#WHEN I WAS A KID I THOUGHT SHE WAS GOING TO BEAT ME WITH COINS INA SOCK AND WHEN I TOLD HER ABOUT THAT

[drop--pop--candy]

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[just-dreaming-marvel]

Love That Burns ~ Ending 2 ~ 43

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Word Count: 3,225ish

Summary: You, Logan, Charles, and Laura are on the run.

Warning(s): canon violence, injuries, illusions to sex, Logan is jealous of a child

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Logan stopped at a gas station as soon as he believed he had put a safe distance between the group and the smelting plant. Logan got out of the driver’s seat and got into the back of the limo. He was relieved to see that you were sound asleep, still breathing. He reached to take you from Laura, who was still caring for you, but she held tight and growled.

“That’s my wife you have your paws on, kid,” Logan retorted. “I’ve got to get that bullet out of her before—“

“Laura already took the bullet out,” Charles responded.

“What? When?”

“While you were driving.”

“Still.” He reached over to try to grab you again. Laura shook her head as she kept you near. “Damn it, kid!”

“It’s okay, Laura. He’s going to take care of her. He takes good care of us.” 

Charles shot Logan a soft smile, knowing that Logan had truly done so much to take care of everyone. Laura slowly released her grip, allowing Logan to pull you into him. He could hear the beat of your heart, allowing him to relax a bit.

“Logan, we need to talk,” Charles said after a moment. “Maybe you could give Laura some change for the mechanical horse.”

“Fine.” Logan pressed a kiss to your head before gently laying you back down. “Come on, kid.” 

Laura glanced at Charles, who gave an encouraging smile and nod before she followed Logan out of the limo. Logan led her to the mechanical horse and inserted a few coins, allowing her to ride it. 

“Stay put,” he ordered before heading back to the limo. “Come on, sweetheart,” Logan whispered as he knelt beside you in the back of the limo. “Wake up.”

“Logan?” You rasped, blinking.

“I’m right here… you had me scared there for a moment.”

“What—What happened?” You glanced down to see that your wound was healed, leaving behind a scar.

“Laura took out the bullet when you fell asleep.”

“Where is she?” You groaned as you sat up.

“You need to lie back down.”

“Logan. I’m fine. Where’s Laura?”

“She’s on the mechanical horse outside,” Charles responded.

“Is she okay?”

“She’s not my biggest concern at the moment,” Logan muttered, eyes still scanning you for more injuries.

“She should be,” Charles said. “Did you get any information from the woman she was with?”

“I got the woman’s phone.” 

Logan pulled it out of his pocket, surprised it at stayed there after the fight. He opened it up to see a video already pulled up. You sat up, leaning into Logan.

“You need your glasses,” you told him.

“Shit,” Logan muttered as he reached into the front and grabbed his glasses. He slipped them over his nose and looked at you over them. “Better?”

“Much.” You leaned in and kissed his cheek. Then Logan pressed play.

“My name is Gabriela Lopez,” the woman on the screen introduced. “I’m a nurse. And for ten years, I worked for Transigen Research in Mexico City. Transigen is owned by an American company. What I am about to show you is illegal in the U.S. and Canada. They told us we were part of a pharmaceutical study. But, of course, that was a lie. These children were born in Transigen. They were born here, and have never left. They have never seen the sun or the ocean, rain or snow or any of God’s creatures. They have no birth certificates. No names, besides the ones we have given them. They were raised in the bellies of Mexican girls. Girls no one can find anymore. Their fathers are semillas geneticas, special seeds in bottles. We do not dress them up for Halloween. We do not call them ‘baby’ or kiss boo-boos. Don’t think of them as children. Think of them as things with patents and copyrights. They thought we were too poor and stupid to understand. We’re poor, yes, but we are not stupid. This is business. They are making soldiers. Killers. These are babies of mutants—“

As the woman spoke, the video showed different clips from the facility. The children of different ages and mutations. The children being trained and fighting. It broke your heart to see all of this. Laura came up in the video a few times, breaking your heart even further. The phone died before the video finished. Logan tore off his glasses and looked at Laura.

“North Dakota,” Charles stated.

“Mmm?” Logan hummed.

“You took that woman’s money. You said you would take the child there.”

Logan kept his eyes on Laura, watching her grow angry as the machine stopped. “What is she?”

“She’s your daughter, Logan.”

“Alkali…” You whispered. “Alkali has your genetic code.”

Logan’s worried gaze met yours. “Not just mine,” he said. He went to the door and opened it.

“Logan,” Charles called.

“I don’t want to talk about it. I don’t wanna hear about it anymore.”

“Logan.”

“Just stop!”

“I have to pee.”

Logan huffed before grabbing the wheelchair out of the trunk and helping Charles into it. You got out and leaned against the limo, watching everything unfold. Laura was growing angrier at the machine as it refused to move more. She let her claws out of one fist and went to slam it into the controls, but Logan caught her wrist. Logan finished another quarter from his pocket and held it up.

“Last ride,” he told her.

Logan placed the coin in the insert, causing the mechanical horse to begin moving again. Logan and Laura glared each other down for a moment.

“You’re welcome,” Logan said before limping away to help Charles.

You shook your head, already exhausted from just watching Laura and Logan interact. Pushing yourself off of the limo, you came over to Laura.

“When the ride’s over, you want to go in and get some snacks?” You asked her. 

Laura nodded. When the ride was done, Laura took your hand and you led her inside.

“You can get whatever you want,” you said. “Don’t worry about what Logan may tell you.”

You walked around with Laura as she grabbed chips and a drink. Looking out the windows, you realized that Logan wasn’t back yet.

“I’ll go grab some money,” you told Laura. “Stay put.”

You went back to the limo, only to hear Logan shout back at the store.

“Not okay!” He was holding Laura’s wrist, whose claws were out. He dragged her out of the store. “Come on. Get in the car.”

“What happened?” You asked.

“She just tried to kill the worker. You need to be watching her.” He pushed her in your direction.

“Logan—“

“Let’s just go.”

~~~

You stayed in the back with Laura and Charles as Logan drove. You kept your gaze out the window. Laura sighed as she sided eyed you. Slowly, she moved over to your side and pulled at your hand.

“What is it, Laura?” You asked, trying not to sound exhausted.

She held up her palm and wiggled her fingers around. 

“She wants you to make a flame,” Charles said with a smile.

You held up your palm and made a small flame. “This?” You questioned.

Laura smiled and nodded. She watched with awe as the flame flickered above your palm. You were watching her reaction, that you missed the soft smile Logan had as he watched you from the rearview mirror. Charles noticed that Laura’s backpack was open. He reached in, pulling out X-Men comics. He smiled as he noticed they were mostly about you.

“Laura,” he called, motioning to the comics, “are you a fan?” Her enthusiastic nod caused Charles to chuckle and you to melt. “Yeah? I am, too.”

“Charles,” you shook your head with a scoff, unable to stop the smile.

“Logan though,” Charles motioned to the man driving, “she’s her biggest fan.”

Laura shook her head, causing you to laugh. You closed your palm, extinguishing the flame. 

“Get some rest,” you urged. Laura immediately cuddled into your side. 

You couldn’t help but wrap an arm around her to keep her close. You glanced up towards Logan, meeting his softened gaze in the mirror.

“You all should get some sleep,” Logan muttered. “I’ll keep driving.”

“You sure?” You asked.

“Get some rest, sweetheart.”

~~~

Logan drove to Oklahoma City, where the night life was bustling. Laura woke up and moved from your side to the window, staring at all the bring lights.

“Is this where we’re hiding out?” Charles asked.

“We’re not hiding out,” Logan responded. “We’re gonna get a couple of hours’ sleep, clean up, get some new clothes, get a new ride and get outta here.”

Logan pulled the limo up to the front of a Hotel and Casino. He got a suite with two rooms, two bathrooms, and a living room with a couch in the middle. On the way to the elevator to head there, Laura stopped in front of a store window, looking at the clothes.

“Come on, let’s go,” Logan urged. “Hey Laura.”

“We need clothes,” Charles said.

You placed a hand on Logan’s arm, catching his attention. “I’ll deal with the clothes,” you told him. “Why don’t you get everyone else upstairs and settled in? I’ll be right there.”

Logan was heavily debating on telling you no. But he was exhausted and needed to give Charles his meds. “Fine.” He dug into his pocket and pulled out some cash. “Let me know if you need more.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead. 

You went over to Laura, who was still by the windows. “Go with Logan. I’ll grab the clothes and be right up.”

Laura hesitancy matched Logan’s, which was both cute and annoying. She shook her head and grabbed your hand. You sighed and looked back at Charles and Logan.

“I guess she’s staying with me,” you told them. You could see that Logan didn’t like that plan. “We won’t be long.”

With huff, Logan gave a nod and you headed into the store.

~~~

Logan had already cleaned up Charles and put him in to bed when you and Laura arrived with the clothes. You set the bags on the coffee table as Logan stepped out of the other room, downing a small bottle of alcohol. 

“Kid will sleep on the couch,” Logan said. “We get the bed in here.”

You nodded, looking Logan up and down. “You should get cleaned up.”

“So should you… I can wait until the morning.” 

Suddenly, Laura was back at your side, grabbing your hand. She tugged at it before placing it palm up. You laughed.

“Do you want a flame?” You asked. She nodded. You lifted up your other had and formed small flames in both of your palms. 

Keeping her eyes on your flames, Laura side stepped over to Logan and tugged at his jacket. She pointed at your flames.

“Yeah,” he gave you a soft smile. “She’s cool, kid.” He took her head and guided her to sit down on the couch. “Now, stay here. Sleep.”

You let Laura take one last look at your flames before you extinguished them. Logan took the needed steps over to you and took your hands. With a groan, he pulled you up.

“Come on,” he muttered, guiding you to the bedroom.

You turned your head. “Good night, Laura.”

Logan shut the door between the two of you and Laura before guiding you back to the bathroom and shutting that door. He wrapped you up in his arms and held you close.

“I thought you were going to die,” he whispered, failing to hide the shake in his voice.

“I’m right here, Logan,” you replied quietly. 

He pulled away quickly as he began to cough, using the counter to hold himself up. You placed a warm hand on his back and began rubbing circles.

“You’re getting worse,” you mumbled.

“I’m—“ he coughed, “fine.” He wiped off his lips with his jacket as he turned back to face you. His hands found your hips and pulled you into him. 

“We should get some rest. We can clean up in the morning.”

The two of you took some of your clothes off before stepping back into the bedroom. Both of you immediately noticed Laura sitting in the bed, waiting for the two of you.

“No,” Logan said, shaking his head. “There’s a perfectly good couch out there. Go.”

“Logan,” you giggled, “the bed is big enough.”

“Are you serious?”

“I can sleep in the middle. If you can’t handle it, there’s a perfectly good couch out there.”

Logan’s jaw clenched, hating how you used his own words against him. He already knew he wouldn’t get much sleep tonight, but he had least wanted to hold you close as he failed to sleep. Besides, he was also done fighting with you. It was taking too much out of both of you.

“Fine,” he sighed before pointing at Laura, “but stay on your side of the bed.”

Laura moved to one side, allowing you to crawl into the middle. Logan went around to the other side. Laura went to cuddle into you, but Logan quickly pulled you back into him.

“My wife,” he growled, tightening his arms around you.

You could sense the growing tension between the two and you quickly placed an arm out towards Laura and on arm on top of Logan’s. “There’s enough of me to go around,” you told them. 

You weaved your fingers through Logan’s as Laura wrapped around your outstretched arm. You watched as she fell asleep. Logan kissed your head before he buried his head into your neck. For that brief moment, there was a sense of peace and family in that room, causing you to fall asleep with a small smile on your face.

~~~

Logan was up first. He took care of Charles, changing him, before laying out Laura’s clothes. He took your new clothes and his into the bathroom. As he came around to pick you up from the bed, he noticed Laura carefully watching him. She was still gripping your arm. Logan went to pulled you into him when Laura growled.

“Stop that!” Logan scolded as quietly as he could. “I’m just trying to take care of her. I’m not gonna hurt her… She’s my wife. I love her.”

Laura hesitated a moment before she let go of your arm. Logan pulled you up into his arms and carried you into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him with his foot. You moaned as you began to come to. Logan set you on the counter and held you up.

“Logan?” You rasped.

“Hey, princess,” he gave you a small smile before pecking your lips. 

“What are you doing?”

“Taking care of my wife, like I should be.”

Logan pulled off your shirt, revealing the new scar from the bullet wound. Logan’s calloused hand gently ran over the scar before he bent down and kissed it. You closed your eyes, inhaling sharply at Logan’s tenderness. He trailed kisses up your neck to your ear before pulling away.

“I’ll be right back,” he whispered. “Gotta start the shower.”

You nodded, giving Logan the signal to move. He moved as quickly as he could to get the shower on and remove his clothes before helping you with the rest of yours. Logan wrapped his arms around you, but you pushed against his shoulders.

“You can’t go carrying me around like you used to,” you said, running a hand through Logan’s hair. “It hurts you too much.”

“I don’t give a fuck,” he responded. “Let me carry you until I die.”

Logan firmly kissed you as he carried you over to the large hotel shower. He held you up against the tile wall.

“Logan,” you breathed. 

