#don't tell me they kept him prisoner in there because he kept making everyone's life worse

[legalandnotease]

Imagine if a person with PTSD had a bad dream and as a result of that dream, built up a cache of weapons. Then kept messing with one of the weapons that happened to be highly explosive. The weapon expoded, and the explosion destroyed his entire apartment block, killing everyone in it.

Guess what? He's still gonna be held responsible for what he did! PTSD is not a "get out of jail free" card.

Imagine if a person who ran a company which produced highly dangerous products was taking drugs, and as a result that they let health and safety standards slip. This results in major accident happened in their company which killed people.

Guess what? He's still gonna be held responsible, because taking drugs is not a get-out-of jail free card. In fact, a person in a position of responisibility knowingly taking drugs is going to be held more responsible because they knew those drugs could impact their capacity to make rational descisions, and still chose to take them.

If a person went out and killed a ton of people to "protect their family", they are still a mass murderer. If a person joined a terrorist organization to "stop their loved ones dying" they still joined a terrorist organization.

Tony's "good intentions" are an excuse. Thanos said he was trying to prevent the next masss extinction event. HYDRA said they were bringing peace and freedom to the world. If a person does something bad which causes mass death with good intentions, it does not make what they did good.

And no, Tony wasn't groomed. Iron Man 1 makes it very clear TOny knew what his father did, he was proud of it. He explicity cited his father's words to justify weapons manufacturing. "My father said the man with the biggest stick wins the fight"

Tony is 38 in Iron man

38

He is not a little child who had no idea what he was doing. He's a genius who is more than smart enough to know what missiles and bombs do.

He is a grown-ass adult who is more than capable of running a company.

Just because Tony died doing the first decent thing he ever did in his life, it does not exonerate him of all the damage and death that he caused before. It does not erase his support of fascists and authoritarian war criminals. it does not exonerate him of building weapon after weapon which repeatedly killed innocents. EDITH, the Iron Legion, Ultron.

It always amuses me how Tony fans try to use "trauma" as an excuse for Tony's actions when every single member of the Avengers team have PTSD, as do various other characters in the MCU. Yet not of them act like fuckwits and build WMDs every time they have a flashback. Bucky has PTSD: but if Bucky fans used PTSD as an excuse for everything he did, imagine the screeching.

But isn't it funny.... Bucky was a literal Prisoner of War, forced against his will and with his mind literally scrambled beyond recognition to kill Tony's parents. Literally captured, tortured and hypnotized into it. (The very things they use to excuse Tony's weapons manufacturing....)

Yet Tony fans still say that he was "100% responsible" and "his body did it" and therefore he deserves to die. (Tony's body built Ultron so I guess he's responsible too, by the same standards....)?

They don't blame the HYDRA handlers who planned the operation. They don't blame the person who told them about Stark's serum (which may well have been Stane) They blame the weapon who had no control, agency or capacity to make a choice being used by others for their ends.

They then have the audacity to tell you Tony was justified in trying to murder the man who he *knew* wasn't in control because he had hurt feelsies. (and of course Bucky is not deserving of redemption or a second chance because "he killed people"- as though Natasha, Clint and Tony didn't). All the while demanding that you forgive and forget Tony's destructive actions on the grounds that he "was trying to protect people" when he crushed women and children to death.

The selfsame Tony fans will then look you in the eye and tell you that because Tony had trauma and good intentions he is not to blame for doing things which caused millions of deaths. Even though he had a choice, agency and free will all the way.

Tony fans do not even have the self-awareness to comprehend their own double standards and hypocrisy/. All because they cannot bear the thought of Tony Sftark having flaws and being held responsible for the shit he did.

everyone always focuses on Sokovia and Ultron and Tony's involvement but no one ever thinks about how Bruce was also involved completely because they're both scientists. no one thinks about Wanda purposefully going in and digging in Tony's head, amplifying his PTSD and putting visions of all his friends dead in his head with the intent of making Tony create Ultron

Everyone always focuses on blaming Tony for the bomb that killed Wanda's parents but no one thinks about Tony being so shit faced he couldn't see straight at that time bec he was so deep in self-medicating his trauma that he could not even run his company and that it was Obidiah Stane that was the one in charge of the company and illegally selling the weapons that killed her parents

Everyone focuses on Tony selling weapons in the first movie but no one thinks about how it was Howard Starks company and that Tony was groomed from birth to run it and that he had tried multiple times to make something else of the company but was constantly shut down with guilt tripping until he was kidnapped and he forced the manufacturing to end

Everyone focuses on Tony being "conceited" and "arrogant" and not "caring about anyone but himself" but no one thinks about how every single action he makes in his movies are about protecting the people he loves and cares for. His biggest fear is his friends- not himself- dying. he goes into every battle he's in fully prepared to die and does make the sacrifice play many many times

everyone always focuses on what Tony did wrong, but no one thinks about how much he has grown and how he spends every single waking moment trying to be a better and better man who cares so deeply about everyone and is trying to protect everyone the only way he knows how- and that is with the brain and intellect that had been the only thing about Tony that was ever praised about

[akanemnon]

It could get worse and it DID get worse

FIRST - PREVIOUS - NEXT

MASTERPOST (for the full series / FAQ / reference sheets)

[red5tars]

We should talk more about naga gaz and scientist reader who thinks her cover is good as fuck because she’s managed to get reallyyy close to his nest but nu uh. Gaz knows and he’s highly entertained watching his darling mate slowly make her way willingly into his nest and arms 🙂‍↕️

-noona 💕💕

why yes beloved noona, we should talk more about him!

just like, imagine working at some sort of research center, specializing in the study of hybrids. while some might call them monstrosities, you and your team see them as the key to the future.

unfortunately, many of them see y'all as a nuisance. especially gaz.

he's been here about a month, yet retains the hostility he has since first arriving; hissing at the doctors, curling away into the trees, and constantly breaking stuff in his enclosure. he hasn't harmed any of the researches directly, but after he snapped a log in half with ease, everyone keeps there distance.

talk about letting him back out into the wild circulates across the building, his lack of cooperation threatening any progress. and you, little junior researcher, see an opportunity. think about it, you'll be respected amongst your peers, no longer a little assistant that gets ordered around. and they'll have another test subject.

nearly everyone is gone when you enter his enclosure, the lush greens a harsh contrast to the white hallways that make up the building. it would be a serene experience if you forgot about the apex predator that inhabited this place, watching, waiting for the right moment to strike.

"bit late to run some tests, doctor?"

a deep voice behind you makes you jump, finding gaz curled around some branch. you've only caught glimpses of him from behind the door, x-rays, and some shedded skin. none of it could compare to the beauty standing right in front of you.

his upper half is handsome, as if someone carved it from marble but what really caught your attention was his tail. the intricate pattern, shimmering despite the dim lights of the enclosure.

you almost forget that he could break your bones, too enamored by his appearance.

"i asked you a question," his comment snaps you out of it, the coldness of his words hitting you like a violent breeze.

"i-i'm not here to run any tests," you state, though gaz hardly seems convinced. if anything, he narrows his eyes, two little slits holding nothing but spite for you.

"really? then what are you here for, doctor?" it shakes you, the way he addresses your title with so much contempt. a title that isn't yours (yet), but who are you to tell him that?

"i.. i wanted to warn you. the other researchers are talking..” it's a miracle your voice stays leveled, hands trembling as you continue, "..that if you keep being uncooperative they'll throw you out."

the words hang in the air, gaz seeming to contemplate your words. rather than panic, he flashes a sharp grin, "well, that’s probably the best thing i’ve heard since i got here"

his response stuns you.

"b-but," you start, yet he already looks so disinterested, "you.. this could be bad! i mean you won't have the facilities resources or protection, and you’ve gotten so used to life here-"

"hey," he snaps, your lips closing together, "just because i'm kept in some lush prison does not make me your glorified pet," the reminder rings in your ears, embarassment warming your face.

"well, still," you say, "if they let you go it would just backtrack our research," not that anyone has managed to progress with gaz anyways, "you could advance society, lengthen lifespans, further evolution," his head perks up at that slightly.

"don't you want to be apart of that?"

his gaze hasn't softened, but at the very least his interest is piqued. you fail to realize how his eyes rove over you form, thinking about evolution.

gaz's lips curl into a grin, "well, now that you bring it up.." he begins to uncurl his tail, moving down the trunk, "you do have quite a convincing argument."

it's wrong to read it as such, but the way he glides down is nearly.. sensual. the smooth movements of his tail, his muscles flexing. as he finally makes his way to the ground, you're reminded of all the ways you two are different both in species and size.

“how about this, doctor," he's starts, moving closer towards you, "i'll be your cooperative little subject if you're the only one monitoring me." the deal makes your eyes widen. you, a simple researcher be in charge of him?

"well i-" you start, "i'm not too sure-"

"you seem a lot nicer than the others," he hums, a hand coming out to graze your face. it makes you shiver, the lack of warmth throwing you for a loop, "plus, being the sole scientist would have its perks, hm?"

a voice in your head tells you this is a bad idea, but it can hardly be heard by the applause and praise you'll get once you publish your findings, experiment with his genetics, re-define evolution.

"so what do you say, doctor?" he pulls you back in with the soft drone of his voice, deep brown eyes meeting yours, "do we have a deal?"

praise. recognition. progress.

"..yes."

——

the other researches are astounded that you, the little junior researcher they hired only months ago, managed to appeal to him. they all wonder how, but you tell them all will be revealed when you publish your studies.

if only they knew you were already conducting an experiment, the key to evolution tucked neatly into your womb.

[aperrywilliams]

Satellite Call. Part I: What You Kept Hiden from Me (Spencer Reid x Fem!BAU!Reader)

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Author Masterlist | Series Masterlist

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Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader.

Words count for this part: 3.2k

Series summary: Your world crushes when Spencer is arrested. Between finding a way to get him out and keeping you afloat, there is something else you need to focus on, too. And even when you thought things couldn’t go worse, a tragedy makes you question if you can make it through.

Part I summary: One of Spencer's trips to Mexico ends badly, and you don't know how to react and what to do.

Series warnings: ANGST (with CAPS). 18+ (MDNI). Some heavy topics will be discussed and shown here. Prison arc, but mostly from Reader's perspective and Emily’s. More detailed under the cut.

Spencer lies to his wife. Drug consumption (against their will). Pregnancy symptoms. Spencer is in jail for more than three months. Hospital visits, doctor’s info dumping (not accurate). Alcohol consumption. Arguing. Strong language. A lot of crying. Emotional breakdowns. A car crash happens (as in the CM storyline). Character dies. More hospital things. Miscarriage. More angst. Depressing symptoms. Mourning. Self-doubt. Suicidal ideation, and almost consummated. Emily is everyone’s emotional support.

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Spencer thought you would be outside the correctional, just as Penelope is now, waiting for him. But you are not. He either didn't ask JJ why you weren't with her picking him up from inside in the first place. Spencer just assumed you didn't want to be in there, and he understood your reasons. You stopped visiting him because it was hard to see him locked up like that and not do anything about it. Or at least it was what you said to him in a letter Emily handed him during a visit time when you didn't show up. It was a month ago.

After a tight hug with Penelope, Spencer couldn't help but ask.

"Where is she?"

JJ, Luke, and Garcia exchange a troubled look, something Spencer sure does notice. When he sees Garcia's glassy eyes, his gaze settles on JJ and Luke for answers.

"Spence, she—" JJ doesn't know how to express a fact she knows will break her friend.

