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crazybutgood · 2 years ago
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Birthday appreciation (cluelesspigeons)
Birthday commission for @cluelesspigeons from @nelweensfic 🥰 Happy birthday, Celina!
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Image description: A black paper gift box with a silver ribbon. A tag is attached to it. On the tag, it is written, in cursive in green ink: Celina, Happy birthday my little bird! Thank you for blessing us with a lot of amazing microfics and being a great friend! With love, Nel
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Image description: the gift box is opened. The gift inside is in the foreground: A green origami bird (representing Celina) and an orange origami fox (representing Nel).
Check out Celina's works on ao3 and tumblr and leave her some love!
Bonus individual photos of the fox and bird under the cut :)
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theflyindutchwoman · 6 months ago
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Do we think that Nolan brought coffee for Lucy's birthday? (like he brought coffee + pastries when she came back to work after Day of Death?)
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karihighman · 6 months ago
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From Chicago PD to The Rookie, she’s always got a fan in me ❤️🎊 Happiest of birthdays to this queen, Lisseth Chavez!! Even her former PD and current Rookie cast mates & friends commented on her birthday IG post 😭💙⬇️
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extrovedteen · 11 months ago
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WAIT Y/N! Quick Note: For those of you that saw ‘chapter one’ I decided to just break it down into individual parts all based on NEP’s PUP EP because I’m obsessed and it gives me hardcore Colby vibes so for all of us Colby Brock girls, this ones for us!
Warning: SMUT , FLUFF and everything in between. Enjoy my lovelies, if we like this I may do a Kit Connor one afterwards!
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PART 1: FENDER (COLBY BROCK x READER)
“I really like it when you scream, I really like when you do not hurt me, I really like the way I look up at you and somehow you look down on me kindly.”
"You're not meant for that side of YouTube!" your manager yelled at you through the phone.
"It's what I want to do, I'm not interested in-" you started, trying to be heard.
"You're not doing it!" Your manager said sternly, you felt your heart break, as you knew you weren't in control of your own carer and if you wanted to continue this life, you had to stay a lifestyle guru.
You woke up in a hot sweat, a squeal escaping your lips before you fully woke up and understood that it was just a dream, your subconscious coming through.
"Hey guys, what's up! It's Y/N!" You spoke into your camera, you had just bought a brand new Cannon EOS R5. You had been with Cannon since your dad had bought you your very own Cannon EOS 5DS for your 16 birthday, when it all began. "And Happy Vlogmas Day 1!" You grinned from ear to ear, you were now 22 and vlogmas was the only thing you still truly loved about being a lifestyle guru. "Today we're hanging out with Adelaine Morin, we're going to go to the gym, our personal trainer is waiting for us, somehow we're always late." You laughed into the camera, you felt so fake.
Kris: we should have a sleep over tonight!
You had become close friends with Kris and Celina in the last few years of your career, they were the only ones that truly knew what you wanted to do on YouTube and about your gift
Ever since you remembered you had the gift of clairsentience (noun. the ability to perceive emotional or psychic energy that is imperceptible to the five standard senses.) and therefore you wanted to explore with this gift as it was only getting stronger as you were getting older, but your fan base was with you for lifestyle content and not paranormal investigations. You were worried about losing your fan base if you had a change, so you never did.
You had met Kris and Celina at a Tik-Tok event and the three of you had become inseparable ever since, and you loved spending time together however they knew that they had to hide you in their videos so you'd always be there, but nobody would know.
Celina: At Y/N's? I'll bring crumble!
You smiled at your phone, but then frowned as you knew it was vlogmas and that you needed that time to create content, during Vlogmas it was hard to keep up the double life, so you replied with
Y/N: I truly wish I could, but it's Vlogmas :( and I really need the time to create content.
Kris: Oh, yeah I forgot. It's understandable, but we'll really miss you this month.
Celina: you should just tell your fans the truth, I'm sure they'd understand and be really excited for the new content.
You had wished that it would be like that, but you knew otherwise, you had seen one person who was truly successful at a whole new brand change which was Taylor Swift, and you were no Taylor Swift. Instead you were Miley Cyrus, living a double life.
Y/N: guys unfortunately I'm no Taylor Swift... instead I'm a Miley Cyrus...
Kris: YOU GET THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS!! 👩‍🎤
Celina: CHILL IT OUT, TAKE IT SLOW!
Y/N: THEN YOU ROCK OUT THE SHOW!
You chuckled as you replied, no matter how much you truly cherished your friendships with the other lifestyle guru's especially Adelaine you knew you only truly fit in with Kris and Celina, they made you feel welcomed, they made you laugh and you could always be your truest self without being judged.
Y/N: I have to go! I have the gym this morning, but I'll talk to you guys later
You added to the chat and headed off to pick up Adelaine in your yellow Tesla, your dream car. You picked up Adelaine and the two of you went to grab something for breakfast from Starbucks before heading to the GYM.
"I just picked up Adelaine and we grabbed some Starbucks for breakfast, I got the egg bites and an iced matcha." You said, shaking your drink as you took a sip, your Tesla driving for you. "So good!" You grinned, Adelaine then shared what she got as well before you both said "and now we're on our way to the gym!"
Cut to the gym, it was leg day for you and so your PT talked you through that and you captured as much footage as possible before the session was over. After the gym, you and Adelaine went shopping to target to do some Christmas shopping and found something you knew that Kris would die for and so you recorded yourself putting into in the trolley, as a part of your footage for the day when your phone pinged.
Celina: Sam and Colby are coming to mine, we're filming a video on my haunted house.
As soon as you saw the names of the boys you wished you could go, Sam and Colby you had met them a handful of times as you were in their friend groups and would go to the same parties, you still remembered the first time you had never met Colby as clear as day. You glanced at him from across the room only to see him already looking down on you kindly, it made your breath hitch and your heart flutter. He walked over to you, it was an open mic tik-tok event and he was going to sing his song ‘Skin’ you also sang every now and again, but what influencer didn’t really. You knew how to play the bass and so when you noticed him holding his bass, you walked over to him confidently.
‘Nice Bass, It looks really expensive. I’m Y/N.” You introduced yourself, holding your hand out. He took your hand and kissed the back of it.
‘Colby.’ He replied before smirking up at you ‘Do you know how to play?’ He asked you.
‘Yeah, a little.’ You replied, feeling cheeky. He took his bass off and placed it over you.
‘Back straight, chest out.’ He instructed, you followed his instructions.
‘You lied bunny, you’re good’ He grinned, his breath on your neck as he stood behind you.
‘I know, I was just messing with you.’ You laughed, feeling the tension in the air of him standing behind you and obviously flirting with you.
‘No, say it.’ He said sternly, he very much had dominate energy and you couldn’t help but blush.
‘Say what?’ You asked, confused.
‘Say that you’re good.’ He continued.
‘Okay, I’m good.’ You admitted, turning around and looking into his eyes trying to make him feel just as intimidated.
‘Good Girl.’ He said looking into your eyes, he definitely wasn’t the littlest bit intimidated and he took his bass back before walking out on stage.
You still remembered everything he ‘taught you that night’ even how surprised he was when you played for him and found out how good you were.
You blushed, thinking about it until Adelaine’s voice bought you out of it. ‘Y/N!’ She spoke loudly before waving her hand in your face. ‘What are you thinking about that’s got your face all red? Wait! Is it a guy? Finally!’ She grinned. ‘WHO? Who is it?’ She asked, excited. She had been waiting for you to get into a relationship since you guys had met seven years ago, you had never had a boyfriend before.
‘Nobody.’ You laughed, your phone pinging again.
‘Is that him?’ She asked, reaching for your phone and you instantly became scared of her seeing who was messaging you so you shoved your phone into your pocket.
