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ben: eyes on the road TWISTERS (2024)

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To Need Somebody

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Tags: Dean Winchester/Female Reader, angst, very light fluff, pre-established relationship, no use of y/n

Summary/Warnings: After a hunt goes poorly, Dean retreats down a well-tread path of self-loathing. You've been here before, and you'll be here again, and you'll stay every time. Self-esteem warning, but that's it.

Author's Note: First Dean fic! A very good excuse to rewatch supernatural and say it's for my own edification as if he doesn't live in my head rent-free.

Title from Renegade by Big Red Machine ft Taylor Swift.

Word Count: 3.8k

The night doesn’t pass as quickly as you’d like it to. It’s long and slow, treelines and yellow grass moving in blur out the window as the stinging, stabbing pain in your leg keeps you awake.

You keep your face pressed to the glass, hidden in shadows and under your makeshift blanket—it’s just a jacket, but it’s Dean’s so it smells like him and might be better than a blanket—so that the light reflecting off your tired, tear-stained face doesn’t catch the attention of the rear-view mirror.

Doesn’t catch the attention of Dean.

He hasn’t spoken since the drive home began. He’d carried you to the car, then into the motel, then on the bed, holding you still while Sam cleaned and sewed up the gash in your thigh. Dean had muttered words of comfort and let you bite down on his shirt through the stitches. He’d told you that you’d done well, and that the kid was going to be fine.

The kid with you was going to be fine. You’d been faster than the demon—but not faster than its blade aimed at your leg—and the little girl who had attached to you was going to be traumatized, but had a lifetime ahead of her to heal from it.

The little boy that had been with Dean didn’t. He was ash scattered over the skyline and stuck to wet grass. And you knew Dean blamed himself, even though Sam had told you in hushed words at a gas station that it there was nothing anyone could have done. The kids eyes had started to go black, and he’d wandered to the window with an expression of wonder Dean had caught immediately, because he was a good hunter and better man.

And it wasn’t Dean’s fault the kid had punched through the window with inhuman strength. You’d all assumed that the crazy fucking ritual was more of an offering than a conversion. If your kid had punched through a window, you would have likely lost her as well.

But you hadn’t. Sam’s hadn’t lost his either. By pure, shit luck, Dean’s was the one that formed a stronger connection. That fell under faster, and died for it.

So now Dean wasn’t speaking to you or Sam. He’d helped you to the Impala, checked that you were comfortable, and set his jacket over your body, even after you told him you were okay. You’d reached a hand up to his face, told him you loved him, and gotten a grimacing smile in return.

You know he loves you. He’s not good at saying it, but you know. You know because he’s driving slower than usual, to avoid bumps. You know because the music is low, and it’s one of his better tapes. One of the one’s you’ve told him you like more than the others, and the one he always put it on when you’re in pain.

There isn’t a doubt in your mind that Dean loves you. And the silent acts of attention and service make the exact three times he has said it all the more meaningful.

The first time, when you’d tried to leave—reaching a breaking point of I can’t keep loving him like this, but I can’t get over him while I’m here—and he’d shot down your every fear with begging words and a confession he’d sounded afraid to make.

The second time, when you’d died. Really died, and Dean had tried to break up with you to protect you when you’d come back. You’d called an idiot, but your idiot, and simply refused to leave him. You’d told him to give you one good reason he wanted you to go, and he’d never see you again. He’d shouted, and you’d screamed, and you think you won. You’re still here, so you won. 

The third time, which you called the good time. Where he hadn’t said it in a shout or plea, or because he was in afraid of losing you in whatever form, but because he wanted to. Dean had really just wanted you to know that he loved you, and now you did. And you’d never doubt it again.

But this still hurts. The wall that forms over Dean—a form of protection from this silent burden and self-inflicted torture you know must be unbearable and heavier than the world, crushing on his shoulders and head and ribs—is like a stray dog that you just have to watch tear itself apart, and hope it will accept your outstretched hand. Offering comfort it doesn’t know it deserves.

You know Dean loves you, and you know he never takes your hand, and it still really fucking hurts. A fight would be better than this. Screaming would be a relief to the heavy silence that had started to form a weight in your lungs. Your head felt like iron, and you were beginning to wonder if your tongue with ever stop being a pointless muscle that was uncomfortable in your mouth. Stop just itching at your teeth and finally become useful. Find the right words that would make Dean do anything, anything at all. Literally anything that wasn’t sitting like a sentry and holding the wheel like—if he choked it and it spat out blood—something would fix itself.

It’s dawn when you hear the engine stop, and you can’t move. A little because you still can’t fully support any weight on your leg, but mostly because moving will be acknowledging that you’re awake. And being awake comes with choices. You either have to look at Dean and pretend you don’t see the way he’s ripping himself apart before smashing everything back together in a way that’s just a little less stable than before, or you have to not look at Dean.

He’ll notice. He notices everything, especially obvious things like you not looking at him. And it will hurt him—make this hole you think lives in his ribcage or spine bigger and more hollow—so no matter what pain it causes you, you need to look at Dean.

You push up your forearms with a groan, and he’s right there. Already watching you, so obviously in pain, and so obviously guarded from it that there’s not much for you to do right now. These are things Dean has to ask you for before you can give them. If you offer kind words, he’ll think they’re tainted with pity and spit venomous ones back. If you offer a body he’ll take it, but then the hole will grow larger as the guilt sets in for using you, even if you were the one that asked.

When it’s like this, all you can do is sit with him. Let him help you into the bunker, and—when he tries to put you in bed—insist he stays here, or you go where he goes.

You can make that about you, about not wanting to be abandoned in the midst of your physical turmoil, instead of Dean. He’ll let you follow him if it’s for you.

“You need to rest,” he grunts your name, and these are the first words he’s spoken in almost twelve hours. They’re almost inaudible, and a little angry, but they’re the most amazing sounds you’ve ever heard. “Been a long night. You’re hurt-“

“I can rest with you.” You whisper, and he looks like you shot him. “I don’t want to be alone, Dean. Please.”

There’s a long, horrible moment where you think he’ll say no. Where he’ll mutter that he’s never a productive in a bedroom setting for anything like resting, give you an empty smirk and a sleep well, Sweetheart before walking out the door and closing it behind him. If he does, you won’t be near him until he comes to bed in the dead of night, finally deeming himself worthy of undeserved luxuries like blankets and pillows.

In that awful moment, you consider crawling to him and dragging the entire bed set with you. Demanding that he gives you just proximity, because you both need it. He won’t have to touch you, or look at you, or speak to you, but he’ll be near you. At an acceptable distance, in case something in him escapes and you need to be there to catch it.

Dean doesn’t help you out of bed to follow him. But he does climb onto the mattress at your side, sitting up at the headboard and resting his hands in fists against his thighs, staring ahead with a practiced, unreadable expression.

You take it. Loving Dean is a lot of taking things. A lot of trying to give things back and having them be refused. It’s worth it, worth every screamed fight and strange, empty moment of only being near him, because most of the time it’s not like this. Most of the time it’s jokes and shared, sparring words. It’s almost all watching him be goofy and charming, and kissing a stubbled cheek when he gets in a mock fight with Sam and loses. Smiling and telling him you’ll get him next time, Buddy.

But these darker, emptier times are an unavoidable hazard of the trade. People who date in offices have to navigate HR, people who date in entertainment have to deal with the media and hunters who date have to deal with the fact that loss is inevitable, and you can’t afford to be attached to anything. On top of that, Winchesters who date have to grapple with their whole… everything.

But Dean is still with you. And that means he’s decided the joy of having you is worth the pain of losing you. It’s why when you slip your hand into his, he doesn’t pull it away. He squeezes it, and clings to it like a lifeline.

Sleep fades in and out in a haze, never long enough to dream or feel rested, but enough to register that Dean is crumbling. It starts with his body suddenly slouched down the mattress, then his legs are tangled in yours. Soon after your face is near his neck, and finally, he’s asleep at your side.

From there the day is traded sleep. You’re awake, and you shift the blanket to cover his body with yours. He’s awake, and suddenly your hair has been brushed from your face. You’re awake, your leg is hooked over his waist. He’s awake, you’re on top of him.

When you’re finally awake together, you just watch each other. You don’t speak first—Dean always to speaks first during these things—but you might have to stay here for a while until he does.

His eyes strained as if something is going to burst out of him, and he’s using every fiber and crevice of his will to keep it in. You don’t want to keep demanding more of Dean’s will. You don’t want to demand anything of him at all. So you just wait for him to fall a little further—keeping a soft, encouraging smile on your face the whole time—until he comes down entirely and speaks again. Light words coated in a pain that makes your head and heart ache, but words all the same.

“How’d you end up there, Sweetheart?”

You shrug, matching his tone but making your face more open. Wide and almost innocent, considering the position of resting over to your sex-god boyfriend, whose hands are wandering to hold you by your thigh. “Not sure.” You lean down, smiling at Dean like you have a secret as your voice drops to a whisper. “Between you and me, I think someone keeps putting me here. I go to sleep and wake up in the same place every time.”

He chuckles. “We should do something’ about that. Tie you to the bed so you can’t be moved.”

“I think,” you kiss his jaw, tangling your fingers in the soft, spiky hair at the nape of his neck. “That might just spur him on. He’d like the challenge.”

You start to kiss over his cheek—because it’s rare you get moment to just touch him without any need to go further, with neither of you asking for more, so you’re taking full advantage—and Dean’s head falling back with a low, long sigh, eyes closing as you continue your self-set task.

“He might.” Dean mutters. “But he also might not let you get to the sleepin’ stage.”

“He would.” You say against his skin, rising back up to watch his face, a strange combination of relaxed pain on his features that you knew too well. Where his brown was drawn but his breathing was slow and easy, and his mouth was parted but in a small frown. “Or he’d end up sleeping on me. The joke would be on him, though, because I love that too.”

“You seem to know this guy real well,” he says your name, dragging his eyes open to hold your gaze, and almost breaking your heart with how tired he looks. How he doesn’t seem to find peace in the truth of the words he’s saying. “He know you?”

“Better than anyone.” You whisper. “And I do know him. I’d like to think it’s better than most.”

“Do ya?”

“I do.” You drop your chin to prop on his chest, and Dean shift up to keep watching you as you speak. “He’s a bit of a goof, but very serious when he needs to be. He’s charming and handsome and a total cowboy, right down to the very odd chivalry and voice.”

“Odd chivalry?”

“He’ll hold my hair back when I’m sick and open every door, but he gets all bitchy when I ask for a fry, even when I offer a blowjob in return.”

“I always give you the fry, even when you just fucking ate all your own. And I don’t take the blowjob.” Dean grumbles, and your smile widens.

“Because you’re a very chivalrous guy, Winchester. Even if you keep moving me on top of you in the middle of the night.”

He frowns, scanning over your face. “I can stop that-“

“Don’t. I think I’ll find my way back here anyway.”

“Yeah? You like it here, huh.”

Dean’s words aren’t teasing like they might have been on another morning, but defeated. All you can do is hold your ground, and stay.

“I love it here.” You hum, playing with his hair under your hands in the way that always slows his breathing and eases the storm in his brain. “I love you.”

Dean sighs, and you know exactly what’s coming before he says it. “Look, Baby-“

“Don’t call me Baby, Dean.” You mutter, continuing your movements. “That’s either a sex name or an apology name, and we’re not about to have sex."

He says your name again, and it’s lower and deeper than before. Like he never wants to stop saying it, but can’t afford to anymore. “You gotta understand that I’m no good for you. Hell, no one’s good for you, but son of a bitch, I’m plain bad-“

You drop your head down to his chest, and take a long, laboring breath. This happens, in some form, every time. You don’t want his apologies or excuses or attempts to convince you to leave. If anything they just cement your place here, because you can be a little spiteful, and you’re not one to give up. As long as Dean keeps loving you, you’ll keep waiting out the darker nights at his side. 

But you’re also a little sick of it. How pointless this is, how it only wastes the finite time life has to offer to anyone, let alone two hunters. How it hurts Dean to say, and you to hear, and he seems to think he’s doing you some sort of favor by pushing you away. That this is saving you and not killing you. Slowly, slowly eating at you until you don’t leave—you won’t leave—but you do start to wonder if it’s you. If Dean just doesn’t trust you or like you all that much, and doesn’t want to hurt your feelings. It’s just as irrational as Dean’s own logic—if only because he’s hurt your feelings a lot before, and always torn himself apart for it after out of love and pain after, making it up to you tenfold—but it remains a little, nagging voice in your head. That people who want you don’t try to push you away. That he does love you, but maybe can’t see a life with you, and just wants you gone.

