're even because you totally snuck in way more kisses anyway—and I would know because Kendall's breath smelled like corndogs all day.

Carlos: You don't hear me complaining when Ken-ken's breath has an oniony stink to it!

Jo: *gasps scandalously*

Carlos: Yeah, like that. Wait—what are you—

Jo: *smiles sweetly as she grabs Carlos's arm and easily judo-slams him onto the carpet*

Kendall: h e l p

SJKDSJK THIS IS PURE CRACK IDFK WHAT I'M WRITING ANYMORE I'M SO SORRY EVERYONE HAD TO WITNESS THIS UTTER DEGENERACY 💀 though srs if i end up writing this ot3 fic i'm entirely blaming it on you maddy hehe (๏็ટૄ◟๏็ ) but i have to actually write first in order to accomplish that miracle,,, more at eleven folks *sobs shakes screams at exponential piles of unfinished wip drafts i'm miserably drowning under*

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 297: We’re Bustin’ Outta This Joint

Previously on BnHA: Horikoshi did his best to undo all of the good vibes from the Girl Power arc by killing off Midnight. It sucks and I still don’t like it, but it is what it is. Unfortunately, Not Killing Off Your One Female Teacher Character With Any Character Development was worth 30% of his grade for the semester, so it brought his average down all the way to a C-, and so he and his report card will just have to live with that. Meanwhile Ochako did some rescuing, and the other U.A. kids lay around unconscious and/or traumatized. The chapter ended with an abrupt cut to Tartarus, where AFO is apparently just chilling and waiting for the Nearly High Ends to come bust him free. What kind of a cliffhanger is that to leave your fans hanging on for three whole weeks. Who’s suffering more here, the characters or the readers.

Today on BnHA: Horikoshi is all “okay I know you all want to know what happens to Deku and Shouto and the rest, but have you considered finding out what happens to Overhaul and Muscular and Moonfish and New Girl Character instead?” Fandom is all, “you had us at New Girl Character.” Seiji’s dad is all, “I’m just going to say a bunch of stuff to help make sure none of the readers feel conflicted about cheering on a bunch of mass murderers escaping from prison.” Tomura is all, “dammit AFO why are you still here.” AFO is all, “shhh, Tomura, go back to sleep.” Tomura is all, “wtf but you’re literally hijacking my body and continuing to shred it to bits while we break into BnHA Alcatraz to recruit your own personal Suicide Squad.” AFO is all, “:).” Real!AFO is all, “HERE I AM, EVERYONE, SORRY TO KEEP YOU WAITING.” And then the chapter ends. Geez.

oh shit lol it’s a whole big fucking page all about Tartarus

my very first thought was “that’s a long-ass fucking bridge”, and then I went to go google “longest bridges”, and Wikipedia was all “son there are literally a hundred and fifty bridges in the real world longer than 5km, and the longest one is actually 165km”, and I was all “oh shit I really don’t know jack shit about bridges.” then I looked at the list for a few more minutes and realized that the super-long bridges were all built over land, and that the longest bridge over water is only 38km. which is way more reasonable, but also still really fucking long though?? ngl I would freak the fuck out on that bridge. what does any of this have to do with Tartarus you ask?? absolutely nothing, I literally forgot I was reading a chapter for a sec lol uh

anyway, my parting thought on the bridge is that it kind of defeats the whole purpose of having a giant island fortress prison, but whatever. moving on

and the six levels thing is straight out of One Piece lol. something tells me BnHA’s prison break arc isn’t going to be quite as fun. hmm

so now we’re cutting to “the Bronze Gate”, which is the main entrance off of the bridge, and some goat-looking motherfucker is out here trying to become my new favorite character. bro

SON OF A BITCH WHAT’S WITH THE BULLETS FLYING IN THE BACKGROUND. DON’T TELL ME THEY’RE SHOOTING AT GYGES. THEY CAN’T KILL OFF MY FRESHEST HOMIE GYGES. SURELY THEY WOULDN’T

ooh and now, giant robots!

giant robots with machine guns. “I’m very sorry I killed off Midnight, makeste” you know what, fuck you Horikoshi. thinking you can buy my affections back so easily

does Gyges have six arms??? look how fucking calm he is announcing the code red security lockdown, holy shit. GYGES

NOOOO

NO NOT BRIAREUS. THIS DAY EXACTS A HEAVY TOLL

YO, WHAT

he came there himself?? so much for making the Noumus do his dirty work. and based on the speech bubble shape and font, this is still AFO talking

uh oh what’s happening

is he using Decay or is his arm just sort of crumbling to pieces because he hasn’t had time to heal up yet? if it’s the former this prison break is going to set a record for shortest arc yet isn’t it

now we’re cutting to B10 which is apparently the lowest level. but do they mean lowest as in the least security, or lowest as in the deepest underground, a.k.a. the most security? idk it’s confusing and I think they should be more specific. is it B like in basement?? are there six levels or ten?? stupid Tartarus

anyway so the guards are talking about how Gigantomachia is scheduled to arrive tomorrow morning. heh. will there even be a Tartarus tomorrow morning

(ETA: WELL, UH.)

wow they’re talking about just killing him outright. damn

I kinda feel like “prison guard” is one of those jobs that just sort of naturally attracts shitty people. anyways yeah, Seiji your dad is a real piece of work

and he’s even doubling down on it after the other guy repeatedly keeps trying to hush him up. dude we get it, you’re an asshole

ooh and now we’re getting an interesting look at the various prisoners, some of whom look suspiciously familiar!

for starters, that’s definitely Moonfish in the upper left corner, I’m like 99% sure. not quite clear who that is across from him in the upper right, but it’s been a hot minute since we saw Muscular, so maybe?

and could that be Overhaul in the panel beneath him?? they’re not showing his face so I assume it’s someone we’d recognize, and he’s the only currently-incarcerated villain with that haircut as far as I can recall. though it seems weird that he’s not restrained more given his quirk. I thought Horikoshi mentioned in Ultra Analysis that he’d gotten it back somehow. eh well we will wait for answers

I don’t recognize the person to his left either (though she has an oddly familiar look to her?). but the person on the bottom right, next to Kurogiri... is it Stain?? the hair and body language are sure giving off Stain vibes. if someone had told the me from two years ago that I’d actually be excited to see Stain again I would have said you were full of shit. and yet here we are. these sure are interesting times

anyway so now the Code Red intruder alarm is blaring. and I gotta say, that one scene sure was effective at killing any sympathy I might have been inclined to feel for these guards lol. bring on the imminent massacre

“what horrible timing” lol yes. it’s almost as if they planned it that way

uh oh

is he omae wa shindeiruing. watch your six, Mr. Prison Guard

oh shit

WHAT DID I SAY. WHAT DID I FUCKING SAY. but nooo, you all were all, “but a bridge is more convenient!” VERY WELL THEN, LIE IN THE BED THAT YOU HAVE MADE

anyway so it’s the High Ends lol. I mean we already knew it was them. let’s just get on with it

omfg Tomura ARE YOU RIDING ONE

WHAT ARE YOU, A NAZGUL. WHY IS THIS MY FAVORITE THING

and it looks like it actually is Tomura again, too (as opposed to AFOmura)

-- is he using Decay on himself?? is that what it is?? or no wait, is this just more of the weird side effect shit that’s been happening since he Awakened. actually yeah never mind that’s clearly what it is

y’all this man is out here having a full blown argument with himself

so this is equal parts compelling and hilarious to me right now lol. like I feel so bad for Tomura, but I also lowkey want to see how far this escalates. like do you think he’d go as far as to punch himself in the face. where will this journey lead us

fucking look at this shit

other people have already mentioned this, but with this scene especially it makes me really curious how they’re going to show this in the anime. will it be AFO’s voice coming out of Tomura’s mouth? or Tomura’s voice using AFO’s speech patterns? more importantly, will it be cool and dramatic, or will it actually wind up being hilarious? or both?? never count out both

also he’s looking pretty good there in that bottom panel with his one eye just barely visible. that doesn’t have anything to do with anything, but here I am, pointing it out

also also, lol at Tomura being all, “the fuck do you mean, ‘rest’, you’re the one that dragged my body out here to raid a fucking prison,” and AFO being all, “oh yeah, lol, true true, but I meant rest after that.” yes, this man clearly has nothing but the purest intentions, Tomura. trustworthy af

this fucking guy. Tomura is your bullshit radar finally operational yet?? can you see yet that it was always his intention to use you right from the very start?? oh man I am starting to get fidgety now listening to this

so Tomura’s saying he doesn’t just want to be used as a chess piece. and AFO is all, “well okay but what if it’s a VERY NICE AND IMPORTANT chess piece.” bro DID HE STUTTER

-- AHH BUT NEVER MIND THAT, HERE IT IS, THIS IS WHERE THE FUN STARTS OMG

GO ON AND ACQUIRE THEM THEN! omg. why am I so fucking excited. it seriously makes no sense. like seriously, ‘hooray, our old buddies, Overhaul and Stain!!’ -- come again now?? who is this person that I have become

meanwhile AFO is making all this fuss and I really don’t understand it though

why would you need to plow directly through the building. why can’t you just use doors like a normal person. it’s not like they can lock you out, like hello, you can literally turn anything you touch into dust, what’s with all the melodrama

anyway so he’s apparently hitting the prison with some sort of EMP attack now and shutting down all their systems

omg the suspense is killing me. this is going to be so badass once it’s animated, but right now all I keep thinking is “YES, GREAT, CAN WE PLEASE JUST MOVE IT ALONG”

the doors are opening ahhhhhhh come on come on come on let’s go let’s get to the excitement already

now the guards are running over to try and regain control. but, like

yeah that’s pretty much how I’m expecting the rest of this to go basically

so now they’re shooting at the dust cloud lol. well if there’s one thing movies have taught me, it’s that bad guys who wait inside clouds of dust while panicked cops blindly rain bullets at them until they run out of ammo are basically invincible lol. soooooo

OHHHHH SHIT

AHAHAHAHAHAHA. THEY ARE SO FUCKED LOL, SHIT

YEP, AND HERE’S ANOTHER ONE

is this the first time we’ve seen Moonfish’s face? I feel like we might have caught a glimpse of it before on an omake page or something. either way, it wasn’t anything I actually needed to see again. thanks...?? I guess??

okay but seriously, are we supposed to actually know who this badass lady is?? like I don’t know her but I feel like I know her, you feel?

(ETA: lol there are already like 60 different theories about how she’s related to every single character in the series. will be interesting to see if anything comes of this. although we did just get three “this villain was secretly related to [insert character(s) here] all along” reveals just in the last arc, so idk, it might be better if we pass on it this time lol.)

girl who are you. please stick around. for the love of god don’t let this man kill you off too

????

wait so is this Overhaul? boy sure has seen better days huh. but the floppy sleeves... yeah, it’s gotta be him

anyway so then the only ones missing are Stain and Kurogiri, yes?? omg. and one page left to go

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

NO ONE WILL BE ABLE TO CONVINCE ME HE COULDN’T HAVE DONE THIS SHIT RIGHT FROM THE VERY BEGINNING. FUCKING TIME-BIDING DRAMA QUEEN

AND HE’S JUST FLOATING HIS LIFE SUPPORT SYSTEM ALONG BEHIND HIM SOB. THIS FUCKING GUY

AND IS HE JUST ABSENTMINDEDLY DRAGGING SOME POOR SCHLUB’S CORPSE ALONG BESIDE HIM LIKE A SLEEPY TODDLER CARRYING THEIR TEDDY BEAR. I FUCKING CAN’T. REST IN PEACE, FRIEND. GIVE MY REGARDS TO GOOD OLD BRIAREUS

so that’s it! and we still don’t have any idea what AFO is actually planning to do now, after all of that. are they going to merge bodies?? or is he going to try to switch with him?? either way Tomura’s body has to be part of the plan somehow since he keeps making so much of a fuss over it. flkhglkhlk. dammit I need answers lol

[navalcriminalimagines]

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Request by @wow-life-love4 ❤️ : So I was hoping to request a Barba x reader; Where the reader sees Barbra back when she goes visits Carisi and she has those feeling again what she had years ago when he left!And he finally accepts the fact that she was the one as well!!!!!(Throw some angst in there I’m dying for it with fluffy ending)

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Tags: @crying-river

Sorry for the typos. Enjoy. ❤️

Based on 22x04 Sightless in a Savage Land. (Of course)

(Gif isn’t mine)

*Carisi’s office*

Since Sonny got his new office, you found a comfy place on the floor, against his furniture. That’s where you were even though your former partner wasn’t there yet. There was this new case that came up in the night before, he had a few meetings while you were working on your laptop, coffee right next you and Sonny’s on his desk.

He came in a few minutes later, smiled when he saw you. He threw the box he was holding on his cabinet and sat on his desk chair. When he spotted his coffee, his smile grew wider. “You’re the best,” he said, taking a big sip.

“I know,” you smiled. “How’s the case going?”

“I’m going for murder 2, and we’ll see,” he shrugged.

One thing you love about your friendship with Sonny Carisi is that silence is comfortable. There is no awkward silence. While he worked on his paperwork, you were on your laptop. Shopping online, actually. You rescued a car a year ago and the little ball of fur has been scratching on your couch ever since. It was completely destroyed now and you needed a new one.

“Dom,” you called your best friend. “What do you think about this one?” you turned your laptop so Sonny could see it. It was a nice three places blue couch, Scandinavian style.

Sonny wheeled closer to you and bent down to look at it. “I won’t fit in that one,” he said. He’s been crashing a lot at your place for the past two years.

“Stupid long legs,” you teased him. “Although, in 4 years, you’ll be sleeping in my bed, so—“ you turned the screen back at you and kept scrolling.

Sonny laughed at that. “Only if neither of us is married,” he reminded you.