‘Don’t.’ You said sternly. She was surprised but that but dropped the conversation not wanting to upset you further.
‘Who is that for anyway?’ She asked you, looking into your trolley. ‘Just a friend from back home’ You lied. You hated lying to your best friend of seven years but your fear was far too strong and you knew you needed to keep the two lives separate, if you ever felt the courage to change your carer she would be the first to know, other then those from that other life.
Kris: Count me in!
You sighed, reading the message that had come through
Y/N: Have fun guys!
was all you could say, knowing your fans were counting on you getting enough footage each day for vlogmas. Instead of counting down to Christmas you were counting down the days until you could finally spend time with your best friends and see the boy that you had a crush on, not a crush- you just thought he was cute- or annoying.
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Kris: Colby is talking about you!
Celina: He asked where you are AH
Y/N: Guys, he’s probably just used to me being with you guys and helping you paranormal investigate because I have a gift.
Celina: Yeah and because he probably wants to give you a gift ;)
Kris: BOO YEAH! GOOD ONE.
You just laughed at your best friend’s messages, shaking your head as you sighed, stretched and finished editing the thumbnail as you had already sent off the footage to your editor. By the time you were done it was 12:00AM and you knew they could possibly still be filming.
Y/N: I’m finally done! Be proud.
Kris: We’re so proud of you, beautiful. We’re almost done filming, we’re just about to do some rituals to close.
Celina: Get over here RIGHT NOW! Sam and Colby are staying the night.
You read the messages, and although you were tired 5 minutes ago you were wide awake.
Y/N: Lifestyle guru by day, paranormal investigator by night! I’m on my way!
You replied, getting up of the couch grabbing an energy drink out of the fridge and grabbing your car keys as you walked out the door, you got into your Tesla and drove to Celina’s house, your makeup was still done from earlier that day and you were wearing a tight black dress with a cut in the front exposing skin, you paired it with a leather jacket as it was winter and you’d be filming outside but you wanted to show off your brand new dress.
You got there 45 minutes later as Celina lived in a secluded area the time now reading 12:45AM. You took a few seconds to pull yourself together knowing that you truly had a crush on Colby Brock, no matter how hard you tried to deny it.
“Ello, Ello!” You called out, walking up to the door as you automatically felt goosebumps and the hairs on your skin prick up.
“Y/N!” Kris ran to the door and twirled you around before putting you back down.
“Come into my lair!” Celina said in her demon voice making you all laugh as per usual, dragging you inside. As soon as you stepped inside your eyes automatically looked for Colby’s as your heart fluttered.
“Hey Sam” You smiled, before looking back at Colby “Colby” you added.
“Bunny.” Colby replied, Sam walking over to you to give you a hug “Long time no see” Sam said with a grin.
“I can’t believe you guys wanted for me, I can’t even be in any of the footage.” You stated, feeling disappointed in yourself.
“We just enjoy your company, plus we always know we’re on the right path when you’re here because of your gift.” Colby said, looking at you with the kindest eyes.
You just smiled and nodded before you turned out of the frame and let them continue their filming, all of you walking towards the outdoor cabin, them filling you in on what you had missed.
“We’re going to play this game, it’s basically a ritual. It’s called the corner game.’ Sam started explaining. ‘So basically the idea of the game is to use all of our energy to summon said thing we want to talk to into the space that we’re here.’ He finished before adding on that the whole point of the night was to try and get rid of Elias. You instantly felt the negative energy and knew that it was Elias. “He doesn’t like that.” You said, Colby standing next to you out of the frame but recording Sam speaking. He instantly looked at you, and could tell that you were feeling uneasy.
“It’s summoning him right?” Colby asked and Sam replied “Summoning him into our space.” You nodded your head before Colby assured all of you that they had a plan and not to worry, you took their word for it and you all started the ritual.
Whilst you all undertook the summoning ritual, you were the last in, after Colby so that it would be easier to edit your voice out.
“Y/N! Y/N! Y/N!” You chose your corner and instantly felt Elias’ in the cabin with you, the uneasy feeling following you, you chose your corner and then the ritual went on, the energy just getting worse and worse.
“Y/N! Y/N! Y/N!” You said lastly, walking out of the door and closing it behind you, however Colby needing to go back and close the door so you weren’t in the video.
As soon as you were all out, you started to fall over feeling the negative powerful energy consume you, it was a downside of your gift. Colby caught you “You okay, bunny?” He asked you, worried. You sat down and nodded
“He’s definitely here.” You told your friends. Your friends stood up and started to film themselves using the Alice box hearing ‘Here’ come through which only proved your gift further, Colby was so turned on by your gift, he truly thought it was incredible.
You all filmed the last part of the video which was the banishing ritual, and by the end of it you truly didn’t feel his presence anymore, the video was complete and filming wrapped.
“Your gift is incredible” Colby said looking at you, everyone else agreeing.
“The way that you said ‘He’s definitely here’ and then the Alice box said ‘here’ that’s so crazy.” Sam added.
“Thanks guys, well in good news I don’t feel him anymore.” You assured them.
“Thank you.” Celina said thanking everyone. “It’s getting late.” Celina said, looking at her phone as you all walked back into the house, It was now 2AM.
“We should all get the bed, and we’ll hangout tomorrow morning?” Kris asked, everyone agreeing.
“Is there anywhere for me to sleep?” You asked, not really wanting to drive another 45 minutes home.
“Of course! We were thinking maybe You and Colby could share the cabin?” Celina asked, Kris’ eyebrows raising as a small chuckle left her mouth.
“What’s funny?” You asked, obviously knowing what they were implying, everyone could feel the sexual tension between the two of you although you’d both always deny it.
“Nothing.” Kris said, “It’s just probably less scary with you there due to your gift” She said, saving herself.
“Nice save” You laughed.
“I don’t mind, bunny.” Colby said, using that nickname that he knew made you swoon.
“Okay, then neither do I.” You said, daring.
“Well, goodnight.” Kris smiled, giving you a hug and walking inside. Celina and Sam following her inside, after Celina also gave you a hug.
You just looked up at Colby before twirling, showing of your brand new dress. “I guess your stuck with me” You said meeting his eyes that were looking down on you kindly, every time.
“I don’t mind that” He admitted, the two of you walking into the Cabin.
It was now 3:30AM and the two of you still weren’t asleep, you had gotten cold and so he gave you his sweater which was apart of the new XPLR merch, it was the purple ‘busy fighting demons’ sweater, you had been wanting one and now you had one and it smelt like Colby. However it fit you terribly but it was okay because you felt all cute and chic. You hadn’t spoken much to each other, only stealing glances when you’d look up from your phones. You were sleeping head to toe together in bed, and occasionally you could feel his leg touch yours and you weren’t sure if it was on purpose or because of the way you sit in the single bed together.
“I’m starving, I didn’t eat dinner.” You admitted.
“No dinner, bunny?” You asked, again that nickname made your heart flutter, although it was the only thing he called you, it always caught you off guard.
You pouted. “Unfortunately not, I was so busy with my daily footage.” You admitted. “I only had breakfast earlier before the gym.”
“There is a McDonald’s 25 minutes away.” He asked, looking at the maps on his phone. “Come on, my shout” He said and you were too hungry to disagree so you followed him out of the door.
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25 minutes later you both arrived at the McDonald’s and ordered your food, Colby parked in the parking lot and you both got out and sat in his trunk which had a lot of space in the back. You ate your food and talked about life, just getting to know each other and it was obvious that you both liked each other.