You try and offer yourself some grace for your doubt, because it’s really, truly, not about Dean. Despite what he seems to believe, you’re not perfect either. You don’t end up hunting because you’re incredibly emotionally stable and have a pristine, joyful past. It just all happened to fall into place that your breaks and cracks line up with Deans. That he can fill in divets and depressions that eat at you—not pretty enough, not likable, nothing anyone could really chose to stay around, always the backup, always the poet and the prophet but never with a name people will remember when you’re inevitably gone—and you can do the same for him.

You need to try to keep doing the same for him. There are parts of you Dean knows that soothing and healing will take time to do, and parts of Dean you’re worried to touch and make worse, but there are also breaking points. Where your words start to spill out in a desperate play to just make it a little better for you both.

This is one of them. And all he’ll have to do is listen.

“You don’t need to agree with me,” when you start your voice is soft but cracked, like a breath you have to fight to take. “And you can even tell me I’m wrong after. But please don’t leave.” 

He looks mostly confused at that, at the sudden shift in the air and spaces between it. Still heavy and clouded with sorrow, but also wired. Detriment. “I ain’t leaving you-“ He says your name, and you cut him off with a sigh. 

“Don’t leave the room. Don’t leave the bed. Just stay here and listen.” 

His frown deepens, but he nods. And now you have to talk. 

It’s not rehearsed or prepared, but it doesn’t need to be. You know what you need to say.

“I’m not going to tell you it wasn’t your fault, because I know you hate that. But I hate when you do this. When you blame yourself, or try to. It’s mean to me.” 

Dean’s hands tense on your body, and he looks like a wounded animal, but you keep going.

“I love you. A lot. And when you tell me I shouldn’t it’s, it hurts.” You sigh, trying to just keep your eyes fixed on a freckle near his nose as you start to choke on your own words and the salty taste they bring. “It doesn’t feel good. It’s like you think I don’t know what I’m doing. Like you’ve tricked me into loving you, when I want to be here. I really like being here, and I know it’s not about me, but I want it to be.” You chance a look at his eyes, and they’re glossy. No tears—you’ve never seen them before, and you likely won’t see them now—but the closest thing you ever get from him. A storm that stays green and trapped, instead of crashing out onto golden, soft skin for you to brush away.

You feel a little selfish, because this is really not about you.

And you can’t really bring yourself to care, or stop.

“I wish you’d let this be about me too.” You whisper, your voice almost inaudible over the lump and ache in your throat. “I wish you’d let me help. I let you help, Dean, and it’s not fair.”

“’S different, Baby.” Dean’s voice is hoarse, and a little unsteady as he shakes his head. “I don’t-“ 

“If you say need help, Winchester, you’re going to need to start rehearsing your speech to convince Chuck to send you back again.”

“You don’t know I was gonna to say that-“

“Yes, you were. And it’s not different. I want to help, Dean.” You’re almost pleasing, and it’s an effort not to crawl up his chest and outright beg. “Let me help, or stop telling me I should fucking leave you. I’m not going to, and I know you don’t really want me to, or we’d have been done two years ago.”

“You shoulda listened two years ago-“

“But I didn’t. And I won’t now.”

Dean shakes his head, huffing a dry laugh. “You’re real damn stubborn, anyone ever told you that?”

“You have.” You let a smile twitch at your lips, but you still don’t relent. “And I’ve told you that you’re no better. And it’s one of the many reasons why I don’t want anyone else.”

“You should-“ 

“No, I shouldn’t.” You give a full, close-lipped smile that’s mostly made of hope. You haven’t fixed anything, but you may have soothed it. Found a way to make his hated a little less consuming, because this is hurting you, and Dean hates hurting you. If he can’t start to change or listen to genuine reason, you can use his own twisted logic against him. “And I’m staying here. Because I love you, and I don’t want to hear about how I deserve better. I know what I deserve, and I know what I want.”

“Me.” 

Dean says his word like he hates it, and you say yours like it’s a prayer. “You.” 

He looks defeated, but not in pain. When his hand wanders up your back, tangling in your hair and tugging it just enough for you to know what he wants, you comply. Falling carefully forward and letting Dean’s lips find yours, allowing him to lead the kiss and decide where it ends. Long and soft and almost delicate, his free hand still rubbing and squeezing on your thigh, but nothing more.

It doesn’t need to be more. Because Dean pulls back slowly, staring at you with a slight awe as he clears his throat, and his voice come out slow, but not forced.

“I,” he swallows, shaking his head at mostly himself. “I love you. And I, uh, I’m glad you’re still here. Glad you’re stubborn.” 

Your smile makes your cheeks hurt, but it’s pain born of joy, so it’s not really pain at all. “I’m glad I’m stubborn too.” You rest back down against him, and know neither of you will move for a long while. “It means I get to stay here.” 

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hiiii! I read cherry and I love how it’s going so far. I do have a question, can you possibly write it to be raph x reader in a sense that when he first meets reader when draxum attacks he got all goo goo ga ga. So like he tries to see reader more and reader ends up falling for him instead. Like that part in the gala when he came and saved reader. Aaaaaaaaaaaa. Anyways thank you for your time! 💕

cherry! raph x reader

hi!!! this was sm fun 🥰 but also this won’t make sense without reading this :]

He had immediately complimented you, but how could he not? You were so cute, in your little uniform and your hair all done. Maybe it was weird, Big Mama’s son had seemed angry with him, but Raph just couldn’t help it.

Not to mention that you were so… nice. You held hands with Mikey, complimented Donnie, and looked up with him with less fear than a human normally would. Then what a human should. It was a nice different. The screaming from ladies and the threats from men when his hood had fell of at a market a week ago still haunted him.

You had chosen to work in the Nexus Hotel, among all these mutants that called themselves yokai. What other human would do that? You must be so strong, so fearless. His tail wagged and he glanced over to you, heart jumping near out of his chest when you caught him for the second time.

He stared at the pictures on the walls, willing his skin to cool down. Subtlety was never his skill, obviously.

He felt… not sad when Big Mama sent you away when he and his brothers finally got to her office. Being sad would be too much for just meeting you, but he definitely wanted to see more of you. He hoped to see you again. If things went good with Big Mama, he’d have an excuse to visit. Maybe for the lounge or the food… His stomach growled right as Big Mama picked up Donnie’s tech.

But things did not go good with Big Mama.

They were now beaten and tied up in a room, cramped together. Mikey whined and Donnie winced as Raph’s spikes dug into his shell. Raph sighed forlornly as he stared at the dark wall in front of him. Hopefully Splinter wouldn’t miss them too much.

The door cracked open, and he lit up at the sight of you—and Leo.

You two were here to save them, no doubt!

“Let’s sell them.” Oh.

Leo tugged Mikey up by his cuffs, grinning cruelly at the fearful look on his younger brother’s face. You looked semi unsure about all of this, nervously looking at him and Donnie. At least you weren’t totally onboard, right? You could be worse.

Raph only blinked just in time to see Draxum and Leo starting to fight. What a day. He was never coming back here, that’s for sure.

You kneeled down next to him and worked at his cuffs until they fall off. Never mind. He’d have to come visit you to thank you, of course. It would be rude not to. Maybe he could bring you flowers or a nice gift…

He didn’t see you again for a while after the Draxum–Big Mama fight.

Leo seemed like he hated Raph and his brothers and he did actually strangle Mikey, but he wasn’t sure where you stood in all that. You and Leo did seem pretty close on that rooftop… Ugh.

Raph moped around the lair so much that even Splinter noticed something was up. He couldn’t stand the thought of you, nice, innocent you, and that mean yokai being in a relationship. You deserved someone nicer.

He was only broken out of his mood when Donnie came home covered in butter weeks later. “I saw them today.” Donnie poked Raph with a metal claw, while using his real arms to wipe the butter off.

“Ya did?!” Raph lunged at him, grabbing him by the shoulders. Donnie easily slipped out of his grip and Raph grimaced at the feel on his hands. “Where?! You weren’t in the hotel, were you?”

“No. As if I would willingly step foot into a spider’s nest.” Raph’s phone pinged. “I put the address on your phone. Don’t be a creep.”

Despite his words, Raph ended up on a rooftop over looking the other building at midnight. Did you live here? Was it just a coincidence that you were here today when Donnie was?

He sighed and sat on the ledge, kicking his feet back and forth. He’d probably never see you again. He hoped Big Mama left you alone for the most part. Her henchmen were scary too… Did you need help?

He perked up when he saw someone the same size of you walking down the dark road. He scrambled down the side of the building and slowly lingered in the shadows as you fought with the door to try and get into the apartment complex.

“Do ya need help?” You jolted and turned to look at him, gaping wordlessly. “It’s, uh, just me.” He hesitantly stepped closer. You blinked at him a few times before finally finding your voice.

“Oh. Yeah. Please?” You stepped away and he hauled the door open. You stared at his arm for a moment and Raph sheepishly let go of the door.

“Sorry. I know I’m big.”

“Y-yeah.” Your voice cracked, eyes dilated and staring at him. You cleared your throat and looked away, tugging up the collar of your shirt. “Yeah. Thanks. I don’t know what I would’ve done without you.”

An uncontrollable grin spread across his face and his tail rapidly moved behind him. You smiled, a small thing. “‘Course. Glad to help.”

“I’m guessing you’re here to look for that pig? He went down that alley, but me and Leo left before we saw him come back.” You closed the door behind you. No, he wasn’t here for a pig. He was here for you and now you were already gone. He sighed, smiling aimlessly up at the air. You were so…

Wait. A pig in New York City? A hulking mass of pink tackled into him from behind. Ugh.

He didn’t see you again for a while. He would come back to the apartment complex but he never saw you come by again. He saw an older woman and man who looked vaguely like you but never you.

He returned to his dull mood, rolling his eyes at the endless teasing from Mikey and Don.

He saw you very briefly at a parade in the streets where Draxum had let loose a sick mutant. His stomach rolled at the way Leo had grabbed and gripped your hand so hard that you winced. Why didn’t you ever say anything? He dragged you away and Raph had to stop himself from going after you.

His mood got even worse after that.

Splinter patted his head gently before waving three golden tickets in his face. “Why don’t you go to the Hidden City Carnival?”

Don protested but Mikey wanted to go. It was down to Raph, but his heart just wasn’t in it to go to a carnival.

“Think of the rides! The games! The prizes!” Mikey urged him, jumping onto his shell and getting close to his face. “Think of who might be there.” You. You could be there.

And you were.

Raph caught sight of you (after sniffing around for you like a wild animal that had Donnie and Mikey howling with laughter) when were shouting at Leo, tears forming in your eyes. Raph’s chest hurt at the sight of you. He left Mikey and Don’s side to follow after you once you stormed off, just to make sure you were okay. You wouldn’t mind seeing a familiar face in the crowd, would you?

But you seemed to have already known someone else there. A very large, very scary tiger yokai. Wow. You sure knew how to choose and pick your friends.

He was about to leave when he hesitated. You were moving weird. Stumbling, even when the tiger yokai grabbed a hold of you to steady you. Raph rushed in right as that tiger’s claws dug into your skin.

He grabbed you, holding you tight to avoid you falling with the yokai he had just shoved clear across the stands. People gasped out loud at the scene but Raph rushed away in between the stands and a broken down ride to look at you face.

He set you to the ground by your feet but you could barely stand on your own. “Are you okay? He didn’t hurt ya too bad, did he?” He looked down to the scratches on your arm but when he looked back at your face, he winced at the terrified look. “Sorry. I know ‘m big.”

His nose twitched at the disgusting smell of blood. Within seconds, his brothers were with him. Within a few more seconds, Leo was there, grabbing for your face. Raph gently pushed him away, watching as your eyes fluttered shut. What was happening to you?

���I can protect them,” Leo snarled at him angrily, reaching for you again.

“Clearly, ya can’t. Look at ‘em.” Raph hefted you up more into his arms, giving the other turtle a sympathetic look. “What happened?” He must know more than Raph.

“Drugged.” Donnie concluded, reaching out and poking your cheek. You turned to hide your face away in Raph’s plastron. “You did this?” He turned to Leo, raising an eyebrow.

“Of course not!” Leo hissed out.

“It was the tiger.” Raph looked around for the orange yokai but he was gone. “And he’s from the hotel, right? That’s how they knew him?”

Leo looked angry and then blank.

“You can’t… bring ‘em back.” Raph protectively held you closer. “Not after this. What else will happen to ‘em when you’re not around?”

