#annnnnd she had to make it worse

[maisonbelligavi]

🔞 BelliGavi headcanon

Okay one devil of an unhinged human just thought I needed to be informed that Jude and Gavi would fuck in front of a mirror just to take in their size difference.

Mish, why would you do this to me???

And now I've gotta write it.

[cairavende]

Worm Arc 21 thoughts:

Well that was sure a turn around from last arc's "I'm going to rally the students so I don't get captured."

I know my daughter has made some . . . mistakes, but I'm not a fan of her turning herself into the openly corrupted and also bad at their job parahuman cops.

(Parahuman cops as in "cops who police parahumans" not "cops who are parahumans")

Like look, I get it. A precog told her to cut ties. I can't say it's wrong to follow that advice. But she could do that in a lot of ways that don't involve the PRT.

The second not from Dinah just being "I'm sorry" is brutal.

But before she can turn herself in she has to absolutely fucking crush the PRT/Protectorate for outing her civilian identity.

I love how fucking simple taking out the entire PRT headquarters was for Skitter and her girlfriends!

Who needs anyone else? Bitch brings muscle, Tattletale brings information, Skitter brings battlefield control. Lesbian polycule power activate!

Was it an overboard response? Maybe. Was it badass how she just took out so many heroes and PRT troops with ease? Yes.

Poor Dovetail has one of the most embarrassing introductions ever. First time we see her and Skitter is wiping the floor with her and thinking about her "crummy power".

God I hate Tagg so much that he makes me miss Piggot. Like she was absolutely terrible, but he's worse! And making me miss Piggot makes me hate Tagg even more!

Kindly old cemetery groundskeeper who doesn't pay much attention to the news! Never a bad trope.

They gave Butcher 15 to Cherish???!? Like sure they give all the reasoning for it but like ... it just seems like a really high risk situation. If she ever gets out it's going to suck. A lot.

THE SCENE AT RACHEL'S PLACE OH MY GOD!

SHE IS BUILDING A COMMUNITY! I LOVE HER SO MUCH!

Rachel just over here finding everyone like her and giving them a place. Legit crying. Look at that fucking growth!

(Also shout-out to my wife for having basically done the same thing. It's how I met her. It's how I met one of my girlfriends. And so many other important people. So ya. I fucking love this.)

Also you ever like a girl so much you try to give her an entire planet? Cause Taylor sure has.

"Rachel I don't want you to be sad when I'm gone so you can basically have this whole other planet we found."

GGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!

Imp let Regent take control of her . . . welp. Like, I'm not really surprised by this. And in a different situation I wouldn't even really find it that weird. I'd do it with the right person. But combination of age and the situation they are in and Regent being Regent annnnnd ya. Welp.

I did love how much of the interactions between Skitter and Regent/Imp really was just her struggling with parenting two teenage supervillains.

IT'S NOT SO EASY, IS IT CHILD?!? MAYBE YOU'LL CUT ME SOME SLACK AND LISTEN TO MY ADVICE IN THE FUTURE!

(She won't)

I fucking LOVE that she made the bible themed hero kneel. Absolutely fucking amazing.

Oh shiiit, Skitter just flat dropped that guy multiple stories. Is she going to far?

. . . wellll, these guys do literally worship the Endbringers so I guess a little aggression is ok.

Damn, Valefor sure has some fucked up powers, I wonder what they're gonna do abou-

. . .

. . .

. . . . . .

. . . wellll, these guys do literally worship the Endbringers so I guess a little aggression is ok.

. . .

Yep.

. . .

. . . I think I preferred when she just used a knife.

So anyway

Not a fan of Taylor having more alone time with Brian (not because I have any issue with the idea, but because I think she needs to be focusing on her girlfriends), but I am a fan of her using bugs to clean her dress and fix her hair afterwords while Brian just kinda sits there and has to contemplate what he has gotten himself into. Queen shit.

Flechette was SO mad that Parian wasn't "cute" anymore, I couldn't stop laughing. Sure, she said "You had to take the playfulness away? The joy?" but we all know what she meant. Of course, it's won't take very long for the new costume to get Flechette's attention. (I have to mention that this is basically exactly what I said when reading the scene, and the interlude a few chapters later just proved me right.)

Flechette is just so hopelessly gay

Miss Militia is actually getting very mild respect from me right now. Like, she's still working for the cops but she is actually agreeing to silently push against some things. Now, she says she doesn't have more power then that but she is a very well known hero and if she would publicly speak out about certain things there is a decent chance she could do more. That would of course be putting her position at risk though. Which is why she only gets very mild respect right now.

OH MY GOD I DIDN'T JUST GET TO SEE TATTLETALE'S MURDER WALL, I GOT TO SEE HER ENTIRE MURDER ROOM!

Fucking multiple bulletin boards with threads connecting them. Everything color coded. Reference numbers to files with more details. Multiple TV screens, computer with constant information dump. God. It's like a literal representation of the inside of my mind while I read Worm. SO MANY THINGS TO FIGURE OUT!

I love a lot of characters, but Tattletale always stays near the top. She gets me.

And from the fucking joy of getting to see that setup I come crashing the fuck down.

Like, I have completely figured out at this point that Skitter is turning herself in. I know what is coming. She's had her moment with everyone else and Tattletale is the last one.

And then. Then just . .

No goodbyes.

😭😭😭😭😭

HOW DARE THIS BOOK MAKE ME FEEL MY OWN FEELINGS!! I'M TOO GAY FOR THIS!

I do find it hysterical that the PRT officers working the front lobby don't all recognize Skitter on sight. Fucking gas station employees will manage to keep track of people with pictures on the "bad check" board, you'd think the PRT could manage to have their officers keep track of the face of one of the most well know villains in the country, if not the world, who also controls their city. PRT is forever bad at their job.

That one guy did notice her eventually though, so I guess he gets to be employee of the month.

The Number Man interlude thoughts:

The inside of this mans mind is one of the sexiest things I have ever seen and the constant reminder of the horrible things he is helping Cauldron do to all their prisoners was very helpful because it was the only thing keeping me from deciding that The Number Man is a perfect soul that can do no wrong.

I have no illusions here. I am weak. This man is a monster and I should not have any trouble remembering that.

But fuck shit fuck oh god fuck I don't even need him to touch me. I just need him to TALK to me. I just need him to get high with me and let me pick apart how his mind works!

He understood numbers, and through them, he understood everything.

That line. Absolute killer. Fucking take me.

. . . anyway yes it's a very interesting interlude!

Loved seeing more of the inner workings of Cauldron

I very much want to see the final level of their basement that only the Doctor goes into because I said that I thought Cauldron had a dead (for values of dead that are non-definable) higher dimensional being in their basement back during arc 15 and now I know for sure that there is something down there. I wanna know if I was right!

Oh my god he was friends with Jack

"Friends"

Look I make everything gay ok? It's not my choice! Sure it means I get to enjoy every tiny bit of Wolfspider and Chatterbug cause I see all of it. But it also means I see the ships I don't want to think about!

I men what was I supposed to think when Jack said “We can live this. Together. Every waking second…”?

Gay

Parian interlude thoughts:

And speaking of gay!

Fucking Flechette just full blown "Fuck all of this I want you to tell me what to do for the rest of my life!"

Full U-Haul lesbian.

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

This is Parian's new costume having an effect.

Just so gay. I love it.

Also Bitch just so fucking ready to break Skitter out. So fucking gay.

And the incredible loyalty, which is gonna hurt if she ends up feeling betrayed by Skitter.

Still gay though.

Tattletale, basically without powers, just completely giving Accord the "fuck off, we're in charge" was amazing. All she had to do was promise to consider his binders and he was all in. This poor man just wants somebody to read his ideas! He's like a aspiring screenwriter just begging people to read his script.

[suzannahnatters]

OKAY I finished Love Like the Galaxy today so here are my live reaccs to eps 28-42 (originally posted on Bluesky). Putting them under a cut because they run long!!!

oh man this scene!!! I've seen the same kind of scene play out so often with all the apologising done by the fml and none by the mml…but in this one she tells him her attitude towards him will depend on HIS future actions, and then HE GIVES HER A SNACK our boy is Doing the Work I am proud of him

and now: he will quietly support and encourage her while she seeks to deal with her social enemies in her own way??? I LOVE IT SO MUCH ?? exquisite

we get a look at poor Wang Ling's family and this really could be Overbearing Asian Mothers: The Historical Drama

I can sympathise with NN and Murder General because if I too had someone share a forehead kiss with me I would not be able to sleep all night either

deeply thrilled that NN now gets to do the Dramatic Swooping In To Save Someone - and oh look she's got a maternal figure who's actually kind and loving to her now :')

Oh my, I love how every time he tries to tell her not to get involved in something bc of deep waters, she makes the point that she really needs to do the thing, and he LISTENS. Every time he says "this is for your own good" she claps back with why it's better for her to know & be involved.

This is the platonic ideal of cdramas for me

I'm not sure whether I'm supposed to find Consort Yue to be awesome or intolerable but she's leaning intolerable for me with this public haranguing of all her children (and some of other people's). Glad NN bagged the Empress as her etiquette mentor

Well I didn't expect the money counterfeiting subplot to peak so early but that's terrific, I can do without coinage plots lol

Truly puzzled as to what the show means by all this imperial family drama. The parents seem just as toxic as NN's parents but we're supposed to think it's okay because a) their children had every advantage and some of them still wound up rotten at heart? and b) the town children aren't just committing crimes against family - they're crimes against the empire? I'm afraid the parallels ring a bit hollow to me because I truly think the Emperor and Consort Yue are also terrible parents

Interestingly, Murder General says the Emperor will not treat the counterfeiting as harshly as the law provides "because of fairness". We saw Bad Mum also using "fairness" as an excuse to deny NN things that would benefit her as compared to her cousin. Again, wondering what the parallels are saying.

Bad mum is now having sad violins because NN is finally learning that being a parent is hard…but she's learning from the Empress lol the only thing I have to say to that is SUFFER, MA'AM

NN is now reassuring the Empress that parents who patiently teach rather than criticise their children are the best, & she's been commending the crown Prince for being gentle & compassionate rather than a cold politician, so I'm beginning to wonder if there's a muted critique of the imperial family

This Tiger Tally thing is totally going to be stolen within the next two episodes isn't it

Thanks a lot murder general

ooohh she lied to him and he's big mad about it

"here are all the reasons why your actions have made things worse for me and the people you care about" maybe you should have told her those things first, GENIUS

AHAHAHAHAHAHA now she's saying that exact thing herself I LOVE THIS SHOW

annnnnd the Tiger Tally is gone and it's time for Murder General, Boy Detective! to save the - wait, what is Niao Niao doing here

*ancient Chinese man falls in love with woman for independent spirit and quick wits, horrified when she insists upon using them*

did she,,,did she forge the Tiger Tally lol

Murder general realises he needs to let NN do all the things he fell in love with her for. Congrats Niao Niao you've levelled up and unlocked Tragic And Highly Disturbing Family Reunion

wheeee NN says being filial is only possible if the parents earn it by conducting themselves well if I was murder general I would also be kissing her at this point

pov: you're sitting at your betrothal feast and someone comes in with a message from your absent beloved: "whatever happens next, don't be flustered. shout and scream however you feel is appropriate" the hEcK Zisheng

one of the things that absolutely staggers me about Smug Scholar is that HE doesn't want to get married, least of all to NN, he just wants to make sure nobody else can marry her either

ahhh first Qiqi and Bad Mum are defending her now - and then the Empress turns up? I'm sure murder general had something to do with the Empress, but I love that he's now helping NN solve problems in her own way

all the elders are squabbling and our leads are just chilling affectionately in the background it's hilarious

I mean after they stole the spotlight at Snacks' betrothal feast it's probably fair

Oh no NN is now the Empress' adopted perfect daughter who gets all the attention…and Fifth Princess is NOT happy. More parallels!

"tonight, I'll teach you how to recognise acupoints" is that what they're calling it these days

Murder general is highly trained in the Romance Novel Cover Clinch school of self defence

"from now on, my Gate of Life will be yours" V U L N E R A B I L I T Y

NN is a darling who is determined to protect her Empress' favourite son but girlfriend,,, you do realise you can't babysit this disaster couple through ruling an entire empire don't you

ahahahahaha he's doing the "what am I going to do if you get hurt" thing and she's not having a bar of it

this show just speedrunning all my least favourite tropes with a heroine who Won't Be Flim Flammed and it's BEAUTIFUL

it is time for murder general to go a little unhinged, as a treat drinking tea while listening to the shrieks of his enemies, as you do

I am loving so much, so very much, about this show…but I'm finding the humiliation of the antagonists to be a little too thorough and mean-spirited to enjoy, even tho I can see how it is intended to fit in with the themes of fighting for yourself.