“Doesn’t look good, Dominick. I’m telling you,” you exclaimed. “You seriously need to prepare yourself to spend the rest of your life with me,”

“Wouldn’t have agreed if I wasn’t. Although, that’s not the story I wanna tell our kids,” still laying in his chair, Sonny was facing you, his legs spread as always.

“Why not?” You exclaimed. “It’s cute! Two best friends that made a deal to get together to avoid forever loneliness!” You paused and realized what he said. “Wait—kidS?” you asked, making sure the ‘s’ was heard.

“At least, four, Y/N. You know I want a big family,” Sonny told. This conversation seemed like completely normal between although it wasn’t.

“Then pry I’ll give birth to quadruplets. Cause I’m not getting pregnant four times,”

“Don’t underestimate the Carisi’s power,”

You and Sonny stopped talking for a moment, just staring at each other, until you both started to laugh. “This conversation is nonsense,” you said.

“I agree,” you heard from the doorway. You and Sonny turned like one man, to look at the man standing there. You didn’t have to look at him though. You recognized his voice from the first sound.

“Barba,” Sonny was the first to greet him. He stood up and offered his hand. Both men shook hands and Rafael’s eyes stopped on you, still sitting on the floor. You looked up to him and tried to keep a poker face. But god, he looked more handsome as ever. The beard. You asked him multiple times to keep the beard, when you and Rafael were seeing each other.

“Detective,” he greeted you.

“Counselor,” you quickly said and got your attention back on your laptop. You can’t let him see you still have feelings. And that you’re mad. Hurt, even. Rafael never made a promise to you, you two weren’t actually dating per say, but you wished he gave you a goodbye. Not just—leaving.

“What can I help you with?” Sonny rescued you.

“Mickey Davis. Can we talk about it?” He said.

You felt both men’s gaze on you and looked up, “Oh you want me gone?” You said and Sonny nodded. You stood up, put your laptop in your bag, and walked to the door. “Chinese. My place?” You asked Sonny, completely avoiding Rafael. Your best friend agreed and you would be lying if you said you didn’t hope it would make Rafael jealous.

*****

Sonny showed up at your apartment around 8. He was welcomed by Mania’s purrs, he crouched down and pet your ginger cat for a moment. You were sitting in your - destroyed - couch, with a glass a white wine. Carisi knew that seeing Barba after all those years messed with your head.

“How many?” He simply asked.

“Not enough!” You said, but you were obviously tipsy already.

He’d been there many times. He knew that trying to fight to make you stop drinking was useless. So instead, he grabbed a glass and joined you on the couch. Mania jumped on your lap. “Wanna talk about it?”

“I’m just going to say the same things I’ve been telling you for the past three years,” you said, focusing on your cat.

“But now, he’s back. And I don’t think he liked what he heard,”

You looked at Sonny, puzzled, waiting for him to continue. “He was—cold. Unfriendly. And he left saying ‘Enjoy the chinese—and the company’”

“It doesn’t mean anything, Dom. Three years went by. He probably has someone,” you were on the urge of crying but you were fighting yourself. You cried enough for Rafael.

“His lost,” Sonny put his arms around your shoulders and kissed your temple. He gave a pat to Mania, and extended his legs on the coffee table. You rested your head on his shoulder and a few tears escaped.

“Why am I not over him? Why does it still hurt?” You asked. Sonny hummed in response and you continued. “I wish we were married already. I would be committed to you, and he wouldn’t live rent free in my head,”

Sonny giggled, “You sure ‘bout that?” He asked. “Know that cheating is a deal breaker for me. Thinking of someone else while you’re with me is cheating, somehow. So technically, you’re already cheating on me,”

“I’d make up to you, but we’re not there yet. You refused to seal the deal,”

It took Sonny a few seconds to understand what you meant. “And think about Barba while I’m making love to you? Noooo, thank you,”

You grabbed the wine bottle and poured yourself another glass. Mania wasn’t pleased about you moving around so he jumped onto Sonny’s lap instead. “I need a good dick,” you sighed, laying back on the couch.

Sonny wasn’t expecting you to say that. Or at least, not like that. He was taking a sip and choked on wine. He coughed a few times, which made you laugh. “Need me to remind you what happened last year?”

“Noooo, thank you,” you mimicked him. The last year was a mess. You got drunk at Forlini’s and left with a stranger. It was okay at first, the man was good looking and very cautious with you. The sex wasn’t great. He came really fast, you didn’t have time to get pleasure. When you tried to leave, he offered you to stay with puppy eyes, and you caved. The next morning, you tried to sneak out but he heard you and he didn’t want to let you go. So you texted Sonny, asking him to call you and pretend an emergency. Thank god he did. But a few weeks later, you met the guy again at Forlini’s. It lead to a few weeks of stalking from his behalf, until you went all cop on him.

After eating chinese, you went back to drinking as Sonny stopped. You two watched some terrible show on tv until you fell asleep on his shoulders. Used to that, he moved you to your bed and crashed on your couch, with Mania cuddling to him.

*****

You showed up many times at work with hangovers. You were used to pretend you were okay and your coworkers pretended to believe you. The morning went slow, until he showed up.

“Barba!” Fin was the first to see him. “Liv isn’t here,” he continued.

“I came to see all of you—in private?” Fin, Amanda, Kat and yourself looked to one another. “I don’t have all day, detectives.”

They stood up and followed him next to interrogation rooms. But you stayed put. “Y/N,” Rafael softly said.

“Three detectives is enough,” you said, without looking at you. If you looked at him, you’d caved. And you can’t do that. He doesn’t deserve it. Not so easily. Not just because he is his handsome self.

“I hope chinese with your future husband was good,” he answered, bitterly and joined the others, closing the doors behind him. You sarcastically laughed at that. Was it jealousy? You hoped so.

A few minutes later, Liv came in with Garland. He gently greeted you and asked where were the others. You told them without thinking further. And in a minute, Barba was in Liv’s office with her and Garland. Your coworkers went back to their desks but no one talked. “Fill me in?” You asked.

“In so many words, Barba needs our help,” Amanda told you.

“He’s defending the man that Carisi is prosecuting. That’s not fair to Sonny,” you told, anger started to show up.

“Carisi can handle it,” Fin said.

“Damn right he can. But you’re making it harder for him! Our ADA is Carisi now, not Barba! He left me—us,”

You knew it was too late. Your anger toward Rafael just surfaced and the entire team now knows something had happened. Mostly angry at yourself from letting your emotions get the best of you, you grabbed your jacket and left the squadroom.

You drove to Sonny’s office and stormed in it without knocking. He immediately saw your red eyes, and furry in them. “Barba asked the squad for help! And I think they are in!” You were pacing in the small place, making Sonny’s head spin. “They are going behind your back for him! They are helping him, knowing it will make it harder for you! He just—snapped his fingers,” you did snap your fingers, “and they are all in! I can’t believe it,” you were breathing hard, fighting your tears and your anger. Sonny stood, grabbed your shoulders and brought you to his chest. He held you tight as you cried in his chest. He could feel your body shaking. You stood there for a long moment until you calmed down. Sonny let you go and grabbed you a tissue. You dried your eyes and blown your nose. “I’m sorry, you must be tired of me. I’m a fucking mess,”

Sonny was leaning on his desk, arms crossed and legs spread. “Nah, you’re not, Y/N. You’re my best friend and you’re there for me as much,” he softly grabbed your hand and rubbed your knuckles, “Now tell what you’re really mad about,”

“Him. He comes back and tries to act as if—nothing happened. Like we were nothing. Ever,” you took a deep breath, “it just hurts me all over again,”

“Now that he’s here, maybe you should ask for the explanations you’ve been waiting for? You need closure, honey. You deserve it. And yeah, it may not be what you want to hear but at least, you’ll know and you can finally move on,”

“With you when I turn 40?” You tried to joke.

“Or that guy from last year,” he grinned.

“Shut up, Carisi,” Sonny pulled on your arm to bring you to him. As he was leaning on the desk, you were the same height. You put your arms around his shoulders, and his hands were in your back. “What would I do without you?” You whispered in his ear.

“You’d be stuck in a relationship with a weirdo, and probably pregnant by now,” you laughed at his words.

“That would terrible. I’d be so frustrated,”

“Uh, I’d help you with that,”

“Dominick Carisi Jr, isn’t that a sin? May I remind you, you refused to seal our deal,”

“Because if it went bad, I didn’t want you to ask Fin to be your backup,”

“Wouldn’t have worked anyway, he found Phoebe,”

Really, what would you do without Sonny Carisi in your life?

*****

His words didn’t leave your brain. “You need closure, you deserve it”. And maybe he’s right. You do deserve closure, even if he tells you everything you don’t want to hear. So when the trial was over, and Barba invited everyone for a drink, you joined in. You sat between Sonny and Kat, Rafael was across from you. You could feel his gaze every now and then but you tried to avoid meeting his eyes.

“Cheers,” Rafael said, holding his scotch.

“To what? Jury deliberated for 6 hours to find Davis guilty on murder 2 and we’re back to the start,” Sonny answered.

“To irony, then,” Rafael offered instead.

Everyone got interested in Rafael’s past three years. He explained that he traveled for a while, catch up with foreign family in Cuba. He mentioned meeting a woman there but when you heard the word “girlfriend”, you stood up and went to order another glass.

“Y/N!” You heard from your left. You turned to see the man that stalked you the year prior. “Good to see you,” before you could react, Kyle was hugged you. “Been a while,” he smiled.

Not enough. You thought. “Indeed,” you gently returned the smile.

“May I offer you a drink?”

“Thanks, but I’m with my friends,” you pointed towards the squad. Sonny saw the man from behind and he saw in your eyes you were in trouble. But instead of helping you, he was just—laughing. Bastard.

“Maybe later then? Or another day?”

“Kyle. Last year, I threated you to put you in jail for harassment. That threat still stands if you start again,” you looked at him, seriously.

“Actually, I want to apologize about that. I was in a very bad place and I don’t know why I acted the way I did. Can we put that in the past and start all over again?”

Listening to his excuses, you didn’t see Rafael circling around. It’s only when you smell his intoxicating smell, that you knew he was behind you. You sighed and tried to stay focus on Kyle. “Okay look, if you’re still here when my friends leave, maybe—“ you were stopped by Rafael’s arm, as he slided it around your chest.

“Leave her alone, man. You’re not up to her standards,”

“Y/N, who is that” Kyle asked.

You were so confused about what was happening - and a little tipsy - you didn’t react. “The man that has way more chance to take her home than you’ll never have,”

“Well, man, you’re too late. I already took her home,”

You felt Rafael’s fist clenching. “Kyle—I’ll see around okay?”

“I’m not sure I want to leave you with that guy, Y/N,” he answered.

“But you are,” Rafael growled. “Now and forever,”

Rafael made you spin around so you were facing him instead of that Kyle. He instantly grabbed your face in his hands and kissed you right under Kyle’s nose. He was acting like an asshole but there’s no way you could pull him away. You melted into his kiss, granting access to his tongue. You grabbed onto his shirt, pulling him as close as you could. You felt his hands traveling your back, until you were grabbing your ass. For a moment, you forgot you two were in the middle of Forlini’s. You moaned in his month and he felt his cock twitching.

You pulled away only when Amanda made herself heard as she was leaving. “Get a room, people.”

Rafael smiled. “I agree with her. Come home with me?”

“Where’s home for you?” You asked. A kiss can’t make everything go away.

“Home is you, Y/N. You’re my home,” he looked so damn sincere and it would be so easy to just let it go and hang on to those words. But you still need explanations. Apologizes, perhaps?

Again, you fought against your tears. “That’s so easy, Rafael,”

“Come with me and we can talk. Just that if you want,”

*****

During the ride, you told Rafael you preferred to go to your place; Mania was waiting. If Barba should have a pet, he thought he would adopt a dog. But since you have a cat, he can get use to it. Only if you cut its claws.

As always, Mania was waiting behind the door when you got in. He didn’t move at first, just studying Rafael. “He’s already judging me,” Rafael said.

“He only met two humans. Me and Sonny. Before that, he was beaten, famished and threw with the trash. He doesn’t trust humans,”

“That’s something we can bound on,” Rafael kept his distance with your furry child. And Mania did the same. You pet him a moment, gave him his food and joined Rafael on the couch, with a bottle of Sauternes. It was silent at first. None knew where to start.

“Is—is there something between you and Carisi?” He asked.

“Straight to the point,” you smiled in your glass. You liked the hint of jealousy in it. “For now, no. But in 4 years, maybe,”

“I’m gonna need further explanations,”

“I’m the one that needs explanations, don’t you think?” You challenged him. “Actually, I deserve them,” you’ll have to think Sonny later for that strength.

“Indeed, you do,” Rafael agreed. “It was easier that way,”

“Easier for who? For you? Cause it wasn’t easy for me, at all,”

“I was selfish and I’m sorry,” he softly grabbed your hand. “I knew that—if I came to see you, to tell you I was leaving, I would have back down. I couldn’t bring myself to tell you goodbye. All I ever wanted to see in your eyes, when you look at me, was love. And I was afraid to see—disappointment in them. Pity, hate, even. Cause there was hate whenever I looked in the mirror,” you heard tears in his voice. You knew he was just being honest with you.

“You ruined our relationship—or whatever we had— on assumptions, Rafael. I didn’t hate you before you left. I wasn’t disappointed. Only things you’d have seen were empathy and love,”

“I couldn’t take the risk, Y/N,”

“Let’s pretend I get that. Why didn’t you call, then? Text? Left a letter or a note? Hell, even an email would have made it easier,” you stood up, pacing around. Rafael has been around you enough to know that’s what you do when you’re angry and trying to calm yourself.

