#and now mania is being treated the same!!!

[thekintsugikids]

eeeeevery time u say that mania is getting the folie treatment all anyone wants to talk about it how folie is so great and folie deserved better and people hating folie makes no sense and yes i agree but oh my god can you not see that you’re kind of proving my point here by ignoring mania

[audreyscribes]

Ω PJO DEMIGOD HEADCANONS:

🍇DIONYSUS; God of Wine making, fertility, theater, festivity, and insanity. 🎭

author's note: I had a sudden idea about writing some headcanons Camp Halfblood demigods being claimed and what it's like for each respective god and cabin, followed by a small blurb afterwards. Thank you for reading and please like and reblog! The order is not in order of the cabin numbers. [PJO DEMIGOD HEADCANONS MASTERLIST]

You get claimed in an untypical manner. You heard of demigods waiting for a sign of their godly parent claiming them, with a glowing symbol above their head. Instead, when you get introduced to the camp members, Mr. D appears carrying a can of diet coke and casually states “No need to put them in the Hermes’ cabin. They're one of mine's”

Cue the record scratch. This immediately brings a lot of confusion and gossip. Many eyes look between you and Mr. D who doesn't seem bothered at all. You saw Chiron sigh and place his hand to his face, giving your godly father a disappointed headshake. Then you hear Castor and Pollux yell that they have a new sibling that they didn't even know about?!

You get a lot of looks of sympathy and jealousy. You don't figure out why until a little bit later on. Chiron fills you in with a reassuring voice but also speaks with an exasperated tone to Dionysus 

Although you guys can't make wine or touch anything alcohol related, you did inherit Dioynsus' wine making skills. This includes also being good at making infused drinks or mixing drinks that range from mixing soda flavours together to making your tea blend. Even if the flavours shouldn't work together or whatever the drink type you're making, you just can. You are your own personal barista.

Putting this first and out of the way, you're both in a blessed and awkward situation where you are able to see and interact with your godly parent. Mr. D tries to treat you like every other demigod in Camp Halfblood, and that makes it awkward when you don't know if you should call him “Dad” or “Mr. D”, but at the same time, you know you have it better then others. 

It doesn't mean Mr. D doesn't keep an eye out. When you dedicate your offerings to the gods and look at him when you do it, you can just see Dionysus’ face soften and his eyes have a hint of affection. 

Don't ask how you or your other half-siblings came to be if Mr. D was sentenced to Camp Halfblood. You won't get an answer from but at least you know you're not alone and the twins are glad to have a baby sibling. Get ready for the youngest sibling treatment. 

Dionysus is the God of Theatre so you have a theatrical flare. Even if you're introverted, you're not exempt; this can be applied in how you do certain things or be rather convincing at times. If you're extroverted, well, you're automatically the Theatre kid. 

This turns out to be rather useful in events like Capture the Flag in a state of mania. When the heat of the battle starts to get to you, you feel your godly parent's power begin to rise in you and you can use that theaters flair to rouse your teammate's spirits up. You can also get a bit maniac and effect your teammates and enemies alike and become rather terrifying. 

You have a bit of a green thumb so you can find some solace with the Demeter kids. However, unlike the Demeter kids who can just make plants grow and flourish, your green thumb only really applies to plants you have an interest in like Dionysus with his grapes…or now strawberries. Regardless, you can keep a houseplant alive at least. 

Aside from a few very selected people within Camp, you're one of the few people who has seen Mr.D's true form. Not his godly form or the Mr. D you've seen, but the form he usually shows in front of mortals. Then it becomes very obvious how your other parent became so enamoured. You thank him silently for taking up his current form because you’re not going to be ready to hear about Mr. D being a DILF.

“Welcome to Cabin 12!” greeted Castor and Pollux as they opened the door to the cabin. You looked inside and saw how lived in the cabin was. It was clear the twins didn't expect to have another sibling and judging by the absolute shock that your shared father was supposed to be stuck in Camp, they really didn't expect him to have another mortal child.   

You also noticed on one of their nightstands there were stacks of Coke and Pepsi, each belonging to one of the beds. There were copious amounts of it, and you wonder if being a child of Dionysus was a prerequisite of having a drink as your go-to drink. Like wine fo Dionysus…though you heard he had to switch to Diet Coke due to his punishment. 

“Yeah, sorry for the whole…mess,” said Castor as he looked sheepish. “Pollux and I weren't expecting anyone else to be here, especially since it's been so long since we've first arrived. And you know, our dad, being, well-”

Pollux cleared his throat, “What Castor means, despite everything, we're thrilled to have a baby sibling. We've always been together so we're not that alone, but every now and again, we kind of get envious of the other cabins and having other siblings.”

You smiled when the door is knocked and a new bunk bed is being brought in, Castor and Pollux grinned at you. “Come on, let's get your stuff and space ready, and let's go see our dad.”

[damiansgoodgirll]

Hey🤭🖤💖

can you please write reader being punk protege and drew using reader against him please?💖💖

cm punk x reader (platonic) + drew mcintyre x reader (platonic)

likes, comments and reblogs are always appreciated!

‼️just wwe typical violence

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way before punk rejoined wwe, mcintyre was your mentor. he was the one who helped you gain the confidence you had now. he taught you how to act in and out of the ring. he helped you improve your speech skills and if now you were one of the most successful and loved female wrestler in the company was mostly thanks for drew.

you never meant to turn on him. in your mind, he was still the caring and kind mentor that helped you all of these years.

you didn’t even care about cm punk rejoining the company. it was none of your business.

but you and rhea were best friends and rhea and punk were good friends so the more you hung out with her, the more you hung out him punk too. at the time there wasn’t any beef going on between the two of them so drew didn’t really care about the people you used to hang out with.

but after drew costed punk’s wrestlemania, things started to change.

you had your own match at wrestlemania for the wwe women’s world title and you wanted to be ready. so when drew got booked the same night as you he knew he couldn’t help you train. he was too focus on winning his own championship and you completely understood.

when you told rhea you needed someone that would train with you for wrestlemania, punk saw that as an opportunity and he offered to help you. you were reluctant at first, knowing the beef going on with drew but you couldn’t say no to someone who had so many years of experience and hard work in wrestling.

so you agreed and you let him train you. he saw the big potential you had and he was sure you were going to get that title at mania.

you were backstage watching how punk screwed drew’s victory and how damian cashed in on him the same night. you knew drew was going to be devastated but you didn’t have time to think about that, you needed to focus on your own match.

to say that drew was shocked when he saw punk ringside during your match was an understatement. he was hurt, furious and angry. what was punk doing ringside with you? but he was hurt the most when he saw punk celebrating your victory. he saw how you hugged him and how happy you were when you won and somehow he felt like you were betraying him.

drew left the stadium and never answered none of your calls when you tried to talk to him. you imagined he was upset but you couldn’t imagine he was that angry.

months passed and you were thankful that you were drafted in smackdown, you knew you couldn’t have handled working with an angry drew every week.

till this day he never answered your calls, or your texts. not even when you tried to explain to him what was going on. on the other hand, punk understood your frustration. he knew you and drew had an incredible bond and he was sorry for how the scotsman was treating you.

one night, you were asked to do a segment on monday night raw and you knew you couldn’t say no.

but when backstage your eyes met drew, you probably realised that it wasn’t a good idea. he was still pissed and you didn’t have the energy to fight with him, not tonight at least.

“y/n…” he called your name, knowing that you were able to hear him loud and clear.

you slowly turned and faced him “drew…”

“congratulation on the belt” he said before leaving the room.

the air was thick. you knew he was going to cause pure chaos tonight and even if you wanted to avoid that, you knew you couldn’t.

you opened the show and everyone was shocked to see you there. your promo did not disappointed and everyone, your colleagues included, were so happy to see you there at least for one night.

punk was on the ring now and you were happily watching backstage.

before you could do anything, drew moved to open up the door of your changing room and he took you out.

“drew what the hell?” you almost screamed. his hand grabbed your arm and he was dragging you into the arena. he wasn’t hurting you but he wanted to let punk know how much pissed and hurt he was when you sided with him.

“i’m not gonna hurt you” he whisper and you trusted him. you knew he wasn’t going to do anything on you but drew was a very unpredictable man.

punk stopped his speech the moment he saw you being dragged into the arena by drew’s hands.

“let her go drew!” he almost screamed.

“no…no, i’m not letting her go” he screamed back into the mic. you definitely weren’t expecting to be thrown into this mess, maybe that was the reason the producers wanted you in raw in the first place “i’m gonna talk and you’re gonna listen” his hand squeezed you a little, not hurting you but making you jump from the sudden sensation.

“let her go drew! this is about me and you” punk was beyond mad.

“you fucked me up in front of my friends and family at wrestlemania, you did the same during clash at the castle, in front of all my family, in my hometown…but you took from me the only person who cared about me in this business and i can’t forgive you for doing this” he said, faking a laugh into the mic.

“let her go drew” punk repeated himself but it was like drew wasn’t listening to him.

he slowly dragged you into the ring with him. the two of you facing a worried punk “no no no, i don’t think you understand what’s going on here” he chuckled again “i’m gonna take back what’s mine, from the title you screwed me over at mania! from the glory and the respect i deserve! and lastly i’ll take y/n’s back, because i trained her to be the woman she is today, i did all of the hard work and you’re stupid if you think i’ll let you take credit for all of that”

punk and you met with worried eyes. you wanted to talk with drew and explain to him the whole situation but the way he was overreacting was out of control.

“and you’re right” drew laughed “this is about me and you” he said before shoving you to the ground and letting you watch as he started punching cm punk.

you realised that you were just a distraction. he probably never meant what he said about caring about you. he just wanted to use you to hit punk.

“c’mon punk” drew laughed “show the world your happy face” he kept laughing. this version of drew was honestly scaring you and didn’t know what to do to stop him.

you tried to shove him off of punk but he was stronger and more powerful than you so it took him two seconds to push you on the ground.

“why are you defending him y/n?” drew spat back at you.

“this is not the way to handle things!” you put yourself between a tired punk and an angry mcintyre “don’t put me into this mess because you were the one to never reply to me!”

“you were so busy being friendly with the enemy!” he screamed back but before you could even speak back, punk stood up and punched him right into the face, making the big man on his knees.

“i told you to not bring her into this mess! but you never listen!” punk shouted at the scotsman “she’s able to make her own decisions and she’s able to understand what kind of sick man you are!” the two men continued hitting each others and you had to wait for security to stop because you couldn’t do anything.

security came and they were able to separate the two men, dragging drew out of the arena and leaving you and punk inside the ring.

you immediately went to check on him. his face had some deep cuts and his nose was bleeding “oh my goodness…are you okay?” your delicate hands touched his face, looking for some other injuries but he reassured you saying that he was doing fine.

drew watched from afar that interaction between the two of you, promising that he would get revenge on punk for everything he caused him.

[em-harlsnow]

people don't get Ian like I do. People spend so much time defending Ian for all his actions, pretending as if he did no wrong and simultaneously ignoring how much Ian loves Mickey. I hate when people act like Mickey loves Ian so much more than Ian loves Mickey.

More after the line, it's pretty long:

Because I don't agree that Ian fell first and Mickey fell harder. I think they both fell at around the same time, it just hit harder for Mickey because he was so closeted. And then when he finally decides he's with Ian and that's that and it also means having his father hate him, Mickey clings to Ian. He made a decision, it's Ian, and he won't let it go.

On the surface, what mickey's done for Ian looks much bigger than what Ian did for mickey. For example, Mickey going to prison for Ian. But the reasoning behind him doing that was to save his life because Ian is not the type to do well in prison, sorry.

When it came to Mexico, some people seem to act like Ian was entirely unjustified for not going with him. In a real life relationship it would be mad to follow an escaped convict to a completely different country illegally. Ian would have had to leave his family, stability, a job he loved. He also would have put Mickey in the position of being alone in helping Ian with his bipolar disorder. Ian was stable then, and he didn't want to go off his meds or have them stop working and fuck up Mickey's chance. That could end up with Mickey dead or back in prison.

