#doc Wyatt when I get him

[notsosmug87]

Here are some New Dragons Rising Questions answered by Doc:

What I’ve gathered from these are:

-The green ninja lore will be heavily expanded on. (possibly Rewritten or retconned but I doubt that)

-While we already know the Tournament will have a lot of characters (old and new) there will be even more characters present than we think.

-Jays parents are still alive and kicking and will probably be a playing a huge role in his Redemption/Remembrance Arc Among other things.

-Kai might be fuckin dead ong 😔 Doc and Kevin seem to be a lot more Open minded about characters dying. Possibly Permanently?

[sharksandjays]

guys you don’t understand. I need Jay being an antagonist in DR. I need him to hate the ninja. I need him to fight them.

Doc Wyatt said, in response to someone saying “glad to know Jay can just send someone to the hospital”, that Jay “pulls his punches when needed.”

If Jay doesnt know the ninja. If he percieves them as a threat. Will he pull his punches?

Or will Kai suddenly realize how insanely powerful the lightning ninja is.

Will Nya realize how many kill or he killed instincts the pirates in s6 gave him.

Will Zane realize how cold and calculating Jay can be.

Will Lloyd get scared because his older brother is looking at him with cold hatred.

Will Cole cry because his best friend is trying to hurt them. To kill them.

Will they all realize that Jay is no longer a ninja, but a threat, an enemy.

And when one of them becomes an enemy, they cant afford to have mercy. Because a creation element sided with hate is too powerful to exist.

They have to turn him back or they have to kill him.

[lloydlings]

new and updated theory on the source of lloyd’s power!

in dragons rising there definitely has been lore dropped here and there but more than anything I find ammunition to power my long winded theory that lloyd’s powers come from his heart, in theoretical and just elemental sense.

doc wyatt has established there isn’t a set explanation (YET) in show, but he did like one of my tweets regarding my claim that Lloyd’s power resonates within the heart and soul.

starting out, lloyd’s power has never been defined. it is hinted by the writers that lloyd has no idea what it is, though what we do know is that it—-

1) can create life and destroy it (the book of elemental powers)

2) draw energy from the elements

3) shield oneself / very powerful in attack

4) does not belong to the source dragon of energy but belongs to the source dragon OF LIFE

5) has some sort of connection with the FSM

and lastly, by LEGO GROUP’s definition.. it’s ENERGY.

energy can have have different meanings. energy in lightning’s case seems to be the electrical sense, but energy can .. power up things, it makes things work -

energy is also used as a synonym for life force, this is demonstrated when referring to the act of draining source dragons and the whack-rats.

what i am getting at, is I believe that energy in the sense of lloyd’s powers is that he holds the essence of life itself. his power works hand in hand in his survival as well as keeps him alive.

now to connect him to LIFE , a source dragon, was very interesting but made a great deal of sense. Life is in everything, energy can create life.. who created life?

THE FSM used elemental powers to bring Garmadon and Wu into existence, he also holds the ability that past his death, he could steal lloyd from the mortal world to speak to him in the grasslands.

the elements of creation can be drawn from in their energy for lloyd, but the elements of creation were the core four.

LIFE = Lightning, Ice, Fire, Earth

so….

that also makes sense as to when he was dying in mystake’s tea shop that they had to use their elemental powers of creation to revive lloyd or heal him.

now jumping into the theory that will always be my favorite, and the show itself actually jumped into it was elemental powers being felt or drawn from different places depending on the elemental powers, ie nya with veins, zane with his mind, etc etc etc—

lloyd’s power comes from his heart in my opinion.

firstly, life—- energy is what makes the heart beat, you cannot live without that.

mentally, lloyds power has always been his true self, his heart, the way he cares so deeply for people (even if they do not deserve so)

green in spirituality also represents the heart chakra, it is very similar in description.

but as someone so close to his mortality, and who i believe is always aware of such, it makes so much sense.

in s8, when his element is fighting for him as he’s succumbing to his wounds in the fight in krytparium it sparks on his chest,

following this— the elemental master figures that were released in the SOG wave depicted different elements and where they were located differed on the ninja, lloyds was insanely insanely obvious—

overdrawing from his element has caused him great sickness multiple times. we see this with golden power, then we see this with him fainting while using his element against griefbringer in MOTM (something very opposite to his element— death)

the fact that his power kept him alive but also left him for a bit after he almost was on the brink of dying in s8

now with dragons rising and the conduit putting him in a semi coma for several days because of his mortality

he puts his hand on his heart when he approaches the imperium source dragon when saying “this place, i feel weird”

him believing he’d die from conduit power…

it’s justttt…

but that being said there is so much they could discuss about lloyd in show, whether discovering his powers, or seeing the actual scope of what they do

lloyd is very hesitant and he out of anyone never talks about his powers or how they work

but there’s so much there, like what if his elemental power could heal people or bring people back to life (other than himself LOL)

[artsyxbutterfly]

This image gets me cackling everytime I see it LMAOO

But I've sorta been wanting to talk about it.

This is just my opinion y'al, it's fine to disagree (just don't harass me pls 😭)

To me, Cole always has been sorta queer-coded. Like in the very beginning when he wanted his father to accept him for being a ninja and not a dancer was giving such coming out vibes.

And that Cole notoriously is the one ninja never really having a love interest. Sure there was that weird love triangle with Nya in season 3 but I don't think he really likes her tbh. Also; Vania. They were confirmed to only be friends by one of the writers, Doc Wyatt.

But that doesn't necessarily mean ppl cannot ship them. I personally don't bc I'm tired of every time in the show when a girl and a guy first meet they end up getting together (or at least having feelings for one another) and Cole and Vania seemed to have more of a brother- sister dynamic to me if anything :P

Geo and Cole look cute together imo!💜🖤🧡

These ppl on tik tok are probably the same ppl that stopped watching Ninjago bc of the design changes 💀 these ppl are afraid it'll take away from Cole's masculinity or whatever but I don't think it would do anything to his character except give him a boyfriend. He isn't gonna turn into a gay stereotype 😐

Also I find it funny that being alive but gay is just as equally as bad as being dead or being disappeared according to these ppl lmaoooo 😭

Also, this is mainly based on speculation. Nothing official has 100% confirmed Cole is actually gay. Whether he is or not, I'll still love his character!

Sorry for the mini yap sesh, lol. This isn't a post saying you should ship Cole with Geo, this is just my pov and me cackling at these delulu ppl on tik tok 😜

[bitchinbarzal]

the other woman | mat & mama

you’d had the best weekend with the kids and mat. It was nice to get away from being “doc” to just being a mom and wife.

you were on day two, standing at the end of the carpet waiting for mat to finish his interviews while wyatt slept soundly on your shoulder.

he finally made it to you, taking wyatt from you to give your arms a break.

the kids were all on a sugar high, antsy and looking around for the next thing to do. Bailey had run off, not wearing his cochlear so you chased after him, bringing him back to the family giggling.

Your spot now taken by a woman you didn’t recognise. Before you could introduce yourself you heard her say

“Oh she’s gotten so big! I remember when you were just a baby” a tickling a now wide awake Wyatt’s belly.

You frowned “and how do you know Wyatt?” You asked, taking the baby from her dad.

Mat and the woman looked at one another, Mathew considerably nervous looking “We um-“

“Molly used to come to daddy’s house!” Ryder, ever the one to throw dad under the bus. Mathew closed his eyes and sighed.

“Yeah this is Molly.. she’s a reporter for the league we went out once or twice last year” Mathew explains while Molly stands looking uncomfortable.

You smile “Well it was nice to meet you Molly”

“Likewise…” she trails “I’m gonna go” and takes off into the crowd to interview someone else.

You look at Mat who has those puppy dog eyes “Babe…”

“C’mon guys let’s go see the mascot’s! Uncle Jack told me they’re playing musical chairs” you exclaim, plastering on a fake smile to distract the kids from the obvious tension.

Before you could walk very far Mathew grabbed your waist “Hey! Don’t walk away-“

“You slept with her, didn’t you?” You ask, tears lining your eyes.

Mat couldn’t lie, not to you “Yes… we were separated though!”

“So all that shit about wanting to work on our marriage, how I was your only girl… that was all a lie? You just can’t seem to keep your hands off girls at your work”

“Hey, that’s not fair!”

“No Mathew what isn’t fair is you never telling me that! That I was at home worrying about my job, our kids and our marriage while you were out finding them a new mom?!”

He looks hurt “It wasn’t like that! Lets not forget you drafted the divorce papers”

And one last stab at his heart

“And I wish I hadn’t thrown them out now”

[blazeymc]

I wish I had a pic but ig on twitter, Doc Wyatt confirmed that the Teapot of Tyrahn is in the Land of Lost Things?

I want to make a fanfiction based after DRS2P2, when Jay is part of Ras’ team, where Ras finds the Teapot of Tyrahn and frees Nadakhan.

