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"Sun and Rain Part 2: Age of the Empire"

Chapter 44

"Deadlock"

A "Bad Batch" fanfic!

Pairing: Hunter x fem OC, Echo (more best friend pairing)

A/N: Back again, quicker than I anticipated! 😊

One quick announcement: after this chapter, there will be one more and then Part 2: Age of the Empire will officially be concluded! After that, we will be moving on to Part 3 of Sun and Rain, which will oversee the events of Bad Batch season 2 😁 I'm looking forward to getting to that part of the show, I've got some fun and interesting things planned for y'all! Just wanted to give you all a heads up that that's coming soon and I hope a lot of you will continue down this journey with me 😊

A huge thanks to my bestie, @l-lend , for helping me out a lot with some things throughout this chapter! You really saved me!

With that said, I know left y'all on a pretty jaw-dropping cliffhanger last time, so let's get on with it, shall we? 😁

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《 Chapter 43

》 Chapter 45

All parts (Part 2) (Part 1)

Explanation: Kimber's world has been shaken by a new revelation from the mercenary, Deadlock, but she still has a mission to finish with her friends.

The silence and astonished tension in the air of the fortress was so palpable, anyone could’ve reached out and felt it with their bare fingertips. For a moment, no one knew what to say or do in reaction to what had just been revealed.

Kimber’s father, Terren Sallaros, was actually alive…and he was the mercenary known as Deadlock.

Finally, Hondo broke the silence, “Well, this is quite an unexpected turn of events, isn’t it? You never told me you had a daughter, Deadlock.”

In response, Deadlock said nothing. He could only continue to stare in shock at Kimber.

“I most certainly did not expect it to be this young lady, of all people, either,” added Hondo.

“Enough, Ohnaka,” stated Jovad. Then he walked towards the group, completely ignoring Kimber and her father, and approached Kida. “My business is with you, not anyone else. You must come with me,” he said to her, taking her arm.

She roughly wrenched her arm out of his grasp and replied, “Not until I see Kori and Sami.”

“Your niece will come later. Your son is right here,” said Jovad, pressing a button on a device on his wrist, which made the floating container levitate over towards them. He tapped another button and it opened up, revealing Kori inside holding a blanket. He immediately smiled upon seeing his mother.

“Kori!” Kida gasped, instinctively reaching down to grab him, but Jovad moved himself between her and the container, closing it as he did so, which made Kori start to cry. Hearing her son’s cries and being unable to do anything about it caused her rage to build even more. Glaring at Jovad, she threatened him, “Give him to me this instant, you monster, or I swear, I will--”

“It's like I told you before, my dear: anger is so unbecoming of you. Besides, you’re in no position to make demands. I hold all the cards here,” he cut her off.

Then Lex cried out, “You won’t for long!”

Giving no attention to her, Jovad said to Kida, “Now, you will come with me. We must get you ready.”

“Ready for what?” Kida asked, unamused.

Jovad smirked. “Our wedding, of course.” Her eyes flashed with fury, but he spoke before she could, “Come quietly or I will have to resort to desperate measures to get you to comply.” Then he reached over and gave a pat on the container, where her baby’s muffled cries could still be heard, silently indicating those desperate measures would involve her son.

Kida looked like she wanted to be sick, realizing the situation at hand. There was no way she was going to marry Jovad, but he was now threatening Kori and she couldn’t risk anything happening to her son either. She despised everything about this with a burning passion.

Then she heard Rina tell her, “Just go, Kida. Everything’s gonna be fine.”

When their gazes met, Rina gave Kida a reassuring bow of the head and, at the same time, she subtly held up two fingers perpendicular to the corner of her eye. Kida recognized it as one of their hand signals for a particular Koriena Force battle strategy, as did Kimber who happened to look at Rina in that same moment. Seeing that Rina already had a plan brought Kida a light sense of comfort; enough to give her the courage to go along with what Jovad wanted for the time being. Trusting Rina as well as her other friends to have her back when the time came, Kida relented with a heavy sigh and just nodded to Jovad.

With that, he signalled with his head to a couple of the other pirates to take her away. As she was led out of the room, Jovad turned back to the rest and ordered, “Hondo, you and your men go finish preparing. Everything must be perfect.” Then he looked to Kimber’s father. “I will leave you to your…family business, Deadlock, but be sure you have it all settled by the time my bride is ready.” Then he turned on his heel and walked after Kida, bringing the floating pram along with him.

Hondo sighed loudly and grumbled, running a hand over his face, “I’m the Captain of a notorious band of pirates and here I am, being reduced to a wedding decorator.” Then he clapped his hands and announced, “You heard him, men! Get to work!” As all the other pirates scattered and left the room, Hondo also exited with them, leaving the rest of the Koriena Force, the Bad Batch, Kimber and her father alone.

At last, Terren finally spoke to his daughter, asking, “Kimber, what are you doing here?”

Her eyes nearly burst from their sockets at that question. “What am I doing here?” she repeated, flabbergasted. “You’re supposed to be dead!”

His eyebrows furrowed. “What are you talking about? I was never dead,” he replied, “but you had been taken by the Tuskens. I thought you were dead.”

“No!” she cried back, exasperated.

“What made you think I was dead?” he then asked.

Gesturing to the Clones behind her, she explained, “My friends here rescued me from the Tuskens. Once I recovered, I went back home…our house was burned down and you and Mom were inside.”

Just then, Echo spoke up behind her, “Kimber…this was not the man we found inside the house.”

She looked back at him for a moment and saw looks on the other Clones’ faces, confirming that what he said was true. It was then, she remembered…she had never gone inside her house. After going back, she couldn’t bring herself to go in and see what terrible things awaited. Instead, the Clones had gone in for her and had buried who they found behind the house.

She never saw the bodies.

Then she turned back to Terren. “If that wasn’t your body they found…then who was in the house with Mom?” she questioned, trepidation in her voice. “And where were you? If you weren’t there, how did you know about my abduction?”

“That doesn’t matter right now,” he responded. Then a sad smile crept up on his lips and his eyes welled up with tears. “What matters is you’re alive and we’ve been brought together again.” Then he reached out and pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly. “I thought I had lost you forever.”

Kimber didn’t know how she should react. Any other time, she would’ve broken down in happy tears and embraced her father back immediately, but something about how he avoided her questions didn’t feel right. That and the fact he still had been the one to kidnap her friends’ child. As much as she didn’t want to, she had to deal with that first.

She uncomfortably pulled away from him and said, “Hold on, you still kidnapped a child; the son of my friends, no less. I can’t just overlook that right now. Why would you do such an awful thing?”

His gaze averted to the ground. “I only did it because Jovad paid me handsomely to do it,” he shamefully admitted.

Stunned at that response, Kimber said back, “You cannot be serious, Dad. How could you?”

“I’m sorry, pateesa,” he said, calling her “sweetie” in Huttese. “I didn’t have much choice.”

“You always have a choice,” she told him back, not even hiding her disappointment in her face and her voice. “I thought you were better than this. My father raised me to do what’s right and fight for the people I care about. That’s not who I see in front of me.”

“You don’t know the full story,” he tried to justify.

Hunter stepped up, a displeased look on his face, and stated, “I guess you’d better start talking, then.”

Terren, however, didn’t seem thrilled at Hunter butting in. He gave Hunter a disgruntled look, but then said to Kimber, “Could we move this somewhere private?”

“No,” Kimber immediately replied. “I’m not going anywhere here without my squad, not even with you.”

“You don’t trust your own father?” Terren questioned her.

She blinked and then her eyes widened in disbelief. “You stole my friend’s baby,” she emphasized. “Not to mention you’re working for a scandalous pirate who cannot be trusted. What in any of that would give me cause to trust you?”

He heaved a heavy sigh. “I am sorry for what I have done to your friend, but--”

“Are you?” Hunter inquired, cutting him off. “If your daughter wasn’t here, I don’t think you’d actually be sorry for what you’ve done.”

Now irritated a little more, Terren looked at him and rebuttaled, “Listen, son, I don’t know who you are, but you have no right to judge me here.”

“I have every right,” Hunter snapped back, “especially when I’ve been the one who has cared for her and been by her side for over a year; when it was my squad who freed her from the Tuskens and took her in when she had nothing left and we’re the ones who have been looking after her all this time.”

Then Echo interjected, “You don’t know what she endured; the torture she suffered from the Tuskens and the pain from losing her home and family, but we do. She was a captive for so long, she lost count of the days. If you’ve been alive all this time, why did you never try to find her?”

“Of course, I tried,” Terren responded, “but the Tuskens are difficult to find and even if you do find them, they’re dangerous to go up against.”

“They weren’t a problem for us,” said Hunter, “and we rescued Kimber easily.”

“Guys, I don’t think this is helping matters,” Irys tried to intervene.

“Nah, let ‘em be. I wanna see how this goes,” Rina opposed, an amused and slightly eager look in her eyes.

Terren once again released a heavy breath, collecting himself, before asking Hunter in a calmer tone, “What is your name, son?”

“Hunter, sir,” the Sergeant answered.

“Hunter,” Terren repeated, “I am Terren Sallaros. I appreciate what you have done for my daughter when I was unable to be there for her. It means more to me than you can possibly know. After today, though, you won’t have anything more to worry about.”

That made Kimber concerned as well as everyone else. “What does that mean?” she asked him.

He turned to her and told her, “Once everything is concluded here, you won’t have to stay with this group anymore. You and I can leave this place together, return to Tatooine and rebuild our old life. We'll be a proper family again.”

That statement made Kimber’s blood run cold and the others were stunned to hear such a proposition. The thought of Kimber leaving them was unimaginable, but now that choice could potentially be a reality now that circumstances had changed. This was her father, but even still…a bit selfishly, no one wanted her to accept his offer.

After a brief silence, Kimber said to her father, “Dad, I…at one point in time, that would’ve been everything I ever wanted…but…I can’t do that now.”

Terren reared back slightly, astonished at her response. The others all perked up gladly, surprised at hearing her actually refuse.

“I have my own life now,” she went on. “I’ve found a new family with these Clones and these ladies behind me. I even found love.” She reached over and took Hunter’s hand to further prove her point to her father, who glanced down skeptically at their joined hands. She kept going, her confidence and conviction building even more, “I’ve been trained as a soldier who once served the Republic and fought in the Clone Wars and now, I’m fighting against the Empire with my friends. These Clones and these women who have trained me and taken care of me have shaped me into the woman I am now…and all of that is what brought me here to Florrum. I came here to help Kida, my friend, rescue her baby that you kidnapped. You claim you want you and I to be a proper family again, but I can’t forget what you’ve done here. That betrays any trust I might have had in you...and I still don’t know what other crimes you’ve committed in our time apart.” She took a step back from Terren so she was shoulder to shoulder with Hunter. “I'm sorry, Dad…but I'm not going anywhere with you and we're going to bring you to justice for what you've done.”

“You tell him, boss lady,” said Rina.

His eye twitched slightly at Rina’s remark, but he ignored it and persisted, saying, “Please, pateesa, consider what you’re saying. You can't really think of staying with these people forever, not when you still have me.”

“I haven't had you for over a year and I've been just fine,” Kimber stated back. “I've gone through things you couldn't imagine and survived it all without you. Your boss, Hondo, even captured me and sold me in a black market auction.”

Terren's eyes grew larger hearing that. “He did what?”