“I could have. I should have—I’m so sorry,” he was looking at you with pleading eyes but you were still pacing around your living room. “I never forgot about you, Y/N. I still love you,”

“Uh-huh,” you shook your head, “You can’t tell me you still love me when you never said you loved me in the first place!” You exclaimed.

“Fine,” he stood up and grabbed your shoulders to keep you still. “I love you, Y/N. Wanna know when I knew?” He paused, for what you assumed what a dramatic effect like he does in court, “When Yelina came in my office, telling my ‘crazy coworker’ slapped her. And you didn’t slap her because you were jealous. You did so because she hurt me and talked shit about me for going after Alex. When she left, I smiled so hard, I found the courage to ask you out,”

You felt your cheeks turning pink. “I didn’t know you knew,” you looked down but Rafael grabbed your chin and made you lift your head.

“From that moment, I knew you had my back. I didn’t have yours,” you saw a tear finally escaping his eye. “And if you found the strength to forgive me, I’ll always have your back. I won’t let you down. I promise,”

Seeing Rafael cried made you cry too. You swoop his tears with your thumb. “It won’t be easy, Rafael. It’s going to take time for me to—trust you again. To trust that you won’t leave again,”

“I won’t,” he grabbed your face and kissed. It was needy. Rafael wanted you to feel how much he loves you in that kiss. He wanted you to know you could trust him. Not only your tongue mixed but your tears did too. “I promise. I love you,” he rested his forehead against yours.

“I love you, too,” you kissed again, but it was more passionate. One of his arms were wrapped around your shoulders and his other hand was holding your cheek. Your left hand rested on his firm ass and your right one was in his hair.

He smiled against your mouth when he felt your hand grabbing his ass cheek. “That’s my move,”

“What can I say? I missed your ass,”

He chuckled and made you jump in his arms. Your legs wrapped around his waist and his hands were resting on your ass. “Not as much as I missed yours,” Rafael kissed you again and walked to the bedroom, closing it to Mania’s face.

[lampoest]

Unfiltered thoughts watching mission impossible rouge nation inspired by @chaotically-cas

(sorry its so long my brain is all over the place)

this is also part 14 of me watching it every day :/

CURSING WARNING !! ALSO SPOILERS !!!

why is brandt first to speak

starting out with "shit" good call benji

brandt man we get the package is on the mcfucking plane

badass luther 10/10

nervous benji 10/10

that one sound effects sounds like the discord notif

why he in a fancy suit

*jumps on a plane with almost no plan on getting inside*

why did tom cruise think this was agood idea?

but like why would benji even open the ramp?

how is he not winded from that?

classic ethan

THE INTRO 1000/10

SOLOMON LANE !!

wait you can already see lane in the record shop.

how do they tell the agents these little convos?

also damn way to give it away

what if someone just looked in that room and saw the secret message?

also how did the disc get changed? because the imf definitely didnt make that

and how did lane know where he was going?

speaking of lane---

dang that man is pretty

he always sets guns down carefully

i can only see alec baldwin as trump from his snl skits so i dont take hunley seriously ;-;

damn brandt needs to step it up. man keeps letting himself be inturrupted

bruh the imf is only luck

why did no one resrict his legs?

also why is janik such an asshole?

dang she cool !!

why does it take janik so long to get that gun?

bravo-echo 1-1

this man is bleeding but decided instead of taking care of his wound he calls brandt.

i like how you actually see ethan worried and confused trying to plan his next moves. he is rarely caught off guard so it's refreshing to see his more human side

hunley spitting accusations damn bro

also a big fuck you from ethan to hunley

dang ethan is good

brandts little hidden smile

and ethan leaving trails

bitch how you sketch that good???

STAN BENJI !!

youve won, your way out of a job

benji is good

my little brandt x benji shipper in me is happy

simon pegg is such a good actor

the first time i saw this i was like: aww noooo

all dunn with that

TO THE OPERA !!!

TUX BENJI TUX BENJI

i cant tell if that was ethan

it just looks like youre talking to yourself thats more sus than using a phone

want drama? go to the opera

ok but like if you look like that im sorry you are a bad guy. thats like a stereotypical bad guy face

benji-

you can see ethan in the background of that scene

flute gun flute gun

oh no benji is in the closet. dont worry man we love you

if i were there and i just had a good vantage point i could find lane in an instant

ooh ilsa pretty

pipe gun

also pamphlet computer

those key things are cool and plausible

spiderman spiderman does whatever, ethan hunt can?

a W O M A N

what W O M A N?

reminds me of a marshmallow gun i made out if pvc pipes.

why does she not put that thing back?

also the dude loads it and then later it is unloaded

dang that guy is pretty tall.

ethan is so tiny

dis bitch is like uhh gimmie a sec to catch my breath mate

why he only dropkick people?

only 30 mins in ?!?!

the cinematography is exquisite

yes benji goin sicko mode

*gets shot* just a flesh wound

bruh i would've been so startled at that

i love how confused he is at that

ilsa saves ethan once again

they did this on the first day of filming

skdjs

ah yes random package in car = not bomb totally

if she tried to shoot benji then yes she is a bad person

but she didnt try to, she could've easily but didn't

benji being paranoid

she could just say the dude's name

benji being scared

hunley jumping to conclusions

brandt actually cares yeey

why di they approach from different sides of the street they were in the same car.

benji was far away from the sparks why he flinch?

friendship goals

oop plot dump that only mission impossible can get away with

ok...

why this mf's voice so smooth

lane is struggling with chopsticks

also lane :))))

ive chocked on my water so many times watching this scene

lanes voice :))))))

SHE RUINED HIS SUSHI WHAT THE FUCK ILSA

this man dont know what personal space is

gotta look up these peeps mbti types

casablanca references

also benji is wearing dollar store lookin glasses while ethan is wearing some fancy glasses

luther is top notch

as much as i dont like jeremy renner he delivers these lines really well

because atlee is a bitch

oh honey please, impossible is a walk in the park

benji just wants to wear a mask

id be so nervous walking through those

yes...

personal wellbeing who?

why not bring a plastic bottle full of air?

tom cruise can hold his breath for 6 minutes and he learned to do so for that scene

luther big brain

damn cctv

why did they need to break in while benji was going in?

das sus but ok

also isnt et voila french?

she just randomly tapping the ipad

benji being stressed

if he missed the exact center

i want one of those to open my locker's lock

if he just went with the current and didnt try to force his way against the water ilsa wouldn't have had to save him

imagine if he put the wrong one in-

she is breathing heavily to over saturate her body with oxygen so she can hold her breath longer

see ilsa makes it out without well and she went with the current

BENJI'S OUTFIT YESSS :))))))

no you didn't

you gave her a false sense of security

ethan's confused face for the next like 10 mins is great

liar

why does that one man look like sean ambrose?

parkour

skdjdksjdjdkfjs

the facial acting in this

STAIRS STAIRS STAIRS

the glare yesss

vrrrm vrrm

hey its you !

drivin like a grandma

shit !

benji just screaming

im convinced that ethan is indestructible

no you didn't survive that

bonk

dskfh

ethan didnt just-

also why didnt benji just tell ethan he made a copy ???

dont shoot and drive kids

high speed motorcycle chase with no helmet or leather. tom cruise, how?

i wanna learn how to drive a motorcycle

HOW THE FUCK IS HE NOT DEAD YET ?!?!

the lighting

ofc brandt would be the person why sits backwards on a chair. fkn bi vibes

benji to the rescue

fuck off atlee

i am so proud of us ...

the lines are done so well here

benji lookin like how i look when my parents argue

YES THIS SCENE

LANE LANE LANE LANE LANE

im too fucking gay for this movie-

once again no personal space

*inhales* :))))))))))))))

ive like memorized the entire script of this including the music

1 man performance of m:i5 ???

benji's outfit

also i love how youre able to see the characters in the background. props for the attention to detail

i need that haircut because his hair is lookin A+

fuck you atlee

ilsa spitting straight facts

uhh ilsa he still loves julia

NO BENJI NOOOO

EW FUCK OFF JANIK NO ONE LIKES YOU

speak of the devil-

betrayal--

WOULDNT YOU LIKE TO KNOW WEATHER BOY !??

actin sus

BENJI LANE BENJI LANE

his posture shdhskhsj (i cant be talking though)

0 personal space whatsoever

why does everyone have the same haircut in this???

simon mcburney pretending to be hunt prentending to be atlee

manipulation !?

the syndicate you say ? i know a thing or two about them 😼😼😼

damn though renner delivers these lines really well

a black tie? how informal. ..

complimenting hunt right infront of him

but he really didnt

i never realized that they were on the clock for this

huh...

the lil head nod though-

HAHA YEAH FUCK YOU ATLEE

is it bad that i hate atlee more than i hate lane?

ethan big smart wrinkle brain

janik just reading a fucking magazine

ethan has a photographic memory

oh look its benji :)))

lane :))))

ethan being tough

it must be aquward to get the low angle shots

lane is running out the clock to put pressure on ethan hmmm big brain

it isnt working though :\

damn he so cocky that hes telling the villain his plan

ill give you 1/5 of the money you wanted to get my bf back

ok but like does tom cruise just not age?

kill the woman

ugh i hate janik

the trust that is shown between those two is great

yes the score and the chase are so great

also this man really hates windows for some reason

fuck off janik

sneaky sneaky

EYY ITS LANE !!!

yeyy janik is dead

once again dodging bullets and hating glass

couldve killed him but needed him alive

the glass box

badass ethan

all the pretty men assembled

lane really let himself go aster this

dang though lane is my favorite villain ever

i like how for once the girl and the guy just are friends instead of romantically involved

eyy the callbacks to how the movie started.

welcome to the imf

[whimsimmortal]

Plot Bunny

Wow, I’m alive! And posting fanfiction on tumblr, as if I have any idea what I’m doing!! Please check it out on AO3, where I am actually capable of navigating the website: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27441853

Plink. Another small, innocuous sound scarcely registered past Danny’s homework-induced stupor. It could have been a stray raindrop or a kamikaze bug. He had more important things demanding his attention; namely, the book report due tomorrow. This was at least the fifth time he’d rewritten the same paragraph. Words had lost all meaning to him by this point, but he was so close to finishing.

Tip-tap. Clonk, the noise emitting from the bedroom window insisted. He glared suspiciously towards the disturbance, envisioning ethereal arrows or blob ghosts intent on breaking in. He hadn’t sensed anything ghostly nearby, but given his luck, the paranoia was usually warranted. Emitting a groan from the depths of his soul, he rose from his desk to inspect the noise. He spared a second to stretch and shake the pins and needles out of his fingers, trying to wake up. Just in case it was something serious, y'know. Tink. “Alright, jeez, I’m coming,” he muttered, pulling back his curtain.

There weren’t any ghosts, of course. That was somewhat of a relief, even if going down swinging  was preferable to succumbing to a failing high school education. The early sunset gleamed amber off the windows across the street, and the sky was clear, except for— chink— the pebbles bouncing off his window. A lone kid was standing on the sidewalk below, no older than eight or nine. He looked vaguely familiar. He was pulling his arm back to throw more stones and bawling his eyes out.

Danny yanked open the window, sliding up the screen to fully stick his head out. His core vibrated, unsettled. There wasn’t any obvious danger, and the kid didn’t look hurt. Where were his parents? Why was he here? “Hey! What’s wrong, buddy? Are you okay?”

“You, you, you,” the kid tried to start, but great hiccupping sobs interrupted him. He scrubbed his face with his fists, obviously trying to regain his composure. “You’ve gotta send the ghost hero out!”

Danny jerked back, unintentionally smacking the back of his skull on the underside of the window. Well, now he was awake. What? “Uh, a ghost? Here? No, there isn’t—I can’t—what are you talking about?”

The boy was right up against the side of the house now, sniffling loudly and staring straight up at Danny with wide, sad eyes. “Please?” He whined, winding his hands up in the fabric of his sweater nervously.

Well, now he was stuck. Some random kid was going to out his whole identity, but the urge to help was almost overwhelming. “I can’t—there can’t be any ghosts here, but give me a second and I can just come down?” He offered. “Do you want me to find your parents?”

“Noooo!” The kid wailed and stomped his foot, banging on the wall with his tiny fists. “Don’t lie to me! I’ve seen the superman ghost go in there! Let him out! I need him!!”

Oh, crap, someone was going to hear. This kid’s parents were going to freak out, or his own parents were going to notice, and what if they took that kind of claim seriously? Shoot. Literally. He chuckled nervously. “Hey, hey, shhh, okay! You win! I’ll, uh, summon him, or something! But you have to be quiet, or you’ll, y’know, scare him off.” The child nodded solemnly, wiping his nose on the back of his sleeve and stifling his sobs.

Danny ducked back behind the curtain, gracelessly crumpling to sit with his back against the wall. He ran his hands through his hair. He’d been seen? When? He’d tried so hard to be careful, and use invisibility whenever he was close to the house. Maybe he’d gotten lazy. Maybe, sometimes, he let the promise of sleep take priority over precautions. Stupid.  He smacked the palm of his hand into his forehead, frustrated. How long had this kid known? Who else had he told? He couldn’t just scare him into silence, he was too little. That was just messed up, he’d give him nightmares or something.

He wasn’t going to figure anything out by sitting here moping. He triggered the transformation, the familiar prickling electric feeling swiftly replaced by the soothing cold. He turned to peek over the edge of the window, checking for anyone else around. It was still just the same kid, kicking at a pebble on the concrete while he waited.

He floated down slowly, not wanting to startle his impromptu visitor, who turned and saw him as he touched down. The little guy gasped, forgotten tears slipping away from unblinking eyes.

“Hi there,” Danny prompted gently. “Were you looking for me?”

The kid kept ogling, mesmerized, and a few seconds passed by before he could shake himself out of it. “Wow, you’re the real superhero guy,” he whispered reverently.

