#They sent this during the hallucination bit... guys...

[buwheal]

ヾ(•ω•`)o Hiiii!!!! Don't worry about it! Don't be afraid. It's not real.

Excerpt from: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Black_Phone

"In 1978, a local serial child abductor and murderer only known as "The Grabber" prowls the streets of a suburb in North Denver. Finney Blake and his younger sister Gwen live in the area with their abusive, alcoholic father Terrence, whose wife committed suicide after having a series of disturbing psychic dreams. Finney is frequently bullied and harassed at school, but his friend and classmate Robin fends off the bullies.

Having inherited her mother's ability, Gwen dreams about the Grabber's abduction of Bruce, a boy Finney knew from Little League. Two police detectives, Wright and Miller, interview Gwen at school, believing that she may have knowledge about the Grabber. When Terrence learns about the questioning, he beats her with a belt. Soon afterward, the Grabber abducts first Robin and then Finney.

Finney awakens in a soundproofed basement with a disconnected black rotary dial telephone on one wall. It begins to ring on its own at times; Finney hears only static when he first answers it, but then hears Bruce's voice telling him about a floor tile he can remove in order to dig an escape tunnel. Finney starts to dig, but the foundations of the house are sunk too deeply for him to go beneath them.

The Grabber brings Finney a meal and leaves the basement door unlocked. As Finney is about to sneak out, he gets a call from Billy, another past victim. Billy warns Finney that the Grabber is waiting at the top of the basement stairs to punish him if he tries to leave, as part of a cruel game. At Billy's suggestion, Finney uses a hidden length of cable to climb up to the basement window; however, his weight pulls out the grate covering the pane, leaving him with no way to reach it again.

As Gwen confides to Terrence about her dreams of Finney's abduction, Wright and Miller question an eccentric man named Max who is staying in the area with his brother and who has shown great interest in the Grabber's crimes. It is revealed that Finney is being held in Max's basement, and that the Grabber is his brother.

Finney receives a call from Griffin, a third victim, who gives him the combination to the lock securing the house's front door and tells him that the Grabber has fallen asleep. He sneaks out and unlocks the door, but the Grabber quickly recaptures Finney after his dog Samson barks to wake him. A fourth victim, a juvenile delinquent named Vance, calls to tell Finney that he can break through a wall and into a freezer in the adjacent room. Finney does so, but finds the freezer door locked. As Finney despairs over his fate, he receives one last call from Robin, who urges him to stand up for himself and fight back by packing the phone receiver with dirt to use as a bludgeon.

After seeing the Grabber's house in a vision, Gwen calls Wright and Miller to give them the address. The police rush to the house and find the bodies of the Grabber's victims buried in the basement. Meanwhile, Max realizes Finney is being held in the basement and rushes to free him, but the Grabber kills him with an axe and attacks Finney, having decided to end his game. Finney uses the byproducts from his previous escape attempts to trap the Grabber in a pit he has dug, beats him with the receiver, and breaks his neck with the phone cord as his past victims taunt him. "

fucked up thing to send him btw

[annisassintchaska]

AUDACITY: Toto Wolff x Wife!Black!Reader

TW: CURSING, YELLING

The hectic race here in Monza had finally come to an end and it is now time for the post-race interviews. One by one, the drivers were asked questions about what happened during their drive and what they think could've been done differently; however, a specific question a young driver had pissed off the wife the Mercedes AMG Petronas F1 Team, Y/n Wolff as she march her way in front of the man, blocking the journalist's sight of him.

"Could you please repeat that question you asked?" Y/n asked to make sure she heard the man right. "I asked if he felt that since he hadn't been winning any races for Christian, if he thought that maybe his time here in Formula 1 is running out?" the man asked once again, this time with a bit of fear for what the shorter yet feisty woman had to say. "So, I wasn't hallucinating, I heard you correctly! Now let me educate you on something here since you seem to lack the knowledge! A driver's career doesn't just end because they've been constantly not making it to the podium, sure he hasn't been winning yet he did a damn good job at keeping himself in the top six and THAT should be praised considering the state of favouritism going on in his team. Next is to address the fact that yes, we all know that Christian Horner is an impatient man when it comes to certain things, however he would never be that foolish to let Sergio go and if he was, he would pay for it dearly at my hands as I would personally burn his headquarters and garages to ashes, not leaving a pinch of paper for him to start over from. Mark my words, as whatever it is that you call yourself, the post-race interviews are for questions about the race and shouldn't go to the extent of you putting doubts into any driver's mind. BE WARNED THAT THIS IS YOUR FIRST AND LAST WARNING AS YOU ARE WALKING ON THIN ICE SEEMING THAT I COULD'VE HAD YOUR CAREER ENDED ON THE SPOT. Now apologize!" She shouted in anger that someone who should've been able to be trusted to ask sensible questions was actually a complete idiot out for nothing but starting chaos.

"I'm very sorry Sergio, I didn't think my words would have been taken that seriously" said the man as he was on the verge of tears, out of fear that he almost lost his job due to a foolish question. "It's ok, no hard feelings. Just try not to make this mistake again or best believe she'll be back for you" Sergio said as he went over to hug the man, being in shock himself.

Toto had been doing an interview with his drivers, when George noticed what was about to happen and tapped Lewis on the shoulder. They both called for Toto's attention, where the trio along with their journalist, watched on as Y/n gave the visibly shaking man a piece of her mind. After that was done, the lady interviewing them decided to ask "So Toto, you've obviously seen what your wife had just done. What would your reaction be to her for this?" the journalist smiled as she awaited an answer from Toto who as himself looks genuinely scared. "My question is What the fuck do you all want me to do?! I'm not getting involve in that! The last time you all had me interfere, I was unable to sleep on my pillows for a month!" He replied in a panicked tone as Lewis and George were the only two who knew what his "pillows" meant. "Dude, you've got to be kidding me. You still call her breasts pillows? How comfortable could they be?" George asked in amusement that his boss was still obsessed with his wife's boobs. "Trust me Russ, they are very comfy, I've also added and new pair. The ass" Toto said making everyone, including the journalist laugh. "Alright, so I see you're unable to help the guy out, that's all the questions I have for you three. Have a nice rest of your day" the woman said as they replied, "Same to you."

Unbeknownst to them the cameras had still been filming LIVE and they manged to capture the response which sent the world into a spiral at the fact that such a giant of man's weakness was being able to sleep on his wife as it now became the biggest thing to tease him of whenever he did something he wasn't supposed to.

[madridfangirl]

Star crossed lovers (Jude Bellingham fanfic)

Chapter 2

(Series Link)

Jude * female reader. No warnings.

Synopsis: A chance encounter in a tiny Madrid cafe with the newest superstar of her fav club. The two couldn't be more different, yet both feel the pull toward the other. Would this girl be the one he finally falls for? Would she make him change his ways? Even though she resists him every step of the way, would he fight all odds (& her) to have her in his life? Or would life come in the way of these star-crossed lovers?

……………………………………………

A few hours later that evening, when Jobe checked his phone, he found two notifications from his brother.

Two messages sent, 15 mins apart, but both deleted shortly after. He decided to ping him to check in.

Jobe: Hey wassup?

Jude: Hey. Just about to crash.

Jobe: Anything playing on your mind? Nervous about tomorrow?

Jude smiled at his screen before answering. The answer was yes, in more ways than one.

Jude: A bit, yes. Yet, I can’t wait for tomorrow to come. It’s strange but, y’know what I mean?

Jobe: It’s warranted I guess. First Classico of your life, that too at home. Would be intense. But exciting too.

Jude: Hmm.

Jobe: Should I ask Mom to call you? She would anyway call tomorrow morning, though.

Jude: Nah let it be. Let her take care of Aunt Tracie. I know she wanted to be with me here for this but that’s important too. I am anyway gonna crash soon.

Jobe: Good luck for tomorrow. Kill it.

Jude: Thanks mate, need the luck. Talk to you soon.

He put the phone down, dimmed the lights and pulled the blanket all the way over his head. After tossing and turning for 10 mins, he checked his Whatsapp again.

No message from her. But she was online. Her DP was super cute, he thought. A sun-kissed photo on a beach in a yellowish floral dress.

Jude: Reached safely?

He went with the only segue he could think of. 45 seconds later, blue tick.

Ananya had reached just a few mins ago. One hour’s work took over two coz she just couldn’t focus. And she actually ended up getting stuck in the rain, just as he had predicted.

Just then, his name flashed on the phone. Reminding her that she hadn’t hallucinated all this. Her roommate was blasting music loudly in her room, in the weekend spirit. If only she knew what happened, she would die. Roma was an Indian American, who had never really lived in India. She was her colleague at work and as big a Madridista as her. They had hit it off instantly during the internship last year.

Ananya: Hey, yes I am home. Thanks for checking in :)

Jude: Super :)

She tapped her thumb on the phone screen, thinking whether her next question would make her look silly. But she decided to ask anyway.

Ananya: Is there some of..dress code for players box? I see a lot of people dressed in suits and formals.

Jude: No no, those are the corporate / business guys mostly. You can wear whatever you want.

Ananya: So, I can wear my jersey?

That brought a big smile to his face.

Jude: Ofcourse, dove! In fact, I would insist you do that :)

Instead of asking which jersey, rather whose jersey she was gonna wear, he tried a different tactic.

Jude: I could get the latest season’s one sent to you before the match.

Ananya: Nice try. But I have a favourite one I am planning to wear. You can guess whose it’s gonna be.

Jude: Can I change your mind?

Ananya: From now to tomorrow evening, I highly doubt it.

Jude: Is that a challenge, dove?

Ananya: Don’t you have an important match to focus on tomorrow?

He sighed.

Jude: I do. Really should have crashed by now.

Ananya: Think about how dreamy tomorrow would be. Even the ride through the training ground to the stadium would be nuts - thousands of fans on the streets. We need you well rested and charged up, and I am speaking on behalf of all fans when I say this. Close your eyes and get your beauty sleep now.

He chuckled over how quickly she switched from her own self to a fan representative.

Jude: Are you working for Carlo on the side and not telling me?

Ananya: Maybe, who knows. Good night, Jude. Sleep well. You would be amazing tomorrow.

Jude: Thank you. And Ananya?

Ananya: Yes?

Jude: I can’t wait to see you in my box tomorrow, cheering for me. Good night, dove!

With that, he finally put his phone down, snoring softly in a few mins.

But she ended up staring at her phone for a good 15 mins. The last line. Him calling her dove. Dear lord, what even was happening? This made no sense. They had nothing in common. This was not logical at all. The surrealism of it made her pinch herself a few times. She looked back at his DP - hugging his mom during his signing, both with a big smile. It was so sweet. Everything about him was so sweet. So normal. How could it be?

She shook her head and went to her roommate to break the news. Roma didn’t believe her at once but when she saw the passes, and a few messages from him as she practically snatched the phone away from Ananya, she jumped around like a 5 year old girl on a sugar high.

Ananya just laughed at her friend’s antics. She kept her anxiety on the Jude situation aside for a moment, at Roma’s insistence, and the two just celebrated getting to watch a Classico tomorrow. And, to see Zidane up close. The joy of the moment took over the nerves and they both jumped on the bed, hugging each other. Tomorrow couldn’t come soon enough.

Next evening, they reached well in advance, not wanting to take any chances with traffic or queues. The players box and the attached lounge were luxurious - the girls checked out the place thoroughly, sampling the appetisers and drinks. 30 mins later, when the girls went back to their seats, Ananya found a few unread messages popping on her phone. They were from him. She held the phone close to her chest, so others don’t see the name, and clicked on the messages.

Jude: Reached?

And then, a from few mins later.

Jude: Came out for warmup. Didn’t see you in the box. Stuck somewhere?

She quickly typed the response.

Ananya: We are here. Sorry, lost track of the time while checking out the place and trying to get Zizou in a selfie frame. Not so much a selfie but us trying to get an angle with him included, while he was having his croissant far away.

Blue tick. Immediately.

Jude: Haha, he’s a nice chap. You could just ask him for a selfie.

Ananya: Considering I ran away when he looked in my direction, don’t think that’s gonna happen anytime soon.

Jude: (laughing emoji)

She was still feeling guilty for missing the warm-up, so she decided to send him two photos. The first was the half selfie with Zidane, and the second was her in the box with her three friends, with the field as the background.

There was silence for a bit. She thought he must be getting ready to come back on the field, so she started checking her insta and added the two photos. The fan groups she were a part of would go nuts at this, she already knew.

Two minutes later, his name flashed again.

Jude: Who’s that guy in the picture with you?

Ananya looked back at the picture in question. It was her, Roma and her two work colleagues. The girls had invited them too. They were all standing next to each other, hands casually around each others’ backs as they posed with big smiles. Jude must be referring to Arjun, she figured, as he was the one right next to her.

Ananya: He’s my colleague. Well, they both are. You had sent 5 passes so Roma and I asked them. Is that a problem?

She wondered if she had overstepped the invite somehow and bit her bottom lip as she nervously saw him type.

Jude: Is he with you?

Her brows furrowed in confusion.

Ananya: I mean, I just said all three of them came with me.

Jude huffed in frustration, staring at the photo again. He could tell it was meant to be a casual photo but the guy’s hand was too comfortable on her back and too close to her waist. Something about him immediately irked Jude. He just hated his guts.

Jude: But he’s not WITH you right?

It was her turn to get annoyed now.

Ananya: Jude, seriously? Right now?

She jumped when the phone rang. It was him ofcourse. Roma looked at her curiously and Ananya rushed back into the lounge to escape from prying eyes. She found a quieter corner and answered the phone.

‘Before you say anything, I have 30 seconds after which I have to rush into the tunnel. You have every right to be mad but can you pls answer my question now and I will make up for this behaviour later? I don’t wanna go to the field like this.’

The mix of earnestness and child-like hope in his tone somehow assuaged her annoyance.

‘Please?’

She sighed audibly on the line and he looked at his teammates who had already started exiting the dressing room.

‘No, he’s not WITH me like that.’

She could practically hear him smile at the other end.

‘Thank you. I knew it but just needed to hear from you. And like I said, I will make up for this. Gonna score for you, dove. And later tonight, gonna apologise when I see you.’