She nodded. “It's true. Luckily, I had the nous to put out a distress signal without his knowledge, which resulted in me being rescued from him.”

“How did he capture you?” he then inquired.

Rolling her eyes, but choosing to still entertain the question anyway, she told him, “We were on Alderaan and I stumbled across his crew making a spice deal, so they took me.”

“You were alone?”

“I was.”

Terren shook his head. “You were put in danger and your so-called friends didn't even protect you from being captured.”

Kimber blinked in surprise, realizing what her father was thinking. “Wait, no, that's not--”

“Not only that, but making you a soldier when you were an untrained civilian was highly irresponsible and they have continually endangered you by doing so, throwing you into battles and awful situations like that,” he went on. “As your father, I cannot stand for this.”

“That's not your decision to make,” Lex said firmly. “Kimber chose all of that on her own and she's done a lot of good in becoming a soldier.”

“She's right,” added Irys. “Kimber is the reason we're all together and she helped save a bunch of Clones who had been captured by anti-Clone extremists, including the ones present here. She's aided in successfully thwarting several Separatist and Imperial operations.”

Then Omega spoke up, “Most of us wouldn't be here if it weren't for her. She's amazing and part of our squad. You can't just take her away from us.”

Terren looked down at her, perplexed at seeing her, and then questioned, “Your squad even brings young children on missions?”

“I'll tell you the same thing I told Kida's father: she's one of the best shots in this room,” Kimber retaliated. “At least I actually look after the kids in my care instead of kidnapping them.”

Her father groaned loudly. “Kimber, I already apologized for that.”

Immediately, Kimber shot back, “First of all, your apology was not genuine and I didn't believe it for a second. Second, even if it was, that doesn't suddenly absolve you of the crime. Thirdly, I'm not the one you should be apologizing to. That would be Kida, the baby's mother, who deserves it, but even still, I don't think you meant it anyway.”

Then Tech voiced his thoughts, “If you truly are remorseful over your actions, then you can prove it by helping us reclaim the child.”

“He's right,” Kimber agreed. She looked at her father pleadingly and implored him, “If you help us get Kori back, then I'll consider giving you another chance. I'm sure the father I know and love is still inside you deep down. Surely, he must be. Please, Dad…help us.”

Terren, however, sadly just shook his head. “I can't do that.”

His response disappointed her, but at the same time, given everything she'd just learned about her father, she unfortunately wasn't all that surprised. “Just as I thought,” she said, crossing her arms. “You can't claim you're sorry and then do nothing to rectify what you've done…especially when you're being given the chance to.”

That didn't seem to sit well with him as his expression went hard and he sternly reprimanded her, “It's not your place to lecture me, Kimber.”

Rina impulsively released a loud laugh in response. “If that's not the Quacta calling the Stifling slimy,” she remarked. “As if you have the right to lecture her either.”

“Enough,” said Hunter, hoping to de-escalate the situation somewhat. Then he turned to Terren and calmly said, “You still haven't answered Kimber's questions from earlier. Who was in the house with Sonya and what happened to you when Kimber was captured? You owe her an explanation.”

Kimber cracked a small smile at the fact that Hunter remembered her mother's name.

Terren’s jaw clenched briefly in response to Hunter's persistence, but then he relented, his face and shoulders relaxing. Though, his expression looked shameful. “I'm not proud of what happened that day,” he said, his voice low.

Kimber could feel her spirit sinking right then. She didn't like that. “What happened, Dad?” she asked trepidly.

For a moment, he said nothing, clearly fighting inwardly with himself on what to say.

“I was outside when the Tuskens came, but I know I heard two sets of screams in the house, a man and a woman,” she went on. “Who was with Mom if it wasn't you?”

Her father inhaled sharply before answering, “It was Sonya’s brother.”

“Uncle Daksen?!” Kimber nearly shouted. “How?!”

“He had come by while you were outside and he was getting ready to go out and see you when the Tuskens arrived,” said Terren. “He fought hard to protect your mother, but in the end…it wasn’t enough.”

Something about that statement didn’t sit well with Echo, so he raised his voice and pointed out, “You said ‘he fought hard’ to protect her. What about you?”

“I too noticed that particular detail,” Tech put in. “What transpired that prevented you from protecting your own wife?”

Kimber found her breath getting caught in her throat in anxious anticipation of whatever explanation her father was about to give. She had also noticed what he’d said about her uncle protecting her mother. What was that supposed to mean? Why had he not been the one to protect her when it mattered most?

What had truly happened that day?

Terren said nothing for a short moment and turned his gaze away, which only heightened Kimber’s anxiety. “Don’t you dare stay quiet on me now, Dad. Answer them and tell me the truth,” she demanded, her voice trembling.

He then exclaimed in frustration, “I ran!”

Everyone gasped immediately.

Kimber’s whole body lost all warmth and feeling. She didn’t want to believe it. It couldn’t be true…it just couldn’t be…but she had heard it all from his own mouth.

Her father, the man who had vowed to protect their family from all harm; the man who had raised her, taught her to be a righteous young woman and to fight for what she thought to be right and for everyone she loved…when her family needed him the most…had run away?

“You abandoned your own family?” Rina questioned, a growl in her voice.

“How could you?!” Wrecker demanded, his teeth gritting together and glaring at Terren like he was about to bash his head in.

Kimber wanted to voice her own thoughts and feelings; to cry and scream in anger, tackle her father to the ground and punch him over and over and over again until he could no longer move…but she found she lacked all ability to speak or do anything. She was too much in shock to will herself to move or form a coherent thought.

Then Terren opened his mouth again and explained to Kimber, “The Tusken Raiders invaded our home and were swift in their attacks. Daksen was closest and they went for him first. He fought bravely, but was taken down quickly. I had never witnessed death before and seeing my wife’s brother be slain before my eyes…I was frightened and all I could think to do was get out of the house. I grabbed your mother and tried to get her away, but she was pulled from my grasp. Instead of fighting to free her…I only thought of myself and just…ran away.” Once again, he turned away and closed his eyes, clenching his jaw tightly. “Sonya’s screams have haunted me even to this day. Every waking moment of every day. I knew she didn’t survive the attack…and when I later returned home, you, my sweet daughter, were gone and the house was destroyed. I couldn’t bring myself to even look upon the bodies of Sonya and Daksen, not after what I had done, which is why you had found them there. I tried to find you, pateesa, but was met with nothing. Eventually, I supposed that you also had been killed by the Tuskens, so I left Tatooine. My shame and sorrow drove me to madness. I lost all feeling and sense of righteousness. I didn’t care what I did in order to survive…which is why I am the man you see now.”

“You’re no man,” spat Lex.

“Real men don’t desert those in their charge,” Tech added.

Once again, Terren didn’t seem to give any thought to what the others were saying to him and kept his eyes on Kimber, who still had yet to react at all. She was gaping silently at him, her eyes emanating shock and pain. Her chest and shoulders were heaving up and down with every heavy breath she released.

Before anyone else got a chance to say anything, a door opened nearby and some of the other pirates, including Hondo, came into the room. Seeing this, Hunter moved closer to Kimber, put his arms around her shoulders, pulled her close and said in her ear, “I know you’re hurting right now, sweetheart, but we need you to pull yourself together. We need to help Kida and complete the mission.”

Kimber blinked a couple times, bringing herself back to reality and out of her shocked stupor. He was right. They were there for Kida and to rescue Kori and Sami. Even though her mind and body were being flooded with sorrow and anger, she couldn’t let that cloud her judgement right now. She was a leader here as much as Hunter; she needed to be clear-headed and present for what was to come.

She would deal with Deadlock later.

“Deadlock!” Hondo cried out as he walked over. “Jovad is almost ready for the ceremony to begin.”

“What does he need me there for?” Terren inquired, irritated at Hondo’s interruption.

Hondo replied with a shrug, “He supposed that you would want to be with your daughter, so he has assigned you and the rest of my men to guard her and her friends during the ceremony. Make sure they don’t cause any trouble.”

That made Wrecker chuckle aloud. “If you think you’re not going to get trouble from any of us, then you’ve got another thing coming,” he said in response.

The other pirates with Hondo all then surrounded the two squads and pointed their weapons at them. Then Hondo, coming up beside Terren, stated, his voice now low and ominous, “If you value the lives of the Firestar woman and her child, then you will all remain silent and let this wedding go off without a hitch. Is that clear?”

Keeping an intense lock on Hondo’s gaze, Kimber said back, “Clear as kyber.”

“Good. Glad to see you are being sensible, little tooka,” he replied with a pleased grin before turning around and leading the way.

Giving one last glance at Kimber, Terren proceeded to put his ornate helmet back over his head and walked after Hondo.

As the rest of them followed, Kimber made eye contact with Rina and gave her an affirming nod, having caught sight of her hand gesture to Kida earlier and on board with the plan. Then she gave the same subtle gesture--two fingers held up perpendicular to the corner of her eye--to Lex and Irys behind her, who also bowed their heads in understanding, before following her boys’ lead and putting her helmet back over her head. Then she gently nudged Hunter in the arm and gave him one of their own Clone Force 99 hand signals, suggesting a plan that she thought would correspond well with the plan the Koriena Force had in place.

Noticing her hand gesture, he replied in a quiet voice so the pirates wouldn’t hear, “Plan 46? Are you sure?”

“Trust me,” she whispered back.

After that, they kept quiet as they were led into the next room, which was just as spacious as the previous one, but this one also had an upper level with balconies looking over the room. A large, translucent window high up on the back wall let in a fair amount of light into the room, as well. The rest of the area was littered with tons of steel crates and stacked metal storage containers, but was oddly decorated with strange, multicolored exotic flowers around the room and a shabby makeshift altar. It was definitely clear to everyone that the pirates that inhabited this base were not properly equipped to manage a wedding, of all things. Either that or Jovad had gone incredibly cheap on the decorations, despite wanting everything to be “perfect”. Jovad was standing at the altar, his hands clasped behind his back, and Kori’s closed pram levitated beside him.

“Glad you all could join us. Please gather…the bride is about to enter,” he said, a sly grin on his face.

The doors slid shut behind them and they heard the locks activate, which meant they weren’t going anywhere. The pirates and Deadlock surrounded the Clones and the ladies in a circle just as from around a corner, Kida came strolling into the room. She was no longer in her leather combat armor and instead was now in an elaborate wedding dress. Judging by the style of the dress, it was clear to everyone where Jovad’s attention had been in planning this wedding. It was floor-length with long, ruffled sleeves and a low neckline that landed just above her chest and exposed her shoulders, but had sheer fabric that covered her shoulders and came up into a ruffled collar around her neck. Her magenta hair was done up in a fancy updo with a short veil pinned underneath it just barely hit her shoulders. On both of her wrists were large, silver bangle bracelets that almost resembled handcuffs. She was obviously uncomfortable as she came in, looking like she didn’t want to be there at all. Even when she locked eyes with her friends, her demeanor didn’t change much. Then seeing Jovad along with the container with Kori inside, she went from annoyed to full of rage as she approached the altar.

“You look dazzling, my sweet,” Jovad complimented her, looking her over.

“Are you serious?” Kida asked in return, not pleased in the slightest. “This is probably the worst dress you could’ve picked out. This isn’t even remotely my style…and ruffles? For someone who seems to pride himself on fashion, you clearly missed that no one likes ruffles.”