Jay is like “You? I- I don’t think I like you” and Nadakhan is like “You? Oh, I had so much fun with YOU >:)”

And when Jay begins getting his memory back, he realizes, points to Nadakhan, and says “WAIT YOU’RE THE GUY FROM THE DOOMED TIMELINE” and the rest of Ras’ squad is like “sorry what”

Nadakhan starts unveiling his master plan here to finally get back to being a Djinn King for infinite wishes, probably using that bit of Djinn Land from Arrakore, and there’s a reluctant team-up between Ras’ squad and the Ninja to take him down

Once they’re done the Ninja turn to Ras’ guys and just say “btw you guys are under arrest”

[distinctlywhumpthing]

In League – Hold Him Still

Masterlist

Follows this piece. August has a fever and needs to be held down while the doctor cleans his wound. Painful but necessary caretaking. No one handles it well. @alittlewhump beta read.

Theo stopped at the top of the stairs, favouring the left side of the step to avoid the creak. Shadows of the banister spanned the hallway like Roman columns. Stretching onto the ceiling as though they’d been cast by flame, soot left in their wake. It lent an air of grandeur, as though he might find champions or gladiators reclined after a battle instead of a gaggle of misfits, sloshed and lucky if they made it onto a bed. Door open, closed, or ajar served little indication of the state of what lay beyond. 

There wasn’t a room in the house Theo hadn’t stayed in for some length of time over the five years since they’d had it. He was always the one to trade if there were tensions between roommates, happy to give up a room to himself if someone sick or injured needed it, and was usually the first to share with a new addition to help them settle in. Normally, that would have meant August taking the spare bed in the room at the end of the hall with him but nothing about August’s arrival had been normal. 

He started at the room next to his. Hugh would already be awake. The youngest in their ranks was the lightest sleeper and the only one who never drank as a hard and fast rule. 

“Can you come down?” He whispered, glancing over at Jack to make sure he hadn't disturbed him. Unlikely, given the fact that he smelled like a distillery. 

Hugh nodded, brow furrowing but he didn't pause to ask questions.

Finding a second recruit wasn’t as straightforward. Those on the clock would be sober but with posts all over this side of the city, it would take too long to get word to one of them. 

Theo jumped when Hugh appeared at his side, dressed and ready. And looking all too proud at his ability to sneak up on others. 

“Were you at the pub earlier?” Theo asked, keeping his voice low. “Do you know who else—”

“What going on?” Alfred came out of his room, looking irate at being disturbed even though he was fully awake. “His pacing sounds like a drum line. Did the little spy run off with all the notes from the safe?”

“We need another pair of hands to help with something downstairs.” 

“I’ll do it.” 

“We need someone sober.”

“Haven’t had a drop,” Alfred said, crossing his fingers over his heart in mock seriousness. “One of us real grown-ups—no offense, Hughey—” 

Hugh shrugged, more occupied with what exactly he’d been volunteered for. 

“—Had to stay clear-headed with Wyatt gone off the rails.” 

“Don’t I count?” 

“Thought you’d be catching up on sleep after the docks.” 

“Oh…thanks.” Theo couldn’t help but be impressed, though the reason for it was less than ideal.  

“Yeah, I’m likely to be sainted any day now. So, what are we doing?” 

Downstairs, August lay on the dining table, still dead to the world in his fevered state. Doc was setting out all manner of instruments beside him, bright and sharp. Wyatt’s fists tightened with each addition, his percussive footsteps echoing through the room. 

What with the mantle of responsibility he shouldered, Wyatt was never far when someone in the house was hurt. Be it on a job or a foolish mishap, he took pains to stick around for them to get stitched up. A hand on their shoulder, a flask ready at their side. Grim-faced and tense as though he truly shared in their pain. But every time the dining room was transformed into an operating theatre, one would think he’d never seen blood. 

Alfred crossed his arms in the doorway. “You’re not fucking serious. This is what you pulled us out of bed for?”

Wyatt stilled with his back turned. 

“Take it easy,” Theo warned. To one or both, he wasn’t certain. 

Hugh grimaced from behind Alfred, eyes darting to Theo’s.

“Unless this is to pick up where we left off—”

“Where you left off?” Wyatt grated. “If you hadn’t been so heavy-handed, he might not be this bad off.”

“I still think he got off easy.”

“Excuse me?”

As the battle lines were drawn, Hugh ducked through the doorway, seeking neutral ground beside Theo. Or, rather, just slightly behind him.

“We could have gotten a lot more out of him.” 

Wyatt whirled. “Of course it didn’t occur to you to simply ask. That all of the scars—”  He gestured to the boy in question, prone on the table, looking for all the world to be on his deathbed for how frail he was. “Not to mention the fresh wound bigger than his own hand on his side—might be an indication that he would more than happily flip on Keats.”

“I—well—”

Too slow. “Your impulsivity once again leads to unfavourable consequences. This is becoming a pattern.” 

Alfred was still floundering. This was usually the moment— 

“And you?” Alfred countered. “This isn’t the first time you’ve shown yourself more loyal to some stranger.”

—things got worse. 

Theo held up his hands. “All right, Doc’s—”

“Loyalties?” Wyatt took a step forward, rising to the bait and bringing his voice along with him. “You’re speaking to me of loyalties?” 

Alfred held his ground, matching the volume. “You can’t expect us to blindly follow your lead when you’ve been locked in your room with some stray and we don’t know what the fuck’s going on.” 

“I have done more than enough to earn your trust.”

“And not a damn thing to keep it.”

“Unbelievable. Do you refuse to see the consequences of your actions before you? In what way would this fill me with confidence? All this has shown me is that you lack any sense of discernment.”

“Fuck off,” Alfred yelled. “I was doing what any of us would have done. You’re the one hiding something! Ever since the warehouse, you’ve been different. Are you working for Keats? Is that why you came down to ‘rescue’ his man?” 

Wyatt lunged, shoving Alfred against the wall. “Accuse me of treachery one more time.” 

Alfred swallowed, suddenly more selective of his words though he didn’t concede to the threat of Wyatt’s hands so near his throat by raising his own in defence. “You ask us to trust you but you don’t extend that same trust to us,” he spat.   

Theo took a step forward. “Why don’t we—”

“Fuck off your high horse,” Alfred said at the same time Wyatt growled, “Stay out of this.” 

Theo held up his hands, retreating. Hugh grimaced, looking ready to cut and run. This was absolutely going to make matters worse but fine, let them beat the shit out of each other, see if he cared. 

Alfred fists tightened at his sides. “I think—”

“As entertaining as this is,” Doc interrupted, pausing to look at them flatly, demonstrating just how unamused he found it. “Time is of the essence. Can we begin or will we need to find another set of hands?” 

“There is no one else,” Alfred said, still glaring at Wyatt. “The boys were doing forfeits tonight.” 

Wyatt held his ground one beat longer than necessary before releasing him wordlessly and turning his back to check on August. 

Alfred fumed. 

So that’s how it was going to be. 

“Alright, let’s each of you take hold of him,” Doc instructed. Alfred, the strongest holding his hips. Hugh held his ankles. Wyatt and Theo on either shoulder and wrist. 

“Are… are you s-sure this is necessary?” Hugh asked. “He’s o-out c-cold.” 

In truth, it felt ridiculous, taking such positions around the ghost of a boy on the table, but August came to immediately, “No, no, no!” He twisted easily out of Theo’s underestimated grip. 

“Shit!” Theo narrowly avoided getting bitten trying to catch the boy’s shoulder again. 

Hugh and Alfred scrambled to regain a hold as he fought. August would have fallen off the table completely if Wyatt hadn’t caught him by the waist, keeping him still long enough for Alfred to pin his hips again. 

“Steady lads.” Doc had his trousers almost to his knees which had the benefit of restricting his movements some, though he fought all the more for what ground he lost. 

“Please!” He kicked Hugh squarely in the chest when his ankle was released for the underbreeches to be taken all the way off, sending him staggering backwards. 

But as soon as Doc finally pulled away the fabric, he fell still, eerily so. If his breath wasn’t so audibly fast and ragged, Theo would have wanted to check it was there at all. 

One by one, they released him, watching his expression closely but his eyes remained closed, limbs as limp as before they’d started. Doc covered him with a sheet, folding one side to the middle to reveal the wound. 

Alfred hissed in a breath. “That ain’t pretty.”

Theo made sure not to look. 

Wyatt was as white as the aforementioned sheet, which did not bode well. He turned away, putting one hand against the wall and covering his brow. 

“All right, Hughey?” Theo asked. 

He nodded, expression tight. His gaze was stuck on August’s sleeping face, like he was trying to figure out how someone who looked near death could put up such a fight. 

Doc pushed his rolled sleeves up and ran his thumbs under his braces. He met Theo’s gaze and then glanced at Wyatt, eyebrows lifting. “Let’s give him a minute to rest while I step out for a smoke, then we start.” 

Alfred and Hugh all but jumped to follow him. Hugh didn’t even smoke but Theo understood his desire to escape this room. He was itching for a cigarette himself but Wyatt needed him more.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t as restful a moment as prescribed. 