His teammates were calling him in the background now, everyone was in the tunnel. He got the last sentence in before he absolutely had to hang up.

‘After the match, meet me in Pavillion 2 Parking lot, Pillar 4. It’s only for the players, no media or fans would be there. It’s a private exit from the back so no one would see us together. Then we can have a quiet dinner. Come down when I ping you. Yes?’

Another long, audible sigh at the other end.

‘Ok.’

She could again hear the darned smile.

‘Won’t wish me luck?’

‘Good luck, Jude. Now go, please. The anthem has started playing.’

‘Keep your eyes on me. See you soon. Bye.’

With that, he hung up and rushed to join his team, and got some looks which he totally deserved. But that was a small price to pay.

Ananya ran back to the box, not wanting to miss the anthem. She was a fan, first and foremost, and this was a big match. Hala Madrid Y Nada Mas blared at full volume. The girls stood up and sang along, waving to the beautiful melody.

Just then, the team stepped out. Serious game faces on. Her eyes scanned the whole team, marvelling at seeing them all only for the second time. Finally, her eyes landed on Jude, who was standing at the end of the line. And Roma elbowed her in the ribs just then because guess what? He was looking up at the box.

When he spotted her, he gave a slight nod in her direction which only the two girls could decipher. But very quickly, the game face was back on. She could tell how focused he was for tonight.

It was a tough match, heavily competitive, like any Classico. Barca were marking Jude really well, given he had been the most destructive force of Madrid in the first few months. He was getting frustrated but kept at it.

The group soaked in the riveting atmosphere. And the girls fangirled over many notable people in the VIP box. Nadal was quite an animated viewer in person which they were amused to see.

But mostly, they sang along for every chant, every song that was reverberating in the stadium. And the view was just perfect, not like when she had watched from the stands last year.

She did find her eyes going to Jude many times. Gosh, he looked fit. And played marvellously. He really was a vision tonight.

And just like that, first half was over. The atmosphere was tense as Madrid was down 1-0. The coaching staff rallied the players back to the dressing room, to regroup and strategise for second half. They were definitely going to get an earful for the set piece defending. She couldn’t look away from Jude as he walked off - he looked disappointed, angry yet still determined. He walked with intent, already talking to the coaching staff on the way.

The crowd started discussing different nuances of the first half as the highlights played on the 360* screens.

She pulled out her phone and sent him a quick message.

Ananya: There is full second half to go. As they say, 90 mins at the Bernabeu is a long time.

There was a blue tick but no response. She figured he would be busy, as he should be at this time.

The second half began soon after. Both teams went at each other but Madrid was playing with more aggression now. More pressing, more tackles, more forward movement.

And 20 mins later, out of nowhere, from way outside the penalty box, Jude scored a long range screamer.

The crowd went berserk, as did the boxes. Nadal nearly stood on his chair and waved his coat. The girls hugged each other and screamed their lungs out. The whole squad and the coaching staff ran on the field and ambushed Jude.

Once they dispersed, he raised his arms to the fans, pulling out his trademark celebration. And the fans sang ‘Hey Jude’ with love.

As he was walking away, he did sneak in one look towards his box. Nothing too obvious for the cameras to catch, but she saw the slight nod again. He knew she could see him on the 360* cameras and would know it was meant for her.

Roma saw it too. And dug her nails into Ananya’s arm.

‘Girl, is this real or am I in a trance? Did he really just do that?’

‘Honestly, I am asking myself the same question.’

As it turns out, he wasn’t done scoring for the night. In the penultimate minutes, the man scored a winner from close range.

The noise in the stadium was deafening. Some fans pulled their shirts off while others cried with joy. The two girls jumped from their seats and kept jumping for a good minute.

The celebration from the team was worthy of a Classico winner. Jude and Vazquez did some mental dance and then Rudiger tackled them all to the ground. Later, Valverde jumped on Jude who caught & held him with just one arm.

‘Pretty boy is strong too, huh?’

Roma whispered in Ananya’s ear, making her flustered. She nearly wanted to retort saying if Roma was just realising that and not during the match when he outmuscled all midfielders in duels.

Before she could say anything though, he did that sign with both hands, looking towards his thighs. The crowd roared back at him.

Ananya found herself paralysed in her seat as Roma elbowed her violently.

‘Maybe he’s giving you a message’

Ananya buried her head in her hands as Roma continued to tease her endlessly. Even with her fluster, she couldn’t help notice how the arrogant confidence suited him perfectly on the pitch.

Soon after, the final whistle came and the fans roared again along with the anthem. The team took a lap around the stadium, thanking the fans for their support. As they were walking off, Jude looked up at the box and his gaze lingered for a few seconds.

He looked away just at the right time, before the cameras caught his gaze. Ananya sighed inwardly - she had been worried about this all evening but thankfully it didn’t look like anyone had caught a whiff.

The rest of the group went to the lounge to grab a bite before leaving. She stayed back in the box and took in the atmosphere some more.

When Jude managed to check his phone 10 mins later, it was buzzing with messages. He checked the ones in his family group first and pinged them that he would call soon. Their happiness and support was the biggest reason why he did what he did.

Then, he looked for another name, and giggled with joy to see an unread message.

Ananya: Congrats. That was a special performance. You guys made the fans very happy, especially you. Savour the accolades, you deserve them.

He smiled from ear to ear, re-reading the message a few times.

Ananya was in the washroom when her phone buzzed again.

Jude: Did I make YOU happy?

Ananya: Very much so :)

Jude: Am I forgiven for earlier, then?

Ananya: Mostly, but not fully.

Jude: Ooh tough crowd :)

He sneaked into the shower to quickly call her from there, as the dressing room had erupted with champagne and food fights and all kind of hip hop jazz performances.

She picked up instantly.

‘Hey.’

‘Hey, sorry for the background. The lads are losing it. I am gonna need 20 mins more to take a quick shower and meet you downstairs but given the mood outside, might become 30. But I definitely will make it down in 30. Would that be ok?’

‘Yes ofcourse. And hey, don’t cut down the celebrations. These are the moments to cherish. In fact, if you just wanna hang with the team..’

He didn’t let her finish.

‘Are you mad? I have earned, EARNED this dinner with my blood, sweat and tears. No way I am giving that up. Nu-uh.’

She giggled at his theatrics and he giggled back at her.

‘Ok. Gotta go now. The sooner I wrap up here the sooner I see you. Sending you the car number. Will ping you 5 mins in advance. The parking lot is a bit secluded but it’s meant to be that way. It’s perfectly safe so don’t worry when you walk down there. I will anyway pick you up in 30 seconds of you being there. Ok? See you soon.’

‘Cool, see you.’

‘Bye, dove.’

‘Bye, Jude.’

He hung up and rejoined the mad dances that Vini and Cama were leading, still keeping track of time.

While Ananya grabbed on to the washroom counter, looked into the mirror and stared at her own reflection.

It was really happening. In 30 mins, she was going to get into his car, go to his house, and have dinner with him alone for a few hours.

…………………………….

There you go, this was the second chapter. Tons more to come in this story, feedback / comments are very welcome. Would love to hear your thoughts 😊

[ohodie]

my camp half blood oc ^_^

YALL SHES ADORABLE

her name is odette van schmidt and she’s a child of dionysus 😇

her story is actually rlly funny tbh. makes me crack up a bit. so here it is

basically dionysus met her mum (a rich socialite) at a party she was throwing for the opening of an art gallery, and it was getting late so everyone was going home. odettes mum looked over at dionysus and was like ‘omfg these old geezers r soooo boring. wanna hit the club?’ and dionysus was like ‘have my baby’ SO SHE DID.

9 months later she gave birth to odette van schmidt: the lying, unstable (possible future addict), drama queen JOY of dionysus.

by the time odette turned 14, her mum was like ‘right. this girl needs to get her ass to boarding school’ bc she could not stop CAUSING A RUCKUS. she was a menace during important parties and events- not because she wasn’t good at parties; but because they weren’t fun. while her mum agreed with her, she had grown out of her party girl phase and had to settle down.

well, odette didn’t fight her mums decision to send her to boarding school. after all, that’s where the craziest shit happens, doesn’t it? especially in new york.

so imagine this: odette van schmidt, the pretty girl with weird eyes and designer clothes CHOWING DOWN ON SPECIAL BROWNIES WITH HER ROOMMATE WHO LOOKS LIKE HOMELESS MAN IN A PRETTY GIRLS BODY.

odette could NOT stop getting into trouble. always sneaking off with her friends, partying her weekends away. by the age of 15 she had developed a pretty bad habit of taking a shot of vodka every sunday morning to get through the preachy ass mandatory services.

odettes mum had enough when she found out her daughter wasn’t taking her meds everyday at 8:00, and was instead lighting up at 4:20.

odettes mum had to call her baby daddy and tell him to pick her up for the summer. odette heard this call, and jumped to the conclusion she was getting sent to REHAB. so she ran.

she ran fast and fast and fast and fast. all the way from manhattan to queens.

ofc odette always saw weird shit. but she just always chalked it up to sleep deprivation, adhd, maladaptive daydreaming, and later in her teens: drug induced hallucinations.

after walking around new york aimlessly for 3 hours to escape rehab, her mum gave her a call.

“hey odette… can you come back home? bc ur lowkey a demigod and I WONT SEND YOU TO REHAB BABY IM SORRY I WONT ITS FINE YOU WERE ONLY SMOKING WEED ITS OKAY BABY-”

BOOM. hellhound right in the middle of the dingiest 7/11 in all of queens.

odette booked it- already terrified by what her mum said, and even more so by this terrifying dog thing.

she ran down at alleyway, hoping to escape the gross mangy dog, but she wasn’t fast or sharp enough to lose it or outsmart it. the hellhound attacked her from behind, ripping through the back of her shirt and leaving a scar that ran across the length of her back.

like that shit was BIG. like, from her neck down to her hipbone.

odette was vengeful thoguh. she was more angry than she was in pain, so she took out her pocketknife and started stabbing and punching that thing away. LIKE. HOW WOULD THAT EVEN PROTECT HER FROM A HELLHOUND??? but then the mutt started chasing its tail and howling like crazy, making it easier to put it down like an old dog.

and poof.

into thin air.

“alright what the fuck”

so there she lay- sitting and panting and wheezing in an alleyway, bleeding out. so she decided to pray,

“god i’m sorry for drinking on sundays! i’m sorry for using bible pages to roll! i’ll do anything to make it up to you!”

“girl, it’s fine.”

all of a sudden, there was this middle aged guy in front of her with the same eyes as her and the worst fashion sense she’d ever seen.

“i didn’t know jesus shopped at h&m…”

“jeez, you sound like ur mother.”

after 10 awkward seconds of silence, odette passed the fuck out. bc her back is a war zone. obviously.

when she woke up the next day, she was at the most rank hospital she’d ever been to. but all the doctors were cute. they were all blonde and spoke like poets and had such gentle hands. but they were wearing the most atrocious orange shirts.

good thing I’VE got STY-

odette looked down at herself. “are you fucking kidding me.”

orange was not her colour. it was purple.

after she got all healed up, two blonde 13 year olds who looked just like her arrived at the infirmary. “hiiiiii welcome to rehabbbbbbb”

“oh my god i’m actually going to kill myself”

castor and pollux eventually cleared up mostly everything about camp (after fucking around with their new older sister a bit more, of course), and proceeded to take her to get some food in her tall ass stomach.

she ate. and then she ate a bit more. and then she complained. and then she asked if her mum has her ‘crazy meds’. and then she asked for new clothes. and then she called her mummy and asked her for new clothes or perfume or anything. and then she walked over to the big house to complain about something again.

and as soon as she walked through the doors, screaming about how she can’t party with a torn up back- she was claimed.

“oh my gods odette. we have your stuff. its fine. it’s cool. you’re my daughter btw. and no drinking at camp.”

“… why would my mum fuck a guy who shops at h&m?”

“I DO NOT SHOP AT H&M, I AM A GOD-“

odette blanked. she wasnt really good at faces. much better with names. that’s what u get for being a history buff who can’t make eye contact i guess.

“… which one, sorry?”

“… dionysus?”

“oh. that checks out.”

[scorpioracha]

Dating Seokjin

I really hope you guys enjoy this one! I spent the better part of the day writing it and Jin has a special place in my heart as one of my first biases so yeah. Y’all know the vibes, reblog,like,comment and come yell at me if you enjoy it they’re really appreciated and encourage me to keep writing♡

김 석진 Kim Seokjin

-you and Jin met while you were working at a bakery in myeongdeong. It wasn’t your dream job but it payed the bills, especially during rush hour. Extra people meant extra tips, and working the morning rush didn’t seem so bad when the line was packed full of people with Chanel bags and Rolexes, you’re even sure you saw a Mercedes parked out front…

-So you were no stranger to slapping a smile on your face and putting on the charm for some extra won in your tip jar—you even decorated it seasonly—dedicated to the craft,born to the breed…this was not your first rodeo working customer service and from the looks of rent and textbooks it wouldn’t be your last

-When a handsome man walks in you weren’t even phased. You looked him straight in the eyes and asked him for his order. Then asked if he was okay because the pause in between was getting a bit awkward and there were more customers.

“You don’t know who I am”he mumbled, seemingly shocked. You just held back an eye roll strong enough to cause an earthquake and smiled again. Rich people.

“No, am I supposed to?”

-this caused the most heinous laughter you have ever heard and he recovered enough to say he wanted an iced americano and whatever you thought was best. Trying not to side eye him for wasting your time and causing the other customers to get antsy, you recommended him a slice of vanilla cheesecake and he laughed again, questioning if it was too early for cake. You couldn’t help yourself but to laugh too because his was quite something and you just winked at him and promised not to tell.

-you were understaffed that day—as usual, so you also got his order ready. You sent him on his way with a bow and a cake pop snuck in there cause no one really made you laugh on the job. And he left you with a hefty tip that felt like robbery.

-you thought that was the last you’d see of him. Until you started seeing him everywhere. Billboards,tv shows,magazines,posters—hell the bakery even had a poster of his band up in the coming month. You were sure it was him, those lips didn’t just belong to anyone.

-you found yourself looking for him during the morning rush but to no avail, he wasn’t there. He was everywhere else around you though and it drove you crazy. Your squeaky laughed paramour seemed to be gone with the wind.