"Man, she - we should go to the hospital right now." Luke chooses to point out what to do instead of why.

"What?! Why? What happened?!" A frantic Spencer starts to question. What the hell had happened to you? Why are you in a hospital? There are too many questions in his brain right now.

With a hand on his shoulder, Luke gently propels him to start walking to the car.

"We are going to tell you everything, I swear. But let's go to the car, okay?" This time, it's JJ's turn to speak, trying to make Spencer move.

Spencer hasn't felt so confused and afraid even in the four months of being locked up in jail.

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Five months ago

Exhausted. It's the definition of how you feel after the draining case you just ended in Tampa. The jet is quiet enough to assume everyone is sleeping. But although the evident tiredness consumes your body and brain, you can't bring yourself to sleep. Instead, you look at your front, where your husband is reading a book. His eyes look heavy, but you know he can't sleep either, not before decompressing first. And for that, a good book tends to work most of the time.

It's amazing how you can love someone so much. After two years of marriage and a couple of years as coworkers and friends before that, it isn't easy to think of Spencer as anything less than your soulmate and the love of your life.

You are lost in your thoughts, and you don't notice Spencer's eyes on you, a lazy smile on his face.

"Where did that pretty little head go?"

You don't know if the blush on your cheeks is from being caught or from Spencer's loving tone. Maybe both.

"Nowhere in particular. Just wondering."

"Yeah?"

"Mm-mm."

"Care to share?" Spencer asks with curious eyes.

"Well," you start, smiling at him. "Since you brought it up and knowing we have two days off, what about a getaway out of the city, huh?"

It's not a sudden idea. You and Spencer have been thinking about doing something like that for a few weeks. After a chaotic couple of months at the BAU, you both need time for yourself.

Spencer's eyes softened—a little pout on his lips.

"Sweetheart, I'm sorry, but I promised my mom's doctor I would be in Houston tomorrow."

You don't remember Spencer telling you that. Could it be that you had forgotten?

"Oh. I didn't know. Something happened to Diana?"

Spencer shakes his head.

"No. Just the usual. The doctors are adjusting the treatment, and we're doing a follow-up, that's all."

Another source of stress for Spencer in the past months has been Diana's health. After an important decline, he got her mom into an experimental treatment in Houston. Spencer fought hard to get her admitted, and even if you weren't sure about it, you supported him in everything related to it. That's why you won't even protest losing another chance to spend time together.

"I'm sorry," Spencer apologizes when he sees you haven't said anything. Reaching for your hand, you hold it and squeeze it reassuringly.

"It's okay, Spence. You must be there. And maybe it's a good chance for me to have a long beauty sleep," you shrug. In all honesty, your body has been yelling for uninterrupted sleeping hours in the past weeks.

"I promise we'll make up for the lost time when I come back, okay?" Spencer offers, kissing your hand. You nod and give him a soothing smile.

Some weeks later, the loud ringing of your phone wakes you from your sleep. Not fully conscious of your surroundings, you pat to the right side of the bed, expecting to feel Spencer next to you, but it's empty. Then you remember you are alone because Spencer had to go to Houston again this week.

"Hello?"

"Did I wake you up?" A confused Emily asks at the other end of the call. You check your bedside clock, and it reads 11 AM. You have been sleeping for twelve hours now.

"Yeah," you rub your tired eyes. I think I caught something. My stomach feels funny, and I was so exhausted last night. What is it? Do we have a case?"

"No, but- Have you heard from Spencer?" Emily asks cautiously.

"He called last night and told me he would come back today." There is a tense silence between you both. "Emily, what's wrong?" you ask.

"You should come to the BAU." It's all she says, and you know something bad happened.

Everything has been a blur since Emily's call and your arrival at the BAU.

As you bolt into your boss's office, you see her, David, and Penelope there, a troubled expression on their faces.

Emily is who delivers the news. Spencer has been arrested in Mexico after a car chase and caught with drugs in the trunk.

It's like she is telling you a movie plot. There is no chance she is talking about Spencer, your husband. No, it can't be. Your husband left two days ago for Houston to check on his mom, as he has been doing in the past month.

But as much as you want to deny what you are hearing, Spencer's mugshot, appearing on Garcia's screen, is screaming the truth.

You think you might throw up. And you do. Quickly excusing yourself, you run to the nearest bathroom to empty your stomach.

It's the same Emily Prentiss who enters the bathroom after you and holds your hair as you keep kneeling before the toilet.

"We are going to bring him back. I swear. Everything is going to be okay," Emily assures you, rubbing your back.

You want to believe her, but not knowing why this is happening makes it hard to think clearly.

You insist on going to Matamoros with Luke and Rossi, and no one dares to protest. You're visibly upset and confused, but staying in Quantico is not an option.

On the plane, Emily sits in front of you. You know why.

"I swear I didn't know anything, Em. I'm as confused as everyone," you confess. "And it's killing me. I know Spencer never would do what they say he did, but either I can explain why he was there."

"I know, but you must have caught something. Has Spencer seemed nervous or extremely quiet lately? Maybe a phone call or something that made him change his mood."

You think for a moment. Spencer has indeed been more pensive in recent weeks, particularly since Diana joined the new treatment. It's also true he's told you less and less about how things are going with her. But you assume it's because he's been worried about everything going well and not because something bad was happening.

A memory suddenly appears in your mind. One night after arriving from the BAU, you were making something to eat, and Spencer left his phone on the counter while he took a shower. You looked at the device, thinking it might be from work, but the name 'Dr. Medina' appeared on the screen. You didn't recognize the name because, according to what Spencer had told you, her mom's new doctor was Dr. Hammond.

"After he checked his phone, he quickly called back, but he went to the bedroom to make the call. I didn't pay enough attention. I should have done—" You trail off, and Emily rubs your arm to comfort you.

"Hey, don't. We don't know if that has to do with what's going on, so let's not get ahead of ourselves."

It's easy to say but almost impossible to achieve, especially when, upon arriving at the Matamoros police station, in one of the cells, you see your husband lying on a bench with his eyes lost in the ceiling.

"Spencer?" you mumble, but loud enough to catch Spencer's attention. He sits and looks at you with eyebrows furrowed as if trying to remember who you are. Some feet behind you, Emily, Luke, and Rossi stand, witnessing your interaction.

Without saying anything, Spencer gets up and walks over to where you are, only separated by his cell bars. With that closeness, you can see the several cuts all over your husband's face; his clothes are torn. But what shocks you are Spencer's red and lost eyes. He is visibly high.

"Do you know who I am?" you ask almost in a whisper, scared of his answer. Spencer nods slowly, his eyes shifting from lost to sad. He recognizes you.

"I'm sorry." It's not much, but you can't hold it against him right now, not when answers are required in the first place.

"Baby, it's okay. We're going to get you out of here, okay? But you need to talk to us. Can you do that?"

It's not until a couple of hours later Spencer fully returns to himself, the effects of the drugs leaving his body.

For the sake of the case, you stay out of it while Spencer tells the team what happened. You don’t want Spencer to feel uncomfortable admitting he has lied to you for weeks.

After Emily conducts a cognitive interview to get details that could help, Spencer returns to his cell. When Emily, Luke, and Rossi leave the police station to search for evidence, only you are left there with him.

Spencer looks embarrassed, and you can feel the gears in his head turning as he tries to find a way to talk to you. When he comes empty of words, he addresses you instead.

"Can you please say something?" His voice is tentative and pained.

"I don't know what you want me to say," you reply honestly.

Spencer sighs deeply. "Tell me whatever you're thinking now. Yell at me, tell me I'm a fucking liar, that I dragged you into this mess, tell me I'm a terrible husband."

You consider his words for a moment. Is it true everything Spencer says is what you're thinking? It probably is, but you don't feel like you have the energy to bring it out the way he wants. However, there is one underlying question that has been on your mind since all this started.

"Why? Why you kept it from me? You don't trust me enough to tell me those things?"

"No, don't say that. I do trust you," Spencer rushes to say, but he knows it's a weak defense considering the circumstances.

"Then I don't get it. Why, Spencer?" Your tone isn't accusatory but sad. You could have helped him if you had known. But he, for some reason, decided against it.

"I was trying to protect you," he says and shakes his head. "I know it sounds stupid now we are here, but it's true. I didn't want you to worry about my mom's situation. I'm so sorry."

Spencer is probably telling the truth, but it doesn't make you feel better. Not seeing him behind bars like this.

The helplessness of not having anticipated this situation and now being unable to do anything to solve it eats you up inside. Despite that, you know Spencer is having it worse. So you, as his partner and who loves him the way you never loved anyone, decide to put your feelings aside to be his support at this difficult moment.

"It's okay," you assure him, placing your hands between the bars to hold his. Spencer is quick to respond and grabs onto your hands as if you were a lifeline to him. "We'll figure it out."

Spencer's eyes fill with tears as he repeatedly murmurs, 'Thank you' and 'I love you.'

You have always considered yourself a strong and tenacious woman. Since you were a kid, you have been independent and able to overcome everything that came your way. But adult life has continued to test you, and this has been no exception. When you find out Nadie Ramos has been murdered and all the evidence points to Spencer, you're about to break down. Still, you can't because if you do, who's going to support your husband? You have to be strong. Some reprieve emerges when you learn Ramos is an American citizen and Spencer can be prosecuted on American soil.

Baby steps.

The jet is mostly silent, save for Emily's occasional page-turning or Luke's typing on his phone. Rossi seems to be sleeping. You and Spencer are in one of the back seats. Spencer's head is in your lap while you absentmindedly play with his hair, looking at the night sky out the window.

"You think Scratch is behind this?" Spencer asks, pulling you out of your thoughts. You consider your answer for a couple of seconds.

"I do. I mean, it's such a damn elaborate plan. I can't think of anyone but Scratch."

Spencer assumes a sitting position and examines your face. He knows you are upset. Cupping your cheeks, he looks directly at your eyes.

"I have no words to say how sorry I am. And I promise to make it up to you for the rest of my life when this is over."

You close your eyes and take a deep breath. When you open them again, you are met with Spencer's expecting gaze.

"I know you will." And you really think that. "I love you, Spencer. I'm sure we are going to get through this." Your voice trembles with emotion, but your words seal a promise you mean to keep.

"And I love you. So so much. God, I'm so lucky to have you." Spencer's arms envelope you in a tight embrace. You melt into him, breathing his scent. It's the way you usually use to ground yourself. It's hard right now because, once the jet lands in Virginia, Spencer will get snatched from you, for God knows how much time it will take.

When the BAU elevator doors open, you find JJ, Penelope, and Tara waiting for you all. Spencer has his cuffed hands covered with your FBI jacket so as not to attract too much attention. Garcia is the first to rush forward and hug him.

You only have fifteen minutes. Then, the police officers will take him to the station to book him and leave him in a cell.

JJ and Tara hug him, too. You assume they are giving him reassuring words, something you know he needs right now. From your peripheral, you see Emily exchange glances with Stephen and retreating to Emily's office. You can't say what's going on, but curiosity gets the best of you, and you follow them. You know Tara, Penelope, and JJ will keep Spencer occupied for a couple more minutes.

"What? Is the bureau abandoning him?" You hear Emily ask, visibly upset.

"They said Reid traveled with his personal passport and didn't inform the office. That's enough for them to step aside," Stephen explains.

"So we don't have legal support," Emily confirms, and Stephen nods.

You can't help but interrupt the conversation.