Every few breaths, August would whimper, tossing his head back and forth. “No more. Please, master. Please, no more.”

And each time, Wyatt would soothe, “Hush, lamb,” and place the boy’s limp hands on the bedsheets that covered him. “Nothing like that’s going to happen.” 

No sooner than August recognised himself to be swathed in the sheets, would he fall out of consciousness again. Only to come round once more, moments later and repeat the whole process. 

“August, lad, just rest.” Wyatt swept the hair off August’s forehead and the boy’s face crumpled, a sob escaping his lips. 

“Please, master,” he whimpered.

Wyatt stopped stroking his temple but the younger boy only sobbed anew at the departure, turning his head to chase the touch. 

“For Christ’s sake,” Wyatt breathed, hand hesitating in the space between them. He curled his fingers into a fist but not before Theo saw them tremble. Wyatt’s red-rimmed eyes flicked up to his and then to the door. He sat up straighter, burying his hands in his pockets.

“He’ll not remember,” Theo said, rounding the table and keeping his voice low enough that the others coming down the hall wouldn’t hear. “You’re doing right by him.” 

Silent tears started to fall steadily down August’s cheeks, his brow still creased in distress.

Theo wondered if Wyatt was going to make it through this. He would have suggested he step out for some air they were out of time. 

Doc instructed them back to their positions. “Let’s get this over with, lads.” 

“Pleasepleaseplease—no-no—” August’s eyes flew open as soon as they laid hands on him again but this time they were more prepared. 

The display of force against someone so vulnerable left a bitterness in Theo’s already-sour stomach. His fingers well overlapped the younger boy’s delicate wrist. 

“It’s imperative he remain still,” Doc reminded, raising his voice over August’s protests. “I don’t want to cause any more damage than has already been done.” 

“This gonna hurt?” Alfred asked, looking to Wyatt. 

But Wyatt only had eyes for August. 

He was sobbing, pleading only growing more pitiful. “No more, master. Please, I beg of you, I can’t—no more—” 

“Ready?” Doc asked. 

As ready as they’d ever be, which was to say not in the least. This was considerably worse than any of the times they’d held down a fellow comrade, drunk to his gills, so Doc could dig out a bullet. 

August howled when Doc’s blade met his wound. He thrashed against their hands with renewed vigour, twisting and pulling, desperate to find a point of escape. There was no question he’d have bruises for how hard he fought but Theo began to fear he’d wind up with worse, feeling the bones of his wrist twisting and grinding in his grip. 

“Fuck fuck fuck—” 

“W-why… why hsn’t he p-passed out yet?” Hugh asked, raising his voice to be heard. 

“He’s fighting it,” Doc said without looking up. 

Alfred snorted. “We’re shit out of luck if it’s as hard as he’s fighting us.” 

“Godfuckingdamnit—”

Doc paused to clean the blade and August stilled, breath ragged. He looked into their faces, one by one, as though he were looking for one he recognised. Wyatt took pains to angle his face away, gaze locked on his fingertips, white where he gripped August’s shoulder to keep him immobilised. 

August’s eyes were still glassy when they locked onto Alfred’s. “Please, please,” he begged breathlessly. “I’ll tell you anything. Just make it stop—” He screamed when Doc started again, head falling back onto the table with a thud, arching his spine and trying to twist away. “Nnngh—Make it stop!” 

“Interesting,” Alfred said, again looking to see what rise he could get out of Wyatt. “What have you got?” 

“I’ll not have you turning a medical procedure into an interrogation,” Doc said flatly. 

Alfred wouldn’t drop it. “If he’s willing to share…” 

“Please, anything you want—” August lifted his head again, gaze settling on Theo this time. “I’ll do anything!” 

“I’m sorry,” Theo told him, beginning to feel as though they’d had a hand in the original injury, torturing him so. It was grotesque. 

“I’ll make it good—Ah! Fuckk—nnnnghh—I can show you such a good time—” 

Hugh made a choked sound in his throat, drawing August’s attention.

“Don’t let them do this—” Tears started running down his face, voice straining as he held back sobs. Hugh looked to Wyatt but he wouldn’t look up. “Please, please, I can’t do this again. I can’t—” August’s words grew incoherent, mangled by cries that sounded as though they might tear his very lungs. He pinched his eyes shut, shaking his head back and forth, fingers spreading and clawing at the air with every pass of the blade.

Theo hoped he was reaching his limit, that he might finally lose consciousness, and be saved some suffering. He must ask Wyatt about the chloroform later. 

“The infection is deeper than I thought.” Doc paused again, raising his voice to be heard over August’s sobbing. “It’ll be a bit longer.”

“Please, please, sir.” He’d found Wyatt this time. Had to lift his head and crane it back, bearing his whole throat, to catch his gaze. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed, rushing to speak before Doc started again. “Please. I’m yours, sir. I don’t need it. I know I’m yours, sir. I’ll never run! I promise, sir. I swear. Please—”

August slammed his head against the table when the blade found him again, his expression twisting in pain. When he opened his eyes again, they were even less focused, tears running steadily down his temples but he still looked in Wyatt’s direction. 

Wyatt stared right past him, refusing to engage. 

“You promised,” August cried hoarsely. “You can’t even look at me. You lied. You’re just like him.” Alfred had the gall to force a laugh but even that didn’t get a reaction from Wyatt. August sobbed, squeezing his eyes shut as though he couldn’t bear to look at Wyatt anymore either. 

Theo hoped he might slip into unconsciousness now but he lifted his head, cracking it down on the table.

Wyatt closed his eyes. 

August hit his head against the table again.

And again. And again. 

“You’ll need to put a stop to that,” Doc said without looking up. 

“Stop him how?” Theo asked. “If we let go—”

“Now!”

As soon as Theo let go of his shoulder, August twisted against the hold on his wrist, lifting more of his right side off the table and using the momentum to slam his head even harder against the table. For a moment he was still, seeing stars. 

“Jesus Christ, Theo. That’s definitely worse,” Alfred said. 

“Oh, piss off,” Theo snapped, pinning August’s shoulder again while he was still dazed but it was only seconds before August was beating his head against the table again. “Doc, maybe if you give him a break—”

“I’m nearly finished. Just manage it.” 

“Wyatt, can you give me a hand?” Theo released August’s wrist instead, clapping his free hand over the boy’s forehead but as soon as he did, August reached up to claw his neck and face. 

“Ow! Fuck!” The feral thing managed to draw blood and catch him in the eye. He grabbed August’s wrist again but of course the lad slammed his head into the table again as soon as Theo had let go.

Hugh started shaking his head, eyes flicking between August and Wyatt. 

“Wyatt,” Theo shouted. “Fucking do something! Anything!” 

He was a statue at August’s side. 

“Shit. I think he’s made himself bleed.” Theo leaned over and sure enough, there were splotches on the sheet. “Doc—” 

“For fuck’s sake,” Alfred groaned. “I’ll pin him so you can stop him caving his head in. Hold on—” He hooked his foot around one of the chairs and pulled it up to the table.  

And Theo had thought this couldn’t possibly get worse for August. “You can’t be serious—Hugh, you gotta hang on. We need you with us.” 

Hugh pinched his eyes shut, giving up on any reassurance from Wyatt, his shoulders up to his ears like he wanted to block out the sounds too. 

“Wyatt,” Theo tried one more time. “Please, we need you. Help us.” 

Alfred already had one knee on the table but before he could straddle August’s thighs, Wyatt caught the back of August’s neck. He took hold of the boy’s hand, bringing his arm up across his chest and using it to keep him down. 

“August, look at me. I—” Wyatt cleared his throat. “I’m sorry. I know it hurts but we have no choice.” 

“I—I don’t—I don’t believe you,” he managed to gasp, breath thin and quick now that he’d doubled his pain. 

“I know.” His voice was as hollow as his gaze but August was in no position to notice. 

The lad let his eyes fall closed, tears still streaming down his face. Wyatt held him fast and little more than a few whimpers escaped his lips as Doc finished. 

“The worst part is over,” Doc finally said. “I’ll just—”

Wyatt let go of August and walked out. 

“I—sir—” His eyes swam as he tried to look for Wyatt. 

“Unfuckingbelievable,” Alfred grumbled. 

Hugh looked even more cross than Alfred. 

“Just…hang on—” Theo gingerly released August and, once certain he was staying still, hurried after Wyatt. 

It had just begun snowing outside. A dusting of white covered the messy streets, blurring all of the roughness of the city and leaving a clean slate to glow under the street lights. 

“Wyatt!” Theo called to stop him before he disappeared into the flurry. 

He paused but didn’t turn. 

“You can’t leave, not now. Not after that.” 

Nothing. 

Theo curled his fingers into fists. “Are you so blinded by whatever hold August has on you that you can't see what's going on?” He was yelling but still Wyatt wouldn’t turn. “We’ll be lucky if we see Hugh inside a fortnight and Alfred’s ready to—”

“Go back.” Not a request, a command. 

Theo’s blood boiled. 

Wyatt pulled his collar up and started walking but paused again. “For me,” he added, half turning toward Theo for a moment. 