But he still wanted to spend time with Mickey before he left. I'm undecided about whether Ian always knew he wasn't going to cross the border or if he realised it half way through or just as they got there. Plenty of people wouldn't follow an escaped convict anywhere, no matter how much they love them. But Ian did, still putting his safe life at risk for Mickey. That's still a huge act of love.

Then there's Ian giving Mickey all his life savings so that Mickey would have a fighting chance down there. Why do people skip over that so much? That's selfless and kind and a real display of love.

Mickey's acts of love seem bigger, but that's often because they have to be. Mickey had to come out so that he could be happy, and unfortunately that meant getting almost killed by Terry. It was an unavoidable reality. I don't agree with Ian pushing him so much for it, but hey ho.

Ian got the shit beat out of him by Mickey right after witnessing his boyfriend getting raped, and Ian still wanted to stick around for him. The only reason he didn't in the end was because he wasn't going to be Mickey's mistress, he couldn't handle being someone's sidepiece again and especially not Mickey's sidepiece. Which is so fair from Ian. If Mickey had asked him to stay, Ian would have and I fully believe that.

Then there's season 5. Ian cheated, which is shitty for Mickey. He was also manic, and you can see in the mirror scene after Ian comes out of the bathroom that he doesn't feel too good about it. I don't personally know what mania is like, but I've seen a lot of bipolar people saying Ian was pretty accurate representation. I hate the ableist narrative that Ian's hyper sexuality meant he didn't give a shit about Mickey. He did give a shit. He looked after Mickey's son, and he looked devastated when Mickey yelled at him, when he realised how much he'd hurt Mickey.

Everything that people say about season 5 pisses me off, because Ian going with Monica instead of home is textbook 'not wanting to be someone's problem'. I don't support what Ian did at the dugouts, but I can understand it because Ian was trying to get back what he thought he'd lost, with Mickey not treating him like he was made of glass.

And the break-up. Again, textbook 'not wanting to be someone's problem'. Textbook 'I'm different now and he wants the old me'. Textbook 'I dont want to hurt him anymore'.

Then season 6 and Ian says some awful things about Mickey and has to be paid to visit. That's shitty. But the idea of seeing Mickey behind glass and not being able to see him properly would have sucked. Also, Ian broke up with the guy. He was under no obligation to visit him and he also didn't want to be his problem. He saw himself as a problem and he didn't want Mickey to have to deal with that. I think he wanted Mickey to have better. It's, again, textbook insecurity.

Ian saw the weight Monica put on his family, on Fiona and Lip and him and all the kids. He remembered the pain of Monica leaving and then coming back and he didn't want to do that to Mickey. He probably saw Frank being all fucked up over Monica going again, which must have been a part of it. (not defending either frank or monica here, just saying).

Ian shouldn't have said all the things he did about Mickey, but it was his way of coping. It would have been nice for Mickey to have had more support from Ian during his time in prison, but it wouldn't have done much. He would still be in prison, but it might have been better if he knew Ian loved him.

In season 9x06, Ian immediately kisses Mickey. There's no hesitation for him. I love fics that explore Ian being with Trevor or something when Mickey comes out of jail and having to choose between them and struggling, but I think it's a bit unrealistic. Whenever they're in each other's vicinity they can't seem to keep apart. If Mickey hadn't gone to prison after the break up, I think it would have taken them a couple of months at best to at least start fucking again. It would be complicated, but Ian would choose Mickey every time. He does, when Mickey goes off to Mexico. If Mickey had just been released instead of escaping, Trevor would be forgotten like a weird dream.

Then season 10. It's not bad that Ian wanted to leave. It was prison, for God's sake, he didn't want to be there. But the second Mickey said he wanted Ian to stay, Ian was ready to stab a guy. Ian isn't the type to stab people, but he was ready to for Mickey. I would have liked for the show to have more sweet moments between them in prison instead of just the squabbling, but we got what we got. I didn't love Ian stabbing Chester to go to solitary. Again, though, Ian was trying to stop them from breaking up. he wanted them to have some space so that they would stay together. he's shit at communicating that, but so is everyone in Shameless.

Ian welcomes Mickey back into the Gallagher house with open arms. He doesn't want to marry Mickey because, again, he doesn't want Mickey to be stuck with him, he doesn't want to be his 'problem'. He says it at the courthouse. But if it's between being scared or losing Mickey, Ian chooses being scared. Because he proposes to Mickey despite having doubts about it, and he beats up Mickey's date for talking shit.

That's the type of love Mickey understands.

Ian wanted to marry Mickey in the first place to protect him, so that he wouldn't go back to prison, again despite Ian's reservations about marriage. The courthouse scene hurts, but I understand both Ian and Mickey's perspectives, even if Mickey took it too far with the punch.

They get married, and Ian lets Mickey have anything he wants for it. Then in Season 11, Ian pushes Mickey to move to the Westside because he wants better for him. But when Mickey doesn't want to and seems upset about it, Ian doesn't care about wasting the money he spent on a lease and says he'll stay with Mickey. It's not about wanting to change Mickey, it's about wanting a nicer life.

The whole monogamy conversation makes me want to bash their heads together like Barbie dolls. I think they both didn't want to sleep with others and didn't want the other to either, but then were too anxious to say it out loud. It's plain stupidity from both of them.

Even when Ian thinks Mickey has forgotten their anniversary, he ignores his own hurt from that and comforts Mickey about the whole being a bad dad, having a kid thing.

Also: I pretend Hall of Shame after the first thirty seconds never happened, so I'm not commenting on it. The writing was so poor.

Anyway, back to my point. Ian loves mickey as much as mickey loves Ian, there were just more opportunities for Mickey to do huge gestures. And when Ian could have done huge gestures, there are logical and pretty selfless reasons why I think he didn't.

That was very long. Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.

[andromeda3116]

look, i know everyone said that the new interview with the vampire show was incredible but holy shit i was not prepared for how incredible this show is

like, not only is louis interesting now, he is incredibly compelling! his once-bland internal dilemma is now given actual weight because it's not just the same old Thou Shalt Not Kill But I Am Hungry story, it's tempered through his righteous fury at how black people have been treated all these years, how many people have wronged him and laughed and expected him to laugh along, how his ties to the community that once saved him are now turning to nooses around his throat, how his family that he once provided for and relied on have now come to fear him

that, combined with his explicit homosexuality, and with lestat being the only one who seemed to accept him and love him for all that he is, and how that is both comforting and incredibly toxic and combined with sam reid's insane charisma and mania and gravity as lestat that make it completely understandable why louis would still be drawn to him in spite of everything

and how they've used the changes from the original to this one to examine how memory shifts regarding someone who was so intense and formative in your life even if they were ultimately so controlling and abusive but still left such huge gouges in your personality like knives

like

fuck

this is the best-written show i have seen in a long time like this is top-tier writing holy shit

[suguru-getos]

yandere genshin characters x punishments (gn! reader)

warnings: yandere themes, mdni, mentions of emotional, sexual abuse, isolation, manipulation, degradation.

a/n: feeling dark sorta way 😈

characters included: scaramouche, ayato, diluc,

scaramouche: things with him range from getting minor chidding for being mouthy to a full blown rage fest. he is scared of hurting you physically knowing the intense power he holds. plus— it isn’t very good to hurt the people we love; right? all he wants is to protect you. keep you safe and sound. not his problem that you can’t understand what’s truly, undeniably good for you. uses isolation as his weapon. you would be locked in, spoiled with your favorite food, on time. but you aren’t allowed to see anyone, not even him… one week in & you are already vulnerable & folded. the silence is tearing your eardrums apart. there is nothing you miss more than to be held by scara. to talk to him…. to be with him & listen to him spoil you. so the next morning when he comes to you with food, you break down. big fat tears rolling through your cheeks as you hug him, shoulders dropped low and anxiety folding you. “please— kuni, please don’t leave me alone, i don’t like this,” the break in your voice almost breaks his heart. but he knows you need to learn your lessons. and sometimes, not in the most desired of ways. “good little angel, sssh~” he cooes, kissing your forehead. “but i want to really, really know if you mean your words. let’s make it another two days hm?” the look of betrayal in your eyes is soon swiped away, when he leans in and kisses you softly, but his will & decision unshakable. maybe after another two days, you will understand how much, you are lucky enough to have someone like him tend to you, always.

ayato: ayato has two sides, one that is ever so gentle, kind, tolerant to your antics. the other… is the side that you never want to see; the spoiled, belittling brat side to him. “surely you must know by now why exactly you are treated like a whore?” ayato mused, watching your naked sex stuffed with a dildo that was of his size. “do you even deserve to be touched by me rather?” he sits in front of you, it’s been literal hours you have been forced to cockwarm the toy. tears prickling into your eyes, you whine out & bite your lip. all of this because you decided to tell ayato that he isn’t deserving of you, that you’d rather be a slut to any man that be his lover. because ayato is selfish, self-centered & narcissistic. and you— almost had enough of it. ‘almost’ until you saw this side of him. the side drenched with cruelty and mania. “yato-“ you cried out, “uh uh uh? what did you say?” you immediately flinched at that statement, correcting your words, “waka sama- i’m sorry, i’m sorry— please!” it felt a little too overwhelming, overbearing, with how he sat next to you, tending to his official matters until he decided it was time to take a break. you almost forgot that ayato loves you, sickeningly, disgustingly but he does… feeling smaller, and smaller. almost insignificant in front of his wrath. “i’m sorry—” you managed to mumble one more time, knowing completely well it was not what he wanted to hear. “i will never go to anybody else,” that got you a change of his look. he was looking at you with softened eyes, almost reconsidering his idea of punishing you any further. scoffing at your statement, his gloved hands removed the toy from your drooling sex, kissing it softly. “good little thing,”

diluc: the wine tycoon of monstadt was already intimidating to everyone. coursing fear and respect through everyone’s veins whether they wanted it or not. all you had to do, to feel the same anxiety from his otherwise warm presence was to go out of dawn winery, and get yourself surrounded by cryo slimes. why would you never understand that you. are not. allowed. to step. the fuck out? diluc didn’t talk to you, he didn’t want to hurt his angel by words, or by actions after he safely protected you. but his aloofness was killing you already. truth be told, diluc was a soft yandere, and you dearly, dearly loved him. leaving you be by your rooms, working his job as the dark knight. and coming back to sleep in a bed that is different from yours was enough to carve little pieces of your heart out into the abyss. you loved him, and you wanted to be loved. the silent treatment was not helping— despite you waking up early and waiting long in the nights to get a chance to talk to him. it just wasn’t working. diluc was not happy… until one day you just couldn’t take it, your silent sobs echoed through his room when he came home one night. immediately rushing towards you and hugging you tenderly. “hey hey hey— why are you crying?” diluc softly cooed, kissing your tears away. “hey- listen, i-” before he could complete, your whines escaped, sounding complaint-laced. “you don’t wanna even talk to me these days! i will never talk to you either fuckkk you!” you were angry at him, but you were leaning into his soft touch. “i love you, i’m sorry— i just, got scared okay? scared that my paranoia might hurt you and became distant..” the whole night, you and diluc got comfortable by sharing silences and sentences that you both needed to hear.

[asirensrage]

Title: Trial By Fire Fandom: Tokyo Revengers Rating: Explicit Pairing: Izana x Unnamed/Undescribed Female OC, Manjiro x Unnamed/Undescribed Female OC Word count: ~1900 Warnings: Dark!fic. Forced Infantalization (treating her like a child, pacifier used) Kidnapping. Swearing. Mention of consensual cheating/being offered to others. Referenced forced identity issues. Implied torture. Implied pseudo-incest. Use of "daddy" and "nii-chan". Unbeta’d. *warnings are not exhaustive* Summary: Sequel to "One More Step". She watches as Kisaki leads a girl to the VIP area where she's been left alone. It's another test. It has to be.