"What? Spencer will not have a defense?" Both Emily and Stephen startle and turn to see you. While Stephen gives you an apologetic look, Emily is quick to speak.

"Not provided by the FBI, but it doesn't mean Spencer will be alone in this. We'll find a lawyer for him."

"They do want to bury this, don't they? It's bad publicity, and Spencer will fall for it," you start to complain, your breathing picking up speed.

"Hey! We won't let that happen, do you hear me?" your boss steadies you and makes you look at her with both hands on your shoulders. "But for now, Spencer can't know. Not until we get this figured out."

As in cue, you look through Emily's window and see Spencer still chatting with JJ and Penelope.

"This is a nightmare," you mumble. Emily squeezes your shoulder.

"We're going to solve it, I promise."

You see Spencer looking around with a frown. Penelope and JJ are still talking to him, but Spencer seems to be looking for something, better said, someone: you. Cautiously, you descend the stairs to join him. You know you don’t have much time, and you know you can’t tell him about the lack of a lawyer.

“Hey,” Spencer calls when he finally sees you.

“Sorry, I went to talk to Emily about something real quick while giving you time with the team.” You don’t want to delve into specifics and hope Spencer doesn't ask about it.

“Thank you. Can we talk more privately?”

“Sure.” You both move to a corner with fewer people around. Spencer’s eyes trail every part of your face as he wants to engrave you in his memory. At the lack of words, you frown. “Spencer?”

“I know this isn’t going to be easy. I’m terrified, and not just for me. I’m scared about how this will affect you and us. I just want to say that I love you with all my heart, but I will understand if this becomes too much. You don't owe me anything. Don’t feel obligated-”

“Stop! Stop right there. Don’t even try to finish that sentence,” you rush to cut him off.

“But-”

“No. You are my husband. You are the love of my life. You are the person I chose to share my life with. In thick and thin, remember?” You cup his face so he can look directly at your eyes. “I’m not going anywhere. Physically, we’ll be apart, but I won’t rest until I get you out, and we'll be together again, okay?”

Spencer’s eyes fill with tears, and so do yours. He leans down to catch your lips with his. He can’t hold you - he’s cuffed - but for now, you can do that work. Lacing your arms around his neck, you deepen the kiss, and you can feel your tears mixing.

“I’ll make it up to you. I promise,” Spencer mumbles on your lips.

“I know you will,” you mumble back before kissing him again.

Emily clearing her throat takes you both out of your bubble.

“I’m sorry, guys, but it’s time. Police are here,” she apologetically announces. You look at Spencer, and he nods. It's time. With a last lingering kiss and an ‘I love you,’ he turns and follows Emily down the hall. Spencer doesn't turn around because he knows if he does and looks at you, he won’t be able to leave you there.

You watch him walk away and wonder if this nightmare will end soon. You don't know if you'll have the strength to hold on to him and yourself and if the love you share will be enough to keep the hope of a better tomorrow alive.

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[another-lost-mc]

Hellooooo first time requesting on your blog!

So for a long time I've wondered what it would be like if NB Satan & OG Satan were to meet & converse with each other. How would they react to each other? What questions would they ask? How would they respond? Etc. I was wondering how you would imagine this interaction would work?

Also, is it okay if I claim 🦄 anon?

A/N: Ooh that's such a neat idea. You know those “talk to your past/future self" tropes? I almost see OG Satan leading NB Satan through the present timeline version of House of Lamentation. It gives him a glimpse of what life will be like later, how things will change and what will still be the same. I kept this mostly wholesome because NB has enough angst potential without me adding to it. lol

SATAN x gn!Reader, 0.5k words, SFW.

Content: implied established relationship with gn!Reader.

The house itself is obviously a bit different. It’s older but also newer in some ways—updates and renovations over time, that sort of thing. It’s endured years of the siblings living there and all that entails. Their home is obviously loved and well-cared for, despite the little dents in the wall from their squabbles and the occasional scorched marks from some accidental fires. Those lingering remnants of the past each tell a story, and OG Satan offers to share them all.

I think NB Satan is just confused by everything he sees. There are portraits of himself on the walls, and there's lots of family photos where OG Satan looks so happy. OG Satan talks about his brothers while they walk slowly through the halls together. His voice is laced with fondness, especially even when he talks about Lucifer. He reminisces about pranks he attempted with Belphie that Lucifer managed to thwart somehow, but there’s no real bite in his tone. He can look back fondly on those memories and cherish them all, the good and the bad.

By the time they get to his bedroom, NB Satan has no idea what to think. He explores the familiar space but notices all the subtle differences: there are a lot of human world literature and movies strewn about, and he notices a jar of cat treats near the door so it's easy to grab a handful before going out to feed the strays. This bedroom feels less like a prison of his own making because it's comfortable and uniquely him and surprisingly warm.

OG Satan just kind of watches his other self with something like amusement, and NB Satan gets fed up feeling like the punchline to someone's idea of a joke.

"I don't get it. We're the same, aren't we? So why aren't you—how are you not—?"

"How am I not what?"

"How are you not angry all the time? Why are you so happy? Especially talking about him."

"Oh, I'm angry," OG Satan says, picking up a framed photo from his bedside table. He runs his fingers over the glass as he looks at the picture in his hands. "You know what it feels like, how it festers deep inside us. We're always looking for reasons to let our rage loose on the world so everyone else hurts as much as we do. But we both had to learn that there's more to life than that, didn't we?"

OG Satan hands him the photo, and NB Satan takes the frame carefully. It's a a photo of him and his family at a beach somewhere, and right there in the middle with their arms wrapped around his waist is—

"Our attendant?" he asks, eyes lingering on a familiar smile before reluctantly handing the photo back.

OG Satan nods. "If anything, you're the lucky one," he says, returning the picture to its proper place beside his bed. "I had to wait a lot longer to meet them than you did. I was lost just as you were, but then they came here and—well, I have a feeling you know how the rest of that story goes," he says, clearing his throat as a pink blush dusts his cheeks.

For the first time since they met, it feels like they finally understand each other. "...Yeah, I think I do."

[laurents-laces]

Dumping my thoughts on the new aftg short stories here to contain all the spoilers in one place, because if I don't get to talk about them I'm gonna explode. Someone very kindly made a typed-up version of them here if anyone wants them!

TFC: David

We all know Neil is "distressingly single-minded about Exy" but I'm dying at the revelation that people in Millport knew this about him. He was supposed to be lying low 😭

Kevinnnnnnnn my boy!!!

"This is better. Easier? Better." Ouch

I had a feeling he was seeing Betsy more often than twice a year! And that we just didn't know about it because Neil didn't. That's amazing for him

Wymack is being such a great dad right now and he doesn't even know it

So excited to have one (1) canonical sentence from Kayleigh Day herself

I was headcanoning Kevin as ten when he moved in with the Moriyamas. I know nine is only a year younger but somehow it's breaking my heart a little more

Awww I always thought he looked just like his mom

I hope he looks a little like Wymack too but no one noticed before

I wonder if he ended up telling Betsy who his dad is? I don't think so but I'm sure she'd have kept the secret. Even though it would've been so hard to keep a straight face about it

"Coaches have no honor. Your word is enough. Just yours." I wanna hit every Raven coach with a very heavy stick, starting with Tetsuji. But I love how Kevin's always trusted that Wymack was different. He can be a surprisingly hopeful person sometimes. He's a little like his dad in how he sees the potential in people no one else does

Am I crazy or is Wymack talking about Andrew here?? Because it reminds me of the part in the extra content where Andrew keeps breaking into Wymack's apartment to rant about Kevin, until one day it's Neil he's more interested in

I always thought that Andrew agreeing to protect Kevin so easily might mean he was kind of into him. If canon unrequited kandrew is gonna be a thing then Andrew and Jean should form a Victims of Kevin Day's Big Green Eyes Support Group

TRK: Betsy

I'm so upset right now I don't even have words

It's so interesting to see what Andrew is like alone with Betsy. And I love that Wymack makes him feel safe

He loves his brother!!

"They cannot keep him. I will not let them." I fully believe Andrew would be down to break Aaron out of prison if he got jail time

"One week Neil had been the subject of some very grandiose conspiracy theories, and the next Andrew had only said 'He's Kevin's problem now, the end!' and refused to elaborate." That's the most Andrew response he could've had 😭

And he was so right about Neil being suspicious as hell! I need everyone to look back on the beginning of the year and realize Andrew was right about him

"Everyone knows now, Bee." My heart just broke into a million pieces

"Neil flinched. He'd pushed because he needed to see that horrible smile crack. He needed to know if Andrew was screaming behind the euphoria his drugs fed his veins. But Andrew wasn't, and Neil couldn't live with that. Andrew's medicine was too strong or his psychosis too twisted; either way, tonight didn't mean anything to him. This was a setback Andrew could sidestep and ignore." That part of TRK really stuck with me. It's a good thing he didn't actually try to act completely unbothered by everything that night but it still hurts to hear about

"I know what happened to you today was beyond cruel and that Drake's death will not undo what he did to you. I know our system has failed you every step along the way and that a part of you will carry that distrust and betrayal for many years to come, if not for the rest of your life. And I know you have done astoundingly well despite life's every attempt to crush you. I'm sorry," she said, trying and failing to catch his eye, "and I'm so, so proud of you." She just said everything I'm feeling, perfectly

Chaos and mayhem, or Blockbuster. These books are so 2006. I miss Blockbuster

TKM: Aaron

This was the first one I read and it took me ages to get through because I was laughing so hard. Aaron calling andreil's matching arm bands a promise ring broke me

He's such an asshole. I love him. He might not like it but he's a Fox through and through

"Exy this, Exy that, get a fucking hobby already. Oh, but I guess he did?" He sent a pointed look at Andrew. He's the funniest character actually

I've always wondered if he was a little jealous of a certain mouthy liar who has everyone wrapped around his little finger. Hearing that Ichirou chose Neil over his own brother must've been a wild experience

I also wondered if he actually had a passion for medicine or if he just picked the most respectable career path he could think of. It's so good to hear that it's really something he loves. He's gonna get his dream job and fix things with his brother and marry the love of his life some day, and I'm so proud of him

Neurosurgeon Aaron and paediatrician Katelyn are properly canon now! It's nice to get all these details from the extra content as part of the actual books

A few months ago, Aaron never would have imagined Andrew needed his approval. Finding out how important he was to Andrew was an ongoing, eye-opening experience. Aaron finally realizing how much Andrew has done because of him might be my favourite thing

"His father's people tore up his arms with a lighter and knives, and none of it is going to fade. He doesn't need to see those." Andrew Minyard you fake idgafer. You care so much. So much.

I wonder what would've happened with andreil if Andrew was in less denial about their relationship? I don't think he'd date someone on purpose while the no-dating deal was still in effect

"Andrew didn't want to talk about Neil with Dobson because once he broached that subject he had to either lie to all of them or admit Neil was more important than he wanted him to be." I love that Aaron understands this about Andrew

I love that the only other Aaron POV story we have also ends with him being able to tell when Andrew is lying to himself. The twinyards have their misunderstandings but at the end of the day they get each other

[khaopybara]

I think Kant would have gotten far less criticism or hatred if KantBison were not being shoved into our throat. Like, clearly the showmakers want us to root for KB, everyone from Style to Cop Chris saying how Kant has fallen for Bison yada yada but at the same time Kant casually talks about Bison, the supposed love of his life, getting shot dead or spending his entire life in prison....without any sign of pain in his voice or face...like he's talking about mildly uncomfy weather.