Oh. That was pretty cute, actually. He couldn’t help but smile. “Yeah, that’s me. You can call me Phantom,” he offered.

“I’m Wyatt,” the kid mumbled, covering his damp cheeks with his hands shyly. He tipped his head down, still staring through his eyelashes.

A neighbor’s front door opened down the street, and Danny swiftly disappeared. Wyatt startled, blindly swinging his hands back and forth through the seemingly-empty space. “Wait! Come back!” He recoiled with a yelp when his blundering reach made contact with the specter.

“It's okay, I’m right here,” he reassured the kid. “But we can’t let people know I’m here, okay? They’ll—um. I’ll get in trouble.”

Wyatt squinted, reaching forward again. Danny offered his hand, and the little fingers gripped his glove tightly. He looked like he was offering the empty air a fist bump. “Right,” the kid agreed earnestly.

“Seriously,” Danny pressed. “You can’t tell anyone that I li-” he bit his tongue. Don’t say ‘live’. That’s so dumb. “Uh. Hang out here sometimes. Not even your friends, okay? Promise?”

Wyatt’s little dark eyebrows drew together, and despite his trembling chin and small stature, he looked profoundly serious. He shook the hand. “I promise.”

Well, that would have to do for now. “Thanks. Uh, what did you need me for?”

The kid’s eyes immediately started to well up again, but he squeezed Danny’s fingers and pressed his lips to put on a brave face. “C’mon, Phantom, you’ve gotta-” he sniffed. “You gotta save Fuzzy,” he warbled, turning and pulling. The ghost floated behind like a balloon on a string as the pair stepped down from the curb, heading across the street.

Oh, man, if this was about a dead pet, he wasn’t sure what he was going to do. That was closer to Jazz’s expertise. He swallowed his mounting dread. “Who’s Fuzzy?”

Wyatt’s face scrunched up. “He’s my bunny,” he explained, looking away. “I was just tryin’ to show ‘im to Audrey, and—and then,” he sobbed. “He went under the house! And he’s gonna get lost and stuck, and I’m-, never-, gonna see him ever again!” He let go, burying his face in his hands and howling.

Danny rested a hand lightly on Wyatt’s little shoulder, throat tight. He’d never had a pet like that, but he could understand the fear of losing loved ones a little too well, and empathy always felt more forceful when he was in ghost form. Probably something related to ectoplasm being shaped by residual emotional energy, blah blah ecto-science theory. “Don’t worry, we’ll find him.”

The unusual duo walked two more houses down the block and cut through a side yard to a modest backyard, strewn with outdoor toys and an overturned wire fence—likey an outdoor pen for Fuzzy. An even younger girl sat on the paved patio, chewing on the end of her braid. She leaped up as they drew close. “Wyatt! I told my dad about Fuzzbutt, and he’ll call the—um, animal people. But they’re not here yet. Did you find him?”

Wyatt glanced a little to Danny’s left with a guilty expression. Well, crap, so much for his secret. He bit his lip, trying to keep his cool. First things first. A cursory scan of the area didn’t show anyone else in the immediate vicinity, so he faded back into visibility. The little girl—‘Audrey’, he guessed—gave a muffled shriek. “Ghost man!”

“Hush,” Wyatt scolded, voice quavering. “He’s a secret.”

“Oh,” Audrey whispered back. “Hello, mister normal guy man. I think you’re cool.” She beamed up at him.

“Hello, small ordinary human,” Danny quipped, and Audrey giggled delightedly. Wyatt dropped to his hands and knees, crawling up to the house, where a gap between the foundation and dirt was evident. The other two peeked over his shoulder, but there wasn’t any bunny visible past the darkness.

“Fuzzy,” Wyatt choked out. “Hang in there, we’re gonna rescue you!”

Danny turned intangible, letting his molecules seep down through the dirt past the level of his nose. He drifted close to the base of the house, juicing up the glow from his eyes. “Just wait here, okay?” Two grim, round little faces nodded back, and with that minor assurance, he delved beneath the house.

The weight of the floor above loomed. It was claustrophobic, like being buried… well, half-alive. The musty, dank mildew smell was gross, even though he wasn’t breathing. He could taste it. “Here, bunny, bunny,” he muttered. Please don’t be hurt.

A tiny pair of eyes reflected green through the gloom. The little ball of fluff was backed into a corner, and it snorted like a tiny angry bull, stomping its feet. Danny hadn’t even known rabbits could make that sound. It probably didn’t like his creeping, unnatural aura, like most rational animals. “Shhh,” he cooed, reaching for the tiny, grubby ball of fluff and dimming his glow. “I’m not gonna hurt ya.”

Fuzzbutt wasn’t convinced. In a courageous move, it darted through Danny’s forehead, wedging itself under a crooked board and squealing. Danny reached easily through the plank and wrapped his hands around the unhappy creature, sharing his intangibility. It writhed and fussed, trying to bite through his gloves. “Stop that!” He clutched it close to his chest; if he dropped it here, the stubborn thing really would be stuck. He swooped back out into the backyard, startling the anxiously waiting kids.

Audrey shrieked and tipped over. Wyatt recovered first, leaping to his Velcro-sneakered feet expectantly. “Is he okay?”

Danny recovered a more solid form, holding up the wiggling rabbit. Wyatt gasped, fresh tears glittering on his eyelashes. He reached out for the beloved pet, unable to contain his joy at the reunion. “Fuzzy! You’re okay! I love you, Fuzzy!”

“Let’s go inside first, so he doesn’t get away again?” Danny suggested. The last thing anyone needed was an instant replay. Audrey darted to open the back door, and Wyatt led the way inside. He sat on the wooden floor with open arms, and as soon as the door was firmly shut again, Danny deposited the squirming animal into his lap. Fuzzy looked marginally more content to receive numerous sloppy kisses from his adoring owner. He was actually a pretty cute little guy, black and white like a panda.

Even footsteps padded around the corner. “Wyatt, baby? Did you find-” the woman’s question cut off abruptly as she noticed the glowing stranger in her living room.

Crud. At this rate, the whole block was going to find him out before the week was up. He edged back a little, rubbing the back of his neck. “Sorry, I was just, um,” darn it, wrong persona. He cleared his throat and squared his shoulders. “Doing my heroic duty, ma’am,” he finished in a falsely deep voice.

Audrey giggled (he didn’t sound that bad!), and the woman smiled nervously. Wyatt hopped to his feet, still cradling his bunny. “Mama! Look, he saved Fuzzy! I’m gonna rename him Fuzzy Phantom,” he declared.

Mama Wyatt dutifully stroked the bunny’s dusty ears. “Fuzzy Phantom needs a bath,” she commented, before looking back up to meet Danny’s eyes. She held out her clean hand, and it took him a second to recognize the offered handshake. He started to reach back, thought twice about his messy glove, and hastily peeled it off to shake her hand. Her fingers were delicate, but they didn’t falter at the chill. “You look taller on the TV,” she joked lightly. “It’s nice to meet you. Phantom, right?”

He nodded. “Uh, it was nice to meet you, too, Ms.-?”

“Sylvie Rosales,” she supplemented. Audrey snuck around her to flounce deeper into the house, taking the adult’s distraction as an invitation, and Wyatt started to follow her, but hesitated. He snuck a hand out around Fuzzy to tug on Danny’s arm, so he leaned down accommodatingly.

Wyatt stood on his tiptoes to whisper in his ear. “Can I come see you sometimes?”

Oh, heck, no. That would be truly asking for disaster. “No,” he quickly replied, but before Wyatt’s pout could evolve into a true objection, he added, “but if you really don’t tell anyone how to find me, I could drop by sometimes.” He looked towards Ms. Rosales. “If that’s okay?”

Wyatt looked over to his mom pleadingly, stars in his eyes. What have I gotten myself into, Danny wondered, but he couldn’t help feeling charmed. Ms. Rosales looked like she was thinking along the same lines, with her thin-lipped smile and folded arms. “As long as you don’t cause any trouble,” she hedged.

“Thank you!!” Wyatt hugged Danny spontaneously, smushing his face into his shoulder. Fuzzy grunted his objection.

Danny ruffled the kid’s mop of hair. “I should get going. Take care of Fuzzy,” he grinned, pulling away. “And stay safe,” he added in his false baritone with a mock salute.

“You, too,” he heard Ms. Rosales call after him as he phased through the wall. He looped above the street once cheerfully before disappearing to sneak back home. He’d left his window open; rose-tinted light and a handful of moths had spilled onto his bedroom floor. This time, he didn’t reappear or turn back until he’d stealthily drawn the window and curtains closed.

He still had an hour or so to plug into his homework. He hummed as he started back in on the paragraph he’d been stuck on. It didn’t seem as daunting now, even with the lost time and near reveal. He’d have to keep an eye on his nosy little neighbor, but in the end, maybe it was the moments like today that made the whole gig worth it.

[shikai-the-storyteller]

Homestretch....the final Cyberverse episodes... :’(

Season 3: Episodes 21 - 26

Episode 21

Ok so before we start, I gotta fess up and say I got spoiled for something because Twitter Sucks, so I know Tarn is in this series. Here are my predictions about that: 

Megatron said he rescued Astrotrain from a tyrant. I thought he meant an Alt!Universe version of him, but now that I know This Bastard is gonna be in it, I’m guessing it’s Tarn

If Megatron DID save Astrotrain from Tarn, it’d be hilarious if Tarn & co. weren’t actually planning to kill Astrotrain, they were just using him as transport, in which case Megatron essentially car-jacked (train-jacked?) them.

As much as I rag on Tarn and the DJD I actually do genuinely love the idea of an Autobot + Decepticon teamup against the DJD THAT WOULD BE SO FRICKIN COOL....

Anyways, on to the episode!

Pics taken 10 seconds before disaster, rip Cosmos.

MEDIA BOT and Cosmos! :D GOSH COSMOS REALLY IS CONFIRMED FOR BABY THAT”S ADORABLE.....I’m so glad he’s finally back in a cartoon

OH WHOOPS I FORGOT WINDBLADE WAS FRICKIN DEAD (ish)

LUNA 3???

The “FORBIDDEN” moon? 

Chromia: You can go there anyways! Bee: Huh?  Chromia: When have the rules ever stopped you before? Bee: Fair point

BRO WHY DO YOU HAVE A TOY OF SQUIDSCREAM

aw I love all those photos of him and cosmos, that’s cute

Oh no did he quit the business because he lost Cosmos???

METEOR-FIRE what a cool name

I like this dude a lot

I love that he’s obviously depressed about losing his partner but immediately gets convinced to go break into Luna 3 lmao

HE’S GOT CUTE CAMERAS WITH HIM I love that

LMAO I was gonna say “Wow you just flip the switches alright” THEN HE JUST RIPS THE CORDS OUT I love this guy

Hmm suspicious

Aw I love the space-shots of Cybertron, what a gorgeous planet....

Oh hello cannon-fodder #418

SHOCKWAVE SHOCKWAVE SHOCKWAVE!!!!!

IT”S THE GRUDGE LMAO

It’s probably a sim that shows you the scariest thing you can think of

BLURR!!! AW THAT’S SO SAD

Ok I take it back, it’s probably like MTMTE’s “Cyberutopia” thing where it reads your memory files

Watch the cameras Bee!!!

“Bee, I don’t mean to alarm you, but the alien presence has taken over my circuits” *HEAD DOES A 180* GOSH I LOVE THIS FRICKIN SHOW

The facial expressions in this show are SO FUN Bee’s so expressive I love that

I like that Meteor-Fire is so chill about this, this ain’t his first rodeo

He just snaps his neck back into place that’s so freaky and they play it off so well lol

PRETTY SPACE BALL???? PRETTY SPACE BALL!!! HEY HASBRO CAN YOU MAKE A TOY OF THIS I WANT IT!!!!!!

Gosh I’d legit buy a gem like this if it had constellations engraved on it THAT’S SO PRETTY I LOVE IT

It’s a good thing that Bee’s got Meteor-Fire with him, this is his field!!!

Oh lmao JUST KIDDING I GUESS

Well so much for the alien, rest in pieces

I think Saling already said this in their liveblog but I love that Bee’s collecting Windblade’s parts a-la-Megaman X2 style

COSMOS!!!!!! Yay I’m so glad they got him back!!!

Meteor-Fire: Look everybody, Cosmos is back!!! :D ME TOO BUD I’m so excited to see my space-baby

RODDY AND ARCEE!!!! I love that Percy took over for Maccadam, but that’s also so sad!!! ALSO WHY HAS HE NOT FIXED HIS EYES, RATCHET PLEASE HELP THIS POOR GUY

Episode 22  

OHH PRETTY PLANET

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: The background designers on this show are great

Rodimus: That place has nothing but bad memories for me Every Drift fan simultaneously: Mood....

I really don’t think they’ll bring Drift back (unless he’s like, a zombie, which would still suck) so that’s a bummer

Rodimus: *Talking about his trauma* Me, very distracted: Wow Bee looks really cute here

SERIOUSLY THOUGH THEY NEED RUNG IN THIS SERIES They need a therapist in every Transformers series, all these bots need therapy (though tbf they tried to give Starscream therapy and that sure didn’t help, pft)

GRIMLOCK MAYBE DON’T--oh ok too late WELL THERE THEY GO

Repugnis?? I don’t remember who that is

A CITY?????? PRETTY

INSECTICON

lmao the frickin voice actor for that grey dude cracked me up

BEE MAYBE DON’T IMMEDIATELY TRUST THEM

Energon masters???? What

Interesting that they used “She” for Grimlock

Affluence?? 

Oh great these guys are the Cybertronian bourgeoisie 

Oh boy they’re just wasting energon huh

THE SHOCKS????

That’s a pretty bubble but JEEZ

OH NO WHY CAN”T HE TRANSFORM??