“You have sauce” He said, rubbing his thumb under your lip. You both looked into each other’s eyes “Your eyes are so beautiful.” He admitted, you gulped before the two of you knew it your lips were crashing together as you kissed each other passionately. You bit his bottom lip and giggled. “You’re so beautiful.” He added before you both hid in the trunk, you were pretzeling your legs as you fell back into the trunk, you both had so many tattoos and you couldn’t help but admire his.
You wanted to take things slow, but the sexual tension was so strong that your legs instantly wrapped around his waist, dragging him down on top of you and the two of you started making out again. “Colby” You said, biting his bottom lip again, driving him crazy. “Bunny” he whispered into your ear, as his hands rubbed down your sides “Can I?” He asked, his hand meeting the top of your panties, he was asking for consent to put his hands inside your panties which made you admire him even more, you nodded your head as you nuzzled your head into his neck, biting his neck and leaving little love bites. “You’re driving me crazy” he admitted, but you already knew you were. His hands found your clit through your panties and he started to rub against it, making you wet. You had never been with anyone else so this was your first time, you didn’t want to ruin the moment so you didn’t tell him that.
“What do you want to do?” He asked you, before your hands were also in his pants, rubbing his hard on.
“I want something baby” you replied before whispering “guess” in his ear.
When you assured him that’s what you wanted, he started to undress you, taking off your dress, leaving you in your underwear. His hands making their way inside your panties as his fingers found their way inside, still rubbing your clit. You started to moan softly into his ear.
“Fuck, Bunny you feel so tight.” He spoke dominantly. You instantly knew it was because you were a virgin, you had always dreamed of losing your virginity to your soulmate because you believed in that type of stuff but you wanted him more than you had ever wanted anyone.
Your hands unbuckled his belt and you pulled his pants down, him helping you with this before your hands started to jerk him off. He moved you on top of him, so you were sitting on his face as he fingered you and ate you out moaning while he did so. “You taste so good” He assured you.
You started to suck his cock, jerking him off while your mouth is around him, this making him scream enjoying it so much. He would have never guessed that you were a virgin. Soon your breath was hitched as he started to pump two fingers inside of you, you now understood why everyone enjoyed sex.
You started to experience your first orgasm, feeling his tongue against your clit, rubbing it as fast as he could.
Whilst he did this, you continued to suck him off, licking in between his tip, focusing on the side. “Fuck!” He groaned as you both started cumming together.
You laid down next to him after this, looking up at him. “Good Girl” he whispered, kissing the top of your head. You really like it when he didn’t hurt you.
You started to trace his tattoos, “How many do you have?” You asked him. “11” He told you before the two of you fell asleep in the trunk.
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Ending Note: AYO that was good, I think? What did you guys think? Next SONG will be PUP!
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acutiewithagun · 1 year ago
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Can I request a platonic Yandere future and present rottmnt turtles with a present-time m/c? The future turtles (all of them, even Raph and Donnie) manage to travel in time with Casey and find m/c. Could you make it a longer fic, too?
I actually sent Celina some headcannons of this idea a while back, here they are if you are interested :)
(I will do my best to do the older turtles justice. Also great head cannons, I enjoyed reading them. Sorry if this is too long, I got a bit carried away. But at least I got two hours of sleep.)
Past, present, and future?
You had seen the news two years ago, weird pink aliens, mutant turtles, and the almost destruction of New York City. It had almost made you move away, but your new job and decent living conditions kept you there. And it's not like you'd ever be wrapped up in any of that.
Interestingly enough after that fiasco a species called 'yokai' emerged from out of nowhere. Most were kind and normal enough that they just naturally blended into human society. But along with yokai, mutants also started showing themselves. Same deal as the yokai for the most part, but a few were revealed as villains.
Again, it's just information you had acquired naturally over time, not something you would ever get involved with. You lived your boring happy life without many complaints.
You turned the television off and stood up with a stretch, groceries were dwindling in your apartment. And your roommate asked you to pick up a new book for them from the bookstore they frequented. So you walked over to the door and slipped on your jacket. Reaching over to the kitchen counter by the door, you ran your fingers through the key bowl.
Acquiring the needed key you gripped it and threw open the front door. You exited the door and locked the door knob. Giving it a quick turn to make sure it was locked, you started heading down the stairs of the apartment building. The elevator doors were broken on your floor so that forced you to use the stairs. Not that you were complaining too much, more exercise for you.
You looked up at the fading sun and semi-cloudy sky. Shaking your head, you start walking along the sidewalk with the tote bag you had snabbed before walking out of your apartment for groceries. It didn't appear like it would rain anytime soon, so walking would be fine. It was growing late however, so getting a taxi back was definitely something you would have to do.
Your mind wandered back to the original mutant reports that happened when you were a teen. Sure it wasn't that long ago, but it sure felt so long ago. Everyone thought it was just fancy editing that people did to scare the public. But after the alien attack nobody could deny what happened years prior.
You saw movement out of the corner of your eye and reached into your pocket. Inside was a taser your buddy got you as a birthday present in case of anything. You gripped it tightly as you continued your trek to the place you buy groceries for the apartment.
Reviewing the information, you recalled the amount of people you allowed to see the location of your phone. You gave yourself a reassuring nod as you turned the corner. Unfortunately you were so distracted with thoughts you accidentally collided with someone. You stumbled back and took your hand out of your pocket to rub your nose.
"Sorry for bumping into you." You finally looked at the person you had the accidental collision and felt your breathing hitch. Standing in front of you was one of those mutant turtles. But oddly he looked... older? He gave you a grin as he leaned down closer to your face. He had red markings peeking out from a blue mask that covered his face. "It's alright, say what are you doing out so late?" You took a step back while maintaining eye contact with the stranger who looked like one of New York's saviors. "Just walking around, I hope you have a nice day." You make your way around him only to spot a younger version of him on the other side. You blink in confusion but continue walking, not wanting to get involved if you didn't need to.
You heard slight whispers from behind you and hurried your pace. Once you made it to the grocery shop of your choice you started collecting the items on your grocery list. Something about the interaction rubbed you the wrong way. You felt... unnerved to say the list. You were tense as you looked at cans of food you considered buying. Pushing the feelings down you ignored it all and simply finished your shopping.
Stepping outside again, the sun was almost completely gone. You realized you had just enough daylight to get that book your roommate wanted. Seeing as they were on a business trip, you decided to do them the simple favor. You started the short walk to the book store with a smile at your haul of food.
You entered the store, taking in the scent of old and new books along with the jingle of the bell. You looked around the shelves as you spotted the book of desire. You reached up and grabbed it, flipping it back and forth to double check it was the correct book. Once you confirmed it by skimming the pages you walked along the shelves. A bit of browsing never hurt anyone, plus you were already there.
You ran your fingers over the binding of the books as you slowly walked down the aisles. A small smile graced your lips as you sighed happily. Pulling yourself back to reality you walked around to the counter and purchased the book. You begrudgingly stepped out of the lovely building and into the nosiey city shrouded in darkness. Letting out a huff of frustration you pull out your phone. You balanced the tote bag on your shoulder as you also shoved the book inside. You scrolled through the taxi app you got recently, hoping it would make getting a cab easier.
As you were focused on your phone, someone tapped you on the shoulder, causing you to flinch. You snapped your head around to see the perpetrator that scared you as you stuck both hands in your pockets. Chuckling at your response the older turtle from earlier gave you a smirk as he backed up, hands in the air to show he meant no harm.
"Woah, calm down fighter, just little ol' me." Little was an understatement this man was at least in the six feet range. However you brushed the comment off and brought out your phone again, keeping your other hand on the taser. "Sorry, I get jumpy at night." You didn't trust him, but a conversation would keep him distracted long enough for your cab to arrive. "Ah, understandable, but I seriously wouldn't hurt cha. Sure I'm capable, however you are too special to harm."