“This isn’t how we do things,” Theo called back but he was just shouting into the wind. 

Masterlist

@whumpy-writings @deluxewhump @no-whump-on-main @maracujatangerine @painsandconfusion

@wolfeyedwitch @briars7 @gala1981 @redwingedwhump @whumpflash

@poeticagony-blog @annablogsposts @fleur-alise @melancholy-in-the-morning @crystalquartzwhump

@magziemakeswhatever @neverthelass @cakeinthevoid @inkstainsonmyhands12 @hold-him-down was already taken lol

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So how will the ninja defeat the Forbidden Five? They can be killed or imprisoned, but neither of these will put them down forever. It’s possible they’ll just have to destroy the Five and prepare for their eventual comeback, like what happened with the Overlord… But I wouldn’t be surprised if the Dragons Rising writers improve upon how a villain’s cyclical return is “resolved,” just as they improved on Cloud Kingdom’s writing.

And that gets me onto the matter of Jay, because by shattering his soul, the writers have put themselves into a situation where they can heal a person’s soul this way. And if Jay’s soul can be healed, why not others as well?

I think this is how the Forbidden Five will be dealt with permanently; Because the only way you can get them to stop committing evil is to remove that motivation to begin with. The best way to defeat an enemy is to make them your friend; It was the solution for Jay the last time he had to fight a fellow ninja in an elemental tournament, if you think of it.

There could be a flashback to reveal the Five as the Wyldness’ equivalent to the ninja; A plucky group of warriors who defended their realm from evil time and time again. Like the ninja, they sometimes had to pick up a new technique or gimmick to defeat the villains, and so like the ninja they consulted Rontu and Egalt for their teachings.

But things weren’t working out, so the Five devised Shatterspin, just as Garmadon was forced to learn it to save the day. They didn’t realize what it was doing to them, even as Rox mastered Theroxian magic. By that point it was over; It became exponentially easier to justify shattering their souls against the latest threat, until the Five became the ruthless conquerors we see now. We could see their appearances change, with Doc Wyatt alluding to Nokt being “corrupted” and thus not looking as wolf-like.

When the ninja mend Jay’s soul, they’ll realize this is how they’ll stop the Forbidden Five. Maybe Arin and/or Morro have something to do with this; Morro because he himself is proof. Arin because he’s dealt with Ras, who he’ll realize had no soul to shatter, so to speak; He naturally chose to be like this.

With their conscience and original forms restored, the Forbidden Five relinquish their ways. They relinquish Shatterspin and Theroxian magic, not wanting to be corrupted again. From a Doylist perspective, this also means that if the Five were to help the ninja, they wouldn’t be an easy solution to their problems because they’re weaker now; As Doc Wyatt said, the thematic idea was that evil is easier, so the Five will be nerfed following a change of heart. The Boss VS When you unlock him as a Playable Character.

Maybe the Forbidden Five will die after the fact; They’re dying and ready to proclaim their eventual return but then their souls are mended. A moment of clarity and relief because they’ve forgotten how good it feels, and then they realize what must be done; They allow themselves to pass away in peace. This could go hand in hand with Morro doing the same, as well as Morro’s return being a segue into how the Departed Realm situation works now, as well as how the Five ordinarily wouldn’t let themselves stay dead.

[arjengelly]

If Demon Slayer can reincarnate people, then so can we!!! 🥹

When Deku and Kacchan are in their 60s-80s, they run into some familiar faces.

Not everyone is reborn exactly (Touya & Sako didn’t die yet here). Also the reincarnated don’t have any memories of their past lives.

I wasn’t sure on the color scheme of everyone yet. 😅

Jin & Toga are reborn as siblings. Genji and Haruka. Genji can change people’s appearances & make them look identical to other people but if damaged it can melt off like Twice’s clones. Haruka can change people’s blood type depending on her mood.

Yoichi and Kudo are dating. They go by Yoite & Juuzou and are in Kotetsu’s business class.

Bruce works in UA as a very essential maintenance worker/sub. His name is Wayne. He usually tries to avoid Yoite & Juuzou.

Yagi and his mom get a second chance at life. The boy is now called Haji.

Spinner dies in his 60s but is reborn as his youngest grandchild, Iggy. Iggy is part of a rich family b/c of Spinner’s books.

Hana and Tenko are siblings again. Kana is about 7yrs older than Hibiki. Kana is Kotetsu’s girlfriend and can slap things into floating away.

Hibiki is best friends with Iggy and is always texting him or playing online together. The siblings get to go on family trips with the Iguchis.

Shirakumo is reincarnated as the grandson of Moe & Rumi. He’s rivals with Kotetsu b/c both want to be class rep. He spins into a flaming wheel almost reminiscent of Sonic the Hedgehog.

Shinomori, Banjo and En are a family. Shino, Dante and Enzo. Enzo is also in Ko’s class. His dads are Deku fanboys. Enzo and Kana mock Juuzou for being the only Dynamight fan of their group.

Kotetsu is the spitting image of Touya but it’s just the Himura genetics. He’s the son of Geten & Malu (making them old parents and he’s Star & Bumi’s younger brother). He’s initially thought as quirkless until his nephew Ichigo accidentally put him in a life threatening situation. Ko can freeze metal to the point it shatters into small pieces as soft/lightweight as snowflakes. (Ko himself is still oblivious to this).

Magne is reborn as Sato’s granddaughter, Maggie. She has a crush on Ko (he helps out in Nejire’s daycare center when Kana can’t). Maggie can emit a repulsing force that pushes people away certain distances depending on what she eats.

Mr. Compress and Ragdoll had a grandson that kinda looks like him. The kids just refer to him as Sako. He is quiet and stares off into space. His quirk makes things you’re looking for disappear (can be invisible in front of you or in a diff location).

This family is everywhere! The two blondes are Ichigo and Kira. They’re cousins and first years at UA while their uncle Kotetsu and his friends are on their last year there.

Kira’s uncle (Yao Kaminari’s lil bro) is Bumi’s sidekick Doc Hack. Kira interns for them while Ichigo acts as an anti hero at Villains for Hire, an agency run by Giran’s grandson, Bumi’s ex, Wyatt Okuta/Riot. Ichigo does this to mess with his mom (Spitfire/ Bumi). The entire family believes Ichigo to be quirk-less (except Kira who’s in on his secret). Ichigo’s alter-ego is Fennec and his quirk is flame whips.

Sorry for the bits and pieces of a long @$$ story…. I just don’t wanna forget them. 🥲

[50calmadeuce]

Ch. 33: Christmas Day

Warning: Mention of miscarriage. Some chapters have sex.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction using characters from the Top Gun: Maverick world, trademarked by Paramount Pictures Corporation. I do not claim ownership of the characters and the world that I am borrowing.

The story and situation I am creating are a work of my imagination and I do not ascribe them to official story canon. This work is for entertainment only and is not a part of the storyline.

I am not profiting financially from the creation and publication of this story, but I do hope it gives you happy thoughts.

These stories are my own, so please do not take them and use them for yourself without my permission. If you see them somewhere else, please let me know. :)

It was Christmas morning, and you were awakened by the smell of cinnamon, coffee, and the twins' excitement about what they received in their stockings. You smiled as you slowly opened your eyes and adjusted to the dim light in your bedroom. You always looked forward to this time of year when the house was full of the people you loved.

You sighed as your eye caught the bruise around your forearm again, and you felt a gentle kiss on your shoulder.

"It's over, darlin'," you heard Jake's husky morning voice say behind you.

You turned to face Jake, his green eyes filled with concern and love. "I know," you whispered, managing a small smile. "I just need to remind myself sometimes."

Jake kissed your lips gently. "Take all the time you need. I’m here for you, and so is everyone else."

You nodded, feeling a little more at ease. "Thank you, Jake."

He smiled warmly. "Now, how about we get up and see what Santa brought everyone?"

You chuckled, the thought of the twins' excitement bringing a sense of joy. "That sounds perfect."

You both got out of bed, eager to join the rest of the family. It was a tradition for all to go to bed in matching pajamas and wear them all the next day. This years choice was buffalo plaid lounge pants and matching sleep shirts.

The house was buzzing with holiday cheer. As you walked into the kitchen, the delicious scent of cinnamon rolls and fresh coffee grew stronger.

In the living room, the Christmas tree sparkled with lights and ornaments, and the twins were already tearing into their stockings, giggling and chatting excitedly. Chuck and Cindy were in the kitchen, Cindy humming a Christmas tune as she prepared breakfast.

"Good morning, everyone!" you greeted, your voice filled with warmth.

"Merry Christmas!" the twins chorused, running over to show you their treasures.

Jake's mom turned from the stove, smiling brightly. "Merry Christmas! I hope you two slept well."

"We did," Jake replied, wrapping an arm around you. "Smells amazing in here, Mom."

"Thank you, dear. Breakfast will be ready in a bit. Why don't you two grab some coffee and join the kids?"

"Doc, here's your coffee," Chuck said, handing you your cup of decaf.