“I’ve got you, baby,” he whispered against your lips. “Let me show you.”

~~~

After some shower sex, you and Logan lovingly washed each other before getting ready for the day. Logan kept coughing, causing you to help him get dressed. You were grabbing his shirt when he began coughing into a towel. He pulled it away to see specks of blood on it. He quickly tossed it away, not wanting to worry you further, before downing another small bottle of alcohol. 

“Here,” you said, holding up the shirt. 

“I can do it,” he grumbled.

“I know, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be getting help.” As carefully as you could, you helped Logan put his shirt on, his flannel, and then his jacket. “There.” You fixed the collar. “Ready to save the world.”

His hands slid around your waist, tugging you into him. “I don’t want to save the world anymore… I just want to save my world.”

The two of you shared a kiss before exiting the bathroom. 

“I’ll go check on Laura and Charles,” you said, noticing Logan eying Logan’s bag and the files spilling out. You reached down and grabbed his glasses from the table, sliding them onto his face. “Mmm,” you hummed, “handsome.” You gave him another kiss before heading to the other part of the hotel room. 

Logan sat down on the end of the bed and began flipping through the files. The files held information on the mutant children, including Laura. It also confirmed that Logan’s genetics were used to create Laura. He tossed the files aside and continued looking in Laura’s bag. There were X-Men comics, most of them were about you. He flipped through one, the ending page catching his eye. You were in a wedding dress while Logan was pictured in a tux. The two of you were kissing at your wedding. Logan’s heart clenched at the thought of making it official. Grabbing the comics, Logan marched into the room which Charles was laying on the bed watching a movie and you were helping Laura tie her shoes.

“You read these in your spare time?” Logan questioned Laura, holding up the comics. “Oh, yeah, Charles, Y/N, we got ourselves an X-Men fan. Or, an Ember fan more like it. You do know they’re all bullshit, right? Maybe a quarter of it happened, but not like this. In the real world, people die! And no self-promoting asshole in a fucking leotard can stop it!”

“Logan,” you scolded.

“This is ice cream for bed-wetters!”

“Logan,” Charles tried.

“That nurse has been feeding her some grade-A bullshit.”

“She’s allowed to believe in the good of what we did, Logan,” you said. “We did do a lot of good… and even the good times end.”

Logan scoffed.

“I don’t think Laura needs reminding of life’s impermanence,” Charles added. “Did you say something about finding us a new ride?”

Logan picked up the pill bottle on the dresser and held it up. “Two more pills in one hour.” He threw them at Laura, who caught them. “Give ‘em to him.” He grabbed your hand and dragged you into the other room.

“You need to be nicer to her,” you whispered, growing angry at him. “She is your daughter.”

“No, she’s not. I’ll be back as soon as I can. Don’t leave the room.” He yanked you closer, crashing his lips against yours. “I love you.”

Logan slipped out of the room, leaving you standing there. Your hand went up to your lips, fingers brushing against them as the taste of alcohol and blood lingered on them.

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[kissorkill16]

Together: A Hello Neighbor Fanfic

By JJ

Summary: Trinity and Nicky visit Mr. Peterson together.

"Trinity Bales.", started Mr. Peterson, "Raven Brooks' best kid detective, and future missing child."

Trinity glared at the man behind bars, and her friend, Nicky stood behind her, crow bar in hand.

She had gone to Nicky and told her that their friends were in trouble, but Nicky was still in a weak mental state at the time. Trinity was close to giving up, but just as she was about to leave Nicky's house, she felt him put a hand on her shoulder.

He looked like he'd finally snapped out of it. His eyes were still a little strained, but he wasn't mumbling nonsense anymore, nor was he wearing the bag.

He had decided to go with her to visit Mr. Peterson this time, and he came prepared, that explains the crow bar he brought.

Trinity stepped closer to the man. "Is that supposed to scare us?", she asked. Then she held up the book, "Because we found your book."

Despite her confidence, she still felt a little scared. Nicky too, he backed up against the wall with the crow bar in hand.

Mr. Peterson's eyes widened, then they darkened. "Then you're in even more danger.", he said. He reached his hand through the bars and tried to snatch it, "Give it to me!"

Nicky swung at Mr. Peterson's hand with the crow bar, making the man jerk it back. "Don't touch her.", he growled.

Trinity waved the book around. "Oh, want it back? Tell me who or what is after us.", she said firmly.

Mr. Peterson let out a condescending laugh, and he smiled the most evil, horrible, wicked smile anyone's ever seen.

"You enjoy spying on people, don't you?", he asked Trinity. "The intrusion? The thrill?"

"I'm not here to play games, weirdo.", said Trinity.

"I could see across your house from mine, you know.", Mr. Peterson said in a deep voice. "I watched your parents fight, watched you do your homework, watched you."

Nicky readied the crow bar in his hands, but Trinity put her arm in front of him.

"Fine. Don't help.", she said. She pointed at Mr. Peterson, "Enjoy rotting in here.", she grabbed Nicky by the hand. "Come on, Nicky."

They walked away from Mr. Peterson, both deeply disappointed that this man was absolutely no help. Well, Trinity was more frustrated, Nicky didn't really expect anything from him since everything that happened before Trinity got the coin.

"You two won't just walk away. You can't.", said the man. "You're obsessed."

Trinity rolled her eyes.

"Nicholas...", said the man, "Your friend is obsessed,...just like she was in Shelbyville."

The kids stopped in their tracks, chills running down their spines. Trinity especially looked scared.

"I'm guessing she never told you about that, did she?", Mr. Peterson asked Nicky. Nicky didn't look back at him, he just shook his head. "No, she didn't. But I don't want to know."

Mr. Peterson let out another condescending laugh. "Why not? She's a little monster. Her parents know it, I know it, and soon, everyone will."

Nicky still didn't turn around, he just looked at Trinity's scared face as she clutched the book to her chest.

"I'm sure you know it, but you just don't want to admit it. To her or yourself."

This time, Nicky did turn around. He was about to swing the crow bar at him again, but Trinity put her arm in front of him again. "That all you got?", she said, not at all intimidated by the man.

Then Mr. Peterson said something that made both Trinity and Nicky's heart plummet.

"Who will they blame when your friends turn up dead, Trinity?", he said. Then he looked around the hallway. "And where are your friends now, hm?"

Nicky looked at Trinity, wanting an answer too, because he didn't want to believe that his friends were dead. He didn't want his thoughts to be true.

Trinity stuttered. "I...I don't know.", she said. "We...we were ambushed."

Nicky's eyes widened in shock. His heart started beating faster with the thought of all of his friends being dead or missing.

"Ambushed?", asked Mr. Peterson, "Uh oh. Sounds like there's a nasty little traitor in your ranks. A real rat.", he said, walking back into his cell to the wall. "I wonder which one."

Nicky wanted to snap at him, to bang on the bars of his cell in anger for ever thinking that any of his friends would ever turn on them. But he just looked at the floor, eyes filled with worry.

"We trust our friends.", said Trinity. Nicky nodded, agreeing with her.

But Mr. Peterson kept thinking aloud. "Hmm...that timid little mouse of a boy or the insect with the bat.", he said, clenching his fist. Then he turned around and looked straight at Nicky, "Or maybe it's you, Nicholas."

Nicky backed all the way up against the wall, losing his grip on the crow bar he held in his hands. His eyes were wide with fear as he looked at Mr. Peterson.

"Do you want to come back yet? Back home?", he asked. He held onto the bars of his cell door, "I miss you my boy."

The last part came out like a growl.

Trinity snatched the crow bar from Nicky's hands as she noticed that he was about to drop it, then she banged on the cell door. Mr. Peterson took a step back.

"Stop it! Your mind games won't work!", she said. She calmed down a bit, but still stood her ground. "The only way we help you is you help us. Who is Crowface? And how is this book connected to stuff?"

She began to flip through the pages of the black book. Mr. Peterson just stared at her wickedly.

"Ah...it's a secret.", he said. He motioned for the kids to come over. "Both of you, come close, and I'll whisper it into your little ears."

Nicky just stood against the wall, curling in on himself, not moving an inch towards the bars his enemy stood behind.

"Why is this book so dangerous?", asked Trinity.

Mr. Peterson gave her a stern look. "Our masked guest is dead set on making their lives magnificent, our lives made worse.", he said.

Trinity and Nicky looked down at the floor.

"My life has been pretty miserable lately.", said Trinity. Nicky nodded, "Mine too."

"Someone has to suffer for someone else to soar."

"Who in Raven Brooks is dishing out all of this trouble?", asked Trinity. Mr. Peterson just stared back at her.

"Lots of us are hiding secrets, aren't we?", he said, saying the last bit as he looked at Nicky. The boy looked away from him, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of scaring him more than he already has.

Nicky took a deep breath. "Everyone in your book is a creep. I thought it was just you, and maybe my science teacher, but it turns out you're not the only one."

"Not the only one.", said Mr. Peterson. "Hm..."

A moment of silence passed by, and Trinity began pacing. She didn't want to believe that any of her friends could be a traitor, especially not Nicky.

She knew that he had every reason to do so, especially after what happened at school, but he didn't. So it couldn't be him. It could only be one of her other friends, who she still didn't know where they were.

She dreaded all of the things that could've happened to them.

"Your pursuers must not acquire my book.", said Mr. Peterson. Trinity looked at the book in confusion.

"So...burn it?", she asked. Nicky shrugged, "Sounds like a plan to me."

Mr. Peterson growled, startling Nicky and making him back up against the wall again. Trinity still stood in her place. Then Mr. Peterson smiled wickedly again.

"Then you'll never know the truth. Will you?"

Trinity looked at the book once again.

"I can see the goosebumps on your skin.", said the man, "On both of your skin."

A pause, "Free me and -"

Nicky shook his head, "Absolutely not!", he said. He calmed down when he realized his voice was a little too loud, "We can do this by ourselves, Peterson."

Trinity nodded, agreeing with her friend. "Yes, Nicky's right. We just need to -"

"We can only stop them if you let me out of here."

Both of the kids looked at the man, incredulously. Nicky scoffed, "What makes you think we need your help with stopping them? Especially after -"

"Your friend made herself a part of this.", said the man. "Our fates are entwined now. You two need my help, and I -"

Trinity put her hand up, "No. I don't trust you.", she said. "The realtor..."

"Lucy...", said Nicky.

"The hardware store clerk.", Trinity continued on.

"Aaron and Mya. I don't know about Aaron, but I know about Mya."

"They're dead because of you!", Trinity finished. "No way in hell I'm gonna -"

"How dare you.", growled Mr. Peterson.

He grabbed the bars of his cell door. "I didn't hurt those people, and I never laid a finger on my children, especially not you or Lucy, Nicholas.", he said, looking at Nicky as he said that last bit. "That was the nasty handiwork of our masked acquaintance."

Nicky looked at the floor once again, completely shocked. "So I was wrong about him.", he thought. "He's not a killer."

"So you're not a killer?", asked Trinity. Mr. Peterson growled.

"What I am is tired of waiting.", he said. "Get me out and I'll take care of everything. I started this, now let me finish it."

He took a breath, then reached his hand through the bars. "Deal?", he asked.

Both Trinity and Nicky just looked at the hand, completely frightened.

"Take my hand, children.", he said.

Neither moved to take his hand.

"Take it.", he said once again. Still, neither of them made a move.

"Take. My. Hand.", he growled.

Trinity turned around to leave, "I'm good.", she said, scared. Mr. Peterson reached both of his arms through the bars, almost like he was about to grab her.

"Take it you sniveling pest!", he growled. Trinity just ran out of the hallway as Mr. Peterson kept screaming.

"Take my hand! Take my hand! TAKE IT! TAKE IT!!", he screamed.

What Trinity didn't realize was that Nicky was still standing there in fear, watching as Mr. Peterson became completely unrecognizable. Once a kind family man, now a monster. Mr. Peterson turned to look at him, and he smiled.

"Come on now, Nicholas.", he said. "You've followed her like a pet for long enough now. It's time you came home with me."

He reached through the bars to Nicky, and Nicky just stood against the wall, not wanting to take that gloved hand.

"I never meant for Lucy's death to happen, and I promise I've never laid a hand on my children. I never raised a hand to you while you were in my home, have I?", he said.

Nicky didn't want to admit it, but Mr. Peterson did have a point. Even while he was slowly descending into insanity, he never even thought about hurting Nicky.

But even that wasn't enough to make Nicky feel better.

Mr. Peterson pulled his hand back into his cell. "I'll give you some time to think about it, dear.", he said. "But don't take too long."

Nicky just walked away, taking his crow bar with him.

[t-lostinworlds]

"And you're really going to leave me alone to watch our kids?"

AND WHAT IF I SIMPLY PASSED AWAY. WHAT THE FUCK IM IN PAINNNNNN

LKASLKASLK but honestly, it just makes so much sense. they're like two sides of the same coin. If a whole high school can dub them "the king and queen" with no hesitation, you best believe those mischievous lil shits would call them "mom and dad" without missing a beat. only thing was, it alternates most of the time. sometimes it was steve who gets called the mom, and she gets called the dad, and vice versa. either way, they're both "the parents" of the group and it's been like that ever since.

Robin always jokingly called them an "old married couple" because of how much they argued with each other and that the youngsters were "their kids" with how much the group was always seen together in such a family dynamic.