Notes: a sequel to the dark!Izana fic "One More Step". Takes place a while after that one, after the punishments for her attempt to jump off the balcony. I couldn't resist looking in deeper to see what happened after. Originally written for the Challenge Friday: Music Mania. Song: Girl With One Eye by Florence and the Machine.

**HEED THE WARNINGS**

“It’s terrible, isn’t it? That you never learn, do you? No matter how many lessons I teach, you stay as stubborn as a child. Is that how I need to treat you?”  “A child it is then.”

She leans against the railing, looking out at the people below. It’s a large crowd tonight in the Haitani club. Not surprising for a Saturday night, but she can’t help but wonder how many people dancing out there know who owns the place. 

The outfit she’s wearing isn’t scandalous. It’s not out of place at a rave or a night like this, she’s seen worse in Western movie club scenes. Except for the collar around her neck embedded with his symbol and the toy pacifier hanging from a necklace. It looks like part of the outfit, but it’s a reminder of the privilege she’s earned and the cost of her disobedience. 

She shoves the reminder out of her mind. She deserved it. She tried to kill him, tried to leave him in more ways than one and Izana was a part of her. She knows that now. The lessons he put her through, the humiliation, the invite to the others to treat her as he demanded, they’re all burned into her.

Leaving her here is a test. He’s allowing her freedom but she knows the restrictions. The truth is that every guard in this place is ordered to ensure she cannot leave. Even if it looks like she’s alone, she knows better. Most of the men in his gang know who she belongs to.  

An awkward giggle breaks through her thoughts, too close to be heard from the dance floor. She turns to look. A girl is being led in, Kisaki’s hand on her back. He’s looking at her the same way she remembers Izana looking at her: like he sees exactly what he wants, what he can use. She remembers hearing Izana laugh at Kisaki’s rejection, telling her in detail how the man arranged the death of the woman he loved because she didn’t accept his proposal. How lucky she was that he was so generous, wasn’t she?

The girl looks younger than her, barely on the cusp of adulthood. Too young to be drawn into this world, too innocent to understand the danger she’s in. 

What does Kisaki want with her? Does Izana know? Is this another test? There’s no answer. No easy choice to make in this moment. If she doesn’t make the right one, Izana will ensure she never makes another one. 

She swallows tightly, turning away from the crowd and back to the bar to grab another drink. She needs a moment. Izana will be back from wherever Kakucho led him and she’ll be back in his game. Back to pretending to be what he’s demanded. 

She’s given some juice mixture she doesn't even order. It’s in a small glass and her throat tightens as she takes it. He’s ensured she’s still treated like a child even here. She sits down on the couch she previously occupied, sipping at her drink and ignoring the noise around her. At least until Kisaki greets her with a kiss on the cheek and a tug on the pacifier around her neck. 

“Surprised to see you,” he says as he pulls back. “Where’s Izana?”

“With Kakucho,” she answers. It’s either a meeting or they’re fucking. She doesn’t care which. 

“Keep her company until I return.” He orders, nodding to the new girl. She nods and watches as he whispers something in the girl’s ear and sits her down next to her. She takes another sip, waiting until he finally moves away and turns towards the other girl. 

“Hi,” the girl greets, voice slightly softer and higher pitched than her own. “I’m Asahi.” 

Too innocent. 

She gives her own name, taking the chance to look around. “How do you know Kisaki?” 

“We just met!” Asahi says. “I was out with friends and literally ran into him while I was looking for the washroom. Well, actually he comes to my work sometimes but I never expected to see him here. I’m with friends.”

“Where are they?” she asks quickly. Maybe this girl could leave, claim her friends need her and run as fast as she can out of the trap she’s lingering in. 

“Um, at the bar? They encouraged me to take a chance,” Asahi laughs lightly, rubbing a cheek. “My boyfriend broke up with me a few weeks ago. It’s my first time out in a while.” 

She stares at the younger girl. So bright and starry-eyed and unaware of who she walked in with. “You should go,” she says softly. “This isn’t a place for you.” 

The girl frowns slightly, confused. “What?”

She takes a sip of the juice she’s been given and crosses her ankles. “Run. Before he comes back. As fast as you can.” She murmurs it as she keeps the glass at her lips. 

They bounce slightly as someone sits down on the couch on her other side. “Who’s this?” An arm moves to rest on the back of the couch behind her. The voice is familiar and sounds amused. He’s been laughing at her since the beginning, especially at her last punishment. 

“Koko,” she greets softly. “This is Kisaki’s guest, Asahi.”

He leans forward, closer than he should be, and looks at the younger girl. “Cute. You’re definitely his type, though maybe that’s cause you look familiar.”

“I do?” Asahi asks, curious. “I’ve never seen you before.”

“I have expensive taste,” Kokonoi says as if that explains everything. He tilts his face towards her. “You see it, don’t you? Who she looks like?”

“Leave her alone.” 

Kokonoi laughs, leaning back against the couch. “You know I’m right.”

“Are you two together?” Asahi asks, looking between them. 

“Us? No,” Kokonoi reaches forward, lifting the pacifier that hangs on her neck towards her mouth. “Her daddy’s coming, isn’t that right?” 

 She turns her face away, clenching her jaw to keep herself from getting into more trouble. The glare she sends back just makes him laugh again. He lets it fall and settles back into place. 

Asahi shifts, moving to stand to her feet. “I’m gonna go check on my friends. Just see when they’re leaving.”

She breathes a sigh of relief and nods.

“Don’t you have a cell phone?” Kokonoi asks, tone sounding less amused. “You can’t text them?” 

Asahi’s eyes flick to hers, to the way she’s dressed and she steps back. “I’ll be back. Tell Kisaki to wait for me, okay?” 

The heat of Kokonoi’s body is a sharp reminder that she can’t do anything else. She turns her face away and takes another sip of the juice. 

Asahi moves for the stairs and her heart sinks at the way the bodyguards move to block the way. The girl turns back to them, looking confused. “What…what’s happening?”

“Sit down,” Kokonoi orders. “Wait for your man.” 

“He’s not…I need to go to my friends!” Asahi turns back to the bodyguards. “You need to move!” 

She stays silent, staring at the juice in her hand. There’s no point. She tried and failed. Just like every other time. Just like she always does. 

Kokonoi gets up, moving away from her but she stays seated. She can hear Asahi yelling now, crying. She considers going to help, at least redirect the girl to wait for an opening, but she can’t move. Memory digs into her, Izana keeping her in place even without his presence. Her throat tightens and she swallows tightly, trying to keep the regret from eating at her. 

Another weight next to her, replacing Kokonoi’s. She looks over and moves to lean back against the couch as Manjiro takes his place, dropping his head into her lap. She senses Izana before she feels him sit in the spot Asahi held. She leans against him like she knows he wants. 

“A child taking care of a child,” Izana teases as he runs a hand through her hair. “Heard you made a new friend.”

“I met Kisaki’s guest,” she murmurs. “Asahi.” 

“Cute, isn’t she? How long do you think until she starts answering to Hina?” Izana laughs once he says it. 

“A month,” Manjiro answers. He stares up at her and Izana. “Maybe 2.”

“And you?” Izana asks, lips brushing her cheek. “What’s your bet?”

“A year,” she answers instantly before realizing what she’s done. She falls silent, swallowing the regret tightly as she looks over. Kisaki has moved Asahi away from the stairs. The girl is crying now but there’s nothing for her to do. She never should have followed the man. 

 Izana’s hand tilts her face towards him. “You’ve listened well. Seems like someone’s finally learning.” He kisses her, smiling against her lips as she kisses him back. “Such a good girl, aren’t you?” 

“I’m trying,” she admits.

“Of course you are,” Izana says. “I’m leaving with Kakucho. Manjiro will take you home. Take care of him.” She knows what that means. He’s giving her to his brother for the night. Another way to keep them both under control. She’s just surprised he won’t be there for it. 

She opens her mouth, wanting to ask why but before she can, the pacifier hanging from her neck is shoved into her mouth. Izana laughs as she looks down at Manjiro who drops his hand back down. 

“Guess he likes you like that,” Izana says. He leans towards Manjiro. “You want her to call you nii-chan too?” 

The other man stares at him for a moment before he closes his eyes, turning his face toward her stomach. There’s no answer. She hears someone laugh around her and she looks down, forever unused to the humiliation he likes to punish her with. The laugh cuts off as Izana looks at the cause.

She knows better than to drop it out of her mouth without an order to. 

“Be good for Nii-chan,” Izana teases as he presses another kiss to her mouth. “I’m going to…help Kisaki with his new acquisition. Wait for me at Manjiro’s.”

She nods.

Izana brushes the hair off of Manjiro’s face before he gets up. She hears Asahi scream for help but she can’t move. Instead, she runs her fingers through Manjiro’s hair and closes her eyes, trying to ignore the way Kakucho is helping carry Asahi out of the building as Kisaki and Izana follow, the latter offering suggestions on how to break the girl. How he broke her. 

She doesn’t know how long she sits there, listening to the men around her as she continues to play with Manjiros hair. She’ll leave when he wants them to, not a moment sooner. She thought it would be easier to breathe without Izana’s presence so close, but the knowledge that she just helped condemn another girl to this fate sits like lead in her stomach. She should have done more. She should have helped distract the guard and Kokonoi so Asahi could have run for it…but doing so would have broken Izana’s orders and she’s only just starting to pull herself free from the last restriction. She can’t go back to it. She can’t. 

So she stood by and let another woman be dragged into hell because she wanted to escape the guillotine hanging above her. Maybe now Izana would forgive her. Maybe she’d be able to be herself again. 

Bonus:

Manjiro lifts his head off of her lap, drawing her out of her thoughts. He gets up without a word and drags her after him as he leaves the VIP area. He ignores the men who nod toward him or call out their goodbyes in an attempt to make themselves known to the leader of the organization. 

 Someone makes a comment about him taking his baby home. She looks away, trying not to react as her teeth bite on the toy pacifier still in her mouth. She hasn’t let go since Manjiro shoved it in. She knows better. Still, it hurts hearing it. 

Manjiro pauses for a second only to slam his foot into the man’s head before he continues to pull her out. Any disrespect against her was a disrespect against Izana and unless he gave permission, neither he nor any of his men, would stand for it. At least that was something. 

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[igncrxntripley]

their secret weapon pt. 10

synopsis: two hall of famers challenge the judgement day - both in the ring and in their personal lives.

a/n: threw this together to go in tandem with the piece @witcherfromwallachia​ wrote recently! i recommend reading that piece before this so it all makes a little more sense, but since her writing uses a self-inserted character this piece uses y/n if that’s something you’re into. more will come as well about SW’s relationship with edge and beth so look out for that as well!

mentions: fem!reader, poly!judgement day, minor descriptions of violence in the ring, slight anxiety/panic, kayfabe compliant

taglist: @thesithdiaries​ @cassiesgreta​ @roseheartsworld​ @theworldofotps​​ @babybatlover​ @ripleyswhore​ @auburnwrites​ @obl1vionblackhart​ @emogoblin-666​ @hereliespumpkin​ @blxxdshxteyes​ @neptune-lover​ @bunnysmyname​ @i-have-issues-lol​ @ares-athena​ @thatonepansexual2000​ @witcherfromwallachia​ @christinabae​

everything was going considerably well for y/n and the judgement day. finn was getting better every day when it came to not being as harsh on his partners, and his new demeanor had begun to make everyone else in their little family relax as well. they spent more time with one another having fun - something they all had missed out on for quite some time - and they got to show one another why they were all meant to be as a group. things were perfect. 

but someone came and decided to ruin that fun for everyone. and that someone came in the form of edge; a man y/n had looked up to for years, a man who led her through the ins and outs of the industry alongside his wife...the man who started the exact group she was apart of now. not only was edge all of those things, but he seemed to be turning into the man who put y/n in the position to distance herself from her newfound family. 