Casually, he just responded, “I’m sure you’ll grow to love it by the end of this. Now, shall we continue?”

Kida growled through clenched teeth.

Then Hondo took his place by them at the altar and began the ceremony. “Ladies and gentlemen, we are all gathered here--albeit not really by choice--to witness the joining of Jovad Cho and Kida Firestar in matrimony. As Captain of the Ohnaka Gang, I, Hondo Ohnaka, have the power to officiate this ceremony. I could go on about love and happiness and blah, blah, blah, but I have no intention of doing so. Especially since I’m fairly sure that there isn’t a single ounce of love between these two to begin with.”

“On with it, Hondo,” Jovad chided him, irritated, while Kida snickered with amusement.

*All right, all right,” Hondo relented. “Do you, Jovad Cho, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded bride?”

Smugly, Jovad replied, “I do.”

“And do you, Kida Firestar, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?” asked Hondo.

“Not even if he were the last man alive,” Kida said back with sass, which displeased Jovad quite a bit as he glared at her. “You’ve wasted your time, Jovad, and I’ve won anyway. I only went along with this to stall for time. My father recorded your transmission and by now, he’s given it over to the Pantoran Assembly. They’ll see you for who you truly are and all your power and status will be ripped away from you.”

Jovad's eyes went fiery and his whole body shook with anger. “Curse you…curse you, Firestar!” he bellowed.

Pouting her lips, she mocked him, “Oh, anger is so unbecoming of you.” Then she smirked at him. “It's over, Jovad, and I'm taking my son and niece back.”

“Niece? You mean the other Pantoran kid?” Hondo asked. “Someone else already took her.”

Immediately, a wave of tension seemed to sweep over the room.

“What…?” Kida questioned, her voice low yet full of building rage.

While Jovad had a panicked look, Hondo went on to divulge, “Yes, Deadlock got her, but then another bounty hunter swooped in and snatched her from under our noses. We have no idea who and where they took her.”

“Shut up, Ohnaka!” Jovad blurted out.

“Blast it,” Kimber hissed under her breath. Sami was still missing and now, they were back to square one with no leads or ways of finding her.

Rina took notice of the absolute fury in Kida’s expression and she could also sense it strongly through the Force. “Mom's about to blow,” she warned her companions.

“We need to act now, Hunter,” Kimber whispered urgently to the Sergeant.

“Copy that,” he replied. Then he called out, “Bad Batch, Plan 46!”

“Get down!” Kimber cried to the ladies behind her before dropping to the ground along with Tech, Echo and Omega.

As Rina, Lex and Irys followed suit and hit the deck, Wrecker let out a battle yell and grabbed the nearest pirate, making them cry out in terror. Then he proceeded to spin around in a circle, swinging the pirate by the legs out in front of him and taking out all of the other pirates that had surrounded them all with a loud thud each as their bodies collided before hitting the floor. Deadlock, however, was quicker and leapt out of the way before he got hit, taking cover behind a nearby stack of containers.

With the pirates temporarily out of their way, Kimber then cried, “Koriena Force, Stone Skip!”

Taking that as her cue to act, Kida moved ever so swiftly, socking a caught off guard Jovad in the throat, which made him collapse, and then kicking Hondo in the chest away from her. Then she grabbed the floating pram and pushed it as hard as she could towards the others. Jovad attempted to yell, but his vocal cords failed him after being throat punched.

“Cover the girls!” ordered Hunter to the Clones as they all got back up and drew their weapons.

Seeing the action, the disoriented pirates quickly collected themselves, picked up their weapons and prepared for a fight as they positioned themselves either in the open or behind the crates.

Rina used the Force to pull the container to her while Lex and Irys got to their feet and ran for the door. Then Rina pushed the pram back in their direction. Lex stopped after a few feet, intercepted the container and, still keeping with its momentum, sent it floating over to Irys, dodging a blaster shot as she did so. Irys positioned herself in front of the pram, drawing a blaster in a defensive position.

As the pirates began to fire on them, the Clones and the Koriena Force all ducked behind the various crates throughout the room for cover from the incoming blaster fire.

“Where is Rex? He should be here by now,” said Lex.

“He has our coordinates. He'll find us,” Kimber reassured her before looking back from around her cover and firing a couple more shots.

Withdrawing her rope dart, Rina commented, “He'd better ‘cause we're sitting Mynocks in here.” Then she jumped out into the open and started thrusting her rope dart back and forth, hitting the pirates and knocking them off their feet as she spun the rope around her dexterously.

As Kimber kept firing at the pirates, she was suddenly yanked back by her arm behind the stacked crates she was next to. For a second, she expected to see Hunter trying to protect her, but instead found herself looking at Deadlock.

“What are you doing?” she demanded.

“This is our chance,” he stated. “If we go now, we can escape together. We can start everything over.”

Kimber could not believe that he had the nerve to make such a proposal to her. “No!” she cried, pulling her arm free from his grip. “Never in a million years would I go anywhere with you.”

He shook his head. “Kimber, we’re family. Families must stick together.”

Disdainfully, she shoved him away from her with great force. “Don’t you dare say that to me when you were the one who literally abandoned his wife and daughter when we needed you most!” she nearly shouted. “Mom and Daksen are dead because of you. I was captured by the Tuskens, put through unimaginable tortures and scarred for life because of you. Don’t speak to me of family.” She inhaled sharply through her teeth and tried to calm herself. She had to keep her head and keep focused on the task at hand. In a quieter tone yet not lacking in contempt, she said to him conclusively, “You are a pathetic, low-life coward…and you are not my father. As far as I’m concerned, my father died the same day as my mother. I want nothing to do with you anymore, Deadlock. My real family needs me.”

Not giving him another thought, Kimber jumped out from behind her cover and ran for another set of crates on the other side of the room, taking more shots as she ran.

Back at the altar, Kida had pulled a blaster out from a hidden thigh-holster underneath her skirts and aimed it at Jovad, who was still on the ground catching his breath. “Call off these pirates now or I won’t hesitate to blast you right here, right now.”

“You would shoot a defenseless man?” he challenged her.

“If that man is you, then yes,” she shot back.

“I don’t think so,” he replied. “You think you’ve won, but I am the one who still holds the winning card.”

He then pressed another button on his wrist and the bracelets Kida wore suddenly lit up with electricity, shocking her and causing her to drop her blaster with a pained cry. Then he hit another switch on his wrist and her legs buckled as her bracelets pulled her down to the floor by the wrists, magnetizing themselves to the ground.

Then he picked up Kida’s blaster, pointed it at Kida who was now on her knees before him, and yelled loudly, looking towards her friends, “Drop your weapons! All of you!”

Hunter heard him and, realizing the threat, held up an arm to signal everyone to stop firing. They all obliged immediately once they saw the blaster aimed at Kida.

“Get Kori out of here!” she called over her shoulder.

Irys was just about to shoot the control panel by the doors to unlock them and run out with the pram, but Jovad suddenly spoke up, “You really thought I would make it that easy for you?” He then pressed a button on his wrist again and the pram opened up next to Irys. Her heart fell as she looked down inside.

The pram was empty.

“He’s not here!” she cried out.

Everyone else was stunned, but Kida was quick to yell at Jovad, “Where is my baby?!”

He merely laughed and pointed a finger, saying, “Look up.”

She turned her gaze to where his finger was pointing, as did everyone else, and they all watched with trepidation as Deadlock suddenly appeared on the upper balcony, holding Kori in his arms, who so innocently was looking around wide-eyed at his surroundings.

“You see, I knew you would try something like this,” Jovad stated to Kida, “so I had an auxiliary plan already in mind.”

While he kept talking about his brilliant sleight of hand with the baby, Kimber had the thought to take a shot at Deadlock to get him to drop Kori, but there would be no one to catch him. Even so, the thought of shooting at her own father made her sick to her stomach, despite everything she’d learned about him. Then the thought came to her that maybe she could shoot at Jovad’s wrist and hit the remote that kept Kida magnetized to the ground. However, that was going to be a very close shot to make, especially with him moving his arms so much. She was caught between a rock and a hard place: should she help Kori or should she help Kida? She didn’t know what to do and she hated feeling like she needed to do something, but every choice was too risky. She couldn’t rely on anyone else to help either in the moment since they all once again had weapons pointed at them and they didn’t want to risk Jovad doing anything to Kida either since he too still held a blaster to her head.

The situation was truly at a standstill.

“You’re a monster and a coward, Jovad!” Kida then cried out.

“Seems like this room is full of cowards,” said Rina, stealing a harsh glare up at Deadlock.

“Be quiet, small woman,” Jovad ordered her, which only made Rina grit her teeth angrily. “If any of you wish to see Kida or her child unharmed, then you will all put away your weapons, get yourselves back in a nice, orderly fashion and--”

Crash!

Everyone jumped in surprise as all of a sudden, the large window up behind Deadlock burst open and shattered, shards of broken glass, dust and debris flying everywhere. They all turned their faces away and shielded their heads with their arms, except for Kida, who just had to bend down as low as she could to avoid the glass pieces. Just as everyone looked up to see what was happening, a cable with a grappling hook shot out from inside the dust cloud, missing Deadlock by a few inches as the hook latched onto a bar on the ceiling. Then a second later, someone came flying out of the dust cloud, holding onto a blaster at the end of the cable that was starting to reel up. They dropped a kick directly into Deadlock’s chest and swept Kori up into their other arm simultaneously as they soared over the balcony, released the cable and then landed smoothly back on the ground.

It was Captain Rex.

Kida let out a happy gasp, nearly crying tears of joy at seeing him finally arrive.

“More Clones?” exclaimed Hondo, who had been hiding behind a support beam under the balcony.

“You guys are in for it now!” Wrecker remarked through a hearty chuckle as some of the others cheered.

The pirates who they were fighting all froze in place, wondering what was going on, and watched everything unfold in front of them.

In that moment, they heard a thud and a cry from Deadlock as he suddenly went tumbling backwards over the railing. However, he still managed to land on his feet. Up on the balcony, an unexpected second figure leapt over the railing down to the ground to join the others:

Captain Gregor.

“Looks like we made it just in time,” he said with a squeaky snicker as he aimed his weapon at Deadlock.

Relieved at seeing them there and that Rex now had Kori, Kimber had the answer to her earlier conundrum. However, it would take a bit more finesse to hit Jovad’s wrist remote since the way he was facing partially obscured it from her view. Though, in a split second, she knew what she could do. Reaching back on her belt, she took out one of Crosshair’s old reflector discs and, as Jovad started to yell out about what was going on, she threw it at a spot on the wall she calculated would get her a precise hit. Once it stuck to the wall, she swiftly raised up her sniper rifle, lined up the shot almost instantly and fired. The bolt hit the disc at an angle, which sent it ricocheting in another direction and it hit Jovad square in the wrist, eliciting sparks from the remote and a yelp of both surprise and pain from him as he clutched at it.

The second the remote got hit, the magnetization of Kida’s bracelets went away and she was freed. Immediately, Kida jumped to her feet, grabbed Jovad by the arm, ripped her blaster out of his hand and then proceeded to impressively body slam him to the ground with a loud yell. He groaned in pain from the impact and didn’t move for a moment as she aimed the blaster down at him.

“Nice shot, Kimber,” she commented over her shoulder, giving Kimber a wink.