Where does the line between justice and vindictiveness lie, especially in a social setting with injustice hard-baked in? One of the principles of justice (at least in the west) is that it must be proportionate to the crime. But the humiliation dealt out in this show often feels excessive to me.

ep38: every single last one of these people is absolutely bonkers insane, except the Empress

I laughed way harder than I should. I love that NN told two different people to shut up in the emperor's presence. I love that NN has this moment of piercing identification with murder general when she sees him being beaten the way she was. I think the emperor is rubbish, & I think the show knows it

He promises NN that he won't ever lie to her and I have every expectation that this promise will be broken, just like every other cdrama hero breaks that promise

except that I also trust NN to make sure he doesn't get away with it, which is what makes this drama so MUCH fun

murder mystery break!!!! there's all sorts of interesting thematic stuff going on here about communal/family responsibility to educate and socialise children, as well as the difference in appropriate behaviour in the private vs public spheres. But it's fun that our leads are doing it together.

I could not ask for a better Exasperated Watson to NN's Sherlock Holmes than Smug Scholar, whom she now diagnoses with Extreme Sour Grapes in two seconds flat

NN telling the murderer that murder general will naturally let him go in return for NN's safe return…she sure is a tricky one

Of course she had a knife, she's not an IDIOT, Zisheng

Emperor: out of consideration of your family's reduced circumstances I will not be executing you for your part in the cataclysm that left murder general an orphan

murder general: truly epic side eye

all of them are definitely dead

I love murder general because he can turn anything as simple as buying sweets for his fiancée into a production of SPARTACUS

Our girl is dressed as a boy, sneaking around the army camp looking for murder general. Murder General's personal army of beefy warriors is sneaking around the camp trying not to catch Niao Niao while dropping loud hints about where to find his tent. Cdramas, man.

"from now on, you can leave the needlework to me" ling buyi is officially the man of my dreams

well, just as the military expedition around eps 11-12 signalled the end of the first act, so this new expedition feels like it signals the start of the final act. NN and her murder puppy have reached such a situation of love and trust that I can feel the pin approaching the balloon.

he's about to catch peng kun and find out some things, isn't he??? murder party revenge WHEN

[theproperweirdo]

Okay, quest is finished! Sadly no graveborn boy but was honestly a pretty fun quest. Talene is the main character so it was fun finally getting to know her a bit.

Overall could have been significantly worse. There wasn’t any mention of her past, so there’s no way to know if it lines up with Arena or not. Her characterization wasn’t too bad and from what I can tell was consistent to Arena.

TLDR for the quest:

(spoilers, obviously)

Dolly informs you Talene had been to the mythical house looking for you. After tracking down Talene in Golden Wheatshire you learn she is experiencing amnesia and only remembers her name. Valen arrives and informs you something incredibly strange has happened in Holistone. Dura’s statue is missing. after investigating a bit you discover traces of hypogean magic not just where the statue had been, but on Talene herself. Someone from the Sun temple arrives to inform general Hogan that the Dura statue has been found, magically transported in front of the Sun temple

Now here’s the weird part: there’s two statues

More dialogue later you determine that one must be a duplicate created by hypogean magic. Talene, using religious flamethrower magic can cleanse the dark magic while leaving the proper statue in tact. Valen helps cart the true statue back to holistone and invites you to have dinner with him and hogan to celebrate. Talene heads out to check on nearby villages and promises to meet you for dinner. (Again) these dinner plans are interrupted by Bryon sending a message that something odd is happening in Ivoryshade. Talene arrives and the party sets out to the Dark forest.

The deer statue has also been duplicated

Of course just flamethrowering a major religious symbol gives Lyca some anxiety so Talene, sensing nearby hypogean magic runs off to give chase and there’s a quick battle with some minions as the hypogean escapes. Talene splits off from the group again. After returning to Ivoryshade and talking to townsfolk, you discover conflicting stories. One person they saw Talene traveling north, another says south. You continue on and meet up Talene, where she states she just arrived in the dark forest and had not seen you since Holistone.

Plot twist: Talene was also duplicated, the spell also being the one that caused the initial amnesia. The Talenes flamethrower each other until the fake is destroyed. Now with her memory back intact Talene informs you she had been chasing down a powerful Hypogean when she was struck in battle and duplicated. The hypogean is obsessed with symmetry and has a fascination with religious objects, which is why he’s been doubling up everything, including her. After returning to Ivoryshade again the group sets an asymmetrical trap to lure Reiner out and then you duke it out of course. Reiner uses his spatial magic to escape while Talene thanks you for assisting her.

Annnnnd that’s it! You get a free ten pull and a pat on the back

Overall solid 7/10 for a story quest

I see I see! Thank you for the question synopsis, super appreciated!! ♪(´ε｀ )

So she was hunting down Reinier, but he doesn’t have any personal connection to Talene. Makes sense! I’m assuming we don’t really get into the nitty gritty of Talene’s own backstory and what not, but seeing how this quest was a lot of chasing and solving, I’m hoping they’ve got more stashed away for later.

On a different note, did Valen really drag the Dura statue back to Holistone from the sun temple?? Deadass???? 😭😭😭 also I’m happy to see Merlin back in the Dark forest it’s cute ❤️

Not a very lore related quest, but still clarifies some questions we had initially. Thanks again dude!! 🙏🙏

[white-collar-cannibal]

hihihihihihi I read your fic 'i've been weeping silent like a wound' and omg i love it so much-

yk yk i thought ranch could be a cool ship but the only content i found for it was you know, absolutely gross yuck stuff, and i kinda gave up on anyone making anything good annnnnd then i looked it up hopefully one day and found yours and i was so happy omg-

anyway it's amazing, i absolutely adore the writing style (ik it was inspired by something else but it's still yours and it's really cool), the concept gives me absolute chills, from the first summary of it, "Wherein Ranboo does not fall in love, inasmuch as they forge a passport and sneak through the customs of love with a pipe bomb in their bag" i was hooked

LIKE THAT IS SUCH A COOL FUCKING CONCEPT, them fucking convincing Hetch theyre in love with him, like omg /pos pos pos

the scene where niki smashed their face in with a baseball bat- i'd PAY to know the context for that lmfao but actually yes badass girlie my beloved, she deserved to not be Nice <3

also some of it made me fucking laugh out loud like this bit, “I’m not stupid,” you said, which was a statement very much still up for debate, omg i wheezed, and also this bit,

“I know. I know he’s a freak. And he types too loud and he talks about Pulp Fiction too much. But I think it’ll work.”

“Why??? ” 

“There’s a good chance that I can get information either out of him, or from documents or things like that if I manage to get him to trust me enough to leave me alone. Things that could help us get out.”

“Oh.” Charlie leant back down, “Well, points for novelty."

I cracked up OUT LOUD irl and had people staring at me lmao-

which also reminds me, i've never been much into second person but the way you write it in this fic is so seamless and gorgeous and pulls me straight in, it's incredible-

ANYWAYYYYYYYS sorry for the long rant but keep it up i'm very excited for the next chapter!

— afternoon anon

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!! tysm!!!!! i never thought so many people would actually like this fic i'm so so so glad. i think the focus a lot of fic writers have on platonicism and fix-it/comfort is fun but also means that no one is thinking about how fucked up some of these dynamics could get. get worse get weirder i beg. (and never apologize for a rant!!! this shit fuels me!!!)

(honestly i did not have context for that scene when i wrote it. it's some show. we know showfall delights in comedic violence and horror there was something going on idk.)

second person i feel like gets such a bad rap as a writing style (it has. a certain x reader oeuvre.) but it can be so good and so evocative and so funny and by god if i had to write these scenes with two characters he/him-ing it up i would. explode.

the short summary (which i am inordinately proud of) traces back to a line from harrow the ninth: "'Falling' was not the right term precisely. It was a long process. She more correctly climbed down into love, picked its locks, opened its gates, and breached its inner chamber" pp. 49 of the paperback. if you like what i'm doing especially with the usage of second person, i really cannot recommend harrow enough (though probably you should read gideon first. i mean you could skip it it would be funny but you shouldn't.)

i'm reworking certain parts of the fic but by god. will the second chapter come out. at some point. (guys did you know writing is hard...) thank you again for your nice comments !!!!!!!!!

[crazy56u]

Currently batting two for two in the “Have to watch the new episode after the fact due to work” category, yay for me!

We open in on a pregnant woman in a parking lot.

Ben legitimately almost had a panic attack when face with having to deliver a baby.

The quickest, cleanest baby delivery.

Now if only the rest of the Leap was this easy.

And Addison decided to just rip the bandaid off and say the episode’s title.

If only Ben leap into the grunge scene instead of the ER scene…

I don’t know how to feel about the asshole she’s talking to being a Stephen…

Dr. Turk. …so, basically, this is Scrubs.

“Why are you here past your shift?” “I delivered a baby! :D” “Yeah, get off the high horse, pal…”

“You can’t save everyone.” That moment they telegraph the moral three minutes in.

And as Ben learns he has to save multiple lives, the sound department decides to crank the knockoff Creed!

Nurse Carolina, not to be confused with Nurse Nebraska.

Thank god for that white coat, otherwise Ben would be looking shifty right now.

Annnnnd they ain’t in the system yet, so in about 10… 9… 8…

“Code trauma.” Ding!

What if those two ambulances did a head-on collision just then?

Okay, so question: Why didn’t they have Ben leap in to stop the train crash?

“If they can walk, they can wait. If they are currently standing, fuck ‘em!”

Ben was about to black out then and there.

“Ziggy says there’s a 100% chance all three were on that train!” Tell Ziggy “No shit.” for me.

Okay, not for nothing, but if they said she had shrapnel in her fucking heart, I don’t have high hopes for her…

Watch as Nurse Carolina decides to brush off the fact that the resident, from her perspective, predicted three of the train victims prior to them arriving.

…is Dr. Harper’s first name “Stephen”, by chance?

In the 90s, hospitals were just playgrounds for mad science experiments, I guess…

Ah, so this hospital sucks, glad to know!

Addison, so what if they “didn’t know” Respiratrex was dangerous. People didn’t know Thalidomide was dangerous in the 50s, and look what happened there!

50/50 odds on her survival, glad to know God’s about to flip a coin in this bitch.

Ben’s logic: “Fuck it, I’m a better doctor than Harper, and I’m a time traveler, fuck his paper!”

“If Dr. Harper finds out you changed his script, he’ll Nike your career!” “Dr. Turk, you won’t understand this saying for a couple decades, but ‘YOLO’.”

[Okay, legit, Peacock crashed after I did that.]

…I think she forgot the actual line, and just ad-libbed that “Bold”…

Meanwhile, in 2023, everything is somehow worse!

I still stick to my theory that they locked Janis in a broom closet last week, her being in the interrogation room changes nothing.

I love how Magic is just playing the Sam card right out of the gate, he is done with her shit.

Okay, I half expected Janis to immediately make a break for it once the cuffs came off.

“I wanna talk to Ben, and I don’t care if he’s currently doing hospital resident train crash victim shit.”

“Hey, you, I have a working memory, did you predict there was a train crash?”

It is in my strongest belief that the second Carolina learns of the third victim, she is going to punch Ben in the arm.

Okay, cool, so the episode’s depressing depressing, got it.

Being told you have a concussion is the shittiest way to learn you have a tumor, goddamn…

And Eli just wants to die, okay, what a fun episode to enjoy immediately after a long night of work, yay me…

Oh! Goody! He’s Sandra’s dad!

It feels weird having barely missed the pager era…

“Okay, look, I’ll keep your tumor a secret, you fucking stay put.”

[I just paused. Why are they not showing the right half of Louis’s head?]

[OH FUCK]

“Hey, audience? Tell me? Do I got something on my face?”

Ben must engage in casual chit chat, or Louis will fucking die.

Ben, this is the worst time to forget you are supposed to be a woman…

Okay, cool, one out of three so far…

And so Janis and Jenn get crunk.

About fucking time we remember the cowboy existed…

Again, why didn’t we have Ben try and stop the crash?

Why does it look like Ben is trying to invent Wikipedia?

“Got a patient with a brain tumor?” “Yep, and it ain’t your dad, so don’t worry a thing about it.”

“Man, I sure do have a patient with a break tumor, so, hey, on an unrelated note, wanna talk about your dad?”

So, in other words, Eli is the Saul Goodman of Quantum Leap.

MORAL OF THE STORY: If you suck at being a dad, you will create doctors.

Okay, in another life time, Ben is the guy who does the quick side effect reading during medicine commercials.