-until your shift got changed sometime near December. With finals upcoming you needed the mornings to sleep and study, so now you worked closing.

-your first day on closing was similar to any other closing shift. Busy from 4-6pm and then dead the rest of the night. It was peaceful in a way, less tips but between customers you got to relax.

-Until he came in. He was wearing a mask and a hat and bundled up in about a million coats but it was him, you knew it. You had learned his name was Seokjin from your research(stalking) and maybe you were having hallucinations from your third espresso but there he was, staring at you with those beautiful eyes. Then he said the unexpected.

“Ya!”he exclaimed, ripping off his scarf. “Where have you been?! I’ve been coming here every night for the past three months! Do you not work the night shift?! Has nobody told you??”

You furrowed your brows, that’s not what you were expecting. “You could have come during the day time!”you argued. “If you knew I wasn’t here at night, why didn’t you come during the day?!”

“Because I can’t come during the day!”he argued back. By this point his jacket had been hung over a chair and his mask was pulled down on his chin. Damn. It was hard to argue with a man with those lips…

“…and I’ve been sneaking around like a creep looking for you—are you even listening??”

You blinked once. Then twice. Then found yourself laughing again like you had all those months ago. Who new a meetcute in July could make an argument in December

feel like a first date.

“You said you’ve been looking for me?”you said, looking at him with mirth in your eyes. He nods, his own eyes still wide from his ranting and his cheeks pink from adjusting to the warmth.

“I..yes, I just-I just couldn’t get you out of my head”he explained, “I’m at a point in my life where it feels like everyone thinks they know me. It was just refreshing to meet somebody without them having a million and one ideas of who they think I am”

You nod. “Well, I know your name now because who doesn’t, but you’re right, I don’t know you”

“Would you like to?”he asked.

“I would.”

And it was history from there. A slightly bumpy history.

-“do I get a kiss if I say today is my birthday?”

“You can get a slap”

-You two did in fact meet again on his birthday and after making sure(asking to see his ID) you celebrated with a slice of vanilla cheesecake and a candle that was half broken you found somewhere in the break room.

-this all happened in 2016. As the group grew and their popularity, your relationship definitely needed to adjust accordingly. Bang PD was less than thrilled by Jin getting himself into a relationship but one thing we know about Jin is that he’s stubborn🤡 so there was no way he was losing that fight

-you had to adjust to seeing him less earlier on when they were still making a name for themselves. But that didn’t stop you from packing up the pastries at the end of the and hauling them off to the boys at the dance studio. With a little scolding from Hobi that they were going to get cramps eating all these sweets, they were all very grateful.

-But Jin being the man he is made sure to stop in while you were working too. Mainly at night but on the random chance they got a break he’d come in the mornings and hang out in the kitchen, where you had been promoted to part time baker. Usually he brought you breakfast and coffee which you always scolded him for because you worked in a literal bakery but he’d just scold

you back claiming he hasn’t seen you eat a vegetable in weeks. And no it didn’t count if it was in a croissant.

-may or may not have told everyone he knows about the bakery and it may or may not have turned into an idol hotspot.

-don’t be too mad at him he just wants to support his girl😭

-outside of work for both of you guys Jin is pretty…quiet. You hadn’t expected it when you first started dating but that’s just because his guard was still up. Now that you’re happily settled into your relationship he doesn’t feel the need to be on around you. He doesn’t have to make you laugh,be world wide handsome or loud. He could be quiet and soft and wear cute pajama sets while playing his maplestory.

-sometimes he was so quiet in the house you forgot he was there. The world wouldn’t believe it if you paid them a thousand dollars but this knowledge was nice. Something that the world didn’t need to know, that you could keep for yourself.

For yourself and six other boys.

-they did have Jin first and honestly the first time you met them you always shit your pants. God they could be intimidating when they’re sussing someone out, especially Jimin. The hyung line liked you just fine but it did take a while to gain the Maknae’s trust. They’ve never seen Jin date or even think about dating so they were skeptical. Jin was the oldest and therefore a pseudo parent for the rest of the members, so you coming into the picture was different.

-but you’re you so how could you not win them over?

-the once hesitant maknae’s cling to your side whenever you’re at Hybe. Sometimes you swear you see them more than Jin.

“Y/n, let’s go shopping!”

“Y/n, have you seen x y and x?”

“Y/n, Taehyung hit me!”

And so forth.

-the hyung’s enjoyed your presence just as much. Yoongi was relieved someone else could take over as mom—he liked to joke that you two were the real parents of this band. Hobi would laugh at a bottle cap falling so you crack him tf up and namjoon our responsible leader is happy that his members are happy.

(He’s just trying to look cool, you two go on museum outings and have a book swap you do together)

Jin bits!✨tid bits about you and Jin✨

-every anniversary you guys start it off by having some form of vanilla cake in bed. His always with a candle on it.

-he always keeps a hoodie and a blanket in his car because this is not a kdrama and you are not getting a jacket because he’s cold too🙄

-you guys moved in together around your third year of dating, starting off in an apartment near myeongdeong for your job, but now y’all live in a house on the outskirts of Seoul

-if it’s not takeout, you most likely cooked the food for eat Jin. Can he cook? Yes. Does he cook when you’re around? Not unless you ask.

-you guys have so many matching pajama sets

-he cried when you said he wasn’t your bias. Fucking acting school😒

-you now own so much RJ merch it’s actually ridiculous and you asked him to stop bringing so many RJs home. The answer was no🤡

-after years of working your way up the ladder you own the bakery now! Jin wants to retire you because he doesn’t believe princesses need to work but you grew to actually the enjoy the job when you were no longer working cash register.

-his nickname for you is 공주님(princess)

NSFW

-idk y’all but Jin is giving me heavy experimentalist vibes. I think he’s less into the d/s side of bdsm and more into the bondage and the s/m side. He’s got clear limits but since your relationship is established and he trusts you so much he’s willing to try anything once within those limits.

-he also is the type to set the mood for these kinds of play. A spare room in the house with dark curtains,silk sheets and a chest full of all different types of things. He doesn’t really care who’s in charge in bed, that’s not really his aim. It could go either way for him.

-Jin’s kinda play is expensive. It’s nothing but the best for you, for both of you. He’s not one to flaunt his wealth but he’s always been a quality kind of guy. Your paddles? Leather,imported,small business. Your hand cuffs? Stainless steel and cushioned. Spanking bench? Cherry oak wood with velvet cushions baby. You’ve got matching harnesses in pink and white because of course something in here was going to be pink.

-he’s kinda just down for the ride. It’s that Sagittarius sun. You wanna tie him up? Cool. You want him to tie you up? Cool. You want to choke him? He’s down. His limits are around sharp pain and bodily fluids, besides cum because he’s very much so a much when prompted

-you better be ready though because when you get Seokjin in the right mood he is fucking until the sun comes up. This is usually when you’ve both been at an event—always his plus one—and there’s too many wandering eyes and not enough champagne. He’s surprisingly very possessive which you never would have clocked until it was prompted. So yeah he’s not one for sharing.

-he also does not breathe a word of your sex life to the boys or any other friend and he expects the same from you.

-lets just say that condom scandal held truth. because mans right here is packing the punisher. He got the back breaker, the cervix splitter 9000, you gotta be big and bad enough to ride this ride and you definitely are.

-as a trained actor one thing about Jin is he can embody a role. You want a mean dom? He can give you mean dom(after he’s done so so much research because he never wants to hurt you in a way that you don’t like). He can have you on the floor begging on your hands and knees tied to the leg of a chair like a mutt just to hump his shoe, when earlier that day homie was shuffling around the house in bunny slippers and an RJ headband. The duality with this one was crazy.

-he could also be tied up to the headboard of the bed begging you with tears in his eyes to just sink down on his cock and stop teasing him. Pretty pink harness on with pink padded cuffs to match. You know Seokjin and his love for pink, pink hair,pink microphone,pretty pink dick, just the basics yk?

-on the flip side if y’all aren’t in the play room, you’re getting your back blown out on your fluffy comfy king sized bed. It’s passionate, it’s sensual and it’s light hearted because one thing about Jin is he gonna laugh. One of you is gonna make a weird sound and he’s going to try so hard not to laugh, he really is, cause he’s balls deep and now is not the time but you guys make eye contact and it’s over. He’s fucking gone trying so hard to calm himself down.

Sometimes it ruins the moment but most of the time you’re able to pick up where you left off.

-all and all, Jin my first bias that wasn’t a leader, be throwing down in them sheets

[tremordusk]

Episode 5 Theory: Agatha's Trial is not what it seems (Part 2)

Agatha’s trial was actually Lilia’s vision

The beginning of episode 5 starts with the Salem Seven crawling out of the ground with the next shot being Lilia waking up— but did she actually wake up? 

Maybe she didn’t truly wake up from her vision and right from the beginning it has been a vision. So far Jen’s element was water, Alice was fire, so maybe Agatha’s element could be air because of the mind. You could include riding a broom as part of the element of the air motif as well. 

However the Blood Moon bit throws off the rest of this theory. Lilia claims that the blood moon represents “When the veil between the living and the dead is at its thinnest. “ to which Rio claims who better to contact the dead than the one who’s sent many to their graves referring to Agatha. Also, Lilia dispels the idea that she herself can NOT commune with the dead. Moreover, based on Lilia’s claim this means Agatha’s trial is related to the dead (which we did see ghosts) but makes it stranger that ghosts did show up (visions aren’t always clear!). Despite that it could just be a ploy to throw us off from the details of the trial. 

Lilia has one prediction claiming “I hated this the first time!” It’s a very quick instance and very easy to miss, especially since previous times for her predictions have had longer pauses on screen from “I love you guys” to “Alice, Alice don’t.” Whereas this one felt quickly thrown in along with the rest of the chaos. Potential reasons for that line could be it’s a time loop (watching the vision over and over again) or could be in relation to her backstory. 

There was potential foreshadowing in episode 4 with Lilia staring at the stained glass windows of witches being tortured and burned. 

Lilia is shown to be deeply affected by this and is also the one who continues to combat the negative stereotypes about witches. Her hallucination in episode 3 of her freaking out and crying about how everyone was dead could also play into the third trial where everyone turned on Agatha rather quickly and was ready to punish her (similarly to how Lilia’s other fellow witches suffered over the centuries as suggested by the stained glass and her previous experiences). Lilia and Agatha before episode 5 had an understanding and some empathy towards each other for being some of the longest living witches and having dealt with persecution. So possibly Lilia’s vision was directly in relation to Agatha’s trial or potentially foreshadowing through Agatha’s trial of what is to come and her own involvement. 

A theory crafted by another @shutupineedtothink (link here) mentions that the trials could potentially be going in the order of the ballad lyrics “Maiden, Mother, Crone” and representing the cycles a woman goes through in her life. 

Those lyrics are mentioned again during the third trial as well by Agatha. If we follow the theory: (here's the link to it):

https://www.tumblr.com/shutupineedtothink/763640238116683776/trial-order-and-why-lilia-not-agatha-is-last

Jen representing the beginning of life

Alice is the Maiden

Agatha is the Mother 

Lilia is the Crone 

Rio is death

Then yes, this is Agatha’s trial this could prove that Lilia is connected to the trial based on that Mother and Crone are stages of the cycle and the trials. Agatha’s trial did focus around herself but in the end nothing was resolved but everyone was (key word) affected. 

I would also like to point out that of the cards Lilia has mentioned throughout the series she has called out; Three of pentacles, Three of swords, and Knight of Wands in episodes 2, 4, and 5 respectively. In tarot Knight of Wands is a call to action card but its reverse meaning warns to be cautious. Wands in a tarot reading  (based on my experience with using tarot)  if you have many wands in a reading it’s usually hinting that the conflict is in the mind and is not external yet. 

So to conclude this section -> this trial is Agatha’s and it’s unofficial, the beginning of Lilia’s (potentially) vision but it could also be another’s as well.

Following the order “Maiden, Mother, Crone.” Supposedly Agatha’s trial wouldn’t be complete without a younger soul or child because the stage “Mother” is associated with when a woman is raising her children and Crone could be watching your child from afar and still present. 

Enter next part of this theory:

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Decided to post the final chapter a day early! No Fun in Fungus chapter 5! I’ve submitted myself to @tmntaucompetition and the submissions close tomorrow if you wanted to submit this au as well! Thank you to everyone for supporting and reading!

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“What did we do!?” Leo shouts in confusion.

“I know there’s something you want to apologize for. Even if it’s not your fault.” Mikey insists.

Leo glances away then takes a breath and looks at Donnie.

“I’m sorry about S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N.”

“It seems Mikey can apparently tell the future now because I have no idea why you’d apologize for that.” Donnie deadpans.

“I sent him to go protect gram-gram. He was destroyed because of me.”

“He was destroyed because the Krang loves hurting our family and possessed our extra great grandfather. I’m just glad you didn’t try to do something stupid like face him alone. It would have been your parts I’d have to find scattered around.”

“But….Donnie, you loved S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. How are you not upset? You hate when I break your inventions, and he was way more than just an invention.”

“Are you kidding? You’re really asking me that? I can’t rebuild you! You are not easily replaceable, Leo! I know what I say and how we joke around but I thought that’s just what we did! Do you think I mean everything!? That I want you to be like gram-gram!? Like all the Hamato before us!? No! When I told you to sacrifice yourself to buy us time I said it because you like jokes! I-I didn’t say it so you could go jump into a portal to save the world! Screw the world! Screw all of it if it means I lose anyone!” Donnie ends up tearing up at the end.

Leo feels a lot of guilt creep up inside him. He was very aware about how being in the prison dimension and getting so hurt affected everyone.

At least he thought he was.

“I don’t think that, I’ve never thought that! You guys know I don’t just do this kind of stuff whenever, right?” Leo frantically looks between the three of them.

None of them can meet his gaze.

The guilt turns into a bit of hurt.

“Jeeze, you sacrifice yourself for the sake of the world once and suddenly you’re the craving death guy.” He deflects.

“Leo!” Mikey shouts, eyes starting to glow again.

“You’re joking now? Right at this moment? Am I hallucinating again? You can not be serious!” Donnie joins in on yelling.

Leo looks away from them, eyes landing on Raph.