"Thank you," you replied as you grabbed the cup, taking a sip, savoring the rich flavor and feeling a sense of comfort.

You watched as Jake poured his coffee and then the two of you settled on the couch, the twins climbed onto your laps, chattering excitedly about their stockings. The room was filled with laughter, the twinkling lights reflecting the joy on everyone's faces.

You looked around, feeling a deep sense of gratitude. Despite the challenges of the past, this moment—surrounded by love and happiness—was everything you needed.

Jake squeezed your hand, his eyes meeting yours with a knowing look. "Merry Christmas, darlin'," he said softly.

"Merry Christmas, Jake," you replied, your heart full. "I love you."

"I love you too," he whispered, leaning in to kiss you gently. "Always."

The rest of the morning was spent unwrapping gifts, sharing stories, and enjoying each other's company. You received some cute gifts for the baby's room.

Wyatt grabbed a small box from under the tree. "Uncle Jake," he said as he walked over to him. "This one is for you."

Jake took it. "Thank you." He started to unwrap it, revealing a gold keychain with a circle that said, "Be safe, flyboy. We're home waiting for you." The other side bore your name, and the name "Junior."

Jake looked at you, puzzled. "Darlin', this is gorgeous. I love it, but who's Junior?"

Your hands started to fidget. "I know we haven't talked about names yet, but I was thinking Jake Seresin… Junior, if that's okay with you?" you asked, looking into his green eyes.

Jake's face lit up with a smile. "That's more than okay with me. It's perfect." He leaned in and kissed you, his eyes shining with happiness. He then looked at Wyatt and nodded.

Wyatt nodded back and went under the tree again, pulling out another small box. "Here you go, Aunt Y/N."

You reached out and took it, quickly looking at Jake. "This is from you?"

He smiled, and that answered your question.

Curious and excited, you carefully unwrapped the box, eager to see what Jake had chosen for you.

As you removed the wrapping paper, you revealed a small, elegant jewelry box. You glanced at Jake, who watched you with a twinkle in his eye, his smile broadening.

You opened the box and inside was a duplicate of your previous wedding ring. You looked at Jake.

"I know it's not the same one, but it's better. Look inside."

You took the ring out and looked inside. Inscribed were the words: "My ❤️ always."

Tears welled up in your eyes as you looked at Jake. "It's perfect," you whispered. You were about to slip it on your finger, but Jake gently took it from you and slid it on instead.

Looking into your eyes, he said, "You are my world, Y/N. I was a fool for treating you the way I did for four years. I am the luckiest man in the world to have you as my wife."

You smiled, feeling the warmth of his love wash over you. "And I am the luckiest to have you," you replied, leaning in for a heartfelt kiss.

The kiss was tender and full of love, a promise of a brighter future together. As you pulled away, the room was filled with the sounds of your family cheering and clapping, sharing in your special moment.

Wyatt, wide-eyed with curiosity, asked, "Why is everyone so happy?"

Cindy smiled and gently explained, "Because your Aunt Y/N and Uncle Jake love each other very much, and today is a special day for them."

The twins seemed satisfied with the answer and went back to exploring their new toys, leaving you and Jake to share a quiet moment together.

Jake held your hand, his thumb brushing over the newly placed ring. "Merry Christmas, darlin'."

"Merry Christmas, Jake," you replied, your heart full.

That afternoon, you and Jake walked out to the bunkhouse to thank the ranch hands who had stayed during the holidays.

Jake watched you as you interacted with the people who helped you with your day-to-day life.

Chuck, of course, was also out there, ensuring they had everything they needed. You asked them how things were and if they needed anything, grateful for their hard work and dedication. You loved these people like family and you couldn't ask for a better group of men.

On the way back to the house, holding Jake's hand, he gently pulled you closer, and you rested your hatted head on his shoulder.

"What's wrong, darlin'?" he asked.

You sighed. "Just enjoying this while I can," you responded. "I'm not looking forward to you leaving again."

He kissed the top of your hatted head. "I know," he said softly. "But I'll be back before you know it. And until then, we'll make the most of every moment we have."

You reached the back porch stairs that led to the other door in the mudroom, and gently walked up the stairs, opening the door.

The two of you took off your jackets and shoes, hung them up, and headed to the living room where family was relaxing. The twins were probably downstairs playing.

The doorbell rang, and you headed towards the front door. Opening it, you saw your attorney standing there.

"Mr. Dunby," you greeted.

"Y/N. Merry Christmas."

"Please, come in," you said, stepping aside to let him enter.

Mr. Dunby, a man in his late sixties with white hair and wiry glasses, nodded gratefully. "Thank you."

"I apologize for stopping by on Christmas, but I needed to talk to you, Chuck, and Mr. Seresin, if that's okay?" he explained.

"Of course! Let me go and get them. Make yourself at home," you said warmly.

Mr. Dunby removed his hat, jacket, and shoes before following you into the living room.

"Everyone, this is my attorney, Mr. Orville Dunby," you introduced as you entered the living room.

"Mr. Dunby, would you like some coffee?" Cindy offered kindly.

He smiled. "I would love some."

Cindy walked into the kitchen as you texted Chuck that he was needed. Jake walked up to Mr. Dunby.

"Mr. Dunby, I'm Jake," he said, extending his hand.

"Ah, Lieutenant Seresin! It's so nice to finally meet you," Mr. Dunby replied warmly as he shook Jake's hand.

You joined them. "Chuck is on his way. Please, have a seat."

Mr. Dunby sat in the open accent chair as Cindy brought him his cup of coffee and set it on the side table next to him.

"Again, I apologize for coming over on Christmas, but I read what you sent me. This man is nuts. He's protesting your marriage and claiming you had a full-on relationship with him," Mr. Dunby stated, his tone serious.

"That's absurd," Jake replied, clearly taken aback.

You exchanged a concerned look with Jake. "Yes, it's all baseless accusations. What are our options here?"

Just then, Chuck walked in from the mudroom. "Mr. Dunby," he nodded towards the attorney.

"You'll have to testify to what happened in Wyoming that year," Dunby explained. "You may have to revisit the," he paused before starting again. "The baby and what happened with you and Mr. Seresin."

Jake stepped closer to you, wrapping a protective arm around your waist. "That's fine. We can handle it."

Mr. Dunby nodded, looking at both of you with a mix of concern and determination. "We need to gather all the evidence we can to counter these claims. Any messages, emails, or witnesses who can testify to your relationship and the events in Wyoming will be crucial."

Chuck added, "I can vouch for everything that happened. I was there, and I saw how Dorian treated Y/N."

Jake tightened his grip on your waist, his eyes never leaving yours. "We'll do whatever it takes to make sure the truth comes out."

Dunby took a sip of his coffee before continuing, "I also recommend filing a restraining order against Dorian. This will help protect you and your family while we handle the legal side of things."

You nodded, feeling a mixture of relief and anxiety. "Thank you, Mr. Dunby. We'll start gathering everything right away."

Cindy, who had been quietly listening, spoke up, "We'll all help. This family sticks together."

Jake kissed the top of your head. "We won't let him get away with this. We'll fight back, together."

Mr. Dunby cleared his throat. "He's also claiming your current child is his."

"What?!" you and Jake exclaimed together.

"Can we request a psych eval on him? That's absolutely ludicrous! I got pregnant when…" you paused, realizing everyone was in the room. "Well, that's a story for another time."

Mr. Dunby nodded sympathetically. "We can certainly request a psychological evaluation. This kind of claim, given the circumstances, does raise serious questions about his mental state."

Jake looked furious. "That man has no right to make these accusations. He's delusional."

You took a deep breath, trying to steady your emotions. "We need to make sure he's held accountable for everything he's done. Not just for us, but for our child's safety."

Mr. Dunby nodded. "We'll move forward with requesting the psychological evaluation and gathering all necessary evidence to refute his claims. It's important to stay strong and united through this process."

Chuck spoke up, "We'll all do whatever it takes to protect Y/N and the baby."

Mr. Dunby stood up, gathering his papers. "I'll get started on the necessary paperwork. As far as I know he was unable to make his bond, so he's still in the jail in Wyoming." He paused. "Stay strong, and keep each other close. We'll get through this." He looked at you and Cindy. "Thank you for the coffee."

You smiled. "No problem. I'll walk you to the front door."

You stepped away from Jake and followed Mr. Dunby to the front door.

"Orville. Jake will be leaving for deployment in the next week. How is that going to affect the case?"

He sighed. "I don't really know, Y/N. When you first met Jake, you knew he had just finished at the Naval Academy, right?"

You nodded. "Yeah. He then left for training in Florida, and a few months after that, he was back home in Texas. I found out I was pregnant with the baby when he was stationed in Florida."

Dunby reached out and gently touched your shoulder. "I'm so sorry you have to go through all of this again, especially now that you and Mr. Seresin have just figured everything out and have a new baby on the way."

You took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the situation. "Thank you, Mr. Dunby. We'll get through this."