It always annoyed the two of them so much because the thought of being together was repulsive since "who would want to be married to someone who only complains about everything" and "why would i want to put up with someone who thinks his way is the only way" and so on. Robin could only laugh at the way they can never look each other in the eye every time they're called a "couple" and the way Steve never fails to turn red every time. Idiots, amirite?

But it wasn't until they somehow ended up the only two people dropping the kids off at summer camp that Steve saw how fitting it was.

He was giving Dustin a rundown of any and all advice he could think of, from "make sure to follow the rules and keep safe", and "try and win as many games as you can but don't forget to have fun", and reminding him not to forget sunscreen and to keep an eye over the others, etc. Steve ended it with a good ol ruffling of Dustin's hair which the young boy groaned in annoyance,

"Thanks for driving us here, Dad."

It was joking yet loving all the same. Steve rolled his eyes but he couldn't wipe the smile off his face or the warm feeling he got in his chest.

And when he went looking for you so he could annoy you and say that it was time to go and to hurry your slow ass up, he caught you in the middle of saying goodbye with El.

"Bye, mom, drive back home safe," the young girl had giggled. You laughed with her, but he had never seen you smile so bright and so proud as you gave her one last hug.

Steve couldn't explain why his heart felt funny and warm and fuzzy all of a sudden.

Then the two of you were arguing over who gets control of the radio the minute he pulled back onto the road, from the whole "my car my rules" to "shotgun privileges" and kept arguing the whole way back to Hawkins over the smallest things you both could think of.

But you and him being mom and dad to the kids? The thought never left Steve since.

🏆 Competitively Stupid

[the-way-astray]

STRIEEFE 😆

This was the Katie prompt

(Sophie pov)

Sophie had always wondered if kissing could be as great as people had claimed. But kissing Keefe was so. Much. Better-

She stumbled forward suddenly. She glanced around. She wasn't in the Grove with Keefe anymore. In fact, Keefe wasn't anywhere!

People milled about in the park. Sophie tried to find a clue to where she was. Birds chirped in the breezy air.

The Forbidden Cities. She was back in the Forbidden Cities. But... why? How could she get back to Keefe?

(Stria pov)

The last thing Stria expected while taking her walk was to be randomly teleported into her childhood book series. But now, here she was, lips pressed against her least favorite character.

It had taken her a second to process what had happened. One moment, she was walking at her local park. The next, she found herself practically eating Keefe's face off.

Once she had realized what was going on, she jerked away. Keefe looked hurt until his eyes landed on Stria. His brows pressed together in confusion.

That face lasted all of two seconds before Stria reered her arm back. She slapped him clean across his cheek. It left a handprint on his face.

(Keefe pov)

Keefe reached up to feel his bruised cheek. It felt like it was starting to swell. Who was she? Where was Sophie?

"The frick!" He yelled. "Who are you?"

"I'm Stria," she told him. "Why was I kissing you?! I hate you!"

Ok, rude.

"You just randomly teleported in place of Foster. You don't even know me. HOW DO YOU HATE ME?"

She snorted. "Oh, trust me. I know you."

Ok, he wasn't liking this chick. "Ok, if you know me so well, what's my name?"

"Keefe Sencen," Stria replied, not missing a beat.

"That's freaky."

She crossed her arms. "Like I said. I know you."

"Why do you hate me so much?"

"Because," she scoffed. "You're obnoxious, manipulative, immature, and, frankly, you're basic."

"Ok, I don't like this replacement Sophie," Keefe decided.

"I didn't ask for this either!"

He raised his hands in surrender. "Ok, fine, how do we switch back?"

"Like heck if I know."

Keefe tried to rack his brain for a solution. "What were you doing when you got teleported here?"

"I was walking in the park near the water fountain."

(Stria pov)

Keefe considered this for a moment. "Alright. I think I know how you guys can switch back."

Stria had a strong feeling she wasn't about to like this plan.

"So we all need to do what the other was doing when you got swapped."

She thought about the implications of what that meant. That meant she was going to have to kiss him again. Hard pass.

"No," she decided.

"Do you want to go home or not? I'm not a fan of this plan either."

"Ugh. Fine." She rolled her eyes. "Sophie better walk by that fountain again soon. Or else I might end up vomiting in your mouth."

Every cell in Stria's body wanted to twist, scream, crawl, and kick as she stepped closer to the blonde boy in front of her. His stiff arms wrapped around her waist. He crinkled his nose before finally leaning down. Stria had to physically hold back her gag.

She was counting on Sophie as her lifeline at this point. Several minutes had gone by, lips on lips, and she had to keep herself from squirming. Even if all of her instincts screamed at her to clock him in his smug smirky face and run.

(Sophie pov)

Sophie still didn't know what to do. She had gone by a nearby hotdog stand for some food. She missed meat dearly. But she had finished it now and was sitting on the bench.

She was hoping that she waited long enough she'd get sent back home. Nope.

She sighed and headed back off near the main plaza of the park. She was getting antsy. She started to go near the fountain to look out at the water and coins of little kids wishes.

But when she got in the vicinity of it, something happened. She was disoriented until she realized she was back to kissing Keefe. She was back!

He pulled away and let out a sigh. "Oh, thank God," he sighed. "You're back!"

He crushed her with his hug.

"What happened to your face," she asked. She gently reached out to his bruised face.

"I don't wanna talk about it," he mumbled. "I'm just glad you're back."

He buried his face in her neck. She laughed and patted his head.

sigh . . .

the excessive use of exclamation points is absolutely taking me out

“The Forbidden Cities. She was back in the Forbidden Cities. But... why? How could she get back to Keefe?” this question is never answered . . . why did the swap happen

“The last thing Stria expected while taking her walk was to be randomly teleported into her childhood book series.” yeah, but why me . . . there are so many other kotlc fans

“One moment, she was walking at her local park. The next, she found herself practically eating Keefe's face off.” this sentence was pure pain to read. well. technically i wouldn’t be kissing him i would be trying to wash my mouth out with soap

“Once she had realized what was going on, she jerked away.” i like to think some core part of me would be way ahead of me and jerk back without my conscious kind no knowing what was happening yet because that’s how much i dislike keefe

“She slapped him clean across his cheek. It left a handprint on his face.” to be fair, i wouldn’t really blame him or hit him because that’s mean and this isn’t really his fault

“"I'm Stria," she told him. "Why was I kissing you?! I hate you!" Ok, rude.” please save me from this cringe

“"Because," she scoffed. "You're obnoxious, manipulative, immature, and, frankly, you're basic."” you forgot so many things . . .

“"Sophie better walk by that fountain again soon. Or else I might end up vomiting in your mouth."” please let me vomit in his mouth . . . i want him to feel pure disgust in my presence . . .

“Every cell in Stria's body wanted to twist, scream, crawl, and kick as she stepped closer to the blonde boy in front of her.” yeah, my skin actually physically crawls when i get disgusted so this is pretty accurate

“Several minutes had gone by, lips on lips, and she had to keep herself from squirming.” SEVERAL MINUTES???? what the fuck . . . do people kiss for several minutes even . . . also why should i keep myself from squirming. squirming doesn’t change the kissing part

“She had gone by a nearby hotdog stand for some food.” while i was having the worst time of my life, sophie was getting food???? realistically she’d be panicking but okay

“"I don't wanna talk about it," he mumbled. "I'm just glad you're back."” oh come on keefe tell sophie about my triumph

that honestly wasn’t too bad. at least i was disgusted by keefe the entire time. i rate this a 3/10

[mayhemforlace]

can you tell me a little bit about audo? pretty please 🙏🏼 what's his personality like? did you create him for veilguard and give him the backstory after, or did you play him as Inquisitor? and I know they have a long history of flirting and I think kept it pretty casual, but he and lace are endgame, right? what do they do after Veilguard?

I'm so glad you like him/them, y'all have no clue.

Audo was indeed one of my Inquisitor AUs! I cannot tell you how obsessed with DAI I was almost literally right up until Cyberpunk 2077. I got sixteen Inquisitors and they all exist in each others canons and I played multiple of them more than once; they got the kind of lore that makes you look like the Pepe Silva meme if you try to actually explain it. You know how it is.

But yeah, I thought it would be really fun to do a playthrough and romance no one but Lace out came Audo. Half-brother to my canon Trevelyan, in his Inquisitor AU, they were just a super duper flirty slow-burn. He beat Cory, met Ameridan, and then went beyond the Deep Roads in that order. They became a Thing before the Deep Roads, and it had the same really cute and really awkward vibe that the beginning of her romance in Veilguard does. But also boy was he jealous of Kenric's time with her in the Frostback Basin. Kenric totally had a crush on Lace too and Audo was simply so jealous. His AU was definitely one of my favorites, so I knew what I had to do when they revealed she was fully romanceable.

Before Veilguard, their canon lore was pretty similar to what it became now at the start. He was back and forth between Ostwick and Skyhold and eventually he was at Skyhold more, doing actual work for the Inqiusition until his mother died in late 9:44. He and Lace flirted and chit-chatted and became friends and flirted some more until he went back to Antiva. After a bit of time, he returned to working for the Inquisiton. This is where the new canon diverges, he simply never went back.

Audo himself is brash and relies on luck more often than not. He's a hot head against people who present themselves as above him. Nobles, magistrates, Chantry mothers, cranky First Wardens all get under his skin all too easily, and it's a crapshoot whether or not the interaction will end well. More of an act first, think later kind of person. He's impulsive and relatively outgoing and personable when he wants to be. He was the sweet talker and/or distraction when he and his friends pick-pocketed people as a kid. He always spares a coin for beggars.

After Veilguard, he and Lace go to Ferelden, and I imagine they work with the Inquisitor again -- but not before the longest vacation they could muster. Lace demanded Fereldan, cottage, quiet, at least for a little while, and that's what they do. When he finally meets Ma Harding, he charms her right away. As time goes on, he'll dote on her as much as he would have his mother. But eventually, I imagine her newfound abilities get her attention from other dwarves, even Orzammar, and some of their life might revolve around that. And sometime during all this, they'll have kids, Phil and Lil type twins. In the original canon, it wasn't until about :52 they were born, so now, I imagine it'll be sometime :57/:58.

hopefully there's some coherency in here sdkjgdfsjklg

[abbofff]

Percy slayed! (our algebra teacher)

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In the present, it's been 2 years and 2 schools since I met Percy. You see, we are not bad kids. The thing is, we always seem to get into misunderstandings and end up getting expelled. We were the only ones who really understood and trusted each other through all of that, and our mothers never thought we were a bad influence on each other. In the contrary, we made each other better. Percy made me stop paying attention to the bullies. Meanwhile, I helped Percy get out of many problems through my words. We became so close that I considered him my brother. I would do anything for him, and I know he would do the same for me.

At this time, we were on a school trip to the museum with Grover, a friend we made in Yancy. I really liked Grover, he was very funny and kind and thanks to him we learned to play mythomagic and a lot of Greek myths. Thanks to him, it's not just me and Percy anymore. But, as always, no matter how hard we tried to mind our business, there were always people who picked on us.

Grover, Percy and me were looking at the statues of Perseus, son of Zeus (like more than half of the statues there), while Professor Brunner told our class to pick a statue and write how it made us feel. Grover and I separated from Percy to look for a statue that caught our attention.

I stumbled with one of the statues of Zeus, the most famous all-powerful royal scumbag. I mean, how else could I describe the guy? He cheated on Hera literally countless of times, putting a target on the back his lovers and his kids for the goddess of marriage to strike when she found out they existed. All while ruling the Gods and the sky with extreme arrogance. But before I could get to write something on the clipboard, I heard Percy's voice.

- Mom? - He shouted, and everyone laughed.

- Yes, sweety, mommy's here. - That annoying red-headed demon spoke, Nancy Bobofit. That girl had it out for me and my friends since the beginning of the year, and she hadn't knock it out till this day.

- Percy Jackson, control yourself - said Miss Dodds. That old lady really loves taking Percy and me to the principal's office.

- He can't help it, Miss Dodds. Percy is special. - The blonde boy's shoulders fell as he sighed.

-Enough! - Professor Brunner ordered, of all the teachers, he was the only one who cared about his students, especially about Percy and me. He always said that something big was waiting for us.

I took advantage of the fact that Professor Brunner was busy talking to Percy, and I approached Nancy. Grover told me a bunch of times already to stay away from her to not get into any more trouble, but it wasn't like I was going to punch her, at least not in front of everyone.

- Oh my God, I finally found you! Now, tell me, little goblin, where's that pot of golden coins, huh? - I whispered to her. She looked at me with a harsh stare.

- Listen, you freak, get lost before I push you from the stairs.- She rolled her eyes on annoyance and walked away. I smiled, I hated injustices, so now at least the next time she picks on me, she'll be justified. Why be the bigger person if I can be the bigger pain in the ass?

After Percy was done talking with our professor, I walked to his side.

- Can you believe Nancy? - He asked.

- No, I can't believe she beat me on the joke - I smirked to him.

- Oh, shut up - He smiled back.

Then, Mr Brunner shouted again.

- Children, it's lunch time! Let's go outside now.