He’s the only one who doesn’t get angry which surprises Leo. The anger was there at first, he could see it, then it flickered to something else.

Realization.

“You told us and I never thought you were bein serious.”

Donnie raises an eyebrow.

“Told us what exactly?”

“That he jokes to cope. You’re not telling jokes because you don’t care, you’re telling jokes because you’re afraid.”

Leo bites the inside of his cheek.

“I thought I was pretty obvious about it until you guys kept coming after me during the first Shredder situation. If I don’t joke, then I just stop moving and that leaves all of us without portals!”

“Why didn’t you just tell us? It sounds like you were scared the entire time!” Mikey frowns.

“Of course I was! He turned Draxum into a freaking raisin and almost killed dad! How could I not be scared!? What good would telling you I’m scared be? So you could do what? Actually, let me tell you exactly what you’d do. You’d do what you’ve been doing since Mikey rescued me and ignore everything just to make sure I’m okay. We didn’t have the time for that back then.”

“How often do you not tell us how you’re feeling just because it’s inconvenient or a detriment to the mission?” Donnie narrows his eyes.

“Have you considered how much I do say what I’m feeling only for you guys to say I’m being paranoid or messing around? Oh Leo, we should trust the weird spider lady. Leo, stop spraying the bugs to protect this guy from getting mutated. Who cares if we might get hurt during the mutant panic?”

Leo regrets his words as he sees the look of hurt on Raph’s face.

He sighs heavily.

“It’s not on you, big bro. The bigger problem is we kind of all ignore each other? I’m still afraid of bringing up the pizza puffs incident because I’m worried you’ll blow a blood vessel. Donnie got pretty mad about the pizza pigeon too. And then….” He trails off, remembering just how badly he messed up.

“Maybe that’s because we weren’t paying attention to your feelings then either.” Mikey says softly.

“No, what I did was all my fault. You and Donnie could have died.”

“You chose the wrong thing to do, but you were….really messed up, Leo. You didn’t even have much time after your panic attack. We should have taken over for you, or at least try to make you see you weren’t okay.”

“Then….I’m sorry that for as much as I talk, I don’t say what I need to say as much. I’ll try to do better, try to help us all do better.”

Mikey smiles brings him over, nuzzling his cheek against his.

“I suppose it’s my turn now. I am sorry for….a lot of things. I….know how I can be. While I have come to terms with the fact that there are parts of me that I should accept and never change, I do realize what you all put up with sometimes. I don’t always take care in focusing on what you all do for me, small things that can be taken for granted. I want you all to know that no matter what I say or do, I would still personally tear out the still beating heart of anything that comes after us. Then, I would put it on display as a warning.” Donnie says that last part nonchalantly.

There’s a few seconds of silence before Donnie is pulled into the collective hug.

The others are crying.

“Donnie, we love you too!” Mikey sobs.

“That was beautiful, Dee.” Raph sniffles.

“I’ve never heard you say something so emotional, kinda liking the mushy side.” Leo smiles through tears.

Donnie can’t help but tear up too.

He really did love his family more than anything.

Mikey soon lowers everyone down, the chains disappearing as well.

“Can Raph ask how you did all that now!?” Raph grips him by the shoulders.

“I….I don’t even really know. I just thought our family was going to fall apart and it just happened.” Mikey answers.

Donnie glances around.

“Your chains managed to get rid of a lot of the spores. I think the mushrooms must be weak to light like yours.”

Mikey’s eyes light up.

“I can make those things go away?”

“That’s my working theory, but…..I worry about your arms. I’m surprised that they aren’t hurt again now.“

“There is a pretty big difference between chains and opening up a portal to another dimension.” Leo comments, subtly checking over Mikey’s arms.

Mikey hums as he tries to think of a solution.

“Donnie, could you make a weapon?”

He makes a gun and hands it to him.

“Donnie!” Leo and Raph shout.

“Oh calm down, it’s just a dart gun.”

Mikey imbues the weapon with some of his ninpo.

“I need a mushroom to test it out on.”

Raph picks up Leo and Donnie in one arm and Mikey in another.

“Let’s find you one then.”

He carries them all off and together they carefully search for the mushrooms.

Eventually several start making their way towards them and Mikey shoots.

The bodies shrivel up almost right away at the ninpo dart stabbing them.

“Alright Mikey!” Leo cheers.

“If it’s his light that does it….then maybe these will work!” Donnie creates three UV light flashlights.

He hands two to Raph and Leo and wriggles out of Raph’s hold.

“Let’s make these mushrooms which they never evolved.”

The brothers start exterminating every single mushroom they come into contact with.

It feels nice to be able to take out the things that have been torturing them all night.

It’s almost cathartic. They couldn’t truly destroy the source of their fears, but they could waste some crappy mushrooms that triggered their PTSD.

“Do you think that was the last of them?” Raph questions after a lot of walking yielded no more mushrooms.

“When this kind of thing happens in movies, isn’t there usually one big version that controls the others?” Leo answers with his own question.

“I hate where you drew that conclusion from, but I hate that you’re right even more. My goggles picked up a much larger amount of mystic energy in one of the tunnels.” Donnie adds.

“Then we know what we gotta do. Those things aren’t going to hurt anymore people. Everyone on board?” Raph looks around.

Everyone nods with the same look of determination Raph has.

They grab their real weapons for good measure before heading down the tunnel Donnie got the reading from.

He and Mikey walked behind Raph who had Leo using his arm for assistance walking again.

Mikey can’t help but still feel a little afraid of the darkness they leave behind as they walk with their lights.

Donnie gently, purposefully bumps his hand against Mikey’s.

Mikey smiles a bit and holds his hand.

He smiles more when he notices Donnie’s tail wag.

After a good amount of walking, they come across the end of the tunnel that goes to a large opening.

Inside was a colony of the smaller mushrooms surrounding a humongous one.

“Let’s slice him up like he’s going on a pizza.” Raph readies his weapons.

The mushrooms start coming at them all’s

Leo opens up portals to send him and the others to different locations.

Raph mows down the mushrooms with his projection and Donnie supplies some clones with more UV lights.

Mikey jumps and flips around like crazy using mainly his legs as he shoots at the mushrooms. It’s freeing, not focusing on what he can’t do for once.

Donnie made grander, larger weapons with every launch of his ammunition. He let himself go all out. Therapeutic in its own way.

Leo may or may not be taking too much advantage of being able to use his portals again. They were useful in this chaotic fight sure, but it also meant a lot to be able to move around better.

This is the first fight they’ve had since the Krang and each of them felt like they got something back from it.

They keep fighting until the big mushroom finally ends up the same way as all the smaller ones.

The ones that were still alive also followed suit.

Now that the fight was over, they dragged themselves back to their home. It was entirely too late in the night and everything they went through was exhausting in its own right.

Mikey looks up at Raph, eyes almost closing, and makes grabby hands.

Raph feels his heart swell. It’s just like when they were kids.

He lifts him up, cradling him like he did Leo at the beginning of this whole situation.

Leo smiles tiredly at seeing them.

“Remember when you tried to convince me you were older and I said that all big brothers give piggy back rides? I can’t believe you and your big brain fell for that.”

Donnie considers this and suddenly stops right in front of him. When Leo almost falls over on him, Donnie takes the opportunity to get him on his shell.

“I am older.”

Leo rests his chin on Donnie’s head.

“Fine, just this once.”

Raph and Donnie carry their brothers to Raph’s room.

When Donnie, Mikey, and Leo are in the bed, Raph grabs his fluffiest possible blanket out of his collection and pulls it over all them after he’s wrapped himself around.

Donnie had his arm spread over Mikey and Leo who were cuddled up together.

Mikey also held Raph’s tight in his arms like it was the world’s most comfortable teddy bear.

They all drifted off to sleep, knowing that even if there were more nightmares, they’d deal with them.

None of them would ever be alone.

[dimroachman]

So basically my silly Lobotomy Corporation DnD campaign character is a sweeper who has become a corrosion. For all you non-Project Moon fans, I'll do my best to explain the various terms and stuff you guys wouldn't understand so don't worry. Also heads up all abnormalities in the campaign aren't actual canon ones but were made up for the campaign itself and there's of course some headcanon stuff sprinkled within to flesh things out more (such as giving more lore to the sweepers and whatnot)

First to get this started, this campaign follows the plot of the Project Moon games (Lobotomy Corporation and Library of Ruina specifically) but instead of L Corp falling like it does canonically, some Sephirah (basically the managers of each individual department that makes up the facility) from a different L Corp branch took over and managed to keep it from falling. So yeah, the Library exists but Lobotomy Corporation didn't fall entirely.

Now's the fun part: the Sweepers! The Sweepers are basically people who've been turned into a meat soup effectively and put into a metallic body. They inhabit the Backstreets (basically the poor areas that are mostly unprotected and whatnot) of each district and they come out at night to 'sweep away' whatever is caught outside. Typically that entails bodies, objects, or people who get stuck outside when it becomes time for the Sweepers to do their sweep of a district. Think of them as a force of nature in a way, as their existence is simply part of how the City works. They absorb organic matter like flesh to sustain themselves. The Head (basically the supreme government of the City) lets the Sweepers exist and also even will request their assistance sometimes.

Lastly, the only other thing I think I really need to go over is enkephalin. It's basically the energy that is produced by abnormalities in Lobotomy Corporation. It can be consumed for a calming effect typically however it can easily cause one to become addicted to it and it can cause hallucinations. Basically two-for-one deal on energy and drug alike!

Edit: Forgor to talk about E.G.O. but my pookie explained it in the comments so yeah, check down there for that lol

Now we can get into the actual OC lore. It's under the cut simply because it gets a little fucked up so yeah.

CW: Drugs, Suicide, Self-harm, Cannibalism, Sex is mentioned but it's not really gone into or anything so don't worry, and Gender Dysphoria

Basically my character was born Bea Twixt, a girl, and they were in an orphanage for as long as they could remember (they never learned what happened to their parents and whatnot). They grew up there, never being adopted on account of how strange they were as a person so eventually, once they reached age 18, they were kicked out. By then they'd developed some gender dysphoria, realizing they weren't a girl but rather were nonbinary, and with the strain of being kicked out to the streets and gender dysphoria breathing down their neck, they attempted to commit suicide by waiting outside during the hour the Sweepers come out. Things went different from how they expected as instead of being killed, they were taken in by a Sweeper family known as the In-Laws (this isn't canon to the games and rather was made for this campaign). The In-Laws are more on the espionage side of things and will do espionage missions on behalf of other Sweeper families. Those in the In-Laws often are sent out on diplomatic missions. They're also rather accepting of people, willing to take in just about anyone even if they don't want to go through the full process of becoming a traditional Sweeper.

After a bit, they changed their name to just simply Twixt as they did stuff for their new family. Twixt eventually began to regularly use enkephalin by this point, even going as far as to do prostitute stuff for enkephalin. Eventually the In-Laws put them into a agent job in a Lobotomy Corporation facility where they became friends with Lewis (another player's character) and developed a very *close* bond (you can probably guess what exactly that means) with a particular abnormality known as Bloodlust (as stated earlier, this is a made up abnormality for the campaign). Eventually a massive abnormality breach occurred one day, resulting in the facility they worked at going to shit. During that, they put on the E.G.O. weapons and armor extracted from Bloodlust to help save people.

Later that very same armor corroded them, ultimately turning them into basically a humanoid fluffy black moth (this is the process of corrosion) and instead of being overcome by the abnormalities thoughts and desires, they were seemingly fine. Weirdly enough the transformation helped with their gender dysphoria so they at least had that going for them. Eventually though another Lobotomy Corporation facility (the new main one) ended up taking them in and putting them on the extraction team because of the fact they were technically L Corp property now that they had corroded from E.G.O. from a facility. So yeah, that's how they ended up with the other player characters out here recapturing the abnormalities that escaped from the facility that had everything breach.

During this time, Twixt catches feelings for Esh (he's the safety department Sephirah and he's got a lot of emotional baggage) and eventually, after his Sephirah meltdown, start dating. With his help, they actually start getting off of enkephalin and they're a lot happier and doing much better now.

That's basically all for now but there is going to be a whole thing that has to do with Twixt later on in the campaign so more lore later but until now that's about all the main points to cover. If you wanna know more about either the campaign itself or Esh, I'd recommend hitting up @purplestcow because he's the DM and Esh is his silly little goober :3

[star-pup01]

So incidentally, I'm replaying Twilight Princess right now. Hyrule Historia seems to say that the Hero's Shade happened because the Hero of Time was forgotten.

BUT LIKE? NO? I think a mandela effect has happened, because I've been replaying the game and it's shocking how blatantly everyone in Hyrule references the Hero of Time. The Hero of Twilight constantly reminds people of the hero of old. The Gorons have his bow and even mention the old hero. He's clearly NOT forgotten, so where did this come from?

It's entirely possible that the Hero of Time regrets not being remembered for saving the future. He defeated Ganondorf in the future and was sent back to the past where, if Twilight Princess is any indication, he failed to stop Ganondorf this time. THAT could be where this regret comes from, but once again his deeds are clearly NOT forgotten.

BUT THE PROBLEM COMES WHEN YOU ACTUALLY READ HIS GOT DAMN DIALOGUE IN TWILIGHT PRINCESS.

This bit of dialogue appears right after you learn the final hidden skill.

It's not that he was forgotten. It's that he learned valuable lessons as his time as the hero and could not pass them on. Now, the sword skills are one thing, but replacing the potent narrative of "he was forgotten as a hero" with "he couldn't teach Link his sword skills :(" is a clear downgrade.

But it's more than likely that in his time as the hero, he learned MANY painful lessons beyond just swordplay. After all, he says they are lessons learned by "that life". He was just a kid when he drew the Master Sword and was thrust into a dying world with all that on his shoulders. Even after he was sent back, his path was riddled with failure. Again, Ganondorf is still at large in Twilight Princess. He was NOT KILLED. NOT SEALED. SENT TO THE TWILIGHT REALM. There's a lot to be imagined with HOW the Hero of Time failed and what lessons he may have learned that he wished he could give to the next hero. These lessons were important enough to where he lingered.

This one is the most obvious. He says this constantly.

