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female-buckets · 2 years ago

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Brianna Turner knew something was up when her bedroom door flew open around 7 a.m. CT Thursday and her mom rushed in, waking her up.

It wasn't bad news, however.

"BG's free! BG's free!" Turner's mom yelled.

Still in bed and hardly awake, Turner wasn't sure what she was hearing.

"Am I dreaming?" she asked.

Then the Phoenix Mercury forward opened Twitter and saw national outlets confirming the news that teammate Brittney Griner had been freed from Russian custody after 294 days in a high-profile U.S.-Russia prisoner exchange.

"I honestly thought I was dreaming still," said Turner, who's staying with her parents in Texas while she's back from playing overseas in Turkey. "I was confused. Like, it was utter shock.

"I hopped on social media, we turned on the TV and, yeah, all the news stations were like, 'Breaking news, Breaking news.'"

Turner's grandmother actually saw it first, calling as soon as she saw Griner had been released. "So, thank God my grandma was up early watching the news," Turner said.

She quickly took a screenshot of a reporter's tweet confirming Griner's release and sent it in a group chat to fellow teammates Kia Nurse and Shey Peddy with the message: "Oh my gosh guys." As word broke and eventually spread throughout the day, many members of the Mercury franchise had similar reactions. Tears were shed, mouths dropped agape, texts were sent. Lots of texts.

In Phoenix, Mercury president Vince Kozar also awoke to the news when the second of two calls from future Hall of Famer Diana Taurasi finally roused him. The first thing Kozar did was cry.

"To say it's been a cloud doesn't even really capture it," he said. "I think I probably feel like everybody feels -- tremendous relief. It's certainly a celebration. I guess a little bit of disbelief waiting for it to fully hit.

"I didn't know the next time any of us were going to see her again."

Kozar fought tears as he sat at his desk at home writing the statement the Mercury would eventually release, and when he saw Phoenix Suns star Devin Booker share the statement on Instagram. He eventually made it to the office at Footprint Center around 10 a.m. MT. He had work to get to: among other things, ensuring Griner has everything she needs for her return to Phoenix -- the city, not the team -- whenever that happens.

"We're not thinking about basketball," Kozar said. "Our main concern is her, and -- as I've told people before -- if she never plays another game of basketball, another minute of WNBA basketball again, we will still love her and care for her all the same, and nothing about how we feel about her or what she means to us, or this city or her family or any of that will change."

Outside the Footprint Center, however, were few signs of the Griner news. A maintenance crew was putting up lights around palm trees. A man shot video of the BG42 sign adorning the outside of the arena. Suns employees streamed into work mid-morning after a loss to the Boston Celtics the night before.

Two groups of Jehovah's Witnesses greeted folks as they walked by on the sidewalk and offered them pamphlets. Outside the arena is one of their regular spots to post up because of the heavy foot traffic. They figured out Griner had been released when a local news crew arrived and started interviewing people on the street.

But by and large, it was business as usual in downtown Phoenix. People strolled through the plaza in front of the arena while others got in a mid-morning run. Lunch hour was just beginning. And a few Griner fans made their way to the arena.

Danae McKnight is a 33-year-old who moved to Phoenix three years ago from Florida with her wife. They knew no one in the area and bought Mercury season tickets as a way to find a community, McKnight explained while standing in front of a Black Lives Matter mural that features Griner on the side of the Footprint Center. McKnight said they watched Griner be "unapologetically herself."

"That's something that a lot of people, including myself, struggle with," said McKnight, who wore a "We Are BG" T-shirt. "It took me years to figure out who I was and to accept that, because there's so much fear with the LGBT community and coming out that you feel like you have to hide yourself or you feel concerned.

"... Just the confidence that she has, and she just knows who she is and she just wants to be that and it's inspiring. It's taught me that it's OK to be me."

McKnight bawled when her wife told her Griner was coming home, and knew she wanted to come to the Footprint Center.

"It just felt like the right place to be," McKnight said choking back tears. "This has really impacted me a lot more than I thought it would. I'm married and I can only imagine my wife being away from me for almost 300 days, and it's really personal to me."

Turner is in Austin, about 90 miles from San Antonio, where Griner landed at Joint Base San Antonio-Lackland on Friday. She wants to give Griner space and privacy as she adapts to her old, yet new life.

Turner joked that she's close enough to drive over and wave at Griner through the gates.

"I'm sure hopefully in a few weeks I'll be able to maybe talk to her, figure something out," Turner said.

Kozar, who had over 300 unread text messages by lunchtime, also is hoping to see Griner "soon," but only on her timeline, whether it's in Arizona or in her home state of Texas.

"I and everyone around here who just has been desperate for nine months to give her a hug is going to follow her lead on when she wants to see people and when she wants to leave the house and when she wants to go to the grocery store and when she wants to go to a Suns game," he said.

The mood around the Mercury's and Suns' offices was celebratory all day, Kozar said. The Mercury players and coaches he talked to throughout the morning were experiencing a combination of disbelief and joy. Their teammate, their friend who they had talked about, lobbied for, campaigned for for almost a year, was on her way home.

"When you talk about missing a family member, missing a piece of your culture, missing a piece of someone who you have a personal relationship -- she's made you laugh, she's made you feel better, she's picked you up, she's helped you connect with other people -- we've been missing that," Kozar said. "So the idea of that returning, completely separate from basketball, is just really, really joyous."

When Kozar talked to Mercury coach Vanessa Nygaard on Thursday, she had just finished physical therapy to treat a back injury she suffered while surfing. When he mentioned her "poor back," Kozar said Nygaard responded: "Nothing hurts today."

While the focus is on Griner's safety and well-being, and helping her readjust to society, her basketball future wasn't too far from Kozar's mind. One thing Kozar learned through all the letters he and Griner exchanged was that it wasn't just her freedom, family and friends that were taken away from her. So was, as she calls it, hoop.

"We'll follow her lead, we'll do whatever she wants," he said. "Part of the joy that she's brought to people is how she plays and the way she plays and who she is when she plays.

"And I'd be lying if I didn't say there was some kind of anticipation or excitement about the idea that everyone would get to experience that again, but that's not what matters most."

#wnba #phoenix mercury #brittney griner

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lyranova · 2 years ago

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Hiya Lyra~! I'm kicking down the door to your inbox to send you some love. Saw the thing about filling your inbox so I'm gonna do it, with love~! 💖

I wanna let you know that you have a fun writing style and I love the way you're always building other up when you talk to them (me included, heh). I love chatting with you and I love seeing the things you come up with. Your taste in music is good too (btw, thanks for recommending those kpop groups to me a while back. Still not gonna outdo jpop in my mind but my horizons have widened).

Also also, I've loved reading Children of the Future~! And I still kinda am reading it. Time to read the epilogue has been eluding me...

We don't get a lot of time with all the families but you do a good job of giving each group strong moments here and here. It's enough to satisfy but still leaves room for more, you know?

FINALLY! I'm going to make you choose between two things... Mwah ha ha ha!

If you were forced to write Neva having to lose either Yuno (romantic partner) or William (family-esque bond), who would you choose? (Maybe she has memory loss that's erased one of the men from her mind or she has to make a choice between who to save and the one she doesn't rescue doesn't make it.)

I know this is a lot to throw at you. Sorry for that. But I wanted to do so many things and decided against bombing your inbox with multiple asks. Heh, my bad.

AGWJJWJWWJHW ERIKA 🥺😭🙈💕💕!!

(Sorry I’m just now getting to this even though this was sent a while ago, I was catching up on writing the past few days and wanted to sit down and answer this when I was done 😅!)

Aaahhh thank you so much 🥺🤧💕! I’m so glad you think my writing style is fun 🥺 and I really enjoy talking to you as well and ofc I’m going to build everyone up, you all deserve it so much because you’re all just that amazing 😁! Agwjkwkwhwhwjw this is the first time anyone has told me I had good taste in music 😳, I’m not even kidding I’ve had more people tell me my taste is terrible than good so this compliment just aaaaahhhh thank you 😭💕💕!! (Ofc and if you ever need any more recommendations I’ll be more than happy to share some with you 😁, hehe Jpop is good too I’ll listen to them sometimes but it’s mainly anime or video game openings 😂!)

Aaaahhh thank you I’m so glad you enjoyed reading COTF 🥺😭! I always woke up to your reblogs and comments on them and they’d just make my day 😁! Yeah I totally understand that, and I had fully intended to give each family more moments, but the plot got away from me a bit 😅. Luckily I plan on fixing that 👀🥰!

Ooo this is interesting 👀🤔!

In a way it would depend on how she loses them. If it were due to her losing her memory, then I would have to go with Yuno because Angst (I may use this idea someday hehe 👀) 😭! If it were her having to choose someone to save…I think she’d let William die 😔.

Funny enough if William had died in Spade it would have worked in my favor with “Fractured” and with the angst, and I actually had a lot of ideas if that did happen, but because he didn’t I had to alter it a bit 😂!

Ahwjjw no worries I don’t mind that there’s a lot and I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to answer 🥺! But thank you for asking 🥰!

#asks #erika♠️#my lovely mutuals #i think this was for the compliment ask game #but thank you so much 🥺💕!

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handelplayssims · 2 years ago

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Two more days! Izzy is up and at ‘em and has her two hours until school. Of which, will of course be devoted to needs management. Cameron is back from work and is thinking about playing video games. ...I’m real curious as to what Hilock and Road Rival Alpha are like. Hillock is...the same as SimScuffle in video. Alas! Road Rival Alpha is...a fighting game! I think those have become more of a PC game thing in terms of preferred consoles to play it on. And Lara woke up, decided to give her some french toast for breakfast before taking care of her garden and bees before work.

Oh no! The computer broke down while Cameron was playing it! At least it’s an easy fix for him. And let’s have him glance at the sky for a bit before he takes a snooze. And now it’s time for Lara to work-from-home! We are dabbling in circuit boards and then designing hardware on the computer. But first, we check social media because her social need is low and that’ll help fix it. Especially since Cameron is up in the observatory.

Now always before you do your robotics, equip a robo-arm! That’s a craft you can make with a bit of robotics skill and it allows you to not get shocked while working on your robotics crafts. Alas, you need to gain the skill to make it in the first place but as for this family? We have plenty of robotics nerds to make said robotic arm!

Izzy is finally back from school! And with it, we just need to befriend one last adult before we can move onto the next aspiration! The easiest would be Charity Hand and so we invite her over. She also asked her mother for advice on what to do about a bully bullying her friends. Stand in and step up or stay out and console friend afterwards? I think Lara might be for the second? Just be patient and just look after your friend afterwards. And with Charity...it literally took two socials and we bumped her up to being friends. Nicely done. Next’ll be the motor one which, well, we have that skill maxed already. Just a matter of getting the extras done and dusted with. Anyway, I thought to give Charity a health potion and make an emotion potion for Izzy herself. Neither went over well and once Izzy got out of the restroom, she felt the lingering effects of the school event that happened earlier in the day. Basically, a teacher ate a laxative laced brownie meant for her tormentor but went straight for him instead. And so she’s tense.

Before I sent her off to bed after shouting some unpleasant words, I decided to change up Izzy’s hair! She looks cute! And- ohp. Cameron is awake. He wants to play chess so after a run to the toilet and eating some popcorn, sure! Up to the chess table you go! Works well for his logic gain as well. After some late night grilling of the ribs for...supper, I suppose, his next whim is to chat with Noel Grey, an acquaintance but one he knows well and has all of her traits down. Huh. Anyway, he hasn’t been to the local bars much. How about the Shrieking Llama? And somehow ordering for the group got him a one star celebrity. Huh. -shrugs- High level job I suppose.

So I went out to the bar and had a drink. A small chat, because Noel had to rush off to the toilet soon after. He entertained and made small talk with the bartender and fellow patrons, waiting for her to return but Noel didn’t. Alas. His next whim was to watch comedy on tv and well, there is one right there. And then the other after was to enjoy a game of cards which we also have right there and likely because it’s on lot. Anyway, Simeon Silversweater spotted and I know a fellow geek when I spy one! (Because you can use the clubs to filter out those with similar traits.) So after a quick trip to the restroom, a game of cards was in order! I did try to hold Simeon a little longer but by the time I wanted to ask him to hang out for longer, he was already out the door and no other options were available. Well enough of the being social! It’s time to work on the logic skill! And humorously, there are chess tables just out and about in Windenburg’s square. Along with a chess topiary. I just decided to wait and see if someone else would swipe in for a chess table before sliding in myself. And indeed I did! It’s Testuya Otomo again! A person who also gained logic more for the career advancement than the chess itself. He’s sad so I’m assuming someone he knew died. Anyway, the chat still seemed to go fine. Played a prank, didn’t mind, as much. So next I decided to get a quick work out at the gym before going home. MEANING IT’S TIME FOR-

Neighborhood Watch!

Brindleton Bay: The Jimenez household recently moved in.

Anyway, last day and it’s 3PM, we’re continuing onwards! Izzy is sleepy but we must continue onwards! At the very least we must finish the first stage of your motor aspiration. Because I have so much trouble getting kids into emotional moodlets sometimes. To Hare Square! Where there totally will not be a certain bunch of kids, including the one Izzy is rivals with. Honestly, nothing much happened though. She played on the gym, she ate some food and then she was still super tired so Izzy went home to retire to bed. Izzy goes to bed, Cameron goes to bed. Lara will soon have to go to bed and SO WILL I! Man, I’m sleepy. What I get for going “ooh, there’s only three or so days left, let’s finish them up!” And then it took hours. Also I eternally wish that I could just flop into bed and fall asleep like the Sims folks.

Alright, Cameron’s up at it’s 2:30AM. We got until 5AM to do things with this guy. Let’s see, it’s partially cloudy. Stars would likely be mostly hidden but moon is up there. Let’s look up at the sky and- OH GOD THE GREEN IS EVERYWHERE! Aurora borealis of the green eco-friendliness why do you doom me!? And so we end this session with Cameron gazing up at the stars. And now it’s time for-

Neighborhood Watch!

Windenburg: The Mahajan household has moved in.

Daiki Matsuda in the Matsuda household has died. Daiki stayed in the sun a little too long and overheated.

See you all next time for the Oaklow household! Yes! More Werewolves! See you all then!

#sims 4 #liveblogging #cameron fletcher #lara fletcher #izzy fletcher

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wikifoxnews · 2 years ago

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Who was Anndel Taylor ( Buffalo woman found dead ) Wiki, Bio, Age, Crime, Arrest, Incident details, Investigations and More Facts

Anndel Taylor Biography Anndel Taylor Wiki

A 22-year-old woman who was killed in the monstrous snowstorm that ravaged upstate New York sent her family a chilling video of her being trapped in her car for at least 18 hours before she was found dead.