--- ---

"you're mad because i picked them." y/n noted softly during her backstage conversation with edge. the two stood, hidden amongst sound equipment boxes and tools, as the secret weapon to the judgement day was manipulated by a man she saw as a father figure. 

edge looked down at y/n and shook his head. "no, i’m worried and concerned because they picked you." he said. the look on his face told a slightly different story as the wrinkles around his eyes and mouth tightened in frustration. "last year, shortly after war games if I remember correctly, i swore i was going to end the monster I created." he started in a hushed but tense tone of voice. even with the cameras who had approached them to get this moment in action, hoping to find a hall of famer ripping the shy new girl into pieces, y/n had other plans. 

"so you're putting the weight of your mistake on me because i took an offer from the people who not only my surrogate father picked over me, but also dislocated my shoulder last year at the rumble when she eliminated me." y/n started, standing toe to toe with her hero. “you're upset that while you were gone, someone else took me by the hand and told me that i wasn't the mistake but those above me. you're upset because the force you created to give talent like me a platform came for me despite you turning your back on me from the moment damian intervened at mania. you only seemed to notice me again after the they decided they didn't need you, so finn kicked your ass." 

“watch your tone, kiddo.” edge said, that phrase being one that would normally turn y/n into a puddle of tears. not anymore, though. 

“no.” she spat, acid laced through her tone. “i’m not the same kid you and beth met when i was in NXT. or the same person you walked away from me to make your own little group - a group that you never treated right in the first place.” y/n challenged edge, a smirk tugging up at her lips. “i’m their secret weapon. the fifth member of the judgement day. and i stand on equal ground with four people who love and care about me and my success more than you ever did.”

--- ---

It had been a few weeks since both edge and beth confronted y/n in their own instances backstage. all of her partners knew about her conversations with them, and now it was time to unpack it all with four people who knew how to calm her down more than anything. 

a rare weekend, where all of them got to be home before elimination chamber, was the perfect time for y/n to be with her partners and discuss everything that had been going on. they knew bits and pieces of the conversations with edge and beth, but they hadn’t gotten their girl’s perspective on it yet. they all sat on their big, comfy couch in the living room; y/n in dominik’s lap with her back to his chest, finn with his head in damian’s lap, and rhea shoved against dominik’s side with his arm over her shoulder. the australian busied herself by playing with y/n’s hair, each of then listening intently to her side of the story. 

“i hate this.” y/n mumbled, fidgeting with dominik’s fingers. “i don’t get why he can’t just leave you guys alone. i don’t care if he talks to me like that or if he’s upset with something i did...but he always has to bring you guys into it.” she closed her eyes as rhea’s fingers gently worked at her scalp to help relax her, it being obvious at how much this conversation overwhelmed her. “he’s thinks i did something wrong...but i don’t get what’s wrong about finding my place with people who care about me.”

her last sentence made damian and finn smile, but they both quickly collected their thoughts before finn spoke up. “nothing is probably ever going to make him okay with you doing this, love.” he told her softly, his hand reaching out to rub her thigh over the blanket she was cuddled under. “but it’s not your fault. we promise.” 

damian nodded as his own fingers played with finn’s hair. “anything we did was going to make him upset.” he added softly. “don’t listen to him, princesa. you’re allowed to be your own person.”

y/n nodded, leaning her hand back against dominik’s shoulder and letting him kiss her temple. “i’m not the same kid he met in NXT.” she said quietly. “i’m better than that.” and all of her partners nodded in agreement, because they knew she was right; hell, she probably wouldn’t have gotten there without the four of them. 

rhea offered a small smile to y/n and pushed some hair behind her ear. “damn right you’re better than that.” she chuckled. “and you’re ours. that’s better than anything he could give you.”

all of her partners were right. and the moments like this, when they all were together and exchanging gentle words with one another, reminded y/n why she continued to be with them. it reminded her why she wasn’t just a member of their group...she was their family. and they were hers. 

dominik was the next to speak up as his grip on both girls tightened. “don’t worry about them, baby.” he told her softly. “it’s our one weekend that we get at home. don’t let their ridiculousness worry you this much. we can always deal with it when we go back to work.” y/n knew dom was right; they rarely got to be home anymore, so she was going to enjoy this time with all of her partners together on the couch and not stuck at the airport. 

damian smirked. “i could think of a couple different ways to take your mind off of it.” he teased softly, making y/n playfully roll her eyes and cuddle further into dominik. 

“you do that, i’m going to take a nap.” she teased him, the rest of their partners chuckling and following suit as they held one another on the couch. 

--- ---

monday night raw, two weeks before elimination chamber 2023. 

"the thing is, the thing is- i started the judgement day with the intention of elevating underutilized and recognized talent.” edge said, standing in the ring alongside beth as they spoke about the judgement day. “and i succeeded. every member is miles better than they were a year ago. and well, then there's dom." edge always knew how to get to the crowd and get them on his side; dom was an easy target, but no one in the judgement day found those jokes funny. "now i know, you all would like me to address the elephant in the room but i’ll get back to that in a second…"

what edge and beth didn’t see, was y/n backstage with her partners watching the entire situation unfold. the two people y/n saw as family, as surrogate parents when her own didn’t give her the support she needed, stood in the ring and spat nothing but hatred and sarcasm towards the people she loved; but it was about to get much, much worse. 

“now i am not a man that is used to feeling helpless, but when rhea hit beth with those brass knuckles and held that chair in her hand at extreme rules - i knew what was coming. and i was powerless to stop it. so congrats, judgment day. but also-" the hall of famer stopped suddenly, popping his lips after a moment, "there was someone else ringside during that match, wasn't there, beth?" 

tears filled in y/n’s eyes. she knew where this was going, and that memory alone caused tears to fill in her eyes again. watching someone she viewed as a mother figure, a role model...be beaten helplessly by someone who would eventually turn into her partner? it was a fucked up memory in the deep pits of her head - one that she’d barely been able to unpack with the judgement day - but now she was going to have to be confronted with it all over again. 

“they’re wrong...they’re so wrong for this...” y/n mumbled, her arms crossed and finn standing next to her with his arm around her waist. “they know what they’re doing and they don’t even care.”

“breathe, mi princesa.” damian warned softly, his own eyes still watching the monitor closely. he could feel the anxiety radiating off of y/n, but he wasn’t sure anything he did in the moment was going to make it better. 

edge started back up again, fake hurt all over his face as he spoke. “ i remember a certain NXT superstar being backstage that night.” he said. “i remember that certain NXT star crying inconsolably over beth as people rushed out to help her. i remember one arm around her shoulders, and the other hand nervously stroking my wife's face to make sure both of them were okay. not only that, but i remember wrapping my arms around that young girl once we got backstage to make sure she was okay before going to check on beth.” y/n sniffled and looked down at her feet at the memory, her partners each looking at her with sadness. they knew they caused that moment...they caused that pain. yet they hadn’t talked about it. 

y/n watched as she became nothing more than a plot point for this feud; no longer was she the fifth member of the judgement day, but she was the young girl caught between the two hall of famers and the group that loved her. she hated this. and there was nothing she could do except listen to edge spew utter hatred. 

beth was the next to speak up, her voice breaking y/n down even more. “i’ve spoken with y/n about her recent addition to the judgement day.” she started, the crowd booing once again. “and when i spoke to her, she presented the same story as dominik; feeling betrayed by the people she loved, feeling like there was something better out there for her...and she’s right. there’s always something better.” beth looked into the camera, and y/n could feel that nausea in her stomach once again. “but honey, this isn’t the answer.”

y/n hadn’t even heard anything else said, both over the monitor or by her partners. she didn’t even realize edge had challenged finn and rhea to a match at elimination chamber. damian gave her pointers about the interruption they were about to make, dominik was whispering to her to make sure she could even go out there, and she didn’t hear a single word. her body reacted faster than her mind did, and before she realized it she was following her partners out of gorilla and into the ring. 

--- ---

damian kept a hand on y/n’s lower back the entire time. her rage pumping through her body as she stared down beth and edge sent shockwaves through his own body, and finn and dominik stayed just as close by in case they needed to get her out of the ring. but they also gave her the room to speak up for herself and her partners, even if it resulted in her mentors slightly ridiculing her. she was waiting for the ring to open up and provide her with an escape, but instead she was stuck there in the middle of the arena; all eyes on her, laughing and booing when put up against her mentors who obviously had the leg up on the audience. 

finn accepted the challenge without any hesitation. he called his match at extreme rules against edge ‘child’s play’, knowing that match alone did enough damage to edge and beth alone that anything else would be catastrophic. but edge wasn’t going to allow them to have the last word. “everything i said about you being better is true.” he started with a shrug. “even though you’re better, you still all confuse me. priest, you follow these people around like a lost dog even though you said you didn’t want a leader. y/n has you wrapped around her finger, just like rhea does with dominik. and finn, you’re better than all of this. you’re walking around like a cheap, knockoff version of the finn balor who once ruled this company.” the son of a bitch smirked as he looked at y/n one more time. “none of you really have one another’s backs. y/n, kiddo, they’re going to stab you in the back before you can even count to five.” he warned her, watching the young superstar’s face fill with anger. 

eventually she lost it as they all bickered with one another. the last straw, was the last time edge brought her name up into the conversation and used her as a plot point for his own vendetta against the judgement day. her manicured fingers snatched the microphone from dominik, and she finally let herself speak up. “enough! enough, all of you! stop it!” she practically begged. “tear me apart all you want, i don’t care.” she turned to beth and edge. “but as soon as you two drag me into your issues with them, then i’m going to say something. keep my name out of your mouth, or rhea won’t be the only one with brass knuckles and a chair.” she said, beth and edge both laughing at her once again. 

“y/n, honey,” beth started as she smirked. “back up and let the adults talk, yeah?” she knew exactly how to get under y/n’s skin. 

damian rested a warning hand around y/n’s arm, gently coaxing her to let go of the microphone and pushing her body behind his. “easy, amor.” he whispered, his own eyes watching beth and edge carefully.

edge laughed at the judgement day as they stood in front of him, y/n slowly falling apart and the others trying to make sure she didn’t do something rash. “you wanted to play with the big kids, kiddo.” he said, smirking as she clung to damian’s arm to ground herself and stay calm. “grass isn’t so green on the other side, is it?”

those words made her see red, and before she knew it chaos broke out in the ring. everyone was throwing their hands at each other, damian ending up outside of the ring at one point and y/n by his side. she didn’t want to get involved in anything else that was going on, but needed to make sure her partners were okay. “damian?” she asked softly, but he was quick to calm her down through his own pain. 