On the flipside, the hidden skills aren't just sick moves. Think about the Hero of Time and how he just picked up a sword one day. He had ZERO training and very little help in terms of swordplay. Actually having a past hero hone their skills during a journey is something many iterations of Link don't have. This is a lesson that WOULD have helped the Hero of Time, that he is willingly lingering to give to the next hero.

It's a lifeline! It's an offer for help when Link needs it, something the Hero of Time DIDNT HAVE.

If we go by raw dialogue though, we do kinda start coming up short with like what lessons from HIS life that he could be teaching Link. If anyone has further examples, let me know, but also this is kinda typical of the Zelda franchise and its side characters. The fun part about piecing together Zelda lore is that we usually mass hallucinate half of it and make new dialogue to fill in the gaps.

A lot of what I like about the Zelda franchise is the raw potential in these interactions and by god if Nintendo will not explore them then I will. It's just for a while, I was misinterpreting the Shade's motivation and would have continued doing that had I not played the source game and started realizing "hey they reference this guy like. a lot"

[joltai-showa]

The final chapter notes for From Queen to a Pawn!

Or in which we'll look over the stuff in the last 3 chapters of the gargatuan fic that I have finished after almost a year!

Let's see if I am going to devolve into notes for the porn part💀

title of chapter 12

Gods, angels, queens and pawns - literally made it in 0.5 seconds while I was filling up the form for the chapter. also pretty sure I forgor to put it in the first place, so I added it like 2 minutes after the chapter went live. yup. that's what editing does to you, kids

anyway, the title is pretty basic, literally covering everyone that is going to make an appearance

"...not gonna tell how you managed to fuck up this badly, huh, bitch?"

so, regarding Hidan's long awaited (or maybe not) appearance - my own interpretation of this character is that he is someone who is constantly craving violence. he is not the only one among Akatsuki to be like that (Deidara is quite similar in that regard!), but with his religion being the most important facet of this character and said religion literally being based on the principle "kill thy neighbour", he is the guy who is by far the most likely to start shit over the smallest of things. one of the tragedies that I personally see in the younger generation of Akatsuki - Hidan, Deidara and maybe a little bit Itachi - is that they can not live peacefully. The main motivators behind Akatsuki are Nagato, Konan and Obito, all of them belonging to the same older generation that fought in the Third Shinobi World War and got completely wrecked by it, which is why all of them are going to such lengths to reach their perceived absolute peace. However, the results of their actions and the existing system is the children of the Third Shinobi World War, the very same one that just can not perceive peace at all. To them, living means fighting, and that's what they were taught their whole life.

anyway, as it's been mentioned, Konan kind of has every member of Akatsuki one a leash when they are in Ame, so no one is allowed to just attack civilians, even if you really want to. and this really clashes with Hidan's religion.

now, as usual, Kishimoto just kinda created Jashinism and abandonded it at that, even if that's an actual goddamn god that can give real power to its followers. huh. HUH.

so anyway, I'm trying to make something of an actual religion out of bits and pieces that got thrown around in the manga. at the time of writing this post, I can't even remember if there's anything more than "there are some prayers before/after sacrifice (and for some reason Hidan is annoyed to do them)" and something something non-believers are not tolerated. I am not even sure if I hallucinated half of it, but anyway, as of right now, my version of Jashinism has a thing about regular human sacrifices - which is a big problem when your boss stations you at a village where you really shouldn't kill anyone, so Hidan's already pissed about this fact any time he comes into Ame. his only options are either non-villagers (which are rare) or dragging his ass somewhere far enough from Ame to find someone unlucky enough to get sent straight into afterlife.

and about that - in Jashinism, you are not sending someone into Pure Lands (which is the actual existing plane for souls in the universe as far as I am concerned)/heaven/hell, you are sending these people to Lord Jashin himself. now, what type of people does he prefer? and that, kiddos, comes down to whoever commits the murders in his name. Hidan prefers the strong, as Jashin-sama fights those sent to him/bathes in their blood/enjoys the glory of victory/yada yada, another priest might be more about "Jashin-sama endlessly celebrates with them during his banquets, drinks and makes love to them", so they would be more focused on women, you get the idea. so, another issue with Hidan at the beginning of this chapter - Deidara, by losing her arms, cucked him out of fighting through the Land of Lightning to get to Nii Yugito and then fighting her too. and now the best thing he can do for Jashin-sama is some stragglers making the mistake of coming through the war-torn Land of Rains (which is a name of the country where Ame is. and yes, I completely made it up. canon does not have a name for it :)) cuz of course it doesn't. is the Village Hidden in the Rain situated in the Land of Rains stupid? yes. do I care? not really). really small fry compared to the ninja of one of Five Great Nations.

and, I guess, another thing that I think is pretty believable is that Hidan is not an actual priest of Jashin, he is only one of the followers that interpreted dogmas in a certain way, which is why he's just on his own like that. this explains why he's irritated at the need to complete the prayers, but ultimately follows them through - he saw an actual priest do them. now, as for what I imagine his backstory being (which is not important for the larger AU, so I'm pretty sure nothing too spoilery is gonna be out) - Hidan was born at the beginning of the Third Shinobi World War, right in between Land of Fire and Land of Lightining. His mother was a prostitute offering her services to the wealthy visitors of the hot springs, and the child was an unfortunate accident of that. The war breaks out, and so the woman ends up in complete and utter poverty, and, with the kid's bizarre looks - red eyes, white hair, an albino - she presumes him to be the source of her misfortunes. She sells him to a cult that is growing in popularity as the desparation starts to settle among the people forced to survive through the terrors of war every day - and the cult, in particular, is interested in the child due to the color of his eyes, as Jashin values everything blood-alike, which is why they do not use him as a sacrifice. instead, he becomes something of an errand boy, and when he does not do chores for the members of the cult, the priests do various experiments on him, testing his connection with Jashin's favor. eventually, he grows up, and becomes a Jashin follower too, and a quite feverent one. looking at the main dogma - kill thy neighbour - Hidan eventually realizes that this applies to the other people in the Jashinist commune as well (which is a line the priests usually draw), so he kills them all one day. Is his immortality the result of priests experiments? Is it due to him truly following through on Jashin's will? Who knows, but Hidan's power undeniably is connected to the cult.

also one final fact that I think would be pretty neat - Hidan is illiterate. He can not read, he was never taught by the cult, and Academies only exist in Five Great Nations, with schools being practically non-existent in the minor nations. Kakuzu is the one who has to do all reading for him.

so, back to the original point - Hidan's really pissed at Deidara, because he's now back to being stuck in Ame. Again. And now fuck knows how long, because the entire hunt got paused as everyone in the Five Great Nations is losing their shit after that attack on Suna, so Hidan's come to throw his frustrations out. He's naturally always itching for a fight, so later in the chapter he's actively seeking it with Deidara, because boring and peaceful existence is unnerving for someone like him (and yes looking over corpses with Kakuzu is in fact pretty boring).

They, theoretically, should have already been in the middle of it, and yet the agreed hour came and passed, and Konan was yet to be seen. 

So, to summarize what had happened: Obito's a bitch and changed the meeting place at the very last moment (just because he can); Konan, being busy doing something actually productive (can't be my buddy Obito, he's here to angrily grunt and huff and stomp his feet) does not have the time to learn that the place had been changed, she's actually out and about in the village, discussing Deidara's condition with both the doctors and Kakuzu, taking her painkillers, doing other chores around the village, yada, yada. And it's at that moment when she comes across a Kumogakure squad, which take up even more of her time.

Now, Kumo is not actually there for the main base of Akatsuki. In fact, Pain and co were pretty stringent with information leaving the village, so the world at large has no idea that Hanzo had been killed years ago and other formations similar to his have also been destroyed by Akatsuki, the very same terrorists famous worldwide. Everyone except for Iwa (which, after almost a decade of using Akatsuki's services, should have some sort of inkling as to where it's all coming from AND be aware not to stick their heads into the wasps nest, I think) presumes that Land of Rains is still completely war-torn (kinda right) even 17 years after the end of the last major war, and Amegakure is still the single most messiest all out battlefield for all sorts of local gangs and foreign ones too (in particular, Suna, Iwa and Konoha as major players, using the locals as pieces to fuck the other players over). Now, the specifics for each village are a bit different, as Iwa is actually quite aware of Akatsuki having a complete control over the village and de-facto the country; Konoha and Suna, being allies and sharing intel, both are aware that their operations in Ame have been cut pretty swiftly, which they presume to be Iwa's doing; Kumo has no idea regarding these things at all, so they are assuming everyone is still going at it; and Kiri being too busy with their own civil war.

So, why were these Kumo dudes passing by? Well, their goal was actually Land of Rivers and Land of Winds, to assess the events that had taken place there and get as much intel on Akatsuki as possible. Raigake already had the spies in Suna, but they are hiding amongst civilians, and there is only so much information that they have. Welp, too fucking bad that they decided to use Ame as a shortcut, because they walked straight into Akatsuki's lair. oopsie.

(none of them are going leave Ame. most of them are going to be sent to Jashin-sama directly, and the leader will be interrogated and later discarded)

Gods fucking knew the conversation with Zetsu made him fantasize of forcing these two through something similar.

Sidenote: Obito (and Deidei) are always using "gods" instead of the usual "god", that's due to the fact that both Japanese (which is pretty much the baseline for all cultures in Naruto world because Kishi couldn't be bothered making up something more distinct) and Chinese (which is what I am using as reference for Iwa's culture) cultures have systems of beliefs that have multiple gods or even spirits as these sort of higher entities. If you're seeing "god" somewhere, that's probably Google Docs successfully revolting against me and changing it to the more common phrase. I am currently unsure if I am going to be changing it when it comes to the other three major Nations (Kiri is certainly another case where people believe in numerous gods, as I imagine the culture in the Land of Water to be something closer to countries in Southeast Asia, like Indonesia or something; Land of Wind is something akin to Arabian peninsula and Land of Lightning to something North American/Western European).

But anyway, this phrase made me remember a meme I had in mind when I imagine the chain of command in Akatsuki

Not sure if this one ever reached the foreign internet, but it's a pretty famous one on the Russian-speaking side of things. Zetsu (and kinda Madara) screams at Obito, Obito screams at Pain and Konan, Pain and Konan scream at the active operatives in Akatsuki, and, finally, Akatsuki take everything out at everyone else

It was such a shame that the giddy satisfaction in his chest had to be extinguished by the loud voice shouting profanities in a distinctly eastern accent.

I think I've mentioned it somewhere, but I believe that people in different countries should have different accents. It's not so noticable with people who have been gone for years (pretty much every member of Akatsuki not named Konan and Pain), but Hidan's a recent hire, and he'd been at the organisation for less than three years, so he still has something remaining there. Also, "eastern" is because Land of Hot Springs is to the east of the continent.

though something strange within him, some weirdly familiar and old thing stirs in his stomach at the idea of who this voice belongs to and why its owner is in Deidara's vicinity now. The thing is whispering to him a number of possibilities, and none of them are to his liking

That's jealousy, buddy. Now, why is it familiar? Because that's the exact same feeling he experienced whenever Rin would be approached by Kakashi or any other guy Obito's kiddie brain would consider a rival for her love. Thankfully, at the time he could not tear them to shreds, and generally he had a much more sane mind. As for now, well... let's thank Madara and his plant pets for training Obito so well to not go on murderous rampages (even if he really wants to).

People in Akatsuki have various degrees of usefulness to him, and along with it they invoke different levels of disgust and irritation within Obito whenever he had to or wished to interact with them every once in a while.

Again, Hidan and Kakuzu are so absurdly funny when you remember the bullshit their bosses are up to. All of them are high off their own self-importance and how THEY are the ones to bring peace to the world that does not understand how important and vital their plan is, and how everyone should totally follow it to be happy. Then there're other guys at Akatsuki, who are also about the higher ideals and such.

And then there's Mr "I wanna murder a shit ton of people for my murder god"🤝Mr "I wanna murder shit ton of people for money. And their hearts to keep me strong and healthy"

I'm pretty sure this shit is giving Obito aneurism ahahahaha. He's the type of guy to hate everyone else's murderhoboness, while blissfully ignoring his own, because he's "justified" in it.

one of them just happened to stand now, arm pressed against the door frame as he lazily took up the way into the room, Akatsuki cloak gone, revealing his tanned upper body with barely visible remnants of scarring healing up

People in Akatsuki usually leave with their coats on, as, besides being the trademarked merchandise of the organization (c), they are actually pretty comfy. But Hidan's been dragging his ass through the village for half a day, so his got soaked in the rain, which is why he dropped it at his room and went up to shout his frustrations at Deidara.

Obito realizes it to be not the only thing disturbing the comforting icy wall separating him from the rest of this world. He is not used to this feeling, and the urgency it awakens in him, like something unacceptable will happen if he does not intervene this instant.

Jealousy again, but now with an added bonus - Obito's afraid Deidara'll find other men in her vicinity attractive! In particular, Uchiha "I shall not reveal my ankles until marriage" Obito fears Hidan's half-naked sigma aura. It's kind of a mix of his own body trauma from what he is, the years he had spent hidden away from others and his upbringing making him a prude to everything slightly sexual.

Mind you, at the moment neither Deidara nor Hidan are interested in that. Deidara's head is full of her failure and her helplessness, and Hidan's pissed at getting sent back to Ame from Kumo. Both of them want to wreck shit, and hard.

Becoming her partner should prove to be easier than trying to keep everything together while switching between a mask of an idiot and an old arrogant fool.

The old arrogant fool is Madara, btw :)

It is just a coincidence he happens to run into Deidara. There is no ulterior motive to this boy.

No one knows how old Tobi is, but off the vibes people generally assume he is in his late teens/early 20s, so he's in the same category as the three youngest of Akatsuki and the servants as the Tower, which is why it makes people a lot more laidback around him.

(don't mind Obito turning around and screaming at Konan and Nagato as the dang little shits that ruined his, Madara's plan)

Hidan, a shinobi barely fit to be a member of Akatsuki, notices nothing, even as Obito's mask nears the guy's left shoulder just about a palm's length away.