Anndel Taylor became one of at least 28 victims in what Gov. Kathy Hochul dubbed "the blizzard of the century" after she became trapped on her way home from work in Buffalo on Friday afternoon. She shared a series of videos with her sisters in North Carolina, most recently just after midnight, in which she rolled down the ice-covered window to reveal a nearby van that was also stuck with its hazard lights on. "She told my sister she was scared," Tomeshia Brown, one of Taylor's sisters, told WSOC-TV. Her family told the outlet that she was believed trapped in her car for around 18 hours before she was found on Christmas Eve. "She called 911 and waited for her," her mother, Wanda Brown Steele, told network television. But "everyone who tried to reach her got stuck," Brown added. “Firefighters, police, everyone was stranded,” she said, asking why the “notorious snow state” didn't have emergency vehicles ready for action during the monster storm. Anndel Taylor, 22, died in her car after being trapped by Buffalo blizzard while driving home from work. She was found after 18 hours. She sent her family this final video from inside the car. pic.twitter.com/w8GBwR9UOm — Mike Sington (@MikeSington) December 27, 2022 During the storm, Brown released a message that "all of Buffalo" was looking for Taylor, who just last year returned to Buffalo from Charlotte to care for her ailing father. Taylor told the sisters in a group chat that she plans to get some sleep and then try to get to safety if help hasn't arrived when she woke up, her mother said. Her mother desperately warned her relatives in Buffalo—where Taylor was born—to "go back there," she told WSOC-TV. "Then they broke the window and saw she was there," said the grieving mother. Taylor's mother believes her daughter most likely died of carbon monoxide poisoning. "The car was running and the snow was still coming, so it was clogging the pipes, the tailpipe," she said. "Then after the car died, it was ice cold." It came just before Taylor's 23rd birthday—and while she "was still getting presents under the tree" at Christmas, Brown said. The family is attempting to move her body back to Charlotte, where they moved when Taylor was two. So far, an online fundraiser has raised nearly $10,000 of the $12,000 goal. "We're trying to bring her here because I want her here with me," her mother said. Taylor's grandmother, Sylvia Taylor, told WSOC-TV: "It's so easy to say, 'Why God? Why?' But it's not always meant for us to know the answer." In a series of heartbreaking online tributes, Brown called her sister "the golden child ... the funniest, most down-to-earth, sleaziest little sister ever!" Read the full article

#ANNDELTAYLOR #BUFFALONEWYORK #DEATHS #SNOW #WINTERSTORM

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thebettybook · 2 years ago

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☎️ Incoming Call: Leona Kingscholar ♥️

🍓 Message 1 from Strawbetty: Warning: none, all-fluff phone headcanons and phone call “voice lines” from Leona. Leona and gn!reader are in an established romantic relationship.

🍓 Message 2 from Strawbetty: I wanted to try something new (aka Strawbetty wants to have a phone call with Leona)!

☎️ = Headcanons

☎️ Leona’s phone is definitely from the most popular luxury brand of smart phones in Twisted Wonderland.

☎️ He doesn’t care about having the latest smart phone model, but he has it anyways because Farena decided to buy the family plan for Leona, Safiya (Leona’s sister-in-law), and himself as an attempt for “family bonding.”

☎️ Cheka likes to call Leona a lot through his mother’s phone, and would try to video call/FaceTime Leona because Cheka wants to see his “Oji-tan.”

☎️ Leona’s “Contacts” consist of you, Ruggie, Jack, Epel, Safiya, and Farena. He doesn’t save the other dorm leaders’ numbers and hardly ever texts in the dorm leader group chat.

☎️ Leona isn’t much of a texting guy; he’d prefer to hear your voice + autocorrect annoys him + he knows and likes that his deep voice flusters you sometimes.

☎️ Leona puts an “A” in front of your name (if your name doesn’t already start with an “A”) so that you’re first on his contacts list. If you found out, he’d deny that he did such a thing.

☎️ Leona also makes sure you put him as your Emergency Contact because he said “Crowley doesn’t do shit” but really, Leona wants to be the first to know if something ever happens to you.

☎️ Leona rarely takes photos on his phone. He did start taking a few photos of the foods and places from your dates (so he can remember the exact days and memories of your dates) :).

☎️ Leona’s Lock Screen wallpaper used to be a picture of his chess board, but then he changed it to a candid picture he took of you smiling at him. Sometimes when Leona lays on his bed or in the Botanical Garden before napping, he whips out his phone to just look at that picture of you with a soft, teeny grin on his face.

♥️ = Voice Lines

♥️ “Hey.” *in his deep voice*

♥️ “Yeah, I just woke up from a nap. It was a good one too; it had you in it. Heh, I’ll tell ya about it later.”

♥️ “Did ya eat anything yet? Don’t forget to drink water too, it’s getting hotter these days. We should go swimmin’ in the lounge pool tonight.”

♥️ “Magift practice went well today. No, I didn’t get hurt during practice. I’m perfectly capable of handling my own injuries anyways, herbivore…but that doesn’t mean I don’t love when ya worry about me.” *smirks into his phone*

♥️ “Tch, my hands still smell like laundry detergent. Ruggie was too busy to do my laundry earlier so Jack decided to teach me how to do it. That guy’s a real stickler for chores.”

♥️ “Oh yeah, Elder Sister texted me a picture of Cheka’s latest crayon drawing. Says it’s a ‘portrait’ of me and the furball. Apparently it’s now framed in my room back home.”

♥️ “Yeah yeah, I’ll send ya the pictures of the furball’s drawing and the waffles we had from that cafe yesterday. Ugh, the waffles were so sweet.”

♥️ “Speakin’ of food, I’m starvin’. Let’s go to the dining hall for dinner; I’ll come by your dorm in five.”

♥️ “Love ya.” *hangs up quickly before you can tease him about saying ‘I love you’ first*

☎️♥️☎️♥️☎️

Important:

🍓I don’t own any of the characters I mention or write about; they belong to their original and respective creators.

🍓 All content on this blog is created by me, @thebettybook (excluding posts I reblog that aren’t my own posts and unless I state otherwise). Do not modify, claim, repost or translate my work onto this platform and any other platform.

🍓 Reblogs are appreciated :). Want more Leona romance fluff? Check out my masterlist

#leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar headcanons #leona kingscholar imagine #leona kingscholar x mc #leona kingscholar x reader #leona headcanons #leona x reader #twst #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #savanaclaw

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jujutsu-headcanons · 4 years ago

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Team Tokyo First Years Headcanons

(Ft. Yuji, Megumi, Nobara, Gojo & Sukuna)

Gojo created a group chat with all three students to coordinate things. However, he never knows if Megumi reads the texts because he never says anything (he does), and all Yuji does is send memes, so basically that's its only function now.

Yuji and Nobara created a game: try to take a picture of Gojo with his blindfold off. He takes it off frequently, it's just impossible to catch an image of it. Surprisingly, Megumi of all people has gotten the closest. If you squint, you can see the baby blues.

This escalated into "who can take the ugliest picture of someone without them looking", after capturing an image of Yuji standing next to Gojo's desk with almost four chins. Nobara discovered she has many bad angles and Gojo discovered he's photogenic from ALL angles.

Yuji likes to use Nobara's ugly pictures as reaction images and memes. At first, Nobara beat him up whenever he did, but now as long as they don't leave the first-year chat she doesn't care. She'll even supply them if she's feeling silly.

Gojo started a prank war on accident and it shows no sign of stopping. It started because he enjoys Nobara's over the top reactions. When she found the LIVE snake in her bed (oh boy, everyone's soooo lucky she's good with reptiles), she immediately suspected this was Yuji's doing. She pranked him, he got her back, Megumi walked into a prank on accident, he got them back twice over, and now it just won't stop. Gojo was fully prepared to deal with the consequences, but he isn't complaining.

The First Year prank war is pretty well known around the school, and everyone's learned to stay away from anything that looks suspicious.

Gojo uses this to his advantage too; sometimes he'll pull pranks on the first and even second years just to watch them blame each other. He's even gone as far as pranking Principal Yaga hoping that he would blame the kids, but Yaga knows for a fact it's Gojo. He hasn't done anything about it though. This stresses Gojo.

Most of the time, when they eat out, each student pays for their meal. When Gojo's there he pays for all four of them, and if Yuji tries to use the "I don't have any money" excuse when Nobara decides to stop for a coffee, she'll buy him one too. She holds it against him, though.

If his kids are all craving a certain type of food (i.e. Chinese) Gojo will head out and pick it up and they'll all eat as a family.

Nobara proposed once a month they have a "spa" day. Surprisingly, the other two students agreed. She's allowed to give them manicures and pedicures (so long as she doesn't get carried away), trim and treat their hair, exfoliate their faces, and they help her re-dye her hair. Megumi is a good client, while Yuji gets bitched at a lot for squirming while getting his nails clipped and jerking when he gets his eyebrows plucked.

Yuji also proposed they have a movie night every Friday night. If they're busy, they'll move it to Saturday, or have it earlier in the day during the week. Sometimes the second years will join. Gojo is banned because he's basically seen every movie and always spoils the end. Everyone got mad at Yuji's request to use subtitles but gave up arguing with how loud Yuji chews.

They also have game nights, but they lost the pieces to most board games after Nobara threw them out the window, Megumi is the only one who knows how to play chess and Shogi, and Yuji fears the safety of his controllers after Megumi got dangerously close to beating Nobara in Smash.

Yuji's room is the main hangout joint because of the electronics he owns. Literally, there's a whole ass common/living room for them to use. However, they go to Nobara's room for a spa day, as long as the boys are gone by sundown.

Gojo knows damn good and well his kids don't like each other in that way and would never have sex with each other, but he still feels the need to give them the talk ™. He's literally given each child a free box of condoms just in case.

Gojo bought each student customized "if lost, please return to Jujutsu Tech" shirts. Yuji doesn't mind wearing his because it's just another hoodie to him, and Nobara doesn't mind hers because it's a crop top and it's cute. Megumi burned his in front of Gojo.

Nobara takes the boys shopping a lot. Megumi is surprisingly good at picking out clothes that fit Nobara's physique and taste, and Yuji is there to hype her up when she walks out of the dressing room. He also isn't scared to tell her a dress doesn't look good on her, and she respects that.

Sometimes even Sukuna will pop out and give commentary. He gives really mixed signals, sometimes he tells her how she's not much to look at, sometimes he talks about the things he wants to do to that ass because of how good they look in those jeans. This results in Yuji getting slapped, Nobara yelling something like "Shut it, Fang Face!" And people staring at him funny because of it.

She also buys outfits for the boys and occasionally Gojo, because she's tired of hoodies and black. She was just as shocked as the rest when Megumi walked out in his outfit. He only wore it to shut her up, though, and hasn't worn it since.

No matter what they're doing, Yuji is ALWAYS the DJ. He has playlists for almost every occasion (spa day, sparring practice, car rides, game nights, even the times they just chill in the same room on their phones) and the only person that really complains is Sukuna, but only because he hates the Backstreet Boys.

Yuji bursts out in song a lot. No matter what he's doing, he'll just start singing. If they know it, Nobara and Gojo will join in too. Always ends in a giggle fit.

Sometimes Gojo's hand slips and boom! He has 18 dozen cookies instead of 4. He's been known to wrap the cookies up in nice tins and packages and leave them outside the kid's doors.

Gojo has also been known to cook meals for the kids and drop them off. This helps because Megumi is basically the only one who can actually cook. Yuji thinks instant ramen is okay for every meal, and Nobara burns food in a way it's still edible but you don't really want it.

The kids play wrestle, a lot. Yuji was scared to at first because the only one who really wants to fight is Nobara, but he learned quickly she can both take and deliver a punch just fine. She also isn't one of those girls that gets upset if there's an accidental grope, which is cool.

This is how the others discovered Megumi is ticklish. Yuji probably still has the scar and Nobara doesn't dare try to tickle him again.

Yuji fell asleep once and woke up to Sukuna's mouth on his cheek having a full-blown conversation with Nobara while she was reading a magazine. He swears they were gossiping about boys, but as soon as Yuji was awake enough to pay attention, Sukuna noticed and started bullying him. To this day Nobara still thinks she was talking to Yuji the whole time because she never noticed he fell asleep.

Yuji can fall asleep almost anywhere. Nobara draws on his face a lot. He's spent countless nights on Megumi's floor just because he's too lazy to move literally one room over.

Nobara has a habit of walking into the boys' rooms without knocking. Megumi is usually laying in bed on his phone or sitting at his desk, however, she's walked into Yuji doing some weird shit. Not gross shit, just... Concerning shit.

Once she walked in on him crying and didn't know what to do. She just kinda walked in and sat down with him until he stopped, occasionally rubbing his back. They didn't say a word until Yuji made a joke and Nobara continued with why she even came into his room, to begin with.

The three students are surprisingly supportive of each other like that, it's just kinda awkward and passive-aggressive at times. Sometimes they even confide in Gojo, and he takes it seriously, surprisingly.

Gojo has a Tik Tok account. He participates in every challenge, every dance, every trend, and apparently has a huge following. Yuji gets featured in the videos sometimes when he isn't recording, and he's mostly doing the stupid shit Gojo does, like doing backflips on building ledges.

While Tik Tok is Gojo's forte Yuji has done video game commentary on twitch and yt live. Megumi is quite popular on subreddits about urban legends and related folklore, and Nobara helps maintain blogs about current events, but... It's mostly celebrity gossip and new music.

Every Saturday is chore day and no one's allowed to do leisurely activities or leave until they're done. Rooms and hallways have to be vacuumed, swept, mopped, whatever. Gojo checks that the rooms aren't dirty. He doesn't mind clutter, he just hates wrappers and shit being left around. He especially pays attention to the cleanliness of the bathrooms for some reason. Megumi is good about cleaning his room throughout the week, Nobara usually just has clutter on her nightstand and dresser, and Yuji waits until the last minute to clean.

The first years used to do their laundry separately, but Nobara threw a temper tantrum when she witnessed Yuji just throw all of his clothes in the washer at once and simply turn it on. Now normally, she wouldn't help anyone get out of work, but she also likes things being done the right her way, so she does his laundry for him. Megumi got involved somehow and now they throw all of their clothes in the same basket and divide them by darks, colors, whites, and delicates. She refuses to let any of their overly- soiled clothes touch hers, so those usually get their own wash too. Each student folds and puts away their own clothes.

Most arguments end with rock paper scissors. Pinkie promises are also sacred.

Gojo keeps a sticker board in the classroom. Whenever the kids do something good, they get a star. Whenever they do something bad, one gets taken away. When they get to five stickers they get a prize from the treasure box.

No one has gotten to five stars yet. This is good because there is no treasure box. Gojo is bullshitting everyone.

Yuji likes to steal Megumi's stickers because he thinks Megumi will not notice. He does every time.

Gojo has a stool in the corner of the classroom complete with a horribly cliche dunce cap he calls "the Naughty Corner" for when the kids "act up". Nobara ends up there because she's always on her phone, Megumi mouths off a lot and has days where he doesn't feel like doing work, and poor Yuji ends up in the naughty corner because Sukuna can't behave.

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codenamed-queenie · 5 years ago

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#BatsInQuarantine

I am going insane. So I poured my restlessness into one long and very detailed post and got super into it. Please enjoy this hot mess.

The Justice League, being the well-meaning virus-proof Super Friends that they are, took one good look at the news, one good look at their non-powered friends Ollie, Bruce, and their families, and collectively decided that these normal humans must be Protected At All Costs.

Now, keep in mind, Bruce is never one to roll over when it comes to being benched.

However, he understands the importance of social distancing. He knows he needs to set a good example for his kids, and keep up appearances as Gotham’s Most Responsible Multi-Billionaire.

So. Quarantine it is.

But how are his kids handling it?

Dick -

100% on board in the beginning. Gotta do the Responsible Thing. Gotta set a Good Example. Besides, guys, this is gonna be Fun. Quality Family Time is always a Must.

He lasted 2 days.

Then he started to get twitchy.

And as everyone knows? A Trapped Dick Grayson is a Feral Dick Grayson.

He bounces off the walls.

Literally.

“I have to climb.”

“Dick, no.”

“I have to climb everything.”

Has scaled the manor 16 times already. Has climbed the chandelier. The banister. Bruce. The roof. The Cave. Anything in the house that’s been bolted down and especially anything that hasn’t.

Duke found him clinging to the wall 10 ft off the ground like Spiderman and screamed so loud it shattered glass.

Desperate for news of the outside.

He thrives off of it like a starving man.

Was the one to suggest he and Barbara take a break to Social Distance from each other (”Sorry, babe, kissing spreads germs”) and experienced Instant Regret(TM) approximately 5 minutes after.