This is clearly a narrative problem but it does make viewers frustrated and Kant's character has to bear the brunt of this narrative folly. I am very sure if the narrative made it clear from the start that KB are not, under any condition ending up together, the situation would have been different....but of course gmmtv has to sell their cp (by which I mean cp merch and stuff). The showmakers already have a pair (FadelStyle) that are hitting all the right spots for how a romantic pair should be and they can be easily shown to be having a happily ever after. Ideally they should have kept KantBison 'lovers to enemies' actually ending up as enemies...but well....cp 😒

i'll start this by saying this is the one and only ask with hate for kant/kantbison that i will answer because from your oh so many words, i can already tell you fit into the exact category of people who already made up your mind about the character and nothing i say will change your perception. but bc i'm not feeling like being the bigger person, sure, you wanna talk about this, let's talk about this.

first of all, i wanna talk about your apparent hatred for cps (or maybe it's just fk, we never know) and gmmtv's system, and you know, that's so funny because that's, and i know it'll shock you, their thing😯. so maybe if you didn't want to see that, you shouldn't have started watching the show, even after knowing that the two couples would end up together in the end because guess what, this was advertised as a romcom. and we what do we get with romcoms? exactly, happy endings. a travesty.

i find it so funny when people say fadelstyle are hitting all the spots for a romantic pairing, because that's what's supposed to be (again, a romcom), they are the more traditional romantic storyline (or as traditional as you can get with a killer and a guy who only started hitting on him and continued to do so because he wanted a car) so they are supposed to be hitting those spots. it's their storyline.

see, kantbison hooked up that very first night they met, clear attraction, kant was besotted by his one night stand and was calling him a ghost because bison up and ran before they could wake up together. their first interaction together and it had nothing to do with the police, or lying or manipulating, so maybe it's not a narrative problem that kantbison are "being shoved down our throats" maybe it's just a you problem if you didn't notice what they were being set up to.

and many people have talked about this already, and if you cared to read either liz's or lauren's meta about kant, you wouldn't have come to my inbox complaining about kant not being expressive when he clearly can't let himself feel the things he wants because his priority will always be his brother (just like fadel will prioritize bison always) in contrast to style who doesn't have to carry the responsibility of raising and caring for a younger brother on his shoulders.

and darling, if you started this show thinking at any point, from the trailers, pilot or official, promotional photos, osts, novel, press, anything, that kantbison would not be a thing, again, it's not on them, it's on you and your poor observation skills. there are plenty of people way more qualified than me to talk about this and how kant actually cares for bison, and how he's torn between his heart and his brain, but you don't really care, so why bother.

[ghiblinsm]

cannon list

first movie:

Wade doesn't actually know anything that really happened to you in the workshop, just bits and pieces that were hinted by Francis.

“You have to live with the shitty thing you did for the rest of your life.”

you love your dad, really you do. but you will always have a bit of resentment for what he signed you up for.

"It doesn't get better, and it doesn't get easier. I can't keep lying to myself,"

during the months you were being injected fluids in your blood, Austin had kept asking his mom to call Wade and see what happened.

“Yo, this is Wade. I’m either out doing mercenary stuff, getting into trouble, or just avoiding your call. Leave a message. Beep”

Anytime Wade sees you with clothes that show your arms and legs, he always thinks about how the scars on your skin were caused by him. (not s.h scars but thunder like scars caused by other types of torture)

“Who knew that bringing my daughter to a workshop full of dangerous crap would be a bad idea? Genius move, Wade. Just chalk it up to another day of being a fantastic father.”

He's never brought it up but sometimes he notices you looking in the mirror a little longer then usual then sees you later in a new outfit of pants or leggings and a long sleeve or cardigan.

"I can't stand to look at my scars, every time I look at them, I'm reminded at what happened. How he failed to protect me and i don't want to hold that against him..."

More often then you two both like to admit, you both make a bunch of self-deprecating jokes about being a bad father/daughter.

Wade: "You know, sweetheart, I always thought I'd be a great dad… but I guess I took 'daddy issues' to a whole new level, huh? Can I put that on my résumé?"

You: "At least you made the list. I didn’t even make it onto the ‘good daughter’ list. I’m just the bonus kid with the emotional baggage. You’d think I’d be on sale by now."

second movie:

When you first met Russell you could only think about how scary it must've been for him to be surrounded by people trying to say they knew how he felt.

"You’re a mess, Russell. But I took responsibility for your actions, and I can’t just leave you."

when you were put in the ice box prison you kind of gave up, just like you father. except since you saw how much Russell was trying you decided to at least help him not get beat up.

"I’ve spent my whole life trying to do what’s best for everyone else. I forgot to take care of myself."

during the whole ordeal your heart and mind were in-between resentment and pity for your dad. he was acting like the world stopped when vanessa was shot when it didn't. you still feel bad for feeling this way.

"The only way to get through the day is to keep pushing forward, even if it feels like you’re dragging the weight of the world."

a secret you didn't even tell your dad was that when most of the x force died you giggled and sent a video to Austin.

"I'm sorry for your loss...*later* Austin i need to laugh so fricking badly but i can't because i'm with colossus. what do i do?"

Wade's a little disappointed in himself for this one but, when you all were in the ice box prison and he saw you trying to keep Russell out of shit, he thought he could leave Russell in your hands and stay out of everything, despite more prisoners getting violent.

"I want to be the person who helps people. I want to be the person who can make a difference. But I don’t know how."

Third movie

the day Wade tried to join the avengers you were chilling with Austin who was on the phone with Peter and somehow interviews came up in discussion and you heard Peter ask Austin how common alliterative names were because Happy was talking about a disrespectful guy that came in for an interview and had a 'dumb' name.

"I’m just a guy who loves a good time. Who cares about the rest?"

when nicepool led y'all to his honda, you were thinking back to peter's situation with two other spiderman and when wolverine and your dad were in the car you couldn't help but ask nicepool how his y/n was.

"You can’t change the past. You can only learn from it and hope that you don’t repeat the same mistakes."

you were friends with laura for a short while at the age of 11 and when you two met again in the void you both immediately did y'all's handshake out of instinct.

“Life is short! So we should spend it having fun and making memories!”

couldn't really think of more stuff for the third movie that would involve spoiling stuff I have planned so it was cut short.

hope y'all liked it!

"Well everyone loves me" by Rizzy105 on wattpad

[thisthirstisreal]

I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS ABOUT THE FINALE AND I MUST SHARE THEM

Okay, to preface I want to say that I have been very ambivalent about the current KNY season. I can understand both sides of the mixed reception, one declaring that Ufotable is padding things out too much, the other saying that this is perfect to flesh out slice-of-life character moments that weren't present in the manga. Me, I find myself agreeing with both sides and have been having mixed feelings. Either way I've kept watching.

So the finale just dropped. And oh my gosh. It's so. Fucking. Good. I loved it — and not just because of the animation, which was bonkers this episode and obviously one of its main highlights. But I'm not here to talk about that.

The narrative was SO good.

From the moment Muzan meets Ubuyashiki, he calls him hideous. This is very important. Their entire meeting this episode revolved around their different ideologies — Muzan believes in the beauty of immortality, while Ubuyashiki believes that true immortality stems from human bonds and wills. He makes an excellent point: after he dies, the Demon Slayer Corps will continue to thrive, if not rally harder against Muzan because of their bonds and Ubuyashiki's legacy.

If Muzan dies, everything he stands for ends with him.

Look at Muzan. He's beautiful. He is unblemished and young and Amane even describes his physical appearance out loud. In contrast — Ubuyashiki is, well, not looking great. His skin is scaly and he's covered in bandages and he's coughing blood. That's the point. Mortality can be ugly. People decay, people die, but what matters is that their bonds and traditions live on forever. That's literally the definition of culture in our real world today.

During the climax, we see that. We see Muzan stripped of his beauty again and again, to reveal all that monstrosity beneath his skin before his beauty is restored.

Meanwhile we don't see those demonic visuals with Ubuyashiki and his family — because they died and disappeared into nothing in the fire. We don't see their skin stripped away, their eyeballs bulging from raw muscle, nothing. They moved on with grace. Mortality can appear ugly on the surface, and immortality beautiful, but the author is trying to tell us it's the OPPOSITE if we look deeper.

Is this a groundbreaking theme? Hell no. There's nothing subversive or unique about this, and that's perfectly fine. There is a reason Demon Slayer is so popular, and part of it aside from the animation is, ironically and unbelievably, the story. Because simple storytelling can also be incredible if executed right, and Gotouge knocked this out of the park.

Man, just seeing all the Hashira pull up to attack Muzan, Gyomei being entrusted by Ubuyashiki to pull Ubuyashiki's scheme off, Tamayo showing up (really ties up her debut this season) and weaponising the Blood Demon Art from the man Muzan carelessly turned into a demon in S1 was so good. Time and time again, Muzan has done things at his whim without giving a shit about the consequences because he doesn't think there are any. He says so himself — that he doesn't face retribution.

He was wrong. Everything he did caused a ripple effect that led back to him. I loved how Gyomei's backstory last episode tied in with his respect and love for Ubuyashiki this episode. How Ubuyashiki saving him from prison sealed Gyomei's loyalty to him and how this bond lived on in Gyomei with his entrance against Muzan. I loved how Ubuyashiki's character was portrayed. He's not physically strong, he's not a swordsman, but he's a leader, a conveyer of wills, a symbol, and we felt how he conveyed his message to his Demon Slayers and to Muzan in this finale. He had to die to expound his message.

He was the perfect foil to Muzan's character (Muzan, who was also born sickly but went down a different path, who clung to immortality rather than accepting his death) and he truly went out with a bang. RIP.

This may not be a perfect season for everyone. But I am so fucking glad it happened anyway. I can't wait for Infinity Castle. I can't believe this episode was so phenomenal when we haven't even gotten into the peak of the series (the movies).

[voparwave69]

Worst part abt this is that every time I tell my case worker abt the treatment and show her proof she just

She endorses this behavior

She endorses the kids being beaten and it fucking hurts

One if the foster kids here is leaving (he's going back to his mom I'm so happy for him) and immedietly they're replacing him with another foster kid

"You guys are so expensive to raise" then WHY ARE YOU TAKING IN ANOTHER KID??? HELLO????