He nodded. "We will." He sat on the foyer bench to put on his shoes. "Well, I apologize for being the bearer of bad news on Christmas." He stood up and put on his coat.

You smiled. "It's okay. At least Max and Jake were able to find me to be home for Christmas."

"Good point," he said as he opened the front door. "Have a good rest of the day, Y/N."

"You too," you said as he went out the door and you closed it behind him.

You didn't hear Jake walk up from behind. "Y/N, you okay?"

You turned around. "Yeah. Just wasn't expecting this on Christmas."

He walked over and wrapped his arms around you, kissing you on the forehead. "We'll get through this."

You leaned into his embrace, finding comfort in his presence. "I know. Thank you for being here."

"Always," he said softly. "Now, let's go join the family and try to enjoy the rest of the day."

You nodded, taking a deep breath, and together, you headed back to the living room where your loved ones were waiting.

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[rainofthetwilight]

LEVI I WANNA GIVE YOU TRAMUA ABOUT ARIN

So, we all know that Arin is struggling to improve his spinjitzu and he feels useless and just wants his parents back.

…He feels jealous. And we know that he doesn’t have an elemental power according to Doc Wyatt.

And he will *probably* fight Sora if he finds out that Sora “helped” his Object Spinjitzu.

What I see from Arin is that he is slowly getting traumatized..

And I have multiple questions from where Arin’s arc is going.

My biggest question is, is the ninja holding Arin him back or his parents holding him back? I think it both.

Not to mention that there is so much foreshadowing to Arin’s arc.

And why do I imagine Arin is just trapped in like, a cage full of insecurities, or trauma? And I can imagine that he can’t get out of that cage.

Ras said that Arin is not improving since the first time they met, Egalt said that Arin is useless, Sora is improving and might be able to learn spinjitzu, and most importantly, Lloyd’s and Arin’s relationship is slowly falling apart like Wu and Morro.

My poor Arin is just having one HECK of a trauma here. And I swear to the Fsm if the writers gives Arin has even more trauma in season 2 part 2 than part 1 I will throw a chair.

But who knows…? Someone said that it was a cannon event that every sunshine character has an angst arc.

Sorry for making you insane, Levi I just wanted to share this idea with you just for fun.

And also, do you think that Arin is going through 5 stages of grief or..? Idk, I wanted to ask you and tell me what’s your thoughts on this.

AHDHAJDBJAJDJAJSNANA YEAH I'M. I'M NOT OKAY RN 👍👍👍

also absolutely do NOT apologize for making me insane I am literally loving these asks so much bro SHDJAJDJW 😭 I love analysing silly lil lego characters w/ you all <333

the thing about the foreshadowing is that it actually feels very intentional, like obv I know foreshadowing is pretty much always intentional but like..you get what I mean?

they are constantly reminding us how much of a great person arin is, in s1 especially. he's a good friend, he's kind, he trusts people quickly, always has that hope in him and so much more. something is definitely going to happen, even if the whole sora helping him thing didn't happen, he is going to be put through the wringer whether if he actually gets an evil arc or not

plus, he already is traumatized. loosing your parents and neighborhood all in one day while navigating an entire new world with so many new places and people on your own (at first) , while only being atleast 10 years old, is pretty traumatizing all in itself. but even after all of these years, he still had hope, he still had hope that his parents and heros could come back. and guess what? his heros did come back, and what did he exactly say again?

''if I loose hope the ninja could come back, then I loose hope that my parents could come back."

even after the ninja came back, his parents didn't. all these years he relied on his hope for the ninja to come back to bring his parents back aswell, but their whereabouts are still unknown. add that to the extreme pressure of saving the world from ending and the amount of self doubt he has, that's when the shell of his hope finally began to crack

in s1, the return of the ninja gave him even more hope than he had before. he was still excited and animated, and finally got his dreams to come true (becoming a ninja). the thought of his parents holding him back didn't plague him as much as now, because that hope in him was still there and it only grew stronger each adventure. but now, even after a long while since the ninja had came back, his parents were nowhere to be found. and that just hurts

dude the insecurities part AGHDJS...the weight of being a ninja was finally becoming heavy on his shoulder and that only added to his frustration and anger of not being good enough. he sees his friends around him improve, and be useful in a way, unlike how he had failed time and time again without achieving results. and with egalt calling him useless and ras constantly reminding him how he still hadn't improved, and he feels jealous even tho he doesn't want to, and it just made everything worse.

I'm also thinking abt how sora accidently reminded him of how he didn't imporve aswell, by saying "your spinjitzu is just as good as when I met you!". and even though she meant it in absolute good faith, that's just it to arin. that's it, he was still in the same level he was the first time, he didn't improve. and with how he got angry at her when she was only trying to cheer him up after what happened, I can't even imagine what would happen if the news of that spinjitzu throw help thing comes out

ALSO. ARIN GOING THROUGH THE FIVE STAGES OF GRIEF. DUDE NOW THAT I THINK ABT IT..

anon had also sent an ask abt this too!!!

so like, now that I actually think abt it, what if that hope was actually just a cover of his denial? the five stages as we all know are denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance in that order. so like...what if that hope wasn't really hope, but instead a disguise for denial?

whenever the topic of his parents came up, especially in s1, he kept denying the fact they wouldn't come back. same with the ninja, he still believed they were out there

and now in s2, we see his self doubt and his trauma catch onto him. we saw how angry he was at himself, even to the point of shoving lloyd away when trying to comfort him and almost snapping at sora when she was trying to do the same. we don't see much of that 'hope' like in s1 anymore. it's much more..sadder, more angrier even

and with all this, he's most definitely going through them, now on the second stage. first in denial of his parents and the ninja not returning, and now anger at himself and the world for hating him like this

when I tell you I am so so excited to see what they do with arin's arc w/ all of this going on for his character I am not lying bro, I'm so insane AHDJSKDJJW 😭👍

[notsosmug87]

This fucking guyyyyy

THIS GUYYYYYYY😀

“THE VISION IS IMPORTANT, IT IS A LONG GAME.”

THIS GUYYYYY MANNNNNN

[seoll3miwrites]

Doing Time | Criminal Minds S.R

Chapter 6. Vegas

Spencer and Hana should probably talk about the other night, if only their wan't so important and distracting. Or maybe they're just coming up with excuses. Chapter Title: Vegas by Doja Cat

Spencer and Hana hadn’t spoken about the drunken kiss they’d shared only a few weeks ago. It had only been a three days after that night they’d been sent out on another case in , but once they’d gotten back to DC neither knew how broach the subject. Even now as they sat next to each other on the jet heading to Las Vegas, New Mexico, they both struggled to start a conversation about that night; so they didn’t.

“I wish it was the fun Las Vegas.” Hana complained as she ate the salad Sasha had made her that morning. 

“Did you know I’m from Vegas?” 

“Really?” She turned to him, perking up in interest, “Does this mean I should bring you with the next time I head to the casinos?”

“I would sat yes but I’m actually banned from majority of the casinos in Vegas.” He informed her nonchalantly. 

“Holy shit!” She exclaimed in surprise, “I was wrong you got a little bad side to you, Doctor.”

He laughed at her, which encouraged Hana to laugh as well. Out of habit she hit him slightly on the arm as she continued to laugh, before catching her breath. The pair were soon joined by the rest of the team in order to get a general profile before they land.

“Is there even anything interesting about this Las Vegas?” Hana questioned to start the discussion, which Spencer was happy to contribute.

“In the late 19th century, it was a booming railroad hub with a reputation for lawlessness, and apparently, outlaws are a part of the town's genetics. Billy the Kid lived there, and Doc Holliday himself had a saloon there before going to meet Wyatt Earp in Tombstone.”

“The more things change, the more things stay the same.” Rossi chimed in, looking through the case file.

“All the victims in both instances were teenagers, except for Jose Rivera.”

“A younger staff, that's pretty typical for a night shift.” Morgan chimed in, to add extra information.

 “The unsubs might have considered that. It would be easier to subdue a group of kids.”

Tara leaned forward slightly so she could contribute, “Almost an identical M.O. Copycat or no, why go back to this town and do this again?

“They could be sending some kind of message to announce their return.” Spencer suggested, followed by Rossi’s other idea.

“Or it just might be criminal ego. They got away with it the first time. Why not do it again?”

“Could also be about reliving it, if it is the same unsubs they might be wanting to relive the ‘glory days’.” Hana noted although she didn’t consider killing teenagers and arson as something someone should see as their ‘glory days’

“With unsubs this violent, how do you just disappear and go dormant for 6 years?” Morgan questioned, continuing to build the profile.

Hotch turned towards Morgan before speaking, “They may have been in prison. That would explain the criminal experience.”

“Crime U., best education taxpayer money can buy.” Rossi uttered making Hana smirk slightly, yet she hid it behind her hand at the glance she received from Hotch.

“When we land, I'll have Garcia compile a list of recently released convicts in the area. Morgan, you and Reid go with Federov to the coroner when we land. Lewis, you're with Dave and me at the local PD.” 