WAIT WHERE”S THE AUDIO oh wait no OP did mention there was an audio dropout

Is Grimlock gonna make friends with the bugs!!!

OH RIGHT the bug is Repugnis 

Aw the bugs are way nicer than the bourgeoisie, surprising absolutely no one

HELL YEAH, EAT THE RICH GRIMLOCK

“If we let you go, things will change! We like things the way they are” jeez

I wonder how the Shocks came about

It frickin figures

PRISON BREAK BEE!!!!

EAT HIM GRIMLOCK!!!

“Well this is quite astonishing” cute....

YEAH I WAS WONDERING IF THEY HAD THE SAME ALT MODE they looked like they had bug-bits, I didn’t realize that thing was keeping them from transforming though

Episode 23   

Oh right Megatron has a Matrix of Leadership I FORGOT ABOUT THAT

I ALSO FORGOT WHIRL WAS IN THIS SERIES, MY BABY.....

JETFIRE WATCH OUT YOU BIG NERD

“Rack ‘n Ruin and Ratchet” OH IS THIS GONNA BE A RATCHET EPISODE??? PLEASE?????? PLEASE SAY RATCHET EPISODE

Aw poor Rack n Ruin...

RATCHET BABY BOY!!! I forgot he was a New Yorker in this series lmao

“I LOVE Jetfire!”  “I know, me too!” CUTE....

I love that every continuity has Ratchet stuck with someone who annoys him in a ship

I love that Ratchet’s not even concerned

RATCHET’S DESIGN IN CYBERVERSE IS SO CUTE...

Wait UNSPACE???? Isn’t that where they sent a bunch of bad people????

Different Quantum Frequencies??? Dimensionally aligned??? MAN I LOVE THIS GOOFY SHOW

“It’s a blue-purple” CUTE....

UH OH HERE COMES ASTROTRAIN throwing dead-end??

I love that Astrotrain is so HUGE compared to everyone else, thank you Cyberverse for my life

“Every time..” LMAO GOSH THIS SHOW IS LITERALLY THE BEST someone please make a gif of that. I love that this implies that every time someone rides in Astrotrain they get ejected at 100 mph and skid 50 ft face-first, that’s such a delightful mental image. I think this 5 second scene is legitimately one of my favorite goofs / scenes in this show IT’S JUST THAT GOOD

You can tell I really enjoyed something when I make a meme of it

IT”S ILLEGAL TO BE THIS CUTE!!!!!!!!

OK IT’S LEGITIMATELY A LITTLE FRIGHTENING TO SEE HOW HUGE ASTROTRAIN IS WHEN IN ATTACK-MODE, HE SO EASILY PICKED THEM UP but that’s why it’s cool for him to be SO much bigger than they are, I LOVE BIG CYBERTRONIANS

LMAO I LOVE ASTROTRAIN he’s such a turd to DeadEnd

“Time to pay Ratchet a house-call. ‘Cuz he’s a doctor!” I almost snorted my drink up my nose, I LOVE THE DORKY HUMOR IN THIS SHOW

I swear this series was made with me in mind

TWO HEADS, NO BRAINCELLS

You wonder if Shadow Striker and Soundwave ever just rock-paper-scissor to see who has to deal with the latest Autobot bs that day

“And we don’t” OH SHOOT THEY’RE BEING LEFT OUT OF THE DECEPTICON’S PLANS TOO...This is more dire than I thought

Man I really do love Shadow Striker and Soundwave, they’re the only competent Decepticons

OH NO NOT RATCHET!!! NO!!!!!

Ohh so Astrotrain is still a triple changer in this series!! :O

WOW A SHOT TO THE HEAD REALLY DIDN”T DO ANYTHING HUH

REST IN PIECES DEADEND lmao he and Percy both have good survival stats it seems

NICE MOVES GRANDPA glad your hips still work lol

Oh good I’m glad they actually kept the purple thing

RIP Rack n Ruin

DEADEND YOU DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT THAT IS

YEAHHHHH SHADOW STRIKER AND SOUNDWAVE!!!!!

“You’ve been told this area is off-limits” Oh shoot so Megatron really doesn’t trust them with this huh??? Must be some serious stuff they saw while universe-hopping

“Make us” SOUNDWAVE I WOULD DIE FOR YOU MY SASSY BOY

Love that he’s pissing off this dude who’s literally 4 times his height, love my son

Shadow Striker & Soundwave are Goth / Jock solidarity

Ratchet: Yeah yeah yeah I know Cuteeee

Wow they’re really not gonna help Shadow Striker and Soundwave????

THEY’RE LITERALLY JUST DOLL-SIZE IN HIS HANDS which is probably a not great reminder for Soundwave after that Dr. Tentacle Dude incident

Astrotrain: *bops their faces together* heehee Soundwave: BI Shadow Striker: >8(

JEEZ, BYE ASTROTRAIN

THE STYLE IS SO JARRING I LOVE IT!!! I LOVE UNSPACE AND HOW IT LOOKS (especially when contrasted with the regular drawing-style of the show. Really great artistic choice!)

Oh shoot so Astrotrain can just leave whenever huh

Aw what cute high fives, man this show has such good vibes

Episode 24  

NOOOO ONLY THREE EPISODES LEFT.....

:(((((

WINDLBADE!!!! I hope she’ll be ok

DID it work?? Wait you guys still have two frickin shards left, YOU”RE SO BAD AT THIS

A SHARK????? WTF

HE JUST PICKED HER UP AND DIPPED WTF WHO IS THAT

It’s not Skybyte obviously but he’s a shark too so WHO IS THAT

OHH IS THAT THE HALL OF RECORDS???? 

Wait wtf the Decepticons are attacking?? Oh wait RACK N RUIN DID YOU REALLY TELL THEM THAT

OH NO HE FROZE

WHOA  WHAT”S HAPPENING

WHAT OPTIMUS NO

WHAT”S HAPPENING!!!!! WTF

I WAS GONNA MAKE A BSOD JOKE BUT I TAKE IT ALL BACK OPTIMUS PLEASE BE OK YOU CAN’T DIE IN THIS SERIES

Is this referencing the other time when he glitched oh no....I knew that’d come back to bite us

In other news, I love that we’re learning more about the life and (cyber)biology of Cybertron, I’m so glad we got to have pretty much almost the entire series set on Cybertron

I MEAN JUST LOOK AT THAT!!! THAT’S SO COOL!!! This is the stuff I want to see in Transformers shows!!!

Hasbro could literally make a nature documentary set on Cybertron and I’d be ecstatic. Gimme more details about their world and architecture and city stuff

“Fellow Primes, why have I been summoned?” Oh shoot so the other past primes can just jack OP’s consciousness whenever??? That frickin sucks. I do love the Atlantis vibes I’m ge HOLY FRICK IS THAT MAC

AHHHHHHHH MACCADAM!!!!!!!!!!! GRANDPA!!!!!!! PLEASE GIVE OPTIMUS DAD ADVICE!!!!!! IM SO GLAD WE GET TO SEE HIM AGAIN

Chromia: Bee are you crazy?? Bee: YES! *jumps off the ship*

I love that this weird storm cloud area is basically like an ocean, that’s so cool

OH NO BEE!!!!!!!

Jeez that startled me, the shark sounds just like Bee

“Well you’re doing a scrap job” lmao Chromia please

Oh it’s the Argon Sea, it IS an ocean pft

“An ancient evil” hooo boy

BEE he’s so cute. Wait don’t just jump down a random hole AT LEAST WAIT FOR CHROMIA

CREEPY TENTACLE STUFF AGAIN, JEEZ CYBERVERSE

KICK HIS BUTT CHROMIA

Aw man, not you too Bee

MISTRESS OF FLAME!!!! I get so excited about every IDW reference haha, I love Caminus and I love that they’re letting that still exist

JEEZ THAT”S NOT CREEPY AT ALL

Is this a Titan???? IT IS A TITAN

It’s like a Cthulu titan huh

Chromia: That is THE creepiest thing I’ve ever heard THANK YOU CHROMIA, SAME THOUGHT

Chromia’s just like “This doesn’t even come close to my Top 10 list of BS I’ve had to deal with lately”

More weird smoke, oh great

JEEZ THAT’S A FREAKY TITAN

Me, crying softly: GAY RIGHTS....(and Bee). MAN THE FRIENSHIPS IN THIS SHOW ARE SO GREAT :’)

ALCHEMIST PRIME!!!!!!!!! I FRICKIN KNEW YOU WERE A PRIME

“But this is not about me” I WANNA KNOW MORE ABOUT YOU THOUGH

Wait why is a part of Windblade in Megatron’s Matrix

WHY WOULD THEY ALSO BE IN THE OTHER MATRIX oh they mean alt-universe them

It’s frickin HYSTERICAL that every time Optimus has some ~deep spiritual~ conversation with the past Primes he’s just standing there frozen while the Autobots wait for him to unfreeze like he’s some kind of ancient computer doing updates. Like, that’s legitimately one of the funniest pieces of information canon’s given us so far, thank you for my life Cyberverse writers.

I wonder if Arcee and the other bots ever take selfies with him while he’s frozen like that THERE’S SO MUCH POTENTIAL FOR COMEDY HERE

Optimus: *is frozen for a couple hours while talking to old Primes* Autobots: *put on PJs and unroll their sleeping bags so they can have a slumber party while waiting for him*

Heck now I’m just imagining them playing truth or dare or some similar game while waiting for Optimus to wake up. 

I’m sure at some point during their voyage on the Ark, Optimus froze and they all played the “who can do this silly / embarrassing thing in front of Optimus and get away with it before he wakes up” game. Like, Rodimus somersaults down the hall while spouting fire in front of Optimus, Bee does a handstand while singing the alphabet backwards, etc, and whoever’s in front of Optimus when he “wakes up” loses. (It’d be even funnier if Optimus kept pretending to be frozen while they played until someone did something REALLY embarrassing and he unfroze to freak them out. Then again, the Matrix going back into his chest would probably be too much of a giveaway huh)

OH NO I WAS SO CAUGHT UP IN THE EUPHORIA OF THIS IDEA I FORGOT THERE’S ONLY TOO EPISODES LEFT NOW....

Episode 25

I love Astrotrain’s design (both in bot-mode and his alt mode) because he just looks like a grumpy evil train and that makes me so happy.

Also RAIN!!! I love rain and this looks so pretty

LMAO ASTROTRAIN YOU’RE SUCH A TURD I had no opinion of him before this show but now I frickin love him

HE PULLED THE CHAIR OUT FROM UNDER HIM

“I HAVE HIS MATRIX” OH NO DID HE STEAL THIS FROM SHATTERED GLASS’ OPTIMUS OH FRICK

Megatron running like that while holding the Matrix in his hands reminds me so vividly of a younger sibling stealing their older sibling’s diary and fleeing at top-speed from said older sibling and that’s hilarious to me. Megatron is so petty

Dang, so that’s how his eye got messed up. Ngl it’s a good look

CYBER COWS!!!!

Wow that wall is so WEAK the Decepticons are so dumb lmao

Oh yeah they have a new furry on their team

Rodimus: Math isn’t my strong-suit.

Arcee: Especially me!  Arcee you are ADORABLE

OH SHOOT MEGATRON CAN TALK TO THE PAST PRIMES TOO...DANG

WINDBLADE!!! MAKE WINDBLADE A PRIME YOU COWARDS

Ok I know I said “Shattered-Glass Optimus” earlier but based on that spoiler some moron on Twitter posted, IT’S PROBABLY TARN...man I wish I hadn’t seen that spoiler but despite that IM STILL EXCITED

Makes you wonder how TARN got the Matrix though (not that I can’t guess 8( )

Oh my gosh I just realized we have the potential to see Windblade kick Tarn’s butt in this series. Cyberverse PLEASE, I’D LOVE TO SEE THAT

Ah so Astrotrain is the new scientist

Ur bugs are probably dead dude

LASERBEAK!!!!

RAVAGE??? Oh no that’s the furry dude MAN I GET SO EXCITED EVERY TIME, I KEEP FORGETTING

As much as I Die for loyal Soundwave, it’s really cool seeing him being his own character and acting on his own in this series and trusting his own judgement / surveillance! It’s so good. Soundwave you’re so smart (and I love that he loves Laserbeak :’) )

*SOBBING* CASE IN POINT...HE PET THE BABY..

OHOHO IT”S *THE* INSECTICONS

Oh shoot the Insecticons are deserting 

“No one can stop him. Not even you” dang son

“He doesn’t want us. He wants you” OH BOY

MY BABY WHIRL!!!! THAT’S MY BOY

SEEKERS!!! I forgot we still had a few who Starscream didn’t frickin kill

NICE JUMP-ATTACK OPTIMUS I love that he cuts the dude’s weapon in half meanwhile Grimlock just frickin eats the guy lmao. So much for Optimus’ mercy

FRICK FRICK FRICK IT IS TARN

OK TARN OBJECTIVELY SUCKS BUT AT THE SAME TIME I ACTUALLY DO LOVE HIM BECAUSE HOLY FRICK IS HE A DANGEROUS CHARACTER AND THERE’S SO MUCH TO PLAY WITH THERE, I CANT WAIT TO SEE HIM AND HOW THEY USE HIM FOR THE STORY AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dead End: Yeah, I see your point Lmao I love this guy

Everyone’s gonna frickin die in this series

OH NO WHIRL oh wait yeah he and Dead End know each other, Whirl’s fine

SOUNDWAVE CAN YOU AND SHADOW STRIKER CHILL FOR 2 SECONDS

I love Skybyte’s voice

WOW MEGATRON, YOU”RE ONLY PROTECTING HALF THE PLANET, JEEZ

OH SHOOT

OH SHOOT

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh so that’s why they had a wall, Megatron you turd

WHIRL NO!!!!!!! oh he’s fine thank goodness

Did Megatron get taller??? He looks taller than Optimus now

Just use Optimus’ matrix you big baby

“It’s time I called in that debt you owe me. Now it’s time for you to save me” I LEGITIMATELY SHRIEKED OUT LOUD, AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

THERE HE IS, THERE HE IS THERE HE IS!!!!!!!