The Family has labelled him a Flight Risk Level 1 (Most likely to say f**k it and make a break for the outside world)

Jason -

Accidentally got trapped inside the manor with the others when Bruce called Shutdown. If he had his way, he’d be chilling in his favorite safe-house right now, binging The Witcher with Roy and Artemis, and not worrying about finding a stray brother in his sock drawer.

But he’s nothing if not an opportunist.

The way he sees it, Jason has 3 options:

Self Improvement

Self Isolation (See Duke, Cass, and Damian)

Descension Into Madness (See Dick and Steph)

And, well, he always wanted to try a few things. Now he’s got the free time to do it.

So he settles on baking.

Alfred’s got enough food and raw ingredients stored up to feed an army. (Not because he’s a Panic-Buying-Hoarder in times like these. But because he’s a Panic-Buying-Hoarder all the time. Just try feeding 11+ teenagers sometime.)

Uses recipes he finds off Google.

His first few attempts are, in a word, ‘tragic’.

Alfred slips him a few of his recipe cards, and Jason suddenly starts seeing Results.

Turns out he’s pretty good at this baking thing once he gets the hang of it.

Hope everyone’s okay eating nothing but pie, macaroons, biscuits, and whatever else Jason whips up.

Cause that’s gonna be the only food left by the time he’s done.

Barbara -

Self-quarantined with her dad.

They’ve been binge-watching classic black and white movies together.

It’s a fun time, but she’s started to get a little antsy. Loving her dad and wanting to be around him 24/7 are, understandably, mutually exclusive.

Calls the manor to video-chat every day.

For her sanity just as much as theirs.

Gives everyone little challenges to film on their phones and send in. She makes compilations of everyone’s submissions so they can all watch and laugh together.

Bonus points for Creativity

One comp shows the family trying to drop Mentos into coke bottles.

Dick did a handstand, and dropped his Mento from the second story balcony.

Tim did it wearing the Batman cowl. The soda exploded into his face, and the rest of the video is just Bruce’s Shrieking.

Stephanie tried it, but the bottle tipped. Everyone on camera screamed as the bottle rocketed through the front window.

She spends most of her calls having one-on-one convos with Dick.

They’ve come up with little code phrases so they can be Cheesy even with family members lurking in the background.

She thinks the way he clings to the monitor is cute.

Almost like he’s giving her a hug through the screen.

(It’s easier than letting herself worry about his mental state, at least)

Tim -

Oh this boy.

Freaked out for the first five minutes before he decided ‘hey wait, Bruce is letting me stay in my pajamas all day? Noice.’

Now he’s just vibing.

The rest of his family is Low-Key shielding him.

He Has No Spleen, you see.

Steph: “Someone could cough on him and he could die!”

He just goes about his day, playing Animal Crossing like there’s no tomorrow, tinkering on projects, taking naps, etc. Living his best life.

Meanwhile there’s always someone lurking behind him, keeping watch, keeping him safe.

Dick sneezed within 5 feet of Tim once (the fact that he was on top of the dusty bookshelf Tim was perusing is irrelevant)

Jason still full-body tackled him the second Tim’s back was turned.

No one with any symptoms--

Like, any symptoms. They don’t even have to be Corona-related.

--is allowed within 10 feet of Tim.

Tim has been wandering the manor for weeks, now, without seeing another human being.

(He sees Dick on the ceiling sometimes, but that doesn’t really count)

He’s been trying increasingly drastic pranks and shenanigans to draw someone, anyone, out.

But it doesn’t matter how many times he steals Damian’s sword, or sets fire to Jason’s brownie bites.

Nobody wants to risk it.

Cass -

No one has seen her since quarantine started.

Everyone is approximately 87% sure she’s somewhere in the manor though

Because she does eat the meals Alfred leaves out for her.

Or at least someone does, at any rate.

(Jason and Santa top the running suspects list)

Santa was Steph’s suggestion. For some reason it snowballed.

It’s assumed that Cass misunderstood the meaning of ‘social distancing’ and took it too far.

But no one knows for sure.

She is Tim’s Guardian Angel.

People who so much as clear their throats a little too loudly anywhere near him suddenly wake up on a different floor of the house four hours later.

Duke came closest to spotting her while he was up in the attic.

Either that, or there’s another Creepy Sister everyone forgot to tell him about living up there.

She is silent, and watchful, sticking to the shadows, but she does leave the occasional note out to brighten her siblings’ day.

Things like ‘helo i love u’ and ‘hop u ar ok’ mostly.

She is bound and determined to protect her family from this invisible threat, no matter the cost.

Steph -

Like Dick, she was Super Pumped at first.

(Just kind of showed up at Wayne Manor before quarantine was enacted. The original purpose of her visit is unclear, but regardless, she’s Trapped.)

Also Like Dick, her descent into madness was swift.

She is impossible to pin down.

Not like Cass or Damian, who’ve stayed off the grid, and are therefore Untraceable.

No. She’s impossible to pin down, because she never stops moving.

Switches seamlessly between Zumba on top of the Giant Dinosaur in the Batcave, and furiously knitting Alfred (the Cat) a sweater with a pair of Tim’s used chopsticks.

Braided everyone’s hair while they were asleep.

Even Bruce’s.

She tried to do Tim’s, but somehow blacked out and regained consciousness in the attic.

When she woke up with a scream and a furiously twitching eye, she startled Duke out of his Makeshift Fort he built out of old cardboard boxes and antique furniture. He’s had to resort to finding a new hiding place.

Sometimes, on the rare occasions she does sit still, staring off into the distance, she’ll suddenly start laughing hysterically. This may last between thirty seconds and thirty minutes, depending entirely on how long it’s been since she’s knitted a cat sweater or done cartwheels through every room in the house.

Blew up the greenhouse out back, somehow.

Everyone has agreed not to talk about it.

Some people were built to handle prolonged time inside their homes.

Stephanie Brown is not that way.

Damian -

Damian Wayne Cannot Be Contained.

At least not inside the house.

He took off thirty-six hours into quarantine.

Thanks to the security equipment around the borders of the Wayne Estate, he can’t escape the grounds.

(He’s tried and failed multiple times. Jason and Bruce have a running bet on how many times the perimeter alarms will go off per day.)

(Jason is winning.)

He wanders the grounds with Titus as his only companion.

The two of them run laps, practice drills, and find ways to occupy their time.

No one’s entirely sure what those ways are.

In fact, nobody knows exactly where Damian is at any given time.

Only that he is Out There.

And he’s the best security system Wayne Manor’s ever had.

So far, he’s stopped five groups of civilians scaling the perimeter walls before the lasers and electric nets even have a chance to deploy.

They were trying to break in and steal supplies.

(Even ones they already had in surplus. Like Toilet Paper.)

He’s also stopped Dick from escaping twelve (12) times.

Drags him back by his shirt collar and deposits him on the welcome mat.

Usually with a note for Alfred/Jason, requesting more fruit tarts.

Duke -

Did not leave the attic for two weeks.

Then Steph discovered his hiding spot (read: was dumped there by Cassandra) which forced him to relocate to the basement.

Yes, it turns out Wayne Manor does have a basement.

This was a surprise to Duke, who always thought that the Batcave was Bruce Wayne’s basement.

Alfred keeps him supplied with all the necessities:

i.e. food, magazines, assorted pastries from Jason’s latest batch, usually straight out of the oven.

Duke also snagged the Manor’s Alexa.

She has become a sort of ‘Wilson’ to Duke’s ‘Chuck Noland’.

She is his only comfort. His only ally.

He’s determined to wait out this quarantine, doing his best to avoid the others.

Duke has seen these people under pressure.

He knows exactly what he’s dealing with.

Duke: “Alexa is the only motherf****r in this madhouse I ever respected.”

*offended butler noises from the other room*

Duke: “And also Alfred.”

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fluffyk97 · 3 years ago

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Basic backstories, setup and just few little things about Werewolf Cole Au. A synopsis if you will?

There's no elemental powers, Overlord, Zane isn't a nindroid, etc. Just basically a regular world with small real myths such as Werewolves.

Werewolf wolf forms aren't humanoid, but really are just big 6ft tall wolves.

Kai and Nya do live in a house near the woods and their parents were never kidnapped so they were raised by them. However they both are in a line of work that has them not home most of the time.

Kai & Nya found Lloyd on the streets being bullied from other kids. Kai immediately couldn't stand it and stepped in. When asked where Lloyd lived so they could take him, Lloyd said he didn't have one.

After a long video call later, and a quick visit by Maya, Lloyd was able to be adopted into their family and enroll in school under the name Lloyd Smith.

Kai is 20, Nya is 18, Lloyd is 14, Cole is 21, Jay is 18, Zane is 23, Pixal is 22, Skylor is 21. Excluding Cole till later, they're just a big friend group.

Kai is trying to find a good College to get into while working at Skylor and her Mother's small Noodle Shop. There is no Chen because I said so.

Skylor and Kai used to date in Highschool, but found to be better friends instead and now are just close friends.

Jay & Nya are in highschool Senior Year, and are together.

Zane & Pixal was friends with them in highschool, but now are in College together. Also a couple, and they love to visit when they can and video chat.

Lloyd is in Middle School. He's managed to make few friends there but his best friends are his adopted siblings, their friends, and his adopted cat, Meowthra.

Cole was childhood friends with Jay back in another town until one day him, his father and mother had to suddenly move out without a word to anyone. So to Jay, his childhood friend just one day disappeared.

There are Werewolf Hunters after them.

Cole gets his wolf side from Lily.

Lily doesn't pass away when he was younger, but is sick. Lou moves them to the Town where the gang are, hearing about how it's nice and close to some woods, good clean air, and he did some digging and saw nothing about Hunters being in the town because the Forest and its wildlife are supposed to be protected.

Cole is trying to figure out what to do for his mother and always goes out to the woods at night to let himself be a wolf, especially because he doesn't have complete control of his transformation like Lily.

Unfortunately Hunters did follow them.

The Hunters one day went to eat at the Noodle Shop and talked about going hunting in the Woods. Kai overheard, and he knows the Woods are not to be hunted in. Kai tried leaving a voicemail to Skylor but his phone unfortunately died mid message. He wasn't sneaky enough about it and the Hunters did notice.

At the end of his shift, locking up the Noodle Shop, Kai is jumped by the Hunters so they don't have a goody goody try and ruin their hunt.

Kai managed to get away and did run off into the woods, hoping to lead them off his tail, not find their way to his house, while also hoping to manage to get home through the woods.

Kai of course loses the Hunters, but unfortunately his ankle did get sprained pretty bad and he stops to sit against a tree once he's sure he's safe.

That's when Cole finds him after smelling some of his blood.

Kai never heard of any reports of wolves in the woods, especially none that are 6ft tall. So understandably, Kai freezes up in fear while also knowing he wouldn't get anywhere if he tried.

Cole approaches, luckily just have hunted something himself so Kai's blood doesn't affect his hunter instincts too much.

Cole slowly approaches Kai before licking his wounds. He turns Kai around and grabs him by the back of his jacket, carrying him off to his little den he set up for when he's out in the woods.

Kai freaks out and is about to yell before he hears the distant sound of a Jeep driving through the woods which leads him to shut up in fear its the hunters.

This also has Cole rush to the den.

The den is set up with a large bedroll, campfire and few other necessities because Cole goes to it when he's a human as well. It surprises Kai, but he doesn't complain when the big wolf sets him down and carries over a first aid kit.

Even after patching himself up, Kai still can't get up, but it seems the Wolf in front of him basically saved him and maybe has an owner. Plus, out of fear of running into the hunters, he decides okay he'll stay for the night.

Cole does notice Kai starts shivering when trying to sleep, so he goes over to offer some warmth. Kai while uneasy with a big wolf next to him, accepts it, not wanting to risk going against it and it is nice.

This leads to both of them falling asleep and Cole completely forgetting he's going to change back in the morning.

So Kai wakes up being hugged by this large shirtless man. His screaming wakes Cole up, leading him to screaming as well as the scramble to get apart.

The den is surprisingly close to Kai's house, so as Nya is about to head out on her bike to find out why Kai didn't come home last night, she hears him screaming in the woods.

After the screaming stops, Kai and Cole stare at each other. Kai in complete bewilderment, glancing around for that wolf from last night unaware it was Cole. Cole meanwhile is frozen, slapping himself mentally for some reason helping this random stranger as a wolf and not thinking about him turning back in the morning.

Nya calls out for Kai though, drawing his attention away from Cole and allowing him a moment to slip away.

Kai after realizing he was left alone, decides to get up, limping out of the den to call out to Nya.

Kai is brought home and his wounds are more properly treated. A call to Skylor to look out for the guys that jumped Kai and to let her know what's up.

Kai tells the story about the Wolf. Lloyd gets excited wanting to find a big nice Wolf himself, but Nya quickly dismisses it to it most likely just being a dream passing out in the woods. Hoping to delude Lloyd from going and searching the woods for said Wolf, while also not believing it herself.

Kai is basically forced to stay home till they know the Hunters aren't going to go after him again, and to heal up his ankle.

Kai keeps thinking about that night while during his little house arrest, and even dreams of the man he woke up next to, turning into the 6ft Wolf that helped him.

One night when he's okay to walk again and Nya is at Jay's house with Lloyd to help him study, and for a little sleepover, Kai sneaks out back to the woods, finding the den again and hopes to come across the Wolf again.

Cole wanders in as a wolf and freezes noticing Kai waiting for him. He was no different from Kai, constantly thinking about the other in numerous ways since their encounter.

Cole unfortunately wasn't so prepared for another meeting and turns to run away, but finds himself freezing when Kai cries out "Wait!"

Kai slowly approaches Cole.

"You can understand me, can't you?" Cole looks Kai in the eyes and nods to Kai's slight surprise.

"Are you that guy I woke up next to?" Cole whines in response, in fear of Kai knowing.

"It's okay! I... well its little weird to think about, but... wow I was actually right? Haha, I don't know how to feel about this, but I won't go ratting you out don't worry!" Cole's ears perk up in surprise.

That's when the familiar sound of a Jeep reaches both their ears. Smelling the air, Cole whines, recognizing the smell of Hunters, moving to turn and run again, but Kai stops him again.

Kai offers and brings Cole back to his house to help hide him. Cole feels like he should reject, and not trust so easily, but he finds himself following Kai easily.

That's when Kai walks in with Cole, ducking through the back door and see Nya and Lloyd who just got home because the sleep over got cancelled.

After a lot of panic and explaining later, Nya agrees to help out Cole, wanting more explaining from him if Kai saying him turning into a human is true.

Lloyd is very excited to see such a big wolf and starts talking to Cole a lot. It surprises Cole, but he also finds it enjoyable to see a kid so excited to actually see him like this after growing up and being told by Lou he should never show his secret to anyone.

Lloyd does bring Meowthra to Cole, and while Kai and Nya were expecting the usual Cat vs Dog or this case, Wolf, Meowthra surprisingly really likes Cole and they get along fine.

Lloyd helps Kai give food to Cole once they hear the wolf's tummy growl.

The next morning, Cole wakes up in the living room as human and he does explain what he is. Pleading for the trio of siblings to not say anything, especially after he smelled Hunters and learned they're the ones who hurt Kai. They of course agree to the promise.

This starts the cycle of Cole coming over some nights as a Wolf and staying the night.

Cole is excited to talk to people again after being on the run and being hidden for so long and a nice distraction from worrying about his mother.

Kai finds himself wanting to spend more and more time with Cole until he realizes he's actually falling in love with a werewolf.

Overtime the rest of the friend group also accidentally learn about Cole but agree to keep the secret. Jay especially being really happy to see his childhood friend again and getting an explanation why he disappeared so long ago.