With that the team waited until they landed until they wait their separate ways. Hana followed Spencer and Morgan to one of the 3 cars waiting for them before heading off to the coroner. The arrived only a few minutes later, exiting the vehicle the trio made the way towards the building. The wind was slightly strong and kept blowing Hana’s hair into her face. She gather her hair and went to tie it into a pony tail only to realise that she didn’t have a hair tie on either wrist. Sighing heavily, she released her hair, allowing to flow in the wind. 

As they continued walking, Hana felt a tap on her shoulder and turned to face Spencer to her right. He handed her something before continuing towards the building. She looked down to see that he had handed her a small black hair tie. Smiling slightly, she pulled her hair backup and tied into a messy ponytail.

“Thanks!” She called over to Spencer, who turned and smiled in reply.

Once they entered the building the met with the coroner who led them through to the morgue where the three victims laid on separate metal autopsy table. Hana felt a strange feeling as looked at the victims, this was the first time she’d seen someone younger than her. They had so much life left in them, so much potential. She wanted to catch these assholes. Or maybe just kill them. 

Spencer leaned in to assess the victims, “Several antemortem wounds, facial lacerations, fractured jaw, a fractured skull.”

“Yeah, it was a brutal beating. All 3 of them had broken ribs, too.” The coroner responded as he read from his autopsy report.

“And ligature marks.” The doctor noted as he continued look over the bodies.

The coroner nodded before continuing, “Looks like the boys were bound with their own belts and electrical wires. I found leather and melted plastic in their clothes.”  He spoke as he lead them towards the female victim, “Renee Acosta was different. There's evidence of sexual assault.”

“Any recoverable DNA?”, Morgan asked.

“None. Whatever wasn't destroyed by the fire got washed away by the sprinklers. But she was recovered without clothes on. And based on the cotton and nylon fibres I found around her wrists, I think they restrained her with her own underwear.”

Spencer looked up from the female victim, “That's precisely what happened to the female victim 6 years ago.”

“Those details weren't released to the press. These aren't copycats. These are the same guys.” Morgan noted in reply.

Hana looked between the two other agents before speaking, “The question still stands, I mean why come back now?”

As it turns out only one of the unsubs was the original perpetrators from 6 years ago. Duke Mason had returned due his old flame, who most likely gave birth to his son before he was imprisoned all those years ago. Garcia, the wonder that she is, was able to find Tammy Vasquez’ address, and now Hana was sat next to Morgan as the team drove their way over there.

When they arrived Chief Montoya reached the house first and made his way to the door to knock, everyone else gathered behind him. 

“Ms. Vasquez! Police! Hello? Anybody home?” He called multiple times with seemingly no answer, “Nobody here.”

They turned to leave before Morgan heard a muffled cry in the distance, causing him to pause, “Wait a minute. You hear that?”, He moved towards the door before knocking, “FBI! Anybody here?”

Hana moved closer to the door and heard more sobbing coming from the house, she nodded at Morgan to show she heard it too. “There's somebody in there.”

The officers went around the back as Morgan kicked open the door. Moving through the house, Hana made her way through following closely behind Morgan. Turning a corner the pair found an older woman tied up with duct tape across her mouth.

“Guys.” Morgan called as he made his way to the woman tied up, “It's ok. It's ok, I got you. I got you. Are you hurt?”

“No. I'm fine. He took them. He took them both.” 

“We need to issue an Amber alert.” Rossi stated a turned around back outside the house. Hana stayed for moment longer making sure the other woman was okay, before following her team outside.

She walked towards Morgan and Rossi who were speaking to each other. While she didn’t catch the beginning of the conversation she heard Rossi’s question to Morgan. “What happened to Turner?”

“I bet it got pretty ugly when they split up.” Morgan suggested, car pulled up the scene and Spencer step out running slightly towards them.

“Hotch is out coordinating roadblocks and canvassing the area, but so far nothing.” Spencer spoke, giving them an update.

“Why switch directions are risk coming all the way back here?”

Rossi shrugged slightly before answering, “He's strung out and believes that boy Cole is his son. He's capable of anything.”

“We should extend the Amber alert.” Spencer suggested to which the team all nodded in a agreement.

Chief Montoya shouted as he made his way over to the team, “Agents! Tammy Vasquez' pickup truck was spotted heading south on Route 34.”

“Is that far from here?”

“About 10 miles or so. State police have major roadways on the other end blocked off so he can't get out, but it cuts through the Santa Fe National Forest. If he knows what he's doing, he can hole up out there for weeks.”

“Where would he go to access fresh water?”

“There's an old abandoned campground. It doesn't get used much. Sometimes the kids go up there to drink.”

“He'd want to go someplace familiar.” Rossi observed

“That’s probably where he took them.” Hana stated as Spencer turned to her, a strange expression on his face.

“Agents, if you don't mind me making a suggestion,” Montoya spoke as he lifted a map for everyone to see, “I know that place like the back of my hand.”

Hana stood next to Rossi as her and the team listened as he pointed to the map at a certain point where they could move if they wanted to catch Mason by surprise. After the plan was set up, they separated into small groups and headed towards the campsite. 

When they arrived Hana noticed the car park up, and two figures that appeared to be arguing, she turned to Rossi who nodded to indicate it was time to intervene. Signalling to the other groups who moved in to the figures.

Noticing the guns each of them was holding, Morgan stood out slightly to announce their presence, “FBI, drop the weapon!”

In response, Hana heard the one with the long hair shout something before the pair began to fire at the police and agents in the trees. In the firefight they were able to take the long haired with one sniper shot, but Mason stayed up longer. 

Hana step out for one moment in attempt to get mother shot in, when she felt red hot pain exploded in her right side. She moved back behind the tree and put her hand against the pain source; only to find her hand coated in blood. The asshole had managed to get a shot clean through her shoulder. 

“Shit!” She cursed as she put her back on the wound, “You motherfucker!”

“Language!” She heard the Rossi shout over from his position. 

“With all due respect sir,” she replied, “I’ve been fucking shot!”

While she was shouting back she noticed the firefight had finally ended and saw Mason lying on the ground. The lack of bullets firing allowed Rossi to make his over to where she was now sitting against the tree.

“Don’t worry it was clean shot, I’ll just need stitches.” She reassured as her unit chief looked at her shoulder in concern. 

“Someone should still take a look at it before we leave.” He ordered as he grabbed her uninjured left arm to help her up. 

She smiled wryly at him, the pain still making her dizzy. “Careful, Sir someone might think you like me.” 

Rossi laughed slightly before replying, “Oh we wouldn’t want that.”

After Hana was patched, she joined her team at the funeral of the victims, dressed in black sat between Spencer and Tara on a wooden church pew. That strange feeling that she felt when she saw the bodies had came back, causing her to clench the skirt of the simple black dress she was wearing. As she listened to the singer, and watching the parents say their last goodbyes; she realised it was sorrow. She’d felt sorrow before, but this was the first time she had mourned not only for these young victims but also for the lives they could’ve lived. 

So, around some of the few people that she trusted, she allowed one tear to fall. Noticing the need for comfort she felt Tara reach out and grasp Hana's hand gently, to which she squeezed it in thanks. At least this time she felt sorrow; she wasn’t alone.

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November 2024 Programming Highlights

Friday, Nov. 1 Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Junior and Disney Channel Pupstruction “Petsgiving at PawPaw’s/Chilly Dogs” (2-15) (7:30-8:00 a.m. EDT on Disney Junior/8:00-8:30 a.m. EDT on Disney Channel) “Petsgiving at PawPaw’s” – When PawPaw hosts a Petsgiving feast at his farm, he needs the Pups to help harvest more veggies. *Craig T. Nelson (“The Incredibles”) guest stars as PawPaw.

“Chilly Dogs” – Pupstruction lends a paw when a truck slides onto a frozen pond. TV-Y

Friday, Nov. 8 Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Junior and Disney Channel Disney Jr.’s Ariel “The Lost Dogfish/Swim Scouts” (1-18) (9:00-9:30 a.m. EST on Disney Junior/10:00-10:30 a.m. EST on Disney Channel) “The Lost Dogfish” – Ariel really wants to keep a lost dogfish that she finds.

“Swim Scouts” – A visiting mer-boy joins Ariel and friends on a Swim Scouts field trip. *TV personality and science communicator Danni Washington guest stars as marine biologist Tantie Chantale. TV-Y

Saturday, Nov. 9 Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney XD ZOMBIES: The Re-Animated Series “Waved and Confused/Abandon Zip” (1-18) (11:00-11:30 a.m. EST) “Waved and Confused” – Zed gets tutored by a Debate Bot. Addison and Willa debate the importance of waving.

“Abandon Zip” – When a dangerous sinkhole forms in the hallway, Zed and Addison build a zipline to zip over it. TV-G

Friday, Nov. 15 Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Junior and Disney Channel Marvel’s Spidey and his Amazing Friends “Moon Girl and the Dino Dilemma/Hulk’s Squirrley Switch” (3-26) (7:30-8:00 a.m. EST on Disney Junior/8:30-9:00 a.m. EST on Disney Channel) “Moon Girl and the Dino Dilemma” – The Spideys team up with Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur to stop Green Goblin’s dino-mech.