Kimber simply gave her a two-fingered salute in return.

As Rex came up beside Kida and holstered his blaster, Kori babbling in his arm, Jovad looked up at him and cried out, a growl in his voice, “How dare you interfere here! Who even are you?”

Rex reached up and removed his helmet, a death glare meeting Jovad’s gaze as he looked back at him. In an instant, Jovad took notice of the same blonde hair and brown eyes as the little boy and realization struck him like a blaster shot through the gut.

With a steadfast voice, Rex gave his simple answer: “I’m Kori’s father.”

To say Jovad was afraid in that moment would’ve been an understatement. The fear in his eyes right then looked as if he was gazing up into the face of death itself. Alternatively, the Clones and the Koriena Force ladies all felt insanely proud of their friend.

“You’ve lost, Jovad,” stated Kida. She took a step closer to him, her hand holding the blaster trembling, and threatened, “I should kill you right now…I’ll put an end to all this madness to protect my family!”

Some of her friends were about to say something, but then Rex softly said her name. She looked at him and was met with his kind yet pleading gaze along with the face of her son.

“This is not who you are,” he told her calmly. “Our son is safe and that’s what matters now. Jovad will be brought to justice for what he’s done, but not like this. Put down the blaster.”

Even though there was a part of her that still wanted to pull the trigger and put an end to the coward’s miserable existence; to let her anger and grief consume her, her Captain’s loving gaze pierced her to the core, bringing her back to herself. She might have done some questionable things in the past, but she had never murdered anyone in cold blood. This was not the time to do so, even if she felt it would be deserved. Killing Jovad would only darken her soul and change her, which she couldn’t afford. Not when her son needed her. Not when her friends needed her. Not when Rex needed her.

Steeling her resolve, she lowered the blaster, pulled back a slit in her dress and put her weapon back in her thigh holster. “You’re right, Rex,” she said softly. Then she looked back at Jovad on the ground and flashed him her signature devious smirk. “I have a better look in mind for you than a dead man.” Then she pulled the veil from her hair, dropping it unceremoniously to the floor, and then pulled something out of her hair, letting it cascade out of the updo and down her back. Auspiciously, she lifted her hand and showed off a pair of stun cuffs.

“Why am I not surprised?” said Hunter aloud, though there was still a hint of pride in his voice.

While Kida placed the stun cuffs on Jovad’s wrist, she told Rex, “Take Kori out of here now.”

“And unless any of you want to get yourselves pummeled into the ground, I’d suggest you stand aside,” Rina warned the pirates with Wrecker cracking his knuckles behind her to help convince them.

Not waiting for the pirates to respond, Rex put his helmet back over his head and took off out of the room, calling for Gregor to follow. Irys, who was still close to the door, took a shot at the console by the door, destroying it, and the door slid open, allowing Rex to leave.

Seeing that Gregor was unsure about going because of the mercenary in front of him, Kimber stepped up and told him, “Go with Rex. This one is mine.”

Gregor gave her a nod and ran after Rex. Kimber then raised her rifle and pointed it at Deadlock to ensure he didn’t try anything either. Never in all her life did she believe she would ever have to point a weapon at her own father…and yet, here she was.

Then Hondo stepped out into the open, declaring, “It would seem, Jovad, that our business is concluded. A shame your nuptials amounted to nothing.”

“Don’t think you’re getting off so easily either, Hondo,” Kimber commented.

“I will remind you that you are all in my territory right now,” he responded. “Trying to take me down in my own base will not end well for you. However, since I am a fair and generous Captain, I will give you all one chance to leave.”

“What? I don’t trust you,” she said back.

He placed a hand over his heart. “Your words wound me, little tooka. Nevertheless, I give you my word as a Captain. We have no quarrel with you or your squad. Our contract with Jovad was solely to take the Firestar child, but that deal no longer stands. My men will stand aside and let you all leave without violence...but only this once.”

It was silent for a brief moment until Lex spoke up, “Well, guess we’d better not look a gift Fathier in the mouth. Let’s get out of here while we still can.”

“I concur,” agreed Tech.

They all were in silent agreement that it was time to leave, so the Bad Batch and the Koriena Force along with Jovad as their prisoner turned on their heels and ran towards the door.

However, before Kimber could run, Deadlock grabbed the front of her rifle and said, “Kimber, I implore you…just one last thing before you go.” There was a tremor in his voice that somehow got through to her. Even though she swore she wanted nothing to do with him, something in her natural kindhearted nature convinced her to stay and hear him out.

She heard Hunter call her name and she called back, “Go on ahead! I’ll catch up in a moment.”

As the footsteps of her friends running from the room grew faint and distant, she turned back to Deadlock. “All right, make it quick,” she said sternly.

“Before I say what I wish to…may I see your face one last time?” he requested.

She sighed lightly. It seemed like he wanted to drag this out, but if she wanted to get back to her friends, she just had to do it to get it all over with. She reached up and pulled her helmet from her head, facing the man she once called “Father” as herself.

Now that he could see the face of his daughter; the spitting image of her mother before him, the guilt he bore grew exponentially. He knew what he had to do.

“I am truly sorry, pateesa,” he said.

Kimber opened her mouth to respond, but she was cut off when he held up a hand and her nostrils were abruptly flooded with thick gas as he sprayed her in the face with an unknown substance, her vision clouding with green. She coughed loudly and was about to question what he was doing, but then a falling sensation overtook her and everything went dark.

#star wars the bad batch #the bad batch #bad batch hunter #sergeant hunter #my sergeant #bad batch fanfic #hunter x oc fic #sun and rain fanfic

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chloristoflora · 2 days ago

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Spoilers for WoT S03E02 "A Question of Crimson" + Book Spoilers

Episode 2. The episode was mainly about Elayne, so I'll start with her part.

Queen Morgase's intro made me think she would be more gray than in the books. Or rather, less overtly good. The thing that surprised me the most this episode was how much I liked Gaebril and how natural and good his relationship with Elayne and her brothers seemed. Which makes me think he's the real Gaebril, and he will be killed and replaced by Rahvin later this season. I cried out when they announced he was the Prince Consort.

One thing: where is my Mat/Gawyn/Galad duel scene? It could be in one of the next episodes, as they stay in the Tower for now, but it was a disappointment when they stopped fighting without involving Mat.

About the Two Rivers: I can't wait for Faile. The scenes feel like they need her, like something is wrong without her. Also very excited about the Whitecloaks, Slayer and Ordeith. Another change they made is that Perrin's family is still alive (they said that right?), so maybe there is no Ordeith? Not sure how to feel about that change.

The travelling over the Spine of the World was pretty much like in TSR, only Lanfear torturing Egwene in her dreams with visions of Renna was different.

Solid episode, just wishing for some things we haven't gotten yet!

#wot on prime #the wheel of time #fantasy #wot show spoilers #wot book spoilers #wot s3 #s03e02 #wot s03e02 #wheel of time spoilers #wheel of time #elayne trakand #morgase trakand #lord gaebril #rahvin #perrin aybara #lanfear #egwene al'vere #wot 3x02

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Code Geass Season 1 picture Drama 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 // Canon

Code Geass picture drama are short scene which relates various events which happened in between episode or even before the beginning or after the end of the anime. All of them are canon to the anime, but some have been added within the flow due to the AU Release causing some confusion within the fandom.

I'll list in there, in the right order, all of those which are canon to the anime only; I also uploaded all of them (minus the 2nd picture drama of Season 1, because the content was too ecchi for the platform I used) so i'll link them so you can see those if you wish to.

Code Geass Picture Drama Stage 0.515 (Happens before the beginning of the anime)

You can watch it here

In 2009 a.t.b., 10-year-old Lelouch vi Britannia carries his blind and paralyzed sister Nunnally on his back as he climbs the steps to a Shinto shrine in Japan. As Nunally asks him what a shrine is, Lelouch explains that it is the Japanese version of a church, and Nunnally asks if the Pope is the emperor of Japan. Lelouch says that Japan has an elected prime minister and that it's just a coincidence that Prime Minister, Genbu Kururugi's home is a Shinto shrine. As Nunnally asks Lelouch if he alright, carrying her along those stairs he reassures her, narrating about how at that time he didn't want for any japanese person to even touch Nunnally. After reaching the top of the stairs, Lelouch is shocked to find out that they'll be living in a shabby storeroom. As Nunnally asks what the room is like, Lelouch chooses to lie and says it has white walls and decorated windows. Lelouch spots somebody and demands that they come forward.

A boy dressed in a hakama comes out, claiming this place was his before they came in and asks them in a very condescending tone if Britannia plans to colonize Japan. Lelouch counters that Japan isn't much different as they are controlling other countris too, but underdevellopped ones and says that Suzaku should ask his father about that, as Suzaku calls him a liar. Suzaku insists that Lelouch is indeed a liar for he lies about the storehouse, asking im where the white walls and decorated windows are, pissing Lelouch off as he yells him to stop and charges forward. Suzaku easily knocks down Lelouch and begins to beat him up, when Nunnally cries out and asks Suzaku to stop. She says she'll do anything he asks, and he realizes that she's blind. Suzaku panics and quickly apologizes before running out of the room. Nunnally asks who that was, and Lelouch tells her it was Prime Minister Kururugi's son. Adult Lelouch then narrates that's how they first met and how Suzaku was his first friend, and the man who would become his worst rival.

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Code Geass Picture Drama Stage 3.25 (Happens after Stage 3)

You can watch it here

The Drama begins as all the female members of Ashford Academy's Student Council are gathering while taking a bath. Milly apologizes to Kallen for not making her welcome party more exciting because of the announcement of Prince Clovis' s death which kinda killed the mood, even for her. Kallen replies that she doesn't mind it, but questions on why all of them are together in the bath especially her as well since she had already taken a shower earlier. However, Milly states that this is another way that they can all get to know each other better and implies that Shirley would be upset if Kallen actually went home wearing Lelouch's clothes. Shirley quickly shoots down Milly's statement and instead chooses to question as to why Lelouch was acting strangely after the announcement of Clovis' death ;Milly replies that Nunnally was also listening closely; Kallen then mentions that she noticed that Lelouch treated her differently than he does with Nunnally.

Milly jokingly states that it is because he loves his sister very much, which makes it complicated for some other people. Shirley follows up by asking Milly why she is staring at her and Milly ponders that it's a shame because she really has a killer body, and her beauty should be enough to knock Lelouch off. Shirley ask her to not peep at her and snap back that she has the best figure around; Milly ask her if that's the case and stands in her full glory, making an impression on everyone. As a soft voice says, Milly is intimidating everyone, Kallen quickly agrees before noticing Nina said that and that she looks utterly different without her glasses on. Milly agrees that she does and mentions that she has been trying to convince her all this time to wear contacts, taking her chance at teasing her; Kallen is confused as Milly stated "All this time" to which Nina replies that she and Milly grew up together because her grandfather worked in Milly's grandfather's company in developing knightmares. Kallen then makes the connexion with the Ashford name and excitingly ask if they are those who devellopped the Ganymede and the Io series; Milly is surprised to see that Kallen knows so much about what were only Knightmare prototype, leading Kallen to get back into her frail act while pretending she probably read about that in a book somewhere. Milly goes on talking about those never reached advanced stage because of the costs and how the compagny went bankrupt; Nina apologizes as she thinks it's because of her grand father but Milly denies it, putting the blame on her own grandfather, as he wasted money by throwing huge parties, all the time; Shirley notices Milly inheritated his taste for parties, to which Milly agrees but thinks you can only enjoy yourself like that when you are a student. Suddenly, Milly asks if Kallen is available the day after tomorrow to which she replies that she can't as she has to go to Tokyo Tower that day. Milly decides that it is fine and that she can just do it right now, by asking Kallen, what are her three sizes because they need it for costumes or events. Kallen ask her is that's cosplay and directly refuses when Milly agrees. With no choice left, Milly orders Shirley to hold Kallen back and proceeds to get her measurments. This leaves Kallen to become embarrassed and shout out loud.