SCREW PAST ME’S OPINION, TARN IS FRICKIN COOL AS HELL

OH SHOOT THERE’S A TON OF HIM WTF

WHERE’S THAT FRICKIN “THERE IT IS, THERE IT IS, THERE!!! IT!!! IS!!!” MEME BECAUSE THAT’S BEEN ME THIS ENTIRE EPISODE HOLY HECK

Episode 26

MORE PRIME NAMES!!! A) that’s very pretty B) LEGIT THOUGH IF WINDBLADE’S THE ONE WHO KICKS TARN’S BUTT I’LL GO APE

OH FRICK IF OPTIMUS IS THERE THEN TARN REALLY DID KILL HIM or it means he beefed it in that universe, as he usually does

“I wish I’d gotten to know you better” 8((((((

What happened to Alt!Universe Optimus!!!!!!! How did you die!!!

Windblade: Optimus, you’re speaking in riddles... Optimus: I always do, it comes with the job of Prime. Windblade: Oh right

“A perfect Decepticon race” HOO BOYZY.....

“All because I spared your life” MAN THAT HURTS

At least they aren’t attacking them right now?

HOW CAN THEY POSSIBLY RESOLVE THIS SERIES IN 10 MINUTES

ASTROTRAIN YOU COWARD not that I blame him, every bot for themself I guess

OH NO THE HURT PUPPY WHINE MAKES ME SO SAD

HELL YEAH SOUNDWAVE SAVE MY BABY BEE

I TAKE IT BACK TARN IS CANCELED, HE HIT SOUNDWAVE

*AND* HE GRABBED CHROMIA, YOU”RE CANCELED, ALL THESE CLONES ARE CANCELED

SOUNDWAVE IS THE ONLY VALID DECEPTICON

Optimus: Can’t keep-- Megatron: WE MUST! Me: *SOBS*

OPTIMUS AND MEGATRON BACK-TO-BACK FIGHTING AHHHHHHHHHH, IT”S THE LITTLE-THINGS

Definitely not the right time for this joke but: AU where instead of saying “Powers of Cybertron, unite!” they say “GAY RIGHTS” to activate their Matrix powers

Frick what if they kill MEGATRON in this series

HECK YEAH EVERYONE’S GETTING AN UPGRADE

Megatron: We must join our Matrixes together! Optimus: Now REALLY isn’t the best time for a marriage proposal Megatron: What Optimus: What

Thank you for telling Optimus to get down for once instead of just blasting him AND the Tarn-copies, Megatron

OH FRICK IT IS ALT-UNIVERSE MEGATRON NOT TARN WHO’S THE BIG BAD

I LEGIT STOPPED BREATHING DURING THIS ENTIRE SEQUENCE AHHHH

THIS IS INFINITELY BETTER (AND WORSE) THAN I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

THAT MEANS ALT!UNIVERSE MEGATRON DID KILL OPTIMUS...MEANWHILE OUR UNIVERSE’S MEGATRON SPARED OPTIMUS...MAN THAT HURTS ME SO BAD

MEGATRON NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OPTIMUS SAVE HIM SAVE HIM PLEASE SOMEHOW SAVE HIM!!!!!

OPTIMUS LITERALLY FRICKIN RAN ACROSS THE ROOM TO CATCH HIM, MY HEART CAN’T TAKE THIS DRAMA

NO!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!! YOU CAN”T DO THIS TO ME CYBERVERSE

“Prime...one shall stand...one shall....” THIS IS THE SADDEST FRICKIN THING THAT”S HAPPENED IM LEGIT GONNA CRY, NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“Hold on...my friend...” IM GONNA BAWL MY EYES OUT OPTIMUS

I legit had to take a moment to get up and do a lap around my room while processing what happened LIKE OK I KNOW THEY PROBABLY (???) WON’T PERMA-KILL MEGATRON BUT FRICK DUDE THAT WAS SO EMOTIONAL

MEGAOP RIGHTS....BUT AT WHAT COST

What’s fricking me up rn (granted, several things are fricking me up right now) is that this universe’s Megatron knew he could’ve achieved his goals if he’d just killed Optimus. He said so himself; he could’ve had it all but he failed “all because I spared your [Optimus’] life”. Whatever he saw in that other universe convinced him that killing Optimus just wasn’t worth it (or perhaps, deep deep DEEP down, he really doesn’t want to kill his old friend).

I’m rewatching that last minute and this feels like a frickin fanfiction. I’m Living but also Dying

I KNOW THIS IS A VERY TENSE SCENE BUT MEGATRON’S “I won’t pay for anything!” MADE ME LAUGH

SOUNDWAVE STANDING BETWEEN SHADOW-STRIKER AND MEGATRON!!!!!!!!! STANDING UP TO MEGATRON!!!! SOBS I LOVE SOUNDWAVE SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!! BUT ALSO PLEASE BE CAREFUL MY SWEET BOY!!!!! IF YOU GET HURT ILL NEVER BE OVER IT

Two reasons he could’ve done that: to keep Shadow Striker from getting super pissed off and lashing out at this enemy who’s way above their level, or because the “jacked up Frankenstein experiment” thing is a sore subject for her and Soundwave recognizes that (and frankly I’m leaning toward option B because SOBS....I LOVE THEIR FRIENDSHIP)

GOTH FRIENDS!!!

OH OK THANK GOODNESS, MEGATRON ISN’T DEAD DEAD YET

Dang so Megatron did kill Optimus

OH NO WE’RE GETTING A FLASHBACK

FRICK THAT”S SO GRUESOME, HE JUST RIPPED OPTIMUS’ CHEST OPEN

YOU ALREADY KNOW THE MOST PERFECT DECEPTICON, HIS NAME IS SOUNDWAVE!!! YOU JUST DON’T APPRECIATE HIM YOU BIG BULLY

Oh shoot so the Quints came to that world too

DANG HE JUST WRECKED THEIR SHIP HUH....

I’m loving this throwback to the IDW design

WOW Y’ALL JUST IMMEDIATELY WENT “SURE WE’RE ONBOARD” (I mean, good way to stay alive but C’MON GUYS....)

“I have no need for any of you” WHOOPS SO MUCH FOR THAT should’ve seen that coming

THIS SUCKS SO BAD

NONONONO!!!! MEGATRON!!!!

HECK NOW HE HAS THE MATRIX

wow you guys really just let Megatron fall to the floor COME ON OPTIMUS WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR SMOOTH MOVES

NICE ONE BEE!!!!!!

YEAH WERE ARE ARCEE AND HOT ROD

FRICK YEAH WHIRL, MESS HIM UP!!!!!!!!!

YEAH SHADOW STRIKER!!!!!!

RATCHET PUNCHING TARN HELL YEAH!!!!!!!!!!

FRICK HE CAN JUST MATERIALIZE LIKE THAT TOO

WELL THAT DIDN’T LAST LONG

BEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“And now you will pay the price...for being a hero” DANG THAT”S A COOL LINE BUT DON’T HURT MY BOY

FRICK HIM UP OPTIMUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WINDBLADE NOW WOULD BE A GOOD TIME TO SAVE EVERYONE

YEAHHHH WINDBLADE!!!!!!!

Yeah don’t turn your back on the body please

YO Astrotrain came back

ASTROTRAIN THAT SOUNDS SO CREEPY AND ALSO THAT’S SUCH A BAD IDEA, JUST KILL HIM

I know this is a kid’s show but PLEASE DO SOMETHING TO MAKE SURE HE WON’T POP BACK UP IN A FEW YEARS WITH ANOTHER ARMY

IM GLAD WINDBLADE IS BACK AND IM LOVING THE HUG BUT DID MEGATRON LEGIT FRICKIN DIE????

WHAT!!! WHAT THAT CAN’T BE IT!?!?!? HOW COULD YOU END IT LIKE THAT NO!!!!!!! THAT WAS SO ABRUPT nO!!!!!!!!!! 

The last few episodes were such an adrenaline rush I CAN”T BELIEVE WE CAME DOWN FROM THAT HIGH SO QUICKLY....IS MEGATRON ALIVE??? KICKSTARTER TO FUND ONE MORE EPISODE???? SPARE ANOTHER EPISODE FOR A POOR FAN???

MAN I wish we could’ve stayed in the universe of this show for a little longer but dang!!! That was really really good!!! I’m so grateful we got to have such a wonderful series like Cyberverse! :’) Thank you to everyone who worked on this incredible show!!!

Man now I gotta wait for WfC for new Transformers content....at least I can look through the tag w/out getting spoiled now

A few more thoughts now that I’ve re-read my liveblog:

If Megatron could hop into the Matrix of Leadership he possessed, I wonder if he ever had a chance to talk to that universe’s Optimus Prime... :( based on what he said, probably not, but that makes me so sad!!!! Did they ever get the chance to work things out!!! IS MEGATRON ALIVE OR NOT.....

[ferallymine]

Air Catcher

A/N:: I altered the lyrics a slight bit at the end because emotions ;-;

I posted yesterday that “Air Catcher” by twentyone pilots was such a MardeaxShoto song and now i’ve gone off the deep end and wrote a drabble 

Enjoy!!! <3

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I don't fall slow like I used to I fall straight down

 Shoto Todoroki’s life was a mess. His family life…no he couldn’t even call them his family, could he? His siblings were strangers to him. His mother was locked away in a hospital. His fa-...Endeavour abused him all his childhood.

You've stolen my air catcher That kept me safe and sound

 Shoto only had himself. And his Ice. This was his security. This was all he needed.

 My parachutes will guide me Safely to ground

 Shoto didn’t need friends. That’s not why he was here. He was here to be the Number One Hero without Endeavour’s fire. He had his Ice, his mother. When he sat down in his seat in classroom 1-A, he was silent and didn’t converse with anyone. Nothing could pierce the walls around his heart not even-

But now the cord's not working And I see you staring me down

 Those emerald eyes.

 I won't fall in Love with falling I will try to avoid Those eyes

 She gave a soft smile to Shoto. Nothing grand or exuberant- just a small smile of welcoming as she took the seat beside him.

“Mardea Lin,” She extended a hand.

“…Shoto Todoroki,” He accepted the handshake.

 I was doing fine on my own And there wasn't much I lacked

 It’d been 3 weeks since the first day of school. Aizawa decided that sparring was to be today’s main focus. Training partners were selected at random and the class dispersed.

“Don’t hold back,” Mardea readied herself.

Shoto cocked his head, “As you wish.”

She was ready for the ice. An easy dodge followed by an energy bolt sent Todoroki down on his ass.

“I said,” Mardea touched the lingering ice, transforming it into malleable energy, “Don’t hold back.”

He got up, confusion all over his face. How had she dodged so easily, so quickly-?

Her hair was yellow when she laid a hand on his left shoulder, “I’m not fighting Endeavour. I’m fighting Shoto Todoroki.” A surge of yellow from her body to his, making him feel…. unusually energetic, “This is YOUR quirk, so let’s reset and try again.” Mardea backed up and readied herself.

 A small amount of smoke came off his shoulder.

But you've stolen my air catcher

And I don't know if I want it back

 “Camp is… a lot harder than I expected it to be.” Ochako sighed as she ate her dinner.

Izuku struggled to keep his eyes open for his meal, “Yeah… they really drained us today.”

Mardea shrugged, “I can give you a boost until bed- “

“No, no!” Izuku was suddenly wide awake and shooing her hand away, “You boosted us enough all day for your training!! I’m fine I swear!”

Shoto raised an eyebrow, “What did you do for training?”

Mardea resumed eating, “Aizawa had me run perimeters to increase my endurance and stamina. He also granted me permission to do energy transfers with classmates to make my energy control better.”

“The difference between Mina and Eijiro before and after her transfer was incredible,” Ochaco smiled sleepily.

 'Cause I'm not sure I want to give you Tools that can

 The League had Bakugo. They somehow found their camp and now they had picked everyone off and now they had Bakugo and those creatures are here and-

A Nomu appeared from the tree line.

Dabi smiled, “Take them out.”

The creature made a beeline for Izuku, Shoto, Tokoyami, and Shoji. They were exhausted and barely could move out of the way.

It turned around, ready for a second strike-

“AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!” A cry of anger, followed by loud pops and cracks.

The Nomu began to shake and shutter, trying to find stability. Red energy filled its veins. Disgusting curdles escaped its throat before blood ran everywhere and it split in half.

Mardea jumped from the falling corpse into the center of the growing warp portals. Her hair was red and glowing. Blood covered half her face. Matching red energy sparked from her tired body.

Mr. Compress gasped, “Here I thought we would have to leave with only half the mission complete.”

Twice mimicked the gasp, “But she’s way more powerful than we thought! How can we take her? No matter let’s kill her. I rather fancy that idea.”

Two more Nomu appeared from the tree line.

“GIVE HIM BACK YOU BASTARDS!” Mardea formed more bolts in her hands and charged forward.

“NO!” Shoto tried to run for her, but Shoji grabbed him.

“We have to fight these things off,” His voice was strained, “Otherwise saving them is suicide.”  

Dabi cackled and raised a hand towards Mardea, “You’re ours now.”

A wall of blue flames caught Mardea off guard. For a split second she lost focus. For a split second she looked away. For a split second-

Something pierced her back.

“Hehehehehe~! Not so tough now, huh?” Toga emerged from the portal behind Mardea with an unnerving smile.

Mardea’s hair turned lilac as she realized the thin javelin in her right side. The sharp point protruding through the front of her shirt. Blood ran out into the dirt. Breathing became heavy and hard. Her arms shook. Her voice was nothing in her throat. Her hands were busy trying to stop the bleeding. Mardea had no energy left to fight.