“i’m okay, mi amor.” he said, groaning as he held his back in pain. “get out of here before-”

before he could even finish his sentence, y/n locked eyes with finn who was hunched in a corner. he was in direct line of edge, who stood across from him and clearly had every intention of delivering a spear. but y/n wasn’t going to let that happen. she’d proved her loyalty before, and she was going to do it again. 

y/n hopped back up into the ring and used all of her weight to push finn aside. edge was already running full speed ahead in hopes of getting to finn, but instead his body collided with hers so hard that not only did she have the impact from the spear, but she felt the impact of the ring post to the back of her head. she crumbled to the mat with one hand to her back and the other holding her torso; a loud whimper filled with pain left her lips, all of the air knocked out of her body, and it felt like the deepest of breaths couldn’t fill her lungs. 

edge looked at her in horror as she writhed in pain. he couldn’t even believe what he’d done - something he never would have hoped to do, he did because she didn’t want finn to get hurt. “honey, i-” he started, reaching a hand out to touch her and make sure she was okay. but as soon as edge’s hand touched y/n’s arm, she scrambled away from a man she once looked up to out of fear. 

if looks could kill, the judgement day would’ve ended edge right then and there. 

finn’s face turned red in rage, pulling y/n closer to him before passing her body to damian. “get her out of here. now.” he said, already standing up and going right back to where edge was standing. “you think this is a game? huh?” he yelled at the hall of famer. 

while finn continued getting physical with edge, damian had picked y/n’s body up in his arms and started walking back up the ramp. “i know, princesa. i’m so sorry.” he said in her ear, letting her groan and occasionally wheeze in pain. 

y/n gripped at his jacket and hid in his neck. the thoughts that ran through her mind were absolutely all over the place, but the pain in her body overpowered everything else. she couldn’t even find the words to say as she drifted in and out of semi-consciousness from the pain in her head. 

damian rushed backstage as an official led him into the medical area. he wasn’t taking any chances with how hard y/n hit her head, so he sat her down on one of the benches and held her face with his cheeks. “baby, hey y/n, look at me.” he said softly, trying to get her still slightly frantic, but mostly absent gaze to meet his. “you’re okay, i promise.”

y/n wondered why damian looked so...blurry; almost like her brain had photoshopped or edited him to look smoother than before. “edge did that to me...?” she mumbled, pieces of what happened being burned into her memory for the worst or for the better. this wasn’t the same man who would show her how to put someone in a submission hold when she’d just barely started her wrestling career, or who taught her the proper way to tape her wrists before going into a match. this edge was...he was different. he could’ve stopped himself when he noticed y/n get in the way of the spear but he didn’t; he let himself hurt her, and now he was going to deal with his consequences. 

damian let out a soft sigh and frowned as a medic began to examine y/n. “my head hurts.” she told him softly, her eyes closing as her head started to feel heavy on her shoulders. y/n leaned forward to rest her forehead on damian’s shoulder, but he was quick about sitting her back up straight. 

“i know it does, hermosa.” damian told her softly, making sure she stayed upright. “i just need you to stay still...” it wasn’t long before he heard the rushed footsteps of finn and dom enter the medical room, both of them out of breath and their clothes a disheveled mess from the brawl that occurred in the ring. 

“oh god, baby!”

“chica, are you okay?”

“y/n, we’re so sorry!”

the rushed voices of all three men in the room was enough to overwhelm both y/n and the medic working with her to assess the damage edge did in the ring. “fuck, guys! too much!” y/n winced, as her head throbbed in pain. 

the medic looked at damian, finn, and dominik with a gentle shake of her head. “i’m sorry but i need you guys to step out for a second.” she said, moving to lead all three men out of the room. of course they all tried to stay - none of them wanted to leave y/n alone after what happened. but before they knew it they were stood out in the hallway and staring at a closed medical room door. 

--- ---

the backstage aftermath was anything but calm after the judgement day’s segment with edge and beth. the match for elimination chamber was confirmed, and everyone knew it was going to be an absolute bloodbath because of what happened in the ring. this was anything but settled, and now they each had to deal with their own aftermath and emotions. 

edge paced nervously in his own dressing room with beth after he’d come to terms with what he’d done. he couldn’t even go see y/n to apologize; he was stuck in his own thoughts, replaying the moment his body slammed hers against the ringpost and he could do nothing but watch her moan and writhe in pain. beth was just as overwhelmed, and she was doing her best to talk edge down from his current state. “adam, we need to take a deep breathe and calm down.” 

“calm down?” he said, looking to his wife with panicked eyes. “i can’t calm down, beth. not after what i just did out there. i-i didn’t even realize she pushed finn out of the way. damnit, beth! she’s too involved with them that she’s taking their hits for them now?” he asked, a stressed hand running through his hair. 

beth shook her head. “honey, you couldn’t have controlled what she did.” she said softly. “she’s an adult, whether you want to acknowledge that or not, and she’s going to make her own decisions. y/n’s the one who has to live with what she did, not you.”

edge sat down on the couch and nervously bounced his leg. the lines on his face creased with tension as he gritted his teeth, looking up at his wife. “we have to do something.” he mumbled. “she’s in too deep with them...she thinks this is good for her but they’re only turning her against people who have been there longer than anyone else. y/n is throwing her relationships with everyone down the drain, including us.” he let out a soft sigh as he came to terms with what his next steps were. 

“we have no choice, beth.” he said softly. “we need to get her away from them and end the judgement day once and for all.”

[suiseisyojo]

Hi! I read your love potion HC and it was so beautiful ❤️

Can I request the same but for Jamil, Rook, Leona and Azul? (If it's too much, you can dismiss the last two)

Thanks a lot for writing such amazing things, it makes me happy to read them, I wish you a good day 👋

a/n: hii thank you so, so much! i just did jamil and rook for this part, but i'll definitely keep leona and azul in mind next time~ ♪ i had a lot of fun writing this, i hope you enjoy!

「jamil viper, rook hunt x gn!reader」 ↳ in which you accidentally drink a love potion and fall for the one who’s always harbored unrequited feelings for you. [part 1 here]cw: angst, suggestive themes (all), reader is based off rajah (jamil)

[jamil viper]

Kalim had been extremely protective over you since childhood—treating you like a little sibling, considering you one of his most important treasures. And because of this, Jamil knew early-on that he could never pursue his feelings for you. It'd be an unforgivable crime if he and you dated.

Yet, even so, he couldn't stop himself from loving you. You were more meek than Kalim ever was, the type who could go along with the flow but needed downtime and preferred a more steady, quiet afternoon. The two of you were similar that way, and you were always attuned to his feelings. You noticed his mood shifts before he could even recognize them, for example; or you knew that he'd rather have more curry on his plate than anything so you'd share yours with him.

When Jamil heard you'd drinken a love potion, panic suffused through the fissures of his body. You never, ever were suppose to eat or drink something so readily from someone else without him—the appointed poison-tester—doing so first! What were you thinking?!

"Jamil, I just want to be with you. Can we go someplace to be alone?" you asked him pleadingly, evoking shock in both Kalim and himself. It appeared that he was the one you fell for, and you were being utterly stubborn over this. You even went as far as to swipe at Kalim when he tried to interfere and get you to go with him⋯ how troublesome. But the two of them decided it was best to follow your whims, both of them doting on you as usual.

Right now, you were so docile next to him; rubbing your cheek against his arm, selflessly conceding your affections and warmth to him as you nestled up close. It was everything Jamil had coveted—from since a long, long time ago.

Jamil was accustomed to looking after Kalim, and by extension, you, who constantly got whisked away in the aforementioned prince’s mania, and chaos was deeply integrated into his daily life. So, having you cuddling into him with a lovesick, dopey grin was a needed respite. All you were doing was showering him in your tenderness, a soft yet desperate aura emanating from your being.

“It’d be nice if you could be this obedient all the time. Heh, just kidding.”

Not once did Jamil ever have any intention of controlling you, even if he’d wished to do so. Receiving your love and praise bristled exaltation over his nerves in short, feverish bursts. Yet it was simultaneously being smothered as the thoughts of his master rolled over his thoughts.

Kalim was patently disappointed that you’d chosen to spend time with Jamil alone and not him as your self-appointed older brother. As a result, even now, Jamil was considering yours and Kalim’s feelings before his own. There’s no way the entirety of Jamil’s being wasn’t sweltering with the desire to sweep you up into his arms and kiss you—despite that, he’s not going to. He can’t.

Just as that familiar, ineradicable ache crossed his heart, Jamil felt you fluidly setting your legs astride his as you straddled him on the couch. You pressed your chest against his, the hum and vibration of your jittery lungs similar to a cat’s purr, and it shook Jamil’s body along with you.

Your arms twined his neck, fingernails scraping lightly at the nape of his neck. “What are you doing? Get off,” Jamil instructed you, hands seizing your waist and feeling how you innately scorched underneath his fingers. “⋯ You don’t want to? Listen, I wasn’t asking you to.”

Jamil watched as your lips twisted into a pout, clearly displeased with his refusal, and he felt your hands grasping at his vest; then his hoodie, anywhere you could. “Still into that habit of tugging on my clothes when you want something, huh?” he sighed, only to have his heart plummet into his stomach at the sensation of your hands dipping lower, past his navel. “⋯!! Where do you think you’re touching?!”

In a swift, hurried movement, Jamil gripped your frame and lifted you up before slamming you back down onto the couch to pin you there underneath him. Hovering above you with his chest heaving, cheeks burning with an accumulation of embarrassment and ire, he glared.

“You’ll regret this, you know,” Jamil began, stuttering breaths oozing his deteriorating restraint, “I’ve always wanted you. But as a member of the Viper Clan, I could never act this way towards someone the Asim Family considers precious. You understand, right?”

As your hand came up to cup his cheek, the final grains of sand descended to the bottom of the hourglass. “I shouldn’t worry about that, huh? Well, maybe you’re right. For now, let’s start with kisses⋯ if you’re good, I don’t mind giving you something more.” 

[rook hunt]

It was a known fact that Rook had a capricious heart; even he said so himself. He was always becoming enraptured by the boundless beauty of the world around him, leading him astray from monopolizing one certain thing. That was, until, he laid eyes on you. Everything retained their everlasting beauty, yet he found himself believing you were unparalleled. It was different for him, but it wasn't as pure of love as some might think it to be.

No, Rook only had pure, unadulterated love for the things around him. Not you.

Seeing something running away from him only makes him want to chase it, he was always telling you. And so, that's what he did. Stalking and following after you, memorizing every little detail there was to know about you. Rook was still insatiable, it was never, ever enough.

He knew the potion you drank was potent, judging from how receptive you were to him and the hearts fluttering off your lashes. Rook didn't mean to hide from you the way he did, he simply wanted to observe you at first; see the way you acted as you went for love. "Rook-san, where are you? I have something very important to tell you! I might die if I don't!" A laugh fell from his lips at your cuteness—until your foot slipped when you were going down the stairs⋯!

“You were so greedy for my attention, you wound up lightly spraining your ankle searching the campus for me, mon petit chou. That won’t do, you can’t run away like a proper prey now, can you?” Rook’s voice radiated dejection, yet you felt in your chest that it was modulated to sound that way. “Or perhaps, you were hoping to be completely trapped by me?”

Seated on the bed in the infirmary, Rook sat at your feet; delicately tracing his fingers over the lurid bruise blossoming as he held onto your sole and bandaged it up for you. There was a simper curved on his lips, as if he was calculating every step of this.

It was wrong of him, but your desperate and persistent efforts to find him only made him fall for you even deeper. You were absolutely breathtaking in love, how could he resist?

As he finishes tying your bandages up nice and tautly, Rook’s lips press careful yet alluring kisses over your foot—smirking against you as he espies the goosebumps rising to your heated skin. “Très bien! That expression is quite beautiful,” Rook chuckled jubilantly, “Won’t you let me see more?”

Rook could hear the tantalizing, yet subtle change in your breathing as he glimpsed up at you with a seductive gleam in his eyes. He’d be dishoring his code as a hunter if he didn’t gluttonize you⋯ or so he told himself, too charmed with your essence bared to him.

Beginning to leave kisses up along your leg, Rook brought his mouth along every inch of you until he’d climbed up onto the bed with you and had you instinctively bucking into him. He shook his head, clicking his tongue, “Non non, mon petit chou, you shouldn’t be moving around so much. Lay back, I’ll take care of you.”

You gulped as you did as you were told, flopping your head onto the pillow in sync with Rook gently lifting your legs over his waist. Your dizzy, yearning countenance was delicious—and he was going to drive you further into the throes of pleasure.

“Did you know? When you're tainted, you become a darker color, unable to return to pure white. There’s beauty in this sort of madness, too.”