After a few minutes, me and the boys were sitting by the fountain about to eat our sandwiches.

- There are all sorts of schools of thought about what drives that kind of bullying. Childhood trauma, feelings of inadequacy... - Grover stated.

He was always so kind, but I didn't understand why he was trying to justify that bitch. She does have anger in her, but she wasn't justified of constantly picking on good people. She could be mean to me all she wanted, but Grover and Percy had done nothing to her.

-Look, I get that Nancy has issues, I'm just getting tired of her taking out on me - My brother said. - I feel like... maybe it's time to do something about it -

-You could do an appointment to see Mr Kane. He's really good at talking-- Oh my dear friend I though.

-I was thinking more like shoving Nancy in the nearest dumpster- Percy said with a little smile.

-Oh. No no no no no no noo- Grover was shocked.

-Yeah, Grover is right, bro. If you punch her it will be really bad, but if I was the one to grab her by the hair, then it wouldn't be so bad. - I proposed.

Grover was about to have a heart attack.

-Listen, if there is one thing I know about bullies, it is that you should never stand up to them. -

- That's bullshit. She made me watch as she threw my new cherry lip balm down the toilet the other day, it would only be reasonable if I were to put gum in that pile of straw she calls hair. - I always tried to be patient because for Grover and Percy, but Nancy really had a talent for being despicable.

- I know this place is hard for people like us, okay? But there are better places, somewhere where we will finally fit in. We just have to be patient and keep moving forward. - My dark haired friend always knew how to give a motivational speech. It was a nice thought, and for a moment, I let myself think that in the end, he would be right.

That until a piece of cheese was thrown into his face.

- Oops. - Nancy said with a smirk. Uh, I'm gonna kill her.

Percy and I got up quickly, and before I could even think Nancy was on the fountain screaming to Miss Dodds.

And when I tell you my brain stopped, I tell you I thought it was a fucking glitch in the matrix. I was sure I didn't push the bitch, nor did Percy. He just made, like, the gesture, but he wasn't even that close to her. It seemed like the water had grabbed her?? Did she just jumped into the fountain?

- MISS DODDS, PERCY PUSHED ME. - Oh fuck no.

- What?! Stop being a liar. Nobody even touched her, she's doing it for the attention don't you see? How does evebody just can't see it? - I looked at Miss Dodds in the eyes, I was done with being pushed around.

- Miss Williams, this amount of disrespect won't be tolerated. Mr. Jackson and you will accompany me inside, we will talk about your punishment in private. - Well, there goes the 5th school I've been in.

As we followed Miss Dodds, I looked back to see Grover chatting frantically with Mr. Brunner while waving his arms, the professor opened his eyes and looked at us. I gave him a smile, he was the best teacher I had ever had and I had given him another reason to give up on me.

Miss Dodds took us to the back of the museum. There were only pictures with writing in what seemed like english, which was quite odd since it must have been in ancient greek.

The teacher stopped her walking in front of a statue of Hades.

- You filthy halfbloods really thought that you could remain hidden for this long. - Miss Dodds spoke, but it wasn't her normal voice. It was a cold and dangerous one.

I could feel my entire body vibranting in anticipation. I saw Percy carefully put his hand in his pocket.

She turned around, she was covered in scales and her feet had changed into bat-like legs that matched the wings that were beginning to grow from her back.

- You have nowhere to run and that little necklace of yours can't protect you no longer. Now, where is it? -

What? My necklace? It was just a metal chain with a peacock tail pendant. I have worn it for as long as I can remember and I had never taken it out because mom said I would surely lose it if i did.

I didn't have time to think until she lunged at Percy. He blocked her claws with a sword that appeared out of nowhere, but from the force of the blow, he fell backwards. I grabbed a vase and threw it at Miss Dodds, it didn't hurt her in any way but it made her notice me. She tried to swipe at me with her claws but I rolled to the right to avoid it.

Now on my feet, Percy was at my side tightly gripping his sword. Miss Dodds lunged toward us again with a giant leap with her wings spread wide. I instinctively gave an exaggerated clap with my hands that sent Miss Dodds flying to the other side of the room. She quickly stood up and looked at me.

-Betrayal runs through your blood. Did you think we wouldn't come for you? My patience is running out. Tell me where it is and I'll be quick. -

She was faster this time. Her claws scratched my Yancy sweatshirt as I dodged her and before she attacked me again, Percy impaled her with his sword. Miss Dodds was now scattered into the air as she disintegrated into dust.

I could feel the evil coming from her in the air and I don't know how I knew, but I knew she would return.

And that was the last thing that went trought my mind before everything went black.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Grover sweating with his eyes wide.

- OH MY GO-- Grover screamed.

- Grover? Where's Percy? - I was on the floor at the bottom of some stairs.

- Don't worry, he's ok. He woke up a minute ago, he's talking with Mr Brunner. You two seriously hit your heads really hard. He's talking about a Miss Dodds attacking you. -

- What? But --

- Yeah, I know. But don't worry, he'll snap out of it with time. Come on, let's get you up. - Grover offered me his hand and I took it.

I remembered being attacked by... that thing. I knew Miss Dodds was a harpy but that's not what I meant. And Percy had seen it too? It couldn't be possible.

I looked down to my sweatshirt, and it was completely fine. That monster wasn't real.

Okay, yeah, we daydreamed most of the time but that was just ADHD. Did we also have group hallucinations now? No, it couldn't be possible.

Everything will be fine. I'll just tell Percy that he hit his head. I'll get this pushed so deep that it'll never be mentioned again. Everything will be forgotten. I will not let him be sent to a shrink.

The ride back to Yancy was full of whispers. Some of the kids turned to look at Percy and then continue their silent conversations. He was looking at his feet like if they were the most interesting thing in the world.

I grabbed his hand and squeezed it.

- Don't worry, I got you. Nothing bad will happen as long we stick together. - I said in a soft whisper. I know he may not believe it now, but I will try everything to make sure my words are true.

He still didn't looked at me, but his breathing became softer.

I looked to my right to see Grover. He was deep in thought and looked worried. So I grabbed his hand too. He gave me a weak smile but there was something on his eyes still, guilt maybe. I will speak to him after.

When the buss finnaly stopped, the boys and I went straight to the principal's office.

- Percy Jackson, you have been accused of pushing Miss Bobofit into the fountain. - Percy shrank in his chair.

- And you, Miss Williams, yelled at a teacher, again. - The director sighed.

- Sir, I didn't pushed Nancy. You could ask anyone, everybody knows she loves getting me on trouble. - Percy stated.

- He's right, Mister. Please, let us tell you our side of the story. - I asked.

- No need, we already have a witness. - The director said, and then looked at Grover.

My friend stopped looking at the floor and looked at the director in the eyes.

- Yeah, they did it. Percy pushed Nancy and then Ada tried to protect him with lies, like always. - Grover did not stutter once.

Percy looked at him with a frown and I just went blank. Grover was a great friend, he understood and accepted us. Or at least so I thought.

- It's really a shame to have to do this one day before the end of the school year, but your actions cannot be overlooked. Mr Jackson, Miss Williams, you are expelled from this institution. -

I knew these speeches, but it still hurt. I really thought we could make it to seventh grade without causing trouble.

A few hours later, I had my backpack ready with the few things I had hanging on my back while I was walking to the exit.

- Ada! - I heard an old voice calling my name behind me.

- Mr Brunner, hi. - I gave him a smile while I walk back closer to him.

- I suppose you have heard the news already. - I said shyly.

I was embarrassed. Not for defending Percy, but for ruining all the teacher's attempts to try to make me my best version. I don't know if I could ever be it, but now he couldn't be there to see it.

- That I've had. But that's not the reason I wanted to talk to you. Let me walk you to the exit. -

- During all my years teaching, I have come to witness cases similar to yours. Children born to lead, cunning, very intelligent, who did not tolerate injustice or no for an answer. - He said with his voice strong as always.

-Sir, I think you're making me sound like a brat. - I laughed. He smiled at me.

- But none of them had what you have rooted in your heart. - I stopped walking.

I looked at him in confusion.

- And what is that? -

- Devotion - He ended, with a stern look on his face.

- What many others deemed a weakness, you have made it your ultimate strength to push forward against all odds. A quality of a true hero. - He gave me a warm smile.

- You flatter me, professor. But I don't think I'm that strong. I have anger and doubts on me. But I promise you, I'm trying to not to be like this. I don't wanna be mean. I just wanna be kind. - I really tried to convince him, and myself too, that some day I might be able to find peace.

- You have not been given a great deck of cards, that's for sure. But you are as strong as you love. Do not fret the storm, child. It's but a part of you. - He smiled at me again. He sounded so sure, like If he had seen my fate written in the stars.

I was on the verge of tears. Only two adults apart from Mr Brunner were capable of see me as anything other than a difficult child. And they were Sally Jackson and my mom.

- Thank you for your words and everything you've done, Professor. I'll remember it all. Goodbye. - I promised.

- Until we meet again, Adara. - He looked at me like if he knew something I didn't yet.

I left Mr Brunner behind as I exited the school. I waited for my taxi to go home outside. Then, I felt someone walk behind me.

- Sorry, I really tried to be the best version of myself and all that but--

- Percy, do you know what makes me angry? - I interrupted. Percy looked at me with his head down.

- Not having had the opportunity to smack her too. She totally deserved it. - I said laughing. Percy chuckled.

- This is unfair. I know how hard this must be for you. - He was right of course, he knew me to the bone. Anger flooded me more and more every time I thought about everything, and the gray rumbling sky seemed to agree with me.

- But dont worry, sis. When I get home, I'm gonna make a bunch of blue pancakes for you, go to your place and then we can look up new schools together. - He proposed.

- With blueberries? - I asked with puppy eyes.

- Those are actually purple, you madwomen, you'll ruin the whole aesthetic. But sure, anything for you little sis. - He said before bumping me on the shoulder.

- You are older for a month, old man. -

At that moment, the taxi arrived and we were finally headed home.

[thekingofwinterblog]

Hell If I Care! - Soul Eater's Original Message

One of the way i find both of the endings of Soul Eater facinating, is how they overlap in so many ways.

This is not surprising, given the fact that Ōkubo Atsushi had his hand in both of them, and so he effectively got to do a doo over when he himself had free reigns for the Manga, withouth having to worry about episode limits... Unfortunatly in many ways, He learned the wrong lessons from the mixed reaction the original anime ending got when first released.

Asura was innitially heavily critiqued by fans for how he was defeated, so Okubo made sure to mix his stupidly high powerlevel with pretty much being completely unflappable, when the entire point of his character was that for all his power, he was a massive coward.

Thus removing that genuine fear removed pretty much everything that made him stand out from other uber powerfull Shonen villains.

The lesson Okubo should have taken from this, was to make sure to emphasise the fact that just like Kid, Asura was a living embodiment of a very volatile force, and just like his brother could he brought to his knees with incorrect symmetry, Asura could and were in the end, defeated by his own opposite, bravery.

Instead we got the sealed moon. Yay.

There were a lot of bad lessons learned from the anime reception, and in many points the result was to rewrite the overall plans, rather than refining them now that he knew what did, and didnt work.

One of those things that was very obviously changed, that stuck out to me, is something Crona says at the end of the manga as justification for resorting to sealing Asura away, rather than fighting.

This is beat for beat the exact same thing Asura said at the end of the anime as he was going through his mental breakdown.

Ultimately, the Thing that turned Asura into the person he was, was the certainty that nothing was absolute in the world. There was no guarantees that he would be safe, and would remain safe. That madness would always exist, and with it, the knowledge that he would have to face it for the rest of his life.

That is what drove him to madness, and here at the end, He is screaming this line of thoughts to Maka.

Even if she defeats him, the madness of the world that made him wont go away, sooner or later there will rise another Kishin up to take his place, a successor(Any potential demon egg that is allowed to reach its full potential), a junior(kid falling to madness like Asura did), a newcomer(really anyone could do it with the right set of circumstances), or a hidden number 2(Asura doesnt have one, but the point here is that maka cannot for absolute certain refute that he might in this moment) or really whatever else will pop up to replace him.

That is the ultimate point of Soul Eater's villains.

There will always be darkness, always be madness, so long as humanity exists, something, somewhere, will always pop up as the next great evil.

In asura's case, that is specifically a new incarnation of the madness of fear, but it goes for anything really. If Soul Eater shows anything, its that evil didnt begin with asura, and it wont stop with him either.

So with that in mind, what is Maka's response?

Hell if I care!

This is the moment Soul Eater was building towards as it's climax, both the anime and manga. The culmination of the entire story, and it's themes is encapsulated in this moment.