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Code Geass Picture Drama Stage 4.33 (Happens after Stage 3)

You can watch it here

Jeremiah and Villetta are in his office having a conversation with each other. Villetta asks Jeremiah how it feels to actually be sitting in the Viceroy's chair. Jeremiah responds that it is bad manners to ask something like that; Villetta reminds Jeremiah that her lineage is different from his but he thinks differently and reassures her that after the Purist Faction takes over, he will personally submit a proposal for her to become a Baroness, and she'll be a real noble with a lineage to be passed on. He then explains that Suzaku Kururugi's execution is scheduled for tomorrow and leaves the details to her. Jeremiah continues by stating that he cannot receive further shame as it has now been twice that he allowed members of the Royal Family to be killed. He tells Villetta of his time when he received his first mission as a soldier eight years ago to were he was assigned as a guard at the Aries Imperial Villa. As he narrates, he remembers that because of an order, a minimum number of guards were on duty that day and were not able to defend from rebels.

This became his first failure and he was moved to Area 11 afterwards. Jeremiah begins to cry because of these failures of his and because Area 11 became the grave of the late Lelouch and Nunnally and now of Clovis. Villetta tries to comfort him, telling him i's not like him to act this way, to which Jeremiah straighten back, agreeing she is right and states that his sister, Lilycia would laugh at him right now in his current state. He decides to continue on with his work in order to regain his former honor for Prince Clovis and former Queen Marianne. Then, Jeremiah calls Villetta to his side and aspires to become the Knight of One. It ends with a scene from episode 4 after Jeremiah encounters Zero and is already under his Geass influence ordering his men to stand down and allow Zero to escape with Suzaku Kururugi.

*************************** Code Geass Picture Drama Stage 6.75 (Happens before Stage 7)

You can watch it here

Out on the Ashford Academy front lawn, Rivalz is working on his motorbike with Suzaku while they talk about how the latter first met Lelouch. Suzaku has just told him that Lelouch used to come over to visit during summer break when they were kids, but politely says that they had not spent much time together. Rivalz awkwardly asks him to stop being so formal as they are just classmates. Suzaku subsequently apologizes and speaks more casually. Since Lelouch is very secretive about his past, Rivalz says he is happy to have finally met someone who knew Lelouch when he was younger. When Rivalz asks Suzaku to hand him a ten-millimetre wrench, Suzaku corrects him with the proper size and expresses his familiarity with the bike. Suzaku fondly explains that a woman who owned the same bike used to help him a lot before joined the army and it was his job to maintain the bike. This person, however, has already passed away. After Suzaku says that he lives in the cramped military quarters at the university across the street, Rivalz asks if he wants to be his roommate at the dorms; a hint of loneliness in his voice. Suzaku declines as he has to attend to this duties there, but thanks Rivalz for the kind offer.

In the military quarters across the street, Cecile asks Lloyd to finish up the important paper work that will finalize their move into the university's space. Lloyd says he will leave it all up to her as he always does, noting how many years they have been working together. She tells him that it is wasteful to put off doing things for later and he replies that he sees "love" inside of her. Cecile is initially flustered. He then reasserts that it is love; love for research. Unamused by the joke, Cecile asks for authority over the general affairs of their engineering core and Lloyd grants it. Suzaku enters the building immediately after, stiffly reporting to duty according to military procedure. Cecile sternly tells Suzaku to simply say "I'm back" instead as social and military rank should not play part here. She insists that this military quarter should be treated like their home. After some hesitation, Suzaku assents and says "I'm back." Cecile and Lloyd then respond with a warm "Welcome home!".

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You can watch it here

Cornelia and Euphemia are in the dressing room at Prince Clovis's beach resort. Cornelia questions Euphemia if she has to wear that swimsuit as she believes that it is too revealing. However, Euphemia on the other hand states that out of all the swimsuits that Clovis designed, that one is the most appropriate for her. Euphemia tells her to put it on and helps her in doing so. Andreas Darlton and Guilford are seen standing outside guarding the dress room. Darlton can't wait to see Cornelia in a swimsuit and mentions on how his sons would be jealous right now if they were here. Guildford asks if he means the Glaston Knights and states that he respects Darlton for taking in orphans but thinks it's not appropriate to speak like that; Darlton then mentions how much of a stick up in his ass Guilford has, to which the knight can't disagree. After that, Guilford notes that even if both of them are bodyguards for the princesses and have to be in swimsuits he thinks Darlton might be going a tad bit overboard with hiding a gun in his swimming trunks to which Darlton replies that he might be right, as it's obviously visible (you can guess where the gun was put) We then jump to Suzaku who is sitting on the beach with Cecile asking her if it's really alright to be relaxing while they are supposed to be guards. Cecile states that it is alright since no one knows Cornelia is the surprised guest of the resort,and when Suzaku mentions Lloyd's absence she insists that she couldn't care less. Eventually, Suzaku compliments Cecile on her looking good in a swmisuit, making the lady all flustered by the compliment as he shouldn't tease a lady like that;

While Suzaku tries to explain he wasn't teasing, he is interrupted by a voice who has recgnized him ; It was Shirley, who has just arrived with the whole of the Ashford Student council; As Suzaku wonderd what they are doing her, Milly tells her that she was invited because her father is a local dignitary and she brought everyone with her ; Indeed Nunnally, Lelouch and Sayoko are also there. As Suzaku is surprised to see them, Nunnally explains that while she can't move her legs, she is still able to move within the water. She then shyly asks to Suzaku if he'd agree on swimming with her; Suzaku replied he'd love to, but he is kinda working;

Cornelia then appears on stage making an announcement to open Clovis' beach resort to the public. Lelouch instantly recognizes Cornelia with a sour face to Shirley's dismay who mentions it to Milly as it looks like Lelouch is going to attack her. Milly, quite unsure with her explanation, replies that it is normal for a male high school student to want to be physically close to someone as sexually attractive as Cornelia, before asking Suzaku for his thoughts on this, leading him to reluctantly agree. As Nunnally wonders if Cornelia really looks that great and wonders how she achieved such a figure, Milly guesses she must have trained herself with various men in different sort of ways, shocking even Shirley with the subtext. Nunnally then decides to ask Lelouch to train her to be as great as Cornelia. Lelouch also agrees that it would be important for Nunnally to learn and that he won't hold back with her, to which Nunnally says she'll do her best to satisfy him, leading Shirley to totally take it the wrong way.

For the next Season 1 picture drama it's right there

Hope you enjoyed.

#code geass #code geass picture drama #picture drama #official material #canon material #original code geass #lelouch of the rebellion #lelouch vi britannia #lelouch lamperouge #コードギアス #suzaku kururugi #c.c.#kallen kozuki #villetta nu #jeremiah gottwald #nunnally vi britannia #milly ashford #shirley fenette

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soggylampshade-11 · 2 years ago

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Dead Like Me.

Hi, I've recently binged School Spirits and I really like Wally Clark. There is a criminal lack of fics written for him, so I decided to write one of my own. This includes an OC of my own creation named Sabrina. I hope you all like it!

*Just a note, this takes place a couple years before Maddie's situation happens.*

Chapter 2 Chapter 3

Chapter 1

Triggers: implications of SA, language, violence

I was walking out to the parking lot after cheer practice when someone grabbed my arm. I’d stayed after practice ended to work through some routines with Coach Armstrong for longer than I thought because it was dark out now. So I cried out when the person pulled me under the bleachers.

“Chill, Sab, it’s me!” Zach Hines said, making me relax when I saw it was only him. “Hey, why are you still here?”

“I stayed after with Armstrong to work on some routines for this season,” I explained, watching him move closer to me in the cramped space. “Hey, whoa, what’s up? Personal space is important, my dude.”

“I love how you challenge me,” he grinned, continuing to come to me until my back hit the bleachers. “You look so good in these shorts, I love watching you cheer while you wear them.”

“Dude, Chloe’s my friend,” I said, trying to push him back from me. “You remember Chloe, right? Your girlfriend? About 5’9 with red hair?”

“I don’t want to talk about her right now. I want to talk about you going to Homecoming with me,” he said, ignoring what I said completely.

He put his hand on my hip and trapped me where I was. “Uh, Zach, I think I should leave. Chloe’s my friend.”

He only hummed, pressing his body to mine and kissing my neck. I kept trying to get him off me, but he was so much bigger and stronger than me. He was the fullback for the football team. His hands were all over me and my heart was racing, fight or flight kicking in. I couldn’t run away from him, so I had to fight.

“Zach, stop!” I cried, hitting his chest.

“You want this, every girl wants this,” he argued, banging my body back against the wood until I stopped moving.

“I don’t!” I cried, my adrenaline keeping the pain from sinking into me as my spine repeatedly slammed against the wood behind me. “Zach! Stop it! You’re hurting me!”

“Shut up,” he hissed, continuing to push me until my head hit the wood so sharply everything went black.

There was a surprising lack of pain in my body when I woke up. The sun was shining bright and there were a ton of strangers gathered around me.

“What happened?” I asked, but none of the people replied to me or even acknowledged that I’d spoken. “Hello? Can you guys hear me? What happened?”

I pushed up into a sitting position and then stood, but they didn’t move out of the way. It was like I slipped through their bodies. When I turned around to look at them, I screamed when I saw my lifeless body laying where I’d just been.

“Hey, it’s okay,” someone said calmly behind me, making me turn quickly to find a guy wearing glasses and a denim jacket. “Hi, I’m Charley.”

“What the fuck is happening?” I cried. “Why can you see me but they can’t?”

“Let’s go inside, it’s not very fun to be out here with all this,” Charley said, gesturing toward the school.

“Why would I go somewhere with you?” I asked, crossing my arms over my chest defensively. "I don't know who you are."

“Because I’m dead like you,” he replied, making me look at him incredulously. “You’re dead, you died under the bleachers and those EMTs announced it.”

“I’m dead?” I asked in a hoarse whisper, kneeling down by my lifeless body. “Holy shit, I’m dead.”

I felt Charley kneel beside me and place a hand on my shoulder. “I’m sorry, this is the worst way to find out you died on campus. It’s, like, the absolute worst thing to find out when you wake up.”

“Sabrina Wellington, age 17,” one of the EMTs said, making me look over at him even though I knew he couldn’t see me now. “Principal’s on her way, the football field’s blocked off from students. We should get her out of here before they realize what’s going on.”

A lot happened at once after that. My body was placed in a bodybag, the EMT frowning as she zipped it up. A surge of panic rushed through my body, but Charley stopped me when I tried to follow them.

“Once you get to the end of the school boundaries, you get yanked back to where you died. That means you’d regenerate under here again and it hurts,” he said, sounding sad. “I’m sorry, you’re stuck here with us.”