With that he unceremoniously ruffles your hair with his hand. Something about his wording made you all the more cautious of the stranger. "Um, thanks, I guess." He gave you a wink, removing his hand from your head. He watched as you fixed your hair. "So why are you still out so late?" You looked at the app on your phone, frowning when you noticed the wait time went up by another fifteen minutes. "Waiting on a taxi. But at this point I might as well just walk."
The strange turtle man gave a hum of understanding as you started walking away. "Hey, hold on, is it really that safe to be walking on your own?" You hear him start to walk slowly behind you, tightening your grasp on your taser. "Positive, I've made the walk many times before." You speed up your stride, which in turn made him speed up until he was walking side by side with you. "Still, I can offer my company till you get home." The way he said this didn't sound like he was giving me an option. But you took the bait anyway.
"No, it's really fine, I insist you go back to do what you were originally doing." You were so distracted, you hadn't noticed how close you were to your apartment complex now. "I was just on a nightly stroll, nothing too urgent." You groan as you spot your building and look at him finally. "Well you got your way, have a great night sir." With that little bit, you headed up the stairs. You didn't look back at him, but you could feel his stare on the back of your neck. You rushed up the stairs and quickly got to your apartment.
You fumbled with your key before jabbing it in the lock and turning it to allow you into the apartment. Once inside you close the door and lock it, tossing the key into the key bowl. You rest your tote bag on the counter and start putting the food away.
Once you finished with that basic chore, you fished the book out of the bag. You opened your roommate's door to their room and placed the book on their bed. After that you closed the door and stalked over to the couch. You all but flopped across the entire thing as you tried to wrap your head around the events that transpired earlier.
Being unable to however, made you rub your face with your palms and groan. You tiredly got up and made your way to your room. You figured you could do your night routine to get your mind off everything. It was most likely a one time thing that would never occur again. Or, at least that was the hope.
Opening the door to your own bedroom, you walk in, only to be stopped by a large, translucent, purple barrier with some type of signal on it. "Donnie, we agreed on deploying the barrier after they fully entered the room." An audible scoff was heard and you snapped your head to the sound. "I know Angelo, but does it matter now?" A groan was sound as you continued looking through the darkness of the room. "Nardo was right, they really are observant."
Two turtles emerged from where my window was located and I took a few steps back. Only to bump into another one of those barriers. "What are you doing in my apartment!?" Your eyes were wide as you looked between the two. The purple wearing bandana one was shorter and also wore a purple hoodie. The orange mask wearing one was only a bit taller but appeared to be wearing some kind of cloak. And wait... Is that hair? You were positive reptiles couldn't grow hair.
"To answer your inquiry, we are here to bring you home." The older one nodded. "Staying here just isn't safe enough. But don't worry, everything is all set up for you back at the lair." You see the barriers now surrounding you on all sides, preventing any type of escape. You watch with unrest as they slowly get closer, all you can do is hold onto the taser still in your pocket.
Once they get close enough the barriers drop and you bolt out of the room. But you don't get too far before some type of chain wraps around your ankle. You tripped and fell forward, thankfully the taser landed close to you after your hands were forced out of the pockets.
You quickly snatch it as you are dragged back into the room. You hold it out in front of you and the purple one scoffed. He closed the door to your room as the older turtle crouched down to your level. "Why do you have that? It's not a sufficient tool to protect yourself with." The younger one of the two easily takes the taser from your hands as the other turtle starts wrapping you in the chain as you wriggle around.
"It normally works well enough." You bit back in hopes of deterring their task at hand. But unfortunately that just earned a sympathetic chuckle from the one tying you up and a head pat. "I forgot how stubborn you are, Donnie, mind picking them up?" The one addressed as Donnie nodded and swiftly lifted you up. "I would advise against struggling any further, I really don't want to accidentally drop you." And with those final words the two quickly moved out of your window and up to the roof tops.
They moved quickly and efficiently, but you just felt like a buoy, being jerked up and down as they flew. At some point Donnie activated a jetpack looking thing. And the one earlier addressed as Angelo was simply flying. Soon they landed and took you down into an abandoned subway station. Once there you were immediately swarmed by turtles. Older and younger counterparts of each other. And oddly enough a young boy, maybe about fourteen was there as well.
You were taking in too much information at once as you were ushered into a subway train car. The orange wearing pair left first to make food for everyone. Then the purple duo left, discussing something about security. And finally the blue two left to get whatever they identified as activities. Now just left with the extremely large red wearing match and the young human boy.
They worked to untie you from the chains, freeing you for hugs you weren't expecting. You were trapped between the bigger red one and the smaller red one. The human boy hugged you from the front. You tried to free yourself but gave up when none of them budged.
"Would someone at least tell me what is going on? Maybe give me names to my captors." The older version of the spikey turtle cleared his throat and gave me a toothy smile that showcased his snaggletooth. "Don't worry your head about a thing. We brought ya home so you could be safe. You can call me El." The smaller one was careful not to squeeze too tightly. "An' I'm Raph, but we aren't captors, we're heroes." You stared hesitantly at him, not really believing him at all with your predicament. "I'm Casey Junior, we knew you in the future and now you won't die again!" You looked at the young man in shock at his words. "Hold on, future? Die again? I don't understand."
Before anyone could respond the purple ones entered back in. "We came from an apocalyptic future where we could not defeat the Kraang. You unfortunately perished early into the battle. It deviated all of us, but you're alive here, alive and now completely safe from harm." You gawked at the older one as he talked. "Oh right, you may call me Tello." The smaller one was messing with the gauntlet on his arm. "I'm Donnie, just to make names easier."
You nodded hesitantly as the hug moved to a large couch in the room. You were grateful not to be standing with all that weight on you anymore. "But I was fine before, why bring me here?" Again, another person broke through to answer. "Easy, protecting you at our lair is a lot easier than the dangerous city, I'm Mikey!" The younger of the two orange wearing turtles excitedly proclaimed as he placed some plates of food for everyone. "I'm Angelo, and also because we missed you so much we want to spend as much time with you as possible."
You stare at the food skeptically as the blue pair joins the group again. "Ooo, introductions, well you can call me Leo." The younger one did a fancy pose as the older one smirked. "And I'm Nardo, just so you know, our counterparts share the same names as us but we decided on nicknames to make it easier on ourselves." You nodded in understanding as they all sat down to eat at a table in the room.
You were sat in-between all of them as they ate, barely being about to stomach what you were given from stress. You had to get out of here, but what could you do?
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violasghost · 6 months ago
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The Rookie, Episode 6x8 discussion
I feel a little better about the future of Chenford after this episode. I'm still worried, but instead of 40/60, it feels more like 60/40 chance that Chenford is endgame. Lucy is a great TO. I think at this point she could do whatever she wanted and be successful. I enjoyed the awkwardness between Chenford in Greys office, and think that Tim 100% doesn't know how to handle his emotions so 99% of the time he avoids talking about them. I was kind of hoping for a moment we would get to see Tim in Dr. London's office talking about his struggles, to better understand his psyche, but I'm guessing they wont have much time for that. I hope even if Blair is found to be corrupt, that Tim still seeks help. But as a dog lover and Kojo fan, it was sweet to see his return. I'm a little surprised that no one else wished Lucy a happy birthday, especially Celina since shes so into astrology, but maybe another moment that the writers wanted to single out Tim, which I guess is a positive sign for the future of their relationship. Keeping the faith and hope to see good things for both characters in the future.
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My thoughts on 6x08:
What was the point of having this Bailey and Nolan storyline if they were going to drop it after a few episodes?