Hidan's is objectively the weakest member of Akatsuki. sorry. his qualifications is literally "can't be killed by Kakuzu" lol. which is why his senses are kinda duller compared to the professional killers trained by the Hidden villages

Ume, sitting by the wounded girl's side and cleaning away the utensils after an unsuccessful meal, judging by the tray of mostly untouched delicious-looking dishes

It's been mentioned here and there, but Deidei's current vulnerability is driving her paranoia to new levels. She's generally pretty distrustful due to her history, but her hatred of being perceived weak makes her hurt herself, as it can be seen from her barely eating, even with her arms gone. She refuses to rely on servants for that, she does not want to eat from other's hands, and Konan pretty much had to force her to accept food at some points (ultimately leading to the scandal she started, and after which she returned to her rooms). Also one of the reasons why Obito can feel her pelvic bones sticking out while he's battling his virginity and trying to mentally hype himself up for the main act, hehehehe

But why does something still remain restless and uneasy while Deidara is forced to stay here, unable to protect herself or even care for her body?

Helicopter hubby is at the scene ahahaha. Buddy just wants to stand guard at her door and sweet treats for good (and not so good) behavior.

Fist clutching by his side, Obito prepares his voice for the upcoming performance, trying to subtly straighten his back and spread his shoulders to make himself bigger in comparison to Hidan

*national geographic voice* and here you can see the interested male ruffling up his feathers in an attempt to look more attractive and get the female's attention away from another male

also shoutout to that fucking height difference between Tobi (175 cm) and Obito (182 cm). how does he do it? no clue. but I'll use it to fuel my headcanons that Tobi is slouching all the time to look less intimidating cuz he's bigger almost than any other Akatsuki not named Kakuzu or Kisame (who's absurd by any standard).

Tobi's now sad she doesn't like him, he really would have loved a funny chimp doing tricks for a pistachio or something... Oh, wait, but isn't that... Hidan-san?!

As far as I remember, chimps are one of the most terrifying apes there are. They are absolutely fucking vicious, and unpredictable. Don't mess around with the chimps, or they will fuck you up.

but the not-so-subtle glances Rumi was sending towards the prominent shapes of abs made him want to punch a hole through the stomach of this waste of a shinobi.

Yes, Obito's angry because women (or maybe just Deidara) apparently might like a male eye candy before them.

On that note, if you remember that Rumi has had a lot of boyfriends, well, she isn't exactly the type to say no to a good time. Simply put, she might have had a fling or two with Hidan.

if that wasn't for Deidara-chan being the dumbest little bitch..." Who the hell allowed you to address her like that? Am I not aware of something? Are these two closer than I presumed?

Hidan actually does adress Deidara by "-chan" in canon (when Deidei tries to warn them about Naruto). Besides a term of endearment, it's also a way for someone to address something weak or pathetic. Simply put, Hidan is insulting Deidara in that moment, just as he does here.

It's still a giant breach of social status to be suddenly switching to this, which is why Obito freaks out.

You'll be a very bad boy if you continue being so harsh on her. Some higher power might punish you for that!"

Obito's referring to himself here, of course

"You piece of fucking sanfan, I'll rip your tongue out!" Obito sharply whips his head around just in time to see Deidara almost knock the half-cleaned tray over for the second time

I think I already mentioned the Iwa-specific insults, and here Deidei's pissed enough to resort to them. This one is "shit" or something along these lines.

I also should really start putting down a vocab of Iwa insults to keep them consistent

An idea passes through him - of blue eyes behind heavy golden bangs giving the very same look to that crazed murderer, who was still young and somehow, through his god's blessing or some other bullshit, never paid a price in permanent scars for being a stupid useless weakling in Akatsuki - and it makes Obito want to growl.

Welcome to Obito's long list of insecurities, in particular his age in comparison to Deidara (let's be honest getting infatuated with someone a decade younger than you is probably one of the least bad things Obito did in his life) and his disfigurements (which Hidan does not have). Now, I am not actually sure how the fuck Hidan is not covered in scars head to toe (as the scar on his neck stays after Asuma cuts it off), so my guess is that he can not grow limbs and organs back, but his body can eventually recover it fully if they are sewn back for long enough time.

In any case, all the more reasons to torture Obito mentally😚😚😚😚

"And I am serious when I say I will not be dealing with anything if the final product will start to rot, or the brat never regains control of the chakra in that limb.

There's a bunch of complications that could have happened with Deidei's recovery there, because she (and even he in canon) lose arguably one of the most tools a shinobi can have - their hands. Now, obviously, the physical loss of arms is crippling for anyone, so the things that Kakuzu would have sewn onto her might have never responded to her brain's orders, becoming useless sticks of meat, or could have been outright rejected by her body (unlikely with her right one, as, well, that's literally her real arm, just in pieces); the next layer of issues is in the hand seals produced by shinobi's arms, and that kinda is connected to Deidara's unique issue - her hand mouths. All of it is connected to her chakra system reconnecting with the rest of her body, which should be resolvable with Kakuzu's threads jutsu, but still, complications are possible! And if there were to happen, Deidara might have lost the ability to outright use jutsu or just her art, which would have been devastating for her (and likely would have been the reason for her death, as Akatsuki have no real use for her if she is permanently crippled. now, Obito might have had some uses, but he would need to be very callous, assholish and crafty to pull this off)

"Madara, I understand that such... display is unacceptable, however allow me..."

Yippie! It's the thing! They said the thing!

Wow it took me a while to get there. Anyway, yes, the circumstances of this conversation were about as I planned before starting this fic. The scenes in Ame after Deidei's return did change a bit with the apperances and some order of events, but ultimately were as I planned.

What was not planned - at all! - was the entirety of chapter 11 aka the "death note mind tennis between Obito and Zetsu"! Yes, this one scene (more like a fucking 22k word chapter) occured completely naturally, as I was writing the fic and realized that Black aka Madara's mind copy would not let everything that Obito did slide, so there should be a confrontation of some sorts. The most important bit of this chapter - Obito's realization and the decision to join Akatsuki as Tobi - was supposed to take place somewhere around his conversation with the servant girls, while they would be discussing the vacancy in Akatsuki after Sasori's death and who should be the replacement. This is actually what they are discussing in chapter 10 before Obito interrupts them - I've decided to use that moment for him testing Tobi's lovestruck act, but the dialogue between the girls in that moment is a reference to what was originally supposed to happen before the entire Zetsu confrontation idea was concieved.

Also yes the entire "Nagato" dropping is a power thing, which is the exact same thing that Zetsu does to Obito. Remember the picture from above, folks🤣

"A lost boy had finally become a man and discovered his footing in this world, thus rejecting the advice of a foolish old man who had been guiding him on this path all these years.

I'm still laughing my ass off at this bit. Bro you are younger than Nagato, quit your yapping lmao

Pushing his ankle on top of his knee, Madara fully sits on top of what used to be Sasori's spot, palms pressed into the edges of the table.

Yeah, since the start of the meeting Obito has already taken his place according to the ring order, so everyone in that scene is sitting like they are members of Akatsuki

Three-Tails has just been recently reborn after the Fourth Mizukage had been killed..." it would seem like the rage of that day would never leave him, just as the bitterness of failure, of being too fucking late, and the agony of commiting the same mistake years before that, with her... but Obito pushes it all away, because he is Madara, and Madara knew nothing about any of that.

Unreliable narrator my beloved. Obviously, he knew everything about Rin's death

your best bet in the latter's case is to pray for Hashirama's granddaughter's stupidity and her not following the recommendations given to her by the elders' council."

Sorry, but I'm with the council of elders on this one. Naruto being the sole nuke of Konoha should really not be allowed to roam freely just cuz he feels like it, especially if one of his teachers is not there to keep him from doing stupid shit

The mistakes of the Kazekage capture mission shall not occur again, for from this moment onward, my eyes will watch you.

Obito's using "eyes" on purpose, because he doesn't want others to know he's only got one

His smile grows wider while he watches shadows dance within Konan's gaze, but then... it is almost as if something gives out within her.

Ohohoho, what did Konan think about here? Ohohohoh, I guess you'll need to read about it later, ohohohoh.

Ok, done with chapter 12, now onto chapter 13&14!

(which, as always, were intended to be one, but then things got out of hand)

the title

"Don't stick your fingers in your cake" is a vague and funny (in my opinion) way to describe the events of the porn scene that ultimately takes place, with Obito sticking his fingers in the juicy juicy cake he has finally received for all his suffering🤭it also mirrors the title of LTFG chapter 4 - "Ladies don't eat their cake with their hands" - where Deidara gets her cake, plays with it and even eats some of the cream🤭

"Wow, that was close... Thanks for not making a red splatter out of Tobi, Rumi-san!"

Is this a reference to Kannabi? Possibly :)

I've heard Kakuzu-san talking of something really scary like "interest rate"!

My uni forced me through so many economics courses that now I want to use Kakuzu as an excuse to drop the bullshit I had to study into the fics as a joke. A way to traumadump, if you will

She was not a threatening sight at the moment, dressed in a simple pair of black shorts and dark tank top, her body no longer littered with bruises and cuts, and her hair returning to a familiar style, but with the ponytail remaining low and messy, and numerous strands were scattered along her pale shoulders. 

I imagined the hairstyle Deidei is wearing at the time is something similar to the one we see during the recruitment flashback. I love it a lot, and I thought it would be something that would be both quick and easy for the servants to make (without getting on Deidara's nerves for too long)

Obito can't help but roll his eye at the white-haired woman's stuttering and awkward glances being sent everywhere that was not Deidara, who had pushed the chopsticks and the bowl away and grabbed something from the table, slowly clutching it in her hold and staring at the other two

So what does Deidei do in this scene? She's exercising her hand and the fingers in particular. She is learning how to use chopsticks again (not too successful) and kneading clay, both with her fingers and her hand mouth (also not really good). One of the reasons she had that argument with Konan - she really should not be trying to do any of that just yet, while everything is still healing together, but Deidei's feeling desperate about her own weakness

"I knew Konan-san was cold and unfeeling, but to make prisoners out of her own people! Ah, no, Tobi can't even imagine how horrible she is! Don't worry, Rumi-san, I am totally going to tell all of this to Pain-san–"

Two jokes in one Tobi phrase - one about Konan's true (seeming) nature, and the other with addressing Pain as equal when Tobi should really not be doing that

but his frustration quells as she swiftly collects the pretty bowls and utensils before grabbing the tray and bolting straight towards the door.

Deidara broke one of Konan's sets last chapter, and this one is also one of hers ahahaha. I mean, no one except her needs to eat among Akatsuki leaders at the Tower (Pain and Obito are kind of undead, and Zetsu just kinda wants to snack on human corpses, they don't actually need it), so she should be the one to buy dish sets

If Tobi'd been in your place, he'd be on cloud nine, no, ninety, if there were nice girls around him all the time!" If she is interested in Tobi, then, surely, a mention of other women would rile her up and make her talk about that incident, right?

Obito trying to reverse-psychology Deidei here, and fails because he's the only one between them two who's coping and seething whenever anything mildly male-shaped passes by his crus

Obito prefers not to think about Sasori - a useless waste of time for a useless piece of trash that died by his grandmother's hand, seemingly out of his own volition, based on Zetsu's report

Okay, so the logic is here as follows: Sasori willingly dies by Chiyo's hand -> Chiyo realizes this and tells this to Sakura -> post-Chiyo's death Sakura reports this to Sunakure -> Zetsu, stationed in Suna and Kiri in the timeskip after Obito returning Deidei to Ame, learns this -> Zetsu tells this info to Obito after their entire confrontation about Obito's loyalty and goals and thinking with his perverted dick

Overall, it would seem all of the rooms for the members of Akatsuki operating outside Land of Rain were designed and furnished by Konan, which is why this one did not differ much from the other one he had been to - Itachi and Kisame's 

Obito brings the medicine to Itachi's rooms directly, so he should have seen the general interior there

It is at that moment Obito realizes that another figurine is standing by his side, a bit farther than the clay mess - a paper scorpion.

It's the same one as in LTFG. Deidara sees it in chapter 1

Konan-san gave you a gift to cheer you up after Sasori-san kicked the bucket, but you don't seem to like it. Should she have made it look more like him? An old guy crawling around like a turtle?"

Obito does know Sasori's real appearance, but he should not show Deidara that Tobi knows it too, at least without a reason, which is why he's describing Hiruko here

"Yes, yours," Deidara emphasizes, glaring at him. "If you hadn't gotten in the way, I would have been fine. Nobody would be asking how I messed up so badly that weakling like you had to save me. Get it through your thick skull: I. did not. need. your help. Never did, and never will. Try playing a hero with me again, and you are not seeing the light of the next day, got it?"

In the original version of this paragraph I had a "Never did... and never will." A quick moment of hesitation on Deidei's part. But during editing I realized that it's prolly a bit too soon to have her having these sort of doubts, so I removed it, and now Deidei's is dead certain in her being right about this

The future is certain and clear.

This phrase is mirrored in the ending of chapter 14

"And for future, remember one important thing: I am the one who is always on top, hm. No exceptions.

So yeah, when I was mentioning how Deidei rides the guy she was with in LTFG? I was pretty serious🤭Tobi isn't getting to do anything in a more... well... active position until he proves himself worthy (and no one did that yet with Deidei)

"Unless you've secretly got some mysterious dojutsu that can make gals soak up their panties, you're doing a very shit job."

man do I love random references to Obito's Sharingan lol

But the reality greets him with something so mundane and yet unexpected. Still, somehow, it all comes together, and cements the reality of the situation: Deidara is truly fully revealed before him at her most intimate.

Personally, not a fan of unshaved look, both in men and women. But Obito is such a virgin he can easily take Konan's title as an Angel in that regard, and Deidei is on active duty for months, so I'm pretty sure neither of them is going be well-groomed, so to speak. Also, I'm pretty sure the time period doesn't even have this as some sort of common fashion fad, so unshaved it is.

Sometimes, Obito couldn't hold himself back, and he would tear his hand away from the awaiting loins, watching in fascination how strings of cooling slick formed between his pale digits.

I find it so bizarre that canon and even some fans draw Obito tanner than fucking Sasuke or Kakashi. My buddies, this guy literally had not felt the sun's touch in almost two decades, he is absolutely pure flour colored beneath there.

That's an actual thing that sometimes happens to hymen. Happens with girls in sports, and, if I remember correctly, really not that uncommon along horse riders lol.