WHY does she endorse it? For what fucking reason? Why are the people that are in charge of kids without parents the people that are the LEAST empathetic for a situation that requires MORE empathy? Why are the therapists in low income clinics for disadvantaged kids LESS empathetic? Why does this always fucking happen? It's not only kids from "normal" or well off situations that deserve to be treated with care. If anything they've already got support and MORE should be going to the kids that have less. Also don't EVER let that "yall are so expensive to raise" excuse get to you. It is not YALL. They CHOSE to do this. They're just mad that they can't keep every fucking penny is all it is. Notice in my last message I said "when I'm financially set I would like to be a foster parent". If I can't afford it then I'm not going to do it. They didn't HAVE to be foster parents, they chose to be, and they're not gonna have the audacity to act like that's YALLS fault for not just basically being live in objects for them to collect cash over. Yall are human beings, more human than they are. My grandparents had that same excuse for my uncle and they literally killed him through neglect. They bitched and moaned about how needy he was because they wanted to just collect cash for him. Me and my mom offered to take care of him and she wouldn't let us. Her hatred towards him wasn't because she was tired or he was too much, it was because she wanted to sit on her lazy fucking ass and just be paid for having the mercy to keep him alive. And she failed at that too. He died directly from her neglect because he had severe UTIs that I kept telling her he needed to go to the doctor over and she lied and said the doctors said it was normal. He died of chronic kidney infections. He was genuinely the sweetest person I've ever known and was severely mentally handicapped and just wanted to play guitar and sing for people. He was always saying "I just want to make everyone happy". He was almost cartoonishly innocent and she incomprehensibly evil. And since it's the topic at hand -- that's why I fucking destroyed her entire life. She's lost tons of weight from stress and fear and whenever I see her she looks miserable and I know she is terrified of me. I laced her house with things for her to find, and i know she's found them recently, and I know that they're going to make her even worse, and for every second of misery and fear and looking over her back and having nightmares is only a fraction of what she did to him. That's what people like that deserve -- to live in constant helpless fear like they inflict on others. They inflict hell for no reason and therefore they need to live in a hell that they crafted with their own actions, sewing their own prison without even knowing it. People like your foster parents need to know there are people like me out there. And while I may not find them in the mundane, I and those I know will find them later. :o)

[angelsanarchy]

Fever Dreams: Mike x Y/N One Shot Series PRT 09

Tagging: @icarus-star @chainsawgvtsfvck @romanroyapoligist @liquidsmoothdomme @madamemaximoff06 @drazenka @blacksoul-27 @444rockstargf @kappasbbgirl @luzclarita57 @tempt-ress

Mike had gotten in a little later than he expected but when he went upstairs to get a fork to eat his dinner, he found Leff was also sitting at the table eating. He sat down next to him and started eating silently for a few moments before Leff let out a sigh.

"Why is it that I was eating in peace not even 5 minutes ago and then you sit down and I can tell you want to chat about something." Leff looked at Mike.

"I didn't even say anything." Mike pointed out.

"It's the way you carry yourself, like you got fucking emotional baggage that wafts off you. It drives me nuts." Leff put his beer to his lips and Mike chuckled.

"I might have emotional baggage but you're fucking wound up like a fucking drum man. Relax a bit. Enjoy your gruel." Mike tossed his head towards Leff's food which looked strange.

"I'll be sure to let Y/n know you think her food is gruel you prick." Leff said as he went back to eating it.

"Y/n cooked that for you?" Mike asked in disbelief.

"Yeah she knows how to cook and I don't have time so when she makes extra she gives it to me. Don't put your hands on what's left. I'm eating that tomorrow." Leff warned.

"What even is it?" Mike made a face and Leff rolled his eyes.

"It's beef stew and potatoes. What are you fucking blind?" Leff tilted the bowl down and Mike shrugged.

"I don't have a lot of home cooked meals man, relax." Mike chuckled.

"Yeah well all that bullshit fast food will kill you. You know we got that fucked up heart shit in this family." Leff looked back down into his bowl and kept eating.

"I don't know how heart health meat and potatoes is." Mike watched Leff cut his eyes at him and he put his hands up in defeat.

"Can I ask you a question without you losing your shit?" Mike tried and Leff dropped his fork in his bowl.

"Can a man just eat food in his own kitchen without being pestered?" Leff looked annoyed but Mike continued.

"Mom...how the hell did she hook up with Y/n? I mean she wasn't a..." Mike trailed off unsure of whether he wanted to know if his mom was a stripper or not but Leff shook his head.

"No God no. I'd have kicked her ass. She was buying out of the club that Y/n worked at. Y/n would stumble across her when she was leaving and make sure she hadn't OD'ed in the alleyway. Eventually I had to give her my number so I could pick her up from the hospital or her apartment." Leff explained looking a little more mellow when talking about his sister and Y/n.

"So she just decided to take on Mom in active addiction just because?" Mike didn't believe everyone had simple goodness in them, especially not in New York. He had only been here for a while and he had been cussed out more in the last few weeks than in his entire life.

"You know how your mom was. She could make friends with anyone. She was always gabbing with strangers. Y/n just happened to be the one she liked to talk to." Leff scrapped the bottom of his bowl.

"Y/n told me that mom wanted me to meet her so we could date." Mike said watching Leff's face carefully.

"You couldn't handle a woman like Y/n, man. She's got baggage to the 11th degree." Leff snorted.

"Everyone has baggage." Mike returned knowing that he's not the picture of a perfect date either. Leff focused his gaze at his nephew.

"Baggage that would crush you...her exboyfriend was that hulk sized bodyguard at ER's place. The one who stood silently and wanted to murder me with his fucking eyes. He's a roided out piece of shit who considers prison time a vacation." Leff explained.

"Well it's not like I would take her out to a strip club Leff." Mike chuckled and Leff shook his head.

"She used to get the shit kicked out of her Mikey. The amount of times she called for your mom and I was picking her up bruised and bloody was beyond the number of times you've had a cigarette." Leff pressed making Mike look at him. He could actually see some sympathy in Leff's eyes, which was rare.

"I'm not a shitty guy though. Maybe she could use someone like me." Mike suggested.

"I'm telling you, move on man. That's not a scab you should be picking at." Leff pushed up from the table and tossed his bowl in the sink before leaving Mike sitting at the kitchen table alone.

He looked at his takeout and suddenly realized he didn't have much of an appetite. He knew that he could treat a woman right in a relationship. He had never put hands on one in his life. He didn't believe in it but for some reason, Leff made it seem like Y/n was too broken for someone who wasn't as rough as she was.

He knew Leff would be pissed if he kept bringing up the idea of pursuing Y/n but he didn't care. He was grown and so was she. Mike wanted nothing more than to treat her how she should be treated.

[tenpintsof-sundrop]

Nisha, did you know I would step on some legos barefooted for you? Anyways can’t wait to read for another fandom I have never stepped foot in and would probably never engage with the canon in just because you decided that’s what to make, and I’ve decided to read it anyways. Home cooked meal. -Rotten Anon

The opening line of this message made literal cartoon anime hearts appear above my head, just so you know <3

Also you have inspired me to post a rundown of my WIPs because I am really excited about what I have been working on. And for two of these fandoms, I know you have said you know nothing about the canon, but for the third, I am not sure, so we'll see.

My Current WIPs April/May 2024

Heaven's Gate (for The Walking Dead) - Daryl Dixon x GN!Reader. Strangers to Lovers/Soulmates/Lovers Reunited. Angst, Fluff, Hurt and Comfort. Set during Season 1 to Season 5. 17k in counting (will be a oneshot). You can find a preview here. In this fic, you and Daryl get separated when the Governor attacks the prison, and though you both believe the other person is dead (or long gone) you find each other at the most unlikely time, in the most unlikely place.

I am super excited about this fic, and the themes of hope that I have woven into it. Because yes, I unironically love writing about hope and how the human spirit can persevere - which is something that my favourite moments in The Walking Dead show. This is first draft complete and just needs to be edited.

The Jaws of Life (for DC Titans) - Jason Todd x GN!Reader. Sequel to Emergency Contact. Lovers Reunited. Extreme Angst, Smut, Hurt and (some) Comfort. Set during Season 3. 21k in counting (will probably be a oneshot - if it needs to be split up, it will be put in two parts, but I hope I can get away with a oneshot). (I highly recommend that everyone go read the original in the meantime, because it is one of my best fics ever.) In this fic, you and Jason struggle with the new meaning of your relationship after what happened with Deathstroke - only for this tentative change to be harshly disrupted by the Joker. And you're still heavily mourning when a red hooded stranger breaks into your apartment one night, seeking medical care because apparently - you owe him one.

Everyone give Jaycen @nctzenkane a big fucking round of applause for this one, because he was randomly talking to me about Jason Todd today (we were having the 'some characters are only fuckable in costume' discussion) - and I got talking about how this version of Jason from Titans makes me so passionate to write about the character. And it is solely because of him that I opened up this fic and took a good look at it - I have been thinking about this fic for months, wanting to finish it because I know I am gonna be proud of it, but I kept hesitating because I thought I had a way bigger mountain to conquer with it. But the conversation I had with Jaycen really inspired me and I wrote 5k on the fic just today, and I realized that with this momentum, I could have the first draft done by the end of this month. So I am promising myself that this is gonna be done soon.

Speaking of which - when The Jaws of Life is first draft done, I wanna host a poll so you guys can decide which of those two ^^ fics goes through the editing process to be posted first. Both will be posted (hopefully) by the end of May, but I do wanna know which one you guys wanna see posted first. Which leads me to:

Nasty (for Stranger Things) - Sub!Eddie Munson x Dom!Fem!Reader. Established Relationship. Smut/PWP. 3k (this is gonna be a shorter fic lmao). In this fic, you and Eddie have been dating for a while, but you don't like that all of his attempts to have sex with you have him taking on a (seemingly fake) dom persona. When you finally tell him that you prefer to be more dominant in bed, he isn't disgusted like you thought he might be - he loves it.

This is one I have been sitting on for a while, and right before it was ready to be posted - my brain lost interest in it like tiktok does micro trends. But I think this is gonna be really great to post while the poll for those other fics is cooking because it's short and sweet and for the past few days, whenever I have seen the cover for this in my drafts, I have gotten excited about it again. So I am excited to finish it and show it off to everyone!!

[useless19]

In one of my previous posts I mentioned reading/playing the old Nintendo Adventure Books when I was a kid. Out of curiosity, I managed to find some scans of them online and poked through some of the ones I didn't used to have.

They still have an old-school cartoon vibe (constant quips, a lot of nasty appearance-shaming toward the bad guys, etc - they're from 1991), but if you can get over that, I really like the way they often have puzzles to give you hints as to which way to go. It's something I feel is missing from most choose-your-own-adventure books.

(Okay, yes, sometimes the puzzles pushed you in the wrong direction or were just straight up wrong, but the concept is there at least).

However, the reason I'm making this post, is because book 4 Koopa Capers has an opening which I'm amazed that the bowuigi crowd seems to have missed.

"KoopExpress," a voice yells outside the Super Mario Bros. plumbing shop in the heart of Brooklyn, New York. "Special Delivery!"

Luigi looks up from his new invention, a water-powered pasta machine. It isn't working quite right. "Strange," he says. "Mario and I weren't expecting any deliveries today."

The tall, thin plumber tucks his high-tech plumber's helper into the pocket of his green overalls and heads for the door.

When Luigi opens the door, he sees a big package on the stoop. It looks like a giant hero sandwich wrapped in brown paper. "Mmm, looks tasty! But there's no return address," he says, stroking his thick black mustache.

Luigi is even more puzzled when he takes the paper off. "It's a rug!" he exclaims. "I wonder where it came from?" He unrolls the carpet on the living room floor. "Very pretty. It looks like a Goomba pattern."

He steps onto the rug to get a better look. "Hey!" he shouts as it comes to life under his feet. It's a magic carpet!

Before Luigi can escape, the rug wraps itself around him so that only his head and feet protrude from the ends. It rises into the air and zooms down the hall through the special pipe in the workshop that leads to the Mushroom World.

The next thing Luigi knows, the rug screeches to a halt in front of Bowser Koopa's castle. "Oh no!" Luigi thinks. "I'm being served to my worse enemy for dessert."

Out of the corner of his eye, Luigi sees two large helmeted red turtles carrying hammers. The Hammer Brothers! They waddle up to Luigi, pick him up, and carry him into the castle, still wrapped in the magic carpet.

Soon Luigi's bearers arrive at Bowser's enormous throne room. They unroll the carpet and send Luigi tumbling across the floor. He rolls to a halt at the scaly feet of Bowser Koopa, king of the turtles and leader of most of the bad guys in the Mushroom World.