Kai find himself talking a lot about Cole to his siblings and Skylor. Cole does the same to Jay about Kai.

Of course they do confess at some point. Or basically forced to by everyone.

Cole keeps all this a secret from Lou because his father has grown to always have a constant worry of his son and wife being hurt because their Wolf sides. He talks to Lily about everyone though when he thinks she's asleep, but she does hear it all and is happy to hear her son is happy. She doesn't tell Lou until Cole is ready.

Cole is a clingly bf when him and Kai are together, being very touch starved from only having his mom & dad for so long. Kai loves attention, so it works out perfectly.

Cole as a wolf will sometimes just pick up Kai to bring him t lay down with and enjoy cuddles. When human, he loves to come up from behind for a hug.

Kai brought Cole to work one day and Cole fell in love with the food there ofc.

When Cole first ate cake around the others, he was a wolf and they did immediately get scared with mindset of chocolate bad for dogs. Morning came and Cole reassured he was fine and is still okay to eat anything he can as a human, as a wolf.

Cole does still struggle with gaining control of his transformation but that mainly affects to him turning into a wolf every night. Lily can turn into a wolf anytime she wants.

However sometimes Cole finds himself losing to his wolf instincts and needs to hunt or gets hostile.

First time Cole loses himself as a wolf he is hostile, but Kai slowly approaches him, treating it like he would for Lloyd when he has panic attacks, and brings Cole out of it. Mostly succeeding to get close because Cole smells his own scent on Kai.

They all do try and pitch in to find a way to help Lily, and stop the Hunters.

#ninjago #ninjago au #werewolf cole #Lavashipping #kai smith #cole brookstone #long post #nya smith #lloyd garmadon #jay walker #zane julien #skylor chen #pixal borg #This ended up being a lot more than i was thinking of writing down #But hey #I say I love this au #werewolf Cole au

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mochegato · 4 years ago

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Hope on Board

Chapter 26 – A Bird is Never Late

Chapter 1 Chapter 25

“Two sentries at the door, reporting in regularly. As soon as they miss a check in, they’re going to know we’re here,” Red Robin observed quietly.

“Uncanny, can you record their check ins?” Chat asked.

“I can next time they do it and play it back when it is time if I have their radios,” Uncanny confirmed.

“Perfect,” Spoiler grinned.

“Are you in their security?” Snowflake asked.

“Yes. Everything is looped. We can sneak in without them seeing on the cameras. I can’t break into the radios though,” Uncanny reported.

“We’ll just have to try to get them before they are able to send out an alert,” Signal shrugged.

“Have you located Marinette?” Nightwing asked. The anxiety in his voice and tightness in his stance was clear even if everyone present hadn’t had training in observation.

“I haven’t. I don’t think they have her on security camera,” Uncanny shook her head in confusion.

Snowflake tapped Uncanny to let her know it was time to record the sentries, then signaled the rest when Uncanny confirmed she had it.

As soon as they got the signal, the group went into action. Red Robin and Red Hood dropped behind the sentries and knocked them out quickly. They grabbed their radios and passed them off to Uncanny. “Everyone split up in groups of two. Chat, you’re with me. Everyone goes in a different direction. Snowflake and Uncanny, you stay here until we call you. I need Uncanny focusing on security, see if there’s another video system that might have Marinette. Snowflake, I want you with her and available when we face a talon. Anyone finds Marinette, report in immediately,” Batman instructed. “Anyone gets into trouble, report it. Anyone finds a talon, call in Snowflake immediately. Let’s go.”

Everyone looked to one another and gave a determined nod. This was for family, both Marinette and the twins were family. They were not going to allow anything to happen to any of them and they were willing to do whatever they had to do in order to protect them. They paired off and went in separate directions without another word.

Somehow, they were extremely lucky and they seemed to miss all the guards doing their rounds, not that there were many. As Batman had predicted, they hadn’t been expecting anyone to find them so quickly and their guard wasn’t fully up yet. They were able to make it deeply into the building with only having faced a few owls.

After about thirty minutes, Red Hood’s voice finally broke the silence over the coms. “Fuck… Take a look at this Oracle. What do you think is in the capsules?”

“Scanning now,” Oracle reported. It only took a few minutes to come back with an answer. “People, or people shaped figures.”

Red Hood grimaced at the answer. It was exactly what he feared. “Talons?”

“Could be,” Oracle hedged. “There does appear to be a lot of electrum in the bodies. Whatever it is, it can’t be good.”

“There’s hundreds…” Red Hood trailed off aghast at the idea. If they woke these guys up, his team wouldn’t stand a chance. They’d be dead in seconds. Not to mention, even if they saved Marinette and the babies, the Court of Owls didn’t take failure well, they would retaliate. Marinette and the twins would never be safe. “Snowflake, can you make your way to my location? I think it would be a good idea to blast this room before they activate any of these guys.”

“Affirmative. On my way with Uncanny,” she answered quickly.

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Robin opened the door to the next hallway carefully. With the door made of solid metal, there was no way to see if anyone was in the hallway except to actually enter it. He froze when he saw partially concealed movement on the far side of the hallway. His eyes flicked up as a blur of red appeared and disappeared. He studied the scene to try to ascertain if the movement was Marinette or a threat, easing into a fighting stance.

But with his focus entirely on the movement ahead, the missed the thick, wooden plank heading for him from the other side until he heard wood shattering above him. He jumped up into a flip to escape the attack. Unfortunately, the attacker threw the remainder of the plank at him, hitting him mid flip, knocking him off balance, and gouging his skin. He landed in a crouch ready to launch into a counter attack, but paused at finally being able to see the attacker.

“Shit! Robin. Sorry! I keep hurting you guys. But, thank God you’re so short or that first swing would have caught you full in the face.” Her eyes bugged out when she realized she had just insulted him. “I mean…”

“Marinette…” he looked at her amazed for a moment before touching the blood running down his face and examining it in surprise. He shook his head and tapped the com in his ear. “I have her. I have Marinette.”

“How is she?” Nightwing asked in a frantic tone.

“She looks in good health and well trained. I see three owls knocked out on the ground in the hallway behind her.” He raised an eyebrow at her.

“I’m pregnant not incapacitated,” she gave him an insulted look. “I may not be able to run but I can stab someone or swing a bat, or batlike object in this case. In fact, I have more mass behind my swing now.”

“Stab someone?” Robin asked with a raised eyebrow. That was not an answer he would have expected from her.

“They had knives. Now they don’t. I wanted something in case I got taken,” she shrugged. “And I sure as hell wasn’t going to leave them with weapons they could use if they woke up.”

Robin nodded in approval. “Smart. Of course since they were looking for Grayson’s children, you could have always just informed them that yours are not in fact Grayson’s.

Marinette nodded at him, keeping her eyes on the hallway behind them. “I considered that. But it seemed like there were only two likely outcomes to that. First, they believe me and kill me immediately, also killing the babies. Or, second, they decide to make sure and take a blood sample before they’re born and confirm that they are in fact Dick’s. So all that would have bought me was death or endangering the babies, because I don’t believe they would have been all that careful in taking the blood.”

Robin stared at her analytically for a few seconds as if seeing her for the first time. “Less talking more moving,” Batman instructed gruffly over the coms. “Snowflake, if you could make your way to my location, Chat and I could use your help, immediately.”

“I’m making my way to you, Robin,” Nightwing reported.

“Let’s get you out of here before you go into labor,” Robin told her. “I’m not delivering any babies.”

“What? Not looking forward to an upfront introduction to reproductive organs?” Red Robin laughed.

“I have had an extensive education on reproduction. I’m just not looking forward to seeing my… I’m just not looking to put my education into action.” Robin corrected quickly.

“Stay behind me,” Robin directed Marinette already moving back into the hallway he came from. Marinette nodded and rushed to catch up, keeping an eye behind them, knowing Robin couldn’t.

They reached a corner and Robin motioned for her to stop. She pushed herself against the wall behind him as he listened for signs of movement in the other corridor. He motioned to her that he heard two people coming and to stay back. She nodded in understanding and tried to press even further into the wall as though there was any way to hide with her belly bulging as far out as it was.

The two figures passed their hallway, barely glancing in their direction before doing a double take, clearly not having expected to see anyone there. Robin took advantage of their momentary hesitation, attacking both at the same time. He sent a flying kick to the first owl, sending him into the wall. He quickly pivoted to the second owl. He sent a series of jabs to his side. The owl bent over in pain. Robin roundhouse kicked him in the face, sending him into the wall. The first owl tried to sneak up on him but Robin ducked at the last second. He spun quickly knocking his legs out from under him.

Marinette watched in awe for a few seconds. Robin was a whirlwind of punches and kicks. Fast and effective. She turned to check behind them while he punched the second owl and let out a surprised gasp. Three more had snuck up on them while Robin had been fighting. The third owl grabbed her, holding her by the neck while the other two moved to attack Robin. Marinette stopped struggling against him. She wasn’t going to win a battle of strength or speed right now. But she didn’t need strength. She had steel.

She slipped one of the knives she’d taken from the owls earlier and stabbed behind her catching the owl in the side. He immediately let go falling as he grabbed his side, gasping for wet sounding breaths. Marinette kicked him in the face and turned back to the other two owls who hadn’t noticed she was free yet. She pulled the next two knives out of her boots. The fourth owl was about to strike Robin. Marinette threw the knife hitting him in the head with the hilt of the knife. The owl held his head and spun toward her.

She gave him a strained smile. “Need to work on that,” she offered weakly.

The owl shook his head and moved toward her while the fifth owl attacked Robin. Robin got into a fighting stance, eyes darting to the owl moving toward Marinette. He snapped his eyes back to the owl advancing on him. Marinette groaned and curled over grabbing her stomach. “You have got to be kidding!” she groaned breathing heavily.

“Oh, come on!” Robin exclaimed almost losing his focus on the owl in front of him.

The owl moving toward her grinned and reached for her. When he was next to her, closer than an arm’s length away, Marinette shot up, driving the knife into the owl. The owl gasped, looking at her confused. Marinette punched his face, sending him sideways. Robin, having already dispatched his owl, followed her punch with a kick, knocking him out.

“Are you okay? Was that a contraction?” A look of fear that hadn’t been there while fighting the owls, had now settled on his face.

“No, thankfully. Hopefully I didn’t tempt fate though.” She grimaced at the thought. Their doctor actually thought it was extremely likely she would deliver any time now and this was not where she wanted to go into labor.

“Oh thank God!” He let out a relieved sigh. “So you used your precarious situation to feign weakness?”

“Yes… I wanted him to lower his guard,” she said like it was obvious.

Robin stared at her for a few seconds again before nodding in approval. “Adequate.” They both spun in the other direction when a figure ran into the hallway.

“Marinette!” Nightwing yelled running to her. He ran up and hugged her tightly before pulling away just enough to check her for injuries. “Are you okay? How are the babies? Are you sure that wasn’t a contraction? The doctor said five weeks early wasn’t unlikely.”

Marinette stood stock straight. “Um… fine. I’m fine. Uh… Nightwing, right?” she asked awkwardly.

Dick immediately backed away. “Yes. Nightwing. That’s me. Right.” He forgot he hadn’t told her yet because Jason had called it from the beginning, he was a fucking dumbass. His eyes caught on a large patch of red on her sweater. “You’re bleeding!” He moved closer again to examine her.

Marinette gave him a confused look and examined her sweater for what he was seeing. Finally she saw the blood. “Oh, that’s not mine.” She gave him a sheepish look. “There’s a few people that could belong to and none of them are me or Robin.”

Nightwing blinked at her a few times, unsure how to respond to that. “Less talking, more moving,” Batman reminded him over the coms.

“Right. Let’s get going.” He took her hand and gently pulled her behind him as he moved. Robin naturally fell into position behind her, watching their rear.

They seem to have had luck on their side once more. They made it to the lobby of the building with only a few more owls finding them, but that is where their luck ran out. They could see the exit doors when a talon stepped in their way, standing between them and the doors. Other owls entered the room, surrounding them. The three took in the scene apprehensively. “I estimate fifty owls and a talon,” Robin said conversationally, informing the rest of their team what was happening.

“Odd to only have one talon on call,” Nightwing agreed with a forced casualness.

“I’ve already taken care of one,” Batman rasped into the coms.

“Robin, you’re on protection duty,” Nightwing said quietly enough that only he and Marinette could hear.

“Of course,” Damian scoffed.

“We’re coming. Black Bat and I should be there in a few minutes,” Red Robin reported.

“We cannot let you take the Gray Son,” the talon spoke gravely.

“The Gray Son?” Nightwing asked, face scrunching in confusion.

“The prophesied one. Her child will be the perfect talon. He is the true heir,” the talon continued. Robin stiffened at his words, his stern expression tightening further. “The Gray Son of Gotham.”

Nightwing narrowed his eyes at the talon. They were after his children? They were going to try to turn his children into one of them? How dare they? Maybe the children should take Marinette’s last name. There is the slightest possibility that might deter them. He mentally shook his head. That was unlikely and there was something else strange about the situation. “The Court usually waits to take children until they’re older. Why take these before they were born?”

“The recent failure forced us to ramp up our plan. The Court decided to start training the Gray Son in our ways as soon as he was born, to bring him to his destiny as early as possible,” the talon explained calmly, tightening his grip on his knives and subtly assessing the group.

“And what about the Gray Daughter?” Nightwing asked with a hostile edge in his voice, taking note of the number of weapons the talon appeared to have. Likely he had more, but the ones on display would give him an insight into what else he might have. He also took in how the other owls acted, their stances, their sense of hierarchy, their weapons.

“Of no consequence. We likely would have killed her along with her mother. You may keep them if that satisfies you,” the talon offered with a flippant tone.

“Sexist assholes,” Spoiler muttered over the coms.

Nightwing hummed in consideration, discretely looking around the room as he did. “I think we’ll leave with all three.”

“Then you’ll leave with none!” The talon launched at Nightwing. Robin pulled Marinette out of the way as Nightwing leapt toward him to block his way to Marinette.

Marinette tried to watch Nightwing fight the talon but couldn’t focus on him. Robin was pulling and pushing her around so she was out of the way of punches and kicks that might have connected with her. Luckily or not, they were aided by the deference the owls showed to the talon, giving him wide berth to attack and kill Nightwing. That left the space behind Robin and Marinette open, but it also meant that every time the owls pushed them back, it pushed Marinette closer to the talon.

Robin and Marinette kept an eye behind them. Marinette stayed as close to Robin as she could without infringing on his fighting too much. She had to stay away from the owls so they couldn’t grab her and take her to a different stronghold. She grabbed one owl’s arm when he tried to pull her, twisting to trap his arm and ramming her elbow into it with enough force to break his arm. The owl recoiled and Robin finished her attack. Unfortunately, that left her other side open, an opening that the other owls didn’t hesitate to take. Marinette screamed when the owl took her, alerting Robin to the new threat.

However, the scream also attracted Nightwing’s attention, distracting him from his fight with the talon. The talon launched at him, ripping into his skin with his claws. Nightwing let out a muffled cry, but pushed down the pain. He didn’t have time for pain right now. He had to protect Marinette. The talon would take advantage of any distraction, as he already had. He had to focus entirely on taking down the talon and trust his team to protect Marinette and his twins.

Marinette struggled against the owl that was pulling her away, but Robin just smirked at him and punched the owl next to him without looking. Marinette furrowed her brow in confusion until she felt the arms around her loosen and heard the owl fall to the ground. She turned to see Red Robin pick up the owl and throw him at the other owls.

“You’re late,” Robin snarked, turning back to fight more owls.

“A Red Robin is never late. He always arrives precisely when he means to,” Red Robin answered lightly.

“Nerd,” Stephanie scoffed into the coms.

“Well, he should have meant to arrive a while ago,” Robin growled.