“Look, I know this drug has bad side effects, but the FDA helped me pay off my car, so I say you’re wrong.”

“Look, I know I can’t prove how I know she has an undiagnosed medical condition, but fuck off.”

I love how Dr. Harper thinks he’s the hero in this story.

Okay, at this point, I hope Dr. Harper slips on a banana peel and falls on his ass.

And there’s the rub: In order to stop the use of a shit drug, a daughter must make amends with her dying father.

“Look, I know I said I’d stay, but fuck it, I’m out.” “Eli, if you leave, the FDA will win!”

I really want to see the “Better Call Saul”-style spin off involving Eli…

“Maybe this cancer is the way the universe wants my story to end.” “Look, I already changed one script today, don’t you worry…”

[Okay, I was joking earlier, Ben legitimately practically told Eli “if you leave, the FDA will win”…]

…and now we have a character being declared brain dead… … …okay, I know that coincidences exist, and I am reading too much into this, but how in the fuck is this the second Quantum Leap story this month I have experienced involving this shit?

Man, Ben, this week just sucks for you…

BOY DO I LOVE HOW LIGHT HEARTED THIS EPISODE IS BEING RIGHT NOW, BOY OH BOY

“Hey, good news, the depressing scene is over!”

Episode, why are you insistent in turning the screws on Ben right now?

Okay, it’s defibrillating time.

Why am I now hearing “How To Save A Life” in the back of my head?

And speaking of depressions going back to baseline!

“Hey, are you psychic, tell me now!” “So, about your dad’s tumor-”

“So, what do you think?” “Man, Jenn, I dunno, this episode’s fucking depressing…” “Magic, I was talking about Janis.”

Is the endgame of Janis’s plot arc just hiring her onto Quantum Leap?

Wait, was Ian even in the episode yet?

Also, calling it now, the dead wife’s gonna be the heart donor.

“FUCK these papers!”

CALLED IT

I choose to believe that this is Ben himself admitting he should’ve been allowed to prevent the train crash.

Now watch as Dr. Harper tries to fuck up the heart transplant…

CALLED IT.

Is Ben about to fist fight Dr. Harper, please god say he is…

“Look, I’m still processing my dad has a tumor-” “TOO BAD, DR. HARPER IS ABOUT TO KILL KIMBERLY”

“FUCK THESE CROWDED HALLWAYS!”

WHAT THE FUCK, BEN?! “Look, if you don’t hear us out about the murder drug, THE IV BAG GETS IT!”

Just fucking saying, Sam Beckett never fucking held a person’s life hostage in order to save the day, so that’s how you know Ben has bigger stones.

Ben got so pissed off with the sexism, he forgot the plot.

“Look, if she had that stupid disease, we’d know by now!” “(practically slaps him in the face with the chart) Bet.”

“…okay, fine, fuck it, use the other drug, I give. Now, just let the IV Bag go.”

Honestly, Ben should’ve been allowed to keep the scalpel, he earned it.

What if Eli already left?

I love how Ben didn’t leap yet, so now he’s chilling in an ambulance.

“What if all of this was for nothing, and I let you down?” Ben, the show got renewed, you’re fine.

Also, calling it now, the situation with Addison is revealed in the season finale.

“Stop being afraid.” “Oh, okay. (leaps)”

“Okay, look, I just got done with helping Ben stop the FDA, so this better be good.”

“Look, I ain’t happy with this situation either, Addison, but that doesn’t mean I have to put up with this shit.”

“Tell Ben to shut up, or the Secret Leapers will get us all. Yes, I know this sounds like conspiracy theory bullshit, but I am being legit.”

And now Ben is in the elevator from Speed, I already saw the promo, I know the punchline.

…is Ben in fucking Chernobyl?

So, just to reiterate: Ben defeated the FDA by holding an IV bag hostage, and Janis is a borderline conspiracy theorist.

It is a legitimate crime we have to wait three weeks for the next episode…

[infernal-general]

UNO REVERSE

Ship bingo time >:)

Valentino x Rozy

Vy x Rozy

Stella x Rozy

Hysteria x Cindy

Leviathan x Raia

Alastor x Raia

Jack Sparrow x Captain Rozy

Then for some canon ships

VVV Polycule

Lute x Vaggie

Annnnnd Alastor x Lucifer lol

Ship bingo meme

Oh god here we go

Valentino x Rozy

It's in the top 3 most complex relationships I've EVER written. I miss the times when it was a crackship instead italian gesturing THIS

Vy x Rozy

It's so precious, they both have tremendous amount of traumas shoved into the closet, trying to keep it together. It has a lot of potential to grow & be like how normal human relationships are despite all the supernatural fuckery. Despite everything, it's realistic.

Stella x Duchess!Rozy

This isn't a crackship but two women of royalty finding each other after they surpassed every expectations, broke every gender rules and sworn off men at some point. 👌 excellent.

@/phoenixborn

Hysteria x Cindy

Damaged young women friends with benefits while they are slowly realizing how fucked up partners they had/have? SIGN ME THE FUCK UP. It's complicated for sure but not toxic ; more like bittersweet.

@/lightningdamned

Leviathan x Raia

Ah, an another example of yah what the fuck-. So toxic, so tangled because of her unbreakable pride, and I'm surprised that I ended up genuinely shipping this. Yeah, potential to get EVEN worse or better, and I genuinely have no idea where it will land.

Alastor x Raia

Well. Considering she's a fucking electricity demon, that makes it hilarious. The fact that she is up to no good and has almost all of his traits only she's even more terrifying has potential for being the backstab of the century. Yes I'm surprised I ship this, especially knowing Raia.

@/phoenixduelist

Sparrow & Phoenix

I'm so 🥺🥹💖💓💗💝💘❤️‍🔥❤️💞💕🩷🩵 about them. In the Top 3 most wholesome ships I've ever written. Hoist the fucking colors. 🏴‍☠️🇭🇺

VVV polycule

Meanwhile I don't harbor such extreme opinions, I do enjoy it and mostly because of you. They indeed should be a canon polycule, while I LOVE how Velvette's character was handled in the show, it would make sense for all three of them to be in a relationship. Iiiiiii did say I don't see it working out, in the long term. They are all different people with not so mild temperament. Something, sometime is bound to happen.

Lute X Vaggie

...never thought I would put a ship in the notp category. It's just, the eye was a bit too much. I genuinely can't see them having any positivity in their relationship after Vaggie had fallen, even if she didn't meet Charlie. In the time when both of them were exorcists? That can work, for a while.

Alastor x Lucifer

....congrats you found my secret guilty pleasure ship.

[saltyxtides]

ROWAN DELACOUR.    

They tried to make the story as short and simple as possible without traumatizing themselves all over again just by saying it all out loud. They live it every day. How much worse could it really get?

Monty was not killing her own kind for power. Bayden didn’t mean to insinuate that. But, it wasn’t hard to see with the limited clues where one might jump to such an idea. Monty was her own power, her own entity, her own monstrosity. She didn’t need to steal anyone else’s. Celeste inside Bayden’s body would learn that soon enough by her regular visits. Bayden’s one and only visitor, always.

That was where the conversation started to head butt. The real Celeste’s refusal to attempt acting. The real Bayden knew his life would be destroyed if she couldn’t pull it off. Simple as that. So it was time to start practicing for the Oscars. They’re in the Academy now like it or not. That’s how the real Bayden saw it because the real Bayden would sooner murder his body with her in it before he let her destroy his precious mother’s feelings for him. Those were the thoughts going through the real Bayden’s head. That’s exactly how fragile their friendship was right now. He wanted a friend bad but, it wasn’t worth his mother.

“You can’t make it better, Celestis…er…Bayden… whatever. I didn’t ask you to make it better. I asked you to not fuck it up. That’s all I ask of you. Don’t fuck up my life. I don’t give a shit what you think of it. It’s mine. Okay? It’s mine.”

Then the other suggested they run, they leave all this behind. They even suggest they’d be able to come back at any time. This was a complete turn around from where the new Bayden stood moments ago. The fake Bayden was being so contrary like nothing was possible and everything too hard to accomplish, so full of nonsensical plans. Now they were suddenly all in for the real Bayden to just up and leave, live, like they’d take care of everything. Don’t even worry about it. They got this.

The real Bayden stood there inside Rowan’s body and had to wonder why. Was their story that sad to create that big of a turn around in attitude? Was their life that pathetic? They supposed it was.

“I don’t know.” They said softly. “Two seconds ago you didn’t want to be me. Why are you being so nice all of a sudden? I hear Admiral Ackbar in my head warning me  its a trap.”  

Then the reality of their own doubts came out. “Annnnnd…. what if Mom’s right? What if my doctor’s right? I’m not ready for that. I can’t handle…. out there. I can’t handle the out there.”

Ah good ol’ Briarcliff brainwashing at work. It was still very fresh in their head whether they had a new body or not. Hello almost phobias and fears he never even had before his escape attempt and the big hotel incident. He’d even mention it.

“They won’t even recognize me at the hotel.” That’s all the further his head even dreamed of running anymore. He had no real dreams, just death wishes with the ghosts of the hotel. “I can’t really go out there.” They were already talking themselves out of it after getting all cocky with her about leaving earlier.

“I mean let’s get real here. What’s really going to happen is I’m going to have to go back to your house which is now my house, masturbate, go through your things, and wait for this body to recharge it’s guitar until we can switch back and hope my real life doesn’t get too fucked up in the meantime.”    

      IT was s h o r t but none of that was simple.  Neither one of them had SIMPLE in t h e m.  && they felt like they weren’t sure if they made things worse or better.  Deep down they won’t know if Bayden will turn out like Rowan.

      Disgusting.  The same feeling they get when they see Rowan turning them into an instagram influencer.  Or if they had to choose between Disney or Bayden’s sister . . . They both sound quite terrible && there not even sure which one to choose because both are horrendous.  Worse?  It’s not just sitting still && look’en pretty.  They began to try to remember how many times his sister actually visited Bayden!  Only thinking seemed to be the hardest thing in this body.  It sometimes felt foggy, or that they had tar for brains.  The drugs in Bayden’s system is something they where going to have to work with.

      The plan is simple.  DEPRESSED B a y d e n.  Isolation.  Isolation.  Isolation.  His level of MAMA b o y could be felt all the way to mars.  It didn’t take magic to read && sense that from where they sat beside each other.  Was it there goal to destroy his relationship with his mother?  No.  Not on purpose, but if his mother goes down some memory lane or Bayden wasn’t clear that they had a Norma Louise && Norman Bates relationship.

      By all means KILL FIRST ask q u e s t i o n s  l a t e r.  Please.  Can’t say they could pull that off.  Porno’s are not the best guides on how-to’s.  Bayden already rejected them twice.  They don’t believe themselves enough that they could pull that one off sincerely with there inexperience.  As Bayden they also had a load to work on.  Examples: addressing his mom right.  Mom? Mother? Mama? Ma? Dr.Wardeyn?  Blanked out.  More likely will ask them that question tomorrow.  Along with learning the notes on his hippie guitar lifestyle - they feel that’s important as they have no idea how to play an instrument like that.  Never heard him play it, but imagen’s Bayden plays the guitar at the pace of something like The Byrds - Turn Turn Turn guitar style.

     Practice studying deer if they can, drawing deer && seeing it was possible to read about MOTHER && s o n relationship articles to try to understand what it means to even have that kind of relationship.  Read a lot of Dr. Wardeyn’s articles.  There are probably a lot of hints to help to keep up with things Bayden knows personally that might not cross there mind.  Birthdays.  Full names.  Stuff they can’t think about right now but would come in handy later.  101 questions && they’ll ask them another time.  It’s already stressful to move && get adjusted in Bayden’s body.

      Celestis? What a dumb name.  Wait.  ??!!  Was that there name?! They felt rusty hinges screeching like an animal in pain, echoing through them a painful headache.  Raising there hands as if this was a ceasefire.  Anything they would have said would have them upset.  A lot has been said.  Along with a lot has been done.  Both emotionally adjusting into the other’s body.  There friendship right now, was more like a barn blazing inferno with flames stretching well above its crumbling roof.  There’s a chance it could become a wildfire.  Careful not to turn it into one.  “Fine.”

      “Let’s just say the money lasts you three weeks ROWAN.”  Seeing it in a bigger picture.  

      “It only means the d e m o n s in the backyard are put on a tight leash.”  With a closed fist held with the thumb extended they’d point over there shoulder behind them.  Obviously indicating the deformed creatures they saw that got them in this trouble in the first place.  

      “I doubt my mother would have the TIME of d a y to really visit or notice with how she’d have to stay busy handling things.”  Ewe.  Kind of foreign && gross saying it like that but if they were going formal better start now? Maybe correct them on the title of address to his mother.