"Good," Bowser says, squinting down his slimy snout at the prisoner. "Now, everybody out! Not you," he growls as Luigi tries to sneak off with the rest of the crowd.

Bowser waits until everyone else leaves. Then, in an embarrassed whisper, he says, "I need your help, plumber."

Before Luigi can recover from shock, the turtle king goes on. "My daughter, Wendy O. Koopa has vanished! She may have been kidnapped," he gulps, shedding a large crocodile tear.

He wipes his eyes with his sleeve and continues. "I sent my Koopa Troopas to search for her, but with no luck. I need a real hero to find her!" He puts his arm around Luigi's shoulder and adds, "I know you can do it. But the whole thing must be hush-hush. I want it kept a secret from my sons, the Koopalings. It's possible that one of them may be the kidnapper. Besides, no one can know you're working for me. It would be terrible for my image."

Luigi is very confused. "Let's recap," he says. "You want my to find your daughter? And you don't plan to tell anyone I'm working for you? So I'll still have to fight your flunkies, including your bratty kids, while I'm doing it?"

Bowser nods. "Right. Of course, your brother Mario might have been a better choice, but---"

"Oh sure, everyone would rather have Mario," Luigi retorts, offended. "Too bad he's fixing that drip at Niagara Falls. What if I say no?"

"I'd be very annoyed," says King Koopa, showing all his teeth in a sinister smile.

As Luigi looks at Bowser's enormous teeth, he says to himself, "Maybe Bowser is telling the truth. There's a first time for everything. And he does seem upset."

Luigi takes another look at the turtle. Bowser is now gazing at the ceiling and whistling innocently. "On the other hand, he's a born liar," the plumber thinks. "Well, maybe I should look into this mystery, just to see what the real story is. Besides, it would be quite a tale to tell Mario."

"Are there any clues?" he asks aloud.

Bowser holds out two shreds of paper. "There was a note in her room, but her Nipper plant chewed it up. This is all that's left."

Luigi can read only two words, FORT and MAGMA, on the scraps. "Intriguing," he says. "Okay, I'll do it. It might even be fun!"

Solve this puzzle to see what happens next:

Help Luigi find his way through this message maze to see where the clues lead.

If you think Luigi should go to the Magma Pits, turn to page 55.

If you think Luigi should go to the Fortress, turn to page 20.

If you think Luigi should look around Koopa's Castle, turn to page 29.

[please-help-this-little-lesbian]

So I want to talk about The Bane/Pearlpelt, because his story is not going the direction I expected at all, and I have a lot of thoughts on it.

So when Gregor didn't kill Pearlpelt in book 2 I was like great good for him. I figured The Bane would grow up and we would see that Gregor and Nerissa were right, and The Bane would grow up to be a normal rat and everyone was freaking out for nothing. But this was not the case at all. But Suzanne Collins has taken this plotline in an entirely different direction. Instead, The Bane has grown up to be a violent, power-hungry, naive menace to society. I honestly didn't expect this at all given the anti-war themes of the books, but I do think it's interesting. Now, I'm only on chapter 4 of The Marks of Secret, so I don't know how this story ends yet. But I would like to share my thoughts on why I feel the Bane turned out like this. I think Ripred deliberately neglected The Bane, and now he's suffering the consequences for it.

When we first meet Pearlpelt, he's a sullen, angsty teenager. Gregor describes him as "an oversized, bullied child” (Collins, 24). This is pretty typical of any teenager. Pearlpelt also holds a particular hatred for Ripred, who has, despite his failings, been his primary caretaker. Also normal for your average caretaker. However, The Bane says of Ripred that he “‘hates me!’” (24). He says he humiliates him and treats him like a prisoner. Ripred argues that he has not abused the Bane, and reveals to Gregor that Pearlpelt has gotten in dangerous fights with other rats, (accidentally) killed his friend, and then proceeded to cannibalize his body to destroy the evidence (25). Pearlpelt has also fallen under the influence of other rats, who are trying to groom him into becoming king of the rats, and presumably overthrowing the humans (21-25). Ripred claims that he "got him too late” (28), and that the only option is to kill him so he doesn't become an even bigger threat. But I disagree. Ripred was not too late for Pearlpelt, he simply didn't bother to take proper care of him, and now he's trying to cover up his mistake.

One of the first things Gregor notes of Ripred's attitude toward The Bane is that he is being particularly cruel to him. He even asks Ripred to “lay off him” (24). Ripred does indeed humiliate him, making fun of his name (20), insult him (22), goad him (23), dismiss his feelings (24), and I would argue even emasculates him saying “‘King indeed! Do you really think anyone will take orders from someone who sucks on his tail?’” (26). He treats Pearlpelt like crap, and that’s when he’s around him. The Bane also reveals that he was mainly raised by a rat named Razor, which Ripred dismisses saying he spared his life, kept him fed, and protected him from the plague (24). This is a very common tactic of abusers, attempting to guilt their victims by bringing up all the positive things they’ve done for them.

Look, I love Ripred. He’s my morally gray dilf king, and I understand that being an asshole is just part of his personality. But he is genuinely abusing Pearlpelt right now, and it’s not okay. And, more importantly, his behavior is directly responsible for The Bane’s behavior. And that’s not even counting all the shit that happened before Ripred.

Ripred tells Gregor that Pearlpelt’s father killed his siblings so he wouldn’t have to compete for food, abused him and his mother, AND Pearlpelt witnessed his parents kill each other (28-29). That would fuck anybody up. We know Ripred has a soft side and he's capable of showing it. We also know he knows when it is and isn't okay to push people. Yet he doesn't apply this to The Bane. I understand that he got dropped on him out of nowhere, but he could have at least tried.

Again, I'm only on chapter 4. For all I know Suzzane may have Ripred take responsibility (nobody tell me). But right now, this is my assessment of the situation, and I'm really disappointed in Ripred.

[abbythewritor]

"Fairness" One Piece x Saitama reader, Six.

"Just a Normal girl looking for an everyday life. At least, if you call sailing across the seas with idiots with useless dreams a simple task, then you might wanna see a doctor. Seriously."

Warnings: Blood, gore, mentions of Luekimia, and heaps amount of blood and strength. It might be a little cursing, but not bad, and maybe some flirting in there, but it's mostly clean.

Other things:

-You didn't get bald due to your powers; you got bald to an extreme illness.

-You part of the straw hat crew, but others are interested in you and your power.

-Everyone that is a male is taller than you.

-Monsters from the OPM world will appear in One Piece, and I'll make some new monsters you will fight.

Enjoy the sixth chapter, everyone. :)

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"S-She's the girl...the marines were talking about..." Some whitebeard pirates spoke, as they couldn't believe I stood up to their captain like that. While glancing around the battlefield, some marines needed clarification on how I had a simple conversation with the strongest Yonko. "H-How does she know Whitebeard?! Who even is she!?" They questioned, as Koby and his partner were glancing at me, too, wondering the same thing. "I don't get it. A girl like her escaping from the prison should hide! Why bother coming to this living hell!? I wouldn't do that if I was even a girl!!" Kobi gulped slightly, looking at the blonde boy. "Because of what some of the marines said, they described a cute yet powerful girl whose punches can wipe out a whole army!" The blonde's eyes widened. "A-A WHOLE ARMY?! But look at her! She looked nothing like a warrior!" Koby's teeth gritted. "That's what the impel guards said, but look, she's here now..."The two kept staring me down, as Ace did, as some sort of pain and worry was in his eyes. "Pops....Cutie..." He whispered.....as we cut back to me, as Whitebeard was still eying me from behind. 'So this girl is what the marines were talking about...this is the girl arrested with Ace...' He thought as I put my wig in a ponytail until I turned to him. "Old man." "Hmm?" "I don't know if this is true, but when arriving, I heard one of the Navy's say Ace's execution is being pushed earlier. Is that true?" He was silent for a moment before smirking. "So they're gonna execute Ace immediately?" "AH, so you didn't know either?" He chuckled. "Of course not. Sengoku is always one step ahead..are you telling the truth, brat?" I shrugged. "Dunno, but they said they're going with the plan after setting something up; Luffy doesn't know about it..." "I see." "I know you want to rescue Ace, too, so I thought that information could be useful to you." He turned from you to the battlefield. "I see. That was important information. Thank you." I nodded with a smile. "Yeah, no problem." Buggy and Ivanka's eyes and mouths shot open. "HOW CAN SHE TALK ON EQUAL TERMS WITH WHITEBEARD?!" Buggy questioned as I got in stance and glared at Ace's platform. "Don't worry, Ace...we'll save you! Be safe, old man!" Whitebeard nodded, watching as I hopped off the ship, running in Ace's direction.

"H-How is she not scared?!" Mister three-spoke as a shit tone of Marines came my way, as I jumped super high in the air. "Impact Smash!" I slammed my fists onto the ground, spreading them like flies as I ran through the smoke, not stopping whatsoever.

Whitebeard was impressed with my simple attack, as one of his crewmembers ordered others to follow and keep up with me, as they all yelled in reply.

Jimbei stepped forward. "We should go, too! Luffy's already ahead, so If we follow her, we'll catch up to him in no time!" As did Ivanka, he began to jump off, and Buggy was shocked they were doing this.

As I kept moving forward, I dodged more marines' attacks, easily defeating them with punches and kicks, Ivanka and Jimbei aiding me as the three of us continued on, Luffy way ahead in the distance. "We need to get close!" I stated, hopping over a stumbling marine before sliding through another one's legs, kicking him in the but as I jumped back up, simply grabbing a wrist and holding a sword, as I needed him out of the way. "Who knows what trouble Luffy may run into-" "ACK!" "AUGH!" "WAHH!" The three of us looked in the direction of the screams, as a tall man in a yellow striped suit was moving very fast, like light, as explosions came from his foot.

I was slightly impressed with his power as I kept eying him. "He looks strong!" I spoke as Jimbei looked annoyed. "That's Admiral Kizaru; he's a pain in the ass with his devil fruit power." I nodded. "I see, so he can kick explosions, correct?" "Close, little one, but not close enough!" My eyes widened when he was in front of us, light coming out of his feet as he kicked us, but I moved Jimbei and Ivanka out of the way, us barely dodging it. "I didn't believe my ears when they said a tiny, bigger girl was escaping impel down, but I have to say, I am shocked that the words were true!" He spoke, his hands going to his pockets. "Don't push your luck. Even if all of you escaped the prison, I won't let you invade that easily." He simply spoke, and my eyes glared up at him until Luffy ran past us, as Kizaru saw. "YOU'RE THE GUY FROM SABAODY!!!" He screamed, as Kizaru only kept looking at him."I would ruin you there because the Celestial Dragons wanted it." He got into a stance, and his foot lit up brightly again as a creepy smile that pedos lined his face. "Straw Hat Luffy..." And that he began to kick Luffy. My eyes widened, and Ivanka acted as if she got in front of him, but I got in front of her, pushing her out of the way. "TWISTED KICK!!" I yelled, clashing together, deflecting the explosion easily, as Luffy lunched back. However, it still didn't affect how big the blast was, as a giant ass amber circle formed through the battlefield, the ground shaking rapidly. Buggy and the pirates with them had their arms up and back, crying with fear as the wind subsided; I slid back on my feet, as did Kizaru, Luffy smiling up at me. "Y/n-chan! Thank you!" "DON'T BE SO RECKLESS NEXT TIME IDIOT!" I snapped as he ran to go to Ace more and heard Kizaru sigh. "Man, you deflected it...I'm surprised, little one.." My teeth gritted, turning to him. "Don't think I'd let you get Luffy so easily...we both have a common goal." One of his eyebrows rose. "Really? And what is that?" "To save Ace! Isn't that Obvious-" I was interrupted when another bright light was shown in the smoke, Ivanka's eyes widening as she saw a familiar figure. "Kouma!" she yelled, as a man with a panda hat on had his mouth wide open, as something inside of it was charging and locking on to Ivanka. "IVAN-CHAN!" I yelled as this man blew lasers at her, which she dodged as she looked at him with disbelief. I sighed with relief, knowing that She was okay as Kizaru was in front of me again, about to explode me more until I dodged, kicking him in the back. However, before he could tumble, he teleported, his hands still in his pocket as he went to my right, about to slam his foot into my side, before I grabbed it, launching him away from me quickly, running to him as he got back up, both my fist and his foot clashing with each other again. He smirked down at me. "You strong, little one; too bad you're on their side; you'd make a good marine.." My teeth gritted. "Does it look like I want to be one of your snot-nosed undergrads who doesn't grant freedom?! No thanks!" I pushed his foot off, both of us charging at each other multiple times, quick, faster than lightning, as no one else saw what was going on, as all we did was attack and block each other.