“Us?” I asked distractedly, watching the EMTs carry my body away and load it in the back of an ambulance without the lights on when it drove away.

“There’s a group of us who died here. We meet up in the gym everyday to talk,” he explained, gesturing to the building with his shoulder. “Do you want to come with me?”

Before I could say anything, I saw Trish and Ellery standing at the edge of the football field. “Can I find you later? I need to go talk to my friends.”

“They’re not going to be able to see you!” Charley shouted after me as I jogged over to them, but I just waved him off. “Okay, see you later!”

I hurried over to my friends and heard them talking. “I can’t believe she’s dead! She was at practice last night, barking orders like always.”

“Hey!” I cried, but they didn’t acknowledge me.

“It’s like she didn’t know Alison was fighting to take over as captain,” Trisha stated with a giggle. “I guess the fight’s over now.”

“Ladies! Get to class,” Mr. Hill shouted, making us jump. “Don’t forget there’s also a grief counselor here for you if you need it.”

The two of them left me standing there in shock. I’d cheered with them since I was six years old. We’d been inseparable since then… but I think they hated me. What the hell? I walked slowly inside the building, feeling my eyes burn with tears

I didn’t realize until I pushed open the double doors of the gym that I was going where Charley suggested earlier. There was a gym class happening, but I walked through it easily to join the group of people sitting in a circle.

“Is this dead kid AA?” I asked, standing behind an empty chair.

A girl with dark, curly hair snorted at that and rolled her eyes. “Wow, never heard that one before!”

“Welcome, I’m Mr. Martin,” the man in a sweater vest said, standing up and gesturing to an empty seat. “Please, have a seat and join us.”

I nodded and moved around to sit in one of the folding chairs between a guy in a letterman jacket and the girl with dark hair. She was sucking on a lollipop and looked bored out of her mind.

“Right, let’s go around and introduce ourselves to our newest member,” Mr. Martin said, sitting back in his seat.

“Hi, we met this morning,” Charley said, waving at me with a friendly smile. “I’m Charley.”

The girl with the lollipop said, “Rhonda.”

“Sabrina,” I said, bringing my legs up onto the chair with me and wrapping my arms around them.

“I’m Wally,” the guy in the letterman said, making me realize he looked really familiar. Like he read my mind, he said, “The one that the football field’s named after.”

There was a picture of him hanging in the hallway outside the locker rooms. The thought of the locker rooms made me flinch because I’d seen Zach standing by the doors last night. The feeling of his hands forcing me backward and the roughness of the wood digging into the bare skin of my shoulders.

“Sabrina? Are you okay?” Wally asked, drawing me out of the memory. “You disappeared for a few minutes.”

“Sorry,” I said, sounding a million miles away.

“You get better at handling the memories,” Charley said gently, making me look over at him.

I couldn’t imagine he was right, but I nodded my head anyway. The rest of the group was talking about something, but my focus wasn’t here. I was thinking about Zach trying to force himself on me and hurting me. He’d slammed my head against the bleachers so hard that it killed me.

Then there was the way my friends talked about me this morning. My dead body was found underneath the bleachers where a guy I considered my friend killed me. A guy that I trusted tried to force himself on me then killed me.

My chest drew tight and I knew I was going to have a panic attack. I was up and out of the gym, running until I was in the girls’ bathroom. I gripped the sides of the sink in my hands and looked in the mirror.

I was wearing a silver moon necklace around my neck, there was a tube of abandoned cherry lip gloss in the floor, a couple bobby pins on the little shelf below the mirrors, and an empty soap dispenser on the wall. I could hear water dripping from the sink, the sound of water rushing through pipes in the walls, the sound of someone walking out in the hallway, and the distant squeak of gym shoes.

My breath was back to normal, making me look at my reflection again. The girl in the reflection looked like me when I was alive, but I knew I wasn’t anymore. My eyes were glassy with tears and I wasn’t wearing makeup, so my freckles stood out against my pale cheeks. I busied myself with putting my hair back up to still my shaking hands.

When I walked back out of the bathroom, Wally was waiting for me. He was sitting across from the door with his arms resting on his raised knees.

“Hi,” he greeted, keeping the space between us. “You ran off and I wanted to make sure you were okay. I don’t want to crowd you or freak you out, but this is a lot to do on your own.”

“You mean finding out that a person you trusted tried to assault you then hit your head against the bleachers so hard it killed you and then finding out the girls you’ve known since you were six actually hate you is hard to do alone?” I asked, going over to sit beside him. “You just want to be my friend because I’m a cheerleader… was a cheerleader.”

“I’ve seen you cheer before, you’re good,” he admitted, cheeks flushing a little when I looked at him. “Not in a creepy way, in a ‘I watch the football games’ kind of way.”

A small smile found my face as I leaned my head against the wall behind us. “Thanks, I absolutely fucking hated it.”

“No way! I hated football!” he cried, making me look at him with my brows raised. “It was fun when I started, but my mom had insane ideas on what I was supposed to do on the field.”

“Same, my mom wanted me to go to nationals and get scholarships,” I explained, smiling humorlessly. “It turns out my entire team wanted to take away my captain title and give it to another girl. So, I guess I wasn’t as good at it as I thought I was.”

“That sucks,” he agreed, making me laugh at the ridiculousness of the situation. “You have a nice laugh.”

“Don’t flirt with me. I just died,” I said, but I couldn’t stop myself from giggling.

“I died in 1983, I’m allowed to flirt,” he replied, bumping my shoulder with his. “You’re going to be okay, Sabrina.”

“Brina, my friends call me Brina,” I corrected, turning my head to look at him. “And you’re my friend.”

“That’s presumptuous of you, Brina,” he said, smiling brightly when he turned to look back at me.

A genuine smile tugged at my lips, one bigger than the false one I’d used today. My life was over and I’d found out the people I trusted weren’t trustworthy. I cheered in the stadium named after the goofy guy beside me, but I think I liked him more than my living friends.

And that's the first chapter of my story! I'd love to hear y'all's input on it! Tell me what you liked, what you didn't like, anything really. I'm working on this as inspiration hits and have another 2 chapters ready to go. I hope you liked this one!

#school spirits #wally clark #wally clark x reader #wally clark imagines #milo manheim #Wally Clark x OC #wally clark fanfic

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ineffableandco · 2 years ago

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✨Good Omens 2 Review✨

There’s so much to say I don’t really know where to start. After watching it I feel utterly and deeply satisfied. I expected this season to be great and I’m not disappointed. It goes beyond my wildest dreams. It’s just perfect. The cinematography, the music, the acting, the writing, everything is just top class. There’s drama, comedy, epic and it all blends in together very harmoniously to create a brilliant piece of television.

I remember being super excited when S2 was announced and when we got the first on set photos but it was nothing compared to the immense joy I felt when I saw my favourite angel and demon back on my screen. It was like meeting up with friends after a long time, it felt just right, like coming home.

I really love how vibrant the colours are this season, I find it extremely pleasing aesthetically speaking. I love that we get to see more of street where the bookshop is and simply more of the bookshop itself. And I’m sure there’s more to reveal. A round of applause for the people who worked hard to build all the various locations in a studio!

Regarding the story itself, I love how it is written and how it unfolds. It is very much about Crowley and Aziraphale but the other characters really have the opportunity to shine no matter the amount of screen time they have. One of my favourite things about S1 was the cold open in episode 3 so I’m thrilled that we get that in S2 with the minisodes. They were brilliant so a big shoutout to the talented people who wrote them!

Now about the characters, can we talk about how fucking amazing they are? I’ll start with Miranda Richardson’s Shax. I LOVE her, a perfect mix of comedy and badass. It’s in tune with Madame Tracy, her character from S1, despite them being two different characters.

In the “returning actor, different character” category Nina and Maggie are just fabulous, I just love them. I really love the wonderful dynamic the characters and actresses have.

As for the new characters, especially Mrs. Sandwich, Mr. Brown, and Pat, they may not have had that much screen time but they were just brilliant and really funny. Still in the new characters category, I am very fond of Muriel and Saraqael. Muriel because they’re the sweetest cupcake ever and Saraqael because the sass is incredible. So a big shoutout to these two wonderful actresses! And also a big shoutout to Shelley Conn for nailing the role of Beelzebub.

Now Crowley and Aziraphale, I didn’t think I could love those two idiots more than I already do but obviously I was wrong. And if anyone needed any more evidence that David Tennant and Michael Sheen are perfect for the roles then they should watch S2. I love how noticeable yet still subtle the changes in the characters and their relationship are. It’s just a natural progression. David and Michael already had incredible chemistry in S1 but in S2 it’s even more remarkable. Their off-screen friendship shines through and greatly contributes to making the connection between their characters even more genuine and believable. (I’ll write more about them/my theories later).

Now I’d like to quickly talk about two of my favourite things this season: the opening scene and episode 3.

That opening scene was everything. I didn’t expect to see Angel Crowley but what a delightful surprise! I cried because he’s just gorgeous and innocent. The pure delight and excitement he feels about creating stars is just so precious. I’m glad we got to see it and I really hope we’ll get to see more eventually.

Now episode 3 was just hilarious. The bits in Edinburgh had me in stitches. I’m beyond thrilled that David Tennant got to use his Scottish accent, it was music to my ears. And Crowley was just peak comedy. One of my favourite little details in that episode is the change in the telephone wallpaper, switching from the Union Jack to the Scottish flag. I see what you did there 👀🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

Overall, my mind is blown and my heart is half in pieces and half holding on as best as it can. This new season is a little gem. I laughed and I cried but overall my heart was filled with joy because I got to see my favourite characters again. I wasn’t worried about what this new season would be like but I’m still really pleased to see that it’s Good Omens at heart. And I’m sure Terry would love it. It is truly a labour of love. Made by people who love the story and characters for people who love them just as equally. But also people who love their craft and love to share it with people who are just as eager as them. There are so many details that are so meaningful. And the Easter eggs, I spotted a few of them and I know there are more for me to discover. I also want to give a big shoutout to the costume department who made the wonderful costumes they are truly marvellous. A round of applause to Peter Anderson Studios for their wonderful designs. And also a special mention to David Arnold and his team for the delightful music. The theme variation for the end titles of episode 3 have special place in my heart. Bless me bagpipes it was glorious!

And finally a heartfelt thank you from the bottom of my heart to the wonderful people who made it all happen. Lots of love and gratitude from me. ♥️

@goodomensonprime @neil-gaiman

#good omens #good omens 2 #david tennant #michael sheen #crowley #aziraphale #neil gaiman #terry pratchett #it’s ineffable angel #gos2 spoilers

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ike-mcswains-mortician · 1 year ago

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15 questions for 15 people

[ thankyouuu @locke-n-k3y for the tag c: ]

1. are you named after anyone?

nope!

2. when was the last time you cried?

uhh earlier today. finals season is hell teehee

3. do you have kids?

right now? god no, but maybe someday! :)

4. what sports do you/have you played?

i did volleyball in middle school but i dropped it when the team got really toxic, and i haven’t done sports since lol

5. do you use sarcasm?

no. never. /sar

6. what’s the first thing you notice about people?

hmmm probably their hair or outfit, maybe body language too

7. what’s your eye color?

green! my friends have tried to gaslight me (/j) into thinking they’re blue but they are green hehe

8. scary movies or happy endings?

happy endings by far, i need fluff to distract from The Horrors

9. any talents?

i can memorize stuff really well. songs or speeches or stuff like that! friends think i’m super impressive for having eggman’s announcement from snapcube’s SA2 fandub memorized but that’s pretty easy lol

10. where were you born?

i’ll go pretty general and say the chicago area! :)

11. what are your hobbies?

i draw, read, persist through the horrors, write, play dnd, stuff like that! i’ve also gotten into collecting old vinyls!