“Eh. You were holding your own. And Marinette’s been covering for your mistakes. You were fine,” Red Robin answered with a smirk as he hit several owls in one swing of his Bo staff.

“Besides,” Spoiler added, flying over the heads of a few more owls to land on the other side of Robin. “This isn’t the only part of the building with owls.” She punctuated her comment with a few well-placed kicks and swipes with her Bo staff.

There was quite a bit of jostling, but Marinette had mostly been isolated from the attacks. The few owls that made it through the line were off balance, just barely making it through and making them an easy target. It was easy enough for Marinette to punch or kick them hard enough to make them fall and vulnerable to one of the other heroes.

Signal worked from the side of the room to take down more owls, moving quickly and efficiently from one to the next and back again, using each as leverage to push harder against the other, adding power to his hits with his Eskrima sticks. Black Bat arrived in the room from another direction and made quick work of taking down the owls in front of her.

Marinette looked up when she heard a yell from Signal to ice the room. She did a double take seeing Snowflake blow into the room, making it freezing. She gaped at the sight. What was Snowflake doing in Gotham? Her eyes caught back on the fight between Nightwing and the talon. It seemed like the frost was affecting them both. She quickly glanced around the room and noticed the movements from the rest of the room slowing down slightly as well. Reaction times reducing little by little, but it especially seemed to have an impact on the talon. His entire fighting style changed. He was more guarded now, more protected, more afraid of getting hurt, giving Nightwing an advantage.

Marinette jumped when a body landed next to her. She had been so distracted by Nightwing’s fight, she hadn’t even seen him approach. She lunged to punch him, but the figure twisted along her arm. “My Lady!” He exclaimed loudly, holding up his arms in a placating manner.

“Chat!” Marinette gave a relieved cry and pulled him down into a quick hug. She pulled back to notice he was wearing his ice form, which made sense if he was the one to bring in Snowflake. He had anticipated the change.

“You’re here! And you brought friends.” She grinned at him, pulling her back into a hug.

“Could have been a lot more too if someone hadn’t hid the glasses.” He gave her a playfully scornful look that quickly turned into an analytical one. “You seem a bit less affected by the cold than I would have anticipated, Bug.”

She gave a devious look. “Wayne Enterprises tech fabric. Can’t even feel the cold except on my face, honestly. Plus,” she added innocently, “it’s impervious to fire. That seemed valuable in Gotham. Wouldn’t save me from the blast force from the explosion but would save me from any fires created… like if a cult’s building got blown up.” She gave him a serious look. “Not that I’m suggesting you cataclysm an entire building, of course.”

“Of course,” he gave her a conspiratorial grin.

“Plagg on the other hand…” she trailed off, letting him finish the sentence himself.

Chat nodded in understanding and looked around them, calculatingly. “Okay, this party has been fun, but honestly, not my scene. Ready to take our leave?” He looked at her again, focusing on her stomach. “This is going to be a bit more awkward than it used to be but… need a ride?” he grinned at her opening his arms.

Marinette smiled and let him pick her up. He was right. It was a lot more difficult than it used to be due to her belly bur they made it work. She could hold on if it meant the difference between her babies living and dying. She held onto his shoulders while he extended his baton taking them in a high arc, well above the owls, to the doors.

The talon growled and pulled out darts that could incapacitate them. Before he could use them Nightwing twisted in front of him, slamming an Eskrima stick into his hand hard enough to break it followed by his other Eskrima stick hitting him in the face. The talon hid his groan of pain and launched at him again with his good hand and his arm. His hand may be useless right now, but the rest of him could fight. He swung at Nightwing in a series of calculated punches that forced him back closer to the crowd of owls. Nightwing caught a glimpse of Marinette and Chat making it through the door and felt a new surge of strength. He looked back at the talon and launched into a volley of kicks and hits with the Eskrima sticks.

He pushed the talon back until he was on his knees, hitting him one final time to knock him out. He turned back toward the front doors and took off running to find Marinette. With the talon taken care of, there were only a few more owls standing and his family could handle them. He could trust his team. He had to focus on his family. But, with his focus on Marinette, he missed the talon sit up and aim a knife at him with his good hand.

A flash of light bathed the room in red for a moment. The talon seemed to be frozen for a moment until he moved in slow motion looking down at his chest and back up again just in time to see Nightwing run through the doors. His strength left him a second later, as he collapsed on the floor, unable to regenerate.

Uncanny Valley watched impassively as he fell. Batman looked at her in shock. She looked back with a questioning look. “He was like the others wasn’t he? Like the ones in the capsules I destroyed? He wasn’t human. He doesn’t have blood. He was designed to destroy.”

Snowflake came up next to her and patted her on the shoulder as Signal knocked out the last owl standing. “You did good,” she whispered to Uncanny. She looked back at the bats. “Do you need us for anything else? I think I should get Uncanny back to her mom. I think she’ll need to talk.”

Batman stepped forward with a kind smile. “I think we can handle it from here. Thank you for your help. I don’t know if we would have been able to do it without you.”

Uncanny gave him a bright smile. “You’re welcome.” Snowflake nodded to them and guided Uncanny out the door with her.

“What did she mean he was like the others,” Red Robin wondered still watching the door they left through.

“She meant the room of talons waiting to be activated. I had Elsa freeze the room and Uncanny destroy each of the caskets and the talons inside with her beam thing,” Jason answered. “I confirmed the things inside won’t ever come back no matter how much electrum they give them.”

They all snapped to attention when Chat walked back through the doors. “Where is Marinette? Are she and the babies safe?” Spoiler asked.

“Of course they’re safe, idiot. Chat wouldn’t have left her unless she was safe and Nightwing had her,” Damian scoffed.

Chat gave a quick nod of agreement. “Like the little man said. She’s safe and with Nightwing.” He looked around with a practiced nonchalance. “So… how do bats feel about demolition with a single touch?” He asked waggling his eyebrows.

Chapter 27

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Title: I Get Tim a Cat Because It’s What He Deserves (oh and i guess a group chat 🙄)

a batfam/wayne family groupchat would literally never happen in canon but it would be so fucking funny you all don’t even know, so i will do it anyways.

the chat just kinda... starts. no one know where it came from. who added them. who??? none of their emotionally stunted asses would be caught dead making making a family chat tf? why can’t any of them leave? they smash their phones and then on their laptop a notification pops up like “you’ve joined ‘x’ group” and they’re stuck there. might as well use it ig, but for what???

“everyone who is alive type ‘i’” no one responds so bruce spends hours trying to find out where their bodies are until he finds out everyone just had the chat on mute

“why isn’t alfred on here” “huh. alfred isn’t on here and no one knows who made the chat?” “so whoever made it just left immediately?” “...” “lol anyways”

tim was trying to send a snap to the core four gc but accidentally sent it to the family chat and gets super embarrassed (of course this happens when everyone’s online why wouldn’t they if it makes tim’s life more difficult) and everyone makes fun of him. duke printed out copies and plastered them all over tim’s apartment while tim was out for something and tim nearly murders duke. after that no one puts the chat on mute because this was too funny.

no one actually, like, texts on a regular basis because they’re not like other families 🙄 they only text if it’s really important or someone’s dying.

that’s being said, “dick where is dog” “send doggy” “dog?” “send doggy” “dick when did you get a dog?” “SEND DOGGY” “i demand you send the dog this instant” “dog now.”

damian breaks into dick’s apartment to take a selfie with him and haley (or bitewing, haley is just shorter to type) captioned “she is mine this is a warning to all of you. i will not hesitate if any of you low lives come near her.” and dick is like “??? this is my dog i can’t have anything these days, siblings take everything, man—” oh ya, everyone reacts to the haley photo with a heart. also dick only lets this shit slide with damian, if jason the problem child pulled this shit it would be on sight lmfaooo

- tim: the dog is cute but, but in photography i learned you have to crop out everything unimportant, like this *crops out damian from the photo*

- in other news, tim joined the dead bats club and now only bruce and duke are left 😃🔪

bruce: check in if you are alive. *everyone’s status is online*

u don’t know about y’all, but my bruce wayne is a responsible father who keeps an eye on his kids, or at least does his best, “has anyone seen duke? he has school and i can’t find him” “i will find him... if you give me $50.” “i will give you the money jason just tell me where he is” jason sends a photo of himself and duke laying down on the floor eating pop tarts.

-“literally why do you all keep coming into my apartment” “our apartment, dick” “i pay for this apartment it’s mine, i keep living in blüdhaven for a reason, god, siblings always steal everything that’s your’s—” it’s ok guys dick simultaneously has eldest daughter’s syndrome and absent sibling syndrome, who is doing it like him? legend behavior. anyways, duke and jason left crumbs on the floor and dick beat them up lmao.

“can i have money” “dad” (theyre sent by same person just different text) “yes cass i will sent you as much as you need, $2,000 is enough for shipping with friends?” “dad can i have money too” “dad can i too” “may i have some too dad” “dad” “dad” fhdjdjsks they only call him dad when they’re dying, want something, or are tattling on each other, someone save him 😩

“@everyone the interviewer in the last segment asked me if we have a family chat and i have a feeling they will try to pry into my texts to see what we are texting, please actually send something so they don’t get even more nosy from our lack of communicating” *someone sends the bee movie script*

ok but like, as time goes on they get more comfy texting each other and acting like a normal(ish) family unit that texts a little more. like tattling.

“someone broke the vase in the hallway and if they don’t want me to tell pennyworth who did it they will buy alfred the cat a new scratching post by nightfall” damian is so funny i love him

“HELPPVHRNXKAK” “what’s up with jason?” “cass is sitting on him” “lol” “i think she’s gonna break his arm fhdjdksk” “ANDBSJ I HAT E YO U A LL” “when did you all come to the manor???”

“😂” bruce vs “lol” dick and cass vs “agdhsjak” tim and duke vs “hA” jason vs “i don’t find any of you funny” damian

“damian i am putting your lemon cake pop thingies in the last bottom shelf on the right, i put the code and everything in the safe” “how often does damian even come to your apartment, dick?” “whenever you’re being an asshole bruce” “he’s always an asshole dickhead 🙄” “exactly 🥰”

“dad guess what” “TIM NOOO” “remember when” “TIM TIM TIM” “you told duke to take the day shift” “I WILL NEVER POST YOUR SNAP PHOTOS TO A GROUPCHAT WITH THE ENTIRE SUPERHERO COMMUNITY AGAIN!!!” “and he agreed to if he did his school work first?” “MERCY, MERCY” “what did he do, tim” “fjdjxkskkz duke goes on school zoom meetings during patrol and pretends he doesn’t have a mic and camera and i was watching his helmet footage and it was so funny, the teachers just believe him when he pretends to have really bad network and can barely type in the chat” “my teachers never trusted me that much” “that’s because you made a kid cry once jason stfu” “wait how did u know that cass—“

“AHDBSNZKAJHF” “stfu duke” “what’s wrong with him where is he?” “cain came to visit” “ohhhh” “FHDJFJDJ HELLPPPXSND” “i know you’re taking a video, you little shit, send it” “no todd come here and take one yourself—or don’t, your presence is unwanted” “fucking brat”

“DAD DICK HIT ME” “DAD JASON’S LYING” *bruce wayne online* (he doesn’t fucking respond fhsjskla) (is it because he’s exasperated with them or crying because they called him dad even though it’s a manipulation tactic or both we’ll never know)

“everyone who is alive, type in chat” *everyone is online* then bruce edits the message to say ‘everyone who wants alfred’s cinnamon rolls, type in chat’ “i guess NO ONE wants alfred’s cinnamon rolls, how sad” and the entire chat goes wild lmfao

ok uhhh let’s do on a scale of 1-10 texts most vs is online the most

bruce: 6-texting, 5.9-online because he always makes an effort to text his kids to check up on them and when his kids are texting he will text as well here and there in the convo to interact with them because he never sees and interacts with them normally and he wants to do better 🥲. he get’s minus 0.1 because of that one time jason and dick were fighting and he logged off agdhsjnz

dick: 3-texting, 3.5-online because he’s the only one in this hellhole of a family that has an actual job (in this house we uphold gymnastics teacher grayson 🙏) and sometimes he won’t have energy to text. so. but he does make an effort when he can. he’s online more than he texts because he’s able to sneak looks at the fights when he has downtime during his job and wants to see the drama lmfaooo. also everything goes on in his fucking apartment for some reason, so now he gotta break up a (one sided) fight between cass and tim because someone has to be a responsible adult.

cass: 2-texting, 10-online because she watches more than she texts? she’s more content to watch what’s going on than to join in. also 8/10 she’s usually the one causing the drama that everyone’s texting about, like beating up the others, so she can’t text while beating them up. i mean she could, but she wants to put more energy in beating them up (lovingly) (cass is basically violence (loving)) and watching what everyone’s saying about her fights. she’s always online to catch a glimpse at the drama. also most of her texts are to dick to see bitewing. and ask for money.

jason: texting-8, online-4 because if cass is the one causing drama offline, jason’s causing drama online. jason wants to be chat cryptic but texts the most lmfaoooo. he’s antagonizing his siblings whenever he sees them and whenever he can’t, king shit. he’s online less because he deadass doesn’t care that much, he’ll read the texts later if he really wants to, otherwise either duke or tim will fill him in on the drama. (“jason ur in the chat too—“ “shut up, tim, now tell me how cass beat damian’s ass)

tim: texting-6.44444, online-10, see tim texts a lot just not to the family group chat lmfao, he has REAL FRIENDS 😤 uhh ya, that’s why he’s online all the time, cuz he’s either texting his friends or on his phone doing some shit. broke: tim stays up late working on cases, woke: tim stays up late texting his friends and playing video games over chat. tim just. interacts with his family, gets bullied by them, ya. that’s the life. also he and duke keep throwing hands because it’s the family curse to beat up tim and in this essay i will discuss how dick is the superior sibling because he never tried to kill tim—wait he probably pushed him down the stairs once nvm but it was totally justified, king

duke: texting-4, online-4 because he has, like, school. and daytime patrol. and is like a junior in high school and therefore has a fuck ton of homework. my boy has no time for family and he doesn’t want it because they’re annoying, obviously 🙄. if he wants drama he’ll go into damian’s room and get the drama. diy icon. he’s online as much as he texts but is so fast of a reader he’ll know the drama in time for the next episode of wayne family shit. most of his time online is picking fights with tim and roasting his siblings to a crisp. he’s so mean, guys, legend has it that one time duke told jason that his helmet looked like a shriveled up dildo and that it could never be the gay statement he wanted it to be jason went offline for that entire day in order to cry himself to sleep. at least he got sleep (allegedly) ayyy duke the problem solver.

damian: texting-1.5, online 2 because the only time he’s texting is to ask dick for photos of bitewing and to send photos of his pets back as proper payment. a negotiator ugghhh father like son. damian honestly doesn’t care about the drama he just wants to sketch bitewing (using the photos dick sent as reference) into the Family Portrait Sketch™️ of the rest of the Animal Family™️. it is an honor for damian to create such a piece, picasso the women hater quakes in his grave as such art that blows his dog shit “art” FAR out of the water is developing. anyways, he goes online for that and to throw random barbs at his siblings. like no one is online and damian just throws a “drake is stupid” in chat and just dips. he’s online more to text the other teen titans and jon because they’re better than his dumbass family (and he texts grayson on messenger so fhdjdjsks) true chat cryptic, jason envies him

alfred: 0-texting, 10-online. huh who said that

“duke take down the tik toks, tim is crying”

“who has my sweatshirt??? i will kill you all” “i have it jason” “nvm cass that’s your sweatshirt now i’m sorry for being presumptuous don’t aTTACK ME” fhdjdjsks

“guys i have the day off do you want to hear when delilah said to jonathon it’s so funny” “are those the kids in your gymnastics class?” “ya” “tell us everything”

the bats just... love hearing drama about those kids because they’re so dramatic. apparently alex threw a rubber ball at maya and she tackled them. wild.

time for a round of: WHO SAID IT?!?!