While I really liked the last Chenford scene and it made me hopeful, I do wonder if anyone else except for Aaron remembered Lucy's birthday but it doesn't seem like it
I'm liking this growing friendship with Celina and Lucy more and more
I get the feeling that Tim already knew something was up when he saw Blair and Mad Dog in the elevator together. They didn't do a good job of covering things up. I'm guessing that's why Tim kind of flirted with her in the elevator. He's not the kind of guy that would flirt like that especially the therapist he's talking to all the while still being in love with Lucy
Now I'm very intrigued about this story with Monica and Blair, I'm guessing this will unfold in the finale. I just want to know why Blair is doing this, what's her reasoning for all of this?
Now I was happy to see Kojo again, even though the scene was heartbreaking
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tevantarlos · 6 months ago
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For me, you’re totally right!!! The writing has been so terrible lately. I didn’t know where else to rant, so I apologize in advance for the HUGE rant.
It’s getting annoying and tiring that we have to follow up with so many different storylines.
It doesn’t even make sense anymore. I mean, we have at least five more villains. Of course, we knew some from before but it’s STILL unbearable. They tried to fit so much into an episode when it could’ve fit into an entire season.
For reference, there were a lot of unfinished storylines:
- Rosalind’s accomplice
- People targeting the police and someone taking out the “guy” behind it (why was it brushed over???)
I don’t know about you but I’m TIRED of Monica. There was a lot of screen time that could’ve gone to the main characters of the show but it didn’t.
But what I’m hating right now is the way Everton treats Lucy.
IT’S INFURIATING. After Jackson’s death, it seemed like she had no one other than Tim or Tamara. However, she doesn’t have either at the moment.
IT WAS ALSO SUPPOSED TO BE HER DAMN BIRTHDAY!!! Why did no one say anything? They (Angela and Nyla) also brushed off what she said about having 12 undercover identities. I don’t know about you but they’ve never been encouraging.
It’s sad and disheartening that her friend is a LITERAL teenager and treats her better than everyone else on the show. With Tim out of the picture, she’s alone. I mean, what happened to everyone’s friendship? It used to be Nolan, Jackson, and Lucy. I know they used to date but I mean, come on, they moved on so why shouldn’t they stay friends?
The fact that Nolan’s more friendly with his ROOKIE is baffling. (I love Celina by the way, this isn’t a diss.
I mean, what happened to character development? We don’t see much of Aaron or Celina. They waste so much time with storylines that fizzle out the next episode and don’t matter anymore because either Angela, Wesley, or whoever can’t (legally speaking) touch the criminals.
I’m more upset that they ruined Chenford. For drama? This show won’t be getting renewed in the future, maybe there’ll be an eight season but come on…It’s upsetting how we won’t see Lucy and Tim together anymore. Wasted five seasons of my life only for them to break up and end their relationship in one.
Personally for me, I believe Lucy and Tim are the ones who have TRULY been through it.
I mean, I understand everyone else has their stuff. However, Lucy has been kidnapped and nearly died. Her parents aren’t even supportive of her career. Her best friend died.
TRIGGER WARNING (ABUSE/SUICIDE)
DOWN BELOW
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While Tim was abused by his father, found out about his father’s affair, had to sell the house he was abused in, etc. He went to war and now the whole thing with Mad Dog jumping off the roof!
Meanwhile, everyone else is happy. Sure, they went through so much but they AT LEAST HAVE SOMEONE TO HELP THEM THROUGH IT!
THESE TWO HAVE NO ONE!!! They aren’t married or have good parents!!!
Sorry for my rant, feel free to ignore but I’m sad about the turnout of this season. I wished they somehow got married and moved into a beautiful house far away from this chaos, and had at least three children by next episode but that won’t happen.
There's too much to try and keep track of in too few episodes.
The pacing of the episodes is utter crap because they tried to cram a full season worth of shit (which is usually 20 to 22 episodes), into half a season of 10 episodes.
So the storylines are all over the place. The characters are running around like chickens with their heads cut off.
Don't apologize. I bitch a lot on this blog. No one I know in RL watches the show, so the only people I can rant to are other fans on here.
Where do you get 5 more villains? I thought it was 3. Monica, Blair and the guy who I think is mobbed up, that Lucy's working for as UC, and taking care of his kid. Who else do you think is involved? Oscar? I think he just did Monica a few favors. I don't see him as one of the villains of the season.
As for the unfinished storylines, I'd be very surprised if they finished them. The show has a lot of problems and this, and the timeline are major ones, imo.
I hate Monica and have ever since she came on the scene. All her BS doesn't interest me at all, and I want Angela to kill her.
Who is everton? I'm sure you meant someone else, because I don't know a single character with that name. So, I can't comment on it because I don't know. Do you mean Primm, the guy that stopped her from making Detective?
I hate that Lucy lost both Tim and Tamara this season. Also, don't get me started on the birthday bullshit. Tim's the only one who remembered and even did something for her.
John's supposed to be her friend, but ever since Jackson was killed and Bailey's stupid ass got with him, he's basically been like 'Lucy, who?'
As for Angela and Nyla, I'm already pissed that they were being assholes to Lucy earlier in the season. Angela only gets involved with Lucy, when it involves Tim. Nyla doesn't give a shit in any way.
John doesn't have time for Lucy. He's up his lame ass wife's ass all the time, and dealing with Celina's spiritual bullshit.
Honestly, while Celina has grown on me a little, I still like Aaron more and want him to have more screen time than her. But yet, I'm assuming their scenes were cut since there was only 10 episodes and they had to force the drama bullshit though, so their scenes were cut.
Yeah, I agree about Chenford. They've both been put through the ringer this season more than anyone else, and yet they get fucked over while everyone else gets to be happy. That's such bullshit.
I'll admit, I like drama. It makes shows interesting. However, when the drama and bullshit doesn't let up and my favorite characters are sad/hurt/lonely/abandoned all the fucking time, it doesn't make me want to keep watching, as it's too depressing.
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escapismqueen · 2 years ago
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Chenford + everyone finds out
Hi, Thankyou for your request 🥰hope this is okay. If you would prefer more of a fanfiction style headcanon with more detail, I’d be happy to give it a go 🥰
Headcanon- Everyone’s reaction to finding out that Tim and Lucy are dating
Hc- everyone finding out.
Angela FOR SURE knows what's going on. All those side glances and smirks at Nolans house, and the whole ‘Timothyyyy, do you have feelings for Lucy?’ She definitely knows that they both have feelings for each other, and she’s very quick and smart, so she’s absolutely aware that Tim and Lucy are dating. When the announcement happens, her smirk just gets bigger. Then she sneakily takes her phone out of her pocket and shows all the pictures she’s taken the past few weeks of Tim and Lucy ‘thinking’ they were alone 😂the pictures consist of hand touches, faces close together, she even managed to catch them kissing after work ! Tim and Lucy would stand there with their mouths open, Lucy would grab the phone and look through them, whilst Tim and Angela just have a stare off. Afterwards, Lucy would sneakily get Angela to send her the pictures to set one as her Lock Screen 🥰Angela would definitely take Tim to one side and say “I’m really happy for you, I’ve not seen you look this happy. You and Lucy are great together” she knows what Tim has been through in the past and is really glad that he’s now in a good place with someone great who clearly cares about him and only has his best interests at heart.
If Nyla hasn’t found out from Angela, then she definitely has her suspicions, but had decided it’s ‘not her business’ and that they’ll come out with it when they’re ready. The news is not shocking to her at all, she knows how protective Tim has always been of Lucy, and always had her suspicions that his protection of her went beyond just being her TO. She’s definitely suspected that they might be dating in the last couple of weeks, because shes never seen Tim so smiley. It’s definitely freaking her out seeing Tim like that 🤣she’s also noticed that Lucy has more of a bounce in her step so she’s made her own conclusions (which happen to be very true). Besides, Nyla isn’t stupid, she knows that there’s a reason Tim suddenly decided to ‘change jobs’.