“I was around!” Leo argued, eyes narrowing dangerously. “I was right there, they were just too stubborn to listen to me.”

“You can guarantee this won’t happen again?” Donnie pushed Leo back a few steps. “That someone won’t hurt them there?”

The yokai hesitated, eyes softening at the distressed look on your face, even unconscious. “…No.”

“Then let us take ‘em back to where they belong.” Leo stared up at Raph before he turned around and walked away, shoulders hunched up close to his neck. He looked devastated.

“Let’s go home.” Mikey jumped onto Raph’s back, looking down at you over his shoulder. “We gotta take care of them before they wake up… or put them in a hospital.”

“Hospital’s the best option by far.” Donnie walked beside Raph as he started to walk to the exit of the carnival. “I’m not quite sure on how to get them there with our appearances. We can go in with hoodies but then we’d look just as suspicious.”

…Your parents. Raph’s eyes lit up. “Raph knows what to do.”

Raph visited you every day he could. He couldn’t really visit you in the ER, but once you had been taken home, he had peeked in through every window he could until he spotted you. He scared a few old grandmas on the way to your floor, but it was with it.

He was a little nervous of your reaction. Would you want anything to do with yokais and mutants after being drugged and hurt by one? But when you saw his red mask in your window, your face had lit up. You had yanked the window open and tugged him into a hug… a really weird hug, considering he was scaling a building and trying not to fall off, but a hug nonetheless.

“Thank you so much…” You pulled away from him, eyes watering but full of gratitude. You leaned in and kissed his cheek. “I don’t know what he would’ve done to me if you weren’t there.”

Raph churred so loud that the window rattled noisily. “Of c-course,” he forced out, coughing. “I wouldn’t want anyone hurtin’ ya.” Your smile wobbled with emotion and you laughed weakly.

He couldn’t fit through your window, but you followed him all the way to an abandoned park, once you recovered, of course. You were okay, thanks to him. You weren’t wobbly anymore or weak. You were normal. Maybe a little brain damaged with how you giggled at all his jokes, even when they were admittedly not that good.

You’d look up with wide eyes too, especially when he lifted you off your feet without any struggle. You’d go limp in arms, all dopey and giggly. Raph adored you.

You cuddled into him when cold and he would wrap an arm around you and walk you home.

He hoped you could live a normal life now. Well, as normal as it could be when dating a giant turtle like him. But no more yokai or Big Mama around. Where you were relaxed and surrounded by people you loved. Focusing on your schoolwork and bringing him new coffee to try. Seeing his home in abandoned subway underground and meeting his rat father (who was Lou Jistu!—you had seemed pretty impressed with that one.)

He’d probably never meet your parents, but that was okay. As long as you were happy, he didn’t care.

[bitterkarella]

Midnight Pals: Ssussspicionsss

[mysterious circle of robed figures] Elon Musk: eyyyy i just thinka you should post somethinga besida da transphobia, si? Musk: lika da strega bambino! Musk: da people lova da straga bambino! [chef's kiss]

Rowling: wow elon maybe you're right Rowling: maybe i should take a break from transsphobia to talk about the sssix other booksss that i'm planning to write Rowling: becaussse there are sssix other minoritiesss that have really been pissssing me off lately

Rowling: [counting off on her fingers] sssso my next books are gonna take down the transss, the queersss, the dissabled, young people with blue hair, hoodie ssscum, and fattiessss Rowling: they've all had it too good for too long

Rowling: thank you for having this conversssation elon Helen Joyce: oh no! the dark lord is in trouble! Rowling: i'm fine Allison Bailey: elon musk is attacking the dark lord! Rowling: thatss not whatss happening Jesse Singal: mommy needs our help!

Helen Joyce: how dare you speak to the dark lord like that! Joyce: you will regret this day, elon musk! Joyce: we are, even now, just asking questions about your larynx size on mumsnet Musk: mama mia!

Musk: ey whatsa matta for you? Joyce: wow elon that italian accent seems to be suspiciously averaging in the 75 htz range and i'm hearing a lot going below 50 Bailey: very suspicious Julie Bindel: [tape over mouth] mmf! Bailey: that's right julie Bailey: you sure said a mouthful!

Joyce: i can't believe that elon musk is actually trans! Joyce: why else would someone get bored listening to a constant, never-ending 24/7 stream of transphobia? Rowling: wow i never thought of it that way Rowling: but you're right Rowling: it is the only logical explanation

Musk: issa notta true! i hata da trans people justa as much as you! Musk: my son, he tella you the same! Musk: [falsetto voice, hiding behind couch] eyyy its me, elon musk jr! my cool dad issa real transphobic! ga ga goo goo! i amma NOT a sock puppet! don't a look back here!!

Rowling: you lied, elon! you and your naturally occurring sssmall gametesss, the mark of a lying AMAB! Rowling: but Rowling: if elon was sssecretly transss this whole time Rowling: ANYONE could be ssecretly transss Rowling: any one of you could be a traitor!

Rowling: everyone iss ssusspect! [camera slowly pans around circle] Jesse Singal: Allison Bailey: Helen Joyce: Julie Bindel: Jed the sled dog from John Carpenter's The Thing (1982): Maya Forstater:

[rogueddie]

Ghost Steddie Fics

Important: READ THE TAGS! Also, leave a comment and kudos! These fics are amazing and I love them and I hope y'all do too 👻

That's one romantic poltergeist.

Appledagger

t's been three weeks. Everybody in Hawkins is coping in their own way and Steve Harrington is no exception. But coping might not be the word that describes what he is doing.

"Steve, do you believe in ghosts?"

Words : 94,643 Chapters : 17/17 Rating : Mature

AO3 : x

Sometimes You Scare me (but I Come around to You)

Capriciously_Terminal

Steve Harrington clearly had a thing about this abandoned mall. Which, like, fair. Most people probably had a thing about this mall. That was why the two of them were in said mall (let in by the real estate agent who spiked to camera each time they asked her cursory questions about if she’d seen anything or how many people had come in to poke around) poking trashcans and looking for ghosts.

Eddie’s looking for ghosts for the cash and the chance to take a photo with one to show Wayne. It would be the kind of thing Eddie would keep in his wallet (which was mostly empty because as it turned out ghost-hunting wasn’t great for cash).

Steve Harrington, meanwhile, is an enigma wrapped in tight little polos.

Words : 2,189 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : General Audiences

AO3 : x

Ever get the feeling that you're never all alone

Anonymous

When Steve goes to the old moldy girls bathroom everyone avoids to summon a ghost, he is hoping for a supernatural solution that will help him get over his ex.

The plan was NOT to fall in love with said ghost instead. Fuck.

Words : 9,041 Chapters : 4/4 Rating : General Audiences

AO3 : x

the ghost of you

MentallyUndone

Eddie has been seeing ghosts for a while now and there's one ghost in particular that has been incessant in seeking him out. It's almost like they think he's the answer to all of their problems, but you really can't bring someone back from the dead (even though they're always asking for the miracle itself).

Words : 2,272 Chapters : 2/2 Rating : Not Rated

AO3 : x

i met your ghost (he followed me)

hexiewrites

Steve Harrington was losing his mind.

At least, he's pretty sure that’s what was happening, considering he kept seeing the ghost of a boy he let die, and it was starting to drive him actually crazy, in the Pennhurst kind of way.

Except.

Except he’d also always been a little bit gullible, always willing to jump into danger, to look at a situation that probably would be crazy and instead of turning and running, to drive right in. So instead of dealing with the ghost the way one probably should (which is to ignore it and maybe buy some holy water) Steve does the opposite.

And Eddie Munson, who is pretty sure he is not a ghost, is, as always, really fucking glad he does.

Words : 30,267 Chapters : 7/7 Rating : Explicit

AO3 : x

A Ghost In Your Mirror Is Worth Two On Your Couch

ForevermoreNevermore

Steve has the unmitigated gall to not only haunt Eddie, but look pretty handsome doing it. He also maybe fills him on on the unimaginable terrors occupying the small town of Hawkins, but that's besides the point.

Words : 4,780 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : Teen and Up Audiences

AO3 : x

Ghosts of Music Past

kissmejusttokissme

There is a ghost living in Dustin’s Garage and only Steve can see him.

Words : 1,714 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : Teen and Up Audiences

AO3 : x

love is like ghosts

kkpwnall

They stand at the base of a short flight of stairs leading up to the old university library. From everything Steve’s read, it’s one of the most haunted places in Indiana… within a tank of gas’ drive… that would let them in after hours.

“It’s the witching hour,” Eddie says spookily. He’s come up behind Steve, pressing close and wiggling his fingers on Steve’s shoulders.

Steve huffs a laugh and starts double checking his pockets for his share of the gear. Something to focus on that’s not the way Eddie’s breath ruffles his hair and skims over his cheek, raising goosebumps in its wake.

It’s not like he doesn’t like the attention, the closeness, the physicality of Eddie. He does. Probably too much. Especially since they’re just friends. Steve knows he’s not special to be on the receiving end, it’s how Eddie is with everyone.

Words : 7,780 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : Mature

AO3 : x

scar-crossed lovers.

througheden

He knows Steve won’t hear him, and imagines that he won’t feel him, but he hops down from the roof and stands in front of him anyways, directly between Steve and their friends looking on, and wraps translucent arms around his shoulders. He hugs him the best he can, the way he should’ve when they split up for the battle that would eventually kill him.

“I’m so sorry, Steve. I’m so, so sorry.”

He doesn’t feel the warmth he knows he would’ve had he stuck to the plan and been brave enough to hug Steve in victory, rather than in mourning.

Words : 3,571 Chapters : 1/1 Rating : Mature

AO3 : x

[verosvault]

🚨SPOILERS FOR FANTASY HIGH JUNIOR YEAR EPISODE 6🚨

Dimension20 "Fantasy High Junior Year"

Episode 6 "Party Politics"

Timestamp: 00:10:53

Video Length: 4min. & 57sec.

The Bad Kids meet Buddy Dawn (‣Pt. 1 | Pt. 2)

The beer can filled with water throwback! 😂🤣💀

Fabian: "Who's trying to feel like a bad baby?!"

Emily: "Why does it look like you're spreading it like frosting?" 😂😭

Ally: "It's a paintbrush and you just get your face painted." 😭😭

Siobhan: "So surprisingly thick" 😭

Zac: "I can just perfectly see how bad the ladle is."

Murph: "Let's turn this beer pong into milk pong."

I love all their reactions to this situation!! 😂😂🤣🤣💀💀

Fabian: "Who's a bad baby? You're a bad baby?"

Adaine: "He looks like a bad baby to me, Fabian."

Fabian: "He looks like a bad baby! Open up!" 😭

Buddy: "Mr. Seacaster, goo goo ga ga. I'm afraid I'm a good baby, so thank you so much."

Kristen sniffs Buddy's beer can and it smells like pure water! 😭✋ (The fact that Brennan remembered that super small bit from Ally in season 1! 😭😭✋✋)

Ally: "Oldest trick in the book!" 💀💀

Kristen pretends to be Helio since she's invisible and tries to get Buddy to drink the bad baby milk! 😭

Fig walks up as Kristen Applebees! 😂

Kristen runs "Perfect Alibi!" 😂😂😂

Buddy talks to Fabian about his house 💀

Adaine says that Bill was a privateer and Fabian corrects her and says he was a pirate and that they had a big fight over it. 🥲

Fabian tells Buddy that he visited his dad in hell and that Buddy should actually go there sometime even though he doesn't want to!!! 😂😂🤣🤣💀💀

Fabian tells this super religious man that Hell is fun!!! I'm crying SO HARD!!! 😂😂😂😂

Buddy gives Fabian the bad baby milk back! 😂🤣😭✋

Fabian: "We've got a whole year for you to decide you wanna be a bad baby." 😂😂🤣🤣💀💀

Buddy: "No, if I was gonna be a baby, I would want to be a baby that walks in the light of the corn god."

Fabian tells Buddy that Kristen was a big follower of Helio when they first met her and Buddy says that Kristen was the chosen one of Helio.

Adaine asks if Buddy is the chosen one now. 🥲🥲😋😋

[lilac-den]

Treasured Feelings

It was 3 in the morning when Lucifer was staring at his and Perida's child, holding them in his large hands.

Perida is heavily asleep in the bedroom and Lucifer woke up around just an hour before. He couldn't sleep and he isn't sure why.

Then he remembers how it's the first night of having [Name] sleeping in their home.

No longer does Lucifer need to sit alone, wondering when he and Perida can welcome the child in.