“how do i make my text bold like the rest of you?” —bruce, dick, cass, and jason at some point.

“how do i change my screen name? please change it back to before” -cass when tim changed her name to “hal jordon #1 stan” (“what is a stan” —bruce), (“i don’t like it either change it back” —bruce after finding out what a stan is)

“what the fuck is a pog” —jason

“fucking ‘tik tok’. we used to use vine when i was a teen. i was a front line soldier of great disasters” —dick on one hand lmfao dick is so old but on the other hand holy shit you used vine??? tell us more about the battles fought

“what is a dilf?” —bruce after scrolling through twitter

ok that’s all, my brain is gone.

“cass dick is turning purple get off him” “no. make him give me my scarf back.” “oh dad that’s terrible can you send a video as evidence?”

“GUYS I FOUND A CAT AND IT SCRATCHED ME AND IM GOING TO THE HOSPITAL BUT GUYS!!! CAT!!!” “drake send a photo of the cat immediately” lmfao bruce zooms to the hospital after that text

“GUYS THE CAT HAS AN OWNER I CANT KEEP THE CAT 🥲” “the one time you could prove to be of use and you fail, drake.” “wow tim, find a cat to steal without an owner next time” “timmy, timmy, timmy, i can’t believe you’ve messed up in finding a cat again” “again?” “again?” “again?” “when i adopt a cat i’m not showing any of you, i hate you all” (lmao hard version of guess who is who i’ll give you a hint dick cass and bruce are the confused ones. )ok it’s not hard anymore.

“dad please get me a cat 😳🐱 haha jk 🤣😩 unless 👀😏😃🙏🥰” anyways tim named the cat starry because of her fur-hair-thingy

“they just so you all know steph just crashed in my apartment and i have work in the morning” “i will pick her up in the morning” “you mean tim will, you don’t have a license, cass. anyways”

“dick do you need help moving?” “no, bruce, i think i can handle it, donna and wally are helping me anyways, but thank you” “mOVING???” “OUT OF YOUR APARTMENT???” “DICK THAT SAME APARTMENT ON 666 HELLHOLE AVENUE???” “...ya?” “NOOOOO” anyways they all break into dick’s new apartment when he moves in, walk around it, and then leave. they just... ya... damn, these bats...

anyways that’s all. see ya.

#dbsjxjjs the batkids just have an attachment to dick’s apartment #the batkids: sir thats my emotional support apartment you can’t just move #fuck you all damian is very well versed in internet culture he just chooses to not use it #dick was around in the time of VINE. YALL.#the fact that dick is the only one with like a normal job fjsjsks #he’s the only one that does his taxes too besides bruce #bruce trying his best and that’s all i will accept. i love him.#jason: wannabe cryptic vs damian: cryptic king.#cass just. beats up her brothers because she can. she deserves it too.#tim deserves nice things so i gave him a cat.#duke is so funny i love him.#he’s like “time to fuck up tim’s life again heheheh”#duke is literally 16? a teen? he’s mean by default thats it #dc comics #batfam #bruce wayne #dick grayson #cassandra cain #jason todd #tim drake #duke thomas #damian wayne #featuring those damn gymnastics kids 😩#mine

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marthashlyn · 3 years ago

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Living with the insane, but I cared. (Gaslight Olympics vs Demons in person vs Me.) When you're the only one who can really SEE.

I've graduated from The University of Central Florida, May 2019. I moved back home from college. Things got weirder. In life there is always drama. Before I moved back, I use to get crazy vivid dreams of events happening in my home church and groups of people who would gather while I am not present. I'd ask questions to the source of the drama while everything else was still at the back of my mind, because it was deep, clearly, and I needed to fully understand. I would always get dreams of my home church while I was away actually. I was also changing and growing spiritually and I had no idea. Bonding with The Holy Spirit indirectly. Dreams, signs, strange feelings, even more.

I began to journal that year. Write stuff down. I would dream of groups of people visiting me, speaking with me, including my own "Godmother" and her husband. My godmother is my 3rd sister with my parents together. One night, while I was asleep, I heard my Godmother's voice talking and reading. Joking around too for what ever reason. Because I heard her reading, I tried to force myself to wake up. My eyes opened just a crack, but my entire body was still asleep. I couldn't speak or move. After I opened my eyes, I quickly looked around the room. My Godmother to my right reading my journal, which was everything I've been summing up since I've been back including past events which have happened where it felt as if I was in the room; and her husband who was to the left of the bed telling her to hurry and leave the room. He was shook (flabbergasted/surprised). I was recorded in my sleep plenty of times. Those videos were in some family group chat. I've never seen them. They would also question me in my sleep too. Once the police even questioned me in my sleep. I guess someone tried to frame me for a murder or something and of course it involved voodoo, and an ex at the time, who wasn't an ex yet. I'm the type of person to never be involved in things like that, so that was crazy. While upstairs, asleep sometimes, I would overhear my Godmother speaking with a person of authority, probably FBI, a few times. This same woman would try to convince my parents to do crazy things like take my car away for what ever reason never discussed with me. This one suddenly started having three faces.

SN: One morning before the couple went to church, I was asleep having a whole conversation on character or something. I turned over to the left after the conversation, while they were getting ready and woke up and said, "Good morning!" They were shook asf! Pretending like the entire conversation before didn't happen. I was shook too! Lol. But, I didn't remember the conversation fully. That was just crazy & we've never spoken about that. 🥴

Around July that year, my father got sick. Appendicitis. It healed naturally, and he was fine, thank God. I moved out after for many reasons. I didn't want to get comfortable either. I've barely unpacked then. As a recent college grad, I wanted to quickly move out and live on my own. No one wants to live with their parents. Ew. I started noticing more things.

Keep in mind, I was changing. Growing stronger, I guess. While I was asleep, my phone apparently was gone through and my journal. My parents barely speak English. They've already had several issues they would always think about and not discuss with me. I'm usually around and they would spill. We'd chit chat a little. I'm always off doing my own thing. An idea like this, WOULD NOT be their idea. Ideas given by the rapist associate pastor, whom God DID NOT CALL, and a few others were done or tested. Crazy questions were asked early as hell in the morning, to a few people in Orlando, who didn't even know about my personal life like that or my growing spiritual life. No one contacted me to even discuss that. I had no idea. I had a dream of one young lady in particular saying "They said what?! Oh no. Let me block them right now.." (A.D.)

& I guess a whole slew of them blocked my number. That means if I was dead in a ditch somewhere, I'd be on my own. That was noted. Among many other things.. & I've realized that fully December 2021.I had no idea I was blocked.

Come August 30th though, I broke up with my boyfriend at the time after having a dream, which turned out to be a message. I was already contemplating several things at the time. The dream was a burning family picture. His family. His mother's face was the last to be burned completely. I figured, "Okay this means, this could be you! Get tf up! Trust your feelings and go!"

While I sept, I've had many late night visitors. Lekol, legliz, lakay, and few I've crossed paths with. The Holy Spirit was also with me. During each visit, church family assumed I was dead. Family as well. Others took it as an opportunity to pray. During some visits, I've seen myself astrally projected in the room, offering people water, going for air outside. It took me out because I was hospitable in my sleep walking amongst them, the visitors in my home 😂. I caught on to the visits and posted a set of boundaries. I've caught on to several visits, but when I'd awaken, I would ask if a certain person was just in the room or the home, and my parents always tried to convince me that I was dreaming. Thinking I would never catch on.

By September, my cousin passed. I called him my uncle because he was older. Very cool guy. Normal & bionic, like the rest of our family. May he rest in peace & fly freely protecting me & his own. I can't wait to see him soon.. . ❤️

Come November, that was the FIRST communion I've had since 2018. When the year started, I kept trying my best to take communion for some reason. Then "Autopilot utilization." Forget the automatic wench stuff that happened right after. There were extra guests among us, and I asked if they were present. One person answered on some bull gaslight. The day after, The Holy Spirit started talking to me directly letting me know things.

Any time The Holy Spirit revealed something to me, I would let it marinate and ask questions. Each time, I was always gaslighted.

There were a few more supernatural events happening to me after then too. Texting a group chat & 3 people while on autopilot. I even had a seat, an assigned seat. I was to sit there every time church was going on.

There was a bomb threat at my church that December, right before the sermon. First time in history. There was some drama too before then about prayer. My Pastor, whom God clearly chose for this place clearly seen the people just needed more prayer. Understanding too, but prayer nonetheless. I guess the people didn’t like that. Some poorly written letter, boofalay. It was clear something spiritual was going on. I asked a few people to pray for our situation. The year started with Bull. It ended with Bull. - 2019

Then came the baker act saga, for no reason. Bull nonetheless. Late night visits were also still happening. Hence, "The sleeping crusades."

2020 was already crazy. The news, the SDA conference, the purge in Broward basically, people anointing their homes, me going robo cop super spirit angel once, parts of the country knowing certain things, starting with Broward. Spiritual mindless living zombies. Mario Kart. Hologram Jesus, no hologram. Aliens. A whole SLEW of crazy stuff. Broward knew everything. I was asleep most of the time though.

🗣 I want to see the damn footage! Every single one.

I’ve been baker acted 3 times in the past. Twice in 2020. Once in 2021. People didn't understand basic human emotion. Apparently I also have money to blow. Those bills = Bullshit. They are not getting a penny out of me. I did not ask to be there.

This baker act morning, I heard Jesus for the first time. I didn't think I was cool enough to hear him & we're supposed to have a journey with him first, before we baptize. That was crazy. I was baptized at the age of 12. There were people crying downstairs outside. I heard my pastor & boyfriend at the time out there too. I didn't see or feel them though. At one point I couldn't see people, but I could see. That’s another story for another day.

Spring - April or May 2020: The first time, the police were called because my neighbors feared for my safety. People kept coming over to my house to pray for me. I was fine with that. For this one in particular, I was trying to sleep. The last encounter led to me expressing my rage and anger after asking them to leave my room multiple times as they were singing loudly and terribly, all while, I was trying to sleep. By then, my parents were comfortable with the telepathics. I told them, "No one is to be in my room, for I am sleeping." My mom said, "Okay." My father also heard, and I believe they let them know. The little death deacon, walked right past him and headed straight for my room. He was with the deacon I've discovered who was beating his wife and his own wife. I don't even like this little death deacon right here. I was always gracious. The whole event was BULL & I remember every single thing I will not type. During the first trip there, I kept repeating multiple times that I refused to be serviced by them, the hospital. The police even said, the hospital was to let me go, because it wasn't my fault. There was a disturbance. That was all I heard. I was already mad. The telepathics was also happening. I said something too, to prove he could hear me, but the whole thing felt like some demonstration. I don't know why. I let him know not to touch me any kind of way, I had on no undergarments. I barely expressed what was going on because I was already mad, nobody asked me any questions. While there, I refused any tests. Then on a whim, I did the blood test. There were two ladies. One I recognized from an old doctors office from my childhood. She was a nurse then, I think. The evil little woman there though, must have thought she was a psychologist or something. I also overheard, "her father keeps trying to kill her. Keep her.” I just wanted to know how she knew that. The both of them were waiting for me to yell and scream, grab my things and leave. I'm not used to that. I already didn't belong there. I kept asking politely for my things so I could leave. I think I also explaied the situation. If I knew I could have asked to be taken to my aunt’s house instead of FMC, I would have said that. Stuff was already just happening to me all the time. I'm never heard. They went through my bag, the little lady heard the telepathics asking me to come to the desk from the little room, I even had a little sermon on how everyone is terrible. I kept saying my full name & my position as my family and community's matriarch and how I did not belong there. Three times. Sitting in the filthy room, a group of people came in. It's like they were waiting for me to attack them or something, then the nurse said to me how he was going to give me a shot in my arm so I could sleep, but he didn't do anything. There was also someone in the room I requested NOT be in the room for some reason, he felt weird, like a predator. Of course, I wasn't heard. Next thing I know, the group of people put their hands on me & my pants were pulled down and the nurse acted like he was going to give me a shot in my butt or something. While I overheard one of the security women say "her butt is cute." That left me feeling violated, and I expressed that & it didn't make sense, because I wasn’t even given the shot or resisting. I also mentioned before all of that how I didn’t have on any undergarments. I didn't need it anyway. Ultimately I ended up wasting my time there because I didn’t belong there in the first place. In the room next to me there was a criminal, a rapist. While upstairs, at night, a group of men would try to sneak into my room. The techs would block the room. I already DID NOT BELONG. It was clear they just wanted people, wanted money that I did not have, and they were use to doing something corrupt there. AND THEY HAVE CAMERAS. I already knew they would try to delete footage.

There was another incident. I was never a slave. I never just had to stay inside my home all day everyday. I had a life growing up. Sometimes my father would turn into a mindless robot blinded by his pride, during the warfare. (I will share in another post. I doubt it). By the first time, The Holy Spirit, had me go to the church frequently. Most of the time it was communion. Quality time, revelations, and other things, holy love connection once. I ran into someone. By this time it was the 2nd time, out loud & in my presence. I don't know what happens behind my back with him.

Incident: It was a regular day. I was going for a walk. Bull as soon as I touched the door knob. I went outside anyway. I needed some sun. I usually feel better after I spend time in nature. I know myself. I know what I like and what I need. I already knew I didn't know everything. I was figuring things out one day at time pertaining to what was going on. That was the first time I tried to go for walk too. Suddenly, I was yelled at not to go outside for some reason. Morney wasn't home instantly. I made it down stairs by the court yard. My parents followed me, then my dad went mindless. Emotionless robot with a blank stare. It's like he wanted to kill me with a straight face. My mom did some autobot stand in the middle stuff, while holding my arm. Keeping him away all mindless. I yelled "Y'all look stupid as hell!" I just wanted to go for a walk. Police were called. He approached us, and my dad suddenly acted normal. The officer clearly could tell my parents were bothersome to me. It was already covid. They were driving me crazy. Next thing I know, my cousin showed up acting sane & responsible, trying to understand what she doesn't even know. She just started showing up places it was weird. The girl is already evil and plays mind games like one of the men. I ignored her like I usually do, because she's not that bright and crazy selfish. She also doesn't know her place, and she's mentally ill some where, but everyone viewed her as the normal one. The officer somehow cleared everything up, I didn't ask. I shared what was going on, & he gave me a pamphlet and his card - I just got rid of those the other day. Then I went for my walk. I went to the corner store & sat in the front building on some stairs resting. The rapist, associate pastor, drove past, down the street. Telepathics; He said, "I will mind my business." Telepathics; I responded, "mhmm." WHAT ever that was. Everything. Then I walked back home, a few minutes after.