Calm down, fool. It is not uncommon for kunoichi to get hurt and lose it by accident. You have read it in the books you have lent to Guruguru.

Deidei's been part of the military since, like, six, and on the run since she was eleven, so Obito's guess is not that crazy

(he's still coping and seething in reality lol)

And this might be the single hottest thing Obito had seen.

So, why is Obito so vehemently against being treated like a property when talking with Deidara, but reacts like this when she is actually using him? The answer is: he's fucking horny, and when he's horny, his dick is the one that does the thinking, not his brain. And his dick would really prefer if they got dominated by someone hot and pretty.

Aaaaand that's about it for the notes on FQTP! Thanks to everyone who was reading, now it is truly finished, and I can go onto other project! Until later!

[lastpigeonparty]

One-Shot: 'Crosseyed And Painless' (Nobleflower)

Hellu hii :D I just posted my first Nobleflower one-shot and I'm so sooo excited. It was very fun writting for a ship that wasn't Dorlene and I must say I appreciate the Alice x Narcissa dynamic even more now after having finished working on this One-Shot :)

This is technically part of my current long form Dorlene-Centric fic 'Life During Wartime' but can be read seperately as there are only one or two lines that make a little bit more sense in context.

Here's a little excerpt:

Content-Warning: Referenced Drug-Use, Hallucinations

The fourth stair, counting from above, didn’t creak.

But the fifth did, shrill and splintering, like bones breaking, that’s why Alice always sat down on the fourth. She curled there with her knees drawn to her chest and her back pressed against the peeling wallpaper, carefully listening as the house settled into silence again. Somewhere downstairs, the clock muttered half-past eleven, or maybe half-past nothing. Frank was out on a mission for the Order and the others had left hours ago, brushing her off with gentle hands and careful, neutral smiles.

The boy was supposed to arrive an hour ago. He had sent word via owl; said it was no trouble. His name was Andrew or Adrain or something else, she couldn't quite catch it over the clatter of the enchanted typewriters back at the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Also, if she was being honest with herself, she didn't really care. The boy was young, and as far as Alice knew, barely out of training and he was sharp in that twitchy, way too clever kind of way that some of the greener recruits proudly carried like a badge. He leaned in too close when he spoke, said he knew what it was like, even though that was pure and utter bullshit, he said that the powdered kind one gets from the Muggles was nothing compared to what his guy developed. The boy said it was cleaner, purer, that it would cause no crash and not even the faintest comedown. Well, that’s what he promised at least.

And now the boy was late.

And Alice hadn't meant to sit here for more than a minute or two.

Just like she hadn’t meant to start hearing things again.

The wallpaper seemed to breathe. That had always been the first sign. Faintly it pulsed in and out, as if drawing breath just inches from her back. Then the edges of the lights started to smear, the second sign, like the glow of a candle bleeding into darkness, like honey dissolving into milk. Her fingers started to twitch. Her wand was somewhere downstairs, disregarded like a toddler's toy in the kitchen, next to the chipped blue bowl they used for mail and bloodied gauze. She hadn’t used it all day, she didn't trust her hands on days like these.

“You were always awful at waiting,” said Narcissa.

Alice froze.

The voice slithered in from nowhere, effortless, unimpressed, beautifully and cold.

Alice didn’t turn, not right away. After all she knew the rules well by now. If you were to turn too fast, the vision would vanish, and right now she wasn’t sure if she wanted that.

“Remember when you used to pace,” Narcissa continued, somewhere above her now, her voice as deliberate as a curse. “In circles, like a dog and now you just sit and tremble...Is that what the war has turned you into?”

Alice let out a small, drowned laugh at that, because a few weeks ago, she held her own against four Death Eaters in a barn that was well on its way to burn down and hadn't flinched the entire time. But now, here, waiting for the boy that was barely even out of school, she was trembling like a bloody first-year in potions, just like Narcissa said.

Alice looked up slowly.

And there she stood, perched on the top of the stairs, legs crossed at the ankle, her back perfectly straight. Narcissa Malfoy, formerly Black. Dressed in a gown of dark silk and utter indifference. She looked far too alive to be a ghost and far too composed to be a mere memory.

“You’re not real,” Alice whispered.

Narcissa tilted her head, and a smile hushed faintly over her face. “You say that every time, my dear.”

Alice didn’t respond, not at first. Her hands were shaking again, lightly in a certain slow rhythm, as if a metronome was ticking through her bones. Her body felt detached, like she was sitting half an inch outside of herself.

“I didn’t sleep,” she said, finally. “I haven’t in quite a while.”

Narcissa let out a small sound of disdain. “You haven’t lived much either.”

Then she rose, gliding down the stairs with slow, soundless steps. Each one left a faint shimmer behind, like frost on glass and the air thickened as she moved, laced with something floral, something sharp, a perfume worn too long and buried deep within silk.

“Why are you here?” Alice asked.

“Because you called.”

“But I didn’t.”

“You do. You never stop calling. Never stop wanting me.”

Alice pressed her face against her knees. Her skin felt deeply wrong on her flesh, it hung too tight, was too shiny; it didn’t fit and will probably slip or peel off at a moment’s notice. The walls began to curl inward again, just slightly this time, just a theatre set bending under a heat that wasn’t really there.

Narcissa was crouching in front of her now and her fingers trailed across the banister, leaving faint silvery marks like the shed skin of a snake. Her eyes loomed large, soft and oh so enchantingly terrible.

“You used to be stronger than this,” she said.

“I was angrier. But stronger? No,” Alice murmured. “There’s a difference, Narcy.”

You can read the rest of the one-shot here || Also feel free to check out the main story

[teecupangel]

Oh jeez. Saw the far cry 6 ask, and what if Desmond was in far cry 4? Would he just be a seemingly random guy hanging with Yogi and Reggie (and tripping/seeing nirvana/isu)? Or would he be trying to live a peaceful life as a llama(??chickens?) rancher in the mountains and no one else seems to be willing to let him? Does he listen to the radio and go WTF???

The Desmond in Far Cry 6 ask for those interested.

Sooooo… I did think about Desmond becoming a rancher in the mountains and just chilling with his llamas (named Altaïr, Ezio and Ratonhnhaké:ton, one of them is a female llama XD) but then I remembered that Pagan Min is voiced by Troy Baker and, whenever Troy Baker and Nolan North are in a game together, it’s tradition for the characters they voice to have some kind of connection to one another.

This means, as someone voiced by Nolan North, Desmond is gonna have to be caught up with Pagan Min one way or another.

He could just be someone who had been raising llamas at the outskirt of Kyrat, living a peaceful life…

Until two men high up their ass decided to try and catch his llamas because they believe the llamas are pegasi that will fly them out of Kyrat even without their passport.

Desmond finds them amusing because, even in their high state, they said one of the llamas told them they can’t fly them because they don’t have passports.

One of them even threatened to kick them to death.

Desmond was betting the violent one was their high version of Altaïr. That llama fought off a goddamn bear long enough for Desmond to get there with his hunting rifle, after all.

So Yogi and Reggie starts visiting Desmond, first to apologize for trying to steal his llama and helping fix the fence they kinda tripped over and destroyed during the ‘chase’ (it was more like the llama chasing them though, their screams were what woke Desmond up after all) and, after fixing the fence, they sometimes go there to just chill and talk to Desmond while eating Desmond’s homemade meals.

Desmond is actually in Kyrat because he’s now officially retired.

He knows there’s a dictator, of course, but he also knows that the Assassins have sent someone to take care of it and Kyrat’s current political ‘standing’ makes it impossible for Abstergo to even get a foot inside.

Of course, people in Kyrat don’t trust Desmond a bit but he just stays in his small farm with his llamas, growing his own food and living a peaceful life.

… until Yogi and Reggie brought a delirious man in his farm, claiming him to be an important guest but… uuhhh… well… they may have given the man an experimental batch of their drug instead of the usual stuff and now they don’t know what’s going to happen to him and they just need Desmond to look after him while they get medicine or something, make sure he doesn’t choke on his own vomit or bite his tongue off, pleeeassee.

Desmond does this because they look really scared of the man dying and then, the following day, Reggie and Yogi returns…

With Pagan Min.

Because apparently…

The man they left with Desmond? The man’s name is Ajay.

And Pagan Min would like to personally thank Desmond for taking care of him.

When Ajay wakes up, he’s in one of the more secured buildings Pagan Min owns with a man named Desmond who has been kidnapped as well.

And he’s planning on escaping because because he’s worried about his llamas.

Ajay is there for the ride but, unfortunately…

Pagan Min does know who Desmond Miles is.

To be more exact…

The Assassin that the Brotherhood sent over?

He’s been turned to one of Pagan’s most loyal followers.

Paul Harmon.

And he’s been quite honest about who Desmond Miles is.

The only reason why Desmond was able to live a peaceful life in Kyrat is because Pagan Min didn’t care about him.

But now…

He was an honored guest who helped Ajay survive what could have been a bad case of hallucinations (not really, the worst Ajay did was mistake Desmond as his late mother) and help Pagan Min ‘rescue’ Ajay.

And the building they’re in?

It’s been modified to keep an Assassin not ‘wanting to leave’.

Cue Ajay and Desmond trying to escape this building…

All the while Pagan Min is trying to ‘bond’ with both of them.

[astro-naut9]

TRAVIS AND VERIN!! (Idk how to respond to tumblr stuff

HAHHAHAHA wellllll .... uh, Taivas and Verin... ermmm.... Okay, this is gonna be short since I could barely rp as Verin in the server because of reasons that's really not personal i just dont know how to explain thr reason BUT ANYWAY brace yourself— or not

Okay, so lets start with Verin first. Verin is basically from the Pirates Era, aka 1600s to 1700s, and had been doing typical pirate stuff since he was a little boy. He was trained for it even, but a day came when his crewmates fucked up badly. Now, he's no Captain or a first-mate. He was just some crew, a cook, and a cleaner. Despite that, he did try to warn the others of another ship. A very big ship. He told them, no don't fuck with them, and his crew was like, yea we fuckin with them. So uh, yea shit went down.

Verin survived for some reason, and since his crew all died stranded on a very big island, he decided to run away and hide. He is a coward, fyi. Pirates can't be cowards, but he's built diff 💯 ANYWAY, he found a place. Decided to get in — woopsies, it was a WITCH'S HUT!!! He got mistaken as an intruder (he is, actually, he was just in denial) and the witch cursed him and sent him to the void. BUT! The witch made a mistake so instead of sending Verin to the void, he was sent into another universe.

Boom, PRIDE SMP PH HELL YEA

Anyway, Verin dropped to Taivas' airship and passed out. Taivas got curious (poked the unconscious guy. rude) and decided to keep him for a bit. Verin woke up confused, then began bothering Taivas with questions because almost everything from the PSMP did not exist in his world. Taivas, interested from where the other came from, had agreed on a deal to help him. So the deal was that Taivas will help Verin get back to his dimension in exchange of some stuff from that universe (which, well, idrk but Verin's world is so boring actually its just ours. i guess a toaster could be an exchange).

Buuuut Verin is really, uh, idk what you call it but he goes off sometimes, disappearing and coming back. Unlike him, Taivas gets lost so he helps him out as well. Anyway, with Verin being lost, he had uh, discovered something that was about to turn his life into shit: Engineering.

Taivas was an engineer and he had watched him create some stuff from a distance. He wasn't good at it, but he was trying to learn just by looking at his friend's work. So, he set out one day to gather some materials for the ship that he was planning to build. Unfortunately, unlike his universe, there were monsters that appears during the night. So, he got in a way with one; a skeleton with wither powers (its not a wither skeleton!!!).

It hit Verin in the chest and had to call out Taivas (no phones whatsoever, but its like a walkie-talkie but message stuff. Yes, Verin knows how to read and write). Taivas took a long time trying to save him. Verin noticed something weird about his own body, and asked if Taivas sees it. Spoiler alert, he didn't. Taivas didn't see shit so Verin shrugged it off as a hallucination. BOY WAS HE WRONG!!

Anyway, that strengthened the deal. Both of them had agreed to just go live together. Verin as a former cook of a pirate crew decided to be the cook for Taivas. It uh changed the deal— Verin now cooks for Taivas as Taivas helps Verin out in finding his dimension. ANYWAY, they live together, help each other out, yada yada.

And for the deal, Taivas became a witch to understand more of witchcraft as Verin did say that a witch had cursed him to be here. Like oh wow im not inlove w u n all but i would totally learn witchcraft for u my buddy!

Then, Taivas came back home with a uh subtle change. Warden stuff. He had an obsession with it and Verin did notice but he didn't say anything about it. So then, Verin also had some changes— not subtle. There were black sharp fragments growing out of his body (theyre extra bones, actually. wither bones). Taivas noticed it and called him emo (HE IS NOT EMO!!!). He didn't get it whatsoever so he js ignored it until days passed and both of their uh, changes evident.

Taivas was more sculk-like now, with blue-ish skin infecting his body and Verin was becoming more pale and dead, with the bones becoming bigger and obvious. It was sticking out on his body but blood did not come out.