But, as he tried to do another explosion to me, I blocked it again, the blast affecting everyone else but not me as I stood there blankly, holding the wig on my head.

Realizing my power, he whistled before setting his leg back down. "Man, you deflected it again! I'm impressed." My head tilted. "Is that all you got, striped man?"

He smiled smugly at my comment. "Not at all, but You're strong and wasting my time; I won't bother you anymore, Little one, so I must kick some other people to the curb. Good luck getting Ace,, if you can make it there!" He suddenly left, and my eyes widened. "HEY GET BACK HERE!" I yelled, not liking he just went into our little fight, as Luffy was worried about Ivanka, who only had a hole through her hair. "DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME YOU TWO! LEAVE KUMA TO ME AND JUST GO AHEAD!" Luffy nodded. "Got it!" He bolted to where I was, grabbing my hand and pulling me with him as we headed to continue to Ace, trying our best to not keep our guard down.

As we continued forwards, some weak marine man and a clueless marine women tried to stop us, but we simply got passed them easily.

Running forwards more, Luffy dodged a man with a spiked club, his leg stretching and kicking him like a whip, before ducking from a sword, punching him out of the way as he gritted, looking my way as I slammed my fist in the ground, scattering more Marines. "These guys are stong!" He spoke, as I nodded. "Yeah! But we need to keep moving forwards!" I spoke, not noticing certain people watching us fight off others as well, as one of the warlord brought the dead back to life?!

My eyes widened with shock. "OHH THEY'RE ZOMBIES!!" A fat creature had a wide grin to his face, bringing the Zombies to us. "Moria! We can't deal with him now!" I turn to him. "You know this fat creature?!" He nodded. "yes! I defeated his ass!" I snorted. "Be the thinks he can defeat you again." As some of the Zombies jumped up in the air, one of them punched to me, as I jumped, simply hopping on his back, pushing him to the floor, as Luffy did the same, but one of them knocked him down, as he moved out of the way quickly, looking back up.

A weird looking Half horse half zombie man shot his guns at me, as I jsust stood their with a tilted head, myself jumping high, as my fingers went close to it's face. "Simple flick." I stated, my fingers flicking onto it's head, as it suddenly launched backwards, crashing into more of the Zombies as Moria's mouth opened with shock. "HE WAS FLICKED?! YOU WERE DEFEATED BY A FLICK?!" Landing simply, the Zombies we thought we defeated got back up, soon surrounding us as I gritted my teeth with annoyance. "Should of learned from the walking dead! These guy's can't die!" I tried to think of something, as some marines ran towards us as well, aiding the Zombies.

Thinking and dodging with Luffy, I looked to the Moria guy, as he probably is the cause.

But, the more we tried to get to him, the more we both got hit, as Ace couldn't take it anymore. "CUTIE!! LUFFY!!" He yelled, making everyone stop, as we both turned to him. "I KNOW YOU BOTH KNOW IT! LUFFY, YOU AND I, WE'RE BOTH PIRATES!! WE BOTH SAILED ON THE SEA AS WE LIKED! I HAVE MY OWN ADVENTURES!! I HAVE MY OWN FRIENDS!! I WANT YOU TO...KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF OF THEM!!" His words shocked us, as we didn't listen and kept moving forward. "DO YOU THINK A WIMP LIKE YOU, LUFFY, AND A GIRL LIKE YOU, Y/N, WANTS TO SAVE ME?! DO YOU THINK THAT I'LL ALLOW YOU BOTH TO DO THAT?! LUFFY! IT'S SO HUMILIATING!!" I know what he's doing; he's worried for Luffy and me as well, as I could sense the lining pitch into his cry to us, which made us not stop but keep going, confusing him more. "DON'T YOU HERE ME?! GO BACK YOU TWO! WHY DID YOU BOTH COME HERE?!" He closed his eyes, his teeth gritting with total regret as my heart broke then and there, myself kicking a marine away from me and ducking a sword.

I can tell he was blaming himself for all of this, as it all wasn't true.

He doesn't deserve this..

He doesn't deserve to die for living his life.

He deserves fairness, as of the rest of us do.

"ACE!!" I screamed as his eyes shot open, Looking straight at me. "I DON'T CARE IF YOU DON'T WANT US TO DO THIS!!! YOU SAID BACK AT IMPEL DOWN YOU WERE GETTING REVENGE FOR A CREW MEMBER!! I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU, BUT GETTING ARRESTED FOR THAT IS SUCH BULLSHIT!" I broke a sword quickly with my hands, and he kept staring at me as I continued. "YOU DYING ON THAT PLATFORM GIVES THESE MARINES A WIN, AND YOU DON'T DESERVE TO DIE BY JUST LIVING YOUR DAMN LIFE!! SO STOP BEING IDIOTIC TO YOUR BROTHER AND LET HIM AND I HELP YOU!! LET US GIVE YOU THE FAIRNESS YOU DESERVE!" I finished, himself not believing your words as they struck his heart, Garps as well, as he had a memory of him and Luffy, cheering and pressing their glasses of Liqued together, forging their brotherhood. He also remembered you, sitting in the cell with him, a smile on your face as you were chained up, not caring about what was going to happen to you; he knew when he talked with you those five hours, something was different, as he has never seen any girl like you, with a strong heart, and a pride so rich.

No one else could believe my words either, not believing that Luffy was his brother, as Gold Roger and his wife died when Ace was born.

As they kept wondering, me and Luffy kept running, towards Ace, as his eyes never left me, as we kicked the shit out of more marines, not bothered by our scratches and bruises.

But, as we kept fighting our way through, Moria sent more of his zombies to surround us, before a huge stream of water went in front of us, onto the Zombies.

Eyes widened, and Luffy and I turned to Jimbei, who landed beside us. "Jimbei!" I spoke, smiling, as he turned to Moria. "If I remember correctly, Moria, your zombie soldiers can't take salt." Moria's eyes widened with shock as Jimbei turned to us. "Luffy-Kun, Y/n-san, let me handle them!"

I nodded. "Got it, be careful." Luffy smiled. "Thank you!" As we continued forward, he ran to follow me, and Jimbei turned to Moria again.

As Sengoku grew annoyed watching us, the marines were shocked that Jimbei was with us. "DON'T LET THE ROOKIES GET AWAY WITH THIS WAR!" With his words, A Giant stood before us, causing us to stop as I looked up at it. "GOT IT! I'M GONNA CRUSH THEM UP!" He lifted his giant club, and I quickly Zoomed, moving Luffy out of the way. As I jumped high in the air before his club hit the ground, his eyes widened in shock as I wasn't there.

My face was blank, my wig staying on my head and blowing with the wind as I zoomed to him, as I was right in front of his face.

Getting ready, my arm went back, and my face turned serious. "NORMAL....PUNCH!!" My left fist slammed into his face as wind and some energy came out of me, blasting throughout the area. Shocked from the amount of current, Luffy, as well as some marines and pirates, covered their eyes with debris as I pushed my fist more onto the giant, his body soon exploding.

Eyes widened, Buggy and Mister Three's mouths widened as blood splattered everywhere, concrete exploding while his guts fell down, as some marines and pirates took cover, others vomiting at the sight. In contrast, others just pissed their pants, as I landed on the ground simply, not a single drop of dirt or blood on me.

Ace's mouth was wide open, but Sengoku's was broader, as he and Garp could not believe how I defeated the giant with just one punch. "H-How..." Garp gulped, underestimating a girl like you, as Whitebeard saw the whole thing, not fearing but showing emotion of proudness, as a smirk was on his face. "I underestimated the brat...she's stronger than she looks."

Kolby, some of the Admrials, and even warlords were shocked as they all eyed me, as my eyes were darkened. "Send all the fucking people you want ... kiss ass..." I spoke, looking up at Sengoku. "BECAUSE NO MATTER HOW STRONG YOU THINK YOUR MEN ARE!! I WILL ALWAYS BE STRONGER, AND I WON'T STOP UNTIL ACE IS OUT OF THOSE CHAINS!!" I snapped, Sengoku's teeth gritting with mixed fear and annoyance as he knew he had to be careful about the men he sent to me.

But, my words didn't affect him; it affected some of the Warlords, as a particular blonde male with a devilish smile chuckled, his outfit looking like he came from a local Zoo. "Man...that's what the marines were saying when describing her as powerful; I'm glad I got to see it in person...just one punch took one of us out, yikes...she's also cute too, with that serious look onto her face FUFUFUFU~ Am I right Mihawk?" A swordsman beside him glared at me, slight sweat dripping down his forehead as the cross on his neck glimmered. 'This girl...is strong....' He thought as he misunderstood me as well but kept his composure. 'No normal human woman like her can do what she just did..and she didn't even change a shade of emotion when killing her opponent; there's not even a scratch or ounce of blood on her....they're fools if they aren't going to be serious now.' Thinking more, the male leaned closer to Mihawk with the same stupid grin."Aww, come on, why the blank face? I know you watched her too; you gotta be impressed with this mystery girl, huh?" The blonde's question made Mihawk glance away. "She just got Lucky; we need to up our game now that we know her true power. Besides, I'm no fool like you to fall for the opponent at hand, flamingo." The man laughed again. "What can I say? She's adorable, trying to be all serious after she punched that giant to death., but we both know under all that adorable exterior, she has a strong demeanor; sucks we are on the opposite side...."

Ace's heart races as your body shines in the sunlight, as did buggies, as your eyes still were glued to Sengoku, no one attacking you right away.

"Marco," Whitebeard spoke as the pineapple turned to him, smirking still. "We can't let that brat or the kid die." He said as Marco nodded, impressed with my attack, too. "Alright." He simply stated, looking to the battle as I was still standing there, marines soon starting to charge at me.

"GET HER AND THEM!!" A marine yelled as Ivanka's crew and some pirates from Whitebeard and Impel Down surrounded me as we all charged toward each other, continuing the war.

Some cannons fired at Whitebeard, which he easily deflected, as everyone continued to fight alongside you and Luffy, protecting and wanting to help save Ace.

It was a madhouse again, and Ace even felt more guilty, his eyes looking to the floor.

"Slash him to pieces!" Someone ordered marines heading to Luffy, and he easily dodged them, taking them down, as well as us, until they started firing cannons, which made Ivonka's crew scatter.