Summer 2020 - July: The 2nd time, earlier in the day. I humbled my father about my car. I had spare key & I was hungry. By then, I was always driving around, listening to The Holy Spirit. Family kept trying to convince my parents to take my car from me. I was eating a phillycheese steak sandwich from across the street & watching netflix. Next thing I know, police walked into my room with two women. Behavioral health I believe. I'm not a problem child. I was always quiet minding my business, while the telepathics were happening around the world. People just kept showing up trying to be the boss or something, proving they know better for me, as if I don't have a brain or a voice. Doing stuff. Thank God I wasn't tested or anything, unless it was for covid. I guess to these people, I wasn't in my right mind, but I was. When I spoke, everyone just stared, with a straight face. I didn't even ask questions. The whole situation was BULL. I assumed something with the courts. I already knew my family was part of some secret court case & it's like my freedom was traded for I don't know.. , information maybe. IDK. ALSO, keep in mind, that I’ve NEVER been involved with the judiciary system before. EVER. One of the women slipped words in quickly and kept talking at the time. It was a mental health facility in north carolina, I believe. (I looked it up after this trip to the hospital). I caught it & said "Huh? No. What I need is a spiritual counselor. Everything I am going through right now is spiritual." I got to FMC, the little lady behind the desk who really was a demon in another form, let me know I was there because of a court order by my father. I noticed it was in my cousin's hand writing. I said "He's probably trying to teach me some crazy lesson. He's crazy like that." TO ME, that means they should have let me go. The whole time, my father barely understood what was going on & was getting played by these people taking advantage of me changing and the situation. The idea for this must have come from the police officer of the last incident. He also spoke with them. (Court order). Ultimately, I don't know where he got that idea from. Again no one was speaking to ME. & I'm the one who is changing & have a calling on my life. Those were my thoughts. I said the last 2 sentences, out loud at one point. I always had a little monologue going, as some lesson. Occasionally. This time though, it clearly was an observation. Again, I thought about this secret court case. Maybe an add-on, I don't know. There was a tech and a PA who spoke with me. They asked about the situation and we spoke. I can't really remember. I spoke with the tech first, while he was taking my vitals. Again, I was NORMAL. While I was answering HIS questions, he kept rolling his eyes. He could tell I was lucid & didn't need to be there. He told one of his supervisors what was going on and it didn't work. I guess there has been a pattern there. The PA who spoke with me was sent in by someone going through his own thing. She asked a few questions, I answered. She spoke to the lady in the office and left. I ran into some really weird people, but I still managed to learn something from others and myself. I ran into the incompetent nurse who tried to assume I was having an ectopic pregnancy once when I came in to the emergency room because I had severe cramps. Her dumb ass. She was also one of the people in the room who violated me. She brought it back up like it was some funny joke. "You remember me? You thought I violated you." I looked at her with a straight face and said "You did," & walked the other way. I took advantage of getting some sleep. But there were assumptions clearly. I overheard the psychiatrist say "Oh she really is a princess." Probably because he noticed, I folded the FLAT ASS pillow available.

Another reason why that happened could have been because my parents wanted me to be doped up with medication for some reason. My father kept mentioning, (on some old people one-sided crazy caribbean stuff), he seen I haven’t seen a doctor to be taking pills for some reason. He kept mentioning it. I kept saying how that actually isn't normal. Most of those medications kill you from the inside. I HATE big pharma. Everything is kind of synthetic to me. Why? Capitalism. Honestly for some reason he just wouldn’t leave me alone about that. He swore I was depressed, when really I simply wanted time to breathe and recenter myself after a breakup, while simultaneously changing and growing. From the beginning. I just wanted to be with myself. Among many other things. That’s how I am really. I just need alone time, some space & everything is usually fine after that.

I was anointed with oil January 23rd, 2021.

The week after was the final time.. .

The final time was because I broke down after hearing the Holy Spirit speak to me at church. He told me to take a microphone from a young lady, He HATED her. Anger, full throttle. I decided to take an iPad instead, so I can figure out how to turn the sound to her mic off. At the time, I believed the Holy Spirit told me to take it, but I began to break down and cry after because I thought to myself, God wouldn’t say that or why me? I went to the Pastor's office instead. He told me to give her back the iPad, then I broke down after I placed my foot in the doorway. I was ready to explain what happened. That didn't happen. After a prayer from the pastoral staff, the police were called to see if I was okay I guess or understand the situation. Calling them was actually stupid. Behavioral health women popped up again. Rolling their eyes after every answer I gave to THEIR questions. I even gave some advice on how they shouldn't roll their eyes because I was whole heartedly answering their questions. My guess as to why they came was because of one of the technology staff, who is an aspiring behavioral health therapist, I believe. The officer kept asking me to voluntarily go get checked out and I kept saying no thank you. In the end he said, “okay let’s go.” I asked “why?,” he answered “it’s involuntary now,” offering no explanation. I got in the car, I mentioned how there's no space, he said "I doubt that." I could have mentioned how I was already baker acted twice for no reason before that, but that didn't come to mind. At the same time, I went through 2 of my Pastor's old textbooks and the church manual. One was on social work and administration positions, and church positions in the other book. I read a few key things for some reason. I understand why I was baker acted that time, others may have felt threatened, but something about that situation just felt wrong. Ultimately, I didn't have to go any where. The police officer actually could have left. But there was a pattern there at the church with young women who have extrasensory abilities like me and people who would take advantage of that situation because they had influence. They knew nobody would believe them. [I didn't know if that would before, but some part of me thought about that. It made sense somehow with everything, I've been sensing by then. Not too clearly though. People would also instantly become other people. Deeeeeeep down, on some "on me stuff" (over my dead body), it's like a fight of "I've had enough." Not "Oh, God. On this journey I'll go..." delusional bull]

I got there. The same evil little lady, made a rude comment about my dress & I just looked at her, like wtf? 😐. The comment: "Yeah, that's why you went to church in a sexy dress." It just came out. I don't know where from. I just had a "huh?” look on my face. My boyfriend at the time, an aunt, a few other people, and even TRUMP showed up to have them let me go. I was in the back. That's their section for backer acts. They were in the front of the emergency room demanding to take me out of there. I don't know what was said then.

While at the hospital, I was taught the bible a little by a stranger telling me we could have "pretty babies", I ran into people who were there for no reason, there were two or three out of body experiences for other people & I was monitoring somehow (in my sleep). I woke up to a crazy woman who did random chainsaw noises only, at my bedside standing over me. I was charged for an EKG test I DID NOT take. My insurance was illegally charged a few times by them. It's not even my own insurance. Voodoo was also done to me in my sleep there each time. Every time I would ask a question, I was ignored. One of the techs would say in a low tone, "don't sue us." The "psychiatrist" even gaslighted me that time & kept me longer. He smirked after as if he won something. Bitch ass.

The first two times, however, I should NOT have been baker acted. All 3 times, I was brought to the hospital in police custody, not as an arrest.

During the first time, "family" went through my things. The person responsible for THIS idea is dead. He caught covid. Mediumship. They took my journal, my sorority pin (there's something special there), paraphernalia, certificates, things they did not earn or buy, and magnet program clothes from high school. Why? I DO NOT know. I was petty, I threatened to burn his pathfinder uniform & the whole house. My father's. I hid it instead. When I got my stuff back, I think I was supposed to be happy. Additionally, my pin & journal were still missing. All three times, up until now. When I asked, he lied. My father. He knew where everything was. I didn't ask any questions to a soul in my family.

The third time, I tried to get a lawyer, but my father couldn't afford him, if they even spoke for real. I couldn't afford one either. They were keeping me longer than they should have there. 10 days. The lawyer I originally called wasn't trying to help. He didn't handle that stuff.

After each time, my mother would call the hospital, letting me know she was praying for me. That was cool I guess. The final time, I let her know that my career was ruined because of her and my father & I would never forgive them for that. No one would take me seriously. When I would go home, not a soul from my "family" asked me how I was, but they all knew where I was apparently. They also “love” me apparently. No one tried to understand the different situations. No one was having real conversation. It was petty assumption pick and choose what to say bingo. Talk shit while I'm away and spread it like wild fire. and LIE. I was on antipsychotics and the telepathics and everything else was STILL happening. Things died down because they liked that fact I was taking medication I DID NOT need for some reason & probably some Holy help.

During this whole thing, NO ONE was speaking TO ME. WHEN they did, they were patronizing me acting as if they knew better and understood everything. But this was different. Lose lose situation for me. I had to watch and wait. While I investigated my mystery of a history.

I was poisoned a few times, even by local restaurants & my own mother. My father told her to or another relative. Others included. Strangers. "People."

I tried looking into section 8. I did not want welfare help. My situation mattered. Circumstance. I know my parents & I understood the situation. I know them. Or I knew them... They were here, but obtuse. Bent in all these different directions. Siblings don't count for me. They've all added to this somehow & the cousin who thinks she's my sister. People kept trying to help them understand and they did not want to understand. So I kept doing what I needed to do.

During the whole thing, I kept sharing what was going on. Honestly. Every time. Not a soul, would hear what I had to say. Delusional belittle and believing what they thought made sense was their way of life. Even though, they know nothing about this. Me handling like 50 million things at once. My humble parents who were goofy sometimes, were long gone. They were here though, because of my mother. Thank God for autobot love. I'd be sensible, do what I usually would do, girly stuff that made me feel at ease, & they would be back to normal. Healed. They would cross paths with someone toxic and bull would start back up. Then senseless everything stopped around February 2021.

We are now in 2022. 2019 up until now was crazy. &! There's more there. Anything going on in Orlando, I did not know. I still don't know. My guess is Guilt. Mirrored Truth out loud. Fear. I dunno... 🤷🏾‍♀️

I only listen to The Holy Spirit. I know how I got here. I trust myself at the of the day.

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nightklok · 3 years ago

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Kloktober Day 1 Prompt

Prompt: Favorite Character and OTP Pairing: Picklegail (Pickles the Drummer/Abigail Remeltindtdrinc) Title: The war is over and we are beginning Characters: Pickles the Drummer, Abigail Remeltindtdrinc, Eclair (cat), band members and charles are only mentioned Trigger Warnings: Very slight angst, very slight mention/discussion of trauma/PTSD. Tags: Some dark humor, mentioned trauma, discussion of trauma, fall, post galagtikon 2, hopeful/happy ending Summary: It's the first fall Pickles has realized he's lived through in years.

Author's Note: Yes this is...6 days late-But i still wanted to publish this anyway so enjoy :')

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The first day of fall fell on a Saturday.

And Pickles would realize it was the first time he had actually been aware of fall in years.

He couldn’t remember the last time he saw the leaves change or pumpkin picking or any of the fall activities he sparingly went to as a kid. He simply had no time, family, or desire to do any of those things as he grew older. He had the sudden moment of sadness that he had missed another fall but told himself fall was gonna come back next year and he’d just look at the leaves harder next fall. But he never did.

But now, he had the time. A lot of it. And a fresh perspective on life and just how wonderful living a quiet life was.

Getting to sleep in on a Saturday morning with the person he loved the most and having nothing else to do for the day was one of them. Normally, Abigail was the one who woke up earlier but for the weekend, it got to be the opposite. He could get up in an hour, make some breakfast and they could see about doing something together. Whether it’s going outside or staying in and watching something. But at the moment, he was content enough just sleeping.

But it wouldn’t last long sadly. Despite nothing important needing to be done for the day, he was woken up by the sound of meowing and a cat smacking his face.

Éclair, their beautiful cat they found outside a K-Mart, happened to like going on walks in the morning. And she was very persistent about her walks being exactly at 7:13 AM. It was 7:13 AM.

“C’mon, it’s Saturday,” He murmured as he pulled the blanket closer to his face, hoping that he could sleep for just a few more minutes.

But Éclair had no concept of time and would continue pawing at the sheets and when she began whining, he knew that his time sleeping in was already over. He didn’t want to wake her up and figured she deserved the extra hour of sleeping.

“Okay, okay, I’ll take you on a walk,” Pickles finally answered as he used a hand to gently push her away just so he could sit up. He was careful to not disturb Abigail but he saw her move and murmur something he couldn’t quite hear. He had to assume by the tone that she meant she was gonna do it. She always tried to even when he told her to sleep in on weekends.

“Just go back to sleep, babe, I’ll take care of it.” He answered quickly as he got out of bed but she was already sitting up.

“I’ll come with you.” She answered, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes., “Just give me a few minutes.”

There was no convincing otherwise and he was too tired himself to argue. He quickly snuck in a kiss before he got out of bed, “Alright, take your time.”

By the time he had thrown on some clothes and made himself look presentable enough, Abigail was already by the front door, kneeling down to leash Éclair. Despite them taking the same time to get ready, she looked like she had spent much more time doing it. Then again, she always looked beautiful to him regardless of how much time she spent.

He really did save the world to get to see today huh.

She stood up once she leashed the cat and turned to look at him with that small smile he always loved, “Ready to go?”

“Yeah,” He answered as he made sure he put the house keys in his pocket before opening the door to let her out first before himself. Éclair already began wandering around the front lawn, as far as her leash would go.

They were hit by a cool breeze that gently swayed the trees surrounding them, causing some of the red and orange leaves to fall gracefully onto the ground. The trees weren’t entirely turning their leaves yet but the appearance was showing much more by the day. And each day only meant another normal day. The worst was behind them.

“You sure you don’t wanna get a jacket?” She asked.

“Nah, I’ll be fine. Got my own body heat.” He answered before he pulled her slightly closer enough to feel her skin heat up by the touch, “Besides I know how you can warm me up if I get cold.”

She wanted to mention about the neighbors or anybody seeing them but there was no one around at the moment. It was just them enjoying the early morning fall, the cool breeze and quiet excitement for a new season that just begun.

“Well, are you cold now?” She asked as she pulled him a bit closer.

He didn’t say anything else but reached up to kiss her, feeling her warm lips as they pressed against his. It felt as compassionate as the other thousands of kisses they must’ve shared in their lifetime. Honestly, he could probably find the same feelings he felt kissing her when he got a first kiss; the excitement, anticipation and pure love that he got to kiss someone he loved.

Their kiss was interrupted when she felt her leash getting tugged by Éclair who had grown impatient of them. She sat as far as the leash would let her, looking up at them expectantly. Amused, they walked past their front lawn to the sidewalk but felt the leash being pulled once again. They turned around to find her sitting still, meowing impatiently.

“C’mon, wanna walk a bit more? No? Okay.” Pickles answered with a laugh as Abigail went to pick her up. Almost immediately, she climbed up on her shoulders as she always preferred.

Her idea of walking outside was to walk a few steps and one of them had to pick her up for the rest of the walk. Walking around a block required too much energy. Did they expect her to actually walk alongside them every morning? Yes. Did she never fulfill that dream? No. But they also fed into her routine and nature, it wasn’t just their house anymore after all.

There was no use in arguing with a stubborn cat. She had made her territory in Abigail’s shoulder and they simply had to go along with it. She adjusted the leash so the other end of it would hook onto the inner jacket pocket that had a small sewn in hole meant for earphones. Once she made sure that the leash was secure inside, she reached over to hold his hand who quickly took it.

They took the usual route around the block. Shoes crunched against freshly fallen leaves, the wind picked up slightly again causing the leaves around them to move gently against the wind to a new area. If Pumpkin Spice Lattes and Apple Cider weren’t a symbol that fall was approaching, it was the leaves.

Pickles did try to remember when he last fall. Was it when he was a kid? A teen, maybe? He always fled before fall approached somehow. Always ended up in an area where he could not see the seasons change and everything remained a stagnant season the whole time.

But there was nothing to run from anymore. He could stay and watch the seasons change and turn forever if he wanted to now. Is this what freedom really feels like?

“Do you wanna go grab some coffee at the coffee shop?” She asked, interrupting his thoughts.

He quickly snapped his attention back to her and nodded, “Yeah, actually, the one two blocks from here, right?”

“Yep.”

He knew she knew that something was on his mind but she thankfully didn’t say anything. She already knew enough that he would speak when he was ready and he was always thankful for being able to fill in the gaps when he couldn’t speak. And she would always be thankful when he knew what she meant to say when she could barely get a word. It was a secret language between the two that no one but them knew and it was one they were both incredibly fluent in.

The coffee shop was a mom-and-pop one located on the end of the corner. LGBT friendly (Did he ever find those kind of coffee shops growing up?) and even had a small corner of the area for younger kids to play with. It was one of the places that they always loved frequently going to-if they weren’t well known to the world, they would’ve been known pretty well to the baristas.