So then, Taivas had begun infecting his surroundings with sculk. Verin disappeared more frequently. Taivas missed eating his favourite (cabbage rolls) without Verin being present so he tried to look for him and stuff and then... well more to come i guess... there's already a plan for the both of them we've made but thats for another time :)

[jade-of-mourning]

guess whooooooo

so I don’t want to be agitating and I noticed you said you’ve been busy but I genuinely do not remember if I sent you an ask recently or if that was a dream?? so if I’ve been bugging you pls just ignore me I will not be offended 😭🙏🏼

the reason for my presence in your inbox today is because I was looking thru the mako tag and saw ur avatar mako snippet. I then began to experience Thoughts and decided you might enjoy if I shared them :33

what I’ve been thinking about is the possible dynamics of this au because. tragic backstory x avatar is something we didn’t quite get w korra because all her Avatar Trauma happened during the show. however,,, mako and bolin got that orphan swag

so for one I wanted to reference one of your older posts about mako and lin having a history across each other at an interrogation table. just imagine how she feels seeing the little brat (who she’s almost certain is zolt’s little prodigy) turn out to be the avatar who she now has to tolerate and work with to protect the city that never gave him shit.

and besides the early momboss and detectiveson feelings (linzin reconciliation?? kyalin reveal????) the other dynamic is just mako and republic city as a whole. this was actually kind of touched on in canon w how korra had to acclimate to the entirely different world of a revolutionizing industrial city, but instead it would be mako learning to cherish the streets that had chewed him up and spat him back out.

another reason this would be cool is bcuz it already happens in the show as well. despite mako’s character being completely abandoned after the love triangle, his becoming a cop kind of shows that he has grown to want to protect his city. being a police officer in the atla-verse means you have a real devotion to your city—under a boss like lin, you just get replaced realll quick if you don’t (eg, those two guys who pissed on mako when varrick framed him for domestic terrorism or whatever was going on there).

it also can’t be only for money, because if it was he would’ve gone back to probending; something he was just indifferent towards. anyway, what I’m trying to say is that somewhere offscreen he had that development in view as he grew to want to protect the city for more reason than that it would keep he and his brother safe. so essentially, in the avatar mako au, he goes through that development earlier, when he’s still a kid.

this would probably also affect his personality. if he was taken care of earlier on, he wouldn’t have stonewalled himself away out of distrust for the rest of the world. so basically he’s a snappy, sarcastic little bitch by canon because he never taught himself to bite his tongue or die—it also parallels him to korra (cough and katara cough) a bit more which I thought was nice.

I just totally lost my train of thought but uhhhhh,,, sorry for the long ask. hope you’re doing okay :)

much love

🐌

HI SNAILON!! i'm sure you saw my very late response but yeah dw you did not hallucinate that ask kjsdffgkjfsdh

anyway!!! i'm enjoying your avatar mako thoughts so much omg. mako and bolin really do got that Orphan Swag:tm: and i do love a good trauma backstory avatar. (still no one could ever compare to korra but shh we all know she's the most superior avatar of all time in our hearts…)

woah i forgot to think about the potential of lin & mako's relationship in the context of the au as a greater entity. aughhhhafjkhafdhk she's probably be pissed as hell at the start; i feel like tiny avatar!mako is absolutely the stiff bitter kleptomaniac sort specifically designed to get on lin beifong's nerves like no one else and that would agiatate her SO MUCH. but i think that over time as she starts to see him for what he really is and sees a little more of the good in his heart, she'll… actually she'll still treat him pretty harshly because now she doesn't like that she sees herself in him, but she has a greater amount of empathy for him and in vulnerable moments, i think that she would actually turn out to be the adult figure that mako would be most willing to seek out, surprisingly.

also yes i'm really excited to explore how mako rekindles an actually kind relationship with this halfway awful city. i really want to steep it in culture and i think i'll project my experiences in taiwan onto it because it's such a place of all time. the idea of hole in the wall restaurants that could not possibly meeting the hygiene standards and the owners are tough and impersonal but also they're the most natural people to be around, and the food is the best you've ever tasted for the cheapest price possible as you hop from sagging overhang to sagging overhand, never sitting down for a full meal but something about the perpetual motion is so comforting. anyway. republic city taiwan allegory. just really want to write about that, roughly.

i agree about the point of cop!mako :P even though i have complicated feelings about his assumption of a role that had been one of the primary institutions that enforced the system of how he and bolin lived as kids, i also think that he views it as a twisted form of redemption for himself as a child that i frankly think he doesn't have to assume moral culpability for, but i also understand that it's the sort of tangible thing that i think a guy like him would need to ever feel worthy enough of living. i have a lot of thoughts about this that i will have to condense into actual words sometime later…

i'm a big fan of mako actually getting to express his salt. i think that canon mako (and bolin, to an extent) takes a great amount of effort to restrain the Absolute Heathen that he was raised as in order to fit in with this impossible to understand high class society. (it's actually a point i'm going to explore in the fic with this version!) but yeah i feel like there's a lot of carefully trained-out language and habits that must exist in both mako and bolin who are trying so hard to not be perceived as the children they were, because their public images are very dependent on the exterior that they put out to the world. they need to be passably proper to get a fanbase which might land them support from higher up people which might land them a sponsorship which might enable their team to actually rise above as underdog which might lead them to win the pot which might let them finally build a lives for themselves. anyway. honestly avatar!mako would absolutely be hypermonitored by tenzin about his vocabulary and habits (coughing at this excerpt i wrote some time back: "He forces his breath to settle in his chest and forces himself to be grateful that he doesn't have a cigarette that he can lose himself in; he doesn't need Tenzin catching one more of his bad habits to take away from him."). but i think that in the presence of korra who will piss him off SO MUCH he won't have the same qualms about trying to fit into high class society because he'll have settled into this actual protection and stability provided to him by adults for the past several years, and he'll allow himself more to slip back into cussing her out with the vehemence of a Trained Asshole. it'd be funny trust.

i dont think i enunciated that very well but i have also had many thoughts on language and habits that mako and bolin forced themselves to eject for the sake of their precarious position in society. i think that it's also an ingrained part of them that when they're older along in life and have more stability, i like to imagine that they might end up casually incorportating back because their lives don't depend on their manners LOL. older mako would be only half the foul-mouth that his younger self was but asami would still be extremely mortified tbh. and bolin would just be COMEDY ohh

[whosmaggy]

lighting one up for my grandpa

recently watched an episode of crime patrol with my friend f. she thought the characters were gay and i thought she was. had taiwanese Doritos, they were very good. for a bit i thought of switching into a math program (love lin algebra) but idk. i think i have the obsession needed to maintain a passion for it, but i get bored so easily i would keep yoyoing between best mathmetician ever and cant even do subtraction.

had a dream where i had a penis but then it fell off. i felt immense sadness. my physics prof is incrdible kind. i had to buy a platform to do my assignments on (FOR 70 DOLLARS) i bought it a week ago and they still havent sent me my log in!! this week ive been eating soup and burritos. i wanna become a glass blower. they stars r so visible to me lately. i think they are telling me that the universe is ending.

been playing so much township (like hours everyday) cant wait til i let it. feeling deeply conected to adonis. hes just a young boy. keep deleting and then redownloading tiktok. business is not smth i stand on. got off calc 2 and orgo waitlist. wishing death upon people really does work.

during my chem lab i broke a capillary (a VERY thin glass straw) :(. a blood vessel in my eye burst so i just had the scariest looking eye for a few days. living in cities is for me. i love walking fast. slow walkers ihy please dont do this (make me walk slow) to me.

went to the club with friend s on saturday! it was very fun. i met a guy i was riffing with but idk his ig so he no longer exists and im convinced he was a joint hallucination. i smoked a cigarette with some girls while waiting for the bus. it reminded me of my grandpa. when i was younger i thought he was in my life for like 3 years but he died 6 months after i met him. i was 4 but i have so many memories of him. in the club bathroom a girl let me use her peach mango vape.

discovered how to do exponents on the samsung keyboard. climbed half the Eiffel tower (stair master). started watching high potential. love it. mentalist will always be my bb tho. im getting a new roommate. OBSESSED with talking ben!

goodnight!

love all the time,

Maggie 👁️

[lonespektr]

SEPTEMBER 30TH HORROR WATCH

Nanny (2022)

I have been trying to watch this for a week

Me and this internet tusslin chile

N e way

Senegalese immigrant to US nanny to white family

Anna diop Goddess

FIWINE ASS sinqa walls adonis

It's a horror movie because you cannot get to them through the screen

Okay so mami wata story

So far there's just weird vibes in the ytpipo house?

Sinqa (malik) is the doorman at the fancy building they start seeing each other

Annas character ( aisha) is having visual hallucinations

She has a kid back home from some guy who was messing with a bunch of school girls and now there's drama with that family

She's in the city alone but making friends with other immigrants from other African countries

And nannies

She's teaching that child french, feeding her jollof and reading her anansi the spider

Malik grandma is a wisdom, a seeer, a sensative

She has a mami wata painting and i WANT IT it's beautiful chaotic colorful

I don't have any art on my walls

Malik revealed his moms was schizophrenic and in a bad way- she passed a while ago

Failure of system for black mentally ill ppl

They not paying her what she do

The white husband just kissed her after saying he was gonna get her money shes owed

She BIT HIM!!! HA!!!

But also there was like a hallucination of herr??? Being a seducer???

Woah time jump WTF

MERMAID IN THE POOL MERMAID IN THE POOL!!!!!!

She drowning her oh she woke up back at the right time

Oh no big fight with mom

Mom mad she eating real food

Then aisha come with receipts saying it's no food in the damn house and she buys her own and subsidizes the kid lunch

Mom said you lost my kid one time (she ran off in the park for idk few mins got out into the street)

She said my bad but you still owe me a hundred dollars

Mom doesn't push really cause it was obviously an oversight kids run out of parks unlike never buying groceries for a month

She said pay me Ave ill be back

It's clear they are in a fancy house but underwater

But also choosing to stiff the nanny when they could cut another bill

Child tantrum

No what is going AWWN SIS the girl keeps disappearing

Bleeding knife bathtub she having a breakdown

Girl said she not gon tell because anansi made her flip out because

Bump bump bumm

Jealousy about the girl when her kid is not with her

Oh shit yea did the nanny cam catch it

She sent the money to get her kid the flight is there no kid

Bruh the friend watching her kid came on the plane

Her kid drowned and she never said anything

Just got on the flight to America

She seemed like was just going to dip when she got to America and never say anything

Just take the money

She jumped in the water

But malik fished her out

THAT'S IT

😮😮😮😮😮😮

DOUBLE FEATURE

A haunting in venice (2023)

"Scary stories make life less scary."

Still wtf does this guy do???

Delightful puppet show

I love old timey puppet shows

Venician masks

Games are foolish check on father pobreceito

Not her enabling the kids canoodling 🤣🤣

The costumes and set are legit

The sceance is for a dead daughter

Lol she said nemisis and not in a very sarcastic way

Medium neither big nor small

Dropped that lovely chandelier

Rats in the walls

No credit for theaterical timing

Suicide driven via the kids

Ex bf??

Literally don't understand why ppl just i would have kicked him out

No crystal ball

A type writer

Boy said I talked to ghosts and they say you are full of shit

Busted lol confederate in the chimney magic typewriter

And now the theatrics increases

I appreciate the silence during the theatrics to highlight how silly it is

They are not even addressing her subterfuge

Lol bobbing for apples

COVID

An attempted MURDER

Oop

Bruh they fucking already

Dude 🙄🙄🙄🙄 the only reason I'm watching this is for her now she dead

Lol yea she was a nurse

That woman like i hate this place bad vibes

The kid with the books insists she was a fake Ave he hears the voices

Standard who done it

It was obviously the writer from jump but once everyone is in league it's boring

The guy just not interesting enough his character is too silly to be a Sherlock type guy and the voice is silly

They tilted their hand too early for the mom

And it amounts to misogynistic tropes

A desperate mother

A charlatan woman

Yuck zero stars

Let's try again

TRIPLE FEATURE

No Exit

Rehab

The self absorption of addiction

Rehab or jail

Mom sick

She busted out/ stole a car

Storm hit

Local community center opens up

She found the girl in the truck

Already promised to get her out

Dennis haysbert has been outside twice and woke be the prime suspect

What's wrong with BS?

Lol you never played BS ?

Bruh what that's not how you play

It's an allowable variation though

The problem with this variation of the game is if you flop back and forth it's easier to spot a liar and easier to keep track whereas if you go in order you would have to remember what was played 52 cards ago

She's trying to get intel on everyone via the card game

The weirdo stereotype has an explosion loosing at cards

She decides it's him and tries to dial 911

No one has had service the whole time obvs snow storm

So so busts into the car

The girl has a medical band but i didn't catch it

The guy busts in but she is very small and hides under junk in the big ass creeper truck

He's talking violent

Until he leaves

He has a gun

This guy seems borderline

He finally notices the footprints from the van

The issue is

Dennis haysbert character is ex military and now that she knows it's not him why didn't she just tell him as soon as she found out???

Fake kiss to throw him off the scent

Okay she told the young man

He still thinks it's her though

Why wouldn't they tell the ex military man

Knew it was him from jump obvs the attractive one 🙄🙄

Upset the stereotypical mentally disturbed guy is involved though

They did play it that they didn't know each other the whole time though

Why would her silly butt not just go back into the main room with them??

There's something to be said about addiction and being alone and not asking for help

Okay second time silence being afraid to reach out for help has resulted in someone not being rescued

Yea this is literally just an inability to reach out

The girl dips and they use our protag as bait to smoke her out but it's a literal snow storm they can't find her

Mr and ms common sense go outside and find the girl

So now the protag the nurse the ex military have the girl

But the girl is half frozen and needs her meds now it's a stand off

The kidnappers threatening to burn the center down they got a gas can

Completely plausible i have a gas can in my lil car they got a old van goin over a mountain

These boys are being put up to by their uncle (not actual foster dad)

OMG she's in on it

Apparently the girl is a little shit

And the wife is a maid for the rich family

The marine gambled all their money away

Like the house and everything

Another everyone's in on it

But in a better way

They are trafficking the kid

Boom he shot everybody quick

Knew he would get popped, too useful

The ex nurse current maid

Nailed gunned her to the wall ooof

Like in the wrist though major artery

Brutal

I'm 100% for the attractive guy being the villain but also two murders is hot like you gotta be a real sociopath for that or very disregulated he wasn't either they should have like advertised that a bit

Ooof

Just got a text her mom died

I think he thought that would break her but this dumbass doesn't realize that just freed her up to be wreckless

Nothing to live for

Her pending texts obvs went out when the mom text came in

About the kidnappers to her sis

Lol not snorting the coke she found in the car as a pain numbing agent

Shes free

He really does care about his brother

She's holding him hostage

WHOA the lil girl swiped at him holding the nail gun it went off hit the brother in the head

Woah now it's getting silly he tripped on the blood of the other two bodies face planted and the nail went in the rest of the way

Cop arrived

Her dumbass (or coked up ass) shot him while the cop was there so obviously he shot her

Shes a bad shot the brother shoots the cop

He goes back to finish protag but she knofes him

(after some more implied sexual assault via gun)

Protag should be dead but she is on coke so maybe not feeling too much

She radioed for help i would say they would have found them anyway the cop would be missing but possibly not before they all bled out/ froze to death

48 days rehab now

Her sister finally visits after a month under her belt

Fin