Madness and Bravery are two sides of the same coin, but they are not opposites.

Fear and Bravery is.

The World is Terrifying, and anything can happen to you. You can die tomorrow, and you WILL die at some point. Everyone you know will die. Horrible, murderous people exists, and will be replaced by other, horrible, murderous people.

If you have a lover, they might break up with you tomorrow, or they might cheat on you. Your parents might break up. Your brother might turn out to be a deranged killer. you could be an orphan. Your Dad could be actively dying. Your mother might abandon you on the street. You might simply draw the genetic lottery and be doomed to subpar talent and always remain second rate in doing what you love. Dictators exists, and will continue to exist somewhere in the world. And there is nothing you can do about any of it.

This is truth. It is true for countless people around the world, and will remain so for as long as humanity exists.

It is fully logical to fear it.

Soul Eater's message is not to deny this truth, but instead say that it doesnt matter. Everything horrible can happen yes, but by that same token, EVERYTHING that makes life worth living is full of risks.

Loving someone means exposing your heart to betrayal, but it also means opening it up for warmth that can only be found in companionship, be that of a lover, a friend, family, or a even a pet.

only by taking risks, and falling on your face, will you ever be able to grow, while those who run away will never grow at all, and remain stagnant, or even atrophate.

Great things in life, only comes by being willing to take risks, take chances, and confront the fact that the world is terrifying head on.

The future is terrifying, but so what?

If you want to live a life worth living, you have to be willing to face the risks of life head on.

It's a great message, even if the anime could have handled it better. It's a shame though that the manga ultimately abandoned it.

[secretsocietyofgamejumpers]

R-E-S-P-E-C-T—Pt. 2

Inspired by the Hero’s Duty comic from the Comic Zone magazine.

But the next day’s quarter alerts couldn’t help but draw Markowski out from under the covers. After all, he had a duty. A hero’s duty. 

As he hustled to join the rest of the corps, Markowski could already hear them laughing, and he didn’t need to hear a word to know it was about him.

“You get a load of Markowski last night?” Private Marco guffawed.

“Oh, it was prime time viewing!” Lieutenant Loya replied with a hearty chuckle.

“An all-time classic,” Private Maddox concurred with an eager nod.

Markowski felt his cheeks burn red. After the humiliation of last night, he’d accepted that this would always be his lot in life. But that didn’t mean he had to like it.

As the First Person Shooter rolled through the crowd, Markowski could see the goings-on outside the game. A young boy with huge horn-rims and freckles was about to insert his coins when the gun was ripped from his hands by a big-boned brute of a boy, with a face ridden with acne and stubble. 

“Out of the way, you little snot!” The bully elbowed the bespectacled boy out of the way. “Let the best Hero’s Duty player in the county show you how it’s done!”

The boy brandished the gun with an evil smirk. “I’ll bet you all your candy I can finish this stupid game in just one go.” 

In the background of the screen, Markowski could see the other boy backing away, his eyes downcast with shame as he listened to the boastful bully say all those demeaning things. Markowski’s heart broke. For though he was a skinny twig of a boy and Markowski was a mountain of a marine, the private saw himself in the boy—downtrodden, meek, mistreated. 

But he knew the bully’s bragging would come back to bite him. After all, Hero’s Duty had ninety-nine levels, and most kids never made it past the first.

“Follow me!” The FPS robot charged forward as the bully gave a triumphant yell. Feverishly he shot at cy-bugs, with the marines assisting. 

He passed level one with ease, then level two and three. 

Well, Markowski thought as he made short work of some cy-bug eggs on the third floor of the lab. He thinks he’s better than everyone else just because he can beat two more levels.

But the bully forged on. Ten levels…twenty…fifty…

Markowski’s jaw dropped as the bully handled the game with no difficulty. Clearly, he knew Hero’s Duty inside and out. If this kept up, the bully would win, and the poor boy would lose everything. 

He shot a glance at his commanding officer. Calhoun certainly didn’t look happy to be helping this player. But she wasn’t about to go against the program.

Sure, it was the soldiers’ duty to get the player to the top of the tower so they could win the Medal of Heroes. But wasn’t it also their duty to uphold the ideals of bravery, integrity, grace, and dignity—all of which the bully lacked in spades?

He gazed once more at the robot’s screen, at the sighing face of the bespectacled boy, wishing he could do something—anything—to help him out.

Then an idea hit Markowski faster than Calhoun’s fist after he accidentally splattered her with Cy-Bug egg yolk before her first date with Felix. 

If the bully knew the game this well, the only way to make him lose is if something unexpected happened. And Markowski knew exactly where to find that.

As shots ricocheted around the seventy-fifth floor lab, the private hoped he wouldn’t be noticed amidst the chaos as he bashed a hole in the glass window with the butt of his gun. Once it was big enough, he climbed through the hole and escaped. 

Markowski’s breathing was heavy as he scaled the jagged walls of the tower to the top. There was the lever he’d technically not touched…but today he would touch it, and be proud of it. 

The sounds of laser flares and the horrific metal buzzing of the Cy-Bugs began to fade away. General Hologram was beginning his spiel as he prepared to bestow the Medal of Heroes on the bully. 

With a deep, determined breath, Markowski grasped the lever in his hands and gave it a sharp yank.

Instantly the massive cloud of Cy-Bugs descended. Markowski scrambled down once more, bashing another sizeable hole in the glass window leading to the chamber of the Medal of Heroes. 

All the soldiers turned toward the strange sight, mouths agape. Except, of course, Calhoun, whose mouth was pinched in her usual anger.

“What are you nutcrackers waiting for?” She scowled. “Weapons up!”

The soldiers all brandished their guns—but outside the game, the bully had dropped his in shock.

“What the HECK!?” He shouted. “There’s no final level boss in Hero’s Duty!”

As he scrambled to pick up the plastic weapon, there was a horrific screech as the eyes of the Cy-Bugs turned from a glowing green to a blazing red. As they formed the monstrous image of a giant Cy-Bug, the bully backed away in utter terror, not even bothering to put up a fight as the swarm ignored the other soldiers and lunged straight at him.

GAME OVER.

“Markowski.” Calhoun marched over to the private, her rage making her eyes glow even more fiery than the Cy-Bugs’. “What do you have to say for yourself?” She socked him in the jaw, and Markowski peered timidly out from beneath his visor, prepared for the ridicule he would soon receive.

But there was another emotion on the faces of the soldiers—pure amazement and admiration.

Pure respect.

“Ma’am, I’m so sorry…” Markowski‘s voice wavered. “It’s just…I couldn’t let that boy win…”

“Like fun you couldn’t.” Calhoun bared her teeth. “Private, your off-game privileges are revoked until further notice!”

“Aw, c’mon, Sarge!” Loya protested. “This guy deserves a round after that performance!”

“Yeah! C’mon, ‘Kowski! Root beer’s on me!” Marco whooped. 

“Loya! Marco! Shut your chew holes!” yelled Calhoun. She turned to Markowski once more. “Get back to start position before I rip your head off!”

“Yes, ma’am!” Markowski saluted. And for the first time, he did it with a smile.

As the soldiers scrambled back to start position, Markowski could hear the other soldiers cheering.

He didn’t need to hear a word to know it was for him.

[nevereverthem]

Gotham : Season 1 Episode 3

Earlier than I thought, here I am watching the third episode of the show.

Honestly, I can't wait to see what happens with Oswald because dude kidnapped a guy to ask for ransom... that he did not get. 🤣😭 I'm still not over the mother not believing it AT ALL.

My silly little crush wants to see Alfred so much! 🙄 I'm also all for having Brucey in his emo phase as I like to call it. I know that's not it, but just the 10 seconds frame of Bruce listening to metal-ish singers while doodling on a piece of paper was 🤌.

Selina is going to save her ass, but that sucks for the other kids though! She is one of the main characters, of course, but the other kids got their ass sent upstate! Don't you forget about that. 🥲

Anyway, here we go.

"There's a war coming..." Aaaaahhhhh! Honestly, starting the episode with Oswald's voice as a 'previously in Gotham' sort of thing, warms my heart. 😌

Gotham's streets... A bus... Oswald Cobblepot in a freaking pullover! Man is gonna be wearing a suit most of the time in the future. Let's enjoy these precious moments of him in casual clothing. 😌 The SMUDGE BLACK MAKEUP!! I know the man's got dark undereyes from exhaustion, but still.

Dude sees : Kids stealing a wallet from someone's back pocket. A cop taking money from an old asian guy. A man stealing a woman's bag. Prostitutes proposing their services to a person in a car... And all that Oswald is thinking is "home, sweet home". 🤣🤣😭😭

Okay, the story starting with a rich guy (Ronald Danzer) who did some shit. He's out on bail and plans on paying for his freedom and sneaking out to escape any problems. Like dude! That is sadly a great representation of how it works in real life too... 🙃

Balloons! And did you see that pig mask!? Foreshadowing I guess!? 😏

Oh MY! Cuffed to a balloon and being pulled up in the air!? That's so cool & terrifying at the same time. 😱

💥 INTRO TITLE 💥

Not the same punch as Oswald stabbing someone in the neck, but we'll settle for it.

Jim! 😍

"No body. We're calling it a murder?" I mean... If the guy went up until there was no oxygen available and died... I suppose it is. 🤷‍♀️ We'll see. Or, if he went that far up and then fell... He probably died from the fall... somewhere. So, it would be a murder.

For once, agreeing with Harvey. The man kinda got "what he deserved". I mean... It's a bit strong... But he probably ruined lots of people's lives so...

Bill Cranston... Switches so fast to being angry to having a hypocritical smile on his face... Dude. X) Okay, so the guy does interviews by beating people down with a little statue? I... 🙃

Hey, that's what I said! Two people killed themselves because Ronald Danzer ruined them...

Oh! Jim bringing up the Mario Pepper case! Ah!

Selina! 😌

Did she really steal Harvey's PEN!? 🤣🤣

Selina "I can see in the dark" Kyle. x) Kitty cat Kat

I don't know why, but Jim and Selina facing eachother with both hands on their own hips just makes me laugh. x)

Selina cuffed to a staircase. Legit... She's using the pen she stole to free herself from the cuffs? Damn! Plus, payoff!

Jim in the sewer. Yuk! Shoes in dirty water.

"Son of a bitch! She was telling the truth." 🤣 (Reminds me of Dean from Supernatural iykyk)

"Oh, Detective!" in Selina's sing-song voice. 🤣🤣 How she throws him back the cuffs in the sewer!

Jim's groan of frustration. 🙄

Fish! Oh no, Lazlo got beaten hard damn. 😮

Fish directly telling Montoya and Allen that Jim killed Oswald. Bitch! 🤣🤣 I mean, great move though. That's technically what happened, although he didn't actually do it. I love when the 'bad guys' tell the truth and it does serve their interests.

"Jim Gordon pulled the trigger, but who gave the order?" Yeay! Mama tryna bring Falcone down!!

"I just want justice for little Oswald." 🤣🤣 I would believe the earth is flat more than that blatant lie! 🤣🤣

Speak of the devil... 🙄

Oswald counting coins... What did he do with the guy he kidnapped? For real, are we ever gonna know? I suppose he killed him, but I would like to get some real answers. 😅

Pocket knife. 😭😭 For food at least...

"Hey, Cobblepot! You're supposed to be dead." Fuck! I wasn't expecting that.

"I'm afraid you have me confused. My name is Dimitri-" Still, the way he talks... 🥵 Plus, did he try to pull off a fake accent? x)

Oh no! Each time Oswald pleads not to be killed is... 😮

"I couldn't stay away. Gotham is my home. It's my destiny. You don't see what's coming. I do. Gotham needs me. I'm its future." Dude sounds like a cult prophet. 🤣😭 He's right though. Foreshadowing at its MAX. x)

Ouch! Achilles tendon! 😮 Killed. By the way, how Oswald manages to get rid of guys who should have physical dominance over him always impresses me.

His teeny-tiny walk! 🐧

"Can I have a tuna sandwich please?" Aw, he can be so soft... when he's been so violent ten seconds before. Bro! 🙃 I love the callback to episode 1. The first time he slits the throat of a stranger to steal his sandwich. The second time, he kills a bad guy, takes his money and actually buys the sandwich. 😌 Can someone draw Ozzie eating a tuna sandwich? 🥹 I just love seeing characters do every day activities. 😌

Waynes' manor! 😍 Okay, I might just like little Brucey ☺️ and crush hard on Alfred. 🙄

Alfred teaching Bruce fencing? Aaww.

"En garde." Aaaahhhh! I know it's the actual term for the sport practice, but each time a character says a french word, I just melt! 🫠 I am french, so just hearing my language makes me somehow proud! And boy... I'm wet. 🤣🤣 Kidding, alright. But it's AWESOME!! Plus, that's Alfred who says it. 🙄🥰

And how is the actor so good at manipulating that cane (used as a replacement for the foil)!? I'm so impressed!

By the way, that scene must have been so much fun for Bruce's actor at the time. 😌

Alfred apologizing to the armor he accidentally hit. 🤣

*Alfred hitting Bruce on the thigh or butt, not sure* "That's gotta hurt." BITCH. 🤣🤣

How did Bruce got the police file of his parents' murder? Okay, he said it wasn't hard. I suppose he just payed them. But how? I don't know if he has access to his money on his own. He's 11. Doesn't he have to get Alfred's authorization or something because he is his legal guardian? Anyway. 🙄

Bruce "If I find a clue, I am" Wayne. 🥲

Jim scrapping mud from his shoes with a paper knife? x)

Montaya straight up asking Jim about him killing Oswald. Not wasting time with innuendos. Effective.

"I didn't kill him." Which is the ACTUAL TRUTH! That's the best part. x) He is both praised and condemned for something that he did not do! I like that SO MUCH! x)

Oswald searching for a job.

"You don't even have the right shoes." Him directly looking down behind at one of the staff's shoes and grinning evilly... Is he planning on killing for SHOES now!? 🙃🙃

By the way "Here, you're on your feet all day." Me, thinking about his bad leg. 🥲

Jim and Harvey arguing about the whole situation of the Waynes' murder...

"For the last time Gordon, let it go."

"Or what? Am I gonna be the next person taken out to the pier to get a bullet in the head?"