“Hulk’s Squirrley Switch” – When Doc Ock swaps Hulk into the body of a squirrel, hero Squirrel Girl helps save him. TV-Y

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Junior and Disney Channel Kindergarten: The Musical “Meet Me in Santo Domingo/Some Enchanted Second Grader” (1-18) (8:00-8:30 a.m. EST on Disney Junior/11:00-11:30 a.m. EST on Disney Channel) “Meet Me in Santo Domingo” – Berti is excited to visit her aunt in Santo Domingo until she learns she’ll miss Fun Friday.

“Some Enchanted Second Grader” – Kat copies every single thing second grader Carly says and does. TV-Y

Saturday, Nov. 16 Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney XD ZOMBIES: The Re-Animated Series “Crazy, Stupid, Crush/Ready Player Wynter” (1-19) (11:00-11:30 a.m. EST) “Crazy, Stupid, Crush” – Eliza and Wyatt both want to ask the other to the school dance, but mishaps keep getting in their way.

“Ready Player Wynter” – Feeling pressured to plan her future, Wynter uses VR to find her dream job. TV-G

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney XD Big City Greens “Turkey Trouble/Hard Bargain” (4-11) (8:00-8:30 p.m. EST) “Turkey Trouble” – Bill begrudgingly joins Cricket to cover up a (turkey) crime on Thanksgiving.

“Hard Bargain” – The Greens get into crazy hijinks in a Smalton antique shop. TV-Y7 

Friday, Nov. 22 Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Junior and Disney Channel Kindergarten: The Musical “Do You Hear the Students Sing?/Hello, Dino Dolly!” (1-14) (8:00-8:30 a.m. EST on Disney Junior/11:00-11:30 a.m. EST on Disney Channel) “Do You Hear the Students Sing?” – The kindergarteners write a song and sing it for the whole school.

“Hello, Dino Dolly!” – Tej brings his favorite dinosaur toy to school but doesn’t want his friends to play with it. TV-Y

Saturday, Nov. 23 Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney XD ZOMBIES: The Re-Animated Series “I Wanna Dance with SomeZombie” (1-20) (11:00-11:30 a.m. EST) Addison uses advanced alien powers that she’s not ready for yet and inadvertently causes destruction at the big school dance. TV-G

Friday, Nov. 29 Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Junior and Disney Channel Kindergarten: The Musical “Squish in Boots/Take Me or Leaf Me” (1-13) (8:00-8:30 a.m. EST on Disney Junior/9:00-9:30 a.m. EST on Disney Channel) “Squish in Boots” – Radish is afraid to tell Jamil his Boot-brella invention doesn’t work.

“Take Me or Leaf Me” – All of the kids are trading fruit erasers, but Radish wants them to play with his leaf collection. TV-Y

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Junior and Disney Channel Disney Jr.’s Ariel “Daddy Daughter Adventure Day/Rainbow Sea Caves” (1-19) (9:00-9:30 a.m. EST on Disney Junior/9:30-10:00 a.m. EST on Disney Channel) “Daddy Daughter Adventure Day” – Ariel and Triton spend Daddy Daughter Adventure Day together.

“Rainbow Sea Caves” – Ariel and her friends explore the Rainbow Sea Caves. TV-Y

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Doc Holliday X F/Reader

Im Back…AGAIN

Warnings-None(I don’t think)

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Y/Ns Pov

It was a Nice Morning In Tombstone,Hot like usual, Doc Was sitting outside leaned back with his feet Propped up on a chair at the Barber, I walked over to him “Morning” I said as I sat next to him “Morning Darlin’” he said with his eyes closed looking very Relaxed.

I leaned back into my chair and watched the people walk up and down the street, I seen in the Distance Wyatt, Virgil and Morgan, as they were walking,Ringo,One of the cowboys, Came out of the saloon looking very drunk and looking to start trouble, “Well what do we have here…” he said with a slight Slur “What do want Ringo?” Virgil said Putting his hand on his Revolver “I want your blood, and i want your souls and i want them both right now” He said slightly Stumbling over, I stood up and leaned against the railing watching them, After the O.K Corral shoot out things were not going well between the Earp’s and the Cowboys, I looked over at Doc he was still leaning back, now he had pulled his hat down over his face, i guess to keep the sun out of his eyes, “Oh Look who we have over here~” I looked over to realize Ringo was talking to me “Leave her out of this…” Wyatt said stepping forward, Ringo just smiled “Now see, with out your lover here…You ain’t nothing without him…” I just stayed quiet, I seen in the corner of my eye Doc had put his hand over his Gun…He’s listening… “You know…Why are you with him anyways?” he asked me with slurred words “Why are you with a Lunger? Ya know he is gonna die soon…” He said with a Smirk… “Ya know its sad how he isn’t here to protect you…” He said with a smirk

“Just leave her Alone Ringo…” Wyatt said Getting Ringo attentions, As Ringo was looking at Wyatt Doc Stood up and Put his Gun behind his back, He Whistled getting Ringo’s Attention, Ringo’s eyes Widened when he seen him “Ive been here the whole time…” Doc said stepping down “Go to hell…Ill put ya out of your Misery-“ “Say when” Then Curly bill and A few other cowboys came out of the Saloon, As soon as Ringo went to for Doc he got pulled back by the cowboys “Don’t mind him he’s just drunk thats all!” Curly bill said while laughing.

“gentlemen” Doc tipped his hat at the Earp’s and Walked back over to the Barber, I stood there leaning against the railing, He came up to me wrapping his arm around my waist “You Okay Darlin’?” “yeah…Im fine…” “Its okay…Im here to protect you…Don’t listen to anything he says to you…” He says with a slight smile “I wont…Thanks” I said as I leaned up and kisses his cheek.

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A/N- This is a Short story…Its Currently 2:45 Where i am so its not the best i know, Sorry i dont ever post on here <3

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911 Lonestar 5x02 Spoilers

Mama & I giggled at the dance scene

When Tommy when grab the other donuts I went “oooh” about to say “is she pregnant?” and my mom went “she’s preggers!”

Also how sweet for Carlos to bring his hubby & fam donuts 🥺

Then when Wyatt went to Owen she’s like “I’m here to talk about my daddy!”

And then after Owen turned Wyatt down Ma was like “I was not expecting him to do that” and honestly same

Then with the Harmonica girl she goes “yikes” and then when the friend said they didn’t have insurance my mom was like “then why are you doing stupid things?” Which is ironic considering how many stupid things her own child (me) has done that needed a doc (blame it on the add baby)

Then when she got mad about the tiktok trend we were like ???

Also we were excited to see Lucy’s actress (911) on a commercial for a new show

Mom laughed about Mateo’s Thanos joke which kind of surprised me, I wasn’t sure if she remembered much about any of the superhero movies I drag her too lol

And I thought Nancy’s “I always thought you were out of his league” was perfect- love TNT, always in each others corners

Mom went “what?!” about Cassandra getting to vet Tommy but I was with TK, that makes sense she’d want to vet Melody’s stepmom until she said that Cassandra wanted to vet Evie & Izzy too! They’re little girls what kind of power trip is this lady on?!

Mom: “So much for that!”

Me: “That’s what you get for trying to take the easy way out!”

Still so sad about Grace 😭

Then he called Wyatt

When Judd was like “you did what?” I immediately went like “sir you did the same thing!” And then he was immediately chill and I was like okay okay

We both screamed a little when the train hit the car

Love Paul being able to recognize what kind of sandwich it was

Then when Owen said we found your missing motorist she in a low voice goes “he’s under a train”

I awwwed at Nancy and Mateo

Dude my chest was beating so fast for Mateo but him using the unicorn was so smart

Both of us went uh oh when Franklin passed out

“I’m not a surgeon”

“No but you’re the second best thing- the person next to him” is a hard line ngl

When Tommy started walking him through she was like “I’d be like tap out! Time to tap out!”

Go Mateo Go!

Him chasing after to give him the unicorn 🥺

Since Owen is incident leader does that mean all of the 126 gets to boss around other firehouses on his behalf? Or just Marjan and Paul cuz they’re going for the lieutenant position they get to?

What about the dude on the train?!?!

Holy moly the promo for the next episode

I was like !!! No!! at TNT being trapped, especially with Tommy calling Wyatt telling him to tell Judd to take care of her girls

Then I was like lI don’t know why I’m so aah they’re not gonna die it’s episode three” and my mom sighed at me and I was like “what? Am I wrong?” She just rolled her eyes at me lol

Anyways I can’t wait for the angst of next week with Carlos & Owen worrying about TK (will Carlos think about lost time?) + Trevor & the girls being worried about Tommy (Trevor praying that if Tommy comes back safe he’ll do whatever he needs to, to get Cassandra off getting Evie & Izzy?) Mateo high of his rescue crashing down (Nancy was just with him congratulating him and now he might lose her?)

Anyways I’m so psyched for next weeks episode