[arthur-lesters-tummy]

had some fic ideas for AUs of parts 21-23 but I just can't write them so I'll share them here.

version 1: (semi dark!)Arthur doesn't tell Yellow anything about John or the King in Yellow. Pretends to have no idea as to what happened. Lets Yellow think he's manipulating Arthur when really Arthur is coaching him to become his protege, to make Yellow trust him and be interested in the poetry John liked. A misguided attempt to create a Better John who doesn't have baggage.

Their relationship goes better in this au, with Yellow giving Arthur a heads up about not showing his money to the bartender or making him drink. But Arthur fucks up when he threatens to kill Larson and Yellow is like "who tf are you actually? that threat was far too quick to come from a normal person". John doesn't come back in this au. Arthur still doesn't tell Yellow the truth, kills Uncle, and Yellow refuses to trust Arthur and is a little scared of him.

version 2: (dark!)Arthur lies and says Yellow is the God of Art and Mania, Arthur tells him he went rouge and that being trapped in Arthur is his punishment. Yellow needs to be convinced bc he remembers things from before he went to the dark world. Arthur is just full on abusive because he's treating this fragment like it's the King, and crushes Yellow’s pride/ego.

When Arthur threatens to kill Larson, Yellow thinks his otherworldly influence made Arthur go crazy and blames himself for Arthur's outburst. Arthur uses this against him. John comes back -all 3 in the same mind - and is horrified at what Arthur did to Yellow. John and Yellow treat each other like brothers, united against Arthur and take over his body.  

version 3: a more lighthearted au in which Yellow remembers being the King in Yellow but doesn't tell Arthur. He wants to understand why this human doesn't see John as a monster or as someone deserving punishment. He asks about John, how he could act like him, though Arthur tells him he's his own person now. They have discussions about Yellow's self loathing and why changing behaviours/attitudes is worth the effort, again their relationship is better than in the original.

just before Larson throws them into the mines, Yellow reveals he remembers being the King and that the fact Arthur likes him means he likes the King, and that he really is mad. John comes back and Arthur is like. we need to find out why the King wanted to leave the Dreamlands I think he might be a good guy deep down. John says it's bullshit but Arthur goes on to have a few existential crises about how he feels towards the King now

[vickyvicarious]

His attitude to me was the same as that to the attendant; in his sublime self-feeling the difference between myself and attendant seemed to him as nothing. It looks like religious mania, and he will soon think that he himself is God. These infinitesimal distinctions between man and man are too paltry for an Omnipotent Being. How these madmen give themselves away! The real God taketh heed lest a sparrow fall; but the God created from human vanity sees no difference between an eagle and a sparrow. Oh, if men only knew!

Seward: Renfield actually dares to treat me the same as he did the attendant. Who does he think he is, God?

Seward: ....he totally is going to think he's God any minute now. There's no other explanation. After all, sure, the real God cares about sparrows but hello, I'm an eagle. Not all birds are the same to just dismiss like this.

"I am here to do Your bidding, Master. I am Your slave, and You will reward me, for I shall be faithful. I have worshipped You long and afar off. Now that You are near, I await Your commands, and You will not pass me by, will You, dear Master, in Your distribution of good things?" He is a selfish old beggar anyhow. He thinks of the loaves and fishes even when he believes he is in a Real Presence. His manias make a startling combination.

Seward: Hmph! I always knew he was selfish and just wanted things out of people. Even when he thinks he's next to God, he just tries to get things from people. What, are the spiders I give him not enough anymore?

...I joke but seriously. His feelings are hurt and he's lashing out. And also, look at how quick he's jumping to conclusions in doing so. He immediately assumes Renfield is going to think himself God. Later, when that seems proven false by Renfield appealing to some kind of higher presence at the chapel door, Seward doesn't remark on that at all. Instead, he grumbles about his behavior in a very put-out way. He started the entry trying to engage Renfield on the subject of his pets (which Seward generously allows him to keep, some of which Renfield has previously wheedled and pleaded to get from him with lots of deference) and is shut down, so his complaints on this line in particular definitely feel like they're stemming from a sense of rejection. And of course, Renfield running away is a pretty clear 'rejection' also.

It doesn't feel like a coincidence that this entry also includes these lines:

I am weary to-night and low in spirits. I cannot but think of Lucy, and how different things might have been.

Seward is lonely, and in the past he's sought to distract himself from that in work. He's sought social fulfillment of a sort with Renfield. When Renfield rejects him, he sinks into a depressed mood and has to make a very deliberate effort to resist self-medicating. His sleep schedule is all screwed up. And his reason for not indulging isn't even so much out of wanting to be more healthy himself than it is due to this pedestal he's put Lucy on. He doesn't want to associate her with the drugs he wants to take, and since he's been unable to stop thinking about her after this new rejection, he chooses not to take it.

He's a mess.

[total-drama-brainrot]

Total Drama AU/Headcanon: Where everything is the same, except Noah is just as crazy/insane as Izzy and Eva, but he's much better at hiding it (with a sarcastic calm personality) ... Only Izzy, Eva and Owen know his true unhinged colors (and that's why they get along with him so well) .../// Duncan briefly saw it during the Total Drama Island Special Finale, when Duncan grabbed Noah's leg, but Noah escaped, and we didn't see HOW Noah escaped... In this AU, Noah bit Duncan's hand then gave Duncan a silent psychotic grin, which shocked Duncan and gave Noah time to escape (Noah basically pretending the bite and grin never happened) ... In TDWT, imagine if Alejandro ever found out that the sanest one on his Team is only PRETENDING to be sane! 😅

I've seen that one Scary!Noah AU floating about in the main tag lately, and I love the concept. There's so much that could be done with having someone like Noah (scarily smart, mostly motivated by either spite or The Bit, nerfed by his own laziness/apathy/hubris) have the added bonus of Going Apeshit sometimes. Either as a treat to himself, or as the natural consequence of his hidden nature.

It's like that "Izzy Isn't Crazy" theory, but in reverse. "Noah Is Crazy, He's Just Good At Masking".

In this AU, he and Izzy would get on like a house on fire.

Like recognises like, after all; Izzy would clock him as just as unhinged as herself at their first meeting, and probably confront him about his 'game plan' at the first chance she could (maybe that's why she was so quick to swap with Katie? A bid to get herself on the same team as Noah?). Noah would try to deny it at first, because he's supposed to be the 'lazy genius'- slipping from his allotted persona this soon into the competition would jeopardise his strategy!- but Izzy would reassure him that she can practically smell the crazy on him.

He'd live up to his title as 'The Schemer', by means of plotting pranks and other such events with Izzy. She'd use her status as the overt crazy girl to pull them off, and Noah would either help behind the scenes to abate his hunger for chaos, or live vicariously through Izzy's blatant mania whilst revelling in the fact that their plan(s) play out perfectly every time. Imagine how much better Izzy's bear suit prank would've been with a man on the inside- and now imagine how much better it would've been if Noah pretended to get eaten/mauled by bear!Izzy (using smuggled ketchup packets and A Lot Of Screaming to convince the Gophers of his demise)! (He'd play off the incident by blaming the whole thing on Izzy- saying she was the one who used the ketchup, and his screaming was just him being Rightfully Terrified of being eaten. Gotta keep up the charade!)

No one would suspect him either! Who would ever assume that slothful, apathetic Noah who complains about the trials and tribulations of 'hard work', 'effort' and 'physical activity' could be a friend and an accomplice to the unstoppable force of nature that is Izzy? He's always too busy shoving his nose into his book to ever consider befriending the crazy girl, there's no way Noah would even tolerate her! (/s)

I think he'd eventually reveal his true colours to Team E-scope plus Owen once their friendship is cemented off-screen. Noah isn't the trusting type (I'd clarify, but I'd end up writing a whole unrelated essay- maybe another time) and he's habitually secretive- his non-answers in the WT Character Interview and his Sierra-given title of "The Man of Mystery" attest to this- so he'd need to know that his friends are really his friends before letting himself be vulnerable/transparent with them, since any 'friendships' made on Total Drama always run the risk of being a ploy/fake. It is a social game, after all.

As for the Duncan Incident. Having Noah bite people is going to turn into a running gag for me at this point, because it's so fucking hilarious to imagine him in a scenario where he's forced/pressured into violence and immediately starts chomping down on someone. This weasel boy wasn't built for punches and kicks but On God can he use those pearly whites to cause some damage. (The human jaw has a surprisingly strong bite force. Noah absolutely knows this.)

I'd also like to suggest that Noah rips himself out of his cargo shorts after biting Duncan, leaving the punk with a bleeding handful of nerd shorts and an open wound for his troubles. He'd already let go of Noah by that point too; it's hard to maintain your grip on anything when you've got a manic bookworm tearing away at the tendons in your hands. So he's just sat there, terrified and concerned, nursing the throbbing, sluggishly bleeding bitemark on his hand and wondering how Noah managed to contort his usually stoic facial features into a grin so wild and feral.

And Noah races back to Izzy and Eva, face and teeth splattered in Duncan's blood, sans cargo shorts. Neither of them question it; Izzy has an idea of what he's done, since Noah's smugness levels have risen at least three tiers and he's smiling almost contentedly to himself, and Eva has learned how to Mind Her Own Business when it comes to Izzy and Noah's eccentricities (though she often shoots inquisitive looks towards Noah's red-painted face).

Then in World Tour? Alejandro is suffering. Noah's the only person on his team who isn't lacking braincells and/or completely unhinged (or so he thinks), and as such he's the latino's only lifeline to sanity on the forsaken jet. So when Duncan returns in London and seems scared of the harmless bookworm? That's concerning.

Assuming that Noah's a wee bit more savvy in this AU thanks to his subterfuge experience in Island, he probably wouldn't be as outwardly apparent in his distrust of Alejandro during the challenge- either that, or he'd be enjoying torturing Tyler too much to think about how much of an eel Alejandro is. So Alejandro wouldn't have any reason to want to eliminate him, if anything he'd be motivated to keep him around, if only to act as a buffer between himself and the idiocy of Team Chris.

Duncan's re-introduction and allocation to the team would be Alejandro's first inkling into the fact that Noah is more than he seems. When the delinquent is ushered to stand next to Alejandro and Noah, his pupils contract into pinpricks or terror, and his attention flickers between the aloof cynic to his side and an oval-shaped scar on his hand. The cynic shoots Duncan a friendly smile (Alejandro ignores how the smile doesn't quite reach Noah's eyes) and the punk turns sheet white.

Alejandro doesn't know what to make of it.

[benis-chillin]

IDW's Fang the Hunter and the failure of Neo-Classic Sonic

(In case you're stupid, this is an opinion piece made for discussion)

Greetings, boys and goyles. I'm Benis, otherwise known as Benis Chillin, Sonic lore enthusiast and fanfic writer. I say the latter part because I want people to know that I'm well aware that many of my criticisms are based in the fact that I'm a writer, and unlike most people, I try to run more by objective canon than my whims. I explain it more here.

And per those standards…The current state of Classic Sonic SUCKS.

Now, I am a Modern Sonic fan through and through. I LIKED the 4 main Classic games when I played through them, but Sonic Adventure was the one that truly hooked me in. The world established by that game, and the ones that followed, just have my interest more, and I would prefer things be made in service to THAT.

However, to the greater detriment of society, Sonic Generations happened, and Classic Sonic was reestablished as part of the brand after years of Modern Sonic being THE face of everything, with even collections of Classic games using Modern Sonic artwork. And with the environment of the internet in the 2010's, it's no surprise that they decided to let Classic be its own sort of "brand" with Sonic Mania(bleh)and Forces(less bleh).

But they had a fun spin on it: A split timeline.

As explained above, Classic Sonic was given his own little mini-continuity to run around in, which is actually a brilliant idea, from a brand perspective. Original Classic Sonic had the creative freedom to do whatever the heck he wanted to, since he was the main Sonic. However, new Classic material, or Neo-Classic material, as I shall now refer to it, if left in the main timeline, inherently has the “prequel” problem where things HAVE to have some kind of hook for it to really be worth having another branch of the brand available. I wouldn’t say EVERY brand has this problem, but even the most masterful uses of that format have to deal with the fact that the future is predetermined, and Neo-Classic Sonic material just does not have the leg room to work around that problem.