Toga grabbed her shoulder and began dragging her to the portal, “Job’s done! Let’s go home~!”

The flame wall went down. The Nomu raced for portals and disappeared in seconds.

Shoto turned and saw the blood. Saw Mardea in total fear. And he ran.

Ran for them.

“NOOOO!” Hot tears flooded his vision.

The portal closed with her on the other side.

 Destroy My heart

 He collapsed to the ground. His voice screamed out in agony.

Shoto Todoroki’s heart shattered.

 I won't fall in Love with falling

 “COME ON!!!” Kirishima held out his hand.

Lin held tightly to Bakugo, hair and eyes pure white, matching the shield around them.

One explosion sent them flying through the air. Bakugo caught Kirishima’s hand as they continued their descent.

“You stupid or something?” He grinned.

“How’s Mardea?” Izuku asked, nearly shouting above the wind.

“Still conscious! But we need a hospital!!” Bakugo held onto her limp body.

I will try to look in your eyes

 “Please…” Shoto’s voice cracked, “I need to see her…”

The doctor sighed, “She’s still in recovery. I’ll let you in but you can’t touch her. The stitches are fresh and we don’t want them coming out.”

 But now I'm here

 “I’m okay, Sho.” Mardea softly smiled as he sat in the chair by her bed.

To give you words

 “I…” He felt tears start to well up, “I’m so…. glad you’re…okay…”

As tools that can

 “Thank you for rescuing me,” She put a hand on his cheek, thumb wiping off the tears that fell.

Shoto couldn’t hold back anymore. He brought his face closer to hers.

.

…

Kissing her was like a dream come true.

Repair

My heart

[hellagayweird0]

Jay’s Season 14 Episode Chat

Episode 5

Enjoy my random thoughts!

~ Excuse me, what is this girl doing alone?  I love her but WHY IS THERE NO ADULT WITH HER SHE’S SMALL AND FRAGILE

~  Oooooooklahoma, where this girl just runs off on her ooooown

~  I love a nice field trip to a graveyard, someone is coming for Ms. Frizzle’s career 

~ Vlogging hunters, I LOVE THIS.  Also me if I was a hunter 😂

~ I think I’m in love with Maggie.  Can we get some nice JayxMaggie fics please? 😂

~ MAGGIE MY WIFE NOOOO!  Excuse me, whoever just dared to put their hands on her, DON’T HURT HER OR I SWEAR-

~ TEACHER SAM UM YES PLEASE

~ Fuuuuuuuuck he looks good

~ Sam: “Let’s get to work.”  Me: *breaks out into song* “LET’S GET DOWN TO BUSINESS-”

~ SAM’S LITTLE CUP I’M CRYING 😂 Is it just him being a giant of a human or is that cup tiny I NEED ANSWERS

~ Sam with a whistle GIMME

~ Sam creating hunter check-ins is giving me LIFE.  HE’S. A. SMART. BEAN.

~ Hey Dean sass, ima need you to tone yourself down

~ CAS AND JACK ARE ON A NICE FATHER/SON HUNTING TRIP TOGETHER THIS IS WHAT THE SHOW NEEDS AND I SUPPORT IT 100%

~ Sam tippity tappin’ away (have I mentioned I love this man?)

~ Dean’s reaction to this guy in the cemetery is a mood

~ I loooove this guy meeting them at the house 😂

~ OK BOBBY AND MARY I SEE YOU LOOKIN’ LIKE MICHAEL AND CAS, WHAT CHA TRYING TO SAY, HUH?  WRITERS, ANYONE?  ANSWERS?

~ BOBBY SASS YES WE NEED THIS

~ Bobby said idjits I REPEAT BOBBY SAID IDJITS

~ Ok but Maggie shouldn’t have been out there alone in the first place, just saying

~ Jared has forever made “Milk Run” funny (he said stuff at a con) and I can’t stop giggling at Bobby’s line

~ Woah woah, Bobby, I’m gonna need you to stop yelling at my Sammy or I will somehow throw you back into the AU myself

~ Bobby: “She wasn’t ready!”  My mind:

~ “A real leader would’ve seen that a mile away.” THE FUCK BOBBY??  HOW DARE YOU?  SAM IS A REAL LEADER, HE’S DOING HIS BEST, AND HE’S DOING AN AMAZING JOB.  YES OF COURSE MAGGIE SHOULD’VE NEVER BEEN ON HER OWN, BUT DON’T BLAME SAM FOR HER GETTING TAKEN BY THE MONSTER.  AND DON’T SAY HE ISN’T A REAL LEADER.  (I actually got so mad at this part 😂 no one says stuff like that to my boy and gets away with it)

~ YES MARY, THANK YOU!!  LISTEN TO MAMA WINCHESTER!

~ No Sammy, Bobby isn’t right, this isn’t your fault, DON’T PUT YOURSELF DOWN

~ I mean, I agree Mary, BUT, he was honestly born to be hooked on demon blood and use his powers (you know, THE ONES THE SHOW JUST CASUALLY FORGETS) for not so great things BUT OK 😂

~ Welcome to the show/family, no one wants to talk about anything

~ OH HI JOHN NICE FOR THEM TO MENTION YOU 😂 (i still don’t like you a ton but hello)

~ MARY NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR YOU TO “PUT YOURSELF OUT THERE”, FOCUS ON MICHAEL AND THE OTHER EVILS OF THE WORLD BEFORE YOU DO ANYTHING LIKE THAT

~ I LOVE MARY AND SAM BONDING MOMENTS, CAN WE HAVE MORE IN FUTURE EPISODES PLEASE AND THANK YOU

~ “You think I was too hard on your brother back there.”  Me: 

~ I need a scene where Dean goes off on Bobby for yelling at his baby brother, ANYONE ELSE WITH ME?

~ Dean, so help me, if you insult the Sammy beard ONE MORE TIME

~ Aw Sam respecting his mother and what she wants LOOK AT HIM BEING AN ADORABLE BABY

~ Creepy abandoned shed, great

~ BOBBY WTF DON’T RUN OFF ON YOUR OWN HAVE YOU LEARNED NOTHING??

~ I love when monsters turn into chalk dust

~ “What are you doing in my house?” WHY WASN’T THAT THE FIRST QUESTION OUT OF YOUR MOUTH?

~ How tf did you get cleaned up so quickly and easily, Dean 😂

~ Oh sweetie, anything (besides Destiel apparently *COUGH*) is possible in this universe

~ “I’m not really up for a heart-to-heart.” It’s ok, Dean never is either 

~ This girl 😂 “I don’t want to talk about what’s going on.....but here’s the entire story-”

~ I’M SO PROUD OF DEAN BEING A GREAT LISTENER AND GIVING ADVICE

~ Dean: *gives this speech about letting the past go and stuff*  Girl: “Is that what you do?”  Me: “NO HE BOTTLES UP HIS FEELINGS AND REFUSES TO TALK ABOUT ANYTHING GOING ON-”

~ Ok wait I’m sorry, was Sam just waiting for them to finish talking so he could walk down the hall? 😂 What took him so long?

~ What kind of flashlight has an on/off switch on the bottom?

~ Yay, my husband found my wife 😂

~ SAM YOU GOT THE CHALK DUST TOO

~ Aw no Maggie this isn’t your fault at all, don’t blame yourself

~ WHAT ARE YOU DOING BOBBY

~ I love when AU!Bobby has a kid

~ Oh that’s a lil bit of a stab

~ MARY TO THE RESCUE

~ FFS, WHY DOES NO ONE BACK UP WHEN SOMEONE IS WALKING TOWARDS THEM?  IF THEY DID, THEY WOULDN’T GET HIT.  THESE CHARACTERS HAVE LEARNED NOTHING 😂

~ Close your everything, he’s gonna turn into cha- and there he goes

~ Dean, you motherfucker, you could’ve used any line to get her out of the room, AND YOU CHOSE “Could you go make me a sandwich?” YOU KNOW, ONE OF THE MOST SEXIST LINES OUT THERE 😂 Writers, wtf??

~ YES QUEEN, GET THAT SASS

~ Wait a second, if the djinn is taking blood from this guy, wouldn’t people notice the bags filling up instead of going down??  AM I THE ONLY ONE THINKING ABOUT THIS? 😂

~ Oh Michael, you little fu-

~ Aww Maggie *hugs*

~ WTF HAPPENED WITH THE DJINN, WHY DID HE FREAK OUT WHEN HE WAS DOING HIS THING TO DEAN, WHY DID DEAN GET A BURST OF ENERGY AND BEAT THIS GUY SUDDENLY?  I’M TELLING YOU, MICHAEL ISN’T GONE

~ Ok, so we know now that Michael set up traps for everyone.  AWESOME

~ AW THEY’RE ALL SO HAPPY TO SEE MAGGIE, I’M SCREAMING, I LOVE THIS

~ YES DEAN GIVE YOUR BROTHER THE PRAISE HE DESERVES

~ I’m still mad at Bobby for yelling at Sam, but I want to hug him right now.  I feel so bad for him

~ SHE DID LEARN FROM THE BEST, YES

~ I almost had a heart attack at “Boys, we need to talk.” I THOUGHT THERE WAS GONNA BE A FULL ON RELATIONSHIP CONFESSION

~ DONNA YAY HI MOM, also of course she has a garden gnome 😂 I love her so much

~ THANK YOU FOR TALKING WITH SAM, BOBBY

~ Sam’s lil smile *collapses*

~ MARY STEPPING BACK INTO THAT MOM ROLE IS SO NICE AND I APPRECIATE TF OUT OF THIS

~ GARTH I MISS YOU MY SWEET BOY

~ Lol yes buddy system, I support this 😂

~ WHO WAS SAM CALLING

~”Traps for hunters.  Friggin’ awesome.” My thoughts exactly

~ “From what I- from what we- ....from what he did.” THAT LINE RIGHT THERE IS SO IMPORTANT!  Dean is finally accepting that what Michael (not Dean, not Michael AND Dean, but just Michael) did wasn’t him and he isn’t to blame at all.  This was a needed line, and I appreciate the writers for putting that in.  It means SO MUCH

~ Dean can’t get a fuckin’ break, poor baby.  CAN WE GIVE DEAN A WELL DESERVED BREAK?

~ Yeah, let’s beat this son of a bitch (even though I actually really like Michael 😂)

Alright, well, that’s the episode chat!  I really liked this episode a ton.  I miss Cas and Jack, but they’re off together, so that’s nice.  WE GET CHARLIE NEXT EPISODE, WHICH I’M SO EXCITED FOR!  I’ve missed my AU wife.  I hope we get Rowena back soon.  Ketch too (I guess 😂)

[legendary-destiel]

To use Misha’s words now: You’re not crazy. :D

Because if you are, then I must be too, because I kinda felt the same vibes after watching this episode. Especially the 2nd half of it felt SO RUSHED, my brain almost couldn’t catch up (uh, well maybe that’s related to the lack of sleep when you get up at 2 am just to watch this cursed show LOL). Anyway, it felt rushed and yep, the ending just didn’t feel RIGHT. Honestly, I really thought one of the brothers died in the end... i mean, I really don’t want ANY of them to die, but I really thought this is something we had to bear. Okay, Cas kinda died... but I just won’t accept that ending for him LOL... After watching this strange episode which was 15x19 I just HAVE TO believe he’ll come back somehow.

I totally agree with you about the Becky-storyline. Chuck’s ending she read, is somehow THIS ending (or wait, didn’t Chuck mention there will be just gravestones with the Winchester’s name on it?). And yeah, Becky’s important line: “Noone even mentions Cas!” Exactly Becky, EXACTLY!

At the end, when Sam and Dean sat on the table, celebrating their win, drinking on “those who we lost along the way” i just thought NOOOO THIS ISN’T THEM. Like you said, people who watch the show now for 15 season, intensively, will never believe it would be enough for Sam and Dean now, to spend the rest of their lives together in the bunker.

Through the years, they grew, they both CHANGED, and they just KNOW that life is more than just heading out with your brother to cut off a vampires head. They learned to love, they built a circle of people around them who are important to them, yeah, they even call them “family”. AU!Charlie, AU!Bobby, Donna, Jody & the girls,..... Eileen and OF COURSE CAS. There’s absolutely NO WAY present!Dean would accept that Cas stays “gone”, especially now that he knows Jack maybe has the power to wake him/free him from the Empty. Maybe that entity isn’t THAT strong in the end. In any case, Dean would leave no stone unturned to get him back. And like someone said (sorry i can’t remember who wrote it) Cas has always been rescued by someone else, when he was dead (Chuck, Naomi, Gadreel, Jack) so I keep my hopes up high, that THIS TIME Dean is the one to safe him.

I don’t wanna ask too much about Destiel, because HELL, we really got Destiel canon, and we should be so thankful, and damn, yeah, I really am. But since there is one more episode to come, and the ending of episode 15x19 just didn’t feel righ in any kind of way, i’m almost sure there is more to come. At least Dean showing Cas that he loves him too. Because he does and noone can convince me otherwise. No “I need you”s anymore, this time it has to be an “I love you.” (okay, i could write on and oooon about this, but I’ll spare you my clowning... ;-)

I don’t really think the whole season 15 was “fake”... but it was clear, that the boys were often caught in the role, Chuck wanted them to be. And now that we - as audience - know about Chuck’s “hand-on-games” since season 14, we could often see when this was the case (Dean pointing a gun at Sam, Deancas breakup in 15x03, them trunsting Lucifer so easily,....)

Pew, that was a long rant LOL. Anyway, I’m more than excited for next week!!

Take care <3

I offer a theory about tonight’s episode and the finale and yes it’s a long shot but I’m just writing this to make both myself and all of you feel a little better.......