      Publicity was publicity && obviously a stunt like this would be a first ever written journalized of an escapee.  Since they were recently involved in being questioned by the police.  Which would make more opportunity for funding from the city.  Benefitting political powers like the Mayor keeping dangers like Rowan off the streets of there town && small-minded Hollywood somebodies fund mental health issues because that’s just so kind of themselves!  With Dr. Wardeyn being a single mom of two.  With her history rep. in the medical work force rich idiots love a strong-willed mother making the world a better place for there own kids.

      With so much going on && the cops involved the visitations from Monty would be called off whilst being investigated && questioned again about knowing Rowan’s whereabouts.  They already knew that they never really thought they were real anyway play-by-play.  Might as well still use that to there own advantage as Bayden.  They didn’t think they had to explain it any further than that.  

      “It’s not uncommon of yourself to RUN.  I think you’re the only person who can pull it off R o w a n.”  Because they already have pulled it off && then came back.  They’d know they get stuck here a million more light years . . .  That kind of stunt would really put them at a disadvantage of getting out to find the real Rowan.  But it would make big waves && it would keep what Bayden wanted.  His life the way he wanted it.

      Not even sure anymore if finding the real Rowan was worth it.  Was it?  After tonight there was a lot to process, but one of them was: What now?  The idea sent painful shivers through there body.  There soul purpose was to swap back with Rowan, now it felt like Bayden but in all honesty?  No where to go.  Maybe they just didn’t know what they wanted to live for either.  Putting it in the back of there mind for now as they had all night to think about it.

      But with them being away.  They just take on being DEPRESSED B a y d e n.  Stay in between the lines, but not get caught being the fake. 7 days. 14 days. Or just 21 days.

      Brush everyone off except Clarissa.  Being alone isolated would also help them figure out how to fix all this.  The meds where in the way to swap them back.  Regardless of if Dr.Unger got her in through a favor or Dr. Wardeyn naturally selected the challenge of having her admitted.  

      It wouldn’t surprise them now that Bayden’s dropped what this place really was.  Dr. Wardeyn would have a plan already set up for when they actually ran away.

      “If anyone could pull it OFF.  I’m afraid it would be y o u.”  A tint of envy in there vocals.  Annoyed by the fact they had to actually admit that out loud, but the real Bayden themselves knew this place a lot more than they did.  Of course they felt bad for Bayden.  The realization of his timeline.  He did what he did to leave && then all that he had done turns up he did it for nothing some what pissed them off.  Not that they will ever say it.  It sucks to care.  They should have learned there lesson the first time with the actual Rowan.  Caring for someone always ended in betrayal.

      “Yea. Well knowing me is a trap.  I trapped you in a different body.  Where was Admiral Ackbar when that happened!”

      What. In. The. Fuck?  

      Taking one giant inhale only to hold it in what they wanted to say.  They can touch back later.  FUN f a c t:  Bayden talked about all these things he couldn’t do.  There was so much to the world then just Hotel  Cortez.  That place was toxic for Bayden, but they had no room to talk because Texas was toxic to themselves.  

      Bayden reminded them of a cross of Snow White && that other Disney Princess.  What was that one Princess with mommy issues?  Don’t remember the name but there’s not anything special about her or anything that stands out in her personality, the really bland one?  Snow White && the really bland one with super long blond hair.  It drew blanks because half the time they all annoyed her.  There’s not enough support to unravel that kind of damage in him immediately.

      “Guess we both have one thing were both thinking tonight.” Somewhat sarcastic as there was scoff of amusement.  Honestly once Nurse Janet GOES a w a y.  Far. Far away.  Ain’t want nothing to do with all that.  Pretty sure there hypothesis as masturbating as a guy is much easier than when she is a girl.

       They kept all the sketchbooks of Bayden.  Along with some of his clothes - the ones they keenly noticed they wore a lot more than the others.  Kept a few other minor things like the Valentine cards, some of the corona airplane letters, what ever they could get there hands on that seemed important to them.  

       “You’re stuff is in the closet piled in the very back corner.”  

       “Oh, && a chocolate bar in the desk is for you. It’s painted white with cross bones on it.  You can’t miss it.”  Obviously, they had to cover the wrapper && drew over the logo.  They wouldn’t actually know how to explain the logo on the chocolate bar.  The brand just doesn’t exist within this reality as they used Rowan’s ability to read it out of a book.  Found it a little hard to explain how they got a Wonka Bar.  But it was a pretty nice idea for a welcome back gift that failed in it’s own way.

       “Take you’re damn food too!  Can’t stand cold food.  I can’t recall the statistics of starvation but I know it’s bad!”  Just trying to take a step back from the obvious problems in front of them.  Tonight was over to them.  They didn’t want to think about anything anymore.  They were going to have so much to think about tonight that where going to make themselves go insane.

[tantalizingmuses]

A heavy sigh escaped Akihiko’s lips. He rubbed the sides of his head with his right hand, trying to hide his eyes and the small hint of disappointment in them. Akihiko truly wanted the three of his friends back together--he never vocalized it out loud, but he thought he was always surrounded in bad luck. That the number three was always cursed when it came to him. He could hear the frustrated noises and the raised voice in Shinjiro’s words. Just using Mitsuru to get him back, when she had been so busy and had not vocalize him wanting to come back, just felt absolutely dirty to him.

“Yeah, I know.” He huffed, crossing his arms and trying to keep his own emotions in check. “Just thought you’d want to channel your anger into some shadows rather than into me.” Akihiko replied, with a hint of frustration in his word, too. Akihiko kept his distance, making sure that Shinjiro wasn’t going to throw punch or kick him away. Violence was not the answer, but sometimes it was one way to get through someone’s thick skull. Though, he let out a loud ha! when Shinjiro mentioned him about not letting him go.

“The last time I let someone go, I lost my sister.” He lowly said, his eyebrows lowered and Akihiko glared at him. “I will still pester you until I am blue in the face. I don’t think I’ll be able to let you go and be free.” He brought his index finger and middle fingers together on both hands and used air quotes. Akihiko took a moment to just try to let the tension between them loosen up, but his emotions and strong head made the situation worse. “If Miki was alive, she wouldn’t want to see you like this, Shinji.” Annnnnd that’ll do it.

“Haven’t I told you to stop coming here?”

His voice echoes from the shadows of the Iwatodai alleyways, his steps echoing as he emerged from the darkness;the bags under his eyes darker then they had ever been—sleep was starting to escape him more and more these days. Shinji tilted he head to the side, his neck cracking before he did it the opposite way, staring at Akihiko and dark brows knitting together and making his gray hues glare over at the other.

If this was another attempt of getting him to come back, he had to shut it down quickly.

“How many times do I have to say ‘no’ before you get it through that thick skull of yours?”

// @tantalizingmuses | Akihiko Sanada.

[lebenspurpur]

hi! i’m not sure if you’ve already done this or if it’d make you uncomfortable, but could i please possibly request the slashers with their s/o on their period? like how they’d act about it or what they’d do for their s/o? annnnnd maybe some nsfw if you’re okay with it? thank you so much, make sure you’re not overworking yourself and you’re taking care! ❤️

Thank you! You take care as well, get some water, a snack, grab a blanket and enjoy :)

Slashers with their s/o on their period:

Warnings: undetailed NSFW, blood duh, not proofread oof (my god I never do, do I?)

Michael Myers

SFW

Michael doesn't give a shit. This is your problem, not his.

If you're really in pain during that time of the month, he'll get more aware.

He surprisingly doesn't want you to feel pain, doesn't matter because of what.

Now he wants to stop the pain but he doesn't know how. You have to initiate any kind of physical contact.

After you show him how he might heat up a hot water bottle every now and then and worldlessly place it on your stomach.

If he's feeling soft, he'll place his big, warm hands on your belly when he hugs from behind.

He really tries to make you feel better though if you don't feel any pain, he doesn't see any reason to.

NSFW

Michael adores period sex. It adds to his natural desire for blood. In a way, it gets him hornier than normal sex.

He's probably the most unafraid slasher too. Michael loves your blood, no matter where it comes from.

Michael's pretty dangerous when it comes to sex though, so if you're in pain tell him, because he won't stop while you're at it.

He loves to go down on you. That might be disgusting to some, but to him, the taste of your blood mixed with your juices is the best thing on earth. And imagine him glancing up to you, eyes heavily lidded and chin covered in the red substance.

Vincent Sinclair

SFW

Vincent is the absolute sweetest when it comes to your special time of the month.

He knows exactly when it is since he wrote it in his calendar and on the day you start, he'll have pads or tampons ready for you.

Vincent gets Lester to go buy you snacks and he forces Bo to stop being annoying. At the end that's useless anyway, because the second Bo hears the words period, he's gone.

Vince knows how much your hormones can fuck up your emotions so he's always there to provide comfort. If you snap at him, he might feel a bit thrown off but he'll forgive you.

Need a hug? Just tell him. Vincent will be even more tender than he usually is, so careful as not to hurt you.

NSFW

Vincent isn't disgusted by period blood but he's concerned.

That being said he's skeptical about period sex because he doesn't want to cause even more pain than you're already in.

However, he doesn't say no to fingering or going down on you.

He's fine with only giving and not receiving pleasure for the time of your period. Though he'll be relieved when you offer to repay him.

If you insist on real sex, he'll do it for you but he's so much more tender and sweet and careful. Your pleasure is the only thing important to him, especially on your period.

Bo Sinclair

SFW

I am sorry but Bo flees the second he hears period.

When he thinks about it, the only things he remembers are mood swings, no sex, and blood.

Yeah, he's not the most considerate.

It takes a while to make him stay and help you through this time. Maybe after a few years of an ongoing relationship, he'll be willing to try.

The only thing he will do if you ask him to is a message.

NSFW

Bo is absolutely against sex during your period. He finds it absolutely disgusting.

However, Bo is horny and he has a high sex drive.

At the end of it, he might fuck you. After all, the blood usually eases up during the end and the other symptoms do so as well.

Sex while you're actively bleeding though? Never.

Lester Sinclair

SFW

Lester doesn't know a whole lot about periods. His mom died before she could teach him and, unlike his brother Vincent, he doesn't know anything about the human anatomy.

However, that doesn't mean he won't try to help you.

He gets advice from Bo, which he proceeds to ignore because Bo just tells him to leave. Vincent however gives him a clear explanation of how your body works and so he figures out how to help you.

Lester will make sure you're warm, with wrapped blankets around you and hot water bottles on your tummy.

Snacks will always be available and Lester will even feed you if you ask him.

Cuddles are a must. He'll gladly wrap his arms around you, Jonesy lying next to you, cuddled up next to your bodies.

NSFW

At first, he doesn't even understand that things could be different during your period.

Then it hits him that the pain might make it uncomfortable for you.

Lester is totally down to have sex as long as you're fine with it.

If not, he'll be happy to pleasure himself for the time of your period.

Baby Firefly

SFW

Baby knows how shit periods can be. She'll be so understanding and considerate, trying to be the best girlfriend she can be.

Whatever it is you wish, Baby will get it for you.

As a reward, she demands the same though.

If she's on her period, she wants you to show the same consideration she showed you.

If Otis is annoying you, she'll also gladly get him to shut up.

NSFW

Baby doesn't have a problem with period sex, after all, she has quite the experience with blood.

However, she knows how difficult it can be to be horny and in pain during your period.

She'll gladly not receive any pleasure and only go down on you if it makes you feel good.

Otis Driftwood

SFW

He doesn't know shit about periods.

Whenever Baby had her time of the month, he kind of just.. didn't care.

I can see him get high and then have a breakdown because he doesn't know why you're bleeding or how to stop it.

Even if you explain it to him, he won't get it.

He'll give you gifts because he's unsure of what else to do.

NSFW

He... has way too much experience with kinky things to be disgusted by period sex.

As I said, if he's high, the blood could trigger a panic attack.

He won't do oral though, that's not his thing.

Otis doesn't care if you feel pain, he's a sadist. Unless it's really bad, he doesn't even acknowledge it.

Billy Loomis

SFW

He doesn't know a lot about it, but he tries his best.

If you need help in any way, he'll be there for you.

Billy will whine if you make him buy pads. He'll do so anyway because he's a simp.

His advice comes from his male friends, so he'll do the classics, buy chocolates and flowers, and provide many cuddles.

If you snap at him, he'll sulk for a bit.

NSFW

He immediately thought period meant no sex. You'll have to initiate it if you're interested.

He'll push you away at first, confusedly asking about your period.

Billy isn't the biggest fan of period sex. He just doesn't quite like the idea.

His sex drive is too high to say no, so he'll fuck you anyway but he prefers it when you're not bleeding.