Nolan literally has no clue what’s going on. When it’s revealed they’re dating, he looks so shocked “you two are dating ? For how long? This is great news, I mean, surprising but great news, I’m so happy for you two !” Then he turns to Bailey and says “did everyone already know this ?” And Bailey just pats him on the arm with a “yeah babe, it’s ridiculously obvious” 🤣
Aarons reaction is just a simple ‘Finally !!’ He’s been shipping Chenford since day 1. And we know that he wasn’t Chris’ biggest fan, but it’s obvious that he likes Tim and definitely knows that Tim and Lucy are perfect for each other.
Celina will tell them that ‘the universe always had this plan’ that Lucy and Tim are ‘meant to be’ she’ll say that their auras work beautifully together and then give them a rundown on how they can best keep their relationship ‘flourishing’ by telling them all about their astrological signs’ traits in relationships, and how each of them can best cater to each others needs. She’ll definitely ask for each of their birth times and birthdays so that she can analyse their charts. Tim would straight up refuse, but Lucy would be so up for it and most definitely knows Tim’s details.
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that-fandom-writer · 2 years ago
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fanfiction prompts
OK so this is a collection of different prompt posts i’ve made before all in one place lol some are part of the chenford march madness some are not. 
“Tim you once said you’re a show me, guy, show me how much you love me”
*Tim gets smacked in the back of the head* “Timothy did you lie to me when you said you didn’t have feelings for Lucy because that is the only reason you’d take a desk job”
any sort of Wopez smut
a pov of Angela and Wesley each while she is taken
Angela wakes up from a nightmare from her kidnapping
the Wopez wedding that was shot that we didn’t get to see
Angela made fun of Wesley for crying when Jack was born
Tim and Lucy’s first “I love you”
a Wopez and Chenford double date
Aaron getting a love interest
a conversation between Nyla and Tim about how even tho they havent always liked each other they respect each other and have shared love for their shared friends
a double date with Nyla/James and Wopez
everyone in the station finding out about Chenford - Angela gets mad that Smitty won the bet
Tim and Lucy discuss what theyve been through and how it just makes sense that they fell in love
Chris seeing Tim at the court house and putting the pieces together
Genny finds out and tells TIm she figured as much all along
Another base ball practice
a family outting day with Wopez and Nyla/James
Lucy finds out shes pregnant
an outsider flirting with Tim and or Lucy in front of the other
a woman flirting with Wesley infront of a pregnant hormonal Angela
Elijah finally getting arrested for good
Ashley running in to Tim and Lucy while they are out and actually being happy for them
Visits to Jackson’s grave
1-    I love you
2-    Lucky (for march 17th)
3-    T.O. / Rookie time
4-    Proposal
5-    Hike with Kojo
6-    Pregnancy announcement
7-    Wedding
8-    Smut
9-    Double date with Wopez
10-  Metro dude flirting with Lucy
11-  New female rookie flirting with Tim
12-  Lucy tells Tim about Noah (the meaning of hot pants and that Bradford)
13-  One of them goes missing and the other is worried
14-  Lucy tells Tim “you said you are a show me guy, show me how much you love me”
15-  Another baseball practice
16-   Anniversary Celebration
17-  Family Vacation outside of LA
18-  Chaperoning kids’ field trip to aquariam/ museum/ historical site (with all the correct details)
19-  New pet after Kojo dies
20-  Kid has a temper tantrum
21-  Tim catches his daughter making out with a boy in her room- how is she punished (she tries to manipulate him in response to get her way)
22-  Lucy asks X to walk her down the aisle
23-  Tim meets his first grandbaby
24-  Vampire/werewolves or witches au
25-  Tim taking his son for his first haircut
26-  Tim’s motorcycle (Tim in leather pants must be included)
27-  Magician Tim and Lucy
28-  Tim and Lucy visit your favorite place
29-  Getting hotdogs at Pinks
30-  Date night at the LA Forever Cemetery for a classic movie
31-  Accidently eloping in Vegas/ Reno/ Atlantic city
32-  White elephant Christmas party
33-  Tim needs Glasses
34-  Genny gets married
35-  Prom stories
36-  Tim in basic training
37-  Couples Halloween
38-  4th of July picnic
39-  Tim tells their grandkids about the first and second date
40-  Morning after their first time
41-  Talking about the fake proposal to Ashley
42-  Discussing why they dated Ashley and Chris
43-  “I’ve never been in love”
44-  I’m not your type Tim
45-   Birthdays
46- kids pranking Tim and Lucy
1-      Wopez date
2-      Wopez wedding
3-      James and Nyla date
4-      Double date with James/Nyla and Wopez
5-      Elijah getting caught and arrested
6-      Aaron getting a love interest lol
7-      Aaron and Celina playing D&D
8-      Abigail and Henry’s wedding
9-      Nolan and Bailey wedding
10-   Jack Lopez-Evers birthday party
11-   Wopez smut
12-   Jealous Wopez
13-   Jealous James/Nyla
14-   James and Wesley watch the kids so Nyla and Angela can have a night out
15-   Patrice at the station again lol (that was so fun)
16-   Smitty’s reality show
17-   True Crime episode on Rosalind
18-   Everyone at the station have different visits to Jacksons grave
19-   The POV of Wesley while Angela was kidnapped
20-   Nolan’s bachelor party
21-   Grey’s retirement party
22-   Angela discusses her trauma from her kidnapping
23-   Celina’s mom finds out she actually does patrol
24-   Nolan’s brother comes back
25-   Main character death
26-   The birth of the new Wopez baby
27-   Henry and Abigail have a baby
28-   New rookie is actually a badge bunny
29-   One of the kids is in danger (please let the kid be ok)
30-   Nyla talks to James about UC
31-   James at the community center (just more about what goes on there)
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dragon-tamer-1 · 2 years ago
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It was Tox's birthday back on Saturday! Aaaa why do I keep forgetting my own oc's birthdays!
Happy belated birthday Tox(and very late birthday to Andromeda and Eclipse, and Celina, whose birthdays were in October)
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pianocat939 · 2 years ago
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Yo Celina guess who's bday it is?
Yeah it's my birthday 😎🥳
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Happy Shot Out of the Womb Day!
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amplifyme · 1 year ago
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I’m back with a huge update~ :DDDD
TPOB Chapter 4, 5, and 6
Picking up where I left off:  
WAIT SO NOT ONLY DID DIANA NOT GO WITH VINCENT BUT SHE WAS RETURNED LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED AND HAD BEEN DUPED ALONG WITH ELLIOT BY MITCH DENTON AND NOW SHE’S GOTTA SOMEHOW FIGURE OUT HOW TO FIND VINCENT--
AND CELINA FINISHED HER CATHY EXTRACTION AND VINCENT’S NOT DOING TOO HOT--
You could say I’m a bit invested in how this turns out. XDDD
"Do you ever forget, Father, that he's not like everybody else? You ever, I don't know, catch a glimpse of him out of the corner of your eye and it hits you all over again, how different he is?" The look she got in response was a curious one, surprised at first, then reflective as he took a minute to think over her question. He folded his half-gloved hands together and rested his chin against them, looking at her over the top of his glasses. "I suppose I do, from time to time. We've spent so long in each other's company - better than a third of a century now - that I suppose it's only natural I might forget. But I'm generally quickly reminded by something Vincent will say, or do, or perhaps simply by the way he'll hold himself: a certain posture. His utter stillness, the singular focus, his… unique talents and skills. His spirit, though, Diana, his heart, those things can never be forgotten. Loved that passage-- and definitely a hallmark of the series and its characters. 