AH! 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

OSWALD!! You actually really... The shoes. 😭😭

"What size are your shoes?" Blabla "What a coincidence!" 😭😭 His laugh. 😭😭

I CANNOT.

That reinforces the feeling that I have about the fisherman's sandwich scene... That was not Oswald's first murder... Surely not... And if it was... Dude's taking a long way down... 😭🙃

Right now, I'm just thinking about Oswald telling his story to Edward, like the very first steps he took into his villain career... That would be something. 🤣😭

The interview.

Oh, 4 balloons... Who are gonna be the three other supposed-to-be victims then? 🤔

"47$?" - "You're a disgrace to drug dealers." Okay, chuckled a bit. 🙄🙃

Cranston!? OMG, I did not even recognise the guy. 😱 Honestly... I don't really mind... We saw him once... But I don't think he really deserved the balloon thing... Man... That's tough...

Attached by the ankle is worse though.

In the night with a lot less witnesses too!

ALFRED! 😍😍 No, I won't shut up.

Bruce reading the newspaper. Yeah, totally doing that at 11. 🙃

Bruce, GIMME YOUR BREAKFAST! 😋 The lil' flower though. PLEASE!

"What's the new program? Trying to see how long you can go without eating anything? If that's the case I should save myself the trouble of making it." 🔥 DAMN! 🔥 I love how he doesn't miss a moment to shoot! x) By the way, Alfred... You can make breakfast for me. 🙄 Breakfast in bed? Breakfast in your bed... in OUR bed... 🙄

Alfred is trying SO HARD. 🥲😭

Gun holder, the gun, the tie, Jim's gaze straight into the camera aaaahhhh!! 😍 Man's going into battle!

Barbara! 🥰

"[newspaper talk] It says he killed a cop. You're not in danger, are you?" GIRL! Your man is a cop... in GOTHAM. He is in danger every second of his life!

"Everyone has to matter or nobody matters." -Jim Gordon. That did something to my heart. 💔❤️‍🩹

Barbara calling Jim a "hero" because he caught Mario Pepper for the Waynes' murder... That hits hard...

Jim talking about the fact that the balloon man's targets are dirty public figures... And Harvey going "Basically any elected official should stay indoors." is so legit. 😭😭

"Listen, one thing I know is how to find someone." Harvey chatting with prostitutes... I mean, he's not wrong! They can have a lot of informations. Tough job it is! Then he beats a guy down... Typical Harvey. 😅 Stopping to get food. TYPICAL HARVEY! That was the fastest summary of his character. x)

The SHOES. 😭😭 Oswald...

Him realising that he's been hired in a Mob boss owned restaurant! 🤣🤣 His FACE. 🤣🤣 Sorry Ozzie, but you deserve it a bit. "Don Maroni!"

"Great opportunity indeed." Oswald... I can't with him. x)

Harvey got so much informations about the guy they're searching for... Okay, I have to admit that's a damn skill! Respect.

DAMN! Harvey 'woman-handled', thrown around. I appreciate that. Sorry. 🙄

Lazlo being actually worried about Fish is so cute. 🥺

What!? Bitch is getting rid of some girl I didn't understand... AND Lazlo. I... 😭

Barbara. Oh hi Montoya!

Montoya HAS THE KEY!? DAMN!!

OMG yeah, Barbare is smoking... weed I suppose. Okay okay... 🤔

Talking about Jim...

"When we were together I did lie to you." I KNEW IT!! Former lovers! Aaaaahhhh

She's talking about being sober for a year etc... What she did blabla... What did Montoya DO!? 😮

Failed attempt at a kiss. I saw that coming. RIP.

Barbara being with another person (Jim) who might also be lying to her... The pattern is repeating itself... Girl must be feeling so down.

OMG the balloons are gonna pop? It's gonna rain bodies? 😭😭 Imagine you're going about your day and then a dead body falls from the sky... 😨

Totally what happened. The woman who died though. RIP for real... 🙏

A church guy being the third victim? Not surprised... 😅🙃

Maroni talking about Arkham!! I'm so excited!!

Obviously, Oswald listening in the background...

New name : Paolo. He's really trying, but he gets it wrong. x)

He's lying about being Italian on his mother's side, "the side that he claims", but the truth is that he actually does love his mother. Half lies. x)

Maroni just gave him money out of the blue?

The little talk about starting from nothing and making yourself by working hard etc... FORESHADOWING!! 😌

"Gotham is the city of opportunity." Hum... Shouldn't it be 'Gotham is the city of crimes'? x)

"Honestly sir, I didn't hear anything at all." "Atta boy." YES!! That's actually the ONLY way to react when you are asked if you heard ANYTHING! 😌

"Go take care of your mother, Paolo." That would be so sweet... but you know... x)

The walk! I like the fact that even when we just see his upper body, Oswald's actor actually always does the walk! I mean, that's part of the character so you HAVE to do it, but like, you notice it, you actually do notice it, and I love that about him! 🥰🐧

The guy actually hiding in the former juvi facility. Meh, can't be smart about everything. Gotta catch the guy 9 minutes before the end of the episode ya know. x)

Is it a TRAP!? Like for Harvey, or Gordon? 😮

Oops. Harvey's been caught.

Harvey pleading his case to the killer saying that he's thankful, that he's doing them a favor. Great defence. 🤣🤣

Oh my God... The killer's talk though... He's so right... Public figures almost never pay for their crimes... So he did justice himself... I feel that man...

Jim's conflicted because he knows that the man's right...

FUCK!! The whole man's speech!! This is the premise of Jim's morality path... Damn it!

NNNNNOOOO! Harvey cuffing the guy to the balloon was a fucked up move! Jim grabbing the man! Please I hoped he would, but damn he's flying in the air with him now. 😭😭

Jim didn't want to let go and begged (ordered?) Harvey to shoot the balloon instead! THANK GOD! Jim, you're doing so good there. I know you're gonna go somehow dark later, but for now... freaking thank you!

The landing on the top of the pickup must have hurt though. 😅

Falcone!!

OMG Natalia was Falcone's "girl"... 😮 That's the one Fish ordered to get into an "accident". 😭

Arkham again... Damn.

Btw, Fish's makeup. 🤌

Damn. Who's the guy's last target?

Bruce's "He killed people too. That made him a criminal." Okay, let me get this straight. I don't condone murder, but I get the idea that sometime you need to be a bad guy to do good. Imagine if killing that guy now would prevent a hundred innocent people to be killed. Killing is not something right to do, but in that context, you kill one to save the others, you know? What I mean is... It's a tough subject, but if killing one person saves a lot of others... And I mean one actual bad person against kind of good people... and I don't really mean "good people", just people who actually did not do terrible things, you know. I don't even know if I would be capable of doing something like that, but the self righteous belief that killing is bad in every context... I don't think it's true. Anyway.

Alfred with his APRON. 🫠 Make me dinner too. 🥰 Please. 🙄🥰

Alfred witty remarks. x)

Bruce is EATING, finally dude.

Jim, home, must be full of bruises, damn. The man struggles to sit down. He didn't break a bone because it's a tv show, hum. 🙄

Barbara concerned again. 🥲

Seeing Jim's face... It's like he's really been 'moved' by the balloon man's speech. It's like an electroshock. I feel like he's about to tell Barbara about Oswald. 🤔 (he did not, oops)

"I want you to know that you can tell me anything." BRO! She's giving you a chance to come clean. I mean, technically you are clean, but ya know.

"This city's sick. Sick in a way I hadn't realised." For real though. 🙃 Harvey told you in the first episode. 🙃

"Doesn't matter" That's the 'last target'? Disappointing, but I get it. That also genius 'cause basically the guy only had 4 balloons, but there's way more people that would 'need' to be cuffed to it...

Jim's speech on people, justice, the law... 👌

Barbara wants to believes him so bad! Girl's crying!

OOOOHHHH, the knock knock knocking... Tell me... I think I saw that... That's him right? HIM!?

OSWALD!! 🎉 In a SUIT!! I told YOU!! (Btw, did he buy a new suit with the money Maroni gave him ? Or did he take his suit to dry-cleaning to get rid of the blood stains? Just wondering 🤔) He wanted to look good for Jim. 🙄 Let me fantasize. x)

"Hello, James. *huffs* Old friend." AAAAHHHH!!

He's already calling him 'old friend'. 🙃🙃🙃🙃 I guess throwing you into the water, instead of shooting you, makes him somehow closer to a friend than an enemy, but... 🤣🤣😭😭 The AUDACITY!! x)

Jim's face. Oswald's smile. AH!

Jim had a freaking day... and it's not over. 😭

FUCKING HELL. MY GOD. I... AWESOME.

I don't even know what to say... Just... My brain's not working anymore...

[Okay, a tiny bit disappointed that we didn't see Edward this time, but I know there is going to be a lot of him in the future. So that makes up for it.]

1. Alfred did not say "bloody", not even once, in the whole damn episode!! 😮 I'm utterly disappointed!! 😔 But I still like him, of course. 🙄🥰

Late additions, two hours later, when my brain decides to function again :

Like, comment, loose your shit with me... It's your choice!!

2. Barbara will at least be relieved that her boyfriend is NOT a liar (not really yk) nor a murderer. Because here he is : Oswald Cobblepot, flesh and blood!! 😌

3. The fact that Barbara is BI, BI, BI! 🎶

Looking forward to the next episode!! 🫶

[brakke-dino]

Leave me alone

Iv been seeing so many avatar modern au’s ( @naavispider & @lost-girl-2021 ) and it inspired me to do this little snippet of an idea/small story

In this situation spider was told he was going to be moving in with Quaritch the next day. This is very angsty so warning

It was really happening. this monster finally got what he wanted, to take me away from my happiness, friends, where he grew up. Spider sat at the bottom of his bed, knees tucked into chest thinking of what was going to happen to him. Then the idea sparked he wasn’t going to let Quaritch take him.

He grabbed his duffel bag and packed the essentials toothbrush, soap, clothes, small blanket, water bottle, pocket knife, torch, rope, phone charger, headphones and teddy bear (kiri gave it to him years ago for his birthday). It all fitted nicely into his bag, in a smaller bag he put all his money and coins he found all around his room. He was ready, he had hidden all of his things ready for tonight. “ dinners ready!” Jake shouted from down stairs.

Dinner was awkward, no one knew what do say so their was a sad silence across the hole table. Spiders heart was beating fast it felt like it was about to break. He was struggling to breathe, he swallowed his food and took a deep breath of his inhaler. Everyone looked at him, now they knew how scared spider was. Lo’ak put a comforting hand on spider’s back, Lo’ak then gave him a smile. With such a little face movement it said a lot of words like ‘it’s okay buddy we are all feeling the same’. They continued eating, once dinner was done Neytiri said she would clean the dishes.

When they went up stairs they all hung out in Lo’aks room, after awhile the thought that spider was leaving tomorrow left and they were all laughing and joking around playing. Spider looked at the clock 9:17pm, please slow down spider thought to himself. “I’m going to bed now sorry” Lo’ak huffed their was a croak in his voice it was clear how sad and tired he was. Spider gave him a hug spider felt a tear roll down his shirt on his back, Lo’ak was crying. Kiri & Neteyam left the room to give them privacy. “Please don’t leave” Lo’ak begged. Spider let out a sigh and left Lo’ak to sleep a tear rolled down spider’s cheek when he glanced back at Lo’ak. What made it worse for spider is that Lo’ak thought he was going to see him tomorrow.

Spider walked to Kiris room, he would miss her beautiful room filled with plants and her 2 gold fish Tom and Jerry. “You can feed them” Kiri offered passing him the fish food container. Spider dropped In a pinch of food. They sat on Kiris bed talking with Neteyam. It was not as funny with Lo’ak but it was still nice conversation.

“Night kids” Jake and Neytiri yelled from down stairs. Their was silence after that, spider heard Tuk and Lo’aks soft crying in the background. Neteyam stood up and walked to the door and giving spider a small wave and smiled before he left. It was him and Kiri, spider sat on the floor and got Kiri to braid his hair like Neteyam and Lo’aks, she didn’t know why and that was good. Kiri passed spider an envelope ‘your first decoration for your new room’ was written in perfect cursive. Kiris writing was as pretty as her.

“I’m going to bed now” spider croaked leaving Kiris room. He stood in front of his door and listened now he could hear all of them crying Lo’ak, Tuk, Neteyam and Kiri. Spider put on his jumper and put on his bag and skateboard on the bed. he waited until the house went dead quiet, even Kiris quiet music stoped. Spider snuck down stairs to the kitchen and shoved around 50 muesli bars into his bag. He put on a hat and put a pair of sunglasses in his pocket, he grabbed a pack of garbage bags and a spare house key, he wrote a letter

Dear Sullys

Thank you so much for looking after me for all these years, your such a caring family for taking me in. I’m sorry to leave you but I can’t bear living with Quaritch after what he did, so I’m going off the grid. I’m sorry for taking the things I took but I hope you understand. Once again I am very sorry and I couldn’t of asked for a better family xoxo- Spider.

Spider left the note in the microwave and left outside. Spider spotted Kiris push bike it had a basket on it and bungee cords Tuk used as a ‘seatbelt’ and it was fast. Spider secured his duffel bag and skateboard in the basket and started riding away, running away. After around 20 minutes of riding spider checked to time 12:15am, around 5 hours until Jake wakes up and around 7 hours until someone probably notices I’m gone.

spider rode on Kiris bike as fast as he could like his future depended on it which it did breathing from his inhaler every 30 minutes. finally the edge of the forest he looked at the time as he saw the sun starting to peak through the clouds 5:47am. Now it’s time to hide he rode his bike down the bush path tall trees reaching to the sky. The sun was fully out now as it peeked through the tree tops, Spider was puffed this much riding for a kid with asthma wasn’t the right sute.

Spider reached a little bridge over a puddle it wasn’t connected to a river, spider was confused why it was there. He took out all of his stuff from the basket and put Kiris bike underneath the bridge. Spider grabbed the bungee cords form the bike as well. The forest was thick around where he was and we’re he was going, he wandered off the path jumping over fallen trees deep into the forest.

Spiders tummy grumbled he was hungry, he looked at the time 4:23pm night was near. He climbed up a tree and used the rope he packed to tie himself to it, he had watched enough survival shows with Jake to know what to do. He used the bungee cords to keep his duffel bag secure. He sat there eating his muesli bars, looking up at the sky. He loved going camping the nature and stars with Kiri and Lo’ak . He wondered what would they be doing, he didn’t have to think to hard as he knew there probably looking for him. He knew that they would be devastated, and what he knew was correct they were.