Stu Macher

SFW

He will be pretty clingy, trying to be the sweet boyfriend™.

He might forget about your pain over how much of a great boyfriend he is.

Stu will come back to reality when you snap at him and then he suddenly understands that periods aren't cute and wholesome at all.

He learns from that experience.

He's kind of scared now, you just don't know if it's because you're in pain or because you could snap at him again.

Stu is still supportive, he's just way more distant during that time than he used to.

NSFW

Stu also didn't even think about sex during your period.

The first time he gets horny during your period it suddenly hits him. He can't just go and ask you, can he?

It'll take him a while to openly talk about the subject.

He isn't really disgusted by your blood, he just never considered it?!

Stu prefers normal sex over period sex, that way he has less to think about.

Brahms Heelshire

SFW

His mom never told him anything about periods.

He didn't even know they exist.

The first time he sees you bleed he nearly faints from worry.

Brahms needs a lot of explaining to fully understand why your body acts the way it does.

After that, he'll be very timid but supportive with his help.

Cuddles are a daily activity anyway but now he'll be more careful, tenderly caressing your tummy as he snuggles against your skin.

He might even do a few of the chores.

Pro tip: If you act like you're actually dying from how painful it is, he'll be way more compliant.

NSFW

Sex is one of the first things he worries about, how could it not be.

He's kind of shy about the whole topic so the subject will only come up when he's super horny.

Brahms won't fuck you during this time, he'd probably forget about the blood and then panic when he spots it on his dick.

Oral is a must since Brahms' sex drive is extremely high.

In the beginning, he's against giving oral, but he's too aroused to care anymore after a while.

Thomas Hewitt

SFW

Being the queen she is, Luda already taught him a whole lot about female anatomy and periods.

The second he notices your bleeding, he's fully committed to showing all his support.

Thomas is there for you, doesn't matter what you need.

He's tough Y/N, neither your high emotionality nor blood can hurt him.

Tommy is so tender and caring, even more than he usually is.

He is the best slasher out there to care for you during your period.

NSFW

It takes him a lot of convincing to get him to have sex with you during your period.

He's not disgusted, after all, he's been through worse. He just doesn't want you to be in pain.

You need to get him really, really riled up to get him to give in to his urges instead of ignoring them.

His sexual urges feel like a burden to him, especially during your period.

He needs a lot of time and love to understand that it's just natural and nothing to be ashamed of.

Josef

SFW

Uh oh.

Feminist Josef™ shows up.

All women are queens and for the time being, he's going to treat you like one.

Home-cooked meals, warm hugs and he'll even wash your hair!

Josef is also really interested in the anatomy of your body and why and how this whole process happens.

I can see him staring at a tampon with a child-like curiosity in his eyes.

"It just... gets bigger when it's inside?! Wow..."

NSFW

He isn't concerned about sex, his sex drive is pretty low.

If you really want it, he's going to give in but he'll be extra careful.

Josef isn't disgusted by blood, he's mature enough to see it as a normal fluid your body produces.

It kind of boosts his ego, that you want him even during this time of the month.

Amanda Young

SFW

Naw, Y/N, she understands immediately.

She's a pretty busy woman but whenever she has time, her support and help are yours.

Sometimes she'll drop little gifts at your door while you're sleeping, having just come home from work.

If she has time, she'll be unnaturally clingy, cuddling up to you way more than usual.

Her temper does clash with your emotionality sometimes but she'll calm down quickly and apologize.

NSFW

She's fine with no sexual contact for the time of your period.

Amanda is not disgusted by period blood, she just knows how uncomfortable your period can get.

Some soft sex is always in if you want it as well.

She won't do very rough or kinky stuff during this time, you deserve to feel loved, supported, and comfortable.

[xoxo-teddybear]

FOR TILL COLLEGE - Bakugou Katsuki

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

If y’all couldn’t tell from the title, I’ve been watching iCarly A LOT recently and one of my favorite episodes is when Carly kisses Bad Boy Griffon and Spencer catches it

So imagine Bakugou and Y/N’s daughter, Katsumi, doesn’t get along at all with some ex-delinquent bad boy who is tryna be good. This bad boy still has his bad boy ways and so Bakugou took him under his wing bc this boy reminded him of his younger self...except worse for obvious reasons.

Y/N is out doing pro hero patrols and Bakugou gets back early to find Katsumi and Bad Boy smooching on the couch

SCENARIO

Bakugou walked through the door expecting to find his little mentee working on the project he left for him to do in his home. What he didn’t expect was for his daughter to be making out with this ex-delinquent on their family couch.

“Whaaa-HUHHHHHHH?!?!??” Bakugou continuously screames as the two separate, Bad Boy remains calm on the couch and Katsumi stands up in shock. Bakugou gestures to the whole scene with his hands as he finally stops screaming.

*Time Skip to like 5 minutes later*

“Let’s just recap! I catch you robbing a store, I give you a second chance and decide to not have you arrested, I take you in to mentor you in the ways of hero work, and you pay me back by chewing on my daughter’s face?!” Bakugou says as he finished pacing in the living room as Bad Boy and Katsumi sit on the couch away from each other .

“We were kissing,” Bad Boy says.

“GUILTY!” Bakugou screames in Bad Boy’s face but then Katsumi spoke up.

“I KISSED HIM FIRST!” Katsumi explained. Bakugou just looked at her in shock before opening his mouth to speak but then closing it again. He then turned to Bad Boy and spoke.

“Out!” He said and began to drag bad boy’s arm to the door and kick him out. On the way there, the two teens began complaining.

“I will talk to you later!” Bakugou says to the ex-delinquent but when bad boy makes it to the door he speaks to Katsumi again.

“I will call you,” bad boy says.

“Kay!” Katsumi joyously replies.

“You’ll call no one! .....Ever!” Bakugou says to bad boy as he steps back into the house. Bakugou runs to the kitchen to grab the first thing he sees, an apple, and runs back out to throw it towards bad boy hitting him on the head. “Yes!” He exclaimed and ran back inside.

Bakugou rubs his temples and huffs out a frustrated sigh before he spoke to his teen daughter.

“I don’t under- how did- ....WHEN I LEFT HERE, you hated him. How did you go from hate to......mwuahhhhhh,” Bakugou said and then stuck his tongue out all over his face to over-exaggerate the kiss as he made out with the air to mock his daughter.

“Well! I was trying to study but *bad boy* kept turning up music so I came down here to yell at him, I called him obnoxious and he said I needed to get a sense of humor, so I said ‘oh really?’ Then while I was telling him how immature he was, I realized he was really cute annnnnd then he asked me if I liked music and I said ‘who doesn’t like music?’ So then we started talking and I realized he’s really sweet and smart and his lips were right there infront of me so I leaned over and kissed him!” Katsumi explained as her father stared at her in shock with his hands pressed together as he kept them infront of his lips.

“And I don’t kiss like mwuahhhhhh,” Katsumi said mimicking her father’s ‘make out with the air’ action. “I KISS LIKE A PRINCESS!” She exclaimed. Bakugou exhaled deeply before he spoke calmly.

“You are grounded...forrr...till college,” he calmly stated.

“For till college?!?!?!” Katsumi questioned.

“FOR TILL COLLEGE!” Bakugou quickly replied.

“Why?!” She asked.

“For kissing that delinquent!” Bakugou said as he walked to the kitchen as Katsumi followed.

“You’re the one who took him under your wing!”

“Well this ‘wing’ shalln’t flap no more!” Bakugou replied!

“*Bad Boy* is never allowed here again and you’re never allowed to have any contact with him,” Bakugou said with a triumphant smirk. Curse the damn parent card.

“Why?! What did I do that was so bad?!” Katsumi asked.

“Oh you know, Lipsey!” Bakugou stated. Katsumi stared in shock.

“I’m almost 16!” She said, “how old were you when you started kissing girls?!”

“Eleven..? THAT IS NOT THE ISSUE RIGHT NOW!”

“The issue is that you’re totally over reacting!” She said.

“Say whatever you want,” Bakugou said as his smirk returned and he crossed his arms, “you’re still so grounded.”

Katsumi stood still once again before she smashed a dinner plate on the ground. Bakugou remained unphased and copied her as he dropped another plate to the ground. Katsumi threw another plate and as she was about to throw another one, Bakugou interviened.

“Wait wait wait....That’s my favorite china, you can’t break it.” Bakugou said with one arm up and a stilled face.

“Am I ungrounded and can I hang out with *Bad Boy*?!” Katsumi asked with sass.

“No you are not and no you can not- ARGHHH!” Bakugou screamed as Katsumi threw the china to the ground. Katsumi then ran to her room frustrated with her father. Once her door slammed, Y/N returned from patrol. She walked to the kitchen to find her loving husband.

“Hey love, I- woah.” Y/N said as she saw the mess on the ground. “What’d I miss?”

Bakugou sighed and began to get the broom as Y/N bent down to pick up a few broken pieces.

“Awe man, this is the china I was gonna gift to Midoriya for his upcoming birthday. It looks exactly like your favorite one. Too bad he won’t get it this year.” You pouted at the pieces of broken plates.

Bakugou still had his back turned as he retrieved the broom but a smiled fell onto his face as he heard about how it was Deku’s broken present and not his favorite china. He let out a relieved sigh as he turned to clean up the mess. Well part of it at least.

Now he has a moody teenage daughter and a bad boy to take care of.

[canyouhearthelight]

The Miys, Ch. 134

Since I am queueing this chapter the same that I queued the last one, I just want to say:

If you have found my story in the last week, and liked it, thank you. It makes me smile when that happens.

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A week later, I was wincing and out of breath when I reached my office for the day.  Tyche had enthusiastically agreed with Arthur’s suggestion, and after some tests from Maverick showed that I could apparently kick hard enough to break a grown man’s pelvis - although not without also breaking my foot - I had been expected to be in the gym for nearly two hours every day.  My legs hurt and my feet looked worse than the time I tried to learn ballet en pointe.  As if that wasn’t bad enough, I was also apparently very slow in reacting with my legs as a result of years learning to fight with, you know, my hands. Like a normal person.  This meant I was also wearing five pound weights on each ankle, all day, including when sparring.

So far, the only thing I had noticed was a demonstrably shorter patience and a reduction in how much I bounced my legs. Or sat comfortably.

I was so absorbed in my bad mood and how badly my legs hurt that I had already gotten coffee, greeted my mentees, and sat at my desk before I noticed something out of place.  As usual, Parvati and Hannah were across from each other at the table they typically sat at, but Parvati was standing and demonstrating something.

While using the table emitter, which they only ever used for my benefit.

Tilting my head in what probably looked like what Sparkle’s expression when she was denied a treat, I watched as Parvati picked up a vaguely pen-shaped object - it really looked more like a sonic screwdriver than a writing implement - and started making neon pink lines of various widths, swirls to test the slant it would make, and using it at various speeds before closely considering the color of each line.

“What in the world is that?”

“Paint testers,” Hannah explained. “Charly dropped them off with Vati last night, along with the programming to simulate how they work so we could test them with an emitter and not a wall.”

“Paint?”

“For the Festival. Charly designed these for us to use instead of trying to get permission to use actual spray paint.  The fumes of spray paint are apparently very caustic to Noah.”

I shuddered. “Yeah, no spray paint, clearly.”

Apparently satisfied with the pink, Parvati keyed her datapad to clear the emitter and picked up a different pen.  This one was a beautiful lapis blue. “She’s quite brilliant,” she murmured as she tested the pen. “The pens work like an airbrush, but she took some inspiration from something Arthur Farro gifted her several years ago and ensured the pigment will only last three Ark-days.  It also only appears under certain lighting.”

“And it’s non-toxic, of course,” Hannah added with a smile. “Because, you know… Charly.”

I hesitated before asking the next question. “How non-toxic are we talking?”

To my utter horror, rather than respond, Parvati opened her mouth and used a different button on the pen to paint her entire tongue blue. “They’re edible.” She closed her mouth with a smile before her eyebrows shot up. “Oh! That one is pomegranate!”

Hannah furiously made notations on her datapad before looking back up at me. “Vati already tested them on canvas in her quarters, but we also wanted to make sure the simulation software works so that we don’t waste pigment trying to figure out the design elements.”

“We’re also rather curious about what flavor each one is,” Parvati admitted before swapping to a toxic-looking green. “This one is peach, I do remember that. The pink was popcorn.”

I shook my head. “Do you want people licking the walls? Because this is how you get people to lick the walls.” I walked over as I was speaking and idly picked up one that was labelled as Titan Black.

Hannah snatched it away quickly. “That one is scotch bonnet flavor. I found that out the hard way.”