Diana and Father’s back-and-forth, her speech about the miracle of Vincent, that entire scene: exquisite. I enjoy so much how your D and Father have a deep sense of understanding and care towards one another, especially when V and Father are struggling through this particular plotline. 
This description of Elliot was both sombering and, I admit, humorous: He was not a happy man, and his expression reflected it. He looked indignant. As if the thought of people like the Corbin family existing at all offended him on some deep level. 
Vincent and the Other’s dialogue-- “I want!”-- is a nice homage to Nan’s work; and, I might add, a touch of something different. I haven’t pinned just what yet but will jot it down when it hits me. 
VINCENT’S BACK; and there’s a pleased side to me knowing he hasn’t missed Jacob’s birthday. Aaaaaaaaaaand he’s been stripped to his basics, uh oh. 
Interesting angle Celina is playing; we’ll see how that develops. >:))
Father and Diana talking some more, awww. Father truly is cynical-- interesting when compared to Diana (and her growth.) 
Speaking of Father, his ping-pong eyes while Diana is figuring out Vincent was and Diana’s senses and anger and Vincent’s abandonment and anger as well as D and V’s slight falling out-and-in were great touches to end the chapter on~. 
Also: medium silence. Nice. 
Oh, I’m not done yet-- ONTO CHAPTER 5!
After a short time Narcissa ordered, "Give me your hand, child." Vincent obediently offered his right across the table, and she waved it away. "No, not the one that protects. The one that puts thoughts to paper: the heart's hand." He was taken aback by her words. Though it was possible Narcissa might know he was left-handed, he didn't know how she knew his right was his striking hand, the one that invariably brought the first of the killing blows. The attention to detaaaaaaaaaaaaail. I’m eating it up like popcorn. 
I love how you describe what’s going in with Vincent from different perspectives, his, Narcissa’s, and Diana’s-- i.e. shrouding him with darkness or turning down Diana’s sense of him. Also, how you handle his distance from Jacob versus Nan’s scenario is fascinating, twisting the story left while she twisted it right. Wonderful how many layers can be drawn from a similar experience. 
This small moment struck me while I read it because it’s so, so them: “...Consumed by rage and grief, I would have died of it and left my son an orphan, to be raised by a madman. Do you have any least idea, Diana, of all you've done for me?" She shrugged and almost let fly some stupid comment like, it was nothing, before she viciously gagged the impulse. Because it hadn't been nothing - and both of them knew it. 
And this part: That wasn't what gave her pause now. It was what he'd said and the way he'd said it, looking back at her with unreadable eyes. It was the feeling it set off in her: like being given a commendation with one hand and a demotion with the other. Magnificent. 
I’m… not laughing at what Vincent is going through, I’m not, it’s just… Celina shot herself in the foot, in a way, trying to become Catherine and wanting more from Vincent. It’s NOT funny, it’s not. And Celina obviously has more up her sleeve but I can’t help but laugh, a little; because compared to the intricacy of this plan, Lena’s perfume and flower wreath from Nan’s work was stunningly simple and even more effective and I can’t stop laughing just a little. But yes; this is going to be a doozy of a problem for Vincent. 
And I appreciate that Diana is pulling no punches, but also that she’s reasonable. Losing a part of himself with Catherine but regaining it, in a way, through her legacy, then having it stripped from him and affecting his relationships and bond now is monumentous; and though Diana is an empath, she has never lost herself to the same degree he has. It’s (using that word again) interesting to explore this tragedy on top of her characterization and his and his past and their present. 
This is just going to be a post where I repeat “I love this/that”, and I don’t care! It occurred to her it was nothing short of a miracle she'd somehow been judged exempt from his stalwart and unbending self-discipline. Which started her wondering why that was: why her and no one else, not even Catherine. 
Diana finally realizing he really does love her amidst all the drama (and a regained healthy respect, which didn’t really bother her-- which, that is so you, that is so Diana) was the one ripe, juicy cherry on top of this rotting cake: it proves that there are salvageable bits that can be cut around. 
Diana on a Kill Bill mission may not have been on my bingo card, but it isn’t entirely unexpected. Brb, going to grab another snack. 
I’m back and snackless, let’s go--
Father and Vincent’s talk: as you say, layers and layers. Also: "It's a difficult question," Father ultimately decided. "I loved Margaret dearly, you know that. We had such little time together, she and I; and what I grieve most I think, as I look back on my life. But had things not happened as they did," he said, his eyes sweeping the room, "just look at all I would never have had. My home… my community. My family. And you," he said, his eyes lighting on Vincent and holding there, "you, most of all."Would I have Margaret back at the cost of the life I've built here? No, I honestly don't think I would.” Love that part. 
Wait, this is scratching at my brain and I swear I’ve heard it or read it before: "Vincent, it is only when we try to grasp and hold the larger mysteries of life that we lose our ability to comprehend them: love; compassion; hope; death. One cannot hold in a fist that which requires freedom in order to be understood. Some things do not call for our examination but only… only our faith." If I’ve not, congrats on making me so completely doubt my own reality. XDDD (Beautiful passage, regardless.) 
This, this, THIS-- It was a startling thought: that he'd been just as much an addict as Rolley had been, before he'd lost Catherine. When the Other within him had been called upon so often in defense of her that it'd grown dependent on the dark release it found in that protection, had begun to crave it even as he'd denied its growing influence and had stumbled blindly, desperately, toward even the smallest sliver of light within that massive darkness.-- made me rethink the entire series through new eyes; and I so pleased about that~! 
Again, back to the love but who cares at this point: LOVE this passage: Diana respected him too much to deny his pain, or to soften the truth in an act of pity disguised as sympathy. So what she said to him was, "You're right: you couldn't." His eyes slid to hers. "But you were there when she needed you the most, Vincent, when it really mattered." She gripped his arm tightly. "Do you think Catherine would've wanted it any other way, up on that rooftop; that she'd have rather it be anybody else with her? Do you have any idea what a gift you gave her - to be there with her at the end? Most people die alone, Vincent. But she didn't have to; she was with the one she loved most of all."
Vincent returning to fight and not to give in took me by surprise as well; but I am absolutely flinging pom poms about and wildly cheering him on now. 
THE POSSIBILITY OF BEING. Name drop-- also, perfect way to work the series, the poem, and this story together. 
Vincent’s pit stops before meeting with Celina were excellent, yes. Particularly enjoyed you highlighting the metaphor that Diana knocked down Vincent’s walls, and that he’s the one that dwells on its significance. 
And all of these excellent points that I hadn’t considered: As he was brought to his knees by the raw kinesthetic memory of catching Catherine in his arms as she'd collapsed, it occurred to him that Diana was right. He hadn't been able to save Catherine, but he had been there to gentle her fall. To hold her, as he had countless times before. To see in her eyes the reflection of their love. To experience the gift of it again; its very existence a large act of fate and faith that humbled him still. And he'd come just in time. The perfect time. Had it been any sooner, had the least moment been changed, his son may well have died, too. A sacrifice Vincent knew Gabriel would've been more than willing to abide, simply so he could declare himself the victor. And had he come any later, he would never have known about the child, their son. Would have been too late to hear Catherine's last words: affirmation, truth, a promise.
Poor Jacob crying. Also, Father LEAPING at the chance to rescue Vincent no matter the means and Diana now having to convince him not to act is poetry, it rhymes. 
Reflecting on Celina’s She wanted only what she wanted. and comparing her to the growth-stunted Other made me pause. The difference, of course, is the Other is an expression of Vincent’s abandonment and want and Celina is a self-interested, calculated skinwalker wearing Catherine as a robe. 
And, of course, for all of Vincent’s calculations he couldn’t calculate enough. 