"Ga! Goo, gooo!"

[Name] is a fussy one. One moment, they're sweet and docile and then the next, they're crying their lungs out and getting fussy. But this time, the child seems happy to see Lucifer, perhaps aware he is the one who changed their diapers and willing to play with them.

He sits [Name] down on his lap, the rocking chair underneath him creaking as he starts tickling the baby gently.

A squeal, happily so from the giggles that follow after.

Truly, Lucifer is still reeling over it all. He barely accepted how he made Perida happy as her husband when [Name] was conceived. And now he's a father...

"If only I had killed you...!"

The words of his father haunt his mind, like a reminder. The last memory of him is far from pleasant.

After all, he hated Lucifer to his last breath; not a single word of love to have.

"Ba...Ba...!"

The baby places their hands on Lucifer's hands, drawing his attention away from his thoughts again. Lucifer shifts position to where he's cradling [Name] in one arm, and reaching out [Name] with the other.

The baby giggles after grasping his index finger, those tiny fingers only managing to cover his fingertip. Lucifer's heart warms all over and he brings the bundle of joy close, touching their foreheads together.

Pain comes to all and he knows harm will arrive, especially in [Name]'s adulthood. Perida mentions that pain can be a part of growth, one that Lucifer shares the same sentiment.

But if there is an oath Lucifer can make...

"I promise, little byte," he whispers, "no hate shall come from me."

The baby laughs again, those tiny hands touching his cheeks now.

Lucifer smiles, tears gleaming in his eyes.

Fatherhood feels so warm.

[breaniebree]

Still not sure when it will be posted but hopefully by the end of March!

Here's a sneak peek to show you what I have planned...

Chapter One of Third Time's the Charm

The One With A Second Chance

Queen blared from the speakers as Sirius hummed along with the beat of Radio Gaga.  He smiled as James began to hum under his breath next to him, shaking his hips to the beat.  When he started to move his head and fist pump the air as he quite frankly, jammed out, Sirius stifled a laugh.  When he began to sing along, Sirius couldn’t help but smile at his friend.  He wiggled his own hips along, knocking them against James’ as they grinned widely at each other.  

By the time the second verse started, James was singing loudly and powerfully, his smooth voice echoing in the workshop around them.

“Let’s hope you never leave, old friend.  Like all good things, on you we depend.  So stick around, ‘cause we might miss you, when we grow tired, of all this visual.  You had your time, you had the power!  You’ve yet to have your finest hour, radio!  Radio!”  James sang.  

When he caught Sirius’ eye, he grabbed the wrench like a microphone and began to really sing as he clapped his hands together.  

“All we hear is radio ga ga!  Radio goo goo!  Radio ga ga!  Sing it, mate!  All we hear is radio ga ga!  Radio goo goo!  Radio ga ga!  All we hear is radio ga ga!  Radio blah blah!  Radio, what’s new?  Some-one still loves you!”  

Sirius snorted.  “Do they now?”

James shrugged.  “Well, I mean, there has to be at least one person who loves you, Padfoot.  No one I know, obviously…”

“Piss off,” Sirius said, biting back a laugh.

James reached a hand up to scratch his cheek and spread engine grease all over his face.  

Sirius shook his head.  “You’re hopeless, Prongs.”

James attempted to wipe it off, but instead only smeared it even worse.  “I don’t even understand how this shit gets everywhere!”  When he only succeeded in blackening himself more, he pouted.  “Help me!”  he whined.

Sirius chuckled and reached for a cloth, moving to stand in front of his best mate and brother to scrub his face clean.  “There.  Hopeless.”

“I’m not hopeless, I’m just not good with the whole machine thing.  That’s a wheel, right?”

“Smart arse,” Sirius said, throwing the towel at him.  “If you can’t honour the bike, get out of the workshop.”

James chuckled.  “That’s the moto-so-che bonneville harley, right?”

“I hate you.”

James grinned and passed his friend the wrench.  “Love you, too, brother.”

Marauder barked and ran in a circle around James as Lady Godiva merely lifted her head to watch the dog, looking very unimpressed with Marauder’s antics. 

They both looked up when someone came to the door and Fleamont stood there, a smile on his face.  

“Boys, getting up to trouble out here?”

“Never, Dad,” James said.

He chuckled.  “That’s what I thought.  Why don’t you come inside?  Fee and Lily have prepared a picnic for lunch.  Misha is joining us.”

“I hope Fee and the house elves made it,” Sirius said.  “If it was Evans, I might not want to risk it.”

“I heard that Sirius Black!”  Lily exclaimed, coming up behind Fleamont.  “That was one time and I was pregnant with your godson!”

“So you say,” he teased.  “I just remember you trying to poison me and Prongs forcing Moony and I to eat it.”

Lily shook her head in amusement before she moved towards Sirius to kiss his cheek.  She took James’ hand in hers.  “Well, come risk it if you dare.  Misha wants to talk to you anyway.”

James tugged on her hand to pull her up against him so that he could kiss his wife deeply.  “I love you, Lily.”

“I love you, too,” she said, grinning up at him with her heart in her eyes.

They kissed again and Sirius turned back towards his motorbike to give his friends a moment of privacy.

“I’ll meet you out there in a minute.  I just want to finish something first and you two can get the snogging out of your system in the meantime.”

“Never!”  James scoffed.  “Have you seen these lips?  They are the most perfect lips ever made!”

Lily squeezed her husband’s hand.  “The sad part is that he’s talking about his own lips.  Don’t be too long, Padfoot.”

James squeezed Sirius’ shoulder before wrapping his arm around his wife’s waist and leading her away from the bike.  Fleamont put his hand on Sirius’ shoulder.

“Don’t be too long, son.  You know Fee will want to feed you.”

Sirius nodded.  “I won’t, Monty.  Save me some of that treacle tart before Jamie eats it all.”

Fleamont chuckled.  “No promises.” 

Sirius grinned as he turned back to the bike.  He picked up the wrench, humming along to “Radio Gaga” as the music seemed to grow louder, rumbling in in his ears like the wireless was moving closer and closer to him.  Then, something flashed at his right.  He turned, his eyebrow furrowed in confusion as music blared in his ears.  He smelt her soap before he saw her and when she flashed again, covered in blood, his eyes widened.

“Zee!  What…?”

“I’m sorry,” she whispered, her voice echoing as the music stopped around him.  “I tried to stop them.”

Sirius reached for her, but just as he touched her, his hand passed right through her.  Before he could contemplate the vision before him, something punched him right in the chest.  It hit him so hard that all of the breath was knocked out of him.  He felt like his chest was caved in and that every rib was broken and stabbing him somewhere different.  He gasped for breath, his eyes on Zee flashing in and out before him.

“Zee?  Zee, where are you?”  he demanded, but she flashed again and vanished before his eyes.

“Sirius?”  Euphemia asked from the doorway.  “Are you coming?”

“Fee…”  he whispered, blood bubbling at his mouth.

“Sirius?”  she called out, seeming to stare right through him.  “Darling, are you in here?”

Euphemia stepped right past him as if she couldn’t see him.  Sirius started to speak, unsuccessfully attempting to reach for her when suddenly, hands sprung out from the ground and tightly gripped him by his ankles.  He tried to shake them off, ventured to jump away, but the grip was too strong.  He reached for Euphemia again, his eyes wide before the hands around his ankles yanked.  His boots sank into the ground like quicksand and he was abruptly pulled into the earth.  The scream tore through him so loudly that it scorched his throat and Zee’s terrified face flashed before him.

“Zahira!” he cried out.  “Zahira!”

He was dragged through the mud; falling and rising like he was clawing his way to the surface, but the surface of what he didn’t know.  He swallowed the earth; dirt in his eyes, in his nose, in his mouth.  He could hear voices calling him and then there was nothing but the earth and the pain in his chest.

Pain unlike anything he’d ever felt before.  

Sharp, searing pain that made him taste his own blood.  

Pain like something was being ripped apart inside of him, something that he tried desperately to hold onto to, but no matter how hard he fought, the more it ripped and tore free.

And then there was only blackness.

~ TTTC ~

[novankenn]

Reluctant Hero?

= Thirty-Three = (Chapter List)

Nora: So, to the bullhead station?

Jaune: And get on one of those death-traps? No way. We're taking the Delta.

Cardin: (From the back seat) Beacon is on the top of a cliff, how is this bucket of... (Nora shot him a glare over her shoulder, cutting him off)

Nora: So how are we getting back without a bullhead?

Jaune: (Guiding the Delta through Vale's traffic.) There's an old access road from Vale to Beacon. We're taking that.

Nora: An OLD road? Can we... even make it?

Jaune: The Classic can make it through anything, oh ye of little faith!

Cardin: How are you so sure?

Jaune: If this old gal could get me and my friends up to the... um... she just will, trust me. Nora, hit play if you please... we need some cruising music.

Nora gave Cardin a questioning look over her shoulder, only to get a shrug of his shoulders as a response. So she reached over and hit play on the old tape deck.

Jaune: Oh yeah, that's the stuff!

Nora and Cardin sat back, giving Jaune a similar look, as he started to tap the wheel with his cybernetic hand, while also singing along... very off-key.

Despite Cardin and Nora's reservations, the Delta 88, or as Jaune called it "the Classic" was easily handling the rutted and rough very unmaintained road that lead from Vale proper to Beacon. Though neither was appreciating Jaune's singing.

After the fifth repetition of the song, as apparently the tape was just the one song, Nora had had enough and reached over and ejected the tape.

Jaune: Hey! (Taking his eyes off the road and giving Nora a look) I was...

Cardin: LOOK OUT!

Jaune/Nora: SHIT!

The beowulf hit the front of the Delta, was flipped over the hood to slam into the windshield, causing it's head to burst in a spray of goo that coated the glass. A second impact caused Jaune to slam on the brakes.

Cardin: What the f...?

Nora: Where the FUCK did that come from?

Jaune: (Attempting to use the wipers to clear the windshield, so he could see) I have no... Crap baskets.

Nora: Jaune? (Looks out the smeared windshield, seeing the approaching forms of at least three more beowulf and two missing Beacon applicants.) Crap baskets.

Jaune: Well, we have a choice, Lady and Gent.

Cardin: And that would be?

Jaune: Do we get out and fight, or?

Nora: Or?

Jaune: Do I run them over?

Cardin: Are you serious?

Jaune: Ah yes, I am serious! What do you think I would joke about running people over? That's cold man, real cold.

Nora: They're getting closer!

Jaune didn't wait for any further conversation, as he put the Delta 88 into reverse and stepped on the gas.

Cardin: What are you doing?

Jaune: I need room to get up to speed!

Nora: (having rolled down her window and peeking past the goo covered windshield) I think they know what you're planning on doing!

Jaune: Too late now! (Jaune hit the brake, put the Delta into drive and stomped on the gas.)

Forty-One hundred pounds of steel met a few hundred pounds of flesh at about fifty-miles and hour. Cardin winced at the sounds of bodies being knocked aside, over and under the car. Jaune didn't even flinch as he kept the accelerator floored and the wipers going.

Cardin: Can you even...

Nora: Let go, you bitch!

Deadite Student: (Half climbing through Nora's open window. It's twisted claw like fingers tangled in Nora's hair.) I will swallow your soul!

Jaune: Cardin do something!

Cardin: You do something!

Jaune: I'm driving!

Nora: Get off me, cunt! Someone, just do something!

Deadite Student: You will all die! There is nothing you ca...

BOOM! The Delta swerved dangerously as everyone now coated in gore shook their heads trying to ease the ringing in their ears, thanks to Cardin firing his shotgun inside the cab of the car.

Nora: I GOT IT IN MY MOUTH!!!

Jaune: WHAT?

Cardin: AHHH!!! MY EARS!!!!

Jaune: WHAT?

Thirty minutes later, the goo splattered trio exited the gore covered car. Glynda sighed as she looked them over. She knew she was supposed to ask, but she really didn't want to. Really, she did not want to know what those three menaces had gotten involved in. But it was her job to keep tabs on the trio.

Glynda: Would you mind explaining?

Jaune: WHAT?

Glynda: Why are you yelling?

Nora: I NEED MOUTHWASH!!! OR BLEACH!!

Glynda: I... ah... CAN, SOMEONE, TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED!

Cardin: (His hands pressed to his ears) I'LL NEVER LOOK AT ROADKILL THE SAME WAY AGAIN!!

Glynda: Roadkill?