So, split the timeline, and just do whatever with it. It’s an AU, go nuts! Let a part of the brand reset and grow in a different way for that audience who isn’t into that Modern stuff!

And we had a promising enough start with the 30th anniversary comics! Full of interesting returns that you didn’t really see in the mainline books. Heck, we got an actual look at the design of Metal Knuckles, that was pretty rad!

Bark, Bean, and Fang also had an appearance that made their old Archie team somewhat canon, after they only appeared as illusions in Mania.  Sure, these characters were neat in the Archie comics, but getting a proper form of that in a continuity free of that Satam Stank was nice. This particular comic being a separate thing from my main love, while not diving into the weird stuff that would turn me off from it, inherently made the comic more interesting, even though I’m not much of a Classic Sonic fan.

And so this sentiment continued through the next specials, but something else began to shift on Sega’s side. The dumbassery of single timeline was stated to be the new status quo, and they started acting as such with new Sonic material.

Sonic Superstars came out, too, and my feelings on that are known. Now, after his appearance in the comics had been a bit of a treat, even if you didn't like him, Fang was in an official Sonic game again, with 3D renders to boot!

...But he was still the same jackass with barely any personality that he was before. Because Superstars was TRYING to be like 3&K with its storytelling, while lacking basically every element that made 3&K's storytelling work. Combine the lackluster story and music, both of which were caused by the idea of it being a Neo-Classic game, with the fact that the graphics were 3D, and now the question is being raised of, "Why wasn't this just a Modern Sonic game?" 

Cause from an outsider's perspective, it being a Neo-Classic game only served to hold it back in a ton of ways!

For example, the character of Trip. She seems well liked in the Sonic fanbase, but Sega's kinda funky with how they handle characters being both Classic and Modern. Sonic, Tails, Knuckles, Amy, Eggman, and Metal Sonic seem to be allowed to exist in both parts of the brand, but that's it. 

Knuckles Chaotix is said to be canon, but the Classic Chaotix are unlikely to appear anytime soon since Sonic Heroes soft-rebooted them. Mecha Sonic was allowed to appear in the Modern "Scrapnik Island" mini-series, but I suspect it's seen by Sega as a "modern reboot" rather than a character being allowed to co-exist between the two brands again. Heck, they didn't even have the guts to show the Classic versions of the characters during the flashbacks, even though logically, they were still referencing 3&K.

 So will Trip be allowed to appear in any meaningful way in the future? Probably not, the way things have been going.

So, if all Classic characters can only appear in Neo-Classic material, then the Neo-Classic material has to be as good as it can be, right?

Well, that's where the Fang mini comes in.

Written by Ian Flynn, who has very much been showing how utterly stretched he is across so many Sonic projects lately(even if I would still regard him as a fairly decent writer, just...Has his limits), the Fang mini is the epitome of BORING! 

The basic story is that Fang and his gang are seeking out, "The eighth Chaos Emerald," visit a few people who tell him it doesn't exist, and then Eggman sends him to deal with the Hardboiled Heavies going rogue.

Along the way, Fang is just randomly a dick to his friends, and they end up abandoning his ass at the end because this comic is, for some reason, a direct prequel to Sonic Superstars, and we apparently needed an explanation of why they weren't there?

If my summary didn't sound that bad to you, it's because you don't have to go through the grueling wait that being an IDW Sonic fan entails.

Seriously, the wait between issues of IDW Sonic has become a real problem the past few years. Ever since the Metal Virus ended, the main book has had a massive problem with pacing. 

And sure, there are arcs and ideas I like there, I AM a fan, but not a lot HAPPENS in each issue compared to earlier in the book's run. Even re-reading them, the pace is oddly slow for a book about a fast character, and the issue especially persists here...On top of the main book being paused for a bit so THIS shit could come out.

(Current arc is doing better, though, so hope they keep that up)

Issues 1&2 are wasted with Fang harassing Sonic and Knuckles for a bit that, guess what? Goes nowhere! And then we briefly divert to Fang and co. in a watery old Eggbase so Eggman can capture them and actually get the plot going…3 issues into a 4-issue mini! Then, we finally get to the main event, where all will be revealed! And…

It's the Warp Topaz from the main book. The Hardboiled Heavies found it in a cave, where nobody ELSE knew it was, so it can't be the source of the 8th Chaos Emerald rumors.

Like I told ya, that went NOWHERE!

So they fight the bland-as-shit Heavies, Fang adds the Warp Topaz to his hover bike thing, and the airship is wrecked, leaving Sonic and Tails to have no idea what just happened, their involvement being a complete wash.

And our story ends with Bark and Bean rocketing off in little hovercars that just raise the question of why they didn't use those when Fang threatened to kick them off in Issue 2, since he has no say in whether or not they launch.

I actually managed to ask Ian Flynn about this on the Bumblekast, and this was his response:

Worth noting that the final issue has an additional editor that didn't work on the previous issues. Not saying EVERYONE'S blameless in this, but if I had to choose a weak point…

This mini-series encapsulates every little issue the Neo-Classic line has had since they officially eschewed split timeline.

 It feels the need to go out of its way to explain shit that doesn’t matter, like where Bark and Bean were during Superstars, Fang having the Warp Topaz, but not using it during Superstars creates a gaping plot hole that will not wash away, and it not going away at the end brings up a lot of timeline issues that I can only hope that Knuckles special resolves! 

In fact, why didn’t HE get the mini!?

Even in his Classic state, Knuckles has a LOT more to carry a story with! From the secrets of his island, to the mysteries of his people(which Adventure and the Frontiers promo animation hinted at), to even just doing his own treasure hunts! Heck, you could even pin him against both Fang’s crew and the HBH, and you’ve got enough of a banger to hold 4 action-packed issues right there! 

But no! Instead, we get a book that seems written to depend on the personalities of the protagonists…When said protagonists barely have any personality.

Like, let’s consider Team Chaotix from Sonic Heroes ALONE. Vector is the loud, bombastic leader with a love of music, and true detective skills, as showcased by him figuring out that their employer was Eggman on his own by Rail Canyon. Espio is the disciplined, if a bit full of himself, ninja, taking down the bad guys with stealth and precision, while also being somewhat melodramatic. And Charmy is the excitable ADHD kid of the group who may occasionally want to go off-track and play around in the giant casino area.

These characters are simple, yet so full of personality that you immediately like them(unless you’re a 2010’s YouTuber). THESE guys can hold a narrative.

By comparison, what do Fang’s gang have after 3 comic appearances and Sonic Superstars?

Fang is a hired goon who has goons, Bean is “funny” bomb man, and Bark is the silent strong guy with a soft spot.

That is really it.

And this was FINE back when they were still in “Sega forgot us” territory. Being obscure oddities that we would rarely get in stories actually did a lot of heavy lifting for their more limited personalities. Despite what the current writers seem to feel about such limits, judging by Silver and Blaze's current "vacations" in the main book, characters being rarer can actually endear you to them.

But now, these guys aren't really that rare. In fact, I’d say they’re about equal to Team Chaotix in terms of mass media exposure within the past 5 years, and they’re considerably lacking in comparison. 

Hell, even compared to the characters created RECENTLY in IDW and the Modern games, they're pretty lackluster. Yet I'm supposed to care about these assholes just as much as those guys?

Which, really, is how ALL of the Neo-Classic media feels these days.

Look, I get that Neo-Classic Sonic media doesn’t want to step on the toes of Modern Sonic. I do. But I really think it needs a good shake-up.

Quit treating it like it’s this special thing, because it isn’t anymore. Find a more solid identity for this branch of Sonic if you want it to survive, cause THIS doesn’t cut it anymore.

AND ACKNOWLEDGE THAT TIMELINE SPLIT ESTABLISHED IN A MAINLINE GAME, DAMNIT! THERE’S A STORY IN UNDOING THAT! TELL IT, OR I WILL!

[tacorerooster]

Long Thread Shadow and Amy Rose. So with Sonic Movie 3 continuing the trend of Sega (or at the very less Sega of America) not giving a shit about Amy Rose, I’m gonna list all the shit she SHOULD HAVE BEEN IN, but was left out of

First off Every 90’s Dic Animated Cartoon (SatAM, AoStH and Underground), Amy around during each one of those productions yet she doesn’t show up, yet Tails and Knuckles both do, even tho A. She came out the same year as Tails and B. Showed up BEFORE Knuckles

Next would-be classic games collections minus Gems & Origins. Amy & her debut game Sonic CD for a long time was excluded from many of the Classic Collections, like Sonic Mega Collection, the DS collection & the Sonic's “Ultimate” Genesis Collection which had Archie & Spinball

Then we get to the modern era and oh boy this is fun. She’s in the 1st Sonic adventure as a playable character, all be it a Slow Character but still relevant, In SA2 she is not playable but has plot relevance, which I will get to later when talking about Movie 3

From there you have Heroes, Shadow, & 06. In Heroes she is a speed type like Sonic & Shadow, but can’t do ring dash or wall jumps & as many fans make clear she has the least popular group. Thank you, Shadow, for being So popular & taking Rouge from being apart of OG team Rose.

In Shadows game she is in 1 level & a cut scene at the end, even tho AMY was who got Shadow to be himself, Shadow Fans forget this. Tails & Knux who he has no history with get many. Heck Maria & Omega get more then Amy, despite being flat characters that exist to prop up Shadow

Next up 06, same before she in 1 level but gets 1 extra mission in the hub world. Whereas Shadow gets himself a whole campaign + vehicles, + his side characters get cooler gameplay than Amy. What does Amy get? Will she’s not long fast & for some reason can turn invisible. Clearly one of them got more attention during development. It also didn’t help Amy’s status as a love interest with Elise being there.

Now for the handheld games and it somehow gets worse for her. Dimps, the developers behind the Sonic Advance Trilogy + the Sonic rush Trilogy DID NOT LIKE AMY AT ALL! She gets to be the slow gimmick character in 1 & is not part of 2 but instead the hidden unlock you get the emeralds for.

In Rush, Dimps, makes Cream the Sidekick/Tails to Blaze even tho in the last game Amy & Cream where the female Sonic & Tails. They even write Amy as being abusive to Cream, A THING AMY WOULD NOT DO. Which is even dumber bc Marine shows up next game as the Tails to Blaze’s Sonic.

Now we have Sonic Battle, which does even less favors. Made by THQ (Not Sonic Team) you a cool Sonic fighting game, you let Amy form a Mother Child bond with a Robot, you give her some GODDAMN COOL ROCK LEE TRAINING WEIGHTS & Cream even says Amy is the strongest Women she knows.

But you have Amy starve herself for Sonic, not treat it seriously or for her friends to show concern. All her Attacks are Sonic driven, she thinks up a physical copy of Sonic to fight Rouge (which Fans use to say she is Crazy or Weaker than Rogue, both of them beat each up)

Finally in Handhelds is Sonic Rivals 1 &2 by Backbone Entertainment & Sega Studio USA. In 1 she is captured at the start ALONG WITH TAILS & saved at the end for Sonic to say he forgot about her & be creeped out by her. She’s not even in 2 so a good thing, can’t mess her up

We than get a period of time where Sonic games only have Sonic & Tails in them. So can’t mess her up like that (Unleashed is great for Her). In Sonic Forces while this point is minor, She along with Knuckles are leading the Resistance but Knux gets to be on the box & Amy doesn't

But I think the most damaging thing would be Sonic Mania. It makes itself out to be a celebration of all the things you loved about Classic Sonic from 1, 2, 3, Sonic & Knuckles, Knuckles Chaotix, Mean Bean Machine, Spinball and CD. But Amy somehow was not in any of it.