12. do you have any pets?

no, unfortunately. when i get my own place though i wanna get a cat!!! :3

13. how tall are you?

5’6 heehee

14. favorite subject in school?

in high school it was english and history!! i now am majoring in english sooo yeah i like it a little bit

15. what is your dream job?

i would LOVE to be an editor!! or really just publishing in general :)

i do not have 15 people to tag LMAO so uhh i will just toss this to @thedndgoblinwholivesinyourwalls @marsomar @lumi-lyn @livingponcho @oakay @cookies-over-yonder and anyone else who wants to jump in /nf!

#tag game #these are so fun?? i love getting to know people and letting them get to know me c:

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bornredheadedme-blog · 7 months ago

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Voting Blue in Trump Country

I live in rural Illinois and am virtually surrounded by corn and soybean fields. I am careful about speaking out loud about my voting choices out here since many lawns sport Trump 2024 signs. I keep hope, especially when my daughters noted a huge billboard, "Your Candidate is a Felon" while driving home from visiting family.

I really want to watch the debate tonight but simply looking at tRump's face and hearing his voice turns my stomach. I imagine his wife was raised in a home where the men were always in charge and women did what they were told. Her coming here and marrying someone wealthy, and who could bring her parents here from their home country makes perfect sense from the standpoint of someone who grew up under those circumstances.

I woke up November 9th, 2020 and at 5 am sat on the edge of my bed and cried. How could we go from the educated, genteel, family of Barak and Michelle Obama to the likes of a man who made ill manners and rude behavior the norm. Suddenly, it was okay to make death threats towards people who did not agree with him. A man broke into the home of Speaker of the House Pelosi and beat her husband in the head with a hammer, stating that his goal was to kill the Speaker. Why was this? Because #45 said that we were welcome to do that AND he would pay legal fees.

It seemed that mass shootings were becoming more and more commonplace and when the White supremacists marched in Charlottesville, and a man drove his car into the crowd of counter protesters, the "leader" of our country said there were nice people on both sides. It didn't matter that the White supremacists were marching to show their threatening strengths just like the KKK did during Reconstruction. They carried yuppie-style tiki torches instead of the sticks with oil-soaked cloth wrapped around them.

The lies that the campaign spews are so egregious that I can't believe no one has sued for libel. Even with the stats printed right in front of them, people believe that the economy has faltered and that unemployment is rampant, when in fact these issues are not real. His followers don't recognize the massive tax breaks he gave to millionaires and billionaires are what has caused the prices to skyrocket since none of the money these people have managed to squirrel away ever trickles down so us working stiffs still need to work 2 and three jobs just to pay rent. We shouldn't have to choose between rent and medical or food, but often that's the reality.

I'm retired and on a fixed income, fearful that what was enough is quickly becoming worth less with each passing month. Household groceries have doubled so I'm now forced to read the sale flyers each week and shop accordingly. Salads are becoming the go to dinner for our family of 4. But I like salads. I live in fresh produce country but the growing season is limited.

When my president, Joe Biden announced that he was withdrawing from the race, and Vice President Harris would step up, I was happy that such a strong, educated woman was in the new race. True to form, #45 began denigrating her, questioning if she was smart enough, cause you know, she's a woman and a Black one at that. He went after her because she is always smiling and laughing. When that failed, his VP choice, Vance, went after her because she was child-less. A childless cat woman.

Then when she selected Tom Welz for her running mate, his biography impressed me. In his heart he's a social worker, like me. He believes that kids need food and shelter more than they need the 10 commandments in their classroom. He served 24 years in the military, and Vance attacked him, accusing him of leaving his squad in the lurch right before they were sent overseas. Apparently one is never allowed to retire from the military. Basically, Mr. Welz puts Vance to shame with his miniscule military time in comparison. But in reality, Mr. Welz thanked Vance for his service.

I feel much better about the Dem ticket, especially since Kamala Harris is so brilliant and can out maneuver #45. I have great faith in this election and hopefully will be crying tears of joy the morning after the election this year, unlike 2016.

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sweetiesicheng · 2 years ago

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s.coups - babysitting pt.2

word count : 739

i don’t remember how many people wanted a part two, but i made one :D part one (in case you’re interested)

"noona! my cousin is picking me up today!" one of the boys exclaimed as he stared out the window. "there he is!" he yelled and almost slammed his face against the window.

you laughed, "go get your stuff then. do you want to bring your painting home?" you asked him, looking at the dining table where some pictures were.

"can i leave it here? we can make it even better next week!" the boy exclaimed and ran into the kitchen.

all of a sudden, the boy hit the table by accident, causing water cups to spill.

"hey! my painting!" one of the girls cried out.

"it's okay! you can make another one!" one of the older boys said as another girl grabbed the nearby paper towels.

then, the doorbell rang. you quickly went to the front door and saw a familiar face from the windows.

you unlocked the door and opened it. "hi," seungcheol spoke up with a gummy smile on his face.

"hi, lifeguard," you greeted.

"hey, my name's seungcheol. remember?" he replied to your greeting. "gonna tell me your name yet?"

"surprised no one's told you yet. maybe i will," you said with a smile. "so you're b/n's cousin?" you asked.

"we just call each other that. i go to school with his older sisters and brothers," he mentioned. "b/n, hyung is here!" he announced, stepping inside.

"wait! i have to help clean up!" the boy replied.

"close the door behind you," you instructed and went back into the kitchen, where the kids were cleaning up the spilt water cups that had various colors from the paint. "go pack up, you don't want to keep your cousin waiting," you instructed the boy. "you guys, go wash your hands. you guys have paint all over them," you instructed the other kids. they immediately left to go wash their hands either in the kitchen sink or the nearby bathroom sink.

"here."

you looked up and saw seungcheol standing next to you with the paper towel roll in his hand. you took it from him and tore some more sheets off.

"thanks," you replied and continued drying the table. you dropped some more sheets onto the floor, letting them soak the paint.

"hyung! look at my picture!" his cousin exclaimed, pulling seungcheol is the side of the table where water hadn't reached yet.

"woah! this looks so cool!" seungcheol responded. "go wash your hands. your mom isn't gonna be happy if she sees paint all over you," he said to the boy.

"okay!"

"y/n unnie, do we have time to make more pictures? mine's all ruined," one of the girls frowned as she walked back over.

"we might have to wait next week. your dad should be here soon," you said to her, patting her head. "how about we color for a bit since that isn't as messy?" you suggested.

she nodded her head and proceeded to go into the living room. the other girl followed her while you noticed the other boy walking through the hall.

"so your name's y/n?" seungcheol asked.

you noticed him drying some of the table for you.

"yea, boring, am i right?" you replied to him and crouched down to wipe the floor, making sure it was dry before standing up and tossing the used paper towels into trash can.

"i like it. it suits you," he replied and also threw away the used paper towels.

you put the roll down on the table while seungcheol pushed the chairs in.

"gonna pick up b/n next week?" you asked him.

"got a shift at the pool. we still haven't closed for the season," he mentioned. "why?"

you shrugged, "maybe i'll bring the kids if the weather is warm enough for swimming."

seungcheol grinned, "are you just trying to see me shirtless again or something?" he asked.

"maybe i just need or want to see if anyone will take me on a date or something," you pondered.

"how about friday after school?" he suggested.

"how about five o'clock? i have to finish something," you suggested.

"how about i pick you up from your school?" he suggested again, both of you smiling at each other.

"unnie," you looked over and saw the kids peeking into the kitchen from the living room, "is he your boyfriend yet?" the older girl loudly whispered to you.

you smiled and looked back at seungcheol, "we'll see."

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38sr · 2 years ago

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Welp, I Got Laid Off

Hey, everyone. I know I’ve been quite radio silent this month and well a lot has happened haha. As you’ve read from the title, yes, I’m no longer working at Marvel Studios due to layoffs. Although I was informed of this very early November, my last day was last Friday and this month has been a whirlwind. I know when reading something with layoffs in the title there’s gonna be a lot of questions expressing confusion and shock (I did the same thing these past few weeks). Some of y’all might be thinking: Woah wait! What’s gonna happen to the show you worked on? Rest assured, the production will aired as planned so please do support Spiderman Freshman Year once it’s out on Disney+ in 2024!

Why did this happen? Hmm, honestly I wish I knew too haha. Even if I had the full scope of what was happening, legally I wouldn’t be able to share that information. But I won’t lie that it really did suck when I got the news and it felt like the rug got pulled right from underneath my feet. I’m confused. What does this mean for the second season that was announced at SDCC 2022? I’m confused as well buddy! But again, I can’t say anything about what will happen to Sophomore Year (whether I had that information or not). If you want to see more of the show and same the same crew, please stream the fuck out of the show once it comes out while also supporting the insanely talented team that created the show. Watch parties, fanart, hashtags on social media, the whole gambit! Even though I don’t know what will happen in the future, I feel like our production is in a special situation where fans can really make their voices heard if they really enjoy the show and want more. That’s just my personal opinion tho haha. Whatever happens will happen so don’t take my word for it. What about you? Are you good? Have you found another job? Mmm, I’m doing a lot better than I was 3 weeks ago haha. Am I still upset about the situation? Of course. From my perspective, it really did feel like it came out of left field and unprompted. But I can’t change the past and have to accept what’s done is done. I’ve cried all the tears I could about it and I’m doing better now. As for if I’ve found another job yet, I’m lucky enough that I had freelance already on the side which will keep me afloat for a few months until I find another full-time gig. But yeah, I’m good. Even though it’s not really the circumstances I would have chosen, in a weird way I see this as an opportunity to 1) finally take a rest after working non-stop since 2020 and 2) make use of the free time to further produce a current personal independent project I’m working on.

While it sucks I lost my job, I want to welcome this change that might open a new door of possibilities that I might have never thought of doing before (or I have but never had the guts to go through with it). I don’t know. Life is weird...but I’ve just always notice for myself change always happens when I am comfortable and need a new challenge (and I will admit I was comfortable on Spiderman since it was an amazingly run production). I don’t know where I’ll go next....but all I can say is that I’m gonna look forward to the next chapter after I stuff myself with all the NY-only foods once I go back home for holidays haha.

#Board Tales #layoffs #animation #animation industry #txt #personal life

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kestrel-of-herran · 3 years ago

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(1) I let my imagination run, and Heedo and Baek Yijin told me what they would've been like, what we didn't get to see at the end of the drama. You were right, these two took my hands and showed me exactly who they were. I saw Yijin giving Heedo driving lessons on a day off, him getting frustrated and her saying "didn't we promise to be happy when together" with a cheeky smile. I saw him taking her to see his mom, them spending a glorious weekend in that beach town again.

(2) I saw her having a conversation with his mother about how he carries burdens and chooses to suffer silently, his mom thanking her for being with him, saying she sees a light in her son's eyes when he's with her. Getting more serious and growing stronger in their bond, Yijin and Heedo made love, climbing the peak of passion that only such a first love can offer. I saw Yijin and Heedo doing long distance after they sorted their misunderstanding.