Nora stumbled away from her teammates making a bee-line for the fountain, and as shocked students and a dumbfounded Glynda watched she dunked her whole head in to the cool clear water. Jaune stumbled about to the rear of the Delta 88 and popped the trunk. Glynda's shoulder's dropped as she watched as the young man, pulled out a six-pack of beer and proceeded to walk over to a nearby bench.

Glynda: WHAT HAPPENED? WHY ARE YOU ALL SO... SO... GOOEY?

Cardin: DID YOU SAY SOMETHING, TEACH?

[changingplumbob]

Villareal Household: Chapter 5, Part 2

In this part the family break in their new house. The twins become good friends, Luna enjoys spring cleaning, and Devin gets some exciting news from her last director!

For ease of reading IF the infants are trying to say real words I'll put the English in brackets, otherwise it's babble. Luna (mummy) and Devin (mama) use some German and Italian.

Schatz (German) meaning treasure Schnucki (German) meaning sweetie but doesn't have an exact translation Bambino/s (Italian) meaning male child/children Amore (Italian) meaning love Piccolo (Italian) meaning little one Caro (Italian) meaning dear Zia/Zio (Italian) meaning aunt/uncle Tante/Onkel (German) meaning aunt/uncle

Alfred and Rilian are content to play in the nursery and babble to each after. After a short while however their sleepiness catches up with them and they both fall asleep on the new rug.

At the gate Devin begins her usual livestream of her run. Yes this is obviously a big security concern, but she’s a sim and doesn’t think about these things. Luna however makes herself at home in the back garden. She replanted the garden and some plants were ready to evolve. She does her best to deal with some bugs that seem to have become attached to the plants in the move, and pulls what weeds she can.

Devin: Mama is back bambinos! Who’s ready for a diaper change?

Alfred lazily stretches out and looks towards Devin. Rilian meanwhile scoots himself into the super secret hiding space of beside the laundry basket so he doesn’t have to go first.

Devin: *in jest* Oh no, where has Rilian gone? He isn't here

Rilian: *giggles* I hi goo (hide good)

Devin: I’ll do you as soon as Alfred is done

Devin: Oh dear watcher that- *gags*

Rilian: *blows raspberry*

Devin: You can say that again. I think we’re clean now Alfred, down you go

Devin switches twins and has just begun to clean up Rilian when he pees all over her. She is pretty disgusted by it but Rilian simply giggles playfully to her.

Devin: I hope this mean you won’t use your diaper as soon as I put it on

Luna: Sleepwear time I think

Alfred: Mummy ah ah (up up)

Luna gets him changed and while Devin works on the mess Rilian has made. She then carries Alfred to the dining area.

Luna: Stay here just a minute Alfred, mummy will grab some food

Alfred looks around him and chooses to think about the bin behind him. I guess there’s no accounting for taste.

Devin gets Rilian seated as Luna begins to feed the yoghurt melts to Alfred who remembers he loves them.

Devin: Shall we try these again Rilian? You were unsure but let’s try be brave huh

Rilian: *blows raspberry*

Devin: Please try for mama. Open up, here comes the yummy

Rilian closes his mouth around the yoghurt melt and contemplates. He likes it! Now the parents can start eating.

Luna: Alfred are you showing your brother how to eat

Alfred: Mummy ba flu im (I'll show him)

Devin: Rilian is sort of shovelling them in now

Alfred: Ri si si (Rilian silly silly) mama

Devin: I think I may have understood that

Luna: He is a little talker isn’t he. We did good schatz

Devin: You did good, you grew them first

Devin pulls a silly face at the boys and they both burst out laughing.

Luna: we better give them some milk since half of Alfred’s went on his face and Rilian is playing with his

Devin: Drink up caro

Luna: Alfred you can’t just guzzle, you know gas makes your tummy hurt

Alfred pouts but when he gets the bottle back tries going slower.

Devin: Can I do bedtime

Luna: Sure, I want to clean up the dishes, and the disaster site that is Alfred’s high chair

Devin: Oh, it’s just a burp this time!

Luna: How about you schnucki? Please just gas, please just gas…

Alfred complies and burps tiny bubbles out.

Devin: Come on bambinos, night night time

Alfred: Mama lo ew ch

Devin: Up we go caro. Hang in there Rilian, we just need to put Alfred to bed first

Rilian despite being in the back carrier doesn’t agree that he should have to wait for Alfred to be put in his crib and begins to wail...

Devin: Just a minute caro. Okay Alfred, you have a good sleep. Mama loves you very much. Mummy loves you to

Rilian: WAHHHHHHH

Devin: We’re putting you to bed right now, calm caro calm

Devin: I got them to sleep

Luna: Did you now

The two walk to the nursery where the boys are indeed snoring away.

Luna: I guess their mama has the touch

Devin: Follow me and I’ll show you a touching technique I have just for you

…

Devin: Are you happy with the house

Luna: It has you and me and the kids, it’s perfect

Devin: Te amo amore mio

Luna: Ich liebe dich schatz

She sun is shining and spring has arrived! Devin makes sure to change the boys diapers before she begins feeding them, still remembering Alfred’s last blowout.

Luna: How are we all this morning

Devin: Dressed for the cold weather

Luna: In those shorts

Devin: *laughs* I meant the bambinos

Luna: Come here schnucki, you smell like you need a change

Devin: Wait... Don’t tell me he used his diaper right after I changed him

Luna: Yep. Rilian did to

Devin: Bambinos! You’re making me look bad. At least we avoided disaster I guess

Luna: Will they be okay on the mats

Devin: Of course, we need breakfast

Luna: Happy spring cleaning day! I make no apologies for loving it

Devin: *laughs* You do you Lu. I need to check in with some co-workers before the shoot starts tomorrow. Levi says he’s got big news

Luna: I might take the boys out to the garden with me

Devin: That sounds like a wonderful idea

So while Devin waits for her guests to walk up the hill Luna sets out to tidy, watched on by Alfred and Rilian who are keen to explore the back yard.

The two infants look around the garden in awe, and babble reassuringly to each other. With a smile to his brother Afred scoots himself over to a plant. While Rilian chomps down on a rattle Alfred investigates the dirt, sending a dust cloud flying over them both.

Devin: What’s the news

Levi: Melodies of the City made a big buzz with the right people, we’ve been nominated for some accolades!

Devin: Shut up

Mina: He’s serious. You for actress, Connor for actor, me for supporting and Lee for directing

Devin: Oh that is the best news! The award ceremony is tonight right

Mina: You bet it is

Levi: If any of us win it’ll generate interest in the next project

Devin: Oh my gosh, the next project! I almost forgot!

Mina: About filiming?

Devin: No. Excuse me, I need to call my brother

Kelly: You want me to do what

Devin: Yell at me, really let loose. I need to research anger for this role and, well, you’re the most prickly person I know

Kelly: And you won’t tell ma and pa

Devin: Nope. So don’t be afraid to chuck in some cuss words

Kelly: You actors are so ducking stupid

Devin: I wouldn’t say- wait have you started?

Kelly: Obviously you skinny moron

Devin: That seems a bit harsh, I do try to get more curvy but with my workout schedule-

Kelly: I DON’T CARE. Be skinny, be big, it makes no difference to me. Anger is about not giving a duck what the other person thinks Devin

Devin: Oh, right. Let’s do this

Kelly delivers one epic rant about everything wrong in his life while Devin takes it all in. When he’s finished Devin has her own mini rant to see if she’s got it.

Kelly: That’s it! Crush my soul!

Devin: Not today gremlin, have a safe trip home

Kelly: Ew, you’ll give me girl cooties

Devin: Have fun being sick and dying

Kelly leaves doing his best zombie impression on the way out.

Luna has to write a scholarly paper for work and doesn’t want to wake the twins up. They seem happy enough to sleep on the warm grass. Devin turns on her drone and begins to swim laps, keeping an ear out for any crying noises.

CLICK

Devin: Hey, did you hear that

CLICK

Drone: *beeps yes*

CLICK

Devin: Weird, I’m pretty sure nether of them can click their fingers yet

On the other side of the hedge paparazzi Ali continues to shoot pictures, clearly unaware Devin is streaming her swimming to the world for no cost…

Rilian wakes up and studies the gnomes. It doesn’t take long for his stinky diaper to spread its odor down the lawn to  where Devin swims.

Devin: Looks like I’ll have to end the stream early folks, mama duty calls. Remember to tune in to the starlight accolades tonight to see me! That’s done, come here caro

Alfred wakes up and immediately begins crying. Yes, he soiled his diaper, but also he just woke up sad.

Devin: Come here piccolo mio, mama can make it better

Devin: Are we feeling sad caro

Alfred: *pouts*

Devin: 🎵If you’re happy and you know it smile for mama, if you’re happy and you know it smile for mama🎶

Alfred begins to grin and on the ground Rilian giggles.

Devin: 🎵If you’re happy and you know it and you really want to show it, if you're happy and you know it smile for mama🎶

With Alfred successfully cheered up Devin begins feeding the boys an early dinner.

Devin: You stay in the back carrier for a bit piccolo mio, Rilian needs milk as well

Alfred looks about the garden while his brother has his bottle. Towards the end I get nervous about what could happen if Rilian spits up, Alfred is in the way! Luckily Rilian just burps bubbles out.

Devin: Who’s ready for night night? I know it’s early but Zia Deanna will get you up when mama’s category is on the TV

Previous Part ... Next Part

[gladiatorcunt]

Didn’t know you were a kpop fan babe 😧 Kinda not surprised, but still… Your faves?

“kinda not surprised” erm

(i got into it like around 2015 and i typically go for 3rd gen to earlier when it comes to music, also i don’t interact with any fandoms on social media anymore since i’ve gotten older (and i don’t rlly keep up with the idols themselves) beyond what edits i see or what gets so popular i have to see it on my fyp)

red velvet (my girlies)

loona (haseul could’ve been the baekhyun of loona if they used her properly beyond 1 line)

exo (masterclass in discography and actually being a capital i idol but also mess and mismanagement, arguably a big part of some of their issues is the tension between sk and china, etc.)

vixx (still a fair bit underrated imo when you consider how long they’ve been active, their vocal ability, being known for their concepts, like ughhhhh leo is one of the only idols who i will be like ‘that’s my husband and we have 6 kids <3’ about)

monsta x (very solid discography, talented, rappers that genuinely have something which there a lot of rappers in kpop groups just bc they’re trying to get appeal, still mildly irritated over the wonho thing bc the way companies deal with stuff like that when the idol is innocent is just so annoying. queen is one of the best bsides in kpop history.)

ramble under the cut

honorary shinee (jonghyun is my golden standard male vocalist), boa, snsd, sunmi, btob mentions

unfortunately jay park is cute and i do like mommae, dean’s like one album he did (i didn’t listen to the other one if that even was a full second album), i used to fw hyuna but she’s pissed me the fuck off

fave time out jail ig: bts (just really grew out of being into them ig since boy with luv came out, some of their tiktok fanbase proudly bullying people and how i feel about the quality of their music now (missing house of cards type quality) + the western validation debate + being on tumblr when people made jungkook’s whole personality at 19 yrs old being goo goo ga ga over banana milk and having a noona kink)), nct (the t*eil thing, but imo if people like that want to hide then they will so i think at least some of the members didn’t know, i don’t keep up with that so i’m not sure if any other info has since come out. i believe he did it with how things are rn and as a csa survivor i just feel a bit gross with being overly supportive of them)

and then there is the can of worms that is the group named after colors (another case where imo they were better earlier on, playing with fire >>>>)

i don’t really have any 4th gen faves, i love ateez and i like some stray title tracks (as in random not stray kids lmao) & bsides from groups here and there

i have mixed feelings about 4-5th gen (imo music is not the focus so much as international reach and social media presence), riize (wonbin is so fine though like sm employs pretty boy idols and refuses to manage them properly) and new jeans (i really wished i liked their music because literally everyone else does), ive’s title tracks are pretty solid (i don’t know anything about their bsides), le sserafim is ehhhhhhhh (i think i literally only like anti fragile + they do need to improve technically for me), enhyphen (i will say is the closet to being a fave for me because i eat up their obsessive songs that are apparently about their webtoon???????? and that one jyp cover (i assume bc he was there) bangs, also again they’re fine 😖)

for the life of me i can’t fully commit to aespa but their concept is cool (and the lore should stick to them and not be attached to every sm group imo)

talking about the songs i like & listen to regularly/industry opinions is a different discussion (that i dipped into too much here) i fear so i’ll shut up!!! i could probably get back into it if a company debuted a group and was like ‘안녕하세요! we are D.I.L.F!’ and the members are all at least in their mid 40’s and they groan when they try to bow

[fandom-addict404]

Anxiety’s One Hell of a Problem II

It’s the fourth and everyone’s there. Julia, Adam, Jeremiah, Conrad, Laurel, who also brought Cleveland, Belly, Steven, and even a couple of Belly’s deb friends were in town.