“I get making them non-toxic, but why are they flavored?” Hannah arched an eyebrow at me and I held my hands up defensively. “Other than the obvious application. Why design flavored paint pens for the Food Festival murals?”

Parvati blanked the emitter again and swapped pens. “That is going to be part of the design and experience,” she started to explain. “We originally wanted them non-toxic in case of the non-zero event that Else tries to eat the paint off the walls.” I nodded since ‘non-zero’ was putting it lightly. “Then I had the idea to include the possibility of Else eating the mural into its design.  Rather than worry that Else will eat it, I am planning on it: I am going to create a piece that changes as the various colors are devoured.”

“Annnnnd how do you plan on controlling what order Else eats everything in?”

She waved to the row of pens on the table. “These are each in a flavor that we know Else likes. I am currently testing in my quarters what the order of preference is.”

As my mind started to catch up, I started nodding. “Your test swatches last night.”

“Precisely. I have them laying out in a grid, easily accessible to Else, and they are being monitored. We will take the recording and determine what the order of preference is from there.”

I shook my head with a huge grin. “That’s one hell of a performance art piece.”

Hannah straightened her posture in an imitation of Pravati’s normal ramrod-straight demeanor. “There is nothing more fitting for a celebration of how humanity persists in surviving, despite how transient and brief life can be, along with a clear showing of how we intend to welcome and embrace the differences between ourselves and those most different from us - even those who once nearly destroyed us but wished to make peace.”

“That’s frighteningly good,” Parvati praised nonchalantly as she squirted a fluorescent yellow into her mouth. “It makes no sense for that one to taste of something spicy.”

I took the pen and forced myself to spray it in my mouth. I perked up when it was actually very familiar and delicious. “It’s gochujang…” They both looked at me skeptically. “Apparently Else likes spicy food?”

“I’m starting to think this is how she flavors her popcorn,” Hannah murmured.

My head shook on that one. “No, all her popcorn is decidedly popcorn-flavored. The coloring is added while it is being made, along with the flavoring. Same thing with her ice-cream, and with the candy bars.”

“I agree,” Parvati added. “This pigment is quite wet, it would never work on something like popcorn.” Pausing in her testing, she turned to me. “She has made popcorn in your quarters before, did you notice how she colored it?”

I thought back to the movie night, fighting through how nostalgic and relaxing it made me feel. “It has to be a high-saturation powder.  Other than the actual oil she used to pop it, everything she put in was powdered.”

“But it was toffee popcorn,” Parvati argued. “I remember because it was such a lovely shade of purple.”

Hannah and I both glanced at each other before turning concerned looks to Parvati. I was the one who eventually spoke. “You make toffee popcorn by adding sugar and salt while it’s being popped, Vati. Both are powders.”

“And how am I supposed to know that?” she demanded with a scowl before picking up a pen.

I looked back at Hannah, who was as baffled as I was. “Vati? Do you cook?”

She scoffed. “Of course not. Xiomara is a brilliant cook, why would I give that up?”

“But you know how, right?” I prodded. “We always have cooking classes going on here.”

She decidedly ignored us.  I gaped at Hannah, who eventually crowed with laughter. “Oh my god! We found something Vati doesn’t know how to do!”

“Xio does make a wicked roti with veg curry,” I tried to defend her. If she was deflecting, Parvati clearly didn’t want to talk about it.

“And I can cook,” Parvati argued. “I can roast meat, and forage edible plants, and clean them both.”

“Works for me!” I chirped, trying to defuse the situation before Parvati actually got upset. “If you can cook enough to feed yourself in an apocalypse, I consider that a solid fundamental basis.”

Hannah finally took the hint. “Well, if you ever want to learn more, gods know you have plenty of friends who can teach you. Hell, Sophia taught Maverick to cook, and when they first met he had a very iffy relationship with the concept of food in general.”

That got me a look. “He had been through a lot, okay? You spend thirty years with everyone blaming your sensory issues with food on just ‘being picky’,” I used air quotes for emphasis, “and yeah, you start living on the three foods you like and a lot of vitamins and protein drinks.”

Parvati stopped in her tracks and slowly turned her head toward me before taking a seat. “How did someone who doesn’t even eat to live end up with two people who live to eat?”

I felt my face heat up, but managed to limit my reaction to a shrug. “If he said he didn’t like something, I took that at face value and didn’t make him eat it. If he never had it, I thought really hard about how similar it was to things he did or didn’t like, and offered it to him - or didn’t -  based on that.  I never took it as a challenge I needed to make him overcome, just as a challenge I needed to rise to.”

She considered this for a moment, glancing to Hannah who nodded in confirmation, before speaking. “This is why you cook.” It wasn’t a question. Parvati stated it as a fact.

And I confirmed it was, indeed, a fact. “One of the few things Huynh and I agree on is hospitality. I don’t want anyone to come to my table and feel they can’t eat.  It’s how I was raised.  There will be food they like, and plenty of it.”

I heard a popping noise from Hannah’s direction, and turned only to realize that it was her neck popping when she turned from Parvati to me.  Eyes wide, she was barely audible when she whispered, “That’s why the Food Festival is so important to you…”

It took several attempts and a lot of nodding to swallow the lump in my throat. “We were all scared, and all strangers in this insane reality that we weren’t even sure was actually real.  I thought - knew - it would ground us, and even start uniting us. If we could all see that arroz con pollo, paella, chicken biriyani, chicken etouffee weren’t all that different? What’s more familiar than chicken and rice, or fried puffs of dough, or pancakes?” I shook my head. “I remember my first day on the Ark. I was in a mess hall, and even with my sister and cat, I knew I was luckier than most but so lost.  I just - “ I gulped and fought back tears. “I wanted shepherd’s pie so bad it hurt my soul. And I tried and tried to get it from the food consoles, and it was never the right thing. I must’ve tried eight times. It was so frustrating!” I didn’t catch myself in time to keep from slamming my fist a couple times on the table. “I felt even more lost.  Someone came up to me and asked what I was doing.” 

I took a deep breath to banish the concept of Arantxa from my head. “And dragged me to Conor because she realized that what I was saying and what she was hearing weren’t the same thing.  That’s how I actually met him. And, bless his face, he knew exactly what I was asking for and got it for me if I promised to help him get French toast, of all things.”  The memory made me smile. “Believe it or not, that moment mattered more to me than even waking up on the Ark when I should have been dead. Just… the idea that this person who knew nothing about me except what I wanted for dinner, was able to fix that lost feeling.  I want everyone to have that.”

Parvati was staring at me like she was watching the most romantic story in the world, but at least Hannah nodded seriously. “Steak and ale pie. I always want that when I’m stressed.”

I snapped my fingers and pointed at her. “Exactly. And multiply that by every type of steak and ale pie anyone can possibly make on the Ark? I know I don’t have to convince you two to keep the Festival anymore, but yeah.  That’s why it matters so much to me.”

I turned to Parvati, who was drumming her fingers and looking down somewhat sheepishly. “Most cultures have a kind of curry, so I never really thought about it,” she admitted. “But it makes sense, from that perspective. I never thought about it.”

Reaching out to pat her hand, I gave her a serious look. “That doesn’t mean you have to learn to cook anything more than what you already know,” I assured her. “It’s my motivation. No one else’s. If you ever want to learn to make something you don’t know how to, I’ll be happy to teach you. If you never want to learn how to make anything you don’t know how to, I will be happy to cook for you. Just… don’t ask me to bake? That’s a Tyche thing.”

She groaned. “Those mini black forest donuts….”

“Exactly. Don’t ask me to make them, I’ll ruin them ten times out of ten,” I laughed.

“She should make donuts for the Festival,” Hannah suggested wistfully. “Do you think we could talk her into it?”

I held up my hands in surrender. “I’m not asking her to do it, so have fun.”

“But you’re her sister.”

“How the hell do you think I know not to ask?” I gave them both a flat stare that set them giggling. “Donuts for the family? Fine. Donuts for the whole entire Ark? Not touching it.”

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[soniabigcheese]

Bad Things Bingo: Frostbite with Alan or Kayo, or both.

Thanks for the ask. Now this one was really tricky and I had to brainstorm a little for ideas. So @janetm74 thanks for the idea.

Set shortly after Growing Pains and I'm taking a LOT of liberties here. There's probably a LOT of details that I have seriously overlooked but ... PFFT, this is what you're getting.

Hope you like it.

Annnnnd....

We have ONE LINE !!

@badthingshappenbingo

The Long Trudge Home

Fanbase: Thunderbirds are go Characters: Kayo Kyrano, John Tracy, Ned Tedford, Wayne Rigsby and EOS Mild peril, mainly a grumpy Kayo here

Kayo's teeth chattered as they slowly made their way back to civilisation. Oh sure, sliding down the drainage pipes was a fast way to escape the toxic gases, but it took them right around the opposite side of the peninsula.

And Kayo realised that whilst John's uniform had it's own built in body temperature monitor. Hers didn't, and she certainly felt the bite of the chilly winds whipping around the craggy mountain side.

Her fingerless gloves were useless too, as she had to stop and blow into her hands to get the circulation going.

Nimble she might be, but the fact that her fingers were becoming numb, seriously hampered her walk/stumble back home, pulling the rest of the team's progress back along with her.

At least Ned tried to hand over his hat ... and a fluffy grey scarf he'd had stuffed inside his overalls, but she stubbornly refused.

Gods it was freezing bloody cold and the gusts brought fresh snow whipping around them. Visibility and lighting were vanishing fast. Their only saving grace ... if you could call her that ... was EOS, still struggling to fight off Havoc's infection, as well as trying to get a decent signal. At least she could vaguely pinpoint their location and occasionally ... between hacking coughs ... calculated and relayed just how far they'd gotten.

It was not encouraging, as progress was very slow. Footholds vanished or crumbled as they edged around jagged rocks.

Kayo was a fair weather girl and longed to be back on Tracy Island, lounging by the pool with a mocktail or two. Heck, putting up with Gordon and Alan's pillow fights right now, would be a bonus.

"HEY!"

A strong arm gripped hers and many others joined in, grabbing her shoulders, looping around her back.

"I'm fine ... I'm fine." she muttered, weakly trying to bat them away, "I can manage this."

It was Wayne who grasped her shoulders and shook her.

"No, you are not," he said gruffly, "you almost fell there."

He scanned the area, squinting at the darkening sky.

"We need to get to shelter," he turned to John, who nodded, "and ride this one out."

"I'll contact Tracy Island," the redhead replied, casting a critical eye at EOS as she kept cutting out and rebooting, "see if we can get a lift. Sorry EOS, this is a matter of security. Can't have you passing your virus to command centre."

That's okay John. Sorry I'm not much use to you right now.

"You did your best EOS and thanks."

"I hate this place." Kayo shuddered, leaning into Wayne, who was rubbing her arms comfortingly.

He took his jacket off and wrapped it around her shoulders.

"You and me too kid." "Actually," Ned chipped in, "I've been in much worse."

They all stopped shuffling to briefly glance at Ned, who shrugged his shoulders.

"Just saying, that's all."

As they continued making their slow way around the sharp granite, a fissure appeared. The entrance was narrow, but on shining a light - supplied by John - they noticed that there was quite a bit of space inside. Just enough for four figures ... with a very tight squeeze.

Since Kayo was the smallest of the group, they shoved her inside and followed suit. Unlike Virgil, who was well prepared for almost everything. Their supplies were down to the bare minimum.

But practical Wayne, carried a lighter and a penknife.

Because ...

"Yeah sure, it's old fashioned, but I like to be prepared."

Crouched together, they all took turns, rubbing their hands and Kayo's too, as her fingers were starting to turn blue. John offered to boost the heating element in his suit but was quickly nixed because that would mean a drain on his batteries. And they didn't know how long they were going to be stuck here.

Kayo found herself drifting and was quickly poked in the ribs by Wayne who hissed.

"Don't you DARE fall asleep on me Kayo. Got that?"

Ned held his finger up.

"You know what the best way of distributing body heat is?"

Everyone turned and looked at him. Kayo snarled.

"Don't even think about it."

Just then, the comms crackled to life. It was Virgil. The signal was weak because coverage was practically non existent in that mountainous area. But he managed to get through.

He asked for details, told them Scott was with him and gave instructions on how they were going to rescue all four of them.

[traumatized-motherfuckers]

Friendship Dissolutions; A Lesson in Asshole Trauma Reactions

So this is normally my school day, but I’m feeling the need to dig into something else this morning. The past events of this weekend, annnnd the past nearly two years. Because, if you  hadn’t heard, relationships are hard and I like to embarrass myself by telling you about all my fuck ups.