(3) Yijin works on an award-winning documentary covering Korean 9/11 victims stories, which accelerates his career growth. I saw Yijin on a video call in an internet cafe in NYC, crying a bit because of how much he misses her (like his mom cried for his dad). They work it out though, it just so happens that the universe always allows them to spend the first snow of the season (either in NY or Korea) together.

(5) I saw her winning an olympic gold medal in America, and this time he gets to be there because they're in the same country. Around this time, he's got the anchor job and will be returning to Korea. Heedo is about to retire to start the fencing academy with Yurim. Yijin pulls a few strings to secretly join the group of reporters interviewing Heedo after her last olympic win, where she announces her retirement.

(6) Heedo sees him, he takes the mic and asks if she will marry him, they embrace in the crowd, cameras flashing. Together, they are a beloved couple in Korea. Their kid is a spelling bee champ. Yijin keeps the pink pencil case in his work bag forever.

this is sooo lovely anon!!! i seem to be missing part 4 in my asks, i hope it's just a typo... thank you so much for sharing this!!!

#anons saving me today ily anons #twenty one twenty five #lilly gets an ask

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fanfictiondreamscape · 4 years ago

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Alternate Endings (Pt. 2)

Title: Alternate Endings (Pt. 2)

Genre: more angst, possibly more than the last part. this is your warning.

Pairing: Victor Nikiforov x GN!Reader

Notes: This is a part 2 to the previous part, and I still used the angst prompt list from the aforementioned previous parts to form this piece.

With that said, I think that this will be the only part following the first unless I can find some way to continue the storyline. I intend to keep the ending somewhat depressing and sad, so I guess proceed with caution due to such.

If you want something similar to this for any other character, please let me know, though! I may also mention that this went from a drabble, to a scenario, and now borders on an imagine - I can’t help that I got caught up!

Part 1

Below the cut!

You practically fell off the face of the Earth as soon as you left.

Harboring all of the money you saved and deciding upon negotiations to make with your employer, you left Russia. You left Japan. You just...left.

Travelling became a huge part of your life afterwards, and though many people had tried to regain contact with you, you ignored most of them - save for a few. Only Yuri Plisetsky and Yuuko Nishigori were available to your whims, but they were still advised to stay as quiet as possible regarding your whereabouts.

You changed your whole appearance, changed your mindset, and even changed something as generally miniscule as your wardrobe. Still, as much as you did change and throw away, you couldn’t rid yourself of the many frivolous gifts that Victor had given you over the years.

Some things you just can’t give up, but you knew that it would be fine. At the very least, you had something that would never let you forget about him.

Victor, on the other hand, fell off the deep end.

He had come across the note you’d slipped under his hotel room door and for the first time in a long time, he cried. A true mess was what Yuuri had come across, and as many times that he was able to help him through unconventional methods, this was nearly impossible.

Victor didn’t leave Japan, but he did become so reclusive that even Yakov was extremely worried upon finding out about the occurrence from an offhand comment that Yurio made when talking to Yuuko over the phone before practice.

Everyone around him saw the typically extravagant man become so dulled by misery that it became painful to watch.

He didn’t even know where to start since he’d already tried to find you - looking everywhere that he knew you loved, everywhere that he knew you were often obligated to be at - but had failed to do so.

It wasn’t until, when Yurio was free, that he overheard him and Yuuko talking at the front desk of the rink as Yuuri was warming up and he was getting his skates on.

“Yeah, they’re in America right now. They just got a raise, actually - they were even thinking of dropping in when they get enough saved up,” Yuuko recollected, excitement dripping from her tone.

“Well, they’d have to come by when Victor isn’t here. That would also mean that I’d be gone, but at least you could update me,” Yurio responded. He seemed more nonchalant about the whole thing, but Victor became hysterical.

Granted, he did suppress what he could to eavesdrop further.

“Of course! I am still a little worried about them, though - you remember how Victor had gone crazy trying to find them?” Yurio grunted in response. “Well, what if he decides to do something impulsive again and leave mid-competition?”

The light-blonde teenager in front of Yuuko flinched at the thought. “That’s a good point...but we’ll never know unless it happens when it does.”

A solemn chill fell upon the two, but the conversation split onto Yurio’s next routine and Victor left it to them. He stared wide-eyed, in pure disbelief, at the wall of lockers in front of him.

“So they’re...(Y/n)’s in America....”

Ideas began to run through his head as the room became eerily quiet. Even Yuuri, who was sat in the corner and preferred a calm and quiet atmosphere, was perturbed by the sudden shift.

“I know what I’ll do! Yuuri, skate if you want - I’m going to be out for a while,” Victor announced, generally resembling the flamboyant figure skating icon that everyone knew.

He took his skates off and capped the blades, putting them into his bag and reaching for his cell phone and scrolling through listings. Katsuki was left dumbstruck, but he went on about what he was doing and decided to run through his routine a few times.

Yurio had left by this point, and Yuuko was too far in the back to catch the tall man’s outburst.

It wasn’t until the next day that he was extremely prepared and anyone who understood his issue was suspicious. Victor had hunted for every listing to America from Japan, and memorized the closest ones. Yuuko was the one person who was going to be there that he had to ask.

“Yuuko, I must ask you something! Would you mind?” was Victor’s burning introduction, shocking the normally upbeat mother. She was a little taken aback at the bold attention grabber.

“Mmm, yeah?” She tried to be as ‘typical’ as possible, considering that her suspicions were up now. She knew what was going on, she knew what Victor was burning for.

“You said that you’ve been in contact with (Y/n), yes?”

Yuuko deadpanned, eyes blank and dropping the facade that she was going to attempt to maintain. “I knew it. Listen, I know that you’ve been troubled since they left, and that they have been as well, but please - give them some more time.”

Victor visibly deflated. He didn’t think it would work, really, but it was worth a shot. Maybe, just maybe, though.... “How about a hint? Is it hot? Cold? What is a landmark?”

“No, Victor. Sorry.”

And he was back to his dejected being by the next hour.

Victor was willing to annoy both her and Yurio, but gave up once they stood their ground with firm hold. “No. (Y/n) is fine, and they will come when they want.” It was always the answer, no matter who he asked.

Daily, Yuuri would keep him company and skate to the best of his ability. It seemed to quench his troubles just a little bit before the up and coming competition season.

Eventually, the Grand Prix rolled around again. Yurio was competing, as well as Yuuri, and Victor was there to maintain support for his ever-promising prodigy.

Amongst the drama that had ensued, the two of them decided to take a break romantically and focus on the practice rather than devote too much issue to their worryingly stagnant relationship.

It wasn’t until Yurio had pulled Yuuri aside when Victor was getting changed that he was let in on soem information that, had Victor heard, would send him into a frenzy.

“(Y/n) wanted to me wish you good luck and let you know that they are here to watch. If you wanna talk, they’ll be waiting in the lobby.”

Yuuri almost faltered and told Victor, but decided against it. Your wishes were still high up, even if you two weren’t amazingly close.

Sadly, Victor was still shaken and hurried. It was a large competition, and as much as he wanted to focus on the task at hand, you never left his mind.

Over the year that you had fallen out of reach, he began to realize where he screwed up. Maybe he did like you at one time, but he let his own fears get the best of him and he fell to putting more of an interest to Yuuri.

He truly loves Yuuri, but he truly loved you (romantically) at one point, and you slipped from his reach before he could manage to comprehend anything.

So, upon making eye contact with a familiar pair of (e/c) eyes and an eerie copy of a blazer that he had given you as a birthday gift years ago, he was left idle.

“(Y/n)?”

You sucked in a breath and shrugged, sighing afterwards and shaking your head. “Yep, it’s me. Hello, again, Victor.”

Tears flooded his eyes as he ran to you, arms open and tight as his hug enveloped your frame. You didn’t reciprocate, not immediately at least. With obvious hesitance, you returned the hug, but pushed him away only a couple seconds later.

“You’ve got a skater to support. We can talk later, okay?”

“But, you’ve come back and-”

“Victor. Go support Yuuri.”

He bit his lip, but nodded nonetheless and embarked to the rink.

After the free skate, the next day’s events were prepared and everyone was sent out for the day. Yurio had caught up with you before heading to his hotel room, and Yuuri had popped in before he changed out of his costume, but Victor was most eager to meet you.

Upon seeing each other, yet again, in the lobby, the two of you parted ways but decided to meet at a restaurant in town. Yuuri would be dining with Phichit and some other competitors, and Yurio was with Otabek going sightseeing, so this was a prime opportunity.

Silence loomed over the two of you, slow walking and sounds of nature overwhelming your senses.

“So, you’re probably curious as to where I’ve been,” you began, breaking the tension as calmly as possible. You could have sworn that your heart was going to burst out of your chest if you let the quiet settle any longer.

“Yes, (Y/n). I really have been.” Victor, for once in the time that you have known him, was quiet. He was never really afraid to speak to you about anything, but the way he was acting now let some of the more obvious pain show.

“I’ve also been extremely worried. I never realized that you felt like that.”

You stopped upon the sentence, eyeing a nearby bench. Victor followed suit and looked down at you, eye contact being maintained. His gorgeous blue eyes were glassy and he appeared on the verge of tears.

“(Y/n), darling, I never realized how much you actually meant to me. I was stupid. I- I really, truly did love you. I always thought that you were too good for me, though, so I tried to make the ideas disappear. It worked, but only for a while. I love you, (Y/n). Honestly, I really do, and...

“I don’t know how much longer I can endure this.”

Your brows furrowed at his proclamation. The thought had never really crossed your mind, but you had always been drawn to his personality and how driven he was. You knew that he would do this, though, as he could also be notably daft regarding certain things.

“Victor, I-.... Listen, I loved you at one point, but you found Yuuri. You found your match. You made your decision. Out of respect for you and him, I left. But I also did it to respect myself.

“I know my habits. I know that I can fixate, so I needed to get out of your hair if I wanted to feel better. So I did. I’m engaged now, Victor, and the person that I met is amazing. I thought that could have been you. But it wasn’t, and I’m okay with that now.”

“You- you’re engaged?”

“Yes, yes I am. We haven’t planned our wedding date quite yet, but it is being discussed. The fact of the matter is simple: I knew what would happen if I were to stay, and as much as I love you, - platonically - staying here wouldn’t do me any good. Life comes, things change, and sometimes we just gotta give up.”

Silence fell on you two yet again, but it was interrupted by the slight sniffling coming from the tall Russian.

“Victor, I came back not because I wanted to fight for your affection, but because I’ve been worried about you. I just want you to know that...I still do care for you, and I have still supported you and Yuuri. But what you want, what I wanted...that’s not possible anymore.”

Pausing, you thought over your next words. Nothing was ever going to completely repair what was broken, but at the very least, you could try.

“How about this? Here’s my new number,” you handed him a small slip of paper with the nine digits printed on it in your handwriting. “Let’s start talking again, and you can meet my fiancee sometime. Sound good?”

His mood nearly took a 180, but his demeanor was still sullen and sad. A weak smile crossed his face, and he responded in kind, “Of course. How about we go back to the group and enjoy dinner, though? You’re here again, and it’s more than I could ask for - but we have a lot of catching up to do.”

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