From the very beginning of this episode, something felt off.

Dean tells Sam and Jack what happens to Cas and everyone has a very underwhelming reaction to it. Not to mention, they gloss over how exactly Cas died.

For the entirety of the episode they don’t seem very effected by Cas’s death.

Next, we’re told that Lucifer was brought back from the empty despite the fact that only a few episodes ago we were told chuck had no way of doing that. We can obviously chalk that up to bad writing and most likely it probably is. But it’s crazy that they seriously created a plot hole for episodes that are so close to one another. This is usually something we see happen between different seasons.

Also, despite everything that Lucifer has done in this show, the brothers are almost too quick to trust him. Granted they do have some doubts at the very beginning but the brothers would usually put up a bit more fight than that considering how much Lucifer has taken from them over the years. Dean has struggled to trust Jack for several seasons because of what he’s done and specifically what happened to Mary. And yet Dean trusts Lucifer in the space of a couple of minutes.

Then, there’s the ending.

When Chuck finally decides to end Dean and Sam, he says he can “Get his hands dirty” despite the fact that in an episode earlier in the season, Sam accuses him of being too afraid to get his hands dirty.

Chuck is defeated almost too quickly for being God. And the way he begs for Sam and Dean to kill him as they drive away also just doesn’t seem like God.

Also, this entire season, we’ve seen Dean absolutely furious over what Chuck has done to him and his family’s lives. He has been so hellbent on killing him that he pointed a gun at his own brother just two episodes ago. Even last episode, he tried to take Death on by himself because he was so motivated to kill Chuck. And then when he’s finally at that moment he’s been waiting for, he barely seems to care. Granted, it could be argued that Cas’s death might’ve made him finally realize how reckless he’s been the entire season. But everytime Dean has ever lost someone he usually has two responses. Getting himself killed or revenge (with the exception of Sam’s deaths where he obviously desperately tries to bring him back but I’ll talk more about that in a second) It’s been a consistent pattern with him throughout the show. And yet all of them are absent here. They’re not even acknowledged.

And also, them sparing Chuck wasn’t them being heroic. Killing him would have been mercy in this instance. Instead, they force him to live as mortal with no family—because he killed the only son who still trusted him, and he has to spend the rest of his life knowing he couldn’t defeat Sam and Dean. This specifically reminds me of that scene when Dean was demon back in season 10 when he spared the man who had traveled all that way and trained his entire life just to kill Dean for what he did to his father. And Dean spares him. Not because it was the good thing to do. Because the man would spend his entire life knowing he missed his one shot and that was ultimately a worse punishment than death. And they do the same thing to Chuck in this episode.

When Jack brings everyone back, the boys don’t even seem to care that now all of their friends and Eileen are alive. Sam doesn’t even mention her despite the fact that two episodes ago when he first heard about everyone “going back to where they belong” his first concern was Eileen. He was also completely gutted last episode knowing she was gone and he doesn’t even mourn her in this episode.

Also, when Jack becomes God, Dean doesn’t even ask him to bring Cas back. Despite the fact that this is once again one of his common responses we’ve seen consistently throughout the show when he loses someone. And especially considering how Cas died, Dean should especially want him back. Even when not interpreting his feelings romantically, Cas has been his best friend for 11 years. And they finally have the peace that Cas helped them fight (and sacrificed his own life) for. Dean would want Cas back. Especially since he knows now from earlier on in this episode that God has the power to do that.

Jack then decided to not go to the bunker with them. Despite the fact that for the three seasons he’s been in, the only thing he’s ever wanted was a family and to be accepted. (Let’s not even mention the fact that the brothers were both just chill with a 3 year old running the universe now. Even if it is Jack. He’s literally three. But whatever.)

The boys head back to the bunker and celebrate their “big win” if you can even call it that. They are completely content with being all alone. They lost Cas. They kind of lost Jack too. And they’re fine with it.

Literally last season, a bunch of hunters from the alternate dimension that they barely knew were all murdered and they were more upset about the bunker being empty after that than they are at the end of this episode.

They do a toast to all of the people they’ve lost along the way in a bit too good of a mood, which is something that these characters would never do. We’ve seen them grieve every person they’ve ever lost prior to this episode and they always believe the blood in on their hands. Yet now they’re suddenly content with the people they’ve lost. Even if it was their own faults.

The entire show has been about family. And yet half of their family is missing in this ending and they’re okay.

The entire show has also been about how the two of them have a crippling codependent relationship and how that always seems to start trouble. Instead of the brothers finally acknowledging this relationship. They now live happily in the bunker. Probably still codependent on each other.

Which means neither of them were forced to learn a damn thing.

My point is this episode feels very off.

And people who have watched 15 seasons of this show more than likely recognize that.

And there’s so many things that seem wrong and ooc that it almost feels as if it’s on purpose.

And that’s why I’m starting to wonder.....

What if it is?

There’s one more episode to go and what if, just maybe, they reveal that the episode that we just watched tonight isn’t what really happened. Maybe it’s the cheesy “it was all a dream” trope. Who knows?

The biggest reason why I believe this (besides the fact that I’m just a salty bitch and I need to find a way to calm myself down) is because this ending aligns almost perfectly with what Becky said about Chuck’s final ending earlier on in the season.

I now provide you the examples:

Just saying.....

I think that this might just be another variation of Chuck’s endings that they were forced to play out. Or something like that.

Because there’s just so many things that don’t fit with the entire rest of the show.

From what I’ve seen online thus far, people are very upset with this episode. Because they’ve watched 15 seasons of this show and they can tell when something just isn’t right.

And in a way, if this episode was purposely made to feel off to then reveal in the finale that none of this was real, it would pay respect to the fans who watched the show for all these years. Because they’re so familiar with the characters and the way plot lines usually play out that when all of a sudden it felt like Opposite Day watching this episode, they picked up on it and they were supposed to.

(Also another thing that I just realized I forgot to add, maybe this is just me, but a lot of the scenes in the montage at the end were very random??? Like a lot of them were insignificant scenes from the show. Ya know? I just think if any of us put together a montage for this show it would probably feature very different scenes. Like way more important ones. Maybe this fits into my theory? Maybe I’m absolutely reaching too damn far with this one. Idk. Please tell me I’m crazy)

Maybe this episode relied on fans having extensive knowledge of this show and it’s past. Maybe this episode wants you to believe something is off about it. Because they’re going to rip the rug right out from under you in the finale.

Hell, maybe this entire season has been a lie. We’ve seen Dean specifically do things he would never do in previous episodes. Point a gun at Sam. Tell Jack he’s not family. Be completely on board with sacrificing a family member. And Sam has been practically wallpaper in this season but maybe let’s not get into that too much. And hell, I’m gonna say it: Destiel went kinda canon when we never in a million years ever thought it would. Maybe all of these things are supposed to tell us all of this season wasn’t real? Maybe. Dunno. I think I’m actually just going insane? Yeah that’s probably it.

I’m really just spit balling here. Mostly because I was very upset by this episode. But maybe some of you feel the same and even if this is nowhere close to where the show is heading in its ending, I just wanted to maybe provide some comfort to those who feel the same as me.

Or maybe I’m completely wrong and this episode was just bad.

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Day 2: Space

For Pidge Ship Week 2017!

Summary: Movie night is a group favorite at the Castle of Lions, but sometimes it goes a little less-than-perfectly. Then again, maybe real-life paranormal experiences wasn’t the best thing to watch with Pidge and Keith in the group. Pairing: Keith/Pidge

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I was watching Buzzfeed Unsolved: Supernatural at the time. Naturally, I had to link it to my favorite conspiracy duo.

Day Two: Space

It had been three years since the fall of the Galra Empire, but the Paladins were still hard at work, helping the universe recover from the ten thousand years of Zarkon's rule. It was hard work; for some, even harder than all of the fighting and rescue missions they'd been a part of. And so, the team had come to an agreement that every so often, they would take a mini vacation to visit their families, restock on food, and just relax in general.

Lance had started the trend of bringing back movies to the Castle Ship. Hunk and Pidge had soon caught on, and together the three built an impressive library of movies and television shows.

After one stopover on Earth, Lance brought back something a little more unusual for them to watch.

“Unsolved Supernatural?” Pidge repeated, raising an eyebrow. “That's a little different from your usual picks.”

Lance shrugged as he handed over a flashdrive. “One of my cousins is really into it and she had me watch a few. They're pretty entertaining. I figure we'll all get a laugh out of some of the theories.”

Pidge looked unsure, but didn't argue and went to plug it into the hodgepodge of Earth/Altean technology that made up their entertainment system before joining the others on the array of couches they had.

Lance and Hunk had taken over the loveseat, as always, and had a large bowl of popcorn tucked between them. Shiro settled in on his favorite chair, a cozy brown thing he'd found on their second return trip to Earth. That left Keith and Pidge to take up opposite ends of the big couch, though everyone knew before the end of the night, the space between them would shrink to practically nothing.

And so began what was easily the weirdest movie night ever held in the Castle of Lions.

Pidge insisted on pausing it after every episode to have a group discussion about what they'd just watched. It largely consisted of her and Keith arguing over theories, while Hunk occasionally egged them on and Shiro watched with fondness as they inched their way toward the middle couch cushion.

“Look, all I'm saying is that the idea that these 'men in black' are aliens covering up alien activity is completely bogus,” Pidge argued, staring down Keith. “If – and that's a strong if – they actually exist, it's probably just some government or military organization.”

Keith fearlessly met her eyes. “After everything we've seen, you really think there couldn't be aliens on Earth, trying to hide the fact that they're there?”

Pidge faltered. “Well, no, but-”

“Ugh!” Lance loudly groaned. “You guys have been arguing about this for longer than the episode! Can we just get to the next one already?”

Pidge scowled and crossed her arms over her chest, scooting back against the armrest as she turned to face the screen again. “Fine. But we're not done talking about this.”

“Agreed,” Keith muttered.

Shiro chuckled at the two of them, while Hunk smiled fondly and Lance huffed in exasperation.

The next episode was even worse.

At the theory that the Illuminati were a group of shape-shifting lizard people, Pidge and Keith simultaneously lost it.

“What?” Pidge managed to choke out through her laughter.

Keith's entire body shook as he tried to contain himself. Tears prickled at the corner of his eyes before he finally gave up and let himself laugh.

Lance moodily paused the video, glaring at Hunk when his best friend betrayed him by chuckling.

Pidge rubbed at her eyes, wiping away her own tears. “Sorry, Lance. It's just... shape – shape-shifting-” She was unable to finish speaking as she began giggling once again.

It took several long minutes before they collected themselves enough to continue, but from then on the only theory Pidge and Keith could agree to was that it was the work of shape-shifting lizard people.

Weeks passed and it seemed like everyone had forgotten about their disastrous (mostly to Lance) movie night. Pidge and Keith no longer blamed everything that went wrong on lizard people and Lance was able to stand being in the same room as them again.

It was only right that things would circle back around to it.

Allura gathered the team early one morning to announce their next diplomatic excursion was to a new planet, whose people sought an alliance with the Legendary Voltron.

“The Illuvari are a race who reside primarily in the dry and arid regions of their planet,” Coran explained. “Their inability to regulate their body temperature means the high heat is actu-”

“Wait,” Hunk interrupted, holding up a hand. He had a feeling he was about to regret the words he was about to say, but they had to be said. “So, they're a race of lizard people?”

Keith snorted loudly, slapping a hand over his mouth the moment the sound escaped. It didn't take long for Pidge to start giggling, though that quickly turned to full-blown laughter.

Coran looked a little put out. “I don't see what's so funny about this.”

Lance glared at Keith. “I really thought we'd moved past this, but noooo. There just had to be a group of lizard aliens called the Illuvari and, wait, let me guess, they can shape-shift.

“Well, some of them do have the ability to change color to blend in with their surroundings,” Allura said.

Lance dropped his head into his hands and groaned. There was never going to be an end to the jokes. It wouldn't be so bad if the two didn't beat the jokes into the ground, but once they got started, it was near impossible to get them to stop.

Shiro waited for Keith and Pidge to calm down before saying: “Maybe it's best if the two of you sit this one out. We don't need another diplomatic incident on our hands.”

Keith and Pidge found themselves left to their own devices, alone in the Castle of Lions. Normally, they would have gone off to do their own thing – Keith to the training room and Pidge to Green's hangar – but instead they both found their way to the movie room, where they sat down on opposite ends of their couch.

“Do you think Lance will be annoyed that we're watching this without him?” Pidge asked.

Keith shrugged. “Everything we do lately annoys him. I don't see how this will be any different.”

“Telling him that his missing face mask is the work of shape-shifting lizard people probably didn't win us any bonus points,” Pidge said, sounding amused. She picked up the remote and pointed it at the screen. “Ready for more?”

“You bet.”

The more engrossed in the videos they became, the less space there was between them on the couch. Pidge's excitement at breaking down different theories and presenting her own had her slowly scooting closer to him, while Keith himself felt drawn in by her enthusiasm. Neither pulled away when their knees finally brushed together.

“You know, I heard something interesting recently. About you,” Pidge said hesitantly.

Keith looked puzzled.

Pidge felt her cheeks heat up and her stomach twist as she said her next few words, hoping he wouldn't take it poorly. The warmth of his leg resting near hers gave her the courage to continue. “I heard there's someone in this room who wants to kiss you.”

Keith said nothing for a few seconds, but to Pidge it felt more like minutes. “Huh. That's interesting. I, uh, heard something similar. That there's someone in this room who really wants to kiss you.”

There it was. Out in the open. Hanging between them.

“Well, you know, someone should do something about that,” Pidge said, her voice near a whisper. “It isn't right to keep a girl waiting.”

“No, it isn't,” Keith agreed.

Later, neither could be sure who made the first move. Together they closed the space between them and their lips met for the first time.