You know, romantic relationships are a disaster for yours truly, but I always thought I was pretty good at the friendship thing. Since high school I’ve almost always had robust friendly relationships - both in depth and breadth. With the exception of a few difficult points in my life since 16, my phone has never been quiet, my weekends have only been isolating when I’ve been isolating myself, and I’ve always felt like I had humans on my side who were closer to kin than my actual family.

The thing is, there have been periods when this hasn’t been the case. I want to say that it’s generally when I’m in my worst mental health downfalls, but I don’t think that’s universally true. There have been variable reasons for separating myself from other people, or vice versa. Sometimes getting too busy, sometimes naturally growing apart, sometimes getting too obsessed with a romantic partner.

But, taking a more analytical view, underlying my lost friendship events, trauma has often been one of the influences that corrupted my friendships and left me lonely, even if it doesn’t seem like it at face value. The thing is, the trail of breadcrumbs might go back 20 years or so. I might not have been in a full-blown trauma state at the time, but those early life non-learnings about relationships have left their mark. So, yes, I do believe that CPTSD is the prerequisite for interpersonal disruptions and we’re not alone in that.

Anyways, in this Fucker’s life, for the past almost 2 years I’ve been in one of those friendship lulls. I’ve had casual friends, roommates, work-associates, distant relationships, some of those hey-how’s-it-going-every-two-months relations. But I haven’t had those deep, rich, all-encompassing friendships that used to define my existence. The ones that used to make me feel safe enough to have an existence, at all.

It’s all because I lost my core group of friends, I didn’t understand and couldn’t fix the problem, and I had no idea how to move forward.

And this last time when I lost everyone I loved, it was definitely due to trauma. Acute, historical, and recovering trauma, to be specific. It was a horrible period of my life, I was a human wrecking ball, and I had no emotional control… because, partially thanks to said friends, I never had to develop those skills.

Basically, I’ve been on my own since a whole series of mental health related isolation events and relationships dissolutions that have persisted since - I want to say 2019 - but to be more holistic, the ship started sailing earlier than that. Like, when I was born.

This has all come to mind more than usual because, this weekend? I had a strange rush of humans back into my life. For the first time in a long time, I saw my best, closest, most important old friends, who were closer to siblings…. In our natural habitat, with our normal friendship routines, with hundreds of memories from the past decade flying around the room.

And today… or, realistically, since I tried to go to sleep after seeing them each day this weekend… I have the relationship reckoning to deal with. The emotional and cognitive processing of everything that’s happened. The lost years. The sense of abandonment. The feeling of being cast out of a family. The inkling that everyone was talking about me. The realization that I was acting a fool, and maybe they should be talking about me. The sense that all parties were partially responsible, but I was the one to blame. The voice in my head that has called me a crazy, miserable, unlovable mess the entire time I debated this at 6am and 6pm and 3am for the past several years.

And now, in the aftermath, I have to work through the dynamic cocktail of feelings, the sense of waiting for the other shoe, and the big decision - are these relationships that I feel secure pursuing again?

And I don’t think I’m alone in this one.

So, today I thought it would be good to talk about this. The history of losing my favorite people on the planet, how I perceived it at the time, how I see my own trauma-actions fucking shit up in hindsight, how I’ve forgiven myself for being such a wild one, and… well… my hesitancy to have close friendships with humans who hurt me in the past. The ways I realized that being separate was beneficial to my mental health and life progress. The self-sabotaging enablement patterns that I now recognize, ran deep, in our old group of friends. The fear that being around them again will let my trauma brain run away with me.

Woo - it’s a whole personal relationship reckoning over here. Let’s just do this, so I can get to my school work at some point soon.

History

So let me set up this situation. You need the background details, of which, there are many dramatic twists and turns.

Be me, Spring of 2019. My romantic relationship with my ex in Atlanta - the musical narcissist that I followed to the city - is going terribly. Since we moved things have been rocky, but now our relationship has been pumped full of disappointment, unfair expectations, emotional codependency, resentment, horrific fighting, and abuse of all colors. Every day is a battle. We’re rarely ever “happy” together. We’re closer to enemies than friends. And we live under the same roof - the one his parents bought for him, outright in cash - to make matters even more fun.

Other than him, I’m alone in this city. I work at the brewery, where no one really likes me. I have one friend from work, but little time to interact thanks to the demanding schedule of my ex with his gigs and out-of-state child visitation.

Financially, my savings have been depleted by floating my significant other’s horrible decisions for the past 2 years. We can never get ahead. He never pays me back for anything. I’m basically in his pocket, as far as needing resources to survive.

As you can imagine, and as I’ve described previously, my mental health is in THE SHITTER. Maybe worse than it’s ever been, although this is hard to judge against some of my earlier years in my 20’s. I’m definitely ramped up in an aggressive and defensive trauma state more than ever before, thanks to living with my aggressor every day. I feel like I’m surviving against the will of my partner, who seems to legitimately be doing his best to drive me into an early grave every single time the sun rises. He’s moved into the territory of intentionally triggering me for hours on end, upsetting me to the point of mental breakdowns, and then gaslighting me for “acting so crazy.” Things have become dangerous, I have no one to turn to, and no cash to get myself into a better situation… not that I know what a better situation even looks like.

But one day, I left. Packed my two bags, went to work, wound up at that single sort-of-friend’s house, never went back home.

And that’s when the real nightmare started. I mean, my ex was a terror over time as we lived together, but a narcissist scorned is a narcissist determined to ruin your fucking life. He harassed me daily via text, phone call, FB messenger, email, stalkings… whatever you can think of. When I blocked him on everything, he started trying to leverage our therapists against me until they refused to interact anymore. He wouldn’t let me into his house to get my stuff. He tried to have me arrested for attempting to do so, after he made arrangements with me to move that weekend. He suddenly refused to even acknowledge that he owed me a dime, and found a way to tally up venmo transactions to show that I actually owed him. He took my only support - our dog, who was really my dog - away and wouldn’t let me see him. Later, he reported my car stolen, so I had to purchase a new one without warning.

The list goes on and on. Just, assume every pathetic, cruel, desperate attempt at getting under someone’s skin and reminding them that they had the audacity to leave you. That’s what was going on in my world.

Meanwhile, with those financial and social pressures I mentioned earlier. No close friends in the area, no spare cash, an unstable job where I was on the chopping block for the reason of “the CEO didn’t like my personality,” nowhere to live, no idea where to go next or how to start a whole new life.

Annnnnd this is right about when my closely knit friend group back in Illinois sort of, well, dipped.

My bestest, best, most treasured friend in my lifetime had always been there for me. But now, she wasn’t. We had exchanged a handful of phone calls over the past month in the aftermath of this relationship ending, but she had been pretty detached from it. I wasn’t offended, because she had certainly heard enough of the drama in real time… of course she was tired of hearing about it...  but I was feeling especially alone and incapable of handling everything on my own, so the distance was difficult, nevertheless. Then, one day she told me that I was being too much for her. I had too high of expectations. It had been bothering her for a while. She needed me to understand and give her some space.

And this was the completely avoidable beginning of the end of my friendships. Let’s talk about why.

How I perceived it

So, I’m pretty sure you can guess how I took this challenging message from my best friend. Uh, poorly. I was so shocked that in my darkest hour, my comrade would feel like my problems were out of her paygrade. It felt like a stab to the heart and straight down through the gut. Here I was, completely alone and isolated, reaching back to my most trusted companions for a lifeline to keep my head above water, and… nothing. She didn’t want to reel me back into the boat.

I responded with some shitty messages about how I really wasn’t asking that much from her and I didn’t appreciate being blindsided by her sudden decision to get rid of me. I had only taken up a few phone calls to talk things through based on her schedule. I had visited her one weekend as I went to a job interview nearby. I had asked her to come visit me soon, so I could feel less alone for a few days. I didn’t think it was fair that she was responding this way. I couldn’t believe she would turn her back on me at this particular moment.

And so, the rift developed. We stopped speaking. I started sobbing. I was absolutely beside myself, as if I hadn’t already been. This wasn’t what I wanted, at all, but I also felt like I had no control in it.

.......

Like it? Well I’m too lazy to post the whole thing here. Check t-mfrs.com for the full blog AND the podcast recorded version. Yawelcome. 

www.t-mfrs.com 

(Traumatized Motherfuckers)

[plush-anon]

after many hours spent pausing the show bc good lord why did they do that, i have now finished Love Never Dies

annnnnd yikes 😬😬😬

I’ll start with the few positives I did enjoy from the recorded Australian production on Youtube:

1.) the camera work. This is the kind of thing I dream of for professionally recorded shows - it really allows for some lovely close-up shots of how the emotions play over their faces, it’s lush

2.) the costumes are well-crafted, and I desperately Want the Phantom’s long-ass swooshy trenchcoat cape thing he wore for the first half-hour 

3.) the sets used throughout this are honestly very impressively used and put together for some really fantastic shots

4.) the opening, with ‘Til’ I Hear You Sing Once More’. This song is honestly very lovely, and really articulates the Phantom’s loss and heartache for Christine. It’s sung very earnestly, and had the rest of the show been more like this I might have liked it more. 

5.) the Fucking Song, ‘Beneath a Moonless Sky’, is a guilty pleasure. It’s so over the top, and it is only about recounting that One Time they totally banged yo, and I love it. I think it’s the orchestration, but it’s also enjoyably silly even while it takes itself 100% serious. 

6.) As much as I hate to say this? ‘Devil Take the Hindmost’. While I hate the gist of the song - that being Raoul and Erik betting on who Christine will choose, and pretty much deciding for her who will get to be her one true love forever, completely negating the entire point of the OF musical where her choice was the most important factor for all of them - the pacing and the lyrics as they dance around each other are absolutely fantastic. It’s kind of sad to say, but Raoul and the Phantom, in this scene alone, display more chemistry in their singing than they do with anyone else. Let the hatefcuking commence~

7.) Some parts of ‘The Beauty Underneath’ I enjoy, particularly the ending scene where the Phantom is trying to talk Meg down. It’s very slow, melodic, and shows his more manipulative side, as well as how he can crawl into someone’s head, I love it. 

8.) This very interesting visual with a mirror in Christine’s dressing room. There are two separate scenes where someone is in the mirror singing. The first is the Phantom, between Raoul and Christine. The second is Raoul between the Phantom and Christine. It’s honestly a nice touch.

9.) The main three are excellent singers. 

 Unfortunately, that’s all on the list of what I liked. Everything else is a Giant Fcuking Mess. 

1.) The Phantom is no longer a complex, messed-up, but still somewhat sympathetic character, no; this is just a giant asshole who takes everyone for granted and barely realizes that anyone else exists except Christine, and even then only really as his personal instrument. 

He never actually apologizes to Christine for the shit he’s put her through and continues to put her through, but still demands obedience and forgiveness and understanding. It completely negates the entire point of POTO’s ending, where he actually realizes he’s done wrong by her and his actions pertaining her, and lets her go from his world entirely, and RESPECTING HER CHOICES AND LEAVING HER ALONE. 

Not to mention This Bitch also threatens to kidnap/possible “lose” her child if she doesn’t sing for him, keeps pushing her around and telling her what to do, and manipulating her life to change her decisions for her. 

AND HE’S FRAMED AS THE BETTER OPTION HERE

2.) Which reminds of me of the next big asshat: Raoul de Chagny, who has now become an alcoholic gambler who pushes his wife to do things she’s not comfortable doing to repay his debts, neglects his son entirely, and also is abrasive and controlling of Christine, to the point he yanks her back and forth on doing shit. Play this role! We should leave bc he was an asshole! No now we should leave bc Phantom is back! No take the role he’s paying triple! I’ll make a bet on whether she loves me to pay my debts! No wait you should quit ten minutes before you go on-stage bc I don’t want to lose you! MAKE UP YOUR GODDAMN MIND YOU MISERABLE PISSANT SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP

Like I can understand being overprotective to a certain degree, which could eventually morph into being controlling. But neglecting your son, your wife, drinking and gambling your fortune away? ALL of that?!? Really???

Shouldn’t he be desperate to keep his wife and son close to him at all times after the events of POTO? Never leave, never go anywhere, only do what’s safe? You COULD have set this up as a continuation of Safety versus Freedom with Raoul and the Phantom, show the good and bad of both and have her choose from there. Show the dichotomies and hypocrisies of both men’s standards. 

But nope! We’re just totes gonna make the husband like this for no goddamn reason, especially since Raoul doesn’t start suspecting that Gustave (his son) isn’t really his until Devil Take the Hindmost. He’s just that much of an idiot!