“I can take Éclair, you can go order for us.” Pickles said. There were seats outside and given the weather, it wouldn’t be so bad to just sit outside and drink coffee while enjoying nature.

“Alright. The usual?”

“Surprise me.”

Pickles managed to take Éclair off her shoulder and set her down when he found a seat with decent shade. He tied the leash to the pole of the table but she seemed uninterested in exploring and instead jumped on his lap, presumably to take a quick nap.

He checked his phone while he waited, trying to catch up on whatever missed emails and posts from friends he had missed. Admittedly, going from seeing his friends everyday to now once a week at most was one of the toughest things to shift to. From knowing everything that went on in their lives, his knowledge of their whereabouts now came from whatever they posted in the group chat or social media.

Toki’s selfie with Magnus over the Eiffel Tower during their backpacking in Europe route. Nathan’s blurry image of a kid playing with a gator from the alligator rescue/children’s daycare he had started with Rachel. Skwisgaar’s video of one of the songs he was working with Nathan. A prototype rollercoaster blueprint from Murderface for the Dethklok amusement parks he and Knubbler were in charge of. And Charles not sending a photo but reminding him through text about a meeting regarding his solo album.

It was a crazy feeling to have looking at the boys he had lived with for more than a decade suddenly doing their own things. Did he feel left out? Maybe things were moving too fast? Miss the old times? He didn’t really know.

He found himself staring at his screen for far too long until Abigail came back taking a seat in front of him, “They’ll be coming over in a few minutes.”

He set the phone down, “Alright, what’d you get me?”

“You did mention you wanted me to surprise, didn’t you?” She answered with a playful smile that was clear she wouldn’t go easy on him.

“C’mon, I gotta know if I’m allergic to it or not. Could very well be allergic to milk today and might not even know it.”

“Guess it’s up to you to find out then; I’m sure there’s an EpiPen somewhere.”

Of course, she wanted to ask what was wrong but she didn’t want to press him. She knew he would budge eventually, he always did, but it was just a matter of patience and hoping to catch him at the right time.

Eventually, the barista came with the tray of coffees and food she had ordered, including a puppuccino for Éclair who woke up and hopped down to get her treat when Abigail set it down to get everyone’s orders.

She set the pumpkin spiced coffee, cinnamon rolls and a breakfast sandwich in front of him. She had ordered the same pumpkin spice coffee and breakfast sandwich; she always tried to avoid desserts for breakfast but he quickly shoved in a cinnamon roll in her plate anyway, “Here it can be your cheat day.”

“But you made me macrons yesterday.” She pointed out.

“It was sugar-free. And you can’t just pass off on a warm cinnamon roll. It’s bad for the environment I saved.”

She contemplated not even long enough before agreeing. They were pretty good cinnamon rolls…, “Guess I’ll need to pay for your contributions. Alright, I’ll take it.”

Pickles grinned as he took a sip of the coffee. It was still hot but he refused to even express he burnt his tongue for the sake of looking cool, “Great, glad my hard work paid off.”

For as much as he joked around, he didn’t mention anything about what was bothering him for the rest of their breakfast.

He would mention it on the walk back home when it was Pickles’ turn to let Éclair lay on his shoulder and Abigail holding a bag of free treats that the baristas insisted they take home. A few desserts as payment for saving the world. It was well worth it.

“I forgot what fall was like.” Pickles finally said as he looked at her. He didn’t downplay his feelings by joking

“You did?” She asked.

“Yeah. It had been too long since I last saw leaves and everything else and whatever. I guess it’s making me realize how long I missed out on some things, y’know?”

She had to wonder how he even forgot about fall. Or the fact that his hair color always reminded her of it. It was the color of vibrant red autumn leaves, not quite ready to fall yet but when the sun hit it, it showed the intricate details and would even shine as bright as it sometimes. And how could she ever put that into the right words? Maybe it just wasn’t the right moment, “Nostalgia?”

“I-I guess it’s that. Yeah. Nostalgic for the old things I guess. I was too used to that life. And I’m very happy with you, I really am! I’m doing more of the things now than I did before, but it’s hard to just completely let go of the past.”

Of course, he thought she would get offended which is why he didn’t look at her. Here he was clinging to his past again like some spoiled brat. If only he didn’t open his mouth. He probably seemed so ungrateful-

But he was met instead with warm hands taking his and he looked up to a very understanding Abigail, “I understand. There’s some things I miss and feel nostalgic for too. I don’t expect you to not miss those things. These things just end up happening, it’s part of natural life.”

“I guess…it’s just a lot harder to adjust than I thought. I’m sorry if I’m just dumping this on you, though. I know that this hasn’t been easy for you either.”

It wasn’t easy when Abigail could barely sleep without getting horrific nightmares that he had stayed up most nights worrying about. It wasn’t easy when Pickles ended up getting horrific nightmares too when he came back home, and he had yet to tell her all that he dreamt about. Their future kids, grandkids even, and even the current neighborhood kids would ask for stories of their heroism. Do they even dare talk about the price that was paid for it?

It couldn’t even be said that they had overcome it. The nightmares were less frequent, yes, but they were there. All it took was one bad night to ruin a week or month even. The horrors of their past would most likely be there for the rest of their lives, looming over and ready to strike when things seemed to be better.

But they made it so far together too. What’s another mile anyway?

“It hasn’t been easy but we’re both getting there.” She paused her walking to look at him, “We made it so far together, after all. I don’t expect you to be okay the same way you don’t expect me to be okay either, right? I’m not gonna ask you to do anymore than you already are doing and what you’re doing is enough.”

“And if it’s not enough? God, what if I’m just fucking up right now? There’s no way I can just…I don’t even know what. It’s just terrifying to be falling down that dark path again.”

She watched as Éclair looked up to the leaves around them, eyes completely dilated to look at the world around her. A leaf would just brush past her, failed to be caught and it fell to the ground.

Of course the leaves would eventually be raked. Whatever wasn’t thrown out or burned would eventually become mulch for the soil. Would help provide for the soil when spring rolls around. Then everything will grow again. Everything will be okay.

“If we fall again, we start over and flourish.”

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“What was your last memory with fall if you don’t mind my asking?” Abigail asked that evening. They sat in the living room couch, sharing a blanket as they watched Knives Out. It would quickly become a tradition for them to watch whatever fall-related movies there were just to get in the spirit.

He paused for a moment, before finally coming up with an answer, “I met you, didn’t I? We were at that fall event Cornickelson used to host. It was probably a few years before you became Dethklok’s music producer? But anyway, we were paired at the same table and I was probably awkward as fuck right then and there but you still wanted to talk to me. We went to the garden and we just ended up talking about everything. God, I felt like a teenager with their first crush when I was with you. I never got to say that your hair color reminded me of the leaves.”

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Note: Set around Year 2019

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Waking up to a quiet dorm was something Minyoung would have never expected to experience when she moved in with them but that is what she woke up to this morning. They were given their usual holiday after promotion period, only this time they were given a whole week off which the members took advantage of to visit their family.

Minyoung didn't have any close family in Korea which is why she's remained at the dorms. The members did ask her if she wants to go with any of them so she won't be alone but she declined saying she'll be fine at the dorm and making an excuse that she made plans with her friends. She actually didn't have any plans since most of her friends are busy during this time but she didn't want to intrude on the family time of her members.

Jongho was last one to leave this morning as he was living the closest and was very hesitant to leave Minyoung alone. "You can just come with me. Mom would love to have you over. She’s been asking me when you’ll come to visit anyway. You'll be alone for a few days. Are you sure?"

"Don't worry about me and just go. I'm sure they're already waiting for you back home. I'll contact you if something happens, or better yet I'll just update everyone in our chatroom." Minyoung let out a giggle as she was trying to push Jongho out the door, the latter not budging from his spot.

"Then make sure to message okay? If you change your mind, tell me and I'll pick you up." Jongho sighed before smiling.

"Mhm! Don't worry and just enjoy the holiday. Tell your mom that I’ll visit her next time." Minyoung hugged him before seeing him off.

Having the dorms to herself, Minyoung looked around for something to do before deciding she could clean up the place a bit. They've been so busy that they barely had time to eat and sleep, much less clean. It wasn't as messy as one would expect a group of their size would have but there were some that needs cleaning mainly the shoe cabinet and the couch that sometimes doubles as a hamper. She lost track of time only to realize how late in the afternoon it has gotten, when her stomach made a sound.

"It's time for lunch, I guess. Do we even have anything I can eat here?" Minyoung looked through the fridge and found it empty except for bottled water and kimchi. "Guess not. I'm ordering in and maybe go for groceries tomorrow." She picked up her phone and decided to call the Chinese restaurant near them.

"Yes. Please leave it by the door. Yes." She said finishing up the call. She was then reminded of how she couldn't even call for delivery, worrying if they could understand each other.

(Flashback)

ATEEZ was in the middle of practicing for their showcase when Hongjoong decided it’s time for them to take a break. Most members lied down on the floor catching their breath.

“So tired and I’m hungryy.” Minyoung whined as she sat down legs stretched on the floor.

“What do you want to eat?” Seonghwa asked already getting their manager’s phone to order.

“I want chicken.” Yeosang answered with Mingi agreeing to it

“Pizza” Jongho and Minyoung answered at the same time, grinning at each other when they realized.

“Should we get chicken and pizza then?” Hongjoong looked around if everyone is okay with it.

“Let Minyoung order it.” San laughed as he noticed Minyoung whipped her head, shocked and confused why he’ll even suggest that. “For practice. Don’t you want to learn how to be able to do that on your own?” San added.

Minyoung nodded, biting her lip“But..what if they don’t understand? Or I don’t understand.”

“You’ll just have to tell them. We’ll guide you anyway then later you’ll be used to it.” Mingi patted her head chuckling as Minyoung took the phone to order.

Minyoung called the shop and waited nervously for them to pick up the call. “Ah. Hello. I would like to order. Yes. The address is KQ Entertainment. I’d like 4 orders of chicken and 3 boxes of the pizza special. I’ll pay with my card. Thank you.”

“We have a special promo for today..” as the staff went on to explain Minyoung looked towards Jongho for help in a panic as there were a lot of information being relayed in a short time. The other members let out a laugh, particularly San and Wooyoung who were laughing as if they were having the time of their lives. Jongho decided to step in and finish the order for the girl and patting her back after.

“You did well Youngie-ah.” Mingi chuckled patting her head “That was good.”

“The look on your face!” Wooyoung who was still cracking up at what happened managed to say in between his laughs

“Yah yah. Stop it. She did well.” Mingi defended her “I’d imagine the same would happen to us if we were abroad.”

“Should we not let them eat?” Jongho said grinning. Minyoung looked as if she was thinking about it, evoking laughter from everyone other than San and Wooyoung who suddenly stopped and argued that they can’t do that.

(End of Flashback)

It has been six days since the members left for their family homes, six days since Minyoung had the dorm to herself. She had already done everything she could think of to stave off boredom. She was able to talk to her family through video calls, meet up with some of her highschool friends who didn’t have a busy week, and managed to watch dramas and movies that she wanted but unable to due to their packed schedule. She never knew that a week could be a long time when you don’t have anything planned.

The quiet dorm, although Minyoung appreciates how relaxing it is, makes her miss the members and their antics a lot. It was to the point where Minyoung even thought that she wouldn’t mind Wooyoung and San teasing her about the most random things.

“How should I spend the kill time tomorrow?” Just as she thought that, her phone dinged indicating a new message.

(ATEEZ groupchat)

San: Minyoung-ah, are you home? Minyoung: I am. (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ Minyoung: Why? Did you have something that will be delivered today? (・・ ) ? San: Can you open the door for me? There’s a lot for me to bring up. Seonghwa: San, you went back early? San: I did. Mom scolded me when she found out Minyoung spent the holiday alone and told me I should have asked her to come with me. Wooyoung: My dad told me off too. He even said I should just go back after spending a day at home. Jongho: I asked her to come with me but she didn’t want to. Minyoung: How could I? It’s a rare holiday, I didn’t want to intrude on your time. |･ω･) Minyoung: Hold on. Let me open the door for San-oppa. Jongho: I told you my mom has been asking me when you’ll come visit. Seonghwa: I’m also on the way back already. Wait for me and let’s eat dinner together.

Minyoung went to get the door and helped San place his bags on the kitchen table.

“My mom packed a lot of food for you. She said you should come with me next time instead of staying here alone.” San handed one of the bags to Minyoung with his mom’s note for her

“Omo. I should thank her. I definitely want to come see where you grew up oppa. I’ve always been curious about it too.” Just then, the chime of their door being unlocked sounded making the two look at each other as if asking who else returned early “Oh! Welcome back. Yeosang-oppa, you also returned earlier? Why?” Minyoung gasped in surprise as both Yeosang and Seonghwa walk in together.

“I didn’t have anything else to do at home so I figured I should just go back and accompany you. Then I saw Seonghwa-hyung outside the door.” Yeosang explained as he went to his room to arrange his stuff.

Seonghwa patted Minyoung’s head as the girl gave him a hug “Yunho said he’s almost here too so let’s wait for him so we could eat together.”

“What is this?” San bursted out in laughter as he was checking his phone

“What happened?” Minyoung asked trying to take a peek

“Everyone’s returning today.” San showed Minyoung their group chat

(ATEEZ groupchat)

Yunho: I’m almost there. There’s some traffic but I’ll get there in 15 minutes Seonghwa: Have you had dinner? If not, we’ll wait for you Yunho: Not yet. Alright, I’m almost at the intersection. Hongjoong: What is this? So is everyone returning today? San: I’m already here with Yeosang and Seonghwa-hyung. Mingi: Did you guys talk about this? Hold on. I’ll get ready and go too. Jongho: Already on my way when Seonghwa-hyung said he’s returning today Hongjoong: Okay. I’ll head straight to the dorms then. I’ll just finish this song. Jongho: You’re at the company Hongjoong-hyung? Hongjoong: I am. I didn’t know how else I’ll spend the rest of the break and I had an idea for a song so I might as well work on it as soon as possible. Wooyoung: Wait. Σ(□_□) Wooyoung: Everyone’s back? Wooyoung: I’m going too! ε=ε=┌( >_<)┘

“Everyone’s going back today? Wahh” Minyoung exclaimed glad that she’s finally have some company. She has to admit that even if their dorms could be as chaotic as could be, she missed spending time with her members. All of ATEEZ realized how glad she is with how bright her smiles are and how she plays along with all the jokes and teasing.

Outtake:

“So? When will she visit again? It’s been a while since I last saw Minyoung. Bring the others with you too.” Jongho’s mom asked for the nth time during their dinner the first night of his holiday

“I already asked her. She said she’ll visit next time.” Jongho shook his head laughing “Are you sure I’m your son? You’ve been asking about Minyoung this whole time!”

“It’s just she’s still a kid. She’s the same age as you and I can’t help but worry for her. You even said she didn’t have any close family in Korea. So I’m worried.” His mom laughed as she explained trailing off before his younger brother suddenly piped in “Mom is always talking about Minyoung-noona with the other aunties.” and his Dad adding in “They all want to see her. I’m surprised your mom hasn’t visited your dorms to see Minyoung.”

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Disclaimer: This is just a work of fiction. Any portrayal of real people is a combination based on what we could see on cameras and imagination of the author. This is purely fan fiction written for entertainment. Thank you for understanding.

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Writing Beary Corner

This was actually supposed to be a short post in chat format lol but I again went overboard and wrote a whole thing for it haha! thats my excuse if it seems random lol

and i need serious help with titles. ack

-Mimi

#kpop scenarios #kpop reactions #ateez scenarios #ateez 9th member #ateez au #ateez oc #kpop au #kpop oc #ateez minyoung #park minyoung #minyoung masterlist #writing beary

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