The party is bustling with some in the pool, conversation taking place all over the property, and their catered food—since Susannah always did all of the cooking—being shared amongst the people.

Everyone knows it’s different. They all can feel it in the air, the tension, the awkwardness. But Conrad wasn’t only feeling the tension in the air but in himself. He keeps thinking back to Steven saying, ‘have you ever thought of therapy?’ That singular comment has been taking up his mind for days and he can’t seem to shake it.

“Hey, Conrad! What’s up, man?” Cleveland greets, handing Conrad a plate of crackers and various cheeses.

“Oh, hey, Cleveland! How are you? How’s that…uh…book coming?”

“It’s good! You know, those sailing lessons or yours are really coming in handy. Very informative.”

“I uh…I didn’t know you’d be in town.”

“Laurel actually invited me and I thought I’d stop by and say ‘hello’ and see how it’s going.” Cleveland says. Conrad sees that Cleveland has started growing his beard back, with the little stubbles of gray hairs coming in along his mustache and chin area.

“Oh! Laurel, huh.”

Cleveland lets out a nervous yet amused laugh. “Yes, Laurel. I don’t know yet but—“

“Well, you didn’t hear it from me but I’m really rooting for you guys.”

“Are you now?”

“Yeah! Laurel likes you and you clearly like her too.”

“Clearly?”

“Yeah! You’re all goo-goo-ga-ga over her.”

“Says you! I’ve been seeing you stealing glances at Belly all day—“

Conrad’s heart stops for a moment as he clenches his hands onto the platter. “It’s not like that. She’s with Jeremiah.”

Cleveland clears his throat uncomfortably, a pang of guilt hitting his stomach. “Hey, I’m sorry, man. I didn’t know.”

“No, no it’s okay. I’m just going to—“ Conrad sputters looking in the opposite direction towards some people near the pool.

“Hey, Conrad?”

“Yeah?”

“If you ever need to talk, you can always call me. You know that, right?”

“Yeah, I know that. Thanks, Cleveland.”

“You know, when I was dealing with really bad depression, talking to someone—just being able to vocalize that… pain—was really helpful. Losing someone is really hard and—“

“Yeah, I know, Cleveland. Thanks.” Conrad says, cutting Cleveland off. He couldn’t take hearing one more person trying to be his personal psychologist and overanalyze him. Sure Cleveland helped him through his first panic attack during that hot summer day on the boat—one of his weakest moments in Conrad’s opinion—but he wasn’t about to make this all about him. He knew he meant well but he wasn’t about to abandon Jeremiah and Belly when they needed him. Not now and not ever.

Conrad nods and nervously walks off. He takes a breath, rubbing his chest with the heel of his palm and heads for inside where he sees Steven talking with Taylor. Steven is slyly smiling with her as she throws her head back laughing.

Conrad was planning on just walking past them, as they seem to be preoccupied but then Steven spots him and waves him over.

“Hey, man! Sup?” Steven greets, handing him a glass of some beverage, noticing Conrad’s hand rubbing his chest. He hands him his cup of water. “Thirsty?”

Conrad takes it, noticing that his throat has suddenly gone dry.

“Yeah. Thanks, man.” He takes a sip, letting the water cascade down his throat. “How are you? Getting ready for college?”

“Yeah! I’ve been shopping and visited the campus a couple of days ago with my dad. You ready for Stanford?”

“Yeah, yeah. Gonna drive over a couple of weeks.”

“Babe, I’m gonna go find Belly but I’ll see you later, ‘kay?” Steven nods giving Taylor a quick peck before she walks off.

“So, uh…how are you doing, man?”

“I’m good—“

“No. How are you really doing? Like, for real, man.” Steven asks. “You seem…nervous, worried.”

Conrad forces the muscles around his mouth into a carefree expression, though his eyes telling a very different story.

“It’s okay— to feel on edge. The fourth has always been Susannah’s thing and I—“

Conrad leans in swiftly, his muscles in his jaw tensing. “Can you stop? Please. I really can’t do this right now.”

“Conrad—“

“I have been having essentially a 2 hour long anxiety attack, trying to get through this day, okay?! I really can’t take this right now.” He lets out a shaky half-of-a-breath, breaking eye contact with Steven.

“Exactly. Which is why you should at least consider therapy! This isn’t healthy. This suppression, constant anxiety. It’s okay to ask for help, Connie.”

Conrad froze.

Connie.

His mom used to call him that. And at that exact moment, he felt his breath stop. The tremors in his hands become visible, his vision blurring.

Though his mind is in a fog, he feels his feet carry him. To where? He has no idea. Just out of there, away from that conversation.

He ran up the stairs. He felt himself bump into people as he stumble into his bedroom, slamming the door behind him. He leans his body weight against the wall, muttering to himself, “It’s okay, it’s okay. Just breathe.” He attempts at a deep breath though it fails, only making him weaker. “Dammit. C’mon, c’mon. It’s okay. It’s just a-a. A—“ He begins pacing in his room. As his hands begin curling up he spreads his hands as wide as he can, to prevent cramping later. God, you can’t even say what it is! If, you can’t say what it is how are you supposed to stop them?! They’re never gonna end. They’ll just get worse and worse and worse and worse. And Jeremiah will find out and you’ll know how weak you really are. You aren’t any role model. You’re a weak, weak, coward who can’t even breathe—

Conrad’s spiraling was cut off by the sound of someone’s voice. At first, he doesn’t hear, however when they touch his shoulder he feels himself practically jump out of his own skin.

“Conrad? What’s wrong? Is everything okay?”

“T-Taylor?” He sputters, his voice shaking like crazy.

“How about we sit down, yeah?” She gently guides him to the bed behind him. “What’s going on? Do you know what’s happening?”

“I’m having a p-p-panic attack-k.” He stutters over the word and Taylor smiles and nods sympathetically.

“May I?” She asks, hovering her hand over his chest.

Conrad nods and she places her hand over his heart.

“Just try to take some deep breaths, okay?” Conrad nods, following Taylor’s exaggerated breathing. “See? Your heart rate is already slowing down.”

“Yeah.” Conrad replies, his throat scratchy and shaky.

“So have you had that happen before?”

“Um…yeah. A lot, actually. I really should’ve seen that coming.”

“How long?”

“Since last summer.” Conrad pauses to look at Taylor. Her usual snarky smile has been replaced with a calm and sympathetic expression. “I only had one last summer but when I got to school, they got worse, and the longer I was away from home, the more frequent and severe they got.”

“Conrad, I had no idea.”

“How would you? I didn’t want anyone to know.”

“Am I the only one?”

“No. Steven knows, helped me through one earlier this summer and…Belly is aware of one but she doesn’t know…”

“How often they are.”

“Yeah.”

“You gonna come back down or?”

“I think i’m just gonna stay up here for a bit.”

“Yeah, of course.”

“Oh, and if you ever need to talk to someone or feel your anxiety get worse, you can always talk to me but I would highly recommend talking to a professional.”

“Like a therapist?”

“Yeah. It really helped me through my parents’ divorce. Working out all my shit and stuff.”

“I‘ll think about it.” Conrad says. “And Taylor?”

“Yeah?”

“Thanks for helping me. I know you’re not my biggest fan so it means a lot. Truly.”

“No sweat off my back. Plus, this kind of helps.”

“How?”

“Well, now I know you’re not just some random dick, you’ve got shit.”

Conrad chuckles, almost smiling. “Yeah. I’ve got shit for sure.”

Taylor leaves, closing the door behind her, leaving Conrad in his bedroom.

After a moment or so, Conrad looks up “therapists near me” in the google search bar and starts looking through the results.

He then changes his search to “therapists near Stanford University.” and finds a therapist that’s not only near the university but works through the school so he gets it free of charge. Part of the school’s mission and such.

Though there’s still a slight pull on his chest. A new feeling starts to form. Hope. Hope for a happier future, lighter heart, and hope for freedom from all the shit that’s happened to him in the past year and a half.

Could Conrad be…happy? free?

There’s only one way to find out.

[bubblyqueer000]

APRIL FOOLS JOKE POST Mondo Owada x Me PART 3!! THE FUCKENING :0

soz I haven't been posting. I'll make an update soon C:

still tho gotta do my yearly april fools day post!!

FUCKING SHIT WIENER COCK DOODLE!! HEY DICK NOSES IT’S BUBZ CHAN AND IM MAD. RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHDFNNJHBNJHBGBHNJHBGVHNHBVGBNBHHB

Okay so like last year that little cock weasel, monocumstain killed my boyfriend, mondo because he was mad he commited a hate crime and fucked me on the tables in the cafeteria, coating them in his dick cheese in the process. UGGGGHH

BUT ACTUALLY I WAS THE ONE WHO WAS REALLY PUNISHED BECAUSE I WAS THE ONE TASKED WITH SCRAPING HIS SMEGMA OFF OF EVERY SURFACE OF THE SCHOOL!!!! >:C

I was in the midst of using a metal spatula to scrape off his dried up mondo butter from under the tables when I felt a horrible pain filling my chest.

“Ow tf” I sayed

“Shut the fuck up” said Kyoto

“No you cunt, my stomach really hurts.”

“Well no shit we’re all like a million years old now and during that whole time mondo was fuckin destroying your organs.” Said toastermi

“…

…

Shit u right.” And then I felt another horrible fucking pain in my tummy!!! “AHHHHHHFHDNDNBDNDJDNDND NO YOU BITCHES IDK WHATS HAPPENING”

“maybe u need a nap c: “ Nina told me

“YOU DONUT SUCKING FUCK WAD HELP ME.” 

“DON’T WORRY YALL I GOT THIS!” Said sakura, kicking me as hard as she could in the stomach making my organs squirt out of my ass with a loud shlorp. 

“OH SHIT IN THE SINK GET HER TO THE SINK!” Shouted byakuya bc he thought it was my period and he was scared of periods and stuf. 

So yea soccer ball carried me over her shoulder into the kitchen and plopped me in the sink where I screamed and farted loudly lmfao. I really hope that no one actually gets turned on by this dear fucking god. 

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” idk how birth works soz. 

So yeah I shitted out a bb. 

“What the fuck” Said everyone collectively. 

“Goo goo ga ga 😀” He goo goo ga gad

“HOW THE SHIT DID THIS HAPPEN?” 

“Because you had tons of unprotected sex with mondo.”

“Oh yeah ur right. Alright well… Idk ummm ill name u mondo after ur dad ig.”

“otay” he said bc that’s how babies talk according to fan fic writers wtf is wrong with you people??

“Acutually you can;t lol” said byakuya smartily. “Bc if u did that everytime you called him that hed think of how u fucked his dad or some shit.”

“Byakuya what the actual fuck. I don’t think you understand the absurdity of what you just said. Not only is that sexualizing my infant son, but it’s also an incredibly perverse interpretation of a healthy relationship based on love and respect, and now that he’s passed us on, it’s all the more insensitive.” I told him and everyone started clapping. I looked at the fuckin kid and thought and thought. “Wait wat was mondo’s brother’s name again?”

“Diarrhea.” Sayd makoto.

“LMAOOOOO k ur names diarrhea.” i told the child. 

“K lol.” he said. 

“Ermmm… ERRRRMM…. ERRRMEN AOT…… ERMINEM SLIM SHABBY SLIM ANUS….. ERRRRM…” byakuya erms.

“WHAT WANT BUTT FART???” I sowed   

“well everyone knows that babies need a mommy and daddy or else thre brains wont work. so im volunteering to be ur rich and morty. fuck wait no. rich baby daddy” he explammmed rickbabydaddily 

“??? Tf no!! richie bitches suck” and then I rapped the entirety of piggy pie by icp for everyone but it was a parody that fit the situation like that one mlp web series we all watched as kids that had the parody wreck it ralph op and there was also fuckin evelyn evelyn and confrontation from jekly and hyde parodies ummmm… hold on let me google it. PRINCESS TRIXIE SPARKLE BY MAGPIE PONY.

so I took a break from writing this and taking care of my bastard son to re watch that series and then the first four seasons of mlp and then like all of rainbow dash presents fuck i miss the early days of mlp lmao    

So anyways after that I came out of my room and Daiya II was like a teenager because I was watching mlp content for like fifteen years. 