3.) The presence of Madame Giry and Meg Giry. Oh gods, where to even begin? They’re pretty much only here so that Sir Andy doesn’t have to make new characters with different backstories and motivations and introduce them accordingly. Nope! Now both women are blaming Christine for leaving the Phantom Man-Baby, and talking about everything they sacrificed to help him make his stupid-ass circus, and talking about how they love him and GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH Madame Giry in the POTO musical YOU LED RAOUL DIRECTLY TO THE PHANTOM’S LAIR SO HE COULD RESCUE CHRISTINE WHY ARE YOU COMPLAINING ABOUT HOW SHE BETRAYED HIM

And, oh, Meg... she reaaaaaaaaaaaaally got the short end of the stick here. I just... poor dear, she was horribly treated in this. 

Neither of them deserved to be like this, honestly. 

4.) Christine, to a lesser extent. Experienced Literal Character Assassination, forced to choose between two horrible options, stripped of her agency entirely, used as a bet in a game between said two horrible options, lied to and dragged around constantly, should have taken Gustave and run off with Meg to run a music store together. Fcuk you Sir Andy, for using POTO characters to act out your bitterness and frustration at your ex. 

5.) The entirety of the whole Boardwalk Circus schtick, spawning an additional Fuck You to Frederick Forsythe, who thought this was a tenable option for the story to progress. 

6.) The Phantom’s deformity was literally just four lines drawn onto his face with crayon and some smeared lipstick:

what even the fcuk, you couldn’t make the make-up crayon drawing more detailed??? take more than ten minutes to draw it on???

I never thought I would say this, but even the 2004 film’s depiction was better than this! At least that one partially drew from a real medical condition, Sturge-Weber Syndrome. What the fcuk is your excuse LND?!?

7.)  The Lyrics. Oh gods, the lyrics. Some songs were decent, mostly the ones I listed up top. But the rest? Did someone forget to give the writer a more advanced/creative guide to rhyming lyrics? I wrote better shit in middle school than Glenn Slater did for the majority of these lyrics. 

Glenn my dude, what the fcuk is this nonsense? You’ve written good shit like the Tangled songs and stuff for Galavant! Why are you writing worse than an angst-ridden middle schooler? It is immensely frustrating, to say the least. 

8.) The really WEIRD direction in acting. No one here acts like they know how to move their arms or hands naturally; there’s a lot of really odd and unnecessary gesturing that makes it look like everyone has just had their limbs replaced with faulty robotic arms. There’s also a lot of leaning the characters do, with their arms perfectly straight by their side and it just looks wrong. 

9.) The Phantom’s pseudonym is Mr. Y. No, they never explain why it is he chose that particular moniker. 

10.) Bathing Beauty. Just... all of it, here, tied to POTO, present and here. 

11.) It’s been exactly 10 years since Christine saw/banged the Phantom, and her son is precisely 10 years old. 

That’s... not how pregnancy works. At all. 

12.) This weird scene with the American press, where they are absolutely obsessed with Christine, despite the facts they present, such as:

- She hasn’t performed in 10 years anywhere. 

- She was a French performer, and

- She only starred in three operas at the Populaire (Hannibal, Il Muto, and Don Juan Triumphant, which wasn’t even finished. So technically 2.2 operas that we know of). 

Why, precisely, would American reporters be so obsessed with her upon hearing she’s coming? I could see some interest given the whole shebang with the Phantom, but after 10 years of radio silence, would she really garner an entire crowd of reporters and photographers... in America, no less? 

France I could definitely see. America? Not so much. 

13.) Gustave is a flat, generic kid character, who apparently is totes the Phantom’s son because... he can play the piano well. And also has the same ideas of music as the Phantom, despite never being taught about them, or discussed such things with his mother. 

Is musical talent only inherited through the father’s side of the family in this universe? I mean, we never learn about Christine’s mother, just her famous violinist father. Otherwise, why is it Gustave’s musical talent isn’t attributed to - oh, I don’t know - HIS FAMOUS OPERA SINGER MOTHER?!?

14.) Apparently the Phantom is also now the one who invented cars OH I MEAN “horseless carriages” 🙄 A carriage with no engine and a “ghost horse” appears, and everyone is just fcuking stunned by this, like they’ve never seen a vehicle move without a horse before. In 1907. 22 years after the first functional automobile was invented. Ugh. 

15.) seriously tho who thought basing a sequel on the Frederick Forsythe novel was a good idea why did nobody think to stop him apart from Sir Andy’s pet cat Otto. why.

16) The Phantom’s interactions with Gustave are distinctly creepy and unsettling. I keep getting pedo vibes from him and I Do Not Like It.

17.) The death scene at the end is so goddamn over-the-top and out of nowhere I just want to throw something, ugh

18.) And finally, my last gripe with this mess: This takes place in 1907, and declares that it’s ten years after the original musical. Despite the fact that the OG took place in 1885. Yippy skippy. 😑

I can honestly say I am Not a Fan of this musical as a whole, mostly based on the plot and the character assassinations (one quite literal) and the poor lyrics. I can admire the camera work, the basic singing ability, the scenery and costumes, and maybe two or three songs. But I just do not enjoy it. It took me two days to finish watching it because I kept cringing from what shit kept happening, and had to walk around and listen to other shit to get it out of my head. 

HOWEVER: People do enjoy this one on the sake of it being so bad and over-the-top, and I can honestly see the whys. It helps that most of the cast can sing, and the orchestration is done well. There’s a TON of stupid to mock, and a lot of over-the-top awkwardness to laugh at. This is a good one to watch and mock with friends, IMO. 

For those of you who do enjoy it, I’m afraid I have to disagree on most of it. Still, it is nice being able to watch this one for free, even if it is a giant hot mess.

And that’s all for me on this one! Have a good week guys!

[lbat1901]

Rantception S1•E1 - princeofmints exposed | ft. TatSquirp

(I am about a month late on posting this here)

Welcome to the first episode of my brand new series titled Rantception where I talk about a topic or some unfortunate soul who became a total jerk as of recently. I am starting this series off by talking about the user by the name of princeofmints.

princeofmints is apart of the Eddsworld community and they are apart of the official EW Amino, Tumblr, and Instagram. Unfortunately princeofmints is in some hot water right now.

Oh and before I get to that, I just want to make this clear, the princeofmints that I am referring to isn't the one who made tomtord p*rn. This princeofmints is actually accused of tracing and being a total d*ck.

Also they got banned from Amino, but they are still going strong on both Tumblr and Instagram.

One more thing: don't harass them. Instead I want you to stop supporting them. Don't not praise them.

With that out the way, let's get into the news.

I unfortunately didn't know any of this drama that happened till seeing callout posts about it. But I used to like princeofmints's posts until what happened recently.

I decided to to take a look at their wall after seeing a few callout posts on them before they got taken down.

Annnnnd yeah.....they are such an arsehole. Just...just look at these screenshots....

(the third one is my favorite in terms of arsehole energy that's being radiated from it)

I'll be honest with you, the third is the one that show the bitterness of princeofmints. Trying to guilt trip you. I'm sorry to say this, but it's not working. Nice try.

Now I'll handing the rest of this over to the one and only Squirp/TatSquirp who've agreed to be on the show and I certainly didn't kidnap them.

Squirp: ...Why am I here? Why am I tied u-

Lbat1901(me): Shhhh! Just give the audience your side on this

Squirp: Ok, fine...*clears throat*....so a week ago, I've made a callout post exposing princeofmints titled "Dethroning a Prince". It took me awhile to everything and not too soon after posting it on Animo, I've also posted it on Instagram.

Oh boy...it got taken down. No actually I got told by a model on Animo to take it down which I did while on Instagram it got flagged for harassment. I eventually reposted it.

princeofmints (or what I like to call her, Prince) is a 15 year old artist who mostly draws Tom, Tord, and the ship TomTord. She was on the EW Amino since January 13th of this year before getting banned. S

Alright with that out of the way, I'll try to make this brief

She also has been known to cause quite the trouble.

I have been caught up to speed on what Prince has done even learning th as t she had actually scammed someone.

I believe that Lbat told you this already, but Prince's name was stolen by someone who has the same name, but let's dwell on this.

Part 1 - Tracing:

Squirp: Ok so, a few days ago some of my friends and I looked at one of Prince's art and discovered that it was traced from an already existing drawing made by P-Nim. Of course Prince denied this and claimed that it was her own art.

Ok I'll make this clear, Prince didn't draw it for a DTIYS. If Prince didn't trace it then she shouldn't be claiming it as her own.

Also if you want to compare posts or have a look for yourself, you can't cause she deleted it. So much for being reasonable which goes into this next part....

Part 2 - Blocking those who've cornered you for being unreasonable:

Squirp: Oh yes, just like TBATF, Prince also blocks people for calling her out. Unlike TBATF who only block people for giving them criticism and calling them out on their behavior, Prince blocks people for many reasons.

One of them being totally unreasonable. She blocked one of my friends who called her out for tracing. Prince even deleted several comments when trying to defend herself for being called out before deciding to hit the block button.

She even blocked me after I tried to call her out on her wall. I did PM her a few days later about and guess what her response was. The reason why she blocked me was because she didn't like me.

My god....that has to be most stupidest as all hell reason to block someone and folks, we're on the second part on this and things are already getting heated.

Part 3 - Being a b*ch isn't all that cool:

Squirp: Hold on a minute, why is b*ch censored?

(Editor: that's because it's Lbat's show and I am meant to help with anything that Lbat puts out for everyone to see)

Squirp: Yeah, but why? Who cares anyway?

(Editor: well you're probably have a point, but it's my job. Now are you going to continue to argue or are you going to keep going with your side of the story?)

Squirp: I am...geez! I've never meant an editor that's who picky. This isn't YouTube with the whole COPPA thing you know.

Anyway..... pt 3....Prince has to be one of the biggest d*cks that I have ever talked to and- oh my god, why would you censor the word- forget it. Forget it...

Erm...yeah....she cursed at some many people that it's just mindboggling. She's not the most pleasant person to talk to on Amino or anywhere else.

Before you say that she probably has some mental health issues, don't even bother. Well I know she does has some issues, but it doesn't give her the excuse to not be a total d*ck. People who do have issues are at least well spoken and are respectful to others.

But Prince on the other hand, not a freaking single chance.

Part 4 - Stop acting sad:

Squirp: You're probably thinking to yourself, "Wow, Prince is a jerk" and you'd be right. But to make matters worse, she likes to guilt trip people.

How? Well she tries to make you feel sorry for her by giving you a sad sad tale before deciding to cuss you out.

That's right, it's pretty low for her. I don't need to explain why this is bad just because it is. It's really scummy especially when she's in the wrong here. Next!

Part 5 - Don't let Prince do commissions. EVER:

Oh yeah, she actually did this. I did found the person who got scammed and they are a person known as BadBoy.

You see BadBoy commissioned Prince to do a drawing for 92 coins. Unfortunately for BadBoy, Prince said that the price was actually lower than that. But it gets much much worse than that.

Prince got wicked with them and refused to give other pieces of art to BadBoy. Eventually BadBoy had enough and asked for a refund. That's when things started to escalate really fast.

Prince told BadBoy to piss off. After a long battle, Prince gave BadBoy 72 coins back when BadBoy asked for a full refund.

Squirp: I have been saving this part for last and it gave me a reason to make a callout on Prince in the first place. She literally scammed someone over 72 coins.

In summary, Prince just stole BadBoy's money and was a total d*ck towards them.

And that should do it for now, but I one final message to Prince. If you're reading this now while getting harassed for being callout for your crap: none of this, and I stress this a lot, none of this wouldn't have happened if you were to just act a tad bit kinder and a whole bit wiser.

Oh and maybe if you would've just listened. Also running away from your problems, lying, and pretending that they didn't happen makes you look like the bad guy here.

You know, I wouldn't mind you being on Animo at all if you just shallow your pride and try to do better by apologizing to everyone.

I didn't mean to make my callout post to hurt you in a way. In fact, I still believe that you can change. But atlas, your problems need to be addressed to make that happen.

All you need to do is try. That's it. That's all I ask for.

Lbat1901(me): *claps* Nicely done, Squirp. Nicely done.

Squirp: Thanks Lbat. It's been a pleasure being on here. Now can I go home now?

Lbat1901(me): Uhh.....*walks away from Squirp and walks out of the room before shutting the door*

Squirp: Lbat? Uh Lbat? Lbat? This isn't funny! Untie me! Hey cameraman, you're still here. Untie me, please

Camraman: *shrugs before shaking their head*

Squirp: What do you mean no? Ugh!

{screen cuts to Lbat sitting in a chair}

Lbat1901(me): Well that's the end of the first episode of Rantception. I want to thank TatSquirp for coming on and helping me out. Please check them out on the EW Amino and possibly their Instagram as well while you're at it.