ELLIOT-- excuse me, Elliot tailed Diana around. I love that man. 
The confrontation between Celina and poor Vincent and Diana-- great scene. Also, I didn't note above, but I thoroughly ate up that Vincent was/is aware of how others view his dangerousness and played it up to the guards and Celina.
Elliot getting to take out Celina-- chef’s kiss. 
Vincent making new friends and Diana turned around in the tunnels and Elliot passing out and Father and V’s strays and V&D are going steady and TO EVERY CRAFT ITS PROPER MYSTERY!!!!!!!
Glided right into your acknowledgements and was nodding along with your “she’s still dead” exploration: when I read that back in Chapter 2, a part of me wanted to die laughing because because because. Never fails to still amuse me. ;))) And I loved reading your dedication to Nan, as well as the titles/subtitles trivia. 
When I have the time to set aside, I’ll most definitely drop some more comments on Ao3 as a final way to work through my thoughts~. 
Oh, one last thing! Most definitely going to either send or read bits to Sis (been keeping her up to date); and will send you her comments when she’s available (she's perfectly willing, enjoys that you enjoy.) I always pitch passages to her as “more Father… and also Diana”; and it works. >:DDDD
Overall, I had a fantastic time reading this-- beautiful work, beautifully executed, exquisitely written. I most certainly will reread in the future. :DDD
You can't see me, but I'm grinning ear to ear. I'm so pleased that you had a good time inhabiting my little BATB universe!
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Diana and Father’s back-and-forth, her speech about the miracle of Vincent, that entire scene: exquisite. I enjoy so much how your D and Father have a deep sense of understanding and care towards one another, especially when V and Father are struggling through this particular plotline. 
I had such a blast writing the D & F scenes, and especially this one.
This description of Elliot was both sombering and, I admit, humorous: He was not a happy man, and his expression reflected it. He looked indignant. As if the thought of people like the Corbin family existing at all offended him on some deep level. 
Okay, so my two favorite lines I gave Stosh: 1) "He was with you when?" when D is giving him the details of V's kidnapping. That line still makes me laugh like a fool and I wrote it.. 2) Telling Vincent "Besides, it's the least you can do, right? Since I seem to have made a habit of taking bullets for you." Again with the laughter. I need to write another V & Stosh fic. Maybe someday...
After a short time Narcissa ordered, "Give me your hand, child." Vincent obediently offered his right across the table, and she waved it away. "No, not the one that protects. The one that puts thoughts to paper: the heart's hand." He was taken aback by her words. Though it was possible Narcissa might know he was left-handed, he didn't know how she knew his right was his striking hand, the one that invariably brought the first of the killing blows. The attention to detaaaaaaaaaaaaail. I’m eating it up like popcorn. 
I always found it very interesting on the show that Vincent the lefty almost always struck first with his right hand. Maybe Buster is righthanded? Hmmmm. Maybe that was an Easter egg in Nan's Dialogues and the muse grabbed onto it and saved it for later.
I’m… not laughing at what Vincent is going through, I’m not, it’s just… Celina shot herself in the foot, in a way, trying to become Catherine and wanting more from Vincent.
Right?? But it's so in line with both Gabriel and Snow's personalities, too. They thought they were smarter than everyone else. Not a good mindset when dealing with V, who is a master strategist - not to mention still fiercely protective of Cathy.
Diana on a Kill Bill mission may not have been on my bingo card, but it isn’t entirely unexpected.
It's that darkness V saw in her, rising to the surface. And a good thing it did, in the end. And we've so often seen that sort of rage driving V, I thought it would be interesting to play with it in D, too.
Wait, this is scratching at my brain and I swear I’ve heard it or read it before: "Vincent, it is only when we try to grasp and hold the larger mysteries of life that we lose our ability to comprehend them: love; compassion; hope; death. One cannot hold in a fist that which requires freedom in order to be understood. Some things do not call for our examination but only… only our faith." If I’ve not, congrats on making me so completely doubt my own reality. XDDD (Beautiful passage, regardless.) 
To the best of my recollection, this is not inspired by anything besides the muse. It was part of the theme of the story that I tried to sprinkle here and there: that death doesn't mean the end of love, and that love is infinite and can't be measured, and trying to compare one love with another is a fool's game. And there was also the snippet of Dylan Thomas' poem that drove the trilogy and Though Lovers Be Lost, and eventually this fic: "Though lovers be lost, love shall not. And death shall have no dominion." That was the first seed that was planted in the garden that eventually became TPOB.
This, this, THIS-- It was a startling thought: that he'd been just as much an addict as Rolley had been, before he'd lost Catherine. When the Other within him had been called upon so often in defense of her that it'd grown dependent on the dark release it found in that protection, had begun to crave it even as he'd denied its growing influence and had stumbled blindly, desperately, toward even the smallest sliver of light within that massive darkness.-- made me rethink the entire series through new eyes; and I so pleased about that~! 
Good! I love it if something I write makes my readers see things in a different way. I'm pleased too!
Vincent returning to fight and not to give in took me by surprise as well; but I am absolutely flinging pom poms about and wildly cheering him on now. 
Yay!! I'm glad I could surprise you now and then.
THE POSSIBILITY OF BEING. Name drop-- also, perfect way to work the series, the poem, and this story together.
That poem was the second seed planted.
Also, I didn't note above, but I thoroughly ate up that Vincent was/is aware of how others view his dangerousness and played it up to the guards and Celina.
There's the strategist again!
Elliot getting to take out Celina-- chef’s kiss. 
It had to be him. I knew that from the beginning. He deserved the chance to redeem himself in his own eyes. And he took the painful choice away from both V & D, which I saw as a wonderful act of love and grace. Stosh is a good guy.
Vincent making new friends and Diana turned around in the tunnels and Elliot passing out and Father and V’s strays and V&D are going steady and TO EVERY CRAFT ITS PROPER MYSTERY!!!!!!!
Oh, you know I had to get that in there somewhere! And not to pat my own back, but I kinda love where it ended up going. This remains my very favorite happy ending of anything I've written. 😊
When I have the time to set aside, I’ll most definitely drop some more comments on Ao3 as a final way to work through my thoughts~. 
That would be lovely. Thank you.
I look forward to reading Sis's thoughts, when (and if) she makes her way through "the best parts." 😁
Overall, I had a fantastic time reading this-- beautiful work, beautifully executed, exquisitely written. I most certainly will reread in the future. :DDD
I'm so, so happy to know this! Really, this has been such a gift to me. Thanks so much for your thoughtful and considered comments, as well as your constant enthusiasm. ❤️
Feel free to dive back into that BATB collection on AO3 when the needs hits you. There's still a lot to discover. Until the next time, my friend!
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atomic-taco-muffin · 1 year ago
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Jessica: *thinks: "holy hell it feels right being with xemnas"*
Alex: *who Hana lily and xigbar hasn't seen in about 7 months was planning to surprise them*
Celina: *takes the blindfold off and turns on the light*
Everyone: SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY HANA
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incognitobobcat · 9 days ago
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Happy Birthday, Celina!!!
Finally, I can show this drawing, I couldn’t wait any longer! 😩
This is a birthday gift to myself 😆
And also to celebrate that it’s been a year since I started shipping my OC with Tomas 🥹❤️
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heliosandtheminecraftians · 2 years ago
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Happy 13th Birthday, Minecraft!
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[Happy 13th birthday to the game that changed my life! This game has really defined my art, helped me make so many friends, and really shaped who I am and who my kiddos are! This game has brought me so much joy and has been here for me when I need it the most!
Happy 13th birthday, Minecraft! And here’s to many more years of joy to come!
Celina | Steve | Brine ]
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