“Hewwo mwommy” he said 

“Ew why do you still talk like that? Get that shit out of here.”

“Jeez you’re such a bitch.” He told me.

“:0??? >:0! Go to ur room you little shit!” 

“NO mom! >:0! YOU go to YOUR room!”

“Wait what.” and then my own son stabbed me. “Ow bitch u stabbed me in the tit.” 

“Yea but it’s dedly bc ur like 47893845748398.”

“...”

“...”

“SHIT” so yeah I fuckin died. 

“You… cunt.” I said and stoped living. 

When I woke up I was in hell. And who else was there???

Ur MOM! (sorry if ur mom is actually ded or somethin rip)

BUT ALSO MONDO AND DAIYA OWADA (the first one not my son)???? :0

“Hey cootie ;0” said doodie owada

“MONDO!” I cried running over to him.

“Am I a joke to you?” Daiya asked bc i ignored his dumb ass

“Wassup bbygrl C:” Mondo asked. 

“I missed you so much.” I told him. 

“Awww”

…

…

…

…

… 

“Kay let’s fuck already.” 

“K.” 

Our clothes all burned off bc my homophobic relatives tell me that I hell is hot. Then they bent me over. I suckked daiyas dick and took mondos in my ass. 

“Glucglucglucglucglucgluc” i said suckn dick. 

“Coom” and then I fake my organism. 

Soooo yeah were done and were just chillin wit angel hazbin hotel bc it’s hell. BUT IT TURNED OUT THAT DAIYA II WAS THERE BC HE WAS EXECUTED LMFAO

Anyways happy april fools day seeya next year :3

[icos-3]

Chapter 4 - The Kidnapping of Danny Fenton - Tumblr Edition

Since AO3 was down, I might as well post the chapters of my fic here. This is not a rewrite of the story. It will contain fixes/edits for problems that initially went unnoticed by me. These edits will eventually be added to AO3. Big thank you to the volunteers at the OTW for your hard work!

3 - 4 - 5 Index

TW: descriptions of body horror

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Those sounds...

.

At first, Agent S thought it was just the machine in the center of the room.

After all, it had made similar noises in the past.

But over time it grew louder.

Much louder than it had ever been.

And the sounds, no, the screams of the creature inside kept growing louder and louder. 

Layers upon layers of vile...

horrible sounds…

All layered on top of each other…

.

Some were otherworldly.

thunderous...

monstrous...

incomprehensible...

alien…

Like the world itself was being torn apart.

.

But some were… 

screams...

cries...

human…

.

They were deeply unnerving.

And to some, deeply upsetting.

.

The unearthly shrieks filled the lab like an explosion, sending personnel and bystanders alike into

Everyone held onto their ears, desperately trying to cover them.

The glass windows in front of them shattered, leaving them devoid of cover.

S had no other choice than to start yelling at her head agent.

"Sir! We need to shut it off!"

He was staring, unflinchingly, at the horrors unfolding inside the shaking contraption. 

Tables and desks vibrated, and vials and flasks of all shapes rattled off and smashed on the floor.

A steaming liquid was bubbling out of the ungodly machine in front of them.

It felt like it just kept getting louder and louder. She couldn't take much more.

"SIR!" 

This seemed to get him out of his trance.

"Shut if off!"

From where they were observing before, several scientists and agents dashed towards the screens and keyboards behind them.

The machine slowed down to a halt, and eventually, the screams did too.

With the ghastly shrieks dying down, and now being able to think, she began inching towards the ungodly contraption.

.

Sickly yellow and black goo flowed out of the tube like structure, with neon green gas escaping with each popping bubble.

Over time, the unearthly slime seemed to cool down and deflate.

But something inside caught her eye.

.

Agent S always had faith in her employers. That she were doing these things in the interests of the people: The people of Amity Park.

To serve them.

To help them.

To protect them. 

But today, she felt that faith waver.

.

Inside the machine, there were bits and pieces of flesh and blood submerged in sludge, all arranged in inhuman ways…

a severed human arm, sprouting more arms at the fingers, like a tree…

ghostly intestines, covered in red, arranged into a rose like arrangement, repeating on itself in the middle, like a fractal…

a heart with green pustules growing all over it, with more hearts sprouting from them like seeds…

.

and in the center of it all, laid a melted, moaning ghostly child, and next to him, a bruised... human... child...

the two of them were joined at the hip, slowly melting and fusing together…

.

She couldn't hold it in anymore.

She emptied her insides beside the unholy contraption.

What have we done…

What have I done…

.

When she looked up, able to steady herself again, she saw medical staff piling through the goo, guts and gore.

Eventually they pulled out the… children?

no.

A child.

But not just any child.

"Agent T, Agent V, make sure he's stable."

It was Phantom.

.

She saw the two agents take hold of him before disappearing behind the lab doors.

Her superior was standing right beside her. 

"Make sure to clean yourself up Agent S!"

He turned around and walked towards the lab exit.

The doors slid open with a hiss.

"Today has been a great success! We must celebrate!"

The doors slammed shut behind him.

S promptly emptied her stomach again.

.

.

She was not so sure about that last statement…

She thought back to those screams…

what she saw… 

She had to know

what happened to that human child...?

"Hey, S, what do you think of all this?"

Her co-worker had come over and helped her to her feet.

"I'm not sure, but whatever it was, I'm sure it was no good..."

They had a strange look on their face. They turned to look at the remains and suck covering the floor

"To think, something so small could do all… this…"

No

that wasn't an unthinking abomination like they had said…

phantom didn't want this...

he was… 

"Here, grab my hand."

that… 

child…

"Let's get you cleaned up."

that human child…

they were experimenting on him…

They had killed him!

She had to do something.

She turned around to look at the machine one more time and looked for something, anything, she could use to put all this to an end.

That's when the shine on something in the corner of the room caught her eye.

A lens.

Agent S now knew what she had to do.

.

.

.

[zirhlikuzgun]

Grings Kodai had been sent to jail at the Luxembourg City Penitentiary Prison

(Famous last words) Curses! Not again, Sean Allison, Lori Allison, Dave Matson, and Rhonda Reynolds. You've awfully defeated me, cause i've been thoroughly damaged beyond recognition. I'm awfully worried that i should tell you this, but eitherway, we've successfully vanquished that wicked neitherworld king thou destroying him down to his most terrifying demise. Owww! I'm awfully too-way weak! I'm losing all of my devious supervillain powers. My most devious dark endgame is finally over. Owww! My broken illusion canceler! Goodbye forever, stupid jerks! OW-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-...! *and then, he dies*

Grings Kodai

At that very moment, Zoroark are suddenly managing to break free, cause she manages to muster enough strength to break free, so without further ado, she suddenly breaks free with her Dark Pulse, by destroying the robotic arm-claw, and to a sudden surprise, she suddenly strikes Kodai, by thoroughly knocking him and Shnuzzy unconsciously out in the process.

Well just then, TootyCH, Stella, Jenny, Lisa, Andrea, Para, KC and Alex arrives as Baby Tooty, Baby Stellina, Baby Jennina, Baby Lisalilla and Baby Andryina knocks Mitzzy-matzy back with their Pink Supernova attack, thus freeing Sean, Dave, Baby Sissy, Baby Lissy and Celebi from Mitzzy-matzy's psychics. Mitzzy-matzy attempts to attack Sean, Dave and Celebi with Psywave, but is blocked by BOR15's Reflect, so for now, without further ado, Sean and Dave tells Baby Sissy and Baby Lissy to use their IMMA-FIRIN-MAH-TANDROM, cause Baby Sissy and Baby Lissy are therefore defeating Mitzzy-matzy with their Goo-Goo-Ga-Ga-G-A Tantrum and IMMA-FIRIN-MAH-TANDROM, by knocking it out. Zoroark helps on defeating Kodai's Pokémon, cause she defeats Shnuzzy with another Dark Pulse, by knocking it out, and then, Kodai are completely awfully getting beaten so bad.

Grings Kodai gets scared, cause he staggers backwards and trying to go running for the Time Ripple, by making a run for it, but the three legendary lions appears and stops him by blocking his path. So now with nowhere else to run, Grings Kodai gets cornered by the real three legendary lions, and just then, he makes a dart for the stadium, by prompting himself to make a run for it instead, thus forcing himself to flee. Well just then, Zoroark are finally collapsing and fainting on the ground.

As Zoroark are no longer possessing the strength to do much else, Kodai runs into the stadium, but however just as he were managing to run away, well just then, at that very sudden moment, Zoroark are suddenly using her illusion ability one more time by casting an illusion to trick Kodai think that he arrived safely atop aboard on his airship, high in the air.

FINISH HIM!

Well just then, however, she quickly cancels out the illusion, causing Kodai to lose all his supervillain powers, and then as a matter of fact, Grings Kodai are suddenly falling off from the platform within a noticeable height ahead down to the field below, as he tragically falls down unconscious, by knocking himself horribly unconscious, thus passing out dead and broken in the stadium field, and then, just as it guessed it, Grings Kodai had finally been defeated.

FATALITY!

Zoroark closes her eyes with a satisfied smile, and as sadly in tears, Zorua are pleading and crying out to Zoroark, by begging his mother to awaken. He eventually nudges her and creates the illusion of a beautiful grass field around them — their home, by trying to tell his mother that they're home and attempts to wake her with no success. Zoroark isn't moving and everyone fears the worst. Well then, thankfully, Celebi notices the Time Ripple as Sean and Dave tosses Celebi into it, and then, he reaches for the Time Ripple, as Sean and Dave brings him closer to it, hence Celebi are therefore using the power of the Time Ripple to heal itself, by disappearing himself for a second and therefore re-emerges good as new, as it uses the power from the Time Ripple to heal Zoroark, by reviving her back to life. As Zoroark recovers, she thankfully opens her eyes as she and Zorua embraces in a tearful reunion, and Zorua thanks Celebi for saving his mother, by also thanking everyone for helping on saving its mother. Celebi smiles and are therefore time-traveling away in billows of light after happily making all the area's greenery and all its flowers in the area bloom, disappearing from sight.

A short time later, Grings Kodai awakens and regains consciousness on the stadium field, only to witness on discovering the video of his confession shot by Ethan which plays, though broadcasting all over the news to every television throughout the city, revealing for what Kodai did, though also revealing his true evil to the public, so he looks to the stands to find everyone, including Franklin D. Flanigan, Pamela Flanigan, Lauren Orta, CJ O'Randolph and the Special Forces, glaring down at him.

Grings Kodai are regardlessly surrounded by the entire town, including Franklin D. Flanigan, Pamela Flanigan, Lauren Orta, CJ O'Randolph and the Special Forces waiting to arrest him for his crimes. Franklin D. Flanigan, Pamela Flanigan, Lauren Orta and CJ O'Randolph tells Kodai that he's under arrest and Zoroark roars at him.

The scene changes to a dock, where Zoroark and Zorua boards a ship which heads back to their home with Ethan and Rina. TootyCH, Stella, Jenny, Lisa, Andrea, Para, KC and Alex are seen waving goodbye to Zorua, Zoroark, Ethan and Rina as they leave on a boat, presumably to take the two Pokémon home. Before they depart, Zorua mischievously takes on the form of Sean before being turned back to its original form when Rina grabs its tail. Zoroark is likewise in the form of Baby Sissy before transforming back to her true form after her child is revealed. As the ship sets sail, Sean, Dave, Baby Sissy and Baby Lissy runs up behind TootyCH, Stella, Jenny, Lisa, Andrea, Para, KC and Alex and wonders why Zorua didn't say goodbye to them. Sean and Dave calls out to Zorua and Zoroark and Ethan and Rina discovers that the Sean on the ship has a tail, well just then, Baby Sissy turns into Zoroark and Sean turns into Zorua. Sean and Dave runs to the edge of the dock and yells out a promise to Zorua that they will come visit Zorua and Zoroark in their all-new upcoming adventure, hence Sean and Dave are therefore bidding farewell to Zorua and Zoroark. Zorua says "Sean..." and "Dave..." to themself and smiles back.

Meanwhile, the Dolph gang are getting a driving trip in their trailer ahead back home to Vienna.

Anyways, Sean and Dave are thankfully reunited with all their friends, and they cheer from the stands at the JCtn Baccer World Cup. The entire gang are luckily cheering, cause they're watching the events of the JCtn Baccer World Cup from the stands.