I might do a part2 not to sure 80% chance depending if you want it or me to write something else.

@today-or-tumble @nashichiyo

[riddlerosehearts]

okay, the other day i watched a playthrough of the emperor's new groove video game for playstation 1. a game which, for various reasons, i have never actually played myself. but i wrote down a lot of things about it that i'd now like to share. this is basically a combination of my own thoughts on the game and a summary of all the insane things that happened in it:

the game begins after kuzco has already been turned into a llama and pacha is saying he can't help unless he builds kuzcotopia somewhere else. in the movie this is the scene which leads into kuzco going off into the jungle by himself, but the game has you start by exploring the general area of the village around pacha's hut, where his kids hang out and teach you the mechanics. kuzco also knows from the beginning that yzma is trying to kill him and encounters her as a boss multiple times in the story.

it's fully voice acted, and this is the first time that j.p. manoux had voiced kuzco. he would go on to voice kuzco in the emperor's new school and in various other projects, and while it would've been nice if they could've gotten david spade for these, i think he does a good job. pacha's voice actor is different from either the movie or the show--it's john goodman in the movie + season 2 of the show, fred tatasciore in s1 of the show, and brian cummings here--but he's not too bad either.

pacha: "don't take the villagers' coins!" kuzco: "the villagers are MY people, so those are MY coins."

tipo: "by pressing your action button, you can smash these red pots" kuzco: "good, i feel like smashing something!"

i'm kind of obsessed with the fact that these sort of standard mechanics that you don't normally think about, like keeping money you found on the ground and destroying people's belongings in order to steal their money and items, are explained in this game by the protagonist being an entitled asshole. also obsessed with tipo encouraging kuzco's destructive behavior.

chaca: "this pad raises the columns to form steps! once they're triggered, you better be quick before they lower again." kuzco: "uh, ever thought of making them stay up for good when you press the pad?" chaca: "uhh... no." kuzco: "don't tell me, you got the brains in the family."

KUZCO DON'T BULLY A CHILD AKJDSFHHDJSKGSG

there's a mechanic where you can continue playing from your last checkpoint after dying as long as you've collected a wampy. what's a wampy? it's the name of the funky looking plushie that kuzco has as a baby in the first movie and then again in kronk's new groove:

the above screenshots are from the emperor's new groove, kronk's new groove, and the video game respectively. this is a bit of a tangent, but something i find interesting is that in the emperor's new school kuzco secretly carries a plushie named wampy around everywhere for comfort and that plushie has the same basic design but completely different colors:

and the purple wampy is never seen in the show, so i can only conclude that kuzco keeps multiple of these plushies that all share the same name. maybe he leaves the purple one at home so it doesn't have to endure the horrors of high school.

anyway, back to the game--every time you collect a wampy kuzco hugs it and says things like "awww, it's my wampyyyy" in a cute little baby talk voice. fucking dork <3

there are several little scenes during the village section of the game where chaca and tipo keep showing up to give tutorials and he just keeps making snarky comments at them and asking why they're there and if they don't have anything better to do.

in one of these scenes, tipo shows up to teach kuzco how to open doors and kuzco just goes "how did you get here so fast?". to which tipo replies that this is a game. another time, when chaca explains to kuzco how the wampy mechanic works, he asks how she knows all this and she goes "i don't know! beats me!"

there's a part where some random villager tells llama kuzco to stay away from his statues and kuzco goes "i'm the emperor! open the door or i'll smash your statue to pieces!"

the guy runs off screaming "DEMON LLAMAAAAA!!" and then tipo suddenly shows up to teach you how to smash the statues. i think chicha may need to keep a closer eye on tipo in the future.

SPEAKING OF CHICHA. SHE'S NOT IN THIS FUCKING GAME. if i were actually playing the game and doing a proper review of it i would automatically have to dock points for the lack of chicha.

at the beginning kuzco breaks some kid's llama bike and then the kid keeps showing up in every single chapter with a new bike and challenging kuzco to races. he somehow manages to show up everywhere from the top of a waterfall to the middle of yzma's roller coaster and never once questions why this llama is such a jerk or why he can even talk. also, toward the end of the game you race him one last time and his bike breaks for the millionth time and he says he learned a valuable lesson. that lesson? that these llama bikes suck and he needs to stop buying them.

kuzco hates being touched so much that anytime a guard, bug, bird, etc touches him he says "no touchy" and then loses health.

at one point kuzco gets turned into a turtle and kronk shows up and asks if he's there to enter the annual village race. he refuses at first but then it turns out kronk has an item that kuzco needs to progress, sooooo you have to have turtle kuzco slide on his back down the hill and try to beat kronk in the race.

kronk is voiced by patrick warburton again btw. eartha kitt also returned as yzma for the game. they both returned for each season of the emperor's new school as well, and i believe eartha kitt in particular loved voicing yzma so much that every time they needed her, right up until her death, she showed up.

kuzco cries if you lose the race against kronk, which is understandable considering that losing means he has to climb up to the top of the hill as a turtle again.

at the end of the village section you have to run from yzma as she throws bombs at kuzco and once you manage to get away, kuzco says "you call yourself an end of level boss, yzma? you're rubbish! toodles!"

after this, kuzco ends up going into the jungle despite pacha's repeated warnings that it's too dangerous. and now instead of chaca and tipo, a talking bug trapped in a spiderweb appears to teach him additional mechanics.

when the jaguars from the movie show up kuzco says "time out" and then the frame freezes while he explains to YOU, the player, what you'll have to do to save him.

during the waterfall section chaca is somehow there AGAIN, at the top of the waterfall in a pink llama pool floatie, and is like "oh wow, another llama tied to a log!" (apparently one showed up the previous week) but does not react at all to her dad also being tied to a log. she just explains to them how this level is gonna work and then leaves.

she pops back up again a little later (still on the waterfall. they stretched this part of the movie out a lot) and calls kuzco "kinda short for a llama".

speaking of the game stretching things out a lot, pacha literally says during the waterfall levels: "this scene was much shorter in the film".

there's a whole other jungle section where kuzco spends an extensive amount of time having been turned into a frog. tipo randomly appears to help again during this section.

there's another race with kronk in an icy area that shows kronk to be an excellent ice skater. i would probably be terrible at this if i played the game.

when they finally get into the city kuzco tells pacha he knows the streets like the back of his hand and pacha replies, "but kuzco, you're a llama, you don't have any hands!"

when they separate and kuzco sneaks on his own into the palace, he gets confronted by a naked guy who's conveniently being covered up by a peacock and says the peacocks stole his clothes. he's blocking a path we need to go through so we are forced to find his underwear for him. this guy also does not question wtf is up with the talking llama.

when you get him his underwear back he, uh. well. he uses his magic sparkly underwear to fly away:

what is this guy, the incan version of captain underpants? kuzco then says in a deadpan voice, "this has gotta be the weirdest day of my entire life". can't argue with that!

i've gone way too long without mentioning that this game is primarily a platformer, which is a genre i kind of suck at and don't play often, but appears to have a lot of variety in its gameplay that makes it look pretty fun! the races with kronk, the part where you guide pacha and kuzco down the river, the part where you have to run from the jaguars, the stealth sections, and the various parts where kuzco is transformed into non-llama animals all have different types of gameplay to switch it up. the city is also huge and full of puzzle sections.

when kuzco defeats yzma in his throne room and then meets back up with pacha, they have to take the roller coaster down to yzma's lab and there's a level based on this as well. you have to control the roller coaster and turn it at just the right time to collect coins and avoid falling to your death. this looks like it could be a lot of fun to me.

tipo somehow shows up on the roller coaster to give another tutorial and kuzco tells this 6 year old to make him a sandwich and then insults his haircut 😭 kuzco i love you but why are you like this

before the final battle against yzma she says she's gonna drink a potion to turn herself into a hideous monster and rule the empire forever. and kuzco says "are you sure you didn't drink it already, you old bag of bones?"

there's this huge dramatic buildup to her drinking the potion. and then. it turns her into a cat like in the movie. and that's the final boss battle. you have to race against cat yzma to get the last potion to turn back into a human.

just from the video i watched, this race seemed very short and easy and therefore anticlimactic? but idk, maybe the person playing was just really good at it.

the final scene of the game immediately following this is kuzco visiting the village as a human again and we see scenes like kronk playing jump rope with chaca and tipo, the incan captain underpants guy flying around the roof of a house, bucky the squirrel chasing cat yzma, and kuzco + pacha's family all having a dance party while fireworks go off.

again i must reiterate that this game is missing chicha's legendary and iconic presence. my assumption is that since the characters seem to know they're in a video game, she didn't wanna have to help give kuzco tutorials because it would put too much stress on her while pregnant. still, though, it would've been nice to see her in at least the opening or ending sequences.

in conclusion: as i mentioned, i've never played this game, and the main reason for this is that i didn't know it existed when i was a kid--but even if i had i still most likely wouldn't have played it because i didn't care much about the emperor's new groove back then. the only reason i looked up a playthrough of it was because my autism brain suddenly told me i needed to learn about all of the official emperor's new groove media in existence. however, it really does look like fun and the playthrough i watched wasn't even 5 hours long, so now i kind of wanna give it a try someday? the writing is hilarious. not as hilarious as the actual movie, of course, but it was just so bizarre in such a great way and was very faithful to the movie's complete lack of a fourth wall.

also: this game has the best "game over" screen of all time. whenever kuzco dies it literally just plays a clip of the funeral scene from the movie, all the way through the "he ain't getting any deader, back to work!" bit.

[warnersister]

Chapter 2 - Damned if you do; Damned if you don't

The Highwayman Series | Chapter 1 | Chapter 3

“How much for Lightning?” Bob asked after a while. “Make me an offer.”

The man got some coins out his sack  “he’ll take Falcon” Jake said and Bob raised his brows “but she said-“ “we got plenty of good’uns back in California. He just needs to get ya there. Not back” Jake says. Bob nods “I’ll take Falcon” you hum “you sure? Wouldn’t want to get given orders by someone like him.” “someone like me?” Jake asked as he stepped forward and you nodded, also taking a step so your chests were nearly touching. You crossed your arms over your chest “someone like you.” Jake was about to speak when Bob interrupted “this enough?” he held out a few coins and you counted them and nodded “plenty. I'll go get ‘im ready for ya.” You say, taking a step back to go collect the horse, making a pack full of hay and feed to get him across Western America, bringing the horse over to the group of men and stroking his dark mane twice “he’ll do you fine” he nods “many thanks, ma’am” and you exchange the money for his reigns.

Jake eyed you “you’re gonna catch heat stroke with no hat” “I can take care of myself” you say, although squinting at the intensity of the summer sun. jake takes his stetson off his head and places it on yours and coyote raises his brows “you know the hat rule, honey?” he asked and you never look away from Jake “don’t mean nothing if you’ve already done it.” You say. “get out of here, the lot of ya. Before my daddy see’s y’all and hangs ya.” You say before pointing at Bob. “Take good care of my horse” you say and he nods “give ‘im a nice burial when he’s had enough, want you to dig him a grave and let him in gently.” You instruct and he nods “sure thing, darlin” you look at the group once more. “go.” “cant we stay for the night? It’s getting dark.” Rooster asks and you scowl at him. “I told you to get. Now get” and you point West as a way to go, the two stangers thank you and Bradley does the same “good to see you, hon” he says and you smile a small smile. “I like the mustache, Brad.” But jake lingers. “beat it hangman” you say, turning to heard back into the stables to which he follows you. “baby I-“ “no, don’t baby me.” You sniff and he notices you wiping away tears. “I told you to beat it, so go” you say “five years, Jake” you say angrily, “get out of Miramar and don’t let me see ya again” you say, pushing him far enough away to slam the door and forcing him back out onto the street. He shakes his head and joins the others.

He held back further down the road, let the other three ride out in front to be left alone with his thoughts. “wha’ happened?” coyote asked rooster who hummed. “He fell in love and her daddy drew him away, hated the idea of his lil girl hangin’ around wi’ some highwayman – he looked at her like she hung the stars,” rooster looks up at the constellations; the other two remain silent. “then five years ago, her dad cornered him in the saloon, said if he didn’t leave his daughter alone he’d hang him and make her watch. Hell he was willing to be hung if it meant he got some more time with her” he looks back at the other two “but god he wouldn’t let her watch” he sniffed “so he left. I went with him. God damn nearly drank ‘imself to death.” He shook his head “never came back?” bob asked “never, look at ‘im. He cant handle it.” They all looked to the man a couple tens of metres behind who had his head hung low. Why couldn’t he have her?