Me and Luffy still ran for it, towards Ace, I deflected the cannons with my fist, as Luffy just blew up like a balloon, both of us reflecting them back to where they came from.

Buggy and Mister Three were impressed, but instead of Luffy, they were watching me with a red face, but lined with slight purple with how powerful I was, some of their allies getting pissed I was getting the attention.

"Buggy! Let's show the world how powerful we are!" One spoke, another one agreeing with the pirate. "Yeah! Let's go to Whitebeard and defeat him!" Many thoughts ran through his head if he managed to beat Whitebeard, wondering what his thoughts would be.

Will you think he's strong? Will you think he's arrogant? No, No, maybe handsome or scared. His thoughts were running wild as a derpy smile pressed his lips, thinking of the reactions you may make.

But, as Buggy was thinking those things, Whitebeard's fleet was still moving forward, trying to get to Ace, as a certain captain Squidward was gone, as Whitebeard got some other fleets to bring the pirates to full force, as he wanted them to Sink the navy ships.

They agreed and followed his orders.

Confused about why all the pirates, except Ivanka's crew, moved left and right, away from heading to Ace, you and Luffy ignored it, as you two continued forwards.

Ivanka's crew struggled against the Marines, they being quite strong without devil fruits as you all did your best to power through.

But, it seemed the marines surrounded us more and more until a familiar voice was heard. "DEATH WINK!" A powerful blast was in front, marines scattering everywhere, and Luffy looked behind to see Iva-chan all healthy and well. "IVAN CHAN!" I smiled as she landed in front of us with her usual smile. "Can you help us clear the way to Ace?!" I asked, turning to Jimbei as well. "Jimbei! Can you help as well?" He turned, and both nodded while more marines charged at us.

Jimbei got an instance. "Fishman Karate!!"

Ivanka got in stance, too. "DEATH!!"

Luffy flew his arms back. "GUM, GUM!!!!"

And I shot up in the air, forming a tight fist with my left hand. "FIST POUND!!!!"

"5000 BRICK FIST/WINK/BAZOOKA/SMASH!!!" We all attacked our special moves, causing a big blast/explosion in front of us, scattering all marines who stood in our way.

It allowed us to clear the way, as Ivanka. Yelled to move forward; as we did, my eyes locked on Ace again. 'We're coming...Ace...' I thought, never leaving my Gaze as a marine captain grew annoyed. "STOP STRAW HAT AND THE OTHERS!" made Moria step before us, laughing. "MUGIWARA!!! I WON'T LET YOU GET THROUGH-EH?" He paused when I jumped in the air to him, and I slammed my fist into his face, causing the warlord to launch back pretty far, not allowing him to do anything.

As he gritted his teeth while landing, Jimbei ran to me. "Go Y/n-san! Don't waste any time! I got Moria!" Unsure of how safe it is for him to fight this guy alone, I knew Luffy needed my help to get to Ace, so I nodded. "Right, be safe, thank you Jimbei." I ran past, heading to catch up to Luffy.

But, my eyes widened when a devil fruit user, who seemed to possess smoke, attacked him with his weapons; as my eyes widened, Ivanka called to him.

The man who attacked him was pretty handsome, as his hair was spiked up slightly, he had cigars in his mouth, and a jacket only hugged his torso, which revealed his abs.

I don't understand why people show off their bodies like that, but I knew this guy was a marine, as his jacket red 'Justice' on the back.

Luffy went to his second gear, attacking him with his arms. Gatling attack, which the man was able to avoid as he was able to launch in the air, before a woman with a sword was about to slice him, until I quickly went in front of Luffy, as he disappeared and I bit the woman sword, breaking it with my teeth.

Her eyes widened with shock, fear lining her face as she looked at me, The man Noticed too, but was cautious as Luffy was now behind him, giving the man the same attack, as he dodged it into the air.

But, more smoke arose from his body, forming long lines to Luffy, taking the shape of tentacles, which he got a hold of as he was now on Luffy, pressing his weapon against the boy's throat slamming him into the ground.

"Luffy!" I yelled, worried as I hit the girl's weak point with my hand, causing her to pass out as I bolted to the both of them, the Marine sensing as he glanced my way, launching smoke at me, as I dodged it quickly. "LEAVE HIM ALONE!" I snapped, slamming my fist into his cheek; he got knocked back but landed and slid on his feet.

Gritting his teeth with annoyance, he should have deflected your punch easily, as it would have had no effect, but as his eyes looked at you, you showed anger and blankness as you stood in front of Luffy.

"You the girl they were describing.........you were able to punch me, that usually never happens...who are you, Kid?" My fist and teeth clench. "It doesn't matter who I am!! Ace's life matters, and I won't let you or any opponent get in my way because..."

Looking up from the ground, my eyes darkened, and glaring at the man, as I got instant, ready to fight my first person with real powers.

"FAIRNESS CAN BE BROUGHT TO GOOD PEOPLE! NOT THE ONES WHO PICK ON THE WEAK!!"

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Author: Sorry if it was short today; wanted to get something out before my motivation was lost. Another chapter should come out sometime next week, but work has been so crazy, so I have no idea when I'd be posting another chapter of this. I hope you enjoyed it, and I'll see you all in the next one.

BYE!!

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Moving right along to Apocalypse

I am a long time Egypt girly so this is fullfilling all of my happy places.

Wait hang on, in my search to see who this Lucy Lawless looking ass woman was I hadn't realized that was Oscar Isaac, my love?! He looks unrecognizable bald and with his eyes closed I guess

I love that A) we've never strayed from the perfection of the theme of X-men and

B) they have kept the absolute ridiculous intro graphics even as the landscape of superhero movies has been constantly changing.

My heart hurts precious baby Kurt he just D;

What do you MEAN Erik is just leading a little farm life with a wife and his baby girl

The casting of Alex and Scott is fantastic at getting the visual similarities, it's really *Chef's kiss*

But also, I don't know how they're going to make me like Jean.

Charles is so chaotic. I love him chaotic. James McAvoy is having too much fun.

Lana Condor as Jubilee is so cute and she hasn't even said a word yet.

I want Moira McTaggert to kill me.

I'm sorry that earthquake went how far from Egypt?

Oh welp, guess I already like Jean because she's just so sad.

I am not looking forward to bald Xavier, his hair is so pretty.

Also noticing that every single UK and Aussie actor in this fucking series has to lower the tone of their voice when switching to a different accent.

Hanky Spanky, you've been pumping, I am distracted every time you fold your arms.

Listen, I KNOW Erik is a murderer, I know killing a whole town police squad is not the way to go, but his bABY?! He's lost every family he's ever made man, I get it.

I can still see Oscar under there. Would.

And a baby storm! Alexandra is so fucking cute.

Charles Xavier has no fucking game left in him.

Absorbing all the what now??? The four horse WHOMST?????

Ororo is very confused by this strange man learning english through the television.

Caliban? What a freaky little guy. Also Kurt is so cute, and I love him and I want everything good for him

Not Hank pointing Scott away for safety; just in case and oh no, I'm enjoying Scott and Jean

and Oh no, not more Raven and Hank, stop torturing this beautiful man. Fucking Kurt.

I know it's not a good thing, but I am in fact team Angel getting his wings fixed. Oh wait not like that that's not.

Okay I mean fuck Raven but also I'm enjoying the Herik beef. Henry's getting a litte spicy.

I'll show you??? I'll SHOW YOU? Erik nah, no thank you stop that we gave him the single fuck, how beautiful. Wait I'm sorry did he just SAND them all? What a steal killing little bitch. Sir you brought him to his concentration camp?????

"But I am here now." Spoken like a true absentee father. He can already move bunkers, amd submarines this is just over kill my guy.

So did his mom tell him who his dad was before or after he broke him out of prison? The third one's always the worst took me a minute to get.

"It was your home, I just lived here." is real bitchy, babe. Like, I get that this allegory of racism is true and painful but girl, it was your home at one point.

The answer? the ANsdkjergoijdfgjxfghjx oh dear. McSCUSE ME. This is very. excuse me did he connect to EVERYONE

ohhi stan

that wreak havoc line was killer tho.

Peter is truly chaotic good, just removing everyone from the building casually while also giving them some lil baby pranks

AND THE DOG I have not stopped smiling at this entire sequence.

Are we getting professor R?

OH NO is there anything even left of Alex?!

Oh no not fucking Stryker.

Charles taught you well, baby. We get a baby dynamic trio?! love themmmm

Okay so mercifully the nukes didn't do too much seemingly; unmercifully I'm guessing that's because mr Absentee father of all mutants wants to do it himself

and oh son of a bitch they're at Alkali.

Cherik going the way of Romeo and Juliet, shocking no one.

Every Stryker is a cunt (trademark)

"Him and my mom, they did it." fucking.

Protect those without?! Chaotic baby angel

I know that grunting ANYWHERE. Hello Weapon X Logan. Not Jean like "fuck it, let's see what happens."

Okay, they made him a wild animal, but he definitely still knows who did this to him. That was a look to the security camera with thoughts in there

Seeing Logan and baby jean interact is real fucking weird. and off he goes with his funny little run.

Almost taken out by his own team member, Scott Summers is god's favorite wet sadboy.

Sorry, I hadn't expected blue dad to just dustify a whole ass city this soon, to make his evil lair of all places.

No Charles, you're just here to look pretty.

Wait but what the fuck happened to Banshee?

And all of Magneto's pals he left with between First Class and Future Past?????

Oh. Oh old man mean EVERYTHING everything, even the junkers.

He's going to ABSORB Charles? Does he just do this everytime he finds somethngi he wants?

wait wait wait.

The magnetic pull implies that in these floating arcs somewhere is Logan just whipping circles.

Hold up. I remember at least basic comic shit, where Mystique is kinda uh Kurt's mom I think? and also Kurt works very similarly to Azazel.

just pointing that out

Peter you can't chicken out of telling your father he's your FATHER.

Once again continuing the tradition of yeeting mutants as they yell.

But also Hanky boy, you just casually buldozed a brick wall with your abs and got back up. I ain't having feelings rn it's good

Kurt's little bad ass Auf Weidersein was so wonderful but sorry he's still just so adorable I wanna put him in a lil box.

Oh okay, so this is how X goes bald; I was right this whole damn movie

Is Angel about to fight a jet? Oh pardon Angel AND Psylocke.

But also that landing was *chef's kiss* I always loved Psylocke RIP probably though, Just kidding, oh wait nevermind.

I was not expecting PETER to be the one slapping Apocalypse around like a punching bag oh wait never mind.

Hank is so good, we don't deserve him.

oh how I love repeating lines in the reverse for reasons of poetic justice.

lolol X blockage

That "I got you" whilst landing on your naked ex-situationship is giving me

a lot of inside feelings to work out. But AGAIN I point out that his american accent lowers the register he speaks in and uhhhhhh

yeah.

Not Hank being knocked right the fuck out from a yeeting D;

Jean's fucking terrifying. But also could you PLEASE move back to stable ground now that you're done?

Oh shit good morning Psylocke!

He restored all her memories?! That's so queer babe, now marry her ass. Good morning Kurt.

Not Jean looking at metal dad for approval within rebuilding home.

"Mystique told me he is your father." Wow, Raven Darkholme's got a loud ass mouth.

Speaking of marrying, you can have more than one. Spiritually.

Chucky has so much faith in his kids it makes me want to cry. The first instance of the Danger Roooooom.