Grings Kodai had already been defeated, because he and Goone, alongside their henchmen had been exiled to Luxembourg. Well because of that, the police had discovered Kodai and his minions, but however, Kodai, Goone and their henchmen are (as regardless) quickly arrested by Pamela Flanigan, Franklin D. Flanigan, Lauren Orta, CJ O'Randolph the Special Forces, and the Luxembourgish Grand Ducal Police, cause eventually with that, they've been brought to prison for their crimes, thus putting an end to Kodai's most devious ambition for good. Well eventually, Kodai, Goone, and their henchmen are constantly taken away in a police car ahead over to the city prison at Luxembourg City, while the paparazzi photographs them, and the news spreads across the world (thou spreading to every newspaper).

The legendary lions sees the boat carrying Zorua and Zoroark off from atop a cliff, by bidding their farewells to the Illusion Pokémon before going their separate ways, though returning to their homes. Sophie Franco had taken shelter during a rainstorm. Kolya CR Lezter can also be seen exploring some ruins with the Zacian and Zamazenta statues. Sean, Dave and their friends reunites Sophie Franco and Kolya CR Lezter by rejoining them back together, as they all make their way to their next destination while the Dolph gang follows behind in their trailer. Zorua nuzzles Zoroark each other affectionately as the ship are slowly flying throughout the mist-covered clouds and ahead away into a far-away planet where any rugrat has gone before. So now at last, Sean, Dave and their friends, and all of their rugrats are gazing up at the night sky and they're wistfully watching the sunrise.

Grings Kodai had now finally been defeated, because he and Goone had been sent to jail in Luxembourg. Well by the way, Grimms Kordahl I had been tragically defeated, because he got arrested and sent to jail at Planet Runouw. Well by the way, not only that, his nefarious rival Grimms Kordahl II are unfortunately dead, because he got thoroughly killed and destroyed to smithereens, due to the destruction of the Public Domainional ROM-Hacking Service, so for now, it will eventually held a memorial service for the now-deceased Grimms Kordahl II. Well of course, we also won't forget that Kharol Noughard I had also been tragically defeated, cause he'd also been arrested and sent to jail at Planet Runouw. Oh by the way, not only that, we also won't forget that Kharol Noughard I's most devious, nefarious rival Kharol Noughard II are unfortunately dead, because he got thoroughly killed and destroyed to smithereens, due to the unfortunate demise of the Public Domainional ROM-Hacking Service, so at that case, it will apparently held a memorial service for the now-deceased Kharol Noughard II. So now with that, it will finally put a sad end to the Public Domainional ROM-Hacking Service... ... forever.

End credits

Well eventually, in a related story, after the unfortunate demise of the Public Domainional ROM-Hacking Service, following the destruction caused by the Heaven Logo Alliance, Sean Allison, Dave Matson and their friends, along with the citizens of Planet Runouw held a memorial service for the ROM-hackers who were killed and destroyed by the Heaven Logo Alliance. Some of the citizens of Planet Runouw are hoping to bring back the anti-ROM-hacking peace and serve justice for all the chaos that has happened in Planet Runouw.

Conrad Cupmann

At that case, despite that they made it a relief on sending the girlfriends to the in-studio clinic, Cedric Narce are apparently making an important announcement, cause he states that he has some serious news to report. Those serious news that Cedric are going to report, it are unfortunately going to involve some sad news, cause those sad news (that Cedric Narce are recently reporting) is that Cedric Narce are going to wave goodbye, because he and his superfriends, along with their families, the JCtn Squad, JZtn Elite Squad, JStn.98 Hero League and JKMBN Elite Forces are going to depart their final farewell trip ahead back home to the JCtn-verse ahead back home to Planet JCtn. Well not only that, Cedric Narce are also having another more sad news which is that Shalim are unfortunately going to wave goodbye, because the "January Robinson Uncork'd" experience are unfortunately coming to a sad end, well that's because Shalim are sadly going to die, cause he will sadly zoomout ahead up into the starry night sky and therefore dissolve into dead particles forever. It are indeed official, because we're all gonna miss Cedric and his superfriends, and we're also gonna miss Shalim, cause it really seems so ironic.

End credit songs:

Phil Collins - You'll Be In My Heart (from "Tarzan")

Gareth Gates - Suspicious Minds (from "Lilo and Stitch")

A*Teens - Can't Help Falling In Love (from "Lilo and Stitch")

Wynonna - Burning Love (from "Lilo and Stitch")

Rusted Root - Send Me On My Way

Mike and Sully - If I Didn't Have You (from "Monsters Inc.")

Mya - Where The Dream Takes You (from "Atlantis: The Lost Empire")

Sting - My Funny Friend and Me (from "The Emperor's New Groove")

Bliss 66 - Not Quite Paradise (from "Titan A.E.")

John Kurzweg - Higher (from "Titan A.E.")

John Rzeznik - Always Know Where You Are (from "Treasure Planet")

Bryan Adams - Brothers Under the Sun (from "Spirit: The Stallion of Cimarron")

Lilo and Stitch end credits music (composed by Alan Silvestri)

Ice Age end credits music (composed by David Newman)

Dinosaur 2000 / Atlantis: The Lost Empire / Treasure Planet end credits music (composed by James Newton Howard)

Farewell, Cedric Narce!

Oh yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah XD XD XD XD soi soi soi soi rofl rofl rofl rofl! We did it! We finally did it!

Sam Orlando

At long last! We finally destroyed the lord of the underworld once and for all!

Mike Orlando

After 12 years of weird madness and crazy insanity, we are finally free from the clutches of evil!

Mary Orlando

Now the Evil Forces will never take Sam away from me ever again.

Anna Longhorn

They will also never cause trouble to all of us in the studio for good.

Scotty B. Free

They will also never kill everyone to smithereens ever again.

Gary S. Free

We will never end up in any new comeback of any new-wile-ain't-no-wile adventure into any new-wile world beyond any new-wile horizons whenever we pretend to malcontent.

Jimmy Doors

They will also never intrude on our fun times for good.

Hank O'Hare

They won't even take part in court hearings as well.

Wally Warner Jr.

They will also never declare wars for good.

Harvey Zilth

They will also never abduct anyone and take hostage ever for good.

Sidney Sternberg

They will also never ruin everyone's relationships ever again.

Beulah Glawer

They will also never ever take a massive diarrhea dump on us ever again!

Abby Jenkins

They will also never ever let out any more wicked rages ever again!

Rhonda Reynolds

And they will never claim everyone, especially Sean and Dave, as their devious puppets for their most devious plot ever again.

Lori Allison

Their never-ending wicked troublemaking schemes have finally ended. And this time, it is for real.

Petra Allison

Well said, Petra.

Vera Edinburgh

So now with that, the devils had finally been lost down to lost place, cause they may now finally cry forever!

Nadine Allison

That's right, Nadine. It will indeed declare good riddance to the worst rubbish!

Tracy Matson

Thus always to evil perpetrators!

Amy Edinburgh

As God Almighty will always say all the time: "Adversaries cannot be prophets. No, they're not! Cause adversaries cannot endure anything. They'll rather be sore losers, cause adversaries will always lose."

Debra Allison

In other words, superheroes rule, troublemakers suck!

Lola Allison

Without you ten on our side, our babies would be in grave danger. But at least the good side wins the final battle.

Rita Reynolds

So now, there you have it. Well then, alas and alack, we've finally returned back to Earth, cause we've already returned back to Eurasia, cause we've already arrived back home in Vienna, so now eitherway, Sean Allison and co. and Dave Matson and co. are going to hold a baby shower by receiving awards for their heroics in the ultimate battle against the Evil Forces, and the Evil Aytien Forces. Juno and Satoshi Akari anoints Sean and Dave as these two champions of the multiverse, and then, it is finally time for the girlfriends to deliver their babies. Cedric makes and importannt announcement before Sean, Dave and their friends are going to engage the final funny-sign episode of the "January Robinson Uncork'd" experience.

Well then afterwards, Sean, Dave and their friends are therefore engaging the final funny-sign episode of the "January Robinson Uncork'd" experience.

And then afterwards, after they engaged the final funny-sign episode of the "January Robinson Uncork'd" experience, they finally introduce their newborn babies, and eventually with that, Cedric tells Sean, Dave and their friends that he, his family, the JCtn Squad, JZtn Elite Squad, JStn.98 Hero League, and JKMBN Elite Forces, having completed their mission at the "January Robinson Uncork'd" experience, must leave for the JCtn universe. Before the big farewell, everyone are reminiscing about their favourite moments of the "January Robinson Uncork'd" experience, and then afterwards, everybody are saying goodbye by thanking them for helping them out on their ultimate quest, and so, thus with that, Cedric, his family, the JCtn Squad, JZtn Elite Squad, JStn.98 Hero League, and JKMBN Elite Forces depart out from the Earth for good.

Goodbye, Cedric Narce! I'm gonna miss you!

Brutal Kharol Noughart had been recuded to dust, cause he'd been thoroughly shattered to smithereens. Well by the way, Brutal Kaizou Kharol Noughart had been thoroughly crashed and shattered to smithereens, cause his broken corpse had been completely destroyed to oblivion for good. Well of course indeed, Kharol Noughart II had been horribly defeated, because he had horribly died, cause he were thoroughly killed and destroyed to smithereens, due to the destruction of the Public Domaninional ROM-Hacking Service, so for now, all the citizens of Planet Runouw will be helding a memorial service for the now-deceased Kharol Noughart II. Well then eitherway, Kharol Noughart I had been tragically defeated, cause he'd been arrested by the Special Forces, so for now, he'll therefore be sent to prison by putting an unfortunately sad end to his devious ROM-hacking ambitions forever. At that case, it is official, because the ROM-hacking essence had finally been sealed inside the Haltmann box which will be hidden far far away within a secret location known only to the Deities of the Seven Stars. Well of course, as you guessed it, the Public-Domainional ROM-Hacking Service had finally been dissolved, cause it are finally been demolished into broken ruins for good, becuase it will finally put a sad end to all those devious ROM-hacking shenanigans. So now with that, that the ROM-hacking crisis is finally over, all those devious, nefarious ROM-hacking shenanigans will finally be disintegrated... ...permanently... ...forever.

Bryan Mills

So now the whole gang are celebrating their success, Sean and Dave finds Xnee-wuah, who was trying to sneak off the spaceship to avoid hanging or incarceration for his part in the mutiny. Although Sean and Dave has a chance to blow the whistle on the rogue Ultra Guardian, they instead allows him safe passage off the spaceship. In return, Xnee-wuah gives Sean and Dave Bissy Sissy and Baby Lissy to look after, with the instruction that Baby Sissy and Baby Lissy keep an eye on Sean and Dave for them and reminds them of their potential for greatness. After a quick embrace, the three-part company, but not before Xnee-wuah throws some of the treasure he salvaged to Sean and Dave, so their apartment complex can be rebuilt.

Sean and Dave reunites with their friends and their entire gang, and they therefore returns home to their families, and sometime later, Sean and Dave's apartment complex is grandly rebuilt at their home town Vienna. A party is thrown to celebrate the reopening which a lot of customers and family friends attend. KC and Inna are now married and the proud parents of newborn children; Keegan has taken up a job in the kitchen, and Sean and Dave has joined the Royal Adventure Academy following a recommendation by TootyCH and Stella. Breaking away from the dancing for a moment, Sean and Dave looks out the windows and remembers Xnee-wuah, confident that the Ultra Guardian's words about him were true. An image of Xnee-wuah in the clouds of the night sky shines down on Sean and Dave.

Anna Longhorn: Ugh! Poor Kodai. He'd been thoroughly defeated, because he and Goone had been arrested for their crimes, cause they're literally been sent to jail, thus with that, it will permanently put a sad end to their devious ambitions for good. At that case, Kodai had been dumped down to last place with that dreaded low-score of -99999 points, cause he'd never seen that one coming. Oh boy! I got a surprise. I'm luckily getting reunited with my boyfriend Sam Orlando (a.k.a. Microsoft Sam). Welcome back, Sam Orlando! Beulah Glower: Oh no! Poor Grings Kodai! He'd been violently, horribly, terrifyingly, scaredly defeated, because he got crushed and grounded down to last place with that dreaded low-bottom-score of -99999 points. Well by the way, he had never seen that one coming, well that's because he and Goone had been arrested by the Special Forces and the Luxembourgish Grand Ducal Police, so for now, they'll be sent to jail, cause this indeed will put an ironic end to Kodai's most devious ambitions forever. Oh, by the way, it will certainly declare good riddance to the worst rubbish. Well, thank goodness, i'm thankfully reunited with my boyfriend Scotty. Hip hip hooray!

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