“Hey kid” you look up and dust off your skirt “hey uncle pete” he smiles at you “you missing a mare?” you shake your head “nuh uh, falcon got sold to some travellers an hour or two ago, paid good money for ‘im too” you tell him, and he raises his brows “travellers?” you hum “travellers” he smirks “well ice thought he saw a gang of highwaymen” he says and you shrug “might’ve been, but they wanted a horse and they paid for a horse so in my eyes they’re customers” you say. “you know Beau wont be happy if Jake’s back in town, sweetheart” he says quieter and your eyes well again. “yeah well, its fine. I told him to beat it. Maybe he wont come back for another five years, maybe he wont come back at all” you reply and turn away. “Just left you his hat to remember him by, huh?” You feel two arms wrap around you in a tight hurt and you turn to sob into his shoulder. “I loved him pete” you say with a gasp and he nods “I know honey, I know you love him still. You’d probably have a few young’uns by now if it wasn’t for your dad” Pete says “he left me Pete, and my dads all alone without me, im all he’s got” you say with a huff. “and when your dads gone?” he asks and you shake your head “don’t say that” pete shrugs “it’s the truth baby” he says, stroking the back of your head “how about you come for dinner with me ‘nd Penny?” he suggests and you nod into his neck.

Back on the road the boys had settled in for the night around fifty miles from Miramar, bellies full and all but one’s hats over their eyes. “Y’got balls, kid” a voice announces and they all jump, hands shooting for their pistols but jake and Bradley relax when they see who it is “lower ‘em, boys” and the other two hesitantly replace their guns into their holsters. “Maverick” Rooster nods “y’know ive had ‘er cryin’ into my shoulder all evenin’?” Jake inhales sharply. He couldn’t speak for the lump in his throat. “Hell you had balls coming to Miramar to get a damned horse while Cyclone’s still in charge. But boy you must be brave to walk up to her goddamn ranch.” He continued “now you were told that if anyone ever saw your ass in these parts you’d be hung and she’d watch” Jake looked up at him. “what? Y’here to take me back so he can finish the job, maverick?” Jake scoffed, expression saddened and almost weak. Coyote and Bob had never seen him like that; so defeated – so glum. “Cyclone’s dying.” And silence ensued. “Coughin’ up blood and got his single, unwed daughter carin’ for him” “she’s a good girl” Jake replied, taking another sip of the whiskey he’d been carelessly nursing in his flask since they'd sat. “she is and she’s hurtin’. Her daddy’s the only thing she’s got” Maverick replied. “and I don’t know what im gonna do with her when he goes because I haven’t seen her in five years. You left and seem’d to take ‘er with ya”

“if you come back to Miramar, her daddy’s gonna hang ya like he promised” jake swallowed “if you don’t then im gonna kill ya myself.” Jake raised his brows. “c’mon back, y’all can stay with me for the night”  Maverick says as he turns his horse around “she don’t wanna see me, Mav” jake replied “bullshit. Damn girls in love with ya, what kind of godfather am I if I let her get that way again? I'll be damned if I let you break her twice. C’mon, the lot of ya.” He instructed, and began trotting back down the trail on old Tomcat, god knows how the old horse was still moving Bob silently got onto his horse and eyed the rest of them “y’coming?”

Chapter 1 | Chapter 3

[dc-sideblog]

WIP Weekends

because i work on wednesdays

Wildflower

They did warm-ups in the Cave before patrol. Cass and Steph were beating each other up on the mats.

“This is how you two spar?” Dick asked, horrified.

“How else would we spar?” Steph asked. She spit a lock of hair out of her mouth, tucking it back into her bun.

“Less violently,” Dick said.

Cass frowned. Wasn’t violence the point of sparring?

“You know you aren’t supposed to actually hurt each other, right?” he said.

“Um,” Steph said. “What?”

“Here, watch Jay and I spar. Jason!”

Jason jerked his head up from where he was going to town on one of the punching bags. He pulled his headphones off one ear. “What?”

“Get over here and spar with me. The girls are doing it wrong.”

Steph stuck her tongue out at him.

What followed was the most gentle fight Cass had ever seen.

“Sparring isn’t a real fight,” Dick explained. “It’s practicing forms, mostly, and learning to react in a live scenario. Not seeing how hard you can hit someone. That’s what the punching bag is for. Do you understand?”

Cass nodded excitedly. Steph looked wary.

Raised By Wolves

They almost ended up on the same flight as Jason. Tim prevented that disaster before it could happen. They arrived in Ethiopia three hours after he did.

Jason took a cab to a small town from the airport. He rented a car from there.

Tim and Cass did the same.

Now came the tricky part: tracking him now that he had a car and was away from major points of civilization. Tim wasn’t quite a skilled enough hacker to hack a GPS satellite, and with no tracker on the vehicle, that was their only real option.

“Excuse me,” Tim said, hoping against hope that this random stranger spoke English. Ethiopia had five official languages, eight total regional ones. English was not one of them. His only hope was that someone in this very small town had learned English as a second language in school.

The woman shook her head and moved on.

It took six more people before someone stopped.

“Our brother,” Tim said. “He came through here earlier. Did you see him? Where did he go?”

Exactly As Planned

The food goop dribbled down his chin, and Kara pushed it back into her cousin’s mouth.

“I found friends,” she said. “Good friends. They let me take the food. They helped me steal. And they’ve been giving me money. I’ll probably get more once they sell everything we stole tonight. Maybe then I can buy you special baby food. Super healthy baby food with tons of nutrients, how about that? You exited?”

Kal gummed at her fingers.

“Yeah, I figured you were,” she said. “Things are gonna be good, Kal. Everything’s about to get better for us.”

She kissed the downy hair on his little head. Kal smiled up at her, mouth full.

Two Sides of the Same Coin

It happened the next day.

They were heading back form grocery shopping when they saw a mom and two small children who were exact copies of each other. Cass hurriedly tapped on Jay’s arm, pointing at them.

He froze. Stopped walking. Fear-sadness-regret-wistfulness.

He said something. Repeated one of the words. Pointed at the two kids, then gestured between the two of them. He said another word.

Understanding clicked in her head.

A Mile in Your Shoes

“So who’re you?” the boy asked as they walked down the hall.

“I’m Tim!” he said brightly. “I’m one of Dick’s soulmates.”

“Really? Me too!” the boy said. He stuck out his hand. “I’m Jason.”

He shook hands with him. “Nice to meet you, Jason. Do you think we’re soulmates too?”

He shrugged. “Probably. Uh. What’s a good way to—”

“Did you have the baby vision too?”

“Oh! Yeah! But I didn’t know who Talia al Ghul was.” He scowled. “Wait. If the baby is Bruce’s kid, then that means they’re my little brother, right?”

“He. Yeah.”

“Huh,” Jason said. “That’s cool. I never thought I’d have little siblings.”

“I’m sure you’re gonna be an awesome big brother.”

“Thanks, Timbo. Hey, you wanna sneak into the Cave and listen to the wiretap while Bruce makes phone calls?”

“Yeah!”

[meganwasbored]

The Dragon Prince Thoughts Season 3 Episode 9

-THIS IS IT

-wait does he actually have to paint the symbols on his arms to get the spell to work or is he just trying stuff because if he does does that mean that ibis has them tattooed on his arms or something? that made no sense i should probably watch more than 5 seconds before i start making stuff up

-WAS HE ABOUT TO SAY I LOVE YOU

-soren’s character development from season 1 to now is incredible i went from being slightly annoyed by him to loving every second he’s on screen

-is it just me or is aaravos’s snake form thing longer than it was last episode

-OMG CALLUMS TRANSLATING I JUST REMEMBERED GREN ISNT HERE WHERE IS HE

-won’t they all die on the way up because of the air or does their demon form change that

-THE LAST DRAGON GUARD

-wait why is callum down here i thought the plan was for him to stay near the top to pick them off on their way up

-SERIOUSLY WHO IS THIS GUY

-claudia carrying the whole army rn

-NOOOOO NOT THE DRAGONS

-IDC IF HES THE KING HES STILL A CHILD GET EZRAN OUT OF THERE

-“it’s going to be okay, wee fella” not when the thousands of demon soldiers burst through that doorway

-ok so the rainbow lighting did nothing but at least it was pretty

-THERE ISNT A SINGLE PERSON WITH CALLUM???? THEY LITERALLY JUST DROPPED HIM OFF LIKE “YOURE ON YOUR OWN KID SEE YOU IF YOU SURVIVE”

-everyone could just swarm kasef and claudia for a second and it would solve 90% of our problems

-callum why do still you have your emotional support sketchbook on you in battle i feel like that’s just slowing you down buddy

-AANYA WHERE DID YOU COME FROM

-THE MOST ICONIC CHARACTER AND I MEAN THAT MY QUEENNNN

-IM SPEECHLESS OMG

-I CAME HERE FOR RAYLLUM BUT I STAYED FOR THE BROYALS

-CRYINGGGGGG GREN AND AMAYA BACK AGAIN I FORGOT HE PROBABLY THOUGHT SHE WAS DEAD SINCE THE VOLCANO

-SKBAIFBEODBDOSNDOSJWLWHAODH

-THE ELVES BOWING TO EZRAN

-EZRAN THE BATTLE LITERALLY JUST ENDED YOU CANT JUST RUN OFF ON YOUR OWN LIKE THAT

-WHAY WAS VIREN HIDING UNDER A BLANKET AND WHY WAS CLAUDIA WALKING AWAY FROM HIM WHAT IS GOING ON

-NO WORDS THIS IS TRULY SORENS EPISODE

-THE AMOUNT OF SOUL CRUSHING TRAUMA HE JUST WENT THROUGH IN THE PAST HOUR

-THIS ONLY TERRIFIES ME BECAUSE I ALREADY KNOW HES GONNA SURVIVE SO WHAT HORRIBLE THING IS CLAUDIA GONNA DO TO MAKE THAT HAPPEN

-ALSO SOMEONE LITERALLY JUST GOT STABBED RIGHT BEFORE EZRANS EYES POOR BABY

-SHUT UP HOW DID I NOT SEE THAT COMING

-HOW DID HE GET UP THERE

-RAYLA IS IN THE EXACT SAME POSITION HER PARENTS WERE IN THIS SPOT I DONT LIKE WHERE THIS IS GOING

-HARVEST????? CONSUME??????

-BAIT OMG

-IM SO DUMB HER PARENTS ARE COINS LIKE RUNAAN ARENT THEY

-I HATE THIS I HATE THIS I HATE THIS

-I WENT INTO THIS THINKING I ALREADY KNEW MOSTLY EVERYTHING THAT WAS GONNA HAPPEN AND I WAS SO SO WRONG

-BAITS FACE WHEN RAYLA CALLED HIM A HERO

-PUT ZYM DOWN RIGHT NOW OR SO HELP ME I WILL KILL YOU THROUGH THE SCREEN

-OKAY I KNOW SHES GONNA SURVIVE THIS AND YOU KNOW SHES GONNA SURVIVE THIS BUT SHE DOESNT KNOW SHES GONNA SURVIVE THIS WHICH MEANS SHE JUST SACRIFICED HER LIFE FOR THAT DRAGON

-THE FACT THAT HE DIDNT EVEN THINK TWICE ABOUT JUMPING AFTER HER

-pause can we talk about how strong rayla is to hold herself up like that i’d be dead

-this is the one time the “we beat the unbeatable villain through ✨the power of love✨” trope is acceptable

-this is awesome and all and i’m loving every second of it but why are we acting like everything is okay it’s not claudia is still out there with a super powerful staff that could destroy that whole cave with all of you in it if she gets up there

-also i can’t be that only one who doesn’t see the point of this baker like i feel like they just put him here because they can he serves literally no purpose

-wow very convenient of you to wake up right after the battle is over it’s not like you couldve been a huge life saving help anyway😐

-ZYM IS LITERALLY THE SIZE OF THE QUEENS EYEBALL I CANT

-i’m sorry i still can’t get over the fact that the dragons can talk i don’t know how to feel about it

-claudia’s hair is now half white i don’t like this

-if aaravos hatches out of that cocoon i’m gonna lose my freaking mind

-my word that was a lot

-you’re telling me y’all had to wait 3 YEARS after this cliffhanger for season 4???? i’m suddenly very glad i didn’t start watching until now i don’t think i could’ve handled that

[retromotherfuckers]

just finished Mockingjay and here are my thoughts.

i’m late to the game, i know. i’ve already seen the movies but when they came out i wasn’t into reading. as i am now, i decided to read the thg series and in hopes of finding someone with the same opinions, i’m posting this here because i don’t know anyone who’s read the series.

first of all, one of my biggest pet peeves is when authors tell and don’t show. just because peeta planted the primroses to take to prim’s grave does not tell me they reconciled. it tells me peeta’s not determined to kill katniss and forsake everything about her. it’s. not. enough. “we found our way back to each other,” NOT. ENOUGH. i need a reconciliation scene, i fucking need more for them. i’m not asking for a happy ending, i’m asking for closure. show me how they found their way back, show me how she finally realized he was back and ready to be there for her. show me how he realized she wasn’t there to kill him. SHOW ME. DON’T TELL ME. it really felt like peeta went from wanting to kill her to them having kids together. like huh? i have no closure.

katniss’ depression? absolutely heartbreaking and very realistic. like when she runs from peeta after she sees him planting the flowers because she can’t handle it. the scene where the cat comes back and she looses it? had me in tears. the fact that she hasn’t bathed in weeks, the being too exhausted to even walk back to her home from town.

FINNICK’S DEATH BEING COMPLETELY GLOSSED OVER WAS A CRIME. HE DESERVED BETTER THAN THAT. i get it, they were in the middle of trying to get out alive but i needed it to circle back and it just didn’t. this man just got married, he was one of the only people katniss trusted and he’s killed off in three sentences and we almost never hear of it again.

the ambiguity of it being gale’s bomb that killed prim and katniss knowing it could’ve been was enough for her to absolutely destroy gale. i was waiting for her to beat the shit out of him and she barely reacted??? just seems ooc for her. her entire life was devoted to protecting her sister, prim dies, and the person possibly responsible goes unscathed? unacceptable. if it was anyone but gale they’d be dead on the spot and coin was. i understand katniss not killing him, that’s her childhood best friend. but where’s the anger? hell should’ve been raised. the argument could be made that she was depressed and couldn’t even begin to try to be angry at him with the numbness that she had going on, and while that’s valid, it just seems ooc

i don’t want those negatives taken as me hating the books. because i actually really enjoyed them. i’m really just not happy with that ending. what does it take to put a few extra scenes in there? i love peeta, i love katniss and i love finnick. i’m happy 2/3 of them ended up happy, but i wanted more for all of them.