Hell I would say that Sonic Mania takes a good chunk from CD but no Amy. You get Amy Doll which explodes when it hugs you. (Get it the joke is that Amy is crazy & explosive and you don’t want her to hug you and should always run away from her ha ha so funny)

Fang Bean and Back get full sprites in Mania not Amy. Oh yeah and Mighty and Ray get to be playable but not Amy. There was even a hashtag for Amy to be added, only for Christin Whitehead or Sega to say - nah. (This is also why Origins and Superstars are better than Mania, Amy)

A pattern with all this is when people who aren’t Sonic Team write for Sonic, Amy usually gets the worst treatment (not to say she is the only 1, just the worst. Sonic X in Japanese is Great for Amy. But the English try & mess it up, but you still you get good stuff for her.

Not getting into Archie because if we are grading quality of how Amy is treated, that is dead last. PS Fleetway Amy Sweep and IDW Amy is Canon which I’m happy about.

This all to say and go back to my main point about Sonic Movie 3. I have like the Sonic movies so far, 2 was fantastic, but with the Knux show, the flaws showed to it & the movies. All of it is just marketing. The movie universe isn’t here to tell stories its here to sell stuff.

Wondering what I mean by this. So far the main Sonic character in the Sonic movie are Sonic, Tails, Knuckles, Shadow and Eggman. 4 being mobians & 1 human. When looking at the merchandise for Sonic as a whole you see it plan as day it is always Sonic Tails knuckles & Shadow. (Only recently has Amy been include but she still gets left out from time to time.)

Amy is supposed to be the fourth member of team Sonic, NOT Shadow. He not only has his own team he doesn’t even like Sonic, Knuckles or Tails. Hell straight up has a vendetta against Tails. But marketing keeps pushing them together

That’s what Sonic Movie 3 is MARKETING, not a story, bc if it was Amy would be in it already. Bc we have Sonic, Eggman, Echidna Tribe, Tails, Knux, Chaos Emeralds, Pac, Shadow, Maria, Gerald, GUN & no Amy. & Shadow Fans will say it is perfectly fine he needs all that screen time

I want to like Shadow, but he just sucks up any light from others. Rogue on Team Rose, no Fans want Shadow alive again, Amy Rose game? No Shadow Game. Other playable characters, no only Shadow. More Sonic Characters in a Sonic Movie? No, only characters tied to Shadow. But yeah

[meepinmeat]

So. Given that you ship PhraeOnel... and that I DID see at least two(?) posts from you about them...

What do you think Celestino and Phraesto's dynamic would be? Like, how would they interact? And given the information that his dad's currently going out with a Hypogean, how would Tino react to it?

I would say Celestino's shooketh but he also shouldn't be because he literally 'invited' Phraesto to live in the Mystical House with him, his hampsters, Dolly and Dionel.

Lemme explain how that came to be: After the Songs of Strife arc, when the Magister had resealed Phraesto. He actually mulled over this for a couple of weeks since he was starting to empathise with the Illusionist, even discussed this with the familiars and Dionel too (they agreed reluctantly. Dionel only knows about his actions and demeanor, but certainly not how he looks)

They ultimately decided that Phraesto can live as a permanent resident of the Mystic House under the condition that it also serves as his new prison. Except that he can enjoy the same luxuries as everyone else and has freedom to roam around the place, apart from that he can never leave the MH unless under supervision. Besides, I hc the MH has been casted a potent spell by Celestino years ago that was able to subdue anyone inside from physically/magically attacking each other. Thoughts and intents can remain, but carrying it out will be immediately cancelled by the spell. (Basically my way of explaining how some characters are able to just chill in the House with each other despite having beef or negative relations literally in the story, ESPECIALLY THE CELESTIALS AND HYPOS)

So yeah, Cel got Phraesto convinced on that. Which now brings me to their dynamic and interactions. They're stepdad and stepson who've come to respect each other and amiable to each other. They wouldn't become all cheery and bubbly like that, moreso quiet tender kind of chumminess. Sitting together to talk all things literature and art. Cel gets to have a look at Phraesto's own written works like poetry and proses while he too can get to see the Magister's creative pieces. Or having interesting convos debating on philosophical, psychological and sentimental matters over cups of tea.

He's just surprised seeing Merlin, a Celestial of all beings too, to give him a chance and trying to get to really know the Hypogean instead of being so deadset with killing him on-sight. (Regardless of his crimes, Redemption Arc galore) and for Cel, he had never met a Hypo so refined, cultured and not hellbent (emotionally/passionately) on world domination. Treating his job of being an evil entity with a professional stance than one filled with mania of a grander destructive goal. I say, it's through Celestino's own vetting of Phraesto that would pique Dionel's own interest in him too.

Just tryna grant people's desires, Phraesto would come to grant the desires of a certain Venus of Dawn and his little star by becoming an unexpected family man in his caged paradise.

[rozeliyawashereyall]

Some Korey drawings, disorders, coping mechanisms, and relationship with Jay.

TW: Jay, terrible coping mechanism, dubious consent(?) in Jay's section, injuries.

Disorder

I've mentioned her Hypomania and face blindness a few times, mostly her face blindness. But not what her BPD

Face blindness, or, Prosopagnosia, is a condition where you have difficulty recognising people's faces. There is no treatment, but there are things you can do to help you recognise people. But it's especially harder for Korey since she's almost blind in her left eye due to the fire incident.

She resorted to drawing the people she meets in her scrapbook so she wouldn't forget them.

Now to Korey's bpd and mania.

I'd like to put out- not all manic people have the same type of episodes, some are more dangerous some are more "lenient" this is just how it is for my character from past experiences with manic people and research.

She mainly experiences Hypomania (symptom of bipolar disorder, but can also be a symptom of other mental health conditions.) rather than full blown manic episodes. Although hypomania is not as severe as mania, it can also be dangerous and have negative effects on a person's overall well-being. One study found that people were more likely to engage in risky behavior during hypomanic episodes.

(The reason why she now has a buzzcut, is because in a manic state, she cut off her hair, but they were lucky enough that it didn't look bad)

It's pretty obvious Korey is very very reckless and hyperactive, and while it all mostly were desperate attempts for her parents attention, a lot of them did spiral into episodes, very dangerous ones. Korey's episodes would also result in her not sleeping for days. Most of the reason for her sudden energy is because of her mania, but there are times it's fuelled by adrenaline instead <- you can tell when she's having an episode when she's paranoid and not sleeping

There are days where her episodes are more depressive rather than manic. And she is the complete opposite of her natural optimistic self. Staying in her room in surprising silence. Barely eating or talking.

There's also a few times where her episodes get a bit.. too extreme to handle and end up hurting herself, or snapping at someone, and holy shit does Korey have a creative vocabulary when they snap. (She immediately starts apologizing when she snaps out of it)

Safe to say, she overthinks a LOT. Almost everything others do but never shows it, masking her disorder symptoms. Varen's usually the one who helps her get through these thoughts, being the greatest older brother he is.

She's a very troubled person, but they're trying their damn best to be a good friend to the bugs and the boys.

Coping

Her coping mechanisms at first was just "endure the pain, it'll go away soon" which.. isn't really a coping mechanism, but it helped her hold on, kinda.

It's a little healthier now, actually talking to someone about her feelings rather than bottling them up so it can result in an episode- but there are days where Korey would just, go into an abandoned house and absolutely destroy everything in sight, treating it like a rage room but also severely hurting her hands in the process.

There are times where they'd spend the entire night there, screaming and destroying everything in the process. Glass, wood, metal, doesn't matter, if it's in her way she's destroying it.

It's best not to bother them when she's like this, just let her take out her anger on objects rather than people..

Her go-to person to rant to is normally Raine or Esther ( @willowve01 and @asmrbrainrot ) or Calix if she's feeling brave ( @pinkcocopuff-aqualoid )

Though when she finally decides to talk about her feelings, their voice is almost completely gone from all the crying and screaming they did back at the abandoned building.

Jay Akeins. (He/They)

First! The Akeins family are all Rex followers, very few are Nixintes. Jay is one of the few family members.

Most followers of Nix are very welcoming and kind to everyone. But not Jay, definitely not Jay.

Because, boy, oh boy, is this a toxic relationship.

Jay and Korey met when they were both about 8 years old. Jay, with no family to actually care about and teach them, immediately got attached to Korey. Who wouldn't when they're the only one who showed you affection?

Jay's family is very, very close to the Adiels <- them and the Akeins have a long history together. They were visiting the Adiels with his family before seeing Korey in the yard, playing by herself. So he approached her. And his obsession started a year later from there. She actually did not like Jay at all when they were younger, but Korey was basically forced to be nice to him as kids by her parents, and it unfortunately grew into a habit that developed into whatever they have going on because it's definitely not a friendship.

Now, manipulation is a long-running theme in the Akeins family, even with the kids. Jay, noticing Korey starting to branch out with other people to befriend, along with his growing feelings thwords her, started using the manipulation to his advantage.

There were little to no boundaries in this friendship. Whenever Korey would express discomfort, they'd basically manipulate her into thinking she's overreacting, slowly mending Korey to how he wants her to be.

The only boundary Korey managed to put was them staying as friends and only that. But unfortunately, that didn't stop Jay from slowly breaking it. Eventually it did get to a point where they kissed (kinda forced?? But also not really??). Korey did make sure they stayed as friends after that. Refusing to bring it up and even ignoring whenever Jay asked.

In Jay's mind, they were destined to be together! To live happily ever after~ and his family fully encouraged this delusional dream of his. (He would NOT like Calix) The difference between him and a lot of other obsessive people, is that he's very aware of his actions, and he doesn't feel guilty.

Speaking of encouraging...Jay fully encouraged and enabled Korey's manic thoughts. And for those who somehow don't know, this is a seriously bad thing.

Jay hates Korey's siblings actually, seeing them as only an obstacle to get rid of. He scares Noah the most (how dare you). Thankfully, Esra caught him and was THIS 🤏 close to beating Jay's ass if Korey hadn't walked in.

They tried to convince Korey that her brothers were the ones at fault, but it was in vain as she didn't believe him. Korey unfortunately ended up forgiving Jay despite her brother's protests.

He and Korey attacked by a violent tiger halfblood at 14, Jay was brutally killed, Korey managed to survive.

They still haunt her. Even in death he won't leave her alone.

Korey's experience with Jay taught her that you can say no, and if they don't listen, you have the right to punch them.

Alive!Jay AU

He's basically the embodiment of the "red means I love you" song

Jay hates, and I mean they HATE the other bugs and the gator boys. Has tried multiple times to get Korey to leave them and stay with him and only him. All of his attempts have failed so far.

The baby bugs are not safe from his glare. He would never act on his thoughts though, can't risk Korey hating him (more than she already kinda does).

He occasionally gets chased by Quartz ( @aspenm00n ) and Everlynn yelling insults at him

(Korey actually has weekly sessions with the bugs and boys where they list all the reasons why Korey should break their friendship up)

He still hates Esra and Noah. Lynn has had to stand up for Noah many times, before also being brought to tears by Jay (how FUCKING dare you) This was one of the very few times where Noah actually snapped at someone, putting on a brave face and defending the little gal. Thankfully Esra was around and got Lynn and Noah out of this situation...before ripping into Jay.

^ This event is important, because it's where Korey started to lose trust in Jay

Safe to say, the bleeding heart trio were not happy after learning what happened.

He will pull every trick in the book to piss off one of the bugs.. specifically Raine and Varen ( @keyaartz ). He will get on every nerve, he will mention family, past experiences, anything to anger them— and use the situation against them to make them seem like the villain in the situation.

But out of everyone, he especially hates Calix because of his relationship with Korey. They intimidate him the most.

Varen has actually attacked Jay once when they first met–

Raine has had to resist attacking him too many times

And Korey is very close to beating his ass her damn self

Drawings~

Like zoinks dude, this seems like obsession rather than a crush—